Star Wars

[Renegade]

Zen/Mangler

What the hell was she doing? Didn't she realise how open she was to an attack from me? My eyes meet hers and I begin to remember the day that I met her. It was when Tawain and Drakon had gotten into that fight over her. I watched the fight alongside Luke. Luke... I remember the day that he came to me in a vision to ask that I look after Sha'ara. Or did he come to me, or was it all just another trick from my Emperor? Everything just seemed so unreal now.

The Emperor broke our deal. He promised that when I was brought back I would not have any of the Jedi traits in me left. And now I had these cursed emotions still. I see the look in Sha'aras eyes, look of determination and carring. She cared about me... just like all the other rebels here did. For me, and for each other. Even though I had felt these emotions before when I was Zen, they seemed so unreal to me now that I was back to myself. Damn the Emperor for the pain I was now going through. Looking away from Sha'aras eyes, I begin to walk away from her with my head held low.

I can feel her and Ronag watching me as I tell them, "I don't know what side I am supposed to be on anymore. But what I do know is that I cannot bring myself to kill any of you here. Not the people I once called my friends, or you my Emperor. But there is one person that both Mangler and Zen are supposed to kill." With that, I begin to make my way out of the throne room as I have my mind set on one person: Ganor.

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: I can feel the love, lol.


Ronag watched him leave. That was odd, in the heat of battle he had just left?
Ronag's eyes wandered back to the Emporer, time to start what they had finished.
"You ever think of turning?"
The Emporer laughed, "At the high point of my life? Never!"
Ronag shrugged his shoulders, whipping his saber around, "Final showdown..."
He nodded, "It is."
The sabers clattered.
(buzzed, I think, maybe)

 

[Renegade]

Zen/Mangler

As I made my way outside, I looked back to see Ronag going after the Emperor again. The temptation to do something was almost to strong to resist. What I felt for the Emperor was loyalty, what I felt for Ronag and the others was friendship. I see Sha'ara still looking at me with those eyes filled with worry.

I notice Kayla doing the same thing and with that I use my powers to send out a mental message to all of the Rebels. This was the message, "I want you all to know that, nomatter what happens during this war, I love you all as more then just friends. You all were like a family to me and I will always think of you till the day I die. Goodbye." And with that, I begin to make my way to the the Hangar were I will board a ship that will take me to the Death Star.

 

[Lightman]

Tawain

ooc: Whew, Renegade, since when did you plan that twist?
ic:
Tawain fought his way through the imperial guard, that Starblade a brilliant bar of light in his hand.
He arrived at the scene where Zen's transformation had happened--Tawain had somehow felt it, though he had not understood it.
Tawain stared at Palpatine.
"Ronag! Leave him to me!"
Without turning or hesitating, continuing to figh with all the skill of a true Jedi Master, Ronag replied
"Don't be silly, kid! This isn't a chase for glory."
"Damn it, Ronag, do you think I'm hunting credit here? Your lightsabre may come from Yoda, but nevertheless its energy cells will be drained by the Fang. Besides," said Tawain, raising his weapon, "This is how it is meant to be. Go and help Zen, Ronag. Help him to defeat Ganor, and to find the Light Side. This circle must be closed. The Ying and the Yang, remember? The Starblade must meet the Fang of Death."

 

[Kepic]

The Emperor

As Darth Mangler left the battle, Palpatine frowned - for a moment. Then, he sensed the Darth's motive, and smiled. Ganor was becoming something of a thorn, and Darth Mangler seemed eager to pluck it from Palpatine's side.

He brought the Fang down again to clash against Ronag's sabre blade. His current foes weapon was already emitting a dull humm, the powercells of the lightsabre again nearing their exhausting point.

Then, Tawain broke through the Imperial guards, the swirling Starblade catching the Emperor's attention. At Tawains words, the Emperor laughed.

"Darth Mangler may be unsure of where his loyalties lie, but either way his current goal meets with my approval" the Emperor hissed at Ronag, "if my agent fails to kill Ganor - then perhaps your once beloved friend will end your brothers life instead. Like the little fool here says, go and help 'Zen' - if he will accept your help".

