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RFRS - The Trigalis Incident

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24 BBY, 49 years before the Yuuzhan Vong cleansing of the galaxy.

Auset screams in pain as she crouches along the rocks near the salt brine of the True Way Faith Tabernacle on the Isle Sanctuary planet Haruun Kal. She grips the loose gravel to stifle the pain of contractions that squeeze through every nerve in her body. The false seawater lapses peacefully on the shore while she pants alone to bear the pain of childbirth. She welcomes loneliness, except while giving birth. She wishes her Liege's servants presence. But, as his concubine her low caste did not permit her access to his wealth and service. Her scream comes from another contraction as her baby pushes through. The Commander Zhat Lah and his Master Shapers would be absent to witness this birth of a Yuuzhan Vong-Human hybrid. The only known natural birth of one. She moans her mantra. “I can do this, I will do this, and this time, the baby will live!”


Memories flash through her mind of the last time the Jedi Academy, 13 years old and no idea she was pregnant. She did not scream for fear she would wake the entire temple.  Her pain stifled her voice in the dormitory shower stall as a deformed and dying infant falls from her body. Fear overwhelms her as she lights her saber to kill the child. She wraps the child in her Jedi robe and sneaks from the dormitory to dump the carcass into the Coruscant municipal trash, far away from the Jedi Temple in the dead, cold night. She thought she could dispose the body. She thought wrong. The infant survived her lightsaber cuts. Her baby lived its small life for a few hours, and then died due to the cold.

Her arrest by the Jedi Guardians saves her life from the Coruscant mob of anti-Jedi citizens who loved all life. Angry that a Jedi child gave birth and threw the baby in the trash questions the Jedi presence in the Galactic center in the government. They demanded justice. But the Jedi sentenced Auset to work in the Jedi Agricultural Corps, never to become a padawan or a Jedi Knight.

She roils in pain from her body as her memories of accepting her punishment by the Jedi court and boarding the corp's ship. Then, pirate slavers interdict her starship and slave her to an unknown planet for the qotn fields. Her toil on hot sticky days were endless, but she heals the people unable to hide her Force Powers. Throughout her ordeal, the way she dealt with pain was to sever herself from the Force.  The Jedi forbade it because it fails to allow a Force user to be open to all the possibilities presented in the Force. The Force Sever pain, but pain of how she became pregnant as a 13 years old girl hurt more. Her pain from rejection by the Jedi. Her pain from known injustice of her silence. Her pain from the slave overseer's knout. Her pain as it is shown on her body by the welts the slave overseer left.

Her pain until her day of atonement by the Yuuzhan Vong. They save Auset and they purify her sins as she severs herself from the Force to survive. On that day, her sever lifts away her pain and takes her into a unknown direction in the Force. Her new baby is the reconciliation of her use of Force Sever, and the Yuuzhan Vong have taught her that her pain escalates her position among the Yuuzhan Vong and their gods.


She squeezes her eyes as she pushes hard. The newborn oozes from her body and lands gently on the sand as the salt water washes the dark black-red blood off the baby -- girl. She pulls the girl close to her wet robeskins, as a tear drops from Auset’s eye. “Tchurrokk’tiz! Behold! The only thing greater than the Yuuzhan Vong gods and the Force.”

She cradles her baby girl and the nasal cartilage is for humans is missing on the child. She looks like her father, a warrior of the Yun Yammka of the Yuuzhan Vong. In between her fingers and toes were tiny membranes of webbing. She turns the infant over and there was a small tailfin. Auset searches carefully for any humanity left on her child -- only her eyes. Auset smiles in the grace of her daughter’s eyes that were purple in color, like hers, and she hums an old Korunnai lullaby indigenous to her upcountry people on Haruun Kal. The sun rises to its glory as the skies turn a beautiful reds, oranges, purples, and greens. Auset’s new faith, the True Way Faith, leads her to her prayer. “I shall name you Yemaja, as the god Yun Txiin spake but love. ZHAETOR ZHAE! Tchurrokk Yun’Tchilat!”

Auset cuts the umbilical cord with a barbed Yuuzhan Vong shaped creature's tooth, and holds her baby to the sun of her ancestors and the living biots of the gods of the Yuuzhan Vong as a gift of great omen. Her daughter unifies the Force and the Yuuzhan Vong gods of a wondrous creation at dawn’s explosion for the start of the day.




