The Empire's Return to Yaga Minor

[Demetrius Ziering]

The Imperious, the new flagship of the Empire, dropped out of hyperspace over Yaga Minor. Aboard it was the Minister of State, Demetrius Ziering. Rather than an imperial uniform, he was wearing fine formal wear, with an Imperial cog lapel on each collar. "Captain, signal them that we have arrived." he said, as he made his way off the bridge and then down to the hangar. On the bridge, the communications officer opened a comm channel to Yaga Minor. "This is the IMS Imperious, here on a diplomatic mission and carrying Minister of State Demetrius Ziering. We are here to meet with Arther Bin Harth." said the message down to the surface. Meanwhile, in the hangar, flights of Predator Fighters were launching, and the Minister's Nune Shuttle was ready, which he boarded, and sat down, while his pilots awaited a flight plan down to the planet.

[Thomas Shan Harth]

Art we have received a message from the IMS Imperious they are saying they are on a diplomatic mission to here shall i give the order to arrange a docking bay for them, Um i don't know Ive dealt with imperials before when i was on a cargo mission to smuggle some goods through imperial space they were ok they never found the cargo but i made friends with a commander called James Falco isn't that the guy who helps your brother, kinda he went back to bastion some meeting. So anyways shall i go arrange a hanger for them yes but only one ship i will not make this meeting harmful in anyway i do not want to get my brother hes got enough blood on his hands the last thing he needs is to deal with Imperials.


"This is Arther Bin Harth, Calling IMS Imperious we have arranged a docking bay for you please enter these numbers into your console "1020203TB" to disarm defenses and open underground passages Thank You" Do you think its a trap No can't be no one is stupid enough to attack us with your brother and by the sound of this Moff he sounds nice sounds like we are going to move up are stats.

[Demetrius Ziering]

Upon receiving their docking authorization and security code, the Nune Shuttle Imperial Destiny launched, with a flight of Predator Fighters from Skull Squadron escorting them down to the surface. The Imperial Destiny, regal in crimson and gold markings, with the Imperial cog with a wreath underneath adorning the sides of the main the cabin as well as the top and bottom of all four wings, was now the official transport vehicle of the Imperial head of state under the new reforms that Ziering had instated. When they reached the surface enterance, the fighters broke off, returning to the surface, as the shuttle worked its way through the underground tunnels, and landed in the hangar.

Out of the shuttle, stepped two nine man squads of Stormtroopers, led by finely dress First Lieutenants. These were no ordinary Stormtroopers, as the casual observer could tell quickly. Firstly, the officers were adorned in the modern Imperial uniform, however, their tunics were white with crimson trim and their trousers were white with a crimson stripe down the sides. Their plastileather pieces had gold trim, and they were the now mostly ceremonial gloves as well as cap, which was also white with crimson lining. A modern gold fourragere was also adorned over their right shoulder, and the cog on their chestpiece was gold. They had holsters on each hip, one on the right holding their blaster rifle, and the one on the left being inversed and holding their blaster pistol. The Stormtroopers were in their armor, but could have just as easily been in uniform as well. Their armor was white, but shined to perfection. It also had markings on it, the markings of the 501st Legion from the Clone Wars, however it was crimson and gold. They also, unusual for Stormtroopers, were wearing crimson kamas, with a gold Imperial cog on the center. They wore the same holsters as the officers, only their utility belt carried a substantial more amount of equipment.

These men were the prototype Stormtrooper Elites, and had undergone a hellish training regimine, that included training in every specialization of the Stormtrooper Corps past and present, every specialization of the Imperial Army past and present, and some Mandalorian training as well. They were sharp, and had a lethality in their mere presence. No matter what, they were calm and measured. Almost creepy in a sense...the kind of men you knew that as you held an entirely innocent conversation with them, they were thinking of how many ways they could kill you in that instant. They, were assigned as the praetorian unit for the head of state, and each Moff Council member. They hoped that within the next week, the entire 501st would complete its transition into a Stormtrooper Elite unit.

Behind these twenty Stormtrooper Elites, came six Imperial officers, from Army, Navy, and Government, and four avisors in civilian, albeit regal, clothes, who, while the Stormtroopers lined the path out of the shuttle, stood behind the Stormtroopers. Following them, were four of the newly formed Imperial Knights, one that seemed rather old, and another in slightly different armor from the others. They took position at the head of the Stormtroopers.

Then, finally, the Minister of State and Acting High Moff, stepped out, now with his rank plaque, unique to his office as Minister of State, was also pinned to his right breast. He stepped out, and walked to the front of the procession, with his staff finally coming up and forming up behind him, and he now awaited his hosts to greet him.

