Ackbar's Premonition

[Fusion]

Harm me? I doubt you'd be able to do that with me fully aware as I am right now.

Lamia doubted these two could take her and Bezhevy on, though the Sith Master seemed to be almost an echo in the Force, as if he wasn't exactly there...

 

[Dmitri]

The doppelganger remained where he stood. "Barrel, take on the female. I'll take on the male."

Barrel snarled. "Piece of cake."

Bezhevy faced Lamia. "You fine with that?" The Luminado Grandmaster took out his own lightsaber, a silver bladed single hilt.

 

[Fusion]

No foolish acolyte is going to defeat this true Sith...

Lamia pulled out both of her sabers and activated them, positioning herself in a twin-bladed Juyo stance. She would cut this Acolyte down to size...

 

[Dmitri]

Bezhevy nodded and walked to Lamia's left about twenty feet. The doppelganger walked over to where Bezhevy stood.

Barrel charged at Lamia. However, as he ran, his weaponless hand unleashed Force Lightning upon the Sith Pureblood. The lightning was meant to preoccupy her lightsaber, allowing him to strike at her legs.

 

[Fusion]

Lamia swiftly moved out of the way, absorbing the Force Lightning with Tutaminis in her right hand as her other hand shot a powerful bolt of orange Force Drain at the young Acolyte. There was a minimum chance he would be able to block such an attack, but Lamia only intended to bring him to his knees, not kill him.

 

[Dmitri]

Barrel tched as the Sith Pureblood countered his attack and followup move. Lamia followed up with Force Drain. Barrel felt his stamina weaken a little, but he still had his physical strength. He charged at Lamia, slashing across her abdomen .

 

[Fusion]

Lamia saw her Force Drain was working and as Barrel moved in to slash at her, she blocked him with her two sabers before kicking out with her cortosis-plated boot at Barrel's crotch. The one thing she liked about being a woman was the fact that she didn't have a weak spot like men did.

 

[Dmitri]

Barrel's attack was nearing Lamia when it was intercepted by the woman's lightsabers. He was about to use Force-

Sith's Blood!

Barrel instinctively staggered a couple paces back, his manhood wounded. He struggled to keep his balance and not instinctively scream.

Barrel regained his balance and was about to unleash a Force Wave when he was distracted by a gasp. He turned to see Bezhevy impaling Geist Weiss in the chest with a lightsaber.

"Impossible..." gasped Geist.

Geist Weiss collapsed. Barrel charged at Bezhevy. Bezhevy positioned himself in a stance to defend himself, but didn't move, as to allow Lamia to strike the acolyte.

 

[Fusion]

As Barrel was staggering back, Lamia turned to see the Sith Master having been impaled by Bazhevy. The acolyte was obviously distracted as he rushed towards the Luminado grandmaster, but Lamia threw her lightsaber spear-style, guiding it with the Force to where it would penetrate Barrel's heart from behind. And the best part: he would never notice.

 

[Dmitri]

Barrel was five feet away when he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He was unable to look down to realize the lightsaber had been impaled through his heart as life escaped from his body. The corpse fell to the ground.

"Good aim," complimented Bezhevy, extinguishing his lightsaber. He looked at Barrel. "There goes another one."

Bezhevy walked over to Barrel's body and picked up Lamia's lightsaber. He examined it with adoration.

"Beautiful design," prided Bezhevy. "And the beam is refined. What type of lens do you use."

Bezhevy used the Force to switch off Lamia's lightsaber. He then unscrewed the weapon, dismantling part of it to inspect when he stopped. He chuckled nervously. "My bad, I got carried away there."

Bezhevy began to walk over to Lamia, the unscrewed lightsaber in his grasp, his hand up to offer it to the Sith Pureblood.

"My apologies," apologized Bezhevy.

As Bezhevy neared Lamia, Bezhevy used two Force techniques simultaneously. The first was Force Pull to swipe the last lightsaber from Lamia's possession. However, the move was executed to be allowed to be stopped, as his main focus was Force Suppression, a technique that cut Lamia from the Force for a while. He would follow it up with Force Statis.

 

[Fusion]

Lamia felt something slip off her waistband... Too late she saw she was disarmed. She pulled out her Sith Sword as a last resor, but felt herself becoming stiffer and more tired... She suddenly was out on the floor, unconscious and unaware of what was transpiring.

 

[Dmitri]

The doppelganger on the ground twenty feet away evaporated. Bezhevy Tsviets' form morphed into the illusion-clad Geist Weiss.

"To be caught off guard is a death sentence," commented Geist. He knew from experience. He had been knocked off guard once on Korriban and if Darth Vereor hadn't jumped in, Geist would have died.

The shuttle's pilot and a protocol droid exited the ship. Geist glanced at Barrel's body and then turned to the others.

"Dispose of the dead," ordered Geist. "Detain the Imperial Knight. We're taking her to Lacrima."

Geist picked up Lamia's Sith Sword, admiring the detail, the beauty. I'll make use of her, decided the alchemist.

The protocol droid fetched some extra fuel from a container and splashed Barrel's body with the liquid. Geist sparked a Force Lightning upon Barrel, whose fuel-laden body flushed into flames.

Rope was fetched by the pilot who tied Lamia up. Geist played with his alchemy upon the rope, tightening it and making it denser. He then injected the Sith Pureblood with a heavy dosage of sedatives, as some Force users could fight the effects off.

Next stop: Lacrima.