~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

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"Do not fear me I am the High Terrellian, I defend the innocent.... no something just happened, and soon something is going to happen." She steadied herself as the ship shifted and veered, gravity was now affecting them. "That is a pity he did not make it... Nostros had hopped to help Nakiso... he was giving us very good information. Do you happen to know where this Captain Nakiso is?"

"Nakiso," Kaio echoed, "he's with Torik somewhere on this ship."
 
Riku tried to shoot a reply back at Civer, but there was a muzzle on his mouth preventing him from speaking. Several Dronexx began dragging him somewhere through a dark hallway. He recognized its design; it was the Gingercat Headquarters. "Idiots," Riku thought to himself as he was dragged along, "they took the headquarters over."

"Get inside." Civer growled at Riku as he tried to resist getting in a vehicle. Two Dronexx held him down, while Civer drove the vehicle that Riku had been forced into. The engines made loud noises; it was almost impossible to have a normal conversation. Not to mention the irritating wind that was blowing in Riku's face, but that was the least of his concerns right now considering that he had just been kidnapped by the most evil empire in the galaxy.

Once they arrived at their destination, which didn't take long, the Dronexx pulled Riku out of the vehicle. "Take his muzzle off," Civer ordered. The Dronexx nodded, taking it off and letting it fall on the ground. Although Riku couldn't see he could tell they had just entered a building, as he felt a drastic drop in temperature and heard a door slide open. The Dronexx dragged Riku down the cold metal hallway, and Riku could feel uncertainty rising inside him.
 
Nakiso," Kaio echoed, "he's with Torik somewhere on this ship.
Shandrack lit up, "he is here?" She waited impatiently for Nakiso to arrive. Nostros had given her secret information to deliver to a certain Battain on Trackers ship. This Battain was to deliver it to Nakiso if they could find him. Nostros and Nakiso had been exchanging information to aid in the defeat of the Drex's 'Master of All'. Though contact with Nakiso had been lost for some time. She still had the information secretly stashed on her since Tracker never made it to the rendezvous.
 
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Shandrack lit up, "he is here?" She waited impatiently for Nakiso to arrive. Nostros had given her secret information to deliver to a certain Battain on Trackers ship. This Battain was to deliver it to Nakiso if they could find him. Nostros and Nakiso had been exchanging information to aid in the defeat of the Drex's 'Master of All'. Though contact with Nakiso had been lost for some time. She still had the information secretly stashed on her since Tracker never made it to the rendezvous.

Kaio nodded, "Yes, he meant to come and meet up with him but he went to the Lunar Cat territories to get Riku and Si'ralle, I have no idea who they are."
 
Kaio nodded, "Yes, he meant to come and meet up with him but he went to the Lunar Cat territories to get Riku and Si'ralle, I have no idea who they are."
"Well the information I carry is vital and..." She stopped. "Something is wrong. We need to get off the ship. You and Nakiso must come with Crut and I. Is there an armed shuttle left for us to leave on?"
 
"Get inside." Civer growled at Riku as he tried to resist getting in a vehicle. Two Dronexx held him down, while Civer drove the vehicle that Riku had been forced into. The engines made loud noises; it was almost impossible to have a normal conversation. Not to mention the irritating wind that was blowing in Riku's face, but that was the least of his concerns right now considering that he had just been kidnapped by the most evil empire in the galaxy.

Once they arrived at their destination, which didn't take long, the Dronexx pulled Riku out of the vehicle. "Take his muzzle off," Civer ordered. The Dronexx nodded, taking it off and letting it fall on the ground. Although Riku couldn't see he could tell they had just entered a building, as he felt a drastic drop in temperature and heard a door slide open. The Dronexx dragged Riku down the cold metal hallway, and Riku could feel uncertainty rising inside him.

Soon, they entered a room; all that he could tell was that it was dark.

"Agh, at last he's arrived!" A voice said. It made Riku cringe. He wasn't sure why... it seemed so oddly familiar. It wasn't the "master", it wasn't anything recent... but it was deep in his memory; it was someone important.

"Here he is, as you requested." Civer said.

"Good, you can leave now." Civer nodded, walking out. A door could be heard sliding behind him.

"So, Riku," the voice said, "I hope you haven't forgotten me. I sure as heck haven't forgotten you."

Riku didn't respond, he was still trying to figure out who this voice was.

After a moment, the voice spoke again, "I'm sad that you've forgotten me, Riku. Do I just not matter to you anymore?"

Riku was getting annoyed, this person would not shut up. "I'm also wearing a blindfold, in case you haven't noticed." He snapped, trying to mask the uncertainty in his voice. He couldn't for the life of him figure out who this was... but it was so familiar.

"I can see that," the voice snapped back, but then it reverted back to its calm state, "you will now witness what you left behind all those years ago. This will now be my final revenge, the Drex gave me the strength to do that." The creature who was speaking grasped the knot on his blindfold. Its touch sent a small chill down his spine... it too was familiar, yet he couldn't put his finger on who it was. It jerked back, ripping the blindfold off. Riku's blood froze at who was in front of him.

It was a Lunar Cat. He knew very well who it was. Memories instantly flooded his mind. "No," he breathed, his eyes widening to the size of full moons.

"Hello, brother."

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"Well the information I carry is vital and..." She stopped. "Something is wrong. We need to get off the ship. You and Nakiso must come with Crut and I. Is there an armed shuttle left for us to leave on?"

"No," Kaio said, "the Battek's been blasted to pieces. We need to talk to Kyro, Jiro or Torik, they're the only ones who can fly this thing."
 
Nostros dogged blasted and lazers as they soared back towards the atmosphere of Skylix. "Are you sire she's this way?"

Krits rubbed his temple, his gem glowed brightly as he forced his ability. "I am trying to talk to her, but I don't think I can do that.... yes I am sure she is in this direction but there's no way for me to pinpoint it."

"Well it would be a lot easier if everything weren't exploding and flying around." Nostros blurted out his obvious disdain.

Merinos sat pressing the earpiece in as hard as he could to hear the transmissions. "Too much bloody noise." He shouted back over his shoulder. "We just lost our second wing man."

"One left... this better be worth it." Nostros huffed. "They better be here." He glanced at Krits. "Sorry, I know I don't need to think out loud."
 
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No," Kaio said, "the Battek's been blasted to pieces. We need to talk to Kyro, Jiro or Torik, they're the only ones who can fly this thing.
"I pray there is a way they will listen to me." She found herself flung against Kaio as the ship was hit by a weapon.
 
"I pray there is a way they will listen to me." She found herself flung against Kaio as the ship was hit by a weapon.

A proton missile had collided with the Falcon's hull, and it didn't have its shields up. As a result it damaged one of the 4 engines heavily, and another string of curses could be heard down in the control room.

"Engine 2's almost out!" Tison shouted, "we need to get out of here! The Drex are entering the atmosphere!"

"Then why don't you just shut up and fly it out of here, you moron?!" Kyro yelled.

"Stop arguing and get the shields up before we're hit again!" Gaia yelled over the crew's arguing. Rakada ran to the main control panel, typing in a command to the Falcon's computer system and putting the shields up. And not a second too soon; a second proton missile had been aimed at the Falcon and was seconds from hitting it.
 
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