Baptized in Blood: The Birth of Jate and Kara
A Story of Azazel, Andrea and Valar
Mandalore System, Valar's Station
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Azazel tries to keep her breathing steady as she holds her belly, wincing between contractions and loosing grunts of pain. Xen busies at her side, trying to guide her into a chair he had kept ready for her for the last week or so. "Mistress, I must advise you to sit down. We must get you to the medical facilities. Your contractions are too close together, we're not going to be able to administer an epidural at this rate!"
Azazel looses a soft yelp, face twisting in pain as she clenches her fists and turns upon Xen. "WHERE IS ANDREA, THOUGH?!" she all but sobs, finally and reluctantly letting Xen press her back into the wheeled chair. He begins down the halls in a hurried pace as she continues, "She was supposed to be here! She knew! Even Valar managed to make it back and he just ran off without thinking!"
Xen narrows his eyes as he takes a corner a little too sharp, hesitating as he tries to reorient where they were. He was far too unused to these halls of Valar's and this entire thing had him a nervous wreck. Surely if he was to mess up, Azazel would have his head. "Deep breaths, mistress. Remain calm, keep counting. How long between them now?"
Azazel sobs, "YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO KEEP TRACK OF THAT!"
Xen plants a hand on her shoulder comfortingly as he pauses and busies himself with his commlink, calling ahead to the medical staff, "Azazel is going into active labour, please ready the facility for our arrival… And do call Alor Gra'tua to be present… And please,
PLEASE, keep an active watch for the arrival of Mistress Andrea and send her to the medical bay immediately upon arrival…" He winces and draws his hand away, warbling out a pained note as he realizes the surface of Azazel's skin had begun to heat up. "Mistress! Control yourself! If you can't keep from tapping into your powers at this critical moment, I will be forced to find some way to keep you from doing so!"
Already, flickers of fire were beginning to erupt over her skin before she finally cuts them off. "Easier said than done!" she roars out, "You don't have these parasites trying to rip you in twain!"
Xen rolls his eyes and picks up his pace towards the med bay, "Just… Deep breaths, mistress. Hold off from pushing, yet. We'll be there soon."
Valar Gra'tua stood in the hangar section of Beskar Station, watching as a shuttle landed and let its passengers disembark, he straightened himself as he looked at his stations new 'guests'. "Andrea... a delight to see you."
Andrea smirked as she strode forwards, flanked by Trizz and Khanna, "Yes I am sure you are happy to see me, where is Azazel?" She could just imagine how he disliked having her here, Azazel giving birth must be bringing back some memories of what happened when their daughter was born.
"She is in her room and-" He began before suddenly pausing, holding up a hand as clearly someone began talking to him on his private commlink. "She has just been admitted to the medical bay." He gestured to two Mandalorian warriors. "Escort Andreas people to where the rest of Azazels people are gathered." He glanced at Andrea, "No offense, but I rather have only you be present, without any of your people, no exceptions." He said in a firm tone that expected no argument.
She was about to ask to have Trizz present, another medical professional would never hurt but hearing his tone she merely nodded and gestured. "Lead the way."
Moments later the two sith, joined by Bo, Andrieke and a dozen or so Gra'tua mandalorian commandos who merely stood by and on guard, entered the medical bay where Magog and his chosen medical staff where already surrounding a bed with Azazel on it, Xen standing next to it unwilling to remove himself even after being asked by Magog and other doctors repeatedly.
Ignoring Valar and his people she hurried forwards, glaring at any medical staff that would stand in her way to join at Azazel's side and grab her hand, squeezing it. "I am here my love."
His glare followed Andrea but he also stepped forwards, joining Azazels other side, nodding to Magog who resumed his work. "As am I." He said softly, watching Azazel, "It is time then." His voice filled with emotion, perhaps even a hint of nervousness.
Azazel grasps their hands, squeezing them so hard her knuckles turn white, as she scrunches her face up, fighting back another choking sob. "Valar, you bastard, you did this to me!" she snarls out, sweat beginning to bead upon her flesh and her breath coming more heavily. "I'm going to ki—" she trails off into another short cry as the doctors busy about her. Xen looks nervously at Valar, certain she did not mean to kiss him. He clears his throat, "Magog, perhaps a force sedative of sorts for the Mistress… If not for Valar's sake, then for the childrens'."
She resists the urge to snicker openly, knowing full well what Azazel was going through, she did not react to the pain in her hand, merely squeezing back to let Azazel know she was there and supporting her.
Magog brought forth a needle, tapping it. "I am already doing so." He said with a irritated voice. "It would help if you... and in fact anyone who isn't a medical staff or parent to be, to remove themselves from her side so we can help her and the twins with our full capabilities." He said as he jammed the needle in Azazel's arm and injected her with some sedatives that would suppress her force abilities for some time. And then quickly stepped back in case she would punch him or worse.
Gra'tua simply stared back at Azazel, tracing over the back of her hand with his thumb. He knew from experience it was the wisest course of action to remain silent since it seems Azazel was reacting just as... violent... as Andrea was.
Andrea let out a snort and traces through Azazel's hair. "I am not going anywhere."
The injection was like ice into her veins, and as it courses, she finds herself whimpering at the sudden disconnect she felt from the force, with everything. She looses a steady stream of curses between gasps and winces and watches Magog retreat before she could exact retribution. Xen hesitates, watching Azazel and pales, nodding at Magog and slowly retreating. In all truth, he did not want to watch the horrors of birth and now he had an excuse not to be present. "Imagine she's ready. Judging by her reactions, the contractions aren't very far apart anymore." Azazel huffs out and gnashes her teeth, "Thank the Sith Gods."
