The Holding Cell is a registry for NPC captives apprehended in LOS RP events. Whether it's a Spec event, private event between members, or even a trial, consider including the Inquisition in your story!
The precision of the red bladed lightsaber as it sliced through the armored mans right leg at the knee was impeccable. The mans eyes went wide with horror mixed with shock as he went to plant his right leg and fell to the ground. As the man screamed and reached for the dismembered leg, the lightsaber continued moving end over end returned to his wielder. The screams of the mans agony and fear fueled the Sith Lord almost into a bloodlust. Extending his right hand the Sith Lord began to call upon the force which slowly closed around his throat and lifted the crippled man off the ground. Reaching for the imaginary hand closing off his wind pipe, the mans eyes began to bulge and his one good leg kicked violently.
"I will only ask one more time" the Sith Lords words came out as a growl as he ripped off the zakuul guardians helmet exposing his face. The force within the sith lord moved controllably like a hurricane, his mind remaining calm and in control as his extremities glowed and his expression showed of uncontrolled rage. "What are your reasonings for attacking us both" the Sith Lord roared out inches from the mans face. Releasing the choke and allowing the mans body to fall to the ground the Sith Lord stood up right and waited for a response. Mentally searching for the words to speak and gasping frantically for air the man looking wide eyed at the Sith Lord shaking his head left and right. A smirk parted the lips of the Sith Lord flashing his teeth and he explained "you will learn FEAR in the name of Hiyit". Hiyit begin calling upon the force, moving his fingers and speaking a few ritualistic words that began a chant. Hiyit whispered to the man "tell me what you fearrrrrr"! His eyes then rolled in the back of his head which forced the guardians eyes wide with terror and fear. The man begin to move in a panic, putting his hands up to block his face as if some beast was attacking him. Hiyit coming back from his trance instructed a mercenary to take him to the cells.
Unsure what to do next Hiyit looked toward those under his command to figure out there next move. A summons was followed by a quick response from his four most decorated allies Phasmus, Solidia, Zorond and Nyxnius. Their discussion lasted for hours, some conclusions denounced, others accepted but unsure of the resolution, there look like there was no end in sight. Finally a comment of the group being exiles took them back to the story of the founders of the Sith known as the Jen'jidai. There last battle on corbos, even though a loss showed some of the true potential the dark side had to offer. If the stories were true there could be much to benefit from visiting the world, so the group decided there final destination.
As the group broke away a long wailing siren exploded over the ships speaker system. Seconds later zakuul class invader slammed hard in to the vengeance. In an instance zorond and Phasmus reached deep into the force augmenting their speed toward the invaders. Nyxnius waved her hand cloaking herself to the naked eye and fell in line on their heels. Solidia nodding to Hiyit explained that he should man the deck and get them into hyper space, then raced off to the action. Like lions on the hunt Phasmus and Zorond ran around corners grabbing at one another as to slow each other down so they can be the first to the action. The zakuul force of 30 moved into the vengeance in formation fending off the few mercenaries and agents that responded to the sirens. As the group came into site Zorond leaped into the air closing the distance between the two Sith Lords and the group. He came down shoulder first into a shield collapsing it inside out forcing the wielder to fly back 10 feet breaking the formation. As a zakuul soldier lunged his saber spike forward toward Zorond face, the soldiers grip releases and he fell forward as Nyxnius unstealthed and slide her saber staff through the breast plate of his armor. She then gracefully danced between three other soldiers, bringing her blade out of the chest of the now dead man, bringing it behind her back and sliced through the shoulder of another. As one saber pike was pushed toward her she redirected it into his comrade. As the soldier tried to pull his pike back Nyxnius bent her knees, raises her saber above her head, and with a flick of the wrist spun the hilt causing the blade to decapitate the man before she stealth back out. Zorond kicked the lifeless body out of the way while grabbing another soldiers shield and thrusting is lightsaber upward through the helmet. As the next group of zakkul soldiers moved forward Phasmus entered the fray lightsaber dancing in an arch, blocking blows and delivering fatal strikes. One pike grazed his shoulder which sent him into a rage, grabbing the top of the soldiers shield he pulled it downward and moved in within inches of the mans helmet and let an augmented force scream that caused the helmet to fold in on the Warriors face. As the last of the group moved in around the Sith Lords a bolt of channeled lightning from Solidia danced between the armor of the remaining zakuul cocking them alive. Solidia looked to the group with a smile and joking said "I prefer my zakuul well done". Just as the others looked at her with nods and smirks the ship broke into hyper space.... Next destination Corobos.
As the ship broke out of hyperspace a planetary space station took form. The bridge crew of the Vengeance hustled around the navigation computers and communication links doing their best to raise the station without any luck. Finally Hiyit gave the command to doc with the station and sent a recon team aboard. After a few hours no significant life was found, a team of engineers were sent to begin revitalizing the station. Hiyit pleased with the outcome explained to them that this was our new home and that it was vital for our safety and survival. Zorond and Solidia had been busy as well, preparing a ship and outfitting it with the necessities needed for a landing party. Satisfied with the progress after forty eight hours on station, Hiyit, Zorond, Solidia and a team of soldiers departed for the planet of Corobos. Ignoring the navigation computer the three directed the ship to land in the middle of one the fiercest electrical storms the planet has ever seen. Finally the ship touched down after a turbulent ride and the three exited the vehicle.
Suddenly unprovoked the three get swept up into a force visions, which cause the rain to begin to slow down until it was almost paused. Zorond reached out to the frozen rain dropped and flicked it with his index finger which caused it to shatter into other droplets and float away. Complete and utter silence fell into what seemed like a void in space and time. All of a sudden a loud scream erupted from over their right shoulder and then they realized they were there. Blaster bolts began flying around being flicked away by red, blue and green light sabers. Giant Leviathans burst through the ground killing men and some being destroyed themselves. The jedi pushed on relentlessly as the exiles fought to maintain balance in hopes of gaining the upper hand. Suddenly a large object broke the atmosphere and made a loud noise as it hurled toward the battle. Out matched outnumbered and defeated the group through down their weapons and kneeled sealing themselves to their fate.
As the scene continued to play out one of the fallen Jedi rose to her feet and floated over to the three with lords. As if she never moved the scene continued on, now a large Jedi stood over the fallen Jedi and begin lecturing them on the force. On guard, the three reached for their sabers and braced themselves for the encounter. "You won't need them here." Explained a ghostly voice that seem to echo in an empty space. Pulling back the hood the wraith exposed her face to the group. A whisper in the force, brought them all three at once to the same conclusion, Sorzus syn. Reaching out her hand she her index finger over the facial the tentacles of Hiyit and smiled. "You are all my children." She paused for a second and levitated in the air "The seem have seem to have lost their purpose." Remaining silent the three, with their hands still on their sabers began to relax and take in what she was saying. Extending her hands she brought forth a vision to the three of a striving empire, a Sith empire. "If you take heed to my teachings this could be yours." Allowing the vision to fade she the three kneed in unison. After what seemed like an eternity the three returned to their ship and headed back to the space station. Hiyit entered the security office of the station and linked into the communication station. With a commanding voice Hiyit explained the visions he shared with his comrades and demanded that all force sensitives in the galaxy be brought here for Sith training. "By way of kidnap, recruitment, or in a bacta tank... All force sensitives Jedi, Sith, none matter they are to be brought here and reeducated." Shutting off the link he turned to Zorond and Solidia and with a nod dismissed them to their task.