Animal i have Become

[The White Wolf]

“Alpha…don’t let them hurt me anymore. Please…make them stop!” The boy cried. Feeling the leather whip slash into the flesh of his back. The boy cried…that’s all he could do now was cry. The whip hit him again and he grunted, chained to a wooden post in the front of the slave station the boy did not understand what he did wrong. He did everything he was told to do…he always did what he was told to do. Without question…and without hesitation.

“Ok that’s enough. Throw him into the pit.” A raspy voice said from behind him. Several men cheered and laughed. Someone walked up to him and put a small cloak over his back and placed the hood over his head. Unchaining him the put a pair of cuffs on his scared wrist and attached a long chain on his collar. Tugging at the chain they tried to hoard him somewhere and Lars moved slowly. The pirates grew impatient and shocked him. The boy tensed up and fell to his knees crying. But soon in fear of being shocked again. Bi colored eyes scanned the area fearfully. Where were they taking him? He had never left the slave station before.

Soon Lars was pushed into a transporter surrounded by others who were chained up like him. All of them looked sad…and others just looked afraid. Lars shivered and called for Alpha but there was no answer. Why was she ignoring him? He was scared and for once she was not there with him. Lars felt more alone than he ever had now. He was going somewhere he never been to before and that thought scared him even more.




They soon reached their destination. A large building swarming with peephole who weren’t in chains. They were all at the front gates trying to get into the building. Lars wondered what was happening. And why he was being taken in by the back entrance. About ten minutes later Lars was on top of a perch looking down at a large arena filled with sand. A few dozen others like him also stood in the same spot around the arena. Above all of them were what seemed like hundreds of people yelling. Some of them throwing things at them. Lars was starting to breath heavily and cry. He just wanted to go back into his cage. He didn’t want to be here anymore. Suddenly a man on a glider appeared in the middle of the ring and spoke into something that made his voice bigger than everyone else’s.

“LADIES AND GENTELMAN BOYS AND GIRLS! WELCOME TO THE PIT!” He boomed. Making the crowd suddenly grow louder than what it originally was. Lars looked around and turned behind him. Seeing his masters laughing with confident faces as the other one with the loud voice continued. “THAT’S WHAT I LIKE TO HEAR! TONIGHT! WE HAVE SOMETHING SPIECHAL FOR ALL OF YOU, TWENTY MAN MATCHUP TO THE DEATH! THE WINNER WALKS OUT OF HERE WITH 10,000 CREDITS!” The man yelled. Lars froze up and felt his knees turn to jelly as one of the pirates came onto the lift with him and glared at him.

“don’t mess with up 13.” He snarled as the lift lowered him to the pit. Lars couldn’t move as they all hit the ground and a green light went off. Suddenly everyone else charged into the center of the arena and started mauling each other. His eyes went wide and the pirate took his collar and undid it. Whispering into Lars’s ear. “Kill them.”

Suddenly his eyes flared and his ears rang deafeningly. He had been released.

 

[Cai Sanis]

Cai Sannis had been following these pirates for days. Near Ord Mantell they had raided a luxury cruiser and stole a large number of goods. They weren’t stupid, they didn’t take hostages. Rich ship like that the families would pay good money to retrieve their loved ones, bounty hunters from sectors around would have come gunning for them.

After leaving Ord Mantell the pirates berthed at the asteroids of Roche taking on supplies and refitting the damage to their ships. They didn’t stay for long, the Verpine on Roche were a picky lot. They raided a small village on Kashyyk taking slaves next. This was something Cai found utterly distasteful. After this the Jedi doubled his efforts and barely missed them at Duckenwell. Once more they boarded ships and took men, women, and even children as slaves to be sold into bondage.

His investigation on Duckenwell proved fruitful and he was off to his final destination, Tatooine. The planet was a dust ball, famous for nothing but the tiny dive cantina’s that dotted the surface around it’s cities. Smugglers were aplenty on the planet and those of even less reputable trade often frequented it as well.

Upon landing Cai had to bribe three officials for his permits and then another for information about the pirates. It didn’t take long to find them. When you were a criminal who had just completed a big score and were, by all reckoning, safely away you spent your money liberally. The pirates had given Cai a path of credits to follow from one dusty cantina and slave auction to another. Cai couldn’t save all the slaves, it was an impossibility for one man, but he did his best. He bought a group here with credits stolen from another customer. Crippled the master there, used a mind trick on another. It hardly seemed enough, but if he could cut them off at the source.

