Magdalena Bloodscrawl
The Sorceress of Ossus
Months back....
The Sorceress of Ossus walked the world of Kytrand with Nathan, Flesh shuddering as it metabolized the Light Side energies inherent in it's atmosphere.
"Such an amazing place, Nathan. You've come a long way from the ruins of your Family's Castle." the blond witch spoke, wearing an Outfit that marked her as a cut above commoners as he piloted, through ancient forest pathways to a manor carved into the base of a mountain side, lined with powerful shield generators.
Nathan Bloodscrawl, Rogue Jedi Commander, glanced her way.
"And it's all in danger. That's why we need your help, we are constructing something so complicated even Syd can't get us through the more complicated parts...we need a cloaking device for this planet..."
"To hide a planet, a whole planet...is a tall order even for me." The Sorceress replied. "And you are already asking me to minister to the population on the issue of the Light Side."
"You always did enjoy a challenge."
The Sorceress shrugged. "True".
They finally pulled up to the front entrance.
The Sorceress smiled as she spotted Nathan's family waiting out front. Vera Mina , Sera Mina , and his artificial "Sisters", Melissa Bloodscrawl , Meleena Bloodscrawl , and Melinda Bloodscrawl , all dressed in matching dark blue gowns. Sera was dressed in a gold colored one.
"I am surprised you found the will to marry again..." The Sorceress admitted, as she walked up to them.
"Greetings, all of you...it's wonderful to meet you. I'm... Nathan's adoptive Mother, for lack of a better word..."
"And the mystery deepens..." Sera, Nathan's adopted daughter remarked wryly at Nathan, who rolled his eyes.
The Sorceress tilted her head.
"All androids?"
"Having a regular family just isn't much of an option anymore." Nathan replied. "I've got too many problems that would turn a regular family into sliced ham."
"And that's why we prefer to do the slicing first..." Vera said, currently in her blonde piloting form, dressed in a deep red leather dress and matching heels.
"My wife..." Nathan introduced, gesturing.
"A delight." The Sorceress replied, bowing her head. "I'm The Sorceress of Ossus. Me and Nathan go way back. I got him out of a...spot of bother once. We parted poorly at a certain point but I like to think much of that is water under the bridge."
At this, most members of this gathering of humanoid abominations simply shrugged. The population and the Clones needed something their digital brilliance simply had no experience at providing.
"Let's talk inside..." Nathan said.
The interior of the Hideout was carved from the same rock as the rest of the mountain, down to the very furniture. Nathan's dislike of ornamentation and anything that looked 'fancy' in his strongholds was loud and clear. It was a warrior household, ran by a former Knight of Ession...and a staunch holder of grudges when it came to the faith of the Essonians.
It said much that the Sorceress of Ossus, who had once mutated Nathan to heal his injuries and save his life, suppressing most of his capacity for emotion and heavily influencing him neurologically to be fanatical in his pursuit of Darksiders (and to be susceptible to her commands), had been forgiven for all that, partly because his secret servitude to her had been a complicated one (She did save his life) and partly because when you're running a massive and illegal Clone Army in secret, committing what is essentially treason, are assisted by an army of supermodel vampire androids and actual vampires, running the makings of a massive illegal intelligence network, have become kind of a manipulative bastard yourself (albeit in the name of saving this corrupt Alliance), there really is no more room to point fingers, never mind hold grudges over now relatively minor slights in the grand scope of things.
The Sorceress was seated at the other end of a long table of gray stone in a grand hall lit by torches, observing the project laid out in holographic format.
"Getting a power source like what we need is proving hopeless through our own channels..." Nathan said, his artificial green eyes locked on the floating technical schematics.
"Much of the construction looks like it will need to be done in house, then." The Sorceress remarked. "I can help with the power source, certainly, but the actual construction for the rest...how far along are you?"
"The basic stygium projectors are all finished, polished, and ready to install, and our vessels are working round the clock to finish the rest..." Vera said. "But the power source remains the main problem. We have powerplant tech, but we don't trust it for something like this."
