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A new path to power	By : DarthCronos Category: +S through Z > Star Wars: The Old Republic Views: 13788 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5 : Assault
Two days passed as Dozkai recovered from his wounds. Xana was briefed as his second in command on what would be required of him to gain Jitssil's power base in full.
"Do you understand?" Kirasha asked Xana as she finished up the last of the list.
Xana nodded her acknowledgement.
"Just how expansive is Jitssil's network, anyway?" Xana asked, not expecting a real answer from the Cathar woman.
"Without getting into details, let's just say even the Imperial spy network pales in comparison in several areas" She replied coyly.
Xana took that for what it was, a nice way to say fuck off, and leaned back in her chair.
"Okay then. So, the next step is to get Dozkai into the trials for the Academy. Can't we just use his father's pull to get him in directly? He is the son of a Sith Lord after all." She asks hotly.
"Three reasons: One, lords are not supposed to sponsor their own children. Two, no one knew he had a child. And three, it was part of my orders not to do exactly that. He must achieve this on his own. " Kirasha responded matter-of-factly
Xana sighed.
"So all you can do is make sure he gets into the trials, then he's on his own?" Her anger started to crack her calm facade.
"Indeed." Kirasha replied, the smallest hint of a smirk of her feline face.
Xana rubbed her hands across her face, about to lose her cool when the intercom beeped.
"Mistress Xana, you wished to be informed of when Master Dozkai would be brought out of the tank? Well, I'll be draining him in fifteen minutes." Dr. Basai's voice came over the intercom.
"Copy that doc, I'll be right down." Xana replied, quickly getting to her feet. "I'm sure Dozkai'll have questions after I bring him up to speed, so either come along or stay here." She said to Kirasha, who nodded and remained seated.
It didn't take Xana long to make her way down to the medical wing. She arrived just as the doctor opened the door.
"Ah, just in time. I was just about to drain him without you " Dr. Basai said. The cyborg motioned for her to enter.
"Everything went well, then?" Xana asked, more out of habit than concern, given the doctor's track record.
"Nothing troubling of any real consequence." He replied off hand. "DK-9, start the drainage sequence, then prep the bed." Basai ordered the nurse droid who responded with a nod before performing the tasks
A few seconds later the pumps kicked in and the droid moved to the next room.
"He'll be a little groggy at first, maybe a little grumpy." Dr. Basai warned her as the kolto slowly drained away.
"To be fair, he's usually like that when he wakes up." Xana replied with a small chuckle
Dozkai woke slowly as the kolto drained past his chest and his feet touched the bottom of the tank
"Mhh- Wha-?" He grumbled, opening his eyes.
"It's okay, Dozkai. I am just draining your tank. Your injuries are healed, but your arms and legs will be weak for a short time while your body re-adjusts to gravity." Dr. Basai said in a calming tone.
Dozkai relaxed as he remembered where he was.
"Bit jumpy, huh boss?" Xana said coyly
"You would be too if you woke up naked in a tank and didn’t remember why. I've been out cold for what, two days?" He looked to the doc, who nodded in confirmation.
"Yeah, well while you’ve been sleeping, I've been getting the full information on this 'inheritance' of yours " Xana responded "And it's more complicated than we thought. I'll bring you up to speed over lunch, right after the doc finishes his checkup." Xana concluded, as the tank popped open with a pneumatic hiss.
"Very wel-" Dozkai began, before his stomach growled loudly. "Very well, have your report ready... and the food." He added as Dr. Basai lead him into the exam room.
A few minutes later, Xana was about to order lunch when alarms rang out. She bolted out of the door, towards the medical wing, whipping out her blaster and comm as she went.
" Report, what is happening?!? " She yelled into the communicator.
"Ma'am we have hostiles in the compound! Sightings place ten or more. They- Aargh!" the comm went silent.
"Damn it." Xana said in frustration, clipping the comm back onto her belt.
She rounded the corner to the medical wing, narrowly dodging a blaster bolt. The projectile zipped past her, scorching the wall less than a foot from her head. Xana dove for cover back around the corner, before returning fire.
As she shot, she made out three men in imperial spec-ops gear. Two kept her pinned down with supressing fire while the third attempted to slice the door to the medbay.
"All hands, to the medbay! Repeat, all hands to the medbay !" Xana screamed into her comm, before tossing it aside and firing once again.
For what seemed like hours, she exchanged fire with the commandoes before they abruptly went quiet. Poking her head out carefully, Xana saw one dead, while the other two had managed to get into the medbay.
The captain's heart thumped in her chest as she ran towards the door. Suddenly, blaster fire exited the room, followed by one of the commandoes with a large hole in his chestplate. The greviously wounded operator fell to the floor, dead.
Xana peered around the door frame, only to see the last commando kneeling before Dr. Basai, the good doctor's bone saw lodged in his neck.
"There is a reason beyond my medical skills that I was chosen as head doctor for this compound. Do you know what that is, hmm? " He asked the quickly dying commando. "It's quite simple, really:" He leaned down next to the man's ear "I can kill far better than I can heal." He finished by ripping the saw across what remained of the man's throat, severing his neck.
