Vinal Zarr – Sith Empire – Imperial Agent: Sniper
The Star Light Nebula Is said to be the thickest nebula in the galaxy. It is because of this, that it gained the name Blind Man's Run. Not very many pilots have flown through it and lived to tell the tale. However, since it is so thick, it is the perfect spot for hiding. An X-70B Phantom starship hid in the mist, peacefully floating in the dead of space. However, inside the ship was anything but peaceful.
A man strapped to a chair, resisted as electricity raced through his body. The electricity stopped.
"I'll never tell you, scum." He spit on the floor of the ship.
"If you just tell me where the files on Gordo the Hutt's dealing with the Sith Empire are, Danlo, then this wouldn't be so painful." A woman said. She was clad in many Imperial logos and a helmet obscured her face.
"I'll never tell you," Danlo replied.
The woman pulled a lever and the electricity resumed. Danlo screamed in pain once again.
"I've heard about you," Danlo said through his heavy breathing. "You're Cipher 9. One of the Empire's best spies," he said. "And I'll die before I tell you anything."
"Oh really?" Vinal said. She took off her helmet revealing a woman with, dark skin, deep red hair and cybernetic implants on her eyes and jaw.
"Yeah, you are especially known for your interrogation methods," Danlo said.
"Well, maybe it is time for you to experience it for yourself," she said as she took a syringe from her belt.
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"Thank you, Danlo," Vinal said as she examined a datapad that had all the information that she needed. Now, Hutta would never know about the Empire's interactions with Gordo the Hutt.
"Yeah, you got what you wanted. Now, help me." His voice was very shaky and afraid. Sweat dripped from his face.
"I'm sorry, Danlo but I lied." Vinal took a blaster on her hip and she shot Danlo clean through the head. Vinal left the cargo area of her ship as she pressed a few buttons on the datapad in her hands. She looked to her left and she saw a member of her team. Her bald head and pale skin identified her as a Rattataki. Her name was Kaliyo Djannis.
"I gotta say, you have some pretty creepy methods but they do get the job done," she said as she leaned against the wall.
"Whatever it takes to complete the mission." Vinal replied.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. You say that a lot," Kaliyo said.
"It's how I was raised," the agent replied. She turned to her left where her loyal protocol droid, 2V-R8, stood. "Jettison the body into space."
"Right away, master," the droid then walked into the cargo hold.
Vinal and Kaliyo walked up to the bridge of the ship, when they passes the main room, the holo-terminal in the center of the room came on. A man in an Imperial uniform came up on the terminal. The badges that he had identified him as Imperial Intelligence. Kaliyo knew this man very well.
"Cipher 9, come in. This is Keeper. Do you copy?" the man said.
"I read you, Keeper. The operation was a success. I have the information that you asked for. We are prepared to return to Dromund Kaas," Vinal explained.
"There has been a change of plans, Cipher 9," Keeper replied.
"Seemed to be a common thing with us," Kaliyo commented.
"We have an emergency. I am going to put you in contact with Darth Malgus. He will give you your next objective," Keeper said and the image of him faded away.
In his place stood a Sith Lord clad in Sith battle armor and his head was pale and scarred.
"This is Lord Malgus of the Sith Order contacting Cipher 9 on behalf of the Emperor, himself," the Sith said.
Vinal got down on one knee and bowed. "What is his bidding?"
"There is an urgent threat to the Empire. You and your elite team is required.
Vinal smiled. "I shall assemble the Empire's Fury."
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Silias – Sith Empire – Sith Warrior: Sith Juggernaut
Korriban was always a hot planet. It's dry and desolate surface paved the way for the Sith Order. Being the ancient birthplace of the Sith, it was a planet that had become so corrupted with the Dark Side of the Force. It was a sort of exile for the Sith and they thrived here, learning the ways of the first Sith and their secrets. And it made them stronger.
A giant of a man stood on the edge of cliff, arms crossed and looking out into the crimson valleys of Korriban. The boney horns on his head that formed a crown identified him as a Zabrak. His skin was red with the blood of the Sith and many black tattoos decorated his face to make him appear more menacing. His size and his appearance, made Silias one of the most intimidating Sith in the order.
