Remi the Grey
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06.23.2012 , 10:27 PM |
Part 12. Still Crazy
The Sith apprentice recovered from the paralytic Doc had administered. He joined his master against Scourge. The thugs had wised up and used heavy plated shields so they could push through the hangar doors. The Darth cast a surge of lightning at Scourge, he caught it with his saber but was driven to one knee. “They keep coming,” Nosc said, panic thick in her throat. “Why the stars do they want your Jedi so badly?”
Doc opened his mouth to answer but it was drowned out by the scream of engines. Nosc’s eyes widened with horror as the XS Freighter made a suicidal dive over the spaceport; if they were fast they would beat the anti-air guns, if not they were dead. They were lower than their usual run and coming in hotter than she expected.
Remi waited at the cargo door; the wind lashed at her robes and stung her eyes. She watched the spaceport and the ground rush toward them. The fighters within resolved from a blur, to specs, to dots, to tiny fighting men. She leaped.
Nosc saw something fall; the ship roared away firing at the anti-air guns. The figure fell unnaturally. She would not call it flying but it seemed to aim itself at Darth Ebon. It landed like a meteor, cracking the ground, sending up a cloud of dust and rock. The men in the immediate vicinity were thrown off their feet including Lord Scourge. The dust cloud spread outward, Nosc could not see through it. All she could see was a whirling blue light; and where it traveled, men died.
No longer able to see their targets and finding death in a dust storm instead, the hardened mercenary army began to panic. They no longer poured into the hangar. They reversed direction, clawing and pushing as they tried to escape the spaceport.
The dust settled, the hangar entrance was empty, and Darth Ebon’s apprentice lay dead. Remi stood in a small crater poking at a tattered robe and a splatter of blood, all that remained of Darth Ebon. She trudged to the triage area, glad to see all of her friends, including the Captain and Lord Scourge, had survived the attack.
Doc stared at the dust covered Jedi, “You,” he said, “are the craziest woman I’ve ever met.”