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"How good is your attention Aia?" Myth asked.

 

It's as good as my Father taught me.

 

Right. Well, lets see how good he taught you. As we walked here, how many people did we see?

 

Aia's face went blank as she recalled how many people she saw. Her eyes turned glassy as she focused on nothing but her thoughts. Finally, her face became animated as she answered. Seventeen

 

Myth raised an eyebrow, "seventeen? are you sure you are accurate?"

 

Aia nodded. A wookiee is not concidered people. Not the way I was taught. And I wouldn't say the man lying in a heap would be a sentient being. Not from the smell he gave off.

 

Myth nodded slowly. "Would you know this non-sentient being if you met him again?"

 

Aia stared at Myth. I... I don't know.

 

Indicating the space of corridor behind her, Myth asked another question. "What is it that you can sense behind me? Use all your senses."

 

Aia looked. I see a corridor, the same corridor of any Star Destroyer. Long and slightly illuminated. I hear the humming of the machinery behind the walls. The beating of power.

 

"The beating of power? I don't hear that."

 

I do. It's like a double beat. Rythmic. Echoing. Can you not hear that?

 

Myth thought for a bit. "I hear rythmic beats, but it is not power I hear. listen again, and watch."

 

Staring at the corridor, Aia looked once more. Her brow furrowed in concentration and frustration. Myth watched her as the beating became louder and closer, and then she saw the shock on her face as the two men came around the corner of the corridor.

 

"The lighting in thses corridors are decietful. What may appear to be a long corridor may only be a curved corridor. Now... May I introduce you to two of my officers, Dave and Dan."

 

Aia looked at the two men, so similar in looks. Are they twins?

 

"No. They are not. Do you recognise either one of them?"

 

How could I recognise them?

 

"Dan was that pile of flesh, lying in a heap. If you noticed... his hand was showing. Take a look at his hand now."

 

One of the men held up his hand to Aia. A long, gruesome scar circled the palm.

 

"He was showing this hand as he came around the corner. Aia, this is the sort of detail you need to learn. I am proud of your Father teaching you the basics, you have learnt them well. But if you wish to be a great Hunter, you will need to be able to pick up on the finer details."

 

Myth laughed "and besides, why would I ever let some slum to curl up and die on my ship? I would put him to good use, like feeding some of our pets."

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yes i will learn. umm, what do i call you? On my home planet, we call our superiors 'master'. is it ok if i call you that, or do you prefer to be called something else? i was also wondering how many hunters are on your squad. My father was self employed and never worked with anyone else, so i have little interaction skills.

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Mange had been meditating for many days. Planning. Thinking. He awoke and searched the ship for Ikirra. He found him in his quarters.

 

"Mange, good to see you." Ikirra remarked at Mange's arrival.

 

"I must speak with you about something, Ikirra." Mange replied.

 

"What is it?" he asked.

 

"I must leave you. There is something I must do for now. Maybe I'll join you again someday and it has been pleasant under your command, but for now I must leave. I bid you a goodbye." Mange said with remorse.

 

At that, Magne seemed to seemed to vanish. Ikirra looked out the window to see Deedius Mange's ship fade into the depths of space.

 

"Fairwell" Mange said to himself as Ikirra's ship left his sensors.

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I do not like the name 'master', it is a term only the jedi and the Sith use. You may call me simply Myth. Or Admiral if you wish to seem polite. And I have a few Bounty hunters with me. They are all busy though, so it may be some time before you get to meet them.

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finally aware of his surroundings, his ship and the hangar bay as his view, he realizes the mystical ewok with a lightsaber he had seen with his drunkenness now was leaving aboard his starship and with his leaving he sensed a tremendous drop in the force, the likes of which he had never been capable of sensing, this ewok must have possessed great abilities and huge powers the likes of which we will all miss for this great upcoming war... bored he decided to take a nice long walk, wander around the ship and explore some more... he thought to himself. he mumbled onwards... continuing his journey... his thoughts clouded, unfocused, dark and confusing...

