The madness within

[Sara Lee Jones]

[member="Kyrel Ren"] [member="Doran ren "][member="Brent Smith"] [member="Betiliena Sudrenus"]

Dossun
2200 hours
Location- Saras apartment...heavily watched

Home finally, she never thought seeing the place would bring happiness, though she did enjoy the ride back with braser she had way to much she needed to think about mentally catch up in before she went out...or Well attempted to knowing she would be closely watched after her...actions.

She sat down on the chair she had as she looked to the ceiling, bloody hell all that happened rush in her mind...disownedby her own parents and family to the point she couldn't even contact them. She pushed that all down but no it simply pushed things back up, images of the battle she just partook in flashed befire her eyes the vong attacking men left and right in savage brutal ways, her own small rampage against them as she cite them and their staffs down...

She stood suddenly, she walked over to the bathroom as she pushed the door open nearly falling forward as her head started hurting, she finally managed to brace herself on the sink as she panted and slowly looked up to the mirror. In it she saw herself with that broken helmet she had on and a vongslowly coming behind her. She quickly turned quickly screaming out before she stopped seeing nothing there....

She fell back as she curled into a ball her head throbbing to the point it was drowning all noise out, all reality out a she relived every dark memory she ever had.

30 minute later

"She's not moved get a guy in"

Reported a security bureau personal as a man entered her apartment with a dose of your usual happy fun time tranquilizer, he moved slow and opened the door of the bathroom as Sara sat legs curled close to her as she rocked back and forth whispering to herself

"Miss Jones? Miss Jones I need you to stand u"

The man's words were silenced, he reached for his throat as her hand was extended out, she looked up grinning widely as she let a laugh out and suddenly his neck was crushed. She stood as she passed the mirror and looked inti it...suddenly It shattered before she began walking out to her living room as a security squad geared up outside

"Inform the ren now..."

A mesaga read sent out in a urgent line to the temple...the details were only available to the top ranking ren, it red

<possible force sensitive in district 3 A4...currently loose and causing destruction>

Back at the apartments the squad was already either ripped apart or so badly broke they couldnt move at all, she walked down the halls as the pounding didn't stop and she lost all touch to reality

The madness within had awoken something that laid dormant and passive...now it had brought out the darkest part of her

 

[Doran Ren]

"Understood FOSB, this is Doran Ren, I am moving to intercept." The Ren smiled as he donned his black hood and strapped on his mask. He stepped out of his tie fighter and strode downward into the streets of Dosuun until he was standing right in front of the rampaging girls apartment building. He saw a dead agent laying on the ground, well, pasted to the ground. He had been thrown from a higher level. Doran moved silently through the door of the apartment and headed up the stairs. Who was this girl anyway? All he knew was that she was rampaging, using the force, and had downed multiple agents.

As he reached the top of the stairs he backed up against the wall and listened. He heard a man begging for mercy and a sudden snap, followed by a maniacal laugh. Doran grinned and activated his comm, "This is Doran to all Ren operatives in the area, I've found our girl, she's on the 10th level, I'm moving in." The man turned the corner to see the girl standing there, glaring at him. He cocked his head to the side and smirked "My my, I didn't expect our rampaging monster to be so pretty." She grinned and laughed maniacally at him staring through his mask. His eyes widened and he took a step back in fear. "Oh Kark me."

​[member="Kyrel Ren"] [member="Brent Smith"] [member="Betiliena Sudrenus"]

 

[Tour Sera]

<possible force sensitive in district 3 A4...currently loose and causing destruction>

The sergeant had been listening in secretly on the First Order's secure channels as she hunkered down in a prefab apartment block opposite Sara's own residence. She was in her underlays now, having disrobed her armor upon their arrival on Dosuun. It was her first time here, and only hours in she was already in the thick of it - touring the marketplace and buying all sorts of foodstuffs and little gadgets for her armor before heading back for a little Juri Juice - she'd been psyched to have found some here. An alcoholic concoction that included the blood of a Rodian as an ingredient didn't appeal to most of the galaxy.

A4. That's where Sara lives. I better go check it out.

