Post by Vroxen on Aug 30, 2013 15:37:53 GMT -5
Again you substitute force for understanding! Again you would destroy that which you cannot comprehend! … From cradle to grave — your lives are rooted in senseless violence. Since power is your god — I’ll show you power — such as you have never known.
Name: Kaiba
Nickname: The Heartbroken Assassin.
Age: 25
Race: Kiffar (Kiff-Are)
Birth place: Kiffu
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Height: 5'5"
Weight: 138 Lbs.
Eye Colour: Red/Brown
Hair Colour: Black
Fully Armoured Kaiba
Appearance:
Kaiba has extremely pale skin, with most of his time spent fully armoured it is no surprise that his natural skin colour has not been tanned, that is not the only reason however. Being a force sensitive and due to his line of work he is highly dark side aligned, this is shown by the appearance of redness in his brown eyes, continuation may lead to changing of skin pigmentation. Across his eyes, a permanent tattoo in a dark blood red stands out next to his long pure black hair.
He has a fairly lean muscular physique but is built towards more functional requirements allowing him perform at his peak rather than going for all out strength forcing compromise in other areas. Multiple scar wounds are visible across the chest area with some being minor scrapes and others being deep cuts. Patches of red indicate sore regions around bruises that have formed in areas around his body and cuts can regularly be found running across his knuckles.
Armoured:
Kaiba is almost fully covered when armoured with only small portions of his skin being visible; around the mouth region and the bottoms of his fingers. Layered dark metallic sections of Beskar rest in comftable positions around the body protection vital organs all placed upon pitch black material that allows for good range of movement as well as comfort if being worn for extended periods of time. The helmet covers the whole of the head with two strands of black cloth tailing off the back, across the eyes their is a plate of armour holding a tinted visor to protect Kaiba's eyes.
In certain parts of the armour, sheaths are fastened to hold the various weapons in Kaiba's arsenal including: Sai's down the right leg, throwing knives along the right thigh, a dagger on the outside of the left boot, a wrist blade along the right forearm and finally the Katana across his lower back.
Personality:
Kaiba is first and foremost a dangerous and violent being; completely desensitized to violence Kaiba is as close to a monster as is humanly possible. Subjected to cruelty and pain most of his life he is emotionless and empty, caring for nothing other than his own survival. Well educated he has above average intelligence allowing him to successfully manipulate and deceive others choosing to either lure them into a trap inevitably sealing there demise, or using them for personal gain. He is also more well spoken than one might imagine someone like him to be, his few words are wise and thought provoking often using prolific statements to get his point across.
With no loyalties he is open to any employment for the right price and resorts to deadly force without even a blink if he feels he is being messed around at any point. When not out slaying people he is to be found in his home crafting/mending weapons or practicing his swordplay against advanced training programmes in his dojo.
While he does not care for others, he is not incapable of having respect for another who he see's as his equal in combat. He is extremely confident in melee combat being able to use numerous weapons with his favourites being his Katana which he uses extremely efficiently and gracefully. His combat style does not reflect his violent nature and sometimes looks as more of a blade dance.
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Profession: Assassin
Mastery Level: Force-Sensitive.
Previous Faction/Rank: None.
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Equipment:
- Several Physical Modifications and Implants.
- Kaiba's Light Durasteel/Plasteel Body Armour.
- Set of Sais.
- Set of Throwing Knives.
- Wrist Blade.
- Combat Gloves.
- Garrotte (60cm of spun Durasteel wire.)
- Two Katana Made of Cortosis Alloy
- Dagger.
- Personal Medkit.
- Two Medpacks.
Starship: LMSR-11 "Centurion" Long Range Patrol Boat
href="http://swrponline2.proboards.com/thread/18771/centurion-long-range-patrol-boat"]Link
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Skills:
Infiltration:
- Slicing. (Limited.)
- Pick Pocketing.
Melee Weaponry:
- Craft
- Improvement.
- Situational Uses.
