The Sith Come(Mandalorians/Sith)

[Lance of Dreams]

Very quickly things took a turn for the worst. He quickly pulled out his 8-guage slugthower shot gun as he saw his opponent leap away. He fired it in one hand to little avail, as he was now behind a squad of mechanical monstrosity's that began to open fire. Kyr was no technical genius, but he didn't need it to know that they didn't have any infantry tanks like this. He hated the fact of it but they would have to rely on their air force, of which he could not confidently say it was superior. But regardless the huge metal beasts opened fire with a plethora of red and rockets. He was out of practice in using it, but he was thankful it was there regardless, upon their quick aim he immediately activated his jetpack to get as close as possible. The farther away from an enemy he was the more dead he became. He land on the first one and began smashing into its head with a powerful blow of his Gaderffii, as the other three began to fire he jetted upwards again while the other one was being blown apart by its unintelligible 'comrades'. The next one he dropped a grenade beneath it, so as it detonated its mobile legs would be incinerated, while he stowed away his Gaderffii and pulled out his blaster rifle and fired furiously upon the next ones rocket arm. He was outgunned here, and he had little hope of destroying them all alone, but he would certainly try. He had been trained all his life to fight any and all foes, and to make them know the touch of Mandalore.

First the coward used an innocent as a shield, and now finds a new shield of metal soldiers. Was this man so afraid of a Mandalorian he could not do honest battle? Regardless of his foes weaknesses he decided it was time to get closer to his real enemy. He dropped an uncountable number of grenades on the droids before he jetted straight for his enemy. He took out his knives for combat, as it would take too long to unleash his Gaderffii at the moment. When he got closer to the enemy, he spoke for the first time in the battle.

"What's a fish?"

 

[Darth Carnifex]

The Hydra Commandos around Kaine moved to form a defensive perimeter as the hail of bolts descended upon them, one of which shields fell to a burst of concentrated blasts, but the armor he was wearing was able to absorb the energy from the blasts. When the Mando began to open fire with his rifle, the Commandos dispersed into cover along with Kaine, and returned fire with a volley of their own, as well as a few grenade lobs from the Commando with the "Manticore" Launcher's grenade mode. They then backed off to let Darth Sidic handle that upstart, and moved back to a better defensive position.

 

[Verz Horak]

"Not really you huttune. I just wanted to get your attention."
He made a rude gesture at Sidic and fired off another few shots from his Verpine while running to cover, careful to keep himself grounded so his armor would discharge the electricity.

 

[Jorn Mair]

Jorn saw the grenades lobed at him, and lept for cover behind a building. His armor would protect him from the blasts of the grenades. Jorn noticed that they took a defencive postion. Something was up and he didnt like it. He yelled out to the Sith "What are you doing Or'dinii? To scared to fight one Mandolorian with an entire troop?" Jorn didnt want the Sith to run away. He had to keep him here so he knew where he was.

 

[Daxton Bane]

Laughing riotously at the antics of his foe, Daxton let him have a small victory by destroying one of the droids. In the overall scheme of things it didn't matter one wit. Ten thousand were part of the initial landing and more were arriving each second since they seized the star port. A few droid losses were acceptable.

As the Mandalorian dropped the grenades, Daxton picked them up with the force and let them hover within an inch of the enemy soldier until he was surrounded by a small satellite of lethal orbs in orbit around his body. Should the grenades detonate, there was no way he could escape without a scratch.

When he drew his knives, Daxton slammed him with a Force Push punch to the chin to send him flying away from the Sith, followed by his lethal friends. It was almost a pity that the fight was over so soon.

