Subject: {round robin} A late christmas run Date: Sun, 7 Jan 2001 19:01:00 -0500 From: "LT.Hit-Man" Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars A late christmas run The howling winds screamed like the restless ghosts of the dammed forever doomed to wonder never to gain there final rest in the after life as the snow plated the huge figure that was trudging though the foot high snow drifts. *** Warning radiation levels at 200 rems and climbing *** " Big kriffing deal." LT.Hit-Man said as he marched onwards towards the irradiated waste land that was once the north pole, he was pissed the Federation remanent had decided to make a last ditch strike at the Empire on christmas eve as there fleet jumped out of hyper space and began bombarding the Imperial head quarters on earth for two minutes before they jumped back into hyper space. LT.Hit-Man fought down the urge to scream as the painful memories of the FR's cowardly attack stabbed at him like an assassin's dagger, Jessica his daughter had died in the attack as he and his family had come to the Imperial head quarters to wish the sinister six a happy holiday. The mental image of his wife grand admiral Daala holding the broken body of there daughter as her mind locked up on her filled him with such rage that he began to slaughter the few radiation poisoned penguins and poler bears that where left once that was done he resumed his march towards the glowing crater that had once been Santa's work shop. *** Warning ration levels at 1500 rems and climbing *** the computer in his heavy modified Dark Trooper mk 3 armor bleated out and hour later as he approached the lip of the mile wide crater the extra radiation shielding would take care of most of the radiation and what got though the rad shielding would be dealt with by the auto injector that was loaded up with a combination of bacta and a chemical called rad flush that would clean out any radiation in his body but the thing that LT.Hit-Man hated about the flush was that it gave him the runs. LT.Hit-Man jumped down into the crater as the radiation sensor in his armor began to scream in his ear so he shut it off and began to dig around the crater after an hour or so he found what he was looking for. The huge armored blast doors hissed open and LT.Hit-Man walked into the underground bunker that had been one of the sub levels of the now dead and gone Santa Clause's base of operations, After LT.Hit-Man had laid the judgment call on the fat boy a year ago he had found out about the sub levels after he had raid St.Nick's computer and decided to keep that info to himself he had intended to come and investigate the sub levels after he had finished up his christmas assassination mission turned fan fic review but things had came up that required his attention else where. LT.Hit-Man shut the blast doors behind him and noted that the radiation levels had dropped considerably he then began to explore the base. LT.Hit-Man noticed that the base was running on emergency power as he staked though out the base, he began to hunt around for a computer hoping that there was enough juice running though it that he could pull up a lay out of the base so he could see what he was dealing with. After an hour or so he came to another set of blast doors he was about to open them when he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end as the dark side warned him that there was trouble ahead and he bought the weapons systems of his dark trooper armor on line as he felt the familiar blood lust begin to burn in his veins. LT.Hit-Man tried to use the computer beside the blast door to open them but it was off lined so he dug his armored fingers into the seems of the blast doors and began to slowly force them open as the sensors in his armor whined in protest, there was a hiss of air as he forced the blast doors open a crack and his armor's battle computer went nuts. *** WARNING UNKNOWN BIOLOGICAL AGENT DETECTED EXERCISE EXTREME CAUTION!!!! *** " KRIFF! " LT.Hit-Man snarled as he backed away from the breached blast doors, " Computer analyze biological agent." he said as he looked though the crack in the blast doors and saw a few bodies strewn about. *** Analyzing of unknown biological agent will take six hours, twenty minutes to complete, working *** the computer chimed as it began to carry out it's orders. LT.Hit-Man just stood there and waited he thought back to his wife who had gone into a state of catatonia after the FR's attack there was nothing that could be done to snap her out of it not even his dark side healing powers had been able to bring her out of the personal hell she was in after he and the rest of his children cremated Jessica he asked for some time off the FR would pay for there cowardly attack. After the six hours had passed the computer in his dark trooper armor had told him the biological agent was a mutated from of hemorrhagic fever, LT.Hit-Man knew that if he sucked his armor that there was a good chance that he would be infected but he had to know what was in his base, perhaps he could use this biological warfare agent on the FR once he found them with that dark thought in his mind he forced open the blast doors and began to explore the hidden base that had once been apart of the now deceased arctic despot's empire. ****** Grand Admiral Sheppard and the rest of the sinister six along with the other elite members of ASVS where in meeting as they made there plans to hunt down the Federation Remanent and put them down for keeps but in the backs of there minds they wondered where LT.Hit-Man was it was so unlike him to walk away from a fight especially one that had turn as personal as this one. " Has there been any word from our scouts or any information retrieved from the probe droids that had been sent out?" Grand Admiral Sheppard asked his staff as he began to read over the scant reports from the Imperial fleet that had been mobilized to hunt down the FR after there christmas eve terrorist attack on the Imperial H.Q.. " No Sir our forces in the alpha quadrant had nothing out of the ordinary to report." Grand Admiral Dalton said as he handed Grand Admiral Sheppard a data pad with the results of the second fleets findings or more to the point there lack of findings. " Thank you Grand Admiral Dalton." GA Sheppard said as he scanned the data pad for a few minutes then he ordered GA Dalton to set up a picket of upgraded Arakyd H-K probe droids in and around the region of space known as the brier patch as well as to expand his fleets search patterns as he felt his smoldering anger began to grow " Well we did find an abandon Federation listening post deep in beta quadrant." Supreme General Yates said as he handed GA Sheppard the Data pad with scant results of the entire Imperial army's findings as they had been order to turn every world in the Empire upside down in order to find the terrorists that had sucker punched them, " As you can see sir the listening post has been abandon for the better part of ten years." SG Yates said with a bitter hateful tone in his voice he was itching to blast someone for this outrage a lot of good stormtroopers had died in the christmas eve attack, his men and no one offed his men without some serious pay back as he clenched his fist in impotent rage. " Right as of now this galaxy is under marshal law you will see to it that the Imperial army maintains the lock down until we find these kriffing shit