At the order

"We shall attack the compound together, in a single strike force. We will not divide our numbers, we shall not show any mercy." Vance half shouted over his shoulder, still walking toward one of the speeders. "Nothing fancy, nothing over the top, I want to see nothing but the death of these enemies! The fact is that compared to the Masters of this Order, you are nothing. And if you wish to attempt to prove yourself anything other than the Apprentices you are... I shall show you how little you truly know."

Darth Kane listened carefully to Master Jas's words, then followed behind him to one of the speeders. He watched Jas speed off, then hopped on one himself. Another Sith whom he did not know accompanied him, and Kane motioned the other Sith to take control. Kane sat on the back part as they sped off.

At the compound

"Spare none! Some shall take the turrets, some shall take care of the wall gunners, some shall take care of the men inside and I will handle the tank!"

Darth Kane's single-handed red saber blazed as he slayed foes. Then he noticed the wall gunners. They shot at the speeder. A few shots had missed but about five were headed straight for the other apprentice. Kane used the force to hop forward into the air, deflect the blasts, then land back on.

But then the gunners took another turn at the two, and obviously hit an effective part on the speeder, as it blew into bits. Luckily they both hopped off in time. He deflected some more blasts alongside the apprentice, then in an angry rage, gritting his teeth, spoke.

"Those wall gunners are mine." Then he ran towards the wall, deflecting blasts, and killing men. But then the unexpected happened. A body fell just infront of him. In shock, he approached it with great agility, still deflecting blasts. He then noticed it was Darth Rowax, the one whom he had assisted before this mission. Then he felt some good inside of him erupt. He killed a few more foes until he thought he was safe, and took the body- just now noticing the gaping hole- and out of respect did a small prayer for the former Sith apprentice, Darth Rowax. Then he used the force to lift some ground, bit by bit, and buried him. Then he got back to the task at hand. He climbed the wall unnoticed, then he saw the wall-gunners in all their glory- killing some apprentices, and exploding speeders.

With a hint of rage, he waved a hand at one- while running towards another- taking the foe off the wall. Then he sliced one's head off of it's body, and spun around with great speed and grace, and sliced another's body in half.

"Oooooh, I bet that didn't feel too good." He laughed as he walked off to find some more to kill.

Nihilus untwisted his double lightsaber to have single sabers in both of this hands.

"Perfect, a diversion is what I need now to gain entrance to the compound."

His system craft pilotted by his noble droid creeps up behind him and Nihilus gets on board the ship and by standing on the outside of the ship. He looked at his droid, HK-50 and Nihilus pointed at his droid then swung it around in 180 degrees to follow that direction to the compound.

Nihilus laughed heavily while he looks down at other Sith Apprentices and the Sith Knight Vance Jas. His craft blasted some gunners with the craft's turbolasers as it vapourised them to atoms. He then salutes his peers to have a step into the enemy base.

Alert....Alert....Base Air Defense Activated!!

Nihilus gnarls and roars of the incoming attack as he moves his sabers to defense mode to divert the incoming attacks of lasers to be deflecting them back as the missiles been cut to sheds.

"Is that all you got or just a bunch of nerf herders?" he murmurs with rage in his voice.

After, Nihilus defeated the defenses, he was dropped off onto the roof of the compound. He activates the com, "Vance, I am on the roof the compound. I am making my own way into the compound."

Nihilus cuts a hole with his lightsaber to make it big enough to fit him it. The large piece of metal-concrete like roof fell when Nihilus dropped in. A number of security forces pulled their blasters at Nihilus. He dodges the blaster fires from the security and cuts the blasters in half. Then Nihilus cuts down one of the enemy in half while the other man fell onto the floor and begs to Nihilus for mercy.

"Please, don't kill me. I beg of you."

"Sure, I will show you mercy." Nihilus smiled at the weary guard as he walks away from Nihilus. But Nihilus had other things on his mind when he stabbed the poor guard in the back with his lightsabers. "Hope you learnt your lesson to never attack the raging storm of the Sith." The guard fell on the floor with a large amount of blood on the floor as well. Nihilus grabs the security guard's comm link and activates it. "We need more security guards in the upper floor of AA. We can't hold this creature or something. Please help u-," he mimics the voice of the dead guard.

Shiryou smiled, the chaos was grand.

Deciding to drop the facade, he dropped the body, which was a real surprise to the gaurd who was walking up to the one Shiryou was holding, holding out some cigarettes

"Smoking kills." Shiryou blasted him straight between the eyes with the blaster, "See?" he smirked as he tossed the blaster into the next gaurd who was rushing up because apparently one of their own had turned on them. Having the blaster shoved in his face by a white masked intruder was a shock.