 

[Lance of Dreams]

If he had thought that before was worse, what adjective could he possibly use now in this situation? In a painful instant, he was veering way off course, and as he saw his own orbs of death speeding along side him in a dance of imminent destruction, he gritted his teeth cursing the Sithspawn. Rather than trying to out run the force against gravity, he decided that going with it he'd have a better chance of survival. He disengaged his jetpack as immediately as he could, as he had already gotten quite high. He dropped like a stone, and braced for impact as the grenades began to detonated, the shockwaves propelling him faster to the ground. He could no longer rely on the Jetpack as it had been destroyed, thus he was left to his own, limited devices. The only thing he could think of was to spread the impact to minimize damage. Thus he quickly relaxed his muscles and spread out his body. The wind was immediately knocked out of him as he bounced off the ground. He allowed himself just this once, a moment to feel the pain. Just as quickly with the greeting of the three remaining droids, he sprang (painfully) back into action. Although, he didn't think he could fight the Sith so effectively any more. Whatever a fish was, he was going to let him fry it for now, until he got himself enough out of this mess to engage again.

He rolled away from the rocket explosions which gave him a bit of a push, and rolled with a blaster in hand, and fired at the leg joints of the damaged droid. That one fell, immobile, but still active and firing. He sprinted (hobbled) to cover as quickly as possible, with a hail of fire surrounding him. He promised himself that if he got out of this mess he was going to request anti-force grenades. The Coward Killer had almost been killed by a coward. He was pinned down and required help, but he was unsure where help might be, and he didn't dare use a com. The Imperials might be scanning them for his or their positions. Besides, if they weren't doing that it would be jammed, rendering the attempt to do either as useless.

 

[Daxton Bane]

Grinning ferally as he watched the Mandolorian crash into the ground, Daxton savored the wanton and rather pointless destruction. Sure he could have fought the warrior on a fair even ground. By why should he? Did the Mandalorians fight fair when they bombarded the space station and nearly killed him? No, this was payback for what they did. Besides, when did Daxton ever fight fair to begin with?

Pressing his comm link on his right ear, he established contact with the fighter/bombers zooming overhead. "This is Knight Bane, requesting a priority bombing run."

"Roger that Knight Bane, this Hammer Head 7 Zulu Oscar. My squad has a full payload of HE and Cluster Munitions, where do you need it?"

"Half a click from my FF marker, you can see resistance forces are hold up delaying my Z-2s from pushing through."

"Copy that Knight Bane. We can do a fly by. What are my orders?"

"Drop your full load on the enemy position. I want everything in that neighborhood reduced to red paste."

"Roger that Knight Bane. Eyes on target beginning the bombing run now."

Suddenly overhead a squad of Tie Bombers flew in low, beginning their attack run. Lashed to their bombing racks were multiple canisters of High Explosive and Cluster Mine Munitions. In an instant the munitions were disengaged and falling rapidly on the target zone. Seconds later the ground shook violently as the explosives hit their mark. By the time smoke cleared, the area where the Mandalorian took shelter from was reduced to rubble.

Dead or buried under what looked like a ton of rubble, Daxton put his opponent out of his mind and prepared to move on to the next target. This one was a orphanage. He had big plans for that one. He needed a new batch of test subjects for his latest experiment and these would provide him with lots of volunteers.

 

[francopell]

Darth Sidic chuckled as he saw the Mandalorian run whilst firing pointless shots at him. He would take no pleasure in slaying this pathetic morsel but at least he could enjoy watching him slowly die. He would make sure this one would suffer immensely as he truly believed he could stand up to Sidic.

As the bullets were fired at him Sidic merely walked on, acrobatically leaping over some whilst Force Pushing others. He didn't need his lightsaber for this battle, all he needed was the Force to not fail him. With his opponent clearly resisting his weak bolts of Lightning, Sidic opted to lift the soldier off the floor with the Force whilst choking him just as the Mandalorian found hope in his wild dash for cover. He would not escape the Sith's clutches and would witness hope fading before his very eyes.

Concentrating the Force, Sidic attempted to lift the Mandalorian and choke him telekinetically...

 

[Verz Horak]

Verz felt the tendrils of Force energy reach around his neck and start squeezing. He gasped for breath as he was lifted from his feet and the breath in his lungs dwindled. He fought for breath, managing one or two shallow breaths. Darkness crept in on the edges of his vision as he was brought to float a meter off of the ground. He felt himself turn to face his opponent, and saw his smug expression. He thought he was beaten so easily. He forgot about one thing though. Mandolorians fight to the last. He thought of his father, his mother and of all of his ancestors from the beginings of the Mandolorians watching him.

