//------------------------------// // The Almighty Dark Order // Story: Star Toons: Stories Across the Stars // by Turbo the Brony //------------------------------// Coruscant One of the core planets that can be shown as wealthy and powerful would be the planet Coruscant, which can be described as a planet-wide city, and was referred to as Notron or Queen of the Core. Being an entire planet as one big city, there is no rest for the citizens, residents and others who live there. Once one of the great capital planets for the Galactic Republic, it now became one of the central planets under the imperial control of the Dark Order, giving it the name Imperial Center. Across the city, there are those who respect the Dark Order, while there are a few who question the empire’s actions. We now look to inside one of the libraries on Coruscant, where a young teenage woman, being 17 and half years old, who’s skin being pale, light greyish mulberry and long hair being moderate sapphire blue with violet and brilliant rose streaks, tied up into a bun, and wearing thick black glasses, was busy doing some research on the Republic of old. Across where she sat was another female, also 17, she had brown eyes and fair skin, her hair light brown, short and disheveled. There was no intention to style it, so it remained spiked outward at the back and obscured her face as unruly bangs, and donned thin, wire framed, half moon glasses with fake lenses. She was currently doing a bit of studying of her own, before stopping for a second to look up to the bun-haired girl. “How are those books coming along, Twilight?” she asked Twilight. “Oh, just fine, thanks for asking Katie.” Twilight replied with a smile. “Man, I can’t believe that you’re going through the whole history documents of the Clone Wars,” Katie started with a grin, “and you’ve just read through all ten books in less than 12 minutes!” “I appreciate the compliment, thank you.” Twilight said, adjusting her glasses before explaining, “Tough it’s not the Clone Wars I'm keen on, it’s the ones who helped fight in it.” “The Jedi, right?” Katie asked. “The very same,” Twilight answered, “what me and others are finding is stuff of the old Jedi Order that existed before the Dark Order was formed, I’m just quite keen to know more of the Jedi that fought side-by-side with us.” “You’re thinking that what we’ll learn from the past can help the future of the galaxy, aren’t you?” Katie asked with a smirk.  “Same said about you.” Twilight replied with a smirk of her own, “I bet your family would be proud of you with your work.” “Thanks, Twilight.” Katie said with a smile before saying, “And please, it’s okay to call me Pidge, most of my friends do as well.” “Sure thing, Pidge.” Twilight chuckled, before saying, “It’s quite interesting about how we have the coolest brothers ever, helping out the inhabitants that reside in the farthest reaches of space.” Pidge let out a sigh as she replied, “Yeah… helping out…” Twilight picked up that something was bugging Pidge, then she asked, “Is something wrong about that?” “No, nothing’s wrong we’ve our brothers, we love them so much,” Pidge stated, “it’s just about the Dark Order and their way of keeping charge of things… you and I both know that something is up, isn’t it?” Twilight sighed and nodded in agreement, “It’s true, it’s not that I like the Dark Order, as you said, they say that they are helping make things better, but at what cost…?” “Exactly,” said Pidge, “heck, I haven’t heard a word from either my brother or dad since they were selected for working with the big leagues, and we never get told about what’s happening with them.” “And while my brother is one of the captains of the Dark Order’s amries,” Twilight added, “I sometimes worry that I might lose him and he’ll forget which side he’s on.” “Don’t worry, Twilight,” Pidge comforted her, “I know that there our others who will help you and your brother on doing what’s right.” “Thanks, Pidge. Speaking of which…” Twilight said, before looking around as she quietly called out for someone. “Spike? Spike?” she said, calling out for her companion as she looked around. “Coming, Twilight!” a young voice spoke up, putting a smile on Twilight’s face, as seconds later, a young, baby dragon with wings flew by, carrying with him a few info pads, followed by a chubby young adult, large and husky with a mustache, with info pads of his own. “Did you or Fishlegs find volumes 11 to 13 of the Battle of Ryloth?” Twilight asked. “Don’t worry, Twilight,” the dragon called Spike said, “Fishlegs has it.” “Here you go.” Fishlegs kindly said, offering the info pad to Spike, who then gave it to Twilight. “Thank you.” Twilight gratefully replied, before diving into another bit of reading. Fishlegs and Spike looked to their reading friend, before the former turned to the latter, “Did you find out more about the old Jedi Order stuff you two liked geeking out about?” “Oh, Spike, you should know that it’s more than just geeking out.” Fishlegs said with a smirk, “This info we’re trying to look into is during the days of the Old Republic, as well as even before the Republic was founded. While we have been successful on finding a small bit of info on the Jedi Order, we’re still at a few dead ends.” “What we do know is about the Jedi’s involvement in the Clone Wars before the Dark Order rose up.” Pidge added, joining a bit on the conversation, “Besides learning each planet’s history and culture, most of them share a special