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JW-Titus Registered: May '04	Date Posted: 12/24/04 2:57pm Subject: 'The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores'--NEW Chapter Updated May 9th, 2008 - Date Edited: 5/10 12:42pm (27 edits total) Edited By: JW-Titus
	The 'Star Wars: The Sith Wars' Book series takes place approximately 1,000 years before the events of 'Star Wars: Episode I: The Phantom Menace'. Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores Chapter One The angular shuttle emerged from hyperspace a short distance away from the night side of the lifeless, brown planetoid and swooped towards it like a hawkbat on the hunt. Red exhaust shot out of its dual engines in two comet-like tails that slowly faded into the darkness of space behind it. Nebula clouds of swirling blues and whites hung dim and still nearby; their eerie glow adding to the empty feel in this uncivilized sector of the galaxy. No one would have expected anything of significance to be happening out here in the middle of nowhere. Which was exactly what those that were there were counting on. Admiral Ondi, Chief Commandant of the Vishovi Coalition's military forces, stood precise and rigid at the large view port in his personal chambers with hands clasped firm behind his back. His red uniform, with its golden shoulder tassels and black trim, was without crease and fit snugly on his tall, thin frame. Its gold buttons glimmered, the black, calf-high boots gleamed with a deep shine, and the dazzling display of metals on his breast drew automatic attention to themselves. His black hair, graying at the temples, was cut exactly to Vishovi military regulations and not a strand lay out of place. His thin, well-trimmed mustache was against military code, but being Commandant he was afforded some...liberties. Admiral Ondi appeared the exact definition of a Vishovi military leader, and he acted with equal shrewdness. His hook-nosed and thin-lipped face was intense as narrowed eyes inspected the moon-sized asteroid suspended in space outside the viewport. Pockets of light could be seen in clustered bursts across its surface, giving the impression of large cities populating the rock. But the concentrations of light weren't cities. They were vast ore mining camps. Millions of slaves toiled down in the mines of the asteroid wearing low-atmosphere, low-gravity suits. These slaves lead perilous lives because the giant mining machines they worked alongside held no regard for their safety, and they often rolled or dug right over the slaves if they got in their path. Several of Ondi's enemies were down there on the asteroid. He often thought about their plight with great satisfaction and a contemptuous sneer. They had learned the awful price of daring to get in his way, and would forever know that it was he that had bested them. His attention drifted from the planetoid's surface to the large cluster of ore-refinery freighters suspended in space above it. These ships were rough in appearance without any hull plating or other outward cosmetics and looked like nothing more than criss-crossing, skeletal framings of pipes and beams. These ships had been built as inexpensively and quickly as possible, so they lacked hyperdrive engines and had only minimal life-support systems for their small crews. Functionality was their main purpose, not comfort. Hundreds of shuttles ferried back and forth from the surface of the asteroid carrying cargo holds filled with the raw ore. They dumped the ore into cargo bays on the refineries, then returned to the surface for another load in a never-ending cycle. As his shuttle sped over the asteroid's north pole and towards the dayside of the planetoid Ondi inspected yet another long train of cargo shuttles just below him. These shuttles picked up the massive sheets of durasteel made in the refineries and transported them back to the dayside of the asteroid; where they would be put to a very good use. A twinge of pleasure tugged at Ondi's upper lip as he watched the endless machinations outside the viewport, and he stroked his thin mustache with a long finger. "Your surveyors did an excellent job in locating this asteroid, Baron Kran," Ondi said to the rotund being standing next to him. "This rock contains more ore than we could ever use. Well done." Baron Kran, a Gran with three protruding eyestalks and tan, leathery skin, said nothing in return to Ondi's praise. This was an unusual occurrence, as the Gran was typically an annoyingly-talkative being. Yet right now he just stood at Ondi's side with his muzzle clamped shut as his pointed ears twitching nervously. Ondi turned once again to peer at his companion questioningly, and inspected him long and hard. Unlike most Gran, Baron Kran had no neck; just multiple chins of layered fat. As usual, the Baron was dressed in obnoxious, bright robes woven from the most expensive and exotic of materials. He wore the robes loosely in an attempt to conceal his grossly overweight, pear-shaped form, but this only succeeded in making him appear even larger. The Baron was one of the wealthiest beings in the outer rim territories and had both inherited and gained his wealth through his families expansive and powerful business empire--Kran Conglomerate Industries. The company was the largest in Vishovi space and employed billions of beings. It held monopolies in numerous goods and services; the most important of which were the higher technology and starship