Battered and Beaten

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

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Location: Belsavis, Jungles
Objective: Go back to the Tribes of Old.


A damaged civilian shuttle wavered in the upper atmosphere of Belsavis. Flames on the ship grew brighter and brighter and the smoke quickly darkened to a shade of black. It didnt take too much intellect to tell that something was wrong. Inside the shuttle there were no sounds, no screams of terror or fear of death. Only ash remained inside, piles of it too. A pile for each body that was once seated inside. A large figure snarled in the the cockpit. A mass of muscle and nerves with chunks of Ultrachrome plates embedding in his flesh, His armorweave was completely destroyed. They would be looking for him. The Gen'dai did not doubt a bounty was placed on him, it was a safe assumption on his part.

" Gah! Ka'kung nangaftu'uant ang shau' 'iaftat. Thax guns ha'a anx 'utuun! Thax''a aftft sha tana! A nunts'utusx su sha ianu'a'ta." He paused some after speaking in his native Gen'dai tounge. " Heheheh... Rest in pieces Ember Rekali. Your death was only the start. After im done your death will be seen as necessary. The Mandalore will burn.." He gritted his teeth and his eyes scanned the upcoming horizon. He was drawing near. He would land but the jungles were too thick to land in a simple shuttle in the dense canopy, yet alone get a ship to the jungle floors. It was easier to descend on foot.

With a sudden movement his body shifted from his seat toward the direction of the side exit, what came next was free fall. The smoking shuttle arced in the air only him a rather large tree. Saveroks mass of a body stretched toward the nearest branch letting him swing from the 300ft canopy to the ground below. Landing will a smash in the damp dirt, his feet sunk slightly.

Look up toward the sky his voice boomed with a roar that echoed in the jungles and in the far distance another roar echoed back.

" Hordrak'gul.." he muttered with a grin. The Tribes were still here living in their reclusive ways.

[member="Zardavorok"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Belsavis's jungle floor reminded him of home. A home he never saw or knew but still the memory was implanted their in his mind and very soul. Opening his mouth Saverok screamed once more in his dead native tongue. "I an Sa'a'uk! Sun ur Manna'ush ang Za'gaa Ba'thia." His voice boomed through the trees. Eyes scanning the area in front of him. He could feel nothing, yet he knew a group of people were nearby.

* Thump. Thump. Thump* Three large figures dropped from the treeline to greet Saverok face to face. Each a warrior of the surviving tribe. With a hunched bow the Wild one greeted them in return. " Where it is the Enclave?" He asked starring at each toothy Gen'dai Face. " I've returned for a reason."

Days later... Inside the Enclave.

The Walls were filled with them. Brethren in Stasis. Frozen in time ready to be unleashed on the world. What once was a Rakata Prison was now something called Home. Raising a hand in the air the Behemoth chuckled as lightning crackled at the control panel causing it to short circuit and release all from their slumbers.


[member="Zardavorok"]

 

[Zardavorok]

The room that the captive Gen’dai had been held in was ancient and had fallen into disrepair long ago. Moss crawled up the walls and meshed with the rusty brown of the Durasteel walls. There were no lights to illuminate the room except from the eerie glow cast by the stasis pods. The signs of battle were evident on the walls. Claw marks, and carbon scoring littered the room even the stasis chambers hadn’t been spared from the damage of battle. The Gen’dai hadn’t let themselves be imprisoned without a fight and those that were locked in stasis had been the worst of the worst. Many thought them insane, but was it insane when you fought for your people? When you fought for justice against the oppressive might of those who had imprisoned you? Before now no others had dared release these beings and now they were free.

With a snap hiss reminiscent of a lightsaber the first of the stasis pods cracked open followed quickly by the others and falling out of them were Gen’dai that hadn’t seen the light of day in millennia. Among them was Zardavorok who’s body of corded muscle flexed and limbered up after spending so long imprisoned. The floor spun beneath him, the last thing that the Gen’dai remembered was a strike team of Sith that had dared bring him to this room and dare imprison him once again. Muscles coiling into a fist he looked up to see more Gen’dai standing before him and to his left and right were Gen’dai. Finally, I am free.

