Post by hk47fan on Jun 25, 2010 17:08:08 GMT -5
About nineteen years ago, there was a crew...a simple, small crew of a freighter, going about their daily business and attending to their duties. They were average people at the time, just trying to make it through life in the way that any normal person would.
But then the dark times came.
It was around this time that the Galactic Republic, which had stood for thousands of years, crippled. Chancellor Palpatine, now Emperor Palpatine, had overthrown freeom and created the Galactic Empire, setting in a government of corruption and control. His new Sith apprentice, Darth Vader, wiped out the peace-loving Jedi Order and helped Palpatine rule with an iron hand. They framed the Jedi, stating they were the cause for all of this.
The crew of the Killer were no heroes...not at the time. However, while they may not have been warriors, they still had decency and knew that what the Empire was saying couldn't be true...they set out to get to the bottom of it.
Little did they know, it was the start of an amazing journey.
They met many new friends.
"I'm Scout," she said. "And that's all you need to know right now. Follow me, and keep up."
Some of them were Jedi on the run...Jedi Padawans that had barely escaped the Purge, and knew Vader all too well. Sora Trok, the crew's Captain, vowed to help these Jedi, even if they didn't quite want it at the time.
But that wasn't all. They also met some friends who, to the public, shouldn't even be alive.
They were running out of time. Padmé need to hide. Where to hide, though?
"Dantooine," said Yané. "There are no Imperials there, and we can hide with the farmers."
Padmé nodded. "Dantooine sounds good."
So, with Scout, Jaskia Paine, Naos Redgrave, Nait Gash, Padme Amidala and her friends, at the Killer crew's side, it seemed that something of a rebellion against the Empire was brewing.
However, it wasn't that simple...there was alot of work to be done, and nothing was even official at the time. There was also alot of drama in-between.
Talek Dano and Fi Kal began to fall for each other...but with Sora having feelings for Fi, and his sister Trika having feelings for Talek, things got a little complicated.
Especially because Talek Dano didn't even exist.
Selas stood.
"No. Talek was someone else. I am Selas Taban. Talek was a name I used to travel in my Mandalorian form."
He handed her a advanced medpac.
"I am a Sith."
The fact was, Vader wasn't the only enemy that they had to worry about. Selas Taban was a good man, but powers from above were interfering in his life...and this caused a whole other mess of chaos.
The Ghost Ship.
"Everyone grab a weapon. The bigger, the better."
The doors slid open, and a Imperial ran through, blood pouring down the front of his armor. He collapsed to the floor.
"Got... to get out... power g...gone. Experi...experiments loose...get out!"
He was dead.
Selas looked at the others.
"Lets go."
So, in a time of emergency, the crew had to rush and save their friends from this ship...it was a long and bloody battle, injuring many, and fighting mutants that most galactic citizens have never seen.
But, the crew and co. narrowly escaped, leaving the GS behind for the considerable future...however, at this point, everything had been getting more personal. Everyone had lost something at this point...everyone.
The Killer and its residents tried to stay a little more quiet now, they needed the rest after that insane Star Destroyer debacle. They retreated to a quiet, relatively unknown planet, finding some pirate allies in the process. For a short time, they had some peace.
And during this time...love was found.
Unconsiocusly, Sora hugged Padme and said "I am so sorry."
Padme buried her head into his chest, closing her eyes tightly, picturing the explosion years ago that killed Cordé.
For some reason as Sora held Padme in his arms he felt the feeling that he had felt towards those creatures when they tore through Nack's skin, the feeling he felt towards the Imperials when they hurt Fi.... the feeling of love.
***
She nodded. "Selas?" she asked. "Please do not do that again." She stood with him and stepped foreword, almost hesitantly. She laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes.
Selas put his arms around her shoulders and pulled her close, feeling her warm breath on his skin.
"Alright, babe.... I won't."
She wavered slightly on her feet, her wounds coming back to bite her. She buried her head in his chest. She wanted to stay there forever, letting him hold her, feeling his breath on her skin.
Selas stood, unmoving. He would not move unless made to. He was lost in the moment. Such moments meant the world to those which they belonged to.
***
Scout laughed, and pulled Naos in with her with the Force. It dawned on her that they were in the deep end. As they sunk, she opened her eyes, looking at Naos' face. Her hair floated around her. Naos and Scout held hands. Both of her hands clutching both of his, they sunk. Naos and Scout looked at each other, and she felt an urge to kiss him, something she had never done before. She didn't kiss him.
She smiled underwater.
Naos grabbed Scout and pulled her across the lake with him and they occasionally went up for air but kept going back down underwater.
As they went back down underwater, they used the Force to make us sink slowly towards the bottom. Scout put her hands on his shoulders and kissed him, slowly. His body gave in to the kiss, and she smiled, closing her eyes.
Naos gave into the kiss and put his arms around Scout, not stopping.
Sout's lungs started to burn from lack of air. They pushed themselves up to the surface again, but this time, they didn't go back down. She wasn't even aware that she was kissing him. It felt… natural.
However, despite this brief happiness for all of them, alot of trouble was still on the horizon. The being that attacked Selas was not going to let him escape, and Vader wasn't going to let any of them escape...the crew was found, and a battle erupted.
Darth Selas blocked his attack and stepped to the side, going for a side hit. Selas rolled to his left and hit the other with a Force Wave.
Darth Selas stood up and wiped the blood off his chin. He'd hit the wall face first. He returned fire. Using the Force, he picked up several chunks of stone and threw them at Selas.
They passed right through him.
Realization crept across the evil ones face. Selas could hurt him, but he couldnt hurt Selas.
He had to get out.
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Selas walked up to his dark half. What he said next shocked DS.
"Join me."
His dark half looked at him like he was crazy.
"Join me." he repeated.
"Never!"
Once again: "Join me."
"I cant. You know this. There is no choice involved in my being. I cannot be anything-"
"Yes there was."
"What?"
"There was a choice involved. YOU chose to be evil. YOU chose to instill the dark powers within yourself."
"I had to come alive somehow!"
Selas closed his eyes. "If you were meant to live, then why did you die?"
Silence.
"Because you were meant to die. This darkness in you, yes, it is you. But was that what you really wanted? Do you want a life of pain, hate, agner? Of loss, of destruction? Do you?"
Darth Selas went to his knees. Shockingly, he began to cry.
"No. It's not what I want. I want the same life everyone has."
Selas walked over to him and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Then join me. Fight the dark seed that grows in your heart. Help me to fight them. Redeem yourself."
Darth Selas looked at him.
"Will it give me peace?"
Selas looked back.
"Will it give you peace?"
Darth Selas thought, then nodded.
"I feel it will."
They stood up.
"Then let us go to battle, as freinds... and as brothers."
They ran towards the Imperials.
For now, that problem was taken care of...but the battle on Lok was yet another vicious one. Vader found out that his presumably dead wife, Padme, lived...and he also found out that Sora, was in fact, his half-brother. He attempted to convert Scout and Padme to the Dark Side, but thankfully, everyone escaped in time.
But although everyone made it off Lok...one crew member was in danger.
Fi had been spying on the Imperials, and in the end, it had gotten her captured. Vader tortured Fi, using such power on her that she was the person that ended up joining the Dark Side. Vader lured some of the crew into a trap on his Star Destroyer, and it led to a duel most shocking, with an even more surprising end.
Something bubbled to the surface. A small childhood memory. Playing with her brother in the backyard of her parent's home. Playing baseball, striking him out with ease. Playing ring-around-the-rosie at three years of age. Telling her father that when she was older she would join the army and make everyone proud at age twelve.
Selas had given something to her. He had given her something else to care for and love. He had given her a baby. And that was the most wondrous thing in the Galaxy. She couldn't go like this. She shouldn't have a baby. Not after this. She would only shame it.
She stopped and lowered her fighting stance. Tears blurred her sight. She gestured to Selas' lightsaber, and it flew to her hand. She held it to her temple and drew a shaky breath. Slowly, her eyes returned to their original color.
"I'm sorry, Selas."
With that she pressed the emitter, waiting for death to come.
Selas had no time to think, much less act. His saber flew into Fi's hand and she looked at him. raising the saber to her head.
"Noooooooooooo!!!!!!" Selas screamed, and leap towards her. He wouldnt make it in time...
Sora emerged from the hallway to see what was going on with Selas and Fi after killing one of the last stormtroopers. He turned to see Fi putting a lightsaber to her forehead and he knew what she was going to do.
