Into the Jaws of Death [OP Invasion of Sith-Occupied Coruscant]

[Vulpesen]

Tsolan nodded and started towards the valley, a belt of canisters at his hips. "I've been meaning to get some work done at the valley and now seems like the perfect time to do it." He hoped that his conflicts in this battle wouldn't be too intensive, but then again, this was a large battle in a rather large war. Trouble was bound to find him. He just needed to figure out how to minimize it.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Sheff Zee]

Location: Imperial Palace
Objective: Get to the Throne Room.


How long ago had he done something for the Dark Lord of the Sith?

Very long he believed, in fact, he couldn't even remember how long ago. The thing that he had done was join the One Sith and then go into from Sith such as [member="Ballen-Ist"] and some hit team that he had heard was briefly searching for him. Amusingly enough, he and Ballen-Ist had been in the same building, same planet for such a long time and neither of them had found out.

At least, Aeon had only realized it recently when he had seen the Bounty on Ballen-Ist and when he searched for details, found the man had been a member of the One Sith.

Young Caedus chuckled.

He blinked the drowsiness away from his eyes as he realized what was happening.

There were explosions in the Palace, the sounds of blaster bolts firing, and several other dangerous weapons being fired that he couldn't identify off the top of his head.

Leaping up to his feet, he already began to run to the Armoury. Hopefully, it was still active. If not, he'd have no armour in this battle.

 

[Nameless Knight]

Location: Imperial Palace
Allies: Omega Protectorate
Enemies: One Sith [member="Sero Valrel"] [member="Drex Skyreaper"]
Objective: Assault Throne room, fight guards

Knight moved, the shots bringing the duel snap hisses of her blades as the hot pink beams spun around in twin circles. The saber tonfa's letting her twirl a little and she was moving to the side to buy a little room to move. She was pushing to get closer and avoid those rifles while eyes locked on the two men, she crossed the blades and jumped up tucking in while she spun it in front of her and the other below. She was looking toget through those doors and there was a little genuine surprise for there beign soldiers and not just force users up here, or on the planet. The soldiers she would see they got a honorable defeat while she spoke. "I'll offer you a chance to surrender."

 

[Tefka]

Location: Valley of the Dark Lords
Allies: [member="Darth Praelior"] [member="Cira"] [member="Luminous"] Ysalamiri Bubble
Enemies: [member="Sarge Potteiger"] [member="Cira"]
Objective: Defeat Sarge.

The injured Myrshavong's adrenaline was still pumping high, but he was now feeling the pain of his wounds once more. Good, he thought. Without pain, there is no Yun-Yuuzhan. Without sacrifice, there is no Yun-Amon. The creature skulked in the darkness surrounding the wreckage of the M47 dropship, hiding from the view of [member="Sarge Potteiger"], the soldier who now hunted him. Tsavong could still hear the cries of [member="Cira"] piercing the night air as she struggled with the infection...

Honestly, Tsavong wasn't completely sure what would happen. Shaping, terraforming, mutating... none of this was ever a surefire method. No man on this planet could be 100% confident in the end result of this scientific process. Tsavong pulled a villip from his dead armor, whispering into it.

"This is the Second Voice of the Dark Lord, I require suppression and reinforcement on my coordinates. Let's drive them out."

The upper hand gained by the Omega Protectorate wouldn't be very high for long with the impending reinforcement of the Yuuzhan Vong and One Sith forces in the area. The Dark Tyrant slipped the villip back into the folds of his armor and began stripping pieces of the dead thing off of his chest, and immediately called out in the darkness to his adversary, careful to keep the M47 transport between him and the soldier.

"LET ME TAKE HER FROM HERE," he bellowed in Galactic Basic. "THE GIRL IS MINE. I HAVE CLAIMED HER."

Two hands and a stump of an arm felt around in the darkness to push himself past some fiery wreckage of the M47.

"YOU CANNOT SAVE HER," he continued.

He crouched through more debris.

