War is Peace [Terrorist Strike on Fondor]

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War Is Peace [Terrorist Strike On Fondor]


"On the topic of fear and war the policy that you constantly hear is that violence doesn't solve anything. Peace is the first option and war should be a last resort. Fuck that. War makes peace, through war we make peace, every problem in this galaxy has been solved through war. The collapse of the Sith Empire, the Death of the Atrisian Emperor, The Fall of Courscant. All these problems and issues of people have been solved through violence. And you what? It works. It's become normalized, a core value of everyday life in this modern galaxy. You look on the news and you see the invasion of Cardia, the raping of resources and land and everyone just eats their diner and moves on like its nothing. So it's time to wake up the galaxy, it's time to show that it can happen to you. Fear is your only god, get in front of your holo screens and pray." Sitting in a command chair a man with a bright yellow mask on sat back and chuckled tenting his fingers in wait.

FIVE HOURS LATER LOCATION 1: FONDOR MILITARY ACADEMY CAMPUS
TIME: 1300 HOURS AFTERNOON CHOW


"We have two hard targets to hit, a naval a naval hospital and a this academy. The job is simple, step out and empty your magazines on anything that's not us maximum damage. We only have small arms on this strike all the explosives have been used on the second strike so we won't have any boom to cover our retreat. So move hard and show no mercy." Screeching up to the gate of the Military Academy a speeder van filled with seven men armed to the teeth with blasters, slug throwers and grenades sat back inside of it waiting to be seen by the guard at the gate. "Masks on" the driver said to the team in the back. Keeping his own mask off the driver casually sat back and smiled waiting for the guard to come up. "Can I help you sir? And I also need to see your pass." He asked in a very professional manner with a scattergun dangling from his waist other guards at the post began to sweep mirrors under the van checking for explosives scanning it for any possible life signs inside. "Yeah just one second let me grab it." Inside the gate booth the guard at the checkpoint began to get the results back from the scan "SIR GET BACK!!" He screamed loudly to alert the man Talking to the unmasked insurgent but it was too late. Reaching down the driver put up a E11 blaster pistol and shot the guard in the face. As quickly as it happened the windows in the van rolled down with the passengers gunning down the other guards at the gate in a volley of laser and slug fire. "Ugh, military. We have ten minutes until their fire teams mobilize and we get wasted! We have to move and hit it now before they turn and burn!" He said as alarms began to sound around the academy. But the van sped forward until it hit the main campus bum rushing past small guard offices and crashing into the front door of the academy now with their vehicle disabled from blaster fire the OP forces had provided they had to begin quickly. "Move move move!"

Kicking down the door the team of seven stepped out cocking their weapons they shouldered them and took aim at the students and personnel in the area. "Fire" a cold voice came on their radio followed by the blaster and slug fire of multiple rifles soon after the screams of young Jr officers in training and personnel screeched in the air. The team was in the front doors of the academy and were ready to push forward deeper into the academy. "Smoke out!" The yellow masked criminals began to throw smoke grenades into the building covering the halls with a thick smoke. "Wing formation." The squad leader whispered into his mic. Forming up into a wing the insurgents began to push up through the first door gunning down a student or two that was foolish enough to stop them. Surly OP forces were now coming so they had to hurry.

LOCATION 2: FONDOR SHIPYARDS NAVAL HOSPITAL

Another Van drove slowly through the lanes of traffic, in the back seats not a group of heavily armed insurgents but instead a few people carrying briefcases dressed in the civilian clothing. "Get in place explosives and blow up if you have to. Move quickly and kill anyone who stops you." Pulling up into a parking spot the team stepped out and looked over to the hospital they had to go and start their op. Waiting in the van across the lane the masked criminal waited watching the team one by one scatter and head towards the naval hospital. The plans all and all were simple. Mass destruction and chaos. Why were they doing this? Well there was only one way to find out.

[member="Ayden Cater"] [member="Cira"] [member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Antoir Setrrin]

Alas, for the criminals, they had not planned on a Sithspawn working for the Protectorate. Or having good enough hearing to hear an idiot tell someone to blow things up. Nor had they accounted for the countless armed guards that work at both the Training facility and Hospital. Did they think that there would be no experienced instructors there? Ugh. Insert a rather large sigh here.​

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Ven hadn't been far from the loudmouthed idiot in the van. Once his plan was announced, she started moving. A few words in a comm was enough to get the security guards moving. Those bombers would be intercepted soon. Then the masked man would be dealt with. Quickly the mercenary, who happened to be, oh, you know, over seven feet tall, moved towards the van (which had moved from when she first saw it). Pulling out her lightclub she turned it on. The lovely snap-hiss would be heard as she pointed it at whoever this masked idiot was. Wearing a mask? In a van? After letting out a bunch of weirdos with briefcases? How stereotypical was this whole thing going to be?​

