KOTOR V: The Force Plague

[steven]

((Somewhere in the ship))

 

Solidus was meditating in the cargo hull when he had a bad memory. 'Ormond! You fool!' Solidus was locked in a due, with his old padawan Ormond. He had been his great student. But he lacked controll of his anger. He attacked Solidus when he didnt grant him knightship after 3 years of training. Ormond had joined the Lawfull sith and was it's demise. He killed the leaders wife, helping Elon see the light.' Solidus was awoken to see Tysy infront of him "Ahh, Tysy, what can I do for you?"

[TreeX]

Twirling his blade in an arc around his body, Kharne swept the blade at knee height, spinning a 360 arc. Sweeping it left and right Kharne slinged it over his shoulder, spinning, and still spinning he swept it back up over his shoulder and gripped it still and thrust forward stepping to the right with his left foot he made a back stab and twirled it up and back holding the vibro double blade horizontally behind him.

 

He went back into a casual position, stabbed the blade into the ground and leaned on it, breathing heavily.

This exercise never used to tire me out like this... Perhaps I am getting older. Time to settle down and put away my blasters. After this last ... trip .. I think I'll head to Dantooine and retire.

 

He propped his vibroblade against the wall, sat on the bunk and leaned back, remembering the days whenlife was simple. Shoot the target and stay alive was all he needed, now he needed to deal with the politics of the target's allies and friends, his employer's enemies and malevolent figures. He looked at the door to make sure it was shut and then pulled out the metal object and looked at it with a wry smile. He ignited it and admired the orange blade, he hit another button and one of the blades disappeared, he twirled the single blade around a bit and remembered when he got this. He sighed deactivated it, pulled out his blasters and started modifying them with what he remembered of the schematics of the Mandalorian Disintigrator.

 

((Think a bit and you'd find I just showed you what his special ability is ^_-))

[ExtreamJedi12]

Graothar launched the Myriad."Just to let you all know, I can't go to Kashyyyk." Graothar said on an intercom. "This is the moment where I have become useful." he thought to himself. He started thinking about his younger days on Kashyyyk. He was a special Wookie until he attacked his own kind with his claws. They put him inside an escape pod and sent him to Tatooine as a punishment. "I will never forget that day. I can never go back." Graothar thought to himself. He activated the hyperspace module and set a course for Korriban."Let's see what this thing can do." he thought. The Myriad jumped to hyperspace in the direction of Korriban.

[Jedi Atomic]

Taris

 

When Scur suddenly heard the anti-air guns start to fire he looked up. Suprisingly, instead of a bombardment, dropships were falling from the hangar of the capitol ship. Scur decided to takea few steps out from the doors of the tower and suddenly he became terrified. Dropships were everywhere turning the sky into a large dark cloud. One of the dropships landed maybe 100 feet from him and some guys hurried over to it and surrounded it. The soldiers waited.

 

The dropships burst open and a huge fierce looking beast about the size of 2 1/2 guys grabbed two guys and threw them over the edge before they could react. The guys started backing away quickly and started shooting them, which just deflected off them. Once the guys noticed it they started running away. Scur started heading to a hangar and he tried to find something that might do damage to them.

 

When Scur ran into the hangar, Several beasts were already in there destroying everything. Scur quickly ran up to the control room without the beasts seeing him, and hotwired into the hangar controls. He noticed a huge crane looking beam hanging from the ceiling of the hangar, so he tried to find the control for it and soon found it. He set it to the crane and took the control stick and started lowering the magnetic crane to a beam and turned the magnetism on the beam hooked onto the magnet and Scur raised it above the beasts and dropped it. The bewast let a blood gurgling scream and soon fainted but Scur knew that the beast would wake up eventually so he picked the beam up again and lifted it straight up and down. He dropped it and it went straight into the beasts neck/heart area.

 

He decided to knocked them beasts over by swinging the beam, so he started swinging the beam and eventually the beast was knocked over and before the beast could get up, the beam went right through him.

 

The hangar was clear and only one ship remained hanging on some hooks so Scur lowered the starfighter to the ground and unhooked the hook from the starfighter. Scur started climbing down the steps when another dropship landing on the edge of the hangar door. Scur noticed a switch on the wall next to him and it remembered that it was the hangar door switch. He quickly switched it and the door started closing. When the beasts finally broke free of the dropship they were crushed by the hangar doors.

