A battered ship, slowly drifting to the tattered and torn planet of Courescant. Like a pack of wolves drawn to a weaker pray, the brigaders uncloaked and rushed to the damged ship and intercepted it. The captial ship beamed down a strike team to recover a flickering light, like a dying candle in the darkness.
Once on the ship, another hail is sent to the capital building, another wave of ships exiting a worm hole near the planet surrounding it again. There hail was a hacking transmission that broke into the network of the imperial outpost. Upon each screen, transmitter link, data-pad, and communication device, came a cold crackling voice "Open your doors, and we will remove our shoes so as not to track in dirt. Keep them closed, and we will surly break through. And do not seek aid through your friends. They have their hands entwined as it is." He shows a feed of countless planets and battles occuring. Several different races and ships, fighting in space, while their foot soldiers take to the ground.
"Open your doors..."
As several dropships begin to descend through the atmosphere in the shadow of the luming capital ships. The message began to repeat itself, as panic flooded the streets. One by one, pods began falling from the sky, landing on vehicles, buildings, people... Finally when everything began to supside, every pod opened to reveal flesh like machines that stepped with an uncanny horror. Lifeless, piercing red eyes glowing with an intensity seen like no other. Where although they rose no weapons in hostility, their ever boding presence was enough to break the most stout hearted of men. They stood there, gazing in the direction of the palace building, swaying a bit in the wind. The machine's deploiers bagan to patrol the air skies. Finally, a gleaming blue light shot from the leading capital ship and was targeted to the entry door of the palace. Several hazy figures were being form from the electron beam, one of the figures seemed to be a bed with a person on top. When they finally were atomized, they began their approach, the robots as well.
*Jedi Padwan Luka Forsathis walks into the jedi archives he looks around,he shouldnt be here he knows this but he must find out the truth the truth about the Last of the Osirians.*
*Luka walks up to an old book case filled with even older books......made of paper*
*He reads*
The Last of the Osirians,four their are four their will always be till the end of the dawn of the first life.Thereafter only three shall there be.
The First Life.
Dawn
There are four two of whom are asleep,two who are watchers.
Mandos,keeper of the dead first of the Osirians,the elder, the master, the first.
Sutekh,Master of Darkness, second of the Osirians, Bringer of death,the sleeper.(Mantis)
Horus,Bringer of Life,third of the Osirians,bringer of life, master of time,servant of the first.(Grand Moff Gav)
Blaiden,Master of Mortals,the fourth of the Osirians,the speaker, the sleeper. (AOR)
These are the last four the gods of life death time and the universe two of whom are asleep one of the sleepers will die one of them shall awaken.........the end of dawn is nigh.........