Claiming The Crown Part 1

[Anara Valnor]

Anara trusted her tactics would have worked, but she never hot the chance to know for sure before they were blasting forward, following another ship. She had no idea who they were following, someone named Ryn, but it didn't matter either way. She took the co-pilots seat as Star took them to the planet, her focus on remaining safely in her seat while Gray hovered behind them. Had their reason for coming to the unknown planet been a happier one Anara would have laughed at Gray falling into Star's chest, but given the circumstances she didn't even notice.

Once they'd landed she was quick to exit the ship, right behind Gray. The death that permeated the air was nothing to her, especially with her past. Pulling her saber from her back pocket she moved away from the ship, her grip upon the metal cylinder tight. Reaching out through the Force she again touched upon her connection with James, her eyes darkening slowly as she attempted to let him know that they were on the planet.

We're here...We're coming...James hold on.

[member="Gray Raxis"]
[member="Rose Blade"]
[member="Stardust"]
[member="Ryn'Dhal"]
[member="James Justice"]

 

[James Justice]

James could feel the toxins flowing through his blood, roaring like a fiery liquid in his veins. His muscles spasmed, tensing and pulling against the chains that held him to the ceiling. His eyes bulged and bloodshot with agony as he stared upward. He couldn't breath, his chest muscles refused to obey the need for oxygen. Bright colors flashed before his eyes, mixed with horrors of James' past. The twisted bodies of brutally murdered victims flashed before his eyes. Their last moments, their pain, their haunting eyes, reeking of fear. Every life he ever took, every life he could never save all appeared before him, and James could feel his psychy splintering. He didn't know how much longer he could--

And it stopped suddenly. The venom in his body halted and James collapsed, suspended by his arms. Battered and sweating, he panted for life-giving air. Over it he could barely hear the sound of the voices.

"Sir, we have a security breech."

"How big?"

"Two ships have landed, four beings have broken into our facility."

We're here...

"I am sure you can handle it, Lieutenant."

"Yes, sir. Of course."

We're coming...

James' lips parted as a haunting, mad laugh. Blood, flecked with spittle, sailed from his mouth in a crimson bath. His wild brown eye locked on the officers who were looking at him, rightfully disturbed. Many times they had seen prisoners broken, but there was something unreal about this one.

"You are all dead," James said, his battered lips twisted in a mad smile. Blood tainted his ivory teeth as his husky voice chuckled, "Run. The Crimson Siren. She's coming for you."

James hold on.

[member="Rose Blade"]
[member="Gray Raxis"]
[member="Stardust"]
[member="Ryn'Dhal"]
[member="Anara Valnor"]

 

[Gray Raxis]

Gray advanced forward ahead of Anara and Star. He closed his eyes and focused on looking through the force to see what was ahead as he did. He saw no signs of any guards being left alive in the wake of Ryn'Dhal rampage crashing into them. He kept going quickly as he worked on finding signs of life. There was absolutely none to be found at all. He eventually opened up his eyes and frowned. He didn't like this because it meant the guards were going to be all over Ryn'Dhal as he ran through the facility slaughtering people.

Gray noticed an empty office a short ways into the prison and entered it. He got onto the terminal and found it was still left unlocked from when the action originally broke out. He put a hand up to the side of his helmet and said over the communication system, " Star, Anara. I found a layout of the facility. I think I have even found where they are holding James at. If yall come here we can all get it memorized quickly and then take the quickest route to him. The sooner we get him the sooner we can get him some help. Sound good?" He removed his hand as he looked over the layout and memorized it. He noticed some bacta needles. He picked them all up and put them into his ammo belt. He had some plans for them. He waited for Star and Anara to show up so they could get moving again.

[member="Stardust"] [member="Rose Blade"] [member="Ryn'Dhal"] [member="Anara Valnor"] [member="James Justice"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

Stardust felt no life...but death was all around...scorch marks bodies and screams echoed..mthe kitty was very mad..and probably would stop till James was found

Stardust followed gray close behind sabers not activated yet out and ready jut in case, she stopped as she saw a camera and promptly flipped the bird...nothing personal to the man behind it..