"I can help with it certainly, but even I couldn't assure you it would be ready in time..." The Sorceress spoke. "When do you need it finished?"
"If you and Syd can finish it in two and a half months, that would be impressive." Nathan spoke.
"I do love a challenge." The Sorceress replied with enthusiasm. "Consider it done, Nathan..."
That was all Nathan needed to hear. He immediately shut off the Holographic projection. The Sorceress observed his demeanor. Not as bottled up as he usually was. Marriage, this era, had changed him.
In awakening the Clones, Nathan's political and military might had spiked through the roof. He was clearly wrestling with the idea. Knew it would be necessary for someone like her to stop him if the power went to his head. That's why he wanted to make sure the Light Side was engrained into the Clones, the Population.
Just not the Essonian variety.
"Now...to our other bit of business...will you accept the position of High Abbess of Kytrand?"
"And by extension, taking the legal status as 'Mother' of the Bloodscrawl Patriarch..."
She leaned back in her stone seat.
"This is a very large thing you are asking of me. By your own admission, being the secret head of this Clone Army, acting as an illegal Jedi Commander, makes you guilty of treason. Treason carries the Death Penalty."
"I've been dead before..." Nathan grimaced. "Besides...the rest of you are smart enough to go back into the shadows, where even the Sith couldn't find you if you didn't want them to. If it's all going to go belly up, then it's on me...it'll be me they want, and me they'll be happiest to get their hands on. If they nab the rest of you, that'll just be a bonus. But until that day comes, I'm going to do everything I can to use the Clones, and the...Supermodel Vampire Androids..." he added in exasperation, pinching the bridge of his nose at how completely psychotic the last part of that sentence sounded when combined with everything that went before it.
"...to save as many lives, and crush as many of these evil Sith Motherfethers as possible."
"A noble goal. Even if it ends in your public execution. You really are a son to me." she praised.
"You in?"
"But of course..." she smiled. "I take the public name of Magdalena Vittoria Britannia Bloodscrawl. I can begin my duties immediately, should you so wish."
"Of course...Mother...you may act at your discretion." Nathan replied stoically. "Welcome to the Family."
(Cutaway to that chainsaw fight in Resident Evil 7)
Present...
In-between getting used to the population of Kytrand, helping her own followers get settled there, and preparing to start religious indoctrination, Magdalena was happy to do side jobs.
For example, though Nathan was opposed to the Lightsworn, he found it useful to find some way of keeping an eye on them.
To that end, Magdalena had offered to join the Lightsworn in order to keep a few feelers within in case he could make use of their aggression for his own purposes later. As no one had heard of Magdalena Bloodscrawl, she was basically able to approach them, and offer her services as a follower of the Light Side to their cause. But she had chosen a different insertion method from the others.
A Reflec coated drop pod was launched from a line stealth equipped TIE Whisper purchased on the black market, and it fell to the planet, close to the vector the other Jedi had landed on, landing into an outpost of Droidekas, who immediately gathered around it, priming their blaster cannons...
The hatch burst out , smacking into the Droideka in front of it, followed by glowing green projectiles of blood, erupting from the body of the Drop Pod's occupant, who somersaulted out of it rather elegantly, brandishing an Exar Kun style Double Bladed Lightsaber that flashed green blades as she changed, her blood seeping into the Droids she had hit,causing green electricity to arc over their frames as their programming was switched, and they began firing on all the Droids she had not hit, while she herself resorted to deflecting shots as she patiently, carefully advanced, wearing her dark blue Ritual Gown with an exposed arm, which allowed her to release blood objects through her skin as she advanced with her blood projectiles hitting more and more droids, reprogramming them as well.
In the Niman Style she fought, her take on it more acrobatic than normal. She seemed unnaturally fast, gliding into her opponents more than running or leaping, blades moving in tight spins around her body as she did.
Nathan also didn't like the Trade Federation, and felt like causing chaos for them.
When the street she was fighting on had a relatively stable defense. Magdalena willed a cut to appear on the flesh of her palm and she drew a large ring of glowing green blood on the wall of a bank, the side of an apartment building, and the street itself.
