Star Wars

[Kanyn]

Killian Alladus:

Killian pushed forwards on the speederbike handles pulling the bike to a stop. He grabbed his blaster rifle as she stepped off the bike and moved towards the Doors to the Rebel Base. Two Storm Troopers tried to stop him at the door him at the door, tried being the key word, each falling to the way side with two well-placed shots from his gun.

Deeper into the Base he walked, stopping to dispose of Troopers along the way.

Leia and Madison fed through the building, taking a turn here and another there. Knowing the base like the back of her hand after studying its layout, Madison led the way. As the rounded a corner and started down the hall, they were stopped dead in their tracks by a lone figure.

"Who is that?" Leia whispered looking over the hooded figure.

"He's a bounty hunter. He took me from the base and delivered me to the Emperor on the Death Star." Madison conveyed to Leia.

The bounty hunter leveled his blaster rifle at the two women and watched as their faces became mirrors of horror.

"Drop to the floor" The bounty hunter called.

Just as the women hit the floor, two blasts from the hunter's rifle passed over the women's heads and took out the two Troopers that trailed and caught up with the women.

"Come with me quickly, I'll see you to are taken to saftey."

Killian offered Leia his hand as he shouldered his rifle, his eyes looking to Madison, reading her distrust in her eyes.

 

[Indika]

OOC - Twisting and turning and twisting...

Nice to see all the twists and turns people are offering up... makes for very entertaining reading!!!

 

[Renegade]

Zen and Darth Mask

I sat on the floor as I awaited Darth Mask. My mind had so many things on it at the time. Madison, Luke, Drakon, and most of all the future that awaited us. I would not let another generation suffer because of the Sith.

"Are you ready for your final battle boy?" I looked up to see Darth Mask walking out of the shadows across from me with his saber in hand. This was it.

I stood up with my sabers in each hand "For Luke, for Yoda, for all of those who have suffered because of the Siths insane plans, I will end this today." I turned on both sabers as I assumed my fighting stance.

Masks saber burned with the red light as he prepared for battle "Then let this be to the death!"

We both charged at each other with fire in our eyes as our sabers meet in a deadly lock as we struggled to over power the other!
I went for the legs with a quick sweep but he jumped over it and landed behind me as he lashed downwards with his saber!
I brought mine up, stopping it just an inch from my face! I kicked upwards to his face, knocking him back long enough for me to regain my footing. We charged at each other as our sabers lashed at each other with great force!

I brought the saber to his side but he blocked it then returned the attack by smacking his head into mine! The metal from his mask protected him but left a gash over my left eye. I could feel the blood dripping from my face while we stayed in our death dance, our sabers just barely missing the other with each attack.

We were evenly match but I was faster then him. When he went for a head shot with his saber I moved out of the way then kicked his arm hard and fast! The kick was enough to knock the saber from his hand as I quickly sliced it in half with one slash before it hit the ground!

Now without a weapon I had him "It is over Darth Mask. Accept your loss and call off your stormtroopers."

His eyes met mine and all I could see was hate.

"NEVER!!!" he used the force to knock my sabers from my grip as he charged forth and tackled me! Once his body contacted with mine I could feel something in me snap! We both fell but I landed on my blaster wound hard as Darth Mask held me down by pinning my arms with his knees as he beat me in the face with his arm! His first hit broke something in my face.

As he assaulted me he screamed at the top of his voice "The Sith will never fall to the Jedi again! You will die at my hands and the glory of the empire will be once more!"

I could see that his eyes were that of a madman. He had lost it! Blood covered my face as all of the cuts I had gotten from the Xtro the previous day were reopened by his fists.
My back became moist as I could feel the blaster wound on my side opening up and the blood trickling out.
I could feel that my nose had been broken as my vision became foggy.

I could see one of my sabers from the side as I concentrated on it with all I had left. This was my last hope. I could see the saber start to move from the force as it turned on and the green beam shot out from it. The saber floated in the air as I concentrated to make it turn towards us while Darth Mask continued pounding on my face.

Suddenly the saber shot towards us as it penetrated Darth Masks head through the side! His eyes contained a look of shock as his grip on me became weaker.
He looked down at me and one word escaped his mouth "Jedi" as his lifeless body fell to the ground. Darth Mask was dead.

After I pulled myself together I slowly moved but could feel that he had broken a rib when he tackled me down. I crawled over to my other saber and put it away then crawled over to Darth Mask. Pulling the saber from his head, I watched him as I hired my saber and sliced his head off to assure his death!

After a moment I put away my other saber and tried to stand up. As I tried to walk out of the room I could feel shots of pain all over my body. I looked down to see my white uniform drenched in my blood. A mirror was inside of the room and I could see that my back was bloody were I had been shot earlier. I had lost a lot of blood from all of this.

I tried to get help but could not stand the pain any longer as I collapsed to the ground hard. As I lay there I can see myself in the mirror as a small pool of blood is forming from my side.

I mutter to myself "Darth Mask and I both knew that one of us would die from this battle. But I don't think either of us ever thought that neither of us would walk away."

