Flying shot a grenade that wizzed over a few marines heads and hit a wall behind them and sent an explosion and shrapnel into about 3 marines and tore apart a few more men around them. Then he set down covering fire to help JR and Otto fall back towards the exit. Just as he was about to duck a bolt ripped across his shoulder which made him fall to the ground.
"Hey you ok?" Otto asked.
"Yeah I be fine just a graze" Flying said.
"lets try and pick up the pace" Otto radioed to the whole squad.
"rodger" Fallen replied.
Flying picked up his rifle and hit a NR soldier in the chest twice and popped in another grenade and sent a few more NR soldiers flying. He watched as Otto reflected a lot of bolt blasts back towards a squad of marines that were advancing. The squad then passed through a thin door and Flying closed it to try and hold them off a bit then Otto told Snipes to set up another trap like before and then they took off running toward the shuttle bay.
Then a volley of blaster fire came from an armored E-Web blaster that was mounted on a repulsor lift mver that could fit through the hallways. The whole squad jumped into different directions and Flying landed in a doorway and saw a bunch of civilians run to the nearest exit. He took a quick look toward the e-web and a another volley of fire came his way.
"We're pinned down by that e-web we need to take it out" otto said into the radio.
"I'll get it Dee and snipes said at the same time"
"you both can do it just take it out" otto commanded.
 
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Private First Class
Frank "FlyingKnight" Carter
Raider Squad
TRP/PFC FlyingKnight/3SQD/1PLT/COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR]
"In war there is no prize for runner-up." -- Omar N. Bradley

Edit: Removed

D-13 shifted his sight left and right while the fireteam moved through the hallways searching for the staircase. Two clicks always seemed much farther in closed areas, due to the claustrophobic nature of the hallway. So far, they'd met only a rebel engineer and a half-drunk security guard, which was good. All three Raiders couldn't keep that feeling that something was following them, and checked their six regularly. Angel tossed a bomb into a nearby trash can and kept on running. JR posed as rear guard and kept his eyes locked behind the group.
    A rebel officer grabbed some of his personal items and sprinted out the door. He'd never had this sort of an emergency before, but was willing to die if he had to. Well, the three Raiders spotted him up ahead and opened fire. The officer looked in shock as three rebel troopers fired their weapons at him. The bolts passed through the brown tunic and seared his organs like a murderously hard punch. The officer managed a small gasp as he collapsed to the floor. D-13 stopped for a moment to pick the key card out of the rebel's limp hand and moved onward. A small shadow appeared in a corner and examined the body. Its gray-colored claws felt the officer's neck and let out a light hiss. The shadow followed the troopers closely.
    Otto must be holding them off really good, then, since I see no opposition, Angel decided. He silently hoped that his boss could hold off the rebels long enough to get the shuttle prepped and ready. A rebel squad showed up, led by one of the base commanders. All three skidded to a stop, though JR's momentum made him fire a bolt which knocked a rebel dead.
    "Give it up, imperial scum!" Shouted the commander. He received his answer in a bolt to his face. The republic commander fell backwards like a chopped tree.
    D-13 lowered his gun in the silence that followed. One of the rebels made a gesture of surprise. Everyone snapped back to reality and started shooting. The two DL-44s in the senior sergeant's hands started vibrating rapidly. Damn it, he thought. Dropping to a knee, the trooper expertly detached his magazines and slapped in two fresh ones. The Raiders pushed the enemy back to the walls where the stairs rested.
    Men fell here and there, all of them republic soldiers. They died as they retreated, and some were killed while attempting to escape. Angel pulled out one of his grenades and threw it high at the remaining rebels. The resulting explosion ripped a part of the ceiling and dropped rubble on the rebels, obviously crushing them.
    Jr, D-13, and Angel clamored over the rubble to open the door. Using the key card he pilfered earlier, Dee slipped the small electronic card into a slot and stepped back as the door swung open. Seeing that it was clear at the moment, the three charged in.
 
