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Order 66 #1: Malvolence (Star Wars: Fate prequel limited series)
(Author’s note: Despite my heavy workload and some stressful stuff going on, here is a prose limited series in the works of Star Wars: Fate, even if I had started the first issue previously. The short series will tie into the main one and also this is my first finished Mecabricks project to date, which is quite unconventional to have a photo like that. I do hope you all enjoy reading, and have a happy late May 4th/Revenge of the 5th/Return of the 6th!)
***
Cox stares to me as he readies his dual blaster pistols. He’s always carried it close. His breath is nervous, full of panic. Arms shaking under that armor of his, because he knows the next thing we’re all going through is a fate worse than death.
“It wasn’t supposed to happen like this! None of this, none at all,” he says. “I…can’t do this to my fellow brothers.”
“What choice do we have, Cox?! If Klal says we stick to the damn plan, we do it!” Rune scolds. “The 442nd is no more; we shouldn’t even be on Mimban! Our brothers…our brothers are gone.”
“Both of you keep it down.” I say. “You don’t want to alert the droids near the exit, sufficient to say that’s where the army is head now. While Tretta’s still out, we’re going to keep it low until he’s done conversing with the locals.”
Three years ago I’ve heard about the 501st, a Jedi and a Gungan who went here, and they managed to repel off the Separatists. But Mimban shouldn’t have had a second campaign. It was a mistake. I thought there wasn’t another one until this point.
With my men had turned against me, then the Republic must have fallen. I cannot acknowledge the fact my head’s still spinning at the fact of so much has gone on, from witnessing my apprentice being gunned down in front of me mere hours ago.
“General, we need to break transmission, I cannot do this any longer; the more we stall means that they’ll be able to trace us.” Rune says to me. He dumps his helmet on to the ground. “I cannot associate with anyone in this mask.”
“Alright, but we’re not going out yet.” Cox checks his pistols. “I’m gonna run out so we keep this low then. And General, here’s your padawan’s lightsaber…I hope you should store it right away.”
“Thank you.” I reply. I feel the emotions rapidly running through me, but this isn’t a good time to let it take over.
Eventually Tretta gets a hold of the other villagers, who have been alerted to let us go through the escape routes. We go through a nearby trench, crossing under slowly…
***
Our group gathers at rendezvous point, preparing for the takeoff. Tretta comes forward with his rifles. I can feel his stern look under the mask.
“I managed to find a shuttle, but there’s a small blockade in front of us, gents. Cox, see if you still have some extra EMPs left.” Tretta glances at us.
“I do. Not much charges left, but it’ll work. Hopefully. How’d the villagers say?”
“The tribal chief should be aware, the villagers said we’re gonna get dirty for the escape. Doused in mud if you will.” Tretta explains in his cold tone. “General, I’ll lead the way.”
We enter the swamps as one of the helpful villagers points their fingers towards our direction. Once we arrive near the platform, the number of battle droids have surrounded the area. It does not seem like an easy task, to the contrary.
Rune prepares his rifle as he throws a rock at the droids, as they react with returning fire. One super battle droid fires a rocket but Rune’s perfect shot blows up the ones next to him in capacity.
“Hey! Intruders!” As the battle droid commander shouts. Rune hands me a EMP as I force push it towards him, disabling its functions. Cox uses his dual pistols to fire at the stronger ones while taking over with Tretta at his side. The plan works but enemies seem to be overrunning from the sides.
I ignite my lightsaber and my padawan’s, both cyan and blue colours flickering in the air, deflecting the blaster bolts. One of the shots seem to have hit Cox as Tretta drags him to a wall for further cover.
“We’re running out of grenades! We have to leave!” Tretta shouts. He throws his last one at the droid manning a turret.
“General, the ship is over there! Leave on your own while you still can!” Cox says to me. “I can’t make it out like this.”
“Not today.” I reply. With all the Force attuned to me, I tap into my anger, as I crush the droids and their weapons with my fists. “We leave as a whole. The shuttle is just right there.”
Rune runs towards the transport shuttle while still using his rifle. He stands near the hanger, possibly anticipating droids in it, which turns out to be a Magnaguard. I run over as I throw in my last bomb at the droids, igniting my own lightsaber right through the Magnaguard’s chest, destroying its processor.
“Sir, now’s a good time!” Rune says as he stumbles with the controls. “Damn...alright, we’re gonna take off!”
The ship begins to rise from the platform as Rune gets ahold of the controls, blasting the droids from the shuttle’s turrets. I open the hangar door, using the Force to pull both Cox and Tretta into the bay....
***
“Commander? A moment?”
“Yes, speak up.”
“The Jedi is gone. We found his compatriots, three clones who left with him.”
“Then we shell execute the conspirators who escaped with him. It’s treason again the Republic. Our mission is done here on Mimban, sergeant. We will continue the protocol given to us by the chancellor. Keep scanning for the coordinates and the last position they left—I want Klal dead.”
“Yes, sir.”
