Feeling around the wall the Aiki master felt for a hollow area of the fortress. Finding one he took one step back. Closed his eyes and begain a quick meditative state. His hands began glowing blue. He raised his hands to the wall and small blue particles of energy floated from his hands to the wall. Guiding his hands alone the wall he made a small door of blue light.

He took another step back. "Be ready to engage the enemy." Before any one else could ask what he did the charged particles of the wall released all of their kenetic energy in a single explosion.

The commando group of force users move in. In the corridor there are droids littering the corridor. No bodys though.

Kenshin softly stepped into the fortress after the Aiki knight. His hand instinctively fell to the lightsaber at his side when he mentioned danger. The padawan peered ahead with the Force as well as his eyes for any signs of the enemy.

He smirked as he came around the corner, feeling the movement around him. He heard teh saber ignite as he plasma casters went off, bolts of searing plasma flying toward him. The one with the saber was further in the back, seemingly directing traffic. The plamsa bolts hit everywhere as he ducked back aroudn a corner, a bolt flying past his head, close enough to catch his hair on fire. he didn't have tiem to pat it out, lighting his ciggarette off of the residual plasma still burning a hole in the wall.

He drew his Dissauders, old Kelvarlek weapons, ones that used acidic cored rounds in place of a solid charge, burning through their targets efficiently and quickly. He was standing on the left portion of a T intersection, and he heard the droids closing. He dove across the hallway, finding the cover on the other side, pistols blazing as he dove. He heard lots of hissing as the acid burned through the droids, and he was satisfied when he heard three of the mechanical monstrosities hit the floor.

he rolled, seeing the plasma streaks on the wall behind him, coming to a crouch as he prepared another tactic. Fate was not with him this time. Three more of the droids come around the corner, plasma weapons barking fire at him. His shield was lit up immediately, and he could hear the coil overcharging. He emptied his pistols into the first droid, taking some cover underneath it. The indicator was flashing red, and he pulled the emitter from his coat, tossing it around the corner.

He heard lots of shrapnel ricochet off the walls as he rose, plasma weapon in hand, firing into the two remaining droids. Plasma finished them off, but not before he caught the business end of a plasma arrow across the shoulder, white hot plasma burning its way down his arm, scorching his hand pretty good.


He didn't have time to think about the pain, but the gun fell from his hand, as he pulled a vibroblade from one of the droids, sliding the plasma weapons into his coat.....he knew what was around the corner, and the prospect was not good...

He was injured, his right arm cooking slowly, his hair had gone out, but he was losing some blood from some shrapnel that had hit him in the chest. He came around the corner, sword at the ready. The saber wielder at the other end of the hall smirked, advancing on him.

"Surrender." It called to him, its voice enchanting, almost enticing. He looked at the thing, blinking once. His eyes came level with the saber wielder and then the sound of combat filled the hall. it took the thing less than a minute to manage to turn his vibroblade into a piece of junk, leaving him unarmed, trying to face down a saber wielder.

He looked at the thing, smirking, rising to his full height, holding his damaged arm close to his body. The saber wielder came in quick, expecting a final flourish to be enough. it wasn't too much of a false assumption, he was battered and beaten, and his arsenal was around the corner, even the personal shield he had been using was shrapnel imbedded in the wall.

at the last second, he threw his right arm, the one that had been hit by the plasma, into the path of the oncoming saber, it hitting his sleeved arm, cutting into it, then the saber deactivated. The pain in his face was evident, but the shock in the face of the saber wielder was priceless.

