Star Wars: Divided Loyalties 1"So, do you have any idea where these pirates are?" Rex asked.Star Wars: Divided Loyalties 13 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Somewhere up ahead," Ahsoka replied. "If I knew it was going to be this far, I would have tried to get a transport instead of tramping all over Felicia with a bunch of rookies." She glanced back at the clones. All of them were inexperienced rookies, sent on the mission since their leaders seemed to think they would gain experience chasing off a group of pirates who were terrorizing the local spice farmers.
"Getting kind of dark," Fives complained. Not counting Rex, he was the only non-rookie.
Ahsoka sensed a disturbance in the Force. There was something big ahead of them but the thick foliage and the darkness hid it from view. She held up her hand, halting the clones. "Rex and I will go forward, the rest of you stay back here with Fives."
Ahsoka and Rex moved forward into the thick vegetation. They had not gone far when something huge charged through the foliage. Ahsoka ignited her lightsabers and swiped at
He Won't SurviveHe Won't Survive3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Of course he won't survive.
I know of the order.
Every clone knows it.
In the back of our minds,
It festers away.
The Jedi we love,
We'll take their lives away.
Can't be helped.
We cry inside.
But we are mere robots
Of flesh design.
We obey the Sith Lord,
Against our will.
Hands cut off and tied,
While we'll take blood.
I'll one day kill my leader.
My Obi-Wan Kenobi.
I just pray it's not today.
Because if it is,
I'll pray he'll forgive me,
Plead innocence though bloody guilty.
Then I'll pray that somebody kills me.
Path Of The 3 Younlings. Part2Path Of The 3 Younlings. Part24 years ago in Drama More Like This
The younglings drifted into space for hours. Not knowing where they were heading.
They were sat, in shock and in fear.
Makai: I thought the clones were good though? They are supposed to protect us.
Chase: Why would they attack Jedi?
Tai: Because they're clones! They don't think, they only follow orders. It's Palpatine! Only he controls them. He must have ordered them to kill us!
Makai: But why?
Tai: How am I supposed to know!
Chase: Anakin Skywalker is friends with Palpatine.
They all looked at each other. Although young, they were beginning to understand.
Makai: So was Master Anakin always evil?
Chase: Who knows? Why did he do that...How could he....
Chase started sobbing.
Tai: None of that! C'mon! We are Jedi!
Tai, although 10 years old, knew, as the oldest, he would have to take charge.
Tai stood up and started looking though the pod.
Tai: There must be an emergency power switch somewhere?
Tai saw a switch and flicked it.
The power came on but the lights kept dimming...
Star Wars Drabbles 9 I own nothing.Star Wars Drabbles 93 years ago in Humor More Like This
Obi-Wan raced into the room, looking scared. "What's wrong Anakin!?" he demanded.
Anakin looked up. "Oh, nothing. I'm just practicing."
"Well, these are the sounds I make when I'm pissed off," Anakin paused, looking thoughtful, then added, "Or when I'm having loud passionate sex."
Obi-Wan gasped, "Anakin!"
" with myself."
"So what pisses you off?" Obi-Wan asked.
"Hmm, well, lots of things piss me off Master."
"Yeah I've noticed."
"Yeah I wait, what?!" Anakin demanded.
"Well, I mean. Come on Anakin, let's be realistic. I mean, every single little thing pisses you off. I bet one of these days you're going marry Padme Amidala and when she gets pregnant pisses you off and you try to kill her by using the Force to choke her, and then you'll try to kill me because I pissed you off because I wanted to kill you, and then you'll get pissed off at the emperor Sidious because he's using Sith Lightning on yo
Star Wars: Divided Loyalties 2"It's me," Fives said as he stepped into sight with his hands up.Star Wars: Divided Loyalties 23 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"What happened?" Ahsoka asked.
"They panicked and scattered," Fives said. "I can't blame them. Scattering was probably a smart thing to do. There wasn't any way they could be prepared for that."
"Did many of the others survive?" Rex asked.
"I think about half of them did. I'll try to get in contact with them through their comlinks."
"You round them up. Rex and I will be going after the pirates," Ahsoka said.
Even with his helmet on, Ahsoka sensed Fives's surprise. "You're going after them?"
"Just scouting. After I find out what we're up against, I'll contact Aayla Secura and see if we can get reinforcements from the other side of the planet," Ahsoka reassured Fives.
Rex and Ahsoka took off at a jog.
Even in the darkness, the Rancors' trail was easy to follow but Ahsoka was careful not to follow without looking for traps.