heads and put them down for keeps you have my authorization to search any and all suspicious beings and there homes and places of businesses but you see to it the population is not unduly roughed up the last thing we need is to fan the flames of dissention any further." GA Sheppard told SG Yates who was looking like he wanted to choke slam someone. " The ISB has been monitoring all holo-net trans missions as well as sub space commutations and we have several possessable leads as to where the FR is hiding." Unconventional electronic warfare expert Phong said as he handed GA Sheppard his data pad with the ISB's findings " Excellent you will coordinate the ISB with the fleets intelligence unit I want you to hunt down this remanent of the Federation and exterminate them all, there will be no mercy!" Grand Admiral Sheppard snarled as he fought down the urge to shoot someone, anyone to purge the raging hate within himself. Before Admiral Thela could report her finds in the gamma quadrant they all felt a cold chill race down there spine as the black hooded figure that had been hanging in the background of the briefing room spoke. " My father is coming." Spike Rush said as he drew back the hood of his black Sith cloak, the wound that he had received when the FR attacked had healed but there was a jagged scar that ran from the top left of his forehead down to the bottom of his right jaw, marring his boyish good looks. Spike Rush was a ball of rabid hate and it was taking all of his dark side powers to keep himself under control, even though Jessica and LT.Hit-Man and Grand Admiral Daala other children where not his biological brothers and sister he always considered them to be his brothers and sister and when Jessica died a small part of him died that day as well, they had always played together when they had been growing up, he was there older bother that they could look up to when they need someone to help them when there mother and father where not around, Now his two brothers where in critical condition and placed in a stasis tank filled with bacta as they recovered from there wounds, Grand Admiral Daala his adoptive mom was head case and the chance for her recovery where slim. He vowed by all of the dark side the FR would drowned in a sea of blood before he was done with them. Ten minutes later LT.Hit-Man walked into the briefing room in his trade mark blaster and phaser scared stormtrooper armor with a huge red bag over his right shoulder and an insane grin that turned there blood to ice water. " Ho Ho Ho you all guess who's here?" LT.Hit-Man asked in a sarcastic voice as he dropped the huge red bag to the deck plates of the briefing room with a loud thud. Grand Admiral Sheppard and the rest of his staff could see that LT.Hit-Man had finally gone over the precious ledge between semi-santy and the howling dark madness that he had always been on ever since he had joined the Empire and they where terrified. " Grand Admiral Sheppard guess what Santa Hit-Man has for you since you have been a good boy?" LT.Hit-Man asked Grand Admiral Sheppard as he gave Grand Admiral Sheppard a pat on the head with his bloody cybernetic hand, much like a man would pet his dog after it had performed a trick that had pleased him. " Uuu what?" Grand Admiral Sheppard asked the insane dark lord of the Sith who was leaning over him with that soul crushing smile that gave him nightmares. " Well since you seem to have this fixation with old earth weapons from the 20th century I thought you would enjoy this very much." LT.Hit-Man as turned from the fearful Grand Admiral Sheppard and began to root around in the red sack that he had brought with him. A few minutes later LT.Hit-Man laid an evil looking flat mat black slug thrower on the briefing room table in front of Grand Admiral Sheppard, " I bet you don't have one of these puppies, it's a modified AR-15 with a flash suppressed and silenced barrel, a multi-optics scope, IR,UV,Thermal imaging and X-ray modes as well as x30 zoom mode." LT.Hit-Man watched Grand Admiral Sheppard's face light up like a Federation starship being lit up by a broad side from an ISD and then added. " It has an under the barrel 30mm grenade launcher a folding bi-pod and a hundred round box mag loaded with 5.56mm travem tipped glazer rounds." Then LT.Hit-Man laded two boxes beside the AR-15 one held a thousand rounds of various 5.56mm rounds the other box held a hundred 30mm grenades ranging from the standard Hi-Ex to Cryo-Ban grenades and one micro nuke at 0.0001 kiloton range. The hushed silence in the briefing room was suddenly shattered as LT.Hit-Man threw back his head and started to laugh, that laugh was the laugh of the damned that had made it more then made clear that LT.Hit-Man was 5 and 3/4 cans short of a six pack. Everyone in the briefing room including Spike where torn between pulling a weapon out and trying to off the loony tune that was standing before, the urge to run screaming from the briefing room for there lives and the desire to brake down and cry as LT.Hit-Man dragged the red bag over to where Grand Admiral Dalton was sitting, looking like he was about ready to drop dead of fright. " Hey Dalton you still having computer problems eh? well not anymore hehehehehhahahahaha." Grand Admiral Dalton was just looking at LT.Hit-Man with an ashen face, this was the last thing he and everyone else in the Empire had expected the feared stormtrooper to be doing, when LT.Hit-Man started handing out gifts you start trying to remember if you had done anything to get on the LT's bad side, if you did you prayed that you died quickly. LT.Hit-Man pulled out a black box with a red pin stripe on it's sides that was about length and weight of a hard bound book and handed it to Grand Admiral Dalton who was praying silently to himself that the madman before him did not hold a grudge against him. " Go ahead open it." LT.Hit-Man cackled merrily as he watched Grand Admiral Dalton slowly and very reluctantly open the black box, when it was opened a small holographic figure of a very well endowed, scantly dressed blond woman spring to life, " Hello sexy what's up?" the holo-woman said in a low sultry voice. " That's Flirt the computer's AI, have fun." LT.Hit-Man could see the color returning to Grand Admiral Dalton's face that had a very puzzled look on it and let out another peel of insane laughter as he walked over to High Inquisitor Raven Ford who had a line of sweat on her troubled brow as the dreaded stormtrooper approached her. " You'll find this to come in handy with you and your playmates in the brig get together for a game or two." LT.Hit-Man told her as he reached into the red sac of gifts that he had brung along with him and pulled out a five foot long black whip that had weighted ball on the end of it that was about three centimeters in diameter, Rave noticed there was a button on the handle but before she could inquire about it LT.Hit-Man gave Raven the answer to her unasked question. " It's a neural stun whip with a veritable shock setting." he told her as he pointed to the base of the whip's handle, " Needless to say it'll put the spark in anyone's love life!" he added with a mock mirth in his suddenly insanely high pitched voice that caused one of the stormtroopers that was guarding the briefing room to soil his armor. " DID I SAY YOU COULD DO THAT YOU BITCH!" LT.Hit-Man screamed as he suddenly loomed over the weak willed