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DuracellEnergizer
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Star Wars: Knight of the Empire (The Second Episode in DuracellEnergizer's New PT Re-Write) *CANCELLED*
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26-Jun-2014, 4:40 AM

TITLE CARD : A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away ...

A vast sea of stars serves as the main backdrop for the main title, followed by a roll up, which crawls up into infinity.

STAR WARS

KNIGHT OF THE EMPIRE

Five years have passed since Anakin Skywalker was discovered on the desert world of Tatooine by Jedi Knight Obi-Wan Kenobi and taken on as his apprentice. In that time under Obi-Wan's tutelage Anakin has learned much, emerging as an acolyte for the light side of the Force.

United under the banner of the glorious Galactic Empire, Obi-Wan and Anakin have fought against the relentless armies of the malevolent Clonemasters. Together they have helped to repel those who would see the Known Regions of the Galaxy swept into an age of tyranny and genocide.

But as the power of the Clonemasters slowly wanes, another force for evil -- a darkness out of the ancient past -- stirs, threatening to re-emerge and take the Galaxy for itself.

PAN UP

To reveal the head and shoulders of a man hung upside down, his eyes open and glazed over in death.

ZOOM OUT

To reveal that the man is a dead Imperial soldier strung upside down from a gnarled, dead tree. Beyond the tree, in a field situated between the tree and a large duracrete fortress, a fierce battle rages.

EXT. OPHUCHI -- BATTLEFIELD -- EVENING

The SOLDIERS OF THE IMPERIAL ARMY are engaged in pitched, deadly battle with the SOLDIERS OF THE OPHUCHI ARMY; attired in dark gray armour and open-faced helmets, the Imperials are easily distinguished from the Ophuchi, who wear gleaming black armour and face-concealing helmets with dark blue visors.

Like a living wave, the Imperials press against the Ophuchi, mowing down those they can catch in their sights with green blasterfire. The Ophuchi counterattack, returning the Imperial blasts with their own yellow plasmafire. Many soldiers on both sides go down with screams of agony, but those who remain press on, using sheer force of will to continue against their opponents.

Moving out from the star-studded night sky, two Imperial dropships descend over the battlefield. As the ships approach the epicentre of the warzone, Ophuchi soldiers train their plasma cannons on the craft and begin opening fire. Making a series of twists and turns, the first dropship manages to evade the plasmafire, but the second is not so lucky; caught in a crossfire, it erupts into a vibrant fireball and then plummets like an ungainly flaming bird to the ground below.

Coming to a stop amongst the Imperial troops, the sides of the dropship slide open, allowing a new squad of Imperial soldiers to pour out. Standing side-by-side at the head of the squad, adorned in armour and blue-and-maroon robes identifying them as Jedi enlisted men, are the knights OBI-WAN KENOBI and his apprentice ANAKIN SKYWALKER. The two Jedi have changed much in the years since we saw them last; Obi-Wan sports long hair and a slight beard while Anakin has grown taller and honed with lean musculature.

As one the two Jedi draw their lightsabers, pressing the activation studs of their weapons; two blades -- one azure, the other cyan -- ignite with a pair of sharp SNAP-HISSES. Bringing their weapons to bear, the two sergeant majors lead their squad into the fray against the armoured Ophuchi soldiers. Though the pinnacle of Ophuchi eugenic science, the black-armoured soldiers prove to be little match against two Jedi; one-by-one, they fall to the glowing plasma blades of the two mystical warriors.

ANAKIN: (blocks a blaster bolt with his lightsaber) These guys are supposed to be the end result of five centuries of controlled, selective breeding, right?

OBI-WAN: (literally disarms an Ophuchi soldier) That's correct.

ANAKIN: (kicks a soldier in the face) So why do they fight like Hutts coming from an all-you-can-eat buffet?

OBI-WAN: Pride and perfection go hand-in-hand. The greater the perfection, the greater the pride.

ANAKIN: And pride comes before a fall.

OBI-WAN: Though I detest cliches, you're correct again, apprentice.

ANAKIN: (grins) This isn't going to be on the pop quiz tomorrow, is it, Master?

Working together, Nik and Obi-Wan cut a swath through the Ophuchi soldiers, working their way closer towards their final destination: the towering fortress beyond.

EXT. FORTRESS/BALCONY -- EVENING

Standing on a balcony that overlooks the fierce battle beyond, his face twisted in a scowl, is LORD-COMMANDANT GOG JUKASSA, the despot of Ophuchi. A beefy man with a short beard and perfect hair, he wears a dark blue cloak over a black military uniform.

GOG JUKASSA: (angry) This isn't right! This is wrong -- all wrong!

With a flashy toss of his cloak, Jukassa turns around to regard his companion, a COLDLY BEAUTIFUL RATTATAKI WOMAN dressed in white robes and veil.

GOG JUKASSA: (approaches the woman) The Imperials are overwhelming my troops -- troops that are supposed to be faster, more intense, than any mere Imperial soldier! (beat) You promised us victory!

RATTATAKI WOMAN: (half-smiles) Am I to blame for the complete failure of your eugenics program?

GOG JUKASSA: (points his finger at her) Don't take that tone with me! You're only here by my blessing!

RATTATAKI WOMAN: (grins evilly) Are you threatening me, Lord-Commandant?

Seeing that shark-like grin, Jukassa goes silent, his expression of anger replaced with one of fear.

GOG JUKASSA: They're going to spoil everything we've worked towards. They're going to capture this fortress and Project Nietzsche is going to fall into their hands.

RATTATAKI WOMAN: So we have failed. That doesn't mean they have to succeed.

GOG JUKASSA: You mean ...?

RATTATAKI WOMAN: (nods) Indeed.

GOG JUKASSA: (sighs) Will you cover me?

RATTATAKI WOMAN: I will keep them from flaying your hide long enough for you to get the job done.

Running a hand through his perfect hair, Jukassa leaves the balcony. The Rattataki woman, like a graceful swan, moves along after him.