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Carnage

Speeding down the ramp on its mechanical legs, HK-47 entered the base with a mission.

It came to a stop just before it was about to head of the landing platform on top of one of the buildings, and turned to face the others. "Statement: I will enter the base through the ventilation system and engage meatbags from there. That will keep the main entrance from being too heavily reinforced. That will help you all to get inside quicker, meatbag friends of Master." Before any of them could reply, HK once again sped down the ramp. Anyone who didn't know better would say the droid was using the force to augment its speed. It was going extremely fast.

It jumped on top of a nearby building and surveyed the area.

The entire base would be best described as a war-zone. Bodies were everywhere of Republic and Sith alike -though mostly Sith- and debris was scattered around the local area that seemed to originate from a demolished building nearby.

It spotted around thirty Sith troopers firing on the strike team that was sent in.

'Target acquired'

It leaped into action - literally. Removing the Mandalorian assault rifle from its back, it began raining down lethal blaster fire onto the unsuspecting troopers.

Before they knew it, HK's quick trigger finger had eliminated eight of them.

HK took out two frag grenades from its backpack storage, primed them, and sent them flying into their backs.

Once they realized they were being outflanked, most of the Sith troopers ran for the next barricade, falling back. The two grenades exploded harmlessly into the crates that served as a makeshift wall.

The droids' eyes flashed, "Statement: No meatbags can survive my wrath." It thought about what it just said then, "Amendment: Except the Master's meatbag friends, but their time will come eventually."

It leaped off the building, and landed right in front of the Sith company falling back, "Amusement: Going somewhere before I get to slice and dice your squishy meatbag parts? I'm not done having my fun with you. I want to watch that blood of yours leak from your insides and through your armor."

The answer was around twenty blaster rifles firing on it.

It activated its energy shield, and leaped out of the way. In midair, re-sheathed its blaster rifle. Landing right on top of one of the troopers, its feet instantly smashed in the trooper's skull into the ground.

"Statement: Next!" It scanned the area quickly, and removed two short vibroblades from its back, and moved to decapitate the two Sith next to it.

"Amusement: You meatbags do not prove much of a challenge, do you." It was met by the frozen stares of the combined Sith company. Then screaming as they ran for the main entrance.

"Irritation: Not so fast meatbags, it is time to cut more of you down." Another leap, and it was in front of them again.

This time, it showed no remorse, and didn't toy with them. It began to cut down them all efficiently, and precisely.

One to the left, torso was cut off, to the right, stabbed through the heart.

"Exclamation: For the Master!" A lightning fast swing sent three heads flying at once.

They tried to run, but each time one got too far away, it would leap, and cut the offenders head off.

After another minute of this, there were four dozen corpses scattered around. All mangled, decapitated, or cut off in some form or another.

Another squad had gotten in the way, but HK showed them the meaning of mass slaughter.

Its electronic eyes scanned the area, and it noticed the Republic strike team looking at it with fear. "Statement: I am working with the Republic on this mission, you do not need to fear me...yet." With that ominous statement, it began to run over to the main entrance.

The meatbag friends with Master were already there, and were fighting the blockade the Sith had erected. They had made good headway, but due to their inferior organics, they couldn't take the grenades the Sith were using to keep them out.

'Temporary Objective: Find alternate route behind entrance blockade'

Its sensors trained on the bunker that had the pinned down Sith, and it noticed the ventilation system on top.

Leaping up onto the durasteel roof, it dropped right next to the ventilation shaft cover. It ripped the cover off easily, and began to slide in.

Once in, the droid compacted itself for ease of movement. Sliding down the small shaft, it landed on the floor in back of the entrance blockade with a metallic THUMP!

It immediately reassembled itself into droid mode, and activated its shield in time to catch two dozen blaster bolts and either absorb them, or deflect them into the walls.

"Statement: You will regret that, meatbags. The Master paid many credits to equip his unit with that shield." It took the blaster rifle back out and began blasting holes in their torsos.