The last stop proved useful. He knew the pirates final destination, a desert arena. He hoped onto a speeder bike and zoomed in the proper direction. Jawa’s he met half way were more than happy to help eliminate the scum who raided and interfered with their business arrangements. The arena was larger than he expected, open. The ticket cost was ludicrous, and the near mandatory betting was no better. His stomach turned as walked up the stairs to his seat.

From his position in the audience he could see the head pirate, perched up on a chair flanked by a fat slimy Hutt. Cai spared a glance down at the contestants. They were each armed with makeshift primitive weapons. An axe for a tall man, a strange machete for a Rodian, and then…

It was a child. Cai looked back up at the pirate captain and then down to the arena. Certain things took priority. He moved down toward the front row seats passing the executive box suites as the fight started. He needed to move quicker, be faster if he was to save the poor boys life. Using the force he enhanced his speed until he was a blur. He jumped the railing and landed in the sandy arena just behind the boy and took up a position in front of the boy. The ‘gladiator’ across from him twirled his weapon in a provoking manner and Cai rolled his eyes, pulled out his blaster and shot him in the chest. He was a holovid hero. “Kid,” he said lowering his blaster to his side and setting the weapon to stun. “Take this.” He handed the child his blaster pistol, and took off his personal shield unit strapping it to the boys arm. “Don’t let anyone but me close to you. I’m getting you out of here.” He pressed a button and the shield unit flickered to life. With his other hand he pulled out his lightsaber and activated it and struck up a defensive pose around the boy.

“It’s a Jedi!” The Pirate called, “blast him!” And all hell broke loose.

 

[The White Wolf]

13 couldn’t hear anymore. He couldn’t hear…he couldn’t taste…and he couldn’t think. All that lingered in his mind was kill…kill everyone. His lust for blood was almost overwhelming and the pure fury that he felt was sickening. An aura surrounded him now. His eyes glossed over and his right eyes glossed over in blood red. Both his eyes now matching as all the men before him turned their attention to him. When a man suddenly dropped down in front of him and started touching Lars he didn’t react. He simply stood and stared ahead, still comprehending the fact his collar had been taking off and what he had to do.

The man in front of him gave 13 a laser and strapped something to his wrist. Suddenly taking a pose in front of him. A part of him was confused and a part of him was just simply annoyed. 13 dropped the pistol and lifted his left arm, and with a single swipe he would attempt to smack the man to the side against the wall with all his strength. Baring his teeth as everyone charged at him the boy went completely insane. Turning around and looking up at the man who was on the floating ship, pulling out a large rifle 13 lifted both of his arms to the sky as if he were reaching for the glider. He used the force to try and pull the thing down, it was harder than it normally was but the angrier he got the stronger he became. 13 pulled even harder, as the glider came down he screamed, feeling his insides beginning to burn. The tears streaming from his eyes began to burn as blood fell from his cheeks. Bloodshot eyes intensified as the glider came down and with one swift movement he turned his body around and held the glider over him as if it were his wrath. All the men stopped and started shooting at him. But for some reason they never hit him. Deciding to go with it 13 puffed out his chest and threw the glider at them with full force. The glider traveled at such high speed when it hit they seemed to die on impact. The Glider tumbled across the arena like a tumble weed and the men who were fast enough to move out of the way kept shooting. After a few minutes of shooting the lasers starting actually hitting near him and one of them shoot him in the shoulder.

13 cried and fell into the sand as they continued to shoot at him. 13 got onto his knees as the lasers hit the ground around him and he held his head. It felt almost as if there was a haerbeat in his brain. Looking up at two of them he flung an arm to the right. Tossing one of them into the rails of the arena. But they still kept on shooting at him. Becoming angry he started to snarl furiously, pounding his fist into the sand again and again. Yelling with each pound he started hitting the ground harder. After about ten hits to the sand and him now yelling the earth began to shake slightly. Making some of the arenas accessories fall into the sand and the stands above. The shield was powering back up but he didn’t care. He still kept on slamming his hands into the ground. Crimson now dripping from his lips as he coughed up blood into the sand below. He was overdoing it again. But at this stage he felt no pain…no remorse. He would not stop until everyone was dead!

