Naked Talon

The Mynock had blasted off from the surface of Socorro as if the dark lord Krayt himself had been pursuing them, just as Darth Talon had plan and even as she called on the force to create a shield to protect her from the engines backwash her mind was already looking to the next stage of her plan. She already sensed that their destination was planned for Vendaxa and now all she had to do was send a message to her master and follow the fleeing princess in her ship. So sure was she of her plan’s that the thought of something not going according to her designs never even occurred to her, however the newly appointed Hand of the Sith was about to get a rude awakening.


The only warning she received was through the force as her danger sense flared within her mind, the sensation followed a moment later as the rear lasers of the Mynock opened fire on her. The heat and wind from its take off hadn’t even cleared before the ship had launch its assault and it was only this cover that saved Darth Talon as the ship’s gunner had been unable to get a clear shot on her. Even so the area she had stopped her speeder on literally exploded around her as she gunned her engines forward, her mind already planning out her nest move as the spaceship above her circled round for a new attack.

Breaking to the right, expecting the sharp turn would throw off ship’s lasers giving her the few moments needed to reach cover before they could re-target her she opened up the engine making a break for the trees only to discover that her move had been anticipated. The shots zeroed in on her bike with lethal precision, the ride all but vaporising when struck by the blast, not that Darth Talon was on the bike by that point having leap clear from the danger. The Mynock swooped low over the Sith, enveloping her in the heat and wind from the ships backwash, temporally blinding the Darth, forcing her to again create a force shield around herself.

Her danger sense continued to scream in the back of her mind as the area again began to clear and the Sith turned her eyes upwards as the red ship turned for another pass, its guns again firing but this time she was ready as she called on the force, bending the shots so they impacted the ground around her, enveloping her in clouds of dirt and debris. Still shielded by the force all this did was provide Talon with more cover and breathing space, already she was opening herself more to the darkside, preparing to strike at the ship when it made its next pass, she would unleash her anger at their audacity to attack her, ripping the guns from the ship, forcing them to flee as she had originally intended. Expecting the danger to be coming from above, the snap hiss of an igniting lightsaber proved her wrong for the second time in only a few minutes as a blond haired bounty hunter lunged out of the dust cloud at her, blade in hand.

With practised ease she ignited her own blade, parrying the attack, quickly countering it with one of her own, only for her attacker to dodge it and back away. It was clear that her danger sense was simply being overwhelmed and would be of little use to her until she could whittle down the number of threats she was facing, not that this untrained fool would be hard to beat.

Seeking to once again regain the initiative she lunged at her attacker, only for him to mirror her move exactly, the two closing the distance between them in the blink of an eye. Darth Talon’s blade flashed out aiming for the blondes heart, only for his blade to knock hers aside even as he again backed away before trying an attack of his own. She ducted under his swing, slashing her saber towards his legs, managing to clip his left leg resulting in a hiss of pain escaping from his lips. Flowing into her next attack she spun on the spot and extended out her left leg, her kick catching him in the gut, lifting him up and backwards yet he managed to stay upright, landing on his feet and even bring his blade up to block her saber thrust at his chest, again though his block was not completely successful as her saber thrust although pushed aside still grazed across his arm leaving a bloody yet shallow gash.

While this was taking longer than she would have preferred it was clear that he couldn’t win as she easily parried his rushed counterattack, again slashing out to catch him across his other arm, a frustratingly shallow cut, but a strike none the less, “Pathetic!”

Her first though had been right, while he did show training it was clear he hadn’t fought with a saber in years, only his speed and the force were keeping this idiot alive but Talon was soon going to change that.

Shifting her weight on her feet she prepared to finish him off with her next assault when she felt a ripple in the force, the blond before her suddenly seeming to come alive with power, he all but glowed within the force as what had started as a ripple became a massive torrent. His green eyes flash dangerously at her just as she felt the force assault he aimed at her strike home, stronger than the blast from the Mynock’s engines the force blow literately hurled her backwards, tearing through her force created shields, slamming her into a piece of up-turned rubble behind her.

The twi’leks body screamed out in pain but she was Sith, the pain fuelled her, giving her strength as she had been taught which was why she was able to block the blaster fire that came at her from the side. Even as her blade moved almost with a will of its own, guided by the force she spared but a moment to glance at the new attacker. A second bounty hunter from the looks of him, dark skinned he was armed with a large blaster that even then continued to spit deadly energy at her.

This second attacker was of next to no real threat to her, not compared to the blond that was preparing to once again advance, but even so the prudent thing would be for her to deal with this second threat quickly even as her danger senses scream out in her mind. Reaching out her empty hand with but a thought she wrenched the blaster out of her attacker’s hand, the weapon sailing through the air to land in her own open palm as she flipped herself onto her feet. Even as her fingers closed around the weapon her danger sense flared anew, the green eyes of the unknown force user hardening as he prepared to attack.

The was no doubt for her now that this one was very strong in the force, possibly receiving some training as a padawan before Ossus fell, but not nearly enough considering his skill with the blade, so as she swung the blaster around to point at him she was curious to see whether he would be able to block the blaster bolts she intended to fire. Even as her danger sense screamed out an even greater call Darth Talon belatedly wonder if she had not again failed to see a closer danger as the weapon in her hand came alive, a surge of electricity bursting out of the handle and ripping up her arm.

Pain was nothing new to her and while she couldn’t stop her body from screaming out she quickly exerted control over it, dropping the booby-trapped weapon and forcing her mind to focus but all was too late for the Sith. Taking the only chance he knew he was going to get the blond lunged forward, Darth Talon managing to will her body against the pain, bringing up her blade to block she had no warning as something hit her in the back, new pain tearing at her, her body betrayed her as it no long did as she commanded as her arms fell and her knees buckled even as the blond brought up his lightsaber hilt. As the solid metal cylinder connected with the Twi’leks skull the Sith’s eyes rolled upwards as she was knock unconscious.


Jariah Syn looked down at the limp body before him even as he thumbed off the remote for the booby-trap he’d built into his gun. When he’d first installed such devices into his equipment he’d thought for a moment that he was being a tad too paranoid, but you really can’t argue with results now can you, his trick blaster and that vong throwing bug had really paid for themselves. His eye’s shifted to the image of the lightsaber brandishing Cade.

A Jedi, the lying bastard was a Jedi after all, he should have known considering where they found him, but still to be lied to for so long, he would have to do something about this. Of course more urgent matters presented themselves, even as Cade called the Mynock in to land Syn picked up his blaster, flicking it on to stun he pumped a round into the Twi’leks body, just to be sure, after all he would need time to prepare before she woke up. From what that Princess implied this red skinned killer has enough information in her head to make him a very, very rich man and he intended to get that information out of her.