Selas leaped at her but Sora knew he wouldn't make it in time. He had to do something now, and without even a thought he set his blaster on stun and fired it at Fi. He had to do something. It might hurt her a little but at least she would not die.
Fi ended up comatose, but in the end, came out alright. However, a tragedy occured that sent ripples through everyone: Scout had sacrificed herself on the Star Destroyer, letting herself get captured, and tormented her in even worse ways than he did to Fi.
He looked to Scout, who seemed to already be effected by the device, then looked back to the guard "My first order is to erase all memories of the boy Jedi, Naos. Her mind should be filled with them. I want every single one of them gone. Completely. This boy has proved a problem with turning Scout, and she has some kind of emotion for him. But I will have none of that. Make it to where in her mind he does not exist..." the Sith Lord commanded.
"Yessir," he said.
Scout felt a certain tugging in her mind. In the next heartbeat, she let out a moan as the memories were extracted. She tried to fight it, tried it with all of her willpower. "No!" she moaned. "I'm not going to lose him! No!"
Unfortunately for Scout, Vader's ways worked on her...but as he finished completely brainwashing Scout, he distracted the crew by making them think that she was dead.
Naos used Force Jump to his advantage, and leaped up the stairs, right behind Jaskia. Nait was after him, then Sora and the Clones.
Once he was up he briefly glanced around the room and darted to the cells. But something else caught his eye....
a torture room. And with Scout lying right on the torture bed, unmoving.
Jaskia let out a small scream of fear and ran to her side. She put two fingers to her neck, which was scabbed and bruised. Blood matted her hair, at least more than three bones were broken. She had this crisp air about her, like she had been burned bad. "Scout, c'mon, talk to me," she muttered, even though she couldn't feel the pulse.
She was dead.
Even though they realized soon enough that Scout was actually alive, this tore everyone apart. Some, such as Sora, remained stable...but Jaskia had finally reached her limit. She and Nait got into a huge fight, before she left the crew.
However, she wasn't done yet. While Sora and the others went to Aldeeran and teamed up with Mon Mothma and Bail Organa to create the Rebel Alliance, she seeked out some old comrades.
And another group was formed: The Ghosts.
It was odd not having her bond with them any more. After she had severed it, she had been racked with pain, consumed by the whiplash that hit anyone who dared sever it. Now, though, Jaskia felt better. Almost whole again. Her head lay on the shiny metallic table, and looking out of the corner of her eye, she saw part of her reflection. The bright lights bouncing off of the table hurt her eyes, but she took it in without squinting. Next to her sat Olee Starstone, a friend from the past. And in front of them, Ni Yurik, their tactician.
“It was nice,” Olee mused, “that the pirates let us keep one of their flagships.”
“Never in my life had I dreamed I would associate with pirates,” Ni said. “I always thought they were vile, and cruel.”
“It’s their way of life,” Jaskia said, lifting her head up from the table of their new capital ship, the BlueFire. “Plus, Master Gallia and Ulu Ulix are on their side, now. They’ve got our loyalty, now, and we have theirs. They’ll come help us if we need it.”
“After all, you guys did defend Lok,” Olee pointed out. She put her hands on the table. “Right, so what’s our next move?” she asked nobody in particular.
“Depends, how many Jedi do we have?” Ni asked.
“Counting us…” Jaskia did the math. “Eight. Me, you, you, Roan Shryne, Kaima, Adi Gallia, the Bothan, and Ulu Ulix.”
While Jaskia continued to build up the Ghosts, the Rebels reached out to try to get a couple new allies...but someone was on their tail:
Lady Cerasi.
Cerasi tracked them down to Naboo, where they were meeting with Queen Apailiana, and stayed a mighty attack. It led to a duel with Naos, and she was revealed as the brainwashed Scout.
Suddenly he raised his lightsaber and jumped up in the air and held the lightsaber up as he was going to stab Cerasi, and as she shifted her lightsaber into a different defensive position Naos used that chance to send his right hand out and suddenly Cerasi was thrust back into the wall of a building.
Naos's feet landed on the ground and he slowly walked toward her. Her helmet was heavily cracked, as Naos had put alot of energy into that push. He slowly walked right up to her as she re-cooperated, and he used his lightsaber to cut the small thing on her neck that held her armour together. It all went tumbling to the ground and Naos could feel anger emitting from her.
He smirked, but the smirk went away the second Cerasi took off her helmet, and he dropped his lightsaber to the ground, standing perfectly still....
This revelation was one more devastating blow to the crew, and what made it worse was that Cerasi ended up escaping...it took two more years until she was finally brought back to their side.
"It's not like the Force is the best thing in the world. For a long time I lived without it, and only have a sample of it now. Nait taught me how to use what small Force power I had. Nait Gash. Your brother. He's your family....and Scout, we aren't related biologically, but....I consider you my family. We are very similar, and you've been like....a daughter to me. Your family left you, mine did....I was betrayed by my mother, you were betrayed by Anakin....we can relate. Both of us have gone through extremely hard times and are now." Sora explained, and then looked down for several seconds
He looked back up and stared right into her eyes "And I'm sorry that I never came....I wanted to, but if I did....we'd just get killed and the Galaxy's last hope would be squandered, and you would be Cerasi forever."
She looked up, staring defiantly at a spot in front of her. “I want to trust you,” she confessed. “I really, truly do. But I can’t. I can’t sort all these memories out: it’s scary. It feels like my head’s about to burst in two…”
She held it with her right hand and almost moaned at the pain. Sora’s face was swimming in and out of view. She focused on her fingernails, short and dirty, cut down low. She focused on the particles of dirt, willing everything around her to stop moving for the moment. But she could see the ocean below her, and it made her sick to her stomach. She squeezed her eyes closed, but that just made it worse.
The feeling was like the one where you spin around too much and if you suddenly stop, you’re off balance and fall. She felt just like that. As the world tilted downwards at a slope, she painfully hit her knee on the corner of the maintenance perch, and only a quick grab from Sora saved her from the long fall down.
“Everything’s dizzy,” she confessed. She looked him in the eyes, anguished. Her gaze became unfocused again, and the silent, painful throbbing in her body suddenly got more pronounced. She hissed in pain and pressed her bruised back against the wall, though her armor prevented her from feeling it. “Why’s it all dizzy?” she wondered in a monotone, unconsciously throwing her shoulders back as if she could escape the pain.
Sixteen years passed, and the Rebels continued to fight...eventually, while trying to destroy the Death Star, they met up with Jaskia again, and the Ghosts and Rebels finally teamed up. With them together, the Empire didn't stand a chance.
Eventually, they had to take out the second Death Star. Luke and Scout fought Vader and the Emperor one last time...and at long last, Palpatine was killed. Scout stabbed him, and finally, Vader returned to the Light Side...Scout nearly died while fighting Palpatine, so Anakin gave his life, sending all his energy to her, so she could live.
The war looked to be over...were the dark times ending?
No, they weren't...the Rebels had many more problems to deal with. After Endor, they prepared to head to Coruscant...but with the Empire gone, many were after all of them.
Han ducked.
The vibro-dagger narrowly missed his head. Han rolled across the floor, made it to his feet and pulled out his blaster. He went to pull the trigger but his attacker kicked it out of his hands with a spinning roundhouse kick. The blaster flew across the floor. There was no way to get to it. It was hand to hand combat or death now.
For at least 30 seconds the men stared into each others eyes, each of them trying to unnerve his opponent. Han made the first move. He threw a punch straight at the man's jaw, but the assailant ducked, grabbed Han's arm and twisted it. This sent Han into a forward somersalt and he soon found himself on his back. Han then noticed his attackerraising his foot to stamp it straight down on his face.
"Not good!" Han muttered
Han tilted his head to the side, he boot narrowly missing his head. He had to get out of this fast. He looked up.
"Ofcourse!" He thought to himself
He rolled backwards onto his neck and delivered a powerhouse of a thrust kick straight up and into the mans groin. The man fell, moaning in agony. Han rushed to his feet, and grabbed his blaster.
Rebel troops began running down the corridor.
"General Solo! Are you all right!"
"Me? Oh... I'm fine..." He panted, trying to catch his breath. "It could be worse... I could be this guy!" He pointed at his attacker who was still writhing in agony.
"What should we do with him?"
"Question him. What else?" Han smiled. He had done his job. It wasn't as graceful as he would hav liked but he had done it nonetheless. Home One was safe. Not that he ever believed it to be in danger in the first place. He was just strolling along daydreaming of the happy days that were to come, when this guy, an asassin by the looks of him, jumped him from behind.
