Trench is an admiral who holds no mercy or remorse toward his adversaries, which in turn makes him a terror to all those who came across him and his fleet. He is a military genius and his tactics and maneuvers on the battlefield made him responsible for the destruction of many Republic fleets in the Clone Wars. Enjoy the videos and music you love, upload original content, and share it all with friends, family, and the world on YouTube.
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Chapter 1. Who am I
Galen Marek a sith assassin, sith Lord in training, known as Starkiller by his dark master Darth Vader, had no idea who he was, where he was or why he was. He eyes flickered and twitched awaken from a forgotten, disturbed sleep as he regained feeling and consciousness.
He frowned deeply his body feeling like it had been set alight and left to burn into ash. He could vaguely smell the smoke that was coming of him but he had no idea why this was. The ground under him was hard and dense rock as he could feel a slight heat fading away from the stone beneath him.
Grunting and scowling the pain he slowly got to his knees, seeing that he was lying in a crater about 10 metres wide and 10 metres deep. The crystal like earth around and under him scorched in latent, disappearing heat as the crater produced white smoke from a recent impact. There weren't many thoughts going through his head but the ones that were, were all that he could hear.
Galen glared impassive; focusing as it was very concerning that he was here and without memory. 'What is this? Where am I?' He questioned himself as he looked around seeing the crater he was in, wondering why. It wasn't familiar. He looked over his clothing, frowning in unsettled confusion that irritated him. Looking at himself, he wore a comfortable white and black overtunic and undertunic that strapped a loose, long and sleeveless clock and hood. It was however burned and tore to pieces not at all looking the way it should. Instead looking like the clothing of a homeless man that was once on fire. He clothes were familiar but unknown.
Continuing from the clothing, he looked to his hip seeing a small metal hilt without a blade that he recognised as his lightsaber, the weapon of a... he didn't know why he had it. He didn't hesitate and went to grab it in curiosity as his memory continued to fail him. But as soon as his fingers touched the rough and ashed weapon his head exploded with dark and painful memories.
'GGRRAAH!' He groaned loudly, quickly grabbing his head and struggling to comprehend the memories trying resort themselves. The images were not clearly visible appearing as wind like shadows standing in darkness that only made it harder to see, but the voices of the two individuals were as clear as glass. Dark voices of power, authority and...Corruption. They could not be trusted.
The taller of the two black images blazed an intimidating red under its shadowy presence as his mechanical voice thundered, impressed and prideful. 'You were weak when I found you. Now your hatred has become your strength.' It donned in echoed pride and power although fuelling Galen's anger, the very presence of this beings existence filling him with hate. Confusion and irritation came over Galen as the bodily features of the taller man could not be seen, meaning he had no idea what this man looked like and who it was.
The same could be said for the smaller of the two black shadows as its shadow shimmered with purple lightning that could have been in his hands. His older and more threatening voice, crackled in frightening joy and danger as its purer darkness angered Galen just as much. 'Give into your Hatred.' The old voice commanded in joy.
Grabbing his head in pain Galen fell back onto his back jerking in pain as the memory forced him into unconsciousness. It wasn't clear to him at all and it didn't help his memory.
Above him, staring down from the top of the crater, two dark skinned men questioned what they should do seeing the unconscious man.
'Look, there's a man in the crater.' One said that was built and taller.
'From the looks of it he was hit by that meteor that hit the ground. Poor sucker.' The other noted in fake pity having a smaller frame to his body.
The other disagreed. 'It can't have been a meteor. There's no rock in the crater and the planets defenses would have destroyed it before it hit.' He said considering the history of their home planet.
The thinner christophsian shrugged back, shaking his head. 'Planetary defenses are down, stupid. Doesn't matter what it was anyway. He doesn't look like a christophsian so he's probably an immigrant escaping the war. Too bad for him the wars on our doorstep. Grab him and we'll put him in the slave group.' He commented without care as the two of them slid down the craters sides to grab Galen. 'It's hard to make money on a world about to see war between the Separatists and Republic. He's no Rodian, but we can classify him a low-class human and get some money out of him when we get off planet and trade him at Zygerria. He'll do fine if he isn't dead.' The man finished as they slowly descended to Galen's unconscious body.
