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The Darkness Waits


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Beniboybling
01.24.2013 , 11:11 AM | #11
Wow you've posted alot! I'm very much liking the story so far, keep it up!

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Aurbere
01.24.2013 , 11:15 AM | #12
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Wow you've posted alot! I'm very much liking the story so far, keep it up!
Yup! I've been posting each chapter much faster than the previous installment. I think this installment is going to be a bit longer than The Breaking Point.
Added Chapter 29 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
01.24.2013 , 08:02 PM | #13
Chapter 6


Nal Hutta- Ardunna The Hutt's Palace- Guest Quarters

The ornate decorations of The Harbinger's quarters were a nice change to the awful conditions of the rest of Ardunna's Palace. The small room had a comfortable feel to it. A nice comfy bed took up the majority of the room's space. It was flanked by two small tables, on which sat a small golden statue that looked like a Hutt. In the southwest corner was a small wooden chair. How the Hutts could have fashioned such a room was unknown to her, but she didn't care. She liked the change.

She layed down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling, slowly drifting off to sleep. The Evocii slave crawled up next to the bed and lied down next to it. Before she could fall asleep, the door to her room slid open to reveal a familiar figure.

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The Prism- Warden's Office

Kam Solusar stared out of the small viewport of Jansil's office, and into the Maximum Security section. The guards had just finished removing The Soldier from his cell and escorted him down to Solitary. From his viewpoint, Kam could see the pools of blood stain the walls and floor of that cell. The sight was harrowing, but he had seen worse.

His vision changed from the cell to his reflection in the viewport. The years had not been kind. His wheathered brown eyes stared back at him, his white hair was ragged, and his tough exterior was slowly unraveling. But his looks did not concern him. He was more concerned about the tension he felt. He could feel something putting pressure on the back of his skull, like he had just been hit by an invisible force. He tried to center himself in The Force, but could not. It was if The Master's presence had unbalanced The Force, as if the destruction that he caused was shifting The Force.

When Kam had heard what Jaina was told by The Master, he made sure to bring extra Jedi along to make sure The Master didn't try to escape. He brought seven Jedi Knights with him, he had hoped for more, but they would have to be enough. He kept his comlink close just in case.

Jansil's reflection appeared next to his own. "Terrible, isn't it?" Jansil's slim features were distorted by the angle of the viewport, giving him a slightly bloated appearance. "I heard from the doctors that the prisoner's skull was completely bashed in. They said that the guy's brain wasn't even intact when they cut him open. 'Looked like Bantha Stew', they said."

What could possess someone to do such a thing? The Dark Side... that was the only answer Kam could think of. "I've seen worse." He sternly said in reply. "Has he been secured?"

"Who? The Brute? Yeah. Just two more weeks until the lot of them get what's coming to 'em."

He hoped so, but he wouldn't take anything for granted. Not as long as felt the Darkness wait, lurking in his mind. He could feel The Master's power. "I don't want to take any chances. Install more dampeners around their cells."

Jansil nodded in agreement. "That's what I was thinking. I'll get the boys to work, don't you worry Master Jedi."

But Kam could do nothing but worry.

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Nal Hutta- Ardunna The Hutt's Palace- Guest Quarters

The Harbinger recognized him from the Cantina. It was the man that winked at her! She quickly sat up, careful to not let her cheeks turn red. "Who are you? And what are you doing in my quarters?" She didn't know who he was, but something about him made her feel strange.

He stepped into the room and took a seat in the small wooden chair. It was then that she noticed that he was carrying a small glass, half-full with some type of liquor. "Me? Well, I'm Jadec Nellis." His smooth voice was very relaxing to her. He took a small sip from the glass before continuing. "And I'm here to help you." He slicked his black hair off of his forehead. His angular face was unmarked and clean-shaven. His brown eyes were beginning to glaze over from the liquor.

She relaxed slightly, but didn't let her guard down yet. "Help? With what?"

He took another sip and winked at her again. "Well, darlin.' Seems I'm suppose to prepare you for the BattleZone." He brought his left leg up to rest on the knee of his right leg. "Not that there's much to prepare for."

