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This is the fanfic based on the RP Blood Band Brothers.

 

Written by Dark_Lady and Master_Archon

 

Starring:

Master_Archon as Master Cyphon

Dark_Lady as Jynn

Rexraptor2000 as Shadow Gravemind

Jason Skywalker as Alex Skyrider and R3-T5

RC-1162 as Vader

cutmeister as Felix

 

 

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

 

STAR

WARS

Episode IV: Blood Band Brothers

 

With the Republic Empire slowly losing the war

against the Rebel Confederacy, and the betrayal

of their former Emperor, the galaxy is in turmoil.

Order 66 was executed, resulting in the

extermination of most of the Jedi, and removing

what seemed to be the last chance for victory.

It was a dark day for the Republic.

 

Darth Sidious has allied himself with the Rebel

Confederacy, after manipulating people on both

sides, and playing them one against another in

a complex strategy that ensured his victory.

Sending legions of clones to hunt the Jedi down,

he attempted to bring the Sith into power so

they could rule the galaxy undisputed.

And he had almost succeeded.

 

But out of the ashes of legend a figure arose,

one who was long forgotten among both

Jedi and Sith. In an amazing display of power,

he overrode the clones’ ingrained programming

and convinced them to help him find the remaining

Jedi, gathering them together in a unified force…

 

 

Coruscant shone like a beacon in the vast reaches of space, the lights that covered the city-planet emitting a perpetual glow. Down somewhere on the lower levels, two Jedi stood in a small room which had been hastily fitted up as a makeshift hospital, speaking quietly to each other in worried tones.

 

“Is he any better, Nira?” the blonde Jedi asked, looking sadly towards the medbay in the center of the floor.

 

“I’m afraid not, Master Kenobi,” the other answered, punching several buttons on a small panel to display the medical readouts from the past week. “As you can see, we were able to stabilize his condition several days ago, but stable under those circumstances wasn’t much. What we really needed was improvement, any improvement, and recently, he’s taken a turn for the worst.” She sighed. “I’m sorry to have to say this, but we’ve done everything under our power to save him…” She paused and took a deep breath. “With those injuries, you understand, and our limited equipment – it doesn’t seem to be doing any good.”

 

Obi-Wan breathed slowly in and out, trying to calm his nerves. We’ve lost so many Jedi already, he thought. Not another one. Not this one. Not Anakin.

 

He shook his head slowly in stunned disbelief at the events of the previous days, which was just beginning to wash over him, overwhelming the temporary mental barriers he had erected during the time when every moment had counted – when he couldn’t afford the luxury of anything besides unclouded logic.

 

They had been trying to rescue the Emperor, who had been “kidnapped” by General Grievous and taken to his fleet. Obi-Wan grit his teeth in frustration at how easily they had been duped into believing that Palpatine actually cared about the Republic.

 

When they arrived on Grievous’s flagship, Dooku had beaten both of them somehow, flinging Obi-Wan across the room and knocking him unconscious. He had awoken with a piece of durasteel pinning him to the floor, to the sound of Anakin’s anguished scream, and Palpatine’s cackling laughter.

 

“You have done well, my apprentice.”

 

Obi-Wan had used the Force to lift the durasteel from his legs and slammed it into Dooku. Picking up Anakin’s body, he had somehow managed to escape. He still couldn’t believe that he had made it out safely – not that it had done much good.

 

The Emperor had revealed his alliance with the Separatists, now calling themselves the Rebel Confederacy, just after activating Order 66, which switched on a command buried deeply in the minds of legions of elite clones. They had begun attacking the Jedi, catching many of them unaware, and overwhelming the rest with sheer numbers. The remaining Jedi had gone into hiding, still in the dark as to who of the Order had actually survived.

 

It couldn’t have been many, Obi-Wan thought despondently. He left the room with one last glance towards the readouts. No change.

 

Nira followed Obi-Wan with her eyes as he walked out.

 

“May the Force be with you,” she whispered after him. Not that the Force is with any of us these days.

 

She turned back to her medical instruments and sighed. There was nothing more she could do, but she hated to lose another Jedi. She was about to punch another sequence into the control panel of the medbay when a tall figure in a grey robe entered softly.

 

“Hello,” Nira said. “Who are you?”

 

“I am Master Cyphon,” he replied, looking at her kindly with his blue-gray eyes. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to be left alone with the patient for a while.” He opened the door and motioned her outside.

