Star Wars : The New Sith Crisis

Infiltration of * home *

Luke looked up from the wounded Jedi as Rorn heaved a crate of supplies to the top of a stack next to him ." Where are the medical supplies, this man will die soon ." he asked hurredly, as he tried to put the wounded Jedi into a healing trance ." Whats wrong with the bacta tanks ?" Rorn puffed as he beckoned and another crate of supplies levitated through the door and toward them ." Full ." was Luke's curt reply as he felt the dying man's Force signature flicker and dis-appear . " Too late , he's gone ." he said quietly, his voice full of grief ." take the supplies to Cilghal ." he said, pointing at the Calimarian Jedi Master . " Rorn nodded and floated the open crate to Cilghal's side . Luke waved a hand at him, calling him back to his side ." Get some rest, Rorn . The droids can't find us here, there's nothing to worry about . You've been working all day and look, you're still in your workout clothes . Rorn nodded and walked over to a bunk next to Don, who had a few slight wounds, caused by stone splinters and fragments, shot off by blaster bolt ricochets . " I can't help but feel that I forgot something back at the temple ." he told Don ." Something important . " Don thought for an instant ans replied ." Uh, clothes, jewlery ? " At Rorn's shaken head , he continued . " Weapons, valuables, keepsakes ......" " Thats it ! " Rorn interupted," I forgot Saraan's lightsaber . And my trunk . I need to get them ." He said, rising and pacing cagedly ." So go get them . I'll help ." Don volunteered . Rorn looked at him doubtingly ," Uh Don, look at your arm . Its kinad all bloody and injured ." I don't think you can even make a fist ." Don stood up," Sure I can . Just watch ." he protested, holding up his arm and trying to ball up a fist ." Oh, OWWW ." he hollered, causing Jedi across the room to stare at them ." See, thats what I mean ." Said Rorn from behind a make shift screen where he was changing into his " working clothes ." He steeped out, wearing all black . Tunic, leggings and boots were all the same shade of sliken jet black , with the exception of a long silk sash that hung almost to the ground, the color of a Sith's lightsaber, crimson . Don nodded and said , " You look much better now , but you could have used a shower ."

