First Reply Blood Blades -Kvapas Mission

[Darth Halitus]

Veikis and his brothers sat in the jumpseats of the The Dropship. The location they were being taken to was The Unknown. All that they could truly be certain of is Jedi would be there. Taking a wet stone, Veikis sharpened his sword, the scraping of steel against the smooth square rock filled the hold. When suddenly they felt the floor drop, the ship was in free fall as sirens rang loudly and the Droid Pilot turned to them,
“Prepare to drop!”
The back hatch opened fully as each Son of Shadow connected their belt with a metal line, and fastened a metal chute at the back. Veikis took point, he was after all Lord Halitus’ First Son. Stepping up to the opening, the clouds were dark and thunder rattled the ship, as chop tossed them up and side to side. Closing his eyes Veikis took a breath, aiming to control his fear. Then with his black leather hand unclipped the line and leapt out into the dark, he pulled a cord that released a great metal plate that yanked him back, his head jerked up to see his brothers falling behind him, one who pulled his chute was cut asunder from the line and let out a scream. Veikis tried to follow his rapid descent, preparing to severing his plate chute, when he realized this was a moment when he had to decide, risk his own life for his brother and jeopardize the mission as Leader, or accept that this was his brother’s destiny. Swallowing he took his hand off the emergency purge lever, as a canopy like chute popped off the metal and slower his descent.
The night and the storm masked their arrival, each falling near a grey hill with dead trees, great drops of rain falling on the. Veikis took pulled out electrobinoculars that he scanned a structure in the distance. It was an installation the length of which was considerable, the height 6.096 meters. Veikis turned to two brothers,
“Karza, and Sethi, you approach from the front. Jega and Naile you find a way in the back. Daboti and I will take the roof. The rest of you stay here until I give you the signal.”
Daboti looked at Veikis,
“How do you suggest we reach the roof? It is quite a height to scale.”
Veikis smiled,
“The high ground will be the safe. If we can hold it, we can be picked up by the Dropship.”
With that The Kvapas began their descent towards the structure like shadows in the night. Lightning bolts lite the sky, and provided necessary noise to mask their approach. As they came closer to the installation, they saw Soldiers in towers. So far they had not noticed their arrival, Dabotis took a bow and aimed at one man with a cap and slung rifle talking on a comm. he let fly a black feathered arrow that dug into his neck and made him cry out as he leaned and fell from the tower, his rifle laying beside his corpse. Dabotis seized the blaster rifle, and heard the comms come alive, “Holt? Do you copy?”
Veikis took up the comlink and said,
“I tripped, everything is fine.”
There was static and then after what seemed an eternity a voice responded,
“I told you to be careful you clumsy Bantha. Over and out.”
The Force seemed to be with them. Climbing the ladder up the tower, Veikis and Dabotis creating a zip line to the nearest part of the structure.
“You sure this will work Vei?”
