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Post by Jensin Kal on May 27, 2014 17:23:42 GMT -8
We all return to the force, no matter what path you choose to take up the end will come around sooner or later. A respectable time ago I took great care in my beliefs as a Jedi and the council thought me to be the beacon of light in an era so shrouded by evil. Even the brightest can have a change of heart, perhaps it was greed that found me to leave the order of light but it was not power I sought out, it was knowledge. My mission took months as I learned much of the ever lasting war between Jedi and Sith, such knowledge can do something to a man, things you can't understand if you've never taken up arms and lead your fellow soldiers into battle in the name of peace and justice. When my journey for truth had come to an end I was not the Jedi the Council had envisioned me to be, they told me I embraced a dark path. They were right but also wrong, it's just only now I see the galaxy in a shade of grey. Though I had not destroyed their hope, not until I refused to end the path I had chosen to take up. Perhaps through a long Exile could i see my wrong doing they thought, and one day I would return a wise Jedi taking up the mantle of Master. Through Exile I had the chance to study further into history despite the war between each front going on around me. I was an exile looking for answers, I know history is the key to solve our problems but neither the Jedi or the Sith see it that way. In the years to come I found myself travelling the Galaxy and making discoveries lost in history while everyone else was busy winning a war, I knew my path would end one day soon.
This path I had chosen was more then just a personal mission for answers, it was something I believed in greatly that made me who i am and it's the one thing I did in my life for myself rather then for others. It was the right thing to do which was why I did not lash out upon the council for exiling me, instead i thanked them without any further words after. This, mission of mine had finally taken me back to Yavin V after I discovered the Galactic Empire's plan to eradicate all force wielders from the galaxy, Jedi and Sith alike. They called it the beginning of a new era where people would be free from Jedi mind tricks and Sith treachery, this new idea had quickly spread threw the galaxy and my arrival to Yavin V had been too late. Entering the Yavin system i had felt this disturbance in the force, this planet had been the first to meet the Empire's cleansing of the galaxy. They brought the wrath of half the naval fleet and reigned destruction by the heavy cannons on each Star destroyer, it was the Sith that fought viciously but even their rage was not enough. My ship, Eagles Pride, had been spotted by a support vessel without the capabilities of a tractor beam. This was not luck, they knew who I was as I've stuck my nose around the galaxy enough. I quickly initiated the hyper drive when suddenly I was clipped, averting turret fire until i was pointed towards open space, heading anywhere other then here. The left engine begun to function incorrectly, making unwanted bursts of motion every three seconds. When i entered hyperspace the ship was nearly torn to pieces, i knew getting out of hyperspace was of grave importance. One after the other the systems became too wrecked to handle at these speeds so at once i shut the entire system down and there I was being thrown out of the wormhole at high speeds, twisting and turning too fast to handle. It was same as falling threw an atmosphere with my right wing torn off, minus burning up. I was off course, moving threw what i thought to be the Unknown regions, but this was even further then I had originally imagined. Threw the havoc I found the teachings of the Jedi code to be helpful, I closed my eyes and used the force to slowly stabilize the ship. I positioned the front of the ship in the direction I had been originally drifting, that's when i discovered my answer to all of what I've been searching for.
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Post by Jensin Kal on May 27, 2014 18:24:44 GMT -8
In my sights there was a lone planet in the fair distance away, I knew most hyperspace routes but I did not remember this place. In the direction i had been travelling away from the Yavin system plus the major malfunction that set me off direct hyper travel I guessed I was somewhere near Ilum perhaps, but this planet was clearly unidentifiable. As i drifted closer to the planet i discovered one way or another surviving was not going to be easy now that most of the ships systems had seized from functioning except the minor engines below the larger exhaust ports. The entry into the planets atmosphere was not pleasant at all, the engines were barely hanging on but they were enough to level out the ship from a violent nose dive into the dirt. Eagles pride burst threw the clouds and at first I thought i had seen rolling green fields of thick grass which was actually the thick tree line of a massive forest which covered the planets surface. Slowly i diverted the ships power into the engines as i descended towards the forest, eventually i started to fall faster then i had been moving forward until i closed in on the tree line when from the exhaust ports came violent spontaneous combustions of fire which caught fire to a few tree's. When the last second came to pass, I diverted all energy into the back up shields at the same moment my ship dived down under the tree line breaking threw branches and bouncing off of larger branches until finally a larger branch hit the top of the ship sending the Eagle crashing down into the dirt digging a hole until it stopped. This planet did not have a name, maybe there was some who discovered this planet before I, but one thing i did come to discover, the force guided me here. Was this some sort of isolation from a galaxy war torn? Perhaps I am here for some purpose, maybe I am waiting for the one who will one day bring balance, but that story has been told a couple of times in histories archives. It's amazing what information you can find if you look deep enough. This planet however, flourished with life and the force. I have learned much here by myself then i ever have seeking out teachings from the Jedi or what history tells us. Even things that were thought to be extinct lives here, but what had excited me the most was the Singing Fig tree's, a biological anomaly, the sound resembled something of a mourn, somewhat spine chilling walking threw the forest at night. They were here and there, different fauna in sections of the planet. Some plants you would think that would never grow on the same planet as others, this planet was rare and i knew that fact quickly. The day i crash landed here, i was thirty two years old and here I am fifteen years later a hermit cut off from the rest of the galaxy awaiting what destiny the force will have for me. |
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Post by Jensin Kal on May 29, 2014 11:55:16 GMT -8
The planet had all sorts of animals and with different species it meant competition threw out the food chain, something out there was the alpha male. A flock of birds fed on a tree top, plenty of tree fungi and worms. These insects were not prey, something of such a title should have the ability to flee, no. Here the birds were prey to a much larger predator that lingered silently upon the tree line with its black beaded eyes stalking upon the inferior. It's skin hard as stone and grey with wings spanning double the size of your average arm length. It crept closer along each branch but something spooked the birds as they dispersed into the sky, the beast expanded it's wings and leaped out from under the tree line when suddenly something else came out from behind it.
The Exile leaped out of the tree behind the beast, nearing it in mid air as it became prey. It had gotten out of his reach but that was no problem for one who'd been here for more then a decade alone. Some sort of lasso whip lashed out from his hold out towards the beast, the whip had been made out of many leaves which had been wrapped and intertwined so much to make a tight rope with some sort of cloth stitched into it with sharp teeth of other vicious beasts along the whip. It wrapped around it's neck in mid air, the sharp teeth sinking into its skin until the exile was rained upon by blood. Taking him for a ride above the tree line until slowly it started to fall, he hit a branch then grabbed onto it tugging on the whip.
Now hanging dead attached to the branch he took this time to catch his breath, laying back on the large branch with blood of his prey dripping down his face. He laughed after a moment and looked up into the sky. There's nothing like sky hunting.. He said to himself, though his method for hunting was brutal it worked out well after getting use to these tools he created. He's fought in plenty of battles, learned so much but never did he let out his inner beast and now he was an alpha male amongst the many. One thing though, something he found much more difficult to master. He laid there relaxed and snoring on the tree, swearing he'd stay awake. The night sky was amazing. It was the night of the hunter, predators could see much better in the night. Though harsh, the way of life looking at the bigger picture could be found to be a lot more natural then most would think, at the same time, it was good. This planet seemed almost as if it had embodied the force, giving life as it ends it. Balance itself.
