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Poisoned Blood
Draken_TurotDate: Tuesday, 13 Sep 2011, 5:54 PM | Message # 1
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[-Government Building-]

The media/press room was filled to capacity with reporters from all over Acherin. Two members of the Black Hand organization stood at attention, one on both sides of the podium, of where Xane Ray AKA Drakin Tu'Rot would give his Presidential Speech. It was in a twists of murders, lies, and blood for Xane to achieve this position, but he accomplished it never the less. The time for talking was done, as the action of Xane spoke very loudly. As the room dimmed, the spot lights would shine upon the podium and members of the press took their seats. One of the Black Hand members would quiet the room, and from the left hand side, would walk the Combined President of Acherin, Draken Tu'Rot. As Xane stepped into microphone range, he reached into his leather coat pocket and pulled out a datapad with his speech on it. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen." Placing the datapad down in front of him, he would begin to address those in the room, and all of Acherin.

"Given the nature of events that have transpired here on Acherin within the past few months... myself along with a dedicated few have escaped assassination attempts on the life of all council members and their personal aids. During my time on the run, I have managed to brave these terrorists and bring them into the light. I believe that because of my noble deed, that is why I stand before you here today as the Combined President of Acherin." He paused a little bit, looking around the room. "I dared to take action as the council sat there, waiting to be the next targets of car bombs, sniper attacks, torture methods, and countless other tricks. I raised my fist and vowed I would not go quietly into the night as Acherin suffered. Yes I know that nearly half of the council was killed, but because of my deed, my mission... those alive would never of been rescued if not for me... and I am confident to say such because also part of my mission to the top was backed by those left. We all felt that it was time for a change, and that is why the council no longer exists today." Sipping a glass of water, he continued.

"It was a difficult nature to disband the council, but like the Galactic Empire, Acherin too needed to know the truth... it needed to know that there were those in Acherin, that wanted to used the power and confusion within the galaxy and within Acherin itself, to rise up and turn this planet into their personal playing ground. Well I can stand here today..." The face of Xane looked up across the room yet again. "That I have silenced those that would dare take away rights of every single being here today." As the clapping begun, he paused a little bit. Xane gave a false smile, knowing all too well that it was not as it seemed, but the masses of people will fall to that of a greater lie then that of a small one. As it died down, he spoke again. "And proudly say, that a new dawn has approached Acherin... a new backbone has been given to the planet... that we will no longer be used for anyone's games anymore, for tonight... we stand as one person... one unit... one power. Tonight... we celebrate the day that Acherin stood on it's own two feet again. The day that Acherin looked all it's foes in the eyes and went, "You cannot bring me down." We are all standing united, ready to do our part!" Clapping yet again arisen, this time in greater volume, as Xane viciously looked around the room.

"I promise, as Combined President of Acherin... I will bring us to glory... I will rid us of those that seek to steal our freedom. As I speak now, members of the Black Hand Intelligence unit are hunting down Seperatist Exiled, Jedi rebels, and supporters of those that seek to destroy this government, our way of life, the right that ever man was born equally. Each seeks to damage us, but to them, I say no!" This time, a little bit of cheering happened from the crowd. Placing both of his hands on the sides of the podium, Xane took a breathe. "I, Draken Tu'Rot, Combined President of Acherin, DO hereby promise to all of you, that the darkness that has surrounded our planet for endless days, will bring us back into the light. As you all do your part for me, I will do mine for you. And be known to every Jedi and Seperatist exile out there, be known that I will not take your threats lightly. You dare seek to challenge our freedom?" From underneath the podium, Xane pulled out the handle of a lightsaber, and slapped it on top of the podium. "You failed with the Emperor... and you have failed with me..." Tucking it underneath his coat, the members of the Black Hand would escort Xane out of the room. As he begun to leave, the spot lights went out and the regular lights emerged.

Walking into his room, he was greeted by his top lieutenants whom were motivated by his speech. "We have them right where we want them, sir." One of them proclaimed as Xane nodded. "Gentlemen, we have this planet... we will now proceed with the next part of the operation... weeding out those that threaten us." All nodded in agreement. Collecting his things, they would all walk out together. In Xane's mind, thoughts of how all this happened would flash in his mind. The first thought that would emerge into his head... was the start of this entire plot in his Apartment Suite... the start of the Scorpions.

