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A/N: This a rough draft of my future story, The Versai Warriors.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...
STAR WARS
The Versai Warriors
About thirty years have passed since the destruction of Second Death Star and the fall of the Galactic Empire. The Rebel Alliance has taken the capital of Corusant and has reformed itself into the New Republic with Leia Organa-Solo as the Chancellor. Many planets join the new government, yet the Imperial Remnant fights the New Republic to bring back the old days of the Empire's rule over the galaxy.
Luke Skywalker leads the new Jedi Knights with the help of his wife, Mara Jade Skywalker, and the Jedi Council. The Jedi assist the galaxy with an academy on Yavin IV and on Ossus to teach new students in the ways of the Force.
Recently, rumors spread across the Core Worlds of ships disappearing near the planets of Hoth and Dromund Kaas. At first, these disappearances went unnoticed until the New Republic lost a few ships near the rumored planets. Thus, the New Republic dispatches the Jedi to investigate these disappearances...
The New Republic capital of Corusant was seen as a shining lights in the galaxy, even during the dark rule of the Galactic Empire. The city-planet was covered in a grayish color from the tall skyscrapers and buildings that encompassed it. From space, one could see the city lights of the New Republic's capital shine from its metropolitan environment. To many sentient beings across the galaxy, Corusant was a sight to behold and place that gave plenty of opportunities.
Leaving the orbit of the planet and passing by the traffic satellites were two ships: the famous Corellian smuggler freighter known as the Millennium Falcon, and the other was a yacht named the Jade Shadow. Both ships distanced themselves from Corusant as they planet appeared to getting smaller and smaller with each passing second. The two ships few through the vaccum of space, careful to not hit each other, thanks to the skills of their respective pilots.
Speaking of pilots, the former smuggler and Rebel Alliance general Han Solo saw in his pilot seat inside the cockpit of his ship with his Wookie companion, Chewbacca, next to him. Han still wore his usual out fit of a black sleeveless vest over his white shirt and blue jeans, but some would not recogize him as the famous hero of the Galactic Civil War. Over the past decades after the end of the Empire, the former smuggler aged and it certainly showed with the small wrinkles on his face and his brown hair had a little bit gray on the sides. As for Chewie, he remained at the prime of his age, since he was apart of the Wookie race that was famous for their longevity as well as their strength.
Han's attention was towards the controls as he flipped a couple of switches before he checked on the navisom on the ship's controls. "Hey Cheiw, can you give me a readout on the Falcon's status?" Han askede his Wookie co-pilot.
Chewbacca let out a soft growl in response before doing as Han requested, checking up on the Falcon. As he did, the Wookie let out a curious growl at the human he owed a life-debt to, making Han reply, "Look, I just want to make sure there's no problems. The last thing I need is for my ship to break down in the middle of some asteroid field!"
When Chewbacca let out an assured roar, Han sighed. "I know Leia has those mechanics fix the Falcon, but I don't trust them! Those guys charged be an extra fifty credits to fix the modulator! They were cheating me, I tell ya!"
The Wookie could not help but let out a small chuckle at that, which Han did his best to ignore. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Han turned around to see Luke Skywalker standing at the entrance of the Falcon's cockpit. Like Han, Luke appeared older with a few gray strands on the sides of his head, but he maintained his look as master of the New Jedi Order. The famous Jedi Master, hero of the Galactic Civil War, and Han's brother-in-law wore his usual, black outfit he wore since the Battle of Endor with a dark, brown robe over it. Hanging from his belt was the lightsaber he constructed after losing his old one in a duel with Darth Vader in Cloud City on Bespin.
"Hey, Luke," Han greeted.
Luke nodded his head to his brother-in-law as he entered the cockpit and stood right behind Han. "Are the coordinates set for Hoth?"
Han looked at the navicom to be sure before he answered, "Yep, they are." He looked over his should ater Luke, asking, "Where's Jacen and Jaina? I thought they were in the bunkers."
"They were," Luke replied. "They should be showing up in a few moments."
