THE GALAXY IS IN TURMOIL.
THE ALREADY SHAKY TREATY OF CORUSCANT IS BEING TESTED AGAINST ITS LIMITS WITH THE DISCOVERY OF AN INFAMOUS REPUBLIC MAXIMUM SECURITY PRISON KNOWN ONLY AS "THE TOMB".
RUMOR HAS IT THAT THE REPUBLIC HAS THE WORST OF THE WORST LOCKED UP INSIDE THIS ANCIENT PRISON, AMONGST SOME RATHER SUSPICIOUS EXPERIMENTS.
IF WORD GETS OUT, THE CRUMBLING CEASE FIRE BETWEEN THE TWO OPPOSING SIDES WOULD THREATEN TO BREAK INTO AN ALL OUT WAR.
BUT WHEN THE UNEXPECTED HAPPENS A TEAM OF UNLIKELY HEROES MUST BAND TOGETHER IN ORDER TO COMBAT A NEW BUT ANCIENT THREAT TO THE GALAXY....CHAPTER ONE
....................................................................The Ancient Prison"Centuries from now, the Galaxy would look back on this and laugh."
A great wall of ice stands proudly around craters of hot jungle, its jagged edges gleaming dangerously in the warm Belsavian sun. You could still hear its infrastructure crackling underneath its own weight from a mile away.
Underneath it all lies the wasted ruins of an infamous Republic prison, an entire network of tunnels caved in. Convicted criminals, Imperial liberators, and Republic soldiers alike remain trapped within this icy prison, with seemingly no way to escape. Most of them dread to know what lies beyond, others are itching to escape with a number of them heavily injured. It seems as if most if not all communications have been cut off, the last broadcasts being a collection of rather bothersome SOS messages.
The source of this disaster?
But it seeps of a dark power, sucking energy from the life force and terror of its denizens...causing madness to spread like wildfire. It won't be long until the madness spreads to the prison's inhabitants, and who knows what will happen then.
All they could do was hope...
Hope that someone was on their way to set them free. And even then, they all know that it's hopeless.
Something terrible had been released.
One group of captured denizens, is a very unlikely group of people caged inside a closed off ward of prison cells. Each cell's containment fields were severely damaged by the impact of a sudden cave in, freeing much of the convicted prisoners, and thus creating chaos in its wake. The group of strangers have somehow outlasted the insanity, while a few of the inmates and guards resorted to killing eachother. It appears as if all the exits were blocked by rubble, the only hint of the outside world being a small rodent or two. Yet somehow they had held onto the hope that they would be rescued soon. Amongst them were a smuggler or two and a couple of rogue Jedi.
Deeper inside the prison's vaults, completely closed on from whatever chaos the inmates were creating were another group, consisting of only two people. They too were trapped, with a lift to the surface completely offline, they would have to circumnavigate the prison's vaults until they found working controls, or some other way to reach the surface since most of the computers themselves were damaged.
Moments before the twosome were forced to drive off hostile droids, which had turned on their masters before the Chiss could get the intel he needed. It was strange to be sure, for the droids to have such a sudden change in directive. It was almost as if something was controlling them.
Now they were inside what appeared to be a recreational area for a guards with a Republic trooper for company. A couple droids were still running about, targeting anything that moves, but so long they stayed behind the bartender's counter they should be safe...for now.
Meanwhile reinforcements were on their way.
=====~On Board "The Perfect Woman"~
What had been a so far "smooth sailing" ride towards Belsavis (as promised by the owner of the ship escorting the rescue team to the bi-polar planet) would soon be interrupted by a incoming call on the Holoterminal. Interestingly enough, it wouldn't be anything from the spotted planet that majestically rotated before them. The passengers of the Corellian XS freighter (which belongs the silver tongued Len Dorel) had, in fact, not received any
transitions from the infamous planet at all. Not one signal, not one call for help. It was as if the entire planet has been silenced.
No, the transition came from the Jedi Council, who had personally requested this team of Jedi (plus one smuggler) to investigate an SOS signal coming from one of the war prisons stationed down there. The signal was growing faint, but there was still a few minutes until the Jedi would be completely devoid of off world communication. It was as if someone or something was attempting to jam their signal, so they would need to be quick.~Imperial Shuttle, en route to touchdown~
A lone shuttle drew closer to the planet, only a few clicks behind some Republic freighter. If it were a warzone, and the right ship for that sort of thing, the shuttle pilot would
try shooting it down, but then again shuttles aren't designed for that sort of thing. Instead the pilot tried hailing the freighter and, well, that didn't work either. That
was what made the pilot nervous. Surprisingly enough this bothered the pilot more than the fact he was escorting two sith
towards a highly fortified enemy prison. That had
to be a first within the empire. If the pilot survived this encounter, he'd have to share this with his buddies at the imperial fleet later. But right now, he was desperately trying to reach the Imperial Command post on world, and that wasn't working either.
"Forgive me my lords, something appears to be jamming the signal." he announced his incompetence with hesitancy. He knew that any mistake warranted death in the eyes of sith. "I'm afraid we'll need to land blind. So..uh...you might
want to grab hold of something."