Skirmish The Pirates of the Sithocean (Open to Pirates/Outlaws/TSE)

[Darth Vulcanus]

The beast hacked in laughter as emergency ventilation kicked in and powerful vacuums pulled the deadly veil away. As his twisted form reemerged from beyond the swirling death, the Lord of Embers sniffed the air. He could smell the rot and char of skin slowly fade away as if by magic. Then he felt the surge of power emanating from Vanessa.

Again she displayed her weakness. She expended her own energy to save those lesser than herself - even as an enemy stared her down. "A goddess of worms is still a just a worm" he growled before sniffing the air once again. He could smell the power waning from her body - overtaxed and undernourished. Perhaps he would suffer her to live no longer.

Without another word the beast lunged, plowing through the doorway in a burst of steel and fire. A blur of muscle and fire he crossed the room and crashed his hulking form into the tiny witch - seeking to crush her under his weight.

But as he made contact the universe suddenly shifted. He felt himself tear away as something in The Force snapped.

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A burst of fire lashed throughout the bridge where the specter of Vanessa had just been standing - her form, momentarily or otherwise, suddenly vaporized in a cloud of flame. A second later, tumbling through a hail of blaster fire, came a fleshy, burning mass that scorched the durasteel floors. Just as the steam had earlier, this flame seemed to manifest from everywhere and nowhere all at once.

Smoke poured from its form as it came to grinding halt before those who intruded. For a brief moment the bridge fell into a silent void. Blasters fell silent. The hum of computers took over...

...then two horns rose from the flaming mound on the floor. A deep, beastial breathe. The flames extinguished. Then, all at once, the smoking mound of flesh rose - its claws emerging from two hulking arms and a rotting mouth full of teeth turned into a wide grin.

The troopers shouted something. There was a brief drumming of blaster fire. Saliva pooled from the beasts mouth as columns of blaster fire seemed to shatter against its ashen hide.

Then there was mechanical screeching. It almost sounded agonized as the robotic troopers disappeared sank into liquid puddles on the floor.

The handful of troopers who'd fired at Vulcanus suddenly and violently burst into flame as the energy of their weapons was turned against them.

"Witch" the monster growled as it raised itself to full height, its shadow eclipsing mere humans as it studied its surroundings, "your power to flee is impressive"

He had never seen such a power before. To be in the station a moment ago and in this destroyer the next. In the hands of the strong such a power could be pit to use.

With a rifling snort the beast settled sulfuric eyes on the intruders and those dark troopers who were left standing. He sniffed the air.

Weakness. Always weakness.

"These lessers" Vulcanus growled, reptillian eyes studying Alejandro and Aaron, "are the ones who have managed to defy you? Pitiful."

Alejandro Vizcaya @Ben Acrdiv Dea Aaron Beskheart Mordok The Fallen​

 

[Alejandro Vizcaya]

They weren't fighting something phisical, that much was evident as the Sith Lord tanked an entire magazine of blaster fire. Rotary blaster cannon fire, the kinds that drowned an area in fire. When the troopers entered Alejandro went to meet them, lightsaber in hand.

In the mean time, Aaron Beskheart drove her head through the durasteel and she vanished in a puff of black smoke. It bought Alejandro a few seconds, he needed to Hold the Line.

He fought them, held his ground, bashing the things with the blade of his lightsaber but to his surprise the troopers had Phirk Plating.

No dice, In order to bring these things down he would have to thrust at weakpoints and use brute force to break their limbs. He ducked, came back up and ripped the helmet off a Dark Trooper expecting him to be decapitated.

Alejandro was shocked to find out that these things were not human, they were droids, phirk plated battle droids. As the trooper went down another one emerged from the corridor and unleashed a barrage of rotary fire. Alejandro blocked a few but not even a master of soresu could block all of them.

In the barrage Alejandro was shot in the stomach, the impact drove him behind a control panel to try and get cover. Luckily Onrai was dealing with the ship core systems and he was just pinned down by fire. He gritted through the pain and pulled out his Sunshot pistol, the rail gun blasting back at the droids that were gaining ground.

At this time he thought the battle was lost, she said Mordok The Fallen was down, there were no reinforcements coming, he was shot and badly injured and this thing took Aaron's best attack and shrugged it off.

It was then he head a commotion down the hall and the district voice of his men and Dominic Turbo coming to the bridge. The battle wasnt lost! They still had time! His hope grew but it was dashed as a second figure emerged in the Destroyer.

