Jakireth looked up in alarm as alarms suddenly blazed around them. He looked back down at the rebel he just shot.

"Shit!"
While still deciding on what to do his comlink beeped.
"Jak, was that you?" asked Raziel angrily, his voice cracking.
"Yes Sir, answered Jakireth nervously. Before one of them could say anything further Hellra chipped in once again.
"Sir, I think we can get the situation under control" she said nervously, not wanting upset her obviously angry SL.
"You have five minutes, and you BETTER get it under control Lance Corporal" threatened Raziel before shutting it off.  They stood their in shock for a few seconds not sure what was happening before Jennabelle's yell bought them back to the ground.

"Jak, he's getting away!"
Hellra and Jakireth spun around to see where their captive was. Hellra's eyes followed the tracks from where he stood to where he was now. He was scrambling over some large tree roots that twisted from the ground.
Before Jakireth could lift his pistol to shoot the escaping rebel, Hellra whipped her electro-whip out towards the rebel, luckily he was still at a reachable length. The whip curled around his ankle, shocking and numbing it. She gave a quick yet powerful tug, dragging him back towards them.

"So how do you plan to get the situation under control?" asked Jakireth walking over to the rebel, pointing his pistol at the rebel's head. Hellra smiled under her helmet.

"Im not getting it under control, he is,  arent ya Jaun?" Hellra directed her posture towards him.
Jaun looked at Hellra bewildered.
"How do you know my name?" he asked firmly.
Hellra sighed, and took her helmet off&again.
"Maybe this would answered your question.

Jaun literally gaped at her.
"Hellen?"
Hellra ignored, and strode over to his side, she pulled her blaster pistol out and pushed it in the side of his head.

"You will report back to your base, and say the situation under control." Whispered Hellra. Now it was Jennabelle and Jakireth's turn to look at her in surprise. They have always known her as the girl who was warm and friendly. But now her voice was cold, and almost mechanical.

Jaun seemed used by it.
"You wouldn't"
"Want to try me?"
"As I have said once before, you have more bark then bite"
"You know what happens when I am provoked" Hellra' eyes narrowed, she pushed her pistol deeper in his head.

Jaun seemed to remember something that happened between him and Hellra, he hastily bought his wrist com to his mouth.

"Situation is under control" muttered Jaun in his wrist com, his eyes shifting uneasily between Jakireth and Hellra's threatening stares.

"What were those blasts," asked an alien voice.
"Some predators attack" whispered Hellra.
Jaun copied Hellra's answer.
"Some predators attacked."

"And why is Jeck not responding to his wrist com?" asked the voice again.
Hellra looked at Jakireth, not sure what Jaun should respond..
"He must have dropped it" said Jaun again, surprising Hellra and Jakireth.
"Where is he now?"
"He went looking for it, we are going to stay overnight in the forest to scout further today, We something entering the atmosphere today, might have bin a meteor though" answered Jaun.

"See you tomorrow Jaun." The wrist com cut off. For a few seconds they just looed at each other before Jakireth lifted his comlink.

"Situation under control Sir, though we have a captive now, we thought he might be of good use for interrogation. "

"No need Jak, you can dispose of him"
Hellra cringed at the word; dispose.
"We cant, the rebels expect a report back tomorrow from him, we might use him as to report back to his base, that situation is normal."

Jakireth waited a few seconds for Raziel to reply.
"Bring him over, Slick shas an idea with him it seems. And let's try not using blasters."

Jaikreth gave an afirmative before he turned towards Jaun again.
"You are not escaping, if you try, I WILL kill you" he said coldly.

Minute's later Jaun was bound, he was tied to both Hellra and Jakireth.
"What have they done to you? Who are you?" he asked sneering at her the same time.
"None of your business Jaun, now keep walking, wouldn't want Jak's finger to slip."







 
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--Lance Corporal Hellra--
- Raider Squad -

TRP/LCPLHellra/2SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C]

Storm, you better get your ass in gear, cause Wildcard's gonna make it hot in here.

Hellra stared Darr-Rann's back which retreated through the tent flap. She shivered in rage.

How dare he& her insiders were seething at him, she turned towards Jaun who was snickering at her. Hate burned through her like a fire.

"An imperial&you?" Jaun snorted. Hellra took a deep breath. While Raziel and Slick discussed what to do, the rest of the squads had to do guard duty, she unfortunately was stuck with the first shift. Hellra took a deep breath, burying her freshly-dug anger deeper then before.

She strode towards Jaun and crouched till she faces him on an equal length. They stared at each other for awhile. He bought memories back. He was her first crush. Though she would die before admitting it. He was her best friend during her time as a rebel. They saved each other's skins numerous times.

Hellra's eyes traced his facial structure through the blood. He still had that boyish look on him, even though she suspected he was in his early twenties. His impish-like smirk wavered before he simply returned her stare. Her eyes rested for a second on three faint scars that limed each other diagonally on his left cheek. It reminded her of her own scars on her arm.

Her stare turned to a glare.
"You have changed, though you still have that vain smirk"
Jaun looked at her quizzically.
"Cant say you didn't," he replied, glaring back her.

"What are you planning Jaun?" asked Hellra, she stood up from her crouched position.
"What do you mean, I have lots plans, wanted to go swimming---" a sharp blow to his face silenced him.
"Why did you lie to your base willingly?" asked Hellra. She waited for an answer.
"The hell with you also, my SL and ASL wont be as merciful as I am, " Hellra swung her back to him, intending to continue her guard duty outside.

"Hellen, you might be an imperial now, but you still value your friends above anything, no matter what you bark. You won't allow them to kill me, you are still weak, Cedaan said that's what was your faults" said Jaun in a neutral voice.
"Shut up"
"Struck a nerve?"  his voice taunted her.