stormtrooper, when all the doomed stormtrooper could do was blubber fearfully by way of a reply to LT.Hit-Man the raving Dark Lord of the Sith shook his head with a contemptible disgust. " I'll deal with you later ya pussy." then looked over to Admiral Thela with a roughish grin on his pursed lips " Speaking of love lives here's something for you to enjoy with that special someone." LT.Hit-Man said as he placed a white box in front of Admiral Thela who had a mixed look of fear and curiosity on her blue face as her glowing red eyes dimmed a bit as she reached for the box. Admiral Thela opened the white box and when she saw the box's contents her red eyes sprung open as they glowed brightly, the rest of the Imperials in the briefing room began to get a very bad feeling in the pit of there guts as they watched Admiral Thela reach into the box and pull out very skimpy black leather bikini top that was lined with cropper studs around the breast cups and was attached to a black leather thong that had gold spikes that where covering the crotch by two sets of steel chains, Admiral Thela put aside the provocative bikini and reached into the box and pulled out a pair of black leather boots that where thigh high and on the knee of each boot was a silver skull with bright blood red rubies in the eye sockets, Admiral Thela was speechless as she reached into the box for the last time and pulled out two black leather gauntlets with black lace sleeves that reach up to just under the elbow, across the knuckles of the leather gauntlets where barbed christmas tree spikes. " Some one will be feeling the force tonight HEHAHAH!" LT.Hit-Man roared as he walked over to Phong who was on the verge of having a heart attack much like everyone else in the briefing room. LT.Hit-Man reached into the bag and pulled out a box with a big red button on it and handed it to Phong " Go ahead I know you want to." LT.Hit-Man beamed happily and Phong fought down the urge to close his eyes as he brought his thumb down the on red button, the door to the briefing room hissed open and a black slicer droid hovered into the briefing room and came to a stop in front of Phong and the LT " I am SEc-11L slicer droid at your service, but you may call me Cecil." the slicer droid said in a deep baritone voice as Phong shook his head in disbelief LT.Hit-Man then walked over to Tie Interceptor pilot Spyda Blade who was looking like a blood drained corpse. With a insane twinkle in his human LT.Hit-Man reached into the big bag of terror and pulled out a deep bloody cherry red box out and set it in front of the Spyda who after a few seconds of fear induced hesitation opened the box and was bathed in a gold glow. " You happy Spyda?" LT.Hit-Man asked in a mobster like voice as he watched Spyda's eyes nearly pop out of his skull as a smile formed on Spyda's face " Yo Spyda I said are you happy?" LT.Hit-Man said a little louder this time and Spyda looked up from the box, the golden glow from it casting a hellish light on his smiling face. " Oh ya I'm happy." Spyda said as he reached into the box and pulled out a gold plated .50 cal Desert Eagle that twinkled in the lights of the briefing room on one sides it said " The Dukemister!" with a small radiation symbol on ether side of the inscription, Spyda slapped a clip into the gun and cocked it. " Ready for action!" LT.Hit-Man yelled at the top of his lungs scaring the shit of Spyda who pulled the trigger that sent a .50 cal round ricocheing around the briefing room. " WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THE SAFETY WAS OFF!?!" Spyda as he and everyone else save for LT.Hit-Man and Spike got up off of the floor that they had dived to when the .50 cal Desert Eagle went off. " What's a safety?" LT.Hit-Man asked in an not so innocent and coy voice, Spyda put down the gold Desert Eagle as LT.Hit-Man let out another peel of insane laughter. " Hey Yates catch!" LT.Hit-Man said as he quickly reached into the red bag and throw something towards Supreme General Yates with a casual underhanded throw. Supreme General Yates snag the object out of the air and found himself hold a black cube about the size of pack of cigarras, Supreme General Yates looked over the black cube and said a small blood red Imperial sigal on one of the cube's faces and pushed it and there was a huge holographic figure of black cloaked man with white hair and glowing black eyes that sprung to life scaring the shit out of everyone when it spoke with a crisp booming voice " I am Mohodi and I will teach you the secrets of the Sith style of unarmed combat for the non-force users, when I'm done whipping your sorry, flabby ass into shape you'll be the baddest ass on the block, GOT THAT!" LT.Hit-Man could the smile on Supreme General Yates's face as he reached out with a force push and deactivated the Sith Holocron then he turned to face Chris O Ferrl who had been dumped in a bacta tank after _The Fearmister_ had returned from it's trip to the maw, Chris had been in the bacta tank for a week after LT.Hit-Man had sent him on his trip after putting the beat down on Chris yet again for trying to swipe _The Fearmister_, Chris had just gotten out of the bacta tank a day before LT.Hit-Man had returned from his trip to the north pole. Needless to say was Chris was the most frightened out of everyone in the briefing room as LT.Hit-Man stood in front of him with a sadistic smile on his scared face as he drank in the fear that was pouring off of Chris much like the buckets of sweat that was covering Chris's forehead in a glossy sheen. " So how was the trip? " LT.Hit-Man asked Chris who was so overcomed with fear that all he could do was sit there in silence, his eyes wide with a terror that no one could know. " That good eh?" LT.Hit-Man asked as he pulled out a stogie and lit it with a the plasma lighter built into the middle finger of his cybernetic hand. " Well since you like my ship so much you can have it." When LT.Hit-Man saw that Chris was about to wet himself in terror he just shook his head, " Don't worry Chris I have removed the extra goodies from _The Fearmister_ so you have nothing to worry about." LT.Hit-Man said as he let out a plume of smoke after taking a deep drag from his stogie. Chris was not buying into that and cursed himself yet again as he waited for LT.Hit-Man to drop the hammer on him yet again and he began to say how sorry he was for stealing _The Fearmister_ when LT.Hit-Man raised his human hand and when he did Chris cringed in fear as he began to squirm in his chair. * This is just to funny * LT.Hit-Man thought to himself as he slowly and deliberately moved his hand to a compartment on his stormtrooper utility belt, enjoying the look of utter despair on Chris's face. Everyone in the briefing room watched with pity for Chris as LT.Hit-Man flipped open the compartment on his trooper belt and pulled out what looked to be a set of keys and threw them on the table in front of Chris who jumped like an ewok that had been blasted with a bolt of dark side force lighting. " Well go check out your gift." LT.Hit-Man said in a clam yet cold voice as he gave Chris that evilly insane smile of his but when Chris just sat there unmoving LT.Hit-Man allowed a fierce scowl to from on his scared face, " I said pick them up and go to your gift now!" he said in a forceful voice that failed to snap Chris out of his fear induced coma. " If I have to repeat myself again your