From Dusk Till Dawn [Open. Zeltros Strip Attack]

[Dredge]

Planet: Zeltros
Location: Zeltros Strip Sewers
Time: 23:00 Planet's dark side
Objective: Kill them all

"My lord, we are ready."

"The ghouls are in the cages, we haven't fed them in days as you've instructed."

"The men, they could use a few words. We haven't done something like this in years. We just need some encourag-" The voice of the Yuuzhan Vong warrior was quickly cut off by an iron hand that wrapped around their throat.

With a squeeze and a snap of flesh and bone the crab armored warrior lay limp suspended in the air by a single arm. An arm attached to a very unforgiving body, one that tolerated no weakness, one that only wanted results or or be punished by death. But it wasn't quite over for the dead warrior, the arm began to slam the dead warrior's head against the wall until black blood and other bits splattered across sewer walls.

Dredge, at least the Mirrorverse version of the man was not one to be trifled with. The biggest rule the man had was when approaching him, do not look like food. And that's exactly what the Yuuzhan Vong warrior looked like when he asked for words of encouragement, food. Lifting the splattered body up to the warlord's mouth sick crunching sounds could be heard from down the sewer before he threw the body aside.

"Here are your word's of encouragement. Fail me, and I bash your brains in and eat what comes out." The man said with a sick blood stained grin.

The Graug and Yuuzhan Vong that surrounded the Warlord simply nodded and began to step back from the man as he lead the way towards a flow hub that opened up. Dredge was a simple man, all he wanted to do was burn it all to the ground. But in order to do that you needed ships, and in order to get ships you needed money. So what was a place where you could accomplish both? The Zeltros strip that was lined with miles and miles of casinos that made millions and were filled with innocent people just looking to have a good time. It was the best of both worlds really, death and money.

There would be no ceremonious speech, no talk of glory and death, no that Dredge was dead and never coming back. There was only focus and deadly precision. So above ground on the packed street full of civilians walking to and from hotels and casinos there was a moment where the noise was simply sucked out of everything and the street exploded into a twenty meter hole sending dozens of people to their deaths in the blink of an eye.

Screams and aches of pain mixed with loss were let out by people who ran every which way some moved to help the wounded, others ran off to find shelter. But help would not come to those in need, only the sound of war cries and blood lust.

Dredge was the first to step out of the crater he created, the first to step into the bright lights of the strip where he looked down to see a young Zeltron struggling to free his leg from broken rubble. Dredge looked down at the man as Yuuzhan Vong and Graug came flooding out of the entry way behind him.

"Please! No! You don't have to do this!!" The man pleaded as he tried to free himself.

"No. I don't." Dredge said as he lifted his sword.

"I just enjoy it." There was a scream as the sword came down and a stream of blood splashed against Dredge's helmet.

The strip would burn tonight.

 

[Dredge]

Dredge rolled his neck and shrugged his shoulders, finally he was free from the shadows and pain of being kept in the sewers of the capital. He was no longer going to be a nobody, he would be someone in this dimension and he loved every moment of causing people to feel the pain he did. He wanted them to feel the anger, the loss, the bone and soul crushing sorrow.

So as crowds of people began to run away from the monster, Dredge raised his hand and pointed his finger at them. Flurries of blaster fire, razor bugs, and slugs erupted from the death squads of Vong and Graug. Innocent tourists and locals were being cut down left and right as Dredge advanced down the strip, stepping over mounds of bodies and rubble.

"Yes, yes yes yes! Feel my pain!!" The monster yelled as he began to gather in power.

The twin dark side Nexus in his armor and sword began to spread the taint of the dark side of the force throughout the area, sucking in and feeding off every little negative emotion, off of every ounce of fear all of which was channeling into the monster's body preparing for the destruction of whatever he chose.

 

[Dredge]

Dredge was lost in it all, the bloodshed, the power, all the raw destructive waves of darkness that washed off Krag's armor and sword. With the power of those Nexus fueling him he built up all the raw energy his body could hold until blood poured out his nose and corners of his eye like a cup that had far too much liquid in it. And of course there was only one thing you could do with all that raw untrained power, one thing and one thing only. Smash.

"DIE!!!"

