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The Breaking Point


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Aurbere
01.11.2013 , 09:00 PM | #61
Chapter 19


Kyle Katarn awoke in a dimly lit chamber. His body was tightly held to a wall by cortosis chains. He tried to pull away from the wall, but the chains were too tight. He couldn't move. After trying to pull away two more times, he relented. He looked around the dimly lit room. On the ground he noticed several bones... human bones. Across the room was a skeleton in the same position that Kyle found himself in. How old was the skeleton? How long had it been here? All Kyle knew was that he didn't want to end up like that unfortunate soul.

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The dungeons of the Iron Citadel had seen much use during the Sith War and Krath Holy Crusades. The dungeons were littered with the bones of long dead prisoners. The Master had only found use for these dungeons once, but now found himself walking the dusty halls of cells once again. He didn't quite understand why The Soldier would bring a Jedi here, but he would make use of the Jedi's knowledge.

The enclosed cell that held the Jedi sat at the end of a long hall of cells. The dungeons had changed since last he was here. The moisture had caused the iron to rust, causing the walls to become stained red. Was it rust, or the blood of the dungeons many residents? It mattered not. Such things should stay in the past.

Approaching the thick durasteel door, The Master commanded it to open with a wave of his hand. The door slid open, letting slightly more light into the room. To his left was the skeleton of a Jedi, someone who fought in the Clone Wars. To his right was the Jedi that The Soldier had brought to the Citadel.

The Master entered the room, the door closing behind him, and turned to face the Jedi. "Kyle Katarn, I presume. I aided you in destroying Rom Moch's Dark Trooper project, and guided you in your quest to defeat Desann."

"What are you talking about?" Katarn fought against the chains once again. "You weren't there!"

The Master chuckled. "We have been watching the galaxy for a long time. Since the end of the war with the Brotherhood of Darkness."

Kyle paused, sudden confusion spread across his face. "How is that possible? Are you immortal?"

The Master leaned next to Kyle. "Immortal? No, simply long lived. Though I will soon cross that barrier and achieve immortality." The Master straightened and walked in front of Kyle. "But where are my manners? I am The Master. I lead The Watchers in protecting the galaxy."

"Protecting the galaxy? You are destroying it!" Kyle's anger rose.

The Master nodded. "Indeed. We have seen the galaxy tear itself apart for too long. We have decided that we must personally involve ourselves in Galactic affairs, and restore order."

"You aren't restoring order! You're creating chaos!"

The Master sighed. "Such is the way of war. The Galactic Alliance must be burned to create a path to restore order." The Master shook his head. "But enough of this. I require some information that a Jedi Master of your standing can provide."

"You'll never get what you want." Kyle's tone had calmed.

The Master smiled a devilish grin. "We'll see." He raised his hands and let loose a torrent of lightning at the Jedi. His screams echoed in the small room, the light from the lightning lit the otherwise dark room. The Master ceased the torture. "You know of what I seek. Spare yourself the pain. Tell me the defense codes for Coruscant and the planet will not suffer the same pain that you will suffer should you refuse."

Kyle panted heavily. "Never."

The Master shook his head and let loose with another series of powerful lightning bolts, but quickly ended the torture. "It will only get worse from here. Tell me! Tell me what I want to know or people will die. It is not something I can control. People will die during the battle."

Before Kyle could answer, the large door to the cell opened and the Captain of The Master's personal guard ran in. "My Lord! The Alliance! They're here!"

The news shocked and confused The Master. "How did they find us?!" Just as he asked the question, the answer was made clear. He turned back to Kyle. "You! You called them here? I underestimated you. Seems Luke's teachings are actually noteworthy."

The Master turned heel to exit the room when the guard stopped him. "What do we do, my lord? The fleet is at the shipyard! What do we do?"

The Master put a hand on the man's shoulder. "We accelerate my plan. Go forth to meet our guests and demand their surrender. You will serve as my voice."

The Galactic Alliance had not defeated him. They will not defeat him. The Master's victory was assured. The Galactic Alliance would fall.
Added Chapter 48 to The Shadows Fall
"Your only hope to survive is to give in to the rage boiling within you, to acknowledge the Dark Side you deny, and tap into it!"--Darth Tyranus

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Denatharion
01.12.2013 , 10:03 AM | #62
This has got to be the best Fanfic I have read here so far! I am closely following it and enjoying it!


Keep it Aurbere!

PS: Need moar <3

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Aurbere
01.12.2013 , 11:25 AM | #63
Quote: Originally Posted by Denatharion View Post
This has got to be the best Fanfic I have read here so far! I am closely following it and enjoying it!


