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The Darkness Waits

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01.31.2013 , 02:28 PM | #21
Chapter 10

Nal Hutta- The BattleZone

The rusted gate opened, allowing The Harbinger to step into the arena. The shining artificial lights were blinding at first, but her eyes adjusted. She drowned out the cheering crowd, focusing on only one thing: her next challenge and overcoming it.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to The BattleZone!" The BattleZone announcers voice rang out across the arena, amplified by audio enhancement systems. "Our competitor miraculously emerged from her first challenge unscathed, but will she be so lucky today? Let's find out!"

She stood in the middle of the arena, staring at the opposite gate, waiting for her next test. The gate before her opened and sautering out of the tunnel was a large creature, possibly Gen'Dai.

"Making his way to the center of the arena, standing over three meters tall: Tundor!" The announcement echoed around the arena, quickly being drowned out by the patrons' cheers. "Can our challenger overcome this Gen'Dai? Find out LIVE at The BattleZone!"

Tundor stood before her, standing over one meter taller than her. He looked down at her. "Fight with honor. Die with honor." His voice was metallic, almost robotic. His body was clad in purple heavy armor, which was covered with different weapons systems.

The Harbinger backed up and drew her lightsabers, activating them with a snap-hiss. Tundor pulled a large vibrosword off the sheath across his back, holding it steady in front of him. Sweat dripped from her brow as she waited for him to make the first move. Her father had told her about Gen'Dai, more importantly on how they could be killed.

Tundor lunged his massive body forward, bringing his sword down in a heavy downward strike. She caught the blade between her own, parrying it downward and slicing Tundor across the chest. Purple strands of nerve fibers fell out of the crevass, but quickly slithered back in, the regenerative processes of Tundor's body working quickly to repair the damage.

She quickly leapt back and projected a powerful Force blast at Tundor. The blast shredded Tundor's armor, revealing his innards: a mess of nerve fibers and muscle strands. Tundor pointed his arm at her and launched a missle her way. The shrieking missle was stopped dead in its tracks by The Harbinger. She turned it around and launched it back at Tundor, impacting him in the chest.

His body was shattered by the missle, nerves and muscle cords flew around the arena, connecting with the walls with a sickening sound. She knew what she had to do, what her father told her to do. She delved into the most secret of Force techniques to set the pieces on fire and make them explode, incinerating them completely. She knew it was done, Tundor was no more.

"Amazing, ladies and gentlemen! Our challenger has made it to the final round! What awaits her then? Find out tomorrow, LIVE at The BattleZone!"

She deactivated her lightsabers and returned them to her belt, leaving the arena in shame. She did not want to do that, but she had to. Her father demanded that her mission be complete, which meant no one could stand in her way. It made her sad to do such a thing to a powerful creature like Tundor, but she had no choice.

Sometimes she wished that her father had never called her to serve...

Added Chapter 66 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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02.04.2013 , 06:46 PM | #23
Quote: Originally Posted by Beniboybling View Post
Ooh, you dare to doubt the Master's will?
Do you?
Added Chapter 66 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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02.04.2013 , 09:47 PM | #24
Chapter 11

Koros Major- Iron Citadel

Kyle Katarn led Jaina Solo down into the darkest depths of the Iron Citadel. Two weeks ago, Kyle Katarn was held captive in the dungeons of the Iron Citadel and tortured by The Master. The dark halls were lit only by the blue glow of Kyle's lightsaber. The halls of the Iron Citadel were stained with rust and covered in webs. The Master had clearly not cared to keep the Citadel clean.

"Why are we here again?" Jaina asked. Her voice low.

"We're here to see if The Master has any plans." Kyle could feel the dark energy coursing through the Iron Citadel. It was as if the Citadel was working against them, trying to keep the two Jedi from accessing its Master's treasures. "Can you feel it, Jaina?"

"I feel it. Wasn't this place a Jedi stronghold? Why is it so dark?" Jaina kept her voice low, almost involuntarily so.

Kyle and Jaina slowly descended a series of stairs, descending into the darkest chambers of the Citadel. "It was. During the last Sith War, this Citadel served as a last stand for a brave army of Jedi. Records say that only two hundred Jedi stood to defend the Citadel against over one thousand Sith. Only one Jedi survived."