Another trade of blows, another drain of Ronag's sabre power. It spluttered and died. The Emperor threw Ronag back with another bolt of blue Sith lightning, and narrowed his eyes, concentrating fully now on the combat at hand.

"Come then, boy" he snarled at Tawain, "if you are so eager to meet your death, I will oblige you now".


OOC: Okay... Palpatine's agent... can anyone guess who it is? Hint: A character from the novels... one that just has to be thrown into the mix...

[Edited by Kepic on 11-08-2000 at 11:46 AM]

 

[Lightman]

ooc

Yark! seems to me we're posting at cross purposes here.

 

[Kepic]

ooc

OK, adjusted to suit! Fang of Death vs Starblade it is then!

 

[Moneytalks]

Silver Dread....

Became suddenly more alert. She smiled.

"Ganor..." her voice was soft... "he comes..." she smiled even wider. Her hand resting softly on his arm.

She took a deep breath. "It's almost time..." she could feel the energy coursing through her... she could taste the imminent change... the deciding turn.

Which way would the pendulum swing this time?

 

[Renegade]

Zen/Mangler

Making it to the Hangar, I could sense Ronag not to far behind me when I jump into a small fighter. Turning on the ship, I look back to see him entering the hangar.

Before the top of the ship closes, I yell to him "Stay out of this if you know what's good for you!"

Ronag yells back, "Not if it envolves my brother!"

Before he can do anything, I take off in the fighter and head towards Ganors Death Star. About half way there, I look back to see another fighter following me and sigh. If this is what he wanted, then I was not going to be held accountable for what happens to him. My grip around my saber tightens as we approach his brothers Death Star.

 

[Moneytalks]

Silver...

"Ahhh... they both come... perfect..."

Her eyes danced with anticipation. She turned to Ganor who was regarding her openly. She quickly smoothed her features and presented him with her calm... expressionless face. He frowned. She smiled.

"Is that you trying to read my mind Ganor?... you should know better than that by now..." she winked at him. She sensed the Emperor locked in his own battle. It was such a delicate web being woven now... any little mistake could bring the whole thing crashing down.

She walked over to the large viewing window. She stood watching the inky blackness as a bright light travelled towards them. Zen's shuttle. Following closely behind... another... twin stars in the night... one destination.



OOC:... sue me I was feeling poetic... [lol]

 

[Lightman]

Tawain

Tawain felt the turbulence around him, the chaos. The balance had changed so quickly, the Dark Side had gained strength...but the Jedi were not conquered. He felt the Light Side, he felt the hope, most of all he felt the love, that warm, overpowering love shared by him and Sha'ara.

He blocked the Emperor's thrust instinctively. They began to fight, their blades entwining, darkness dancing with light. All the while he felt Palpatine's power probing at his mind, trying to wake his anger, his hate...but the Starblad portected him.
Yet sweat began to pur down his face as the fight went on and on, the battle hanging in balance, neither of the fighters having the advantage for long.

Then, Tawain remembered the temple on Kirath, of Elirial's questions, and of the answers he had given...
His reached out with his mind.
Sha'ara, this battle might well decide it all. I don't know which way it will go. But, please Sha'ara, promise me that whatever happens, you won't do anything stupid.
Our pact still stands, we both survive...it's just that I don't know wether I can keep it. But please promise me you will keep it. Don't throw your life away for me.
I love you, Sha'ara. Even in death, I couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to you because of me...

 

[Indika]

Sha'ara

Sha'ara, this battle might well decide it all. I don't know which way it will go. But, please Sha'ara, promise me that whatever happens, you won't do anything stupid.
Our pact still stands, we both survive...it's just that I don't know wether I can keep it. But please promise me you will keep it. Don't throw your life away for me.
I love you, Sha'ara. Even in death, I couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to you because of me...

Sha'ara looked at Tawain with disbelief and mentally replied, Tawain, don't you understand? Our love is what keeps us alive. If you die, I will die beside you. Our love will survive and that is enough. I wouldn't consider it throwing my life away, I'd rather die with you here and now, than to live a lifetime without you.

