Post by ender on Mar 27, 2009 6:26:20 GMT -5
Written by Quest
Chapter 2: The Treaty of Cohabitation
“Attention all {Jedi}! Attention all {Jedi}! The Supreme Chancellor has been captured by the Sith! Repeat! The Sith have captured the Chancellor!” Doom, along with all other {Jedi}, were all stunned. How could it be that the Sith captured the Chancellor if they were totally immobilized and in disarray when the Dark Lord and the Dark Council had been eliminated along with their droid army disabled? The question lurked in the minds of everyone, as they turned to the monitors that broadcasted the News Flash.
What looked like a Zabrak female held the Chancellor binded and gagged at her right. She looked prideful and ready to explode in arrogance. There was this, sadness and anger, that loomed in her eyes. No doubt it was a Sith, and a strong one in the Force. She had to be in order to get passed the Chancellor’s defenses. “As of now, despite recent reports…” the voice sounded almost that of some Queen and the eyes staring into the screen like a wild cat’s “…the Sith Empire has {Jedi} at her knees. WE HAVE THE CHANCELLOR CAPTIVE, AND ARE GRIPPING {Jedi}’s THROAT. We now demand the terms of surrender from {Jedi}”-she never finished.
Just then, the camera turned and right there, with DOOM and Secretus, a huge army was gathered all around. The Sith looked surprised and afraid, but hatred could still be seen. “We do not come in terms of surrender. We come because we see that each side partaking in this war has been defeated. There is no victor or loser. It seems that we are now on equal ground.” DOOM looked ready to fight, but his stance didn’t show it. Everyone was about to be surprised at what was going to happen next. “For years, {Jedi} and (Sith) have fought, but now I see that we seem to have equal military efficiency. It seems that we both are in complicated positions, as {Jedi} will need a new leader to lead their Republic, and (Sith) will need a good security force to keep their galactic throne.” “You aren’t saying…” The Zabrak barely made the words out of her mouth. “…a…truce? A truce between…{Jedi} and (Sith)?” Everyone gaped, and seemed that they couldn’t imagine anything like that becoming real. How could good and evil co-exist?
“Gather what leaders you still have at the Senate Building by 0100 hours. There, both {Jedi} and (Sith) leaders will negotiate a treaty between the two.” With that, everyone was confused as the monitors went off. Doom had a lot of explaining to do when Predalien and Ganner got back. Even though DOOM and Secretus saved the Chancellor, they were asking for something that couldn’t be done. Or could it? Was it possible that the two former enemies could live in peace, not trying to destroy the other? How was it even possible that two ancient enemies could even think of a truce with the other? “I guess we will have to see what the future, and the Force, has in store for us” Doom said to himself.
At 1:00 AM Coruscant Time, every leader on Coruscant of both factions in the war was crowded into the Senate Building. Almost everyone else on Coruscant wwere building loud crowds outside, waiting to see what would happen. Inside, the leaders had finished negotiating, and it was time to announce their final decision: The Treaty of Cohabitation. “This treaty is simply an agreement that the (Sith) will rule the Outer Parts of the galaxy while the {Jedi} will rule the Inner Parts” was the answer that the Supreme Chancellor gave to everyone.
“Unbelievable, it is, that (Sith) and {Jedi} have made an agreement like this. I myself think I am dreaming this whole thing as everyone else is. Too long has their been constant wars being waged over dominance in the galaxy, too long have they dragged actual beings to kill each other. Today, everything will be different. Today, we enter a new era, an era, which both {Jedi} and (Sith) will be peaceful neighbors, and eventually, hopefully, become one Republic, one galaxy, for thousands and thousands of years. So, without further adue, I would like to call the representatives of both civilizations of the galaxy up. Put your hands together for newly annointed (Sith) Queen Tigeress and {Jedi} Chief Commander Doom!” The applause was so loud that it was possible to be heard planetwide. It not only was being broadcasted to Coruscant, but every system in the galaxy. Many had tears run down their faces and hollered happily for peace. Peace, after all this time. Finally.
The two leaders came up and shook hands with each other and the Chancellor. Tigeress spoke from there. “Today, I have agreed with both Supreme Chancellor Zan and Chief Commander Doom, along with many others, to sign this treaty so that there may finally be peace and tranquility to all!” The crowds screamed in excitement. Doom took it from there. “As Chief Commander, I feel privileged to work with Queen Tigeress and Chancellor Zan to make a better galaxy! No longer will families be separated, no more worlds be demolished, and all races and species in the galaxy will continue to exist without fear of extinction! This, we three vow!” With that, all three signed the treaty, and everyone clapped, sang, screamed, cried, and embraced each other for what had just happened. Galactic peace had been achieved, and now was the time to celebrate.