Jaina stopped on the stairs. "You don't think-"

"I do. We may be facing someone who is immortal." Kyle continued down the stairs, exiting the stairs and into a large and empty chamber.

Jaina quickly followed after him. "But how is that possible?"

The chamber they entered was the darkest chamber in the whole Citadel. The shadow hung in the room, making the air difficult to breathe. Kyle could feel the Dark Side was strong in this chamber, more importantly, he could almost see the Dark Side here. A purple haze descended upon them, surrounding the two Jedi and closing in around them. Kyle knew what they had found, they had stumbled upon The Master's personal chamber.

Kyle felt the Dark Side close in on him, pushing against his will, supplanting his connection to the Light. "Stay strong Jaina. Calm yourself." He was reassuring himself more than he was Jaina.

As if hearing his words, the haze dispersed, but the Dark Side that corrupted the Citadel continued to weigh on the two Jedi. The two Jedi stepped further into the chamber before being stopped by a crackling sound. A light shined in the shadows, the luminescent glow of a small Holocron. Projecting from the Holocron was the image of The Master, studying the Jedi curiously.

"Ah, so my chamber has been found." The image spoke. Even the Holocron was coursing with Dark Side energies. "I see you have prevailed over the energy coursing through this place." The image's words were just as potent as if The Master himself spoke them. "So tell me, why are you here?" The image was calm, malevolent. "Do you seek answers? Wisdom and knowledge?"

The light from the Holocron was sufficient to light the chamber, allowing the two Jedi to deactivate their lightsabers. Kyle defiantly stared at the image. "We know you are up to something. And we want to know what it is."

The image laughed at them. "Is that so? You expect me to tell you what I have planned? Foolish Jedi, aren't you?"

Jaina pushed past Kyle. "If we are so foolish, why have you lost? Why is it that we stand here in your personal chambers, while you sit in a cell awaiting your execution?" She defiantly taunted The Master's image.

But her taunts did nothing but make The Master laugh. "You are so defiant. You are so sure of your victory, and yet you fail to see that I am in control. You have not won. You cannot win."

Kyle pushed Jaina back slightly. "You can't win. The Jedi won't let you. We'll stop you."

"Indeed? Very well." He stopped for a moment. "Let's play a game. I will give you the location of one of my students, and you will pursue her. She is doing something very important. You can defeat me, but she will wage a new war. She is my ultimate weapon."

Kyle didn't want to play The Master's games, but if he had so much faith in this student, then he had no choice. "Where is she?"

The Master's image nodded. "She's on Nal Hutta. But you had better hurry. The sooner you stop her, the better off your Alliance will be." The image retreated into the Holocron, leaving Kyle and Jaina in the dark. Kyle felt uneasy, at least, more than what he was before. If this agent was so dangerous, they had to hurry.

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The Prism- Solitary Confinement

The Master knew that Kyle Katarn and Jaina Solo couldn't stop her. The Harbinger was superior to them. She had the potential to become more powerful than him. She was the ultimate weapon, the ultimate dealer of death. She was the key to his plan. Her success would make his conquest of the galaxy far easier, but her failure was inconsequential. His victory was ordained by the most powerful force in the galaxy. The Force had shown him his victory, but The Harbinger's success would make fulfilling that vision much easier.

His future plans relied on her success. The Master had made plans for after his conquest, and these plans would revolve around The Harbinger's success with his allies. And after her mission, she would join him in his war. Together, they would be unstoppable. His daughter would join him in final victory.

But first he had to escape from his abominable prison. He could feel his students arrive. They had ceased hiding themselves in The Force to alert their master of their arrival to The Prism. Their skills with stealth would be useful in the deactivation of the Neural Dampeners that prevented his escape. The Master would have them simply unleash the denizens of this prison, but instead chose a more subtle option. When the dampeners would be deactivated, The Master would act in a subtle manner to escape.

It was only a matter of time.

Added Chapter 66 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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02.05.2013 , 04:13 AM | #25
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I'd say the original ending, but whichever you feel is best.

