Demetri sat aboard the ship given to the crew by Emperor Trivas for this mission. The Order of the Black Crystal now has a growing influence on Corellia. Having been helped at the start of the Galaxial War by the Sith Trivas was anxious to get to Corellia and sniff out where the problems were coming from.

If the mission went as planned the Force Users may have a place they can gather and be safe, if not, well Demetri had been ready for death since day one of his apprenticeship. The Nulvarl Rangers accompanying the group would split off as soon as they set down. The Dark Lord Lucifer and his apprentice would be split up from Demetri as well. The apprentice would be left on his own, to bring in some OBC members and capture them. It was the second groups job to make sure Demetri didn't die, but the young apprentice to the Emperor didn't trust them. He would make sure that he was getting out alive on his own. If the others helped that would be great, if not Demetri would do it himself.

Three standard days ago a group had been planted on Corellia that would stop the OBC's political rising. The Emperor wanted to show the Corellians that the rebels would be their downfall and that they needed to ally with the Sith once more. That job, however, was not up to Demetri. He had his own job and he would accomplish that job, whether it took his life or not.

"Commander," the apprentice spoke to the nearest Ranger, "bring us into the planet. I will be in the back ready to drop out the ship at your word. Hopefully you can make this look like an actual equipment malfunction so I don't have to show myself before I am ready."

"Yes sir," the Commander said at military attention.

Demetri made his way back to the cargo hold where he could exit the ship. His breathing mask was attached to his mouth already, though it was not pumping oxygen. He wore a skintight black outfit that would, hopefully, keep him from being seen by the people below. This part of the mission he had added himself, and had then decided that the entire group be disguised as a group of smugglers making a drop. He was not sure how the Emperor would take the change of mission, but he would find out when they got back.

The hold lights flashed once, twice, and then three times. That was the first signal that the Commander had started the equipment malfunction. Twenty seconds later the second cue came when the cargo hold blasted open and Demetri used the Force to augment his muscles. He leapt out of the cargo hold, reaching out with the Force to rip some of the cargo out and send it on a different course with his own.

Demetri turned the thrusters on his jetpack at the same time he sent a blast of the Force towards the ground. He was low enough that he should not be seen, even the blare from his jetpack, but once he hit the ground he made sure to get out of the way. The fall stung his muscles, and he felt a rib crack, but otherwise he was fine. There would be a few bumps and bruises later on, but for now he had to get as far out as possible.

About ten kilometers from his current location was a safe house that had been set up by a group that was still loyal to the Ni'Novians and the Emperor. He would head there first and then enact the second phase of his plans in twenty four hours times. The other group needed time to get settled down and make their runs before Demetri started showing himself.

After about two hours Demetri made it to the safe house. He had backtracked several times to make sure he was not being followed. The Force told him nothing, but it was more natural reaction then anything else. Once he arrived he threw his bag on the bed and headed for a sanisteam. He had twenty four hours before he had to get out there and start his mission, twenty four hours to meditate.

Lucifer looked out as Demetri dove from the back of the cargo bay...the first phase of the plan was underway and the bait had been released he just hoped Trivas knew what he was doing, he was taking a big risk. Lucifer looked out as Demetri disappeared below now all he and Tiberius had to really do was wait and eventually the OBC would turn up, no doubt the presence of three force users would draw them to Corellia and the chance at bagging their prize, three afterall was a far greater result than one.

The insurgents had already been placed 3 days prior to set up the resistance and help spread anti OBC sentiments among the local populace...Lucifer looked to the nearest trooper and spoke...

''Remember the plan commander, wait until the OBC arrive as we anticipate and are distracted by Demetri then spring the trap once the bait draws in our catch until then maintain your cover we must act as the smugglers we claim to be.''

The ship landed within the Blue Sector of the Corellian City of Coronet, an area well known for being rough and a perfect place to hide for those who wished not to be found. The group landed close to a safe house which had been set up specifically for them and within close proximity to Demetri although not enough as to draw attention, Lucifer knew the man did not trust him or his acolyte but he would have no choice but to rely on the two sith for the mission to be a success...despite his personal thoughts on the issue, besides if the mission was a success the man's opinion of him would change at least that was his hope. Once the ship made contact with the ground and after unloading the equipment into the safehouse Lucifer proceeded to follow the Rangers inside they had a few hours to spare yet until the second phase of the trap was put in motion and he would use them to meditate, he suggested this as such to his acolyte Tiberius it would do him good to use the time wisely.