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A very beat up Sith Infiltrator entered Outer Heaven's sensors and hovered into the port of Ikirra Josten's ship. Every force sensitive being on the ship noticed the power entering the ship. It seemed like Deedius Mange had returned, but something was different.

A loud crack occured when the ship landed; one of the landing gear legs nearly gave out under the weight of the ship. The doors of the ship opened and small, cloaked being exited. It seemed that Deedius Mange had returned, but he looked a little bigger and and his power seemded different. The figure walked around the ship to the broken leg. A small chuckle could be heard from underneath the cloak. He then continued up to one of the officers and asked where Ikirra was and the officer told him how to get to his quarters. Following the directions he recieved, the being navigated his way to Ikirra's room. On his way, he noticed John Skywalker wobbling in the remainder of his drunkeness. This amused him. He found Ikirra standing in front of the window, looking upon the Fleet of Outer Heaven.

"Who disturbes me?" asked Ikirra

The creature lowered his hood to reveal the face of an Ewok.

"Mange? What happened to your spikes?" said Ikirra

"I am Mange, but not the one your speak of. My name is Scornius Mange, the older brother of your friend Deedius Mange. I am seeking him out, for i need his alliance. I heard he came to work for you for a while, but, alas, i feel not his presence in this fleet; i feel he is far from her. Do you have any idea of his location?" Mange replied.

"Scornius, h---"

"Please. Call me Scorn" interrupted Scorn.

"Scorn, he left a week ago, a bit abruptly i might add. He did not mention his destination, only that there was something he need to do. I'm sorry I cannot help you."

A bit of remorse appeared in Scorn's eyes.

"Thank you. I must go now, I sense my brother, but the feeling is weak, something may be wrong with him, but I may return" said Mange.

"Good Luck" Ikirra said.

After this was said, Scorn seemed to disapear, much like his brother did when he left Outer Heaven about a week ago.

A loud smash could be heard throughout the ship; the remainder of the damaged landing gear leg had broken off and crashed into the floor of the dock as Scorn was lifting off.

"So much for landing." Scorn said to himself ashe was leaving Outer Heaven.

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Myth watched Aia before replying.

 

"you may start now. You can fly a ship. That's good. But can you use weapons? Different weapons?"

 

Myth led Aia to the training deck. Lying all over the place were simulators. Walking over to one of them, Myth opened the door. Aia cautiously stepped inside. Before closing the door, Myth told her "you will train on these as much as you can. It will get you ready for battling different circumstances. When you are ready, then we will test your skills for real."

 

With that she slammed the door and started up the Simulator for Aia.

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Aia looked around the deck. A look of confusion came over her face. "Great. The thing they start me out on, I have no idea how to use this thing!"

She picked up a weapon and looked around. There were flashes of lights everywhere and lasers flying overhead. She rolled over as a laser light sped through the air where she just was. She started shooting towards the source, but knowing that there was no hope of hitting anything.

"Maybe I should tell them about my weak spot...but then maybe I should leave it until they notice." She looked down at her left arm. Aia tried moving her fingers, but she was unable to get used to the metal arm. I swear I'll get that masked man for what he did to my arm...and for killing my father she thought to herself. She was brought back to reality when the door flew open again.

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*Yakooza finds himself wandering the halls of Outer Heaven trying to find his way when a man seems to inadvertantly bump into him. Kimra watches as the man walks of wondering why the man had placed a letter in his hand when they ran into each other. He didn't ponder it long when he found him self reading it and memorizing his first mission.*

 

~I hate to kill with out perpose, but perhaps it is ment to be this way.~

 

*He begins to stride toward the docking facility where his freghter is docked.*

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"perhaps the mystical ewok has returned, then again, he left rather quickly, strange this place seems, then again, i should not smoke what strangers give me when i am drunk..."

 

walking off... finding a bathroom and throwing up...

 

-from the bathroom stall a voice is heard, it is john again in pain-

"definitely dont smoke what people give you, my that hurt as it came up... wake up you moron!" he said to himself... "if you keep this up, you'll die in your own ship... no more drinking, no more smoking, only meditate and eat and drink water... only the neccessities, none of this "special' stuff..." he said to himself

 

"damn i threw up over my cloak, damn i need a dry cleaner..."