Magog came back, but still kept his distance, force powers were suppressed for now but she still had her arms and legs. "We had no time to discuss it earlier but do you wish to give birth naturally or do you wish to make this a full medical procedure lady Azazel?" He sounded perhaps a bit too eager because he noticed his Alor looking in his direction, sensing the glare behind Valar's mask.
Andrea snatched a wet cloth from one of the medical staff and began dabbing it over Azazel's forehead.
Azazel snaps back at Magog, "Does it seem like I care?! I JUST WANT THESE THINGS OUT OF ME."
Magog looked at his alor who have the briefest of shakes of his head. "No procedure it is! Unless there are complications then, well then what are you waiting for? Start pushing woman!" He chuckled and went to direct his staff.
For the next four hours, the tension was high in the medical facility as people bustled about and checked on Azazel as she attempted to push out the first of Valar's hellspawn. On more than one occasion, Azazel found herself attempting to reach out to the force, wanting to mutilate one of the staff who had a bit too much of a mouth on them, or even Valar for the briefest second, being the wretched cause of all of it. However, they appeared to be safe as she was blocked thanks to the sedative. However, for a moment, she did break her grip upon Andrea's and Valar's hands and make to bring him arm during a particularly bad contraction. His wearing of his armour did him well.
Finally, one of the staff suddenly exclaims excitably, "She's crowning! I see the first head!"
She grabbed Azazel's hand again and squeezed, "Almost there love, almost there. Breathe and push!"
Valar meanwhile was very glad he was wearing his armour, Azazel clearly intending him harm in this state, when he heard the nurse shout out the first head was showing he went to the foot of the bed in preparation of seeing a glimpse of his children.
Azazel glares at Andrea, about to slap her for telling her to do something she was already doing but finds herself forgetting to do so as she cries out and continues to push. She huffs and puffs, screaming at the top of her lungs as the first of her children are brought into the world. She looses a whimpering sob, horrified there was still another one yet and already feeling exhausted.
She was trying to be as supportive as she could for Azazel, seeing the angry glare before she cried out again and resumed her pushing. She had no idea how much time passed but then all of a sudden crying could be heard as a new life announced its presence in the world. "The first is here Azazel! Almost there, not long now!" She said excitedly.
Gra'tua watched as Magog helped deliver the first of the twins, handing her to a nurse who gave a loud slap to the baby's buttocks and he started crying loudly as his, noticing it was a boy, son indicated he was definitely using his lungs. But Azazel was only halfway there.
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Meanwhile...
Two ships with stealth equipment had made it past the patrol ships of Clan Gra'tua without being detected, drifting to the station and then clamping on with boarding collars. Commencing to cut through the hull with advanced plasma cutters, gaining entrance to the station shortly.
Figures crawled through the entrances they had cut open, figures wearing black armour and carrying a varied array of weaponry, surveying the scene for a moment before they seemed to be satisfied and more figured emerged, several setting up positions to guard the ends of the corridor they had made their entry while the others started venturing deeper into the station, moving with definite purpose.
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In total, the birth of the twins would take four hours. Azazel growing soaked in sweat and screaming loudly as she struggles to push out the second of her brood. Four grueling, painful hours, and the top of the second, her daughter, could be seen. She pants raggedly as she strains to complete. And with one final wail of pain, the second is born. Azazel slumps back into the pillow like a leaden brick and groans, eyes starting to close before she reaches her hands up and out, "Give me my children." She blinks her eyes, struggling to stay awake.
Magog glanced at his alor as if for confirmation who just stepped forwards, taking the twins in both his arms, looking down at the cleaned and swaddled newborns. "Heh." He smiled softly behind his mask, "They have your eyes." He said softly as he approached Azazel and presented the twins to her.
Azazel takes them from Gra'tua and cradles them against herself, looking at their squishy pink baby faces. Her face softens and her eyes begin to water as she draws them closer against her and softly kisses them upon their brows. These were her children. All that, and here they were, she had them in her arms at last… And it made it all worth it. She looks up at Valar and murmurs, "Our little Jate and Kara…" She smiles softly, exhaustion apparent on her face, but reluctant to release them.
Andrea looked at them, smiling. "They are beautiful." She murmurs softly to Azazel, part of her feeling awed to be present. Sensing that both twins were strong in the force, she had expected it seeing as Azazel and Gra'tua were the parents but that would not have been a guarantee.
Magog and two nurses stepped forwards, the Mandalorian physician coughing softly, "Lady Azazel? May we have the children please?"
Azazel opens her mouth to protest, before slowly nodding. She gives a stern look to Magog and hisses out to him, "If any harm are to come to them, rest assured, there will be no corner of this galaxy you will be safe."
Magog glanced at his Alor who just nodded as the nurses stepped forwards to take the twins and then proceeded to head to the other side of the med bay. Gra'tua meanwhile stepped forwards, taking hold of Azazel's hand and squeezed it. "Azazel... my love. How do you feel?" He asked gently.
Rolling her eyes she snorts, "How do you think she feels you moron!? She's exhausted." After all these years and experiencing the same with her giving birth to Kyr'am and he was still dense!
She looks between the two and just sighs, letting herself fall back against the hospital bed and closes her eyes, "I feel like I'm half-dead… So, if you two would keep from snapping at each other's' throats… Just for a little while… I'd appreciate it."
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At a control room, on the deck which had Beskar Stations medical bay located the doors opened with a hiss. The nearest on-duty operator looking up from his screen to see who had entered. His brows shooting up in confusion, "What-" Was all he managed to utter as silenced blasters opened fire from the doorway killing the staff of the control room within seconds.
