AN: Hello everyone. Okay first of all... I'm writing the last part of the trilogy... FINALLY. I know some of you have asked me when this part will start. Well I still needed to gather some data to merge both the Star wars legend universe and Cannon universe with HTTYD. The new Star Wars movie is tomorrow I believe. YEAY. Also... even though this is the last part of the trilogy it is by no means the end. There is still a spin off book coming and it will make sense why once we are further into this story. I have quite a bit planned for this story line and I hope you will all like it. So far I've tried to be as inclusive as I can be. This story is as much for a Star Wars fan as a non-Star Wars fan.

ARC 3: Dusk upon a Galaxy

Nearly 5 ABY

A few months had passed since the events at the Celestial space station. The Galactic civil war has come to an end and many were still celebrating the achievements of the Rebel force at the Battle of Endor.

Now out of oppression from the tyranny of Emperor Palpatine the planets have begun rebuilding. A new governing body has been selected, The New Galactic Republic. Still not all is yet calm in the galaxy. Rumors that Imperial remnants remained and were poised to fight against the new Republic emerged.

It was in this post war time that our story takes place. At a time when peace was finally on the horizon there lurks an ancient threat far greater and more sinister in the darkness of space than the Galactic Empire ever was.

Will the Guardians be triumphant or will darkness surge forward once more?

Somewhere in the fastness of space roamed an egg shaped ship carrying two familiar faces. One was scowling while walking back and forth while the other was steering the ship to their ultimate destination.

"Are we there yet?" Dagur asked as he stopped his pacing.

Camicazi let out a growl of annoyance before turning her head towards her traveling companion to give him a nasty look. "No we are not! We still have two hyperspace jumps to make because the hyperspace lane to the planet has vanished. Either you sit down and shut up or I'll shock you so bad that the slap from the bargirl at our last supply stop would seem like a tap!"

"Jeez no need to get snippy." Dagur mumbled and then quickly ducked as Camicazi sent out a stream of Force lightning his way.

"Go annoy our new friend if you must!" Camicazi warned as her hand still gave off some sparks.

"Alright alright." Dagur mumbled as he turned around and left the large cockpit. Camicazi heaved a sigh of relief and turned back to focus on their course. Things had become quite interesting when they met their new ally. Very interesting indeed.

Dagur roamed the all too familiar halls of the former Celestial ship. He'd spent many years on this vessel after leaving the ice planet with the others. Soon it had been just Drago, Camicazi and him. Those that left either went to other planets to start a new life or succumbed to the dark side and went mad. Now it was just Camicazi and him. Dagur walked into the lounge where he had left the armband that he had gotten from Hiccup. The crack in it was more prominent now and he poked it slightly to wake the spirit inside.

"Wakey wakey." He said in a sing song voice. "Andeddu you there?"

"Ugh….. I am trying to get my beauty sleep." Came the grumbling voice from the bracelet.

"You were asleep for millenia. If you aren't beautiful now I doubt you'll be later." Dagur reasoned.

"That woman sent you here because you were annoying weren't you?" Andeddu asked sarcastically.

"I was just being my charming self!" Dagur told him as Andeddu's spirit now materialized out of the armband. A lanky figure with sunken eyes and wearing regal robes floated there. The spirit crossed its arms and glared down at Dagur. "My previous statement stands."

Dagur huffed before asking "So why are we going to Prakith again?"

"Have you not been paying attention?" Andeddu muttered.

"Well yes…. But you're a Sith right? So why not Korriban?" Dagur asked. "It's been a few centuries since I've been there." He thought out loud. "So tell me again…."

Andeddu let out a huff of annoyance. "I was the first to be given the title of Darth." The spirit boasted. "But as I grew in power and stature my subordinates started coveting the knowledge and power that I had amassed more and more. I refused to share my secrets and the other Sith Lords plotted to take it away from me!" He growled.

"They plotted a rebellion during my rule on Korriban and once they were successful I escaped, leaving behind a false tomb on the planet. My real secrets are hidden on my home world Prakith."

"Well we should be arriving soon." Dagur told him.

"Good" Andeddu muttered. "But before we arrive I will need a new body to deal with the security around the keep."

A sinister smirk crossed Dagur's features. "I know the perfect candidate." Dagur picked up the armband and Andeddu looked at him in fascination which morphed into understanding. "You hold a grudge." The spirit stated as he floated along the corridor leading further into the ship.

"You could say that." Dagur mumbled as they made their way towards the brig. They stopped in front of a high security cell and Dagur used a code to open the doors. Andeddu hadn't been in this part of the ship before nor had he cared about what prisoners the two kept. He however did gasp upon seeing the figure who wore a tattered robe and was chained to a wall.

"You have a Guardian?" Andeddu asked as he recognized, or at least he thought he did, Hiccup, his former warden. Andeddu floated closer to the figure. It was then that he noticed two different colored eyes glaring at him.

"This isn't Hiccup." the spirit stated as he turned to Dagur.