Dredge roared and pounded his fists against the pavement of the strip, his blow of raw unfiltered darkside aimed at hotel and casino known as the "Golden Goose" that was filled with innocents trying to hide from the storm of death that was Dredge and his men. The shockwaves from the force echoed out and began to crack support beams, duracrete, everything that was holding up the tower from the ground floor.

"DIE DIE DIE!!!" Dredge screamed over and over as he unleashed shockwave after shockwave on the buildings support system until it was too late.

There was a snap and a groan and soon the building began to collapse in on itself like a controlled demolition. Screams of those trapped inside sounded for only a moment before they were silenced by the deafening sound of metal and stone collapsing atop them. A thick cloud of dust billowed out from the downed building covering the strip in a thick cloud.

"BRING ME THE CREDITS!! KILL ALL YOU CROSS!!" Dredge said as he spat his own black blood onto the streets of Zeltros.

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

Zamza had been in a hotel room in one of the hotels on the strip. For the first time in a long time he had not been forced to live in some defunct building, or in a shabby hotel on a cesspit planet. The bed was soft and as he laid on it Zamza relaxed for the first time in what felt like decades. On his chest sat a simple blaster pistol, and propped against his window a blaster rifle meant for him to keep his eye out for any bounty hunters that had decided to chase him to this planet as well. Closing his black pupil-less eyes Zamza began to let sleep take him till he jerked awake to an explosion that he felt even in his room. Outside screams and sirens blared alerting him to something being wrong. ARE YOU SERIOUS?! Zamza thought as he bolted upright and rolled out of his bed just in case the explosions were meant to draw him out.

After a solid three seconds of no blaster fire penetrating his room Zamza rose and rushed to the window, and what he saw when he looked out was something he had only heard tales of. He had spent all his life in the unknown regions till recently so the creatures pouring out the hole in the center of the street were foreign to him. He had no clue what they were, till he noticed their appearances. Stories had always been told of the horrific beings known as the Vong. Though he had never believed them. Not till now at least. Picking up the blaster rifle Zamza sited the beings firing one, two, three shots. Each shot penetrated the skull of one of the creatures. There were to many for him to kill, he knew it. The least he could do was buy others time to escape them.

Years of practice came back to Zamza as he emptied his mind of all worries and shouldered the rifle. For the next few minutes he continued to pick off whatever creatures that had been closing in on the citizens of the planet. However feeling the sudden shaking of the earth Zamza thought there had been an earthquake, however instead a tower near where the creatures poured from began to fall. "Impossible." Zamza whispered as he saw the tower crumble in on itself the dust from the rubble filling the street.

[member="Dredge"]

 

[Dredge]

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

The cloud of dust blanketed the strip and began to cause mass confusion for the civilians running every which way trying to flee, however for the graug and Yuuzhan Vong it was just hunting and shooting fish in a barrel. But of course the do gooders would soon start to show their ugly heads and of course from a bird eye view of a building they could start to pick off members of crew from up top when they reached the fringes of the dust cloud. They needed to be dealt with, they needed to be removed from the equation.

With his eyes averting up to the window Dredge walked through the crowds of both Vong and civilians, each one he crossed of course killing them brutally. This continued until the figure stepped out of the dust cloud to look up at the man who was firing at his men. If it wasn't obvious the mountain of armor was in charge here and he wanted nothing more than to see the destruction of everything here. But of course they did come here for credits as well.

So with some death squads of Yuuzhan Vong and Graug running into the casinos they began to pillage and kill everyone and everything they came across. But to Dredge this was more than money, this was a message that all worlds would burn, that he would kill and maim all who opposed him.

"I WILL SKIN YOU AND WEAR YOU AS A SUIT!!" Dredge said as he extended both his hands towards the sniper.

With a focus around the section of building he was in the Warlord began to crush the room and stone from the outside, he was going to make him suffer for his arrogance and when this was over he would know his name was Dredge.

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

[member="Dredge"]

As the cloud of dust began to spread even further across the street Zamza found his view to be clouded, and near impossible to spot the enemy from the ones he was trying to help. Everything had became a mass of shadows that moved amidst the dust, and he was not willing to risk an innocents life for taking a few more potshots at the Vong that flooded the streets. Zamza had even been about to put away the rifle and rush out the building to go help what civilians he could, or at least set up a position for them to fall back to and hold the Vong off as long as he could. Anything to buy the citizens just a few more minutes of safety or for anyone else to arrive and save them.