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TRP/SSGT D-13/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1REG/VEA/VE[BoA]
I love this symbol>
Snowtroopers forever!!!!!
"Being unconquerable lies with yourself; being conquerable lies with the enemy."-Sun Tzu

    JR and D-13 ran down the lightened corridor as fast as they could. The rebels gave chase, but ignored Angel who was hidden at the moment. Rooms whizzed by the pair's eyes as they sped onward. A rebel officer stepped outside to see what was going on. JR tackled him down and broke his neck in an instant. He stuffed a live grenade into the officer's pockets secretly and sprinted away.
    The republic soldiers stopped near the corpse to examine the rank. They flew all over the hallway in a blinding flash seconds after. Angered, they moved on, shooting at the walls, the floor, and just about anything but the Raiders in their rage.
    Waiting room, utility closet, there! JR thought. He shot out the lock and stormed inside while D-13 stood at the doorway, exposing himself only to pop off a few shots before taking cover again.
    "JR! Are you hooked up yet?" D-13 shouted over the blazing shots.
    "Not yet, hold them off a little longer!"
    A little longer, right. D-13 mused. As if he had a little longer: Otto was in danger of being overrun. JR speedily hooked up his datapad to the mainframe computer and accessed the turbolift controls. He looked in horror at the letters: PLEASE INPUT THE PASSWORD.
    "I seriously do not have time for this." Said JR.
    "Well, jam the doors. I have to go NOW. Or Otto's gonna be DOA by the time I get back there. Good luck!" D-13 said as he ran out the door into the hail of fire. JR slammed the door shut.
    The senior sergeant hid behind a small pillar as he returned fire. He'd run into more rebels and was pinned down. Some rebel's shot bounced off a panel and hit the floor behind him. That's it! D-13 instantly thought. He pulled with all his might, straining at the well-sealed panel. That was when his wrist laser showed itself through his sleeve. Wonder how had I forgotten this little baby? D-13 melted the unprotected hinges and hastily tied the plates to himself. Dee marched straight into the line of fire and laughed briefly at the rebel's now futile shots. Seeing through his eye slits the small number of enemies, the trooper pulled out his vibroblades and moved into their lot.
    Rebels fell to D-13's blades. As he withdrew his bloodstained blade out of the body of the last trooper, a dark presence prompted him to move on quickly.
   
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    Meanwhile, JR tampered with the computer until he felt like putting his fist through the datapad screen. Gah! I've tried everything from 'MonCalamari' to 'Skywalker.' Grr. He thought. Oddly enough, nobody knocked on the door demanding to be let in. No matter.
    JR felt moisture collect on his neck and forehead. "I've gotta give them a chance to run for the turbolifts." He frowned.
 
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TRP/SSGT D-13/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1REG/VEA/VE[BoA]
I love this symbol>
Snowtroopers forever!!!!!
"Being unconquerable lies with yourself; being conquerable lies with the enemy."-Sun Tzu

Angel heard the pounding of boots on the floors as the NR troops ran past his hiding place. The rhythm of which reminded him of an old song from his childhood on Dantooine. It seems like another life Angel reminisced.

Angel shook his head and concentrated on the task at hand. He pulled his last 5 detonation packs out of his bag, and pulled them apart. He removed the wires from the plastic explosive, and began stretching out the explosives into long thin tubes. He tapped on the floor, trying to determine the exact thickness of the steel. Doing some quick calculations in his head, Angel adjusted the thickness of the explosive  "ropes" he made.

Sweat began dripping off of his forehead, and, glancing at his watch, he saw that he was running out of time. He laid the "ropes" in a square, approximately 8 feet on each side, out and stuck the detonators in each of the four corners of the square he had made.

Stepping over what was about to become one massive fallin object, Angel brought out his last 4 thermal detonators, and some tape. Strapping them together, Angel laid the thermal detonators on the ground, and set themm for impact explosion.

Creeping back to the door, angel cracked it open and peeked outside. Blaster bolts and footprints could be heard in the distance, but no NR troops were in his area. He re-entered the hallway, and moved a good 20 feet away from the room.