Pilot:
- Speeders.
- Speeder Bikes.
- Patrol Boats.
- Starfighters. (Limited.)
Droids:
- Rewiring. (Limited.)
- Re-programming.
- Repair. (Limited.)
Languages:
- Huttese
- Mando'a
- Basic
Force-Sensitive Attributes:
Telekinetic: 3
Telepathic: 0
Body: 0
Sense: 5
Protection: 0
Healing: 0
Destruction: 0
Specialized Powers:
- Psychometry (Racial)
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 6
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 7
Ranged Weapons: 4
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From every wound there is a scar, and every scar tells a story. A story that says, I survived.
Bio:
Kaiba does not remember any of his early life, but the memories would have happy ones. A loving family and stable home he got all the love and attention a small child could want. Although not discovered it was clear to the family and close friends that Kaiba was force sensitive, exhibiting the improved reactions that one would often hear the Jedi talking about when they’d come to collect or investigate a child. Some parents would get in touch with the Jedi however Kaiba's family decided that they wanted to keep and raise him.
Their dream was short lived, Kaiba's parents became afflicted with an awful sickness which spread viciously and sadly claimed their lives. Alone in the world, the future of Kaiba who was now aged three looked bleak at best. While staying at a care home on Kiffu he was subjected to various acts of cruelty including beatings, sometimes from the older children and sometimes from those who were meant to look after him. He never really understood why, maybe it was because he was timid and a easy target. The worst of which was when a bunch of the older children at the care home pinned him down, attempting the scratch away the tattoo around his eyes they left him with multiple scar wounds. Kaiba believed his luck had changed when he was adopted by a man in his mid to late forty's. Sadly that was not the case and Kaiba’s bad luck continued, he had been taken out of the frying pan and thrown into the fire, his memory was wiped for those who took him feared that if he ever learned his true identity they would be exposed and their operation compromised. The wiping of Kaiba's memory took the last of his happy memories and stuck them from history. Now his torture would really begin.
Taken from his home world he was taken to Corruscant, out of sight with multiple other children ranging in ages he was taught. This was no normal school though, sure they learned the general things such as; Language, math science, astrography, history and problem solving (puzzles, word problems, etc.) but his education included a lot of weirder aspects... things that normal kids his age were kept away from, to preserve their innocence, yet here they were being bred and built into things into animals. Kaiba was far too young to comprehend what was going on but he was nervous to say the least. Weapon training, military education and physical education were the bigger subjects however they did learn; basic field craft, basic first aid and medical skills, cooking, flexibility training, basic slicing, basic mechanics/engineering, observation skills, survival tactics, and basic piloting/driving. Military education that covered various strategy, tactical movements, battlefield communication and military history. Physical education that focused on conditioning of the body as well as endurance and swimming skills. Weapons training that focused on assembly and disassembly of weapons there uses and how they are handled. Children were given a specific style of weaponry to study and look at extensively (Although all weapons were covered in the syllabus.). This was the first time Kaiba learned of his connection to the force, and was his first time baring witness to the terrible deeds he would one day perform. His racial ability of Psychometry was triggered often when studying the weapons given to him, it gave him a deeper insight on their use than any of the others could hope for but the constant violence seen through Psychometry that the weapons had been a part of eventually totally desensitised Kaiba to violence.
Years past and training continued as standard, combat training was introduced and the children were required to hit certain targets. Those who did not faced serious consequences based on the severity of their failure. Kaiba was one of the top students and was luckily never punished for his lack of commitment; this life was all he knew now. Aged nine Kaiba’s body began changing; puberty had been induced medically in order to provide needed muscle and durability in the body for the tasks to come. After this combat training became more serious, wooden weapons were swapped for metal ones and armour was handed out to protect those who were fighting. This is where Kaiba really came into his own; it is also where he received multiple scars from the varying weaponry he faced daily. Blaster burns, cuts and open wounds were received fairly often and this was somewhat intentional, Kaiba’s pain threshold started to rise as his body got used to the varying degrees of pain.