At least that's what Zamza had been planning till he saw a large being exit the clouds and Zamza had the weirdest feeling that he was the target of that death glare. Holding back his fear he couldn't help but notice he felt his hands were sweaty. Wear me?! Zamza thought to himself as he saw the being reach up towards him. "Just what is wrong with this galaxy!" Zamza growled as he raised his rifle ready to take a shot at the creature till he felt the building shake.

Feeling the floor beneath him begin to crumble and the sound of metal screeching Zamza's eyes widened. What is this sorcery?! Zamza though to himself as the room began to close in threatening to engulf him. Without a second thought he leap through the window and fell through the sky at an extreme speed. Air whipped past him as he threw his rifle at the being as though it were a spear and yanking out his pistol he waited till the rifle was near the hulking being to fire at the gas cannister in the rifle causing it to explode in the mans face.

[member="Dredge"]

 

[Hacker]

[member="Dredge"] [member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

Meanwhile in another casino...

Screams and the sounds of feet running filled the air. Along with the cachings and whirs that were there before. Hacker didn't mind any of the former. He was having fun; hunched over in front of a video Sabbacc screen. The seat was a little to small for someone of his stature. A card exchanged for a new one as he requested, hitting twenty three the screen flashed and happiness filled his little world. For about a second before his head was plunged through the screen. Hacker's body went limp and his Graug attacker moved on to chase after the fleeing game.

"That was very rude sir. And you owe me a hundred credits cause I just won that hand. But you broke the game with my face. So pay up or I'll be forced to call the manager"! Hacker pulled himself out of the busted machine. His helmets visor was still intact so there was no tell that he was quite angry. The assailant turned around, yelling something unintelligible back at him. "Fighting words eh? Well bring it you mass of ugly". Not like they were asking for it, but he was. Taking to his feet Hacker readied for a punch fest.

Hacker was intimidatingly large. Still larger than his foe, a hundred plus pounds more of pure muscle to boot. It seemed he was in peak physical condition. That was true as his race was very long lived and didn't degenerate much until the end. Except of course for his mind. Hacker was over four-thousand years old and crazy as a cabbage given sentience. The Graug didn't back down. Charging with a big fist drawn back to knock him silly again.

Hacker reached to his busted machine. One hand grabbing the top and another steadying on the lower edge. A mighty yank sheared the bolts from the base attaching it to the floor. A mighty weapon to even unbalance the odds further. It was a little unwieldly but worked. Hacker brought it up and over his shoulder to crash down on the Graug's head. Crushing it with a mighty squish of fury. The body crumpled to the floor and Hacker let the machine fall to the wayside.

You do not mess with a Gen'dai this crazy.

The rest of the attackers certainly heard their little fight and were now rushing towards him. The other Graug wanted a piece of the guy who just crushed their comrade. A worthy opponent and glory to any who killed him. The Vong were staying a bit further away, content to wait or throw stuff. "That settles it. Pillow fight"!

 

[Dredge]

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"] [member="Hacker"]

If the man was looking to blow Dredge's face off he was a bit late to the party on that one. The rifle exploded in a puff of blue plasma and metal causing there to be a rather large cloud of smoke around the Warlord's upper torso. But the man was still standing, rather than falling back or dodging the warlord just stood there and took the explosion.

When the smoke cleared a few trickles of black blood flowed down the Vong's face from pieces of metal that found their way into the open slots of the helmet, now it indeed hurt Dredge to some amount but the armor of the former Sith Lord held firm and he wanted nothing more than to end the man who dare defy him. So when gravity did its job and brought the man to the ground, Dredge simply stared at him and narrowed his one red glowing eye beneath his helm of darkness.

"I take that back." Dredge said with a pause.

"I'm going to remove your organs and hang you with them, then I'm going to find everything you love and kill them." Dredge said as he began to step forward towards the man making no attempt to attack him yet.

