Caamas: Memoirs of a Killer [EoGA]

[Cryo]

Cryo came out of hyperspace and let his eyes slowly focus on the green glittering planet called Caamas. This is where he spent his time learning the ways of the Darkside. This is where he had forged his hatred and rage, and this is where he had partially redeemed himself with the help of Ryl. His former master Zorl K'tat was long dead, but their base of operations was hopefully still hidden in the jungle that they had made their home. Putting in the landing coordinates he entered Caamas' atmosphere and proceeded to head towards his former place of refuge. As Cryo neared the small compound that led into the planet's surface and to the much larger underground lair his expression remained blank and his thoughts remained empty.

Landing the Z-95 Headhunter he shut the systems down and quickly exited the ship with his backpack in hand as his feet touched the jungle planet's surface he wasted no time in removing his blasters from his bag and strapping them on as well as clipping his lightsabers on the belt. There shouldn't be anyone in the compound, but it wasn't just humans one had to worry about here too, the beasts of the jungle often wandered towards the compound. He let his eyes wander around the area looking for any signs of danger while he picked his back up and slipped both straps over his shoulders and made sure it was secure, who knew what little surpries awaited him behind the compounds doors. As he made his way up to the compound doors he could feel a tinge of the darkside still clinging to the place and shook his head slightly. Reaching out in the Force he opened the compound's doors and stepped inside the darkened tunnel and let them shut behind him. The air was stagnant and the tinge of the Darkside had only grown stronger, from his bag he pulled out a glow lamp and clipped it to the strap of his bag and turned it on. First thing first and that was turning the power back on.

His memories weren't held back as he moved down the hallways towards the generator room. As he passed room by room he didn't stop, but kept focus on his goal, except for when he passed the room that he had fought live combatants in that were foolish enough to stumble across the compound. As he passed the room he swore he heard the sounds of a fight coming from them and he peeked his head in quietly. There was a young boy armed with a double-bladed vibrosword fighting a much older, much bigger man. The kid moved fluidly and very precise for his age and it wasn't long before he had sliced out the bigger man's legs and then with one swift stroke took his head clean off. As the bloody covered kid turned he realized that it was himself and in the corner he could see a vigilant Zorl K'Tat offering one of her customary curt nods. Shaking his head violently he looked back up and the vision was gone, but he swore he could still see the blood covering the walls of the room.

Cryo backed out of the room and continued down the hall way finally coming to the power generator room and he stepped inside quickly. It didn't take him long to restart the generator, it was still in good shape just shut down from inactivity and soon the power to the compound was restored the lights came on and that meant the outer defense systems were back online as well. He turned off the glowlamp and started towards the control room from where the compound was monitored and the defense systems controls were stored. With the lights on it took him less time to get there and he dropped down into the chair in front of the numerous view screens and controls. The outside turrets were operational and the rooms inside the compound from what he could tell were clear. As he leaned back in his chair a faint smile crept to his lips as he could feel the tinge of the darkside again this place was welcoming him back, just like a long lost friend.

[Jëdî T¥]

Cryo had been sensed before he was ever near enough the compound. The sudden burst of lights was not anticipated as quickly causing the creature sheathed in shadows like a snakes skin to recoil a hand rising above his eyes before adapting.

The monitors if looked into would not show him. He was a master of stealth and using the Force to conceal himself, even from the sensory abilities of technology. The figure moved through the halls, silent, deadly and wraith-like until it came to where it felt the presence of the Kiffar. A hand pushing against the door which also did not sense his presence, using telekinesis he triggered the latch so it would open for him. Allowing entry into the inner rooms of the compound - seeking out Cryo Sjame.

He would make his presence known at this point, though visibility he would not allow himself. His eyes ached abit from the earlier abrupt starburst of light but his senses were strong. What he had gathered of Darth Umbral's teachings and reviewed he already knew who and what had returned, outside of this he had other knowledge as to who the man was.

" Sjame. " He whispered, a telepathic transmission that would be heard through the halls of the compound and abit further to anyone receptive. An announcement of his presence.

[Cryo]

It didn't take him long to find the video archives in the control room and soon he was leaning back in his chair with his feet up watching a much younger Cryo Sjame making quick work out of several different life forms ranging from Humans to alieans and even a few beasts. The unchecked lust for violence was still fresh in his mind also was as he got older the controlled rage that he had used to evicerate his enemies. Cryo remembered everything and some of the things he watched on the screen made him regret what he had done, but it was either him or them.

Letting out a sigh he stood up and left the control room and headed towards where his former Master's quarters had been. He had to construct a new lightsaber because he had thrown his other one at the council in a angry fit, probably not the best thing, but he knew that there were plenty of supplies to make another one while he was here. The door to his former master's quarters slid open and he walked in to see the quarters for the first time. Zorl K'Tat had never let him gaze upon her private sanctuary and he was suprised to see that it was rather sparse a bed, a desk, and a workbench. Now he was going to make a new double lightsaber and he was going to make it a little different, but not right at the moment.

A sudden feeling that he wasn't alone hit him and he looked around quickly before hearing something say his name. Something was in the compound with him, somebody. His lightsabers drifted telekinetically into his hands and he turned to face the door and spoke back. "Yes? And you are?" Opening the door he stepped out into the hallway and looked around.