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Marcus stood on the Bridge of the Reclaimer as he witnesses the 'Hydra' lifting itself out of the land base factory. The Hydra was 600 meters long with three main thrusters along with four auxiliary thrusters.

The armament consisted of five medium turbo laser batteries, Six point-defense light laser batteries, and three tractor beam batteries.

The hanger housed 40 Mark VI Supremacy-class starfighters which replaced the standard Sith Interceptor that came with the blueprint. Along with the Starfighters, we're five Imperial assault shuttles.

It's been four weeks since Marcus gave out his order of manufacturing the Interdictor-class cruiser which was dubbed 'Hydra'. Originally the project would have been completed in two weeks but he forgot about including the personnel who would fly the ship.

Marcus then looked towards a datapad that was giving constant updates regarding the manufacturing of Low-Quality CD droids.

'Even Low-Quality would be a compliment... Their memory core is not even a hundredth compared to the CD drones I woke up to. Even when I have the originals to compare to I don't understand what most of their components are even made of... They're pretty much different droids pretending to be CD Droids at this point.' Marcus then pressed a button on the datapad as the words 'manufacturing halted' appeared on it.

SN-21 who was standing nearby spoke at this moment.

"Shall we put in an order to scrap the extra defects? I suggest beginning mass production of Sith War Droid Mark 1's to fill the combatant roles on board the Reclaimer." Marcus swore he saw SN-21 simulating a smug face when she spoke of the 'defects'.

"I suppose so, as of now each CD is valuable research material. If one gets destroyed I can't simply replace them with another copy as of yet." Marcus then headed for the navicomputer as he needed to decide on which planet to sent the Hydra too.

As he began examining the map he had a second thought.

'How long would it take to produce a substantial amount of droids to mine a planet hollow? Would it not be quicker to simply scan the asteroids in wild space for resources?' Knowing this Marcus looked around for any asteroid fields on the map and luckily enough there was a large field of them at the edge of the solar system that Odessen orbited in.

"Send the Hydra here and task them with scanning the Asteroids for resources we can use." as he placed his finger on the holographic table SN-21 responded.

"Orders acknowledged Commander O'Neal" As she left the room Marcus could not help but look down towards his hands and examine them. He then began walking towards his workshop as he wanted to continue working on his personal side project.

Having nothing else to do besides sleep or continue reading through blueprints he places his attention on building rather than be unproductive. Once he arrived he sat down on a stool before examining two objects. The first object was a plain screwdriver while the second object was a strange object that looked like a pen.

The 'pen' had a small screen along its edge with a green button around the center of the device. Marcus set his attention on the screwdriver as he closed his eyes and 'reached' for it but after a while and not feeling anything he sighed out of annoyance as he manually grabbed the screwdriver alongside the 'pen' and began working on it.

'Self-teaching regarding the force is pretty hard, I tried replicating everything I could remember from both games and movies but nothing...'

Marcus began opening the device and uncovered the shell allowing him to examine a small glass sheet with a micro scanner attached to it.

After a few hours passed and triple-checking each component used in the device he closed it and examined the screen.

*Awaiting Blood Sample.*

Seeing that the device was running he placed the small opening against his fingertip and once he pressed the green button he felt a small prick. Soon he read the screen.

*Processing...*

'What will my Midi-chlorian count be? 10,000? 15,000? I hope it's equal to Anakin's... The dude had what? 20,000?' suddenly the device within his hand vibrated singling Marcus that the scanning was completed by what he saw caused him to ender a state of furry.

*Error*

Marcus knew that this was not a program error, All life within the galaxy had Midi-chlorians but once a person dies then so does the Midi-chlorians as their hosts are no longer to sustain them. If you test a dead person's blood? Error...

Marcus was not an inhabitant of this universe so he concluded. He has no chance of using the force, out of rage he grabbed the device and threw it towards the wall resulting in it shattering into parts.

Still unable to contain his anger he started pushing his crowded workstation supplies to the floor before slamming both fists on the table.

"WHY! YOU KIDNAPPED ME FROM MY HOME AND YOU COULD NOT EVEN LET ME USE THE FORCE? FOR WHAT? AM I ENTERTAINMENT FOR YOU? A TEST RUN?" as Marcus reached the peak of his raged fuel state he slammed his fists down for a final time as he broke bones within his hands.

Feeling this caused Marcus to slightly calm down as he walked out of his workshop while yelling towards a CD.

"Inform SN-21 to meet me in the medbay immediately!" soon the CD froze as it contacted her and returned to its task.

Once Marcus arrived at the medbay he found SN-21 already waiting as she spoke.

"How did the command become injured? No authorized entity could or have boarded the Reclaimer." Marcus just ignored her while giving her a direct order.

"Speed up everything and prepare an invasion towards the planet known as the Wellspring Of Life. I don't care how but I want the parasite exterminated. No... Everything infected needs to be exterminated! Man! Women! Child! I don't care!" as he began screaming towards the end the force felt his threat...

Soon the galaxy would enter a new war. A war that would determine an entire galaxy's fate. A war unlike any other using weapons some would consider war crimes.

All of those with a significant amount of Midi-chlorians heard a message.

Be it Sith or Jedi.

Be it Fallen Sith Lords or Grandmasters.

Be it Force Ghosts connected to the physical plane vita Holocron or forgotten relic.

They heard the force speak.

"War is coming..."