"Well, they should come up here," Han said. "Mara wants to have a word with us before we head off. Best if they show up."
"Already here dad!" a cheerful voice proclaimed.
The trio turned their heads to see two more people at the entrance of the cockpit; both of them were in their early twenties and had the same fair skin complexion. One was a young man with brown eyes as well as brown hair that looked a lot like Han's. The other was a young womn with brown hair and eyes, much like the young man, but her hair went down to her shoulders. They both wore their Jedi uniforms that was comprised of a brown robe over a white shirt and pants with their respective lightsabers hanging from their belts. They were Jedi Knights Jacen and Jaina Solo, the twin children of Han and Leia Organa-Solo.
Han grinned at his children. "What took you?"
"Sorry dad," Jaina spoke as she sat down on one of the chairs, "but Jacen wouldn't stop telling jokes."
"You just have no sense of humor!" quipped Jacen as he sat behind Chewbacca.
Luke smiled at his nephew and niece's banter before he noticed one of the lights on the Falcon's controls were blinking and he knew what it meant. Tapping his brother-in-law on the shoulder, Luke informed him, "Hey Han, we've got an incoming transmission."
Han momentarily looked at Luke before noticing the blinking lights as well. "Must be from Mara," he muttered before he flipped a switch on the control panel.
The holographic image of Mara Jade-Skywalker appeared on the holoprojector that was conveniently placed between Han and Chewbacca. Luke's wife had a fair complexion with red hair that went down to her shoulder blades as well as green eyes, hence the "Jade" part in her name. She wore a gray flight suit comprised of a shirt and pants that were held up by her black belt. The lightsaber that hung from her belt was Luke's old lightsaber that Obi-Wan Kenobi gave to him on Tatooine thirty years ago. "Hey Solo," Mara announced, "My ship's ready for the trip to Dromund Kaas. You guys ready for Hoth?"
Han nodded. "We are."
Before Mara could reply, Luke interrupted, "You sure you're going to be alright, Mara? Maybe you should have someone come with you, just in case."
Mara rolled her eyes at her husband's concerns. "Skywalker, I'll be fine. It's not the first time I went there. Besides, you should be more worried about our son."
"Ben's fine, Aunt Mara," Jacen intervened n his uncle's behalf. "He's got Anakin, and Tenel Ka looking after him."
"Maybe, but it'll take more than your little brother and you girlfriend to look after him," she said as she crossed her arms.
"We'll worry about it later," Luke intervened, not wanting to delay their mission any longer. "If you find anything strange, contact us or Leia."
"You got it," Mara nodded.
With that, the transmission was over as Mara's holographic image faded into the holoprojector, and Han began pressing a few buttons, announcing, "Alright, strap in everyone. We'll be taking the jump into hyperspace!"
Immediately, the three Jedi strapped their belts on as Han pulled the lever to send the Millennium Falcon into hyperspace. "Here we go!" Han exclaimed.
Both the Millennium Falcon and the Jade Shadow left the region of space near Corusant and entered their respective hyperspace lanes.
Meanwhile, dozens over hovercraft carriers flew in the metropolitan city of Corusant, their pilots paying little attention to the Chancellor's apartment inside the building they passed. They were too focused with meaningless traffic to notice the window sill right outside of Leia's home.
Inside the apartment was the Chancellor of the New Republic herself as Leia walked back and forth across the red carpet. She still carried come of her youthful beauty, and she had her brown hair tied into a bun on the back of her head. Leia wore the white robes of the Chancellor, which once belong to her predecessor, Mon Mothma. She was not alone as her young son, Anakin Solo, and Tenel Ka Djo, the princess of the Hapes Consortium. "Mom, relax!" the youngest in the Solo family said. "Dad and Chewie will be fine. They have Jaina, Jacen, and Uncle Luke with them."
Anakin looked much like his father with the face and blue eyes, but ahd his mother's dark brown hair. He wore a borwn shirt and pants with a black shoes as well as a black belt, where his lightsaber hung from.
"Anakin is right," Tenel Ka agreed. "Master Skywalker is powerful in the Force as are Jain and Jacen."
