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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 2, 2011 10:45:18 GMT -5
As Darth Azrael distracted the Republic fleet at Kashyyyk, just as Spellca plotted, his personal fleet exploded from hyperspace heading towards Cato Neimoidia in the system of the same name. The plan was simple - force the Republic to choose between their allies on Kashyyyk against a weaker fleet or to save those on Cato Neimoidia from genocide rather than slavery.
TIE Fighters and their derivatives began to deploy and circle the capital ships of the fleet as well as escort the smaller frigates and cruisers. Spellca decided to radio Azrael again and confirm that the main force has arrived at their destination.
"Lord Azrael, we have arrived at Cato Neimoidia. The defenses are slim to done and we have already began to chip them away. Continue your operation as planned, upon your need to flee...go to Korriban and a Destroyer will be there to take you to be a part of the occupation of this world. Keep the Republic fleet away from Cato Neimoidia at all costs. If this plan fails, I will have your head mounted in my trophy room alongside my krayt dragon and that mutant acklay."
As Spellca exited the bridge, the captain asked him what their orders were. Spellca turned his head partially towards him. "Steady as she goes, captain. Send orders out to prepare the landing force to accompany me when I land on the world."
The captain complied.
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Post by Kanta O'mur on Jun 2, 2011 12:20:34 GMT -5
Kanta sat aboard his Clawfighter, letting it rest in space quietly, as he meditated quietly, trying to ready himself for combat. His mind was, for some reason, stuck with that Jedi; he was clearly no more than a Knight, and yet had been able to battle Kanta on equal grounds. Perhaps the Jedi were becoming stronger... NO! How dare he think such a thing! It must simply be that Kanta has not been practicing enough. Chances would be that the upcoming battle would help with that quite well. He needed to keep meditating; his mind was so far from the battle, that he felt like he was actually preparing for a meeting with another Sith. Dammit, that Jedi was so pesky, he was even effecting him now.
While Kanta had been effected by the confrontation, he had achieved more than he could have ever hoped; breaking into the Jedi Temple, massacring one of their younglings, and stealing away an artifact, though unimportant, showed that they were not as well defended and one with the Force as they had first thought. He had even managed to tear apart the Temple, having destroyed fair numbers of pillars and chambers, as well as exploding a hole in their roof. They may have defended their Temple, but they didn't do it well. But perhaps the anger and pride Kanta had built up could be unleashed on this pathetic little rock. He would lead countless soldiers to turn this planet into a new husk for the Sith to impregnate with darkness.
"Master, is it time to lead my squadron into the battle yet?" As he spoke into the commlink, four TIE Phantoms appeared from the blackness of space, their cloaking devices deactivating to signal their presence. These were Kantas chosen soldiers, skilled as pilots and captains, and they were his deadly squad - Alpha Squadron.
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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 2, 2011 12:37:55 GMT -5
"My shuttle just deployed and is being guarded by my squadron of Royal Guard TIE Interceptors as well as some spare TIE Fighters. Move into formation with the other landing forces as we head towards a controlled landing platform on the bridge city of Tarko-se. It is a gaming and entertainment center on the world and full of hostages. If we control it and make it our headquarters, we have tons of meat shields to prevent an orbital bombardment. We will force our enemies to fight tooth and nail through every hall and corridor of this city to rid us from this place."
Spellca's shuttle moved into position surrounded by his personal escort and the rest of the landing force in general. As the battle began, no sign of any Jedi arriving at this point.
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Post by Kanta O'mur on Jun 2, 2011 12:52:20 GMT -5
Kanta acknowledged his masters plan, and signaled for his team to follow close, and keep hidden, while his presence is known; he had already sent a false message to the defense forces, claiming his ship was Republic allied, and due to his security programs, they were unable to run any scans to disprove this. It seemed like they had decided to not turn on him for now.
As he kept close with his squad, Kanta noticed the Emperors group close to the landing platform, as the images of invasion burnt into his mind; fire, explosions, starfighters and bombers unleashing devastation. It was so glorious. Kanta spoke into the comm, directly addressing his squad. "Drop the loads." The four ships removed their cloaking devices, as small compartments opened beneath their hulls, and eight bombs fell down to the earth below, turning once proud buildings into smoking rubble. The sudden appearance of these ships gave the defense forces a sudden need to change plans, which would leave them crippled long enough for his men to leave an ever present hole in their defenses.
