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[Bad karma]

Dominique's eyes flashed towards the one known as Ichi only long enough to take in the things appearance. It was a scar upon the décor of the room, but she felt that the thing had its uses. She spoke directly to Yue, as if Terror did not exist. In reality, he was barely more noticeable then a mundane being. Yue was right; he did have potential but not much from what it felt like.

 

”œYou'll be assisting the take over of Coruscant. Your mission,”

[Darth Terror]

Darth Terror stood up silently and pulled up his hood. Many of the galaxy's citizens would be terrified to see him nearby due to his Sith robes, although they really had nothing more to fear from him than the next evil bloodthirsty warrior. At least that's how Dargo Terror wanted the galaxy to see him. But, yet again, as he had barely received any training yet, he was truly not all of that.

 

Darth Terror stood there, watching Dominique and Yue, but not hearing. He knew that whatever they were talking about was more important than he was, so he stood patiently, waiting......always waiting.....

[Guest]

Awaiting his Apprentice's reaction, Oni felt the ship begin to move, the thoughts of countless Lords and Apprentices echoing throughout his mind and thoughts as the Heretic grew ready to enter hyperspace. It seems that the battle for Coruscant was about to begin. Nodding to his Cyrus, he held up a hand to motion the ending of his training under Oni and the beginning of his training under the Force. After all, Life was guided by the force and no other.

 

Clipping the twin sabers onto his belt, Oni appraoched the two droids, both of them nodding in respect to him. They were of simple design, if you could call Nurgle's creations simple, as both were created in the namesake's image. They would be four members to this squad, so the small ship Oni and Cyrus had arrived on would be of little use. It seemed Oni would have to leave his prized ship behind and find another later.

 

Shuffling the two droids onboard, as well as his apprentices, Oni started the ship up. There mission was simple really, as once they arrived at Coruscant, they would exit the Heretic and begin their assualt on Coruscant, defeating any resistance that dared to show their futile faces. Feeling the massive star destoryer begin it's ascendance into hyperspace, Oni's excitment grew. After all, this would be his first major battle since his days as a Hutt Assassin.

 

"Hang on, here we go." Oni said to the group as the Heretic entered hypersapce above Cardia, as by the time his words were finished and the group had indeed held on, they would be above the capital planet of Coruscant. Then, and only then, would the true excitement ensue.

[Guest]

((Please excuse my absence...))

 

Anazider was puzzled for a moment, pondering on how exactly he was to jump across the dark room. He hummed, and crouched.

 

Well, here goes... everything...

 

He sighed and stood. He was not quite ready. He then took a deep breath, crouched down, and used the Force to push his feet and levatate himself. He was doing great... until he lost his focus in mid-air.

 

Oh... Crap...

 

He fell flat onto his face. He stood and faced his master, and lowered his head. He was very embarrassed.

[Faick Ond]

Faick Ond was just finishing his sixth-third game of holonet sabbac when he noticed some new ships in the area. He realized that one of the new ships was a Super Star Destroyer, namely the flagship of the Imperial Forces. He opened his comm and began to speak.

 

--Comm--

 

Good day Imperial Forces. My name is Faick Ond and I'm seeking an audience with Admiral Macleod. Awaiting your response.

 

-Ond Out

 

--End Comm--

[Yue]

Yue recived the orders and left with dargo and Ichi in toe.

 

"Dargo pick your weapons and armor well. I have only one weapon and will only use this as I need fit."

 

With that the three left for there job.

[Lord MacLeod]

The Comm was recieved and permission to land aboard the Imperial Vengance was given to Faick Ond. Once he was inside the SSD, he would be directed to the Foward Observation deck to meet with the Admiral in person.

[Faick Ond]

Faick smiled as he was given permission to land aboard the Super Star Destroyer. He moved his ship into the hangar bay and was met by two Imperial Guards with blasters at the ready.

