NationStates Jolt Archive

It had been so long now since the Old God had last been active infact it had been over four hundread thousand years. Betrayed by the people of the old world.......earth. The humans and other dietys defeated the old god and it fail......fail but not slain. His essence carried away with the few humans who did not betray him. Their ships crashed on a barren world. There the old god saw the silithid a mindless horde of bugs however larger and more impressive then those on earth the brooding god knew he could make use of them and with his power he created avatars from them in his image. These avatars were to be known as Qiraji. Sentient and with purpose, the Qiraji would name their creator: C'Thun. Since then they have worked with out rest to build their armys. They would breed silithid more horried and deadly then ever befor. Some as small as a fly and others to be born and age for many years to become massive starships

While his avatars worked the god fell into a deep sleep to recover from his defeat. A great temple was created to house the god and a place where his growing armys could be commanded from. The human followers of the god created their own city and worked hard too add to the armys. However they could never hope to match the brute power and numbers of the silithid and their Qiraji overseers they would use advanced weapons to still prove their use to the god even so they were no longer held the value they once had.

Now thousands of years later C'thun has started to awaken and his armys are ready. However the Qiraji are not foolish they know many powers are out there these could be useful allys to aid in their goals. And they also know humanity is no longer united like it once was when they defeated C'thun. Many of the dietys have forsaken humanity do to their brutal nature to each other the dietys no longer see them as worth saveing. However a few still hold humanity dear but their eyes are blind to C'thun's plans or that he is even alive but they will soon know as the first Qiraji ships scout into nearby systems.

a small slipfighter entersspace a scout for a convoy of medical suplys heading forthe empires home world


ooc good intro

A small moonwasp entered view no bigger then a fighter it moved fastly closeing in on the ship at 100 meters it came to a stop. Inside was a larva known as a space brain to the humans of Qiraji. These could speak telepathically or threw a communcations channel by sending pulses out whichever it wanted. It indeed sent a message.

Who do you ssserve?...........Why are you here? .

ooc th silp fighters a drone

ic drone zero one i serve th empire of sephrioth

OOC: Call me an arse, but crushing newb RPs gives me the giggles. o.o;;

A miniscule energy spike is detected on the outer eastern arm of the Milky Way. Little activity follows.

The Qiraji were very obsserved in nature the larva memorized the design of the ship and markings. It would share this with the hives so that it could be identified in the future as from The Empire of Sephrioth it was the first power incountered in space but as it was a drone it was of little intrest to the moonwasp as it moved on searching and scanning the rest of the system.

HMS Scimitar (http://memory-alpha.org/en/wiki/Sovereign_class)
Nearby Qiraji Space

"Tactical, conn. We're picking up sensor contacts on the edge of the next system," reported the tactical officer.

"On screen," ordered Captain Renard.

On the viewscreen, a small cruiser of unknown origins appeared.

"Odd...it doesn't look like anything we've encountered before," mused the captain. "Check it against our database."

After a few moments, the tactical officer replied.

"Cross-referenced, checked, and verified. It does not register in a single memory bank."

"Intriguing. Conn, communications. Open up hailing frequencies."

"Hailing frequencies opened."

"To the unknown starship," signalled Captain Renard. "This is the HMS Scimitar, RSV-0081. Please identify yourself."

The moonwasp picked up the signal it was indeed a busy day the larva inside the moonwasp sent a reply

I am a servent of the mighty Qiraji Empire on a scouting mission.Who do you serve and why are you here? The larva although not able to read the crews minds was able to get a feel for what type of people they were. Like befor it started to memorize the ships design and markings.

HMS Scimitar
Entering Qiraji space

"Put us on an intercept course for that ship, now," ordered Captain Renard.

"To the Qiraji vessel: this is the HMS Scimitar, RSV-0081, in service of the Britannic Commonwealth of Eurasia. Please state your purpose, now."

The moonwasp was moveing at what most accept as 1/2 inpulse speed when it detected the ship on a intercept course it mostly ignored the action but replyed

We are on a scouting mission of the systems near our homeworld. Currently this involves mapping and makeing contact with others we come into conntact with.

the 10 ship escort of the convoy folowed the slip fighter tatical arm weapons raise shields the 5 acendant class warships and the five star destroyers did just thatn to unknowns in the sector one who the hell are you and 2 have you seen a slip fighter come trough here

HMS Scimitar
On Approach to the Qiraji Homeworld

"Understood. The Scimitar will not interfere," signalled Captain Renard to the scout vessel.

"Conn, navigation. Set course for their homeworld."

"Nav, conn. Executing orders now."