Pulling out the trigger, angel felt a tingle go down his spine. "Theres nothing better than the anticipation of a big boom." ANgel said to noone. Closing his eyes, he depressed the trigger

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"Hey Chris, tell me one more time why our squad has to stay in the barracks?" a new republic trooper asked.

"Because Garrett, we were assigned to stay down here in case they try and raid the armory." Chris, the squad leader responded. Although I do wonder why we have to guard the armory if we know where they are. Couldn't we be better used somewhere else?

The Republic squad leader looked at his troops. I lead a squad on the Coruscant liberation He thought to himself I fought Admiral Thrawns troops and came out on top...I should have been a colonol by now...look at me, 36 and still only a petty SL...

"HEY SNAP TO ATTENTION SOLDIER" he yelled, causing a green recruit to jump to his feet. "I WONT TOLERATE SLACKERS, WE ARE UNDER ATTACK, I DONT CARE IF WE ARE STUCK HERE, WE ARE GOING TO DO OUR JOBS!!"

Just then he heard a huge boom, and looked up to see the ceiling rushing down on him.

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Dee's DL-44's starting vibrating again. Ducking to one knee and rolling to the side, he popped out the energy packs. Rolling behind an open door, he slapped his last two packs into his trusty blasters. Just then he heard a boom, and the floor shook, followed closely by another, fainter explosion. Angel, I hope that was you

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JR's turbolift ride was cut short, as an explosion rocked the lift. "WELL THATS JUST #$~@ing great!!!" he yelled in frustration. He still had one more level to go down.  I hope the lifts onthe other end still work for Otto and Dee JR thought, evaluating his options.

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Strutting back into the room, Angel surveyed the destruction. The floor now missing, Angel looked straight down into the barracks. He saw what was left of a Rebel squad, and pulling out his DL-54's, he jumped down, rolling as he landed. Springing to his feet, he threw himself against the bulkhead, and scanned the room.

just as i thought, not  many home

Angel cracked the barracks door open, and checked the hallway. Seeing it was clear Angel burst into the hallway, checking both sides and sweeping it for any signs of life. Not finding any, he made his way back to the stairs and bolted down to the hanger bay floor.

The hair on the back of his neck began to rise, as he reached the hanger level. He felt as if something was watching him. Closing his eyes and moving ever so slowly, Angel drew his Sith Blade, and spun around, swinging it with al his strength.

*CLANG*

His sword connected with a Noghri blade, and Angel stood toe to toe, face to face, with a snarling, bleeding, and very very upset Noghri...
 
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Senior Sergeant Fallen Angel
Assistant Squad Leader (ASL): RAIDERS SQUAD
TRP/ASL/SSGT Fallen Angel/3SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [RoM] [BoA]

"Never shall innocent blood be shed, yet the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river. The three shall spread their blackened wings and be the vengeful, striking hammer of GOD."

OOC: guess i picked the wrong fireteams for this one /OOC:

(edit) OOC: this is before dee's post and before my last one, trying to get the whole squad to the same time frame /OOC:

"SNIPES ON YOUR LEFT!!!" Otto yelled.

Without thinking, only reacting, Snipes wheeled to his left and opened fire. Being out in the open with no semblance of cover, Snipes juked right and left, tucking and rolling, not holding the same path for more than a splt second. Most of his shots missed wildly, but he didn't care. Enough came close enough to drive the troopers back. His energy packs emptied, Snipes dove for cover, and slapped two more in.

Otto couldn't help but smile as he saw a trooper produce a thermal detonator. "You'd like to think that the big bright lightsaber hacking your friends to pieces would be a clue." Otto muttered to himself.

Letting the force flow through him, Otto waited until the trooper made to throw the thermal detonator, then he reached out with the force. and stopped it a few inches out of the troopers hand. Using the force, he guided the detonator into the middle of the squad blocking their path.

Otto could feel the fear and disbelief coming from the troopers as they stared the instrument of their destruction in the face. Paraliyzed in fear, the troopers remained stuck in place. All to easy Otto thought to himself. With a little smile, Otto pushed the trigger.

