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Agent of Wrath

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TheNoremac42

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A long, long time ago...

In a galaxy far, far away...

There was once a mighty Dark Lord of the Sith. He had fought in a dozen wars, laid waste to entire armies, and commanded legions of soldiers and apprentices. Kings rose and fell at his command, and empires crumbled beneath his heel. The Sith Empire flourished under his protection, and its enemies were crushed.

His name was Wrath.

Wrath was strong, powerful, and fearless. However, he was not like the lesser Sith that surrounded him. While his colleagues bickered, backstabbed, and consolidated their own power, Wrath fought for the Empire as a whole. He inspired his allies and struck fear into his enemies, yet he always acted with honor. His passions gave him strength, but they did not control him.

It came to pass that Wrath had fallen in love with his greatest apprentice, and she had fallen for him. Together they had sons and daughters, all strong with the Force. They trained many apprentices and grew old together as the Empire grew strong. However, it came one day that his beloved did not rise - and became one with the Force.

Consumed with melancholy, Wrath descended into a deep meditation to contemplate the loss of his wife and life-partner. Days, weeks, months, and years drifted by as the galaxy went on without its protector. Finally, when he awoke, Wrath was shocked to learn that his children had all passed into the Force and his grand-children were old and gray.

Eighty years had passed.

Wrath had sustained his body purely on the Force for decades - unaware of the passage of time. He spent many days contemplating this revelation. If he would surpass all of his descendants, what would be his legacy? What would be the legacy of every civilization when they passed into the fog of time.

So it came to pass that Wrath departed Sith and Republic Space and fled into the uncharted wilds of the galaxy. It was there that he settled upon a deserted world and constructed a stronghold that would stand the test of time. There, in his sanctuary, he forged an army of droids with technology perfected from the Eternal Empire. They were constructs of steel, yet the Force flowed through them. Wrath unleashed them upon the galaxy and said...

"Go forth, my Agents. Go forth and seek out every kingdom, every inhabited world, and every sapient species. Hide yourselves among them and gather their knowledge and wisdom. Bring me their arts and their sciences so their legacies will be preserved after their cities are ash and their bones are dust. Through us, they will live on. Through us, they will never truly die."

These are the Agents of Wrath, and they will stop at nothing to complete the Directive.

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So begins...

Agent of Wrath's Story

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Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Aschen Fleet of Righteous Vigilance Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Natuna Belladorei Character Portrait: Imai Taro Character Portrait: Colleen MacFadden Character Portrait: "Russian" Character Portrait: Tidus Khaine Character Portrait: Horus "Mac" MacIver

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A lone figure stood silently on a distant dune overlooking the chaos of the region. It was like a phantom or a mirage that passed unseen beneath all but the most advanced scanners and perceptive senses. The figure was clad in a dark brown cloak that blended with the scourged earth of the planet's surface. Two glowing yellow eyes focused coldly on the awakened vessel with calculating indifference.

The Agent of Wrath felt the Power radiating from the ship like the gravitational force of a black hole. It was darkness and malice, and yet cold and emotionless. However, even though the Agent sensed the vessel's power and heard its voice as clearly as any other, it simply ignored its alluring call.

<< Priority One Artifact detected. Unit Beta-34 requesting reinforcements for extraction. Informing the Repository. >>

Beta-34 ran a quick calculation on the ship's trajectory after ending the communication. It took a single step before its form dissolved into the background.

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Character Portrait: Snowbund Character Portrait: Kinara Character Portrait: Cynthiana of House Kuat Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath

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The sudden opening of the airlock took the Agents by surprise, but they quickly recovered and leaped through the open hole. All three droids - Alpha, Beta, and Gamma - landed inside the airlock with a roll and crouch. Two of the droids' eyes glowed with the same golden yellow as their lightsabers. The third's, however, glowed an eldritch red and radiated a nauseating aura...

The pair of glowing red eyes narrowed coldly onto the other side of the room, and they seemed to peer through the steel and focus solely on Cynthiana.

<< Prepare to breach the interior. >> Alpha-7 ordered.

The two flanking droids stepped forward and ignited their lightsabers. They swung in a synchronized motion and drove their blades into the inner airlock door. Slowly, ever so slowly, they pushed their blades through the steel to form a circle.

