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The Imperium Will Stay Dead [Sith Empire Dominion of Bastion]

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Darth Adekos

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SARTINAYNIAN SYSTEM
IN ORBIT OF BASTION
HO HO HO, MERRY HIGH DAY
 
Twas' the night before High Day, and all through Bastion, 
The planet was burning, and the Imperium gone.
The people were suffering, but did not despair:
They knew a real Empire would soon be there!
 
The citizens cowered as warlords fought,
Their own selfish gains were all they sought.
So Tyrin Ardik, sitting on his throne,
Dispatched a force to make Bastion his own.
 
And then up in space, the Sith did appear
A massive fleet, to inspire fear!
The warlords, alerted, mobilized soon
Afraid and concerned their stuff would go boom.
 
"I feel physically ill, and I did not think as much was possible." TB-18 stated. "Are you pleased with yourself for constructing this poetic travesty?"
 
In fact, I am, little Tactical Droid!
But I know of all humor, you are sadly devoid.
Now shut your mouth and ready the troops!
Sith victory here must be absolute.

Take it away, Gregor.

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Gregor Gideon was decidedly more anxious for this operation than in previous. The target of Operation Hammer was former Imperium space. Bastion was the spearhead for this mission; edging closer to Gregor's own ancestral home-world - and system - of Dubrillion.

He was unsure, to be honest, why he was so anxious. The fact of the matter was that Gregor had never once stepped foot on his home-world, nor did he harbor any secret allegiance to his ancestral peoples or their lives. But on some level, he was excited at the prospect of bringing them (along with the rest of the galaxy) into the fold, as a member planet of the Sith Empire.

The idea of destroying those traitorous Imperium consorts was pleasant enough for the moment, at the very least. Gregor focused on that, and let the errant feelings towards Dubrillion ebb away.

What he was left with, was the briefing to which he would issue to all forces involved in the Bastion engagement. First things first. Gregor turned his attention to a few of the gathered officers surrounding him.

"General Krezyik is the man in charge of things now. His death will hasten their fall." Gregor tapped a console which displayed a holographic image of the former Imperium capital building on Bastion, complete with a blinking red dot of an icon, indicating the General's suspected command center inside the building. The display also showed the shimmering image of a large statue outside of the building, made in the likeness of their Empress Val'Ryss, to which Gregor made a mental note to annotate for destruction as well. A toppling for show.

The holographic image shifted to a location in the southern reach of the capital city, and the Aurebesh wording displayed indicated this location was a priority Imperium weapons depot. The destruction of which -- or the securing, for that matter, would be of great value -- and diminish the Imperium's capabilities to further resist.

Again the image shifted, this time with multiple flashing icons.

"Civilians are a priority here. These roadblocks," The Sith Knight pointed to the flashing icons at various points along the cities highway system. "are causing major bottlenecks. These men and women are - or will be - loyalists to the true Empire. The blockages are to be destroyed, and civilians free to move to safety in the outskirts of the city or beyond. Do not deviate from this - they are not to be harmed if it can be helped."


He continued, "In the same vein, we have reports of an Imperium zealot, a Major Scroge, attempting to poison the capital city's water supply in order to slow our eventual reconstruction. He is not to be permitted to succeed."

The holo-display switched to show not another location, but instead displayed the likeness of an Imperium officer, noted as Major Hajef.

"This man is a supporter of the Empire, and is prepared to lead his forces against the Imperium. However, a guerrilla incursion the Major has been sustaining against the Imperium loyalists has severely damaged his war-fighting capabilities. We are to make contact and assist him as best we can against another Imperium zealot, a Warlord by the name of Jillik."

Gregor deactivated the holo-display after an additional moment, so the officers around could get a good look.

"This is the beginning of the end for the traitors. Do what must be done. Dismissed."
 



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@Tyrin Ardik @Gregor Gideon

Talon sat in quiet meditation in the belly of one of the large star destroyers. His darklight armor sat on the floor beside him. He awaited orders as the ship moved through space. He along with others in the stormtroopers corps were ready to deploy at a moments notice.