The temperature in the ship began to rise and rise and rise even more still. The sprinklers and the weather systems were turned on as Alejandro watched in abject terror as Darth Vulcanus emerged from the nothingness as the fiery winds of Hell. They were barely holding on as it was fighting a single Sith Lord and now there were two of them.

This Monster took the Phirk plated droids who managed to resist several lightsaber strikes and rail gun shots and turned them into ash with a single wave of his hand. The stench of rotting flesh and burning ash that brought back memories of when he was a toddler, memories he couldn't remember, memories of pure terror. It was hard to see let alone breathe, the fear of this thing took his mind off the pain of the blaster shot.

When he spoke the steam that gushed from the rows of jagged teeth was hot enough to cause scalding. Was this one of those Graug monsters from the ancient era of the One Sith? But that's impossible! The Graug were extinct! But clearly they weren't because this thing was staring them down.

This was no longer about stealing a star destroyer, this was about surviving. Alejandro hid behind the controls, prepared his pistol and called the deck of the Jubelina's Revenant.

"We're gonna need some help down here!"
Onrai Ben Acrax​

 

[Aaron Beskheart]

Location: Other space, Inside the star destroyer


Aaron had her in her grasp... locked by her soul with force walk, how did she escape? How is she doing this? Many questions did he had but answers he could only get them by taking her down. It took him his most concentration and stealth to be able to get to her that easily. He now stands in complete confusion as she escaped in smoke and moved farther back. If lightsaber does not work, force walk does not work, how can they get out of this?



Suddenly it seemed as his plan worked or so it seemed as an explosion was heard coming from the orbital station, Onrai had troopers attack Aaron and he used his tutaminis to absorb the blaster shots. Suddenly he notices that a monster came into their position. Something so vile that it cannot be explained entirely nor can it be described correctly. It radiated heat so intense not anyone can get close to him. Luckily his attention was not towards the pirate but to the witch. Aaron took this opportunity to attack the troopers that were attacking Alejandro Vizcaya . He ran and jumped forward head first with his arms out and took two down.

The troopers seemed weak in the joints since they were droids. Aaron Grabbed their arms and kicked the shoulder joint to smash away at their arms. After leaving them disarmed, Aaron was shot again by the other two but saw no success as the tutaminis was absorbing all of the shots. The pirate took the rest down. by walking to them grabbing them by their necks and slamming them down. The four were done very efficiently since all they had to use against him were blaster shots. Now he tries to focus all his strength on someone that seems almost impossible to kill. well... Now she has quite the thing trying to dispose of her.

That beast might be attacking her but that won't prevent Aaron get in close and try to take her down. This was now personal, She seemed distracted and she was not taking it serious. To her this was nothing but a play date and that completely shifted the pirates mood. He now is gonna take her down.

"You will know death..."

Darth Vulcanus Ben Acrax Alejandro Vizcaya Mordok The Fallen Dea Onrai

 

[Crane Baxa]

Flicking a few switches and buttons in the engine room, he kept his mind focused through the Force as his own mental being traveled through the circuitry, eliminating the virus in sections where it had overtaken it while also sealing off exits to stop the virus from spreading. There was alarms, people screaming that they were in serious trouble yet after all of this, he was still focused on getting the crew out of this horrible area of reality. However he felt through the circuits that something large was coming and very quickly. The console would explode before him and attempt to electrocute the Chadra-Fan but his left hand would start to take the energy of the Force that was to attempt to make him suffer. It did not work...worse, it started to empower him.

The amount of the Force directed into him from some form of "Goddess" he did not even see was impressive but the matter of the fact was, he came from a bloodline that took in massive amount of Force Energy at any given time. People that have been long cursed with the Blood of the Sith in their genes, passed down to one generation after another, able to be bred with others but never once to themselves. No matter what, these genes allowed these Force Users to exhibit extraordinary powers in the Force, in their own unique fields and were when found, a beacon in the Force that no one could possibly ignore. Able to generate as much Force Energy as they could, they could potentially burn their bodies inside out from holding so much but at the same time, grant them powers beyond imagination, things that could otherwise be considered unnatural.

With the Force constantly fed into his body, his eyes that were wide had started to shift from their black fixture to a white fixture. Deep inside his blood stream, he could feel that rival blood course in his veins. That little bit that constantly survived through each generation, a pure amount of Pureblood Sith. His blood began to boil deep inside his body, he felt anger from all that occurred over the last two months...the last eight hundred years, he felt the Dark Side course through his veins once more that he constantly pushed back against since he was a child. The Beacon of Light that had been hidden had started to shine brightly from his being, as of being a large target to always be found but now...it was starting to turn dark, to turn black as night. The Dark Side of the Force now held onto him, his mind overwhelmed with the power of the Force.