For as long as he could remember he trained with his friends who he widely considered his family. That all changed sometime after his fifteenth birthday when one night he was taken away. He didn’t really understand but he expected it to be some form of punishment, mentally he prepared himself for what may be too come but it was surprisingly nothing like what he expected. Kaiba was taken to a medical facility where he underwent a series of tests including: Breathing, heart rate, hearing, visual and physical capability tests. Passing with flying colours he moved on to the next stage which was being monitored while he was given a series of growth accelerates and steroids, this lasted no more than a year and by the end of it he was hardly recognisable. When the medical staff believed him ready they began physically altering the body of Kaiba. His main joints were replaced by more durable ones to improve longevity and eye lenses were added to improve vision.
Lean physique, much like what Kaiba's upper body looked like after.
There was little time to recover, after he was fit enough and well enough from the operations he had undergone he was escorted to a secure location where he was greeted by one of his friends who he used to train alongside, her name was Sona and like Kaiba she was a melee weapon user too. Ordered to stay in this location, train and survive until instruction arrived, the pair waited and honed their skills. Sona and Kaiba would spend twenty four hours a day together seven days a week, eventually and inevitably they began to fall in love, it was a weird thing and a confusing thing for the pair of them emotion had been drummed out of them somewhat, yet these feelings were uncontrollable ones… no matter how much they fought it, they were drawn to each other linked by something more than just a simple friendship, it was a bond. Days, weeks, months and even years passed, no word arrived from those who once taught the pair. The only sign that they were still being monitored would be the resupplying and delivery of training tools, droids to repair, re-programme and fight as well as improved weapons and armours which they used the best they could, they even began developing their own forms of swordplay to counteract the flaws in their styles.
Kaiba and Sona were just shy of twenty when they finally received word from those they once called their teachers and instructors. Both of them received a large box containing incredibly high grade armour and weaponry the likes of which they had never seen. They were of Mandalorian craft made of high grade materials with the armour being made of a combination of plasteel and durasteel, and the katana made out of Cortosis alloy, an extremely strong metal capable of withstanding even a lightsaber. The only way to describe the kit was beautifully menacing, representing exactly who both of them were. The note that each of them received with the armour was less nice, in fact it was horrifying. Kaiba felt a chill shoot up his spine and the two of them looked up from the note and stared blankly at each other.
Kaiba’s Note:
Kaiba did not know what to do… He loved Sona, but his whole life he had been bred to be a cold hearted killer, how can he now, at the pivotal moment be so hesitant. Kaiba pondered for a while, as did Sona eventually Kaiba bucked up the courage to tell Sona that she should take his life, that if she didn’t they would both die and everything they struggled for would be pointless… standing proud Kaiba removed his helmet and Sona drew her katana. A tear rolled down Sona's cheek as she lined he blade up for a quick kill but just as the blade began to swing towards Kaiba’s neck something happened to him. His heart started to race and the adrenaline pumped around his body, his whole life he had be bred to be an animal and like an animal, when faced with danger they react instinctively. Ducking under the blade he moved in towards Sona and without thinking released the catch on his wrist blade, the blade piercing her armour and mortally wounding her Sona laid there coughing blood. Kaiba zoned back, the animalistic instinct had faded and has he looked upon Sona, he watched has the light faded from her eyes and with them the last ounces of anything good and pure dissipated from Kaiba, he was empty... Numb. Desperately he tried to remember what he had learnt in an attempt to resuscitate her, but there was no hope, Sona was gone. Kaiba buried his love near their home before starting to pack his things, he put on some simple cloths and placed his Beskar armour along with the various weapons back in their cases leaving only his pair of katana which he slung behind his shoulder.