"That is C473." Dagur explained. "Hiccup's clone and formally known as Darth Draconis." Dagur walked into the cell and gave the chained up man a kick. "He honestly doesn't deserve the title of Darth anymore. Not after he betrayed us. Heck he doesn't deserve a name anymore."

Their prisoner merely let out a small grunt at the kick and shot a steely glare at Dagur. Even from his chained up position the glare felt intimidating.

Dagur bent down and lifted up the man's chin before he held up a lightsaber hilt. "Remember this?" Dagur taunted while gesturing to the hilt. "Your sabers are mine now." He laughed "You really shouldn't have broken mine."

The clone looked at Dagur through auburn bangs that had grown too long. They nearly covered his eyes and before Dagur could do anything else the clone bit his hand.

"AAAH" Dagur yelled as he cradled his hand. A red mark was already forming on it. "WHY YOU PIECE OF TRASH!" Dagur shouted and was about to slap his prisoner when Andeddu's voice stopped him.

"Stop what you are doing Dagur." Andeddu commanded as he floated forward. Dagur still had his hand raised as he looked at the spirit in confusion. "If you want me to take possession of his body then I will need it in good condition. You slapping him around doesn't help matters."

Dagur seemed to think for a moment before he took a step back. "He's all yours." Dagur stated as Andeddu now floated even closer.

"Leave me. I wish to be alone for the process." Andeddu commanded as he stared into a mismatched set of deviant eyes.

"Right" Dagur took that as a dismissal and left the cell. As he was walking away he heard Andeddu say in a sinister voice "Let's see how much fight you truly have left boy."

Dagur made his way back to the bridge and before he could open his mouth Camicazi said "Yes we are at Prakith." Dagur stopped and stared at the large view screen Camicazi was using.

"So why don't we land?"

"Sensors show a large number of ships barricading the planet." Camicazi answered. "We'd be in trouble if they were a New Republic fleet.."

Dagur scoffed as he stalked forward. "What would the Republic want with Prakith? It's barely a world of significance even if it's in the Deep Core. The volcanic activity alone would ward them off. Move a little closer. I want to see what this so called fleet will do."

Camicazi nodded and steered the ship in the direction of the fleet. Within no time they were within sensor range and a transmission came through. "This is the Constitutional Protectorate of Prakith militia. Identify yourselfs or be destroyed."

"Well they are certainly blunt." Dagur mumbled before he opened a channel. "This is Darth Dasty and Darth Ellare requesting permission to land."

There was silence on the other end of the line for a few minutes as Dagur and Camicazi waited. He did frown when he heard the distinct question of "Who the hell is named Darth Dasty?" over the comm before it was quickly muted. Camicazi snorted as Dagur made a face.

"It was cool at the time I chose it!" He tried to reason.

"Sure sure." Camicazi stated as they waited. She knew that there must be some imperial records of them existing. They were after all instrumental in the construction of the Sith hierarchy and the construction of the Empire, although they prefered to stay in the shadows. They didn't have to wait long as the comm beeped again. This time the person on the other end was stuttering and mumbling apologies as he gave them clearance to land. The fleet parted as Camicazi steered the ship towards the planet's surface. The large cities of Prakith were build upon large plateaus surrounded on all sides by huge crevacesses and caverns. They were directed to one of the larger landing sites and the ship came down without any problem.

"I see we are finally here." A voice said from behind them as the door opened. Both turned to see Hiccup's clone standing there without much emotion showing on his face. The tattered robes that the prisoner had worn had been swapped out for much finer black ones.

"What's he doing out?!" Camicazi growled as she stood poised to strike with her hand on her saber. It was Dagur who stepped between them and then asked "Andeddu?" Camicazi stilled upon hearing that and looked curiously.

"Indeed." Andeddu confirmed as he flexed his fingers experimentally. "The process took longer than I realized it would." Andeddu commented while looking a little bit impressed. "He was quite….. Resilient."

"Why didn't you tell me that Andeddu was going to do this?" Camicazi whispered to Dagur who simply shrugged. Their comm beeped again and Camicazi pressed a button to answer it. "Yes?" She asked. She guessed that she must have sounded annoyed or something because the person on the other end gulped before saying "Excuse me, but His Glory would like to welcome you to Prakith."

"And who is this His Glory?" Camicazi asked as she raised an eyebrow at the title. Both Dagur and Andeddu were listening to the conversation in interest. The person on the other end was silent for a few seconds before answering "His Glory, the potent and courageous Governor-for-life, Foga Brill."

"Very well." Camicazi stated through the comm. "We will be outside in a few minutes." She gave Dagur a look that said that he better not piss off anymore rulers. Dagur held up his hands in defense of the irate Sith woman glaring at him. Who knew insulting a Mandalorian clan head would have gotten them chased off the planet a few centuries ago.

"Can we just go see this supposed leader of Prakith?" Andeddu asked before turning around and walking out of the bridge, not waiting for an answer.