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Post by Bruce Shadewalker on Oct 25, 2013 6:58:13 GMT -8
Principal Authors: Shadewalker Who can post on this thread: Shadewalker I want to receive critical responses: Y We will be using standard Universe rules here (e.g., canon-only, fleet limits, etc.): Y Location: Various locations Timeframe: Star wars timeline (17 BBY) starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Timeline_of_galactic_historyInfo: Shadewalkers canon story in the Star wars Universe just two years after order 66. |
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Post by Bruce Shadewalker on Oct 25, 2013 9:03:43 GMT -8
There is no one to blame, not even the fallen Jedi Darth Vader. We are the people who asked for change, the people voted and that's all Palpatine needed to change the galaxy forever. It was more of a personal vendetta for him. He is after all a Sith & it is in the nature of the Sith to destroy the Jedi, there's been many wars like the Clone wars but the war between the Jedi & Sith has been on going for many years. That is why the Galactic civil war is one of a kind, now we have no Jedi to look to for saving. This is the era that shall silence the galaxy in darkness for many years to come.
Empire Rising
Jedi Conclave of Yavin V:
It was very dark outside on the fourth moon tonight. With complete cloud cover from the stars & light of the other moons you couldn't take three steps outside without hitting something unless there was light to guide your path. Since the fall of the conclave located underground on Kessel just about two years ago the Jedi refugee's became much more careful in their plans, especially since Vader killed fifty of them alone.
This place looked like a dump in the beginning, after many Jedi fled the Empire they were hunted down & killed. Few found this place, arriving at the conclave with dirt on their face, cuts & blaster wounds. Many more even died from wounds in battle but as numbers grew & the conclave grew things started to look up. Even some clone troopers found refugee here that parted from their evil brothers during order 66, but some Jedi are still cautious of them feeling anger & hate arise within them. Though no where was safe anymore and in order to survive you had to trust someone, trust was the only way here in the Conclave.
Like any other day that came, the ex-jedi trained themselves in case they were ever discovered. Soldiers even went head on against the Jedi in blade combat & Jedi were even being trained to fight without using the force or their trustworthy Jedi weapon. Still, the Empire is growing every day that goes by. With the support of the people & their corrupted grand army of clones they almost seem invincible, it would be only a matter of time when they began recruiting non-clones amongst the ranks to expand the Imperial Army. Though Yavin V was safe and the Jedi were comfortable as they trained for the future, they were all safe, for now.
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Post by Bruce Shadewalker on Oct 26, 2013 15:25:21 GMT -8
Jedi cannot win wars as peace keepers, the key to victory is getting aggressive. In my days we were trained to control our emotions and chose the path of tranquility, Jedi were peacekeepers & guardians of the Galaxy. Now we've become a mere memory, an extinct religion. We've failed the people and it is our responsibility to take the galaxy back from the Empire!
He said to some of the other Jedi, hearing one of the clones shout out 'About time!' Somewhere down there amongst the rest of them. Some other people cheered including every other soldier standing down there. We cannot abandon our way. A Jedi stood amongst the rest and looked at the man with something to say. We are Jedi and if we continue on this path the Jedi shall truly be extinct!
He was always the who had been hesitant to speak over the rest. A man cramped in behind the crowd, his face and hands full of dirt as he brushed himself off after dropping a bundle of logs near the rest of them then attached his hatched onto his belt. He crossed his arms then looked at this debate, almost as if he wanted to say something, though his chance to join the Order was lost. Many of the people were cheering for the first speaker, and this young man knew there wasn't an order to join anymore. The old way of the jedi is what let the people down...it is time for change. That was the only thing which angered him, so he took his axe and left this foolish debate.
Damn Jedi..
Bruce said as he swung his axe fiercely against the side of a tree after taking a long walk out into the wilderness. He swung harder with each strike until he stopped and caught his breath with the hatched stuck into the side of a tree. The eighteen year old looked up into the sky threw the tree line at the blue sky and wondered if there would ever be something he could believe in anymore, the whistling winds threw the trees, the sound of bugs & birds chirping amongst the forest. Belief? He believes in the idea of hope, that maybe someone will stand up and become a symbol of this idea.