His mind was sharp as he focused on the force and it's many facets. Soon he was sure he would be guided by the darkness to greater power but with out a master he had to train himself. He breathed in and drew deeply on the darkness that permeated everything in the chaotic galaxy. The force rushed through his fibers like a raging inferno and gave him strength. As he sat dwelling in the power of the darkside he could feel it open to him and he had a vision. He saw a krayt dragon being swallowed by gold serpent and a flame dancing on a lake of smoke and he saw himself dueling a strange six legged beast on the tip of a half black half white sword. What did it mean? He would have to wait and see.

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@Gregor Gideon @Talon Vosra @Tyrin Ardik

 

TK-4242 was dead silent, this was going to be a tough one for the 141st, they were fighting their own, ex-141st, but they had to keep their loyalties straight. Their former brothers now were the enemy. 42 gave each member of his squad a pat on the back as  they began the process of loading up into their transport shuttles. Holding an E-11 in one hand he impatiently waited for the munitions specialist to finish loading the ship with their E-Webs and such, which was taking painfully long. When they finally finished the clone turned on his heel and strode into the cargo bay, weapon in hand.


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With the new Emperor in his place, Krag now had the authority to bring in his armies from Gratos to due his bidding. The Empire's troops were weak in the eyes of the egotistical Graug, he would much rather fight by the side of his own kind than submit himself to the worthless member base of the average imperial military. It wasn't that he hated the average imperials, he just hated things that were soft and squishy was all. 

 

"Lord Krag, the ship is nearing its intended position and your forces have been loaded into their transports" a voice of static stated from behind under the massive shadow of Krag, who turned around to face the individual. Not to his surprise, he found that the space behind him was occupied by a tiny tactical droid that the ships captain enjoyed to keep on board. What was it with squishy organics and their droids? On that note, what was it with squishys and their 'holidays'? The time it had taken to travel to Bastion was filled with talk of something called "High Day", conversation that Krag had no way of understanding. Who would give gifts freely to another who had done nothing to deserve it? If things had worked like that on Gratos he would have been demanding that each Graug deliver a mound of meat to him and then be made to watch as he ate it all.

 

"Good, move out of way." Krag said with his primitive basic before pushing the tactical droid aside and marching to the hanger area of his ship. The orders were, once again, to not completely ruin the city that they would be landing in. Things like that were never much fun, he would much rather burn the city to the ground and then have the remaining and enslaved civilians rebuild it again. But no, the Empire wanted their pretty little planet to stay pretty. Blah, what kind of Empire didn't thrive off of the true nature and ferocity of war? If they crushed the city and burned all who resisted it would prove to be a much simpler and easier way to control the population, at least in Krag's mind.

 

The Massive Graug continued to snort and curse to himself as the hanger door came into sight, already the smell of the army beyond was nearly overwhelming. The High General of the Graug and Sith Knight marched onwards, past the double doors which parted in his presence. His eyes scanned over the legions of Graug soldiers as they prepared themselves for battle by having less-than-friendly spars and checking over their primitive gear. As Krag came to a stop at the top of a platform, which overlooked the hanger, he was flanked on either side by his four horde guard soldiers. They were silent other than the Graug equivalent of a salute, a low pitched hiss, as they looked over the soldiers.

 

Soon the Sith would watch in awe as they looked upon true warriors on the battlefield...

 

 

@Gregor Gideon @Tyrin Ardik


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@Tyrin Ardik

 

Tricia didn't have a ship, she didn't even know how to order one about but she was.. awakened. She had been given a gift by Kaine Zambrano and Ashmedai.... She had been given clarity of her life. All the years of it while she looked out the view port and spoke. She had never seen such a world. "What is a fortress world? Is the entire planet one large military base Emperor?" She didn't know how the words were on her tongue but she had sworn her fealty her service tot he empire now. There was no going back, perhaps one day she might see Va;'rysses vision come true but only herself and the ancient sith could see towards that. Let the sith... The sith no they weren't something else, she was with them and stood straight back with her hands behind her back while walking back to be at the heels of the strongest.



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@ Tricia Kalamack

"The Emperor is not in this system, though I will address your queries. He has administrative duties to take care of, and thus cannot appear to wage conquest." TB-18's harsh, mechanical voice sounded from behind Tricia, wherever she was. "Bastion is, normally, a heavily fortified world with many redundant planetary defenses. Hypervelocity guns, shield generators, military encampments... Fortunately, these defenses have fallen into disrepair and are not active due to the failure of the Galactic Imperium. The entire planet, however, is not a fortress. Those parts of the planet that are not urban or militarized is hilly and comprised of many vast plains."