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Post by Jensin Kal on May 30, 2014 8:01:32 GMT -8
It was just before first light when he arrived back to his cozy looking home, it was after five years or so he quit calling it his encampment when he knew this would be the place he will live for a long time. Though the sky was dark blue the cover of the tree line made it seem as if it were the middle of the night giving the mushrooms he planted a glow in the darkness, his natural light down in the dark. Wherever he'd been was where he harvested what he required from the beast and only the best tools could be made from the most vicious of beasts, it's wing bone sharpened along it's edge could make the best of sword though very little meat could be eaten from this creature for most parts were poison and that was what he had been most interested in. With the right chemicals, the right instruments, a healing antidote could be made since while a deadly poison to others, to the creature it was a natural chemical which slowly healed it's own body. Threw the tree's bones would rattle, anything large enough to wander near by would set off these and they would be loud enough to alert him. Even when he was alone with the force such predators that lurked on this planet could even slip pass his attention.
Like every other day I awoke in my own company, every new day was the same over and over again. Until lately though I've been sensing a sickness threw the force, echoing threw the galaxy like a cry for help. Obviously it did not do that, but balance had been broken and i felt this. Curiouser and curiouser I've felt to see how everything has changed, what has the Empire done. I fear the galaxy has become to small to hide as the Empire grows, a sign that they have achieved taking over the galaxy. Though perhaps the war has been over for many years now, i try not to heed what echoes from the outside. When curiosity gets this best of me I go to the crash sight to remind myself what's waiting for me, I am an old remnant of what the galaxy once was, what should remain in the past. So i retreat back into my home to cook stew and sing songs sung after War, such songs of days gone by. My friends and fellow Jedi are all gone, the council obliterated. I tried to warn them, by the force did I hurry back. Sometimes i think maybe it was me and my path that failed the council, what if i did stay and fulfill this vision of theirs. Things may of been different...or we all could of been dead.
The light was at it's highest upon this day as he moved about his home, smoke moving out the hollow windows from the pot of stew he'd been cooking. No doubt he could sense the dark taint extending it's reach threw out the galaxy and maybe one day they would find him here. Though he knew there was a reason for being on edge threw out this day, since three outsiders stood outside in black menacing armor. So the time has come. He said to himself, though a smirk crossed his mouth. He'd also been standing on a tree branch just behind these outsiders, one thing you need to learn is that your eyes could play tricks. They were no doubt here to kill the Exile, and he was ready. He appeared on a tree branch above his home as well, they looked up at him, more copies of the exile appeared from the tree line. Scan for his life signs and track his location.
One of them had said sounding rather odd, but which was the real Exile? The one behind them had been holding something in his hand when the scanning stopped, could they actually beat the force in a game of hide and seek? What are you doing here. All the exile copies said at once but the three did not respond.
Life signs detected 30 degrees high, south. Eliminate the Jedi Master.
Well he was a master of the force but a Jedi he is not. By the time the three had turned around the Exile had been in mid air when suddenly the blue light saber ignited as he leaped at them, the one standing in the middle ignited a grey saber taking a swing at the attacking Exile when suddenly his body vanished like thin air, from behind out from under a force concealment he appeared out of nowhere and pushed his saber into the back of the outsider. The other two ignited their blades taking a swing each while each time he blocked it until backing up and getting into his stance. Something odd about the one he struck down had happened, electricity zapped from instead his torso, his suit overloaded and shut down causing his mask to roll off. A face of a man, body of a machine. What was this. Two of these monstrosities approached, rocks were thrown by the force but that was nothing the exile couldn't handle. Slicing the boulders from left to right as he backed up until he extended his hand out, the ground shook when suddenly a large tree ripped from the ground, he raised it high then brought it crashing down but they both avoided the tree, he threw his light saber, it flew at the one on his right quickly. This thing looked at the saber, almost calculating it's velocity when suddenly it took one step back and grabbed the Exiles saber in mid air, it spun around and threw it back like a spear.
The exile jumped out of the way nearly missing his own weapon as it tore threw the robe just under his arm. They continued their approach until the one to his right raised it's hand, blue lights appeared on it's finger tips when suddenly lightening surged from it's hand directly at him. He raised his hand swiping it up to his right side as the electricity was sent in another direction, striking the tree just behind him and lighting it on fire. Again the one to his left attacked, raising it's hands and throwing them down, a large branch above him broke off and fell towards the Exile but he raised his hands to stop it. The branch slowed until he threw it aside. Surely that's not all you can threw at me. He said with a smirk, covering his true weary feeling inside.
These force androids or whatever you'd like to call it were very powerful indeed, he knew it would not be wise to underestimate them. Both of them had electricity surging from each hand, the exile took a step back and held his blue saber in front of him. The surge of power moved out between their hands and towards him when all of the sudden a green saber was tossed from within the forest, moving from one head to the other until it returned to whomever had throw the saber. These things had fallen, from out of the forest she approached the Exile. A thirty five year old Jedi Knight stopped before him as he looked at her. It comforts me to know not all of the Jedi have been lost. He said to her though she seemed almost shocked, like she'd been searching for him. He looked down at the androids with worry, wondering what the Empire has done.
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Post by Jensin Kal on May 31, 2014 18:37:17 GMT -8
The fire lit up the surrounding area as the sky darkened blue with the coming night, his home had been nearly burnt to the ground until put out by the gusting force projecting wind. She had been quiet since arrival other then the few comments about his home and the planet. He understood she must of traveled far to find him but there were things he needed to know. Across the rising flares he looked to her who'd been glaring into the flames. Do you remember my name during the war.
He said to the Jedi after taking note of her expression when she seen his appearance after the battle. Poking at the wood afire with a stick after nodding to him, she was clearly in deep thought which made him much more curious. He fantasized of the day he'd meet someone again, a fantasy surely would never happen but here he was now. I knew who you were, though I had been chasing a rumor that a powerful force signature had been detected. Looks like I got here just in time to..
He looked at her after glancing at the three androids near the tree's.
Unfortunately it was the bombing of Yavin IV which was the last thing I ever seen of known space. I did not abandon you and the Jedi, though i was a man apart I discovered the Empire's plan to eliminate every warrior in the galaxy but when I got there it was to late. He said looking into the fire. My ship was damaged, I was lucky to make it threw hyperspace but what ensured my isolation was the crash landing.
She nodded, perhaps she needed to hear this from him. He was a legend in his time, during the cleansing, this Exile was everyones last hope but he never showed up. Now she knew the truth about it, maybe also some closure to the emotions she'd been feeling all night. You knew i was going to ask eventually did you..
He nodded.
Who wouldn't be curious. Believe or not but i lost touch with the force after months of grieving, an entire year i spent surviving without the capability of the force. It is ironic that it was the very year when I had become more in touch with the force then i ever have been.
She looked up at him not quite understanding what he meant, maybe she would never understand without such an experience but he knew well. He thought, those months of survival, breaking bones, spraining ankles and nearly dying. How would you become in touch with the force when you lost the ability to wield it?
He smiled.
You must understand it is not you reaching out to the essence of the force. You are it's conduit, it reaches out to you.
She thought about it but shook her head.
No, we've been always taught that the force moves threw everything. Not from a point of origin such as a lightening strike.
