10 Ch.10 - You Failed

[33 BBY] - Tatooine - Mos Espa - SkyBond Shop

"Mom, we're back!" Anakin Skywalker called out as he entered his family's shop after a trip with his father, sporting a traditional Wookiee braid and dark brown ritual markings on the left side of his face, also happily holding a small bowcaster he'd made with friends.

It was a regular thing for them as Kieren took the boy around the Galaxy to learn more about it first hand and for hands-on training. This time, they had left for Kashyyyk so that Ani could have some fun with their tech expertise, get some rather extreme lessons on survival and hunting, then participate in the almost predictable beating down of Trandoshans who try to hunt, skin or enslave Wookiees.

By the time they had left, Anakin had become a 'man' by their cultural standards for surviving the planet's surface, which had become much better than in past centuries after Sanctuarate Temple Members and Kieran himself had helped modify the Ancient Rakatan terraformer used to originally make Kashyyyk an agricultural world, but had never been stopped. The fact that their technology was powered by the Dark Side of the Force, but also stimulated life was why the planet's life forms had evolved to be so dangerous and why even damn Terentateks could be encountered in the 'Shadowlands'/surface.

And since he was Anakin, he had also passed the trials for one to be a Shaman by becoming one with the Origin Tree, one of the largest trees in the Galaxy. This being a very important matter as he touched deeply upon the Living Force that day, gaining an understanding of a lot of what his father taught him and many truths about life in the Galaxy at large.

It had led to a long talk between father and son, with Kieran helping the young boy find comfort in the fact that while he was indeed special, he was also part of such a vast network of life so interconnected that one really couldn't see where it began or ended. To understand that every aspect of life was the Living Force, and that when something's time had come, their energy was released and became part of the Cosmic Force which guided life as best it could to thrive, cultivating the Living Force in order to form a beneficial cycle.

Both aspects were important and offered much, it was also a day to remind Anakin that being 'himself' was probably the most important thing he could be.

Kieran took him on this trip mostly because he knew it was almost time for Fate to reach its crescendo, where Anakin would be the Shatterpoint in deciding if the shadows would spread across much of the Galaxy. He believed that Anakin needed to experience such an understanding in order to help him create his identity as he matured.

If he could make friends with many races and learn from them in the process, then Kieran would count that as a win-win.

"Welcome back Ani." Shmi warmly responded as she looked over her son with a raised eyebrow towards his father.

It really wasn't the oddest state he had brought back the child. That was when they had went to Felucia and returned with him in full tribal gear, wielding a bone knife given by the Jungle Felucians, with a different kind of ritual paint on his body and a floral headdress.

He had loved learning about how to 'speak' to nature and making medicine, plus it was where he learnt to hunt and experienced killing something for the first time.

"Did you have fun meeting the Wookiees?" She then asked after receiving prideful look from the man.

"It was great! They were really smart and strong! You should have seen them when they were totally beating up the Trandoshans! One of them basically used one of the overgrown lizards to knock out another one!" Anakin instantly began to regale his mother with their trip as she fondly listened to him.

It was something Shmi valued a lot, her son experiencing the wonders of the Galaxy and learning more about it. Having the opportunity to become so much more than she could have hoped before he was born and being so happy.

She might not join in on every trip, especially the more 'primal' ones like those on Felucia, Kashyyyk, or to those worlds with a different danger like Raxus Prime and Nar Shadaa, and It did take a lot of convincing on Kieran's part sometimes to obtain her approval for the destination of the trips, but she trusted him and in his ability to return them both home safely.

Plus, sometimes they got to enjoy nice vacations to places like Naboo, Onderon and even visiting Coruscant.

Kieran found it amusing that he was there with Anakin, the two most powerful Force Users to likely ever be in the Galaxy, if one doesn't include the Celestials who are shrouded in mystery, and neither the Jedi or identified Sith knew about it.

"That's wonderful Ani, but what is that in your hands this time?" Shmi playfully asked, knowing he sometimes came back with 'unique' souvenirs.

Like the remains of an old assassin droid or their pet Vulptex.

"It's my Light-bowcaster!" He proudly displayed the artfully designed weapon made of wood and steel. "Dad helped me make it after I passed my hunter trials since the normal ones are almost as big as me.

It's strong enough to take down an Anakkona, which is a huuuge snake that even preys on Wookiees sometimes!"

