Revan's Fleet Approaching Alderaan (Revan's fleet)

[Darth Revan]

Revan was glad to know of this new and great power of the Dark Side. He wanted to use it to create his own Empire, to rule the Galaxy to end the most devastating of wars. The Mandalorians Wars taught him what great pain was when a whole city was bombarded by the Mandos. He donned the Mandalorian mask to symbolize that he would never forget. He walked to the view port of his capital ship that he got from the true Sith Emperor.

He was told it came from the Star Forge, and that it could make more. He just had to find the maps and put it all together. There were still more things he would need along his journey. Like the Muur Talisman, that destoryed a whole Mandalorian invasion fleet that had come for this planet. He studied that it could be used to turn other people into mindless slaves. He wanted to use the power for his conquest. Possible save lives, and make the causality rate less.

He still wasnt going to be soft hearted about this. He would still strike down who ever got in his way. He choose this side to give him the power to change the Galaxy and take it under his control.

[Lock Terrik]

Lock was buttoning up his uniform, in his cabin, standing next to his mirror, when a small rap came on the door.

"Who is it?" He said, still buttoning up his shirt, without turning from the mirror.

"Lord Revan is at the bridge sir, we are nearing Alderaan."

Lock didn't answer to the man at the door, and the man left, as Lock could hear the patter of footsteps grow distant. He finished, pulling at the bottom of the uniform torso so that he could get rid of the wrinkles.

He looked up at the mirror, and stared at himself for a minute. He had changed so much since he was on that battleship, going from a fairly inexperienced young midshipman, of the Republic no less, to a Sith Admiral. A change like that had to have come from something serious, and it came from his loyalty, he guessed. The Republic had been nice, while he was Naive, at least. but when he was assigned under Lord Revan, everything changed. He seemed to grow older, physically and mentally, as he helped Revan. He was there at Malachor V, and had seen the terrible destruction wrought by the Mandalorians at the battle. He saw the ruination of what seemed to be the whole system at the time. What they did to the Mandalorians was only what needed to be done, and they did it with an efficiency.

But, that was a while ago. He hadn't thought of the battle recently, he mostly thought of how he could better the Empire, the one he had helped bring from nothing.

He scratched his jaw, which had recently been shaved in the refresher he also had in his cabin, and was still amazed that he was only 35. It seemed like it had been a lifetime in the last couple of years. But, he had to get out of this.

He shook his head and straightened his officer's shirt again, and walked to the door. On his way out, he grabbed his hat off the stand, putting it on neatly, and then sharply walking out of the door. The door slid open for him, leaving him in the hallway.

He looked to his right, and saw a steady stream of people go past, as he was near a major hallway near the bridge. His left though, was the short hallway, and then stairs, to the bridge. He turned quickly, and walked over to the stairs, passing the white doors of other officers. One of the lights on the doors was off, and Lock stared at it for a second. He would have to give a citation for that sometime.

He kept walking, and reached the stairs, jumping up them quickly, and he came upon the annex to the bridge. There was a secretary, and four guards there. They all knew him, and gave him a salute, then going back into there customary position. These men weren't Sith troopers though, just guards.

He walked past them, the big heavy bridge doors sliding open for him with a silent hiss, and he walked ion in.

Inside the bridge was a room, fairly large, filled with panels and computers, beeping lowly, with the officers of each station attentive at each, as they had very important jobs on the ship.

In the front of the bridge, staring out the window, was Lord Revan. He seemed to be gazing out into the void of hyperspace.

He and Revan had met a while back, when Revan was only a Jedi knight. He had just gone rogue, but still managed to try and look confident. He thought he was doing the right thing. Lock had talked to Revan, and had become an acquaintance of his. Later, it seemed as if they were even friends, even after one was Sith, and the other was Admiral.

Lock walked up to the side of Revan, without even looking, saying, "We're nearing Alderaan, sir."

[Darth Revan]

Revan looked over at the Admiral through the glass by reflection. He realized that he also had grown alot and went through everything along with him. Only thing was he didnt feel the pain of everyone dying like he did. He doesnt know what it feel like, to jist wiish for it to end. He turned his gaze away from the window as he looked across the bridge. Everyone here had followed him from the depths of hell and back. Now it was time to lead them for a new cause.

