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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 17, 2008 15:59:42 GMT -5
Star Wars [shadow=red,left,300]The Darkness Reborn Era[/shadow] Part II Event Horizon The Galaxy is falling apart and everyone knows it. Sense the Jedi Order has gone mad with Lady Natcha’s Rage Virus. The Jedi are now going crazy across many of the planets that use to house them. They are destroying buildings, killing everything that moves and seemingly unstoppable. The Republic hired a Mandalorain army to stop, but they just got slaughtered and the Republic is running out of options fast.
Lady Natcha, the new dark lord of the Sith has recovered from her battle with Darth Ja’ak and already has restructured the New Generation of Sith. Sith are now working in small units of five or six with people that Lady Natcha can trust in charge of them. Lady Natcha herself is about to have an audience with the Republic Senate, and is about to make them a deal which they could not turn down.
However a strange mysterious group seems to be pulling most of the strings in the galactic events. No one knows what is going to happen with the galaxy, all that is know that it is a spiraling out of control
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 20, 2008 4:29:57 GMT -5
Lady Natcha stood on the floating platform before the Galactic Senate. She was dressed in an elegant emerald dress and she would have caught the eye of most of males of most species. She waited for the Supreme Councilor to give her permission to speak. He introduced her as Lady Natcha and just said she had a solution to the Jedi Crisis. Natcha stood proudly as the pilot took her to the center of the room. "Lady, Gentlemen, and Transgender species. I come before you with an offer. I am the Lead of a group called The New Generation of Sith. Now before you jump to conclusions hear me out. You all hear the Jedi tails of the Sith, the wars they started. This however is not use, and we do not like this negative image. We Sith do not believe in death and destruction, our believes are simple that it our emotions that fuel the Force. Your Jedi would tell people to suppress your emotions to understand the Force, and then a few of them crack under the pressure and take up the title Sith."
She paused for a minute to let it sink in then continued. "But hear me when I say these false Sith are not use. I come to you to ask for your assistance with these Wild Jedi."
Lady Natcha then gave the signal for her selling point. Five large droids flew into the chamber carrying boxes. The boxes open to display forty eight lightsabers. "These are the Lightsaber of Jedi that we have removed in protecting helpless people. I do not come to you to receive payment of this deed, but to ask you to help use help more people. Our resources are limited, and our movements are restricted. Give use the same rights that the Jedi had, let use deal with these Jedi showing their true side. That is all I ask."
Lady Natcha heard the room fell with arguments about with or not they should trust the Sith, a group they all knew from history that had always been the bad guys. But the forty eight lighsabers in the middle of the room held a strong appeal to senators that held Jedi Temples and Conclaves on their planets. Lady Natcha platform floated back against the wall and she walked into the hall as the senators argue before the vote. She walked over to Nebi and smiled. "They well grant the position of guardians of the Republic. And we will be looked at with a much better light. Then we well move into the final stage of the plan." Lady Natcha continued down the hall to the airspeeder that would take her back to the hotel they where staying at.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Jan 20, 2008 5:01:19 GMT -5
Davith had been on the move, and under cover, he had been tracking down rouge jedi that had been going on a killing spree. He only had a few contacts that he trusted for information, he had heard through them what was going on in the senate, and they actualy didnt beleive the sith, and set up fake id's, and helpped him track down the rouge jedi. Davith had been trying to help as many jedi as he could so far, it wasn't good.... he had 4 lightsabers clipped to his belt that wheren't his.... Davith didn't like killing jedi, it felt like he was helping the sith in their goal, even though he had left the jedi years ago he still had connections with them.
Davith: *sigh*.... how can this be..... it's like a nightmare....
Davith sat there looking at a screen showing the next jedi he was trying to find and stop.... it was one of his old friends from the jedi temple. Davith threw a pen down at the datapad, he refused to kill this target, he wouldn't kill his own comrade. Davith beleived she could be saved somehow. Davith put his gun on a holster so he could draw it and hide the lightsabers concealing them from any normal view, he didnt need people seeing and jumping to conclusions right away. Davith headed out into the planet, searching for local information on his topic. Davith currently was on telos. Davith found out alot of murders happening in sector X so he headed to that sector, and the TSF where running in one dirrection past him as he exited a transport.