Help all those who now dare try, the Lorekeeper had awakened.

Technomancer of the Lorekeepers
Ben Acrax
B E N A C R A X
C R A N E B A X A
Crane Baxa
Awakened Son of Sesara​

The Chadra-Fans eyes were a pure white, his body overwhelmed nearly with the power of the Force, the Dark Side of the Force. It ebbed from his body, his own fur smoking profusely to a non-existent end with the entire starship of the Jubille now drenched in the signature of the Dark Side. A Dark Beacon had now erupted from the engine hold, almost near impossible to miss with those even on the Star Destroyer feeling the immense power constantly pulsating throughout the area. Something had awakened and it was almost a hurricane of energy that never seemed to stop growing, almost threatening to capsize all those around them.

With his eyes glancing slowly to the side, he felt himself speed up in the Force to an almost never ending finish line. Looking at a nearby console that was not destroyed, he merely pointed as an arc of energy left his finger tip and entered into the console. It was almost a person of his being, quickly shifting through the data even faster than before, fixing what had been amassed since he been absorbing such energy. The Virus held no chance anymore, it was constantly battered and destroyed the moment the Chadra-Fans own energy found it. After a few short seconds, the whole Jubille was now rid of this virus and on lockdown as his energy of being would jump towards the Star Destroyer.

On board the Star Destroyer the others were on, it would strike hard and quickly as several systems nearby in the lower decks would start overloading from the sheer power being pushed through. Every second it seemed to be elsewhere, traveling the starship at an immense speed as power fixtures would start exploding, different area doors would slam open at random then close and when it found something intruding, as if peering through the camera fixtures themselves, it would vent the area as droids would fly out that were of intrusion. It started to destroy things as it headed towards the bridge, it became very violent as it airlocked an entire section of the starship, trapping those behind it before finally reaching the bridge.

Rather harshly, sparks would erupt from the lighting fixtures before the energy itself would rip itself out from the consoles and near the back of the room, turning into a physical being of a small person. The arms would push up then down as the Chadra-Fan then materialized completely onto the bridge with an exact ease that was frightening and filling the room with an immersive wave of Dark Side Energy. His pure white eyes would now slowly spiderweb into having yellow pupils, from the middle, having a sickly pair of eyes as his left hand became outstretched forward as the lightsaber on his belt would fly out and grip onto his hand, erupting forward with a bright orange blade. At that moment, a streak of Force Energy, almost of lightning would erupt from it and shoot out into a console as the entire systems would start to shut down as various functions went haywire but the screen would open up to echo an announcement.

Emergency Jump to Lightspeed, ETA, Two Minutes.
Warning, Obstacles Detected, Abort Launch!

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The Jubilee would soon get the same exact information along with every starfighter they owned. It was getting bad in a hurry as the Chadra-Fan seemed to be taking matters into his own hands as the Jubilees at the least apparently was now completely locked out from the mainframe with the Star Destroyer possibly being completely overwhelmed by this foreign intruder as both starships would move to align as he spoke out as his voice seemed a bit deeper, almost a bit more ear splitting as his own fur smoked out a sickening black with a nearby droid merely ceasing to function near his presence, possibly being manipulated by his own power.

"Two minutes and then the Force will decide our fate. I will not be stuck in this hellish landscape a second longer than that!"

Aaron Beskheart Alejandro Vizcaya Darth Vulcanus Dea Mordok The Fallen Onrai

 

[Mordok The Fallen]

Location: Other space, Juvelinas Revanent

Mordok's eyes opened as his smile widened. Knowing that the lies would stop. Knowing the truth of Dea situation. Filled Him with joy. For now he had a chance to help her. He felt her hardened hands and and rejoiced. " Then let us brake this connection that has bound your beauty to such existence. Never again will you be forced to follow this vile Sith." He said ferociously as his joy is equal to his hatred. He ravel in the dark side as his face changes. Emanating anger and intensity.

He looks at Jakes still pointing her blaster at Dea. " Take over the ship. Open fire on all vessel's should any approach." He then turned and ran towards the hanger to join the second wave of the boarding party. While he still holds he hand as they run back. As they run pass his room . He hears " GOOD, GOOD. Strick them down and ravel in the dark side. Go towards victory! Blood of my Blood."

