Who: Anakin (narrative) Where: Somewhere in Mexico When: (Backdated) During the shattered-sight plot What: Anakin has had enough, time to make things right. Rating/Warnings: Very high for graphic violence and death. Status: Closed | Private
The night raged with a thunderous endeavor, the shadows cascaded over the rolling hills of sage brush and sand, with strikes of lightning flashing over the endless sea of nothingness, bringing flashes of cold blue light across the cacti-laden terrain. The skies opened up and an orbital bombardment of rain began to collapse on the grounds beneath them, exploding in puffs of smoke as they crashed into the sands and sent it spiraling into the air. The place smelled of dead, wet grass, and sand. It was dusty, cold, and the moon was blotted out from behind black clouds plunging the world into blackness.
There stood a lone stronghold atop a large hill that overlooked the hills and the bright lights of a city far off in the distance. The fortress of a home was walled off, and around its white stucco walls were guards, heavily arms, slowly walking back and forth in misery as the rain crashed down on them. They were protecting a notorious drug lord of a highly active drug cartel, a cartel that kidnapped and slaughtered American and Mexican hostages alike along the border towns nearby. Wealthy businessmen's families were their usual targets, giving them a chance at high ransoms. One such excursion, many many years ago, had caused Anakin's mother to get kidnapped, and the rich white fuck who employed her, only saved his family. Left her to die.
Anakin stepped out from behind a large rock he'd been kneeling behind for the better part of the day, his black robes pulled tight against him, the hood tugged over his head. It draped as the rain soaked it, allowing it to fall low over his forehead, his eyes peeking out from beneath it as he stared with dark intent at the walls before him. Slowly moving towards the compound, his robes fluttered in the high winds around him, his hood staying down due to the weight of the water. His black tunic exposed as his cloak blew open. Approaching the compound, two men looked at him and both held their hands up, one speaking into his comm unit.
They both began to approach him, guns drawn, demanding he stop where he was. He did. Standing there, they began to grow closer, moving cautiously, before he turned up a brow and grinned. Looking to each one, he then made a move with his hand, both men lifting from their feet and sent hurtling towards the wall, where they hit hard. Bones shattering in the force of the throw and what came behind it.
Making his way to the door, he heard a crackling on one of the men's radio. There seemed to be worry. He heard someone fumbling with the door and he held his hand up, Anakin sent a powerful burst of the Force forward and the door erupted from the threshold and slammed into the men behind it, carrying them away, before Anakin launched his way into the compound. His teeth gritting, Anakin used the Force to crush the door down on top of the men beneath it and brought his hand down hard so that a powerful rush came slamming against it with immense pressure. Bones shattered, and wounds opened up as they immediately died. Spinning on his heel, he saw two men come running around the corner and they opened fire, Anakin brushing to the side and ducking beneath cover for only a moment before sending the crate he was behind flying through the air into the men before him.
He turned and made his way for the door into the home, kicking it open before stepping inside with his wet robes settling behind him. There were guards quickly moving through the house, some coming at him and he held his hand forward, palm up, so they lifted into the air. He suddenly closed his hand and their bones began to crack, blood pooling from eye sockets and out their nose. He glared as he grit his teeth in anger, then threw them to the sides. Making his way up the stairs, the Force flowed through him as he sent some over the railings, using the Force to augment their fall and crush them in bloody heaps to the floor below.
Boots clumped along the upper floors, killing his way through the men who let away blood curling cries of pain, choked on their own blood and deaths. He discarded them as nothing, until he reached the room where he felt three extremely fearful presences. The door was burst open, and he saw the three trying to scramble through an escape door. He threw his hand forward and it came slamming down against the leg of the man trying to crawl through. Shattering through it. The man cried in pain, while his wife and daughter quickly ran to the other corner, huddling together. Anakin looked to all three of them, there was no remorse in his eyes.
He looked to the man, "You killed my mother. Shmi. You probably don't even know her name..."
The male cried, hysterical, "What do you want?! Money? I have so much money, I'll give you as much as you want."
Anakin scoffed, "This isn't about money, I'm not those corrupt officials you can just simply bribe. I'm here to make amends for the atrocious acts you've committed."
The Jedi looked towards the two women huddled in the corner, and shook his head, "Is this your family? Safe and sound, protected by you, no fear of having to go through the things you've put others through?"
The male's eyes grew wide, "Please, please leave them alone! I'm so sorry, so so sorry for what I've done. It'll never happen again, just don't hurt the--"
Anakin shouted, "Like you were merciful to my mother?! You disgust me, and the fact these two claim to love you despite all you do? What right do they have to live?"
He turned for the women and moved towards them, "You'll watch them die, so you know my pain before I'm merciful to you, and finally let you die." Anakin reached in the Force and tore the daughter away from her mother and looked at her, no remorse though he was quiet when speaking to her, "These are the sins of your father. But I can't let your kind grow. I won't torture you, I promise... your death will be swift."
She began to cry, and Anakin's lightsaber fell to his hand as she hung there before him in the Force. A snap-hiss sent the blue light filling the air, and Anakin swiftly brought it up and cleaved her neck clean through, sending her head from her body. A shout and scream echoing from behind him and Anakin spun to watch the mother running at him with a knife. He caught her in the Force and sent her flying through the air as his daughter's lifeless body was dropped to the ground.
Anakin slammed the wife into the wall with the Force and began to crush the Force against her chest and sternum, listening to them crack as she was flattened slowly, "You... you enable him, you give him belief in what he's doing is right. You are no better than your despicable, disgusting husband. You, I want you to suffer before you die."
The man began shouting, "You'll pay for this, you won't get away with this, I have connections. Far reaching. What happens to your family...'
Anakin laughed, "I have no family, no loved ones, no one to live for. And what can your pathetic armies of criminals and idiots do to me? I am a Jedi, the most powerful Jedi ever. I am all powerful and I wield the Force as my ally..." HE looked to the other man, "I am so much more than you."
He looked back to the wife who was having trouble breathing now, her airways pierced and filling with blood as he neared her. He looked into her eyes, "The Dark Side is unstoppable. I'm what this world needs."
He finally gave a final push in the Force and crushed teh life out of her. He let her collapse to the ground, before using the Force to pick up his daughter's head. He threw it so it lay against him, and moved towards the other male, looking down at him, standing over him. He grabbed him in the Force and lifted him slowly into the air, holding him there, "You did that to my mother, did you know that? She had no money, no qualms, no quarrel. Her death was useless to you. Your death will mean something to me. It really will."
And then Anakin went to work, his lightsaber in hand, he began to burn the flesh free of the man's body, not just cutting him, but burning him with lightsaber and in the Force. Savoring the screams of pain. He stared at him, never even asking the man any questions. He just savored it until the main died from pain alone and shock. He then decapitated him, dropped him to the floor and left. No finger prints, no bullet casings to be traced back to Anakin. This murder would be a mystery unsolvable by the normal marshals and police.
Leaving the compound, Anakin began to make his way back towards the city. It might be days before someone found them all there. He had plenty of time to grab a quick bite in the city and head back to Orange County.