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"Get out before I run you through with this, asswipe."​

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Meanwhile the previously mentioned guards would be stopping anyone with a briefcase heading from the Van's general area, telling each to show their ID and the contents of the cases. Things at the Training Facility would be different. Teachers and students alike (plus, you know, guards) would be firing back at the terrorists. One should also remember that there are force users that work for the Protectorate. They would be fighting as well. In addition, it should be mentioned that Ven'Rain is force dead. A very important detail.​

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[The Spark]

Kessendra pulled the tag off of her wrist and perked up in bed as she saw the dozens of armed guards go running by her room. She raised an eyebrow and quickly slid out of the hospital bed and quietly moved over to the transparasteel window. Her fingers interlaced between the blinders and pulled them apart as she gazed out into the courtyard and then beyond the heavily guarded Hospital. "Hmm..." She quietly said before turning to the couch with her armor sprawled out. "Ehm...I suppose a peek won't hurt..." She hadn't been officially given quarters after the Omega Pyre evaluations, but she had been told to stay put.

Then again, when it came down to it she had a hard time listening to instructions when their was action going on and lives were at stake. Without another thought, she quickly donned her Battle Mark II Variant Armor on, attaching each piece as best she could. Of course, full coupling would have to come from the armory, which was located on the 1st floor. With a groan she pushed her way out of the room to the chaotic scene of alarm klaxons and civilians scattering about and moving patients. The sound of boots shuffling and people yelling echoed in her head causing her to wince briefly. "Oiy, I might have been better off staying in my room..." She muttered as she made her way down the corridor, her right hand blocking out the lights while her left held the helmet to her armor.

It was a decent haul, one she would have to make down the stairs without the immediate access to the turbolift. "Note to self...take a stim when you get there." She groaned pushing the door open to the stairwell, and down she went, lightly jogging down the stairs towards the 1st Floor Armory.

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[Follow The Rabbit]

[member="Kessendra Teague"] [member="Ven'Rain Sekairo"]
LOCATION 2 NAVAL HOSPITAL

Looking over at the brutish sith spawn the team had been stopped and the ploy had been foiled for now. They couldn't bomb the hospital as planned and they would have to settle with only military casualties. Rolling down the window the masked looked out his eyes having a happy expression on them. The red words stained Into his mask "please stop me" With a soft chuckle fear gripped the man. This was it, this was the end and he was scared. Sweat began to pour down his sides wetting his coat a bit. But it wasn't dear of the sith spawn In front of him. It was the fact that his life was now at an end. He wasn't a machine but only a man. With a soft laugh the man raised his hands "I surrender." He said, but his hands were not empty. A small detonator was in his left with his thumb firmly over the button, this was it. "HRRRRRRNNNGGGH!!!" He screamed before pressing the button in a dramatic manner. And then it happened

Boom

The van in front of the sith spawn exploded sending cleansing fire and shrapnel flying everywhere. But it didn't end there, the other briefcase bombs began to explode from the operators laying on the ground with the guards that had stopped them standing over them. They failed in hitting the hospital but dozens of personnel had most likely been killed in the large chain of several explosions. As the bombs went off in the parking lot engulfing people nearby the shrapnel from nearby speeders flew towards the first floor windows where other people would be located. The hospital would stand and the threat thwarted saving hundreds of lives from the evil plot but at the loss of good soldiers. Sadly not everyone could be saved this day

 

[The Spark]

LOCATION # 2 - Naval Hospital


Duty Status - DUSTWUN


Today was as good as any to test the durability of the armor, in a crushing and explosive manner.

The sound of the explosion was horrific, no, the multiple explosions that had rocked the central area of the Naval Hospital. Kessendra didn’t remember the actual explosion itself or the impact of the debris or people, or whatever hard objects hit her. All she could remember was some flash, a wailing noise and a jolt that was most likely her armor colliding into or through duracrete and durasteel.

Oh it hurt…a lot, alot more than she had ever been through. The vital signs in her suit were beeping softly, a barely audible noise in her ears that caused her to stir just a bit. The transparisteel visor in her helmet was cracked in multiple places and a warning symbol in the top right hand corner that indicated she was leaking oxygen from her survival canister. She tasted the iron from blood in her mouth and could feel it’s warmth over her eye as she continued to come around. The sounds of alarm klaxons began overcoming the soft beeping of her vital signs, the sounds of screaming and crying...everything that war was. There was pressure against her chest place that she couldn't quite place until her eyes shifted downwards to gaze upon the large durasteel beam across her chest place. Indeed, her armor had done it's job and more so to prevent further injury to her person. She'd have to thank the engineers for that. The very same beam had crushed a Naval Guard who attempted to dive behind a desk, leaving behind a splatter of blood and tissue...some of which had gotten onto her.

