Eclipse Actual
Engaging:
Darth Senthral
Loadout: Double-bladed lightsaber,
blaster pistol, vibroknife,
Imperial Mk. I "Dooku-Pattern" Jedi Armor
Allies: Lyra Vent, NIO
Enemies:
Darth Tennacus
, BotM
Part One: Awaken, Iron Sun!
A few days ago...
Eclipse Company had enjoyed some relative peace in recent months, though they eagerly awaited their next major deployment. Days were spent running drills and gathering intel regarding potential threats to the NIO. Though their great enemy, The Sith Empire, may had been gone, something new was stirring on the horizon. A new threat to the galaxy had emerged, and had even successfully destroyed a planet. The Maw had become known by all, and Amadeus wanted Eclipse Company to be prepared for the inevitable conflicts of the future.
Amadeus would never forget the day that he heard the news. It was a particularly cold day, though it hadn't phased the ever-diligent members of Eclipse Company. They were running deployment and covert insertion drills for three days now, as Amadeus had anticipated that there would be a day that they were placed deep within enemy lines. He didn't know when, or where, but every piece of him knew that it would be coming soon. As for the commander himself, he had been pouring over all of the data he could gather regarding the Brotherhood. Many long nights were spent studying, analyzing, waiting...
This was one of those nights.
Roland burst into the room, a grim look upon his face. Amadeus shot a look over to him. He never knew Roland to show concern, but something in his eyes said that something had gone very, very wrong.
"
Sir... I... well... ah chit, there's no easy way to say it. The Imperator is dead. Fel has taken command."
His eyes narrowed as he looked back down to his desk. The words that spilled from Roland's mouth barely even seemed to make sense. It all seemed... surreal, as if Amadeus had found himself stumbling through a bad dream.
"
How?"
"
Halketh. Looks like our Carlaci friend has decided to claim the title of Dark Lord. Intel shows that Carlac has had the backing of the Maw as well."
Amadeus' fist immediately slammed onto the desk. He had always looked up to Lord Halketh. As a fellow darksider within the ranks of the NIO, Amadeus yearned for the acceptance that he always perceived the Carlaci to have. Unfortunately... it appeared that the Force had other plans. He immediately grabbed his lightsaber from his desk, clipping it to his belt as he looked back to Roland.
"
If you use the term 'friend' in regards to Halketh again, in any context, I will have you shot. Halketh is a traitor and a Sith. Any Carlaci that stand by the traitor are also considered to be such."
He started for the door, grabbing his blaster as he passed by Roland.
"
Prepare Eclipse Company. When the time comes, we will burn Carlac to the ground."
Part Two: Death to the Disloyal
A Dish Best Served Coldly
Amadeus kept to the shadows as he maneuvered his way through the cold streets of Carlac. He had left Eclipse Company in Roland's capable hands once again, opting to move ahead as part of the taskforce meant to cut the head from the snake. The rest of Eclipse Company would be moving to sweep across the planet, linking up with elements of the Blue-Hearts in the area as they made their way through the shadows.
The Black Sheep of Galidraan was like a shadow himself, moving from cover to cover as he got closer to his objective. He could have made the advance with the other teams, but this was his wheelhouse. Slitting throats and hiding bodies came naturally to the former Sith assassin, and there would be plenty of that on this day.
He kept pushing forward, till he felt a shift in the Force...
Sith were near.
Amadeus made sure to mask his own Force signature as best as he could. He had grown quite used to hiding his presence, though the storm that raged above Carlac made things difficult. It was hard to pin things down within the movement of the Force, and even harder to tell if he would be successful in completely cloaking himself. Either way, he would push toward the dark energy he felt swirling nearby. As he pushed through the cold darkness of Carlac, Amadeus finally saw the encounter between the Sith and the COMPNOR agent. Though Amadeus wasn't familiar with this particular operative, he felt that taking on a Sith lord was a tall order, even for a skilled operative.
It was time to even the odds.
