Born a TraitorBorn a Traitor3 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.
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)2 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 lit
Whose Name Is Darth VaderWhose Name Is Darth Vader3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
In the final day of despair.
Lost hope and harsh deaths
The pain of many younglings
The torn heart of a mother
Unable to hear her crying mewling babies.
Unable to save them.
From that monster.
That monster whose name is Darth Vader.
Thou art not human.
Not man of flesh or born of woman,
A mixture of mechanics,
Technology and dark magic,
Born from the ashes
Of a once great chosen one.
His mind is ticking,
Whirling like C3PO,
But in a place where gold has no path to tread.
She knew! She knew!
The good deep inside.
She would surrender to him.
Her life was over!
The heartless monster left in his place,
How was a b
Star Wars Infinities,EP3 introMustafar...Star Wars Infinities,EP3 intro3 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The planet was entirely volcanic and has almost no real purpose except as a forge planet and a getaway for certain people in the galaxy. On its surface sat the Seperatist base that was used as a new hideout when their leader Count Dooku was slain. Unfortunately a few hours earlier their final fortress had become their grave.
Their murderer was the newest Dark Lord of the Sith, Darth Vader. Vader had slain them all at the request of his master, as the Emporer no longer had any need for them now that he ruled the entire galaxy and nearly wiped out the Jedi Order. Lord Vader only served the dark side for one reason, to save his wif
Gentle WisdomShe could have sat there for hours, listening to his wisdom and this was unusual for her, because like most younglings her age, she lacked a certain amount of patience.Gentle Wisdom2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But this was no ordinary Jedi Master speaking with her. He was the one who found her and brought her home and she loved him as most eleven year old females would adore their father.
"And then what did you do?" She asked almost breathlessly when he had paused in the storytelling.
"Well now, child," his warm deep voice responded, "I used a bit of gentle Force-persuasion and the creature actually spoke back to me."
The youngling's eyes grew wider as she sat even
What would I say to you...?What I would say to you,What would I say to you...?2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If your ears would listen.
As the tears on my face,
Rain down and glisten.
What I would say to you,
Less consumed by hate.
How I never betrayed you;
Yet the words come too late.
Our love was destined,
To survive but a time.
The memory of your smile,
Lingers still in my mind.
At our last caress,
Shadowed by the coming night .
I would hold you in darkness,
Until the morning light.
But my arms remain empty,
As they reach out for you.
My heart torn asunder,
Weeping as the morning dew.
The darkness crept upon us
And our love could not survive.
I continue on alone
Yet inside I'm not alive.
Last Stand -Part 1LAST STAND PART 1:Last Stand -Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She remembered spending several frightful hours alone, and watching in despair and helplessness as flames consumed the Jedi Temple. The building had stood for countless years as a symbol of strength and freedom, yet now from across the distance which separated that building and her own apartment, she watched with stunned disbelief as thick gray smoke consumed the temple walls.
And, Anakin was there.
She hadn't heard from him that day. For some odd reason, she hadn't been able to get a simple com-link through.
But she knew.
Padmé did not possess that mystical energy known as the Force, but she shared an intense b
Reflections of LoveReflections of Love2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was unusually quiet as I stood on the towering balcony of my elegant apartment building absently gazing out at the dizzying array of traffic; the constant activity which exemplified Coruscant. I moved one hand to rest lightly against my rounded belly and felt life stirring within; the most precious sensation I had ever known.
As I stared out at the cityscape I found myself wondering the same thoughts which occupied my mind every moment of every day; when he would return? It seemed an eternity since I had last seen him; felt his arms protectively around me; his strength.
Before I met Anakin, I'd never realized how truly alone I could fe
Takin out the trashThe shimmering blade of the blue 'saber cut through the darkness of night like a beacon, giving encouragement to those who followed him.Takin out the trash2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
This was as it should be.
General Skywalker was once again back with his troops, and they had a job to do.
Anakin scowled into the night; his deep azure eyes narrowing with rage as he recalled what his Captain had told him, so many men of the 501st, the best of the best, needlessly cut down because of the stupidity of Jedi Master Pong Krell.
That was about to change...
General Skywalker led his troops further into the eternal darkness of Umbara, effortlessly striking down the remaining enemy which stood
LAST STAND -PART TWOLAST STAND PART 2:LAST STAND -PART TWO2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The pain and hate bubbled inside of his body causing his vision to cloud. Anakin didn't even feel as though he was connected with his body anymore, he was merely an outside spectator to what the hate inside of him was carrying out inside the Jedi Temple. The blade of his lightsaber whirled and slashed under the power of the hate cutting a path through the Jedi who were resisting.
It had to be the hate and not him. He needed it to be the hate. To think that his two hands were capable of the carnage he saw all around him was hard to come to terms with inside his mind. But he was doing it for Padmé and no one else. He
Don't Tell Me That You Love MeDon't Tell Me That You Love Me2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Don't Tell Me That You Love Me
Always known that you had a deeper side,
There's love deep within you.
Somtimes it hurts you and makes you cry.
Other times it makes you smile.
But now your love has been double crossed,
And as you stare me in the eye,
I can see that love has faded.
I can see your darker side.
You've changed into a weaker man,
You're breaking my heart so greatly,
Taking a path I cannot follow,
I won't because it's your mistake.
You say a thousand words
Of power and the glory
And love thrown up too.
A thousand fires burning in your eyes.
Don't tell me that you love me,
When I can see you're prepared to kill me,
Hate and Love -Anakin-Hate and Love -Anakin-2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate and I love. Why I do this you may ask.
I don't know, but I feel that it is happening and it's torturing me.
Never LoverNever Lover3 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.