"Over my dead body!" The asassin grunted.
He pulled to pills from out of nowhere it seemed and swallowed them. He began to foam at the mouth and within seconds he was stone cold dead.
Han stood thre in shocked. What had just happened.
"Alright," He said to the men, "I want every inch of this place checked. Try and find out how this guy got in."
"Yes sir."
"Anyone needs me...Ill be in medbay."
That was only the beginning...attempted assasinations took place all over the Home One, as the Galaxy began to get very unstable. However, with new friends to help the heroes already known, the Rebels pressed on.
Sem trained once more. She was doing her best to best the drone for the hundredth time today. Yet she still wasn't sensitive enough at times. It still hit her one in ten times. At this she grated her teeth and found more resolve to continue.
She wouldn't fail this time, never again.
Yet most of what she did resolved around one hope, the hope that Jaskia would trust her, and give her a mission like she often did with the rest.
Of course, the fact that she was still too young eluded her generally, but it was this hope that drove her ever onward.
There were still times when she grieved for those that died on Endor. She knew only a few, for she became one of the ghosts only a while before the battle, but with those she did know, she formed strong friendships.
She wisked of a strand of her hair and brought her saber to a highguard once more. The drone wouldn't even touch her this time.
***
Wey sat in the pilots chair of The Fallen Warrior it was a fairly large pilots compartment, designed for a group of four to pilot, co pilot, man the sensors and use the main weaponry. But Wey had jerry rigged two R2 units to do the secondary tasks for him. The ship was a heavily modified Correlian C205 Assault Gunship (uncanon) it was about 30 meters long, and had a similar basic design to the more common Correllian Corvette but was sleeker, smaller, and More heavily armed and armored.
Wey slumped in his seat, he had been waiting for the past four hours to get permission to land in the hanger bay of Home One. "They send me a message about a high paying job, and then don't let me dock!" One of the R2s dome swiveled around and it beeped quickly. The translation appeared on the holoscreen in front of Wey "No E5 I have not forgotten about the assassination attempt, i was just complaining because I'm annoyed. I do understand there reasoning I'm just annoyed that some one had to get attacked right before i get here." E5 beeped again "Yes, humans are confusing I agree totally. I'm going to go to the fresher, get me if we are given docking permissions."
Wey got out of the chair stretched and walked back to the fresher. There was one main hallway through the ship that at the back split into a ladder the way down lead to the cargo bay, and the upper portion to the engine maintenance area. In the center of the main hallway it widened a good amount into the "dining room" and kitchen, it was small and designed very efficiently. off of the kitchen there where three more hallways two went off to perpendicularly from the main corridor, and the third was a ladder going up from the side of the room. The one on the left lead to the freshers, and personnel chambers. the one on the right lead to the prisoner chambers, and to the maintenance and smaller cargo chamber. The ladder lead to another small room directly above the kitchen, that housed the weapons and security controls.
Wey went through the main corridor and went to the fresher, he got out after a bit and glanced at himself in the mirror. He was fairly tall at 6'5 and had blond hair that was kept shortly cut, his eyes where green with a small brown ring around the pupil. He had a large build but still appeared to be fairly mobile. he had a few small scars on both arms, and one on his cheek, and a long scar running from his knee down to his ankle.
He went back to the pilot compartment, and as soon as he got there the com unit beeped "perfect timing" he sat down and flipped on the com unit "Fallen Warrior this is Home One Before we give you permission to dock what weapons are on board and mounted to you're ship" Wey raised an eyebrow "Why would you need that, can't you just do a sensor scan for energy output?" "Don't argue..." the speaker paused for a moment as though looking at some information "Wey Sole, just tell us you're armament" Wey rolled his eyes "Ok, my ship is armed with four quad laser batteries, a dual linked light turbolaser turret, and four concussion missile tubes. On board I have three vibroswords, 6 blaster pistols, two blaster rifles, a laser rifle, and a rocket launcher." "thank you Wey Sole, and yes we could and have scanned for energy output, but this was more an honesty test then anything else. I'm sending you information on you're docking port and route now" Wey stared at the screen "an honesty test? they can't be serious"
Hr grabbed the controls and maneuvered the ship on to its course and docked with the port, feeling the low thump as the tubes connected. He stood up and went over to the cargo bay, and climbed through the connector tube. There where three guards waiting for him "Come with us Mr. Sol, we'll escort you to you're quarters, you'll be called to the briefing in a short time." "alright lead on"
With these people and more at their side, the Rebels strength was growing...they also encountered a few friends from the past, such as Selas, who had come back from the dead after dying on Dxun.
There were a few more tragedies along the way, but they eventually managed to take back Coruscant...they also encountered the Ghost Ship once again, and they had to board the crazy ship again.
This time, however, it was destroyed for good.
The New Republic was established and the Imperials fleed, but a new problem cropped up: The Hutts had decided to try to get a good stake in the Galaxy themselves.
To do this, they captured Princess Tina Von Amberg and held her for ransom...what they didn't know that she was a con-artist, but nonetheless, the NR vowed that they needed to be stopped, and the Jedi offered their assistance.
Back on the Karrde, with Karrde. Rescuing damned spoiled royalty which can't help itself, ah the noble life of the jedi.
I just hope that Jaskia will get better. She seems calmer now thankfully. The pain that throbbed trough the link on Coruscant now almost gone.
My master was never weak, and she will get better, has to...
Sem tried to clear her mind with the meditating techniques thought to her by the jedi over the time she was with them.
But as always she failed, this time her succes was the same as ever since the battle of Coruscant.
Unable to focus, but she tried nonetheless.
It was a weird sensation to not be wearing her usual clothing, a jumpsuit or anything similar.
Karrde asked his "guests" to be with him on a formal dinner tonight. And along with the invitation she found a dress.
She frowned at the opalescent faint blue fabric thinking how impractical it would have to be to move, run, let alone fight in the thing. But at the same time she caught herself liking how the fabric felt, even looking into the mirror once. Something she denied to herself as quickly as she thought of it.
Still a smile crept over her lips for a second..it would be interesting to see Li in a suit, since she was sure he got something more formal as well. And Lando would be just as dashing as always, of that she didn't have a doubt.
She stood up and almost killed herself on the shoes that accompanied the dress, hoping never to be forced to walk on similar ones ever again.
She breathed in deep and went out of the cabin, carefully going over to the larger, Karrde's private areas of the ship.
Hopefully he would have something to tell them during the "meeting" as well.
However, this adventure would prove to have more emotional value for Sem than she knew at the time...eventually, her and her good friend Li Storm got captured by Narduk the Hutt himself. Wey was also there, under the name "Jinek", and that was when everything exploded...quite literally. Sem also encountered a face from her past there, someone she never wanted to see again.
"Why would the Princess, or the Prince for that matter, let such a puny man like you have access to their fortune?!" Narduk bellowed
"Because the Princess is my servant, you ignorant slug!" Derm Keish snapped, he'd finally have it out with him, let everyone know about the scheme, if he had to go down, Tina and Cain were going down with him. "Princess Tina Von Amberg is simply an employee, albeit an adult one, who I placed in the royal family, both her and Prince Cain Hesser are fakes deployed by me. You did not kidnap real royalty, Narduk, you simply kidnapped faux royalty."
"You have to be kidding me. Can't you finally get out of my life you bitchfaced trandoshan offspring? If it weren't bad enough before. The moment I managed to get of your life, you waltz right back in. You will pay Keish, you will pay a bloody big lot and I'll be the one that will make you pay."
"Kid, I honestly don't care about you. But I'm sure there might be a buyer or two out there. Ghostlings have always been a rarity, now excuse us while we do busineness."
"I said you will PAY!" Sem screamed, and a weird droning sound filled the room. Static was rising and suddenly flashed out in an arc from the handcuf's on the jedi's hands, scorching skin, and flew into the nearest guards, making them fall to the ground screaming in anguish.
Sem slowly meticulously got up, ignoring the array of blasters trained on her.
Her voice almost a whisper now continued.
"And when I Say pay, I mean pay."
Lightning cackled in her arm as she pointed at the remaining guards.
"Want to play?"
Unfortunately for Sem, there was no time for that. Things unraveled quickly as a huge fight broke out...Tina had also escaped, courtesy of the mythical Cyan Feros, and Wey caused the palace to literally cave in while fighting Jaster Fett.
