Darth Searcy

Michael stepped through the doors into Piccolos office. As soon as he stooed in a vision flashed through his eyes. The mutant fell to his knees and clutched his heart. The mutation virus had finallyt caught up with hi. His heart had mutated into something that blood kills. But before he died he muttered his vision to Piccolo. Do not fret over my death. Another will come to replace me. One with scales and my abilities. One you have met before. And here is what I collected for the bounty on Vash Mammon. He handed Piccolo the bag with the credits inside. One lastthought also crossed his mind. With the last of his strength he sent his only weapon his lightsaber, ripping through his arm and into space. It would land on a distant planet. One where a certain individual would need it.

From above Dubrilliuon a freighter blasts toward the Black Sun facility. Its pilot focusing all four eyes straight forward. Within minutes, the red hot freighter had landed and the mutant Searcy walks into the facility. Where is Piccolo?

The mutant's stalk eyes turn toward Fett as the rail blaster destroys the Droideka. His anger began taking over as he realized that the human had helped him. But he needed to stay focused on the task at hand. Stupid changeling. Michael pulls off his blaster rifle and fires several stun blasts into the flying creature. The bird drops from the sky and Michael has his Mertradons go collect it. He motions for them to follow and he throws the flying thing into a small cage. If the changeling changed back to human, it would be met with several powerful stun blasts. Mgiht as well leave now Fett.This bounty is all mine. Michales Firespray blasts off into hyperspace and heaeed toward Michael destination.

The Force had saved Michales life again. He he been able to twist his body at the last moment and the bolts only scarred his back. The mutant had merely rolled on the ground to add to the drama of the hunt, his first hunt. As Vash stood before Searcy, Michael knew his next plan of action. The Force kept making him feel a blaster bolt through his head. He knew where Vash was aiming and knew he only had seconds left. He revealied his greatest weapon. Time seemed to slow for Michael as red energy leapt forth from the blaster pistol of Vash Mammon. Michael raised his right arm and red energy lanced from his forearm. He had activated his lightsaber. He felt the pain as it ripped through his skin and impacted with the blaster bolt. The mutant stood to his feet and struck with his tail blade. The blaster explodes upon the blade driving deep into mechanics. Michaels tail was only burnt as was Vash's hand. Micahel stoof before Vash and focused all four eyes on the changeling. He had his Force presence. There was nowhere this man could go without him knowing. Michael owned him. Vader, Dooku, attack. the two MErtradons leapt from the dunes baring fangs and claws.

You think I am a freak for choosing to be this way, do you not human? Well I have successfully beaten you in this body. I have become one with the Force while still alive. I am at the pinnacle of living tissue of Force connection. Do not question my choices about my body. And there are no other creatures like me in this galaxy. Even Trandoshans are not as perfect as me. And I am not a lizard. Michael gallops off into the desert chasing after the small object he detected with his infered vision. It appeared top be a small droid, seemingly an assassin droid. But only further evaluation would rpove this to be true. The mutants tail blade whips out and slices through the hoveriung droid. The now lifeless piece of machinery lay on the desert ground, smoking and sparking. And if you ever ignore me again, it will be you lying on the ground, smoking and sparking. The former Sith turns and looks into the dunes and tries to find Vash in the midst of all the sand and heat.

A small freighter comes out of hyperspace above the barren world of Tattooine. At itas controls, mutated hands quickly and easily control its speed and direction. The Elfangor touches down beside Fetts ship and four legs walk down the ramp. The mutant walks ontothe desert sand followed by his 2 Mertradons, Vader and Dooku. Now what, Mr. Mandalorian.

Michael turns to Fett and waits.

Michael stalks to his ship and takes off for ther place of his death. A place that had always been unkind to him: Tattooine.

Pain enters Michaels body but passes right out as his head connects withthe rock. He feels as pieces of rock enter his head. His tail whips around and wraps around Piccolos neck. the tail jerks to the left and uncurls throwing Piccolo into a wall. I can see this is a battle that will only end in the entire destruction of this base. How about a draw?

The Sith was astounded that Piccolo could keep fighting after being toppled by the rubble. Michael was impressed. This hunter deserved the respect that he had recieved on the street. Michael feels the electricity course through him and he loses his concentration for a second before focusing again. He knew he had to play his last trick. But it would only work a little on Piccolo. After all, he had seen Piccolo in battle with a Jedi before. He raises his arm high as if to hit the wire and quickly throws his arm into the stun cord. But at the last instant, a red beam bursts from his arm, piercing the skin and cutting through the stun cord. The cord releases from Michael and the mutant drops the remains of the paralysis cord. Michael stares with all four eyes at Piccolo and he flings Piccolo into the wall again, hoping maybe this time he might stay down. He then strides toward the half Doshan.