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Scornius came out of hyperspace as he approached Outer Heaven.

COMM to Ikkira Josten: I have found Deedius. He is in and unconscious state. I request a room that i can use to revive him in. Can you help me?

Scorn turned of his commlink as he awaited a reply.

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wandering the ship now, having left the bathroom with drying vomit on his cloak, he somehow manages to find a drycleaner aboard the flagship, funny he thinks how even in the middle of space people need to wash their clothes... so taking off the cloak, exposing his dark denim pants and dark shirt; button up, black, you know...

 

putting the cloak in the spin cycle and having to waste fifteen credits on a stinking washing machine, his cloak comes out ten minutes later mountain fresh, even funnier he has never seen a mountain spring, he has always been a city slicker, a new scent to experience he decides, nonetheless, sensing a great rise in the forces of darkness, what appears to be the powers of two mystical ewoks, cool, two dark masters, now one or the other can train me, or atleast give me a saber, then again, ewoks have been known to be quite a bunch of arses...

 

whatever now with his cloak back on, he goes off to his room, time to start acting on his promise to meditate.

 

lighting a zippo lighter to watch and sense the flames move as the airvent alters their direction his own mind probing the force, strange to show such concentration in a novice, it allowed to manipulate his powers for the first time. the lighter was moving, he discovered his own capabilities of telekinesis... then the lighter fell, too much excitement, damn... more control next time...

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"Thank you," replied Scornius.

After Ikkira's acknowledgement, Scornius docked Deedius's ship in the port. Scornius emerged from the doors of the ship to meet his escorts. He told them to retrieve the large containment device form the cargo of the ship and bring to his room. After the command was given, Scornius returned to the cockpit and emerged again with a small, black case. He followed the escorts as they moved a large metal device; inside the device, Deedius's suspended motionless body could be seen.

"I will be with you soon, brother." Scornius whispered to his brother's motionless body.

He looked around him to see that some of the workers had stopped to look at the two ewoks.

"It is not polite to stare," Scornius said with an evil grin.

The workers returned to what they doing after this had been said. They arrived at Scornius' room. The escorts moved the device into the room and left and shut the door after Sconius thanked them. After he sat in silence for some time simply staring at his brother, Scornius opened the black case to reveal some silver tools; he then moved over to the control panel of the device and entered a few numbers. At this, Deedius' motionless body fell out of the device and onto the floor. He had been taken off the device's life-support, so he wasn't breathing. Scornius removed a long silver clasp of some sort and continued to shove it down Deedius' throat. He jiggled it around a little, stopped, then twisted it violently. Deedius' eyes opened and blinked a few times. He layed on the verge of unconsciousness for a few moments. It took him a while to recognize his brother; it had been so long since he had last seen him

"Sc-Sc-Scornius? Is that you?" he said still recovering.

"Yes, brother." Scornius replied with a slight smile.

"It's to see you again, Scornius."

"And it's good to see you. You've changed greatly in power."

"I am. I was training under one called Lord Hethrir, until his unfortunate demise on Yavin IV....killed.....by Jedi who stormed the planet. I have yet to have my revenge."

"I have been training too, under a man called Sedriss; he was the supreme Executor to the Emperor until he died during an atempt to kill Luke Skywalker. I see you have a light saber, brother. I had one until it was destroyed by some Jedi. He is dead. I use a sith sword now."

"Unfortunate," Deedius said as he moved to the bed and layed down to help his recovery, "Where am I?" he asked.

"Outer Heaven," he replied, "By the way, what are these objects you shoved into your body?" he asked.

"Ah...my 'modifications'. Don't you like them? They prove sufficient in battle."

Scornius laughed, "You have changed!"

Deedius smiled, "Why are you here?"

"I've come to join you in your journeys. I found myself...well...bored, so started to search for you only to find you in the unconscious state that you were in. Sorry if my awakening you caused your inconvenience."