 

Scur switched the hangar doors to open and jumped into the starfighter and started it up. He started floating when yet another dropship landed on the edge of the hangar. He searched and found the missile shot and fired the missile only dented the dropship, so Scur fired another missile at the ship this time it barely missed and hit the edge of the ship sending it spinning to the edfge of the hangar and falling.

 

By then, the starfighter was speeding out of the hangar and he started going upwards when he remembered that he wouldn't be able to get past the blockade above him. Scur decided to fly along the top of the buildings and get out of view of the Capitol Ships.

[DarthSion101]

Darth Sinister stood at the bridge observation window, high in orbit above the besieged TARIS. He had his large arms folded accross his powerful chest, as he waited in anticipation news of his frenzeid terror campaign on the planet below.

 

The admiral sprinted from the command console, and kneeled behind Lord Sinister.

"Master" he exclaimed. "The wookie mutants have wreaked havoc on the streets below, the population is in chaos."

 

Sinister smiled coldly. "Ah, so my pets passed their test. Admiral, have our men on the surface begin rounding up and capturing as many people as possible. So more human subjects can be placed in my Project Omega." Sinister commanded. "And have all prisoners, troops, and beasts rounded up, and back on this ship within the hour. That will give us enough time just to keep the republic guessing. HAHAHAHAH"

 

"All will be done as you command Lord Sinister." The admiral stood, turned on his heel, and went to the comm to make his Lord's announcement.

 

Sinister just continued staring into the blackness that is space, eager contemplating his rise into greatness. "Soon I will have an army of genetically enhanced warriors, not only wookie, but soon human as well. It will be an army bread for a single purpose, to bring about an end to the age of the Republic, and the death of the Jedi Order. It will be an age where I reign supreme, and bring about the new era, where only the strong survive. The age of the Sith is upon them." Sinister gleefully thought to himself. His plans were in motion, his genetic mutantswere already wreaking havoc on a planetary scale, but soon with the addition of Project Omega, human mutations would make up his core, fearless, painless, mindless servants to his will.

 

The First of the transports he could see from his viewport were returning to his vessel The Kracken.

[Tysyacha]

Tysy, of course, was still aboard the Myriad. However, she had

crawled into one of the bunks in the upper-level dormitory for a quick nap.

It would take a good, long while to reach Korriban, so Tysy decided she

might as well take advantage of all the down-time she had at her disposal.

 

Even though she was not that strong of a Jedi Padawan, or even as the

neutral Force Sensitive female she was, she knew her nightmare. It was

no mere re-enactment of the destruction of Taris by Darth Malak. This

bad dream was of a new attack, an assault that was happening now!

 

Hundreds were screaming and running, trying to outrace the mutated giants

headed for them. Some had spikes coming out of their heads, some had thick

and almost impenetrable fur, and yet others were grossly, completely bald.

These hairless ones were the worst creatures--they howled with a bestial

rage that could come from nothing Force-sentient. What in Dxun were they?!

 

Tysy sat bolt upright, climbed down from her bunk, and headed for Graothar

in the cockpit. She wasn't sure if the Wookiee would believe her story, but

she had to try. Tysy had heard tales of shared visions between Dark Lord

Revan and his companion and lover, Bastila. Maybe this was a vision...

 

"Graothar," she said quickly. "I just had a nightmare, but it may be more

than that. The nightmare was of hundreds of people on Taris running

and fleeing these foul creatures who--looked like Wookiees, but there's

no way anyone would call them by that name once they saw them!

What do you think? Should we still stay on course for Korriban? I just

may have been having a bad dream due to my emotional stress." She paused.

[ExtreamJedi12]

"I heard of this kind of thing." Graothar said to Tysy. "It happened to Revan and Bastila." he added. "I'll reset the course to Taris." he said. He stopped and by chance he stopped at Taris."Oh !@#$." he thought to himself. 'SOMEONE GET TO THE TURRETS! WE'VE GOT COMPANY!" Groathar shouted at the top of his voice.

[DarthSion101]

Sinister Watched comfortably from the command deck as the final transports carrying his pets, prisoners, and sith troopers, enterred the hangar bay. He smiled confidently to himself, and folded his hands behind his back.

 

"My lord Sinister all ships are accounted for." Stated the admiral.