Hellra spun around, pulling her blaster pistol out, pointing it directly towards Jaun.
"Don't test me Jaun"
Before one of them could say anything further the tent flap opened,
"Hell put that thing away, must admit didn't know you have such temper," said Jennabelle.
Hellra holstered her pistol again,
"A very short fused one"
Jennabelle shrugged, not realising how serious the situation was.
"You can go, my shift is starting early"

Hellra sighed as she stepped outside the tent her facial mask dropped, around her weapons and bags were scattered, near the shuttle were the sleds and speeders. She made Jak promise that she could use the speeder since she used to be a racer. Her hands still itched riding them. But her mind were to preoccupied with what happened between her and Jaun.
Shit, what is going on?!



 
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--Lance Corporal Hellra--
- Raider Squad -

TRP/LCPLHellra/2SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C]

Storm, you better get your ass in gear, cause Wildcard's gonna make it hot in here.

    Darr-Rann came to consciousness, struggling against the bonds.
"This one's awake." The rebel carrying him said, stopping for a moment to get a better grip on the soldier. Darr-Rann's eyes scanned around, and he saw two other troopers were also captured.
Suddenly the rebel dropped him, the struggling weight of the trooper being too much for him to handle.
    "Go on ahead guys, I'm going to knock this guy out so he'll move around less."
Meanwhile, Darr-Rann was desperately making his move. His primary Vibrodagger and his blaster pistol were with the Rebel, but they probably would have missed his hidden one. Shifting his shoulder, he smiled with relief as it slid out of it's slot and fell to the ground. He quickly moved to cover the blade, working his hand out of the rope that bound it. As the Rebel neared him, he was already cutting the rope with the sharp edge of the vibrodagger, freeing his hands.
The rebel pulled off his helmet and flipped him around, rock in hand. By the time he realized the prisoner was free, the dagger already slashed out, cutting a stump were the man's hand used to be.

    Darr-Rann stood over the bleeding man, his now recovered Heavy blaster pistol in his hand.
"Okay, were are they taking them?" He said, gesturing with the weapon
    "To the prison attached to the main structure..." the main said, shaking from the pain of the wound.
    "What direction from here?" he said, kicking the man.
    The rebel cried out in pain, grabbing at the stump of his wrist.
"Just that way. Please, don't kill me!" He pointed with his remaining hand to the direction he had referred to.
    Darr-Rann kicked him in the head, knocking him out.
"No, you don't deserve that pity." He ran towards were the rebel had shown him, leaving the Rebel lying bleeding on the forest floor.

    "Damn!" Darr-Rann said as he saw them enter the building. The structure had been close, and he didn't manage to catch up to them in time. He activated his wrist-com.
"This is Lifesaver, over!"
"Darr-Rann! Where are you? Are the others okay?" Slick responded.
"The others are in the structure, it turns out that attachment to the main building is a prison."
"Wait there, we'll get some guys over to help you recover them.
"I don't think thats a good idea." He said. "If we weight to much longer they'll be locked up. Requesting permission to proceed."
There was a few moments of silence.
"Permission granted, go ahead."
"Lifesaver, out"

    There were no guards outside the structure, they had went with the others to help bring in the prisoners. Darr-Rann rushed down towards the entrance.
"Here goes nothing..." He thought, opening the door and running inside.

 
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Wildcard you better hide your face, cause Storm is gonna rock this place.

-=Lancer Squad=-
FTL/LCPL Darr-Rann/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath [LoR]
LANCE CORPORAL
one of few - A vast Empire medic
Read Losses of Vandetta by me and Hellra

"This is stupid.  I'm such an idiot.  I can't believe I'm doing this." mumbled Slick as he walked towards the main gate of the compound.

The compound loomed in front of him, and he walked right up to the main gate.  He stood in front of it in plain sight.  He waited for the shooting to begin, but nothing came.  When no one exited the gate to come shoot him, he pounded on the gate with the butt of his E-11/L.  He waited a few more seconds, and them gave out a yell.

"HALLLLOOOOOO. ANYBODY HOOOOMMMMMEEEEE?" he yelled at the compound.

The gate burst open, and Slick had to jump out of the way.  Three men came out, and quickly approached him.  I'm going to die thought Slick to himself as the men approached him.  When they reached him, the men looked at each other and grinned.

"Seems these imperials just like to give themselves up, don't it Brutus?" said one of the men.

The one called Brutus nodded. "Yeah. We might get something from the boss for this one.  Give me your rifle scumbag."

The trooper grabbed Slick's rifle, and they laughed as they grabbed his arms.  Slick laughed with them, and looked at Brutus.  "I'd like my rifle back."

"Well that's just to bad isn't it.  You think you can take it ba---"

He was cut off as his head exploded.  In the space of a second the other two had been felled by the sniper fire.  Sinking to his knees Slick felt the urge to vomit.  He knew he had been close to death at that moment.  Probably closer than he had ever been in his army career.  He looked over, and saw Raziel, Yillis, and Garet come out into the open.

"What are you doing on the ground?" asked Yillis.

"Thankfully praying that I'm not dead.  That was a stupid plan."

Raziel smirked at him as the rest of the troops joined them. "But it worked didn't it.  Hurry up, and let's get inside.  We have to get our troops back."

With a nod Slick grabbed his rifle from the stiffening fingers of Brutus. "Let's do it."
 
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Wildcard you better hide your face, cause Storm is gonna rock this place.
Corporal Slick
-=Lancer Squad=--=SL=-
SL/CPL Slick/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath[LoR]

Motioning for the group to follow him, Slick entered the main gate. Quickly he glanced around the corner, and jerked back. The group looked at him, and he held up three fingers. Pulling his vibro-bayonet he slipped around the corner, and approached the three men. With a quick movement Slick slammed the bayonet into the neck of the first man, while the other two were quickly subdued with heavy blows to the back of the head. The squads gathered around him, as he wiped the blade of the bayonet clean on one of the dead men's tunics.

"We're seriously out-numbered here. We're about to try and pull off the impossible. Two of the Raiders have been captured, and Darr is somewhere inside the compound. We're going to try, and get them out. Avoid contact as much as possible cause if we get into a heavy firefight we're all dead. I want comm silence." he paused for a moment.

