NationStates Jolt Archive

A group of Imperial Guard stood looking over the shore of the Kravonika Coastline... they were on their way to the Docks, a new gambling ring had formed and many of the Imperial Guard went down to waste their free time and Credits... Army pay was low, and a bit of betting allowed them to elliviate the boardem of general duties... however, Imperial Guard soldiers divulging in a little casino pastime was completly outlawed with in Kraven dominance... if they were caught by the ever watchfull Secret Police and their Jack booted officers it would surley mean death... or a heavy prison sentence... wich ultimatly resulted in death regardless...

"Are their any new fighters tonight?"

"No.. Just Bill from 3rd Company"

"Buffalo Bill?"

"Yeah... he kained a couple of Guardsmen last night from the 63 regiment..."

"Oooh... nasty... How'd they blag their way out of that at the medical bay?"

"They said a crate slid down one of the loading ramps... they managed to stop it... but it caused some nasty wounds" One of the guardsmen spoke.. he was a tallish fellow with black hair cut short...

"Haha... and they actually bought that?"

"Probably... Im not sure... I hope so... I don't want Special Branch snooping around here"

"Yeah... Neither do I... Their Secret Police give me the fucking creeps... and we're supposed to be on the same side.."

"Shut up... Im getting chills just thinking about it..." He said will throwing a pebble into the water below.. all around the sound of crashing waves echoed around the loading bays and the cliff faces that ran along the shore of Kravonika...

they approached a large dock building... it looked like an old ship yard... rust had accumulated accross the sheet panels that lined the front of the building... and a tall crane that hadn't been used for years stood idly as a testemant to the once massive ship building industry during the time of the Slavonian government... only a dim memory in many of the population....

the first guardsman approached the door.. he nocked on it 3 times and a small panel slid across

"What?"

"Were hear for the Fight"

"Ok... Whats the phrase?"

"Antelope Graze's mainly on the Plain... but the tiger stalks through the Grass"

"Good... welcome gentlemen"

he man opened the heavy metal door, and instantly they were hit by the sights and sounds of an illegal betting circle... in the centre was a ring 10 feet by 10 feet with a tall cage that rose to the nearly the heigh of the roof... in the centre a large man... 6 foot 7 and built like a brick shit house... Buffalo Bill they called him... he was currently planting his fist repeatedly into the face of a much smaller guardsman who's white shirt was torn and bloody... all around guardsmen cluthing wads of money hung against the wall of the steel cage... chanting the words "Bill BUFFALO! Bill" over and over again.... the scene was eurphoric... guardsmen laughed and quaffed more alcohol and people all around were here for the sights and sounds of the fight below...

the 3 guardsmen who had arrived had now sat down, watching the fight below and wincing each time another blow was landed, buffalo bill was the prime fighter at these illegal pit fights and so far had notched up 16 wins and 2 fatalities... everyone placed bets on buffalo bill... a sure fire winner...

Later that Evening

the 3 guardsmen staggered out of the pit arena very drunk... and barley able to stand... they staggered along the dock front and attempted despite double vision to return to their barracks...

"I... I.... I... Im.. te... telling you... man... your.. the *hick*.. the best... "

"No.. n... no... Man.. Your the best"

the drunken conversation continued as all 3 guardsmen used each other as support and made their way down the street.... when suddenly.. a large 8 wheeler APC rolled up along side them.... its twin V8 engines breaking the cool silence of the night...

one of the guardsmen looked round...

"Shi... Shit.... Special Branch..."

an officer stepped out of the APC, he was dressed in a long black trench coat, and wore a pair of pristene black jack boots that glinted in the glow of the street lamps... from the back of the APC two CP troopers stepped out... in the dark of the night they only thing to stand out was the glow of their optical enhancments... the two eye sockets...

one of the guardsmen turned around only to be startled by the sudden appearance of two CP...

"Going somewhere gentlmen?" the officer spoke

"Er... We've... We... just been out for a few drinks... its our buddies birthday... isn't it Jeff?"

"Oh.. what.?... I mean.. Yeah heh.. it is.... sorry We've had a bit to drink..."

"Yes.. Very astute of you Soldier..... You two... take these and put them in the back... they can sober up in a special Branch Cell..."

"Shit..."

"L.. Look jeff.. Don't Start anything...their CP... they'll waste you without a second thought..."

"Fucking.. C.. P..."

the two CP grabbed two of them and hurled them into the back of the APC with minimum effort... the they both went after the 3rd guardsman....

"You... Halt...Comply.."

the 3rd guardsman wandered off giving the two fingered salute back....

"Target Engaging"

the two CP opened fire and cut the unarmoured guardsman down in seconds... his blood splattered corpse rolled along the floor as 7.62mm rounds blew great chunks of flesh and bone off his tattered corpse...

"JEEFFF!!!" one of the guardsmen cried as he heard the thunder of GPMG's

the two GPMG's clicked on empty, in unision they reached to the back back and pulled out another clip of 50 rounds... it glided out of the ammo feeder with minimal effort and was quickly locked and loaded...

in unision the two CP turned around and boarded the APC... which once again breaking the cool silence of the twin V8's roared as the APC pulled away and headed back towards the Special Branch building....

OOC: looks nice, I'm gonna watch this closely. Also, referring to the thread with BMG, what's up with it, is it over or is he coming back soon?

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(OOC - Cool thanks, Well with the BMG once this kicks off the Fire base will be Deconstructed an All Kraven Forces will pull out, we have however taken one of the slivers back with us, if you want you can be in on this and have a few slivers mount a rescue attempt(even though its dead, secrets are best laid undiscovered and would make a nice sub plot) it would only be a small force though, the emphasis here is IG Vs CP and the new sarduakar :) TG me if you want and we can sort out details :))

The takeoff from BMG had been rough, heavy flak had badly scarred the VTOL and his assault rifle had fallen out. The conflict had not left him unscathed, losing his left eye to a Plated Sliver. That very Sliver was lying by him on the landing pad, hardly recognisable as something once animate.

Sarron cursed, his armour had reformed wrong, giving a metal crest that limited the movement of his right arm. That Sliver and its comrades had badly damaged it, the power source was failing and soon it would become just a lump of metal.

A short man in his late fifties came to debrief him and take the carcass, then set off without another word. He was on his own in the Kraven Corporation, and would need to find an income, fast.

Sarron dumped his armour, burning the electrical systems to render it irrepairable and unrecocniseable. He looked at his surroundings, some old docks. Now he wore just some black trousers and a grey T-shirt, with his lightweight flak vest under-armour also.

He saw a loose bunch of Imperial Guard wonder along the shore, looking around shiftily before stepping into a seemingly abandoned warehouse. He followed them in, getting a foot in the door and telling the guardsmen he was with them.

The ring was big, and the crowd was huge, all waving wads of cash as "Buffalo Bill" pummeled some unfortunate bastard into the floor.

He stepped up to a man sitting at a cheap wooden desk, and drew several surprised gasps when he said, "Hey, who do i see about fighting this guy?"

"You talk to me... Thats who.." the guardsman behind the desk was a sgt... he had scars all over his face and his left arm looked badly burnt...

"And what makes you think you can take on buffalo bill.... yeah.. your big... wow.. impressive... but have you got the combat skills to take him on?... I dont care either way... you'll just be another notch on the axe of Buffalo Bill... hahaha..." the sgt laughed... and pointed the the gate in the cage where an unconcious gaurdsman was being dragged away....

"Hey... Guy?... Whats your name?"

(OOC - Cool thanks, Well with the BMG once this kicks off the Fire base will be Deconstructed an All Kraven Forces will pull out, we have however taken one of the slivers back with us, if you want you can be in on this and have a few slivers mount a rescue attempt(even though its dead, secrets are best laid undiscovered and would make a nice sub plot) it would only be a small force though, the emphasis here is IG Vs CP and the new sarduakar :) TG me if you want and we can sort out details :))

OOC: I'll send in Kerrigan(yes, that Kerrigan, the queen of blades, I decided it'd be stupid to make up a new name for her since she is very obviously Kerrigan), one of my Dominion Conclave members along with a strike team to recover the corpse.

"Call me... call me Galeus for now."

He stepped up into the ring, and saw Buffalo Bill up close. Sarron was about an inch shorter, and a good deal thinner but was quietly confident none the less.

Bill walked up close, sizing up his new competitor. The Sergeant gave an enthusiastic announcement that Sarron's odds were 26:1, while the 'unbeatable' Buffalo Bill was staying fixed at 2:1.

The bell rang, and Buffalo Bill got the first attack in. A stretched left hook hit Sarron in the chest, and Bill reeled back in pain. He shook out his fist and swung again, this time his flabby hand being caught by Sarron. He twisted with such force to put Bill on his back, turned and walked away.

Infuriated, Buffalo Bill rose and charged at Sarron, who ducked at the last second and lashed out with his right foot. It caught Bill in the chin, and Sarron followed up with a left uppercut and a knee into the mans stomach.

Bill staggered back, roared loudly and stepped forward again to launch a devastating headbutt at Sarron. He strafed to his right, and pushed Bill down onto the floor. He kneeled on one knee beside him, and with his arms round Bills neck a loud snap drained the life from the modern day gladiator.

The hall went silent... the guardsmen stopped chanting buffalo bill... each and every guardsmans jaw had sunk to the floor...realising, that A - they had just lost a lot of money... and B - Buffalo bill was dead...

"And the winner is... Galeus"

all around the arena guardsmen began to shout and geer... angry that they had just lost so much money... shaking the cage and stamping their feets...

"Next up... Richard from 34th Company will fight this new boy!"

The Crowd geered again, before several people began to place bets on this new guy...

needless to say... the combat between Richard and Galeus was short.... Galeus ending it in a few moves...

A few of the guardsmen were shocked... he was a sure fire way of making money... and they liked it... as the night progressed the geers turned from angry shouts... to "Galeus! Galeus!"

He had took up 'lodgings' in an empty cargo crate about a mile from the docks, making a crude attempt of a home to live in. Sarron did not know where he was going with this, maybe he would stay in Kraven Corporation to fight, or even join the Imperial Guard.

One thing was certain though, things were happening. Capitol Police prescence had almost trippled since he arrived, and twice now they had evacuated the arena for false alarms.

After making a name for himself when Buffalo Bill went missing, he decided to not be as harsh on his combatants. Counting sixteen knockouts, one fatality and zero losses he was on his way to the top. He wondered what was waiting for him there.

Sarron was awoken suddenly by the sound of an APC pulling up near by...

a Secret Police ReichMarshall stepped out of large black APC and stood with his hands on the railings looking out to sea... several CP troopers stepped out of the back of the APC and stood in a line awaiting orders...

the Reichmarshall looked around then ordered the CP to sweep the uppear area of this Docking bay... two other secret police officers stepped out... Kreigsmarines... as they stepped out they dragged with them an Imperial Guard officer and threw him to the ground...

"Ill Ask again Soldier.. Where is the Den?"

"Im telling you.. I don't know... I know nothing of what your talking about"

"Who do you serve?"

"Father.. and The Corporation"

"Then Why do you continue to Lie To us Soldier?"

"I.. I ... I'm Not ReichMarshall..."


the reichmarshall removed his peaked officers hat and flattened his hair... then replaced the hat... he pivoted on his heel and spoke to the Imperial Guardsman face to face...

"You are no longer of any use to use... Kreigsmarine... Remove him from the picture..."

"Understood Reichmarshall"

the two Kreigsmarines dragged the soldier down to the edge of the docks and threw him to his knees... without pausing the two both drew pistols and placed the barrels at the back of his head... and within seconds slammed several rounds into his skull... fragments flew from his forhead as the large caliber rounds simply tore through his brain matter and out the other side...

with minimal effort the two picked up the corpse and hurled it into the sea... then without hesitation they both turned and headed back up to the APC....

He'd be damned if a fan was shot on his doorstep and they got away with it, that man had been one of the few backing him against Buffalo Bill. Sarron stepped out, and walked closely behind the ReichMarshal. Quick as a flash, he grabbed the officers pistol and put an arm round his neck.

He announced the hostage situation, and the Kreigsmarines turned around, slowly. He ordered them to drop the weapon, and with no instructions from their officer they had no choice but to comply.

Sarron smiled, and pushed his hostage into one soldier while he opened fire on the other. He brought the man down in two shots, and then ducked for cover as the two others returned fire. The Kreigsmarine had the heavier weapon, and was soon having to reload with the Officer barking orders for suppressive fire.

When he did reload, Sarron rolled out and shot the ReichMarshal in the shin, following up with a headshot on the Kreigsmarine. After a brief yet brutal interrogation, all three bodies plummeted off the cliffs, the splash was lost to the roaring sea below.

after disposing of the bodies.. Sarron quickly left the scene and returned to his make shift home..

In the meantime the 6 man, search and Containment squad had returned after coming up with nothing... they stood in line awaiting orders from the Reichmarshall... but none came... they waited... and the squad leader received instructions the locate the Reichmarshall and return to the Capitol Police facility... as he approached the APC something glinted in the night and caught his eye... he reached down and picked up an empty shell casing from a standard Imperial Desert Eagle... .50 caliber with black metal casing... signalling that this was a Secret Police weapon..

"Command Relay... there has been an incident here... Instruct?"

"Stand by... We are Dispatching all local CP to the area.... Reichmarshals will be present... await their arrival and await further instructions..."

"Understood Command Relay"

Within an Hour of the incident kicking off... the area became flooded with APC's and Capitol Police troopers, as well as an overwhelming presence of Secret Police... they began to systematicaly search for any sign of the Aggressors or the where abouts of the Kreigsmarines and The Reichmarshal....

Each CP squad of 6 men.. a standard search and Contaiment squad armed with Flash bangs.. GPGM's and Forced Entry kits systematicaly tore down doors and forced their way into dock areas... with every homeless person or drunken Dock worker found... resulted in the systematic Execution of said persons... the CP didnt care who they were or what they were doing they were just fullfilling their purpose....

the night was filled with the sounds of gun fire... and the dark was broken by mussle flare...

By this time Sarron was under his assumed name and beating down on guardsmen as usual, racking up another six KO's and avoiding any fatalities. These men were proud soldiers, they may be humiliated in an illegal arena, but their place to die is on the battlefield.

That morning something had deeply disturbed him, a letter, addressed specifically to him and left outside his 'house'. It was signed from Galeus, and it was this that had caused the disturbance. He was the legend among legends of pit-fighters and Concremian soldiers, with his appearance as varied as his exploits in police descriptions.

That had been at the back of his mind when he gave the Sergeant his name, and he thought it better to spur on a myth than risk his identity.

A guardsman was walking to his barracks from the local restraunt, he'd just seen the last fight between Galeus and a few regulars from 101st division and he'd won a lot of money... in a gleefull mood he'd decided to treat himself with a slap up meal...

he was walking along with a spring in his step when one of the omnious black APC's rolled up along side him.... a Kreigsmarine leaned out and dragged him into the APC...

he was forced into one of the seats...

"What??... Whats going on?"

"Nothing Private... just some questions" spoke a Reichmarshall as he leaned into the dim glow of apc's internal lighting...

"The Gambling Den?... Where is it?"

"The What?... I don't know what your talking about?"

"The Gambling Den... We want to know Where it is?"

"I Don't know... I can't Tell you..."

"You Know the punishment for lying to a Reichmarshall is death?"

"Im fully aware... but im not lying!"

"Kreigsmarine... Deal with him..."

"As you wish Riechmarshall"

the Kreigsmarine leaned over, placed two hands on the mans face and then swiftly and without thinking broke the guardsmans neck...

the APC took a detour and stopped outside a dumpster... the guardsmans body was slung into the large green bin before driving off into the night...

++ 1 Day Later Imperial Guard 102nd Barracks ++

"Another Ones gone Missing"

"Who?"

"Peter... from B company... been missing since last night"

"he's probably drank all of his winnings from last nights fight"

"SSSSH.. you idiot.. The Secret Police will be listening... they have eyes and ears every where.... I bet its them... They're the ones who keep taking Guardsmen...."

"D' ya think so?"

"Yeah.. Definatly... man.. they give me the creeps"

"Fucking weirdos"

Kerrigan and the slivwers were crossing the border, they appeared to the untrained eye to simply be humans, but they were nothing at all human, the slivers were beasts of muscle and sinew, while Kerrigan may have started human, but no one would ever mistake her for human again.

Yet another hapless guardsmen was dragged before the Reichmarshals interogation squad...

"The where abouts of the Den?"

"The What?"

"The Gambling den.."

"I don't know where it is.."

"I grow tired of the same speil I get off every Guardsmen in this Capitol.. You know where it is... you just Don't want to tell us... Kreisgmarine.. End it.."

"As you wish Reichmarshall"

the Kreigsmarine leaned over and placed two hands on his head...

"WAIT!... No... "

"Oh... the little guardsmen wants to talk?"

"Yes.. Don't kill me... Please.. I'll tell you"

"Good... Where is it?"

"B446... Dock 18... It.. its... an Old ship yard.... you can't miss it.. "

"Good.... Kreigsmarine... see him on his way..."

the kreigsmarine leaned over again and effiently snapped his neck... seconds before the guardsmen realised what the Reichmarshall actually ment..