Sha'ara walked up the steps toward Tawain and the Emperor and turned her lightsaber on. "Why do you not seem afraid of me Darth Sidious? I may not have the Starblade, but I have something you will never have, something more powerful. I have the love of Tawain Or'ar'sar. And I have the noble blood of the Skywalkers flowing through me. I am the daughter of Leia Skywalker Solo, the neice of Luke Skywalker. And I am the grandaughter of Anakin Skywalker. He killed you once, and WE will kill you again. Only this time will be the last." Sha'ara ran up the stairs at the Emporer brandishing her weapon. Once at the top she lunged at him full force.

 

[poohlive]

Ganor grinned, watching the approaching ships.
"Perfect. The Empire will be better than ever."
Silver shot a glance at him, "What do you have in mind?"
He simply smiled, pressing buttons on the console.
"Just play along, and make sure nobody gets hurt."
Silver smiled as he whispered his plan.
(no offense, but I am the only one who knows the plan, I only told Silver because she is part of it, but she can't give it away, otherwise it will ruin the whole thing... lol, I love being a TURTLE!!!! sorry, watched the movie..)

Ronag (who I wanted to stay and fight alongside Tawain and the Emporer, thank you very much, now I have to go chasing after my brothers soon to be killer, ooh well, can't cry over spilled milk) eased up on the joystick.
They were nearing the Star.
He stopped the Wing, jumping out. Mangler (... I think it's Mangler... ahh, in my thread it's Mangler) stared at him.
"Don't get in my way, or I will kill you too."
Ronag shrugged his shoulders, "I am only here to watch."
He turned around, annoyed at the response.
They walked to the control room.
Ganor stood there, beside Silver, both of them smiling contently.
"I want him..." Mangler's saber was pointed at Ganor.
Ganor snickered, raising his chest.
"You want me, come and get me..."
He ran, screaming at Ganor.
Ganor waited, and did a small roll to the side. Mangler was tripped, and fell face first towards the floor.
Ganor had such a wonderful time seeing the raging man he didn't see Ronag walk behind him.
Ronag raised his saber high, aiming true.
The end stuck out of Ganor's chest, he looked down, at first in shock, then horror.
It was over, balance had been restored.
Mangler looked at him, rage burning in his eyes.
"That was my revenge. What did you do that for?"
Ronag stood back, "He was my brother, if anyone deserved his death, I did."
He raised his saber, blocking Mangler's.
"FOOL, I WILL GET MY REVENGE THROUGH YOU!"
From across the room, they could both hear Silver laughing.
Ronag didn't have time to register it, and neither did Mangler. They were in too heated a battle to care anymore.
"I don't want to hurt you.."
Mangler laughed, "Thats gonna make it easier for me, then isn't it."
He attacked...

 

[Renegade]

Zen/Mangler

My anger was just to much for me to control right now. I knew that Ronag was right, but just the fact that he beat me to a victory was eating me from the inside. It was to late for me to back down now.

Bringing my saber to my side, I tell him "I didn't want it to come to this old friend, but my honor commands that I defeat you now."

Honor? This was not something of meaning to the Sith. Why was I going to fight for something like that? Before I can finish this thought, I notice Ronag turn on his saber and prepare for battle.

 

[Kepic]

OOC: Uh... sorry Lightman for what's about to happen to Tawain, but... I thought this would be cool... hey, he'll live!, okay?...

The Emperor

"You think something as pitiful as love will aid in bringing about my downfall?" the Emperor hissed, narrowly avoiding Sha'ara's thrust. He swung the Fang again and again at the two Jedi who faced him, the hum and brightly glowing blades of the Starblade and Sha'ara's lightsabre a stark contrast to the deathly silence of the ancient Sith darksabre.

"It did before" Tawain retorted. The two Jedi's moves complemented one another perfectly, and Palpatine was slowly being driven back by the their blows.

Then Sha'ara's lightsabre went dead. The Emperor laughed, swinging the Fang in a downwards arc suddenly that for all Sha'ara's agility she could not hope to avoid.

She didn't need to. The Starblade parried the blow. But Tawain's parry left him open for a brief instant, an instant long enough for the Emperor to take advantage of. Tawain yelled out in pain as the Fang cut through his wrist, severing his hand. A spray of blood erupted from the wound - as the hand, still gripping the Starblade, fell to the floor. Tawain buckled in agony, grasping the stump of his right arm with his other hand.

