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Several black-armored Imperial troopers move about in the shadows, weapons trained on all the newcomers ”“ standard procedure in a place like the Emperor's tower.

 

***

 

"How long before the weight of the dark side shatters what remains of your soul?"

 

"This galaxy is in a state of chaos; the death and destruction, the fall, it will never cease to occur as new Gods come and replace those of old..."

 

Darth Havoc but smiles, and rises to his feet.

 

Yellow eyes blazing, the Sith Lord raises what remains of his arms.

 

"What soul?"

 

The remains of the Sith Lord's arms begin to hiss as the stumps extend, flesh and bone re-growing. Reaching out with the Force, Darth Havoc calls to his weapon ”“ the saber rockets though the air and lands in a newly spawned hand. With a flick of his thumb, the Sith Lord ignites the weapon.

 

"This galaxy is in a state of chaos, and I would not have it any other way; my master did not christen me Darth Havoc for just any reason."

 

The Sith Lord points his free hand at his opponent ”“ the blind one is lifted off his feet.

 

***

 

One of the Sith Lord's black-robed aides, this one capped with a silver ornament, approaches Cineon Yahn and the others.

 

"The Emperor is just finishing up a small order of business. Who here is the one called Tekkan Raas?"

 

***

 

"Servant of the Force? You are the destroyer of worlds, and will be instrumental in the rebirth of the Sith Order."

 

Darth Havoc throws his weapon ”“ the saber cuts through the air, and impales the blind one.

 

"But that comes after your own rebirth, Darth Proditoris."

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The young boy turned to the sith blankly. He placed his hands on his belt and stared at the one who stood before the group. Interupting the man, Renin stated his question that he wished to be answered.

 

" Where is my father?"

 

The boy kept his hand near the saber that he found that was cliped to his belt.

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Turning to see Renin come up to the group, she was about to say something when the group was surrounded by Imperials. Renin hurled out another question, but Sirvani laid her red hand on his shoulder.

 

"Calm yourself, Renin. Your father is speaking to Darth Havoc, the person he came to see."

 

She turned to the troops. "Can I help you?" she asked, not too harshly.

 

Even as she spoke, she felt his death. It felt as if part of her was being ripped away, torn from her, like a limb being suddenly cut off. She struggled to hide it, but all of the other Force-sensitives in the area knew something had happened. She embraced the pain and drew form it to give her strength. Pulling herself up to her full height, she spoke again, a hint of anger lacing her tone.

 

"What is it you want with us?" she demanded of the dark, armored troops.

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Emily:"Were you a carrot?"

John: "No, I was more like celery."

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When Renin felt the stress his mother was in he had knew what had happen. He had felt his fathers pain. A red blade dashed from the saber handle that was held in Renin's hand. He spun it quickly and looked around at the troopers.

 

" Mother.... I want to see my father...now."

 

Renin paused a couple of times from the shock of his father death. But was his father really dead? Or was he just mortaly wounded?

 

" And if that means I have to fight my way through all of you bantha fodders, I will. I want to see my father now. And if it come to where I will die just to see him, then let it be."

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OOC: Death post... See you all in 3.

 

As the red beam speared through the aging Traitor, a smirk stretched across his face, "Baptised... in blood, the dark side looms over my soul, only to come back and sever from you your life, Akturus... but like all debts... it shall tax me, should it consume me."

 

His two blades collapse to the floor, released from his hands, as he falters to the floor, released from Akturus' grip... landing on his knees, in supplication to the unified Force,

 

Forgive my weakness... grant me the strength to live on. Save them, if it costs my life...

 

The life that shined behind the clouded eyes vanished and the corpse collapsed onto the durasteel floor of Akturus' throne room. Blood pooling about the injury.

Heathen Master of the Lords of Hate

KR: I'm like the freakin' Martha Stewart of Chaos.

 

He was also a Marxist, which is dumb.
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((OOC: Darn I was hoping to get off this planet and not have to fight any one. Oh well ))

 

The boy felt a hurting feeling in the back of his head. It felt like a bat hitting him. His eyes widen as tears began to drip from them. His father was dead and so was Renin's. The boy fell on his knees and felt the pain that his father was going through. The placed both hands on the ground trying to keep while holding his saber in his right hand.

 

" Mother....I want you to go now. Take every one and go now. Please do not argue with me and trust me on this. If you love me you will listen to me. "

 

The boy stood up and looked at his mother into her eyes.

 

" Do it for me......do it for dad..."

