This Is A Call To Arms.

It was Artens birthday. And as the world exploded around her and her family,all she could do was react in the only way she knew how.

She fought.

This is a battle song, brothers and sisters
Time to go to war

The ship came in hot, the nose on fire even as the weapons lit up and poured bolts into the outer houses that kept the fosterlings and the guests. Wood and stone exploding in a shower of heated missiles leaving deep gouges in the dirt.  The heat of the ships passing blistering her face even as she drew her weapons as everyone around her went either for cover or sprung into action.

Did you ever believe?
Were you ever a dreamer?
Ever imagine heart open and free?

 Xaishen, walked calmly towards the field that was now on fire, stepping over debris. He turned and calmly waited for the ship to make it’s turn and come back for them.  Raiyden and Tomuraan following suit as they all seemed with communication and with what seemed like uncanny exactness used the force to pull the small fighter from the sky.  The precision was artistic in its own way, their movements working as one as hands rose, concentration was fine tuned and their stances were all identical.

Did you ever deny?
Were you ever a traitor?
Ever in love with your blood, lust and need?

The ship screeched as suddenly the front end tipped dangerously and the engines flashed fire as suddenly the forward momentum met opposing force…literally….and the whole rear end pitched forward flipping the ship in mid air. The forward guns fired wildly, spraying the ground and exploding the rock wall that lined the outter property in a shower of rocks and earth. Tinocht watched dirt, rock and grass spray up in a huge wave, the Nautolan man moving back a few paces as he saw the earth explode in a fabulous way.The ship made a sharp arc…then began to descend, not as fast as it would have if it were falling full pitch out of the sky….but with enough weight and force to be a concern. Raiyden’s face beaded with sweat as he worked in concert with the others to slow it’s momentum. Then there was the sound of another ship descending through the atmosphere…a ship so dark it blended in with the smoke-filled clouds….and two shots fired. The back end of the first exploded in into fiery inferno…and slammed into the ground.The newest member of this group, watched the others tear off into different directions. Tomuraan and his padawan Akashi assisting Raiyden and Xaishen with the ship. Caer and Kaine Sovus making their way to the now fallen ship to extract whoever was responsible for the terror that they had unleashed on the house. The nautolan almost seemed to be the only one aware that another ship had landed and was now letting off another familiar face.

This is a call to arms, gather soldiers
Time to go to war
This is a battle song, brothers and sisters
Time to go to war

Lyrae’a descended the ships hatch and ran through the fire and chunks of torn up earth towards the now fallen ship screaming in unbridled rage. The woman ignored the heat and the dangers around her, heedless and mindless of the things around her. Her only desire was to cause as much pain as possible to her target. She didn’t see her sister and brother, she didn’t see Neirov standing next to her sister, she saw none of those things. She saw only hatred and revenge. Madness.

Caer stood there staring at that ship, her jaw clenched tightly. She began to whirl her blades and walk towards the ship, the blades making that eerie wailing sound as she spun them faster, her shoulders loosening and the adrenaline coursing through her veins. The woman keenly aware that Tomuraan, Arten, Kaine and Neirov walked just a bit behind her as she approached the ship, sensing the life form within and hating it very very much. It was rare that the woman ever used her force abilities, but she did so then and with sheer will she tore the canopy off the small fighter and threw it to the side.

Ever want to be free?
Do you even remember?
Want to be God? The devil? Like me?

Lightning tore out across the opening and straight at Caer, knocking the woman clean off her feet and back quite a few yards. Caer went rolling over the ground and lay very still, her face in the dirt. Neirov and Sovus turned away for a second to focus on Caer and then looked to the ship, their expressions grim. Tom brought his saber up to a ready state and caught some of the lightning.  It wasn’t enough, however, as he was sent sprawling back in surprise, smoking a bit from his clothing and wincing. Neirov winced and stepped back as the flames hit the group, dropping his guard enough to get a good bolt of lightning to the chest and stumbled him back further but luckily didn’t knock him down. Kaine took a zap from the lightning himself and snarled angrily as he prepared to return fire, lightening crackling in his fists….just as a woman bolted through the flames, her hair and clothing smoking as a flurry of saber blades created a red whirling like in the smoke.

Ever want to just stop?
Do you want to surrender?
Or fight for victory?

Lightning flew both from Lyrae’as outstretched hands s well as Kaines hands as the woman leapt from the ship and came out swinging.  The smell of ozone frying in the air was as heavy as the smell of burning earth and ship as Lyrae’a and Kaine trapped the woman with lightning, Lyrae’a screaming for the woman known as Fallahn Fharr to stand down or die. But the woman broke free and lunged for Arten, their saber display creating an eerie scene of flashing lights against smoke and dust.  The woman gaining the upper hand but kneeing him in the groin.