He smiled slightly as the grenade detonated, and was shocked when Jaster got back up Damn he's good he barely finished the thought before his danger since spiked and he saw the tell tale plume of a missile.
he close his eyes and drew fully on the force. He felt his perception expand multi-fold and he saw the force auras of everything even behind his closed eyes. he pulled his blaster up, and as the missile reached the half way point he pulled the trigger. A single bolt flew out and with the force to aim it struck the missile dead center, causing a massive explosion. The entire process took less then a second.
This ended the Hutt threat, for a time being, but the fact was...there were still many new enemies to the NR cropping up, ready to take them on.
The Lady in Blue froze for a minute, and turned to look at the merc. "You can call me....Mona." she said cooly "Or if that doesn't work for you, its Lady in Blue, thats what most know me as."
With that, she turned around and continued walking throughout the building.
***
Lumiya stood atop one of the many buildings on Coruscant, and stared at the Jedi Temple far in the distance...rebuilt in such a short amount of time, and again inhabiting so many Knights, Padawans, and Masters. That Jaskia Paine...she ruined everything by building her little army and killing the Emperor,and no one had even bothered to take care of her yet. She'd fix that, but she had bigger fish to fry.
Such as Olee Starstone.
Lumiya despised all Jedi, but she was probably the one she hated the most. She gave Lumiya her scars, and ruined her for so long...but now it'd be Lumiya who ruins her. She was going to hunt her down herself and find her, and make her pay. Of course she didn't want to kill her just yet, it'd be too simple. First, she's going to mess with her mind, then go in for the kill.
Things are about to get worse. For Olee and her little followers.
***
He had his nose pressed to the glass, all concentration on the one called Selas and the man in the white robes. He almost didn't hear the voice... and he thought it was Mona. When he asked if she'd spoken, she shook her head.
Kuuuuurt...
"What the hell?" he whispered.
Hello, Kurt. Seems I finally got your attention.
"Who're you?"
I'm an old.... friend of those people in there. To be precise, the one called Selas and the one called Cyan. That bastard. Does He think he can keep me away from what is rightfully mine?! DOES HE?!!!?
Kurt walked away from the window and leaned against the wall. He was getting a headache.
I want you to do something for me, if you will. And I will reward you greatly.
"Like what?"
There was silence for a few moments... and then...
I want you to kill Selas Taban.
***
"Jenn." A familiar voice chimed, "Glad to see you have finally made it. Our 'guests' will be here shortly." Prince Xizor looked at the other three women I brought. Jan, Allison and Arthren. "Ahhh but I see you have brought a few freinds of your own."
"Yes." Jenn said triumphantly, "We seek a partnership."
"And that you shall have." He replied, "We just need to make sure any of you have no ties to the Jedi or the New Republic. Or... the Sith." His eyes stopped on Jan, "I am willing to let your little run in with Lumiya go, so long as you are loyal." He then looked at each of them, "If you are loyal to me, then I am loyal to you. Ladies... welcome to the Black Sun."
The NR took all of these people on head-first, and in the process, some more love was even found....
The transport had taken off now...it was off Coruscant, and it couldn't turn back or come back now....on its way to Onderon, far from the core of the Galaxy and the capital of the New Republic....
Tina watched as it flew off into the sky. She was just glad I wasn't on it when it took off...at the last minute, she had apologized to Cain, and left the transport...he was still on it, heading for Onderon. A part of her felt a bit bad for him, which was unusual for a girl like herself, but she knew exactly what she had to do.
Find Cyan.
Tina couldn't let him get away from her, she just couldn't. Maybe....what she shouted when Kurt was about to kill Cain and her was true. She hadn't known Cyan for years, but she had been at his side for so long....maybe she actually did love him, as obscene as that would seem. And she didn't know what would happen, but she had to find him.
She ran throughout the streets of Coruscant, pushing people aside as she ran. "Hang on Cyan, I'm coming!" Tina exclaimed outloud.
***
Sem looked up from her bookbites. Curiously glancing at Li.
"I don't play Dejaric. Never liked the monsters. But if you know Sabaac I'll play you. No bets, just a friendly game."
Not waiting for him to answer, she went into the back of the ship and rummaged around for a while until she found a deck of sabaac cards and a holo board.
Many would think that Sem had the advantage in a game like this, but she was in for a shock. Yeah back on Nar Shaddaa Li wa slike the little lost boy, but Sabaac was one thing he did know about. Master Ni had a playful love of the gambling game, and ove rthe years as he trained as his student. Li practicly outmatched even him now. But although it involved some skill the majority of the game was luck. He just had to play ha cards like and avoid being the Idiot. Hopefully the randomizer would be on his side.
"Oh?" Li inquired with a devilish smile, "You're on."
***
The assassin suddenly found herself on the ground, tackled. The twi'lek fought for a moment, fighting both with her mind and the person holding her down. She looked her attacker in the face and froze.
"Ce..leste?"
"Dahling...dahling...do you remember me?" Celeste asked in shock, this woman had seemed to have completely and utterly lost her mind, and had been an emotionless servant since Master Vel Aath fully transformed her into a cold person "It is me...Celeste...we've worked together for many years, dahling."
"Celeste? I, I remember. We used to have a secret, some secret that was both wonderful and terrible, but I don't know what it was, I don't even know who I am!"
***
Everyone all went off to work on various parts of the ship. Han focussed on the Hyperdrive, That would be vital in our escape. After co-ordinating his efforts with Chewie for a while he began to weld back on a few gaskets that had gotten knocked off when they took the blast. He could do nothing until he was finished, so ha decided to help the others.
Leia insisted she didn't need any and Han wa sabout to move on whenever to pulled out the wrong wire and its began sparking out at her. She fell backwards straight on to him. He in turn fell backwards to, luckily onto a chair rather than the ground. She was cradled in he arms.
"Let go!" She shouted angrily. She fell on to Han! What did she expect him to do, just let her fall?
"Don't get excited!"
"Captain. bing held by you isn't quite enough to get me excited!" She replied, her face red. Was she furious or was she blushing?
"Sorry sweetheart," Han said as he pushed her up, "I don't have time for anything else."
Han left her to her work and moved into the cargo hold, where Lando and Marlena were taking a quick break to get some food. "Mind if I join you?"
Through all the fights, through all the tragedies....
Takk heard a feint beeping noise. And looked around to see what looked like a bomb. "Oh no..." he whispered. He looked at the timer, five seconds.
He wouldn't make it, there was no point running. "STOP!" Takk shouted, so that they both froze. None of them would be affected by the blast. For him... it was the end... and he would never drag Alsia down with me.
5
4
3
"Alsia..." Takk said as he looked into her eyes.
2
"I love you..."
1
There was an loud bang and Takk began falling, the platfrom falling with him. He grabbed onto the railing, even though he knew he was done for.
His vision faded as his life flashed before his eyes.
Then Takk saw her. Mother...
She smiled at me, and stretched out her hand. I stretched mine out to grab it. Then she began to fade. She got further away. I felt myself panic. I felt tears well up in my eyes. I didn't know if I was dead yet. But darkness was enveloping me. My mother was almost out of sight now.
No! Takk cried. NO! Come back to me! Mom, come back, come back.... please... please mom... I'm afraid... please don't leave me... come back...
She had completely vanished.
And then there was nothing at all...
***
"Padme....I want you to know..." Sora told her as he cried "I will always love you. I will never forget you...never. You'll always be in my heart, and you will be...until the day...I die. I don't think anyone else will ever have my heart and my soul like you did. I know no one won't. You're my soulmate, Padme, now and forever."
She nodded, crying herself. "I'm going to miss you so much...because I truly do love you...with all of my heart. But, I'll always be there for you...when you feel defeated, when you feel down...I'll be there. And when your time comes...Sora...I'll be there wai....waiting..." she told him, but it was obvious that the poison was taking its full effect.
"Padme...please......don't leave me! Padme!" Sora screamed at the top of his lungs. "PADME!"
"I.....I love you." she said simply.
With that, her eyes closed...and Padme Amidala Skywalker Trok, Sora's soulmate...the love of his life....died in his arms.
They survived. They made it through, they were strong enough to make it through.
However, now, they may not be able to.
Sora Trok, a famed hero of the Republic, has fallen, and has taken complete control of the New Republic...he is becoming worse and worse by the day, and already has tried to arrest the people he once called his friends.
They were forced to leave, to escape and go on the run.
So now, the fight is on once more...a fight that will be long, hard, and even more difficult than anyone knows. They, and many others they don't even know yet, will have to go up against a man they all loved, and who knows who else.