Describing this to himself was much more easier in his head he realized.
It is the mind which draws the power from the force, the conduit. If that weren't the case we would be living in a very different galaxy today, if it weren't the mind that allowed us to draw it's power and merely life, we could have forest's lightening itself on fire or plant life drawing in hurricanes to rid of people making room for buildings. Animal life is differen't, I've encountered few beasts resistant to the force because of their level of intelligence. He looked down. Do you think this insect knows of the force moving threw him? I doubt it. It was my isolation here which bettered my understanding of the force...I've meditated on those thoughts countless of times. One theory that peeks my interest though, is that the force may even hear us. Perhaps even see us. Recording every moment in history everywhere all at once...recording every event everywhere in a journal.
She'd been starring at him for the longest time, clearly he had a lot of time on his hands. Hear us... She said, then recalled his heroic days of saving many lives. You haven't been around anyone else since the beginning of the war have you. He smirked with a chuckle.
I may seem like some crazy hermit to you but isolation gives you an open mind about everything. Think about it. He said until he recalled the androids. Now, we must discuss this troubling matter of those machines over there, when i seen that one's face, i could only think the worst.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jun 10, 2014 7:51:28 GMT -8
When the Empire brought the wrath of half the fleet to Yavin we were all caught by surprise, they took a chance to leave their Emperor unguarded to take out the Jedi Order. This was not executed without purpose of course, and one by one members of the Jedi Council were overwhelmed. The rest of the Order were pushed to the edge of extinction, those who did not escape were turned into those monsters. They're all still alive.. She glanced over at those things until she looked back to the fire shaking her head. The Jedi code cannot save us from ourselves no more.
He extended his hand to hers when she looked up to him, the exile opened his hand with a nod. When she took his hand he was given the visions of what she had seen out there, an army of mindless Jedi and the endless Armada of the Empire. Then the face of a Sith Lord, he opened his eyes and let go remaining silent for a few moments. That is a face I have not seen in a very long time, a better time of course. His story is one you could learn something from, the day Markus stopped believing in the Code was the day he would begin a darker path that led to the destruction of the Jedi Enclave on Dantooine and the city around it. On that day he became Darth Smog.
The exile said as he thought about Markus and what he'd become in the years that followed, those days were the times when the Sith were the main threat to the galaxy and not the Empire. Now not even a Darth or Master can stand up against the Empire. You left the Jedi Order too, you abandoned your master and your fellow Jedi Knights. You left the Jedi code be-
Before she could continue her lecture he stopped her while the thunder rolled in upon the dark skies above.
My master abandoned me! He asked me to come with him you know...i remember him looking at me, asking me to join him in his conquest for power. I was angry at him for what he'd done but it was the Jedi Code that helped me threw those hard times. I faced off with him for the last time aboard the old abandoned space station that moved in orbit with Dantooine's star, with just the grand star as our witness we faced off in a duel to our destiny, as he called it. I did not kill him, no. Instead i brought him in custody to face his crimes against the Jedi Order, the very day he was put on trial was the day I left the Order. It is important you understand that i did not leave their teachings behind, I became the Exile. I am nothing, and when you are nothing you do not fear.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jun 10, 2014 19:26:05 GMT -8
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First light struck across the horizon, glimmering threw the tree's while he felt the comfort of its welcoming heat. He sheathed his bone blade after having it sharpened all morning, with that done he began gathering wood for the coming cold nights ahead, splitting wood upon the flat rock. So many years later and his master still lives, it was that last duel he had been remembering, he recalled it fresh in his memory clear as day.
He knew who'd been waiting for him in the control center. Twenty three year old Avis Snoh sprinted down the corridor in the middle sector where the control center was, where Darth Smog awaited him. Slowly he eased to a stop near the end of the hall way feeling a disturbance in the force, looking about the area as he heard the sounds of the metal groaning threw out the station. He lowered his Axe, planted his hand against the nearest tree and caught his breath. He may think he's like an iron wall, or a tree without the ability to feel, maybe he makes himself seem like that but she knew well he was still grieving after all of this time. He closed his eyes for a moment while the sweat continued rolling down his forehead, grasping the handle of the Axe tight. The boy removed his hilt off from his belt after ascending up the stair case which led to the automatic doors which were obviously in active at the time. Perhaps this was his destiny, to die here at the hands of his former master. Maybe, but he would stand around no longer and let the man tear down his world and murder innocents by the thousands.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jun 12, 2014 8:05:47 GMT -8
He took a final swing, Avis looked like he was in good shape especially for a man pass 40. She approached him, sensing his distress after the last few minutes. He looked up at her, letting the Axe hang from his hand. So do you have a plan then?
She said to him as he peeked at her out from his squinted eyes while the light shined down threw the tree's in his sight. She noticed he'd been gathering more resources, perhaps did not plan on getting off this planet after all this time. I've been here for fifteen years...I'm a relic of a time long gone. This is my home now. He said to her then went to pick up a bundle of logs when suddenly she sprinted towards him swinging her fist up towards his gut, he shifted his weight away from her, grasped her arm with his hand and tossed her the other way. The logs were under his right arm held up against his side. Do you think it is the thrill of adventure I miss?
He shook his head with a smirk while turning to walk away and like the wind she was already behind him after leaping into the air with her rising fist, he looked to the corner of his eye and grabbed the logs in each hand. He turned around batting her fist to the side when before she knew it he'd stopped inches from her face after swinging his right arm around but she'd been prepared for any counter attack, ducking as the other log came near her face and twisting around with a leg sweep. Avis did not jump, nor did he move, he held his ground as her foot came across his. He did not budge. Move with the force as it moves threw you, be one with the Force.
She caught her breath and rolled back out of the way.
I don't plan on dying anytime soon..
He shook his head and closed his eyes.
That is why you fail. We must always be ready to die, that's how true victory is achieved. You don't peek my interest, your nothing but another Jedi heading down the wrong path.
He turned to walk away but she approached him.
Who are you to say I have chosen he wrong path. Your Master turned to the Dark side and you left the Order on some damn mission, you may of been stuck here without choice but you abandoned the Jedi Order the day you walked out on them.
He looked at her once more.
You would never understand...you were what, a mere teenager barely scratching the surface of a full fledged Jedi.
She was set back in that moment, looking at him as if he were asking him who did he think he was.
I was an eighteen year old girl with some dumb crush who looked up to a Jedi Knight as if he were invincible. Everyone grows up eventually to become who we were meant to be...looks like the beacon of hope turned out to be some lost hermit. Maybe i was wrong coming here.
He stood still for that moment when he recalled one of his older memories, he was just about 24 at the time, sitting in the courtyard of the Jedi temple on the ledge of a grand fountain, just beside her. He watched her walk away, wondering how he could ever forget her.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jun 12, 2014 18:53:30 GMT -8
We're all forced to move from one moment to another. Sometimes we move to fast and the world around you changes before you know it, only when you're old will you truly discover all of your regrets. Avis knew if times were catching up to him it was time to stop running and face the problems of the past. He knelt down inside his home, opening a floor hatch which revealed an old chest resting in a dug out hole just it's size. He reached down and pulled the chest from out of the hole and placed it upon the floor beside himself, he looked at it, once upon a time he swore to himself he'd always keep this locked away but perhaps it was time to break a promise or two.