"Special Branch.. this is Reichmarshall kaine... we have the Location... B446 Dock 18... dispatch the CP..."

"Understood Reichmarshall... ETA 10 Minutes..."

The disorientated guardsman stood wobbling in the middle of the arena, and endless sea of guardsmen chanting Galeus in a ferocious roar. Not a single bet had been taken on the side of this young man, and for a brief second Sarron wondered what it was that drove such obviously inferior people to give this a shot.

Sarron never played for the crowd, never taunted his opponents and would stay well away from the place in his spare time. Fighting in a place like this was nothing to be proud of, but the Concremian Gladiatorial Arenas on the other hand...

The guardsman grinned, and pulled a knife at Sarron. He brought a left hand up instantly and held the man at arms length, as the guardsman relaised his mistake. His reactions had removed the intended pain, but the intention was there. This one would die resolved Sarron, as a single punch hard enough to break his neck connected with the guardsmans face.

At that very instant, glass shattered, soldiers shouted and charges placed on the doors went off. The Capitol Police were here, and hundreds of them came down from the skylights on zip lines. Several unfortunate ones laned in the cage, where Sarron made short work of them and re-armed himself with a GPMG. He kicked through the cage and rallied several guardsmen, fighting with mainly handguns but one was weilding an uzi. Most were unarmed though, picking up their folding chairs and charging the Capitol Police.

They were cut to peices, but some got through, a pair of them flattening a CP with a table leg and a locker door. They were gunned down as they fought over his GPMG, and the massacre continued in favour of the Capitol Police. More were coming in through every entrance every second, flooding the place with flashbangs and high-caliber ammunition.

Sarron lead his 'team' to the roof, more joining them as they went. Some got transmissions out to the Imperial Guard at the base, and word soon spread that the revolt was gaining the upper hand there. The Den was lost though, the remnants of the audience gathered on the roof in arms and valiantly fighting off the advancing Capitol Police.

He put several rounds into a VTOL unloading the CP, and motioned for the Imperial Guard to take it once it hit the ground undamaged. He went for another one, jumping up and clinging onto the mounted auto-cannon. He hoisted himself up, and after forcibly removing the Pilot he flew the craft over the roof, just low enough for the guardsmen to climb on. The rest were stranded, the other VTOLs soon taking heed and getting as far away as possible. They knew their duties though, and until their dying breath would continue to fight off the Capitol Police.

But all was not lost, four Helicopters from the nearby base fired on the remaining VTOLs and soon ripped the Capitol Police to shreds. ReichMarshals were scurrying around the rooftop, over-loyal Capitol Police throwing themselves infront of the bullets.

A Reichmarshall stormed through the Imperial Palace... followed by 3 Capitol Police and some Kreigsmarines... two of the palace guard... stood on honour Guarding duties... stopped the Reichmarshall... large halberds stopping their path..

"Halt..." came the mechanical speil from the Palace Guard

"I am Reichmarsall Graham.. I insist that I see Father or the Grand Admiral.. an Urgent matter has arisen and they Must be informed..."

the two palace guard stood there... un moving.. and un feeling.. a few seconds passed as it was obvious some orders were being relayed to them... but the frustration on the Reichmarshall was becoming aparant...

in the distance an explosion was heard and the night sky light up with flames of a VTOL exploding mid air...

"You may Proceed"

the two palace guard stepped aside and allowed the group to continue inside...

the main hall of the Imperial palace was massive... obsidian marble lined the floor, and banners depicting great Glories of the Corporation hung all around....

a Commander in Cheif of the Grand Admiral stepped out of a lift, and proceeded to walk towards them...

"Reichmarshall.. Long time no see"

"Yes Commander... its has been a while"

"Hows things?"

"its been good... since the academy anyway"

"Heh... so what brings you here?"

"Well.. I'd rather be here on good terms... but I have Grave news involving the Imperial Guard..."

"Oh? what is it?"

"A revolt... the Guardsmen have taken up arms against the Corporation... and against the Capitol Police"

"Oh... really?.... " the Commanders expression quickly changed to anger....

"Capitol Police!... Kill the Secret Police"

within seconds the CP had trained there GPMG's on the Secret police... a flash of the muzzle flare and 3 corpses lay on the ground... riddled with bullets before they had any chance to react..

"We Don't want Father knowing about this now do we?... We'll remove that decrepid old man and replace him with a new leader!... Why do you think the Rebellion has started... Fools..... You 3.... Capitol police.. Remove these bodies..."

"By Your Command..."

The Commander calmly walked off and headed back for the lift...

OOC: I want your border guards to challenge Kerrigan so I can have my guys do a little bloodletting before the infiltration begins, I'll just eliminate an entire guard station, nothing important, I was kind of hoping I could find papers that would give me an idea where the sliver was being stored.

OOC: I want your border guards to challenge Kerrigan so I can have my guys do a little bloodletting before the infiltration begins, I'll just eliminate an entire guard station, nothing important, I was kind of hoping I could find papers that would give me an idea where the sliver was being stored.

(OOC - Sure its cool, i was going to do a bit in the Research labs, but can you please TG me with details of Sliver make up so i can RP it correctly..., there is a map of the Nation inside the Bunker next to the Gate, it'll tell you roughly were the Manchillian Sceince Group operate.. ill TG you the exact details :))


Kraven Border Gate (Check Point 6634)

A group of Guardsmen yet to be caught up in the Rebellion were still sat at one of their guard stations, ensuring what little traffic in and out of the Kraven Nation was controlled, when a group of what appeared to be Humanoids approached the gate

the guardsmen not normally disturbed this late at night were curious as to who was approaching the borders, so the entire Check Point piled out to see what was going on... the Check point Comprised of 6 men and 1 Sgt, they didnt mind work out here because they were generaly left alone by the Secret Police, but for some reason recently they had visited a number of times... alot more than usual...

"Halt!... Who goes there?" Shouted a guardsmen cradleing his Assault rifle... the others milled around behind sand bags and other emplacments and one guardsmen sat in a watch tower holding a mounted assault cannon...

Secret Police Headquaters

"I want Road Blocks here... Cut them off here... set up two machine gun posts either side.... I want Capitol Police Here.. Here and here" The Reichmarshall spoke while pointing at a map..

"Understood Reichmarshall... Reports indicate that two groups of Imperial Guard are converging on this location... we think they might be trying to link up.."

"Well.. Put a road block Here... and Here and ensure they can't and don't link up.."

"Very well Reichmarshall"

++ Sarrons VTOL ++

the vtol took a dive to avoid a building... the swung a hard left to avoid flak from CP AA cannons, the quad ram jet engines hammered the craft round a second building when suddenly the Vtols warning lights began flashing...

"What the fuck does that mean?" Sarron Screamed to any random guardsmen

a Sgt leapt into the Co pilots chair.... and quickly began looking at the controls and flashing lights...

"Shit... We've been painted"

"What by?"

"I don't know... Ill check out back..."

the guardsman lept into the transport compartament and began flicking switches and pulled up a display panel... a few seconds passed and a grainy picture of two attack Vtols following them swinging from left to right...

"SHIT!!... Galeus! We've Got company..."

"Ok... Hold on!"

Sarron grabbed the controls and hammered the craft low... then a few seconds later the Attack vtols opened up with their twin mounted Assault cannons... bullets tearing into the buildings and the ground below...

the guardsman was still watching... and within seconds the two attack craft were back on Sarrons tail...

"WHAT WEAPONS HAS THIS THING GOT?" Roared Sarron

"NONE!... ITS A TRANSPORT CRAFT!" Came the reply..

Sarron swore under his breath as he had to dive hard to avoid CP flak cannons again.... the two attack craft opened fire again.... the assault cannons spitting hot death all over... Sarron could see bullets impacting around ahead of them in the side of buildings, glass shattering and raining down on the street below... sarron dived left.... more bullets raining all around them, the two attack craft were stuck right behind them as though sarron was towing them both along... Gatlin assault cannons roared into life once more... a salvo of bullets hammered into the side of the craft and for a moment it lost oil pressure, until its internal systems compensated... another salvo slammed into the side of the craft, two guardsmen were drilled by high caliber bullets, their bodies riddled with bullets fell from the open transport craft into the streets below...

Again Sarron did as many manouvres as possible, trying his best to avoid the craft... but they were firmly welded to the back of his craft... they were hunting him... almost as if the Sick CP were taking pleasure for toying with him in an unarmed craft... Sarron sent the craft into a sudden dive... but then had to avoid yet more flak cannons and a low bridge..

sarron quickly pulled the craft up to avoid the low bridge and CP flak.. its ram jet engines screamed in protest... the two attack craft not expecting the sudden climb were caught off guard and took a couple of seconds to recorrect their course... however one was not fast enough and slammed into the low bridge... causing a massive fire ball to errupt..the sudden climb and loss of one craft.. gave Sarron enough time to dive the craft over the top of a building and bring it to a sudden stop... nestling the craft behind some construction works....

"Any sign of them?"

"No... I think we lost them" shouted a queazy looking guardsman


the attack craft was moving slowly... its engines positioned in hover mode... the two CP crew men were looking for targets in the scanner... but none were picked up..



"Air Command we have lost the an attack Craft...and the Transport Vtol has disappeared from Radar Sensors advise?"

"Return to the Air Field... Fighting on the ground his getting heavy... Rearm and Refuel for air support..."

"By your Command"

the Attack craft quickly adjusted its engines settings and roared off back towards its Air field... ready for another sortie...

Manchillian Science Group Secret underground facility (beneath Kravonika the Capitol of The Corporation)

the upper levels were rocked by another explosion on the surface... Dr Richardson was running along the pristine white corridor, his white lab coated lifted by the breeze created by his quick walking, when suddenly he was caught off guard as two massive CP's strode around the corner on a routine patrol, their black armour and uniform standing out against the aseptic corridor... it took him by surprise and the inhuman of these two soldiers creeped him out... nothing showed that inside they might be alive apart from the dim red glow that eminated from their eye sockets...

the stopped and stood aside to allow the Dr to pass... he nodded in acknowlegement and continued along his way as fast as possible... he quickly stepped into the lift and began flicking through documents... another explosion from the surface rocked the upper levels of the facility... shaking the lift about and causing the light to flicker... Dr Rchardson not expecting this murmered slightly in fear that just maybe... just maybe the cable may snap and he may plumet 150 floors down to the bottom of the facility... somthing he had quiet a fear of...

the lift gently slid down the shaft towards the lower levels.... with each level he reached a new containment level and a new security level... until he reached the lower floors the 149th he wanted.... Bio specimen station...

the lift doors glided open to reveal another pristeen white corridor... scientists strode about, chatting about the events going on above, and about the new army they were creating...

Dr Richardson strode past a testing chamber where one of the Sardaukar was being shot in the chest several times by a GPMG, only for him to collapse to the ground then get back up a few minutes later... they disturbed him... they weren't natural... the CP, they were natural... just they'd been trained from birth to follow commands to the letter, they knew nothing else... but the Sarduakar... they were bred for combat... bred to kill... bred to cause terror and fear... bred for war...

he hated it...

Dr Richardson was an oldish fellow... but still quite healthy for a man who had seen so much... he had seen the coming of the Corporation and had seen them turn Salvonia into what it was now... he joined the Manchillian Sciene group to better aid man kind... until the Kraven Corporation got its dirty, grubby, evil hands onto the Group... he hated the Corporation... but couldn't do anything about it... they wouldn't let him leave the Facility... never mind the compound... he hadn't seen the light of day in over 15 years, after the Secret Police and their sinister Reichmarshall's caught wind that he might want to defect to another country...

Dr Richardson continued along his way and entered a bio containment chamber... he inserted his key card and pressed the combination that would allow access to the area..

556002

an eye peice slid into place...

"Good Morning Dr Richardson... please place your eye against the eye peice for Retena Scan"

Dr Richardson sighed... he had to do this so many times... he leaned over and placed his eye against the eye peice and allowed it complete its scan...

"Thank you Dr Richardson..."

the door slid open and he calmly walked in..... he sighed again... yet another unnatural specimen for him to study.. catalouge.... and then Create...

"What is it this time?"

"Something brought from a recent Conflict in the Blood moon Gobling region.."

"Oh?... what is it this time? another super soldier the Corporation wants us to create for them?"

one of the Dr's coughed then casually pointed to the corner of the room...

from the darkness stepped a sinister Reichmarshall...

"Now... Dr Richardson.... Remember your family? If you ever want to see them again... you will Comply with the Corporations orders... "

"Yes... Im sorry Riechmarshall... I didnt see you there... It wont happen again"

"Good... See to it that you don't"

the Reichmarshall sank back into the shadows of the room...

"Ok... shall we begin?"

the Dr picked up a scalple, and began to cut at the hard outer layer of skin... the blade peirced and their was a hiss... instinctivly the Dr stepped back and removed the knife... its blade had become disfigured and metal was activly bubbling on the surface of the steel...

"hmmm... Acid.... somthing I hadn't thought of.... this is going to be more difficult...."

"Chris.... get me a large amount of alkaline... if we can at least neutralise it then at least I can begin and see whats inside...."

(OOC - Sure its cool, i was going to do a bit in the Research labs, but can you please TG me with details of Sliver make up so i can RP it correctly..., there is a map of the Nation inside the Bunker next to the Gate, it'll tell you roughly were the Manchillian Sceince Group operate.. ill TG you the exact details :))


Kraven Border Gate (Check Point 6634)

A group of Guardsmen yet to be caught up in the Rebellion were still sat at one of their guard stations, ensuring what little traffic in and out of the Kraven Nation was controlled, when a group of what appeared to be Humanoids approached the gate

the guardsmen not normally disturbed this late at night were curious as to who was approaching the borders, so the entire Check Point piled out to see what was going on... the Check point Comprised of 6 men and 1 Sgt, they didnt mind work out here because they were generaly left alone by the Secret Police, but for some reason recently they had visited a number of times... alot more than usual...

"Halt!... Who goes there?" Shouted a guardsmen cradleing his Assault rifle... the others milled around behind sand bags and other emplacments and one guardsmen sat in a watch tower holding a mounted assault cannon...


Kerrigan was Cloaked, hiding from sight, the slivers spread out so that the guards coud see all ten of them, but they still appeared human, at least for a moment, because as the last sliver took its spot Kerrigan struck, her blades going for the guards unprotected back, and giving a psychic signal for the slivers to attack. The slivers shed their human guises, revealing their grafted arms and armor, the muscle slivers opened fire on the mounted gun, knowing it was the greatest threat, while the rest attacked the guards with blades and bolters.

(Kerrigans group is made up of 4 muscle slivers, a talon sliver, a clot sliver, a mistform sliver, a pair of plated slivers, and an acidic sliver, all armed with blades and bolters)

Manchillian Science Group Secret underground facility (beneath Kravonika the Capitol of The Corporation)

the upper levels were rocked by another explosion on the surface... Dr Richardson was running along the pristine white corridor, his white lab coated lifted by the breeze created by his quick walking, when suddenly he was caught off guard as two massive CP's strode around the corner on a routine patrol, their black armour and uniform standing out against the aseptic corridor... it took him by surprise and the inhuman of these two soldiers creeped him out... nothing showed that inside they might be alive apart from the dim red glow that eminated from their eye sockets...

the stopped and stood aside to allow the Dr to pass... he nodded in acknowlegement and continued along his way as fast as possible... he quickly stepped into the lift and began flicking through documents... another explosion from the surface rocked the upper levels of the facility... shaking the lift about and causing the light to flicker... Dr Rchardson not expecting this murmered slightly in fear that just maybe... just maybe the cable may snap and he may plumet 150 floors down to the bottom of the facility... somthing he had quiet a fear of...

the lift gently slid down the shaft towards the lower levels.... with each level he reached a new containment level and a new security level... until he reached the lower floors the 149th he wanted.... Bio specimen station...

the lift doors glided open to reveal another pristeen white corridor... scientists strode about, chatting about the events going on above, and about the new army they were creating...

Dr Richardson strode past a testing chamber where one of the Sardaukar was being shot in the chest several times by a GPMG, only for him to collapse to the ground then get back up a few minutes later... they disturbed him... they weren't natural... the CP, they were natural... just they'd been trained from birth to follow commands to the letter, they knew nothing else... but the Sarduakar... they were bred for combat... bred to kill... bred to cause terror and fear... bred for war...

he hated it...

Dr Richardson was an oldish fellow... but still quite healthy for a man who had seen so much... he had seen the coming of the Corporation and had seen them turn Salvonia into what it was now... he joined the Manchillian Sciene group to better aid man kind... until the Kraven Corporation got its dirty, grubby, evil hands onto the Group... he hated the Corporation... but couldn't do anything about it... they wouldn't let him leave the Facility... never mind the compound... he hadn't seen the light of day in over 15 years, after the Secret Police and their sinister Reichmarshall's caught wind that he might want to defect to another country...

Dr Richardson continued along his way and entered a bio containment chamber... he inserted his key card and pressed the combination that would allow access to the area..

556002

an eye peice slid into place...