Days later, after the Treaty of Cohabitation was signed and everyone agreed to help to escort the (Sith) to their region of the galaxy, Tigeress sat on the throne of her ship, rethinking everything that happened. Her master was dead along with all his generals, her Empire was almost killed, she had been humiliated in front of the galaxy, and now she was a celebrity and admired after agreeing with her enemies. Well, now they were former enemies, new allies. Weren’t they neutral actually? Tiger tried to settle down and relax. She felt something earlier today, like a ripple in the Force. She ignored it, but now she sensed it again. It was like it was right behind her- She was pushed off her thrown and was floating in the air. She broke free of whatever grip and drawed out two lightsabers. Before she could do anything else, she was knocked off of her feet. Tigeress was then disarmed, binded by and unseen force, and was struggling to stay alive. She saw a brown cloaked man. “Relax, Enraged One. I come to you in peace.” She was still tied by something, which she guessed was a Force technique. “I come with a gift from the Dark Lord of Dark Lords, the Master of your Master.” Tigeress was shocked. She theorized it as a lie, a trick to calm her down. This was dismissed when she sensed truth. The master of her master? Wouldn’t he have been killed long ago by her master in order for him to become the Dark Lord and train her? “Do not think too hard young one. I am not here to answer questions. I am here to deliver a message. My master, now your master, instructs you to keep your new empire alive and well, and to rebuild it to glory. Not only must you rebuild its economy, but also its military. There is still one more war to be fought. Gather as many as you need, you will need many to conquer our enemy.” With that, he was gone, she was unbinded, and she saw armor rapped in robes on her throne. They looked familiar to her.
To Corran (and everyone else): Well, seeing that it's my first time doing this kind of thing, I really can't help it. I kind of intended the first chapter to be like that, and I still feel like i need to expand on that. I think I will eventually. I just feel like I need to rush through so I can actually get to the setting and what it's supposed to be about. Chapter 3 should be about some of the history and to actually reveal the setting. I'll try harder. Thanks for the help.
Chapter 2: The Treaty of Cohabitation
“Attention all {Jedi}! Attention all {Jedi}! The Supreme Chancellor has been captured by the Sith! Repeat! The Sith have captured the Chancellor!” Doom, along with all other {Jedi}, were all stunned. How could it be that the Sith captured the Chancellor if they were totally immobilized and in disarray when the Dark Lord and the Dark Council had been eliminated along with their droid army disabled? The question lurked in the minds of everyone, as they turned to the monitors that broadcasted the News Flash.
What looked like a Zabrak female held the Chancellor binded and gagged at her right. She looked prideful and ready to explode in arrogance. There was this, sadness and anger, that loomed in her eyes. No doubt it was a Sith, and a strong one in the Force. She had to be in order to get passed the Chancellor’s defenses. “As of now, despite recent reports…” the voice sounded almost that of some Queen and the eyes staring into the screen like a wild cat’s “…the Sith Empire has {Jedi} at her knees. WE HAVE THE CHANCELLOR CAPTIVE, AND ARE GRIPPING {Jedi}’s THROAT. We now demand the terms of surrender from {Jedi}”-she never finished.
Just then, the camera turned and right there, with DOOM and Secretus, a huge army was gathered all around. The Sith looked surprised and afraid, but hatred could still be seen. “We do not come in terms of surrender. We come because we see that each side partaking in this war has been defeated. There is no victor or loser. It seems that we are now on equal ground.” DOOM looked ready to fight, but his stance didn’t show it. Everyone was about to be surprised at what was going to happen next. “For years, {Jedi} and (Sith) have fought, but now I see that we seem to have equal military efficiency. It seems that we both are in complicated positions, as {Jedi} will need a new leader to lead their Republic, and (Sith) will need a good security force to keep their galactic throne.” “You aren’t saying…” The Zabrak barely made the words out of her mouth. “…a…truce? A truce between…{Jedi} and (Sith)?” Everyone gaped, and seemed that they couldn’t imagine anything like that becoming real. How could good and evil co-exist?
