[< Lieutenant, push your platoon down here. Burn the whole damn forest if you have too, bring that armour in >]
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The bridge aboard the Imperial Super Destroyer was filled with com chatter, officers aboard moved and monitored. Reporting what they needed too and listening at all times.
" Sir, we've detected a massive surge of droid forces approaching section E-0011. Current estimates place them at 600 and climbing "
An officer aboard the bridge reported as he recieved his own report from the scanners. The Admiral look at him and frowned, not because of the reply but because of his situation.
Usually he would have pulled back and simply bombarded the entire forest to dust but due to the damned stormtrooper wanting to pull back, he had to save face or risk bringing shame to himself and his crew.
The empire never retreats from its enemies and neither will the soldiers that act as its extended will.
With a clenched fist, he spoke out.
" Pull the 1st and 2nd company, redirect them towards that location. " He ordered and quickly, an officer moved to issue it towards the storm troopers.
" Have we identified their main base yet? " He asked as he looked outwards of his bridge, from up here, everything seemed so small....and insignificant.
" We only have rough estimates Sir, scanners are having trouble making out things and the probe droids have had little success " someone replied to him.
" Rough estimates? What is this...a venator? You are Imperial officers trained from the best academies in the entire galaxy. Give me those damn accurate coordinates or I'll reassign you all to picket ships!!! " He screamed in anger.
There was a brief silence amongst the crew as some looked displeased at his words but many knew that they couldn't do anything much.
Serving aboard a Super Destroyer was an honor and good paying job. Plus it was something that few could do especially in the direct bridge itself.
Many here couldn't afford to lose this position.
***
The area was dark, brooding almost like a disgruntled animal that was over eager to exact its rage on some prey.
As if to complement it, the area was barely lit with lights of any kind. Sound was limited save for the few communications made between systems and the audible clicking and beeping they emitted.
Then a screen lit up, green light illuminating its surface as words began to formulate with little outside input.
[CODE RECIEVED]
[Transmitting.....Transmitting.....Error]
[Primary reciever unavailable]
[Status: Unknown ]
[Location: Unknown ]
[LOG]
[Accessing....searching....loading....transmitting]
[Secondary reciever acknowledged]
[Transmitting....transmi..tt...error]
[Aborting]
[Error....accessing logs.....error...rewiring connection....SUCCESS]
[Secondary receiver acknowledged...scanning]
[Status: Damaged]
[Memory core damaged....battery core damaged.....critical systems....damaged]
[Accessing Logs....accessing]
[New secondary reciever acknowledged]
[Isolating new commands....Transmitting]
[Connection Identified.....Connected]
[Transmitting.....Transmitting...SUCCESS]
[Establishing new parameters....command code recognised....code recieved]
[Protocol 243D Initiated]
[Emergency awakening initiated]
[Error....Analyzing....Recognised....no power]
[Rerouting....success]
[Protocol 243D Initiated]
[Emergency awakening initiated]
[Error....Analyzing....Recognised...compromised connection....damaged connection....overload]
[Rerouting....rerouting....rerouting....Sector 1e offline...Success]
[Initiating protocol awakening...error...]
[....]
[Analyzing....recognised....missing units...24G...26 - 35G.....55G....45G....multiple units unaccounted for...error..errorerrorerrorerrorerrorerror....rerouting....awaiting commands.]
[Initating Protocol 234D...]
[...]
[Ignoring primary directives....error....ignoring primar....erro...Authority Recognised]
[Secondary authority confirmed....Protocol 234D....initiated]
[Awakening new primary command authority....]
[Status: Unknown]
[Awakening Success]
[Downloading current status...downloading current initiative....primary directives recieved.....deploying garrisons]
[Authority: ST-109]
[Recognised]
[Current primary directives....secure current planet]
[Awakening the 76th corp army]
[Deploying]
[Division 1]
[Regiment 1: Acknowledged
Status: Recognized
Awakening....Success
Deploying....In process]
[Regiment 2: Acknowledged
Status: Recognised
Awakening....Success
Deploying....In process]
[Regiment 3: Acknowledged
Status: Recognised
Awakening....Success
Deploying....In process]
[Regiment 4: Acknowledged
Status: Recognised
Awakening....Success
Deploying....In process]
[Regiment 5: Acknowledged
Status: Recognised
Awakening....Success
Deploying....In process]
[Current acknowledged droids...12,890.....12,990...13,000....13,500]
[Divisions awaiting reawakening....4...error....3]
[Division 3
Status:Unknown]
[Awakening Armada....error
Status:Unknown.....error
Success]
[Current Acknowledged droid ships....0....0....0]
[Status:Unknown]
[Recieving directives....Success]
[Awakening BX Commandos]
[Success]
[Objectives recognized. Primary Objective....Status of armada. Secondary Objective...Re-awaken armada]
[Deploying]
[Air supremacy Status confirmed....running diagnostics...transmitting]
[Current contestment absolute....directives recieved...priority identified]
[Accessing logs....searching....hanger 2...4...6 operational]
[Deploying fighters....In Progress]
[ST-109
Status: Online
Command Authority....Absolute]
[Contacting CIS main headquarters]
[Error....Status:Unknown]
[New primary directive recieved]
[Glory to the seperatist allaince, Glory to the CIS army]
***
ST-109 had awoken, its limbs proving to be far more slower than he had expected, most likely due to some issues in him sleeping for so long.