 

Nira stepped out slowly, glancing over her shoulder. She had never seen the strange Jedi before, but he just somehow felt trustworthy, almost as if he could succeed where they had all failed. She sat on a bench outside the door and waited, feeling the Force flow strangely beyond the door.

 

Three hours later, Cyphon had done all that he could. He took the other’s gloved hand into his with a smile.

 

“Vader,” he said, as the sound of the other’s mechanical breathing filled the room.

 

“Rise.”

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D_L, what's AU stand for, I cant figure out what it means. (I'm so ignorant...*M_A stares at floor saddly*)

 

Since you made the RP, Master_Archon, I thought you'd know. But as Dark_Lady said, it stands for Alternate Universe. So how are you involved with the Fic version Master_Archon? Do you do edits or something like that?

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Chapter One

 

Seven years later…

 

“Damage report!” Cyphon yelled over the comm system. An Enforcer-class Star Destroyer exploded into a ball of flame, taking one of its V-2 class Star Destroyer frigate guard along with it, the other only barely managing to escape. A hoarse and slightly panicked voice came through the static on the comm.

 

“The Injustice is down! It took the Perrywinkle with it!”

 

“How’s the Charred?” Cyphon asked quickly.

 

“She’s scathed but alive.”

 

“Pull her around the Dyeheart’s wing. We’ll send a DX-9 repair transport out at once,” Cyphon replied, turning to view the battle through the left side of the viewport.

 

Across the vastness of space was Vader’s flagship, an Interdictor-class Star Destroyer called the Enforcer, engaged with two Trade Federation Battle Cruisers. Most of its fighters had been eliminated, and only one Wambat-class Escort Frigate remained.

 

“Reroute sixty percent power to the front shields.” Cyphon said quickly. “Send the rest to the engines, and take the Dyeheart in over the Enforcer.” The Tyrant-class Star Destroyer groaned under its starting momentum and the pounding of the enemy lasers, then lurched forward and began turning towards the Enforcer.

 

“Vader, this is Cyphon, we’re coming in to support, hold on!” he said, watching the battle closely as it drew nearer. “Concentrate your fire, we don’t need any stray shots hitting our belly!” he exclaimed into the comm system.

 

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"Copy that, Master," acknowledged Vader in his deep mechanical voice. He turned to his bridge crew, his white cape flowing in the air. "We have backup coming in. Do not target it."

 

The Enforcer rocked as something exploded somewhere in the ship.

 

"What was that?" Vader demanded, his silver helmet turning towards the system readouts.

 

"Sir, we've lost all our propulsion units," said a clone officer seated at his post.

 

"Can she still make the jump into hyperspace?" Vader asked.

 

"If we can get the engines online for at least five minutes, then yes," the clone replied.

 

"Very well," Vader replied. "For now, reroute all available power to be split equally between the guns and the shields. We do not need internal lighting for now."

 

The officer nodded and input a few commands into the computer terminal. The shields were strengthened suddenly and the bridge was plunged into darkness as the lights went out. The officer’s consoles glowed, providing some slight illumination, but most of the light came from the flashing of lasers and torpedos.

 

"Tell the Matador to concentrate all its fire on the port Federation cruiser." ordered Vader. The comm officer relayed his command, and the enemy cruiser’s shields began to slowly give way under the heavy bombardment, but their efforts were rapidly becoming pointless. The Enforcer shuddered as a torpedo penetrated its shield and impacted on the hull.

 

“She'll hold, but we can’t take many more hits like that,” the officer reported.

 

Come on, Master Cyphon, thought Vader to himself. We don't have much time.

 

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Some distance away, an Imperial-class Star destroyer, the Avenger, hung in space, taking heavy damage from the enemy’s constant bombardment. General Shadow Gravemind stood on the deck giving orders.

 

"Sir! Dual Heavy Turbolasers 3-5 are down and so is one of the deflector shield generators!" a crewman shouted from his station.

 

"Reroute power from all unnecessary systems to power the shields, turrets, and engines," he said. "What is the status of the Enforcer and the Dyeheart?"

 

"The Enforcer's engines are down and they are facing two Trade Federation Battle Cruisers. The Dyeheart is on a course to assist, Sir!"

 

Shadow sighed inwardly. This battle was not looking good. He had already lost both his escort frigates, and the former captain of the flagship had died when a control panel exploded during the last battle.