The other nodded as they slid down, the two slave traders were in need of a profit. 'Good idea. The planet isn't going to have an easy time for a while and the separatist don't take slaves with all their droids. No profit to be gained on black market deals here anymore. We'll come back in a few years when that spider faced Admiral Trench or that long snouted General have left or been made reasonable leaders.' He said having seen the creepy looking commanders of the blockade that surrounded his home.
The other turned back to respond. 'I wouldn't worry about it, the republic will be sending Jedi soon and then that spider and snouted separatists will wish they'd never been born. We'll be back kidnapping immigrants before the year is done.' He said before turning back and then jumping back in freight.
'What, what is it?' The other asked surprised and on edge.
The other pointed at Galen's unconscious body. 'On his hip! It's a...it's a... it's a lightsaber.' He said backing away.
'What? He's a Jedi? Impossible!'
The other shook his head. 'He's got a lightsaber. He has to be.'
'That doesn't mean he's a Jedi! He could have stolen it.' He growled back as the other stared back uneasy. 'Wait. Even if he isn't a Jedi, he does have the weapon to make people think he is.'
The frightened slaver had a questioning face. 'What are you getting at?'
'How much do you think the separatists are willing to pay for a living, breathing Jedi?' He responded sneering in glee as his fellow slowly got a deep grin. They were looking for a payout after all and a jedi would be big money. 'Let's grab him then.'
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Galen groaned as he awoke, going to move himself but then suddenly stopping as he felt his limbs restricted. He was sitting on his knees upright, looking down his arms and legs he saw he was chained to the ground with thick, heavy chain. With a questioning yet un-alarmed look he pulled a little harder to test it. He wasn't going to escape with brute strength.
Looking around the room it was dark, made of metal, empty and not all that big as the lights only shined on him as he appeared to be in an interrogation. The light that shined on his body allowed him to evaluate himself to find his lightsaber gone. Seeing this he focused on his surroundings closing his eyes. Despite the blindness, Galen could easily sense the two living people metres from him, a few droids outside the room and a few other life forms that he could only barely feel. Probably in the same situation as him.
The two living beings were watching and anticipating the coming conversation in the dark. He remembered the power of the force that was at his side, even though he had no idea why. It was strange thing thinking about it like that. He could remember the force but not his identity.
He didn't remember anything so he waited patiently. Maybe he could get some answers from his wardens.
Stepping in front of Galen's chained form, a spider-like sentient being approached, 2 legs and 6 arms covered in brown fur with 3 fingered hands. It was wearing a thick, blue coat that covered most of its body that sported a number of metals on its right chest. Two Massive furred chelicerae with sharp fangs, a fanged mouth in between and six red eyes of the spider's furred face created a terrifying imagine. If it were not for the fact that galaxy was full of strange and ugly looking sentient species that often practiced interstellar travel, a human like Galen would be panicking. Yet Galen didn't react, calmly awaiting the address of his would-be captor.
'Have you finally awoken, Jedi?' The spider-like man's, deep voice said followed by some clicking.
Galen ignored the words. 'Where am I?' He questioned softly.
The spider in front of him smiled pompously. 'Where are you? You've been imprisoned as a war criminal.' He said before slapping his admiral cane in his palm, changing his tone sounding annoyed. 'I'm sure you have come to this planet with plans of capturing General Loathsome by the request of the christophisans. But you have run out of luck, as you most likely did not expect me to be here.' He said in confidence to Galen, smirking as Galen didn't react frowning having no idea who this spider faced man was.
It was clear to Galen that this man thought highly of himself, stating how his being here would be problem for anyone and the number of metals on him probably meant he had achieved much. But it didn't help Galen, as he wouldn't have known him even if he did have his memory.