"I'm splitting the group in two parts. We can cover more ground, and it keeps us from being packed inside the corridors. Yillis, and the rest of the Raiders will take that entrance there." he pointed to a large door. "I'm taking Garet, and Jennabelle with me, and we'll meet back here in three hours. Hopefully Raziel will have the tanks decommissioned by then. Good luck, and come back alive." Slick finished quietly.

The squads glanced around at each other. Slick and Yillis shook hands, and then headed off in their respective directions. Slick's small group took off, and quickly entered one of the doors. He looked down the corridor, and found it deserted. He pulled his DL-54 from it's holster, and slung his rifle across his back. They cautiously entered the corridor, and spread out as best they could. This is not going to be fun thought Slick to himself.
 
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Wildcard you better hide your face, cause Storm is gonna rock this place.
Corporal Slick
-=Lancer Squad=--=SL=-
SL/CPL Slick/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath[LoR]

Garet fully realized what the odds were now. The large group had been split up yet again and it seemed as if they were still getting smaller.

Slick led the three soldiers. He was a beacon of hope and courage for the small group with him, considering he was a leader both for the squad and the mission. Garet and Jennabelle followed him bravely, though fearful: noone knew what would happen in here. The corridors were tight, not good for firefights at all.

Garet subconciously held his Pistol as he walked. He was still nervous about being in the base. However he was a little glad to be working with Slick instead of Raziel; he heard thigns about him, and not knowing him at all didn't help. Nevertheless, he kept moving down the halls. Suddenly, Slick lifted his hand signaling to stop.

He put his back to the wall right by a corner, Garet and Jennabelle doing the same. Slick peeked around, then looked back at the two troopers. He signaled that there were two gaurds walking towards them from around the corner. Slick once again took out his vibrobayonet and Garet took out his Dagger.

The gaurds were lambs to the slaughter. As they walked around the corner, Garet and Slick grabbed them. Slick slid his bayonet into his victims stomach, and Garet plunged his dagger into his victims kidney. Both fell to the floor dead, if not on the brink of death.

Slick cleaned his bayonet quickly and put it back into it's holster, signaling "Move" at the same time. Before long, they stumbled upon a dark corridor lit by random, spontaneous sparks from a blown power line. All was silent there, and unless there was a spark, all was dark. Garet knew what was coming and he hoped Slick and Jenny did also.

About halfway down the corridor a blaster shot riccoched off the wall in front of Slick. All the soldiers hit the floor and pulled out their weapons.
 
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Wildcard you better hide your face, cause Storm is gonna rock this place.

Lance Corporal Garet Daimun
-=Lancer Squad=-  -=TRP=- -=Blue Lancer 1=-
TRP/LCPL Garet Daimun/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA

All three of the soldiers were shooting blindly into the dark, hoping to hit something. The spontaneous flashes of sparks didn't help much, but rather providing a dizzying feeling. Slick said something to break the com silence, but it was muffled by blaster-fire.

Slick spoke again, this time to Garet and Jenny. "Come on, let's go! Stay on the ground, they won't hit us." A blaster shot hit right in front of Slick. "Just move quickly." He said with an excited voice. The three of them crawled along the floor down the hall. Before they knew it, they heard blasters behind them, but not in front.

"Did they not notice us go past?" Jenny asked, but everyone was thinking it.

"I don't think those shots were manually fired." said Garet. "I think they were turrets, you know, like an automated security system. But it doesn't matter, we're through, we should continue."

"Agreed." said Slick, commanding it at the same time. Slick once again spoke into his Comm. "Darr, we're out of combat right now, but we may find some later. We need to get you out. Meet us at these coordinates."-Slick punched in some buttons on his Datapad, connected to his Comm.-"Set up a perimiter if you get there first, we'll do the same."

Slick then moved on, followed by Garet and Jenny. They met little resistance on the way; just a couple rebels patrolling the halls. The meeting point had been right by an interior door that led to another section of the base. There were two halls leading to the doorway. It was a great position to defend, due to the fact that the three soldiers could see everything coming their way. They assumed Darr, Hellra, and Jak hadn't come yet, so they set up a perimeter around the door, defending both hallways.

"Shoot anything that isn't wearing Stormtrooper armor," commanded Slick.
 
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Wildcard you better hide your face, cause Storm is gonna rock this place.

Lance Corporal Garet Daimun
-=Lancer Squad=-  -=TRP=- -=Blue Lancer 1=-
TRP/LCPL Garet Daimun/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA

Hellra looked in disgust at the bodies littering the once beautiful tiles. She may have bin a rebel once, and she may have killed people. But that was something she threw behind her.

Hellra shivered slightly at Jakireth's lust for blood, his blood stained sword never wavered in the slightest. Hellra cringed inwardly as he took a clean swipe towards the enemy's head, decapitating it neatly. He turned around and motioned her to continue their silent assault through the hall.

With Darr-Rann covering their rear, Hellra and Jakireth silently crept through the narrow hall; red shadows casting across the blood smeared tiles, in rhythm with the blaring alarm while the remaining neon lights flickered constantly. Hellra took a deep breath.

They rounded a sharp corner, Hellra gave a slight sigh, her relieve radiating from her at the sight of an empty hall. With each step Hellra took, her frustration grew at her helmet she was wearing.

"Jak?" her voice wavered through the air. She lacked her usual confidence,
"Yes"
"What are we planning exactly?"
"Getting out of the building, that's what"
"Oh, okay"
"Now hush" Jakireth shook his head at her and continued. Hellra heard Darr-Rann behind her.

Before either one of them could react shadows leaped from the wall right in front of them. Each of the shadows pointed their blasters at them, a red light darted on Hellra' head; one of them had a sniper rifle as well.

Hellra stared at the shadows, her eyebrows raised. These guys were fresh recruits. That was visible as one of them spoke up.
"H-h-Halt! One move and w-we will sh-shoot, do-----" before he could continue blood spurted from his torso, as Jakireth's sword cut clean through the fabric covering him. His blaster fell to the floor clattering on a near by shaft.

The rest of the rebels open fired on the three imperials. A searing pain ripped through Hellra's upper left arm, just where her shoulder plates, and arm plate meets. Gritting her teeth together she pulled the trigger on her blaster none the less while Darr-Rann and Jakireth stormed towards their attackers and disposed of them with no remorse.