There was another in the moonwasps path. It was a small ship. It was an Clamshell shuttle.

It too picked up the waspship.

It scanned it, and hailed it.

"Greetings, we are on a voyage of exploration and mapping. might we ask who you are and from where you come?"

As the Scimitar neared the Qiraji homeworld it woulc get a view at the larger ships of the Qiraji the Waspcruisers,Battlestars and Battlelords. One of the few humans who held a high postion in Qiraji was given the task to speak with the ship once it neared the world and so he did.

We welcome you to our mighty Homeworld what has brought you here? The man sounded as if he was in his 50's the truth was he was much older. His hair was grown out to his mid back it a dirty white color. He was known as a Shadow Lord a human with great ties to the ancient energys and blessed with power from C'thun himself.

Meanwhile as the moonwasp encountered yet another ship it agian replyed

I am from the Mighty Qiraji Empire. I am on a scouting mission to map this area Once more the larva used his powers to try and get a feeling for the typ of people it was dealing with and memorize the ship.

Meanwhile as the moonwasp encountered yet another ship it agian replyed

Once more the larva used his powers to try and get a feeling for the typ of people it was dealing with and memorize the ship.

"Well, then, it might be profitable for both of us, if we were to exchange information." said the vessal.

ooc: Wow. I like this RP. Its origional!

NO WAIT!

http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/info/basics/raidarea.html#aq20

C'Thun is the boss at the end.

And here is a pretty picture of him sucking the life out of a 'tank'. http://www.blizzard.com/wow/ssotd/screenshot.aspx?imageindex=845&Set=0

(I play world of warcraft if you hadn't caught on yet)

HMS Scimitar
On approach to the Qiraji homeworld

"Admiral, we are now in orbit above the Qiraji planet," reported the helmsman.

"Excellent. As a routine precaution, raise shields. Start scanning the planet."

"Aye, aye."

the escort heads towards the hms scimitar

ooc: Wow. I like this RP. Its origional!

NO WAIT!

http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/info/basics/raidarea.html#aq20

C'Thun is the boss at the end.

And here is a pretty picture of him sucking the life out of a 'tank'. http://www.blizzard.com/wow/ssotd/screenshot.aspx?imageindex=845&Set=0

(I play world of warcraft if you hadn't caught on yet)OOC: And your point? i play WoW too and have killed C'thun with my guild. So what is i based the background off it?

HMS Scimitar
Qiraji orbit

Klaxons blared throughout the HMS Scimitar.

All hands, action stations, action stations. Unknown starships approaching. All hands, action stations; prepare for combat operations, trumpeted the 1MC.

"Can we get a fix on those craft? Where do they come from, damnit!?" asked the captain, slamming his hand on a panel.

"Sir, unknown to us as well," reported the tactical officer.

"Great, just great. Bring the weapons systems online, prepare to fire on my mark," ordered the captain.

Signal to the unknown escort fighters:

Please identify yourselves or be fired upon. Identify at once.

coms to scimitar this is escort destroyer delta one we are a sephrion convoy fleet using this passage of space to get suplies to a belaugered colony meen while as they aproached the suply ships flew in in tight formation

"Well, then, it might be profitable for both of us, if we were to exchange information." said the vessal. The moonwasp circled the Ri-an craft scaning.

An exchange would be hard seeing as most information is kept in hive brains or the Qiraji Libary the only place where data you could even read or be transfered by your means would be at Ahn'Zora a city on our homeworld

Meanwhile in orbit of the homeworld the Qiraji kept a watchful eye on the outsiders they at the moment did not see them as a threat but if that changed they would swarm the vessles. Scans on the world would find nothing but a barren waste which few citys and many strange structures these were hives but as it was very unlikely they had come into contact with such things befor they would not fully understand what they were.

HMS Scimitar
Qiraji Orbit

"Clear the Seprioth fighters. They pose no threat," stated the captain. "Now...for these Qiraji fuckers. I dunno, but something about them pisses me off. I want to see what their defences are. Raise shields, bring all weapons online!"

"Sir, yes, sir!" replied the Tactical officer. "All weapons have been brought to bear on the Qiraji planet, shields raised."

"Excellent. Now we wait," replied Captain Renard.

The act of locking onto their homeworld was all it took Two Battlelords broke from their orbit of the 5th moon and were on a intercept corse their weapons online they moved in on the ship a simple message was sent to them.

End your act of aggression or be destroyed The ships in the system that had been offline in a energy saveing mode would soon be comeing online. Barriers around the citys came online on the world. Most of the silithid moved into their hives deep underground tunnel networks incase a attack from orbit came.

