Shadows of the Underworld

    He stared into the darkness of the hallway beyond the double blast doors; almost imagining that he saw shapes moving along the passage. The blackness was absolute, not penetrated by the yellow overhead lights nor by the dim red glow of the door control panel. Gizoj Xand stood by the railing and turned to face the depths of the Coruscant underworld, the air was stale, he noted; "not even a passing airspeeder to stir up the breeze down here" thought Gizoj. The falleen's office had been contacted with an anonymous New Republic code requesting a meeting on the lower levels. Xand had been hired by the ISB to inform on Black Sun operations during the height of the Imperial struggle with Prince Xizor and his criminal organization. Gizoj had taken a step back from his treacherous ways, though, and had begun focusing his efforts on solely expanding Black Sun influence; so now, on the eve of complete Black Sun control of Coruscant, Gizoj couldn't resist the opportunity to meet with a Republic traitor. Stepping back from the railing, Gizoj wondered what kind of information the contact could have for him. The faint hiss and gentle scrape of a single sliding door distracted Xand from his thoughts; looking up, nothing had changed. Gizoj expected some sort of light to come with the opening of the door but the slim gap between the blast doors remained pitch black. The blackness began moving. The falleen reacted instantly, taking three steps back; on the third step the heel of his boot caught in the grate of the gantry and he fell backwards as the darkness loomed over him. It eclipsed the control panel's glow and swallowed up the light of the overhead lamps like a blackhole sucking in a star. Xand scrabbled back further, cutting his palm on a coiled length of wire and jamming his clawed fingers against the metal floor. The shadow faded and was replaced with three black clad stormtroopers, the foremost holding a modified E-11 to Xand's scaly face. The returning light brought some of Xand's calm back, he knew how to deal with the Empire. Raising his hand in a pleading gesture, Xand's skin began releasing pheromones that would soon fill the air and make even the most strong willed officer change his mind at the falleen's slightest suggestion. "You had me frightened there for a moment, how did the Empire manage to get troopers on Coruscant?" The question was not meant to get information from the troopers but to distract them. The trio remained silent. "Let's not stand around any longer, I have business to deal with." In his last moments time seemed to slow down; Gizoj's last thought as the red light at the end of the E-11 grew was that he might not have known the Empire as well as he once believed.

    A single blaster shot echoed through the alleys and lanes of a deserted block deep within the bowels of the Coruscant underworld. None but the three shadow troopers heard the noise. The Ashlon Empire's ISB records had helped identify the Black Sun Vigo Gizoj Xand. The rise in Black Sun influence on Coruscant corresponded with a rise in arrogance. It was a relatively simple matter to transmit a message to Xand using a stolen New Republic code, organize a shadow trooper strike team, and eliminate the alien. Gizoj Xand was a loose end and Ashlon did not care for loose ends.

Please focus on the first few pictures when judging as I believe they best encapsulate the build; however, I have provided additional images for referencing to make your jobs easier. I wanted to make an immersive scene with this build so it obviously won't look great from every angle.

The three shadow troopers and some decorative objects.