The Hunt for the Sith Hunter

[jokemaster]

"Unless you wish to stay out here, yes."

[Writer]

Riebe jabbed both sabers into the door above her head and brought them around in a half circle to where they met at her knee level. Then, she deactivated the sabers and placed a powerful kick to the center of the hole. The pieces flew inward and Riebe stepped calmly through the hole.

[jokemaster]

The man stepped in first, he walked forward and opened the next door, which lead to the main hallway, he looked around, there were some burn marks and even a bit of blood on the floors, walls and cielings.

"Stay alert."

They continued walking through the hallways, finally they arrived at another locked door. Thankfully, this one opened with the first code Martins punched in.

Inside was a fully-stocked control room, but it was obvious there had been a battle there, several of the monitors were destroyed, blast marks were everywhere, and on the ground lay a single lightsaber.

[Writer]

"Interesting..." Riebe muttered, staring at the lightsaber.

[jokemaster]

Roma picked it up and switched it on. It was a unique and bright orange, the color of Jokemaster's backup saber.

[Writer]

Riebe flinched slightly at the familiar color. With a low growl, she said, "Turn it off."

[jokemaster]

Roma turned it off, meanwhile Martins was on the console trying to find out what happened.

[Writer]

Riebe began pacing the room, muttering something about lightsabers and Sith Hunters.

[jokemaster]

The man whispered to Roma, who approached Riebe carefully, knowing she was upset.

"We've found a security recording. It's not a good one, but it's something."

[Writer]

Riebe stopped pacing and stared at Roma with a blank stare for a moment. Then, she moved over to the console to watch the recording.

[jokemaster]

The recording started, at first showing an empty room. The door opened and first a few blaster bolts went into the room, finally a man backed into it. The man's face was mostly hooded, and the lights were flickering on and off, so that all that showed clearly was a scar. More blaster bolts came in, but he deflected them all, finally another man with a red lightsaber came into the room. The two men dueled, and whoever was outside the room kept firing.

 

The scarred man was good, he fought and deflected the bolts with ease. The sith took a step back and attempted to use force lightning on the scarred man, the man dodged it, and it hit some of the consoles instead, that was what destroyed them.

 

Soon another man joined the saber duel, but the scarred man kept fighting both of them off and dodging and blocking the blaster shots. The fight stretched on, seeming to go nowhere, until finally one of the other two got a hit in, burning his leg, the scarred man still fought on the ground, rolling to avoid getting hit again, and still attacking the sith, until finally both the sith stepped back and used force lightning.

 

He could not dodge both of them on the ground, he was hit, screamed in pain, and passed out. The sith picked up his body and carried him out of the room, until one turned around and destroyed the camera with another bout of lightning.

[Writer]

Riebe swore when the camera was destroyed. She turned to Martins. "Was that the Jedi who gave you the communicator?"

[jokemaster]

"It was" Said Martins.

[Writer]

"Then we need to find him," Riebe said. She thought about the recording and moved for the door the Sith took the man through.

[jokemaster]

"How, there's no way that I can see, that was the only recording left intact"

[Writer]

"We start by going through this door," Riebe answered, standing at the door. It opened and she stepped through. "After that..." She shrugged. "I guess we'll have to take it step by step."

[jokemaster]

Martins sighed and followed, there was only a thin trail of blood to follow along the hallway. After following it for awhile it stopped at a docking-station.

"Well, there you have it, dead end."

(your turn to make somthing up )

[Writer]

"Not quite," Riebe answered. She went to a computer console near the docking station. From there, she accessed the information about the last ship to dock there. The info came up and Riebe frowned. She'd hoped that the station would have information about where the ship was going.

 

"Time to go behind the law," she muttered. She used the console to contact ArC on Gerv and gave her the information they had about the ship.

 

"I'll get back to you when I have information," ArC promised. Riebe turned to the men.

 

"Now all we have to do is wait," she said.

[jokemaster]

"Great. How's she gonna get the info?" Asked Roma.

[Writer]

Riebe answered with a question. "Do you know how old the Sith Hunters are?"

[jokemaster]

"I've got a pretty good idea, yes."

[Writer]

"I've had that long to create a web of informants," Riebe went on. "If the information is there, we can find it."

[jokemaster]

"It could be years since this happened. Will your informants remember this that long, especially considering they didn't tell you when it actually happened?"

[Writer]

"They keep records very accurately and have done so for a very long time," Riebe said.

[jokemaster]

"Let's hope so. This is not a good place to stick around."