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He ignored Andrea's words, eyes only on Azazel. "I am sorry to ask this right now but there is no better time for it than right now actually..." He trailed off, searching for words while also waiting for Azazel to open her eyes and look him in the eyes as he removed his mask and placed it aside.
Azazel takes a slow breath, barely managing to open eyes as she looks back at him, "Whatever is it, Valar?..."
He smiled softly, almsot sadly as he closed his eyes and then opened them, nodding to himself as if he had decided upon something. "Azazel...." His eyes narrowed, "Why did you try to have me killed on Mandalore three days ago?"
Azazel looks at him, at a loss for words that he had found out… And so soon. Her heart races as she bites her lip, nothing she could say would sound good, and as of this moment, he had possession of Jate and Kara. Her gaze flickers to Andrea before she looks back at Valar, "You honestly think I would try to honestly try to see you dead? At a time like this?" She scoffs weakly, "Valar, whatever would make you think this?" She straightens herself up with a grunt of pain, trembling.
He pulled his hand away in disgust, glaring at Andrea before turning his gaze back at Azazel. "I am not one of your zealots Azazel." He said through gritted teeth, his anger... and immense sadness showing as he realized he had been right when he got the interrogation reports. "It was you... only you knew I had left my ship and had the time and resources to arrange the attack on such short notice... and I can sense your hand in it.... I only want to know why... and if you worked with someone else." He glared again at Andrea upon saying that.
Behind them, Xen noticed that Bo and Andrieke, as well as the 12 commandos had their blasters out, all pointing at him with Andrieke shaking her head, "Not a single move trunk-face."
She blinked, she had no idea what was going on but noticed that those Mandalorians had their blasters out, some of them pointing them at Azazel's man while others were aiming them at her. "Gra'tua... I have no idea what is going on, but let's not be hasty... she is the mother of your newborn children..." She was saying while remaining calm, trying to diffuse this situation whatever it was. And definitely not reaching for her lightsaber.
Azazel sets her jaw as she glares icily at the Mandalorian. She raises her chin, clenching her hand now that he had withdrawn from her, "I did not honestly try to see you dead, Valar. I sent them, yes, but if I truly wanted you dead, that would not have been how it would have gone." Azazel huffs and tries to shift forward, but frowns and slumps back, exhaustion and the pains from delivering the twins getting the best of her. "I would do with you as I intend with that bastard, Traiserus, if I wanted you dead. I would do it with my own hands, at the point of a lightsabre…" She grunts and relaxes back, running a hand back through her hair, "It was a stupid test… To see you have not grown lax in these recent months… To ensure you could protect them."
She steadies her gaze upon Valar, tears at the corner of her eyes, "Love, that monster wants to kill them… He will stop at nothing to see me harm, even at the cost of their lives… Which…" She swallows, barely able to force out the next part, "Which is why, our Jate and Kara will be in your custody…"
He snarled, "A stupid test... then tell me, what if I had 'failed' that test, meaning I would have died, meaning you did try to have me killed!" He exclaimed loudly, the anger he had been suppressing the moment he began to suspect boiling to the surface.
He then pointed accusingly at Andrea, "What is it with women wanting me dead the moment I am going to have a child with them!?
"If you had failed, then you would not have deserved to by my Riduur or to raise them, in the increasingly likely event I am to die!" she snaps back, "You were not there when Traiserus simply sent his lackey of a son to attack us! AND HE WAS TOYING WITH US! It was by sheer luck I did not die that day. Or did you fail to realize, before I went for repairs at your facility, that the entire bridge was forcibly removed from my craft?!"
Andrea did her best to make not a single movement that might make Gra'tua or his people think she was going to attack. "Valar, calm down, Azazel just wanted to make sure you were worthy to protect your children, this Traiserus wants her death, when his son attacked Korriban, that Marcus said so himself that Traiserus wanted to cut the children out of her pregnant belly. Azazel just wants to be sure her children will be safe..."
"SILENCE!" He shouted at Andrea, "You are not part of this discussion bitch." He snarled, gnashing his teeth. "Yes I was not there! I know I was on my way and I did my best to keep you safe these past few months! And yet you tried to have me killed... as some sort of test!? Instead of just asking me? Or telling me you had concerns!? You instead orchestrated a attack that could have seen myself or my firstborn dead! Tell me that in the event of myself and my eldest daughter dying you, with children born from my and your blood wouldn't have been useful to make my clan follow you instead." He said, his voice cold. "If you truly thought of me as your riduur you would have been honest with me.... instead you tried to have me killed... test or no." He grabbed hold of his lightsabers, pulling them loose and ignited them.
The moment he ignited his sabers she placed her hand on the hilt of her saber and readied her hand to throw lighting his way to hurl him back if he made a move to stab her or Azazel. "Gra'tua...." She said, though a hint of conflict came to her. Azazel tried to have Gra'tua killed... with Kyr'am there as well?
She looks, in fright, between the two of them. "Cease this, the both of you!" she cries out, "Don't do this! Don't taint the day of their birth like this." She gasps with pain as she pushes herself up to stand, on unsteady legs. "Kyr'am is a big girl, you have trained her well and she is just as strong as her father. You know she was not really in harm's way. You weren't either… Or are you saying you're so pathetic as to die to a rival clan who have yet to submit to you." She reaches out and places her hands onto Valar's shoulders to steady herself, "Or are you saying you are no longer going to be Mandalore?"
