Order 66 - Covert Council

[Tullius]

Starting at the moment that Order 66 was issued we will spin a yarn of our characters escaping the clutches of the clone army and going into hiding. Everybody start your story at the exact moment the order is issued and the clones turn.

Name:
Age:
Hair Colour:
Eye Colour:
Lightsaber colour:
Rank:
Bio:

[Tullius]

Name: Rance Cee
Age: 19
Hair Colour/Style: Blonde, Short, with a padawan braid.
Eye Colour: Blue
Lightsaber colour: Purple
Rank: Padawan
Bio: A very headstrong and controversial padawan, his master constantly received flak for his padawan's mischievous and unruly behaviour. From a very young age he befriended two other padawan and was often found causing mayhem with them.

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The time has come. Execute Order 66. - Darth Sidious

The clone troopers turned as one and cocked their guns. Rance turned quickly, being highly attuned to people's speech and body language he had noticed the sudden shift in behaviour a split parsec before his master. He activated his lightsaber and deflected the blaster lasers that had been fired towards him. Flying through the air he did not question why the clone troopers had suddenly turned on them. He simply listened to his instincts and knew what he had to do to survive.

After dispensing with the troops that had his back through the many missions he had been sent on with his master he turned to discuss what had happened with Master Udhea.

He stopped dead in his tracks as he saw the slumped body of his teacher. A blaster had pierced his mid riff, straight through. Rance collapsed next to the body of his mentor. The man he had spent many years of his life learning from, idolizing.

He sat there for a minute, then remembered the Jedi teachings:

There is no death, there is the Force.

He coolly and calmly collected himself, stood, searched the landscape for his fellow jedi and set off to find his brethren.

[Mizo]

Name: Soloman Carge
Age: 21
Hair Colour: Black, long, covering one eye.
Eye Colour: Green
Lightsaber colour: Deep orange
Rank: Padawan
Bio: A master of emotion. He learnt from an early age to keep his feels to himself and not to show it in his face, this would lead him to power. Power, is all he desires. The jedi teachings have left him short, he wants more, yet he's managed to hide it from most jedi. He was place on worlds far from the council, their efforts focus on more immediate threats. His tutor, a man with blind faith in Soloman was under no impression of Soloman's thirst for strength. He only knew the cold, almost soulless warrior that listened to his every order.

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"Solomen, we must save those troops!"

"Yes, master."

Soloman flipped from his position in front of a troop of droids. His lightsaber cut them down and his force push blasted the remaining machines backwards, smashing them to pieces. Soloman felt nothing for the troops, but relished in the defeat of his enemies. He turned to his master.

"What is order 66 commander?!" the jedi knight yelled to the clone commander.

The clones turned their weapons upon him.

"What?!"

An explosion of laser fire flashed and the jedi fell to the floor.

"Torji!!!" yelled Soloman.

Using his force abilities he blasted forwards, slicing and dicing all clones in his way. Chopping off their heads and bathing in their blood. From the tips of his fingers blasted a spark when he stopped before his dead master, still a troop of clones surrounding him. Suddenly in a brilliant act of anger the lightning spread to the remaining troops, killing them instantly. All was peaceful for a moment, Soloman bent down and took up his master lightsaber.

"What should I do, master?"

A pain shot up from his leg, he'd been hit by a laser from one of the encroaching droids. A natural ramp in the ground showed him a troop of clones heading towards his position and from behind a group of battle droids. He had to escape. He forced jumped away from the battle and ran into the wilderness slightly limping with no emotion or pain on his face, and an uncertain future ahead of him.

[Kim Jung Il]

Name: Daisuke Tzan
Age: 25
Race: Dorian
Homeworld: Kel Dor
Hair Colour: N/A
Eye Colour: Black
Lightsaber colour: Green
Rank: Knight
Bio: Being a Dorian, Daisuke was noticed as force sensitive by the age of 2. He was first trained on his homeworld of Kel Dor and by the age of 9 was transferred to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant. A calm and composed individual and an expert pilot, Daisuke trained rigorously to gain his knighthood and has been serving the people of the republic ever since.

Intro

"Something isn't right..."

Daisuke surveyed the surrounding landscape, he had been deployed to Cato Nemoidia with several other Jedi to secure the system against CIS attacks. He was alone atop a cliff a few miles from the main clone trooper garrison and was scanning the immediate area. He found it odd that he had not received any word from the clone troopers or his fellow Jedi. He decided to make his way back to the garrison when he saw a squad of clones chasing his friend, a Nautilon Jedi Knight by the name of Jared Fisk. His lightsaber was drawn and was deflecting blaster fire as he ran towards Daisuke.

"Daisuke, the clones have turned on us. I saw them take down Master Plo's fighter! We must warn the tem..."

Before he could finish the sentence Jared was shot down and killed by the clones. Daisuke drew his lightsaber and began to fight the troopers, being a Dorian Daisuke was strongly attuned to the force. His abilities with the force were much stronger than most Jedi of his age and rank, with this he was quite able to force push 4 of the clone troopers into the air as he deflected back the other 4's blaster fire. He killed 2 of the troopers with deflections and the other 6 in close quarters combat with his lightsaber.

After the battle had ended, Daisuke searched the clone troopers and found a holocomm badge, he replayed the last message. A cloaked figure appeared.

"Initiate Order 66"

Daisuke kept the badge and started walking towards the garrison, lightsaber still drawn.

"I must contact the temple."