 

Sinsiter turned and faced his ships commander. "Excellent. Then I suggest its time to leave this pathetic world behind. Set a course for Thule, it is time to pick up the first wave of Project Omega. Order all ships to make the jump for Thule."

 

"As you command my lord." the admiral replied, as he gestured for his men to punch in the coordinates.

 

"I feel an echo through the force, I'll be in my chambers, contact me when we have returned to THULE, admiral." Sinister turned and headed off of the bridge, and to his personal quarters. The elevator doors slid silently shut, as his cape flowed behind his imposing form.

 

The Kracken's engines rumbled and hissed, as the hyperdrive kicked in, and left Taris in its wake.

[RobQel-Droma]

Coryn ran as fast as he could to the gun turrets. Climbing up the ladder to the turrets, he got in and got the systems up and running. Looking out the window, he saw about eight fighters coming in. Laying down a volley of fire, he destroyed one and damaged one of them. More fire was coming from the bottom turret and a few more went down.

 

Looking at the planet he saw that it was Taris. Except there were Sith ships attacking it, with dropships landing and burning Taris up. I thought we were going to Korriban, he thought. I guess we had a change of plans.

[Jedi Atomic]

(((Darth Sion, I crushed some dropships up, so how can all ships be accounted for?)))

 

Scur headed into space and wondered where to now and why the Sith would attack Taris, and what were these beasts that seemed like mutated wookies? He decided to wait then head back to Taris as soon as the Sith left to examine the beasts he killed in the hangar.

[Killwithhonor]

(((All the ships that werent destroyed)))

On The Kraken

Gazing at Taris as it was destroyed, Cronus was impressed by what Sion had accomplished and he had not, yet he felt good for him. Almost like a lightsider but still a space cold heart. Cronus walked into Sinisters chamber

 

Cronus: What you have done to Taris will rip the Republic in half since they will be in shock and awe after just rebuilding it and having it destroyed again. Except more to the point where it would take a century to rebuild it then what Malak had done and they rebuilt it in a few years. I must congradulate you on what you have achieved. I remember us padawans clawing through the ranks killing everyone that stood in our path. It seems like we share a bond, but we are not a Jedi, we are sith, and the force is giving us an unlimited amount of power. Everything you destroy, all that energy goes to both of us. It would seem that if one died, the other would too. We must be weary of our surroundings.

Now that I have said that. I have an idea for your army. We take a Sith jedi and mutate him with half of the wookie mutation and a force sensitive. I can supply the force sensitive. Hes my aprentice. Then after that, we will clone that man into 2 then 4 then 8 then to thousands! All under our control!

[Tysyacha]

Tysy had to stuff the edge of her Padawan cloak in her mouth to keep

from rupturing the eardrums of those around her. No sooner had they

entered Taris space than the fleets of the Sith bombarded the planet

for the second time in the course of five years! Tears sprang to her eyes.

 

"Why?" she wailed when Tysy thought the impulse to scream had

finally passed. "Why would the Sith destroy Taris when it has barely begun

to regain its former glory? Why not Dantooine, where the Light Side is strong,

or perhaps Manaan, for its serenity and beauty? Taris had--" She shuddered.

"Taris had a chance, or so I thought. Some Sith-squelching hero I am! Why

in the galaxy didn't I have that nightmare before it could really happen?"

 

Silence. That is, until D-452 spoke up. "Mistress," it chided her gently,

"perhaps we should reset our course from the planet of Korriban. If we

venture there, we might destroy the plague, and thus partially vanquish

the meatbags--I mean organics--that you call the Sith. Shall I proceed?"

 

"Da," moaned Tysy. "Konyeshna. Of course. The sooner

we get to the source of the plague, to its heart, the better."

 

D-452 nodded and reprogrammed the Myriad's hyperspace coordinates

for a graveyard world. But, what better place for a disease to lie dormant?

[TreeX]

Unknown to the others aboard the [Myriad, Kharne's modified comlink also communicated with a Kel Dor currently on Taris. The Kel Dor was a Gray Jedi who had helped Kharne escape and later allowed Kharne to borrow credits to start up his career, and then set up a shop, hanging up his lightsaber. The Kel Dor's name was Aegis Valheru.

 

Aegis with quite a bit of effort force pushed the raging beast into a wall where he picked up a sith tremor sword from his rack and removed the beast's head. He picke dup his lightsaber which lay a distance away and looked out his shop window to see many other shops were being destroyed the same way with those.. beasts ripping and tearing apart soldiers and civilian alike.