Before anyone else could reply the doors to the medbay opened from multiple sides and black armoured figures ran in, coming inside from three seperate directions. Two of the groups stared at the scene, perhaps a moment of confusion upon seeing mandalorian commandos with weapons drawn at Andrea, Azazel and Xen but it seemed that whatever training kicked at once and they brought up their weapons to fire squeezing the triggers.
The third group stumbled almost right into Magog and the two nurses holding the twins, the leader of this group seeing the swaddled bundles and crying out. "GRAB THEM!"
As the other two groups opened fire on the surprised sith and warriors, stunning blasts bursting forth from the weapons of the new arrivals. The shots missing the sith but the ones being shot at the mandalorians and Xen on the mark, dropping them to the ground.
The third group shot down Magog and the two nurses with ease, two of them quickly running forwards to catch the nurses and relieve them of the bundles before they would drop to the ground. "WE HAVE THEM! WEAPONS OFF STUN!"
"What by the bones of the sith is happening!" Andrea shrieked as these newcomers stormed in and began shooting. She just reacted, turning to the nearest group of hostiles and unleashed a storm of force lightning on them.
Andrea reacted by instinct as she hurled waves of lightning at the attackers the storm of force lightning rolling over them. Seven of the ten black armoured individuals were scorched and burned alive by the lightning, cooked in their own armour as electric shocks made them convulse and die in tremendous pain.
And with the launch of Andrea's force lightning, Azazel feels a flicker once more, her connection with the force beginning to return. She attempts to wrap a barrier about herself, but nothing happens. "Valar, save them!" she screams as she lurches forward to recover her lightsabre from Xen and sweeps up a discarded vibroblade from one of Valar's unconscious followers. She snarls and launches herself at the group opposite the crispy corpses.
She had been at the point of passing out before but clearly this argument with Gra'tua and the fact that these itnruders had her children drove Azazel into a murderous frenzy as she gutted two of the black armoured intruders, stabbing them through their armour as if they weren't even wearing any.
The three survivors from the force storm assault switch the stun setting of their blasters off and opened fire at Andrea.
The group Azazel charged into was divided, five of them opening fire at Andrea and Gra'tua while three others drew blades to attack Azazel.
The third group also split up, five of them moving forwards opening fire at Andrea and Gra'tua while the last five with the twins started backing away, retreating as fast as they could.
The three survivors were clearly rattled by the force storm, as their shots simply went wide all over the place.
A enraged sith among them was distracting the gunners near Azazel with their shots going wide as well, the ones engaging Azazel with blades had more luck, two drawing her attention so that the third scored a fleshwound on Azazels back.
Those that had split off from the third group had more luck as their shots hit, but failed to penetrate the armour of the two sith.
As these intruders started shooting all of them it was clear they were not his, Azazels or Andreas people, with a cry of rage he charged for the five intruders blocking him from those who had taken his children from Magog, lightsabers twirling.
The five figured stepped back and otherwise backed off, disengaging before any of the lethal lightsaber blades could get close to strike them however.
Definitely annoyed now that people were shooting at her she turned to the three survivors from before and hurled more lightning their way.
Seeing her hurl lightning before the three knew what was coming and quickly ducked for cover behind medical beds and devices to evade the lightning storm.
Azazel winces, feeling far too many stings and aches after she felt the blade of one of her opponents sweep across her bark and leave a shallow wound. She curses under her breath, fury in her eyes and more than ready to torch all those before her, if not for the block. With the lack of force powers, though, she simply tries to satiate her growing call for blood by lashing out with her weapons.
The armoured intruders backed off as she started flailing wildly with her weapons, one of them commenting. "Is she glowing from just giving birth?"
"Nah I think that's her enraged at us kidnapping her babies."
As the lightnign storm passed the three Andrea was occupied with popped out of cover firing shots off rapidly.
The five gunners near Azazel also blasted away at Andrea while their companions resumed lashing out with their blades at Azazel.
The ones entangled with Gra'tua drew swords and pistols and began trying to find a opening to cut him open or shoot a pistol in his face.
The ones with the twins meanwhile ran out of the med bay in the corridor beyond.
The people shooting Andrea were very motivated it seems to take down the sith who was hurling lightning, their shots punching clean through her armour and into her stomach makign her lose her balance and drop to the ground with several small craters in her chest armour.
As Andrea falls down the others shooting her way had their aim spoiled and their shots impaced on the bed Azazel had vacated.
The ones trading blows with Azazel were too busy staying out of reach of the wildly flailing vibrosword and lightsaber to get another attack. The ones attacking Gra'tua fared no better
Definitely enraged now Valar cursed in Mando'ade and lashed out rapidly with both his lightsabers, trying to cut his opponents to pieces.
Two of them were cut down, their dismemberred pieces littering the floor but the other three remained alive and well.
She coughed up some blood, heaving herself up and a hand wandering to her chest, feeling the punched holes in her armour. "Why do enemies keep ruining my chest pieces..." She muttered before she shuddered with pain as she got to her feet bringing forth a bubble of the force around herself to hopefully evade more shots her way.
Her eyes flicker back towards Andrea for the briefest of second, concerned. However, her attention does not remain from her own fight for long as she feels her powers flickering once more. The drugs were wearing off. She reaches out and summons a wrap of insulating protection about herself as she presses on the attack.
The people she was fighting decided to not be near Azazels blades however, preferring their limbs attached together. The armoured commandos resumed fighting their original targets remaining the same.
A torrent of blaster fire and swords clashed, only Valar nearly being cut but able to quickly dodge out of the way of the worst of it.