"That's very impressive Ani, but I'm sure you know the rules when it comes to blasters in the house." Shmi intently looked at her son, who deflated a bit.

"No playing with them in the house." He grumbled a bit.

"Good boy." She approved with a quick kiss on his forehead. "Now why don't you go put your souvenirs away and get washed up before lunch? Then we can work on your droid."

"The parts came in?" Anakin asked excitedly.

"Uh huh. Yesterday." She grinned to match his energy.

"Yippee!" The boy cheered before hurrying away under the fond gaze of his parents.

"A blaster?" Shmi then turned her eye to judge Kieran.

"He's proven himself responsible and level headed." He nodded with a calm smile. "And the Lightbow his caster is based off of shares many similarities when comparing its ritualistic creation to those of Jedi Lighsabers, only from another Force following group."

"Fine. As long as he keeps behaving responsibly, he can keep it." Shmi relented rather easily as Kieran was a responsible father and impeccable judge of character. "Just make sure you teach him how to properly use and maintain it. Also, he needs to know he can't just point it at people."

"Don't worry Shmi, he already had plenty of training when we were with the Wookiees. His new friends were very excited about teaching him." He reassured as he took out a holo-recorder to show the scene of Anakin practicing his shooting with a group of pre-adolescent Wookiees excitedly cheering him on, the kids all having excited smiles on their faces once he began really hitting the targets.

"It scenes like those that convince me about letting you two fly off." Shmi warmly smiled with motherly love, happy to know that the recording would go into her 'album' filled with pictures and videos of her son growing up.

Every time she looked at them, and back at what they've done as a family, she couldn't help but think herself blessed after long years of struggling.

A wonderful child, caring and supportive lover, successful business, warm and safe home for it all. Far too many in the Galaxy could only dream of such a thing, but Shmi had it and wouldn't trade it for anything in its vast expanses.

"He's growing up fast, and into a good boy." Kieran hugged her supportively, hearing a light sniffle while he did so.

"He is…and some days I just can't bear the thought of letting him go." She murmured into his chest.

"Who says we have to do so completely?" Kieran suggested slyly, earning a hopeful look from the woman. "The Jedi might try to force others not to have attachements, but they have no way of stopping me from seeing my son if I desired."

The words were incredibly domineering, but they reassured Shmi immensely, earning her lover a deep kiss as a reward.

"You might just get more later for those words." She playfully hinted with hunger in her warm brown eyes. "But first you'll need to clean yourself too. I don't want pieces of forest in the kitchen."

Looking down, Kieran could see that his hands weren't the cleanest due to having returned from their trip after a very intense farewell from the Wookiees, who sometimes didn't have the best hygiene, so he dutifully followed the lady of the house's order to clean up.

Meanwhile, Anakin who was unpacking from another trip, was excitedly talking to a droid.

This droid was Anakin's personal unit, his base gifted to him by his father like any other Sanctuarate youth deserved when his immense affinity towards machines was discovered. Anakin was born with an instinctive understanding of Mechu-Deru, the Force ability to 'know' machines and their systems, possibly becoming able to embue the Force into them or meld them with flesh to create the Sith Technobeasts.

Obviously, the Sanctuarate had deeply studied and bettered this ability by not simply labeling it purely 'Dark' because some Sith went way too far with. They instead looked for the good they could do, which allowed for their incredibly advanced technology and how it could be used to heal wounds or help the crippled by fusing their bio-tech into them, giving people limbs back or improving them if requested.

To really move away from the Dark Side, they had simply needed to aim for different results leaning towards the attributes of the 'Light' or at least 'Balanced', using their own alchemical skills and knowledge to further their understanding.

This was the path Kieran guided Anakin down and how the boy created PROXY, his personal guard, training partner, espionage and protocol droid.

Even to Kieran, PROXY was an impressive droid. It was even possible that it had the potential to reach his Arte's level once Anakin's overall abilities and resource access grew further, and that droid could kill the Jedi Order on his own.