Keep it Aurbere!

PS: Need moar <3
Well, thanks! I am enjoying writing it.

Unfortunately this particular installment will come to an end soon, but the story will continue.
Added Chapter 48 to The Shadows Fall
"Your only hope to survive is to give in to the rage boiling within you, to acknowledge the Dark Side you deny, and tap into it!"--Darth Tyranus

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Aurbere
01.12.2013 , 05:25 PM | #64
Big surprise in this chapter!

Chapter 20


The black fortress known as The Iron Citadel sat in a wasteland, surrounded by ruins. Past wars had destroyed the surrounding city, and the dominating presence of the Citadel, or the presence of its master, prevented any attempts to rebuild. In ancient times, the Iron Citadel served as the center of the Krath cult, from which the Keto family ruled, and within the Citadel the ancient Sith Lord Exar Kun dueled with Ulic Qel-Droma before the two were declared Dark Lords of the Sith by Marka Ragnos himself. During the Great War that followed, the Citadel was heavily fortified with thick durasteel walls and powerful gun turrets. Now the Citadel lacks any defensive properties, only large spikes dominate its walls and towers.

Before the large fortress stood Luke Skywalker, the Jedi Order and Galactic Alliance rallied behind him.

The massive iron doors of the Citadel opened inward. No light escaped the Citadel, and no natrual light permeated the darkness that lingered in the ancient fortress. From the darkness came a single man carrying a lightstave. His robes were black, his helm sloped downward, on the face was a black downward crescent. The uniform reminded Luke of Emperor Palpatine's Shadow Guard... until the man closed distance. The helm was open from the mouth to the chin... Luke wished it wasn't. The man had spent too much time in the presence of his Dark Master. The Dark Side had twisted the man's features, leaving his skin pale, purple veins visible running from his lips and disappearing into the folds of his cloak and robes. The man's lips were horribly disgusting, for they were cut at several points and caked with blood.

Those who stood behind Luke recoiled in disgust. The man laughed, if one could consider the cough-like noise a laugh.

The man surveyed those who stood behind Luke. "My master greets you." His voice was low and rumbled and had an air of dread. "I speak with The Master's voice."

More soldiers recoiled as the man spoke, their faces contorted in disgust. Another laugh from the man. "Is there any among you with authority to negotiate with me?"

"We do not come to negotiate with your master. Tell him that he is to surrender and release Master Katarn." Luke's voice drew the attention of the man, who otherwise ignored him.

The man laughed again. "Ah. Son of The Chosen One. My master wished for you to have this." With his left hand, the man reached into his robes and produced the silver hilt of Kyle Katarn's lightsaber.

Jedi Jaden Korr spoke now. "That's Master Katarn's lightsaber!"

The man twitched his head to look at the young man. "The Jedi was dear to you?" He sneered. "You should know that he suffered greatly at the hands of The Master."

Jaden reached for his lightsaber, but was stopped by Luke, who took Kyle's lightsaber from the dark man. "Return to your master! If he will not surrender... then we will be forced to take action."

The man sneered again, and turned back to the fortress. "Prepare yourselves." Was his last words as the shadow of the Iron Citadel.

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Within the deepest, darkest vault of the Citadel, The Harbinger knelt before The Master. Her silver hair fell in front of her eyes, obscuring her vision of The Master. She never understood why he had left her down here when she could have been fighting by his side.

During her time in the darkness she studied the many Holocrons The Lore-master had collected for The Master. She learned from Jedi like Vodo Baas, Odan-Urr, and Arca Jeth. Perhaps that was The Master's reason? Perhaps her training was not complete? She intended to find out.

"Why did you leave me here?" She said as she knelt. "Am I not ready?"

The Master motioned for her to rise. "No. You are not ready. I have a plan, and you being here is apart of that plan."

She rose to stand face to face with him. She was seventeen years old when The Master had recruited her. Now she was eighteen years old. She felt she was ready... she knew she was ready. "But now the Galactic Alliance is here! The Enemy is on your doorstep!"

The Master put a hand on her shoulder, the touch alleviated her of her worries. "I have a plan. Trust me."

She lowered her head, letting The Master's energy calm her spirits. "I trust you, Master." She raised her head to look him in the eyes. She raised a hand and traced the still healing cut on The Master's face.

The Master began to back away. "Good. Stay here and wait." He turned to exit the dark chamber. "Keep an eye on my Holocron." He exited the room via a winding staircase.