"Good Morning Dr Richardson... please place your eye against the eye peice for Retena Scan"

Dr Richardson sighed... he had to do this so many times... he leaned over and placed his eye against the eye peice and allowed it complete its scan...

"Thank you Dr Richardson..."

the door slid open and he calmly walked in..... he sighed again... yet another unnatural specimen for him to study.. catalouge.... and then Create...

"What is it this time?"

"Something brought from a recent Conflict in the Blood moon Gobling region.."

"Oh?... what is it this time? another super soldier the Corporation wants us to create for them?"

one of the Dr's coughed then casually pointed to the corner of the room...

from the darkness stepped a sinister Reichmarshall...

"Now... Dr Richardson.... Remember your family? If you ever want to see them again... you will Comply with the Corporations orders... "

"Yes... Im sorry Riechmarshall... I didnt see you there... It wont happen again"

"Good... See to it that you don't"

the Reichmarshall sank back into the shadows of the room...

"Ok... shall we begin?"

the Dr picked up a scalple, and began to cut at the hard outer layer of skin... the blade peirced and their was a hiss... instinctivly the Dr stepped back and removed the knife... its blade had become disfigured and metal was activly bubbling on the surface of the steel...

"hmmm... Acid.... somthing I hadn't thought of.... this is going to be more difficult...."

"Chris.... get me a large amount of alkaline... if we can at least neutralise it then at least I can begin and see whats inside...."


OOC: The plated sliver that you have is covered in a hard steel armor, equivelant to class 1 ballistic protection, as well as being effectively cut proof without great effort. AIt has dual mono-molecular vibroblades grafted onto its arms and one arm is shattered, as well as being dislocated, most of the major organs have been destroyed, but the liver equivalent contains a solution that neutralises the acid, the heart and lung equivalents are also still mostly intact, the brain is armored in a heavy bone case in the chest, while the head is made almost entirely of bone and serves mostly as eyes and ears, instead of being the control center, and when you get to the brain you'll notice that certain regions are missing, the human brain would have a thalamus region, the slivers do not, instead having their growth regulated by a new part of their brain, one which also regulates the psionic hive-link of the slivers.

OOC: The plated sliver that you have is covered in a hard steel armor, equivelant to class 1 ballistic protection, as well as being effectively cut proof without great effort. AIt has dual mono-molecular vibroblades grafted onto its arms and one arm is shattered, as well as being dislocated, most of the major organs have been destroyed, but the liver equivalent contains a solution that neutralises the acid, the heart and lung equivalents are also still mostly intact, the brain is armored in a heavy bone case in the chest, while the head is made almost entirely of bone and serves mostly as eyes and ears, instead of being the control center, and when you get to the brain you'll notice that certain regions are missing, the human brain would have a thalamus region, the slivers do not, instead having their growth regulated by a new part of their brain, one which also regulates the psionic hive-link of the slivers.

(ooc - Its cool, the plated sliver was damaged badly during the fight, the Dr will have just put the knife into an exposed area of flesh, seeing as their will be lots of it

Question, When cloaked does Kerrigan give off a heat signature? )

(ooc - Its cool, the plated sliver was damaged badly during the fight, the Dr will have just put the knife into an exposed area of flesh, seeing as their will be lots of it

Question, When cloaked does Kerrigan give off a heat signature? )
OOC: higher than normal, the cloak radiates heat to warp light around her, meaning there is a very hot chick-shape standing aroud in the darkness where there shouldn't be anything, so I guess you're gonna have IR that sees her and attacks first, right?

OOC: higher than normal, the cloak radiates heat to warp light around her, meaning there is a very hot chick-shape standing aroud in the darkness where there shouldn't be anything, so I guess you're gonna have IR that sees her and attacks first, right?

(ooc - Oh no... its just the Capitol police have thermal optics, so i was just making sure for future encounters, im not leet enough to do somthing like that)

I.C.

The Imperial guardsmen were totaly unexpecting the attack, dissidents hadn't attacked a Kraven guard house for 15 years, not after the Capitol police were first employed by the Kraven Corporation, the slivers quickly over ran the first few guardsmen, their uniforms offering little protection against their blades and bolters...

the guardsman in the tower opened fire, the assault cannon swept across the entrance attempting to stop the agressors from getting passed...

kerrigan dropped the guardsman she had just killed... before a guardsman panicking sprayed bullets at where he thought the attacker was...

the assault cannon roared into life again... bolter rounds hammering all over... until one struck him in the face.. sending him sailing from the tower and crashing into a pile of sandbags below...

the conflict was soon over... the gate house was easily over run... security had become lapse, the over confidence being gained from the often redundant CP's....

one guardsman lay twitching on the floor... blood spilling from his mouth as his final death throes, took his life..

Precinct 14

a group of guardsmen were huddled behind an over turned car... they popped up occasionally to fire at the CP that were approaching... their assault rifles flaring into life, and hammering into CP left and right, but rifles having little effect on the superior armour of the CP, a GPMG opened fire and forced the guardsmen to duck back behind the car

"we need covering fire now.." roared a guardsman as he pulled a grenade from his tunic and got read to prime it, bullets ricoched all around him...

"Covering fire!!" he roared again... a group of guardsmen jumped up from behind an over turned letter box and began to let of several rounds at the cp.... at this distance the bullets were having little affect... one bullet however caught a CP in the exposed region of the leg, he fell to the ground as the round impacted with flesh... a few seconds passed as the trooper picked himself up and continued on his attack... all be it slowly and with a limp...

fires littered the streets, as well as rubble and empty shell casings, explosions rocked the city and in the dark of early morning, the night sky flashed with flames, and everywhere the sound of gunfire errupted...

a group of civilian workers ran across the street as fast as they could.. only to get cut down by an attack VTOL that hung above the street... arriving after freshly reloading and refueling..

the Guardsman popped his head up to take a look.. when the twin assault cannons burst into life again... sending lead and death in his direction... he quickly ducked down as he watched the bullets trace towards the car, he winced as all around him was the sound of bullets hammering into the underside of the over turned car...

"Shit!" he roared... "Attack VTOL"

the vtol let off another salvo of rounds when suddenly it was engulfed by an explosion and crashed into the side of a building... crushing several CP in the process...

the guardsmen began to cheer as over the rubble of a collapsed building rolled a Leman russ battle tank... its turret battle cannon smoking... its sponson machine guns opened fire.. mussle flair lighting up the street as CP were cut down like paper dolls...

the guardsmen cheered... and stood up jumping up and down in triumph... it was only a minor victory... but one more step to freedom...

(ooc - Oh no... its just the Capitol police have thermal optics, so i was just making sure for future encounters, im not leet enough to do somthing like that)

I.C.

The Imperial guardsmen were totaly unexpecting the attack, dissidents hadn't attacked a Kraven guard house for 15 years, not after the Capitol police were first employed by the Kraven Corporation, the slivers quickly over ran the first few guardsmen, their uniforms offering little protection against their blades and bolters...

the guardsman in the tower opened fire, the assault cannon swept across the entrance attempting to stop the agressors from getting passed...

kerrigan dropped the guardsman she had just killed... before a guardsman panicking sprayed bullets at where he thought the attacker was...

the assault cannon roared into life again... bolter rounds hammering all over... until one struck him in the face.. sending him sailing from the tower and crashing into a pile of sandbags below...

the conflict was soon over... the gate house was easily over run... security had become lapse, the over confidence being gained from the often redundant CP's....

one guardsman lay twitching on the floor... blood spilling from his mouth as his final death throes, took his life..


A single bullet penetrated Kerrigans shoulder, but her Zerg modifications meant that thwe wound was already healing, as were the various injuries the slivers had taken, minor, but inconvenient, and one had lost an arm, that'd take a whole day to grow back, but the time for that was later, now they searched the guardhouse for anything that might be of use, and after they took everything they needed, they razed it to the ground using the guards own weapons to destroy the buildings, they would be gone before anyone took notice, and the manner of their enemies deaths would be concealed by the flames.

Sarron was still flying through the Kraven Corporation, twisting and turning to avoid the towering skyscrapers. Only eleven Imperial Guard were left, giving fire as best they could from the back.

He looked left, and saw the other VTOL that the Imperial Guard had. Three engines were on fire, and the hull was riddled with holes. CP Flak started up again, shredding the other VTOL to pieces as it dove towards the gun emplacements.

A short-fuse flak round exploded in front of the VTOL, showering him with fragments of glass and killing the guardsman behind him. Two engines on the right side were hit, the fuelsage catching fire and a flame making its way towards the fuel tank.

"Bail Out!" He yelled, as he pulled up the craft to compensate for its dive. The steering handles came off in his hands, and he had no choice but to jump. He steered it towards a large building, several spires on its roof.
Sarron rolled as he hit the ground, sustaining no injuries. Two guardsmen were not as lucky though, as one landed head first and the other missing the landing platform entirely. The rest made it down fine, cuts and bruises but nothing dangerous.

They had landed on the Central Government Building in the Kraven Corporation.

Three Days after Kerrigans attack on the guardpost:

They had reached the most likely point for infiltration, and they were going in, they'd watched long enough to note the movements of the guards, and they made their move in time with the guards being gone, moving on the entrance to the facility, knowing another set of guards would be here soon they worked quickly, enering the compound and moving towards the buildings they believed to hold the sliver that had been taken.

Dovakhanese Executive Capital of Libravil
1600DCT

Karl knew he had to act fast. He had just received has a letter from an intellegence agent in a neighbouring country that the situation in the Kraven Corporation was getting worse by the minute. As soon as he had heard, Karl jumped from he seat to tell his boss, the People's Director for Security, for Dovakhan could not afford to lose her trade investments to civil war. The his boss told him run a message to the Presidium, seeing as the telephones and all were down. Now he was running as fast as he could to the Presidium, they would dissolve any minute now.

Once there, Karl flashed his passbook at the guard at the door and ran up the endless flights of stairs to the Presidium Chamber. He entered the chamber, the door slamming behind him. The Chairwoman, Âmêlî Lêspôlîtsîâ and the rest of the Presidium members were staring at him.

Chairwoman: What is the meaning of this?!
Karl (nearly out of breath): Your Excellancy, I have something for you, here.

After reading the report, Âmêlî Lêspôlîtsîâ's eye's grew to the size of melons.

Chairwoman: Comrades, we have a situation... The Kraven Corporation has descended into anarchy, we must act fast in order not to lose all we have invested. I propose we send an investigator... you.

Karl: Me?

Chairwoman: Yes. You're going to go to the Kraven Corporation to find out what is going on.

Karl: Okay...

Chairwoman: An aeroplane will be ready in an hour, I shall send some militiamen with you, just in case. You will recieve a diplomatic kit with some clothes, so don't bother going back to pack

-Soon Karl was on his way to the Kraven Corporation-

After 19 hours of flight, they were there. The pilot was on the radio:

Pilot: DK215-Aerogazelle, Official Diplomatic Status, requesting entrance into Kraven air space...

OOC: I was invited by Kraven Corporation

Air Command

"DK215.... negatory... we are experiencing heavy fighting... CP flak cannons will shoot you down if you enter... Land at these co-ordinates N89 - A56 and we shall send a Reichmarshall and Kreigsmarines to escort you into a safe location within Kravonika... Please Respond"

«Rodger that Air Command, we are receiving the coordinates as you speak»

The pilot plugs the numbers into his GPS and begins the descent. Suddenly, the plane is jolted to the side. Karl grabs his seat, a stray rocket has hit.

«Air Command, stand down, I repeat, stand down!»

But they are too late, the plane's propellers have been blown away. The pilot instructs everyone to grab a parachute and their bag. One by one, white tarps catch the air like a lady's skirt, bullets spraying all around. One of the coordinated militiamen catches a bullet in his throat, his lifeless body floats to the ground before settling in the grass, while others scattered across the landscape.

The remaining members of the group find themselves in a peaceful countryside, where, just across the border, there is a bloody battle raging on. They procede with caution to the rendez-vous point.

OOC: Kraven, I've got writers block, resist my entry, maybe that'll gimme a few ideas as to what I should do next, if not I'll stare at the screen until something hits me(literally or fiiguratively).

heavy gunfire could be heard all around... and a group of Running Imperial guardsmen came hurtling around the corner as though their lives depended on it... every so often they would turn while running and let of a few rounds from their rifles...

one of the guardsmen ran into a militia man..

"Who are you?"

"Im... a militia man from Dovkhan..."

"Who?... look never mind... if you want to live follow us" as what they were running from became aparant... an almost rolling road block, 3 large 8 wheeled APC's, moving slowly over rubble and crashed cars... between each APC were a line of Capitol police... in the fires and darkness all that could be seen are the flashes of muzzle fire... and the red glow of Capitol Police optical visors....

OOC: Kraven, I've got writers block, resist my entry, maybe that'll gimme a few ideas as to what I should do next, if not I'll stare at the screen until something hits me(literally or fiiguratively).

(OOC - ok no worries, i was considering having you trip some security devices in the building anyway, before you got down to the lower levels... ive got a cool idea, let me run with it... itll make more sense when i post it )

(OOC: did you bump into the militiaman that got shot?)

(OOC: did you bump into the militiaman that got shot?)

(OOC - No just some random militia man I assume there was more than one with you)

Militiaman (to himself): How did you get yourself into this mess, Justinian. You could have stayed in Agrippanan with your family instead of this crazy s**t. Your mother always said you should have stayed on the farm, but no, you wanted ADVENTURE, we you got your f**king adventure alright, now you're in some foreign land, being chased by a mechanical elephant.

-

Meanwhile, the investigator's group is approching the coodinates. The rendez-vous point appears to be an old delapadated farmhouse, a twinge of nervousness hangs in the crisp air.

The group reaches the porch. Suddenly shots ring out and they are pulled inside just soon enough to miss the fireworks display a mere kilometre away.

Kerrigan and her group were moving up the stairs, there were three levels to this building and they would search them all before they started going down again, they went all the way to the top, and then worked their way back down, finding nothing of use, then, after clearing the first floor, they continued down, below the earth, searching the levels one by one as they came to them.

Kerrigan and her group were moving up the stairs, there were three levels to this building and they would search them all before they started going down again, they went all the way to the top, and then worked their way back down, finding nothing of use, then, after clearing the first floor, they continued down, below the earth, searching the levels one by one as they came to them.

As Kerrigan and the group began to enter what appeared to be the basement of the building, a security camera began to pan tracking their movments... then as they approached the door to the lift shaft... it opened... revealing to them the lift... they approached and stepped inside...

without warning the lift doors closed and the group decended down the long shaft into the manchillian facility... suddenly the lift was subjected to a very high voltage, enough to incapciate the slivers inside...

As Kerrigan and the group began to enter what appeared to be the basement of the building, a security camera began to pan tracking their movments... then as they approached the door to the lift shaft... it opened... revealing to them the lift... they approached and stepped inside...

without warning the lift doors closed and the group decended down the long shaft into the manchillian facility...

suddenly... the lift was filled with noxious gases... displacing all oxgygen and other breathable gases, replacing the atmosphere with an inert gas...

(OOC - the lift his heavily armoured, and impenetrable, im not sure if your slivers actualy breath, if not ill change it to an electric shock, its just to incapacitate them... but now your in the facility, once the scientists begin testing on your group, itll be pretty easy to escape)

OOC: they don't breathe as we know it, they are not carbon-based and they do not need oxygen to live, if that's what you mean.

Electric shock would be better.

IC:

The first to fall was the mistform sliver, its body regulation overloaded by the shock, the rest fell soon after, until only Kerrigan remained, her power holding her a bare inch above the floor, and when the lift opened there would be hell to pay(just subdue her, she'll go down pretty easy, she got hit pretty bad before she levitated)

OOC: they don't breathe as we know it, they are not carbon-based and they do not need oxygen to live, if that's what you mean.

Electric shock would be better.

IC:

The first to fall was the mistform sliver, its body regulation overloaded by the shock, the rest fell soon after, until only Kerrigan remained, her power holding her a bare inch above the floor, and when the lift opened there would be hell to pay(just subdue her, she'll go down pretty easy, she got hit pretty bad before she levitated)

The Lift doors slid open, and kerrigan lept out... she dived at the first capitol police trooper stood waiting.. he blades cutting at his unarmoured back... his twitching corpse collapsed to the floor, blood pooling on the clean tiles...

the second trooper who was waiting, camly and efficiently raised the butt of his GPMG and slamed it into the back of the Kerrigan... he brought it up and smashed it into again... hard... he did it again... and again... and again... until a reichmarshal came running around the corner screaming orders for him to Cease and Assist...

The Lift doors slid open, and kerrigan lept out... she dived at the first capitol police trooper stood waiting.. he blades cutting at his unarmoured back... his twitching corpse collapsed to the floor, blood pooling on the clean tiles...

the second trooper who was waiting, camly and efficiently raised the butt of his GPMG and slamed it into the back of the Kerrigan... he brought it up and smashed it into again... hard... he did it again... and again... and again... until a reichmarshal came running around the corner screaming orders for him to Cease and Assist...