The moonwasp circled the Ri-an craft scaning.

The craft scanned the moonwasp in turn.

"We will give you a map of the Milky Way, and one of the Andromeda Galaxy, where we hail from. We will give you a list of trade routes and the location of the Constantine Trading Station in Trinity Blood. Finally, we hope we can become friends."

HMS Scimitar

"They've responded. Excellent," said the captain. "Make sure all of this is recorded and sent to the Ministry for Defence."

"Aye, aye, sir. Qiraji response documented and sent to the MoD," replied the communications officer.

"Good. Navigation, get us the fuck out of here," said the captain. The Scimitar went to warp six, barrelling out of the system.

The craft scanned the moonwasp in turn.

"We will give you a map of the Milky Way, and one of the Andromeda Galaxy, where we hail from. We will give you a list of trade routes and the location of the Constantine Trading Station in Trinity Blood. Finally, we hope we can become friends." The moonwasp came to a stop faceing the Ri-an ship

"Very well this is acceptable to us. As for friendship we do not give out our trust easy but it can be earned...friendship is then possible you have taken the first steps to this."

The Battlelords entered orbit of the Qiraji homeworld as the target vessle left. They had been too trustworthy from now on they would not allow a vessle near the Qiraji homeworld. How trade and commerce between them and forgian ships could take place at the moment was unsure but they would think of somthing. The Qiraji always adapted to knew events and situations.

The moonwasp came to a stop faceing the Ri-an ship

"Very well this is acceptable to us. As for friendship we do not give out our trust easy but it can be earned...friendship is then possible you have taken the first steps to this."

The Battlelords entered orbit of the Qiraji homeworld as the target vessle left. They had been too trustworthy from now on they would not allow a vessle near the Qiraji homeworld. How trade and commerce between them and forgian ships could take place at the moment was unsure but they would think of somthing. The Qiraji always adapted to knew events and situations.

The Shuttle beamed the info Over.

"Well, see you around, friend. as a parting suggustion, to get into honest trade with an organisation that isn't out to kill you, look up the Intergalactic Trade Hub." The shuttle said. It turned and shot off towards Andromeda.

The moonwasp turned and returned to its mothership a Waspcruiser that had been in the system powered down to avoid detection. The information would be useful and stored into the data libarys of the Qiraji for possible future targets to hit with their military. But for now they would leave it be and might even trade threw it. The Qiraji tho never lost sight of their goal of bringing C'thun's rule to all. Days or years are now all that is left untell he awakens it matters not. To being of with the power of C'thun time has no meaning and his Might Qiraji work without rest for him and ready for his awakening.

OOC: I'm hijacking your intro, and throwing in my own.

IC:
The Revolooshun, one of the mighty warships of Da Free Orks, entered the system. In traditional Ork style, the newly elected Warboss Balo was making the rounds, establishing diplomatic relations with nearby nations. This was not an Ork skill, but it was a democratic skill. Balo was an experienced politician, and he knew how to negotiate.

The Qiraji ships in the system picked up the new ship entering. A Battlestar moved along side the vessle and opened up communcations

Unknown Vessle you have entered Qiraji Space what is your mission here?

ooc if da is gona be orks the IoM will have 2 blow em up
ic one of the escort ships locked on to the ork ship
coms to that pile of junk that is an ork ship leave this space it is under the protection of the imperium of man

A slight flash of light followed up by the rendering of space into a swirling blue vortex had a single Whitestar screaming back into the normal realm of space. It's organic hull shivered with the change of surroundings and spectrums.

Images from the system were pulled into a holographic screen the solidified as it fell from the ceiling of the ship's hull. Doron looked back over his shoulder at one of his flight officers. "Is this the gamma quadrant on the star maps?"

"Yes sir. There was some activity a while ago but nothing at the moment. It's possible there were surveyors scanning this sector but nothing in the area where we are planning to conduct our business."

He strummed his fingers on the counsole. "Alright. Bring us into the closest moon here and have everyone ready to deploy our equipment. I want this listening post up and ready quickly. I don't wanna get caught out here in the middle of no where."

The ship tilted its angle slightly and sped off to the moon it was aiming for.

In orbit of the 6th moon was a deactive Battlelord its energy readings zero. Even with them up a ship usely wouldnt be scanning for a life form in space. The ship tho picked up a vessle heading for the moon. The battlelord kept its energy low and would wait. This was partly a test to see with a enemys sensors would normaly pick them up and to see what they were doing here. Unlike a moonwasp these were very aggressive and were not intrested in diplomacy.

"Lord Doron..?"

"Yes what is it?"

"Scanners have detected an object around the moon that we are heading for."

