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Chapter One: The Scout

>You are scout trooper #42
>You’ve been following Lord Nyx for the past 500 klicks.
>And you still have no idea of where she’s going.
>She’s been heading in the same direction the entire time but the only thing in that direction, a small imperial outpost, which is 22,119 klicks away, or exactly 500 klicks in the OPPOSITE FUCKING DIRECTION!
>Oh, and did you mention you’re on Hoth?
>Yeah, you’re on Hoth and it’s winter.
>You’re freezing, you’ve eaten a quarter of your rations, and what makes it even worse is that nyx is in a tank top, just to rub it in.
>Why did you volunteer for this job?
>You knew it was going to be arduous, cold, and painful.
>But you were getting sick and tired of your current position and you were hoping to get a promotion out of this.
>You’re not sure if it was worth is now.
>At Least you get some eye candy, Nyx has a fine ass. And her breasts are abnormally large for a Mirialan.

>It’s been 700 klicks now and you think you see a mountain in the distance.
>You really hope she doesn't plan on climbing it.

>You’re at the foot of the mountain, it’s not very large, only about 1200 metres tall but very pointy.
>Nyx doesn't look like she’s going to climb it.
>Thank fuck.
>Infact she’s just sitting there... meditating?
>You think that’s what the general Ironwood called it.

>It’s been 2 Standard days.
>You are immeasurably bored.
>Half your rations are almost gone, and your transponder stopped working.
>At least when she was walking you could watch her boobs and ass jiggle but she hasn’t moved an inch in the last two days and still meditating.
>You’re sure that's what she’s doing now.
>And you’ve stated to notice something now. She’s sweating... somehow, in this cold.
>And a large faint circle has formed around her along with strange looking symbols.

>Okay, shit just got real.
>The circle and symbols are now very well defined and are now glowing a very ominus red. And you’re pretty sure she’s floating.
>She opens her eyes and has a pained expression on her face.
>The ground starts shaking and you can see a small avalanche starting to form on the left side of the mountain.
>You’re not very worried about it though, there’s a pretty big ridge all the way up your side of the mountain so it’ll probably go around you.
>A large crack has formed on the side of the mountain and is slowly widening revealing an extremely large hall with massive stone pillars on either side.
>Nyx stands up and starts walking into the hall.
>You slowly and as carefully as possible follow her in.
>Once inside, the opening inches its way closed behind you.
>In order to avoid Nyx’ gaze you dodge between pillars and keep your footsteps as silent as possible.
>At the end of the hall you see a large statue of what looks to be a Kel Dorian looking very imposing sitting in a chair with two huge pillars that look like strange lightsabers on both sides.
>Nyx kneels before the statue and offers some kind of knobbly wooden sceptre to the statue and starts chanting.
>”Oh great and powerful Anonymous, lord of darkness and vanquisher of light, accept this offering of blood and sacrifice so that you may return once more to dispose of the jedi filth that has infested the galaxy. Please accept this sceptre of war and anguish so that the sith may rule again. Oh great and terrible Anonymous I beg of thee, come back so the jedi will rue the day they thought they could defeat us!”
>The sceptre starts floating with no support towards the statue of whom you assume to be this Anonymous fellow and starts glowing a vibrant greenish yellow.
>An opening appears on the chest of Anonymous and the sceptre disappears into it.
>The eyes of the statue start to glow and the lightsabers blaze to life, one green, one red.
>As Nyx raises her head the base of the chair starts to open with light pouring out and a tall commanding silhouette stands there.
>It starts walking towards Nyx as she kneels again.
>”I humbly welcome you back from your long sleep Master Anonymous.”
>>”Rise, young girl.”
>She does so with her head still bowed.
>>”Tell me your name.”
>Everything he says seems to resonate through the room and you barely stop yourself from speaking your own name.
>”Nyx, Master. Lord Nyx.”
>>”And you are a sith?”
>”Yes master.”
>There is a pause.
>>”Raise your head. Look into my eyes.”
>”Yes Maste-hugh.”
>She does so very eagerly but is cut off abruptly.
>She’s facing away from you so you can’t see her face but she’s making slight choking sounds.
>You hear a slight squelching noise and then a sudden-
*CRACK*
>Oh god that was the most horrible sound you’ve ever heard.
>And the sight of what he just did made you want to vomit.
>Anonymous had just twisted her head 180 degrees and her face was streaming with blood from her hollow red eye sockets.
>This was with no apparent movement, but you just knew that it was him, you just had a gut feeling.
>He suddenly looks up directly at the pillar you were hiding behind.
>You hurriedly go back behind the pillar and close your eyes, hoping against hope that he didn’t see you.
>After a few seconds you look back. He’s gone.
>Where did he-
>>”Who are you?”
>You nearly jump out of your skin and hastily turn around.
>He was right behind you.
>How did he get there so fast?
>No time. Answer him.
“Uuhhhh, n-no-one sir”
>>”Liar. I know Noone and you’re nothing like him. What is your name?”
>He says the last bit in a slightly deeper more menacing tone.
“My name is Clear Skies sir.”
>>”And you are a spy for those who oppose the sith?”
“Yes sir.”
>Why did you say that?
>>”Where is the nearest space ship capable of interstellar travel?”
>What?
>That would be the base where Nyx came from right?
>But what could he want with that?
“About 750 kilometres west of here.”
>>”Hmm”
>He hums, as if in thought.
>>”You shall guide me there. Come.”
>He starts to walk away.
>Wait, what?
“Wait what?”
>What the hell is going on?
>>”Was I not clear? You shall take me to the nearest interstellar vessel. It is rather quite simple, I should think.”
>Probably best not to argue with the guy who could rip out and cook you liver in a single stroke.
>You don’t know where you got that thought from but it felt right.
“Of Course!”