"Not at all," replied Deedius. His mood then suddenly changed, "My only mission is to kill those Jedi who murdered my master." he hesitated for a while, "Scornius?"

"Yes, brother?"

"I'll leave you my saber, ship, and anything else you need, just promise me one thing." Deedius said with a grim voice.

"Why do you speak like this?" asked Scornius in concern.

"PROMISE ME!!!" screamed Deedius.

"Y-yes, an-anything. What is it?" stuttered Scornius in suprise.

"Avenge my master's death and remove my burden."

"Of course, but why are you speaking like this!?! You will be with me, won't you!?!" asked Scornius in dismay.

Deedius sat up, removed his saber from his belt, and pressed to hilt to his temple.

"I will always be with you, brother...always." Deedius said calmly.

His hilt activated and his cold dead body fell to the ground. His entire body disappeared except for his spikes, fangs, claws, and cloak. He was one with the force.

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the changes in the force john just felt alerted him. it seemed a sleeping force was awakened, a great one indeed, a dark force to be reckoned with, two it seemed, then all of a sudden one vanished and the force became strangely unbalanced, a sensation as if one had become one with the force, the other it seemed his anger and shock heightened his own abilities... well what was lost, will be earned by all of those who wield the powers of darkness, for with that loss perhaps the scale can be tipped in our favor, then again one life is never enough, that is why we enjoy the kill is it not?

 

rearranging his thoughts, he figured, he better continue meditating for to each his own, my concerns are mine, theirs are theirs, to each his own... for now...

 

staring at the flame he continued, a hint of energy he felt as he closed his eyes, the flame was under his control, he had done it once again, telekinesis... now to enhance his control...

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Faust lands the Bhelliom and moves out seeking his target, having an accompanyment of 10 KiLLeRs follow him around for backup.

 

Scornious Mange. Hmmmm....

 

He first spots the quaries ship and rigs it with a few explosives used for heavy demolitions, followed by the thunderous detonation of those explosives. Faust whistles as he makes his way to his targets room. Faust debates his course of action then settles on a more direct method. He pulls out a sonic gun and places up to the door of his targets room. He quickly and quietly hotwires the door which slides open.

 

He judges a good 30 feet between him and Mange and whips out his Stokhli Spray Stick and vibroblade, quickly firing off a large volly of stun netting to cover the target and anything else in the room with the unblockable spraymist while putting his vibroblade in a defensive guard to stop any lightsaber attacks. At that same moment, the 10 KiLLeRs lock onto Scornious' torso and fire off a series of rapid shots, aiming to kill.

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Myth escorted Aia to one of the landing bays. In the bay held a single ship. Myth's Personal ship.

 

"Now, Aia. We are going to test your skills more thoroughly. We will travel and put you in real combat. Perhaps your training would be more productive that way."

 

The two women boarded the ship. And headed off into space.

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a disturbance again, the fire was lost in his confusion, what could it be, why was it so close? in shock he began to concentrate the confusion didnt let him... could it be? the death of mange and scornius at once? no some force was left behind, however little, mange has died, but could it be? scornius too? aboard the ship, prodding a little more, the dark powers were in pain, not anger, it was not self-sacrifice... he was being attacked!

 

running out of his room, he was weak, but if scornius died his closest chance for training would be lost... how could that happen? how could he let it happen? he owed him something, after all, he was on his side... whatever he could do was something. picking up a few blasters and pulling the ship's alarm he ran to the origin of the force, whereever he felt it take him... hoping anger would excite his abilities, perhaps he could do more than he thought... with the alarm drawn, soldiers clamoring to the site a battle was about to take place, perhaps this was the action we were all waiting for, unfortunately its happened so close to home...

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Ikirra is alerted b4 the alarm is sounded by his dark troopers that they had detected something. At the sound of the alarm unshieths his vibro blades from his back as he jumps up.

 

They realease from his pack with a

SHrinnnk

 

He walks over to the comm and calls for his elite, his Dark troopers, to be dispurced to the location of penetration. Ikirra ordered 50 of them to also meet him at the exit of his personal turbo lift.

