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Kolovraty, Lyran Commonwealth
27 July 3039
Saturday morning was always a mixed time for Cera. On the upside, it was Saturday and that meant she was free to sleep in as late as she wanted. Although, to be honest, when she'd been a Solaris gladiator she slept in late almost every day. A morning person she was not. On the downside, it being Saturday often meant she'd been out partying the night before and she might have a hangover.
Cera, like most sane people, hated having a hangover.
Fortunately, on this particular Saturday morning there was no hangover, even though she'd been having an incredible time the night before. Sayuki had asked her to be her Maid of Honour and, in addition to being amazingly proud, it was her job as such to throw the bride-to-be an unforgettable bachelourette party. There'd been three different nightclubs, lots of dancing and drinking, male strippers, more drinking, gifts from
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Kolovraty, Lyran Commonwealth
22 June 3039
June started on a positive note with Isabelle's twentieth birthday celebration on the first of the month. The shindig the Fusiliers threw for her wasn't a surprise, but it was very significant because it was the only birthday party she'd ever had in her life. Having been raised very poor with only her mother, and then losing her mother at the age of twelve, well, there simply hadn't been a lot a special times in Isabelle Pearl's life.
All that changed with the birthday party. Alexandra pulled out all the stops, spared no expense. Isabelle was treated like royalty right from the start with Marie serving her breakfast in bed. She was taken on a whirlwind shopping tour of Innsbruck, instructed to pick whatever she wanted: clothes, jewellery, electronics, sim chips, holoplayers; anything and everything (among her choices Isabelle stocked up on hologames and got a new SeraVideo game player to
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Kolovraty, Lyran Commonwealth
4 April 3039
All along the edges of the forest, the Fusiliers waited in their BattleMechs, hidden among the ancient, snow-covered trees. Their engines were powered down to the minimum to reduce their heat signatures and all the safeties on their weapons were off. They waited; some calmly, some nervously, yet all anxious for the coming battle.
Well, ambush was a better way of putting it.
Radar had tracked the incoming raider during its approach to Kolovraty. Calculating back along its trajectory, best guess was that the JumpShip which had brought it to the system was somewhere at the zenith jump point. No matter where Kolovraty was in its orbit of Apollo, they had an unobstructed line of sight on the incoming DropShip, right up until it swung around the gas giant on its final approach to Kolovraty. Even then they only lost it for an hour or so, then picked it up again.
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Kolovraty, Lyran Commonwealth
29 March 3039
Erik and Isabelle were welcomed into the ranks of the Fighting Fusiliers with enthusiasm by their new comrades, and the two MechWarriors were a little overwhelmed, especially Isabelle. With her quasi-pirate background she had expected a lot of suspicion, but the Fusiliers were more curious than anything else. There were endless stories and rumours about the assorted Bandit Kingdoms, yet little solid fact. Marie in particular liked her straight away, and the two of them quickly became good friends.
As for Erik, well, the ladies certainly had no complaints. Marie and Laura had been very friendly from the start, and were even more delighted when they found out that he and Isabelle weren't an item. Isabelle said they were friends and nothing more. Ian was a bit wary of the "big blonde Norse god" at first (as Cera kept calling him) because Erik was taller than he was and really cut an
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Kolovraty, Lyran Commonwealth
11 February 3039
It turned out that Leutnant Herman Stoltz wasn't quite the prig Garadun had taken him for. He was a bit formal in his manner and bearing, but once you sat down with him and talked over a beer, he was a fairly decent guy. He was at least big enough to admit when he was wrong and was willing to learn from his mistakes. He stayed on Kolovraty for over a week while the Kin Shan took on a new load of cargo (mainly lumber) and then was on his way back to his posting with the 15th Lyran Regulars.
Christmas came and went. Most Fusiliers didn't celebrate the ancient festival, and for those who did it really wasn't more than a secular holiday. This included Garadun, Marie and Alexandra; as well as Cera who'd adopted Christmas from her best friend because it meant giving and getting presents, which was always fun. Alexandra spoiled the girls with jewellery and Garadun got an antique book
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Kolovraty, Lyran Commonwealth
8 December 3038
Garadun sat in the command couch of his Hunchback, his feet up on the control panel and his neurohelmet hanging on its hook on the side of the chair as he listened to music and read a magazine. He was ready for the match, but Jimmy wasn't.
After asking for and getting a bunch of volunteers from the Innsbruck Militia's technical company to help him, Jimmy had gone to the abandoned factory the next day to set up remote holocameras all over the ruined factory to capture the entire upcoming match. Unfortunately, the job had been a lot more difficult than expected and they had had to continue their work all through Saturday morning, the day of the fight itself. It was now past 1600 hours local time and they were still at it. The holocameras had sat in sub-zero temperatures for more than a day and several of them had had to be replaced. Jimmy and his team were in the process
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Kolovraty, Lyran Commonwealth
23 November 3038
Despite the fact that the city of Innsbruck was located less than 1000 kilometres north of Kolovraty's equator, it was still cold and snowy during the winter months. The average equatorial temperature was about ten degrees cooler than that of Terra, which meant the entire climate was colder overall. As something of an amateur historian, Garadun compared Kolovraty's environment to roughly that of Earth's last Ice Age. The equatorial region was habitable, but the further north or south you went the colder it got, especially during winter.
There were large icecaps at the poles with plenty of tundra surrounding them. The tundra gave way to dense, coniferous boreal forests; which in turn slowly became boreal woodlands mixing coniferous and deciduous trees. The equatorial belt was a mix of open grasslands and mixed boreal forests. There were mountain ranges spread across the globe, a
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Kolovraty, Lyran Commonwealth
6 December 3038
The Kin Shan was a Union class DropShip converted to hauling cargo, although its bays could still be rigged to store BattleMechs if it was required. The Europa was a Mule class and completely dominated the tarmac at the Robert Marsden Spaceport. At 158 meters across it was almost twice the diameter of the Kin Shan. It massed three times as much and could hold more than eight thousand tons of cargo in its bays.
The arrival of both DropShips had made news on the local networks and was cause for celebration among the people of Kolovraty. Located as the world was on the edge of the Periphery, they didn't get nearly as many cargo ships each standard year as they'd like. Two ships loaded with merchandise at the same time was definitely something to be glad about. In addition to all sorts of regular supplies they also carried a lot of mail; the bulk of which was things people had o
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Kolovraty, Lyran Commonwealth
5 October 3038
The Altstadt Palace was the most spectacular building on Kolovraty and the official residence of Duke Josef Sheridan. First built in 2673 when the system was part of the Rim Worlds Republic, the building was a close copy of the Hofburg Palace found in Vienna, Austria on Old Earth. The ruler of Kolovraty at the time had wanted something beautiful and grand, and had looked to the distant past for inspiration. It had been badly damaged during the Amaris Civil War, but when the Lyran Commonwealth annexed the system after the war, Duke Sheridan's ancestor restored it to its former glory.
In the heart of the palace complex were a series of magnificent halls that could serve a variety of functions, and one of the most impressive was the Ceremonial Hall. It was here that Duke Sheridan was hosting the royal ball in honour of the Fusiliers. In attendance were assorted members of Kolovraty's nobi
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Kolovraty, Lyran Commonwealth
3 September 3038
Standing on an outcropping of rock at the top of a hill, with the Great Boreal Forest behind him and the Inn Valley stretching out in front of him, and Apollo in its red, blue and purple glory filling a large part of the sky, Garadun couldn't help but feel moved by the beauty of Kolovraty. This was a world worth protecting.
He took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh cool air. It was a few degrees above freezing and there was a thin layer of snow on the ground, broken up across the valley with bare patches of open terrain. He could just make out the Inn River from here. He understood why people had made this planet their home. He gave a last look around, then made his way back to where his Hunchback stood waiting. He climbed the ladder to the 'Mech's shoulder and stood for a moment before retracting the chain ladder and ducking into the cockpit, sealing the hatch behind him.
