The Return of the King (Don't be shy, jump in)

[Darth Prazutis]

A member of the Crownguard approached the Dark Lord and immediately the look on Prazutis's face changed. Galactic Alliance. The Galactic Alliance military has entered the system with a battle fleet, challenging the gathering of Sith Lords. It was about now that Prazutis had realized just how foolish he had been, such a gathering of Sith Lords and this close to international borders at that. But they hadn't fired yet thankfully, and by now his ships were meshed with the Atrisian Home Defense Fleet. They'd be able to use their ships as shields to cover his way out of the system if they were in fact trigger happy. Prazutis looked toward Mythos then "Looks like thats my cue to depart. We will be in touch Lord Mythos."

The Dark Lord turned and exited the chamber then descending back through the throne room and down the same set of corridors that would take him back to the rear platform where his shuttle and its escorts were waiting. While on the way Prazutis hailed the commanding admiral of his fleet on his encrypted comlink, Admiral Orlock. "Admiral keep all weapons powered down, prepare all ships for a hyperspace jump coordinates set to Panatha were going home." Unlike their first ascension through the palace this time the group moved at a much faster rate, reaching the hangar in just a few minutes where the shuttle was already prepared for his arrival.

Prazutis entered the shuttle and not long after the ship took off into the sky surrounded by an escort of fighters that would act as shields for any incoming fire. To any onlookers clearly the group were in a hurry as they scythed through the skies, moving towards where the Harbinger sat in the atmosphere surrounded both by the Atrisian fleet and then by a flotilla of ships with the Dual Monarchy. The Dark Lord's shuttle moved to dock with the Immortal-Class inside its hangar.

Meanwhile...

Admiral Orlock reached out to [member="Sieb Tevv"] hailing his ship to try and get a hold of the Admiral. Once the channel open he'd speak. "Admiral Tevv, I am Admiral Orlock of the Royal Navy of Panatha. We are not here to risk an intergalactic incident we were just leaving and will be shortly."

 

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The forces of evil could never stand against the might of the Light!

Such a gathering is malcontents could not be allowed so long as Torpedo Sphere yet drew metaphorical breath. As fleet limits did not apply to Torpedo Sphere ( she was, after all, just a Shard with a very large body) the massive mobile space station had no qualms about jumping into open space just above Atrisia!

"Command Admiral!" Her voice sputtered over the comm waves, "I have come to join you in the holy war against the evil Sith oppressors! Together, we shall bring the endless light of the coming dawn! None shall withstand our holy wrath!"

Her primary weapon, a launcher that fired some kind of thermonuclear-chemical-whatsit was pulled from her depths. The phallic weapon was poised to drill straight through this tainted Sith world upon a simple command.

"SAY THE WORD AND I WILL SHOW THEM THE DRILL THAT PIERCES THE HEAVENS!"

[member="Sieb Tevv"]

 

[Rainbow Kitten Sunrise]

BladeRunner stood aboard the vessel with [member="Tarok"] . Blades people had only just begun to master interstellar travel and being aboard ships like this made him... queasy. The Sith next to him began barking orders and Blade felt he would be sick as the freighter lurched forward. He had never experienced this amount of terror in his life...

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Moved.

 

[Mythos]

Much had transpired since the proceedings, Mythos as he expected gathered a legion and them some of Sith Lords and allies from all across the galaxy and he had also brought the Galatic Alliance fleet, illegally, to his borders. This was a situation he could use to his advantage politically, given that Atrisia is a neutral planet and they were in violation of their own laws... yet who was there to enforce them really? The Sanctum held some sort of accountability, some sort of honor, gathered some sort of respect yet the alliance was nothing like the Sanctum. The One Sith, with another hat as Mythos called it. Oppressive, Orwellian and Tyrannical like the republic before them and even more... yet Mythos would not surrender a single grain of Atrisian soil while a single one of his soldiers still drew breath.

He laughed when [member="Darth Erebos"] commented on his death, Mythos did not presume to pull a stunt like that again so he nodded. "Nay my friend, no more hiding for me... no more dwelling in the shadows. We fight, even if we die we fight...." He spoke with regret, now that [member="Darth Prazutis"] took his leave, be it out of fear or precaution... Mythos could only guess as to which. He said only one thing. "Braxus" His words echoed in the halls like the memory of ancient kinds, sorrow and disappointment dripping in each word. "You are still my brother... even if you are His pawn"

He did not expect Braxus to respond, if he did it would be another Braxus Zambrano, one he did not recognize.Now Mythos turned his attention to the massive fleet that loomed over his system, a fleet that swallowed the sky whole and was growing.His eyes narrowed, anger and fury boiling his blood... [member="Darth Mephirium"] had come, along with him the entire legion of Atrisians that had left with him on that fateful day. Joy was palpable, reunions of soldiers and brothers, sisters and mothers, fathers and sons that had not seen each other in years came together again here in Atrisia. Mythos loved his men, his soldiers which he regarded as his own beloved sons and daughters. His wife [member="Serena Bouie"] and his son beside his throne were testament to what Mythos embodied... brotherhood, family and loyalty. If the Galactic Alliance wanted to fight against that, they would fail most certainly and be branded as tyrants which they already were in some worlds.

