Date: Fri, 11 Nov 2016 20:54:09 +0000 (UTC)
From: A.B. <ckskb1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Star Wars: Darklight chapter 4, gay, celebrity

Star Wars: Darklight
Chapter 4: Mortal Peril From the Jedi Order

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"THIS IS INSANE! THEY JUST KEEP COMING!" Volun yelled at the top of his
voice while shooting at yet another wave of cross-ties.

"YOU'RE COMPLAINING? THIS IS MY FIRST SPACE BATTLE! AND IT'S RAINING LAZER
SHOTS!!" Tern shouted back at him from across the freighter.

"YES! THIS IS FUN!" Volun quipped making Tern roll his eyes. Two more
cross-ties gave them chase as they approached the planet's
atmosphere. Alkon shot one of them right at the wing making it explode.

"FUN? YOU CALL THIS FUN!?" Tern laughed shooting at the other cross-tie
which evaded before returning at their tail shooting at them. Tern had
abandoned trying to concentrate enough for what Cyra had asked him, to
battle meditate, and had mounted a turret instead.

"YES! THINGS GOING BOOM IS ALWAYS FUN!" Volun and Alkon shouted together.

"It'd be nice if for once we had some support..." The pilot's voice came
through the ship's intercom.

"Now, what would be the fun in that?" Alkon replied chuckling.

"Not dying." The shields were aflame as they entered the atmosphere.

"What are you talking about? Still alive, kicking and laser shooting arse
here." Alkon laughed.

"Will you all shut it?" Cyra yelled at them through the intercom. "Liam
Serth are you there? We are ETA five minutes to your location, what is your
situation?" Cyra repeated twice before there was a response through the
communicator.

"Good you are finally here. We are cornered in the ravine just west of your
position with Sith warriors and troopers.  My battalion is almost entirely
dead. How many support ships are with you?" A human voice came through the
communicator with a hologram of a man in his thirties dressed in lilac and
blue robes.

"We have none, it's us with the supplies." Cyra replied back. Garos was
doing some pretty impressive flying avoiding the cross-ties' laser shots
and long range ballistic shots from the blockading cruisers in orbit.

"Great, then I need you to destroy the enemy's western and southern
embankments so that my men can load the supplies into our ship and complete
our mission." Liam responded.

"I guess we have some gun placements to destroy then, nice..." Tern could
practically feel sarcasm drip from Cyra's words.

"Garo make a pass from west to south and turn the freighter sideways, more
firepower. Everyone who is not sitting in a turret hold on to something."
Cyra held on to the pilot's chair while Ura buckled down in one of the
emergency seats.

Minutes later Garos pulled the flight sticks to the counter clockwise and
pitched to the left making the freighter turn almost vertical to the ground
below them.

"Blast them!" Cyra's voice boomed through the intercom. Without needing a
second invitation Volun, Tern and Alkon started firing at the enemy's
positions below them.

Screams, explosions and debris filled the surrounding air as the Pilgrim's
turrets kept firing for three more passes.

"Master Jedi, make your move now, we'll land next to your ship and provide
what cover we can while your men transfer the supplies."

"Thank you but these supplies are not for us."

"Oh great, more details we have not been told." Cyra commented as the
Pilgrim landed next to the Jedi's spaceship.

"Volun, Alkon provide cover. Tern help them move the cargo. I'm guessing
you'll be going with them after? Back to the Jedi order?" Cyra asked the
boy through the coms.

"Yes, I suppose so..." Tern answered back hesitantly. Cyra found it
interesting but there was no time to press for answers.

The Pilgrim touched ground with the engines still powered up.

"Ura, Tern help out the troopers carry out the cargo. I'll talk with the
Jedi Knight." Cyra told them as the rear hatch opened.

Four white armoured and helmed troopers stormed in. "Cargo's over there."
Cyra showed them the crates.

"On the double men! Get those crates into the shuttle." The troopers
hurried up. Tern tried to help them out but one of the soldiers told him to
"stand aside child."

"Where is the source of the disturbance in the force?" Tern turned around
to the direction of the voice. "Did the council send you a Jedi Master to
assist?" He asked Cyra.

