Chapter 208: Korriban Under Siege

A/N: Had to travel across the country for class, and at the same time have been busy with class, but I am still active and working on the story when I can. I can’t promise consistent updates because they won’t happen, But I will do my best to write when I can.

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Korriban - Sith Capital

The Sith Emperor and what remained of the Sith Council were all gathered in the Emperor’s Palace as the planet was being bombarded.

Daimon’s fleet had already destroyed the defenses around the planet, leaving nothing but what was on the surface of the planet. Other fleets were already dealing with what remained of the Sith Empire while the other planets would fall in line in due time.

Watching pieces of the palace fall around him, the Sith Emperor couldn’t do anything but fight. "How many soldiers and war droids do we have?" asked the Sith Emperor.

"We lost about a quarter who couldn’t make it into the bunkers. I would estimate about 5 million remaining when the bombardment is over." reported one of the Council members.

The Sith Emperor lowered his head into his hands as the situation was dire.

"What about our Superweapon?" asked one of the Council members. "We can use it to put pressure on the Imperium."

Another Council member shook his head. "The three that we had left were completely destroyed by Emperor Daimon himself. The only thing left are the audio recordings from the crew screaming for help and the videos of it being crushed."

"Impossible." replied the Councilor. He wasn’t aware that this had happened as he was defending another front before he had to retreat and return to Korriban for to defend it.

The Chamber shook again. Dust fell from the ceiling and one of the palace support beams cracked and fell.

"How long until the bombardment stops? asked the Sith Emperor.

"I don’t exactly know. But I imagine we will know once the Emperor bursts through the doors and kills us all." Said another one of the Councilors. He was not at all loyal to the current Sith Emperor and was planning on bowing his head as soon as Daimon bursts through the doors. He knew that if he gave up, then the Emperor wouldn’t kill him as his sights were set on the Sith Emperor.

A few hours later and the bombardment had stopped. The Sith soldiers that had been hiding underground in bunkers had waited a few minutes to make sure the bombardment was over before emerging back on the surface. But as soon as they emerged back on the surface, Imperium drop pods filled with dozens of Immortals in each one of them had landed all around them.

They went from hiding underground to now being surrounded and sieged by the Imperium’s forces. They put up as much of a resistance as they could, but they were outnumbered, outmatched, and caught in a tough position. They tried to use their Sith war droids as cannon fodder to allow their own soldiers some breathing room, but the Imperium released their own war droids that completely destroyed whatever the Sith threw at them.

After a few hours had passed, the major cities had completely surrendered alongside most of the Sith troopers. There were a few remnants who remained and started doing guerilla warfare, but it was nothing that the Imperium wouldn’t clean up after a few weeks.

With that out of the way, Daimon made his way down to the Sith Emperor’s palace where him and the Councilors were held up. They had opted to stay in the palace during the invasion which also contributed to the Sith troopers surrendering as their Emperor didn’t fight on the frontlines with them.

As his shuttle descended, Daimon created a vast Force Storm around the palace which started shook the entire area. Any Sith Palace guards outside had run inside upon seeing a massive storm that shot down lightning coming towards them.

Daimon’s shuttle landed right in front of the entrance to the palace followed by several other shuttles that dropped Empyrean Guards and Balance Keepers to secure the area.

Getting off with him was Cortana, Lord Maxim, and Grand Sage Graham. The rank of Grand Sage was a special rank within the Balance Keepers as they were the spiritual and strategic advisors of the order who interpreted the Emperor’s will. They oversee the doctrine and philosophy of the order. There are only 100 in existence throughout the Imperium right now.

The rank was attained after at least two centuries of service and by showing tremendous growth. They were then taught by a Force Scion and if their growth continued alongside attaining many achievements, then they would be tested by Daimon. If they passed, they became a Grand Sage and would be taught by Daimon himself to deepen their understanding of the Force.

Once Cortana stepped off of the shuttle, she scanned their surroundings and shook her head. "This place could use a little touch up." She said. Compared to the Daimon’s palace also known as the Emperor’s palace, the Sith Emperor’s palace looked decrepit.

"Well once we’re done here, you can do all of the renovations you want." said Daimon. Cortana smiled as she already had a few things in mind.

"We can turn this into a grand temple for you my lord, to train the Sith of the future." Said Lord Maxim.

Daimon thought about it. He could make this into a grand temple or make it into something else. He wasn’t sure what he wanted to do, so he decided to just think about it later.

"Enough about how ugly the palace looks. Let’s head inside and finally end this." They nodded and headed for the entrance which was locked.

Graham blew the doors open with the Force, revealing an entire hall filled with Sith troopers and Palace guards. A few Balance Keepers were about to charge forward, but Graham put his hand up to stop them. "Let me clear the path for his majesty." Said graham as he ignited his lightsaber and sprinted forward.