Facing Tiberius, Lucifer spoke...''We have 24 hours before phase two is put in motion Tiberius, I suggest you use the time wisely to rest and meditate for we are going to need all our strength if we are to succeed.''

It was at this Lucifer proceeded to head to a backroom which resembled a simple setup with nothing mor than a plain mat to sleep on and several chairs, it wasn't the grandest of places but it served its purpose perfectly in hiding the two and their group, it would be 24 hours before the hunt began...24 hours before the OBC would be entwiced, the force and fate intervened...he would use what time he could to prepare himself for the worst, taking a seat in a lotus position Lucifer began to meditate focusing on the task at hand and of the groups potential success...letting it invigorate him.

This was a game of chess, pure and simple. A pawn was put at risk, with the support of a bishop and the Queen. If the pawn fell, the bishop would sweep in. If he was taken, then the Queen would sweep in after that. Strike, parry, riposte, kill. Not kill. Capture. Tiberius found himself wondering how strong of an operative they would send out for an apprentice. Could they know it was only an apprentice? Little was known of their capabilities.

One thing was certain, they could negate the effects of the force during the battle of Sal Maro. The Acolyte wondered if that was just one of them, a few, a good number, a lot? It was difficult to say. Hopefully, with the success of this mission, they would learn a great deal more. Though again, when you only put a pawn at risk, how much of a response would that warrant? It was likely that the OBC wouldn't show their entire hand, course, did they know how to read their's? A lot of unknowns. A lot.

When they arrived on Corellia, Tiberius helped unload the vessel, not abusing his powers but just carrying the cargo off like anyone else would. Lucifer suggested rest and meditation. That was fine. He would go meditate in the prone position until he fell asleep. His body clock needed to be reset anyway to adjust to Corellian time. He made a place for himself on a mat, crossed his ankles, folded his arms behind his head, and began to drift off to sleep, meditating somewhat on the mission, though honestly, sleep was taking over quickly.

As Lucifer began to meditate he remembered he was not to have his presence known just yet...delving in the force would negate the affect they wanted and so he quickly switched from meditation to sleeping for now...nudging his acolyte to do the same, soon they would hunt and so now they needed all the sleep they could muster to be ready for a battle.

Slowly Lucifer drifted away as he hit one of the mats....

It will take time

That thought kept running through Demetri's head during his meditations. He was blazing in the Force, the first part of his plan. The Sith and Jedi alike needed to know if the Black Crystal Order had anyway of knowing if Force Users were near just by their presence. This was the first part of Demetri's plan that could be taken care of within the first 24 hours. If anyone started nosing around his apartment, or following him, he would know that they could sense the Force presence of anyone sensitive.

Demetri sat in his room using a technique that Lord Trivas had taught him just before this mission. Reaching out with the Force Demetri sought not that which was there, but that which was missing. From what he had been told the effects of this new groups weapons were the same as a Ysalamiri, a bubble of emptiness where the Force seemed to just end.

Demetri did not sense any, but his skills were very rudimentary. He had, after all, just learned to search out the void no more then two days before their trip, and there wasn't much time during the trip to practice it. Deciding that sleep would be best Demetri drifted off and that was when the dreams had come.

He was surrounded by fifteen men in jet black uniforms from head to toe. They could not be seen in the darkness. The only glimpse that Demetri had was when they had fallen out of step into one of the street lights. They had come for him, finally, and he was ready for them. He gathered up his Force Energy to blast them out of his way...................and then everything went dark.

Demetri awoke with a start. The sunlight shining on his face was warming, the temperature of the room comfortable, but still Emmet felt frozen inside. He had the same dream over and over last night, no, not a dream a vision. Whatever it was that had happened everything had went black. It was like the Force was being blocked, even in his vision.