In under 5 minutes, Tour had zipped and armed herself up; finally putting her repaired helmet on and activating her HUD. She slung her 19D, her fusion plasma blaster pistol, her P5 and finally cradled her Sky Raider in her arms as she strapped her utility belt on - with all her knives, grenades and other gadgets, and took a deep sigh. The sights and sounds of Zonama Sekot were still fresh in her mind, and she wasn't going to take any chances on an alien world - Mandalorians, Iridonians, Arkanians and Echani were one thing: Force Sensitives were another, as she was coming to learn.

Tour took a step towards the window, and with a soft verbal prompt her repulsor-lift boots lifted her off the floor as she leaned forward; hovering through the window and out across the streets two stories up as she shot through one of apartment A4's hallway windows. The Staff Sergeant landed on both her feet, and toggled the headlight on her helmet as she slowly walked down the hall, in bladed firing stance and ready to shoot. She kept a lookout for where Sara may be, worrying that something may have happened to her. As her acting NCO, she felt personally responsible for this one - despite her reputation for callously sending auxiliaries to the firing lines. The human was a capable fighter, and letting one such as her go to waste to some hyper-talented brat wouldn't reflect well on her.

As she turned to the right down the far end of the hallway, she found the bodies of a few security bureau personnel on the floor. A quick scan revelaed the bodies to still be warm. Whoever did this was still nearby.

[member="Sara Lee Jones"]

 

[Brent Smith]

There was nothing quite so lovely as Mara's hand in his own. The way her skin felt against his was so natural, calming and loving. This was the sort of thing that Brent looked forward to on his leave time. With the weeks between missions, the agent didn't hesitate to take advantage of spending as much time with he as he could, walking through the mall with her like this was just a good excuse to do that. For the precious moments he was with her, the world seemed to just melt away.

"Oh look at that," she said eyeing the nearby Vakkar Secrets store. She arched one of her perfect eyebrows suggestively, "Wanna--"

Brent's comm buzzed in his pocket, the man instinctively drew it out, tapping the screen. The words he saw instantly sent a chill through his spine, his hand released Mara's and his jaw tightened. Just like that, their perfect evening was ended.

"Sorry, sweetheart, I--"

"I know, I know," she waved him away with a forced, supportive smile to hide her disappointment, "Go save the world. I'll wait."

"Thanks, love," he planted a peck on her lips, "I will make it up to you when I get back. I promise."

The agent turned on his heel, jogging through the mall to his speeder parked near the front. With a quick flick of the wrist he popped the truck open and retrieved a black duffle bag. As an FOSB active field agent, his paranoia knew no ends, and he was always ready for his next call out. He pulled a comm link bead from his coat and shoved it in his ear, patching through to the active comm.

"This is Agent Smith, FOSB op reporting in," the man said taking a seat in his speeder. He brought the engine to life with a roaring hum. He slammed the speeder in gear and sent it lurching forward, "Moving in to the hot zone." The man reached in the bag with one hand, fishtailing onto the freeway with the other, "Requesting orders, detain or kill?"

[member="Doran Ren"] I [member="Sara Lee Jones"] I @Tour Sara I [member="Kyrel Ren"]​

 

[Sara Lee Jones]

[member="Doran Ren"] [member="Tour Sera"] [member="Brent Smith"] [member="Kyrel Ren"] [member="Betiliena Sudrenus"]

"Agent Smith, orders are to detain and subdue anyway possible. Subject is to remain alive"

Back at the apartments, Sara had spotted the man coming into the hall after she just killed another agent. She felt him somehow yes he had the darkness too, however she wanted him dead for some reason all of them dead! She let a sort if insane roar at him as the bodies if the men rose along with their weapons and one by one she threw them towards the ren laughing as she did watching before she turned feeling someone behind her, she stopped for but a second seeing who it was before she grabbed her head and let another scream out as a door ripped from it's hinges and was thrown to tour as she looked to the ground forming a ball of the force and slammed it down causing a hole to form as she fell through and ran for a window jumping out and into the street the force softening her landing

The street around was cleared with several speeder setting and waiting, many agents a.s security forces has gathered to hopefully stop Sara before she could move any further into the city

"Miss Jones stand down, lay on your belly hands behind your back"

A speaker said as Sara stood fully glaring at everything around her as she wanted it all black, gone, destroyed! She covered her ears as the force charged within her , she let a scream as the force shot out in all direction, breaking windows sending people and some speeders flying

If someone didn't stop her shed likely head start ripping these men apart....and she wouldn't be able to stop herself from doing so

 

[Tour Sera]

"Corporal Sara Lee Jones"

The Staff Sergeant landed flat on her feet in the middle of the road, having quickly jumped out the window of the apartment from earlier and toggled her repulsorlift boots to dampen her landing after hearing the ruckus that had made its way through most of the building and out into the streets. She kept her arms raised with elbows bent, pointing her Sky Raider upwards as she slowly approached the bewildered auxiliary.

