Yuuzhan Vong: The Lorta Accession

[Juggerduck]

Lorta
Ironhed, Capital City

Jark Lapparn, mayor of Ironhed, locked the door to his office. He was, to all appearances, a fit, middle-aged Quarren with a love of raw seafood and a penchant for friendly wagers. He was known as a stern but fair individual, who would look the other way if one's heart was in the right place and the correct palms were greased, and that worked out well for everyone, because Lorta was a Wild Space planet whose best years, had they ever existed in the first place, likely ended in the genocide known as the Reslian Purge.

What did remain on Lorta was swoop racing, and a desire by mechanics of all stripes to test their mettle and their machines against each other. Pilots of other types came here as well, working on new swoops, gliders, pod racers, and anything else that might conceivable wend its way through a planet's atmosphere. Military contracts too came across his desk; governments with a desire to test new craft in a remote location, and who appreciated Lapparn's respect of privacy.

Lorta, then, had a lot of space, so it was hardly surprising when the Yuuzhan Vong altered the very biology of the planet before anyone noticed.

Pressing a finger to the outside of his nostrils, Jark Lapparn activated the ooglith masque, which began rolling away from his flesh. Each millimeter brought a sting of glorious pain to the figure beneath, a figure who did not resemble a Quarren at all. The figure fought back the urge to struggle against the pain, but instead welcomed it, as a true believer should. Finally, finally, the masquer loosed itself completely, and Thid Qaal, Shaper of the Vuuzhan Vong, straightened himself up.

The call went out. Not through the heretical technological channels used by the imbeciles who rode on this planet's surface, but by the preferred method of the villip. Thid Qaal's message was the same to everyone, in orbit and on the ground.

"Begin."

 

[Varnag Anor]

A man was at the local pod race seeing people racing their machines against eachother to win a prize. It was their currency or Credits that would be given to the winner. The man was cloathed in Simple smuggler like attire with a hood up to cover his head. He heard from his Villip the single comand that would begin this invasion of the planet. "Begin" Varnag went over to the restrooms and went beind the building. If anybody was watching they would see a Girl morph in to a tall Armored Vong. Varnag felt good in his own skin. He pulled at his belt where his Ampastaff was. it may have looked like a snake-like beast to humans but to hism it was his weapon.

Varnag walked to the open track and yelled out in a deep, vibrating voice, "Welcome Humans to the new show that will be given to you today. I am a Yuuzhan Vong, and all of you will kneel before me and my army!" As if on cue about 50 of the people in the stands Morphed into other Vong. the too pulled out their weapons and trapped the Humans and other species in the stands. Varnag Anor, the last of his blood line would keep his families name. By taking over this planet.

 

[Belek]

Linsanis Teayl was in the process of writing a story for the HWN, as the Quarren of Planet Lorta were just opening a new set of automated planetary turrets and Linsanis was the first reporter to get a professional tour. Except his name really wasn't Linsanis, and his job wasn't really being a reporter. His real name was Belek, and his real job was being a spy for the Yuuzhan Vong.

"And this is where the central mainframe is located. As you can see we have a varied combo of Droid, Turret, and Sentient manpower protecting it all times. The turrets are controlled by a closed system, the droids have independent programming, and all of the men chosen to protect this place have had at least a decade a service. No one could hack into the multilayer-ed assistants, no one could pay off the loyalty of our men. It's safe to say this place is impenetrable to anything less than a squad of Jedi." He made the bold claim as Belek recorded him on the holonet.

BEIGIN Belek heard in his mind the command of his master. It was finally time to strike and let the presence of Yun-Yuuzhan be felt once again in the galaxy.

"If you don't mind sir, could we get a shot of all of the men and droids on service right now to show our viewers just how much you've put into these defenses? We'll sure make sure everyone knows just how well Lorta is defended from incoming bombings and fighters."

