Ever since the Taychon Incident and the Merge/Convergence the timeline has changed, making the entire multiverse and Omniverse come together. Different versions of multiple planets as well as individuals have appeared and have adapted to their curre...
The planet called Te Hasa seemed a lonely one. No moons swung around it and no cities could be seen marking its dusty yellow-orange face. A single spacecraft, elegant and long-bodied like a silver needle, fell out of hyperspace toward the planet. Strapped tightly in his starship's cockpit, the pilot tapped his comm console and broadcast his security clearance to the surveillance devices in orbit. The satellites received it and ceased their threats. The needle-shaped ship plunged into Te Hasa's atmosphere, leaving a narrow trail of friction-flame in its wake. After dropping closer to the surface it levelled out high above an endless-seeming sprawl of sandy plains, interrupted occasionally by juts of red-stone mountains, brown trails of long-dried riverbeds, and the crumbling ruins of long-dead cities.
Finally, the ship found its destination inside the heart of the kilometer-deep canyon that wound through the desert like a trailing knife-wound. It set down on one of two landing pads jutting from the steep red-stone wall and a moment later the pilot stepped outside. The tall, bulbous-headed Bith wore a breathing mask over the lowest portion of his face, protecting him from Te Hasa's methane-rich atmosphere. The Bith took long strides toward the sealed metal door placed in the cliff-side and didn't falter to see the two beings waiting for him on either side of the portal. In a galaxy filled with two-armed, two-legged, roughly Bith-shaped aliens, the Gree were an exception. Each creature was planted to the ground by four thick green tentacles while two more were wrapped around robe-draped torsos like arms. Their oblongs head possessed pairs of large, all-black eyes while a brain sac dangled halfway down their backs. Metal sheaths were wrapped around the lower half of their faces, obscuring the layered flaps of skin used for respiration and vocalization.
The Gree on the right, called Kavont'k, waved two tentacles in greeting and squealed into its face-sheath. A cold mechanical voice translated, "Welcome back, ....Darth Tenebrous."
The Sith Lord gave each Gree a curt nod and stepped through the portal. The Gree slithered behind on their snaking tentacles and followed him down the rock-carved hall that led deeper into the facility. Once inside Tenebrous removed his mask and breathed the filtered oxygen that pumped through most of the underground chambers.
"Has the master been informed of my arrival?" Tenebrous asked.
The Gree called Rakat'l said, "He is waiting for you in the laboratory."
Of course he would be, Tenebrous thought sourly. While the apprentice traversed the galaxy, secretly doing Sith business in the guise of his profane identity, starship designer Rugess Nome, his master rarely left his secluded research center. When Darth Bane had envisioned the Rule of Two over eight hundred years ago, he'd imagined master and apprentice fiercely pushing each other to loftier ambitions, not this.
It was sad in a way, but Tenebrous tried not to feel pity. It would make it harder to do what had to be done now.
The facility on Te Hasa was as secret as any place in the galaxy, made possible only by critical connections and hidden funds. The Gree were an incredibly ancient and notoriously isolationist race. This place had been constructed and staffed by Rakat'l, Kavont'k, and a handful of other natives whose services Darth Acheron had purchased decades ago. Gree were a long-lived race, with individual lifespans lasting nearly a millennium, and in theory they could guard this place for centuries to come.
Elsewhere. . .
"GGGGGAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Screamed in agony a brown-skinned, black faded hair muscular man getting cut by a Sith wielding a Vibroblade. He wore a Force Focusing Visor that now the former Galactic Emperor wore.
Just then Sly Morne came into the rolm and gave the Sith Lord a passionate and rough kiss on the lips. Once they broke off the kiss the looked up to see the tied up man dripping blood slowly.
"Is it time. For my children to come home."Said the Sith Lord smirking
"Indeed. My love. Darth Xed will tear them apart. From the inside." Sly Moore said smirking.
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