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The Sith Lord's black-robed aide, the one capped with a silver ornament.

 

"None of you are going anywhere."

A silver-plated protocol droid steps forth from the shadows.

 

"Tekkan Raas and the Sith witch, the Emperor wishes to see you now ”“ if you would be so kind to follow PC-36 down there."

 

The black-robed aide gestures towards a side passageway, one that seemingly leads away from the great hall.

 

"Cineon Yahn, you are to take Sirvani Zsahra and Renin Santur - yes, the Emperor knows your names - to the training rooms on level three. No one is to be fatally harmed."

 

***

 

PC-36 guides the bounty hunter and Sith witch down that side passageway, which ultimately leads to a side entrance to the Sith Lord's great hall.

 

Darth Havoc smiles at the sight of the two.

 

"Ah yes, you two did take your time, didn't you?"

 

The body of the blind one remains where it is, in plain sight of the two newcomers.

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Sirvani listened to Renin's plea, but shook her head as the troops began to move the group in two directions. Renin, she said through the Force, do not do anything rash. Save your strength, for I feel there will come a time when you will need it. Draw from your pain as you have been taught. We must go on, son--this is not the end.

 

She turned to the one referred to as Cineon Yahn. "Lead on." She was not surprised at all by the knowledge that the 'Emperor' knew their names. It was not a hard thing to find out, and was often used against prisoners to give them a sense of foreboding and despair.

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Emily:"Were you a carrot?"

John: "No, I was more like celery."

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Alora glanced at Sirvani, feeling her pain of loss and looked down at the young boy, her expression neutral. She didn't want to say anything, but she had felt a slight thrill as she felt the death of John.

 

She haughtily jaunted out her chin as the aide spoke. She spun, catching Tekkan's hand and lacing her fingers through his before moving off to follow the droid. Arriving in the great hall Alora glanced briefly at the body of John lying in a pool of blood, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow as the being infront of them spoke. At the Emporer's comment she met his yellow eyes.

 

"So...? We're here now and you were busy when we arrived... Mi'Lord."

 

Her violet eyes never left his as she tilted her head indicating the body on the floor before she dropped to a sweeping curtsy... without letting go of Tekkan's hand. She could feel the dark power radiating out from the Emporer and she did respect power. The dark energies were intoxicating...

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Darth Alraune

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The boy listened to his mother and calmed him self. He hid his feeling deep inside like air in a balloon. But if that air grew the balloon would pop. He followed his mother and the Dark Jedi. When he walked by Alora, she gave him a glance as did Renin back to her.

 

Her eyes looked cold and dark, but she felt like she enjoyed his father's death. His anger grew more and more every time he thought of his father falling to the Emperor. Replying to his mother he spoke in a sad voice through the force.

 

Where do you belive there taking us? Why havnt they killed us already?

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Cineon gritted his teeth, he was about to lash out at Sirvani for being ignored, but he managed to keep himself from doing so. "Is that a fact? Thanks for telling me." Cineon pulled out his lightsaber and cut off the aide's head, "Good thing my orders didn't include harming you." Cineon looked at Sirvani and deactivated his lightsaber, "You're lucky I'm under orders." Cineon pivoted sharply on his right foot and went to the training area.

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Wow, you're a sick bastard. I thought I was bad, making minions eat their own brains and all
MasterJediJesus: Now you're just being a [richard]

When I get angry, people start dying.

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Blankly the Hunter starred at the bloody body of the Sith Master John Skywalker, the one he had met on Raxus Prime so long ago. Alora was a strong warrior, but at their entrance to the room Tekkan felt her squeeze his hand tighter at the sight. Reassuringly, he gently squeezed her hand back, his steely emerald eyes falling on the form of the one that had called them both here.

 

"Well if it isn't the Big Bad himself..."

 

Raas gazed down at the body of the Sith Master, pausing as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it with one hand.

 

"...you know, an impaled body on the floor really doesn't scream "Welcome". Perhaps a nice flower arrangement would help, you know, if you propped them up in the gaping chest wound."

The Bounty Hunting world's one man scourge

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So between the flowers and steak I'm saying "I kill stuff for you. Please like me."
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She responded to Renin's questions. They are taking us to some training room of some kind. And I feel there is more to this than has been revealed. Something about us makes us too valuable to kill--yet. This Havoc wants something from us, even if it is only the satisfaction of killing us himself.

 

Hearing Cineon's bitter words, she smirked, but held her tongue. It wouldn't do to get them in a tighter spot than they were already in. Not that Sirvani doubted herself or her skills as a fighter and Sith Lord, but it would be best to lessen the severity of the situation rather than increase it.