 

[Verz Horak]

Verz Horak, Rally Master, and his troops were arriving by two assault gunships bristling with firepower. The pirates were their target. The thieving chakaars had pillaged Mandalorian space one too many times. The Mandalorians were only about 20 strong, but being warriors feared throughout the galaxy, many pirates surrendered right away. The seemingly faceless soldiers stormed the pirate stronghold, killing many of them.

The Rally Master however, had spotted a young child, first cowering, then flinging pirates with the Force! The boy was brave. He was a survivalist, it seemed. Probably a slave of the pirates, made to fight in arenas. The boy reminded Verz, in a way, of his own childhood. He shot the pirates around the boy, then slowly approached him, depolarizing his visor so the boy could see his face, which had a calm, caring expression on it. "Don't worry. My troops and I will not hurt you. What's your name?"

 

[Cai Sanis]

Cai flew, he wasn't sure exactly why until he turned and saw the boy. He had expected an explosion but instead saw the boy in a fit of animalistic rage, using the force to whirl torrents of telekinetic energy about. The Jedi hit the ground and skid in the sand for several feet recovering in time to parry a blaster bolt. He wasn’t nearly as good as his cousin Spencer, but still he could feel the blanked mind of the child angry and lashing out and established a mild empathic connection. “Not good,” said our holovid hero. He sprung into action imposing himself as best he could between the torrents of pirates, gangsters, bounty hunters, cartel enforcers, and just plain scum who descended upon them. The Hutts present alone would have over a hundred armed enforcers. Keeping his distance from the animalistic boy he tried his best to protect him…

And then the Mandalorians showed up. Cai groaned. They made everything worse. These idiots charged right in, okay so had he, with troopers and armor and their slow bodies. Cai sighed, there was a better chance of him grabbing the boy and slipping out by himself, he was fast but now with these people to considered…. Mandalorians… the old Echani-Mandalorian rivaly caused his blood to stir.

The Echani darted over toward the boy, projecting an aura of protection around himself to avoid being flung again. The pirates, over the shock of a mere twenty men attacking rallied and repressed their advantage. Rockets shot into the air attacking the Mandalorian gunship. Large weapons batteries, anti-air defenses, missile turrets, and quad lasers appeared from towers and started to open fire. The arena was hell. Cai moved with ease around explosions of rockers and blocked blaster bolts aimed at himself and the child. This was an unacceptable situation.

Thousands of audience members, thugs all, content to watch a Jedi die in the arena and not get involved in the business of the pirates all started to swarm at the new threat; Mandalorians. They had painted a target not only on themselves but on Cai and the boy as well. “Apparently subtly and cunning aren’t in the Mandalorian language,” Cai said aloud through an explosion.

 

[The White Wolf]

All hell was breaking loose and 13 was only growing more and more confused and angry whenever a laser beat flew past him. He was like an animal being hoarded by multiple humans at once he didn’t know who to attack. The boy opened his eyes and looked around, seeing more people in helmets pour into the arena shooting one another. Gunships dropped in and 13 just screamed in fury. Standing up again the child walked over to one of the giant boulders sitting in the arena. Putting his hands on it as the rockets flung past him and broke a fraction of the bolder off it was suddenly a lot easier to carry. Using the force he flexed his arms and huffed heavily as he tried to force the boulder above him. His legs trembling beneath him. He normally never attempted for anything to over his own weight but there were just too many of them to simply attack.

He put all of his strength and focus into this freaking piece of earth and it was taking a lot out of him. He could practically feel his body being strained to its limit as the rock started coming out of the ground. Honestly it wasn’t even that big, it was just really heavy and 13 was just so small. But eventually it paid off as the large rock hovered over his hands which were high above his head. He was looking to throw it at the gunship but when a rocket exploded next to him 13 was blasted from under the rock, dropping it back on the ground with a large thud. Bouncing in the sand, landing on his sides, face and doing a few rolls he came to a stop and bashed his face on the wall of the arena.

Now with a huge gash on his forehead and covering his whole face in blood 13 struggled to his feet. He was use to labor but this was just horrible. He had never strained his body this much before, but he was given and order…he couldn’t just stop. Overworking his limits was painful but it would be no were as painful as what the pirates would do to him if he failed. Suddenly a bunch of men surrounded him but before 13 could react they were all shot before him. Suddenly approaching was yet another man with a helmet whose face was showing. Talking to 13 as if he were still human. 13 snarled, baring his teeth and snatching the gun out of his hand, he would attempt to force choke the man and break his neck. But as soon as he started to squeeze another rocket was fired at him. The boy dropped the man and directed his attention to the now incoming rocket. As it grew closer 13 put both of his arms up and brought them down as if he were slapping a fly out of the sky. The rocket flew downward and hit the ground…right in front of him! It exploded and the force of it threw 13 into the air.

