right before i pass out

[Tiran Dev]

The jedi Tiran Dev raised his lightsaber from his belt and held it in front of him. It blazed to life, the bright orange glow illuminating the world around him. His whole body flowed with the essence of all life, the power in which he was instructed in called the Force.

Whirling the blade in a half-circle and bringing it straight up next to his head in ready position, he let the Force control his actions and jumped foreward. His opponent, unable to move at the sight of the jedi's quickness and agility, found his opponent to be merely a blur followed by a second blinding orange streak. Before he could react, there was an eruption of sparks and his blaster was split in half right in his outstretched hand, and an aftereffect of a rush of air beside him. He turned, and found himself face-to-face with the man who seconds before was at the mercy of his gunpoint. Tiran's saber hissed and was extinguished, and once again the figure was shrouded in darkness. Then the jedi spoke, a low, deep, but very commanding voice that sounded like a torrential wind rushing over the dunes of Tatooine.

"Now we can talk, without any more,.... complications..."

[Divine Spirit]

HEY YOU THERE! check ur mouse clicks!

 

 

 

Divine Spirit

[Tiran Dev]

Whattabout my mouse clicks??? i'm not following you,...

[Qui-GONE Jinn]

the lesser man, obviously intimidated by Dev's commanding presence, shrank back. He had realized, too late, that his adversary was no ordinary foe, but in fact a Jedi Knight of the Republic. His agile mind sought desperately for a way out of this mess, but found none. He was in the thick of it now. He had seen what a Jedi Knight was capable of before, and he would very much like not to be at the wrong end of this Jedi's orange lightsaber. However, now he was.

"Well?" said Tiran Dev. "This would be a good time to talk. I have no patience for low-life like yourself...so you will tell me what I need to know."

 

Darrel Kwynn had been working up his courage as he had sent the message to the Sentries, but now he felt sure of himself again. This fool Jedi had stuck his head too far into the Lion's den, and he didn't even know it. you're in command now, Jedi, but soon our positions will be reversed he though.

 

When Kwynn's smiled to himself, Tiran's confidence faded quickly, but he brought himself together again. His mind stretched out, touching Kwynn's briefly, but that was all it took. The Jedi already sensed that he had been led into a trap, and that he had discovered it too late. Darrel Kwynn's self-confident smirk was all it took to confirm his suspicions. He brought his lightsaber up with a sharp hiss. The orange glow comforted him somewhat as he crouched in a defensive ready-stance. He sensed them all around him. Now he had to prove why he was one of the premier warriors of the Jedi.

[Tiran Dev]

The silence was almost painful in Tiran's ears, and for a moment he considered attacking Kwynn but then he sensed the beings around them, hiding in the shadows.

 

"Your time has come, jedi,..you will not interfere with my plans. They have already been set into motion." Kwynn's grin widened, and he simply raised his right hand.

 

In a blaze of sound and light, blaster fire eruped from all around Tiran. He closed his eyes and reached out with the Force. Suddenly,..all the blazing red bolts began to slow down in their trajectories toward the crouched jedi. To Tiran, the laser fire seemed to be moving no faster than an autumn leaf falling off of an Asassi Tree. He swung his lightsaber infront of him, and deflected the first wave of bolts. Then he pivoted on his left foot and brought his blade down at a slashing angle, sending the second wave glancing harmlessly off his weapon and colliding into the wall beside him. A figure leapt out at the jedi, but to Tiran it seemed so slow that he merely sidestepped the man's assault. His attacker was a Weequay bounty hunter, who wielded a vibroblade with deadly accuracy. The weequay whipped it over his head and swung it at Tiran, but to his dismay Tiran's orange blade sliced through it and up through the creature's right shoulder. The bounty hunter screamed out and fell onto his back, clutching his wound and pushing himslef backwards away from the jedi.

 

Kwynn watched all this happen in no more thata a few seconds.

 

How can he move that fast? He asked himself? He can even deters blaster shots like they are merely shadows! Kwynn reached into his side holster and pulled out his personal quickshot blaster pistol. He raised it up and fired a single, well-aimed shot at the jedi's head.

[Divine Spirit]

Originally posted by Tiran Dev

Whattabout my mouse clicks??? i'm not following you,...

 

oh sorry, i thought u pressed new thread instead of reply

 

i got confused because all of a sudden a section of story came up with no explanation

[~*H0ly_sHat*~]

is this what they call as a "fluffy thread"? whereby each person continues the story with each individual post?

[Qui-GONE Jinn]

That is correct.

[Qui-GONE Jinn]

It didn't matter how well-aimed the shot was, however. The Jedi had been aware of it since almost before the energy bolt left the blaster and deflected it nearly without effort.

 

Tiran's display of seeming invincibility had not been without a cost, however. He was quickly tiring from the excertion, and had to draw heavily from the Force to find the strenght to keep his body moving. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he concluded that he had to finish off the fight quickly. If he didn't he would surely die here. If I just carry on deflecting these bolts, one of them will eventually hit me...I'm a Jedi, not the physical manifestation of the Force itself! There was no panic, or even fear involved, as he concluded with his inevitable loss if he didn't change tactics. He just knew.