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Character Portrait: Snowbund Character Portrait: Kinara Character Portrait: Cynthiana of House Kuat Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath

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As the lightsabers of the droids made contact through the cold steel of the inner air-lock, Kinara took a few more breaths to pump up her body, then she activated her main saber, the night-stick shaped one in her left hand lacking a proper focusing crystal to be of much use. The green bladed hummed to life, and its black core crackled in the center.

She lowered into a defensive Soresu stance once more with her ignited saber pointing towards where she suspected her enemies would land -in front of her- and with her left arm bent slightly, the saber-resistant hilt of the guard-shoto saber gleaming in the light of the ship's interior.

"I guess about ten seconds before the party starts; I'll do what I can to keep 'em busy now that I'm fully rested." Kinara said into her comm channel. "Just try to get us on that planet! I don't care if you have to crash us in a field. I'm not dying in space." She growled.

Clearly the influence of the dark holocron hadn't completely rubbed off yet, but otherwise she remained neutral, light.

Alright....let's party.

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Character Portrait: Snowbund Character Portrait: Kinara Character Portrait: Cynthiana of House Kuat Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath

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"There's no way whatsoever I'm landing in a field or anything! I just got this ship, you think I wanna wreck it already ?" Snowbund grumbled over the comm before hitting some more controls as the observation deck airlock pressurised and opened allowing Kinara and Cynthiana to see four lightsabers poking through the airlock door to cut it open "Please tell me they're not doing what I think they're doing ?"

"Yeah" they're doing it." Cynthiana said withdrawing her saberstaff and ignting one of the blades. There was not enough room to duel in this corridors of the CR90, yet it was spacious enough for their needs at that moment.

"I told you not to tell me that" Snowbund grumbled again and hit some controls. Ray Shields activated along the walls. they were lightsaber resistent and thus allowing the fight to comhence once the droids cut through.

"You may want to look into getting the airlock repaired as soon as possible though. Where's an earby station for such repairs ?" Cynthiana said offhand as she was once more thankful that Kinara said nothing concerning the Force Lightning yet. Just frying the tracking device alone with force lightning could lure Cynthiana to the dark side, but no.

"I said not to tell me about that!" Snowbund screamed. Fully rayshielding herself in the bridge. These droids however weren't after her, or her ship just something on it, something Cynthiana carried

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Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Aschen Fleet of Righteous Vigilance Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Natuna Belladorei Character Portrait: Imai Taro Character Portrait: Colleen MacFadden Character Portrait: "Russian" Character Portrait: Tidus Khaine Character Portrait: Horus "Mac" MacIver

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"Sir... I'm detecting weapons fire from the surface, doesn't appear to be firing at anything in particular." A deck officer informed the Commander as he looked to the planet below.

The deck guns remained primed as the crew tried to sort out everything going out.

"We're going to lock this whole thing down." Gray reported. "Do we have enough troops for a planetside assault?" He asked, as his Executive officer shook their head.

"I'll signal the nearest available Reverence to lead an assault to secure the prison."

Gray nodded slightly, before the executive officer replied. "Sir, I've recieved a response. The Bloodied Spirit is changing course to intercept. They'll arrive in half a millicenton." The XO Reported.

The Reverence II Bloodied Spirit promptly recieved the call from the Iconoclast over Chiron-Delta, and with a shift, it jumped from Blackrock, and appeared in low orbit over Chiron Delta.

The massive Reverence II was large enough to easily obscure the skies over the maximum security prison complex. It's massive engines thundered on the surface as it began it's descent. To those versed in Aschen tactics, this Reverence II was situating itself to lead an assault on the planet, in addition to landing troops.

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Khaine paused as he looked up, the brilliant white flash of light followed by the appearance of the Bloodied Spirit had quickly caught his attention for a moment. But it was Helga's spell casting that was the most concerning. Raising his Magnetron rifle, he opened fire, with an audible thunk his weapon sent a single 20mm self propelled projectile towards the casting mage, hoping to swiftly remove her from the picture.

