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PLANET: CLASSIFIED

LOCATION: Ankorat Prison

OBJECTIVE: Search and Destroy

WITH: Penny deWinter

 

 

 

Much had been left behind on Coruscant when Ares chose to leave.His home was in ruins, and had his parents not evacuated when they did, they would be dead. His sister made it out with them as well, but that was not the case for many that he had fought beside. The Sith were to blame. They were a plague to the galaxy, searching for any opportunity to gain power and keep it. As long as they were strong, as long as the machine which fed them was working, the galaxy was not a safe place for anyone.

 

Ares had taken up the personal responsibility to weaken them.It was a fool's errand, and he knew it, but his soul would not rest until they paid for all the lives that had been snuffed out in their name. His once soft and moldable personality was cold and rigid. Are was a killer and a soldier with one mission, revenge.That would be accomplished anyway possible.

 

The mercenary had taken odd jobs, ones that would have made him question his morals if they still existed, in order to procure enough credits to supply himself with a ship and armor that would allow him to move about as he wished. What he truly needed was a benefactor, one that would ensure that he no longer had to take jobs that kept him away from the real target, like the job he was on now.

 

Ares had been hired by an antiquities dealer to make his way into Ankorat Prison and steal one of the statues that sat in the center of the main yard. Apparently the figure was of some well known outlaw that would fetch a high price at auction, a price that Ares was guaranteed a fifteen percent cut from. The proposed opening bid was enough to get him to agree to it, and the fact the man left out a very important detail.Ankorat Prison was still occupied, and it was not normal criminals.

 

The location itself was classified, and how this dealer knew where it was was certainly a mystery. Ares had not questioned him though, because it seemed like a fruitless effort. He should have. Failed science experiments, if you could call them that, occupied near every cell of the prison. There were no guards, which Ares found highly disturbing. The only thing of note was the smell, which he was thankful for the filtration system on his helmet, and the rock and sand covered building. This was a mistake, but he had already agreed to the job.

 

His brain told him to leave, but his gut told him to press on. There was something about that, whenever Ares listened to his gut it was usually important. He could not ignore the sense that there was something more to this mission, so he pressed ahead.  

 

The main yard was in the center of the prison, and the map pulled up on his HUD made it pretty clear that the building fit the schematics he had been given. That only raised more questions about this client. The only thing that did not match was the wall, or door, blocking his way. Sounds of blaster fire, creatures growling and roaring, and humans screaming were all he could hear from the otherside. Ares attached enough explosives to make a hole bigger than was necessary. Someone needed help, and Ares wasn't going to sit by and let anyone suffer.  

 

Maybe his morals were not entirely dead.


Edited by Ares Stone, 05 October 2018 - 12:06 AM.

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Penny deWinter

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Planet: CLASSIFIED

Location: Ankorat Prison

Objective: CLASSIFIED

With: Ares Stone

 

 

 

They'd been in the depths of this prison for so long Penny had almost forgotten what real light looked like. Everything was tinged in a million different greens so bright they made her head spin. She wasn't cut out for missions like this. This was supposed to be something the team dealt with, up to a point anyway. Usually these things took a week or so to get sorted. They'd go in to clear out any harmful threats, disarm any security features, make sure the area is clear and locate the anomaly. Then and only then would Penny would show up, but recently they'd been making a habit out of taking her along for the ride. The project was growing steadily and the more they grew the more the things they were chasing seemed to grow too. Penny didn't know whether the two correlated exactly but it was very ironic.

 

The sound of ten pairs of heavy boots crunching through the poorly tiled corridors happened to be loud enough to disturb the rows and rows of "prisoners" locked in their cells. The team spent the first hour tensely walking through the endless rows of tiny prisons, jumping at every noise and threatening to shoot anything that moved. Penny on the other hand strode through the narrow corridor with a confidence unmatched. The grim faces peering out through the thick steel bars barely phased her, after all they had all been sentient once. Some of them might have even been human, but you could hardly tell anymore. A large portion had horrible greying skin that looked like it had been gouged out by something sharp, some had missing limbs and some had extra ones. Nearly all of them made a low, unnerving moan that echoed off the bare stone walls that surrounded them. 