construction industries. It was because of the conglomerate's prolific activities in starship construction that Ondi and had recruited the baron into his services. And judging by what he was seeing outside his viewport, he knew he had chosen wisely. "They must have been good workers," Ondi continued, trying once again to illicit a response from Baron Kran. "It's a shame they died. Shuttle accident, wasn't it?" Ondi asked, though he knew better than anyone what had actually happened to the surveyors. Secrecy was essential to the success of this operation, so security was airtight. He couldn't have surveyors running around the outer rim blabbing their mouths off about the huge ore supply they had discovered. So, he'd had them sent to the surface of the very rock they had discovered. "A pity an accident should happen to a group of such gifted and dedicated workers," Ondi said with a shake of his head and mock sadness in his tone. "A real pity." Once again his Gran companion said nothing in response to his comments. Turning his attention away from the viewport, Ondi asked, "Why so quiet today, Baron? Are you not pleased to see everything going so well?" Though successful in business, Kran was a rather jumpy and excitable character. And right now Ondi could see that he was trembling. His three eyes were wide with fear as they darted from place to place around the room, and his ears twitched in obvious panic. Wanting to appear calm, the baron clasped his hands across his large belly to steady their shaking, yet this only succeeded in causing his gut to jiggle along with the rest of his trembling form. Admiral Ondi gave a tired sigh. "Baron, what's troubling you this time?" His patience was growing thin. He hated that he had to endure this fool's stupidity and wanted just to be rid of him, but knew that he needed the Baron. For now. So, he bit back his temper and gave the Gran a thin smile. The baron's triple eyestalks darted from Ondi, to the woman standing silent guard at the other side of the room, then quickly to the floor. Raising a swollen hand to shield his mouth from the view of the woman, Kran whispered, "I cannot say. Not here. Not while she is around." He thumbed towards the woman. Ondi turned to look at her, raising an eyebrow. The woman wore a black, leather jumpsuit that accentuated her strong, yet feminine, figure. A blaster holster hung from her slim waist and sat well on the smooth curves of her hips. When it wasn't covered by a black veil, one could see that her thin face was rather beautiful, but the hard, unapproachable look in her sharp brown eyes said that she had no interest in appearing anything of the sort. Her long, dark brown hair was pulled back in a long braid, and her reflexes were as sharp as the two metal swords she wore strapped on her back. "Sasha, wait outside," Ondi ordered. Sasha peered first at Ondi, then to the baron with narrow eyes. Then she gave a curt nod and began to move. Her steps were light and graceful as she walked through the door leading out of the room; the steps of a predator. Once the door was closed, Ondi turned back to Kran and said, "All right. Now, tell me, baron." "It's her and her kind!" the baron exclaimed in his squeaky, high-pitched voice pointing frantically at the door. "I don't trust them! The Sith are dangerous, Admiral, and if you don't understand that then you are...are...well, just plain mad!" The baron took a handful of nervous steps away, then reeled back towards Ondi and continued. "I can't believe I let you talk me into this in the first place. I thought our partners were these warriors...these...these Mandalores! I agreed to build ships for them because they have honor, if nothing else. They are warriors and can be reasoned with and trusted. But you never mentioned the Sith being involved when I signed up! These Mandalores by themselves can be contained, but coupled with the Sith--who knows what might happen?" He buried his bulbous head into his hands and collapsed with a heavy THUD! into a nearby chair. Then, almost in a wail, he said, "I can't believe I could have been so stupid! The Sith will betray us the first chance they get!" "Baron, baron," Ondi soothed. "Do you really think I would put you or I in danger? Never! Stop worrying so much. Everything is going to be fine." "'Everything is going to be fine'," the baron mocked. "How can you say that when she is always lurking around?" he asked pointing towards the door. "Everything is not going to be fine, Ondi! You've allowed several of her kind into the Vishovi systems already, and who knows what they are up to!? I'm surprised she hasn't killed us already! She's a spy, I tell you. A spy!" Ondi was hardly able to bite back his temper. If he didn't need the baron so much, Ondi would have killed him long ago. He hated that he had to put up with this sniveling idiot, but it was a small cost for getting what he wanted so he did. "I understand your apprehension, baron," Ondi said. "Yet you must understand; the Sith are not what you think they are. And neither is Sasha and her companions." "What do you mean? Of course they are what I think they are! They are all murderous sorcerers--just--like--her!" Baron Kran said jabbing a hand towards the door once again. "No, baron," Ondi said. "Her abilities are limited. She isn't powerful enough in the Force to be a Sith. Too low of a midichlorian count. She, like the rest of the Marauders, is a faithful servant of the Sith--not a Sith