"The city you will be assaulting is the capital of the planet, and usually nigh-impregnable. Several Warlords vying for control and rampant infighting has done much to slacken defenses, though. You will have no trouble landing, unless your pilot is particularly incompetent."


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(OOC. Marik will be acting as IC operation with permission from @Tyrin Ardik )

 

(UNDERGROUND BUNKER BENEATH THE CAPITAL CITY OF BASTION)

 

the siren bleared throughout the cold dark bunker. Bastion had been a war zone since the collapse of the Imperium. many forced had left the system buy many still remained. this in fighting had torn the once grate city apart. 

 

Marik walked into the war room as the sounds of war, like thunder from above echoed through the walls. the dust settled as the rumbling of blaster fire stopped. "hopfully that is the sound of that fool Krezyikdeciding to surrender to the coalition"

he was wearing his officers combat armour and walked up to the young officer who was watching the tactical display of the battle raging above them. the officer was little more then a boy. his voice shaky as he spoke "i..its..its the empire". the words hit Marik like a blaster to the gut. this was impossible, the empire had reacted faster then he had anticipated. placing a hand on the boys shoulder he spoke calmly "contact general Krezyik. we must negotiate a ceasefire so we can focus on fighting the empire, or that fool is going to get us both killed." he walked to the door of the war room "all combat officers are to meet me up top, we must hold the empire of as long as we can. the rest of you are to start the evacuation"



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Command Bridge -- Tulak Hord-class Star Destroyer, Crucius Maledictus

Sartinaynian System

 

A incoming transmission assaulted the communications array of the Spiteful, originating from the rather large warship that had appeared from the blackness behind them. When answered, a hologram of the warship's bridge would appear in a flash of bright blue like a specter of a long dead Sith Lord, casting wicked shadows along the command consoles. Dominating the center of the hologram was a massive throne made entirely out of a black-colored metal, it's back nearly brushing against the ceiling as a flag of the Sith Empire was draped across it. Sitting on this throne was the Sith Lord Kaine Zambrano, overlord of the Empire's most treasured Sector I whose borders were closest to Bastion and it's surrounding worlds, and the Overlord of Sector I looked rather amused, a smirk dominating his scarred features. 

 

"Once again we charge into the fray, eh Gideon? Legions of warriors at the tips of our fingers ready to murder and rape for the glory of the Empire, and what better a target than the old capital of the Imperial Remnant and Galactic Imperium alike? We must show these pretenders who we are, and make them forever remember the sound our jackboots make against their throats. String their soldiers up from streetlamps as we parade their leader's crucified corpses through the city, sending a message to anyone who would think to oppose Imperial might what the dire consequences are. We are the Sith Empire, and we bow to no one." The transmission ended, but the message was clear. Gideon and any surrounding forces could rest assured knowing that one of the three Sith Lords of the Empire had thrown his support in, and had come in person to personally aid them in this conquest.



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Gregor Gideon bowed his head in a show of respect as the holographic display of the Crucius Maledictus's own command bridge came into shimmering existence, along with the Sith Lord whom oversaw the daily operations within Sector One of the Sith Empire, the King of Thule himself, @Kaine Zambrano. And although he was not the personal liege of the Sith Knight, there were few Sith of greater power than his own that Gregor held in high esteem, but this particular one would most likely be amongst the list. His power was great, but tempered with a cunning intellect to which Gregor could respect.

 

"It is time we put an end to this pathetic insurgency, Lord Zambrano. It will be an honor to assist you and your forces." With that said, the transmission was ended from the Crucius Maledictus . But no matter, Gregor knew that the Sith Lord would understand and approve of the sentiment, as this would be yet another highly visible test of the Sith Knight's growing capabilities within the realm of Sith Battle Coordination. The Jedi oft called it Battle Meditation, but it only reinforced their foolishness. Coordination was supremely scarier a word than meditation in the context of warfare. He straightened himself out once more, no longer feeling the need to respectfully appear subservient to his superior Sith. It was not to ingratiate himself unto the Sith Lord, but rather to further instill the proper chain of command into his own subordinates, whom he knew were watching from the peripheralsof their vision. Gregor ruled not necessarily by fear or strength, but by digging into the hearts and minds of his underlings. He would rule by respect, and merely destroy that which would not conform to the demanding standards of Imperial ascendancy.