Trench, a Harch and the Fleet Admiral of Separatists Blockade over christophsis caught on to his prisoner's ignorance. Turning and lowering his body slightly so that his prisoner could see his distinctive white crest present on his shoulder, he sneered. 'Here, perhaps this will jog your memory of my identity.' He said confident.
Galen peered at the white, spider crest and back at Trench, beginning to feel annoyed as all this man had showed to him was his flashiness and over-confidence in importance. Galen frowned and shrugged. 'I'm guessing your important somehow, if you're willing to brand yourself so flashily.' Galen pointed out addressing the ease to identify the mark. 'You have must a reputation, but over confidence in revealing yourself is weakness.' Galen remarked, making Trench raise a curious, non-existent eyebrow. 'And you still haven't answered my question. Where am I? What planet am I on?' Galen finished in obvious anger that was observed.
Trenched squinted and brushed the thick hair that covered his chin thoughtfully as he continued to click his mouth in between talking. 'How odd. Not only are you clueless, but a lost Jedi who doesn't know where he is.' Trench countered not believing that the boy in front of him didn't know where he was. There was no way a Jedi, his current enemy, would just happen to be on christophsis at this point in the clone wars. Trench wouldn't by this trickery. 'Next you'll be telling me you lost your memory.' He muttered amused, still brushing his chin.
Galen though about saying that he had lost his memory but this man was probably not the understanding type. Against his intentions, Galen would play along for a small time. 'Maybe I have. I certainly don't think I'd forget your face, or how I even got into this situation.' He countered back sounding aggressive and irritated but superior, infuriating Trench. Gleaming up with a sneer, Galen drove his question with a smirk that formed into a frown, wanting an answer. 'So how about you answer my question that you haven't responded to. You are driving my patience, whoever you are.'
HIT
Trench backhanded Galen across right side of his face but Galen did not fall impressively remaining in the seated position on his knees. The chains around his arms and legs were too heavy to produce a sound from the movement caused by the hit, but it hadn't really hurt him.
Trench growled at the treatment of the Jedi before him, acting as if his imprisonment were no problem or threat. Although, this could be a usual response for a Jedi, the fact that anyone who would become in impatience when being questioned by Trench wounded and burned the Harch's pride.
'Arrogant, self-entitled, Jedi filth! Learn some respect and your place as our prisoner.' Trench spat venomously not falling for any military masquerade and/or accepting disrespect by his immobilised enemy.
Trench spat in disgust, clicking his teeth loudly. 'Pretending to know nothing will do you no good. I know the christophisans, being lead by the Alderaan Senator and his clones, have begged the Republic for help.' Trench said in a commanding and merciless tone. He paused and glared at Galen in annoyance. 'You arrived far sooner than anticipated but your luck did not fortune you when those slavers caught you sneaking into the city.' Trench continued further confusing Galen.
Galen frowned back with mutual feelings towards the spider that cared heavy about his reputation. Though Galen couldn't say that he knew any of what was being said to him because he didn't. 'I have no idea what you are talking about. And that hurt you fury, fanged nobody.' Galen finished stabbing again at Trenches pride.
HIT!
Trench hit Galen harder this time and from the opposite direction as Galen faced the direction he was struck, unmoving. 'I am Admiral Trench!' Trench roared at the man he thought was a young Jedi. 'I am one of the galaxies, greatest military minds. And as long as I command the blockade around Christophtsis I won't allow a shred more of the Republic's presence on this planet, than what is feebly trying to fight back!' He shouted inches from Galen's cheeks, his breath...not as bad as one would imagine. Though Galen didn't care for hygiene right now.
Galen wasn't facing this man, his eyes were shut and his teeth were grinding on each other. Slowly turning back to Trench, Galen opened his eyes and glared, his voice coming from behind his teeth. 'rrrhhh.' Galen silently growled and his connection the force awoke with his growing irritation of Trench.
Trenches eyes widen as his mind clouded, a feeling of shadowing influence coming over him. As if a massive hand was descending on him, slowly taking all thought as it approached and blocked out everything else. On the outside Trench shook his head and growled again at the Jedi. 'Why you, how dare you try one of your jedi mind tricks on me!' He shouted bringing his arm back to strike Galen again.