The screams of dying men echoed through the hallway. Screams like those could haunt peoples dreams, but to these Raiders, it was just another part of the job. The rancid stench of scorched human and non human flesh filled the room.

It wasn;t the mangled and charred corpses that made Knight have to choke down the bile that rose in his throat. He had seen such sights before. It was the smell that wrenched it stomach. Not the sometimes sweet smell of human flesh, but the acidic stink of something else. Walking past the dead troopers, Knight found the source of his discomfort. The charred remains of a Gand trooper lay against the wall, its mouth pieces hanging open, and a lifeless glaze over his eyes. Moving along as fast as he could, Knight fled the horriffic smell.

The gand troopers mouth peices began to twitch, as the still living trooper used the last of his strength to raise his blaster rifle, and level it on Knights back. In a last ditch effort for hislife to not have been lost in vain, then Gand trooper began to squeeze the trigger...only to have his head cleanly removed from his shoulders.

The gand still managed to get a shot off, but it buried itself harmlessly into the chest of another dead trooper. The lone blaster shot made Knight swing around, guns drawn, only to see Otto standing over the gand's body, lightsaber ignited, shaking his head at Knight. "I know your new at this, but the first hting you have to learn, is never let yourself get distracted, and never assume anything about your enemy."

Otto used the brief pause in hostilities for a quick respite. they had been fighting pretty much non-stop for the past 20 minutes, and Otto took this time to focus himself and do a few breathing exercizes.

Snipes and Knight, seeing that Otto was refreshing himself, took the time to take inventory on their ammo. Snipes was down to his blasters and 2 more energy packs, and Knight was down to one.

"Jeeze i wish NR ammo and our were compatable, I hate having to use their rifles," Snipes said, ripping a rifle from the lifeless hands of a New Republic trooper. The arm of the trooper came with the rifle, and Knight almost spewed his lunch all over the decks.

Calmly and without any emotion, Snipes plucked the arm from the rilfe, and got a feel for it. It was standard NR issue, similar to the E-11, but modified with a stun option. Only the NR would put something like that on this Snipes thought to himself.

Otto's comlink beeped, waking him from his meditation, and JR's voice came through, mixed with blaster fire, curses and screams. "OTTO SIR, I have the turbolifts for the entire base up and running sir. Dee is outside holding of the NR troopers, and Angel is umm...headed for the docking bay to prep the shuttle. Requesting orders sir."

"Good job JR," Otto replied, "ok i want you to get to a turbolift, have Dee cover you, and meet me on the hanger level, we need to reassemble the squad."

"Roger that Otto," JR said, "JR out."

Pulling out his datapad, Otto checked for the nearest turbolifts."OK guys, 100 meters down this hall, two rights and a left and were there. Move out."

Otto signaled for the fireteam to move out, and they fell in stride behind the dark jedi knight. Otto searched the feelings of Snipes and Knight, trying to get an indication of how they were handling this increasingly sticky situation. What he found surprised him. Confidence and resolve wer the only things he felt from them, no fear, no anxiety, just calm confidence. Guess i shouldn't underestimate my squad Otto said to himself.

The trio reached the turbolifts without running into anymore trouble, which in turn made Otto troubled. This is odd, where could they all be Otto stretched out with the force again, and searched for the republic troops. After a short time he found them, and he didn;t like who they were close to.

"oh no, angel's in trouble," Otto said, focussing in on his ASL.

Just then an explosion rocked the facility, and the lights on the turbolift died.

"Well i wonder who we gave to thank for that," Snipes joked, "Since there's only one more of us with explosives, I think Angel is handling himself pretty well."

"Yah, well how do we get down know?" Knight asked, pounding the turbolift call button, "We sure as hell arent using this thing...."

 
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Senior Sergeant Fallen Angel
Assistant Squad Leader (ASL): RAIDERS SQUAD
TRP/ASL/SSGT Fallen Angel/3SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [RoM] [BoA]

"Never shall innocent blood be shed, yet the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river. The three shall spread their blackened wings and be the vengeful, striking hammer of GOD."