He flew a great distance before smashing into the stands. Breaking some of the seats in sitting there coughing. One of the pirates who he belonged to ran up to him as the others fled, strapping the collar back onto his neck quickly. One it was 13 fell into unconsciousness as the pirates picked him up and threw him into transport. They all drove off with 13, leaving the arena in chaos.

 

[Cai Sanis]

Cai watched as the rocket was deflected and threw the boy into the air before toppling himself over. The young man stood up and looked around searching desperately for the youth. Thank god for personal energy shields, the boy survived the blast. Cai let out a sigh of relief as his eyes adjusted after the blast. His ears were ringing as he stumped forward toward the boy. He concentrated with the force attempting to heal his body and stop the over ringing sensation in his ears. As he did so he saw one of the pirates run up to the boy and slap a collar on him. Suddenly he went docile and allowed the man pick him up. “Not like this,” Cai said stumbling forward. He was never good at healing, but there was one thing he was good at…

The Jedi followed the pirate and was intercepted by two attempting to subdue him. Quickly he rolled around and struck one with a backhand with incredible force knocking him to the ground before following up with a flurry of blows to the second. He was good at fighting, he was Echani. Another came at him, and was dispatched just as easily. Now he faced the man holding the boy and ignited his lightsaber. “The kid is with me now,” he said staring at the man. He didn’t feel any anger emanating from the boy, and used the force to nudge at his mind…

 

[The White Wolf]

13 wasn’t in the vehicle for very long. Within a few minutes it was stopped and the pirates guarding him were taken down in a very short amount of time. The final guard stood behind him and put a gun to 13’s head. But with his collar back on there was absolutely nothing he could do, he just stood there. Staring into blank space as the blood from his forehead continued to ooze from his head. His snow white hair was covered in blood and sand and his cloths were slightly destroyed from the blast. His shirt was practically on its last thread and his pants were ripped in various places.

The man with the lightsaber told the pirate that 13 was with him and in the boys mind he was everyone’s property. Everyone owned him and regardless of who had him he would always be the same. “Back off or ill take the kids head off!” The pirate snarled, putting the barrel to 13’s temple. He showed no resistance and just kept staring at the ground. Until suddenly…something in his mind was tugged. The boys bi eyes slowly glared up to look at the jedi. His expression empty and his eyes just as blank as paper.

 

[Cai Sanis]

There was no choice, Cai opened up his hands in a sign of surrender. He couldn’t let anything happen to the boy. “Alright,” he said to the pirate deactivating his lightsaber and bending over to put it on the ground. If he was a little further away the boy would have been protected by the Echani Shield he wore. But he wasn’t. “My lightsaber is on the ground, and I’ve lost my blaster…” he jerked a thumb at the empty holster. “You are in control here.”

It took more effort than he expected, but with a subtle movement from his hand as he rose up off the ground so to did a rock behind the pirate. He jerked his hand backward and the rock slammed into the pirates head. He was out cold, maybe even dead, but it didn’t matter. Cai rushed forward and grabbed the boy as he fell cradling him in his arms. With the force he pulled the lightsaber back into his hand and holstered it in his belt. He took the collar off the boy and asked simply, “Hey kid, you alright?” the boy didn’t move. “Answer me damnit, you okay?”

 

[The White Wolf]

13 was confused by the Jedis actions. The way he put the lightsaber down with such confidence made 13 slightly smile. But it was more like a small pull at the corner of his mouth. The pirate only pushed the barrel harder to 13’s head and the boy only blink. But before anything else could happen he saw a simple gesture of the man’s wrist that almost mimicked his own. 13 tilted his head slightly when suddenly the pirate behind him fell to the ground, knocking over 13 and sending him falling off the transport.

Before the child hit the ground he found himself in the arms of the Jedi who took off his collar. When that was done his ears rang again and his blue eyes turned red once again. Veins popping from his head as his body shot up like a bullet and he wrapped both of his hands around the Jedis neck. His brain was still set on the order to kill, and without a new order that was the one he would still follow. But suddenly the man asked if he was ok and the old order faded. Lessoning his grip 13’s expression softened and he glanced at his shoulder. “No.” he answered simply. Hands still around his neck. This new order was obviously short term, he would need a new one or have his collar put back on.