Location: Other space, The Abeloth 2 (Star destroyer)

Mordok and Dea arrive as he leads the second wave of the boarding party. The 3rd and 4th were getting ready to deploy on command. The hanger is huge. Filled with many fighters, bombers, drop ships. As they run through the fallen bodies scattered across the ground and make their way to the where the fighting was currently taking place. Mordok thought. " We were mad to take on such a venture! We are lucky this ship was not fully maned." he thought to him self.

The pirates brake through as hall way after Mordok made a gap in the dark troopers defenses. Luckily They were able to overwhelm them with heavy fire. Mordok uses force push to crush a dark trooper about to stop on Turbo. head. " On your feet boy! Let them have it!" He yelled as he helped Turbo stand.

Mordok then enters the room and dispares to see Alejandro Vizcaya was hurt. He then looks at the massive Sith monstrosity and says. " Well I afraid that the ship is under new management and you will have to be going now." He says sarcastically he throughs both Flash bang grenade & Achlys Grenade at Onrai .

 

[Dea]

She gave Mordok The Fallen a small nod as he seemed invested in the idea of freeing her. However she wasn't so sure if such a thing was possible. At least not without her dying anyways. Yet sometimes you have to lose to win....

That was a lesson that she had learned many times over in her political life. At times it went to her favour, and at other times it didn't. She wasn't sure if that lesson would continue to unfold now, but she was thrust back into politics again; all thanks to Onrai .

Mordok pulled her through the ship quicker than she had anticiapted. Her movements were graceful and smooth, almost to the point that it seemed as though she was floating alongside him. Her head turned to the door of his quarters as she heard the voice of Silver Tongue calling out from the other side. It was a tangled web that she found herself on, but her life used to be that way before her exile.

A short while later they were both on board the Star Destroyer. And already she felt Vanessa on board. Along with....something else ( Darth Vulcanus ). She kept to her crystaline form as Mordok led them through, summoning the Force to crush the hearts of every soldier that tried to flank them, and fling their bodies away from them. She took note to the damage already done to the ship and it didn't seem like the kinds of damages that a family of space pirates could accomplish.

Entering the bridge where Alejandro Chadian lay, along with Aaron Beskheart , Vanessa, Vulcanus and...

....something else.

Ben Acrax suddenly appeared on the bridge. She had seen one of his species before, long ago in her previous life. At first she thought that it could be him, yet he didn't wield that kind of power as far as she was aware.

She took hold of Mordok's arm and spoke quietly; "You must get your brothers out of here. There isn't much time."

 

[Onrai]

"Please, go ahead and show them what the terror of the Graug Hordes can bring, Krag." Vanessa's voice rang out almost mockingly through the bridge. The remaining Dark Troopers ignored Krag and instead continued to fire on the band of pirates. Two moved to fire at Alejandro Vizcaya as Aaron Beskheart seethed, rolling his eyes back into his head and giving the 'death' hand symbol. The goddess laughed. Death is something I'm quite familiar with, something I've mastered. And if you'd like to experience it, I'm sure Darth Vulcanus here would be glad to provide you with a taste of such. After all, you are still just a mortal."

The actions of Ben Acrax to attempt to bring the Star Destroyer back to realspace were valiant, as Vanessa expected - but she still wielded power over the ship in question. Couplings were unplugged to the primary hyperdrive - the ship would not be jumping, not now, leaving him stranded on board the vessel as the Jubilee and its compliment would jump instead. "Silly mortal. No one can explain the limitations of godhood." Her form once more coalesced on the bridge. "I think what you meant to say was two minutes until your ship jumps itself far away from you. I'd recommend you not tarry." A couple of Dark Troopers opened fire on him.

Then Mordok The Fallen barged onto the bridge. With Dea in tow. The grenades thrown at Vanessa came to her hands, one in each, as she crunched down on them. While the flashbang did not go off, the Achlys grenade sputtered smoke, having been crushed in its midsection and leaving the smoke to slowly fill the first few inches of the floor of the bridge as both grenades were dropped. "Dea... It's over with, my herald. Their opportunity to leave has ended and they will remain aboard the Star Destroyer until they submit to the will of Onrai or perish. I will not allow interlopers to barge into my domain and attempt to part with one of my possessions, especially when I have done nothing to them."

She crossed her arms. "Now... Assist me in neutralizing these threats, and we can go get some delicious tea once this misadventure is concluded."