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A/N: A preview for an upcoming story.

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...

STAR WARS

Knights of the Old Republic III: The Jedi Masters

It is a rare time of healing in the galaxy. After defeating the remnants of Revan's Sith Empire, the Jedi Order have reestablished themselves under the Jedi Exile, slowly rebuilding from the devastation caused by the Jedi Civil War. Many Force sensitives gather at the Jedi Enclave on Dantooine to train in the ways of the Force and become the Republic's guardians.

However, darkness looms over the horizon as a new threat emerges. The Jedi Exile remembered Darth Traya's warning of the True Sith, remnants of the Sith Empire from the Great Hyperspace, hiding in the Unknown Regions. Revan, the former Dark Lord of the Sith, left the known regions of space to fight them, but did not return.

Now finished training her companions, the Jedi Exile plans to leave for Telos before heading into the Unknown Regions in search for Revan. Unknown to the Exile, he carries out his fight with the True Sith...

In the Unknown Regions of the galaxy, a capital ship floated in the black abyss of space, its engines blaring with life. The design of the ship was similar to that of the Republic's Centurion-class battle cruisers with the wedge-shape of the body and the command tower on the back. Though unknown to the Republic, others would recognize it as a Harrower-class Dreadnaught.

It was not alone for the dreadnaught hovered next to what appeared to be another Harrower-class Dreadnaught, but this one seemed to be more damaged. The ship was covered in scorch marks from turbolasers, and small bits of the durasteel plating had been blown off into space. Almost every bit of the dreadnaught seemed to be damaged, even the hangar that was supposed to carry fighters and other small freighters.

On board the bridge of the damage dreadnaught, its crew were either lying dead on the ground, or at the mercy of their captors. The crew were comprised of multiple species: humans, the blue-skinned Chiss, Rodians, Zabraks, and Twi'leks. They all wore black uniforms comprised of shirts and pants with matching boots and plates of armor on their chest.

Their captors seemed to be troopers, who wore a black body gloves underneath the armored plates on their arms, legs, and chest. Each trooper's helmet was black with a black T-shaped visor and a grilled mouth plate on gray face plate to give it a more skeletal look. Most had their armored colored black, while a few had their armor colored red to show their superior military status. They all carried blaster rifles in their hands, some keeping their rifles aimed at the prisoners.

Standing triumphantly over the corpse of the ship's human captain was a massive figure, apparently a member of the Pureblood Sith race. It was readily evident with the red skin complexion, the yellow eyes, the tendrils hanging from his cheeks, and his bald head. The Pureblood Sith wore black armor all over his body, much like the troopers under his command, yet it was more customized to fit him, such as the skeletal horns sticking from his gauntlets and large, triangular shoulder pads. Hanging from his back was a black cloak, comprised of a cape and hood, while his lightsaber hung from the black, metallic belt around his waist.

One of the red armored troopers, a commando, stepped in front of the Pureblood Sith to report, "The ship is ours Lord Scourge. Any attempt of resistance has been crushed."

The yellow eyes of the Sith named Scourge stared at the commando in front of him. "Any of the escape pods have been jettisoned?"

"No sir, but the ship's computer does state one of the freighters had left before it engaged us."

Scourge snarled at that answer, but he knew that striking out at the commando would not do any good, so he simply waved his hand to dismiss the commando. "Very well, you may return to your duties."

Once the red-armored commando left the presence of the Sith, Scourge reached for the back of his belt and removed a small, circular disk that he recognized as a holo-communicator. It let out a series of high-pitched beeps before a small holographic image of a human emerged. Like Scourge, the human was a Sith Lord with his yellow eyes on the bald head, as well as the lightsaber hanging from his belt. He wore similar armor, but it did not have any skeletal horns, the shoulder pads were shaped like quadrilaterals, and over his mouth was a black, respirator to let him breath.

"What do you have to report, Lord Scourge?" the man ordered, his voice filtered through the respirator he wore.

Looking at the human Sith Lord, Scourge replied, "The traitor has escaped, Lord Malgus. We have eliminated the last of his forces, but he will most likely return to the Republic."

"I see," the human Sith, identified as Malgus, stated. "It does not matter. The emperor has ordered for our fleet to head to Republic space."

Scourge could not help but stare at Malgus with surprise at that order. "So soon?" he questioned. "We still needs to rebuild after the traitor's rebellion!"

Malgus' holographic form crossed his arms over his chest as his eyes narrowed at the Pureblood Sith. "You dare question the emperor?"

Not wanting to face the wrath of his emperor, Scourge shook his head somewhat frantically. "No, Lord Malgus," he replied. "I shall join with the fleet as soon as I can."

"Very well, Scourge," Malgus spoke, his voice filled with satisfaction. "See that you do."

With that, the image of Malgus flickered before it retreated back into the holo-communicator, ending the transmission between the two Sith Lords. Scourge then turned his attention to his troopers, waiting for them to finish up their job so he could carry out his orders.

A/N: And that's it! Please leave your comments in the reviews, and if you have any criticism, please let it be constructive! Now, this story is NOT up for adoption.

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