"ONLY THE DARK LORD CAN."

Green eyes shined in the dark from the hulking beast.

"YOUR MOVE, SOLDIER OF THE PROTECTORATE," an echo of perforated laughted broke through the sound of flames and explosions.

 

[Drex Skyreaper]

Objective: Defend the Palace Throne Room
Location: Outside Throne Room door
Allies: [member="Sero Valrel"]
Enemy: [member="Knight"]

Drex watched as his rounds were deflected figuring it was not going to be that easy to put down anyone that made it this far. When the woman spoke of surrender Drex smiled to himself and had to consciously stop himself from laughing.

Instead he spoke through his comm link to Titus while reaching back with his support hand.

"Titus count to four and close your eyes flash bang coming up see if we can't stun her." "Then suppressing fire starting from the outside and sweep to center." "See if we can't force her into the rounds."

As soon as the comm click Drex tossed the flash grenade at Knight closed his eyes for a 4 count and then started firing a long suppressive burst sweeping from the outside to center counting on his fellow Reaper to do the same.

 

[Sarge Potteiger]

Valley
Enemies: [member="Tsavong Kraal"]
Ally: [member="Cira"]
Objective: Leave

Sarge had more than enough of this. The voice was coming from either inside the machine or behind it - he didn't much care. Much like the devices he hefted in his hand. Face contorting into a snarl, he let his rifle go into the sling and then activated the two thermal detonators.

He threw one to the far end of the interior of the M47, the crew either killed by the black hole or killed in some other manner. The other he rolled to about halfway. A number of missiles were still housed in the wings, and the fuel supply was still somewhat intact.

With a grimace, he stepped back to a safe distance, weapon up.

His move? Hardly.

He wasn't the one hiding. And those detonators would make sure that in the next three seconds, there'd be nowhere to hide in that tangled mess.

 

[Katrina Garnier]

If there was one thing that Katrina hated more than anything was war. As an empath it was nothing more than a huge headache for her as she could feel everything. Death, pain all around her was enough to make her puke but unfortunately over the years she had learned how to handle herself better. It still wasn't a pleasant experience for the Jedi Master but somehow she managed. She always seemed to somehow manage herself despite everything.

When Katrina first agreed on joining the liberation of the planet she had thought she would be doing such things as tending to the wounded but it seemed her others skills were needed more. Spending a majority of her life living in the jungle had given her survival skills and as such she knew how to handle enemies.

The Jedi Master was much more than a scientist and this she would show today. Her head turned lightly as she felt the presence of two new individuals nearby and went to investigation. She wasn't going to allow them to each their destination.

[member="Darth Tsolan"] [member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra's own mind had reached out and the moment something touched her her eyes shot to the side. "Hey Vulps, ill catch up... i want to look at something." Without another word she would shoot down a alley and climb to the top of a low lining skyscraper, looking for what she was sensing. It was an odd feeling, she didn't know who it was or what, but she knew it was somewhere and her eyes worked to find this one thing, this interesting blip on her mind, keeping an eye out as she stood in the open with her hands on her sabers.

[member="Katrina Garnier"] [member="Darth Tsolan"]

 

[Sheff Zee]

Location: Interior of the Imperial Palace
Objective: Head to the Throne Room.

It had taken him a few minutes, but once he had sprinted into the armoury he had strapped two bandoleers across his chest, armed with explosives of all sorts. Even a bunch of Yuuzhan Vong based weaponry, and once he had left it, he utilized his lightsaber to weld the door shut to prevent invaders and probably other defenders from re-entering quickly.

A shame, but he didn't care and he continued onwards, upstairs actually to the Throne Room of the Dark Lord of the Sith. He felt as if something big was going to happen there.

 

[Tefka]

Location: Valley of the Dark Lords
Allies: Darth Praeliorhttp://starwarsrp.net/user/1414-darth-praelior/ Cira Luminous Ysalamiri Bubble
Enemies: Sarge Potteigerhttp://starwarsrp.net/user/163-sarge-potteiger/ Cirahttp://starwarsrp.net/user/165-cira/
Objective: Defeat Sarge.

