Episode IV: No Hope

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Jentara Vel"] |

"It was always our plan for one of us to infiltrate the One Sith. It furthered the goals that you set for us both, Master." Ayra rubbed her stomach. Pandeima had spoken in great length of conceiving a child that was strong in the Force, one that would allow for her to take over the galaxy. The prophecy of the Sith'ari was said to have been completed by the rise of Darth Bane, but such stories were left to perception, of which her Sith Master obviously did not share with historians.

"You and I both know that if we had stood side by side and fought against the One Sith, then we would have been killed. You were the one who taught me about love and how I should use it to fuel myself and what I do. I love you and the work that we have been doing together since I was fifteen. If we both died, then everything you and I ever done in our lives would have been undone by the One Sith. I couldn't allow that to happen."

"I struck you down because I loved you. Can't you see that?"

 

[Onrai]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

"I would have returned, and I would have brought you back to the realm of the living with my power. I would then have shared with you the secrets of immortality, so it would not happen again - adapting you as I always have." She sighed. "I know you love me, and that you did what you felt was best for our goals. I also know you didn't expect that this would be used as an opportunity to kill me. But that was still a mistake... one we'll be rectifying as we proceed with our plans here."

She smiled. "Think of it, Alicia. They will have the universe at their fingertips. Perhaps you may use them as a host for the essence of the Dark Lord, gaining his favor and allowing him to corrupt all things. But we must begin the ritual now - that is your punishment."

 

[Owain]

-SPACESHIP!-
[member="Felicity Mason"]

He jumped out of his seat at the girl's hiss of pain, striding over to her to hold her up. "Songbird! What's wrong?" he asked, hands already running over to check for injuries. She didn't seem to be stumbling or bleeding...a wave of fatigue? She certainly hadn't been electrocuted...

 

[Felicity Mason]

-More Space-
[member="Owain"]

Her hand was at her head. Someone- no, Owain was holding her up. Thank the force. This one had been a real doozy. She probably would have ended up on the floor. With his support, she was able to hold herself up with shaking legs. Great. How was she going to explain this?

"Hurts," she managed, "Saw... too much."

She tried to shake her head, force the pain away. No good. It just hurt more. She was trembling, she just realized. This vision hit her hard.

 

[Owain]

Spaceshipspaceshipspaceship!
[member="Felicity Mason"]

Saw? What did she - oh, space wizard thing. "Come on," Owain grunted, helping the girl towards the cabins. "You'll feel better after you lie down." A glass of water would also help, but he didn't know if there was any on board.

 

[Felicity Mason]

-Space-
[member="Owain"]

He wasn't afraid of her, at least. Weird things always happened around space wiza- force users. It made people nervous. A lot of people. She knew Owain was no exception, but he cared for her, didn't he? He wasn't going to leave her because of something she just couldn't control. ...Right?

Right. She walked with him towards the cabins, dizzy and confused. Was what she saw an event to come, or one that had already happened? She could never tell the difference. Sometimes by the time she saw it, it was too late, but every once in a while, she could do something about it. If only it had been more clear.

"We have to tell someone," she mumbled, laying down on the mattress, "I have to warn..."

Warn who? She didn't even know where it was going to happen! If she walked into the Protectorate Council chambers and demanded their attention, what would she even say? 'I saw something happen somewhere. I can't tell you where, or what, but it was bad. I think.' She'd be laughed at and thrown out immediately. Nobody would listen.

"I hate this, Owain. You're so lucky."

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Location: Mandalore; Keldabe city--- Oyu'baat Cantina
Allies: [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Gilamar Skirata"] [member="Davin Skirata"] [member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Preliat Mantis"]
Objective; Find everyone, get these people in gear already!


This was not right, and Zandra didn't care. Dead people rising apparently? What was so special about this little snowflake that said he got to rise from the kriffing dead, while Zandras son, daughter, and husband all vanished? It wasn't fair! For just that reason, she wanted to pull out her own blaster and put him back down where he belonged. No zombies today.

But although her fingers did twitch over the holster, she made no move to follow her intense murderous urges. Would it help Calico and the kids? No. Would it make her feel better? Oh hell yes. But it would also probably get her shot too, and then she really could do nothing to help anyone.

