Star Wars: Divided Loyalties 1"So, do you have any idea where these pirates are?" Rex asked.Star Wars: Divided Loyalties 14 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
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
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
Nothing Less"So be it, Jedi."Nothing Less4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sandy blond hair fell over the face of a young man aged by things that none should see. Vader was caught. Unable to make even the slightest of moves.
Sith lightning rained down on his child, resigned to his fate.
The inability to take action that had gripped him earlier found release. For a moment he looked at the body- the body, eyes wide open and glazed with death. The light that had illuminated his mechanical heart extinguished, and in a single ruthless motion his light saber found itself burred within his former master.
He did not know if it was the bionic prison that made lifeless flesh seem so light- or if it was his son's small stature, where he had undoubtedly taken after his mother. The corpse in his unfeeling arms might not have even existed.
Through the halls into his private docking bay the evacuating imperials took no notice of their solemn commander. In the ship he arranged him to be mistaken as sleeping, lest not for the lack of breath in his breast.
SW: PersuasionSenator Amidala walked through the sparsely occupied hallways of the Senate Building, head held high and features impassive. To her great relief, no one approached her with afterthought comments or lingering concerns they had regarding the Council meeting that had recently been adjourned. She was virtually absolute in her belief that any reminder of what she would immediately name one of the most infuriating debates she had ever participated in would set her on edge. All Padmé desired was to forget about the frustrating ordeal entirely.SW: Persuasion4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It had begun like any other Senate session, and had finished like most of them as well. In fact, it had been remarkably similar to at least two other she could name off the top of her head in addition to that. Perhaps it was just in her mind. But more likely it was the repetition that bothered her. The fact that their system had fallen into a continuous loop that she could
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.
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
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
Hunters enchantment, chapter two.Struggled groans of protest and complaint slipped from Dean's quivering lips as he was involuntary dragged to the appealing bed, holding back an intense urge to pull Castiel into an embracing hug; to hold him there. Forever. He admittedly wished that he could release a bundled burden of feelings onto him and for Castiel to return them; for everything to be one big happy ending, but Dean knew that nothing realy ended that way, nothing was ever that simple; not in his experiece; not for him. Castiel attentively sat Dean down onto the bed encouragingly pushing against his feeble, exhausted body trying to force him to lay down, but Dean resisted and the angel became quickly agitated; responding to his adolescence with attempting eye contact and an encouraging tone of voice. "Dean, you need to get some rest."Hunters enchantment, chapter two.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm not tired." Dean said bluntly, staring out the clouded window off into the cosmic distance; averting his eyes from the blatently troubled man before him; blushing radiantly aslmos
Changing Channels: MalefliXXXSam reoriented himself quickly after yet another 'scene change.' For better or worse, he was getting used to it. Of course, everything was different. He was wearing a short red silk robe... and that's it. He was in a lavish second-story bedroom that had a large bed and little else. The dressers were plain and free of knicknacks. There were no pictures, paintings, or posters on the walls. The closet door didn't open. He heard the familiar rumble of a classic muscle car and rushed to look out the window. It was the Impala, so naturally, Dean was probably here.Changing Channels: MalefliXXX3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Sam left the bedroom and cautiously made his way down the stairs. The doorbell rang, and Sam only had to cross the living room to answer it. There was a fire going in the fireplace beyond what looked like a very plush rug. Sconces and candelabras lit the rest of the space. He could faintly m
Babies!!!BABIES!!!Babies!!!2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Drade wasn't sure how it happened but somehow, some way she had ended up with 3 babies! One with green eyes, one with blue eyes and one with hazel eyes all looking up at her, wanting different things.
"How the hell?" Drade asked looking up at Bobby standing in the doorway to the kitchen
"The boys were taking care of a witch when suddenly she cast a spell on them doing…this!" Bobby explained gesturing towards the 3 babies on the floor
"And you called me because…" Drade wondered as she squatted down to look at the 3 babies more closely as tiny grabby hands gestured to her to pick them up.
"Because I haven't got a clue on what to do with a baby let alone 3 plus I was hoping you may know a spell to reverse the witches" Bobby explained further
"Huh, Why do I always end up mopping up your messes?" Drade asked with an exasperated sigh as she stood back up.
