Unconventional Justice

[Vora Kaar]

THE GARDENER - THE EXECUTIONER

Ahtemis, made it clear to make all those who had committed this sin, to be punished to the fullest extent. Many of the group that would be reaching out with their blades, their guns, their weapons, would fall before my own sword. The rather loud footsteps I took leaving the room as per the commands and desires of the Donna, I was along with Atlas. A shapeshifter lupine. Watching the white sabers snapping to life, I only deepened my smile. My voice sounding like many at once. All answering the call that was the lupine and his own.

​

M̟͈͎̞͝ay̞̱̳̭̣ ̥t̘̜̖͈͟hy͔̙̹̞͈͞ ̣̰͙̕s̠̭̰̤̞a̲̟̩͢b̬͔̙͕͇͎̥ȩ̮͓̪̜̜̺̝r ͇c̸̭ĺ̙̲̺̲e̸̟͍̜̩̙̪a̹̰͚̝̹̦͟ͅv̗͇̺̜͚̝e͉̯̮̼̠̙̩ ͏a͇lļ͇̣͕̗̞̺ ̝̠͇́w̺̩̣̱͎h̼̙͡o̹̩̪̖̥͍ ̣̙̪̦̫̝̕s͔͘t̪̙̳a̗͟n̝͙̝̻d̸.̼̜​

̝̳̙͔̩̥B̥̗̭̤͠l҉̩̭̙e̵̯̟̳̻s̴̫͉̣̫̩͙ͅs̞͍̰͔̤e̱d̹̬̠͔̰͈͢ ̮̳̳a͇̬̝͙̼̱̱͘re̙̥̳̩ͅ ̫̗̙͎y̱͈̙͠o̖̤̝͢ư̘͍̰̮̪̯r ̶͖̬g͢i̦̭̬̙f͚̦͉̖̳͡ṱ̖̘͠s͎̹̖̖̖.̘͙͙̙́ ̜̬​

҉͎̙̟̲̮̩F͚̰̺̲̗̀e̢͉a͕̠̦r̤̠̪̻̤̹ ̞̦̹̜͙n̛͔͈͚ͅot̵ ̯̖̞͞t̗̤͖̜͔̝h̬́e͘ ̩͔̹̮̖d̫͉̹̺̠͚e̗̭̥̟a͔t̶̟͚̯̦͔̤h̝̤ ̢t̺͍h̩̳̮̦̗́o̸͈̜͕̜̪u̱̰̲̘̤ ̫̹͚̺͉s͔̺͓͢h̜̺̱͟ąl̹̭̟͔̻l̦̞͙̣ ̳̹͔͖̻̮̀ͅbe̬͕͉̮̥̳̣s̲t͚̙o̖͈̮w̳̠̹͟.̴͔̤̠​

̬͡G͉͝ir̵̩͍d̤̯̟ ̯̲͇̬͜u͉̠̬̠̻̝p̴̗̻̝̘͍ͅ ̕t͍ḩ̱͈y͙͈̙ͅ ̨l҉o͡i̩̞͖͇͈ns̙͕͚ ̟͕͚̣̼á̜͈̟̮n̫̩̞͓̥͜d̨͔̯ ̡̬̬͖͔fi̪̦͔̺̹̟͡g̷̪̣͓̭ht̻̥ f̱̘͍̘̜ͅor͜ ̟̺͘y̳̣o̴̰̻̻̲͚ú͙̭r̮̖̩̹̯͓ ̫̝̯͓̩͔͙͢L̷̝i͕͉̪̻̹̘͝f̘̳̳̤͍ͅe͕.̵̙̥̩​

​

​

Heaving my own massive claymore upon my shoulder, I walked down through the darkness with the Lupine. My armor clanging upon itself with the weight evident. My words echoed in the shadows just as the light from the rods of plasma in the grasp of my ally, played as far as they could within the same distance. Reaching the end, It was when A twi'lek had released flames upon those who threatened to end us. A simple nod of the mask was all that she would receive from me. Star is what I last remembered her name to be. Likely from the files we had on everyone. My job as the Left hand of the Donna, was to know everyone, and what they did within the Family. If they vowed against us, then their head would be removed. As we currently had a crowned Queen in our midst, I had to think the rag-tag group we had. Smugglers, pilots, Assassins, Bounty Hunters, and even a Queen. Quite the mix.

Star dealt with hers upon the left side, Indicating for the Lupine to take his own lead for the right side, I headed straight down the center. My steps slowly growing louder and faster as a saunter morphed into a brisk pace, evolved into a trot, and shifted one last time into a dead sprint. The Claymore being held off to my left with both hands as my shoulder crashed into the nearest person. My stop was met with the body becoming a thrown ragdoll into the man behind him. I closed the distance quickly to use my momentum with the swinging arc of my blade to cleave through the man's neck with ease. The sword continued its arc past the man where I let it drop low enough with a spin around my pivot foot. The result was the second man loosing his leg at the knee, and the loss of power slamming his second leg out from under him.

On the ground, writhing in pain, I could hear his screams as I spoke calmly over the man.