Elsewhere on the casino strip there Vong and Graug Warriors were doing what they did best. Storming casinos and killing all that crossed them, bodies began to pile up as Dredge unleashed his fury upon this world. Graug technicians began to hook up datapads stealing large sums of credits via slicing or holding the manager hostage before killing them, that's what this was about in the end, money. You needed credits to kill more people, blasters didn't power themselves, ships cost money, so in order to see more dead before his feet he required such resources.

Even with the Gen'dai distracting one of the graug teams there were still dozens more on the strip all stealing, killing, and maiming. It was all just a part of the plan. But one thing was certain was that it was far from over.

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

[member="Dredge"]

Watching the rifle explode in the creatures face Zamza let a smug grin touch his lips as he landed in a crouch before the creature. If it wasn't for the bones of his species being much harder to break then a humans Zamza was sure he would've broken a few bones in his legs from the fall, and with the force empowering his body he wasn't injured in the least. However as the cloud of blue gas began to disperse he winced finally able to see the creatures face and how hidious it was. IT was obvious that the portion of his head that was missing wasn't due to Zamza, it actually looked quite old. Just what is this thing? Zamza thought as he looked at the horrific being, something like this went beyond the horrors of the stories told about Vong. This was a being out of peoples worst nightmares and Zamza was here facing him.

The creature towered over Zamza where height was involved and was absolutely massive in size its armor giving it an even more imposing aura. If it wasn't for being trained for all his life as a Ghost Commando Zamza was sure he'd be running for the hills, however there was nothing he feared. Not even death when it came for him. However listening to the man's words he couldn't help but flinch and think that the creature actually meant to do it. "We'll see about that." Zamza said straightening and rising to his full height. Drawing the force into himself Zamza prepared himself to use Run'War to its fullest capabilities as he'd need it to survive this encounter. Even then he knew winning was a chance that was near zero.

Due to Run'war not having a true opening stance and being completely different from user to user Zamza doubted the creature before him knew what was coming. So without any warning he dashed forward pushing off his back foot to close the distance between the two and striking out with a open palm strike at the creatures chest. The armor would be to think for Zamza to punch through or break so instead he'd let the kinetic force from his blows do the job. Following the first strike if it landed Zamza would jump up and lash out with a empowered kick to the creatures jaw while his second left leg would lash out with one more kick at its chest to put distance between the two.

 

[Dredge]

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

Dredge didn't move, he didn't bat an eye when the first blow came at him. The kinetic blow struck the armor and it felt like he was being hit by an Olympic boxer in the dead center of the chest. But there wasn't a single grunt, nor sound of pain, there was nothing. The second blow landed against his helmet and caused his head to spin in the other direction. And once the third came it landed against his chest causing him to slide back a few feet. The monster just stood there after all that punishment, his head turned still from the blow he had received.

"Tell me, when I gut you would you prefer a horizontal or vertical incision?" The monster said as it turned its head back to face the man, bones cracking and popping as he did so.

"I'm going to enjoy this." Dredge said as he began to step forward uncaring of what had just transpired.

in his free hand he lifted it to his side and flames ignited in it causing fire to engulf his own arm. The man then raised it towards his opponent and unleashed a wave of flames as if a flame thrower had opened up on the man. Noting but pure white hot flames shot forth as the darkside coursed through his body spreading its unholy taint across the strip.

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

[member="Dredge"]

Landing in a crouch Zamza thought he had ended the fight in the first move as he saw the creatures head turn in the opposite direction. However as it came back around and the sickening pops filled the air he realized just how wrong he was. The creature hadn't even seemed to be effected, and looked as though the attacks he had just received were commonplace to him. "You can try whatever you want... Handsome." Zamza said with a scoff. He was nowhere near as confident as the show he was putting on but he kept his body and mind calm. The least he could do was make sure the creature didn't see him break down as that would be a sign that it was winning. "Do you really enjoy this?" Zamza asked motioning to the chaos going on around them. "Is this what you really want and take pleasure in? The deaths of innocents?!" Zamza asked as he prepared to move in and attack again.

Before he could move though the flames coated the creatures arm and shot towards Zamza. What?! His mind shouted as he flipped to the right barely dodging the flames as they scorched the ground where Zamza had just been. He could still feel the flames from where he now stood and knew that if he had still been standing there he would've been dead on contact. More powers that he had never seen. How can I beat that? Zamza asked himself as he flung himself through the air tumbling through it and channeling the force into his left leg to bring it down in a kick right on top of the creatures head. If the attack succeeded Zamza would use the momentum to carry him over the hulking being and land in a crouch on the other side of him where he would last out with a kick at the back of the creatures knee bringing the other leg around for a kick at the base of its neck.