Hellra swung her blaster to the left, nearly slamming it in Darr-Rann's head as he stormed past her; her blast met its designated victim right on target. When all settled, she lowered her blaster, and slumped against the wall.

"Jak, you could have killed us, you moron," she mumbled through her shallow breaths, while Darr-Rann coaxed her into relaxing. He carefully removed left's arm's protection to examine her wound. She hasn't been active in real duty for a few months now, and it weakened her spiritual and physical endurance against it greatly.

"Well, we didn't get killed, what happened with the reckless Hellra I know," asked Jakireth while peering around the empty, body littered hall. He knew if he pressed the right buttons, he could hurt her pride enough to get her angry. It would heighten her fighting capacity.
"I will have to remove your upper armour as well it seems, need to clean that cut" said Darr-Rann while slightly prodding his finger around the wound, making Hellra cringe and wince with every prod.

"No, we mustn't waste time, lets move"
"Hellra" said Darr-Rann raising his voice slightly.
"I said NO!&&I am fine, and I think Jak is also injured" mentioned Hellra. Darr-Rann's head swung to Jakireth side, his eyes studying every movement Jakireth made, not missing one heartbeat.

Jakireth waved his injury off, a small crimson river of blood streamed from his upper thigh.
"I'm fine, like Hellra said, lets keep moving"
"Stubborn asses" muttered Darr-Rann angrily.

OOC: Sorry, not my best, I had a writer's block.

 
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--Lance Corporal Hellra--
- Raider Squad -

TRP/LCPLHellra/2SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C]

Storm, you better get your ass in gear, cause Wildcard's gonna make it hot in here.

Hellra struggled to get up, weakened by her wound,
"We have to get out of this place," said Darr-Rann securing his med kit around his waist.
"No, lets explore this places first a bit" Jakireth's sword gleamed in the flickering light.
"This place is crawling with rebels," muttered Darr-Rann
"No shit?"
Darr-Rann threw Hellra a glare in response to her snappy, rude and sarcastic answer.
"Yes, Darr has a point" started Jakireth before he was interrupted by yet another sarcastic comment from Hellra.
"No shit?"
This time both Jakireth and Darr-Rann glared at her as she rubbed her shoulder while returning the same glare to them.
"Hell, mind giving us a break?" asked Darr-Rann,
"Well, quit stating the obvious, I mean---" Jakireth sighed.
"You're babbling Hellra, I thought we can explore this facility first before joining the rest of the guys"

Hellra opened her mouth to snap yet another comment to her ASL but Darr-Rann luckily spoke up.
"Not a bad idea Jak, lets get moving"

Hellra grudgingly picked her self up from her leaned position against the wall; the wound in her shoulder throbbed painfully while feverish warmth spread through her body accompanied by a burning sensation. She felt dizzy as she staggered over to Jakireth and Darr-Rann. A sudden iciness overtook her, and was sent into a state of second lasting shivers.

What the hell is going on? I can usually take much more this, why am I weakened, its much to early for a infection to take place

She groped around for explanation but gave up, and continued her suffered steps along side with Darr-Rann and Jakireth. They both glanced at her worryingly, Darr-Rann shifted his glance to Jakireth who limped slightly, clutching his right leg ever so often.

They need treatment....soon

"Jak, get your exploring expedition over and done with, " he muttered.
"Chill Darr, nothing worse is going to happen," said Hellra, her hands fumbled around with her rifle.

They continued following the seemingly endless hall for another few minutes before taking a sharp left stumbling upon rebel guards. Quickly disposing of them, much to Hellra's discomfort they continued through the corridor while keeping their vibro daggers and rifles trained on anything that moved.


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--Lance Corporal Hellra--
- Raider Squad -

TRP/LCPLHellra/2SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C]

Storm, you better get your ass in gear, cause Wildcard's gonna make it hot in here.
The world is about me, it revolves around me, take that in mind... :P

The man lifted his blade to plunge it in Darr-Rann's back, Hellra's eyes widened at the shadowy figure. Darr-Rann lifted his head; to inspect her wound further, but the warning glance in her eyes were more then enough.

In a matter of seconds Jakireth whipped his blaster pistol from his holster in his hand. Before the shadows could react to the sudden movement a small, yet deadly hole coursed through his head. Jakireth holstered the pistol again, preferring his sword to it. In the flickering neon lights Darr-Rann could his blood-smeared armour, what worried him, is darker blood protruded from where his wound resided.

"Thanks Jak, now lets get out of this place back to the upper ground" he pulled Hellra down as she tried to stand up and avoid his medical treatment.

"What about what I said about exploring?" asked Jakireth.
"No, not before you get treatment, both of you, even if it means I will have to pin you down," said Darr-Rann threateningly as he forced Hellra to swallow a pain reliever.
"But I-"
"I am the medic here, and till you are healed, I will decide your actions. You are my responsibility at the moment," Darr-Rann stood up; he gripped Hellra's outstretched hand and pulled her to her feet.

"Okay, this is official, I am sick of this helmet" stated Hellra, grasping her helmet in her hands and taking it off. Jakireth merely shrugged, but Darr-Rann frowned disapprovingly.

"Hell, this is for your protection, yo----"
"Ya, yes Darr, I know, I know. But this is a risk I am taking, but right now, I am suffocating in it" Hellra threw the helmet to the floor; it clattered for a few second as it rolled in small circles.

Darr-Rann stared around the corridor questionably.
"Where is a exit in the damn place?"
Jakireth also looked around, his head swinging ever so often in the opposite halls, trying to make direction of where they are.

Suddenly footsteps echoed through the dimly lit corridor, the troopers instinctively through them selves against the wall to melt in with the shadows, though their white armour couldn't fit right in.

How can this guy walk so&so&noisily, and expect to be killed? thought Hellra to her self-trying to justify the stupidity of the oncoming rebel.

The rebel, a mere teenager, who looked like Hellra's age walked pass him, before he could issue out a cry of despair or help, Jakireth had him in a headlock, his arms twitching to break the frail neck of the quivering boy.