That's when it hit me that I was starting to bleed to death.

 

[Renegade]

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[poohlive]

Ganor knelt down on the ground, sweat peeted across his forehead. He was bruised, beaten, and out of breath. This was the best day of his life.
He looked over at Ronag, who also was on his knees. His light saber by his side, still on. This battle had lasted longed than any other they had encountered.
Ganor spat on the ground, he could see blood mixed with saliva, "Give it up. You can't win."
Ronag laughed between the deep breaths he took, "It is already over Sith. Mask is dead, even I can feel that."
Ganor did feel the death of his master, but that would not be his own downfall.
"Your precious Zen is about to join him, Jedi. And so will you..."
Ganor turned around, running toward the Jedi. Ronag looked up, seeing his attacker. He couldn't block it, it was too late. Ronag had only one choice.
He jumped.
Twenty feet in the air, he looked down at Ganor, who stood stupified. His black eyes filled again with rage, "More Jedi tricks? You will run out soon, and then I will kill you."
Ronag lowered himself to the ground, "No tricks, just the force, everything works in the way of the force."
Ganor spat again, "Fine, you trust the force so much, let's see if it protects you now."
Ganor pointed his saber at the ground, a huge tremor commenced. Ronag tried to keep his balance, but soon fell down. He looked over at Ganor, but he was gone.
Ronag panicked, where was he?
Ganor screamed as he pulled the saber over his head. Ronag saw he was above him. The tremor stopped, but he couldn't get up in time. He couldn't jump either.
Ronag caught the saber with his own. They hissed like two angered cobra's as the two looked into each other's eyes.
Their strength matched, the two stayed in that position. A small breeze flew into their hot faces. It relaxed Ronag, but only angered Ganor. He jumped back, landing half a footballs field away.
Ronag smiled.
"You think you have won, Jedi," Ganor boomed. He turned off his light saber.
Ronag was surprised by this, but tried to keep calm, "I think I am about too, yes."
Ganor pointed towards the cave's entrance. It only a few feet away from him, "You know what this is?"
Ronag's eyes widened with fear, he raised his light saber, "Shit, it's the back entrance..."
He ran for it, but Ganor easily slipped inside. Ronag looked into the cave. It was dark, anyone could easily hidden themself and place a light saber easily in his back. He had to trust the force to follow Ganor.
"Whats wrong Jedi? Exploring isn't your style..."
"I will kill you before you ever find the Artiact," Ronag led with his saber, it gave some light, just enough to look around.
"Have you studied the ancient maps as long as I have."
His voice sounds farther away, and coming from the left. Ronag followed it. He didn't know the ancient maps. Multiple personalities rarely share in their own discoveries.
Up ahead Ronag could see a light, a red light. Ganor was close, he started moving faster.
"I have studied the scrolls however, and only a Jedi can even touch the thing."
It was just in the other room, he turned the corner, slicing down upon the lonely saber.
"Wha..."
Ganor grabbed him from behind, putting a knife to his throat, "Thats why you are going to touch it for me."
Ronag knew if he struggled his blood would be all over the ground, but still...
"I won't help you, even if it means death, I wont."
Ganor laughed, the echos filled the emtpy cave.
"It does mean death if you don't help me. Not for you, however, death to her..."
Ronag looked inside the room. It was Leia. She was tied up to the wall, and next to her was the Artifact. It was stone gray, and looked like a three dimensional diamond. Ronag groaned as he saw her.
"When we first landed, I knew it was here. Before I attacked you, I had a few of my friends here..."
two storm troopers kindly nodded their heads,
"make sure you would help me with my problem."
Ronag looked in disgust at the storm troopers. Then he started to laugh. He laughed heartily, until he felt the kinfe go into his throat. It hurt, and he could feel the blood trickle down to his shirt. It only added to the tears sweat and grass stains already there.
"What is so funny Jedi?"
Ronag pointed at Liea, "She is a Jedi too, you didn't have to drag me into all this. You idiot..."
Ganor squeezed the kinfe closer to his death, "She doesn't have your power, your strength, your ability to harness the force. The proephecies say only one pure of heart may use the Artifact. IF my theory of us is correct, then you are that prophecy."
Ganor let Ronag go, then placed the knife next to Leia. He saw that she was already gagged, but she let out a trifeld moan as the knife inched closer.
"Doesn't look like you have much of a choice Jedi, use it."
Ronag looked over at the Artifact. He sensed it's great power. It emitted the force from it's very being, even after all these centuries. Jedi have searched for it. Men spent their whole lives trying to find it, and now, Ronag was forced to abuse it's power for universal takeover.
"Now... or she dies."
Ronag picked up the Artifact. Immediately he fell into it's trance. Ronag fell to the floor, his hands still exactly where he had placed them. A stormtrooper stepped forward.
"Is he ok?"
Ganor gave him an evil look, "He is going inside the force. He is about to control the very being of the force itself you moron. Yes he's fine."
Ganor looked back at Leia, "You better hope wonderboy over here does as he promised."
Leia looked at the total stranger with fear. Would he be able to do it?