suffering will be legendary even to the Sith." LT.Hit-Man growled as he raised his cybernetic hand and began to slowly close it well that snapped Chris out his terror brain lock and he grabbed the keys and ran like a doomed Fed that was being chased by a pack of starving rancors, leaving an ugly yellow trail behind him as he tore out of the briefing room, it would take Chris six months of scanning _The Fearmister_ atom by atom as he check for any other *gifts* that LT.Hit-Man might have *forgotten* about before he entered his new ship, when he did he saw that the cd player and the cd's that LT.Hit-Man had on bored when the mad cyborg had owned the ship along with the multi-megatons of things that go boom where gone as well as the bacta tank and med droid. However Chris did find that LT.Hit-Man had left one thing behind, the dried up wookie scrotum that had been used in place of a pair of fuzzy oversized novelty dice. LT.Hit-Man was holding his ribs as he was laughing so hard as he watched Chris leaving the briefing room like a ship with a 0.000.001 rated hyper drive making the jump to light speed. After ten minutes LT.Hit-Man wiped away a tear from his human eye that had formed there because he had been laughing so hard then he walked over to Crazy9000 the lead researcher of the Imperial department of military research and understudy of the late Evir Derricote. " I have something for you that you are really going to like." LT.Hit-Man said with a snicker as he reached into the red happy sac and pulled out a cage with a very strange looking creature in it, when everyone saw that they began to pray that they would live to see out the next ten minutes of if there where going to die that they would not suffer to much, having an insane dark side of the force using cyborg was bad enough but when said loony tune brought an unknown life from with him it could only lead to nothing but misery. Everyone in the briefing held there breath as LT.Hit-Man opened the cage and reached into it with his cybernetic hand and took hold of the strange creature. " Yep I really to love Speed Bump the pet snark you gave me he just sooooo cute!" LT.Hit-Man drawled as he put the thing on the table in front of Crazy9000 so he and everyone else could get a good look at it. " I have always said that every man should have a pet so when I saw this little bugger I just knew that it was the right gift for you." LT.Hit-Man said as he began to scratch the creature along it's back and enjoying the strange cooing sounds that it was making, the thing was about the size of a coconut and it had for spindly legs that ended into three wicked looking claws, it's skin was a pale white that glistened wetly in the harsh white lights of the briefing room. " Yep this little varmint is a very well behaved thing and it makes one Sith of a guard doggie, observe!" LT.Hit-Man said with a happy go lucky voice as he pointed towards the stormtrooper that had soiled himself " GET'EM BOY!" LT.Hit-Man shouted and the thing let out the most dreadful high pitched squeal as it leaped from the table and wrapped his clawed legs around the head of the so very doomed stormtrooper. " NOOOO AHHHH GET IT OFF GET IT OFF!!!!!" the stormtrooper screamed as he tried to get the thing off his face as it the creature began to chew though his stormtrooper helmet as everyone in briefing room fought down the urge to panic, there was a hideously wet chewing sounds as blood began to spray out from the ruined face of the trooper who was trashing around on the bloodied deck plates of the briefing room as everyone fought down the urge to puke as the thing continued to chew on the trooper's face. " THEY HEAD CRABBED KYNES!!!!" Bridge officer Elim shouted as the mangled body of stormtrooper Kynes began to twitch a few time , " YOU BASTARDS!" Weyoun,Elim's love monkey and bridge officer shouted as the head crab finished snacking on Kynes and let out a loud wet ripping belch. LT.Hit-Man looked at Elim then over to Weyoun then back to Elim as he pulled out a Colt Delta elite 10mm pistol and shot Elim in the forehead, the 10mm round slammed into Elim's forehead and blew his brains out all over the wall in a sicking spider web of blood and gray matter. " Hmm I wonder if Elim liked the old 20th century band called Third eye blind?" LT.Hit-Man said as Elim's body feel to the floor with a loud meaty thud then he put a force choke hold on Weyoun that lifted him into the air as the doomed bridge officer began to scream in a terror laidened gasping sobs of despair. " I maybe a bastard but you just so much dead meat." LT.Hit-Man snarled in a cold clam deadly voice as he slowly closed his human hand there was one last shriek that was drown out by an obscenely loud wet crunching sound as Weyoun's trachea was crushed to a bloody pulp, his body hit the flood beside his now equally dead lover's body and his head rolled away in a spray of blood that filled the already charnel house like air with a fresh rich coppery stench. " Get them doggies rolling RAWHIDE!" LT.Hit-Man sang merrily as he turned to face the Imperial command staff that was shocked into a sicking silence by the sheer brutality of LT.Hit-Man's mad rampage. " BY THE FORCE THAT FELT GOOD MAWHAHAHAHAHA! " LT.Hit-Man roared as he stood there his head thrown back with his arms bent at the wrists the palms of his hands pointing towards the ceiling the fingers of his hands closed to from a seimi-fists " I need more bridge officers!" LT.Hit-Man said as he turned to face Grand Admiral Sheppard and his staff with the most frighteningly insane smile on his scared face that they had ever seen that's when they stared to reach for there side arms but stopped when they heard LT.Hit-Man say " Just kidding hahaha!" LT.Hit-Man turned to face Crazy9000 who was looking like he was just about to soil himself in fear but before ether of them could say a thing the head crab jumped onto Crazy9000's left shoulder and began to lightly lick his face with it's bloody barbed tentacle like tongue. " Ahh how sweet looks like love at first bite!" LT.Hit-Man snicked as he walked over to Spike who was using every trick in the dark side hand book to keep himself fleeing in mortal terror as his father walked over to him. " Come my son we have much work to do, the Federation Remanent will pay for this, we will set the galaxy blaze in the bloody fires of the dark side, we will have our revenge!" LT.Hit-Man told his son as they where about to leave the briefing room when LT.Hit-Man out a hand on his son's shoulder " Before we do I have a gift for you as well my much loved son." but what really made Grand Admiral Sheppard and the rest of his staff sit up and take notice was LT.Hit-Man's voice when he spoke to his son, it was a quite and thoughtful voice but there was no mistaking the sadness and the pain in it and for some odd reason they began to feel pity for the out of control Sith lord. LT.Hit-Man reached into the red bag and pulled out a black pole that was about three feet long with two gray studs on it and handed it to Spike " It was my first double bladed light saber that I made." LT.Hit-Man in a thoughtful voice as he watched Spike push down on the gray studs and there was a loud snap-hiss as two dark blood red blades sprang to life. " Ues it well my son for it is a weapon of our noble order, the dark side will guide you hand in this up and coming blood feud, use it with honor and a just hand and