"Of course that can be arranged. Everyone gather round." The foolish Quarren said and gathered all of the droids and guards into the view of the camera. This was why you shouldn't have Intendants showing off the business of the Warrior Caste. Or showing off one's strength before a battle at all. Belek didn't know how anyone could have been this stupid, but he was glad he was rescued from a life without the gods of Yuno.

"Alright, try to look as intimidating as you can." He said as he began finagling with his camera, and then pressed a button without anything happening. "Hold on a second, forgot to add the memory chip." He said and began shuffling in his pack, grabbing handfuls of Razor Bugs.

"Guvvuk!" Belek exclaimed as he threw his razor bugs forwards, slicing the droids and men to pieces. His two camera men, Yuuzhan Vong spies as well threw their razor bugs at various points in the room to destory the surrounding turrets. They were dead within seconds. Belek let his belt, one of his twin amphistaffs, crawl around his body and into his right hand, hissing in excitement. "Time for you to play." He said to his staff as he sent it into the computer system, where it slithered and chewed it's way from wire to wire, disabling all of their interplanetary defense. Belek then pinched a nerve in his arm to ready his brain-implaneted Villip to send a message directly to his master, Thid Qaal.

"Interplanetary defenses neutralized Master. Awaiting extraction and relocation."

 

[Juggerduck]

"Well done," replied Thid. Severing the connection with Belek, he instructed Tomok, his "valet," to pick the other Vong up and bring him to his next site: a well-attended pod race, along with four other Yuuzhan Vong. Then Thid went to the roof of the building where his office was held and stepped up to the one convenience the he didn't completely object to: a high-powered telescope. The device had no electronic parts, simply sand ground to lenses and fit with wooden casings. It had cost him a small fortune and was considered nothing more than a romantic trinket of a man who had once wandered the stars. He trained the telescope to the west, where even now the horizon was tinted orange and growing darker by the day. Soon, very soon, the dweebits that had been released out there would alter the atmosphere irrevocably, converting the air to a mixture of sulfur, carbon dioxide, and methane. Thid Qaal and his compatriots would, of course, be spared the choking death, as they had come prepared. Added to that were the Yuuzhan Vong warships that lay in wait above the only major launch site to pick off any ships that might try to escape, and Thid's confidence began to grow that soon this planet of unworthies would be under his complete control.

 

[Varnag Anor]

Varnag took his ampastaff and swung it like a bull whip, making a large crack echo in the stadium. The entre croud went silent. "Now will all of you please come down to the closest rows on the stadium. If you do not comply...... Never mind kill them." Varnag's men charged though the humans. killing them all. He even got some action. One brave little man came running up to him with a vibroblade. he let the man try and hit him. Even then the man missed. He was shaking badly. Varnag was at least 2 feet taller than this man. Anor grabbed hism by the neck and wispered to him "How pathetic. If this is the best the humans can bring then I will take them all down." the mans eyes widened from his words. Varnag smiled and crushed the mans windpipe.

They had killed all of the humans that were there. he talked to Thid Qaal though their natural com device. "Humans are on the run here. What should I do next, Sir?"

 

[Belek]

Alarms began sounding all around Belek and his crew. "Looks like we'll to fight our way through." He said to his teammates as he retrieved one of his amphistaffs. Both of his snakes curled themselves around either one of Belek's forearmsand put thier heads just above his wrists, in preparation to be used as poison blasters. His 'cameraman' readied his amphistaff to be hurled like a spear, while the 'engineer' of his crew loaded an explosive nang hul into a launcher. Belek pressed the button to open the door and the engineer launched out a blast bug while the cameraman threw out his amphistaff shortky after. The snake bit, cut, and poisoned anybody left alive. The engineer loaded three thud bugs while Belek stormed out with his amphistaffs ready to poison whomever walked by. Belek didn't like prancing through a military base without the armor of a Crab, but it mattered little. Nothing would stop the Yuuzhan Vong.

 

[Juggerduck]

They had killed all of the humans that were there. he talked to Thid Qaal though their natural com device. "Humans are on the run here. What should I do next, Sir?"

