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Crafting the Czar

Moff Iridius

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The galaxy is filled with warriors, of all shapes and sizes from ewoks to rancors, but if you stop to look at every culture's greatest warriors you begin to see what sets them apart from the others. The Jedi's Clarity, the Sith's cunning and deception, the mandalorians will and relentlessness in battle. These are few among many of the warriors our galaxy has to offer, they are the gods if you will and from their bodies they shall give birth to greatest warrior this galaxy has to offer. They will become the forerunner of my children, and usher in a new era of warfare. Through them the face of this galaxy shall change. It will not happen overnight, but when it does come it shall be swift and deadly.

"Are you ready?" The voice of a sweet old women pierced the silence of the operating room, bellow her lay a man. A warrior bred for combat. A mandalorian whose will and ferocity knew no bounds. He wasn't the biggest mandalorian or the strongest. He wasn't even the smartest as far as mandalorians smarts could go. But he was the bravest, he was the embodiment of their way of life. And now he would become something new. No longer mandalorian, no longer a slave. He would become a king, a king of battle. To the table on the left of them lay an assortment of augmentations. Powerful upgrades to his body crafting him to become the perfect warrior. "I'm proud of you Jerrick, and no matter how this ends you will always be the first." She smiled and stuck a syringe into his arm preparing to let the anesthetic into his blood stream. "Any last words?"

@[member="JerrickShado"]
 
Jerrick watched patiently, he nodded at the doctor. "Let's do this." He said as the stuff was put into his body. He waited. He wasn't sure what these things did either.
 

Moff Iridius

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The woman nodded and put the man under with the anesthetic, now the augmentation process would begin. The sensors and different packages sat at the side of the doctor and her team hired by TITAN Industries. She would turn Jerrick into something perfect, something only the beauty of science could create. She would turn him into the first of her children. The Czar, the super soldier trained to put down warriors from all parts of the galaxy. "Scalpel" the old woman said as one of the assistants handed her the tool. The first thing on the list, The reaction system.

Moving to the mans head the woman made and incision at the back of the man's head at the brain stem, with a precision drill she drove through the hard later of Bonemer and placed the reaction system on the man's brain stem. The reaction system was what it was called. Augmented to the patient it increased reaction time for the patients reflexes. Making them as sharp and if not greater than an assassin droid. Placing it carefully the doctor sighed locking the system into place. It was a good start, a super reflex system. Almost like a spider sense for the man. The woman wiped a bit of sweat off her face and looked over to the man's vitals. Everything was going to plan.

Next was the Intellect chip, a small device attached to the brain. Though the man's bones were as hard as rock. There was no way to get through the skull. So the next part would get slightly disturbing. "pop out the eye." she said in a cold emotionless tone of voice. Quickly the trained medical personnel gently popping it out of its socket. With a pair of tweezers the woman took the chip carefully and slowly traveling down the eye hole placing the chip into the man's brain. It would make him smarter, able to read, write, understand and absorb massive amounts of data at record speed. He could learn math, physics, anything he wanted to and be able to retain it all. Truly it was a soldiers best friend. Knowledge

The next step was a bit easier, they had to cut out the bottom portion of the lungs remove the insides of them and replace them with one part of the cardio muscular package. Quickly the woman made her incision cutting down the center of the chest exposing his internal organs. Cutting and removing the lower portion of the left lung. There was no room for error. Quickly placing the inside of his left lung with the first half of the package it would make it so he could oxidize his blood faster, making him run faster and jump hire. Run longer distances before tiring. Even be able to breath toxic air for short periods of time. Quickly she placed the package and sealed the lung. The man's vitals spiked a bit but she was able to keep them down over time. Repeating the second process for the right lung she removed placed and sealed the lung quickly.

Now for his muscles, the hardest and longedt part of the augmentation. One wrong move and he could wind up with muscle spasms for and pain for the rest of his life. Carefully she grabbed the package cutting and weaving it into the man's muscle structure. Over the course of a few hours the muscular package was weaved into his body. Now the muscle would grow, strengthen flex and become stronger than four times the normal human being. He would be strong, strong enough to defeat the empires enemies. The man would know no bounds in his strength, he could crush the skull of a Jedi with his bare hands if he so chose.

And now the final part of the augmentation, the heart. The old one had to go, moving and shifting the hardened bone just so the heart could reveal itself, hooking him up to a system that kept his blood flowing the woman cut out his heart. Watching his vitals plummet and his pulse stop the man was clinically dead. She could only imagine what the other side would be like for him. Taking the old heart and placing it in a tray the woman hooked in the new artificial heart, making it so he could pump blood faster and safely be able to control and process larger amounts of adrenaline. He was now perfect. All that there was to do now was start the heart and bring him back to the world of the living. Closing the skin up was easy, she put the two lose flaps of skin together firing a precision laser to seal and burn the wound closed. "Prepare to activate him"