When he blew off the dust resting on top, carved into the wooden chest was the symbol of the Jedi Order. He moved his hand above the lock breaking it into two, when he opened the chest and grabbed what was inside with both hands he stood up and let the Jedi robe unfold before him. AVIS!
He heard her screams from the forest. Clara.. He spoke her name after so long. She had been backing up, the Force Android ignited it's silver Lightsaber. She felt the pressure of the force pushing her against the tree, she looked to the side, throwing a branch towards the android but it's ignited saber sliced threw it. She felt the tightening sensation around her neck as she started to choke, until the android let up for a moment. A massive force signature emitted from the forest, it scanned the area, detecting manipulated force energy all around at once as if the very air itself had a mind of it's own. There was so much force being manipulated that the android's senses were almost blind to Avis sprinting threw the forest with his ignited lightsaber. Leaves, sticks and rocks started to float off the ground like it were space. Little did they know these androids were also monitors and scouts, everything they saw, it's control center could see as well. It's silver vision detected the force everywhere at once being manipulated to fool it's senses until suddenly it's senses begun improving because Avis started to channel the force around him into his lightsaber.
Wait...Avis!! She screamed but he moved without any relent. He raised his lightsaber and swung down upon this android, it raised it's silver saber but then came the crashing energy of the force like a tsunami wave which crushed the body of the android killing or destroying it in an instant. He caught his breath and lowered the hood above his head, he looked at her who had been rubbing her neck. They know who you are now. They're coming...the Empire is coming here.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jun 15, 2014 20:11:53 GMT -8
The planet was alone with it's star here out in the uncharted, but no matter where something worth conquering may be the Empire will always find it. A fleet of fifty Star destroyers entered the system in front of the newly discovered planet, he glanced down at the planet with the Exile's face fresh in his memory. This man was none other then Captain Arko of the Exceeder, a man surrounded by many conspiracies. His skin almost looked grey, his hair black as deep space and his eyes aquatic blue, his age was unknown on records but he looked young even though he's been a captain for the past five years. Some say he an alien not of this galaxy, though humanoid in every way he's looked the same over the past twenty years. Too long have I hunted down these beings, and so the force will die of it's wounds and the infinite power of silence will fall. He starred down upon this world thinking of his mission and obsessing over this day as he dreamed of it for so long, begs the question of how old he really is. His eyes, wide and sinister, his lips parted while a smirk crept up in it's corner. Burn it down...all of it. His second officer parted his mouth as he glanced down at the planet feeling almost hesitant to execute such an order once again. His hands begun to sweat as he held one by the other behind his back, he looked back towards Arko and cleared his throat. My lord, with much respect perhaps it would be wise to not destroy every planet we encounter if we are to expand our horizons. People will begin to rebel and I don't - um, think.. He grew much more hesitant to continue speaking when Arko glanced at him in the corner of his eye. I admire your courage to speak your mind to someone with such a reputation. Though a fool nonetheless, i did not promote you to think. Do as i command or you will be on the next planet when it's obliterated. His officer stepped closer and then Arko chuckled. Oh yes, i failed to mention my plan on how to truly eradicate the force. First it will be that wreaking bog world, then Korriban, Dantooine, Tython, Dromuund Kass, until everyone is severed from it's taint for good.
Down below he'd been following Clara to her landing sight after packing light knowing well this would be the last time he would ever see this place. They walked threw the forest side by side when he felt the disturbance of a strange presence. He looked all around until his glance was brought to the skies. Something evil turns it's sight upon us, it's presence feels like a cruel death. I feel as if this man is responsible for the eradication of all force wielders. Something not of this galaxy...
He spoke to her, though it was almost as if he'd been telling himself this and for the first time in a very long time he felt true fear. She looked up when something caught her sights, something red in the blue sky above. We need to run... now! She said to Avis.
{Run boy run - Woodkid}Both Avis and Clara begun sprinting threw the forest when suddenly the impact of cannon fire smacked the ground hard enough to cause a small tremor, they heard the explosion as the forest had been set afire instantly. Like the first raindrop upon the coming storm until what followed had begun devastating the forest far and wide. **BOOM-BOOM-BOOM-BOOM** As the cannon fire smacked the ground all around them one after the other it shook the forest like an earthquake. They leaped over a large root trailing the grounds surface, their arms flailed in the air until their feet touched the dirt just when the random cannon fire tore threw the tree's close to their position causing a shock wave which ripped tree's in the surrounding area into pieces. She had just moved ahead of him a meter when suddenly a long and sharp piece of wood hit her in the stomach, Avis would of hit her if he hadn't stumbled over her and fall just beside her. He rolled over and got up on his knee's finding her bleeding from the mouth. This is going to hurt. He grabbed her wrapping his arms under her back and legs, he sensed they had not been to far off from Clara's landing sight. She screamed in excruciating agony as he ran threw the forest with the wooden shard still sticking out of her stomach. The blood would only run out of the wound much faster with him being on the run holding her in his arms. She looked up at him in the eyes seeing him so focused on getting to the ship, he glanced down for a second at the moment her eyes rolled back and closed. STAY WITH ME CLARA!
He shouted at her, the eyelids cracking open slightly but closing completely again. His salvation would truly become his tomb if he did not get out of here in time, and with each moment the blazing fire alone crept closer from every direction. The cliffs edge overlooking a small field had been just ahead, luckily they would be aiming at the forest rather then oceans or fields. He took the leap over the edge, his legs flailed in mid air as he held her tight. Avis fell towards the cliff side but as he landed upon it to jump the rest of the way down his ankle slipped as it sprained, quickly giving out under the weight of Clara and himself. He hit the ground falling in a way that she was above him and he took the impact, though he'd survived the fall since the rest of the way had not been more then 40 ft high. Though upon hitting the ground he had given his head a good smack, his eyes opened and he could see the sky a red, reigning death. He coughed but it was here where he would not give up, he grabbed her stumbling to get up.
Holding her in his arms he turned around and found the ship, his sight had been distorted greatly. With each step he felt a great deal of pain run threw the back of his head as if he were hitting his head against a wall over and over again. When he fell down just inside on the floor he was beside Clara, Avis could hear his breathing quicken as he touched her wrist while a faint white glow emitted beneath his hand until suddenly Avis blacked out.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jun 17, 2014 7:51:33 GMT -8
He awoke in the silence of deep space feeling so much agony threw out his body, almost as if he were the one who'd been pierced with the shredded piece of wood back down there during the planets bombardment. He'd been sitting up in a chair and his shirt had gotten off some how, from one corner to the other he'd been bandaged up but the blood had stained these bandages but from what did he lose so much blood? His eyes closed again, his name came to him faintly now while he tried to wake himself up from this dream state. Wha- where am I.
He said and slowly lifted his head feeling as if it were a hundred pounds. She knelt down in front of him and placed her hand on top of his left shoulder, she looked at him until he'd finally been looking directly back to her. We're in the ship Avis, safe for now. Can you hear me? She said to him to be sure his senses were improving, he'd almost shut his eyes again but he did not and nodded to her. He took a deep breath following a cough which brought his arm down across his chest which had been in some pain. She looked down at his bandages and then up to his eyes where he was starting to show signs of improvement which was good. How did you do that...save my life like that. She held her hand against her stomach. One moment i had a hole in my chest and the next moment I was fine and you were bleeding out. He looked at her again and smirked. You sacrificed yourself for me, I'm in your dept.