Added (03 Sep 2011, 5:06 PM)
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[-Act 1-]
[-The Scorpion's poison-]

Glancing from the window of his suite, he took notice of the rain that thrashed on his window. His reflection has looked like it was bleeding nonstop, but this wasn't reality. What was going to be reality, was that his guest was about to live this dream for him. A dim lit room, there was a chair in the middle of the room. Attached to the arms of the chair were a pair of handcuffs. One side was already locked in securely to the arms of the chair, while the other sides hung. Underneath the chair, sat towels in case it got messy, and it would get messy too. Xane hated having blood on a good carpet, but if needed to prove a point, would have no point painting the walls with it. Shortly after, he heard a small little scuffle as his door swung open, and two of his lieutenants would be seen dragging in a man with a hood over his head. Handling the man violently, one of them kicked his leg back to shut the door and would proceed to place the man in the chair, struggling to apply the cuffs on. Placing on leather gloves, Xane would proceed to swing at the man, landing a strike on the man's nose. With the final cuff on and the man's nose starting to bleed, the lieutenants removed the bag to reveal one of the council members of Acherin. With a shocking look upon the man's face, he could not believe that it was Draken Tu'Rot to have ordered such a hit. "Draken! What is the meaning of this?!" Xane swung again, this time on the left cheek of the man. Nodding at one of his lieutenants, they would hold the man's head as the other applied tape to his mouth. With nothing but short bursts of attempted words, the lieutenants would roll over a cart that had a sheet over something that looked like a box.

"Council member Dresse, ever since my election to the council you have done nothing but make me look like a fool in front of these people... but I have the pleasure of saying that you have spoken your final words." Behind Xane sat another cart, but with various tools, to include a screwdriver, scissors, and various other sorts of goodies. "Before you die Dresse, I want to ensure you are provided the same amount of pain that you have caused me with your speeches of me attempting to corrupt the government. Acherin will see the light, and I will be the one to provide it to them... not you!" Gripping the screwdriver, the lieutenants would hold the man's head as Xane thrusted it into the left eyeball of the council member. Muffled screams of pain could be heard, but was nulled once the sounds reached the door. Pulling it out of his eye, he placed it back on the table. "You think you could sit there and proceed to lie? Well, you weren't lying, but these fools will never know. I deserve to sit at Acherin's high chair, and when I do... the rest of the council members will either join me or die like you." With an evil laugh, Xane would grab scissors from the table and proceed to cut the man's clothing from head to toe. Once that was done, he gently placed the scissors back onto the table and would draw a vibro dagger. Examining the blade, he'd bring it to the man's throat. "Your games have ended Dresse, while mine of have only begun!" This time taking the blade and driving it into the man's leg. Again more muffled pain would happen and tears from the man's eyes. All while Xane continued to laugh horribly.

With the injured council member bleeding all over and it dripping onto the floor, the time for the real trick would happen. Grabbing the sheet, he would remove it to reveal a clear tank full of scorpions. "The venom of a scorpion Dresse is very vile. The venom buring through your blood, causing you to die a very slow death indeed. And while you sit in pain already... you will burn from the inside as well." Crossing his hands, Xane's lieutenants would move to the tank, placing on gloves so that they could handle the creatures with easy. But Xane thought a little. "I've had a revelation!" Cried Xane as he ordered the men to place the individual creatures back into the tank. "Move him over to the tank." As ordered, the picked up the chair with Dresse still in it and placed him by the tank. "Sir?" One of them asked. Grabbing the tank from the outside, Xane would flip it, causing all the scorpions to fly onto the man. To make the scorpions mad, the men would start to spray them with caned air. Stepping back, they'd all watch as the scorpion stingers would go into the man's body. With a swift kick, Xane would send the man flying onto the ground along with the scorpions.

Glancing outside the window, Xane could see a black vehicle pull up. "Let us have a forest fire, gentlemen. And meet at the regular spot..." Xane would proceed to walk past the downed council whom was in vast amount of pain, if not in shock. "And Dresse, my name is not Draken... it is Xane..." Laughing evilly as he exited the room, his two lieutenants would proceed to cover the whole room with gasoline. Just as they finished up, Xane would enter the black vehicle and proceed to tell his driver to drive off. "Won't they trace the room back to you, sir?" Xane shook his head. "I've ensured that won't happen... the room WAS reserved by Council Member Dresse and plus 1.... haha" Laughed Xane as the man would proceed to drive off. Meanwhile as the men finished placing the gas all over the apartment suite, one of them would proceed to drop a few credits on the table while the other one would collect the tools that was used by Xane. Once both were next to the door way, they would drop lit matches onto the floor and watched as a good flame would arise from the ground.

Leaving the room and all together the apartment suite, they would proceed to the garage where they would get into a speeder and drive off to meet the Scorpion leader at the meeting room.

Added (04 Sep 2011, 11:53 Am)
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[-Act 2-]
[-Corruption from within-]

Days after the death of Council member Dresse, it seemed as if the fear of what had happened to him was starting to surface. So bad was this murder that the Council had called for a closed-highly secured meeting for all council members. Xane's vehicle had pulled to the side of the meeting area of the Government Complex. A member of the Acherin Security Force had been gracious enough to open the door for Xane and escort him inside the building while members of the ASF would escort the vehicle and driver into a secure holding place. As Xane entered the building, he was greeted by a few of the council members and a serious of small conversations begun as they proceeded inside the chambers. Once everyone was present, the doors were shut and everyone took their seat. The room was that of the old Jedi Council, seats aligned in a circle, signifying that no one had more power then the other. Taking his seat, Xane would proceed to get comfortable as the long serious of talks were to begin. Though after what he had caused, this was to be expected. "Let us begin..." Council member Meredith proclaimed. Bringing his hands together, Xane would wait to hear what she had to say as she was voted on by the council to lead and end the meetings. "I know I speak for all of us when I say that this is indeed a difficult time... we not only have an empty seat within these chambers, but we also have a dead colleague and friend..." Everyone's glance, to include Xane's, would face towards the vacant chair of the dead council member. Moving his hands up to cover his mouth, Xane released a smirk. This was all his work, and he was no doubt proud of it.