#maythe4thbewithyou #revengeofthe5th #returnofthe6th #happystarwarsday
Order 66 #1: Malvolence (Star Wars: Fate prequel limited series)
(Author’s note: Despite my heavy workload and some stressful stuff going on, here is a prose limited series in the works of Star Wars: Fate, even if I had started the first issue previously. The short series will tie into the main one and also this is my first finished Mecabricks project to date, which is quite unconventional to have a photo like that. I do hope you all enjoy reading, and have a happy late May 4th/Revenge of the 5th/Return of the 6th!)
***
Cox stares to me as he readies his dual blaster pistols. He’s always carried it close. His breath is nervous, full of panic. Arms shaking under that armor of his, because he knows the next thing we’re all going through is a fate worse than death.
“It wasn’t supposed to happen like this! None of this, none at all,” he says. “I…can’t do this to my fellow brothers.”
“What choice do we have, Cox?! If Klal says we stick to the damn plan, we do it!” Rune scolds. “The 442nd is no more; we shouldn’t even be on Mimban! Our brothers…our brothers are gone.”
“Both of you keep it down.” I say. “You don’t want to alert the droids near the exit, sufficient to say that’s where the army is head now. While Tretta’s still out, we’re going to keep it low until he’s done conversing with the locals.”
Three years ago I’ve heard about the 501st, a Jedi and a Gungan who went here, and they managed to repel off the Separatists. But Mimban shouldn’t have had a second campaign. It was a mistake. I thought there wasn’t another one until this point.
With my men had turned against me, then the Republic must have fallen. I cannot acknowledge the fact my head’s still spinning at the fact of so much has gone on, from witnessing my apprentice being gunned down in front of me mere hours ago.
“General, we need to break transmission, I cannot do this any longer; the more we stall means that they’ll be able to trace us.” Rune says to me. He dumps his helmet on to the ground. “I cannot associate with anyone in this mask.”
“Alright, but we’re not going out yet.” Cox checks his pistols. “I’m gonna run out so we keep this low then. And General, here’s your padawan’s lightsaber…I hope you should store it right away.”
“Thank you.” I reply. I feel the emotions rapidly running through me, but this isn’t a good time to let it take over.
Eventually Tretta gets a hold of the other villagers, who have been alerted to let us go through the escape routes. We go through a nearby trench, crossing under slowly…
***
Our group gathers at rendezvous point, preparing for the takeoff. Tretta comes forward with his rifles. I can feel his stern look under the mask.
“I managed to find a shuttle, but there’s a small blockade in front of us, gents. Cox, see if you still have some extra EMPs left.” Tretta glances at us.
“I do. Not much charges left, but it’ll work. Hopefully. How’d the villagers say?”
“The tribal chief should be aware, the villagers said we’re gonna get dirty for the escape. Doused in mud if you will.” Tretta explains in his cold tone. “General, I’ll lead the way.”
We enter the swamps as one of the helpful villagers points their fingers towards our direction. Once we arrive near the platform, the number of battle droids have surrounded the area. It does not seem like an easy task, to the contrary.
Rune prepares his rifle as he throws a rock at the droids, as they react with returning fire. One super battle droid fires a rocket but Rune’s perfect shot blows up the ones next to him in capacity.
“Hey! Intruders!” As the battle droid commander shouts. Rune hands me a EMP as I force push it towards him, disabling its functions. Cox uses his dual pistols to fire at the stronger ones while taking over with Tretta at his side. The plan works but enemies seem to be overrunning from the sides.
I ignite my lightsaber and my padawan’s, both cyan and blue colours flickering in the air, deflecting the blaster bolts. One of the shots seem to have hit Cox as Tretta drags him to a wall for further cover.
“We’re running out of grenades! We have to leave!” Tretta shouts. He throws his last one at the droid manning a turret.
“General, the ship is over there! Leave on your own while you still can!” Cox says to me. “I can’t make it out like this.”
“Not today.” I reply. With all the Force attuned to me, I tap into my anger, as I crush the droids and their weapons with my fists. “We leave as a whole. The shuttle is just right there.”
Rune runs towards the transport shuttle while still using his rifle. He stands near the hanger, possibly anticipating droids in it, which turns out to be a Magnaguard. I run over as I throw in my last bomb at the droids, igniting my own lightsaber right through the Magnaguard’s chest, destroying its processor.
“Sir, now’s a good time!” Rune says as he stumbles with the controls. “Damn...alright, we’re gonna take off!”
The ship begins to rise from the platform as Rune gets ahold of the controls, blasting the droids from the shuttle’s turrets. I open the hangar door, using the Force to pull both Cox and Tretta into the bay....
***
“Commander? A moment?”
“Yes, speak up.”
“The Jedi is gone. We found his compatriots, three clones who left with him.”
“Then we shell execute the conspirators who escaped with him. It’s treason again the Republic. Our mission is done here on Mimban, sergeant. We will continue the protocol given to us by the chancellor. Keep scanning for the coordinates and the last position they left—I want Klal dead.”
“Yes, sir.”
#maythe4thbewithyou #revengeofthe5th #returnofthe6th #happystarwarsday