Snipes felt his face. it had been along time sence he had had it vlown off in a virtual mission, he was glad it hadnt been real, but he still felt it ocasionaly.
Snipes spit as he looked over the mentaly bankrupt NR rifle. it was a disgusting thing, they had made teh standard bolts less powerfull in exchange for a stun setting and the accracy nearly made Snipes reach up his lunch. he had to use it though. his blaster DL-44s had run out of ammo and he was conserving his last two buckshot shells for a special occasion.
he had a blaster pistol hidden on his back along with two knifes. Snipes mad another check of his explosives; he still had 5 pounds of plastic explosive and an uncountable amount of various grenades.
Snipes waited and watched his companions in the turbolift.
Knight looked almost sick and he was twitching, Snipes wondered what was behind that but didnt ask.
Otto still loomed, looking dangerous. Snipes had no idea how the man managed to loom, being a good 3 inches Shorter than Snipes, but snipes always felt short around him. Snipes was still constantly surprised to see Otto as his SL instead of his ASL, Otto had been the RAIDERS ASL back when Snipes had first joined, but he had left for awhile for reasons Snipes didnt know and didnt ask, Snipes didnt care, he respected the amn for his battle prowness and leadership skills, that was all that mattered to Snipes.
The turbo lift stopped and to door slid open revealing a small squad of NR troops. it looked to be something like a drill squad they where all younger and scared looking; Snipes tossed a frag grenade in amoung them and shut the door.
"good thinking Snipes"Otto said like he was complemting somebodys job at sweeping a floor.
"well, i'd hate to see a firefight break out, there are better ways to deal with things" Snipes Smiled, revealing the joke.
The three laughed, although Knights was a bit nervous.
the door slid open and a hail of blaster fire greeted them. Snipes looked shocked, then looked to the ground to see if his explosion had been a dud, it hadnt, some idiot had dived on the grenade. Snipes fired faster and more angrely, he hated it when idiots dived on his grenades.
"alrigth, alright their dead already" Otto said making soothing motions at Snipes as he unloaded on a man he had reduced to slightly less than a corpse.
Snipes spit on teh corpse then kicked what was left of the idiot who had dived on the grenade. Snipes flipped the man over, intent on looting him, Snipes when through his pockets in his usual rutine of looting them, finding small amounts of credits and letters from home, he pocketed the credits and any valuebles.
"YES!" Snipes nearly yelled, he had found shotgun ammo on the grenade diver. Snipes pulled on the mans belt trying to pull it off, what he got was pulling the man in half sence the grenade had nearly blown him in half anyway, the guts spiled out and Knight puked. Snipes was still in the dark about this mans sudden slippage in health, he should be checked out when they got back.
 
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Formaly the Perpetual PFC
TRP/FTC/SGT Sniping101/CrazyRAIDERS/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR][IH][BoA]
I'm a little teapot, short and stout. Here is my handle, here is my spout. When I see an ARC all short and stout, BOOM!  He flies through the hall and out. -anonymous