Then there was a tree branch cracking beneath a bundle of tree's, he quickly turned around after yanking out the hatchet from inside the tree. The leaves merely blew amith the wind until suddenly a lightsaber ignited just in front of him with the hand of a female gripping this hilt. He backed up, until he hit the tree then dropping the hatchet. She moved around until finally chuckling at the sight of his expression. This girl named Amelia deactivated the weapon as he looked to her. Are you crazy!
He shouted at her as he placed his hatchet onto his side. She smirked as he turned and walked away, she merely looked at him and caught up a few moments later. He had no idea who she was but he didn't appreciate this sudden greeting. Hey princess I'm sorry. There's not much to do around here and I am bored, stop being so dramatic.
He laughed and slowly came to a stop.
Me, dramatic? Hah! You're very funny. Your pack of stray dogs are dramatic...
She sighed but slowly took this as an offense. They're falling apart aren't they. She said and grew quiet. Five months into training & the Jedi Order falls apart. Five months. She starred at him. What's your name?
She said, breaking away from a few thoughts.
..Bruce.
She replied.
Amelia.
After they introduced each other they took a stroll back to the conclave.
The Jedi are already to far gone to be considered an order. Without Master Plo-koon or Yoda we're a bunch of squabbling idiots.
Bruce nodded.
Yeah I've heard of them...though I know one well. The Jedi that rejected my request, his name is Obi-Wan. Did he survive?
She found the tone in which he asked this question rather interesting.
'Did he survive?' It sounds like you wish him to be alive. Even though he was your last chance in becoming a Jedi. But to your question...nobody knows. Rumor has it, Vader is still looking for him. He's gotta be out there..
Bruce shrugged as they arrived inside.
Well if he is...he must have one hell of a reason to go into hiding.
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Post by Bruce Shadewalker on Oct 28, 2013 18:06:22 GMT -8
CORUSCANT
It was't very differen't on this planet after the Republic was turned into the evil Galactic Empire. The Temple was left in ruin and bodies of the fallen left to rot, like the entire temple had been doing the last two years in it's silence. In the beginning every Jedi felt this disturbance and some made way to this place where a trap awaited and killed all who returned, murdered by soldiers in disguise. The only items retrieved from this place were the Jedi weapons & the temples artifacts. Only those who noticed the beauty of the planet city before the Dawn of the Empire would notice that this place has gotten much darker and strict.
There was someone standing amongst the temples entrance between the fallen columns & collapsed upper level which had covered the inner entrance to the Jedi Temple. A Dark Jedi named Calon, a Jedi never true to the code. He found the Jedi teachings as a limitation to his abilities, he knew he was more then that. So why is he back here after two years, that time can change people especially after recent events. Every Jedi weapon had been taken to the Imperial Archives, even a few different clone trooper armors had been set up behind glass. Calon had just arrived at the Temple, with news of a group of Jedi on Yavin V and he wasn't going to be here alone for much longer. The Imperials currently did not know about Yavin at the time, if he did give this information Yavin would be exposed to the Empire and he would gain the trust of both Vader and Palpatine. Unless someone reached him first, he looked around feeling a disturbance in the force.
He waited when suddenly a blue lightsaber came out of no where, he attempted to avoid the thrown saber but he did not react quick enough. The blue saber returned into the hands of a middle aged man sprinting towards Calon after the dark jedi had been cut in the arm. The Jedi sprinted towards him, swinging at Calon almost instantly after while Calon side stepped as he brought his saber down towards the Jedi's left shoulder. His attack was blocked then countered, the Jedi swept kicked his leg and brought him on his back, raised his saber & swung down at Calon attempting to make the kill. Calon quickly rolled out of the way while he grabbed his saber but by the time he was up the Jedi had approached him, they came face to face, pushing against each other until the Jedi felt a powerful presence in the force. Waiting for the right moment, until with a quick tug the Jedi swung the dark Jedi around right in the path of a red lightsaber meant to kill the Jedi himself. The Dark jedi with information had died, the red lightsaber rattled until it was pulled back into the black gloved robotic hand of Darth Vader. The Jedi stepped back, he had done his job so he started to run. Vader approached the fallen Dark Jedi and looked down upon his body in pity as the Jedi had already been out of reach.