 

"Inform @TB-18 that I am prepared to begin when necessary." Gregor spoke in the direction of the communications officer, as he approached his command chair and reclaimed his place.

 

This would be his first attempt at coordinating an entire military engagement. The prospect of dominating so many minds, bending them to his own will, supplanting their fears with his strength was... Thrilling... Intoxicating, almost. But Gregor would be ready.



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(The Streets of the Capital - Bastion)

 

Marik emerged into the ash filled streets. the guns that had been running almost non-stop for the last week had turned the once mighty city into a dark and dusty ruin. the silence was broken only by the sounds of civilians trying to to escape the city. the guns and gunner crews now pointed all their attention and barrels to the sky. the city was once thought to be impregnable but now less then a quarter of the planetary defence guns where still active and most where in horrible condition. 

 

the men who flanked Marik had been fighting for far to long, they carried themselves with the pride and strengths of any fighting men. their gear and training made them formidable opponents for the loyalist forces and the other factions who had been squabbling over the planet since the fall of the Imperium, but the prospects of facing sith regulars was not something Marik or his men sought. 

the ground opened up to reveal Mariks personal  AT-AT. she was a latter model and very banged up. the general looked upon the old war machine. if he was to escape from this world, he knew she would have to be left behind. but she still had one last battle in her. the guns where waiting, the solders armed and Mariks men loaded up the last armoured units that remained at their disposal. the race was now on. he had to make it to general general Krezyik before the sith 



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Talon's emerald eyes snapped open and he quickly sprang to his feet. A grin crossed his face and contorted the fresh scar on his right cheek where Jorn Mair had blow a chunk off with a Delta Pistol. He donned his darklight armor and pulled on the helmet before grabbing his standard issue SIW imperator blaster and his imperial issue blaster rifle then headed for the drop ships. His old lightsabers were tucked in their gauntlet harnesses and his newest crimson saber with its black hilt hung at his waist.

He moved quickly thoughts of battle brushing his strong senses and finaly arrived in the hanger where he rallied with the 141st. Talon walked up to @TK-4242.

"They will issue orders soon." Talon said to his fellow Sergeant Major, "which drop ship do you want?"

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@Kaine Zambrano @TB-18

 

Tricia looked at the droid as he spoke and frowned. "I have no idea what that means but I am here to serve." Then she heard a voice and shuddered feeling her voice crack a little. "Lord Kaine you came, I would have thought this was beneath you sir." Still her feet moved towards the hangers to find the pilot and slowly she reached out. The world let her feel everything and everyone while she sneered. They were ants and now scampering away to try and defend against them. There wasn't going to be mercy.... No she would leave them a drooling heap on the ground.



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Bastion. Stronghold of the shattered remnant that called themselves the Galactic Imperium. The schismic split-off from the Empire, whose forces were led by the former Grand Admiral known as Viera Kisep, had been shattered into a multitude of scattered forces. And if there was one thing Bosch hated above all, it was traitors.

 

Shame, really. Admiral Kisep had been an intriguing strategist back in the day, as had Admiral Lussk. But it was Bosch and the Iceni's duty to eradicate every trace of Imperium presence.

 

"Launch all fighters, dropships, and gunships. Bring the Kressh frigates and Massassi corvettes near the surface for bombardment. I want prisoners, captured materiel, and anything you can get your hands on. Once this battle is over, we'll be bringing in Tryton-class Cargo Haulers and their containers to salvage what we can, perhaps get some more information on where they went and what we have to deal with if we face them again."



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The 69th Fleet was here, and Pandeima had been informed of several superb developments already outstanding. Why was she here, then? To take whatever scraps of Imperium technology she could and add them to her collection at Serpena. The planet was being turned into a technological trove of ships, droids, vehicles, and weapons, a veritable pick and choose yard of various odds and ends Circe would use for her own devices. But for now, she had work to do.

 

"The sixty-ninth fleet is here to assist. Launching all fighters and preparing to capture Imperium tech.



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a single cannon fire was heard in the distance, then another, and another. suddenly the air was full of the echo of cannon fire as the sky was lit up with the lights and flashes of the guns throwing up a mass of green light into the path of the incoming ships. it almost looked beautiful as the lights cast dancing shadows in the streets.

marik oped the com of the command station in the AT-AT "sergeant tives, get to loyalist camp and convince them to evacuate. tell them to distry what they can take and get the kriff out of here" the reply came back instantly "yes sir". out of the window Marik could see 2 speeders zoom off into the streets both with a blaster cannon on the back and stormtroopers crammed onto the back tray.