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Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Aschen Fleet of Righteous Vigilance Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Natuna Belladorei Character Portrait: Imai Taro Character Portrait: Colleen MacFadden Character Portrait: "Russian" Character Portrait: Tidus Khaine Character Portrait: Horus "Mac" MacIver

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Being yelled at can do many things, but in this case it did knock Colleen out of whatever she had been in, let's say frustrated anger combined with utter stupidity. Still Mac had broken through whatever hold had been on her and immediately she replied, "Okay here's long and short of it Mac, there is Helga and I, Helga fighting an Aschen, I am monitoring a ship from a dude calling himself the Russian he is according to the scans on my suit drilling into the ground near the base. There is other stuff but gist of it is that anomaly is causing strange shit to occur... I can define what it is entirely, but it made me hack the anti-aircraft defences which is why they started firing, thankfully the orbital platforms were not activated, although with how things are you may want too..." with that she awaited the yelling and screaming, while sighing, "Actually can we shoot down that ship, I can paint a target on it with my electronics if you wish."

Once more waiting, she would patch through to Helga, "Look if worse comes to the worse, we have orbital cannons they could be used on the Aschen ship, it could well take it down... damn the consequences... also that thing, anomaly, it appears able to alter or influence people... thus why what happened, happened... thing is I am in control again. I am likely going to paint big red target on this ship, and shoot it down, leaving the Russian without any means to escape... after that I shall head to where you are."

With that she switched off her intercom and began to input coordinates from her scan of 'The Russian's' ship, basing it on the information and sending the data to Mac, "There is the information, input it to some of our defences and blow thing out of the sky."

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Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Aschen Fleet of Righteous Vigilance Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Natuna Belladorei Character Portrait: Imai Taro Character Portrait: Colleen MacFadden Character Portrait: "Russian" Character Portrait: Tidus Khaine Character Portrait: Horus "Mac" MacIver

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Helga grimaced as the monster rose from the earth bellow. She held her spell as the arcane and eldritched energies that flowed from her hand and the surrounding areas continued to form more complex spellwork. It was with every intention that she wanted to destroy such an abomination on life and as it made its way towards Colleen and Mac's location. The Witch Hunter was not focused on anything else other than the destruction of such a thing before her and as Tidus took his shot there might have been an end to her chapter.

"Helga, snap out of it, you stupid witch!" Her shadow jumped out from underneath of her and in an instant cast its own spell enforcing the barriers that protected Helga thus far. Ghast smirked like the devil as the 20mm broke through the initial barriers only to stop as Ghast raised his left hand enforcing the slowing of the projectile to a sudden halt.

The gunfire broke Helga's concentration causing the spell to fizzle and distort the space around her changing the land into a fertile green field that extended outwards several meters only to then freeze in an instant causing no harm to anyone or anything.

"Not today soldier." Ghast taunted as it shrunk back into Helga taking on her shadow once more. Helga herself looked over to Tidus and grimaced. "We need to take that thing down!" Fully turning herself towards the soldier and making her way over to the armored hulk with little fear her in soul.

"I don't care if your xenophobic nature is telling you to shoot me again! Fuck it all if you do but I assure you Ghast would hate for his vessel to be damaged beyond all repair!" Helga raised her voice as she continued to make her way over to the soldier. "Tell whoever you have that is incharge to blow that thing back to fucking Hell if they so wish. Obviously it is a danger and I can examine the remains later!"

It was then that she heard the transmission from Colleen only to feel even angrier at the notion of turning on such a super power. A poor move on any souls part that thought they could withstand such a military might especially when they were on a rock that was not all that important. "Colleen! You know I have grown attached to my fucking body! Turn those damned weapons towards the fucking behemoth that is making its way towards your prison!"

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Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Aschen Fleet of Righteous Vigilance Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Natuna Belladorei Character Portrait: Imai Taro Character Portrait: Colleen MacFadden Character Portrait: "Russian" Character Portrait: Tidus Khaine Character Portrait: Horus "Mac" MacIver

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Hearing back from Colleen was nothing short of a miracle. He listened through his helmet now, being fully prepared at this point to disembark from the confines of the prison. Patching his voice to Colleen, he spoke calmly. "Alright, now that you're actually paying attention, we can do something about this. I'm staying inside as long as I can to run the defenses, as well as making sure we don't have a full blown riot in here. I need you to focus your attention on whatever the hell that thing is making it's way toward the prison, we don't have time to fight this many battles at once. For god's sake woman who taught you how to prioritize? I'm deploying assistance, try not to let it get ruined."

Shifting his attention to his main control area, he input the codes necessary to reroute the exterior defenses so they weren't blindly firing at god knows what. Instead he focused them on the incoming vessel, the one marching it's way toward the prison, the one emitting the...fear.

