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ProloguePrologueUnknown Planet, Wild Space….The Cathedral, an former Imperial three level max prison, with the 'single-max' (level one) being on the surface of the planet, the 'double-max' (level two) being underground and functioning as a mining facility, with the 'triple-max' (level three) lastly being a massive storage facility where the most violent prisoners are kept, often in a state of sedation.A group of men wearing black and red armor were pushing twenty statis pods down the ramp of a freighter; a man lifts a hand to stop them and walks over to them. “This new batch?”One of the men nods their heads and said, “Yeah, we were able to get the drop of most of them but there were some who fought back for a bit before we knocked them out. And some of them are Force users so the boss would be even happier…it’s boring when the victims are not all Force users.”The man looked into the first pod and smirked when he saw the woman sleeping insid
Death MazeDeath Maze takes places place in a three level max prison, with the 'single-max' (level one) being on the surface of the planet, the 'double-max' (level two) being underground and functioning as a mining facility, with the 'triple-max' (level three) lastly being a massive storage facility where the most violent prisoners are kept, often in a state of sedation....or it used to be a prison until a crime syndicate called the Red Moons got a hold of it and turned into a maze of death, they kidnap anyone that they can get their hands on and force them to solve the Maze promising them that they would be able to leave with their lives...no one have returned out of that prison, alive that is.Now the Red Moons have taken the next prey that will be forced to solve this maze...will they be able to solve this deadly maze? Or will they add the bodies that are already inside the maze?Not only do they have to survive the maze and the Red Moons but they will have to deal with something that has
LostMarrika Vernius was running towards the area where her mate had reported to be at, surrounded and alone. She skidded to a stop at the top of a small cliff, looking down at the scene before her in horror. There were dead bodies everywhere, somehow Trajen had been able to fight and defeat this many of the soldiers from her mother's army. Marrika jumped down and ran towards the center of the battle fluid where she saw the ruined black and green armor of her army's armor, she skidded to a stop and dropped to her knees next to the dying male. She cradled his upper body to her armored and fabric covered chest, resting his head just above her heart as she ran her fingers through his blood and mud matted hair. Marrika could feel his blood seeping through the fabric of her jumpsuit but she ignored it as she started to talk to him in a whisper, "Trajen, I'm here...just hold on...the medic is on her way so just stay awake and keeping looking at me." Marrika swallowed heavily, tears forming in her
Episode 2Episode 2Keldabe, Mandalore They swooped low over the city and headed for a medium-sized air control tower near what was obviously a spaceport, near the edge of the city. Ships of every kind were heading in and out of the area, clogging the airways nearby; there was even a huge boxy capital ship hovering a few thousand feet above the tower.She set the ship down in an empty docking area, bay 320, and killed the power to the ship's drives.Kestra stepped off her ship, Punisher; it was prototype covert operations craft with stealth hull plating, high-power sensor array, and capacity for limited use cloaking device. She saw a shimmery figure disappear through one of the top window of the spaceport; Zarina would scout for any signs of Death Stalkers cloaked.They left the docking bay and emerged into the larger spaceport. Though Kestra was able to pick out a few different species - a Twi'lek here, a Nikto there, even a bulky Gamorrean – the majority of the patro
Faberian vs Arakian The Arakian takes a deep breath before launching towards Natasi. Looping his arms over Natasi's and bearing her backwards. The Arakian wrestles to her the ground but her feet were too quick for that, setting her in perfect balance almost immediately. She slid one leg between her feet and started to twist to the side, weakening his hold on her arm.The Arakian pulled a hand free and launched a heavy punch, but realized mistake immediately as the young woman ducked the blow and a tight, stationary somersault right under the swinging arm, double-kicking out as she came over, her feet slamming him in the chest throwing him backwards. Now she had gained the initiative and she used it with a fierce charge, slamming into the stumbling man, thinking to bring him down to the ground beneath him. The Arakian went with the flow of the tackle for a moment, and then suddenly reversed his footing and his momentum, stopping Natasi's progress cold. He launched a left hook. Natasi ducked and snapped out
Kateri Quikiades Name: Kateri Quikiades Age: 19Gender: FemaleSpecies: Saberian Height: 155cm (5'1")Hair Color: Pure white.Eye Color: Gold, almond shaped.Skin Tone: White complexion Class: WarriorQuote: "Only the strong and cunning survive and the weak and foolish die." Apparel: Kateri wears the typical clothing of female Saberians. Psychical Description: She has pure-white hair that is thick and long, her hair is styled in a half-bun with four thick braids, hanging to their hip; the braid over their shoulder is held together by a black leather band with gold clasps on the both ends of the band and the three braids that hangs behind their back is held together by a gold, thin, long clasp. She has thin braids on either side of her head that does into the bun, and her bangs go to her breasts. Kateri, like all Saberians, has pure-white skin, due to the lack of sunlight on Saber, and gold eyes, which is sensitive to light and purple lips. Her face is marked wit
Episode 1Episode 1Forest Moon of Endor, a year later. Kestra Shar stood on the edge of a cliff, overlooking the scenery below her. She was on the forest moon of Endor, having come here with the women to be trained in private without any fear of people seeing them though she had completed her training over a week ago and they had returned to their home planet but they had sent someone to help her go after the Death Stalkers. The light from the sun duly shinning off her armor, her clothing consisted of a carapace-like armor that hugged her skin and covered every bit of it, including her hands, painted in dark ebony, with white stripes down the front side, a zipper running all the way up to secure herself, her thick hardened boots making sounds of footsteps on the floor. She reached up and pulled her hood up to cover her face, she then tucked her dark brown hair that was pulled back in a braid into the hood before slipping her sunglasses on and taping the side which triggered