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Breaking Free(Solo Sotry Thread) (1st Arc conclusion)

Boramir walked down the hall to Kham's cell, he had reverted to his natural form, Kham would die and Boramir would be able to return to Agamanar and stage a coup. Becoming king and eliminating his greatest enemy in one fell swoop. "Hello Kham, I have commited a war crime in your name now. I shall take your assets and use them to conquoer our old home. Too bad you won't be around to see it." Boramir said a mocking tone. "Oh how the mighty have fcallen 'Witch King' I am greater than you are now. " Kham, the real Kham, raised his head, "You will die Boramir."
"Oh will I?"
"Yes and at my hands."
"Bah. Take him away." Boramir commanded marching towards the elevator. Soon his plan to get Kham talking about the Christophis incident would soon come to frutation.
 
The door busted in, Nine men in black hoods quickly took down Kham's twl guards. "Ae're here to rescue you sir." Said one of them freing Kham and puling him too his feet. "Wait, where is the first rider, I need to speak with him privetaly." Kham said. "I am he my liege. You others wait outside." Eight of the nine riders opened the door and killed the guards outside. "What do you need my lieg." Said the First Rider. "Kham grabbed one of the swords from the downed guadrds and plunged it into the other man's face, "I'm the first rider." Presing the comm button, he transmitted a single phrase all over the station. "Angamar is reborn." A code phrase that had spread for months throughout the loyalist members of Boramirs crew. Kham would defeat him. Once and for all.
 
When Kham emerged from the room eight men were lying on the floor outide, eight were standing. All of them were in robes. Kham grabbedd his gear from the live ones, the real Black Riders, "Let's move." He said, "We don't have much time." Thbe men nodded and drawing their swords, Kham and his men slaughtered all those in their way until they reached the bridge of the ship. "It had already been taken. Nineteen bodies on the floor. Kham's loyalists had taken the bridge, and according to those on the bridge, most of the ship. "Where is Boramir?" Kham asked. "Lift 9. We've stopped it and there is no way to open it except from here. Its one floor down." Kham turned and walked out the door, the eight black riders following him. When they reached the door, Kham turned to his men, "Take him alive, I managed to record his confession. We can clear my name. Hopefully."
 
Boramir walked out to be confronted by eight swords and a psitol. "Do you give up? Or do you want to fight." Kham calmly asked. "Riders attack him!" Yelled Boramir. "Fool, these are my riders. Not your fake ones." Kham said.
"So be it. I shall take you down withme!" Bramir leaped at Kham only to have his arm cut off by one of the Nazgul. "None shall kill the King." Said a scrambled voice.,"Do you need further prroof?"
"No."" Said Boramir, clutching his arm, "What do you want?"
"A ful confession. In front of a recorder." Kham calmly sai, "Lock him in the brig until the ship is completely ours."
 
All in all it had went well, the ship had been designed during those weeks before Kham had been captured, and was thus his own design, he had discovered from the crew that it had been built out of some of the material from the prototype, an interesting fact. Now the ship was completely his, all hostiles had been imprisoned and were being sent to Kham's private prison, discovered courtsey of the Fith Rider. It was in the ice caves of Illum. Hiden deep beneath the snow. Now they were on there way the prisoners, other than Boramir, slightly behind in a Finisher class cruiser. Or three. Kham had sent for Boramir to be taken to him, a confession was in order.

"So, in order for you to live, you must shapeshift into me. And give a full confession while changing back into yourself, do you understand. Or I wll terminate you and pick your brain for mwmories." Kham calmly said. Boramir hesitated for a moment before complying. "I Boramir Larcony have impersonated the man you know as Kham Nakgul for the past six months. It was I who ordered the bombardment of the planet of Christophis in order to frame Kham Nakgul for the crime. I am a shapeshifter, and took his form to impersonate him. I planned to turn him into the Crystall Dynasty and, in return, acquire his asets. Keeping what I had gained and disposing of the prime rival to my claim to the throne of the planet of Angamar. I freely admit to these crimes as a being of sound mind and body. Kham Nakgul is an innocent man in the wider galaxy." Boramir had slowly changed from Kham to his natural look, and at the end of his speech the camera switched to look at Kham, "I hope that you will believe the prior mesage. And I regret that I cannot send you his head on a platter, I do not wish to claim any bounty but rather I hope that this will clear my name. If this reaches you by way of a Bounty Hunter I hope that you will pay them the bounty in full. I now reclaim the name of my birth, Sauron Saxon."
 

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