With her other hand, she toggled both her electrical capacitance and mobile military personal shields as she carefully walked towards [member="Sara Lee Jones"], keeping her steps light so as not to startle her. "Sara", she began, her voice now evidencing a little more concern than her usual Stoic tone, "You remember me? We served together on Zonama Sekot: quite the fight we had back on that planet, remember?" And so as Staff Sergeant Sera chuckled a little, a few civilians around them began to raise their heads and peer over from where they were hiding, obviously startled by the previous sonic burst coming from the human.

"Sara, we need to get you help. There are people who'll be able to help you. Even the auxiliary has its own doctors, Sara. Come with me." Tour then held her hand out while standing about four arms' lengths away from Sara, as if encouraging her to walk towards her and hopefully come to.

[member="Brent Smith"] [member="Doran Ren"]

 

[Doran Ren]

Doran reached down and ripped his saber from his belt, activating the crimson blade and holding it in the air in a defensive posture. The saber bathed his side of the hallway in a dark red light. "Listen lady, I don't want to hurt you... hopefully, you don't want to hurt me. So I need you to come peacefully so we can sort this thing out." The girl replied with only laughter and a crazed roar as she used the force to grip the fallen agents and hurl them at Doran. He cursed under his breath and placed a foot behind him to hold his ground. He used his lightsaber to cut down, or through, the corpses being thrown at him. Walking forward as his saber moved in a relentless flurry in front of him. The corpses of the agents, now cut in several pieces, flew past him and littered the floor. The last one past him as he stood there breathing heavily. He extended his hand and tried to grip the girl with the force and pull her towards him, however he was relatively untrained with the force and she easily broke from his grip. He gawked as she used the force to tear a hole In the floor and jump through.

He looked down out of the window and saw the rampaging girl standing still in the streets below, surrounded by agents. Someone else was speaking to her, another young auxiliary. Doran stepped back from the window, deactivated his saber, and used both of hands to blow the window apart. He ran forward and leapt from the window seal landing on his feet in the streets below. He saw that the girl wasn't rampaging, she was just standing there. Doran sighed and clipped his saber to his belt, walking towards her. He placed a hand on her shoulder, his other hand reaching into his cloak to pull out a set of binders. He held the binders in his right hand, ready to subdue the girl. "No one else has to get hurt, but I need you to come with me." ​He moved his hand down to her wrist and attempted to snap the binders into place.

 

[Brent Smith]

"Agent Smith, orders are to detain and subdue anyway possible. Subject is to remain alive"

"Copy," the agent said through tense lips as he swerved into on-coming traffic.

A few moments later, his speeder screeched to a halt a few blocks down from the attack zone. If he hadn't been driving his own speeder, and instead had a company vehicle he would have just used it to ram her onto the duracrete and they could cuff and hospitalize this ragin' sensation. But at this point, he wasn't all to fond of the idea of having his insurance rates go up for a job, and speeder repairs were exactly covered in his work either.

"I gotta upgrade my insurance plan," Brent muttered to himself as he climbed out of the speeder, bag of tricks in one hand and a canister in the other.

His feet quickened and the agent jogged down the remaining blocks to the hostile zone. Already there was a picket of First Order police arriving on site, forming up a sort of quarantine zone to keep civilians away and hopefully contain this threat. One of the officer stepped in front of Brent, "Sir, your going to have to--"

"FOSB, Agent Smith, clearance code Alpha 78, please step aside," Brent said quickly and politely.

The man cocked his head to the side surprised for a second. He must have not realized how serious the situation was. The man side stepping quickly, "Please, go right through, Mister Agent."

"Thank you, set your weapons to stun. If she comes for you, fire until she goes down, I'll take care of the rest," the agent ordered stepping past him.