Taking his neurohelmet
Revan Profile SheetName: Sighta (Revan, Rika)Revan Profile Sheet in Science Fiction More Like This
Nicknames: Sigh, Rev, Rika
Age: 32 (a year after both games)
IQ Quotient: Really High (considered a genus (around 200))
Marital Status: Dating
DOB: 3981 BBY
Home Planet: Telos IV/ Deralia when the council wiped her memory
Birth Place: Telos IV
Residence: No where at the moment
Occupation: ex-Jedi and ex-Sith
Social Class: None
Economic Class: None
Basic Stats (added numbers cannot exceed 40)
Agility - 4
Speed - 5
Strength - 2
Defense - 2
Evasiveness - 10
Dexterity - 2
Intelligence - 12
Skill - 5
Abilities & Aptitude:
An ingénues traction and strategist, she can think her way out of any situation. Is above average in both sides of the Force, but is sorely lacking in her 'saber skill dispite the fact she knows all the forms.
Hobbies & Talents:
Enjoys spending every spare moment she has learning something new, whether it's from
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Chapter 23: The Fallen Defender
Part 1: The Search Begins
Cathar, less than a week later
Cathar, the planet seemed eerie to Revan as she stepped out of the shuttle onto the sandy floor of the forest planet. The once well populated world now rang with emptiness which could never be filled. When she had been eight she had vision of the countless deaths on Cathar. Back then she hadnt known what she had felt, but now now she did. She had heard many stories from the few remaining Cathar in the galaxy who had somehow escaped what had happened ten-years-ago. The Republic said they had deserted the planet because of disease, but that seemed unlikely.
This planet had</b> to have some evidence to the true reason why the Cathars had suddenly vanished from their homeworld. Turning, she glanced at Zther and Ferroh, the only two Cathar in their small group. They seemed to hold up well enough even though she sen
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Chapter 21: The Revanchists
Part 1: Return to the Rim
Section 1: The Revanchist Movement Expands
Coruscant, just before take off, several hours later
Revan, or the Jedi crusader or whatever people were going to call her now, sat alone at the back of a transport, which would shortly be leaving for Suurja, deep in thought. As she thought she rested her head in one of her hands, moving the hand so that it covered her eyes, blocking out the rest of her surroundings. At that moment she was unsure if any more Jedi would even consider joining the Revanchist Movement, the name now seemed to fit their group seeing as, in away, they were going</b> to be trying to regain lost territory.
Without warning she sensed several people moving through the transport towards her. Looking up she saw around thirty Jedi weaving their way through the small group of civilians.
In the lead was a Jedi
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Chapter 19: Fifteen Years in an Hour, Part 3
Part 1: Last Day as a Youngling
Dantooine, the past
3,963 BBY (3,969 BBY)
Give that back, Princess! the cry erupted through the silence of the early morning, Its not yours!
Whos going to make me, certainly not you or that freak? You babies couldnt get a thing back even if it dropped at your feet.
Revan blinked. Great, just great, after four years Mora had returned to the enclave, what next? Was the sky going to fall down on them?
All right, so, all</b> she had to do was get the data-pad back; however, even with Aryncca with her their chances were slim at best. If they charged her they would end up hurt not to mention ruin their chances at becoming Padawans, thus, making this situation nearly</b> impossible. However, Revan knew from experience nothing was impossible once one set their mind to a task.
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Chapter 18: Fifteen Years in an Hour, Part 2
Part 1: Just for Fun
Section 1: Adventure
Dantooine, the past, the Younglings day off
3,963 BBY (3,977 BBY)
Alek look, said Revan almost excitedly.
The older boy leaned over so he could get a good look at the screen in front of Revan. Wow, he breathed. Turning his gaze to Revan, he asked, Do you think you can build it?
Sure, her fingers quickly danced across the panel as she tapped out a sequence. The picture and wording beside it flickered to be replaced by a map of the plains around the enclave. We will need to get a few items</b> from here. Once again she tapped out a sequence and the screen focused in on a small area close to the enclave.
But thats outside the enclave, Alek pointed out, were not allowed to go beyond the enclaves gardens without a
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Chapter 15: Dxun
Part 1: Heading Out
Section 1: Torn
Within the room the queen had given her, Revan stood looking out over Iziz. Her long, black hair tumbled down her back as she surveyed the light city below. The room behind her was dark making it impossible for anyone to discern her appearance.
Taking a deep breath Revan closed her eyes. The day had been taxing and she knew that she should sleep, but she couldnt. Every time she tried to sleep visions of Dxun flashed before her eyes. The Force was telling her to head for Dxun and after todays events she knew there was no avoiding it.
Sighing, she opened her eyes as she sensed someone approach the door to the room allotted her.
Turning to the door, she opened it to see Senator Wayro with his hand razed to call her. A look of utter shock appeared on his face as Revan moved aside to allow him to enter the room. The Senator sh
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Chapter 11: The Revanchist Movement Begins
Part 1: Plan
The four Jedi knights gathered around Revan as she worked on a plan to gather more members to their cause and in the long run convince the Council to join the war. If they were to gather as many followers as possible they were going to separate for a time before regrouping. Alek and Aryncca had volunteered to travel to three of the core worlds, while Zther and Carson would travel to only two core worlds. Revan, on-the-other-hand, would stay here and see if she could gather more of a following.
She stood, We will regroup in a months, agreed?
They nodded. This was starting out well; she only hoped that none of them would change their minds. With that, the already small group, split into three smaller groups. Zther and Carson would stay on Coruscant for another couple of hours before booking
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Chapter 10: A Lone Voice
Part 1: Argument
Coruscant Jedi Temple, later that day
Revan walked quickly through the halls towards the speeders. What was she thinking? Without the support of the Council there was only a slim chance other Jedi would join with her. That chance was all the Republic had, but would there be enough Jedi to make a difference in the long run or would the Republic fall because of the Orders shortsightedness. Jedi were supposed to be the protectors of peace and when that peace failed they werent supposed to stand idly by and watch as the Republic crumbled around them, but help regain that very peace.
It was this knowledge alone that gave Revan the strength to do what she knew to be right. If she didnt stand against the Councils decision, than, who would? Would the Republic fall if none of the Jedi acted? To her that seemed like a high possibility.
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Chapter 9: Only Choice Left
Part 1: Visions
Coruscant Jedi Temple, two years later
Dream: A fleet so large that it blocked out the stars, slowly advanced on Coruscant. The voice rang through space like a shout cutting through the silence in an empty room, Begin the attack on Coruscant, take no prisoners, rang a cruel voice that sound distorted as if the person who had spoken was wearing a mask complete with breathing systems.
Without warning an image flashed, it was a red and black mask. Than she was once again watching the Mandalorian fleets advance. They had taken orbital positions around the planet. She watched, horrified as the guns were activated.
No, no, no, NO!!
Many voices cried out as the first nuclear war heads hit the planets surface. Thousands of voices, millions, shrieked, cried out.
Suddenly she was on Coruscant standing at the bottom of
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Chapter 6: Revelations
Part 1: Contemplation
Telos IV Middle of the night
Revans eyes shot open, her heart felt like a hammer smashing into her chest, and everything seemed sharp and clear. The dark room looked almost unreal, she could make out every detail, no matter how small it was. Her eyes moved to where Alek stood keeping a watch on the door.
Closing her eyes she took several deep claming breaths, before she stood. Alek, Ill take over, she whispered to her oldest friend.
Alek nodded and sank gratefully to the floor. Within seconds he was asleep. Revan returned to the ground and closed her eyes; all was quiet in the halls beyond. So, Revan opened her eyes and sat watching the door deep in thought.
There had to be a reason why the Force had showed those particular times. Sure she now knew that the FireForce family had lost a child in the fire and that child had been rescued by a
Cryptic Pokeballs: GThat's a Neat TrickCryptic Pokeballs: G in Short Stories More Like This
There are three kinds of intelligence in this world. Most people already know the first two ... There's "book smarts," of course, the ability to grasp difficult concepts and remember information, and there's "street smarts," or the ability to read people, to understand what they mean and how to speak to them.
