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 Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 6:09 pm
Imperius spun his leg around and caught Neb near the jaw, but the glove hit him and pain seared up his body as he flew across again.
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 6:13 pm
Ouch. A kick had hit him in the jaw, but the combined whiplash of the backhand had made the sithlord hit the wall. But Neb was determined, and gave a strong force push in imperius's direction... so strong, he watched the wall give a small circular dent. All the meantime, he was charging the ex-senator, in hopes of getting close enough to finish everything...
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 6:17 pm
Imperius had no time to pull himself out of the wall. He was dazed, confused, and bleeding from the head. He watched as Neb charged towards him and waited for the final end...
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 6:22 pm
Neb had caught up to his prey, and pulled him up by the collar. With no weights to really hold him back, Neb actually proved to be quite strong, lifting the ex-senator with near ease.
"Imperius, here you meet your end." Neb said, glaring into the face of Feron. Neb looked at Angel, and gave one of those nods that said, "come here". Quickly snapping back at the fallen sith, Neb pursued.
"There are rumors of true jedi doing miraculous feats. A skill which I call a purge. While I have never done such things, there is nobody else here which can do a better job than I. I don't know what will happen, but Revan feignted. You may be stronger however..."
With that, Neb focused all of his energy, all of his purity, into a single thought, a single breath, and shot it into the body of Feron.
"Let go of your hate. Why are you so angry? You have no reason to be mad. Let go," Neb stated, giving one last ounce to the cause.
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 6:29 pm
In one single moment, there was a transformation. An atmosphere of hate, became an atmosphere of peace. Two super-men became just men. In one single moment, there was an evolution. In that one single moment, Darth Imperius, Dark Lord of the Sith was no more.
And in the single moment after that, Phoenix Feron fell unconcious.
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 6:44 pm
The fleet slowly advanced through the FSL ranks, with the Lusankya spearheading the assault, almost singlehandedly plowing through the assorted Venator and Victory class ships, with many an MC80 and some captured ISDs for good measure, as well as a compliment of Correlian Corvettes and Nebulon B frigates. In addition, scores of fighters flitted between the giant ships, X-wing on TIE fighter, A-wing against droid fighter.
However, the fleet steered clear of the crippled Black Void for the time being, with the exception of the NRSD Osiris and Squire Squadron, whom stayed just out of range of the station's gravitation anomaly weapons.
"About time to give them another sting," Mordranna commed the Osiris crew.
"What's the plan, general?"
"We're going to close in. I need the Osiris to harrass the cannons on board that thing. If it devotes it's energies to defending itself, I figure it won't have time to make it's little black holes. And, if it can't make little black holes, it won't be able to make a big one later,"
Then, a comm came from the nearby Sea's Dream. "We'll also go in, general. I have Trident, Swordfish and Stingray squadrons standing by,"
"Good," Mordranna commented. "Have them ready to launch on my mark,"
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 6:45 pm
The Auric Runner continued its flight through Hyperspace. Cale sat in the cockpit, a headset to his ear.
"Ok, you sure about this?" he asked the voice on the other line.
there was silence as Cale listened in and he nodded.
"Fine. The money will be in your account when the job is finished." Cale ended the conversation and hung the headset up. he began making calculations and plotting courses as Cambot fixed him with his eye.
"Who was that?" He asked.
"I got a contact in the bothan spynet. He gave me a juicy lead on a target for our next raid. A Sith Sepratist Faction ship jumped wrong at a hyperbuoy and missed its convoy. Its lost as hell aparently."
"So?"
Cale smiled at the droid. "Its a transport ship carrying Starship metals. Not worth alot to much but in the hands of Pirates it'll be worth its weight in Glit."
"So the hyperspace coordinates whe're heading too aren't Ord Mantell?" the droid querried.
"Nope. Have Rak power up the guns again. I want shields up, Code black Hole activated, and I want you to take that data disk of mine out and get ready to transmit it on my signal point cast at the ship. make sure we have an open channel to them when you do it." Cale grinned crazily as he tightened his gloves up. "Time to go hunting."
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 8:12 pm
A Gallofree AA-12 bulk hauler sat listing near a nebulae, Its crew trying to figure out where they were. It had been a few hours since their hyperdrive had malfunctioned and their Distress beacon was active through most of that time.
Someone was bound to show up sooner or later.
Unfortunately for the crew, they were right.
A YZ-775 suddenly jumped out of hyperspace right before the ship, her shields up and her batteries trained.