What made PROXY so dangerous was his combat, stealth and analytical abilities. He could analyze a person and information, such as languages hence the protocol functions, and internalize it all to mimic or pick apart their weaknesses. His internal holographic projection could make him look like anyone, with a voice module that could mimic organic voices as well and a special set of modules to simulate proper biological readings on top of it. PROXY's combat systems were mostly Sanctuarate based, which were centuries ahead of Republic systems, but Anakin mostly thought those were just the basics since he started off with Sanctuarate level programming, meaning that with the body to support it PROXY could match Jedi blow for blow with relative ease, even having in-built repulsors, tractor beams and miniaturized ARC casters to mimic force abilities.

Those last bits were the ingenious parts as Kieran hadn't seen anyone use the technology like this before, making him rather proud of his son for creating such a droid.

PROXY usually served as Anakin's training partner/coach when his father was busy or as his or Shmi's guard alongside Arte, who the droid views as a mentor figure interestingly enough, when they're out and about or when the father and son go for their trips.

"I'm telling you Prox, after this trip to Kashyyyk, I'm sure I can give you some stellar upgrades!" Anakin excitedly grinned.

"I am looking forward to it, young master." PROXY politely responded as he helped put away his creator's things and took out fresh clothing more suitable to their current planet's arid conditions. "We will also have to include some adjustments in your standard training and combat appareils if you wish to include your 'Light-Bowcaster' into your preferred loadout."

"Maybe later, after I figured out how to modify it or make it foldable, or smaller. Right now it would be a bit too bulky to really use it like I usually would." The boy shrugged, since even if he really liked the weapon and it held sentimental value, he still wouldn't hamstring his whole fighting styles to use it all the time. "I think it could be really good for long range or tougher targets with some tweaks though."

"Then we shall look into it for your sniping lessons." PROXY easily agreed with his young master, nodding approvingly. "Now please hurry or I am certain the mistress will come to clean you personally."

With a blush of embarrassment at the thought, Anakin hurriedly stripped and ran for the washroom to avoid that humiliation.

He knew his parents sometimes shared a bath, but Anakin couldn't understand why his father was happy about it instead of embarrassed.

- Mandalore - Sundari - Palace of Thought, formerly Kryze Ducal Palace -

"Chancellor, while I have no doubt my people would be capable of crushing the Yinchorri, I see no reason to risk their lives when it is evident the Republic couldn't be bothered to protect itself from the Rancor they invited into their home." Duchesse Satine Kryze regally told Supreme Chancellor Finis Valorum, the beautiful blonde dressed in elegant dark blue robes as she sat on an artful throne while accompanied by her advisors who were clearly not enthused by the older white human male's request.

While the military advisor knew the warriors would relish in fighting the Yinchorri, doing so for the Republic when it hadn't even given it a proper go and to save Jedi lives after they jumped into a the system of a species intent on war without any sort of preparations, intel or even armed ships was simply not something they would desire.

Honestly, what did the Republic expect?

If they had bothered to study them even a bit, they would have realized that the Yinchorri had built their society on 'Might makes Right'. In fact, some were actually proposing to recruit a group into the Mandalorian Battle Clans like they had for Clans Kkorrwrot of Kashyyyk, White Spider of Honoghr and Sando of Naboo.

But no, like always the Jedi simply jump into a conflict believing The Force will simply work everything out for them, not even thinking that gathering forces and information, then making proper plans could save more lives.

"Duchess Kryze, your forces are the only ones close enough and with sufficient strength to properly counter this Uprising. To save the lives of the Jedi, some of whom have helped you in the past, and to avert larger scale conflict, I implore your aid" Valorum said as he all but begged.

His position in the Senate was already shaky, especially after the Trade Federation received another permit to enlarge their 'security forces' due to the Nebula Front succeeding in killing the majority of their governing body during negotiations he had pushed forward. The Eriadu Conference had been a disaster, even with the boost in popularity the attempt on his life had given him.

The only reason he was even trying to bring the Mandalorians into the mess with the Yinchorri was because they were his best option due to their recent neutrality, the mercenary culture which still persisted amongst them and the fact that he counted on the two Jedi who helped safeguard her during the Clan Wars being part of the Jedi Strike-force.

This is on top of all the other issues cropping up as of late and the intense pushback with plans to cease the Free Trade zones in the Outer Rim.

"And as much as I wish I could return the favor, my people matter far more and matters of the military are not mine to dictate." She remained strong, even if her heart lurched when she heard that her Ben was in the thick of things again. "What I can do is push this request forward to our Mand'alor if the conditions were suitable, instead of what you're currently requesting as charity from us."