A smile began to creep across his face. The young apprentice knew that it meant they were here, on the planet, and that they would find out about him. He was not worried about their sheer numbers, warriors never feared before battle or because they were outnumbered, but he was worried about the Force not being there. Perhaps the Lord Lucifer and whoever the other wannabe was would be of even less use then Demetri had first thought.

His backup. Demetri nearly laughed at the thought of those that were waiting behind for him. The Lord Lucifer seemed to be powerful enough and the Emperor had a high opinion of him, but Demetri would need to see it for himself. The other one, whatever his name was, Demetri wasn't looking forward to having him as backup. The man was a poor excuse for a Sith, to say the least. Trained by the Dark Lord Lucifer the man had ruined whatever reputation that would give him the first time he had spoken to Demetri.

While his Force Powers may be more refined then Demetri's it wouldn't matter. Demetri was a warrior, trained from birth in several different styles. The Mandalorians had made him ruthless, the Noghri had made him stealthy, and the rest had just refined those techniques. If it came down to his life or the others Demetri would choose his and take the others life if necessary. He knew the Emperor would not be happy about it, but when it was Demetri over another he had better not be too mad.

Now, for phase two. Demetri would just be meeting up with a group of militia members that were still loyal to the Sith. Many of those members had fought with the Sith at the Corellian Blockade that started the Galaxial War. Now this new order was coming in and running things and the Five Worlds Ministers forgot where their loyalties lie. It was going to be Demetri's job to remind them, and that would mean taking one of them out.

Demetri left his apartment and started towards the meeting grounds. They were meeting underground in one of the Prime Minister's secret escape tunnels. The thing that had made the spot the perfect hiding place was that the Prime Minister had no idea. The man that was heading the militia's military forces off planet was the head security agent of the Prime Minister. He took care of all the necessities and it meant that nobody, not even his own security team, would know that it was going to be off the radar today.

It took nearly six hours for Demetri to make it there. On the way he had backtracked and caused a lot of trouble on the way. Using the Force he had taken out some crime and lifted random people into the air and spun them around before dropping them back down. He always made sure that he was just out of sight, but a few times he let people get a view of him as he was leaving. So far he had not run into any problems and he did not sense anyone following him. More importantly he did not sense anything not there and following him. When he arrived he was alone and not being followed.

"Sergeant Fioa, pleasure to see you again," he said as the man rounded the corner with a blaster trained on him, "are the rest of our friends here yet?"

Sergeant Fioa, Corellian born, was a avid supporter of the Nymean Ascendancy and more specifically the Sith. Lord Trivas had come to Corellia's aid when the Galactic Alliance was threatening their independence and they had fought together during the Galaxial War.

The War was not long over before the order came to exterminate Force Users. Fio did not agree with the order and saw it as another way the Galactic Alliance was trying to fully control the galaxy. Unfortunately the Alliance's new allies were striking up the old feelings in the Five Worlds Minister and Corellia was beginning to fall back into the Alliance Fold.

Fioa was the head of security for one of the Minister's and his men were all loyal to him to the farthest reaches of the Galaxy. There were some that could be bought off for information, but if it would put their commander in danger they would not sell out. Despite this the sergeant still held this meeting very close to the chest. There were only going to be seven people at this meeting, including the Sergeant and Demetri. They were all leaders of the opposition of the Alliance control. The entire Corellian Resistance totaled somewhere in the hundred thousand reaches at this time and it was growing more each day.

The nine members here today had the most control over the Resistance and would be the best one's to decide what was going on. The knew of the insurgents that had been landed a few days ago. Already teams of the Resistance were working to help the insurgents in any way possible. Demetri's mission, however, would require the Resistance to be more open but in the opposite way that they wanted to.

"They are all here and waiting for you to speak to them about details. We are all ready to make sure Corellia does not lose its independence to the Alliance. We are all supporters of your cause as well and will do all we can to help the Sith Order. Follow me and we will get this started. The quicker it is over the safer we will be."

Lucifer had awoken on time and proceeded to wake his acolyte, the rest of his team seemed to naturally wake up when needed and required no further encouragement. Lucifer knew of Demetri's opinion of him and hid acolyte but reserved his judgement of him, he knew all too well that he was young and had alot to learn about trusting your allies, some may not be so trustworthy but others such as he stuck by their words.

