Onslaught of the Empire

[Cale Darksun]

As he and his quartet of Sith Troopers stepped out of the vehicle, the mass of people in the Spaceport terminal gave him a wide berthe, letting the massive man in the Red armor plenty of space as he strode forth to punish the enemies of the Empire.
He scanned the crowd of caterpillars, buitterflies, and the occasional humanoids, looking for anyone obviously paramilitary and not from this world before settling upon a man carrying a wounded Sith Operative.
He gestured with his hand to his troopers and issued a thunderous command.
"Arrest them!"
The four soldiers surged forward to get at the mercenary and his hostage, rifles in hand as their lord followed in their eager wake.
 

[stellarmagic]

"s**t." Alyn hissed as he heard the command and glanced over his shoulder. Four sith troopers followed by a man in red sith armor. He clearly wasn't some idiotic recruit of a sith either.

They were walking along the taxi pickup zone and he suddenly heard the sith operative whispering in his ear. "Five seconds, taxi to our left... I'll disengage the autopilot and distract them."

"How?"

"Three, two..." She pulled a small detonator from her pocket and tossed it behind her as the cab drew level with them and it's side hatch opened. "One..."

She pushed against Alyn knocking him over into the cab as the sith troopers scrambled up behind them. Suddenly they were dazed as the flashbang she'd dropped exploded before them.

Alyn stared up at her as the hatch closed and she maneuvered herself behind the controls and stuck a computer spike in the display. Instantly all the displays flashed green and she slammed the accelerator pressing Alyn into the back as the cab rocketed upward out of the main line of traffic.  

[Cale Darksun]

If they thought their flash would stop Darth Cinn, they were going to have a rude awakening. As his soldiers tried to regain their senses, he surged forward at a run and with the Force, hurled him upon the roof of a nearby car, then force lept onto a moving car and used the momentum of that car's speed to help launch him at the escaping taxi. Leaping onto its rear with enough force to jar the vehicle, the Sith Knight ignighted his lightsaber and sliced off the roof of the vehicle, exposing the fools inside to the sight of their doom.
 

[stellarmagic]

"SITH!" Alyn just about screamed as he stared up at the red masked figure standing over him. Being sprawled out, on his back, in the front of the taxi didn't help either, but it made it easier to use his rifle. Without thinking he lifted the ACP gun and held down the trigger spraying the sith with ACP rounds praying some would penetrate his defenses or knock him from his perch. He was too close to use the grenade launcher.  

[Cale Darksun]

Had the man a decent blaster rifle, at this range the shots might have penetrated the ancient Sith Armor of Cinn. But an ACP could only eat away shields and flesh. Against the durable alloy and powerful magics of the Sith, the particle shots thudded impotently against their target.

Towering over them he gestured with his hand to the operative driving and her throat began to constrict, the woman's struggle to breath causing her to swerve. Darth Cinn had no fear of losing his balance. Magnetic soles in his boots as well as his force aided balance, honed by years of lightsaber combat, ensured he wasn't going anywhere.
 

[stellarmagic]

In desperation Alyn fired his grenade launcher squarely at the sith praying to knock him off the car, to take him out, or something. If the operative died they'd loose control and crash... and they'd both end up dead. It wasn't a pleasant thought in the least.  

[Cale Darksun]

Mercenary hardware was usually not top shelf equipment, and in this instance it showed. Had this man been a Republic Trooper, a real soldier instead of a pathetic dog for hire, his higher spec equipment would have spelt the end of Cinn. Infact, he would have put up a decent fight instead of being a terrified little worm. But a Republic Trooper this mercenary was not. Poorly trained and poorly equipped like a conscript.

The Grenade struck Cinn square in the breastplate and detonated, the explosion doing more than the shrapnel as the force of it knocked Cinn off the car. The Sith, momentarily stunned, flew back and hit a speeder behind the taxi, but quickly regained control of his movements and pulled himself up.
 

[stellarmagic]

The car was shredded by the shrapnel and Alyn felt multiple hot splinters burning in his body as the smoke cleared. He could feel blood running from a dozen odd wounds on his chest and arms. Beside him the operative looked little better off. One splinter in particular had cut a gash across her cheek.