Knowing what kind of political game this had now turned into, the Chancellor immediately shifted into a man seemingly ready to enter the battlefield.

"And what conditions would sway your military?" Valorum evenly inquired.

"Legal secession followed by some renegotiations and then formation of an Ambassadorship between Mandalorian Space and the Republic." Satine laid out what she desired as she imposingly crossed her legs as she sat on her throne, taking the air of a huntress on the prowl.

Something which really wasn't too far off considering she had changed a lot in the near decade since the Clan Wars.

Gone was the Extreme Pacifist, now she was trained and secretly armed at all times, with a strong belief in the protection of peace and prosperity necessitating personal strength, long term industries and the right allies. And with her own sister becoming a rising star amongst the Warrior Clans and her 'nephew' being trained by a former Jedi Knight turned Mandalorian Crusader, Satine couldn't remain a potential weakness for their enemies to strike at. As a result, Satine had been training when she could, which she could easily admit that it made her gain an even better figure than before the Clan Wars and resulted in her being decently skilled.

She sometime even dreamed of what her Ben's reaction would be to her in those rather nice pieces she built up with cat-like grins of excitement.

"You can't be serious?" The stunned Chancellor blurted out in disbelief.

The Mandalorians Seceding after they've unified themselves would send an enormous number of red flags to pretty much everyone. No one wanted to allow them to grow freely or risk wars down the line like in the past.

"It isn't like we were brought into the Republic in the cleanest of ways." The Duchess waved away his concerns. "And this way I can satisfy my people over Republic and Jedi interference in our affairs, receive our payment to help you quell a war and likely begin a new relationship between our people so we can support local Defense Forces for certain payments, and all it costs is for us to have the same freedoms as places like the Corporate Sector and Hutt Space.

But don't worry, we are quite open to trade and diplomatic relationships. We simply don't believe it is in our best interest to be tied to the Republic."

"The Senate will never approve of this!" Valorum desperately replied.

"Too bad for them." Satine coldly doused metaphorical water on his head. "The Senate is a 'voluntary' gathering which is supposed to exists to help move the Galaxy forward in a cohesive and beneficial manner, but Mandalorians have never received such whilst being shackled to it like a defanged Nexu.

All worlds in our space and sectors have agreed on our secession, which only leaves the Senate's side. Will you let us go with or without a fight? Following the rights which the Republic was founded on or spit on them again?"

Those words hit the man hard.

The Valorum family was a politically dynasty with over a thousand years of service to the Republic, ever since Tarsus Valorum enacted the Ruusan Reformations and essentially crafted what the Republic had become, ushering in its Golden Age. But he wasn't like his ancestor and certainly didn't have his support, so Finis was stuck between a rock and a hard place due to it.

He could do nothing, letting the Jedi solve the issue and appear weak and useless in the process, or agree to Satine's price to solve the current crisis at the cost of a potential risk freeing itself from the Republic but with diplomatic ties actually healing.

And apparently the Galaxy decided for him since News just reached him that the Yinchorri actually attempting to attack the Jedi Temple.

"Fine." The Chancellor heavily sighed, as if defeated. "I will support your secession should you resolve this uprising."

"Did you hear that Mand'alor?" Satine satisfyingly smirked with a victorious light in her eyes.

"Indeed." Maar Kun's voice answered, shocking Valorum. "Sign the contract and our forces will move out.

We'll even go out of our way to save those idiots from the Jedi who jumped into a war zone without any intel as a bonus."

"Very well." The weary Chancellor responded at having been clearly played.

He might not last long in office after this move, but at least he would go out doing something about a serious problem.

- Fallwe Sector - Yinchorr System

"Alright, we have multiple planets to subjugate and three parties of Jedi to wipe the ass of during this campaign." Maar Kun announced to his very excited subordinates across the revamped Mandalorian Fleet as they tore through Yinchorri defenses.

While the Yinchorri were dangerous opponents at close range due to their tough reptilian hides, high pain thresholds, superior strength and senses compared to humans and other biological advantages similar to the Trandoshans and Noghri like fangs and claws.

What made them more special was that they were all immune to any sort of Mind-Affecting uses of The Force due to an adaption in their Midi-chlorians.