Visions There's a saying among my people. It was something about how you have nothing to fear from a pond full of leeches, how it's not the pond's fault. I used to remember it a lot more clearly, but that was before the loss of cohesion.Visions2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The elders say I was sent as a warning of things to come. The medicine man never said much of anything. He waved his bones and feathers and trinkets around, he lit his grasses and fanned his smokes, and after singing his songs he just stared at me with a deep pity shining out from under his skeleton make up.
I am subject to visions. They are sudden and striking and painful to the point of debilitation. When they
Morning the FirstMorning the First1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That first night was the start of everything. When finally we returned to the town everything was in absolute mayhem. There were streamers everywhere and several park benches had been completely shattered. Now while this indicated that the party had been a success I was mildly annoyed. As one of the only craftsponies in town I would have to work my flank off to get everything back to rights again. But then again that always meant more bits for me, so woohoo?
As if sensing my annoyance she turned to look at me with those huge mismatched eyes of hers and she nudged my side, tilting her head as she did. She spoke no words but her meaning was co
What Binds Us?What Binds Us?What Binds Us?1 month ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
What binds us?
Is it glue in our souls?
Is it the push to move forward?
Is it the the weight of the world?
The world we cannot control,
Yet the one that controls us?
Is it love?
Is it lust?
Is it loyalty?
Or, is it trust?
Is it attraction?
Is it repulsion?
Conflict that divides us
Only to unite us?
The love of money
Or, the love chance?
The love of god?
Or, the joy of ignorance?
Serendipitousness, delightfulness, compromises the wholesomeness
In which is, or may be, the core of atractiveness.
Internal to external, soft to hard, hard to soft,
Like feathers, grinding, binding, winding, intertwining
With joyful prose
Destiny Intertwined Chap 4Destiny Intertwined Chap 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sun rose over the crippled horizon, pushing the nocturnal members of the battered city back to the slime covered cracks from whence they emerge. The suns orange beams immersed everything in a blanket of light, overpowering the greys, blacks, and what little color was still there. The sun finally shown through the two buildings where the window was at. Located in a run down apartment building long condemned, was the window that overlooked it. Two taller buildings were on the right and left sides, and in the middle, The view greeted him every morning. The city and the buildings surrounded it stretch
Destiny Intertwined Chap 2Destiny Intertwined Chap 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ten o'clock found Anakin Skywalker and
his padawan Ahsoka Tano walking down the fall to meet with the
council. Though Ahsoka tried to hide it, she couldent contain the
vast excitement in hr veins. A new Sith? What species will he or she
be? How powerful are they? When do I get to beat them. Anakin smiled.
He sensed his padawan's feelings perfectly clear. Anakin had his
excitement to, but he was also very wary. Proof that he was more
mature than Obi-Wan supposes. Anakin didnt want to risk Ahsoka on
such a mission like this. But the council ordered it, so he had
little choice. “So master, what's our plan of attack?”
Shell Of ServitudeShell Of Servitude2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Shell Of Servitude
I watch from afar,
And wonder what I did.
Seeing you like this.
Lost in a body of evil.
Buried deep is the man I love.
Only time will see him
Rise from within a blackened heart,
A striking shell of servitude.
Was I right?
To sacrifice our children for you?
Give them this duty to fulfil,
Combat and defeat evil?
I was a weakened girl,
My heart heavy with guilt.
You lost your way,
And I can't defeat what you are,
Only our Son can do that.
For the Love of a FatherNo one saw his fervent pain.For the Love of a Father2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
No one saw the anger seething for within.
No one saw a young little boy,
Behind a grown man of sin.
No one dared to touch him,
Out of fear and orderliness.
No one dared to approach him,
And led to lies and faithlessness.
The innocence burns away,
Lava on a soul.
An innocence that burns so great-
His body burns to hell.
A fire hopeless to forgiving rain,
A rain smothered by the flames.
A young little lad and a young little girl,
Force love on their separate ways.
And on a planet far away,
Is you and me and him.
Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
Destiny acts on her own whim.
But one must fall f
A Dream Itself is but a ShadowI take one look at the street and immediately know that it will happen here.A Dream Itself is but a Shadow1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
This entire town is dark and desolate, devastated by the war. The Ace's rise to power has reduced the population to poverty and depression. This city was once the epitome of thriving civilisation, but because of the Ace's avarice and lust for power, it has now been reduced to a hazardous wasteland. It's hardly even worth the fight anymore.
I know this place because I have seen it before, have had the image burned into the back of my eyes for six years, a message set in stone, a permanent reminder.
Life Cycle of the Wolf1.Life Cycle of the Wolf2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Each new tale has a different taste
its subtle flavors flooding across
teeth and tongue
with every resurecction.
Born of ink, sometimes
I am a fearful thing,
Sometimes a fool,
rarely a lover.
A new red dawn brings
a new coat of fur,
The Woods hide me,
shape me, urge me.
The welp of the Black Forest,
the prey that sings to me
out of the dark.
Taught only to wait,
to lurk and not to chase,
to blood hunt and scent read
and whisper to the four winds.
Then the moment comes,
decides my fate, my sin,
Which will it be this time?
A squealing boar?
Or wayward child?
I long to taste d
Words from VeniceWords from VeniceWords from Venice2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"La vita non è la morte
e la morte non è la vita.
La canzone l'è già finita."*
In the morning, las turistas flock to the Rialto,
fresh from the cruise ships, "Let's do Venice in a day."
The crowds thicken and clot like fluid in the spine,
the bridge's white archways forever held
as the backbone of the city.
The light from the Grand Canal dances on the aged ceiling,
Weaving, pulsing, lifeblood in silver.
It is barely ten, and Venice is already sinking,
her backbone strained beneath hoards of foreign feet.
Nothing is ever still, child.
Your fingers have their own pulse,
If you listen. If