 

[Verz Horak]

The Mando troops were mopping up the last of the pirates at this point. Verz, however, was looking for the boy. The pirates had grabbed him, and shoved him in a transport. Luckily, the Mandalorians had cruisers in orbit, keeping anything trying to escape on the planet. Then, a Jedi, an Echani at that, had appeared and grabbed the boy.

Verz approached the two, and watched as the boy started choking the Jedi. He smiled, thinking the boy disliked Jedi. But the boy stopped. Strange. Verz got close enough that @[member="Cai Sanis"] and @[member="Subject 13"] could see and hear him. "Boy! Are you ok? (referring to 13)" .

 

[Cai Sanis]

Cai looked at the boy and then smiled a little weakly. He turned to the Mandalorians and narrowed his eyes glaring at them. With one hand he pressed into the Echani shield generator on the ten year olds arm switching it to on to ensure his safety. Mandalorians weren't to be trusted, for all their purported honor. "The boy will be fine," Cai said staring at the man. "I'm taking him with me where he will be safe." He didn't bother waiting for the Mandalorian to respond and instead turned and walked away toward his ship. It was time he left this place.

 

[Verz Horak]

"You aren't leaving yet, Jedi. The planet is, for the moment under Mandalorian blockade. Only ships authorized by the Field Marshall are allowed to leave. The pirates' equipment, supplies, and any other possetion of theirs, including servants and slaves, are to be processed and searched for contraband." ​Verz handed a data disk with the search orders to the Echani. If the tried to leave without proper authority, he would be shot down by Mandalorian ships in orbit.

 

[The White Wolf]

(Lets wrap this up yall. And Verz bud i like ya. But your kind of Gming more than 13 XD. Your not all god powerful and you (In my opinion) have all these gunships, star ships, and all this control over a planet that does not belong to you so we will pretend that this is no siege under the planet and its just Mandos having their fun )

13 stared at the jedi, basic instinct were about to kick in and he was about to start strangling the jedi and the mando who had showed up. But before he could even do anything his collar was strapped back on and his pupils dilated again. His brain stopped pounding and both of them men started having a conversation. 13 had absolutely no idea what neither of them were talking about anymore. Blood was all over him and all 13 waned now was to go back to his cage and sleep and heal. But it seemed the more these men spoke the more curious 13 grew. 13 may have been stupid...but he did understand what was happening. It happened to him before. The jedi carried 13 to his ship as the Mando told him they would shoot them down if the tried to leave without proper authority.

13 opened his eyes weakly and looked at the Mano. "But you said...you wouldent hurt me. Was it a false promise?" 13 said sadly. Pointing at the ships in the sky and crying. "Please...dont...kill me." 13 begged, soon passing out from blood loss as the jedi put him in the ship and begun taking off.

 

[Cai Sanis]

Cai deposited the youth onto a cot on his small courier before working his way to the cockpit. He took off and shot into space, well away from the Mandalorians. The vessel zoomed off away from the planet breaking atmosphere and exiting the planets gravity well. Cai punched in the coordinates to Coruscant and watched as the blue of hyperspace took over. He let out a sigh, knowing that the navicomputer could do the rest, and walked back to the bed in back. "You've had a tough life," he said upon seeing the boy. He reached down and affectionately tussled the lads hair. "How did you end up in those slave pits?"

 

[The White Wolf]

13 was soon laid down in a small bed by the man who took him away from the sandy planet. Suddenly 13 felt more at home being on a large shit...he was born on a star ship after all. The collar was tightly around his neck and he was glad...he didn't want to take it off anymore. Blood still dripped from his face and his bandages that covered his mouth seemed to be stained with his own blood. His fist were bruised and his body slightly broken as the ship took off. The man suddenly came from the front of the ship and approached 13 to quickly. The boy jumped and used his one good arm to drag himself away from the mans hand. He asked how he got into the pits and 13 looked at him. "Dont...kill me. Please....dont. I...i didn't mean to kill anyone. It was the pirates, they turned me into this. Im not a animal!" 13 tried to explain. Dragging himself off the bed and falling on the floor face first. The fear he felt started to trigger his power and things around the room started to randomly float in the air.