Born a TraitorBorn a Traitor4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Born A Traitor
From birth he has been a traitor, having betrayed nature itself, and now he was about to betray the only family he had left. After this he would have no one. His only allies would be the dark shadow he called a Master and the dark side itself.
The engines of his gunship were humming peacefully. The calm before the storm, as it was called. There were at least twenty Clone Troopers in the ship with him. They were relatively quiet, checking their gear and rechecking it. Or were they? They could be conspiring against him at this very moment, plotting to kill him the moment he turned his back on them.
All beings were capable of betrayal in his dark eyes.
"Commander?" He called silently. "A word with you, if you please."
The blue-armored clone made his way through the crowd of soldiers and crouched in front of his superior, who had sat down in a corner, pitch-black robe covering him almost entirely. The Commander seemed alert, left hand on his holstere
In Your Shoes: AmbushIn Your Shoes: Ambush3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The planet Reyl was an unforgiving place, where it's animals had adapted to become some of the toughest force-forsaken creatures on this side of the galaxy; and the 501st was lucky enough to be sent there to drive out the Separatists terrorizing its denizens.
It was mid summer; the sky a sun kissed blue that touched the ground with a velvet caress. The land a cracked, dry, desolate waste that stretched for miles with spots of blue and green which marked the only sources of water for miles. Surrounding them, scorched giant trees jutted out from the baked earth, showing a time past when the planet was rich with life.
Five gunships swooped in high above the dried up canyons and valleys that scratched themselves across the entire planet. The droid army had spread itself in heaps and mounds of ordered groups surrounding the capital city of Shyre; reportedly the last city to survive the initial invasion. The city itself lay encased in a large insulated and shield like dome, which protected i
Orphans of War: AloneOrphans of War: Alone3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Patrol. Jix hated it. But Rex had sent him and Sergeant Coric because there was no one else to spare.
"Check for stragglers. We need to be sure all civilians have left the area. Things are going to get nasty soon." Rex had told them.
The first three houses were clearly empty; they didn't even bother getting off their speeder bikes. The road they were traveling on was just a mere path with two ruts separated by a grassy hump in the center. Trees overhung it on both sides, some lower branches managing to slap out at the clone trooper pair as they road along.
"Uhg.. no one is out here.. let's just get back sarge." Jix grumbled, slapping away a branch as they flew by.
"I think the last house is just around this curve," Coric's voice crackled over the comm. "The road ends at this little--"
"Look out!" Jix shouted.
They came out of the blind curve and two kids, a boy and a girl, were standing in the knee deep grass in the road. They made no effort to get out of the way of the oncoming
Into the Rush 11Into the Rush 114 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"They're talking about us again."
"Well aren't you learning the language fast." Cody's voice rumbled.
"Sir, what's taking General Kenobi so long?"
"There's a war going on Boil. It's not going to pause for us."
"Right.. well.. these tail-heads could at least turn a light on in here or something."
Waxer felt exposed without his helmet. The twi'leks had insisted- more like forced- them to give their helmets to them. Not to mention it was dark. He couldn't see Boil or Cody, but heard them murmuring back and forth.
"And these binders!" Boil complained.
"You complain more than a shiny." Cody scoffed.
"Yeah, well, your not the one pressed into a broken pipe.."
"Your right, I 'm not."
Waxer closed his eyes, it didn't make a real difference anyway. His thoughts trailed over Numa's horrified expression, watching her people take her nerra away.
"Waxer? You still alive out there?" Boil's voice broke Waxer from his memory.
"Just..thinking.." Waxer said quietly.
There was a moment of silence,
TomorrowTomorrow1 month ago in Drama More Like This
________Felucia- 1 month before order 66________
Padawan Commander Ahsoka Tano stared out from the gunship as it grazed past the exotic landscape of Felucia. It was a beautiful, but very dangerous planet. And the Republic needed to claim it as theirs once again. Anakin Skywalker, her master of now nearly three years stood off to her left, intently discussing the upcoming battle with his clone captain. Rex's helmeted head bobbed up and down slightly as he talked with Anakin, and he swayed almost gracefully with the movements of the gunship as he held onto the grip above his head.
