((It doesn't look like Undead is going be online anytime soon, so shall I just come back on my own or what))

((You might as well....we can repair and fix things when everyone returns. Good thing I'm back for good. I have no upcoming projects, super concerts, or tons of homework. I speculate I'll be on every night. Another plus is that I've got Star Wars fever recently. I've been haveing a "Star Wars Daily Movie" thing going on. I just finished Episode III: Revenge of the Sith again yesterday, so tonite I'm re-watching Episode IV: A New Hope. I have to say, I've been studying General Grievous's battling style and I've made up my mind that Steelven is returning to his 4-blade style. Yipee!

Hmm...I see others have been gone. That's okay. I'm gonna get this story up and going again.

Now...on with the RP!))

"Sir Steelven," declared a droid, "your healing has completed. We've re-attached your bio-armor and your condition is back to 97% optimacy."

"Thank you, my meddroid." replied Steelven as he breathed a big breath of air.

"Is there anything else we can get you?" asked the head meddroid.

"Yes..." said Steelven. "...I'd like you to re-attach my mechanical arms."

"Sir!" exlcaimed a protocol droid. "It's been years since you removed them! Do you really want to use them again?"

"Yes, my friend." explained Steelven. "I only recently remembered the promise I had made to my old master......so please, begin the operation."

"Yes sir, Lord Steelven!" replied the head meddroid. "Right away! You two droids! Go into the supply dock and retrieve your master's spare limbs! And make haste!"

The two meddroids buzzed off quickly. Steelven put his head back onto the pillow. Master...your cybernetic arms...I had forgotten I promised to never cast them away. You taught me the ways of my great General anscestor...and I shall keep them sacred again.

"This means I get to use all of my lightsabers again...did you know they all have meanings to me, head meddroid?" spoke Steelven out loud. "My blue saber was the first one I made and used when I was a Jedi Apprentice...my green one was given to me by my master when he died...my red one signified that I had become a Sith...and my purple one
distinguished me as a Sith leader and master." Steelven smiled.

((I was hoping for a post from Flaming_fox before continuing, but what ze heck...))

As soon as Havec was allowed to get up and out of her recovery room, she went to check on Steelven, standing quietly outside the glass window of the operating room to watch his progress, and wait for an opportunity to enter the room and speak with him. When the medical droids announced him recovered, the charts outside she had been watching were updated, and she very quietly let herself in.

"It seems you've made a full recovery" she said warmly, looking reasonably well cared for herself. Bandages still covered the two places where significant clumps of feathers had been removed (her shoulder, and the face injury from much earlier, which was healing well.) "The clean up of the main council room is going well, I've heard, the elder apprentices managed to close whatever... occurrence the fight created, and droids have disinfected the air. With some remodeling, we may even get it back as our meeting room."

((Okay, here I go))

Raziel continued crawling through the vent system, he had lost all signs of Aven.

"Damnit Aven! If we get found out I'm not hanging around for you" Raziel thought.

As he passed a vent he heard a very strange noise, like a whizzing noise, he turned around to see a Recon Droid floating behind him, it's lens focused and a white flash indicated it had taken a picture of him, the droid began to turn around before it stopped and began to struggle, it suddenly zoomed into Raziel's hand.

"Do not try to escape the force" Raziel said before crushing it with his robotic hand.

Suddenly Raziel heard snippets of a conversation.

"Sir, we have found two V-Wing Interceptors outside" Spoke the voice of a Super Battle Droid.

"Very good Commander" spoke a rattling voice.

Panic immediately gripped Raziel's mind. They had to get out of here. Raziel sent a quick message to Aven using the Force before backing out through the vent.

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After a few minutes Raziel reached the vent cover from which they had entered. He looked outside to see a group of Battle Droid standing around the un-cloaked V-Wings.

"Well looks like I'm going to have to do this the old fashioned way" Raziel whispered.

He unslung the Blaster Rifle from his shoulder and aimed through the slats at one of the Commanders, he pulled the trigger and a single laser bolt blew the Commander's head off, at this all the droids began firing in all directions. Raziel took his oppitunity to slide out the vent and draw his Lightsaber, it's dark red blade shimmering. All the droids immediately began firing at him, he blocked a few shots before one caught his shoulder, Raziel then leapt forward and slashed through three Battle Droids, occasionally plunging his lightsaber backwards and into teh chest of another droid, he then began blocking the shots as he backed toward the V-Wing, after tearing through a couple more he leapt into the cockpit and brought up the shields, throwing several droids off the cliff.

"Computer, initiate cloaking and let's get the hell out of here" Raziel said, closing the cockpit cover.

The droids watched as the V-Wing steadily became invisible. Raziel flipped a few switches and the V-Wing rose into the air and shot off into space.