"Look I don't need the eye roll from you, can you help or not" Bobby told Drade gruffly
"I can, but the spell will take a while
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!"
Short Sad Destiel DrabbleAfter Castiel had gotten his memories back all the feelings he felt before came rushing with. The intense love for the freckled hunter before him and pain he had felt for betraying his trust for betraying him. Along with the hurt look that he had caused to appear on his face when he found out. It all crashed down on him, making his vessels heart twinge and squeeze in agony. And now as said hunter stood before him, something happened to him for the first time in his long life. Tears poured uncontrollably out of his once bright blue eyes, he pushed away the concerned hand that reached for him, shaking his head back and forth. No. He didn't deserve to be comforted, not after what he'd done, and especially not by the man who's heart he stole and then destroyed. It wasn't right. He shouldn't be alive, shouldn't still be able to see those beautiful green eyes or feel the strong arms that were wrapped around him. He didn't deserve any of it. But still as a strong hand gently cupped his cheekShort Sad Destiel Drabble3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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.
The Last Line"Dean!" Sam screamed, voice filled with terror, horror and grief. He watched his brother collapse onto his knees, green eyes wide as they glided down to stare at the hand that was punched through his chest. Dick Roman loomed over him, extracting his bloody hand from Dean's body, swiping it through the air in disgust. He stood straight, frowning down at the frozen Winchester below him, who still stood on his knees.The Last Line3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"How unfortunate," he said distastefully, looking bored. "And I was thinking of letting you two live. Oh well."
Sam's breathing grew fast from his spot where Dick had thrown him, slumped against the wall. "Dean," he breathed, forcing himself to his feet and ignoring the throbbing in his head. Dean's eyes lifted to stare at his younger brother.
"Sammy," he choked out, before doubling over and hacking out blood, the hole in his chest gushing out the warm, thick fluid. Sam rushed forward, and was clutching his dying brother in a heartbeat, trying to pull him close without
Baby p2Title: Baby, Part 2Baby p23 years ago in Drama More Like This
Word Count: 1,943
Disclaimer: It's Eric Kripke's sandbox- I'm just playing in it.
Author's Note: OHMYCAS, this took me, literally, all day to write. Kind of sad, but WHATEVER. It's done. I finished it. Woo. Hoo. Also, I love my cliff hanger! Hehe, suckers. By the way, I haven't forgotten about The Trench Coat- I'll get back to that as soon as I can. Please enjoy!
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Baby sat in the worn arm chair that was placed in Bobby's old living room. A slice of cheese pizza was held in the man-car's hands, his straight, white teeth tearing into the greasy food. Apparently he didn't mind that it was still blazing hot, steam drifting off of it. Dean stared intently at Baby, brows creased in thought. He shook his head. This still made no sense.
"How?" he asked into the silence. Baby looked up from his lunch, sauce spread all over the his face. His blue eyes sparkled excitedly as he shrugged casually, licking his fingers. He wiped his face with the back o
INVERSE ProloguePrologueINVERSE Prologue4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Throughout the galaxy, as directed by the simple order of things, an endless battle of light against dark rages on. This clear-cut battle of nature - used in many an illustration - has always been, and always will be. It cannot be otherwise, because they are opposites and must always battle for control. One may seem to triumph over the other for a time, but domination can never be fully achieved;there will always be some of the other.
Somewhere, near the edge of an immense spiral galaxy, a small, brown planet glowed under the light of a binary sun system. The suns guided the planet in its long journey through space, and baked its surface until the only lifeforms that could survive on the surface were as tough, hardy, and pitiless as the planet itself. The planet was called Gala'shesh by its most ancient inhabitants, but was known as Tatooine on census records - when a census bothered to mention it at all.
The peoples of Tatooine had been in a constant state of up
Two inside -J2- Chapter 1Two inside -J2- Chapter 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 1: Bitch, Jerk
"The insane, on occasion, are not without their charms"
-Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.
"Red dot means you gotta check on em' every half hour, yellow every hour, greens you don't really need to check but once or twice in the night is good, just in case" the woman drawled as she lead Jared around the white halls of the mental hospital he would be working nights in.