YAVIN V
We've received word from Kento that the traitor is dead. He's returning to Kashyyyk with the other group..
The Jedi who won over the crowd had said, he was the leader of this group who was beginning to change the Jedi. Perhaps they weren't even Jedi anymore, a lot changed. Master Darium looked outside as he stood beside a clone commander named 'Niko' who was nearing the age of 50.
I know, i overheard. It's becoming more risky every day as the Empire takes over more and more systems. Soon there will be nowhere to hide...it's only a matter of time until they find us here to Darium. We won't always be like this.
Darium knew he was right, they all could be dead tomorrow.
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Post by Bruce Shadewalker on Oct 29, 2013 9:43:56 GMT -8
He was heading somewhere. He had been alone walking threw the forests of Yavin, though it was no scouting mission Bruce knew where he was going. He looked up threw the patch of tree's up towards a cliff's edge, a place where he found peace of the mind. He approached the base of the cliff and then placed his hand upon the edged side of the hill and begun to climb. www.youtube.com/watch?v=LxDm-4Jrg9wHe did not know, the force was with him always. He felt like he wanted to speak out against the tyranny of the Empire. Do something they'll never forget, to fear that one man can spark a fire. His hand slipped on one of the rocks as he hung by his one hand while blood dripped from between his thumb and finger, he reached up and grabbed the same edge and continued to climb. ''The Jedi Order is not the path for you...although i sense the way of the Jedi is.'' He remembered what the Jedi master said to him before Bruce left the Jedi Temple for good. Perhaps those words of wisdom actually saved him from being killed in Order 66. He reached up over the cliff grabbing its edge then climbed up over on the top. He rolled onto his back once he was finally on the top & above the tree line so he starred up into the sky on it's mid day. He could see another moon of Yavin in the sky in front of the even larger Yavin Prime. A brilliant sight. He raised his hand towards the sky with his left eye closed, peeking threw his one eye as he shut out the gas giant and its moon. Almost a reflection of how he wanted to feel, larger then the infinite. To speak for the rest of the galaxy. He lowered his hand away from the sky and touched the ground beneath the palm of his hand, he got up. Bruce stood up straight and looked out over the tree line at the beauty of this place, it was something. Though he felt as if they weren't suppose to be here, as the sky turned red upon the rising sun. He decided to stay here for a while, perhaps calm his mind on this cliffs edge all by himself.
He closed his eyes just as the sun's morning light struck across this valley, he felt the light hit his eye lids and it's warmth upon his cheeks. He could also feel the force but the trick was to know what it felt like, to know its there so he could channel it stronger. The rocks on the cliffs edge were floating around him little did he know, and Bruce was not thinking about using the force. He was merely taking in his surroundings, feeling the fresh air and warmth of the star. Smelling nature of the forest, the greenery around him. The sound of many different animals and other life around him, everything was alive. He wished he could raise a Jedi's saber, recite the code with meaning and protect those around him as a Guardian of peace. Those were the days, that is over.
Later that very morning after taking the longer and easier path down around the cliff he decided to return to the Conclave were he could hear a commotion. His slow walking paste quickened at the sound of the crowd, he started to run until he reached the top of this mossy tree surrounded hill and found everyone gathered outside. A Jedi was settling a despite with a Clone commando. Their hand to hand brawl was bloody, it struck him with shock as he instantly could feel the hate in the eyes of the Jedi because of what the clones did to the Order. As well as the Clone troopers dislike of this Jedi and of his arrogant, better then normal personality. He couldn't see so well, as he hopped from behind the crowd trying to see a way threw. He noticed Amelia watching from the conclave main building entrance so he joined her up there and looked over the crowd. What are they doing now. Bruce said with curiosity, though it was clear to what the argument could be between Jedi and clone. Though the Jedi should be better then this he thought as the brawl continued on while everyone else just watched it. She looked at him for a moment then looked back out. They started to argue about the conclaves leadership...the soldiers say a strategic leader would be best. This Jedi believes the power of the force will guide them...I believe we've all fallen apart. Survivors of Order 66 are mere leftovers of a failed society, we can't succeed from failure anymore. The galaxy needs new heroes.
