My Kotor story

[Revan Skywalker]

STAR WARS

 

KNIGHTS OF THE OLD REPUBLIC

 

Corsen Varr’s eyes snapped open. He felt the floor rumble again, this time making the bookshelf on the wall collapse. The door to his bunk opened, and a man wearing a red uniform walked in.

 

“ Trask, what’s happening?” Corsen asked.

 

“ It took you that long to figure just that out?” Trask Ulgo retorted. “ We’re being attacked, and we need to get to the bridge and find Bastila.”

 

Trask tossed Corsen a blaster, and he pulled on his tunic. Well, this is just great, he thought. We’re in the middle of nowhere and the Sith can still find us. As the door opened again, a Republic trooper could be seen firing at a sivler armored figure at the end of the hall. A blaster bolt slammed into his chest and he fell to the floor. Suddenly angry, Corsen rolled into the hallway, pulling the trigger. As the Sith saw him and raised its defences appropriately, a smoking hole in his chest appeared. Trask came from behind Corsen.

 

“ Nice shooting”, he said.

 

Corsen nodded in response, as his wrist communicator beeped with a message.

 

“ This is Carth Onasi. Bastila is currently on the bridge. We need more personel to make our way to the escape pods. All hands to the bridge.”

 

Corsen had heard enough. He began to run.

 

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Carth Onasi, Republic pilot, looked at the screen in front of him. It was bad. Really bad. The readings showed that the Endar Spire would break in half in a matter of minutes. He turned to Captain Shlo.

 

“ Captain, we have to get Bastila to the escape pods and onto the planet”, Carth said.

 

“ I’m afraid I cannot do that Ensign,” Shlo responded sadly. “ Another ship is approaching to block our route to the planet.” Carth looked out the observation window. Seconds later, a huge, grey and red hulk was direcly in front of them.

 

“ That’s no Sith ship.”

 

“ It’s the Sojourn.”

 

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Corsen felt the ship rumble yet again, and found himself constantly looking back to see if Trask was alright. As they approached another door, they found it unlocked. Surprised, Trask walked forward while Corsen readied his blaster. Behind the door was chaos. The corridors were filled with the sound of vibroblades clashing, balsters firing, and the screams of dieing men. A Sith soldier was standing above another man, trembling with fear. Corsen came forward and simply shoved a vibroblade into the Sith’s spine. The Republic trooper got up and looked ready to hug Corsen if he got the chance.

 

“ Thank you sir”, he said. “ If there’s anything I can do for you-”

 

“ It’s alright soldier. Continue on,” Trask said. He handed the man his blaster.

 

As he ran into the fray again, Corsen said, “ Thanks.”

 

“No problem.”

 

As they walked forward, a red blade could be seen gleaming on the other side of the corridor. More screams came from that direction, and all Sith stopped attacking but instead ran toward the Sith knight. When all were behind him, he raised his hand and all the Republic soldiers went flying. They got up, and charged, hoping that sheer numbers would be able to defeat the Sith. They were wrong. Anyone who attacked him was swiftly cut down. Trask and Corsen had not moved. The Sith smiled evilly.

 

“ And now there are two”, he said.

 

Trask and Corsen formed a rotating circle around the Sith, and attacked from two sides at once. The Dark Jedi leapt up, at the same time another red blade springing forth from the opposite end. Trask threw a grenade and covered his eyes as the explosion knocked him back. Then the Sith came towards Trask. Corsen stabbed at the back of the Sith, but the move was blocked. Lifting a hand, Corsen was raised up from the ground and thrown to the wall. Grabbing Trask by his shirt, the Sith shoved the lightsaber into the soldier’s stomach. Throwing him down, the Dark Jedi looked at Corsen. Then a blue blade met the double bladed red one, and the laser swords clashed. The Jedi made a slash to the leg, and the Sith countered, spinning around and throwing out a foot into the Jedi’s chest. She was knocked back,and her lightsaber slipped from her grasp. The Sith raised his blade for the final blow, but before it could come down, his head was tossed from his shoulders. As the body fell, Corsen stood in its place, a vibroblade in his hand. Then, the Endar Spire shook violently. The door burst open and twenty Republic soldiers came in, battle ready. Medics took the body of Trask away before Corsen could object, and he never saw him again. He breathed slowly, tears threatening to overcome him. The Jedi got up and retrieved her lightsaber.

 

“ Thank you”, she said.

 

“ Thank you”, Corsen responded. Then he began to walk to the bridge, speed no longer important anymore. He had lost a friend.