Tenel Ka was around the same age as Anakin's older siblings with bright red-orange hair that went down to her shoulders. She wore a black shirt with green sleeves that appeared to be made out of scales, and black pants. Hanging from her gray belt was Tenel Ka's lightsaber that was made fomr a rancor's tooth. She would seem normal if it were not for the fact that she did not have a left forearm. That was the result of an accident that involved Jacen slicing off Tenel Ka's arm during a sparring match when Tenel Ka's lightsaber malfunctioned. Tenel Ka was the princess of the Hapan Consortium, a group of planets under a monarchy, that was a part of the New Republic.
Leia stopped walking around the floor of her apartment and look at the two Jedi. "I know," she sighed, "but with our ships disappearing, and the Imperial Remnant fleet fathering near Sollust, I can't help it!"
"These sudden disappearances do bring up some cause for concern," Tenel Ka admitted, "but knowing both Masters Luke and Mara, they have taken care of worst situations before."
The Chancellor of the New Republic's could not help but nod her head at that as she recounted the many times she and the others were put into numerous deadly situations. From the rescue on Death Star to the Battle Endor to even the threat of the Chiss Grand Admiral Thrawn, they were able to overcome such obstacles. Still, Leia felt that there was something ominous about these disappearances. Where it was her feminine intuition or the Force, Leia was not sure, but she knew well that Luke, Mara, and her family were only mortal, even with the Force.
Before anyone could say anything, a quite voice called out, "Aunt Leia?"
Leia turned her head, as did Anakin and Tenel Ka, to see a familiar little form standing at the door. "Ben, what are you doing here?" Leia asked. "Shouldn't you be with 3P0 and R2?"
Five-year-old Ben Skywalker stood at the entrance to the living room. He wore white pants and a blue shirt. Though young, he looked a little like his father, and he had his mother's red hair. Ben's blue eyes stared at his aunt as ell as his cousin and the Hapan Princess. Stepping forwards, Ben answered, "I was, but they were boring. I came here to have fun with you."
Leia gave her toddler nephew a soft smile as she bent down to be at the same eye level. "I would love to Ben, but I can't." Taking a small glance at Anakin and Tenel Ka, Leia told Ben, "Maybe Anakin and Tenel Ka can play with you."
Anakin shrugged at that as he and Tenel Ka stood up from the couch they sat on. "I'm fine with that." Looking at the Hapan Princess, he asked, "About 'bout you?"
Tenel Ka replied, "I believe it would help Mrs. Solo if we took care of Ben."
"Thank you," Leia smiled at the two Jedi.
Anakin and Tenel Ka approached the toddler, and held onto his hands, leaving the apartment. As soon as they left, Leia turned around and sighed with the relief that she could get back to work.
"Mistress Leia! Mistress Leia!"
Leia rolled her eyes in frustration, and turned around to see the golden protocol droid, C-3P0 with the the astromech known as R2-D2. "Yes 3P0?"
"Mistress Leia, please do pardon us for this intrusion, but we were wondering where young Master Ben is?" 3P0 asaked.
"He's with Anakin and Tenel Ka," she replied.
"Is he now?" 3P0 asked with astonishment.
R2 let out a small whirl, which was the equivalent of an exasperated grown, before he beeped at the protocol droid. 3P0 turne dhis head towards his little companion. "You mean you saw them leaving as we entered? Why didn't you say anything?"
When R2 replied with a high-pitched beep, 3P0 raised his voice, "Watch you language! It's bad enough young Master Jacen and Mistress Jaina have picked up your foul language! I don't want Master Ben to hear that too! A few moments, C-3P0 added, "And I have good photorecptors, thank you very much!"
Thought Leia was a little under under stress, she was glad to have 3P0 and R2's banter take her mind off of things. "Is there anythign else?" she asked, her words bringing the two droids' attention towards her.
"No mistress Leia," 3P0 answered.
"Well then," Leia said as she grabbed a datapad on her desk. "I need you to run some errands for me. The list is on this datapad."