When Brent saw the danger he had come to contain, he couldn't help but feel a little surprise. He hadn't expected the threat of this magnitude to be a woman. It wasn't sexism, it was that out of assault and violence cases, 76% were committed by men. From this distance, Brent couldn't see her face, but he could see the familiar look of a Ren forcie and another Officer moving in to try and subdue and detain her.

"Well, that's lovely," Brent muttered to himself as he pulled a gasmask from his bag of tricks. He pulled it overhead, letting it fit snugly over face. The regulator muffled his next words, "Sorry, guys."

He doubted this monster was about to go down easily--and even if it was, he wasn't gonna gamble with their lives or the lives of the civilians around them. With a flick of his wrist, Brent pulled the pin on his canister, rolling it across the duracrete between him and the target. Coma gas began to seep from its opening, working its colorless, odorless magic. "Nothing personal."

[member="Doran Ren"] I [member="Tour Sera"] I [member="Sara Lee Jones"]​

 

[Asantas]

When she got the alert about a rampant she wasted no time to grab some light armor and her force Pike that she has had since her time in the Vahl, It was a subdue order and she didn't intend to kill unless no other alternative could be found as her tie fighter and did a brisk jog to find the target as quickly as possible jogging past dead officers. She perked up hearing commotion and bolted over to the source and stopped seeing what she could imagine was the target [member="Sara Lee Jones"] with other agents trying to talk her down, She wasn't one for conversation so she simply took the most neutral stance she could find and stood near by observing in case the target decides to go balistic. She kept her tight grip around her pike and set the electrical discharge to stun levels only so it doesn't fry the young woman but just stun her enough to try and subdue if she attacks them.


[member="Brent Smith"] [member="Doran Ren"] [member="Tour Sera"]

 

[Sara Lee Jones]

[member="Betiliena Sudrenus"] [member="Doran Ren"] [member="Brent Smith"] [member="Tour Sera"] [member="Kyrel Ren"]

She heard a voice, it sounded familiar so familiar. She looked to her right as she growled and back away looking her over. She .over widely looking at the others before the words came to her as she looked back the eyes softening a bit before that horrid place was mentioned . She placed her hands on her head as she shook it and spoke

no no no no, I'm good this is me! This has always been me! I've just hidden it hahahaha! Stay away please...please sera...please!

She screamed and used the force to push sera past the barricade and hopefully out of the way. She felt someone coming behind her as she turned slowly and kicked the man back as she saw the cuffs

STAY AWAY! YOU CAN'T TAKE ME!

She suddenly shot lightning out that went wild oast him towards him and around everywhere else hurting multiple people that screamed falling to the ground. She heard something roll towards her as she looked to a masked man and suddbely anger drive through her veins as in he rage she took a big breathunahke the card and used the force to lift the gas grenade and through it into the crowd watching as it would cause some to flat out drop into a nice slumber

s..stay away, stay away! I'll kill you all!

She used the force to throw a few speeders few feet away as she laughed and then started moving slowly back into the building cornered like a animal as she had no she's else to go...two rens a bloody agent....she wasn't thinking straight and had no other way...

 

[Doran Ren]

Before Doran could react the girl quickly whirled around and kicked him in the chest, sending him back a few feet. He caught himself and drew his saber, only to be fried by a torrent of force lightning. He was thrown back against the entrance of the apartment complex. His cloak and leather armor was lightly seared, but he was in trememndous pain. He writhed and gagged as the lightning shot through every part of his body. Even though the girl had stopped the power was still surging through him, blue electricity covering his body. The lightning finally died out but he was still writhing on the ground. He coughed and struggled to stand up, rapidly searching for his weapon. His lightsaber was laying on the ground beside the rampaging girls feet. He groaned loudly and attempted to stand up, having to hold himself up on the doorframe.

He sighed a heavy breath and focused his power on the saber, the hilt flew towards him and he grasped the weapon In his right hand. Ignited the red blade and taking it in both hands, taking an offensive stance. "You're cut off, stop now or I'm gonna have to hurt you." He gritted his teeth and held his saber tight. Prepared for whatever torrent of fury he was about to be faced with. The girl turned and laughed maniacally at him and he nervously chuckled and activated the comm in his mask. "Yeah this Doran to...... whoever the hell is listening. Help... NOW!"

