NationStates Jolt Archive

The vast bulk of the Chronosian Exploratory and Combat Battlecruiser Defiance slid through the inky blackness of space; its hull covered in sigils, symbols, banners and adornments, praising the dark gods of Chaos; their black names called throughout the abyss, each kill sanctified in their name.
"My Lord, we are detecting some form of rift in space..."
"Run a full systems analysis, then prepare to hold about it; we will divine its secrets." The ship shook slightly. "What was that?"
"Turbulence my lord, the singularity is displaying an unusual pull."
"Turn us about"
"My Lord, full thrusters engaged in reverse, yet no effect."
"Contact the Imperium; send our coordinates, alert them as to our location and our status"

The ship shook again, the pull of the anomaly dragging them forward, space and time sundered, ripping; beyond they could see something; space vast, untapped, as though something else lay beyond.
"We're going in anyway; accelerate, bring us through" The Captains voice was a cruel hiss, near obscured by the roar of the engines, as the mighty vessel plunged into the unknown, and what lay there...

The Rift Could Not Of Activated itself at a better time, Three Republic Star Destroyers were readying themselves to enter the phenomenon, And were only awaiting the rifts re-activation.

And So, The Time Had Come. The Immense Engines of the vessels powered up, propelling the vessels forward towards the rift, it rippled, and something appeared.

The Vessels Stopped. Their Engines Literally died in space, Three Captain Simultaneously remembered their training, motioning their officers to alert the nearby relay station, to inform the Senate.

The Three Captains Simultaneously scanned the unknown vessel, transmitting all data back, And they also motioned for the huge weapons batteries to be loaded by the multitude of clones next to the cannons.

A Message Propelled Itself Forward to the almost Grotesque Vessel. It Was Automated, It Mattered Little, These Captains were not ready to communicate, and they would still receive the reply to this message.

"Welcome, Traveller, You Are In Sector 346 Of The Galactic Republic, Better Known As The Galactic Socialist Republic, Chancellor Bail Organa And The Senate Ruling, The Nearest Inhabited Star System Capable Of Receiving Your Vessel Is Naboo. Please Transmit Your Identification Codes And Registry To The Nearest Republic Vessel, Thank You."

Add: "Please Transmit Your Intentions And Origin To The Three Vessels To Your Aft."

Three Captains Simultaneously Sighed, They were the same, but different, They too were clones, But ones of the new generation, with altered appearances and Genders, Three Jedi Assisting The New Captains Also reached out and Sensed the new presence.

The Message wasnt the best. But they all awaited the reply.

"We are a warship, sent on Exploration duty by the Chronosian Imperium; in the name of the Daemon Emperor and the Gods of Chaos. We are somewhat disbelieving of your claims of Naboo, as the world was virally decimated, in the last Clone War. We come in the name of Chronosia, we have no codes that will match your logs, as we have not encountered your civilisation before. Tell us, are within Imperial Space?"

The Leading Jedi Motioned To A Captain, He Now Lead This.. Force. The Captain Motioned, And Responded in a Human Voice.

"The Last Clone War? There Has Been Only One, Where The Treachery Of The Chancellor Was Discovered And He Was Killed By The Jedi Order, You Are Not In Imperial Space, You Are In The Galactic Socialist Republic. We Are Uploading Publicly Available Map Data Now, Please, Care To Look At Naboo, You Will Find Billions Are Alive There."

The Captain stood aside as the Ships Sorceror stepped forth, his eyes burning with pale flame beneath his helmet, his eyes attuned to the Warp, and the other ship.
"What do you see?"
"They have no obvious taint, nor obvious Psykers, however I am picking up faint traces of psychic force, akin to Jedi."
"Focus on them, show them our world." The Captain chuckled, before reopening communications. "There were two clone wars; the Chancellor maintained power, the Empire was formed; and now encompasses nearly an entire galaxy. You tell me you know not the name Masaki? Or the history of the Galactic Empire?"

The Jedi Were Touched, But They Resisted, This Psyker was weaker here, were the warp was not dominated by chaos, but by the Imperium of Man, This was of course, a galaxy divergent in many ways. The Secret Mental Battle Began, As The Three Jedi Battled against the Sorcerer, who even defiled by the light of the Emperor, Was very proficient against the newly knighted jedi.

The Captain now given control answered -

"Masaki? No, Galactic Empire? Never, There has only ever been the republic, in its former and present form, We Are the Clones who now protect the Republic, Tell Me, You must now be realizing, This Rift you came through, it obviously connects alternate galaxies, divergent timelines, or something of the sort."