"Come on," she growled in frustration, "Deal with the dead later! We got livin' to find!"

 

[Uri Aureleos]

Location: ALDERAAN


Uri stood close to where he believed to be the rift. The Republic already established their hold on the planet and he stayed behind for this reason to watch for any other jedi to come out. It wasn't like him to sit by and he fought himself as to wether he should enter or not. He had to. As a Jedi, he couldn't let others lose their life just because he wanted to keep his own. What is his life compared to millions? He didn't wish to disobey his master so he didn't plan to ask. He pulled the communicator out of his pocket then put it next to his mouth, "This is Padawan Uri Aureleos. May the force be with you all... I am sorry, Master Corvus."

He turned the communicator off and tossed it aside. He didn't expect it to be of any use inside that hell. He walked way from the rift at first heading to a near by apartment. Inside it he grabbed a bed sheet and a broom breaking the head off of handle. He placed it on his back using the sheet to hold the broom handle in place. Out of pure luck he also found the remains of a security droid ( http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Prowler_1000_exploration_droid). He didn't have any knowledge of droids but the optical lenses would come in handy for his mission. He tinkered with it for a bit then finally found a way to reboot it. Uri smiled as it sprung back to life, "Hey, little guy. Can you still record?"

It buzzed then whistled turning on one of it's featured then showed A smaller holigram version of Uri, "Can you still record?" it repeated on a loop. Uri gave the droid a thumbs up the laughed lightly. He suddenly felt that a rescue was more do able. "Alright then. Our objective will be to save as many as we can."

On his way out of the apartment, he found the body of a dead Mon Cal close to the opening of the rift. He was someone Uri had never seen before. His hand wrapped around a lightsaber held to his chest. An obvious suicide. Uri pulled the saber from what he learned to be a cybernetic hand. Out of curiousity, Uri ignited the lightsaber surprised at it's red hue. Why would a sith take his own life? Still uri cut a piece from the bed sheet using the sith saber and drapped the severed piece over the Mon Cal's face.

Uri didn't dwell on the sith's death for too long or more so he couldn't. he heard movement behind him as he was suddenly ambushed by a Yuuzhan Vong. Uri swiped with the sith's blade however he had never used a curved hilt saber before. The saber would be best in the hand of his friend Elizie rather than his own. He clipped the Yuuzhan Vong's staff then hit the ground as the monster knocked him over. Uri clinched his chest. The sith saber still in his hand as he looked over to the rift.

"Follow me! Come on," Uri called to the security droid. He kicked the knee of the Yuuzhan Vong. The moment gave Uri enough time to get up and run through the portal to the other side.

LEFT ALDERAAN AND ENTERED THE NETHERWORLD


[member="Corvus Raaf"] @Other Pubs with a Com

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

The woman stared at the ground with her eyes closed and leaning against the wall behind her. "This place is nice... shame i never got to come here." She rubbed her neck and was about to push off from the wall when she opened her eyes to see someone staring at her. With a slow motion she gripped the pole and held it out infront of her, waiting for this girl to do something as she stood there. "Can i help you?"

 

[Neyana]

She just simply stares back at [member="The Ferrymen of the River"]. Thoughts and questions fill her mind. Her first thought of was Alex, seeing hoe the woman just looks like her, but with black hair. "Alex..?" She stated, and started to walk abit closer to her. "...Did you dye your hair too? ... Also, why are you here?"

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

"Another looking for Alex, who is it this ime that wants to find my daughter in the land of undeath and pain?" She looked closely at this woman, the girl looking similar to alex and seemed to know her. Hold was her daughter again... she couldn't even remember for that moment. But there was a second option. "What is your name." She stared, questioning herself on something concerning how close this girl looked to Alexandra.

 

[Neyana]

Nicole calmly tilted her head, and softly blinked. "Daughter?...." She couldn't help but question it. She slowly started to look around, truly, lost in thought at this matter. She looked back at [member="The Ferrymen of the River"] and would go to answer her question, but asks another one. "I'm..Nicole. ...Why.. do i have this odd and strange feeling?"

