Master Verociousna

"So you are the one who has caused so much trouble within the galaxy for me. Now here you are, in my trap. Soon you will be a thorn in my side no more."

"I wouldn't go that far as to say that victory is mine, when you have yet to find a way to truly kill me."

- Master Verociousna and a Sith Lord

Master Verociousna Septin was a renouned and legendary Ralarea Force Aspect of Justice and Valor. He was one of the rulers of his people and was later the Prime Aspect when his father died during battle against demons during the Great War of the Ancients. The war lasted for many a billion years until the final surge was made and one evil was destroyed, but one rose in its place. Verociousna's sister would turn her back on all she held dear in order to gain more...far more than was allowed. Verociousna, after fleeing the field of battle after failing to even fight his sister, found four others and together they destroyed their homeworld, but in doing so would damage their memories in an accident that could have been avoided had they moved farther away from their sun sized planet called Paradise. Verociousna fell towards Umbara, but for some reason would arrive in normal time...right as the planet was besieged by Republic forces. Verociousna would prove instrumental in taking the shadowed world and granting the Republic victory. Later, he was given permanent Jedi status, but never served in the front. // (Summary to be continued...) His famous line was,

"Call me crazy if you like, but I am serious. I did fall from the sky and landed on not too long ago." He is truly a force to be reckoned with. No one, past or present, could stand against him, for his power over Valor and Justice made him nearly omnipotent, and despite being a man of war, he also showed great wisdom and mercy towards others, in a sense qualifying him as an Omniaspect. But he denies that, simply saying that he is who he is, and that nothing can simply change him. Fighting against him is like trying to fight off a nightmare, for even if you do kill him, he will simply be resurrected at some unknown site, and will return to deliver justice, but sometimes, he might just give you a warning not to do the same thing again...after he gives you a good thrashing. He is also recorded in a prophecy in which he is to fight the same person who he tried to end long ago, and put an end to a great evil before it can even begin.

Start of time
"Welcome my son, welcome into the world."

- Verociousna's mother giving him a welcome into the world

A male was given passage into the world during a great disaster, know as, "The Temptest Period," a time where great disasters ran amok, but so did miracles. Planets were destroyed, but so were some created. Stars went supernova, but some came to life. All part of the start of creation, but as to who started it to this day remains unknown (although later on, Verociousna would find logs indicating that there were beings far stronger than the Ralarea). Verociousna was born at the start of time, and some say it was his birth that stopped the great catastrophic event, for when he breathed his first breath, the storm stopped, and creation was then visible, but he denies it, claiming it was an odd twist of fate is all. At the start of time, only the Ralarea were an intellegent species, and the world they happened to be on was a world beyond imagination. From great peaks covered with snow, to forested valleys, to wide and long oceans. The world was called Paradise, and the first village erected was called, "Haven's Reach." At first the village contained just a few huts of wood, mud, and clay, but time would have its effect on everything. Verociousna's father, the fathomed Martack Orion Septin, which oddly, when all initials are put together, spelled MOS, was the chief of the village, and oversaw the growth of the Ralarea people from a few dozen to a few hundred thousand in the space of a hundred years, from huts to marble houses, from starters to experts. In this time, Verociousna also changed. From teenage years he was something of a glory hunter, and never stopped searching for a way to get noticed. It was his mother who said that being born to the ruling family was glory enough, and Verociousna reluctantly agreed, and then he started to focus on learning, developing technology, and dueling technique (Ralarea were not known to be warmongering, but they kept skills sharp for incase). While in general peaceful, Verociousna was prone to losing his cool sometimes, not being able to think ahead, and had a short temper, but that was at the start. As he maturated, or matured, his true personality emerged. He became a very level headed professor of a college, a widely renouned duelist, and inventor of many things, inadvertantly gaining fame. His father was deeply impressed, and offered Verociousna a position on his council, called the High Council. Verociousna, feeling highly gratified, accepted, but took on things with a very serious manner. He had a strong sense of justice and valor, and it was he who came up with the idea of aspects, chiefs over a particular field of something. Martack became the Prime Aspect (over all, and had all aspects), while Verociousna became Justice and Valor. There were a few others on the council as well; a renouned Ralarea female, by the name of Calven Mynockrazor, the Aspect of Mercy and the Force (the Force was known to Ralarea sages, and Calven was a sage), Clarke Xion, Aspect of Fate and Wisdom (fate was the outcome of a battle or person's life, and the aspect of fate was given power to rewrite fate according to his will and for the good of others, but only when it came to minor or simple things; major destinies could not be rewritten, such as the way a person died or how a battle for a critical part of a world ended), and Verociousna's sister, Katarina Lydia Septin, Aspect of Forgiveness and Understanding. For a time, the council ruled over the other Ralarea, with utter harmony and law following. Rule was not absolute, and no one held complete power. Centuries more would pass, and the city of Haven's Reach would cover over 3,140 square miles, and then smaller cities would pop up where Ralarea pilgrims sought to find new ground. All was good, until that one fateful day when all would fall into chaos, and the Ralarea race would be tested.

Discovery of the Helllands - (12,990,000,000 BBY)
"Great lord! What in the heavens is this place?!"

"It is an opposite of what we live in...this must be our darker side of the planet."