Clink.

Clink.

Tsavong knew that sound a little all too well by this point, having had heard it up close from earlier before in the battle. Heart pumping, he broke into a sprint from the M47 and used the chaos that would soon follow as cover. Explosions erupted behind the behemoth, obliterating the remains of the M47 transport and quickly on the trail of the Yuuzhan Vong. He jumped, landing near Cira once more, and attempted to pick her up by his good hand while crouching behind her body.

Though the smaller framed woman wouldn't shield the entire creature's body, despite the fact that there was far less of his body than he started this battle with, it wasn't the fact that he had hoped to use Cira as a body shield. It was the talons that protruded from his forearm and towards the helpless woman's neck that Tsavong would hope convince the soldier. He did not know if this man was a heartless, brutal killing machine - or if he was an honorable man who wished to save the lives of his comrades.

But the Dark Tyrant's options were pretty grim at this point, and a desperate animal resorted to desperate measures.

 

[Sero Valrel]

locationalace
allies:[member="Drex Skyreaper"]
enemies:[member="Knight"]

“Copy.” Sero closed his eyes counted the four seconds and opened just as his visor reset to the adjusted light. He followed Drex’s lead and laid down fire on her opposite side, going from the outside to center hoping they could saw her in half.

 

[Sarge Potteiger]

Valley
Enemy; [member="Tsavong Kraal"]
Objective; Something, I guess.

He found her about the same time he spotted the dropships vectoring in and brought his rifle up, sighted in on the beasts head. To be fair to the vong, he was standing in the middle of the Protectorate drop zone. His options were pretty slim even now.

"Drop her, and you get to walk out of here." He says, voice level, voice brokering no debate. That was a deal he'd honor, but if the Vong stood around or tried to escape with her... well, guess they were both dead. He wasn't surrendering her to the Sith or the Vong.

Especially knowing what they'd do.

 

[Evard L'Rik]

Valley Of Lords

Finally, the gun I was looking for. My heavy, long barreled needler. My favorite gun. Also, a rather small rifle that was east to fire out of one hand, but very easy to do a good bit of damage with.

Time to get into a real scuffle.

I stepped back off the yacht, holding one gun in each hand. I set the rifle to its highest power. I took aim at the nearest ysalmir, as a test shot, and it was close enough to make the animal squeal and cringe. Nice. Even without the Force, I was well-trained in acrobatic combat and the like.

I leapt to the next building, grinning.

Time to kill somebody.

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

Location: Valley of the Dark Lords
Allies: [member="Cira"] [member="Luminous"] [member="Tsavong Kraal"] Ysalamiri Bubble
Enemies: [member="Sarge Potteiger"] [member="Cira"]
Objective: Protect Tsavong's prize

Balaya was moving and watching the vong fight the jedi but there was more, the sound of a ship coming as she shouted to the large beast. Her command of it gone with the force but it responded to verbal enough... the tone. "Glitter there." She pointed as the hydrastaff hissed and moved when the tail swung overhead striking at the medivac transport. Hr eyes glowing from the cybernetics as she moved to help Tsavong against Sarge with a snap hiss while she grabbed a lightwhip and activated it with a red crimson streak lashing through the air. Longer reach then her staff but she had that ready when she got closer. She tried to lash it at his arms and create the contact burns to get his weapon to drop.

 

[Vulpesen]

Tsolan gave a nod to Alexandra and continued on, trusting her not to die. But just in case... "Remember Alex, I'll only tell you my secrets if you stay alive and un-captured during this mission." With that, he started his dash to the valley. Awesome thing the force was. He had missed it when he was on Myrkrr and now that he was on Coruscant again, he finally had it. He was FINALLY POW- wait, what? It hit him so hard that he tripped and rolled several feet on the ground, the supply of the force speed suddenly cut off. It didn't take long for him to figure out what happeNed. The protectorate knew they were fighting sith, so they had brought anti-sith weaponry... On one hand, Vulpesen was happy that for the last week he'd been staying on Myrkrr and its forcelessness. On the other... "OH, COME ON!"

