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Kaos exited the 'borrowed' ship, this planet looked like a good place to hide out, a place that you would only go to if you dared, like usual Kaos kept his hood up and his head down, so far his name hadn't became very well known... yet.
Rat quickly slipped off a nearby transport ship that he had stowed away on from Corruscant . And slowly walked down the ship landing pad before anyone could notice the small man was ever onboard. One of the good things about having such a such a small figure about him, is that it made it easier for him to sneak on and off vessels before anyone even notice that he was onboard. And give him free transportation to anywhere in the galaxy . However. Rat did not check on where the ship was heading to and had no clue where he was at now.
"Stop that kid. "A man shouted out to Rat, as he walked around the landing bay and out fron the corner of his eye, Rat saw three dock security officers running over to him. Immediately Rat took off running in an attempt to loose the dock security officers, but they was bigger and faster than Rat was and he knew they was going to eventually catch him.
That was when he noticed a dark figure, wearing an all black outfit standing by himself and a plan quickly formulated in his head . Rat ran over to the shadowed figure and gave him a big hug while yelling out. "Uncle Josh! You came here to pick me up! "Rat said as he slipped twenty credits into his pocket, before whispering." Help me out here, and I promise I pay you back. "Rat whispered to the cloaked figure, hoping that he would take Rat's offer and help him out of this sticky situation. Rat had a child like appearance of a six year old child, was dressed in an all black attire with a cloak.
The three security officers was right behind Rat as he hugged the cloaked figure , looking dumbfounded for a few moments before one of them spoke up. "Do you know this kid, sir?" The officer asked @Koas.
"Yes, he is my nephew" he replied to the guard "I am looking after the child for a few days while his parents were away on a businesse trip" Kaos was always a good at lieing, the child had obviously stowed away on the ship. And got caught, besides Kaos was making a few credits out of this.
Rat let out a small mental sigh of relief as the cloaked figured seemed to have come to Rat's aide, by coinciding with his lie. Rat turned around and quietly smirked to himself as he faced the three security guards. "Good. " One of the guard gruff out as he folded his arms into his chest, while eyeing Rat . "Perhaps you can pay off his bill of one hundred fifty credits?" He stated while still looking at Rat.
Kaos laughed "pay the bill? I'm a godamn Sith, I don't pay bills" he said lifting his hood up to reveal his red Zarbrak face with all of his tattoos.
The guard called some of his friends over, but they weren't quite quick enough to see Kaos do a jump, flipping behind the guard and snapping his neck, the other guards advanced on Kaos, Kaos saw a viroblade sitting near the guard he had just killed, he defended them from waves of the oncoming enemies and didn't stop fighting until the last one was dead.
Rat's eyes widen in horror as the mysterious figure, lowered his hood revealing his horns and called himself Sith. Rat had heard rumors about the Sith Empire from others slaves and how there were the twisted version of Jedi knights and acted more akin to the mandliroan warriors of old. Brutal,cruelty incarnate , powerful and awe inspiring .
Apparently, this one was just brutal, cause after announcing himself as a Sith he immediately jumped over the guard in front of them and broke his neck. Before taking the man's vibroblade and begin cutting down all his buddies and any one else who was unfortunate enough to come close to him. This man fought like some kind killing machine, never tiring or slowing down. Never uttering a single word , as he just kept swinging and swinging untill all the guards in their immediate vincity was dead or dying.
By this time, all the civilians and non essential personal had already fled the area, in fear for their lives . Leaving only Rat and the Sith. Rat quickly regained his composure, not wanting to seem weak in front of the Sith ."By the all Maker!" Rat gasped out, as he looked down at all the mangled and twisted bodies that laid before them." Was all this....necessary? "Rat asked him.
Preliat had been on-planet, and this was rather...personal. He rolled his knuckles, shoving through the crowd. He turned to the small, pale, weak little midget at his side addressing the Sith. Preliat shoved aside the small kid, and used the strap on his purchased SA-805 from the Omega Protectorate at the Sith. The slugthrower spat out rounds like crazy, towards the Sith. Fun fact about slug throwers, they were the best against force sensitives that wielded lightsabers and vibroblades, thanks to the unique fact that they couldn't all be stopped by blasters, due to their rapid moving and nearly unseeable nature, even to force sensitives. And Preliat was a trained killer, a man who had been to hell and back.
The boy asked Kaos If his actions were necessary "did you have 130 more credits to spare?" Kaos asked, but then he told the boy to be quiet as he listened intently, he yelled "run" as alarms started blaring. But then unexpectedly bullets hit him and he fell to the ground
Preliat walked over to the wounded man, and raised up his foot. Showing him no mercy, he went to curb-stomp the Sith on the ground. The curb-stomp would either kill him, or shatter every facial bone, damage his eye socket, permanently damage his nose, teeth, lips, and require major reconstructive surgery.
Just before the foot hit his face Kaos held up hand, stopping the foot, pulling the foot forward he tripped the man and pinned him "what the hell do you want?" Kaos was recovering quickly, using his anger and pain.
