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Alpha and Omega

"Alright 13. Your assignment is simple. Infiltrate the empire information archives and retrieve the package. Extraction will be waiting for you on the opposite side of the city. The city may be heavily fortified so keep an eye out for sith." Said 13's commanding officer. The boy nodded blankly and looked out the window of his drop ship. Below where very tall buildings and citizens walking the streets going about there day. 13's eyes lowered as he sighed and walked to the back of the ship. "And remember boy. Try to prevent unwanted casualties." His so called master told him. 13 did not reply and simply punched the red button on the side that opened the hanger door. Wind blew furiously in his face as he looked through the clouds. He was several kilometers in the air so it would be a long fall. The knight wore a fur black leather jacket with a fur rimmed hood and sleeves and black cargo pants with knee pads. His boots where comfortable as where his gloves that where cut off at the fingers.

Pulling up his hood he took a deep breath and leaned forward. Falling off the ship and sky diving below he turned his back to the ground and stared at the sky as he fell. He actually looked like he was falling to his death to those who where on the surface. He watched his ship take off into orbit as he fellt for a good fifteen minutes before nearing the ground. His slit turquoise eyes dilated ad he twisted his body and slammed his feet onto the ground. Causing it to crack beneath him as he landed on his feet. Looking up he sensed many dark forces around him. Not as dark as him but evil none the less. Looking around he saw he was in the middle of a alleyway. Taking a corner 13 saw a few soldiers guarding a gate that seemed to lead to his destination. Wasting no time he simply walked straight to them without warning.

The soldiers noticed him almost instantly and drew their blasters. Pointing it at the boy and telling him to freeze. 13 simply continued to walk forward and suddenly they opened fire. Quickly 13 moved his body like a leaf and dodged the blast. Sprinting forward with amazing speed 13 reached out and lifted one of the soldiers arms, moving the blaster off target. Then quickly 13 threw out multiple punches to the mid section and ended with a right hook that rendered the man unconscious. The other two soldiers began to shoot and he leaped into the air between them. Crouching slightly 13 took the crook of a soldiers arm and twisted, dislocating it and letting go. Switching to the neck and putting both hands on the soldiers helmet 13 twisted and snapped his neck in a 180 rotation. The final soldier 13 just pushed through a wall using the force. Once they where finished 13 approached the gate.




(((One hour later)))

13 retrieved the package and was now sprinting for the exit to the archives. Both Sith and soldiers chasing behind him as he neared the doors that where beginning to shut on him. Throwing the disc forward under the door 13 slid to his knees and arched his back. Sliding under the door as well. Grabbing the disc he placed it into his pocket and made his way for the subway. He did not use lethal force so instead used hand to hand to subdue his enemies. Accept for the neck he snapped an hour ago.

13 slowed down after he got a fair distance from the archives and took a look back. Ice cold eyes searching but not finding much of anything 13 lifted his wrist and commed in. But...there was no answer. 13 narrowed his eyes and looked around. He was considering the worst but when he thought about it chances where he simply would not care. That in mind he continued to extraction. Hands in the pockets of his black coat with a fur lined hood 13 was pleased he was able to pull off the typical teenager look. Black cargo pants and boots made him look slightly military though. Witch he had no problem with. his leather gloves kept his hands warm as he approached his extraction point only to find...oh boy.

It looked like he had company...three men. All appeared to be with a faction with the symbol of Omega branded onto their cloths. And behind them was the wrekage of 13's exstraction ship. 13 sighed to himself and rubbed the back of his head, his bright eyes flaring with a kind of annoyance, his blood rushing behind his ears as he took a deep breath and reached into his coat and took out some glasses, putting them on to protect his eyes from bright lights of the sun. His eyes had become far more sensitive to light these days. The two other men, who were less armored than many thank god appeared to be support behind a pretty large one, they both also had shock sabers and the main one had a standard lightsaber at hi waist. It was times like these 13 wondered were the fairness went.Thing was now a days everything was a contest, combat. 13 should have expected nothing less from them as a rough kind of group. Suddenly the larger man spoke up making a big presentation to the others around the area.
"I should have told you before boy...i was going to bring friends." The man said, the two others moving to the sides of the boy. This was going to be difficult. He could always try and walk away but then they would most likely try and humiliate him afterwards Meaning 13 needed to find a way to deal with these men. however he couldn't fight them all at once. Not without killing them at least. He had to find a way to take out one at a time. In a flash the man to the left of him had dashed, running full pelt at 13 without mercy, his sword in hand and the intent to do damage in his eyes. However 13 was quicker on his feet, turning to the man and running at him as well without thinking much about it. When the man swung his blade at him he dropped to both of his knees swiftly. Arching his back backwards and throwing his head back, the flat end of the blade flew past his face, 13 could almost see his reflection in the blade as he did a theater like slide underneath the blade.

