Free Star Force: Bloodlust (SF54) by Aer-ki Jyr

enough that they didn’t
immediately get up. Others were injured or sometimes killed if they were close
enough to Morgan when she released the concussive energy, with it hitting them
like a brick wall and snapping their small bones in some cases.
    When she got to one of the Skarrons she paused a brief
moment to get a larger concentration, then in theatrical mode pulled both hands
back and did a Kamehameha as she took several plasma blasts to her shields…with
one of them not making it all the way to her, for the plasma orb actually was
thrown backwards as she released the Jumat. It dissipated before it hit
anything, but the residue washed over a Hobbit near the Skarron that she
knocked upside down, flipping it backwards and onto its arms with its thick
legs kicking around like a crab trying to right itself.
    “Morgan, get out of there now!” a voice yelled in her
helmet.
    “ Wha …” she said, caught off
guard and getting whacked in the face with a Hobbit plasma orb. She pulled
herself back into the moment and threw off a few more Jumat blasts while
telekinetically picking up her rifle and bringing it into her left hand while
continuing to use her right to knock enemies aside and cause continuous
confusion.
    “Just get out, the LZ is compromised. We can’t wait
for you.”
    “What…” she said, getting knocked down as a Hobbit
tackled her from behind. She twisted on the ground and kicked him off before
throwing up a wave of concussive energy that cleared the perimeter around her
fallen body long enough for her to get up and start running towards the edge of
the mass of troops back towards the buildings that she’d jumped in from. “…is going on?!”
    “The Scionate are pulling out…all of them. Every unit
and ship across the planet is leaving.”
    “What the hell?” Morgan said, shooting some more as
she got her mind into fleeing mode as she watched her shield strength closely.
Fleeing was going to get her more hits, but it couldn’t be helped. Without the
LZ pushing forward with troops there was no way she was going to be able to
take on the whole Skarron army by herself.
    “They’re silent on the comms too, so I don’t know what
they’re doing,” the naval specialist ranger in charge of the orbital fleet and
overall mission organization said in dismay. “But they’re leaving us hanging in
a very bad way, and not just where you’re at. I’m scrambling to make
adjustments, but just get yourself out of there now!”
    “Going,” she said, forcing herself to stop running in
a straight line as the shields covering her back began to get close to
breaching…and if the shots got through to her jump pack she was going to be in
real trouble.
    Morgan turned to the left and circled around, throwing
off more Jumat and going aggressive again, tearing up and confusing the enemy
enough to cover another quick sprint closer to the edge but not on a straight
line. She stopped again and repeated, making small frog hops through the mass
until she got to the edge and headed towards one of the building doors,
stopping just in front of it and doing a Jedi jump up to the roof as she was
covered with plasma hits.
    When her feet hit the rooftop edge she threw herself
into a roll, getting out of the line of sight of those troops as her shields
finally did breach. She rolled over her rifle and haphazardly got to her feet
as the turtle shell of a jump pack rocked her sideways as she rotated around on
top of it.
    “Shit,” she said, getting a notice on her battlemap
that a pair of fighters were breaking off from the main engagement and heading
her way. She knew she had to get back down to street level or get roasted by
them, so she ran across one building and jumped to the next, chancing one more
before dropping off the edge and down out of sight…and landing on the back of a
Skarron elite below.
    Morgan didn’t even try to kill it, she just sent an Ikrid pulse into its mind that rendered it into a zombie. She
didn’t