In the depths of the Outer Rim, a echo of the force spreads all across the galaxy. As the lost go deep in the Outer Realm to find this echo they get consume by its power. Among the normal they lurk in the shadows. Feeding off their victims energy. As it's power grows, more fall victim to it's power. Lost ships become part of their massive fleet of cruisers to battleships. The crew consumes of soldiers, mercenaries, and lost space crews who got lost in the Outer Rim.
As the unknown master, consuming all by far distance. All who are corrupt seek it's power. As every pasting moment the echo becomes stronger. Jedi's feel pain of the echo and the Sith feels the darkness of the power. Increasing seconds the echo becomes a urging pain.
--As the followers our among us, taking victims into the darkness.--
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A flaming cruiser storms flies through space. A group of mercenaries decides to aboard the cruiser to see if any survivors are on. But the find bodies and blood all over the ship.

As the rumors of abandon ships spread across the galaxy. A group of Merc's decides to band together a group of Merc's to go on a crusade into the Outer Rim. To find this source of echoes.
As Merc's of every different race decides to join, young to old. They wise of the group decides to investigate the cruisers.
He went to the Korriban port to investigate the most recent cruiser."The SilverFalcon." As he investigates SephtanXIII sneakes up on him.
Putting his Lightsaber among the old-timers neck.

"What are you looking for?"

"Im looking for any evidence on what did this."

"Maybe a possiblity it was space pirates?"

"Boy, space pirates our not capable of this."

"What ever did this has no mercy for the weak. How our you planning to handle this?"

"A experience Merc band together a Merc Brigade. To go to the Outer Realm."

"Oh, enjoy your trip old-timer."

SephtanXIII puts his lightsaber away and walks off into the Pub.

"Who was that? Red Lightsaber is he a Sith? If he was he would of killed me. Better go if he decides to come back to kill me. Let me bring back the samples back to my ship."

Old-Timer goes to his medical ship to examine the samples recovered from the SilverFalcon.

"Him this seems not to be any race in the database. But the combine bloodcells keeps growing and letting of a gas."

"HEY WE NEED HELP OT HERE!!!!!!!!"

The Old-Timer goes out there to see whars going on. But to find five pale skin people wearing dark-red hooded robes. They have claws and dark-reddish eyes.

"Who are you?!"

"We are the one's who will release you of your condemned life."

"My life will not be release by any of you freaks!!"

The old-timer pulls out his blaster and starts to shoot towars the five hooded men.

SephtanXIII is walking out of the pub towards the ship port. When he heard noise coming from the port. He ran there finding five hooded-men are attacking the old-timer.

He pulls out his red lightsaber and as one hooded man was coming behind the old-timer. SephtanXIII throws his lightsaber and slices the hooded man in half.

The other four stop and band back together. And looks upon SephtanXIII face with complete anger.

--This is my first Thread so please send comments of it. Sorry if its sucks. Im drawing out the plot but I need more characters to do so. I left a opening for characters to join in.--Thank you for your assistance.

OK IM GIVING THIS THREAD FEW DAYS TO PICK UP. BUT RIGHT NOW IM WORKING ON A BETTER ONE. PROMISE. IT WONT BE READT FOR ANOTHER WEEK OR TWO. I PROMISE THE PLOT WILL BE GREAT BUT I WILL CREATE A NEW CORP. IF THE CURRENT DOESN.T MIND USING THEM IN THE THREAD. THANK YOU.

Ok I get the point this thread is not good. So I will abandon this one. But if a few of you like it plz send messages. If not I will work on my rough draft until I think it is ready. The name for the new one is "OuterRim Echoes"

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