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Post by Force_Flow on Jul 31, 2007 23:59:29 GMT -4
“No,” Padmé said, shaking her head. “Sora, I can’t leave you here, not alone… And all the others, what about them? I can’t… Sora I can’t leave without you…”
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Nait felt the blast hit the base. From the subtle vibrations inside the hospital-like place, he could only tell the blast hit maybe fifteen feet or so from where he was heading. His palm was sweaty in Mariel’s grasp. “They hit the base!” he said, breathing hard. “The elevator, maybe. I need you to…”
He came to a sudden halt. There, above the shouts, above the battle cries, he heard something heading his way…
Something that sounded like labored breathing.
Vader.
“Mariel, go get Sora!” he yelled. “I’ll hold him off. Go!”
And he pushed her down the hallway, holding Prudii’s corotis vibroblade in his trademark reverse-hand grip. He had to buy time for them. He had to…
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Post by hk47fan on Aug 1, 2007 0:07:49 GMT -4
Sora
"Take Sanji, Nack, and whoever else is down there." I insisted "You all must be safe from Vader's wrath. I can get out on one of the transports...and if I don't....at least I'll have gone out nobley. Nait, Mariel, Naos, Darrina, Selas, Fi, and anyone else who is up here are survivors. You are too, but I worry for what Vader could do to you. And someone has to get those children out of here."
Vader
I slowly walked through the halls as the soldiers of the 501st blasted through Imperials, and I simply used the Force or walked right past the fools. They would be dead soon if they weren't.
As I began to enter the Med-Bay, I sensed a presence I had not felt in a very long time. I expected him to be here....
I slowly trudged through the halls, and then saw Nait Gash himself. "Well look who I have encountered. First Fi Kal, then Selas Taban and his other half, and now you. I wonder when I will finally get to Trok and Padme." I said to him, revealing myself
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Post by Force_Flow on Aug 1, 2007 0:19:52 GMT -4
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Padme heard the clash of weapons from down the hall. It had to be Anakin. She started to run towards the sound, but stopped herself. She couldn’t. “Okay,” Padme said. “We’ll meet on Alderaan, okay? Be safe, and if you can… bring Scout. I miss her.”
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"Not in a million-years, coke dispenser,” Nait growled. “I’ve learned a lot more than you could have ever taught me. You’re not going to win this battle.”
Nait prepared himself for a flying lead that would bring himself out of the Dark Lord’s view. “You’re just a joke,” he hissed, and leapt for it, flipping through the air and swooping down on him like a hawk-bat. He would later recall to his children and grandchildren how he managed to stomp his foot down on the top of the Dark Lord’s mask and use it as solid ground, bending his legs and flipping off of Vader like a trained stuntman.
He landed hard on his feet and twisted, bringing his vibroblade up just enough to block Vader’s trust. He staggered back under Vader’s superior DjemSo/Shien lightsaber style.
So you’ve changed the way you fight, too, haven’t you? Nait thought. Good: so did I.
And then Nait switched to his own unique Ataru/Makashi style.
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Post by hk47fan on Aug 1, 2007 0:27:35 GMT -4
Sora
I gave a gentle smile and said "I'd only leave without her if I had to. I'm going to try, Padme. No gurantees, but I'm going to try."
I looked to where the sounds of battle came from, and then looked back to Padme "Now go, hurry!"
Vader
"Impressive." I said simply as I managed to block his next attack "But your power dwindles, Nait. I could defeat you....but if I can't, Lady Cerasi certainly could. She has surpassed both of us in power, greatly. It was very wise of me to brainwash Scout, I must say....she became exactly what I wanted."
I got into a defensive stance, let him making the moves he wanted to make. "You never were what I wanted as an apprentice. Jaskia had too much emotion. However, Scout...I have made her perfect."
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Post by Force_Flow on Aug 1, 2007 0:32:56 GMT -4
Padme was pushed down into the turbolift, and for a fleeting instant there she thought it would collapse and she would be trapped. It took her all the way down, however. Scooping Nack in her arms, she called out for Erin.
