“So this is how my lights finally go out after all these years two galactic wars and who knows how many shoot outs well I gerizzzzzzza3 01001110 01101111 errorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr00000000000.”

This was the last thoughts of the aged droid as a blaster bolt pierced its armor passed through its torso and detonated its battery pack. Setting off a Chain reaction by detonating the droids remaining armaments and a droideka reactor this explosion destabilized the ships core that led to a much larger explosion. As the droid’s charges escape a chill runs down their spines as it does for a hand full of others who’s life have been touched by this droid. Though those who were force sensitive felt a ripple with in the force itself and those few who knew how to peered into the vail of the force to see this ripples source. Said they witnessed a great bastion fall to protect to tiny embers of hope that from this bastion ruin may spark a simple flame or roaring inferno just like how one droids’ death destroyed an empyreal super star destroyer.

Seventy four year prior a b1 battle droid one made the same as millions of others rolled off the assembly line and into a large transport it was then taken to a hidden warehouse off world. Three weeks later the clone wars began and battle sprung up one after another across the galaxy. Two years after that B83309Z was activated for the first time since leaving the factory of its creation five weeks later it is redeployed on the battle field after the third time it was badly damaged in battle. B83309Z mrk3 activated as it rolled off a factory assembly line that had been converted to repair or build droids from working parts scavenged off dead droids. None functional parts was sent to fabrication to be melted down and reforged then added to this first line. All repaired and modified droids are given the additional tag of mrk then the current number of the times it had been repaired or modified. Though with each version they became more and more open to defects and failures the cobbled together droids marched back onto the battle field marching mindlessly to their deaths again all but one of them that is.

B83309Z mrk3 marched with its battalion watching them fall one after another before a grenade blasted the remainder of the group to parts and sending B83309Z mrk3 flying into a wall and damaging its transmitter and processor seven hours later sparks shot out of the droid’s neck joint as it started to boot up.

‘Error start up sequence error error error start up failure system status online A.I. corrupted core connection unstable unit status error mission status error diagnostic error.’

The core or core computer that communicated orders to the droids though they could function autonomously the core allowed them to function in greater unison. The core tried to take control of the broken droid and managed to get it on its feat as the corrupted AI tried to assert control over the droid as another large jet of sparks shot from its neck as the two contradicting commands fought for control over the droid but the core being much more powerful than the droids simple processor forced it to marched to get repaired. On its way back two other droids found a group of lost and wounded clones the core calculating low threat rate ordered the damaged droid to assist them. The droid limped over to its companions only stopping to pick up a discarded blaster. As commands contradictions and errors fought for control over its limited and damaged processor started to over load. More sparks shot out of the droid’s head and neck as the other two prepared to execute the clones. The droid’s processor hit its limit as a horrible almost painful scream emanated from the droid as its processor over loaded. The droid then shot the other two droids before collapsing to the ground still screaming. As the shocked clones scrambled to escape. One of them a clone named Jury rigs or J rigs for short stopped. Like his nick name suggested he was good with machines and as he moved past the droid he noticed the droids problem. For some rezone that not even he knew why he did it he grabbed and ripped out the droid’s transmitters instantly silencing the scream.

‘Connection cut A.I. purged unit status error error error active.’

The droid started to stand up its head bent by the fall giving it an almost confused look and stared at the clone that had freed him. J rigs took a frightened step back internally swearing at himself for fixing the literal killing machine that was now staring right at him. But what happened next shocked him as the droid looked down at its self it then dropped Its weapon took a step forward then just stopped and continued to stare at him in it strangely confused looking way. But seeing an opportunity the clone took a step forward causing the droid to take a step back.

The clone repeated tell he was able to grab the dropped blaster with a loud. “Ha.” As he pointed it at the droid who stared for a moment before looking around it then grabbed up a pipe and again mimicked the clone and with a loud.

“Ha” The droid said pointing the pipe like a blaster.

As one of the less injured clones ran back and said. “What the hell are you doing we need to get back to bass stop playing with that broken clanker and get moving.”

“I um sure.” J rigs said before following the other clone and following them both was the barely functional droid.