 

[Dredge]

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

"It's quite entertaining really." Dredge responded back as the man jumped wildly through the air.

"But what I enjoy most, is you." Dredge said as he stepped back and ceased spewing flames.

The first attack came and rather then striking his head the man wouldn't have to dodge, he'd simply have to move slightly so that when the blow came down it would land on the spiked shoulder guards that were sharp enough to impale small aliens on. So whether or not the man's leg would be injured from striking it was all dependent upon if he had some killer footwear going on.

"I enjoy the little hopeless emotions your face makes, knowing that you weren't strong enough to save them. That you couldn't stop me." The kick to the knee came and Dredge buckled from it and laughed as he was brought to a single knee.

The next kick came and it wouldn't connect, armored and spiked shoulder guards made sure to protect that area so using hand to hand against an armored opponent with spikes across them wasn't really a sound strategy, at all really.

But Dredge simply rose up from the ground like a serpent rising to snap up its prey, he looked down at the young man and his fangs flashed from beneath his mask. He wasn't going to kill this man, at least not yet. Oh no he was going to break him before giving them the pleasure of death.

"Let's play a game." Dredge let out a loud whistle and soon figures started to move through the smoke from one of the casinos.

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

[member="Dredge"]

Zamza's legs were indeed cut up from his encounter with the Vongs armor. If it hadn't been for the slight shifts in his posture he was sure his wounds would've been much worse. Both legs were covered in blood and the boots he wore were in tatters due to the armor. Even Zamza's pants legs had been torn and through them one could see long scars going up Zamza's legs where the armor had cut him. Blood flowed from the wounds some into what remained of his boots and others onto the ground. Zamza felt what he could assume was only rage trying to fight its way into his mind. It screamed at him to kill the creature even if in a desperate suicide maneuver. However Zamza had no intentions of giving into his rage just yet, doing so would do nothing but give the creature what he wanted more.

"To think that someone that has such power and numbers would take joy in the torture and destruction of others. Only the unnatural hate everything. The unnatural and the unloved..." Zamza said beginning to move in a slow circle around the creature while keeping his ears perked up for any possible attacks from his soldiers. Zamza was about to go in for another round of attacks now that he was sure just how thick and strong the abominations armor was. Just before he did though he noticed the shadows moving through the clouds of dust and among the rubble. It was slightly concerning and held him off. "Why would you do this? What have you to gain?"

 

[Dredge]

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

"Oh you have no idea." Dredge said in response to all of what the man had said.

Sounds of screams radiated from all around the strip as the Graug and Yuuzhan Vong were going to work. They were in the business of killing and raising, and as they say business was good. Whatever was going on beyond the dust it certainly wasn't good and plenty of innocent people were being killed from it. Death filled the air and Dredge simply paused soaking it all in and letting out a pleasurable sigh and groan from the feeling, the sheer taint of the darkside that the boy would be able to feel.

"Ah yes, game. Let's play." Dredge lifted his hand and a gust of wind billowed out from the force and drove the dust enough to reveal what it was concealing.

Placed on their knees in a row were five random folks, some cocktail waitresses, a few tourists, and an executive of sorts wearing a rather expensive business suit. But behind them stood a crew of Graug with pistols to the heads of their prisoners, all of which were just itching to pull the trigger on them.

"We have here five people, five innocent." Dredge paused and bobbled his head a bit.

"Well subjectively innocent people." he said correcting himself.

"Now that hole in the earth we came down from, there are some very hungry Rakghouls that are just dying to get something to eat. I haven't fed them for days." Dredge said as he walked over to the prisoners.

"Do you know what a Ralghoul is boy? They are beasts that spread their infection through biting, and with a populated planet like this I don't see the world lasting the month before all of them turn." Dredge began to walk down from one end starting at the executive then towards the cocktail waitresses.

"All you have to do to these five people is kill-!" Dredge reached out his hand and snapped the neck of one of the waitresses, her dead body dropping down to the street with a small stream of blood running from her open mouth.