He. Would. Not. Lose.

He activated his jetpack with a blink at a symbol on his HUD. The engine roared to life as he rocketed skyward and he felt the acrid, smoke filled air fill his lungs again. It was the best tasting breath he had ever taken. He re oriented himself and rocketed downward. A red "Target Lock" icon appeared in his HUD and he confirmed the command. A missile disengaged from its protective housing and seemed to hover in place for a moment before rocketing downward toward Sidic.

"Take this you scum-sucker!" he shouted as he pulled up from his downward trajectory.

 

[francopell]

Sidic had to act quickly. With the Mandalorian flying a past him and a missile about to hit him Sidic was forced to prevent himself from becoming injured rather than finishing the soldier who had escaped his clutches. Using the Force, the Sith threw a cowering shopkeeper at the missile, triggering it to explode. It may have been targeting Sidic but the heat from the close proximity to the man tricked it into detonating. Moreover, with a satisfied expression on his face the Darth faced his true enemy, the Mandalorian. Granted he had been a larger challenge than the rest of his pathetic friends but he had not been able to stand against Sidic, at least not tactically. Now in the air he posed an excellent target for Force Lightning....

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[SIZE=10pt]Raising his fingers towards the Mandolorian, Sidic channelled tentacles of purple towards the soldier who the Darth knew would fall along with the rest of the Mandalorians on Junction...[/SIZE]

 

[Verz Horak]

Verz felt the pain hit as bright as the bolts that caused them, but ignored it. Rage at the Sith, loyalty to Mandalore, and the strength of his ancestors flowed through his veins. He launched another missile and dropped several cooked thermal detonators one right after the other, with concussion grenades thrown in for variety.

 

[Jorn Mair]

After Jorn had yelled at the man he saw his brother Madalorian being choked. Verz thought quickly and used his jet pact to get out of the Sith grip. Itwas smart do do that, but stupid because almost all sith knew how to use force lightning. Verz droped some grenades at the sith. It may have stoped the assult with lightning, but it wouldnt stop the sith from sending thme back at him. Jorn acted quickly and fired at the sith, moving towards him, He kept firing at him till he had to reload. Not wasting time he grabed his pistol and fired untill it was smoking form the barrel and the clip was empty.

 

[Verz Horak]

"Jorn! I've got this huttune! Help the others!"
(OOC: He and I agreed to fight one on one)

 

[Thorlief Gunnarson]

Ged directed a squad of soldiers to attack a formation of Mandalorian soldiers to the east. At the same time, he kept tabs on the progress of the other Sith on the battlefield. The Sith were their not-so-secret weapon. The Mandalorians did have defenses against lightsabers, but he doubted any of them had a chance against the dark side. It was the lifeblood of the Sith. Something which these Mandos couldn't even comprehend. They would never know the joy of using the Force to crush an enemy far more effectively, and in a cleaner fashion, than any sword or blaster.

 

[Darth Carnifex]

Kaine and his Commandos remained passive even with the taunts the Mando scum had thrown at them, their directive to protect Kaine and destroy his enemies on command. However, the reason they were not destroying the Mando was because he was not a perceived threat, and thus below their notice after they had forced him away momentarily. Kaine watched the battle between Daxton and the Tuskan Mando, and between Sidic and the other Mando with interest, watching how each would handle fighting against a Mandalorian with keen interest. The rumbles of the bombing runs hardly bothered Kaine, he'd been through enough training and actual combat simulations to not be disturbed by such destruction, much like how he felt no remorse or sympathy as he executed the civilian child. He'd long passed the point of feelings for the lives of others, caring about only himself and making sure he survived. It was the way of the Sith Empire, the strong were raised to the nirvana of the Dark Side while the weak were enslaved to eradicated.