 

So far the entire place had been a nightmare, Penny could practically see the reams and reams of paperwork on her desk that the prison would create. Eventually the team would return and round up all the science experiments and either fix them or eliminate them. If she was honest they should have started rounding up all the science experiments they moment they walked through the door, but they had a different goal for this particular mission. When she'd first read up on the anomaly they were investigating Penny had a hard time believing she was truly needed but the further the went the more she could understand. Eventually the anomaly would be named OMK-202 but for now the team had nicknamed it "The Alchemist" and it was very fitting. 

 

It hadn't taken very long to find out exactly where he was. The thing emitted a powerful signature that could be detected on almost every piece of equipment they had brought along. Penny couldn't exactly say why this was when she was asked but the puzzle intrigued her beyond compare. There had been a few hiccups with some old security systems that nearly had someone's head off but the prison yard was just ahead of them. A small explosion blasted the lock out, making the door swing on its rusty hinges with a long, loud squeak. By this point Penny had abandoned the heavy helmet she'd been force to wear for the duration of their trip. Something, or rather someone, was spreading a thick fog tinted a ghostly green around the courtyard that made it near impossible to see.

 

Penny stepped through the door, not paying any attention to the warnings being hissed out at her. Through the fog she could just make out tall cylindrical glass tubes containing a gooey looking liquid that suspended a few of the experiments in mid-air. The team filtered in slowly behind her, going through their usual checks for entering a new area and setting up the equipment in a suitable place. Penny was loathed to waste so much time simply standing about, which is the majority of the reason why they were all taking cover around the edges of the prison yard with blasters going off in every direction. The moment she had decided to get a closer look at the tanks the fog had been shifted by an aggressive wind that threw people, papers, books and vials all around the yard. In the center of the courtyard the fog revealed the twisted form of a man that looked remarkably similar to his experiments save for his green tinged skin. Of course this had triggered the team and, without thinking, they had opened fire on the source of the wind.

 

'FOR KRIFF SAKE, STOP BEING TRIGGER HAPPY IDIOTS, I CAN'T THINK.'

 

Penny had chosen a rather large piece of crumbled ceiling to duck behind, both hands pressed to her ears in an attempt to protect them from the violent outburst. Nothing the team threw at the ghostly entity in the center of the yard seemed to work, it simply absorbed the blaster bolts. The more they fired the stronger the presence seemed to grow, all around Penny the machines were whirring madly filling the area with violent high pitched beeping and screeching. Her mind was reeling, desperately trying to come up with a solution that didn't include completely destroying one of their first anomalies. Eventually the firing died down and the hiss of someone talking in her earpiece overtook her thoughts.

 

'No, you very clearly can't kill it. You expected to be able to kill a ghost with weapons? No, you've just ticked it off instead. Good job.'

 

Her eyes rolled up toward the ceiling, though nobody could exactly see her right now. Penny lent forward to gather the readings from the equipment, her quick eyes scanning over a hundred different numbers and letters. The ghost in the middle of the room wasn't exactly one for waiting though. A deep growl filled the now quiet area, followed by a distinctive click that sounded extremely like locks being opened. Lumbering in slowly were the experiments they'd chosen to leave behind in their cells, their angry eyes filled to the brim with an animistic desire to attack anything with a heart beat. Penny swallowed a lump in her throat and took a step backward as four of them began to surround her. Shakily, she reached for the blaster attached to her hip...

 

BOOM!

 

Her hands went instantly to her eyes to protect them from the shrapnel that cut through the air with the suddenness of the explosion. Through the settling dust she could make out the shape of someone that wasn't exactly supposed to be there, but she was so incredibly happy to see them. She had no confidence in her ability to shoot the experiments lumbering toward her. Not because she had a problem with killing them but because she was almost guaranteed to miss and hit the expensive machinery surrounding her.  


Edited by Penny deWinter, 08 October 2018 - 04:46 PM.

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PLANET: CLASSIFIED

LOCATION: Ankorat Prison

OBJECTIVE: Search and Destroy

WITH: Penny deWinter

 

 

 

The explosion was a bit bigger than what Ares had anticipated, and the gas which mixed with dust caught him off guard. SOOOOOO this was weird. Ares had trained for a lot, and he had seen the Sith do some crazy stuff, but this was by far the weirdest thing ever. There was little time to take it in because his eyes fell right on a woman pinned down by four different creatures, experiments, whatever these things were. The antiquities dealer was not paying enough for this.

