House Ektrosis: Once More unto the Breach
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There is an island just off the coast from Taldryan’s temple on Ostara that is surrounded by shrouds of mystery. Following the events with The Unchained, Quaestor Appius Wight has commissioned the construction of a brand new Ektrosis Headquarters.
However, nothing has quite gone to plan. Upon arriving at the island, it was discovered that the presence of an Unchained Hideout has been affecting the workers. Some have been killed, captured, tortured, or worse.
The Quaestor has requested the aid of both House Ektrosis and the Vornskr Battalion to investigate this hideout, and if needed, eliminate the threats that lay within. Due to the damage caused by the Unchained during their recent attack, the House is unable to call upon the Taldryan military to aid in the investigation, though the Vornskr Battalion’s forces, being independent, can be called in if necessary.
Be cautious. The island is unexplored by Taldryan, and who knows what traps lay in waiting, especially as remnants of the Unchained attack remain everywhere you look.
It was only the most logical choice.
Lady Krea placed his superior intellect in charge of the remnants of the Unchained Forces on Ostara should the attack end in disappointment. It did, just as the Scientist had predicted and…
“Colonel Kiren, all the Troopers and Sith know they all report to me now and blah, blah, blah. You know the drill.”
The Voice of a tall, slender and pale man echoed from within the lab, a dark, ocean blue luminance poured through each corner of the rectangular room like a performance light at a ballet. The scientist spoke with a derision that undermined the Loyalist before him. Yet the experienced soldier did nothing to retort and simply gave a slight nod. This man, the ‘Unchained Madman’ as he was often called, had a reputation for creating cruel and unusual punishments for those that interrupted his train of thought. Right now was not the time to put that to the test.
“Do you know why I prefer machines over organics, Colonel?” The Unchained scientist questioned as he raised a single cybernetic arm in front of his face, admiring it like it was made of gold.
“No, Mr. Test. I do not.” the Colonel responded gingerly.
“Of course not. Your feeble mind could not begin to comprehend the ingenuity and mechanisms behind these machines,” Test started, smirking confidently at the pathetic being in front of him. “There are approximately eighty-six to one-hundred billion neurones in a normal Human brain. Do you know what that means? Human beings have an incomprehensible ability to think separately from each other, and that’s just Humans! Chiss, Sakiyans, who knows what the possibilities are, and it’s revolting.”
Test sneered as he stomped over towards a monitor. Various signs appeared on the screens that surrounded his lab. Blue-hued lights showed internal organs of a normal living mammalian, and how it could be altered with cybernetics.
“Machines, Colonel. They don’t have a complex network of neurones. They can be made completely identical to one another. Completely obedient. Never questioning your authority. They aren’t encumbered with fatigue, or a need to eat and drink. Whoever it was that decided droids should be semi-sentient is a damned fool!”
Test danced from one terminal to the other whilst the Colonel watched the mad genius conduct his research.
“But what if the Force could be combined with machines? Think about it, Kiren. An army of completely subservient half-man, half-machine, super-computer enhanced super-Sith! Oh, doesn’t it sound wonderful!” Test clapped his hands together in giddy excitement.
"If you say so… " Kiren dared to comment.
Unfortunately, that one remark would earn him the ire from the Unchained genius. The Human’s eyes locked onto him, bloodshot and crusted yellow from dark side corruption. The military man’s posture straightened as sweat dripped down his face. To his credit, he remained in place as Test’s face came eerily close to his like a man possessed by a demon.
“Congratulations, Colonel. I’m running out of test subjects, and you just volunteered.”
With a flick of the Sith’s one organic hand, the Loyalist was flung hard into a nearby durasteel wall. With a sickening crack, Kiren’s lifeless body dropped to the ground, dead in a heap amongst files of Test’s research. The Loyalist wasn’t Force-sensitive, but the Unchained scientist was certain he could find a use for the body.
“Thank you for your contribution to my experiments, Kiren! Oh, no. No need to trouble yourself, I’ll get one of my helpers to lift you out,” Test declared. The Unchained genius tapped a series of buttons as several IG-11 droids entered the room and dragged Kiren’s carcass out of the wreckage.
A distinct ringing vibrated from the communicators attached to Test’s forearms, and the mad scientists groaned with distinct exasperation.
“Yes, what is it?” Test ordered with annoyance.
“Sir, surveillance drones have located several beings approaching the island. They appear to be from House Ektrosis of Clan Taldryan. How do you wish us to proceed?”
If anyone living were in the room with him, they would have been graced with the sight of a sadistic smirk that stretched across the Sith’s face.
“Once more unto the breach, ladies and gents. It’s your lucky day!” Test responded gleefully. “We have trespassers coming to visit us. Do you know what that means? Target practice! Eliminate them and recover the bodies for further experimentation. Failure is not an option. For Lady Krea, for our Sith Empire.”
Just like that, communication ceased and Test rubbed his hands together.
“Evolution. It’s closer than they all think,” Test mused before he broke out in maniacal laughter.