Space E-war

[Anaclagon]

Dark Troopers were quick to respond as bursts of super heated plasma swarmed in towards the Sentials, pounding their targets with the searing heat as they prepared for their rocket launchers to take aim. The troopers almost paniced but they quickly composed themselves, firing their bolts of plasma towards the sentials, the large group of them using their coordinated mass firepower in a attempt to bring down the sentials. Some others however did have the EMP guns the Imperials needed at the moment, hoping the shots fired but the EMP weapons would be enough to take out the sentinals..

[Doc 42]

The machines were coevered in flashing burns and impact blasts, screeching even louder, not expecting the organised resistence... In an attempt to scatter the troops, one of them pounced foreward into the crowd, trying to get into the center, the other's leg gave away, however, ruining its attempted jump. Instead it just lashed out with its arms, tenticles grabbing onto the floor and roof as it crawled through the room with mouse like agility, closing in on a Dark Trooper

[dinoman666]

"You know," hissed Chardossk, running after Serephir and Jack, "I could've helped you out, General."

[Anaclagon]

The shoulder pads of the Dark Trooper opened, two rockets armed and ready on each shoulder. The Dark Trooper took a step back, using its 5 barraled blaster cannon to rapidly fire the intense rounds of super heated plasma. Then the rockets fired..the rockets moving swiftly towards the Dark Trooper as the other troopers in the area tried to fan out as they kept on firing..

[The Kingpin]

"Those kinds of trouble makers don't need more than one. and as you could imagine, me interrupting would have more of an influence than you, what with me being the second most powerful person in the entire Vardian Nation and all. it makes them paranoid that i or someone following me will catch them next time they try it. psychological thing" said Serephir simply as they kept going...

[dinoman666]

"Psychological, eh?" hissed Chardossk. "As in mind games or things like that? Because I'm pretty good at that sort of thing myself..."

[Doc 42]

The rockets hammered into the Sentinals armour, shaking it back and forth before it finally fell, sparks and flames jumping up from the destroyed machine's wreckage...

The other pressed on relentlessly slaughtering anything that got too close, seeing the Dark troopers as the real threat, he swiped out, grabbing a trooper and flung it across the room, sending the armoured clone crashing into one of the Dark troopers, its other limbs simultaneously grabbing other soldiers, killing them and then using the bodies as human shields...

[Anaclagon]

"EMP!" One of the troopers warned as he threw the gernade towards the sentinal. The gernade hit the flood and rolled towards the sentinal before explosion. The gernade was an electromagnetic pulse type weapon, the troopers hoping to disable the sentinal before more harm was done. Those who tried to fall back continued to fire regardless, they were fighting for their lives..

[Doc 42]

A few of the open breaches on the Sentinals armour sparked and fizzed but the machine was other wise seemingly uneffected, still thrashing around the room in a frenzy as before, however, the emp had seriously drained its electrical shielding and its onboard battery was finding it hard to keep the machine moving... It would only be temporary though. EMP was one of the oldest anti-machine weapons out there, the Sentinals were disigned with emp in mind and were outfitted to deal with it...

Mean while, the Sentinals by the command tower were almost inside, busy slicing through the armour and peeling it back....

[Anaclagon]

The Dark Troopers along with the surviving troopers in the area continued to hammer at the weakened sentinel. The super heated plasma continued to pound at the evil machine with coordinated and nonstop waves, the troopers fighting for their lives..

[Buwx]

<\\> TIME: [11:05:35:16:40]
>> TRANSCRIPT AS FOLLOWS...

[SHIP.MSTR] "Tell me what happened to the crew of that dropship! Tell me!"
[CONSTRUCT ZEFUSE: 004566219887] "NOTHING THAT I DIDN'T EXPECT."
[SHIP.MSTR] "Tell me god-damnit!"
[CONSTRUCT ZEFUSE: 004566219887] "THEY'VE SHOWED ME WHAT I HOPED TO EXIST."
[SHIP.MSTR] "Which would be?"
[CONSTRUCT ZEFUSE: 004566219887] "THE MOST POWERFUL BIOLOGICAL WEAPON IN EXISTANCE..."