He laughed which hurt so much as coughing followed. Someone had to fly the ship out of there...I would of flown the ship into a tree. He looked around and attempted to stand up when he fell back again, Clara gave him some water. How did we slip threw that fleet. There must of been dozens of them up there when we got to the ship..
She shook her head and thought about what happened.
Somehow I managed it. With all honesty I think it was because of you, I know it don't make sense but I know what I felt. Avis planted his hands on an arm rest and pushed himself up, it only felt he was being stabbed over and over again as he strained himself further. She had come to his aid but Avis shook his head, he was not one to be pitied upon. He had several bandages on his body, one wrapped up across his chest and several down his arms and leg. You should of left me down there.
He said to her but she disagreed.
Hey you could of stayed, your the one who saved my life. We need too reach the Mandalorian colony on Dxun. There we will get safe passage to Onderon too ensure we are under Imperial radar..
He glanced at her, with his two hands down on the table leaning against it for a bit of relief.
Onderon? Mandalorians?
He questioned her, recalling the walled city fresh in his memories. He followed her until looking down briefly at his ankle that'd been still sore from that slip, he took a seat next to her when she looked over to him after taking the controls. We will find the help we need there. A lot has changed Avis, buckle up.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jun 17, 2014 17:44:29 GMT -8
She brought the Last light, her YT-1300 Corellian Transport ship in orbit with Onderon's moon, Dxun. He looked at the planet Onderon recalling his last visit to the Museum where he'd been given access to it's underground restricted archives on the history of the Old Republic. That was many years ago as he'd recall it, Avis looked to her. I'm not a big fan of the Mandalorians if you must know...honestly they will feel the same towards me.
She continued towards the moon despite what he'd said.
They've aided the Resistance more then once in this war. If anyone has a problem with you they'll answer to me...I know the Mandalore personally if you must know.
He was suddenly curious as Clara brought the ship down under the clouds of Duxon and over the Jungle.
You do...do you. How?
She smirked. Clara looked ahead and spotted the Mandalorian base camp. She landed the transport and wined down all the systems. I guess there's no point in hiding my family heritage anymore since the age of Jedi is over. He got up as he followed her down the corridor towards the ramp of the ship. Jettison Patrellis has been Mandalore for twenty years I'm sure you know. He's also my father.
He was caught off guard by this, no wonder the Mandalorians are aiding the Resistance against the Imperial forces. Then that means- He stopped thinking of someone he once knew and then glanced up at her once again after she stopped to look at him. Master Tara Patrellis was your mother... He said to Clara as she remembered hearing the news of the council members including her mother being executed by Imperial forces. I'm so sorry...I did not know.
She looked at him with a nod yet said nothing further, Clara turned away so he followed her out of the ship and into the Mandalorian camp. It was obvious they knew well who she was, there wasn't even security hustling to the platform, no one except her father in his Mandalore armor. I knew you would return, and who - He looked at Avis. You've got to be kidding me. He walked past Clara but she put her hand on his chest. You've got some nerve coming back here. I told you what was happening to Yavin, I trusted you to get her out of there and after all this time..
Clara pushed her father back, he looked down at her. We need him. I need him father.. Jet shook his head and glanced up to Avis. He sacrificed himself to save me...don't that mean anything to you?!
Looking too Avis he heard what she had said. Fine. The Mandalore eyed two of his soldiers. I wont kill you because you saved my daughter...but I will make you stand trial for your crimes against the Mandalorians. Trial by combat.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jun 17, 2014 19:40:05 GMT -8
It always rained in the jungle, it made the soil muddy and when it did rain it came down hard. He eyed the Mandalore and accepted to be put on trial, if he were here now fifteen years ago he'd be an arrogant fool and challenge all of them. She grabbed her fathers wrist, he stopped to hear out his daughter. Look at him, he can barely stand. He remembered this place well, especially this battle ring. Four pillars of fire surrounded the battle ring, there were no barriers but just the stone ground. Mandalorians would line up to have a try at this man. redemption was only found threw one's strength. He wore his Jedi robe walking into the center of the arena, letting it drop into the dirt revealing all the bandages of blood already wrapping his torso a time over. The Mandalorian standing across would match his level of armor, meaning just the mere clothing on his back. Avis raised his fists showing he was ready for the fight, but not as ready as he once was as a younger man. She looked at him, she knew he was in no condition.
LORDE - Everybody wants to rule the world
The Mandalorian made a bold approach blind by arrogance too tackle Avis to the ground, he moved like a ghost Avis did when instead the Mandalorian tackled face first into his rising knee. Continuing to fall Avis stepped around him avoiding his unconscious body from landing on top of him. A Mandalorian down without a scratch, except, he'd hurt himself feeling the strain of raising his knee all throughout his chest. This next Mandalorian thought twice before falling into one of his tricks, he approached slowly with his hands out in some form of fighting stance. You're mine. The Mandalorian said.
Avis took on the risk of first approach but it was the Mandalorian who threw the first punch thinking the Jedi would make the quick take down, which had been his plan threw intimidation. Hitting the Mandalorians arm with his own up out of the way after avoiding his attack to the left side Avis had the warriors chest wide open and hit his left fist directly against his rib cage, he hunched over getting the wind knocked out of him just as Avis swung around with his fist hammering the Mandalorian in the face. From his own chest all the way up to his left arm the pain was intense, Avis winced in pain falling to one knee, hunched over with his hand in the mud. He took a deep breath. Is it over then.. He said to them all loud and clear. He looked over then when another Mandalorian had already entered, the moment he looked over, the Mandalorians fist smacked down across his face. He rolled over in the mud when the Mandalorian got down and started throwing punches from left to right each time. He knew well if he did not get up this man would beat him half to death. He balanced his weight, lifted his legs and threw the Mandalorian off of him. Avis was bruised and bleeding, he could barely catch his breath as rain hammered down on him washing the blood from his cheek. He turned over and pushed against his weight trying to get up out of the dirt, he looked up when the Mandalorian swung at him once again, he stumbled back and was grabbed by a second Mandalorian. She looked at her father. Stop this!! She shouted, her father kept the battle going pushing the odds against Avis now. The mandalorian held his arms back as the first one came forward with another swing, but he waited long as possible until the last moment Avis moved his out of the way to avoid this direct swing to the face. The second Mandalorian holding him back was hit directly. He let go of Avis, as soon as he was free he'd already grabbed the Mandalorians exposed arm outstretched and slammed upwards with his other hand against his elbow. The spine chilling sound of the bone snapping was loud like a branch cracking, the Warrior cried out in pain until Avis silenced him and slammed him in the neck. He fell over coughing and choking, but it was not fatal. I thought you were damn warriors.. Three entered including the one who'd been holding him back, they quickly approached. Mandalore sat forward starring at Avis carefully, noticing the thrill of battle in his eyes. Clara couldn't help but see this, she heard his quick weak breathing. This is not Honorable.. She said to him but Jettison shook his head and looked to his daughter.This has nothing to do with Honor, just watch your Jedi friend and he'll show his true colors. Coming from each direction they tried to grab him but he was swift avoiding the large built warriors. One attacked which nearly hit him if he hadn't raised his arms to block his fist, another swing, Avis avoided this one, he grabbed the Mandalorians arm and head-butted him breaking his nose. Another ran at him, he kept his balance sweep kicking the mans leg causing him to fall face first forward. Though Avis hadn't been ready for the third Mandalorian who tackled him directly to the ground and punched him once then- Avis grabbed his fist when it came down again until suddenly he threw him aside reversing the position and once he was on top he started swinging down at the Mandalorian. He swung and kept swinging even when the mans face below him was full of blood until he grabbed his shirt to lift him up then swung across even harder knocking a few teeth out. His face had been stricken with a look of hatred. The Mandalore sat forward once again and stood up to look at what was happening. As he continued beating the Mandalorian half to death, the second Mandalorian started to choke where he stood, the third had been sliding across the mud towards Avis as he tried to crawl away in agony. Avis focused on all three of them. He planted his cold bare hands against his neck who'd been under him and begun to squeeze. AVIS!! She screamed across what seemed to be some sort of fray all around himself, like he was in another world. He let go and realized he'd given in to hatred. He looked over to her when suddenly one of the Mandalorians grabbed him, pinned him against a pillar and started throwing fists. Then suddenly the Mandalore raised his hand, another Mandalorian pulled him off of Avis who'd fallen to the ground feeling incredibly weak. Take him to the medical tent to receive treatment. In fact take all those who fought there... He looked at his daughter who ran out into the arena to Avis. He passed the Mandalore's test, though this wasn't just some warrior trials. He knew he could not protect his daughter in this new galaxy these days, he had to know if there was a darkness inside of Avis. A darkness he would let out if he had to protect those he cared about, no Jedi would put someone they cared about before everything else and Avis was not the Jedi Mandalore once looked at him as, now he was a Warrior who he could rely on.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jun 17, 2014 20:50:59 GMT -8
You need to stop acting like death is an optional path. She said too him who was resting in bed after being placed in a hot mud bath which surprisingly worked more then he thought it would. Death is not an option to me dammit. At least not yet for a long time.