Rat knew something was up when he saw a man approaching their position . His body language was to different from the crowd running about them. More calm, steady and his face had a hint of anger about It, but Rat ignored these signs and rather focused on talking to the Sith. "We could of-" Rat started to say but was interrupted when he was shoved to the ground by the man who was approaching them earlier.
The man shoved Rat to the ground, sending off his feet and next to a slain security officer, before the man started pulled out some sort of weapon and begin shooting it at the man who called himself Sith. The Sith tried to runaway, but was hit in the leg and felled to the ground with a loud thud as blood gushed out of his wound. Instinctively, Rat reached over to the dead security officer and pulled out his small hand blaster, and quickly rose back up to his feet.
By this time the Sith tried to fight back by sweeping the man off his feet and pinning him to the floor. All the while yelling at him. Rat raised the blaster pistol into the air and fired off a warning shot into the air to get the two man attention. Before he aimed the pistol at the man who had shoved him earlier. "Don't move! "Rat yelled out to him. Rat may not be the best shooter in the galaxy, but he was only a few feet away from them , making his chance of missing him was almost unlikely.
Preliat raised his hand back, striking Kaos across the face with his Beskar'gam covered palm, the hit certainly almost going to break bones. Preliat didn't seem to care about a six year old aiming a small holdout blaster at him, he rather seemed to be ignoring him anyway. Preliat was not hurt, but Kaos was certainly bleeding, and hurt. No matter the force user could use the pain, the wounds were still there and the man had to be leaking blood. Gunshot wounds, unlike blaster wounds, did not cauterize on impact, therefore he was going to bleed out in about a minute, so all Preliat had to do was make sure he didn't die, but with the fact that neither of the two seemed to be very combat oriented, he seemed to be doing okay.
Kaos looked to the boy, who had just fired a warning shot, he wanted to know why this man attacked him, he looked to the boy, his eyes saying 'what' but then the other man hit Kaos again, he felt weak, he pulled out a remote and pushed a button, activating a timed detonator, he callopsed unconscious.
As the man did not describe above what happened when he pushed the button, Preliat stood up. He casually, while looking at the young boy, picked up his rifle off the floor, and reloaded. He still, looking at the boy, emptied the entire clip into the unconscious Sith, lying still on the floor. He sniffed, glaring at the boy.
"Put the gun down kid, before I kick you into next week."
Rat eyes widen as fear had took over Rat's body, his arms begin to tremble, making the blaster chatter back in forth in the palm of his hand. His mind begin to race. His partner was down, and their was nothing but big wide open spaces with little to no cover for Rat to take shelter from his gunfire. Rat could try to shot the man, but would it penetrate that armor of his. What if he fired at the man's head . What if he missed or somehow he manage to dodge the blaster bolt. He could toss the blaster, but what would stop the man from shooting him anyway. What's stopping him right now from shooting him. Doubts clouded Rat's mind, making him indecisive in his actions. So he did what he always do when he is under a lot of stress. Talk.
"Care to make this interesting ? " Rat asked the man, hoping that the man didn't already fire at him for not relinquishing his weapon. "You drop your weapon and I drop mines. And we can settle this like adults, with our fist. "Rat said to the man. He know it was a gamble, but at this point he already had a fight in the grave. And the way he figured 'he could at less go down fighting. '
stardust pulled her x-wing into the docking landing it"not even a minute when she got out she heard fightinh running over sje saw three people two who she had know idea of but one RAT "rat stardust said in a loud whisper
A stop on the way home. Simple as that. But when the call came over his com that all help was needed in security, he sighed and opened the cockpit in time with @[member="Preliat Mantis"]' s first shot. He didn't pull out the J1. It was too small, and anyone with a slugthrower would expect combat. No need to conceal. Cautiously approaching the central area, he spotted the stand-off, the hunter, mandalorian by his armor, and a kid, looking about six. He didn't draw, or aim. He called to the mercenary; "Standing up th a kid. Such a brave warrior. Ah, well. What can you expect?" He chuckled to himself. They never changed, no matter what they said. Always killers. "I take it you're the reason for the security call?"
Preliat rolled his eyes, and walked up to the kid, and just kicked him in the face. Preliat was bigger, stronger, and actually had a developed adult body, and had fought and killed a lot of people, so the idea of kicking a six year old in the face was undoubtedly, in his favor. He was a trained combatant, and this kid, frankly, could not really help to avoid a beskar covered boot coming for his face. Preliat slung the rifle over his shoulder, turning to the Bothan.
He didn't say anything, actually, he just stared at him. The bullet-ridden Sith on the ground was evident enough that Preliat wasn't exactly a man you wanted to be at the business end of. He sighed, and rolled his eyes behind his helmet, and walked away, just walked away after undoubtedly kicking the kid in the face, which would probably knock him out and break the kid's nose. Preliat was, in a way, effective at what he did.