Post by ender on Mar 27, 2009 6:26:32 GMT -5
Written by Quest
Chapter 3: Shrouds of the Past
“Secretus? Never thought to see you here again since the war broke out. What’s been happening lately?” Otto, the current librarian of the {Jedi} temple on Coruscant, greeted his friend that had not been seen for some time. “I’ve been here and there, Mr. Librarian. One minute, I’m almost vaporized. The next, I nearly get dismembered.” Otto found humor in his friend and former student. “I see you have been busy until lately, so I suppose you come here to talk and/or find out more about the Force?” Secretus didn’t desire either, and Otto could sense it. “I see” Otto slowly stated as he walked over to a shelf and pulled out a holo-book marked {Jedi} Encyclopedia: Volume VI. Secretus took it, bowed to one of his first mentors, and walked over to a table to start looking over it. Once he found the one thing that he looked at almost every time he came into the library, he searched it through for a certain picture. There! Almost perfectly centered on the holo-page, the same picture that he had of his father was there. And by had, he owned it in the past but lost it some time during the war. Secretus looked over the article, astonished to see something new. He immediately bookmarked the page and turned to the first page. A new edition seemed to have come out over a year ago during the war. He flipped back, and read over it. Much of the information was old, but now he saw how is father died. He knew that he sacrificed himself for {Jedi}, but he never knew how. Until now that is.
“My Queen, we have successfully blockaded Nar Shaddaa and all of Nal Hutta. No more refugees will dare try to escape our will.” The young captain and right hand to the Queen in military, none other than Apollo, reported with a proud expression to his superior. “Excellent, Captain. As always, you have proved yourself of worth to me.” Tigeress, now wearing the armor and robes that were left for her after her mysterious encounter with the Messager, sounded well pleased. But there was something else, something in her voice, that sounded, well, not like the Queen. She seemed to be thinking that there was another task to finish. “Captain, I leave you here to watch over things. If you need me, I will be in my private quarters.” The private quarters for the young Dark Lord were none other than the top of the observation tower, now converted into a room, one fit for the Queen. As she made it there, she started searching her personal holo-library, looking for answers. She wanted to know about this armor she was wearing, where it came from, and who wore it before her. Whoever it was, she could still sense a little bit of their presence in the robes, as if it was still being worn by them. She stopped when she came across a new result in her search, fascinated at what she found. It appeared that the armor was possibly last worn about half a decade before. She looked for more. It seemed to be worn by a {Jedi} in that time period, a kind of lieutenant leader. Weren’t the {Jedi} in a civil war fifty years ago? Tigeress read on.
“Secretus, you’ve been here for almost two hours. You seem to be diving into knowledge more than you did three years ago.” Secretus came back to reality and found that Otto was behind him, now looking into the holo-book too. “Ah, yes. Another encyclopedia with an article based on your father. You seem so curious about him all the time.” Otto smiled at Secretus as the young man rose up and gave the reference book to Otto. “I just wanted to see if there was anything different. There was.” Otto looked at the front page of the book, closed it, and put it back. “You seem to have found something new about him.” Otto remarked. “I have. I don’t know what to think now. How could he have been killed though? Wasn’t he the greatest master of the lightsaber?” Secretus couldn’t seem to believe that such a man so powerful was capable of falling. “Yes, he was. But he also had family and friends.” Otto handed two books to Secretus. “You can check these out if you want. No one ever sees them. The last time they were opened must have been a few months ago. They won’t be missed by anyone for long.” Secretus looked up and gave a thankful smile. He waved to his friend as he went out of the library and walked back home. At least he now had something to do unlike his other friends. Predalien, Ganner, and Doom all lived in the history and knew his father personally. They didn’t need to know anymore. DOOM just didn’t care about learning, the library, or even school. It’s no wonder he joined the military instead of going to college.