As Valar counter-attacked after dodging he beheaded the first, stabbing the second in the stomach and twisted the blade up to his chest before pulling out and thrusting both blades through the head of the third and last commando he was engaged with, freeing him from their obstruction to resume hunting after the ones who had left the medbay with the twins.
She glared at the three who kept shooting her, her eyes ablaze with fury. "I am Darth Andrea, of the sith and I will not be killed by some random encounter!" She screamed as she brought up her hands and just let loose with wave after wave of force lightning from her hands.
And again the commandos ducked into cover as the lightning was fired, perhaps she should try a new trick that wasn't as easy to figure out what was coming.
Azazel looses a snarl, growing weary with the fools before her. Her rage begins to manifest in flickering flames along her arms. It would seem the sedative was out of her system… With a roar of her anger, she lets loose a billow of flames at those before her.
Two of the commandos dove out of the way but one wasn't so lucky letting out a cry before being burned alive, nothing but a burned husk falling to the ground.
The commandos kept firing, the three Andrea was hurling lightning at stil lfiring at her while the now 2 left with Azazel tried trying to stab her once more. The five who had been shooting Andrea turned, seeing Valar had dealt with their companions and opened fire at his back with rapid fire.
Blasters impacted on the force bubble around Andrea, evaporating her protection into nothingness.
The one firing at Gra'tua seemed to be on the mark, Azazel sensing they would hit and tried to intercept the blasts, diverting with her saber so Valar could run after the ones that had kidnapped their kids. Her jump was foiled however as those attackign her took hold of the opportunity and scored some hits, stripping her force protection. The ones shooting Valar stil lgot their shots off... and hit him right in the spine, penetrating the armour and dropping Valar to the ground.
The ones engaged with Azazel tried to score more hits but this tiem Azazel was prepared and they failed to hit her.
Pain was coursing through him as he got to his feet, the pain immense as it shot through his back and spine from where he was hit, blearily he raised a bubble of protection around himself and kept goign after the ones who had gotten the twins, albeit slowly due to his injury. The pain reminding him off his comms however, "This is alor Gra'tua... enemy intruders on the medical deck... black armour, weapons on stun... they have my children!" He received no reply but paid no heed to it as he started picking up his pace
Andrea got on her comms as well, shouting into it. "Trizz, Khanna! Get your arses up here we are under attack and they have the babies!"
She got a reply from Khanna, "On our way, some clan Gra'tua are in the way, dealing with them."
Andrea let out a small sigh of relief before she turned to her three attackers, snarling as she changed tactics, using the force to lift up various medical equipment, beds and just hurl them with force at the three of them, if able picking up those three and just smack them into a wall to break their bones.
The three attacking Andrea were surprised when she did not hurl lightning, too late to dodge the numerous objects hurled their way before they themselves were also picked up and hurled against a wall with a series of sickening cracking sounds and their bodies bend at unnatural angles.
Azazel doesn't even try to summon up more of her protection yet as she simply shifts to the side and sends out a wave of force, intent on throwing her attackers into those still shooting at Valar.
Her attackers wavered but remained standing.
With battle cries the two attack Azazel while their fellow commandos resumed firing on Gra'tua.
The managed to get past her guard, delivering more fleshwounds, one on her arm and another on her leg, this seemed to enrage the sith only however.
Their aim still true at the tempting target of Valars back but only stripping away his bubble of force protection.
Gra'tua ignored the urge to lash out at those attacking him from behind, still moving forward and reaching the exit, still inside the medbay but able to peek out into the corridor beyond, there was no sign of the ones who had taken the twins however and the pain clouded his senses to detect his children.
She turned, seeing only seven of the enemy left but Azazel was in the middle of them, she winced in pain and fervently hoped Azazel hadn't forgotten the tremor in the force that would announce Andrea using a force storm, even so she shouted. "Azazel! Move!" Before she unleashed her power.
Azazel dove out of the way as Andreas storm passed over, those two she had been fighting noticing what she did and did likewise, evading Andrea's wrath. The five gunners were not so lucky as lightning coursed through them, once the lightning storm passed they collapsed, smoke pouring out of the seals of their armour.
As they dive out of the way, Azazel another burst of flame at the two remaining, "Andrea, with Valar, I've got this!"
The two remaining commandos had no time to scream as flames engulfed them, killing them instantly.
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Lydavis leads the group true through the corridors, following the faint presence of the force that belonged to the twins. Just as they round the corner, the presence growing nearer, the group of Andrea's and Azazel's followers manage to just catch sight of the kidnappers with the swaddled twins in their arms. Lydavis curses and taps into her commlink, attempting to contact any of Gra'tua's frequency… Only to receive static. She curses under her breath, instead looking at Trizz and Khanna, "Tell your mistress our location and which way they are going."
Khanna tapped her comms. "Andrea, we caught sight of the kidnappers, in pursuit." She replied hastily while also giving her best description of where they were and receiving confirmation from Andrea that she was on her way with Azazel and Gra'tua.
Khanna was then about to round the corner when she got a preminition of what lay ahead, skidding to a halt and cursing silently, Turning to Azazels people. "They are lying in wait, a E-Web repeating blaster is setup along with 3 more people with blasters."
She readied her lightsaber pike, not yet igniting it. "I'm going in though..." She said as she used the force to cloak her from view, hopefully and rounded the corner.
One of the commandos saw a flickering however and shouted out, getting into action and opening fire but only hitting air.
Kitt grimaces as the guns go off as Khanna goes forth. She looks at Janii and nods at her as she draws a grenade out and taps on her personal shield. Janii readies her gun and nods, activating her holodecoy device and sending forth a projection of herself in order to distract the guards. Kitt waits a beat before gesturing for Janii. The two charge into the hall, Kitt throwing the grenade in her hand as Janii lets loose with her blaster. Lydavis herself holds back a moment, summoning up her protection.