Kaiba turned one last time to his home before he made his leave, but as he was leaving three men arrived. One of them was the old man who adopted him, he was the man responsible for all his pain, next to him were two of his instructors, armed. This I were he would make a stand, he had nothing to loose now, but he had all to gain. He had but one question, why... why did they do this. The men gave no reply and when it was clear that neither side was going to back down a fight ensued. Kaiba dispatched the old man with relative ease however the instructors were proving more of a challenge, never the less youth triumphed and the men were slain. On their bodies were various belongings including datapads, cards to a hanger and credits.
Kaiba prepares to fight those who have wronged him.
Finding the hanger did not take long, entrance was easy and within a beautiful ship of metallic colour. It was a LMSR-11 "Centurion" exactly like the one that he began this journey on almost 20 years ago. He boarded the craft and began making the necessary checks. Aboard were 3 droids which he deactivated and moved to the cargo hold. Before setting off he sat down to look over the data pad, upon it a label that read "The Program". He booted it up and began to read.
Section of the first paragraph of the first entry.
As Kaiba continued to read he discovered just what had been planned, he discovered that if the programme was successful they planned to implant chips into those who were successful and use them has weapons, killing off vital members of the opposing factions. Neutralizing the risk of war and effectively stopping it before it had begun. It also read that if the programme was compromised all those involved were to be executed and that all trace of what happened would be erased from the records. While sat in the cockpit a flashing light could be seen signalling that messages had been received, he pressed it and a holo recording of a armoured man appeared he was clearly proud, well educated and of high stature, yet no clear allegiances could be found. While the HQ seemed to be on Corruscant it appeared that it was an independent group attempting to stop the war. The recording was brief and spoke about the programs success and that all the current assassins would need to be neutralized, they were dangerous and new technology meant that the next generation could be controlled via brain implants. After returning to the datapad and scrolling through walls and walls of text, the independent faction seemed to have been created by bounty hunters, assassins and members of criminal cartels who feared that the war would hinder their role in the society.
A transmission saved to the Datapad explains the need for this new age of assassins.
The next 5 years Kaiba attempted to find those who he had once fought along side, to bring them to his cause. Safety in numbers and all that. It was not to be however, every lead led to a dead end or worse a dead body. eventually it dawned upon Kaiba that he may be the last surviving member and they would be coming for him. He was right and those behind the program sent mercenaries, bounty hunters and even Jedi after him. Fighting, killing and running Kaiba became more vicious than ever. Eventually they gave up and Kaiba was aloud a small manner of peace. In the years that followed Kaiba used his spare moments to practice his control of Psychometry something that had helped him in the past to locate his fallen comrades. As well as his use of Psychometry he practiced manipulating the force to grip, push and pull objects, these new skills helped him to improve his accuracy when using his throwing knives.
Kaiba remains haunted by his actions against Sona and it forever torments his soul. Now a hired blade for the highest bidders Kaiba makes his mark on the universe and with every kill sends a message to those alive that have wronged him that he is here to stay and that they should be afraid.
Nickname: The Heartbroken Assassin.
Age: 25
Race: Kiffar (Kiff-Are)
Birth place: Kiffu
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Height: 5'5"
Weight: 138 Lbs.
Eye Colour: Red/Brown
Hair Colour: Black
Fully Armoured Kaiba
Appearance:
Kaiba has extremely pale skin, with most of his time spent fully armoured it is no surprise that his natural skin colour has not been tanned, that is not the only reason however. Being a force sensitive and due to his line of work he is highly dark side aligned, this is shown by the appearance of redness in his brown eyes, continuation may lead to changing of skin pigmentation. Across his eyes, a permanent tattoo in a dark blood red stands out next to his long pure black hair.
He has a fairly lean muscular physique but is built towards more functional requirements allowing him perform at his peak rather than going for all out strength forcing compromise in other areas. Multiple scar wounds are visible across the chest area with some being minor scrapes and others being deep cuts. Patches of red indicate sore regions around bruises that have formed in areas around his body and cuts can regularly be found running across his knuckles.