Gah, wish Kharne was visiting, I could have used his help. Lightsabers won't work... damn thing shorted out on me against the beast... most likely they have some sort of cortosis weaved into their armour, I had best -

Aegis grunted when a squeeling suddenly came through his comlink lying on the table, picking it up he listened anddisbelievingly heard Kharne's voice.

"Aegis, Aegis! You still alive?"

Aegis spread his mind across and looked for the familiar mind and found him aboard a small freighter. Indeed. These beasts are ransacking Taris, once they're done with it, it'll be Malak all over again.

"Ick, that mind speech always freaked me out, listen, get on your snub fighter and get out, the Sith Blockade has a small gap in it while our freighter's dusting a few ships, get out now!"

Without replying Aegis leapt over the counter and ran to his hangar.

 

As Aegis flew past the debris of the Sith fighters he went into hyperspace and stopped by Manaan. Kharne was too far away to contact and since he couldn't speak Aegis has lost Kharne. But to his relief Kharne had expected this and spoke through his comlink again.

"Aegis... Me and... Sith Plague... to... Korriban... there... Out."

Damn static.

 

Turning his ship around Aegis knocked in the hyperspace coordinates and leaned back in the fighter seat.

Korriban. Wonder what Kharne is doing there....

 

Kharne leaned back on his bunk again and hoped Aegis got the message.

He'd better have or else he'd most likely find two dead Mandalorians,. a midget, half-trained jedi, wookie and a broken droid.

[ForceFightWMe12]

The man sat meditating in the ancient temple, the bodies of many students lying around him. Some had saber wounds on their bodies, others had had the life snuffed out of them before they had even known who or what had assulted them. It made no difference to the man. A dead opponent does not rise to fight another day. The manner of their death mattered little.

The entire time, the man had been watching several events play out before him. He wasn't sure how, but he had found a ship with a Mandalorian and a frightened Force Sensative aboard. And he somehow knew...call it a hunch, that these two would be major pawns in this game of Dejarik that was beginning to unfold across the galaxy...

 

Special Ability Gained: Foresight

[RobQel-Droma]

Coryn leaned back as the ship jumped into hyperspace and left Taris. I wonder why that Sith ship was assaulting Taris. Kinda seems like Taris has this big neon sign saying "bomb me"! First Malak, then rebuilt, then this.

 

He slid down out of the turret and headed toward the cockpit. Huge monsters closing in on them... The strange figure in black who attacked him...The strange beings that looked like wookies, crushing and killing them. The vision came back to him as he walked through the ship.

 

Coryn climbed down into the cockpit and found Tysy, Graothar, and D-452 in the cockpit. "What happened there? And why did we go to Taris instead of Korriban, did something happen?"

[TreeX]

"Just what I was thinking kiddo," Walking in and putting his hand on Coryn's head, looking at Tysy "He narrowed his eyes, "You got a bit of explaining to do lil lady, the worst thing a Mandalorian can do is charge at the enemy with a blindfold on."

As he spoke, his other hand had been fingering the blaster at his belt...

[steven]

"She had a vision." said Solidus as he walked towards them. Not trusting Kharne he used the force to pull the blaster from Kharnes. Solidus slided the blaster behind him. "Darth Sinister is behind this attack. He is a fool. He's attacked Taris without thinkinf of the consiquencs."

[RobQel-Droma]

"Darth Sinister... Never heard of him. Some new Sith goon that has come up?" Coryn and Kharne both asked.

"Darth Sinister is dangerous. Even if he is a fool he is dangerous-we are going to have to be careful." Soludis replied.

 

The Myriad sped through space toward the planet called Korriban. Coryn watched out the viewport as the ship got closer to the planet. Something... There was something he sensed... Something that he couldn't recognize. Something was going to happen - soon.

 

Looking down at his hand, he thought about his dream. Falling down into a room with large monsters of wookiees. His friends falling beside him. And no weapons he could use except for a broken one...A lightsaber - In his hand.

[steven]

Solidus walked up to Coryn. He pulled the trouser leg of the mandalorian. Touching him he had a quick vision of him and Tysy, sleeping together. But Coryn pulled out a knife and stabbed volient at Tysy's chest, but Solidus knew it was just the dark aura from the planet. "Mandalorian. May I have quick word with you ?"