"Security Forces have released a report that I find to be quite disturbing." On the arm rest of every chair was a datapad of the said report. Picking it up, Xane and the rest of the members begun to read it. "A body was discovered, but it was badly burnt in the fire. Luckily enough it was discovered in time to be put out... but there are other things as well..." This did not please Xane. He expected the fire to have burnt much of the room, however the report did indicate that over 95% of the body was burnt, so that was something to take a little bit of a prize on. "Another thing of interest, was that the remains of scorpions were found on the body of Dresse, as well as a few of them found scattering across the room. There is reason to believe that these insects were used in Dresse's murder." Oh if only Xane could openly speak about this. He was there, and he was the one to do all of this, however no one in the room knew it... expect for him and his lieutenants. Playing dumb was too easy in this situation. "Could this assassin perhaps used these creatures to sting Dresse?" Asked Xane, whom was met with a nod. "Reports did find traces of venom in the blood of Dresse, however there were recovered towels too apparently with large amounts of blood on it, however... it too was burnt so it is unknown at this time..." Scrolling through the datapad, Xane stopped on the horrifying report about what had happened to the body. "Says here his eye was gouged and a deep penetrating wound to his leg?" Asked another of the council members. Xane wouldn't help but be proud of this. This too another proud relic of his.

"And finally... another disturbing matter... credit chips with finger prints of an unidentified nature on it. When asking the front counter clerk, it was discovered that a young female had booked the room for Dresse, and oddly enough had his credentials to confirm the appointment... though this woman cannot be identified at this time..." Council member Meredith sighed heavily as her hand met her forehead. "We are certainly dealing with a crisis on our hands... at this point we cannot be sure if this is a terrorist act, or if this was someone whom clearly hated Dresse." Her gaze met that of Xane. "Draken.. I know you and Dresse have had very heated debates on this floor, and I know you both repealed everything you both had to say... but I am asking you to put aside your petty differences in the past and assume his mantle for the time being..." Rising from his seat, Xane would position himself in the center of the room. "Meredith, Dresse and I may have had our squabbles, but we both had common respect for each other." He lied. He hated the man to death... and fortunately enough, the former council member did just that... he died. "I assure you I will handle Dresse's duties as if they meant life or death." Standing there a second, he would take a few seconds to collect his thoughts.

"With this on our hands, we must be ever vigilant in this time of need. Dresse's killer may focus upon us one by one or by the dozen. That is why I urge all of us to take extra caution. We are the governing arm of Acherin, we must remain safe so that this planet does not fall. The Republic had dealt with two enemies and emerged as a glorious Empire. There is no reason that we cannot deal with one person or group and remain as a free body, and we -" He was cut off by a council member. "Is that so, Draken? As Meredith said you both hated each other... what if I were to say that you may of had a hand in this?" Furiously, Xane would snap to this man's face. "Because words are words councilor! In the world of politics, they are not meant to be nothing more! Yes Dresse and I argued much, but I will not stand here and have you accuse me of such -!" Finally Meredith cut in. "Enough! We are not here to accuse anyone of such a very terrible crime that has befallen Dresse!." Walking back to his seat, Xane would eyeball the man. "I agree with Xane, we must take extra precaution, if anything double the security..." The rest of the meeting went on, with members to include Xane going back and forth.

Finally, the meeting was called to a close. Meredith left first followed by a few other members of the council. Xane was the last one to remain. However he was not the only one, with Council Member Hawke and Tark remaining. Once the room was cleared, they approached Xane. "Beautifully spoke Draken... whomever did this to Dresse did us a favor." Taken back a little, Xane nodded. "Yes... a real favor... can I help you both?" He asked curiously. They both looked around the room to make sure it was clear before leaning in to speak to him. "We both know how much Dresse has held us back. With him gone, we can finally move forward. We will no longer be a neutral planet... we can't suffer another Imperial bombardment..." Interesting, maybe potential allies for the time being. "I purpose we work together... if we can get some change going... we can surely change the face of this planet, what do you say?" Nodding some, Xane would reach into his pocket and provide them with a datapad. "Meet me there tonight, and we shall discuss more." Leaving the room first, Xane was stopped by the council member that had accused him of killing Dresse, long time servant Viola. "I'm on to you..." Is all he said before walking away. Grinning some Xane would proceed to the holding area and enter his vehicle. Inside the vehicle, he pulled out comms as the driver started it and drove away. "Meeting... the abandoned warehouse, tonight..."

