Drafts v2.0

Just dropping it to see it improved my writing before. Working in progress as of sorts, not anyone have their novels got drafts posted.

*Changes in this future chapters may apply*

"Ah, Senator Mon Mothma and Padme... Its nice to see you two at my office. What is the Senate wished to discuss?" Alexander welcomed the two senators delegates.

As the two woman gave their greetings. Padme spoke out.

"High Lord Alexander Solair, I would humbly asked of you to call off your forces from Jabiim, the Republic-" Alexander hands held out to silence her.

"The Republic had already failed its constitution, I am just cleaning up their mess. That place held a memory of my assistance to the republic when Mandalore Crusade rampage across the galaxy. The people cried out for assistance, and they wanted the republic to call for aid, where were they when the brainrot plague spread, where where they, when the trandoshans hunted in their space as they capture people to be sold off to filthy monsters in the darkest pits of hell. It was my soldiers that bled for that planet, and they know how to be grateful and decided to join the imperium willingly as I give them better treatment than a failing institution that use Jedi to strong armed them to harvest the ores that delve beneath the ground, aside from the other senators in the Senate." He glanced at Mon Mothma.

She gesture to Padme to step aside and spoke with Alexander.

"High Lord Alexander of the Imperium, I humbly request that you should halt your advance to Republic territory and help us to assist the fight against the Separatist."

"Is that from Chancellor Palpatine? "

"I am afraid so, and what are you planning to do to Mandalore?" Mon mothma asked.

"Why should you care about Mandalore now?" Alexander spoke nonchalantly.

"Because Satine is held hostage by your forces!" Padme barged into the discussion.

"Her methods of government is killing off the culture of Mandalore, and you're so glad that the Smugglers is resolved, you left them to die without any support and demand to them to give what little they have?

The republic given them a slow death as the planet is slowly dying and they crammed up in those cities like a canned goods... I gave them a offer that they can't refuse, the revitalization of their planet in exchange for their loyalty and be the warriors of liberation, and I don't consider Satine as hostage, I kept her in house arrest and I did not done any harm to her people as they willingly joined me... unlike a few jedi knights that caused chaos under orders of the republic to retrieve Satine and burnt half of the planet in their escape, ruining her reputation in the mud... Did you know how much people lives suffered?" Alexander stared daggers at Padme. She flinched.

"But what you are doing Is oppression! People need to vote for their interest-"

"So what, the people voted for my policies not the middle management that we called the politicians? I spent the Senate long enough to see that they no longer held the interest of the people.. I don't trust a few good senators in a rotten organization that dictate the fate of the Galaxy. This clone wars have done by the republic long ago in the making... You started the war in geonosis..." Alexander spoke, stressing the issue.

"I watched, Mon Mothma as your little neutrality party did nothing in the eyes of the majority that wanted war. I knew the fact that the republic had already fallen... And something worse is about to take place. And I doing what's best of the Galaxy at large."

"By conquering planets that is assured by the Republic!" Padme wanted to yell.

"By saving them from the disaster that is taking place. Sooner or later they will thank me for what I have done... If your little outburst is enough... Our meeting is opened to all to see." Alexander pressed a button and they saw the video channels appear behind him, showing the discussion in real time, every news caster is reporting their opinios in every channel. The two senators saw their face in every channel in the imperium watching their discussion.

"The people wanted transparency, and I am a better solution than a Parliament of separatist that sold their ideas to the corporations to protect their fragile ideals, or the Senate that bicker for hours on end and did nothing to the outer rims. The people knows who to pick as they voted my policies than some middle management nitpicking their interest to make their lives better."

"Are you not afraid of the Republic wrath against you?" Mon mothma asked.

"The soldiers I sent knows that very well. I gave them a choice to defend their home and free the galaxy by their choice... Your soldiers by definition is slave armies, the ones we abhor since the foundation of the republic. They follow blindly ideals of the republic, never the people, only to die as a disposable tool, but not the Imperium. We cared about our people than a lie of democracy that is slapped in our face." Alexander sat with confidence.

"And I don't forget the agitators that is sent by the republic to cause riots in my worlds..." He spoke cryptic words in the end.

Dooku stood before a tree in corusant.

Pondering of the path before him.

His decision is on a path that he chooses... Or that's what he believed...

Ever since his padawan brought back the chosen one... He had a belief that things could change for the better... But seeing the Council refused to train the boy... He felt disappointed. He is treading on the darkness and light. As he question his loyalty to the Jedi and Darth Sideous.

But ... Alexander came to him with a crystal that changed his fate... A future of what he is willing to become... And the future that be...

"Am I destined to die by the chosen one?" He asked Alexander.

It was the meeting after the Chosen one was rejected. The very same tree that he watched as the republic grew into decay. The crystal he was given gave him memories that led to his death that the consequences that birth a horrible empire..

"The future is not set in stone... It's your path to decide your fate... "

"What is your plans for the Jedi?"

"What did I expect of the Jedi, Dooku?" He sighed as he look at Dooku warmly.