The thing is, if those were the only two kinds of intelligence, I guess I'd be about as sharp as a stick of butter. That's why I came up with the third kind, or as I liked to call it, the "only kind of smarts that matters." It's cleverness. Wittiness. The ability to think on your feet and get by without needing book smarts or street smarts. I even told a few friends about it, and they agreed with me that it's the best kind of intelligence to have. I knew it could get me through any situation, and I couldn't see it ever letting me down.
As it turns out though, only excelling in one of these three aspects will get you into trouble, no matter which one it is. Righ
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A lot of people don't like mercenaries like me. I'm not going to pretend they don't have a good reason, but to be honest, I never really cared what people think. You ever meet one of those pokémon rangers? Yeah, I'm sort of like that, except better. And of course, I work for money.
My name is Elaina, and I'd just like to clear up right now that just 'cause I'm single doesn't mean I'm available. All you little boys that can't get enough of us redheads had better get off my back. And the next one who tells me I have a bad attitude is going to GET IT.
So like I was saying. I lead a small group of pokémon, trained by myself, into dangerous situations that other people can't resolve on their own. Something amiss in the old Pokémon Tower out in Lavender Town? No problem. Team Rocket trying to steal pokémon? We got you covered. Stuff like that.
My most recent job wasn't really different from any other job I'd done, not at first anyway. Kanto's Power Pla
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You can call me Olive.
Strange name, right? Well I used to be human. Was in pretty good shape too until this happened. Had flat abs, could outmatch the average guy in arm-wrestling, and a high kick that'd knock your teeth out. Blonde ponytail in case you were wondering, blue eyes, high... you don't care? Fine.
That's all gone now anyway. My team would have stomped you, too, but now they're gone as well...
I was almost the champ once. Well, I made it to the elite four at least. Lorelei, the thorn in my side, the piss in my coffee, had thoroughly killed my hopes with one battle.
My machamp fell hard from the blow, but he was out cold before he even hit the mat.
"A horn drill?! You let him hit you with a bloody Horn Drill?" I shouted. Lorelei's dewgong just smirked at me.
I had a temper, I guess. Still do. Probably shouldn't have taken it out on my team so often. But a horn drill?
My machamp couldn't hear me anyway. I called him back and Lorelei grinned at
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I looked out at the beach with a smile on my face. Good scenery today, I thought to myself as I leaned against a tree in the shade. My growlithe sat by my side, an eager and energetic look on his canine features. He looked about the way I felt... I wondered briefly what he was looking at that had him so excited. A cute little female growlithe, maybe?
"Officer Mendel, Officer Mendel..."
I reached for my shoulder and twisted the volume knob on my radio. "Go ahead," I said into the receiver, craning my neck to the left while still trying to keep an eye on the sunbathers ahead of me. The dispatcher was going to call me away. Too bad... I better enjoy the view while I could.
"There's a disturbance at the Stone residence with reports of violence, get to the scene immediately."
I sighed. "Let's go, Zeke," I said to the pup, and he gladly followed me as I hustled off toward Steven's house. He could tell something serious was up - his ears were perked as
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Part 5: There's Always Room...
"Kitty, stop, I'm trying to work!"
Jean tried to shoo the small black cat, but he inched closer again and nuzzled her arm. The pipet in her hand jostled and she almost spilled some onto her notes. She set her things down and picked up the cat under his forelegs.
"Enough! This is very delicate! If I'm going to turn you back, I need a little space! Do you understand?"
The cat merely narrowed his eyes and hung limp. Jean scowled. "Go on," she said, tossing him to the floor. He landed expertly and sat down, considering the scientist before him who was acting too busy to pay attention to him. He knew how to fix this.
Jean muttered as she worked. "You have no idea how hard it is, trying to add and remove genomes from a strand of DNA... I don't know how Miranda does this with a few drops of animal parts and nightshade, or whatever she uses." She heard the sound of crinkling plastic and turned, spotting the cat sinking his claws and teeth into a pa
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Part 3: The Gift of TF
It was Monday morning when the package arrived at Jean's door. The tall blonde pulled it open and reached her hand inside, pulling out the first thing she grabbed.
It was a remote control. Jean stared at it for a moment, confused, then laughed and carried the box down to her basement.
Jean's basement was also her workshop and laboratory. Strange equipment filled every square foot of room, but she cleared a space on a workbench and carefully dumped the contents of the box.
Out slid a tiny car encased in bubble wrap. The headlights followed her as Jean unwrapped it.
"Look at you!" she giggled as she examined the toy. "I almost forgot about you, Dan. I take it Miranda didn't have any trouble undoing my little experiment?"
Naturally the toy car didn't respond. The headlights still followed her however, the reflectors rotating to create an almost pleading look.
"Awwww, that is soo adorable. You want me to turn you back, huh? Okay, but give me a few minu
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The vaporeon was about to blast the numel into next week when Carlie's golbat collided with it from the side. The water pokémon took a tumble and scrambled back to its feet before firing an ice beam into the air after it.
Could it really be them? I wondered as I watched Zeke dash into the fray. Would Team Aqua just automatically know how to do all this stuff if they became pokémon? Then I looked back over at the helplessly floundering goldeens and magikarps and I figured maybe it came more naturally to some than others.
Zeke bit the vaporeon's shoulder and it thrashed to get him off. The koffing on our side attempted to join in and pitched a chunk of sludge at it, but the vaporeon tripped Zeke and he fell into the way of the shot. He yelped as the poisonous attack struck him hard across the side of the face.
"Ah! Sorry, sorry!" the grunt apologized frantically. The enemy hopped back a few paces as the golbat prepared for another dive.
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Part 4: Finishing Touches
Julie and James looked around the room at all of their former guests. First there had been James' ex Luann, then Gus the unfortunate delivery guy, and finally the entire cheerleading team, all now waiting to see what Julie had planned with them.
"Should we put them in?" James wondered aloud, nodding toward the cherries.
"Not yet," Julie said. "First, we need the glaze."
"And we make that how?"
Julie was happy to show him. First the two of them went into the back room where Gus, now a giant egg, sat silently by his lonesome. The two carefully rolled the giant egg over to a huge bowl.
"Sorry Gus," James said, before they cracked the shell open and poured its contents inside.The two conspirators mixed the egg with milk from one of the strange pieces of machinery, and James dipped something resembling a giant brush into the mixture.
Luann watched warily as James reentered the room. Without wasting any time, he started to spread
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Part 1: Preparing the Shell
"Did you send out all the invitations like I asked?"
"Including your own special guest?"
"Yeah. Our deal is still good on that, right?"
"Oh, of course. You're kind enough to let me use your space, the least I can do is include you in my plans."
"Do I even want to know how you put all this together?"
"Probably not. I'll be over to set up the night before."
"Fine. See you then."
Luann didn't know what to make of the note in her mailbox. James was inviting her to a party? Their past hadn't been particularly positive together, after all.
Luann was a sophomore in college, out in Colorado Springs. She had brown hair, a somewhat pale complexion, and carried a little extra weight. She didn't normally get out very much, but some might say she had a history. ...of reacting badly to booze, she often thought. Luann had met James at a party, and both of them being a little tipsy, they ended up getting intimate. While
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Today was a nightmare come to life.
I live in Jubilife City, in case you see anyone that knows me - I can always hope, right? Listen, I was just outside for a jog. Totally routine. I was supposed to be back in like twenty minutes. There I was in the early morning thinking about normal stuff, like how I was going to beat my neighbor's high-level Bronzor the next time we met, when *they* showed up.
I didn't even notice them at first. I saw a little half of a shadow on the ground, like a balloon or maybe even a piece of trash floating by, but then one of them touched me. I jumped and looked back over my shoulder as I ran.
It was a Drifloon. It stared at me with its little purple face, almost curiously. For a moment I cursed my luck for being without my Starly and my gear to catch it with, but then I noticed a second one, and that's when I got nervous. I turned forward again and ran harder.