She remained cautious, but finally relaxed. "I have heard of the BattleZone, but what do I have to do exactly?"

"Well, darlin,' that's what I'm here to tell you." He took another sip from the glass. "The BattleZone is all about survival, which is easier said than done." He scratched the back of his neck. "No one's survived in years." He chuckled as if that were comical. "The Hutts don't want people to survive. Each year the Zone gets tougher."

The Harbiner let out a long sigh, followed by a groan. "I can handle it, now tell me what I have to deal with."

Jadec took another sip, emptying his glass, much to The Harbinger's relief. "The BattleZone is a gladitorial competition, big sport with the Hutts after Huttball got the boot... or tail." He let out a loud laugh. "It's a grueling sport pitting one contestant against a couple dozen fighters."

That didn't sound so bad, but he continued. "Now that doesn't sound that bad, does it?" He didn't let her answer. "That's because that's only round one. You have to go through three challenges. The first is fighting a few dozen warriors. The second is fighting the sponsor's best warrior. This year Ardunna is sponsoring the game, so you'll be fighting his best Bounty Hunter." Jadec attempted to take another sip before realizing that it was empty. He frowned at the glass before dropping on the ground. The glass shattered, pelting the Evocii with small shards. The pitiful creature didn't stir, he probably had experienced worse. Jadec sighed at the loss of his drink. "Now this Bounty Hunter is a real mean thug. Rumors say he's a Gen'Dai, but I don't believe them. Anyway, the final challenge is the hard part. You gotta fight the sponsor's monster. Now, since Ardunna is the leader of the Hutt Cartel, he's probably got something big. Some people say he's got a Krayt Dragon, but I saw the crate they flew that beast in on, and it is not big enough for something like a Krayt Dragon. It's probably a Rancor, but I wouldn't assume anything yet."

The Harbinger used The Force to collect the glass shards and reform them into the small glass. "And why is that?" She said as she set the fractured glass on the closest table. Upon her release, the glass fell apart, leaving glass shards in a small pile.

"Well, last year one of the sponsors brought in a Sand Demon from Tatooine. Poor Mandalorian got devoured by that thing."

She had heard of the legendary Sand Demons. Ferocious creatures. "I can handle anything they throw at me."

Jadec laughed softly. "I'm sure you can. Heard your the daughter of some really famous guy. Supposedly the Hutts fear the guy."

"You heard right! My father is the most powerful being in the galaxy." She was about to tell him why she was on Nal Hutta, but she knew her father wouldn't want her to.

He raised an eyebrow at her abrupt stop. "Then why are you here? And where is your father?"

She hesitated, the questions couldn't be answered easily. "It's not important."

Jadec nodded, understanding that she didn't want to talk about it. "Alright then. I guess my work is done here." He got up to leave. He pressed his index finger on the console next to the door and opened it. He turned his head to look at her, his brown eyes meeting her deep blue eyes. "If you need anything... I'm here." And with that, he exited her quarters, closing the door behind him.

The Harbinger exhaled loudly as she laid back down on the bed.
Added Chapter 29 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
01.26.2013 , 12:45 PM | #14
Chapter 7


Nal Hutta- The BattleZone

The Harbinger stood in the dark entrance hall to the domed arena. It smelled wretched within the narrow hall. The dripping of moisture echoed through the empty hall, which was usually followed by the squeaking of some sort of rodent. Before her stood a rusty, barred gate, artificial light from the arena pouring in, but doing little to permeate the darkness.

She heard a voice echo around the arena, coming from several audio enhancement systems. "Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the three hundred and thirty-third BattleZone!" The roars of cheers followed, bombarding her ears. "This year we have a special treat for you all: A Jedi!" More cheers... she centered herself, trying to drown out the cheering masses. "How will she fare against our competition? Find out LIVE at The BattleZone!"

The rusted gate opened, and she entered the arena. Inconceivably, the cheers grew louder as she entered. She ignored them and stepped into the arena. The arena floor was littered with rocks and slightly buried bones. At the top of the arena walls sat several VIP boxes for the leaders of the Hutt Cartel.