All the anti aircraft defenses ceased fire momentarily, swiveling on their bases to the new coordinates, a low hum emanating from within before they opened fire. The collective force of the assault would me much more effective now that it was actually aimed at something!

Flicking to a different program on the controls, he input the codes for his own personal side project, The W4RD3N. Initiating the auto pilot he locked it on to Colleen's position. "You've got incoming Colleen, it's a friendly, the thing I mentioned to not let get ruined."

With that he made his way for the main prison chambers, to ensure security was still acting accordingly, and things in his prison hadn't gone completely to hell.






From within a sealed surface outside the prison walls, a launch sequence began. The doors slid open, revealing a some thirty foot gap in the prison wall. It also reveled a fifteen foot mechanical being with no pilot. From within it's sealed dome cockpit, the machines beeped to life, prompting the machine to move forward. A bulk of faded crimson emerged, it's legs moving fluidly on their own, prompting little lag time between steps. "creating energy field..." a robotic voice echoed from within the construct as it lurched forward, a glisten of light manifesting in a ten foot radius centered on the construct before disappearing. "primary combat functions...ready.."

As the weapons throughout its being hummed to life, it made it's way quicker to Colleen's location. "detection grid...activated" Picking up on her exact coordinates, it paused for a moment. "gravity fluctuation systems...ready"

Suddenly, the construct was slightly airborne, lingering for no more than a moment before soaring higher, further away from the prison toward his target. Traveling a short distance before coming to it's mark, settling down surprisingly precariously next to it's ally, a low hiss projecting from it's various limbs, it almost appeared to be looking down at her. "ally...confirmed. begin protection protocol 8-4-1...initiated."

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Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Aschen Fleet of Righteous Vigilance Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Natuna Belladorei Character Portrait: Imai Taro Character Portrait: Colleen MacFadden Character Portrait: "Russian" Character Portrait: Tidus Khaine Character Portrait: Horus "Mac" MacIver

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Although the threats of demons and blood crazed maniacs were very much present in facility 104, Russian was interrupted by an alarm going off in his mech suit, warning him that there was something locking onto his ship. "Now I have more things to worry about, very fantastic." He grumbled as he fumbled with multiple monitors inside his mech suit and began patching into his ships controls. "Password: GEZdaf80outaere, Initiate program intermediate evacuation." With that the ship began to lift into the air, bringing the landing gear back into the ship before activating shields and self defense weaponry before making its way back to space. Hopefully the ship would hold on long enough to get out of range of the anti-aircraft weapons.

Russian now annoyed that they were indeed planning to blow up his ship, decided to curse the people, especially that woman talking to him. Pulling out his radio, he began to talk on the local frequency so most people would hear him. "Oh cool, go ahead and target my ship with your weapon systems. You know what missy, I could care less about what happens to the planet. Have fun with the demons, blood crazed marauders, and whatever the hell is moving around on the planet. Oh by the way I am inside your supposedly maximum security prison, facility 104 was it? And I am currently busting the prisoners out. I wonder what your bosses would say and do I wonder? Maybe they would dock everyone's pay and send you all janitor duty. Anyways screw you all and screw all of your organizations. This is Russian, not wishing any of you luck. Also great security, it sucks."

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Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Aschen Fleet of Righteous Vigilance Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Natuna Belladorei Character Portrait: Imai Taro Character Portrait: Colleen MacFadden Character Portrait: "Russian" Character Portrait: Tidus Khaine Character Portrait: Horus "Mac" MacIver

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The Vessel continued it's approach to the prison, taking no more notice of Helga or Tidus as a man would a seed planted at his foot. It did however take notice of the new Ship signature warping in directly over it's head. A cold voice issued from the vessel, echoing across the landscape. "Analyzing new signature... Threat Level minimal, Pilot potential Moderate."

The Reverence and Bloodied Spirit would both then recieve a transmission. "Attention life forms, for your own safety, you are to remain at distance from this planet. You have potential, and must not be harmed. If you do not comply, your safety cannot be garunteed." The image which would display on the appropriate screens and panels would be that of a raid haired woman with four ice blue eyes, which hold no warmth. There would be no mouth on this entities face, nor nose, only the four eyes positioned around a Green marking in the middle of it's face. How it achieved speech could not be discerned.