Now this would have been bad enough for the Jedi who were sent to infiltrate their worlds in an attempt to take down their Central Command Center and leadership, but they also wielded Cortosis shields or equipment, meaning Lightsabers would short circuit for minutes at a time during battle if they struck the things.

Sanctuarate intelligence could find the fingerprints of the Sith all over this set up, but not the reason why beyond possibly reducing the number of Jedi and shaking the current administration.

But, even with all this, the Yinchorri weren't really an advanced race and weren't gifted in warfare beyond their personal strength due to their primal mentality in conflict. They didn't have the infrastructure to support open conflict or even a decent navy to properly attempt it either.

They had only joined the Republic less than 30 years ago, thus it wasn't feasible for them to do so in the first place.

Although, after past investigations Root agents had discovered that the suspected 'Dark Lord of the Sith', Hego Demask, was responsible for them being allowed to join after a few centuries of the Republic not deeming them 'ready' by using his lobbying group.

Very suspicious, even before one pairs 'immunity to mind tricks' and 'cortosis equipment' with a violent warrior race when cortosis is supposed to be extremely rare and highly regulated.

And since they had the proper intel BEFORE jumping into hostile space, the Mandalorian fleet had made the proper preparations and was coming in guns blazing.

The best way to arrive anywhere.

"Aurra, you'll be in charge of saving the Jedi on Yinchorr and taking in or killing the Devaronian nerf-herder who instigated this little Uprising." Maar ordered his now fully grown apprentice and Crusader Commander who grinned viciously at the thought of showing up the pricks who abandoned her.

The Devaronian in question was a Vilmarh Grahrk, who alongside some of his family managed to convince the Council of Elders leading the Yinchorri that they should rise up and that the Jedi were their enemies, all according to the plan of his Sith Masters.

"Meanwhile, I want Clan Wren to lockdown the planet and pacify any opposing forces with Clans Eldar and Awaud doing the same to their other colonized worlds with Vornskr force supporting as I lead the battle against their true staging and commanding grounds at this 'hidden moon' they call Uhanayih." Maar Kun continued as he divided the tasks cleanly for the clans to fulfill their own ways.

United they might be, but it will still take some time to fully integrate everyone into a whole. Conflict like this will help, and for now Maar Kun knew better than to try and have important clan members taking orders from those outside of it, except for him as Mand'alor.

As for how they knew about this 'hidden moon', well that's what happens when one has proper scans of a system and the enemy gathers its fleet en mass. It also helps when the enemy has only recently uplifted, impacting their understanding of the nuances in advanced warfare.

"What about me, master?" Komari Vosa, Maar Kun's second Force 'suggested' apprentice and another former member of the Jedi Order he'd saved from a dark path.

A beautiful and dangerous young woman with sharp and angular features, now steely grey eyes and silver-white hair cut short, and wearing a lighter version of Mandalorian armor in Vornskr Black and light grey accents.

She had almost fallen to the Dark Side after being barred from becoming a Knight due to her more aggressive nature and for having become infatuated with her former Master, the current Count of Sereno and latest member of the now Lost Twenty: Dooku. An interesting twist of fate that Maar Kun became her master after having technically met the two on Galidraan all those years ago.

After being rejected by both the object of her affection and the Jedi Council, she tried to prove herself by joining a Jedi Taskforce formed to deal with the threat of the Bando Gora, only for it to be devastated with all dying or ending up captured. Komari had been the latter, but had also been saved and healed under the care of Clan Vornskr after Maar Kun had felt something reaching out through The Force in a similar manner to when he found Aurra.

And since his apprentice had become a full fledged Crusader, he gave it a shot by becoming personally involved in Komari's recovery from her experience under the not-so-tender mercies of the Bando Gora nearly ending in her fall to the Dark Side, with her previously blonde hair having turned silvery-white and eyes settling on steel grey as a result. Because of this, the two got to know one another and he offered to complete her training as one of his own people, which appealed to Komari exactly due to them not vilifying her for her nature and instead helping her hone it.

"You, my dear student, will be leading a strike team against a number of High Value Individuals for capture or death." He answered, throwing her a data chit. "Either the Republic gets their criminals for trials and the Jedi don't start anything, or we permanently end them. It will be up to you."

"I won't fail." She stated with a salute.

"I know." Maar Kun smirked confidently at his apprentice, making her feel somewhat giddy and even more determined. "As for the rest of you…Remind the Galaxy what true warriors are."

