Star Wars Fan Fiction : Vengeance

[Caboose The Ace]

This is the prologue for a secret fan fiction I have been planning for a year. Originally this was a much longer prologue but I have spent more than a week writing it and want to get something out so I can work on the next chapter of TTO343.
 
Prologue :

An attack on Coruscant seemed unthinkable. Before the attack it looked like the Galactic republic would finally have victory and the Clones wars were coming to an end. They had Dooku, Grievous and the entire Separatist council on their back foot in the Outer rim, on the edge of defeat, victory appeared just days away. But everyone was wrong….

Using secret hyperspace routes though the deep core provided by Darth Sidious himself, the dreaded General Grievous had gathered as many ships as he could muster and launched a surprise attack on Coruscant.

At first the attack by the Separatist seemed like a last ditch attempt to end the war, but it was not that. The true purpose was to capture Supreme chancellor Palpatine, and the Separatist has succeeded.

Despite the best efforts of the Jedi and the Red guard they have been outmanoeuvred by Grievous. Now the Chancellor was in enemy hands, help captive onboard Grievous flagship, the Invisible hand.

All communications from Coruscant were jammed by Separatist ships, until a ragtag team of Jedi lead by famed Jedi Master Saesee Tiin had managed to get past the jammer range and send a message all across the Holonet from their Starfighters.

Far and wide the message went, the news was out, Coruscant was under attack. Within only a few hours thousands of Republic ships from all across the Galaxy, even as far as the Outer rim came to Coruscant in its time of need.

A Venator class star destroyer named the Unity was just one of those ships to accept the call…

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Lucas stood on the bridge of the Unity, silently looking out of the large glass window in front of him, at the blurred shaded corridor that was Hyperspace. Beside Lucas was his old Padawan, now Jedi knight, Meetra.

It seemed just a few hours ago when he was first instructing her on the basics of Ataru in the Jedi temple that was how the two of them first met, and had that day become Master, and apprentice. Meetra was now a master at Ataru and had passed the Jedi knight trials with great success. One day Lucas hoped he would become a Jedi master.

But he was thinking too far ahead, he had only trained one apprentice after all, some Jedi Knights had trained three pupils and still not been granted mastery. But those cases were rare. After all, as master Yoda would say, becoming a Jedi master means mastering ones self and Lucas felt he had not quite achieved that yet.

On Lucas right was Rear Admiral Galen dominia, Galen was a very cautious man, not willing to commit to anything unless it was the only option or the odds were close in his favour. To and extent it was a constant frustration to Lucas. Most of the time the Jedi were the overly cautious ones and the Republic admirals were the overly risky ones, but this time it was the other way around, at least that was what Lucas thought.

“Sixty seconds till we reach Coruscant Admiral” One of the Clone Navigators informed Galen from one of the two trench like holes between the walkways on the Unity’s bridge. “Good, have all Pilots standing by for immediate departure, I expect we will be in the middle of a warzone as soon as we arrive” Galen replied back. “Yes Admiral” Another Navigator said as he relayed the order to a communications officer.

Lucas was counting in his head as the seconds went by” 20, 19, 18 ,17, Lucas took a second to glance at Meetra, he could tell, like him she was  counting the seconds they had left till they arrived at Coruscant. 9, 8, 7, 6, Lucas took a deep breath as the remaining second passed...

 

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Thanks WZ out of all the things I could have misspelled, cannot believe I did not see the title.

Edited September 22, 2014 by Caboose The Ace
Corrected topic title.

[Guts]

If dominia is part of the Admiral's name then it should start with a capital letter. Other than that, this is pretty good.

[Caboose The Ace]

His first name is Galen and his second name is dominia ^

[Caboose The Ace]

Okay, It has been some time, but here it is! Finally.
 
I did a major rewrite of the Prologue, but I am leaving the original in the first post if you want to see it.
 
So here you go : Prologue

The skies of Coruscant rained with war. Separatist dreadnaughts and Republic star destroyers fought almost side by side unleashing barrages of missile and torpedo fire against one another. Hundreds of Arcs and V-wings were leading suicide runs against Separatist supply ships. Tri fighters almost skimmed the sides of Republic ships while being fired upon by turbo lasers. Everywhere you could look, starfighters were being shot down and ships destroyed, and in the middle of the carnage was the Invisible hand, General Grievous flagship. From the surface it could almost look beautiful but in the space battles above, they were anything but.