He recalled the many trials that he endured in some of the caves in the distance. Those caves were actually the tombs of ancient Sith Lords.
Silias closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. Even the earth beneath his feet gave off a sinister feel. He could feel all the blood and pain that this planet had. And, being Sith, he enjoyed every second of it.
His enjoyment was interrupted when a soft beep came from his waist. He turned it on and saw a slender woman. She was clad in Imperial clothing with a sniper rifle on her back.
"Nightstrike to Rage. Come in, Rage," Vinal said.
"This is Rage," Silias said. "This better be good
"Oh, trust me. It is," Vinal replied.
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Kevame Voss – Sith Empire – Bounty Hunter: Powertech
Jiguuna was one of the many stink holes that many people on Hutta called home. With the majority of the planet being a chemical wasteland, most people don't come back to Hutta by choice. However, one bounty hunter really enjoyed the bar at Nem'ro the Hutt's Palace.
Kevame Voss, a tough girl with orange hair and covered up to her shoulders in armor, picked up a small shot glass that sat in front of her. It was filled with a dark blue liquid. She swallowed the drink and set the glass back on the counter.
After winning the Great Hunt, the biggest bounty hunting competition in the galaxy, Kevame needed a break from hunting. The bartender refilled her drink and Kevame downed the beverage. The bartender was about to refill the glass again but Kevame stopped him. She had enough. After paying for her drink, Kevame grabbed her helmet and left the bar. She looked to her right in a nearby booth. Two men were glaring at her. They were two people that competed against Kevame for her spot in the Great Hunt. Kevame patted the blaster pistol hanging by her right thigh and the two men stopped glaring at her. No one would dare challenge the Champion of the Great Hunt.
Kevame left the palace and was going to return to her ship. She stopped her her holo-communicator started to beep. She turned it on and a girl that she knew well appeared on the device.
"Scree, this is Nightstrike. Come in," Vinal announced.
"Scree here. Got something new for me," Kevame replied.
Vinal nodded. "Indeed. There is a big bounty."
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Vekin – Sith Empire – Sith Inquisitor: Sith Sorcerer
A Fury-class Imperial Interceptor flew through the dead of space. No starships or even planets were in view. Only stars could be seen. It is this type of solitude that Vekin used during his meditations.
The Sith sat, cross-legged, on the floor in his chambers. He tried to cut out everything he was feeling that was physical, focusing only on what he was feeling in his mind. Dark shadows began to swirl around his body as he reached down into his deepest darkness.
He face showed a strained expression. Normally, he could reach into the Dark Side very easily. However, something was holding him back. He gritted his teeth. He could feel the dark power that was almost his. He felt the darkness and the shadows.
Vekin was about to reach out to that darkness, when Vekin felt another presence with him. But that would be impossible. Vekin was the only one on the ship. Vekin reached for the lightsaber on the left side of his waist. He pulled it out, turned it on, and stood in a dueling stance, all in one motion. He opened his eyes and the figure of a man stood before Vekin. He glowed with a great, white light, making his features unrecognizable. Vekin couldn't even look at the man directly.
"Who are you?!" Vekin shouted with rage.
The man didn't respond. Instead, the light intensified but then quickly diminished.
Vekin looked around him. The glowing figure was gone. Vekin knew there was nothing left because he felt nothing. Vekin let out a frustrated sigh as he put his weapon away. He sat back down on the floor to complete his meditation. He closed his eyes again but he heard a call from his holo-communicator.
The Sith sighed again. He just couldn't get a break. He exited his chambers and approached the terminal. He turned it on and one of his allies appeared in front of him.
"Nightstrike to Tempest," Vinal called out.
"Tempest here," Vekin said. "What's going on, Nightstike."
"The Empire's Fury is assembling. We are to meet at the Dreadnought, The Dark Star. Meet us at these coordinates," Vinal said. With nothing further to say, her image disappeared in the blink of an eye.