[RobQel-Droma]

Coryn's trouser leg had to be tugged twice before he noticed someone was there. Jumping and looking around, he saw nothing, then looked at his feet. It was Soludis, the little green alien. Soludis repeated his question.

"Mandalorian, may I have a word with you?"

"Um, sure, what is it?'' Coryn replied, sitting back down. He looked back out the viewport.

[steven]

"It's about the padawan." Solidus changed his tone to a quiet one"Do you know about the lawfull sith that once rivaled the republic?"

[TreeX]

Kharne picked up his blaster and looked out onto Korriban's starport, smiling maliciously, he continued to finger the blaster. Suddenly he heard a small *pat*, spinning around he pulle dhis blaster out and looked around. Frowning he replaced his blaster and looked out onto Korriban.

 

Aegis slowly exited his ship.

"Hello, there, off-worlder." Looking down he saw a Czerka Employee, the payment for landing is 2000 credits. Pay up."

"I do not need to pay the 2000 credits. Go on your way."

"You do not need to pay the 2000 credits. I will go on my way."

Aegis hopped down to the ground and slowly made his way towards the cantina. Several men and women attempted to accost him, who were either persuaded to leave or lost their heads.

 

He watched as men and women bussled back and forth, No sign of Kharne and his crew. But knowing Kharne he'll be here some time. I'll just sit and wait.

Pulling up a stool by a table, he waved the bartender away and simply watched.

[RobQel-Droma]

"The Lawful Sith? Yes, I know about them. Commanded by the Jedi Exile, Tysyacha, who made new Sith Order. From what I heard, assualted Coruscant but then was killed by one of her own Sith under her command. Her husband helped the Jedi defeat that Sith Lord, Sion, then dissappeared. What about Tysy?"

[Jedi Atomic]

Scur soon orbited around Taris looking for the Sith Fleet, and when he spotted the destruction, some defence tower crushed, he quickly landed the starfighter in the hangar which he came out of before the invasion. To his suprise he wondered why the Sith Fleet only attacked for a short time, and not destroying everything.

 

When he flew into the hangar an officer and his guards waited for him to land. They pulled out a ladder for him and asked him for his passcard. When he Jumped off the last step he heard them and pulled out his passcard showing that he was part of the restoration crew and a replacement soldier in the military base. They approved asked who killed these beasts, and Scur told them he did. "Well, thank you, because none were killed outside and we need to send them to the Experimental Lab for study." thanked the Officer. "Oh, and also, go to the base and tell them I sent you they'll know why."

[DarthSion101]

THULE

 

Sinister had returned to his hidden facilities on the ancient world of Thule. His dark spirit was twisted with a sickening glee, as his new experiments had indeed passed their test. Taris served as a perfect labrat for his new genetic mutations.

 

Darth Sinister strutted through hidden lab facility, overlooking his nearly complete wave one from Project Omega. The human subjects, like the wookies had doubled in size, their skin had changed to a steel colored grey, from the cortosis that was injected into their bloodstream, turning their flesh into a nearly impenetrable armor. Their eyes now glowed a neon green, and their heads bald. He had an interesting idea, could these meta-humans be infused with the force, was it possible? All he knew for sure was, that he would need one that was exceptionally strong in the force, and whose blood was pure.

 

His thoughts were interupted, as a large cranking noise stung through the air. He looked to his left, and saw inside the phase one chamber of the Omega project, as Sith troopers forced captured Tarisian prisoners into the large incubation chambers.

"Ah the new volunteers" he smugly muttered. He walked up to the glass and pressed the comm. Commander Gran who was overseeing the induction of the new prisoners into the program, turned to face Darth Sinister. "Commander Grann, get our new specimens into the program as quickly as possible, and begin genetic amplifying immediately." Sinister commanded. "My lord, the children that have been captured, are not sufficient to serve as test subjects, they will die, proving of little value. What should I have done with them?" Grann questioned. Sinister smiled darkly. "The same thing we have done to all of the slaves we have captured who have not proven effective for immediate testing, put them to use in the crystal mines beneath the academy. Im sure the trandoshan will put them to the most efficient use that he sees fit."