[-Later that night-]

A few underlings had taken up several sniper positions on the room of the one story factory. Their purpose was only to keep watch to ensure that ASF personnel didn't approach. A few vehicles would pull into the shadows of the parking lot as they would enter the warehouse. The windows were painted black spray paint to ensure that no light shined out. Xane and his lieutenants stood there talking as Hawke and Tark approached. "Whom are these gentlemen?" Asked Tark as Xane stepped closer. "You spoke of an overthrowing... these are my followers gentlemen, and I am here to offer you both a spot within my organization as well as the new government once established." A couple of chairs emerged from the darkness of the warehouse and the two took a seat. Xane would explain to them it was he whom killed Dresse. Though of course he spoke, his lieutenants would pat the men down thoroughly before revealing anything. He would leave out a few minor details, to include his name. After a somewhat decent speech, Xane nodded. "Do I have your support, gentlemen?" Hawke stood up. "No! This is nonsense! I did not mean like this... come on Tark, we are leaving!" However as he was ready to leave, he was stabbed in the chest in an instant. Tark watched in horror as what was done as the body was dragged off. Tark, looking very nervously at Xane nodded. "Yes...s... you have my support..." Laughing some, Xane would shake Tark's hand.

"Our next target is that rat bastard that called me out... Viola... we are going to make him pay."

Added (05 Sep 2011, 8:47 Am)
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[-Act 3-]
[-The Hellfire of Vengeance-]

The home of Council member Viola seemed to be a quiet as a whisper. The night time was no doubt upon the planet of Acherin as the council member glanced outside his window in a bathrobe and with a glass of Corellian Ale in his hand. His view outside of his window was no doubt hindered by the darkness of the night, and as his glanced turned away from the window, there was sudden movement. A few of Xane's lieutenants would bound and cover each other as they would make their way up towards the back entrance and side windows of the man's house. Viola had not returned to the window for quite some time and assumed that the man had gone to bed judging from the light being turned off. 3 men went to the back while 2 would go to the windows. The back men would use their lockpick to slowly unlock the house door while the men went prone to avoid any unwanted contact. Out of the 5 men total, one of them carried a bag pull of explosive charges that they would use for the main event. The men successfully unlocked the door and slowly opened their way in. Walking slowly, they'd proceed towards the window and open it, helping the men into the house. "Start planting the explosive." One of them whispered to the other, as the other 4 would un-sling their silenced weapons and would slowly proceed through the house, their night vision coming into play at this point.

The man with the explosives would begin to place the charges on key points of the house. He'd venture into the basement and attach the said explosives to the pipes and heaters that ran into the house itself. Moving back up onto the first floor, he'd place them pretty much on wherever he could, being sure to keep the explosives a decent distance away. Once finishing up with the downstairs, he'd kneel besides a window though being sure to keep out of it's view, but also allowing himself to view outside the window, keeping a look out for any ASF personnel as well as anyone that may walk into this little operation. Meanwhile the men by the stairs would slowly move up the stairs, keeping their movement in check with one man moving up first to secure it, and then the rest would follow one by one, being sure not to cause much noise and restrict movement to a hair. Once completely up the stairs, they heard movement come from one of the rooms and went quiet again. Moving towards that room, the 4 men would position themselves along the door and slowly open it up. Their vision had Viola laying in his bed, though it seemed he was awake. As they entered the room, the man would shoot up from his bed with a blaster pistol in his hand, causing the men to leap to the side discharging their weapons. Viola would shoot off several shots, but the blaster bolts would exit the assassins weapons and some would miss Viola while others would hit the man. Viola's shot would miss completely, though it would graze a man's leg.

They'd watch as he would fall as the man with the explosive would rush up from the downstairs and enter the room. "What happened?!" He would cry out before the gaze of the men would be turned towards him. "We need to hurry... quick." Their plan was foiled so they needed to hurry as they all took turns planting the explosives. Once they were done, they'd rush down the stairs and out the back door. Though as the last man would exit, ASF vehicles were starting to pull up. Keeping low and sticking to the bushes as they leaped a fence, the night would cover their tracks. They'd call for their driver to meet them, and they were given the order to blow it. Hitting the detonator, the house would go up in flames. It would kill the ASF that entered the house, as well as do nice damage to Viola's body. The black vehicle would meet the men moments as the explosives went off. All the men jumped into the vehicle, and would drive off back to Xane's estate. A small holo projector would emerge from the bottom of the vehicle, and there would be Xane. "Update." The men would remove their helmets and sigh some. "He was waiting for us... took a few shots at us, but just grazed my leg..." Not pleased with this, he grinned. "I trust Viola is no more?" They all nodded in agreement. "We killed him and set off the explosives, but a few ASF did manage to be killed in the crossfire." Xane was hardly concerned with such. "Sometimes the pawn on a chessboard is needed to be sacrificed for the greater good. It will add into our plan soon enough..." The projector shut off as the vehicle would proceed back to Xane's.

Watching the holonet, Xane would grin a little as he and Tark would view it together. "This is breaking news. Council member Viola is reported dead due to an explosion at his estate. We did manage to get in touch with Council member Meredith and she has called for an emergency meeting in response to this attack..." Xane would cut off the holonet as he turned to Tark. "Now is the time... with Hawke going to be declared missing... it will look like an attempt on us all." Tark nodded and then rubbed his chin. "So now what is next?" Smiling some, he looked at Tark dead in his eye. "My friend... we take power..."