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Ikirra pushes a small button behind a hidden panal and a turbo lift is revealed from behind one of the walls. He boards it and begins moving to the floor of penetration.

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Seconds latter. He is on the floor. His troopes apear behind him shortly after.

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Around the corner lay there foe. Hew comes around.

 

He laughs..."arrogan fool do you think tyou could honestly get through our defenses without being detected. my troops knew even before the alarms went off."

"In order to get to my men you have to get through me."

 

Ikirra smiled darkly.

 

He stepped back into a left back stanceand placed his right vibro blade at a 45 and moved his left at a 160 just below.

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rounding the corner to the floor, it seemed to be the right one... whoa, wtf, the force powers in the room have risen to greater heights? ikirra? could it be? no way... well, lets see them, maybe i could pick off one of his Killers, arse, did he really think we'd all let him get away with it? none the less... lets set up the aim, that moron in the corner seems pretty stupid...

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Zuloth appears from behind the opponent along with 200 troops behind him.

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Zuloth removes a heavy reapting rifle and sets it up on a tripod. The troopers behind him all take up dfensive possitions. One oif the troopers grabs a piece of transparasteel and lays it in front the repeating rifle all but the barrel is covered.

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Scornius, still suprised from from both his brother's death and this attack, quickly fought off the net, grabbed his brother's light saber, and continued you reflect the laser attacks at his opponents. He then used Force Speed and jumped over his assailents while beheading one and disemboweling another. He entered the hallway and noticed John Skywalker, Ikkira Josten, and quite a few Darktroopers. He noticed this Faust character was confused by this so Scornius quickly removed a dagger from his side and chopped of the guy's right index finger.

"HA! Now you can't point!" exclaimed Scornius.

He then jumped behind Ikkira, next to John, and drew his light saber.

"Here," he said to John as he removed his old sith sword,"Use this to block anything if you have to."

As John recieved to sword, he nearly fell over because of its weight.

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HOLY CRAP! He said as the sith saber knocked him off balance, damn, those things are heavy... Quickly learning, he begins to wield it a few turns and what not, blocking off a few shots, then he brought back out the blaster and shot a killer in the head, another in the leg... The last one he shot as he turned around, oh yeah, feel that one, a-hole. Those three fell dead because of blood loss. Faust was more than confused, he was yelling like a little girl, his men were dying! The nearly three hundred men, surrounded Faust and his men, now 8. Smiling, John said i think the odds are in our favor dont you think so? Getting used to the saber now, he was figuring out how to wield it. The power it contained was amazing.

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Dragoons troops recently back form the war decide to train up a little. They also welxcome a new bunch of recruits that they just recieved. Dragoon walks to where his darktroopers are training. He walks over and begins to give them the new training schedule that he worked out for them. It is harder than the stormtroopers but it will make them better in combat. He also shows them a new storage facility that he found on hias ship a few days ago. It conatins space trooper armor. He then sets the back to training.

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Everyone, drop your weapons! This is Commonwealth lieutenant Zion, and we are here to detain Scornius Mange and Vladimir Faust. Your captain was informed of our arrival.

 

*Gabriel is escorted by twenty fully armed, armored, and shielded troops. He is only being escorted by twenty individuals because this is a star destoyer, and he wouldn't try to do anything ridiculous like shoving 200 troops in a cramped corridor.*

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Ikirrra odered his guards to stand down. The 50 behind him report to attention. Zuloth does the same. his men filling back far down the corridor in one of the 2 halls that led to the room.

 

Ikirra then turned to the sith.

 

"The Lt. here thinks you are allied with the Sith fleet. We are all aware you have been trained as one, but in oder to satisfy him you must declare that you are not allied with thier fleet but are a mercenary working for me. He will be taking you to a trribuneral where you will announce this."

 

"5 of my troops will accompany his 25 to insure safty."

 

He then turned to the Lt. "as for fraustr here he is to be escorted to a cell and will be kept you are welcome to interrgate him yourself but it willl be on my ship."

 

With that 25 of the dark troopers came and removed fraust's weapons and escorted him to a cell wher he would remain for the time being.

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