 

"It will be done my lord.Might I add that the Trandoshan, Tretiak is most merciless, and has done an exemplary job of maximizing the output of the slaves we capture, these human children will be no different I'm sure. " Grann turned back to his officers, and began gesturing towards the frightened children, who stood huddled accross the room, being guarded by several Sith troopers, and Several of the Trandoshan guards from the lord Tretiak's crystal mines. Sinister watched as the Trandoshans hissed their commands and trained their heavy blasters on the children, and forced them out of the lab, and into the mines where they would spend the rest of their short lives under the whip and cortosis claw of Tretiak.

 

Sinister was quite amused, and headed out of the labs, and into the command center, to meet with his top scientists, to discuss the possiblity of infusing some of his new Meta-soldiers with the force. He walked quickly out of the lab, his footseps echoing off the ground,his cape flowing about him, he could feel the eyes of many of the prisoners on him as he left, it would be the last sight they would ever see, as soon they would be nothing more than beasts under his command.

 

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Tretiak sat in the heart of his mine, in the command center, overseeing the operation of his resource management. He could see Several sith guards joined by some of his trandoshan mercs, taking time out of their routine to whip several of his slave laborers, looks like a their victims were a couple of ithorians, and a twi'lek. Sights accross the mine were similar to this one, every so often a worker would collapse from exhaustion, and his men would revive the being, only punish it with a beating or two.

 

Tretiak was a large Trandoshan, standing at 2.02 metres or (6'6). His scales which were a dark metallic green color. His eyes were a deep scarlett red, except for the black slit, which formed his pupil. He had a mouth full of white razor sharp fangs. He wore a the standard Black uniform of a Sith General. Unlike many trandoshans he wore black boots, customized, to fit his clawed feet. His hands were large, and he kept his claws perfectly cared for, leaving them razor sharp. At his hip, in a holster, was his customized repeating pistol, next to that was a black whip, made from cortosis, rolled up on his belt.

 

Tretiak looked down at the entrance to his mine, where the bodies of two aqualish who attemted an escape, hung, as a warning to any who would attempt the same.

Two of his guards entered followed by a row of what looked to be about 100 human children. His eyes lit up with a dark joy. "Ah what is this, Darth Sinister has sent me new permanent residents for my mines." He hissed gleefully.

 

Tretiak made his way down to the entrance, where the children awaited. He approached he saw several sith troopers, and his men, who brought in the kids, stand at attention and salute. HE stared menacingly at the chilren as he walked closer, some of the "mini-humans" began to cry in fear at his rather large and imposing form.

"Silence you vile little sacks of rotting flesh."He hissed loudly. Many did become silent, however one child, a little boy cried for his mother, and would not be silent, despite urging from the other children. Tretiak silently stepped forward, grabbed the child by the throat lifted him into the air, and snapped his spine with one hand. He dropped the boys lifeless form to the floor, as the other horrified children watched on. Several of his guards laughed as he performed his typical cruelty. "Does any one else want their mommies?" He snarled. The children remained wide eyed and silent. "Without further adieu, let me be the first to welcome you, to where you will spend the rest of your short pathetic existences. I am Tretiak, and I run this fine establishment for Darth Sinister, and he has entrusted me with your care and welfare. Let me go over my rules, so that there will be no confusion. No talking, no crying, no sleeping or resting during work hours. Hard work, and adherence to the code, will result in your being fed, and your survival. Those who don't conform to my code, will be severly punished, as you can see." points towards the two hanging corpses of the aqualish above their heads. "Without wasting anymore of my time, Krewwel, introduce them to their chains."

"Gladly Lord Tretiak" Krewwel, his chief Trandoshan guard, hissed. "Lets move you maggotts" Snarled Krewwel, as he and several other sith and Trandoshans shoved the Children deeper into the mine, and likely to their doom.

 

Tretiak stood with his arms folded accross his chest, watching happily as the children were put quickly to work. His thoughts were sharply interrupted by his comlink, beepin at his waist. He pulled it out and responded. "Tretiak here". "Ah, Tretiak, my fine Trandoshan friend, how are our miniscule little annoyances adapting to your ways?" Sinister questioned in a maniacal tone. "they'll learn quickly, or they'll die." Tretiak responded with dark humor. "I request your presence in the command center at the labs Tretiak, to discuss my plans for final victory." Sinister commanded. "I'm already there" Responded the brutish Trandoshan, as he boarded a small tunnel speeder, and made his way towards the Lab complex.