'Enough, calm yourself Trench.' Said the other, silent person that was staying in the shadows announcing himself. The lights completely flickered on to reveal the small, metal prison cell with Trench standing in front of Galen. Behind Trench a long snouted, blue alien, unknown to Galen as much as Trenches species, walked from the closed door with his arms behind him. He wore expensive looking clothing that looked like that of a noble and his posture suggest this as well.
'I want him alive to bargain with when the clone armies arrive.' He elaborated to Trench as the admiral stepped aside. The new person peered at Galen curiously and silently, pausing the conversation as his face frowned in thought. 'I don't think he was sent here by the republic, there's no way they could response so fast. Perhaps he is a spy.' He started analysing the time of which they had been controlling the planet.
Trench clicked at the thought. 'Explain General Loathsome.'
General Loathsome's eyes turned to Trench but his body did not. 'He must have been hiding on the planet by order of the jedi before we took it and has only revealed himself now. It's not impossible that the Jedi could have used their foresight to predict our occupation of Christophsis. ' General Loathsome concluded continue on his reasoning, sounding more and more accurate with every word. These thoughts in a way were a testament to his tactical insight being a military General. 'If that is case, it would explain why our spies in the republic haven't heard off it. It would have been an internal Jedi act. Not only that but his physical appearance looks like that of a spy or assassin, despite the Jedi's ways.' He said breaking down theory's over looking Galen thin body that looked like a spy's, before continuing to support it. 'There has been preparation on the republic's part but no confirmed notion to act on christophsis's occupation. And even if he had come from Coruscant you would have picked up on him before he entered the atmosphere.'He stated confident in Admiral Trench's abilities.
Galen was impressed by the breakdown and reasoning Loathsome had, taking a mental note to remember all of his words. Galen didn't know the entities being mentioned so it was best to store them for later. He also noted the vote of confidence on Trenches part but didn't want to make it easy for the spider that had struck him. 'Maybe I did come from Coruscant.' He stated pulling Trench's and Loathsome's attention with the tease. 'Just maybe...you're not as great as you think, Trench.' Galen said falsely suggesting that he done something that he hadn't to confuse and anger his captors.
It worked. 'Nothing would get by me!' Trench roared infuriated approaching to strike again.
Loathsome stepped in between the two of them and growled back. 'Trench. While I have no problem with torturing our prisoner, he was already beaten severely before we received him. I want him breathing.' General Loathsome continued. 'How he got here does concern me but it does not matter in our grant scheme now. We've captured him so-'
Galen had just about enough of this treatment as he focused the force around him and was about to free himself and attack. But was interrupted.
RUMBLE.
The cell made of metal shook and rumbled from a close explosion as the lights flickered from the disturbance. General Loathsome's eyes moved to faded lights before he turned away, keeping his hands hidden as his approached the exit.
Galen felt the rumble vibrate from the ground into his chains and into his skin concerning him of where he was and what that was greatly. 'What was that?' He questioned looking at the back of Loathsome.
The cell door slid upwards, opening it to reveal a group of skeletal like droids holding blaster rifles in their mechanical hands. 'Report. Identify the source of that attack.' Loathsome questioned as a droid turned to him, speaking in a mechanical voice.
'It is the Christophisan and clone resistance, General Loathsome. They have retaliated in an offensive strike and broken our line of defence. They have gained a stronger foot hold in the city blocks.' The machine report having received word through its installed range B1-battle communication channel, allowing knowledge of battle field events when other droid were engaged with the enemy.
RUMBLE
The room and entire floor lightly rumbled again from the battle going on kilometres away.
Suddenly, Galen's body clenched from the familiar sensation as his mind was flooded with memorise he don't know of or understand. He mind went into a random flashback, reminded by the rumbling of the battle outside.
It was a dark looking world with a sickening and ill looking shine to it. The plants and earth were corrupted as if the entire planet had fallen to chaos. Galen was standing up high, peering down at a battlefield that rung through the dark, fungal world.