Doron looked less than impressed. "Energy signs?"

"None."

"Then leave it alone. Aim for one of the deeper craters on the far side."

"But sir it can compromise our mission."

The Abriel shook his head. "We'll deal with it on the way back and any friends it has. Now, take the Whitestar down."

"Yes m'Lord."

Ignoring the object around the moon, the Whitestar made for one of the deepest craters in the moon. Hovering momentarily, it dropped down hidden from sight and scanners.

The battlelord powered as the unknown vessle droped down. Following it to its last known location scanning. Two Waspcruisers and a battlestar that had been in orbit of the 5th moon now left orbit heading for the 6th moon and the battlelord.

Rising from the ashes of the decimated Dominion of old, the new, more powerful Terran Dominion was expanding. A burgeoning merchant marine had attracted pirates. Growing fleets had crushed the pirates with merciless efficiency. With an entire new generation of vessels being spit forth from the vast shipyards at New Gettysburg. Grim and defiant, based off of a forgotten line of vessels from a dead age, the Terran Assault Battlecruiser was glorious to behold. Outmassing an Imperial Star Destroyer several times over, and with a throw weight usually only seen from squadrons of lesser ships, it was not something that tended to be seen randomly popping up to investigate things, but with Abh, Sephrions, and several other nations on the scene, it seemed prudent to make a big impression. And a Battlecruiser 4 times larger than an ISD, and two Escort Carriers should make a nice impression indeed.

The massive vessel emerged from the furious cauldron of faster than light transit, trailed by its comparatively tiny escorts. It didn't communicate with anyone, it wouldn't have all its sensors and communications relays online for several minutes more, although its defensive systems were already all fully operational. It sat, silent and ominous...waiting...watching...

Trierarch Tiberius Erro stood over the Commnet console, watching the readings that were pouring in from the Lumen drones that were seeded in various places throughout the system. The Praetorium had been considering the system for colonization and expansion for several months, but as yet had no substantial military presence in the area. The Lumena had been launched into the system for planetary surveying, but instead had begun picking up signatures from many different types of spacecraft. Erro and his Pallas-class stealth cruiser the NAR Punitor, and her sister ship NAR Persephone, were under orders to observe only for the time being. The Praetorium's decision whether or not to commit to a larger-scale military operation in the sector would be based on his reports.

"Keep us running on full dark," he said to the Gubernator. "Maintain cruising pattern Omega with Persephone, and all nostri lumena auresque* on full alert. We'll see how this plays out."

Punitor's and Persephone's stealth polymer hull plating and Doppelganger modules made them effectively invisible to both sight and sensors as they slipped through the empty wastes like sharks.

OOC: *our eyes and ears, e.g. sensors
(sorry for the edit, I was really braindead when posting this and forgot my Latin XD)

coms to unknown white star identify yourself or be fired up on this is your only warnining

They had just landed in the crater in time to miss the new arrivals. It was beginning to look like this was a bad location for a listening post but spying on traffic could also be profitable. None of the equipment left behind would be traceable to the Empire anyways.

The approaching battelord was picked up on the tracking systems along with the two waspcruisers. "M'Lord, we're tracking two vessels approaching our position."

Doron had been working over at a counsle when the report came. He glided across the floor back to his chair and took a seat. The image of the three vessels was brought on screen. "Is the equipment in place?"

"Yes m'Lord."

"Power up weapons and defense grid. Get the ship off the ground and let's greet them properly."

The ship lifted out of the crater turning to face the approaching ships. "Hello."

"Gubernator, take us in closer to those four craft on that moon. Comm to Persephone: initiate a sweep pattern Delta across our flank while we go in, I want our backs well watched." Erro pointed to the four blips on the massive holoscreen above the console as he gave orders, watching as the three Qiraji craft closed with the Whitestar. "Full visual on the holoscreen." The insect-like craft were overwhelmingly most numerous in the system; Erro needed to see what kind of response they gave to outsiders.

The Waspcruisers were close to twice the size of the Punitor, though with no apparent stealth capabilities. What kind of armaments they carried, Erro had no idea; he almost wished with a sort of morbid curiosity that the Qiraji vessels fire on the Whitestar, to give him an idea of their firepower. The Battlelord, on the other hand, completely outclassed both the Punitor and Persephone together, and he knew it. There would be no firing upon that craft, even in self-defense. If the Neo-Roman vessels were detected by that one, they would retreat immediately.