[member="Sara Lee Jones"] [member="Tour Sera"] [member="Brent Smith"] [member="Betiliena Sudrenus"] [member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Brent Smith]

Well this was going from bad to worse. Brent sighed as he watched the woman go ape-chit crazy on the guy coming up behind her, and as his precious canister of Coma gas was tossed away into the crowd. He could feel the eyes of one of the local officers glaring at him from behind. Brent held up his index finger, "Not a peep. Not a peep."

Lightening went everywhere and things were going crazy.

"Well if we gotta play rough little girl, I can go rough," Brent shook his head reluctantly. He rummaged in his bag, pulling out a quirky gun, sized between a pistol and a carbine. It was just large enough for him to seat in his shoulder, but too short to be considered a proper rifle.

"Yeah this Doran to...... whoever the hell is listening. Help... NOW!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming," Brent promised over the comm. He hummed a tune casually strolled towards the woman as she backed up against the building. In one hand he held his rifle, in the other his duffle bag of tricks. At this close of a range, he recognized the woman. Sara Lee Jones. She had piloted him deep into dangerous territory on one of his earliest missions. Brent gave a woeful shrug. What led her here was beyond him, but he had a job to do.

"Sorry little lady," he said, bringing his rifle to bear on her.

With a quick pull of the trigger, six golden orbs few out from the barrel, between them cris-crossed golden beams of energy, forming a stun net that quickly hurled towards his target.

"And one more for good measure," Brent added, firing a second time. He had enough charges for four more, and he wasn't afraid to use them.

[member="Doran Ren"] I [member="Sara Lee Jones"] I [member="Betiliena Sudrenus"] I​

 

[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel had been on Dosuun to finish overseeing the final pieces were added to Project Silencer when he had sensed a disturbance in the Force. Dressed in nothing more then an all black tunic where both of his sabers dangled from a belt he wore along with it, and the quarters he had resided in had only been temporary as he had only been known to stay in the capital when it came to very important matters regarding the will of the Supreme Leader. What he had sensed was raw untamed power. Something that was special, for a moment he became both angry and excited at the Force Signature that he had caught and so decided to end his plans on finishing the final touches to Project Silencer.

He took a speeder and traveled across the city, witnessing the carnage in his path as civilians were running, ruined speeders all over, and the closer he became he could hear the cries of a man over a comlink. He recognized it as the sounds of one of the Ren and then in that moment he finally reached the signature. It was the former captain of Bolt Squadron. Now his anger increased ten fold, as the Enforcer hopped off his speeder bike and recognized several beings. [member="Brent Smith"]. An FOSB agent within who he had encountered on Kaeshana, and for a long time had assumed he was dead although it would appear that such a statement would be considered an exaggeration. Then came the Auxillary Captain [member="Tour Sera"]. Which who had watched closely since Zonoma Sekot and had plans to make her his Apprentice. And then it was two Disciples [member="Betiliena Sudrenus"] which he had also recognized from the Expedition of Jakku. This is what had angered him most of all, was how not even Disciples could stand against a rampaging Force Sensitive.

He had finally had enough as he stepped forward, past the corpses, and the bolts of lightning, past the rubble as he extended his hand out open palmed with Force targeted at the girl. Attempting to use Force Stun or what he liked to call Force Freeze, he would no doubt be able to stop her and hoped the intended effect would freeze her and keep her there. If it worked he would say to all of them, the familiar tone of Vader, or a raspy tone due to damaged vocal chords was replaced with what seemed to be a Core World accent reminiscent of his Mother. He looked to each one as the voice was gentle at first but then gave way to anger as he studied every individual in his vicinity. "I am greatly disappointed in you Disciples. You should at least be able to tame Force User with ease, especially one who is discovering their powers. As for you Jones, I hereby place you under arrest." He said his dark eyes flashing yellow as he looked straight ahead at the former Captain.


[member="Doran Ren"]

 

[Sara Lee Jones]

[member="Kyrel Ren"] [member="Brent Smith"] [member="Doran Ren"] [member="Betiliena Sudrenus"] [member="Tour Sera"]

She turned towards the ren, she saw that red saber as she growled and raised not knowing where to escape, her anger increased ten fold as she felt something coming towards her. She turned to see the agent getting ready to fire something. She held her hand out as she threw the first to the side straight aimed for [member="Doran Ren"].