the dark side will never fail you." LT.Hit-Man said as he watched his son give the double bladed light saber a few swings that filled the bloody air of the briefing room with a low roaring hum. Spike looked over at his father and saw thoughtful look on his troubled brow as well as the look of a pain the struck right to the core of his tormented soul that had replaced the insane glint that had been in his human eye as he handed out the gifts to Grand Admiral Sheppard and his staff. " You need not worry about me father, the Sith's revenge will be in seeing justice dealt out to this cowardly Federation." Spike said with a grim resolve in his voice that he had never know in his life as he felt the blood lust wash over him, yes the Federation would pay in full for the hellish pain that they had put his mother and father though when they killed his sister, maimed his bothers and left his mother a vegetable. Grand Admiral Sheppard and his staff watched as father and son left the blood stained briefing room and they wisely decided to stay the hell out of LT.Hit-Man and Spike's way as they got ready to reek a just and most assuredly bloody vengeance on the Federation remanent. LT.Hit-Man walked into the med lab that held his catatonic wife and maimed children he spoke briefly with the chef medical officer who had told him that there had been no change in Grand Admiral. Daala's condition and that his son's Ryan and Rob where clinging to life by a thread that could snap at any time. LT.Hit-Man dismissed everyone on the medical personal and there droids, once they where gone he walked over to the bed where his wife was laying. He looked at the pain filled scowl on Grand Admiral Daala's pale face and gently reached down and stoked her face with his human hand and try as he might he could say nothing as he knelt down beside her and took her into his arms and just held her to his chest while gently stroking her hair. For a moment LT.Hit-Man considered snapping her neck and releasing her from her suffering. " No not this time!" LT.Hit-Man said as he laid her back down on the bed and kissed her lips, after a few minutes he broke there kiss as a wave of pure hate blasted his soul, he walked over to the bacta filled stasis tanks that held his two maimed sons and just about cried in despair when he gazed apone there broken bodies after a few more minutes he walked toward the door to the med lab he took one last look at his family and the war between his ever growing despair and his burning hate went up another notch before he left the med lab and made his way to the hanger, there was much work to be done and so little time to do it in. LT.Hit-Man walked over to a Tie Defender and ripped the pilot of his ship and told him to kriff off as he began to tear the Tie Defender part, wisely the Tie pilot left as well as everyone else in the hanger that had any sense of self-preservation as the very pissed off LT.Hit-Man began his unholy work. Weeks went by as LT.Hit-Man worked alone in the hanger bay, Grand Admiral Sheppard had been informed of LT.Hit-Man's take over of the hanger bay and his words on the matter where, " If you fell like dying you go and take it up with him, me I intend to live to a ripe old age and trying to stop that insane Sith lord is a sure way to put an end to that." LT.Hit-Man finished dismantling the Tie Defender not even bothering with such trivial things as sleep or food on those mundane matters the dark side would see to that. LT.Hit-Man stepped back and surveyed the striped down Tie/D then he began to look around the hanger bay that the hastily abandon Imperial war supplies and with an evil grin known only to him and the dark side began striping down some of the choice death dealing equipment in the Empire's vast arsenal of terror as the dark side guided his fury driven mind and body. A month later LT.Hit-Man stepped back from the resurrected Tie Defender that was sport a coat of fresh black paint. " MMMM HMMMM KRIFFING BAD ASS! " LT.Hit-Man shouted with joy as began to clean himself up after that was done he took one last look at the modified Tie Defender that was twice the size that _The Fearmister_ had been. After talked with Grand Admiral Sheppard LT.Hit-Man found out that while he had been working on his new ship that Grand Admiral Sheppard and his forces had found that the Federation Remanent was hiding out in another galaxy that was six months out past the Milky Way galaxy proper at top light speed. " Ok Sheppard we'll go and pound the kriff out of them but I need you to wait for a week." with that said LT.Hit-Man turned and walked out of the bridge of the ESD _ Death Strike_ leaving Grand Admiral Sheppard to wonder just what in the Sith was the loony LT up to but he desided not ask and he would wait. LT.Hit-Man walked into the med lab and his heart sank when he found out that there had been no change in his wife's condition but the worst was yet to come. " What about my sons?" LT.Hit-Man asked as he felt a sense of impending doom that was looming over him like a title wave of acid. The chef med officer was began to get very nervous as he began to speak " There is no hope for them all we are doing is prolonging the inevitable by keeping them in the bacta filled stasis tanks." the med officer said, bring the title wave of acid crashing down on LT.Hit-Man. LT.Hit-Man felt like he had been ran though with a light saber as the horrifying truth dawned on him that he was going to lose the rest of his offspring like he had lost his first wife and there unborn son in a rebel bombing then his first daughter when the Federation Remanent made there sneak attack of the Imperial head quarters on earth and there was nothing he could do about it. LT.Hit-Man walked over to a nearby chair and sat down as he felt his legs grow weak and rubbery with fear as the thought that he may lose Daala as well who was still a mindless vegetable hit him a blaster bolt to the back of the head. " Leave us. " LT.Hit-Man said in a low barely heard pain filled wispier as he's trice dammed soul reached a new level of despair that was sapping his will to live what had he done in his life to deserve all this pain and sorrow all he had ever wanted to do was live a quite and unassuming life with Iris his first wife, everything had been just fine for him he had a good job a loving wife and a son on the way, the secret dream of every man and woman alike and all that had been ripped from him by the rebels and that started a twenty year reign of bloodily hell bent terror as he lost his soul to the dark side but he tried to make sure that innocent noncombatants where never harmed when he brought the hammer down on the rebel scum who had so cruelly robbed him of his humanity as well as bring sorrow to countless beings because they would not let the corrupt Old Republic die it's rightful death as they fanned the flame of rebellion to Emperor Palpatine new order and some how he all ways managed to pull it off, yes he could honestly say that he had never killed an innocent being in his life. Then the rebels had destroyed the Empire when the Emperor and Darth Vader where killed when the second death star was blown away over Endor for years after that he had conducted hit and run raids all over the so called New Republic then he was found by Sheppard who was making hit and run raids on both the New Republic and the Imperial Remanent that had collapsed in pity