A crying, gasping noise caught her attention to her right, causing her gaze to shift to a man struggling beneath the very large beam that she was under. He was indeed far worse than her, a civilian who apparently had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. He was struggling to breath and had apparently stopped trying to move and he too had seen her make a motion and desperately cried out something she couldn't understand, his arm reaching out to her, bloodied fingers extending as he continued to plea with her. His mouth was profusely producing blood as he spoke, but no real words came from him. Then there was the spasm she knew too well, his arm quaked and his eyes rolled into the back of his head, and nothing. The arm reaching for her desperately fell lifelessly to the pile of debris between them and the man who just was not supposed to be there, died a horrible death.

Whomever had done this got what they wished but also had bitten off more than they could chew. All they did was kick a hornets nest that had already been nudged, and they would have nowhere to run.

The Omega Protectorate blacked out all communications on the planet and closed planetary travel immediately after the explosions.

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[Antoir Setrrin]

Well then. The explosion went off with a rather loud noise much like thunder. Alas, it was more dangerous than thunder or lightning. As usual Ven had been in her durasteel armor. However it wasn't enough to protect her from the blunt of the blow. She was thrown back several meters, only to have a second blast hit her from the side. Shrapnel from both bombs became lodged in her ribs, alongside her face. One particularly nasty piece had found itself by (if not in) her left eye. Cybernetic eyes would come in handy fairly soon. But that didn't matter to her. Everything ached. Every last part of her hurt. And all around her there were more people injured. More people who needed assistance.​

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So she did her job.​

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Slowly she pushed herself up, careful not to further injure her already broken leg. Then she hobbled forward. People were already rushing around. Dozens of Doctors from inside were rushing to get those who survived inside. Ven went to join them. At first some of the workers tried to get her to an operating room, or at least the lobby. Each time she refused. It was hard, but she had to help get people inside. "We'll be fine... we'll be fine... Just like always." Her words were more to herself than those she carried. Yet she never stopped mumbling them. Someone would have to convince her to stop soon. Or else she'd pretty much bleed out.​

 

[Follow The Rabbit]

[member="Ven'Rain Sekairo"] [member="Kessendra Teague"]

LOCATION 1 MILITARY ACADEMY

"RETURN FIRE!!" Covering the main door the seven man team split so that three men with Blaster rifles and a Z-6 Rottary cannon covering the front from the OP guards that were pushing up. Spinning up the cannon the blaster began to fire deadly amounts of blue streaks through the air killing plenty of academy guards. "SET!!" One of the insurgents said behind cover soon after popping up to fire on incoming guards. "MOVING!!" The third insurgent left behind. moving up quickly onto the steps of the academy. Taking aim he fired upon two guards killing them instantly striking them both in the head! "MOV-" was all he could say before being struck with a blaster bolt. Sinking to his knees he drew his side arm two E11 blaster rifles in pistol formation and began to unleash torrents of inaccurate fire before being gunned down his now fresh body laying on the steps as blood pooled around the fire fight still raging in the backdrop.

INSIDE

"Push push push." The leader said softly into his mic still. Pushing through the smoke the four man team took aim at campus guard and student alike. Firing automatic bolts into their bodies rippling them with holes. Dozens began to fill the causality list as bodies piled onto the floor. "We have to move and hit the mess hall!" With a blaster bolt flying it struck one of the teammates of the insurgents in the gut. With him falling over screaming in pain the squad leads quickly shot the wounded man. Then the campus guard that had hit his subordinate. "Push up!" He screamed loudly with the team moving down the halls tossing grenades into classrooms as they passed through them the screams of the people inside before the small explosives went off.

LOCATION 2 NAVAL HOSPITAL
All dead, the team had failed but the damage had been done . Evidencs burned away in the explosions and now OP had to do their jobs and aid the wounded. They saved hundreds of lives and now they had to race to save more

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"] [member="Ori'Alor Tal'Verda"] [member="Calico Tal'Verda"] [member="Keziah Tal'Verda"]
En Route Naval Academy
Noah had been sorting through files at his apartment when he heard that the Naval Academy was attacked by terrorist. Noah was angry, he was more than angry, first the shipyards over Fondor and Corellia and now the Academy? What was with terrorist and the Protectorate? The shipyards were one thing, but a hospital and a academy? Most of the kids at the academy were kids and teenagers who were just trying to make a living and to further their knowledge and education. Now here was Noah, dressed in full combat armor, rushing towards the academy with all the weapons he needed in his trunk. Oh, he was prepared to kill some terrorist with a vengenace, a vengenace full of hot automatic blaster fire.

 

[Ventasia Terana]

LOCATION 2: NAVAL HOSPITAL

Explosions and commotions, and lots of yelling. That was about all that could be made out of the ruckus that was coming from the Naval Hospital. It sent those in the general vicinity running for cover for fear of their own lives. Of course, while everyone was running over one another to distance themselves from the explosion, there was one red headed problem that stood out. It would have been shockingly easy to move with the crowd, and act as if she was nowhere close. But as easy as that would be, and she did always love taking the easy way out, something simply didn't sit right with her. With that, she began to move through the crowd, as if swimming up stream. What a way to spend her day...