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

Woman did and said nothing before simply falling to her knees and looking at Nicole far more closely. "I... Nicole..." She smiled and was going to reach out to touch her daughter but paused, her pain even more evident now as she started to cry. She knew if she touched her daughter the girl would be transported to the Netherworld, to the land of the dead that so many were trapped in now and she couldn't do that. "Nicole... Its me, maria. Your mother."

 

[Neyana]

She just stood there, slightly stunned. Her Mother wasn't dead, but alive somehow on Voss. "Y-Your alive?! E-Everyone said you were dead..." After she had spoken, she would without a doubt, run over and would try to give her a hug. When she got close enough, she would say a soft whisper. "M-Mommy... I-I missed you.."

[member="The Ferrymen of the River"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

"No nicole, no don't tou-" It was to late, teh moment Nicole's arms would close around her she would start to fade infront of Maria's sight. "No Nicole listen, don't worry about what you see, ill be ri-" With that Nicole would fade off and arrive in whisperstorm. Back on Voss Maria started to cry and focused on using the rift inside herself to follow her daughter into the Netherworld, she would not let her daughter be trapped there alone.

 

[Neyana]

[member="The Ferrymen of the River"]

She blinked, not truly understanding what she had ment, but soon, she saw the world around her fade away, including her mother.


->>>> VOSS -----> WHISPERSTORM(Netherworld) <<<<-

 

[Gilamar Skirata]

[member="Zandra Tal'verda"] [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Nolan Detta"] [member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Kad Kando"] [member="Strider Garon"]
Location: Mandalore
Objective: Not get shot; Figure this out

Could he say he was really dead for five years? It wouldn't make any sense and he had to admit that his timing was...terrible. He looked to Anastasia then back to Strider. Explain five years in under a minute? He chuckled at the notion but Zandra's words struck home. What had become of the rest of the Galaxy? Of their families? That took priority.

"Strider, we don't have time for this nonsense. Whether you think I'm me or not isn't importnat right now. Zandra's right we need to figure out what happened. Where's Azrael? Do we still have contact with the other holds?"

 

[Preliat Mantis]

Location: Mandalore
Objective: Inquire about Gilamar, discover truth.
[member="Gilamar Skirata"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Anastasia Rade"] @Other Mandos couldn't remember who to tag


"Some, but not all. The lack of personal means that a lot of them need to be revisited. Azrael has yet to make an appearance, from my understanding."


Preliat's eyes fell harshly on Gilamar.


"You will answer our questions, Gilamar. Or you will find yourself dead once more. I am weary of your presence."

 

[Gilamar Skirata]

[member="Strider Garon"] [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Kad Kando"] [member="Zandra Tal'verda"]
He nodded gravely to Preliat. He knew he would try, and probably could kill him even alone.

"After my battle with Ordo I thought, like many of you, that I was dead. Someone, I know not who, took me from that place and replaced the corpse with another, a clone of myself. I can only assume that more clones were sacrificed to bring me back, but I can't say. I've been asleep for five years in a kolcta tank and have only recently been released by an associate of the woman who took me. I wish I could give you a more definitive story of how I am walking and talking with you, but I just don't have those answers."

 

[Strider Garon]

Location: Mandalore; Keldabe city--- Oyu'baat Cantina
Allies: [member="Gilamar Skirata"] [member="Zandra Tal'verda"] [member="Davin Skirata"] [member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Preliat Mantis"]
Objective; Regroup, secure Mandalore, investigate.

Strider sighed at the current situation with the 'not-Gil'. "The imposter is correct about one thing" The old man would hiss "We do not have time for this. We need to find answers on what is happening to us and above all we need to prep for our security here and abroad." He informed those around him. Strider would then move closer to the 'not-Gil'. " I have no way of disproving your story and nor do I have the time to make it a priority. If you are truly my Vod then you will not dare stand in our way in this current crisis and would be of actual aid. Since I do not trust you with command you will be in direct supervision of either Me or Prelait with the absolute understanding that we get any wiff of funny business you will be dead and the two of us are very capable of making sure such is permanent"

He twisted about to face the rest " Military personal to your stations! the rest of ya form search parties. Grid to grid search of all cities and towns to gather any intel of what happen cannot go un done. As of right now I am taking command for there has been no word of our Mand'alor. This is my will, Get it done" His orders were not just broadcasted to those in the current bar but were broadcasted over Holocoms VIA his helmet.