"Oh, mistress Xana! I didn’t see you there." He said, as if there weren't two dead men in plain view." Forgive the mess."
"Are... are you alright?" Xana asked, slightly stunned.
"Yes, why do you ask?" he replied, while looking down to see if he may have taken a wound to one of his cybernetic parts without registering it.
"Never mind, where is Dozkai? " She asked quickly.
"Right here." Dozkai responded, entering the room on shaky legs. " The doc tied me down with the med restraints. It's damn hard to break those." He added, in response to the quizzical look on her face.
"Well, right now, we need to move. This isn't the best defensive position." Xana appraised, casting an eye down the hall for enemy reinforcements as she spoke.
"I don’t plan on being defensive." Dozkai said as he picked up one of the blasters from the commandoes.
"If you insist on exerting yourself," Dr. Basai begins, just before injecting Dozkai with a stimpack "then you'll need this."
"Thanks, doc." Dozkai says, as the stims flooded through his system.
"Come on, if we can make it to Jitssil's office, we can hold off until reinforcements arrive!" Xana urged as she leadd the way down the hall, Dozkai and Dr. Basai right behind her.
It didn't take them long to run into another commando team, this one larger than the first. Xana motioned for a halt as she hugged the wall "Another five around the corner, one had an assault cannon." She said as she looks around the corner.
"Looks like we don’t have a clear shot at him." She sighs.
"The only other way to my father's office would bring us in directly behind them. I'll circle around and draw their fire, you two hit them from here." Dozkai ordered, before turning on his heel and making to head off back down the hallway.
"A sound plan, if a bit... reckless." Dr. Basai comments."A better one would be to use this." He showed Dozkai a thermal detonator. "When you take an enemy's weapons, it helps to take everything you MAY need " he advised the younger Sith with a smirk.
Arming the detonator, Basai hurled it into the midst of the small squad. Four were killed instantly by the blast. Only the heavy managed to dive out of the way. Dozkai led the rush to clear survivors, scoring a headshot on the heavy as he turned to open fire.
"Too slow, bastard!" Xana taunted as she ran up the last staircase.
As they neared the late Lord Jitssil's office, they heard shouting from within.
"Commander Bronar, what is the meaning of this?!" Kirasha's voice, a muffled snarl.
"Simple, Kira. As the highest ranking sith under Jitssil's personal command, it is my right to claim his power. Since he died with no heir and his enemies don’t know he is dead, naturally this was the perfect time to strike." A deep voice replied, as Dozkai got close enough to peer in.
He saw a slender human in Imperial assault armor, pacing the room, with Kirasha behind the desk.
"You see, despite whatever orders he left, you are not Sith, my little kitten." Bronar taunted Kirasha. "And if you don’t fall in line..." He ignited his saberstaff "I'll gladly cut you down" He finished, his tone even and cold.
"Too bad you didn’t plan on me!" Dozkai slammed the door open and levelled his blaster at Bronar. He fired a barrage of bolts, only to have the older Sith deflect every one.
"What's this? A naked commando?!" He laughed. "Kira, I knew you had a sex drive, but to strip your own men of armor?" He taunted.
"Thing is, she works for me." Dozkai informed him. The young Sith threw his blaster at Bronar, before pulling two war blades from across the room into his hands. "And you're in my home."
He launched himself at Bronar like a cyclone of blades. Bronar blocked and dodged the blows, countering when able, only to be put on the defensive. The fought back and forth, neither gaining an advantage for long while Xana and Dr. Basai hid outside, waiting for an opening to shoot.
Several moments passed with nothing but the whir and crack of a lightsaber and the sound of ringing steel as the two Sith matched each other, blow for blow. The fight came to an abrupt end when Bronar stopped mid-swing, a smoldering hole in his head. Dozkai followed the point of impact to see Kirasha standing nearby, a smoking blaster in the Cathar woman's hand.
"Sorry." She said, tossing the blaster onto the desk." Had to slice the unlock commands your father had in place for when the alarms were tripped." She sat down and called up the holocomm
"Is the compound clear?" She asked as the guardsman come into view on-screen.
"Yes, Ma'am. The last of them just went down. We have a few that are stunned. Do you want them detained or disposed of?" The guard asked.
"Kill them." She responded coldly, before looking up to Dozkai " A small oversight on my part. It won't happen again." She promised, her eyes drank in Dozkai's nude form despite herself. "I'll have a full report ready in an hour."
Kirasha stood and bowed "If I have your leave, sir?" She asked
Dozkai nodded and motioned for Xana to watch her, before sitting at the desk and viewing the reports coming in from the compound guards. A small army assaulted the compound, under the command of this Bronar. No survivors on the enemy side and heavy casualties in the guard ranks.
Dozkai leaned back and sighed.
"So, this is what I have to look forward to?" He chuckled to himself.
Edited by AlexadraS90
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