"Well four." he said with a little chuckle.

"Kill these four people, and you have my word I won't release the ghouls and end this planet. I always enjoy giving a person the choice to save the world, it really lets you see if they are willing to make the hard choices! BECAUSE I MADE THE HARD CHOICE AND I GOT BURNED FOR IT!!" The Vong screamed as he referenced what had happened to his face beneath the shroud of the helmet.

"I GAVE THEM EVERYTHING AND THEY TURNED THEIR BACK ON ME!! YOU LOVE THEM AS THE GODS SAY AND THEY STRUCK ME DOWN!! ME CHILD!! ME ME ME!!" The psychotic Vong shook his head and glared over to the man.

"So I'm not going to let anyone get screwed over for making the hard choice again." He said in a very cold voice.

The sound of a blaster skidded against the ground and if the boy were to look down there would be a sick looking Graug's blaster pistol at his feet.

"Try to interfere, I kill them and release the ghouls, try to run I kill them and release the ghouls. But if you kill them, I pull my forces back and we leave with what we've stolen. You have my word." Dredge said with a sick grin and bubbly evil laughter rising from his throat.

"Five seconds."

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

[member="Dredge"]

The choice had been laid before Zamza like a meal would before a king except he didn't want this. Zamza did not want to make this choice, his hands had been stained with so much blood already. The blood of those the Xedael empire had sent him to kill, the blood of his past comerades, and now the blood of these individuals. Even if he did not make the choice even more blood would be on his hands, the blood of billions. He had only vaguely heard of the rakghoul plague and even those few incidents he had read were nowhere near something that he wanted to happen to this planet. He wanted people to live, and here this individual was giving Zamza the chance to change it all. You've done stuff like this before. Zamza reminded himself.

Days of him having been a Ghost commando came back, the guerrilla warfare he had used to strike fear into his foes. Disembowling his enemies then covering his body in those very same organs to scare others and make himself seem more fearful. All those deaths and kills Zamza had caused came flashing back to him, he had been a solder doing his job then. This time it was no different. Looking across the horrified faces of the four remaining individuals Zamza saw them pleading for his mercy for him to let them live. What gave them the choice? They were doing the only human thing they knew and that was clinging onto life... Humanity could be so selfish at times, and Zamza knew it best. How many times had he been selfish in doing what he thought was best?

He could punch the ground with all his strength and collapse the sewers and street with the Rakghouls in it, but then this creature would continue his rampage, and even if he did more lives would still be lost. No the die had been cast so picking up the rifle Zamza committed each face to memory. Drawing on that second personality he had developed during his training he shot four quick shots dropping each one before they could even call out. There was no remorse, no saddness in Zamza's voice however he looked out the corner of his eye at Dredge. "It's done... Now if you would be so kind as to keep your word."

 

[Dredge]

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

Simply basking in the bloodshed the man sighed happily at the sight before him, a few innocent people slaughtered by their righteous savior. He had made the tough choice and for that Dredge would spare this world that of Teth all those years ago, besides they got what they were here for anyway. Money, credits after all didn't grow on trees and they needed them in order to fund their little war to burn the innocent and destroy the light.

"Very good child, very very good. I'm proud of you." Dredge said with a grin that showed his fangs showing through the shroud on his helmet.

"I will call my men back." Dredge turned towards the execution line that now had five guns pointed on the man.

"Bring any prisoners with us, they are worth something to somebody, they will pay the ransom then we'll sell them into slavery." Dredge said purposely saying these plans in front of the boy.

"Also beat him until we make our exit if you don't mind. I never said anything about sparing him pain but I want him to live with his actions. If he resists unleash the ghouls. Call it insurance." The Graug execution squad all smiled and pointed their weapons at the man.

If he were to look closely at his pistol he was given enough ammo to waste the five people in front of him, which meant he had one last shot. So as Dredge turned his back and began to walk away with dozens of Yuuzhan Vong and Graug squads pulling back towards an evac point the five Graug all stepped forward curling their fingers into fists to prepare for the beating that was to come. Dredge knew if the boy would resist he'd probably win the little fight with his minions, but then he'd have to live with them possibly freeing the plague.