Lucifer remained close to Demetri the whole time he was travelling although not so close as to look suspicious, that was until he went off to the planned meeting in the meantime Lucifer thought up a way to stir up some trouble with the local GA garrison and perhaps hasten the approach of the OBC luring them into the trap that much quicker. He had his team link up with the local insurgents and take up the garb of the local populace to fit in and spread out as to not draw attention, to the casual observer Lucifer, Tiberius and the Rangers which accompanied them seemed as everyday people hidden on street corners, alleys and sidestreets dressed as bums, smugglers, bounty hunters and the like...anyone other than who was thought to be related even remotely to the sith. Lucifer used the force very briefly as to not blow his cover and attract unwanted attention feeling out to check for the bubble like affect and so to see if their intended guests had arrived. The affects would be similar to the yslamari but yet different, this mental block was controlled...more refined...after several minutes of checking he was sure he felt one area of emptyness but was too uncertain to be sure and so released his hold of the force returning to normal and his duty, although even while he used the force he seemed to look normal a uncanny ability he had picked up over his long years.

Patiently Lucifer made his way to a rough area of the Blue Sector, where a local GA hangout was said to reside...finally he arrived at where he was to meet his contact a few blocks from his intended target to meet a member of the GA who was secretly a sith and force user sympathizer and about a team of 5 insurgent militia, Lucifer had paid hansomly for his services and the information required to find the weaknesses of the hangout...what better way to garner attention from the OBC than to blow up the GA while they were still enjoying breakfast in a series of daring Guerilla style raids, the plan would hopefully work without a hitch while Demetri put all the pieces in place Lucifer and Tiberius would arouse GA suspicion and inflame rumours of sith being on Corellia...albeit subtlely by destroying the tavern and several others like it. The first attack would act as a open invite to come get the sith and would be a simaltenous attack in a effort to blow up several GA hangouts and taverns in one blow, Lucifer would be aprt of the raid i nthe BLue Sector and aid in destroying it's GA occupants using the force ever so slightly as to attract the attention needed before quickly disappearing without a trace, assuming everything went right the GA would naturally contact the OBC and demand the protection they were promised after a few days of constant raids on various establishments.

The contact turned up on time exactly a few minutes after Lucifer who instantly turned to the GA sympathizer and spoke whispering slightly as to not attract any spies or bounty hunters who might have been nearby...

''Excellent you are on time, I hope the information you provided proves accurate...I trust you have brought what I need, placed the devices and men as specified in our original agreement?''

The man nodded before pointing to several crates filled with several different types of weapons and the men beside him as well as several locations marked on a datapad...Lucifer spoke again...

''Yes they shall have to do, but know if they or you betray me this shall be the last face you ever see.''

The GA sympathizer knowing well what that meant was quick to maintain his loyalty by again explaining the layout of the tavern and it's various weaknesses, clientele etc after all was said and done Lucifer proceeded to pick up one of the heavy assault blaster rifles which was placed into one of the crates, if he was to not give away his true nature he would have to become in every sense of the word...a insurgent and forget his sith upbringing albeit momentarily....he would only be able to reveal himself for who he was a few times during such raids as to warrant a response. Once every man had a weapon including himself Lucifer gestured Tiberius to pick up one of the blasters giving him free choice on which to choose...he had made him aware of the plan before they left the safehouse and now they were putting it into action.

As Tiberius finally chose his weapon Lucifer motioned the group to move out using a similar fashion as before splitting up into several smaller groups, Lucifer and Tiberius were part of the group attacking a famed Blue Sector tavern known for it's exclusive GA clientele, many of the locals had become outraged when the GA had taken over the establishment for their own personal gain and longed to see it gone, Lucifer was about to grant that wish. After traversing through various alleyways and sidestreets the group of which Lucifer and Tiberius were apart of made it to the tavern...upon approaching Lucifer and the group stood back Lucfier spoke to Tiberius through the force...