Added (05 Sep 2011, 5:05 PM)
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[-Act 4-]
[-The Grip that Binds-]

The morning sunrise would not come as a pleasantry as Xane rode in his vehicle on his way to the emergency meeting being held. The same procedure would ensue as last time, this time there appeared to be more ASF personnel on the high ground this time. "Snipers..." Muttered Xane as he stepped out of his vehicle, to watch his driver take off. Though also this time, it seemed as if Xane was rushed into the building. Once inside the building, he seemed to be free to do whatever he pleased. Walking in, his first glance was Tark, whom was standing alone with his head down. Walking up to him, Xane placed a friendly arm on his shoulder. "Nervous?" He asked with a smirk on his face. Looking up at Xane, Tark grinned. "This is a lot..." Leaning in closer, Xane got ear level with him. "I dare you to back down now... and you will follow Hawke and the rest of them... understood?" Tapping the side of his arm roughly, Xane would leave Tark as he proceeded towards the Council Room. With the rest of the Council members following suit, they all took their place in the room sitting. Now there were three empty seats and Xane loved it. As Meredith took her seat, the doors sealed behind them and the meeting started. "Where is Hawke?" Asked Meredith plainly, as if she were afraid to ask. Looking at his seat with the rest of the council members, Xane knew... but he wasn't about to let them know what had befallen the dead council member.

Moments later, Meredith's personal communicator would ring and she'd answer. After a few seconds she'd place it down and release a heavy sigh. "It appears that Hawke has not been seen for a few days... I can only fear the worse..." Nodding her head, she'd get back to the main reason. "Last night... Council member Viola was killed. An explosion of his home took his life and any evidence of what happened left. We do not know if he was tortured first like Dresse was or if any kind of trail was left. Needless to say this is the second confirmed kill of a government official here on Acherin... third if we want to include Hawke." Xane would look at Tark, whom would return a stare back. "The time for games is over and we are running out of options here. The ASF has offered to provide us protection during the days and an additional patrols through the night..." She sighed and lowered her head even more. "We have no leads on who is behind this... and we cannot do much without any evidence..." Xane quickly jumped. "Meredith, please tell me this is a joke... we have 2 dead members and 1 whom is missing, and this is the best you can do?" The fury in Xane's voice was well hinted at this point. "If we are to fight these creatures, it is obvious that we as the ruling body of Acherin do something." Tark stood up at this point.

"I agree with Draken, we must do something in order to keep our own protected... who knows who is next!" Meredith also rose. "Enough! I will not stand for scare tactics. There are a lot of people on this planet, and until evidence is provided, we will only do what we can with what we have." Xane shook his head. "No, that is unacceptable. We need cerfews, we need restrictions... we need people to understand that attacking government officials, the ruling bodies of this planet will not be tolerated!" Tark sat down but Meredith continued to stand. "No! I will say it again, no! I will never sacrifice freedom for this! If I am to suffer from this... then so be it, but I will know that I did the right thing." She sat down, followed by Xane whom already had the idea in mind. "For now, we will all travel with ASF personnel to our respective locations, and if anything were to happen... then we will discuss future decisions." That was it, and Xane already had his next move calculated. The meeting ended and everyone would leave with their ASF escorts, while Tark and Xane remained behind. "I retract what I said earlier." Xane could only smile. "Your faith will be well rewarded Tark, well rewarded." Smiling some, they would exit together, voting to take a ride together in Xane's vehicle.

As they drove to drop off Tark, they noticed they had ASF personnel escorting them. Lucky for Xane that they weren't riding with him. "Tark... I have our next target in mind. Meredith wants to do this... I will have no problem showing her the errors of her way. I have scheduled a meeting with Meredith tonight to review some documents... a lie I have fabricated during these times." Tark nodded some. "Well that's all find and dandy, but how are we going to get her?" Reaching into his coat, Xane would remove a small vile. "This poison I will slip into her drink... it will take effect when she sleeps. It will slow her heart rate... ultimately stopping it, killing her in her sleep." He leaned back in his seat. "With her gone... I will assume command and that's when our plans will go uphill." The vehicle would stop in front of Tark's residence.

As he got out, the window would roll down. "Wear something nice..." The window would go back up, and the vehicle would drive off.

