The fleet sped through hyperspace. Carrying in them a deadly army. An army lead by a dark evil. Malice Draclau. Demon sith master of The Dark Circle.

Malice had recently been away from TDC. Off on his own doing who knows what. But upon his return he had learned that Sedriss and others were off to Zoist to conquer it. Malice decided not to go but to stay and watch over TDC.

However Malice quickly grew bored with staying in the shadows once more. Unable to do anything. And instead having others carrying out your wishes. So, the demon sith master decided to do something about it.

Standing in the command center of one of the destroyers, Malice stared at the bright streaks passing by them. Bright streaks that would soon become stars again. He was heading to Korriban. A planet owned by the OJS. Malice did not feel right about it being owned by jedi. It was a sith planet and should remain under sith rule.

Accompanied by loyal sith from TDC. As well as thousands upon thousands of Massassi warriors. Malice would overtake this planet. But, a surprise as well was in store. For Malice had also made allies of another group. And they would be joining him on this mission.

OOC: Fleet manifest

1 Imperial II-class Star Destroyer
4 Defender-class Star Destroyer
2 Victory-class Star Destroyers
3 Loronar Strike Cruisers
200 TIE Defenders

The comlink buzzed, alerting the bridge crew of the Command ship to the Dark Lords presence. All grew deathly still and respectful, fearing the worst of reprisals. A small hologram appeared, flooding the bridge with Sedriss's Visage.

Mutiny Malice? This is indeed suprising. We have returned from Ziost and word of your treachery has spread. You will turn the ships around immediately, as you did not have the 2/3's vote necessary to take such action. Your close to being labeled a Heretic. Dont blow your only chance, for I will ask only this time. Return to Khar Delba immediately.

The well-ordered Dark Fleet reverted to real space in a delicate dance of perfection. There absolute perfect formation demonstrated the precision and unrelenting dedication of the Sith forces. Under the command of the Dark Sorceress herself, the fleet creeped forward under the cloak of darkness shrouded upon them by the shadow of the planet Korriban. The planet itself made her shudder with anticipation, for the dark powers that it weilded could only feed her thurst.

Insurrection... she thought to herself as a sly grin crossed her lips. She stood in silence on the command bridge of the Dark Ritual, a favorite ship of hers. She ran this perticular ship with an iron fist, there was no question about that. Each and every one of the Massassi soldiers that swarmed around her attended to there business, never questioning an order, for they knew what would happen if they would... Death.

She stared with narrow eyes out of the clean transparisteel viewing ports of the massive Star Destroyer, dwarfed only by the slightly large Imperial-Class design, commanded by Malice. With the flick of her hand, the com-link ignited into a frenzy of cracks, and fizzles before she spoke, her image displayed holographicly on each and every ship in the two fleets.

"I thought you would have more brains than this, Malice. To attack a holy site is to attack the entire Sith Religion...."

With those words, she emerged from the dark shadow of the planet, her fleet exercising a deadly accuracy unsurpassed by that of her rival. The Dark Fleet moved slowly, seemingly uncaring of weither or not they were being targeted by the various classes of turbolaser turrets weilded upon other ships. And in com-link silence, the ships continued to move forward under Death Fleet's Imperial-Class Star Destroyer Mk II - Immortal.

<hr> <hr> <hr><hr> <li> Defender-Class Star Destroyer - Nightshade
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<li> Defender-Class Star Destroyer - Dark Ritual
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<li> Victory-Class Star Destroyer - Crimson Flame
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<li> Victory-Class Star Destroyer - Eternal Flame
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The ships pulled out of Hyperspace over Korriban. With the planet coming into view, A crewman alerted Malice of an incoming message. The crewman said it was from the dark lord. With a grin on his face he listened to it.

Mutiny Malice? This is indeed suprising. We have returned from Ziost and word of your treachery has spread. You will turn the ships around immediately, as you did not have the 2/3's vote necessary to take such action. Your close to being labeled a Heretic. Dont blow your only chance, for I will ask only this time. Return to Khar Delba immediately.

Malice raised an eyebrow at this. Grinning he motioned for the crewmen to open a direct link to Sedriss.

*How is this treachery Sedriss. The planet is of dark origin and owned by a group of jedi. I am merely bringing us yet another planet. The other triumvirate members shall approve. Besides, i do not believe you have gotten permission from the triumvirate to go to Zoist now have you?. Do not judge my actions without first judging your own*

As his fleet moved closer. Another fleet suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Cloak. Looking out, Malice immediatly ordered for the shields to be raised and the turbo lasers charged. That is, until he saw who's ships those were. Opening a comm-link with their capital ship. Malice spoke directly to Adrianna.

*Ahh sorceress. You misunderstand my mission. I am not attacking Korriban for it is of sith origin and i respect it for that. But it is owned by a group of jedi. That alone is sacralige to our ways and i shall not allow. Now, why not aide me in relieving the jedi of a planet which should belong to us. Then, we can move on and take the others that they have which belong to the sith. One such planet known as Vjun*

Malice awaited a reply. While still going ahead with the shields being raised and the turbo lasers charging. Likewise, the TIE's were being readied incase she would refuse and engage him. That alone is treachery and betrayal of the order.