He shook his head in response,
“No.. but so far so good.”
Firing a harpoon into the chrome metal wall, the line tugged and then their belts being tethered jumped.
The two Shadows took to the line and made their way to the wall, dangling high above the ground. Below lights moved, as two patrols were walking the parameter. Dabotis took hold of his rifle as he now let go of the line, being held by his belt and aimed at them with his scope. Veikis had reached the wall and was preparing to scale when he turned to see Dabotis preparing to fire.
“Dab.. come on!”
He ignored his brother as he watched the patrol find the corpse and raise their comms to report. Letting fly several bolts, one struck a guard in the head, but the other evaded and opened fire back. The shots made Dabotis swing on the line wildly as he hurled more red burning bolts.
“Dab! The line can’t take the stress! Move it! Dab!”
The metal wire gave way and the sharp sharp shooting shadow fell. Veikis tried to grab the line, which sliced into his glove and split skin leaving a red cut. Looking down he saw Dab crushed on the rocks below, the patrol examining his body. Surly the alarm had sounded by now.
Inside Jega and Naile has successfully used their cloak and dagger methods to cut down some guards and make it to the security center. There a handful of soldiers watched cameras which were having some distortions due to the storm. Naile threw a smoke bomb inside, which slowly filled the room with fumes that made the men choke just as a patrol was filling the comms with chatter. Navigating the cloud, Jega and Naile moved like phantoms in the mist and slit the throats of each security officer, so that when a mayday came in, there was not anyone to give answer. Jega blacked out the cameras after seeing Dabotis’ body on the rocks, laying in a pool of red.
At the front gate, Karza and Sethi saw turrets and some soldiers standing guard.
“Well Seth? Any ideas?”
Sethi shrugged,
“I am not the brains of this operation Kar. I say we charge them.”
Karza shook his head,
“I may not be the brains either, but I know stupid when I hear it.”
Seth sighed,
“Well then what do you suggest?”
Suddenly the front gate opened and a officer in blue spoke to the front gate guard. The turrets which had green lights went off and lowered.
“Look! They are disarmed! Jega and Naile must have made it to control room! Let’s do this!” said Karza. Taking up his mace made of spikes and black wood shaft he charged, the thunder growling as they reached the men chatting. Karza took his spikee club and smashed the side of the head of a soldier as Sethi drove his spear through the gut of the officer, the remaining guard turned to draw his side arm and found his body mawed by their blades like the teeth of Rancors. The two stood over their victory, both of their weapons dripping with the life waters.
Veikis was now on the roof where he found a sight he did not expect. Sitting with legs crossed was a figure in brown robes, with their hands raised as if in adoration of the thunder and bolts, their eyes closed. Veikis saw dangling from their waist was a chrome hilt shining. The Sith Hopeful took his sword from his back and approached as the drops of rain fell between them, beating the metal as he took each step.

