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 Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 11:35 am
Rayce let out a long, slow sigh of relief as he entered the void of space. He thought about that girl who had died, and shook his head. That snap had been almost unmistakable. Rayce flipped on the hyperdrive and set the coordinates for 0,0,0. Coruscant. He then sat back and relaxed as the stars around him blurred and he entered hyperspace.
Continued in the Temple....
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 1:19 pm
Aksel now headed deep into the Factory. A silver protocal droid moved with him.
"Sir, the droid number is to 500,000. 300,000 have had the Jedi data imprinted into them."
"Good, and the Old Republic and Confederate ships in orbit?"
"The recovery of them is almost done. Most have landed or crashed on parts of the planet, from an attack of the old Galatic Empire against a small band of Confederates decades ago.
"Good. But, are they ready yet?"
"No sir, this process will take more time."
"And the old Trade Federation droid starfighter?"
Those that are left are being updated, and we are starting work on new ones.
"Good. Now, I need sometime alone now..."
"Of course, sir."
Aksel now opened a Force Sensitive lock, and went into the room. It lead down very deep, and into a round room. In it was a bacta tank filled with red liquid. And on its left was the Jedi Holocron, and to its right was the Sith Holocron.
But, inside the tank was a girl. Wrapped up in badages mainly, her black hair moving slightly with the bacta movement. But, her body wasn't alive. She didn't breathe or twitch it what seemed to be her sleep. She was dead. Very dead... He pressed against the glass with his hands.
"I know you will hate me. But... I will find a way to bring you back from death. May I kill every Sith... and Jedi... I will bring you back... I will bring balance to the Force, so you may join me again..."
He pressed his face against the glass. Tears began to roll onto the glass.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
((Time for the back story...))
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 1:35 pm
3 years ago - Pirate Base - Verigo Asteroid field
Blaster bolts were everywhere. Holes where in the wall, and the flash of swinging lightsabers added color to the red lazers going past them, and hitting them. Three Jedi stood in the narrow hallway. A Twi'lek Jedi Master by the name of Enth-Tal Drood, his padawan Myth-Reel My-Nal, and a Jedi Knight, Anz-El Aksel...
The pirates were an Anti-Jedi group, due to the taking of Jedi at a young age. They had kidnapped a group of younglings, and these three Jedi were to rescue them.
"Behind you!"
Anz-El knocked Myth-Reel to the ground, and a bolt from a blast cannon came by. Enth looked the sitiuation over.
"They have us pinned and are ready to tear this place open like a can opener."
Myth-Reel got up, saber ready.
"What will we do?!"
"We must move, if we are to rescue the younglings! Are you ready?"
Anz and Myth noded. The three Jedi then rose and charged at the group of pirates, held up at the end of the hallway. Blasts went by, but they deflected it. The blast cannon was getting ready to fire another shot, when Master Enth threw his lightsaber at the user, cutting him in half. But, before he could call his saber back, he was gun downed. He let out a small grunt, as his body fell to the floor...
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 3:24 pm
"NOOOOOOOOOO!"
Anz quickly pulled the girl down to some cover. At this period of time, Aksel's hair was brown, not red, and his eyes blue. His hair was short, and clean, not longer with wild spikes. He was a Jedi, and he cared about getting back those younglings. But, Enth was once his master. And his body was now on the ground, still getting shot into. Anz let out a yell, and lept over the cover, using the Force to call upon Enth's lightsaber. He began to deflect blasts with both lightsabers now, charging at the pirates. He would kill them! He would kill them slowly!
He lept over their cover, and landed each saber into someone's head. They dropped limp. He then rolled, bringing one saber across one's leg, and the other vertically across another's waist. Those attacks didn't kill them. He then threw one saber into a pirates gut, and cut another in half at the belly. There was one last pirate. Anz grabbed a sharp piece of metal with the Force. And, as he deflected bolts with his saber, he threw the metal into the man's throat. He dropped his gun, and fell to the ground, grabbing at his throat. Anz moved closer to him...
