Under the Storm(Mandalorians/Sith)

[Lance of Dreams]

OOC: To be perfectly honest Edard, I don't understand very well what you said, thus I have decided to simply do my best to recreate the situation you generated.

IC: One moment the Tuskens gun was aimed at Edard, and a split second later he was gone. He shot through empty air, that is until it opened up another Apprentice fighting behind him. (Which now brings that to a total of 8 Apprentice's remaining) From behind, he heard as a knife flew through the air to land in the chest of one of the Journey land protectors. He turned to fire at him, only for him to dodged eight feet to the left, where he then aimed again, and then fired as he then moved fifteen feet elsewhere. The Mandalorian grunted as he quickly grew tired of this cat and mouse came. Thus he reasoned it was time to up the ante to foot and ant. He stowed away his scattergun and pulled out his blaster rifle, and readied the remainder of his flamethrower cartridge. Now matter what direction he went fire would meet him. He spun in the direction of the sith, and charged as he changed his position. He was tired of games now, and it was time this silly game ended with this Apprentice's life, along with the other seven that would undoubtedly die. He did however forget about the Sith Master, and wonder exactly how he would deal with her, wherever it was she wondered off to. Again, more Sith Mercenaries began to storm the area, but at least for now he wasn't a target for some sniper nest far above.

As far as the Tusken could tell, things were going fairly well. He wasn't sure about elsewhere, but personally the coward killer had already claimed the lives of several Sith, and sent another beastly one running. Now this one shall face the Coward Killer, and become burned for trying. They would flee this world or they would never stop fighting us, until all of Concord Dawn was entirely dead. He fretted though, that even that prospect would not phase them. This Reservoir could not be taken this day. He had repelled the first wave against the Reservoir, was single-handedly leading a defensive effectively warding off the second wave of Sith, with (although not to his knowledge) help on the way with heavy fire power. It would seem that the Tusken was in a tight spot, but things within his head were looking good. Concord Dawn was under no threat of falling as Junction had, the Battle of Concord Dawn had an even chance. It would just need more time to decipher the true victor. Kyr believed it was the Mandalorians day, and he felt that their own offensive would not be far off. But to the task at hand. He fired his blaster as well as light his enemies ablaze, forcing them to block before being submerged in a bath of pure hell. He was going to make sure that this Apprentice could not escape his clutches.

 

[Mirta Kar]

Mirta took the rocket launcher and prepared to fire on anything the spoted. She was anxious to enter the combat again. She wanted to erase the earlier humiluation with a glorious battle, and she wasn't going to let them humulate her like that again. She wanted to kill Daxton as well, as he was a evil man, and she wanted him dead, more than any of them.

 

[Darth Carnifex]

Kaine grabbed the Sniper out of the Commando's hand with a snarl before taking up position himself at a new location to get a better shot at the Mando, and took aim at the Tuskan Mando, the advanced triangulation system mapping out and locking onto the warrior's helmet, keeping a constant trace on that position. His anger and hate were rising, and he fed on those emotions to fuel the dark side within him, taking careful aim before letting the force guide his hands and sight, seeing everything in a new sort of vision. He squeezed the trigger, the condensed bolt of plasma sailing through the air, flying over many structures before it reached the area where the Tuskan was. "Die..."

 

[Akaan'ade Be'Solus]

Kal smiled at the response, knowing all was not lost. Lifted to his feet by his ally, he reloaded his rifle, releasing a bolt on the side to vent the blaster's heat, preventing any overheats in combat. Limping across the roof, he made his way down the roof-access staircase, making his way into a jog as reached the ground-level. Sliding into an abandoned dwelling beside the duel, he readied his rifle, peeking through the window to view the duel before him. There stood the devil himself, a demonic sith, dueling Jorn. Daxton.

 

[Daxton Bane]

(No additional actions. Just plain taunting. and Yes Daxton is a liar. Sweet words won't spare you.)