Jolee, who was busy deflecting the blasters at the entrance, looked at it, "Revan really needs to tell us how his toys work sometime soon. We could have used that droids abilities here."

"Retort: I am helping your frail organics to survive these pathetic Sith troopers, be grateful I decided to help at all." After another dozen Sith fell to it, the droid moved back into the ventilation shaft with a leap, compacting itself and sliding down.

It reached the second floor, and reached out its claws to catch the shaft right below the vent cover.

Pulling itself up, it used its other arms to slam the cover into the other wall. A dozen Sith immediately answered with blasters firing into the vent cover.

'Targets acquired. Using grenade tactics to eliminate targets from incorrect rifle angle.'

Using the same arm it used to get the cover off, it took out a plasma grenade, and threw it into the side of the vent porthole, sending it flying in the other direction.

It was rewarded by a dozen screams as the grenade went off before they could get out of the way. The same thing was repeated for the other side, but they were smart enough to back away in time.

Though this had the effect of giving them a bad angle to shoot the vent from.

It immediately used its arm to flip itself over and angled itself to slip through the hole without a problem. It landed gracefully on its feet.

One of the guards seemed to give a double take, "Th-tha----that's HK-47! RUN!" The other guards immediately recognized the droid and began running.

"Statement: Not so fast, meatbags." It used its carbonite projector on one of the front-runners.

It ran around the group, and took out its vibroblades as it came around in front of them. "The Master wants to have words with the one who manages this facility. Tell me where this person is, and I will let you live."

One of the Sith spoke up first, "He's-he's on this floor. Office in the back. He was the one who coordinated this planet wide war."

"Appreciation: Thank you for your help. Now, time to die."

One of the other Sith began to back away from the droid, "I thought you were going to let us go!"

"Amendment: You didn't honestly think I was letting any Sith in this base survive, were you? I have two objectives from the Master. Find the leader and capture him, and leave no Sith alive in this base." With that, the droid began another run.

They tried to block its blades, but HK was just too much for them again. Within thirty seconds, a dozen heads were detached from their former owners' heads.

It continued down the corridor. It noticed this was the living quarters area, and checked each room it came across for any survivors. It found a couple Sith who seemed to be trying to replace gear, or were busy with something in their room. Regardless, a well-placed blaster bolt to the heart ended their life.

It encountered a couple other squads along the way, but HK's blades easily dismembered them. It even encountered some Dark Jedi, and it did have some difficulty with them. But since Bastila was using her battle meditation for the area, they were overpowered eventually.

As HK-47 neared the base master's office, it took a look inside with its thermal sensors.

'One life form, confirmed. Switching to electro-magnetic sensors.... two droid forms, confirmed.'

Its arm came out and a probe came out of its palm and inserted into the control console. Ten seconds later, the door opened, and HK stepped inside.

"Who dares to disturb me?" The Sith Master of the base looked up from his desk. His bald head was as gray as the walls. The yellow eyes looked to HK. "A droid?! A droid managed to get past an entire battalion of Sith and Dark Jedi?"

"Statement: No Jedi have posed a threat to me as of yet, meatbag. The Master wishes you alive. You will come with me willingly, or I will use other methods of taking you."

The man's eyes narrowed, "You expect me to come with you willingly after just barging in here?"

"Retort: Yes, that is the plan. You /are/ only an organic meatbag. While I am a highly skilled combat and assassin droid. You are no match for me, even if you are a force-user like my Master. If you will not come peacefully, I can and will knock you unconscious and drag you out."

The man snorted, "I'd like to see you try." He turned to the other assault droids, "Destroy that droid." A lightsaber was drawn from the man's belt, and was ignited, and then he charged the assassin droid.

HK didn't need to say anything. It knew the type of droids these were. It jumped up and on top of one of the assault droids, using one arm to hold on to the head while the other punched drilled through the plating using its computer probe. The probe attached after a few seconds, and HK began to reprogram it.

The Sith Master was just about near him, when the droid HK was on swiped him away and began to fire on him.

