Evkas Trial.

[Abe's son]

[Okay, this is based on the Royal Gaurds of the Star Wars galaxy. I changed the training to this, because it showed how tough mothers they are, because they are. I'm mainly doing this as backstory for my character Evka Hybon, now a... well I won't ruin that. Please post comments...]

Chapter One: Fallen Angels
We shall create an empire on the corpses of our enemies, and our palace from there bones. We will be great, we will be perfection...

Evka looked at the table before him. Across from him an Imperial storm trooper was standing with a blaster rifle. The the first was a blade, a primitive weapon but what he had been trained to use for the past two years. The other was a small hunting rifle, similar to the ones used on Tatooine that could be picked up for a meer 300 credits, the kind of things you dreamed about when you were a kid. It held 20 rounds but wouldn't do anything against the others, mostly a only a hunting weapon as it was ment to be used. The other set was three metal spears. He was sitting in black robes, many over each other to create layers, he'd be getting his hazard equipment later. The Royal Gaurds had been seperated into four "tribes". These were designated by both there robe color and symbol. There were four colors: Yellow, Red, Black and Green. They had been put into these teams for specific reasons, like teamwork application and such. All the weapons had been turned to arcaic projectile weapons. The Overwatch soldiers would use the old 9mm carbine gauss rifles. He heard the storm trooper click his gun against the table "Okay, lets get you suited." Evka nodded and got up exiting the small room and entering another.


The room was a hallway essentially, white like all the others. A man in a white suit with a varity of objects aproached him. He handed him first a fairly large back pack "Thats your Hazmat kit... aswell as emergancy supplies..." He took the pack and put it on. There was a large combat knife on the strap. The man nodded and handed him a black pancho, which he put over his head and let cover the other layers, on the back was a large red fist. He was part of the Sthal Fausts, an actual famed sqaud division in the Imperial ranks. The fearsome 105th. The man now gave him a mouth covering gas mask peice. It filtered the oxygen but didn't give fresh stuff. He put it on and tightened the straps. The man handed him a pair of goggles, which he put on. They were HUD intigratible, but that didn't quite matter at the moment. The rifles didn't have it anyway. The man smiled "Good, lets get you to your team then, right?" He nodded and walked with the man too the circular door at the end of another hallway, the red fist was on the door as well.


As he pilled in with 6 other Royal Gaurds in training. He had the three spikes holstered in his back, and the sword at his left hip. He looked around at the other men, the other men were faceless to him. Only one man seemed to show any emotion at this point. He turned to his left and a man was looking at him. "Hey, your that prodigy arn't you? Evka whatshisface?" he sighed "Evka Hybon... and yes, you could say I am a prodical student...". The men shifted slightly as they felt the pod detach. "Brace for impact!" one of the men yelled. They all pulled there metal bars over there heads and grabbed on tight, feeling the earth below them buck them around with a force that would shatter skulls. The pod continued its movement until finally it stopped, a large crashing sound bringing it to an end. Evka had closed his eyes during it, saftey percausion of course, but when he looked over to the back of the pod, it was busted in, they had hit something hard. "Shit..." no one had a voice anymore and it seemed the talked for eachother. They got the bars off, the two men nearest to the entrance got up and popped the pod top. They looked out and into the wastland...

The surface of the planet was plains and platues, rocks strewn about. Everything was a reddish haze, wind whipping about about the surface of the planet and around the entrance of the pod. One man took his rifle out and exited the pod, using the scope and scanning the horizen. The other men, including Evka left the pod, walking onto the hard red rocks. They had been tought everything at the academy, now the final test was to survive both the planet and the Overwatch soldiers for two months, two grueling months. This was most commenly reffered to as the "Prison Test." Clans would often merge. More trainees would be sent to each "tribe". It was essentially a bloodsport that wasn't watched until the end. The man with the rifle put it away "It's clear, looks like the only thing close to us a beastie... don't know what she is... but she's a big one."

"Shit bucket." Evka turned to the man behind him, the same one who had asked him the prodigy question. Evka took out his own rifle and went a few paces infront of him. He aimed his rifle to the horizen, magnifing x50. He paused a moment, looking a the large thing. It was a Rancor, a massive beast held by chains, the chains led to men. They were Overwatch troopers, they were releasing the thing into the wild to hunt them. Evka sighed "It's a Rancor... the Overwatch troopers have already set up base... the release a Rancor for us to play with... it's the first trial." "Trial? What the hell are you talking about! There was never any trial!" Evka turned to the man proclaiming about it. "You never payed attention did you? There would be five trials. One was the beast, we would have to slay a great one. The second was the reckoning, we would have to survive a firefly sweep. The thrid was the consuming, we would have to survive a rush of thousands of orrays. The fourth was the pain, were they would send more Overwatch troopers for us to fight, as well as force adepts. The fith was the judgement, each tribe would have to fight two Vuuzhan Vong soldiers..."

The men looked at him after the last mentioning "Vong?! What are they insane! How the hell are they going to even find that many! How are they going to contain those things!" The man looked around quickly. "Were through! If we have to fight those were done!" One of the men put his hand on the panicing ones shoulder "Relax, we'll have weapons and more men by then, besides, we have Evka..." He turned to him. "The one man to kill a Sthal Faust." The other men chuckled and began to move twords an enclave in the distance, they had probibly decided when he was sniping out the Rancor. Evka turned and yelled to them "Hey! We should stay here, theres already a place to sleep... and we have a door on this thing. There's a few things we'll need before we take on the trials... they will come not one after the other but at different times... still, we require these things..."

