The Rebel Faction

Under the city, The Nexus was in shambles, the victim of a two prong attack. They had come through the gates, opened from the outside, beyond comprehension to IDT observers, and began to pour through them. The resulting havok that ensued will likely be scarred into the memories of those that survived for entire lifetimes. The dead and dying falling in hordes as the mysterious invaders swept upon them like sheep to the wolves. An entire city unto itself, murdered in minutes, without notice.

Since their first incursion into IDT space forces had been dispatched to guaruntee that the hellish destruction that befell the Nexus didnt emerge from the deep underground. Below the planet a war raged; lines of heroic IDT Enforcers laying their lives out to save the planet, wave after wave of demon invaders, pouring through the gate never ending unstopable. The Nexus was ruined, nothing more than a leveled battlefield for the damned, yet it was the only way off the world, with the airspace and space around the planet a haven of death for these beings.

"Give me the report, I've delayed this long enough..."

Raktus sat at his desk back in his main office. The voice recognition programs were slower than normal, likely due to the enormus taxing the computer was taking in recent days. Either way a list of names slowly scrolled across his desk, a death toll, he had to know how bad it was. He read them, each and every one, each a life snuffed out too soon, a flicker of a person stoped before its time. This couldnt be allowed, he had to find a way to stop this.

"Status of the sheilds?"

A clicking sound indicated that the line was transfering over live to site to site, most likely to the engineering corps currently working on the sheild matrices.[/]

"Sir?"

"I said what are the status of the shields?"

"Oh, hold on.... 47% sir, holding barely. Its a miracle the energy matrix is holding under the stress sir, ive got some of my top people working on redesigning a destroyed model with salvaged parts"

"Ok, keep me apraised of your progress, Raktus out"

The clicking sound signald the connection cut, if he could defend his people first and formost then he could worry about freeing his world from this ter

"Communications array status?"

"We still have no communications outside the system"

He sighed loudly, ever since it had started there seemed to have been a block on communications in the system. Either that ment they had larger capital ships out there, or they had powers beyond his. He hoped it was neither, but hope didnt move mountains, but he had

Now, as fate would have it, Jai landed (or should I say crashed?) right smackdab in the middle of what use to be Reecee's capital city. The tirade which had previously ensued had left the once superior city in ruins. All that was left were bodies, smoke filled streets, toppling buildings, and the battered - but still standing - headquarters of IDTech.

Scavengers scoured the city and the burnt up stores citywide for anything that had been left or untouched by the fires and desecration. One such scavenger was named Toulouse Banfi. He was human, but not quite somehow. He was very tall, at least 8 feet, and very muscular. For example, he lifted up a crashed tank-like vehicle and moved it out of a doorway with ease so he could go inside and scavenge. He was big...to say the least.

It was in a large block of collapsed buildings where, on top of the piles of rubble, Toulouse spotted a smouldering ship. It was big, almost as big as the block itself, and it was circular, sort of. He trod over to investigate...It seemed to be damaged, probably from the attacks that had happened a few hours earlier. He couldn't see any signs of life inside, so he decided to go on in....but he found more than he expected.

There in the floor, face down, was a young woman. The pilot of the craft, no doubt, and badly injured from a blow to the head. He nudged her with the toe of his boot, and she groaned a bit, but didn't move. She was alive, but in need of medical attention. Toulouse knew that IDTech's headquarters had set up a relief station in the basement of the building for the injured and their families, and so he decided to take the young pilot there.

He lifted her gently and exited the craft, running swiftly and smoothly to the relief station.

There had been a man, maybe a doctor, and there had been injections, quite a few. There had been nurses, and a visitor. Everything was blurry and muffled, and Jai seemed to be watching it all from far away, as if it were all a dream.

She was laying on a cot in a makeshift hospital. The area in which the hospital was held was vast, tomb-like. The floors were cold and the whole place echoed any and every sound. The floors were also barren, as were the walls, void of any decoration or coverings.

It was a basement. She'd gathered that much. A poorly lighted, poorly heated, poorly stocked basement that was currently doubling as a hospital to care for and house the injured...but the injured of what. There were thousands of people squeezed into that basement. Some dead, some injured, some alive...but all victims of some horrific act of violence that was planet wide. Jai couldn't make it all out between her little slivers of conscienceness and the long periods of dreamlike blurriness.

It had been two days since she'd been carried in, and the doctors were worried. She'd received a nasty blow to the head during the crash, they'd say, and it was bloody good luck that that scraggler had brought her in. Toulouse, they called him. Her savior, really, for if she'd would have not received medical care when she did, she would have bled to death. Jai gathered that also from the muffled, echoing conversations that went on around her as nurses and doctors hovered over her cot.