Overcoming the dark times is going to be harder than it ever was before.
But then the dark times came.
It was around this time that the Galactic Republic, which had stood for thousands of years, crippled. Chancellor Palpatine, now Emperor Palpatine, had overthrown freeom and created the Galactic Empire, setting in a government of corruption and control. His new Sith apprentice, Darth Vader, wiped out the peace-loving Jedi Order and helped Palpatine rule with an iron hand. They framed the Jedi, stating they were the cause for all of this.
The crew of the Killer were no heroes...not at the time. However, while they may not have been warriors, they still had decency and knew that what the Empire was saying couldn't be true...they set out to get to the bottom of it.
Little did they know, it was the start of an amazing journey.
They met many new friends.
"I'm Scout," she said. "And that's all you need to know right now. Follow me, and keep up."
Some of them were Jedi on the run...Jedi Padawans that had barely escaped the Purge, and knew Vader all too well. Sora Trok, the crew's Captain, vowed to help these Jedi, even if they didn't quite want it at the time.
But that wasn't all. They also met some friends who, to the public, shouldn't even be alive.
They were running out of time. Padmé need to hide. Where to hide, though?
"Dantooine," said Yané. "There are no Imperials there, and we can hide with the farmers."
Padmé nodded. "Dantooine sounds good."
So, with Scout, Jaskia Paine, Naos Redgrave, Nait Gash, Padme Amidala and her friends, at the Killer crew's side, it seemed that something of a rebellion against the Empire was brewing.
However, it wasn't that simple...there was alot of work to be done, and nothing was even official at the time. There was also alot of drama in-between.
Talek Dano and Fi Kal began to fall for each other...but with Sora having feelings for Fi, and his sister Trika having feelings for Talek, things got a little complicated.
Especially because Talek Dano didn't even exist.
Selas stood.
"No. Talek was someone else. I am Selas Taban. Talek was a name I used to travel in my Mandalorian form."
He handed her a advanced medpac.
"I am a Sith."
The fact was, Vader wasn't the only enemy that they had to worry about. Selas Taban was a good man, but powers from above were interfering in his life...and this caused a whole other mess of chaos.
The Ghost Ship.
"Everyone grab a weapon. The bigger, the better."
The doors slid open, and a Imperial ran through, blood pouring down the front of his armor. He collapsed to the floor.
"Got... to get out... power g...gone. Experi...experiments loose...get out!"
He was dead.
Selas looked at the others.
"Lets go."
So, in a time of emergency, the crew had to rush and save their friends from this ship...it was a long and bloody battle, injuring many, and fighting mutants that most galactic citizens have never seen.
But, the crew and co. narrowly escaped, leaving the GS behind for the considerable future...however, at this point, everything had been getting more personal. Everyone had lost something at this point...everyone.
The Killer and its residents tried to stay a little more quiet now, they needed the rest after that insane Star Destroyer debacle. They retreated to a quiet, relatively unknown planet, finding some pirate allies in the process. For a short time, they had some peace.
And during this time...love was found.
Unconsiocusly, Sora hugged Padme and said "I am so sorry."
Padme buried her head into his chest, closing her eyes tightly, picturing the explosion years ago that killed Cordé.
For some reason as Sora held Padme in his arms he felt the feeling that he had felt towards those creatures when they tore through Nack's skin, the feeling he felt towards the Imperials when they hurt Fi.... the feeling of love.
***
She nodded. "Selas?" she asked. "Please do not do that again." She stood with him and stepped foreword, almost hesitantly. She laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes.
Selas put his arms around her shoulders and pulled her close, feeling her warm breath on his skin.
"Alright, babe.... I won't."
She wavered slightly on her feet, her wounds coming back to bite her. She buried her head in his chest. She wanted to stay there forever, letting him hold her, feeling his breath on her skin.
Selas stood, unmoving. He would not move unless made to. He was lost in the moment. Such moments meant the world to those which they belonged to.
***
Scout laughed, and pulled Naos in with her with the Force. It dawned on her that they were in the deep end. As they sunk, she opened her eyes, looking at Naos' face. Her hair floated around her. Naos and Scout held hands. Both of her hands clutching both of his, they sunk. Naos and Scout looked at each other, and she felt an urge to kiss him, something she had never done before. She didn't kiss him.
She smiled underwater.
Naos grabbed Scout and pulled her across the lake with him and they occasionally went up for air but kept going back down underwater.
As they went back down underwater, they used the Force to make us sink slowly towards the bottom. Scout put her hands on his shoulders and kissed him, slowly. His body gave in to the kiss, and she smiled, closing her eyes.
Naos gave into the kiss and put his arms around Scout, not stopping.
Sout's lungs started to burn from lack of air. They pushed themselves up to the surface again, but this time, they didn't go back down. She wasn't even aware that she was kissing him. It felt… natural.
However, despite this brief happiness for all of them, alot of trouble was still on the horizon. The being that attacked Selas was not going to let him escape, and Vader wasn't going to let any of them escape...the crew was found, and a battle erupted.
Darth Selas blocked his attack and stepped to the side, going for a side hit. Selas rolled to his left and hit the other with a Force Wave.
Darth Selas stood up and wiped the blood off his chin. He'd hit the wall face first. He returned fire. Using the Force, he picked up several chunks of stone and threw them at Selas.
They passed right through him.
Realization crept across the evil ones face. Selas could hurt him, but he couldnt hurt Selas.
He had to get out.
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Selas walked up to his dark half. What he said next shocked DS.
"Join me."
His dark half looked at him like he was crazy.
"Join me." he repeated.
"Never!"
Once again: "Join me."
"I cant. You know this. There is no choice involved in my being. I cannot be anything-"
"Yes there was."
"What?"
"There was a choice involved. YOU chose to be evil. YOU chose to instill the dark powers within yourself."
"I had to come alive somehow!"
Selas closed his eyes. "If you were meant to live, then why did you die?"
Silence.
"Because you were meant to die. This darkness in you, yes, it is you. But was that what you really wanted? Do you want a life of pain, hate, agner? Of loss, of destruction? Do you?"
Darth Selas went to his knees. Shockingly, he began to cry.
"No. It's not what I want. I want the same life everyone has."
Selas walked over to him and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Then join me. Fight the dark seed that grows in your heart. Help me to fight them. Redeem yourself."
Darth Selas looked at him.
"Will it give me peace?"
Selas looked back.
"Will it give you peace?"
Darth Selas thought, then nodded.
"I feel it will."
They stood up.
"Then let us go to battle, as freinds... and as brothers."
They ran towards the Imperials.
For now, that problem was taken care of...but the battle on Lok was yet another vicious one. Vader found out that his presumably dead wife, Padme, lived...and he also found out that Sora, was in fact, his half-brother. He attempted to convert Scout and Padme to the Dark Side, but thankfully, everyone escaped in time.
But although everyone made it off Lok...one crew member was in danger.
Fi had been spying on the Imperials, and in the end, it had gotten her captured. Vader tortured Fi, using such power on her that she was the person that ended up joining the Dark Side. Vader lured some of the crew into a trap on his Star Destroyer, and it led to a duel most shocking, with an even more surprising end.
Something bubbled to the surface. A small childhood memory. Playing with her brother in the backyard of her parent's home. Playing baseball, striking him out with ease. Playing ring-around-the-rosie at three years of age. Telling her father that when she was older she would join the army and make everyone proud at age twelve.
Selas had given something to her. He had given her something else to care for and love. He had given her a baby. And that was the most wondrous thing in the Galaxy. She couldn't go like this. She shouldn't have a baby. Not after this. She would only shame it.
She stopped and lowered her fighting stance. Tears blurred her sight. She gestured to Selas' lightsaber, and it flew to her hand. She held it to her temple and drew a shaky breath. Slowly, her eyes returned to their original color.
"I'm sorry, Selas."
With that she pressed the emitter, waiting for death to come.
Selas had no time to think, much less act. His saber flew into Fi's hand and she looked at him. raising the saber to her head.
"Noooooooooooo!!!!!!" Selas screamed, and leap towards her. He wouldnt make it in time...
Sora emerged from the hallway to see what was going on with Selas and Fi after killing one of the last stormtroopers. He turned to see Fi putting a lightsaber to her forehead and he knew what she was going to do.
Selas leaped at her but Sora knew he wouldn't make it in time. He had to do something now, and without even a thought he set his blaster on stun and fired it at Fi. He had to do something. It might hurt her a little but at least she would not die.