 

[Darth Halitus]

The First Son with sword in hand drew within arms reach and raises his sword with both hands, when the eyes of the Meditating Knight opened. Her eyes were full of light as they then gently became peridot green. She stared hard at Veikis who trembled as he poised the blade for a blow.
“Well? What are you waiting for?”
Her voice was soft yet conveyed a tinge of aggitation.
“Strike Acolyte, and see what happens..”
The First Son lowered his blade without so much as a cut.
“What is matter? Does it bother you I am a woman? You will have to get over that if you want to be a big bad Sith Lord. They kill women and children. Nothing is sacred save their own ego.”
Veikis felt the rain wash over him, why had he hesitated? The prize was within his grasp, and yet he could not reach for it. Rising to her feet The Jedi Lady smiled, she towered over him who was still but a child.
“You threw away the only chance you might have had. Now you will have to make another. Surrender or your band of brothers will be punished. Yes, I can feel them as I did your approach. Curious, you do not seem to possess a strong connection to The Force.. had you hoped killing me would make your stronger? Well?”
Veikis looked at her, clearly she was using the Power, befuddling him with her charms. The Father had mentioned The Jedi Mindtrick, was he under the power of this Witch? Taking hold of his sword handle he tried to raise it when she placed her soft porcelin fingers on it, he felt the weight grow heavier. Her smile now irritated him, stoking his ire as he clinched his teeth.
“Come on.. lift it brave one.”
The pain in his wrists felt like heat and yet he continued to resist Her, trying to lift the weapon. He began to let out a growl that was primal, like Krayt Dragon. The Jedi just kept smiling until something happened, the blade slowly raised to which her mouth shifted from amusement to concern. She let go of the grip and levitated her saber hilt into her hand and lighted a larimar blue blade. Letting out a mighty roar, Veikis leapt with bith hands swinging the blade, which she parried, the steel did not snap, instead it held causing a rain of sparks. Looking at the flat Yhe Jedi saw red runes emerge and she had horrified look on her face as she broke the lock up.
“That blade.. it was forged in the blood of Jedi! How did you obtain it?!”
Now Veilis was smiling, gloating as he said,
“It belonged to a Sith Lord, and now the blood in which it was forged shall mingle with your own!”
The words were like his movements, not natural, this waa not the speech of a child. He leapt at Her and thrusted, to which she arched her owing blade to tap the flat and then swung at her head, he dropping to a knee as he pivoted and swung from underneath, The Jedi beat the blade down as sher cartwheeled into air. The rain which had not touched her blond hair, now bathed it as she concentrated on the Sith Aspirant who charged at her with a fury of strokes, the hallmark of Djem So. The Jedi held the last thumping stroke in a lock up, ther blades raining sparks that the rain of waters extinguished causing smoke.
“It is not too late, we can end this conflict!” said the Jedi with her plead. Veikis felt her fear, which encouraged him to carry on, he broke off and swung with both hands over his head when he was kicked by her brown boot and then with her free hand she commanded him face dpwm into chrome rooftop. His sword slid towards the edge.
“I will not kill a kid! Stop this before I am forced to use other measures!”
Again she plead, weakness!
The Lad crawled towards his blade, when she reached to raise him by the spine, he felt a seading pain.
“Give it up! It is pointless to keep fighting!”
The First Son reached with his hand, the weapon’s handle just out of reach, it began to shake, the pain in his spine increasing.
“It can stop! All you need do is surrender!” Her voice only encouraged him, and as the sword flew into his hands, he was raised up in the air and throw down on his back which made a loud snap, her burning blade tip at his neck.
“Yield!”
The boy coughed up blood, and chuckled.
Deactivating her saber, The Jedi Lady laid her hands on him and began to chant, a blue glow of light surrounding him as he passed out of consciousness.
Meanwhile inside the facility was a shoot out between Karvas and Sephi and a host of troopers in hallways.
“This was not my idea of fun Seph!”
The Blond spiked hair Son nodded as he opened fire from one of the confiscated blasters.
“We better think of something fast!”
Suddenly the shots subsided, making Karvas stick his head around the half wall.
“What the farrik? Where did they go?”
An alarm began to ring loudly.
“Great!” said Seph. “Looks like Jega and Naile arn’t in control anymore! Lets get out of here!”
Karvas shouted, “into the lift!”
They both jumped inside the tube and pressed a button, which came to a floor with dozens of troopers who turned and aimed rifles.
“Uh.. wrong floor.” Karvas pressed another key as the door sealed and they came to another higher floor. Which then he pressed to hold the doors closed.
“Well what do we do now?” asked Sephi.
Karvas sighed, “why do I have to be the brains? I told you I aint got any!”
Sephi retorted, “Nor I!”
Karvas, “Dank it all! The roof! Veikis was there, he’ll know what to do!”
As he said that a burst of sparks flew at them and a purple blade came at them and tore open the tube. Prying the doors open was a blue skinned man with red eyes and gold robes,
“Hello there! Please come with me.”
The two Shadow Sons looked at each other.
“Oh hell! Captured on our first mission,” said Karvas. Sephi sighed and handed his blaster over to The Jedi. He also loosed his spear which a trooper behind the Paladin took. They were both escorted out of the elevator.
“Now.. to reunite you with your friends,” said The Chiss Jedi.

 

[Darth Halitus]