infighting as the New Republic rode roughshod over the galaxy, as far as he was concerned the Imperial Remanent was nothing but a pack of traitors, they had failed to keep the new order and the Empire alive with there pitiful power plays on one another, Admiral Pellaeon had even singed a peace treaty with the outlaw New Republic. Oh how that rankled his soul as he realized that all he had fought for was gone, the rebels had robbed him of the one think that had kept him from chewing on a blaster bolt so with nothing to lose he turned his back on the last tattered,ragged bits of his humanity, his unwillingness to take the life of innocent men women and children as he loaded a stolen shuttle with a few casters of a lethal biological agent and set his shuttle on a suicide run to Coruscant as he no longer gave a damm about anything not even his honor or his life. Yes when he and Sheppard had met he had though of Sheppard and his small force of outlaws as nothing more then another pretender to the scraps of the Empire but when Sheppard had told him of his plan to restore the Empire to it's rightful place as the one true power in the galaxy as the brought law and order to the galaxy that was being torn to pieces by the New Republic's corrupt and inept rule he joined up with Sheppard and his rebel forces as the seeds of hope begin to blossom in the scared wasteland of his soul. As Sheppard and him began to conquer the Milky Way galaxy as the first stage of there plan to restore the fallen Empire that they had dedicated there lives to he had met his second wife Daala who was an Admiral at the time that had surprised him after Admiral Daala's last engagement with the hated New Republic over Yavin 4 and the destruction of the Super Star Destroyer Knight Hammer she had retired from the Imperial Remanent. Oh how they fought when the two of them first met, much like the provable hydrogen dog and cobalt cat it had gotten so bad between them that they had nearly killed Sheppard for having the two of them working together but when the chips where down the two of them did there job regardless of personal feelings as they had been two of the hard asses of the Imperial fleets that was bring the Milky Way under the Empire's rule, even though they could not see what was happening it was more then clear to everyone else that the two of them where falling madly in love with each other but woe to anyone who dared to say such a thing as one motor mouth crewer found out the hard way as LT.Hit-Man put the whammy on him with a force choke hold and the laser sight from his cyber eye on his forehead right between the eyes after he had finished with the nearly comatose crewer Admiral Daala walked up to him and read him the riot act because of his big mouth as she laid the boots to him, at that time neater of them where willing to open there hearts to another person as the loss of there loved ones, His wife and unborn son for LT.Hit-Man and for Admiral Daala it was Grand Moff Tarkin who was killed when the rebels blew away the first death star. But all that changed with the coming of the Borg LT.Hit-Man was on a mission when the Borg jumped Admiral Daala's task force and assimilated her and thus they doomed them selves to the realms of extinction as LT.Hit-Man though the dark side had made aware of what had happened. The universe haveth no fury like a raging Dark Lord of the Sith on the warpath. For LT.Hit-Man it had finally hit home that he was head over heels in love with Admiral Daala but the Borg had taken her him and in what could only be called an insane genocidal war LT.Hit-Man wiped out the Borg to the last drone after he had retrieved Admiral Daala from them. LT.Hit-Man was snapped out of the flash back of his so called life as horror of what needed to be done broke his iron hard resolve and he began to weep tears, tears of blood, wisely the chef med officer had left along with the rest of his staff to leave the pain maddened LT to face his most darkest hour alone. LT.Hit-Man reached out with the force and slowly stopped the hearts of his brain dead sons, releasing them from this world and into the here after once that was done LT.Hit-Man threw back his head and let out such a pain, rage filled howl that seemed to damm all of creation for this outrage, he then slowly walked over to where Grand Admiral Daala was laying and took her into his arms then he reached for a thermal detonator on his stormtrooper belt. " It will be better this way my love." LT.Hit-Man wispered into Daala's unhearing ear as he armed the thermal detonator and just as he was about to drop it and let death claim the both of them he felt the flickering flame that was his wife's conciseness began to burn a little brighter. With a badly shaking hand that nearly caused him to drop the armed thermal detonator he managed to flick the safety back on as Grand Admiral Daala began to stir in his arms. LT.Hit-Man let the deactivated thermal detonator fall from his hand and he held his wife to him as he wispered to her scarcely believing that she was coming back to him as his mind began to race as hope fear and love waged war for the domination of his mind and soul. When Grand Admiral Daala opened her eyes she found herself in the arms for her husband for a moment they looked at one another, there was no need of word as she had been made aware of the passing of her son by the hand of there father but she could not condemn LT.Hit-Man for what he had done, no she understood why he had killed there sons, she would not want to be tied to machines that would keep her alive when all hope for a recovery was lost but the knowledge that everything that could be done to save them had been tried did not make there loss any less painful. Together the two of them weeped in mourning for the loss of there sons. Grand Admiral Sheppard and his command staff along with a phalanx for Dark Troopers as they stood a few meters away from the entrance to the med lab, after LT.Hit-Man had entered med lab and the chef med officer had came to him and told him what was going on Grand Admiral Sheppard had a sinking felling that something horrible was coming down line as the fear of a pain maddened LT.Hit-Man running lose sent wave of mortal terror coursing though his mind as he and his staff made there way to the med lab, there was such a howl of indescribable suffering that it shook them to the core of there souls, Sheppard and his staff armed themselves to the teeth as he hd Supreme General Yates call up a shit load of Dark Trooper as the terrifying thought of a completely dehumanized LT.Hit-Man went on a killing spree to end all killing sprees in a vein attempt to asuge his agony by spilling blood more then likely there blood for that matter. But when they got to the med lab there was a black hooded figurer standing there the stopped as the figure removed it's hood and they found them selves facing Spike Rush. LT.Hit-Man and Grand Admiral Daala's adopted son. " Umm Spike is your father going to be alright?" Grand Admiral Sheppard asked the ludicrous question, there was not way anyone could go though what LT.Hit-Man was enduring and be alright and Grand Admiral Sheppard felt like an ass for asking but the question had to be asked. Spike Rush looked at Grand Admiral Sheppard, his command staff and the Dark Troopers that where standing there with there fear eating away at there minds and souls. " Turn around and leave