The ring created a pool of light within, linking to matching circles on three ships just outside the system, close to an Asteroid Field.
Dozens upon dozens upon dozens of EFR-SF Heavy Battle Droids flew out of the formed portal in the street, their mission specifically to aid the Jedi battling their way against the endless. FRom the portal of the wall came one dozen EFR Super Heavy Battle Droids clinking out, and from the last came over one hundred EFR Heavy Battle Droids. All of them basically suicide troops, never intended to be recovered, all to be sent to harass defending forces, in addition to whatever Droids she had reprogrammed with her own blood. All of them began to engage Droids and any Trade Federation forces that directly fired on them. The portals cut off, the rings energy expended on both sides
Very quiet bolts rained down from the sky at extreme rates at enemy Droid Forces, joined by half the heavies opening fire on enemy air support, and the rest on ground support, with the rest of the ground Droids trying to draw as much aggression on them as possible while the Sorceress flew into the air with the aid of the Force, spotting the Lightsworn fighting for their lives.
She flew to them at high speed, dive bombing an impact point slightly ahead of the main group, glowing green blood leaking out of her eyes and mouth, turning into sharpened spear points that exploded into droids on contact.
A composite beam impacted close to her and she was flung into a wall, exploding into a shower of green blood as her body liquefied on impact...yet the blood kept moving, flowing out of the gown, bladed tendrils forming from the blood mass and cutting Droids in half nearby, grabbing it's fallen lightsaber as it fought it's way back into the gown, reforming into Magdalena, who immediately dashed towards one of the Giant Droids with Force Flight, darting through it's attempts to grab her, firing off a blood spike from her palm into its cranial chassis, which magically pierced it, and flowed inside, causing green electricity to arc across it's body like other reprogrammed Droids, and it began firing all it's onboard weaponry at the other Droids it's size as well as smaller ones.
Magdalena dived back down into the thickest fray of Droids, blades spinning about in a deadly pattern...
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The Sorceress of Ossus walked the world of Kytrand with Nathan, Flesh shuddering as it metabolized the Light Side energies inherent in it's atmosphere.
"Such an amazing place, Nathan. You've come a long way from the ruins of your Family's Castle." the blond witch spoke, wearing an Outfit that marked her as a cut above commoners as he piloted, through ancient forest pathways to a manor carved into the base of a mountain side, lined with powerful shield generators.
Nathan Bloodscrawl, Rogue Jedi Commander, glanced her way.
"And it's all in danger. That's why we need your help, we are constructing something so complicated even Syd can't get us through the more complicated parts...we need a cloaking device for this planet..."
"To hide a planet, a whole planet...is a tall order even for me." The Sorceress replied. "And you are already asking me to minister to the population on the issue of the Light Side."
"You always did enjoy a challenge."
The Sorceress shrugged. "True".
They finally pulled up to the front entrance.
The Sorceress smiled as she spotted Nathan's family waiting out front. Vera Mina , Sera Mina , and his artificial "Sisters", Melissa Bloodscrawl , Meleena Bloodscrawl , and Melinda Bloodscrawl , all dressed in matching dark blue gowns. Sera was dressed in a gold colored one.
"I am surprised you found the will to marry again..." The Sorceress admitted, as she walked up to them.
"Greetings, all of you...it's wonderful to meet you. I'm... Nathan's adoptive Mother, for lack of a better word..."
"And the mystery deepens..." Sera, Nathan's adopted daughter remarked wryly at Nathan, who rolled his eyes.
The Sorceress tilted her head.
"All androids?"
"Having a regular family just isn't much of an option anymore." Nathan replied. "I've got too many problems that would turn a regular family into sliced ham."
"And that's why we prefer to do the slicing first..." Vera said, currently in her blonde piloting form, dressed in a deep red leather dress and matching heels.
"My wife..." Nathan introduced, gesturing.
"A delight." The Sorceress replied, bowing her head. "I'm The Sorceress of Ossus. Me and Nathan go way back. I got him out of a...spot of bother once. We parted poorly at a certain point but I like to think much of that is water under the bridge."