''Get to a elevated position, a rooftop perhaps I want any GA who survives in the explosion to be cut down by sniper fire and any other means....don't be afraid to use the force however be wary when you do only use it to garner attention before we leave...we want to spread panic and rumours of sith on the planet, we want to be found but not before the trap is ready....we shall continue the same drill for the next few days until our intended guests arrive.''

To the normal eye Lucifer seemed as though he was looking at the target building his eyes fixated upon it...it was then Lucifer looked to the rangers and the men he was with speaking briefly before the assault would begin...''Mark your targets, I want only GA survivors to be shot down...civilian survivors of the initial blast are to to left alone whereas as I have stated GA survivors are weapons hot anyone who kills a civilian shall answer to me is this understood.''

with a subtle nodd from each member of the group got into position carefully avoiding notice form the locals and GA alike, Lucifer taking a position a position at a bar on the opposite side of the road dressed as the smuggler that hd been hiscover from the beginning of this facade, he slyly looked over his shoulder as he ordered a drink of Corellian Ale before unleashing hell...making sure most of the GA in the area were inside until detonating...placing his hand inside his pocket Lucifer took out a datapad and input a specific code...to the normal eye it would seem as though he was just a patron taking notes however that was far from the truth...keeping in contact with the other groups throughout the city Lucifer gave the order to detonate in one simaltenous act.

At that moment the datapad in Lucifer's hand seemed to act as a mobile phone (cellphone) remote detonator setting off the stragegically placed high explosives placed within the tavern that had been placed during the early hours of the morning. Several large explosions could be heard throughout the city as chaos ensued swiftly followed by sounds of high powered gunfire and screams....at that same moment within Lucifer's current vicinity a fireball made of debris, dust, shrapnel mixed with exploding drink barrels shot from the tavern on the opposite side of the road...the front of the tavern shot outwards as bodies of GA soldier started littering the street...the raid had started and the rumours were soon to spread.

Raising from his seat he turned to remove the trenchcoat he had 'borrowed' from a bum along his way to the tavern to hide his rifle and opened fire on any GA who happened to wander into the area as well as any survivors who had managed to avoid the initial blast. Lucifer shot into action instantly...giving a silent nod to his group and to Tiberius to spring into action as well...the heavy repeating rifle made quite the mess of 4 GA troopers who had sort to take cover behind a bench only to find they were in direct line fo fire of Lucifer's gun.

Tiberius had chosen a weapon, the blaster on his hip, his Verpine shatter gun. Being in costume did have its disadvantages, like unfamiliarity. He didn't exactly care for the feel and lack of freedom that the attire afforded him. Baggy and bulky, it felt a bit awkward. One good thing, it had allowed him to conceal his twin Echani foils.

He didn't care for this mission at all though. Going into a tavern and wiping out GA sympathizers. He wondered how many of them were civilian and how many were actually military. Once the attack commenced, TK was diligent to maintain his assault only on those who he perceived to be of the military, and that were armed.

The silence of his shatter gun made it easy for him to take a few shots without drawing a lot of attention to himself, the heavy repeating weapon of Lord Lucifer drawing much of it already. Tiberius was able to move quickly around the tavern and eliminate those that appeared to be a threat. He had to conserve ammo as it was, his cartridge only capable of holding eight rounds.

Following on from his initial assault Lucifer proceeded to quickly mow down any stragglers the heavy fire of repaeting blaster pinning those who continued to fight down where they stood allowing for quick and easy targets for the snipers to make short work of.

Lucifer looked around noticing that not many GA remaiend in the area after the assault most were blown to little chunks of meat when the bombs exploded and so were most likely halfway strawn across the street by now, proceeding to walk forward Lucifer motioned the rest of his group to fall in on him and mov eout of the area before more troops showed up afterall making sucha commotion was hardly going to remain un-noticed for long...before walking out of the area Lucifer decided to begin the first step and reinforce signs that sith were on the planet as to attract his prey...before leaving he quickly unleashed a barrage of lightning upon a group of five GA troopers who survived the blast and the firefight letting all who stood there see the sight before them, civilians starting fleeing in every direction shouting the word sith and force user before Lucifer vanished into the crowd along with his comrades using them to simply disappear as if never there...a vanishing act in every sense of the word.