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Nait screamed, and charged. Each strike was met with a block and a counterattack. For once in his life, Nait Gash and Anakin Skywalker were evenly matched. No, he’s not Anakin anymore. Vader. Nait had to remember.
“No one touches my little sister,” he hissed. “No one!”
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Post by hk47fan on Aug 1, 2007 0:41:50 GMT -4
Erin
I heard whats-her-name call out for me, and I looked to the little girl and said "Come on, mabye something interesting can happen...."
I picked her up, trying to hold her the proper way though I was unsure, and quickly walked to the woman who called out for me.
Vader
I roared with anger and charged directly at him, holding my free hand out and then shoving him up against the wall. I held him there, seething with anger, and growled "THEN WHY DID YOU LET TROK POLLUTE HER?! WHY DID YOU LET HER AND THE JEDI BOY GROW CLOSE?! THEY ARE POISON FOR HER, YOU FOOL! I SAVED HER FROM THEM! WHY WON'T ANYONE REALIZE THAT TROK IS JUST SOME IDIOT PILOT WHO DESERVES TO DIE?!"
I threw him aside, and prepared to kill him....
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Post by Force_Flow on Aug 1, 2007 0:48:01 GMT -4
“We need to leave,” Padme explained breathlessly. “Now. To Alderaan. I’ll explain everything on the way there. We’re taking the Killer.”
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Nait hit the ground rolling. As he stared up at the red blade in his face, he felt oddly peaceful. “You’re wrong,” he said. “You polluted her. You poisoned her. You made her overstress on everything. Naos and I helped her. We talked her through it. You made her life a living hell. After you betrayed her, she blew up inside our new hideout. She practically tore the place up. She was crying. She watched you kill the people she’s learned to love and train with.”
“Then you sucked all the light, the joy, the happiness away from her. You made her a shell of a person. But I knew she’s in there somewhere. She wants to kick your candy ass, too.”
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Post by hk47fan on Aug 1, 2007 0:55:40 GMT -4
Erin
"But I look like a wreck! And where are the men?! Like Niat?! We can't leave without them! What else am I supposed to stare at?! Otherwise...I can't think about anything! It's like I'm not that smart, or something!" I exclaimed to her
"Quite frankly, you need to focus on your looks more, too...." I commented
Vader
I clenched my fist as I approached him, and I said "I made her perfect. She had flaws before, but they could be removed. And I removed them. She has become the perfect Sith. She will one day assume the title of Dark Lord. And I assure you she will never remember Naos, or the Killer crew. She only slightly remembers you and Jaskia."
"It took much focus and time to turn her into what she is today. Yes, I had to beat her, shock her, and use other methods of torture to make her into a strong Sith...but it was worth it." I told him
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Post by Revan Jast on Aug 1, 2007 11:09:50 GMT -4
Selas headed for his ship. Fi was mad at him, but she didnt understahnd. He had to stop his dark half before it was too late.
Stop it?
"Get rid of it... take it back to where it belongs."
It belongs to you.
"No, it dosent. I didnt know-"
You lie. You know the truth.
Selas screamed in fury. "Shut up. SHUT UP!"
Suddenly, a memory popped up in his head.
---------------------- He was just a young boy, he couldnt understand what his father wanted to do that was so important that included him.
"Where are we going, daddy?"
The older man looked down at his son and smiled. "You'll see."
Soon they came to a large growth of vines and leaves. Pushing them aside, his father revealed a door biult into the side of the hill. Muttering a few words, his father touched the door and it slid open. rock sliding against rock. Beyond lay darkness.
"Come," his father said, and took his hand. ---------------------------- Inside, they walked along long hallways thatseemed to have no end. Selas tried to see the writing on the walls, but the torchlights were not bright enough. It was cold here. Very cold.
Soon they came to another door, this one very tall and covered in inscriptions. The older man spoke again in an unknown language, and the door opened, although more slowly than the first.
The first thing Selas noticed as they went inside was red light shining from the glass ball in the center of the room. Then he noticed the skeletons and screamed.