F͖e̻̠̟͉a̷͙̖͔͇r͓̭͔̼̟̰̘͟ ̙͇̀ͅn̡̖̗o̘ṱ̸̫ ̼̻t̟̩͓̼͞ḥ̷̗̜͕̜ͅẹ͎̟̲͓ ͇͍͚̦̺͇̗G̸̜͙͇̤a̸̹r̙d̦̼̙͓̣̀e͔͈̮̱͈̝̫n̲̖̯é̙̱̲̱͈͈̟r̡̮̱.͈͔͓͞​

̶I ̳͙̮̝̗̺͘brįn̸̩g̠̠ ͍̲͎͕̹th̳͕̭̗̮̣y̡̯̺̼͓̣̣ ̶̠ḓe͇̝̭͙̹̪a̳t̹͚̫̼̹ͅh.̨̹̺​

̷̳̼͓͓M҉̬̻a̖̜͕̗̭͎̲͠y̢̻̠̬̗ ̦̫͍͍ỵo̬͜u̼͉̗̹̯r͘ ̥̩͉̥̲s̞̳o̻̱̼̪ͅu̸̪͓ḽ̦̳͕͙ͅ ͠f͙͍̣̻̜̲ę̖̰e̟̟͟d̹̬̩̘̗͚ t͈̖̹̗̳͍̠h̞̹͔̤͚̹̺͞ḛ̹ ̴̠̞̙̹ͅB͎̲l̝͝a̺ḓ̠͞e̜̩͖​

Letting the tip of the sword rest gently on his chest, I finished my words before plunging it through his armor weave and into his chest cavity. Hands gripping the blade attempting to remove it from his chest, weakly, he attempted to survive. Only for the light within his eyes to perish and fade into the sword. I could hear his screams in my ear. Ever echoing as long as I held upon my weapon of choice.

A foot planted on his neck, and using both hands to remove the blade from this empty shell of a human, I walked onward into battle once more.

​

​

Interacting: [member="Atlas."], [member="Stardust Australis Skirae"], [member="Ahtemis"], ​

Others: [member="Pyper Fen"], [member="Graak"], [member="Corran Conner"], [member="Al-Saher"], [member="Hard Luck Frank"], [member="Atom"], [member="Aspen Dray"], [member="Arnie Isaktalus"], ​

 

[Atlas.]

It hadn't been long before Atlas realised where he was. He wasn't really sure who was who around him from the Family. But he had heard about the "Gardener". He immediately knew who it was as he passed him on his way into battle. The Gardener had clearly noticed that Atlas could transform. But Atlas knew that he had no idea what species he really was, as he was the first of his kind to ever leave Ottabesk.​

​

​

The Wolf Awakens​

​

After being urged to take the right by the Gardener, Atlas' head eventually came to him. He was ready, and for his first mission, he wanted to pay respects back to his clan on Ottabesk. He started to howl, which would seem rather scary coming from a human, but he grew larger and larger, growing taller and bigger than any human would even wish to be. The howl turned into something similar to a roar that echoed through the compound. He was now in his prime, the massive wolf that towered over most other species.​

​

He growled and slowly plodded through the darkness, his eyes helping him see through the pitch black ahead of him. He turned a corner to his right. His head immediately snapped onto three enemies ahead of him. His growl got gradually louder, until he started a sprint towards them. The ground below him shaking thoroughly, the men ahead having scared looks on their face, starting to run. He didn't hesitate. He leaped through the darkness, out into the light only feet before him, closing the gap in fractions of a second, leaping on one, simply crushing him beneath his conquering paw. The other two were well on their way to calling for backup. He bared his teeth, saliva covering them, hungry for more. He made a straight line for them, opening his mouth roaring before snapping closed over a now lifeless body.​

​

​

The Search Continues​

​

There was no need for Atlas to be scared anymore. He was part of the Family now, he belonged with them. Fighting for their cause, fighting for his cause. He was ready for more, to protect his friends and Family.​

​

​

[SIZE=10pt] [/SIZE]​

                               __
                             .d$$b
                           .' TO$;\
                          /  : TP._;
                         / _.;  :Tb|
                        /   /   ;j$j
                    _.-"       d$$$$
                  .' ..       d$$$$;
                 /  /P'      d$$$$P. |\
                /   "      .d$$$P' |\^"l
              .'           `T$P^"""""  :
          ._.'      _.'                ;
       `-.-".-'-' ._.       _.-"    .-"
     `.-" _____  ._              .-"
    -(.g$$$$$$$b.              .'
      ""^^T$$$P^)            .(:
        _/  -"  /.'         /:/;                               [member="Shaun Castanic"]
     ._.'-'`-'  ")/         /;/;
  `-.-"..--""   " /         /  ;
 .-" ..--""        -'          :
 ..--""--.-"         (\      .-(\
   ..--""              `-\(\/;`
     _.                      :
                             ;`-
                            :\
                            ;  bug

 

[Drystan Marakos]

[member="Ahtemis"] [member="Aspen Dray"] [member="Atlas"] [member="Al-Saher"] [member="Atom"] [member="Arnie Isaktalus"] [member="Corran Conner"] [member="Graak"] [member="Hard Luck Frank"] [member="Pyper Fen"] [member="Ivory Stroud"]​

​

Beyond the doors, forced open by technological artifice, the labyrinth of hallways leading deeper into the warehouse began to run red with blood & fire. As their attackers made their presence known, the guards who'd been chosen to provide security for the event deeper within the bowels of the warehouse began to respond, driven by cries of the dying. The element of surprise had been total & complete... but now, it was clear their operation was under attack, and men were mobilizing to defend themselves and their operation.​

​

Led by The Gardener, Atlas, and Stardust, The Family would find resistance within the halls.. and deeper in, the sounds of battle echoed through the maze as the infiltration team began to conduct their own symphony.​

​

Ivory Stroud's grenade detonated, slamming nearly 30 beings to the floor as a gravity field overtook them, multiplying the local gravity within its area of effect to five times beyond what it normally was. This eliminated much of the general resistance, but drew immediate aggression from the outlying guards within the warehouse itself. The Infiltration team came under fire, though a small handful of the security was caught unawares by the sudden outpouring of violence.​

​

The chaos was total & complete.​

​