Veikis awoke inside a cell with a cot and moved his body slowly, expecting his innury to prevent him leaning up. When he remebfed,
“That Witch! She did something!”
There was a cough, followed by,
“I am not a Witch, I am a Jedi Healer. My name is Noomi Ishaati. And you are welcome, I saved your life. Had I not healed you, you would be paralyzed!”
The First Son growles,
“First you hurt me! Then you heal me! Make up your mind Jedi Scum!”
She tolled her eyes,
“Manners! Listen you kittle.. I mean.. ‘There is No Emotion, There is Peace.”
Veikis spat at the shield which sizzled.
“Peace is a lie, There is only Passion!”
Noomi chuckled,
“So you do know the Sith Code! That helps us.”
The Young Lad scoffed,
“When my Father comes you will be spitting blood!”
Noomi laughed,
“Tough guy! And who is your Father?”
The First Son smirked,
“A Darth, so powerful that he laid waste to a village and raised a dead Ram to life!”
The Lady Jedi was chuckling until she heard the latter part.
“You mean Necromancy?”
He nodded,
“Though we call Him Noram”
Noomi became alarmed and turned to the Chiss Jedi who had arrived.
“He says their Father is Necromancer Sith Lord.”
The Blue Skinned Jedi did not betray any emotion,
“Do you sense falsehood in him?”
She shook her head,
“No, boasting but he is sincere in these remarks. Durion we need to notify the Council.”
The Chiss nodded,
“You continue your inquiry, I will contact the Council.”
Noomi returned to the cell shield,
“Your Father, does he know where you are?”
Veikis bore bis teeth in wry smile.
“Of course, He will be here presently.”
She tried to hold back the fear and said, “You wouldn’t be bluffing would you?”
The First Son shook his head,
“He was already on his way when we landed.”
Noomi searched in The Force to see if this was guile, when she felt it, a foreboding Shadow, it was approaching. She left the cell and began her search for Durion,
“Dur! Durion do you copy?!”
She shouted in her comlink.

The clouds over the planet began to swirl like great tornados that touched down, bolts of lightning struck at the conduit of the chrome facility. Emerging from a thick cloud was a dark starship:

It cut through the rain with its forked nose and began its landing on the top of the Facility. A obsidian steel ramp descended, and a figure of titan height in all black with a hood moved like a Shadow where it was met by troopers.
“Halt! This station is off limits! You do not have..”
The trooper was raised into the aid, hs began gasping for air and gurgling as his mouth filled with excessive fluid. The other trooper pointed his rifle as he cried out and shot his fellow trooper before being tossed off the roof like a rag doll.
Noomi inside felt it at once,
“He is here! Durion! Where are you?”
The Chiss Jedi was trying to reach the Council when the comms went static and he sensed something, suddenly a knife dig into back of bus leather chair, he rose up and pointed his turquoise hand to throw one of the Sons of Shadow, another leapt ans kicked at his face, him grabbing the leg and throwing the hooded Lad to the floor.
“Now, to reunite you with your brethern.”
Noomi came down a hall and saw troopers torn apart, heads rolling, limbs strwen about and black marks of a blade carving runes in the walls. The word Vrapas: Breath.
She began to dry heave as she ran, “Durion! Durion!”
Taking the hands of the two Sons Durion lead them to a sealed door and pressed the console with The Force to open, it did not. He tried again when a red blade tore through, the tip entering his abdomen as he backed away and looked down at the black mark and puff of smoke. The door flung open:


Lord Halitus raised his hooded head to reveal eyes of flame, and a mouth piece that echoed deep breaths. The two Sons ran behind their Father as he began slowly pursuing the Chiss Jedi thay backed away and lifted his hilt to ignite the lavander blade,
“Darkness has no power, there is only Light!”
The Dark Soul eyed The Wounded Knight, pieces of debris began to rise, the console snapping offand hurling at Durion who cut through it, Halitus charged with deep guttural growl, his blade beat the Jedi one into the wall as he took a free hand ro grip the Chiss’ neck, feeling his thorax, he began to crack it, and then threw him back. The Jedi slammed against a sealed door,
“The Force is with me! Aghh!”
The Jedi leapt and thrusted with both hands, which the Sith Lord dropped despite his height in the over extension and raised his head between the arms and pushed his back against the pummel sending the weapon flying out of his hands and both arms broke apart like wings. The Dark Lord now held the Knight by the neck and now applied enough pressure to break it. Releasing, the Chiss fell, his once lush red eyes grew dim and like blood that has too long sat. Turning to Jega and Naile who were fighting over the lightsaber, The Father walked towards them and held out his hand, they giving it to Him.
Noomi went back to the cell block Where she removed the shields to Veikis, Kravas, and Sephi, she placed her lightsaber emitter at Veilis’ temple.
“You all will behave and join me on the rooftop!”
Veikis laughed,
“You said you would not kill a kid. Your threats are useless!”
She put her finger on the ignition switch.
“I never said it would kill you, but you would be vegetable! I can do surgery with my blade!” Now she was bluffing.
Veikis looked at his brothers,
“Guys! Do as she says!”
The made there way to the lify and were taken to the rooftop where the Dark Ship sat, the ramp fully extended.
Noomi said, “You three get inside! I will..” The lift went back down.
Noomi could feel it, the presence of such malvolence, that her heart began to race. The lift came back up, Jeha and Sephi stepping out of the shadow of the tube as the rains fell.
Noomi felt her breath stolen away, as if something was using her lungs.
Emerging out of the shadow was The Dark Soul Himself. Snapping her larimar blade to life, she cried out,
“I will not yield! Your children are my hostages. Come no further!”
The Darth halted his step, He then motioned for Jega and Sephi to run along up the ramp, Noomi looking at them obey their Master and Father.
“Where is Durion?!”
She asked the question knowing the answer, The Sith Lord igniting his blood colored blade.
“Who are you?! Why are you doing this?!”
Lord Halitus drew closer and his voice was like a crashing wave,
“Revenge..”
Her big green eyes fixed on Him,
“For what?!”
The Dark Soul dragged the tip of his blade across the chrome roof which screeched with tearing metal and shot sparks into the air.
The Dark Lord swept his blade in a brutish blow, it nearly cleaved off her head, ripping the hood on her cloak off. She rolled and rose in a flurry of parries as she tried to maneuver around this titan of a man.


The Jedi moved to the offensive, sweeping cuts and then rapid thrusts that The Sith either blocked or evaded with a step.
“You always were predictable.. Noomi.”
The Jedi halted, She closed her eyes focusing on the voice and filtering out the distortion.
“Jarius?!”
The Sith threw his saber in helicopter motion as he drew the purple blade and ignited it lunging. Noomi did a cartwheel to evade the red blade only to be right at top of the purple one, she called to Force to cause a field to keep the top from going deep.
“I have become something more.”
Noomi looked at him with a sharp look,
“All I see is a man in a mask, who time and delusion has twisted into a monster!”
She swung her blade wildly, matching his heavy blows with her own, the beating of the blades rang loudly and the Sons of the Shadow watched from cockpit as their Father faught.
“You have chosen the easier path Jairus! And now you fill the heads of children with poison!”
The Dark Lord gripped his hilt more tightly,
“You appeal to a dead man. There is only Darth.”
The Lady Jedi poised his saber blade like a spear,
“So be it Darth!”
She lunged into the air and pierced through one of the respirator coiling that began to depressurize and release steam. Doing a back flip she aimed her blade to cut across his mouth, tearing the mask off to reveal a pale chin and lips. He began to cough as he fell on one knee, bracing his free hand on the ground, and dropping the lavender lightsaber.
Pointing her blue blade at his nose Noomi said,
“You are beaten! Surrender!”
Lord Halitus have a menacing smirk as he said,
“You don’t know the power of the dark side!”
A bolt from above came hurling down and struck right at where Noomi was, she felt the surge of 300 Million volts course through her body as her skeleton was seen as black in a great flash of light and she fell, smoking from her body. The Dark Soul coughed up black blood as his Sons came and tried to help him up the ramp, he shook them off.
“Leave me! Noomi! My love! What have I done?!”
The lift re-opened with troopers poured out firing bolts.
Veikis shouted, “Father! We have to leave! We have leave now!”
Red bolts bounced across the rooftop, hitting the ship in balls of sparks. The Sith Lord boarded his ship with His Sons, and the ramp retracted as the ship rose into the storming air. A new respirator was being outfitted to Halitus’ mouth when the Imperial Dropship joined them in the air carrying the rest of the Kvapas. The two ships soared through the thick clouds of darkness. Back on the roof troopers saw to The Jedi Master,
“There is no pulse.” said one trooper.
As they turned from Noomi, there was a gasp as one green eye opened, the other covered by blond locks