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Two Days Prior
Clutching the folds of the dark grey hooded cloak tighter around her neck as an icy wind tore through the relatively plain looking residential street, a young slight framed figure made her way deeper into the cul de sac, the folds of the hood shifting as the figure panned her gaze around and over the various buildings that lined the side of the street.
It had been perhaps five days since the figure had set off from the Sith Junction stronghold after successfully turning in her mission, unfortunately unable to do so personally, as the star maps she had received would lead her way to Volik, a planet that the figure's father would often frequent with his shipping business. Unfortunately despite the two days of travel to reach Volik she was at a loss for obtaining any information to start with, no one had seen nor heard the young woman's father, save for the chance stranger at the end of the bar in a rather run down cantina who had recognised the name.
The aged space farer although was resistant at first to give out any information, finding that his memory was somewhat lacking and required the touch of credit chips to help recollect certain facts. Much to the young Sith's annoyance she handed over five credits to loosen his memory, if he was upfront and announced that it would cost her to find out she would have been fine with it. Still despite her irritation she was given a few choice bits of information, her father had settled down with a woman he had met in the cantina about ten years ago on Bakura, as well as the address for where they lived, at an additional cost of 50 credits, which the teen paid, and subsequently reclaimed straight after a blaster bolt was fired into the back of the man's head.
Looking over the scrap of paper one more time she checked the property numbers noted on the small pod like bungalow, with a run down speeder parked up on the drive, taking a deep breath she folded the scrap of paper into her pocket and slowly approached the door, tentatively raising her hand to knock on the door, but finding her hand was held in place in hesitance. The young Sith's father had abandoned her, Did she really want to see him again? A flare of emotions cascaded through her mind as she tried to figure out why in the Frack she was doing this, the only thing she needed to know was why?
With one more deep breath the young woman Knocked on the door before tightening up her cloak as another gust of wind passed over her whilst she waited on the sounds of approaching footsteps draw closer, swiftly the door swung open as a rather weather beaten man appeared into view, the expression on his face was one of somewhat irritation as if the unannounced visitor had interrupted something. "Yes what is it!" the man spoke, his voice making no attempt to hide his irritation. Slowly the young teen looked up at her father, her eyes narrowing slightly, as she withdrew her hood revealing her fiery hued hair, clearly the man did not recognize her hooded or not. "It's Me Daddy, Eisa" the teen spoke as her bright emerald hued eyes looked into those of her father, the tentative grin on her expression on her face furrowing away as a frown grew on her features, the man's reaction was not what she hoped for, it was one of anger.
"You should not be here!" The man spoke in a hushed snarl as if to keep this sudden revelation out of ear shot from whomever else was inside "You should be dead!" he added in the same tone. The young teen's puzzled frown darkened from the reaction and bitterly spoke words from the man, she could feel the earlier sensations of grief cutting into her once again. "Well I'm not" she responded curtly as she stepped forward, as her dad started to close the door on her, but it wasn't going to work the emotional turmoil going through the teen was starting to awaken the dark side within her, and she pushed herself indoors.
Narrowing her eyes as her father cut off her advance deeper into the house, the young teen glared at him "Get out of here Eisa!" the man snarled as she drew closer towards the man "No" she snarled, her emerald hued eyes darkening into black onyx orbs "Not until you tell me why you abandoned me" she spoke as she closed the distance, tearing away the dark cloak that had enshrouded her body, revealing her choice in attire, that was more akin to a leather swoop bike rider, comprising of padded leather combat trousers, a loose hanging white top and a leather biker jacket, completed with her various weapons holstered around her belt.
The man narrowed his gaze as he regarded his adolescent daughter, making no effort to conceal the contempt that he regarded her in. "Because you were a mistake!" the man bluntly spoke, making no effort to soften the blow to the emotional teen infront of him. "You should have died with your mother, the pair of you should have been killed but you survived" the man snarled giving the young teen a clearer understanding as to why she was sent out to play and never called back, coupled with every time she had returned home to find it empty. But as much as the truth helped answer the questions it was not helping her emotional state; anger, rage, grief and sorrow was swirling within her, as was the the dark side within the young teen, it was feeding off of the slew of emotions that was coursing through her, building and building until it reached boiling point.
Sirens could be heard drawing closer outside, it seemed that the raised voices and forced entry by the young teen had not gone unnoticed by one of the neighbors to reported the disturbance to the local security forces. But the sound of sirens was not enough to bring the teen back to her ever darkening senses, all she could do was glare bitterly at the man in front of her, raising her hands upwards the man and sending forth countless tendrils of darkened Force Energy towards the man, wrapping themselves around each of her fathers limbs and pulling them out from each other as she telekenetically lifted him into the air.
As the security Force arrived their movements were cut short by a blood curdling scream, and the tearing of flesh and fabric, blood splatters cascading over the white net curtains. Forming a firing line around the perimeter of main entrance to the building. "This is the Bakura Security Force, you are surrounded, come out peacefully or we will open fire" a authoritative voice rang out from over a tanoy speaker.
A tense silence had fell over the immediate area, as the armed security agents, held their blasters firmly pointed at the entrance to the property, their grips on their weapons tightening as the door swung open to reveal a blood soaked, fiery haired teenager slowly emerging from the property, the torn and shredded remains of her father clearly visible behind her. The teen silently stared at the encircling security agents, cold black onyx orbs boring down into each of the armed men standing in front of her, the light around the young teen visibly darkening as the twisted and corrupting energies of the Dark side ebbed through her entire being. Without a sound she stepped forward, two metallic objects clearly visible in her hands, once long and curved the other a small canister.
Before the troopers could react the teenager ignited the blade of her amber hued light saber, before casting the held explosive towards the security forces in front of her. Once again unleashing death and chaos onto the planet of Bakura. Their Crimson Menace had returned.
@The Matt @TheBrokenMadMan
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