Roger that come anara"she said and hurried over to gray as she looked at the map"amazing ...."her eyes started flashing as she quickly memorized it all for future reference "there we go now let's move I feel time is of the essences
[member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Anara Valnor"] [member="James Justice"] [member="Rose Blade"] [member="Ryn'Dhal"]

 

[Anara Valnor]

Without a word she followed behind Star, her once amber orbs now black and void of life. Only death shown in her gaze. She stared at the facility's layout for a long moment before nodding minutely, her feet already leading her from the room and away from the others.

As much as they seemed to desire to stick together as a group, Anara wasn't exactly on board with that idea. Working with them wasn't the issue, it was her impatience to get to James. He was suffering and her fury was growing by the second. If they weren't careful then she'd tear the planet apart.

As she moved she did her best to restrain herself, allowing Star and Gray to keep up with her even as she led the way. Still they found no resistance, but Anara knew it was only a matter of time before they were confronted. As lifeless as the place seemed, it was merely a trick.

[member="Gray Raxis"]
[member="Rose Blade"]
[member="Stardust"]
[member="Ryn'Dhal"]
[member="James Justice"]

 

[Ryn'Dhal]

Much to Anara's dismay, it was so quiet for a reason. In the opposite direction of James' holding cell, a vast majority of the security forces were gathered. The core life support systems were being sieged. The silver bladed fury had also studied the map, but determined that threatening the lives of EVERY LAST member of the base's staff would draw almost every last ounce of resistance away from the rescue attempt.

"Hold him here! If he makes it past us here NONE of us will EVER see home again!!!" The commanding officer ordered. Then, his back would straighten, as a tangible air of dread fell upon him and his men.

"But Commander, what if you're never going to see home again anyways?" A cold voice, filled with malice and rage, drifted from the shadows.

The screams were heard echoing through the coms of soldiers throughout the installation.

Spoiler

I'll color my text next time I'm on my computer

[member="Anara Valnor"] [member="Stardust"] [member="Gray Raxis"][member="James Justice"]

 

[James Justice]

"Get him off the rack, we are moving," the interrogator ordered. "Now.."

"But, sir we were told to stay put--" objected one of the guards.

"Do you want to sit here and wait for this psychopath's friends to get here and kill us?" he demanded, "we are moving, and we are taking him as a hostage."

The guard considered the options for a moment and moved to obey. James' one working eye, clouded with blood and sweat stared at the interrogator with a savage look of delight. Delirium had taken over, his mind had cracked.

"You cannot escape the Crimson Siren, she will find you, no matter where you hide or how far you run, she will always be there right behind you," he rambled.

Two of the men took James by the arms and began half dragging-half escorting him down the hall. His broken feet scraped on the metal floor painfully, but he hardly noticed. Everything hurt. The four men, two guards, one interrogator, and the crazed crimelord began going down the hall. Two other guards from behind the door fell in along the growing mutiny party. Blood from James' feet left a thin, steady trail out the door and down the halls as they dragged him.

"You cannot escape," he shrieked as a sadistic laugh escaped his lips, "You will never escape!"

[member="Ryn'Dhal"]
[member="Anara Valnor"]
[member="Stardust"]
[member="Rose Blade"]
[member="Gray Raxis"]

 

[Anara Valnor]

With the entire facility thrown into chaos it made the trek to retrieve James rather easy. Anara had been hoping for something else entirely. Ah well, she'd get her pound of flesh in the end, of that she was certain.

Rounding a corner, [member="Stardust"] and [member="Gray Raxis"] following close behind her dead orbs zeroed in on the retreating forms of a group of six men. Held between the five others was James, her James. The rage she'd been holding in check by a mere thread tore loose and Anara screeched. Immediately the attention of the men holding James captive was caught and as they turned Anara was already approaching, her veins turning black beneath her pallid skin.