 

"Woah, easy there fella's. No need to fret, I'm just here about a job."

 

The guards didn't relax any but it didn't make Faick nervous in the least. The lead guard motioned for Faick to follow, which he did, and the other guard brought up the rear. The walked for a few minutes before arriving in some kind of small, yet rather lavish audience chamber. Faick made his way up to who he guessed was the Admiral, made a sweeping bow, then returned to his up-right position, smiling slightly.

 

"Good evening, Admiral."

[Vash Mammon]

Lieutenant Starwind's shuttlecraft emerged from hyperspace with the rest of the fleet. She was extremely angry at being ignored, but of course the Empire could hardly be expected to make time for a simple recruiter. She opened her comm to the flagship.

 

"This is Lieutenant Rebecca Starwind. I am reporting from Tatooine. I need to dock with the flagship, my assigned vessel is not designed to support me for a long period of time."

[Lord MacLeod]

"Good evenign Mr. Ond." Luke nodded his head and turned to the two guards. "Dismissed." Once they had left, Luke nodded toward a chair at the front of his desk. "Take a seat and explain to me why you wish to join the Empire."

[Lora]

NPC post:::

 

A male voice came over comm in reply.

 

"Lieutenant Starwind, proceed to docking co-ordinates Zero Alpha Omega. You can report to the Admiral once you have docked."

 

 

 

 

[Darth Terror]

Dargo Terror carefully chose his weapons...he picked up a vibrosword, extendable double-bladed sword, and a couple blasters. He then picked up the armor with the best balance of strength and flexibility. With that, he followed Yue and Ichi and left.

[Faick Ond]

Faick nodded at the Admiral, thinking his answer through.

 

"Well, I'd like to join because of the extraodinary things I've heard about it. I share many of the same beliefs that the Empire was founded on, and I believe that I can bring many things to the Imperial Forces."

[Vash Mammon]

Lieutenant Starwind docked her ship and entered the main facility. She walked calmly through the various passageways, leading to the Admiral's location. It was not hard to find him, after asking for directions. After all, she had been stuck on Tatooine for several years.

[Lord MacLeod]

Luke pondered Faick's words for a moment then nodded slowly. "Very well Mr. Ond. Welcome to the Empire. Report to Captain Lora and one more thing. We bow only to the Emperor, to the rest of your superiors you salute, understand? Dismissed!" Luke becokened to one of the guards outside his office. " Show in Lieutenant Starwind."

 

The guard saluted and moments later returned with the Lieutenant. "Take a seat Lieutenant. Now why did you request to see me?"

[Vash Mammon]

She smiled at the Admiral, pleased to at last have an audience with him. Rebecca looked older than the Admiral, even though she was actually younger. The harsh deserts of Tatooine made one's features age much faster than normal. She supposed it was the price of serving the cause. The Lieutenant ignored the Admiral's offer of a seat.

 

"I've found some significant information. That was why I left my post, and sought you out. The Republic is planning to assassinate several key members of the Empire, including yourself. I would have tried to find out more, but I thought it better to bring what I have to you. It is urgent that you come examine this evidence personally. It is still in the hanger."

 

The Lieutenant was purposefully vague. The Admiral need to see it for himself to believe it. She was liable to be labeled insane, if she hadn't brought proof with her. Her voice betrayed a deep emotional distress as she spoke of the plot. Rebecca Starwind was a true believer in the Imperial cause.

[Haphaestus]

The Sith Master Haphaestus, having transferred with the fleet from the previous hidden Imperial base, headed to the hangar. First he ordered that several squads of stormtroopers load up into transports there and wait for his arrival.

 

By the time he arrived, the last of the white-armored troopers were coming up the hangar elevator and loading into said transports. Choosing to take only his small, nondescript craft himself, the Imperial Inquisitor lifted off and headed for deep space, instructing the transports to follow him.

 

There was work to be done for the new Empress, and Haphaestus would execute it. Soon, the ships were gone into hyperspace.