- Clarke Xion and Verociousna, upon crossing the Great Sea and discovering what the other half of their planet was like

During the Imperial Age, an era long into time, the entire northern hemisphere of Paradise had been covered by a sprawl of city. Everywhere you went, a building would be visible, or a construction site. Guards patrolled the city, armed with shock staves and stun blasters, and still the same old council. Ralarea had discovered recently that though they were immortal naturally speaking, anything that wasn't natural, such as a sharp sword or multiple shocks would kill them, it would just take a lot more effort than it would with a human. In an effort to make certain there was more space yet to controll, Martack sent Verociousna and Clarke Xion out on a mission to explore the southern hemisphere, which oddly was not readable by satalites, scans, or flying through the dark clouds that hung over the area; only sailing there would get you close, but others have gone to the southern hemisphere and never came back, but they were ill equiped travelers, seeking a way to distance themselves from society. Clarke and Verociousna were never keen on an ordinary sail, but they had no choice; flying wasn't a choice, for there was some type of electrical barrier that kept any electronic equipment from passing, so fighters would crash and plumet into the ocean below, however, once you got pass, your electronic gear would work...but communicators were badly interrupted. The last transmission was from Verociousna's mother, who went in search of more land, and found it, but as she started to speak more of the place, something shot what looked like a ball of fire at her and killed her, and destroyed the holocommunicator (at this time Ralarea people had the technology of what Umbarans do, but possibly more advanced). Verociousna signed up to go to the unknown lands, for he felt as though justice needed to be done, and Clarke wanted to go along, being the aspect of wisdom (in other words, Clarke wanted to be a know-it-all, but for the good of others). They set sail on a small sailboat, which had no electronic motor, just the wind and the arm power of two men to help propell the sailer along. After three days of rowing and having wind cut out on them, the duo finally made land fall along a black rock coast line. Strange, they though, of how there was a beach, but here was black rock...and an odd orange glow beyond the jagged coastal cliffs that towered five stories above the coast. Both Verociousna and Clarke would have no trouble getting to the top, as they simply force jumped to the top, and what they found when they landed was beyond shocking and disturbing. What they found was a hellish place, with odd, hot, glowing, orange stuff flowing from mountains with a mouth to them. Burned forests were found all over the place, and ash constantly showered the duo. But worse was yet to come, but you could hear it over the roar of the open mountains and the flowing rivers of fire. Screams, blood curling screams, could be heard coming from across the chared land...and it was getting closer. On instinct, Verociousna ordered Clarke to go back to the boat and sail like hell. A rather funny saying though, considering they brought a motor along just in case they needed to leave in a huff and a puff. Verociousna turned on both of his sabers of light, called Justice and Valor (from right to left hands), which bore a similarity to a blue-bladed saber with the Savek Sith Crystal design and the Darksaber hilt, save the hilts were golden instead of black, but oddly made the same noise. For minutes, Verociousna stood there, waiting, watching, and making sure his friend got away in time. Then...then they came. Hundreds of odd creatures, ranging from lizzard like people (not quite Trandoshans, but close, for they had five fingers and five toes, and the hands and feet were shaped like a human's) to rather odd female things, later known as the shunned Succubi (unlike the ones you see in games, these ones have loose clothing all over their bodies, save for the hands, head, and feet, and chain mail around the entire torso, upper arms and legs, and even with the armor and clothes on, they heralded a stunning beauty, but not enough to turn anyone's head...properly trained people. (If a mod is reading this, tell me to remove this at once if this description of the Succubi is too graphic.)) There were many more, such as imp-like creatures, winged terrors (a cross between a bird and a lizzard according to texts), and massive human-like giants, but had horns on their heads, like ram horns, and had a red skin color, with orange eyes and mouths. The terror from the demons was enough to send Verociousna back a few steps, but he felt deep within them, and he sensed they had done many crimes...enough to give him reason to use his power over justice. With a massive force push, combined with a strange cyan-colored light, he simply obliterated the demonic horde, but he knew that more were still out there. Without thinking of whether or not to stay, he jumped off the cliff, plunged into the water, and swam like hades.

Start of the War of the Ancients (12,990,000,000 BBY - Start of the Clone Wars)
"Dear lord....you say that an invasion is coming?"

"Yes father...legions of them. But I know a strong weakness within them. They have commited terrible sins, and my power over justice allowed me to purposefully elminate them, and what I propose is to have Minor Aspects to help us, those who fall under a more powerful aspect's wing, and only take after one aspect."

- Martack and Verociousna, disscussing what to do, just prior to the invasion and dawn of the War of the Ancients, later known as The Eternal Conflict

After a lot of swimming, over five days worth of hard swimming at that, Verociousna, soaked and almost with no life left within him, crawled up onto the Ralarea shore line, unaware of the swarm of demons that would follow in his wake. After two guards on patrol found him, they quickly took him to Martack, who was overwhelmed at the report, as was Martack. An entire force of enemies, ready to take them out, and there could be hundreds of legions out there, and who knows if what Verociousna saw all the demons? All that was known is, that just after the meeting, a cloud of blackness appeared off in the distance, and Verociousna knew all too well what that black cloud was; the entire demon army, flying towards them on the backs of dragons or in massive landing crafts carried by the beasts. Quickly, Verociousna sounded the alarm, and the defenses were readied, but not in time. By the time the back had prepared, the demons had already made landfall, and a massive war was to start. Demons, by the droves, even more so than the horde Verociousna saw on the coast of their land, charged the third line without remorse, hammering the soldiers and burning down buildings that were left unprotected beyond the reach of the third line. By the time the line was ready to break, an entire line of people suddenly burst from the shadows and the air on the backs of fighters. Reinforcements had arrived, and they were headed by Verociousna, who had appointed minor aspects of justice to help him bring justice to the wicked demons. The demons, unprepared for the sudden burst of resisting forces, had no choice but to fall back past the first line, allowing the Ralarea people to retake the coastline, and what they saw was not foretold in Clarke's scroll of fate. The entire demon land was being drawn across the ocean towards the Ralarea's side. Soon, it would be full out war, and both sides would inflict damage, though the Ralarea, prepared for the unexpected, would slowly seize the upper hand. After hours of waiting for the imminent attack, the demonic land finally met with the Ralarea's coast line, and the hundred feet of sand between the two worlds would be known as Death's Stretch, for those who journeyed across rarely came back alive. Days would turn into weeks, weeks into months, months into years, years into decades, decades into centuries, centuries into millenia, and from there on out. Neither side could get the upper hand until that one fateful day when a new light would break, and a true hero would emerge from the field of blood, lightsabers, men, demons, and so forth. Verociousna, determined to find a way to break past and into the demonic line, would have his way, and in so doing, bring forth a great victory.

