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Author Topic: 18 Apr 2006 -=- The Return of A Hero -- After 3 YEARS THE CONCLUSION
JM-Anakin-Solo  1083 posts
Registered: Mar '02
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Date Posted: 4/2/02 12:10am Subject: 18 Apr 2006 -=- The Return of A Hero -- After 3 YEARS THE CONCLUSION - Date Edited: 4/18/06 1:58pm (52 edits total) Edited By: JadeSolo
Title: The Return of A Hero
Author: JM-Anakin-Solo
Rating: This is tough, I'll give it a PG for now. I really don't like the Vong so some of their deaths may be a little gruesome. wink If the situation changes I will change the rating.
Time Period: NJO - Post SbS
Sample Paragraph: Then he called on the Force. The air started to circle around him, the warriors stopped to see what this new trick was. Anakin closed his eyes as he focused himself. The air around him had started to rotate slowly and eventually picked up speed. Anakin’s unkempt hair began to blow back and forth, and the warriors were mesmerized. The vortex of air rushing around Anakin continued to increase its velocity. Small pieces of Yorrick Coral were picked up and they began orbiting around the young Jedi. Once Anakin was certain he had the attention of all the warriors present he began heating up the outer three centimeters of the vortex surrounding him. The molecules in the small area began moving rapidly and they started to glow. With in a few seconds the glow had become an intense, bright vortex surrounding Anakin.





The Return of a Hero

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Chapter 1 – The Calling

Master Nen Yim eyed her specimen carefully. He had been collected during an attack on the Yuuzhan Vong cloning facilities. He was a peculiar human, much younger than most of the humans Nen Yim had encountered before. In fact, by human standards, he was not yet an adult, but this he had proven himself to be trouble before. As she studied what would be her newest project, she could not help but wonder what this infidel was thinking of.


* * *


Pain. Overwhelming pain.

The pain never ceased, it was always there on the edge of his consciousness always threatening to overtake him and constantly eating away at his willpower.

Heart-break. Separation.

There was someone, just beyond his reach, someone he loved dearly, but he could not place a name.

Weak.

He was frail and barely able to cling to life.

Fear.

Puzzlement.

He was not sure where he was and it frightened him. He would have called out if he had the energy.

Focus.

He had to focus his energy.

Struggling.

As he struggled to build up his diminished energy the pain increased.

Agggghhh!!!

Must defeat the pain, must overcome.

Finally, he had the energy he needed and he stopped stockpiling the energy.

Peace. Calm. Pain subsiding.

He finally had the strength he needed and he opened his eyes. Immediately a new wave of pain was upon him, and he closed his eyes. The pain subsided.

Breathe. Concentrate.

He opened his eyes again. This time as the pain washed over him he ignored it. He was disoriented and needed to know where he was. Things were blurry and he could only see silhouettes.

Pain. Relax. Breathe.

That’s when he realized he wasn’t breathing, at least not on his own. He was in some sort of liquid and something had been fitted over his mouth to breath for him. His first thought after this revelation was relief. He must be in a bacta tank, which would mean he was safe.

Then he noticed the liquid was green, not blue. He focused intently on his surroundings and remained motionless, not that he could move if he wanted to. However, the liquid around him moved, ever-so-slightly, barely detectable, but movement nonetheless. This was not a good sign.

Then he focused on the breathing apparatus. He could feel tendrils snaking down the back of his throat, latching onto his trachea and keeping the breather in place. This was definitely not good.

Then it hit him. He was not in a bacta tank, he was in an animal, an altered creature, altered by the Yuuzhan Vong.

Memories started coming back to him now.

Running. Sacrifice.

He had been running and fighting something, he had sacrificed himself to save his friends.

Pain.

The pain was now unbearable and he closed his eyes, once again, and the pain diminished.

Loss.

Someone he loved was just out of his reach. Who could it be? The more he thought about it the more pain he suffered, but he was too determined and he overcame the pain.

T-t-ta. Tahiri?

Now he remembered her, Tahiri was her name. They had grown up together, they had been best friends. Recently, they had become more then just friends. He missed her. He tried to call up an image of her.

Pain, immeasurable pain.

Once again he overcame the pain, by sheer willpower.

Her image floated in his brain.

Wow!

She was beautiful, she felt right. He knew that he must find her again. Then a thought occurred to him, who was he?