history of coming face to face with Jedi of the past.” “Suppose that makes sense.” Spike said, “But still, you know that there aren’t a lot of records or info left about the Jedi, having been either confiscated or destroyed. Don’t you think we could be reaching deadends?” “Have a bit of faith, Spike,” Twilight replied, “we’ll find a way to know more, sooner or later.” “That’s the thing about Twily, Spike, there are no deadends that can stop Twily.” The new voice that spoke caught Twilight’s attention, as she let out a smile as she turned to see her brother, Shining Armor, coming by to say hello, along with him was Cadance, whom the two have been dating for quite some time. “BBBFF! Cadance!” Twilight said, as she got out of her seat and gave them a big hug. “It’s so good to see you.” said Twilight with a smile. “Great seeing you too, sis.” Shining replied, before looking at Spike and Fishlegs, “Same goes to your friends, also.” “A privilege to meet you both as well.” Fishlegs politely said while bowing his head. “Likewise.” Pidge greeted with a wave. “What brings you two here, anyway?” Spike asked. “We’ve come by to tell you that the Dark Order are preparing for the annual promotion assignment today,” Shining Armor explained, “and it would be nice for my sister to help my girl be there for support.” Twilight was stunned upon hearing this, and then said, but in a voice which sounded different and way off to be an excited one, “Wow… that’s just… amazing.” Shining and Cadance notice something wrong as the latter asked, “Is something wrong, Twilight?” “Oh, no,” Twilight replied, trying to hide her skepticism, “nothing’s wrong. It’s all good.” “Sis, Cadance and I know what’s wrong with the Twilight we know,” Shining spoke, “it’s okay to tell us.” Twilight sighed, “It’s not that I’m not sad about your promotion, Shining. Really. It’s just…” “Your thoughts about the Dark Order?” Shining asked. “Yes.” Twilight nodded with a sigh, “I know that the Dark Order have stated about helping bring order, but… it’s just…” “It’s ok, Twily,” Shining said, as he placed his hand on her shoulder for comfort, “We understand about how you and the others feel about the Dark Order, we all feel that way too. But we have to roll with what they do, even if we like it or not. We’ll find another way to help everyone, but for now, we have to do what they say.” Twilight had a small bit of thought on that, before turning to her brother and her sister-figure as she put on a small, yet little bit sad, smile, “Ok, I understand.” “Thanks, Twily.” Shining said, as he gave her a comforting hug, before looking to the others as he asked, “Would you all like to come along as well?” “Sure, Shining.” Spike replied. “I suppose so.” Fishlegs shrugged. “If it’s alright with you,” said Pidge, “I think I would like to stay and continue a little bit on my studies some more. You can go on without, thanks.” “Sure thing, Pidge. See you later, and say to your mother for us.” Cadance kindly said, as the group said farewell to Pidge. The five of them soon began to leave the library, though Twilight still had a bit of deep thoughts, still thinking over the Dark Order, until suddenly, something bumped into her, causing her to fall backwards and landed on her bottom. “Oh, sorry about that.” a voice said, as Twilight saw the owner of the voice’s hand being offered to her, causing her to look up. There, in front of her, was a young teen, seemingly about her age, his skin being pale, light greyish amber with blue hair, kindly offering his hand to help her up. Seeing him made Twilight feel a little funny inside, but accepted the hand anyway as he helped her up. “You ok?” he asked. “Uh… yeah… thanks… for that.” Twilight responded, a small bit of blush on her cheeks, before saying, “I should get going now.” Soon, Twilight started on her way again, though noticed Cadance giggle a little. “What?” she asked. “Oh, nothing.” Cadance replied, “You have to admit, though, it was nice of Flash Sentry to help you back there.” “Isn’t he one of the cadets you’ve been training, Shining?” Spike asked. “Yeah, he has been good at work, and has been one of the finest members of his squad.” Shining explained, “Couldn’t be more proud of him.” As they walked, Twilight looked back a little and saw Flash looking back as well, before giving them a kind wave goodbye, which she responded back with a wave of her own, before continuing on their way to the assignment ceremony. Senate Building, Imperial Plaza Located at the heart of Coruscant, the Senate Building stood proudly in the Federal District, along with the Avenue of the Core Founders, the Imperial Executive Building and the Imperial Palace. The Senate Building was known for delegations during the Old Republic before it became the Dark Order Empire, where delegates and senators would come to speak to pass laws and legislation. Outside the building, dozens of citizens had arrived to witness the event of members of the Dark Order are giving assignments and promotions (sort of like a graduation day of sorts), hosted by the leaders of the Dark Order, the Almight Tallest. “Welcome, proud citizens of Coruscant,” an announcer's voice spoke up, “welcome, once again, to the great assigning of the Dark Order. Where the youngest minds, having tested their might, bravery and brains to be ascended to great heights on the path to order in the galaxy and beyond.” Along with the audience, a small group of soldiers, cadets and commanders stood proudly, ready and waiting for the arrival of their leaders. Within the audience, Twilight, Spike, Cadance and Fishlegs were amoung those witnessing the event, then they spotted Shining among the troops on stage, giving him a small wave, and he waved back before returning to position. A Star Destroyer soon appeared above, getting everyone’s attention, as the announcer spoke up.  “And now,” said the announcer, “please give a round of applause, because here they are. Your alknowning, all powerful leaders… THE ALMIGHT TALLEST!!” Soon, flying out of the Star Destroyer, an Imperial Lambda soared down to the stage, as on the stage, special effects were taking effect with incredible laser shows, until, stepping out of the Lambda, two tall beings welcomed everyone with waves of their hands. The two beings, their species being Irkens, both wore the same type of robe uniforms, but in different colors, one in red and the other purple, matching their eyes. They were the Almighty Tallest, the proud rulers of Coruscant and leaders of the Dark Order. The crowd let out a proud applause on meeting the proud leaders. “Thank you. Thank you!” Purple said happily. “See,” Red spoke up to his counterpart with a nudge, “told you they’d dig the lasers.” “Everything’s lasers with you,” Purple spoke back, a little annoyed, “I’m telling you, smoke machines are what the people really wha-AAGH!” The last part was cut off as one of the laser lights stung Purple in the eye, causing him to fall over in pain. Despite this, the crowd still rejoiced over the arrival of the Tallest. “See?” smirked Red, as he continued to smile and wave, while Purple continued to wince in pain. Once the applause died down, Red began to make his intro speech to both the citizens and troops, “Greetings, citizens of Coruscant, on this glorious day of promotional assignment. And welcome, mighty soldiers of the Dark Order. You are the finest examples of military training the Dark Order has to offer! Good for you.” He then gestured to the troops behind him and Purple (who was getting back up) and said, “Standing behind us, however, are the proud soldiers and cadets that we’ve chosen for roles in one of the most crucial parts of maintaining order and justice to the Galaxy!” The crowds went wild as they applauded for the chosen troops to be premoted. “While you in the audience just get to sit and watch.” Red said to the troops in the audience, a little bit mockingly. “You should have tried harder.” Purple added. Red soon spoke up for the chosen recruits, “These superior ones…” “Not quite as superior as us, of course…” Purple added. “Duh!” Red agreed before continuing, “These less superior than us, but still quite superior soldiers, will each be promoted and assigned to the next steps of the Dark Order!” The Tallest looked at the recruits as Purple spoke, “From here, you’ll be tasked with monitoring every corner of the galaxy and other star systems, most of you will be assigned to important projects, while others, you’ll be making one of your own.” “And any trouble with any insurgences, and/or any info you may be able to gather, will be a special aspect of advantage to our… big… gang!” Red explained. “The armarda.” Purple corrected, before crying out, “Now… LET THE ASSIGNING BEGIN!” This was followed by a lone cheer from one of the cadets in the audience. After a moment's silence, Purple called out the first candidate, “Step forward, Cadet Adora.” In responce, a young female teenager with dark blonde hair, bluebell eyes and narrow brown eyebrows with an athlete body physics, stepped forward and approached the Tallest. “Ah, Cadet Adora,” Red spoke, as he and Purple looked proudly at the young teen, “We have been seeing your training for quite sometime since you were recruited into the academy.” “Since the first days of training, you and your team have slowly been successful in combat training, stealth and military planning.” Purple explained, as holographic screens showed the examples of Adora’s training back in the academy, “Such feats show perfect examples for making a fine candidate like you as Force Captain.” “Really, Force Captain?” Adora asked, quite amazed at this. “Indeed,” Red replied, as he handed her an imperial rank badge, showing six bars, red at the top and blue at the bottom, “wear this proudly, Adora, we and the rest of the Dark Order see great potential in you.” Adora took the badge, then placed it on the left side of her uniform, before saluting proudly. “In due time, you will be assigned to one of the nearby star systems, to help aid in spreading order to the residents of the planets in that system.” Purple ordered her. “Yes, my Tallest.” Adora said, before making her leave. “Next, Shining Armor.” Purple called out, and Shining soon stepped forward to meet the Tallest. “My Tallest.” Shining Armor bowed to them. “Nice meeting ya, Shining Armor,” Red greeted him, “you’ve been improving well on your position as Captain since the last time you stood before us.” “Thank you, my Tallest.” Shining saluted, “Everything I’ve done, I have done for the Dark Order… and for those I care for.” Twilight and Cadance smiled upon hearing that last part, though were also skeptical of the Order’s eccentric actions in the past. “Oookay…” Red said, he and Purple were feeling unsure of that last part, “Anyways, eh, as a show of gratitude to your service, we hereby promote you to Commander Shining Armor.” Purple then handed over a badge to Shining, being the same sort of badge