The Thirteenth Coven: Blood Right

[Cable Smith]

[member="Sherruk Fett"]

"Come to me~" a slow voice whispered in the mind of the the mando, finishing with almost a hiss at the end. A soft feminine voice of a woman that sounded no older than thirty. A shining glint of light could be seen under a door beckoning for the man to come forward. Beginning the warrior to come forth into the light. "Be with me champion." Another seductive voice rang into the helmeted brain of the mando wanting him to come forth.

It didn't seem hostile, nor threatening in any way at all. Shining brighter under the door the light grew stronger. However there was one thing the warrior didn't realize. When he sent that transmission on an open channel it was there for the world to see. Or at least everyone in the night club. But for now, what lay beyond that door?

[member="Silara Vantai"]

Cocky, confident and suave the two men looked at the young woman like they were about to feast. She was young and bright, filled with life and sweet energy. However the feeling of being on cloud nine would not last at all. But that's when the transmission of the mando went out. Knowing that whatever was going on right now these people were attacking them. Whether or not this woman was one of them was yet to to be seen. Reaching down to grab what would be a weapon of some kind the the pale man in the suit stopped when the woman spoke in their minds about sith.

This was not good, did the sith want them? They were but low level energy vampires, just turned a few weeks ago to be the enforcers of Veronica here at this club. Almost with a panicked expression they both quickly stood up and nodded. If there was any force in this galaxy that could undo them it was the sith. Walking over to a nearby wall they pushed a button near it and two doors opened up to reveal a lift. "Please, right this way."

Cable Smith

With the doors of the lift opening cable was in the basement, and what he saw he did not like. Laying in beds dozens of people lay in beds puffing down spice. Some if them as frail and bone dry as skeletons. It had looked like an opium house, the way everyone was laid about sprawled and dying slowly. Stepping forward four men surrounded cable and it seemed that the young Jedi was most certainly in trouble

[member="Ghrom Xenos"] [member="The Shadow King"]

At the front of the club things weren't so good, at all. When the giant snake man thing puffed a flower out knocking out the first two guards and throwing money about like it was going out of style and he was Aladdin riding on the back of an elephant, the leaders of the world rushed in a heated frenzy to catch the money that was being so loosely tossed about. Then some other guy showed up boasting about who he was but clearly he was not taking in the measure of the situation. As chaos spread the front doors became a wash in people scurrying around. Everything was going nuts and it was not a good spot to be in.

Pushing their way through the crowds of people the four men from upstairs came down to enforce the situation. For the most part things were still carrying on as normal in the club. With the loud speakers banging and the music pumping almost nothing could be heard from outside. Though at the front door the giant alien made it through, and standing there waiting were the four men that had escaped the mandalorian. All of them pointing rifles at him. "Outside now." One of them said, you couldn't hear his voice but his lips certainly said it.

[member="Veino Garn"]

Blood, it was everywhere. Pooling in the center of the ground in the ally in which the Jedi had snuck of to, there were three bodies littered on the ground with broken bottles of alcohol and spice scattered about. Something had happened here, something bad. But the Jedi had options, down bellow him there was a window, a window that peered into the basement. And what he saw was a young man in a black duster being surrounded by men with plenty of weapons. However there was something else, a blood trail that seemed to lead to a turbo lift. The killer had surly gone that way and up. But now it was up to the Jedi to decide what exactly he was going to do

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Ghrom knew what the men with guns said, A rifle pointed was a sign of go away. Ghrom scratched his head and took a step back turning to the side like he was gonna head out. Intill all of a sudden the 3m tall Amani hunched over like he was chokeing or gagging. Was he dying? What was this? Ghrom huffed and huffed his large alien hands gripping his body like he was in pain. His hand was positioned on his Scatter Pistol that was opposite of the Armed guards. ​

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It was the weridest sight ever, not knowing whether to shoot the Amani or help him out the door. Liquids and such came from Ghroms mouth and eventually a Giant basketballs sized poodoo excreted from his mouth landing in front of the guards with a nasty smell filling the air. Ghrom smiled and looked at [member="The Shadow King"].​

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" I is Ghrom." he said with a grin.​

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[member="The Shadow King"] | [member="Cable Smith"]​

 

[The Red of Sinner]