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02.05.2013 , 11:50 AM | #26
Quote: Originally Posted by Beniboybling View Post
I'd say the original ending, but whichever you feel is best.
Alright then. The ending is still a long ways off, but getting an answer now will help to set up a new pace for the rest of this installment.
Added Chapter 66 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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02.05.2013 , 07:48 PM | #27
Chapter 12

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

"Wake Up!" A voice jarred The Harbinger out of her long sleep. "Get up! Come on!"

She quickly sat up on the soft bed to see Jadec standing next to the bed. "What?" She groaned, still not fully awake. "What could possibly be wrong, Jadec?" She wasn't exactly a 'morning person.'

He backed away, acknowledging the tension she felt. "Calm down, darlin'. Just waking you up to tell you that the final challenge is going to start soon."

She sighed and brushed her silver hair back. "Finally!" She exclaimed with relief. "Once that's done I can get off this rock." She got off the bed, grabbing her lightsabers off the table beside the bed. "What am I going to be facing?"

Jadec sat down in the wooden chair. "Well, remember what I told you about the final challenge?"

"Some sort of beast, yes?" She knew where he was going.

"Yeah... except that this year they have something... more, I guess." He sat in silence for a few moments.

The Harbinger tapped her foot on the ground. "Don't keep me in suspense!" She almost yelled at him.

"Now calm down, darlin'." He said defensively. "I was just about to say that the rules have changed." He exhaled loudly. "Seems the Hutts don't want you to live. They're bringing in the most fearsome and deadly creatures in the galaxy to kill you."

She rolled her eyes. The Hutts were obviously afraid of her. More importantly, they were afraid of her father. "The Hutts are afraid that I will win. I don't plan on alleviating those fears."

A wide grin appeared on Jadec's face. "That's what I like to hear! Better hurry then." He got up from the chair and opened the door. "After you, my dear." He positioned himself to the side of the door and waved her through.

She walked through the doorway, prepared to face the final challenge, and bring her father one step closer to victory.

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The Prism- Prisoner Transfer Center

The Assassin and The Shadow descended the boarding ramp of the small transport shuttle into the massive super prison. The black exterior of The Prism masked the shining interior of the main level, but they knew the conditions worsened in the lower levels. Guards escorted prisoners to and from their cells, three Jedi stood guard at the elevator to Solitary Confinement.

But that was not their target. To their left, across from the Solitary confinement elevator, was the elevator to the main control center. In there they would find the controls for the Neural Dampeners. Stealthed, the two Twi'leks maneuvered across the Transfer Center. A Rodian Jedi Knight with deep blue skin cut them off, opening the elevator with a wave of his hand. They followed him through, carefully maneuvering behind him.

The Assassin wrapped his left arm around the Rodian's neck and activated his lightsaber, plunging the red blade into the Jedi's abdomen. He absorbed the Rodian's life essence as it left his body, feeling invigorated by the young Jedi's life energy. He let out a long, but silent, sigh as he lowered the Jedi to the ground.

The Shadow pressed a pale green button to set the elevator to go up to the control center. "You didn't have to do that." He whispered, scolding his brother. "You may have just jeapordized the mission."

The Assassin shushed him with a hiss. He knew the mission would not be compromised. He put his deactivated lightsaber on his belt and stood straight, leaning against the right wall.

The elevator door opened to the control center, revealing a small room dominated by a large supercomputer. Three technicians manned the computer, with two guards protecting the elevator entrance. The Shadow waved a hand, making the guards forget the elevator had opened.

The two Twi'leks quickly exited the elevator and silently stepped towards the supercomputer. The Shadow again waved a hand, making the technicians deactivate the Neural Dampeners. They could feel their powers return to them, their senses expanded, a rush of intense power nearly overwhelmed them.

They pushed through the intense pain. The two Twi'leks stood behind two of the technicians. They synchronized their movements, emerged from stealth, and executed the two technicians with their double-bladed lightsabers. Before the guards could respond, The Shadow threw his lightsaber towards them, decapitating the both of them. He then recalled it back, the blade cutting through their waists as it returned. Behind him, The Assassin slammed the last technician against the computer console.