Added (07 Sep 2011, 3:58 PM)
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[-Act 5-]
[-The Angel of Death-]

Xane's vehicle had driven to Tark's home to pick up the accomplice, and together they would ride to Council member Meredith's home where they would ensure that she met her end... in a less violent way then what had already occurred with several other members. The streets would be calm as they ventured into the somewhat private housing of Acherin, where some of the governing officials lived. The vehicle would pull to the side of Meredith's house and the driver would open the door for Xane and Tark and they would proceed towards the front door. As they knocked, a older male would open the door. "May I help you?" He asked in a soft voice. Xane nodded. "Draken Tu'Rot and Tark to speak with Meredith, please." The butler would bow a little and allow the men into the home. Xane would turn back to his driver and grinned a bit as the door shut behind him. They were escorted into the guest room and there they would stand as they awaited Meredith. "Phase 1... get her talking..." Mumbled Xane as Tark glanced around the room. "Phase 2?" Xane would point towards the liquor. "Make her drink." Walking over to it, Tark would nod some. "Who will plant the goods?" Xane nodded again. "Me." After they finished speaking, Meredith entered. "I was beginning to wonder about you two." Shaking Xane and Tark's hand. "My butler feared for his life when you both asked for him... he was afraid he was going to get a black eye." She started to laugh a little, followed by a fake chuckle from Xane, but a real one from Tark.

The night would be spent talking about the pressing issues of Acherin. Meredith did not give any ground on the issues of security and restrictions at night. Xane would continue to press and press sometimes yelling at Meredith and being yelled back by her, but this was all part of his plan. He would make her be the first one to offer the drinks. Tark would also add into the pressure, though would be countered by Meredith to the sudden interest of security and restricting the freedoms of people when Tark, was known to be somewhat of a follower in the past. After the intense arguing, she would pause. "Anyone else care for a drink?" Xane would nod and offer to get it. Looking at Tark, it was his role now. He would distract Meredith by asking her questions, walking over to the items she had in her home and point at it. As Xane proceeded over towards the beverages, he'd reach into his coat and remove the vial that remained in his pocket. He'd pour the poison in Meredith's cup first, and then proceed to pour the liquid. He took a few seconds to swirl the drinks around and then he finally walked over. He gave Meredith her drink first and then gave him his and then Tark's. Meredith looked at the both of them and smiled. "Without members like you, I would not have the strength to continue on course." Making a toast, Meredith would take a big swing of her drink, almost emptying the glass as Xane and Tark were still working on theirs. "Good grief, Meredith..." Xane would comment.

A little bit later, Meredith took a seat. "But now gentlemen, I must bid you good night... I have called for a special announcement to address the planet... Xane, I want you to be my right hand man in this matter." He bowed. "I will dress very snappy... come Tark." They would walk out towards the front entrance and exit it as the butler bid them good night. Proceeding to the vehicle, Tark would enter first as Xane would enter second, though he took a second to pause at the home before getting in. The vehicle would drive off and Xane would nod. "You were my witness that she selected me..." He muttered as he grinned a bit. Tark acknowledged it by nodding his head. The vehicle would drive off into the night. Meanwhile back at Meredith's, she had done her preparations for bed and entered her room. She had felt a little strange after that drink but she figured that it was part of the side effects of giving up drinking in the past. However her gaze would feel very strange, as if the room started spinning around her. Making it to her bed, she'd rest her eyes and drift off. Her heart would slowly stop beating before it finally gave out. She'd drift into her grave, not feeling any sort of pain.

Meredith was no more, and tomorrow, Xane would make the announcement in her stand. Now was his time, so he planned on taking the power.

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[-Act 6-]
[-The Words of Poison-]

Acherin had the feeling that something was to happen soon. But as Xane entered the Government building in Sood, he felt in command of the situation. Everything was coming together, and he had the feeling that his mission would soon be accomplished, and that he could move on to his second plan. Before giving the scheduled speech that Meredith had planned, he would meet his fellow Council members in the chambers. Entering the room, he glanced around him to see everyone that he had not killed there. They watched him and he walked over to Meredith's seat and sat down. Looking a bit horrified, they all took their seats as well. "I trust you all have heard the news this morning..." Xane said with a bit of false sadness in his voice. "It seems whomever is behind this all has managed to get to her..." Looking down a bit, he sighed. "If we are to fight this, then we must act quickly and to ensure that no one else is targeted... that we do what is needed." Hearing the rest of the Council whisper in agreement, Xane would look up. "I will act as Council head and give this speech... any objections?" One of the Council members rose up. "From the start you tried to protect us all, and Meredith took no heed... I approve of this move... I think we all do..." The rest of the Council clapped in approval and Xane stood up to embrace it.

He and the rest of the Council would emerge from the room to the microphones that were already set up. Standing in line behind him, Xane would pull out a datapad with his speech on it and place it down. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen..." He would start off. "As you all are aware... Council member Meredith has been found dead in her home. Reports claim she went peaceful, with the only part of her body to harmed was her heart... as it gave out when she slept... enduring the stresses that these terrorists have endured on her and us all as well... it is today that I stand before you as the new Council head of the Government of Acherin. Using these new powers bestowed to me, I will bring peace and justice back to Acherin." Looking into the lens of a holocam. "We are all in agreement that we must act now. While Meredith believed that faith will guide us all... we cannot stand by and allow these terrorist to stand anymore... therefore... it is with regret that I must enact the Emergency Act of Acherin. Until these monsters are found and brought to justice, we cannot take any easy way out with this happening."