It was a lot for Jared Padalecki to take in, especially since he was moving up from washing the floors to being the night orderly in the men's ward, but he had finally gotten through pre-med and was in full swing of his medical degree at Texas State University, which meant he was allowed to deal with patients now.
Of course a mental hospital was no doctors surgery, but it would do to settle the work experience requirement in his degree, and from what he could tell, it was a pretty cushy job; Check on the patients once and a while, hand out their meds and just chill once everybody went to bed. It was e
Every Step of The WayAnakin stepped inside his quarters with his usual confident stride, for once in a long time things were looking up. Snips was back safe and sound, they had both been granted a week long meditative retreat, and he even got a chance to spend some 'quality' time with his wife.Every Step of The Way4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Not since the time he finally overcame the trials and became a Jedi Knight had things looked so good, and as he crossed the small living room and flopped down on the couch he couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, things would only get better from here.
Ahsoka was getting older, he had made peace with that fact by now, and surprised even himself be deciding that after just a few more missions she would be ready to face the trials. He had been considering this for some time but it was the incident on Felucia that had forced him to make up his mind, what she had said when they were finally reunited had stricken a cord in him.
Thinking over their past experiences together Anakin was hard pressed to find a time
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...
Ephesians 5:19Dean's hands were sweaty as he stuffed the illegal cigarettes into the depths of his locker, sandwiching them between a math textbook and a boxing glove.Ephesians 5:192 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sammy's gonna kill me, Sammy's gonna kill me. No. He's gonna tell Dad. That's worse. God… They're not mine, they're not mine, a friend's, Gordon's.
Partly true- he'd only had one, and Gordon did offer.
Gordon was a few years older than he was, and it was rumoured he wasn't really supposed to be in school anyway, and that he just hung around campus, spreading his bad influence like a virus. Admittedly, Dean thought Gordon was cool: had had free thought, he knew how to live; wild, reckless. They met up often, much to Sam's disgust and anxiety, trading tips and swigs of beer.
Dean wiped his palms on his jeans, kneading his thighs. He swiftly checked his pockets, found a crumpled post-it with a smudged number on it signed: Jo, and closed the locker, resetting the combination. Better safe than sorry.
The bell to signal the end of cl
That Fateful Night [Part1]'That night... That accident... What happened that night? What was that thing? I only saw it for a second, a black blur in the night, then the next thing I knew I was on the hospital bed with Joseph by my side, a huge wound on the side of my body. I was stuck in the hospital for two weeks, but now I'm fine... but what was with that thing? The thought of what did that to me...it scares me. What in the world could've done that?'That Fateful Night [Part1]2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
PHASE 0: THE DAY BEFORE
Kevin ran these words through his head, looking down at the ground, idly sipping on his can of coke. The voice of his best friend and next door neighbour, Joseph, droning on about this one girl he just met during his run to the nearby convenience store, was blocked out by the repeating sounds of his screaming that night. He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened.
"You think I should call her yet?" Joseph asked. He punched Kevin's arm when he wasn't getting an answer. "Hello? Kev? You listening?"
"Huh?" Kevin shook his he
Theme Prompt - FamilyDean walked back into Bobby's house, cradling his throbbing hand. There was a track in the dirt from how many times he had walked this path. He headed into the library, needing a drink of the whiskey Bobby kept there. Bela and Gabriel walked in at the sound of his footsteps, curiousity on both their faces.Theme Prompt - Family3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Gabriel, can you fix my hand?" Dean asked, holding out his broken hand. "Sudden contact with an angel's face was not good for it." Gabriel chuckled and ran his fingers over the broken bones. They knitted back together and Dean flexed it. He laughed at the stunned look on Bela's face.
"What?" Dean asked sharply. "Didn't believe in angels? What did you think he was?" Dean pointed a thumb at the smirking Gabriel.
"Honestly?" Bela asked. "When I thought about it, I thought he might have been a witch. I didn't believe angels existed. How many are there?"
"Lots of us," Gabriel replied, snapping his fingers and unwrapping a Jolly Rancher. Bela waited for a more accurate answer but n
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