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>> COM-CHATTER AS FOLLOWS...

[SU'YAK: 081 MEDIC] "I haven't the faintest clue as to what might have happened..."
[FU'YADAR: SHIP.MSTR] "What about the cameras... did they not catch anything?"
[QUEIL: 031 MEDIC] "They were offline."
[FU'YADAR: SHIP.MSTR] "Did they malfunction?"
[QUEIL: 031 MEDIC] "No, someone turned them off an hour or two before... this happened."
[SU'YAK: 081 MEDIC] "I still don't understand..."
[FU'YADAR: SHIP.MSTR] "What's not to understand? Some devious individual turned off the cameras, mutilated the bodies, and stole the specimens."
[SU'YAK: 081 MEDIC] "But even that... why would someone mutilate the bodies in the first place? All the internal organs, scrambled up, ripped to shreads, I doubt anyone aboard this ship is that savage."
[QUEIL: 031 MEDIC] "I have to agree... besides, where would one even hide the specimens? This ship has cameras all over."
[FU'YADAR: SHIP.MSTR] "Which is how I guarantee the capture of this sick criminal... he will be found, and the specimens brought back to you."
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> Kig-yar Mnr. Uka, Kak
>> TIME: [14:07:14:07:14]
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"Why must we have the Unggoy assist us? They only provide as a drag," whines a Kig-yar voice, "They always provide as an extra load on our shoulders." Camera turns to face voice, "Quit you're complaining, it's annoying. Besides, the Unggoy make us look better... since they end up dying first." says Kak. The two jackals begin to laugh, as the other knees a passing grunt in the ribs, making the Unggoy squeel, "What dat for!"

< FFW >>
>> TIME: [14:18:44:03:24]
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Modern Covenant music playing in background, Kak lifts an energy gaunlet up to his camera, and examines it. Grunting with satisfaction, he properly attaches it to his wrist, "What is our mission again?" Kak asks. "Something about a few deaths in the lower levels of the ship." answers the other Kig-yar. Kak sighs, "Why do they need us? What happened to Fleet Security?"
"They were KIAs... apparently." The camera turns and faces the jackal, the other toying with his plasma pistol, "KIAs? On the ship?" The other looks up at the camera (Kak), "Yeah, they said something about some violent thief aboard the ship. They stole some valuable medical specimens and cut up the bodies of that crew." The camera turns back to the weapon compartment, and Kak's hand grabs a plasma pistol. "Are you ready yet? There could be a rampaging nut-case aboard the ship." Kak turns back to face the other, "Lets end this fool."

< FFW >>
>> TIME: [14:48:10:09:00]
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Walls seen moving upward, camera looks down, Kak sees the end of the gravlift nearing, camera moves back up to center. Reaches end of gravlift drop, and immediatly runs left to corner, Kak activating his energy gaunlet, and lifting plasma pistol. Camera looks at the Unggoy and the other Kig-yar, they are focused on the task, and walk slowely through the corridor.

< FFW >>
>> TIME: [15:00:30:54:31]
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"If I were a duranged mad-man, where would I hide," jokes the other Kig-yar, an Unggoy giggling. "I think we should just head back up... I doubt he's still down here." says Kak. An Unggoy speaks out, "I agwee... this place gives me cweeps anyway." The lights all shut down, "Turn on your flashlights!" yells Kak. Seven lights pop on, "By the gods... the power!" The Ship Master contacts Kak via COM, "What just happened! State your location!" Kak snarls, "We are on the lower level. Why'd you turn the damn power off!"
"We didn't, we thought you did... there've been more KIAs reported from around the ship."
"What?!"
The other Kig-yar yells, "I'm picking up movement on the motion tracker!" Kaks turns off his COM, completely shutting out Fu'yadar, and the camera turns to look at the Jackal, "Where?" he asks. The kig-yar barks, "Straight ahead!" Kak turns to face the dark cooridor.

