Galaxy Exiles:Hunted/Prologue

Caderver Sevarin looked on as his father, Sirul, talked to the concil. He hated this waiting. He wished something could be done about the rising problem of Man'do'an. Rufus Sevarin, a stocky, red-haired Shistavanen, crept up to him.

"Has father decided yet?" he asked in a simpering voice.

"No, go away" snapped Caderver irritably." Go skin a Gorg or something"

Rufus looked at Caderver, sour-faced. "Fine"he said "but father will tell me frist. He always does" Rufus turned round and stomped off. Cadaver made a dissapproving sound and turned back to Sirul.

"So" Sirul said "it is decided. We shall-"

Suddenly, a noise piced the silent clan. It was a noise that would chill the hearts of the bravest men and would haunt Caderver in nightmares to follow. An explosion went off at the other side of the camp. Caderver saw people running as the flames licked their feet.

"What was-" muttered Caderver, bt his quastion was ansawed before he evan finshed it. a group of men ran into the clan.

The men were tall, bald apart the long ponytails they wore. Their shiny scaps were covered in a large number of tattoos, and all had rings covering their ears. They were dressed in silver armour, with a black cloaks over their breastplates. They had Mandalorian helmets shaped like skulls and carried a firearm of some sort.

Before he could react, a man was grabbed by the neck and stangled by one of these invaders. " "To arms!"

Caderver heard the cry and instatly loaded his pistol. However, one of the stangers heard it to. shouting a cry to his men they got out small objects from their belts. Almost at once, caderver knew what the men were getting out. "Fall back!" he cried, but it was to late. A wave of genades hit the left side of the camp, sending into a wave of flames and ashes. The men laughed, and the chaos and confusion, vanished. Rufuses stocky body came into view.

"I...i saw them up close. Their..." he gulped "...their Skulltakers!"