Armoured:
Kaiba is almost fully covered when armoured with only small portions of his skin being visible; around the mouth region and the bottoms of his fingers. Layered dark metallic sections of Beskar rest in comftable positions around the body protection vital organs all placed upon pitch black material that allows for good range of movement as well as comfort if being worn for extended periods of time. The helmet covers the whole of the head with two strands of black cloth tailing off the back, across the eyes their is a plate of armour holding a tinted visor to protect Kaiba's eyes.
In certain parts of the armour, sheaths are fastened to hold the various weapons in Kaiba's arsenal including: Sai's down the right leg, throwing knives along the right thigh, a dagger on the outside of the left boot, a wrist blade along the right forearm and finally the Katana across his lower back.
Personality:
Kaiba is first and foremost a dangerous and violent being; completely desensitized to violence Kaiba is as close to a monster as is humanly possible. Subjected to cruelty and pain most of his life he is emotionless and empty, caring for nothing other than his own survival. Well educated he has above average intelligence allowing him to successfully manipulate and deceive others choosing to either lure them into a trap inevitably sealing there demise, or using them for personal gain. He is also more well spoken than one might imagine someone like him to be, his few words are wise and thought provoking often using prolific statements to get his point across.
With no loyalties he is open to any employment for the right price and resorts to deadly force without even a blink if he feels he is being messed around at any point. When not out slaying people he is to be found in his home crafting/mending weapons or practicing his swordplay against advanced training programmes in his dojo.
While he does not care for others, he is not incapable of having respect for another who he see's as his equal in combat. He is extremely confident in melee combat being able to use numerous weapons with his favourites being his Katana which he uses extremely efficiently and gracefully. His combat style does not reflect his violent nature and sometimes looks as more of a blade dance.
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Profession: Assassin
Mastery Level: Force-Sensitive.
Previous Faction/Rank: None.
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Equipment:
- Several Physical Modifications and Implants.
- Kaiba's Light Durasteel/Plasteel Body Armour.
- Set of Sais.
- Set of Throwing Knives.
- Wrist Blade.
- Combat Gloves.
- Garrotte (60cm of spun Durasteel wire.)
- Two Katana Made of Cortosis Alloy
- Dagger.
- Personal Medkit.
- Two Medpacks.
Starship: LMSR-11 "Centurion" Long Range Patrol Boat
href="http://swrponline2.proboards.com/thread/18771/centurion-long-range-patrol-boat"]Link
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Skills:
Infiltration:
- Slicing. (Limited.)
- Pick Pocketing.
Melee Weaponry:
- Craft
- Improvement.
- Situational Uses.
Pilot:
- Speeders.
- Speeder Bikes.
- Patrol Boats.
- Starfighters. (Limited.)
Droids:
- Rewiring. (Limited.)
- Re-programming.
- Repair. (Limited.)
Languages:
- Huttese
- Mando'a
- Basic
Force-Sensitive Attributes:
Telekinetic: 3
Telepathic: 0
Body: 0
Sense: 5
Protection: 0
Healing: 0
Destruction: 0
Specialized Powers:
- Psychometry (Racial)
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 6
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 7
Ranged Weapons: 4
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From every wound there is a scar, and every scar tells a story. A story that says, I survived.
Bio:
Kaiba does not remember any of his early life, but the memories would have happy ones. A loving family and stable home he got all the love and attention a small child could want. Although not discovered it was clear to the family and close friends that Kaiba was force sensitive, exhibiting the improved reactions that one would often hear the Jedi talking about when they’d come to collect or investigate a child. Some parents would get in touch with the Jedi however Kaiba's family decided that they wanted to keep and raise him.