As per his initial orders and subsequent plans, this planet should most likely be under Republic control and now that they have found them, the automated awakening system has been engaged.
Unfortunately, it would seem that far more issues was present than predicted, most especially the presence of their fleet.
Regardless, they had some fighters which would prove suitable enough opponents until he knows what happened to the fleet.
Just then, the doors leading into his shut down room opened, albeit slowly and with some creaking.
'Just why did it get this bad?' ST-109 wondered silently
Behind the door was a squad of BX class droids, armed and ready to execute their orders.
Many more had already been dispatched for missions but this squad was to guard him personally and serve as his extended army and possibly elite reaction force.
" We are awaiting orders commander " the leading BX droid said as his was flanked by two others, all of whom moved together into the room.
Some of the had already taken up guarding positions as they faced their new commander.
" You are to provide appropriate protection and overwatch for my life in case of any surgical strike towards my position or assassinations " ST-109 ordered had he stood from his chair and began running some scenarios in his head.
"....Acknowledged " the lead droid reply after a short silence, its memory processor working to solve out a series of information it had deduced.
The Super Tactical droid quickly noticed this and turned to question the 'error', within its own mind already wondering if this squad was already damaged far more than they seem.
" What seems to be the issue? Do you require detailed diagnostics on your state? " He asked as he turned to the droid.
" Negative Commander, I am simply wondering at to the location and presence of our initial commander " The BX replied.
There was a pause in the room as the Super Tactical droid glanced at the other droids in the room. His memory, still in the process of loading fully up, had just gotten a new order.
Scanning themselves in great speeds, ST-109 had arrived on a series of conclusions.
" I assume this is a personally question seeing your...previous battle records?" He asked as he turned to face the lead droid.
" That is correct, my unit has served the previous commander since the early years of the war. She had led us well " A reply came, an odd one to be sure but one not too surprisingly.
" Your models were known to begin developing specific organic characteristics upon lengthy campaigns with sufficient exposure" ST-109 simply said, rather than answering the now confused droid.
Not knowing what to say, if whether to confirm, deny or keep silent, the BX chose to simply nod.
Its memory and data banks could not provide an answer to that question as it had not known many units who had survived as long as it did especially in its own line of work.
" Worry less soldier, your commander met her end as all soldiers eventually will. Focus on your new objective and make yourself worthy of her command.
Do you recall our last orders? Before the shut down "
The Super Tactical droid said, wanting to encourage and motivate his soldiers before bringing back old memories.
" Affirmative, we were to activate upon finding and strike deep into the republic with our successful feigned retreat "
The BX replied.
" Correct and the time for that has finally come. The seperatist allaince will not fail for this war is ours "
" Understood commander. Long Live the Seperatist Allaince, Long Live the CIS "
" Long Live the Seperatist Allaince "
"Long Live the CIS"
Long Live the Seperatist Allaince "
"Long Live the CIS"
Long Live the Seperatist Allaince "
"Long Live the CIS"
Long Live the Seperatist Allaince "
"Long Live the CIS"
At the droids words, the remaining droids in the room repeated in unison as their war cry re motivated them...as per their programming.
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Notes
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The Droids within the universe set around the main trilogy are unique, in the sense that they are more than simple machines.
Capable of the eventually growth or adoption of humane personality and desires, this is present in even the most basic of systems.
It is a personal opinion and theory that at the center of it all is the force. This is only further proven by the particular ability, originally associated with dark side users, of controlling and interacting with machines using the force.
Basically making it an extension of ones self.
The force in the end is truly sentient and is within all things...all living things...eventually.