They had all been set free by this being and others that stood before him. Why hadn’t any of the other Gen’dai freed them? Did they think their own kind too insane to be set free? Rising up to his full height Zardavorok looked down on the burnt and injured Saverok. It reminded him of the days he spent hunting Sith. Such wounds had been common place but not as bad. “I an Za'ga'u'uk, ghhu fta xuia ft'usha'?” The Gen’dai asked in their native language testing if the one before him was old enough or accepted his culture to use what could be considered a dead tongue to the rest of the galaxy.

His next question would come in basic. “What year is it? And why after all this time have you chose to free us? Where are the Sith?”

[member="Saverok"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Questions, they were to be expected. Staring at the Various bodies in the room Saverok growled for the hell of it. " The year is 844 ABY. The Sith are on the brink of collapse, Their bodies linger but on the inside they're broken in spirit. You were all decided to be locked away by the Elders of the Tribe. They believed your mental state would negatively affect their ethical way of life." The Dark behemoth gazed around the room his red eyes beaming. Several of the crazed Gen'dai in the room were weary and it was obvious to see. With the clearing of his throat Saveroks deep voice shifted to his native tongue.

"I an Sa'a'uk ang I gu nus tsang ghush sha T'ufta. Miathh hat thhangag!" He greeted his fellow brother with a growl. In a snap his gazed shifted to the Closing in Gen'dai. "It sha'a tunashung un xuia' nung! Yuia' axat sh'aas su saa' na ala's ghha'a I tsang! Tats na ang I ghuftft ang xuia' lia'lutaftatt ftu'at!" He bared his teeth at those who challenged him and Saverok was not willing to be wait for the first blow. Dashing into battle Saveroks two hands gripped around the nearest Challenger and with a powerful push threw the awakened Gen'dai into a mossy wall.

* Smack* A wild punch connected with Saveroks face sending him a meter back in a tumble. Shaking his head Saverok groaned and pain could be in his expression. Snickering echoed lowly in the room. A sinister smirk spread on his face and soon his own laugh could be heard as well. " Been long time since ive been hit that hard." Saveroks red eyes glew intensely with a strange aura dark aura. Gnashing his teeth the volatile gaze fell on his two opponents with zero remorse and the instant after screams of pain erupted. Standing up right and puffing out his chest Saverok's grin was now shifted into a Smile.

Their bodies burning away quickly via Deadly Sight. Finally watching his brethren be reduced to nothing but a arm on the floor, He closed his eyes and looked away sparring them a doomed fate. Holding his head and rolling his eyes he snarled. Too tired to say anything else he waited for the others to response with something other than wide eyes.



[member="Zardavorok"]

 

[Zardavorok]

Head reeling Zardavorok took a step back not believing the Gen’dai that stood before him. Had his people really let him stay imprisoned for Millennia?! As though he didn’t wish to live? Second of all the Sith were dead… It was hard for Zardavorok to come to terms with. After everything the Sith had done to his people. How they had been hunted down, experimented on, enslaved. For it to all be over and him having not played a part in their downfall left a bitter taste in the Gen’dai’s mouth. However, at the same time he felt a sense of enjoyment knowing that his wife and son had been avenged. That now it was all over and the persecution of his people was over… For now.

Having more questions that had not yet been answered Zardavorok was about to speak but the Gen’dai that had awakened them went straight into combat against two of the others that had just been woken. This was a disgrace and what Zardavorok would’ve turned his stomach if their species had one. He saw his own brethren, those he had fought and hunted alongside disintegrated in-front of his very eyes. With a new flame burning in his chest one he hadn’t felt in a long time Zardavorok leaped into battle. With no armor to hold his form together Zardavoroks full strength would be brought to bear as he’d grab Saverok by the crown of his head with one massive hand and the second placed on the small of his back. If successful Saverok would find himself flung across the room and into the wall by the older Gen’dai.

“Yuia gu nus assathk xuia' ughn kung!” With a mighty roar like a wild beast Zardavorok would already be moving aiming to deliver a knee to the other’s chin so he could not bring that sight to bear on him. Zardavorok had only seen the ability once before in the ancient past but seeing it once again used against his own kind did nothing but anger the Gen’dai. “Dug xuia tunlftx ghaka iat su kuftft iat?!”

[member="Saverok"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

" Yuia suu nugh?" Saverok groaned sloppily gripped [member="Zardavorok"]'s arm and prepared for a blow. He expected a series of punches and when the body language changed to a throw Saverok sudden went air born. With a crash his body smacked against the wall causing it to crack the rusted stone and metal. Moss fell from the ceiling with some debris as well. Crimson red eyes squinted at the red skinned Gen'dai in front of him.