The Harbinger lowered her head again. "Yes... Father."
Added Chapter 48 to The Shadows Fall
"Your only hope to survive is to give in to the rage boiling within you, to acknowledge the Dark Side you deny, and tap into it!"--Darth Tyranus

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WillDad
01.14.2013 , 08:09 AM | #65
A big surprise indeed, Aurbere. I really like reading this series. This is by far one of the best fan-fics I've ever read.
Kodose 55 Assassin and Kodosk 55 Marauder

Sevron 48 Mercenary

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Aurbere
01.14.2013 , 11:23 AM | #66
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A big surprise indeed, Aurbere. I really like reading this series. This is by far one of the best fan-fics I've ever read.
Thanks for your support!

I plan on making this into a trilogy(maybe even longer than that), so keep an eye open for the next one. A special excerpt for the next one will be posted along with the Epilogue.
Added Chapter 48 to The Shadows Fall
"Your only hope to survive is to give in to the rage boiling within you, to acknowledge the Dark Side you deny, and tap into it!"--Darth Tyranus

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Aurbere
01.14.2013 , 04:04 PM | #67
Chapter 21


Luke examined the Iron Citadel, its dark exterior did not compare to the darkness that lurked within. Sharp spikes sat atop the tall walls of the massive structure. The Iron Citadel casted a huge shadow over the army that stood behind Luke. He could almost feel the shadow of the Citadel's Dark Master blanket over him.

Luke pulled his lightsaber from his robes. "It's time." The green blade of his lightsaber flared to life.

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It had come down to this. Within the darkness of the Iron Citadel The Master would make his final stand... or so it would seem. Those who stood against him foolishly believed that they had cornered their great enemy, had beaten The Master. But they did not know how foolish they were. They were deceived. The Master had a far greater plan, one that required this battle.

So he waited, sitting in his iron chair in the massive Council Chamber of the Citadel. The Watchers that still lived, or were not being used in his plan, stood at the center of the massive chamber.

"What do we do now?" The Soldier asked. "Have we lost?"

The Lore-master shook her head. "No!" Her voice echoed around the chamber. "My brother did not die for this to happen!"

The Guardian the red skin of her brow. "Calm down Lore-master." Her tone soft and smooth. "Trust in our master."

The Master leaned into the light streaming in from a small window above his chair. "Yes. Everything is proceeding as I have forseen. Trust in my plans."

The Watchers bowed before their master as the massive doors behind them blew open. Charging in through the smoke and dust were several members of the Jedi Council- Luke Skywalker, Kyp Durron, Saba Sebatyne, Corran Horn, and Jaina Solo. The Watchers activated their lightsabers, but The Master stopped them from attacking.

The Master stood up from his chair and climbed down the twenty steps to the center of the chamber. "Master Skywalker. I had hoped our first meeting would be under different circumstances."

Luke pointed his lightsaber at The Master. "Release Master Katarn and surrender!"

The Master chuckled in response. "Surrender? Why surrender when I am winning?" The Master activated his own green lightsaber. "You brought this on the galaxy Skywalker."

He lowered his lightsaber. "What are you talking about?"

"We have been watching the galaxy for a long time. We watched the Republic fall to the Sith. So I arranged for Emperor Palpatine's defeat at your hands. We thought the Sith were destroyed, but the rise of this Lost Tribe proves otherwise."

Luke looked slightly confused. "What does this have to do with me?"

The Master shook his head at the question. "In the waning days of the Republic, Anakin Skywalker was given a chance to destroy the Sith. But he failed. And here we are again. You had the chance to destroy Darth Krayt and the Sith, but you failed. Like your father you lack the courage to do what is necessary. Instead of leaving the task to someone like you, The Watchers will personally see to it. We destroyed the Sith once before... now we have come back to finish the job!"

With that The Master leapt into battle, crossing blades with the Jedi Grand Master. The other Watchers leapt to engage the rest of the Jedi- The Guardian crossed blades with Saba, The Soldier attacked Kyp Durron, The Lore-master attacked Jaina Solo, and The Beastmaster and The Brain teamed up to defeat Corran Horn.

Luke pushed The Master off and made an offensive, employing the wide and quick strikes of Ataru against The Master's Soresu Form. The speed of their duel increased until all that could be seen were blurs of their green blades and the flapping of their robes.

The Master hastily parried and blocked Luke's lightning quick blows, he could feel the heat of Luke's blade pass by his skin as he struggled to keep up. In a desperate attempt to regroup, The Master pushed Luke back with The Force and staggered away. He could feel his body tearing itself apart. His skin began to die, leaving several cuts along his body. His insides were shutting down. If the duel continued, he would die.