The Natuna would then proceed to ignore the new arriving ship, and continue on it's way to the prison. At the point the defenses activated and fired, the vessel would raise it's right hand and gesture, as if to grasp a doorknob or handle. The shells fired from the bases defenses would then flash bright green, before vaporizing into streams of energy, which then flow into the open hand of the Natuna. "Hostilities will not be allowed." The vessel spoke, before raising it's hand upward, bringing with it the energy. The cascade of power then split into mulitple streams, each one forming into a solid jagged shard, though of what could not be known. These shards would then fly forward, each one about 20 feet long and 5 wide along the bevel, and seven score of these there were, a veritible blizzard of blades. This 'storm of swords' would crash into the side of the base, striking the cannons and defenses from which first issued the matter what provided the energy for this retaliation. But then, if one were of the mind to take notice of it, a strange occurance happened. Each shard then flashed green, and in a 60 foot radius bubble around each flash, all the physical matter that had been contacted would also flash green, before it too vaporized and streamed towards the Natuna and the orb sitting within it's chest.

It is in this manner, that the Natuna would disable the presented defenses of it's target. The vessel continued along it's trajectory, each stride bringing it closer and closer to it's goal.

And still, that sense of dread would take hold of one's heart, should they chance to see that core again. The wiser, or perhaps more intelligent life forms would make the assumption that whatever was in that core must be a great and terrible thing, to instill the instinctual and primordial reaction it did.

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Character Portrait: Snowbund Character Portrait: Kinara Character Portrait: Cynthiana of House Kuat Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath

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The yellow lightsabers, slowly but surely, completed the circle around the air lock. They vanished from sight, leaving the glowing red steel visible to the two jedi. Suddenly the door lurched towards them as it was shoved violently from its perch. It was quickly followed by the two droids leaping through the hole before the door landed on the ground with a deafening CLANG!

The droids lashed out at the two Jedi with lightsabers blazing. They spun them in tight circular motions to divert any strikes before slashing at the Jedis' saber handles in an attempt to disarm them. A pattern emerged in their chaotic flurry as they simultaneously attacked and defend. What strikes one could not block or dodge, the other would divert with their own lightsaber.

The third droid simply stood in the doorway while the other two dueled with the Jedi. Its glowing red eyes narrowed coldly on Cynthiana. An aura of darkness surrounded the droid's inert neutrality like a shroud. It's cybernetic eyes diverted towards Cynthiana's bag.

"Surrender the artifact." it spoke. "It must be archived and contained. Surrender it, and we will refrain from deadly force."

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Character Portrait: Snowbund Character Portrait: Kinara Character Portrait: Cynthiana of House Kuat Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath

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Kinara would wait for the droids to come to her, her mastery in Soresu allowing her to effortlessly block and deflect almost every single strike that the Makashi-wielding droids used. What she couldn't block or deflect she dodged just barely. She however did use the circular movements the Droids were employing against her and Cynthiana to her advantage, her deep, steady, but mobile stance keeping her very much in the game.

The saber-resistant metal of the guard-shoto in her left hand did its job, and she used that for a majority of her blocking, spinning it much like one would a tonfa to also counter attack in a graceful, dance-like way. She would attempt to cut the arms and legs off of these droids as best she could whilst mostly defending, using a bit of the acrobatic Ataru form to close the distance between her and her opponent.

Briefly she cast a glance to the third droid standing in the shroud of darkness and her lip twitched before she ducked a saber-strike and went to sweep the Droid's legs with her own leg.

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Character Portrait: Snowbund Character Portrait: Kinara Character Portrait: Cynthiana of House Kuat Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath

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The the walls ray shielded, nothing could get past them or damage much if anything at all. Snowbund watched as the fight occured. At least she had engine control, so they could move, for the moment at least. The airlock was going to need extensive repairs judging by the damage done, but she had the credits for it, after all, with sixty or so million creds to an account, what was not to get at that piont anyhow ?

First thing was first, Cynthiana thought seeing the three droids. One once more kept back, shrouded in darkness, they were after the holocron she carried. Well tough shit they weret getting it!

Flinging out her saberstaff the pink blade span like a massive wheel, spinning backwards as she threw it forwards towards a droid, then catching it, she did the move twice more before shifting and all but slugging a droid dead inthe center of where its face were to be. Slamming into it with a cortosis lined glove with all the Force she could muster behind it before launching force lighting right behind the punch directly at the Droid.