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Rorn watched the droid walk right beneath him, blissfully unaware of his presence in the tree above it . He fingered his lightsaber in its sheath on his back, his hands itching to pull it out and slice into the killing machine , but he knew that his lightsaber couldn't make it through the cortosis ore armor, shielding the droids internal works . He clenched a fist and glanced at his gloved hand, the steel inserts in the fingures made a single punch capable of knocking out a human, why not a droid ? Rorn dropped down behind the sentry droid and tapped its shoulder, and as it turned, slugged it in the head . He shook his hand in pain as the droid toppled backwards , a large dent in its metal skull . " Man, he had a hard head." Rorn muttered . Still shaking his stinging hand, the Zabrak stepped behind a tree and mentally searched for the items he had come to recover . Lets see, Saraan's lightsaber should be on the wall in her room , he told himself, And the trunk is in my room in the storage bay . Rorn glanced around the tree to scan the area for droid sentries after he searched the area through the Force for living guards . Seeing none, The young Jedi iniate sprinted across the clearing and flattened himself against the stone wall, even as a large flight based droid appeared over the top of the Temple and glanced over the large clearing or training ground . As the droid moved back, powered by its two large jet turbines and repulsor lifts, Rorn sidled to the side and ripped the cover off of a large air-vent accesing the food-prepatory areas . Crawling inside, he lifted the grate with the Force and set it back in place . He breathed a sigh of relief as he once again escaped the scrutiny of the droid guards .Rorn then began the long crawl toward the end of the duct, moving with almost complete silence, deadening any sound he did make with the Force . He stopped as he heard the familar sound of a holo-projector activating, and Rorn glanced through a grate to see the ghostly holo-image of Ric Gronard appear in front of a droid commander ." I12, have you found the Jedi yet ?" Ric asked , not bothering with any sort of greeting but jumping straight to business ." No sir, we have not found them . We are currently investigating a small cave, heavy with the energy signature that you outlined for us, and are sweeping the jungle in arial patrols . " Ric snarled in anoyance, his dis-pleasure very evident . If the battle droid was capable of showing fear, Rorn believed that it did so then ." IF you cannot find the Jedi, by tommorow, set the jungle afire . Burn it to the ground and then I shall move in and pick up the pieces . For now, commence ground searches . Use tanks, speeders, STAPS, walkers, anything necassary to find those cowards ! " Ric shouted from the holo . I12, nodded and bowed, its limber joints portraying an politeness that obviously was not there . Rorn continued down the duct until he reached the kitchen areas, and once there, shoved the grate out with his foot and caught it with the Force before it hit the floor . He partially lifted his lightsaber from its sheath before replacing it and moving on . It was really no good against the droids, Rorn needed to find some other sort of weapons . Walking up to the rack of cooking utinsels, the Jedi removed several knives of various lengths . Also he pulled his own fighting vibro-blade from his tunic . This certain blade was over two-hundered years old, and as sturdy as they day it was made . THe blade was made of a nearly invincible alloy and the handle was the same, but inlaid with silver , gold and various jewels . The metal alloy was nearly useless as armor , as once it was cast, you couldn't drill a hole through it or bolt it to a ship . If it was cast to the ship's surface and it was somehow damaged, it couldn't be re-moved to re-place with new . The alloy was call ruranium, and was one of the most espensive metals known on Iridonia, its place of origin . Rorn had recieved the vibro-blade from his father and had slipped it into his a duffel of clothes that he stored in his blade-craft . So now he had it with him, and it was going to kill droids . He slid through the swinging doors into the dining area and threw a small knife directly at a droid across the room . The small kitchen tool thudded into the droid's motion relays, freezing it in place, and also preventing it from using its comlink . Rorn snatched its blaster rifle and de-activated the droid , using its external power switch, almost hidden beneath a plate of armor . That was useful , Rorn thought, patting the dead machine lightly on the shoulder . In an instant, he remembered the disiplines taught him in the Iridonian Honor Guard and the slight bit of humor dis-appeared from his face as if it had been severed by a knife . Expression less, his face looked like a killer's .He had felt the up-heaval in the Force of et another Jedi, dying from his wounds . Rorn glanced through a door, his eyes glinting dangerously, seeing nothing, he slid through the hall like a shadow and moved into the alcove leading to the stairs . Rorn climbed the stairs silently, listening for any sort of sound that might betray a droid's presence . Reaching the top, he laid his head flat on the floor and pushed out into the hall, looking for any enemies. Still nothing . Jumping back to his feet, Rorn pulled the vibro-blade from its sheath and glanced into each room as he passed it, checking for potential hazards .As he stepped into Saraan's quarters and headed for the wall that her lightsaber hung on, Rorn heard the beeping of a droids neuroprocesser activating and the droid clanking down the hall . Rorn mentally kicked himself as he realized what he had done . He had stepped into the invisible sensor field that surrounded the de-activated droid and now the machine was coming after him . His vibro-blade began to whirr gently in his hand as the Zabrak crouched against the wall beside the door, he had to be ready for anything . The tip of the droid's blaster poked through the door and Rorn tensed, ready to spring but then the droid turned and began to walk back toward its re-charge station . Rorn sighed in relief and then froze in horror as the droid stopped and turned back toward the door, its sensors straining for the source of the slight sound . Rorn set himself and sprung, leaping through the doorway and flinging his vibro-blade hand forward into the droid's head . The droid forze, all of its main motor controls destroyed and slowly its red sensor lights flickered out . Rorn re-moved his vibro-blade from the droid's cranium and dragged the body into a room , away from suspicious eyes . Then he walked back into Saraan's room and over to the weapons on the wall . He picked up Saraan's lightsaber, admiring the simple design and slipped it onto his belt . Glancing back over the rack, Rorn's eyes fell upon Dart Heath's lightsaber . Hesitating slightly, Rorn snatched the weapon and clipped it to the back of his belt . Turning he walked over to the smalll heap of crystal shards , still atop a small stand and picked up a few of the larger pieces .Then Rorn stepped out side the door and began toward his own room . Avoiding one droid sentry along the way, Rorn reached his quarters and slid inside and over to a long trunk next to the wall .Reaching down, he activated the minature repulsor lifts that made the trunk easier to handle, then he began to pull it toward the door . As the Jedi pulled te cumbersome chest toward the door, its repulsors gliding silently, a tall shadow fell over the floor, coming from the doorway . Rorn slowly looked up as the un-mistakable hiss of a lightsaber activating filled the air . A man with red skin floated in the doorway, his lower half gone, replaced with a repulsor lift, lightsabers in his hands . " You will die ." the Sith said simply . Rorn reached over his shoulder to his lightsaber and pulled it from its sheath, activating the deep blue blades ," Before I kill someone, I usually like to know their name sp I can mark their grave accordingly . I am Rorn Korbchek . And you are ? " Rorn asked in a low voice . " Darth Rakar , Dark lord of the Sith and your executor ." Rorn shook his head slightly and suddenly flipped back wards out of the open window . As he fell toward the distat ground, he activated a small panel on his belt and pressed in a code . Rakar flew through the window and after Rorn as the closet door in Rorn's room opened a crack . R4-Z9 rolled out and began to direct the chest toward the droid's landing bay . Outside, Rorn landed on one knee and a hand and came up put of his crouch , deflecting several salvos of laser fire, back at the droids, from whence they came .Several droids fell and the others activated force sheilds around them, and prepared to fire again . Rakar came down to his noraml height and waved them aside, pointing a lightsaber at Rorn, he thundered ." I have never been defeated, and espiachaly not by a tiny whelp like you ." Rorn smirked a little bit and moved his lightsaber behind him, holding it like a quarter-staff and with his other hand , made a little " Come and get some " gesture . Darth Rakar waved his weapons at Rorn in anger and jetted toward him . Rorn waited until the last possible instant and leaped straight up, blocking a clumsily dealt blow from Rakar and landing on top of a small boulder . His lightsaber whirled and came to rest in a defensive postion , ready for Rakar's next move .