It would take a little bit of time to move through the swarm of panicking people, but she'd soon be able to pick up the pace, her steps moving much quicker. Something didn't sit right with her, and it quickly became obvious what it was as she neared the hospital. Surrounded by multiple twisted, smoldering pieces of metal was a hulking figure, limping about. In no time at all, and no shock to her, it all added up rather quickly. "You freaking idiot..." Her voice echoed out as she moved in on the brute. "How is it that your always at the center of these things?"

[member="Ven'Rain Sekairo"]

 

[Follow The Rabbit]

[member="Noah Corek"]
LOCATION 1 MILITARY ACADEMY

Blasters bolts continued to be exchanged by the two man team up front at the academy doors, the Z-6 was doing its job in the suppressing of enemy forces. Gunning down a few more soldiers that had arrived as they fell out of their trucks the terrorist in the cannon took a shot to the shoulder before crying out in pain. Toughing it up the insurgent pushed through the pain and looked over to his fallen teammate. "SMILEY! GET THAT RPG AND GIVE IT TO THEM!! COVERING!!" With a new onslaught of bolts the cannon was in overdrive sending hundreds of bolts down range. His teammate responded shortly "MOVING!" Keeping his head down low he ran over to the dead corpse of his fallen comrade securing the launcher on his back. "MOVING BACK!" He screamed running a cold sprint soon afterwards sliding back into cover. "HIT THE LAV!!" Flipping the sight up the insurgent lifted himself up taking aim at a LAV holding reinforcements for OP. It was a good thing they had the high ground or this fight would of been over. With a loud thoomp the launcher fired with smoke trailing the rocket before impacting and exploding the first of the few vehicles that had landed at the academy.

INSIDE

Crawling slowly a small teenaged boy dragged a streak of blood across the floor, he was dressed in his school uniform that had been soaked through with his own blood. The insurgent leader walked over to him and flipped him around with his foot. Staring at him the blood stained yellow mask smiled brightly while a chuckle left his mouth. "We ain't got time for this! The boss needs us to move and hit it all!" One of the other insurgents spoke out loudly. "You're right. Let's go." And with a large boot and a sickening crack the boy beneath the man had died. Details would not be needed but it was not a very good way to go. Pushing further Into the academy the team of three stopped in front of the grand hall where there were probably students left. Kicking in the door the three men walked in still covered in the blood of the innocenct. "Well isn't this fun? What do we have going on here a party?!" A group of twenty students huddled up in sides of the room they had been escaping through the windows but not all could make it now. "Fire." The leader said aiming his blaster at the children. Unleashing vollies of fire the trio continued to bring death on the academy with every passing second

 

[Antoir Setrrin]

A voice easily rose over the rumble of chaos. Ventasia's. So her lover turned, squinting at her with her one good eye. "Darling, this uh... ain't exactly my finest moment." At least she had her feminine body back (shorter than she had been when she was brought back to life). Though with wounds like hers, not all of it would stay. Quickly (for a severely injured person) she hobbled over to Tasia. As usual she did a short look-over, just to make sure that the redhead was safe. Once that was done she opened her mouth to speak again. "I, uh, know this ain't a good time... But I think... that we should, well, if you want to, get married. Make this all official... 'n stuff. In the meantime though... I should get inside. Get this damn glass out of me eye." Ven appeared to be quite disorientated. Lass was talking like she did back on Ord Mantell. However she did mean what she said about marriage. Just hadn't had the courage until that moment.​

[member="Ventasia Terana"]​

 

[KA-12]

Having escaped the dreaded Coruscant, KA-12 had stolen a shuttle and manned it near Raxus Prime. She started repairing herself and the damaged shuttle with all the parts she could find. As she was about to put a laser enhancer on her blaster, she heard a radio droid, dying, scrambling messages about Fondor.

"Manslaughter... Heh heh, looks like I have a stop on the way to the Yavin System."

"No... Manslaughter bad..." The weary droid said.

"Your voice is so depressing. Let me end your suffering, then on to Fondor." KA-12 said slyly but quickly, then blasting the breaking droid to bits. "All better." She mocked, kicking the pieces left of the droid. She started up the stolen shuttle, and headed for Fondor.

[member="Follow The Rabbit"]
[member="Noah Corek"]
[member="Ven'Rain Sekairo"]
[member="Ventasia Terana"]

 

[HK-36]

[member="Follow The Rabbit"], [member="Noah Corek"]
LOCATION 1 MILITARY ACADEMY

HK was inside the Academy when the terrorist attack begun to happen, in the Grand Hall, the droid was called upon to do symposium on the changing roles of smaller Capital Ship-class vessels in modern naval theater, the machine had plenty of knowledge on the subject, as the fleet he commanded was made up entirely from the smaller Frigates and Corvettes, so of course he agreed to come.