“Another one, my good sirs?” Everyone waved the waiter droid with a tray of drinks off. The pazaak game at the table they were gathered around was nearing it’s end, with the two opponents tieing up almost every turn. Now it was still the last round, and they could tell someone was going to win. But who? Allcaps smiled and put down the last card in his hand. DOOM already put his last card down last round. It was a miracle he wasn’t out yet. DOOM kept a calm look. No use of going berserk over a game of pazaak. It would be a good reason to though, to lose a championship title to one rookie such as Allcaps. After the two drawed cards, both scores were seventeen. DOOM drawed out a four, now at twenty. Most of the crowd sighed, but some still looked excited. Allcaps drew one last card. It made his score nineteen. DOOM, began to smile now. Allcaps had a choice now. Either lose with no chance, or take a chance and tie with DOOM again to possibly win. Allcaps, of course, took the latter. He was almost devasted at what happened. He drew a five. A five? How could that be? The crowd hooped and hollered as they picked up DOOM and carried him around the bar. Allcaps sat there alone, gaping, at how he had lost. He went over to where DOOM now was, and sighed. DOOM only laughed and gave his friend a pat on the back. “Better luck next time.” He had said to encourage his friend. “Yeah, but next time I won’t get as much attention ‘cause I’m a rookie.” They both laughed at that and walked out of the bar, the crowd still cheering.
This seemed to be one interesting day. Not only had he read more about his father and was aloud to take two references out of the library, he seemed to have run into two friends unexpectedly on the streets of Coruscant. “You wouldn’t believe it Secretus! Caps here thought he could get me at my own game. I showed him!” Caps immediately came back upon the prideful statement. “I was close, and you know it DOOM. I could see a bit of nervousness in your eyes.” “Yeah, yeah. So, I see you’re becoming a bookworm again Sec. You got to learn how to celebrate more after we have ended a two and a half year war.” Secretus only smiled, but his friends could see through it. Allcaps broke the silence. “What do you have there?” pointing at the books. “Some stuff that will help me know more about my father’s…murder.” Both were shocked to hear what Allcaps said. Murder? Hadn’t Ender Hegemon, father of Secretus Hegemon, sacrifice himself to disassemble an army that almost destroyed {Jedi}? “How?” DOOM asked. “I’m about to find out. You guys can change your minds and come with me to my apartment.” With that, all three headed to a tall skyscraper. Once inside, they all sat around the desk at which Secretus opened the books at. They found out that a final battle on Rhen Var was fought long ago, ending a {Jedi} civil war. The origins of the war were explained in one book, and the cause of the war was found in a biography of a friend of Secretus’s father named Teff. Teff seemed to be of equal power with Ender, and the two became friends. Teff helped defend the {Jedi} Republic from another enemy, and was a hero. A hero who had influence over half of the {Jedi}. Enough to form them into an empire.
Chapter 3: Shrouds of the Past
“Secretus? Never thought to see you here again since the war broke out. What’s been happening lately?” Otto, the current librarian of the {Jedi} temple on Coruscant, greeted his friend that had not been seen for some time. “I’ve been here and there, Mr. Librarian. One minute, I’m almost vaporized. The next, I nearly get dismembered.” Otto found humor in his friend and former student. “I see you have been busy until lately, so I suppose you come here to talk and/or find out more about the Force?” Secretus didn’t desire either, and Otto could sense it. “I see” Otto slowly stated as he walked over to a shelf and pulled out a holo-book marked {Jedi} Encyclopedia: Volume VI. Secretus took it, bowed to one of his first mentors, and walked over to a table to start looking over it. Once he found the one thing that he looked at almost every time he came into the library, he searched it through for a certain picture. There! Almost perfectly centered on the holo-page, the same picture that he had of his father was there. And by had, he owned it in the past but lost it some time during the war. Secretus looked over the article, astonished to see something new. He immediately bookmarked the page and turned to the first page. A new edition seemed to have come out over a year ago during the war. He flipped back, and read over it. Much of the information was old, but now he saw how is father died. He knew that he sacrificed himself for {Jedi}, but he never knew how. Until now that is.
“My Queen, we have successfully blockaded Nar Shaddaa and all of Nal Hutta. No more refugees will dare try to escape our will.” The young captain and right hand to the Queen in military, none other than Apollo, reported with a proud expression to his superior. “Excellent, Captain. As always, you have proved yourself of worth to me.” Tigeress, now wearing the armor and robes that were left for her after her mysterious encounter with the Messager, sounded well pleased. But there was something else, something in her voice, that sounded, well, not like the Queen. She seemed to be thinking that there was another task to finish. “Captain, I leave you here to watch over things. If you need me, I will be in my private quarters.” The private quarters for the young Dark Lord were none other than the top of the observation tower, now converted into a room, one fit for the Queen. As she made it there, she started searching her personal holo-library, looking for answers. She wanted to know about this armor she was wearing, where it came from, and who wore it before her. Whoever it was, she could still sense a little bit of their presence in the robes, as if it was still being worn by them. She stopped when she came across a new result in her search, fascinated at what she found. It appeared that the armor was possibly last worn about half a decade before. She looked for more. It seemed to be worn by a {Jedi} in that time period, a kind of lieutenant leader. Weren’t the {Jedi} in a civil war fifty years ago? Tigeress read on.