"You shall die together, then" the Emperor laughed, "lovers to the bitter end... pah!"

 

[Kepic]

Farlo

I saw Sha'ara's lightsabre fail her, and the Emperor strip Tawain of the Starblade - and his right hand. I kicked the Imperial Guardsman before me down, and sent my brief message to Sha'ara's mind.

Here, catch!

I turned off my lightsabre, and flung it across towards her, my aim guided with the force. Without looking round, she held a hand towards it and caught it one smooth movement.

"Perhaps it will be - though you won't be around to find out" she cried, as she ignited the blade and thrust it into the Emperor's side.

He screamed as she swung the lightsabre out to the side, the glowing blade tearing free from his back. The Fang, held high, with the Emperor's intention obviously to strike Tawain a deathblow, dropped from his grip.

Sha'ara's next blow was not aimed at the Emperor, but at Tawain. A swift downward stroke from my lightsabre sealed the wound that the Fang had inflicted on her love, my friend.

Palpatine... Darth Sidious... collapsed to the floor, with one final agonising scream.

The Emperor was dead.

I barely had time to rejoice in this fact, when I felt a wrenching feeling in my stomach. I cried out in pain, looking down to see the Imperial Guardsman I had only just knocked down, half sat up, the tip of his force pike thrust through my abdomen. A blaster bolt from either Han or Lando struck the Guardsman full in his helm, and he crumpled back to the floor.

I gasped and dropped to my knees, feeling the blood between my fingers as I grasped the end of the forcepike, not knowing whether to pull the pike free or leave it there. It was a mote choice, however, for at that moment I passed out.

OOC: Okay, make that 'we'll live'...

 

[Lightman]

Tawain

ooc:Vicious! Simply vicious, Kepic!
I'm not sure I'm gonna let that one pass...

ic:
Tawain lay on the floor, twitching in agony. He barely felt the shifting, the cleansing of the force as Palpatine died.
He did feel Farlo's pain however...the sudden waning of his friend's force...
"NO!" he cried.
Tawain picked up the Starblade with his left hand. The white bar had vanished, it was only a hilt again. Turning his head, he looked into Sha'ara's beautiful, tear-filled eyes.
"Sha'ara" Tawain rasped, "I must...I must go to the temple. I must get to Shalos."
"I'll get you there, Tawain. I'll find the spacecraft hangar--"
"No! No time! We must get there now. And Farlo. Listen, I've done this before. To get to Nrada the Hutt's settlement, remember? But we are three. I need power. Help me, Sha'ara, supposrt me..."
Even as he stopped and fought for breath, he felt the force flow from her to him...through their love. A torrent of light, growing and growing, as Tawain tried to recall the traveling, platform, the gateway he had created.
Suddenly, they were envelopped by a glowing nimbus--and Tawain, Sha'ara and Farlo were on Shalos, before the very altar on which the Starblade had been found.
Standing up slowly, Tawain placed the silvery hilt upon it, and began to channel the force again...probing at the hilt, touching it...and starting to unravel it.
"Tawain! what are you doing?!"
"The Starblade has served it purpose."
"What are you talking about? it's an invaluable weapon against the Dark Side."
"In the future, when the needs arises, it might be renewed, made again. But for this age, it has fought its battle, and the Fang of Death had been defeated. Now, other things are more important..."
Suddenly the Starblade exploded in a shower of white light that filled the whole chamber.
Tawain looked down at Farlo, who was lying on his back. Reaching out with his left hand, he grabbed the pike protruding from Farlo's stomach, and pulled it away.
Immediately, he seized control of the power flowing through the temple and channelled it at Farlo's wound--closing, sealing it, until no trace of injury was left.

A very faint aura of light still shone about Tawain.

Slowly, fighting the weariness that lay on him, he gathered it to him, and let it flow through his maimed arm...
But the last few hours had been too exhausting for Tawain. Before he could see wether his attempts at self-healing were succesful, the void of unconsciousness engulfed him.

[Edited by Lightman on 11-09-2000 at 02:19 PM]

 

[Kepic]

Farlo

I awoke to find myself in the Temple on Shalos again, besides the altar where Tawain had discovered the Starblade.