Telecom: All civilains please take the next transport out of sector X. This is an emergency. All civilains pleas---
the message kept repeating as davith followed the TSF, towards the source of the commotion, he could feel death ahead..... he wasn't going to like what he saw..... he could already tell.
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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 20, 2008 21:15:51 GMT -5
The senate was in uproar. While distrust of the Sith was high, most felt that they seemed to be the only ones who would be able to deal with this problem. Then, the Chanciller was able to gain order for a moment, and asingle platform floated out. "The Senate recognises Senator Starenromyar of Correlia," said the Chancillers aide. He looked in his mid-forties, and seemed rather calmer then the rest. "Senators, I know what many of you are thinking. Sure, they have a shady past, but we have no one else to turn to. We have no other choice. The truth is, we do have a choice. The Jedi have proven time and again that they were never a flawless force. It is time we realised that choosing these easy Force-using guardians is not the answer. If the Jedi can turn on us, so can the Sith. If we are to give the fate of the galaxy into another Force using cult, we will only suffer the same tragety over and over again. It is time that we become self-reliant.If our own forces were to preserve this Galaxy more, instead of rellying on Force sensatives, we could end this history of Force sensitive civil wars. The Chiss have set prices on their Ysalmari. If we use this defense against Force sensitives now, we can end this threat now." Another Senator floated out. "If we were to do that, it would cost us more credits then most of our planets are able to earn in a hundred years to make a descent force of Ysalmari protected units!" The uproar in the senate began again, making it obvious what they would choose. The Senator of Correlia floated back and exited the Senate chambers, knowing he'd make no difference here.
Nebi listened to Nachta's good news. "Rather easy to manipulate, aren't they?" she said. It really did look like a rather thing when you looked at it. Making a virus that drove the Jedi insane, spreading it to the Temples and Enclaves, leaving only the Sith to be able to clean up the mess.
Starenromyar was now in his office. He pressed a button, and began to speak to whoever this link connected to. "Well, Abaddon, we are not slowing this one down. The Sith are definately getting this position. And if things are as we have forseen, that means this will become more difficult then we anticipated. If it was still the Jedi, this would have been a simpler matter. Nachta is a worthy player in this game." "Oh well," said Abaddon, sounding irritable. "You should hold this position until you feal it is unsafe. We still do not know how the Sith will take over yet, whether it be violent or not. Also, my mission is not goign well either." "That's awful," said Starenromyar. "I was hoping I'd ditch this stupid name sooner. It's far too obvious for anyone who knows the Chimera family. Starrom. Enyar. Come on, at least give me a less obvious secret identity!" "I will remind you that you came up with the name." "I did? Wow. I must be getting old if I'm that senile." "You've been old for a long time, my friend." "True enough. Well, I'm out." "See ya." The transmission ended.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 20, 2008 21:46:05 GMT -5
Nebi nor Natcha had noticed the figure leaning against the wall, how could they sense she was not part of the Force. The women heard there whole conversation and could not believe it. She had already predicted this cycle; sense she had already seen it enough times. She thought she had over came it through her work. The tall, stunning women stepped out of the shadows. Few would recognize her; sense she vanished from the galaxy over a thousand years ago, but she was really just watching. Thousands of droids worked through a neural network helping her gather data, galactic economy was controlled through her choices, and the galaxy had been stabilized because of her. She pulled out a communicator. "Twilight Order, the snowball has started rolling. Meet me at outpost Pi to determine our next course of action." Cele headed for the landing platform and her modified fighter.
Natcha did not talk much in the ride back to the hotel, experiencing death and becoming an avatar of the Dark Side had changer her. She was no longer willing to push herself to hard, and had become even more emotionally cold then before. She did this because like she told the senate, she believed it was her emotions that fueled the Force, and keeping them suppress would prevent another Force Possession.