"Tha 'aatun ghhx xuia' aghaka ut ftathaiata ur na! Ir I ghansag su kuftft xuia aftft I ghuiaftg ur! Yuia' ansu'a lia'luta hat ftaan 'agh'ussan." he spat not caring for the fluids exiting his mouth as he spoke rapidly. Watching the incoming movement Saverok lifted his elbow and placed under his chin to counter the next strike. And with swift movement Saveroks muscley hands darted toward Zardavorocks center to anchor into his flesh. The grip of a Nexu some would call it. " Fool! Your pain is my power!" His chest expanded as if he took in a deep breath, it was not air filling him it was the all the negative emotions and darkness leaking from the wild aliens in the room. With a impossibly strong heave the Behemoth lifted his confused brother from the ground aiming to slam him head first into the duracrete wall with all his might. If all went well the moss on the wall would serve as canvas for the master piece he was about to make.

 

[Zardavorok]

“Ang ghhas xuia shunk xuia''a rus su ftaag iat?! Thas uia' lia'luta ut su ta''a xuia?!” Zardavorok screamed down at his brother spittle flying from his mouth as the Gen’dai became more enraged at the thought of finally seeing freedom and then being forced to serve another. To be tied to the will of another. It was even worse that it was one of his own kind intended to do this to them. The Gen’dai would rather face a painful death than serve and kneel to another. He hadn’t done it for the Sith and he certainly wouldn’t do it for another Gen’dai that used Sith methods and attacked his own people for no other reason than to show his own power.

Zardavorok had fought against the Sith for centuries and it disgusted him that one of his own had fallen so far. Ready to rain down his fists on Saverok he froze a sudden pain overcoming him. The pain was instant and overtook Zardavorok forcing his body to contract from the damage caused to his body. It felt as though he was about to be torn in half. Looking down the Gen’dai saw the arms of Saverok piercing his chest and embedded in the corded muscle. Zardavorok wanted to scream but the pain was so much he couldn’t. Unable to do anything he was driven headfirst into the wall where blood and giblets of flesh, muscles and slime painted the wall magnificently.

Not completely unconscious what remained of Zardavorok’s head twisted to look at Saverok. “ Su shut ut hugh xuia s'aas xuia' ughn laulfta? Yuia shunk gha ghuiaftg ruftftugh giaa su xuia' ts'angsh aftuna?” Laughing Zardavorok looked the other Gen’dai straight in the eyes. ““Ang ghhas xuia shunk xuia''a rus su ftaag iat?! Thas uia' lia'luta ut su ta''a xuia?!”

[member="Saverok"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

" I do not rely on Strength alone, You have a choice to follow me or wander the galaxy like the rest of our reclusive race." Saverok let [member="Zardavorok"]'s body go with a rough push and staggered back some. His facial expression shifted to frustration as he began to explain his actions. "Arsa' sha Dats'iathsuun ur uia' hunaghu'ftg ftx sha Sush Enlu'a nx la'anst ftuka nanx ur xuia ruiaghs agaunts Inla'uaft 'iafta u' rftag. On sha 'ian I ghat ftu'n, thalsia'ag ang thughn a ghhufta nagh la'tlathsu'a." He growled at the group as he gripped his head rubbing his temples. How could the Gen'da race survive if they never changed?! This new group of half crazed Gen'dai were all living relics of the past.

" Yuia ghuns aththals us as ru'ts ftias a'a'xuna xuia knagh ang ftu'ag a'a gaag! Yuia' ranuftuat gaag! Mx la'anst, Sun, ft'usha't , tutsa't aftft ur shan a'a gaag! Ra'anga sakan r'un iat ftx suna ustaftr. Hutsu'x ustaftr hat a'atag uia' latst r'un agnutsantha." He roared baring his teeth. " A blessing and a curse. There is no way to go back. I have tried. So accept your new karking lives as I have and destroy everything that threatens to tamper with what you stand for." He paused and suddenly exploded with rage.

" The tribes never set you free because your too damn crazy to comfrom to their ancient ethics for society!!! Heheh Finish you. Fool. I would never kill another Gen'dai. Do your fellow brethen look dead to you?!" He pointed at [member="Zardavorok"] then two the arms on the floor that had regained a remarkable amount of mass due to regeneration.

