The galaxy is at war…
A long-lived empire is at power,
Freedom fighters have come together to fight.
The rebels hide and strike when possible.
The empire seeks to destroy this resistance.
And in the process they discover a small moon in a very distant system…
This system is Karr…
Seven planets circle the blue-white sun…
One planet, Karrx, is about the size of what was known as the legendary Jupiter.
It has about fifty moons, most are too harsh to colonize.
But one, Karrxian Minor, is a canyon riddled colossus covered is a thick layer of jungle.
It was a perfect place for refugees,
With little more than exotic flowers, trees, and bizarre animals to show for itself.
It was thought to have been out of the reach of the empires dark grasp…
But the Emperor felt something…
Faint, but there…
This is the story of the irradication of the Karrs and how KarrXon came to be...
Chapter I: The Karrs.
The Karrs were an isolated people living in a system outside of the main galaxy. Their reason for being that far away from everything else was simple, to avoid contact with the Empire. Those who did not mind sacrificing certain freedoms for safety actually benefited from the Empire. But it did not matter what these people wished to do. They were wanted. They had no options but to hide or die.
The reason for this goes back a long, long, long time.
It was at the end of the Old Republic when Anakin Skywalker went on his rampage, killing every Jedi he could. But a few got away. A group of padawans had managed to hide in outer-rim systems, but whenever the Empire caught on they had to run. Eventually they decided to sneak away into deep space. Anakin, who was now known as Darth Vader, was furious at the fact that the last of the Jedi kept slipping away. After they had gotten past the borders of the galaxy they were then faced with a BIG problem. Where were they to go?
They could obviously not survive on a ship in deep space. They had to find a hospitable planet and they had to find one soon. They could no longer get supplies so they had to find a home before they all starved. They headed strait for the nearest galaxy. Most of the planets here were hostile, being either colder than Hoth or being giant bodies of molten rock. But one moon seemed to call their attention. The Force was with them. The moon was covered in very dense jungle and had sudden cliffs that were covered by the canopy of tall trees, making a walk in the forest very dangerous if you didn't watch your step. They tried to find a place to land but the jungle went on for as far as the eye could see. Even the oceans of this moon had massive tree-like plants that concealed the shallows and made the depths a maze of twisting plants. They had to crash land the ship in the canopy. The ship was no longer of any use. They gathered what they could and lowered themselves down to the forest floor below, which was covered in exotic ferns and plants.
Everything here was a new species and was foreign to them. They had no idea what to expect. But the planet seemed to suck them in, drawing them, the force was strong here, but it was not friendly to outsiders.
The planet was survivable, but it was certainly hostile. And they didn’t know it…
...They were forced to set up a village and fend for themselves. They started to form famillies. They tought their offspring the ways of the force and force adeptness became almost hereditary. But their main use of the force did not seem to come from themselves as much as it did the planet they orbited. Everything seemed happy...until one night.
It was a dark evening in the jungle. A young boy at about the age of fourteen was supposed to be in bed. He was wondering about outside of the village. He wasn't sure why, he just felt that the night called to him.
His name was Wirx Dantones, the grandfather of KarrXon.
The night called Wirx out, drawing him ever nearer with it's silently hipnotic song. He started to stray far from the village, walking and climbing in silence. He was walking on, and all he could do was watch in horror as he marched on becoming lost.
Lost. The night had him right he needed to be in order to start the deadly tale. The silent song of the Night imediately stopped. He found himself in the jungle, at night with no idea as to where he was. Alone.
Silence. Nothing. The planet was playing tricks on him.
"The planet?!" he thought to himself as he looked up into the sky through a small openning in the canopy.
Karrx was the biggest it had ever been sinse the Jedi had come. It also glowed an erie, white glow. He felt it call him. Breifly, he felt as if it would come down and swallow him whole.
But the nothingness of the Night soon returned. But this time, the force told him to go in a direction. He followed it, feeling very detatched.
He walked onward, again in the trance-like state as before. Until the ground dropped out from underneath him!