 

[Moneytalks]

Silver Dread...

Silver turned to face Drakon. Drakon cursed... her damn glasses hiding her expression. Just then she gasped loudly... clearly in pain... she staggered forward clearly having trouble standing. "M'Lord... NOOOOOO!!" She screamed out the pain and anger radiating from her. She fell to one knee and Drakon approached his sabre raised. She managed to glance up in time and with a strength of will she never knew she had she stood trembling again raising her own sabre.

Her arms wavered only slightly, but Drakon noted it. "You don't understand Drakon..." She whispered... her voice faint as if it took great effort to say these few words. She backed away and Drakon took the advantage approaching her. She shook her head as if to say 'no'... and was looking all around her then back again at Drakon. With a cry of desperation she attacked. Drakon parried the blow easily and a fight ensued. Their sabres clashed and hummed sending sparks flying. She was very skilled, and Drakon new better than to asume he had the upper hand, yet it became clear to him that she wasn't giving her all to this fight. He saw an opening and his sabre flashed. With a cry Silver felt her shades shatter. She turned covering her face from his view. He stared at her back. Slowly her sabre clattered to the ground and she dropped to her knees. Her hands holding her head as if she wished to hold everything inside but wasn't succeeding.

 

[ShyGoddess]

Madison:

He was dying. "Let me go! I have to go to him." Before the bounty hunter knew what was coming, she ran ahead, letting her feelings guide her. She came upon Zen, lying in a pool of his own blood. "Zen!" She cradled him in her arms.

His eyes fluttered open and his voice was strained. "Madison..."

Tears pricked her eyes. "Don't you dare die on me. Do you hear me? I won't allow it." She thought she felt his body shake with a little chuckle. "Please. The students need you." she paused, "I need you. Please don't leave me." She placed a soft kiss on his lips, not knowing what to do.

 

[gypsyprince]

Devotion...

Drakon could sense she was in pain, and a part of him wanted so badly just to reach out to her, but he could not under these circumstances. He would not jeopardize the mission again.

"I...will not strike you unarmed", said Drakon.

Silver was in some sort of shock. Drakon did not understand what was happening to her.

"Please. Look at me, Silver."

He felt so stupid. So much emotion he had for her, and yet, there was no way to know if he was falling for another trick. Reluctantly, he turned off his saber and lowered to one knee beside, still clutching his weapon for security.

 

[Lightman]

Tawain

As Tawain came bounding through the corridors, he suddenly felt it--that sense of relief, that cleansing of the force. Mask was dead.
With renewed joy, he he ran for the training grounds.
When he came to its entrance, he stopped dead.
He saw Silver Dread andDrakon fighting in his corner. His first impulse was to rush in, but something--telepathy from Drakon maybe--told him this wasn't his fight.
Then Tawain saw Darth Mask's body...and Madison, kneeling beside a dying Zen.
NO! He cannot die! We cannot lose two Jedi Masters in one day!
Rushing forward, he cired
"Good grief, woman, dont just sit there, that won't help him!"
Madison looked up, and Tawain saw that her eyes were filled with tears and despair. He suddenly felt a cruel monster for saying these last words, to this woman who obviously wanted nothing more than Zen to live.
"I....I'm sorry. I...didn't mean to shout like that. Come on, help me."
Together they carried Zen to the med-station.
As soon as the droid was working, Tawain turned to Sha'ara, apparently sleeping peacefully...

 

[Kepic]

Farlo Truan

OOC: Missed that Indika! Sha'ara badly hurt - akh! Well, Farlo must be confident she'll pull through, I guess!

IC:
The fighting seemed to be thinning out, now, at last.
"Kat! Watch your ba-" I shouted, turning to see a Stormtrooper about to strike her on the back of her head with his blaster-rifle butt. Katrina was already spinning round and ducking as I began to make the exclamation, though.
"Never mind" I said, as she struck the trooper down.
Then I saw Tawain and Madison, heading back into the base, carrying Zen between them, from the direction of the training grounds. What had happened over there?
The other students were making quick work now of the Stormtroopers, so I decided to leave them to it, running towards the training ground.

 

[Moneytalks]

Silver's pain...

Silver didn't seem to notice that Drakon had lowered his weapon. Her shoulders slumped and she still refused to turn and look at him. "Why... why did you have to come back?" Her voice whispered the question.

She looked down at her own hands as if suddenly fascinated by them. "Do you have any idea... what it was like after you left?... He tested me... again and again..." Her head tilted slightly and she shuddered... "so many... deaths... and now... now..."

She looked out into the distance. Her world the world she had kept such a tight reign on was in complete turmoil. With the death of the Master she realised in some way he was the one who had kept her on the path. She had followed him with a zeal that bordered on insanity itself... believed every word he had spoken to her.

"You should have killed me Drakon... you should kill me now..." She said her voice usually so calm, wavering.