herself. Sasha and her companions have been assigned to protect us and to ensure that matters within the Vishivi Coalition go as planned, so that is what they'll do. We don't have anything to fear from them." Baron Kran was still trembling and darting worried eyes at the door as he sat in the chair. He looked if he thought Sasha were going to walk in and dispose of him at any moment. But the completely frantic look was now out of his eyes. He seemed almost able to listen to reason now. "And I don't want to hear anything about you tripling your guard again because of all this Sith nonsense," Ondi said. "All you do is make people suspicious." The baron didn't seem to be listening as intently as he'd liked, so he walked over to stand over the seated baron. "You will not ruin all that I have set in place at this final hour! Is that clear?" The baron cowered under his powerful gaze, and his trembling came back in full force. He stood over him for some time, then returned to the viewport and gazed out at the happenings there. "Believe me, baron, I have spent quite a bit of time with the Sith. I can assure you they can be trusted. Why, if I thought they were so dangerous, do you think I would willingly give them so much power? Do you really think I would build an entire armada for them if I thought they couldn't be controlled? I think not," he said with a chuckle. Then, Ondi paused, allowing the baron time to absorb this. "Rest assured, baron. You are safe. The Sith are just a means to an end. A means to an end. If all goes as planned, you will soon have riches beyond your wildest imagination! Just think; when all of this is done Kran Conglomerate Industries will be the corporation of the galaxy. As I promised, you will have complete control over the markets and can charge whatever you wish for your goods and services. The Sith know how prolific you are in business and are eager to help you expand. Think of the limitless riches! Think of the power!" Ondi watched with pleasure as the baron's frightened expression slowly turned to one of contemplation. The mention of money and riches always caught the baron's attention. As he usually did when he was deep in thought, Kran began rubbing a hand along his muzzle. He thought for some time, obviously weighing the pros and cons of the situation. "The one downside is that all of this can only be accomplished with the help of the Sith. Why, who else do you think could defeat the Jedi and their powers? Only the Sith, baron. Only the Sith. We need them. And they need us. We are far too valuable for them to betray. They have honor as well, and they will reward those that serve them without fault. You will see." In the end, greed got the best Baron Kran. "I suppose that since you seem to trust them so much, dealing with the Sith is an acceptable risk. Yes, yes. Most acceptable," he said, rubbing his hands together greedily. "I'm glad you think so," Ondi said, smiling to his reflection in the viewport. A flurry of activity outside caught Ondi's attention as the shuttle came around to the light side of the planetoid. There before him, he beheld a sight most beautiful in his eyes; an immense ship construction yard. Fleets of cargo shuttles and small workforce transports swarmed around the construction yard like insects around a massive hive. Several battlecruisers bristling with weaponry drifted nearby ominously; guarding their unfinished brethren. The battlecruisers were large and aggressive looking and carried deadly firepower. Numerous clusters of crescent-shaped starfighters zipped around the battlecruisers and the outer perimeter of the huge construction site. Ondi watched as four of the starfighters approached his shuttle, then settled into an escort formation around it. He studied the space craft with great satisfaction. It was a beautiful, sleek, and deadly craft equipped with the best and latest technology in blaster cannons, shields and engines. The Mandalorian scientists were exceptional at developing such things and their work was unparalleled, impeccable. Ondi's looked from the starfighters to the battlecruisers and other such capital ships floating in space around his shuttle with envy. He eagerly awaited the day when he would be able to command a fleet of these ships into battle, for he had been studying their capabilities for years now and saw their limitless potential in stratagem. Soon. Very soon..., he thought with a thin smile. The fighters guided the shuttle towards a narrow corridor in the middle of the construction yard, giving Ondi and the baron a spectacular view of the happenings there. Massive skeletal frames hundreds of meters long waited at the fringes of the shipyard for their chance to be completed, while further in were ships near total completion. Flashes of light sparked all across the surfaces of these ships, making them appear to have an electric charge surging over their hulls as enormous hull plates were being welded into place. Further in were ships nearing completion. Their hulls were finished. Their engines were in. All that remained was the completion of their interiors, as well as some minor weapon systems. At this current rate of construction, it appeared that there would be another ten battle cruisers and two more of the slightly smaller Flash Attack cruisers completed in the next few weeks. All was going well and was right on schedule. Looming in the distance and towering above everything else was their destination; a giant space