It hadn't occurred to her to try to wake up. She was rather comfortable...but awfully hungry. This was really the only reason she'd bothered to wake up. Two days without food was quite long enough. Therefore, around noon on the third day, Jai blinked open her brandy brown, but currently hazy, eyes and looked around. She sat up slowly, and as she did a stabbing pain nawwed at the back of her head. She put a hand back there, and felt a thickly layered bandage.

A nurse spotted her and gasped, dropping the syringe she'd been filling up to give to Jai. The nurse tried to speak, but only managed to get out a high pitched squeak and run over to a doctor. They both came back and talked to Jai, telling her what had happened and why she was there. But it was nothing new to Jai, she'd heard it all before. They gave her a complete physical and checked the cut on her head. It was almost healed, and they went ahead and took the stitches out. A little ointment, some pain killer, and five hours of observation and Jai was given leave.

She was escorted out of the dingy basement and onto a brightly lit alley. She blinked her eyes at the light and slipped on a pair of sunglasses she happened to have in her jacket pocket. Yet, as soon as she had then on her nose just right, the left lens fell out. Jai looked down at it and rolled her eyes, tossing the frames and remaining lens to the ground. They must have been broken in the crash. The crash! The Millennium Jade Falcon!

Jai ran hard and fast. She vaguely remember the route that 'her savior' had carried her on to get to the relief station. After being turned around a few times, and getting lost once, she came upon it...the tattered ruins of her beloved ship. She walked up to it, and ran her fingertips over the battered hull. She took a step back and looked at it for a moment. It might sound a bit silly to you, but tears welled up in her eyes. Her father had given her that ship. It had remained spotless, good as new, for 5 years. It was her MJFalcon, her ship, her baby. However, it wasn't beyond all repair...but it would take alot of work. Jai sighed heavily and wiped her eyes with her sleeve...there were more important things to worry with now.

She went inside her ship and gathered what few items were left that were of importance to her and stuffed them in a knapsack. She then tossed the strap of it over her shoulder and aimed her steps back towards IDTech's HeadQuarters. Something terrible was going on, and she was going to help.

Shadow Jedi Knight Empress Dark Emerald Jade had just fallen asleep in her quarters on her YT-1300 Jade's Dragon, her Corellian black panther females Sumohn and her mother Flavia sleeping at her feet, when suddenly she heard a loud bang.

A few moments later, the voice of her pilot for this trip comes over the loudspeaker.

Empress! We're under attack! We've been hit bad! Main systems are down, shields are failing! We have to land somewhere!

Jadey snarls and gets up, then is thrown into her mirrored closet doors as the ship lurches violently to one side. Her panthers fall off her bed with a loud yelp, but neither are hurt as they follow her out the door.

Evasive manuvers! Battle stations! NOW! she snarls through clenched teeth.

"Every time I try to sleep when I travel, I always end up getting attacked. It never fails." she complains as she and her panthers make their way to the cockpit while her ship lurches.

After a few moments, they crash land on Reecee, Jadey's newly fixed YT-1300 once again in need of fixing. She gets up off the floor of her cockpit as blood runs in her left eye. There is a bad cut open from her left eyebrow to left cheekbone, just missing her eyeball, the cut oozing pretty badly.

Ignoring the blood, Jadey walks to her hatch and opens it, her pets behind her once more as she steps out and looks at the carnage around her.

She sees she has crashed near the capital city somewhere and snarls again.

"I do NOT like the looks of this."

Without another word, she begins walking towards the HQ of IDTech to find her newest boss, Heir Raktus.


What seems like a few hours later, Jadey and her pets gaze up at the huge building in front of them. After a few seconds of that, Jadey and her panthers enter the building and speaks to the first guard who stops her.

"State your name and business here."

"Empress Dark Emerald Jade. Mr. Raktus is expecting me after a meeting we had recently."

"One moment while I confirm this with him, Empress."

Jadey winces at the use of her title and nods to the guard, waiting to be confirmed.

Ever so slowly the woman opened her eyes, though doing so with a little difficulty.

Her eyes fell onto Jai, a look of confusion spread across her face. She looked at Jai with questionable glance.

"Where...Where am I?"

Where was she, who was she was more like it. For the moment, asking where she was seemed more important.

How did I get here, where did I come from??...

Questions filled her brain, she felt scared and alone.

This stranger though, she didn't "feel" bad. She did not know what it was, but she could feel this woman, energy came from her.

The force user within Misery could not remember though.

She felt tired and weak as she tried to close her eyes, but her eyelids would do no such thing.

With her past so quickly now forgotten, Misery could do nothing more but search for answers.