He heard her, but not just hear, he was listening to what she had to say. Avis looked over to Clara with a smirk until he had been looking back up in front of himself, his memories were coming back to him of all those years ago like his Jedi training had compressed these memories. Do you remember the courtyard...that day I caught you spying on me while I had been meditating.
He said to her with a smirk, she'd been only young spying on him with her young bright blue eyes. Avis had been either nineteen or twenty, he couldn't remember exactly. She looked down at him when he looked back to her. I think i do...i must of only been starting my training. She smiled but looked back wondering why he'd been bringing up these old memories.
You came out of hiding after i felt your presence- there was something you said to me - Avis thought about it then looked at her. You once said ''Maybe our destinies are already placed before us, but at the same time there are a million different directions you can chose to take this path given to you.'' That day i knew the future of the Jedi were bright. The Order is gone but it's legacy couldn't be in better hands...i viewed the way i lived my life a different way from there on out. Out of the millions of different versions that could of been you and me, this is how we've ended up. So don't worry about me Clara...I aint going anywhere.
He said to her, looking at her directly when he noticed the Mandalore enter the tent. They looked at him, his daughter more harshly. He approached the two of them despite what she was feeling towards him right now. You fought like a true warrior. I know I can trust you to keep her alive as you already have- I will grant the both of you passage under the radar to the planet Onderon to the Resistance base within the walled city. He nodded. You will be guided by two security vessels on your way to Onderon...you have an hour.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jun 19, 2014 20:31:11 GMT -8
There was a story here, so many memories running past him and threw him. Those exciting years were the best of his life and his memories carried on as he glanced up towards the hilltop where the Royal palace overlooked Iziz. That's where the Queen lived, but not only just another Queen. He was only twenty three when the council set him off on an investigation mission which led to himself being appointed the Princess's personal guard for quite some time. It was ironic that a Jedi Knight was welcomed like one of their own in a family descending from the line of a Sith Lord, though he saved her life after an assassination attempt. He'd wondered if she was still up there, looking out into the city like she always did.
He begun to remember the day he'd disgraced the royal family. It started off as any other normal day, Avis and Princess Lana had already slept together more then once. He'd given into the temptation, but it was not about the temptation of breaking the Jedi Code, it was being with a princess meant for another life. Not him. He spoke about how he never felt like a Jedi Knight deep down, this inspiration might of helped her stand up against her fate forced against her. He'd been following Clara at the time when he became so lost in his memories, she had landed the ship at the right spot and now she was looking for her contact. There were many people here in the cities center as she moved threw the crowded area but when she turned around Avis had taken off.
He couldn't help the temptation just like he could not when he was young. He was here on Onderon now and it could very well be his last time to this planet, he needed to see the Queen. She looked around for Avis but she assumed he was lost in the crowd looking for her. Avis had finally reached the Palace entrance, it was the time of day when few chosen people would seek help from the royal family and ask for their charity. He was too move pass the line when suddenly he stopped at the sight of the Imperial guards on each side of the gate, he stepped back and threw over his hood, luckily the mud and dirt made it look like he was some hobo wearing a cloak. He could now hear the people speak to the Queen up ahead, some crying, some laughing. There were three others ahead of him and he could see her now across the entrance hall sitting in a throne. Lana sat next to a younger man sitting in a throne equal to hers, she couldn't help but glance at that mysterious man in the cloak.
Two people were now in front of him and his heart begun to race, he looked up once more until he could not no more. Avis stepped out of line and made way to leave the palace when suddenly the Queen stood up. Surely you must have a request, you have been standing in line for quite a while good sir.
She said too him, somehow she knew he felt like a familiar face to her. He had stopped but did not turn around to show his face, at the very second he shut his eyes for a moment realizing what foolish mistake he'd made. He took a deep breath. It is of no importance my Queen I promise you. He said to her but before he had a step out she spoke up.
Even the smallest of a request is important. Approach the throne and speak..
He was frozen to the floor it seemed. Any suspicious activity the guards would be after him, approaching the throne there could be a chance that his identity is exposed to the public and the Imperial soldiers. He would have to be as natural as possible, hoping she would not make any rash actions.
Of course my Queen. He said to her when he turned around and begun to approach her, his head hung low. The royal guards threw out the hall watched him, luckily the Imperial soldiers had just been guarding the doors and gate. When he'd looked up he did not expect for her to put her hands upon his hood and remove it from his head. She'd look into his eyes for three seconds when suddenly she - smiled. I know what you're looking for... She said when her guards were called over. Show him too a room where he will have access to clean clothing and refreshments.
He looked at her then smirked.
You read my mind.
She nodded with that gracious smile.
There is no problem too small in this palace, all you need to do is just ask for help.
He nodded to her, then the guards escorted him to the room she'd spoken about. He could not help but wonder if she remembered him, because if she did that look was a very convincing one. He was left to his room, he laughed. The very room they ran off too, it was the last day he'd ever see her. She did remember. After a moment he took in his surroundings, for fifteen years he lived with one eye open because there were predators all over the place. There was a table of refreshing treats and drinks, a large bed with a clothing chest in front. The next thing he would do- it was the sound of his cloths dropping to the floor and the water beginning to run in the shower. It had been thirty minutes when he stepped out of the washroom as steam escaped like the room was on fire, the sink had recently washed down many hairs as he stepped out with his beard fully shaved and his hair slicked back. After he was dressed in the royal clothes he looked at himself in the mirror, and he could almost recognize his twenty year old self looking out.