[Faick Ond]

Faick nodded and was escorted out of the room. Faick was led to a young woman who had the markings of a Captain.

 

"Lieutinant Ond, reporting for duty," he said, saluting quickly.

[Vladimir Faust]

Faust, sitting "idly" at Cardia, spent his days since the arrival of the new Dark Lord and now Empress reviewing tactics and training more and more of an elite number of troops. Even after the Trinity left for their sport at Gala and the main body left to retake the Galactic center, Faust remained behind.

 

Putting the fear of his wrath with some messy examples, complete desensitization of his trainees, as well as his experience from years of surviving on the front lines of war zones and later assassinating and killing large numbers of force users and Alliance made for hardened and effecient subordinates. Though merely a "general" Faust prided himself on extra pull and resources to accomplish what he needed.

 

Not all this time was spent on toughening up an ever growing elite band. Though not much of a strategist, Faust still had a brillaint enough mind in his twisted head to grasp and devise tactics and pull them together into a deadly chain. One such plan receiving the Empress' blessing was ready to reach fruition. Smiling, and flashing his all too white teeth, Faust soon found things ready to move.

 

At the command of an armada of Star Destroyers (the Imperial's Super Star Destroyer remained proudly in orbit), Faust lets out a low laugh as the stars fade to white lines and he takes the fleet, his fleet, into hyperspace.

[Lord MacLeod]

The admiral raised one eyebrow, he was oddly doubtful of what she was telling him. He stroked his chin slowly before pressing a button on his desk. The button would send a summon to the master at arms to report to the admiral's office. Moments later the master of arms arrived along with a squad of elite stormtroopers. "Admiral?"

 

"Captain, Lieutenant Starwind seems to have proof of a plot against several high ranking officers including myself. Escort her to the ship, examine and verify the proof for yourself and report back to me. Dismissed!" The captain saluted and stood ready to escort the Lieutenant back to the hanger bay and to her ship.

 

With that matter attended to for the moment, Luke checked over the reports of the base. The planetary base had been completed and now the orbital defenses were being constructed. He sent a private comm to Dominque, reporting the progress on Cardia.

[Vash Mammon]

"Alright, let's go. Stomme mensens."

 

Starwind began to escort the troopers to the hangar. But just as the started to depart, she leaped backward into the office, pressing the button to close the door behind her. The Lieutenant's body was changing as she moved. She pulled a blaster from her coat, and shot the door panel. When she turned back to Macleod, it was no woman standing before him. It was a tall man, with spiked blonde hair. He threw off his officer's jacket to reveal a large red coat hidden underneath. The man pulled orange glasses from his pocket, putting them on. He was still wearing the rest of the Imperial uniform. It made for an odd sight.

 

"I have a better idea. You tell your troopers to back away from this door, or I plug you. Don't think to try anything Admiral. I'm not human, in case you haven't figured it out. I'm at least four times your age as well. That makes me smart enough to recognize any trick and quick enough to stop you."

 

Vash moved putting Macleod between himself and the damaged door.

 

"Tell them now, or die where you stand."

[Vladimir Faust]

Boarding the Imperial Super Star Destroyer, the Imperial Vengence, Faust greets a routine of storm troopers ready to receive him.

 

Making his way into the depths of the ship with two troopers in escort, Faust mulls over the command from the Empress.

 

"Contact Admiral MacLeod at once," he states aloud, his blue eyes pulling themselves up from a datapad showing both progress at Mon Calamari to secure the place, as well as the recent repairs undertaken here at Cardia. "I wish to discuss our plans to flush out the rebels in their new hiding place."

 

At once, a comm is dispatched, and hanging over the Admiral and the spy in the office, is a short message that seems to echo across the room.

 

Admiral MacLeod, Vladimir Faust wishes to see you at once. He is on his way to discuss new orders from her majesty.