[member="Kruel Zing"] was someone he had never seen before yet Mythos caught his words like the breeze under his cloak. "You will find me a tough meal to swallow." He said with a smile. Nodding to Mephirium and his students and fellow lords with respect. "You are most welcome and i apologize for the sudden tension in orbit. We will have it dealt with soon enough i assure you." Mephiriums' words made Mythos smile wide and joyfully, truly believing that the brotherhood was the right path. "We die as Brothers Mephirium!"His voice thundered as he stepped from the throne. "Every man, woman and child in Atrisia loves this world as much as i do, Will fight beside me to defend it, to defend our freedom, to fight tyranny and oppression wherever it may be...whatever shape it may take" The Axe of Adas swung mightily on his back, his son falling in line next to him and his mother.


"We will fight, to the death if necessary... They want to bring war to Atrisia, they will find Atrisia is more than capable of fighting back against Tyranny"

@Everyoneandtheirmoverwhoididinttag​

 

[Jaster Awaud]

Moved*

 

[Enma Jayss]

Moved.

 

[Xunduro]

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[Xunduro Starkiller]

(During recent events)

​(P.S, sorry if my inclusion in your story disturbs anyone... I just wanna make my own a reality. Just tell me if it's bothering ya and if it is then I'll try to solve it as best as possible, thanks for your support fellas!!!)​

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​The imperial star destroyers have stopped moving, but they haven't reached a destination... If he attacked now he will surely fail, but what if they stopped BECAUSE they noticed him. Xunduro wasn't too sure if he should engage or retreat. Driven by the dark side, Xunduro wanted to act now. But better sense got a grasp of Xunduro for only a moment... If he attacked now, he would surely be noticed by the empire. ​

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​But it wasn't just the empire he worried about. Dark forces were in the path ahead of him, he felt their presence, their importance, their unbelievable power. Xunduro didn't know what he was dealing with. But a part of him still wanted to explore the destroyers, but then his common sense got hold of him once again... This time with a deeper grasp...​

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​This deeper grasp reminded him of something, perhaps it was the complete peace he found on Ahch-To? When he finally found the Light Side ​and found himself in complete peace, he had the feeling, the emotion, of caring for the consequences of his actions. Was it this feeling holding him back...​

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​BUT THEN HIS THOUGHTS TOOK HIM DEEPER...​

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​​What if the dark forces ahead, could apprentice him? Teach him their ways, so he could gain power for himself. Once he got what he wanted, Xunduro could turn his back on his new masters and start a new empire... Or perhaps he will befriend these people and join their cause? Either way, Xunduro had made a choice...​

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​Xunduro shifted to full assault, as he confronted the destroyers head on... He gained on them extremely quickly, and found the nearest landing dock on the nearest destroyer, with many imperial troopers waiting for him.​

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​Xunduro then blasted his way in the destroyer through the landing dock, killing many of the troopers in his path. Then he proceeded to light his two sabers, both glowed bright with red plasma. As the troopers shot at Xunduro, he used the force to conserve the energies of the blaster bolts. The troopers stopped shooting and froze in complete mesmerisation, as Xunduro blasted the energy back at the troopers using the force. Everyone was made aware of his presence, yet the dark side kept Xunduro (in his mind) limitless with power.​

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​Xunduro made a long, dangerous trip to the bridge. Killing anyone in his path... He suffered an open wound on his left arm, but with the adrenalin in his blood, it barely bothered him at all. Once the bridge was clear, and Xunduro made sure of it, he used the force on the destroyers outside. Using all of his concentration, and all of his strength, he slowly flew one of the destroyers into another. This devastated the imperials advantage, as it killed many troopers that could've helped kill Xunduro, as well as keeping him from escaping through straight gunfire of even blasting his starship in space.. During the time it took Xunduro to do this, reinforcements were already on board.. Now it was time to escape!​

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​Making his way back to the destroyers hangar, Xunduro realized there was more than one. Each hangar was FILLED with imperial troopers, so he had to choose the correct one with his ship. Using the force, Xunduro was able to determine which hangar had his ship. With his luck, of course.. It was the furthest away, and most heavily guarded.​

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​"Damnit, I knew this was a bad idea" ​Xunduro told himself, as he arrived at the hangar. The troopers quickly noticed him, but instead of the usual white armor they wear.. They wore black...​

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​"What are they, elite soldiers?" ​Xunduro asked himself, as the troopers began to fire their weapons.​

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​He knew they were intelligent fighters, so he begun to throw his sabers at them, instead of facing them head on. As well as using his force lightning to stun a few of them so his breath. After clearing them out, Xunduro made his way to his starship, as more troopers appeared. The good news for Xunduro was they weren't as intelligent or skilled as the other soldiers. ​

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​Xunduro escaped the destroyer, leaving the one he escaped to live so the imperial forces could notify higher authorities, hopefully the dark ones he had noticed through the force (Mythos, Darth Prazutis, Darth Erebos) so he could learn their ways, get their attention, or maybe even impress them?​

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