Blaster fire greeted her, but she deflected each blast with a sweep of her pink blade. As she moved closer to the band attempting to escape with what was hers the air began to grow heavy. Despite the heavy nature of the air surrounding them Anara's hair began to stir, a gentle breeze sweeping around her as power rolled off her in sickening waves.

Four of the men had stopped to fire shot after shot at her, as though that would stop her, but the two remaining men seemed to be arguing about what to do. One seemed intent to take James, but the other seemed to think his life was worth more than trying to steal James away. Smart man, but not smart enough.

Anara didn't give any of them a chance, save the last two. Star had asked her to spare the important ones so that she could glean their reason for taking James in the first place. She'd get her chance to tear them apart, mentally and physically when Star was done. She could wait.

Without wasting another moment she let go, allowing the full depravity of her soul be bared.

This time there was no music. No illusions. Anara was done playing games.

Lightning, as black as her eyes and the blood in her veins, sprang forth from her outstretched hand to strike the four guards. They shrieked in agony before collapsing, muscle spasms silencing them as Anara cooked them. Only when their bodies ceased to shake and one of the guards had exploded like an over cooked bit of meat did Anara relent. The stench of burning flesh filled the stagnant air, blood and bits of bone and flesh coated the hallway, but still the two remaining men sought to escape with what was rightfully hers.

Snarling she took ahold of both men and cast them away from James violently, no longer caring whether or not one of them survived for Star. Stepping through the gore, her boots crushing anything in her path, Anara was beside James in a matter of seconds.

"James," she breathed, hands that had moments before brought death now sweeping over him tenderly. Sweetly she brushed his sweat and blood matted hair from his face, ebony eyes holding his gaze. She smiled and leaned down to press a sweet kiss to his broken lips, his head cradled in her lap. "I was alone. I was tied. And you saved me. You set my heart on fire. You gave me life. Now you rise. Headed for the Sun.And I know I’m right behind you. Live like you feel. Reach for the unknown. And know my fire is always with you," she murmured against his lips as slowly the black began to recede from her gaze. The inky color of her veins vanished and her skin took on a healthier tone as the air within the gore stained hallway lightened.

Her focus was solely upon James, the souls within her still screaming for more blood.

"I love you [member="James Justice"]...don't leave me," she murmured further, eyes slipping closed as she held him close, Star and Gray forgotten.

[member="Ryn'Dhal"]

 

[Zaiden Dean]

DAYS AGO

Matreya received word a little late, but as always his men were tracking the information in and out of several interests he held. One such was James' company, the one that made the contract with Merr-Sonn a while back. Thus it was his men had pinged the message sent to his companions, and it took such a time because Valashu was still attempting to reign in control over a company that had effectively tripled in all ways.

"Sir," His assistant said as he finished reading, "What should we do?"

"I believe he will be OK, and yet, this is still unacceptable." He murmured in response.

"We have been tracking the receivers of this message, should you wish to join them."

"Ready the StealthX. I will be ready in one hour." Valashu said, and made to do so.


PRESENT

Valashu slowly tracked the others inside the compound, utterly shocked at the show of power exuded by the redhead. When she moved to show James her love, she would find an injector rolled towards her hip, seemingly from nowhere. The insides were a mix of Bacta, sedatives, and pain killers. Not enough to knock him unconscious, but to heal him and make him more himself when he woke.

Maintaining his Cloak behind a nearby corner, he smiled at the affection. He hadn't had that quite a time. He was glad he came to help his ally, even if he had arrived to late for the combat.

[member="Anara Valnor"] [member="James Justice"]

 

[Gray Raxis]

Gray could feel the chaos of emotions now sweeping over the people inside of the prison. It was almost overwhelming, but never could be with how much stronger Anara's emotion was. He could feel the rage bottling up inside of her, and didn't know how she was holding it back. When they saw the group of people with James, it became obvious how she was doing it. She suddenly took out the whole group and was on James immediately. Even if some of them were still alive, they were not in any condition to move let alone fight back.