Romeo died of laughter, and for an added effect he picked them all up with Telekinesis, and tossed to the crowds going crazy about the money.
"Well Ghrom...time to go get some ladies!" He nudged his big friend with his elbow, and started to walk inside the club.Lights flashed, and music blasted, but somewhere in the back of his skull he could feel a familiar presence.
-Silara.-
He was certain of it. "Lets go get some drinks Ghrom my buddy." He mentioned to the side bar, and walked over to it.
"I'll take a shot a whiskey with something carbonated, and whatever my very tall friend will have. All on me." [member="Ghrom Xenos"] [member="Cable Smith"]

 

[Sherruk Fett]

[member="Cable Smith"]

Security was muffling about, and the controls could be destroyed later. But the voice was just too convincing, for Sherruck. He slowly moved toward the light, was this a trick? His wrist blaster was aimed at the light, while it did not seem hostile, a mandalorian always had his wits about him. The brute had terrible aim at long distances, but up close, he could hit a target.The massive warrior, put his knife away, in his pack, and with his left hand slowly approached the door, the door would open automatically. But he wanted to use his hand to steady the wrist blaster, the demolition man, needed extreme accuracy. As he approached closer, his mind grew more calm, but even calm, the fett was deadly. Was this veronica ? Playing a trick on him? Or was he going insane? The black armored figure, was now at the door, before letting the sensors detect him, so the doors could open, he said with a calm voice in his helmets speakers " I am coming in." .

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

The boy quietly walked into the area, sporting his favorite spacer's outfit. ( The whole grey outfit)
His crimson hue'd eyes glowed through the shadows in the area. God, the trouble to get over to thi situation..."What madness is this...?" He whispered to himself, as he reached for his archaic saber hilt and unsnaps it from his hip and tucks it up his sleave. It was done before he was within view of everybody. Larkoon could sense strange things going on here....And didn't want to chance it.

The young Zabarak awaited to see what happened next.

[member="The Shadow King"]
[member="Ghrom Xenos"]
[member="Cable Smith"]
[member="Silara Vantai"]

 

[Ellie Mors]

The Sith apprentice smiled brightly, but behind that smile was an aura that literally spoke volumes of her dark connections with the force - one could practically feel the potential hostility and danger of mistreating her while she was still being cutesy and polite, almost a sixth sense that one with the force would feel of impending danger being inflicted upon those that conversed with her at the moment. As the lift was revealed to her, and the two men anxiously motioned for her to walk in, she shook her head, smiled a bit wider, and then gestured to the elevator. "While normally I'd prefer to go first, but you know how well Sith trust people, don't you?" Silara replied with the most honeyed tone she could muster. "Now why don't you two handsome gentlemen lead me to Miss Veronica?" She added, waiting for them to walk, following them afterwards.

[member="Cable Smith"]

 

[Cable Smith]

[member="Ghrom Xenos"] [member="The Shadow King"] [member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"]

This was just too much, just way too much for someone making fifteen an hour for. Simply packing up their blasters the men figured just let the idiots stay in club and enjoy themselves. The snake thing already dropped the guns and prince Ali made his way inside. They were clearly mentally disabled and it would feel wrong to burden them at this rate. Looking at each other the men simply placed their rifles away and walked back to secure the lifts, there was a lot of things going on right now and they did not want to die over any of them. So now it was just business as usual. With the base booming from the speakers and the people dancing in a trance like state they left the intruders be and simply moved back to their posts to do their jobs that didn't involve these people

[member="Sherruk Fett"]

With a bright blinding light cascading over the black armor of the son of Mandalore the room was almost bleached from his visor. But slowly the light faded and dimmed down to reveal a different color, red. Red stained the room from its carpets to its décor. Plush satin crimson love seats were nested in the corners of the room, the room was plastered in a pre modern art style that sang odes to the days of old. At the center of the room there lay a desk with a rather fancy rug underneath it. Plush and white the rug stuck out like a Ithorian at a human convention. But sitting behind that desk was a very small child, no older than ten by the looks of it. Crossing her arms at her desk she looked over to two hellish looking creatures lounging about the furniture.

Two hellish white furred nexu's lay on the couch, by the looks of them they were quite undead and drained of life and thought making them the perfect creatures to control via telepathy. "Hello son of Mandalore, what brings you to my home?" Asking in a very polite innocent voice the small child put on a small smile letting her white fangs shine slightly

[member="Silara Vantai"] / [member="Sherruk Fett"]

Nodding the two men went first into the elevator and quickly allowed the woman to come in after them. Pressing a button the turbo lift flew up the building with the three fine folk inside. Trying not to look scared the two men stood there quietly and attempted to stare off into the distance to remain silent and conversation free. Upon reaching the top of the top of the lift the doors opened wide and the two men stepped out to disturb the scene in progress.