He was behind his podium, doing his speech, his 6 Honor Guards, 4 droids 2 heavily armored humans watched him from the crowd of Protectorate students.
This was academy much like the one HK run on Abregado-Rae, he was used to this setting, being a teacher for the Jedi most of his existance now, and he quite enjoyed it.

So there he was, motioning to the SpacePowerPoint presentation as he and his troops received transmissions about the terrorist attacks on Fondor.

He raised his hands to the students and other teachers, sending quick ping to [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"], his companion before the transmissions on the planet were cut, hopefully she was close enough to lend a hand, or arrive with some reinforcements.
"Please, remain calm. Fondor has been attacked by hostile forces once more-"
The soldiers and students begun to chatter at the news, fear has shown its face here and there,
"Begin evacuation procedures in orderly manner."
The droid nodded to his Honor Guards, they led other soldiers in ushering the students and teachers along, quickly the Hall started to empty, bulk of the students was there, getting them out safely meant most lives would be saved.

But it was then that gunshots and explosions were heard from outside, among with screams and cries of both soldiers and civilians.

Turning about to the windows, HK extended out his forearm, two twin repeater blaster cannons appeared out of his hand as he begun to break the glass from a few windows nearby him, to open up another route of escape for the students, the panic was starting to set into those that remained.
"Get out of here, now."
The droid commanded them and so the students begun to climb out of the windows, the droid came up to a nearby table, with one smooth flick of his limbs he flipped it over.

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The table now created a makeshift barricade between the escaping students and the entrance to the Grand Hall the Insurgents were soon going to enter through, plus HK could show his frustration.
Motioning his Honor Guards over, now with the almost empty Grand Hall, he muttered out to them,
"Another Force-damned attack, cannot get one kharking week without some bloody maniac trying to blow innocent up."

The droid armed himself with his Shatterpistol and "Slither-of-Light" white-blade training lighsaber, although not activating it just yet, his honor guards mimicked his movements, the Greycloaks taking out their Gados-made SP-1 shatterpistols and the hilts of their blue-blade combat lightsabers, the Iron Knight guards cocked their heavy MK 1 bolt guns.

HK motioned to two of the Greycloaks,
"You two with me, protecting the escaping students,"
He referred to the children who were getting out through the windows, the droids nodded, flipping over more tables to elongate the makeshift barricade,
"You two, flanking positions."
The droid pointed to remaining two Greycloaks, they nodded, pulling over their hoods and wrapping themselves in chameleon cloaks, disappearing from sight to take their positions on the sides of the entrance.
"And you two, overwatch."
He commanded the Iron Knights as Jenkins and Halloway they gave a sharp nod, responding with,
"Yessir."
And troddled off towards one of the balconies, second level of the Grand Hall where they had a better bombardment position.

"Let us begin."
The droid muttered as he heard some crack of bones down the hallway, as if someone was crushing a wounded student under their boot. HK and the Greycloaks on his sides pulled up their hoods, casting the veil of the grey material over their helmets, and wrapped themselves in the material, activating their systems they disappeared just as Smiley and his two soldiers burst into the room.

"Well isn't this fun? What do we have going on here a party?!"
Unknown to Smiley he was staring down three lightsaber wielders, breaking only few of the windows HK was able to direct the escaping children in a way to make it easier for him to protect them, and now about 20 still remained.
The unmoving, cloaked figures of droids held their fingers on the activation buttons of their lightsabers, waiting for moment to strike. Somewhere above them two Iron Knights were hidden with bolt guns ready behind cover, waiting for the signal.

"Fire."
And it was then as the blaster fire erupted that the cloaks of the three droids were cast aside, silently as their sound dampeners activated to provide more of a surprise, and then the lightsaber blades ignited to life.
The bolts begun to fly off when they impacted the blades, droids attempting to send them back at Smiley and his goons. He may have caught students escaping, but not unprotected, for HK, the Greycloaks, and their blades were their guards that day.

"Fire."
HK commanded at the same time as he revealed himself, speaking over the sound of blasters being fired, more cloaks were cast aside. At either side of the entrance the remaining two Greycloaks revealed themselves, their sound dampeners activated, their SP-1 shatterguns were aimed at Smiley's team and they pulled triggers without hesitation, aiming at the insurgent's hips. That way if the insurgents moved the droids would not shoot each other, and when they would hit, they would disarm the insurgents by breaking bones and spine, taking from them ability to walk for a longer while until surgery.
And speaking of hitting, it would be much more likely that all three insurgents were stricken rather than being able to dodge such an attack due to number of factors.