Below he could see white armoured soldiers firing incinerating flames and electrical bolts towards twisted, blue and black creature that looked like they had grown from the fungus around them. The creatures stormed towards the white soldiers that were shooting and firing their weapons, putting down the natives that had gone bad.
The fungal humanoids roared and screeched as they made contact slashing and hitting their enemy's with hook shaped blades and spears.
The white armoured soldier shouted in fury, as more poured out from the landing gunships.
'Gun them down. Don't let them win.'
'They're climbing down the trees and coming out of the ground.'
'Kill the feluicans.'
The white armours soldiers showed even less mercy and kindness than the corrupted beings, as explosions and laser fire erupted on the swampy field of battle.
Galen sweated furiously and his muscles work over time on clenching and gripping tightly to his bones. He head was hurting maddeningly as Galen forced back a grunt of pain and unpleasantness. He breathed heavy and tried his best to make this unnoticed by his captors and thankfully they didn't notice his struggle. Though unknown to Galen, this being a result of his life time of training as an assassin, being able to hide his struggles and pain.
'What was that? Where was that? What does it mean?!'Galen questioned in his mind unable to comprehend what the battle that he saw in his head meant. He didn't know the meaning or reasoning of the words being shouted in the flashback, or who the solider fighting were, not helping him at all.
Trying to change his thoughts he questioned Loathsome more desperately, wanting to know exactly what was happening with the explosion outside. He wanted to know if they were connected. 'Hey! What was that? What's going on outside?' He shouted pushing his intent further.
Loathsome peered over his shoulder squinting a frown of annoyance before turning back to his droids. 'Wait here and tell our forward troops to hold their ground and wait for my arrival. I'll be done here soon.' He mumbled to the droid that nodded.
'Roger Roger.' It said as General Loathsome turned back around, continuing to hide his hands behind his back.
The door slid shut behind him. 'Never mind what is happening outside, Jedi.' He scowled stepping forward to end his discussion and interrogation of the Jedi. He had hoped for more time but he was the General of the Separatists army on this planet. Bail Organa was leading his clones and the christophian soldiers against him in vain. They were just about done and the Republic was slowly acting to fix this.
Loathsome's face lost its seriousness as he started slowly bringing his hands out from behind him. 'It's sad how easily you were captured.' He monologued, in his right hand was Galen's lightsaber. Loathsome looked closely at it. 'I've never held a lightsaber before. I think I will hold on to his for you. It will make a great trophy in my treasurer safe.' He stated in an uncaring and stoic growl.
Galen flinched before shouting. 'Give that back to me!'
Loathsome shook his head, looking sober and solemn. 'No. Lord Tyranus will be pleased that I was able to capture a living Jedi.' He started, giving another clue to Galen as to what was going on. Loathsome brought up a hologram in his other hand that would bring up one 3D image of a person before flashing through to a different one. It was a list of some sort and Galen didn't recognise any of the holograms as Loathsome stared at the imagines of the Jedi list he had. 'I don't recognise you from the list of Jedi intel we have. But by trying a mind trick on Trench, you confirmed you are one. But still, I don't want to embarrass myself. What's you name Jedi?' He questioned as Galen had grown angry of hearing that word.
'Jedi. Jedi. Jedi. Jedi!' Galen repeated shouting his frustration surprising Loathsome and Trench. 'I don't even know what that word means. What is a Jedi?' Galen questioned having no idea what a Jedi was. He didn't remember what a Jedi was.
Loathsome gripped the hologram and lightsaber harder, his frown deepened confused. He had been listening from the start and knew that the Jedi in front of him had repeatedly said that he didn't know where he was. Now, Loathsome was beginning to think this was true with the clueless anger coming of the boy.
Loathsome peered at Trench who did so at the same time. 'Trench, maybe he's lost his mind.' He started focusing back on Galen staring back at him. 'Maybe those slavers were more savage in their treatment of others than we thought.' He said curiously to Galen who tried to remember any slavers but couldn't. 'Answer my question. Who are you?' General Loathsome asked again.