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Emily:"Were you a carrot?"

John: "No, I was more like celery."

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* A SEED shuttle drops out of hyperspace. Before entering it had been carefully checked for tracking devices, so any possibility of pursuit is effectively negated.*

 

'This Governor Jidai Geki of SEED and associates requesting an audience with His Excellency the Emperor.'

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Suluric keyed his armband, accessing the autopilot commands for his shuttle. It would jump to a location outside of Foy's general area to prevent it from being tracked. All his weapons and gear were aboard that ship, and he prefered not to be seperated from his arsenal. That could wait however. Jacobi looked skyward at the burnt black sky and the fumes that rolled into it, this location did seem Sithly alright.

For the glory of battle

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*Geki becomes impatient with the lack of response from Foy traffic control and takes his shuttle in to land regardless. He enters the planet's atmosphere and docks at the Emperor's palace.*

 

'Let's go.'

 

*Geki, Trith, and Suluric exit the shuttle and proceed to the throne room, coldly disregarding any Imperial personnel they come across. Soon they reach the vast throne room and stand before Emperor Akturus.*

 

'Emperor Akturus. We have many things to discuss.'

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OOC: Thanks Geki that was taking forever.

 

Jacobi Suluric stood tall with his repeating rifle slung over his shoulders.

He was never fond of Imperials, they could be very shrewd about their business. But they were still good payers. SEED was all that mattered now, a military figure, an assasin, a bodyguard, or just spare muscle, it did'nt make a difference as long as a decent amount of credits came along.

 

Suluric stared at the form of the Emperor. He stood at attention.

For the glory of battle

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Darth Havoc smiles at the sight of his old ally, the venerable (at least in certain circles) Jidai Geki. All of the pieces are finally coming together, the Sith Lord thinks. Darth Havoc's gaze moves from Geki, to the fallen form of the blind Sith Lord, then to the hunter Tekkan Raas, then to the Sith witch Alora, and finally to Geki's associates. Darth Havoc's devilish smile fades as he senses the ”œaura”

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*Geki smiles at his old friend.*

 

'Even insects have their uses when they are loyal to the cause.'

 

*Geki speaks into his comm wand.*

 

'Trith, Lord Havoc offers some of his finest quarters for you and the Mandalorian. Take him there and fill him in on the aims and modus operandi of our fine organisation. I will summon you soon and give you further instructions regarding our plans.'

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Suluric had nearly no time to react, a swift back breakfall was the only thing that saved him from a broken neck.

The power of the Sith Lord was beyond compare.

He glared at the guards as they put their blasters at his throat.

 

They let their weapons rise as Geki ordered Trith and he to report to arranged quarters. The cast out pair walked down the black marble corridors escorted by the grim uncompromising guards.

For the glory of battle

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Alora glanced at Geki briefly before turning her attention back to Darth Havoc as he spoke.

 

She squeezed Tekkan's hand slightly as she heard about the clone army to be based on him... As long as the original remains mine... hmmm interesting concept, many of him instead of just the one... Her thoughts ran wild before she turned her attention back to the being in front of them.

 

"You're offer sounds intriguing Mi'Lord" Alora inclined her head towards the Emperor. The thought off having more control over the dark energies exciting her. Her eyes voilet sparkling with the temptation of more power.

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"Yes Governer, We'll be waiting. Trith out."

 

Trith, not appreciating the "escort", bit her lip and stayed her anger, letting it boil inside. She could have taken these guards out, but she felt that such action would be somewhat destructive to the plans Governer Geki had formulated.

 

When they came to their quarters, the guards pressed blaster rifles to their backs, willing them inside. Trith's hand on her vibrosword tensed, she fought back the urge to spill the blood of these worthess grunts, reminding herself that they were Geki's friend's soldiers, and it would not be profitable. After the door had closed behind them, She turned to Suluric, and with a sarcastic edge touching her voice, she made a query.

 

"How very hospitible of them, wouldnt you say?"

 

Her anger was dissipating, and her hand relaxed on the ornate hilt of her sword.

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"The bounty hunter's shuttle is ready, Emperor Akturus."