He hadn’t been concerned about his own identity, but now that he was unable to remember it worried him. He focused and concentrated with all his might.

A-a-aa.

The pain got the better of him, but now he knew it started with an “A” and that was a start. He focused again and pushed the pain aside.

A-aa-a. Ana-ana, Anarkin? No. Anakin? Anakin? ANAKIN!!!

His name was Anakin, Anakin Solo.

The memories all rushed back. He was Anakin Solo, Jedi Knight, son of Leia and Han Solo, brother to Jacen and Jaina Solo.

Jedi Knight.

He tried to use the Force but his access to it was denied. He opened his eyes again, and once again a wave of paint washed over him. Then he saw it. He could barely make it out, but three feet in front of him was a ysalamiri. As long as that creature was there he would not be able to call on the Force.

Then he tried to connect to the alternate Force he had discovered, the one in which the Yuuzhan Vong existed. Suddenly his senses awakened. He was able to push the pain aside completely now and he could sense everything around him. He tried to move his arms and legs but they were firmly restrained.

Somehow he had to get a message to his family and friends to let them know he was alive, but how could he contact them through the Force with a ysalamiri right next to him. He opened himself more to the alternate Force and he sensed the ysalamiri. He picked it up and moved it across the room, through telekinesis. Once he was out of the range of the ysalamiri’s Force dampening he started to send out a message. He decided to send out two Force messages.



* * *


Tahiri, I love you.

Tahiri jumped out of bed with a fright. She was drenched with at least a gallon of sweat. She had been having dreams of Anakin ever since his death, but this one was different. This one seemed real.

“Can this be? But how?”
Anakin, is that really you? she asked through the Force.

Yes it is me, don’t give up hope, I will return to you.

Tahiri could not believe what she was hearing. She had been at his funeral. She had seen his body burned. But here she was listening to him through the Force.

A single tear rolled down her face. I never gave up hope, I always knew you would return. Anakin, I love you.


* * *



Leia was deep in sleep when it hit her like a ton of duracrete. She felt a huge tremor in the Force followed by a Force shock wave.

Her first thought was that Luke was trying to send a message to all the Jedi. Then realization came and she jumped out of bed and yelled, “ANAKIN!!!”

Tears of joy ran down her face as she uncontrollably wept. Han was there to comfort her immediately and he started rubbing her back, “Another nightmare?” he asked.

She looked up at him, tears covering her face, “No” she answered. “Definitely the best of dreams” she continued. Then she shrunk into Han’s shoulder and cried.


* * *



Luke and Mara where asleep with Ben when they felt the tremor, followed shortly by the shockwave. Luke and Mara bolted from their bed fearing the worst. They feared the disturbance in the Force might be from another world being destroyed by the Yuuzhan Vong.

Ben Skywalker, their baby son started to cry.

Luke turned to Mara and asked, “Did you feel that?”

Mara replied, “Yes”

They stared at each other for a few moments, neither one daring to speak, lest what they felt end up being just a dream.

After a few seconds silence they both spoke, “ANAKIN!”


* * *


Jaina was asleep when the disturbance hit her. It was like she was in a dark room and someone turned a spotlight on her. It was overwhelming to her and she was unable to avoid it. She wailed and screamed to her lungs' full capacity. Her fellow Rogue Squadron pilots came running into her room.

Gavin was the first to speak, “What’s wrong Jaina?”

“Nothing” she replied between tears.

“Please Jaina tell us what is wrong we want to help you” Gavin replied.

Jaina looked up and said, “There is nothing you could do to make me feel better”

“Jaina, please let us --” Gaving started.

“Gavin, there is nothing you can do, because this is already the happiest day of my life.”

This brought quizzical looks from everyone in the room.

“My brother, Anakin, he is alive, I felt him through the Force just now” Jaina explained.

Everyone rushed Jaina with hugs and well wishes and the room was filled with joyous noises. Jaina just reveled in her pure joy.


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Date Posted: 4/2/02 12:16am Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period) - Date Edited: 6/11/02 4:57pm (5 edits total) Edited By: JM-Anakin-Solo

Chapter 2 – Shaping Trust

Anakin knew he had to escape, he may have been strong in the Force, but with the ysalamiri blocking him he was growing weak. He still had access to the branch of the Force, in which, the Yuuzhan Vong existed, but he was not trained in it, the most he could accomplish, with this new branch, was detection of the Yuuzhan Vong and some small-scale telekinesis.

