End of the war

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     -Republic command, Mon Cala-

''Admiral Ackbar! Admiral Ackbar!'' a republic naval officer frantically shouted the admiral's name as he ran to where the mon calamari was. ''It's terrible, sir! Absolutely terrible!''

Admiral Ackbar, now supreme commander of all republic military and a renowned war hero, did not know what was going on. Just what was so terrible that it got this naval officer acting like this?

''Take your breath, lieutenant,'' Admiral Ackbar told the naval officer. ''Now, what is it?''

''It's terrible news, admiral. Coruscant... Coruscant is being attacked!'' the lieutenant said, shocking the mon calamari to the very core.

''What!?'' bellowed Admiral Ackbar, his heart skipping a beat as he took in this news. ''Under attack? By who?''

''The Pentastar Alignment and the Cobra Empire, sir,'' the lieutenant replied. ''They've attacked the Core and the Inner Rim, sir. It's terrible...'' the republic lieutenant then recieved a stroke and fell on the floor.

As he fell, two more commanders entered. ''Admiral Ackbar sir, Coruscant is being attacked!'' one of them said as they entered. Upon seeing the fallen lieutenant, they realized that Admiral Ackbar already recieved the news.

''The Alignment and Cobra... how big of an invasion force are we talking about?'' Admiral Ackbar asked, trying his absolute best in remaining calm.

''If reports are to be believed, sir,'' began the second commander, ''then over 640 billion wraith troopers and four fleets of the Cobra Empire have attacked Coruscant. Other fleets have already left Cobra space and are making staggering progress with blitzkrieg tactics. A thousand planets have openly defected already, sir! The Pentastar Alignment is also making rapid progress in the upper portion of the Outer Rim.''

The first commander spoke, saying, ''Sir, Salazar Covraii has returned. He has openly broadcasted his speech to the galaxy, proclaiming himself heir to the Empire, and that he is going to remake it.''

As Admiral Ackbar listened to this, he now understood the gravity of the situation. The Thrawn Campaign had already exposed the weaknesses of the Republic;  and now, Cobra had launched it's devastating invasion. The Republic had no time to prepare and build up it's manpower and military after the devastation of Thrawn's campaign. Now, Cobra was determined to rebuild the once glorious Galactic Empire.

A reborn Galactic Empire, a new sith state, and a new empire of Akkad. The situation was grim;  the fear that plagued the galaxy for over a millenia was coming to fruition.

''Gentlemen,'' Admiral Ackbar spoke in a low voice that did not hide his nervousness and anxiety with regards to the wider situation. He stood up from his chair and looked at them. The commanders saw a facial expression that the mon calamari never had before- one of grim terror and a hopeless dread. ''We are facing the greatest threat to the existence of this New Republic,'' he told them. ''Tell all our forces to go... to red alert.''

(elsewhere)

As the Sack of Coruscant was taking place, Luke Skywalker could feel through the Force what was happening, but only vaguely. It came like distant echoes of screaming and wailing from a great mass of people, and Luke had a headache from the intensity of it all. He nearly stumbled as the full weight of it came rushing in, and he could vaguely see the death of Leia Organa-Solo, his twin sister.

''Luke, you alright?'' Han Solo- his best friend, brother-in-law and smuggler turned Republic war hero- asked as he came over.

''Han, I... I feel something terrible,'' Luke told Han, and his tone was making the corellian start to feel nervous. ''I feel... cold all of a sudden. Like the day the Empire destroyed Alderaan, I feel countless people cry out in terror and... and some horrible fate is awaiting them.''

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