Wearing:
Ritual Gown
Armed With: Subverter's Blade
Even before the Cult of The Brain Demon had discovered Arianna Belasko, the
real Arianna Belasko, The Naboo Heiress had been completely depraved and sadistic. She was just smarter at hiding this than most others were. Her favorite pastime had been bathing in the blood of her servants, not because it restored her youth, or some crazy chit like that. She just enjoyed doing it for her own sake. It was inevitable that her actions would have enraged the families of The Victims, who had attacked her estates en masse...
Imitating such a monster was not easy for the Light Adept hiding inside her mind and flesh. You had to be just brutal enough to get the point across but not so brutal you risked genuinely falling yourself. It was a constant struggle to restrain Arianna's false personality from going
too far.
Maw warriors surrounded them and Arianna flung sharpened spears of water into their bodies, cackling sadistically as she fought alongside Xiphos, her water Tentacles brutally ripping open two Maw Pirates. She sensed the deaths of those she had come here for and was enraged. Xiphos was occupied, deflecting the shots of dozens of blasters that pinged on her armor, tearing it open in some places. But Xiphos tossed her Lightsaber in retaliation and sawed through three, though the fire that poured on her was unrelenting.
Arianna's flesh shuddered disgustingly as she hissed a lightning spell, throwing all of her passion and duty to Xiphos into it's effects, The Lightning bolt flashed down from a warped sky, exploding one of the pirates violently.
"They're killing the captives!" Arianna shouted.
"GO! I'LL HOLD THEM OFF!" Xiphos shouted.
Arianna nodded, and conjured a heavy field of water around her body, "hardening" it against assault and she began to run towards the center of the colony, taking multiple hits. The slugthrower rounds were stopped cold but the blasters dissipated the water into steam, and the powerful Witch was covered in burns and mild puncture wounds as she reached deeper into the colony. Her Ritual Gown was already starting to close the wounds up as she attacked a Sith amongst the pirates, her red blades swiping at him with murderous glee, the magic of the gown she wore rendering her more and more aggressive as time went, savagely striking from unpredictable angles until he was too slow to parry a swing, the gown enhancing her speed, strength, and reflexes considerably, and she gutted him.
One Mawite managed to get close, and hit her with an acid spray weapon. She hissed, the gown allowing her to resist it's effects almost entirely save for mild burns on her skin and dress. She growled, seizing him by the throat and forcibly ripped his Psychic energy from him, in a non lethal manner, her flesh warping and shuddering as her wounds reversed. Her victim was unconscious but that didn't mean it was over for him.
He awoke with two weeks worth of amnesia to the young and fair looking Arianna chuckling as her fists crashed into his face with enhanced strength as she viciously but quickly beat the screaming Warrior's cries of rebirth out of him, his face eventually caving in from the blows, brains exploding out of his ears.
For Arianna, this was paradise, for the creature actually in control, it was business. Not that the Maw had to know that.
More surrounded her as her blades came up. She moved constantly along with her blade, the staff dashing through three before someone amongst them got lucky with a shotgun and blasted one of her arms off. She cried out in agony, leaking glowing white blood from the stump as she was blown backward.
The Light Adept within her enraged flesh and mind conjured the Force, channeling the sheer determination to win, the necessity of winning, and her body turned stone gray, eyes bulging with green veins as she channeled a fake Force Rage. To others, it would feel like the Dark Side. To Arianna, even she would think it was. But it was actually a combination of the enchantments that allowed Arianna to exist in the first place, along with the teaching of Darth Themis, her creator.
The technique, as all things Light Sith, did not actually stem from negative emotions but on necessity and determination.
A few more chunks were blasted off Arianna as she advanced on her attackers, but they were small chunks of flesh, the pellets from shotguns only embedding themselves in her stomach and face, but not piercing them. The Witch let out little involuntary metallic squeals as she advanced, her blade ripping into one repeatedly even after he was dead, scattering his remains.
(Cutaway of Darth Phyre murdering Laertia's parents in the same manner on Dantooine during the Gulag Plague.)