I'd heard the tales of missing children, of Drifloons stealing them away when th
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At the cliff's base
Ann and Ky looked up to view the tall cliffs and the mountain beyond it. Ann looked back down at the data pad that her Master had given her.
"According to Master Salvari's notes, there are hidden caves that are supposed to belong to a lost civilization of Jedi."
"I remember the caves Ann. There were loads of them. And that's where some of the dangerous animals are." Ky's hair bristled, "I'm all for the excitement, but as for searching for a bunch of dust covered data pads-"
Ky looked at her.
"She said they're something the old Jedi used to use to write on kinda like our food-court napkins we use at dinner. But they are wrapped in tubes." Ann pointed at her data pad, showing Ky a hologram of a scroll.
"How big are they?"
"I don't know." Ann pocketed the data pad.
"Heh. Leave it to the Jedi Historian to make her apprentice do her dirty work." Ky stretched, "Atris had to do it for her all the time."
"I bet Atris was excited to be k
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Two weeks later, in Customs Class
"Now class, if you'll pay attention, I'm going to bring up something different in our lecture today. And something you'll have to be cautious of when you're a Jedi." Master Relik stood in front of his desk.
"You mean, like laws?" Kezar volunteered.
"No something more, subtle."
Some heads turned in his direction.
"Assassins?" Azurol asked in his thick brogue, "They can be subtle."
"True, in that it's their job. But that's not what I'm referring to Mr. Azurol."
Bastila looked up at him, "Does it have to do with the code?"
"Yes, very good Miss Bastila." Master Relik smiled, "Miss Aneth, can you come up here please? I need someone to demonstrate what I'm going to be talking about."
"Sure Master Relik." Ann stood and went to the front of the room, next to Master Relik.
The Master smiled, "Excellent. Now pay attention class."
He flicked her ear.
Ann grabbed the side of her head, "Hey! What was that for?"
Ky froze and her eyes widened. <
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Ann collapsed on the ground and let the cool breeze wash over her as she lay on the tall green grass; feeling Anakin wiggle in her sash, she reached in and pulled him out. He cooed and hopped around her, looking for bugs.
Ky was still up after running thirteen laps around the enclave and now she was rapidly practicing Kashieth stances that her Gramptra Bindo sent over her datapad. Ann was still curious how he'd obtained such knowledge, since it was a secret to the Kumari; but if it made Ky's rage lessen and turned her into a better fighter like she wanted, who was Ann to deny her? Maybe it would keep Master Relik alive longer.
"You know Ky, when my mother told me 'It takes buckets of blood, eons of time and careful planning to bring about times of peace for the galaxy, and only one idiot to throw it out of sync.'" She frowned, "I didn't know she'd be talking about one of my Jedi Masters."
Ky did a high kick, "It's a mystery to everyone why he's still here, Ann. P
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"My belt. Now." Ky held out her hand.
Cogs looked at her, "There's still people watching. I'm not handing them back to you until we're out of the park."
Ky felt her temper rise and her heart thump madly, he wasn't going to give them up!
Both of them turned at Ann's voice.
"Could you give Ky back our sabers. They aren't yours. She was keeping them safe for us."
Cogs frowned, "Angel, you've had a hard day. I'm sure you're exhausted-"
"Hand me my belt, or I break your arms, Hutt bile!" Ky snarled.
"Hutt bile? Personally, I see myself way better looking than that." Cogs thumbed his small goatee.
"Ekonte, don't even start!" Zep took a step towards her, "We're in public, Ann's already attracted enough attention! Do you want everyone to know we're Jedi?"
"Shut-up Zep! You have no idea what's going on!"
Bastila's eyebrows rose, "You better do it Cogs! The last time I provoked her, she broke my nose!"
"Your nose!?" Cogs looked at Bastila for a minute and then shook hi
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Meanwhile (back with Sighta (Revan))
Sighta gasped as she was released from her bonds and fell hard to the freezing floor. Shivering, she stood and quickly put on the rags, they had thrown on the floor at her feet, over her underwear. It might not be her old clothes which she knew they kept with the rest of her stuff locked behind a force shield on the wall to the left of where they kept her, but it was better then freezing to death while fighting. Not that she really wanted to fight. Ever since they had started putting her into the duels, she had sought her death at the hands of the other prisoners. It was better than them slowly killing her while they tried to discover those closest to her.
Once she was dressed they quickly replaced the chains on the cuffs they had not taken off. Blood still trickled out from under them, but she had long since learned to live with the wounds knowing they might one day bring her death ab
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Ky entered the room a little nervous, but wore her General face and military pose to the max, even if her hair was poofed a little at the edges. (She'd managed to shower and put on some clean clothes to look presentable, she just hoped it was enough. She'd wanted to chop her hair shorter but Mical had put a quick stop to that idea. She'd told him it was the only way she could tame it but he had refused to allow it.)
Mical and Visas had stayed behind to tend their kutas while Bao and Mira had accompanied her.
Bao and Visas had returned with all the cargo they needed and had bought other provisions along the way. Ky finally felt everything was coming together. Revan was back, they had the Republic's ear because of it, her apprentices were growing in their skills and knowledge of the Force, and her kutas would become just as powerful as she (minus the death part... she hoped). With the possibility of Revan's offered help, the new Order would be b
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Three hours later
Ky wakes up, her chest, head, and left arm throbbing. Her every muscle screaming in protest as she moves, she blinks and looks around, disoriented.
Ky: What happened?! My kutas! (Horror begins to grip her heart as she shouts out loud) Mical!? Mira!? Visas!?
Her voice echoed off the walls of the cliff side but there's no answering reply but her own. She starts to push herself up further when she collapses with a shout of pain. Her left arm was broken. Ky feels panic begin to rise in her throat but she forces it back down and refuses to give in to the thought that everyone else had perished. She couldn't bare it!
The sound of coughing caught her attention. She glanced behind her and found Revan lying in a crumpled heap. Ky drags herself over and sees the pool of blood around Revan's mouth and swallows.
Ky: thinks: She's bleeding internally! (Ky places her hand on Revan's head and starts to use the Force, feeling for any br
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Ky looked back at a now pale Bastila, her eyes the color of heated mud.
In low tones she said, "I warned you."
The next thing Bastila knew, she was shoved back! As she stumbled backward, Ky's blue saber whipped up and around to the lower right. Bastila barely blocked it! As blade met blade another shower of sparks shot everywhere!
Out of the corner of her vision Bastila saw a crowd of students gathering around the two of them, giving quite a wide berth, but highly curious.
Ky jumped back as Bastila spun her blade. The two of them stared at each other, one in survival mode, the other in pure determination to cream her opponent. Bastila felt sweat slide off her pointed nose. She knew she should say something, anything to call off the bout! She had no way of winning a level eight!
"C'mon Shaun!" Chiceree called, her orange hands cupped over her mouth, "Afraid to give the large freak a lesson?"
That did it. The Avenger Girls were watching with keen interest, she coul
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Author's note: "***" Means a different point of view.
Bastila rounded the corner, still fuming, "I will get you back Ekonte!"
She bumped into a couple of the cooks and mumbled her apology and continued on her way. Behind her they sounded like they were in quite a pickle themselves. But Bastila couldn't concern herself with lost lunch meat.
Hearing voices, she stopped and ducked back behind the corner seeing Aneth and Kezar standing in the hallway. She couldn't quite hear what they were saying but Aneth was gesturing and pointing towards the janitor's closet. Kezar actually looked curious.
Wonder what problem Ann's going to cause now? Bastila looked and saw a better vantage point, it was only twelve feet away, and if she could be quick and quiet enough
Bastila used force speed to dash over to the shadowed hallway and pressed herself against the wall. Kezar looked up.
"Did you feel that?"
"Feel what?" Ann looked around.
"Nothin', I guess. So, show me!"