Breakthrough and end of the war (Start of the Clone Wars, 22 BBY - 21 BBY)
"What are you doing here?! This is...it's impossible! This can't be happening! MY PLAN NEEDED MORE TIME! WHY DID I NOT SEE THIS COMING?!"

"Well, you aren't an aspect, and aren't as battle-smart as you think, mother...or should I also include you, sister, in that mess?"

- Verociousna, upon finding his mother being the one behind the chaos and seeing past Katarina's mental barrier

Blood, tools of war, destroyed machines, killed demons, and despair could be found all across Death's Stretch. No demon or Ralarea had ever broken past the line before, until now. By digging his way under the sand and creating a tunnel behind both friendly and enemy lines, Verociousna finally had his way past the stretch of death, but this was a one way ticket; once past, the tunnel behind Verociousna and his group of skilled warriors (his sister included) would be closed off, and after that, they would have to run like hell to get back to safe ground, but before doing that, the group had a mission to do. They could not take on the hordes of demons on their own, but they, from interrogating a prisoner, learned that there was one ruler, and she had a mind like a hive mind, and controlled all of the demonic forces by herself, and she was very powerful. Whoever this person was, the group would have to find and quickly, for it would only be a matter of time before this mega demon detected their pressence on her land. Without even needing to reach out, Verociousna could feel the presence of the leader from hundreds of miles away, safe in the far reaches of demonic territory, and her presence was very familiar, though Verociousna at the time couldn't place it. He just notioned for his group to stay close to him, and they started running like hell through the ash covered ground. Along the way they would encounter a group of demons and be forced to hide until they passed, or saw a way in which was the only way to proceed and have to fight, but fortunately, they would make short work of the guard force and be through before anyone understood what happened. Months would go by until the group, tired and almost out of supplies, arrived at the castle of the enemy, and without even thinking of sneaking through, force pushed the great iron door down, and barged into the castle, surprising many demons who had no idea of the danger within their territory. They thought they were safe this far behind friendly lines, so what were Ralarea doing here? They could find out when they reached their paradise if there even was one, for the group of a dozen (at first it was a hundred, but many died on the way because of hunger or thirst, and this group was almost near death, but the sheer will to press on kept them going.) Within the hour, the group had cleared the castle and proceeded to the top room...the throne room, where a shocking sight met them. Verociousna's mother, with elite guards and Succubi handmaidens waiting at her command, sat proudly on top of her throne, but when the great doors of her throne room came down with a crash, even she had the scare of her life. Here was a group of Ralarea, led by her son, in the deepest reach of enemy territory! She quickly screamed with rage, and Verociousna, having eliminated the guards and handmaidens, suddenly understood the magnitude of the ordeal. His mother wanted to rule over all, as she had for some reason become power hungry, or simply wanted to best her husband (as is such the sin nature of most Ralarea women whose husbands did not treat them in a correct fashion). But further beyond that, he saw past a now lowered mental shield of Katarina's...and saw the betrayal in her eyes. Unknown to him, Katarina had become power obssessed back during the war, when she saw the height of glory Verociousna had ascended to when his father had died during the initial war along with Clarke Xion, leaving both their sons in command of the High Council, and Katarina, feeling left out, had built up ambitions for controlling the demons and Ralarea, then forcing them to submit to her rule, and seizing power. Verociousna, she knew, would not do such a thing, and while the shock settled into Verociousna and the other warriors, she blasted them with force lightning and then stabbed her mother in the heart. Verociousna, shocked, but still alive, quickly ran out of the room and opened a force teleport back to Haven's Reach, but when he arrived a month later (going through a portal still takes time, as does hyperspace), demons and Ralarea were no where to be found, and had been enslaved by the cunning of Katarina, traitor to her people and now ruler of the most resource and force-rich planet in all of the known galaxy. He was now looking at the ruins of Haven's Reach, destroyed by demons. Not even the glorious Crystal Tower, where the High Council once ruled, was left. A Dark Age had now fallen upon the world of Paradise, and no one was left unchanged. Many Ralarea were slaughtered, and those who survived joined the Dark Side. The only people left loyal to the true cause were Calven, Emma Mynockrazor (Calven's daughter and heir to the Aspect of Mercy and the Force seat), Clarke, and Jett Xion (Clarke's son). The five made an instant choice to leave their world and to destroy it, for the rule was to never leave the victor with the spoils. When they had made it a safe (or so they thought) distance from their world, they unleashed their powers over the force to destroy the sun-sized planet, however, they were still within blast radius, and their ship was caught up in the blast, and they would have been destroyed, had the shields not been up. However, Katarina and a few Dark Ralarea would survive the devastation, and the group would sustain memory damage and become like meteors, falling to who knew what planet...by chance, Verociousna would land on a dark, shadow-covered world. As for Clarke, Jett, Calven, and Emma, no one knew...however, Verociousna would have a vision of his friends having odd things happen to them, though he would recognize them only as strangers. Calven, Emma would be sent back through time by some unexplainable force and would somehow have Nightsister liniage. As for Clarke and Jett, they too would fall back through time, but Clarke would still have most of his memories and would fall under the guise of an uncle for Jett, who, unlike his father or "uncle", lost all his memory.

