Remi the Grey
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07.16.2012 , 04:28 AM |
Part 2.13 Death and Tactics
“In the name of the Republic, I command you to surrender!” the Jedi bellowed. He was tall and broad shouldered and wore a full set of heavy plated armor. He flourished his green lightsaber, as the soldiers he commanded charged into battle. They were bolstered by his presence believing he was invincible, they were wrong. Lord Scourge overpowered him and cut him down before his men could aid him. The Jedi managed to choke out a broken murmur, “There is no death…” His voice carried to the soldiers, they turned to witness their commander fall.
“Attack the Sith,” one of them shouted. Five of them began firing. The Sith Lord deflected their bolts and flipped through the air to cut down the nearest shooter. He turned casting his arm outward, smoky red tendrils appeared choking the other soldiers. He cut them down where they stood efficiently moving between them until no one was left.
Lord Ninka and her crew, which now included Lord Scourge, were sent by the Hand to overtake a Republic station. This single hub hidden near Hoth was responsible for relaying most of the intel gathered from the Sector. Without it, the Republic troops in this part of the outer rim would be blind and cut off from the core. The Empire would use it to gather intel and launch attacks conquering new outer rim worlds. The station was heavily guarded but they were expecting a frontal assault by a fleet. They did not expect a small group to infiltrate the station and disable its defenses from within.
So far, the guards and Jedi on board the station had not put up much resistance.
“My Lords,” Lieutenant Pierce called, he had been watching one of the exits, “We have activity on the turbolift, someone’s coming up.”
The big man backed away and took cover behind a table about ten meters away, his eyes never leaving the lift doors. He pulled out a concussion grenade, pitching it just as the lift started to open. When the doors finished opening another squad of troopers stumbled out in various states of disorientation. Pierce fired a few quick bursts from his rifle and the latest reinforcements were down. He stood cautiously and walked forward still aiming at the downed troops when he heard a noise coming from inside the turbo lift. He dropped to one knee still several paces away, leaning down and to the side trying to get a look at the ceiling. Then a blur of brown robes swung down from the ceiling of the turbolift and flew at the Lieutenant. He heard the Jedi’s lightsaber igniting and brought up his rifle crossways in a futile attempt to block the strike.
Lord Ninka threw her saber at the Jedi parrying the strike. She expected him to try again but instead he rolled away taking a defensive stance to assess what he was facing. Lord Ninka would have considered him smart if he had not taken the turbolift in the first place.
Pierce got to his feet quickly and took a defensive position. Jaesa appeared at her elbow. Lord Scourge watched from across the room. There were several turbolifts leading to this junction, they did not want to leave any entry points unguarded.
“You are outnumbered Jedi,” Lord Ninka said studying the man. He was good, fast and strong, probably highly ranked, it was possible he had the access codes they needed. “Alive if possible,” she said softly so only Jaesa could hear.
“I don’t need numbers when I have the Force.” He replied calmly. Jaesa stepped forward and he looked at her for a confused moment. “Jaesa?” he asked hesitantly. “I heard you became a Sith, it’s not too late, you can still turn away from darkness and become a Jedi again.”
“The Jedi are weak,” Jaesa shouted rushing forward. He met her lightsaber with a flurry of parries. They were evenly matched and Ninka was preparing to aid her when Quinn called out to them.
“My Lord,” he said. He had been trying to override the station systems without the access codes. “I decoded a transmission; he has backup incoming, a large number of troops and Jedi. He is merely here to delay us.”
“On it, my lord.” Pierce said walking over to Quinn, “Show me where.” The two men bent over a map display to review the points they would need to defend. It was odd, but they got along much better after the arrival of Lord Scourge. She suspected it was a combination of having someone in common to mistrust, punishing Quinn for his betrayal, and the fact that Lord Scourge looked down on them equally.
Ninka timed the strikes between Jaesa and the Jedi and dove in; within moments, the man was disarmed and subdued. “Watch him,” she said as she joined Quinn and Pierce. Broonmark and Lord Scourge had dispatched another batch of troops while she had been fighting.