Now all the group had to do was wait for the next day and repeat the same schedule over again only this time Lucifer knew security would most likely be beefed up due to the night's events...he would have to try another approach, one far more stealthy in it's actions that would make use of his acolytes rather unique talents.

As the group returned to the safehouse Lucifer spoke to Tiberius although both could feel the efar coming from around them outside in the force...so far all had proceeded as planned rumours of sith were begining to spread around...

''Tiberius for tommorow we will need of your unique talents, I wish for you to attack this factory it is said to house GA weapon supplies and will most likely be heavily guarded...a stealthy approach will be needed and I know how you like to work alone so this will suit you just fine.''

Lucifer paused a moment before pointing to a number of locations marked on a map of the city within a large warehouse complex made of three levels.

''Your task will be to break in here and place a number of devices in these stragegic locations throughout the building...I shall lead our group and stage a diversion to temporily draw some of the troops away while you infiltrate the area...as you leave be sure to leave a sign that sith was present...a burnt body or something of that nature corrupted by the force...a few sabre marks shouldn't hurt to make an impression. Once this is done report back here for debriefing and scheduling of the next days events for now get some rest your going to need it.''

It was with this Lucifer motioned that Tiberius wasn't needed anymore as he continued to look over several plans with the rest of the militia at the small table whichs tood at the centre of the room.

The Acolyte listened intently to the Sith Lord of War. A factory that required demolishing. Shouldn't be too hard normally, but now, the reactionary forces would be on heightened alert. While the Epicanthix did enjoy working alone, he thought it wise to make one request of Darth Lucifer before turning in and getting some rest. 'Lord Lucifer,' he held up a single finger as he inquired, 'Might I request the company of a single sniper for my operation.'

A single sniper would be sufficient to provide cover for the Acolyte. While Tiberius was exceptionally skilled, wisdom still dictated that he take another to watch his back. It didn't need to be another Sith or even a small squad. Just a single sniper would do the trick. Bring him in on the details and a good one would place themselves appropriately, giving themselves the ability to take out potential threats that TK wouldn't have time to reach.

Certainly there were Sith who believed they could do it all themselves, and most likely, they could, but Tiberius would rather accomplish the mission without any undue risk. He waited patiently for the Warlord's reply, a curious eyebrow quirked.

Lucifer looked to his acolyte listening carefully as he uttered his quetsion before issuing a quick and sound reply...

''As you wish, you may take Sergeant Mar'ius here he is one of our best snipers and should do well to suit your needs as required you may brief him en-route and remember blend in with the crowd...become but a blade among them...now if there are no further questions I suggest you rest.''

It was with this Lucifer ushered Tiberius away that he may get some rest and prepare himself for the day ahead...for it would be a long day blowing up one of the largest weapons warehouses and caches on Corellia was hardly a walk in the park, it would be a devastating blow to the GA and one that would certainly garner the attention that was needed....for now Lucifer resided in continuing to plan ahead as he watched Tiberius walk away.

Tiberius did as the Sith Lord of War suggested. He stopped by the barracks, spoke with Sergeant Mar'ius, making arrangements for the next day, then went to his own bunk and dressed down for the evening. Stepping into the refresher, he made himself ready for rest, the hot water of the shower cleansing away the filth of the day. He stood in there longer than he needed to, basking in its warmth and flow. Tomorrow was indeed going to be a big day.

Throwing his shirt on and some night-pants, TK sat on the edge of his bed and began to meditate on the day's events and the morrow's mission. Like a blade among them. He was thankful for the sniper as well, that he would have as his back-up and support. Sergeant Mar'ius was indeed one of their best, if not, THE best sniper among the troops they had aboard. The mission would be a success. It had to be. The advantage was all their's.

Purging his mind now of thought, Tiberius focused on nothing. A sea of tranquility, undisturbed and unmolested, that was his mental status right now. No thought, no feeling, no memory. Just the Force. He remained in this state of mind for a quite some time, not caring how long and not thinking of how long he had been there. A yawn. It was time for rest. Standing as he stretched, TK arched his back and rotated his shoulders before crawling into bed, getting the sleep he needed for the long day ahead.