As the doors opened the men stepped out of the lift to see that a man covered in dried blood and armor stood there, as for their new sith friend they were still very much concerned about. Were the mandos here too? Did they want to kill them? All these questions raced through their minds quickly. But keeping a calm look among them now they stepped aside to let the woman gage the interior of the office and the small child who sat behind the large desk.

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

God, he hates these kind of spots. Full of enjoyment and glee? Blech. A club. Not to mention he had to manipulate a normal person in order to slip in. As always, Larkoon is in a bad mood. He begins to make his way to the taller but same aged human female:[member="Silara Vantai"]. The reason for this is because he reconized her a few times while venturing the academy's corridors. His glare darted directly at her. The boy remained silent and kept his hands behind his back in a fold.

Lars maybe a seething sith, but he still believes in unity.

Ew, the large snake thing is regurgitating it's what could probably be best described as "meal" - atleast that's what this dathomirian Apprentice thought. Lark turns his head and gives a simple glance, to view the horror, and turns his head back to his destination.

The eagerness to draw his blade and fight an opponent filled his inner darkness. It fueled him, made him get ready for the oncoming fight. Once he makes it to the elevator, he just leans against the side of the wall, his eyes shut. An ominous silence lurked around the child Zabarak.

[member="Ghrom Xenos"] [member="Cable Smith"]
[member="Sherruk Fett"]
[member="The Shadow King"]

 

[Ellie Mors]

[media]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLGH0H4Vr6Y[/media]​

Silara looked up as the doors to the turbo-lift slid open with a very subtle hissing sound, taking immediate notice of the Mandalorian, [member="Sherruk Fett"], and frowned with extreme intensity. She did not have to move far to pull her sabers into both of her hands from the inside of her black cloak, using the force to pull them to her as she moved forwards with ridiculous speed and agility aided by her application of Force Speed, her sabers igniting behind her in the chests of both of the energy vampires, seeing no further use for them. Recognizing the armor the Mandalorian was wearing from the short meeting at the grave site only hours before, the young Sith contemplated killing him - for a split second - but disabled her sabers, using the force to place them back to where they'd been tucked away only moments before. "Have you found this 'Veronica' person, yet?" Silara asked with some mild interest, her tone retaining the same seductive playfulness that she had used with the two energy vampires before, and walked around him, on the pretext of him not blindly striking out at her. Reaching out with the force, she searched for another source of dark side energy, and was extremely surprised to find that she could feel the presence of [member="The Shadow King"] and an unknown Sith. "Let me find her. I'm far more suited for it than you are." The teen added, closing her eyes to put a greater effort in finding the vampire that she was searching for.

[member="Cable Smith"]
[member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"]

 

[Sherruk Fett]

[member="Cable Smith"] [member="Silara Vantai"]

The room was covered with red decorations, and rugs, the mandalorian scanned the area. Suddenly, he spotted the nexu, yet the warrior had no fear in his eyes. Even if Sherruck was scared, it seemed to not be affecting him, his father taught him fear could be used as a weapon. He scanned closer to see a child sitting behind the desk of the office. What in the Kark?!? Was this veronica? Even on the guard, all that surged through the zabrak's body was surprise. " Are you veronica? " . The brute posed in a defensive stance used in combatives, a military fighting style that combines wrestling, boxing, and martial arts into one pure, and balanced fighting style. The huge, muscular, black armored figure had his right leg forward, aiming his wrist blaster(right arm), at one nexus. While grabbing his beskar trench knife in the other arm, for the other nexu, at any moment the child could unleash the undead beast's. It would be rather stupid to catch ones guard down, moments passed after asking the question. The turbo lift opened, if they were guards, they would be stupid to shoot his pack, the demolition man had enough small arm explosives to level this building twice. The Fett was armed, and dangerous, not only because of the weaponry he had, or his armor and training, but because of his pure athletic ability. His, size, strength, explosive ability, speed, and endurance were extreme, for almost anyone of his race, and of almost anyone in the galaxy. The brutes armor, being heavy armor, still could not conceal how athletic he was, the dried blood across the vod made him even more intimidating to look at. High heels could be heard moving toward his way, the warrior thought waitress's could not come this far up, or was this one of his ally's? So many questions were unanswered about the threat, his surroundings made him nervous, beings were behind him, and in front of him, at any moment he could be struck from almost any direction, he had very little space to be mobile, making even deadly targets like him, vulnerable. It seemed a voice asked if he found veronica, but he could not answer, being to focused on the deadly pets, hopefully the sith would get the cue that danger lied in the office.