At the far end of the arena was another gate, which promptly opened. Out of the gate emerged at least thirty warriors, all of whom were heavily armored Trandoshans. Each of them carried electro-staffs. The Harbinger curiously wondered how the Hutts procured them for this contest, but it didn't matter now, soon they would be dead.

The Trandoshan warriors surrounded her, snarling at her. She activated her lightsabers, and closed her eyes. She centered herself in The Force, drowning out the cheering so that all she heard was the hum of her lightsabers and the breathing of her enemies.

She felt one of the warriors behind her charge, her eyes snapped open and she back-flipped over him. She avoided the swing of a warrior from the left and plunged her left blade into his chest, while blocking a strike from the right. She quickly pulled out her blade and decapitated him with it.

She then quickly vaulted over another Trandoshan and plunged her lightsabers into his back and cut through him, letting his body crumple to the ground in pieces. The Trandoshans cautiously formed a semi-circle around her, eyeing their dead allies. They had just realized what they had to deal with, but it didn't discourage them, only made them more zealous. They snarled at her, showing their pointed teeth.

She was not intimidated. She raised a hand at the eight Trandoshans in front of her and let purple tendrils race from her fingertips. The Trandoshans had no time to react before the purple tendrils connected with their heads. They felt no pain as the energy manipulated their minds, draining their will and bending them to her will*. The eight warriors then began attacking their fellow Trandoshans, devolving the battle into a brawl. Her new servants engaged the other warriors with zeal. The warriors bit and clawed at each other, stripping flesh from bone and spilling blood onto the barren floor.

The other Trandoshans paid no attention to her as they focused on putting down their rogue allies. At the end of their brawl, her servants were crumpled heaps on the ground, but they were able to kill twelve of their former allies. Which left fifteen more warriors for her to defeat.

The last of the warriors carefully stepped back, as if they felt fear... which they should. She leapt into the middle of them and made a sweeping slash, catching the lower abdomen of four warriors. The Trandoshans erupted into a frenzy, surrounding her and assaulting her with their electro-staffs. She called on The Force to enhance her reflexes and speed, allowing her to parry and risposte with incredible speed. During the brawl she was able to cut down ten of them before the last one retreated.

She was breathing heavily, she felt several electrical burns on her sides. The Force had allowed her to suffer these wounds without slowing down. And now only one warrior stood before her. Examining him, he was clearly the largest of them, possibly the pack leader. She lifted the Trandoshan up with The Force and summoned it around him. The energy formed a bubble around him, which she then quickly and forcefully collapsed the energy upon him, crushing the Trandoshan. He fell to the ground in a crumpled heap... dead.

She released her tension and deactivated her lightsabers, returning them to her belt. The roars of the crowd bombarded her once again, but above them rose the amplified voice of the Announcer. "Well, would you look at that!" He exclaimed. "Seems our challenger has passed the first challenge! But, really, are we surprised? The first round is the easiest challenge! But what's going to happen in the next round? Find out tomorrow, LIVE at The BattleZone!"

The cheers of the crowed bombarded her, growing louder until she entered the dark entrance hall.

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The Prism- Solitary Confinement

The Master could feel his power restrained further, more dampeners had been placed to keep him tame. As if that could happen. The small field that enclosed his will, grew smaller as the days passed. Fortunately, these dampeners would not be operational for much longer.

Outside of his cell, he heard two guards talking. "I just finished watching The BattleZone, amazing!" A deep muffled voice said to break the silence that Solitary had been experiencing.

"Really? Who's the victim this year?" A much lighter voice asked.

"No victim. This girl's a Jedi, and she literally destroyed the thirty guys she had to fight."

"Really? You know, I should probably start watching it. It sounds amazing."

The Master silently laughed to himself. He knew who they were speakng of. His daughter's mission is going well, indeed. He relied on her success. His victory would be assured if she were successful.

But his victory was already assured...



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Added Chapter 29 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
01.27.2013 , 08:52 AM | #15
Nice action scene - I'm liking how the Harbinger seems more light side than dark.