similar to Adora’s, though this time it was addressed for Commander. “We wish you best of luck, Commander Shining Armor.” Red announced. Shining gave the Tallest a final salute, before leaving the stage, Twilight and the others applauded him for the promotion. For the rest of the event, many candidates were summoned, and each of them given a different promotion, as the officer corps of the Dark Order had several ranks, from lowest to highest: Cadet, Ensign, Lieutenant, Captain, Lieutenant Commander, Commander, Commodore and Admiral, while the army too had ranks, which included Corporal, Sergeant, Lieutenant, Commandant, Commander, Major, Colonel and General. Soon following this, the event soon came to a close. “And so concludes the great assigning!” Red proudly spoke to the audience, before speaking up to both the troops of the audience and the newly promoted ones, “Help yourselves to some nachos, and we’ll see you later for further info.” “Yes, gorge yourselves, you mooches!” Purple exclaimed. “Oh, and remember (lasers)…” Red spoke up, whispering the last part to que the laser lights again… causing one to hit Purple in the eye… again, before saying, “in due time, the galaxy will be part of a new order, the Dark Order.” The audience roared with applause on this, as a fanfare for the Dark Order played in the background. Though during the celebration, Twilight still hoped to find out more about the Dark Order, one way or another, as well as find out what had become of the Jedi, if there were any Jedi left… Later on, Imperial Palace The Imperial Palace wasn’t always the home of the Almighty Tallest. Long ago, the palace was once known as the Jedi Temple, back during the old days of the Republic, even before so, when the Jedi protected the many star systems. The Jedi Temple on Coruscant was the primary base for the galactic knights of peace to reside, research info at the Jedi Archives and train future Jedi. But sadly, all changed when Order 66 became active, and the temple was attacked by the troops who once fought side-by-side with, killing any Jedi that were there… even the Younglings didn’t survive. Now, the Jedi Temple has been refurbished into the Imperial Palace, where the members of the Dark Order, along with its rulers, the Almighty Tallest, reside. Inside, a meeting was taking place with a few WIP citizens who were supporting the Dark Order, with several members of the Dark Order themselves. One of them was Grand General Robotnik, also known as Eggman, and proud leader who commanded the greatest armies known in the Dark Order, mostly some of them being robots, like Egg Droids and Egg Pawns. While he was basically a scientific genius with a degree as Doctor, his tatics and movements in command had honored him in promotion to Grand General (the rank badge showing 12 bars, six of them on one side all blue, while three on the top were yellow and red for the bottom three). Another member was Commander Peepers, a small, yet serious little alien called a Watchdog, a creature with one eye (also distinguished from the others by his helmet’s frill and extended lightning bolt, as most Watchdogs have a helmet with a lightning bolt), while branding the Command rank badge. Next to Eggman, was a short human, who was mostly bald, with the small exception of the last six individual hairs on the centre of his skull that reach down to the back of his head, with a big nose to add, this was Snively Robotnik, Eggman’s stingy, silver tongued, cunning nephew, who secretly wanted to have the respect he deserved, despite being ranked as a Lieutenant (the rank badge showing three bars, two of them red with one blue, most other lieutenant badges have two blue with one red, or even two yellow and one red). Beside them, stood two robots, one round and one cube-shaped, they were Orbot and Cubot, Eggman’s robotic lackeys, who assist their creator, besides Snively, of course. And lastly, standing on the desk, was another Sith Lord, known as Darth Hater, a Skeleton being who wore a black hooded robe with lighting bolts on the sides, while he was a sinister, evil and cruel Sith Lord, he also had a bit of a childish temper and unstable ego. Darth Hater was currently holding up a boombox, playing the fanfare of the Dark Order, nodding his head to the beat with a grin. Once the theme was finished, he put away the boombox and looked to the VIPs, who were a little uncertain a bit. “So,” he spoke, “do you like our theme song?” Behind him, Peepers popped up to look at the VIPs, before giving them a thumbs up to impress Hater and avoid his wrath, which instantly they instantly praised him. “Very well done, sir.” said one human as he clapped, “Marvelous, just marvelous!” “Jolly good show!!” another spoke, also clapping. Another member, an three-eyed alien known as a Gran applauded also, “Bravo, Lord Hater! Bravo!” “Boo!” Hearing that boo, Hater sneered at who dared booed him, turning to see another alien, a squid-like creature called a Quarren, who was booing him. “Boo me will you?!” Hater said, angrily, “You’ll pay for your tretrory!” He then zapped the Quarren with a bolt of force lightning (as most Sith can use) as punishment. “B-but on my planet, booing is cheering.” he tried to explain, then demonstrated by clapping and booing at the same time. “Shut up!” Hater said, zapping him again, until the Quarren fell over with his chair, after giving him a zap, Hater blew on his finger to get rid of a bit of smoke, like a gun. “That’s