A shotgun blast hit her square in the chest and knocked her down, but her now-damage resistant body sprang back up as Maw Warriors advanced, momentarily distracted from their culling.
Ion Disruptor fire from a Model 1 cut down three distracting them as Arianna screeched unnaturally, latching onto a screaming Pirate, draining his energy Non-Lethally to restore herself, than brutally tearing his head off.
The Witch, covered in her own blood and the blood of her victim approached the Model 1, still channeling the fake rage.
"Need a towel, Grandma?" The Model 1 joked, shooting a Maw soldier from cover without looking, turning his head into a pile of ashes that floated away in the wind.
"Did you bring one, Grandchild?" Arianna asked, half joking as she conjured a water tentacle to wrap around a wounded Maw Warrior's head, slowly, sadistically crushing his skull. Arianna was merely killing them for pleasure. The creature hiding in her flesh was just basically disgusted by their cruelty and was willing to let the fake Personality of Arianna do as it pleased to them.
They both dived behind cover from blaster and slugthrower fire.
"Well, this has been going absolutely swimmingly so far. So many people to kill, so little time!" Arianna gushed, slipping out of her fake rage state, feeling noticably weakened and sluggish, crouching low under the blaster fire. "Rescued any of the Chiss weaklings yet?"
"Team 2 is on that." The Model 1 answered, leaping up and using it's cryo laser to freeze one solid before being forced back under cover.
"What about Team 1?"
"Engaged in heavy combat with the enemy." The Model 1 answered. "Your magics would be enormously helpful."
"Coming right up..." Arianna answered, hissing a spell.
Moisture coalesced in the spaces next to the two, mimicking their shapes, the magic making the constructs perfect doppelgangers, color and all, while Arianna drudged up mild fog to obscure the vision of the enemy while they both retreated, letting the enemy focus fire on the duplicates.
The Model 1 led them to a defensive position the rest of his team had taken. One was down, having been shot in the head Multiple times, the damage so bad even his Laminanium Blood could not fix it. They were guarding multiple Civilians, about eight in all.
Arianna inspected each of the frightened Chiss survivors, who drew back in fear as her flesh rippled and bubbled on her skin.
She sensed something... something amiss. One was a little less afraid than the others.
"There's something
strange about you..." she hissed, flesh peeling back on one side of her face along with the muscle, revealing the pearl like sheen of her skeleton as she inspected the Chiss woman. Less fear sweat. Heartbeat felt strangely regular.
The Force Spawn sensed deception. Fanaticism.
Arianna grabbed her by the throat.
"
Infiltrator..." Arianna hissed, face bubbling as she lifted her up by the neck, squeezing.
"WAR! DEATH! REBIRTH!" The Chiss Woman shouted, pulling out a detonator...
A Model 1 with scary aim prevented what would have been a bloody disaster, one shotting the detonator and leaving the infltrator with nothing.
The Infiltrator stared in hatred, managing to spit on Arianna right before Arianna snapped her neck, wiping the spit from her bubbling face.
"Get the word out to your brothers..." Arianna ordered. "They put plants among the survivors. Single out anyone who doesn't look scared as hell. Search for weapons before putting them on the shuttle. Check with the other weaklings to see who doesn't belong. These villagers are
bound to know a stranger in their midst. Anybody who doesn't check out is to be separated as a safety measure. Any who refuse to submit to inspection for hidden weaponry is to be considered an infiltrator and executed on sight."
One Chiss man finally worked up the courage to ask what was going to happen to them while another Model 1 relayed her instructions in code speak over encrypted comm link.
"Ideally, nothing." Arianna answered.
"Relax!" A Model 1 said patting him on the back. "You're getting a free ride out here from Darth Xiphos!"
The Chiss thought about this a moment. He shrugged.
"Eh, could be worse..."
"Serpent One this is Dragon Son, requesting pick up, Be advised, Landing Zone is hot. Repeat, Landing Zone is hot." The Model 1 said on encrypted comm link.