The Emergency Act pretty much was another word for Martial Law. Citizens would have a 2200 curfew and anyone cault outside of their homes would be charged with terrorism acts. It also enabled the Acherin Security force to conduct raids on homes with no warrant, provided the tip is worthwhile (but with Security Forces wanting to kick in doors, they'd go on it anyways). It also would allow for added patrols at night. "It pains me to have to resort to this, but at the same time I promise that as soon as these terrorists are brought to justice, this act will be dropped. I promise." As he spoke, he nodded some.

Meanwhile while all of this was going on, Xane's men were planting explosives at his home. To ensure that no one suspected him, he would have his home exploded to add into the fear that Council members were being targeted. After planting the explosives and making sure everything was set, they would extract themselves to Xane's personal vehicle and get into it. As they begun to drive away, one of the lieutenants would hit the red button and the explosives would go off, causing a massive explosion. It would catch the attention of the people nearby and would cause them to run to the scene. Sirens of the ASF would burst into action as their vehicles would rush to the scene. Driving away, Xane's men would drive to the warehouse... which was an abandoned warehouse. There they would stay and wait for Xane's next pair of instructions. With him in power, his men would pretty much get away with murder. They were happy to see such plans going well and they'd keep it up... just to get their piece of the pie as promised.

As Xane was giving his speech, someone would whisper something into his ear quietly. His facial expression looked surprised as the aid walked away. "It appears that I am the next victim... my home was just targeted... excuse me." Ending the meeting, he would walk back to the council room with the Council members. Xane would order a member of the ASF to lock the door behind the last council member and only open at a certain knock combination. "We must act now..." One of the council members stated, before everyone looked at Xane. "I do have an idea..." He said, walking to the middle of the room. "We combine everyone's power and give it to me... making me the first Combined President of Acherin. From this position, I will have enough power to end this... only as long as you all are comfortable with it..." This was indeed a shock to the members, some of them were reluctant to agree, but they couldn't... not yet. "We will see Draken... if it gets worse... then I will agree to give up my power to you." Nodding as the rest of the Council members agreed, Xane would call the meeting to a close and walk over to the door and knock the combination. As the door unlocked... he'd walk out of the building and proceed to his vehicle.

He'd order his driver to drive to the warehouse. While ordering the ASF to go to his home and assess the situation.

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[-Act 7-]
[-The Scorpion's Fury-]

As his men assembled at Xane's temporary home, Tark was finishing up burning the plans in which were once displayed upon a table that Xane stood behind. Once assembled, he nodded some. "Tonight we act... tonight we end those on the council that will oppose me, while we threaten those that will support me." Looking at his men, he looked to Tark. "With you included..." And with a jerk of his thumb, two of his men leaped up and grabbed Tark by each arm and would bring him into a back room. There they would proceed to tape his mouth shut and tie his hands to the shower head and proceed to beat the man into a bloody pulp. With each strike to the man's face, the sound of a face being destroyed was in the background. Needless to say they also took ground shots at him, hitting areas of his ribs and his stomach. Xane felt a little bad for him, but Tark had to be made an example to everyone, including himself. He would continue his plan. "Tonight, we will strike each home and you all know what to do. Do not dwell, go in there and do your part." The sounds of a man being beat stopped and Tark was thrown into the middle of the room. Bending over, Xane removed the tape from his mouth and grinned. "Do I have your support... Tark?" The man looked at the group of men around him then back to Xane. Grunting in serious pain, he nodded. "Yes... Mr. President." The same two men that had beaten Tark would gently lift him up. "Being him to his home and once your drop him... call an unanimous tip and Tark... make up something good." Tark could not believe he was nodding to this agreement as he was helped out of the room and into a car, the two men with him assuring that he would do the right thing. Once that was set, Xane turned to his men. "Let's get to work." And at the blink of an eye, they geared up and proceeded out.

As the daylight would begin to drift, Xane's men would jump into Government Vehicles, which would prevent them from having to follow the rules of the curfew... something that Xane had managed to sneak by careful wording on his part, therefore his men would not be hindered. Armageddon would fall upon Acherin as each team would split up. Each men was dressed up in black, with nothing affiliating them to Xane or Acherin for that matter. They would wear ski masks to cover their face, as well as their clothing would be tactical, and depending on their mission would be equipped for the job. Those assigned to kill council members, were equipped with grenades, and fast firing weapons, where as those assigned to simply threaten council members had a blaster pistol and a vibro knife. Though their vehicles were marked as Government, there would be nothing to signify this once they approached their areas. As the vehicles moved into position, each team would proceed to carry out their orders.

The night would move on, and several council members would be seen facing their deaths as they and anyone else within a 25 meter range was killed. Their bodies would be left where they were and the men would quickly scatter into their vehicles and drive back to the rendezvous spot. Those council members that were threatened, would be beaten into a bloody mess, with slashes across their bodies; nothing life threatening, but enough to leave a mark. Also anyone else found with a 25 meter radius would share the same fate. IF the gender was female, they'd be knocked across the head to stun them and to blur their vision of what was happening. Also hurrying into their vehicles, they too would leave the scene of blood and proceed to the same spot. After the last team completed their task, Xane was notified. Tark had done his job, reporting a group of 2 terrorist had managed to break into his home and beat him into the condition he was in now. The council members that were killed had their scenes called in by locals that had heard the fussing. And as for those simply beat, their family members or them themselves would call in the report. ASF would move to secure the scene, and Xane was also notified of what had happened. Knowing they would come for him, and they did, ASF would take Xane and bring him to a secure location.