“Secretus, you’ve been here for almost two hours. You seem to be diving into knowledge more than you did three years ago.” Secretus came back to reality and found that Otto was behind him, now looking into the holo-book too. “Ah, yes. Another encyclopedia with an article based on your father. You seem so curious about him all the time.” Otto smiled at Secretus as the young man rose up and gave the reference book to Otto. “I just wanted to see if there was anything different. There was.” Otto looked at the front page of the book, closed it, and put it back. “You seem to have found something new about him.” Otto remarked. “I have. I don’t know what to think now. How could he have been killed though? Wasn’t he the greatest master of the lightsaber?” Secretus couldn’t seem to believe that such a man so powerful was capable of falling. “Yes, he was. But he also had family and friends.” Otto handed two books to Secretus. “You can check these out if you want. No one ever sees them. The last time they were opened must have been a few months ago. They won’t be missed by anyone for long.” Secretus looked up and gave a thankful smile. He waved to his friend as he went out of the library and walked back home. At least he now had something to do unlike his other friends. Predalien, Ganner, and Doom all lived in the history and knew his father personally. They didn’t need to know anymore. DOOM just didn’t care about learning, the library, or even school. It’s no wonder he joined the military instead of going to college.
“Another one, my good sirs?” Everyone waved the waiter droid with a tray of drinks off. The pazaak game at the table they were gathered around was nearing it’s end, with the two opponents tieing up almost every turn. Now it was still the last round, and they could tell someone was going to win. But who? Allcaps smiled and put down the last card in his hand. DOOM already put his last card down last round. It was a miracle he wasn’t out yet. DOOM kept a calm look. No use of going berserk over a game of pazaak. It would be a good reason to though, to lose a championship title to one rookie such as Allcaps. After the two drawed cards, both scores were seventeen. DOOM drawed out a four, now at twenty. Most of the crowd sighed, but some still looked excited. Allcaps drew one last card. It made his score nineteen. DOOM, began to smile now. Allcaps had a choice now. Either lose with no chance, or take a chance and tie with DOOM again to possibly win. Allcaps, of course, took the latter. He was almost devasted at what happened. He drew a five. A five? How could that be? The crowd hooped and hollered as they picked up DOOM and carried him around the bar. Allcaps sat there alone, gaping, at how he had lost. He went over to where DOOM now was, and sighed. DOOM only laughed and gave his friend a pat on the back. “Better luck next time.” He had said to encourage his friend. “Yeah, but next time I won’t get as much attention ‘cause I’m a rookie.” They both laughed at that and walked out of the bar, the crowd still cheering.
This seemed to be one interesting day. Not only had he read more about his father and was aloud to take two references out of the library, he seemed to have run into two friends unexpectedly on the streets of Coruscant. “You wouldn’t believe it Secretus! Caps here thought he could get me at my own game. I showed him!” Caps immediately came back upon the prideful statement. “I was close, and you know it DOOM. I could see a bit of nervousness in your eyes.” “Yeah, yeah. So, I see you’re becoming a bookworm again Sec. You got to learn how to celebrate more after we have ended a two and a half year war.” Secretus only smiled, but his friends could see through it. Allcaps broke the silence. “What do you have there?” pointing at the books. “Some stuff that will help me know more about my father’s…murder.” Both were shocked to hear what Allcaps said. Murder? Hadn’t Ender Hegemon, father of Secretus Hegemon, sacrifice himself to disassemble an army that almost destroyed {Jedi}? “How?” DOOM asked. “I’m about to find out. You guys can change your minds and come with me to my apartment.” With that, all three headed to a tall skyscraper. Once inside, they all sat around the desk at which Secretus opened the books at. They found out that a final battle on Rhen Var was fought long ago, ending a {Jedi} civil war. The origins of the war were explained in one book, and the cause of the war was found in a biography of a friend of Secretus’s father named Teff. Teff seemed to be of equal power with Ender, and the two became friends. Teff helped defend the {Jedi} Republic from another enemy, and was a hero. A hero who had influence over half of the {Jedi}. Enough to form them into an empire.