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Sith's guide of the mutiverse to become a badass

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The Sith was winning the war then something happens. Yes Murphy law or one his family members has rocked the Kraffed boat.Dark lord out of time and out of place after his flagship was attacked forcing him and his apprentice to use the escape pod ends up at a primitive planet...and boy he is ticked off...pray that he remembered to bring his smokes (do note that I do not own Star wars,WARHAMMER, DC,Marvel or other novels or games or animes that will be places and characters but my own OCs its a fan fic )(yeah needed to get the legal stuff done first lol plus I'm a new writer so construct criticism will helpful but be gentle)Do note I will be updating other chapters to make more grammar friendly from time to time.
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Chapter 1 - OK its the prologue time part one.

"There is no such thing as friendly territory"

501st Spartan Death Corp of Krieg unofficial handbook.

(cue star wars theme song).

Far far away in a galaxy there is only war between Jedi with Republic and the Sith Empire .Battle lines are drawn as full scale warfare slowly being draw to a close for the Sith Empire winning the war due to the battle mediation of certain Sith Lord Darth Striker in his mad bid in revenge on the deaths of his former apprentices and lovers.

The Republic and Jedi make one desperate bid using their remaining fleet ( One Centurion class battle cruiser, and five Hammerheads and twenty corvettes)to ambush Darth Striker flagship the Black Pearl and ten escort frigates...

(fade intro music and put major space battle with turbo lasers,MAC Railguns,fusion lances, Tesla coil lighting, ion cannons,lasers and plasma batteries with occasional point defense laser systems the background.)

The massive republic fleet surrounding a custom star destroyer with ten escort frigates and firing all weapons at it.

Dark figure well built eight foot wearing the custom MJOLNIR MK XII, a heavy armoured, two dual large calibre plasma cannons on both shoulders,with wrist blades and multi launchers on both wrists,wearing a helmet that looks like a black skull (A/N think Masterchef in black with a death mask, predator shoulder cannons and a black cloak. )in the bridge of his flagship, watching the battle unfolding.

(MC POV)

"Blast it all to hell, Republic scum and their lapdog Jedi...How in hell did they know our flight path Captain!" asking the question in a distorted voice(yes i put a demon voice distorter and boy it scares the crap out of your foes )this fool while force choking the life out of him slowly due I kept all my travel plans for any hyper drive route to be a secret...normally I would have Major Quinn as acting captain on my flagship at least he can be trusted plus he knows I don't accept failure nor care for lame excuses..a lesson he learnt the hard way with the whole former Master issue with Darth Baras. Well it was also partly his own bloody fault to testing me to find out if I had any weaknesses to expose to my former Master if I let him live and escape from my sight. So to ruin that plan, i simply binded some of his life essence to a jade crystal....

Let's just say if he try anything I disapprove he would be in a world of hell if zap it then again, I could simple crush the crystal to end his traitor life,but that seem to never materialize.Well the look of horror on his face was priceless tho... like a frozed deer looking at headlights of a landspeeder.He was never been informed that I know Sith Alchemy and dark rituals... I was bored waiting for Baras to give me orders most of the time, I needed something to pass the time.Maybe one day I release him of that fate after the end of the war.

I just smirked under my tacticail helmet recalling those events very well as I wait for the idiot's answer.

"My lord...please ..I don't know..."

"Well it seems you have failed Me .You know I will not tolerate failure...your life is forfeit."

I force choked the fools neck till its snaps and toss the body aside as it was trash. I sensed the terror and fear of the new crewmen while the ones that severed under me for years knew its business as usual. What can I say I'm a badass that get stuff done I'm not here to babysit

"Someone get this trash out of my sight."

I looked at the horrfid face of Lt ( which I cant remember his name...what you expect me to remember every cannon fodder and trash name.)in the eyes

"Don't fail me again..Captain"

As I continue watching the dogfight of the fighters doing their best to protect my ship and escorting the bombers doing their bombing runs.Normally I wouldn't be bothered if it was a standard fleet of the Republic due I customize the Black Pearl to take that kind of punishment and give it out ten times worse...but its seem that Murphy law and rest of his family come to bite me in the ass...I should of have been more prepared.I guessing there some kind of power play going on again,problem is I can't figure out who it was this time...

Was it the dark council getting to big for their own good again or is it that cult of Bane rule of two.He sighed annoyed when two escort frigates turn into space trash.

"MAC 800 ton ammo down to fifteen percent and our ammo factory cant keep up with the demand"

"That was the the last of of fusion lances and damage control reports state that the weapon reactors are overheating, he's forced to do an emergency shutdown or risk the losing the ship!"shouted from one of officers

" we just lost our iron curtain system MkXII due to overloaded capacitors,we are back on shields" as one of the ships engineer spoke.

"Shields down to forty percent and falling we can't take much more of this kind of abuse captain! "yelled another one of the officers slowly losing his cool before the battle mediation kicked in again to restore order due I have been rationing using it due I been over using it for months without rest it for my endless pursuit of revenge....

Damn I missed my Hk droids at least they can keep calm in situations like this...plus it wouldn't be taxing on me.

Hearing the steel heels of armoured woman marching swiftly coming behind me then stops near besides me. A seven foot woman curves to die that would drive any man mad with lust, light mouse, blonde long wild soft curls hair, red wine eyes fully embracing the Darkside of the force, wearing a customize face mask covering her mouth while wearing the same armour class as her master but the female version to show off her body figure. She bows her head slightly in respect, while another three frigates become space dust.

"Forgive me for being forward Master but it seems we have been out played this time."

she spoke softly and sweetly like oozing honey as she spoke on our private com line.

"It appears to be the case my apprentice, but we might as well take many of these bastards with us before we use the Final protocol"

I speak to her in a calm voice

"Did you get everything we need my apprentice?"

"Yes my Master everything is ready in case of the protocol"

"I see my apprentice"

"Master I know this ship means alot to you but you did tried you hardest...don't let it upset you to much my love."

"It's just a ship my love, there will always be another one to take the mantle of the Black Pearl"

"Of course Master"

Watching more of the Republic fleet getting destroyed as few hammerhead class ships losing power and collapsing hulls into debris, a few corvettes tried to evade to the port and starboard sides of the Black Pearl only to feel the wrath of the hybrid broadside cannons. I feeling the countless deaths of both sides in the force as my crimson eyes glow more intense with rage.

"My lord we are receiving a transmission from their flagship "spoke the communications officer.

I switched out from my private com link to open in my helmet then spoke coldly with hate in my voice.

"Well let's hear what the bastards want now no doubt another call to get us to surrender"

The blue hologram sprang and flicks to life revealing a short green creature that look like it want to pass as a sage or something on the screen of the communication table.

"This is Grandmaster Bora of the Jedi council final chance to surrender know that you badly beaten and surrounded"

"This is Darth Striker here. Did you got bored or is it you are losing more ships than I am in the past few hours in this engagement to the point that Republic itself starting to lose faith in the Jedi by losing trillions of credits on a battle fleet just to capture the big bad Sith like me? Grandmaster Jedi" Mocking the little troll due i really hate it when people butcher the galaxic basic.

Of course my apprentice trying hard not to fall on the floor and laugh.

"Are you surrender is no shame... but before the rest of the council and Republic stand trail you will" in a sage voice not caring if I was mocking him, most likely to guess my next move through his own battle mediation. I just smiled at the unsuspecting fool...as I spoke five words that will forever go down in history.

"Catching the fallen sky Jedi"