Under the Storm(Mandalorians/Sith)

[Daxton Bane]

High above the city, flying in tight patterns outside the reach of defensive guns were squadrons of Tie Bombers with EMP and High explosive loads. Just before Daxton moves forward, he has the squadrons saturation bomb the neighborhood ahead of his forces. Any electronics especially those used by Mandalorians in their battle armor as well as their laser weaponry would be neutralized as his forces arrive for their assault.

No mercy will be offered to their foes, this city was to burned down to the ground. Grinning widely, Daxton hoped some of them would resist. He needed to make someone pay for what Jorn did to him.

 

[Jorn Mair]

Jorn then saw someone in full battle armor run by "STOP!" JOnr yellout loud so the man could tell where he was. He hoped that it was someone that could help him rather than kill him. He limped foward so he could go to the street that A mando just passed. Maybe then he could see who it was.

 

[Daxton Bane]

The sand storm cut down vision to just a few feet but the Sith, working in a well oiled tandem quickly subdued any resistance they encountered. What structures remained intact, soon blew apart under the force of ordinance or was set on fire. The city was in flames, the lamentations of the wounded and dying were like its death wail. Daxton drank in the dark energy as if it were ambrosia, blood drunk on conquering the city. There was no hope, only death and slavery awaited those who opposed the march of the Sith Forces.

When the storm cleared, the Heavy Tanks and Battle Droids would mop things up, Daxton gestured forward as they closed in on another nest of resistance.

 

[Carbon]

Danni/Moridin
Capital

Emberli slid his leg in between Moridin's, locking them together as a crushgaunt left his Mandalorian assault rifle in order to grab the shaft of the spear and snap it like a twig. Seeing the Apprentice behind him due to his HUD, Emberli activates his jetpack again but angles it to rotate the pair so that Moridin was now between the projectile and Em.

 

[Akaan'ade Be'Solus]

Kal slid to a halt, certain he had heard a cry. He turned, revealing a heavily injured Jorn limping slowly towards him. He was in a bad state, what looked like a lightsaber wound in his side. Kal rushed forwards, hoping to provide whatever medical support was needed until they could find any sort of doctor.

 

[Verz Horak]

Verz fired another round at a Sith Apprentice, killing her. Seeing as no other foes were close enough to attack. He still heard sounds of battle, though it wasn't as intense sounding as in the first hours of the attack. He activated his helmet's comlink and tuned to the frequency his squad used most often.

"This is Verz Horak. Anyone need some help?"

 

[Daxton Bane]

Despair seized the Mandalorian defenders as they saw the unending waves of Sith armor and infantry emerge from the swirling sand storm, for every one they killed four took its place and they kept coming. Trapped like gutter rats they tried to make a last stand, tried to run at the Sith with primed grenades, hoping to take at least some of the enemy out before they were killed, if only to buy some breathing room for their people.

But even those tactics had as much hope of stopping the Sith as ordering the tide to not come in. There were simply too many, lead by the vile Sith in purple and green armor, cheering his forces as they crushed the Mandalorian defenses. Snipers tried to take him out but their blasts were either deflected or absorbed by shields, while counter sniper teams made sure the Mandalorians never got another shot.

No one was spared, Daxton ordering any who resist to be put to the blade. Men, women, children, even household pets. In his wake he left burning husks of buildings filled to the brim with charred corpses. He was determined to drive the butcher's bill of the defenders so high it would break their morale. Even though they were warriors, even toughest among them could see that this fight was over. The Sith were winning, there was no hope left.

 

[Jorn Mair]

"Oh you have no idea how great it is to see a mando." Jorn saw Kal running towards him. Jonr was tired and slowed his pace even more. The more you moved the more you blead. the cloth he covered himself with was soaked in blood. He uncoverd it to see that it was a dark red color. it was slightly chared. "We have to move fast Daxton may be back. ANd this time hes going to try and kill us all." As if on cue. he heard screams of wemon children and the sounds of dieing men. He knew who it was. He looked at Kal and said again "Patch me up best you can they we have to go take out Daxton."

 

[Akaan'ade Be'Solus]

"Of course vod." Kal nodded, taking a Medpac from his belt and passing it to Jorn. The compact white box was packed with medical equipment, and would keep Jorn together temporarily, and hopefully long enough for them to survive the onslaught brought on by Daxton. "We must stop Daxton before it's too late, or at least delay his massacre, by whatever means available. Any ideas?" He asked, his heart filled with fear as the screams echoed throughout the Capital.

 

[Soliath Devin Talith]

Danni/Emberli
Capital
As The piece of ferocrete flew towards them Moridin knew what was about to happen next. The Mandalorian activated his jet pack and slid himself and the Sith along the floor. As he did so Moridin concentrated, his eyes fluttered slightly as the force wrapped itself around ferocrete and crushed it into absolute dust, eliminating any need to worry about it.

Doing this however gave the Mandalorian enough time to grip Moridins spear, and unfortunate thing as one could hear the snapping of the power packs within the massive weapon almost immediately. The metal on the outside bent and broke and the blade at the end of the staff fizzled out. “So Much for that”

Moridin thought to himself as he released the spear with both of his hands leaving Emberli to hold it. Then in the next instant his hands began to glow a furious red. The Dreadlord looked at Emberli and smirked, and then simply brought up his right palm. A small sphere flew from his hand directly towards Emberli's chest.