She held up her hand, halting Rex. Ahead of them, she saw the light of a fire. "You circle around to
The Emp that stole CoruscantThe Emp sat in a balcony alone in his tower, shrouded by a cloud of gloom and glower. Whatever the reason, whatever was said, the Emp looked down from his tower, hating the Jeds. "I will halt their goodwill and halt it still."The Emp that stole Coruscant4 years ago in Humor More Like This
The Emp snuck into the temple of Jeds, planning to kill them asleep in their beds. He walked straight to the training quarters, located all in a row. "These padawans are the first ones to go." He arced his lightning at all sorts of jeds short and tall till all there was left was a stain on the wall. He then went room to room, committing the other jeds to certain doom.
The Emp returned to his tower with a feeling of triumph and power.
"The citizens of Coruscant are just waking up, this I know, their mouths will hang open, then they'll all sob with woe. I will celebrate with food and wine because Coruscant is now mine!"
Mother's Eyes (Star Wars)For as long as Ben could remember, his mother was always by his side. He could never have imagined what life would be like without her. But now she was gone, and all he had were memories of her, fourteen years of memories that were now so precious. There was a particular one that Ben knew he would never forget, a memory from a time before Jacen came into his life, before everything started to go wrongMother's Eyes (Star Wars)3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Mom!" Ben asked, "Who do you love most in the galaxy?"
Mara smiled, gazing at his face.
"Zonama Sekot? The stars? The Emperor?" Ben asked again.
Mara hugged him tightly, her hand stroking his hair, and whispered softly, "I like my little rascal the most, of course."
Pleased, Ben gazed into his mother's eyes; he was startled to see a miniature Ben inside her green eyes staring back.
Ben asked his mother, "Your eyes have me in them, doesn't it hurt?" Mara just laughed.
Later on, whenever Mara hugged Ben, he often observed her bright eyes.
When he cried, her eyes had a weeping Ben
Never LoverNever Lover5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
What life brings upon us,
All those challenges in our lives,
So challenging for a normal being,
So impossible for a Jedi.
Yet I still love him.
He's grown up around it,
And so have I.
For all the things
I've never asked,
We should not, we're Jedi.
But I want his love.
Don't say. Don't whisper.
But I can't deny my feelings,
So Obi-Wan my never lover,
I love you...but I can't say it.
Not Yet A WomanNot Yet A Woman5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
In this life I'm a woman,
But I'm not yet a woman.
I'm a girl.
Just a girl,
But also a queen with a duty.
My life dictated by the situation,
A childhood gone long sacrificed.
For a life of politics,
Of providing a leader.
There is no mother or family.
I am Queen Amidala.
Not yet a woman,
No longer a child.
But one day this will end,
And I'll be a woman at last.
A Healer's Record of AnakinA Healer's Record of Anakin SkywalkerA Healer's Record of Anakin4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Age 9: Patient brought to Temple
Age 9: Not three weeks later, in with a broken arm. All I can get is mumblings about a skylight and dares.
Age 9: Tripped by Yoda. Three broken fingers and a sprained ankle.
Age 10: Vaccines. Never seen so much kicking and screaming. Yelling about "no shots on Tatooine."
Age 10: Brought home a 'pet' from the aquarium. Sharp-toothed eel. Stitches and bacta.
Age 10: Tripped by Yoda. Again. Fared slightly better, minor concussion.
Age 11: Went on first mission. Came back with an unconscious Master and a sprained wrist.
Age 11: Tripped over Yoda. Broken ankle.
Age 12: Another 'pet'. Allergic reaction, some type of rash. Prescribed ointment.
Age 12: Rash not clearing up. Bacta patch. I'm getting headaches when I see that k
Lack of ColorDean stood inside of the dingy motel room, his heart thump-thumping in his chest, clutching a mostly empty beer bottle in his hand. He needed something more, something stronger, something to really sear at the pain in his chest and make it go away, not forever, because that would be a childish, stupid wish, but just for a little while, long enough. Long enough to actually smile, for a real smile to make it's way across his face, because, since Cas had gone postal then died Dean hadn't been able to smile, and now, with Bobby gone too Dean didn't know how much more he could take. He was trying, dammit he was, but he was failing. Dean finished off the bottle then began pawing through his duffel bag, hoping something, anything, would be in there. He came up with half a bottle of whiskeky. A bitter smile worked it's way across his face and he opened the bottle, bringing it to his lips and taking a long swig. He then threw himself onto the bed, he was alone right now, Sam wasLack of Color3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Star Wars: All I Ask of YouStar Wars: All I Ask of You3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I leaned in toward Chancellor Palpatine, my face mere inches from his frightened face. But I could see him. I could see the Sith soul he possessed.
"I. Know. What. You. Are." I hissed.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about," He whimpered.
"Don't lie to me! I know you're the Sith Lord the Jedi have been looking for! I can see it! I see it all. And I know what you're doing to Anakin."
"This-this is preposterous!"
At that moment I let my frustration control my actions, giving in just this time, not caring of the repercussions. Light saber ignited, I physically grabbed his throat, angling his head so I could look into his eyes, the azure beam from saber lighting the pure fear in his eyes. I hated to admit it, but it gave me a certain measure of satisfaction to see it.