Michael casually put his hand intothe air and grabbed the force pike. It was pitiful that Piccolo, being a veteran bounty hunter, had thought a simple force pipke would stop him, much less, slow him down. Michaels world was a mix of infrared and regular vision. His regular vision was wacthing all around him as his main sight was watching Piccolo. He watched every move that Piccolo made. The mutant saw cracks appearing in the wall and decided to use that trick again. The Force delved into cracks of the wall and begin pulling it apart. Instead of one large wall falling down onto the half Doshan, large piles of rubble began falling onto the elite hunter. Can you hold onto all that. If you need help, just yell yield.

Michael watched as medics attented to the comatos Mandalorian. Micheal hoped he had not killed the hunter or given him permanent brain damage, but if he had, o well. The hunter should haveknown what he was getting into. As Piccolo speaks to Michael, the dangerously quick tail slams into the veteran hunters shoulder, bringng him to his knees. In seconds, the large hooved rear legs of Michael slams into Piccolos chest, sending him flying into a wall. For a elite hunter, you talk too much, my friend. Michael's stalk eyes look above the hunter and the Force immediately begins brining down a large piece of durasteel.

Again, these attacks were meant to inflict pain. But pain was nothing but a state of mind. Michael knew no pain. But Fett would. The former Sith raises up on his hind legs and throws his feet into Fett denting his armor in. Michael lands and steps up to the downed body of Shadow. You know nothing of the true powers in this world. The mutant rears back his tail and whacks it accross the face o Fett, knocking him unconscious. The Bounty Hunter throws the limp body over his back and walks out of the arena. He puts him in the medical bay and walks to join his two Mertradons, Vader and Dooku. they were still watching the fight between Piccolo and Will.

Pain was insignificant. Pain was a comodity that was only affordable to those who wished to remember that they were alive. Michael did not want to be alive, nor did he wish to die. He was a single being in a galacy bent on destroying that which they did not understand. And Michael would not be destroyed, nor would he be understood. The Black Sun agent kept stalking after Fett. the Mandalorian had landed behind him and Michael had easily pivoted on his hind feet and kicked with his taloned feet. He curled his feet inward at the last moment and six scratch marks appeared on the battle armor. The warrior fell backwar and Michael began stalking toward his fallen prey. His stalk eyes seraching around, making sure there was no other threats, while his main eyes were dead focused on his foe. You tried to harm me with mere pain. Pain is nothing to me. I no longer recognize pain as an lly, nor as an enemy. It is a waste of time.

Michaels stalk eyes turned and looked down upon fhte puny Mandalorian challenging him. His regular eyes stayed tuned to the battle between Piccolo and Will. To the average eye, it appeared as if he was not paying attention. But he was fully aware of what Fett was doing. As Fett drew his blaster pistols, Michael turned both sets of eyes upon his foe. the once Sith held out his hand and absorbed the blaster bolts into his hands. The energy from the shots increased his power. He could save that energy until he needed it. He turns his body and begins chasing after the Mandalorian. His tail blade quivered and was prepared to strike at his enemy. It was deadly fast and could kill if placed in the right spot. Michael also had a special trick up his sleeve. The hunt had begun.

The eyes of Michael Searcy see everything that goes on, even without the lights. His infrared eysight gave him an edge over most people. But he knew Trandosdhan pysiology and wondered how a half and half would handle. Vader, Dooku, head to that box above and be my eyes in the sky. Tell me if someone comes behind me and near me. Tell me if someone is about to shoot me. Now go The Mertradons bound off and are soon in the box above the arena. Michael steadily walks throught he arena looking forward. His hooved hind feet maker a clip clop sound as he walks. His taloned front legs grippedtot he surface, holding on to anything they grab. He grabs his blaster rifle with his right hand and aims it forward. the former Sith switches the power setting from kill to stun. He would need to make some modifications to this gun. Michael spots Kyu flip Piccolo over and he mentally smiles. A rookie taking on old Piccolo. Should I help or watch> I willw atch, so I can get to know these new humans.

The mutant watches as the Black Sun bounty hunter escorts his vornskers back tothe Howling Runner. Vader and Dooku merely sat on their haunches and guarded Michael. Their eyes were always scanning the terrain, searching for enemies. I would like to get some time to fight some humans in this body. Michael starts walking beside Piccolo toward a training area.