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

Larkoon tilts his head to the side and the sound of a bone snapping could be heard. Energy vampires. It sounded like an interesting assignment, which is why the boy took this on. The loud music was starting to antagonize Larkoon.

"...Distasteful..."

Suddenly, Larkoon's glare breaks into wide-eyed surprise!

His force senses are going off. It was coming from above him. "How interesting." The boy closed his fists at his sides. Excitement filled his chest and anticipation filled his thin stomach. The teenaged Zabarak could feel as several lives are snuffed out right above him.

Perhaps this person using the dark side found the target?
One would assume this dark sider is probably the other person he was told was sent on this assignment. Larkoon relaxed himself, as to not draw attention.

Next would be how to get up there.

The boy figured the next best way was probably out the way he came...So he ventures towards the doors headed back outside. "The window..." It was the quickest and safest to get to the action!

( There, you frickin' happy?)
[member="Silara Vantai"]
[member="Sherruk Fett"]
[member="Cable Smith"]

 

[Cable Smith]

[member="Silara Vantai"][member="Sherruk Fett"][member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"]

Dropping to the floor the two vampires hit the deck with the glowing blades pierced through their chests, the sith was powerful indeed but did she have the wit and brass to make it out of this situation alive? "That is my spoken name, yes." The small girl gazed over to the sith then back over to the Mandolorian. "Get up you fools." The corpses of the energy vampires began to sprawl as if they were coming back from the dead.

"Ugh, mortals." One groaned as he firmly stood back up. Both walking over to Veronica they looked over the scene and didn't know what to make of it. A sith and mandalorian in the office of their keeper? This was unheard of, "I suppose it's money you want? I'm afraid I don't keep funds in my office. But clearly something has brought you all the way here, so pray tell what is it you seek?" Tenting her fingers the young girl gave them both a stern look upon her childish face. She was the one known as Veronica and she did not like to be trifled with. With a click of her tongue the two undead beasts rose from their nesting place, stretching and popping their bones before slowly stalking their way towards the sith woman, fangs glaring in the light.

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Ghrom waddled in the Club after picking up his Sniper bag from outside, If any guard gave him crap he would simply stand by [member="The Shadow King"]. Ghrom strapped the giant bag around himself and threw his hands up waddling his way to the dance floor, where he danced in perhaps the most retarded way possible. He was Side Tracking himself though haivng to much fun. He was hunting some Vampire species. But so far everyone looked normal so he kept on Dancing and remembering back Ghrom did see [member="Silara Vantai"] enter the club or atleast he thought he did. ​

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While dancing Ghrom thought about [member="Silara Vantai"] and sent her a message through telepathy. He Wanted to hear her voice for some odd reason.​

<< " I is Ghroommm!! GHROM!!!" >> He told her mind obnoxiously. Ghrom barely knew her but always remembered at face.​

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[member="Cable Smith"] | [member="Silara Vantai"] | [member="The Shadow King"]​

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

But what? Is that Romeo? Oh boy, what an embarrassing sight. Seemed like the 'king' was action like a drunken sailor and acting a fool. Something serious is happening, so time to snap him out of it. The young boy halts his pace and turns to the beings drinking at the bar. Perhaps they are here for the same reason? Larkoon walks over [member="Ghrom Xenos"] and [member="The Shadow King"], his arms held behind his back. "Romeo..." The teenager monotonically says. "There seems to be an even more interesting 'party' going on upstairs..." Hopefully, the king gets the gist. "Should we check it out...?"

 

[Veino Garn]

Veino let out a long breath, slipping around the edge of the scene. WHoever did this was clearly a very brutal killer. One easy to track and had gone upwards by the looks of it. There weren't many exits from there. But there was a potential murder down through the window below. Another potential murder. That one he could actually make a significant difference in. He took a deep breath, settling himself in the Force, letting the tension drain from his body, and he jumped over the pool of blood, landing lightly beside the window, leaning against the window to listen, using the Force to amplify his hearing slightly.