"For too long... The republic have used them as lapdogs for the Senate, too long they follow the interest in the elites, while neglecting the people and the force that they sworn to serve.. I want to reform them... I was there when the Jedi was Je'dai... I was there when they swon to defend the galaxy from the sith... Now... They are just ornaments to hide the failing of the Republic... Dooku... I want your help... Before its too late." Alexander held out his hand.

Dooku held out his hand but hesitated...

"What shall I do to aid your endeavor?"

"Never stray into darkness, I am planning a new academy for force users one that does not discriminate at any age, the path is bloody and hazardous...I want you to be a double agent of Darth sideous" He spoke nonchalantly.

"How..." Dooku was surprised.

"The God Emperor knows... But he is willing to forgive you, because at that time... You had no place to go. Until you met me."

"So all I have to follow the plans of the sith?"

"A bloody path, but the rewards are immense to show for it. You know what's coming for you... And you have to prepare for it. In the end, you will be the head of the reform Jedi away from Sidious prying eyes, and perhaps maybe you can persuade the rest of the people in the Jedi to head to the imperium. Before they too, fall into darkness. I trust you Dooku, to do the right thing."

Dooku shook his hand and a light envelope around him, signifying the contract between them.

"This will protect your soul from deteriorating in the darkness. I hope that you make your choice when the end comes." Alexander smiled. As he gained a powerful Ally behind the scenes. Alexander stared at the senate district and smiled darkly as he begin to undermine the Dark Lord. The stage is set and the actors is playing their part.

"The war will end, all right... But not in your favor. As this galaxy have only need of one Emperor and that is not you." Alexander disappear into the darkness.

327th watched a City held by the Imperials in the distance and for once they are fighting against the organics, this time they had to fight with more irrational strategy. Layla Secura watched in her Macroculars as she watched every pattern of the patrols. Trenches, barbed wire and minefields, sentry post was placed in every few meters.

She sighed as she is fighting organic beings and not the droid armies, but she had no choice as to delay the invasion of the Imperium into republic space..

And certified Intel provided by spies, shows that in the center of the city is a command center that must be taken out. And they needed a beacon to place in the targeted infrastructure.

The fight began at dusk as the Republic Planetary invasion force landed in the outskirts of the city.

Their Laats were shot from the skies by hydras and rifleman furiously unloaded their flak in the skies.

The 327th rushed forward to the trenches and into the minefields, their bodies were ripped apart by stubber fire.

Layla in her speed beyond mortal eyes riped the weapons off the defenders hands, hoping that they would see reason, but they fought with their fist and anything they can grab onto.

The screams under blaster fire echoes near her ears and she sense the death beginning to toll on her mind.

As they reached to the target, it was the biggest structure in the city, as if it was a Cathedral of sorts.

They met with a group of women in power armor and got yelled out by the one leading them.

"Leave this holy sanctuary! I will not permit the foul and the tainted enter this sacred hall of the God Emperor!" The leader yelled out.

Secular fought against the group as she clashed her lightsaber with the woman power sword. Sparks of electricity and power collided as Layla realized that and she used her force push to moved the armored nun away. But her power suit bolted down and she took a swing at her. Missing by a few inches.

"General Layla, we have done the task!" Commander Bly spoke out.

And they hear rumblings in the distance.

Explosion rained down around them as artillery rained upon the cathedral, collapsing the cathedral.

"No... No!" The leader that fought Laylar screamed in horror.

A piece of a doll flew out of the debris and Layla realize something was wrong...

"You dare kill the innocence!" The Sororitas yelled as she swung her power sword at a disbelief Jedi.

Her brains splattered by Bly handguns.

A broken Holo video spark to life nearby as the newscaster revealed a terrifying news to all.

What she fought to delay the nuns for the 327th to destroy the command center was a mistake...

It was a neutral hospital for the surrounding sectors and of worship of the Imperial faith.

And the death count of the bombardment was tallied by three hundred and fifty thousand civilians of both Republic, Separatist civilian and the children that was unable to evacuate is kept in the church safe room that defended against explosion was killed in the as the plasma shell vaporize the children, along with five hundred hospitallers that attended the wounded.

A image of the High lord giving a speech.

"This is a unscrupulous attack by the republic! I came in good faith to heal the wounded and now they wanted a war! I tried diplomatic means to stop conflict, but your people wanted it! You killed the people that voted for the senators and look where did it do? The republic does not care about you! They don't care about the rabble that wanted the war to end. This calls for a crusade! A Crusade of Liberation! Down with the republic of lies! Down with the separatist that is a false prophet, that did nothing as they see people that wanted to break free from the tyranny of the republic, died in cold blood and they did nothing! Blood for the injustice! Blood for the innocence! Our war between the Republic and Separatist have begun!"

Layla realized that she doomed the republic by her actions. Her hands clenched at the burnt doll as if wanting to find something...

The defenders that survive the invasion rushed to the broken church and began to have blood in their eyes as they had someone important to them in the rubble. Their weapons trained at the saboteurs and Layla raised her arms and ordered the remaining men to surrender.

As she realizes that any more... Will prove meaningless.

She felt her jaw fisted as the defenders wrath was upon her.

"Murderer, Jedis are murderers!" The crowd gotten agitated, but she was escorted by the commissary as they placed her in a anti-force prison.

"The End is Near"