Their dream was short lived, Kaiba's parents became afflicted with an awful sickness which spread viciously and sadly claimed their lives. Alone in the world, the future of Kaiba who was now aged three looked bleak at best. While staying at a care home on Kiffu he was subjected to various acts of cruelty including beatings, sometimes from the older children and sometimes from those who were meant to look after him. He never really understood why, maybe it was because he was timid and a easy target. The worst of which was when a bunch of the older children at the care home pinned him down, attempting the scratch away the tattoo around his eyes they left him with multiple scar wounds. Kaiba believed his luck had changed when he was adopted by a man in his mid to late forty's. Sadly that was not the case and Kaiba’s bad luck continued, he had been taken out of the frying pan and thrown into the fire, his memory was wiped for those who took him feared that if he ever learned his true identity they would be exposed and their operation compromised. The wiping of Kaiba's memory took the last of his happy memories and stuck them from history. Now his torture would really begin.
Taken from his home world he was taken to Corruscant, out of sight with multiple other children ranging in ages he was taught. This was no normal school though, sure they learned the general things such as; Language, math science, astrography, history and problem solving (puzzles, word problems, etc.) but his education included a lot of weirder aspects... things that normal kids his age were kept away from, to preserve their innocence, yet here they were being bred and built into things into animals. Kaiba was far too young to comprehend what was going on but he was nervous to say the least. Weapon training, military education and physical education were the bigger subjects however they did learn; basic field craft, basic first aid and medical skills, cooking, flexibility training, basic slicing, basic mechanics/engineering, observation skills, survival tactics, and basic piloting/driving. Military education that covered various strategy, tactical movements, battlefield communication and military history. Physical education that focused on conditioning of the body as well as endurance and swimming skills. Weapons training that focused on assembly and disassembly of weapons there uses and how they are handled. Children were given a specific style of weaponry to study and look at extensively (Although all weapons were covered in the syllabus.). This was the first time Kaiba learned of his connection to the force, and was his first time baring witness to the terrible deeds he would one day perform. His racial ability of Psychometry was triggered often when studying the weapons given to him, it gave him a deeper insight on their use than any of the others could hope for but the constant violence seen through Psychometry that the weapons had been a part of eventually totally desensitised Kaiba to violence.
Years past and training continued as standard, combat training was introduced and the children were required to hit certain targets. Those who did not faced serious consequences based on the severity of their failure. Kaiba was one of the top students and was luckily never punished for his lack of commitment; this life was all he knew now. Aged nine Kaiba’s body began changing; puberty had been induced medically in order to provide needed muscle and durability in the body for the tasks to come. After this combat training became more serious, wooden weapons were swapped for metal ones and armour was handed out to protect those who were fighting. This is where Kaiba really came into his own; it is also where he received multiple scars from the varying weaponry he faced daily. Blaster burns, cuts and open wounds were received fairly often and this was somewhat intentional, Kaiba’s pain threshold started to rise as his body got used to the varying degrees of pain.
For as long as he could remember he trained with his friends who he widely considered his family. That all changed sometime after his fifteenth birthday when one night he was taken away. He didn’t really understand but he expected it to be some form of punishment, mentally he prepared himself for what may be too come but it was surprisingly nothing like what he expected. Kaiba was taken to a medical facility where he underwent a series of tests including: Breathing, heart rate, hearing, visual and physical capability tests. Passing with flying colours he moved on to the next stage which was being monitored while he was given a series of growth accelerates and steroids, this lasted no more than a year and by the end of it he was hardly recognisable. When the medical staff believed him ready they began physically altering the body of Kaiba. His main joints were replaced by more durable ones to improve longevity and eye lenses were added to improve vision.
Lean physique, much like what Kaiba's upper body looked like after.
There was little time to recover, after he was fit enough and well enough from the operations he had undergone he was escorted to a secure location where he was greeted by one of his friends who he used to train alongside, her name was Sona and like Kaiba she was a melee weapon user too. Ordered to stay in this location, train and survive until instruction arrived, the pair waited and honed their skills. Sona and Kaiba would spend twenty four hours a day together seven days a week, eventually and inevitably they began to fall in love, it was a weird thing and a confusing thing for the pair of them emotion had been drummed out of them somewhat, yet these feelings were uncontrollable ones… no matter how much they fought it, they were drawn to each other linked by something more than just a simple friendship, it was a bond. Days, weeks, months and even years passed, no word arrived from those who once taught the pair. The only sign that they were still being monitored would be the resupplying and delivery of training tools, droids to repair, re-programme and fight as well as improved weapons and armours which they used the best they could, they even began developing their own forms of swordplay to counteract the flaws in their styles.