station. Its construction had started prior to any other construction and had taken over five years to build using every crewmember available. It was only after the station was well on its way to completion that work began on the other ships. The enormity of the space station became apparent the closer they got to it. Everything around it paled in comparison. Battleships orbiting nearby were shadowed by its towering height and width, and the tiny blue-white specks that were the engines of starfighters resembled Fire Gnats as they swarmed around the space station in parade formation. Ondi's viewport was soon swallowed by the size of the station. Nothing could be seen out of it now except for an enormous patchwork of hull plating, laser turrets and shield generators. Numerous hanger bays lined the axis of the station and were growing larger by the second as the shuttle approached. These hangers differed greatly in size. Some were only big enough to house one or two shuttles the size of Ondi's, while others were large enough to house a Flash Attack battlecruiser. Though he had seen the station numerous times before, Ondi still marveled at its greatness and contemplated with pleasure the fear and destruction it would deliver to those that dared oppose them. Such a sign of strength and power would demand respect and obedience to all throughout the galaxy. The quartet of escorting fighters peeled off as the shuttle neared its designated hanger. A slight shutter lurched the ship as tractor beams took hold and began pulling it forward on invisible strings. Slowly, the shuttle entered the spacious hanger and began lowering onto its landing skids. With the baron at his side, Ondi watched from the viewport as an honor guard of tan-uniformed Mandalore troops marched into the hanger. The troops split into two separate lines with the greatest of precision and came to attention near the shuttle's hatch. Ondi was impressed that they would do such a thing for him, but then the person the honor guard was intended for entered the hanger; a figure dressed in a black, hooded robe. A Sith. The honor guard snapped to attention as the robed figure walked by with aggressive strides, then stopped to wait near the hatch of the shuttle. Ondi noticed with amusement as the baron began to tremble anew at the sight of the dark figure. "Come, baron. We mustn't keep our host waiting." He began moving towards the door. After a slight hesitation, Kran fell into step behind him; gnawing at his fingernails in fear the whole way. That fear was doubled when they met back up with Sasha at the ship's hatch. The Baron's trembling quickly increased into uncontrolled ripples at being forced into such close proximity with the Marauder, and his eyestalks constantly darted to keep the woman in his field of vision as they waited for the ramp to lower. Ondi worried that the overweight Gran might give himself a heart attack. He would enjoy being rid of the sniveling coward if such a thing happened, but not just yet. He still needed him. Once the ramp finished lowering the three of them walked down through the fog of venting gas; Ondi in the lead. As they reached the bottom of the ramp Ondi peered at the hooded being just meters away with searching eyes. The dark figure exuded a potent sense of authority and menace, as if just the sight of him could force one to obey. Although the hood was drawn down too far to know for sure, he was quite certain he'd never met this Sith before. He was looking forward to it. Any chance to extend his ties within the Dark Order. But the baron moved behind Ondi and followed him as closely as possible--seeking shelter from the being in black. Ondi was surprised when Sasha suddenly walked out in front of him and hurried to the black-clad figure. She fell to her knees at the being's feet; bowing her head low and beginning to mumble something Ondi couldn't quite make out. The robed figure stretched forth a gloved, spindly-fingered hand and touched Sasha on the crown of her head. Sasha's mumbling quieted instantly. She flinched in fear at the touch. Ondi and Baron Kran came to a stop a handful of steps away from Sasha and the Sith, and Ondi watched the spectacle taking place before him with puzzlement. No words were being spoken between Sasha and the Sith, but Ondi felt that, somehow, they were communicating all the same. A twitch suddenly surged through Sashaâ€™s kneeling body. Admiral Ondi leaned slightly to the side to peer at Sasha's face and saw an expression of great pain there. He straightened, eyebrows arched in curiosity as he again inspected the black robed being. Sasha was a loyal servant of the Sith, but Ondi had never seen her so submissive to anyone before. Interesting..., he thought, peering at the Sith before him. The hooded being removed his hand from Sasha's head. She swayed from side to side on her knees; too exhausted to hold herself upright. She braced herself by leaning forward on outstretched arms, gasping quietly for breath. Then, the Sith raised its hooded head to peer at Ondi, and Ondi's blood froze. He showed no outward emotion, but his mind was reeling at what he saw; two glowing, blood-red eyes peering at him from within complete and utter darkness. Baron Kran let loose a scream of terror and ran back up the ramp of the shuttle as quickly as his over-sized body could move, waving his hands wildly in the air. Ondi turned to watch the coward disappear up into the ship's hatch, then returned his