"oh, by the way, your ass is mine...."
He launched a kick at the hand holding the saber, knocking it out of the hand of the stunned saber wielder. two kicks later, the saber was on the other side of the hallway, behind his bag of guns. in a stand up brawl, he was pretty sure he could hold his own. The disarmed saber wielder thought he was outmatched, and ran, trying to get to a position to get some help.

as teh man fled, he ran back to his bag of guns, looking for the proper tool, seeing the saber laying on the ground. He ignited the weapon, ancient and precious by the standards of the jedi. He held the handle easily with his left hand, tossing it into the air and catching it, blade pointed towards the fleeing man. He threw the saber.....his aim was true, the saber going through him, through his heart, impaled to the hilt. The men fell at the same time....one dead, the other quite seriously injured.

he pulled himself to his bag....setting up to defend this hallway. the fires were out, but he knew there were more in the area, and it was going to be a while before he was strong enough to move.

Kenshin felt another presence in the Force waver. He had also felt other Force movement, aggressive movement. He figured someone was being attacked. He silently unclipped his lightsaber and held it in his hands. If they encountered enemies, there would be fighting and it would be his second real fight. But this time he would most likely have to kill, whether directly or indirectly. A thing that disturbed him.

He silently followed behind the Aiki Knight as the commando unit made its way through the corridors.

Irman Was in the lead but was halted by one of the Teepos. He was whereing a blast helmet with a visor cap down. He Held his hand on the Aiki's shoulder. Pointing first at his eyes and then held up two fingers.

Two of the enemy were coming around the corner. He felt the dark energy a moment later. Two Krath. The Aiki Handled it him self. The two never knew what hit them. From out of the shadows a duminutive form ran between the two knocking them both to the ground placing their heads precisely inline with one antother. A single kick to each face and they were down.

Vonta felt closer and was weakening. "We should have seen more guards by now. It is just too easy." This is precisely what worried him. Guards came running past them.

"More in the north corridor. Reroute the droids down there. The Teepos must be eliminated." Their shoes clunking on the ground faded into the distance. Irman followed the trail. If their is resistance then they had best give them a hand.

They came around the corner listening to the guards scream as they fell to some unknown adversary. Well the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

There was a small platoon of droids coming around the corner again. Followed by 6 blaster and light saber wielding Krath. The Teepos all pulled blasters to the ready. All at once one of the Krath turned around. As if he felt some thing.

"More INtruders?" He looked around unsure and then gets a look of surity. "Behind us!!"

The teepos are as fast as the droids. Fireing shots that take the heads right off of the first line of battle droids. The Aiki master ignites his Light bo. The Two sides igniting at the same time. At the same time The Krath force users Pull their light sabers. The hard light weapon parrys To of the sabers Engageing the enemy.

The two that encountered him were surprised by his speed. The two tried to cut him down with the glowing red blades only to be met with equal speed. He spins the two while holding the two blades immobile. But also holding him at their mercy. A droid took the oppertunity to open fire on him. The Hot plasma sought a target.

He pulled himself slowly to his feet, pulling the kit from his coat. The duraplast coating immediately bonded with his arm, sealing the cut from the saber, the bacta inside starting to stimulate cell growth. The plast coating was applied to his arm, and the chems were overstimulating his endorphin level, sending a massive rush of the opoid peptides into his system.

He was up, slowly moving. He gave his chest a quick spray, disinfecting the wound, starting to seal it up. He checked his supply of guns, dropping the empty ones and refilling his coat from his bag. he dropped thirty kilos of pistols, laying them aside, his bones aching. he walked to the body of the force user he had killed, pulling the ignited saber from his back, taking it, opening the housing. he slid the crystal from its niche, shattering the useless weapon with his good hand. he pulled the crystal into a pouch in his coat, sliding a plasma caster from it, checking the weapon out, figuring the mechanism easily. pulling the strap from his bag, he fashioned a sling mount for it, using his bad arm as teh balance, allowing his good arm to use the weapon.

He had the thing rigged for a quick drop, and a pair of pistols ready. He knew what was out there, and he knew it would come for him if he didn't start moving. he heard sounds of combat, he thought, his ears were still ringing a bit from his proximity to the noise makers from earlier.

He slung the caster over his shoulder, sliding the launch tube from his coat, loading a clip of concussion grenades into it. he came into an open area, seemingly a choke point. He stood for a second before fire started lobbing his way, and he responded by emptying the clip of the launch tube, 10 concussion grenades filling the room with a halo of noise and destruction. Sabers had been ignited, but they fell dormant, their owners falling as teh destruction consumed them.