"No, but I have a youngling of yours." Cyra pointed at Tern who was
fiddling nervously with his fingers.

"Youngling?" Liam's eyes raised his eyebrow looking at Tern.

"Yes, me..." Tern's voice trailed.

`No time now. Why are you not in one of the temples?" Liam moved out of the
freighter powering up his lightsaber.  Well come on then we don't have time
to lose, they're coming." Tern moved out as well, removed Cyra's oldest
son's lightsaber and powered it up.

"Who is coming? Sith warriors?"

"Yes, now let us see what you have learned. We have to keep them occupied
while what's left of my men load the cargo into our blockade runner."

Three enemy soldiers came running in firing their blasters, Liam and Tern
deflected their shots. Tern deflected a shot back into the soldier that had
fired it hitting him square in the head. He dropped dead.

"Not bad young one, not bad. The temple taught you well." Liam praised him
with Tern rolling over on the floor and powering up the lightsaber again
and swinging upwards cutting off the arm of another soldier. Liam kept
deflecting laser shots and killing those soldiers who came closer.

"Cyra has taught me much more than the temple and the Knights there ever
did." Tern replied after killing the soldier whose arm he had severed.

"Sir we're done, give us five minutes to repair the engines and we're off."
One of Liam's soldiers gave a shout.

"Hurry up Captain, I can feel them coming closer."

"Who is coming..." Tern started saying when two hooded figures jumped up
from the river bed below, all dressed in black and powered up their
red-bladed lightsabers.

"Are you that desperate Jedi that you bring a child into a battle? Give us
the children!" One of the two black-hooded men told Liam with a sneer on
his lips.

"You want the children? Come and get them then." Tern had no idea what Liam
was talking about but it was not the moment to ask now.

"Apprentice, take the Jedi, time for you to learn, I'll handle the
youngling." The Sith that had spoken to Liam told the other man.

"You are naught but an apprentice yourself, 'Master'." The man attacked
Liam force-pushing him back. The Sith's apprentice leaped into action
landing only meters away from Tern who brought the lightsaber in front of
his head taking a defensive stance.

"I've never killed a Jedi before...this will be fun!" The guy sneered and
crossed blades with Tern aiming for his thigh. Tern lowered his blade,
removing his leg from the way, pushing the Sith's blade back he aimed for
his foe's neck. The Sith Warrior pirouetted around taking aim for Tern's
torso with multiple blows.

Meanwhile Liam and his Sith Warrior fought each other with the force,
pushing each other back, the Sith trying to choke Liam, Liam trying to pull
or influence the Sith long enough to allow him to run him through with his
lightsaber.

"General, we're ready to leave!" The Captain's voice echoed through the
battlefield but was largely ignored by Liam and Tern.

A few minutes later the Sith Warrior apprentice managed to graze Tern's
thigh, Tern rolled back grasping at the burned wound.  Anger filled his
mind and overcame him as in one swift move he powered down the lightsaber,
raised the Sith off his feet choking him and then pulled him in powering
his lightsaber up. The Sith was caught completely off guard and had no time
to react. Tern heard a grunt and smelled burned flesh. He force-pushed the
Sith back dropping him dead on the ground behind his Master. Liam grinned
and begun an unrelenting charge at the Sith Warrior with blow after blow
after blow. He wasn't aiming at any specific body part, he was just pushing
his foe back until the Sith gasped tripping onto his dead apprentice's body
and fell backwards.

Liam knew this alone would not be enough to defeat a Sith Warrior, so
taking full advantage on his foe's loss of balance he force-pushed him back
and leaped off the ground landing right on top of the Sith. With a flick of
his wrist the Sith's lightsaber flew from his hand and at the same time he
lowered his lightsaber right at the center of the Sith's neck.

"Let's go! Apprentice and Master are both dead! The war can end now." Liam
told Tern grabbing him by his elbow and running to the two ships.

"Those two were not Darth Typhus and Darth Insidious. These two were just
warriors, or do you really think that a Dark Lord capable of committing
open war against the Republic, the Jedi and his apprentice would lose so
easily to a youngling and a mere Jedi Knight?" Tern rebutted the Jedi
Knight.