 

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Carth felt safe again. With the Sojourn, the most powerful ship in the fleet, attacking the Sith Cruiser, they would be alright. Bastila was sitting near a console: the ship had become calm enough that she could use her Battle Meditation. Carth looked outside to see the effects. If there were any, he didn’t know. Then, with no explanation, the Sojourn exploded. The fire seemed to reach out to the Endar Spire, and the shockwave ripped through the hull. The ship spun.

 

Trying to stand upright, Carth yelled, “ All hands to the escape pods.”

 

“ Ensign, I do not believe that to be the best course of acti-” Captain Shlo stopped her self. The crew looked at her expectantly. “ Listen to Ensign Onasi.”

 

Carth smiled for a moment, then turned his attention to Bastila, who was already standing.

 

Another soldier came to Carth and he said, “ I’ve been assigned to help you.”

 

“ Let’s get Bastila to the Escape Pods”, Carth responded. As they made their way off the bridge, he turned and saw Captain Shlo standing at her post, never to leave it again.

 

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Corsen walked beside Bastila Shan, and Carth Onasi. As the Endar Spire rocked, (it had stopped rolling) they found it hard to keep their balance. Progress was slow, and a platoon of Sith came from behind them.

 

“ Get Bastila to the Escape Pods!” Corsen yelled. He knew how to deal with troopers.

 

As the other two ran, he put a hand behind his back.

 

“ Freeze Republic scum!” one of the Sith shouted.

 

“Of course. I’ll freeze” Corsen pulled out an adhesive grenade and threw it towards the troopers. “ You!”

 

The Sith had half a second to scream before their bodies were frozen completely. Corsen turned and ran to catch up with the others.

 

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Carth motioned for Bastila to get in one of the Escape Pods. As she climbed in and shut the door, Carth took a deep breath. Then he activated the launch sequence. The Escape Pod flew away, to the planet suface. A moment later, Carth heard blaster shots outside the door, and readied his own pistols. Then the noise stopped, and Corsen came in, coughing. Carth breathed a sigh of relief, and opened the door to the last Escape Pod. Corsen climbed in, and Carth set the automatice launch timer to fifteen seconds. He climbed in as well, shut the door, and their pod flew away, just as the Endar Spire exploded.

 

Chap 2 next!

[Revan Skywalker]

CHAPTER 2

 

TARIS

 

Corsen opened his eyes to the face of Carth Onasi. He sat up as the soldier backed away. He looked around to find they were inside an apartment, with chairs and a couch, as well a holoprojector for the holonet.

 

“ Good to see you up, instead of seeing you thrashing about in your sleep”, Carth said. “You must have been having one hell of a nightmare.”

 

Nightmare, Corsen thought. Then he remembered. He had seen a woman with a yellow lightsaber, and she was saying something. Then, the room seemed to rock, and all went black. “How did I get here?” Corsen asked tensely.

 

“ We crashed from the space battle above. The Endar Spire, remember?” Carth replied. The images came flashing back now, and Corsen remembered the ship, the fighting, and Trask. A lump in his throat threatened to rise, but he pushed it back down. He swallowed, and focused on the moment. “ We’re on the planet of Taris”, Carth began again. “ We fell into the upper city when our escape pod crashed, and you were banged up pretty bad. I wasn’t tough, so I was able to drag you away from our crash site before the Sith arrived on the scene.”

 

“ The Sith?” Corsen asked. “ I thought we were here for supplies. We wouldn’t get them from the Sith.”

 

“ The Sith took over the planet after they had taken out the Endar Spire and the Sojourn. They’ve imposed a plant-wide quarantine, and taken the Republic base here.”

 

“ I guess I owe you my life. Thanks.”

 

“ I haven’t abandoned anyone before on a mission, and I’m not about to start.”

 

“ It’s Carth, right?”

 

“ Yes, and your name?”

 

“ Corsen.”

 

“ Well, now that we’re acquainted, we need to find Bastila.”

 

“ Who’s Bastila?” Corsen asked.

 

“ That bump on your head must have done more damage than I thought. Bastila’s the key to the whole Republic war effort. She has a rare, “gift” as the Jedi would have said it, called “Battle Meditation”. I don’t know much about it, but I do know that its won us the few battles we can gloat about”, Carth said.

 

“ Did she make it to the planet safely?”

 

“ I don’t know, but I did some scans and found some energy readings down in the lower city, so that’s probably a good place to start.” Corsen thought about it carefully. It could work, and they had to hope that Bastila was alive, or their efforts would be for nothing. He looked down at his blaster, still in its holster. He remembered what Trask had said years ago. “It’s better to go down fighting than to go down without a fight at all.” (Trask and Corsen are best friends in this story.) He had been right.

 

“ If we’re going to get some land covered before dark, we’d better head out now”, Corsen said.