A shock that would end his life.

Shiryou moved as soon as the blaster was halfway between them. His hand shot out, grabbing the soft fleshy throat under his glove felt viseral, felt...good. The two inch long metal nail of the ring on his middle finger slipped easily into the fleshy throat, the ooze of life gushing out around his hand as his finger tightening around his throat, harder and harder until the small, tiny bones in the gaurds throat snapped.

Shiryou removed his steel nail from the gaurds throat, letting the dead body drop to the ground. Reaching back, he pulled out a small metal tube and with a flick of his wrist it was a staff, taller than he.

Leaping off the outer wall, Shiryou landed in a crouch, standing up smoothly as a wraith and sweeping the staff infront of him, this action released a blade, a long curved blade, leaving the staff a Scythe

A perfect weapon for Death, as Death waded further into battle, for Shiryou had a meeting to keep with his master

Zarith could feel the rage flowing off of Master Jas like waves of heat. It was not a comfortable sensation, especially since the rage was directed at all of them. Zarith did not flinch as the Master scolded them, as he mentioned the terrible punishment that awaited them. These were all things Zarith had expected, although he did not like the circumstances of the punishment. It meant that in the future he would have to reign in the more impetuous and foolish apprentices just to keep himself alive. Of course if some of those apprentices should die in a mission sometime, it would prove to be less trouble for him. Something to consider in the future.

Zarith had stayed frozen on one knee until the Master walked past to the speeder bikes. Zarith stood and walked silently after him. The Sith apprentice mounted a speeder bike, fortunately not having to worry about any passengers. He did not need one of the foolish apprentices getting in the way. He did notice Dehoir joining the Master on his speeder bike. Yes, he would have to keep an eye on that one.



Zarith raced along to the side and slightly behind the master as they rapidly approached the enemy compound. Laser fire erupted from rifles and turrets manned by the compound's guards. As the other apprentices leaped into the air and ignited lightsabers to block the incoming fire, Zarith merely slid his bike back and forth, nimbly dodging the incoming fire. There was no need to perform unnecessary force stunts and revealing your abilities to the enemy until it was absolutely necessary.

Zarith watched as the Master and Dehoir leaped over the outer wall on their way to the inner part of the compound. Gunning the throttle to full, Zarith followed them in, having seen several other of the apprentices working on the outer defenses. He leaped off of the speeder bike and landed inside the compound, his bike skidding to a stop a short distance away. With the flick of a wrist he sliced the hand off of one of the opponents that had just drawn a gun on him. With a quick spin the man was decapitated. A quick jab and another man fell to the ground, a hole in his chest. Zarith said nothing and was personally annoyed at what passed for witty repartee with several of the other apprentices.

He continued slashing down more opponents when he noticed the lithe form and red hair of Dehoir locked in combat as well. The Sith apprentice gradually made his way over to her. "Good to see you again my lady." Zarith stabbed an opponent in the stomach and smoothly slashed his blade out of the now dead body. "I trust everything is going well?"

Once her cloak had been removed, Dehoir was capable of a much larger array of movement. She quickly took on a defensive stance as another guard moved toward her location. As he fired his weapon continually, Dehoir blocked each one with her lightsaber, and countered by charging him head on. Taken aback by her brash move, the intruder lowered his guard for but a mere moment, giving Dehoir the opportunity to strike him down.

Reaching out through the Force, Dehoir felt the arrival of one of her Sith brethren. Adrenalin fueled her hatred, making her a killing machine, but to have another witness her rage....well, that just wouldn't do. Lowering her weapon, she glanced in Zarith's direction as he approached.

"Good to see you again my lady. ... I trust everything is going well?"

A seductive smile played over her features as she turned fully to face the handsome young man. Her blood lust letting as she began to calm herself.

"But of course." She paused, then continued. "And I see that you're in your element as well."

As she eyed Zarith's form intently, Dehoir could feel the oncoming presence of an enemy approaching form behind. Without so much as a flinch she raised her right arm and elbowed the guard in the face. Dehoir turned swiftly, and before his body could fall to the ground, he was ripped in half by her blade.

"I do apologize for the interruption, but perhaps this casual conversation should be put on hold until we're finished here."

She focused her attention back to the compound. With her focal point ahead of her, Dehoir addressed her dashing companion.

"With the opposition handled in this area, might I suggest we move to the compound?"

