Shinobi of The Old Republic

Alea Iacta Est


The next morning, my time had come. Finally, the last Star Map was within my grasp.

All I had to do, was enter the tomb of Naga Sadow.

My companions could not assist me, but I really didn't need their help with this.

The tests inside were simple.

One was a logic test. I had to move rings from one pillar to another, ensuring that only the final pillar had any rings on it.

The second was a test of power. Two Tarentateks blocked my path, but I Force Choked the two of them.

The last test… was seemingly designed to weed out total morons.

You were given two grenades.

One burned things, the other froze them.

You had to pass through a vat of acid.

Evaporating it would mean you would inhale it and die.

I chose the freeze grenade.

It was the right choice.

From there, it was a simple walk to the Star Map.

When I exited, Uthar and Yuthura were waiting for me.

"Excellent work, initiate. Well, I suppose you aren't one anymore. You are now a member of the Sith."

"Why would I want to be a Sith?" I asked.

That threw both of them for a loop.

"What do you mean?"

"From what I have seen, your battle strategy seems to be, 'if we kill ourselves before our enemies can, we won't lose to them'. I mean, the both of you asked me to assassinate the other. Worst part is, neither of you bothered to check to see if I was loyal to you, assuming just because I was assassinating the competition, I wasn't assassinating you. What were the symptoms of the poisons you gave me? Fatigue, shortness of breath…"

Yes, both of them were so much alike they both handed me the same compound.

Of course, it begins to dawn on them.

"And neither of you bothered to check to see if I was a Republic infiltrator, who would jump at the chance to completely geld this academy by killing off most of the students and all of the teachers. And you let me, because you wanted to be promoted quicker. Tsk tsk."

"But… you are a mere initiate…"

" You know, there are those who would consider our powers to be ...magic. While that is not entirely true, it is not entirely wrong. And there's this vid I watched, that had this quote, which I believe is quite applicable to our current situation. 'If you want to be a successful magician, always make sure you're the smartest guy in the room.' You never made sure. You just assumed."

I dispel my disguise.

Their gasp of shock is the last breath they take.

I paused.

"Wait. I just delivered a monologue while I slowly killed two people through treachery. Am I the bad guy?" I thought about it… for half a second.

"Nah, can't be."

It is then I noticed a beeping from Uthar's corpse.

After making sure it wasn't explosive, I investigated.

Dead Man's Switch.

This one triggered a lockdown of the spaceport and Academy.

Shit.

It looks like I'm going to need my 'stash' after all.

Thank you, foresight.

I exit the tomb.

"Guys, bad news…"

"Academy went into lockdown." Jolee interrupted.

"Yeah. C'mon, we need to grab my stash."

We entered the Shyrack caves, and I entered my hidden alcove.

Inside, was a replica of my Darth Revan armor, several dozen kilos of explosives, and of course, blasters. Disruptors, to be precise. Including a disruptor sniper rifle for HK.

"Well, grab all you can carry." I say, as I put on my armor.

Geared up, we assault the Academy.

HK drops the sentries, while Mission cloaks, and places the explosives on the blast door.

Once she's clear, we detonate.

Carth puts his dual disruptor pistols to good use, and lays down an obscene amount of rounds through the breach, killing five students, who stood still and tried to deflect the shots with their lightsabers, only for the disruptors to pass through them.

Jolee and I charged through the gap that brought us, with the other four taking potshots.

as soon as the area was clear, T3 started slicing the doors leading to the starport.

Once he was done, Carth once again started blind firing at anything that was on the other side of the door, killing three troopers waiting to ambush us. HK picked off the rest. I Force Crushed the door leading to the starport. As they only had a skeleton crew guarding the port, having sent the rest after the Tatsumaki and us, I allowed Mission to sneak off and find the Port tractor beam.

The rest of us blew away the rest of the guards, while Mission blew up the tractor beam keeing us grounded.

Once we regrouped, we headed to the Tatsumaki, where we discovered the other troopers. All dead, thanks to the Tatsumaki's guns.

Shikamaru hadn't woken from his nap, despite everything in the courtyard being dead besides him.

Or rather, had woken up, realized no one was shooting at him, and that the Tatsumaki had the situation well in hand, and went back to sleep.

"Hey, Shika, need a ride?"

He opened an eye.

"Sure. Just let me call Kiba."

As soon as Kiba arrived, we took off, away from this hellhole.


Alternate Ending

We entered the Shyrack caves, and I entered my hidden alcove.

"What the hell is that?!" Mission exclaimed.

The thing in question was 13.5 meters long, 8.4 meters wide, and 6.3 meters tall.