The instruments were read and alarms were screaming at them as the ringing in their ears began to subside. Only then did Alyn notice the column of smoke issuing from the repulsorlift.

"Well merc, it was nice knowing you." The operative said with a grimace as the car began to fall from the sky and she fought with the controls and managed to aim it for an ally in a more run down part of town.

The crunch from the impact made him wince as the vehicle bounced across the ground and slid with a crash through the front of a cantina. Dazed and bleeding Alyn set up and moaned glancing around the room at the stunned patrons he noticed a scantily clad woman talking with a heavily armored merc and swallowed. Could this get any worse?  

[Cale Darksun]

Darth Cinn stood outside the bar the taxi had crashed into, picking shrapnel from his dented and cricked breastplate as though he were picking burs from a wool shirt.
"Amusing chase." He stated as he strode towards the entrance. "But the game ends here."

 

[stellarmagic]

Alyn stumbled out of the car as the patrons scrambled back from the entrance. Gritting his teeth despite the pain Alyn mechanically loaded his grenade launcher and aimed it toward the door. "Damn sith!"

Fear had bled away, now all that was left was a bitter anger at the impossibility of his situation. Checking the weapon he lifted it to his shoulder and readied to send a rifle grenade straight into the face of the sith that was pursuing them.

Behind him the operative had stumbled out of the car and was hobbling toward the bar and pulled a heavy blaster pistol from a hip holster along with a small droid remote. The other patrons looked uncertain, there was no love of the empire in the room but the sheer fear factor of the sith had many of them cowed.  

[Cale Darksun]

The doors of the bar ripped themselves off their hinges and came flying at Alyn, the fake wood fixtures now missles propelled by the force. In the doorway stood Cinn, radiating sinister intent and cruelty, his lightsaber pulsating red and lighting up the dim cantina. He held out his hand and once more the Imperial Traitor that was assisting Alyn began to claw helplessly at her throat.

"A fitting death for a traitor." The Sith declared in a booming voice as he force choked the woman. "After all we've done for you, a Sith operative, for you to so quickly become a turncoat is a show of very poor character. Your fate is sealed."

 

[Darkened Angel]

" I've heard all kinds of rumors. Some think it was pirates or raiders. Others have said it's a gang thing. For all I know, none of them are right. " Danika said. " In fact, I... " before she could finish, a broken vehicle suddenly crashed in the cantina. " What in the world? " Her tone showed a lack of surprise. " I've seen crazy stuff in places like this before, but I wouldn't have expected that. "

Danika stopped dancing for Valkore and was just sitting on his lap, not noticing her chest was almost right in his face as she looked at the scene. She noticed a figure in the distance, likely the one that caused the other in the vehicle to crash. " Friends of yours? " she asked.  

[stellarmagic]

"Not today!" Alyn rolled out of the way of the deadly missiles and snarled in fury, re-centering on the target. As the operative was pulled up into the air the seeker droid registered the attack screamed toward the sith just as Alyn fired.

The droid flashed ominously as it closed and its warhead registered the sith's presence in the blast radius triggering its detonation. At that same moment a rifle grenade spun toward the sith from Alyn's under-slung grenade launcher.  

[Cale Darksun]

Registering the attacks, the Sith barked out a defiant shout and the air around him seemed to suddenly curl outward like a shockwave. The grip on the woman was released, but the bar around the Sith was torn up as the shockwave raced out and intercepted the grenade and the droid, both exploding as they crashed against the Shockwave and leaving Cinn none the worse for wear.

Cinn didn't even bother to look at the mercenary who shot him, instead gesturing sharply. Suddenly Bar patrons, tables, and chairs started flying at Alyn, all of them hurled by the Force as the sith strode purposely towards the woman with lightsaber in hand.

 

[stellarmagic]

"Sithlet!" Alyn yelled as he was battered down by the storm of debris and patrons. Still furious he drew his vibrosword from his side and pushed against the wave of objects careening at him desperate to get to the sith operative.

The woman drew a vibroblade of her own and choked back the urge to cough and gag from the assault. Her armor covered most all of her extremities and she took a strange combat pose, lifting one arm up to guard her body while she readied the vibroblade.

Finally free of the mass of flying debris Alyn lowered the point of the vibroblade and charged forward just as the woman readied to counter the sith's strike.