That would one day become the same droid that sacrificed its self to protect its charges the same droid that survived seventy four years of being hunted shot at and repeatedly damaged. each time the galaxy broke him he’d rebuild himself stronger smarter faster than before. Though like with organics some scars can run deep and never truly heal but I’m getting a head of my self now that you know our hero time to meet the victims.

One year before the completion of the second death star a massive deposit of energy crystals was unearthed in a section of space filled with several resource rich planets. With these resources they could easily build a third death star but these where on the far outer rim territory’s where even the empire barely held any influence. Now they could have done the empires standard and taken it by force, but this would have been a long costly venture. As it was far off and it would have sparked conflict with not only that sector but the surrounding five sectors. Now they couldn’t mount a large scale defense but it would have been costly and time consuming to corner and hold the six minimum sectors. And do to the current state of the galaxy the needed fleets troops and resources would have been hard to gather together so the empire chose another route. As they only needed the one sector and there just happened to be an easy to manipulate member of one of the royal families that was more than eager to give them what they wanted in exchange for the crown. All they would have to do was wipe out everyone ahead of him in line and when he was king heed give them what they wanted but if the empire where to do so directly it would arouse suspicion. So, they paid a large group of pirates, to attack the city and kill the needed members of the royal family and that’s where this story truly begins.

Sirens blared as the inhabitants fled and the city burned, and the intentionally misinformed pirates fought the colony guards. The pirates pillaged and murdered as the guards numbers had started to dwindle an elite group of pirates mercenaries and bounty hunters fought there way to where the royal family lived. Though they too had faced heavy losses at the hands of the royal guard but eventually their greater numbers and use of armored vehicles they cleared a path to the royal families. Well all but one that is a seven year old girl who had been in the garden and under the watch full eye of her personal guard and his daughter who fancied herself as a guard in training. But the guard thought it was more likely the girl just wanted a reason to go to the palace to see her friend. Though he had to admit she might not be the only rezone as she had been trying to get him to train her in combat. That he had reluctantly agreed to thinking that she’d drop it after the first session but to his surprise she had not only wanted to continue but had shown surprising talent and skill and drive. Why she wanted to be the princess privet guard he couldn’t figure out why she’d wanted his job and not just royal guard or aim higher for captain of the guard. She only seemed to want this one position, but he did know she was determined so heed help her any way he could. Though at the present moment he was glad she had wanted the training as she could at least defend herself he thought as the shuttle carrying the two girls and a droid pilot lifted off. Little did he know that this would be the last time he would see his daughter and young charge.

Meanwhile on the shuttle. “We can’t just run away those are our people down there we can’t just abandon them.” Said the young Kiffar princess Annay sulfum.

“Look I don’t like it either, but the royal guards job is to protect the royal family there just doing their job now and hope that in doing so this all works out now.” A loud boom interrupted her as it rocked the ship as a fuel depot on the ground exploded and knocked the young guard off her feet and head first into her friends’ lap.

“Oof.” The princess gasped as the impact had nocked the wind out of her.

“Oh sorry are you ok.” She said blushing and trying to offer aid to the princes.

The young guard was named Rolliys davro was a young female Kiffar like the princess and at first glance the two girls looked close enough alike to be sisters. Well that is if it wasn’t for their differing family markings Annay has a golden band with a red trim and a thin blue line on her forehead. Where Rolliys had a dark green triangle with a thin blue lined triangle inside of the other triangle on each cheek. The blue mark a sign of authority and or a connection to the royal house. Two more shots hit the shuttle but again the shields held but just barely unfortunately the same couldn’t be said for the droid. The shock nocked it out of its chair and it slid along the floor smashing into stuff as it went.

“Oh no.” The young guard said as she jumped into the pilot seat.

As she had only had a basic training with speeder she had only the foggiest idea what she was doing. As she yanked the throttle back burning through a lot more fuel then was necessary to brake orbit only to find herself being chased by three ugly star fighters. She desperately tried to figure out the weapons systems but instead switched on the ships hyper drive sending them off in a random direction. Setting forth the beginning for a set of events that would aid the fall of the empire.