"Look there. Seems like your companion was the smarter one of you two. He knows you would abandon him when the going gets tough. Just like when you abandoned Mia and me back at the temple to save your own hide. I dragged saved her when you left us to die. Did she thank me? Oh no. Mandalorian pride she said. At least the Sith opened my eyes to the truth. They are the only ones who don't judge me, they accept me for who I am. We shouldn't be fighting Jorn. Join me and I will give you a troop of your own. A legion of crack commandos to rain fire, death and destruction against our common foe, the Jedi. Don't throw your life to save your blasted pride. I am not going to ask again."

 

[Verz Horak]

After twenty minutes, the speeder arrived at the city gate, and Verz jumped off. He pulled out his blastar, and he moved cautiously forward. He could still hear fighting in the capitol, so the Sith weren't all dead. They soon would be though. He moved quickly.through the city, Mirta right behind him.

 

[Akaan'ade Be'Solus]

As Daxton taunted Jorn, Kal took out his disruptor rifle, propping it up on the window frame. Adjusting the scope for the close target, he held his breath to line his crosshairs up with Daxton's chest, his head invisible due to the mirrors within it was encased. A single well-placed round would reduce him to a steaming pile of ash. Kal knew not whether to negotiate with the Sith and spare his life, or to kill him where he stood while was distracted.

 

[Kiara Alanna Decoix]

Kiara looked on thoughtfully as the winds began to pick up. How curious the Mandalorian warriors were, they honestly thought that they could sneak up on a Sith Master. She humored them and continued to act oblivious to their presence for a relatively long time. They should haven been pulled their trap thought the Sith Mistress as she strolled rather lazily through the city of Acadia.

As soon as they readied themselves, her apprentices revealed themselves striking and killing them. But already she could tell that only a few of them would survive this battle. She felt too much fear within some of them, and though power can be found through too much fear made it very unlikely. As soon as they walked to greet her, she regarded them barely though showing recognition to Edard.

She nodded to the two sorcerers that were flanking her, and wordlessly they took off in separate directions ready to cause massive destruction. How wonderful a Tusken Mandalorian thought him to be stronger than her as he flew at her to attack. She had begun to cast her spell of dark side tendrils, but Edard intervened and she complied because it would give him a great challenge that would make or break him as a warrior.

She continued on leaving them and telling the remaining apprentices to spread out and began using their force talents to bring down buildings. It would be a tiring process but if they were smart and teamed up on each building they would save a lot of energy. Of course, she knew they have several thermal detonators to weaken the buildings support field.

A Mandalorian leaped from above, without looking Kiara caught him with the force. Forcing his limbs to stay in place; she proceeded to lower him to eye level. "You know I've been using a lot of energy yet, and you look kinda fresh still. I guess you'll be my meal then, I promise a horrible death." And with that she began to drain the strength and power from him.

Drinking it in deeply she began to feel some of strength returning back to her. She would devour any that get in her way, and she found her way to the Resovoir Control plant. Approaching the wall of the plant, Kiara took in a slow exaggerated breath before sprinting vertically up the wall. She made it quite far unassisted but as gravity began to catch her she used the force to bring new power behind her steps. Finding a window, she sent the force through it to clear the glass as she artistically slung herself into the building.

Many thought her plan was to simply control the water factory. No what she had was much more sinister, as she entered the main control room; she encountered a business man with a large muscle bound goon at his side. He mocked Kiara "They sent a girl in here to take what is mine. Roc have fun with her when your done training her." If he could still see Kiara's face he would have been able to see how furious she was, she muttered almost soundlessly in rage as cast a spell of draining on the muscle bound goon.

She watched as he rubbed his head suddenly feeling lightly headed, and then it progressed to him choking on his own blood. Kiara meanwhile was now fully revived and still pissed. She saw the fear that welled up inside of the prick and he stumbled back falling on the floor. She sent a short volley of lightning into him saying "What is the code." The prick was smoldering and slightly on fire but he managed to tell Kiara the codes she needed, and with that she ended him and called her own forces to begin setting up base around the control plant almost like a force user battle line.