"The rule of two states that there can only be two Sith at any time. A
master and an apprentice, no more no less."  Liam continued stubbornly.

"The rule of two is broken. I saw it in a vision of the present and this
verifies it." Tern carried on.

"What is this rule of two?" Volun asked coming out of the Pilgrim.

"No time to discuss this now. Cyra these are the coordinates for the final
leg of our mission, meet us there?"

"What is your mission?" Cyra pressed.

"The Jedi Council learned a few months ago that the Sith have been
abducting force-sensitive children. We do not know why, but the council has
been trying to locate them and bring them to our temples for safety. These
were going to be sent to Tython but I have been unable to make contact with
the Academy there. I asked the council for the supplies so we can leave the
children in protected space in the Aleron system. It's only an hour by
Hyperdrive but the Jaksa Faction is strong in there and the Sith do not go
close...yet."

"Fine, we better leave before reinforcements arrive." Cyra said and entered
the Pilgrim.

"Tern better ride in our spaceship, he'll be coming with us after to
Illum." Liam replied and climbed onboard the blockade runner's rear hatch.

They took off under fire from the ground.

The one-hour trip to Aleron was a quiet one. Liam tried to start a
conversation with Tern but Tern was feeling too uncomfortable and just
stayed quiet.

They reached their destination and off loaded the children and the supplies
to Jaksa authorities.

"They should be safe here until one of our academy planets is released from
siege and can accept them. Master Vogar will take good care of the young
ones." Liam told Tern standing next to him. Just The Pilgrim
landed. "Padawan I'll be heading to Tython after, if..." Tern cut him off.

"You won't be, Tython's academy fell three months ago and the planet is
under planetary siege by the Sith. I was there and I barely escaped,. Most
everyone else if not everyone else was slaughtered by Sith Warriors and
troopers." Liam looked at him as if he had spoken in a completely alien
language.

"That cannot be...we have heard no news of this. Illum, Lothal and Vrogas
Vas are under siege but we have heard nothing...what is going on here? Why
are you here? Your mission ended." Liam turned his attention to Volun and
Cyra approaching them.

"I had a...hunch. I'll accompany you to wherever the Council is, when I
make sure that Tern is safe we'll take our leave," Cyra replied crossing
her hands in front of her chest.

"Look I was there. I saw Tython Academy fall with my own eyes. I was able
to escape only because the Sith thought me dead and I was able to take one
of the spaceships in the Masters' hangar. I saw the cruisers blockading the
planet as I left. I do not know if the rest of the planet has fallen or not
but if you are receiving no news from the Jedi station it is probably
because every signal in and out of the planet is being jammed." Tern told
Liam.

"There is something about you, I sense...the force is very strong with
you. Why would the Sith sneak attack one of our academies and not just take
over the whole planet while they had the element of surprise?"

"I...I think I know. I saw a vision a day or so ago...let me show you?"
Tern extended a hand and Liam took hold of it.

Tern opened his mind to the force and to Liam. It was as if an electric
shock penetrated him as Liam's back arched backwards and his eyes shot
open, his iris widening.

He saw the vision had seen and he saw more. He saw some Tern's past and
multiple different versions of Tern's future. He saw Tern as a champion of
the Light side and as a Destroyer of the Dark side. He saw Tern chant the
Sith code and bring ruin unto the Jedi, and he saw Tern killing every Jedi
Master, every Jedi Knight and every youngling. He saw Tern assuming his
place as Grand Master of the Conclave of the Sith and rule over a thousand
different worlds. He saw Tern as immortal energy, part of the living force
and annihilator of the Force and all living things.

Removing his hand from Tern's he gasped for breath. "You...you...are our
doom...you are an abomination. I will not allow another Anakin in our
midst." Driven mad from the intensity of the vision Liam force-pushed
everyone flat on their backs and powered up his lightsaber.

"What the fuck are you doing? I am on your side!" Tern voiced powering up
his lightsaber and deflecting Liam's blade.

"No, you are the new Sith'ari. You are the new Anakin, he was never the
chosen one, he brought ruin to our order and I will not allow you to do the
same!"

