Bast Castle

[Corey Dooku]

Corey turns looking back at the sky listening to Volk, he feels there is more to this. He was right though, he still needed to heal. Corey places his hands behind his back an slowly walks thinking, he nods when he told him to continue to make friends with the Jedi, Sith and the others. He will not lead them here he turns and faces Volk.

"No one will know you are here or alive as far as I am concerned. Yes, one can not lead when no one is there to follow. I will do what I must, seek information. Wait one minute, I know the Jedis are after SK."

Corey slams his hands together, you could sense the Anger growing within.

"I can see what is going on with that, even find out how strong SK Sith Order really is."

He turns away from Volk and starts to go the way they came back to Selena. He waves as he walks off.

"I will return only when I need someting. I will send my Star Destroy to assist with the repairs here."

Once out of view Corey climb inside Selena and lifts off and is gone.

[Emanon]

Volk watches him walk off, and shakes his head. He would need to be out there helping out if they were going to make things work. Corey tends to get into trouble and would need back up.

If he was going to continue to play dead, and not let anyone find out he was alive. Then a disguise was in order to remain in the shadows. For all intent and purposes Volk Malreaux was dead....maybe someone else should be born in his place?

No name came to mine, he thinks as he walks off in the direction Corey left. No name, no name....spelled backward was EMANON that's the name he would take as his disguise.

It was time to head back into orbit, he had done enough today. Let his men continue to work, and report to the Captain later.......his shuttle heads back into orbit.

[Corey Dooku]

Captain Villium, sits down going over the progress of the repairs. If they were at the Grey Order home world this could go a little faster, they were repairing the castle and shipyard. Then a image of Corey appeared before him. He stands and lower his head.

“Master Dooku, its good to see you. What can I do for you sir?”

Corey smiles and nods

“Captain I am here at the KDY shipyard, send three Star Destroyers here. Send Death Trap among the other two. Have all the ships logs erased so no one will no where they been an place them all under my name as Admiral. So, how does it goes there anyway?”

CPT “Sir, its slow. I am glad to hear that I can send three your way. I will stay here and send Captain Lee to command the three and continue our efforts to finish here.”

Corey “No, only make repairs what you can. Once the three here are done I will replace them with the rest. So until then Captain.”

Corey image fades as Captain Villium turns and orders three ships to head to KDY. He placed Captain Lee incharged of the mission. In orbit, three ships leaves orbit at best speed with Captain Lee in command.

[Emanon]

Many things had been accomplish over three months since they had arrived, the Captain, thinks to himself looking out the main bridge veiwport at the planet below. His orders had been precise.....get Bast Castle up and running and protect the planet.

That he had done and so much more, since his Commander the Grey Jedi known as Volk Malreaux had departed to parts unknown. The planet had been conqueored, the former retreat of Darth Vader had seen some intensive repairs to its walls and defenses. There had even been a small space repair dock that could hold two star destroyers built.

Now all that needed doing was for Volk to come back.....

[Emanon]

He had been back for a few weeks now, slowly recuperating from injures sustained in the Unknown Regions. His return had brought about many things. The most important was the destruction of the Grey Jedi Order or so he thought. An old brother had taken up the reins of leadership in the absence of others. Tried in vain to bring back something that should have been left in its grave.

The old temple was in ruins, dust and death filled its halls and rooms. Once alive with the Force and pupils studying the secretive ways of the Grey Jedi, he had found empty. Walking the halls he had found himself in the Council Chambers, its walls lined with previous Kages and noble brothers and sisters no longer with them and had found a spark of hope.

He had left Sekot, travel to his ancestral home on Vjun. Claimed his birthright and home and set about reforming a new Order. Then the Force had lead a server to him. He had explained the hopelessness that was the old Grey Jedi Order, but the stranger had spoken with conviction that he could unite those that had been lost. That the balance required it from him and those of like mind with him. So it was agreed then and there at the foot steps of Bast Castle to try one last time......

[Emanon]

In the meditation room that had once belonged to Lord Vader, a lone person sat quietly his focus on the currents of the force. Drifting along silently never fighting or trying to glean to much of what it showed him. As he had found out the hard way, the future was always in motion. There was no need to grow excited or angry at what one saw. The Force would either lead one there and show them the way or wouldn't.

He was alone now, just as he was alone kneeling in the center of the meditation room. Wife lost along with his daughter, where? He never found that out. So he lived for the here and now. Let tomorrow sort itself.

There had been many plans, many preparations made. The most surprising was in the training room, a few stories below him. An enemy, a child, a Yuuzhan Vong....one he had kidnapped and kept. At first it was for spite, for insurance against the safety of his own family. The day he lost them, was the day the beating had taken place.

Everyday the beatings were worst than the last, but still the child survived and wouldn't break. Strong willed and brave for one so young, Volk took him on a different path. He saw something in the boy and nourished it, and so began the training. To take a Yuuzhan Vong and teach him the Grey Jedi way....was a slap to the face of the child's suspected mother- Lotva Shai.

[Emanon]

The boys training consisted of all of Volks knowledge, things he had learned from his Sith Master, Darth DarkChylde to the Jedi teachings of Master Hivolt. Though it was more of what he had taken from them and pieced together. The basis of what it meant to be a Grey Jedi and he left out the balance poodoo.

His teachings were about neutrality within the force itself. The old Grey's served the balance or what they viewed it as, which was wrong he always thought. The power shift between good and evil would always be there. You either helped it or fought against it. Most picked a side which he felt was wrong, others picked one then the other...switching sides like they changed robes.

It was an outdated method of doing things, he saw that now and would start from scratch. The Grey Jedi were what they are....people. They could be of all walks of life, some even leading questionable lives. The main difference is they didn't serve any side...dark or light, just the middle. This allowed them to draw the Force from both sides as they saw fit, with out consequence to themselves. Your fell to the darkside...you weren't a Grey. You joined the Light you weren't a Grey.....neutrality meant no sides.

That was what he taught the boy warrior, who was named Azca Shai.