Star Wars - Pirate Fleet Campaign:

Pm sent. Thank you for the vessels and droid bodies.

Aaron, I need your spies again. We need to get anti espionage going in the FWR.

Roger that. You will recieve a contingent. Also, PM sent.

(Please relay to Chris and his GF)

Supreme Chancellor Drake has just uncovered Samuel's last storehouse. Finding many things of incredible value. However, he comes to a very large stasis pod with a Rakata inside it. Curious to see what information he can glean from the being, and then suck its mind dry for knowledge, he gently brushes it's mind, attempting to read surface emotions.

Suddenly, the beings awareness flares and even though Drake's defenses are formidable, the Rakata shatters them utterly. The being easily doubles his ability and then some. Shoved very abruptly and violently into a back seat position as this being of immense power reaches out into the force, looking for one individual. A Celestial, named Samuel, who utterly obliterated the last traces of his race from the galaxy and made him watch the destruction of his last world prior to locking him back into a nightmarish slumber tormented by the utter annihilation of its species.

The being locates him, then reaches out for the most formidable means to destroy him. Finding a crude weapon somewhere in the upper north west quadrant of the galaxy, the being seized control of the minds and bodies of the weapons gunners... Firing Once, Firing twice....

Drake awakes from his lumber, laying at the foot of the stasis chamber. The Rakata inside is alive on a cellular level, however, all indicators point to the being having zero brain activity, essentially brain dead...

**** Cut to Pentastar Alignment ****

Get Kaine on the line immediately! An sector defense Admiral Screams. "Grand Moff, The Galaxy Gun Has fired, the coordinates you will not like! Sending you telemetry and visuals on what happened at the weapons platform now!"

Kaine spares not time, immediately opening a near instantaneous holo call to the FWR "I need to speak with your high command immediately. Someone has taken control of one of our super weapons and has fired upon Kathol. Here is the Footage, mere words cannot explain this... Raise your shields if you have them or god help you!!!"

*** Cut to the footage ***

Dozens of Pentastar forces, gunners, engineers, jerk unnaturally as if they were not in control of their own bodies. All of them bleeding from almost every pore and orifice on their bodies they align, target and fire, and the then repeat before a wave of pure rage and hatred obliterates their bodies throwing bits and entrails over everything.

*** Cut to Kathol ***

General Min Garn responds, pulling His devastator in line with the first projectile. "Shields at MAXIMUM!!! Prepare to roll! All non essential personnel abandon ship immediately!" Hundreds of escape pods punch out violently from the ship, the flight deck launches everything. Seconds count on... A hyperspace projectile comes violently into realspace, easily breaching gravity wells at speeds impossible to slow it. The round slams into the Dominator DETONATING! An explosion that simply defies explanation rolls out. The ship, remains... nearly 3/4 of it utterly atomized.
There is no response from the vessel and even as response teams scramble to search for survivors...

A second Projectile screams past the stricken ship. Only to stop, suddenly in its path. There is no explanation as to how this could have happened. The projectile lingers there, then detonates, yet something bottles the explosion. There is a great wave of light side energy from the Life Well on world. The being inside falls into a coma immediately afterward.

The Sith Empire begins to consolidate power rapidly, amassing its power base by an means necessary. They begin ravaging planets for their resources and launching assaults on shipyards to gain starships for some kind of hidden agenda. The Chaos serves to essentially, and utterly, destabilize the Commonwealth.

"I call to you, minion! Hear me! It is time, now, to extract our revenge upon the galaxy!"

An Alien Construct, begins to stir and then travels from the Deep core to join it's master over Onderon...

(This will take weeks, if not months)