D-13 backed away from the noghri and broke through the doors. He looked around briefly at the corpse-filled hallways. Where is Otto's group? he wondered. Some clattering prompted the trooper to turn around and block the incoming knife. The little gray alien got the jump on him and was now trying to finish the job, but found it more than difficult since D-13 held his knife a few inches above his face. A swift kick sent the alien flying across the corridor into a rebel's corpse, which it threw back at its victim.
    The imperial trooper gripped his crimson blades more tightly than ever. Snarling angrily, the noghri got ready to make a last desperate charge. D-13 pressed a button behind him, opening a turbolift shaft. Then he slowly backed into the elevator and nearly fell down the deep shaft.
    "Whoa!" He shouted.
    His assassin grinned and licked its lips. There he was, helpless and backed up against a deep shaft. Nothing could be better. The noghri leaped.
    It didn't see anything coming. In an instant, the ducked and kicked the noghri straight into the shaft. Its death shriek sounded of despair. Taking a quick check to make sure of his safety, the trooper grabbed some adhesion pads from his ripped pack and started his long descent.
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    Having reached the bottom, the trooper opened the top hatch of the turbolift and dropped down, only to find many dead bodies. One even looked like he jumped on a grenade. He searched the bodies for ammo, but found that they'd been looted. wonder who could've done this, he thought. Just then, a snap of a blaster loading froze D-13 in his place. He wasn't visibly armed and the NR people didn't hurt unarmed people, did they?
    "Turn around, scumbag." A vaguely familiar voice ordered, but at the moment, D-13 couldn't remember whose voice it was. All he could think of was how to kill the sucker. In a flash, D-13 drew his vibroblades and had his blades on the neck of...Snipes?
     "Dee?" Said Snipes, obviously surprised.
    "Snipes! Where's Otto and Knight?"
    Snipes's finger pointed toward a dark corner where two figures stood in the shadows. They rose to reveal Otto and FlyingKnight.
    Seeing that he was unarmed first of all, Otto threw D-13 a scavenged rifle.
    "Sorry I couldn't get the comm to you." D-13 said.
    Otto raised an eyebrow at that.
    "I was told to tell you to go to the turbolifts, but I guess you did that already." Said D-13, looking at the ruined turbolift. "I came face-to-face with a noghri assassin and barely beat him. He managed to disarm me good. There are still two of 'em loose out there, so Angel asks that you watch your six. Oh, Angel's also going to the shuttles; he'll call you when he's ready but the comm's destroyed. We'll have to make our way there now."
    Otto nodded and collected his group.
 
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TRP/SSGT D-13/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1REG/VEA/VE[BoA] [ES1]
I love this symbol>
Snowtroopers forever!!!!!
"Being unconquerable lies with yourself; being conquerable lies with the enemy."-Sun Tzu

OOTC: Are we going to wrap this up soon?
 
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TRP/SSGT D-13/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1REG/VEA/VE[BoA] [ES1]
I love this symbol>
Snowtroopers forever!!!!!
"Being unconquerable lies with yourself; being conquerable lies with the enemy."-Sun Tzu

Angel slumped to the floor, a bloody mess of cuts and torn flesh. Reaching into his lucky bag, he pulled out his personal medkit. It had never been used until now, and he had carried it with him for years. Pulling out a syringe of morphine, Angl injected himself with the pain killer.

Slowly the pain began to fade from his body. Stripping off his outer clothing, Angel had JR help him apply bandages to the worst of the wounds caused by the noghri.

Patched up and the painkillers taking full effect, JR helped Angel to his feet. "Ok," Angel said, "We are almost to the hanger bay. Let's just get the hell out of this place."

"Angel, shouldn't we have heard from Otto by now? I mean, Dee had the comlink to give to him." JR asked.

"Aww bantha dung..." Angel shouted in frustration. Pulling out his comlink he spoke into it. "Dee, this is Angel over.."

Static was all he was answered with. "Dee, come in Dee.."

Once again only static came through.

Throwing the comlink against the wall, Angel punched the bulkhead in frustration. He felt a bone crack in his hand, bbut he didn't care. The squad was separated, and he had no idea about the whereabouts or status of them.

"Ok. JR we're going to the hanger bay and prepping the shuttle. After thats done, one of us will head out and search for the others. By the way, what did you mean 'my explosion slowed you down'?"

Jr laughed. "The explosion triggered some sort of automatic shutdown of the turbolift system. I was one level up when i stopped, and I was stuck between levels, so i had to break out the top of the lift, and then slide down the shaft to this level...no big deal."

Angel laughed and signaled for them to move out.

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Reaching the shuttle bay with no further difficulties, Angel and JR snuck across the hanger closer to the shuttle. NR troopers were nowhere to be seen, making Angel very suspicious.

"I dont like this Angel, Not one bit." Jr whispered to him.

Peering across teh hanger, Angel noted that the hanger doors were closed.

"JR i need you to get the the control room and open the hanger doors. I'll go prep the shuttle. Now MOVE." Angel ordered.