Standing back the woman pushed the button and the sound of the heart came to life. He had been reborn. No longer a normal mandalorian, he was something new. Something special. He was going to be the first Czar. The vitals were good and the man came back to the world of the living. Now all there was left to do was for him to get used to all his new super senses and abilities, and hone them into the perfect warrior. "Wake up Jerrick Shado, or now shall I say. Czar Mk 1 001" the first of his kind
 
Jerrick was dreaming of Mandalore again. His mother was always beautiful in his eyes, indepent, righteous, and charismatic. He held onto that image. Of Mandalore, his mother, stored it in his brain forever to be his, then himself in his armor, how proud he was of becoming part of a great culture, and locked that in place of his brain. He understood that he wasn't a normal being anymore, but being Mando was who he was. No, who he is. Nothing would change that, he'd die fighting to keep that part of him if it came to that. Suddently his eyes opened. The lights were brighter then he remember, and the room quietter. He blinked a few times adjusting his eyes to the light. No pain, no nothing adnormal crossed his body check as he conetrated on his body. He felt normal actually, like it was just another day waking up in the BlackStar. He looked over at the doctor. "What's up doc?" He spoke finally. He shifted himself up holding the sides of the operating table to brace up. A loud crunch came and he moved a hand, the part he grabbed had been crushed under his grasp. That wasn't normal at all to him. He saw the scars on his body. He could notice every detail about his surroundings. The peeps, the noise of breathings, he even thought he could hear the doctors heart. Everything felt the same but he knew it wasn't, suddently the lights got brighter, so intense he shielded his eyes, and groanded loudly. "The lights turn them off!!" He ordered.
 

Moff Iridius

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"Turn off the lights!" the old woman barked at her staff and quickly they did what she said. The lights went out and the room was pitch black. Though with the man's new senses and reactions his eyes could adjust faster to the dark and he would be able to navigate it without effort. "How do you feel Jerrick? Any numbness or pain?" she asked the new Czar.
 
Jerrick removed his arms, suprised how the dark looked pretty much like a very dim lit room. He shook off suprise and sat straight up moved his upper body and flexed his muscles. He swung his legs over the table and stood up and shook his legs. Walking over to a wall he slammed his fist into it. It went right through it and pulled his fist out, not a scratch. "Feeling good doc." He smirked and stood up straight. "Czar 001 ready for whatever shabla thing you throw at me." He was going to like this.
 

Moff Iridius

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"Good, you have been broken to become stronger and through training you will become perfection." The woman smiled in the dark and chuckled afterwards, there were a few more tests that they needed to run but all and all it seemed to be a success. "There are a few things we need to do with you first. Please take the day to rest. We want to see you at your full capacity tomorrow." the woman looked to the staff near her and spoke "Turn the lights back on slowly, oh and the reason you feel so good right now is all the pain killers. Once those wear off then buckle up" she cackled and walked out of the room tomorrow would certainly be fun
 
Jerrick nodded and walked beside the woman of old age towards the sleeping quaters. "Yes ma'am." He spoke and after that was making his way to them, squinting his eyes, then finally able to look at the world normal he could see clearly, every aspect, hear every whisper. She was right, the pain came to and he was now wincing, internal wounds weren't something you just ignored. He finally made it to his room. A bed, washing stations, what was a closet, that held his armor, was all he had. He turned the lights out and layed in the bed, it felt super soft to his skin, he realized touch was hieghtned as well. "Stang their good." He whispered as he finally drifted into sleep. He dreamed of home again, and smiled in his sleep. Now came the easy part he figured. Doing things he understood, things he had already done.
 

Moff Iridius

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The next day the new Czar Jerrick was escorted down to the testing facilities where he would be put through rigorous tests and trials to see the effects of all the augmentations put to work. Standing in the giant white facility was the good doctor and her team. "Come forward Jerrick, we have lots of work to do" slowly the doctor made her way over to a indoor track so they could clock the man's top speed. With the bone augmentation he would be a bit heavier than the doctor would of liked but out of his armor she had no doubt he could reach breaking speeds "Run the track please for a mile." @[member="JerrickShado"]
 
Jerrick raised his eyebrow. A mile? Shoot he could run ten, but he did as he was told. He got in a runners position. He took a deep breath, then took off like a nerf running from a predator. He was shocked at his speed. Before he knew it he had ran a half the mile, he laughed out loud then a the mile was over. Jerrick skidded at his stop. He turned over at the doc. "So?" He yelled
 

Moff Iridius

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It was astonishing to watch, the man was running faster than a race horse. It was beautiful to watch and see how much the augmentations had done for him. The team of doctors clocked in the man at an astonishing thirty two miles an hour. It was a miricle of science that he could run that fast. " Very good Jerrick, very good." The woman applauded as the results were taken down and stored. Now there came the reaction test. "Jerrick, a team of men are going to come in and start shooting paint pellets at you. They go no where near as fast as blasters but they are a good way to record data." stepping out of the way a team of men entered the track with their paint weapons firing them at Jerrick. "I want you to disarm without hurting them!" she yelled as loud as the old woman could. The paint didn't travel that fast but as fast as someone chucking a fruit at the man @[member="JerrickShado"]
 
The men began firing at Jerrick, his emidate reaction (sorry I suck at spelling) was to roll away, but instead he ran straight at them a few hit his chest and didn't phase him, then he rolled infront of the first guy and snatched the weapon away from him and ran after the next man this time he slid at him then rolled over not getting hit once and kicked the gun from his hand. It went flying. The third man was now aiming and firing in burst. Jerrick took another to the chest, then to the face, but he never stopped till he reached him and pulled in the gun and threw it away. Jerrick turned and looked at the doc. He motioned the doc over. Something was in his hand. "Look." He opened his fist and there was one of the small balls of paint in it. He had caught the third mans last shot just before reaching him. "I didn't even realize I had it." He explained.
 