They round the corner, Janii firing, downing two commandos as Kitt threw her grenade, her aim off and too much strength in her throw as it sailed over the E-Web and commandos, detonating at the back of the still running group with the twins, catching the rear member who falls over, wounded with schrapnel in his back and slumps to a wall, the others ignoring their comrade and still ran for it.
Trizz rounded the corner after Azazel's people seeing Khanna was alive still thankfully and fired at the E-Web crew.
Trizz downs one of the E-Web gunners right between the eyes.
There were 2 commandos left, 1 manning the E-Web and both opened fire iwth their weapons.
A volley of blasterfire from E-Web goes out obliterating the shields of Janii and Trizz, Kitt diving out of the way just in time, but the full force of the E-Web hit Darth Khanna ripping through her armour like tissue paper. Falling on her back her chest area a gory mess.
The same was about to happen to Trizz as the other commando fired on her but then out of nowhere Kitt jumped up and tackled Trizz aside the blasters impacting on Kitt's shields, draining them but saving Trizz's bacon.
Not able to help herself Trizz grabbed hold of Kitt's head and kissed her deeply and passionately for her save before scrambling up as she had witnessed what happened to Darth Khanna, rushing to her side to stabilize her with her medical skills.
Trizz looks up, "Go on! I need to stabilize Khanna!"
Lydavis waits for the gunfire to die down, like a true Sith, and finally steps out, releasing a storm of the force at the gunners remaining. Kitt, herself, stands to her feet and starts running forward, unhooking a stun grenade from her belt, ready to duck, dip, dive and dodge and lob it as soon as the enemy was back in sight. Janii, meanwhile starts rushing forward, pausing to fire at the gunners.
A combination of force lightning and blasterfire from Lydavis and Janii shock and blasts the 2 remaining commandos off their feet, Kitt evading the lightning storm ignores everything and just runs past, almost rounding the corner the group with the twins went into.
The wounded commando slumped against the wall after being injured by the grenade feebly raises his blaster, trying to shoot Kitt.
His hand was trembling however and his shot went wide.
Trizz still tried to stabilize Khanna but the sith disciple was in bad shape, as Trizz was working Khanna started going into seizures.
Kitt begins to round the corner… And spies, right then, the four commandos splitting up into two groups to go into the separate holes cut into the hull as well as a group of five running straight at her. She makes a split second decision, heart racing as she realizes she really would be risking her life here… As she draws back her arm, and throws the grenade towards those trying to board. She awaits the gunfire of the remaining five to rip into her. And that is when Janii bursts behind her and open fires upon those in the hall, her gun set to stun to not risk the babes.
As Kitt throws the Grenade Janii appears at her side, gunning down the enemy commandos with extreme prejudice, Kitts grenade bounces off the ceiling right down at the stunned commandos and goes off, with no effect since they are already knocked out.
The two commandos holding a twin each hurried through the hole, their escorts turning around to witness their comrades getting stunned, with a curse they drop their blasters and retrieve items from their belts, thermal detonaters and prime them rolling them towards their stunned comrades, Kitt and Janii.
One of the thermal detonators was a dud, not going off at all, the other however detoanted, vaprozing the stunned commandos and hurling Kitt and Janii off their feet back into the corridor they had come from. After a moment Kitt opened her eyes, her armour ripped open and some schrapnel had lodged itself in armour and her arm but she was still in one piece and breathing. Glancing over at Janii however... the cyborg woman was a mess, flesh and cybernetics were torn up and she was bleeding all over, she looked almsot if not as bad as Khanna was, her life on the verge of death.
From the corridor where Khanna, Trizz and Lydavis were came running footsteps as Andrea, Azazel and Gra'tua came in view, the three sith finally caught up.
Andrea widened her eyes, seeing Khanna all sorts of messed up with Trizz hovering over her, running forwards she pushed Trizz out of the way. Wordlessly grabbing hold of Khanna by her shoulders and drew upon the dark side of the force and then let loose dark side energies into her disciple to save her life.
At first it seems what Andrea was doing was not helping but then a surge of dark side energies burst forth mending Khanna's wounds as best they could, she wasn't recovered but at least she was no longer on deaths edge.
Lydavis was on her way down the hall when she saw the explosion knock back the pair… And they both looked worse for wear, Janii in particular. Lydavis keeps going, looking sympathetically at Janii as she draws in the force… And launches lightning at the two commandos in the hall, not slowing her pace. Kitt watches her, body trembling in shock, gaze bleary and the world so far away, before out of the corner of her eyes, she spies the sith masters running as best they can. Azazel, looking pale, exhausted and near dead on her feet… Andrea with craters in the front of her armour, bloody… Gra'tua looking pained, and from what she could see, similar craters. It all seemed surreal. Azazel, meanwhile, looks at them all with wide eyes as she keeps running as best she can, stumbling over her own feet with exhaustion, though her heart beat so hard, she could hear the pounding in her ears.
The lightning imapcts none of the commandos who turn and try to leave but freeze as they hear the soudns of the hatch to their shisp close, knowing what was about to happen they quickly draw their blasters and point them at their heads, deciding for a quick death a second before the shisp detach and vent the corridor into space.
Lydavis widened her eyes and jumped back, jsut as the emergency bulkhead doors smash shut, saving her life. Her heart pounding she noticed Janii was breathing better however. A blastershot broke the silence, the injured commando slumping over with the barrel of his blaster in his mouth.