 

Meahwhile, Faust, currently oblivious to the events transpiring with in the office, makes his approach.

[Lord MacLeod]

Luke nodded slowly. "Sadly for you. I think your plot may not work out quite so well as you think." A compact but powerful blaster dropped into his right hand. He slapped his left hand down on the comm button. "General Faust. I would advise you to get to my office immediately."

[Vladimir Faust]

Faust's eyes narrow dangerously, glinting a pale blue and causing the immediate air tempature to drop several degrees. Forewarned, Faust's mind reaches out, grasping the immediate danger in the Admiral's office.

 

"I want this ship on full alert," Faust orders at once, breaking into a sprint. "The Admiral is under attack and there may be others." There is a glimmer of light as Faust draws his deadly blade and a disruptor into his hands. The storm troopers comply with Faust, struggling to keep up with the Imperial general. Word of this development is immediately sent to the Empress herself as a comm comes in, asking about the ship.

 

Faust knew that while he could catch and possibly corner the spy, the Admiral would have to defend himself for the time being. Despite of the danger, Faust's teeth shone red against the lights of alarm klaxons, as if savoring the potential to administer a font of bloodshed with his very hands.

[Vash Mammon]

The moment the Admiral moved, three shots rang out. One burned a hole in his blaster hand, knocking the weapon to the floor, the second two hit him in the left knee.

 

"That was very very stupid. I loathe stupid mortals."

 

Vash's long leg kicked the Admiral in the stomach, knocking him into the corner. They had been a fair distance from each other. It was almost as if the leg stretched to reach its target. Vash moved forward, leveling his blaster muzzle at the man's head. He had half a mind to finish the job. But they needed him alive. The Shi'ido's green eyes blazed behind his sunglasses.

 

"Are you going to cooperate, or do I have to end your short pointless life? The next shot will kill. Now . . . take of your clothes."

 

Vash opened the comm on the Admiral's desk, never taking his eyes or blaster off Macleod. When he spoke, it was Macleod's voice that emerged from his mouth.

 

"Sorry General. I don't have time to see you. I have to be going. Ready me a ship, or I fear I may not survive. Do not do anything dumb, I have it all under control."

 

Vash shut off the comm.

 

"Let's hope this Faust character is smarter than you. I'm not human. I will know if someone approaches that door."

[Lord MacLeod]

Luke landed on the floor with a growl of pain. As he landed he could feel something, it was as if the was a very cold and dark presence heading toward his office. He gritted his teeth and tried to let the figure know what was in the office with him. Shapeshifter is all his mind kept saying as the Admiral tried to contact the General.

 

Luke knew he was force sensitive, thing was he didn't know anything about how to you it, he was trying it against all hope that it would work. Then fighting against the pain in his left knee, Luke slowly and shakely Stood up and moved back to his desk. "So this is how low the Rebellion would stoop. Hiring an assassin to deal with an admiral and they claim to be so righteous." Luke slammed his hand down on the comm button, allowing the comm to be heard by the entire ship.

 

"You all know your duty to the Empire, should I fall in the process of doing my duty to the Empire. Carry out your duties. General Faust, you know what you have to do." However when Luke stopped speaking into the Comm, he didn't turn it off as such, everything else that happened would be heard by the crew.

 

Luke smiled through his pain and looked at the figure before him. "I have no intention of cooperating with you or whoever hired you." Luke smashed his head into the figure's nose making blood gush from it.

[Vash Mammon]

Vash stumbled back in pain. The Shi'ido's nose had been broken. He was not happy.

 

"Well now, that was a dumb thing to do mortal. I do not work for the Republic."

 

Vash's voice changed,

 

"Ik werk voor me."

 

The red sight of Vash's blaster lined up with the Admiral's forehead. Vash's finger hovered over the trigger.

 

Vengeance is a fool's errand.

