In a New Republic Senate chamber, a group of senators spoke about the New Republic's next action. One senator, Mas Matto, spoke.
"The New Republic is unstable! We cannot let it fall do turmoil! The only thing to do is to elect a new chancellor!"
Another senator named Malla Sanus replied to Matto's suggestion.
"That might be able to solve a few things. But who? There is no one..."
"Or, we can reorganize into another empire! I mean, the only problem then was the rebels! We can keep the Jedi, but at least have one ruler. Face it; our government is horrible! Is that why we're in this situation? It's not the Jedi's fault, it's ours! The New Republic's! The empire is the only option, we must!" said Follo Morrie.
Then, the final senator, Kron Denda, said "Yes, and no! The empire is what we must spawn again, but the Jedi must be destroyed! We shall destroy them all, we have enough troops for another purge!"
Malla spoke once again. "Listen to yourselves! You're senators of the New Republic, not leftovers of the empire! The most we will allow you to do is elect a new chancellor!"
Then, the door of the room was blown down, and in came a dark hooded Trandoshan, followed by two reborn masters.
"Who are you, and why are you here?!" Matto yelled.
"I am Darth Sillis, and I sensed your entire conversation in the Force. The one called... Kron Denda? Yes, well, he is the only one here who is correct."
"What do you mean?" asked Kron.
"I also believe that the empire is the only choice, and you can reach it through me. I can help the New Republic keep in balance, and the only way to do that is to mold it together with the new order... the New Imperial Order... It is what we will do, do you concur?"
The senators started nodding, all except for Matto.
"I will not tolerate this! The other parts of the government will hear about this!"
"There is no use in that. I already convinced them too."
"Well, the Jedi will-"
"My reborn forces are destroying their temple as we speak."
"But-"
It was too late. One of the reborns had thrown their saber into his chest.
"Now, if you will, allow me to speak into the intercom, so the entire city will hear this."
One of the senators got up and walked over to a intercom.
"Here it is." he said.
"Oh, and you will all now be calling me master or lord Sillis from now on"
"I'm sorry, my lord."
Sillis approached the intercom.