How Cynthiana could control Force Lightning, and not be lured by the Dark Side while doing it, was all thanks to that Holocron she carried on her at all times. She lifted with her free hand a burnt black device "Looking for this ?" She asked, holding between two fingers, which still sparked, the electrified tracking device. She had fried it using Force Lightning.

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Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Aschen Fleet of Righteous Vigilance Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Natuna Belladorei Character Portrait: Imai Taro Character Portrait: Colleen MacFadden Character Portrait: "Russian" Character Portrait: Tidus Khaine Character Portrait: Horus "Mac" MacIver

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Above the prison complex, the reverence II was finally in position. It's engines rocked the ground below, but what was to come next would spell doom for the prisoners below.

Commander Lionel Felghast, an older man that had been placed in charge of the Bloodied Spirit was eying a large combat map, a three-dimensional holographic projection of the prison, and the terrain surrounding it.

"Three strike teams will move in, three directions." He said, focusing in on the prison itself. "Whatever that thing is on the ground heading to the prison needs to be neutralized, and then we'll move in and secure the complex itself. I want artillery and ground support deployed in these zones here" Felghast said, turning to his executive officer.

"Colonel; execute." Felghast said, as he turned back to the holographic display.

The cacophony of the Reverence II's CIC echoed all around him, the words, the actions, the chime of the alarm, everything provided a beautiful orchestra to the old Commander's ears.

The massive vessel worked like a well oiled machine, landing plots were selected and tallied for gravity-lift deployment, while Marines and ground assault teams checked their weapons and armor systems, gathering at the designated ground deployment zones aboard the ship.

Back in the CIC, the Commander gave the final nod of approval, three zones, one about a mile north of the facility, one southwest, and one southeast were selected for deployment.

And the massive ship in the sky fired down three brilliant purple beams of light, that widened to about sixty meters in diameter. This was the first stage in a massive deployment that was soon to follow.

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Khaine simply grinned. And then he withdrew a chainsword that was attatched magnetically to his back, revving it a couple times he shouted from behind his visor.

"Witch! There is only one thing to do with you, it's Purge!" He bellowed, before unleashing a powerful antimana pulse from his armor, that extended outwards in all directions, and with a rev of his Chainsword, he lunged at Helga.

As the Anti-Aircraft defenses began to fire erratically, the Commander aboard the Bloodied spirit was watching, the rounds that made it high enough impacted against the shields of the Reverence II, which flared angrily into a brilliant milky white.

"Arm ventral batteries alpha through epsilon. Take out those anti-aircraft batteries." Commander Felghast ordered.

The underside of the Reverence II sported roughly eight hundred individual dual-barreled turbodisruptor batteries, and seven hundred single barrel batteries running along the length of the vessel.

Five of these batteries swiveled to life, and took aim at the facility below.

Felghast watched as the Anti-Aircraft batteries were highlighted into a brilliant red, the Turbodisruptor batteries were calibrated for a staggered salvo fire, and would provide an intermittent stream of weapons fire to silence the batteries.

Once the batteries took aim, they charged up and fired, with a five-second cycling time; they would make short work of the AA batteries below.

The heralding of Aschen weapons fire was that of a series of deafening cracks not unlike thunder, brilliant green flashes that streaked down into the facility below, followed by brilliant plumes of flame as the impacts reduced the AA batteries, and everything immediately around them to molten slag. There was no doubt everyone inside Facility 104 would have heard the sudden weapons fire, which would continue until the last AA Battery fell silent.

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Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Aschen Fleet of Righteous Vigilance Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Natuna Belladorei Character Portrait: Imai Taro Character Portrait: Colleen MacFadden Character Portrait: "Russian" Character Portrait: Tidus Khaine Character Portrait: Horus "Mac" MacIver

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Helga groaned as she witnessed the zealot nature of the aschen titan. She knew it would probably come down to this but had hoped that the larger threat would be a bigger issue than her ability to cast spells.

"Witch! Hardly you foul dog!" Hegla shouted as she brought her left hand forward with her fingers pointing outstretched towards the hulking giant of a man. She had intended to restrain him using a spell she had seen once before but found herself unable to find the energy to manipulate or even the time as the beast seamlessly barreled down upon her position. It was with quick footwork and years of training that she would slide off to the side just barely seeing the edge of the chainsword pass her face and the loud roar of its engine.

