Smashing the Goliath

[Shizuo Aramusha]

Shizuo stopped his retreat as he blocked two of the bolts fired off by the rebel, dropping the pistol in his hand as he brought the saber into a two handed grip. He came to a halt from his path backwards as he saw his partner being shot by the mix of rebels and mandalorians.

A rising anger and fury welled up in the sith's throat, his eyes going wide as he took a step forward, then another. Like a shark smelling blood, the screaming wind inside of him change to a hunger. A hunger for blood and for battle. Shizuo strode froward as he squared his shoulders, going from a walk to a run, not force enhanced, and held his saber in a forward guard. He slammed his saber to block the mandalorians heavy blaster bolts. The first one sending him to the left, and the next one slamming as his shoulder scrapped against the wall, metal on metal as Shizuo kept his momentum.

His partner was already going to die, nothing could likely change that. But he didn't care at this point. He just wanted to spill some blood as he closed his distance more and more with the enemy.

@Faded Truth

 

[Victoria Everett]

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Well...krifff.

The rest was history as the shots riddled into her and knocked her viciously to the side, hitting the railing and falling off into darkened abyss below. If they wanted her lightsaber...well too bad, it fell along with her body into the machinations of the space station core.

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne watched as the female Sith fell to the ground, her body convulsing, likely hulsinating in her final moments. The retreating Sith changed direction, his anger visible now.

Rayne moved forward, the Rebels in front of her, and the Sith further off, she closed the distance by a little less than half between her and the rebels, firing her last two bolts from her Renegade heavy blaster pistol in quick succession toward the Sith man's midsection, simultaneously firing two shots from her Chanti blaster pistol, also aimed at the man's midsection, four incoming bolts would make for a very tough time blocking. After firing, Rayne holstered the, now empty, Renegade heavy blaster pistol.

 

[Shere Solus]

Shere watched in slight awe at the power of his disruptor pistol as the Sith he had shot it at literally disappeared, unable to deal in any form with the destructive power of the small beam. Fortunately, the Sith's lightsaber had been hanging from the belt by a strap and was spared the literal disappearance, falling on the floor and rolling towards the corridor with the other Sith instead. Shere had no words for what he had seen, but the sounds of fighting still went on and thus he moved to turn into the hallway with the fighting, stopping himself at the last moment. "It's a hallway-" he realized, "-so if the vigilantes and Rayne shoot at the Sith-" his eyes narrowed and he stepped closer to the wall, "-they could hit me instead." Shaking his head as the realization struck him, Shere decided no to enter the corridor where the others were fighting the (to his knowledge two) Sith. He's deal with stragglers using his new favorite pistol..

 

[Tycho Draykon]

One down. One more to go. With Victoria dead they only have Shizuo to deal with now. Whom appeared to now be wanting to face the two Rebels and single Mandalorian. In a ways the criminal was hoping that the Sith would realize that staying is suicide and decide to leave. But it appears Shizuo is one of those types that would prefer to stay and fight.

As Rayne fired at the Sith's midsection, Tycho will fire four bolts as quickly as he could with his Westar Rifle at the Shizuo's chest. As he fired the officer is ready to dodge any bolts that will come his way if the Sith managed to deflect them. The clip currently in his Westar Rifle has plenty of rounds left before he will have to replace it.

The one concern Tycho has though is if the Sith decided to charge or use the force on one of the three. Though even though they are not force sensitive the three warriors can still dodge or counter if they get their timing right. They will just have to remain on their toes. Especially now that they have a determined Sith coming at them.

@Faster Than Light @Mad Dog @Ecclessey @Faded Truth @Cainhurst Crow

 

[Tyler Ward]

Tyler watched in front of him as the Sith woman in front of him was riddled with blaster bolts, leaving many charred holes of searing plasma in her. Tyler would feel bad for the Pantoran woman... if she wasn't a Sith. Putting his vision on the one-remaining Sith after Victoria died, the tall one. The Sith isn't backing down inspite of his partner dying and very outnumbered, still, the Sith is coming towards them, advancing down the hallway, that's something that has to be dealt with now.

With that, the rebel would jump backwards and his jet pack would quickly lift him, landing him back seven-meters from where he was, this is to keep distance on him. While Tyler was airborne he would aim his blaster at the tall person's unarmored legs and then fire four fast-paced shots: two going for his right thigh and the rest going to the left thigh. These blaster shots would be coming as Rayne and Tycho are firing their weapons at him. With this overwhelming amount of fire power and Shizuo being already on the move, deflecting them with his lightsaber even if haphazardly would be extremely difficult if not impossible.

As he was firing his shots, Tyler was also being mindful of the hit he sustained earlier to his chest, he would have his armored left arm resting against it to cover it up. None of the earlier bolts Shizuo Aramusha deflected came at him but just in case a stray bolt threatened to hit him his exposed wound would be safe

@Cainhurst Crow @Nommie @Mad Dog @Ecclessey

 

[Shizuo Aramusha]

Shizuo could feel the eyes turning on him as he shoved himself off of the wall from Rayne's heavy blaster bolts. There was an eerie calmness, a few moments which felt like a few whole seconds as Shizuo knew what was to come. His partner hadn't managed to even draw her blade before the combined firepower had shredded her to pieces. His fate would likely be no different, even when wearing medium armor.