Tern kept dodging and deflecting shots from Liam's soldiers as well as
Liam's lightsaber. "I have never felt so much dark power before touching
your hand boy, you are a threat and you cannot continue to exist." Liam
levitated him using the force and then pounded him on the floor. Tern
moaned trying to get up on his feet. The lightsaber was a few meters away
and he could taste blood, his nose probably turned bloody from the impact.

Liam jumped at him, lightsaber extended over his head, a grimace of anger
etched on his face.

Tern used the force to pull the lightsaber back to him. The two lightsabers
clashed with Liam pressing in on Tern trying to break past his defense.

Just then explosions sounded behind them as someone stuck a blaster at
Liam's head.

"Get off him now before I open new holes in your head. I do not know what
you think this boy has done but it is not up to you to be his judge and
executioner. If he has committed a crime against your Order the council can
judge him for it." Cyra told Liam holding the blaster rifle. Tern looked
behind them at the soldiers hiding behind crates and dock structures to
avoid Alkon's turret fire.

"You do not know what you're doing, he will be the end of us all...I can
remove you, you know." Liam tried to intimidate his way out of the
stalemate.

"Yes, you can and if Tern doesn't kill you Alkon or my son will. Not even
you have enough training to deflect fully charged turbolaser shots. Power
down your lightsaber and let us go to which ever planet the Jedi council
is. Your mission is done, the children are safe so we can depart."

"Fine, but Tern is coming aboard my ship." Liam replied still not powering
down his weapon.

"Fat chance, you can kill him, blast us out of the sky with your military
vessel's turrets and leave. If he comes aboard your vessel you come aboard
mine. If I hurt you Tern is more than capable of killing everyone on board
your blockade runner, and if your men so much as hurt a single hair out of
his head I kill you."

"I am a Jedi Knight. you really think you can hurt me?"

"Maybe, maybe not, it matters not if anything happens to me, my son or my
crew there's hell to pay on your ship. Those are the terms, accept them or
let me know to kill you and be done with it."

Liam studied Cyra's face before nodding and powering down his lightsaber.

Liam boarded The Pilgrim and Tern boarded the blockade runner.

"Where to?" Cyra asked when they had cleared the planet's atmosphere.

"The Council is at the Temple of Eedit in Devaron." Liam told Garos who
punched in the coordinates. Both ships jumped to hyperspace.

Two hours later Tern's communicator started beeping. He turned it on and
Volun's hologram appeared.

"Hey, how are you?" Worry was painted in Volun's facial features.

"I'm okay I suppose. Everyone's giving me glares but no one is trying to
hurt me."

"Want to talk for a while?"

"Sure...I guess I am stressed...why would Liam react this way? What could
he have possibly seen to make him think I would kill the Jedi order as
Anakin did all those millennia ago? I don't even...I..." Tern took a deep
breath.

Volun decided to change the subject since he really had no ideas, and could
not think of anything to tell his friend. "You mentioned the rule of two
what is that?"

"Oh...right you do not know, although your mother seemed to know. Tens of
thousands of years ago before the fall of the old republic the Sith had a
different way of organising themselves. They had a Dark Council and a
leader like the Jedi have the Council and the Grand Master of the
Order. Apprentices or Acolytes would join the Sith Academy in Korriban and
be assigned to a Warrior or a Master of the Sith Order.  Sith Warriors and
Masters battled and schemed against each other almost as much as they
battled the Jedi Order, with back stabbings and assassinations amongst
Apprentices and Masters, Apprentices killing their Masters to ascend to
their position in the Sith Order, Masters killing each other for higher
status and wealth, Masters killing Apprentices for more powerful
Apprentices and so on. After the old republic fell and the Jedi Order was
pushed to the brink of extinction, the Sith were left without a strong
opposition to fight against and so they turned against each other with a
vengeance in what has come to be known as the Sith Civil War. Out of the
Civil War several different factions emerged, some powerful some
weak. Eventually one faction became the dominant one. The Dark Brotherhood
of Darkness.

