The Desolator Seducer
Location: Unidentified Planet
The Clone Wars had marked this place. All on the surface was relics of AT-Et, Spider Droids, and broken wheels of Hellfire droids which once launched missiles as purple as planet itself. Dark Lady Osom in her shuttle sat in Dark Lotus, her hands in fists rather than open palms as she levitated in her chamber and focused her hate. The dark side had drawn her to this ‘insignificant’ location, as she stalked the Force as her prey it had brought her to places beyond imagning.
The planet was mountainous and covered in the scars of wars so long ago that it seemed as dead as Korriban, and that was the reason she was here. Why was a great battle fought long ago between the Republic and Sepratists on a planet if it had no purpose? What secrets was it hiding?
The terrain was very rocky, and hanging in atmosphere was vapors that gave off a lavander color with greens and yellows. Setting her shuttle down in a clearing, she lowering the ramp, began to descend in her Heavy Armor and Leather. Her scans had determined it was breathable, and as she walked, she found her boots stepping on debris from Sepratist Driods. All about strewn was graveyard of vessels, even a fallen Republic Destroyer which she did ascend to get a view of the area. The planet was eerily silent, her lightsaber hilt dangling from her belt and she spread out her hands, and began to caste bolts of lightning most luminous, the bolts of purple and white striking several concealed sentries in the graveyard, the Battle Droids convulsing as she now filling thier circuits made thme explode. Some more bolts began to fire, from the other side, and suddenly scaling up the Republic Ship was Droids, some with no legs crawling, she lit her Cobalt blade that almost was purple, and began to spin it with both hands to redirect bolts, and cut at the Necro Droids that somehow were still broadcasting a viable signal. She leapt on top on one’s head, and freeing a hand casting bolts into a dozen of them making thme fall, she looking around on the hills of old technology, when she saw in the Mountain in distance, a crescent shape ship stuck in it, lit up. A Droid Contorl Ship.
She cut at the Droids pawing at her legs, and said,
“Get off clankers! Only flesh touches my flesh!”
She began to hiking through the Graveyard of Clone Wars vessels, when she heard a strange hum and then dropping as wheels went over and it turning, a Hellfire Droid still active, its purple glowing missiles made ready, she began to sprint, but her armor was holding her back, it making a turn and firing missiles, one she caught with invisible hand of the Force, redirecting it into a Cargo Ship that burst into a great orange ball of flame and smoke, bolts began to fall from a ridge on her he as the Darth shouting,
“I hate droids!”
She leapt out of the Wheeler Droid’s path as it almost caught her leg, and grabbing with her hand of the Great Mystery, she plucked a missile off and directing it, sent it flying up at ridge where sniper droid was firing down on her, it engulfing in fire. Osom began to pant heavily, when sudenly she found she was in the circle of a thruster that was begining to burn bright white and blue, she leapt out of furnace as it shoot up in flame. She landing back on dirt trail, running beneath wheels of felled hellfires, and the wings of Gunships. This place was a mosleum of a war that had long ago ended, and yet everything was fighting as if the Clone Wars was still raging. This either meant somehow the Control Ship was independent of the ones shut down by Lord Vader after the death of the Viceroy Gunray, or this particular one was reactivated by someone or something.. more questions thna answers was the usual for this Chiss, who would plant a kiss on the steel head of this ship before blowing it sky high…