- Yinchorr -

Fierce fighting was happening near the Yinchorri staging grounds as a group of multiple Jedi Masters including the likes of Mace Windu, Saesee Tin, Eeth Koth, Plo Kun, Adi Gallia, Micah Giiett and Qui-Gon Jinn, and most of their current padawans pushed to reach their Ships.

Unfortunately for them, they were met with ever increasing resistance by the Yinchorri from all direction, with many using their unique 'flutter-packs' to gain air superiority, and their sheer numbers combined with the immense annoyance the ones wielding Cortosis shields brought to the fight hampering them all greatly.

Already a few Padawans and their masters had fallen during this operation, and it seemed inevitable for more to join them, even as they grew ever closer to their escape.

That is, until explosions and suppressing fire began raining down from the sky, completely catching everyone by surprise and the swarming Yinchorri suffered a direct blow as some recognized the MAATs passing by with open blast doors to let Mandalorians jump out and start blasting away with abandon.

It was so completely unexpected that even most of the masters froze.

"Master…are those…?" One Obi-Wan Kenobi couldn't help but gawk.

"It would appear so, my young Padawan." His master answered as a good deal of tension was released from his body at the sight of the flying Mandalorians raining death on those who were very enthusiastic in trying to kill them moments prior.

He might not advocate for war, but he couldn't help being relieved when saved from one by experts in it.

"Clear out of the operation zone Jedi!" A woman's voice shouted, shaking them out of their stupor as they looked up to find an armored Mandalorian riding what appeared to be a flying droid beast as it shot missiles and powerful beams of energy, killing swaths of Yinchorri and taking down tanks with ease.

"That can't be…" Qui-Gon whispered in both awe and horror.

"What is it master?" Obi-Wan nervously asked his mentor.

"A Basilisk War Droid." Mace Windu grimly answered the question with incredible seriousness.

"The council will need to know the Mandalorians either repaired some or managed to recreate them later, for now we need to evacuate and inform the Republic about what we've uncovered and about their presence here!" Micah Giiett, one of the three High Council members on this mission urged as he guided everyone to their ships.

"Hahaha! The Republic is who hired us!" The woman riding the Basilisk shouted, having heard them yelling over the noise, stunning the group again. "Like I said, get out of our Battlefield.

You all failed.

We've got this."

Aurra was taking almost perverse levels of pleasure from telling the people who abandoned her to her so called 'fate' to fuck off.

The only thing which would make it better would be if her bitch of a former master was here.

But for now she would enjoy being the first to reveal the return of the dreaded Basilisk War Droids to this side of the Galaxy. Others might be using them, but this is the only battlefield with anyone who'll report it to the Republic and Jedi, so Aurra was feeling pretty great about that as she guided her droid through its path of destruction alongside those under her command.

She might not be using her lightsaber, but she'd like to see those reptiles stop her baby with their stupid shields.

And just like that, the somber Jedi reached their ships and were escorted by Mandalorians ones, witnessing a full scale assault on the Yinchorr System as they flew away to report matters to the Jedi Council feeling as if the sacrifices of their brethren had been for naught this day.

Because like Aurra had claimed: they had failed.

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STAR WARS INFO CORNER:

•Kashyyyk: Most know about the planet of Wookiees and how it's basically the Californian Redwood Forest kicked up to 50, but did you know that this happened because of the Rakata (Check ch.3 Info Corner for them)?

While their ancient terraforming tech did create its enormous forests, it was also responsible for just how dangerous the animals evolved to be and played a significant role in Wookiee development because of this.

•Terentatek: Rancor-like beast, albeit smaller, covered in great spikes and spines, a strong hide, with large tusks, sharp fangs and claws, poisonous and basically only hunts beings who are Force Sensitive.

•Jungle Felucians: Unlike the wimpy walking sperms in the Clone Wars, I much prefer the Innately Force Sensitive amphibious people in the Force Unleashed.

They had a planetary tribe where all members were connected to their planet through the living force, they rode Rancors like the Witches of Dathomir, threw Dark Siders in the absolutely enormous Sarlacc on Felucia and could make bone blades capable of resisting lightsabers.

•Trandoshan: The ancestral enemies of Wookiees. A species whose entire culture and religion revolves around hunting the most dangerous 'prey' they can.

