Key of Shadows

[Dav Sett]

Dav closed his stall for the day early because he ran out of parts to sell. He counted the money he earned.

"It's getting hard to make enough to keep going." Sighing, Dav pocketed the credits and when home. For him, this was little more than a shack near some star ship wrecks. "I suppose this means I will have to spend more time finding parts then actually living." He paused as he entered his home, looking at the few things that he had. A Flitknock speeder, a virbocutter (both of which were his best finds), a bed and a table.

After resting Dav got up early to get more parts for selling. His schedule would be alternating between one day of scavenging and one day of selling and training. He then went about looking for parts in a crashed Republic Cruiser.

 

[RC-1047]

ARC-170 would be seen in Space. Casper slowly leaned on the control's of his ARC-170 putting it into a lockmode. What was his true purpose here? He use to serve as a Clone of the Republic but what was he to do now?


The Clone's war worn hand's slowly grasped the control's of the ARC-170, It brought back many..memories, Memories that he had tried to forget but couldn't, "Damn it!" Casper yelled slamming his hand against the console of his ARC-170.


Casper shook off the thought and what he just did, He gripped the control's once more entering the orbit of the planet, His ARC-170 was different from other's, He had painted it with Metallic staining paint that would stay on the metal, It looked like the Tiger Shark version just a bit edited.


RC-1047 looked at the Terrain of the planet, his mind automatically Analyzing it, He would do this as he was cloned from Jango Fett, His mind was always on alert due to his cloning process and such trait's he received from Jango Fett.


The ARC-170 slowly hovered near the dirt ground, he slowly put the wheel's out and slowly descended to the dirt ground of this planet, The ARC-170 vibrated as it touched the ground, He slowly turned the ship off, it took around two minutes, due to all the buttons and component's around the such ship.

Casper hit the button that would release the pilot shield above him, he slowly climbed out of the ARC-170, he slowly sealed his suit, "Analyzing, Air Signatures." Casper said he slowly hit a few button's on his wrist gauntlet.

His Result's came back, He looked at the percent's of what was in the air, "This air is safe to breathe..That's good." Casper said unsealing his suit, a white vapor would come from his suit.

The ARC-170 started to emit a black smoke, He slowly murmured, This happened on occasion, due to the ship being along for so long it had some part's that have expired. Or just gone bad. Hopefully the smoke wouldn't attract anyone.

RC-1047 slowly equipped his DC-17M slowly looking around the area for such Enemies, He was at a disadvantage, he was in the open.

RC-1047 had found a Downed Republic Cruiser, he was walking around inside it when he heard footstep's near him, "Hey! Who's here! This is Republic property!" RC 1047 yelled his strict voice filling the air.

This had been his home ship, he was looking around for any other trooper's or possibly parts.

The Clone held his DC-17m close as he got behind a wall for cover

[member="Dav Sett"]

 

[RC-0883]

It had been a long time since RC-0883 had heard such a familiar voice. Bunker stepped out of the cruiser Decce raised and expected to see 0884 running up to him. But it wasn't and Bunker almost shot the man on that fact alone.

"State your designation and business Clone. There is no Republic property here."

[member="RC-1047"]

 

[Dav Sett]

Hearing the strict voices outside Dav quickly hid in a small hole in the ship. This was the not the first time he had faced trouble while salvaging but it was the first that involved a high authority, in his mind at least.
Quietly he got out his vibrocutter and started making his way to the entrance in hopes of getting out without being spotted.

"What the...?" Dav muttered when he heard the other voice. He started to go to where the voices where going just to see what was happening. When he saw the clones he could not believe his eyes. "Clones... never seen them this far out." Seeing their guns Dav decided to make a new exit instead. as he was leaving, he kicked a stone by accident and instantly froze, then quickly hid in a medium storage container.

[member="RC-1047"] [member="RC-0883"]

 

[RC-1047]

"RC-1047, Captain." Casper said looking at the clone who approached him, "Codename: Casper" RC-1047 said, RC-1047 then turned around his DC-17M aimed at the man, "Hand's up, You won't be getting out of here with any part's, This was my ship designation." RC-1047 yelled to [member="Dav Sett"]

Casper hadn't expected anyone to be here, What happened to the Republic! What happened to the CIS? Wha-What had happened to his damn brothers! Hopefully [member="RC-0883"] would ally with him. They were both brother's after all.

[member="RC-0883"]

 

[RC-0883]

Bunker trained his gun at the exact same time as Casper did, some things never did change.

"Unarmed Humanoid, heading into the storage area Captain!" Bunker said almost involuntarily. Years of Kamino training took over. He was no longer the feral animal Vau had raised nor a fugitive of the GAR. He was once again an Elite Commando fighting alongside brothers.
[member="RC-1047"]

 

[Dav Sett]

Dav heard them but still ran.