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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 20, 2008 21:57:55 GMT -5
Nebi had seen how Nachta had been lately. It kind of made her sad to know some of their more open friendship seemed to be lessening. Not that they weren't friends, more just that Nachta's coldness seemed to close off conversation. Nebi remained silent with Nachta on the way back to the hotel.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 20, 2008 22:19:36 GMT -5
Natcha walked into the hotel and headed straight to her room. It was right next to Nebi's and was on the top floor. She had planned for a nice easy night of meditation, but she could feel herself getting weaker again. This meant she would need to go out and find a male to sap the life out of. She change and then headed over to Nebi room to see what she was doing and ask if she wanted to come along. Natcha had realized that their relation had advanced beyond that of teacher and puppet. Nebi had seen what could really happen if Natcha loss control, and it was hard not to fear someone like her. But it also showed where Natcha’s confidents and hope came from in Nebi’s abilities. She nocked and waited to be given permission to enter.
Meanwhile Cele took off in her fighter and headed into hyperspace. She was heading for Myrkr. This was the corporate headquarters of Architect Manufacturing and Shipping, and this was also the location that Cele had chosen for her second home.
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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 20, 2008 22:47:09 GMT -5
Nebi had been different since she first met Nachta. She now had her own wardrobe of choices to wear, and had better social skills. Much different from the wild mercenary girl with a fierce use of the Force who made a living on Nar Shadaa. When she heard the knock, she answered it quickly with the call of "Come in". She was currently wearing a rather simple red dress that had become one of her usual outfits, more then the combat ready outfit she once wore as the usual.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Jan 20, 2008 23:20:53 GMT -5
Out of a door blasted 3 men who normaly shouldn't have been able to be blasted out through the door. Davith rushed to their bodies checking them, they where twisted and hurt in the most cruel way possible, he checked their pulse hopping there was something he could do, the last one that had been in the middle only had his hands crushed and davith put his hands on the man who seemed in utter fear. Davith began to focus on healing the man's wounds but then a lightsaber suddenly wizzed by striking him in the chest and then slowly floated back to the source..... Davith's eye sight followed the saber back to the hand of his old friend.
Davith: Fin, what are you doing...?
Davith didnt make a move for his weapon, she didn't respond except to point her lightsaber straight out at him.
Davith: Get ahold of your self! you cant just go around Ki---
Davith was interupted as she put her hand up and started to crush him with the force, davith struggled but he had no choise, he force pushed her making her fly back into glass window, and drasticaly crack the whole window. Fin then jumped forward at davith with a force jump, forcing davith to activate his lightsaber in defence and he managed to push her off backwards.
Davith: Get controll, you can beat this!
Fin didn't seem to give an indication that she had even heard him, and she slashed wilding forward at him tring to kill him, Davith kept blocked and pushing the saber away, he refused to attack Fin, there had to be a way.....
Davith: Fin.... Do you know your hurtting people.....? Can't you feel the death through the force? your crippling the force... like a wound that wont stop bleeding.....
Davith blocked another blow and the next follow up attack barely missed his neck, by an inch. Davith felt the broken glass against his back now, he hadn't been paying attention and he dodged aside as she slashed vertialy and kept going right over the edge. Davith jumped almost instantly to catch her free hand and catch the ledge.
Davith: hold on fin!
Davith tried to pull up but he couldn't he looked down and noticed fin was going to slash his arm, he had not choise, he closed his eyes.... and let go. Then nothing..... no scream, nothing but the fading sound of a lightsaber and then suddenly the sound of her bones crushing, and the feeling of her passing on into the force. Davith pulled himself up and looked down at the black spot way down and then he left the room looking at the 3 day bodies of the TSF and then looked up at the camera in that hallway, he had been spotted with a camera again, the camera was destoryed by davith with the force, hopefully that wouldn't go to anyone important. Davith took off, he had no time to mourn his friend, he had to move again before anyone tracked him, he always had to keep moving, he made his way to the next transport off this planet arranged by one of the few senators that trusted davith.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 21, 2008 1:07:52 GMT -5
Natcha walked in and Nebi looked as stunning as always. She had grown up so much. She figured she would cut right to the chase. "I am going out for a few drinks, and maybe find a male." Natcha knew Nebi had learned that she had retained her appearance and strength. If someone was to look into her eye they may mistaken her as a deathstike user for they had loss fight. But this was an illusion, it was in fact the exactly opposite. Ever sense the Possession she was fighting her demons, using all her focus to suppress the control the Force would take over her. "Come on, I known you haven't been out clubbing for at lease month. You could use a drink. Plus everything comes better in two and you know that." Natcha was not really pressuring her, just taking talking to her as friend.