 

Blaster first was the only way to go this time. Set to kill, the mercenary charged ahead and shot the closest thing in the back of the head. Whatever was inside it splattered about but at least he knew it was dead. The next shot passed through the heart of the second creature, and the third was taken out the same way. Letting the blaster drop, the fourth creature had turned by this point to see what was going on. Charging at Ares, he attempted to tackle the soldier, but Ares ducked under the attempt, and turned on his heels. Grabbing the thing by its head, he broke the creatures neck in a show of brute strength and expert killing skill. Right maybe not expert as the target was pretty easy, but there was still no amount of time. 

 

Ares ducked himself to the cover the woman had found. It was okay, but not the best.

 

<<< "This way," >>> he said as he took the woman's hand and left her little choice. Ares pulled her close as his other hand rose, gripping his side arm and shooting the oncoming creature as they moved downed stone pillar that allowed them to put their back against a wall. <<< "There now we don't have to worry about watching our backs." >>>

 

Ares looked at the source of the gas, and saw the ghost. Okay this was more than weird it was paranormal, and Ares was not an expert on any of this. What the hell had this crew unleashed, and why were they trying to kill a ghost. There was some stereotypical brute troops on this squad, and Ares was already thinking the woman was the brains of this whole team. Between what he saw, and the fact she nearly froze when the four creatures were heading her way, Ares made an educated guess.

 

Peeking over the stone pillar, Ares made sure that the woman was keeping her head down. Two more creatures were coming, one on the left and one on the right. Two shots, two more kills, and then Ares decided he was going to take charge.  <<< "Why don't you all focus on getting these things back in their cages huh? If you can't just kill them all." >>> One way or the other they were going to get out of this place. Ares sighed as he ducked back down.

 

<<< "So what the hell is this? Tell me that you have a plan, and tell me what we are going to do about that!?" >>>

 

Ares thumb jutted out at the ghost, and for the first time he took the moment to look the woman in the eyes. They were very green, mesmerizingly so.

 


Edited by Ares Stone, 08 October 2018 - 03:09 PM.

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Penny deWinter

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Planet: CLASSIFIED

Location: Ankorat Prison

Objective: CLASSIFIED

With: Ares Stone

 

 

 

When the finally cleared Penny could see her "rescuer" standing clearly in the jagged hole he'd made with an explosion. She didn't have much time to look at him though, especially not with the horrifying experiments lumbering closer by the second. Penny wasn't sure what would happen if they got a hold of her but she was damn sure it wouldn't be pretty. Another blaster sounded out over the din of the thirty that were already firing, though this time it was closer than she had expected. Penny nearly jumped out of her skin at the sudden noise, raising her arms again to protect herself from anything flying her way. It was fortunate that she did because blood, brain and guts were sprayed out and covered most of her midnight colored armor in a foul smelling mist of liquid and body matter. 

 

Around the third blaster shot Penny decided to pull her arms away from her eyes and have a look at what was going on. Three of the things were slumped over onto the floor, grisly bluey green blood pooling around the holes the blaster made in their gruesome bodies. She almost squealed when the fourth charged at her mysterious savior, but he was clearly well practiced in the art of shooting. In a matter of minutes the horrifying sound of bone breaking overshadowed the blaster bolts that pinged off the stone walls, the last attacker was sinking to its knees, head hanging limply off it's neck. Penny's jaw had been partly open for the short moment she'd been watching this stranger. 

 

She barely had time to react when he slipped behind the broken piece of ceiling she'd taken cover behind, never mind when his hand found hers and he dragged her away. She was just about to open her mouth to scold him for grabbing her in such a way when she noticed the pillar they'd taken refuge behind. Her jaw dropped slightly as she reached up to run a finger over the thousands of symbols chiseled into the stone. The stranger was saying something but Penny was completely invested in her new discovery.

 

'Shut up for a minute...'

 

Penny's eyes scanned over them quickly, taking in whatever she could while another two rounds were fired off into the mutant attackers. To be completely honest she didn't even notice them, her focus and attention were placed entirely on the strange symbols decorating the entire length of the pillar. Her lips moved almost imperceptibly as she translated them at a rapid speed. The results were more than interesting enough for her to say them aloud as she went along. 

 

'Force, blah, blah, blah... ascent to power... gene splicing?!'

