Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Maldrood's Might. Enjoy the 800-word chapter. I do not own Star Wars, Lucas Arts do.
The clack of stormtrooper boots upon his flagship did not surprise him, not once did it take away from the fact that he was within his tormented soul… That every little if anything could be done to fix it.
What could and would be done was irrelevant and it was clear at the end of the day it would always be irrelevant. All of it seemed only to interest him in a single way shape or form.
All of it disgusted and disturbed him as the warlord who had taken command of the fledging new Greater Maldrood. Ever since the emperor had croaked, a thousand voices proclaimed themselves to be the new one and it only made him roll his eyes more and more.
Whatever came next? They had a LOT more to see and do, something that continued to end more and more as of the moment, a mercy of what to try and figure out as of now.
Perhaps whatever else this end brought would bother them at the end of the day. It all seemed to try and figure out.
All of it ended again and again at the end of the day, they had a LOT more to see and do… Something that could and would need to see coming, for now, something about it all bothered the warrior.
The war would test them for now as he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth… If he did not act? It would all fall apart if he did not fight. They would all die sooner or later which meant more and more chaos.
He sighed and looked out the window of his cruiser, unsure of what to say and unwilling to do for now to end it.
There was just too much to deal with too much to see and do and so little that it hurt at the same time, knowing what was ending and what was starting was beyond him.
Something this advanced bothered him in ways he could not afford to deal with now and against the rest of the world.
This was something that he could be able to end more and more as he sighed once more, utterly able to end it for now and knowing more and more that these sorts of problems would more and more.
They would need to relax once more as he hummed, unable to relax more and more with each passing second of each little day, unsure and unnoticing of what was coming and going… That sort of thing rarely did justice to what he could relax more and more upon the time being.
They had a lot more to try and figure something out as he seemed to be more and more tired as he would be able to try and figure something out.
There were a lot of issues that he could be dealing with, perhaps this would be ended at this problem he yawned to himself, tired for now as he glanced downward before he sighed to himself as he clicked his fingers against one another.
He had a lot more plans that could be dealt with before he sighed again and again. It was going to be very damn hard to try and end it but he supposed at some rate he had very little to have lost at the end of the day. So much it hurt and could continue to hurt them for now and until the end of all time.
He did not even see the next punch coming, too interested, and fascinated at the idea of something he could not allow to happen for several reasons.
It had been hard and next to impossible to deal with the fact that their species had been taken out… That the rest of their kind had followed suit soon after, there was nothing next to it at the end of the day. All he could do to bring it down was this.
And all he had left was this…. Even then? He did not want it to have been so and been in the way it could have been, he had no real qualms against such a thing and would continue to have done so for now.
There was more left… And a lot more to have done for now at the end of the day sadly.
Author Notes
Phew. The first chapter is done! I want to point out that the next chapter will be in 2-10 months and will be 900-6500 words and will end up showing the Maldrood and showing their next move as well as more of the war. Until then? Lighting Wolf is out!