"Anyone alive?" Helga shouted through her coms link while continuing her momentum in an attempt to book it out of there. "I need someone to open my ship and get me out of here. This is a direct order."

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Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Aschen Fleet of Righteous Vigilance Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Natuna Belladorei Character Portrait: Imai Taro Character Portrait: Colleen MacFadden Character Portrait: "Russian" Character Portrait: Tidus Khaine Character Portrait: Horus "Mac" MacIver

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This was too big, too fucking huge and Colleen was part in shock and awe. It was difficult for her to even to think straight, everything just everything. The poor woman could barely keep up, none of her training her made her able to handle this situation. In fact this was meant to be a boring punishment for her actions, but here she was in what was turning into intergalatic incident very fast. It was insane and the chaos in the prison was also buzzing her ear constantly. Think of it, she is standing on a dune staring wide-eyed at the mass destruction and utter nonsense protected from the elements only by her suit, but sweating nervously. If she could even fathom the insanity on display, she said nothing...

This was meant to be a routine, just checking the area, find nothing move on. Now she was wondering if she should have made peace with her Gods, although said thoughts were interrupted by a yelling in her ear and immeadiately she woke up from the almost dream, "Colleen here Helga and yes I am still alive... I am getting nothing from Mac anymore, so may need to use the suit to hack the facilty again, but I'll do it." with that she closed the communication and set about coordinating the ship in all honesty she hoped if Helga could get out, she would take her with her, because in all honesty as it was Colleen did not think Chiron-Delta was a safe place now... not at all...

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Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath

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A phantom stalked the Archive.

It was an old phantom - one that had stalked these shelves for many years. The specter rarely made itself known, and left only traces of its existence when it did. A jedi or sith would catch a flicker of movement at the edge of their peripherals. An occasional holocron or tome would be left out, misplaced, or moved when no one was looking. Sometimes the most observant might even hear a faint clicking as the apparition wandered the aisles.

Smooth mechanical legs silently carried the Agent of Wrath through the jedi archive. A pair of glowing eyes scanned the numerous volumes that adorned the shelves, but it made no move to examine them further. These pieces had already been archived. They have already been preserved.

The Agent moved on.

Shadows draped themselves over the droid's body while the light skirted around its frame. Only the most advanced sensors would have even felt a hint of its passing, though perhaps the Force sensitives might have felt its presence. The Force flowed through the strange metal construct as surely as any jedi or sith. Unlike its organic counterparts, however, the droid did not radiate with either light nor dark. It simply... was.

The Agent of Wrath moved on through the archive with a gait that flowed like water. It was quieter than a whisper. It watched. It listened. It recorded.

It preserved.

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Character Portrait: Byron Irura Character Portrait: Deiyi Character Portrait: Kinara Character Portrait: Cynthiana of House Kuat Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Sadr Stardasher

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#, as written by Marcus
Byron took a step back and simply nodded understanding what she had said. The Archivist felt swelling anger grow within the pit of his belly and his eyes seemed to grow cold as he thought of the Emperor and what he had wrought upon Deiyi.

"What are we to do?" Byron muttered only to glance towards Sadr only to turn his head as he thought he heard something moving behind them and beyond but was unable to perceive the thing that skulked in the shadows, though he felt it through the force as a thing that was.

"Emperor Mor needs to pay for what he has done. If he is able to continue then the abominations that he will create will be something beyond even our abilities."

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Character Portrait: Byron Irura Character Portrait: Deiyi Character Portrait: Kinara Character Portrait: Cynthiana of House Kuat Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Sadr Stardasher

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Sadr seized up slightly as physical contact was made with Deiyi...almost like an energetic spark that raced through him, paralyzing him. What was he supposed to do? He'd never been hugged. Ever. Like...in his entire life. And yet, the movement felt so smooth...so familiar somehow. Inside himself, he knew what the appropriate response was...

To hug back.

Instead, he kept that rush of feelings within himself (via intense Sith Lord training and general stone face demeanor) and stood stock still until she let go and explained her appearance. Familiar faced flashed into his mind when she mentioned two other Force Hounds...Vir's companions. He didn't even know their names, but he knew they were both dudes. Vir was the only female Force Hound of the three. He wondered where they were and if they were slowing Sony down or even if they knew about her.