Falling from the sky...and living to tell the tale. 21 BBY
"Uh...I don't remember any meteors being in the forecast for the weather!"

"Nor do I...what should we do?"

"RUN YOU IDIOTS!"

- The three Trandoshan thugs on the surface of Umbara in the Pirate camp, witnessing a blue meteor falling from the sky

Only days had passed, but the force of the explosion had sent Verociousna flying a long ways away and fast. His course would take him right into Umbara, which was at the time being fought over by Republic Forces in order to reclaim it and secure part of a strategic hyperspace route and part of space. Neither side was expecting a meteor to fall on the day an Umbaran air field was captured by Republic Forces. Captain Rex and his temporary Jedi General, who later turned out to be a Sith Lord wanna be, Pong Krell, were outside, surveying the enemy field and checking the Umbaran containers to make sure no Umbaran soldier who got out could ignite any combustiable element and destroy the base, saw the meteor fall far off in the distance, but the shock wave could be felt for miles, even though the meteor had fallen in a canyon and made a big, deep hole....and guess where it landed? Right in the middle of a Trandoshan Mercenary camp, which was prepared to raid the air base and help the Umbaran force take it back. Verociousna did more than amaze the people on the surface it seemed; he also prevented a large and experienced enemy force from marching on the air field and possibly helping the Umbarans retake it. The entire camp was destroyed, but only Verociousna, now dressed in rags, walked out of there alive and with a charred but useable lightsaber, but as to who he was was lost; his fall damaged more than his left arm it seemed. He lost his memory in the crash landing, but could remember a few things, such as being an accomplished warrior and not being a human, but as to how to regain the lost memories wasn't important to him right now as finding a safe place. Verociousna walked out of the area and made his way towards some massive buildings that emitted a blueish glow...little did he understand that city was the Umbaran Capital, which as he walked towards it was being besieged by General Kenobi and his forces. Hours would pass, and hundreds of Umbaran sappers (infiltrators who would compromise enemy lines in order to help elminate enemy forces) would die by this Jedi's lightsaber and fail their mission to prevent Republic aid from arriving before Verociousna arrived at clone lines. At first, all of Kenobi's clones didn't know who this man was; from the looks of him, he was an injured Jedi, but a Jedi looking like Verociousna wasn't in the invasion plan. The clones, thinking that this man is here to harm us, aimed their blasters, but remembering from a scout's report of an injured man, not clearly a Jedi but with the skill if not more advanced of one, was preventing Umbaran sappers from completing their job and was making his way towards Republic lines. Immediatly, Waxer, who would later die during an incident involving friendly fire, order the men to lower their weapons and call for a medic. Verociousna, at the time calling himself Stranger, realizing he had found help, fell to the ground, exhausted, bleeding, and passed out.

Waking up to help.
"Are you all right there?"

"I am thanks to your men...Master Kenobi right? Just call me Stranger."

"Why?"

"Because I can't recall anything from my past, other than I was a fine warrior and not human."

- Verociousna talking to Obi-Wan Kenobi, who was checking in to make sure Verociousna was all right

During a short few hours, Verociousna, with help from the clone medic, got himself patched up and able, but he wanted to rest a while; falling from the sky and fighting your way to safety takes a lot out of you. It was during this time Kenobi came in to see how the guest was doing, and, after knowing this stranger knew him well enough, asked him for help in taking the capital. Verociousna was about to agree, when a transmission came through by clones under the command of the now KIA'ed Waxer, but was cut off as the clone, identifying himself as Captain Rex, said something about, "General Krell has turned on us." Verociousna, sensing that this Jedi General wasn't who he claimed to be, quickly asked Kenobi to raly his forces, for they needed to act now or all could be lost. Though Kenobi was about to ask, there was something that sparked reason within him. Krell might have indeed turned on them, and might stop all Republic advances here and strike a crippling blow. Without much warning, Kenobi ordered his men to get ready for the final surge, in which Verociousna would participate, however, a Jedi (or Jedi hopeful) in rags wasn't a sight to be seen. Verociousna asked to take some clone armor and use it for the time being, and Kenobi allowed Verociousna to use clone armor, although it wouldn't be an agile suit as its wearer would find out. Verociousna, unacustomed to the stiff armor (nor any armor, as in his ancient days he wore simple but regal battle robes), had trouble at first, but he got used to it. After ten mintues had passed since Kenobi ordered the men to get ready to rush the Delta (the strong defense line of Umbarans protecting the capital), the order was given, and the clones, aided by two Jedi, rushed the Delta, and because the Umbarans weren't expecting a strike this early nor with so few forces to fight, they were quickly overwhelmed. In the space of a few minutes, the Delta had been broken and clones marched through the streets, rounding up the OP4 (resistance force), and freeing any lost commrades they could find. Verociousna, being credited with the successful idea of rushing the Delta, was given honorary Jedi status by Kenobi, but kept in secret from any other Jedi (excluding Mace and Yoda) and other clones (Ghost company knew of Verociousna, but was told that he got KIA'ed in the rush on the Delta) later on. A transmission was sent to the Umbaran airfield Verociousna saw a couple of days ago, and the clones who responded said that Pong Krell had indeed turned on the Republic and was being held prisoner. Quickly realizing that if the Umbarans who fled the capital (Cody informed Torrent company of the enemy forces heading their way), Rex made the decision to kill Krell on charges of treason against the Republic, but it would be another clone who killed Krell out of anger for being used by a spin doctor (a person who uses lies to their benefit), and further more a Jedi.

