Lothal
Doom smirked. Watching as the tracker he had placed up Jyn moved from system to system. He knew they would eventually find the Rebel base and remain in place. With his arms rested up upon his desk, and fists below his chin, Doom watched, mentally marking each system Jyn went to off a list of potential systems.
Eyes sweeping the map, Doom knew that they were in close proximity to Mandalore, narrowing down the search greatly. He knew they wouldn't return to Yavin IV. And if they did, Doom had left a surprise for them on the surface. A planet wide motion sensor. A design his people created to route out rebels.
"Grand Admiral, we lost the trackers signal close to an unidentified star system." Doom glanced up, his eyes narrowing as Pellaeon explained the location. Quickly adjusting the map, Doom smirked. "This star system, Admiral Pellaeon, is the Bagur Star System. Located just on the borders of the Unknown Regions and Wild Space. Placed long the borders of Mandalorian space, Chiss space and Rutharian space. No doubt that is where the Rebels have fallen to." Pellaeon blinked. He'd never heard of the system before.
"I've never heard of the star system before." Doom chuckled, his gaze lifting to analyse Pellaeon's confusion. "Admiral, the Bagur system was never placed in any archives other the most secure ones on Mandalore, Csilla and Ruthar, it is the star system that housed the Order of Light's capital, Revan's alliance of systems that fought to preserve the galaxy from many different threats, external and internal." Pellaeon gave a small nod, understanding what Doom meant. "The fifth, sixth, eighth and ninth fleet have also arrived Grand Admiral." Doom stood, "Have them join the fourth fleet's ranks and await my orders. This Rebellion ends today."
Bagur
Ezra overlooked several Mandalorians, each working hard. Each singing as they worked. "Motir ca'tra nau tracinya. Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a. Taung!" Ezra smirked, he knew the words well. Sabine was away, organising battle plans with Thrawn. Keeping his gaze leveled, Ezra felt Kanan step beside him. "Kanan." Ezra greeted. "Mand'alor." Kanan replied.
"Motir ca'tra nau tracinya. Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a. Aruetyc runi'la solus cet o'r prudii an." Kanan blinked. "What are they singing?" Ezra smiled. "Gra'tua Cuun. Our Vengeance" Kanan nodded. "A war song, ancient in origin, but still effect to today. Several clones knew the song, before Jango Feet was killed, he taught them it. Then I did." Kanan bit his lower lip. "We just discovered a tracker upon a new arrival. It was Imperial in origin."
Ezra widen his eyes. "Shit, Doom could be upon us in any second." Stepping forward, "Jurir verd" The Warriors were quick to obey, moving about, gathering their weapons and heading to their stations and fighters. Turning quickly on his heel, Ezra look at Kanan. "I need the fleet in defence formation, can you get your Rebel Command to take action and quickly organise their forces?" Kanan gave a small nod.
Running fast, Ezra came to a stop by the command room. "Sabine, get the ori'ramikad ready for battle." Sabine was quick to nod, running out fast. "As you command Mand'alor." Turning to face Thrawn, Ezra calmed himself. "Thrawn, I need you on the flagship at once." Thrawn nodded, Primax was quick to glance at Ezra. "What's going on?" Ezra's breathing was heavy. "They know we're here." Those four words sprung the entire command room into action, everyone was rushing to their stations.
Not far off, the fourth fleet dropped from hyperspace, the fifth, sixth, eighth and ninth fleets coming shortly afterwards. Upon the bridge of The Phoenix, Doom eyed the Order of Light and Rebel forces moving about. "All ships, attack formation delta." Admiral Pellaeon was quick to carry out the orders.
Soon, Interdictors were mixed among the capital ships, corvettes and frigates lined upfront, carrier hiding behind the capital ships, cruisers hovering just before them. Watching closely, Doom watched as the combined forces of Rebels and the Order of Light moved into a defence formation.
Taking note, Doom stroked his chin, his arms crossed while doing so. "We face a formidable foe Admiral." Pellaeon glanced at Doom. "We haven't even begun the attack yet Grand Admiral." Doom smiled. "Oh, but I recognise on of Mitth'raw'nuruodo's defence formations from anywhere." Pellaeon blinked. "Who?" Doom turned his head ever so slightly. "Thrawn lives."
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The final fight is about to begin. Who do you think will win, Rebels and Order of Light, or the Empire
Doom calls Thrawn a formidable foe, could it be that Doom has respect for Thrawn's tactical and strategic knowledge.
Motir ca'tra nau tracinya.
Those who stand before us light the night sky in flame.
Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a. Taung!
Our vengeance burns brighter still. Taung!
Motir ca'tra nau tracinya.
Those who stand before us light the night sky in flames
Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a.
Our vengeance burns brighter still
Aruetyc runi'la solus cet o'r prudii an.
Every last traitorous soul shall kneel in our shadow
Ori'ramikad-Supercommando
Jurir-bear arms
verd-warrior or soldier
What do you guys think about Doom? His leadership style, his talents, his 'trophies'. Is he worthy to be a formidable foe. Remember, Thrawn reacted in a unique way when he was brought up in an earlier chapter, and all the hints that he's powerful in the prologue.