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Chapter 6: Darth Nox and the mission
Dragothis watched as the Dark Council argued over the war and the Empire. The subject on the matter was whether the newly created superweapon, codename the Silencer, should be distributed to more ships, or if that would make it more likely to fall into enemy hands. Darth Nox, the sith lord who had killed Thanaton, was responsible for the creation of the weapon, and was arguing against distribution. His chief opponent was Darth Ravage. The two barely agreed on anything, so the rest of the council was used to it. Their argument had ran on for almost an hour, with the rest of the council getting more and more restless.
"If we are to win this war, we need more of these weapons!" Ravage said, banging his fist on his throne's arm-rest to emphasize his point. "Nox, your weapons have the potential to destroy half the republic fleet!"
"They also have the potential to wipe out half of ours." Nox bit back. "If even one were to be captured…"
"A risk we should take." Ravage replied. "A fleet of equipped with powerful superweapons would easily decimate the republic!"
"We cannot let the republic get their hands on one of the silencers. Then they would mass produce them and soon we would lose our military edge." Nox said, becoming angry.
"We have plenty of others!" Ravage replied.
"Are they as powerful as the Silencers, Ravage?!" Nox almost spit his name.
"Some, perhaps." Ravage replied, sneering, "Of course how would an alien like you know true power?"
Dragothis felt his spine tingle as his danger sense sharpened, a second before Nox's eyes glowed a dark purple, signalling that he was gathering his power.
"I have had enough of you Ravage," Nox said, springing from his throne, lightsaber drawn.
"Likewise, Nox." Ravage replied, standing up and summoning his lightsaber from his belt.
"ENOUGH!"
Dragothis brought his fist down as he yelled, sending a wave of dark side energy towards the two lords of the sith, flinging them back into their chairs like rag dolls. Their eyes were unfocused from the attack, and the rest of the council looked on, stunned by the show of force. He had never shown this side of him, and they were rather nervous, even as he stood up to speak.
"We have nothing left to discuss this day. We will speak about this topic again on another day."
The Dark Council all nodded in agreement, minus Ravage and Nox who were glaring at one another, daggers shooting from their eyes. Both of them stood up, however as the council all filed out of the chambers, or disconnected from their holos. Dragothis waited until the entire council, minus Nox, had left before walking over to the new lord.
"What is it, Dragothis?" Nox asked, his anger tangible, but Dragothis could feel he was trying to restrain it.
"Forgive me for the show of power back there," Dragothis said as he walked with the Togruta. "But you mustn't give in to Ravage's taunts. He has no idea of what true power is."
"And you do?"
This remark made Dragothis chuckle, drawing a confused look from the togruta.
"You don't know the half of it, Nox." he said, "Do you know of Sorzus Syn?"
The Great Hunt Champion, Zana, walked throughout the imperial Vaiken Station, named for the empire's first grand moff, Vaiken. Next to her was her companion, Blizz. The jawa would have looked like he wanted to scrap and sell the entire station, if one could see his face under his hood. Zana, on the other hand, was disgusted by all of the protocols and rules that always got in the way.
That was only one of the ways she stuck out from the rest of the crowd. While officers and armored troops looked like they had a sense of purpose, Zana was walking like it was an ordinary day on some backwater planet in her black and gold mando'ade armor, drawing several disparaging looks from officers. She was bored and was only here for another job, probably from Darth Tormen.
Personally, she respected Tormen, if only for his strength in a fight. Intellectually, she found him capable, but more of a brute. From one talkative officer, she had heard his personal motto was "If you have a problem, and brute force hasn't fixed it, you are yet to apply enough."
She looked at her holo map and found that she needed to board a small, two-man, transport fighter and board the dreadnaught the BloodWorthy. Why she couldn't fly to it in her own ship, she would never understand.
After getting settled into the fighter, she activated the controls and lifted off and out into open space. As she guided the fighter to the dreadnaught, she wondered why Tormen was meeting her on a different capital ship, rather than his own. Then again, it might not be Tormen. All her contact info pointed towards a high-ranking sith, so she simply assumed
As soon as she landed, she hopped out, greeted by two faceless imperial troops.
"Sir, we were told to escort you to Darth Dragothis." One of them said.
"The last time someone was going to escort me to their lord and master," Zana said, "They winded up dead."
"We have hear the stories, sir," The other trooper said, no fear in his voice. "We do not require your gear, only your compliance to let us guide you to our lord."
Zana waited a moment before nodding, and followed the troops as they took her and Blizz through the ship, leading her to the bridge. As they stepped off the turbolift leading the command deck, Zana looked to the front and center of the bridge to see exactly what she expected. A sith in a robe and armor, sitting in a chair and facing the transparisteel. What surprised her was that the troops stopped her a good few meters away, and the Sith lord stood up to greet her. As she suspected it was not Darth Tormen, but actually a human male. And not a bad looking one at that. He had brown hair, worn in an informal manner, a slightly tanned face, and did not have the strange withering that so many human sith seemed to have. He looked pretty young as well, maybe mid to late thirties. Only thing strange about him seemed to be his eyes, which were a pale white, not the sickly yellow most sith had. And the coldness she felt whenever he spoke.
"Hunter Zana, I presume." The man said, waving a hand, telling the guards to depart.. "Dark Council member Dragothis.."
"A darth, hm? You have a job for me or just here to talk?" Zana asked, before adding, "Not that I mind."
Dragothis was silent for a moment staring calmly at Zana, almost as if she had said nothing, but she knew not to underestimate sith. Then he spoke.
"I do indeed have a job for you." He said. "As the guardian of the mysteries of the sith, I am in need of assistance."
"Anything to do with sith causes my pay to go up." Zana warned.
"Your price is of little consequence." Dragothis stated, "Provided you can do the job."
"I can do it." Zana said, going on the defensive.
"Good." Dragothis replied. "I need you to help storm Tython."
Zana's mouth nearly hit the floor, and while Dragothis couldn't see her mouth, he most certainly could sense her shock. Tython, the most heavily guarded planet from one side of the mid rim to the other?
"What do you need there?" Zana asked, trying to keep the incredulity out of her voice.
"A sith holocron created by Sorzus Syn, one of the first Lords of the Sith, has been found and stolen by the Jedi Order. The Jedi cannot be allowed to unlock its secrets."
"So you need me to walk into one of the most heavily fortified fortifications on one of the most heavily fortified worlds in the galaxy and steal a holocron, alone?" Zana asked.
"Yes to all of it except you being alone." Dragothis replied.
"What do you mean?" Zana asked.
"You will be accompanied by others."
"But who?"
"You will learn when we have arrived on Coruscant."
"Wait, your coming?"
"I would not intrust this mission to another."
"I see."
"I suggest you and your companion retrieve whatever equipment they need. We will be leaving in one hour."
"So how are we getting there?"
"We will be arriving in multiple shuttles to make sure we all avoid being caught. Now go."
Zana nodded, turned and left, calling up one of her companions, Mako.
"Hey Zana. What's the job?" Mako asked.
"Were storming Tython, stealing a sith holocron under the nose of the jedi." Zana replied, her voice simple.
"Funny. But really what is the mission?" Mako asked, smiling.
Dragothis smiled in amusement as he felt the shock of the Hunters crew run throughout the Force.
So How did you like it? Most of mine have been short, so I tried to make this one extra long. I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter and I will try to get another one out soon.