He was falling, and this was no illusion.
He fell into a hole in the ground. He fell for what seemed forever. He landed in a pool of water. The hole had turned from a mere shaft into a grand, underground hall of shadows.
The hall was lit by mirrors, reflecting the planet's glow, making the room's lighting dark and ambient. Great pillars reached up to the grey, marble ceiling high above.
He swam to the shore where the ground slid up out of the water and, much to his surprise, formed a longer hall, similar in design. He couldn't come back the same way he had come in. And the vacume-like feeling was drawing him in closer to the darkness at the end of the hall.
Little did he know that he'd be responcible for the condemnation of over half of his village. Condemnation to a fate worse than death.
The hall had bright white torches. Very unusual fire. But the long narrower hall past it had none and the black swallowed it up like a web, entangling anything that went past the reach of the white flames. He walked on...into the darkness...led by the song...
He walked on, no clue to where he was walking...he could not see his own hand in front of his face. He soon walking on a bridge, hanging over a pit that led to an underground lake that slightly glowed turcoise. He could see horrific shapes in the water. Giant serpents. Whaladons. Massive gators. He occasionally saw yellow eyes poke out and gleam up at him...waiting for him to fall.
But he did not. He reached a giant pedastel that hung over the lake. A beam of blue light shown through a hole in the ceiling, illuminating the platform. He stepped up to the platform. Apon reaching it, he saw two horrible faces, staring at him from the walls! They were statues carved from the walls. One was a black panther of some type, it beckonned him to touch the stone in the center of the platform. The other was a large lion with a mane of greatness. The lion seemed sad...yet, happy to see Wirx. The panther had a sneer, an evil grin, daring him.
He had to! He had to touch the odd stone in the center. He feared going back across the bridge, and he feared standing there...so he did the only thing left to do...touch the stone...
The stone was the lock and the touch was the key.
Little is known of the nature of what happened next...
The ground shook.
From below the platform, in the lake, Wirx heard the screams of what sounded like millions of souls. The screetching noise was becoming too much, enough to drive a man insane!
It grew lighter in the massive chamber. Wirx looked up from the stone, which had now desentagrated, to see a sight of disbelief and horridness.
The sinister face of the Jaguar no longer had the grin. Now it's mouth was gaping wide, almost as if intending to consume the platform! But it still had the evil smile look to it, thanking Wirx for his stupidity.
The great, warm face of the lion had also changed. The lion was now weeping! The Lion's face was so sad to be able to make any man who looked at it burst in tears!
They were now moving! The Jaguar stretched it's face, contorting it, striking fear in the heart of Wirx. The Lion was weeping moulten gold, which rolled down His face and fell into the water, sending gusts of steam up from the lake! The Lion was really weeping! The Jaguar was really biting! The moon was shaking with shattering tremors.
Wirx turned to the bridge and started to run! As he ran he saw the Lion standing on the far end of the bridge! The Lion's eyes shown a bright white and sent out beams of pure light whereever the Lion looked! The area around the lion seemed to never be in darkness, as if there was an aora of light emiting from the great, wild beast! Despite the size of the Lion and how fearsom He looked, Wirx felt almost as if he should follow Him.
The Lion bound ahead, barely in sight of Wirx. Wirx ran as hard as he could, using all of his strength and force. The Lion was so agile, bounding gracefully without a sound! The Lion went up a flight of stairs that Wirx had seen before. Wirx followed up the long winding stairway. At the top he a morning, orange sky and the Lion waiting for him. He ran as fast as he could! He felt the stairs trembling beneath him! They would soon fall into the abyss below!
He leaped out of the hole in the ground to find himself standing on top of a great mountain. The Lion had gone. He saw miles apon miles of tree tops in front of him, the sun was rising in front of him. This was the first sunrise ever witnessed in the Karr system, it was also the most beautiful sunrise in the universe! The whole moon in front of him, and yet...something was wrong...something was dreadfully wrong!