[Abe's son]

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Chapter 2: Ghost Soldiers
What you can't see, can't hurt you

Evka looked at the men, it was the dawn of the second day and they were all waiting, inside the pod they had closed the door, the wind howling outside. "Okay, we'll need some rifles first off, we'll also need to get a ship and a few supply crates. Munitions and weapons are number one priotrity." One of the men turned to him. "So once we get the ship were leaving right?" One of the men started laughing. "You stupid bastard! You can't leave the planet, theres a blockade and 3 weapons plat forms waiting for you! We can only leave at the end of two months..." Evka nodded his head. "Now then, lets get your names." A larger man in stature stood, he was close to the door. He was a strong fellow, and his voice was deep. "I am, Red. Some call me Brick... but until we have proven ourselves... I am Red." Evka nodded and pointed to the man next to him, a skinnier fellow. "Duster..." the man next to him sounded off in a grim voice "Vaal." The man next to Evka looked over. "Name's Derga..." Duster's head recoiled a bit. "The... your that zealot! This guys amazing, almost as good as Evka!" Evka sighed "I'm not like a super hero... I'm like you... human." The man next to Derga looked over in Evkas direction. He had taken his mask off and a large scar was evident over his right eye. "Eh... well m'names Renolds... " He had a bit of a english accent. "And we look up to you... I belive I speak for everyone when I say, I elect you... our leader." He bowed slightly. The other men nodded and Red moved his had to the pod door pushing it down.

The men approached the ridge of a pleatue that they saw a transport craft land on. One Overwatch trooper was on the edge with a scoped rifle, he was looking across the horizen through his helmet. The Overwatch troopers looked alot like the old 21st century soldiers with a Next-Gen helmet on. The men was going on about his vox channel. "I'm telling you, I can't hear shit with this thing on! I can't see either... yeah... you know what stop trying to scare me, there not that si-" He felt a blade impact with the back of his ankles, taking him down and dropping his rifle, he felt himself being dragged across the ground quickly and with the men. Red raised his blade and brought it down into his helmet, breaking the glass and traveling through his face. Red pulled the blade from it and whiped the blood on the mans uniform, pushing the corpse down the side of the rocks. They moved up, moving around the rifle. "Who's best with a gun?" Renolds put his hand up and took the rifle. He looked at it, the fact that he would be dealing with recoil wouldn't help very much. Renolds aproached the large craft, it's nav sheilds were up, so the glass was visbile, two men were inside the ship, one was standing and talking, he was in an Overwatch suit, the other was just an imperial pilot in a grey jumpsuit with a lho stick in his mouth. Two gaurds were at the back of the ship with the ramp down. They both had rifles, but they were unscoped. "Renolds, keep down and give us cover." Evka moved up with the other five. Evka pointed two to move around to the sides of the ship and he took the remaining two with him. The two he ordered around disapeared. He turned, he had Duster and Red with him. "Alright, lets be quick about this, they'll take out the gaurds, all we need to do is take out the pilot and other Overwatchmen..." As Evka finished his sentance he saw Derga jam one of his spears through the right gaurd, the left turning and raising his rifle, but his neck was soon broken by Vaal. They took the bodies and brought them under the plane. Renolds got up and walked to Evka. "Well, I say we wait for the other two to leave..." As Renolds turned around he threw the two a hand singal, Evka could see them nod and disapear under the craft. Renolds moved up and back to his position, looking through the scope.


The Overwatch troop was arguing with the pilot "Look, we can take a few of the rations from there! No one will notice, remember they're just for the trainee's" the pilot shook his head and looked up. "Look, t-... " he was intereupted by a banging noise under the ship. "Oh shitbucket..." the troop shook his head. "It's probibly just Bret wanting a smoke, and if it is them... they'll get some 10mm aye?" he chuckled and grabbed a large automatic rifle from the table and walked out twords the exit, through countless crates of suplies. He got outside and stopped. "Bret? Were'd you go?" He looked around and then heard to rifle shots and looked down. Two bullet holes dotted his chest. "Oh...****..." he grunted and fell forward. The pilot jumped up and removed a 5mm pistol from his side. "Holy shit!" He walked forward, and to the edge, pointing the gun to his sides. "Come out now!" He heard something looked up. "Boo." a large metal spike came down, through his forhead and out the back of his skull, leaivng him there for a moment and then it was pulled from him, dropping him quickly. Derga dropped down from the top of the craft. Vaal walked out, holding both the rifles, dragging the bodies in and laying them down inside. The other three ran over and looked at the remains. "Huh... nice." Vaal crouched down and took the ammo, pistol and helmets from them, then tossing the bodies outside. He took the large rifle from the other man and his helmet and pistol as well. They looked around the ship and Vaal snickered. "Lets get this puppy back to our palce... we'll deal with the biggy right?" Evka nodded and walked to the cockpit, he sat in the command chair and Red sat beside him. The rest of the men, now armed walked to the cargo bay, sitting on crates. Derga had taken the larger rifle, and the others had taken the remaining two rifles. They had a total of four pistols on another crate. "Well I know I could use one... " Duster said. "Evka can probibly take two and Red should get one no matter what he says... some of these crates might have a gun or two in it..." Derga chuckled as the ship took off and began moving slowly twords there encampment, the ship then moved slowly and turned to fit itself to an open area next to the cliff that the pod was stuck in. They landed the craft and turned it off, activating only the power rather than the thrusters on standby. "We'll wait a few days." They heard Evka say from the cockpit. "Then we'll check if any of the others have gotten a ship... and how much they had to deal with... this was pathetic. They must be toying with us, or there trying to gauge us... see what they should send..." Red turned to him. "I think... we choose wisely..." Evka turned to him. "Choose what?" "Our leader..."

[Abe's son]

[/whine] Did anyone read the story? At all? Or are you all lazy and just didn't post. Or did no one even check the thread, or read the whole thing. [whine]