He didn't waste any time, igniting the crimson blades of his lightsaber as he dashed for Tennacus. Using the Force to enhance his speed, he was able to close the gap in very little time, hoping for the element of surprise. His lightsaber cut a horizontal line through the air as he hoped to decapitate the Sith with the first blow. If he could end this fight before they had time to react, perhaps they could continue the advance. If not, then at least the operative wouldn't be in this fight alone. Either way, his bloodlust was in need of satiating. One way or another, the fallen Imperator would be avenged.
Roland Thorne: Eclipse One
Location: Near Srares' Outskirts
Objective: Link up with allies
Allies:
Michael Barran
,
Aemilio Valaar
, NIO
Enemies:
Halketh
,
The Mongrel
,
Marlon Sularen
, BotM
The cold winds of Carlac had only been enhanced by the storming airs of darkness, but a bit of snow and darkness wasn't enough to stop the brave soldiers of Eclipse Company. They were trained to withstand the harshest of winters, and their resolve had only been further steeled by the loyalty to their fallen Imperator. As the last of them exited their dropships, Roland could hear the familiar voice of Tycho Vosk over their secured channel.
<<Overwatch to Eclipse One. No sign of Barran or the Blue-Hearts yet. I'll keep making the climb, see if I can get a better view.>>
<<Eclipse One here. Heard ya Overwatch, will be in touch. Keep your head down out there. There's more than just Mawites out there. Reports say that we have a lot of those undead in the area. Best to keep a low profile. Eclipse One out!>>
With those words, Roland gave the signal for the dropships to depart, leaving Eclipse Company alone in the snow. They had made sure to spread their numbers around, maintaining a wide line as they pressed through the dark, cold of Carlac. The more space between them, the harder it would be for the enemy to detect their movements. They slowly pushed forward, scanning the area for any sign of the enemy.
<<Remember, if you see a friendly uniform, you call "Imperator". If they can't answer, then you take 'em down. We don't know how many of our own have been risen thus far, so we can't be too careful.>>
Roland could even feel the cold seeping through his armor, almost as if the planet were attempting to invade their very bodies. Perhaps it was some form of sorcery, or perhaps Roland was just becoming paranoid. He did his best to shake it off, maintaining focus as he pushed through the snow. The march through the snow was long and slow, but it would be worth every inch in the end. They were here for one reason... vengeance.
A quick signal to hold position came from the commander as he heard sounds in the distance. Raising his blaster to meet the unknown, he called out to the mysterious approaching figures.
"
Imperator!"
The winds were howling on the hillside as Tycho and his recon team pushed their way up the hill. The team had been handpicked by Tycho himself, and had undergone extensive training under his watch. Though he had found the methods of Eclipse Company to be easy to fall in with, Tycho had often wished for a squad that operated as he did, and thus far, it seemed that it was working out. They continued their climb until they reached a nice, flat portion of the hillside. One of his team took position at the edge of the ledge, looking over the planet below for any sign of enemy movements.
"
Any sign?"
"
Negative, sir."
"
Chit. Guess we'll have to keep moving."
Tycho turned back to one of their team, a quiet, Carlaci man by the name of Algren Tesh.
"
Well, Algren, this is your home. If your people were to give us trouble, where could we expect them to hit us from?"
Algren shot a look to the sniper. Though his face was obscured by his helmet and cold weather gear, Tycho could feel the frustration.
"
Hard to say. If I had to guess, we won't meet much in terms of actual Carlaci till we get closer to bulk of the fight. As for those corpses... well, in truth, they could come from anywhere. If there's one thing I know, it's that Halketh wouldn't have made his move without being fully prepared. My best advice is simply keep your wits about you."
Algren looked over the hillside and across the cold lands that he once called home.
"
By the way, these are not my people. They ceased being my people the moment that they took up arms against the NIO. Remember that."
"
Fair enough, Algren. Fair enough."
Though Tycho's personal loyalty was to his unit more than the Empire, he still found it hard to not question the man. He may have picked him for the unit, but ever since Halketh's betrayal, every Carlaci's loyalty had come into question, and the last thing Tycho needed was to have one of his own team shoot him in the back. For now, he would opt to believe the man, and pray that it wouldn't come back to bite him later.