Galen hesitated somehow, remembering his name but feeling that it was incomplete in some way. 'Galen...' He paused feeling that there was more, but his damaged memory would not grant him his wish. Thinking about it as hard as he could, another name popped into his head and it was the only other name he could think that belonged to him. 'Galen...Starkiller.'
General Loathsome sniffed his nose, having never heard such a name. 'Starkiller?' He shook his head not able to stand this mystery anymore. He would have to research this with his masters before he did anything, but did believe it wouldn't matter in the end. The young jedi's name wouldn't matter once the execution commenced.
'You won't have to wait long. Your allies will be here soon and I want to make sure you're alive so that I can kill you myself.' Loathsome said determine to do so turning away from Galen with a thoughtful pose. 'I can only imagine the promotion I will get for publicly killing a jedi.' He finished staring at the ceiling in thought.
Galen frowned. 'You will try.' He growled lowly.
General Loathsome scoffed the clear threat turning to Trench with his back still facing Galen. 'Hmph. Trench. Take your ship and return to the blockade. We're leaving. ' He commanded as Trench nodded. They begun to walk to door only metres away before Loathsome stopped, Trench behind him. 'And keep your communications on. You will want to see the show when it happens.' General Loathsome finished wanting to scare the Jedi chained to ground behind him.
Trench turned back to Galen as General Loathsome continued walking through the open door before handing a droid galen's lightsaber. Galen tried to listen to Loathsome's words to the droid but Trench took his attention away. Trench laughed lowly. 'Hmhmhmhm. Good. Goodbye, Starkiller.' Trench said hardly able to wait for the execution of the boy before him. Trench started walking further away but Galen responded.
'Trench!' He shouted loudly and violently causing the admiral to stop and turn at the sudden feriousity. Galen went silent and smirked nodding at Trench's shoulder. 'That brand...it's nice. I'll remember it. We'll be seeing each other soon.' Galen remarked at least being able to memorize the memory for his current predicament. Admiral Trench peered at the crest on his shoulder, frowned and shook his head angered as he walked out the door that slid shut.
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Asaijj Ventress's eye opened in concern. 'Hmmmmm. What was that? For a brief second, I sensed a powerful presence.' She said to herself as she mediated on the second floor of a massive room. Nearly a week ago, Ventress had felt an incredible surge of the force unlike anything she had felt before erupt on Christophsis. She hadn't a faintest clue as to what it was and within seconds of her feeling it, it vanished completely erasing its presence. She tried to sense and find it with the force but got nothing from the planet's connection.
It had brought her curiosity out in the open as she frantically contacted Admiral Trench and General Loathsome to discover if anything had change in the blockade around christohpsis to help pinpoint the source of the surge. A Repubulic and Jedi attack was not unwarranted, but at such a time would have caught her by surprise. But both leaders gave her the same answer stating how nothing had change other than the quickly falling resistance that was fighting against the droid armies.
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She needed to make sure nothing was compromised so wasn't going to give up her investigation, having droids search christophsis's major capitals and populated areas. But after searching for days found nothing. She had nothing to show of the surge and she would not bring such a thing to her master without evidence. She did not want to waste his time.
Though, she had time before the Republic 's obvious arrival so spent the rest of her days mediating greatly on the force and its presence on christophsis. She wasn't the greatest at this as her use in the force was more as a weapon then a means of understanding, but she still spent days trying focusing on the source of the surge trying to find it. Occasional, she would have to stop to make sure things were fine with the Separatists armies and if they found anything, but still she didn't hear or sense anything.
But she hadn't stopped, the surge had captivated her with its unknown presence. She was still acting on the Separatists and Count Dooku's best wishes but the lack of information had her hooked and interested. It wasn't often that she worked independently and for her own interest, being that she would follow orders rather than her own wishes.
A search for something that could possibly not be connected to the clone wars, the Separatist or Dooku was very uncommon. It made her feel good to act on her own behalf instead of the usual 'kill clones', 'kill jedi', 'sneak here', or ' trick the senate'.