Just as quickly as 13 had dropped he recovered himself back to his feet, throwing one foot out to stop him from sliding or going any further 13 stayed on one knee and twirled his body around attempting a leg sweep. It was successful. The man dropped his sword and fell to the ground hard, deciding to get a bit more physical 13 leaped up to both of his feet, the man trying to stand up and retrieve his sword was stopped short of it, 13's hand was on the mans forehead and squeezing hard. "..." 13 was going to electrocute the man when suddenly a silver flash appeared right were his arm connected to the mans forehead. 13 recoiled his arm when he realized it was his buddy, carrying a longer saber sword then the other. The man turned to 13 and did a few fancy spins with the blade as he tried to jab and slice at the boy with impressive speed.

13 dodged and swerved the first dangle attacked but the horizontal attack was hard from him to dodge with him in a current position of his legs bent. 13 threw his body back and did a back flip to avoid getting his neck hit, using his hands to support himself as he did a few more back flips to get away from the man with the sword. Once he was a safe distance 13 stopped himself and stayed on two feet, his eyes fixed on all three men. Seeing the one in armor seemed to just be observing the action from a distance, the one 13 had attacked earlier was fully recovered and back in battle stance and the third man seemed to be waiting for 13.

This...needed to be planned, these men obviously had a formation he had to figure out. 13 knew when he attacked out the other would come from the side or behind, if he tried to fight them both as once they would overpower him. The fact he was not allowed to use the force or he would be cheating just made it more troublesome. Only option was knocking them out first but 13 couldn't risk getting arrested. He bit his lip as thoughts and different plans ravaged through his mind like a tornado. "I'm running out of options...only one thing i can do at this point." 13 thought to himself, reaching to his spine 13 pulled out a shock knife. A special knife with a long metal wire connected to it, the wire acted as a electricity conductor, and grappling hook. The men looked at him and tensed as he stretched out some of the wire, observing both the min in front of him he decided it would be best to deal with the faster one with the wire, taking out the other easily without interruption since he was already somewhat wounded by the fall judging by the awkwardness of his stance. It was time to move...In three...two...one

13 ran his full speed at the man he had attacked before, giving the illusion he was going to attack him first. Both their reactions were exactly what he had been planning. The one he was going for angled his blade as if to block while the other one took two steps back and waited for 13. Follow the design 13, and you'll make it through this. He thought as he leaped into the air, going over the man and angling his body in mid air to face the faster one. His eyes flashed with a devilish intent as he threw out the anchor of the wire witch was at the end of at the man, the wire connected, warping itself around the mans neck as he panicked, 13 hit the ground as this happened and Pulled the wire hard, the man dropped his saber and fell to the ground choking, 13 averted his attention to the other man who was now holding up his blade and swinging at him. 13's eyes widened as he dived and rolled out of the way, 13 snapped his wrist outward, triggering the hidden blade mechanism in his sleeve. The blade popped out of his sleeve and the boy threw his arm backwards as he closed in on the man, then thrusting his arm forward he stabbed the man in the knee. Causing him to yelled and kneel over in pain. 13 pulled out the blade and snapped his wrist inward, making the blade retreat back into his sleeve, 13 saw the other man he had previously had in the wire was gone! Son of a... 13 cursed in his mind when a silver blade seemed to slash at him and electrocute 13. The boy staggered and backed away.

"Your good kid. Better then most men, makes me curious who you are. Whats your secret?" The man asked before taking a few more swings at 13, landing two slashes in 13's chest. Shocking him more. The boy grunted and fell to the ground, but rolled backwards and got back on his feet, breathing heavily. 13 felt anger boil within him now...he could feel the beast rising and clawing in his chest. It was taking everything in him not to lose it and slaughter this fool. Staggering to his feet 13 covered his chest and blankly stared at the man.