 

If it weren't for Ares barking out an order to her crew Penny would have been looking at the glyphs forever. As it was his voice came loud and clear through her ear piece, which drew her away from the inscriptions. She could tell the moment he spoke that her crew were entirely unsure about following his orders, she could hear the mumbling concern reverberating inside her skull as thirty voices spoke out against the stranger. Penny tutted and popped her head over the pillar for the briefest of moments, making a hand signal to the team. This simple action seemed to settle the ruckus instantly. 

 

'What this is is none of your damn business, but since you're here you can lend us a hand. That thing over there is a Sith. Been dabbling in a little bit of alchemy that probably should have never seen the light of day.' Penny pointed to the pillar, motioning to a few of the symbols in particular as she spoke. 'These symbols here. They're Krath referencing scripts. He's been messing with stuff far to powerful for anyone to comprehend, never mind try. You can see it's gone well for him. He must be drawing his power from somewhere. We just have to find out where...'


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PLANET: CLASSIFIED

LOCATION: Ankorat Prison

OBJECTIVE: Search and Destroy

WITH: Penny deWinter

 

 

 

Well, this woman seemed to have a grateful attitude, and if it wasn't clear, Ares thoughts were going to deep levels of sarcasm. The fact he had pretty much saved her ass was the last thing on her mind as he eyes seemed to jump right to the runes on the pillar. Great, he saved a nerd, not only was she the brains of the operation, she was going to be the only one that was going to be able to figure out how to stop this thing. Yup, when he delivered the stature the antiquities dealer was after, he was also demanding at least double the original offered price. There was no way the price had covered hazard pay, or running into ghosts pay. 

 

She barked at him shut up, and he turned his head toward her for a brief second, only long enough to seem a bit stunned. 

 

<<< "Take the earpiece out then, because the chatter is gonna only get worse as we try to mobilize a defense." >>>

 

Maybe she was used to people taking her direct and blunt approach, but Ares was in the middle of a hostile situation, and no one was leading. He liked his life, had a mission to do, so he was going to take charge and make sure they all got out of there. At this rate, it wasn't because the team was nice, it was because his own neck was on the line. The woman may have been pretty but her tongue and personality was sharp and prickly was she was beautiful. Clearly she was the type that was used to getting whatever she wanted. Ares never lasted long around those types because he wasn't the kind of guy to roll over and just give in. That was going to come into play very quickly if they were getting out of this alive.

 

The words force and gene splicing had gotten his attention though. While the rest of the team finally seemed to be getting their act together in dealing with the experiments, Ares kept the woman safe. Apparently she had stumbled onto something with those runes, and their way out of this alive was likely in what she was reading. Such was life. It was always the smart ones saving the day, and the soldiers taking the credit for it. Being a mercenary allowed Ares to be both and take credit for his own hard work.

 

<<< "None of my damn business," >>> he said as three more creatures came into range of his weapon. Two shots to two heads and the third to the heart. At this rate Ares was simply going for kill shots. The side arm was shoved back into its holster with a bit of frustrated force. <<< "Look lady... I'm here because I was paid to nab a statue for an antiques dealer that deals in the rare to find things. I just happened to stumble into this mess, and you're alive because of it. For all I can tell your team was too confused and too busy dropping releasing the contents of their bowels into their pants to be of any use to you. So, right now, this is my damn business. Keeping you alive keeps us all alive. Like it or not, you just became the only business that matters to me." >>>

 

Sith runes... of course they were Sith runes. Ares shook his head. He eyed the ghost once more, and began to look around the room. The stature that he was after seemed untouched in the center of the room. Ares pulled out his datapad just to be sure, but he was rather intrigued by the likeness. Why it hadn't connected in his mind until Penny mentioned the Krath, maybe it was because of the action. The woman was worth every bit of his effort at the moment. 

 

<<< "Is it just me or does that statue look like Aleema and Satal Keto?" >>> Yes, Ares knew his history, especially anything relating to the Sith. His mission was to seem them powerless in his lifetime, a feat he didn't think possible, but what great cause was easy? Hopefully the little tidbit, and showing that he was not just a mindless gun for hire, would earn him some respect in the moment.  <<< "Don't ghosts like that tie themselves to an artifact of theirs... like a holocron, or a statue... you know... just saying..." >>>


Edited by Ares Stone, 11 October 2018 - 12:17 PM.

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