"Where is the exit?"  His voice was dangerously low as he spoke in the rebel's ear.
"Th-That way, five hundred meters or s----" a snap sounded through the empty corridor as Jakireth gave into his urge to snap the rebel's neck.

"Lets start walking," said Darr-Rann sighing. He started the tedious walk towards the exit the rebel pointed out to them. Jakireth merely sighed, they were tired, both mentally and physical.

"No" muttered Hellra refusing to move an inch.
"Wha?" asked Darr-Rann and Jakireth at the same time.
"I said no, we are making our exit, I refuse to take another step" muttered Hellra rummaging through her belt's side pockets for grenades.

"What about the Proton grenade?" she asked holding up the named grenade.
"7PrG?  Might as well use two," muttered Jakireth getting his also out.

Securing the grenades to the ceiling with Darr-Rann's length they quickly ran away, to put as much distance as they could between them and the two grenades, this proved to be difficult with Hellra and Jakireth's injuries. In desperate hope they slammed them selves against the wall. Second later a loud explosion banged through the corridor, debris flew in every direction while the sound ricocheted from the walls and echoed through compound.

Ignoring the falling debris they darted to the newly formed hole in the ceiling.
Before either one of them could scramble through the hole they were intrupted by a voice didn't mind hearing.
"Stop, hell, Darr, Jak!" Slick's voice sounded from very far away. Jakireth looked up trying to find it. Seconds later the shadowy figure of Slick along with Garet and Jennabelle emerged.
"Hi there Hell" sounded Slick's voice.
She grinned back through clenched teeth, the full impact of her injury hitting her. For a few moments she blacked out. Or it felt like a few moments.

She woke up to Darr-Rann's hazy face swimming in front of her. She felts gusts of fresh air surrounding her left arm. They have removed her armour, and the black fabric surrounding her arm was cut away.

"Welcome back" said Darr-Rann. Hellra tried to get up, but he gently pushed her back.
"You lost a lot of blood, you were literally swimming in it under your armour, same goes for Jak" muttered Darr-Rann while he applied bacta treatment.
"Is he okay?" asked Hellra while she waited for Darr-Rann to finish,
"He's fine, Slick and Jenny is having a look at him right now, I wont be surprised if you black out again" Darr-Rann pulled his hands away from her shoulders apparently finished for now. Hellra blinked rapidly at the early sun that was starting rise, casting it's early mourning smell through their newly formed hole in the ceiling.

"I wont, how was I out?"
"Bout fifteen minutes I reckon"
"Hope Jak is okay"
"He is fine, he is a bit stubborn, but as strong as a ox, now relax, you both seemed to be deaf when I say that"

Hellra ignored Darr-Rann's warning and stood up, waves of dizziness hit her full impact.
What is wrong with me? flashed the thought through her mind, before she went blank again, she felt her body slump towards the planet again. 
Before blacked out completely she heard Darr-Rann and Slick talk.
"What the hell is wrong with her? We don't need this right now" muttered Slick angrily.
"There must be something she's allergic to as well, maybe when the armour was scorched, some of the material entered her blood stream&."

Then no more sound infiltrated her ears as she gave into the blackness she struggled to prevent from taking her mind over seconds earlier.

Much later

The black spots swirled in colours as she tried opening her eyes.
"At last, do you know how we had to lug around with you weight while keeping the rebels at bay?"

Hellra ignored Jakireth's comment and sat up. The sun shining now in full blaze baking against their armour and her black spandex, her top armour removed.
"Sorry bout that"
"Well if you only listened to Darr when he told you so, you wouldn't have blacked out, and don't worry, its quite normal to black out after receiving a blaster wound, " said Jakireth's voice again, she still had difficulty focusing her eyes.

"But not so quick after recieving a shot, I could barely stay upright, and the injury isn't that serious.
"Dar thinks, something entered your bloodstream, causing this" said Jakireth as he glanced down at his bandaged leg. Hellra stiffle a laugh. He was only wearing armour on his left leg, as his right leg was tightly wrapped in bandages.

ooc: gtg, sry for abrupt end




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--Lance Corporal Hellra--
- Raider Squad -

TRP/LCPLHellra/2SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C]

Storm, you better get your ass in gear, cause Wildcard's gonna make it hot in here.
The world is about me, it revolves around me, take that in mind... :P

While Darr-Rann ran over to fulfil his duties on Jennabelle, Hellra leaned against the wall, refusing to give in the dizziness that threatened to take her over again. She groaned. Her left arm hung limply at her side.

There wasn't much left of the building the rebels resided in. Chunks of debris were strewn around the area. She raised her right arm tiredly when a fresh wave of rebels poured from an unseen source out of the ground. She suspected it was a ventilation shaft.

From her leaned position against the wall, a rifle wouldn't be too much good. Blasts rained down on the assaulting rebels who stormed forward, their bravery not faltering the least us the front rank sunk to the ground. She estimated them to be a number of twenty to thirty.

While Jakireth and the rest of the squad members open fired upon them. Hellra dropped her rifle, and rummaged through her small bag in which she kept her grenades.
"An EMP would do, I guess," she mumbled to her self, mustering all the strength she could gather she threw it in their midst. Debris, ground and bodies literally flew in opposite direction. To her surprise she wasn't the only one who thought of a grenade. Jakireth glanced at her surprised, and then he smiled before collapsing. The strain of his wound was to much for him, accompanied by several other smaller wounds he has so far successfully hid from his squad mates.

"Come on Jak, stay with us" mumbled Darr-Rann smacking Jakireth through face several times. Hellra took her helmet off and walked over to where a seemingly fountain sprouted from the soil. Upon inspecting it closer, it turned out to be the water system that broke down in the action filled mourning. Hellra quickly filled the helmet with water. Her left arm clumsily tried to support her right arm.

"Here, this might help" she handed Darr-Rann the water-filled helmet. He took it from her muttering his gratitude before splashing it over Jakireth. Jakireth jolted awake, his eyes widened in shock, his hand outstretched, clutching a vibro dagger.