"Admiral, our conquest of the Galaxy starts here at Alderaan. One of the places that was the scene of a great invasion for that was destroyed by an ancient artifact. I want that artifact, cause it will turn whoever is against me into a mindless slave." He walked to one of the holograms of the planet and began studying, hoping that they could geolocate where the incident happened.

[Lock Terrik]

Lock smiled. Mindless slaves of anyone who wasn't sith? Sounds like good canon fodder.

He walked over to the hologram with Revan, at the same time thinking about what this artifiact could be. He knew he remembered something from one of his books of Ancient Sith about something....Mer..... Mur..... that was it! Muur! The Muur Talisman!

"Your looking for the Muur Talisman, sir?" Lock said, a bit puzzled, "I would think the Star Forge would be our first priority, since we do have to build a fleet and an army, and the best way is through that. I there some reason we're looking for the Talisman first?"

He was puzzled, but he was looking. Revan was on one side of the table, while Lock was on the other. Lock scanned the zone, while trying to hear for an answer from Revan.

[Darth Revan]

Revan nodded at his thought, the man was right but there were tools out there that they could utilize for such a feat they were wanting to go for. He know only wanted to create a strong fleet but he also wanted to make sure that he had followers of his Empire. Raising a gloved had he pressed on a spot and it zoomed in. Showing charred remains of of an invasion force.

"Yes it is one of our priorities, but not our biggest one. The Star Forge holds to much dark power from what the Sith Emperor said. Dark Power that I dont want to fully consume me, I will utilize it but scarcely. We mostly need followers, so we can gain the control of the planets. I dont want to kill the people I want to save. I choose this power cause the Jedi werent trying to help the Galaxy, this way I can."

He then stared at the Admiral through his helmet from the other side of the hologram. "Do you disagree with the way I think?"

[Lock Terrik]

"A little, sir." Lock said, unflinchingly. He was entitled to his opinion, even if the man he was speaking to was a Sith Lord.

"We can gain followers later. If we get the star forge, we can have an army of droids. For every ship, we can have a single organic follower. We would lose little, and we can only gain more followers, by, say, destroying corrupt Republic governments. If we take the Star Forge, and you utilize it just a bit, not enough to consume you, we can pump out enough droids and warships to destroy corruption in the outer Rim. That will win us more then enough followers, and will probably win us more jedi that you can turn to the Sith. They may be able to help you, and increase production of the forge. But since we're already here, i guess we might as well look for this talisman. But that talisman won't get you followers."

[Darth Revan]

He regarded the Admiral, he was only someone of use to him right now but he could be easily replaced. He liked the guy but if he was going to try and deify him then he would kill him personally. He left the hologram display and headed for the bridge entryway. He had to get ready to fly down and get his prize.

"Admiral I think it best you dont go against what I say. I'm doing this the way I feel is right. I dont want to cause anymore pain and suffering unless its necessarily needed. The Mandalorians could have been stop faster had everyone participated. I want to gather as many followers as i can one way or another before the Star Forge, do you understand me Admiral?" He said this as he swiftly turned around and stared the Admiral down.

[Lock Terrik]

Lock stepped back and saluted.

"Yes sir!" Lock said.

It was so sad that the Sith Lord couldn't see basic tactics. The Dark side was great, but Lock would rather have thousands of capital ships then wasting time on this rock.

"Do you want me to send a fighter escort down with you?" He said, trying to move the subject away from anger.

[Darth Revan]

Revan continued towards the bridge elevator that would take him to the Hanger. He took a slow stride, thinking of his plan of action when he reached the planet. He wanted to make this fast so they could keep moving, but all the pieces have to fall in line for his plan to go right. No one else understood what the true outcome will be once they reach the Star Forge with all the pieces but himself.

"Yes, Tell them to go to my personal cruiser. I want you to go and find a bounty hunter for me to Admiral. Take the ship, we will catch up in my cruiser."

[Lock Terrik]

Lock went about doing it.

Lock sent two squadrons of Sith fighters with him, just for added security, as well as two gunships filled with troopers, in case he ran into trouble. There was a total of about 40 troops combined that would be under his command, and to guard him down on the planet's surface, just to be safe.

Lock also sent for a bounty hunter, and the 5 men he sent, along with an escort of 10 marines and 2 starfighters, said they would find a bounty hunter within a week, and that they would be back within a week as well. He sent them off, and then gathered the fleet in defensive positions around the part of the planet where Revan was, to do military exercises and such.