"No secret." And with that 13 dived sideways, rolling on the ground, this time sideways grabbing the blade the other mans saber who still laid on the ground 13 felt it was really heavy. But he would manage, rolling onto his feet he gave a mighty spin and spun the sword around and chucked it at the man. The blade twisted in the air and the man blocked it...somewhat. the blade shut off on his on impact, giving 13 the opening he needed. The shock on the mans face was clear as he dropped the now broken saber and staggered in confusion. 13 however was not taking any chances with this, Opening his hand as if 13 were accepting a hand shake the boy Smacked his hand onto the mans neck and tightening his grip on him, the mans eyes began to pop out of his head and he gagged. Dropping to his knees in pain 13 looked at the pathetic creature before him and frowned. "The only ones who should kill...are those willing to be killed." Showing no mercy 13 electrocuted the man, using more then normal, the man shook violently and soon went limp. 13's eyes lowered and he let go of the man, allowing him to fall onto the floor.

@[member="Delila Castillon"]
 
@[member="Subject 13"]

Boots pounded on slick pavement, a small group of soldiers moving through the gritty urban area. Dressed in urban camo BDUs, the small pixelated squares helping break the silhouette of the beings, yet they continued to play to the safe side. Major Delila Castillon was hunting her prey, finely tuned soldiers assisting in the manner. The Omega Pyre members were hunting down a group of scum that had been terrorizing a village on the mountainous planet of Asmeru, harming civilians.

Volunteering to lead the assignment, Delila had needed to stretch her legs and get from fresh air. So to speak. Trailing the small terrorist-like cell silently, the troops had watched them torch a transport. It wasn't theirs and all Delila could do was look to her fellow soldiers and shrug. Perhaps this small wanna-be group had an issue with whoever owned it.

With a small motion the small group of soldiers fanned out. They were flanking their prey now, waiting for a time to strike. Urban warfare was dangerous. Delila wasn't about to make a call that put her troops in danger. Silently watching and following as the men were taken out one by one by a teenage boy, the Major wasn't going to complain about her job being done for her. The electrocution was a certain overkill. It spoke of a personal connection with the victim.

Signaling for her troops to wait in their hidden positions, Delila decided to be ballsy. Stepping out into the dim lighting, she clapped her hands in slow applause sarcastically, A-80 rifle slung over her shoulder.

"Did my job for me. Although it was overkill" Delila motioned to the dead man "So what did they do to you?"
 
13 had his backed turned to the clapping behind him. Examining the bodies of the men he had taken down carefully and narrowing his eyes as he did so. He was wondering who they really where and why they had destroyed his transport...he did not feel like stealing someone elses ship today and this put a major drag on his day. Ignoring the women behind him 13 knelled down and searched their pockets. Taking what looked like a data chip on each of them 13 pulled out a decoder and ran it though. A small hologram came up with the words "Omega Prye weapon designs." 13 cocked a brow while tilting his head as he took each chip and put it into his jacket pocket. Turning his head over his shoulder to glare at the women who stood with a weapon slung over her shoulder 13's expression remained blank as he turned around to face and and stared for a moment. Slit eyes examined her physical appearance while canine like ears swiveled to locate the sounds of others nearby. This women...was likely not alone.

13 placed his hands into his pockets and walked slowly forward. His gaze was cold but his shoulders where slouched and his tail swayed behind him. It was lowered and everything about his body language screamed non aggressive. Walking over to the women until he was a few feet away 13 leaned in almost as if he was looking over an edge and inhaled. Smelling the mysterious women's scent. 13 backed out and his ear twitched. "You smell military..." 13 said emotionless. Taking a hand out of his pocket and taking his first two fingers and placing them in the center of his forehead. "Once provoked...one may turn aggressive." He then took his hand and placed them in the center of the women's head while looking her in the eyes. "If someone was to attack you...would you defend yourself? Or die?" He asked. She was in the military after all.

@Delila Castillon
 
@[member="Subject 13"]

Smell military? Delila lifted her arm, sniffing near the crux of the appendage. There was a slight tinge of ozone from the blaster fire, mixed with sweat and laundry detergent. To the Major, her uniform should give away the military status. It wasn't as if she was hiding the fact. Her sharp gaze hadn't missed the movement of the chips to the pocket, although she hadn't the slightest of what was contained on such. If luck was with her she as going to find out.

Everything was going great -- until the boy touched her. Delila didn't appreciate the gesture. Stepping back from his hand, she slapped his hand away. Soldiers moved in from the shadows, two of them coming to flank the Major on either side.

"I dont like to be touched. Especially by younglings who just killed an entire cell of terrorists." Pausing, hand moved to the blaster on her hip. "Depends on how suicidal I'm feeling on any particular day..."
 

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