 

[Mirta Kar]

Mirta gave verz back his launcher and pulled out her blaster, she kept up with verz, wondering what horrible things they might encounter, she had never seen such horrible things before today. She kept following him watching and looking for a sith to kill. She wanted blood, and she would have it, if she had to attack them.

 

[Jorn Mair]

Jorn hated Daxton for killing that woman. So why would he think on joining him He never abandond Mia and Daxton when they were at the temple. He fought with them. He went looking for suplise. and he did come back. Jorns Family was killed by Sith. He wasnt about to join em. He growled at the sith saying "I do not leave anyone. I stand my ground. If you knew my past you would know that i will never Join the Sith. I hate them with a pasion. And when im done with you...." Jorn droped his blaster Rifle on the Roof beneath him "....will will not be fighting any more. Fight me like you did Phobos in the Temple. Sword on lightsaber. No tricks no grenades. just skill on skill alone."

 

[Verz Horak]

Verz ran toward the sounds of fighting, and found Jorn head to head with Daxton, the Sith who left Mirta in that ramshackle cabin hanging like a trophy. He raised his blaster, careful of Jorn's position, and fired a burst of laser bolts at the Sith, keeping best weapons in reserve.

 

[Mirta Kar]

When Mirta saw Daxton She was enraged. She couldn't belive it, he was there fighting another Mandolorian. She didn't take much longer than recognition of Daxton to fire again, This time not in bursts but as fast as the gun to would fire. She wanted that man dead. " Your a dead man! " She yelled as she wondered what to do about the fact he was a sith, and such but surely he couldn't beat three trained mando's. Surely they could kill him and end it here and now. Oh how she hated him, She dived for cover, and found it in the remains of a side of a house. She was ready to spill the blood of that sith, and she was going to make sure to maim him good, So for good measure she threw a grenade at him. She was going to rid the galaxy of another sith.

 

[Akaan'ade Be'Solus]

Kal slammed on the trigger, launching a barrage of disruptor rounds at the unware Daxton's chest, with wincing with the brutal recoil the rifle responded with. As he fired, he saw both Mirta and Verz too began to fire upon the evil Sith. This only spurred him on, as he took a fire-inducing plasma grenade from his belt, hurling it into the fray, trying as hard as could to keep it from hitting Jorn. He could only hope that they could dispatch the infamous Sith before he struck them down. Surely, their combined firepower could kill him or send him into retreat.

 

[Verz Horak]

Verz remembered the test grenade he had, and unclipped it from his belt. He activated the timer for three seconds, and hurled it at Daxton. The Forcebreaker released the toxic payload, spreading in the winds, and it would affect anyone without rebreathing gear like that in a Mando helmet. He saw Mirta draining blaster clip after blaster clip, trying to kill the Sith. He resumed his deadly bursts of fire, knowing a single Sith, especially once once the Forcebreaker took effect, would never be able to hold out long.

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

Anaya had moved with Moridin and the other siths, killing as she went. This time the Mandalorians were putting up much more of a fight and she felt it in the minor wounds she had received on the way into the capital. She could no longer tell which was her blood and the blood of her enemies. A mask covered her mouth and a scraf was wrapped round her head sop only her eyes were visible.

By the time they reached the command centre the sandstrorm was in its full swing and she could no longer rely on her eyes to fight. her lightsabers still moved through the mandalorians yet she had been pushed way from the group of sith. Three were before her, she could feel them through the force she could feel their own bloodlust and their fear.

The first one rushed her, beskad raised high, she ducked beneath his blow, driving her saber into his chest and threw her second at the two remaining. The first ducked in time, the second was not so lucky and the saber cleaved through armour and flesh alike, severing his head. Shoving the dead mandolorian away from her, danger flashed at her as the final mandalorian was suddenly upon her. She blocked his sword but a sharp pain in her leg told her she had not noticed the dagger.

Anger flashed through her and she called her second blade back to her and drove it into his chest, staggering slightly as her slid to the floor. "Damn Mandalorians." she said and she wrenched the dagger from her leg. Then she heard a tinging noise and knew Moridin was close by. Rushing towards the noise she arrived in time to see him swipe at a mando's legs, his cloak on the ground behind him. This was the leader, Moridin would not take the time to undress unless it was worth it.