now if you value your lives." Spike said in a cold voice as he fought down his own pain at the lose of his brothers and sister as well as the pan for his mother and father who where suffering so badly in med lab, Spike had been working on his own ship where he had a dark side vision of his father ending his two brothers's suffering and his and his adoptive mother's life as well. Spike ran out of the secondary hanger bay where was working heedless of anyone else around him as fought down the urge to scream in despair, he hoped that he would be in time to stop his father from taking his own life as well as his comatose mother's as the pain of his two bother's passing with a power from that dark side that he had only felt once in his life, that was when his real parentis had died in a ground car crash but it had not been as intense as it was at that moment, Spike ran down anyone who had the misfortune to be in his path as his father's agonizing scream wash over him. Once Spike had reached the med lab the vision of his father dropping an armed thermal detonator was gone and just as he was about to burst into the med lab something stopped him and try as he might he could not move, Spike then saw though the dark side that his mother was slowly coming out of her comma and he realized that they would both live so he stood there knowing that this was something that the two of them had to face alone as he found himself able to move once more. Grand Admiral Sheppard could see that Spike was not going to let them anywhere near the med lab and he had no desire to face young dark lord of the sith but he had to know what in the name of the sith was going on. " Look Spike I-" Grand Admiral Sheppard's words with cut off as Spike pulled out the double bladed light saber and activated it with it's trade mark snapping hiss. " I said turn the kriff around and walk away there is nothing you can do, what ever is going to happen will happen and there is nothing any of us can do about it." Spike then stood there facing Grand Admiral Sheppard and his forces who had there weapons in hand, he got ready to take them down should the need arise, he hoped that it would not but he would do what he must no matter what the cost was, he knew in the depth of his soul that his mother and father need this time to chose between the painful healing that awaited them if they chose to live or a last embrace before they joined Rob and Ryan in the here after if they chose to end it, Spike swore by the most foul and vile curses of the dark side that no one would interrupt this dark tribulation that his parents now faced. The hours seemed like centuries as Spike and Grand Admiral Sheppard and his troops stood there facing each other like two old tom cats that happened to meet each other, just as Grand Admiral Sheppard and his forces got ready to try and take Spike down as there fear finally got the better of them when the doors to the med lab hissed open, and they saw LT.Hit-Man with his wife Grand Admiral Daala who had her head against his chest and his arm around her slender wist, Grand Admiral Sheppard, his men and Spike could see that the two of them had been crying there eyes out and there was a look of utter desolation on there pale faces. Spike deactivated his double bladed light saber and walked over to the other side of his adoptive mother with a down cast face. Grand Admiral Sheppard was about to say something when two hover platforms came out behind LT.Hit-Man and his grieving family that where covered in black cloth under them was the bodies of LT.Hit-Man and Grand Admiral Daala's sons and they looked over to LT.Hit-Man and they saw a cold dead look and they knew that if LT.Hit-Man had soul before the FR's christmas eve attack he did not have one now as pain and rage washed over them, everyone had lost friends and loved ones on terrible day, Grand Admiral Sheppard told his forces to give the mourning family some space as they made there way passed them with there dead children as they dealt with there own renewed sense of loss. The funeral for Grand Admiral Daala and LT.Hit-Man's sons had been a cold, rainy affair due to a glitch in the weather control satellites that made the grim sad task all the more depressing as the funeral for the passing of the sons of the Sith was underway a very badly frightened Imperial intel agent walked over to Grand Admiral Sheppard who was seated unto a cloth tent as he watched the aged Sith Lord Wane Poe give the last rights to the deceased Rob and Ryan each of them laid on a funeral pyre " This had better be good or it's your sorry ass in a sling." Grand Admiral Sheppard snarled at the intel agent as Lord Wane Poe spoke, LT.Hit-Man and Spike sat on ether side of Grand Admiral Daala who was hanging there as best as she could. " Sir our resonance has turned up some very alarming news." The intel agent said as he handed the very troubled Grand Admiral Sheppard a data pad, " As you can see sir the Federation Remanent forces are comparable to our own fleets and in some cases superior, both in numbers and technology ." the Intel agent said as the funeral neared it's sad completion. " Very well, leave us." Grand Admiral Sheppard said to the Intel agent who was all to happy to leave the dark services that where being played out before his eyes. " So it is with a grim and troubled heart that we commit the bodies and souls of Rob and Ryan Na Feel two of the finest Sith apprentices that had been inducted into the ways of our nobel order." Lord Wane Poe said with a resonant somber voice that had a ting of sadness in it as the funeral was fast drawing to it's final ending. Everyone there got to there feet as LT.Hit-Man walked over to the twin pyres, he stood in between the pyres and looked at his sons for a moment then he looked over to his wife and his surviving son and he saw that they where doing the best they could to put on a brave front in the face of such an overwhelming personal loss then LT.Hit-Man faced them and spoke. " There can only be one answer to this, blood for blood I will not rest until every last of these kriffing shit heads lays broken at my feet before I tear there souls apart and feed them to the dark side!" everyone there was slightly shaken by the intensely venom hate in LT.Hit-Man's cold dead voice as he lit the pyres with an arcing blast of black dark side lighting, he gazed at the flames for a moment then he walked over to stand beside his wife and watched with the rest of them as the bodies of his sons where consumed by the flames much like the way his soul had been taken from him at the moment his Ryan and Rob had passed into the here after by his hands that where now clenched into fists that he would bring down on the Federation Remanent with every ounce of hate that was raging in the place where his soul once was. As the flames raged on Grand Admiral Sheppard and the rest of his command staff vowed to back LT.Hit-Man as this had now become a holy war of divine retribution as there own painful losses finally hit home, once the bodies had be reduced to ashes they filed out one by one never looking back to the cooling pyres as a wind began to blow and by the time the last person had left the grave site the wind had become a raging storm that scattered the ashes on the pyre into the howling maelstrom. LT.Hit-Man was so keyed up at the rush of combat as he brought unmanageable terror and woe to the Federation