Fenris sat in his room fixing his cyberkinetic arm, it was one of his hobbies.  His arm was the only arm in the VE that could create a gravity well generator, run a diagnostics check of an entire vehicle, and open up a communications channel with his squad.  Fenris didn't really do much in his spare time, other then practice Teras Kasi and work on his arm. 

Time for a real mission, like the ones I used to go in with the Alliance

Yes, Fenris thought a lot of his past days with the Alliance.  He used to be a Squad Leader of a rebel Spec Ops unit.  He had been on dozens of missions.  One kept sticking out in his mind. 

He had a greenhorn on his team, nickname was Fist.  He said he'd take sniper post, said he was real good, So Fenris trusted him, allowed him to take sniper post, it was either Fist or Fenris, and Fenris wanted to take the cold hearted perp down.  The person they were after was a gun smuggler for a small criminal organization, all negotiations for the criminal organization to stop and give the Alliance guns had failed.  Our motto was "If they don't join us, make them pay" 

Back to Fist.  The other 4 squad members moved in.  Quiet, wearing black custom armor, they snuck up and disabled the alarm and lights.  The criminals knew they were there.  Fist's main objective was to protect another Greenhorn we called Stain. 

A quick smile flashed on Fenris's face.  He got the name Stain from urinating in his pants after a blaster backfired. 

Stain was protecting the virus that the team was to put into the computers, so that all the guns would go to an Alliance base, if there was resistance, the Alliance would deal with that when they got there.

Stain began to slice the computer.  Three criminals swarmed Stain, he took out one with his pistol, and Fist took out the other two. 

The virus was uploaded, and the mission seemed successful.  Just as 4 out of the 5 squad members made it to the rendezvous point, we were ambushed.  Each squad member was behind a durasteel crate, shooting the multispecies enemies that were around us.

"We need evac stat!" yelled Fenris into his com-link. 

Fist was on the outskirts, no cover, and with a sniper rifle.  He had only been with the alliance for a few months.  He made a distraction by shooting a gas canister, it took out a lot of enemies, but showed where Fist was.  When the evac ship finally got to the RV point, Fist was long dead. 

The thing that Fenris couldn't stop thinking about was...what if he was the sniper?  Fist might still be alive.

Fenris walked out of his quarters, all these old missions brought back old memories, memories that should stay buried. 

My squad almost died several times

Fenris wanted to stop remembering past missions, but one was just burning into his thoughts.  It was a solo mission, no squad just him.  This was before he joined the Alliance, he was a gun for hire, doing Bounty Hunting on the side.  He picked up a bounty on a Twi'lek, female, blue skin, green eyes, she  started a rebellion in a small private kingdom, meaning Fenris was hired to snipe her out.

I can still hear the screams

Fenris found the perfect post, he put on the perfect armor, it made him look like part of the pillar he was on, his sniper rifle was all set and ready to kill.

He found his mark...only there was a small problem, she was escorting children, Fenris had no idea what to do...

Shoot her, and scar the children

or

Leave her, and not get paid

He had no Code of Honor to follow, he took his shot.  Bullet hit her right in the chest.  Clean kill.  The kids began scrambling, it was if they didn't care she died, none of them cried or anything, just took shelter. 

Something Fenris never understood,  the Children didn't cry when the person they were being helped by, someone they knew, got shot.  It irked him to this day.  It was an easy 50,000 credits, but it just didn't sit well with him.

Fenris's arm began to pulsate, which usually meant it need maintenance...in depth maintenance.  Fenris began on his arm.

An hour went by, and he was finished with his arm.  Fenris exited his room, needed to clear his head, something working on his arm wasn't doing today. 

Fenris began walking towards the Training Room, hoping the room was empty.  He passed his former DI, Saphira Striker, a respectful head nod was given to Saphira, the gesture was returned.  Fenris opened the door to the Training Room, and was met by a Droid. 

"Introduction: I am HK-60.  Protocol and Combat Droid. Please state identity." chirped the Droid.

"My name is Fenris, PFC in Raiders Squad.  Since when did we get you?" asked Fenris

"Answer: Saphira Striker, Drill Sergeant brought me here to help train and help Trainees.  Do you require my services?" asked HK-60

"I guess I could use some training...Lets try melee." Said Fenris

"Inquery: Hand to hand or Sword?" asked HK-60

"Hand to hand." said Fenris.

The Droid got ready.  It knew Teras Kasi it seemed, well it was programmed in the basic and advanced functions of it.  Fenris circled the droid, the droid returned the tactic.  Fenris charged the Droid, and swept the leg of the droid.  His leg hurt, but the droid couldn't really move with Fenris's cybernetic arm on his chest.  Fenris didn't believe that this Droid was going to train Trainees.

"Do you have levels of difficulty?" asked Fenris.

"Answer: Yes. At the moment I am set to Civilian/Thug.  Hardly a challenge for someone with Imperial Training." chirped HK-60

"Next time we fight, up the difficulty." said Fenris.

Fenris left, knowing that HK-60 was still on the ground.  The Droid got up, and began to run a program.

"Access Memory: Up Difficulty to Saphira Striker level." chirped HK-60

Fenris, leaving the debriefing room, remembered the horrible 2 weeks that followed being captured by the Crime Lord. 

He pit the squad mates against each other, each one had to fight Fenris, and it was a battle to the death.  Each of Fenris's squad mates had fought him, each one died, the only one who hadn't fought him was Mick. 

Mick had to get a new hand, the infection from the wound from the blaster was spreading, and being in the Arena just made it worse.  The Crime Lord decided to completely redo Mick, giving him a completely new set of cybernetic arms, legs, and everything between. 

He was more of a Droid then a man, Fenris would be doing Mick a favor if he could kill him. 

The fight began, Mick came charging at a blistering speed at Fenris, knocking Fenris to the ground.  Mick began swinging rapidly at Fenris with a vibroblade.  Fenris luckily dodged each attack, able to roll out from under Mick. 

Fenris tried kicking Mick, but all it did was hurt Fenris's foot. 

Fenris saw no way of hurting Mick, he seemed to have no weakness.  Only being equipped with a vibroblade and a pistol with one shot, Fenris had to think quickly. 

Fenris charged at Mick, toppling Mick to the ground, and driving Fenris's vibroblade into Mick's torso, doing what seemed minimal damage.  Fenris grabbed Mick's vibroblade during the confusion and began to wedge it into the same wound, tearing out all the wiring.  Fenris grabbed his pistol and shot in the hole, causing the electrical work to overheat and explode. 

Fenris never wanted to face Mick, and he didn't have to, he fought an empty shell of his friend.