"Cut the reactors," Erro ordered as the Punitor powered closer. "In case they have a neutrino detector, I don't want our trail being picked up." The ramjet on Punitor's belly shut down its electromagnetic fields, ending the fusion reaction that powered her main thrusters. She slipped closer, coasting on her momentum.

the ship fired a warining barrage at the white star

The agile whitestar easily dodged the clumsy barraged. Doron gave orders to ignore the attack and maintain their attention on the three unknown vessels in front.

The Battelord faced the whitestar as the battlestar and waspcruiser started to circle it like sharks who had found blood in the water. The battelords larva sent a message

You have entered Qiraji space. What is your mission here and who do you serve?

The Qiraji had picked up five more vessles however two had vanished and three were holding postion.

"The friendliness of this area just makes me all warm and tingly inside."

"Sir?"

Doron shook his head. "Patch the communication to my counsel."

I am Lord Doron of the Abh Empire. My mission here is none of your concern unless you have a diplomatic agenda.

Oh but it IS our concern for this is our space and any action you take is our concern. The Qiraji ships still swarmed around the abh vessle.

Then if you must know, your moon was just rigged with a thermonuclear device just for the hell of it. On another note, we mistook this system as uninhabited. Our mistake. People do tend to get a little annoyed when the military tests weapons in their backyard. Was there anything else we could do for you?

Doron looked over at his officer operating the weapons systems. "Track one of their smaller vessels. If we have to fight, then those are what we take out first to give us some room to jump."

"Yes m'Lord."

The Qiraji Ships atlast opened fire moveing in only feet awa yfrom the whitestar. The Battelored opened up as well joing the swarm. All fire was consentrated on small areas of the enemy vessle designed to do damage to the vessle and tow it back to the homeworld. Their actions had drawn the attention of the Twin Emperors who wished to meet this arrogent outsider themselfs.

"Damage to sector five on the outter haul. Auto-repair systems are already working on the problem."

"Bring me around for a clear shot on targets three and four. Give me all power to forward batteries."

"Aye, Lord."

Pulse cannons and a steady stream of green energy pulsed out as the Whitestar swivled in a circle before plummeting down to ellude the aggressors.

The Wasp Cruiser took damage to its port side its self regenartion already hard at work. The Battestar took damage to its forword sections but would save its energy to regenrate for more critical damage. The three vessles still swarmed focusing fire on the same areas to try and disable to vessle. Five moonwasp launched from the wasp cruiser fireing on diffrent areas attempting to give the whitestar more targets to deal with.

The organic armor of the ship began learning from its adversaries attacks. Constant bombardment on one spot of the ship was allowing shields and organic material to harden and withstand more punishment at ease.

"Reroute power from the jump engines to main weapons. Give me everything you've got for one shot on their biggest ship."

"It'll take some time for the engines to repower."

"Do it and don't hesitate to fire."

The Whitestar inverted its course and through a steady stream of intense green energy straight at the Battlestar as it dove up for it.

The Battlestar had a split second to detect the incomeing blast. It changed coarse and closed the distance between it and the whitestar. Once the beam hit the explosion of the whitestars own blast and the energys of the battlestar as it was destoyed would do some damage back at the whitestar.

However if the whitestar had hoped to deal with its major threat it had missed. The battlestar tho big was ment to deal with smaller ships and fighters. The battlelord was the true battleship of the Qiraji. The wasp cruiser and battlelord shifted fire detecting the armor and shield changeing. The larva inside the ships was learning aswell learning each move the ship made agianst it and being sent back. Even as the battle took place the hives were changeing the dna code of ships born from the birthers to make future generations much more capable with dealing with this enemy and others.

The explosion from the downed vessel rocked the Whitestar. "Damage report."

"Severe damage to the starboard engine. Automatic repairs are currently underway but its going to take some time."

"How many targets remain?"

"Two large class vessels and I read five fighter class vessels."

Doron mulled over his options for a moment. "How many fighters are we carrying down in the docking bays?"

"Three Thunderbolt class Starfurries with pilots ready for launch."

"Launch fighters and have them take out enemy fighters but stay together. They're outnumbered and don't need to be picked off easily. After fighters have been launched, angle the ship to engage the vessel that launched fighters."

"Aye sir."

Three fighters dropped from the belly of the whitestar and stuck together in a triangle formation as they headed for the moonwasps. The Whitestar itself reared around and headed for the moonwasp letting go with more pulse cannons and green energy. It weaved as best it could to dodge the incoming fire.

The Qiraji were shocked to see the whitestar still even to fight. Most would be destroyed by a battlestar explosion. And now they launched fighters. Indeed they were worthy.


You fight well...... a voice in dorons head said

Let us end this meaningless combat...... We wish to meet with you....never befor has a human stood up to a Qiraji assulte for more then a few moments. Now we wish to test your physical power.....do you accept??