Leaving Umbara
"Well...you proved to be quite the help out there. You also used that lightsaber of yours quite well, despite the fact you were in clone armor."

"Thank you, Master Kenobi."

"As a result, I am taking you to the Jedi Council. I'll make certain you are given Jedi status, and not just honorary."

- Kenobi to Verociousna

With the fight for Umbara at last over, and after helping to covertly clean up and remaining OP4 (an ancient Sith Academy included in the mix), Verociousna, boarding a private transport ordered by Kenobi and with plunders of war on his back, finally sat down after two days on the job. Among his loot were: a rancor egg, ancient Sith holocron, a prototype Umbaran armor (Shadow Tech Armor (in CWA, the armor is Republic)), and an enhanced blaster rifle, which was all useless stuff according to Obi-Wan, but to Verociousna, he said he could use it in some way. True enough, while on the way to the Jedi Temple, Verociousna cannibalized the armor, salvaged the gun and power from the Sith holocron, then gathered parts from an ARC trooper's armor (which was the armor he wore, but plain color), to create an entirely new set of flexible but ray shielded armor, called Heralder Armor. The only part not armored was the Verociousna's head, and instead had a hood over it, a hood able to be safely ray shielded. Even Kenobi took time to be impressed by the new armor, but still wasn't happy that the ray shields were empowered by Sith magic and technology, but Verociousna quickly retorted with the fact that Jedi use lightsabers and didn't go to any length to achieve victory, forcing Kenobi to say, "Touche Stranger...." It wouldn't be the last time that Verociousna would beat Kenobi at words; there would be other times later in the future. After a few hours traveling through hyperspace, the transport, a Jedi Ambassador Shuttle, arrived over Coruscant; here was home sweet home for Kenobi, and Verociousna took time to be highly surprised. The entire planet was one massive city...almost like another planet, but as to that other planet Verociousna could not remember, and that is when Kenobi spoke up once more. A noteable and honorary Jedi Sage had just returned from one of her meditation journeys and was widely known for healing the mind, so perhaps she could help this stranger remember who he was, and Verociousna agreed, but first, he had to be introduced to the Jedi High Council. Verociousna, still wanting to find out more about himself didn't like the idea at first, but he realized he wouldn't get far without being granted Jedi status.

Introduction to the Jedi Order
"Reports by Master Kenobi indicate you helped to secure victory during the Battle of Umbara...is that report accurate?"

"Yes it is master Jedi. I must wonder...why do you and Kenobi have to be the only ones to know about me?"

"Further plans we have for you. Exposure, ruin our plan it will."

"Plan? What plan?"

- Masters Windu and Yoda talking to Verociousna, or Stranger

Master Verociousna received no reception, for he was to be taken to the top two Jedi around the temple: Master Mace Windu and Grand Master Yoda, who, as Kenobi announced he was arriving and had a friend on board, told Kenobi of a plan that involved absolute secrecy...and Kenobi already had an idea of who to submit for eligibility. Verociousna and Kenobi, having made their way through the temple without being noticed by others, made their way up to the High Council's Spire, where Masters Windu and Yoda awaited Kenobi's return; what they didn't expect, was for the friend of Kenobi's to be something close to a Jedi but not quite...and he best fit the bill for the plan set foward by Windu and Yoda. Since the Dark Side of the Force was getting stronger as each day passed for some unconceiveable reason, Yoda felt it wise to have a contingincy plan ready, should something terrible happen, such as the loss of the war. Verociousna, asking what the plan was, was quickly told that he would be in charge of a new cloning operation, codenamed "Legions." However, in his state, Verociousna was not yet ready to handle the situation. He would remain at the temple, and would walk around without disturbance as yet another Jedi, under the name of Xerxes (Verociousna himself chose the name, for reasons not known to him, but it was as though he felt as though the name belonged to him...) He would learn much about the happenings about the galaxy and keep his skill sharp, and during this time, he would craft his own saber (however temporary), gain even more understanding of things (outside of the current happenings), become a noted duelist, and visit the wise Jedi sage, Emma Mynockrazor.

An impenetrable block
"What is blocked in your mind....I can't...I....I....I can't see through it. This is very unusual, now I find myself not being the only one who knows that a part of memory is blocked."

"Are you saying you have the same problem as I do? You can't remember your true past?"

"Yes....for what reason I don't remember...but you...your memory isn't as old as mine."

