A New Bastion (Primeval Dominion of Bastion)

[Boethiah]

"Look onto the pathetic world, what do you see?"​

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"The past. I will be the future."​

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The Primeval Fleet lies above the world of Bastion, once the capital of the Fel Empire-in-exile; this world was important. Now after neglect by Mandalore it is but a relic of a past since lost, six-years she waited; her faith was her weapon but now they are ready. Zealots, Warlords, Champions, Fleets, Armies.... All at her feet and ready to give their blood for the new faith. The Galaxy is not ready for them but they are ready for it, to take what is theirs and to reclaim their heritage. The Gods since lost will soon be found and their kingdom will be taken.

"Grand Executor...", Anja's eyes now gazed at Kadri. The glint of the orange world below reflected off her eye. "Are your ships ready?"

Behind them was the full force of their Armada. Amidst the chaos of recent times, Gulamendis -- their former capital -- had fallen to Chaos. The Faceless One, the First Prophet, had betrayed them and sought to establish himself as the Fifth God. Those loyal to Anja were with her. Promising them all that they take, the Host Lord seeks to become something more. Something far greater than before.

In the hangers of their raze-class landing ships, thousands of Gulandi, Lussk battle droids, and various soldiers and warriors are eagerly awaiting the world below.

"These are our commands. Kill all who resist, burn all who dare, take the former Imperial Palace. Those who submit will be let lived and branded into the March.", Anja's voice was on broadcast to all ships.

"This is where we rise..."​

 

[Mikkel Markov]

Mikkel is sitting in the dropship with a squad of battle droids, himself armored up and carrying two rifles. Ready for action, Mikkel boots up his armor systems and awaits launch.

 

[Dredge]

Yuuzhan Vong living drop pods screeched ti the ground in waves of organic biomass each carrying various creatures of darkness within. They broke atmosphere and began to burn slightly in atmosphere, the pain only drove them and fulfilled their purpose in life. And as they grew closer and closer the skies darkened and the primeval had come to burn this world, to take hold of galaxy in chaos. The pods hit the ground and with a hissing noise the mouths of the creatures opened and out came the nightmares of mankind.

Dredge took the first iron clad step out I to this world and behind him armies of The species he had recruited followed him. He looked at the capital city as the defenses came up and the battle would begin. There would be no theatrics this day, no slaves playing music, no games, only death and destruction.

"KILL THEM ALL!!" The warlord screamed to his men.

And just as simple as that the shock troops of Dredge's army started the beginning of a bloody fight to reach the imperial palace

 

[Ciara]

Redacted because Ciara is in hell. What is this baloney.

 

[Boethiah]

"Dredge has landed and begun his attack."

"Good, I'm glad to see him on my side..", her voice seemed filled with anger. Not towards him, towards what had been happening; to her this was the Gods weakening the Galaxy for her marchers.

The fleet prepared itself and awaited the orders of Grand Executor [member="Kadri Ughad"] , Anja Aj'Rou was on Order's End as her dropship was prepared.

"I want those dropships down.", she said to the Grand Executor -- her eyes were fixed on the world below. Droids in the hanger were being loaded onto her ship, the bodyguard droids Lussk had sold to her.

This should be an easy fight, or so she thought to herself, but so many questions begged answers...

 

[Kitsune]

Kitsune stood aboard the command bridge of the Saboath Destroyer ISS Mikoshi and waited for the invasion of Bastion to begin. A fighter squadron of twelve Saboath Starfighters emerged from the ship and an escort of HMP Droid Gunships flanked the port and starboard sides of the Saboath Destroyer.

She paused for a moment and then stated, "Send down the HMP Droid Gunships and tell them to clear a landing zone for the Saboath Destroyer to allow for full deployment of our forces. It is imperative that this be done with minmal infrastructural damage to the planet. Then, any planetary defenses must be destroyed."

The communications officer nodded before relaying the message to the controllers of the HMP Droid Gunships in the droid command center within the ISS Mikoshi.

 

[Boethiah]

"It seems our latest Warlord has finally shown up..."

"I know nothing of her; but I suppose I can't argue in these circumstances...", there were no wiser words. The Primeval had suffered great losses recently and taking Bastion was a must.

The command deck scrambled to deploy orders whilst Kadri continued to think on tactics instead of giving his initial strategy.

Of course, there was more than that, "Dropships are ready to be deployed.", the intercom announced.

"I'll be down momentarily.", she told the intercom officer.

Fighters were already deployed to skirt the atmosphere before joining the descent.

 

[Kitsune]

As the ISS Mikoshi received sensory information from the HMP Gunships, it was displayed holographically with the additional visual depictions on a variety of monitors. Kitsune carefully observed the landing point, which was a heavily industrialized sector of Bastion which had included the planet's vast stores of metallic resources. The planet's treasury would also be somewhere in this sector as well, as revealed by preliminary intelligence reports.

Traditionally a military based for the Fel Empire and a collection of other militant groups, the Bastion, as the name suggested, was known for its highly developed military complex, including an airtight defense system. Although the HMP Gunships revealed these military emplacements, there was no effort taken to oppose their presence.