"Calm down, Slick I want to hear your plans" said Darr-Rann while he gave Jakireth a sip from his water bottle.
Slick looked up, his battle worn face showed no emotion. But before he could answer the sounds of twigs snapping could be heard. In the blink of an eye, all rifles and pistols were raised and aimed at the incoming sound. Raziel blinked at them unfazed.

"To answer your question Darr, I think Slick will agree with me. We set camp up here for now, just for an hour or two. Darr will tend to the injured, Slick, TK, TJ and I will go for a scavenge hunt in the remains of this rebel base for some answers"

Slick nodded in agreement and spoke up.
"Be careful, there is still a lot of the rebels alive, and looking for our blood,"

A few minutes later Raziel, Slick, TK and TK left while Darr-Rann ran from one Raider to the next Lancer to tend to them. When most of the excitement died down they squatted them selves in the shades of the nearby tree.
They sat in silence for a few minutes, just resting their minds when a loud 'twang!' sounded with a dull thump in a tree not to far from Hellra's head. Snapping her eyes opened she stared at the dagger that was plunged in the tree. Jakireth the first to overcome their shock stood up and strode over to the tree; he ripped the piece of paper from the dagger.

You might find some answers in a small town not to far from here

Jakireth shoved the paper in Darr-Rann and Hellra's hands. They looked up to Jakireth, his confusion reflected in their eyes.

"Jaun" Hellra looked at the paper again.
"I am sure this is from Jaun, but can we trust him?" her question was left wavering in the air.

"Hi there!" called a familiar voice suddenly out. Everyone's head snapped to the incoming figure of Yillis and Revan.
"Should we wait for Raziel? Or get some speeders, and go for this 'town'?" asked Garet, his arms were wrapped around his legs while his face rested on his knees.
"We were told not involve any civilians"
"Should we waste out time waiting for Raz and Slick, or just go?" asked Hellra, impatience radiating from her. 
"Hellra, you your don't know if we can trust Jaun, and what if it isn't him that sent that message, and it nearly hit you" stated Darr-Rann, his eyes ran through each of the member's faces searching for an sign of pain they might tried to hide from them.

The group was left in silence, pondering on the new events that just unfolded. Yillis threw Jakireth a curious glance when he, Shardeth, Napleon and Revan arrived. Jakireth merely pushed the paper in Yillis's hands, Yillis read it for a few seconds before he also sat down, and leaned against the hard tree bark.

A dart with a piece of paper...how cliche Hellra thought to her self, her mind buzzing. her slender finger pluck the dagger from tree, and started playing with it


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--Lance Corporal Hellra--
- Raider Squad -
FTL/LCPLHellra/2SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C]

Storm, you better get your ass in gear, cause Wildcard's gonna make it hot in here.
The world is about me, it revolves around me, take that in mind... :P

Twenty minutes later, they were starting to get worried. Yillis checked the time, and then started pacing.
    "Garet hasn't been answering his comlink, and there is no sign of of the others." He walked over to Darr-Rann, who was finishing bandaging Jakireth. "Can you give us a minute?" He asked him.
    Putting away his supplies, he nodded and Yillis approached Jakireth.
"I don't like this, they should be back by now." Jakireth nodded in understanding. It was time to take some sort of action.
    "Here's my idea..."

    "Okay, here's the plan." Yillis said, grabbing his gear. "Revan and Jenny are coming with me to search for Garet. You guys stay here and wait for the others."
    Jenny and Revan grabbed their stuff, and set off with Yillis. Darr-Rann walked over to help Jakireth. Wincing in pain, the ASL stood up and faced them.
"Okay people, stay alert. Lets try to live through this one."
    They nodded and raised their weapons. They were still in enemy territories, and there was bound to be soldiers looking for them...

    Yillis swore as he tripped over a rock. Revan let out a chuckle and helped him up. Looking around, Yillis put up a hand in warning. The others understood. He had seen the troops hidden to his left, but he walked casually, pretending he didn't know he was falling into a trap.
"Now!"
    He and the others turned, firing their carbines at the hidden enemies. A cry of pain rang out as one of the enemy combatants went down. He heard rustling in a nearby set of bushes. Spinning around, his enemy suddenly slapped the weapon from his hands. Drawing his vibroblade, he cursed and swung the weapon, hoping to quickly finish the attacker. Blood spurted, and the target fell.
    Suddenly a high-pitched sound filled the air. Yillis sighed as he recovered.
"They have speeders..."

    Back at the camp, Hellra stood with her blaster raised, looking into the woods. She had thought she had seen something. Suddenly there was a flash of metal. Before she could call out warning, blaster fire sprayed out in her direction, missing her by a hair's length. The attackers rushed out, blasters in hand...

 
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Wildcard you better hide your face, cause Storm is gonna rock this place.

-=Lancer Squad=-
FTL/LCPL Darr-Rann/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath [LoR]
LANCE CORPORAL
one of few - A vast Empire medic
Read Losses of Vandetta by me and Hellra

    Darr-Rann swore as the enemies advanced, the air filling with energy as blaster bolts flew by. Fumbling for his bayonet, he equipped it to his weapon. The medic disliked using a bayonet, finding it awkward to wield. But there wasn't much distance between him and the opposing troops, and they could easily rush him before he could drop his rifle in favor of a melee weapon.
    "Get to cover!" Jakireth cried out, falling back behind a set of trees. Hellra did the same, picking off a charging opponent as she went. Darr-Rann started to back up, but he stumbled over a rock, nearly dropping his blaster rifle.
    "Darr-Rann!" Jakireth cried out, opening fire in a attempt to suppress some of them. Darr-Rann got up just as an enemy lunged forwards, his blade slashing down across Darr-Rann's arm, leaving a long gash and detaching the shoulder plate of his armor.
    Gritting his teeth, Darr-Rann stabbed with the bayonet, but his attack was deflected by the enemy's vibroblade, which cut the rifle clean in two.
    Darr-Rann swore loudly and drew his two vibrodaggers, activating both of them. He managed to deflect the man's attack and cut his throat just as two more arrived. Bringing his knife down, he stabbed the other in the heart. Suddenly a burning pain surged in Darr-Rann's side as the other's blade sliced through his armor. Blood from both of his wounds sprayed everywhere.
    Hellra ran out from the cover, cutting the man down as he prepared to finish the medic off. Jakireth sighed and followed, firing at the advancing troops as he ran.