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Aurbere
01.27.2013 , 11:17 AM | #16
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Nice action scene - I'm liking how the Harbinger seems more light side than dark.
Yes, she is. The Master is trying to protect her from the Dark Side, which is one of the reasons why he didn't have her with him during the first war. That and he's very protective of her, as any good father should be.

And yes, the action scene was very nice (in my opinion). It wasn't as long as I would have wanted, but it was pretty good. I liked the use of Electric Judgment, very nice addition I think. (Says the author lol )
Added Chapter 29 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
01.28.2013 , 01:20 PM | #17
Chapter 8


Nal Hutta- Ardunna The Hutt's Palace- Guest Quarters

The Harbinger opened the door and stepped in. She tossed her lightsabers on the bed and fell onto it face-first.

"Hey." A calm voice said from behind.

She yelped and jumped up, whirling around with her lightsabers in hand. The voice came from her friend Jadec, sitting in the wooden chair with a larger glass in his hand. "What are you doing here?"

Jadec took a sip from his glass. "Oh, you know, waiting for you." He was drunk.

The Harbinger put her lightsabers back on the bed and sat back down. "Why, exactly?"

He blinked several times and shook his head. "Saw your fight: impressive work. Haven't seen something like that since some other Jedi participated."

She furrowed her brow, her silver hair falling in front of her face. She brushed it back with her left hand. "A Jedi? Who?"

Jadec shook his head and took another sip. "No idea. Though he didn't seem like a Jedi. Not exactly the emotionless droid types you see in the Jedi Order." He let out a yawn. "Heard he caused a big stir with the Cartel."

Could it be? "My father?" She asked, leaning off the edge of the bed. "Was it my father?"

Jadec pulled back in confusion. "I don't know. Maybe."

She pulled back up onto the bed and lied down. It had to be him. "Who else could it be?" She said to herself.

Jadec took a long sip to empty his glass. "And one more thing: a couple of Gamorreans hauled off your little Evocii friend." He dropped the glass on the floor, watching it shatter into pieces.

The Harbinger let out a long sigh. "Of course they did." She had grown attached to the slave, but she knew the Hutt would want his slave back. "I need some time to rest Jadec, could you leave?"

Jadec knew it wasn't a request. He let out a long yawn, stretching his arms as he got up from the chair. "Alright, darlin.' I'll be around if you need me." He opened the door and stepped out, closing it behind him.

Leaving The Harbinger to her thoughts.

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Coruscant- Mon Mothma Spaceport*

An excellent change of scenery to the rusted bucket that was the pirate cargo ship they flew in on, Coruscant was the jewel of the Galactic Alliance, the center of its power... and they had no idea their enemy operated under their very noses.

Various hovering vehicles sped above them, not knowing what lie below them. The great lights of the many skyscrapers lit the night sky, illuminating the city planet. From the roof of Mon Mothma Spaceport, The Shadow could see the Senate Building, shining with a thousand lights.

To his right, his brother, The Assassin, pointed to it. "Soon, brother, our master will bring down the corrupt walls of that building and reform them anew."

The Shadow knew he was right, their mission proved that The Master's victory was at hand. "Yes. But we are not victorious yet. Our master is not yet free."

"You still do not understand, brother." The Assassin slapped his brother's shoulder. "The Master is already free. The shackles that bind him are an illusion that the Jedi have deceived themselves with. We are an inegral part to his Grand Plan, we must not fail."

The Shadow nodded, knowing what his brother said was true. In the distance, he saw a small shuttle land on top of the planet's prison. "There's our target, brother."

"Just as The Master said. Excellent." The Assassin put a hand on The Shadow's shoulder. "Now, we move. We cannot delay."

Like shadows in the night, the Twi'leks leapt from the roof of the spaceport and into the shadows of Coruscant.



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Added Chapter 29 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
01.29.2013 , 04:52 PM | #18
Chapter 9


Coruscant- Judiciary Detention Center- Prisoner Transfer Center

The Twi'lek twins found navigating the prison to be quite easy, their skills with stealth affording them the ability to navigate the prison complex on Coruscant with ease. They passed by several guard stations and cell blocks without alerting any guards, eventually coming upon the Prisoner Transfer Center.