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Myth looked over, the shooting had stopped. She re-ignited her saber, and moved slowly towards where Anz had went to. She stopped at the sound of a blood curtling scream. She lept into the room, to she a horrific sight, from which Anz turned her away from. He wipped the blood from his hands, and grabbed both sabers. They made there way towards the door...
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 7:57 pm
Inside the room was a group of younglings, about 3 standard years old, in the corner. Off to the side was a woman, unarmed. She looked scared... and angry.
"By the Gods! Why won't you go away!"
Anz stepped forward.
"Listen here Ma'am. I just lost a good friend, and you just lost a bunch of yours! Now we are taking the kids!"
"NO, DON'T! Your only going to taint them with your evil."
Anz turned to her, anger in his tone.
"I said-!"
"Aksel!"
He turned to Myth, who had an angry look on her face.
"Your not being very Jedi like!"
"It doesn't matter! She-"
"Aksel! Please, just stop! ...For me..."
His anger died off, and he lowered himself. He gave the woman a glare, and then relaxed fully.
"I'm sorry. But, we arn't evil..."
He began walk forward, when the woman pulled out a blaster from under a table. He let off a quick blast.
"AHHHHHHH!"
Anz turned to see Myth get shot in the chest.
"NO!"
He grabbed her, and held her close.
"No-no-no-no-no-no... don't-no!"
"Aksel... I'm... sor...ry... ...I lo..."
Her eyes closed slowly, and in pain, until she fell limp. The woman with the blaster sat in shock. She didn't mean to do what she did. She looked at Aksel, but only for a moment, as hatred filled him up, her enitre body was crushed by the Force, as he craddled Myth-Reel... crying...
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He soon set the youngling into a ship set for the Jedi Temple orbital platform. They would be fine... But, now Anz-El Aksel, was just Aksel...
Soon, he left, preserving her body, for the story of the Force saving those from death, may also be true of bringing them back...
((End story...))
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 11:50 pm
Aksel stepped out from the deep chamber and moved onto a platform, looking over the lava fields, his face dry now. The Mustafarians were working hard, and the droids the same. His silver droid came up next to him.
"Sir, your ship is preped, as you asked. What is your destination?"
"I'm heading back to Korrbian, Kee-12. And, switch to mode - Alpha."
The droid's voice was usually a pleasent one, but as its metal plates moved on its body, showing off armor and hidden blasters, its voice became deep and heartless.
"OF COURSE, SIR. THE FACTORY WILL BE SECURE."
"Activate the Ion Cannons, and keep a comm open for any ships leaving hyperspace. ANY ships!"
Aksel made his way to the hanger bay. He was finished with moving the pawns. Now, the other pieces must come in play...
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 7:49 am
His ship landed, Aksel walked back into the factory, Kee-12 waiting, and turning back into a normal protocal mode.
"And the trip sir?"
"I didn't succed. I'll wait awhile longer... Is the decoy factory set up?"
"Yes sir, 10,000 active, and ready droids are their."
"Good... then set up the hologram. This place will look like nothing more than a mountain... readings as well... I will let this army... grow..."
((Alright, this place is going unactive for awhile! It will be active again in about October, maybe later on.))
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 9:36 pm
((Well, its nearing the end of October and now that I have settled down in my dorm, I have decided to pick up where I left off, if that’s ok?))
From his deep Force Hibernation, Aksel wakes up. As he opens his eyes for the first time in months, a dim gray glows escapes them, as they go back to there sinister red and yellow colorHe moves past Kee-12, activating it.
"Progress?"
"Over a million, sir."
"And the ships?"
"All have been repaired. They are weak, but worthy for there purposes."
"Good."
He moves towards a railing, looking upon the molten surface.
"Put this to record, Kee-12. There is no Light. There is no Dark. There is only the Living Force. It controls us. ‘We’ do not control it..."
"Yes, sir."
Soon, a invasion fleet of old Republic and CIS capital ships leave the orbit of the fiery planet. The ships take offs are difficult, but successful. Aksel stands aboard the bridge of the flagship, "Ash".
"Set a course for Korriban. I seek council and inner sight from the Sith there."
((Moving to Korriban.))
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