From the ground, Coruscanti the native species of Coruscant watched in horror as they experienced what the world Jabiim, Saleucami, Felucia and Boz Pity had experienced the Clone wars. There was the Republic, lead by the so called champion of democracy, Supreme chancellor Palpatine. A bacta grown clone army created for a single purpose to kill anyone or anything that stands in the way of the Republic. And finally the Jedi a group once known as the peacekeepers of the galaxy, now battle weary generals of the grand army of the Republic.

Skyscrapers collapsed, areas were leveled and fires burned, as the Separatist onslaught on ground and sky continued. General Grievous sat in his command chair on the Invisible hands bridge almost silently watching the battle of Coruscant as it raged on. This is General Grievous, supreme commander of the droid armies. He has sentenced hundreds of worlds to die while he sits and watches from afar. Grievous the butcher, Grievous the conqueror, Grievous the unstoppable. He goes by many names but in the end they all have the same meaning. He is built for one purpose to intimidate and conquer and that is what he does best.

He was the leader of the droid army of a group that is opposing the Republic for galactic control, the Confederacy of independent systems over wise known as the Separatists. The leader of the Separatists, once a respected Jedi master now a wanted war criminal stood beside Grievous. Arms behind his back, he looked out at the battle and knew this was the end of the Clone wars, his finest hour was approaching. He is Darth Tyranus, more commonly known as Dooku. He is what Palpatine is to the Republic. He is the thing that drives the Separatists forward, and keeps them together without him the Separatists would be nothing.

Like the Republic the Separatists also had an army not one made of flesh and blood but one made of steel and metal, Battle droids, created by some of the most powerful organisations in the Galaxy and built for one purpose, to destroy the Republic. This was the Clone wars, a battle between flesh and steel. Between Democracy and Dictatorship, between Light and Dark. Only a few individuals knew it but this war was coming to an end, one order would change the Galaxy. A new era was now on the dawn of rising….
 
 Thie district was under Separatist control despite the Republics efforts so far they had failed to break though the Separatists lines. it was almost silent except from the clanking of the Battle droids as they moved around.

Battle droid 0018762 was at the back of patrol 000765284 when it heard a slight noise, it looked around, none of the other droids seemed to hear it but the droid was certain it was not just his hearing receptors malfunctioning. It heard the sound again; it seemed to be coming from above it, the noise almost sounded like a lightsaber. The droid looked up and found out what it was looking for.

“It’s a Jedi!” The droid shouted alerting all nearby battle droids. A single Jedi jumped from one of the buildings above it and landed right infront of battle droid 0018762s patrol. His green lightsaber whirred into action and the battle began.

Edited September 22, 2014 by Caboose The Ace

[Guts]

This is good! Keep it up Caboose

[Caboose The Ace]

Update:
 
Been some time since the last chapter but don't worry it is still in the works.

 

A taste of things to come.....

The Droid squad was engulfed in a blur of green motion. One by one the Droids fell, being sliced into pieces by lighting bolt speed and precision. The entire squad was reduced to nothing but scrap metal within seconds and the motion quickly moved onto another squad of Battle Droids already closing in. The motion charged at the Battle droids, green blade held high, it utilized Soresu as more than a dozen blaster bolts were rapidly fired from the Battle droids blasters intent on scoring a kill. But not a single one got past the motions refined blade work. The motion then slipped into Ataru and flipped over the Droid squad as fast as a small Teek and landed perfectly behind the unsuspecting Droids. The Droids programming failed to keep up as the Motion made a vertical slice at the four closet Battle droids heads, slicing them clean off, before the remaining three even turned around to face their opponent. But even if the Droids did not know it the motion did, this fight was over before it began. The motion then finished off the squad of hapless Battle droids with Shii cho in a similar fashion it did before, lighting bolt speed and precision. This was Nimans greatest gift, adaptability.

[Caboose The Ace]

It has been too long since the last chapter.
 
So here we are, not as long as I would like but it is still here.