>It’s been two standard days.
>And Anonymous, you’re 99% sure that’s his name, hasn’t said a word since the last time.
>The few times you’ve been able to muster up the courage needed to speak without being spoken to in front of the terrifying Kel Dor, he hasn’t even looked at you.
>The nights have been somehow even lonelier than before. At least when you were tailing Nyx you could be sure that you were in the presence of a  person. But him?
>He acts almost like a droid.
>He didn’t want to eat, he refused the extra coat you offered and the past two nights he hasn’t even visibly sleept.
>All he does is sit down cross legged and not move throughout the night, eyes open.
>Your rational side says that Anonymous is a living, breathing, sentient lifeform, yet your instincts say that he might just be a very good droid replica.
>Lets hope he warms up to you.
>Or kills you.
>You’re not sure which is preferable.

>Day 6
>You almost fell down a cliff today.
>Well you say almost.
>You *fell* off a cliff today but Anonymous saved you.
>It felt as if you were still falling but nothing was moving around you, except for Anonymous’ gaze which followed you all the way back to safety.
>Once you were once again on the ground the feeling ceased and the snow began falling again.
>Then his eyes left you and he continued walking as if nothing happened.
>When you said thank you there was no reaction, except you think you may have seen the slightest ascent of his breath-mask but you are in no way sure.
>You’re quite close to the imperial base now.
>Only about a day and a halfs worth of travel.
>When you mentioned this to Anonymous-
>Drum roll please
>[spoiler]There was no reaction. Just like normal.[/spoiler]
>It only now occurs to you: what’s Anonymous is going to do once you reach the base?
>There are no Kel Dor allied to the Empire. Not after the Dorin wars.
>After a few minutes of psyching yourself up you ask.
“So, uh, what will you do once we reach the base? It’s Imperial and they don’t much like the Kel Dor. They’ll probably shoot you on sight.”
>”I shall ask them if I may have the ship.”
“And if they don’t let you?”
>”I will ask firmly.”

>You are walking towards the base.
>It’s easily visible now. You can even see some soldiers patrolling outside.
>The base itself is relatively small but still manages to have 5 metre high walls surrounding it and a slightly taller tower on each corner.
>Anonymous looks quite calm but you are starting to get very nervous.
>One of the soldiers spots you and you can hear yelling.
>There is someone standing atop one of the towers holding what look like binoculars.
>Once you get moderately close to the gate one of the more important looking soldiers yells-
>>”STOP! State your business Kel Dor!”
>”I am here to acquire a ship capable of interstellar travel. Are you in possession of one?”
>>”And why would we lend a ship to you?”
>The soldier says derisively.
>”Because if you don’t, I will kill you all.”
>>>”HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
>The laughing comes from inside as well as from the important looking soldier.
>>”FIRE!”
>Suddenly a dozen heavily armed imperial soldiers pop up from behind the wall and fire some very dangerous looking DC-15A blaster rifles at you.
>The reason you are able to describe them is because all the bolts stopped in mid air.
>The one on the tower has a look of utter terror and disbelief on his face and mouths the word “jedi”.
>”No. I am no jedi.”
>The “not jedi” says calmly.
>”I’m my own thing.”
>Just as he says this the bolts fly back towards the imperials, hitting every single one directly in the head.
>All except the mouthy one. Who promptly falls off the tower.
>Anonymous, still calm, walks up to the gate and it opens for him.
>As you step inside the base you notice that the rude one was floating in midair, much like you had a day ago.
>He looks terrified as Anonymous walks up to him now looking far more menacing as he says in the same deep tone he had used on you.
>”Where is your emergency escape ship. I know you have one.”
>>”I don’t know! Only the CO kn-
*CRACK*
>>”AAAAARGHGGGGAARRRGH”
>His chest now looks like a pasta bowl and he coughs up blood as his eyes run with blood.
>You vomit.
>”You are the commanding officer here. Do *NOT* lie to me, I will know and you will only make this more painful for yourself.”
>>”It’s in the hangar. On the left. The code is 800835. Please don’t-”
*SLICE*
>He’s cut off as his head is cleanly severed and blood sprays out of both body and torso.
>You dry heave, having no more vomit to give, having made the mistake of looking up again.
>Not wanting to see anything more horrific you decide to curl up in a ball and close your eyes.
>You hear footsteps walking away from you.
>Then hangar doors opening and finally the sound of engines fading.
>You’re never going on another scout mission again.