Ahsoka almost wished that they didn't have to come back to this planet. It dredged up some bad memories. Her last mission here didn't go very well. But that had been nearly two years ago. She had been young, cocky, and foolish. She was seventeen now and well along her way in her Jedi training. Humility, listening to the chain of command, and the ability to discern the dangers of battle where now among su
SW - Clone Of The Force - VSW - Clone Of The Force - V4 years ago in Drama More Like This
The 501st Legion got the best and worst of the war. Assigned to various Jedi depending on the battle, not like other squadrons that had their own Jedi General. Out of all the Jedi Yin served, Anakin Skywalker caught his interest the most. He was unpredictable, arrogant and powerful.
Yin's armour was now blue, he was representing his legion. He had seen sites so traumatising that he began to understand why clones were expendable, even if they survived this war, they would never be OK again.
Yin was war hardened, no longer a 'shiny' clone trooper.
It had been over a year since the war began.
Yang: We will be passing through soon. I won't be able to speak long but I haven't seen you since we left Kamino.
Yin: I know brother. How was your last objective?
Yang: Grevious Escaped. He killed one of my fellow commandos, Tai was a good man.
Yin: I'm sorry.
Yang: Yeah...Our unit must be a four. One to lead, one to specialise in system hacking, exp
Right Behind YouRight Behind You6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Alright boys take a break. Ashoka instructed her remaining 37 troopers, as they fumbled around backpacks for water and rations; she caught sight of the captain coming toward her.
We need to keep moving, were behind enemy lines and its our job to get you to the RV point alive Commander.
And its my job to ensure the health and well being of my men and that is you Captain. She retorted and reached out her hand using the force to get a ration bar and handed it to Rex, Now eat.
Rex took the ration bar taking a bite of it as he walked off to go make the rounds on his men, while Ashoka went to go meditate. She found a large rock with a groove just the perfect size to sit in; she then closed her eyes, calming herself and allowing the life around her to become almost touchable. She felt the humid air, the moist greenery scattered everywhere and the running water of the streams; it was so relaxing.
Rex leaned against
whethermansnowflake kisses, no two the samewhetherman4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
chill the thrill of the new, warming
two to the familiar and whispering
winds that closed her eyes
only to open, beneath the tumbling
snowflakes and weather considering whether
the heat of flesh on flesh is
the warmth found in the creation of lust or love
MiseryAnd I look to my sideMisery4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For a little bit of hope
For the clouds to not have cried
Or a stem of petal hope
But still this capes array
The most cynical white.
Drowning grass in the day
Hiding exits in the night
And I look to my feet
To check they are there
For they wallow in defeat
Resting quiet with wheel chair
As a writer I walked proud
I ran soft with my pen
Deadly snow brings a shroud
to hold me now, that was then.
And I look to door
Desperation beyond my heart
Throw my body to the floor
Slide the paperclip apart
And inching in the lock
My fingers kept their calm
When i heard the clip 'tock'
And the open door held in my palm
Time of DyingTime of Dying4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ringing that.. awful ringing..
Echo strained the shake away the high pitched whine echoing in his ears. The after effect of the fiery explosion maintained its steady tone, deafening the loud scream of his name. The ARC's movement hurt, and Echo feebly ceased his attempt. The crippled clone lay in silent agony.
On the ground I lay
Motionless in pain
I can see my life flashing before my eyes
The flames around him licked harmlessly at the plastoid of his armor, it's glow was fading..
"We have to go NOW!" The general's voice startled Echo, reminding him of the whine in his ears that was finally dulling. It took Echo a moment to register the meaning..
Did I fall asleep
Is this all a dream
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare
NO! Echo thought in sudden panic I'm alive! Alive!
The ARC mustered all of his strength to open his eyes to drive away the creeping darkness. Nothing.. his eyes were open. But.. the light.. still faded.. Echo fought the darkness, fear for
The Darkness DescendsWithin words amidst silence he stood,The Darkness Descends4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Captured in the haze of the day.
He wore nothing but contempt shrouded in false promises,
Woven in the stolen dreams and whispered hopes of a nation.
In his memories, he saw only blurs,
Faint lines and shadows of past events and steps.
He thought naught of the way he had come,
Only of the miles that stretched before him in vast waves.
If you spread goodwill laced with poison and manipulation,
Love filled with coercion and malignance,
Perhaps only ashes will remain,
Of the pure fires that lie within the world's children.
