Fiction Activity

Competition
The Hunt
Textual submission

“This is Lieutenant Dravis, Operation Exsanguination is a go. Repeat operation is a go. You are weapons free." The order came across the com-link and the immediate sound of blaster fire followed by screams from those in attendance. The precision of Talon Company was very impressive, but there were some attendees that had managed to survive the initial volley from the soldiers. Talon Company had been given specific orders that they were to fire for thirty seconds then stop to let the Judges and Ragnosian loyalists a chance to prove their loyalty by dispatching any remaining perceived traitors.

The newly christened Judges were slow to react, but jumped into action when the sound of blaster fire stopped. Armad watched as the Judges overcame their initial shock from the announcement, and then leap towards the larger groups of people as they stampede towards the nearest exits. Armad briefly felt a twinge of regret for the massacring of so many citizens, but that was immediately squashed with the delight of the carnage that was taking place around him. For he knew that there needed to be a culling to rid the dissidents from within their ranks and populace. The more he relished in that thought the stronger his connection with the Force became.

With more and more of the Force rushing into him, Armad’s senses became more acute, allowed him to pick out a quartet of individuals that were trying to stealthily make their way to an exit. Armad turned his head to find this group, and saw that they were using the shrubbery to cover their supposed escape, and gave an devilish smirk at the futility of their attempt. Because an attempt at an unseen escape when there were Sith about was impossible.

Calling upon the Force to fuel his body, Armad sprinted off the platform that he had been standing on, and made his way around the long way to end up in the quartet’s path. Their attention was mostly focused on the Judges that they didn’t see his arrival in front of them.

“Well now, what have we here?” Armad queried when they rounded the closest bush. All of them jumped at the sound of his voice, and the three of females shrieked in surprise and huddled together as the male stepped up and put himself between them. Armad smiled internally as he drew his pistol slow enough to give the male a bit of hope as he lunged toward the Umbaran. The male turned as he grabbed the pistol, attempting to wrestle it from the his grasp. Just as the male’s back bumped into his chest, Armad slide his stiletto into the male's’ back, piercing the lungs so he couldn’t scream or cry out in pain. Relishing in the fresh kill, Armad stepped back and yanked the blade out, as the male’s body crumbled to the ground.

Armad flicked the blade at one female, that had managed to snap out of her fear and try to run away, catching her in the back of her right leg. She cried out in surprise and pain as she fell to the ground. Armad pulled out his Electro-whip and flicked it at one of the remaining females still huddled in fear, catching her arm as she instinctively raised it to protect herself. Thumbing it on, he watched as she screamed in pain as the electricity started coursing through her body. Because she was touching the other female, Armad was gifted with watching them both writhe in pain.

Reaching out his hand to pull the stiletto back to his hand, at the same time he released the button pulsing electricity into the two females. The one female started to try and crawl away, so Armad gave her a nod of approval to her fortitude as he raised his blaster and fired a single shot into the back of her head. As he turned back to toward the two remaining females, one of them had managed to find a makeshift weapon that she clumsily swung at him. While it didn’t directly hit him, it did hit his hands enough that he dropped both his blaster and whip. Angered at that and for not sensing it coming, Armad turned fully towards the females, reached across to his left side and in one fluid slashing motion, decapitated both the females as the knelt on the ground.

Picking up his weapons, Armad stashed them in their proper places before exiting the courtyard in search of any more dissidents that might have escaped.