 

marik had no idea how many ships the loyalists had left, they most likely would be launching them now, rather then saving them till they are ready to evacuate. what fools. the Imperium fighters might have been out gunned by most other fighters, but they had speed and could out manuver most ships. enough speed hopefully to make a difference. since the admiralty defected, the remaining fleet had not seen combat. their was alot of fighters and corvettes hidden throughout the city, if only they could fined the crews to fly them. Marik had ordered for damaged Guillotines to be buried in the rubble. the gunner crews were to wait till fighters and landing crafts where right above them, then open fire. they could throw up a barrage that would cut fighters and landing craft to pieces. but marik knew this wouldn't be enough 



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"Ah, Commander, we're picking up some... Strange formations of AA emplacements. Looks like something's buried in the rubble of some parts of the city. Shall we start the orbital bombardment?"

"Are you daft? We'd level half the city." TB-18 snapped at the ensign for suggesting such a ludicrous action. Like it or not, part of TB-18's job was to secure the city intact. "Bring us into position. Barrage the suspected areas with Ion cannon fire. Our forces must penetrate into the city as far as they can. Such emplacements will make it impossible to do so."

The Cynosure groaned as it made course to enter the planet's atmosphere. From there, it could make short work of those mysterious emplacements and then begin to dispatch its own complements of droid forces. This planet would taste the sweet freedom of Imperial liberation, whether they wanted to or not. From the looks of things and how the fragmented ex-Imperium warlords were handling things, they definitely wanted to.


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Sat forward in the pilot's chair in the cockpit of the Csilla's Legacy, resting his elbows on his knees and hands clasped under his chin. He watched as the Cynosure began to enter orbit. He himself sat back, preparing his ship to enter the atmosphere. He reached over to the holocom and quickly powered it up. "Csilla's Legacy heading in behind the Cynosure for cover." He powered up the engines and headed in behind the ship, but left the transimitter on incase he was ordered to proceed to another spot. He reached over to the intercom, speaking into. "Strap in, were entering the atmosphere so expect things to get bumpy." He grinned as he set the intercom down, he had never been one to follow military doctrine to the point, but it mattered not. After all, he got the job done. @Gregor Gideon @TB-18 @Aken Bosch @Kaine Zambrano



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@Talon Vosra 

 

"I'll take the one behind us, see you on the ground Sergeant Major Vosra." TK-4242 responded, snapping a crisp salute to the Imperial Commando and turning on his heel and piling into the S90 MAAT along with the rest of his men. Besides his rifle he packed another weapon, a vibroknife was mounted on his shoulder for when things got up close and personal with the false stormtroopers of the Imperium.

 

"Sir, TK-5632 is having an issue with his E-11." One of his corporal's told him. 42 responded with a curt nod and journeyed over to the young private struggling to get his E-11 together. He placed a hand on the boy's shoulder and stopped him, took the weapon and re-assembled it before handing it back. "Th-th-thank you sir." He stammered. 42 smirked and patted the man on the shoulder reassuringly before taking a seat. Now they waited.


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It seemed no matter where he went the Sith always found a way to take away everything from him. Maybe the Imperium hadn't been what he was looking for since his split with the Republic, but it was all he had now and he intended to protect it. Clad in the black armor that had been originally reserved for only the highest ranking Knights in the Imperium, he sighed heavily looking back to the four or so other Knights that had survived alongside him for so long. Originally there were more of them, granted most of them had been trainees, and the Knights had attempted to quell the fighting between warlords..But to no avail. Many of their number, with no declared ally, were shot and killed on sight even when doing nothing but helping the starving citizens of Bastion...And now the Sith were here. He knew that he might be the only one to come out alive...But he couldn't show fear, not in the face of the Sith. 

 

Fitting the helmet onto his head he looked back to the other four Knights. The Sith were here, and the fight of their lives would begin. "Kill any soldiers in your way, we help any citizen in need from here to the starport, understood?" A solemn nod came from each of them and as Turin moved the heavy durasteel slab with the power of the Force, his Knights entered the ash-filled city above and began their quest.


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