ANother soldier rushed at her and she threw him back with the force and leapt after him spinning back into the fray.

 

[Daxton Bane]

If Daxton was the least a bit concerned about all the firepower heading his way, he gave no indication what so ever, remaining facing Jorn and saying sarcastically, "So this is your idea of a fair fight? I never thought I could make your all cowards." Then the first barrage him squarely in the torso, or should have hit him as the bolts hit his position. Instead the fingers of light passed through him harmlessly as if he could not feel them at all, while the storms winds caused his cloak to flutter behind him.

As the grenade burst spreading its payload, Daxton flickered then in its place stood not one but six identical images of Daxton, each weilding a pair of orange lightsabers. "Which one am I fools? Catch me if you can." Then the six ran is different directions, scattering in the directions of the wind, as the storm hit.

In reality Daxton was already on a roof top across from them, cloaked in the shield of Force Invisibility, while his Illusions scampered away. They will now be forced to split up and pursue shadows in the middle of sandstorm, while he stalked them one by one. A shiver ran down his spine. This was so much fun.

From his cloak, he took out a flat blade that seemed to drain the light around it. This alchemical blade was designed to punch through Mandalorian iron, and today it was going to taste some Mandalorian flesh. Oh too who will he strike first......inny, miny, mineny, moe. catch the spider by the toe. Grinning widely he picked his first victim and began he stealthy approach.

 

[Jorn Mair]

Jron didnt know what to think. He truly wanted a fair fight. but eveybody else just cam in on him and Daxton. he grouled at them all "STOP IT ALL OF YOU! I wanted to face Daxton alone..." He looked over to one of the many of Daxton and them to roof tops near by "...You, Daxton if the rest of them leave i will face you alone. I truly did want to face you. Or do you want to fight all of us? Because im good with eather. I will still get my revenge." Jorn then looked at all of his brothers and sisters and said "I have personal matters with Daxton and it looks like Mirta has some too. but I want my chance now." he wanted skill against skill alone. but it may seemed like that was not going to happen.

 

[Daxton Bane]

"Well now you have your chance. Six chances in fact. I think that evens the odds. If you can't handle one of me, how more six? Catch me if you can Jorn." Cackling deranged laughter, the six Daxtons dropped from the roof and onto the street before splitting up in different paths under the cover of the sandstorm. If they did not pursue him now he would be able to escape and hunt them down later.

 

[Mirta Kar]

Mirta didn't know what to do, Chase them or not.. Either way she wanted Daxton dead. But was it worth the effort. Surely he would come after them. " So what do we do, chase after him or stay.. either way I don't like our odds, this is a crafty man... and not one to be underestimated. " She looked towards the direction the man had ran into the sand storm he was lost already. " I vote we stay together, Our HUDS let us see dispite the storm, so lets stay together, and find him or other sith either way, I feel it is fruitless to chase after him and his images. We don't know which one is him and it is a waste of our resources. as much as I want him dead. "
Mirta scanned the area for thermal and other sources of life. Trying to find something to trace. Other wise they were going to have to move on. It was fruitless to split up and chase images.

 

[Jorn Mair]

Jorn didnt like the odds. but he would have to take them all on. He tooka breath and them lept from the building onto the street. he turend on his heat cencers and his life cencers. he saw all Six some where aroudn him. this was going to be hard. He knew it. but he wasnt going to chase after the Daxtons. he would be wasting time. Jorn knew something else was up. Daxtond didnt just leave him self open like this. He was proably hiding some where. just like he did when they were at the temple. his signature never came up on his censors. tworling his swords he said. "Daxton, Fight me like a real man with out these dummys that you are hidding behind. Your probably hidding your signature from me. just like you did at the Temple. and that is not skill thats trickery. come to me blade to blade!"

Jorn wanted him for himself. he didnt listen to Mirta even though it could bring his demise.