Alarms of a hull breach started ringing but that left the sith and their battered people with their thoughts... and the slow realization that the intruders had escaped, with the twins.
Azazel stares at the bulkhead with wide eyes, before simply crumpling to the ground, too weak to keep going and her heart heavy as tears begin to flow freely.
Gra'tua slowly moved forwards, past the bodies of friend and foe alike as he palced a hand on the bulkhead... and then punched it with a cry of despair and rage. "KASHIIR! GORAN! ANYONE! RESPOND DAMN YOU!" He shouted in his comms, the other end still silent no matter what he tried.
Andrea was still cradling the body of Khanna, looking on stunned, had this really happened? How... how had this come to be?
Lydavis stares on with horror, looking at her mistress, trembling, at a loss for words. Kitt breathes raggedly, her midsection searing with pain from the detonation. She tries to push herself up, but her arm was not holding her. She murmurs under her breath, "I wasn't good enough… I am so sorry."
Kitt breathes raggedly, her midsection searing with pain from the detonation. She tries to push herself up, but her arm was not holding her. She murmurs under her breath, "I wasn't good enough… I am so sorry."
9:15 AM - Sarzum: *********
They were all in the medical bay, Valar, Andrea, Khanna, Janii and Kitt being tended to by medical staff. The reason for Valar Gra'tua not able to communicate with anyone revealed as a control room had been breached, its staff murdered and systems hacked to prevent any communication on any clan Gra'tua channels sending or receiving from the medical deck. Furthermore, besides the murdered control room staff there were a total of thirty Mandalorian commandos of clan Gra'tua dead, ten more had been knocked unconscious or had broken bones, as well as twenty Zabrak soldiers, most seemed to be slaughtered at the hands of the intruders, twenty of the dead commandos however were at the hands of Azazels and Andreas people since those bodies bore marks of lightsaber cuts and lightning scarring.
The medical bay was crowded, Kashiir had joined with a detachment of troops and just finished his report, one of the patrolling ships reporting two vague contacts on sensors right before they vanished, presumably entering hyperspace to escape. A total of 31 corpses were retrieved of the intruders but preliminary reports indicates no clear insignia or sign of their origin.
Gra'tua gestured for Kashiir to be silent, getting up and wincing in pain, the doctors had looked at his injury and had told him he was lucky, if the shots had landed a centimeter away he might have been paralyzed. He ignored the advice of bedrest however as he walked to the bed upon which Azazel was lying, staring at her with emotionless eyes as he clenched his fists. "Were these Traiserus's people... has he our children..." He said through gritted teeth, the pain and anger he felt coursing through him like a flow of magma.
The Dark Lady rubs over her eyes, puffy from tears as she tries to fight off the exhaustion. Sure, she had fallen unconscious not long after the whole affair, but she was still struggling now. She looks at Valar and then glances away, "Perhaps… I would know not who else would have them… A rival clan of yours, perhaps?... Or if we were to really suspect… Another of our alliance?..." She bites her lip and shakes her head, "I wouldn't know where to begin looking. We have been searching these past many months for a sign of him and had none…"
Xen nurses his bruised head as Kitt grits her teeth as she receives stitches, the shrapnel having been pulled from her arm. From five or so beds about her, various commandos look upon her with either glares or respect as they have their arms or legs are set and their broken ribs wrapped. Lydavis gnashes her teeth, "Or perhaps the Dragon Lady you so admire has recovered and decided it was her chance to be free of your service… It has only caused her great bodily harm."
From the next bed Andrea cursed as some of Valars inept medical staff did a clumsy job of applying bacta patches to her stomach. "The armour looked vaguely familiar of what those bastards were wearing when I boarded and claimed that ship of theirs when they attacked Korriban, so Traiserus seems likely. Or another affiliated with the Mecrossa Order." She winced and gritted her teeth, she had refused painkillers and now regretted just a tiny bit "I would very much like to hunt him down and repay him for the pain caused today. Or whoever is responsible, I don't care... just hand whoever is responsible to me and I'll perform my most interesting sith alchemy experiments upon them..." She said with a growl.
Trizz meanwhile had finished tending to Khanna the sith disciple resting now, satisfied with the work on her she had moved over to Kitt's bed and reached out to take the Echani woman's hand in her own and squeezed. She had a moment of fright when she had laid eyes on Kitt after that explosion but it seemed she had survived, or was at least better off than the cyborg they had with them.
He looked from Andrea to Azazel, snarling. "Two times... I fell in love with another sith... two times both those sith tried to have me killed." He gestured threateningly at Azazel. "Don't you dare deny it or say it was some test, you... tried... to have me killed..." His voice was shaking with rage, sadness and grief. "And now... our... my children... have been kidnapped by what appears to be your enemy, this Traiserus." He glared at both of them before settling his gaze on Azazel. "Once you are patched up.... I want you and that bitch gone from here.... or I will kill you both."
Lydavis raises a brow, looking over the med bay, trying to count just how many there were there as she watches Azazel's temper begin to pique. It was like trying to hold it in a sieve, though, as she looks upon him and her shoulders slump, "I deserve it." She closes her eyes, fighting back a fresh wave of tears, "I tried some pathetic game to see if you were capable… And look at us now… All three of us, and several of our most trusted… Could not manage to protect them." She buries her face in her hands, "My… my children are going to be killed, or worse, because of my wretched fight for power. For my pride." She begins to sob anew.
Wincing Andrea got up, shuffling to Azazel's side and placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing while glaring at Valar. "You are a oaf, after all this time still. We should be working together to get the children back and you wish to send the mother of your children away?" Again she silently added to herself.