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R4-Z9 dragged the trunk up to a small speeder and loaded it inside, pulling himself in after it . Spinning his head around, his gaze fell on a terminal for droid usage . Rolling over to it, his " hacking " attachment slid out and into the terminal . He then controlled the speeder and told it to exit the landing bay . R4 activated the small blaster cannon and fired a few rounds into the guard droid ranks, causing complete mayhem, as they were programmed not to destroy their own vehicles or each other . R4 would have smiled when he realized this , but he did not have the facilities to do so, instead, his accelerated and ran down the remaining droids, scratching the speeder's paint job and causing more than cosmetic damage to the droids . Then he pulled up to where Rorn and Rakar were fighting and waited .

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Rorn was using all of his strength to block Darth Rakar's massive blows, and frankly, it wasn't enough . Rakar was not human, and his alien strength was even more than Rorn's, and his repulsor lift granted him great speed . Rorn's reflexes were much better but Rakar's brute strength was breaking him down . Rorn used the Force and shoved Rakar back, grimacing in annoyance as Rakar's repulsor lift kept him from stumbling . Rakar transferred one of his lightsabers to his other hand and shot a blast of lightning at Rorn . Rorn rolled away from the Dark Side power and caught it on his saber as Rakar aimed at his new position . Rorn lunged foward his lightsaber deflecting the lightning into the ground and sliced into Rakar's repulor lift . Rakar knocked Rorn's saber away, but the damage was already done . Slowly the lift fell to the ground as Rakar tried to activate the back up unit . As Rorn prepared to finish him, a blue lightsaber lashed out and cut into Rorn's upper right arm . Rorn screamed in pain and whirled to see a young male Cathar holding a icy blue lightsaber . He moved forward sluggishly, his lightsaber held loosely in his left hand . The Cathar grinned evil'y , displaying long sharp fangs and leaped toward Rorn, his lightsaber held high . Rorn waited and at the last possible instant, rolled to the side and and to the wating speeder, piloted by R4 . Vaulting inside, Rorn shouted ," Go, get out of here >" at the droid . R4 complied and turned the speeder toward the jungle just as the Cathar concentrated a blast of Force energy and pulled Rorn's lightsaber from his hand . Rorn turned and nearly leapt out after before succumbing to weakness from his wound . R4 piloted the speeder in the opposite direction from the refuge Temple and then to it .