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Post by Bruce Shadewalker on Oct 30, 2013 16:30:38 GMT -8
He watched as the brawl continued, he wanted to step forward where no one would go. The commando was tough & was trained for many years until he mastered hand to hand, the Jedi had the edge of the force to his disposal though the clone was quicker. Every now and then it would seem as if the tables were turning towards both the clone and Jedi until Bruce took that step towards the crowd as Amelia noticed his quickened paste, she knew he made up his mind to intervene and there was no stopping him, he can't even stop his own self as his heart beat quickened. He pushed someone aside and stepped into the open circle where the brawl was taken place, he looked to the clone who coughed blood and the Jedi with the banged up face.
The fight became even more heated when suddenly the Jedi took his rage out on the clone as he swung quick and swiftly, the commando ducked under his swing just as Bruce had been approaching. The fist of the Jedi swept up and connected with the side of Bruce's face extremely hard. The moment that followed, Bruce blacked out. Though he was still standing there looking as if he were about to collapse, his head hung down and the ability to see not quite there until he fully blacked out while still standing. He could feel pain against his own knuckles and gasps of shock amongst the crowd, though he did not know why, he could not see and his hearing was muffled. Another second went by and he felt the grass upon the ground against his cheek as he slowly opened his eyes and noticed the grass stained red, Bruce got up and everyone here was looking at him. ..what just happened to me.
He said as he looked around. The fight he had just stepped into and accidentally got punched was over, with the Jedi and the commando on stretchers heading to the medical bay for serious stitches. He looked to each of them, the commando's face covered in blood. The Jedi with bruises all over him, a swollen eye and his broken arm which looked disgusting. Two other people were on the ground as well, knocked out due to a swift punch each. Did i do this.
Bruce said as he starred in shock, the only damage he had done was the punch to the face from the Jedi, and the look of his broken bloody knuckles from something he had done to those poor soldiers. He was clearly in shock and begun asking around. Amelia came running as she grabbed his arm and helped him up, she brought him out of here where no one could bug them. She rested him down between two tree's and looked at him. Why...why was everyone just starring at me. Did i do something Amelia?
She knelt down in front of him and starred at him wondering if he could recall anything that just happened.
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Post by Bruce Shadewalker on Oct 31, 2013 21:28:19 GMT -8
His knuckles were full of blood and he could barely move his hands. Perhaps that was the last time he would ever try and speak up over everyone else, but that wasn't the problem here. He completely blacked out after he took a brutal hit to the face and also not to mention sending a Jedi Knight & a Republic Commando to the medical bay. Amelia tended to his hands, pressing a cold cloth against them. I've never seen anything like that in my life. I thought you were going to kill them...
She said as she thought about the fight. She could remember how he suddenly blacked out as if he wasn't actually there, and then he thought about what she had said with no memory of hitting any of them at all. Except the pain upon his face from the hit. I am no killer.
She smirked and looked at him.
You're in the wrong place then.
He looked back at her then to the look of his knuckles. He knew if he were capable of nearly killing a Knight & Commando he is capable of much more. He tried to remember anything but there wasn't anything coming to mind. He sensed Commander Niko approaching quickly. She stepped back when Niko stepped in and grabbed Bruce and then tossed him. Bruce rolled to the ground and then looked up but it was Niko's fist coming down at him. He looked up slower this time and he was punched again, again and again until he just stopped looking. What the fuck was that just then?!
The commander said after witnessing what was going on from inside the main building. He was obviously angry towards Bruce, and the headache that he was getting was incredible now. Bruce looked at him with his bruised eye and attempted to punch him but Niko stepped on his arm and applied pressure. I don't know!
Bruce replied.
People have been dying here while you went off cutting tree's down. Where did you learn to fight like that. Are you a Jedi?! A soldier?!
Bruce shook his head as he backed away and finally got to his feet.
I blacked out...when i awoke there were four people on the ground near me and my knuckles were broke. I am no Jedi, nor a soldier. How about you hit me again and let's see if it happens again...maybe this time you wont be so lucky like they were to live.
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