The technician squeeled in despair. "Don't kill me! Please!" The man begged for his life. "You don't have to kill me!"

The Assassin looked over to The Shadow, pure ecstasy in his eyes. He relished the man's pleas. "Beg more, please." The man began hyperventilating. The Assassin laughed with amusement. "Pathetic. You can die now." He lifted the man up with The Force and collapsed the energy around him. The force of the collapsing energies crushed the poor man, utterly shattering the man's bones. The Assassin dropped the man to the ground, leaving him in a crumpled heap.

The Shadow sheathed his blade, concealing it in his black robes. "Was that necessary?" He was not pleased with his brother's actions. He was always far more reserved than his brother.

"Shut up." He spat back. "Our mission is over. Now we wait for out master to call us."

They stealthed themselves with The Force, vanishing from sight, waiting for their master's call.

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The Prism- Solitary Confinement

The Master felt his immense power rush into him. His mind became aware of every nook and cranny of the super prison. Each and every being onboard was known to him. His will spread like a wave of darkness, washing over the super prison and claiming its denizens. His will corrupted them, binding them to his will. They became his slaves, bent to his will.

But there was a small group who resisted. Dim lights in the darkness fought his will, resisting his will with everything they could muster. The Master was pleased. He didn't want a total takeover of the prison. He sought to claim the lives of the Jedi that guarded him.

He made his new slaves sleeper agents. His will lay dormant in the darkest corners of their minds. When the time was right, these slaves would act. The guards would release him and the many denizens of The Prism, and then the prisoners would swarm the Jedi, joined by the guards.

Then The Master would claim The Prism as his new fortress.
Added Chapter 66 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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02.09.2013 , 09:15 PM | #28
Chapter 13

Nal Hutta- The BattleZone

For one last time, The Harbinger stepped into the arena that was The BattleZone, intent on overcoming Ardunna's challenge and finally leaving Hutta. The crowd in the observation stands cheered her on as she made her way to the small mound at the center of the arena. She centered herself, blocking out the incessant cheering and focusing on the next challenger.

A loud screeching sound rang throughout the arena as the audio enhancement systems of the ring announcer activated. "Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the final challenge of The BattleZone! We have a very special event for you this year! The Great Argunna has made a change to the challenge our competitor will be facing." He paused for a moment, raising the tension in the crowd as they waited for the announcement. "I have received word that our challenger has kidnapped one of Ardunna's slaves, he has demanded her death!"

Death? Of course Ardunna would try that. He was afraid of The Master, and feared servitude to him. They wanted to kill her, but did not realize that her death would only incur The Master's wrath. If they killed her...

But how did they know? It was then that she realized that she had been tricked. Grewd had deceived her. He was a puppet of the Hutts, a device to excuse her execution. She would deal with the creature when she finished here.

"That's right ladies and gentlemen, you will be witness to the first endurance challenge in The BattleZone! The Great Ardunna has brought in many various creatures that our competitor will have to face, one at a time. She will fight until she dies!"

Or until they ran out of monsters.

She activated her lightsabers, the pale green from her right, and silver-blue on her left, lit up her face. A large shuttle flew over the arena, and descended down to the arena, stopping just above the ground. Attached to the belly of the shuttle was a large crate. Dust flew up from the ground from under the shuttle, The Harbinger's black robes were buffeted by the air currents. The shuttle dropped the large crate on the ground and quickly took off, leaving the arena.

The Harbinger returned her attention to the large crate. It was a very large black crate, its features dominated by white markings and symbols. She did not recognize the symbols, nor did she care. She cared only about what was inside.

From inside she heard a creature groan. The crate shook as the creature howled a ferocious and blood-curdling cry. The top of the crate shattered, a large bone-like claw reached out. The claw shredded the rest of the crate, finally revealing its contents: a powerful Rancor.

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The Prism- Solitary Confinement

The Soldier felt his power return to him, The Force rushing into him, making him aware of his surroundings completely. He could feel everything in the super-prison, every life-form, every dark corner. He knew that if he had his power return, the The Master had as well.

But why had he not escaped? The formidable defenses of this prison were no match for the power The Master could summon, but why did he not escape already? It was mind-boggling to The Soldier. The Master's complicated plans frustrated The Soldier. He had identified several instances in which The Master could have taken absolute control of the galaxy. But he waited!