Truth be told, the ship couldn't actually take too many more direct hits or it would be game over for Doron and his crew. The stop of fighting did allow the ship time for much needed repairs. Organic armor was a wonderful thing but even it could not hold up to constant attacks. Crews went about fixing internal needs and tending to any wounded.

"So they want to meet with us."

"M'Lord?"

Doron shook his head. "Never mind. Just be at the ready."

You make the mistake of thinking I am human but if you wish to test so that you may understand, I have never turned down a challenge.

the battle shhip entreded the fray oon the battle lords side

Truth be told, the ship couldn't actually take too many more direct hits or it would be game over for Doron and his crew. The stop of fighting did allow the ship time for much needed repairs. Organic armor was a wonderful thing but even it could not hold up to constant attacks. Crews went about fixing internal needs and tending to any wounded.

"So they want to meet with us."

"M'Lord?"

Doron shook his head. "Never mind. Just be at the ready."

You make the mistake of thinking I am human but if you wish to test so that you may understand, I have never turned down a challenge.

Very good..... I am glad to hear you accept the challange you may land on our world near what you would call a Temple you cant miss it you its the largest building on the planet and is inclosed by a powerful barrier. Once you land you will be met by the your escort.

The whitestar navigated its way to where the homeworld of these creatures were. It thundered through the atmosphere and on down to the planetside. Doron knew where he wanted the ship to head so his crew obeyed without question.

As was said, a temple was on the horizon with readings that there was some field surrounding it. His ship touched down and Doron disembarked alone with both his lightsabers at his hips. Cloak pulled low, he waited for his escort to arrive.

The planet seemed a barrent waste,the wind blowing up the dust around doron and his ship. Two massive figures came from the dust their bug like looks that of nightmares. They were Qiraji Gladiators they would be dorons escort.

" This way little man." One said as it pointed to the opening temple gate.

Doron pulled his cloak in tight to keep the wind at bay. He followed the giant bug's instructions while thinking that a can of Raid would do this some planet some good. Checking the temple gates with a quick scan of the area, he went right through.

Once inside the temple silithid drones and Qiraji guards could bee seen busy at work with their daily dutys. Turning the first corner to the doors of the temple doron would set eyes on the massive Anubish Statues towering well over 20 feet high they were impressive sights but these statues were diffrent. As doron passed one stepped forword moveing to let doron and his escort pass and into the temple they went.

Doron took in all of the surroundings of his area. "Interesting. Living statues." After the statue allowed them to pass through into the arena, he looked around and wondered what was next.

After a good time they arrived at another door it was massive cracked only slightly open enough to allow doron to pass.

" This is as far as i can go the Twin Emperors await you on the other side." The Qiraji escort turned leaving. From all looks the leaders of the Qiraji Empire had no guards to speak of near or inside their chamber but doron would soon know why when he would lay eyes on the giant brothers.

Doron pulled the hood of his cloak back to allow his long blue hair to spill out. He adjusted his tiara on his forehead before pressing on through the cracked door. Pointed ears twitching, as they pick up the slightest sounds.

Seeing nothing in particular that would hault his process, he moved into the chamber.

"It looks like a elf does it not brother" Emperor Vek'nilash said lifting his giant sword over his shoulder.

" Yes but he does not posses the magic of a elf. His aura is much more limited if i recall humans call it the force?" Emperor Vek'lor said stepping down next to doron his heel level with the abh.


"Very well then lets see how he does during our trails." Vek'nilash then looked down at doron.

" Know that there is a good chance of you dying and depending how you do in these trails will effect how we react to your race as awhole and if your ship outside will be destroyed or not. But you seemed eger enough to come down here and be tested then if my brother has no objections you will under go my trail first know that it will be the first of three each testing your physical,mental and spiritual abilitys."

"How about not. I have not come here for your entertainment or to run a gauntlet. You would like to know how powerful my empire is? Then I suggest checking into our history. It's full of wars, invasions, and military might. If this does not meet your satisfaction, you may attempt to kill me and destroy my ship. I would strongly advise against that though. One of my ships was able to handle a fight against three of yours. You wouldn't like to see a full Star Forces fleet coming through here to drag down your small system. It won't be pretty I assure you."

Doron crossed his arms over his chest, though his hands were open ready to force grab both lightsabers should he need them.

Emperor Vek'nilash let a bellowing laugh out " I like this one brother he has spirit."