The next she held her hand up at the next as she watched it slow then fall at her feet as she looked to [member="Brent Smith"] and she growled as she started charging him and jumped

Suddenly the world stopped...she wasn't moving at all, she looked around with her eyes as she looked around feeling a powerful dark side signature. Her eyes glanced over as she saw....that wasn't kyrel was it...he seemed so...different...human and his vouce sounded normal

ky...rel?!

She spoke with difficulty her mind was racing and then suddenly it all went dark as the sound diminished as the world came to and she could only sob, she could only cry as the feeling she had gone the power gone. However kyrel would feel that power retreat back into her...she didn't remember a thing and soon the energy left as she passed out frozen in the air...

She wake up soon enough likely when she is in containment....for now her body was exhausted, having expanded so much energy without meaning to do so. Such carnal power, locked up, only amplified by her emotions and traumtic experiences...

 

[Doran Ren]

Doran watched as the coil of electrified net flew towards him. He quickly sidestepped and rolled forwards as the stun net soared over his head. His role landed him directly in front of the girl, he shot up onto his feet and swung his saber at her, stopping it directly at the base of her shoulders. Expecting quick resistance from her he moved his feet to steady himself against a force push. However she did not move, she was.... frozen? He slowly turned behind him to see a black robed man walking towards them, his hand extended. It was Kyrel Ren, one of the senior members of the Ren organization. He deactivated his lightsaber and quickly clipped it back to his belt. He whirled around to the knight and removed his mask and hood, dropping down on one knee.

The Ren was quick to express his disappointment to the disciples and arrest the rampaging girl. "Apologies my Lord, I will not fail you again. I promise this." He stood up and held his hands behind his back, moving away from the master Ren. He passed a fellow disciple, one he had not met before. He extended his gloved hand to her and greeted her without a smile, just his usual grim expression. "I don't believe we have met sister [member="Betiliena Sudrenus"]."

[member="Brent Smith"] / [member="Kyrel Ren"] / [member="Sara Lee Jones"] / [member="Betiliena Sudrenus"]

 

[Brent Smith]

And just like that, Kyrel Ren was on the scene. He stunned her, rendering Sar--the Target helpless. As the woman passed out, Brent was quick to pull stun cuffs from his bag and bind her hand and ankles both. Its not like she would be moving any time soon, and it was better to have her totally imobile than not. For safety measures, he added a neural inhibitor. He didn't plan on losing this one any time soon.

The agent patted his unconscious former comrade on the back, "Sorry about this."

It was all a part of the job, and he hated it. Sometimes in the FOSB, your friends today were your targets tomorrow. That was just how spy work went and attachments were best formed loosely, if at all.

Brent stood to his full height, stretching his back as he picked his bag up off the floor. Kyrel mentioned something about disappointment. Brent cocked his head to the side slightly. Kyrel was the acting officer on scene, and besides, he was one of the Ren. You didn't talk back to them, and you didn't object. There was the whole part about being able to snap your neck with just a glance.

"Sorry, sir," Brent said in a casual voice, "I'll work on being more prepared next time."

[member="Doran Ren"] I [member="Sara Lee Jones"] I [member="Betiliena Sudrenus"] I [member="Kyrel Ren"]​

 

[Asantas]

She was going to move in and help but stopped moving when she saw the Agent fire a net and didn't wish to be caught within it hoping it would capture the target with little effort but that was a short lived dream as the target continued to roam free and grew increasingly agitated because of it, She readied her pike for a charge as she leaped for the agent to intercept but stopped as she felt a familiar and rather scary presence, That and the target was frozen in mid air, She turned to see Kyrel Ren the one who took her to Jakku and leader of the Ren themselves was here and was not happy that two disciples couldn't stop a new born force user on a rampage and his remarks stung as she was dissapointed in herself that she didn't do much to try and restrain the beast. She looked up to one of the approaching disciples as he seemed to wish to introduce himself. She spoke in a calm monotone voice I am Betilena I only just joined and I am still young in comparison to the others I promise next time I wont be just ...there for show.

[member="Brent Smith"] [member="Doran Ren"] [member="Sara Lee Jones"] [member="Kyrel Ren"] [member="Tour Sera"]