 

[Edard]

Edard waited patiently for the mando to heft a blade in defense. As soon as he had the blade in his hand Edard launched one saber at the feet of the mando and another at the wall to his side, his plan was to use the rubble as ordinance and blast it into him with the force. As the saber left his hand he leaped to his left and scooped a blaster out of the dust and squeezed off several rounds with a speed only force users were capable of. his intention was to circle around to the left of his enemey and flank him, but as he stepped he rolled his ankle and was assailed by a terrible pain in his ankle.cuasing him to stumble.

 

[Daxton Bane]

Daxton stood in the center of the plaza, surrounded by Sith infantry and droids. This was the scene were fighting was the heaviest, as evidenced by the piles of corpses of Mandalorian defenders strewn about like carelessly mislaid toys. The nearby buildings were scorched, and blasted, fire blazing within testifying to the intensity of the battle that just took place.

As the Sith began securing the plaza, Daxton walked among the dead to search for the dying and injured and corrected their situation with a steel core bullet to the forehead. So far he had aided four Mandalorians find final peace, now he wondered how many more he could help along the way.

 

[Jorn Mair]

Jorn took the package and used it to clean himself up. he thought about a way to take Daxton down. He didnt know how that Daxton could recover that fast. He had stabed him multable times with the cleaver on the back of his belt. It was alt least 9 to 11 inches. to heal that fast would be painful. Jorn looked at him and said "We need to over power his armor. he heals from the armor. if he used the force to heal himself he would just put himself out of commision. we need to get past thoes Droids and over power the Siths armor. If we do that he will have to leave for a long time." he figured that if he could some how stab him with a weapon alot of times and leave it in his armor it would hinder his healing. if he were to heal he would have the swords permenatly in his body.

Jorn then said "We are going to need alot of swords, knives ,and daggers to do this right" Jorn then shared with Kal what he thought.

 

[Akaan'ade Be'Solus]

"I see. Do you actually have any swords, daggers or knives right now?" Kal uncertainly responded. "We're going to need some mobility if we're to get to Daxton anyway. We're both injured, and this city is burning. But I think I have an idea here. Basilisk War Droids. Let's call one in, get to Daxton's little party, and you can stab him, while I shoot him with the Basilisk. Sound like a plan?"

 

[Jorn Mair]

Jorn nodded and said "Yes I have some but I need more to make it work." Jorn rushed limped into the nearest house and grabe 2 more cleavers and a steak knife. He found a Set of armor not used. He grabed the two daggers the were with it. He left the house. He may need more. He went to the next one and found some more. in total he had 4 cleavers, 3 steak knives, 5 daggers, and 3 swords. It will have to work. He returned to Kal and said "Lets Dance Bitches."

 

[Akaan'ade Be'Solus]

Kal smiled in response, placing a hand on the side of his helmet, activating comms and murmuring a few words into the mic in his helmet. "Done. It'll be here soon, so watch the sky. You don't want that fall on you."

 

[Jorn Mair]

Jorn had the thoought of being this great Mandalorian Warrior and dieing by a droid crushing him. He just just laughed alittle. He then asked "You have any extra grenades I could use. Im going to be closer to him so I might need the grenade cover." He didnt just want to pop out of nowhere and do a "Hey look at me!" game. for that to happen he needed to get rid of most of the Droids with grenades and hia rifle. and he knew jus the right thing to do so he can get close to Daxtong real fast without having to even touch the ground. Jonr smiled at the thought of doing that, and knew that if it went perfecr then it would go down in history. if not he was just another dead Mando.

 

[Daxton Bane]

Daxton stepped away from the corpses and entered another home, this one still relatively intact where the Sith were keeping a family for interrogation. The father had resisted so Daxton severed his arms and legs and had him tied to chair. Then he took a knife and removed the mans eyelids so he couldn't close his eyes to the horror that the Sith was about to unleash on his remaining family members.

"Tell me where your leaders are and I can end all this unnecessary pain. You and your family will be given passage off world, a new life and new limbs. All you need to do is tell me what I want to know." Tossing the bloody pieces of flesh out of the window, he next put the still bloody blade and pressed it against the wife's chest, the edge so close to the flesh it drew a red line where it pressed. A little more pressure and she would be cut open.

 

[Akaan'ade Be'Solus]

Kal opened one of the pouches on his belt, taking out 3 plasma grenades and passing them to Jorn, before opening another pouch. He then took out 3 forcebreaker grenades, passing them again to Jorn. "Hope that's enough for you." Kal closed the pouches, staring up into the sky. "Here it comes! Get back!" He shouted, retreating back against a wall. The droid shot towards the ground, its quad legs slamming into the ferrocrete, leaving craters in its path. Kal clambered atop the semi-sentient droid, engaging its weapons systems and flight protocols. "Welcome aboard."

 

[Verz Horak]

Verz heard screaming from a house down the street, and went running to find the source. Since it was an urban area he was running through, he pulled out his slugscatterer. He slowed down as he got close to the house, and saw the door open, and the screaming was loud. Hopefully loud enough to cover his footsteps. He leveled his slugscatterer and walked into the main room.