 

[poohlive]

The first thing he could sense was warmth. The force was warm, and peaceful. Ronag opened his eyes. It was a huge field if light. Completely white, but not blinding, comforting in fact.
Ronag looked to his right, there was a border, and then the dark side. Ronag went over to the border. This is where most jedi spend their lives, close to the border. They have no idea of the feeling of love, and power that comes from the light of the force.
HE could feel the power of the dark side as well, it almost pulled him onto the other plain. He understood now how the dark side could have such a hold on people. Ronag quietly stepped away.
He looked over at the people, there were many people. He saw Leia. She was at the eppitamy of beauty. Ronag touched her cheek.
"Everything will be all right..."

Inside the room, Leia, bound and gagged, smiled, and knew somehow everything would be all right.
Ganor looked at her in disgust, before kicking Ronag in the gut. He fell to his side, but other than that did not look harmed in any way.
"Touch it," Ronag whispered. Ganor looked puzzled, but since he knew that Ronag put Leia in no harm, he cautiously made his was to the artifact, and then touched it...

Ronag watched as Ganor appeared on the dark side of the field. He looked around a minute, then went over to the
border.
"I thought only a Jedi could enter this place?"
Ronag laughed, "Only someone pure of heart may enter. Your heart may be purely evil, but it is pure just the same."
Ganor laughed. Ronag looked up, and saw something. It was brief, but he was the word GANOR on top of Ganor.
Ronag looked above his own head. The words RONAG were placed there just as well.
He looked at RONAG, then at GANOR, "Oh my.."
Ganor looked back at him, "What is it?"
"We are the same. Don't you get it. The same look, the same clothes, different color. The same fighting style. We can't even beat each other. We are the same person, existing on two different plains of existance."
Ganor looked at him, then at himself, "Shit, you are right. How could I have not known."
"Split Multiple Personality. Thats what we, or more plainly you had. All your life you had been evil, so you created me to deal with it. To put some good back in your life. The problem is, your evil wouldn't accept it, so it drove it down, made it forget me."
Ronag was remembering now, "then, when you made your mind turn to Jedi, I came up, instead of the actually spell. Thats how I escaped, and became real. I still don't know where my body actually came from (wink, but realizes this is just a story and lets the audience think about that one for a while), but anyways thats where it is."
Ganor looked at him, "Enough of this talk, I want the force to have, to control."
Ronag shook his head, "Don't you get it, you can't control the force. It isn't some toy you put in your pocket, it is real, it is all around you."
"Bullshit, I read the scrolls same as you. IT gives you unlimited power."
"That doesn't mean owning the force, you grasp the concept of the force."
Ganor peered quizzically at him, then looked over to the center of the darkness. THere was a black spot, more black than all the others, he moved towards it.
Ronag couldn't let him touch it, but he couldn't go to the dark side. If he did, all would be lost. There was only one thing he could do.
The light, the center of the force, he had to go to it.
Ganor walked up to the dark spot, as Ronag walked up to the point of light. They looked at each other, Ganor smiling evilly, and Ronag unsure of his actions.
They touched the center of the force.

A huge explosion errupted from the Artifact. It fell into hundreds of pieces on the ground. Ronag was thrown against the wall, and Ganor against the other one. They both looked at each other, feeling the raw surge of pwer they now had.
This was the next level, a level Sith and Jedi only dreamed of achieving in one lifetime. The problem was, now that they had it, one had to die to protect it.
"Let's leave Leia out of this, please..." Ronag pleaded, picking up his light saber.
Ganor nodded, steping out of the room. the storm troopers looked puzzled as Leia followed them out.
It looked like two brothers, twins actually, just coming home from a hard days work. They smiled at each other, knowing what the other was thinking. Outside Ganor stepped a few paces away from Ronag.
Ronag gave a peacful smile to Leia, "Go, run you are free."
"But what about you?"
Ronag laughed, "This is Ka, Ka-tet. THis is the ying, and the yang, this is how it is meant to be."
She nodded, understanding.
Ganor raised his light saber, hovering a few feet off the ground. This is how the fight was going to take place, above the ground, Ronag just knew thats how these things worked. He rose, hardly using any effort, and met Ganor's height.
"You always were short." he laughed.
"You always were evil." he laughed as well.
Their light sabers at their sides, the two glided toward each other. Destiny had made it's final play.

 

[Renegade]

Zen

I had awaken inside of the White Hawk. The last thing I remembered before I passed out was Tawain and Madison carrying me out of the base and Farlo coming to help them.

The med-droid worked over me as I rested with my body in pain. I could feel that we were winning but there was still an important part being played with Ganor and Ronag. At my side I can see Madison watching over me intently.

I reach over and hold her hand "Thanks for coming back for me. Darth Mask, is he..."

She put her hand on my head "Dot talk right now. He's is dead now and you need your rest."

I looked up into her eyes "Madison, you're very important to me. I care for you more then anybody else that I know. And I..ahh!"

Madison hushed me "You need to rest Zen. You've lost a lot of blood in that fight."

Suddenly Farlo yelled "Hey Leia is back!" Madison told me "Get some rest and I'll be back after I check on Leia."