When he went to grab his light saber he stopped in his tracks to find his robe open on the floor with no hilt in sight. He looked around the room as the cold chill ran down his spine, what was most disturbing is that he never sensed such a disturbance. His lightsaber was gone and someone knew now who he was.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jun 19, 2014 20:34:26 GMT -8
There was a story here, so many memories running past him and threw him. Those exciting years were the best of his life and his memories carried on as he glanced up towards the hilltop where the Royal palace overlooked Iziz. That's where the Queen lived, but not only just another Queen. He was only twenty three when the council set him off on an investigation mission which led to himself being appointed the Princess's personal guard for quite some time. It was ironic that a Jedi Knight was welcomed like one of their own in a family descending from the line of a Sith Lord, though he saved her life after an assassination attempt. He'd wondered if she was still up there, looking out into the city like she always did.
He begun to remember the day he'd disgraced the royal family. It started off as any other normal day, Avis and Princess Lana had already slept together more then once. He'd given into the temptation, but it was not about the temptation of breaking the Jedi Code, it was being with a princess meant for another life. Not him. He spoke about how he never felt like a Jedi Knight deep down, this inspiration might of helped her stand up against her fate forced against her. He'd been following Clara at the time when he became so lost in his memories, she had landed the ship at the right spot and now she was looking for her contact. There were many people here in the cities center as she moved threw the crowded area but when she turned around Avis had taken off.
He couldn't help the temptation just like he could not when he was young. He was here on Onderon now and it could very well be his last time to this planet, he needed to see the Queen. She looked around for Avis but she assumed he was lost in the crowd looking for her. Avis had finally reached the Palace entrance, it was the time of day when few chosen people would seek help from the royal family and ask for their charity. He was too move pass the line when suddenly he stopped at the sight of the Imperial guards on each side of the gate, he stepped back and threw over his hood, luckily the mud and dirt made it look like he was some hobo wearing a cloak. He could now hear the people speak to the Queen up ahead, some crying, some laughing. There were three others ahead of him and he could see her now across the entrance hall sitting in a throne. Lana sat next to a younger man sitting in a throne equal to hers, she couldn't help but glance at that mysterious man in the cloak.
Two people were now in front of him and his heart begun to race, he looked up once more until he could not no more. Avis stepped out of line and made way to leave the palace when suddenly the Queen stood up. Surely you must have a request, you have been standing in line for quite a while good sir.
She said too him, somehow she knew he felt like a familiar face to her. He had stopped but did not turn around to show his face, at the very second he shut his eyes for a moment realizing what foolish mistake he'd made. He took a deep breath. It is of no importance my Queen I promise you. He said to her but before he had a step out she spoke up.
Even the smallest of a request is important. Approach the throne and speak..
He was frozen to the floor it seemed. Any suspicious activity the guards would be after him, approaching the throne there could be a chance that his identity is exposed to the public and the Imperial soldiers. He would have to be as natural as possible, hoping she would not make any rash actions.
Of course my Queen. He said to her when he turned around and begun to approach her, his head hung low. The royal guards threw out the hall watched him, luckily the Imperial soldiers had just been guarding the doors and gate. When he'd looked up he did not expect for her to put her hands upon his hood and remove it from his head. She'd look into his eyes for three seconds when suddenly she - smiled. I know what you're looking for... Her guards were called over. Show him too a room where he will have access to clean clothing and refreshments.
He looked at her then smirked.
You read my mind.
She nodded with that gracious smile.
There is no problem small enough inside of this palace, all you need to do is just ask for help.
He nodded to her, then the guards escorted him to the room she'd spoken about. He could not help but wonder if she remembered him, because if she did that look was a very convincing one. He was left to his room, he laughed. The very room they ran off too, it was the last day he'd ever see her. She did remember. After a moment he took in his surroundings, for fifteen years he lived with one eye open because there were predators all over the place. There was a table of refreshing treats and drinks, a large bed with a clothing chest in front. The next thing he would do- it was the sound of his cloths dropping to the floor and the water beginning to run in the shower. It had been thirty minutes when he stepped out of the washroom as steam escaped like the room was on fire, the sink had recently washed down many hairs as he stepped out with his beard fully shaved and his hair slicked back. After he was dressed in the royal clothes he looked at himself in the mirror, and he could almost recognize his twenty year old self looking out.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jun 19, 2014 21:40:00 GMT -8
Clara had given up looking for Avis, she did search every corner of the galaxy for him so he was bound to show up within a walled city. She looked around, her contact was no where to be seen now that she'd reached her destination area. Perhaps something had spooked the man she was meant to meet up with, though someone was watching her while keeping himself under concealment. The one in hiding had been waiting encase she had been followed, though he was expecting Avis Snoh as well, when he stood up and removed his hood it was revealed to be none other then Darth Smog but these days merely known as Markus. He walked off the buildings edge and landed just behind her where she quickly turned around and he had his hilt pushed against her but his finger no where near the ignition button. You're dead. He said to her. Never let your guard down, also I was expecting my old apprentice.
He said to her when she nodded back to him, looking out into the passing crowd. Then she looked at him again with a sigh, shaking her head. She knew Avis was well but it still bugged her that he would take off like that, quite odd. He took off Markus...he was lost on an unknown planet in the middle of nowhere, don't you think he's sick of getting lost by now. Besides I don't think he'll want to stay after he discovers you're leading this resistance against the Empire. She said suddenly.
Avis had just been turning away from the mirror, almost feeling like a King himself. Though it is the King he assumed sitting out there now ruling next to her and it was when he turned around the door opened and in came Queen Lana. She stopped in her tracks and looked at him. It's like you never left. She said to him as he wore the clothing of the royal guard. Avis.. She said his name. I . .need to- She continued saying, trying to get something out.
He did not know what to say though, but he couldn't leave her speechless. Instead of talking he approached the Queen. and hugged her even while knowing it was not the right thing to be doing, and he had noticed by the way she entered the room she'd been checking if no one had been watching her. It's good to see you Lana...I expect you must have questions.
She shook her head and planted her hand against his chest.
You need explain nothing, it's no secrete what the Empire had done. I'm just happy your alive after all this time...I was sure you were dead. Can you walk with me Avis?
She looked him in the eyes, at first hesitant until he nodded and left the room walking the halls with Queen Lana. Just like old times he thought as they were making way towards the throne room, she was quiet yet eager. I'm sorry Lana, He said. I'm sorry things turned out the way they did..
She smiled.
Things turn out the way they do because it was meant to be...i think that is something you are yet to understand as well. She said to him while they had begun walking out into the open, he looked at the young man dealing with the short line of who had been left. The gates would only open to who had been leaving now. He followed her to the far end of the throne room when she watched the young man sit in the throne and help people. Avis crossed his arms and looked from Lana to him. Does he take care of you.
He said with some wonder, not helping but to be curious of the life she's had. Then she smiled with a nod, looking back up to Avis. Yes, yes he does Avis. She looked back to the one sitting in the throne. Her smile growing faint. He's going to be a great King one day...even if he never had a father figure in his life too show him right from wrong.