[Thomas Shan Harth]

Ah they are here come with me we are going to meet with a High Moff.
Sir we just unlocked the hatch you may go down now ok

(30 min later hanger bay 282)

Ah so you are Demetrius Ziering famous acting high moff you have made a name for yourself the empire hasn't been a orginized leadership ever since Palpitine it was throwen around like a suddanien potato "well i will put it breef we dont need any violence or struggels here we just want to be friends we have arranged a room for you at one of our finiest metal coves with nice granite beaches and lava pools of course you humans like sand, water, crystal beaches not some smooth sharp hot metal so any ways you must be tired from trips come with me and my helpers let them tend to your every need information drinks food and more so we will do bussiness tomorrow i'm exhausted so lets go oh where do you men want to stay we can arrange rooms for 3 stormtrooper/officers since all are rooms hold 3 people or if they realy want the barracks so good night see you soon we hope to have a nice day tomorrow".

[Demetrius Ziering]

Above the planet, the Imperious would go ahead a dock into the Shipyards. The famous Yaga Minor Shipyards hadn't changed much since the days of the Remnant and the Yuuzhan Vong. The main complex was similar to an old Telegorn Shipyard, but much larger. Connected to each "block section" of the main facility were large docks that resembled Type II Orbital Repair Yards. From the connecting pylon between the two middle sections, a structure resembling the Twin Suns Repair Yard was connected, with Drydocks extending from each pylon that extended out from the structure. While these older stations were the easiest way to describe them, they were in fact larger, in proportion to the main facility. It was the main facility that the Imperious docked at, in fact right under the cointrol room at the forward connection pylon. Various ships were docked and moving about, some even in construction, but they were all dwarved by the Imperious. Were it under Imperial control, this place would be bustling with construction activities with their various starships and fighters. Instead, the Empire had fallen so low and disorganized that it allowed its premier shipyards fall into the hands of an independent civilian group.

On the surface, rather below it, the Imperial procession proceeded to take their rooms, occupying twelve in all. They were all in the same hall, with the outer rooms holding the Stormtrooper Elites, and the inner rooms the advisors. One of these inner rooms instead held three of the Imperial Knights, and another held Minister Ziering and the Grand Master of the Imperial Knights, Jaron Park. The two spoke, being the only ones in their room. "Minister Ziering, it seems the Yagai are being very hospitable to us. Although I was unaware of an underground aspect of their civilization." said Park. Demetrius nodded to Jaron, as he poured himself a glass of Corellian Brandy, as well as one for Park. "As was I, what could you tell from Mister Harth?" he asked him, as he took a seat and handed him the glass. Ziering then proceeded to light a cigar. It had a sweet flavor to it, which he prefered. He was a known smoker, either of cigars or of clove cigarettes, both of which he always had imported from Deralia.

"He seems honest, although I can't get a good read on him. He has an overwhelming sense of security, something to do with a brother of some sort, interestingly enough is human. I somehow, picked up relations to a Geonosian and a Kaminoan, too." he replied. Ziering nodded, taking a long drag from the cigar. "Interesting...unless they're test tube adoptions, that would be impossible." he remarked. Park nodded, "Unless it was Force manipulation, but in that case, birthing, let alone carrying the child, would kill anyone not of the same species. Not to mention the only Force user ever known to have that kind of control over the Force was Darth Plagueis, over one hundred and sixty years ago, and his apprentice, Darth Sidious, better known as our first Emperor. However, those matters are still up to debate and in doubt. It is unlikely, that any Force user, without several decades of study and practice, could harness such abilities, and not without the notice of the entire Force user community. If not us, then surely the Jedi would be aware of such a powerful being." he said to him. Despite that personal belief, Park knew that times were chaotic. That was one of the reasons the Empire was reforming...to bring order to chaos.

Silence settled over them for a time. "Another matter that concerns me...the Yagai were known since the formation of the First Galactic Empire to be fanatically loyal to us. This extended beyond the Pellaeon-Gavrisom Treaty, beyond the Yuuzhan Vong War, beyond the Second Galactic Civil War. Why the sudden change in this past year to suddenly go independent?" he asked, although it was partly rhetorical. In his fashion thought, Park provided an answer. "Disorganization, division...the Empire fell apart over the past decade. Let alone the lack of expansion. Until recently, we were using equipment and vessels that were becoming dated a century ago. More than likely, they simply lost faith in the Empire. It is a testament to what we had become." he said. Ziering nodded, taking a sip of the Brandy. "My friend, you are wise and knowledgeable as alway, and like you always do, bring forth sound, reasonable explaination to problems. Hopefully, the day that has been held in prophecy will come soon." he said, refering to a very little known piece of lore.