Bring the darkness to an everyday reality,
Let it fill their minds with hatred and malice,
And their hearts with nothing but stone.
If fury and violence is all that they know,
The sun can finally set on the light,
And the concept of peace.
Let the smoke and the dust extinguish the life,
Of the world.
Let words be but a catalyst for their self destruction,
And their helplessness a fuel for resentment and anger to breed.
In them, the
Unusual Company Ch. 1The number of boots that traveled down the halls of the Resolute every day numbered in the thousands, but the pair traveling towards the bridge had a much lighter step. Waiting outside the door, Rex knew the footsteps didn't sound like any of his brothers. There was no weight to them, nothing to keep them firmly planted where they needed to be. Instead these were quick and sprightly, hardly touching the floor before they moved again.Unusual Company Ch. 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He turned his head towards the General as she rounded the corner.
"Ma'am. Commander Rex of Torrent Company." Rex took a few steps forward, meeting her halfway from the door and shaking her hand. She gave him a bright smile and nodded.
"General Elira DeJosa. The pleasure's mine, Rex."
Rex couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth up slightly, since he couldn't keep a plain expression after her friendly greeting without seeming disinterested or rigid. Her handshake was solid and outgoing. It conveyed genuine interest and wasn't j
TMTY Ch. 14 "Ma'am?"TMTY Ch. 143 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Without responding, DeJosa glided towards him, folding herself onto his lap. He could feel the curve of her behind through his clothes, and the way she rolled her hips intensified it. The little voice in the back of his head screamed that something was definitely wrong with this whole picture, and begged for Rex to get away. However, the other ninety-nine percent of his brain was busy sending blood to his groin.
He shuddered. "Ma'am I " But DeJosa had already sensed his need.
Rex sat bolt upright in his bed, a cold sweat enveloping him. He looked around his darkened room, his eyes darting frantically to make sure he was completely alone. Satisfied that he was, Rex flopped back down, rubbing his face with both hands.
For the past few days, he'd been having the same nightmare over and over, sometimes twice in the same night. These were increasing his irritability towards DeJosa, and making acting civilly towards each other an impossibility. They'd
Care to Dance- Chapter 4Just keep in mind that Rex is not supposed to be a jerk in this chapter hence the words Intense Training . Enjoy. ;DCare to Dance- Chapter 45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You want to do what?
Go to the ball. Ashoka grinned at her master, as she stood up straight with her hands behind her back and rocking on the heels of her feet.
Ashoka, this is a serious mission, not some kind of rest break.
No master, I mean we can go to the ball. Rex and Anakin watched the padawan walk across the room and back, We need to keep Adabilla unsuspecting yes? Well, what if we went to the ball, as guests of course, and arrest him in there. Hes vulnerable and the odds are on our side.
Anakin made a humming noise in his throat, a sign he was unsure, Hmmm, thats-
Brilliant. Rex cut in changing the Generals sentence, the Captain turned to Anakin, Sir, shes perfectly right, we will have the upper hand and he w
FlickerShe sits at the right end of the chair in the hallway. Her hands on her knees, feet together, and toes curled in her huaraches; back slightly curved from the poor posture she had since childhood; face so pale, partly covered by her brown unhealthy hair as if trying to hide those blank green eyes from the penetrating lights.Flicker4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She tries to lock herself away from the noises of the beasts passing by, laughing and making fool of themselves just to please everybody else; lock herself away from the flashy beasts that live on praises and false appreciations.
She looks at the ceiling, picturing the hallway lights flickering slowly like that in horror movies, then gradually speeding up like those on christmas trees, until they explode and set everything on fire, forcing the beasts to show their true skins, consuming souls and sparing no one but the cold cement walls.
But then, the lights would not flicker, the noises would not fade, the beasts are still howling, and she is still sittin
Memories of RainWishing on stars is no betterMemories of Rain4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Than trying to keep sand from sifting
The fingers you wanted to
Intertwine with [hers][his]
Just as your heart is
Holding on to past memories, it
Only serves to spoil the future
We turn great memories into nothing but
What ifs and monsters
D r i p, d r i p, d r o p
If I See Your Face Tomorrow When you look at me, do you see anything? Or do you just see the shell of your former reason for existence? When you threw all those reasons away, did you feel lost? Did you wonder if you had made the right decision?If I See Your Face Tomorrow4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Were you even sorry?