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Dicer]

Enemies: OS
Allies: OP
Position: 5 clicks west of the Valley in a built up area. Trying to dislodge enemy soldiers one building at a time.

Curtis burst out onto the skyscraper's roof. The four stormtroopers turned to face him, but raised their weapons too slowly. Curtis skidded down onto one knee, firing a three round burst at them. Not one bolt connected, but it sent them diving for the ground instead of gunning him down.

Shifting his weight into a roll, he moved behind the only cover available and lined up another shot. This time a career aimed bolt that dropped the most exposed trooper. Suddenly, there was the loud crack of a shotgun, followed by the whine of a repeater. The second fire team had breached the roof from another access point. Caught in a crossfire, the stormtroopers only lasted a few moments. One started the hold up his hands, but he was shit before he could surrender. There simply wasn't the time or infrastructure in place to deal with prisoners.

All eleven remaining members of the squad approached the AA tower. The console was locked. Electronically controlled, there was no way to turn it on Sith forces without a slicer. A grenade down each barrel put it out of action to be sure.

"Target destroyed," Sergeant Jonas reported.

"Good, that's all three towers in the area secure," came the reply from the Company CO.

"Orders?"

"Stand by."

Jonas turned to his squad. "Whistler, get eyes on that tower to the east, could still be Sith controlled. Private Charles, good work."

"Sir,"

"Sir," Dicer replied. Praise from the Sergeant, something he doled out rarely, he must have done well. A lack of verbal abuse usually indicated a good performance, he wasn't sure what to do with praise.

Much like all Private's, Dicer's knowledge was kept fairly limited. The men on the ground needed to focus on the task at hand. From what he'd heard things were going slowly. The Sith forces had very rapidly occupied the skyscrapers with the best firing solutions and we're being cleared out floor by floor. At least, with some of the major anti air emplacements down they might get more gunship support.

"Jonas, get your men airborne, we've got a med evac a few clicks out and the Platoon is going to be fire support."

Dicer's squad's M47 reappeared. The squad changed load out, with shotguns and flashbangs swapped for repeaters and ammunition. Mobile, flexible. That was the mantra of the ODF light infantry.

 

[Nameless Knight]

Location: Imperial Palace
Allies: Omega Protectorate
Enemies: One Sith [member="Sero Valrel"] [member="Drex Skyreaper"]
Objective: Assault Throne room, fight guards

Knight watched the fire bringing the blade around and moving it to deflect as she worked to send some back before he tossed the flashbang. Her mind working as reflexes slowed down perceptions with her heartbeats. Thump thump her senses in the force took over, thump thump her eyes sealed using the shi'ido's shifting to look like a miraluka instead. Thump thump her hand not spinning the tonfa to deflect came up crackling with energy as her head turned away and hand shot forward. Pink electric judgement coming out of her hand as she stood still and felt a blaster smash into her shoulder sending her spinning to the floor. Knight let her eyes return with a shlick of flesh while holding the tonfa's and using the smoke to fling it in a spin low to the ground with the force to sever the one soldiers leg while they remained with smoke. She could focus on healing her shoulder later after these two were handled.

 

[Cira]

VALLEY
ENEMY: [member="Tsavong Kraal"] [member="Darth Praelior"]
ALLY: [member="Sarge Potteiger"] - I WAS WRONG, I'M SORRY, LOVE ME! SAVE ME!


The long length of auburn hair would hide the shadows of her face, but there was no mistaking the sharp talon that would press against the tikini neck shield. It was alchemized Tikini leather, lightsaber resistant and a sturdy material. But she wouldn't know just how well it would help her against the beast.