When Leia handed the datapad to 3P0, the golden protocol droid said, "We will start immediately. Come along, R2."
The astromech droid let out a small whirl as it followed 3P0 out of Leia's apartment. Once they were gone, Leia turned back around towards her desk, her mind still on the safety of her family. She could only hope they were alright.
In the Unknown Regions of place lies a planet lost to the rest of the galaxy for centuries. It had a tropical environment that had large landmasses filled with lush, green plants. From the orbit, all anyone would see was a blue sphere with small clouds in its atmosphere. However, the planet was not by itself as there were a dozen of ships in orbit. The ships were of unknown origins with its designs similar to a Derriphan-class battleships of the Old Sith Empire. They were all covered in a dark grayish color and appeared to be well-equipped.
On board one of the ships, the bridge was filled with a cre of species that was thought to be extinct to the known galaxy, much like the ship they were in. The aliens stood two meters tall with amphibian features, such as they slimy skin colored with green, red, or gray. Their thin heads had two horizontally-slit black eyes that came of the sides. Most wore dark red clothing that covered their chest and back with black pads on their shoulders. They all manned the control panels that were placed around the main platform.
Standing on the platform was one who was the same species of those at the controls. The alien stood on the platform, his eyes staring out into space. He had red skin, like some of the crew, but his outfit was black, instead of dark red, with a black cape hanging from the shoulder pads. Hanging from his right hip was a sword sheathed in a brown scabbard.
Though the alien's focus was towards the spacial void outside the window, he could sense through the Force one of the crew approaching from behind. "Why do you disturb me?" the alien questioned, his deep, arrogant tone echoing across the bridge.
The lone crew mere responded, "Emperor, our scouts on Dromund Kass have reported they have have found the temple."
The alien, identified as the emperor, simply stood there with his back facing the crew member. "And what of the scouts on Hoth?" he asked, his tone not faltering the slightest.
The crew member hesitated for a moment before answering, "They have been driven back, emperor."
Bring his amphibious lips to a snarl, the emperor spoke, "By the Versai." It was not a question.
"Yes, emperor," the crew member nodded. "What is your command?"
Turning around to face his subordinate, the emperor commanded, "Take the Builder's Legacy with you to Hoth and destroy the Versai."
The crew member blinked at his emperor. "Is it wise to removed one of our captial ships from the fleet?"
Soon, the crew member felt the air entering his throat becoming thinner and thinner as an invisible force grasped his throat. The crew member placed both his webbed hands to grasp his throat in attempt to breath, despite it was futile. "F-forgive me, emperor!" he was able to say as he tried to breathe. "I meant no disrespect! I-I will do as you command!"
When he said that, the crew member found a rush of oxygen entering his throat, and he collapsed onto his hands and knees as he tried to take large gulps of air. As the crew member tried to breath, the emperor turned around with his back facing his subordinate. "See that you do, Commander Orusa," the emperor spoke.
After catching his breath, Orusa stood up and cleared his throat before he inquired, "Is there anything else emperor?"
"Take Ilawa with you," the emperor responded.
Though surprised, Orusa bowed and said, "I will make sure no harm comes to your son, my emperor."
"You underestimate him, commander," the emperor spoke in a dark tone. Orusa thought the emperor would lash out at him again for his words, but the emperor simply continued. "He is stronger than you, or any of your men! HE is more than capable of handing any threat by himself."
"Understood," Orusa nodded. "I shall inform and we'll leave when ready."
At this point, the emperor no longer cared of what Orusa had to say. "See that you do."
Once again bowing, Orusa turned around to leave the bridge as he exited through the silver doors that slid open when he approached them. When the doors slid shut behind Orusa, the emperor closed his horizontally-slit eyes, stretching his senses into the Force. Though lightyears away from either Hoth or Dromund Kaas, he could sense his forces in orbit of their respective planets.
A few moments passed until the emperor opened his black eyes to stare at the abyss of space. It will not be long now, he thought. Soon it will all be mine!
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. Thank you.
Raika out!