Without waiting for a response, the attractive red head grabbed hold of Zarith's wrist in an attempt to move him along with her. Gaining access into the compound was a priority, and Dehoir was not going to pass up the opportunity to demonstrate her talents....even if her Master was not present while doing so.

Leiden succeeded in taking out the first turret, slashing her blade through and around it to take the top off. It fell with a clank, sparking wildly. A sharp grin lit her face, as she focused in on moving through the men on the wall, cutting a swath of bodies as she moved her way toward the next turret. Her body was singing with adrenaline. Her mind had blocked out everything but where she was and what her hands were doing. The force was swirling around her, her anger lighting it up and making her get lost in the carnage she was wreaking.

Spinning, she crouched and took off the legs of a man, turning as she stood and smoothly sweeping her blade around to take his head off. She had just about reached the second turret. Body constantly moving forward, muscles tense, Leiden realized she was getting to the point of intoxication. She just wasn't used to so much energy at once. It was perfect. She laughed as she took down the last obstacle to the second turret. Turning she blocked blaster fire and slide behind the turret. She quickly and efficiently took it out.

Glancing down the wall, she saw another apprentice working on the turrets from the other end. One more from her should do it, and then she could get down and moving on. Leiden moved away from the ruined turret, blade moving to swat away more blaster fire. She made her way to the third turret quickly, leaving limbs, heads and bodies in her wake. With one brutal swipe, she cut down the last turret. Glancing once more at the other apprentice, she nodded quickly and jumped off the wall.

She landed in a crouch, more roughly than she'd intended. Standing quickly, she started in on the men around her, her fury at stupidity in general fueling her.

The three soldiers walked over to the fallen Sith apprentice, Rowax. One of them prodded his body with his foot, then leaned over and spit on him with utter comtempt. Then they all shared a laugh, before checking on the status of their blaster rifles, and preparing to head back into combat. They had turned around and started to walk away when a hissing noise caught their attention. As they turned around back torwards the body they heard a snap noise, and then the hissing was even louder. They completed their turn, to find themselves confronted with a being nearly seven feet tall, coated in a dark green jumpsuit, holding two lightsabers, both of them a ruby red color. They immediatly swung their blasters into line, but it was far too late. Cocking his wrists, he let both sabers fly, swinging horizontally over one another, hitting the three soliders in their mid-section, slicing them all in half. The six pieces of meat slapped onto the swamp floor.

Other soldiers heard the commotion and came running. Judicious ran over and picked up the two lightsabers, and re-ignited them both. He then held them out and low, pointed at an forty five degree angle to the ground. When the soldiers reached the point where they could see him, they raised their blasters at him. Then they saw his face, devoid of emotions except for his eyes, bloodshot, the emotion of murder clearly marked on his face. The squad commander ordered his men to fire. Twelve blaster bolts rang out. Jude ducked, crouching, and leaned forward, crossing his blades liked a pair of scissors, his arms extended out forward of him, the shots, being aimed at his head, missing. Then, releasing his hatred and pain of loss, he jumped with all his might, straight at them. With the power of the Dark Side compelling him, he crossed the distance in an instant, stunning the men, giving them no time to react at all. His two blades entered the commander's torso, at the bottom of his rib cage. He looked up into the commander's shocked face, as the two men either side of him brung their blasters into line. Then, with a smile of evil contemption, Jude swung the blades apart, opening up the commander, and he fully extended his arms, slicing through the two men on either side of him. With a fountian of bloody mist jetting into the air, the five men collapsed.

Jude stood up, licking the blood that had landed on his face with his tongue, his expression animalistic, wild, hungry. The remaining men on either side split up, three men running either direction for the walls. Extending to his full height again, Judicious proceeded to walk torwards the main structre, smiling, anicipating the slaughter ahead.

Meanwhile inside the compound, the security guards respond to the frantic call from the dead man's voice. Deception is taking its place when Nihilus hides himself when he is in another room that overlooks the entrance to the hallway and waits for the guards to show up and make mince meat out of them and he turns off his lightsabers not to tip them off when they come. Through the Force, he could hear footsteps getting closer and closer of each step.

"Perfect timing," he whispered to himself.

As the guards were coming into the hallway, Nihilus runs over to guards quickly turns on his lightsabers with lightning speed and beheads to guards' heads from the back. Nihilus drops on the floor and taking his lightning speed to slices the other two guards in half when the blades were pointing to the back as he spins it fiercely.

“Your death gives me the passion of hate, anger and lust. You guards have served me well to gain my foothold to complete my training but wouldn’t help me much but it was apperitizer. If you were a Jedi and I slain you good and show an example of dares to defy rightful the Sith Order, I would be more powerful.”