Scrappy Sunday: Dolly's HeartSandy sat high in her office with a perfect view of the factory below and its maze of assembly lines and armatures making doll after doll. She admired the complexity of the factory, though she never understood it and frequently got lost a little in its maze. But today she was high in the safety of her studio office. Her desk and four others were situated around a circular table where she and her coworkers collaborated and created the best dolls they could.Scrappy Sunday: Dolly's Heart in Short Stories More Like This
She was alone now as she was staying late on this Friday night, an all too common for Sandy occurrence these days, ever since she became a single woman again. As the night drew on she stopped working on the new dolls she had been assigned to make and pulled up the file for her personal project. Sandy sighed at the little pattern for the rag doll and her cute little features. She thought about all the ways this doll could make so many children happy.
The little doll, though, was unlikely to ever get made. She was just a rag doll that
5 - A Lesson For AlessiaThe lamp was not as she left it. Instead of the cozy apartment with red brick walls and creaky wooden floors, Alessia stood on a disc that floated in space. The sun blazed far out ahead of her, and the moon danced behind her. The disc itself had been cut from a strange golden marble and polished so much that Alessia could see her reflection.5 - A Lesson For Alessia in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A man sat in the middle of the disc. His billowing pantaloons and curl-toed slippers were cut from a purple cloth, and laced with designs threaded in pink. He wore them well. His body was well muscled and he had a wide barrel chest. His skin was a deep tan and his thick braided hair pulled back. He opened his eyes.
“Hello, Alessia.” His voice was the male voice that trapped her in the lamp, “I am Rayad.”
The genie stayed where she was, as she tried to decide to join him. “Are -- are we in the lamp?”
Rayad smiled at her, “Let this be your first lesson, Genie Alessia: It is not the lamp, or a lamp. It is your
The Puppet of Grissam LaneThere was something undeniably fascinating about the house on Grissam Lane. It was a squat building, its long frame low on the ground. Built from gray brick and stone, it was almost camouflaged amid the gray wood forest around it. While most of the town trees were just turning amber and gold, the leaves around this house had already withered from their branches and blown away into dust, leaving only a sad yellow grass carpet on the ground. A perpetually dry creek ran along the front of the property, forcing visitors to cross an aged rickety bridge. And under the right conditions, such as the chill moist air of tonight, a deep fog would settle around the house. In Mike's mind, this made the house the perfect Halloween make-out point.The Puppet of Grissam Lane in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He leaned forward on his steering wheel of his new blue 57 T-Bird. The circular headlamps cut into the growing fog and lit the ground in an eerie yellow glow. He was tall and thin and preferred to wear his bulky red letterman jacket to make himself look big
3 - A Master for Alessia, pt 2Alessia’s instincts screamed at her and told her to run from the bleeding man behind her, as well as from the lamp and her eternal servitude. Unfortunately, the man with the gun and glowing knife stood in the only exit out.3 - A Master for Alessia, pt 2 in Short Stories More Like This
She knew the man standing in front of her from from before she was bound to the lamp. His name was Francesco he was one of Carmine Salvatore’s top thugs, and he kept the bosses prostitutes in line. Francesco himself had once tried to recruit Alessia to the whorehouse. He smiled, and his grin showed his cracked and yellowed teeth.
“So you’re Mahreen’s heir?” He said, brandishing the knife and stepping closer to Alessia and the man behind her.
“I don’t know who you’re talking about.” She felt small standing against Francesco. He had over a hundred pounds and a gun on her. But she had magic. Alessia had to have magic, or what was the point of any of this? But the new genie had no idea where that magic was, or
The Doll CafeWhitney stared at herself through the silvered mirror, her mind still trying to comprehend the things around her, and trying to remember the night before. She had woken moments ago, flopped out on top of her bed. She was wearing only a tan body stocking that covered her body up to her neck, and had been padded slightly in several places. It had a thickness, too, that fought off the chill in her room.The Doll Cafe in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She found various garments scattered across her floor; red striped stockings and polka dotted dress. Confused, Whitney stumbled into her bathroom, where she found more peculiarities: a red yarn wig and a rag stained with pink makeup had been lying on the counter; black slippers with soft buckles had been discarded on the floor.
Whitney picked these up and returned to her computer desk, scratching her head. She had half a mind to go ask her roommate if she had seen anything, but then noticed her strange attire and thought better of it. Then she saw an unmarked disk sticking out from the sid
Scrappy Sunday: Haley's Playroom (3)Meanwhile, the Red Queen sat on her regal, plush throne and surveyed her kingdom. Eleven other dolls including the new one, almost fifty automatons, even that smarmy maid Alexandra and her bleeding heart brother Maximilian; all were hers to command. She gazed at the fairy, wasting away her life happily swinging herself like a child. She was given such a beautiful gift; to move freely even while the Master was away, and she spent her days leaving the playroom? To do what? Try to become human?Scrappy Sunday: Haley's Playroom (3) in Short Stories More Like This
The queen, once a model, could never understand that. They would all be young and full of vitality until the end of days, and beautiful to the last. Why was the fairy so intent on throwing all that away? But Isabella, the Red Queen of Dolls, had a plan. She would show that insubordinate fairy the error in her ways, and she would do it soon . . .
". . . and I cannot stress enough how important it is to curtsy to the Queen. She absolutely cannot stand it when she doesn't get respect." Alexandra finis
Present SecurityCharlie had just survived another semester of college learning, and was eager to return home to enjoy two weeks of Christmas revelry with family. She was surprised to find that not only had the tree been put up and decorated, but that there were already presents beneath it. With little hesitation, Charlie inspected the smattering of red boxes, and found they were all from Aunt Valerie. Mom and Dad, it seemed, had learned not to put presents beneath the tree so early; a rule that Charlie herself had forced upon them. But she felt that she was an adult now, and Charlie thought she could resist the temptation of the Christmas gifts.Present Security in Short Stories More Like This
Her resolve, however, lasted the whole of six hours, long enough for the house to go to sleep. Like a child, Charlie snuck into the living room in oversized pajamas to sneak peaks at the presents that awaited her. She took the top one first. It was very light and made no more sound than a light ruffle of tissue paper. Using skills she had honed for over a deca
Scrappy Sunday: Haley's Playroom (2)"Why. . ." she said tentatively, "Why was I turned into a doll?"Scrappy Sunday: Haley's Playroom (2) in Short Stories More Like This
"Well, I didn't do anything. The man in the pin stripe suit did. Why you? I dunno. I suppose he thought you were pretty or that you looked like a doll. Ah, here we are." He said when they arrived at a pale steel door at the end of the hallway. Max put Haley down while he reached into his pocket.
The doll was patient to just stand there until she realized the warmth that Max gave her was quickly fading away; her body was stiffening once again. Terrified, she jumped forward and grabbed Max's free arm. It was just enough to keep the tide of coldness at bay. He looked at her and Haley smiled sheepishly, and he smiled in return.
"Sorry. Will this happen whenever someone touches me?"
Max shook his head while he pulled a key ring from his pocket. "Nope; just a few of people that I know of. My sister and I can; in fact, it's why my employer hired us." He found the key he was looking for and put it right in the middle of the door
Scrappy Sunday: Haley's Playroom (1)The backstage was a frantic storm of people coming and going; dressing, stretching, and worrying. With so many things going on, it was not a wonder why Haley, who was so new to dance, took a side door to get away from the frantic pace and worry the backstage was pressing upon her. She had only intended to take a small tour of the area immediately to the left of the stage, but somehow she took one more turn than she had intended, and Haley found herself lost in the high school where her community dance company was performing.Scrappy Sunday: Haley's Playroom (1) in Short Stories More Like This
She tried to back-track, but seemed to be moving in circles. Her pink Pointe slippers pat-pat-patted on the tile floor. The hallways seemed to dim after every turn she made, and she began to realize that the lockers, bricks, and even decorations were various shades of gray. Everything in the world was shades of gray, but for her still bright blue tutu and pink tights. Haley couldn't comprehend why this change had occurred, and tried not to think much on it; hoping
Lonely AdamThough it sat on a pebble road off an ill-used highway, the elderly Danniger estate was the center of Edgerin Falls' social scene. Built on a clearing and on a slight hill, the purple sided house did not hide its frame as so many of its neighbors did behind trees, and instead shone its beacon light to all who looked for a grand time. On summer weekends, the windows were opened and gates opened to any who could make their way down little used streets to the estate, and the vibrant and youthful came from across the county to have a good time inside the house, on its great lawns, and on Edgerin Lake, whose clear waters lapped up right behind the estate.Lonely Adam in Short Stories More Like This
The gracious host of this extravaganza was the Nicollette Danniger. The passing of her family five years ago left the twenty-seven year old a multi-millionaire. Typically dressed in smooth silk dresses, she exuded a radiance that buoyed the spirits of any who came near her. Her lush blonde hair was typically pulled into a bun, with a few b
The Best ThingThe Best Thing in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Did I throw away my life?