gaze to the Sith standing before him. The hooded being's eyes narrowed and he inspected Ondi for several seconds. Then, finally, the Sith gave a slow, wordless nod. Ondi returned the nod with a slight bow, unable to remove his gaze from those eyes and the foreboding darkness surrounding them. "You must forgive my Gran companion, Darth Shi'Dow," Ondi finally said. "He's amongst us for his wealth; not his courage. Nor intelligence. I doubt he has even heard of your species." Darth Shi'Dow was a Darfel; a cousin species of the Delfel and even more rare. Both species evolved with the unique trait of having skin that absorbed all visible light, causing them to appear as shadows and gaining them the unflattering nickname of Wraiths. But somewhere over the course of time the Darfel and Delfel lines had split, with the Darfel obtaining their telltale, glowing, red eyes. Both species were at one time quite numerous throughout the galaxy, but because of their frightful appearance they had been driven into the unknown regions, or simply hunted down and killed. "It is a great pleasure to finally meet you," Ondi said with another bow. "Lord Furia has often spoken of you in our meetings. He holds you in quite high regard." "Indeeeeeeed, Aaaadmiraaaaaaal," Darth Shi'Dow answered. His echo-whisper voice seeped forth from the darkness of his hood, enveloping and penetrating Ondi to his core. The voice sent chills down Ondi's spine. "Shall we go greet Lord Furia?" Ondi suggested, shrugging off the strange effect of the voice. "He is not here," Shi'Dow hissed. "He was needed elsewhere. But nothing has changed. Everything is on schedule, and is to proceed as planned." "Good," Ondi replied, pleased that all was well. "Come, let us conduct our business so that I may depart as soon as possible. I am most anxious to return home, for there is much that needs to be done in Vishovi space and time is growing short." "Perhaps you misunderstand. There is no discussion, Admiral," Shi'Dow said. "All is in place for our next step. I will accompany you back to Qwoon City, and will see to it personally that all goes as planned. We will leave this instant, and I will answer any questions you might have on the way back." Ondi was surprised by this sudden turn of events. He hadn't expected to be escorting a Sith home with him when he had come here today. "Of course. Shall we?" he said, not batting an eye at the sudden turn of events. He stretched forth a hand in the direction of the shuttle's lowered ramp. Shi'Dow nodded and began for the shuttle, his steps heavy and filled with power. Ondi was just about to turn and follow when he saw Sasha walking off in a different direction. "Might I inquire as to were Sasha is going?" he asked. "She has been reassigned," Shi'Dow said simply as he began up into the hatch. Ondi waited for a further explanation, but none came. "I see," he said, following Darth Shi'Dow up the ramp. He was upset to be losing Sasha. She had served him well and he had grown accustomed to her presence. But he knew that the Sith had their reasons, so he would not press the matter. The hatch closed behind him with a hiss of venting gas and hydraulics. As Darth Shi'Dow followed him up to his personal chambers, Ondi thought about what Baron Kran's reaction would be to having the Sith onboard with them. Perhaps he would have a heart attack after all, and Ondi would finally be rid of him. He knew that was probably too optimistic of an aspiration, but he could hope. Whatever his reaction would be, Ondi knew that the Gran would put on a good show. The baron's fear was a useful tool in keeping him under control, but it was also a matter of concern for Ondi. Cowardly as he was, Kran could still be dangerous if pressed too hard or too far, and he seemed close to cracking. If he did, there was no telling what he might do. And now, with an actual Sith returning with them to the Vishovi Coalition's capital, Qwoon City, matters would only get worse. He would have to watch the baron extremely closely over these next few days. He was not going to chance having a fool like him ruin all that he had worked so hard to put into motion. Yet, as he sat behind the desk in his chambers and studied the foreboding, silent Darth Shi'Dow standing and peering out the viewport, Ondi couldn't help but wonder if the baron was right about the Sith. Were they such a threat to him? They were dangerous and couldn't be trusted any further than he could spit; he knew that. But were they plotting against him right now? Had they been from the very beginning? No. They needed him too much to betray him now, or any time soon. He was confident of that. Still, Ondi continued to watch Darth Shi'Dow as the shuttle went into hyperspace, wondering if he were indeed inviting his own doom by allowing the Sith to be so close to him. Stay Tuned!!! -----signature----- Now in the 'Before The Saga' Fan Fiction Forum: 'The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores'
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LadyZaraMarta Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 12/24/04 3:01pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores - Date Edited: 12/24/04 3:17pm (1 edits total) Edited By: LadyZaraMarta
	Congratulations, Master Titus! Dreams of conquest and power. Business & greed. It appears that Ondi is controlled by the Sith and does not realize it??? Thank you! Congratulations on the launch of your new novel! * Just who are you anyway?