Few moments ago, there was a voice coming from one of the dead guard’s comlink but there was no answer which they don’t know what is the situation. Nihilus summoned his rage as he smashes the comlink with fury of the dark side of the Force with his foot as it slams on it ferocious. Nihilus was bloodthirsty for more violence.

Nihilus is walking through the hallways and searching for head office where it is key to this mission that Sith have brought their anger and hatred to bring an end to these wretched infidels.

A few minutes later…..

Nihilus was walking into a T junction and there were guards all around as he predicted it. The guards draw out their blasters and pointed them at Nihilus and he looked at them as he turns his head side to side. “Showtime.” Some of the guards were frightened that Nihilus saw it on their faces. He draw out his second lightsaber and ignited the red fury blade that matches his blood of the Sith, the symbol of the Sith might. Nihilus lunges in the air and leaps into action where he does a butterfly effect when he takes down a several guards by slitting their stomachs with the oozy guts pouring out. Several other guards fired their blasters at Nihilus and burned several holes into his long black robe and cloak. The fierce, raging red eyes were fill it with violence and barbaric look when he turned towards them while he puts his left lightsaber in his belt and releases his inner rage when he fights with his hands. Nihilus puts them on their knees when they fall like flies when they hit the floor hard. Nihilus finishes them off when he pulls out his lightsabers and open their mouths and stuffed their throats with the burning blade going down and killing them from the inside by killing them two at a time.

OOC: I hope thats better guys about redoing my post

Its an interesting thing, battle. Your blood rushes, your logic centers go down but your adrenaline goes up. You become battle-blind almost, tunnel visioned, youre focus is only on the heat of battle and the target before.

However, one doesn't except your target to, in all appearances, be a visage of Death itself, complete with scythe.

Shiryou seemed to float over the battle ground, his movements so smooth and fluid. The scythe blade was tempered and polished so it would deflect laser blasts, to the dismay of one sad solider who soon found out that it was his time to leave this mortal coil

In a most greusome manner. With the flick of his wrist and sweep of his arm Shiryou had disembowled the man right along his waist-line. Another sweep of the arm sliced the man in two from the waist up to the neck, his jugular vein spewing his life's blood out onto the ground. Lifting his scythe up and twirling it in a slow circle Shiryou ended the man's life with a swift slice, removing his head from the rest of his body

"Go in peices." Shiryou hissed in his ghastly manner before moving further into the compound

Zarith was pleased to hear Dehoir respond to him. Perhaps some sort of team up or alliance here would prove beneficial to them both, now and in the future. The look on her face seemed to indicate that she thought along similar lines, and perhaps was considering even more. That was something Zarith would have to consider as well.

"But of course." She paused, then continued. "And I see that you're in your element as well."

Zarith smiled at her reply. "I do have some experience in sword fighting, but the lightsaber is still a bit of a new weapon to me, but I would like to think I learn quickly. It would seem that you possess some considerable skill yourself."

"I do apologize for the interruption, but perhaps this casual conversation should be put on hold until we're finished here."

Zarith spotted more oncoming enemies and scowled. He allowed the anger at their interruption to power him in the darkside as he moved to attack them. Zarith lunged forward in a fencing style attack, stabbing the man in the chest, then quickly withdrawing his sword and slashing another man before leaping nimbly out of the way of some oncoming laser fire.

"With the opposition handled in this area, might I suggest we move to the compound?"

She had grabbed his wrist before he could reply, but he did agree with her. Let the rabble mop up, there were sure to be more inside, and that was there ultimate goal. He only hoped those inside would prove to be more of a challenge or perhaps have some valuable info they could use. They quickly approached the main building, its doors sealed shut.

Zarith motioned for Dehoir to stop at the entrance. He smiled at her and brought her hand to his lips, lightly kissing it, before letting it drop down. "Allow me to open the doors my lady."

Zarith ignited his blade and walked towards the door. He reached out with the force, sensing two men on the other side of the door. The doors and walls of the building were not overly thick, the compound having been erected so rapidly. He lashed out with his saber with a strength powered by the fury of the darkside. The saber stabbed through the wall and into one of the guards on the other side. Zarith quickly withdrew the sword and whirled around, stabbing into the wall on the other side of the door, eliminating the other guard. A dark smile on his face, Zarith deactivated his lightsaber. Bringing his hands up, he wrenched the door open with the force. He turned to Dehoir. "Ladies first of course."