"What are you /doing/ you defective scrap heap!" he deflected the blaster bolts directed at him with careful flicks of his lightsaber, though he seemed to be having trouble keeping up with the now-rogue droid.

"Statement: Having fun with my new pet?" HK watched in amusement as the other droid turned to meet the immediate threat - its former brother. Bastila was using her battle meditation now, it could tell, so it didn't need to be in a hurry with this one.

Time to have fun.

HK leaped onto the other droid, and was immediately rewarded by the mechanical minion weaving and bobbing, but HK had heavy durasteel plating as well as powerful reflexes from its Star Forge design, so it stayed on top.

Once gain, the computer probe began to drill into the head of it's intended target while the Sith Master was too occupied with HK's other pet droid.

Within a minute, both droids in the room were under HK-47's command.

Taking a small leap to the ground, "Command: Assault droids, block the doorway out, the Sith is not to leave this room without my permission."

After a few nanoseconds to process, the droids leaped over to the door and entrenched.

The leader of the planetary assault force was blocked in one room.

HK went in front of the door, flanked by the two assault droids, "Ultimatum: Surrender now, and I will render you unconscious quickly and easily. This is your only chance."

The Sith Master snorted, and threw his lightsaber at HK.

HK promptly grabbed it in midair, deactivating it. The Sith Master tried to retake it using the force, but he simply wasn't strong enough in the force to tear it from the hands of a droid as immensely advanced and strong as HK.

The assassin droid flashed its eyes, and anyone who knew it would almost see the predatory smirk across its face, "Appreciation: Thank you for refusing. I was /really/ hoping you would do that."

HK-47 sprang into action.

The mans eyes' widened and he ducked to the side, trying to get out of the way of what seemed to be HK trying to leap on him.

HK was hoping for that.

Instead of landing where it was intending, it did a flip-flop to position its body at an angle which would make it roll behind the Sith.

The man clearly wasn't expecting this - at least, not with battle meditation being used on him - and thought the droid was trying to make its impact minimal.

He was wrong.

Just as HK hit the floor, one arm shot out and grabbed the ankle of the man with almost crushing strength, and the droid used this as leverage to spin around to the back of the man.

This also had the effect of breaking the ankle of the Sith Master. The first of many pains HK planned on inflicting on the man.

'The Master said he wanted this man alive. But he never said that I couldn't damage him as much as I wished.' The droids eyes flashed menacingly.

Upon hearing a scream of agony from the Master. HK released the ankle and stood up quickly in its legs, bringing its arms up around the arms and behind the neck, pinning the Sith's arms to the side and his head down, adding more pain to the already torturous position. "Statement: Now then, should I let my new pet droids have a bit of fun with you...or should I break each major bone in your body little by little?" The droid almost seemed to think for a brief second.

Its eyes flashed, "Command: Assault droids, one second repeater bursts, ten second intervals. Target forearms, thighs, legs." It waited a few seconds for them to position the repeater arms, "Fire."

Fourty seconds, and a series of very loud screams later, The Sith Master was an utter wreck.

Blood poured visibly down his arms and legs, and HK took great glee in using the Sith's lightsaber to cauterize the now unconscious mans wounds. He would live, though he would be in a lot of pain.

HK looked the body over and made sure the man would stay alive. It then looked to the other droids, "Command: One of you carry this man to the Republic attack team, and give him to the meatbag called Jolee Bindo. You will be under the command of Canderous Ordo from that point. He will be the human male in Mandalorian assault armor, carrying a repeating blaster." HK dropped the man on the floor hard, and moved back to the main computer terminal. Plugging in, it began to sort the database into its head.

The droids eyes lit up as it came across a specific section of the database.

'New objective: Examine cloaking generator and determine if systems are compatible with Ebon Hawk. If so, take essential systems back to Master.'

HK made off for the second level of the base before the strike team could get to it.

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For anyone who does not like how I handle the droid. The thing is a combat and assassin droid made by the star forge, and upgraded with the latest technology in most of the galaxy. It also has the effect of Bastila's battle meditation helping it to win.