A/N: Ah, Writing this reminded me of Coruscant food, always great.
Section 2 (Unit 1) - The Barren planet
- - Day: (Coruscant: Benduday), (Earth: Sunday) - -
"You may call me, Darth Venin." I spoke with authority. The name felt... right in a way, It felt like I was always supposed to be called that. Shaking off the weird thoughts, I continued on my trek throughout the ship.
Despite not even being prepared to take on a single trained soilder, It didn't take long for me to eliminate all others aboard the ship, Claiming it for myself. Amara was silent the entire time I slaughtered her possible friends and or family. But I didn't really care, I was the only thing she need to worry about.
After some rest on an actual bed after slaughtering dozens, I walked to the control room. I didn't know how long they had kept me caged, but I wanted to see if things changed. I also needed a suitable place for materials, and a place to start my plans of inevitable Galactic rule. With my ambitions in mind, I punched In the coordinates for Xorrn.
[Course Set For, (Xorrn)]
It was a backwater mining planet on the safer edge of the outer rim that I had been stationed at during the first year of the clone wars, It was also where I had gotten my first blaster scar...
I felt my blood began to boil as I remembered mowing down clankers with my lightsaber for months on end, the only thing keeping me going was my connection to the force and my lust for battle... It was fun back then.
I sat in the captain's chair as my 'Apprentice' sat in the chair beside me, no words were exchanged by us, but frankly untill she proved her worth at least, she was but a weak servant in my eyes. It would only be a matter of time before I would start to train her, I think she would fit the role of Assassin quite well. But before that I would need a new lightsaber, As my old one was damaged beyond repair by the now former commander of this ship, and I couldn't reassemble it.
Another reason to go to Xorrn was to possibly take it over. The Republic usually doesn't interfere with hostile takeovers unless it directly (Or sometimes indirectly) Involved them, so should I find the planet useful it wouldn't be too hard to maintain a leadership position through force.
- - Day: (Coruscant Time: Primeday 19 BBY) (Earth Time: Monday) - -
Just before we landed on the planet, I changed into some of the spare clothing that the former captain owned. It consisted of a grey half-cape, black gloves, Generic combat boots, black shin guards, brown utility belt, and a black chest plate with shoulder pads. Oddly, the tight armor felt comfortable to move in and also complemented my 'Dark Lord'-ish look.
As I dowed the bridge to exit the ship, The Twi-lek follow closely. I sighed, but continued through the surprisingly barren planet. Not a single sign of life showed itself. Only Depowered droids, Dead Speeders, and empty homes.
I was beginning to get annoyed, I used my force ability to serch for life on the planet. After some time I managed to find about a few hundred thousand life forms, Only problem was... they were on the other side of the planet. I sighed once more, then turned to my 'Apprentice', "Do you have the technical ability to fix one of these speeders?" she jumped at the suddenness of my question but nevertheless muttered out an answer, "Y-Yes. I-it was previously m-my job to-" I cut her off, "Did I ask for a Memoir?" She piped down quickly.
While she worked on the speeder, I opted to explore the abandoned town, finding Blasters, blaster Cartridges, and other useless items at least to me. Deconstructing them and taking the materials needed for a bare bones lightsaber, igniting the 'Lightsaber' I felt Disgust at the abomination I held in my hand. technically it wasn't even a lightsaber at all, as it lacked a Kyber crystal, it was more of a modified blaster with constant energy (yet limited) output. Giving it a couple of swings I noticed that it felt Relatively close to the weight and speed of a traditional lightsaber that I was so accustomed too, Infact it was a bit lighter, making it very easy to swing and slip into different saber forms. Despite losing any attachment I had to the order, I still felt physical pain at sulling such an elegant art.
Deactivating the Laser sword (What I had token to calling it, as calling it a Lightsaber didn't feel right) I attached it to my belt. I just hoped that it would still deflect blaster bolts, because I have a feeling that once we arrive at that city most of them will be hostiles.
Walking back to my Apprentice, I noticed her sitting on the speeder, still trying to start it.
"Is there trouble, Apprentice?" She jumped again, "N-no sir, I can't g-get it started without somebody to hold it in place so-" I Outstretched my hand and the speeder halted all movements. "O-ok, that works t-too" she immediately delve back into to work on the speeder.
A few moments later, the soft humming of the speeder became continuous, signifying that she had gotten it to work "Finally!" Amara Exclaimed as she let out a breath. I Climbed aboard the speader and watched Amara struggle to do the same. "Typical.." I extended a gloved hand to her, she was hesitant but excepted the help.
- - (Timeskip) - -
As my apprentice and I sped off to the other side of the planet, I noticed the heat of the planet decrease considerably. I felt thousands of eyes on me, Now while I wasn't some 'Force Chosen' or 'Force God' I knew my stuff and was even compared to General Obi-wan at some points during the clone wars. So I know when someone is following me.
And the blaster bolt that flew past us, confirmed my suspensions.
"You are under arrest for trespassing. Outsider, Surrender Now or face justice." That armor... Mandalorians?
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