A small freighter emerges above Dubrillion. The pilot had the ion trail of the Howling Runner in his sights and sped down toward where Piccolos ship was. The ship landed and Michael walked out followed by Vader and Dooku. He tried in vain to speak through his mouth. but only jibberish came out. So he used his only means of communication. Force messages. Piccolo. Your mutation fluid was a succes I believe. Now I am alive and well. Now that you have saved my life, I am in your debt. What do you wish me to do.

ooc: I am here for vornskers as well Above the mysterious planet of Myrkr a frieghter emerges. It pilot pushed the engines to maximum burn and pushes past the planets atmosphere. It blows through the open air and lands in a small clearing in the forest. Its pilot steps from the craft and onto the soil of the strange planet. He himself was a mystery. A mutant thanks to the Black Sun mutation serum. A serum that now flowed through his veins and tongue spike. His tail was arched over his back ready to strike at anything that threatened Michael. He marched through the firest with a blaster rifle set for stun. He sees a small group of vornskers running through the woods. He sets off at a gallop and runs along side the hunters. He could see their ears perk up at hearing him running. One turns and leaps at him. He swings his tail and slices off its tail before blasting it with a stun blast. It drops tothe ground unconscious. The ex-Sith turns to it and straps it to his back with an unbreakable cord. He then begins chasing after the other four. He only needed one more. He leaps over a dead log and into the middle of the group. They leap on him and he begin to fight off the creatures. The Black Sun agent swings his tail and slices a gash into ones head. It falls dead to the ground as the rest try to run away. But Michael stuns one and grabs its neck. He carries both vornskers back to his ship and puts them in a cage designed to hold the most brutal of creatyres: Trandoshans. He leans down and bites their necks, injecting toxins and the mutation fluid into their bloodstreams. They would begin mutating before they reached the Black Sun Citadel. He pushes the throttle forward and blasts off into hyperspace.

The winds blew violently across the dunes of the barren Tattooine. None could survive in the bilstering heat of the fatal sandstorms of the wasteland known as the Dune Sea. Noone except the vviscous Tusken Raiders. These men knew no fear, for they were not men. They were animals. They attacked and killed anything. But even they did not bother the lone figure walking through the dunes. A dot from the distance, walks through the sand. He stumbles when a sudden wind blows into him. He falls to knee before rolling down a large dune before coming to a rest at the bottom of the dunes. His dry cracked lips gasp for water. He had been in the desert for days. Imagining crazy things. things no man should be wondering. His mind had begun to want only the primitive things, plus death. His mind wished for death. It wanted to cause death. But first it needed water, and food. The man gasps for air just before he slowly passes into unconscousness.

ALTEC'S CHARACTER SHEET Real Name: none Nickname: Rane Searcy Age: none Species: result of a too powerful attack by Michael Searcy against Rane Scando, which resulted in a fiery spirit Height: can be changed Weight: none Hair: flame Eyes: flame Sex: Male personality Homeworld: Tattooine Alignment: to find out abouts its past Clothing: fire Weapon: fire Force User Inventory: None Posessions: none

Flaming eye watch as the man flies on fire through the air into a metal ship. The flaming creatures focuses its sights on the missiles coming toward it. There was serious fire coming from the engines of the misile and the being used that to its advantage. It through a fireball for each missile and watched as it exploded. Upon the explosion, Rane Searcy began absorbing all the fire and heat from the explosion. These Death Strykers as they were called, would be feeling the burn after this encounter. The monstrous fire grows larger as it bears down upon the speeding ship. It was a thing of beaty. Too bad it had to be destryed. The fiery being charges toward it and impacts on the ship, starting to heat the hull to well over 200 degrees, way past the melting point for the metal holding it together. The ship begins to melt as Rane drew power from the engines fiery out take. It smiles at Moon Knight through the glass window and throws his head into the glass, burning a sizzling hole through window. A burning melted itself onto the controls. It is pointless to fight me. I am what is within.

A bird made of pure fire flames through space toward its destination, now within sight. It hit the atmosphere of the planet and grew in size as its power grew as well. AS soon as it breaks through the atmospher,e two giant fireballs crash into the building the Death Strykers were currently living in. Fires break out all across the building. Temperatures inside begin rising to unbearable heights. Smoke begins to billow throughout the the building, poisoning the air supply. And the bird continue s to rain down fire from above, striking Moon Knight and Amidala Skywalker, scorching their skin and hair.

The fiery being kneels down to Scando as it hears its instructions. It nods in understanding and heads to another ship. It has a guard wrap him in a steel orb, with just enough density to survive going through an atmosphere. The guards loads him on a ship and takes off into space for the destination.

The spirit could feel the temperature beginning to rise inside the ship. It began to abosrb the temperature making it stronger, morepowerful. It looks out a hole in the door and fires off volleys of fire into the rockets causing them to explode before reaching the ship, still heading toward the Station. Steel melted and fell away fromthe side of ship. A human form began to appear as if it was pushing through the metal, but ti was not, it was burning through. Rane Searcy, in all its fiery glory, burst through the side of ship, and fell toward the city in the sky. Soon the fiery feet landed on the city and it began walking through, determined to find Rane Scando. It send another message into the sky. It then caused the thermalsto heat, pushing it around the city for all to see. I come in peace. I only wish to speak with Rane Scando. I wish noone any harm. Please let me see Rane Scando. I must speakwith him.