 

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Carth walked toward the door as Corsen gathered the small amount of supplies they had; three medpacks, and an extra ammo pack. His companion walked up and the door hissed open. The first sounds Carth heard were the sounds of blaster fire. He looked to his left. A Sith and two droids were walking down the hallway, a dead Duros behind them. They stopped in front of the two Republicans.

 

“ We’re looking for two Republic officers who were reported to have taken up residence here”, the Sith said. “ If you know where they are, tell us now. You just saw what we do to unwilling citizens.” He gestured to the body a few feet away.

 

Carth spoke up. “ We haven’t seen anything suspicious, but we’ll keep our eyes open.” The Sith looked at them cautiously, studying them.

 

“ Very well. Carry on.” They began to move on, but not before Carth saw Corsen slip a thermal detonator into the Sith’s handbag. Carth smiled, his eyes asking, How long until it blows? Corsen held up ten fingers to demonstrate ten seconds. They quickened their pace, not wanting to be part of the oblivian the Sith were heading to. Ten seconds later, an explosion erupted at the opposite end of the hallway they were in. Then they ran out the door.

 

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Corsen thought of the Sith as they ran to the turbolift, how he had had no clue of what was going to happen to him. He didn’t really care about the droids. Another casualty of war, he thought. During the killing, he felt satisfaction whenever he killed one of his enemy, though he always regretted it afterwards. The guilt was coming quicker now, and he didn’t like it one bit. The turbolift came to a halt, and the doors opened to reveal a busy metropolis. The citizens acted as they would in daily life, but Sith patrols lined the streets. At the end of the huge path were many smaller buildings, not apartments. He holstered his blaster and thought about what their chances were of finding Bastila. They walked down the street to find another avenue that led to an elevator, and a Sith soldier was guarding it. They stopped in front of him.

 

“ No one may leave or enter without identification papers”, he said.

 

“ Where do wew get them then?” Corsen asked. “ We need to get down to the lower city.”

 

“ If you needed the papers, you would know where to get them, now stop wasting my time”, the soldier replied in a harsh tone. Corsen nodded grimly, turning away.

 

As they walked back to the main street, Carth said,” We’re gonna need some disguises to get past this guy. This is the only way I know of that leads to the lower city.” Corsen then caught sight of a woman entering the cantina, simply nodding at the Sith who guarded it. The soldier nodded back, then turned his gaze back to the crowd. Corsen walked forward, Carth behind him. They stopped at the Sith who was at the doorway.

 

“ Five credits to go in”, he said. Corsen nodded, a bit quicker this time. He hated the fact that he had to agree to Sith rules and laws. It was starting to really get under his skin. As Corsen handed the soldier the money, he turned to see a man cornered by two Sith. He held his hands up in surrender, but the soldiers raised their blaster rifles, and shot him. Over and over again. Corsen was disgusted, and the Sith once again said, “ Five credits to go in.” Corsen shoved the credits into the man’s hand and strode into the cantina. They entered and were blocked by a crowd, waiting to see something. He peered over a man’s soldier to see to people at the Pazacc table, and Corsen immediately recognized the face of the woman who had gone in without paying.

 

“ Why are you so interested in her?” Carth asked.

 

“ Because she wasn’t stopped by the Sith back at the doorway”, Corsen replied. “ I’m guessing that she’s a Sith. If she is, then she’ll know where their uniforms are stored.” He walked to the front of the crowd, who were cheering. The “Sith” must have won another round of Pazacc. The challenger seat was empty, so he took it, knowing how cantina’s worked. You sit in a chair for a game, you play. He had had some experience with Pazacc, since he had played it on the Endar Spire during his time off. He knew that luck, and bluffing were two major parts of the game. And he knew how to bluff.

 

“ Hmmm, who is it this time?” the woman asked. “ I haven’t seen you around here. You new?”

 

“ More than you think”, Corsen replied. Carth watched in silence, obviously agreeing with his plan.

 

“ You ever played Pazacc before?”

 

“ Once or twice.”

 

“ Well you’ll need more than that to beat me in a game. So what are we betting on?”

 

“ I don’t know. You decide.” She thought about it.

 

“ I’m having party tonight. If you beat me, you can come.”

 

“ Deal.” She delt the cards, and Corsen noticed how she gave him only the cards with the least value, thinking that whoever had the better cards would win. Unfortunately for her, Corsen knew it could work both ways for him. He started off with a +1. (For those of you who don’t know how this game is played, you want to get to the number twenty before your opponent. Go above twenty, you lose. Your opponent gets to twenty before you, you also lose. There are plus and minus cards that you can play.) She smiled, thinking that Corsen would definitely lose. She played a +5. Corsen played a +3, the best card he had. She played a +1. Corsen played a +2. She played another +5. Corsen played a +2 again. She played a +4. Corsen made his face look worried, as if he knew that he would lose. The woman turned to the crowd smiling. The Corsen made his move. He had won the Pazacc tournament on the Endar Spire’s annual event. His prize had been the golden Pazacc card, a +12. He quietly slipped the card from his sleeve and into his hand. Then the woman turned back to the game.