The swarm of Graug came down on the man like a wave of pain and would start throwing punches and kicks in an attempt to hurt their enemy badly. But this was all again part of the test, Dredge was within his word. He said he'd pull his men back and he has, he never said anything about not taking prisoners, he never said anything about not hurting him, but in truth he wanted the man to resist, he wanted him to fight back so he could end this world. But that all depended on the boy, and if he was strong enough to swallow his pride to potentially save billions.

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

Zamza froze upon hearing the creatures words. Even after all the death he still wished to ruin these peoples lives... Zamza just couldn't understand how one could get such pleasure from these events. Just what type of monster was this being, however Zamza had no intentions of letting the creature release those ghouls. However there was always another way. All around damage had been caused to the city, especially from the skyscraped he had collapse, and that wasn't even including the damage he himself had done by blowing his way out the sewer. The streets could only take so much, and all it needed was a chain reaction to set it off. The moment one part began to crumble the rest would follow, destroying the sewers and killing everything in it... However when the streets and sidewalks began to collapse to to would the foundations for buildings which could possibly bring them down with whoever was still in it. Zamza had to take that chance, he did not trust this Dredge and his promises, so he would risk it all on a final gamble.

All around he could see the Graug closing in on him like predators thinking they would take him easily. Zamza could feel the rage and despair from the city around him. It rolled through the force like large waves that threatened to engulf him, but he took it in. Zamza took it all in knowing whatever came next would be his fault however he could not risk the ghouls being freed, he had to ensure they were killed. So drawing on everyone's emotions, the suffering, the despair, his very own anger. Zamza's body almost seemed to glow as his skin became more vibrant and focusing all of the force he could muster into his arm Zamza drove it straight into the ground. It would almost feel like the ground shook beneath his punch, though as his fist met the ground the sound of multiple bones breaking could be heard. Zamza's right arm had been almost completely mutilated by the backlash and then there was silence. Nothing happened for a few seconds before cracks began splitting from where Zamza had punched, then they became fissures and the domino effect took place. The street began to collapse, speeders and Grauge falling in as their screams could be heard. The sewes themselves collapsed in killing whatever was truly in them and Zamza himself was dragged in as the street beneath him crumbled in. He didn't have the strength to run, but he kept looking at the creatures back a smile on his face. "I will kill you." Zamza whispered as he fell into the abyss along with the Grauge that had been surrounding him the large rubble from the street falling in behind them completely destroying the sewers.

[member="Dredge"]

 

[Dredge]

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

That was a very bad choice, when portions of the street started to give way so did buildings, buildings with innocent people still trapped inside of them. Foundations cracked casinos and hotels started to crumble along the strip, buildings crushed under their own weight with people screaming as they went to their deaths. Honestly it was more than Dredge would have killed, and he would of kept his word. But Dredge would enjoy what came next, he'd enjoy the look upon the man's face.

Moments passed and an iron claw burst up from the rubble of a building. Dredge pulled himself out and looked around at a few Vong and Graug that were still alive, he flicked his head towards incoming ships and would have them fall back. He groaned a bit as he popped his arm back into place and began to walk through what was this portion of the strip and towards the epicenter of what had happened. Reaching out with the force he looked down into the rubble and roared fiercely and lifted metric tons of concrete and other heavy objects until he found the boy laying in the darkness.

He wasn't going to hurt him, at least not physically. Stepping down to the child he approached him step after step until he knelt down over the boy's body giving him a few gentle pats on the face.

"You killed them, you killed them all. I'm so proud of you child." Dredge said to what was probably a passed out body.

Perhaps he was seeing flickering images but he'd make sure he'd live with this. Placing his hand on the boy's head the overlord began to use his skill of draining knowledge, however it wasn't on the boy, it was on himself. The crystal clear memories of what had transpired would be placed in his head, the screams of the innocent as the buildings fell, the sounds of bones and bodies crushing from tourists on the streets simply trying to get away, every little innocent life that he needlessly took had he just taken a beating. Dredge also made that clear on the sincerity of his promise, of how the ghouls wouldn't be released, he wanted to completely damage this man and make him feel the hatred he felt.

"I'll be seeing you." Dredge patted the boy's head and stood up before walking into the clouds of dust to leave this world.