The best thing?
The one in a flaming gown?
She who ruled a people strong?
She who made my nights worthwhile?
To return from hurt to light?
Hold her tight as the night grew old?
Did I really kill her?
Is Palpatine just a nightmare?
Did he lie?
Did she die?
Did I break her heart with fright?
If I did.
Let me die,
Than live in misery and hateful spite.
The best thing.
I love her.
Did I really kill her?
Please tell me force.
She was the best thing in my life.
Whose Name Is Darth VaderWhose Name Is Darth Vader 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 broken snow white queen able to fight him?
So she waits on the other side,
Knowing Vader will breathe on.
But when Luke is ready...
Anakin will pull through.
Request: FairytaleRequest: Fairytale in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I was once a little girl,
I used to read a fairytale,
About a damsel in distress,
And how her guy rode to her rescue.
He'd slay her dragon and marry her.
I once thought of a thousands things,
Of who we are
And are meant to be.
And then one minute I realised,
That fairytale life wasn't for me.
I had a thought of Prince Charming,
Golden locks and fake tan darling.
The man meant to be in my dreams.
And the reality is it seems,
I don't need him!
I don't need him!
I don't need no Superman either,
Or a creature of the night,
To save me from a fright.
I've got the man who I want,
And he's my guy and my friend.
You're the one who holds my hand,
And makes me feel
On top of the world.
This is how life's supposed to be.
With you by my side.
Not with some prance boy speaking crap.
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He heard his padawan swear in the refresher.
"Anakin I have told you about shouting across our quarters," Obi-Wan reprimanded.
"It was an accident I swear Master!"
"What was an accident?"
"I flushed your lightsaber down the toilet Master!"
Obi-Wan bolted out of his chair, book cast aside as he ran into the refresher in horror. How on earth had Anakin got hold of his lightsaber anyway?!
His padawan burst out laughing.
"April Fools Master," he managed to say amist giggles.
"Humph! Not funny Anakin," he grumbled realising his lightsaber was on his belt.
I Don't Wanna Be A JediI Don't Wanna Be A Jedi in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
There are some many jobs in the world,
On our planet of blue, white, gold and green.
From bank clerk to cleaners.
From the guys who collect our tax
To the man who tries to shoot us.
But one thing is for certain
And maybe you'll agree...
I don't wanna be a Jedi.
I wanna be a Sith instead.
You get a free lightsaber,
Which has a cool red blade.
You get some fancy made up name,
That fills people up with dread.
Training doesn't take long,
It's over in a week.
And you get to kill your enemies,
With your mind and some bolts.
And all you've got to get this incredible life...
Is turn from good to evil and wear a stupid mask.
White Flag's WavingWhite Flag's Waving in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I finally stop.
I see your face,
And realise that you're not here.
I'm breaking down.
I cannot live.
You're not the man you used to be.
You can't see my heart breaking.
You could kill a thousands lives,
And not spare a thought,
To those not living.
The dark side grips your mind.
You're no longer Anakin Skywalker.
My white flag's waving.
And soon you'll kill me off too.
Not that you care,
Because your heart's not beating.
You became the monster you despaired.
So I'll go ahead and die.
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You're standing at a crossroads.
At a junction in your life.
And from the looks it
You're taking the left turn,
Towards the darker side.
I'm the one who made the direction.
I'm the one who will destroy us all.
Can't you make the right choice?
Turn right right towards the force?
I don't want to hurt you anymore.
I don't want to start the fight,
Between those good and evil,
I want you to see the lighter side
And make speed the right direction.
Like a fool whose heart is fooled,
You use me as a pointer.
And so you fall to the dark side.
I pay for our mistake.
Burning MaskBurning Mask in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I look into your eyes.
I see the man you never were,
The one I knew has disappeared.
Gone. Banished from you.
Lost to history
As the day turns to night
And ice turns to lava.
You're not the knight I once knew.
We're standing at a point of no return.
And though I see your face
It does not belong to you.
It's been contorted by the lava,
And turned into something new.
I know deep down inside
I cannot follow you,
Can't take the path to darkness eternal.
Your eyes. Your demon eyes.
Your smirk that doesn't belong
On the man I knew I once loved.
Anakin where have you gone?
Down a path to the lava's edge,
Down a path I cannot follow,
For the risk of you burning me...
You're already breaking my heart.
It's a hopeless battle.
A fight I cannot fight.
Not now. Not here.
Not in my living years.
I cannot turn fire into ice.
Somehow I know my children can,
And our best chance is to let them breathe,
Instead of hiding beneath a burning mask.
I Count The MinutesI Count The Minutes in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I count the minutes ticking by
Like hours into days into years.
Force, let him live,
Please let him survive,
He's only young!
The new of the Jedi.
Luke! He cannot die!
I've lost Padme to childbirth,
Lost Leia to the war path.
I won't lose Luke to a speeder crash.
They won't let me see him.
I won't get in the way,
I just need to hold him
Assure him he's safe.
The doors are tight shut.
The droids are at work,
Tell me of news they promised
As minutes tick like hours
Luke's scream unsubsiding
Burning a hole in my mind.
We cannot survive without him.
Luke is my boy
Along with my brother and daughter
Obi-Wan and sweet Leia
My last of kin they are.
Please Force, let Luke survive.
Don't Die Without MeDon't Die Without Me in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Don't die without me, my love.
Don't surrender your last breath.
When we meet on Mustafar,
You will be living,
And I will be dead.
Buried deep within a casket of cyborg.
His name is Darth Vader,
Not Anakin Skywalker.
Don't die without me, my love.
Stay with me forever.
Let me wrap you up in mystery force,
And save your soul for a thousand years,
Your beauty forever captured,
Our children save forever.
Let us join together in the end.
And be Padmé and Anakin forevermore.
At Fate's Hands Chapter 18Chapter 18: PanoramaAt Fate's Hands Chapter 18 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"So, you were unable to locate Miss Yayoi." Rachel sighed and shook her head. "How unfortunate."
"Don't talk like that, goddammit." Ragna snarled as he sat up in his bed. "Just means she's out there somewhere."
"...I do hope you're correct, for your own sake. However, you must face reality."
With a sigh, Ragna looked down. "...Just shut up, Rabbit, okay? I already feel like shit, so you don't gotta make it worse, kay?" He glared up at the elder man standing by Rachel's side. "The hell do you want, you rabid...something?"
"It would seem your barbs have been dulled." Still, Valkenhayn bent into a short bow in Ragna's direction. "I am merely here to tend to your wounds; rest assured I do not plan on demeaning you, especially given your current distress."
"Whatever. You ain't gonna be half as good...never mind." With a snort, Ragna turned his glare up at Rachel. "So, the hell are you here for, anyways? A mission report? You got that already, so piss off."