"Doesn't matter if they kill me anyway, my life is rough as it is." Dav muttered. He made sure that the parts were secure in his bag and then slammed the storage area door closed and stabbed the control panel with the cutter so that they could not get in that way. "That will hopefully buy me enough time to make a way out. If not, then a fight it is." Looking around there was not much in the way of weapons in this place. Dav had scavanged a few Cruisers before and knew where the weakest point was. Immediately he began working on it trying to cut through.

[member="RC-0883"] [member="RC-1047"]

 

[RC-0883]

Blaster fire fized off the durasteel doors as they hissed shut. 0883 turned his voice amplifier on full.
"In 30 seconds I'm going to put 2 grenades through this door. We have armor, you don't. We just want the spare parts. Talk to me kid."
Bunker clipped on his grenade launcher attachment and loaded it.

 

[RC-0883]

[member="Dav Sett"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

The site was sure something, an old Venator, from as the clone wars lied on the ground, for being over 800 hundred years old it appeared o be in very good shape, still retaining its marvelous design. "hehe, over 800 years old, had it really been that long since the clone wars", time sure flew by when you were busy.

Her refurbished Eta-2 Actis-class interceptor, descended onto the site, though it was usually her Husbands duty to look into relics of the past, with his current injury she Kurenai had decided to take up some of the work while on her own personal mission. The size of the ship loomed closer and closer at her craft descended, the full size and scale of the ship coming into effect as it castes a long shadow.

Once landed Kurenai noticed something, interesting, and ARC-170, in pristine condition parked not far away, were there other's here looking for similar things, or a merchant collecting items to add to their collection. "This trip may be more interesting that I originally thought". Though not always one to look for a fight, being armed and prepared for a just in-case was her go to attitude, as such the merc was always decked out in full armor and weapons.

/ [member="Dav Sett"] / [member="RC-1047"] / [member="RC-0883"] /

 

[Dav Sett]

"Fine! I am coming out. Just give me a second." Dav knew there was another way out. The trash shoot. He stacked as many things against the door as he could in a few seconds then made a break for the shoot knowing that the clone would hear the sounds. "They may be mass produced but their not cheap quality I'll give them that." Sliding down the shoot he then quickly navigated to the exit and ran for his speeder. All the time praying that it will start up for once.

[member="Kurenai Yumi"]/ @RC-0883/ [member="RC-1047"]

 

[RC-1047]

"He's running! Use your jetpack to get around the area, I'll go through the same area he did" RC-1047 said and he sprinted off, Casper had never gotten action like this before, He liked it, He remembered the First Battalion he joined, Shock Troopers, It was fun getting to chase someone after that, He was trained as a Null Arc and then trained by the Republic Commando's themselves before being trained by a Mandalorian Advisor, His training would come to use.

RC-1047 slid down the shoot, he used his momentum from running to get more speed then before, He exited the Trash suit and saw the man running for the speeder, He got out his EMP Grenade (Electro Magnetic Pulse Grenade) It would fry all the component's in his weapon's and speeder for 15 Minutes, RC-1047 hit the button on it and threw it, It landed near the speeder about to explode. "HANDS UP! I'll SHOOT YOU WHERE YOU STAND!" RC-1047's voice rang out around the area, his voice was filled with Authority and he was ready to fire if needed.

[member="Dav Sett"]
[member="Kurenai Yumi"]
[member="RC-0883"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

Kurenai walked closer to the downed ship wreak, a bit at odd on were to start, the hanger bay or bridge, though the engine room might have a few interesting items. While pondering the questions she continued down the side of the ship, looking for a more agreeable and open entrance inside, weakening the structure any further was a no go mainly so the ship didn't crash down on her head, but also our of respect for this ancient craft.

Before a suitible entrance could be found the sound of a speeder bike attempting to start up reached her ears, it was close perhaps a scavenger or a merchant finishing up their looting for today, may be a good information source for what was left on the ship. Her legs started into a light sprint, indented on getting to the person in question before they left, coming around the side Kurenai was greeted by a scene that might not be to uncomon, had it not been from what looked and sounded like a clone trooper.

The man threw a ion detornator at the speeder intent on disabling it, but why, the scavanger looked unarmed and was not carrying anything, or was the clone just some mutt job intent on trying to relive the clone wars, ether way Kurenai aproched closer moving a lightsaber hilt into her left hand. "What's all this commotion about"?

/ [member="RC-1047"] / [member="Dav Sett"] / /[member="RC-0883"]

 

[Dav Sett]

As Dav saw the detonator, he got of his speeder and tried to get out of its radius. As it exploded he instantly stopped and quickly reached for something in his bag.

"COME ON!!!" Dav only had a few seconds. Suddenly as he was pulling out a needle, he dropped to the ground screaming in agony clutching at his left eye. While screaming he reached for the needle and injected what was in it into himself and within seconds stopped and got up. "Happy? I stopped moving. Do me a favor though, don't throw another one of those." Dav told the clone while raising his hand, dropping his virbocutter.