Kerrigan was unconcious after the second blow, but the rest didn't do any real damage, just but a dent in her chitin, and the dent was already healing, visibly repairing itself. The slivers lay quiescent, all of them except the mistform sliver were fine, its shape-control had been fried, and it now looked more like a puddle on the ground than a sliver, and the puddle was quickly becoming acidic, due to the nearby sliver of the same name.

His comrades were cut up by the Palace Guard, weilding halberds with utmosts fineese. But not with the cold brutality of the Capitol Police, these soldiers enjoyed it, and relished every moment of the suffering they caused.

Sarron flung a knife at one, it bounced off the shoulder plate and clattered to the floor. He grabbed a GPMG and opened fire, the 7.62 bullets like flies to the Palace Guard. He was soon surrounded by a armoured wall of them, his prospects looked grim.

One stepped forward, he met them with his bare hands. Twisting the halberd and seizing it for himself, he swung it round and struck the Palace Guard on the side of the head. The shock nearly broke his arm, the halberd falling and the Palace Guard advancing unhurt.

Sarron swung for him, but decided not to and ducked under the armoured fist. The Palace Guard got the better of his footing, and spun to trip him up.

Sarron rose, fighting with sheer instinct and anger as he attacked the Palace Guard. He tore off a breast-plate and punched the exposed flesh, wincing in pain at the steel-hard bones.

He pulled a 9mm, and put a clip full into the general area of the heart before hammering down with the handle. The bullets found their mark, and at such close range the Palace Guard was down and out. The rest advanced.

Two at once charged with halberds, Sarron dodging the first but being caught in the left hand by the second. He was bleeding bad, and it did not take long for the others to subdue him.

Unconcious, he was dragged away, a trail of blood behind him.

ooc: Mini Miehm you have a TG

A reichmarshal stepped up to the landing bay where the palace guard were stood, a trail of blood left from where Sarrons body was dragged away, his body was laying in the middle of the court yard, as CP troopers began to prep him for transportation to the Manchillian research facility.

"What a worthless specimen... " the reichmarshall muttered... looking at one of the corpses of the Palace Guard..

"Why wasn't he dealt with sooner Guardsman?"

"The Subject sought to fight us on Honourable terms"

"What do you mean Honourable?... your not Samurai.... Your Palace Guard!"

"We are bound by honour to protect the Imperial Palace... and Bound by the Honour Code of Warriors... we will not deviate from such ways..."

"You will do as you are instructed Guardsman..."

"As you wish Reichmarshall..."

"Get this corpse out of here...."

during the whole conversation explosions and machine gun fire could be heard all across Kravonika... vtols roared over head spitting death at any available targets... leman russ battle tanks slugged it out with Capitol Police armoured units...

but something else was happening in Kravonika... the civilians.. the workers.. and office attendants... they began a mass exodus to the outlying regions of the Kraven nation.... they fled in their millions... taking with them what they could carry....

this was no disiplined march... it was a stampied... without order... and with out goal.. 6 million people marching headlong...

all around the kraven capitol... tent cities began to appear... people seeking to escape the conflict...

+++ Manchillian Science Group Research Facility +++

A large black truck pulled up inside the wearhouse, inside was sarron... bound and gagged... lying in a pool of his own... dying... congealed blood... all along the benches sat CP, cold and unmoving...

the truck came to a halt, its large engine ticking over.... the noise reverbarating around the wearhouse,

the reichmarshal came around from the passenger seat...

"CP... Dismount the specimen..."

all the cp stood up in unision... the grabbed one of the ropes and chains used to bind Sarron... the lifted him off the floor of the truck with minimal effort and began to step down onto the floor below...

the lift doors opened, and several scientists came running out...

"Excellent... We have finaly managed to track him down and capture him, take him down to level 130, Dr Richardson is waiting for him.."

"As you wish Dr Andrews" the CP responded...

+++ Farm House outside Kravonika +++

the envoy sat in the farm house... the guardsmen kept looking out of the windows... expecting something to kick off...

and their expectations were rewarded.... a vtol transport craft came hammering through the air... and quickly landed on the field outside the farm house... its sudden and quick impact shaking the farm house slightly..

"Shit.... CP!... get down..."

the guardsmen put the windows out with the butts of their assault rifles... and took up firing positions... then as clock work the CP came storming down the entry ramp of the VTOL, gpmg's spitting death left and right... bullets hammered through the door... splinters of wood errupting from the wooden pannels...

chairs and tables were hammered with bullets, and rounds ricoched off walls and arround the room...

the imperial guardsmen returned fire... spent ammo cases being ejected across the room..

a round from a CP smashed into the skull of a guardsmen... sending him sprawling to the floor... blood leaking from a massive whole in the side of his head...

another took a shot to the shoulder... the round blowing a large portion of his shoulder off... he lay on the ground groaning in pain... his breathing heavy and erratic..

the firing had stopped... the CP moved towards the building in a systematic sweep... ensuring that no other guardsmen had survived...


the envoy.. hiding at the back of the room, behind over turned tables that the guardsmen had set up for them... hadn't heard the CP approach the building...

they did however hear the CP take the door off its hinges, with a heavy Jack boot... the silouette of the CP stood imposing at the door... only the Glow of his two eyes making the silouette seem human...

the CP continued into the room... and took flanking positions on either side of the door... 2 CP stood, guarding... awaiting further orders...

then a third sillouette, entered the room... a Reichmarshal... he walked into the room and looked at the two corpses of the guardsmen...

Running status sweep...

Subjects found: 1000

Subject Stauses:
Cryogenetic Storage: 89%
Civillian Life: 7%
Military Life: 3%
Other: 1%

Breakdown of 'Other' Processing...

Dead: 30%
Incapacitated: 10%
Defected: 40%
Unknown: 20%

Breakdown of 'Incapacitated' Processing...

Subjects: 1, Retrieving Details...

Subject 1
ID: 3064
Location: #45674, #45098... Kravonia/Kraven Corporation
Status: Unconcious, Restrained, Awakening ETA... 02:06:31
Injuries;
Lower Left Shin, Severe Bruising
Right Temple, Shallow Cut, 89% Healed, ETA 01:29:58
Left Wrist, Severe Sprain, 42% Healed, ETA 01:50:26
Left Shoulder, Fracture, 91% Healed, ETA 00:20:09
Right Elbow, Dislocation, 100% Healed, ETA 00:00:00
Miscelaneous Cuts and Bruises, 68% Healed ETA: 02:15:06
Implant Status: Inactive

Accessing Implant...

ID: 3064
Damage: None
Status: Inactive

Activating Implant Sector 1... Done
Activating Implant Sector 2... Done
Activating Implant Sector 3... Done
Activating Implant Sector 4... Done

Accessing Implant...

ID: 3064
Damage: None
Status: Active

Farmhouse outside Kravonika

Karl's situation was getting worse by the minute. He had decided right then and there that he would give these large characters anything you want. Fumbling for his diplomatic immunity passbook, the pilot and militiamen scramble for their weapons, only to be shot by the shady figures at the door. He was now the only one left, and he could see his life flashing before him.

He stood up: «I surrender!»

The tall authority figure twisted his mouth into a wry smile and laughed a gruff, raspy laugh, like someone who smoked to much.

«Look gentlemen, our little red friend has wet his trousers»

The other men laughed.

«I-I have diplomatic immunity, y-you c-can't hurt me» Karl whimpered a little.

The men laughed again.

-Meanwhile, the Dovakhanese Direction for Security has just received the automatic distress call from the fallen plane-

Farmhouse outside Kravonika

Karl's situation was getting worse by the minute. He had decided right then and there that he would give these large characters anything you want. Fumbling for his diplomatic immunity passbook, the pilot and militiamen scramble for their weapons, only to be shot by the shady figures at the door. He was now the only one left, and he could see his life flashing before him.

He stood up: «I surrender!»

The tall authority figure twisted his mouth into a wry smile and laughed a gruff, raspy laugh, like someone who smoked to much.

«Look gentlemen, our little red friend has wet his trousers»

The other men laughed.

«I-I have diplomatic immunity, y-you c-can't hurt me» Karl whimpered a little.

The men laughed again.

-Meanwhile, the Dovakhanese Direction for Security has just received the automatic distress call from the fallen plane-


"I take it your from the Diplomatic Envoy?" the reichmarshall spoke "Regardless... your comming with us.." the two capitol police stepped forwards and grabbed the diplomat by the arms and dragged him over the table, the reichmarshal instantly turned and strode out back towards the APC, the two Capitol Police continued to drag the helpless diplomat across the fields towards the apc...

(OOC: Im not being nasty to you, its just the way the Secret Police and the CP's work... brutal and efficient, oh and CP dont laugh :))

Back in Dovakhan

Söfîâ was filing Trimestre 1 budget reports for the Direction for Finance when the telegram came to her via pneumatic tube:

Comrade Söfîâ Dârîûs-Ândrômêdâ Mâlîâ-Ârêx -STOP-

We have just been informed that the plane your husband Karl was traveling in was struck down a few hours ago in Kravonika -STOP- At this point -STOP- we have no reason to believe he is dead -STOP- but we have no spare agents at this time -STOP- We will do our best to address his case when we are better equiped -STOP-

The People's Direction for Security

As a trained part-time militiawoman, Sôfîâ knew already what she had to do.

(OOC: I figured as much, that is why I posted that turn of luck. Also, could we go back to the militiaman being chased by the tank thing, where was that supposed to be going?)

The first to awaken was the muscle sliver group, their enhanced genetics allowing them to recover more quickly, followed by the clot sliver, and then the rest, as the healing power of the clot sliver speeded their recovery, something about the room was damping their sight, and they couldn't hear either, they just sat blind and deaf, seeking their link to Kerrigan for orders, but Kerrigan was still unconcious, awaiting the pleasure of the Kraven scientists.

The first to awaken was the muscle sliver group, their enhanced genetics allowing them to recover more quickly, followed by the clot sliver, and then the rest, as the healing power of the clot sliver speeded their recovery, something about the room was damping their sight, and they couldn't hear either, they just sat blind and deaf, seeking their link to Kerrigan for orders, but Kerrigan was still unconcious, awaiting the pleasure of the Kraven scientists.

"Shall we begin?"

"Yes Dr.. I advise that you should..." the Riechmarshall spoke..

Kerrigan was layed out across the table, he many arms held down with high tensile wires, her legs strapped to the table by leather straps, and Capitol Police guards stood watch..

"Im going to begin the first incision here..." the Dr spoke picking up a circular bladed electric saw, he click it on to see if the item was working... the blade span into the life... the lighting of the room glinting off the spinning blade...

"Subject has a large, structure at the area of the shoulders, I am going to make an incision in the chest, intending to cut open and reveal the internal organs, subject has no aparant genatalia, or any other humanoid extermities I'd expect"

the blade touched Kerrigans chest, the blade span and whined as the Dr continued to push the blade into her chest, tracing a line down her front...

+++ Militiaman Block 3, Kravonika +++

the militia man ducked into a building and continued to run through the front living room of someones house, the APC's engine could still be heard dispite the distance the militiaman was making between them...

he ducked into the kitchen, just as he was about leap out of the back door, a patrol of Capitol police marched past, he quickly dived back into the house before the patrol spotted him... but the engine of the APC could still be heard, and was still closing....

he panicked..

tried to remain calm... and failed

he began to think of something to do, he'd lost his weapon while bailing out of the craft...

he just hoped that the others had faired better than he had

suddenly, the APC burst through the front living room wall... its massive twin V8 engines powering the behemoth over the rubble and debry from fallen masonry...

the militia mans face dropped...

Kerrigan awoke to the shrieking of an electric saw, and the uncomfortable sensation of someone using it on her chitinous exoskeleton, she hd the answer to that problem, flexing her powerful mental muscles and harnessing the strength deep within her body, then bringing forth the blades that gave her her name, severing the wires that held her to the table and sitting up. "Now boys, you should know better than to treat a girl like this." A terrifying smile split her face, just before she brought her blades arcing at the scientist face and the reichmarshalls guts...

The Dr held his face and slumped to the ground, his blood pooling beneath him... the Reichmarshal staggered trying to hold is guts in... his sense of duty holding him upright... he tried with all of his might to stay upright, but with each pulse of his heart a fragment of his strength was sapped with it... his vision was bluring and he began to sway... his barked commands at the Capitol Police in the room... but they became confused as blood welled up inside his mouth and made his speech incomprensible... with his last breath the reichmarshal pulled out his .50cal Desert eagle and let off three rounds in the general direction of the Kerrigan...

the Dr's outside the operating theatre had seen what had gone on, and their faces were a picture of pure horror... one quickly grabbed the microphone and screamed at the CP troopers to do something....

In one the CP opened fire on the Kerrigan... GPMG's flaring into life... spent ammo cases flying left and right... tiles exploding in a shower of ceramics... medical equipment was torn apart by the 7.62mm rounds that hammered through the air...

the Manchillian Computer system came online a soft calm female voice spoke all through the complex

"Containment Breach level 149... all Capitol Police troopers are ordered to respond"

The Dr held his face and slumped to the ground, his blood pooling beneath him... the Reichmarshal staggered trying to hold is guts in... his sense of duty holding him upright... he tried with all of his might to stay upright, but with each pulse of his heart a fragment of his strength was sapped with it... his vision was bluring and he began to sway... his barked commands at the Capitol Police in the room... but they became confused as blood welled up inside his mouth and made his speech incomprensible... with his last breath the reichmarshal pulled out his .50cal Desert eagle and let off three rounds in the general direction of the Kerrigan...

the Dr's outside the operating theatre had seen what had gone on, and their faces were a picture of pure horror... one quickly grabbed the microphone and screamed at the CP troopers to do something....

In one the CP opened fire on the Kerrigan... GPMG's flaring into life... spent ammo cases flying left and right... tiles exploding in a shower of ceramics... medical equipment was torn apart by the 7.62mm rounds that hammered through the air...

the Manchillian Computer system came online a soft calm female voice spoke all through the complex

"Containment Breach level 149... all Capitol Police troopers are ordered to respond"


Kerrigan was missed entirely by the .50 rounds, they went wide, sparking from the walls, while Kerrigan used her blades to free her legs and get to her feet. "Now boys, is that any way to treat a queen?" That horrible grin returned to her face as the first rounds simply sparked and jumped from her carapace, 7.62 wasn't enough to beat the queen of blades, and she struck back, charging her attackers, reaching them and simply running past them with her blades outstretched at the level of their throats, when she stopped it was only to watch her handiwork.

The Capitol police troopers heads came clean off, missing any form of protective armour and simply cutting through the cloth under garments that they wear... the 1st CP trooper slumped to the floor, his head rolling a few feet before becoming stationary a few feet away...

the seconds head rolled clean off in the same manner, however its body did not mearly slump to the ground... it walked forward a few steps, its body still completing the commands its mind had given it... the GPMG continued fire as the CP's body moved around the room firing indiscrimently...

Kerrigan smiled that evil, cold, sinister, sick smile before turning... her heightened senses picking up the noise of many... many... many CP troopers marching to her position....

The Capitol police troopers heads came clean off, missing any form of protective armour and simply cutting through the cloth under garments that they wear... the 1st CP trooper slumped to the floor, his head rolling a few feet before becoming stationary a few feet away...

the seconds head rolled clean off in the same manner, however its body did not mearly slump to the ground... it walked forward a few steps, its body still completing the commands its mind had given it... the GPMG continued fire as the CP's body moved around the room firing indiscrimently...

Kerrigan smiled that evil, cold, sinister, sick smile before turning... her heightened senses picking up the noise of many... many... many CP troopers marching to her position....


Kerrigan would be ready for them when they arrived, she was the queen of blades and they were simply humans, they were no match for her might, and she would kill them all, if it took her a year they would all die, because she was angry now, they had imprisoned the queen of blades, and now they would meet her half joking aspect, that of the queen bitch of the universe, and the queen bitch was very bitchy just about now...

The sealed containment door was still in the locked down position... the CP were amassed outside... one of them was placing C4 explosive around the edges of the doors, standard forced entry equipment... 3 of them held Assault Cannons... they locked and loaded... and prepared to fire...

the CP setting the C4 stepped back, and clicked the primer..

they all waited... then a small crack sounded around the operating theatre, and the door creaked before falling to the ground... Instantly the 3 CP with the Assault Cannons opened fire... the roar of the large caliber rounds filling the room with a defening racket that sounded like thunder...

The sealed containment door was still in the locked down position... the CP were amassed outside... one of them was placing C4 explosive around the edges of the doors, standard forced entry equipment... 3 of them held Assault Cannons... they locked and loaded... and prepared to fire...

the CP setting the C4 stepped back, and clicked the primer..

they all waited... then a small crack sounded around the operating theatre, and the door creaked before falling to the ground... Instantly the 3 CP with the Assault Cannons opened fire... the roar of the large caliber rounds filling the room with a defening racket that sounded like thunder...


Kerrigan simply stood off to the side, waiting for the assault cannon to stop firing before she readied her gun, a recent graft just for this mission, a Shredder, it fired shell rounds, depending on the type used they either ricocheted in a most frightful manner, or exploded along with their ricochets, and when the shooting stopped she let loose with a full clip, blasting the door way with ten rounds of ricochet shells.