She reluctantly left to help the others as I laid there alone with the droid working over me. I closed my eyes and slowly fell asleep. I needed to rest for my work here was not done.

 

[Indika]

Sha'ara

I am dreaming... I realize this even as I believe it's all real in another part of my mind. Luke comes to me and sits by my side. "Something is troubling you." he says.

I bite my lip, "Why am I even here, Master Luke? I can control the force when it comes to fancy flips and standing on one hand, but in a fight I am no good to anybody."

Luke smiles at me reassuringly, "Everything has a reason, Sha'ara. You are a good soul, and you are valiant. Maybe you aren't physically strong, but a body can be broken. Breaking someone's spirit is a much harder task. You have a tough spirit, Sha'ara. Believe in yourself."

I look at Luke sadly, "I don't feel so spirited right now. All I feel is confusion."

Luke looks into my eyes, "Maybe being a Jedi isn't your destiny, but something here is and that is what you need to discover, your destiny is here Sha'ara." Then, just like that, Luke is gone.

I awake in the Med Center to the sound of the Medical Droid buzzing around me. I feel renewed and the pain in my side is gone. I lift my shirt and look at where I had been wounded. The wound is gone ... I am healed. I shiver, "Whoa..."

 

[gypsyprince]

The Last Temptation...

Her sadness consumed him. Drakon felt more emotions within than he could ever hope to control at that moment. Stormtroopers and Jedi Cadets battled for the fate of the galaxy all around them, yet it seemed a dream. Nothing existed except Silver and Drakon.

The Dark felt incredible remorse now for leaving Silver on the Dark Side at the end of the war. If he had truly loved as much as he believed, he would have sooner died with her on the Death Star than left her to that cruel fate. He noticed her skin and hair now. She had changed so much. She had become hard. It sickened him at first, but now he truly realized her pain.

With his free hand, Drakon pulled her to him and they faced each other. He pulled her until she felt somethin jut into her rib. Drakon was holding his double-ended saber between them, with his finger over the activator switch.

They stared into each other's eyes, instantly remembering their brief time of innocence, and how the Dark monster stripped them of it. Drakon cried when he recognized finally, that their was good in her, struggling and drowning in its attempt to be free of the Darkness.

He pressed himself to the other end of the saber, pushing it into them both.

"If their is no redemption for you, then there is no redemption for me. If you die...I die."

Silver wanted it. She could taste freedom hovering so near them. It seduced Drakon once again as well. He had done his part for the rebellion. What purpose could he serve now?

"Please, beloved...", she said, through teary eyes, "end this suffering."

Drakon was so confused. He questioned his love for her, and his feelings for Kat. End one struggle only to find another, he thought.

"Why couldn't you have continued to spite me? Why couldn't you just let me kill you here, in battle? Neither one of us is who we once were."

Silver knew what he was thinking.

"There is no place for me in your life, Drakon. Kill me."

"I love you."

"And her?"

Drakon was silent. He squeezed his grip tighter on the saber.

"I am ready to die here with you, Silver. Don't question my feelings."

I don't have to. I sense them and I sense hers. You don't love me like before.

I had to push you out of my heart. It was the only way I could survive. Now I am lost, and I need you.

Is that why you wish me to live? For you?

I-

Love is not always enough Drakon. That is a lesson the Dark Side teaches well.

Please...

You said it yourself. There's no time for us. No place for us, either.

That can't be true.

I don't think I can make it back without you.

I will always be here. We have the rest of our lives to discover what that means, but you musn't leave me. There is always a choice.

Drakon dropped his saber, timidly reaching to embrace Silver completely. This was the moment he feared. Once in her arms again, he knew he would never betray her.

"Light or Dark Side, I will always be on your side. Forever. No matter what occurs."

Suddenly, he felt a great relief, but it wasn't just Silver. It was the Force, vibrant with life as if it had been resuscitated from drowning. He is gone now, Beloved...
OOC*weep boohoo weep*) How sappy...

[Edited by gypsyprince on 09-05-2000 at 11:35 PM]

 

[Renegade]

Zen

When I had awaken finally my body was in pain and head was pounding, but I had a promise to keep. Pulling myself up I put on my partialy cleaned uniform and grabed my sabers. I had stoped bleeding but the blood loss was still having it's effect on me. But now was not a time for weakness, now was the time to end this. I saw Leia explaining to the others what I knew had happened between ganor and ronag.

"What do we do now?" I heard one of them ask but couldnt tell who.

Walking out from the back I told them "This is what YOU are going to do. The stormtroopers are losing but we still need to help the students. So you guys clean up out here, I have something else to check on."

I started to leave when Madison grabed my arm "You're still to injured to go out there again."

My hand reached out and softly rubbed over the side of her face. As much as I wanted to stay there with her I had to go "Don't worry kid, I'll come back to you." I wrap my arm around her waist and place a kiss on her lips softly before I leave.

I slowly turned away from her as I made my way to Ganor and Ronag. I knew it was not my battle but if the wrong side won I wanted to do whatever I could to correct that problem.