"Oh my. Such
At Fate's Hands chapter 14Chapter 14: ThanatosAt Fate's Hands chapter 14 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Darkness, a black flame, erupted from Ragna's arm. His fingers twisted, sharpening into claws. His teeth grew into points. Ragna felt this malevolent energy coursing through him and decided he needed more. With an inhuman howl, he lunged in Carl's direction. The boy yelped and tried to flee, Nirvana limping behind him. There was no running from the Grim Reaper, though. Ragna threw himself through the air, the darkness forming a claw as Carl dropped to his knees and covered his head. Before he could strike Carl with enough power to split his skull, Nirvana swung herself into his way. She crumpled under his might. Panting, Carl glanced back her. "Sis, what are you ? No, I won't leave you behind but "
"Shut up." Ragna's voice was monstrous, not his own. It shook the marionette barring his way and echoed up to the streets overhead. "Outta my way!"
He summoned a dark, serpentine head, one that towered over Nirvana and seemed to swallow her whole before sc
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"How was I supposed to know that you don't know how to use a concealment Ars?"
Faced with such a rhetorical question from Makoto, it was all Noel could do to not throw her hands in the air in exasperation. "You could have asked before you made plans!"
"...Oh. Yeah. Huh. Well, we're in. That's all that really matters, right?"
Sighing, Noel shook her head, following Makoto towards the underbelly of Wadatsumi. "I guess. We sure made a mess of the port, though."
Makoto snickered. "And that's the best part of it! Gotta love anything that screws the Library over. Well, we got a lotta time. Wanna go do something?"
"We do? But...Ragna and Tsubaki..."
"Ragna said they probably wouldn't be able to reach Kazamotsu until tomorrow. So, wanna go shopping?" As soon as she made the suggestion, something in her uniform rang. Unfazed by the joyful tune, Makoto pulled out a phone and turned it on. "Hey, Tsubaki. Something go wrong? You're there already? You've been there
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Ragna snarled. He'd figured that heading towards the Library headquarters via alleyways would bring him and Tsubaki no obstructions. Instead, he found himself peering around a corner at a lone NOL officer. Just a generic punch-clock soldier with a no-name Armagus, by his appearance. Still, the blue-clad man was in Ragna's way, and he was not happy about it. Even if half the point of this was to be seen, he wanted to put that off as long as possible. Well, looks like Makoto was wrong about the Library not knowing I'm here. Tsubaki, as per usual, proved more than capable of stifling the building rage with a mere touch. "Calm down. This isn't anything to get worked up over."
"Yeah, you're right." Ragna hefted Blood-Scythe, watching for the perfect moment. "I'm gonna end him."
Tsubaki nodded, paling. "If you must..."
A moment later, when the oblivious soldier's back was turned, Ragna darted around the corner. The soldier had just enough time to
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Tsubaki moaned as her burning eyes fluttered open. It felt like she floated in a soothing sea; something held her, comforted her. It took a moment for her to realize who had an arm wrapped around her shoulders. I just spent the night with Ragna the Bloodedge. I can't I I'm just fine with it. Of course she was; she had insisted on it, after all. A font of warmth blossomed in her heart; violent and profane though Ragna was, there was no one she trusted more at the moment.
The wound in her leg seared up in pain as she shifted. Right. I still need to get to a hospital. I should just There was no way she was just leaving without giving Ragna a proper farewell. She closed her eyes, sinking against him as she thought. After a few minutes of weighing her options, she whispered, "Ragna."
The only response she received was a snore, so she pawed at his shoulder and increased her volume. "Ragna."
"Huh ?" With a yawn, he opened his eyes. Drowsiness etched into his
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"Well, here we are."
Ragna led Tsubaki into a half-barren room. Tsubaki eyed a small bag on the floor. Was everything Ragna owned contained in that tiny thing? Why am I feeling pity for a murderer? Lost in thought, she jumped when Ragna spoke. "You should probably clean up a bit."
"Huh?" She shook her thoughts away. "You mean, like, take a shower or something?"
"Or something. At least clean off the blood." After kneeling by the bag, he pulled out a spare hakama and a training shirt. He yanked one of the belts holding his jacket in place and tossed all three to her. "Here. Dry clothing. Probably way the hell too big, but I ain't got anything your size."
"...Thanks." She limped into the bathroom in the back and shut the door. With a sigh, Ragna shucked his drenched clothing. After throwing on dry clothes and hanging his jacket on a chair, he laid back on the bed. Why in the nine circles of Hell was he showing such mercy to Tsubaki? She wasn't just an enemy soldier, she held a pers
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"Lotte I've found you."
An obvious statement if there ever was one, as Litchi would had to have been deaf not to note Arakune's screams of. The eldritch blob, thrashing his bony limbs, quieted himself at Litchi's words. His spasms came to a stop as he directed his mask in her direction. "L chi Lit i run "
"I'm not leaving, Lotte." Litchi reached him and crouched down, eyes soft but wary. "I can help you. Save you. I know someone that will keep us safe from the Library. So please "
"Litchi why d you go so f r for me?" At once, all the madness and breaks in Arakune's voice disappeared. For the moment, Lotte Carmine existed once more. "Just move on from me already."
Shaking her head, Litchi sighed. "I can't do that, Lotte. I won't lea-"
"Why?" The sudden shout sucked the air from Litchi, leaving her voiceless. "Why do you care for me? I am a failure. I accomplished nothing. Why do you care?"
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Ragna snarled at Rachel. "I'm me, Rachel. Let me go."
"Is that so?" With a shake of her head, she kneeled beside him. "I do believe I require proof before I consider releasing you."
"I " An image flashed through his mind; Tsubaki disappearing into a maw opening in the street, reaching her hand out with a heart-shattering scream. He shivered as that image repeated itself, over and over until his eyes were wide. " Where's Tsubaki?"
Rachel sighed. " She fell, as you well know. The odds of her survival are rather low, I'm afraid."
" You gotta know. You're freaking omniscient, god dammit! Where the hell is she?"
"My powers of observation have become somewhat less potent. However " She turned a soft gaze on him, filled with rare pity. "I cannot feel her presence. I am truly sorry, Ragna."
"She's not dead." She couldn't be. Not after everything they'd been through together. Ragna kicked, unable to pull the shackle out an inch. Darknes
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Twelve figures sat at an azure table in a semicircle, staring up at the purple-robed girl at the forefront with reverence. None would dare make a move or sound until she, the Imperator Librarius, began the discussion. That didn't mean they would not glance at the slender man by the Imperator's side in confusion, though. Nor that they would not feel a surge of offense when Hazama yawned. "Can we just start already? I swear, I'm gonna grow a stick up my ass just by being near these people."
"Mind your place, Hazama, or I shall have you removed." Saya's crimson gaze did not appear to be directed at anyone. "We convene today to discuss the action to be taken against the rebel state of Ikaruga."
Silence answered her; the notion that Ikaruga was still in a state of rebellion was news to the heads of the Duodecim. Finally, a man with dark hair curling down to his chest rose. "If I may, Imperator?"
"You may proceed, head of Mutsuki."
"Thank you. I was unaware that Ikar
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He stood alone on a desolate plain. Besides the long-dead vegetation stretching into infinity, all he could see was the burnt remnants of a church. High above, the abyssal skies were devoid of all but a blood-red moon. And beyond that, nothing. No mountains in the distance, no stars dotting the sky, just him, the ruins and the moon. Ragna scowled and sat down on the ashy ground. "Goddamnit, I hate this dream. Even if it is a bit different than normal "
"It's not a dream."
He jumped as the feminine voice carried through the night, his hand reaching for the oversized hunk of metal he called his sword. It came back empty. "The hell? Who's there? Where are you?"
A giggle. "Same place as you, Ragna!"
"I kinda figured that, you little shit wait." His eyes widened with recognition. "Nu? The hell are you doing here? You're dead."
"I said Nu will always be by your side. So, here I am!"
Ragna groaned. "So, when you transferred the Idea Engine to me, you came with it
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"He's the voice of truth in Angel Falls. The Ben Trek Show on 97.9, WING-FM," the announcer spoke as the opening notes of Metallica's "Seek and Destroy" blared underneath audio excerpts of the Lone Stranger's announcement from the previous day. The golden voice of the controversial, number one radio program took control as the music died down.