Fi ended up comatose, but in the end, came out alright. However, a tragedy occured that sent ripples through everyone: Scout had sacrificed herself on the Star Destroyer, letting herself get captured, and tormented her in even worse ways than he did to Fi.
He looked to Scout, who seemed to already be effected by the device, then looked back to the guard "My first order is to erase all memories of the boy Jedi, Naos. Her mind should be filled with them. I want every single one of them gone. Completely. This boy has proved a problem with turning Scout, and she has some kind of emotion for him. But I will have none of that. Make it to where in her mind he does not exist..." the Sith Lord commanded.
"Yessir," he said.
Scout felt a certain tugging in her mind. In the next heartbeat, she let out a moan as the memories were extracted. She tried to fight it, tried it with all of her willpower. "No!" she moaned. "I'm not going to lose him! No!"
Unfortunately for Scout, Vader's ways worked on her...but as he finished completely brainwashing Scout, he distracted the crew by making them think that she was dead.
Naos used Force Jump to his advantage, and leaped up the stairs, right behind Jaskia. Nait was after him, then Sora and the Clones.
Once he was up he briefly glanced around the room and darted to the cells. But something else caught his eye....
a torture room. And with Scout lying right on the torture bed, unmoving.
Jaskia let out a small scream of fear and ran to her side. She put two fingers to her neck, which was scabbed and bruised. Blood matted her hair, at least more than three bones were broken. She had this crisp air about her, like she had been burned bad. "Scout, c'mon, talk to me," she muttered, even though she couldn't feel the pulse.
She was dead.
Even though they realized soon enough that Scout was actually alive, this tore everyone apart. Some, such as Sora, remained stable...but Jaskia had finally reached her limit. She and Nait got into a huge fight, before she left the crew.
However, she wasn't done yet. While Sora and the others went to Aldeeran and teamed up with Mon Mothma and Bail Organa to create the Rebel Alliance, she seeked out some old comrades.
And another group was formed: The Ghosts.
It was odd not having her bond with them any more. After she had severed it, she had been racked with pain, consumed by the whiplash that hit anyone who dared sever it. Now, though, Jaskia felt better. Almost whole again. Her head lay on the shiny metallic table, and looking out of the corner of her eye, she saw part of her reflection. The bright lights bouncing off of the table hurt her eyes, but she took it in without squinting. Next to her sat Olee Starstone, a friend from the past. And in front of them, Ni Yurik, their tactician.
“It was nice,” Olee mused, “that the pirates let us keep one of their flagships.”
“Never in my life had I dreamed I would associate with pirates,” Ni said. “I always thought they were vile, and cruel.”
“It’s their way of life,” Jaskia said, lifting her head up from the table of their new capital ship, the BlueFire. “Plus, Master Gallia and Ulu Ulix are on their side, now. They’ve got our loyalty, now, and we have theirs. They’ll come help us if we need it.”
“After all, you guys did defend Lok,” Olee pointed out. She put her hands on the table. “Right, so what’s our next move?” she asked nobody in particular.
“Depends, how many Jedi do we have?” Ni asked.
“Counting us…” Jaskia did the math. “Eight. Me, you, you, Roan Shryne, Kaima, Adi Gallia, the Bothan, and Ulu Ulix.”
While Jaskia continued to build up the Ghosts, the Rebels reached out to try to get a couple new allies...but someone was on their tail:
Lady Cerasi.
Cerasi tracked them down to Naboo, where they were meeting with Queen Apailiana, and stayed a mighty attack. It led to a duel with Naos, and she was revealed as the brainwashed Scout.
Suddenly he raised his lightsaber and jumped up in the air and held the lightsaber up as he was going to stab Cerasi, and as she shifted her lightsaber into a different defensive position Naos used that chance to send his right hand out and suddenly Cerasi was thrust back into the wall of a building.
Naos's feet landed on the ground and he slowly walked toward her. Her helmet was heavily cracked, as Naos had put alot of energy into that push. He slowly walked right up to her as she re-cooperated, and he used his lightsaber to cut the small thing on her neck that held her armour together. It all went tumbling to the ground and Naos could feel anger emitting from her.
He smirked, but the smirk went away the second Cerasi took off her helmet, and he dropped his lightsaber to the ground, standing perfectly still....
This revelation was one more devastating blow to the crew, and what made it worse was that Cerasi ended up escaping...it took two more years until she was finally brought back to their side.
"It's not like the Force is the best thing in the world. For a long time I lived without it, and only have a sample of it now. Nait taught me how to use what small Force power I had. Nait Gash. Your brother. He's your family....and Scout, we aren't related biologically, but....I consider you my family. We are very similar, and you've been like....a daughter to me. Your family left you, mine did....I was betrayed by my mother, you were betrayed by Anakin....we can relate. Both of us have gone through extremely hard times and are now." Sora explained, and then looked down for several seconds
He looked back up and stared right into her eyes "And I'm sorry that I never came....I wanted to, but if I did....we'd just get killed and the Galaxy's last hope would be squandered, and you would be Cerasi forever."
She looked up, staring defiantly at a spot in front of her. “I want to trust you,” she confessed. “I really, truly do. But I can’t. I can’t sort all these memories out: it’s scary. It feels like my head’s about to burst in two…”
She held it with her right hand and almost moaned at the pain. Sora’s face was swimming in and out of view. She focused on her fingernails, short and dirty, cut down low. She focused on the particles of dirt, willing everything around her to stop moving for the moment. But she could see the ocean below her, and it made her sick to her stomach. She squeezed her eyes closed, but that just made it worse.
The feeling was like the one where you spin around too much and if you suddenly stop, you’re off balance and fall. She felt just like that. As the world tilted downwards at a slope, she painfully hit her knee on the corner of the maintenance perch, and only a quick grab from Sora saved her from the long fall down.
“Everything’s dizzy,” she confessed. She looked him in the eyes, anguished. Her gaze became unfocused again, and the silent, painful throbbing in her body suddenly got more pronounced. She hissed in pain and pressed her bruised back against the wall, though her armor prevented her from feeling it. “Why’s it all dizzy?” she wondered in a monotone, unconsciously throwing her shoulders back as if she could escape the pain.
Sixteen years passed, and the Rebels continued to fight...eventually, while trying to destroy the Death Star, they met up with Jaskia again, and the Ghosts and Rebels finally teamed up. With them together, the Empire didn't stand a chance.
Eventually, they had to take out the second Death Star. Luke and Scout fought Vader and the Emperor one last time...and at long last, Palpatine was killed. Scout stabbed him, and finally, Vader returned to the Light Side...Scout nearly died while fighting Palpatine, so Anakin gave his life, sending all his energy to her, so she could live.
The war looked to be over...were the dark times ending?
No, they weren't...the Rebels had many more problems to deal with. After Endor, they prepared to head to Coruscant...but with the Empire gone, many were after all of them.
Han ducked.
The vibro-dagger narrowly missed his head. Han rolled across the floor, made it to his feet and pulled out his blaster. He went to pull the trigger but his attacker kicked it out of his hands with a spinning roundhouse kick. The blaster flew across the floor. There was no way to get to it. It was hand to hand combat or death now.
For at least 30 seconds the men stared into each others eyes, each of them trying to unnerve his opponent. Han made the first move. He threw a punch straight at the man's jaw, but the assailant ducked, grabbed Han's arm and twisted it. This sent Han into a forward somersalt and he soon found himself on his back. Han then noticed his attackerraising his foot to stamp it straight down on his face.
"Not good!" Han muttered
Han tilted his head to the side, he boot narrowly missing his head. He had to get out of this fast. He looked up.
"Ofcourse!" He thought to himself
He rolled backwards onto his neck and delivered a powerhouse of a thrust kick straight up and into the mans groin. The man fell, moaning in agony. Han rushed to his feet, and grabbed his blaster.
Rebel troops began running down the corridor.
"General Solo! Are you all right!"
"Me? Oh... I'm fine..." He panted, trying to catch his breath. "It could be worse... I could be this guy!" He pointed at his attacker who was still writhing in agony.
"What should we do with him?"
"Question him. What else?" Han smiled. He had done his job. It wasn't as graceful as he would hav liked but he had done it nonetheless. Home One was safe. Not that he ever believed it to be in danger in the first place. He was just strolling along daydreaming of the happy days that were to come, when this guy, an asassin by the looks of him, jumped him from behind.
"Over my dead body!" The asassin grunted.
