No Survivors (TSC Dominion of Etti IV)

[Darth Sicarius]

Darth Sicarius found himself with @[member="Darth Kentarch"], having ran across the whole of the city once more. Still without a saber he leaped for the scouts, his fists thrusting outwards. The Force erupted from his hands, blasting apart the rebels with ease. They were just rebels, nothing more. Hardly any of them had military training.

He moved beside Kentarch, bowing his head. His emotions leaked out, already displaying his want for more, his lust to continue. But he needed a target. He waited calmly for the Lord to give him direction.

 

[Malice Draclau]

Throughout the city citizens moved about quickly. Fighting could be heard outside of the city as the rebels tried to push their way through. Many citizens went to help the government army, while still many mored hid in their homes. Walking down the streets Malice called out at the top of his lungs, the force amplifying his voice.
*Do not hide my fellow Ettians. We must show our resolve, show our unity. Stop these terrorists before they take what you hold dear* He paused where he stood, noticing several looking out of their windows. Again his mind snaked out through the force like vines, touching the minds of those listening, every word he spoke making complete sense in their minds.
*These rebels, these, terriorists will not go away. They will keep attacking until they have overthrown your government, throwing Etti IV into chaos. We cannot let that happen. Fight....defend your home....defend your city!!!!*
It took moments but eventually several Ettians opened their doors and walked out of their houses. Dozens appeared surrounding Malice, their fellow Ettian supporter. Smiling at them all Malice motioned to the capitol building.* Go forth my brothers, grab whatever weapons and armor you can. To restore the peace we once had we must end the terriorists before it comes to all out war*
He watched with sadistic pleasure as the people moved off, most probably to their deaths. But for each one that went to fight it would make it that much easier for the Council to build control.

 

[Malice Draclau]

Malice found himself in the eastern part of the city. Here he could hear heavy fighting going, seems the rebels had known of a secret entrance in the eastern wall of the city allowing for the men there to spill into Mondder. Running towards the sound of battle Malice was accompanied by many citizens, some with weapons others without. Stopping just before rounding the corner Malice paused and looked to the people following him.
*This is it. This is where we show those traitors what real Ettian pride is. Show them we wont stand for this. Attack!* Malice shouted ushering forth the people.

En mass they joined the government militia, some picking up the weapons of fallen fighters and joining the fray. Peering his head out Malice quickly pulled it back as a blaster bolt nearly struck him. He grunted in frustration. This would be so much easier if he wasn't hiding he were a Sith. Instead he had to play weak. Picking up a Blaster rifle Malice rolled behind a make shift shield of crates. Looking above the crates he proceeded to fire into the enemy lines. Malice wasn't the best of shots however focusing on the force helped, he downed two rebels already. Ducking to avoid being hit Malice got on his comm. With the other Ettians bust fighting none were paying attention to his conversation.
*We are having heavy fighting in the eastern part of the city. Seems the rebels found a secret path in or blew a hole in one of the lighter defended parts of the wall. Requesting reinforcements*
Malice continued to fire, fighting alongside the Ettians.

 

[Varro Shatterstar]

Rebel Outpost
Monddor
Etti IV

Nothing ever happened on Monddor. That's why everyone in the surveillance room of the main outpost for Monddor was asleep. All except for one, who was most likely the typical do gooder of the group, never slacking off or sleeping on the job. Everyone else was slumped over in their seats or leaning back in their chairs with their legs propped up, but that one young man was sitting straight up in his seat, eager eyes scanning back and forth from screen to screen keeping track of security feeds from a few of the hangars in the area and feeds on their own outpost. It was a very intricate system, much more than any one man could maintain, which might have bode well for Venge who'd managed to slip by unnoticed.

Before the young man could do anything, Venge was standing right behind him, having not made a sound. Still, the man must have felt the looming presence because he became uneasy. He straightened up in his chair, his head slowly turning to glance over his shoulder, fully expecting to see nothing but open space. Unfortunately for him, however, he caught just a glimpse of a large hand, connected to a long arm that ran up to a man dressed in black from head to toe.

It was too late to do anything, to even yelp before a large, muscular forearm and bicep wrapped around his neck and yanked him out of his seat. The scuffle, for the most part, was quiet, enough so that the others would remain asleep. After a few moments, a muffled snap rushed through the room, but no one else stirred. The sound of the man's neck breaking had been louder than Venge expected, but his companions weren't concerned with anything else but sleep. The others were easy enough to dispatch as well, a single, thin blade coming in very handy that he kept concealed against his left forearm at all times in case he needed it.

He used the blade to quickly puncture the men's necks, between their collar bones and their neck, right down to the heart where not a single bone could prevent his will. Each of them died instantly, not even having time to open their eyes to see what had happened, and just like that, seven men lay dead, strewn about the floor in pools of blood. As if he didn't even notice, Venge waded through them and sat down at the surveillance desk. He then activated the comm under a secure channel, propping his feet up on the desk as he opened a link to @[member="Darth Iscariot"]

"This work is mundane and beneath me.", he said, confirming that he'd successfully taken down their surveillance team for that sector of the city.