Her days of patience payed off, a moment ago while in deep in mediation she had for an instant felt a powerful force presence that was very faint, that she was unfamiliar with. Not on the same level as the surge but it had raw power that disturbed her concentration. She knew that something was amiss, curious really that something like this would suddenly appear without warning or prior knowledge. Curious, concerning and dangerous.
Her eyes darted stopping the thought, the B1 Battle Droids approaching her from the stairs. 'Mistress Venturess. General Loathsome, has been report to have captured a Jedi spy.' The droid informed her making her frown in further confusion.
'What? A Jedi? Already on the planet.' She said aloud thinking about it and wondering how they had slipped past Separatists knowledge. There was a possibility, concerning that this Jedi could be the source of raw ability she felt. And greater still, is whether this Jedi had been on the christophsis since the surge's appearance. This could also mean that the Jedi had been on christophsis for more than a week undetected by her and the separatists. This fact being a disturbing thought.
She and the Separatist were almost always informed of the coming threats of the clone armies of the Republic and of the jedi order that lead them. There wasn't often a time where the Republic was able to surprise them. But in this current situation it should have been impossible for them act so quickly and greater so without her knowledge for over a week. ' Th-The Jedi council must be acting faster than we thought. Do you know who the Jedi is?' She questioned stuttering in the beginning, processing what was happening.
It could have been one of the greater Jedi masters like Mace Windu, Plo Koon, Ki Adi Mundi or Yoda that had arrived, sneaking onto the planet's surface. It wouldn't be impossible for Jedi of such calibre to do so. But thinking about it the only ones she could face was Plo and Ki Adi, while facing the other two would be ill advised.
'We don't know who he is Mistress.' The droid replied to the question angering Ventress as it complete destroyed her theory.
'He?'
'And why not? Is General Loathsome planning to keep his identity secret from me?' She questioned as it had to be one of the greater Jedi masters.
The droid took a step back. 'No Mistress. It's just, we don't have any intel on who this Jedi is.' It reported.
Ventress's eyebrow came closer together. 'No intel?' She said aloud and slowly. 'We don't know the identity of this Jedi?' She continued taking a few moments to consider what was going on. It could be a disguise? Genetic physical reconstruction, cybernetic implantation or holographic illusions chips? There were a number of ways to hide ones identity. Maybe it was changeling or maybe just a force-sensitive smugger. How had Loathsome identified this person as a Jedi?
She frowned and spoke lowly as there was a number of possibilities and reasons. 'That is concerning. Has General Loathsome informed my Master?' She asked as no doubt the General would inform Count Dooku before her to earn favour in the separatist forces.
The droid shook its head. 'No. General Loathsome presence has be required as Bail Organa's troops have reorganise, gained an offensive and broken our line of defense. He stated that he will inform the supreme leaders after he has forced Senator Organa's troops back.' The droid continued reporting.
Ventress hummed to herself in thought. 'What about Admiral Trench?' She continued as she was aware the Admiral had returned to reboot the energy supplies and ammunition of his ship.
'He has returned to the Blockade.' He droid said without hesitation, explaining why. 'General Loathsome and Admiral Trench believe that with the capture of the Jedi, the republic will soon be on their way.'
Ventress rubbed her chin thinking about all the facts. 'Hm. This is most intriguing. I must speak with Loathsome and met this Jedi before consulting my master.' She said aloud. 'You 2 come with me. We're taking a few speeders and heading for the central base.' She said going to walk away, willing to leave the rest of her hidden army of droids where it was.
'Roger Roger.'
BEP. BEP. BEP. BEP...
Suddenly a light beeping went of stopping Ventress as she saw her that master was calling her on her transmitter. 'Hold that command.' She noted as the droids stopped.
Holding the transmitter up, she answered as a blue Hologram of her master, Count Dooku revealed itself. 'Yes my master.' Asaijj Ventress responded bowing with a soft face revealing nothing of her concerns.