They hung from the ceiling on chains, and even more were on the floor. Those who had entered here and had not proved worthy.
"Selas, listen to me," his father said as he took his son by the shoulders. "I only have time to say this once. There is a power here, and it belongs to you. It will live with you for the rest of your life, behind a locked door. You cannot control it now, but you will learn. It is an ancient and evil power, and should not be taken lightly. It will be behind the locked door, and you must be able to control it when you free it. Sometimes... sometimes it will get out on its own, but you must contain it!"
His father looked him in the eyes for the last time.
"Behind the door. And the key is-"
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"The key is self control." Selas whispered to himself. "But that cant be right! Its not me, it's seperate from me! And I dont want it!"
How long will you live in this lie, Selas? his fathers voice spoke up. You remember what you learned in that tomb, Selas? About how the Taban family were considered outcasts by the Mandalorians, all because of that evil? It is NOT seperate from you. It is you! Somewhere in the past, a long time ago, someone in our family line mixed with one of the True Sith, and that is where the power comes from. Its the reason some of us Mandalorians can use the force. The true Sith blood runs through your veins, although not much anymore. Most of it is captured in the dark half that lives inside you. You must become one with it, and then you will be complete.
"Become one.... unleash it. The key... the key is self control. FInally, I remember. Thats why I changed my name, so no one would know who I was... but the truth is finally out, and I can no longer ignore it. The darkness with in me is mine, as I belong to it."
Selas finally reached his ship. He walked up the ramp and stood in the main hold.
"Time to take control."
Concentrating, he imagined a key in his hand, and with it, he unlocked the barrier.
This time when the dark power rushed at him, he grabbed it. Snarling, it tried to get free.
"Not this time!" Selas said, smiling.
So, you finally know the truth? Your father was right... you are the One. After all these thousands of years, your bloodline and mine will be complete.
Selas felt the dark power begin to flow into him. Its evil taint could be felt in his blood. His eyes changed colors again, not his normal blue or its red, but a strange, dark purple. His strength was refreshed, and he finally felt...complete.
Now two have become one. You are now the real Selas Taban, as you were meant to be. There is also something else you'll need...
He remembered, in the back cargo hold. His Dark Armored Robes, the ones from the tomb. Heading the back room, he removed the grey robes he had on and put on the ones he had locked away. Looking inside the box, he saw two more things, his Sith saber, and his Mask. He took the saber and left the mask behind. He wouldnt need it.
With his old blue saber in his left hand, and his new Sith saber in his right, he went after Fi.
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Post by Force_Flow on Aug 1, 2007 11:40:32 GMT -4
“JUST GET IN THE KRIFFING SHIP!” Padme shouted.
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“It was worth it to make a fourteen year old girl suffer?!” Nait cried. “It was worth it to watch her scream in pain?! It was worth it to have her fall to her knees and not get back up?!”
Nait forgot about his self-control. He forgot about the Jedi Code. He wanted to drill it into Vader’s backstabbing mind that nothing was worth it. “You’re a cold, dead man, Darth,” Nait muttered. “I swore to Scout I’d help her. And I will.”
Drawing upon his last reserves of strength, a pit a fury was released from its’ cage. Nait just let go. He couldn’t control it for much longer anyway. All the memories, all the people he had known were helping him now. Scout’s laughing voice pushed Vader away, Jaskia’s whisper of I hate you rammed Vader into the wall. Anakin’s friendly smile lifted his hands holding the vibroblade, and Shaela’s fist made his arms work automatically, pressing the offensive on Vader.
Scout’s laughing voice… Full of hope and sunshine, muffled by tears…
Jaskia’s final words towards her best friend… after she had severed their bond… Now wanted by the Empire…
Anakin’s friendly smile… twisted by the Dark Side…
Shaela’s fist swinging towards him during hand-to-hand combat training…watching the Imperials kill her over the HoloNet…
All these powered Nait. Everything became a blur of motion for him. His feet shifted, changed position, jumped, shifted again. His arms did not stop or hesitate on the blows. He was fighting to kill.
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