Remnant that he was literally crushing the flight stick of his new ship the _Angel of Death_ as he lead the full might of the Empire towards the Federation Remanent. The _ Angel of Death_ dropped out of hyperspace and was met by the vast armada of the Federation Remanent, the very hour after the funeral was over Grand Admiral Sheppard had spoke on the holo-net and declared war on the Federation Remanent for there cowardly christmas eve attack as he let his, rage, hate and sorrow fill his words, so articulate and passionate was his speech that when he finished an hour later both galaxies under the Empire's control where screaming for blood as they geared up for war. " This is LT.Hit-Man of the Galactic Empire surrender now and I may yet have mercy of your sorry asses!" he snarled hatefully after he had opened a comm link to the lead Federation ship that was a wopping 1.5 km long as the rest of the Imperial war fleet dropped out of hyperspace behind him, the second ship to appeared was the ESD _Gorgon_ commanded by Grand Admiral Daala, Grand Admiral Sheppard had voluntarily stayed behind to make sure that everything was running smoothly back home but that did not mean that he would be missing out of the fun and games, quite the contrary he would be putting the gift that LT.Hit-Man had given him to good use as he publicly executed the spies that had been rooted out byt the ISB lead by Phong and Cecil. LT.Hit-Man found himself face to face with a human on the lead Federation ship, in the background he could see humans, romulans, klingons, gorns, cardassians and even a borg drone! behind the human that he was speaking to. " Never Imperial swine!, we lost one galaxy to you and your band or marauding thugs!" the human said with a malevolent hate as the two fleets moved towards one another, eager to shed that other's blood. " I was hoping you'd say that!" LT.Hit-Man said as he reached out with a force choke hold and crush the life from the Federation human with such violent rage that his head exploded cuasing some of the headless human's crew to jump in terror but to there credit they mantaned a cool head as the comm line was shut down. " All attack groups report in!" LT.Hit-Man shouted as raked the lead Federation war ship with a punishing burst from the twin auto firing particle cannons that he had taken from two XR-85 tank droids as he threw the _Angel of Death in to a junking loop as a forty tera-watt phaser blast and heavy turbo laser bolt screamed past his ship. " Grand Admiral Daala here and ready crush these Federation cowards!" she said as the ESD _Gorgon_ powered up it's super last for a shot at a borg super cube measuring some 8 km's per side. " Lich squad here." Spike Rush said as his modified Scimitar Assault Bomber along with five normal Scimitar bombers and six Missile Boats began strafing a huge Romulan War Bird some that was some 2.5 Km long as it sent back a plasm mortar that immolated an unlucky Missile Boat as it exploded from the space bombs that the Lich squad had plastered it with, " Excellent the first kill is ours!" Spike said as his squad went head hunting. " Supreme General Yates and the Cleaners here, you say when I say dead!" Yates barked as the Cleaners's SSD began to play a game of chicken with an enemy SSD as both ship sent a storm of turbo laser fire at each other. " Reaper squad here just sit back and watch us rip'm a new one!" Tie Interceptor pilot Spyda Blade howled with glee as his squad began to savagely dog fight with an equal number of Federation fighters as the space around them was fast becoming littered with the twisted, burning hulls of shattered ships from both sides. " Crazy9000 here check this happy horse shit out!" came the call from the heavily modified ISD _Hell Bent_ as it launched a swarm of small modified drop troop pods that slammed into and there the hull of a Sovereign class star ship that had it's shields dropped by Admiral Thela's ISD_ The Hand of Thrawn_ once the pods where into the ship they opened up to release there deadly cargo of snarks and head crabs that quickly made a meal out of the unlucky Sovereign's crew. " Nice hit Crazy9000." Admiral Thela said over the Imperial comm channels as the _The Hand of Thrawn_ finished pumping a broad side into a foolish Defiant class star ship that had tried to bush wack her ship. " Hey LT who else do you want pounded into a mudhole?" Admiral Thela asked as her drop dead gorgeous all female crew began to look for more Federation ships to blast into scraps. " This Grand Admiral Dalton on the ISD _Blood Bane_ we are attempting to hack into the Federation's data base it'll take some time after all I'm no Phong but Flirt seems to be having fun." then LT.Hit-Man heard over the comm lines " You bet you sweet bouncy behind I am ya studly love muffin." it would take Grand Admiral Dalton and Flirt some time to punch though the Federation Remanent's computer security programs but once they had done it they began to download as much as they could from the Federation computers, Flirt how ever proved to have a darkly sweet sides as she began to flood the Federation comm systems with a mix of obscene 20th century heavy metal music and visual ewok erotica until some time later some Federation brain boy found away to stop Flirt's contribution to the Federation's cultural data base. LT.Hit-Man Threw the _ Angel of Death_ in to a spiraling loops as he desperately sought to doge the fifty advanced quantum torpedoes that there racing towards him when suddenly the torpedoes where being blasted from behind, giving LT.Hit-Man the room he needed to evade the rest of the torpedoes, once they where dealt with he looked around and saw the late comer to the Imperial war party was none other then Chris O Ferrl in _ The Fearmister_ " What the kriff?" was all LT.Hit-Man could say before he found himself coming face to face with a badly damaged borg super cube and began to rain down heavy particle cannon fire along with burst from his light turbo laser and ion cannon with a heavy rocket chaser that ripped huge gaping holes in the badly listing borg cube. " Gee sounds like you almost missed me." Chris said as he joined LT.Hit-Man in putting down the borg super cube, once that was done Chris then peeled off and began to hunt from more Federation ships, he had desided that the loony LT had been serious about giving him _ The Fearmister_ as a belated christmas gift and set out two hours later after the Imperial war fleet had set out on there mission for bloody vengeance. " NO PRISONERS! NO PRISONERS!" LT.Hit-Man screamed over the Imperial comm system as he sent the _Angel of Death_ on a suicide run towards a klingon Neg'Var that was making a run on the ESD _Gorgon_ as he opened up with all his weapons the dark side was with him as the Neg'Var's shields gave out under the murderous pounding that it was dealt to it by the enraged LT.Hit-Man who was uttering every vile oath he knew. And thus the fuse was lit that would plunge four galaxies into the purifying flames of a bitter savage war that would last for over twenty years. -- LT. Hit-Man looked up at the departing ship, then at Kynes, down to the snarks, and then back at Kynes. Slowly, a devilish grin spread across his face, and he picked up a snark and chucked it in Kynes' direction. Sureenough, he was able to use the Force to control it. "AAH! GET IT AWAY!" -- ASVS post called [humor] Merry Christmas by Crazy9000