Sometimes, I'll listen to that band that no one else but us knows. I'll lie in bed and whisper the lyrics that still remind me of you, even though it's been over a year since we were together. "Sitting here trying not to call you, wouldn't know what to say. Feels like forever since I saw you, trying so hard not to count the days "
Sometimes I look in the mirror and remember what was. Is that immoral? "Look in the mirror and still see us, please tell me that that is wrong " And sometimes, when I'm feeling really lost, I return to t
Stuck In The MotionsHug meStuck In The Motions4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And I'll hug you.
Whatever you want me to.
And I'll love you.
Whatever you want me to.
And I'll love you.
Whatever you want me to.
And I'll love you.
On loop of track number two.
I'm stuck in the motions,
Of commoted devotion.
Hug Me again.
violent redI'm of an anaconda mindset these days, honey, so you shouldn't worry too much as to whether these words are directed to you. I could choke, squeeze, throttle you until your precious skin was the color of my violent affectations, but you wouldn't even notice. you'd just bruise, my hands the color of nothing. I am the wheat you forgot grew across the street from your bedroom window. you're the barren branches I see everyday as I climb up to face the day (to face the life).violent red4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
if you knew me as well as you claim, you'd know that I am dead-set against falling for you, falling through you
(a tidal wave of affection that has a terrible tendency to drown out all your condescension and give me false strains of hope)
I've scorned my once-treasured title of 'hopeless romantic.' slander, really. what does love have to do with this? this is called revenge, sweetheart. this is known as an attempt. know through these words that I'm not someone to mess with. know that I could press my hands to yo
Tea Stain SunColourful and brightly paintedTea Stain Sun4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Watercolour, though slightly tainted.
Touched in life by real hands,
The tea stain sun freckles the land.
Dappled marble violet sky,
Where the gaze shall never lie.
In the backgrounds pale mystique,
The heavens must've surely leaked.
Thin waves blown by the breeze,
Meadow spotted with yellow leaves.
Kisses of white apple blossom rain,
Peppered beneath the great tea stain.
The figure crouched beside the tree
Hidden behind the springtime scene
Reading the works of Oscar Wilde
Between the petal blooms all the while.
ReprehensionSplintered wood and flaming rageReprehension4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Another beast escapes its cage
Flames are crawling up the stairs
She's dead and gone but no one cares
Shattered glass and voices loud
She was only trying to make you proud
But you took a razor, held it tight
She bled and writhed, but could not fight
Your iron grip as you took her soul
And tortured her to just be sure
That never again would you be bothered
By all the annoyance of being a father.
Final DestinationYou can't spell suicide without the I, c, us, die.Final Destination4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can't spell never without the
ever after the n,
used also in
no and nothing.
When nothing means anything anymore,
anything means nothing.
Something can be anything,
so today is something new.
You can't forget the I,
that's needed in suffering.
It's a main part of pain,
without it, dying's incomplete.
It's in trigger and the finger
used to delete existence.
I'm exhausted and there's
no I in acceptance.
No getting over (yo)u,
cause I can't see (wh)y in the
You can't spell completely without the empty.
Copyright © 2010-2011 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.
Mando'a Lesson 4Mando'a Lesson 4Mando'a Lesson 44 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Ahsoka's Dream Part 1Run. Just keep running and they can't catch you. But how long can one person run without stumbling. She thought to herself. But who was she running from? The scene changes, darkness all around her. Only the sound is that of a heartbeat. She saw a body just laying there in someone's arms. Who is that? She kept thinking as I got closer. This when I realized it was Rex who was holding the body. Gently tracing the face with his fingers. Then looking over his shoulder she saw who he was holding. It's me!Ahsoka's Dream Part 15 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Her own scream had woken her up, along with everyone else. Rex comes running into my room with pistols out and ready to shoot.
"Commander Ahsoka, are you alright?" Rex said worriedly, hiding it behind his helmet.
"I'm fine Captain, just a nightmare. Nothing to worry about, I promise." She said hoping he would drop the matter. Of course, he did not.
"That's the third time this week, Commander. Is something bothering you or do you just like to scare us all?"
"Maybe a lit