She could feel the Dweebits scurrying around her, under the armor, into her flesh, digging deep. A cloud of gas from the beetles would start to linger about her.

The pain... was excruciating. Black slime would continue to coat her, and already black veins would start to line her flesh. Small tiny capillaries running black lines up and out from the initial entry points. Her entire focus was on trying to skin-shift them out, but in the depths of her mind, the knowledge on how these beetles would work upon her person is really what drove a shard of fear and panic down her spine.

Slits of golden eyes would peer out through the fringe of auburn hair. Locking upon the form of Sarge. Eyes would widen as she would cry out in warning, instinct taking over as she'd cry out in warning, skinshifting flesh pulling back to form lips.

"Behind you!!"

That bit of sacrifice would only allow more beetles to rush in an attempt to infect her more. Didn't matter.

Was worth it.

 

[Sheff Zee]

Location: Interior of the Imperial Palace, Exterior of Throne Room.
Objective: End the Enemy.
Allies: [member="Sero Valrel"], [member="Drex Skyreaper"]
Enemies: [member="Knight"]

He came around the corner and saw the Electric Judgement flying at his allies.

That just wouldn't do now would it?

Sadly, he had no way of stopping it. But he did have a way of punishing his enemy.

Throwing both of his hands up, Sith Lightning crackled over his fingers in a moment's command and surged from his fingers to fly straight at [member="Knight"] with a strength that would've been able to push her over, and probably roll her into a roll. He had contemplated a push through the Force, but delivering actual punishment would be a good substitute for something that his opponent could move with, and then he finally took his lightsaber off of his belt, after retrieving it from within his robe that concealed his form.

Time to do work.

"The Dark Lord didn't summon you!"

 

[Menoetius]

LOCATION: Valley of Lords
ENEMIES: [member="HK-36"] [member="Kaida Taldir"]
ALLIES: [member="Hal Terrano"]
OBJECTIVE: Save Hal

War had come to Coruscant and by the creator did Commander Orin love war. As reports of an invasion flooded into the Imperial Palace, he and the rest of the Royal Guardsmen stationed there geared up. Ceremonial robes were ditched in favour of conventional battle armor, painted red for identification. Thermal detonators were gathered and blasters powered up, with the iconic weapon of the Royal Guard -- the force staff -- being magnetically sheathed on the backs of the Guardsmen. They were ready for action moments after the fighting began down in the valley, which was where they were headed.

Red armoured guardsmen filed out of the Palace onto a landing pad, on which two dropships were seated. Orin directed his squad of thirteen onto one and tapped the pilot's shoulder twice to signal they were ready. Moments later and the dropships were en route to the Valley.

"Do as I say, when I say it, and you may just survive to serve another day," Orin announced to his fellow guardsmen, who all nodded in unison. "When we approach the LZ, I want a standard dismount, all sides covered. Free fire is permitted. We stay together until the enemy has been eliminated." Another unified nod.

Satisfied, Orin turned to the cockpit, gazing out of the windshield to witness the majesty of Coruscant whizz by beneath them. Soon, the Valley came into view, along with a peculiar sight to behold. What seemed like a droid and a humanoid were gliding above the valley. Orin nearly dismissed it as a trick of the eye, but as the dropship drew closer, it became glaringly obvious that it was, in fact, true.

With a shake of his head, Orin gestured to the dynamic gliding duo with his hand and uttered, "Get those idiots out of this airspace." The pilot stammered out a "Yes, sir," and began to fire at the two with front-mounted blasters. The pilot must have been feeling extra ballsy because he kept flying towards them at full speed -- which was quite substantial -- in an attempt to splatter them against the chassis of the dropship.

No matter the outcome of the attack, the dropship swooped back around and made a speedy landing about thirty feet away from Hal Terrano and the other dropship, with all of the guardsmen disembarking quickly, their blasters already discharging. The pilot immediately flew away, as did the other, obviously not too keen on lingering in the hotzone.