Any feedback would be appreciated. ( Also I will spell check this again later )

Chapter one: The motion and the warrior

 

 

The Droid squad was engulfed in a blur of green motion. One by one the Droids fell, being sliced into pieces by lighting bolt speed and precision. The entire squad was reduced to nothing but scrap metal within seconds and the motion quickly moved onto another squad of Battle Droids already closing in. The motion charged at the Battle droids, green blade held high, it utilized Soresu as more than a dozen blaster bolts were rapidly fired from the Battle droids blasters intent on scoring a kill. But not a single one made it past the motions refined blade work. The motion then slipped into Ataru and flipped over the Droid squad as fast as a small Teek and landed perfectly behind the unsuspecting Droids. The Droids programming failed to keep up as the motion made a vertical slice at the four closet Battle droids heads, slicing them clean off, before the remaining three even turned around to face their opponent. But even if the Droids did not know it the motion did, this fight was over before it began. The motion then finished off the squad of hapless Battle droids with Shii cho in a similar fashion it did before, lighting bolt speed and precision. This was Nimans greatest gift, adaptability.

 

 

Niman, the Way of the Rancor, the Moderation Form, and the diplomat's form was the sixth form of Lightsaber combat. Originally created by Jedi who though Shii cho was incapable, Ataru, unreliable and Djem so was unimaginably too close to the Dark side of the Force. They decided to make their own offensive form. Taking bits and pieces from all five current Lightsaber forms they created a jack of all trades style, Niman. A master of Niman could open a fight with the Acrobatics of Ataru, flipping faster than the eye could perceive. If that failed a master could fall back on the precise grace of Makashi to compose himself before heading back into the fray with a Djem rage, and if that failed Soresu could hold your opponent off long enough while you geared up for another Ataru fueled frenzy. It allowed you almost infinite options in combat, attack and defend from every angle and that is what made Niman so great.

 

 

As the motion prepared to face the incoming reinforcements of two additional Battle Droid squads it felt something nearby in the Force. It needed to not turn around as its sharp hearing heard a blade ignite from behind. The motion had been expecting this, this was the motions former Padawan the warrior. Blade to blade they were identical after thousands of hours in Lightsaber sparring they knew each other better than brothers, and more intimately than lovers. They had become the complementary half’s of the single Jedi. The motion and the warrior were inseparable; they could no longer see their lives without one another. The motion and the warrior soon found themselves back to back reflecting and defecting blaster bolts back and forth at the seemingly relentless Battle droids. They were a perfectly integrated unit. Augmenting one another’s strengths and countering their weakness.

 

 

But the motion and the warrior were just names to describe these two acclaimed Jedi generals. As the dust of the battle began to clear these two Jedi were revealed.This is Jedi knight Lucas Ventar and his former Padawan now a knight herself Meetra force. Survivors of the first and second battle of Geonosis. Veterans of the campaign for the planet Ando Prime. And experts in the planet wide siege for the Separatist world of Daalang. This inseparable pair had been though it all. To hell and back, though thick and thin and they were in the end both better for it.

 

 

“Reminds me of the battle for Cado Cato neimoidia Lucas” Meetra said as she almost effortlessly reflected the latest blaster bolt with her blue Saberstaff from the many Droid squads that were beginning to form a circle around the two Jedi. “Well we all know that was Cody’s fault” “No, Lucas it was Anakin” “Well that is a matter we can debate later Meetra” Lucas added. Their lightsabers seemed to blur together, Green and Blue became one. The Jedi worked harder, faster as the seemingly infinite number of Droids tightened up formation around the two Jedi. Five shots, ten shots, fithteen shots a second. Their defenses fell into pieces. Suddenly out from nowhere sizzling hot bolts of Blue cross fired against bolts of sizzling hot Red. They came from all directions; one by one the droids fell against the heavy barrage of blaster rifle fire. It looked almost dazzling from Lucas perspective. The attackers then took the fight to the Droids themselves. Extension cables were fired at the ground from the high buildings above. The battlefield got even more intense as the Jedis saviors were revealed. The Clone troopers of the Galactic republic.




 

Edited October 21, 2014 by Emperor Caboose