[Edited by Renegade on 09-06-2000 at 12:39 AM]

 

[poohlive]

Fighting is an art form. As many people claim to dismiss it as one, it is just the same. Putting shit on a picture of the virgin mary is sick, and demented, but art nonetheless, as is war.
People say war is in fact the last great art form. It is the one thing all humans have in common, whether they are against wars, or for them, it becomes one great ballet dance for it to be on stage as long as it can, then thought about long after it is over.
Ronag let these thoughts enter his mind. He was on another plain now, another level. He looked up at Ganor, who was, unfortunately on that same level.
Ganor paused, saber in hand, grinning toothily. He swung the saber back and forth. Ronag watched it's motions, almost hypnotized. Ganor flew at him.
Actions seemed too slow, he watched as Ganor arched the light saber high, then bringing it back down. He blocked it easily with his own. Ganor swung again, Ronag blocked, he attacked this time, slicing his way up the saber. Ganor flicked his wrist in time to prevent it. This all happened as they past each other with lightening speed in the air.
Ronag fell to the ground, skidding a few feet before he stopped. He turned around, his cloak following him.
Ganor had stopped too. He looked at his arm, Ronag had wounded him, he had...
"Ow." Ronag looked at his arm. Ganor had impaled his own wound as well. This was like a bad chess game, no no an evenly matched chess game. Where the players keep dying from each other. There was no deciding win, nothing.
Ronag hoped he still had a pawn up his sleeve.
Ganor flew at him again, Ronag matched his speed. IT was a ballet dance, just as Ronag thought it would be. There was a jab, a slice, a block, a prevent, and finally a last blow.
Neither one of them did any other damage. This was getting no where.
Ganor fell to the ground breathless, "Why won't you die?"
Ronag slowly went down to his knees, his breath was gone too, "It is finished Ganor. Can't you feel it, you are the only one left of the Sith. Let it die. At least you get to live this way."
Ronag struck a nerve with that comment. Ganor lept up, his saber in his hand. A flash of lightening came out of it, Ronag jumped out of the way just in time. He looked at the charred piece of grass where he once was.
Ganor smiled, "Silver would not betray her master. In fact, there is another, Drakon has finally decided to come to our side."
Ronag looked at the piece of grass, how did he do that? How could he posses physical energy translated from the force. He only knew of one other who could do that, The emporer. Ganor must have learned from him. He needed to learn it too, and fast.
"Thats a lie and you know it. They are in love, that proves that they are already Jedi. Look into her heart, can't you feel her hate is gone. Hate provides the dark side. WHy do you have to be so stubborn about..."
Ronag ducked as another ball of energy hurled his way. He looked up at Ganor, aiming his saber. He felt the force around him, gathering strength, it was coming.
Ronag watched as a tiny piece of electricity trickled out of his saber, then disappear. This wasn't helping.
Ganor laughed. The third energy ball came too fast, Ronag couldn't move in time. He overed his face with his arm.
It stopped, a few inches in front of his face. Ronag watched as something was preventing it, some sort of field. His field. His force.
Ganor lowered himself to the ground. He swung the light saber in a huge semi circle. Ronag jumped up into the air. Ganor smiled as he did this.
He watched, horrified as Ganor reached down and picked up his light saber.
"Hard time fighting without this." he threw it in the air. Using his saber as a baseball bat, he swung at it. The saber exploded into a hundred pieces
Ronag grabbed Ganor's cloak, throwing him across the field. He landed forty yards away. Ronag moved his hand over the pieces, he closed his eyes.
The pieces began to shake, and lift off the ground. They came together, one by one, until all of them bacame his saber again, he had a smile on his face.
Ronag turned it on....
Nothing, he flicked the switch a few times, nothing. He looked down on the ground, there was the crystal. He tried using the force again, but it was no use.
The crystal was made of pure force, it could not be molded by it. He realized the saber was just as broken in a million pieces as it was now.
Ganor called out from across the field, "OHHH BROTHER!!!"
Ronag looked at him, he pointed up. A huge boulder was above him. Ganor let it fall.
Ronag didn't hesitate. He moved his hand to the nearest tree, and pulled it towards him. The tree shook hard, almost not giving, then in a temendous crack, it let go.
The tree was flown at him, as was the rock. They met a few feet above his head. Ronag let out a huge breath. He moved both items far away from the fight.
Ganor was standing besie him, "It is over Jedi. I know it, you know it. The Sith might not win, but they sure as hell won't die with me."
He rose his saber, Ronag fell to his knees. He was unable to fight, to resist. The pressure was just too much. He closed his eyes.
The saber's hum came devistatingly close. He could feel the static charge of it coming for him, then it stopped. Ronag opened his eyes.
"ZEN!!!"
Zen looked like shit, but his smile was golden, "Here to help."
He had blocked the light saber with his own. A feat Ronag himself had done earlier today.
Ganor felt the rage rise up in him, "Why won't you people die..."
He moved out his hand, Zen flew across the field. Ronag grabbed him (mentally) in mid flight, gently easing him back to the ground. He turned toward Ganor.
"Round three?"
Ronag picked up one of Zen's light sabers. Zen walked back to the two, nodding in agreement. Ronag touched Zen on the shoulder, an instant of light hit him. He suddenly felt warm, all his wounds healing at once.
"This is a temporary fix, for you to fight, when this is over, you will return back to normal, or..." he couldn't finish it. Zen nodded, popping his neck, he was ready.
Ganor grinned as he flicked the switch. The saber turned from one huge blade, to two regular blades. A double bladed saber, big surprise from a Sith lord.
(isn't now about time where that running gag should be in here? I need to dig him up)
"It started with three, it ends with three..."
Ganor laughed wickedly as he beckoned them both on. Ronag and Zen accepted the challenge.