[member="Cable Smith"]

 

[The Red of Sinner]

Romeo turned around with a "Hmm?" And looked down at the Zabrak. "Oh? Well..." he sipped his drink, and put it down.
"Lets go see." He said looking over at Ghrom dancing.
"Seems he's preoccupied." He walked away from the bar, and walked towards the stairs.
"You coming?" He called out with his hands in his pocket. When he made it up them, to a door, and already noticed the door was locked.
With a push of his hand, the door broke off the hinges, and flung into the room with the use of the force. @Larkoon Darkmart'yr

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

Eh why not? Larkoon simply shrugs and followed the older gentlemen. His hand holding the curved saber hilt. To gain a better standing in unity, the young Zabarak decided to start some small conversation. It showed trust( even though Larkoon doesn't even trust his own pair of shorts to hold his junk.) Trust that could be used to better combat enemies together.

The boy is distracted from his own questions, only to sense the dark jedi before him summon his energies and tear the steel door from it's foundations! Amazing! And all this child could do is crack a few large boulders and juggle them for only a few minutes. His eyes widened as the door was crudely thrown down besides them both.

Being a combatant himself, he could not help but admire Romeo's strength.

It made him crave it...

"Ahem.." Larkoon covers his mouth with his fist. "Romeo...Who is that...Uh...Gentleman you where drinking with...?" He says this while trying not to barf up his guts. The creature seemed gross, but Larkoon remembers there could be grosser out there, so he just ignores the grossness and continued. His face uncrindged slightly.

[member="The Shadow King"]

[member="Ghrom Xenos"]

 

[Cable Smith]

[member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"][member="The Shadow King"][member="Ghrom Xenos"]

As the shadow king ripped off the door from the hinges he was immediately confronted with the worthy adversary of a damp mop and sqeaky bucket. Yes a noble foe it would seem like this place was a bit more complex than opening a door and causing property damage. And that was the final straw, raising a communicator up to his mouth one of the few security guards phoned in the local authorities to arrest the people making a mockery of their club. Signaling the DJ the sound of a sharp needle sliding off a record was heard and the dancing stopped.

Outside a very heavy voice rang out from a megaphone "This is the police, everyone evacuate the club now!" Arriving quickly a squad speeder or two with four cops standing outside began to watch as the sweaty bodies began to pour out of the nightclub. They were coming in soon and more might be on the way. It's not like they didn't have solid evidence that these three men were causing a major disturbance.

Cable Smith/ [member="Veino Garn"]

Peering into the window the Jedi knight could see a few things, the shaded faces of a few angry looking individuals and the young Jedi padawan tucked away in his duster. "This is illegal, by the authority of the silver Jedi I am arresting you four for..." Cutting himself off the Jedi was unsure why he would even have the grounds to arrest these men. They were not energy vampires from what he could feel but they weren't dark siders. He just felt hatred coming from them, and the Jedi outside the window could feel the same.

Pulling out a few knives and shock sticks the four men began to close in on the Jedi almost glad that they got to deal with him. "You have no power here, we will end you." The guards almost whispered to Cable. Quickly the young Jedi reached for his light saber and activated the blue blade.

 

[Veino Garn]

Veino rolled his head in exasperation. Of course. This had to happen now. He stepped back from the window, settling himself in the Force, and let it guide his motion. He sent a Force push through the window, and then scattered the shards away from the young Jedi towards the men with knives and shock sticks, and dove into the window, pulling his lightsaber to his hand, activating it as he landed lightly, face illuminated by its yellow glow. It crackled and hummed. He took a deep breath.

"I sense no darkness in you four. I have no conflict with any of you, but there are others here who do. Energy vampires of some sort or another. They'll kill you if they have the chance, and everyone else they can. " He paused, thinking. "Do you have families? Children? They are especially vulnerable to the hunts. We're trying to prevent that."

[member="Cable Smith"]

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

Larkoon nearly palms his face. The damn 5-oh. perfect. But the people leaving the club was defiantly an advantage. The crowd would distract them further and the police would have trouble subduing a sith and a dark jedi, so that did not worry him. At the very least, the weaklings were evacuated. However, it was frustrating now knowing they where on a time limit.

What's worse is they tore open the door to a damn closet. It made them seem like idiots, but that's okay, the young acolyte knew there had to be another way to get upstairs. People need to seriously downgrade their broom closet, but if you have money who cares? The boy tugs at Romeo, aiming to get him to follow him.

"We must leave outside...Perhaps there is another way..?"

[member="The Shadow King"]
[member="Cable Smith"]
[member="Ghrom Xenos"]