Moff Iridius

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Interesting results, she was expecting the man to get hit less but even so it seemed he had caught one of pellets. Maybe he didn't understand the test. But never the less the results he put out were promising indeed. And now there was the strength test, to see how strong he really was. "Very good Jerrick, now I need you to do something else" the woman was handed a standard imperial storm trooper corps blaster rifle and gave it to the man. "I want you to break this is half, it's one of the empires toughest and reliable weapons." She smiled and had complete faith in the man that he could do it
 
Jerrick was very puzzled at this. Why break the gun? He shrugged and grabbed it and looked it over. He noticed weak points in the gun. The barrel and the stock. He held the barrel and the base of the gun and snatched it off, destroying the welding. Then broke the stock off against his thigh. He looked at the gun, remember how he had crushed the bed in the operating room and squeezed the base, feeling it dent in, so he sqeezed tighter then realesed his grip, now a crumbled slab of metal layed in his hand. "That was what again? Your most toughest, reliable? You need to visit the Mandalorians for those kind of weapons." He teased. And tossed the metal behind him sending it all the way to the other side of the huge room. "I...didn't mean to throw it THAT far." He said. What else was there to do.
 

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On the far other side of the room a hand held up high in the sky catching the piece of scrap metal that was the blaster. Eying it was a rather tall man in a track suit with other doctors running tests on him. "What a waste." he said to himself softly as he walked to who had thrown it. Walking up to @[member="JerrickShado"] the future Czar starred at the man dropping the destroyed blaster at his feet. He simply gave an emotionless stare at the man and watched him prepare for the next test. They had both gone through the program and now he had to prove he wasn't weak. He wasn't going to flunk out of the training they were going to be put through
 

Moff Iridius

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"Very good Jerrick!" she smiled at the man's brawn and might making a small cackle about the reliability of the weapon. "Now tell me how you systematically destroyed it. Tell me if you planned it." She needed to test his intellect now, his ability to read and understand an opponent to defeat it. She was about to say something else however before another of the test subjects made it over to return the piece of scrap metal the man had thrown
 
Jerricl didn't want this beast of a man to be his enemy. He held his arm out. "Ner'vod glad to see another. How was it?" He asked him. They were likely to be fighting together or each other, but Jerrick's nature was to make friends where ever he could. "By the Mand'oa you're a beast." He was much bigger then Jerrick, he had no clue who he was. "Doc never told me about him. When did he finish?" He turned arm still out for the other Czar. @[member="Rolland CZ M1 002"]
 

Commander Lusk

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Accepting his handshake out of respect the man let out a gasp of air then kept a serious explination on his face. "I am Rolland, I finished yesterday after you. " the man let go of his hand and wiped it on his suit. This one talked funny, he wasn't like Rolland. He wasn't like him at all. Is this who he had to work with? A none stop talking mook, it pained him a bit but if he was qualified for the job he must be able to walk the walk as well. "How did you break the gun?" he said in a cold emotionless voice.
 
Jerrick crooked his head at the man, something was off about him, and he wiped his hand. He shrugged. "The stock was simple, its always the weakest, don't need a sttock to shoot a gun, the barrel was a bit diiferent. Its welding and the fact its also the slimest part of the gun makes it the second weakest part. The base on the other hand took a bit more to crush. But almost any gun is like that. See?" He grabbed another stormies gun and presented it to Rolland. "I'm Jerrick by the way. Anyways see?" He pointed out how the stock was comepletely separate from the gun, bolted on really. Then the welding blend of the barrel to the base. It was barely visible, but it didn't escape Jerrick's eye. The base was probably much stronger then anything on the gun. "But the fact about the base is its still hollow to a point. Since its got a clip, its got a weak point from there where the clip goes in and where it enters the chamber." Jerrick realized he took this all from memory when he took apart his first gun his mother had him do, and clean it. Jerrick looked at Rolland and the doc for approval.
 

Moff Iridius

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The elder women smiled brightly her aging teeth showing, it was perfect. All of the implants were working at a hundred percent. The men were ready, ready to begin their training in the ways of battle. It would take a while for them to graduate and become full blown Czars but she was confident that if they made it this far they could go further. "That was perfect Jarrick! Wonderful simply wonderful!" @[member="JerrickShado"] and Rolland were perfect. "Now both of you have earned a few days off. Afterwards you will start your training. Please go take a while to do as you wish"
 
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