[Edited by poohlive on 09-06-2000 at 01:18 AM]

 

[Renegade]

Zen

This was it. If we failed here, all we did to get this far would have been for nothing. Here I was in the middle of the most important battle since the second Death Star was destroyed and I could feel nothing but pain. Not just from my wounds, but from what we all had to go through on this day. Regardless of who wins, none of us would be the same after this was over.

And now I stood in the middle of this fight between two of the most powerful men in the universe. I had already killed the master but in this case it might have been the apprentice who was the real threat. Ronag and I prepared for Ganor to make the first move.

Ganor taunted us "Ronag, you and I both know you cannot defeat me. And look at you Zen, you killed my master but he has left his mark on you. But do your best and I shall prove once and for all that the Dark Side is the greatest force in the universe."

He came at me with an incredible speed, I was barely able to block his first attack. Our sabers conected in the air as we both tried to beat the other to the first blood.
He threw me back with his mind as he turned his attention to Ronag.
As the two struggled I was able to plant my feet against a tree and push myself back at Ganor.
Unfortunatly Ganor saw this and dropped to the floor on his back then kicked up at me when I was over him. His feet smacked right into my chest as he knocked me down to the ground.
With his mind, Ganor quickly flung a boulder towards me. I would not have been able to get away from it with my current injurys but Ronag leaped infront of the boulder and with one quick move, destroyed it with one hit from his saber!

Ronag helped me up as the two of us prepared for Ganors next move.

 

[Renegade]

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[Indika]

OOC - Re: Got Sex?

I was thinking the same thing Renegade! Great story line, even without the sex! ;-)

As in life, it should happen naturally... let's not forcibly put ourselves into cheesy situations just to have sex... that would be too much like a 70s porno. I don't remember Darth Vader marching to the sounds of "bowm chica bowm bowm..."

 

[Renegade]

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[Indika]

OOC - I signed up!

I'm gonna be a Wondertwin!

 

[poohlive]

OOC: Renegade, you genious you. Doing it again, way to go, as for me. I have a little geniousing of my own. Watch as the tale unfolds.... or does it?

IC:
Ronag positions himself in fron of Ganor, as Zen slowly circles behind. Sweat was beading down his head and neck, this couldn't last too much longer.
Somehow Ronag knew it wasn't going to.
Zen, behind him now, slashed out. Ganor turned to him, blocking with his saber. Ronag took no time, he arched his saber high. Ganor kicked Zen in the mouth as he turned, blocking the attack. Ronag made a few more attempts, but it was useless. He was just too good.
Zen had a dop of blood run down his cheek, Ronag's spell was wearing off, he had to stop it soon before the poor man was in more pain than before.
Ganor rose his saber again, he was pumping for another charge. Ronag prepared to block it, but it wasn't aimed at him, it was aimed at Zen.
Ronag couldn't stop it in time, he didn't know what to do.
Ganor chuckled evilly as he aimed his sword at Zen, "for your mistakes as a Jedi..."
A deep hatred boiled within him, he felt it. He could feel the pulse charge and probe. Ut came from his gut, turning and pulsation. Ronag felt the power, Ronag felt the force.
He aimed his saber at Ganor, and fired.
The blast was tremendous, it echoed off the mountain tops for hours afterward. Ganro turned to see it just in time. He aimed his energy at it.
The thing stopped, it just stopped a few feet away from him. He was holding tight to the energy, it was ironically traveling back to Ronag. He had to do something.
Ronag looked at his hands, he couldn't just let it end. He had to fight, but it was useless. Ganor would win, Ganor always won, and always would.
Ronag lowered his head as Zen tapped his shoulder, "We aren't done yet."
Ronag looked at him. The man was defeated, his pains back, his mouth bloody, and still he was able to fight. The energy pulse came closer, edging towards him.
Zen had the look of confidence, the look of a hero. The look, of a Jedi. Something that Ronag had forgotten.
"If he won't give up, then neither shall I,"
Ronag lifted his arms, and shot out to the ball. It stopped, halfway between the two. The ying and the yang, at their peak.
He couldn't move the pulse forward any, but it was not going to an inch closer to him either. There it was, a standstill, neither one of them could let go the grip,or they would surely die from the blast. the pulse itself was growing with each second they were mentally controlling it.
Zen grabbed his hand. Ronag felt a charge, as he added his own powers to his. The force was a little bit stronger.
The ball moved, ever so slightly to the side of Ganor.
Taiwan ran to their side. He had a look of total shock.
"What the..."
Zen nodded towards his hand, "Grab it, grab it, and remember the force."
He looked at it, almost puzzled, but never the less, grabbed Ronag's arm. A surge of power went through his arm. The ball moved again, this time more noticable.
Madison came running up the field, she instantly cradled her arms around Zen. the power sturck Ronag as well. He watched as the ball moved again.
Sha'ra, Farlo, and the rest of the students followed. They all held hands, in one big (dare i say it) orgy of the force. Itself pouring out to the energy pulse that moved swiftly to Ganor. He had a look of fear in his eyes, total fear. At the last second, he aimed the ball upwards and shot...
It screamed through the atmosphere, turning into a bright shiny star. The Jedi force (wasn't that a movie, no wait, Strike force, never mind) collapsed in a heap. Ronag fell with him, but easily got up.
"It is over Ganor. The force has defeated you."
"Over? It is never over brother. Just because your jedi leggies intervened with your destruction doesn't make anything over. In fact, this only ups the stakes. I will take pleasure in using my saber to strike you down one day Ronag, as for now. I believe I have a few students of my own to train."
He flew into the forest, not turning back. Ronag tried to follow him, but his broken arm slowed him too much. Ganor easily out flew him. Ronag fell into a heap.
"Hold still, you will be all right," Rnoag nodded, before going blacking out...