He glared at Andrea, "I have been betrayed twice now, as I said before. I am not sending away the mother of my children, I am sending away a hu'tuun!" Upon saying that last word those Mandalorians present perked up and muttered among themselves, glancing at both Valar and Azazel. "Azazel you are a coward, I still do not understand why you thought of doing some game with me when you should have known I would have fought and died for you." He clenched his fists tighter. "I will look for my children but either of you gets in my way and I will not be liable for the consequences."
Those words, it left Azazel hollow. She could have tolerated anything else of Valar's abuse, but that was it. She snarls and whips out with the force, to entrap Gra'tua in her crushing force and hold him there as she applies threatening pressure. "Valar, I will acquiesce, it was cowardly of me. But if you ever deny I am the mother of your children again…" She looks about the room, her free hand pointing at Magog accusingly, "I trusted him! TRUSTED YOU! TO KEEP THEM SAFE… That is why I came here. That is why I was going to limit my company of the only blood I will have ever truly known, that which I have carried for 9 months! And within the first moments that they were in this world, YOU failed me, YOU failed THEM. YOUR security was lacking. YOUR people could not repel these intruders. YOUR medic was incapacitated and lost them. YOU failed to break through the intruders and pursuit them in time as Andrea and I attempted to give you a chance to do so." She raises her chin, "Now YOU send ME away, and say I am not their mother?! Tell me what sort of a father YOU are, then!" Her vision was already beginning to swim to hold him there, and her grip releases, allowing Valar to fall once more as she finds her limbs leaden once more and unable to keep it up.
The first thing Gra'tua did was breathing hard, the second was gesture his people to stow their weapons, the third was reaching for his lightsaber when a hand intercepted his and stopped him, looking up to see Kashiir shaking his head and step forwards, bowing to the three sith.
"My apologies if I am interrupting..." The chiss said trailing off, his glowing eyes scanning the faces of Azazel, Andrea and his lord Valar. "Emotions are running high at the moment and some things were said that might have been due to these factors. What cannot be denied is that... trust... has been lost, perhaps on both sides. But perhaps it is better to work together to find out where this Traiserus hides and save the twins?"
Her bottom lip trembles as she looks upon Kashiir before slowly nodding. She pauses before murmuring, "Valar, riduur, Jate and Kara need us… Send me away after they are recovered, if you still feel this way… but not a moment sooner…"
He twitched when she called him riduur but took a deep breath calming himself, glaring at her till his look softened a little. "I... regret some... if not most of my earlier words." He smiled wryly, "I do hope if you wish to play games of power you will do so without trying to have me killed." He stepped forward leaning in to kiss her deeply, his eyes hardening a moment. "If you want me dead, stab me from where i can see you and not at my back." He shuddered and his eyes softened as he backed away. "Lets find this Traiserus and end him." He glanced at Andrea, "Do you have any issues with this?"
Andrea looked from Valar to Azazel, shrugged and stepped forward, grabbing Valar by the collar and reeled him in kissing him hard and deep before letting him go and push him back with a smirk. "Oh these people hurt me and mine I will definitely want retribution for that." She then turned to Azazel and traced over her side, "We'll find the twins. That I promise."
Azazel relaxes after Valar's kiss before blinking in surprise at Andrea. Her mouth opens and works at a loss for words. Before she just shakes her head, lips crooking into a faint smile, hard as it was. "Andrea, I am well aware…" She closes her eyes and breathes deep, "Last time, I left him a burn victim… This time, I will see his head rolls.Traiserus has messed with the wrong siths for the last time."
Valar blinked, looking oddly at Andrea. "I... I have to take my leave, look to repair and funerals of my men." He bowed lightly and turned to leave. Kashiir inclined his head to both Andrea and Azazel before following his lord to assist him, and remind him to return to a bed to rest due to his own injuries.
Andrea watched Valar walk away and once he was out of earshot leaned in to Azazel, "Did you really try to have him killed?" She murmured.
Azazel sets her jaw as Andrea whispered to her. She draws Andrea closer, kissing her on the lips and remaining close, to hide her lips from others, she, just barely audible, replies, "It was not my intention… But failure… Was a possibility."
She kisses Azazel back, purring softly and grins. "Mmmn I see." She murmured back. "Win-win either scenario... however...." Azazel would feel Andrea's lightsaber pressing against her side. "Try that again... with Kyr'am being in in the firing range and I will do something I will most likely regret." She kissed Azazel again. "Luckily that didn't come to be."
Azazel kisses Andrea again, "Love, I've had enough threats thrown in my face today. I have lost far worse than my life… If I could even endure more fear for now, it would not be over my life… But I will remember."
Andrea chuckles, "Hmm was not a threat love." She sat down grabbing Azazel's hand and held it. "Was a promise I hope I never have to fullfill..." She murmured as she rested her head next to Azazel's.
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The screens flickered on and two heads appeared, their faces slick with sweat after being confined to their helmets for so long. They each held up a sleeping baby, showing it to the camera before one of them spoke up. "We succeeded. Both targets are acquired."
"So I see... losses?" Came a voice in response from the darkness observing the screens.
"All but us two... they proved to be more formidable than anticipated... there were three of them, lady Andrea was there as well." Replied the second, her voice strained and tired. "We couldn't wait for any of ours who still lived."
"Regrettable but not unexpected, the losses are acceptable, take them to my base on Myrkr, their parents won't be able to sense them from there." The two commandos nodded and terminated the link. The light from the screen casting shadows in the room, but leaving Darth Lena's face visible as she placed her hands together and became lost in thought.