Post by ender on Mar 27, 2009 6:25:16 GMT -5
Written by Quest
A long time ago in a galaxy far far away…
Chapter 1: Miraculous Victory
Yet another close call of being blasted into dust had been made. Secretus had nearly avoided a stray blaster shot that almost disentigrated his Aurek fighter. He was surprised it hadn’t in the middle of this chaos over Coruscant, and even the Force won’t keep him from death for long. Secretus cursed to himself and cursed the Sith for attacking them and starting this war. Everywhere he could see there were numerous starships blasting at their opposers unmercifully. He looked down at the city-planet below, and wondered how much more time he would have to survive. He snapped himself back into reality as he headed to a dagger-shaped ship with his squadron. Now was the time that he would prove himself, and ultimately help the Leaders in achieving immediate victory over the Sith that would be recorded in history.
Admiral Doom formed his fleets with his best effort around Coruscant to defend it from the Sith. Much Sith forces had already landed on the planet, but were toe to toe with more {Jedi} forces. He had to defend Coruscant long enough until his friends and fellow leaders of {Jedi} could complete their tasks. “How close are our Jedi assasin squads to eliminating their target?” asked Doom. “They should be arriving at the Ravager in about 10 minutes, no estimation on when they’ll get to the bridge though.” The captain, otherwise known as Allcaps, had served with Doom long enough to know that he liked quick calculations. It was a good thing he was good at math. Just a little longer until they could break the hell that came upon them.
“Admiral, we are outnumbered by 3 to 1, and I don’t see how taking a chance to destroy this factory with our only remaining defenses will help turn the tides in this war while we are on the edge of losing everything.” Ganner grew tired of hearing similar comments, but he pressed on. He somehow felt that, despite everything that could happen even if he succeeded in destroying the Sith’s Star Forge factory, it was well worth it and could somehow “pause” the war like the others said. “We have no other option! We must go through the middle to get through, despite our losses. We will at least die trying.” The group of the Hammerhead Cruisers of {Jedi} headed toward the jaws of death that was about to enclose on them.
Every turn left or right would end up with seeing more battles between Dark and Light Jedi. Predalien finally delivered the Mass Shadow Generator, MSG for short, to its intended destination with his {Jedi} commandos. Now they would have to defend long enough as it was being activated and had to get out before they were crushed with the Sith Academy around them. Just a little more time, and he will be back with the others to hopefully end this, all of it. “Incoming hostiles!” shouted Predalien while charging at the red glows in the caves with his men. Only a little more time left.
Secretus immediately jumped out of his cockpit with about seven others engaging droids and Dark Jedi all around. He quickly made it throught the hanger, and split up with a fellow teamate, just as everyone else did. He, along with DOOM, were going to have the honor of defeating the Dark Lord himself, and bring justice to the one who was responsible for so much destruction and bloodshed. Secretus immediately dispersed his lust for revenge, and focused on what was at hand as he went up the elevator. He remembered the {Jedi} code, remembered his father, and remembered his friends. The doors opened, and with DOOM, he walked towards the observation window across the bridge, staring at the black cloak the stood still ahead. He activated his lightsaber as he saw a red glow come out of the black.
Miracle. Yes, that was the word for it. Only a third of his ships were left back to hold off the hordes of hostiles that tried to thwart their path. Now, they were on top of the sphere of the Star Forge. He saw that the ships left back were already destroyed, and he didn’t have much time. Ganner ordered all ships to target a specific object on the sphere, and took a deep breath. He never felt so alive, even though he was about to die. He could barely contain himself.
The countdown was coming to a close, and Predalien knew it. He and the others were making their way out of the academy, fighting off any who tried to stop and engage them. Pred found himself fighting many Sith, even ten at once. The number didn’t matter. He had so much adrenaline, with combined usage of the Force, and plunged through, killing everything in his path. He made it to the hangar, and some decided to sacrifice themselves to hold of any enemies that tried to escape. They would not be forgotten. As the shuttles took off, Predalien took one more look at the planet before it was utterly destroyed. Malachor. So much darkness, now gone, taking so many of the light with it. Tears streamed down his face.
The cloak came off and silverish armor could now be visible with some black. No doubt it was a one of a kind, and only worn by the Dark Lord himself, also known as Sith. “You are a fool, {Jedi}. To have come this far and think that you could defeat the Dark Lord of the Sith? You are more than a fool. You are…” “It is time for justice to be served in this war. Finally.” Secretus was eager to begin and punish the one who had done so much wrong. “If you think we are fools, you are mistaken. We live in peace, not feed our desires through the cost of the blood of others!” DOOM had exclaimed while charging at Sith with his purple lightsaber. Secretus charged in too with his double viridian blade, and together, the two faced two red sabers wielded by Sith. They fought all throughout the bridge for what seemed like hours. In truth, it had only been five minutes, and all three were gasping for breath as they fought. The two {Jedi} lunged and slashed Sith’s legs and arms off simutaneously, watching him scream in pain. It seemed like he had some last words, but unexpectedly died before he could mutter anything. Strange, neither Secretus nor DOOM moved in for the kill. They isolated their thoughts and headed back to the hangar. As they flew out in their fighters with their fellow squad mates, they watched the Ravager explode, and headed to Admiral Doom’s flagship to report their success.
After a huge bombardment followed by an explosion, the Star Forge lost stability and fell into the sun that it was using to fuel itself. Ganner leaped for joy with so many others, as they watched the enemy ships stand motionless as they retreated into hyperspace. They did it. It appeared Doom was right in his theory of disabling the Sith fleets by destroying their source. Now it was time for them to head home for the celebration. Or so it was thought...