(44.29 feet long, 27.56 feet wide, 20.67 feet tall, in the Imperial system.)

The main turret had two five-barreled guns, each barrel large enough you could probably stick your head into it. Mounted on to the main chassis was what appeared to be two high-caliber machine guns fused together. On each side there was a cannon mounted on top of what appeared to be a flamethrower.

"That…" I began, as I put on my spare 'Darth Revan' armor I had stashed here as well,

"Is a Stormlord Super-heavy tank."

"...Does this thing fire slugs?" Cath asked, examining the barrels.

"Rockets." I correct with a grin. "Those cannons on the sides are laser cannons."

"And flamethrowers underneath them." Jolee observed.

"Yep."

"This is so overkill." Mission said.

"You complaining?"

"Hell no."

All of a sudden, my comlink beeped.

"Hello." I answer.

"Hello, Naruto. Feeling any better since we last spoke?" An all too familiar voice spoke.

"Hello, Mally."

"I'll take that as a yes. That, and you apparently were feeling well enough to kill Uthar Wynn."

"That, actually, was so easy it was sad."

"I'm sure. However, I'm afraid that as his commanding officer, I have a duty to do everything in my power to avenge him."

"Well, sorry to disappoint, but I'm actually on my way out. We're going to have to postpone."

"Quite the contrary. Do you really think I was so stupid that I wouldn't know your next objective?"

"More like hoping."

"The 503rd Legion is landing on Korriban as we speak. Hopefully, they will be more successful than an orbital bombardment."

"Well played, you son of a bitch."

"I learned from the best, my friend. see you at the funeral… assuming they leave enough to bury."

"That you did. See you at the Star Forge." I say with a grin, then hang up.

"Why don't we see what this baby can do?"

Needless to say, the Academy sentries were quite surprised when a tank the size of a small house came pealing out of the Shyrack caves, putting their weight in ammunition into them, and crashed through the academy blast doors without so much as slowing down.

One of the hundreds of troopers lying in ambush for them on the other side of the blast doors barely had time to utter "This is bullsh-" before being cut down by bolter fire.

After thirty seconds, Carth, who was in charge of the twin-bolters, suddenly screamed "I'm out!"

From his commander's chair, I yelled "You're out? There were four thousand rounds in that thing! T3, make sure it didn't just jam!"

T3 confirmed that Carth was indeed out.

"How?"

"Observation: The Republic Meatbag was most inefficient with his firing algorithms." HK said from the turret gunner's seat.

"There's a learning curve to operating a tank mounted gun, okay!"

"...It doesn't move. At all." I observed.

Carth was silent.

"You went mad with power, didn't you."

"Little bit." Carth sheepishly admitted.

I sigh. "Go help Jolee with the Sponsons. You take left, he'll take right."

"Thank the Force." muttered Jolee, who was getting a bit overworked dividing his attention between the two.

"Dark Jedi are moving into our blind spots!" Mission cried.

I stick my upper half out of the hatch, and spotted them.

I shot at them with a blaster pistol, but they just deflected those.

"Mission! Drive me closer! I want to hit them with my lightsaber!" I cry, igniting said weapon.

Making the choice between being crushed by a three hundred tonne tank, and engaging a man with only his top half mobile in a lightsaber duel, the leaped at me, only for me to cut them down.

We manage to break through the ambush, and make our way to the starport.

At said starport, the rest of the crew, aided by the Tatsumaki, Shikamaru, and Kiba, were holding their own... until a section of Sith armed with rockets took aim at the Tatsumaki, and fired.

At that moment, The Stormlord came pealing into the hangar bay swerved in between the rockets and the Tatsumaki, causing the rockets, which were not armed for that distance, to harmlessly bounce off the hull, where the Stormlord mowed down the Sith responsible.

Mission reversed, and backed into the Tatsumaki's cargo hold, metal screeching as it just barely fit.

Shikamaru and Kiba piled in, and the Tatsumaki took off, straight past the warship Malak sent, as interdictors were hardly standard issue, and we entered hyperspace.


AN: I hope I did the action scenes competently.

Enpsychopedia:

Bolter: The rockets Naruto mentioned.

Sponsons: An attachment to the sides of a tank, most heavily used during WW1.

Section(Military): a squad of 7-13 people.

Rockets armed for distance: In order to prevent them going off in your face, Rockets and torpedoes arm a set distance AFTER being fired. the Stormlord moved to within that distance, so they just bounced off. As for why the Sith didn't just turn this feature off… see Hunt for Red October for why that is a horrible idea.