First, this was an ambush, they did not realized that the students had protection, they believed that they were attacking unarmed children, which was right in a way, but there was also a presence of beings that could put up a fight, a hidden presence that revealed itself completely silently, making the insurgents having to register the interruption through flashes of blaster, adrenaline, and general shock of the battle via visuals alone. Then the flanking maneuver was at their sides, not right up to them but not too far at the same time, making it even less likely for the insurgents to notice them as they were focused on combat and bloodlust at the moment. It would be highly unlikely they were paying attention to what was happening next and behind them, they had their eyes on the target.

Second, the speed at which the shatterguns fire their projectiles. Shatterguns use low caliber projectiles, pellets made from metal that reacts to magnets, spinning and propelling them via advanced rail-gun systems. However, although these projectiles have low-caliber, they cause plenty of damage, this is done by releasing high Kinetic Energy upon impact. For such a small projectile to cause so much damage, enough to bent Phrik plating, it needs to go at incredibly high speed, much faster than the speed of sound many times over. The fact that the shatterguns have built-in sound dampeners, to reduce the recoil and avoid the barrel being damage by air displacement due to sonic boom, and that their projectiles fly faster than sound, means that the target would be hit before they heard the projectile flying at them. Literally the projectile would get to its target first before the Whoosh of it zooming through the air did. And the fact that it was not a weapon based on chemical combustion but magnets means that there would not be light indication of the gun firing, giving the target no advanced warning.

And third, the droid's had highly advanced targeting sensors and protocols, calculating trajectory of the target's limbs and the projected trajectory of projectile at almost an instant, the machines could pull off trick-shots at moment's notice like no organic could. Example of this was during the Mask of Madness when HK used his shattergun to snipe a dragon flying over head at high speed by jumping on top of a tree-vine and standing there for few milliseconds before disappearing to avoid the drake's counter-attack. The dragon stayed alive, but lost his scales, violently shattered or ripped off, making him an easy target to put down.


As to the Iron Knights, they stayed in their hidden position, awaiting for HK's command to bombard the enemy.

 

[KA-12]

KA-12 landed on Fondor in a shuttle that was under stealth and undetectable. She knew right where the action was, as she saw many men with blasters galore storming the Academy.

"Targets accessed. I think the best course of action: Vibroblade or Hand Cannon. I do not have a Hand Cannon, so it looks like blood will drown these invaders." KA-12 mocked. She activated a shield generator and grabbed a vibroblade and started to attempt to pick off the attackers. She hacked through them while she had them at their backs, but was soon fired upon. Her shield generator could only take so much. She took out multiple cluster smoke grenades and was able to blind the forces just entering. As she sneaked onto the second floor, she saw many innocent students dead on the floor. "Assassins have partially completed objective. Several have large sums on their heads... I should see if anyone on the Academy's side is still alive or functioning." KA-12 thought aloud. Suddenly, the some from the cluster grenades started to vanish.

"Damn! Time to move!" She yelled, throwing one last smoke grenade, running up to see a droid she knew from lore and maybe even met - [member="HK-36"] the Iron Knight. "Silence, intru-" She realized HK was helping. "I am Killer-Assassin Prototype 12, KA-12. At your service, general HK..." She did not relish those words, knowing there's a droid above her in rank and vitality.

 

[Follow The Rabbit]

LOCATION 1 MILITARY ACADEMY

ALL TARGETS DOWN

OUTSIDE
"TWO RIGHT TWO RIGHT!!" Shifting right the man with the rotary cannon began to unleash death onto the people bellow him carving a squad of omega protectorate troopers into bloody mist and broken bodies. The casualty count from both attacks was reaching the low one hundreds but there was still time to get more in within their eyes. "HIT THAT TANK!" Another armored vehicle had approached they were taking very accurate aim at the insurgents at the head of the academy doors. Reloading his launcher the second man at the doors took aim at the vehicle, however a rail gun had hit him at the very moment he pulled the trigger. Exploding into tiny little pieces his body flew into different directions on the steps. Though the rocket he had fired, not so much. Missing it's target completely the rocket soared through the air like a bat out of hell spiraling and impacting a office building a hundred meters away vaporizing a few civilians that stood by the windows to watch what was going on. Turning around quickly the man with the cannon screamed before pulling the trigger. Making the fatal error of turning his back to his enemy the man's backside became riddled with bolts. Falling to his knees a rail gun round struck him in his chest causing him as well to scatter into a pile of broken limbs and body parts that would stain the steps of school. Hostiles down