 

Sate An, an elderly Imperial agent with a scarred visage, steps forth from the shadows. Sate An, having been stationed on Coruscant for the past while, had been pleased to return to Foy, the real Imperial capital ”“ news of his mission to Kamino had somewhat fouled the elderly Imperial agent's mood, however. After bowing before Darth Havoc, and exchanging a few quiet words in a tongue unknown to most, Sate An turns to face Tekkan Raas and the others ”“ his eyes (one a dark blue, the other, the one on the scarred side of his face, a milky white) gaze from the bounty hunter's mug to the nearby fallen form of the blind Sith Lord.

 

"We leave now, bounty hunter."

 

Sate An smiles, showing rows of broken teeth.

 

"Your first task is to pick up the remains of that... creature, and to carry it to the shuttle."

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Throughout the entire ordeal "The Hunter" had remained silent, taking in everything the Sith Lord spoke of. An entire clone army would be based on him, the offer was enticing, but the thought of more then one man with his abilities and adaptability was a little unsettling. Ten thousand copies...but would they out-do the original? Were credits really worth more then individuality? The answer was clear in the mind of the Hunter: of course they were!

 

"The war has already begun, Emperor, nice to see you finally got around to recruiting the best," he said with a devilish smirk.

 

Raas loved to test the limits to which he could tread, subtle wit always hiding the mind that was ever ready for new threats and experiences. From the shadows an aged and battered man emerged, his voice ordering him to follow and obey. Tekkan had to surpress the wild urge that told him to draw his blaster, drop the man and begin a brawl to end them all...for no other reason other then the thrill. Another time, though, as the intention was hidden by a cool demeanor and sly smirk.

 

His Sith vixen was standing to his right, Alora's hand tightly clenching Tekkan's. He gradually loosened his grip and instead moved his hand slowly across the small of her back, resting his touch on her right hip as he pulled her close to him; the sides of their bodies closely pressed together. He lowered his face to her left ear and softly whispered.

 

"I have to go, love, but I'll be back shortly. Besides, it sounds like you and the Sith have much to discuss."

 

Breaking the contact he moved over to the fallen form of John Skywalker, lifting him off of the ground and throwing him over his shoulder. With nothing more then a quick glance at Alora, he followed Sate An towards the waiting shuttle...

The Bounty Hunting world's one man scourge

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So between the flowers and steak I'm saying "I kill stuff for you. Please like me."
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Darth Havoc silently watches as Sate An ushers the bounty hunter, who was now carrying the fallen body of the blind Sith Lord, out of the great hall. A moment later, the Sith Lord's eyes turn to the woman standing before him; Darth Havoc, by means of both sight and the more intricate powers of the Force, carefully monitors her reaction to the bounty hunter's absence. Her love should be given to the dark side of the Force, yet she wastes it on this man ”“ this must be remedied, Darth Havoc thinks.

 

"This is place is strong with the dark side of the Force, my dear. Sit, where you stand now. Sit, and close your eyes. Open yourself up to the dark side of the Force ”“ let it flow through you. When you are one with the dark side, you will hear, in your mind, my next words."

Darth Havoc smiles, and then rises from his black throne. Without another word to the woman, the Sith Lord slowly makes his way over to Jidai Geki.

 

"Walk with me, my old friend."

 

Darth Havoc, slightly bent over, as if weighed down by the many years beneath his belt, places a hand on Jidai Geki's shoulder and guides him out of the great hall, and out onto an adjoining balcony. Outside, Darth Havoc gazes out at a roaring volcano in the distance ”“ Mount Vader, as it was called. After a long moment passes, the Sith Lord sighs.

 

"You are not fit, in your present state, to join me, my old friend."

 

Darth Havoc turns and faces Jidai Geki.

 

"I have great plans for this galaxy, and I would only have the best at my side. In your present state, you are of no worth to me. You are pathetic, nothing but a shell of the creature you once were; a parody of the once great Jidai Geki."

As Darth Havoc speaks, his back straightens, and he stands tall. With, ”œthe once great Jidai Geki,”

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*Geki is taken completely by surprise by the lightning attack, and he is driven to his knees. The forceful deactivation of the nanites coursing through his body feels to the SEED Governor like a billion white-hot needles piercing his own cells, so intertwined are the microscopic machines with his anatomy.*

 

'Hale... what....'

 

*Geki's nanites are shut off remarkably quickly, being no match for the destructive dark side energy ravaging them.*

 

'Ahh... what's... happening?!'

 

*For a moment there is nothing. Then there is the Force.*

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Darth Havoc ceases his attack, and lowers his arms. A moment passes before the Sith Master's features return to those of the wizened old man, Emperor Akturus. Once again bent over, Darth Havoc smiles.

 

"Close your eyes, my old friend. Let your mind go blank..."

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