Hadn't this planet been destroyed by Ronag's deathstar?

It takes little power to destroy something I heard a voice say, and looked round to see Sha'ara knelt besides Tawain. Behind her, there was a host of ghostly images. I recognised Luke, and Obi-Wan, Yoda and others from the holographic pictures I had seen, but there were many more.

It takes great power to make - or rebuild - something one of the figures said, another voice.

Sha'ara saw me looking past her, and turned to see the assembled Jedi as well. Luke came forward, kneeling beside Sha'ara.

You have done well, my niece he said, as has Tawain, and Farlo, and all of you, this day. But it is not over yet. Leia sends her love - she will be with you always Sha'ara, as will I

Luke waved a hand over Tawain, and he stirred, waking to see Sha'ara knelt beside him. He reached up and grasped her shoulders - with both hands. It took us all a few moments to realise that - himself included.

Remember, it takes greater power to rebuild something Luke said.

 

[Moneytalks]

Silver Dread...

Silver's laughter held a faintly hysterical edge. She had been loosely connected to Ganor when the sabre had thrust fatally into him. Luckily she had withdrawn in time but now the fun had begun... just as she had forseen... as Ganor had forseen perhaps?

While watching Ronag and Zen battle she felt the huge rip in the force. She shuddered and fell heavily to her knees. The Emperor had had such a strong hold and influence over the force that his death was causing a shock wave. Too late she realized she should have recoiled from her contact with him earlier. She felt the burning pain searing through her mind as the force that was Palpatine left it's vessel.

She struggled hard against the terror of her sudden loss of control over the force. It was a like being buffetted by strong waves. Finally the worst of it was over and she crawled towards her fallen sabre. She felt something warm and wet trickling down her cheek. She touched her face and was mildly suprised to see the blood on her fingers. Slowly she felt her energy returning... as if she were being filled by the force itself.

She glanced over at Ganor's fallen body and was surprised by her sudden saddness. When had these feelings started plaguing her? She frowned unhappily. She looked across at Ronag and was struck by something... she stared harder... what was it... could it be?... now she truly did laugh... clutching her sabre to her stomach as she suddenly realised that balance would soon truly be restored...

 

[Indika]

OOC

Kepic and Lightman... that was amazing!!! I am speechless right now....

 

[Renegade]

.

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: I think there was a misunderstanding. I assumed you still had a lot of hate inside you, I mean if the Sith are known for one thing, it's hatred.
And, in your last post before mine, you said " then I was not going to be held accountable for what happens to him." That seemed pretty clear to me, that if Ronag got in your way, you were going to hold him accountable.
If that's not what you meant, then it was simply a misunderstanding. Anyway, it's over and done. You aren't a hateful guy, all right, I can work around that.

Ronag raised his saber, before bursting out laughing.
"You have a rip in your shirt."
His anger seemed to flare, but Mangler looked down, his shirt was indeed ripped. It was in a zigzag formation.
"Look at what it makes?" Ronag was on the floor, laughing.
"It's a Z... Zorro!"
(hey, work with me here... we have to get out of this situation)
Mangler seemed to stop, and laughed himself.
"Ronag, you are all right."
Ronag shook his head, "I am stark raving mad."
They burst into laughter again.
Ronag adn Mangler walked off, laughing all the way...

He watched them, a smile coming to his lips. It was over, indeed. The pieces all lined up perfectly. There was only one thing to do now... celebrate.
She bumped into him, "Can't we get out yet."
He shook his head, "Not for a while. The balance needs to be maintained."
She nodded her head, understanding. After all, what was a good without a bad?