A long time ago in a galaxy far far away…
Chapter 1: Miraculous Victory
Yet another close call of being blasted into dust had been made. Secretus had nearly avoided a stray blaster shot that almost disentigrated his Aurek fighter. He was surprised it hadn’t in the middle of this chaos over Coruscant, and even the Force won’t keep him from death for long. Secretus cursed to himself and cursed the Sith for attacking them and starting this war. Everywhere he could see there were numerous starships blasting at their opposers unmercifully. He looked down at the city-planet below, and wondered how much more time he would have to survive. He snapped himself back into reality as he headed to a dagger-shaped ship with his squadron. Now was the time that he would prove himself, and ultimately help the Leaders in achieving immediate victory over the Sith that would be recorded in history.
Admiral Doom formed his fleets with his best effort around Coruscant to defend it from the Sith. Much Sith forces had already landed on the planet, but were toe to toe with more {Jedi} forces. He had to defend Coruscant long enough until his friends and fellow leaders of {Jedi} could complete their tasks. “How close are our Jedi assasin squads to eliminating their target?” asked Doom. “They should be arriving at the Ravager in about 10 minutes, no estimation on when they’ll get to the bridge though.” The captain, otherwise known as Allcaps, had served with Doom long enough to know that he liked quick calculations. It was a good thing he was good at math. Just a little longer until they could break the hell that came upon them.
“Admiral, we are outnumbered by 3 to 1, and I don’t see how taking a chance to destroy this factory with our only remaining defenses will help turn the tides in this war while we are on the edge of losing everything.” Ganner grew tired of hearing similar comments, but he pressed on. He somehow felt that, despite everything that could happen even if he succeeded in destroying the Sith’s Star Forge factory, it was well worth it and could somehow “pause” the war like the others said. “We have no other option! We must go through the middle to get through, despite our losses. We will at least die trying.” The group of the Hammerhead Cruisers of {Jedi} headed toward the jaws of death that was about to enclose on them.
Every turn left or right would end up with seeing more battles between Dark and Light Jedi. Predalien finally delivered the Mass Shadow Generator, MSG for short, to its intended destination with his {Jedi} commandos. Now they would have to defend long enough as it was being activated and had to get out before they were crushed with the Sith Academy around them. Just a little more time, and he will be back with the others to hopefully end this, all of it. “Incoming hostiles!” shouted Predalien while charging at the red glows in the caves with his men. Only a little more time left.
Secretus immediately jumped out of his cockpit with about seven others engaging droids and Dark Jedi all around. He quickly made it throught the hanger, and split up with a fellow teamate, just as everyone else did. He, along with DOOM, were going to have the honor of defeating the Dark Lord himself, and bring justice to the one who was responsible for so much destruction and bloodshed. Secretus immediately dispersed his lust for revenge, and focused on what was at hand as he went up the elevator. He remembered the {Jedi} code, remembered his father, and remembered his friends. The doors opened, and with DOOM, he walked towards the observation window across the bridge, staring at the black cloak the stood still ahead. He activated his lightsaber as he saw a red glow come out of the black.
Miracle. Yes, that was the word for it. Only a third of his ships were left back to hold off the hordes of hostiles that tried to thwart their path. Now, they were on top of the sphere of the Star Forge. He saw that the ships left back were already destroyed, and he didn’t have much time. Ganner ordered all ships to target a specific object on the sphere, and took a deep breath. He never felt so alive, even though he was about to die. He could barely contain himself.
The countdown was coming to a close, and Predalien knew it. He and the others were making their way out of the academy, fighting off any who tried to stop and engage them. Pred found himself fighting many Sith, even ten at once. The number didn’t matter. He had so much adrenaline, with combined usage of the Force, and plunged through, killing everything in his path. He made it to the hangar, and some decided to sacrifice themselves to hold of any enemies that tried to escape. They would not be forgotten. As the shuttles took off, Predalien took one more look at the planet before it was utterly destroyed. Malachor. So much darkness, now gone, taking so many of the light with it. Tears streamed down his face.
The cloak came off and silverish armor could now be visible with some black. No doubt it was a one of a kind, and only worn by the Dark Lord himself, also known as Sith. “You are a fool, {Jedi}. To have come this far and think that you could defeat the Dark Lord of the Sith? You are more than a fool. You are…” “It is time for justice to be served in this war. Finally.” Secretus was eager to begin and punish the one who had done so much wrong. “If you think we are fools, you are mistaken. We live in peace, not feed our desires through the cost of the blood of others!” DOOM had exclaimed while charging at Sith with his purple lightsaber. Secretus charged in too with his double viridian blade, and together, the two faced two red sabers wielded by Sith. They fought all throughout the bridge for what seemed like hours. In truth, it had only been five minutes, and all three were gasping for breath as they fought. The two {Jedi} lunged and slashed Sith’s legs and arms off simutaneously, watching him scream in pain. It seemed like he had some last words, but unexpectedly died before he could mutter anything. Strange, neither Secretus nor DOOM moved in for the kill. They isolated their thoughts and headed back to the hangar. As they flew out in their fighters with their fellow squad mates, they watched the Ravager explode, and headed to Admiral Doom’s flagship to report their success.
After a huge bombardment followed by an explosion, the Star Forge lost stability and fell into the sun that it was using to fuel itself. Ganner leaped for joy with so many others, as they watched the enemy ships stand motionless as they retreated into hyperspace. They did it. It appeared Doom was right in his theory of disabling the Sith fleets by destroying their source. Now it was time for them to head home for the celebration. Or so it was thought...