"You are the Sith Lord!" I spat again. "You can't hide from me!"
His frightened façade fell away and I saw what he really was
Late Night Texts 23D: Imma eat that hairy leg.Late Night Texts 233 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
S: What the fuck?!
D: Imma eat that one too.
S: Dude, you're scaring me. What the hell?
D: Oop, I can see right up dem shorts.
S: I have on pants, Dean. What the hell are you talking about?
D: I gotta whole bunch of rows of teeth to chew you with.
S: What are you, a fucking shark?
D: Oh, now wait a minute. I did have a chubby kid on a raft earlier today.
S: So you're a cannibal shark?
D: It's okay though, I've been swimming a lot lately.
S: No you haven't. You haven't moved from your spot on th
But, I Love YouSam and Dean Winchester sat in a diner in the middle of nowhere, Illinois. They were exhausted from a vamp job they had just finished, but not tired enough to go straight to a motel. They had to eat, you know?But, I Love You3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey, I think I found another job," Dean said, peering down at a newspaper he had snatched from outside the diner. Sam let out a groan.
"Dean, we just finished a job. Can't it wait 'til Friday?" he complained, voice rough from fatigue. The eldest Winchester rolled his eyes.
"C'mon, Sam, you're getting too lazy!"
"Lazy?! Right, says the one who sleeps in every morning and eats fat, greasy foods while I wake up early, take a jog, work out, and eat nothing but what you call 'rabbit food!'" he snapped back, his voice rising with every word. Dean quirked an eyebrow and his lips twitched up into a crooked smile.
"Jeez, someone's starting their cycle early, eh?" he snickered, causing Sam to grit his teeth. But before the younger hunter could spit a retort, the pretty, blonde wait
Hunters enchantment, chapter three.As Dean awoke from a refreshing slumber; he felt a caressing hand roaming; tangled into his tousled, knotted hair. A smile spread accross his comfortably soft features as Dean sensed delicate skin brushing against his now fully rested head; half opening his restored eyes Dean spyed Castiel laying on his side with his eyes locked onto his; one hand slotted in between his head and the bed sheets, the other twirling carelessly; lost in the jungle of hair. As Castiel saw Dean had awoken he retreated his hand briskly; sitting up boltright with a slight tint of pink arrising in his cheek bones and slowely spreading across his face. As much as Dean had craved Castiel's touch and was slightly dissapointed when he had stopped, he couldn't help but wonder why Castiel would even consider doing so in the first place. Perhaps he had read his mind; perhaps he had and now he was toying with his heart to see his breaking point. What ever the case was Dean knew he had to be exta careful with his thoughHunters enchantment, chapter three.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Theme Prompt - Creation"You need to die," Gabriel said matter-of-factly. He grinned as Sam's mouth dropped open. Dean just looked at him, exhaustion and disbelief painting his face.Theme Prompt - Creation3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What? Can you think of any other way into the Garden?" Gabriel continued. "Humans only see Heaven when they're dead."
"Can't you just... I don't know," Dean said, waving his hand. "Mojo me up there or something?"
"No, Dean, I can't," Gabriel said, shaking his head. "It's against dear Daddy's rules. And I think all the angels would revolt if I tried." Dean sighed and looked down mournfully. Cas's feather was getting cooler, the pulsing fading out. Dean pushed his fear down and took a deep breath. Looking back up at Gabriel, he let his determination shine in his eyes.
"What do I need to do?" he asked simply. Gabriel gaped at him, not actually expecting the hunter to be willing to try this. He cleared his throat and thought for a moment.
"Well, the easiest way would be for one of us to kill you," Gabriel said, dropping a hand on Sa
Hunters enchantment, chapter one.The heat was overpowering and Dean was struggling to handle it any longer. Cupping the cool, refreshing liquid in his shaking hands he attempted to drown his flushed face, drenching his febrile features again and again. He clutched the grubby sides of the motel sink and stared at the unfamiliar man returning his distressed gaze, a small sigh escaping from his trembling, dripping lips. Closing his weary eyes Dean rested his confound head against the smeared mirror; sensing the rushing droplets of sweat and water combined sizzle against his flustered skin. The sound of banging on the locked bathroom door erupted Dean's trail of thought forcing him to stumble backwards; rubbing his temple with two fingers and a thumb. A familiar voice leaked reassuringly through the rugged, paper thin door as Dean's fingers trailed down to the bridge of his nose and squeezed lightly "Dean? Are you ok in there?"Hunters enchantment, chapter one.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rubbing his clammy palm against his closed, tired eyes; thoughts turned to how the hell he was
sometimes when dean dreamsSometimes when Dean dreams, he dreams of hell.sometimes when dean dreams3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It's less frequent than it used to be, and for that he's quite grateful, but when he's dreaming, it's easy to forget that it is merely a dream.