- Verociousna, upon finding that Emma can't restore his mind

About two weeks into his stay at the Jedi Temple, Verociousna had learned a great deal of things, from combat moves to knowledge and how the Jedi handle things, much to his disdain. But, he wasn't going to be a Jedi long, seeing as how he would move out of the grid and into the shadows, but first, he needed to see this noted Jedi Sage called Emma Mynockrazor. It was said she could heal any wound, whether physical or mental, but today she would meet her match in the form of a man. Verociousna walked up to her during one of her meditations, but upon noting she was busy, started to walk away as to be polite. However, Emma wasn't in the mood for being treated with niceness; she actually viewed the unnanounced visit of this newcomer as a way to distance herself from her latest troubles. Verociousna quickly introduced himself and gave the describtion of his problem, which seemed to spark interest in Emma's eyes. However that interest was gone in a flash, and she agreed to do what she did best. However, this time, she would not be able to pierce the veiled part of this person's mind and heal it. For whatever reason, she was shocked back, as though there was a Force ability being used that prevented her from helping the man. She quickly, upon being asked if she was all right by Verociousna, told her own tale of not being able to find lost parts of her memory that she knew were back in her head somewhere. She also told of how she recalled being a highly noted to-be...force aspect was it? She couldn't recall that as well for some odd reason, as though she was being halted by some external force. She quickly apologized for not being able to help, but was forgiven by Verociousna, who knew that sometimes you fail and sometimes you succeed. He bade her a good day, and she returned the favor...and returned to her arduous meditations...

Leaving the grid
"Time for you to leave, it is. Understand what you needed to. Start the plan, you must."

"How though? I won't have the resources to start this operation."

"On a frozen planet...find you will what you need. Know this I do, for ordered I did the neccessary things for you."

"I will be off now...and thank you, Master Yoda, for the supplies and hospitality."

- Yoda, giving his farewells to Verociousna

At last came the time for Verociousna to head out and be off the grid for a very long time to come. After three weeks preparing for the task set ahead for him, he was summoned by Master Yoda, who, after Verociousna stated he wouldn't have any resources, sent him on his way after telling Verociousna that supplies and the neccessary technology had already been delivered. The planet on which Project Legions would be based on was a snow world, a combination of Carlac, Iceburg Three, and Orto Plutonia...oddly enough, this planet would be rich in the force as well, based on a later discovery, but that is the future. This is now. Verociousna, taking a Jedi Ambassador Shuttle, left Coruscant and jumped to hyperspace, and away to his new destiny...a destiny which would also prove to be evocative...and highly progressive technology wise.

Arriving on Stragair (21 BBY)
"I can't fathom why this planet would be suitable for development. Well...best I get started in any way I can."

"Are you Jedi General Xerxes?"

"GODS! Yes I am, and next time, don't come up behind me. I wasn't told to expect help here."

"Well Yoda kept that part out, wanted a little secret to come by your way. I am CC 1158, or Commmander Ben. Behind me are my boys, the 34th Snake Battalion."

- Verociousna meeting Clone Commander Ben and his company on the surface of Stragair

The trip was highly uneventful, and gave Verociousna plenty of time to think about what to do regarding how to form and finish Project Legions...and also to make his newest suit of armor, the Harbringer Armor, which was pretty much the same as the Heralder Armor, but with stronger ray shields and a helmet. By the time he arrived, it had been two hours, and besides finishing a new set of armor, he had already come up with specific improvements on the regular Galatic Army of the Republic (GAR for short). For starters, he already had in mind a new branch, called the Specters. They would be the get in there without anyone noticing type of people, blow their target up, and get out of there before anyone knew what hit them. Then there was the question of new clone templates. Jango's clones, while tough, weren't as advanced as Verociousna would like, so he would set out to find a suitable clone template. As for other details, he had yet to think them through, but right now, he was more concerned about surveying the land as he flew to his designated LZ. There were many tall spires and jagged rocks, not to mention forests of sorts down in valleys. Yes, he thought, that this would be a hard to assault planet. A droid army would have a tough time, and fighters would not be able to fly in and take out targets...unless they were tall or on spires. He finally arrived at the LZ, a large, open canyon which he called Arricun Canyon. Immediatly, he started on using the supplies he saw at the build site, but was interrupted by a brigade of clones who were ordered to wait for him. The clone in charge, quickly identifying himself as CC 1158, or Commander Ben and his company as the 34th Snake Battalion, ordered his men to start working on the base immediatly, but Verociousna said he would take care of the mess himself. Though the Force wasn't meant for construction purposes, within a few days, Verociousna had finished the main base and base air vehicle, not to mention fighters (augmented Umbaran starfighters that were faster, stronger, and more maneuverable than their ancestor, though Verociousna provided only the plans; the clones were the ones responsible for building them.) By the time the clones had finished a fairly sizeable defense force of fighters and two Deathcom gunships, the base and landing zone had been finished, from the base on up. The clones, filled with surprise beyond description, would hang their jaws open for a fair amount of hours. In the mean time, Verociousna, needing more men should something happen, quickly searched up not one, but two templates, hoping to create a new, more dangerous clone. He found two that quickly interested him. One was the Hardeen line, known for their fast and incredibly accurate shooting abilities, then another, but unidentified line. This other line was known for its offspring to be very agile, fast, and strong, and not to mention highly intelligent, but every now and then requiring the good meal and not cantina grub. Deciding a combination of the two lines, under the correct circumstances, would do well, Verociousna asked two people, one from each line, to come so he could draw DNA. That task was accomplished quite quickly; however, getting the two lines to mix properly proved extremely problematic. While Verociousna tried to get at least one clone to be created, men from the 34th found an ancient set of ruins far to the north, and from there they recovered plans for making a stronger metal, and many other things...among them a way to combine two DNA lines in the space of a few hours, and after those few hours, a clone would come forth, however, according to his internal clock, he would spend twenty years in an odd realm learning and practicing combat technique...all good according to Verociousna. The cool part was that the growth accelerant would wear off after the clone had emerged from the growth tank, aged at twenty, and very fit, so clones could live as long as any normal human. Now for the metal part, which would be used for ship, fighter, gunship, and ground vehicle armor, as well as building material....As for the metal, it was all over the valley; Ben and his boys got to work reinforcing the building material and vehicle armor, but as for clone armor, that could wait. Last, they also got an outpost set up to the south...where the only way into the caynon by ground rested. Odd thing was, a fresh and warm river flowed through the middle of this passage way, as did a forest. How strange was this world, Ben thought, now he was starting to wonder if he should have stayed on the front lines, but who cared? Building up a secret army was fun enough, not to mention being one of the only people Verociousna needed to keep things going. In fact, he would prove very instrumental in stopping a great evil later on, but that is later; this is now. Within a few weeks, the entire Fort Arricun instalation had been completed, from anti-orbital guns, to the landing zone, to the main fort itself, and then the outpost to the south, and not to mention thousands of clones now resided here, and built a city of sorts not far from the main base. Within a few weeks, the number of clones went from two dozen to ten legions. Now, Verociousna saw fit to call his clone army the would-be-feared Legions of the West Winds, but clones would not suffice...no, he needed additional Jedi Generals to help him out. As fate would have it, he would find two almost immediatly; Master Yoda said that two Jedi, Emma Mynockrazor and Jett Xion, were not cut out for the war and needed additional training...something Verociousna would be able to handle, or so he thought.

