1,109Ok all, Holiday was great. Amsterdam is a fun place. Anyway, let's carry on.
He had to grit his teeth to stop himself from grunting loud enough to be heard by those who were directly above and around him. Starkiller was currently hanging with a tight grip onto the underside of the large speeder which naturally was very hot due to the working engine. If he wasn't so used to pain, then he would either be crying out in pain or he would have dropped nearly as soon as he grabbed on. But he would not let himself be stopped now; he would endure the pain for as long as he needed to.
It wasn't long, he would guess not even a minute until he felt the speeder slow down, he didn't drop to the ground, he ignored everything that was telling him to drop because he knew that this was not the time. As the machine came to a stop, he turned his head and looked out from underneath, he could see the dull grey from what must have been the outer walls of thecompound "Patrol crew CF8 reporting back" he heard someone say, he didn't know who and it didn't matter.
"Let me guess, you found an army of droids that you fought off on your own" another said, this one was female.
"No, not at all" he said back.
"Oh really?" she asked.
"Yeah, it was Rancors this time"
"Oh course, how could I forget" Starkillers eyes turned into a far more dark and sinister orange as he was forced to listen to this while he endured the pain. It was only his Will and self-discipline that he was able to not reach out with the Force and crush their skulls "All right patrol crew CF8, please report to vehicle bay D"
"Understood, see ya later" The one whom he assumed was the driver started to move the transport forward again, this time much slower and more controlled than when they moved outside the compound. Starkiller continued looking out from under the speeder but couldn't see anything that he could make out from this angle, just the very bottom of many different buildings. However, calling them that was not completely accurate, they were more along the lines of portable hubs for different uses that can be deployed quickly and in mass.
They were slightly different in design, some were meant for labs, some for barracks and others for armouries. Though this was the empire, they were all very similar in design despite being so different from each other on the inside. After only a couple of agonising moments, the light from the sun left the ground around the speeder and was replaced with something far more artificial, add that to the lack of kicked-up sand from the engines and metal floor.
He knew they were here, the speeder slowed down even more and just before it stopped completely Starkiller dropped to the ground. He did not even grunt as he did so, not wanting to draw attention to himself. He brought his hands up to his face and gently blew on them in an attempt to soothe the pain "We're done for the day, right?" a voice asked from somewhere near, he looked away from his hands and turned to see many pairs of boots stepping off the transporter and started to head in the same direction. From what he could see those on the Speeders were also getting off.
"Yeah, you guys head over to the barracks. I've got to log everything into the system" his eyes narrowed even further as he saw his chance, this was the same one who kept on talking at the entrance to the compound resulting in his pain lasting even longer than it needed.
He watched as nearly all of the boots started to march in the same direction, out of the garage. But one stayed behind, when they all left, making idle conversation as they did so. His eyes locked onto the boots that stayed and were no doubt standing in front of a terminal, he rolled onto his stomach and crawled forward out from under the machine. His breath was coming out in growls and there was even saliva dropping from his mouth. The level of pain he wanted this man to feel knew no equal.
When he stepped out and slowly made his way to his feet, he waved his hand and the doors to the garage closed giving him privacy "Huh" the man said as he turned to his right and looked at the closing door, the man must have assumed there was some glitch, or they just closed on their own. Not that it mattered though, as now that he was within his peripheral vision even with his helmet on.
Starkiller had a brief idea of what the man must have seen when he quickly turned around to look at him. Though it must have been much more terrifying than the visage he normally puts on around the lesser. Not that he was going to ask of course, as soon as the man practically jumped in place due to the fear he froze in place as Starkiller used the Force to lock the entire man in place. All of him, not just his body but his blood, his heart and his brain. The man's entire body was completely frozen and because of that, it started to break down. He could feel the pain he went through with the Force was for more than he brought on anyone else.
In another life, he would have taken his time killing him, but despite the rage within him at the moment, he knew that he needed to act quickly before someone noticed this one's absence. Starkiller quickly tilted his head to the side, and as he did so, the man's neck snapped completely, and he fell to the ground. He took a single moment to breathe at his vengeance before he bent down and got to work.
Many men and women walked around the compound in tight formations, their weapons held tightly as the various groups marched. There were a handful of different people who didn't wear armour but instead a more light type of clothing, most were holding data pads and wearing goggles on their heads, not doubt so they could get more data from their work.
None of them noticed that the door to one of the garages was open and a Stormtrooper stepped out not carrying the standard blaster. He walked with such purpose that many stepped out of the way when he walked by them, even those of a higher rank. He carried an aura about him that made them move out of fear and respect. By the time the higher ranks realized what they did and quickly turned to reprimand the man to regain their pride the trooper was already done.