enough, Lord Hater,” Eggman spoke, “It’s time to get down to business.” As Hater got off the desk, Eggman spoke up, “As you all know, thanks to Order 66, the Jedi Order is no more, and we now control the galaxy. Disobey us, and your punishment… will be legendary.” At that moment, the Tallest finally arrived, following the assignment. “Welcome back, my Tallest.” Eggman bowed, as the others bowed in respect as well, as the Tallest reached their desk, Eggman spoke up, “We are happy to let you know that progress has been working swimmingly for the Dark Order. I was even chatting to our proud supporters about our progress.” “That’s good, Eggman.” Red said, before turning to the VIPs, “Our Grand General speaks well, as we have complete control, and to top it off… we are tall enough to do so.” “Um…” one of the VIPs asked, a little unsure, “Tall? Are you certain?” “Well, duh!” Purple butted in, “Being tall is what it means to rule! Look at us, we are tall! Can you imagine how stupid it would be for someone small to lead this empire!” “Yeah, that would be silly.” Red nodded in agreement, before mockingly spoke, “I mean, ‘Oh, look at me, I’m so tiny, but I’m a great leader. I like to lead with my tiny hands.’” The two Tallest laughed and continued  mocking, much to the discomfort and little confusion of the group around them, before Eggman broke the ice. “Anyway,” he said the VIPs, “that will be all now, you may leave us.” The VIPs did as they’re told, then left the room (one of them carrying the burnt, but still okay, Quarren with them). After they left, Eggman and the others turned to the Tallest, who have just finished mocking about tiny leaders. “Anywho,” Purple was the first to speak, “now that’s done, what’s happening now?” Orbot instantly popped up as he explained, “As we speak, the finest leaders, scientists and agents come together for the great meeting with the Almighty Tallest, gathering intel and info on their different projects and missions to aid the Dark Order in conquering the rest of galaxy, the universe even, as well as rid it from those that would stand against us.” “Er… we kinda already know about it, you don’t need to remind us.” Cubot said, as he approached Orbot. “I know,” said Orbot, “I was just explaining to the readers about it.” “Ookay,” Red said, awkwardly, before straightening himself, “anyway, contact the others, Dr. Eggman.” “Of course, my Tallest.” Eggman responded, before turning to Sniveley, “Sniveley?” Sniveley groaned a sigh, “Yes, sir.” As Sniveley pressed a button, and soon, several holoprojectors popped up and came to live, showing different members of the Dark Order, such as the diabolical robotic droid scientist, called Dr. Nefarious, aided by his robotic butler, Lawrence, a skinny sith scientist dressed in black with a cape and helmet named Darthenshmirtz, and a commander who looked similar to Ryker, however, he had short, black hair and instead of a goatee he had a french cut beard, this was Viggo Grimborn, Ryker Grimborn’s brother. Besides the members of the army, there were a few Sith with them, shown either in black hooded robes or black and grey uniforms which included armor. One of the Sith was a dark, olive toned skinned Sith, with black hair and a goatee, while he looked thin, he had a muscular upper body and had a scar down his right eye. Another looked like a unicorn pony, however, her horn was broken and she too had a scar down her right eye, and next to her, was a pug-faced hedgehog, who was currently eating some cake. The next Sith to appear was a tall, pale-green skinned female humanoid alien, with white hair that was shaved into a mohawk (though currently covered by her black helmet with lightning bolt-like horns, wearing black crop top with spiked shoulder pads, a black, floor-long skirt with a thigh-high split on each side, while on her crop top showed a heart like it was painted in blood. Another Sith as shown wearing an all black hooded cloak, though parts of her face could be seen from the hood, she had the appearance of a slender, small humanoid woman, most of face revealed she had long, red markings that extended from her prominent cheekbones down across her lips, nearly reaching her chin on either side of her face. Her face was angular with a noticeably convex nose. Her hair was kept slicked back and draped over her shoulders, long enough to fall across her chest. “Ah, Eggman, my Tallest. It is so nice to speak to you again.” Viggo politely said, giving a small bow hello. “Same to you too, Viggo.” Eggman replied. “Viggo?” Red butted in, looking to Viggo, then Eggman, then back to Viggo again… then said, “I thought he’s Ryker.” Eggman facepalmed, then groaned a sigh as he said, “We’ve told you before, that is Viggo, Ryker is his older brother.” “But… they look exactly the same.” Purple said. “Ryker is bald!” Eggman cried out, “Just like Sniveley!” “I still have hair!” Sniveley angrily stated, pointing to the last strains of hair on his head. “So what, bald is beautiful.” Eggman also stated. “If we are done talking about having hair or not, we should be getting down to business, or else I’m signing off early.” the dark, scarred Sith spoke up, getting a little annoyed. “Well, where is Ryker, anyway?” Purple asked. “Oh, don’t worry about my brother.” Viggo spoke, “I’m sure he’ll join in our conversation when he’s done his business.” “Yeah, it sure is important to have your private business when you go.” Cubot stated. “Not that kind of business, Cubot.” Orbot