Jedi Reinforcements / Unnanounced CIS visit (21 BBY)
"So, I now see fit to call you Masters Emma and Jett...consider yourself the first Jedi Master of the Legions of the West Winds...other than...."

"Colonel Major Xerxes, orbital scans have picked up a large CIS fleet in orbit, they brought landing craft."

"How did they find out?!"

"Easy to explain when one notices the spy right outside their window, litterally!"

- Verociousna (lines one and four), Ben (second line), and Jett Xion (third line), after CIS forces are detected in orbit and upon seeing a CIS spy dangling out of a window

A couple of days would pass by before Jett Xion and Emma Mynockrazor would arrive. Upon seeing Verociousna, Emma was surprised and gave a brief but friendly hello; but Jett said something in Mandalorian, a language Verociousna wasn't exactly aware of. What Jett said was, "Vode an, Master Xerxes," which was a custom greeting by Mandalorians to people of certain respect, but Verociousna could tell Jett Xion didn't mean any respectable greeting. Verociousna quickly understood he had a much longer road ahead of him than first expected...Quickly, he got to training Jett and Emma, as well as searching for a way to clone Jedi, but make the clones be...different somehow. He asked the now LCM (Legions Clone Marshall) Ben to research the ruins for anymore information and to deliver anything regarding cloning force-sensitives while making them be different, so as to prevent a mix up in the future and not have to use identity chips, and to also search for schematics for defense turrets to use for both the buildings and gunships. Ben quickly complied and took a squad of men with him, while Verociousna returned to the arduous task of training the two Jedi further. Over the course of a few days though, as Ben got successful results, so did Verociousna; Emma became far more experience, and Jett learned a great many things, such as controlling his emotions better. All was going just smoothly until Ben burst through the doors of the temporary Main Hall (on top of a massive tower armed with multiple anti air cannons (the main base was heavily defended, and combine that with the terrain, a droid army would not be able to have a good chance of taking the Arricun Canyon)), delivering a dreaded and unatticipated report; a CIS fleet of five Frigates, two Dreadnoughts, and one Battleship had been detected in mid entry. Anti orbital cannons were ordered to charge up immediatly, but they would only be able to take one frigate down, mainly because they lacked the proper power. Now, a massive invasion was here...and a turning point in Verociousna's life, as well as Emma's and Jett's.

Defending Stragair (21 BBY)
"Clankers! Men, if you wanted action and a lot more training, you are about to get it!"

"Sir yes sir! Permission to start hitting them?"

"When I give the signal, yes."

- Ben, a horde of clones, and Verociousna preparing to ambush a droid wave coming straight towards the canyon