Kaiba and Sona were just shy of twenty when they finally received word from those they once called their teachers and instructors. Both of them received a large box containing incredibly high grade armour and weaponry the likes of which they had never seen. They were of Mandalorian craft made of high grade materials with the armour being made of a combination of plasteel and durasteel, and the katana made out of Cortosis alloy, an extremely strong metal capable of withstanding even a lightsaber. The only way to describe the kit was beautifully menacing, representing exactly who both of them were. The note that each of them received with the armour was less nice, in fact it was horrifying. Kaiba felt a chill shoot up his spine and the two of them looked up from the note and stared blankly at each other.
Kaiba’s Note:
Kaiba.
You heard a call and have answered a calling to serve a greater purpose than you know. A purpose greater than any life form before you.
You have been trained – You have become the best that we could make of you, a new breed of killer the likes of which no one has ever seen. We do not care for you, your life has been and continues to be an experiment and your final task lies before you.
Kill Sona, relinquish all emotion and become what we know you can be. We shall not observe, we shall not watch however in 1 cycle we shall arrive and one of you shall be dead. Failure to carry out your mission will result in… Termination.
Do not fail.
You heard a call and have answered a calling to serve a greater purpose than you know. A purpose greater than any life form before you.
You have been trained – You have become the best that we could make of you, a new breed of killer the likes of which no one has ever seen. We do not care for you, your life has been and continues to be an experiment and your final task lies before you.
Kill Sona, relinquish all emotion and become what we know you can be. We shall not observe, we shall not watch however in 1 cycle we shall arrive and one of you shall be dead. Failure to carry out your mission will result in… Termination.
Do not fail.
Kaiba did not know what to do… He loved Sona, but his whole life he had been bred to be a cold hearted killer, how can he now, at the pivotal moment be so hesitant. Kaiba pondered for a while, as did Sona eventually Kaiba bucked up the courage to tell Sona that she should take his life, that if she didn’t they would both die and everything they struggled for would be pointless… standing proud Kaiba removed his helmet and Sona drew her katana. A tear rolled down Sona's cheek as she lined he blade up for a quick kill but just as the blade began to swing towards Kaiba’s neck something happened to him. His heart started to race and the adrenaline pumped around his body, his whole life he had be bred to be an animal and like an animal, when faced with danger they react instinctively. Ducking under the blade he moved in towards Sona and without thinking released the catch on his wrist blade, the blade piercing her armour and mortally wounding her Sona laid there coughing blood. Kaiba zoned back, the animalistic instinct had faded and has he looked upon Sona, he watched has the light faded from her eyes and with them the last ounces of anything good and pure dissipated from Kaiba, he was empty... Numb. Desperately he tried to remember what he had learnt in an attempt to resuscitate her, but there was no hope, Sona was gone. Kaiba buried his love near their home before starting to pack his things, he put on some simple cloths and placed his Beskar armour along with the various weapons back in their cases leaving only his pair of katana which he slung behind his shoulder.
Kaiba turned one last time to his home before he made his leave, but as he was leaving three men arrived. One of them was the old man who adopted him, he was the man responsible for all his pain, next to him were two of his instructors, armed. This I were he would make a stand, he had nothing to loose now, but he had all to gain. He had but one question, why... why did they do this. The men gave no reply and when it was clear that neither side was going to back down a fight ensued. Kaiba dispatched the old man with relative ease however the instructors were proving more of a challenge, never the less youth triumphed and the men were slain. On their bodies were various belongings including datapads, cards to a hanger and credits.
Kaiba prepares to fight those who have wronged him.