Avis looked at her after assuming the man had been her husband, sitting across from her as tradition had it the King and Queen would. Though she must of raised him by herself, then he smiled to Lana. I'm sure he will be...if he gets any traits from his mother, Onderon has a bright future ahead.
She looked at him for a moment then back to her son.
He will be the best King that has ever sat in the throne. He gets his best trait from his father though...the force.
She said to Avis when he smirked until she spoke of this. His chest had been struck with chills when he had come to such a realization that the twenty year old man sitting in that throne was his own son. He looked at her then turned to Lana. He's my son. Lana. Do you speak the truth..
She looked at him again.
Kol is our son. Heir to the throne, Heir to you.
She said to him.
Kol? Kol is my son...I have a son.
He starred at the boy much longer now and only now did he see the similarities between himself & Kol. He smiled, feeling surprised with himself. Avis did not know what too say, and when he realized something he looked to Lana just as the line had ended. He is endanger while I am here. If anyone knows I am here and they find out about him the Empire will take him and turn him into one of their mad drones they sent after the Jedi and Sith.
She nodded to him.
He knows the truth about everything Avis...he just does not know what his father looks like. Even if he spoke to you.
She said when Avis hadn't realized Kol had spotted his mother and begun making way over to the both of them.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Jul 4, 2014 7:25:25 GMT -8
Along the main street leading to the palace three robed people were on route after getting tipped that Avis Snoh was spotted after all this time. Though they were not androids nor were they resistance or empire, only now do they return. Avis had just been leaving the palace when he spotted the three approaching from the steps down below, he glanced at them then backed away to turn in. She had been moving to the inner temple with her son when Avis approached the two of them placing a hand on Lana's shoulder. We've got a few visitors.
He said to her when he felt their presence enter the entrance hall, he turned around and removed the hood from his head while taking a deep breath as he grabbed the hilt off from his fastened belt. They kept on their offensive approach with clearly no intentions of turning around and leaving, Kol looked to his mother. I have a responsibility to protect this hall... He said to her while removing his blade from it's holster. She stopped him.
This is not your fight Kol. She said to him as he looked at the three of them and only just the man his mother knew from somewhere. Though he didnt know him like she did, Lana frowned for a moment, looking down out of the way as Kol starred at the man who was his very father ignite the blue of his saber blade. The three of them all ignited their own sabers, one a red, a blue and purple. Where did he come from, I didnt know there were others left like me.
The three had remained under their robes as they moved onto the offensive with their blades drawn. With a swing to his left he hit the red saber, then upwards to defend against the middle blue saber as Avis quickly stepped in his weight towards the blue saber enough so both his own and the blue saber intersected with the purple saber attacking from his right preforming three defensive moves in one strike. Those other two sabers were pinned down for the moment as the red saber had came around, he stepped back away from the attack and swung his own saber like a bat smashing against the red saber and knocking the weapon from the attackers hand. The other two stepped back, holding their sabers in front of themselves upwards before deactivating their weapons. So it is you.
The blue wielder spoke as she, and the rest of them removed their hoods. Avis looked to the three of them not quite recognizing their faces, though they did look somewhat familiar, perhaps sometime ago he knew them. Why is it that everyone that's been searching for me has eventually attacked me. Avis deactivated his blade. The red wielder had gone for his weapon until Avis used the force on it and moved it into his own hand. He glanced to them.
I don't know this design...it's not of the old Jedi Order. He glanced to them once again, tossing the saber to it's owner. Who sent you here to find me. Avis said to the one with the blue saber as she took one step forward.
Things will be revealed in time, but first you must come with-
He glared at him.
I'm done waiting. You can take your riddles, your prophecies and go shove it up your-
He suddenly spotted Clara, looking past the three as he started to move towards her until he spotted the man who'd been following behind her which prevented him from taking another step, he glared at Markus. Smog.
Clara approached him to try and calm him. Look he's here too- He pushed her aside like she was just another obstacle. Markus sighed thinking this would get ugly very soon, he looked past him to Clara. The three Jedi stepped back.
I sent these three, they are of a Covenant of Jedi. They found me, and now we've found you.
Avis was usually not a man of few words, but he did not have much to say to him.
Now your dead.
He'd been overcome with hatred, being away from that planet was like taking drugs, the power of knowledge he'd discovered threw revelation was too much here to use at his disposal. He ran at Darth Smog who'd he refer to since to him, Markus was dead. Igniting his blue saber he attacked Markus with a fierce strike, Markus drew his own blade, while feeling almost excited to his old apprentices emotional outrage. He held his red saber close his to his chest as he defended himself against these attacks when suddenly Markus found an open window for attack, swinging upwards at his saber crashing down towards Markus, Avis having his entire body exposed after having his arms knocked upwards, Markus kneed him in the chest causing Avis to hunch forward for air. It'd only been a second before he had countered as he swung back around towards Markus. The former Sith blocked his attack, then again from above, Avis swung even harder this time but it did not get threw. Markus taught him this, moving to and from a heavy attack within seconds from and to quick pasted attacks. This took a deal of strength to throw off an opponent. Again, Avis swung at Markus. Pressing against his saber held close up across his chest. I want you dead...is that what you always wanted to hear from me Sith. Is this what you wanted to see out of me?
Lana felt a change of mindset now, she couldnt tell her son that this was his father, not right now at least. He shoved Smog harder then took a few steps back away from him, Markus was just 5 years older then him, but he was just as strong. There is a greater threat we all face now. Your not looking at the enemy Avis Snoh.
The battle had taken them somewhat across the room, Avis caught his breath. His master's form hadnt been broken, he blocked his attacks as if he were an indestructible statue. Avis fell back and set in the throne as he placed his elbow on the armrest and his forehead into the palm of his hand. A King that has never been. I've been at war with myself over the past fifteen years and I am tired. You've all sought out my help but clearly you don't need my help. I'll see the galaxy burn before i bow to you as a leader ever again.
Amid the personal conflict Lana had noticed her son looking strange for a moment. Markus caught glimpse of him, while himself and the rest of these force wielders were dealing with this it was just the prince who'd been mind set on something else. Markus felt this disturbance in the force and looked outside, then back to Avis. Put our differences aside, we've got trouble heading our way.
Markus said as Clara approached the open entrance of the temple, Avis stretched his arm almost as if he'd been reaching to her. Get back! Avis shouted to her when it was already to late after laser fire pierced threw her chest, blood hit the floor behind her while she collapsed, dead before she hit the floor. Markus put his hand on his ex apprentice knowing well that Clara was gone. He shouted at Avis to go after Lana had shouted across the room speaking of some sort of tunnel escape. He had channeled these noises away, looking to Clara when he looked down to his own chest feeling a piercing pain inside of him which slowly vanished. Markus had eventually pushed him in the right direction when he began to hear the sense his former master had been shouting. The blue bladed Jedi closed the inner temple door behind him being the last to enter as they all made way to the tunnels. The sky above, one after the other Imperial Star destroyers began showing up.
Aboard the flag ship resided in orbit of the planet Captain Arko commanded the Exceeder, looking down upon the planet. He knew it was his destiny to face Snoh himself, he understood the force, obliterating the surface would only create more of a diversion, somehow Avis would escape. Perhaps it was here he would finally face off with Snoh, maybe, maybe not. Though his double agents had served him well and he had the rebellion trapped like rodents. This will be a day long remembered.
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