Interestingly, the HMP Gunships were able to land unopposed...Strange...Perhaps the deviations in the galaxy had also affected the civilians themselves, with chaos rampant with the "netherworld." Kitsune decided to land immediately upon this thought, "WE LAND. NOW."

 

[Boethiah]

"The survivors on the world have already succumbed to infighting; to your advantage, Host Lord."

"Still, we shouldn't underestimate them...", she pondered. Bastion was a valuable target indeed but maintaining control would require more than just a military. They needed to get rid of any defenses or take control of them. Strategy still played a key role in conquering Bastion.

With that, The Host Lord finally moved along her ship and into the hanger where her Droship awaited. The ship was packed with 42 droids and just enough room for her. If she could count on one thing, it would be their loyalty.

"Let's go.", she ordered the pilot as she entered the ship.

 

[Kitsune]

The Saboath Starfighters dove into the atmosphere and ignited their propulsion systems to full power, descending at greater acceleration and speed. Air superiority, at the moment, was a necessity and reconnaissance of the area was minimal at best. Flying in blind would be suicide.

Descending now was also suicide, but Kitsune had no choice. She had to be the first on the ground. She had to prove herself. The ISS Mikoshi continued its dangerous descent onto the planet of Bastion.

The HMP Droid Gunships patrolled the 10 by 10 kilometer airspace around the landing spot of the ISS Mikoshi, while the twelve Saboath Starfighters split up into squadrons of three to scout out the rest of the area. Kitsune had expected a military response soon, and it was vital to gain more tactical information about the situation.

 

[Boethiah]

Their dropship descended to the surface below, fighters en tow.

Twelve Nemeis droids and Thirty Grunt-series at her side, the drop ramp fell and the soldiers rushed out firing volleys of blaster fire. There was some resistance, the remains of Mandalorians who stayed behind and armed mobs from frightened citizens attacked The Primeval out of fear. No one had any idea what was going on, and everyone suspected the Host Lord had something to do with it.

"Keep going.", Anja ordered her droids as they marched towards the Palace.

 

[Kitsune]

The energy scans of the area revealed the little to no presence of electricity within the entire vicinity. An evacuation perhaps? No, there was no way for Bastion to know of the Primeval's arrival. However, It would definitely explain how and why the weapon emplacements were knocked out. The power generators had failed or were knocked out, reason being unknown and most likely due to the recent events.

But it didn't quite explain fully the lack of defensive response. She looked over the biological scans and paused. Interesting, she thought, they are still here. It seemed that people had barricaded themselves within their homes, and order was well kept within the city: no rioting, no looting, no people within the streets. She would have to assume a centralized police force existed, preventing chaos. Most likely military force, now that she thought about it.

The military most likely is conserving its resources, as they are without a means to energy and a means of obtaining more supplies. They are also more focused, most likely, in the capital city rather than here.

Well, I guess who cares about gold when the world ends? Kitsune thought.

Me.

 

[Dredge]

Running forward with his armies behind him Dredge and his men assaulted the city. Thousands of the primeval troops and he rushed into the land and began to burn what crossed their paths. Civilians ran and citizens screamed for cover as the fury of the gods came down upon them.

"BURN IT ALL TO THE GROUND!!" Dredge cried out as he brought down his sword on a local police officer.

Bastion was weak, it was a blight upon this galaxy and dredge was the cure. The Graug behind behind him roared with happiness and blood lust as they pushed into the city now starting to meet resistance from the local military. The streets light up with blaster fire from both sides and hundreds were caught In the crossfire. Dredge screamed with rage and hatred in his voice and he slaughtered those in his wake. This city would burn until they reached the palace.

 

[Ebenezer]

Ebenezer, a Bleeding Sun of six years. The grand illusionist... or so he liked to think himself.

His amphistaff slithered along the fake arm, poking its head out of the fake robe, it's tongue flicking in and out, tasting the air

"Hush girl, you'll get to eat soon." He said, stroking it on the head

"We are about to be over the edge of the capital city, prepare all units aboard for deployment in 10....9....8"

"Ooh, I've never been in an invasion before. Have you, Farquad?"

Much to Xan's annoyance, after six karking years, he was face to face with this thing again. It was a small galaxy indeed
"No, sir. I've never performed in an invasion before."

"5....4......3....2..."

The doors to the dropship doors began to open, the ship slowing down and descending

"1....GO GO GO GO!"

"Oh, okay then." The croke took the plasma rifle off of its back, and running forth, shooting wildly into the fleeting mandolorians.

 

[Darth Vazela]

Bastion. Vilox Pazela knew the world better than most. Once, he had been in control of an Empire that had spun across the stars. His rivals, hailing from Corellia and Bastion, had also founded their own Empire. The two powers had struggled for dominion for years. It had capitulated at the Battle of Rishi, when he had been defeated by Risuco Bishop.

But these events had yet to happen. It was, in fact, all nonsense if one was to hear it.

Time was a strange thing.

