Rise of the Fallen Angels

Commander Joined: Nov 23, 2006 Posts: 696 Location: OHIO

Since the exedus of Jase Katar and the one true Markus Katar clone, the ravaging force of the the original MArkus had been nullified. The Major powers of the galaxy struck down the remaining forces of Markus in a unified battle, that also brought an end to the secretive organization the White which gave Markus unlimited funds , for advances in weapons and jump technology. As for Markus , stripped of his all powers but immortality , his mind became trapped within itself, in a neverending battle whose outcome has yet to be determined.
The Bretonian Empire soon rebuilt her shattered realm, the Queen greaved the loss of her son, and of her once partner, as too the loss of her cousin and her children.
To insure that Markus never rought damage to Bretonia again, Markus was transfered secretly to Junea station in the Alaska system, but something went wrong..........

Out of his failures, a new persona has emerged , Markus Katar Harbinger of death. No longer a servant of the Shokon, who assended into the next level of time space, and no long lost in his mind, Markus now seeks to destroy all those who imprisoned him, But where will he begin.........

Katar lives......

Commander Joined: Nov 23, 2006 Posts: 696 Location: OHIO

Alone in the dark, he sits faining meditation, he knows some of them are still here.
" I see nothing has changed" the voice whispers
" things have changed" he replies,
"You still crave the dark, unwilling to understand your fate"
"I was left behind you imbisole"
"were you now," the wind russles across the darkened deck" we left you alive fallen, but alive"
"fallen and broken, thanks to my brother"
"Your brother betrayed more then just you" , as the voice silences the red view port of the derilict battleship opens, to reveal a woman
"Dust........"
"I have taken this form, and its memories" she looks at her hands" she was trusted above all, relied on yet she too fell "
" I did manage to get that one clean shot" he snikers
"laugh as you may, your shot was clear because we gave it to you" she raises her hand, as the lights in the chamber brighten " it is time my dear Markus to exact your revenge"
" I know what I am going to do, Bretonia..."
"Bretonia will be left to us, "
"to us?"
"Yes we will take our revenge on the Bretonians, all those who followed out of fear not out of faith," she moves almost motionlessly across the floor as if she was flying " you will do as we say, "
" I dont take orders I..."
"SILENCE , once you were a god amoung men, to have that back you will strike at targets of our choosing and our timing," her eyes glow the evil red that his once glowed" and when doing our bidding, you will used all the powers we give you to destroy both the Outcasts and the Kasari"
"and if I say no"
" death will not eleaviate the pain we will inflict on you"
" why not just strike down all you r enemies on your own"
" because you are not the only Katar left alive Markus, one still lives, and although he may not know it he is both salvation and destruction of all of the people here" she turns away from Markus and walks toward the view port, the lights begin to dimm." now go to the Alexandria System, the abandonned Nomad ship, we have prepared a small force to assist you in your compaign.
Angered by the demands, yet fearfull of the threats Markus boards his armored transport, stolen from his brothers old smuggling base, and heads toward the system jumpgate, he would have to stay off the main jumplanes, and this rust bucket had no speed, this was going to be a long trip.......

Commander Joined: Nov 23, 2006 Posts: 696 Location: OHIO

Markus travelled across Alexandria, silently pondering his new "mission". He was never one to follow orders, but the demand of the fallen Shokon had intregued him. Another KAtar lives, all the effort into destroying the clan he had been born to was his greatest accomplishment, now all that effort was lost in finding his lost relative. His docking thrusters fired loudly, had Jase still been alive he would have to complain about the lack of sound proofing in his ship.
The Abandoned Nomad Baseship was dark and gloomy, life had long fled this ship , even before the Dom kovash and SHokon fought for controll of space time. As the transport lurched to a stop the airlock cycled, Markus stands in the door as the large bulkhead moves, several shadowed figures step into the light.
"Welcome home Master" the familiar voice says, Markus flashes his evil smile. they escort him toward a great balcony overlooking a large cargo bay. Hundreds of soliders stand and snap to attention and all shout "SIR"
Markus smiles widely, the war to end it all could begin. but where to begin.....

The clone army had been rebuilt, but the shadows lurking about are in search of something more.....