Well, the Flood have now entered the Star Wars galaxy.
I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Luke Skywalker sat down on the floor of the Jedi Temple, meditating on recent events. These last few weeks, a previously unknown parasitical species had been carving a path through the galaxy, corrupting and consuming any form of life that they came across.
At first it was thought by the Galactic Alliance to be the return of the Yuuzhan Vong, which was an understandable reaction considering that the first infected ships encountered were infected Vong vessels. But when the vessels crash landed in the Outer Rim, and started infecting colonies and commandeering ships docked at the spaceports, the citizens of the galaxy quickly realized that this was something new.
The members of the UNSC revealed that the species was known as the Flood: an ancient parasitical species capable of piloting ships, using weapons and hunting down any and all sources of food.
Terrified, the GA had called the Jedi back to Coruscant, the first time since the events involving Abeloth, and asked for their support in fighting this intergalactic menace. The Jedi had agreed to help, and while the majority of the Order was out on or near the frontlines of this new war, Luke had been tasked with coordinating the Jedi and calming the populace.
When he finally had time to himself, Luke meditated, letting the Force flow through him, guiding him towards the knowledge of what the Flood wanted. Unlike the Vong, the Flood could be felt through the Force, but as Luke meditated, a voice erupted in his meditations.
"I am a monument to all your sins."
A chill ran up Luke's spine when he felt the Flood speak, but when he tried to open himself up more, he felt a wave of... uncertainty wash over him.
No, not uncertainty, it feels more like... "No, that's not possible!"
As Luke jolted out of his meditation, gasping, he felt himself growing weak. At that moment, the door slid open and his son Ben Skywalker and his niece Jaina Solo rushed in. He could tell they were feeling the same thing he was.
"Dad, you've got to get up." Ben pleaded with his father, putting his arm around him and hoisting him up. He looked terrified, even more so than he had been after his encounters with Abeloth.
"Uncle Luke, it's the Flood. They're- they're..."
"I know," Luke said, interrupting Jaina as she struggled to comprehend what was happening. They walked over to the window as Luke finally managed to describe what they were all feeling.
"They're corrupting the Force."
No one was unaffected by this development: Fallanassi, Korunnai, Aing-Tii, Theran Listeners, Jedi, Sith, it didn't matter which sect or species they were.
All over the galaxy, Force-users felt their natural abilities and powers grow weak and erratic. It wasn't that they couldn't use their natural abilities with the Force, but now it required much more energy than it ever had before. What's more, even touching the Force gave Force-sensitives the feeling of... revulsion.
They all felt the Parasite's ravenous hunger, so powerful, overwhelming and flat out disgusting, that it made the legendary appetite of the ancient Sith Lord Darth Nihilus, look tame by comparison.
The Flood had corrupted the very essence of life itself, twisting it to their own purposes.
On Kesh, the Lost Tribe of the Sith were discovering just how much damage this could do: Sith combat forms were attacking the remains of Tahv, and while the uninfected Sith fought them as best they could, the combat forms were overwhelming them; unleashing displays of power that the warriors they corrupted had never displayed previously.
Sith Sabers fought to defend against the Flood onslaught, but it was a futile gesture, and soon the City of Glass became the city of Flood, as the monstrous parasite slowly spread to the rest of the planet.
Meanwhile, on Korriban, the remains of the One Sith were now fleeing from the results of their horrifying mistake.
When Darth Krayt and his advisors had heard of the Flood, they believed that they could mold this species into a weapon under their control. After managing to capture a few specimens, the Sith subjected them to various forms of Sith Alchemy, and even allowed them to infect already existing dark-side infused animals.
At first, this seemed to work: the resulting Flood infected abominations began following the instructions of Darth Krayt and the One Sith and even seemed bound to the dark side infused alchemy.
It was only when the Flood arrived in the system that they realized their mistake. The Parasite had been playing possum, acting obedient to convince the Sith that they had control. That changed the moment that Flood reinforcements arrived.
And when the Gravemind began corrupting the Force, that was when things really went to hell. The alchemy enhanced Flood grew to new levels of strength through the Force, while the Sith grew weak.
Within hours, the One Sith were no more.
All over the galaxy, beings of all ages and species found themselves at the mercy of the Flood, who not only turned their own advantages against the people of the galaxy, but upgraded and improved them beyond what was thought to be possible.
Emergency broadcasts were constantly sent over the HoloNet, urging everyone to evacuate to the Inner Rim and Core Worlds, in the hopes of escaping the never-ending tidal wave of Flood.
Luke, Jaina and Ben were watching one of these broadcasts when the transmission cut out in static. Keying to another station they found the same thing, and another and another. All HoloNet signals were being sliced.
"By who?" Jaina asked, when a sound started filtering through the static.
Laughter. The sound of a small female child just... laughing. That laughter was joined by another voice, then another, then another. Dozens, hundreds, thousands, millions, billions, trillions... countless beings from countless species joined in this mad cacophony of insane laughter that slowly melded into one voice.
The signal was transmitted to every functioning HoloNet receiver in the galaxy, lasting for close to an hour. Every attempt to cut the signal was overridden by the Flood. When the signal finally cut out, every sentient being in the galaxy was absolutely silent, even the restored broadcast channels gave no instructions.
Ben turned to look at his father. "Dad, what are we going to do?"
Luke Skywalker, the man who brought down the Galactic Empire and singlehandedly restored the Jedi Order, the man who had led said Order through some of the worst crises in the galaxy, the man who always had a plan and never lost hope, was completely speechless. Turning to look out a nearby viewport, it was a long time before Luke was able to answer his son's question.
"I don't know."
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