Finding the hanger did not take long, entrance was easy and within a beautiful ship of metallic colour. It was a LMSR-11 "Centurion" exactly like the one that he began this journey on almost 20 years ago. He boarded the craft and began making the necessary checks. Aboard were 3 droids which he deactivated and moved to the cargo hold. Before setting off he sat down to look over the data pad, upon it a label that read "The Program". He booted it up and began to read.
Section of the first paragraph of the first entry.
The Program - 3620 BBY
First Log - Program overview.
Commander, you have sold to us your idea of the perfect assassin. Now it is up to you to prove that it can be done. Find enclosed a list of all names that have been considered candidates for the trial. You have one shot to prove this to us, show us what can be done and how we can utilize these assassins to win the war before it has even begun.
First Log - Program overview.
Commander, you have sold to us your idea of the perfect assassin. Now it is up to you to prove that it can be done. Find enclosed a list of all names that have been considered candidates for the trial. You have one shot to prove this to us, show us what can be done and how we can utilize these assassins to win the war before it has even begun.
As Kaiba continued to read he discovered just what had been planned, he discovered that if the programme was successful they planned to implant chips into those who were successful and use them has weapons, killing off vital members of the opposing factions. Neutralizing the risk of war and effectively stopping it before it had begun. It also read that if the programme was compromised all those involved were to be executed and that all trace of what happened would be erased from the records. While sat in the cockpit a flashing light could be seen signalling that messages had been received, he pressed it and a holo recording of a armoured man appeared he was clearly proud, well educated and of high stature, yet no clear allegiances could be found. While the HQ seemed to be on Corruscant it appeared that it was an independent group attempting to stop the war. The recording was brief and spoke about the programs success and that all the current assassins would need to be neutralized, they were dangerous and new technology meant that the next generation could be controlled via brain implants. After returning to the datapad and scrolling through walls and walls of text, the independent faction seemed to have been created by bounty hunters, assassins and members of criminal cartels who feared that the war would hinder their role in the society.
A transmission saved to the Datapad explains the need for this new age of assassins.
The Program - 3610 BBY
Log 671 - Imperative that this works.
Commander, you must understand that it is imperative to our way of life that this program of yours works. If the Jedi win a war, the Mandalorians shall be scattered and the Sith defeated, neither of which would be looking for people like us anymore. If the Mandalorians win, they are more than capable of dealing with their problems themselves, if anyone is brave enough to oppose a united Mandalorian army and if the Sith win, they will rule by fear and people shall not need to be hunted, assassinated etc. You must double your efforts.
Log 671 - Imperative that this works.
Commander, you must understand that it is imperative to our way of life that this program of yours works. If the Jedi win a war, the Mandalorians shall be scattered and the Sith defeated, neither of which would be looking for people like us anymore. If the Mandalorians win, they are more than capable of dealing with their problems themselves, if anyone is brave enough to oppose a united Mandalorian army and if the Sith win, they will rule by fear and people shall not need to be hunted, assassinated etc. You must double your efforts.
The next 5 years Kaiba attempted to find those who he had once fought along side, to bring them to his cause. Safety in numbers and all that. It was not to be however, every lead led to a dead end or worse a dead body. eventually it dawned upon Kaiba that he may be the last surviving member and they would be coming for him. He was right and those behind the program sent mercenaries, bounty hunters and even Jedi after him. Fighting, killing and running Kaiba became more vicious than ever. Eventually they gave up and Kaiba was aloud a small manner of peace. In the years that followed Kaiba used his spare moments to practice his control of Psychometry something that had helped him in the past to locate his fallen comrades. As well as his use of Psychometry he practiced manipulating the force to grip, push and pull objects, these new skills helped him to improve his accuracy when using his throwing knives.
Kaiba remains haunted by his actions against Sona and it forever torments his soul. Now a hired blade for the highest bidders Kaiba makes his mark on the universe and with every kill sends a message to those alive that have wronged him that he is here to stay and that they should be afraid.