He opened himself to the Yuuzhan Vong Force, which he had come to call the Vigor, a word synonymous with force but also indicative of the strength and solace it offered him. He tried to get a feel for the holding area he was in. Anakin stretched out his senses. He could feel the gnullith providing him air. He stretched out further and he could feel the creature that was confining him. He could feel the two creatures breathing and he could detect vague emotions from them, less so from the gnullith.

He stretched out farther and he could feel the living test-tubes and the biological concoctions they contained. He increased his range and felt a Yuuzhan Vong, but not just any Yuuzhan Vong. This was Nen Yim, the Master Shaper that had abandoned the methods of the gods. Anakin focused on her for awhile, trying to learn more about her. As his focus neared her brainstem he considered detaching her spinal cord from her brainstem, but the thought only lasted a moment. He knew the limits of the Force, but the Vigor was new to him and the bondaries between light and dark were unclear to him.

He probed around her brain, hoping for something, anything, any piece of information that he could manipulate into an escape. He found nothing, because at almost the exact instant he came into contact with her brain, a mental defense had arisen and he was locked out. Anakin was surprised, no Yuuzhan Vong had ever displayed anything even remotely resembling the Jedi’s ability to manipulate the Force. He realized that Nen Yim was just as close-minded as any politician he had ever met and she probably kept her emotions even closer. One of the creatures in the room had alerted her that Anakin was conscious and Nen Yim turned to face Anakin. Even though he could not see her through the creature that was holding him he was able to feel the smile that drew across her face.

“Are we ready to start the shaping, for today?” she mockingly asked. Unable to answer her, Anakin remained silent. “I shall take your silence as a yes” she said after waiting only a few seconds.

Anakin drew his senses in, preparing for the shaping. Shaping was an excruciating ordeal, but knowing that Tahiri, his friend turned girlfriend, had endured Nen Yim’s shaping gave him the strength he needed to pull through, and made him realize how brave she truly was. When he got back to Tahiri he would never again leave her side.

Nen Yim began to play with the neural nodes and knobs next to Anakin’s living prison. The pain that was always at the edge of his mind increased to a higher, but still tolerable, level. Anakin knew Nen Yim had altered Tahiri’s mind, changing the neural pathways and adding new memories. He could feel this being done on himself. He would offer as much of a struggle as he could by moving memories around and changing his thoughts. However, that would only work for a short time, eventually Nen Yim would grow tired of his tarrying and she would increase the pain until he became unconscious and could no longer fight her.

Anakin could tell that, today, Nen Yim was not in a mood to be trifled with. He had only just started his trick when the pain immediately spiked and his whole body wanted to convulse. However, the creature he was imprisoned with did not permit much movement and the pain increased. Right before he lost consciousness he made a discovery, a very important discovery that could lead to his escape.
Then there was nothingness. Anakin had blacked out.


* * *


When he came to he immediately tried to stretch himself out, with the Force. However, the ysalamiri was still there and he switched to the Vigor. He spread out his senses to fill the shaper’s room. When he failed to find Nen Yim he was relieved. Now he could get to work. He picked up the ysalamiri and moved it just far enough so that he was out of its force dampening range. Then he opened himself to the Force, but only slightly. When Anakin had sent his message the Yuuzhan Vong had noticed an increase in his Force presence and he had been forced to endure three and a half hours of painful torture, always walking the line of consciousness but never being allowed to slip into the sweet release of unconsciousness. They had no idea he had contacted anyone, they thought he was trying to escape, after the torture they just moved the ysalamiri closer, thinking they had miscalculated its range.

Anakin had found that if he only allowed a slight ray of the Force to flow through him he could still accomplish much, but he remained undetected. Now he used the Force to feel out his own mind. He was searching for the changes that had been made and the new memories that had been inserted. While he could never find all the changes he could find a fair amount and he would spend the next hour or two undoing the changes made to his cerebral cortex. When Anakin had fixed all the changes he could detect and removed as many of the memories as he could he felt a relief. He was losing the war against the Yuuzhan Vong for the control of his mind, and they would undoubtedly have their shaped Jedi, if given enough time, but then Anakin had no intentions of staying long enough to let them accomplish their goal.

