Chaos. That was the only word to describe it. Death had come to the Phantom Complex, the once safe refuge for Qel-Droman forces had devolved into a warzone. The screams of the dying and the ringing of blaster fire echoed through the blood drenched halls as the remaining occupants struggled to hold out against the onslaught of the bloodthirsty gangsters.
As Juliane sprinted through the carnage and mayhem, she could scarcely contain her manic glee. A crazed glimmer shone through her eyes and her mouth stretched into a wild grin. A single thought rang through her mind as explosions violently rocked the complex around her.
*Heaven. Bliss and Heaven.*
It was pure mania, unrestrained passion, the loss of control amidst unbridled discord. The clanging of metal upon metal, the ringing of countless detonations, the smell of burning flesh, the heat of flames nearly searing her flesh as she rushed past their hungry caress.
It was like a beautiful symphony, each death rattle, every pained scream, all individual notes coming together to create...
*Perfection.*
Anger. Fear. Hate. Awe. Arousal. A million emotions untold pumped through her veins like the sweetest of drugs. The knowledge of how close she was to oblivion, to The End, was like the gentle caress of a star crossed lover, finally close enough to embrace.
As the chaos roared around her, she sunk into the flow of it and lost herself...
*No* She faintly thought as her conscious mind was subsumed by the wondrous fires of her passions *Not lost. Found myself*
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The scorched and bloody corpses of the weak lay scattered before the band of cutthroats. The forces stationed within the hidden complex had crumbled before their might.
Blaster fire, thermal detonations, flame, vibroblades; these things had brought ruin upon their enemy, ripping apart all who stood before them and striking terror into their hearts. The assault had left them in disarray and struggling to hold mere inches of their prized territory.
As the survivors struggled to mount a defensive, the bloodthirsty gangsters could help but howl in laughter at feeble gesture against the destruction that had come to consume them.
*Pathetic. Absolutely pathetic.*
The invaders stood for but a moment, relishing in the heat of the fire and molten metal, the wafting stench of flesh seared down to the bone, and the screams of those unfortunates who had found themselves discovered by another band of their brothers in the distance.
Satisfied, the one who seemed to be in charge motioned forward for his men to move ahead. There were many more remnants scattered hopelessly across the complex, and they would not be finished until every last one had shuddered their last dying breath.
They never saw her coming.
With the ferocity of a Rancor, she crashed down upon them. Lunging with a mad howl of laughter, her violet lightsaber ablaze, the first of the thugs felt the searing pain tear through his midsection before he even knew what was happening.
Yelling in rage, they aimed their blasters, but her inhuman speed had laid two more low before they even got a chance to draw a bead and fire.
Shots fired out of their chamber, missing the Maurader by centimeters as she quickly dashed to the side. Their futile efforts only driving them to further rage.
She kept toward her next kill, his blaster pointed at her skull. And she knew this could be it.
*Bliss. Bliss and Heaven*
As his finger began to pull on his trigger and her blade came to his neck, a blast rang through the hall. Juliane found herself flung through flames and durasteel. As her head cracked against the far wall all fell into blackness.
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Bright. That was the first thing she noticed as her mind came back to the world. A bright shining light above her. Opening her eyes a sharp pain shot through her head, and she reached up to clutch it, gasping in agony.
Feeling something move with her arm, she forced herself to look down. Various tubes extended from her arm, bring liquids into her veins.
Looking around the white room, her mind unfogging, she realized where she was.
*A medbay. I'm on a medbay*
Looking up to the large light above her. She thought back to what had happened. What had brought her here. There was the attack, bodies everywhere and ... an explosion? But ....
And then her wondering stopped. And she began to laugh.
"Almost." She laughed to herself. "Almost."