INSIDE
"Hrnng!!" Taking the brunt of the hit the leader of the three men used his team as human shields causing them to fall to the ground broken and screaming in pain. Diving towards a nearby window he knew it was over, but they had strict orders to not talk or not be taken alive. "We surrender." Laughing a bit beeping noises could be heard from the men laying on the ground. The remaining thermal detonators on their vests had been activated and they were set to go. "FOLLOW THE RABBIT!!" The squad leader screamed holding out his hands to his sides as if he were a prophet on a cross. With a loud scream the remaining detonators went off killing the men on the floor and doing whatever amount of damage [member="HK-36"] felt like five detonators going off at once could do. Exploding with great force the squad leader was not hit by the explosion directly but instead was pushed out of the window and sent flying a good ten meters to the ground. Hitting it hard the shock of the blast and the fall had broken almost every bone in his body. He was quite alive still by the screams of pain he was making and he would die soon if he was not taken to a hospital for surgery and immediate care then eventually made to talk about what had happened here today. Surrounding him protector at guards secured the terrorist and just like that the attack was over. Well over a hundred people had died from both combined attacks. The protectorate had done their jobs and saved as many as they could. Now it was time to understand why this had happened and who exactly was responsible. These men were pawns and there was something greater lurking in the background.

 

[RC 212]

Fondor- Space

And from space came a dreaded feared man. A clone of ages past. No one had seen him in years, and the shrieking of hyperspace opening marked great doom above fondor.

Three ships emerged each bearing the symbol of the galactic pirate. A blazing skull and crossbones painted across the fronts. A Marauder class corvette, a Marder class Corvette and an Interceptor cruiser. RC stood at the helm arms crossed and examining the situation. Through the speakers hacked comms streamed out.

"Excellent, they are under attack, this is a perfect opportunity to show the galaxy RC's still kicking!"

"Aye sir, shall we?"

"We shall, all posistions, open fire on the orbital shipyards!"

Concussion missiles, turbolasers and rockets all streamed towards the station. A swath of destruction bore down on the shipyards, painted blue green and purple.

 

[HK-36]

[member="Follow The Rabbit"], [member="KA-12"], [member="Noah Corek"]
LOCATION 1 MILITARY ACADEMY

There would be no time to explain to KA that HK was not a General,
"Unit, fall back!"
The droid commanded him, at instant sending orders to his copies.

The two Flank Units by the door rushed in at inhuman speed, grabbing the thermal-wielding goons by their throats and without hesitation carrying them into the smoke of the corridor that KA started to sow with her smoke grenades,
"Clear out!"
The droid guards alarmed, if KA wanted to avoid being exploded now was her chance, anyone else in the building was warned to stay away from the droids and their temporary prisoners.
The claws on the Flank Guards feet locked into the floor with magnets and density projectors, their hands into the walls and twining with each other, their metal bodies were to be the initial shield against the blast.

HK and his two Guards turned around quickly, almost all of the children were out, good, only few remained, the droid pulled back the child that was about to exit, he would be thrown down by the blast, in quick movements he huddled them into the corner and his claws dug into the floor, his arms extending as his guards took place by his sides, their arms twining together around each other's backs, legs as well, their heads lowered and density projectors activated. There would be the remaining children's personal shield,
"Get down, cover your ears, and do not be afraid. It will be fine."
The droid Baron said in soft voice as he awaited the moment.

He and his guards were strong, their metal bodies and additional armor were tough. Throughout the years they withstood being thrown around by explosives they have collected when Bando Gora tried to blow up their slave pens and prison, crushed by pillars and building when getting the civilians to safety, dragons, Dread Pirates, and Sith tried to melt them with manners of incendiary tactics, both chemical and Force-summoned, the droid was even able to survive, barely, onslaught of Siobhan's telekinetic over-powered abilities when he was possessed and forced to fight her in a duel.

There came an explosion, and shockwave, the Flank Guards were destroyed, too close to the blast, their energy shields flashing as they activated before burning out, they knew very well that deactivation was to follow such a maneuver, but like a soldier shielding his comrades from a grenade with his own body, they broke the initial shockwave and thermal blast. It was still enough to throw Smiley out the window, but it was not enough to kill the children HK protected.

The droid and his guard's cloaks ripped in the sudden burst, the edges of flames licking at them, their energy shields of Power Defense Armor activated, flashing in lights as they dispersed energy damage before burning out, a plate cracked here and there, but the Protectors remained standing, the children were bruised from the explosion, but alive.

HK turned back, looking up to where his Iron Knights were,
"You alright up there?"
He asked them,
"Yessir!"
They responded, their heads peeking out from the cover,
"Good, collection."

They knew what it meant, they were to retrieve the fallen Greycloak's bodies, memory core, and equipment, they would come useful when the droids were repaired. Plus they got a chance to check if KA was alright.
"See these children to safety."
HK muttered to the remaining Greycloaks and they nodded, carrying the Students away.

Smiley would be able to see the droid jump down from the window, slowly walking over to his broken body, his grey cloak tattered and burned in few places, the metal plates cracked here and there and singed.

"Wake up, sunshine."
Came to smiley the electronic voice of Mr. Feeny the droid possessed,
Soon he would feel a simple kick to his broken leg before the figure of the droid looked over him, taking a grey capsule from one of his satchels.
"I have your attention for few more minutes."

