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Silly Ole Bear
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"Sir... we have arrived"
But Skar already knew that. He could feel the force down below him, not far now, coming up to him with spurts and starts of strength. He could feel the pull of training, of eager minds just barely touching at something much much bigger than themselves.
Skar did something he normally did not do, he lowered his defenses. In his mind, Skar took down the shielding of his own mind, walls that kept him in and others out. It was enduring to keep up such a barrier, but well worth it. He had been saved many a times by keeping his own powers held in secret.
A Sith's secrets is all he really has when it comes to true power.
Letting this go he reached down to the planet, touching at those tender young minds. He could feel the horror, the single snap of fear trying to pull away. One child began crying for no reason, while another pulled out his lightsaber, waving it blindly.
One child delighted in his touch though. A brush with power seemed to make him curious rather than frightened.
Skar thought this was useful.
He walked up to the bridge of his ship. The planet came into full view now, full of lush green life. When Skar thought of the core planets, an image of Alderaan usually sprung to mind. It was a planet still simple and youthful, springing with life and abundance. He couldn't help but feel as if this would be a planet he would like to own some day.
"There, "He pointed to a small lake in the southern hemisphere, "Land there."
The ship began its descent. They came down just at the edge of a lake. A large and beautiful forest surrounded this quaint spot, and aside from a few simple cabins it looked as if the entire countryside were untouched by modern hands.
Skar came out of the ship.
Two jedi were waiting for him. They were not masters, which disappointed Skar. They did seem to be the most competent Jedi here on the planet though. So they would have to do.
"You... you do not belong here."
Skar nodded, "Yes. I am here to kill you... but not yet. First you will watch me kill the young ones."
He waved a hand. At once the young men began to waver. One fell to his knees instantly. The other shook his head, reaching for a lightsaber. He held it in shaky hands, unable to turn it on. His nose began to bleed before he too bucked down to the lake's shore.
"That is better," He said, smiling. Skar only touched them. A rather simple trick, much more malicious than any mind trick. He managed to reach into a person's mind and bring out their very fears. No man could fight his own fears for very long.
As Skar passed them he touched their heads, patting them like good little dogs.
"Now... where are the younglings."
But he knew. The two Jedi's minds could not hide where they were, and the children themselves screamed in fear, their minds calling out for help as this monster set out to kill them.
All... except for one.
One youngling who didn't quiver at his very presence. One who thought the idea of such power did not frighten. Skar indeed needed to meet this young jedi apprentice.
All others needed to die.
He walked towards the cabin where they all hid.
"If I were you..." He said softly, "I would start screaming now."
And they did.
The simple lakeside filled with the screams of children long before it filled with blood.
But Skar already knew that. He could feel the force down below him, not far now, coming up to him with spurts and starts of strength. He could feel the pull of training, of eager minds just barely touching at something much much bigger than themselves.
Skar did something he normally did not do, he lowered his defenses. In his mind, Skar took down the shielding of his own mind, walls that kept him in and others out. It was enduring to keep up such a barrier, but well worth it. He had been saved many a times by keeping his own powers held in secret.
A Sith's secrets is all he really has when it comes to true power.
Letting this go he reached down to the planet, touching at those tender young minds. He could feel the horror, the single snap of fear trying to pull away. One child began crying for no reason, while another pulled out his lightsaber, waving it blindly.
One child delighted in his touch though. A brush with power seemed to make him curious rather than frightened.
Skar thought this was useful.
He walked up to the bridge of his ship. The planet came into full view now, full of lush green life. When Skar thought of the core planets, an image of Alderaan usually sprung to mind. It was a planet still simple and youthful, springing with life and abundance. He couldn't help but feel as if this would be a planet he would like to own some day.
"There, "He pointed to a small lake in the southern hemisphere, "Land there."
The ship began its descent. They came down just at the edge of a lake. A large and beautiful forest surrounded this quaint spot, and aside from a few simple cabins it looked as if the entire countryside were untouched by modern hands.
Skar came out of the ship.
Two jedi were waiting for him. They were not masters, which disappointed Skar. They did seem to be the most competent Jedi here on the planet though. So they would have to do.
"You... you do not belong here."
Skar nodded, "Yes. I am here to kill you... but not yet. First you will watch me kill the young ones."
He waved a hand. At once the young men began to waver. One fell to his knees instantly. The other shook his head, reaching for a lightsaber. He held it in shaky hands, unable to turn it on. His nose began to bleed before he too bucked down to the lake's shore.
"That is better," He said, smiling. Skar only touched them. A rather simple trick, much more malicious than any mind trick. He managed to reach into a person's mind and bring out their very fears. No man could fight his own fears for very long.
As Skar passed them he touched their heads, patting them like good little dogs.
"Now... where are the younglings."
But he knew. The two Jedi's minds could not hide where they were, and the children themselves screamed in fear, their minds calling out for help as this monster set out to kill them.
All... except for one.
One youngling who didn't quiver at his very presence. One who thought the idea of such power did not frighten. Skar indeed needed to meet this young jedi apprentice.
All others needed to die.
He walked towards the cabin where they all hid.
"If I were you..." He said softly, "I would start screaming now."
And they did.
The simple lakeside filled with the screams of children long before it filled with blood.