Defense was pointless, and escape was not an option he would take. The storm raging inside of him demanded he kill, and kill was exactly what he planned to do. Without missing a beat Shizuo pulled his arm back and threw his saber with all of the force energy he had. The crimson blade spiraling down the hallway, aimed directly towards Tyler's position as he took off in the air, the 3 ft. blade spinning in an arc of force assisted destruction. Shizuo also brought his left hand up towards his midsection, as the blaster bolts came in.

Rayne's blaster bolts had been where Shizuo had previously been standing, before the throw had force him slightly forward. Her heavy blaster bolt tore off his right shoulder armor, a second bolt cleaving a chunk out of the sith's shoulder completely, his right arm falling to the ground as bone and flesh and metal were tore apart. The medium bolts struck, first the chest, his armor taking the hit, and the next shot striking his armored gauntlet, searing it through as a few sparks came out from the prosthetic.

The Westar Rifle however was another matter. The 4 bolts had a small spread, but at the meters away that they were, it made a different. One blew off his already damaged and gauntlet arm, sending the prosthetic to the ground. A hit in the chest blew a hole into him where Rayne's blaster had struck before, another hitting above that mark, and the final one going high, blasting a chunk out of the side of Shizuo's neck and cheek, and taking some of his teeth with it.

Tyler's own shots found their mark as well, no dodging as the blaster bolts tore into both of Shizuo's legs, a spread due to his moving spacing them out a bit but all hitting their marks. The sith stood there, armless and bleeding from multiple blaster wounds, his chest and neck bleeding out, as a sickly green flame began to dance up from all of his wounds, burning off his body as a heat like shimmer danced off the dark siders body. He stood, even after all that he had been attacked with, as his body seemed to begin shrinking down, features starting to change as he looked towards the group in front of him.

The howling. The ceaseless anger. It was gone. For the first time since turning into this thing. This living weapon for the dark side. He felt like himself again. Shizuo closed his eyes as his body began to break down rapidly, a single phrase being whispered out of him as his re-sculpted flesh fell apart on him.

"Thank you..." The kyuzo, now much shorter and scrawnier in ill fitting armor, his face practically gone as the green flames ate away at his body. The nightsister magick that had made him this way had destroyed everything of his old self, to reshape him into something radically different. Now that the magick was leaving him, so to was the power that held his body together. He fell to the ground, crumpling as the nightsister magick burn away all remnants of the kyuzo. When it finally stopped, all that was left was his armor, his saber, and two broken pieces of prosthetic.

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne approached the dead female Sith (@Victoria Everett) and the two rebels standing near her, Rayne's Chanti blaster pistol in her right hand. After loosing one last bolt into the dead woman's chest, Rayne knelt down, she now kept the pistol level and her attention split between the two men, her left hand picking up the crimson saber and clipping it to her own belt. She didn't speak, but nodded to the other dead Sith (@Shizuo Aramusha) in a way that indicated they could have his, in Rayne's mind she had done the killing of both of them, but she wasn't greedy, and in a whole had disagreed with the dissolving of the alliance between their faction and her own. The Rebels were not enemies of the Mandalorian clans, but Rayne still kept her blaster pistol at the ready in case they decided to change that..

After taking her bounty, Rayne walked slowly away, fully prepared to return fire should the Rebels decide to do so, however Rayne had a good feeling they would not. Whatever had happened, it may have boded well for the two factions, after all the enemy of my enemy is my friend..

Once she was out of sight, Rayne made her way out of the area, her weapons still ready until she got to her ship and left the station..

/exit thread.

 

[Tycho Draykon]

Tycho watched as the four bolts from his Westar Rifle struck their marks. Doing severe, fatal damage to the Sith. In no time Shizuo was a scrawny being, not what he looked like moments ago. A solemn look on his face as he watched the Sith's body burn away, taking a deep breath, "You're welcome." He had no idea why he replied to the Sith. It must have been some act of kindness or something that welled up from deep within.

He will let Rayne think whatever she wants to think, the officer knows that his shots met their mark, and most likely what brought Shizuo down. Not to mention he doesn't want to argue with a Mandalorian with how stubborn they are. With the fight over, and not seeing the two Mando warriors as a threat, the criminal shouldered his rifle.

Stepping over to Shizuo's remains he kept an eye on the Mandalorians as the man picked up the lightsaber, clipping it to his belt. Looking to Rayne he will nod quietly before turning his attention to Tyler. Placing a hand on his comrade's shoulder, "Let's get you out of here and fixed up. Come on." He will direct Tyler to head in the direction the ship is in. Following close behind to make sure neither of the Mandos attack them from behind.

@Faster Than Light

/Exit Thread