บท 39: V.1-C.39│Slave Rebellion V│

"It is a go."

And with that allowance a massive shift is felt by everyone as the air feels like static. Everyone pauses as the power goes done for a second before it is restored and with confused expressions look around to what what had happened.

'Time to free some slaves.' Anakin then says out loud within his Vader persona. "Everyone who you had enslaved and had allowed to be enslaved have now been freed."

'Start broadcast.' Anakin had set up not only the special device meant to target the slave implants but also a grand projector over everywhere possible so that everyone would be informed of what had just happened.

This was done to ensure that the people who were enslaved and those who wanted to help come stand up and or escape because now would be the time.

Vader being uninterrupted while running outside of Jabba's palace started up the broadcast system set in place.

"Residents of Tatooine, the slaves, the locals, the criminals, the scum and villainy. I have come here today to set a precedent among the Outer Rims." Vader in his modulated voice continues.

"For a long time many have been plagued by famine, by conflict and economic downturn. You freedoms and liberty stripped from your being or your being extorted because of the crime allowed here in the Outer Rims."

"Allowed here on Tatooine are things that should not be allowed. The restriction of your individuality."

"I say no more. Break your chains and rise up. Rise up and no more have to be ordered, to be used as amusement or entertainment for your masters because they are no more then the same as you."

"As every other being that is living. Everyone here shall know freedom and those who were the tormentors, the oppressors shall be exiled from this planet, from this system."

Vader cut the transmission after saying one more thing. "I have declared that Jabba the Hutt is incompetent so he shall be overthrown."

Chaos erupted within the various settlements across Tatooine with the capital of the planet being this most perilous. People that had slaves were now having to fight them of or trying to calm them down over what was just said.

Not all slaves were as brave and obediently followed their masters orders even after the broadcast was shown. To reassure the more passive of the bunch, Anakin had miniature broadcasts running throughout displaying how and when others were rescued or freed.

Grievous and Vader did not have to deal with much attention after everything had begun with Jabba leaving through an escape spaceship that he could have held back but didn't. There were no slaves on board with them abandoning near everything and everyone after the realization hit that they had no chance.

Within the atmosphere, Vader had called on his droid army to create a blockade around the planet but instead of stopping those who are leaving he only intends to stop those would like to enter.

"I think our time would be best used to help calm down the chaos within Mos Espa." Grievous states.

"That sounds like a great idea." Vader agrees.

The two head off and jump onto their own speeders to make their way back to the capital of Tatooine.

Out within the streets of Mos Espa, Vader had made his way there. 'War, war never changes.'

A lot of criminals had been starting to band together to start factions to start to gain control within the streets of Mos Espa, unfortunately for them most if not all of the buildings and land had been owned by either Anakin overtly or secretly.

Criminal scum would not be able to hold up in much places but there was an area everyone, at least those who were in on the action gravitated towards.

Droids were seen evacuating people, specifically those considered defenseless and were only recently freed. Confident slaves had made a break for it but there were some held back and that was what the droids were there for.

To access and eliminate any threat that could harm innocents and thankfully within their programming they are able to identify who were what would be considered enemies from allies and neutral people.

A large amount of records had been kept through Anakin's network that every droid was able to connect too allowing them to be efficient in the capture and seizure of individuals that were in the wrong.

Vader was not after everyone who had done wrong on this planet especially since it would take to long to get all of them in one swoop so he had specifically set his droids on a path to hunt down slavers.

They were his primary target after all.

A few people are shot down as Vader uses his powers to subdue people creating even more chaos but that is only natural. He cannot save everyone.

'It was foolish for the original to think he could.'

Sufferings happens every minute, every second and people die. Lots of people and what Anakin wants to do is try to create an empire free from the sufferings people experience. But he isn't perfect and mistakes can happen just as it does for everyone else.

Vader notices a small commotion happening a distance away from him. "Father no! dont be stupid, put the gun away or you'll get us killed."

"Shut it boy, these slaves need helping. I may be a drunkard but even I know what is right from wrong and I have had enough."

"But father!"

"Enough boy! I didn't tell you this but, your mother was a slave. Specifically she was a runaway that was fortunate enough to not have that damnable implant stuck into her and when she died giving birth to you I promised to raise you right." The drunken man Vader had encountered the night prior was speaking towards his son.

"S-she was a slave?" The lad asks confused.

"Yes, and I think it is time I avenged her. She was so broken and beat down that it was a miracle she gave you to me." The man tears up and then his expression morphs into anger. "I will help these people! For they are like my own, and are in fact apart of my life and yours!"

"You stay at home boy, dont go getting hurt now."

'Well that was an interesting piece of information but I should probably get everything settled and round up all of the slavers first. Other criminals will probably go into hiding or leave the planet. Both are good enough for me, for now at least.' Anakin thought to himself.

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Mos Eisley Cantina, Chalmun's Spaceport Cantina.

While all the chaos was going on, a ragtag band of criminal scum had banded together to defeat the rebellious slaves. Not all criminals were stupid enough to group together like that since they had seen the carnage brought down upon villain's would resisted arrest.

Hanging around a group of rowdy individuals would not do them any good and most certainly prolong the inevitable.

Chalmun's Spaceport Cantina, also known as Chalmun's, Chalmun's Cantina, double-c/ceecee by the city militia, the Mos Eisley Cantina or simply The Cantina, was a popular drinking and dining establishment located in the city of Mos Eisley on the desert world of Tatooine.

