The Rakata Resurgence Part 1: Hunting of the Hutts.(Private)

[Isaria Prrt]

    5 ABY, Bakura, a terrestrial planet with a common Type I atmosphere. It bore a close resemblance to Alderran, the planet she migrated her Killik guardians to nearly a hundred thousand years ago. Her mission was simple, enter the slums of Salis D'aar and get information about the Hutt Cartel, Sons of the Infini. After that was achieved, she would then enter the group and make her way up the ladder, getting closer to whomever ruled this crime ring. Then and only then, she could find out why they were taking interest in the Kwa and Gree ruins across the system. 

    As the Addo Orizontas approached, the Bakuran Defense Fleet hailed her up. Normally, the Addo Orizontas could combat the Bakuran-Class cruisers, but the Imperial Remnant was assisting them with two Interdictor-class Star Destroyers, 5 Imperial II-Class Star Destroyers... and two mighty Praetor-Class Super Star Destroyers... This was not normal at all. What would cause the Remnant to guard this planet so closely? It's very rare to see Praetors... Especially two of them. I might have to be careful on this one. She laughed, knowing the last time she was careful was when she fought Abeloth 500,000 years ago. Not letting them wait too long, she answered the hail. 


    "Please state your business in the Bakura sector. The The Galactic Imperial Remnant has declared a state of alert due to the street war with the Hutts. All travel in to and out of the system is prohibited unless given consent from the Grand Admiral himself." Well... She told herself with a smile. It was a good idea in thought. "I am HERE to drop off a shipment of supplies for the war effort. There was a mix up a the main station and I was sent instead." While she explained this, she set the cloaking device of her ship on, disguising her as a shipping tug. She waited for a response, as the man came back with a confused tone in his voice. "I'm sorry to intrude, our sensors had you pegged as a smaller ship. Please, you are granted clearance to land within the Hand of God. Do not fiddle with our time, if you may."


    Great... She thought to herself with a tired look, her hair turning blue and her eyes going gray. Nothing bores me more than Imperial processing... But, taking down a Praetor-class star dreadnought would be fun. Reassured, her hair went back to a blonde, and her eyes to a light blue. "Okay, heading there now." Using the coordinates as given, she traversed the fleet and landed within the Hand of God. The Orizontas had the unique ability to form into the exact ship it was cloaking, making it great cover. As she exited her ship, a group of Imperial Navy men ran up to her. "Alright, check her ship for the supplies. Once we verify them we can let her through. Now you, what is your name?"


    Trying to keep from an emotional color change, she kept thinking happy thoughts. If anything did go south, she could hail Khall and have her own fleet arrive and take them on head first. "I am Gail MacGrath, freelance shipping unit working with the Imperial Navy. I was contracted by the people of Jabiim to give you these supplies for the people of Bakura." Laughing, the lead man checked her background. Luckily, she actually had done work for the Imperials as Gail, and Jabiim is way too far off to contact, plus, shipments from Jabiim are normally never announced before they arrive. It was perfect. Though, with this mind train a rolling, she let her hair become sliver and her eyes change to green, her Greed form. Noticing this, the man ordered his man to be ready to fire. "It says here you are Human, but that's not a very Human trait. Explain yourself, now!" 

    "Sad, you had a pretty face, I would have let you live." As she finished, Cortosis blades formed out of the floor and randomly pierced the squad in areas that would cause almost instant death. As the soldiers in the hanger now saw through her disguise, she walked forward, erecting small walls of her special metals to protect her from blaster fire. After she made in to the end of the hanger, the door to to rest of the ship closed on her. So much good that will do you. She stamped the floor and morph stairs going down to a lower level before her. As she walks down, she closed the passage behind her, and sent blades rocketing out of her once protective walls... causing massive causalities. Her new focus ahead, she would now make her way to the bridge.



    As she did, stormtroopers tried their best to stop her, only to be sliced into pieces. She made her way through the halls of the massive ship, looking for the main elevator. After 34 different turns, she found it, across the main hall, guard by the main garrison. "There she is! Stop her from reaching the bridge! The Hand of God and Maximilian must not be compromised!" They always make my job more fun and hard and full of red liquid. This is so fun! Her form returning to it's Happy stage, she walked forward, engaging the first group with her old lightsaber. After slashing a few of them, she used the Force to crush every organ in the Commander's body in a single second, causing blood to run out his mouth, eyes, and ears. As he fell, many Stormtroopers ducked and begged for surrender. 

    Happy with this, she sent out seeking blade stalks to pierce the remaining units that still fought back. She then slowly walked to the elevator. Calling it down, she noticed a trooper cowering next to her. Kneeling down, she smiled at him and kissed his helmet, before patting him on his head. Scaring him even more, he froze and back away. Mind games are very fun. He doesn't even know what to do with himself now. Laughing, the elevator opened up, and she entered, setting course for the bridge. A minute later, she burst through into the hanger, shooting blades into the window of the command center, pulling the men stationed there out into the vacuum. Unlucky, I forgot they didn't receive my resistance to the vacuum of space. 

    As see approached the console, she started firing on the other Praetor, Maximilian. Calling her ship to her, it left the hanger and arrived before the bridge. Before she left, she caught Maximilian in the tractor beam of the Hand of God, before setting a hyperspace course into the ships brother. Getting back into her ship, she fly toward Bakura, looking back to see the Hand of God destroy itself into the now scrap hull of Maximilian, the result caused a wormhole that engulfed the Bakuran Defense Fleet before it closed.