He stood on a skyscraper, overlooking plumes of smoke and fire. Riots had broken out. Such a disorganized universe, that he lived in.

One he sought to change.

 

[Kitsune]

Kitsune commed her droid control center. "Search for the Treasury and secure it at all costs. Minimal structural damage, as the safes could be irreversably damaged elsewise. I'm sending a mechanized company as we speak."

She nodded at the military officer on the ship and he immediately bolted off to the vehicle bay in order to depart. On board of the Saboath Destroyer was six NR-N99 Persuader-class Droid Enforcers and twenty four Single Trooper Aerial Platforms.

The NR-N99 Persuader-class Droid Enforcers were automated by artificial intelligences, but twenty four Samurai stood on board the STAPs.

These Samurai were apart of the Usagi Clan, and specialized in rapid deployment, speed and agility above all. Trained in the arts of Stava and K`thri, they were able to move at super human speeds at the cost of strength.

Armed with Kiyohime-class Blaster Rifles and light armor, these men were specialized in rapid attacking maneuvers and overwhelming enemy defensive positions. In order to accomplish the latter, they utilized Hitodama-class Grenades in order to clear out positions and furthermore, had katana vibroblades to accommodate for close-ranged combat.

 

[Ebenezer]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b11-37Me_a4​

A scream came from one of the Mandolorian soldiers as the plasma made contact with his heart, the resounding gaggle of a man's last breath. How did these Sephi lust for it? That poodoo sounded worse than a luguubra choking on a croke.

These warriors stood their ground, but Ebenezer could feel and see their fear as their blasters lodged into him, and paying him no heed. Indeed, they probably believed that he was some form of Sith lord. But all they had done was shoot gas into something that wasn't real.

Ebenezer thrusted his hand forward, his amphistaff slithering out of the cloak, opening its gaping jaws. The acidic venom sprayed forth into the eyes of one of the soldiers and once more to another. The citizens of this Bastion were falling like flies to the Gulandi charging forth with him. The gods would give them the sweet taste of victory this day.

"Dumb karks losing their heads over defending this hopeless world. Just stand in a line and let us execute you and we could get this over with quickly!"

 

[Dredge]

"DIE!!!" Dredge brought down the mighty bone blade on a bastion soldier and laughed whilst pulling the blade back out from the man's body.

They had secured the first few blocks of the cities outskirts and the thousands of warriors under Dredge's banner let out bellows of war cries that wanted nothing more than the primal urge to spill blood and do battle. Waves of Kaalonians, Graug, and Yuuzhan Vong ran forward with dredge as he charged up the streets sweeping and purging as he went.

Dredge paused for a moment and turned to a comm unit and sent a transmission to the Host Lord [member="Anja Aj'Rou"]. He owed nothing to the woman and would gladly put a knife in her if she ever crossed him but he was glad to at least keep her up to date. The sounds of screams and blaster fire echoed through the comms as he spoke to her

"Host Lord, we have broken and secured the outer pieces of the city. We will arrive at the temple in half an hour depending on resistance. Dredge out." He cut the transmission and quickly turned around to impale a trooper who had dared attempt to sneak up upon him.

 

[Boethiah]

Anja continued to march with her troops towards the Palace, the city was well on its way to becoming theirs. Only few resisted, and those who did were dealt with severely.

"Host Lord, we've received word that the Garrison commander is organizing a counter-attack.", one of her officers rushed to her.

Anja's eyes turned to the man, "Alert the others, we'll need to take out their officers.", he remarked.

Resistance? I suppose in desperate times people will act desperately; but resistance seemed a little too much for them. Of course, who knows what might happen, everything was overwhelming and she felt a clear disturbance in the force. Her magic wouldn't be useful, something told her that. "Take out those defense towers!", she quickly reacted as two blasts went over head of her troops and destroyed their dropship. A solider called in an air strike, within a few moments two bombers emerged and launched their missiles at the turbolaser towers.

However, the resistance was finally beginning to take on momentum.

 

[Kitsune]

Kitsune herself, at ease with the deployment of the Usagi Clan on this particular mission, nodded before disembarking to the staging area. The mechanized company of the Usagi Clan had already departed, but at the moment, the next battalion of infantry was being prepared. The actual force behind Kitsune. It was important for Kitsune to utilize her show of force in order to convince the civilians of the city in order to allow her to be their leader.

Not that it particularly mattered at this point. The necessity of leadership was absolutely unnecessary. If she couldn't secure leadership, she would simply raid the stores of the industrial sector for rare metals necessary in the production of alloys, components, and armors, such as lommite, meleenium, neutronium, durelium, and more.

The leader of the three hundred strong Samurai warriors from the Usagi Clan bowed his head. They were all equipped with light armor, Kiyohime-class Blaster Rifles, Hitodama-class Grenades, Janjanbi-class Slugthrower Pistols, and Kosenjobi-class Personal Projectile Launchers. They were ready on her command.

She paused for a moment and stated, "Head towards the Administrative Buildings. It's 1.8 kilometers from our current location, and I want us to be there within 12 minutes. Tell the Saboath Starfighters to provide us some air support."