Now it had become overrun with slavers with their hired mercenaries, combat droids or the like helping them defend themselves against the incoming slaughter. The owners of the bar had promptly left not wanting to deal with what happens next.

"Hey! Help out over here, there are more droids coming from the front!"

"Coming from the front, what the-" The person was cut off from the sound of an explosion that rocked the building.

"Great, just great. Stupid lowlife slaves rising up against us, their betters. I was just in the middle of enjoying myself with one of my own before being interrupted."

"Shut up, no one cares. Right now we have hell to pay and the devil has come knocking."

The rowdy bunch were frightened while the intelligent had tried to leave but were captured and rounded up elsewhere while the stupid holdouts were able to hold off for a bit longer. They very well might not live to see another day.

After a while things seem to calm down, hours pass by with not a sound but the distance echoes of screams and cries from men and a few women. 'What did you think all slavers were men?'

Slowly the people within the Cantina had held out long enough, had destroyed enough droids that had come after them to take a long needed respite.

The wind starts to pick up from the outside, the howls start to become unbearably loud and a deep breath could be heard. Modulated, synthesized, computerized and unnatural in its sound did it slowly make its way forward.

"What is that!?" Someone shouts.

"Quiet you idiot!" Another snaps at the idiot that made noise.

From within everyone slowly starts to see a figure step out of the howling winds the brought up a cloud of dust. Cloaked in black barely able to see anything or make out any features but as it approaches they start to feel something.

Something deep inside themselves telling them to run, to hide. To make sure the devil doesn't see them, doesn't hear then.

The wind starts to become much more bearable and quiet, the dust and sand starts to settle. "What is that monster?" One of the slavers eyes go wide open, shocked at the huge figure just outside their holdout.

Electricity or lightning creeps around the being, starting to emit a bright light illuminating the features of what they would only describe as terrible, horrific as despite the humanoid cyborg made itself known was frightening.

Slowly it walks towards them.

"Fire! Shoot at the fucker!" At the slavers command everyone starts shooting, the slavers and the mercenaries that hired them. But the shots are either absorbed by the figure, deflected or outright miss as if the shots were guided in another direction.

"Fuck! Pass me a drink." Most within have had a long day and had become drunk in the process but not to the point of being unable to fight back.

While everyone was occupied, all but one noticed that their droids were not attacking the person that come be seen. "Hey you! Stupid droid, junk for parts cant even listen to simple directives." This person kicks the droid but what he doesn't expect is for the droid to stop the kick.

The droid looks directly into the mans eyes and says something that completely terrifies him. "Die."

No one was none the wiser as they continued to shoot at the distraction. "Why isn't it dying! What kind of monster is it!"

"It is immortal, invulnerable!"

"There is no being that can not die. Keep firing until we got nothing left and that should finish him."

More and more they fired at the dark figure and as they do so, a cloud of dust, dirt, grime and sand obscure their view and the figures lightning-electric show of lights dimmed.

"Did we get him?"

"Hah! See I told ya, there was no way someone could survive an onslaught such as that." Everyone starts to get into a cherry mood raising their spirits but before they could have a mini-celebration they noticed the air was clearing.

The moons of Tatooine shine brightly and shine a light onto the figure revealing Vader in his full glory standing tall and floating above the air.

"Oh my." Someone lets out.

Vader's voice was projected to the people within the Cantina. "I am amused by your efforts and praise your resilience as despite your terrible characters and lack of judgement you at least tried. I can say that is more than what a few had done before they had some terrible accidents."

Now feeling the pressure everyone within is unsure of how to continue. "And for your efforts I am willing to award you. Award you all, I shall."

"You will let us go?" One asks in a hopeful voice.

Vader says nothing but lets a silence befall them all as the moonlight shines upon him and upon them all.

"Execute order 69." Comes the chilling reply of Vader.

The droids within along beside everything else as if a flick had switched pick up their weapons and point it towards everyone. Their supposed masters, allies of their masters and mercenaries that had decided to stay along with the slavers and worst of the worst criminals still left on Tatooine, unchecked.

Blaster shots are fired and then chaos is once again ensued as from within the droids perfectly dealt with the nuisances inside.

The droids from within start a chant that further terrifies those inside. "Blood for the Master!" Over and over the chant continues.

"Punishment shall be given. None shall go unbent, unbroken, unjudged by the hand of our Master."

"Blood for the Master!" They continuously chant as they slaughter the survivors of the initial backstab.

After the deed had been done the droids one by one got into formation and marched outside from within creating a resonating sound with their metal appendages tapping the ground below them.

All of them line up in front of their Lord, Lord Vader.

Saluting they stand tall and straight, which it is seems impossible that they wouldn't but nonetheless this was meant as a show of obedience and absolute loyalty.

"Lord Vader, the mission has been completed. All inside have been eliminated, exterminated and the survivors were put out of their misery."

"Good, there is no need for unnecessary suffering even if they had deserved what had been done to them."

Vader had a plan all those years ago when setting up Skywalker Industries and it wasn't only to make his life and the life of his mother comfortable. It was for other goals and aspirations as well, this one in particular.

The infiltration and cultivation of trust these slavers would have for their droids was meant to be used as a way that if need be would execute them when ordered.

Vader had not needed them for a while now as it had practically become useless up till this point. 'At least my miniature plan came to fruition, I guess.'