 

"Bring us on a course for the starboard side of one of those two battle cruisers. Prepare the 127th legion for boarding action. Open fire on its heavy turbolaser batteries with our own when in range. And alert the Enforcer and the Dyeheart of our intentions."

 

"Yes, Sir!"

 

Shadow left the bridge, preparing to join his troops in the landing party, where he felt he would be more useful. He had never been one for ship-to-ship combat. As he passed a barracks, even though he couldn't see their faces, he could tell some of the soldiers were smiling. Even with all the losses they had taken, no one could curb their enthusiasm. And he couldn’t blame them.

 

This was going to be fun.

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Chapter Two

 

As the Dyeheart ground to a halt there came a sudden vibration, then the ship groaned and began rocking as though it had been seized upon by a krayt dragon.

 

"Alert, Alert, we have Cyborg units on deck 'C', repel crews X and III, prepare for anti-boarding action!" came a female comm officers voice over the intercom.

 

"What the fierfek! Boarders! How'd they manage that!?" Cyphon exclaimed in frustration.

 

"A severely damaged Techno-Union shuttle was following in our sensor wake, it launched boarding torps and all it's escape pods into us, we didn’t notice it till it's engines failed and it exploded from it's own damage, sir!" replied the sensors officer.

 

"Bring all anti-boarding groups in sections 'C' through 'H' to all possible boarding areas and all known boarding areas. I want to make sure that those cyborgs have to go through an army just to reach the next section. I don’t want them getting to the upper dorms." Cyphon said in quick succession.

 

"Why sir?" asked one of the newer deck guards curiously.

 

"I promised the leader of the Matukai that I'd keep his people safe, and some of them are aboard this ship," he said, pondering for a moment. "And some on Vader's, and Shadow's, and just about every major ship in the fleet!” He smiled slightly. “So that means… we’re not going to lose."

 

The Dyeheart loomed over the Enforcer, moving in towards the port battlecruiser.

 

"Bring power from all areas! The only thing I want working is secondary life support and section 'C's electrical! Route all the rest to the belly guns!"

 

Every gun on the underside of the ship fired in quick succession, the lasers now three times as thick as the normal battery shots. The battlecruiser’s shielding went down, and the hull was breached in several places.

 

"She's lisping under the barrage," said Cyphon, excited at seeing the combined firepower of the ships crushing the Trade Federation battlecruiser. Then, suddenly, the cruiser’s lights went black as space and its guns fell silent, while huge streaks of electricity flickered across its hull.

 

"What in the Force just happened?" asked Cyphon in surprise.

 

"The Enforcer somehow set off an EMP blast powerful enough to knock the battlecruiser out!" said the sensors officer excitedly.

 

"Then let's not waste the opportunity!" said Cyphon with a wry smile, flicking on the comm. "Vader, whatever you did, it worked! Open full fire power on the cruiser!" he said, then fell silent for a brief moment. "And that's an order!" he added jokingly. Turning to the smirking command deck crew, he smiled and said "You heard me, open fire! Full power!"

 

After only two minutes of crushing power from the two ships and their frigate escort, the cruiser erupted into a ball of flame, its pieces rocketing through space in fiery glory, only to be swallowed by the darkness moments later.

 

"That's for the Injustice!” shouted the captain of the Charred through the intercom.

 

"And the Perrywinkle!" shouted the captain of the Grek'or, one of the frigate escorts for the Dyeheart.

 

"And the Death Bringer!" shouted the captain of the Grek'or's sister ship, the Mollusk.

 

Cyphon laughed exuberantly, savoring the brief moment of triumph, then fell back into his serious mood. "We're not out of the water yet, friends!" he exclaimed, shifting his attention to the other ship on the star board side of the Enforcer. "Sensors, scan the enemy cruiser!" said Cyphon in a look of deep concentration.

 

"Yes sir!" said the officer, typing into his command console, "Sir! There are boarders from the Avenger on the cruiser!"

 

"As I thought. Vader, do not open fire on the other enemy cruiser. Put your power to shields, and send out boarding parties, copy? Over." Cyphon looked to his power and distributions officer at his command console. "You heard me, put power from guns to shields this time!"

 

"Already have, Sir!" said the officer, smiling.