"Roger. Pick up is on its way. ETA 14 minutes in eastern quadrant of colony." came the voice on the other side. It was a falsehood in case the enemy had cracked their transmission, Fourteen minutes actually meant nine minutes. East actually meant North.
"We don't have much time. Tell your brothers to get whoever they can." Arianna said heading back out from the makeshift defensive barrier they had formed from wreckage, forming protective wards from her own blood to create a magical shield of Water that would protect from enemy fire
"What are you gonna do?" The Model 1 asked.
"Bathe in the blood of the Maw and deny them Rebirth." Arianna answered, walking off to where the sounds of Maw murdering captives were loudest.
"Y'know, that lady is kinda fethed up." The Chiss Civilian remarked.
"Buddy, you don't know the half of it..." The Model 1 Leader admitted, directing his team of five remaining Nuetralizers to form defensive positions in the watery dome...
Meanwhile...
The Civilians were helpless as the Maw began to murder them.
People vainly struggled to free themselves from nets as they were knifed. One group screamed as they were gunned down. A small group huddled in the burning remains of a home, terrified as Maw savages prepared to sacrifice them too...
Ion and Sonic Disruptor fire lanced through the air from three different positions in various burning ruins, the highly accurate murder droids turning four to ash, others left in pure agony from glancing wounds. But the fire got heavily returned on their position.
But it did serve as a distraction. Almost.
While most of the Maw pirates concentrated blaster and rocket fire on Model 1 positions, a few of the vicious raiders advanced on the ruins the survivors were hiding in...
Silenced blaster shots smacked into all of the group that had been about to kill the survivors.
The panicked survivors looked, saw a chrome, skeletal Droid rise from its hiding place in the wreckage with another, identical Droid. Both wore Atrisian Tengu Masks.
They put a finger to the lips of their masks, gesturing for the survivors to follow them while their brothers provided a distraction.
Not seeing an alternative, the Survivors quietly crept away as fast and as quietly as they could to the two murder droids. The pair began escorting them to an evac point in the North, where another team of their brothers waited.
Two of the Model 1's that provides the distraction were hit, being destroyed by multiple rockets and forcing the remaining one of the three that had provided the distraction to make a tactical retreat. No one would succeed here without sacrifice...
The masked Model 1's, having pilfered enemy Weaponry such as a vibro machete, stopped, their audio sensors picked up moaning.
The corpses of the dead began to raise all around them...
One of the masked robots pulled out a blaster shotgun taken from a fallen Maw warrior.
"Go! Now!" It ordered its brother as it began firing.
The remaining one of the Model 1 escort took off, taking point for the Civilians it led as the other held off the raving band of Zombies behind them...
Meanwhile...
The Cruisers were having a hell of a time in orbit. The Nuetralizers in the TIE Hunter's waged fierce starfighter combat against the best pilots of the Maw, their learning capability and thirst for Maw blood letting them shoot down highly advanced Starfighters, even though some of them were destroyed in turn. But with each shot down Maw fighter, the Model 1 learned a slight amount more about how the enemy flew. They made sure to stick very close to the cruisers, refusing to let the Maw Pilots draw them away from protracted fighting elsewhere. The Cruisers, for their part, tried their best to stay out of firing range of those destroyers. But both they and the Corvettes were being attacked aggressively, one heavily damaged ship even attempting to tractor beam both them and the Corvettes under Starfighter escort struggling to stay alive. One Corvette managed to make it into the atmosphere, but the other was partly caught, diverting all power to the engines in a frantic attempt to break the lock.
The Cruisers had no choice, and began to direct all of their major weapons fire on the ship trying to tractor both them and the Corvettes. The order went out from a Fett Clone Captain on the bridge in service to Darth Themis.
Two enhanced B-Wings and a Missile Boat broke off and began heading to the damaged ship. They were escorted by three Hunters, and immediately came under fire, the fantastic piloting of the Model 1's buying time as they sped ever closer to the damaged ship...
Loreena Arenais-Valhoun
Gage Anguish
Eliz Krayt
The Mongrel
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Adara Awaud
Khaostra Devoid
Alars Keto
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OOC: lemme know if I should edit. Tried to take hits
