Scourge of the Empire

Chapter 1
Alderaan: Twenty Five years before The Treaty of Courscant


"MOVE MOVE MOVE!" Everywhere it was chaos. The sound of blaster shots flying in every direction, the explosions of grenades, and the distinctive hum of a lightsaber. Darth Scourge look out over the battlefield through his Sith battle helmet. His men stood behind him in the troop transport waiting for the order. They all had blood red hand prints on their chest plates to show that they were under his command. Blood Squadron they were called by the other legions. Scourge rather liked the name. The wind caught his cloak and tossed it around a little revealing the body armor beneath. "Ready you weapons." He said trough his comlink. He heard the clacking of armor plates and the whine of blasters charging. "Remember your mission. Do not deviate from it. And if you see any Jedi, leave them to me." Scourge unbuckled his Lightsaber and Jumped the last thirty feet to the ground and charged into battle.


"GO GO GO!" the soldiers of Blood Squad hit the ground running and firing into the mass of Republic troops who stood in their way. "Find Cover!" One shouted and the Republic forces realized they were being attacked on two sides now. Quin unhooked a Grenade from his belt, armed it and threw it as hard as he could towards the enemy. There was a deafening crash as one of the Auto turrets was destroyed. "Nice toss Quin," Came the voice of his commanding officer. "Now get your sorry backside up there!"
"Copy that sir." Quin counted to three and made a break for the broken turret. Blaster shots flew towards him some getting closer than others. He ignored them and ran faster. Just then he felt a searing pain in his chest and he hit the ground. He had been hit. He cursed his bad luck and started crawling towards the gun knowing it would probably be the last thing he would do. Then suddenly the blaster fire stopped. Quin struggled to a sitting position and looked at the Republics defenses. The Republic soldiers were all dead and a figure in a Black robe was standing there. A Blood red hand print on his helmet.

Chapter 2
Aftermath

Scourge jumped out of the drop ship lighsaber in hand and started running towards the Republic line. He let his rage take him as he ran into the oncoming fire. He batted the bolts away with contempt at the soldiers fighting for their stupid Republic. It shall fall, I have foreseen it he thought as he reached the enemy lines and the carnage began. He heard his troopers over his comlink. "Find Cover...Nice toss....Get up there!" He swung his lightsaber and struck down another soldier. He relished his screams as he fell to the ground cut in half. Scourge felt himself turn and decapitate a soldier who had rushed him from behind. He heard the screams of his fellow soldiers and it gave him more power. He drew it from their fear of death, their fear of him. He drew it all in and then suddenly released it. Sith lightning shot from his hand in every direction charring everything in his path. There was an explosion off to his right. He didn't care every last soldier would die. He lept to finish off another soldier and another moving through them like a whirlwind and then there was no more. Scourge stood there in the middle of the carnage he was wrought upon the Republic defenses in this sector. He looked up to see a wounded Sith trooper looking at him, The trooper gave him a thumbs up sign before the medics got to him. Blood Squads CO ran over to him. "My Lord, What are your orders?" Scourge closed down his lightsaber and hooked it back to his belt. "We move forward, Be ready for more resistance." He turned to look at the spires of the city infront of him Their primary target was so close Scourge could almost smell the fear emanating from it. I will find you Jedi. I will find you