The Galactic Empire vs. The Nobility
Special Round: Vader and Sidious vs. "D"
It had started about one standard galactic month ago. Upon the fringes of Hutt Space, worlds began to secede from the control of the Cartel. No. That's not correct. They did not secede. They were taken. Worlds devastated, entire populations either dead or having simply vanished without a trace. None knew who were responsible. It was believed to be some new rival group. Pirates or criminals seeking to challenge the Hutt Cartels. That thought proved to be wrong. Very, very, Wrong.
At first, the Empire did not take notice. It was a Hutt problem we thought. Though the Emperor was disturbed by this, for reasons he did not explain, even he felt that it was no threat to the Empire. His mind quickly changed when the territory of darkened system had expanded into the Empire's Domain. No longer was it a Hutt concern. It was an enemy force that was challenging the Empire. We speculated this had to be a new group of Rebels that were trying to gain resources and support to war with the Empire. Once more, we were wrong. We were so wrong.
I was just one of many officers aboard an Imperial Star Destroyer. One month after these strange events began, the Empire received its first true glimpse of our enemy. We were patrolling, on the look out for this unknown power that had dared to challenge the Empire. And what we saw moving towards us from the darkness between the stars, both filled my mind with wonder...and my heart with palpable fear. What we saw...were Castles. No, they were ships. Ships whose forms resembled the archaic structure of castles. They were beautiful and terrifying to behold all at once.
Our command centers issued orders across all holofrequencies and other forms of communication to halt and surrender. At the same time, scans were underway, trying to determine the make of these strange ships. Their composition, armaments and defenses. What we received...was nothing. No data. No response. Our ships scanners were being blocked by a method we could not discern. We knew a battle was about to take place. All of us ready at our stations. All fears seemed to melt away as we fell into routine. The ships grew closer, more distinct. Still no response. All our weapons were ready. Every turbolaser ready, every TIE Fighter and Bomber in our hangers, fueled and armed. Their pilots just itching to speed out into the void to destroy our enemies. And then, we noticed something...odd.
One of our crewmen magnified an image of one of the strange Castle Ships. It was a section of windows, the panes transparent. What we saw made us all freeze and our eyes widen with both surprise and awe. What we saw...was dancing. People, men and women in elegant gowns, beautiful dresses that flowed like microsilk threads in a gentle wind. Their skin nigh-translucent, paraffin pale, and beautiful beyond anything we had ever seen. Yet they seemed human, despite the odd paleness of their skin, and the plump, pouty blood red lips of many of the females among them. They looked like humans. Yet also they seemed as if from another world altogether. Separate from us. Something...more. Something...otherworldly.
We were all freed of this mysterious spell all at once, when something so simple yet so amazingly terrifying hit us with the force of an exploding star. Each and everyone of those beings possessing of a supernatural beauty turned. They looked not outside of the window into the depths of space, to the stars radiating lightyears away, or the swirls of rings surrounding the gas giants within the system we were in. No. They were looking at us. Squarely. With eyes that gave off a blood light. And they smiled. And with those smiles...were fangs.
What happened next, I do not know. But if this recording has been received, then it means that I am dead. That we are all dead. The Patrolling Fleet has been wiped out. There are no survivors. This is the only warning I could manage to send before the end. Too the Moffs. To Lord Vader. To the Emperor. Please. Do not underestimate them. They are powerful. They possess technology and weapons we have not seen before. And they view us as we view lesser alien species. So listen and listen well, listen-listen ---
- Listen and understand. We are the Nobility. We have come from beyond this galaxy that you know. You, mortals, have but one choice before us. Surrender and kneel. Or Die. -