Alpha-0001, 0003, 0004, and 0006, execute our plan." The four ships flashed in acknowledgment, before spreading out in different directions, activating their stealth fields again, and quickly unleashing hidden destruction on notable defense forces.
Kanta landed on the docking pad, and leapt out as soon as it landed, before being greeted by the backs of a large group of Imperial soldiers, firing at any of the weak defenders they could.
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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 2, 2011 13:06:20 GMT -5
The Imperial shuttle landed on the landing pad. Spellca exited the craft flanked by a Royal Guard in battle armor with a vibra-pike on each side. Behind him was a large group of shadow stormtroopers.
The Dark Lord looked up at the crimson Interceptors that circled overhead. With a motion of his hand they few over the path they believed the Sith would be making covering the path of the invasion forces.
The shadow stormtroopers bowed to their Emperor and dispersed into the frontlines, fighting into the corridors and moved up into the buildings with their white-armored comrades behind them.
The Sith walked over the Kanta. "I trust you are capable of handing this battle? You aren't shaken from your confrontation with that Knight?" He paused and saw the Darksaber on the assassin's belt. "I hope that little toy is worth the price I paid." The Dark Lord adjusted the hood over his head, covering his Zabrak horns, and began to move forward into the battle - his weapons not yet drawn or activated.
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Post by johma on Jun 2, 2011 13:47:25 GMT -5
Once more the Gliding Relic shot out of hyperspace, and things were not looking good. Johma had his pilot ignore all factors aside from landing, his ship wouldn't be enough to do much here aside from getting Johma down to the planet where he felt a familiar presence, the presence of the Sith he had chased through the temple. And the other, such a deep power could only belong to Darth Spellca. Johma's eyes narrowed as he bolstered his resolve. Until backup arrived he was all there was.
The shuttle tore through the air as Johma went to the back and hopped on his speeder bike, activating it. Soon enough they were low enough that the doors opened and Johma darted out of the ship, running te bike through the battlefield, heading to the Sith that were the true pillars of this invasion. Johma wasn't a tactician, meeting with the generals would do them no good. He was a warrior and his place was in facing down the Sith.
Weaving through the battle, Johma unleash a blast of force every so often, clearing debris and lines of soldiers, it would take several minutes, but he was closing in fast and prepping himself for combat. He couldn't allow any doubt to enter his mind, he had to halt the Sith until Republic forces arrived.
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Post by Neah Walker on Jun 2, 2011 17:02:01 GMT -5
Neah entered the out of hyperspace in one of the star destroyers. He watched from the main deck as he saw explosions go off in space. So the battle had already begun. Neah smiled underneath his hood as he turned around and headed towards a elevator. His cloack swirled behind him as he moved. He was excited about the battle that would be most fun and how much he would enjoy killing the people on the planet. He went into the elevator and went down to the hanger bay and watched as multiple fighters lauched out to join in the battle. Neah walked towards a landing shuttle and got in to it and closed the landing bay. Neah smiled broader as he sat down in the chair and started the ship and began to slowly fly out of the hanger.
As he exited the hanger bay he watched a a fighter exploded near him. His shields took the blast hit but his ship gave a violent shake. He steadied the ship and turned the ship in the direction of the planet. He flew into the planets atmosphere he flipped a few switches and picked up a signal of a fellow imperial shuttle nearby. He landed the ship near the other shuttle and got up from his chair and headed to the landing bay door. He watched as the door descended to the ground he walked on the platform his hood was pilled up and he hid his face inside it as he walked towards the emperor. "Is this a private party or can anyone join my lord?" Neah then got down on one knee and bowed his head respectfully to the sith emperor.
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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 2, 2011 17:25:31 GMT -5
The Emperor looked partially behind him to see the newer Sith Lord. "You are late." His two lightsabers flew to his hands and activated it. He turned and locked them in a scissor-shape before the throat of his bowing Sith. "But, I need you for a mission." The weapons deactivated. "Continue up to the casinos ahead, Republic forces are attempting to keep the credits stored there from being transferred electronically. We need those credits to fund our covert operations. Complete this task, and my apprenticeship you may be rewarded."