His sprint was enhanced with the Force, making him move so fast that the Sith troopers were missing all of their shots. Some of the shots flew in Daimon’s direction, but the Balance Keepers stood in front and deflected every shot.

Meanwhile, Graham had reached the first palace guard and had completely shattered his lightsaber and cut him in half. He then hopped from target to target in an instant ruthlessly killing them, creating a path for the group to advance.

After ten seconds, he was done. The Sith troopers and palace guards lasted only ten seconds.

From there they proceeded through the corridors until they arrived at the doors leading to the throne room. But this time, the doors opened by themselves and a voice was heard from the otherside.

"I suppose this was inevitable," said the Sith Emperor as Daimon and his group walked in.

The Sith Emperor sat on his throne as the ceilings were filled with cracks and some of the palace guards had dust on their armor from the bombardment. The Councilors stood in a loose arc behind him. Some of them already had their lightsabers ignited and held at their sides. One of them, the man who had already decided to surrender held nothing in his hands as he had no intention of fighting.

"You had twenty-four hours," Daimon said. He stopped short of the steps. Lord Maxim and Cortana stopped next to him alongside the Balance Keepers who kept their eyes on the surrounding enemies. Graham remained a step ahead, his blade ignited and ready for Daimon to give the order.

"You were a fool to think that the Killiks would be enough of a distraction for me to not come here and deal with you. Now you have doomed yourself and the Sith to a life of subservience under me."

"They nearly did," the Sith Emperor answered. His voice was steady, but inside, Daimon could feel his fear. "Prince Malrik still breathes, I am told. That was generous of Aruun....or perhaps careless of him."

Daimon heard enough after the Emperor spoke that sentence. "Graham, bring him to me." Daimon ordered.

"With pleasure, My Lord." Said Graham as a bright smile appeared on his face. The palace guards tried to move in, but they felt a grip on their throats and their bodies stopped moving. Graham didn’t want to deal with them right now.

Instead, he wanted to see how long the Sith Councilors would last against him.

Three of the Councilors walked in front of the Sith Emperor, to stop Graham, but the Sith Emperor stood up and ignited his lightsaber.

"I won’t sit on this throne for this fight. But if you’re not going to fight me yourself Emperor Daimon, then you give these Balance Keepers too much credit." Said the Sith Emperor. But he didn’t know that he wasn’t facing just a normal Balance Keeper. He was going up against a Grand Sage who are so rare and are rarely seen on the battlefield as they were Philosophers and spiritualists first.

This didn’t mean that they weren’t good fighters. They were just too strong to be simply let out into the Galaxy at will. And they were one of Daimon’s vast trump cards that he has within the order. Their understanding of the force was greater than any of the top Guardians within the order.

To show this, Graham raised his hand and released a wide stream of Force lightning at the Councilors as they walked down the stairs. Two of them dodged out of the way, but one remained and tried to block it, by catching it in his hands.

As the lightning hit his hands, he thought he was holding on at first, but then the skin on his hands started to peel away as he was getting burned. The burn started to creep up his arm, forcing him to let go and quickly dodge out of the way.

The lightning hit the wall and blew a hole in it, showing everybody present just how powerful the attack was.

Graham then rushed him and swung his lightsaber down to cut him in half, but he was blocked by all three of the Councilors. The Sith Emperor eye bawled the fight, trying to get a sense of Graham’s capabilities before he blindly jumped in.

Graham looked up at the Emperor and smiled, before he looked back down and forced the three blades down, right into the Councilor who was blocking from the floor. His own blade had pierced his head, while those of his fellow Councilors had cut his shoulder and arms.

"NO!" Yelled the Councilor on the left as he tried to put more strength into holding Graham back, but he was too weak.

Graham then pushed the other two back using the Force, giving him some space. He grabbed the dead Councilors lightsaber through the Force and had it floating next to him as if he had a third arm.

"Now, let’s make this a little more fun." he said as he charged at the Councilor closest to him while the other one charged after him.

The two clashed blades while the other Councilor was blocked by the floating lightsaber which managed to stop him. Graham wasn’t even looking behind him, and he was locked in saber combat, so the Sith Councilor was confused on how he was able concentrate with all of this going on.

Graham kept exchanging blows with the Councilor he was fighting with, while also using the Force to simultaneously fight the other Councilor with the other lightsaber. The Sith Emperor seeing this had decided that if he took too long, then defeating Graham was going to be out of reach, so he charged in as well.

Sensing him charging, Graham decided to stop playing around and delivered a series of heavy blows which broke the Councilor’s guard allowing him to cut his legs off."

"AHHHHHHHHH!" Screamed the Councilor as he fell to the ground without his legs.

Graham then turned around and blocked the Sith Emperor’s attack, leaving the two of them locked in saber combat.

From the side Daimon watched Graham at work and was excited that he was able to produce these types of Force Users. He was even more excited to see him in action other than training.