 

[Tai]

It took a certain determination, no a certain obsession with perfection that lined his shot so well. Well that a more than a handful of credits to fashion arrows that could actually puncture most armor, his arrows were corotosis laced as he was no stranger to the light beam some adversaries brought to the table. He saw a man seemingly directing a squad of like minded warriors to attack the rapidly weakening mandalorian warriors, he closed his eyes as he allowed the force to enter him. As he opened his eyes he could suddenly see with a newfound clarity, and his movements now with perfect as he loaded four arrow in rapid succession. He took one final look from the trees before releasing the four arrows, two would split off and find home in the skulls of three soldiers. And the last two would follow each other, one hiding the other as it would race toward Ged and at the last moment the last arrow would tip off the arrow in front of it sending one hopefully into his skull and the other into his shin. Knowing that once the first man fell dead he knew his location would be revealed, with the force assisting him he found himself scaling the side of the wall facing him.

 

[Mirta Kar]

Mirta Cringed as she got out of the rubble filled building. It seemed fighting was harsh and they didn't have much of a chance but she wasn't going to let that stop her, She was a mandolorian and she was going to kill some sith. She ran to the nearest hanger and smiled as she found her favorite toys. She got on one of the Basilisk war droids and sent the signal to the whole group of them as the doors opened, they would not let this planet fall lightly. She smiled as she rode the droid out onto the battle field. They would show the sith who's planet they were on.

 

[Soliath Devin Talith]

Moridin walked through the streets of Junction City almost entirely unmolested. His Sith were fighting the Mandalorians at every turn, slaughtering the defenders and civilians alike. It was quite the beautiful sight of course, blood and death within the streets of a city. The Darkside was nursing itself here, growing and becoming a greater torrent. It was a beautiful. The Sith master could feel it all running through him, becoming greater and greater. It was the feeling of strength, the Darkside running. He smirked as he walked through the streets, an air of power and strength radiated from him and pushed those that sought to fight him out of the way.

Before long he found himself standing in front of the governor's palace. The leader of Junction. Moridin looked towards it, and upon it sat dozens of Mandalorian defenders. Each pointed their rifles at him, each one yelled at him to halt insulting him in their tongue. The Dreadlord stared at the men with a cocked eyebrow. He had made his way through the city gate, slaughtered hundreds upon the walls and these men still sought to challenge him.

He didn't understand their thinking, he couldn't in fact. He smiled at them, and then surrounded himself with the force. The Darkside surrounded his palms and wrapped themselves around the Mandalorians, the men began to scream as the horror of blackness sprang into their minds. Moridin tore into their minds, reaching into their very thoughts and ripping their darkest fears from their minds.

The Mandalorians fell from the walls as their minds were quickly eaten away. All of them landed roughly on the floor with a thud and The Dreadlord smirked and then waved his palm. The gate before him slid open with a loud creak, it was time to find this...governor

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

Anaya had followed her master across the battle field and through the city, blood from her slain foes splatted across her clothes. Bloodlust filled every fibre of her being a small smile fixed on her face, never had she felt so alive. The death and destruction on te planet empowered the darkside of the force, ther further they came to winning the closer the stronger she felt.

As they stepped through the gates several mandolarians rushed towards them, she lazily batted away they blaster bolts before reaching with the force into the ground and wrenching layer of the concrete up and hurling it into their path. There was no escape for those that were not fast enough to activate their jet packs.

Bounding forward she force leapt onto one of the mandalorians in the sky impaling him with her lightsaber and then proceeded to use the rest of them as stepping stones as she dispatched them one by one, landing sprawled like a cat at the steps. Before the great doors of the palace. "Shall I knock Master?"

 

[Jorn Mair]

Jorn heard some intence fighting near the center of the city and began to run. He reache the main street that would lead to the goveners palace. It was litered with the bodies of the Sith and Mandos alike. Knowing that it was a Sith lord who won he sprinted towards the Palace.

He reached the Palace just as the two sith there were killing about a hundred mandos as if they were breathing. He couldnt let them go in. Yelling over the court yard "Stop there or feel the pain that a Mandalorian can inflict!" Jorn would fight till his last breath if he had to. they needed to keep this city. He knew that he couldnt take on 2 Sith at the same time. Expacaly a Sith master. Ke needed back up to fight both of them. He needed more time. Time that he didnt have.