20 BBY, 45 years before the Yuuzhan Vong cleansing of the galaxy.

The large beast swims across space like water -- a Matalok ship, named Jitihada. Its Commander Zhat Lah helms the ship under a cognition hood to send neural signals to the navigator beast called the Yammosk to direct his small complements of living asteroids, advanced scout ships, and living coralskippers fighters. They race through hyperspace to a planet called Trigalis. A Black Sun criminal organization that controls this planet, and they ran a scam on the Yuuzhan Vong after they were given gifts from their gods. The Yuuzhan Vong deal made by secret party members of the Intendent caste begs the other castes to assist them in an attack as a show of force by the Yuuzhan Vong Empire. The Supreme Overlord Shimmra Jamaane sent Warriors, reluctantly. The Elite domains or families sent the Domain Lah, which Zhat Lah is a member of and is an untested military commander of ruling family to fight. His qualifications are that he grew his own ship without the aid of Master Shapers caste (scientist caste), and recently he has come into possession of a planet, Haruun Kal to help test and grow biological technologies (biots) and terraforming with the Master Shapers, which is taboo according to the Yuuzhan Vong Great Doctrine (bible). His command and men will teach these Black Sun criminals a lesson. The hope of the Warrior caste is to cleanse this diplomatic mess the Intendent caste ruined in this galaxy. They waste resources for integration into the galaxy than wholesale conquest.

The bioships warp signature engines were hidden in the Trigalis sun's cosmic rays as a small contingent of ships rest in high orbit in its southern hemisphere. Interference of biological technology verses abomination metal technology is to be tested by Commander Lah. 

The communication officer or villips mistress announces their arrival. “Belek tiu, Commander Zhat Lah, is it your great blessing to Yun Yammka, the god of war, to bequeath the Tu-Scart - a gift from the Master Shaper’s goddess Yun Ne’Shel and bless this infidel planet to vanquish it of its sins?”

“Proceed,” Lah replies at the helm of his ship.

The Matalok ship drops cocoons from a high altitude to drift into the atmosphere of the planet. The advance scout ships with a clutch of Tsik-Seru gunships enter the atmosphere, and peel off in formation as their wings flaps like ferocious wasps. In his Matalok ship grotto, he watches the glistna-bug holographic images form structures that indicate the locations of the planet seeding. The attack unfolds as the cocoons release of locust like creatures called grutchin that swarm the mountainous areas. An alert chirps as a separate structure appears from a scout ship where the wranglers scoot the Tu-Scart, a large serpent worm beast into a muddy swamp. It immediately burrows underground and hibernates until summoned. The Tsik Seru flew alongside the scout ships while they started to drop one ton eggs of specialized beetles called lav peqs, and they will nest in the mud of the swamps of Trigalis along the equator until they are activated to hatch by temperature. Lah crosses him arms and looks at his officers who served under him as they scurry about and assess how well the biots survive. “It seems that the biots behave as the Master Shapers promised.”

Then, the Priest caste savant Lacap interrupts Commander Lah's thoughts, “Commander is this your first time setting your foot on a planet for its redemption?”

Lah, not fond of the Priest caste and their prosperity-filled sermons usually laced with gossip, stares at the eager young savant. Lah, shows no emotion to avoid any confusion that might charge him of religious heresy, which would bring shame to him and his domain. One sleight of word could demote him to a slave and no one in his family or domain were ever slaves. He did not want to be the first. But having the interpretation of the gods on your side can create a formidable political clout in the leadership of the Yuuzhan Vong.  “Puul, it is not. Domain Lah has set foot on planets in this galaxy. According to our preliminary reports the infidels call this one, Trigalis. Why do you ask?” His eyes shift in color as he has special implants for night vision to aid in his conquests.

“It is my first time seeing a planet, Commander. I hope to set foot on one soon, so that I may give the ritual of blessing it,” Lacap eagerly replies.

The villip mistress spoke. “Sir, oviparity is complete.”

Lah continues to monitor glistna-bug actions and structures. “Good. We have done enough blessing for today. Recall the ships.”

All the officers salute. “Belek tiu!”