Ganor rushed to the hidden X wing. He quickly removed the branch, rising the ship from it's slumber. He got in, still with the feeling of crampness and took off. It was a bad way to go out, with your tail between you legs, but Ganor would not wait long. There was still time, and there was still the dark side.
He flew into the darkness, looking at the empty debris. He wondered...
Ronag put together the light saber after it was destroyed. Piece by piece fell back together. He pulled out his hand. he pieces at once starting glowing vibrantly. He watched, as the death star, worked itself back together. No wonder the original one was built within two movies (did i say that outloud?) it was with the help of the force.
Ganor flew deep into space, carrying parts of the death star with him, soon he would be complete....
Soon all the wrongs would be made right....
Soon he would have his masters revenge....
Soon....


(Prince, Money, sorry for not including you in the whole force field [get it force field? ahh everyone is a critic] but I still don't know if you two are Jedi or Sith? Fill us in on the missing details...)

 

[Renegade]

Zen

Ronag rested as the med-droid worked over him. We had won the battle but the war was not over. However now we could rest knowing that the light side is in charge of the universe. As the last of the Stormtroopers were rounded up by the students, the others broked into there own groups.

I could see Drakon and Silver Dread still together far off. I wanted to know what was happening with them but that would have to wait.

There was much to be done. And things to be decided about what to do with Silver Dread and Killian the bounty hunter. And I had my own things to think about, like my friendship with Madison...

 

[Kepic]

Farlo Truan... Black and White...

OOC: Heh, I've got a plot twist for you now myself!

Led out on the training grounds was the remains of Darth Mask.
He was a fool, thinking he could become the new emperor of the Empire... my mind chuckled.
I started at that voice - cold and dark, and... not my own.
When I have not relinquished the throne myself yet the voice in my head added.
Suddenly, my thoughts were in turmoil. Memories of a past - my past? - were fighting for a place in my mind against those memories I knew were my own... thought were my own...
No, those are not your memories... these are the voice stated.
And though that voice was dark and evil beyond my imagining... I knew it spoke the truth. I dropped to my knees.
NNNOOOO! my mind cried out. My dying mind. My dying memories...

Yes.
I stood again, and returned to where the White Hawk had landed. The other students and New Alliance soldiers were shouting and cheering. Several called out my name. They thought me a hero. The destroyer of the Death Star. Even a Jedi student, of all things!
My mind now laughing at these thoughts, I boarded the ship, and took my seat. No-one else was on her now save me, and the droid that I had taken for this covert mission.
"I6T9" I said, turning to look at the droid stood nearby.
"Yes, Master Farlo?" it said, in a voice too cheery by half, for an Imperial droid.
"Gamma 4-3-7-7, resume" I said. The light in her eyes faded for a moment, then came back.
"Yes, sir?" it said.
"Plot the jump to the rendeavous from this system" I said.
"Done" it said, a few moments later.
"Deliver the message" I said.
"Yes, sir" it replied. I6T9 stepped from its alcove, and left the Hawk.
Sha-ara!
I shook my head. Farlo was persistent. I had been under that fool's influence for too long. It might be a long while before those so-called 'memories' of his - mine - were erased completely.

Soon, I was off the planets surface. He and I6T9 had built a good ship... a shame about the name he had picked. Hmm... Black Hawk. Yes, Black Hawk. Much better.
I laughed as I hit the lightdrive, leaving behind this petty world.

[Edited by Kepic on 09-07-2000 at 10:30 AM]