 

Instead of shooting the Admiral, the Shi'ido landed three successive kicks into the Admiral's nose. The strength and speed of the attacks rendered the human unconscious and splattered blood all over the office. The Admiral was decidely less handsome, but he was alive. Vash fitted a pair of stun cuffs to the Admirals prone form. He removed the Admiral's coat, Imperial insignias, and weapons. Then he folded his own coat and glasses into his morphic body and began to change. Soon it was not Vash who stood in the office, but a Kamarian. Vash used one of his four arms to carry the Admiral, and the other three to force open the damaged door. The insectoid emerged into the hall.

[Moon Knight]

Time to go, thought the other occupant of the Lambda shuttle that had arrived with the Shi'ido assassin on board. The ramp was still lowered, and the man slipped out, trying not to attract too much attention. He doubted that he would be immediately labeled a threat, for it wasn't uncommon for a bounty hunter to be seen among Imperials.

 

Unless the symbol upon his chest was identified, no one would know that he was Moon Knight, one granted the power to see to it that good was done in the galaxy at the full expense of those who would have it otherwise.

 

More apparent would be his other identity. He was ShadowFett, the True Mandalorian, the one who had been representative of what a Mandalorian truly was. He hustled off in the direction he had seen Vash exit, drawing a few gazes but no blaster bolts.

 

He didn't know if Faust was here or if he was going to get involved. Fett had many memories of that particular hunter, having fought both against and briefly alongside him. Faust was mostly evil, and what was left of him was cruel without reason.

 

Rounding another corner, Moon Knight came into sight of a hallway with several stormtroopers therein. The door was being thrust open by three long arms, and Fett knew that they would belong to Vash. Time to give up the neutral appearance, he thought, whipping one of his Westar-34 blaster pistols out of its low holster.

 

Three shots downed three of the troopers, and his second blaster pistol joined the first a moment later. In seconds, he had downed the majority of the resistance without even one of them firing back. Only then did he take evasive action and work to end the brief firefight.

 

"Let's go," he called to Vash. "I'll cover you."

[Vladimir Faust]

Faust arrives just as a Kamarian bursts into the hall, carrying the unconscious Admiral on his back. The Hunter's eyes gleam as he watches this, a broad smile on his face. "Shoot it," Faust orders to the two storm troopers flanking him. There is a moment's hesitation for concern for MacLeod, but as Faust gave the orders, the two complied. Now about twenty meters away from the Admiral and his captor, Faust's sword rises up, pointed at MacLeod. Flashes errupt from behind Faust as the troopers open fire, sending full powered stun bolts at the Kamarian.

 

As this happens there is a great tug from Faust as the Admiral flies through the air, ripped out of his captor's raised hand by some unseen power. There is little finesse in Faust's effort and MacLeod is crudely thrown to the ground with a crack of bones, well behind Faust. His shoulder broke and one of his ribs snapped under the impact of the throw, but he was alive and out of harms way.

 

"Surrender or perish!" Faust orders, his eyes now alight. Even if they only delayed the Kamarain for a minute, maybe two, storm troopers would swarm this area and over power him. The Hunter's sword extends now at the captor. A roar errupts from the blade and filling span of the hall, quickly coming up behind the stun bolts, are tendrils of blue lightning, crackling with all of Faust's malice and hate.

[Vash Mammon]

Vash's multi-faceted eyes turned to look at what had stolen his prize. He recognized the man immediately. Vladimir Faust. Vash had never met him, but he had heard a great deal. Faust was formidable . . . for a human. The Kamarian had no choice though, he couldn't face down a whole group of Storm Troopers alone. As the shots came, Vash leaped into the air, gripping the roof with his small hairs. The insectoid moved with incredible speed around the opposite corner to find Moon Knight surpressing their fire. The Kamarian spun to the ground. It spoke in a high pitched tone.

 

"We don't have our target. All of this will have been for nothing if we flee now."

 

Vash didn't wait for a response though, and followed Moon Knight's orders moving toward the hangar.