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Also the first ten to fifteen chapters will be based around Thyferus taking over the Empire and building up his own after that it will start the kids storyline. Enjoy.
Thyferus's first reaction was one of shock. He was shocked that he had been right about their being a child in there. He was shocked that Nyra and Bax conceived a child together. This shock lasted ten seconds before the rage kicked in.
Thyferus had never felt so much hatred and anger before as he began to shake with fury and then he looked to the heavens and let out a scream of rage. The sound could be heard in every corner of the planet as Thyferus's fury was let loose.
He turned around and stomped towards Nyra who tried to crawl away in fear of the furious Sith Lord. However she didn't crawl nearly fast enough to escape Thyferus who quickly marched over and confronted her with a furious glare.
"So not only do you marry Lotar but you also bear him a child! DOES YOUR BETRAYL KNOW NO BOUNDS!" Thyferus roared viciously to the warship filled heavens as Nyra continued to whimper in fear. As for Tiberius he just stood there holding the sleeping infant trying to figure out his place in the situation.
"Thyferus please-" Nyra was cut off as Thyferus lifted her into the air and used the Force to choke her. He continued to tighten and tighten his invisible grip around her throat. Nyra gagged and hacked up blood as she struggled to retain her grip on life.
"NO! I AM DONE LISTENING TO YOUR EXCUSES! YOU DIE NOW!" Thyferus ferociously screamed at the choking, frightened, dying girl. Thyferus tightened his hold even further and Nyra was no longer able to even gag.
It appeared that no one could save Nyra now for Bax was nowhere in sight and the two Jedi were dead. It appeared that the story would end on a bad note. If not for Tiberius.
For it was at that moment that Tiberius noticed several similarities in the appearances of the young and sleeping infant boy and his master. Tiberius knew Thyferus had blonde almost golden hair and the infant had a light amount of shiny gold locks sprouting out of his head. Bax, Tiberius knew from data spies had collected, had thick black hair and Nyra had silver hair.
Tiberius also knew his master had deep blue eyes with a slight crimson hue to them after being exposed to the dark side for so long. The infant had deep sapphire blue eyes as Tiberius noticed when he opened his eyes briefly while yawning. Bax had brown eyes.
The boy even had the same deep tanned skin tone as Thyferus. If that wasn't similar then Tiberius didn't know what was. It seemed odd how the child could be Bax's son when he had more similarities to Thyferus than Bax.
It was at that moment that Tiberius put two and two together. Same golden locks and same deep blue eyes plus same deeply tanned skin tone equals the infant and Thyferus being related. Tiberius gasped as the pieces of the puzzle clicked together and all was revealed.
The child was not Bax's and Nyra's but rather this small infant boy was Tiberius's masters son. The boy was the son of Darth Thyferus. Tiberius turned to tell his master the shocking news only to find him choking Nyra to death.
"You die today!" Thyferus angrily told Nyra through gritted teeth as he prepared to snap her neck. He would have done so had Tiberius not intervened and caught his masters attention.
"Master! Wait! Stop!" Tiberius said running over to Thyferus who dropped Nyra and walked over to his Apprentice annoyed that he had been prevented from ending her life. This had better be good or Thyferus would turn Tiberius into a smudge on the bottom of his shoe.
"What is it Tiberius?" Thyferus asked as he crossed his arms and tapped his foot impatiently waiting for the boy to spit out what he had to say. Tiberius shoved the infant into Thyferus's arms and motioned for him to observe the child closely.
"I think you might want to examine the child closely master." Tiberius said and Thyferus eyed him questionably like Tiberius might have cracked. But Thyferus turned his gaze to the sleeping infant.
THYFERUS'S POV
I don't get what exactly Tiberius wants me to observe the son of my greatest rival for. But if it will shut the boy up I will. He is a good student and a quick learner but sometimes the boy gets on my nerves.
I turn my gaze to the infant boy sleeping contently in my arms and examine him closely. At first I see nothing unusual about the child other than the fact that I haven't killed it yet.
Then I notice something rather odd about the boy. Unlike that bastard Lotar who had thick and stupid black hair this boy had richly golden blonde locks of hair sprouting out of his head. The same rich and silky look as my hair but I'm sure its just a coincidence.
Next I shockingly notice that the baby has a deep heavily tanned skin tone like mine as well. My eyes widen as I find that it is the exact same tone as mine. The very same.
Finally I notice the final abnormality of the child when his eyes open briefly for a quick split-second when he yawns tiredly. His eyes are a deep and majestic sapphire blue just like mine. I nearly gasp in shock as I put two and two together. The surprising realization that this boy is not Bax's son hits me like a boulder.
This small baby boy is my son.
NO POV
For several agonizing minutes Thyferus just stands there holding the boy in his arms with a shocked expression on his face. The small boy stirred in his arms slightly and yawned once again. The child began to awaken and as the small boy opened his eyes slightly he looked up at the shocked Thyferus.
