Star Wars: Age of Peace - Chapter 3: Re: Alderaan

"Rectar Pholdarn was once a Jedi," Cregan explained. "One of the most powerful ones there's ever been. But we sensed a darkness in him and he was banished. We don't know what happened to him after that."
"Apparently, he joined the Sith," Torn said. "And he's not the only one. The Sith army is much larger than expected, they must have been planning this for some time. It's curious though, how could they have hidden from us for so long. And who is leading them. We must find answers to these questions."
"Rectar seemed far stronger than when we met him last," Liib added. "I could sense conflict within him. It's clear that something else occurred during his banishment. His is a mystery that must be solved."

"Agreed," said Torn.
"It may not be the way of the old Jedi, but I concur," said Cregan. "Pholdarn is a monster. He can't be allowed to live."
The ship landed and the Jedi were met outside their vehicle by General Tarkhil.
"Welcome, Jedi," he said. "To the new, and might I add, improved Alderaan!"
He opened his arms and highlighted the many men working on gigantic monoliths of metal that pierced the sky. The ground was made from similar metal and throughout the entire surface a low humming could be felt through the planet.
"I'm sure you're curious to see what the galaxies taxes are being spent on, so I'll give you a tour," Tarkhil said.

"Precisely," Tarkhil said. "The Death Star was the first device that was built that had enough power to destroy an entire planet. What we've created, "The Life Core," does something even more powerful. It generated enough magnetic power to essentially create a synthetic planet. It may not look like much yet, but at the center of this gigantic sphere is a man-made core, strong enough to keep everything held together and hold it in orbit. We've created the first man-made world. And it serves as a monument to a piece of galactic history. Now, if you'll follow me, we've prepared rooms for you."

"Though it is quite secret, I can assure you that it is all perfectly legal," Tarkhil said. "Currently, New Alderaan, as we're calling her, isn't open to civilians. The only people currently on-planet are workers, Galactic Union Representatives, and yourselves. If you'll follow me, I will show you to your new home."
Tarkhil smiled, tapping his cane on the ground happily and leading the Jedi down the long metallic street. The sounds of metal striking metal and the sizzling of molten elements cried loudly through the streets. Tall metallic structures littered both sides of the street as they walked. Most looked incomplete, some looked shiny and new. On every corner there were men working to bring the once destroyed planet back to life.
Cregan frowned, a worried look coming over his face.
"What troubles you, my friend?" Liib asked him.
"This planet is dead," Cregan said. "The Force does not flow here. These man made machines do not match the natural flaw of a planet. Everything is so... quiet here."
"You-sa crazy," Malewa said. "Me-sa gettin' headaches wid alla dis noise!"
"The sounds are loud, yes," Cregan agreed. "But the Force is silent here."
"Hopefully we will not have to be here long," Liib said, patting the Sith on the back. "Besides, quiet is just what we need if we are to hide from out enemies."
"I have a bad feeling about this," Cregan said.
Soon, Tarkhil was stopping outside of a large metallic structure. A tall building, over twenty stories high, stood before him.
"Welcome to the Organa Safehold," Tarkhil said. "Named, of course, after the fearless princess who helped crush the Empire. It is one of the few establishments that is completely renovated, and I can assure you, we have spared no expense. This is a luxurious estate that provides comfort and safety for close to a million people. It was designed to even be able to withstand the force of the destructive laser of the Death Star. No place in the galaxy is more protected."
The Jedi stared in awe of the massive structure. A worker walked up to Tarkhil and whispered something in his ear.
"I'm afraid this is where I leave you, Jedi," Tarkhil said. "Some of my fellow Union representatives await you inside if you have further questions. Please, enjoy your stay on New Alderaan."
Tarkhil walked off, leaving the Jedi to venture into the building on their own.

"Frey, we need you here," Torn said. "Gutta sacrificed himself to make sure we survived. We need to regroup if we are to battle the Sith. We can't have you distracted."
Cregan silently nodded in agreement.
Liib folded his arms and said nothing.

"But Rectar is a problem," Liib said. "If he's working with the Sith... I shudder to think what he might do. He alone could wipe out all of us. I could sense him even through all the chaos. His power is strong."
"I agree," Cregan said. "Something must be done."
"It may take all of us to stop him," Torn said. "We can't spare that any soldiers."
"Hmm, it appears we are in a dilemma," Cregan said. "What happened to Greye?"
"He never reported in," Torn said. "He's likely still on Lothal tracking down the slavers."
"We're going to need him and his master if she's still alive," Cregan said.
"In the meantime, what do we do about Rectar?" Liib asked.