Quickly the transport powered up its own shields and weapons as the pirate ship blasted a warning volley across the AA-12's bow.
With four turbolaser cannons plus her extensive shield system, the 400 meter transport felt more than capable of repelling any assault the pirate ship could manage. then there were the guard bots, droids placed there to defend the ship against this very type of threat.
The Ship broadcasted a transmission to the vessel.
"Ahoy there Transport. This be Rake Dulnas, Captain o' the Princess Red speaken. ye best power down yer engines, guns and shields or we'll blast ye outta the skys. Cooperate, and we'll show Mercy. Resist, and I'll feed ya to me Mynocks!"
The transport replied by opening fire on the ship.
Cale dove the freighter down under the bolts and he chuckled. "Well won't they get a rude shock. Cambot, we still got an open channel with them?"
"Yes sir. They're demanding that we surrender to them." The bot said in a bit of a humored tone.
"Ok, send that data from the disk and piggy back it on a repeat of our transmission." Cale said as he leasurely dodged the freighter crew's blast.
The Droid did as he was told and for a few minutes, nothing happened. then the ship seemed to almost power down as it began to drift to port.
"Sheilds, weapons, even the engines aren't responsive. She's dead in the water Captain." the droid said confusedly. "The transmission cut off in static. What's on that thing?"
"Just dont read it and find some way to jamn that distress becon." Cale said as he maneuvered the ship to a boarding position. Cale flicked on the intership comn.
"Yo Rak, suit up. We're going on a walk."
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 8:31 pm
The four starfighter squadrons rocketed towards the Black Void, as Mordranna spared a moment to address them. "Ok, people. Here's how we're going to do it: deflectors on full. Squires, we take the north. Swordfish, on east. Trident, hit the south. Stingrays, hit the west. Any questions?"
Swordfish Three chimed in. "General, what do we do if they power up the gravity anomaly generators?"
"Your sensors should be tuned to any strong power sources. If you even think they're brewing any black holes, go back to the Sea's Dream, and regroup. It seems to take a good deal of juice to manage even that. So, regroup, and hassle them."
"And us?" chimed in Osiris.
"Stand by with the big guns, and go in at your discretion," Mordranna offered. With that, the four squadrons flew off in as many different directions, with guns blazing away on both sides. As they fighters flew in, Osiris and Sea's Dream closed in, powering up shield and weapons, prepared to offer heavy duty back up if needed.
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 8:42 pm
Angel continued to watch, and started to get worried when Neb lost an arm and the Dark Lord began bleeding. She had her hands on her sabers and pepared to jump in at any moment. She was watching very closely, until Neb had him in his grasp and nodded at her. She gave a small relieved sigh, knowing the worst was overm and went over to them. She saw the Dark Lord's limp body up close, but could feel through the Force he was still alive, and also noticed the Dark Side seemed to be gone from within him. " Will he be alright? " she asked Neb. " And what happens now? "
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 8:56 pm
A few minuets latter, Rak and Cale stood on the hull of the AA-12, clad in a pair of vagabond spacesuits.
Cale stepped across the hull, looking for a place to enter. Finding one he grinned and motioned to Rak to cover him. Cale took a roll of detonite tape from his belt and taped off a two meter by two meter square. Cale drew his pistol and stepped back from the hole. He pressed the detonator in his hand and the detonite flashed. The Vacum of space ripped the mostly freed square loose and dragged the air out of whatever room was beneath them Cale motioned for Rak to go and the Barabel charged into the breech. Cale jumped in after him moments before a pressure shield snapped into place.
The two pirates looked about the corridor. Cale noticed something down the hall and fired his blaster. his target exploded in a burst of sparks and a B1 collapsed to the deck. Cale moved towards the fallen droid and opened its chest panel. He connected his datapad to the droid's CPU and began punching numbers. He grinned inside his helmit and looked to Rak. "Got it. Switch the device to comn frequency 6743R6."
Rak, holding the device Cale had aquired from the Jawa that had built Cambot, did as he was asked.
"Sure this will work?" Rak asked in a slightly worried tone.
"No. Thats why we have guns. Come on and lets head for the bridge." Cale said as he moved forward. "I would have just spaced the bastards for shooting at us, but we need to test this crap. I never had a chance to until now."
"Great. Untested equipment." the Barabel muttered.
A short time later, the two rounded the corner and found that the entire droid compliment of the ship had taken up position near the bridge: twelve B1's and a pair of B2's. they immediately oppened fire on the two and the pirates dove back behind the corner.
