“Makes me wish I had another Ion grenade.” mused Hades as he deflected a bolt into one of the guards above on the terrace. The flesh and blood guard made a satisfying shriek as he tumbled over the side to the floor some 10 meters below.
As the group wielded their sabers with precision, deflecting blaster bolts like the experienced dark jedi they were Hades made a quick mental mapping of the terrace. Only one set of stairs off to the right, but they were too well guarded. The terrace ended at a corner of a hallway leading down further away from the group. There, halfway between the terrace and the floor of this level was a horizontal flag pole with some sort of advertisement that Hades did not bother to read.
“Cover!” Hades yelled. The other three Tarenti redoubled their efforts to deflect the blaster bolts back into the brain pans of their attackers. With the aid of the force Hades sprinted under the terrace and to the corner. With a short force aided leap he landed on the flagpole. His saber in his right, he pulled out his beautiful DL-44 blaster pistol with his left. Ready, Hades leapt up slightly above the terrace right at the corner. Luckily, he took the enemy by surprise.
Surveying the scene, there were two flesh and blood guards at the top of the stairs, two more at the terrace railing firing at the other Tarenti. Four more were standing guard in front of the hallway to the ship the enemy was using to escape. Five droid guards were spread out along the rail with another by the stairs. Unfortunately their target was nowhere in sight. As he landed he suddenly sprang forward towards the flesh and blood guards to his left near the hallway entrance. He began to spin his body, bringing his limbs close but his lightsaber extended at a 45 degree angle from his axis. His momentum carried him through the four flesh guards and towards the top of the stairs. He brought his body into a roll as he landed on the hard surface. As he rose his saber moved from lower left to upper right, cleaving two of the enemy combatants in half while he brought his DL-44 to bear on the third’s face and pulled the trigger without needing to look.
With his left foot against the the bottom of the wall he used his telekinesis to push the remaining enemy just now turning from their assault on his friends to bring their weapons to bear. Two of them got off a shot before falling, both sailing wide. The other Tarenti made short work of them once they landed. Hades rushed to the rail. “We gotta move!” he yelled.
He replaced his DL-44 in its place and brought his saber in front of him as he made his way down the hallway. He could almost feel the target slipping away. He knew his fellow Tarenti were not far behind, so he pushed forward at a rapid pace. Sweat began to glisten on his forehead as he strained his speed to his maximum potential. He was at the end of the 200m hallway in a second or two. Two guards were at either side of the hallway when he entered the shuttle bay where his target, Daggo Mouk, was just bording a YT-2000. The guards fell to his blade as he slid to a halt. The ramp was beginning to raise as the engines of the freighter began to strain with added power. They were out of time. He was out of time. Feeling the rage build up within him at all that he has lost since this war began, Hades let out a fierce roar and leapt up towards the cockpit of the freighter with his purple saber raised high above him. He could see the pilot and co-pilot’s eyes go wide as the looked up to see Hades plunge his saber down into the cockpit to the hilt. The top buried in the top of the pilot’s head. The co-pilot frantically tried to unbuckle his harness as Hades began to cut a small circle into the canopy. Once the hole was made and the transparisteel fell to the floor, Hades removed a thermal detonator and dropped it inside, set for 5 seconds. It landed beside the terrified co-pilot and rolled down towards his feet where he couldn’t reach it. Hades then lept towards the top turret on the freighter and landed on the transparisteel view-port of the gunner. Hades’ used the force to pull the gunner towards him as he plunged his saber into the woman’s chest.
It was at that moment the thermal detonator exploded, taking all of the cockpit and anything within 3 meters with it. The engines quickly begun to die. He could hear the ramp begin to lower. He shut down his saber and looked over to the other Tarenti who moved forward with their sabers at the ready. Six of the enemy moved out with the target, four in front, two behind.
“It’s over, Daggo Mouk. The station is lost. You are lost.” Ciara called out as the three Tarenti formed a line not more than 4 meters in front of their target.
“Nothing is ever lost, Sith.” Daggo said though his mechanical voice. “You just have to know how to play the game.”
Quickly, the hallway behind them began to fill with more guards, fifteen in all. Pel took up a rear guard position as the other two faced Daggo Mouk and six guards. Hades wasted no time.
With a quiet leap he landed behind two rear guards and with a snap-hiss dispatched them with one angled pass of his saber. He pulled Daggo to him with the force, slicing the harness off his back. He hit the Ithorian in the side of the head with the hilt of his saber, knocking him out cold.
At the first sign of comotion, the four guards in front began to turn around to face the new threat. Ciara and Kiduoses took full advantage of this opportunity and quickly engaged the four guards, dispatching them with ease. The guards near the hallway began to fire at the Tarenti as they tried not to hit their boss. Hades unclipped his Impact Grenade and tossed it towards the right side of the line of guards. The resulting explosion killed or maimed 6 of them.
As the four Tarenti made a defensive line and began to advance towards the guards while they dodged and deflected red blaster bolts Hades could hear a whine of a ship. The guards began to switch their fire towards an Lambda Shuttle that was landing next to the immobile YT-2000. Kidouses stood over Daggo Mouk as the other three advanced towards their enemy. The shuttle fired a few bolts from one of their double laser cannons in the guard’s direction purely for distraction. After a minute, the remaining guards were no more.
“I got the hallway. You two help Kidouses with the Ithorian.” Hades moved to take up position at the end of the hallway and peered around the corner. All clear. He gave a thumbs up to the others.
Ciara kicked Daggo Mouk in the head, just for good measure.
“Easy. Look for the artifact.” Pel advised when he reached the target. Sith Bloodfyre and Zekk had joined them from the shuttle. Sith kneeled over the unconscious Ithorian and lowered his hand and hovered it above the body and closed his eyes. After a moment, he moved to the mechanical harness Hades had removed earlier.
“There,” Sith pointed. “It’s in there.” Zekk had the harness open and retrieved the artifact.
“We got what we came for, what about him?” Sith Bloodfyre asked the Tarenti assembled.
“Ciara ignited her saber and began to take out her rage against one of the enemy who took her beloved Tarentum away from her. She began to slice piece after piece off of the Ithorian. He was soon awake and screaming though his mechanical voice. The former Krath was methodical, making each cut hurt more than the last. She kept him alive for as long as she could until he finally died, screeching in agony. The others stood back and watched, and when she was finished she took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
“Ok, then. Now what?”, she asked.
“Let’s get out of here.” Pel suggested. He waved towards Hades who soon joined them. As he group boarded Hades moved to the cockpit, as it was the most natural place for him to be. He saw Scion Altera at the pilot’s controls. He smiled at his old apprentice and friend. He slapped him on the shoulder as Zekk took up the co-pilot’s chair. Hades slid into the rear gunner position to the pilot’s left. As Scion and Zekk began to lift off several guards entered the shuttle bay and began firing. Hades smiled.
“Slow down once outside the field, I have an idea.” Hades said. Scion laughed and nodded. Once the shuttle was outside the Macon field Hades armed the rear laser cannons and took aim at the side of the field. He poured fire into the emitters which soon ceased to function. The result was the shuttle bay was suddenly exposed to the vacuum of space and the guards found themselves rushing into the abyss.
“Are you done? I’d like to get this thing home.” Sith frowned from the doorway.
“Yes. Let’s go home.” Hades agreed.