"Emperor Mor needs to pay for what he has done," Sadr turned as the Archivist on his right spoke for the first time. "If he is able to continue then the abominations that he will create will be something beyond even our abilities."

"Wait a minute here," Sadr held up a hand and took a step back from them, "I didn't agree to any kind of rebellion against the Sith. I was just running from Sony. You two do what you guys will, but I need to find another place to jump to. Sony could come ramming down the door at any moment." He wondered if she'd abide by the laws of the Force Temple. Probably not, he decided.

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Character Portrait: Byron Irura Character Portrait: Deiyi Character Portrait: Kinara Character Portrait: Cynthiana of House Kuat Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Sadr Stardasher Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni

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As Deiyi trusted Byron like a wooden post to support herself as she stood the Sith began to fathom what he was needed for. What did she mean when she asked if they would be able to fix what she had unsettled.

"Deiyi I don't follow...." Byron interjected only to quickly take hold of her as she seemed to loose more strength by simply standing than sitting or laying down. The Archivist would move her over to a bed whist the others seemed to be present only to shake his head. "You need to rest. Once you have recovered then we can speak further."

"Bring her some water." Byron commanded a medical droid only to long for the services of the facilities back at Cobalt Edge. Byron quickly brought his attention back over to Sadr only to glare at the man with cold intent. He could not command those who did not serve under his emperor but what could be described as cowardice might also be intelligence.

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Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Nimand Character Portrait: Lothcat Lee

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FazCab 1 veered sharply away from the woman and zagged back onto path shortly after, barreling off and away from the horse and river. When it almost reached the half horizon FazCab 1 took a hesitant turn north, thought better of it, and careened slightly more westward.

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Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath Character Portrait: Nimand Character Portrait: Lothcat Lee

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A phantom wandered through the sacred halls of the Jedi Archive. It was not a phantom of death, however, or the ghost of some long past Force master, but rather a machine molded in the shape of a man. Light flowed like water around a durasteel chassis, obscuring the being’s form from most mundane senses. The Agent of Wrath stalked the aisles of bookshelves and servers, servos silent and muffled.

It had been there a long time - almost as long as the archive itself - like a fly on the wall or a shadow at the edge of a librarian’s peripherals. Stories had circulated over the years about a ghost that wandered the halls. Tomes would be misplaced, files with odd access records, or data outright missing, but no signs were ever discovered to the cause. Sometimes, however, a visitor would come that was particularly sensitive to the Force -- and they would sense a presence. Neither light, nor dark… just simply there.

The setting changes from kazzei-plains to Kazzei Plains Force Temple

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Character Portrait: Warren Aulare Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath

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Warren Aulare slowly approached a slight dip in one of the hills, the wind blowing sideways at him. There before him the Kazzei Plains Force Temple laid out before him. The landing pads were hard to see at first glance but they were there.

He began his descent, the device on his wrist pulsing sharply. Warren tapped at it a few times and it stopped, instead sending a different type of transmission to the wearer. The Force was very strong here, according to the device. He himself wasn't able to sense it, but this handy wrist thing certainly could. It hummed towards one side of his wrist, indicating where he might go to find...well, whatever it is he came here for.

Warren himself didn't truly know, but he knew it was what he needed. Probably.

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Character Portrait: Warren Aulare Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath

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The Agent of Wrath felt a stirring in the temple’s aura. It had been here long enough to recognize the status quo - to learn and adapt. After so many eons, the Force-infused droid had become as much part of the temple as the temple became part of it.

The droid felt the presence of a visitor. It was one not attuned to the Force, but the agent felt a mark of otherworldly power nonetheless.

<< Anomaly detected. Investigating. >>

The droid stalked the halls like a leopard, invisible to all except the most observant, Force-sensitive, or advanced detection technology.

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Character Portrait: Warren Aulare Character Portrait: Agent of Wrath

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The pulsing at his wrist grew stronger as Warren slowly navigated the corridors. They were tall and lowly lit, his footsteps not echoing despite his very low heels. Up ahead was a larger atrium, where a few corridors intersect.

He stood in the center of the corridors, looking down the one from which the device under his wrist indicated the spike in Force was coming from. Warren didn't see anything but he continued to watch.