He awoke to the explosion. Strapped to a cold metal slab of an operating table, Sarron observed his predicament. He sat up, tearing his bonds like paper chains and stood in the room. Six CP had been watching him, and from their compiled reports he was dangerous. Very, very dangerous. But they had no idea.

Sarron smiled faintly, but he was changed. His eyes were bright and vibrant, yet dead and souless. His injuries had inexplicably healed, due to not who, but what he was. He was one of The Processed, the remnant of the most elite cadre implanted with a Core.

A Core is a spherical, seamless device that manipulates certain energies to control the users brain. Its inventors were attempting to make Assisted AI, Artificial Inteligence that used the 'hosts' brain to do all the thinking, and the Core would simply cut out the self control aspects.

However, there was something they did not count on, and in time these 'Cores' were left unnatended together and became self concious. They formed what is now wispered about as The Ghost, literally the Ghost in the Machine, a sentinent program that is shared across all computers.

Over time this Ghost had spread to the entire country, new machines being unknowingly programmed with it. The Ghost was the controler of all 1000 cores, and all 1000 beings implanted with them. For an implantee, death was no obstacle. While active, lifespan was increased with pain registered but not felt. The perfect fighting force, but so costly it was shut down to avoid plunging the country into poverty.

Sarron rose, and the CP opened fire. In a split second, each and every bullet was assigned a priority, its speed and trajectory mapped and calculated. All CP stopped to reload, and when the smoke cleared Sarron was still staring back at them. Without a sound he tilted his head slightly, as if seeing a CP for the first time.

Without even blinking, he had ripped both arms off a CP and had forced a sizeable ammount of broken glass into him throat. He spun, kicking one in the chin and punching another. The first fell, their neck snapped and twisted. The second flew into a third, catching his head on the corner of a table and killing him outright. The third rose resiliently, only to be put back down again with a six foot pole swung for his head. Dodging clip-fulls of bullets from the last two without injury, Sarron dispatched them with cold brutality and headed to the door. As he left, blood dripped from the crack in the wall as an impaled CP grasped for life, and his partner spurting blood from a headless neck.

He massacred several CP in the corridor, the mutilated bodies slumped to the ground with a thick film of blood on the floor, walls and even ceiling. Sarron had commandeered one handgun from a corpse, and proceeded to the noise that woke him.

He awoke to the explosion. Strapped to a cold metal slab of an operating table, Sarron observed his predicament. He sat up, tearing his bonds like paper chains and stood in the room. Six CP had been watching him, and from their compiled reports he was dangerous. Very, very dangerous. But they had no idea.

Sarron smiled faintly, but he was changed. His eyes were bright and vibrant, yet dead and souless. His injuries had inexplicably healed, due to not who, but what he was. He was one of The Processed, the remnant of the most elite cadre implanted with a Core.

A Core is a spherical, seamless device that manipulates certain energies to control the users brain. Its inventors were attempting to make Assisted AI, Artificial Inteligence that used the 'hosts' brain to do all the thinking, and the Core would simply cut out the self control aspects.

However, there was something they did not count on, and in time these 'Cores' were left unnatended together and became self concious. They formed what is now wispered about as The Ghost, literally the Ghost in the Machine, a sentinent program that is shared across all computers.

Over time this Ghost had spread to the entire country, new machines being unknowingly programmed with it. The Ghost was the controler of all 1000 cores, and all 1000 beings implanted with them. For an implantee, death was no obstacle. While active, lifespan was increased with pain registered but not felt. The perfect fighting force, but so costly it was shut down to avoid plunging the country into poverty.

Sarron rose, and the CP opened fire. In a split second, each and every bullet was assigned a priority, its speed and trajectory mapped and calculated. All CP stopped to reload, and when the smoke cleared Sarron was still staring back at them. Without a sound he tilted his head slightly, as if seeing a CP for the first time.

Without even blinking, he had ripped both arms off a CP and had forced a sizeable ammount of broken glass into him throat. He spun, kicking one in the chin and punching another. The first fell, their neck snapped and twisted. The second flew into a third, catching his head on the corner of a table and killing him outright. The third rose resiliently, only to be put back down again with a six foot pole swung for his head. Dodging clip-fulls of bullets from the last two without injury, Sarron dispatched them with cold brutality and headed to the door. As he left, blood dripped from the crack in the wall as an impaled CP grasped for life, and his partner spurting blood from a headless neck.

He massacred several CP in the corridor, the mutilated bodies slumped to the ground with a thick film of blood on the floor, walls and even ceiling. Sarron had commandeered one handgun from a corpse, and proceeded to the noise that woke him.


As sarron camly walked out of the operating theatre on level 148, a small security camera tracked his movment... it panned slowly a small red light blinked on and off...

then the calm voice of the woman broke out over the noise of gun fire and explosions...

"Containment Breach in Level 148... CP are ord........." her voice cut out...

replaced by a colder mechanical voice... it was infinatly deep in its words.. but yet remaind shallow and empty...

"You'll never leave this place alive Sarron...." it spoke... its voice crisp and cold..

"Dont Make me release them..."

Kerrigan had unloaded her first clip and reloaded, now she waited for the first CP to show himself.

The CP stepped through the fray... the black matt paint on his chest armour had been frayed away by the bullets... his armour was dented and he looked like he'd seen better days... an area of exposed body, was bleeding from a wound but the mindless soldier was conditioned to ignore pain and continue to fight with maximum effectivness possible... but as the smoke cleared... the other two assault cannon weilding CP, hadn't been so lucky... they lay on the floor blood seeping across the room... assault cannon lay to one side...

The Surviving CP brought the assault cannon to bear, clicking the loading handle into place, readying another salvo... the barrel began to spin... picking up speed, until the motor was at a whine, then like some great dragon disgorging flames unto its enemies the assault cannon flared into life... bullets were sent speeding down the air lock... the CP held firm as the power of the assault cannon roared away..

Kerrigan still stood to the side, again waiting for the fire to stop before moving, this time she charged him whle the gun was spinning down, brining her blades to bear against him and determined to escape this laboratory.

The CP disengaged the Assault cannon... it dropped to the floor with a clatter... then in one swift motion drew his Bayonet, 3 ft of high tensile steel with a sharpened blade... the CP knew that his odds against her were poor... but he was designed to fight until dead or incapacitated... it lowered the blade and charged the Kerrigan hoping to impale her on the end of the bayonet... the sheer size and weight of the CP trooper adding to the force of the blade...

The CP disengaged the Assault cannon... it dropped to the floor with a clatter... then in one swift motion drew his Bayonet, 3 ft of high tensile steel with a sharpened blade... the CP knew that his odds against her were poor... but he was designed to fight until dead or incapacitated... it lowered the blade and charged the Kerrigan hoping to impale her on the end of the bayonet... the sheer size and weight of the CP trooper adding to the force of the blade...


The blade struck, and simply skimmed off of her armored chitin, it could withstand small caliber bullet impacts, this knife was nothing compared to that, and she struck back, one blade going high, the other going low to disembowel her opponent.

The rest of the slivers simply waited, their bolters had been stripped of amunition, but they still had their blades and they waited for Kerrigan to come for them, or for the scientists, but the scientists would die if they came.

the blade going low struck at the CP's armour, clancing off... the other going high was caught by the CP with his free hand... he dropped the bayonet and brought his other hand up... letting go of her blade the CP brought is first hand down grabbing the kerrigan at her side... and picking her up he hoisted her a few feet off the ground and charged headlong back into the Lab... running as fast as his metabolism would allow... his intent to crush her to death in a bullrush against the wall..... he cared not for her armour, or chitin exoskeleton... he was simple minded in his goal to stop her... these weren't normal CP, years of guarding the Manchillian Science group had led to scientists altering them slightly whenever the research had stopped or they simply had nothing to do...

they were more single minded in their goals, where slightly stronger, but in all other ways were exactly the same...

the blade going low struck at the CP's armour, clancing off... the other going high was caught by the CP with his free hand... he dropped the bayonet and brought his other hand up... letting go of her blade the CP brought is first hand down grabbing the kerrigan at her side... and picking her up he hoisted her a few feet off the ground and charged headlong back into the Lab... running as fast as his metabolism would allow... his intent to crush her to death in a bullrush against the wall..... he cared not for her armour, or chitin exoskeleton... he was simple minded in his goal to stop her... these weren't normal CP, years of guarding the Manchillian Science group had led to scientists altering them slightly whenever the research had stopped or they simply had nothing to do...

they were more single minded in their goals, where slightly stronger, but in all other ways were exactly the same...

Kerrigan didn't fight, just let him run her into the wall, she lost a little breath, and her chitin cracked in the back, but she survived, and then she fought back, biting him and clawing

The CP retaliated with punches, over and over again to any part of her body he could reach... but with each bite... and each slash... she gradualy tore into his armour... and into his soft flesh below... he continued to pound into her body wtih every ounce of his strength, not caring that his fingers may be broken... or his badly bruised hands.... he couldn't register the pain... or see the damage through his thick gloves... blood began to pool on the floor, as it ran down his legs and boots, they continued to tear into each other... until the bright glow of the eye peices began to fade... loosing their red glow until their was nothing but black empty sockets.... the trooper the collapsed to the ground... dead

The CP retaliated with punches, over and over again to any part of her body he could reach... but with each bite... and each slash... she gradualy tore into his armour... and into his soft flesh below... he continued to pound into her body wtih every ounce of his strength, not caring that his fingers may be broken... or his badly bruised hands.... he couldn't register the pain... or see the damage through his thick gloves... blood began to pool on the floor, as it ran down his legs and boots, they continued to tear into each other... until the bright glow of the eye peices began to fade... loosing their red glow until their was nothing but black empty sockets.... the trooper the collapsed to the ground... dead


The punches hadn't done any real damage, Kerrigan was pretty much fine, and she moved out, looking for the rest of her team, and when she found them she would complete her mission and leave.

Above ground, the war against the CP and the Imperial guard was begining to swing in the favour of the Guard, they had the tanks... the CP did not... all over the city, Imperial guard were jumping tactical squads of CP, taking them out with petrol bombs, grenades... anything to save ammunition and avoid fire fights...

when Imperial guard got bogged down in a war of attrition... it general ment they lost to the superior weapons and armour of the CP, but here and their pockets of resistance against the CP and the Secret police were also taking up arms, civilians joining the struggle against the oppressive aggressors...

+++ Imperial Palace +++

The Commander in chief over looked some reports... detailing the losses the CP were taking...

"Excellent... the Imperial Guard are doing their job quite nicley... "

"What was that Commander?"

"Nothing Grand Admiral... I am merely looking over reports of what is happening below..."

"And? What does the report say?"

"The CP are starting to take heavy casualties... Combat effectiveness of the 3rd, the 8th, and the 9th battalions are down to 53%... the Imperial guard appear to be taking the upper hand..."

"I shall inform father at once..."

"No.. Admiral... If you will permit me... I would like the honour of informing Father.."

"Very well.."

"Thank you Grand Admiral... I shall inform him at once..."

the Commander left the room, and headed down stairs...

"Father must never know of what is happening... I do not want him to interfere with out plans..."

a small black camera tracked the commanders movment...

+++ The Main Imperial Spire (Centre Spire of the Imperial Palace) +++

**Alert Systems.... All Systems Functioning... Camera Relay Systems online**
"Begin the Activiation of the Project 83342"

**All systems have been Activated.... Manchillian Science Group Systems are online... Proceeding to next phase of Initiation and system Restore... ETA until full Release 1 day, 6 hours and 32 minutes**

Kerrigan was searching the facility for a way to reach her team, she could feel them, but she could not find them anywhere, she decided to wait and capture a scientist and question him until he gave her the answers she needed.

Kerrigan was searching the facility for a way to reach her team, she could feel them, but she could not find them anywhere, she decided to wait and capture a scientist and question him until he gave her the answers she needed.

A scientist was sat, leaning on the arm of his chair, he was looking over reports of the Sardaukar training programe... he nodded to himself... and rubbed his face... it had been such a long time since he'd seen the surface...

"Perhaps I'll put my request for transfer in again..." the scientist thought to himself..

he picked up another report.. one stating the new scientific experiments... slivers... it detailed a lot of what the scientists had discovered through observations and dissection of the first sliver to arrive...

he threw the report on to the desk, then placed his feet to one side of the report... he leaned back and pulled open the draw, he reached inside and pulled out a bottle of burbon, unscrewing the cap he poured some into a tumbler he'd retreived along with the bottle, he sighed before taking a sip from the bottle.

++ The Surface ++

a group of capitol police swept through a building, the flame thrower roared through the front room of someones house, the flames licked up the wall seconds after a guardsman had ducked behind an overturned table..

"Shit Shit Shit!" the guardsman shrieked, as flames roared all around him....

for a moment the flames stopped... the guardsman brought his thoughts together... he quickly jumped up... fired a couple of rounds from his assault rifle, he lept through the back door of the house, stumbling over rubble and the corpse of a civilian... possibly the previous owner of the house....

masonry suddenly exploded as GPMG rounds burst through the wall from the kitchen.. where the Capitol police squad was...

a VTOL roared past... it stopped, wheeled round and opened fire on the Capitol police squad inside, the assault cannons span into life cutting through the bricks like they were paper... the Capitol police were lacerated... cut to ribbons by the large caliber rounds...

the VTOL lowered and the Guardsman pilot gave his thumbs up to the single guardsman below...

the other guardsman smiled and let his head drop to the ground... his first bit of rest since the squad had started following him...

Kerrigan was searching the facility when she stumbled on the scientists office, she broke down the door and made a rather impressive entrance, her blades extended and her gun ready, she was an imposing sight. "Where are the Slivers?" Her voice was like 1000 cicadas, it buzzed and vibrated eerily, sending chills down the spines of any who heard it.

The Doctor turned around in shock... his eyes widend at the the Kerrigan at the door...

"Shit!... She's Escaped!" he screamed... he franticaly looked around for some thing... the bottle of bourbon was the first thing he saw... he picked it up and threw it hard, to the floor beneath her.... bourbon splashed all around her feet and along the floor...

the Doctor quickly opened a draw... his breathing was heavy... searching through his belongings for a lighter... he pushed aside papers on the desk, and searched every inch of the desk as fast as he could...

nothing...

he stopped... turned, his face dropped... he was alone in a room with a sliver...

"Shit"

The Doctor turned around in shock... his eyes widend at the the Kerrigan at the door...

"Shit!... She's Escaped!" he screamed... he franticaly looked around for some thing... the bottle of bourbon was the first thing he saw... he picked it up and threw it hard, to the floor beneath her.... bourbon splashed all around her feet and along the floor...

the Doctor quickly opened a draw... his breathing was heavy... searching through his belongings for a lighter... he pushed aside papers on the desk, and searched every inch of the desk as fast as he could...

nothing...

he stopped... turned, his face dropped... he was alone in a room with a sliver...


"Shit"

"I asked where my slivers were, not wether or not you were going to splash my feet with fermented wheat products." She advanced towards him, bringing her blades fully into view. "Answer me, or I will beat an answer for your putrid lips!"

"I asked where my slivers were, not wether or not you were going to splash my feet with fermented wheat products." She advanced towards him, bringing her blades fully into view. "Answer me, or I will beat an answer for your putrid lips!"

(OOC: that made me laugh lol)

"Er... Erm... " the Doctor was shaking... he looked around his desk... pushing around papers... he pulled up a red folder, with the Kraven symbol on the cover...

"H... Her... Here" the Doctor continued to shake as he leaned over to give Kerrigan what she wanted...

"I... I.... Its got all the Details, of where they are... and whats been done to them..."


Kerrigan Flipped open the File


++ Manchillian Science Group +++

Slivers - Storage chamber 66 Level 149

Slivers 6, 8, 9 held in singular storage chambers

Other Slivers contained with in the Main chamber

Slivers 6,8,9 have been exposed to the Biological Agent GGHA

all other slivers are awaiting transportation to lower levels

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

(OOC:Slivers 6,8,9 may act more feral than normal, the biological agent acts upon the primitive part of the brain making it the dominante part of the brain for a period of time, it doesn't matter that the slivers dont breath, the Agent can be absorbed through the skin, or given to them in food sources, also when faced with agressors they will either Run away, or be forced to defend themselves if cornered, although effectivness of this is up to you, im not too familiar with Slivers genetics)

(OOC: that made me laugh lol)

"Er... Erm... " the Doctor was shaking... he looked around his desk... pushing around papers... he pulled up a red folder, with the Kraven symbol on the cover...

"H... Her... Here" the Doctor continued to shake as he leaned over to give Kerrigan what she wanted...

"I... I.... Its got all the Details, of where they are... and whats been done to them..."


