35ABY
Outer Rim
Rseik Sector: Vestar - Port-Esta
T'rien sat down on the cold, compacted, dirt ground of an alley. She knew that she was on Vestar. Vestar used to be ruled by the Imperials during the time of the Galactic Empire. The Imperials had long since left and Vestar was a good place to escape to. It was under the radar and most of the humans who lived on Vestar were trying to escape from the actions of the dominant power, specifically, the First Order. She was also trying to escape, but her reasons were very different.
She was of two species: Sith, and Human. This made her a big target from the First Order and from many others. Her abilities came from being Force Sensitive. This meant that she could manipulate the Force and use it as she might use a tool for her own needs. Force Sensitive beings, after the fall of the New Republic, had become even more scarce in the galaxy. The First Order had been trying to kill her now for a while because she had infiltrated one of their Resurgent-class star destroyers and planted detonators on the engine. She had blown up the whole Resurgent-class Star Destroyer and because of that, The First Order had put a very large bounty on her head. The Mandos were after her because they wanted the bounty money.
Vestar used to be a very quiet planet and many people did not know of it. T'rien had chosen to hide there because she had thought she would be safe. Before Vestar, she had been on Utapau, before Utapau she had been on Askaj, and before Askaj she had been on Eriadu. She had been forced to leave those planets because of First Order sympathizers. The sympathizers had reported back to First Order operatives and the operatives had chased her everywhere. It would only be a matter of time before she'd be forced to leave Vestar. The only reason she had survived this long was because every time she sensed a threat, she flew her Delta-7 starfighter to another planet. T'rien had found the Delta-7 on Coruscant before it had been destroyed. She had named the starfighter Nomad, after the resurgent-class star destroyer she had blown up. She might have also named her ship that because the only thing she remembered about her father had been his callsign, Nomadium. Unlike her father, she remembered her mother clearly. She remembered her mother's piercing yellow eyes, her jet black hair, her cheek tentacles and she remembered her embrace. Her warm, heart melting embrace. T'rien missed it. Her and her mother had been very close. T'ryett had been her mother's name. Her mother had not been the kindest person. After all, she had been trained to feed off her anger. T'rien had been taught the same. Before her mother had given herself over to the New Republic, she had given T'rien her curved crimson lightsaber.
T'rien rested her hand on the lightsaber, feeling the darkness radiating from it. All the memories flooded into her head. All those years spent training and learning how to use the Force. That had been a waste of time. The Force had brought her nothing but trouble. The Force had put her on the run. It was the reason her father had left her and her mother. It was the reason she had run away from Dromund Kaas in the first place. The Force had used to mean everything to her. Now every time she used it she was reminded of the things that had ever happened to her. All the horrible and painful things that had happened to her. She had been cast out of the Academy on Dromund Kaas because of her inability to focus on just the dark aspects of The Force. She had always been intrigued by the light aspects. Her compassion and kindness towards the other students had been her downfall.
It had not been long since she had been cast out of the academy. It had been maybe six months. After her shameful exile, she had set out to other planets, looking for Force Sensitives. The reason she was in search of Force Sensitive beings was because she was attempting to form her own order. She hadn't found many people that were sensitive to The Force. The people she had found had willingly joined her cause. The whole of the order was here on Vestar with her. The rest was split between Utapau and Eriadu. The total number of members in her order was about 72 humans and about 10 others. On Eriadu, she had recruited only 7 people. Those seven people were now a part of the order's High Council. The order was known as the New Force Order. She had based her council after the Dark Council Of The Sith. Their ship arsenal was not large. It had The Nomad, three Fury-class Interceptors, seven stolen TIE fighters, a stolen X-wing starfighter, a scavenged BTL-B Y-wing and The Dogfighter which was an Imperial-class TIE Interceptor. They also had a corvette that they used to transport the operatives of the New Force Order. They stored their ships at the old Imperial operations base. They had pretty much taken over Port-Esta just as the Galactic Empire had. They had a few other minor bases on Utapau. There was also a communications center on Askaj.
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New Force Order
FanfictionIn the final years of the First Order, an order almost completely made of Force Sensitives rises up to challenge the First Order and other major powers at the time, including the Resistance.