His ears were ringing heavier than ever, and he felt the blasts of concussive force, throwing him across the room. He worked quickly, savenging what clips he could for the plasma launchers, discarding his launch tube. He pulled the sabers from their owner's grasps, cracking teh housings and taking the crystals, finding a narrow corridor to wall himself up in for a bit of quiet....

Kenshin's pale blue blade ignited just in time to deflect the plasma bolt aiming at Irman. He stood near the front of the line parrying the shots aimed for the Teepo Paladins slightly behind him back at the enemy with deadly accuracy. The reached out to the Force to guide him in battle as well as to locate the other Force signature he had felt earlier.

He felt out in the force. Vonta was close very close. They needed to get to her but now or she wood not last any longer.

He hit a comlink that he had been carrying. "Now."

It was the one word that he uttered.



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From out side the Krath base a Covettte came rumbleing through the desert. The ship had no crew only a computer program. The Krath saw the ship too late. Groups of them sat in towers sending out giant bolts of force lightening to blow the earth bound star ship away.

The bolts hit and missed some sending parts of the ship into ship sending guots of flame through the hulll.

But the ship continues. Before reaching the base the front half of the ship is gone. But the engines continue slaming the ship into the side of the Krath base.

. . . . . .

The ground below them all seemed to become unhinged. Throwing combatants about like rag dolls. This was the distraction the The Aiki had been waiting for. He was holding back for the time being becuase he needed all of his strength to reach vonta. Now he was free to cut loose.

He closed his eyes. His entire body begain to glow with a surreal blue aura. The light-bo that was a orange hue turned to a neon blue. "All of you follow me."

At that he burst forward. hands and feet riping through the Droids like they were paper. And knocking krath aside like they were padawans fresh from the academy. The hit him with light sabers And he blocks and parrys with the light-bo and his very limbs.

He hadn't known about the Aiki Knight's plan to kamikaze a ship. But by the look of the result, it seemed quite effective. It had taken a fair chunk of the fortress with it as well as a nice portion of Krath and their droids.

Kenshin held the rear of the charging contingent cutting away at the droids closing in on them from the back. He swiftly retreated with the group as they advanced. His saber parrying back all the lasers to their senders.

Kenshin watched one of his parried lasers take the head off an officer droid. He wondered in the back of his mind how they were going to get out with Vonta alive. He wondered how any of them would get out alive.

He rose to his feet, plaster mixing with blood as he started to dust himself off, he had been caught in the aftershock of whatever the hell had hit the place. the plasma caster was discharging bolts as things came into range, coming to the top of staircase.

He knew things were going to get bad, seeing the end of this run. He lit his last cigarette, charging through the door, plasma caster spitting white hot death as his other hand came up, the multibarrelled pistol coming to speed, discharging a rapid barrage of blaster bolts into the room. The room filled with red and white light, bolts ripping through droids and living creatures with equal abandon. THey had apparently been expecting an assault from teh other direction, and turned quickly to open fire on him.

And then the guns fell silent......both his and theirs, everything in the room was dead or destroyed except him, and he could feel his body chilling. He looked down, seeing light coming through his body. he had taken a plasma shot to the chest, it burning through his body. he sat down in a chair, bringing his plasma caster up, determined to hold this position as long as he could, spraying his last bit of duraplast over the wound, creating a seal, hopefully to heal him, but he didn't think he had time for that.

He was bad, his face cut up from shrapnel, 23% of his body covered with Duraplast, losing blood. He pulled the plasma caster up, brandishing it at the door, drawing his last pistol, checking its charge, powering it up. He finished his last cigarette as the next thing came through the door, but this wasn't a Krath war droid, or a deceiving creature armed with a saber, these were Teepo Paladins. Maybe this wouldn't be his last run in the shadows.......