said, as he facepalmed with his robotic arm. “If we’re done, can we get on with why we’re really here?” the pale-green Sith asked. “Of course, Darth Dominator.” Eggman said, before getting everyone’s attention. “Fellow members of the Dark Order,” he spoke, “We are gathered here once more, for seeing the progress on our proud projects and operations, as well as new discoveries to use at our advantage.” “I take it that you have something to show from your project?” Viggo asked. “Oh, indeed, Viggo.” Eggman grinned, before pressing a button to reveal a holoproject of a giant space station the size of a moon, while it even looked like a face, due to the metal eyes, nose with metallic mustache and seemingly teeth. “I present to you… the Death Egg!” Eggman proudly announced with pride. There was a moment's silence, until finally Purple spoke… “I don’t like it.” Dumbfounded, Eggman turned to Purple and said, “I didn’t build it so you could like it! I build this space station as the ultimate weapon that will spell doom to those who dare defy us!” Purple looked at the projection again… then said, “Well, I should like it.” Eggman, a little annoyed, decided to ignore Purple for a moment, as the Tallest began snacking out on the food and drink that Orbot and Cubot began serving, until Darthenshmirtz spoke up. “Of course you should like it,” he said, “heck, I’ve promoted it with this! See?” Darthenshmirtz took out of his pocket what looked like a miniature version of the Death Egg, then presented in the other hand a walnut, then used the tiny Death Egg to destroy the nut’s shell and ate it, “I’ve been promoting this baby as an awesome nutcracker! Although using that baby that big, a-a walnut could be obliterated big time!” “Extraordinary, Eggman,” Viggo said with interest, “from one great mind to another, your genius never ceases to amaze me.” “Thank you, Viggo,” Eggman replied. “I don’t suppose we should give some condolence to your little ‘brain trust’ for helping out on the construction?” Viggo asked with a grin. “Oh, I’m sure to give our proud  ‘recruits’, especially one of my good ‘friends’, Science Officer Holt, the awards they will earn soon enough for ‘helping out’ on this baby,” Eggman grinned wickedly, “soon, using this device, we will have the ability to wipe out an entire planet, or even a small part of any continent of any world.” “Oooh…” Nefarious said intrigued, “So you mean, any planet, even those filled with just organic squishies could be annihilated?” “Oh, indeed, Dr. Nefarious,” Eggman answered, “I hope this doesn’t clash with one of the certain projects of yours that you are working on?” “For once, I give condolence to you for fine craftsmanship. Quite capable of having my work have a run for their money.” Nefarious said, before smirking with his robotic mouth, “Though, mark my words, what I have planned will be able to wipe out the squishies across every planet in this, or any other galaxy!” Nefarious let out quite a laugh, as Lawrence spoke to the group, “He’s never been this happy for quite a while. He said upon learning of this project was a dream come true.” The broken-horned unicorn rolled her eyes, before asking, “Is there anything else either of you would like to share with?” “We do indeed, Darth Tempest.” Peepers spoke up, “While searching through the Jedi Archives, we had discovered something of interest.” Peepers pressed a button, and the projection of the Death Egg changed, showing what looked like a laser sword. “A lightsaber?” Dominator spoke, “Puh-lease… Most of us have already got one, and mine’s about 75 times cooler.” “This is no ordinary lightsaber, Darth Dominator,” Peepers explained, “while lightsabers are powered by kyber crystals to create the energy blades of these laser swords you Sith and the Jedi use, this one is made entirely out of kyber crystals!” This bit of info surprised and interested the group, as Peepers continued, “Together, these rare kyber crystals together form a special weapon called… the Kyber Saber.” “Oooooh!” Hater said, moving forward to the projection, “Hater likey.” He turned to Peepers and asked, “What’s it do?” before the commander could reply, Hater instatnly said, “Don’t care. Dibs. I want it. Gimmegimmegimme!” “What?!” Dominator exclaimed. “I said I called dibs on this,” Hater explained, “dibs.” “You can’t call dibs!” Dominator complained. Hater snapped back, “Can to! You never heard of the universal dibs protocol! Peepers, I want that Kyber Saber!” “Yeah…” Peepers said, scratching his head nervously, “one small problem…” “Aww… seriously?” Hater pouted, before sighing, “What is it?” “We don’t exactly have any idea where the Kyber Saber might be.” Peepers explained. Hater let out an annoying sigh, before Peepers counter explained, “However, our forces are searching the whole galaxy until the Kyber Saber is found!” “It better, Peepers…” Hater sternly said to Peepers, “and soon…” Just then, a beeping sound echoed, as another caller was coming in. “Ah, it seems my brother has finally decided to join us.” Viggo said. “A-ok, send that transmission through.” Purple ordered. The group were expecting an audience from Ryker… however who popped up was not what they expected. Popping up on projection, was Irken that looked like the Tallest, only smaller, and ranked lowest rank of Lieutenant (a badge which showcased two blue bars), as he made his (unexpected)appearance. “It is I, ZIM!!” he cried out. Seeing Zim, Purple spat out the soda he was currently