“Not defensible, my lord,” Pierce said making room for her at the map. “Unless you can get that Jedi to talk in the next few minutes we need to move.”
“My lord,” Quinn continued the thread, “I am unable to override the station systems from here without access codes, but I might be able to do so from the main control room. Still, success would be certain if the Jedi gave us the codes.”
“Let’s move to the main control room, we keep him with us until we no longer need him.” She ordered. Quinn packed up his slicing kit; Ninka motioned to Jaesa to move the Jedi, she had secured his hands behind his back. They all headed to the exit that led to the main deck.
“I’ll catch up, my lord.” Pierce said. The Jedi was silent as they marched him up the corridor. Soon they saw Pierce jogging toward them, rifle ready.
“You will soon be outnumbered even if we move,” the Jedi was saying calmly when a number of explosions shook the floor.
Pierce grinned at the Jedi, “Oops.” Was all he said, the Jedi paled.
They made it to the control room without incident and found it deserted. Quinn frowned, the terminals had been locked down, he began running a decryption spike. The Jedi smiled triumphantly, “I won’t tell you the codes.” Jaesa blasted him with lightning, his body convulsed in agony. “You can kill me,” he said spitting out blood, “you’ll never take this station.”
“It will take another fourteen hours to break through the lock down, my lord.” Quinn reported.
“Can’t hold position for that long,” Pierce said unnecessarily.
Jaesa had continued to shock the Jedi at intervals, but all he would say was, “You’ve lost, leave now in peace while you still can.”
Lord Scourge had not said a word through the entire mission, now he frowned and walked to a console. He tapped it a few times accessing the engineering station, which had not been locked down. Soon red lights flashed though no sound emerged.
The Jedi watched the Sith. “Lord Scourge,” the Jedi said finally registering recognition. “I see you crawled back to your Empire when they banished you. I hear you tried to interfere when we attacked the Emperor again, but Master Kira prevailed, without your help might I add.” He spat blood at the Sith Lord’s feet.
“I have initiated a core meltdown; the station will self-destruct unless it is disabled.” Scourge said ignoring his taunts.
“I see you have a thing for former Jedi.” He said eyeing Jaesa. “Did you get tired of the other Jedi you corrupted? Did you dump her somewhere or just kill her, how long did it take for you to find a new whore?” Jaesa’s eyes flashed and her grip on her lightsaber tightened but she knew better than to interfere. The Jedi was trying to taunt them into killing him.
“There are over three hundred people still on board this station, mostly non-combatants. ” Lord Scourge continued, his expression not changing a hair. “I have set the self-destruct to silent, they will receive no warning.” The Jedi blanched.
“You’re bluffing; I know the Empire wants this station. You wouldn’t destroy it.”
“Taking it away from the Republic is the first priority.” Lord Scourge crossed his arms.
Lord Ninka did not contradict the statement but it was only partially true. They needed the station’s relay capabilities and data, without it, the Empire would still be at a disadvantage in the sector.
“We will need to leave in the next thirty seconds if we are to get off this station in time.” Quinn informed them.
Lord Scourge turned on a few monitors, the engineers and station workers appeared, rushing about trying to bolster their internal security, unaware that the station was set to explode in two minutes. “These men and women are closest to the core; you will watch them die before you do.” He nodded to the others and they all turned to leave.
“Wait, stop, alright Sith. The lives of people are worth more than a station.” He said trying to make his defeat sound noble. He recited the codes. Quinn quickly tested them on the locked terminals, nodding when he had access. He began disabling the station defenses so the fleet waiting nearby could begin their attack and takeover.
Scourge disabled the self-destruct.
“Master,” Jaesa said turning to Lord Ninka. “Permission to kill this…” They heard the sound of a lightsaber igniting, Lord Scourge had executed the Jedi.
“My Lord,” Quinn said, “Receiving word, there are boarding parties securing the station, we may leave now.” The group exited the control room to rendezvous with Vette who waited with the ship.
“Rather suicidal, my lord.” Pierce said quietly, “Wonder where you learned that one from.” Scourge turned to look at the Lieutenant but said nothing.
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