[foderico]

Name: 14583224578
Alias: Mr Kezet
Age: Physical Age 27 Clone age 5
Race: Human Clone
Homeworld: Kamino (cloning Facilty)
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Brown
Lightsaber colour: None
Rank: Clone Sniper
Bio: A Clone of Jango Fett, like thousands of others, has the exact appearance of Jango, however he does have a scared face making him blind in his left eye, a wound suffered fighting for the republic. With enhanced accuracy abilities above that of a normal clone implanted into his DNA, 14583224578 can make almost impossible shots at range. Also with advanced metabolic rates he can sustain his body requirements for several days without food or water causing him to remain hidden, silent and still without lessening his efficency.

14583224578 recieved an order several days ago, alone on the god forsaken planet Kel Dor, 14583224578 was to take a sniping position in the jungle watching the open shrine where several Dorian jedi were praying and meditating, and await further orders. Various Ranks would travel to the shrine.

Several Jedi are accumliating at the shrine, some very young apprentacies being taught the ways of the force for the first time were at the temple.

"Execute order 66" Without hesitation all the jedi, old and young lay in a heap around the shrine.

"Objective completed, awaiting next objective, will eliminate any jedi on sight"

[Beef Paste]

Name: Cage Darkloinne
Age: 20
Hair Colour: Black, Afro
Eye Colour: Blue
Lightsaber colour: Blue
Rank: Padawan
Bio: Is arrogant and likes to boast about his achievements. He sees anyone weaker than him to be a waste of time. However he shows utmost respect to his peers and master in hopes to stay in everyone's good books.

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"Runnnnn Cage!"

Almost simultaneously, blaster fire flew through the air all around Cage. He rapidly deflected shots as he weaved towards his downed master. As he neared his target, a powerful push sent him flying backwards, he self righted himself and landed behind cover. He peered across the battlefield and saw his master lower his hand and collapse.

He couldn't go back, more troops were arriving to clear off the stragglers. With a sigh Cage turned and began to run into the wilderness with only revenge on his mind.

[Mizo]

"What's that master? They should pay for what they've done? Yes...they should...The jedi...all of them...but wait, what about the teachings?...Yes you're right, they betrayed the Jedi code...they should suffer..." Soloman argued with his master's lightsaber.

His head shot up like an aware mere cat spotting another Jedi seeking refuge in the wilderness. Cage, Soloman could feel his presence. Soloman activated his saber and slowly walked out into the opening Cage was running through.

"My master says you need to pay. Do you need to pay, Jedi?"

[Beef Paste]

Cage instinctively drew his lightsaber and stopped a few meters away. He could feel the power surging through this stranger.

"What? I don't have time for this. Begone."

He gathered energy and forced it towards the target and began to charge forward.

"I'll make this quick."

[Tullius]

Rance had sensed two other padawan in close proximity to each other and felt that safety in numbers would definitely apply in this situation.

He sped through the undergrowth at breakneck speed, passing all manner of wildlife, leaving each one dazed and confused, wondering what the sudden blast of air had been caused by.

As he was closing in on the two padawan that were drawing ever closer to each other he sensed that something wasn't right. Obviously he had not been the only one to be struck by catastrophe in the past few minutes. Whoever this person was, the shock of seeing their master slain before their very eyes, it seems, had pushed them over the edge that they had so precariously balanced on.

He moved in closer, at a much slower speed, drawing as little attention to himself as possible. He wanted to see what would happen once these two powerful beings met.

[Mizo]

Soloman quickly force leaped into the air over the force push. His enemy had drawn his saber as Soloman's came crashing down. Blocked. Soloman swung his saber again. Dodged. Cage thrust his toward Soloman's chest and Soloman quickly side stepped. Flash, crash, buzz, the saber battle continued. Suddenly a strike from Cage's saber cut through the strap keeping Soloman's master's lightsaber attached and it fell to the floor.

"MASTER!!"

Soloman kicked dirt into Cage's eyes and dashed off picking up his master's saber. Securing it once more he turned to Cage, a lick of lightning between his fingers crackled.

"How. dare. you. hurt my master...

[Tullius]

Rance noticed the flicker of lightning and could no longer sit back and watch. He force jumped through the bushes to land inbetween the fighting padawans.

"STOP!!!"

He looked at each of them in turn then calmly said.

"Remember your teachings, calm yourselves, focus. This is not the time to be fighting amongst ourselves. We need to stick together, find out what is going on and try to locate any of our other brethren."


He stayed rooted to the spot, waiting to see what they would do next.

[Mizo]

Soloman was lost in his anger towards Cage. The new arrival didn't phase him one bit, but the lightning ceased. Soloman lifted his masters lightsaber and listened to a voice that only he could hear. Placing the lightsaber back in its holster and turning off his own, he sighed. His eyes never left Cage's.

"Master told me to remember my training...he forgives you, but I don't."

Suddenly all the seriousness of the situation fizzled out as Soloman pottered over to Rance and sat crossed legged behind him. Like a child following the leader.

[Beef Paste]

"This isn't over between you and me" Cage announced glaring at Solomon's cold eyes.

"And who are you stranger?" he said pointing at the newcomer.

Cage kept his lightsaber drawn and his body posture rigid and ready.

[Tullius]

"My name is Rance Cee, now former padawan to Master Udhea," he relaxed his stance as he uttered this, "now if you wouldn't mind deactivating your lightsaber, we're in a bit of a mess here and I'd like for us to work together. I mean we are on the same side right?"

There was an eerie quiet surrounding the three padawan. As one they all turned and focused as they sensed several people approaching the clearing.

"Hurry, into the trees, we need to conceal ourselves, see if they are friends or foes."

Rance was into the highest reaches of the trees with a single bound and waited, watching intently.

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