At this, most members of this gathering of humanoid abominations simply shrugged. The population and the Clones needed something their digital brilliance simply had no experience at providing.
"Let's talk inside..." Nathan said.
The interior of the Hideout was carved from the same rock as the rest of the mountain, down to the very furniture. Nathan's dislike of ornamentation and anything that looked 'fancy' in his strongholds was loud and clear. It was a warrior household, ran by a former Knight of Ession...and a staunch holder of grudges when it came to the faith of the Essonians.
It said much that the Sorceress of Ossus, who had once mutated Nathan to heal his injuries and save his life, suppressing most of his capacity for emotion and heavily influencing him neurologically to be fanatical in his pursuit of Darksiders (and to be susceptible to her commands), had been forgiven for all that, partly because his secret servitude to her had been a complicated one (She did save his life) and partly because when you're running a massive and illegal Clone Army in secret, committing what is essentially treason, are assisted by an army of supermodel vampire androids and actual vampires, running the makings of a massive illegal intelligence network, have become kind of a manipulative bastard yourself (albeit in the name of saving this corrupt Alliance), there really is no more room to point fingers, never mind hold grudges over now relatively minor slights in the grand scope of things.
The Sorceress was seated at the other end of a long table of gray stone in a grand hall lit by torches, observing the project laid out in holographic format.
"Getting a power source like what we need is proving hopeless through our own channels..." Nathan said, his artificial green eyes locked on the floating technical schematics.
"Much of the construction looks like it will need to be done in house, then." The Sorceress remarked. "I can help with the power source, certainly, but the actual construction for the rest...how far along are you?"
"The basic stygium projectors are all finished, polished, and ready to install, and our vessels are working round the clock to finish the rest..." Vera said. "But the power source remains the main problem. We have powerplant tech, but we don't trust it for something like this."
"I can help with it certainly, but even I couldn't assure you it would be ready in time..." The Sorceress spoke. "When do you need it finished?"
"If you and Syd can finish it in two and a half months, that would be impressive." Nathan spoke.
"I do love a challenge." The Sorceress replied with enthusiasm. "Consider it done, Nathan..."
That was all Nathan needed to hear. He immediately shut off the Holographic projection. The Sorceress observed his demeanor. Not as bottled up as he usually was. Marriage, this era, had changed him.
In awakening the Clones, Nathan's political and military might had spiked through the roof. He was clearly wrestling with the idea. Knew it would be necessary for someone like her to stop him if the power went to his head. That's why he wanted to make sure the Light Side was engrained into the Clones, the Population.
Just not the Essonian variety.
"Now...to our other bit of business...will you accept the position of High Abbess of Kytrand?"
"And by extension, taking the legal status as 'Mother' of the Bloodscrawl Patriarch..."
She leaned back in her stone seat.
"This is a very large thing you are asking of me. By your own admission, being the secret head of this Clone Army, acting as an illegal Jedi Commander, makes you guilty of treason. Treason carries the Death Penalty."
"I've been dead before..." Nathan grimaced. "Besides...the rest of you are smart enough to go back into the shadows, where even the Sith couldn't find you if you didn't want them to. If it's all going to go belly up, then it's on me...it'll be me they want, and me they'll be happiest to get their hands on. If they nab the rest of you, that'll just be a bonus. But until that day comes, I'm going to do everything I can to use the Clones, and the...Supermodel Vampire Androids..." he added in exasperation, pinching the bridge of his nose at how completely psychotic the last part of that sentence sounded when combined with everything that went before it.
"...to save as many lives, and crush as many of these evil Sith Motherfethers as possible."
"A noble goal. Even if it ends in your public execution. You really are a son to me." she praised.
"You in?"
"But of course..." she smiled. "I take the public name of Magdalena Vittoria Britannia Bloodscrawl. I can begin my duties immediately, should you so wish."
"Of course...Mother...you may act at your discretion." Nathan replied stoically. "Welcome to the Family."
(Cutaway to that chainsaw fight in Resident Evil 7)
Present...