'A son? That was what she was hiding all these years? I have a son?' Thyferus thought as he then took recognition of the fact that his son was waking up. He quickly used the Force to cause the boy to fall asleep once more. The child gave one great big yawn before falling back into the deep rest it had been in moments ago.
Thyferus quickly and briskly walked over to Nyra who was leaning against a stone statue of one of the former rulers of Alderaan. She was close to dying from bleeding to death as Thyferus observed by the large pool of blood near her.
"Stay back." She weakly whispered at him with what little strength she had left. However this time Thyferus did not approach her in a threatening manner but rather a calm and gentle one which was a big surprise to anyone who knew him well.
"Nyra? Is this? My son?" Thyferus calmly asked her as he knelt down next to her and handed her the child. His anger and hatred were gone now to be replaced by shock and doubt. Nyra looked up at him with a questioning look.
She appeared to be struggling with herself to tell him if it was or wasn't his son. Thyferus could see her becoming tense and stiff as she debated what to tell him.
'Shall I tell him? He might kill me and the baby if I don't say anything. But if I tell him then who knows what might happen.' Nyra thought cautiously as she made her decision, completely forgetting Thyferus could still hear her thoughts.
"Nyra. Tell me." Thyferus said through gritted teeth as he pressured her to tell him. Around them less and less destruction was occurring as the Imperial invasion neared an end. Both Imperial Soldiers and the Soldiers of House Thul marched side by side through the streets in a triumphant victory march.
In the smoke filled sky's of the once beautiful planet, the Sith Starfighters no longer strafed the city and the forests but rather flew in celebratory formations. Warships ceased their bombardment and took up positions above the city as shuttles began to stream out of them.
As for Nyra she at last decided that even though Thyferus had committed many crimes, he deserved to know the truth. Though she doubted that this truth would end well for the galaxy or her.
She took a deep breath before answering. "Yes. Yes Thyferus this is your son. He was born eight months ago shortly before me and Bax met up again. I found out I was pregnant with your child some two months before you returned from Balmorra. I wanted to tell you but I was so horrified of what you did to those innocent people that I left." Nyra looked as if she had just used her last breaths to say that. She began breathe heavily as more and more of her life was drained from her.
Thyferus was even more shocked than before as he looked down at the child in Nyra's arms. 'Not the child, MY child.' He thought as he imagined the idea of it. His own flesh and blood son and he hadn't even been around when he was born.
For the first time Thyferus began to feel regret and remorse that he had not been there for his own sons birth. He didn't even know his own sons name. "What's his name?" Thyferus asked Nyra tentatively and nervously for Bax had yet to make his appearance in the play. If he loved Nyra so much where was he now.
"His name is Rosier. After your brother." Nyra said before she began to breathe slower and slower as less and less blood poured from her wounds. Thyferus could feel her life force weakening and dying. He had no time to ponder the boys name as he quickly turned to Tiberius.
"Tiberius you know how to patch up wounds correct?" Thyferus hurriedly asked his Apprentice who nodded and rushed to Nyra's side and used his field kit to patch her wounds so that she might be kept alive till a medical team arrived. While Tiberius worked to keep Nyra temporarily alive Thyferus was trying to get through to his flagship so they could send down a medical team.
Thyferus tried every coding frequency he could think of but unfortunately the Sith bombardment had knocked out the Communications Tower. He tried another frequency and finally got through to his flagship. A controller answered the call.
"This is Darth Thyferus contacting the Dominator do you read me?" Thyferus asked nervously hoping the connection was clear enough that he could tell them to send a medical team. With the Comm. Tower down he suspected that there might be some interference.
"This is the Dominator. We read you loud and clear my lord. What do you require my lord?" The controller asked politely to his commanding officer. Thyferus was getting impatient though for he didn't care for any pleasantries.
"Send a medical team to my position now!" Thyferus roared into his communicator and he heard a commotion on the other line. He imagined the whole bridge had heard him shout. He didn't care at the moment.
"Right away my lord!" The controller cut the connection as they dispatched the medical team right away to Thyferus's position. It wasn't wise to disobey a Sith Lord for those who did were never seen alive again.
Thyferus turned back to Nyra and saw that Tiberius had done his best to bandage her wounds but a full Imperial Medical Team would be needed to help her survive. Thyferus walked over and knelt down next to her. He pushed a few pieces of silvery hair out of her face.
He then turned his gaze to his infant son. He began to imagine his sons life now that his father had found him. He smiled, not smirked, as he found that he saw his sons future to be bright.
MEANWHILE ABOARD THE WARSHIP FREEDOM ON ROUTE TO ALDERAAN
Jedi Grand Master Satele Shan gazed out the viewport of her flagship as the Freedom traveled through Hyperspace on route to Alderaan. Their mission was to capture Darth Thyferus and Satele intended to do just that hence why she requested the entire Republic Grand Fleet be brought to do the job.