Lucifer raised early the next morning awaking his acolyte before speaking...''We shall strike later using the dark as cover for now we must meet a contact of mine and arrange our diversion. He is a mercenary albeit not one of the lowlife scum who would sell us out for a few credits...he is reliable and loyal...a rare commidity in this galaxy of late. We are to meet him in a local bar called the 'Iron Bowcaster'...we are to leave as soon as you are ready.''

With this Lucifer waited for Tiberius to rouse and be ready for the days plan...

Demetri followed the rebel leader down the tunnel where the rest of the members were waiting. He was here to see what these rebels could do for the Sith Order, starting with a way to capture a member of the Black Crystal Group.

It was a thought that brought a smile to Demetri's lips. It had been too long since Demetri tested his skills in a life threatening battle. That was soon to happen for sure, and Demetri could not honestly tell who would leave as a victor. Even with the Sith Lord at his back Demetri was unsure whether they would walk out of it alive. If they all worked together they could walk out of it, but if there was anything in their way, or if the other two were too accustomed to working with the Force, there could be problems.

It was something Demetri was itching to test, but it had to be done right. The apprentice was not a fool. He would not rush into a battle he was not sure he would win. Everything that could be done to tip the balance to the Sith would be done, and that was what these rebels were to him; a means to the end. They may be more to Lord Trivas, the apprentice was unsure, but to him it was nothing more then something to keep Demetri alive.

When he made his way to the others he took the time for formalities. They all knew who he was but had never met him and so he shook hands with the men, hugging the women as was custom, before he took his own seat at the top of the table. When the others took their seats he began.

"My friends, we are all here for the same reason: Corellia is on the verge of losing their independence once more. We can stop this by taking away the reason the Alliance has gained so much prominence here on Corellia. I am talking about a mutual enemy of the Sith Empire and my friends in this room and out of this room, the Order of the Black Crystal. Many will not believe but the Sith do believe that the OBC have taken over the Alliance through subtle manipulations. The Jedi, had they been paying attention, would have seen what the Sith now see. The OBC are bringing back their reign to power the same way as the Emperor once had."

Bringing back memories of the Empire would root the hatred of the OBC that much more. Though these men were now working with the Sith Order now they did not like being reminded of Palpatine. Many of the current Sith thought him to be a fool and these Corellians knew they were not working with the same type of self serving, vengeful spirits.

"We must find a way to learn all we can about this group and that is why I am here. I have been sent by our Emperor to capture one or more of these men alive. I wish only to know what you can help with that and do not wish for you to place yourselves in danger. Your necessity on this planet is to help it maintain its independence and you all must remain here. However, I know there will be those of you in this room and out that will request to be able to help and to those not only do I have my undiluted thanks but also the knowledge that the Sith will give you home among us and will keep you safe!"

The end of his sentence was met with a round of applause louder then Demetri had heard before. The Emperor, Lord Trivas, often gave speeches but his charges knew better and were more disciplined then these and never gave applause. Demetri, however, could not think less of these men and women. They were doing all that they could to keep their independence and it didn't matter how they kept it. They were all self serving and yet cared about the population at the same time. It was no wonder that they fit in so well with the Sith Empire.

Patience would be implied by the apprentice at this stage. He knew they were all working in their minds and when they were ready they would speak quickly and come up with a general plan and then the meeting would be dismissed. Once dismissed the real dangers and challenges would happen.

Tiberius arose at the Sith Lord of War's beckoning. His mission had been postponed until the evening it seemed, Lord Lucifer wanting instead to meet with a contact. A mercenary no less. The Epicanthix bowed his head lightly as he replied, 'As you see fit.' Making ready, his thoughts still remained upon his mission for that evening, going over the ins and outs of how he would make entry, his actions within the interior, and finally, his departure. The Sergeant Sniper would be put to the test for sure.

Stepping out of the refresher, TK stated simply, 'I am ready.' Briefly, he reflected upon the name of the bar. Iron Bowcaster. Taverns always had such interesting names he thought. Moreso than most vessels.