"Carpe Diem my dear listeners, broadcasting from the WING studios on Eden Island in Angel Falls I am the voice of the people, Ben Trek."
"Yesterday, Stranger Industries' enigmatic leader the Lone Stranger held a press conference to announce the creation of an alliance of the super "heroes" in Angel Falls. Ladies and gentlemen, this is an act of a desperate man whose company has fallen behind Universal Omnitech. While Randall McNeil is rebuilding the Old Port District and updating the traffic systems in Angel Falls, this fedora wearing nut job is getting a bunch of costume-wearing weirdoes to hang out at his c
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Alter-Ego: Cecilia Caitlin Crane
Marital Status: Single
John Crane (father-adoptive)
Melinda Crane (mother-adoptive)
Lionel Baldwin (father-deceased)
Clarissa Baldwin (mother-deceased)
Current Occupation: Student - Angel Falls University (Major in Architecture, minor in Art History). Intern at Vandalay Designs.
Hometown: Angel Falls
Base of Operations: Angel Falls
Group Affiliation: GuardiaNext
Cecilia's developing powers are based in telekinesis which includes:
Super-Strength: Able to lift up to 5 tons
Telepathy (can only work at one target at a time)
Psionic Shield: Can erect a psychic shield to protect the minds of herself and one other person in the immediate area.
Psionic Energy Constructs which include:
Small weaponry, projectiles, and ob
The Times, They Are A Changin"The primaries are over for the mayor of Angel Falls and, to the surprise of no one, Mayor Donovan and Alderman McGee won handily for their respective parties. Early polling indicates that it will be a very tight race with the incumbent mayor is leading with 42 percent of registered voters. McGee is trailing with 39 percent. A possible third candidate is Melinda Crane, a lawyer and activist in Angel Falls, who has recently had a groundswell of support with her efforts in helping the growing Meta-Gang population as well as the rehabilitation of the historic Old Port District. While she has little political experience and has yet to announce officially if she's running, Mrs. Crane has 10 percent. 9 percent remain undecided" the man's voice on the radio reported.The Times, They Are A Changin in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Let's get the opinions of the people here on 97.9, WING-FM. We have Raymond on line 1. Raymond you're on the Ben Trek show"
"Hi Ben. Long time listener, first time caller. Carpe Diem" Raymon
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"Are you sure that you're ready to go back to work today?" John asked as Mindy was putting on her black blazer and checked her outfit in the mirror.
"I've used up my sick time and I don't want to dig into my vacation since we're planning on going to Twinfort-on-Sea to visit your family home. Besides, it would be nice to get back into a normal schedule and try to put the past few days behind me."
"Alright, Mel, if that's what you want. But if you want to blow it off and play hooky, I'm just a phone call away."
"Thanks for the offer," she said, giving him a quick kiss before heading out to her car in the garage. She fired up the engine, turned on the radio, and pulled onto the street. Arriving at the parking structure that her law firm shared with the other companies in the complex, she pulled into her reserved spot. Being a partner had its privileges. She took the elevator to the 5th floor and as she stepped out, to her surprise, was Nancy Brenton.
"Oh Melinda, or
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"Well, good morning sleepyhead," a familiar voice said.
She rubbed her eyes and focused her vision. Sitting in the chair next to her was John, fresh off his shift with the Angel Falls Police Department; the large smile on his face couldn't hide the concern in his eyes.
"Hey you," she said groggily as she sat up in the bed. Mindy looked at her surroundings and realized she was back at Stranger Industries, albeit not in the basement like before as she was able to look through the large window at the high rise buildings of Eden Island.
"How did I get here? The last thing I remember is sitting in Yusaka's office going over some paperwork."
"You fell asleep there and Lin brought you home a few hours later. I didn't think much of it until it was a day later and you were still sleeping. I called Dr. Wainwright and brought you back here. He hooked an IV up since we weren't sure the last time you had anythin
Aftermath Part 3: InfiltrationThe sun had finally set over Angel Falls and Dr. Wainwright's staff was leaving Stranger Industries after another long day. The two security guards opened the glass doors for the group and they exchanged pleasantries before stepping out into the warm air of the spring night.Aftermath Part 3: Infiltration in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
One of the nurses pulled the keys out of her purse and, as she approached her vehicle, was attacked. A blur of white had jumped out from behind the car and delivered a flying tackle, knocking her unconscious as she hit the ground. The rest of the group, now panicked from this event, split apart but WarCat didn't care. She spotted Dr. Wainwright in the distance and bounded over to him.
"Hello Doc you wouldn't mind making a house call right now, would you?" she purred into his ear as she started digging her claws into his arm. The doctor yelled in pain as they burrowed deeper into his skin. The two security guards approached and drew their weapons
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"Mel?" John asked with trepidation at the muscular out of control redhead that was, apparently, his wife Melinda.
The hulking woman snarled and slowly turned towards him.
"John!" Mindy exclaimed as her eyes lit up and a big bright smile crossed her face as she ran over and placed him in a big bear hug, lifting him off the ground.
"Ow" John grunted as he winced in pain from Mindy's display of affection and she put him down.
"Oh, sorry," she apologized. "I guess I don't know my own strength now."
"Yeah, care to explain?"
"Well, to put this in layman's terms Mr. Crane," the doctor replied. "Mindy's altered cells absorbed much of the energy from the fusion cell explosion. The amazing part is that even with her accelerated healing factor, that much intake into her body should have incinerated her. Instead her body has transferred it throughout her muscular system, essentially charging her up into this form you see now. But I don't anticipate this
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It's been a rough couple of days for John Crane. Melinda's secret was out for the whole world to see. And after looking out the window, it sure seemed like the whole world was out on his front yard. Television cameras, newspaper reporters, paparazzi, all looking for a sound bite or a quick glimpse of the woman who's now leading the mayoral race in Angel Falls and who also happens to be one of the city's most recognizable super heroines.
But she was nowhere to be found, not that a small detail like that would stop these vultures from circling around the house. Mindy, too weak to move let alone fly, was whisked away from the scene by Angelina to Stranger Industries. While it seemed strange to John, it was the most logical place for her to go since the area hospitals wouldn't have the technology or security that The Lone Stranger had at his disposal. John hadn't seen his wife since then.
He grabbed his keys and headed
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In recent weeks the supervillain giantess Skyscraper had been spotted stealing various items from the large tech companies both in Angel Falls and surrounding cities. She's been able to stay a step ahead of both the AFPD and the Guardians as she continues her quest to duplicate "Project Ultra".
Mindy's patrols have been concentrated on locating the blonde titan and as she followed a unmarked truck that had been rerouted, via road construction through the Old Harbor District, she found what she was looking for as an unassuming female worker holding the stop sign pointed a gun and forced the driver out who, in turn, ran out in the opposite direction.
"Hold it right there!" Mindy yelled at her.
The construction worker just laughed in her direction as she proceeded to explode out of her uniform as she grew rapidly, passing 20, 30, and 40 foot marks in a few seconds, before reaching her full height of 100 feet.
"Yep, that wasn't a smart idea," Mindy thought to herself.
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After Mindy helped clean up the wreckage that Blockhead caused, she proceeded to Yusaka's Gym. Looking at the building, she wasn't sure that Lin gave her the right directions. It didn't look like the other gyms or fitness centers in Angel Falls. It seemed smaller, more understated. But then she found the sign that read "Body by Yusaka" and entered. Looking around, this was definitely not like other gyms. No loud hard rock or Top 40 radio being played. Instead, it was Asian instrumental music. There was a pleasant scent in the air as opposed to the smell of sweat that permeated other places. But this gym had equipment that was equal to, or exceeded, the much larger chains.
Mindy wandered around for a bit before Yusaka stepped out of her office. Mindy couldn't help but stare at the woman coming towards her. She had a musculature that rivaled Olga, Maia, and Lin. Yusaka's beautiful eyes returned the stare, so much so that i