Tern took a breath and paused for a second. "I do not know how but Darth
Bane joined the Dark Brotherhood of Darkness and rose swiftly in their
ranks. The Jedi as they always do, grew back and demolished the Dark
Brotherhood slaughtering every single Sith. Everyone except Darth Bane the
sole survivor who took it upon himself to reform the Sith Order."

Tern made yet another momentary pause before resuming his voice trying to
imitate an older, darker person's voice. "The Sith killed each other,
victims of their own greed. But from the ashes of destruction, I was the
last survivor. The Brotherhood must be purged. The Sith must be destroyed
and rebuilt."

"So Darth Bane said. He had no order to abolish as the Jedi had killed
everyone else. but reform the order he did and instituted the rule of
two. A master to be the embodiment of power and an apprentice to crave
it. Ever since then the Sith have followed this structure.  A Master and an
apprentice no more no less...ever since until now it would seem. Darth Bane
is hailed amongst the Sith as the Sith'ari, their equivalent to the chosen
one of the Jedi. The one who embodies the Order's perfection, the one who
will embody perfection in the eyes of the Dark side of the Force. He is the
Sith's Anakin if Anakin was to be the Chosen one. Was he? He did kill all
the Jedi of his era except for Master Obi Wan Kenobi, Master Yoda and
whoever other Jedi was not in the Temple of Coruscant or near a clone
trooper when order sixty-six was issued."

"I see...Why would this Bane guy do this though?"

"Power is its own purpose. To share it is to dilute it. The Brotherhood
must be purged. The Sith must be destroyed and rebuilt.  I think Darth Bane
believed that the Sith had lost to the Jedi because they were more
interested in killing each other and sharing or claiming each other's power
of the Dark side than battling the Jedi. I don't know to be honest, we were
not really taught all of this in Tython."

"Then how do you know of this?" Volun inquired.

"I am curious and so I searched in the archives, I am resourceful so I
found a way past the Masters' blocks to the knowledge I wanted." Tern
shrugged his shoulders as if talking about the weather.

"The dark side interests you?" Volun's voice changed ever so slightly. Not
exactly worry or concern but not neutral either.

"Yes, how else are we to defeat our enemies if we do not know them? If we
do not understand their thoughts? I do not wish to join the Dark Side but I
want to understand what motivates them, or at least I wanted that back in
Tython."

"And now?"

"Now...they have hurt me, have hurt those I cared about back in Tython. I
want them dead."

"Do you hate them?"

"Yes...no...I do not know. I do feel angry though at all the hurt and
suffering they have caused."

"The Jedi believe that fear leads to anger and anger to hatred and..." Tern
interrupted him.

"I know. I do not fear this. The Dark side holds no seduction over me and
even if I snap like I did against the inn keeper all those months ago or
the captain who tried to sell me into slavery, it does not mean I'll fall
into the Dark Side and become a Sith afterwards.

"I trust you because I know you. The Jedi Council does not know you so you
have to convince them."

"But why? All I want more than anything else in the worlds is to become a
Jedi Knight." Tern's eyes turned sad.

"The Jedi Knight saw something...when he touched your hand. Did you see
what force visions he saw?"

"No, I did not but force visions can be of the past, the present or any
number of possible futures."

"Perhaps something he saw scared him and that fear caused him to behave
irrationally...by attacking you."

"No, you did not see the gleam in his eyes, he was mad, almost
insane...anyways I better go to sleep, tomorrow we arrive in Devaron where
my fate will be judged...will you be with me? I fear they may order my
execution..." Tern's voice trailed as his eyes watered up.

"Of course I will be there. You don't even have to ask. There is nothing,
no power in this galaxy that would stop me from being there when you need
me." Volun shook his head to emphasise the validity of what he was saying
making Tern smile ever so faintly.

"Thank you." They turned off the communicators. Tomorrow his fate would be
judged, what if he could not convince the Council of his sincerity and
eagerness to become a Jedi Knight? What if they ordered his execution? He
had no intention of dying tomorrow and yet he did not want to have to kill
anyone in order for him to escape, if he could even manage to kill the
Knights that would be there, much less one of the Masters in the Council.

He fell into an uneasy sleep full of dreams, visions and nightmares.



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