drinking, drank a little more, then spat it out again, this time onto Orbot and Cubot. “Wha-ZIM?!” Red cried out, being angry and caught unexpectedly by the call of the one trooper that he and Purple weren’t keen on seeing, as Zim had been lowered to the rank of Lieutenant due to many mishaps because of him. “Greetings, my Tallest, Lieutenant Zim reporting for duty, and with a major update on the planet Bracca!” Zim proudly saluted, while most of the others groaned and were dumbstruck to see him. “Zim?!” Red asked, “We haven’t heard from you for months! We thought you were dead!” “Could a dead Zim do this?” Zim asked, before doing a ridiculous dance routine which seemed to have got on everyone’s nerves. Just then, Shadow, Ryker and Catra popped up via holoprojector, seeing what was going on before the latter asked, “Is… this a bad time?” “No.” Eggman groaned, “You may proceed, Captain Catra.” “Thank you, General.” Catra bowed, before saying, “My Tallest, we have just manage to-” “Hey!” Zim rudely interrupted, “I was here first! So I will give my report first!” “We don’t care, Zim.” Red said, though seemingly unheard by Zim. “My Tallest,” Zim spoke, “I just received word from Imperial probe droid A113 that it has detected… a Jedi!” “Whoa, weally?” the hedgehog spoke up, having a mouthful of cake. “That’s impossible,” the scarred Sith said, “there have been any signs of Jedi since the Purge.” “Oh no?” Zim said with a grin, before playing the feedback the probe droid received. As the others watched, the footage played out the events that happened on Bracca, as Hiccup was trying to rescue his worker friend Prauf from falling to his demise. “Prauf, are you alright?” “Hiccup! I can’t climb up!” “Just hang on!” “I’m slipping!” “Oh man, this is intense…” the pug-faced hedgehog said, acting like he was on the edge of his seat as the drama unfolded. It wasn’t until they witnessed what the probe saw happened, as Prauf lost his grip, then Hiccup reached out his hand, using the Force to save Prauf. As the rescue incident continued following that, Zim paused the footage and looked to the group with a grin. The others were surprised to see Zim did a good job, Viggo, on the other hand, was keen on this Jedi. “So, this Jedi, ‘Hiccup’ has been hiding on Bracca for some time with those workers…” Viggo said, stroking his beard, before smirking back to the scarred Sith, “It seems that there are still a few Jedi left after all, Krogan.” Krogan said nothing, but growled, having been proven wrong. “I suppose we can thank you, Zim,” Viggo continued, “it’s been awhile since we encountered any rogue Jedi out here, so I think it’s time to continue the hunt.” “I can’t believe Zim did a good job!” Red whispered to Purple, who nodded in agreement. “I kinda liked it when we thought he was dead…” Purple whispered back. “If there are any more Jedi like this one still out there, we must contact our Master, Drago.” The hooded female Sith spoke up, “If there any Jedi left out there, the Order of the Jedi will rise up from the ashes.” “We will do just that, Haggar,” Shadow said, “especially as we have a situation of our own.” “Care to explain?” Eggman asked. “Black Spikes here has learned of a possible cell of Rebellion who had taken the Imperial plans, as well as a Holocron with Jedi intel,” Catra explained, “oh, and get this, it seems that one of those supporting them is the Princess of Altea!” Eggman was stunned by this, then had a bit of thought, “Princess Allura… so she is helping out on trying to bring us down, is she?” “We’re currently on route via hyperdrive to seize her vessle,” Shadow explained, “once we have her, the plans will be back in our grasp.” “Very good,” Eggman said with interest, “find her, and bring her to us.” “And the Jedi on Bracca?” Haggar asked. “Eh, send one of your Inquisitor agents of sorts,” Red suggested, “like, uh, you know, those Siren Sisters?” “The Siren Sisters?” Tempest asked skeptically, “You sure it would be wise to send someone highly to-” “Don’t worry,” Purple interrupted, “they just come down, kill the Jedi, then go back to… whatever they usually do.” While uncertain, the others decided to go ahead, until Haggar spoke, “Eggman, contact Master Drago.” Eggman nodded, before pressing a button to activate a new holoprojection, revealing, sitting on a throne, wielding a staff, was the sinister Drago himself. He was a tall, well-built man matching his intimidating personality. He had a left robotic arm, and while he had a hooded cape on, his hair was seen and shown to have tied in thick dreadlocks along with his beard. Multiple scars and cuts ran over his face and body, evidence of possible fights with other Jedi. As he appeared, the others bowed at his presence, be it out of signs of respect… or even of fear. “Who summons me?” Drago said in a sinister voice. “Master Drago,” Haggar was the first to speak up, “we have encountered something of utmost importance.” “The Jedi?” Drago suddenly asked, to which the others were stunned, none of them didn’t even mention him yet. “How did you-?” Tempest began to ask only to be cut off by Drago. “I have foreseen a new threat rising against us,” Drago explained, “the children of the Force. They must not become Jedi.” “We understand, Master Drago.” Shadow stated. “You and others, must hunt down this new threat.” Drago ordered, “And if they will not serve the Dark Order, eliminate them along with any surviving Jedi who would try to train them.” “No need to