 

“ Your move”, she said. He flipped the golden card onto his pile, and gave a triumphant smile. The woman looked so stunned at first, that he thought she would faint. But she didn’t, only looking at the precious golden card.

 

“ When is the party?” Corsen asked.

 

The woman looked at him and said, “ Five thirty.” Then she just gave Corsen a stare. He had a feeling she wasn’t too happy about losing to a guy who had played Pazacc, “once or twice.”

 

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As Carth and Corsen walked out of the cantina, he asked, “ Corsen, why do you want to be invited to a party?”

 

He looked at him. “ If we can get the people at her party drunk with Tarisian ale, we can ask if she’s a Sith officer, and if so than when she passes out, we can look for uniforms.” Carth thought about it, and concluded it was another good idea. It seemed as if Corsen had all the bases covered.

 

“ What kind of a trooper are you anyway?” he asked. Corsen stopped in front of the door leading to the shop. He looked at Carth.

 

“ Well, I’m a scout for the Republic, and I know many alien languages”, Corsen started. “ My homeworld was Deriala, in the Outer Rim.” Carth looked at him. He had tested him, and he didn’t seem to be a Sith. But he was still suspicious. Ever since his wife had died, he hadn’t trusted anyone. Mostly because of Saul Karath. But, why did Corsen seemingly trust so easily. Part of him said, because he didn’t go through what you did, but the other part was saying, I still want to find out. They walked into the store to the clerk. I’ll talk about this later, Carth thought. They bought two Tarisian ale bottles and left for their apartment, knowing that the Sith they had killed probably weren’t expected until nighttime. That gave them a few more hours in their apartment. Then, they would be on their own. And as far as Carth could see, they were ready.

 

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Corsen walked into the small apartment they had and sat down to think. Carth seemed to have issues with trust, Corsen wanted to know why. “ Carth”, he asked. “ What’s your history?” Corsen would try to keep the conversation neutral.

 

“ Me? Well I’ve been a Republic starfighter pilot for years”, Carth began. “ I fought in the Mandalorian Wars all the way through. But with all that I’ve never experienced something like these Sith. They’re brutal. I’ve seen your face when you see them do something cruel, and I hate it too. But don’t let it get in the way of our mission.” Great, Corsen thought. He’s changing the subject. He let it fly for the moment. He turned to his watch. Three ‘o’clock. He then lay on his bed and fell asleep.

 

When Corsen woke, he noticed it was almost five. Carth was watching the holonet, and he saw Corsen wake. He nodded to Carth, who turned off the projector and stood by the door. Corsen stretched and opened the door, and they walked to the southern apartment complex. As they entered, they heard music down the other end of the hallway. Corsen headed that way, and Carth followed. Carth waited outside until everything was assured OK. Corsen entered to find what they had been looking for; the party had fancy lights and huge speakers lined up on the wall. The woman who he had won the Pazacc game against walked up to Corsen.

 

“ I wondered if you would come”, she said. “ The party’s just started. We have plenty of Tarisian ale, if you want any. Best tasting drink in the galaxy. It gets you drunk pretty quickly too.”

 

“ Well I brought two of my own bottles”, Corsen stated. She nodded, a smile coming over her face.

 

“ I’m Delena.”

 

“ Corsen Varr.”

 

“ Nice name.”

 

“ Thanks.”

 

“ Well, there’s plenty to do here, so make yourself comfortable.”

 

“ Just one question.”

 

“Yes?”

 

“ I saw you enter the cantina without having to pay. Did you pay in advance?”

 

“ Why do you want to know?” Delena asked.

 

“ My cousins coming from Coruscant, and I wondered if I could pay in advance so we wouldn’t have to pay when he got here”, Corsen answered quickly. “ He likes cantina’s.”

 

Delena smiled again, as if convinced by the story. “ Well, we’re not supposed to tell people, but I’m a Sith officer.”’

 

Corsen looked surprised. “ So I’m guessing there isn’t anyway to pay in advance?” She shook her head no. “ Alright then, I guess I’ll have some ale then.” Corsen saw Carth leave for the cantina, the place where they had agreed to meet. He poured himself a glass of Tarisian ale and downed it in one gulp.

 

Hope people like! Will post chap 3 soon.

[StaffSaberist]

WOW! Cool. I like this. Keep it up.

[Revan Skywalker]

Thanks StaffSaberist.

[Hallucination]

its good, but it needs to be in another forum