Vek'lor sighed " He reminds me too much of you brother always so hard to work with but he seems like his mind is made up." Vek'nilash noded " Very well then we will cut right down to the good part. You have but one test live for 5 of your mintues in combat with us. If you do you earn our respect and a possible friendship. Lose and well you and your crew die."

Vek'lor smiled " This test you dont have the ability to turn down lets see if you can live we will hold ourselfs back."

Vek'nilash lifted his sword " Enough talk begian!!!" He swung his sword down at doron with all his might.

Vek'lor jumped back starting to gather energys "It has been so long brother since we spilt fresh blood!"

Doron quickly side stepped the huge swing downward and force grabbed both his lighter sabers. Both crimson red blades came to life in a flash. He wasted no time and hopped on to the giant blade and started running down the length of the blade toward its wielder.

Vek'nilash useing his left hand swung at doron as if he was swating a fly trying to get him off his sword.

Light and nimble, Doron flipped in the air and over the hand. He brought both lightsabers to bare and made like he was going to stab both in the giant's chest.

Vek'nilash smiled "it's not going to be that easy" With a bright flash of light Vek'nilash and Vek'lor had traded places Dorons lightsabers met with Vek'lor's barrier only a inch from the giants flesh.

" I cant stand brute force so i forbid it to harm me only those with magic can harm me. My brother has the same mind set agianst magic in that it can not harm him only physical attacks can. Do you think you can win now? If you are to have any chance to last for four and a half more mintues you will have to use every power you have."

Doron felt the jolt as both his lightsabers were stopped cold merely inches from their mark. He gritted his teeth as the brothers revealled their little secret. "Easy to compensate for. Taste this!"

Doron extinguished one saber and let loose a bolt of force lightning from his free hand.

Vek'lor's chest was hit with the lightning dead on pushing him back a few feet. His skin and clothes charred from the attack but the giant still was standing. " Impressive little attack but most of you force users are equal to a midlevel magic user nothing more with your force attacks however yours was stronger then i had expected. However let me show you what true magic is."

Vek'lor rased his left hand into the air energy pooring out of it into the air forming storm clouds in the room. Once the clouds had filled the room ice shards full of magical energy came raining down none bigger then a finger but all sharp and made even sharper with Vek'lors energy covering them.

Vek'nilash stood back his barrier destroying the ice shards that fell apone him as he rubbed his chest as if he too had been attacked by the lightning infact it seemed like he was more bothered by the attack then his brother.

Doron leapt back to give himself some manuevering distance as the ice shards began to fall. While the other brother was busy rubbing his chest, Doron took it as an oppurtunity to strike out at him. Ice fell all around him and more than one cut his skin and tearing his clothes. Blood ran down the side of his face from a shard that gashed his cheek.

His second lightsaber returned to his hand and ignited. Concentrating on the Force, he weaved forcelightning around the energized blades. He hoped that no matter if they switched places or not, his attack would land by being both comprised of the Force and physical.

Vek'nilash rased his arm to try and block the attack from hitting directly on his weaker points. The attack did make it threw the barrier scoreing a direct hit on the giants arm. However not one mark was left on his arm. However Vek'lors arm begian to bleed as a deep cut appeared. The blood made a splash has it hit the floor.

But since Vek'nilash was uneffected by the attack he swung his sword around with such force the air above,below and infront of it was pushed aside flew back in all directions.

Doron felt his body go sailing across the room until it abruptly stopped as he hit the far wall. Pain shot up through his back and head while he slumped to the floor. He sat there for a moment, collecting his thoughts. Both sabers were now extinguished as the pain in his head finally subsided.

Finally, he stood on both feet albeit shakily. "Well that certainly hurt. Have you had enough or shall we go for round 2?"

Vek'lor looked down as some small scrabs started to drink from his blood on the floor. " Yes your doing well only a mintue and a half left. This next round however wont be as forgiveing."

The Scrabs that had drunk of his blood begian to grow filling his Vek'lors magical energy. Vek'nilash looked at doron " Come i dont have all day weakling."

"Your overconfidence shall be your downfall."

Both lightsabers floated back up to his waiting grasp and then ignited. His feet pounded the floor in a mad dash straight for Vek'nilash.

Vek'nilash stabbed his sword into the ground and leaned on it as the scrabs came between him and doron chargeing at doron their wings ready to take them air born if need be.

No on has ever got past scrabs full of my brothers magic befor....no one

The scrabs were hardly a concern to Doron though they were potentially a problem. He continued his sprint but sent out a wave of Force pain to those scrabs that were blocking his direct path. It had been a while since he had learned a new Force power, but recent developments had thrown him back into his studies.

