NationStates Jolt Archive

"Chancelor Chromin, I hereby request that these following senators to be dismissed from the Galacti Republic of Huntaer be discarded from the senate and executed for treason, and heresy of the glorious Republic.

Senators Hordman, Brandon, Jorus, Krivscok Yan...."

Senator Dorman continued to read off a list of senators he accused of being
supporters of the collapse of the Galactic Republic. Malkir Councilor Janus Horn stood above an arch way which led to the senate chambers. "He's at it again Master Erim. I have an instinct through the force which tells me he's lying only so that he could go up the status quo so he could have a better chance at running for Chancelor next elections."

"I agree with you my old padawan, but you must remember Master Horn, that we don't have any proof that he's actually lying. The senat won't just exile him without solid proof."

Janus Horn thought about his current situation. He thought long and hard to come up with a way to end Senator Dorman's corruption.
"Master, I think I know of a way. A friend of mine who is a computer hacker owes me a favor, and this may just help both of us. I'll have him set it up so that when Dorman logs on, I'll feed him a list of fake names which he will attempt to download onto his datapad. I'll have it so that he will be locked up through tight security and he won't get out. He's smart, but he doesn't have the ability to use the force."

"Janus, you could be onto something, but I don't want you to be on the senator's hit-list as well."

"I'll be carefull master," Janus walks away from his old master and put up his hood. He continued to walk out of the chambers and he came across a elevator door. "Level four and take me to Greeman Hord's room."

"Confirmed, beginning decent," a female computerised voice said.

Janus exited the elevator and he continued to walk down the hallway. Janus came across the door 515 where he put his hand on the security panel. "Hand print scann complete. Please state your name and rank if any."

"Horn, Janus. Rank: Malkir Councilor, 5th posisiton on the council."

"Voice ID matches previous scan by 100% accuracy. Kilgor will be waiting for you."

Janus walked into the room and found his friend Kilgor sitting infront of several computer screens, monitoring activity. Kilgor heard Janus close the door and he turned around. "Janus my old friend! Long time no see, huh?"

"It's good to see you too Kilogr."

"So, what can I do for you?"

"The Malkir have been having problems with a certaint bug in the Senate body. We need to get rid of it, but we don't have proof."

"Who is your target today my friend?"

"Senator Dorman."

"*Cough* *Cough* Ahem, you mean the Senator Dorman? The one who is running for 90th chancelor in the next elections?"

"Yes. Him. He's been getting a list of senators whom he claims to be plotting the overthrow of the current chancelor. We know he's the one plotting, but we just can't get at him. What I need you to do, is tap into all of the senator's files, copy the real ones, and create a phony list which Dorman will take as bait. He won't beable to escape this way."

"Will do Janus. I'll have Dorman exiled by the end of today, or tomorrow."

"I thank you my old friend. Good luck."

"Or, as you Malkir say, may the force be with you."

"Right Kilgor. May the force be with you."

Janus stepped out of his friends flat, and walked off knowing that justice will be brought upon Senator Dorman, but today he felt something from the "good" senator he hadn't noticed before. The could've sworn that he felt the force strongly in Dorman, though his blood scans continuously show that there are no minicloriants in him. Janus shrugged it off. He walked back into the elevator and left the senat building where he went to the Malkir Council chambers on Huntaria, where he meditated upon the future. There, he had a horrible vision....