The Sith turned away and walked off. Sensing Johma had entered the fight he grinned. He pulled out the comlink. "Give the Jedi free passage, he is coming for me and I will deal with him myself."
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Post by johma on Jun 2, 2011 17:40:22 GMT -5
Johma continued speeding through the battlefield, lending assistance in whatever way he could as he passed through the conflict. Then he sensed it, another user of the dark side of the force. This is far beyond out of hand. He thought as he rushed along on his speeder bike. Still, he couldn't let himself be deterred by that. This needed to stop and the best way was to remove the head. Though he noticed that his path had become unobstructed and he had a sinking feeling that it was intentional.
Soon he was in visual range of the Sith lord Spellca. Unlike their meeting in the shuttle, neither of them were shielded from the force. He could sense the man as he neared him, and he cast a dark shadow over the battlefield and even his own apprentices. Johma could feel the darkness flowing from the man and steeled himself to be a light to hold against it as that was the balance he felt was needed.
Coming to a stop at a slide, Johma leaped from his bike and landed gracefully, activating his lightsaber, the clear blade springing to life as he stood before the three Sith lords, though his focus was on the master. "Salutations my Lords." He said as he walked forward, his blade dipping down in the standard form II position. "So do I get all of you to myself or is there going to be some running away like before?" He asked with a slight smirk, his attention focused on Kanta for a moment before he let himself focus on all three.
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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 2, 2011 17:54:18 GMT -5
"The two of you, do your work here. This fight is mine...interfere and the result is death." The Emperor activated his lightsabers and held them outward. "You are lucky, Johma. My master was far more reserved, he let his minions fight for him and avoided all direct conflict. He was a good Sith sage but a poor warrior." The swords slashed downward sending up sparks. "Entire armadas were once tasked with my assassination, yet you Jedi stand before me with your arrogant death wish."
As his opponent's blade lowered, Spellca noticed it was clear. Barely visable - this was a first for Spellca. He never engaged a clear lightsaber blade in all his time as a Sith. Using the Force, he lowered the hood over his eyes blinding him and putting his full faith in the Dark Side of the Force. "If your pathetic younglings can reflect blast bolts blind, surely a master of my power can end your life without physical sight. Your move, Jedi."
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Post by johma on Jun 2, 2011 18:04:33 GMT -5
So Spellca was actually a warrior, which thrilled Johma. The other two were ordered away. It seemed like he would be facing Spellca alone. He chuckled at the comment about a death wish. "That implies my intention is to die. Far from it Spellca, I will do what I can to test your limits." He replied as the Sith blindfolded himself.
Johma chuckled at the comment. "Oh an interesting element for battle, this should be entertaining." He replied, his Echani blood rushing through him with anticipation as he sliced loose a part of his robe and used the force to tie it over his eyes. "It has been far to long since I've tried this. And never in real combat." He said with a grin.
Pushing off he came in quick and direct, angling the handle of his weapon to rake the blade up, aiming to score a hit across the thigh. Johma had been trained in blind-fighting on his home world, though never as a Jedi with a lightsaber, it would be invigorating.
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Post by Kanta O'mur on Jun 2, 2011 20:46:26 GMT -5
Kanta ignored the presence of the new Sith Lord, he was too busy surveying the area. The landing pad went directly into three other large districts; casinos, stores, and another building that may have simply been a combat building before this confrontation, but it was really too late to tell. These Namoidians sure had managed to respond quickly to the landing of the three Sith Lords, not realizing that the men fighting here would do no good, and simply be lives that could be stationed elsewhere. These creatures were always so terrible when it came to combat.
And suddenly, that energy grew, and Kanta was the first to notice the robbed Jedi, leaping up to their platform, and preparing for combat. The Jedis reference to Kantas swift escape angered him and clouded his mind more than he had hoped; this Jedi was the cocky type, the type that went down easy. Kanta gripped the hilt of his Darksaber, ready to slaughter his foe with no relent, only for Spellca to take on the challenge of this Jedi Knight. Kanta felt very oddly about this; the Knight had barely stood up against Kanta, and he had more important business on his mind at the time. Spellca was far more powerful than Spellca, and he could very likely kill this Jedi in a second, even without the use of his senses.