"Computer, I want a full system scan and if you find anything that wasn't there before, delete it, I'll scan the outside a burn any devices I find" Raziel said.

"System scan initiated, no foreign programs detected" said an electronic voice.

Suddenly a small screen flashed indicating it had found something. Raziel
looked at the text on the screen, a tracking device had been attached to the underside.

"Computer, neutralize that tracking device" Raziel spoke.

At that moment a small fusion cutter rose out of the underside of the V-Wing and began to cut off the top of the Tracking device, as the top flew off exposing circuits and wires, a small stream of fusion plasma fried the circuits.

"Tracking Device no longer operational" spoke the electronic voice of the computer.

Raziel looked out the cockpit window.

"I hope Aven was able to get out of there" Raziel whispered.

((If flaming_fox doesn't post soon...I'll contact him and let him know he should post soon.))

"Havec," said Steelven, "Jedi Master Gralen should be arriving soon. It might be best you are ready to greet him. You know he doesn't like waiting around..." Steelven chuckled. "We can use the foyer as our meeting room temporarily."

Just then, the droids returned carrying Steelven's extra, mechanical arms. "Attach them posthaste, meddroids." commanded Steelven.

"Right away, sir!" replied the head meddroid.

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[Far away, out on the outer rim, on the volcanic planet Mustafar...]

"Regular battle droids, super battle droids, and droidekas...are those the only models we can create?" asked a voice. "We need to be able to produce more varieties of battle droids! Assault droids! Assassin droids! Engineer droids! The works!"

"Alright then, number six..." angrily replied a voice. "...you can hunt down scattered remains of battle droid blueprints like I did for twenty years. And you can decipher the code they're written in while you're at it. Sound fun?" The creature snarled.

"Sheesh. Forget I mentioned it...do you always have to make things sound so difficult, number three?" said number six.

"Hey, why are only four of us here?" asked someone. "We're an organization of ten, not four."

"Numbers one, four, five, seven, nine, and ten are occupied with their business." explained a voice. "Now, to address the Sith and Jedi predicaments...

Raziel continued to watch his long range scanner, checking for any traffic... and also Aven.

"Nothing for nearly a thousand mile radius..." Raziel said. He and Aven never really did get on but it didn't mean Raziel didn't care if he died, even during the fight, he didn't want to kill Aven, even so, no-one deserves to go like that.

"Approaching destination" spoke the computer.

Raziel looked forward and noticed the Asteroid. But suddenly three other objects appeared on the scanner.

Raziel pulled out a small keyboard and began typing, three images then appeared on a small screen to his left. Jedi Starfighters. Raziel watched as they began to approach the Asteroid.

"Must be Gralen and a couple of Jedi Knights" Raziel thought.

Suddenly a transmisson came through to Raziel, it was the Temple defence computer.

"Please State your name and clearance code" spoke a cool electronic voice.

"Zeraii, Raziel. 11169" Raziel said.

"Access granted" said the electronic voice one more time.

Raziel intiated a docking sequence and the V-Wing flew into one of the small shuttleport entrances before landing in the docking bay. Raziel left the Blaster Rifle in the cockpit, opened the cover and leapt out just as he noticed the Jedi Starfighters entering, Raziel decided to wait and greet their guests.

"I'd better prepare for his arrival, then." Havec seemed to be back to her usual quietly cheerful self, with just a hint of worry edging in. She glanced at the additional pair of arms, but seemed to need no explanation.

"I'll see you when you're done here, we still haven't had a chance for a moment in private." She winked, and turned to one of the meddroids. "Take care of him" she told the robot, leaving the room again to make sure they had a place to meet the Jedi.

"Pleas make haste," pleaded Steelven. "I need to be with my friends soon."

"Of course sir." replied the droid.

The droids carefully attached the arms in place. Welding ensued, and sparks were flying as his arms attached.

Steelven felt only slight pain, if only small spasms in the muscle tissue. "Yes....good...." smiled Steelven. The operation was going smoothly.

[color=deepskyblue] "Hhhhmmmmm......" Semmarv groaned. He felt the presence of several other beings enter the temple. "That

Raziel watched as the three Jedi Starfighters landed and the large form of Gralen appeared out of the middle one, and two human knights appeared out of the others.

"Master Gralen! Welcome" Raziel said, raising a hand.

Havec appeared moments after the Jedi did, emerging from a small door into the hanger. The two human jedi murmured to one another, and Gralen looked quite surprised to see the avian Sith lord, assumed dead by their council nearly twenty years ago.

Raziel frowned at Havec's comment.

"Somethings happened while I've been gone, I can sense it" Raziel thought before walking over and standing next to Havec.