Commander Zhat Lah scratches the ridge of his brow, and sighs deeply as it is a risky decision that could ruin his reputation. But this decision has come at the right time as ordained by the Great Doctrine Heretical Fortellings. He also did not care what others thought of his risks. He took a detour from the fleet as he commanded his crew. “Coerce Jitihada to set a course to the planet Haruun Kal. I need to assess vongforming and its fecundity.”

His officers salute. “Belek tiu!”

The coordinates enter the master organic brain computer called the rikyham, which relays to the Yammosk to innervate the Dovin Basal organic hyperdrive engines.

“Cognition hood is innervated and ready, sir,” his second in command, Viong Muyel announces.

Lah sits in the chrysalis bed of the cognition hood when he speaks to savant Lacap whose eyes dart due to the sudden change in orders. “You may have your wish to stand on blessed firmament of a Master Shaper Damutek laboratory, priest.”

“Are we landing on Trigalis?” Lacap asks.

Lah smiles as his long wavy black hair drops to his shoulder. “Puul, but another planet that Yun Yuuzhan himself has ordained into glory.”

Lacap’s brow furrows from what seems like chaos aboard the ship grotto as it maneuvers the beast around to an opposite trajectory away from the Worldships, where all the Yuuzhan Vong survive for several millennia. He tries to understand the Warrior caste ways and their odd military decorum as the notable Domain Lah use in their war tactics, but they confound him with his religious interpretation of the Great Doctrine. However, given that the Domain Lah has its own worldship, he observes to implement the appropriate prayers only to blurt a profession of his faith. “Sir, your path is not ordained by the Supreme Overlord Jamaane?”

Zhat Lah chuckles. “Is that what they teach in the priesthood?”

“Puul, I thought...that the planet we conquered is the one we should bless?” Lacap’s voice drifts as the beast thought shifts into lightspeed from Lah’s neural commands and the stars splay past them in hyperspace.

Lah exits the cognition hood as the memory engrams are set to the new location. His stoicism as he stands like a specimen of a great warrior family with his muscular bulk inside his Vonduun Skerr Kyrric living crab armor towers over Licap. “We have not conquered Trigalis, yet. But Haruun Kal, what the infidels call it requires your blessing. It is in the Al’Har system, protected by a bays of planetary reef and a difficult planet to circumnavigate with infidel metal ships. With our bioships, we easily moved into the system singularity and bring it to the blessing the gods. We have been blessed to have a sapling site to vongform there.” His voice drifts as his back turns toward consulting his men from a Yammosk report. He turns back to the priest once he has confirmation from them. “Savant Licap, you know, whatever you observe on the sapling site is never to be discussed or reported. Understand?”

Savant Lacap micro-hairs rise behind his neck and he sees Lah’s men surround him in their crab armor. He looks at his priestly red robeskins as he gulps from the ires of the warriors. His fear of their menacing faces reminds him of all his teachings about being embedded into the Warrior caste and their fierce loyalty to fight for their caste god, Yun Yammka for the protection of the chief deity, Yun Yuuzhan. He honors the order, but knows that the warriors will kill him. His next cautious words fill with air. “Dwi, Commander. Puul qahsa-no record.”

Lah lowers his shoulders with a sigh of relief and a slow grin of hope that the priest would agree to the visit. “Good. It is nice to see when the Priest Caste utters their battlecry, ‘Taan Yun-forqana Zhoi’ and join the other castes of the Creche to fight.” He re-enters the cognition hood to notify the Domain Lah worldship he was going to the planet Haruun Kal for field inspection and ritual blessings.

Savant Lacap skin turns from a light blue to a blush due to his lack of knowledge of the Priest Caste battlecry. His confusion causes him to pace the grotto of his ignorance to the warriors. His High Priest Jakan and his order never taught him to serve on a bioship, practically. Only the novel ordination from Yun Yuuzhan and that this galaxy requires cleansing. Yuuzhan Vong Caste involvement, such as the Priests, the Master Shapers, the Warriors, or the Intendent castes were not of his knowledge base. To him, he was a lowly savant, a minion in the Priest Caste. But to advance in his caste, he requires experience. The fast track way to advance is being embedded with the Warrior caste. But that is a matter for survival. He hopes they will not sacrifice him because of his confusion. The warriors view confusion as cowardice. The Warrior caste hates cowards and those who refuse to fight.