Kerrigan Flipped open the File


++ Manchillian Science Group +++

Slivers - Storage chamber 66 Level 149

Slivers 6, 8, 9 held in singular storage chambers

Other Slivers contained with in the Main chamber

Slivers 6,8,9 have been exposed to the Biological Agent GGHA

all other slivers are awaiting transportation to lower levels

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

(OOC:Slivers 6,8,9 may act more feral than normal, the biological agent acts upon the primitive part of the brain making it the dominante part of the brain for a period of time, it doesn't matter that the slivers dont breath, the Agent can be absorbed through the skin, or given to them in food sources, also when faced with agressors they will either Run away, or be forced to defend themselves if cornered, although effectivness of this is up to you, im not too familiar with Slivers genetics)


OOC: It'll make them hyper-agressive, it's alot like the muscle slivers own ability, and that makes them strongwer, faster, tougher, and more willing to fight.

IC:

"Good, I'll leave you then, don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you, pathetic man."

As she turns she decapitates him, killing him without pain, then she cleans off her blades and heads for the room holding her team.

(OOC: Oops)

Capitol Police Patrols continued to search for kerrigan... they searched every room, on a level to level basis, ensuring that every where was given proper procedure in searching for targets...


++ Level 150, Sardaukar Containment ++

The cryo chambers storing the Sarduakar began to shut down, the lights were flickering green, then changed to amber... the defrosting systems had come online... althrough out the level... thousands and thousands of cry chambers began to enter the defrost cycle...

then automated machinery began to prepare the armour and suits for deployment,

** Time to Complete Sardaukar Initialisation.... 3 Hours **

The soft female voice rang out across the complex...

(OOC: Oops)

Capitol Police Patrols continued to search for kerrigan... they searched every room, on a level to level basis, ensuring that every where was given proper procedure in searching for targets...


++ Level 150, Sardaukar Containment ++

The cryo chambers storing the Sarduakar began to shut down, the lights were flickering green, then changed to amber... the defrosting systems had come online... althrough out the level... thousands and thousands of cry chambers began to enter the defrost cycle...

then automated machinery began to prepare the armour and suits for deployment,

** Time to Complete Sardaukar Initialisation.... 3 Hours **

The soft female voice rang out across the complex...

OOC: oops is right, anything that depresses higher brain functions also makes them more angry, it's how the muscle sliver ability works.

Kerrigan was almost to her destination when she encountered the first patrol, but she was faster than they were, letting loose with her shredder and lashing the walls with ricochets.

The Capitol police turned around... two of them being taken down, rounds hammering into their unprotected back.. the other 3 in the squad immeadiatly opened fire... GPMG's flaring into life, the roar of muzzle flare filling the corridor..

scientists ran for cover, as bullets smashed through windows...

The Capitol police turned around... two of them being taken down, rounds hammering into their unprotected back.. the other 3 in the squad immeadiatly opened fire... GPMG's flaring into life, the roar of muzzle flare filling the corridor..

scientists ran for cover, as bullets smashed through windows...

The three slivers began pounding on their containers, they attacked with blade and acid, determined to break free.

Kerrigan took hits, most bouncing off, but a few penetrated her lighter joint armor, damaging her injured shoulder, and Kerrigan fired back, loosing another stream of ricochets against the CPs.

one of the rounds ricoched of the wall and went slamming into the helmet of a CP, he fell to the ground... but within a few minutes had scrambled back to his feet, a large dent left in his helmet, the GPMG's flared into life once more... a small black security camera tracked the fire fight below.

then the soft female voice rang out across the facility once more

**Intruder Sector 3 level 149 all Capitol Police are Ordered to Respond**

Kerrigan fired again, and dropped another CP he fell to the ground his GPMG continuing to fire, its rounds traceing a deadly arc up a wall... seconds later screams could be heard comming from within the lab,

the Corridor Kerrigan was currently stood in was a T junction, one end blocked off by a squad of 2 remaining Capitol police.

the other end was blocked off now, by another squad of Capitol police, they responded in the usual manner... opening fire and filling the air with as much lead as possible.

++Sliver Containment Level ++

the slivers were hammering against the glass... it was doing little damage... but the acid was slowly weakening it... melting away at the glass.... until it was weak enough for them to smash in an explosion and shower of fragments of glass...

scientists instantly fled from the scene... and the Capitol police present, reliable as ever... opened fire.. responding with Maximum force...

one of the rounds ricoched of the wall and went slamming into the helmet of a CP, he fell to the ground... but within a few minutes had scrambled back to his feet, a large dent left in his helmet, the GPMG's flared into life once more... a small black security camera tracked the fire fight below.

then the soft female voice rang out across the facility once more

**Intruder Sector 3 level 149 all Capitol Police are Ordered to Respond**

Kerrigan fired again, and dropped another CP he fell to the ground his GPMG continuing to fire, its rounds traceing a deadly arc up a wall... seconds later screams could be heard comming from within the lab,

the Corridor Kerrigan was currently stood in was a T junction, one end blocked off by a squad of 2 remaining Capitol police.

the other end was blocked off now, by another squad of Capitol police, they responded in the usual manner... opening fire and filling the air with as much lead as possible.

++Sliver Containment Level ++

the slivers were hammering against the glass... it was doing little damage... but the acid was slowly weakening it... melting away at the glass.... until it was weak enough for them to smash in an explosion and shower of fragments of glass...

scientists instantly fled from the scene... and the Capitol police present, reliable as ever... opened fire.. responding with Maximum force...


Kerrigan ran forward and jumped through one of the broken windows, she eeded a moment to prepare before she dealt with the CPs, and the time it would take them to enter the room would be enough, she just had to change clips, switching to HE, now she was ready to deal a lot more damage.

The slivers were battered by the bullets, but their armor and chitin held, one was wounded, but it was shallow, and not life threatening, the slivers returned the favor the CP had done them, it was impossible to unload a bolter that had been grafted on without consent of the graftee, and the slivers fired their heavy weapons at the nearby CP.

The CP didn't Enter the room that Kerrigan was in... they simply stood back in a line.... one lobbed two Flash bangs through the window... hoping to disorientate her enough for the rest of the CP, to fill the room with lead...

there was two loud thumps, and flashes... the CP were unaffected by flashbangs due to the flare comp on their optical mags,

the CP in unison began to fire... the bullets ripping through the walls like paper... their optical mags had been switched from normal veiw finders, to flare comp.. then to heat tracking sensors... they knew exactly where to fire...

The CP didn't Enter the room that Kerrigan was in... they simply stood back in a line.... one lobbed two Flash bangs through the window... hoping to disorientate her enough for the rest of the CP, to fill the room with lead...

there was two loud thumps, and flashes... the CP were unaffected by flashbangs due to the flare comp on their optical mags,

the CP in unison began to fire... the bullets ripping through the walls like paper... their optical mags had been switched from normal veiw finders, to flare comp.. then to heat tracking sensors... they knew exactly where to fire...

Kerrigan wasn't sure how they were following her, but it sucked however they did it, she dodged most of the bullets, and a few cracked off her armor, but one lodged itself in her thigh, right before she quickly stood up and fired a few HE shells at the CP outside.

3 CP went down in an explosive ball of fire... their armour torn asunder due to the extensive damage caused by the fire fight just moments before... one charged through the wall, masonry and chip board exploding across the and coating his black armour in a fine white dust, he ran at Kerrigan bringing his bayonet down on her shoulder hard...

++ Sliver Containtment Level 149 ++

the slivers continued to fire at the CP present... 1 went down instantly when the firing began, the others took some rounds before they were taken out, a group of CP had barricaded the door with over turned filing cabinets and heavy wooden tables... they fired spasmodicaly, using Corporate carbines instead of cumbersome GPMG's for this fire fight (OOC: Corporate carbines are just MP40's at 7.62mm)

3 CP went down in an explosive ball of fire... their armour torn asunder due to the extensive damage caused by the fire fight just moments before... one charged through the wall, masonry and chip board exploding across the and coating his black armour in a fine white dust, he ran at Kerrigan bringing his bayonet down on her shoulder hard...

++ Sliver Containtment Level 149 ++

the slivers continued to fire at the CP present... 1 went down instantly when the firing began, the others took some rounds before they were taken out, a group of CP had barricaded the door with over turned filing cabinets and heavy wooden tables... they fired spasmodicaly, using Corporate carbines instead of cumbersome GPMG's for this fire fight (OOC: Corporate carbines are just MP40's at 7.62mm)


Kerrgians weakened armor soplit under the blow, the bayonwet embedded in her flesh, but she had a surprise for him, she had a bigger knife than he did, and she used it, bringing her working arm up and across, lashing at his torso and throat, when she finished she intended to Consume him for his energy, then she would heal.

The slivers took hits, but the puny SMGs were no match for their armor, it would take at least a GPMG to injure them without precise accuracy, and these CP had no accuracy worth mentioning, and the slivers shot back with their bolters, the explosive shells sparking from walls and cabinets before detonating with cataclysmic results.

He stopped and stood. "Sarron...." He mimicked. Something snapped, he twitched violently twice and fell to the ground. Unconsious, he was still moving as he lay on his back with his arms by his sides.

Accessing Memory Banks...
Retrieving...
Intergrating...
Warning, Memory loss detected 3456644 through 3518752
Applying Retrieved Memory...
Memory Restored...
Warning, Neural Implant Rejection Detected...
Applying Suppressants...
System Functionality Failed
Core Status: Active
Control Mechanisms Disabled...
Reactivating Control Mechanisms...
System Failure, Rebooting in T Minus 3 Seconds
Rebooting Paused, System Halted

Sarron rose, he had regained his personality and control of his own body yet the Core was still active in his subconcious. He was himself once more, but still enhanced with the implant. It opened vast levels of understanding to him, always calculating, never estimating. He knew exactly how thick and dense the walls were, exactly where shadows would render him invisible to humans.

He explored the level, eventually coming to a large room marked ARMOURY. This was his sort of place. Large Caliber handguns were arranged in racks, with Corporate Carbines and GPMGs lining the walls. Crates of both .50 handgun and 7.62 (ooc: I am still unsure if this is x39mm or x51mm) ammunition were stacked at one end.

But there was something else. A cryo-tube at the back, housing one empty suit of armour. Sarron grinned, it was CyberPlate armour, made by Concremian Firearms. On closer inspection he saw the nametag, simply DIUN in stencil white paint. It must have been taken from his ex-comrade during the BMG Conflict, who Sarron had betrayed for promises of wealth from the Kraven Corporation. He did not regret his decision for a second, as the initial sum had secured is retirement, whenever that might be.

Donning the armour, a single stroke of his knife removed the painted name. He did not need distracting memories. Armed with two handguns and a GPMG, and with enough armour to laugh at a 65mm missile, he proceeded to where the Slivers were being held; this information found on the database. He had an encounter with their kind before, which although favourable had cost him his left eye. Sarron adjusted the strap of the patch, and deciding to make as big an entrance as possible he took a running jump and elbowed his way through the wall.

He rolled once and stood, opening fire with the handguns, purposely picking out the CP. The Cores influence was still present, every incoming bullet measured in density, point preasure and speed. All but the designers had wondered what the layer of crystal within the CyberPlate was for, but now it was clear. It was designed to support the Core, making the armour dense to counteract impact of debris. Even when armoured his dexterity was stunning, the unique combination of training, calculating, skill and fitness dodging every round that came his way. He knew damn well he could shoot the bullets out of the air, but he would keep it simple for now.

(OOC: 7.62mm x 51mm)


Two CP fell to Sarrons expert firing, pinpointing weak spots in the armour plating, the CP turned and returned fire, Corporate Carbine rounds ricoched off his armour, sparks sent flying, the Capitol Police were fighting a blatantly loosing battle, Slivers on one side, firing bolters down the corridor... impacting in the over turned and make shift barricades... and from behind the monster that was Sarron, efficiently taking out Capitol Police left and right... with in a few minutes the Containment squad was eliminated... the corpses of capitol police littered the floor, damage was extensive all across the facility...

as before the black camera panned across the scene, a small blinking red light the only sign that what ever was controling this camera was intelligent.

++ Sardaukar Containment Level ++

the automated machinery was operating, Naked Sardaukar troopers stood in the air tight confines of the Prepartion labs, the machines lowered and with a click the first armour plate was lowered into place, a secondry click then a hiss of steam from machinery signaled that the armour chest was locked into place, the machine quickly retracted into the ceiling, only to return a few moments later with the next part of the armour, the machine went through this routine for several minutes, until a fully armoured Sardaukar stood...

one more machine came down, it lowered a bio containment suit onto the armoured trooper, and prepared to initlise the bio agent that makes the Sardaukar so formidable...

there was a sudden blast of steam and the machine returned to the ceiling

**Sardaukar 8453 Completed** came the soft voice of the woman so present in this facility

althrough out this section of the facility machines worked away, armouring up dozens of Sardaukar, placing the bio containment suits on, and bringing the troopers fully online...

Each trooper when brought online, stepped two paces forward, another machine lowered itself and placed the back pack onto the trooper, several clicks signaling the completion of this face, the Back pack held the bio agent, as well as ammunition and communication relays.

the Machine returned to the ceiling before returning with the compact assault cannon, it placed it into the hand of the sardaukar and clicked the belt feed into the back pack...

the trooper took another step forward and a lift lowered him into the staging area, where hundereds upon hundereds of Sardaukar stood and ready to fight...

The Slivers weren't sure what "Saradukar" were, but they decided that CP were likely the least of their problems now.

Kerrigan fought the knife that held her pinned, and she eventually won free, now she would meet with her team after Consuming this fool who had hurt her.

A squad of 6 Sardaukar was the first to be released, they stormed through the level, until they hit the stair well, with speed the squad had traveresed the 160 steps to the next level, and were preparing to force their way into the Labs, inside the visor of the bio containment suit, it was giving readings, telling the sardaukar the ambient temperature outside, how much ammunition was left in the back pack, the status of his body, as well as a targeter for the assault cannon...

the squad burst through the door, into the main corridor at this level... a group of CP were heading towards the combat zone... instantly all 6 Sarduakar raised their assault cannons and opened fire, the barrell span almost immeadiatly, having no time to wait for the barrell to reach speed, bullets were sent speeding down the corridor, slicing through walls, ricoching off the floor, the Capitol Police at the end of the corridor were hit and hit hard, the first 3 fell immeadiatly... their bodies spasming as bullets tore into the barley protected backs, the other 2 capitol police, responding as always returned fire, their GPMG's burst into life, spraying the corridor with lead, the first 2 Sardaukar went down, rounds hammering into their chest... both Sardaukar were thrown to the ground, by the unexpected barrage of bullets,

the other Sardaukar continued to fire... the large caliber bullets of the Assault cannon tore into the remaining Capitol police with ease... their armour was split and torn open like unprotected flesh with a monofilament blade, the other Sardaukar advanced down the corridor, their visor equipment indicating that all 5 Capitol Police were dead, they continued, the two sardaukar that had been taken down by the CP, slowly sat up, raised off the ground... and continued to the Combat zone...

The Pinicle of Manchillian Sciences...

((Bump/Updated post))

Kerrigan was finished Consuming the fool who had attacked her, and healing nicely, now she moved out again, searching for her free team members, while they moved towards her at the same time, they would meet up, find the rest of the team, destroy the faciluity, and leave this disgusting country.

The Sardaukar continued down the corridor, over corpses and papers, a group of scientists were hiding in one of the rooms, the Sardaukar were looking left to right, their visors pin pointing sources of activity... the scientists were trying to stay as calm and as quiet as possible, they could see the Sarduakar silently moving past the window, the only thing that made them out to be Sardaukar was the green glow from the visor.. it chilled them to the core... inhuman killing machines, bred for the sole purpose of war... bred to kill, it was all they understood, either the death of their enemies, or the death of themselves..

one of the scientists wimpered...

in the visor of the Sarduakar... a spike appeared in one of the scans... they all instantly turned and opened fire...their assault cannons roaring death into the room.... the glass shattered, paper, boxes, filing cabinets it was all torn apart by the bullets that ripped through the office... the scientists were butchered... they stood no chance... one tried to escape and got up from behind the desk... but was almost instantly cut down when the barrage begin..

the visor pinpointed the corpse of each scientist in the room, and declared them dead...

http://www.duneart.com/harkonnen.jpg (Sardaukar)

The Sardaukar continued down the corridor, over corpses and papers, a group of scientists were hiding in one of the rooms, the Sardaukar were looking left to right, their visors pin pointing sources of activity... the scientists were trying to stay as calm and as quiet as possible, they could see the Sarduakar silently moving past the window, the only thing that made them out to be Sardaukar was the green glow from the visor.. it chilled them to the core... inhuman killing machines, bred for the sole purpose of war... bred to kill, it was all they understood, either the death of their enemies, or the death of themselves..

one of the scientists wimpered...

in the visor of the Sarduakar... a spike appeared in one of the scans... they all instantly turned and opened fire...their assault cannons roaring death into the room.... the glass shattered, paper, boxes, filing cabinets it was all torn apart by the bullets that ripped through the office... the scientists were butchered... they stood no chance... one tried to escape and got up from behind the desk... but was almost instantly cut down when the barrage begin..

the visor pinpointed the corpse of each scientist in the room, and declared them dead...

http://www.duneart.com/harkonnen.jpg (Sardaukar)


OOC: What, no IFF? :rolleyes:

IC:

Kerrigan and the three free slivers met up soon after the slaughter, they haqd heard the firing and gone in the opposite direction, they would eventually be forced to go that way again, but they would do it on their terms, no one elses.