[member="Kurenai Yumi"] / [member="RC-1047"] / [member="RC-0883"]

 

[RC-1047]

RC-1047 did a Combat Roll backward's looking at the Sith Or Jedi, "Stealing from Republic Property, We're the only trace's left of the Republic, So thus we own this ship." Casper said, It was a logical statement, Afterall, they were the only Clones left and did inherit the ship. He held his DC-17M at both of them, Elite Commando's were trained both to fight Sith, and Droid's or Human's if needed, Aswell as Jedi, they were trained in all the categories, It didn't matter if they sucked at it, They needed training for it.

Casper looked at both of them clasping another EMP Grenade, If the Jedi or Sith were to attack him, He would throw it into the air near her and shoot it, It would fry her Lightsaber and he would have time to Shoot her down if needed, "I won't throw another one, You trespassed on Republic Property. They're might not be alot of us Clone's left be we sure are skilled." The Clone said.

After all, If they were the only living proof of the last traces of the republic, They did own the ship, It was something you couldn't fight about.

[member="Kurenai Yumi"]
[member="Dav Sett"]

 

[Dav Sett]

Dav stifled a laugh. "This is Raxus Prime. The only reason a Republic ship would be here would be because it is scrap. If it's scrap, then its no longer Republic Property." He knew talking this way was dangerous but he could not help it. "Salvaging parts of ships is the way of life here. The only thing people know not to scrap are personal items. Seeing that you have not been here as long as this ship means that you were not its original owner which means it can be taken apart for credits." replied Dav.


While he was talking Dav slowly reached for his his bag which had his speeder key.

[member="RC-1047"] /[member="Kurenai Yumi"]

 

[RC-1047]

"If you move I'll blast a damn hole through you" RC-1047 said as he saw him reaching for his key, "Technically It's in my name, I've been here as long as it, In a Cyro-pod, So thus I do get right's to it kid." Casper said eyeing him, "If you continue to move you'll find a blaster hole within your head or through your chest." RC-1047 said. He had a winning statement, Afterall, He was in a Cyropod, He had been here for 800 years..

"As for you Sith or Jedi, I won't hesitate to fire if you attack me." RC-1047 said boldly, He was trained to take down Sith and Jedi alike too.

[member="Dav Sett"]
@RC-1047

 

[RC-0883]

With the adrenaline from the firefight beginning to wear off the gravity of the Captain's words started to sink in. Were they truly all that's left of the mighty Grand Army of the Republic? Did they win? Where were the rest of the Clones? So many questions started filling his mind. He had spent so long fueling his rage against the Republic he never thought about what would happen if it was actually gone.

Bunker stood there slightly ashamed of himself. He could feel the filth and grime covering his armor. Just a few moments ago he would have slotted this kid for the parts in his bag. He still had to fight the urge to drop a detonator and run. He doubted the feeling would ever go away. But standing next to the Captain gave Bunker an unbridled sense of security and purpose that he was not about to let go of.

"What now Captain? "

[member="RC-1047"]

 

[Dav Sett]

The idea of being shot was not a comfortable one. Dav stopped going for the key and instead, slowly raised his hand back. However when it reached face-level, he drove his hand down the back of his shirt and held a grenade of some type.

"You may have armor, but by the looks of it, not that strong of armor. This grenade has a blast radius big enough to get us all. I suggest you put the guns down." Dav exclaimed. His heart was racing. They better believe this. Its my only shot. In reality the "grenade" was just a modified flash bang. But his hopes were that the clones did not know that.

[member="RC-0883"] / [member="RC-1047"] / [member="Kurenai Yumi"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

A scavenger trying to survive in this forsaken planet with little to show for it, and a sentimental, maybe too attached clone trooper who was not one to hesitate in making enemies, and a loyal subordinate taking orders. At his more than threatening comment Kurenai raised an eye brow, the guy had a lot to catch up on in the last 860 so years, such a blaster, though being useful, was fairly old, her armor would be able to take the blow easily, but making enemies was not her purpose.

Though the clone was being very over protective she could understand what he meant, waking up in a cryo pod over 800 years later was a life shattering experience, and this crashed Venator was one of the few things he could recognize in a galaxy complete different. "I can understand what your going through, but threataning a poor scavanger, and me because of your self declared entitlment is no way to act, why don't you just lower the weapon and we can talk things out'. Negotiation was not Kurenai's strong suit, but neither was unnecessary blood shed, this clone his companion intrigued her, if her daughter was here, she would probably be asking the clone a million questions about the war.

Before either side could react the boy grabbed a grenade, threatening to kill everyone, she could sense the fear from the scavenger but it wasn't about dying, not it was different. Coupled with several human life times as a merc it didn't take long for her to know the grenade was not what he made it out to be, still a working grenade, but not as dangerous. Even so id it meant that the clones put down their weapons she would play along, Kurenai doubted that the clones would be able to recognize the grenade, explosion technology had changed very much, and it looked custom made as well.


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