As much as Kanta wanted this Echani head, he had orders, and he would have to follow through. He left the two of them to fight, eyeing the Jedi, pondering many scenarios. Suddenly, the sound of a dying soldier nearby drew him back to the battle, as he drew out his red bladed lightsaber - the Darksaber would not be tainted with the blood of mere soldiers, it would be reserved for the purpose of killing Jedi.
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Post by Neah Walker on Jun 2, 2011 21:01:24 GMT -5
Neah did not flinch as the emperor seemed like he was about to cut his head off. He searched the emperors feeling he new he would be spared and he was. He slowly rose up and did a bow to the empero and to the other sith lord and turned around slowly as he felt a prescence of another force user coming this way. Neahs head turned to the side quizically as he looked over the new arrival. In his mind he thought 'What a stupid jedi to come here alone." Neah lowerred his hand towards his saber then the emperor gave him a order not to interfere. "As you wish my lord Ill go and take care of my assignment try not to kill him my lord ill delve into his mind after you win and get all his knowledge." Neah smiled evily as he walked past the jedi.
He nodded is head in the direction of the casiono and jumped onto the speeder bike the jedi had come. "Ill be taking this!" Neah then started the bike and zoomed out of the area towards the casino. The windhad kncoked off his hood as he moved throughout the area occassionally spotting empire troops. He soon arrived at the casino and saw there were a couple of guards at the entrance. He got off the bike and walked towards them as he raised his hood up. the guards look at him and said "Im sorry but the casino is closed the planets being invaded by the sith." Neah grabed the man by the throat and slammed him dow on the ground as the other guard tried to pull out there blaster but it was stuck in the holster. Neah smiled as he used the force and choked the life out of the guard and threw the guard back on the ground. Neah pointed his fingers at the other guard and used force lightning on him till the guard finally died. Neah then blasted the doors to the casino open with a ground shaking force push. He then strolled into the casino and began heading towards the cashier area.
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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 2, 2011 21:17:50 GMT -5
Blinded now, the Dark Lord entered a different world. A world of meditation and a world deep within his mind - deep within the Force and the evil within the hearts of beings.
The architecture of the planet was gone now in exchange for the darkness that echoes with the whispers of the Force.
Spellca sensed the movement of his opponent as he came off his feet towards him. He heard the humming of the lightsaber blade and traced the sound coming up towards his leg. Spellca's left lightsaber went down to parry the weapon - the clash and the resistance of the collision reassures the Sith of success.
"You are skilled, Jedi. You are a testament to your warrior race. Surely you feel restricted by your codes and laws - they weigh your robes down and tie your hands. Surely you want more power...to be a master of your art." Spellca's right lightsaber swung towards the throat of his opponent.
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Post by johma on Jun 2, 2011 21:41:55 GMT -5
Johma paid little mind to the retreat of the other two Sith, they had been ordered to do so, but they ran. It seemed to be their best skill. Though his concern was with Spellca, and not his minions. His attack had been blocked which wasn't a surprise. A weaking blow would have been nice, but one couldn't have everything. He gave a grin at the Stih Lord's comments as he heard the incoming lightsaber, it seemed he would be facing a duel wielder. He ducked under the blade and stood strait once more while he thrust his right hand up, planning to launch a powerful palm strike to the Sith's left bicep with the intention of knocking the arm and the sword out of the way as he thrust forward with his left hand, attempting to stab through the dark one.
"And become your puppet... Not interested." He replied, keeping himself alert. He was going to use as little of his gift with the force as possible. It would make it harder for Spellca to be able to sense danger if Johma dulled his own senses, and he had learned to be a warrior long before he had trained as a Jedi, he was in combat, and that was his element. Though he could already sense he was in for a seriously challenging battle, but it was getting to him and he felt himself become absorbed by the rush. All he had to do was keep the battle going until the opening presented itself.
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