"Havec, as soon as you have finished greeting our guests I need to speak with you, it's about Aven" Raziel whispered, a hint of worry in his voice.

Suddenly a Protocol Droid came out of the Temple.

"Sorry to disturb you Master, but we have received a transmission" said the droid.

"Ah, that was me, put it on a disc and I'll come and collect it later" Raziel said to the droid.

"At once Master" The droid replied before returning to the Temple.

"It is very pleasant to see you alive, Havec." said Gralen. He gave a wry smile of content and compassion. "I do hope Steelven didn't undergo a serious injury to have put him in an operation..."

"Anyways, the unknown enemy has become more of a threat." explained Gralen. "Please, let us attend our conference posthaste, as I have much to explain of."

Gralen told his fellow Jedi to follow him to the conference spot.

"Lead the way, miss Havec."

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Steelven arose from the operation bed. He moved his now four arms around. "Perfect." he smiled. "Absolutely perfect."

Steelven contracted his two extra arms and began to make haste to the conference sight. Don't want to be late...

Havec led the group to one of the base's smaller meeting rooms, intended for individual masters meeting with sith knights. Unfortunately, it didn't get much use, but one of the droids had cleaned it up and found some spare chairs. Probably safer than the main control room, really. I don't trust any of them as far as I could throw them without the Force.

"Now then, you've had trouble from the same sources we have?" Havec sat down, quietly taking a chair near one end of the table, leaving the other end free for the Jedi.

Gralen didn't sit down. He communicated with Havec telepathically. Havec! These two beside me are under advanced nerve control! We encountered a strange signal, and apparantely it was a trap to take over those receiving it. They must've not been strong enough to resist it, and they were taken over. They assumed I had been taken over too, and explained we were going to kill you and Steelven. I played along, in order to save us. So...we attack NOW!

Gralen unsheathed his shimmering purple lightsaber. The two "Jedi" unsheathed their blue blades. They attacked Gralen, and all he could do was block. "Havec...some assisstance?"

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Steelven sensed what was going on. He began to sprint blazingly with the force. I must assist them!

The Sith Lord did not move, except to raise her uninjured hand. One of the two Jedis suddenly went sailing towards the far wall, which he hit at great speed and with a vicious crash. She then stood up, drawing her lightsaber to meet the attacker she'd thrown, who looked as if he might well have broken something, but was standing attack-ready nonetheless.

Steelven reached the room. He drew his two lightsabers, which were the only two he had on him. He rushed in and along with Gralen, killed the "Jedi" that Gralen was fighting.

Steelven reached his hand out and held the other "Jedi" in midair, that Havec was about to strike. "There," said Steelven, "it'll make it easier."

Havec turned off her lightsaber, and struck the Jedi in the head with the blunt end. There was an audible crack, and he fell unconscious, although he was still kept in the air by Steelven. "We can keep him for questioning, provided we make sure he cannot use his Force powers. Or perhaps we can shake out this control, although he will not be moving freely any time soon." She checked his body to see what damage she had done, finding two broken ribs and a cracked thighbone. "Now, Gralen, perhaps you can explain the details of this situation?"

"We've fully identified the enemy: a group that calls themselves Cartel X ((as in 10))," explained Gralen. "They had launched an attack on the Yavin 4 Jedi temple, but retreated for almost no reason."

"They're lauching multiple attempts to control beings that can use the force." sighed Gralen. "They're using adrenaline crystals, fragged frequencies, etc. It's rumored they even have a droid army being built up."

"Have you any information as to their motive?" Havec calmly hit a few buttons on the nearest computer panel to summon a few droids, to remove the deceased Jedi and prepare a detention chamber for the unconscious one.

She returned to her chair, having moved no more than three steps from it during the quick fight. It was a little uncomfortable to sit down in, but she ruffled and rearranged her wings, and leaned back for what she hoped would be a productive meeting, at least for the Sith's side.

((I am back. R_R thoiught that he was buisy, thats nothing. I had about twice as much to worry about this last week.))

Chaos jerked into sitting position in his bed, but had to quickly lay back down right away due to dizziness. Slowly he sat up again and evaluated his condition. He had a head ache, a stomach ache, but what hurt most was his arm that Havec had nearly torn apart with the force. As it sang out in a symphony of pain as he examined it, he decided it best to leave it alone for the time being.

Then he noticed something else, his vision was slightly blured by shadows. Yet somehow, the shadows enhanced his vision instead of inhibbiting it. There was also a strange feeling running through his body, along with the pain. It was the feeling of power, not the power he had when possesed, but just as strong. It was as if the power was not his own, but instead from a seperate source that he could tap into at any time, at any moment.

This is odd, I will have to find Steelven and Havec at once. They just might have an answer for me.

((No, I just haven