The Founder: Part 1

[Soeht]

Yet, Hecarim found himself at a disadvantage. The mech took a moment to stop firing its rocket launchers at graves. It pointed the same arm that had the rocket launcher at Hecarim. Then, the pilot pulled the trigger and unleashed a burst of fire at the Dark Jedi. A flamethrower, essentially, for close quarters combat. The mech would have no issue withstanding the flames of its own attack while nearly anyone within close range of it would have to back away.

Hecarim did just that in order to avoid suffering major damage. He leaped away from the mech. Yet, some flames did manage to get him in the eyes. He screamed in pain as his lightsaber deactivated and he clutched his head.

[SIZE=11pt]It was at this moment that Daella made her move. She preferred not to charge in without knowing something about the enemy. [/SIZE]

 

[Soeht]

Now, Daella had thought of a means ot destroy the mech. She rushed for it as fast as she could. While the mech still tried to bring down Graves with its large blaster, it aimed its flamethrower at the approaching woman.

Once Daella had gotten close enough, the pilot of the mech pulled the trigger and spewed an inferno at the woman. Daella threw out her left arm at the incoming flames. The Force bent to her will and sliced the flames in two. This prevented Daella from being touched directly by them.

Using the momentary relief from the heat, Daella stabbed the weapon that the mech held with ease. A hiss soon followed as the flamethrower died. Daella stepped away from the mech as quickly as possible. The pilot was distressed about the sudden loss of his weapon’s functionality and aimed it at Daella. He intended to fire rockets at the woman.

 

[Soeht]

However as soon as the pilot pulled the trigger, the weapon exploded. The mech fell backwards onto the ground. Daella had cut into one of the rockets. The sudden movement of the weapon trying to fire the rocket caused it and the rest of the clip to explode in that one moment.

Without any hesitation, Daella rushed forward in order to execute the pilot. Stuck in the cage that was his cockpit, the pilot was helpless as Daella jumped on top of the mech and plunged her purple lightsaber into the glass. The plasma beam sliced through the cockpit with ease and pierced the body of the pilot.

Then, Daella unclipped a grenade on her utility belt and dropped it through the hold that she created with her lightsaber. She hopped down the mech and ran away from it. An explosion soon followed - completely destroying the mech and preventing it from operating anymore.

 

[Soeht]

The Elite Four were impressed by Daella’s skill in battle. They believed that she expertly combined all the strengths together in one body .

They quickly recovered though and followed their Master as she pressed forward into the facility. With the mech defeated, there were not as many threats in the path. The soldiers were easy to dispatch.

During the assault, Hercarim lagged behind. He nursed the wound to his eyes. Yet, Daella could tell that it was unlikely he would ever be able to see as a normal human ever again.

Still, Hecarim was far enough back that he was not a hindrance to the group. It would have been a quick end to Hecarim’s life if a bunch of Sith had to attempt to protect his life. Even Daella would not have opposed leaving him to die in order to save time on the mission.

 

[Soeht]

Eventually, the group came before a massive door. Daella saw a sign on the wall near it: Control Room.

However, it was clear that it was locked from the inside. A console was available, yet it required a password in order to unlock the door from the outside. Immediately, Ezreal stepped forward in order to let his magic with technology shine. He hooked his wristcomm device up to the console and began to work on hacking the console.

At the same time, a rush of soldiers began to charge at the group. Now down to three combatants, they were hard pressed to keep up with the influx of hostiles. Yet, Daella, Graves, and Trist were all able to hold their own ground against the onslaught.

It seemed like forever since Ezreal began to hack into the console. Daella managed to cut down her opponents with ease. Yet, Graves and Trist were beginning to struggle.

 

[Soeht]

More and more soldiers just seemed to be pouring in to bring down the group. Daella was beginning to wonder just what she could do in order to make sure everyone else could keep fighting after this battle. She did not have the time to teach another group of lieutenants - even if she survived the assault on the pirate’s compound.

When she had some reprieve from constant battle, Daella took a moment to focus on the dark side of the Force. She used the rage within herself in order to call forth a mighty barrage of Sith lightning on every soldier that opposed them. The arcs of electricity sprawled forth in nearly infinite directions to make contact with the enemy.