As Anara cradled James, Gray come over and pulled out the bacta needles he had grabbed earlier. He knew he wasn't going to be able to move Anara off of James, so instead he ripped the ragged clothes off of James body. Gray pulled the cap off of the first needle and plunged it into James' injured shoulder. He then got the second needle and plunged it into the lower back of the man. He got the third and wanted to put it somewhere in the front of his torso, but she needed to move for him to do that. So he needed to wait for her to stop holding him like she was. The bacta would hopefully do its job in the other areas while he did wait.

[member="Anara Valnor"] [member="James Justice"] [member="Ryn'Dhal"] [member="Stardust"]

 

[Zaiden Dean]

Shrugging, as his own medication was ignored, Valashu walked towards the nearest men. Most were scorched, black marks covered clothing, armor, flesh and everything else. The more he examined, the more he was sure them all dead, but was surprised to find one man laying on his side. Breathing ragged, through a ruptured lung - Valashu recognized the wheeze easily.

Dropping his Cloak, Valashu knew he could be perceived as a new threat, but as soon as James came to, he would vouch for his alliance. As it was, the others focused on the wounded man, which he now had no room to aid in even if he wanted, so instead he did the next best thing.

"Sit up." Valashu growled, gripping the man by his throat to pull him upward, "That man, despite whatever you believed, has many powerful friends, and now you will see that one of them is quite into seeing you dead. The redhead? In case you didn't guess, if she sees you alive...

"Well, I fear for my own life for being in the way at that point." He said, then with a thought that was received by his Quiver, an arrow shot free, was snatched from the air and slammed so deftly through the other mans shoulder, it pinned him to the wall.

"Live one!" Valashu called, figuring it was better to get himself seen now, on the chance his stealth be perceived oddly.

[member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Anara Valnor"] [member="Stardust"] [member="James Justice"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

It was over quickly...however more guards would be coming to him as she sighed...she had let [member="Anara Valnor"] do her thing and could say the least....it amazed and actually frightened her..mostly amazed...she turned as anara got James and looked to [member="Gray Raxis"]"tie the two up and get ready for more I'm sure they'll be coming

She got onto her comms and spoke"all green fleet I repeat all green to exit hyperspace "she said as move to above the moon prison" as soon as you exit all targets above the moon are to be elimated"she said as the ships first two then ten before you know it the entire fleet was above the moon and started attacking the stunned fleet firing all guns

Stardust sighed as she turned to [member="James Justice"] and crouched "hey boss...they did you in good...but don't worry..whatever reason you were here we'll find out..and get revenge for you" she said and lightly oatted his shoulder looking to anara"let's get him out I'm having a drop ship get us out of here he needs immediate medical attention "she said as she stood and heard movement before turning to about four guards who were stunned by the sight" you've done your part... My turn

With that she turned as they raised their blaster and fired.. But not a single shot hit rather it was deflected back around them"I'm being merciful to the ones who hurt James "she said walking slowly" however you I WILL not have mercy on"she said and inhaled before exhaling a nice blue flame that engulfed the four in a screaming mass as they attempted to roll and put the flames out"still alive? Impressive "she said and picked them up and started slamming them repeatdly... Snap...squish...snap..crack before she threw them against a wall with a final crunch.." Let's moves she said as she started walking

[member="Ryn'Dhal"]

 

[James Justice]

The blood and gore began to fill his view as James collapsed on the ground, his broken feet unable to support his weight. His good eye landed face, down unable to watch the gory display. Colors and wild sparks danced before his eyes, the sounds of voices and things not there filled his ears. Voices cried out for death, his death, the death of many. The spacer tried to roll over, but his arms were too weak and he was too disoriented.