A Jedi, named Celise Denowai, came to Park, many years ago, while on his homeworld of Deralia, and told him that she foresaw him becoming the next Galactic Emperor; that the Force itself had mandated it. She then proceeded to teach him in the ways of the force, and at the conclusion of the training, bestowed him with three items. A Kaiburr Crystal shard for use in his Lightsaber as a focusing crystal, a larger Kaiburr Crystal shard on a necklace which he wore every day since, and a staff with held an even larger Kaiburr shard at the top of it. The staff was not with him, but rather in storage at his personal residence.

They continued conversation for several hours through the evening, finishing the bottle of brandy, and eventually retiring in await of tomorrow's negotiations.

[Thomas Shan Harth]

(12:30 AM secret underground city of Yogai Minor)

We meet at last Demetrius Ziering i hope you are rested up for today's excitement. As you can see i am very hostile because i am worried my brother will call me to do him a favor or something and i do not want to mess around with his affairs. You see his name is Thomas Shan Harth and he is very busy with some matters on korriban and with my brother Koa, Now i bet your are wondering how we could all be pure blood brothers the thing is my father had a crystal made from the D.N.A. of many different species he infused it with the force and took the liquid from a cortosis crystal and injected the D.N.A. crystal with it, It was hard but when he finished implanting it into him he was able to use the force focus on a type of Species and make mediclorians gather into that species. Now my brother Thomas was not made from mediclorians he was born from his mother but the reason we aren't step brothers is because you see my dad wasn't powerful enough to control mediclorians so my dad and mom combined all there energy to create us. Well enough of that lets get down to business what have you come for like do you want to place an order or form a partnership with us like what do you want like are you here to invest in our business as you can see from the top every thing looks like crap disorganized but when i became the leader of Yogai Minor i built an underground facility to hide us from raiders and if you look at the facilities we are making bigger and better ships then the IMS Imperious in days we have been secretly the biggest supplier of Sienar Fleet Systems(SFS) for a while now if you want to know you see that huge round building over there it contains 12 new models of massive ships bigger then the IMS Imperious all loaded and awaiting transport to Geonosis where they will be enhanced with the newest Geonosis Tech. So you see we have been doing very well and the only thing we need is to let you The Mighty Imperial Remnat to transform are top civilization into its former glory and we may begin all negotiations right now but the thing I'm wondering is what dose the Remnant have to offer us besides security we do have security but when the top gets transformed we will need more but even then you are scattered around the galaxy really how could you help us.

[Demetrius Ziering]

It was certainly an odd hour to meet, with only two hours of rest for Ziering. Despite that, he was still in top form, with several years of practice in dealing with lack of sleep. He sat and listened to Harth's opening remarks and found himself chuckling lightly. 'Not the most cultured or educated being...' he thought to himself. "Mister Harth, please...dispense with the propaganda... if anything, out of respect of a visiting diplomat. You're not dealing with the Galactic Alliance or New Republic or whatever they wish to call themselves, the bipolar bunch of raving morons...rather, you are dealing with the Empire. The REAL Empire." he said, with an inflection on real. They were certainly a far different breed than any he had probably dealt with before.

He took a sip of his own personal pitcher of water, set out by his aides for himself. It was a habit to prevent poison ing attempts by foreign governments. "Now, since you wish to be, as you so... elequently... put it, very hostile... I will be severely blunt with you. You are a very uninformed being, to correct your gross exaggerations and uninformed assumptions. We are not scattered throughout the galaxy. You are in fact surrounded by Imperial Space, sitting three hundred parsecs from our border with the Galactic Alliance. You are the only world within about seven hundred parsec radius from yourself that isn't held by the Empire. Our entire territory is completely continuous." he said, taking another sip, before handing the Yagai a datapad to show him in fact that he sat more or less in the middle of Imperial Space.

He leanded forward and stared down the Yagai. "Now, since you wish to be..." he began to say, giving a light chuckle at the thought of his words, finding them, for lack of a better word, cute, "Very hostile, I will continue to be extremely blunt. The Empire wishes to assume governance of Yaga Minor once more. You will be able to maintain your company here, but we assume complete control of all shipbuilding operations. The Yaga Minor Shipyards will be nationalized once more, and running in an actually efficent fashion. That is your first option, and should you agree to it, everything will work out fine. Your second option, is to refuse...and well, it wouldn't be proper to expand upon that." he said to him. He leaned back, and stared at him for a moment. "Is this clear to you?" he asked him, matter of factly, and despite the aggressive overtones, was entirely polite and proper this entire time.