Prime Minister Ecka looked across Aguirre City. As more and more of those projectiles headed towards his beautiful planet. Destroying everything in their path. He watched as the young man Keven Tarr projected the planet and all the people onto a screen. He prepared to share it with the galaxy. Maybe then someone would see and help. But then he screamed. He pointed to the screen and he was pale. Sir, he said. His voice was shaking. That projectile is full of Tibbana gas and it is heading straight for the sun!
Can we get everyone out of the system in time? No,Keven said.And we can't leave because all the ships have left. Tell all remaining ships to jump to hyperspace. Get as far away from here as they can. Also project the entire planet and the sun to the galaxy. If this is Hetzals last moments let the galaxy see! So Keven did and all across the galaxy people watched in fear. Some cried. Some shielded their children and the projectile got closer and closer to the sun. Lina Soh watched from Courasnat. In Heztal's final moments she watched. From Courasnat younglings watch in fear. Padawans wondered why no one was doing anything. And masters watched in sadness there was nothing they could do.
The galaxy watched as the projectile hit the sun. Then the feed went dark. And Hetzal with it. Ecka died with his people never knowing if any escaped.He died with his people. All the containers from the projectiles which no one in the Republic would ever learn were full of people from the Legacy Run; they would also all die.
Meanwhile in No-Space Marchio Roe smiled. All had gone to plan. Soon the galaxy, the Republic and the Jedi would bow before him in fear.
Meanwhile on other planets other projectiles would crash into them killing millions instantly. For some of the business owners on the planets they would gather up all their employees and their families and head to space above the planet until whatever happened ended. It wasn't a lot but those who did it truly cared about their people. All the ships decided to clump together. Across all the planets there were about 1,000 ships in total. Carrying billions of people. There were a lot of planets. Most were only hit once but on every ship the people on board watched as a storm emerged from the deep of space. Some didn't know what it was and for those who did they felt a pit in their stomachs. It was the Nihil. Some ships jumped to hyperspace but many didn't have a chance as they were boarded. Some of the business owners would try to fight but there was nothing they could do. All the people on board died and their ships were left adrift.
Linh Soh looked over the Coruscant skyline and tried not to cry. What had happened to Hetzel! What happened to all of them? She couldn't think about it. But she had to save her people.
Marichion Ro smiled. Death was coming and no one could stop him. He watched as more and more ships flew away from No-Space. All those brave Nihil. They had no idea what was coming.
Across the galaxy people were still recovering from what they had seen. Some feared the same fate. Some laughed.
Some met the same fate. It took minutes. Or days. Perhaps weeks. Death came knocking.
Eventually Death came for Corasant. Marchion Ro jumped out of hyperspace and smiled as the first emergence hit the planet he turned on the HoloNet showing the news it was chaos. He watched until all of them had crashed into the planet and he turned on his Hologram made to transmit to the whole galaxy.
This is Marichon Ro. The Republic and the Jedi tried to keep us down. But now they are gone. The galaxy will bow down before me.
And so the galaxy did. The galaxy fell apart and eventually when the Nihil died the Hutts replaced them and on and on forever it continued the galaxy from an Era of peace to falling apart at the seams.
Planets fell in social and economic ruin. Perhaps there will be a time of peace but not for a long time. The moment Hetzal went dark. So did the galaxy.
