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Beyond - Legends The Legacy of Ar'Kell (New Imperium), Part 1: "Dark Matters" (OC)

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction- Before, Saga, and Beyond' started by Sauron, May 15, 2008.

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  1. Sauron

    Sauron Jedi Youngling star 1

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    This is the first chapter of the New Imperium Plotline, the prologue really, entitled "Dark Matters". Though this initial story takes place just after Episode Three, the plot quickly shifts to a post-RotJ setting, therefore I am posting it here. Expect a new story to be posted possibly once every week (there are 20 stories completed already, 3-4 still yet to be written). These stories feature completely original characters. Only a couple of canonical characters appear in the entire saga, namely Maarek Stele and Kir Kanos. If you prefer canonical characters in a story, then I'm afraid this isn't it.

    If you want to read the other stories in the New Imperium Plotline (The Return), you can go to http://www.newimperium.org and get all the resources, artwork, maps, and extra info that you might want to know about this, the longest and longest-running, most epic Star Wars fan fiction saga ever attempted.

    DARK MATTERS

    Satellite Inos, Capella System

    Year -19 BSW, four days after the end of the clone wars



    The moon Inos hung silently in the black void of space above its parent. From where the Hall of Darkness lay, in the center of a giant crater, the planet Capella filled the starlit sky as the shuttle came in on its approach vector. As the shuttle drew close to the sunken circle of ground upon which the Hall lay, a square of vectoring lights came to life, revealing a landing pad. The newly designed, sterile white Tyderium-class shuttle set down in a smooth landing, then began to descend as it was lowered down into a small underground hanger. Small enough for only a few of such ships, it was nonetheless occupied by several technicians and a score of storm troopers. The former rushed forward as soon as the shuttle came to floor-level, securing the landing docks as the overhead trapdoor slid closed once more. As the room was enveloped in darkness, the storm troopers lined up parallel to the cockpit, forming a pathway that lead to the envoy waiting at the exit. When the red auxiliary lights came on, the troopers were in perfect order.

    The shuttle?s boarding ramp descended, and a dark figure appeared in the hatchway. After a few seconds, it strode down the ramp, booted feet barely making a sound. Envoy Mas felt more than uneasy at seeing the newcomer, and he wiped his sweaty palms on the sides of his pants, knowing it betrayed his nervousness. As the figure approached, Mas could make him out more clearly. The visitor wore a cloak, black as night, covering his hands and extending down to his heels. Standing two meters tall, his head was hooded and his face was so far in shadow that Mas couldn?t see anything of it.

    Standing as straight as he could, Mas gave the figure a respectable bow. After all, the visitor was still to be treated as a dark lord. ?Welcome to Inos, sir. I?ll escort you to the main hallway.?

    He waited a full five seconds for a response, but got none. Turning on his heel, Mas started off, leading the way into the turbolift, not knowing whether he was followed or not. Entering the enclosed lift, Mas turned around. The black-cloaked figure had indeed followed and now stood before him, barely a meter away, yet Mas hadn?t heard a sound. The figure moved near the side of the lift as Envoy Mas punched in the command to take them to surface level. The doors closed, and the turbolift started upward.

    The dark visitor reached up and threw the hood back, revealing his face. Mas involuntarily went back a step. Although he couldn?t tell the age of a Jedi, he guessed that this one was fairly old. The man had short-cropped gray hair, and likewise grew his mustache and beard fairly short over his stern-looking face and squared-off jaw. Only a few spots of black on the gray hinted at its former color. His once handsome face had a small number of scars decorating it.

    ?Time to pacify the elders,? said the Dark Jedi in a sarcastic tone. ?I hate crowded places. Don?t you??

    Envoy Mas swallowed hard, then nodded once.

     
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