< FFW >>
>> TIME: [15:12:35:25:09]
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Kak is running backwards, shooting into the dark, the other Kig-yar right behind him, "By the prophets, what were those things!" the other screamed. The camera turns to a forward perspective, and Kak is running, the corridor disappearing behind him. "The whole ship is out... no COM capabilities... nothing! I don't get it!" Kak replies, "We need to get the hell off this ship!" he yells. Screeches are heard, and Kak speeds up, "I'm not dying here! Not a chance!" The other begins to pant, "Slow down! I'm running out of breath!" Kak turns around, spotting movement in the shadows, "Behind you! Run!" he screams. The jackal makes a false start, and trips, a thud is heard, and the jackal screams, "Damnit! Run Kak! Ru-" bloody groans are heard, Kak sees the gore erupting, and runs. Kak keeps running, the camera making a bobbing motion, Kak trips over something hard, he groans and hits the floor. "Gods... please... please... I want to live..." hissing is heard, the camera turns in all directions, Kak nervously looking for the source. The camera looks to the right, and a loud screetch is heard.

>> UNEXPECTED HALT X [WND/INCAP/KIA? Ref.a4 3d.]

[dinoman666]

Jak glanced over at Fu'Yadar. "Great. I told you not ta take 'em onboard! Now look! We've got some thing killing our troops!"

[Buwx]

Fu'yadar sighed, "I do not want to hear your bickering... I'm tired of this, all of this. My day gets worse and worse by the minute."

[dinoman666]

"Then instead of complainin' about it, let's go kill that piece of Unggoy-dung!" growled Jak, unstrapping his Spiker Rifle from his back and hefting it.

[Doc 42]

The Sentinal fell to the ground, legs giving away as its armour was torn apart, the dying machine flailing around desperately, its chin machine gun blazed away, rattleing shots off in random directions....

An explosive decompresion ripped through the command tower for a single moment, afterwards, calm returning as the breach was covered by a shield... The two Sentinals crawled in... The entire room was dark, the power having been knocked out during the Ambushers assault. The machines proceeded through calmly, night vision aiding their progress... It didnt take them long to identify the elevator shaft. The lead sentinal activated its bore laser, the orange beam fizzleing into action, smoothly slicing a gash down the side of the shaft. Two clawed graspers smashed into either side and the sentinal prised the two sheets of metal open, crawling into the shaft, heading up towards the bridge, the other went down the shaft, going deeper into the Star destroyer...

[Anaclagon]

The Dark Trooper stepped forward, firing his plasma guns to destroy the machine guns before any more harm can be done. Numerous clones were killed in the process but they could not stay here..they had to find the others. There was numerous rooms like this, Dark Troopers and troopers inside them..waiting for rescue..

[Doc 42]

A red pulsing distress marker highlighted the point where the Sentinal had gone offline on the Ambusher's Field of view. A crosshair locked onto it and the Ambusher loaded another shot into its cannon. It aimed the weapon down at the hull, orange plasma ring glowing and then fired. The shell sank through the hull as easily as it would water, piercing through multiple floors before slamming right into the Sentinal's flaming carcas. The shell detonated, the intense heat incinerateing everything in the room moments before the walls burst outward, the shockwave ripping through the ships interior....

[Anaclagon]

As the ship shook and the sounds of battle raging on throughout the ship echoed, those troopers and personal who remained alive could only watch and wait. The clones were clones, complete loyalty to the empire, no fear, obident but at times like this, they assumed death was inveitable, they were made to die and fight. The Dark Troopers tended to move, constantly patrolling the rooms and the survivors just sat down and wait..

[TyrannoTitan]

Mal'Ganis descended toward a barren planet below, the gunship faltering as it flew, but was still stable enough to land. The Jedi scanned the ground below with his eyes, looking for the settlement he had visited years ago. All he could see was barren wastelands...the ground rough, looking as if things had been digging things up for one reason or another, and lacked any kind of trees or plants in general. Finally the landscaped changed, able to see a fairly large city ahead, in what looked like an Oasis, having healthy grass and trees surrounding it, which was very strange compared to what he had seen elsewhere. Mal'Ganis quickly found the ship yard, slowly landing the battered gunship...

[Buwx]

Fu'yadar sighed, lifting his energy blade and activating it, "Very well, let us crush this scum!"