The droid army, being led by an unknown CIS general, had landed, despite all efforts to knock all enemy landing craft down before they could deploy their droids, and was now heading towards the mouth of the canyon...a mouth that was ready to devour them whole. Most of the ground defense units had already made their way to the "gateway" by use of a series of subtram stations; one led from the base right to the outpost for speed, incase the gunships couldn't get enough men to where they needed to go, and further more, the subtrams were far safer right now due to a mess of droid fighters and bombers in the air. Now, back at the outpost, the hundreds of clone units, ranging from the greenhorns to Ben's men and then to the Jedi Generals in charge of them, were lying in wait for the enemy to fall into a cleverly planned trap; they would draw the droids in by "deserting the outpost", and when the dumb clankers got too close, the Legions would pounce. The droids, dimwitted as they were, took advantage of the "surprise" that the outpost was deserted, and started charging towards the outpost, seeking to pick up their pace and not stop before the "retreating Republic dogs" could get dug in. Only problem was, if they had looked to the tall spires of ice and rock to their left and right, they would have seen hundreds of clones and three Jedi wherever they looked while viewing the spires. However, the droids, being single minded, charged into the trap, and right into a mess of chaos. Suddenly, a blaster shot ringed out, and two droids were killed with one shot. Then there were many blaster shots; still the droids didn't know what was going on, but then one of the B2 droids got a eureka moment and looked up to the ice and rock spires. Seeing the outlines of clones, he order the droids to shoot at the spires anywhere, so long as they didn't miss. Only problem was by that time, most of the droids were dead, taken out by the marksman ship of the new clones. By the time three minutes had gone by, the entire droid invasion force had been taken out, and not one shot fired by the Legions missed. As for the air though, that was another matter entirely. Without much warning, the enemy frigates came down and started to hit the surface of the planet, seeking to destroyed as much as they could before going down. Verociousna knew it was only a matter of time before the droids found the base and bombarded it, so he got the two Deathcom gunships to pick up twenty clones per gunship, and Emma and Jett would take one while Verociousna took the other. A mere minute had passed before the gunships, fighters on their tail as escort, picked up the clones and headed for the frigates, which were nearing the location of the main base, and the city in which the clones lived. The pilot, called LP (Legions Pilot) Gensis (females were cloned as well, but they never served as troopers, only pilots, medics, and cooks (the males weren't known for their cooking)) of Verociousna's ship stated that base intercepted a transmission in which the CIS leader, a Sith Hopeful from Korriban, wanted every last place of interest destroyed, from the ancient ruins to the west and north, to the Republic base on this planet. What sparked Verociousna's interest the most was the mention of ruins to the west, but that could wait until after he had boarded the main battle ship in orbit after helping to take care of the frigates attempting to destroy the surface. Without asking for permission, he took control of the gun ship, and flew it right into the fray. When he broke through the clouds, he could see the frigates firing blindly at the surface as they still descended, all the while fighting off odd fighters and Y-Wing bombers (the Legions were using Y-Wings supplied by Yoda for the time being because they had yet to make a bomber of their own.) Verociousna, asking how many rockets were in the launchers and finding out there were five per launcher, decided to have a little pyromaniac moment; he went in to the fray with the gunship, firing two rockets at one bridge of a frigate, then two at another. The droids, not expecting the surprise attack by gunships, could not raise their shields in time, and all five frigates went down to the surface, where Legion Salvagers (mostly men, but a few women here in there incase there was a tight space) were waiting to pick up the debris and take it back to base. Now that that problem was taken care of, Verociousna order all bombers and fighters as well as the other gunship on him; they were going to the upper atmosphere (the gunships had pressure and atmosphere shields and gravity whenever they went to space or the upper part of an atmosphere) to take care of the remaining CIS ships; however, this was what the Sith Hopeful wanted. He wanted to draw the head haunchos up to his ship so he could self destroy it and go down in a blaze of glory.

Aboard the Stalker
"So you are the ones in charge of this Project Legions business eh? Welcome aboard my ship, and welcome to your doom!"

"Doom? Hardly, more like yours."

"Or so you think..."

- The Sith, talking to Verociousna just before the trap is sprung

The lead battleship, called the Stalker, known for its quick attacks that leave few or no survivors, was also the flagship of the attacking OP4 leader. Verociousna, seeking an end to this conflict before reinforcements could be summoned by the CIS Sith General, boarded the ship by "landing" in the hangar. Gensis, who took back the cockpit after Verociousna and his men got off, asked Verociousna to not do such a thing to her gunship, to which he retorted with the fact that he was the leader in the Legions, and the gunships were, in a way, created by him. Another touche, but this time from another person not from the Jedi Order. After that, Genesis took off, but would stand by in case evac was needed, should something go wrong in the plan, and Verociousna, with back up from the others who got off of Razor's gunship (Razor was an original clone, not a Legions clone), started to proceed through to the bridge. Resistance was strong, as was expected, especially with many droids and few men, but nonetheless, the strike force made it through to the bridge, where the Sith Hopeful, a hybrid of a Sith Pureblood and a Human, awaited the coming of the small band of clones and Jedi...with destroyer droids and commando droids. He quickly veered around to greet the newcomers, who were seeming as though they wanted to get this over with, so why not oblige them? He quickly pulled out a button, and before Verociousna or anyone else could react, he pushed it, causing the engines to fail and the ship to fall to the surface in flames. Verociousna, recognizing he fell for it, ordered his men to fire at anything that wasn't breathing while he went after the Sith, who clearly wasn't ready for an opponent with such skill. Despite using two lightsabers, the battle was over for the Sith in but a few seconds....ten to be exact. That was one problem out of the way, but the ship was now falling towards the planet surface, and to doom. Verociousna quickly signaled Gensis to blow out the windows and get them out of the ship, to which she said where and when, and to which he said to just go to the bridge and blow the windows out right now. It was a failed attempt at breaking the tension, but an attempt nonetheless....and a rescue mission completed. Despite the thirty clones and three Jedi getting into a gunship meant to carry sixteen clones, they made it work, and just in time; if a clone or one of the Jedi been a moment too late in getting on the gunship, they would have been gone in flames. Verociousna, crediting Genesis for the rescue, ordered all fighters and bombers to take care of the remaining CIS forces and to either destroy them or send them packing. Both remaining Dreadnoughts were destroyed within ten minutes, and all remaining OP4 were either too low on power or destroyed. A successful victory, first at that, for the Legions, and a fitting last trial for Jett and Emma...but now the one thing Verociousna was wondering about returned to him. He ordered Genesis to first drop the clones off at base, then to take them due west to 40 N Latitude, 80 W Longitude, which were the set of coordinates for the set of ruins that he got from the CIS battleship off of a dataport.

Arriving at the temple
"Good grief! Genesis, are you seeing what I am seeing up ahead?"

"Heck yea sir...what is that place? Another set of ruins?"

"Yea...and the closer we get, the more evocative this place is."

- Verociousna talking to Genesis about the ruins dead ahead //