 

[Zardavorok]

Finally, free of the death grip Saverok had him in Zardavorok flopped to the ground where his body twitched. The gaping holes in his core began to heal the muscle knitting itself back together. Every second felt like an eternity to Zardavorok till his chest was finally back and the rest of his head regenerated from the damage his brother had caused to him. It hadn’t been pretty even in terms of Gen’dai so as he rose Zardavorok spot out a large glob of spit and five teeth that had already grown back in. He hadn’t expected Saverok to offer them freedom, He had thought the Gen’dai would demand their loyalty. At least now the gathered Gen’dai were partially interested in what Saverok had to say instead of just attacking him.

“Whas xuia tax ut s'iaa.” Looking down at the rusted floor Zardavorok knew just how true what Saverok said was. He had been one of the ones to fought so what few of his species still survived had at least a fighting chance. Zardavorok had lost everything long ago, his wife, child and allies. Everything gone now there were very few Gen’dai left. If the Gen’dai had a heart it probably would’ve ached. Any normal person who had just had their head slammed into a Durasteel wall and survived would’ve still been trying to fight the other Gen’dai. But among their species such a thing wasn’t of much consequence.

“Ir xuia s'iaftx ghuth ru' iat su rughs ghush xuia ghhas gu xuia urra'? F'aaung iat r'un sha tsatut utn's anuiagh.” Kneeling down he examined the bodies of the two that had been nearly disintegrated. It was sad that they had been the examples of Saverok’s power but at least they lived. It was more than what could be said for the rest of their species that had died when the Sith attacked their planet. “Ir xuia than l'unuta na shas gha ghuftft naka shut gaftagnx ftia'n ru' ghhas us hat guna su iat xuia ghuftft ha'a nx tiallu's.”

[member="Saverok"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

This was something beyond Saveroks capabilities to promise to his new brethren. The Gen'dai walked around thinking about what this could mean for himself and his plans for revenge against those who wronged him. Looking at [member="Zardavorok"] then to the other aged Gen'dai in the room Saverok could see the potential of what they could do together. " We shall make the galaxy... Heheh." He chuckled before continueing. " Bia'n." his tounge snapped as he said the word burn in the Gen'dai Language.

" Right here, right now... Is our time." a vicious grin grew on his face. Turning away and walking toward the wall Saverok ripped off the rusted panel and began typing into the small console. Buttons flickered with light and made terrible noises, it seemed even the technology was aged. Gradually the large stasis room began to shake all about. Debris fell from the ceiling as it cracked and a wall crumbled down revealing a whole new area into a rather organic looking ship.

 

[Zardavorok]

After hearing Saverok’s conformation that they would indeed make the galaxy burn for what it had done to them Zardavorok roared raising a fist high to the sky even amongst the room shaking. “Su gha'!” Zardavorok shouted and soon all the other Gen’dai joined in their voices and stomping feet causing the room to shake. Fists pumped into the air as the Gen’dai chanted for war. This was the dawn of a new age. The name Gen’dai would once again be marked on galactic history, this time more than a single mercenary or a species that had been hunted to the point of near extinction. No the galaxy would learn to fear and pay them the respect that was deserved.

Arm still raised in the air Zardavorok reached over with his other arm gripping the base of his right arm and with a mighty yank the sound of muscles tearing filled the room quickly followed by the other Gen’dai doing similar things. All of them now held up amputated limbs proudly in the air before making their way to the stasis chambers that they had been contained in and sealing their arms. “I tiaggats xuia gu sha tana ft'usha'. Tha'a ut nu giaa'ansaa shas gha'ftft tia''u'a uia' th'iatagat. Bias ghush shut gha gu ha'a una.”

[member="Saverok"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Saverok watched his brethren cut off a limb on their bodies and putting them in back in stasis. The behemoth Gen'dai squinted at the sight pondering if such a theory could work. He had never thought of this before and was vast curious to see what would happen. Taking out a Vibro sword Saverok cut off his arm at the shoulder and threw it into the stasis chamber. With a groan he began to set the stasis up for his limb. All the while his new arm was growing back began to wonder the consequences of such actions. If ever someone would completely defeat him in battle and destroy every last piece of him, He would come back.

Could take days months or even years but he would come back. But at what cost?

" Hmm...Interesting" he muttered and walked toward the ship. " I know the perfect target to hit first... Muunilist. [member="TWIN"] im sending you Coordinates remember them well and seek them out as soon as you can."