JR sprinted for the control room, while Angel stayed hidden behind some crates. Deciding that waiting would be more costly than going, Angel dashed for the shuttle. The hatch was still open, and the gangplank down. Not breaking stride, Angel ran up the gangplank.

He reached the top of the gangplank, then was felt his legs fly out from under him. He hit the ground with a *thud*, and slid a few meters on the steel floor. He lay there for a second, wondering what he tripped over. A large boot smashed into his back, pinning him to the ground. Angel felt the muzzle of a blaster pressed to the back of his head.

His assailant kicking him in the side, Angel rolled over and stared into the eyes of none other than Salim Torr. Torr read the look on Angel's face, which wasn't difficult, considering the  astonishment and wonder that was played out all over his face.

"Oh come on Jikkyo, you didn't actually think that I was dead did you? You should know me better than that." Torr's immense stomach jiggled as he laughed.

"Of course not, i just didn't think you'd actually stick around after we dealt with your pets." Angel responded, his voice sharp with anger and hatred.

"Ahh the noghri. Well they served their purpose. Pity that they didn't do it better, but at least they added to the collection of scars that you owe to me." Torr laughed again, spittle forming at the edges of his mouth.

"So tell me Torr, how DID you do it." Angel demanded.

"Simple really, money can buy you anything, even a body double. It really was me outside the captains office. I must say, nice jobn with the demolitions. If things worked out different;y I'd offer you a job. but as it is, I'll just have to kill you."

Angel stared down the barrell of the blaster. Angel remembered a saying he once heard. Death smiles at us all. All we can do is smile back..

Angel broke out in a huge grin as Torr drug out his execution. Angel could read the confusion on Torr's face. Pressomg his boot down harder on Angel's chest in an attempt to wipe the smile from his face, Angel only started laughing.

Seeing Torr gein to squeeze the trigger, Angel rolled his body to the right. With his weighted pressed on ANgel, Torr lost his balance and his shot missed wildly. Rolling to his feet, Angel drew his sword one last time, and pointed it at Torr.

"It's my turn now." Angel said.

Drawing his sword over his head, Angel felt all the anger and hate that had been welling up inside him explode, and he rushed Torr, prepared to deliver the final blow.
 
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Senior Sergeant Fallen Angel
Assistant Squad Leader (ASL): RAIDERS SQUAD
TRP/ASL/SSGT Fallen Angel/3SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [RoM] [BoA]

"Never shall innocent blood be shed, yet the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river. The three shall spread their blackened wings and be the vengeful, striking hammer of GOD."

Torr raised his blaster to try and stop Angel's attack, but anticipating this move, Angel threw his last throwing knife he had tucked away under his sleeve. The blade struck Torr in the hand, making him drop the blaster.

Using the force of his throw to twist his body, Angel spun and slashed his sword at Torr's throat. The blow should have decapitated the man, but Angel's blade was stopped short of his neck.

Angel's feet hit the ground and he stared at Torr in shock. The man had caught Angel's sword in mid-swing, just inches away from his neck. Fear welled up inside Angel, as his mind struggled to grasp what just happened.

Torr's laughing started once again, as he savored the look on Angel's face. Reaching with his free hand, Torr ripped off his left sleeve to reveal a cybernetic arm.

"Oh come on Jikkyo, dont look so surprised...I couldnt have done all the things I have done and walk away unharmed. Don't you remember that little present you left for me in my ship? That's what took this arm. I may have stabbed you in the back...literally...and slashed apart your face...but hey...time heals those wounds...DID THEY HEAL THIS!!!"

Torr wound up his right hand and delivered a viscious blow to Angel's stomach. All the air in his lungs rushed out in a big *whoosh*, and Angel collapsed to the deck.

Torr tossed Angel's sword down the ramp, and reached down with his cybernetic arm. Grabbing Angel by the throat he lifted him clean off the ground. "DO you have any idea how long i've waited for this day?"

"Probably since the day I blew your fat @$$ to hell, or at least i thought i did." Angel choked in reply, spitting in Torr's face "DO your worst, but do it quick, my squad is on the way back, and you dont want to mess with a few of them."