    Darr-Rann staggered over to his medical kit, his hand grasping the wound at his side. The fight was over, and they had emerged relatively unharmed. Hellra received a minor shoulder wound, and Jak was bruised up a bit, but other than that they were okay. Darr-Rann opened the case, sighing as he looked at it's contents.
    "Running low on bandages and Bacta..." He thought for himself, removing some bandages from the box and shutting it. He sat down, letting out a hiss of pain, and started to apply the bandages to his wounds. Jakireth walked over to him, sitting down under the shade of a nearby tree. Darr-Rann let out a sigh.
    "At this rate I'm going to run out of supplies. We need to finish this mission soon, our we're going to start racking up casualties." He shook his head.
"This mission hasn't been going well, we're taking too much injury."
    Jakireth handed him a black case. Opening it up, he found a blaster rifle and a few packs of ammo stored in it.
    "One of our spares, seeing as how your's was broken in the fight."
    Darr-Rann took the weapon out, loading the weapon with one of the packs. He then took the other packs and placed them with his others. He turned to face Jakireth.
    "Still no word from any of the others?" He asked, shifting himself to try and become more comfortable.
    "No." Jak said, picking up his datapad. "I don't like this, we should have heard back by now."
    "Do you mind if I go for a walk?" He said, getting up, feeling a pain in his side were he had been cut.
    "No problem, just come back soon, and be careful, there could still be more out there."

    The man sped through the woods, hardly making a sound. His hand rest on the hilt of the vibroblade at his side, ready to draw it at a moments notice. One thought kept running through his mind.
    "Rannik Cedaan must die..."

    Darr-Rann walked through the woods, keeping alert for any enemies nearby. He looked around at the forest, taking in the sight of the wildlife. He smiled as he saw a small animal run up a nearby tree.
    "How simple it must be." He thought to himself, "To be able to live without the worry of war, the battle for a galaxy..." He stopped.
    A sound... A slight sound to his left...
"Shi...!" He cried out, rolling aside as a blur flew past him. Turning to face his attacker, he saw a man wearing black armour, plating on his chest and forarms only. His head was covered, only his eyes were able to be seen under the black fabric. The man advanced again, rapidly stabbing and lunging at the medic. Darr-Rann hastily drew his vibrodaggers, attempting to block the weapon. Brining his blades together in an X, he caught a downward slash, using the daggers to disarm his opponent. He slashed with one dagger, but the man hit it with his hand at the flat of the blade, knocking it out of his hand. Quickly he cut with the other, cutting across the man's chest, dealing relatively no damage, he turned his hand, brining the knife into a stab...
And his wrist was caught, and he was suddenly thrown into the air, the vibrodagger flying from his grip, he fell and hit the ground hard.
    Rolling aside to dodge the man's kick, He got up and faced his attacker.
    "You still fight as well as you did then..." the man said. And suddenly he was gone, quickly fleeing through the trees.
    "He seemed pretty intent on killing me, I wonder why he changed his mind..." Darr-Rann thought to himself. Suddenly he had a strange feeling, a memory, but he couldn't bring it into focus. The fighting style was certainly familiar. Shaking his head, he hurried back the the camp.


 
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Wildcard you better hide your face, cause Storm is gonna rock this place.

-=Lancer Squad=-
FTL/LCPL Darr-Rann/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath [LoR]
LANCE CORPORAL
one of few - A vast Empire medic
Read Losses of Vandetta by me and Hellra

A scream had become lodged in Slick's throat as the two aliens came at him. He couldn't seem to get a grip on the butt of his pistol no matter how hard he tried. The two aliens looked at each other, and grinned. Then they deliberately slowed their walk to draw out the stormtroopers terror. The pounding on the door continued as Slick's three comrades tried to come to his rescue, but the door refused to give an inch. Finally the scream ripped out of his throat, and the pounding on the door stopped. The Barabel began to grin, showing all of his razer sharp teeth.

"It looks like the poor likkle stormtrooper is all alone. All alone with the big bad hunters." said the Gotal with glee.

His hand finally found a grip on the butt of his pistol. He drew the weapon, and leveled it at the Barabel. He fired three quick shots, and waited for it to fall. As Slick watched in horror the bolts just bounced off the Barabel's thick armor plating. Hissing in outrage the Barabel closed the distance, and picked Slick up by his shoulder. The alien's claws sank through the armor, and into the troopers flesh. Slick gave a small moan as the pain ripped through his body.
The two began to chuckle at that, and the Barabel encircled Slick's neck with it's other hand. The trooper tried to bring his blaster up again, but it was taken from him by the horned Gotal. The Barabel began to choke him by just barely squeezing, and then letting off for a second. They're trying to drag this out Slick thought to himself. The pressure in his lungs was slowly building, and he was trying to struggle against the alien's grip. The two aliens looked at each other, and began to laugh.

"Doesss it hurt little one?" asked the Barabel in it's hissing native tongue.

The choking continued, and Slick knew that he was going to die. His comrades had abandoned him to his fate. His troops were out in the wilderness. His weapons had been taken from him. He saw no way to escape. Blackness was creeping in on his vision, and he was having to fight to stay conscious. Slick began to flail his arms to try to delay the inevitable. As he was doing so his hand struck something hard at his waist. Wha's tha? his oxygen depraved mind asked. He grabbed it, and felt it slide. Mi bayone he thought slowly. Mustering all the energy that he had left, he pulled the vibro-bayonet up. He swung it down straight into the Barabel's right eye.
The Barabel dropped him as blood blackish-red blood sprayed from the wound. The Barabel began to howl in pain, and anger. The Gotal was knocked to the ground as the Barabel began to lash out wildly. Slick slowly dragged himself away from the alien. He was gulping in lungful's of air, and he was dimly aware of the fire and ice feeling in his wounded shoulder. He realized that the bayonet was still firmly gripped in his hand. The Barabel had calmed alittle, and was looking around for him. The Barabel spotted him at the same time that the door flew open.