(OOC: IFF?)

The Sardaukar reached the containment zone... there was nothing... no one, the visor scanned the corpses that lay before them... declared dead... the Sardaukar continued further into the containment area... to where the Slivers had first escaped... nothing.. just more CP corpses..

the Sardaukar turned then stopped and awaited further orders.

(OOC: IFF?)

The Sardaukar reached the containment zone... there was nothing... no one, the visor scanned the corpses that lay before them... declared dead... the Sardaukar continued further into the containment area... to where the Slivers had first escaped... nothing.. just more CP corpses..

the Sardaukar turned then stopped and awaited further orders.

OOC: The Saradukar can't tell "Good guys" from "Bad guys", Identify Friend or Foe, IFF.

IC:

The sliver and Kerrigan kept moving away from the Saradukar, they would get away from the threat, and then head downward, to the rest of the teams location, then they would get to the bottom, plant their weapons, and leave.

(OOC:Oh but they do have IFF ;))

A Second squad appeared on the floor above the 149th, they moved out and began to slaughter anything that moved and wasn't Sardauakar... scientists... Capitol Police, workers, cleaners... they swept through the area like a Hurricane... with speed and efficiency they eliminated everyone on that floor... the Capitol Police returned fire... taking down 3, but for them just to get back up a few minutes later... the Capitol Police were efficiently swept away in a torrent of gunfire... the Sardaukar reached a Check point on their Systematic Sweep... and Awaited further orders...

(OOC: btw lower levels are Sardaukar Staging levels, and Cryotanks)

(OOC:Oh but they do have IFF ;))

A Second squad appeared on the floor above the 149th, they moved out and began to slaughter anything that moved and wasn't Sardauakar... scientists... Capitol Police, workers, cleaners... they swept through the area like a Hurricane... with speed and efficiency they eliminated everyone on that floor... the Capitol Police returned fire... taking down 3, but for them just to get back up a few minutes later... the Capitol Police were efficiently swept away in a torrent of gunfire... the Sardaukar reached a Check point on their Systematic Sweep... and Awaited further orders...

(OOC: btw lower levels are Sardaukar Staging levels, and Cryotanks)

OOC: Well, they obviously can't tell F from F. :D

IC:

Kerrigan and her team managed to avoid the sweeps for a while, but they wre eventually going to be caught, they decided against that option, and when the Saradukar paused, they struck, bolters blazing away with HE fury, while Shredder rounds ricocheted and exploded in insane patters around the area.

The Sudden attack took all 6 Sardaukar down in one go... the rounds hammering into their chests, lower torso's, legs.. and arms.. each Sardaukar fell to the ground with a heavy thump

the firing ceased... an eeiry silence fell across the room... the only sound the hum of air conditioners...

minutes passed... and the Sardaukar still lay there...

then in one.. all 6 Sardaukar rose to their feet... their assault cannons powering up... within a few seconds bright plumes of muzzle flare was errupting violently from the barrels of the Assault cannons... Each Sardaukar was tracking the Slivers, determining which was the most appropriate to fire at...

The Sudden attack took all 6 Sardaukar down in one go... the rounds hammering into their chests, lower torso's, legs.. and arms.. each Sardaukar fell to the ground with a heavy thump

the firing ceased... an eeiry silence fell across the room... the only sound the hum of air conditioners...

minutes passed... and the Sardaukar still lay there...

then in one.. all 6 Sardaukar rose to their feet... their assault cannons powering up... within a few seconds bright plumes of muzzle flare was errupting violently from the barrels of the Assault cannons... Each Sardaukar was tracking the Slivers, determining which was the most appropriate to fire at...

The Slivers dodged the cannon fire as best they could, and they kept up their barrage, blasting with every weapon they had, while Kerrigan moved closer, readying her powers for the fight, she had more than just good looks and a blade going for her, and the Saradukar would soon find out why, when she unleashed the psionic storm on them, right now.

Cobalt lightning coruscated through the air around the Saradukar, filling the area with the reek of ozone and scorched metal as the power lanced through the intersection that the Saradukar occupied.

The Slivers dodged the cannon fire as best they could, and they kept up their barrage, blasting with every weapon they had, while Kerrigan moved closer, readying her powers for the fight, she had more than just good looks and a blade going for her, and the Saradukar would soon find out why, when she unleashed the psionic storm on them, right now.

Cobalt lightning coruscated through the air around the Saradukar, filling the area with the reek of ozone and scorched metal as the power lanced through the intersection that the Saradukar occupied.

the lighting coursed through each sardaukars body... they spasmed as the electricity conducted with their bodies...

the sardaukar shook violently... assault cannons still roaring away...

suddenly... one after the other the sardaukar's visor exploded in a shower of glass... and as each one did, each sardaukar fell to the ground...

the lightening stopped...

the Sardaukar lay there.

suddenly... one after another in the same order that their visors broke, there was an explosion of blood from inside the helmet... covering part of the ground around them in crimson lifeblood...

each sardaukar lay there...

Dead.

the lighting coursed through each sardaukars body... they spasmed as the electricity conducted with their bodies...

the sardaukar shook violently... assault cannons still roaring away...

suddenly... one after the other the sardaukar's visor exploded in a shower of glass... and as each one did, each sardaukar fell to the ground...

the lightening stopped...

the Sardaukar lay there.

suddenly... one after another in the same order that their visors broke, there was an explosion of blood from inside the helmet... covering part of the ground around them in crimson lifeblood...

each sardaukar lay there...

Dead.


OOC: I expected I could overload something by doing that, now I just hope I don't have to repeat the performance too often... Maybe I shoulda brought a Tesla Sliver with me... Oh well, too late now.

IC:

Kerrigan was exhausted by the power she had channeled, the team was a bit chewed from the fight, their armor damaged in places, even penetrated in one incident, but they would Consume, and they would heal, and then they would find the rest.

The remaining slivers were battering at the cages that held them, blades attacking everything they could reach, but without the acid they could not escape as quickly, they would be free eventually, it would just take a bit longer...

(OOC: No you won't, the only real weakspot on a Sardaukar is the Visor, destroy it and you kill him instantly, no questions asked, the only other option is to fill him with as much lead as possible, but the chances of somone being able to do that without the Sardaukar killing him first are remote, Note:this is OOC information, i don't think the slivers would have caught onto that factt yet :))

the second squad of Sardaukar were orderd into the lower levels, one of the Sardaukar teams had been eliminated, and they were to respond with maximum violence...

the team sped towards the stair well... they barged through the door with frightening speed, and stormed down the stairs until they had reached the door to level 149, instantly the squad charged down the door, and stormed into the room Assault cannons blazing... ensuring that anyone milling around, waiting for someone to come through the door, was shocked... and thrown into a fit of terror, the style of the Sardaukar... using malice and terror as primary weapons... break your enemy with a psychological battle, hence why the Visors glowed green... the psychological impact of only being able to see a sea of green visors walking towards you during the night, unnerved even the most steadfast of soldiers.

the squad ceased firing and began to advance to the last known location of squad 1... scanning for targets as they moved.

(OOC: No you won't, the only real weakspot on a Sardaukar is the Visor, destroy it and you kill him instantly, no questions asked, the only other option is to fill him with as much lead as possible, but the chances of somone being able to do that without the Sardaukar killing him first are remote, Note:this is OOC information, i don't think the slivers would have caught onto that factt yet :))

the second squad of Sardaukar were orderd into the lower levels, one of the Sardaukar teams had been eliminated, and they were to respond with maximum violence...

the team sped towards the stair well... they barged through the door with frightening speed, and stormed down the stairs until they had reached the door to level 149, instantly the squad charged down the door, and stormed into the room Assault cannons blazing... ensuring that anyone milling around, waiting for someone to come through the door, was shocked... and thrown into a fit of terror, the style of the Sardaukar... using malice and terror as primary weapons... break your enemy with a psychological battle, hence why the Visors glowed green... the psychological impact of only being able to see a sea of green visors walking towards you during the night, unnerved even the most steadfast of soldiers.

the squad ceased firing and began to advance to the last known location of squad 1... scanning for targets as they moved.

OOC: Kerrigan has an idea that that may be it, butthe rest have nothing.

IC:

The slivers hid, perfectly still against the walls of the nearby rooms, waiting for th Saradukar to pause so that they could attack.

The Sardaukar advanced... scanning each room for movment... or condensation from someone breathing... nothing... they continued to scan other rooms and move along the corridor...

a 3rd squad was being moved up from the lower levels to assist with the systematic elimination of all life in the Facility...

The Sardaukar advanced... scanning each room for movment... or condensation from someone breathing... nothing... they continued to scan other rooms and move along the corridor...

a 3rd squad was being moved up from the lower levels to assist with the systematic elimination of all life in the Facility...

OOC: If there'ss omething standing in the open, but not moving, will the Saradukar target it?

OOC: If there'ss omething standing in the open, but not moving, will the Saradukar target it?

OOC: Depends how many life signs it gives off, Breathing, Condensation, heat, thing that'll make the target blatantly alive will result in them targeting it, however masking these attributes and remaining still will easily fool a sardaukar

OOC: Depends how many life signs it gives off, Breathing, Condensation, heat, thing that'll make the target blatantly alive will result in them targeting it, however masking these attributes and remaining still will easily fool a sardaukar
OOC: So if Kerrigan let them walk past her without moving at all, they'd ignore her?

OOC: Yes they won't see her as a threat... they will think shes an interesting filing cabinet or hat stand

OOC: Yes they won't see her as a threat... they will think shes an interesting filing cabinet or hat stand

OOC: Good, now I can make my post, secure in the knowledge that I'm not doing something infernally stupid.

IC:

Kerrigan stood, immobile, not needing to breathe, she waited for her target to reach her before she would strike, then she would see if the visor was really as much of a weakness as she believed it was.

The Sardaukar Approached her.. scanning rooms as they went... assault cannons held at the hip, the usual firing stance for Sardaukar... then an anomalie appeared on the scans, somthing was infront of them, but they didn't know what, Kerrigan watched, the squad of sardaukar was stood infront of her, she realised that they scanned each room with some form of Lazer Designator, she could see each one scanning her from a lazer targeter device on the side of the helmet, if the corridor was dark, she would have spotted it sooner...

the scan stopped, confirmed that whatever it was, wasn't hostile.

the Squad continued, moving past the Kerrigan...

The Sardaukar Approached her.. scanning rooms as they went... assault cannons held at the hip, the usual firing stance for Sardaukar... then an anomalie appeared on the scans, somthing was infront of them, but they didn't know what, Kerrigan watched, the squad of sardaukar was stood infront of her, she realised that they scanned each room with some form of Lazer Designator, she could see each one scanning her from a lazer targeter device on the side of the helmet, if the corridor was dark, she would have spotted it sooner...

the scan stopped, confirmed that whatever it was, wasn't hostile.

the Squad continued, moving past the Kerrigan...

As the squad moved, she struck, attacking with both blades and her shredder, the target was the visors of the Saradukar, time to see if they had a weakness, from behind Kerrigans position the Slivers came out, blasting with Bolters at the Saradukars backs, maybe the backpack was a weakness as well, only one way to find out...

Kerrigan smashed the Visors of two sardaukar... within seconds their faces exploded... covering kerrigan in their life blood, it was thick and fleshy chunks hung from her face..

the other slivers who had fired at the Sardaukars back packs were replied to with assault cannon fire... bullets tracing a line across the floor... impacting against the slivers...

one went down to bolter fire... but was back on his feet a few moments later...

the two with smashed visors, however... were still on the ground...

Kerrigan smashed the Visors of two sardaukar... within seconds their faces exploded... covering kerrigan in their life blood, it was thick and fleshy chunks hung from her face..

the other slivers who had fired at the Sardaukars back packs were replied to with assault cannon fire... bullets tracing a line across the floor... impacting against the slivers...

one went down to bolter fire... but was back on his feet a few moments later...

the two with smashed visors, however... were still on the ground...

One sliver died, its body destroyed by the assault cannon fire, the other two rode out the wave of bullets, returning fire as best they could, they wouldn't last very long if this kept up, but Kerrigan attacked agai, another shredder round went out, and her blades went up again, two more targets were in her line of attack, and soon two more targets would be down.

The Sardaukars visors went into overload, telling them that the threat was very much kerrigan... and not the smaller slivers, it pinpointed where the kerrigan was and in unision the remaining Sardaukar span round and opened fire on her... CQB with assault cannons... another terror effect used by the Sardaukar...

The Sardaukars visors went into overload, telling them that the threat was very much kerrigan... and not the smaller slivers, it pinpointed where the kerrigan was and in unision the remaining Sardaukar span round and opened fire on her... CQB with assault cannons... another terror effect used by the Sardaukar...

They shot at where Kerrigan was, but she was no longer there, now she was in close, blades ready to harvest the Saradukar and reap their pathetic bodies.

The Slivers contiuned to shoot, blasting the backs of the Saradukar to kep them at least slightly off-balance.

The Sardaukar were felled easily... kerrigans blades destroying visors.. each ones face exploded.. showering their armour with blood and bits of flesh..

then... the usual soft females voice.. was replaced with the cold and efficient voice of a male... it was mechanical... empty, but yet with full of meaning..

**You'll never leave this place alive Kerrigan...** it spoke...

at the end of the corridor was a small security camera watching the events unfold...

The Sardaukar were felled easily... kerrigans blades destroying visors.. each ones face exploded.. showering their armour with blood and bits of flesh..

then... the usual soft females voice.. was replaced with the cold and efficient voice of a male... it was mechanical... empty, but yet with full of meaning..

**You'll never leave this place alive Kerrigan...** it spoke...

at the end of the corridor was a small security camera watching the events unfold...

"Face me then, if you think yourself so powerful as to defeat the Queen of Blades!" Kerrigan was drenched in gore from her opponents deaths, she was wounded in a couple of places, but she lived, and the Saradukar were dead, and that was all that mattered.

there was a ding, the sound of a lift reaching their floor... followed by several others, every lift in the area was reaching their floor, then without warning, the lights in the area went off... plunging the floor into complete darkness... true dark...

there were several sounds of doors sliding open.... then from the dark all that could be seen were dozens and dozens of visors... and Lazer designators.

Kerrigan looked down... all over her body was multipul lazer designators...

dozens of Sardaukar were approaching their position... more and more...

(OOC: this is the last ditch attempt to stop you here, before the Sardaukar are released on the surface with orders to eliminate the Imperial Guard, the voice that keeps speaking to you and Sarron, can't come and fight you... this you will find out at a later date why :))

there was a ding, the sound of a lift reaching their floor... followed by several others, every lift in the area was reaching their floor, then without warning, the lights in the area went off... plunging the floor into complete darkness... true dark...

there were several sounds of doors sliding open.... then from the dark all that could be seen were dozens and dozens of visors... and Lazer designators.

Kerrigan looked down... all over her body was multipul lazer designators...

dozens of Sardaukar were approaching their position... more and more...

(OOC: this is the last ditch attempt to stop you here, before the Sardaukar are released on the surface with orders to eliminate the Imperial Guard, the voice that keeps speaking to you and Sarron, can't come and fight you... this you will find out at a later date why :))

OOC: Don't worry, I have one more trick up my sleeve, and it's not the Jedi Mind-trick :p .

IC:

Kerrigan was ready, soon they would all be destroyed, and then they could move on to their objective. She was preparing a variation on the Psychic Storm more fucused and linear than the coruscating power of the storm, she would fill the halls around this place with the reek of dying Saradukar, and she would love every moment of it.

She struck, power flying down the halls in the form of rippling flame and flashing lightning, the Saradukar would be helpless before her unleashed fury.

Sardaukars visors exploded left and right... some, before the lightening took its toll.. opened fire... bullets raced towards kerrigan... but a few seconds later their visors exploded too...

from the stair well... more Sardaukar stormed through into the level, only to die suddenly and violently to the power of kerrigans pyschokinetic powers...

more stormed in.. firing as they moved... until they got a few feet into the room and exploded...

the small black camera still watched..

then... a sudden tactical change... as though whatever was watching understood what was happening and changed the Sarduakars protocols as it was needed...

the remaining Sarduakar fell back into the lifts... and down the stair wells...

taking up firing positions and using the assault cannons in an almost sniper role... letting off bursts of gun fire in the direction of the kerrigan...

Sardaukars visors exploded left and right... some, before the lightening took its toll.. opened fire... bullets raced towards kerrigan... but a few seconds later their visors exploded too...

from the stair well... more Sardaukar stormed through into the level, only to die suddenly and violently to the power of kerrigans pyschokinetic powers...

more stormed in.. firing as they moved... until they got a few feet into the room and exploded...

the small black camera still watched..

then... a sudden tactical change... as though whatever was watching understood what was happening and changed the Sarduakars protocols as it was needed...

the remaining Sarduakar fell back into the lifts... and down the stair wells...

taking up firing positions and using the assault cannons in an almost sniper role... letting off bursts of gun fire in the direction of the kerrigan...