He's back there in the pit. Sometimes he's on the rack, and other times it's someone else. It's those nights that he wakes up screaming.
The rack was bad. It was pain and hopeless torment. That much he can handle, in a way. (Never on that scale before, but he's a Winchester, they always bounce back. Eventually.)
It's when there's someone else, some other face without a name. It's when he's the one holding the knife and ignoring the cries and pleas for mercy, that Dean wakes up in a cold sweat, a shriek clamped tight behind his teeth.
He knows Sam is awake in the darkness too, watching him from the other bed. He doesn't need to look, doesn't want to.
"You alright, man?"
"Yeah," Dean croaks every time. "Shut up and go to sleep."
Sam sighs, rolls over, fluffs his pillow, and falls back asle
Love the Alternate"I want pie," Dean announced, nudging his brother's shoulder. "Why didn't you get pie on the last food run?" Sam shrugged and went back to ignoring his brother. He was doing research and it was not going well.Love the Alternate3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"C'mon, Sam," Dean continued. "How can you get food and no pie?"
"Because they didn't have any," Sam snapped, flicking his eyes up to his brother. "You want some, go get it yourself."
"I think I will," Dean said and hopped up off the bed. He grabbed the keys to the Impala off the table next to Sam and left the motel they were staying in. It wasn't half bad; not nearly as run down as some places they'd stayed. Climbing into the Impala, he started the engine with a grin, listening to the throaty purr. Shifting the car into drive, Dean drove to a diner he had seen not too far away.
"What can I get ya?" the waitress asked when Dean was seated.
"What kind of pie you have?" Dean asked.
"Apple, strawberry rhubarb, and peach," the waitress, who's nametag read Jamie, replied.
Late Night Texts 24G: Send me a picture.Late Night Texts 243 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
G: I'm tied up, and I won't be able to make it down for a few days.
G: So send me a picture.
S: (picture message enclosed)
G: Cute, kid. Real cute.
S: I'm sensing sarcasm.
G: We both know I didn't mean a picture of Bobby.
S: Well you didn't specify.
G: All right, fine. Sam, it would please me very much if you were to send me a picture of yourself.
S: (picture message enclosed)
G: If you EVER want to sleep with me again, you'll send me a picture of you shirtless.
It's Just Pie... Ch.4 (A Destiel Fanfic)It's Just Pie... Ch.4 (A Destiel Fanfic)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
God this sucked so much ass. Cas was gone for a fucking month and now he's standing there, in his motel room telling Dean he needed help.
"Details. Now." Dean commanded.
"Dean I ca-"
"Can't or won't?" Dean interrupted. This question quickly made Cas shut the fuck up, which pleased him. Finally that fucker decided to listen.
"It's about the Lamia," Cas said finally.
"You pissed them off didn't you?"
"They could have killed you Dean," Cas snapped back.
"So what, now they're back to go all Death Wish on your ass?"
"I don't understand that reference," Cas said, like he was fucking proud of it or something.
"It was a movie from Nineteen se- never mind Just Just tell me everything." Before Cas had time to complain, Dean held up his hand and stopped him. "Nope. House rules and you're in mine right now, so tell me everything."
"Well first off this isn't a home. It's a motel." Dean groaned and Cas continued, "As I said, the Lamia are back, but not for revenge " Cas took a momen
Deanwich"Sammy lunch time," 12 year old Dean called into the other room of the motel.Deanwich3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Small foot steps were heard and soon enough Sam was in the kitchen, sitting on the chair that Dean had pulled out for him.
"What's for lunch?" He asked, with a small lisp from his missing tooth.
"A sandwich," He said, putting said food in front of him.
"Where did you get the stuff? Dad hasn't bought any in forever," He said, picking it up.
"Don't worry about it, just eat," Dean said, ruffling Sam's hair once before sitting down and eating his own.
For the next few days, Dean made more sandwiches before Sam woke up from his naps. A few days later Dean was sitting in front of the TV, with his head bobbing against his chest, fighting his eyes closing. Eventually the song of the sandman won over him and he fell into a deep sleep.
A small hand shaking him, woke him up as he opened his eyes groggily.
"Wake up, it's 6,"
"What?" He asked, eyes snapping to the clock. "Oh shit, I'm sorry
Things Supernatural has made me afraid ofThings Supernatural has made me afraid ofThings Supernatural has made me afraid of2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
1. Having sex
2. Remaining a virgin
3. Picking things up off the floor
4. Anatomy dummies
5. Kidney transplants
6. Finding angels in my ass
7. Jefferson Starships
8. People with tattoos
9. Waking up stuck to the ceiling
AND I'VE ONLY SEEN TEN EPISODES!