"Clear!" yelled a voice as a smoke grenade flew into the room.

The room quickly began to fill up with the thick white smoke. Within seconds Slick couldn't see a damn thing, and really didn't care. They hadn't left him at all, but had found a way to blow open the door. A roar was heard, and then a curse. Blaster bolts whipped through the smoke like a colorful light display. Slick started to rise to his feet when he was dragged back down. He rolled onto his back, and noticed that the Barabel had ahold of his leg.

"Not ssso fasssst little one. You and I are not finisssshed."

As the Barabel began to crawl toward him Slick began to scream again. He lashed out with his free leg, and repeatedly smashed it into the alien's face. With each kick the Barabel hissed in anger, but kept crawling closer. Then suddenly the alien's eyes filmed over, and it dropped dead. Slick looked up to see TK, and TJ standing above it holding bloody knives. They quickly reached down, and picked the wounded trooper up.

"You okay Slick?" TJ asked him.

"Yeah. Thanks for helping me out. I thought I was done for." Slick stopped when he felt a sob come into his throat.

Raziel appeared in the dissipating smoke. "I captured the Gotal. He's wounded bad I, uh.... convinced him to talk."

"Then lets go see him. No sense in keeping a torturer waiting." said TK with a slow smile.
 
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Wildcard you better hide your face, cause Storm is gonna rock this place.
Corporal Slick
-=Lancer Squad=--=SL=-
SL/CPL Slick/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath[LoR]

OCC: sorry, took me so long, here it is:

"Yeah, we notice that, Yillis." Jenny replied as the humming sound got closer and started to stop, "I think its stopping. Yillis?"

Before Yillis could answer, a rebel scout yelled and pointed toward Revan, Yillis and Jenny's location:

"Imperials! There, in the bushes ahead!"

Soon, blaster fire ripped through the trees and Yillis' team was taking heavy fire.

"What do we do?!" Revan yelled over the fire, he was desperately trying to get a good shot but kept getting pinned.

Yillis quickly look around, surveyed the surroundings. There was the entrance to the garage where Garet would probably be. Yillis looked over to the rebels attacking; he counted about 10 to 15 rebels attacking, with perhaps more coming, they looked like veterans that had been through some action, but this was the one that they had been waiting for, one more thing was that they wore armor.

"A280 rifle, you reckon, Yillis?" Jenny suggested as she looked around for a better spot for cover.

"Yeah, um& there, near that pile of rocks, and look at what the dead rebels left us, some grenades, take some." Yillis said quickly, gesturing toward Jenny and Revaan.

After Jenny and Revan took some, Yillis took the last of it and he thought up a plan.

After a few minutes, Yillis explained his plan in the best way he could:

"Alright, here's the plan. Jenny, Me and Revan will cover you while you make your way to that pile of rocks, we'll both use one of the grenades taken from the rebels and then E-11s. Now the rebels have armor on them, so make sure to ready your A280, Jenny and Revan. Jenny, when you make it there be sure to cover us as well as we're making it over. When we are all over at the pile of rocks, we each throw a grenade and blast the rest of the rebels to their death. Now let's go."

Grenades flew in the air as Jenny made her way to the pile of rocks, blasterfire came from her backside and her frontside, to her, and it was basically everywhere. As she was about to make it over, a impatient rebel came out and stabbed her in her left arm, the last wound was still there as a scratch, but now it was like Hell's last wound, deep. Jenny quickly took it out painfully, and took a vibroblade out enough to stab the guy straight in the throat. She made her way over and started covering for Yillis and Revan.

"I'm okay, come on!" Jenny said, painfully. She was searching for a health pack or something around to help her wound, she found the rebel who had stabbed her had a few.

Maybe some for our stash too, we are a bit low on medical supplies, wonder if? Jenny thought as the pain came back and Jenny quickly applied the bacta with her left hand on the wound, easing the pain a bit. Then she applied the bandages to the arm with the same hand as Slick and Revan came over to the cover.

"So, watching Darr heal you must have helped you learn something, eh?" Revan said curiously as I got up to a crouch stance and replied happily:

"Yeah, a bit, so Yillis, what do we do now?"

"Well, first we got to get rid of these damn reb?" Yillis said as another impatient rebel came out and stabbed Yillis in the right arm.

"Yillis!!" Jenny yelled as she quickly took the vibroblade in her left hand and turned, stabbing the blade near the heart of the rebel. He struggled against the coming death, but then died, falling to the ground.

"Goddamn it, another wound already, this is not funny, Jenny?!" Yillis muttered loudly as Jenny made her way over and answered obediently:

"I say, watching a medic work sure teaches you something, like how to treat a wound, here&" Jenny did the same thing with Yillis' wound as with hers.

"GRENADE!" Revan yelled as he threw a grenade over to the remaining rebels, destroying most of them, some were blown off their feet and looking dazed.

"Next time, wait for my order, Revan. Jenny, want to do the honors?" Yillis ordered again in his ASL manner.

"Sure, why not?" Jenny replied, and turned to the remaining rebel troops.

She blasted her way toward the remaining rebels, dazed and confused, they had no chance of response, they were shot and stabbed and severed of their heads as the bodies continue to fall. After the remaining rebel troops fell, Jenny went over to Yillis, who was still clutching the wound with his left hand and helped him up.

Revan, Yillis and Jenny gathered up whatever supplies they could find from the bodies, most blaster packs and medical supplies, the medical stuff mostly from some medics, the delivery was going to be from the guy that hit Jenny in the left arm.

After they gathered up the supplies, Yillis ordered in a mannerly fashion:

"let's go! We got to find Garet." They made their way past the bodies and into the garage.

 
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Lance Corporal Jennabelle
-=Lancer Squad=- -=TRP=- -=Red Lancer 1=-
TRP/PFC Jennabelle/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath

"Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force. " -Darth Vader