"Drive them like the cattle they are," said Thid Qaal. "Drive them west. Let them run towards their inevitable destruction."

Thid Qaal gently stroked another villip to life, this one a living connection to Vollet, a warrior in orbit above the planet.

"Greetings, Commander," said the woman. Thid Qaal admired the break in the warrior's nose, and the pattern of her facial tattoos. She was young, firm, a great warrior. She would make a good wife, he thought.

"Greetings, Vollet," he responded. "The masquers are coming off. We are revealing ourselves. It is time to drop the Yorik-trema. The landing coordinated have already gone to the war coordinator." The yammosk, Qaal knew, had been keeping an eye on the planet and its defenses, and had created a plan to optimize efficiency as well as provoke terror. "I leave it to you to direct the warriors, and look forward to seeing you on the ground. Lorta needs reshaping."

"I look forward to it," smiled the warrior in return. Was there more to that look than just a lust for combat? Thid wondered. Time enough to find out later. Severing the connection, the Master Shaper coaxed his ooglith masquer forward and reluctantly reattached it to his face. Not that he didn't embrace the pain that resulted from each wearing, but rather because he loathed his next task.: meeting with reporters. He was sure they'd have lots of questions this day.

 

[Varnag Anor]

"Drive them like the cattle they are," said Thid Qaal. "Drive them west. Let them run towards their inevitable destruction."

Varnag heard his commands. And he would follow them to the T. Varnag gatherd his troops "We are to move west. heard them for an all out assault on the humans. Round up as many as you can. Kill some while you are at it. Hell! rip their noses off for all I care. Just heard them west like cattle."

Anor, His great grand fathers name. Nom Anor was his ansestor. He intended to bring fear to the name when uttered again by human mouths. he walked over to a body and looked at it. A woman. slightly alive. she wisperd on the verge of deat saying "Why do you want to kill us? we have dont nothing to you." Varnag smiled and lowered himself. He place his hand on the womas cheek and said "Because we want to my dear, Because we want to." Varnag then took his hands and riped her jaw from her head. Varnag lauged and ordered his call "MOVE OUT!"

 

[Belek]

Belek stormed the halls, his amphistaffs spraying deadly poison to whomever came his way. The 'engineer' shredded his foes with his Nang Hul launcher, spreading razor bugs to take care of any of the poison-immune droids, while the 'cameraman' systematically destroyed every system he could as he passed by. The Quarren of Lorta wer ill prepared for the Yuuzhan Vong. Belek caught himself wishing they had used their moment of surprise on a stronger world, as Belek had seen nothing from the Quarren that made him feel they would have been a threat if they had preparation. Then again, Belek was already on the ground, and getting to the ground would have been difficult if they hadn't have disabled the interplanetary defense system. Then again, anybody looking for a Yuuzhan Vong would not have found Belek. It was a blessing but a curse that he was not born a Child of Yuuzhan. In another life he would be serving in the Warrior Caste, or sneaking around in the Intendant Caste. On the other hand, in this life he would serve the Vong as the ultimate spy. Either way, he would bring honor to Yun-Yammka by winning the Yuuzhan Vong this planet, and several others as the war stormed the galaxy. Belek continued on with his team until he reached the hanger.

"Plant Blast bugs on all of the fighters. I don't want any of our Yorik-et to be lost fighting and resistance that flees here." Belek ordered the 'cameraman' and began planting blast bugs on engines. Belek managed to plant 8 blast bugs before he heard blaster fire. He continued as he heard the 'engineer' launch Thud and Razor bugs at the squadron of Quarren as he uttered prayers in glory to Yun-Yammka. Then suddenly the prayers stopped. Belek looked over and saw that his man had joined Yun-Yuuzhan. He was jealous of the mans weakness, that he might be killed and join him so early, but Belek had work to do.

"I"ll cover you. Continue sabotaging the ships." Belek said as he grabbed the Nang Hul launcher and began firing at the remains of the squadron.