"Evidently..." He turned to the Psyker.
"My lord...The Warp..."
"I know, all is not as it seems. Plot a reverse course; keep weapons readied.
"We wish to know more of your galaxy; and what has become of...the Gods of Chaos...."

"We Are Transmitting Publicly Available Data Now... Gods Of Chaos, What Do You Mean?" The Captain Responded.

Meanwhile, Slowly, The Three Jedi Began Their Own Offensive, The Sorcerer's attention had flickered for a moment, now the Jedi infiltrated his mind.

The Sorceror chuckled lightly, letting his thoughts flow; all he had seen, all he had done; how worlds had burned in his name, how entire races had been wiped out. He forced forth the death of Naboo, the scouring of Azaha, the assault on Tenetia, all these images, the power, the glory, the Horror of the Imperium.

OOC: These Little Posts Are Getting Silly.. Summarise it, darn it! lol.

The Three Jedi Did not care for visions of the past of some ravaged and barbaric galaxy, empowered by the will of the republic that surrounded them, they began their final assault.

Meanwhile, The Captain Continued His Banter.

The sorceror forced forward with all of his might, his body starting to show signs of weakness as he leant against his staff; while the Captain stood near him, in communication with the 'Republic'.

"We are not of your republic, we are not servants to be ordered around. We are warriors of the Daemon Emperor, not subjects of your 'Republic'." He hissed, spitting with near papable malice. "We therefore request that you remain seperate of our galaxy, and that this door be irrevocably closed. The Imperium shall make sure that your taint cannot spread....Any who oppose shall be exterminated."

"Our Taint? Your Government cannot dictate what we do, and vice versa, This is our.. Looking Glass, And you have come through it, We will not shatter it, We will look deep into your Galaxy, and See if there is a place for the Republic, For Trade, For Prosperity, We will not let you endanger this."

The Captain Nodded Curtly, And Closed Communications. The 3 Vessels slowly manouvered as energy shells were loaded into the behemoth sized turbo batteries, They awaited the Response, Friendly or otherwise.

Meanwhile, Three Newly Knighted Jedi knew their first victory must be now, forthcoming.

The Sorceror disengaged his mind, collapsing to armored knees; as the Captain hissed in indignation.

"OPEN FIRE!" Came the roared cry, as crewmen scrambled to places; boarding pods and missles roared from their silos; plasma weapons and Warp Cannons roared in feral anger against this new foe from beyond space, beyond reality.

Who were they to impose their will upon servants of the true faith?

The First Enemy Volley Unleashed its defiled self upon the deflector shields of the Republic Vessels, the frantic manouvering began, Battle Meditation took the place of frenzied mental defense and attack as the Jedi did their work, Calmly but assuredly, Turbo Lasers began to unleash their full Fury upon the Enemy Vessel.

Assured, The Clone Captain Looked On, This was but one enemy ship, His Three could withstand their volley, provided he destroyed them first and they didnt concentrate on any particular ship.

"Captain, Were Detecting Boarding Pods!" Came a cry from a sensors panel, to the left of the captain.

"Inform all crew of boarding action, deploy a fighter screen, take out as many of them as you can, Get some Clone Troopers Equipped and deployed in the Junctions, Full sensor sweeps once were boarded, i want to know where they're going and why" The Captain replied, his mind was at ease, He had everything he needed, whilst his enemy was facing death, What were they..

Fanatics?

The Chronosian vessel roared and buckled as the countless volleys of enemy fire slammed into it; as it turned its own great weapons and defences against the ship which the Sorceror had been in fitful communication with. The Warp Cannons roared in a furious wave of suppressing fire and destruction.

The Captain turns about, commanding all fire focussed, even as their shields break, and their hull burns with discharge and impact.

"Sir, The Pathoria Reports Deflector Shield Failure, Their Falling back, Lost 3 Turbo Batteries and slight damage to the forward hull plates" Came a report from somewhere.

"Very Well, Concentrate Fire, Have The Fighters done the best they can? Ah.. Yes.. well, divert them to attack critical sub systems on the enemy ship, prepare for full successive volleys, Get some firing solutions so we dont hit our own people, And Ready The Missile Racks, Fire Proton Missiles when their ready!" The Captain Responded, And Pulled up slackened shoulders, as if expecting trouble.

"Yes Sir, Trooper YH-76-Beta Reports Boarding craft breaching hull at Section 72-Junction 3, Will Repel As Necessary." Came another report.

"Well well, lets see where this leads" The Captain Said, As The Jedi curtly nodded at him and left the bridge.