Cale took a quick peek and snapped his head back. "Ok Rak. Moment of truth. Now remember the articles. If you get shot, and live, you get an additional share of the loot. Its called insurance. All you have to do is just point the device at em and they aught to shut down, Even with ion shielding."
Rak grinned a terrifying smile and growled like a hungry gator. he rolled around the corner and roared a reptilian battlecry as he held the weapon at the droids and pulled the trigger. a high piercing mecanical screech eminated from the weapon and all the droids suddenly dropped theri weapons and began to spasm violently.
then they stood in a line and began to do the funky chicken.
Cale and Rak just stared.
They both looked at the weapon and then at each other.
"Um...at least they ain't shooting at us..." Cale said.
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 9:30 pm
On the command bridge of the bulk hauler, the 8 man Neimodian crew worked frantically to reboot their computers. The second the Pirate surrender message repeated itself, everything shut down. They couldn't figure it out.
And then, the blast door that separated them from the rest of the ship suddenly exploded.
Someone had cut a two meter square hole in the blast door with detonite tape.
the Crewmen, stunned that the battle droids hadn't stopped the raiders, hastily reached for their weapons. A pair of red beams shot out from beyon the breech and caught two crewmen in their gun arms. a mass of reptilian muscle charged and grappled the nearest crewman. Wielding the poor spacer like a club, Rak bashed two more crewmen to the deck plating
Cale stepped in after him and rolled a grenade towards the other deckmen. The grenade suddenly began emiting a purplish gas that quickly filled the room. Cale and Rak, still wearing their spacesuits, were protected against the gas. The other three spacers, not wearing any protective gear, passed out onto the floor.
Cale looked to Rak and gave a thumbs up.
"Bridge subdued. Tell Cambot to hook up to the airlock and then throw our friends here into the escape pod. Disable the interior controls. Im going back to see if I cant get their hyperdrive working. With the cargo in this baby we can pay off the bothans and maybe get the Phoenix fixed faster." Cale chuckled as he grabbed a nearby toolkit and moved to the engine room. "Man I love it when a plan comes together."
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 2:33 pm
"Will he be alright? Hell if I know. Rapid thought decompression can do anything. I do know he needs to at least be strapped to the medical facilities if there is anything you need to do." Neb responded to Angel, shifting the weight of the ex-senator to the ex-apprentice.
"As for what you need to do now, you listen and do exactly as I say. Go to the Kapella, and take this," Neb said, brandishing his lightsaber. "It wil garter you safe passage aboard my ship. I have other things to do. I will catch up as soon as I can. Now, you must go!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 5:31 pm
The Crew came to crammed in a single escape pod. The controls to eject or even escape from it were deactivated, meaning they were locked in.
They were beaten, battered, and rather worried about what the pirates were going to do to them.
Then a Hologramprojector activated in the center of the pod.
The Hologram showed a dark haired human garbed in a short sleeved green shirt, gloves, plack pants and boots. A blaster pistol was strapped to the man's leg but it seemed the only weapon he carried.
The man stood, his hands resting on his belt and a confident grin on his face.
"Ol'val boys. Nice to see you're all up and at em." the Hologram said in a cheery tone. "In case you haven't quite figured out what had happened, Let me recap. I asked you to surrender, and you shot at me. That was your biggest mistake. You see, had you just surrendered right off the bat, I might have gone easy on you and I wouldn't have had to cut so many holes in my nice new ship. After that, I boarded your ship by force, scrapped your guards, and well, you know the rest."
"Now you boys are currently enroute to Mustafar. Its the closet crap hole planet I could find to shoot you at. You've all lost your ship, your cargo, and any personal belongings you might have had that would be worth reselling. In addition, I made sure that I had all your arms broken. Next time you barves answer my surrendar with your guns, I will simply space you and save myself some effort."
The man shifted his stance and looked back to the crew of the freighter, his smile gone and his tone serious. "Theres a new age of Pirates on the horizon you barves. No merchant ship will be safe from me. Any ship on the Outer Rim worth taking is a target. All who surrender to me will know my mercy. All who resist will know my wrath." A hologram flag of a black sun upon a red field apeared behind the man. "Know this insignia well barves. When you see a ship fly this flag, you best just give up then and there. The Darksun pirates have returned, barves. We will Pillage and burn our way across the lanes, and once we start, there will be no stopping us."
The man gave a parting wave as the hologram ended.
In the viewport of the escape pod, the firery world of Mustafar grew steadily larger.
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