He pulled to pills from out of nowhere it seemed and swallowed them. He began to foam at the mouth and within seconds he was stone cold dead.
Han stood thre in shocked. What had just happened.
"Alright," He said to the men, "I want every inch of this place checked. Try and find out how this guy got in."
"Yes sir."
"Anyone needs me...Ill be in medbay."
That was only the beginning...attempted assasinations took place all over the Home One, as the Galaxy began to get very unstable. However, with new friends to help the heroes already known, the Rebels pressed on.
Sem trained once more. She was doing her best to best the drone for the hundredth time today. Yet she still wasn't sensitive enough at times. It still hit her one in ten times. At this she grated her teeth and found more resolve to continue.
She wouldn't fail this time, never again.
Yet most of what she did resolved around one hope, the hope that Jaskia would trust her, and give her a mission like she often did with the rest.
Of course, the fact that she was still too young eluded her generally, but it was this hope that drove her ever onward.
There were still times when she grieved for those that died on Endor. She knew only a few, for she became one of the ghosts only a while before the battle, but with those she did know, she formed strong friendships.
She wisked of a strand of her hair and brought her saber to a highguard once more. The drone wouldn't even touch her this time.
***
Wey sat in the pilots chair of The Fallen Warrior it was a fairly large pilots compartment, designed for a group of four to pilot, co pilot, man the sensors and use the main weaponry. But Wey had jerry rigged two R2 units to do the secondary tasks for him. The ship was a heavily modified Correlian C205 Assault Gunship (uncanon) it was about 30 meters long, and had a similar basic design to the more common Correllian Corvette but was sleeker, smaller, and More heavily armed and armored.
Wey slumped in his seat, he had been waiting for the past four hours to get permission to land in the hanger bay of Home One. "They send me a message about a high paying job, and then don't let me dock!" One of the R2s dome swiveled around and it beeped quickly. The translation appeared on the holoscreen in front of Wey "No E5 I have not forgotten about the assassination attempt, i was just complaining because I'm annoyed. I do understand there reasoning I'm just annoyed that some one had to get attacked right before i get here." E5 beeped again "Yes, humans are confusing I agree totally. I'm going to go to the fresher, get me if we are given docking permissions."
Wey got out of the chair stretched and walked back to the fresher. There was one main hallway through the ship that at the back split into a ladder the way down lead to the cargo bay, and the upper portion to the engine maintenance area. In the center of the main hallway it widened a good amount into the "dining room" and kitchen, it was small and designed very efficiently. off of the kitchen there where three more hallways two went off to perpendicularly from the main corridor, and the third was a ladder going up from the side of the room. The one on the left lead to the freshers, and personnel chambers. the one on the right lead to the prisoner chambers, and to the maintenance and smaller cargo chamber. The ladder lead to another small room directly above the kitchen, that housed the weapons and security controls.
Wey went through the main corridor and went to the fresher, he got out after a bit and glanced at himself in the mirror. He was fairly tall at 6'5 and had blond hair that was kept shortly cut, his eyes where green with a small brown ring around the pupil. He had a large build but still appeared to be fairly mobile. he had a few small scars on both arms, and one on his cheek, and a long scar running from his knee down to his ankle.
He went back to the pilot compartment, and as soon as he got there the com unit beeped "perfect timing" he sat down and flipped on the com unit "Fallen Warrior this is Home One Before we give you permission to dock what weapons are on board and mounted to you're ship" Wey raised an eyebrow "Why would you need that, can't you just do a sensor scan for energy output?" "Don't argue..." the speaker paused for a moment as though looking at some information "Wey Sole, just tell us you're armament" Wey rolled his eyes "Ok, my ship is armed with four quad laser batteries, a dual linked light turbolaser turret, and four concussion missile tubes. On board I have three vibroswords, 6 blaster pistols, two blaster rifles, a laser rifle, and a rocket launcher." "thank you Wey Sole, and yes we could and have scanned for energy output, but this was more an honesty test then anything else. I'm sending you information on you're docking port and route now" Wey stared at the screen "an honesty test? they can't be serious"
Hr grabbed the controls and maneuvered the ship on to its course and docked with the port, feeling the low thump as the tubes connected. He stood up and went over to the cargo bay, and climbed through the connector tube. There where three guards waiting for him "Come with us Mr. Sol, we'll escort you to you're quarters, you'll be called to the briefing in a short time." "alright lead on"
With these people and more at their side, the Rebels strength was growing...they also encountered a few friends from the past, such as Selas, who had come back from the dead after dying on Dxun.
There were a few more tragedies along the way, but they eventually managed to take back Coruscant...they also encountered the Ghost Ship once again, and they had to board the crazy ship again.
This time, however, it was destroyed for good.
The New Republic was established and the Imperials fleed, but a new problem cropped up: The Hutts had decided to try to get a good stake in the Galaxy themselves.
To do this, they captured Princess Tina Von Amberg and held her for ransom...what they didn't know that she was a con-artist, but nonetheless, the NR vowed that they needed to be stopped, and the Jedi offered their assistance.
Back on the Karrde, with Karrde. Rescuing damned spoiled royalty which can't help itself, ah the noble life of the jedi.
I just hope that Jaskia will get better. She seems calmer now thankfully. The pain that throbbed trough the link on Coruscant now almost gone.
My master was never weak, and she will get better, has to...
Sem tried to clear her mind with the meditating techniques thought to her by the jedi over the time she was with them.
But as always she failed, this time her succes was the same as ever since the battle of Coruscant.
Unable to focus, but she tried nonetheless.
It was a weird sensation to not be wearing her usual clothing, a jumpsuit or anything similar.
Karrde asked his "guests" to be with him on a formal dinner tonight. And along with the invitation she found a dress.
She frowned at the opalescent faint blue fabric thinking how impractical it would have to be to move, run, let alone fight in the thing. But at the same time she caught herself liking how the fabric felt, even looking into the mirror once. Something she denied to herself as quickly as she thought of it.
Still a smile crept over her lips for a second..it would be interesting to see Li in a suit, since she was sure he got something more formal as well. And Lando would be just as dashing as always, of that she didn't have a doubt.
She stood up and almost killed herself on the shoes that accompanied the dress, hoping never to be forced to walk on similar ones ever again.
She breathed in deep and went out of the cabin, carefully going over to the larger, Karrde's private areas of the ship.
Hopefully he would have something to tell them during the "meeting" as well.
However, this adventure would prove to have more emotional value for Sem than she knew at the time...eventually, her and her good friend Li Storm got captured by Narduk the Hutt himself. Wey was also there, under the name "Jinek", and that was when everything exploded...quite literally. Sem also encountered a face from her past there, someone she never wanted to see again.
"Why would the Princess, or the Prince for that matter, let such a puny man like you have access to their fortune?!" Narduk bellowed
"Because the Princess is my servant, you ignorant slug!" Derm Keish snapped, he'd finally have it out with him, let everyone know about the scheme, if he had to go down, Tina and Cain were going down with him. "Princess Tina Von Amberg is simply an employee, albeit an adult one, who I placed in the royal family, both her and Prince Cain Hesser are fakes deployed by me. You did not kidnap real royalty, Narduk, you simply kidnapped faux royalty."
"You have to be kidding me. Can't you finally get out of my life you bitchfaced trandoshan offspring? If it weren't bad enough before. The moment I managed to get of your life, you waltz right back in. You will pay Keish, you will pay a bloody big lot and I'll be the one that will make you pay."
"Kid, I honestly don't care about you. But I'm sure there might be a buyer or two out there. Ghostlings have always been a rarity, now excuse us while we do busineness."
"I said you will PAY!" Sem screamed, and a weird droning sound filled the room. Static was rising and suddenly flashed out in an arc from the handcuf's on the jedi's hands, scorching skin, and flew into the nearest guards, making them fall to the ground screaming in anguish.
Sem slowly meticulously got up, ignoring the array of blasters trained on her.
Her voice almost a whisper now continued.
"And when I Say pay, I mean pay."
Lightning cackled in her arm as she pointed at the remaining guards.
"Want to play?"
Unfortunately for Sem, there was no time for that. Things unraveled quickly as a huge fight broke out...Tina had also escaped, courtesy of the mythical Cyan Feros, and Wey caused the palace to literally cave in while fighting Jaster Fett.