Satele had a rather specific rivalry with Thyferus and he had a rather specific rivalry with Satele. Thyferus hated Satele because she had been the one who killed his brother along with Jace Malcom. Satele hated Thyferus because he killed her son Theron. They both wanted the other dead.
Now Satele would bring him to justice for all the crimes he has committed and avenge all those he has killed. "Captain what is our current position?" asked Satele to Captain Duskin a Twilek who was well known for his sense of humor being the thing which kept his men calm in battle. He gave her a toothy grin as he looked up from a monitor.
"We are now just entering the Alderaan System Miss Shan. And when we get there those Sith'll get a whooping of a life time!" The man laughed out as he began to talk with his men about how the Sith would be caught completely off guard. Duskin seemed to never be nervous and always knew how to have a laugh.
Satele smiled at the man and chuckled a bit. He was right because when the Republic Grand Fleet arrived Thyferus and his forces would indeed get the whooping of a life time. "Indeed they shall my friend. Indeed they shall." Satele said calmly as Duskin walked off to check the status of his ship. The Freedom was like an extension of Duskin's soul. If she was damaged so was he and if she was calm so was he.
Just then the doors to the Command Bridge slid open to and Republic Supreme Commander and Satele's love Jace Malcom walked into the room. He walked down the aisle and smiled down at the controllers at their monitors on either side of the aisle.
He walked up behind Satele and wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close. The Jedi Order had allowed them to be together for the simple fact that they couldn't lose Satele as a leader of the Republic's Armies and since the Jedi had been greatly depleted by the Sith attack on Tython.
"How are you feeling Satele?" Jace asked her since he knew she hadn't been herself since Theron was killed six months ago by Thyferus. He too had felt like a piece of him was missing ever since their son died.
"I am feeling happy that today we can finally avenge our sons death. As well as all those who have fallen to that monster Thyferus." Satele said as she leaned against Jace's chest and smiled contently in his arms. If Thyferus was caught and punished her mind would finally be put at ease.
Little did they know that Thyferus knew the Republic was coming and he still had plenty of time to prepare. And he would be.
TWO HOURS LATER ABOARD THE DOMINATOR OVER ALDERAAN
Tiberius stood on the bridge of his masters flagship gazing out into the open space, his eyes searching for any sign of an approaching Republic fleet. Thyferus had put him in charge of the fleet while he gathered his thoughts.
Knowing that the forces they had would be vastly outnumbered by the Republic Grand Fleet Tiberius decided to call for reinforcements from nearby Sith fleets. The closest Sith Lords had been Darth Malgus at Naboo, Darth Marr at Nar Shadda, Darth Ravage at Kessel, and Darth Jadus at Hutta.
Darth Malgus had graciously sent twenty Terminus Class Frigates and twelve Harrower Class Destroyers to aid their fleet and sent five battalions of troops to reinforce their troops planet side. Tiberius knew that Malgus was generous to Thyferus because they were planning something big and were allies.
Darth Marr grudgingly sent twelve Terminus Frigates and eight Harrower Destroyers to help but complained how his forces were so few that he shouldn't be sending them anything. However in the end he relented.
Darth Ravage gladly sent six Harrower Destroyers and four Terminus Frigates since if Tiberius succeeded in commanding Thyferus's fleet then it could mean the end of the Republic Grand Fleet. Darth Ravage said he would be willing to bet an arm, a leg, and half an eye that the Republic would fall.
As for Darth Jadus. He sent nothing. Simple as that he didn't like Thyferus and refused to help him in any way even if it could lead to the destruction of the Republic Grand Fleet.
So Tiberius looked out at the combined fleet of Sith Warships under his command. He wanted to get through this confrontation with the least amount of casualties possible. He knew the Republic would try their hardest to beat them but they would fight their hardest to defend themselves.
At that moment the Dominator's Captain Silas Manfred and the fleet commander Admiral Gage walked up behind Tiberius and saluted him, clicking their heels together in traditional military fashion. Tiberius grinned behind his mask. Their were a few perks to being in charge.
"At ease men." Tiberius said and the two men ceased saluting and both put their hands behind their backs as they prepared to give him the report. Manfred stepped forward to give a status report for the ship while Gage waited to give the fleet report.
Manfred was a human like most officers in the Imperial Navy. Tall, muscular and well mannered Manfred was a role model for the entire Empire of what a good officer is like.
"All systems are ready for battle my lord. Any further orders my-" The Captain was interrupted by a controller running up to the trio with a nervous expression on his face. A very nervous expression.
"My lord! The Republic Grand Fleet is coming out of Hyperspace!" The controller said and as if by magic hundreds of Republic warships blinked into existence filling the once empty stars. From Thranta Class Corvettes to Valor Class Battleships. Liberator Class Starfighters began to pour out of the Republic ships.
'So it begins.' Tiberius thought as all hell broke loose.
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