The Transfer Center was wide open, allowing shuttles to land in the prison without effort. The roof of the prison opened to allow prison shuttles to access the prison and pick up their 'cargo.' Several guards were stationed at the Transfer Center, each of them garbed in shining blue armor and armed with small blaster rifles and shock sticks.

Emerging from an elevator on the west side of the Transfer Center was their target, a crime lord from the Coruscant gangs. He was hidden behind eight guards who surrounded him and escorted him to the waiting shuttle.

Cloaked in The Force, the two Twi'leks fell in line behind the escort, careful to not disturb them.

"Where are you taking me?" The prisoner, a short bald man in an orange jumpsuit, asked his escort.

"To The Prism. Someone must not like you, pal." The guard in front responded. He was donned in the blue armor of his cohorts, but his armor was also adorned with white markings, possibly the Galactic Alliance symbol.

The Assassin and Shadow followed them as the group marched up the boarding ramp of the shuttle.

The Assassin's urge for violence prodded him to take out the shuttle's guards and take command of it, but he quickly surpressed it. Doing such a thing would endanger their mission, and that could not be allowed. The two Twi'leks carefully made their way past the guards and into the cockpit. There they waited, watching the two pilots press several buttons and flip switches to get the shuttle started.

The shuttle lifted off the landing pad, scattering dust and creating buffeting winds as it took off, headed for The Prism.

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The Prism- Solitary Confinement

The Master sat alone in his cell. Even though his abilities with The Force had been restricted, his senses remained alert. He could feel his students draw near, their mission progressed as he had planned. Soon he would be free to continue his crusade. Soon his plan would come to fruition, and the galaxy would be returned to peace under the rule of the strong.

Sometimes he wondered why he had sabotaged Emperor Palpatine. But the answer remained clear. Despite the Sith Lord's power, he could not properly control the galaxy. The Master would not make such foolish mistakes during his rule. But now wasn't the time to think about such things, he first had to take his place as ruler, then he could worry about control.

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Nal Hutta- The BattleZone

Once again, The Harbinger found herself in the damp tunnel that led into The BattleZone. Moisture dripped into puddles on the damp floor, small rodents squealed and fled from her. The air was difficult to breathe, the stench clogging her nose. Behind her, she heard the patter of footsteps approached. She turned to face the source of these footsteps, to see the Evocii slave emerge from the darkness.

"Girly?" It was the first time he spoke. His voice was soft, timid. "Grewd escape from pig-men to find her."

Grewd? Was that his name? Or a name imposed upon him by Ardunna? "Why?" She whispered back.

Grewd crawled on the damp floor, his hands and feet separating small puddles. "Grewd want to leave nasty swamp with her in shiny ship."

His speech pattern was interesting. Truly his species had devolved since their enslavement. "Grewd... I can't go. I have a mission to complete here."

Grewd finally crawled up to her, looking up at her with his big green eyes. "But... can't she leave with Grewd?"

"No. My mission here is important. Why don't you hide aboard my ship and wait for me?"

Grewd's eyes widened at the prospect of being able to leave Nal Nutta. "Yes! Grewd wait for her on shiny ship." He quickly trotted off, the sound of water splashing slowly disappearing as the Evocii vanished in the shadows.

The Harbinger hoped bringing the creature with her was a good idea.
Added Chapter 29 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
01.30.2013 , 11:10 AM | #19
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*I was originally thinking of doing Chancellor Palpatine Spaceport, but I felt Mon Mothma would be best. I couldn't remember the name of the main Coruscant Spaceport (other than Palpatine), so I had to make one up
Yeah, that would be kinda awkward for the New Republic (or whoever they are)

Can't wait to see the Master escape! (or not?!)

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Aurbere
01.30.2013 , 11:37 AM | #20
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Yeah, that would be kinda awkward for the New Republic (or whoever they are)

Can't wait to see the Master escape! (or not?!)
I'm not going to spoil anything, but future chapters with The Master will be epic.
Added Chapter 29 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