Cunts of the highest order who literally skin Wookiees for their pelts and capture children to hunt them in private preserves.

At least because they share the same sector as Wookiees, they're almost always 'represented' by one in the Senate. Sort of why they side with the Empire and Confederacy though.

•Raxus Prime: Literally called the Garbage Pit of the Galaxy, it is one huge manufacturing/recycling plant and dumping ground.

•Nar Shadaa: Basically Hutt Space's Coruscant, but made completely for Hutt Crime Lords instead of politicians.

So at least one of them is more honest.

It is the adopted homeworld of the slugs after there's was destroyed, and they basically enslaved the indigenous species into building them their new 'Jewel', working them into Genocide for it.

•Vulptex: Thems be the fox creatures with Crystal fur from Episode VIII.

•Lightbow: If you've seen Rogue One, then it's the blind guy's long range weapon.

It's actually a handcrafted mark of accomplishment for the Guardians of the Whylls on Jedha.

•PROXY: Now this is completely taken from the Force Unleashed cause he's much cooler in general, also made by Anakin and this way I don't need to have C-3P0 exist in more than just a possible cover for PROXY.

The droid was capable of mimicking Jedi and Sith in Combat to a high enough degree that he could push Starkiller/Gallen Marek, one of the most op beings in Star Wars, so enough said.

•Kkorrwrot: These things are basically deadlier, smarter and better at hunting Acklays.

•Knobby White Spider: Big ass spider like beings, the Ice Variety was actually shown in the Mandalorian.

The non-Ice version is actually a really weird kind of sentient tree offshoot which acts like a huge spider until it finds the spot it wants to take root in to grow.

Obviously, it's from Dagobah.

•Nebula Front: They were pretty much a mostly peaceful protest group which was against the Giant Corporations like the Trade Federation essentially running monopolies and buying off their governments in the Outer Rim.

Although around 33 BBY they finally tasted some victories after getting more extreme, culminating in their attempted assassination of Finis Valorum at the Eriadu Conference, ending in the death of most members of the Trade Federation Giverning body, paving the way for Nute Gunray and the Nemoidians to take power and effectively worsen their problems tremendously because of it.

•Corporate Sector: If Hutt Space is where the criminals, mainly Hutt cartels, have all the power, the Corporate Sector is where Corporations get to play. A full on Capitalist Dystopia on a Sectorial Scale.

•Devaronian: Basically every Devil stereotype made into an alien, in the looks department anyway. They're also a lot tougher than humans, have super kidneys which make them highly resistant to poison, have silver-based blood and can get boosts from snorting sulfur.

•Noghri: Not sure if I've mentioned them before, but doesn't really matter.

These guys are basically the fusion of Wookiees and Trandoshans, being reptilian and perfect assassins while having a strong code of honor.

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AUTHOR NOTES:

I know I'm jumping over the fighting bits, but I have to do I can get to the stuff most people really know about Star Wars, even if it results in more focus on the political stuff and behind the scenes info most wouldn't really have to explain how things got to the movies and shows in the first place and how the Sanctuarate is affecting things.

For this time, we have the Yinchorri Uprising which was an actual things instigated by Palpatine when the Sith were looking into what their perfect army for killing the Jedi could be. They did this many times, with the Kol Huro Unrest being their testing ground for the usefulness of a droid army and the Uprising being a test to see if the Yinchorri would be suitable for cloning.

The Yinchorri were fortunately deemed too aggressive and expansionist, on top of their immunity to mind tricks and Cortosis weapons, they were also classified as threats by Sidious after the Uprising and why he made sure they wouldn't be.

Micah Giiett, a well respected sword master and Coucil member was supposed to have died on Yinchorr in a pretty badass way, but he is now alive to continue teaching his pretty cool student: Bultar Swan, also denying Ki-Adi Mundi a seat on the Jedi Council.

But the effects of the Mandalorians showing them up and seceding will happen too.

Beyond that, I quite enjoyed popping in stuff from the Force Unleashed.

If people here are actually fans of C-3P0, well that's unfortunate cause PROXY be sooo much better in every way.

Plus, I do hope you guys liked the hints at what kind of upbringing Anakin was having compared to his original, while also enjoying being a kid.

I think it's a good balance.

Next Chapter we can finally start Episode I stuff though, so that's cool.

Hope you enjoy.