 

Resolved of what he had to do, and completely attuned with the Force, Tiran spun quickly around and advanced on his enemies. Slashing with his lightsaber, he walked into the fray. They won't be able to shoot me as easily if I am in the midst of them, he thought, well aware of the fact that none of them had what it took to confront a Jedi Knight up-close.

 

At that point the fight was almost over. When Tiran was in the midst of them, there really wasn't much they could do. They fired desperately at the cloaked figure, but in the end, more shots ended up in their comrades's bodies than near the Jedi. Combined with the Knight's skill with his weapon none of them really stood a chance.

 

Amid the moans of the injured and dying, Tiran Dev stood panting. He had tried not to kill more of them than absolutely necessary; that was the way of the Jedi, and he had prevailed. He had sensed Kwynn running away nearing the end of the fight, and now he was nowhere in sight, yet Tiran could hear footsteps echoing down the dark hallways.

 

Sighing, and reigniting his lightsaber, Tiran ran after the echoes, into the dark corridors. He had to find answers.

[obi]

I'll try my hand at this. (dont worry, this will tie in wtih the story at a later time)

 

 

A man stood, looking out of the window of his cheap apartment, sipping his tea. His tea was all he had. If he ever got out of this place, he was defanately not coming back. This place was full of anger, crime, hate. This place was a place not of the republic. It's small government had refused alliance into the republic. A stupid move. , he once said, as soon as the news flickerd on the screen, telling him about the refusal.

 

He just stared out of the window, he was unusually high up, drinking his tea. He had once been afraid of hights, but he conquered that fear. Now, he had other things to woory about. Things such as, getting out of here. Yes, that was a good thought. "Getting out of here would be the best thing I can do,"

he thought. he took another sip of his tea, and looked down as he saw a person being robbed. The thugs running off like cowards.

 

Back to the thought of getting out, he realized that was not possible, because the frighter pilots tend to stay away from this planet, and those that did come asked for a lot of money. Money he didnt have, and probably never could have.

 

His attention shifted from the window to his picture, the only one he had. It was a women, who had once been his wife, but she died many years ago. A group of thugs tryed to steal her bag of groceries, but she fought back, bless her heart. The thugs killed her. The sound of her scream ran through his ears.

 

If only I was there to save you, Those thugs would be gone, and you, the most precious thing that ever lived, would still be here. He thought. He hated the thugs, he hated the crime, he hated the hate, he hated this entire place.

 

His attention shifted again, this time to his comm speaker, which the light was blinking. "Well, No one has ever tried to call me before, I wonder what it is." He said, as he mashed the button.

 

"Rene Sal here. Go ahead, please." He said.

 

A voice came, a shuddering voice, one that could scare a wompa away. "Yesssssss, we need to talkbusssinessssss."

 

"I have no business. Who is this?"

 

"Yooooouuuuuuuu will know in tiiiiimmmmmmmmeee."

 

"I will know now, or I will hang up, sir."

 

"IIIIII will be up at your sttttttttaaaayyyyyyyyy shortly." The voice said, then a click, endicating the person had hung up.

 

Rene, Stunned, went to his closet, and took out his blaster. He was prepared for anything. He took one more sip of his tea and put it down, as the door to his little apartment Burst open, smoke filling the hallway, and A group of rodians strode through.

 

"Greetingsssssssss Rene, I am Shmeedo, And You must come with usssssss. Load him up,NOW!" The rodian had said, as one of the rodians stunned him, and they moved his body out of his apartment, and to a small ship, about the size of a correlian frighter.

[obi]

Rene woke up in a small, cramped room, like his apratment, only this room had no windows, no be, no shleves, nothing. It just had the 4 walls of metal, a hard floor, and an opening, covered by a forcefield. Obviously, Someone didnt care for him too much.

 

He rose his head and looked around. there was no one with him. He wonderd to himself why those rodians had done what they done, and why they chose to take him wherever he is.

 

A few moments passed, and the same rodian who had talked to him, and invaded his home, strode to the forcefield.

 

"I Seeeeeeeeee you are awaaaaaaake." He said.

 

"Well, your not blind! What do you want with me?!" Rene spoke, trying to keep cool, but also showing his anger.

 

"Do yooooooooou rememmmmmber your wiiiiiife?" The rodian spoke, and that just brought on more anger to that which was already there.

 

"Stupid question! How could I forget the only thing I loved? The only thing i ever cared for?"

 

"IIIIIIndeeeeeed. It was some of my men that Took care of your wiiiiiiiiife,and they found it rather enjoooooooyable."

 

The anger was built up in Rene so much that he jumped at The tall,Fat rodian, but was cut short by the forcefield, which gave him a nice shock.

 

"Toooooo my point, Mr. Sal, Your wiiiiiiiife killed three of my men before the remaining two finished her."

