Star Wars Kights of the Old Republic is owned/published by Bioware and published by LucasArts.
This is an entirely different take on KotOR than my first attempt. So sit back, and enjoy the ride.
A Sith patrol moved down a beaten path, alert, but not ready for what was about to come. The lead Sith took his final fatal step and triggered the ML-16XL Anti-Personal Mine. Turning him into something that resembled an after product of a meat grinder. The squad leader would have felt proud of the way the four remaining troopers quickly covered all of the victors. But, as with most soldiers, they forgot the fact they were surrounded by trees and there for needed to think in 3d instead of 2d. This mistake quickly cost two of the troopers their lives. A disrupter rifle barked twice harshly. The Sith, that was covering the squads six, collapsed with a hole malted in the side of his face. The soldier next to him almost immediately suffered same fate. One of the remaining Sith panicked and ran for the protection of the foliage off the beaten path.
A figure dropped behind him, grabbed him by his neck, and effortlessly slit his throat. The other Sith moved his blaster rifle to try to shoot the dark figure but without looking the Sith’s killer let go of the Sith whose throat was cut open like gusu fruit; ripped out a pistol with the left hand and fired one shot. The trooper instinctively ducked at the sudden movement; saving his life but, at the cost of his rifle. Unit 5982 looked at his dead squad mates and then at their killer who still had its back turned to him. Unit 5982 slowly pulled his Vibro blade out of its sheath and stood up. Unit 5982 knew that he might die but he was going to take the threat down first! With those thoughts bolstering him he let out a cry and ran, Vibro blade raised high, toward the killer. Unit 5982 was almost to his target when it turned and thrust out its right palm. A invisible fist seemed to smash in to Unit 5982’s chest and sending him flying back as well as shattering of his ribs. Unit 5982 looked up in terror as saw his killer slowly pick up his own Vibro blade. There was a flash and the ‘blade disappeared from the dark figure’s hand, reappearing a second later imbedded in Unit 5982’s chest. A strange sort of silence fell over the killing-path, only interrupted by the gurgling of the Sith trooper, who quick fell silent; dead. Mach Farcon stood over the dead bodies and could not help but value the work; after all it was good to appreciate your own handiwork, wasn’t it?
He then removed a small, box-like object from his pocket and pointed it at the dead bodies. There was a faint click sound then the device was replaced. Shortly after, Mach stood in front of a secret Republic base. He waved a hand in front of a cleverly hidden lens disguised as a knot in the tree and then walked approximately 3 meters and stood on a large, square rock. After a few seconds the rock began to descend in to the ground. After being lowered about 6 meters Mach reached a dimly lit room and then he stepped off landing 1.5 meters down. He then walked over to a door and entered a code in the key pad. The pad beeped and then the door slowly opened with a soft hiss, letting in light and sound.
Upon entering the base, he was haled by an ensign.
“Mach!” a blond man grinned as he walked up, “How ya do’in?”
“Good,” Mach replied with his deep, bass voice. As they resumed walking, the blond said,
“Great,” “So..?”
“So what?” Mach said.
“Ya know, what’d ya do out there?” Harvey Airchigol questioned.
Mach shrugged, “Took out the five Sith troopers.”
“Five patrols, six men a piece,” Harvey counted, “You’re a killing machine aren’t ya?”
“Just doing my job,” Mach stated.
“Yeah, but you enjoy your job,” Harvey countered.
“True,” Mach acknowledged with a nod. They passed a cute female technician who smiled invitingly at Mach.
Mach ignored the smile and kept walking.
“Dude, if I had that many women smile at me like that, I wouldn’t sleep for a month,” Harvey exclaimed.
“I don’t have time for that.” Mach said, “I have a job to do. Besides, Elizabeth would kick your ass if you did anything like that.”
“True.” Harvey said, then he lowered his voice and whispered, “I’m gonna ask her.”
“Really?” Mach questioned. “Do you have a ring?”
“It’s coming in on the next shipment. It’s a fire crystal from Yaven 4.” Harvey suddenly got a slightly confused look on his face and then he turned to ask Mach “You offed five Sith, right?” Mach nodded affirmative. “But there’s six to a squad.” Harvey half questioned half stated. Mach shrugged, “May be they forgot him.” Harvey nodded slightly and seemed to accept this explanation. He then smacked his forhead and exclaimed, “Damn it, I forgot!”
“What?” Mach calmly asked.
“I was suppose to tell ya that you’re to see the Big Man.”
Mach nodded and turned right at the intersection they had just gotten to.
“See ya.” Harvey waved.
Mach gave a short wave over his shoulder as he continued on. He could hear Harvey happily accost someone else as he left. Mach arrived at his destination, and walked in the General’s door. General Rick Von Nelshon The 18th looked up his he walked in.
“Come in Mach,” The General said. Mach handed General Rick the small, box- like object from before. Von Nelshon pressed a button on it and then raised his eyebrow and looked at Mach. “Getting a little messy?”
Mach shrugged and grinned. “Have to mix it up once in a while.”
The General grunted in vague agreement, then he said to Mach “We will transfer the funds in to your account. He then looked at Mach and smiled as he said, ”A job just came down from command. You interested?”
“From that look on your face, I probably shouldn’t be”. Mach sarcastically replied.
“Just look at it, you kill-happy merc!” Von Nelshon grumbled as he handed Mach a datapad. Mach looked at it and said incredulously, “You’ve got to be kidding!.”