A beautiful face filled his view. The most beautiful face he had ever seen. It took his dazed eye a moment to process her features, her crimson hair. The injuries to his head were still fresh and the pain across his body was intensive. But his cruelly injured lips gave a soft smile, his good eye lit up with joy "Anara. You came for me."

"I love you James Justice...don't leave me."

"I'm here, Anara," he murmured, slipping into semi-consciousness' ether as the needles began to prick and pervade his body. He was in good hands, with the allies around him. He would survive, he would be safe, even in the middle of this warzone, he was safe, he knew he was.....

[member="Anara Valnor"]
[member="Stardust"]
[member="Matreya"]
[member="Gray Raxis"]

((Writing up part two for all who are interested, feel free to wrap this up pretty tight and lets call it Christmas!))

 

[Ryn'Dhal]

On the near complete opposite end of the station, the war still waged at a fevered pitch. Screams of pain, death rattles, and the sick, wet slaps of severed flesh meeting durasteel. Dark, sinister laughter echoed down the corridors as the remaining guards fled, leaping over their own fallen.

One soldier toggled his com-unit, static cracking over a corresponding com-unit near the others. A voice came over, terror evident in the voice, "Warden! This is Sergeant Val'nov of Sector 12! Life support command is compromised! We're being slaughtered!!! I need rein-" his pleasing was interrupted by sinister laughter. ".... Oh god, its here! We are all going to die!!!" The terrified soldier screamed. The sound of a Lightsaber igniting could be heard, followed by the death cry of the soldier.

After a few tense moments of silence, the static crackled again, followed by a cold, cooling voice. "There will be no mercy, for swine...." World be all that was snarled over the line, before a short piercing squeal as the transmitting device was destroyed.

[member="James Justice"] | [member="Stardust"] | [member="Matreya"] | [member="Gray Raxis"] | [member="Anara Valnor"]

 

[Zaiden Dean]

Realizing that the man would potentially be a vital assistant in the retrieval of information, Valashu jerked the man forward against the aft of his arrow. Then, gripping the portion available behind him, he jerked it free of the wall. Pulling him to his feet, Valashu then gripped his throat once more, "Arm behind your back. Now." The man struggled to do as was commanded, only to have his arm snapped at the elbow, thus slamming the open palm directly against his shoulder blade. The arrow head easily pierced the open palm, connecting the now dangling appendage, in a cruel almost gift bow sort of fashion.

Flipping his hood into place, Valashu hid his face, all but the lowest section of his jaw. Pushing the wounded, beaten, and scorched, man ahead of himself, he stopped before James and the Redhead. Hardly an action required, Val tapped the side of the mans ankle, gripping the same side by the protective armor so he didn't simply crumble. Slowly the man would lower to his knees, his balance thrown and thus couldn't help it. He wept, begging for forgiveness, and prayed to gods that likely wouldn't offer protection.

"None of you know me," Valashu said, his eyes on the Redhead, "But he does." He gestured to James, "He's a good man, and for no reason deserved this."

He paused a moment then continued, "I will be helping to solve this crisis, and bring any - no, all of the men related to this to punishment." He said solemnly, "This man, I offer to you for judgement. I believe he may know something, but if you deem fit, kill him in whatever fashion suits you."

At this, he gripped the broken arm so elogantly stapled to the adjoined shoulder blade, twisting twice. Instantaneous snaps emanated in swift succession, releasing an anguished shout so loud it reverberated for a long moment.

Though Valashu would never consider himself of the Darkside, nor could he, his life had been as an assassin of the highest caliber. With certain contracts came requisites of severe pain: Valashu knew hundreds of the harshest manners to bring about unspeakable pains. In the actions, he had severed tendons, broken bones to brittle fragments, which then jabbed them into strong nerve endings. Not to mention the presence he was emanating, Crucitorn, which doubled the pain already felt.

Whether the Redhead wanted the mans immediate death, the waste of flesh would wish it wholeheartedly.

[member="Anara Valnor"] [member="Stardust"] [member="Gray Raxis"] [member="James Justice"]