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DarthMathicus Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 12/24/04 3:03pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	I hope it's as good as your Rots-novel but anyhow, I'll be enjoying reading this!
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Darth_Mysterious Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 12/24/04 3:06pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	very interesting JW, A nice little start. -----signature----- Nil Satis Nisi Optimum You're an idiot, babe, it's a wonder you still know how to breathe People are fragile things, you should know by now
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Briman Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 12/24/04 3:18pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	It begins at last! Man that was really interesting, I like the Sith Lord in this, chilling. Anyways, congratulations on getting this up! -----signature----- The Force is with you young Skywalker, but you are not a Jedi yet --Vader But all warriors must fall one day-ROSE I
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deine_mutter Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 12/24/04 3:20pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	Good work!
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Jedi_Hunter_505 Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 12/24/04 3:22pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	JW Titus you are the man. Sweet deal. I loved it. Finally at last. One of the best holiday presents. Thank you JW. JH_505 -----signature----- Church: Then Tex beat Jimmy to death with his own skull. Tucker: Wait, that doesn't seem physically possible! Church: That's exactly what Jimmy kept screaming. Pvt. Jimmy: Getting beaten to death with his own skull THIS DOESN'T SEEM PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE!
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 12/24/04 3:24pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	Very interesting and intricate start. I really enjoyed your descriptions and the detail of your plot. Glad to see you here. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 9/22/08 Fragments of Illusion- http://boards.theforce.net/bts/b10475/28456473 updated 8/16/08 Freeze frame - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b10476/27820434 Master to jedidas3 Impeach Bush!
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Jedi_Hunter_505 Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 12/24/04 3:26pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	Merry Christmas all ands have a happy New Year. I will see you all sometime soon (whenever I have time). Bye, Jedi_Hunter_505 -----signature----- Church: Then Tex beat Jimmy to death with his own skull. Tucker: Wait, that doesn't seem physically possible! Church: That's exactly what Jimmy kept screaming. Pvt. Jimmy: Getting beaten to death with his own skull THIS DOESN'T SEEM PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE!
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Darth-Ari Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 12/24/04 3:30pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	nice job JW-Titus, excellent work as always -----signature----- In my experience there is no such thing as luck -Ben Kenobi In time you will learn to trust your feelings then you are invincible -Palpatine No, i am your father -Darth Vader Star Wars on paras - I Member of the Official Darth Vader Fan club
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DarthYoungling Registered: Aug '03	Date Posted: 12/24/04 3:53pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores - Date Edited: 12/24/04 4:37pm (1 edits total) Edited By: DarthYoungling
	Worth Waiting FOR! AWSOME Post JW! -----signature----- Anime is the new COOL Harry Potter, Star Wars, Anime is equivelent to air My P\uppy is cuter than YOUR puppy Don't Hate Discriminate! I will ALWAYS love Star Wars
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Palpatine346 Registered: Jan '04	Date Posted: 12/24/04 4:57pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	Brilliant as always, Lord Titus. Looking forwards to post # 2. Yoo da man. P346 -----signature----- "In time you will learn to trust your feelings...than you will be invincible." Violence is not the answer it is the question. The answer is yes. ~I SDO Darkside Practitioner I~ Death to the JTC.
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LadyWhilla Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 12/24/04 5:08pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	Ooooooooo, very cool! Happy holidays JW. -----signature----- Lady "I followed the yellowbrick road to hell" of the 3SA Sarcasm Knights. Clear skies, Snowball. http://www.phatooine.net/forums/index.php
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RABE_2989 Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 12/24/04 5:51pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	brilliant absolutley brillient and im on page 1 yay yay -----signature----- please visit www.freewebs.com/starwraslatest i like star wars
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LordKnightDarthRPC Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 12/24/04 5:56pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	Excellent!! Can't wait for it to continue. -----signature----- Let's Unite As Americans Irish Fever
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zenasaurusrex Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 12/24/04 6:02pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores
	Excellent JW I cant wait for more. merry Christmas and happy holidays to all. -----signature----- My first fan fic "The awakening of the Sith" http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=21053653&page=1 My new fan fic "The bounty hunter at Ord Mantell" http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/21907759/?0
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