"You think they scare me.HAH thats funnny. I'm not going to kill you, only tell you this. Any person you get close to, any body whose life you save, will be my next target." Torr said, "I'll be in you shadow until i see fit to exact my revenge."

Torr threw Angel across the hallway, cracking his head on the bulkhead. Darkness crept into the corner of Angel's vision, but he managed to croak out "my shadows not big enough for you ya Hutt." Then he blacked out....
 
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Senior Sergeant Fallen Angel
Assistant Squad Leader (ASL): RAIDERS SQUAD
TRP/ASL/SSGT Fallen Angel/3SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [RoM] [BoA]

"Never shall innocent blood be shed, yet the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river. The three shall spread their blackened wings and be the vengeful, striking hammer of GOD."

Otto stepped out in front of his squad and motioned for them to keep back. After noticing Torr advancing on his ASL, who was sprawled on the floor next to the forward wall with blood beginning to trickle down his neck, he decided that Torr was a bigger threat than he appeared. Igniting his lightsabre, he shouted out, "Torr!!"  The man turned, revealing his cybernetic arm, and it all clicked, he had super human powers, and Otto knew that his squad had to keep back; only a Dark Jedi could deal with this threat. The two men advanced on each other, Otto taking long strides keeping his lightsabre in a defensive position low and to his right, and Torr breaking into a charge. Otto sensed the worried thoughts of one of his troopers, most likely Flying, because he'd never witnessed anything of Otto's true powers, then the reassuring thoughts of one of his more experienced members trying to calm Flying, that was most likely D-13.
    Calling his attention back to the danger in front of him, Otto brought his lightsabre up into a downward slash, to easily destroy the man that had brutally tortured his ASL. Expecting the blade to slice neatly through the man's torso, Otto did not expect what then happened. As his blade came down on Torr, his cybernetic arm came up and caught Otto's arm in mid swipe. The droid hand then tightened on Otto's arm and he dropped his lightsabre in the unexpected pain. Torr picked him up using his super human strength and tossed him over his shoulder. Recovering from the surprise, Otto somersaulted in mid air and kicked off the back wall, rolling to his feet as he hit the ground. Before Torr could make another advancement, Otto directed his Force powers to the dangerous man and picked him up off the ground, tossing him into the air like a terrified rag doll. After slamming him into the ceiling and walls a few times, Otto could tell that Torr wouldn't fight his end any longer and decided to leave him hovering just above the deck of the hanger bay. Calling on the Force for more power, he found his lightsabre lying, switched off, on the deck just 2 meters from where Torr was suspended in mid air. Picking it up off the ground, he touched the power supply on and sent the blade spinning into Torr's levitated torso, cutting the man in half. Otto let go of the corpse and let it clunk to the ground.
    Otto took a deep, meditative breath and called his lightsabre to him, deactivated and placed it back on his belt. He called to his squad to give FA assistance and got the squad on the shuttle. He placed Snipes and Dee at the boarding ramp as he kicked on the systems. Once all the meters read green, he called the two into the shuttle and kicked on the repulsors, directing the ship through the magnetic field and to the safety of hyperpace. As the shuttle began its escape from the station, a few snub fighters gave them some resistance, but with the aid of the Force and practiced aim, Otto shot them out of the sky and punched in the hyperspace coordinated of Tadath. The stars began to swirl around the view screen, then space became a swirl of purple and blue as the shuttle left the system of Bilbringi. Otto glanced at the sensors and the last log before hyperspace indicated the sudden shut down of all the systems on the shipyard. Their mission had been accomplished, with only bumps and bruises. Fallen would need some time in the Bacta Tank, but he'd be fine. Another battle won, and other battles to come.

 
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Sergeant First Class Otto Vox
Dark Jedi Knight
Squad Leader - Raiders Sqaud
Vast Empire Army
SL/SFC Otto Vox/3SQD/1PLT/COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE(LM)(ES)(SoS)
CM/DJK Otto Vox/Lion 1-4/Krath/VEDJ/VE
Give into the inferno that is the Dark Side - Otto Vox