From this location, he would be able to carry out his duties until such time was allowed for him to leave. Sitting there, he continued to grin and think. His plans were coming into play. He would wait a day or two for those he had ordered hits on to recover then call a meeting. Then it would be time for him to claim the power... one that would give him Acherin.


 
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[-Act 8-]
[-The Golden Prize-]

A few days had passed since Xane's ordered hits on those members of the council that he either saw as a threat or an ally. Security on Acherin was on the highest alert since then and having called a special emergency meeting, after receiving reports that those members alive were able to attend. Grinning some, Xane placed himself into one of the ASF's security vehicles and he was driven to the Government Building. The whole area looked like a war zone, with ASF personnel scattered across the area. Snipers on the roof, at least 2 security checkpoints before entering the compound, patrols outside an established area. This all was about to change. While the ASF acted in current protocol, their role would soon change. As the vehicle arrived at the front, Xane was released and he proceeded up towards the building. Passing through a small checkpoint established on the inside of the building, he proceeded into the council room. As he entered, most members had already been present... to include Tark. Many of them had multiple facial wound covered in bandages and he couldn't help but grin a little. Taking his seat, he'd wait for the last few members to arrive before he called the meeting together. "I want to start off this meeting by stating how I deeply am sorry for what happened. I can assure you all this meeting here today will be the end of all this terrorism that has sprung up here on Acherin." Xane stated, eyeballing Tark, whom had a few bruises on his face. Tark looked back and made eye contact with him, alerting him to the fact that they were on the same page, and that whatever was going to be planned, Tark would follow. Clearing his voice, Xane begun to speak.

"Today, I purpose that in order for all of us to be safe and to avert attention from you all to me, that we vote on the fact of dissolving the council, giving me power of the first ever Combined President of Acherin. With you all of course, holding your seats and acting as my cabinet. From this standpoint, you all will not lose anything, gain additional years on your term." He paused, allowing those before him to ponder on the idea. Sensing a general sense of approval, one of them had a question. "So how will this help us from being targeted?" Xane stood. "Because ultimately, it will be my decision and generally speaking... I will go on what you all decide. If it is agreed upon by the council, then it will be for the good of Acherin." With some members nodding some, Xane continued. "I urge you all to consider this vote, with this newly formed position and power, I will ensure that those that brought this injustice to you. Look at yourselves." His attention turned to Tark first. "Do you think that the person or persons that did this to you are laughing about it right now?! Do you not think they will attack your family next if they have not done so already?!" Tark nodded and Xane turned his attention back to the council. "The ASF has proven that they cannot be all over the place, our military has yet to be utilized!" A council member would stop Xane. "Draken, you know that would be Martial Law." Xane turned to him. "Councilor, I am prepared to do what is needed for everyone's safety... look at you, and your face. You still carry that mark from whatever weapon they assaulted you with!" The council member was quick to quiver back into his chair. He said nothing the rest of the meeting. No one really did the rest of the meeting.

So finally it was time to call a vote. Sitting at the high chair, Xane would then reveal the votes as they were given a final calculation into the computers. "I am pleased, gentlemen..." A comment would pass through his lips as he examined the final vote. "You all have voted in favor of my motion. It is done. As of this moment, I, Draken Tu'Rot, Combined President of Acherin, will begin to mold our foundation against these terrorists. I have two motions... one of them is to give this situation over to our military, with them securing key sites so that ASF personnel can provide addition patrol routes until they are no longer needed to do such..." Tark stood up. "And your second motion, Mr President?" Xane almost smiled at the title and nodded. "I am announcing the creation of a Specialization Unit of Counter-Terrorism as well as Intelligence gathering. They will aid us all in this fight against the terrorists." Tark sat down and another member rose up. "The name of this unit?" Pondering a little, he thought of it. "We will call this unit, the Black Hand. The black meaning they roam the shadows of us all for our safety and protection. The hand meaning they will grip those that seek to hurt us and destroy them... are we on agreement?" Everyone in the room would agree.

News of this historical change would soon emerge into the news stations and into the homes of everyone. Draken Tu'Rot would be the President of Acherin, a move that is seen as protecting the council members, but in his mind, it is a personal move to control power, and with the acts that were passed, he was well on his way. Military members would begin their assignment with key positions within the city of Sood and all across Acherin. With this out of the way, ASF would soon move to establish their parts. Soon the planet would see the deployment of soldiers and security forces all over. The new headquarters of the Black Hand was kept a secret, but it no doubt was starting it's recruitment upon the planet. Tomorrow, Xane would give his speech as the first Combined President of Acherin, and then... he'd move to his next phase...

A military-industrial complex.


 
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