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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 21, 2008 1:21:10 GMT -5
Nebi smiled a little. "Your right," said Nebi. "I could use a bit of fun." She went in her room for a moment and grabbed her purse. In it her lightsaber was hidden. She might be more feminine, but that didn't mean she was careless. "I think tonight will be fun," she said with a smile as she closed the door.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 21, 2008 3:22:22 GMT -5
Lady Natcha did not even have a bag which large enough for a lightsaber. She did have a weapon, she was her own weapon. She quickly pulled a little phone and called a care taxi airspeeder. She and Nebi headed down to the landing platform and got picked up into them up. Lady Natcha lean forward to tell the drive to told to take them to the new club opening down at the entertainment districts. The airspeeder headed there and when they arrived there was huge line. Lady Natcha walked up to the bouncer and without even waving her had she used the Force to influence his mind. "Wouldn't you love to let to beautiful women like us into this place. The man fallowed the order and let them walk in. Lady Natcha smiled at Nebi, using the force gave her great joy even when it was only small tasks. She walked up to the bar. "I would like a cold Alderaan Beer in a long neck bottle." She would have used the Force make sure the drinks where free, but she did not want to over extend herself. She still had to sap the life from someone before the evening was over.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Jan 21, 2008 19:19:46 GMT -5
Davith had been sent to coruscant, he had a bad feeling about going here, since the sith where trying to take over, and he had received word that the vidoe from telos had been put onto the net. Davith had reviewed the vidoe in his travel to coruscant, it definatly have poor quality and was too far out for anyone to be able to identify davith only by sight, and he still kept the lightsabers on him. He had managed to grab fin's lightsaber before leaving telos. This brought it up to 5 lightsabers that wheren't his. When he found the time he would set them up as grave stones, but for now he carried them with him, and hopefully some part of their soul that was still there. The force felt weird these days, as if something wrong was happening, but davith had learned to block out this feeling as he wandered the streets of coruscant.
Davith: Not to much different, still got people following me to mug me....
Davith turned down a back street ally and then manuvered to lose his pursuers, he came out at another busy street and made sure no one was looking when he used the force to suddenly jump to a higher ledge of people, and as he landed blended into the crowd, he needed a place to lay low, for awhile. Davith manuvered to a run down apartment building complex and rented a room for the night, it was just as trashy as it was inside. Davith searched the room for a moment and then he went to the door locking it and then went to one of the walls and activated his lightsaber and cut into the wall an openning and to the outside and then covered it back up with a small dresser they had in the place. It was light so if he was being chased he'd be able to escape and it would appear as if he had disappeared. After this davith headed out intot he city with his hood up, and wandered looking for information, leading to a bunch of cantina's of which he never stayed in long. Davith was a little parinoid about being on coruscant at the moment, but he wasn't going to act it, and he tried to conseal his force pressence as much as he could..... for the moment he had gone unnoticed.....
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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 22, 2008 23:22:58 GMT -5
"Hmm," began Nebi, thinking. "I think I'll go with a Mutant Zombie cooler." And while Nachta did not ensure this one was free, Nebi did. Just one of the perks of a Force user. She used her power as she went "And these should be on the house." She smiled.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 22, 2008 23:34:08 GMT -5
The Bartender set the beer down and quickly mixed the drink. "Two lovely Ladies like you should never have to pay for their drinks; these ones are on the house." Lady Natcha smiled; Nebi was learning fast how to make using the force more as a lock picket rather then a sledge hammer. She picked up the beer and took a sip off the top. "So, you going to dance tonight, or am I going to need to find another from of comedy." Natcha finally was even able to make little jokes at Nebi's expense she had progressed so far. She took another sip from the long neck as she checked out a group of guy that seem to keep look their way.
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