In just a few seconds, all that opposed Daella and her group dropped dead. The corpses were smoldering due to the sheer power that Daella held behind her blast.

 

[Soeht]

While the fight had raged on, Ezreal had continued to hack into the console. Just after Daella dispatched all of the soldiers with the Force, the door was opened. Now, there was a path before them in order to confront the leader of this group of soldiers as well as find any leads on the whereabouts of the focusing lens.

The door slid open. Daella was the first to break the threshold. Immediately, she came under fire from a group of soldiers that were planning to ambush the Sith. Daella defended herself with ease while Graves and Tristana killed the soldiers that fired on her.

Before the group was a man and a console. The man sported the typical garb of a military officer. It was obvious at this point that they were not truly pirates.

“Agents of the Republic?” questioned Daella as she looked at the man before her.

 

[Soeht]

“More than you know,” replied the officer, “After your raid on one of our compounds on Coruscant, we’ve kept a closer eye on you. We discovered some usual shipments heading toward this part of the galaxy.”

Behind the officer was not only a console but also a transparisteel window. Daella noticed a ship leaving the planetoid behind the officer.

“I don’t know what you planned to do with what we found though,” continued the officer, “But I imagine it’s extremely important with all the effort you’ve put in to assault this facility.”

Immediately, Daella acted a comm link that she had to get in contact with Velkoz, “Get a star destroyer to our position. We need to secure an escaping starship.”

Graves, Tristana, and Ezreal moved toward the officer after that. The Republic officer was clueless as to what was happening now. He thought Daella would have been one to talk - but he was completely mistaken.

 

[Soeht]

Without any issue, the Elite Four managed to subdue the officer and knock him unconscious. Daella looked at the escaping shuttle fly off into the distance.

“Come,” she said to the group, “We have to get to our ship. Perhaps we can delay their jump to hyperspace.”

After saying that, Daella and the Elite Four rushed outside. At the same time, Ezreal called for their ship to come to their via remote. They waited at a clearing for over a minute before the shuttle arrived. Once the landing ramp lowered, Daella, Ezreal, Trist, and Graves hopped on. Daella assisted the blind Hecarim to get back on the shuttle.

Fortunately, it was Ezreal and not Hecarim that was the pilot of the ship. Ezreal took his seat and sped off toward the runaway Republic ship. Daella took command of one of the turrets.

 

[Raijin Arashi]

I heard the Empress' mental command. "This is my fight, Acolyte. Do not interfere. Find yourself a base of operations and appropriate it. I will be at the rendezvous later."

So, I ran the way I came, jumping out a hole in the wall. A facility for my Shard constructs? All I needed was a droid factory. And materials for heavy worker droids.

Easy enough. I just had to get back to my J-Type Diplomatic Barge (not so diplomatic with the cannons hidden under the shiny electrum exterior, but whatever) and fly about until I found the industrial district. Not so hard.

And so I flew away in search of the sort of manufacturing equipment I needed.

And I would keep it for ShardWorks, of course. I wasn't just going to roll over and give my new territory away.

 

[Sheff Zee]

The Coralskippers were deployed by the Skarr Ro’ik, it’s dropships had deployed right after them as well. The rest of the fleet deployed all of it’s fighters as well. The technological starfighters sweeped around the fleet and took up their standard position behind the two giant wedges that the Coralskippers formed once they had deployed from the two Skarr Ro’iks.

The whole of the fleet was firing everything it had at those unidentified pirate ships that had several tractor beams for the multiple transport ships that were in the process of being captured.

The Hypervelocity gun of the King Adas had charged up within the first few minutes. The time had come, and it fired.

 

[Sheff Zee]

The hypervelocity round burnt through space and headed straight for the ship that had the most tractor beams and was pulling in the most transport ships. There were ten of the transport ships, all carrying high grade durasteel to Coruscant.

Now however, most of them had been freed from the grasp of the pirates.

The One Sith Taskforce had targeted the tractor beams on the pirate ships and once their shields had been dropped the ships had been released and were retreating to behind the One Sith’s Lines.

 

[Sheff Zee]

“Hail the pirates. They can’t escape anyway.”