Fallahn watched as Arten crumpled under her assault and launched herself over his back, sprinting for open space as fast as the Force would allow her. Kaine raised his hands and released his own force lightening after her, the crackle of energy and the smell of ozone filling the space between him as she screamed and arched her back, hit full on from behind. She collapsed to the ground in a roll and attempted to keep moving, stumbling, struggling. Kali saw an opening and sprinted after the fallen Miraluka, leaping high as a blade appeared from her sleeve and she tried to bury it in Fallahn’s spine.

The woman twisted sideways purely out of instinct as Kali attacked, the blade biting deep into her back…but not her spine. She brought her elbow back sharply aiming for the younger woman’s face, still desperate to claw to safety….running like a wounded animal and twice as fierce.

Here we are at the start
I can feel the beating of our hearts
Here we are at the start

The crew watched as Kali, the young Seeker fought with Fallahn, then Lyrae’a come in and get a few good jabs in, the three women tearing into the ground and each other as they vied for supremacy of this mortal fight. Xaishen watching with an impassive gaze, Tinocht with wide eyes and the rest with baited breath.

Suddenly, something seemed to click and instead of attacking, Fallahn grabbed for Kali, attempting to wrench her blade-arm up her back painfully as she tried to wrap her other arm around her throat. The younger Seeker now a prisoner it seemed as if time itself had stopped for everyone.

Well for everyone but Lyrae’a who’d grin a broken and less than sane smile. “Kill her. I don’t care.”

Darkness falls, here comes the rain
To wash away the past and our names
Darkness falls, here comes the rain
To end it all, the blood and the game

Fallahn sneered at Lyrae’a over Kali’s shoulder and kissed the younger woman’s black hair. “Such a pretty young thing. Maybe you can sacrifice her to Bogan.”

Tinocht looked undecided and then made the split decision. He turned and focused on Fallahn. Just her. He projected a image behind the woman to look just like Lyrae’a, using her voice. “Surprise.”

Fallahn jumped in surprse as suddenly Lyrae’a was behind her…and she whirled to face the woman, dragging Kali around with her. Kali gasped as she was pulled, believing death was a second away. Lyr went for it. She attempted to jerk the woman away from Kali and and wrap her arm around Fallahns neck and pull her into an embrace, the saber NOT ignited pressed against the small of her back. “Let my girl go.”

Far, far away in a land that time can’t change
Long, long ago in a place of hearts and ghosts
Far, far away in a land that time can’t change
Long, long ago in a place of hearts and ghosts

“No….” Fallahn went rigid as the hilt of that saber pressed against her spine. It was over. She licked dry burnt lips and hesitated only a moment; could she kill the girl before she herself was killed? Caught in the moment of indecision she paused, dragging out the moment,then slowly released Kali.
“No.” Was all that Fallahn managed before she turned her own saber on herself and attempted to bring it back into her gut, out her back and through Lyrae’a as well. Both women fell to the ground as the saber was released, tumbling into a heap.

Voices screamed their rage, feet pounded across torn up earth and hearts leapt into throats as Lyrae’a fell to the ground. Neirov was at her side in mere seconds. Raiyden pulled away from Xaishen and broke for Lyrae’a at a dead run as Kaine pulled her to the ground. “No no no no don’t you dare!” He skid to his knees beside the two, searching the wound desperately as his hands moved over it, falling into a healing trance.

Chaos broke loose anew.  Kali, newly freed of her hostage situation turned to the dead woman at her feet and hacked at the body venting her grief and rage.

This is a call to arms, gather soldiers
Time to go to war (Far, far away)
This is a battle song, brothers and sisters
Time to go to war (Long, long ago)
This is a call to arms, gather soldiers
Time to go to war (Far, far away)
This is a battle song, brothers and sisters
Time to go to war

Caer rose from the ground, consciousness returning thanks to Tomuraan. On her feet, she stared at the dark ship that had descended unnoticed until what seemed like now. A form standing on the other end of the flames , wrapped in a cloak their face masked. Caer stood as straight as she could, numb to the pain that was blocked by Tom. Her head rose in challenge to the man who had just unleashed this creature on her, her family and her friends. She raised a finger and pointed at him, speaking softly, “this is war.”

The man merely inclined his head and disappeared into the ship.

This is a call to arms, way of the night
This is a battle song, way of the night




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