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| - Kanato Rindall watched the misty skies of Viamodia drift over his head and behind the grassy hills. The swirling fog gently floated over the rolling hills like a massive ghost. The vivid purple grass was covered in a light sprinkling of morning dew. The weather was always like this, and Kanato liked it. It was cool, peaceful, and silent. It was a beautiful place - and one of the main reasons he had set up his Jedi Training Academy here. As he watched, an orange Kanton waddled past. Kantons were large Kangeroo-like animals with thick reptilian skin, goggling eyes and powerful legs that made them quite useful for transport. They had been named after Kanato, who had discovered them along with Viamodia. "Master!" Kanato could faintly make out one of the students running to him. "Master Rindall!" As the student came closer, Kanato could see who it was. It was Olen Ettil, his current apprentice. He was fast, agile, and very promising. However, Kanato feared that like many of the Padawans fighting in the war, Olen would soon be killed. "Master Rindall, there is a message for you from Master Merteg!" Olen panted. He handed Kanato a miniature hologram of Sarand Merteg, Grand Master of the Jedi Order. Sarand was 70 years old, with graying hair that was usually kept in a ponytail and a long wispy beard. "Master Rindall," the hologram of Sarand began. Its bluish glow lit up Kanato Rindall's face like a sapphire torch. "We have gained knowledge of a growing uprising of dark Jedi on the planet Vorako, and all of our other Jedi Knights are busy fighting in the war. Darth Admantor is STILL continuing to attack the Republic." Sarand paused. "I don't even need the Force to know what you're going to ask me next! I'm going to Vorako, right?" asked Kanato with a cheesy grin. "Yes, you are correct," Merteg chuckled. "Olen will accompany you." replied Merteg, smiling back. "Sweet! My first mission! Which ship are we going to take?" inquired Olen Ettil, almost bouncing with adrenaline. "The Silver Moon" said Kanato calmly. Kanato deactivated the hologram and began the long walk back to his academy. Kanato could sense that something important was about to happen. Darth Necrus waited. Fifteen minutes ago, he had ordered his second-in-command, Lectriso, to find out who the current Dark Lord of the Sith was. Necrus lived on the planet Korriban, far away from just about everything. Korriban was thick in the Dark Side of the Force - just how Necrus liked it, but being this far from everything meant that he wasn't good with current events - namely how the war was going, and who was leading it. Lectriso was normally a technological expert, and to perform an act as simple as looking on the holonet news would have taken him no more than forty seconds. And yet Necrus waited. He wore a rippling black cloak with a hood that shrouded his face in darkness. His lightsaber was kept up his sleeve, where he could easily access it. Necrus had sinister yellow eyes, shoulder-length black hair and deathly paper-white skin. He tapped his boot against the glossy floor impatiently. Finally, Lectriso came rushing down the hall. His heavily armored feet pounded on the ground as he ran. When he arrived, he spoke in a raspy voice, "Lord Necrus, Admantor is the current Dark Lord of the Sith." "Excellent" replied Necrus. "Is there a reason you took fifteen minutes and twenty three seconds to look up that information? You know what I do to minions who disappoint me." Necrus gestured towards the corpse of a Sith soldier whose head and chest had been separated from his legs and abdomen, which were lying nearby. "I apologize, my master but I - aargh!" There was a crackling noise of electricity as Lectriso writhed in agony. Necrus had given Lectriso a taste of the dark side - he had zapped Lectriso with a lethal bolt of Force Lightning. "I took that long because I accessed Admantor's database, his online plan for the war. I hacked it and I know where he is going to strike next, what planets he has devastated, his losses, and I have profiles about all of his minions. I also have some very important information - Darth Admantor is going to invade Korriban in approximately four hours!" Lectriso grinned evilly. Of course, Korriban was the planet that Necrus and Lectriso had made their base. It was also the original home of the ancient Sith Lords, one of which had taught Necrus in the ways of the Dark Side. The cloaked Sith Lord took a while to respond. He pondered the information, thinking. Eventually he answered in a gleeful yet sinister voice, "No doubt the Jedi will have knowledge of this. If that fool Admantor was dumb enough to not only have a database on the holonet but one that was as easy as that to access, then the Jedi MUST have discovered it. We must execute Admantor, wipe out the Jedi, and I will take over Admantor's army and rule as the Dark Lord of the Sith!" Darth Necrus declared and cackled horribly, Lectriso soon joining him. Darth Necrus's path to victory had begun. The small hangar on Viamodia started to fade away from view as The Siver Moon came closer and closer to the dense Viamodian atmosphere. "Coordinates 632787 to Vorako" said Kanato Rindall calmly to Olen Ettil. The Silver Moon left the atmosphere and began to drift into space. This is going to be one interesting mission! Olen thought to himself. The stars turned into streaks of white light and the Silver Moon entered hyperspace, so Kanato Rindall and Olen Ettil sat back to enjoy the two day trip to Vorako.
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