“Gather what leaders you still have at the Senate Building by 0100 hours. There, both {Jedi} and (Sith) leaders will negotiate a treaty between the two.” With that, everyone was confused as the monitors went off. Doom had a lot of explaining to do when Predalien and Ganner got back. Even though DOOM and Secretus saved the Chancellor, they were asking for something that couldn’t be done. Or could it? Was it possible that the two former enemies could live in peace, not trying to destroy the other? How was it even possible that two ancient enemies could even think of a truce with the other? “I guess we will have to see what the future, and the Force, has in store for us” Doom said to himself.
At 1:00 AM Coruscant Time, every leader on Coruscant of both factions in the war was crowded into the Senate Building. Almost everyone else on Coruscant wwere building loud crowds outside, waiting to see what would happen. Inside, the leaders had finished negotiating, and it was time to announce their final decision: The Treaty of Cohabitation. “This treaty is simply an agreement that the (Sith) will rule the Outer Parts of the galaxy while the {Jedi} will rule the Inner Parts” was the answer that the Supreme Chancellor gave to everyone.
“Unbelievable, it is, that (Sith) and {Jedi} have made an agreement like this. I myself think I am dreaming this whole thing as everyone else is. Too long has their been constant wars being waged over dominance in the galaxy, too long have they dragged actual beings to kill each other. Today, everything will be different. Today, we enter a new era, an era, which both {Jedi} and (Sith) will be peaceful neighbors, and eventually, hopefully, become one Republic, one galaxy, for thousands and thousands of years. So, without further adue, I would like to call the representatives of both civilizations of the galaxy up. Put your hands together for newly annointed (Sith) Queen Tigeress and {Jedi} Chief Commander Doom!” The applause was so loud that it was possible to be heard planetwide. It not only was being broadcasted to Coruscant, but every system in the galaxy. Many had tears run down their faces and hollered happily for peace. Peace, after all this time. Finally.
The two leaders came up and shook hands with each other and the Chancellor. Tigeress spoke from there. “Today, I have agreed with both Supreme Chancellor Zan and Chief Commander Doom, along with many others, to sign this treaty so that there may finally be peace and tranquility to all!” The crowds screamed in excitement. Doom took it from there. “As Chief Commander, I feel privileged to work with Queen Tigeress and Chancellor Zan to make a better galaxy! No longer will families be separated, no more worlds be demolished, and all races and species in the galaxy will continue to exist without fear of extinction! This, we three vow!” With that, all three signed the treaty, and everyone clapped, sang, screamed, cried, and embraced each other for what had just happened. Galactic peace had been achieved, and now was the time to celebrate.
Days later, after the Treaty of Cohabitation was signed and everyone agreed to help to escort the (Sith) to their region of the galaxy, Tigeress sat on the throne of her ship, rethinking everything that happened. Her master was dead along with all his generals, her Empire was almost killed, she had been humiliated in front of the galaxy, and now she was a celebrity and admired after agreeing with her enemies. Well, now they were former enemies, new allies. Weren’t they neutral actually? Tiger tried to settle down and relax. She felt something earlier today, like a ripple in the Force. She ignored it, but now she sensed it again. It was like it was right behind her- She was pushed off her thrown and was floating in the air. She broke free of whatever grip and drawed out two lightsabers. Before she could do anything else, she was knocked off of her feet. Tigeress was then disarmed, binded by and unseen force, and was struggling to stay alive. She saw a brown cloaked man. “Relax, Enraged One. I come to you in peace.” She was still tied by something, which she guessed was a Force technique. “I come with a gift from the Dark Lord of Dark Lords, the Master of your Master.” Tigeress was shocked. She theorized it as a lie, a trick to calm her down. This was dismissed when she sensed truth. The master of her master? Wouldn’t he have been killed long ago by her master in order for him to become the Dark Lord and train her? “Do not think too hard young one. I am not here to answer questions. I am here to deliver a message. My master, now your master, instructs you to keep your new empire alive and well, and to rebuild it to glory. Not only must you rebuild its economy, but also its military. There is still one more war to be fought. Gather as many as you need, you will need many to conquer our enemy.” With that, he was gone, she was unbinded, and she saw armor rapped in robes on her throne. They looked familiar to her.
To Corran (and everyone else): Well, seeing that it's my first time doing this kind of thing, I really can't help it. I kind of intended the first chapter to be like that, and I still feel like i need to expand on that. I think I will eventually. I just feel like I need to rush through so I can actually get to the setting and what it's supposed to be about. Chapter 3 should be about some of the history and to actually reveal the setting. I'll try harder. Thanks for the help.