The force attack cuased the bugs to explode befor they had reached doron. The blast was so great it cuased a dust cloud to form . As the thick dust covered the middle room Vek'nilash lost eyesight of doron.

Doron reached out with the Force to get a sense of where both brothers were in the room. Using the dust cloud to his advantage, Doron tried getting in as close as possible without being detected. Then he struck out from the thick cloud with the Force giving him an added boost for speed while striking out both lightsabers for Vek'nilash's abdomen.

Vek'lor channeled a large ammount of his shadow energy into his right palm but could not see doron from where he was standing. Waiting to the last ammount Vek'lor extended his arm out and he and his brother teleported once more in a flash of bright light. Useing the sword his brother had stabbed into the ground Vek'lor used it has a shield as he fired a blast of pure shadow energy at doron. And where Vek'lor had once stood Vek'nilash started a charge into the dust cloud.

"Oh shit!"

Doron was clipped by the bolts of shadow energy which promptly hurled him back. There was one last ditch effort though as he unleashed a blast of Force Lightning from his fingers hoping to hit the magic prone brother while a light saber was thrown out to his side against the physically prone brother.

Vek'lor used the sword to stop the force lightning from hitting him.However Vek'nilash allowed the lightsaber to hit its mark. The sabe entered the left of his chest going clear threw and out. Blood empted from the wound as his left lung collapsed. But it was too late to stop the mighty beast as he smiled swinging down with his full force of his right hand aiming to crush doron between it and the floor.

Doron was already airborn so there wasn't much he could do about stopping the blow other than trying to prevent it from smashing him into the floor. He twisted and turned in the air so that when the blow connected, he went sailing off across the room instead of being pummeled into the floor.

Vek'nilash laughed " You die now fool!" The giant ripped his sword from the ground throwing it at doron attending to implale the young jedi. The swords tip came within a few inchs of the abhs chest befor a bolt of magical energy deflected it to the side.

Vek'nilash turned looking at his brother but befor he could say anything Vek'lor spoke " Time is up brother he lived." Vek'nilash noded as he and with brother rased their hands into the air sending energy to one another healing each other. Vek'nilash healed his brother of physical wounds and Vek'lor healed Vek'nilash of his magical wounds. They had kept this ability out of the battle for they did promise to hold back. However they had spent more energy then they had in over 1,000 years fighting this jedi.

Both brothers turned to doron and healed him of his wounds. Togather they spoke " We keep our word. You proved your self a worthy foe and strong enough that we may one day call your race friends."

Doron flipped in the air as he finished sailing back and managed to land on all fours. He was breathing heavy and blood dripped from his mouth, but he would still live. Every muscle in his body seemed to ache and he was certain there were more than a few broken ribs.

"Friends someday, huh?" The Abriel stood tall and brought his hood down low. "Well that should prove interesting one day. Since I have passed your test, was there something you actually wanted to talk about?"

Vek'lor noded " Indeed we wish to know the state of the the human race in this time. Befor you say it we do not care to hear the answer from a diplomat. We wish to hear it from the point of view of a warrior who was able to stand toe to toe with us for five mintues."

Doron smirked. "I'm afraid that Abriels are not primarily diplomats, but I shall not digress. We Abh have always viewed humans as somewhat inferior to our own race. Therefore, we have taken measures to secure many of their nations and bring them under the rule of our empire. Humans can be driven by petty differences and their squabbles often lead to large wars. Space is our home and we shall not allow humans to ruin it with their petty differences. With Abh rule, we will bring them stability and strength."

Vek'lor smiled " it seems we have much more in common then i thought. Yes it seems humans have fallen since they have forsaken their true master. Anyway i am sure you would like to return to your ship now. You are free to go."

"Yes, I believe I shall. We shall be in contact until the next time."

With that, Doron folded his cloak around and turned his back to head out the main exit of the grand chamber.

As doron exited the emperors chambers a man walking on his way in passed doron. He was covered head to toe in a strange outfit. His robs were black with red trim. A mask covering his face and a hood over that. Chains wraped around his body and spikes on his shoulders with what appeared to be the skulls of new born humans. He carried a sword glowing full of magical energy. The man did not even seem to know or care doron was passing by as he entered the chambers.

" Did you learn all you needed?" The man asked. The emperors noded almost afraid of the man. " Good the master was very intrested in these events and i being one of his avatars shares his intrest however you did not follow the plans. He was to under go the three trails to see if he is worthy of becomeing the third. But seeing as he was unable to kill you two then i guess that proves he was not strong enough anyway." The man turned walking past the emperors threw a door way leading deeper into the temple as he left he spoke once more " Next time do not go agianst the masters commands or you will return to what you once were"