Count Dooku went silent a moment, narrowing his eyes at his student, promptly sensing her distress like it were a breeze. Asaij had be begun to worry seconds ago about what was happening on this planet leaving her inner thoughts disturbed, and despite her quick skills in assassin-like acting, Dooku saw through it and could tell it had Asaij's interest. Asaij realised this, but waited.
It was common for force users to sense the feeling of others but Dooku's ability to read people was more terrifying. If someone were to walk into a burning fire of death, their reaction to the heat would be slower than Dooku's ability to read others.
Though, Dooku could be patient. It wasn't like he didn't feel the fear of his allies every time they convened. 'It is good to see you Ventress. How is the occupation of christophsis going?' The Sith lord questioned without concern.
'We have taken the capital cities Count Dooku. There is only a small resistance being lead by Senator Organa which is currently being handled easily.' She informed him smiling.
The sith lord remained stoic and unchanged knowing by no means that Bail was the source of Ventress's distress. 'Good. I have come to inform you that the Republic has decide to send General Skywalker to attempt to end our occupation of Christophsis. They shall arrive in 5 rotations so I want no excuses for failure. Ensure Admiral Trench will not allow them reach the planet's surface. Send him to blockade now.' Dooku commanded.
Asaijj eyes widened hearing the Republic will soon be here and the fact that the General and Admiral had already predicted this. 'Admiral Trench has already left the surface to join the blockade.' She said as Count Dooku frowned, feeling Asaijj's emotion and conflictions flicker. Her concern stemming from the fact it could be very possible that the Jedi's capture is what has lead to the Republic's decision to act. Did this mean that the Jedi were already steps ahead of them?
Dooku felt her concerns, frowning. 'Has he?' He started questioningly, examining Ventress closely, the light-year distances not at all separating his connection to Ventress's presence within the force. 'What concerns you Ventress?' He asks acting on the hesitation of his student and also the strange feeling behind Trench's unreported return to the blockage.
Asaij answer was humble, not wanting to say the wrong thing or give the wrong impression. 'A little over a week ago I felt a massive disturbance in the force, unlike anything I have felt before. I didn't know what it was and I could not find the source of this disturbance.' She started but paused wanting Dooku's full attention. 'General Loathsome has reported to have captured a Jedi.' Asaijj stated feeling unusually uneasy at this time, making her more worried of her master's response.
Dooku's face frowned. 'A jedi is already on Christophsis?' He questioned in a deeper and yet confused tone.
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Asaijj nodded to the hologram. 'Yes, but I have yet to see who this Jedi is. General Loathsome apparently captured the Jedi but has not been able to identify him. He is not on our list of identified Jedi Generals.' She continued informing her Master.
Dooku paused for a long time, in Ventress's mind it was the longest time she had seen him go silent. Should she have told Dooku first before going to meet this Jedi or should she have spoken to Loathsome first? Ventress couldn't figure out if she had made a mistake in judgement, it wasn't wise to displease her master. Dooku wasn't viewed as one of the most patience or understand of people anyway.
'This is odd. There should be no Jedi on Christophsis as far as I know.' Dooku explained concerned. 'I may have to speak to my master about this, after it has been confirmed that it is indeed a Jedi. And if so, I trust that you see how we will use this to our advantage.' Dooku stated as Ventress understood what he was getting at.
Dooku continued. 'I'll contact Loathsome and find out what he knows about this Jedi. In the mean time, you will go meet this unknown Jedi and discover his secrets. Understood.' He asked wanting to know what was going on.
Asaijj nodded. 'Understood perfectly my master. I should inform you though that Loathsome is currently on the battlefield.' She noted keeping Dooku informed.
Dooku scowled this frowning. 'Where he is does not concern me. I will contact him now. The presence of a Jedi on christophsis that was unknown to us is a disturbing piece of information. Meet this unknown Jedi Ventress and report back.' Dooku commanded in absolute.
'Yes my Master.' Asaijj finished nodding as the hologram disappeared. She turned to her droid to leave focused and wary, but a bit excited of what was to come. 'Let's go.'
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