He leaned back into his captain’s chair and watched as the firing between the fleet began to slow down. Soon the pirate’s ships stopped trying to escape the gravity well that the yammosks of the Skarr Ro’iks were casting across space, and they allowed themselves to be surrounded by the Sith Taskforce.

Once the transmission had been opened between the enemy ships, Darth Acarus got to his feet.

“All of your pirate captains and lieutenants will come to my ship.”

That was it and he closed the transmission with a wave of his hand.

 

[Sheff Zee]

Soon the Sith Knight received another transmission. At first he thought it was a response from the pirates, but instead it was the Captain that he had put in charge of his transport’s ships. He seemed relieved that he was still alive.

“My Lord, thank you for coming so soon. We had been set upon hours before I contacted you, but they chased us through One Sith Space and on are final attempt of returning to Tantorus they destroyed our esc-”

Malphas was tired of hearing him speak.

“You’ve failed me.”

 

[Sheff Zee]

His previous words were a death sentence on their own.

Turning to Captain Norduin he tilted his head to the side. “Would you like to be the Commander of my transports?”

“No, my Lord. I would hope to stay at your side.”

“A wise decision.” Malphas said with a smirk, and then he continued on. “Assign your best lieutenant to be the new Captain, also, send a team to transfer the high grade durasteel to King Adas, we’ll bring them to Coruscant personally.”

Anthony Norduin nodded and saluted to his Master.

 

[Sheff Zee]

After passing through the threshold of the bridge and heading towards the hangar bay, soon there was a grouping of Sith Troopers following after him. The Sith Knight took note of them, but he didn’t look to them physically.

Walking through the hangar bay bulkhead doors he waited in the hangar bay for his former Captain to arrive and the pirate lieutenants and Captains to come. They were all going to receive punishment for failing and trying to steal from him.

No one stole from him.

No one stole from the One Sith.

The Dark Lord was supreme.

 

[Sheff Zee]

It took a few minutes, but eventually the first few ships had arrived and were landing in the hangar bay in front of them.

He stood in front of a double line formation of Sith Troopers. Twenty-four in all, and he stood in the middle of them. The first line was crouched and were waiting for orders, the second line stood in what seemed like attention while they waited for their orders.

Malphas stood still, waiting for them to come.

“My Lord, please don’t do this! I’ve served you faithfully since the day I joined your family’s company!”

“You were a slave to my family and I gave you power.”

“I thank you for that, don’t ki-”

“How did they know of the durasteel sheets on your ships? How did they know where you were going to jump to?” There were ways to figure that out, but he wasn’t going to mention that. Any Captain knew of that, regular sensors could determine where a ship was heading. “You killed thousands of men.”

 

[Sheff Zee]

The former Captain said nothing as he looked up to the armoured form that was Darth Acarus. Before Malphas could even determine as to what to do, the pirate Captains and Lieutenants had come around the corner of the shuttle that his traitorious Captain knelt before, and a handful of Sith Troopers pushed them all down to the ground.

“I have come to notice that you’re all traitors.”

He probably sounded like an idiot just saying it like that.

“How should I deal with you?” There was already an ending to this story.

“You should le-”

“Fire.”

 

[Sheff Zee]

They all fell from their knelt positions to on their faces. The two dozen Sith Troopers behind them were clearly well trained, and they had fired in unison, moving as if they were all one unit. The first line impressed him the most, and then they stood to their feet.

The first and second line almost seemed exactly the same, all of them stood in the same perfect stance of attention.

It was crisp.

“Commandeer the pirate ships. Send them to Tantorus. Tractor beams on the mining ships, we’re continuing to Coruscant.”

 

[Sheff Zee]

Finally he had returned to the bridge and the only sound that graced his ears was that of the consoles beeping and the breathing of the bridge crew. There was also the sound of Captain Norduin issuing orders as they travelled towards Coruscant.

They would be there within a few moments, the events that had passed nearly an hour ago long forgotten and the traitors jettisoned into space along with their rogue accomplices. All in a day’s work.

He was certainly using the title of Darth properly, or so he thought. Soon he hoped, the Dark Lord of the Sith would take notice of him and raise him to become one of his Hands.