Defeat . Troops of the Republic had been defeated at a oval shaped planet . Ships had exploded, sending countless lives into death . Now, Luke and Mara were leaving Yavin 4, a young Jedi iniate sneaking onto their ship and stowing away . At their destination, two persons of evil awaited them, battling between each other with the Dark Side of the Force . Lightsabers clashed, lightning struck, the very air was altered by the intensity of the Dark Side .
Rorn snapped out of his healing trance, gasping for air . He recognized his surroundings as the med bay in the make shift Jedi Temple . Rorn lightly tapped on the bacta tank's walls, trying to get the med droid's attention, but it appeared to be in a sort of sleep, recharging at the power station across the room . Rorn grimaced inside his oxygen mask, thinking about the droid's tiny reception fields . Turning to outside help, Rorn reached out in the Force until he felt Don's sleeping presence . Quickly, Rorn shook him awake, and sent him a message telling him to get him out of this thing before he suffocated from claustrophobia or just because Rorn hated the feel of bacta on his skin . About five minutes later Don, stumbled sleepily into the room, his clothes in a svere state of disarray and deactivated the bacta tank, pulling Rorn out by the safety harness meant for that purpose . When Rorn could speak again, he gasped out , " Thanks, now where's Luke ?" Don wiped the sleep from his eyes and mumbled, " Probably in his bed, like any sane person , like I was ." Rorn smiled, " Sorry Don, just couldn't stand being i that tank any longer and the droid wouldn't wake up ." Don shook his head, and stood, tossing Rorn some dry, clean clothes ." Sorry, but your out fit you were wearing on your mission, got ruined ." Rorn stood and began to slip into the clothes and said ." Its alright . I got tons of those clothes, but was the red sash ruined ?" Don shook his head ." No, it was like invincible, the droids couldn't cut it off, so they had one of us untie it . Its being washed by a labor droid , right now ."Rorn nodded and said ," My lightsaber ? And Saraan's ? " Don didn't meet Rorn's eyes and said ," I have Saraan's lightsaber and Master Dart's inmy ruck sack, but yours wasn't on you and you were mumbling about That sith stealing it ." Rorn screwed up his face, trying to remember . " I did ? I remember fighting a Sith who had no legs, he flew around on a repulsor lift . And another, a cathar, came up and saved the other Sith . He must have taken my saber ." Don nodded ," That may be what happened . R4 might know what did happen ." Rorn acknowledged this and tried to stand . His legs wobbled, weak from his stay in the bacta tank and his arm was stiff where the Cathar's lightsaber had carved away the flesh . " Wow, I hate bacta ." he muttered . " It gives me like a hangover ." Don nodded in sympathy, " Its because your a Zabrak . The Med-droids said your species had a uniqe physiology ." Rorn nodded, wincing in pain ." Yep, thats it ."
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Hyrinin strode briskly into Ric's make shift throne room , carrying the captured lightsaber at his side . " Master Gronard , I think you will be interested in this ." and activated the lightsaner, the blue blades sparkling in the dim light . Ric turned at the sound and started visibly when he saw the familiar weapon . " That is the lightsaber of Rorn Korbchek . We were friends for a season, he turning from his Jedi training and learning from me the ways of the dark side . I watched him build this saber ." Hyrinin walked closer and tossed the Jedi weapon to Ric, who snatched it out of the air, his clawed hands curling around the metal cylinder in a possesive manner . " Where is he ?" he growled, his eyes flashing with fire . " He was trying to escape the temple and defeated Lord Rakar, who I was able to save . I took his weapon as he was leaving ." Hyrinin said quickly, not wanting to make the mutant Stih Lord any more angry . Ric nodded and walked out of the room, Rorn's lightsaber clenched in his claws .
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Jhon's ship dropped out of hyper-space, the heavily modified engines whining as he slowed to a quick stop . Since Master Skywalker asked him to find the missing Durron, Cadman and Loees , he had come up against one duracrete wall after another . These Jedi hid their trail well, he mused , too well . Jhon rubbed the left side of his face where his eye had once been, now replaced by a sensor implant ( Like captain Tycho's from episode 2, Padme's escort ) that could zero in on a bounty from hundreds of yards away . He had lost his eye in a battle with a crazy Voth, banished from its own people because it would kill without a reason at all, and Voth's did nothing without a reason . Jhon had not killed the crazed alien, but sent it back to its own people for punishment . Now as his thoughts came back to the present, Jhon gasped as he saw the ships surrounding the world know as Kessel . Thousands of TIE fighters swarmed about huge Star Destroyers resting in orbit around the strange shaped world . The mining planet had been under attack before, Jhon knew, but never like this . Kessel had been taken over, the mining operations slowed by the inexperience of the new slavelords . Cursing under his breath Jhon set course for a different planet . He would have to refuel somewhere else .
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Wik paced angrily across the large hangar bay, his steps echoing off of the stone walls . " Calm down . Your're wearing a path in the flooring ." Fallo said from where she was perched atop her tiny blue fighter, remodulating the sheilds . " Shut up, Fallo . You are happy because you can work on your fighter . The Jedi are happy because they got time to meditate . But I got nothing to do, nothing at all . Those stupid droids have us pinned down in here and they don't even know where we are ." He angrily walked down a few paces , and glared at a particularly annoying protocol droid that had been brought in by Don a few moments ago . Since its arrival, it had cheerfully destroyed three packs of food, four blasters and scratched the paint on Wik's gun-boat . Wik could'nt take its annoying prattle anymore, and pulling a blaster, blew off the top of its head . Don stepped in just as the droid toppled over , next to his feet . He slowly looked up at Wik who said ," Don't even say a word ."
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Ric fitted the lightsaber back together, and actvated the blue blades of light . Twirling the lightsaber, he stepped back from the workbench . His eyes picked up the radiating light from the saber and glowed a mixture of red and blue . Ric had not used a double-bladed lightsaer in some time, preferring to beat down an opponent with a sinlge blade, but he had to admit, the weapon felt good in his hands . He had modified the lightsaber, with a new power converter that would not short out when the blade touched water or cortosis ore . Ric deactivated Rorn's saber and hung it from his belt , then walked out of the large room, formerly the quarters of Luke Skywalker .
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Leia wakled into the large gymnasium in the Republic palace and watched Vorn Kolar, Rorn's cousin try to shoot a target on the far side of the room . His sister Dorna was combating a training remote with her brother's lightsaber, as hers had been destroyed . Han was beating Vorn easily in their target practice, his blaster bucking in his hand and blowing the holo-targets into thousands of sparks . Leia thought about the Sith woman who had broken into the Palace and nearly killed Han, and her hands clenched . I will kill you, Sev'Rance Tann . She thought .
Posted by Nate at August 24, 2004 05:54 PMHello, comment ?
Hi how are you?
Posted by: Comment at August 30, 2004 05:58 PMHUH! Comment what are you doing out of your box? (I thought this entry was very nice Nate)
Posted by: Commenter at August 30, 2004 06:09 PMehehehehe I was just uh well... we called my aaaaaaaahhhh
Posted by: Comment at August 30, 2004 06:09 PMSorry, you had to see that, Comment can be such a pest (he's popped out of his box every now and then)
Posted by: Commenter at August 30, 2004 06:10 PMOh, Nate how does Rorn get back on his ship when he meets Ari, cos my next entry, he's still on his ship.
Posted by: Ari at August 30, 2004 06:18 PMnever mind, I figured somthing out
Posted by: Ari at August 30, 2004 08:34 PM