Dark Lord of the Sith's Chambers

The duel between the Jedi Master and the two Sith raged on. The Jeid Master would soon be in trouble though. A trap door was right beneath the feet of the Jedi and Neradia could trigger it to open at any second. Neradia yelled out to his Sth partner.

Master, step back, I have soemthing for the Jedi

Neradia relaxed himself and he set his focus on the trap door. By using the Force, Neradia was able to put enough pressure on the door for it to collapse....

Odon slid in the path of the sith, staring at him with his jedi calm. This man could not be redeemed, if you could call him a man. Now the equation was more difficult, with his young jedi knight beside him and Master Vondiranach ready to strike.

Hanix. Find Mandrake and complete your objective above all else. Master Kamon, we follow different paths but this sith must decide between life and death, for it is not our decision to make.

Igniting his emerald green blade, Odon Baas looked sternly at the abomination in his midst.

Brother of the Dark lord, be gone and never again get in my way. This is my last warning to you. I would not kill those massassi, yet I would disable that plant. The difference between you and I is unfathomable and now, like Exar Kun, you are banished.

As the debris fell down towards the Jedi Master, he felt a ripple in the Force. The trap door beneath him fell, but the man remained.. hovering above the opening. His hands did not gesture, yet the debris which was now falling towards him suddenly shifted directions and slammed into Neradia.

Taking his place upon the ground once more, the Jedi Master looked now upon the Sith Overlord before him. Hands reaching out once more a great blast of wind, with crystals of ice imbedded in it, took form and washed over the Sith.

Hanix looks around, he sees the Sith and a grin comes across his face. He looks at Master Odon.

Hanix: I will complete my task, Master Odon. I will make sure to get what I am here for.

Hanix walks off and seeks out his brother.

The High Priest of the Sith looked to those gathered, then back to Baas.

"Let's make this a bit more.. quant."

Swirling his staff once more, he opened a portal to the frozen wasteland of Hoth. Motioning with his free hand, Kamon's form was sent hurling through it. The portal closed just as he finished passing through.

"Now then, where were we? Ahh yes, you were threatening me. Perhaps you misunderstand. I do not fear you. Infact, I find the idea of your even injuring me laughable. You have this last chance to depart in peace, Jedi, before you become like they."

His free hand now swept over the desolation that was the Massassi. His eyes, raging with the flames of damnation, stared upon Master Baas.

Khar Shian

"Ophidian no more hiding. Come forth and let them see you."

His Master called to him via the force, and Ophidian was not very far away.

"Yes…it is time." He sent his message back to his master.

The landscape dimly lit and snowy betrayed an uneasy calmness, as large rocks or boulders dotted the inhospitable landscape…

And one of those boulders as Zeta saw…slightly rose and began to move. It was no boulder; it was Zeta’s apprentice.

Ophidian who had been watching the display for quite a few minutes, The fellow Zabrak began to move quickly made his way behind Zeta’s two hosts.

Coming up behind Mandrake, he now let his force presence be known to the two sith.

The time is now…

The former Dark Lord of the Sith, still hailed as such by some, formed from the shadows beside Ophidian. His form took shape then was made whole. His hood, already lowered, swayed a bit in the breeze.

"Ahh, Zeta. A pleasure to see you again. Please, feel free to dispatch with these infidels, and we shall speak."

Maim gave a coy grin and watched as the Master and his apprentice toyed with those that faced them.

Khar Delba

Gavv entered the hangar anxiously, searching for his master, Lord Chaos. He'd been meditating peacefull when he recieved a message from Lord Chaos. He came instantly, not wanting to kee his master waiting.

"Master Chaos," he called out, unsure of where his master was. His mind was far to cluttered for him to try and sense where his master was, so he had to stoop to the levels of normal humans,

Khar Delba

Darth Baruk stood behind Gavv without his knowlege. The Shadow invaded the hangar cutting off his Force Signature.
Lord Chaos orders were to gather all the deciples he could gather in haste.
Gavv. Good to see you. Where is your Master? I must tell him that 3 deciples not including myself is all I could gather.
We shall wait for him?

Khar Shian

Foot Steps...

Kale lay face down in the snow, less than fifty feet away from an exhaust vent in the outer wall of the Cloning Facilities. Wearing a white outer cloak, and a skin-tight body-suit to keep himself warm, Kale was totally invisible to the naked eye. Hood and cloak now buried in snow that had fallen since he took up his position, the Massassi Warriors tromped past him, one coming nearly close enough to step on the Veteran Jedi Knight.

Kale kept himself cut off from the Force, not allowing the Force sensitive beasts to catch a single feeling of his presence, and also disguising himself from the many Powerful Sith who would surely feel his presence.

Kale let his mind wander for a moment while he waited... he thought about the trip down to the Planet... about the importance of this mission. If he failed the Jedi Order, many lives would be lost in the near and distant future. Though, he had never found many answers about the future though the Force, this was indeed a certainty.

Confident that the Massassi had better places to be, especially at the rate they were running, Kale lifted his head from out of the Snow. His face up to his eyes was concealed in a warmth-concealing fabric, and his eyes peered through goggles. He lifted his hand to wipe the clear glass, and his view brought an invisible smile to his face. Checking each direction and confident that he was unnoticed, Kale stood and moved quickly to the metal Vent cover. Opting against using his Saber and possibly drawing attention with the light, Kale used the Force and pulled the vent cover off, letting a blast of warm air hit his white cloak.

Hopping into the air shaft, Kale lifted the cover back up, and pulling a tool from his bag, Kale melded the cover in two small places, just strong enough to hold it in place, but weak enough to break through if needed. Dropping his white cloak off, Kale wore black from head to toe. He no longer needed the goggles or face mask, so he left them in a neat pile with his cloak, grabbed his bag, and headed for his targets.

The Jedi Knight moved into smaller air vents, and with stealth and precision, Kale crawled towards the future.