He smiled slightly as the grenade detonated, and was shocked when Jaster got back up Damn he's good he barely finished the thought before his danger since spiked and he saw the tell tale plume of a missile.
he close his eyes and drew fully on the force. He felt his perception expand multi-fold and he saw the force auras of everything even behind his closed eyes. he pulled his blaster up, and as the missile reached the half way point he pulled the trigger. A single bolt flew out and with the force to aim it struck the missile dead center, causing a massive explosion. The entire process took less then a second.
This ended the Hutt threat, for a time being, but the fact was...there were still many new enemies to the NR cropping up, ready to take them on.
The Lady in Blue froze for a minute, and turned to look at the merc. "You can call me....Mona." she said cooly "Or if that doesn't work for you, its Lady in Blue, thats what most know me as."
With that, she turned around and continued walking throughout the building.
***
Lumiya stood atop one of the many buildings on Coruscant, and stared at the Jedi Temple far in the distance...rebuilt in such a short amount of time, and again inhabiting so many Knights, Padawans, and Masters. That Jaskia Paine...she ruined everything by building her little army and killing the Emperor,and no one had even bothered to take care of her yet. She'd fix that, but she had bigger fish to fry.
Such as Olee Starstone.
Lumiya despised all Jedi, but she was probably the one she hated the most. She gave Lumiya her scars, and ruined her for so long...but now it'd be Lumiya who ruins her. She was going to hunt her down herself and find her, and make her pay. Of course she didn't want to kill her just yet, it'd be too simple. First, she's going to mess with her mind, then go in for the kill.
Things are about to get worse. For Olee and her little followers.
***
He had his nose pressed to the glass, all concentration on the one called Selas and the man in the white robes. He almost didn't hear the voice... and he thought it was Mona. When he asked if she'd spoken, she shook her head.
Kuuuuurt...
"What the hell?" he whispered.
Hello, Kurt. Seems I finally got your attention.
"Who're you?"
I'm an old.... friend of those people in there. To be precise, the one called Selas and the one called Cyan. That bastard. Does He think he can keep me away from what is rightfully mine?! DOES HE?!!!?
Kurt walked away from the window and leaned against the wall. He was getting a headache.
I want you to do something for me, if you will. And I will reward you greatly.
"Like what?"
There was silence for a few moments... and then...
I want you to kill Selas Taban.
***
"Jenn." A familiar voice chimed, "Glad to see you have finally made it. Our 'guests' will be here shortly." Prince Xizor looked at the other three women I brought. Jan, Allison and Arthren. "Ahhh but I see you have brought a few freinds of your own."
"Yes." Jenn said triumphantly, "We seek a partnership."
"And that you shall have." He replied, "We just need to make sure any of you have no ties to the Jedi or the New Republic. Or... the Sith." His eyes stopped on Jan, "I am willing to let your little run in with Lumiya go, so long as you are loyal." He then looked at each of them, "If you are loyal to me, then I am loyal to you. Ladies... welcome to the Black Sun."
The NR took all of these people on head-first, and in the process, some more love was even found....
The transport had taken off now...it was off Coruscant, and it couldn't turn back or come back now....on its way to Onderon, far from the core of the Galaxy and the capital of the New Republic....
Tina watched as it flew off into the sky. She was just glad I wasn't on it when it took off...at the last minute, she had apologized to Cain, and left the transport...he was still on it, heading for Onderon. A part of her felt a bit bad for him, which was unusual for a girl like herself, but she knew exactly what she had to do.
Find Cyan.
Tina couldn't let him get away from her, she just couldn't. Maybe....what she shouted when Kurt was about to kill Cain and her was true. She hadn't known Cyan for years, but she had been at his side for so long....maybe she actually did love him, as obscene as that would seem. And she didn't know what would happen, but she had to find him.
She ran throughout the streets of Coruscant, pushing people aside as she ran. "Hang on Cyan, I'm coming!" Tina exclaimed outloud.
***
Sem looked up from her bookbites. Curiously glancing at Li.
"I don't play Dejaric. Never liked the monsters. But if you know Sabaac I'll play you. No bets, just a friendly game."
Not waiting for him to answer, she went into the back of the ship and rummaged around for a while until she found a deck of sabaac cards and a holo board.
Many would think that Sem had the advantage in a game like this, but she was in for a shock. Yeah back on Nar Shaddaa Li wa slike the little lost boy, but Sabaac was one thing he did know about. Master Ni had a playful love of the gambling game, and ove rthe years as he trained as his student. Li practicly outmatched even him now. But although it involved some skill the majority of the game was luck. He just had to play ha cards like and avoid being the Idiot. Hopefully the randomizer would be on his side.
"Oh?" Li inquired with a devilish smile, "You're on."
***
The assassin suddenly found herself on the ground, tackled. The twi'lek fought for a moment, fighting both with her mind and the person holding her down. She looked her attacker in the face and froze.
"Ce..leste?"
"Dahling...dahling...do you remember me?" Celeste asked in shock, this woman had seemed to have completely and utterly lost her mind, and had been an emotionless servant since Master Vel Aath fully transformed her into a cold person "It is me...Celeste...we've worked together for many years, dahling."
"Celeste? I, I remember. We used to have a secret, some secret that was both wonderful and terrible, but I don't know what it was, I don't even know who I am!"
***
Everyone all went off to work on various parts of the ship. Han focussed on the Hyperdrive, That would be vital in our escape. After co-ordinating his efforts with Chewie for a while he began to weld back on a few gaskets that had gotten knocked off when they took the blast. He could do nothing until he was finished, so ha decided to help the others.
Leia insisted she didn't need any and Han wa sabout to move on whenever to pulled out the wrong wire and its began sparking out at her. She fell backwards straight on to him. He in turn fell backwards to, luckily onto a chair rather than the ground. She was cradled in he arms.
"Let go!" She shouted angrily. She fell on to Han! What did she expect him to do, just let her fall?
"Don't get excited!"
"Captain. bing held by you isn't quite enough to get me excited!" She replied, her face red. Was she furious or was she blushing?
"Sorry sweetheart," Han said as he pushed her up, "I don't have time for anything else."
Han left her to her work and moved into the cargo hold, where Lando and Marlena were taking a quick break to get some food. "Mind if I join you?"
Through all the fights, through all the tragedies....
Takk heard a feint beeping noise. And looked around to see what looked like a bomb. "Oh no..." he whispered. He looked at the timer, five seconds.
He wouldn't make it, there was no point running. "STOP!" Takk shouted, so that they both froze. None of them would be affected by the blast. For him... it was the end... and he would never drag Alsia down with me.
5
4
3
"Alsia..." Takk said as he looked into her eyes.
2
"I love you..."
1
There was an loud bang and Takk began falling, the platfrom falling with him. He grabbed onto the railing, even though he knew he was done for.
His vision faded as his life flashed before his eyes.
Then Takk saw her. Mother...
She smiled at me, and stretched out her hand. I stretched mine out to grab it. Then she began to fade. She got further away. I felt myself panic. I felt tears well up in my eyes. I didn't know if I was dead yet. But darkness was enveloping me. My mother was almost out of sight now.
No! Takk cried. NO! Come back to me! Mom, come back, come back.... please... please mom... I'm afraid... please don't leave me... come back...
She had completely vanished.
And then there was nothing at all...
***
"Padme....I want you to know..." Sora told her as he cried "I will always love you. I will never forget you...never. You'll always be in my heart, and you will be...until the day...I die. I don't think anyone else will ever have my heart and my soul like you did. I know no one won't. You're my soulmate, Padme, now and forever."
She nodded, crying herself. "I'm going to miss you so much...because I truly do love you...with all of my heart. But, I'll always be there for you...when you feel defeated, when you feel down...I'll be there. And when your time comes...Sora...I'll be there wai....waiting..." she told him, but it was obvious that the poison was taking its full effect.
"Padme...please......don't leave me! Padme!" Sora screamed at the top of his lungs. "PADME!"
"I.....I love you." she said simply.
With that, her eyes closed...and Padme Amidala Skywalker Trok, Sora's soulmate...the love of his life....died in his arms.
They survived. They made it through, they were strong enough to make it through.
However, now, they may not be able to.
Sora Trok, a famed hero of the Republic, has fallen, and has taken complete control of the New Republic...he is becoming worse and worse by the day, and already has tried to arrest the people he once called his friends.
They were forced to leave, to escape and go on the run.
So now, the fight is on once more...a fight that will be long, hard, and even more difficult than anyone knows. They, and many others they don't even know yet, will have to go up against a man they all loved, and who knows who else.
Overcoming the dark times is going to be harder than it ever was before.