As Luke recovered and pressed for an attack, The Master fell on his back, almost cowering at the Jedi's feet. He used what little power he could muster to stop his students from continuing. They retreated back to the bottom of the stairs that led to their iron chairs.

Luke kept his lightsaber pointed at the defeated Watcher. "Why attack the Alliance if your target is the Sith?"

The Master's breathing was heavy, he could feel his lungs attempt to expand. "Because... the Sith are... a symptom of... of the failings of the Alliance."

Believing that The Master could no longer fight, Luke switched off his lightsaber. "The Lost Tribe of the Sith is not a symptom of the Alliance. You have deluded yourself."

The Master coughed. Luke was falling into his trap. "Then show me... Show me your institution... is not corrupt. Let me see... what your Alliance does... with me." He was trying to play Luke, using just enough of his power to plant seeds into his mind. He could feel Luke fall for it.

The other Watchers looked surprised. As The Master expected. Luke picked The Master up. "We'll take you back to Coruscant." He looked to the other Jedi. "Bring them too." He said as he motioned to the other Watchers.

The Master waved them to stand down. And as the Jedi and Alliance soldiers escorted The Master out of the Citadel, onlookers would see a smile on his face.

All part of the plan...
Added Chapter 48 to The Shadows Fall
"Your only hope to survive is to give in to the rage boiling within you, to acknowledge the Dark Side you deny, and tap into it!"--Darth Tyranus

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Aurbere
01.15.2013 , 03:59 PM | #68
Epilogue


Captured by the enemy... disgraced... was this apart of his plan? She could have been there. She could have fought at his side. Why did he keep her in this dark chamber? What is there to gain from being a prisoner of the Jedi?

The Harbinger could not answer these questions. She had no answer. She could not fathom the greatness of her father's vision, the complexity of it. She realized that it was not her place to ask these questions, to doubt her father's wisdom.

Just as he commanded, she sat in front of The Master's Holocron. The cube-like Holocron was larger than most, and emmitted a green glow that bathed her in light. The Master had told her how this particular Holocron operated, how it was unique. The Holocron's gatekeeper, an impression of her father, maintained a mental link with The Master. This link allowed The Master to communicate his concious thoughts with those who accessed it, almost as if he was before her in the flesh.

The Holocron began to glow brighter, the green light casting the darkness of the Iron Citadel's most secure vault. It was almost blinding... and yet somewhat warm. Through the light, The Harbinger saw pieces of the cube move. The top of the cube opened and a small holoprojector emerged from within, giving the cube-like device a semblance to a pyramid.

The projector created a life-size image of The Master. The image looked down at The Harbinger. "Ah. Child. You are here."

She remained seated, legs crossed. "Yes, father. What are your commands?"

The image nodded at the word 'father.' "We have work to do."


To be
continued



All stories come to an end eventually and I felt that this would be a good cut-off point for this installment. Not to worry, I am working on the next installment and should have it posted soon. For now, here is an excerpt of what I have finished so far.


An Excerpt of The Darkness Waits


Luke and Jaina followed the Jansil into the Warden's office. The office was decorated with several amenities that Luke felt were unnecessary. The Warden's desk had several small and rare flowers in silver vases next to a small computer at the center of his desk. At the back was a large painting of himself holding a baby Akk Dog.

Jansil sat at the desk and sighed heavily. "I don't know Master Jedi. Having that guy and his goons here makes me uneasy."

Luke tended to agree. This 'Master' was up to something, and Luke didn't like the tension that he was feeling. "You told me that this prison was a fortress, Jansil. I'm sure you can keep him here until his execution." Despite the feelings, Luke remained cautiously optimistic. "I'll be leaving Master Kam Solusar here just in case." If anything, having a Jedi Master here would keep the prison in line.

Jansil tensed as he wiped his brow. "Thank you, Master Skywalker. A Jedi should help, but I have this feeling that just won't go away." Jansil started to relax, but that tension returned. "I feel like he actually wants to be here."
Added Chapter 48 to The Shadows Fall
"Your only hope to survive is to give in to the rage boiling within you, to acknowledge the Dark Side you deny, and tap into it!"--Darth Tyranus

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Beniboybling
01.17.2013 , 12:10 PM | #69
Nice, great FanFic Aurbere. I look forward to the next one!

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Aurbere
01.17.2013 , 01:47 PM | #70
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Nice, great FanFic Aurbere. I look forward to the next one!
You won't have to wait long. I'm going to post the Prologue of the next one in a few days. Probably the 20th or earlier.
Added Chapter 48 to The Shadows Fall
"Your only hope to survive is to give in to the rage boiling within you, to acknowledge the Dark Side you deny, and tap into it!"--Darth Tyranus