 

Rene was saddend by the fact he hadnt went with his wife to the market that day. She was a strong woman, well know in many self defense methods.He would love to kill Shmeedo right now, but fortuneatly for Shmeedo, the forcefield was in place.

 

"Anyyyyyyywaaaaaaays, Mr.Sal, I am going to return the favor to my men who died years ago, at the hands of your wife. In 3 hours, your execution will take place, and all will be well."

 

Shmeedo gave a sly smirk and turned to face one of his minions who had just arrived.

 

"Sir, Dard's men are on their way! this may be the invasion we have heard about." The young gran spoke.

 

"FIne, prepare the turrets. I will be in my office if you have any further information." Shmeedo walked off.

 

"Hey, you there, come here." Rene said to the guard.

 

"What do you want?"

 

"Who is Dard?" Rene asked.

 

"Dard is one of the crime bosses that is in conflict with My boss, Shmeedo."

 

"Oh..........Nevermind." Rene frowned and laid on the floor.

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an hour later, he heard the sound of blasters firing left and right. He heard the sound of fighters in the air, and torpeados hammering the building. After a few minutes, he heard a big bang, and the lightsa flickerd, and went off. The force field had went down as well as all other electricity.

 

Nows my chance ,he thought. He ran past the forcefield as it came back on behind him, and little emergency power lights came on, barely lighting the room. He ran to a small table, and noticed his blaster was there. He picked his blaster belt up and put it around his waist. He ran out of the door, to a flight of staires, and he hurried to the top. Shmeedo's men where running around franticly, not paying Rene any attention. Finally, he reached the roof level, and he ran to the side. Dard's men had the place surrounded, ground and air. He looked around and saw the frighter that Had carried him here. He ran to it, and powered up the engines, then hovered. He began to take off when one of those fighters from Dard's men came roaring at him, firing.

 

Rene quickly sent the message that he was Shmeedo's prisoner escaping, and they let him go. He flew out of the atmosphere, and to the stars. I'm free! I am actually free! I get to leave that horrible place behind! He thought, as he tryed to decide on where to go. He noticed that the fuel level was low in the frighter, and he has to refuel. He then set course for Coruscant, and then Blasted into hyperspace.

[Tiran Dev]

WEll this is what it looks like,...I haven't viewed it in a couple days as you can see (since the 11th). But it seems to have a good start (even if it is right in the middle) If you would like to continue it, or work the story in your that'd be tight. I think you and i have the potential to begin an incredbile saga in this forum.

Let's make it happen, baby!!!!!

[Tiran Dev]

Tiran reached out with the force,...his mind and body connecting together. Everything in the world seemed to flow just like it was meant to,..without noises from the outside world or any interruptions. He could see the outline of Kwynn's body even through the walls of corners and hallways,..and he sped his movement up to pursue,....

[atinymonkey]

Kwynn's body slammed into the doorframe, spinning him toward the corridor. He could feel the presence of the Jedi behind him, searching him out, the spidery presence on the back of his neck and down. He gave a glance to the routes he had in front, as his hand slapped down on the door pannel, sealing it shut. Caught by suprise he allowed himself a wry smile at the slight time advantage he gained, 'force your way through that' he growled as he chose the route to the office.

 

Quick wits had always served Kwynn well, and so they did now, as he pased only to retreve his data pack before taking the exit towards his ship. Never one to push his luck, he triggered his comms device and shouted as he ran 'Group around the extractor, keep him pinned down'. Out of breath, he pushed the pad back on his transport, and the canopy slid back. A feeling of tension slid from him as he watched it open, he could feel the Jedi's focus was no longer directly on him. His eyes flicked towards the office exit, and flicked up his spirit dropping as fast as the dark shadow of a man with a thin line of light dropping from the roof toward him.

[obi]

after a breif stop on Coruscant, Rene decided that he would do some mounitn climbing. He had heard about it, and he wanted to try it for himself. He Had asked around about different places to go, and someone had told him: "The best place for that sport would be the high mountins of Syicha. It's a barren PLanet, but lots of people go there. I suggest you take a canteen of water."

 

He decided to go, and he blasted to hyperspace.

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As he pulled from hyper space, he saw The planet, and it looked a lot like Tatooine form the air. He Landed near the edge of the mountins and began his climb. Hours later, he began to slip, but cought himself. He continued his climb until he reached the top.

 

He took out his electro binocullrs and looked around.

 

This is beautiful! He thought. He continued to look around, untill he saw something unexpected- A building. Ships where around it, and there where people too. People with weapons drawn. They where running frantically.

 

"I thought this place was barren, now there is a building with people and weapons. This is odd." he said to himself. He gt his commlink and called up his new droid, who piloted the ship to the top of the mountin, and picked him up.

 

"Ok, We are going to get a closer look at that establishment, set coarse." He told the little droid. His ship blasted across the surface, and he landed near the establishment. He got out, hooked on his blaster, and set off for the building.