 

[Follow The Rabbit]

[member="HK-36"]
Laying on the ground twitching in pain biting and gritting his teeth together the man known as smiley was broken to the core, but he knew what would come and he was trained to never talk about who was in charge of this attack. Beginning to black out a metallic figure stood over him as he coughed loudly. He didn't really hear what the droid had said his ears were just about blown out and he was almost deaf. But he had some slight hearing left. Snapping back to reality though when the droid pressed on his leg he screamed as adrenaline flowed through his body bringing sweet sweet pain to him. Screaming and jerking the man laid there still unable to do anything. "Kark off!" He said as loud as his collapsing and bleeding lungs could manage. HK would get no answers from a man in his condition. Fading back shock began to take the man as he seized up and began to spasm heavily.

Choking on saliva and blood the man was convulsing and his moments of talking were done now. Laying there twitching he had to get rushed to the hospital within the next few minutes or death would surly ensue

 

[HK-36]

[member="Follow The Rabbit"]

Well lucky for HK he had some time as a medical droid in the Jedi temple, he worked multiple positions like that during his time with the Republic, being always somewhere there in the background. Plus recently he had the knowledge updated and refreshed with Veron'Icka's tutelage.
Silently, he sent a ping for medical transport as he took a stim-pack from his satchel, plunging it into Smiley, he injected him with the healing contents inside.

Next, he took off his mask, he had to deal with possibility of chocking and his lungs.
Turning him over slightly on the side, the droid opened up his mouth so that Smiley wouldn't chock on the blood or his tongue, he took a medical portable respirator mask from his back, putting it over Smiley's nostrils and mouth, he could breath that in to help with collapsed lungs, stop the spasms.

Now he still needed the medical transport, HK knew what he wanted to do until then.
"You have beautiful eyes, mister Kark."
The droid muttered softly, breaking the grey pill he was holding, spreading the dusty contents in his palms.
"They must have seen much evil, I will make sure to watch you with my own eyes. But you-"
Smiley would feel his head being taken in the droid's hands, HK's thumbs closing over his eyes, Smiley's world would go dark.
"Not so much."

Then there would came the painful, painful sensation of droid grinding the DUST particles into Smiley's eyes, his retina would be gone, his eyes bloody and useless without cybernetics, and a large portion of the miniature tracking devices would get into his bloodstream, unless Smiley's writer does not give their consent, then the DUST particles would remain isolated in Smiley's eyes and would be removed once he receives cybernetic implants. Which would be much better than for them being in bloodstream.

"I do not take kindly to children being hurt."

Few seconds later there would be clamor and more sounds, if Smiley did not pass out from the pain and exhaustion already, his medical evac would arrive and he would be taken aboard, given more first aid and rushed to the hospital.

 

[Ayden Cater]

FLEETCOM CS-002
High Orbit over Fondor

Ayden had been on the FLEETCOM station in orbit when the attack came. By now, attacks were becoming so commonplace that he had a local transmitter installed on his PZ-9 device. This sent out a broadband alert to all Protectorate forces that an attack was under way. By now, the people of Fondor knew what to do and did so without hesitation. All civilian ships were grounded in and around the capital, every military installation went on high alert and anyone who resisted would be disabled or eliminated if necessary. Attacking a world that had seen several large-scale attacks on it was a poor choice. Attacking a world with a FLEETCOM station in orbit was bad. Attacking the capital at this point was plain suicide.

When three little ships dropped into realspace and opened fire, Ayden didn't even have to give the order. Interdiction fields began activating as part of the standard lockdown procedures. If they were hoping to have reinforcements high on their heels, they'd be sorely disappointed to find them drop out hundreds planetary radii away. And if not, then there would be no escape. The Fondor Defense Fleet mobilized at the attack; One Solo-class Command ship, one Indomitable-class Star Defender, two Antilles-class Star Defenders, three Alcori-class Light Star Defenders, four Stalwart-class Heavy Cruisers, two Warden-class Heavy Cruisers, two Shield-class Cruisers, three Sentinel-class Cruisers, seven Excubitor-class Cruisers, twelve Nebulon B7s, four Nebulon B9s, four Relentless-class Assault Frigates, four Telum Mk II Frigates, twenty-four Blockade Runners, twenty Myriad-class Corvettes, and four Watcher-class Corvettes.

The foolish pirates would get only a single message as point defense systems took out the missiles and the Shield-class cruisers moved to protect the shipyards from any further attempts at damage. "Unidentified aggressor ships; you are ordered to power down your systems and prepare to be boarded. Failure to do so will result in your immediate termination. Attempts to flee will result in your immediate termination. Further attacks will result in your immediate termination." Somewhere on the station, Ayden lit a cigar and chuckled while the corvettes and frigates shot out towards the misguided pirates.

[member="RC 212"]