worry, sir,” Snively spoke up, “I have sent out a few proud bounty hunters who can be able to track down these Jedi, the current survivors and those who have the Force within-” “I have no need for Bounty Hunters, you worm!” Drago angrily said to Snively, who looked terrified at his fury. “Fear not, my lord,” Viggo spoke, “I have friends in high places who weild the power of the Dark Side, Sith or Inquisitor, and I’ll be glad to aid them in their mission.” “That’s Viggo to you, my lord,” Eggman added, “he is a master of strategy, and can know any Jedi or Rebel’s moves before they can act. That’s what I like about him!” Hearing this made Ryker grumble with annoyance about his younger brother. Drago remained quiet for a moment, before replying, “Do what you must…” He then looked to the group as he said, “You have your orders, now follow them through… that is my bidding.” “And so it is done.” The Sith members of the group responded, before the transmissions came to an end, leaving Eggman, the Tallest, Hater and those serving them alone with the Shadow, Catra and Ryker. “You have your orders,” Eggman spoke to them, “go after the Princess, take Darth Deranger with you.” “You mean that Berserker?” Catra asked, “He’s completely batty!” “That wasn’t a request,” Eggman sneered, “that was an order.” Annoyed, Catra obeyed, “Yes, Eggman.” “It will be done.” Shadow added, as the last holoprojector switched off. Eggman felt quite proud of himself, as he then turned to the others as he said, “Well, my friends, I must depart for now.” “So, where are you going?” Purple asked. “I will be making a quiet visit to see the work going on with the Death Egg. Perhaps say ‘hello’ to Holt while I’m at it.” Eggman explained, before looking to Hater, Peepers, Snively and the two robot lackeys of his, “you lot, come with me, we have work to do.” The others followed after him, now leaving the Tallest on their lonesome. “Wow, the Death Egg,” Red said with interest, “this will truly be the mighty weapon that will show the true might of the Dark Order. We shall be even more Almighty!” “Yeah!” Purple agreed, “We will be amazing! We will all powerful! And nothign will stand in our way to control the gala-HEY! SOMEONE’S MAKING DONUTS!!”  The Tallest suddenly got distracted as they hurried over to get some donuts. However, unbeknownst to them or the rest of the group that had their meeting, hiding in plain sight, a small spy drone was watching what had happened, and observed everything it had seen. As the drone recorded what had happened, the operator clicked on a button to rewind, as it cut back to Eggman mentioning about the Scientist Officer named Holt… as Pidge looked and listened carefully, with serious worry in her voice, “Dad…” She knew that something could be up with the Dark Order, but her father working for them on a dreaded weapon that could wipe out planets, she believed that her father would never agree to such a thing. She was going to find a way to take down the Dark Order and save her father, as well as her brother if he was involved too… no matter what… The Finalizer, detention centre, interrogation cell Kieth was still under restraint as a lone Stormtrooper kept an eye on him to make sure there was no funny business. Just then, another Stormtrooper entered the room, “Shadow wishes to see the prisoner.” The guard obliged and disengaged the strains, allowing Kieth to be released, then escorted by the Stormtrooper who came for him. Kieth was a little annoyed, especially as the trooper was holding on to his arm tightly, gun pointed at him too, as they walked down the Star Destroyer’s corridors, until suddenly the Stormtrooper carefully shoved him as he surprisingly said, “Down here. Quick!” The two of them were soon standing in a small corridor, the Stormtrooper looking around as if checking if the close was clear, he then took off the cuffs, before he looked to Kieth. “Ok, listen carefully,” the trooper spoke, “once we get out of hyperdrive, you do exactly what I say, and I’ll do what I can to get you out of here.” “Wait, w-what?” Kieth asked, confused. The trooper soon removed his helmet, revealing himself to be LRS-0504. “This is a rescue mission.” he explained, “I’m here to bust you out! Can you fly a Tie Fighter?” “Wait,” Kieth asked, “are you part of the resistance?” “What? No, no. I’m helping you escape.” LRS-0504 explained, before repeating the question, “Can you fly a Tie Fighter?” “Hey, I can fly anything.” Kieth answered, earning a nervous chuckle from the trooper. “I don’t get it,” Kieth then asked, “Why are you trying to help me?” LRS-0504 then sighed before replying, “I know it’s hard to understand… but I want to help you… I’m just terrified and… and… it’s just the right thing to do!” There was a moment of silence for a moment, until Kieth said, “So you need a pilot?” “Yes,” LRS-0504 replied with a sigh, “I need a pilot…” Kieth had a small bit of thought for a moment, before letting out a sigh as he said, “Alright. Just don’t make me regret this.” The now-rogue stormtrooper nervously chuckled with a smile, and nodded in agreement. Just then, Catra’s voice was heard through the intacoms as she said, “Attention, dropping out of Hyperdrive in two minutes!” Putting his helmet back on, LRS-0504 looked to Kieth as he asked, “Ready?” Kieth nodded as he replied, “Let’s do this.” Leaving the small corridor, the two headed off to where the Tie Fighters were stationed, knowing that they were going to fly out of here if they can.