    Landing in the slums space port of Salis D'aar, she hid her lightsaber and dressed like a mercenary, before she walked out into the streets. She noticed an unknown figure had followed her, and she tried not to make that apparent. I know I'm impressive but this much attention is really bad for my cover... As she went by a local Klantoonie merchant, she asked for the nearest local Hutt cantina. He gave her the directions to the Rusty Mynock, and she thanked him before going on her way, over paying on a helmet for the man by 300k. Surprised, the man thanked her in return, and escorted her to the bar-like building. She made her way for the table, ordering two drinks and calling to the person following her. "Instead of stalking a woman, you could have bought her a drink, ya know." She laughed, and placed the drink by the seat beside her, waiting for whomever sat in it.

[Raylon G. LaFleure.]

        Overlooking the now conquered planet of Gree, having annihilated their people for the harsh insolence they imposed on any life form they met, he let his mind rest at peace. Grand Inquisitor Dooku, the first successful test subject for Lady Versilence's Lazarus Initiative. He was now mostly in control of this new army. Unlike before, he had the power of the Gods on his side, too. With his ex-master, Palpatine now laid to rest, he could focus on the Jedi. He never wanted to be a Sith Lord, it was just the guise he took to set up Palpatine's master plan. He only left the Jedi because he felt they were not doing the right things. It was an insult to his work with the order, especially after what happened with the True Mandalorians at Galidraan.


        "Are we going to train, or should I reschedule, throwing off the entire Knights Order of the Royal Honor Guards?" Ah, yes. Lady Versilence's impatient other half, Aaron Shall. The second subject of Lazarus Initiative. A man with great potential, should he actually pay more attention. "But of course, we can't have our most elite group of individuals be led by a man who would, simply wave his sword about. Now, today we will delve into the unique basics of Makash-" "If we could just get on with it, please? You're under the faint misconception that I care for the Jedi's ways, or even that of the Sith." Watching Shall ready his Force Eater in the common Makashi salute, he waited for Dooku's response. "The attitude of a Sith Lord and the stature of a Jedi master. But words are nothing, and I still sense fear in you. You are no leader." Activating his blade on training level, Dooku also signed with the Makashi salute, before jumping down onto the Chorista's main bridge platform. As Shall took a step forward with a traditional stabbing strike, Dooku countered and set forth several strike, which Shall blocked expertly.


    "Makashi is mainly used as a defense against a being with Force sensitive traits, such as the Jedi or Sith. It was taught to only be used against a foe wielding a lightsaber or the Force. Imrpoving on this method, I factored it into all situations." Shall again attacked, only to be blocked and countered again. Blocking more, Shall side stepped and went for Dooku's legs. Moving backward, he found himself defending a large flurry from the eager man. "You still show that you are young in both mind and body." Backed into a wall, Dooku continued to fend off the assault. "I was alived LONG before you, Dooku. I need not to be talked down by those younger than ME." Still backed against the wall, he easily blocked all attacks incoming by the cocky foe. "Indeed?"

    During one attack, Dooku flipped the man's Force Eater upwards, kicking him in the leg with the Force, before performing Shii, stunning the man's arm and leg in quick succession. "You may have been alive before me, but you haven't lived longer than me. Thus you tend to be bullheaded and even with your Cortosis armor, a Jedi will easily target your openings. Anger is useful, so long as it is not used against you." Deactivating his blade, Dooku returns to the Observation Deck of the Chorista. Listening to Shall curse himself, Dooku smiled a little. One does not simply feed wisdom to others, he let's them soak it in themselves. "Please, return to your Honor Guard and grant them my teachings. You are improving, and can no doubt defeat multiple Dark Jedi if need be-"

    Just as he was telling off Shall, an Imperial Fleet appeared before the Grand Inquisitional Fleet. 4 Imperial II-class, an Interdictor-class, two Praetor-class, and something truly fierce... A Sovereign-Class Super Star Dreadnought. "Ready your men, this is clearly a diversionary method. In guise of this assault they will try to board the Chorista!" Not waiting for his reaction, Dooku brought up the Fleet Command menu and ordered the Celestial Starfleet. "Retain normal Fleet formation. Once they get closer, expand slighty to flank them. Before they know it, we will have surrounded them and cut them off. Use the their Interdictor's Gravity Well Generator to OUR advantage... This is a battle they will not escape." Just as he finished, he spotted a New Republic Fleet arriving, and in tow was the famous Home One.



Hailed by the Empire first, he allowed them to pass. "By order of the Imperial Remnant, you are to surrender now or be destroyed." Keeping a stern face, the Grand Inquisitor laid out his retort. "Are you so sure?" Readying the Chorista's main gun, the whole ship lit up as he shot a massive direct anti-ionized blast at one of the Praetors, destroying it instantly. As the bigger New Republic fleet engaged the Empire, their Sovereign-class showed it's teeth too, shooting it's Eclipse-class energy gun, destroying a Mon Calimari cruiser flanking the right of Home One. As all sides spread out their fleet, the mighty battle began. This should be quite interesting, indeed.