What was the plan? The Soldier was not pleased with the direction that The Master was heading, toying with the Alliance like this. Koros Major sat so close to Coruscant, and yet he refused to attack it. A quick attack with the full force of The Watchers' armada would have been more than enough to capture the planet, thereby beheading the Alliance.

The Soldier knew what he had to do. He extended his will to the other Watchers to communicate with them. He knew what he had to do...

Added Chapter 66 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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02.20.2013 , 05:51 PM | #29
After battling Writer's Block Syndrome, I have returned with Chapter 14. YAY!

Chapter 14

Nal Hutta- The BattleZone

The rancor's bony claws wrapped around The Harbinger's petit body, the monster attempting to squeeze the life out of her. She squirmed in the rancor's tight grip, eventually pulling her right arm out of its grasp. She activated her lightsaber, and plunged the green blade into one of the rancor's bony fingers. The rancor howled in pain, spraying her in its disgusting saliva. She carved a deep gash in its finger, forcing it to release her. She pulled her lightsaber out and fell to the ground, landing softly on her feet before quickly backflipping away.

The rancor roared at her before charging at her. She activated her off-hand blade, and charged to meet the monster at the center of the arena. The rancor raised an arm to strike, but she leapt over it, catching its head with her green blade. She climbed up to the top of its head and plunged both blades into its head.

The rancor howled in pain and reached a claw up to grab her. She released her grip on the green blade and Force Pushed the claw back. She then grabbed ahold of her lightsabers and jumped off his head, dragging the lightsabers down its spine before she dismounted at its tail.

The rancor let out one last howl before falling to the ground.

She turned to face Ardunna's private observation box, seeing the Hutt dispair over the loss of his rancor. "Do not think you can kill me so easily!" She yelled to him. "Spare yourself The Master's wrath and uphold your part of the deal!"

The golden protocol droid that stood next to Ardunna's dias was batted away by Ardunna's fat arms as the Hutt spewed Huttese at The Harbinger. She did not care what he had to say unless he was surrendering.

But the sound of an incoming shuttle proved the Hutt's desire to kill her.

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The Prism- Warden's Office

Kam Solusar could feel the Darkness rise. Something had changed. At first the Dark Side was in the dark corners of his mind, but now... he felt as if the Dark Side was prepared to swallow him up. He fought the Dark Side with everything he could muster, keeping it at bay through sheer force of will. But he knew that if he had difficulty keeping the Dark Side at bay, the rest of the prison was in danger.

Jansil sat at his desk behind him. Kam took a seat in one of the two chairs that sat in front of the desk. "Warden. What is the status of the Neural Dampeners?" There had to be something wrong, this was not just a feeling.

Jansil leaned on his desk, typing in something on the small computer that sat at the center of the desk. "Says here that they are offline. But how could that be?"

Kam quickly leapt out of his chair. "This prison has been infiltrated. The Master is going to escape!" He ran to the door, but before he could open it, the door controls were destroyed by a blaster bolt. He turned quickly to see Jansil pointing his blaster at him, his eyes black and purple veins spread across his angular face.

Jansil fired again, but the bolts were met by Kam's lightsaber. Jansil continued firing at him. Kam deflected each of the bolts so that they would miss Jansil. "What are you doing, Warden?" He asked, but the Warden's response was more blaster fire.

Kam blocked each one as he moved closer and closer to Jansil. With a swift strike, he removed the barrel from Jansil's weapon, and then hit him of the right temple with the butt-end of his lightsaber. "What happened to you, Jansil?" He wondered aloud.

Kam then came to the conclusion that the rest of The Prism might be experiencing whatever happened to Jansil. He ran up to the door and cut a large hole in the durasteel door. He stepped through the hole to find the rest of the prison locked in battle. Guards and prisoners both assaulted Kam's Jedi comrades and the guard droids that assisted them. The hordes of guards and prisoners, hundreds of them, threatened to overwhelm Kam's allies.

He then realized that this was The Master's plan, this was how he was going to escape.
Added Chapter 66 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