Ronag and Mangler left the Death Star, the charges set.
"It'll be a few minutes... we can go destroy the other one."
Ronag nodded, "Good job. Couldn't have done better myself."
His cheeks grew red, "Nah, you would have done fine."
They laughed heartily, walking up to the X wings. Each got in, wasting no time.
(Is it me, or do the Skywalkers blow things up a lot?)
They hurried over to the second Death Star. Ronag followed Mangler's lead. Once inside, they looked around, seeing if anyone was there.
"HELLO!!!"
No one, as if the place were empty, or...
"Abandoned. With the Emporer dead, they abandoned the place."
Ronag looked around, "this is too big for simple charges, what do we do?"
"Simple, we overheat the Exhaust manifold."
"The what now?"
"We make it real hot, and blow it up."
Ronag's eyebrows still held the confused position. Mangler gave him a playful hit in the shoulder, "We are going to overheat it."
Ronag laughed, "I know, I was kidding. Do you know how to do that?"
"Sure, give me a few minutes."
Ronag looked around, "I don't have any to spare."
They burst out laughing, and Mangler walked over to a console. Ronag made his way to the intercom system.
"This ship will explode in two minutes. Please evacuate the area, have a nice day."
His sides still ached as Mangler walked back.
"All right, but we have to hurry. We don't have much time."
They jumped into the X wings (these are like 15 feet high people) and sped off. Mangler held the lead.
Mangler is always in the lead, Ronag thought to himself.
After they were a good ways off they turned around.
"Any minute now..."
His voice was cut off by a huge explosion. The Deathstar went up in a hail of glory. Pieces of metal and debris flew everywhere.
Ronag turned around, looking to see if the second one had exploded. He couldn't find it. It was gone, the Empire was over, destroyed.
As if to answer his thought Mangler came over the radio, "Good, only one more?"
"What?"
"I will tell you later, for now follow me."
Ronag didn't like following this man blindly, but he did, because frankly he had no where else to go. With the loss of his brother, Ronag realized that he didn't know what to do...
(Come on, a Big sigh for the man. He is lost, and alone, and wounded... well ok not wounded, but you get the picture, feel sorry for him, NOW!!!!) lol.

[Edited by poohlive on 11-10-2000 at 12:23 AM]

 

[Renegade]

Zen/Mangler

As we flew off towards the third Death Star, my mind began to race about what we had been through lately. With the Emperor dead my ties to the Empire were gone. Nobody else knew about who I truly was so it would be suicide to try and rejoin them. That fact is what made my decision to rejoin my friends much easier then it should have been.

The radio crackled on, "So how much farther, Mangler?"

Hesitating for a moment, I answer "It will be coming into view soon. And Ronag, call me Zen for now on... just Zen." We continued on our way as I began to worry about what happened to the others. Where did they dissapear to?

 

[Renegade]

Lando Calrissian

We were lucky to be able to get out of the Death Star after Tawain and his friends left. Didn't blame them, they needed to get out of here and fast in order to survive. Kayla seemed realy tired after all that had happened and was going to need a long rest afterwards.

Suddenly, Han tells us "Heads up guys! I see two fighters ahead of us heading away from the destroyed Death Stars. Think we should take them out?"

Taking a seat next to him, I answer "No I don't think we should do that. Follow them for now to see where they head off towards. The might lead us to something interesting."

Han nods as we begin to slowly follow the two smaller ships.

 

[Kepic]

OOC: Ok, I just know Ganor's really alive... sith illusion?... hologram?... can't fool me...

Little did Silver Dread, and the supposedly dead Darth Ganor know, they had been watched. The Emperor's agent was a master of subterfuge, an assassin skilled in not just contempary techniques of dealing death to Palpatine's enemies, but also skilled in the dark side of the force. Her powers had kept her masked from her fellow Sith, much as Ganor's was now keeping him hidden from the Jedi he had fooled.

The Emperor's death had come as a shock. She had been loyal to him for so long - sworn to his service. He could speak to her from across the galaxy, and now his voice in her mind was silenced forever. The Jedi had killed her lord and master, and she swore then revenge on them.

But patience was a virtue even the Sith valued. Vengeance could wait - for now.

She stepped onto the hanger deck of the Tempest. Admiral Thorn greeted her, a concerned look on his face.

"It is good to see you again, Mara" he said, "we-"

"You can spare me the pleasantries, Admiral. Order the retreat for the fleet. We must regroup elsewhere. The rebel's own fleet will soon be here. Oh, and make sure the frequencies are secure, to loyal Imperial forces only... you understand?"

"Yes, Empress, perfectly" he said, with a nod.

[Edited by Kepic on 11-10-2000 at 12:11 PM]