 

"You guys know me so well," said Cyphon, smirking at his chuckling command crew. "Prepare Blood Platoon Zeta and Gamma for boarding actions, and give me some time… I want to have some… fun!" he continued in a sinister voice.

 

"Just one problem, Sir! The boarders aren't budging, they're holed up in pockets in section 'C', we can't flush them out!" said the status officer.

 

"Then we’ll send in the plumbers. Bring in Dark Trooper Squadron 'Pi', That'll ‘flush’ 'em out!" said Cyphon with a dark smile on his face. He left the command deck and made his way through the corridors to the Lambda shuttle in the hangar bay, currently preparing for boarding actions.

 

"Dark Trooper Squadron 'Pi'?" said the second mate to the first mate, who had taken over control until Cyphon’s return. "Aren't they the ones who blew up that Mon Calamari Battle Cruiser at the battle of sector Delta from the inside, and barely made it out in time?”

 

"Yes, yes they are," said the first mate regretfully, "but he knows what's best....I hope." He turned to the view port ready to give orders.

 

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"Sah, Blood Platoons, Zeta and Gamma are ready for boarding, wot wot!" said the lead boarding officer, an experienced storm trooper.

 

"Good! Good, I'm ready too. Let's go say ‘hi’ to Shadow and the gang… maybe knock some cyborg heads off while we're at it… an explosive tea party of sorts!" said Cyphon, smiling at his old friend.

 

"I'll bring the crumpets, sah" said the old officer in his common serious way.

 

"Come on, you duffer, let's go have some fun… like the good old days," said Cyphon, turning and walking towards the waiting shuttle.

 

"Right behind you sah, hope those ill-disciplined ruffians of Shadow's hasn't killed everything yet, I want to blast some riff-raff cyborgs of my own, wot wot!" the old storm trooper said, following in step behind Cyphon.

 

The shuttle lifted off, cruising out of the hangar, dozens of other boarding craft behind them, while groups of ARC-170's, from Vader's fighter squadron, and Tie Defenders, from Cyphon's escort squadron, formed into defensive formations around them.

 

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The Enforcer shuddered yet again. Vader had begun to get annoyed with all the rocking motion. It was time to put an end to this.

 

"Transfer all turbolaser power to the EMP cannon," he ordered. A few seconds later, the bright pulsating orb of blue energy knocked out the systems of the port enemy cruiser. Vader smiled under his mask.

 

"Vader, whatever you did, it worked! Open full fire power on the cruiser!" came Cyphon's voice over the comm.

 

"Already done, Master," replied Vader as he motioned to his relieved bridge crew. The Dyeheart and the Enforcer continued to pound at the dead cruiser. Two minutes of sustained fire and it was history. The comm was instantly filled with dedications.

 

"Vader,do not open fire on the other enemy cruiser! Put your power to shields, and send out boarding parties, copy? Over!" Cyphon’s voice rang suddenly through the comm.

 

"Copy that, Master," said Vader. He turned to his operations assistant.

 

"Give the order to Clone Commando Squads Delta and Omega to prepare for boarding.”

 

Five minutes later, both Delta and Omega Squads, and Vader himself, were in a Lambda-class shuttle on their way to the enemy cruiser, escorted by five ARC-170 fighters.

 

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"Sir! The Dyeheart and the Enforcer have defeated the other ship and are sending boarding craft to aid us!" a young Clone Marine yelled in triumph.

 

"Alright everybody!" Shadow shouted into the comm to all the troopers on the ship. "Our friends Breath Mint and Cranky Old Bastard are coming for a visit. But since you know how they love to hog the tea and the crumpets, lets clean this ship out spotless before they arrive!" Laughter rang over the comm from some of the troops fighting.

 

"Alpha squad! Progress report!" Shadow said.

 

"General Grievous is momentarily off the radar, but we'll find him and avenge Beta squad soon enough," reported Alpha Leader, known by his squad, oddly enough, as Pecker.

 

"Sir! We're in position to meet the boarding parties," a trooper said over the comm.

 

"Good. Tell them Grievous is here. Make sure you give them napkins too. They have terrible manners."

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Very good. I like how you improve on the original grammar and dialog (Mainly mine), turning it into a digestable form for others. Reading the RP itself can be a bit hard for those who have a short attention span. :)

 

I sometimes have a short attention spam reading RPs. Another thing I forgot to mention about the Fic, is the length in Chapter 2 has improved.

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