In-between getting used to the population of Kytrand, helping her own followers get settled there, and preparing to start religious indoctrination, Magdalena was happy to do side jobs.
For example, though Nathan was opposed to the Lightsworn, he found it useful to find some way of keeping an eye on them.
To that end, Magdalena had offered to join the Lightsworn in order to keep a few feelers within in case he could make use of their aggression for his own purposes later. As no one had heard of Magdalena Bloodscrawl, she was basically able to approach them, and offer her services as a follower of the Light Side to their cause. But she had chosen a different insertion method from the others.
A Reflec coated drop pod was launched from a line stealth equipped TIE Whisper purchased on the black market, and it fell to the planet, close to the vector the other Jedi had landed on, landing into an outpost of Droidekas, who immediately gathered around it, priming their blaster cannons...
The hatch burst out , smacking into the Droideka in front of it, followed by glowing green projectiles of blood, erupting from the body of the Drop Pod's occupant, who somersaulted out of it rather elegantly, brandishing an Exar Kun style Double Bladed Lightsaber that flashed green blades as she changed, her blood seeping into the Droids she had hit,causing green electricity to arc over their frames as their programming was switched, and they began firing on all the Droids she had not hit, while she herself resorted to deflecting shots as she patiently, carefully advanced, wearing her dark blue Ritual Gown with an exposed arm, which allowed her to release blood objects through her skin as she advanced with her blood projectiles hitting more and more droids, reprogramming them as well.
In the Niman Style she fought, her take on it more acrobatic than normal. She seemed unnaturally fast, gliding into her opponents more than running or leaping, blades moving in tight spins around her body as she did.
Nathan also didn't like the Trade Federation, and felt like causing chaos for them.
When the street she was fighting on had a relatively stable defense. Magdalena willed a cut to appear on the flesh of her palm and she drew a large ring of glowing green blood on the wall of a bank, the side of an apartment building, and the street itself.
The ring created a pool of light within, linking to matching circles on three ships just outside the system, close to an Asteroid Field.
Dozens upon dozens upon dozens of EFR-SF Heavy Battle Droids flew out of the formed portal in the street, their mission specifically to aid the Jedi battling their way against the endless. FRom the portal of the wall came one dozen EFR Super Heavy Battle Droids clinking out, and from the last came over one hundred EFR Heavy Battle Droids. All of them basically suicide troops, never intended to be recovered, all to be sent to harass defending forces, in addition to whatever Droids she had reprogrammed with her own blood. All of them began to engage Droids and any Trade Federation forces that directly fired on them. The portals cut off, the rings energy expended on both sides
Very quiet bolts rained down from the sky at extreme rates at enemy Droid Forces, joined by half the heavies opening fire on enemy air support, and the rest on ground support, with the rest of the ground Droids trying to draw as much aggression on them as possible while the Sorceress flew into the air with the aid of the Force, spotting the Lightsworn fighting for their lives.
She flew to them at high speed, dive bombing an impact point slightly ahead of the main group, glowing green blood leaking out of her eyes and mouth, turning into sharpened spear points that exploded into droids on contact.
A composite beam impacted close to her and she was flung into a wall, exploding into a shower of green blood as her body liquefied on impact...yet the blood kept moving, flowing out of the gown, bladed tendrils forming from the blood mass and cutting Droids in half nearby, grabbing it's fallen lightsaber as it fought it's way back into the gown, reforming into Magdalena, who immediately dashed towards one of the Giant Droids with Force Flight, darting through it's attempts to grab her, firing off a blood spike from her palm into its cranial chassis, which magically pierced it, and flowed inside, causing green electricity to arc across it's body like other reprogrammed Droids, and it began firing all it's onboard weaponry at the other Droids it's size as well as smaller ones.
Magdalena dived back down into the thickest fray of Droids, blades spinning about in a deadly pattern...
Valery Noble
Teegota Tuuk
Kyric
Kornon
Tyrus Vastor
Credit Wizard
Aerarii Tithe
Alaric
Shute Gunray
Darth Defias
Aelina Corsanis