The blackness of space....nowhere else in the universe were things so cold. It was the eternal blackness, a void of nothingnesss that spread forever and binded the countless planets of the galaxy. Sith Lord SpawnBlade stood, gazing out of his transparisteel window, marveling at the simplicity of it. He'd been in space many times before, but had never stopped to look at it and take in the whole sight of it. Space reminded him of the Dark Side of the Force, for it was everywhere, a black hole that would destroy anyone who was caught inside of it, but would grant unimaginable powers to those who would let it. The darkness was in great quantities over this planet in particular....Korriban, Spawn's homeworld.

Never had he seen it infested with the Light before, and he would not stand for it. Meditating quietly under the shroud of his black cowl, he wondered what his purpose was here. Lord Draclau would surely be able to handle the oncoming threats alone. But Spawn felt that it was his duty to serve alongside the sorceror he had known for so long, who had helped him progress in the Darkside in so many ways.

SpawnBlade made his way over to him, and put a gauntlet-clad hand on his shoulder. "Malice..." Spawn uttered in a low, raspy voice. Turning his head, he focused on the same spot in space Malice was attuned to...small specs in the distance, facing the fleet in battle position, much like chess pieces perfectly aligned on a chess board, waiting in silence for their masters to make the first move.

"So the stakes have been set once more. I await your orders, brother. My Defender thirsts to claim more lives."

Ziost was uninhabitated and rightfully belonged to the Somir family and now it belongs to the Dark Circle. Months of preparation went in to that mission and never did it threaten to start a war with the Jedi.

My brother Diete Somir III controls Korriban and as such you will be killed if you so enter. As well, the other two Triumvirate members would not approve of you using resources of TDC and possible create a conflict. This is not our way and as such you shall return or be humiliated.

All men aboard have a choice; stay loyal to TDC or follow this madman on a self destructive path to hell. You have one hour to decide, after that has passed, you will be boarded and arrested, branded as heretics.

The dark lords words only succeeded in angering the demon overlord. Walking up to the communications desk. Malice yelled into the comm.

*Sedriss.....how dare you speak to me as such. If your brother owns Korriban then he is a jedi and a triator. You want me to leave and return to Khar Delba without destroying your brother and claiming Korriban for our own....*

Malice paused. All within the destroyer could feel his anger. The darkside literally soaked the destroyer in it's power. Bathing it in utter darkness. The demon sith master was not happy.

*Then ask more respectfully. You may be the new dark lord Sedriss. But of all people should know damn well that i will not respond nicely to such words*

Upon waiting for his reply, Malice turned his gaze towards Adrianna's fleet. A sadistic and cruel gleam in his eye.

*Adrianna. Follower of the religion and servant of The Dark Circle. Turn your fleet around and return to the order. Should you fail to listen and continue to advance upon us. Then i shall have no other choice but to attack and destroy you. There is no negotiating. Either follow my orders, or die a traitor for attempting to kill a triumvirate member*

Malice was soo close to waging war anyways. Causing the whole galaxy to burst into fighting. His anger, pride, and confidence was getting the best of him. Though a select few might notice, he did not. Malice was losing himself. Rage.......rage was starting to fill his very being.

The Dark lord of the sith felt Malice Draclau's anger, realizing that now was a crucial moment of the sith nation. He thought back to the words of his father Lord Maim, remembering the lessons he laced in his words. Activating the link, after Malice's tyrade finished he spoke in a respectful tone; that of a leader.

Malice you misunderstand. I know you do not like my family but as such, they are bringing me many planets and wealth, which in turn is being put under the Dark Circles power. You and I have had a rough past and I do respect you as a member of the shadowy triumvirate, yet I deserve respect for my title and my efforts at carrying out our program of conquest.

Stopping, he became more serious, more enlightened than he had ever been in years. Sedriss Sadow was now more than a sith in Sadows outfit, he had become Naga in mind and body., yet he had learned from the past.

Overlord, Naga Sadow ruined the sith empire for greed and thirst for unlimited power. I will not make that error, nor shall you as an elite brother of our order. Today this fued ends. for we have the same goal, yet two different missions. I request that you leave Ziost and move directly to Ziost; the shipyard construction is lagging and as such, needs your attention.

Opening a fleet wide broadcast he spoke to all.

Commander Quinn, stand down and return to Khar Delba immediately. There is no threat from the Overlord. He seeks solitude and power and he shall find it all on Ziost. Sedriss out.

Silence filled the command chamber. As all followers of Malice waited to hear his response. Whatever Malice said was crucial. He alone could bring about the end of sith unity with a single word. Or unite them further. Closing his eyes, Malice spoke once more.

*Agreed. The fleet shall return to TDC at once. I shall go to zoist for the time being*

Turning to Spawn, Malice nodded to him.

*I shall take the fleet to Zoist. from there i leave them in your command. I shall take on ISDII and 4000 Massassi to stay with me on Zoist. Other then that i shall leave command of the fleet to you until it is returned to TDC*

Without waiting for an response. Malice ordered his fleet to stand down. The group fo destroyer's then turned to another direction. Like ghosts they disappeared into the roadways of hyperspace. Truly a new age was being born right then and there. For soon the galaxy shall witness a new power rising.