As her power waned Kwerrigan dropped to the floor, utterly sprnt, with nothing left to fight back with, the 2 remaining slivers took up positions covering her and opened fire, shooting at any bodypart they could hit, although they took headshots over anything else, they had realised the weakness of the Saradukar, and they would exploit it to the fullest.

The Camera panned around the room, seeing that the Kerrigan was uterly spent... it ordered the General attack...

the Sardaukar that had retreated from the initial lightening storm created by the Kerrigan, began to advance... the two slivers were laying down suppression fire... as one Sardaukar moved from behind a wall... a bolter round slammed into the visor... smashing the glass and causing his face to explode over the floor below.. his body joined that of the rest of the sardaukar..that the kerrigan had killed... Sardaukar returned fire... assault cannon rounds raining all around the slivers and the Kerrigan...

the Camera still watched... never sleeping... perpeptual in its all seeing gaze...

The Camera panned around the room, seeing that the Kerrigan was uterly spent... it ordered the General attack...

the Sardaukar that had retreated from the initial lightening storm created by the Kerrigan, began to advance... the two slivers were laying down suppression fire... as one Sardaukar moved from behind a wall... a bolter round slammed into the visor... smashing the glass and causing his face to explode over the floor below.. his body joined that of the rest of the sardaukar..that the kerrigan had killed... Sardaukar returned fire... assault cannon rounds raining all around the slivers and the Kerrigan...

the Camera still watched... never sleeping... perpeptual in its all seeing gaze...

Kerrigan was down, unable to fight, but the pair with her fought on, blowing away anything that showed its head, they would destroy any enemy that came close enough to target, they were mostly sheltered by the walls and furniture, slowing the bullets to a speed the armor could stop, while Kerrigan recovered her strength.

The sardaukar pressed on, not caring about their own well being... just the utter and total destruction of the Kerrigan... that was their orders.. that is what they must do...

the Sardaukar continued to pour in to the level, until they were literaly knee deep in ammo cases and other dead sardaukar..

the watcher called for the general retreat again.. a small repreive for the Kerrigan as the watcher planned a new strategy..

seconds passed

the slivers watched as the Sardaukar, raced up to the next level... lifts continued passed the floor to the next..

they wondered what was going on...

then suddenly from above them was a dull thud... a second thud followed by a third...

the ceiling above them collapsed in... and Sardaukar dropped through the hole directly above them on zip lines, Assault cannons roaring with crimson fire...

it had taken the watcher 0.00006th of a second to calculate a new battle plan... and then to put it into action...

The sardaukar pressed on, not caring about their own well being... just the utter and total destruction of the Kerrigan... that was their orders.. that is what they must do...

the Sardaukar continued to pour in to the level, until they were literaly knee deep in ammo cases and other dead sardaukar..

the watcher called for the general retreat again.. a small repreive for the Kerrigan as the watcher planned a new strategy..

seconds passed

the slivers watched as the Sardaukar, raced up to the next level... lifts continued passed the floor to the next..

they wondered what was going on...

then suddenly from above them was a dull thud... a second thud followed by a third...

the ceiling above them collapsed in... and Sardaukar dropped through the hole directly above them on zip lines, Assault cannons roaring with crimson fire...

it had taken the watcher 0.00006th of a second to calculate a new battle plan... and then to put it into action...


The sliver reacted, blasting away at those who would come down the hall, while bringing their blades against the Saradukar in the room, they could look in two directions at once, and they made good use of this, watching the halls and mauling the Saradukar with them, Kerrigan had recovered enough to use her shredder by now, and she pumped round after round into the faces of the Saradukar.

again the watcher reacted... stopping the sardaukar from entering the level, and stopping the Sardaukar from entering via the hole in the ceiling...

the simply leaned over slightly and let rip with a volly of fire...

but even this slight change... the sarduakar were taking losses from the Slivers accurate firing...and the Kerrigans shreader...

then the Sardaukar stopped... and the general retreat was called again... the Sardaukar were like a tide.... they would come flooding into the room... the retreat just as quickly...

The Watcher Spoke once more..

**Impressive... But I give you a chance to leave... I can Afford to lose this Facility... with you in it...** the voice was cold... and empty... and once again totaly machine like...

(OOC: if you imagine the voice from the first half life, the computer? thats what this sounds like)

again the watcher reacted... stopping the sardaukar from entering the level, and stopping the Sardaukar from entering via the hole in the ceiling...

the simply leaned over slightly and let rip with a volly of fire...

but even this slight change... the sarduakar were taking losses from the Slivers accurate firing...and the Kerrigans shreader...

then the Sardaukar stopped... and the general retreat was called again... the Sardaukar were like a tide.... they would come flooding into the room... the retreat just as quickly...

The Watcher Spoke once more..

**Impressive... But I give you a chance to leave... I can Afford to lose this Facility... with you in it...** the voice was cold... and empty... and once again totaly machine like...

(OOC: if you imagine the voice from the first half life, the computer? thats what this sounds like)


"We are here to destroy this facility you fool, you would only be serving our puerpose by destroying it, so by all means, go ahead, I am The Queen of Blades, I am immortal, do your worst, machine." Kerrigan targeted the camera, a single HE round would be all it took to account for the overconfident construct that mocked her so.

the camera exploded in a shower of sparks, an intrequite device of metal went whirling to destruction....

The Sardaukar fell back from the situation, they were recalled from the combat zones and sent back into the storage chamber, they weren't ready yet, it had been a mistake to release them so early, but at least it showed Father that they had some flaws that needed to be rectified...

for now Kerrigan had a repreve...

the camera exploded in a shower of sparks, an intrequite device of metal went whirling to destruction....

The Sardaukar fell back from the situation, they were recalled from the combat zones and sent back into the storage chamber, they weren't ready yet, it had been a mistake to release them so early, but at least it showed Father that they had some flaws that needed to be rectified...

for now Kerrigan had a repreve...

Kerrigan and her team left the room they were in, thenm they started downwards, they would find the erst of the team, and they would destroy the facility, as well as any off-site records, this information was too sensitive to be allowed to exist anywhere but the hive.

Sardoukar marched down the corridor, 12 of them in a strange formation. Suddenly the lights went out, the change was registered and firing positions were taken.

Silently, a Desert Eagle was raised. It hovered 10 cm from the back of a Sardoukar's head. The trigger was pulled, the spring was released and swung the hammer. The firing pin flew forwards, a .50 AE round leaving the barrel as the slide moved back and put another one in.

The bullet impacted with the Sardoukar's head, cutting through the armour and the brain. This alone would put a Sardoukar on its back, temporarily, but when the glass shattered Sarron smiled.

The other Sardoukar turned and opened fire, the blood of ther squadmate more than enough to set of alarm bells. All they could see was muzzleflash after muzzleflash, two at a time and always in different places.

Six rounds had left each handgun when the firing ceased. Blood covered everywhere that a carcass didnt, and the glint of glass in the near-dark sparkling across the floor.

Sarron left and turned right into a room, blades marked the walls and slash wounds had been the probable cause of death for the disembowled CP.

He concentrated, and lashed out with his fist into the wall. He pulled out a black wire and stripped off the rubber coat. Sarron connected with the metal, and in that instand the Core had full control of the compounds surveilance systems.

The one he was looking for was directly beneath him, revealed as Kerrigan. He checked the guns, nine rounds left each. Two shots from each gun dislodged the corners of the floor tile and Sarron plummeted below.

"Hi there, what brings you here?" He said cheerfully.

A scientist finished spraying the letter "CF" onto the chest plate of a Sardaukar, there were 13 of them in total, each one had the letters "CF" spray painted onto their chest...

the scientist shook the can a few times and placed the lid back on.



**Hmm... Interesting... Deserves... More attention** The watcher calmly thought to himself

Sardoukar marched down the corridor, 12 of them in a strange formation. Suddenly the lights went out, the change was registered and firing positions were taken.

Silently, a Desert Eagle was raised. It hovered 10 cm from the back of a Sardoukar's head. The trigger was pulled, the spring was released and swung the hammer. The firing pin flew forwards, a .50 AE round leaving the barrel as the slide moved back and put another one in.

The bullet impacted with the Sardoukar's head, cutting through the armour and the brain. This alone would put a Sardoukar on its back, temporarily, but when the glass shattered Sarron smiled.

The other Sardoukar turned and opened fire, the blood of ther squadmate more than enough to set of alarm bells. All they could see was muzzleflash after muzzleflash, two at a time and always in different places.

Six rounds had left each handgun when the firing ceased. Blood covered everywhere that a carcass didnt, and the glint of glass in the near-dark sparkling across the floor.

Sarron left and turned right into a room, blades marked the walls and slash wounds had been the probable cause of death for the disembowled CP.

He concentrated, and lashed out with his fist into the wall. He pulled out a black wire and stripped off the rubber coat. Sarron connected with the metal, and in that instand the Core had full control of the compounds surveilance systems.

The one he was looking for was directly beneath him, revealed as Kerrigan. He checked the guns, nine rounds left each. Two shots from each gun dislodged the corners of the floor tile and Sarron plummeted below.

"Hi there, what brings you here?" He said cheerfully.

"Sarron, I know who you are, why are you here, come to kill more of us?"

"So you're Kerrigan... I expected as much. You should take a real test in the Concremian Arenas someday. I take it you know the Sardoukar's weakness?"

"So you're Kerrigan... I expected as much. You should take a real test in the Concremian Arenas someday. I take it you know the Sardoukar's weakness?"

"I should think that obvious, we are still alive, are we not? But you have yet to answer my question, and you must know the answer to your own, else you would not be here and speaking to me, so, speak man, why are you here?"

The 13 Sardaukar, stormed through the facility, they entered the floor that Sarron and The Kerrigan were stood, despite the security camera being broken, the watcher had many other ways to keep track of its enemies...

the entered the floor, and without warning began firing, the sardaukar side stepped through the door effortlessly, while the assault cannons roared like rolling thunder, each step brough into the room a new sardaukar, until all of them were in a new firing formation, maximising the assault cannons while keeping each of the squad covered and protected...

The 13 Sardaukar, stormed through the facility, they entered the floor that Sarron and The Kerrigan were stood, despite the security camera being broken, the watcher had many other ways to keep track of its enemies...

the entered the floor, and without warning began firing, the sardaukar side stepped through the door effortlessly, while the assault cannons roared like rolling thunder, each step brough into the room a new sardaukar, until all of them were in a new firing formation, maximising the assault cannons while keeping each of the squad covered and protected...

"We will discuss this later, for now, we have guests to attend to."

Kerrigan and her slivers turned, opening fire on the Saradukar, the Slivers would knock them down, and Kerrigan aimed for the visors of those that tried to rise, this way they kept the Saradukar from firing at them as much as they liked.

"I was captured, after taking the side of the Imperial Guard at the outbreak of the civil war... i think, its all hazy. I know that this is the birthplace of the Sardoukar, and much more besides. This place must be destroyed, it holds too many secrets."

"I was captured, after taking the side of the Imperial Guard at the outbreak of the civil war... i think, its all hazy. I know that this is the birthplace of the Sardoukar, and much more besides. This place must be destroyed, it holds too many secrets."

"It holds our secrets, but hurry, the Saradukar have come, we must fight, again." Kerrigan ripped loose a full clip into the Saradukar formation, not bothering with accuracy, just trying to knock them to the ground.

within a few minutes of the expert firing of the slivers and kerrigan, all the sardaukar were down... visors smashed.... blood sprayed over the walls... efficient... and deadly...


the team got back to talking, not noticing what was going on...

with in each sardaukars chest was a strange crack, minutes passed as the two discussed matters, planning their attack and how they would ultimatly destroy the facilty...

when one of the sardaukars hands reached for its assault cannon, it slowly dragged it towards itself... the carefully it rose to its feet, hands gripping the assault cannon at both its handles... the letters "CF" clearly painted on the chest peice...

every other sardaukar in the squad followed suit, they rose to their feet, slowly and methodicaly... and continued the assault upon the slivers, Kerrigan... and Sarron...

The explosive shells of the slivers bolters were ripping through the hallway, shredder blasts, HE and ricochet, clawed at the armor of the Saradukar, it seemed they had gotten a new defense, perchance the chest would kill them now.

Sarron saw the CF stenciled onto the Sardoukar armour, and stopped. In that split second of hesitation a single bullet found its mark. The round entered just under the arm, mere millimetres from the heart. Sarron regained his balance and held up his right hand, the Core taking complete control and deflecting the bullets. His arm moved faster and faster, beating back the tide of lead. His left hand rose and followed suit. He jumped and kicked one of the Sardoukar in the face, before a lethal display of a unique martial art felled Sardoukar after Sardoukar. The sound of breaking glass rang out one last time, and Sarron slumped against the wall.

He was breathing heavily, muscles tensed. There was no blood around the wound and his pulse was steady. Sarron pulled an armoured glove from his right hand and reached inside the hole. Plucking a high-caliber round from just under the skin. He smiled, "Gotta love those implants" he murmured.

Unknown to both of them, the hand of a single Sardoukar twitched, and tensed.

"What is this CF on their chests Sarron, what do you know of this?" Kerrigan advanced, she was taking no chances, both she and her team began to carve the fallen Saradukar like legs of ham.

"How many corporations can you name with the initials CF? The answer is two, Campaign Forever; a grouping of charities turned corporate and Concremian Firearms; the only arms manufacturer in Concremo, and one of the few in the world that specialise in the weaponisation of genetics and cybernetics. Exhibit A" He nodded towards a dead Sardoukar. There was a pause.

"Exhibit B." He said, tapping himself on the chest.

"How many corporations can you name with the initials CF? The answer is two, Campaign Forever; a grouping of charities turned corporate and Concremian Firearms; the only arms manufacturer in Concremo, and one of the few in the world that specialise in the weaponisation of genetics and cybernetics. Exhibit A" He nodded towards a dead Sardoukar. There was a pause.

"Exhibit B." He said, tapping himself on the chest.

"Why were they here then, this is a Kraven facility, not a Concremian one?"

the remaining sardaukar, that was still active rose to its feet, it lurched at Sarron, and placed its arms around his throat, with unearthly strength it began to crush the life out of Sarron...

Sarron pulled the Sardoukar closer, before launching a crippling headbutt into the Sardoukar's visor. Pointing the spurting carcass away, he ripped out a small canister from the backpack. He stared.

"Level 126, Lets go."

"What will we find there? My team is somewhere in this place, and I must find them before I can complete my mission."

"On Level 126 we will find what is known to some as Project 2301. The Necromancer Virus. Once released, it revives deceased subjects causing infected swellings which burst to release either airborne or liquid forms of the virus. The byproduct of this is a bacteria, which forms semi-sentinent bone-like lumps that are capable of controlling limbs, or even the whole victim. This was CF's input to the Sardoukar Project, and effectively doubles their lifespans. However, behaviour of an infectee is somewhat... tormented. They may have altered the virus, but in tests 1 through 26 all subjects experienced loss of sanity, degredation of physical appearance, increase in strength and a severe loss of IQ. But before we go, we have to get these canisters out of these guys, before its released into their systems."

"On Level 126 we will find what is known to some as Project 2301. The Necromancer Virus. Once released, it revives deceased subjects causing infected swellings which burst to release either airborne or liquid forms of the virus. The byproduct of this is a bacteria, which forms semi-sentinent bone-like lumps that are capable of controlling limbs, or even the whole victim. This was CF's input to the Sardoukar Project, and effectively doubles their lifespans. However, behaviour of an infectee is somewhat... tormented. They may have altered the virus, but in tests 1 through 26 all subjects experienced loss of sanity, degredation of physical appearance, increase in strength and a severe loss of IQ. But before we go, we have to get these canisters out of these guys, before its released into their systems."

OOC: If we found 2301, where's 1420?

"In that case, I guess we had best get to work." The slivers, and Kerrigan, began digging the canisters out of the Saradukar corpses, they would have their targets soon enough.

ooc: 1420 is the whaddayacallem, not involed. I'm considering dropping them altogether.

ooc: 1420 is the whaddayacallem, not involed. I'm considering dropping them altogether.

OOC: That's no fun.

A second squad of 13 CF sardaukar was prepared for combat, a group of scientists completed the final requirements to the sardaukar, machinery connecting pipes and ammo feed to the troopers back packs, the scientists spray painted the letters "CF" on each sardaukar, and they were begining to move them into the storage unit.

Secret IC

++ Sardaukar Phase 2 Programme ++

"Are the cybernetics in place?"

"Yes Dr, the first 5 subjects have been augmented correctly, we lost 3 in the process."

"Acceptable losses"

"Shall we begin the Second Augmentation phase?"

"Yes begin at once"

"Well Sarron, let's move, we have a job to do, and you're nominated to help us do it." With that she left the room, heading for the stairs, and the way down.

(OOC: The Civil war in Kravonika is Over, and order has been restored, however events in the Manchillian Facility are still going on, Father decided that because of the Sardaukars draw backs, the Capitol Police were more effective at the moment, so he co-ordinated the CP attacks, and the Imperial Guard lacking any chain of Command, were soon crushed, many being taken to Internment camps, or Forced labour sites)