Unknown to all present, Starkiller was walking through the compound with the purpose of heading towards the centre, looking for whatever it was they were hiding. Despite knowing that he should do more to blend in, his pride in himself as not only a Sith but Hand to Lord Vader was stopping him from doing it. He hated that he had to disguise himself as one of the Stormtroopers; to begin with, arguably the worst soldiers the galaxy has had in Force foronly knows how long. He would not lower himself more by acting like one as well as playing dress up. Truth be told if his master wasn't here then the chances of him losing his control and going on a murder spree were very likely.
He was so angry at not only what he had to endure in order to get into this compound without being seen but not what he had to do to remain hidden as well! He was rage was getting harder and harder to control, how Jade put up with this he had no idea. Where was her pride?! She was the Hand of the Emperor for Force's sake, yet she would so willingly put herself into the bodies of others to simply play a role to make it easier! Madness.
He was so caught off by the complaining in his head that he nearly didn't notice that he couldn't go further inward. The compound had an order to it, it was full of designated paths for people and roads for vehicles, so as he walked through it and came to a large wall that blocked him from going forward. Turing his head left to right he could see that he went on past the point he could see as it seemed to turn with the rest of the base in a large circle. Knowing that he couldn't be bothered to follow it around and look for a way in, he simply walked towards it and jumped over it with the Force, clearing the large distance with little trouble.
Though he quickly realised what a mistake that was and scolded himself for being so foolish, he should have aimed to land on the wall and balance on it before moving forward. But he didn't because he was so foolish and wasn't patient when he should have been. Now he was completely fucked.
He started to fall far further then he jumped because he didn't think for a moment that behind this was directly was a giant hole in the planet. Knowing how much danger he was now in, he should be looking down at the area he was approaching trying to find the quickest way out before too much damage could happen but he couldn't, his mind was too preoccupied by what he was seeing.
'A Sith temple?' he thought to himself as he looked at the massive black pyramid with red accents in the middle of a truly massive underground cavern. As he fell he couldn't help but look at the area around the temple and could see a small city's worth of smaller structures, that completely encircled the temple. The purpose of this, he couldn't say but he knew that it was easy to see why the empire had such a presence here. The emperor was many different things and one of them was a history buff, at least where the Sith and Jedi come into the picture. Based on what he could see this temple went all the way back to the old Sith empire, of course, the emperor would want to get all he could from this and it was also not surprising that Lord Vader was here to oversee it.
But as he approached the ground faster and faster, he realized that he needed to act quickly in order to do what he needed to. Something that was made a lot harder as he realized that he didn't even know what he was supposed to do, and now his cover was about to go out the window despite how he would like it right now. Imperial soldiers were not stupid and based on what he could see with the large setup lights, landing pads and transport ships going up and down from the surface around the temple and out the cavern. There were most likely just as many soldiers down here as there were up on the surface.
They could all see him coming. A body in full white armour falling from the sky might not attract attention from everyone, but people would notice. This was exactly not what he wanted to do because now he had no choice but to make himself known. He took the last couple of seconds to try and find a good place to run to in order to find what he was looking for, but he had no idea where to even go. All he had was a vision and an old officer report, with his last chance he spied the top of the temple and could see many different objects that were definitely not native to it, some science equipment that was being used but he couldn't make out anything that he should go for so at least he now knew that he shouldn't bother going to the top of it.
He would have liked an idea ofwhere to go instead of only knowing where not to go but at least it was better than nothing, he was out of time now anyway. He neared the ground and was about to hit the middle of a small road that was cleared out and used for troopers and equipment. This would explain why so many people were on, all of whom were looking up at him as he approached. Some stepped back not wanting to get splatted by his weight, he could make out some people pointing as well much to his annoyance. Despite being many of the white-coloured Storm Troopers, the closer he got he could also see some black-armoured Purge Troopers as well.
Doing what he has done many times before, he flipped just before he hit the ground and used the Force to push against the ground slightly. Just enough to not injure himself from the fall.
Perfect landing for himself as he hit the ground with enough force to crack the stone under him, his legs bent at a perfect angle and his hand placed flat on the ground. Not to mention that as if the Force was mocking him, the weak plates of the Trooper armour seemed to not be able to handle the impact and broke apart leaving him exposed in the dirty rags that he wore under it.
Lifting his head he saw all the Troopers and some scientists look at him uneasily as he slowly started to lift himself up from the ground. The Purge Troopers on the other hand didn't seem to have that problem, being much more tightly trained they quickly raised their weapons, blasters were aimed, and power weapons were powered up.
He let out one more final sigh before he quickly grabbed his sabre and got to work, he needed to hurry.
Ok, we shall call it here. Lots of action coming around the next chapter and I look forward to writing it. Let me know what you all think and I'll see you then.
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