Anakin then went back to his last conscious thought and he remembered. Right before he had blacked out he had made an important discovery about the creature that was keeping him still. When he was bordering unconsciousness he had felt the creature, he felt its pain and he felt its hatred of him. But most importantly he sensed that the creature blamed Anakin for the pain. The controls that Nen Yim used to shape Anakin were causing massive amounts of pain to the creature, but Nen Yim manipulated the controls so that the creature thought Anakin was the source of its pain. Even though Anakin lacked the animal skills of Jacen, his brother, he still felt certain he could enlighten the creature to the true source of its pain.


* * *


Master Nen Yim’s villip everted and she was not surprised to see Lord Shimrra beautifully scarred head appear. She had been expecting his call for some time now. Lord Shimrra was covered with tattoos, scars, and other disfigurements, and Nen Yim loved them. Lord Shimrra was totally devoted to the Yuuzhan Vong, as was Nen Yim. Her devotion had caused her to become a heretic, going against the teaching of the gods. But Lord Shimrra had not punished her, instead he had promoted her to a full master shaper and given her a private lab to practice her heretics. She had, at one time, begun to feel love for him, but she quickly reminded herself that such a relationship would not be allowed, and she could not afford such emotions. Still she had to wonder if maybe some day—

“Report your status” Lord Shimrra interrupted.

“Progress is slow, Lord Shimrra,” Nen Yim replied “the Jeedai is proving more resistant then the last. I am making great progress while I am there, but when I return three quarters of the work has been undone.”

“I’m certain one of your heresies will succeed in shaping this Jeedai in our image.”

“Yes Lord.” Nen Yim replied. She thought for a second unsure if she should ask her question of Lord Shimrra.
He sensed she had something she wanted to know, but her distress pleased him. He enjoyed seeing his subordinates in such uneasiness. “Continue to shape,” he said “and do not fail me.”

Twice Nen Yim started to ask her question, but thought better of it and instead said, “Yes Lord Shimmra, as you command.” She brought her arm across her chest in salute. Lord Shimrra’s face melted back into the villip and was gone. Nen Yim was mad at herself for not asking her question, but it was probably not wise to ask for anything, when she had nothing to offer in return.


* * *


Anakin spent three standard hours soothing the creature he had come to think of as his warden. Anakin had discovered that the creature acted mostly on instinct, but it was capable of some very limited sentient thought. The creature’s main goal was to avoid pain and its secondary goal was to hurt whatever was hurting it. Anakin’s goal was to gain the trust of the creature. He would soothe the creature when he could and try to make it understand he was not the source of its pain. Anakin was beginning to make progress with the creature, it was starting to like him and trust him, a plan of escape had already begun to form in Anakin’s mind.

 

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Tahiri  1541 posts
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Date Posted: 4/2/02 2:33am Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period)
This is really good happy Write more soon!!!!

 

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JM-Anakin-Solo  1083 posts
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Date Posted: 4/2/02 7:09am Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period) - Date Edited: 4/2/02 7:10am (1 edits total) Edited By: JM-Anakin-Solo
I should be posting more pretty soon... I'm on Spring Break right now and I have a lot of free time... for once. wink

 

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Date Posted: 4/2/02 7:30am Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period)
STUNNING!!! I LOVE IT!!!

Now if only the NJO writers would look this story up and use it...

 

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Date Posted: 4/2/02 10:21am Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period) - Date Edited: 6/11/02 4:58pm (2 edits total) Edited By: JM-Anakin-Solo

Chapter 3 – Escaping the Shaping

Nen Yim was watching her specimen, observing him. If she hoped to shape him, successfully, she would have to learn more about this Jeedai. He was definitely a strong sorcerer, but his magic did not appear to be mere tricks, or slight of hand. He had access to some power that the gods had kept hidden from the Yuuzhan Vong, this only proved to further her belief that the gods did not exist.

Nen Yim was staring at a living readout of the Jeedai’s brain activity. Most of the changes she had made the day before had been undone and the memories she had implanted were removed. She noticed that many of his true memories rerouting and establishing many multiple connections inside his brain. When she closed one route to a memory three new routes appeared.

Nen Yim wished she had access to this, so called, Force. She had seen it power before and she knew that if she could access it her shaping powers would be limitless. She would be able to enter the brain of her specimens, instead of using another creature, and she would be able to alter the minds however she saw fit. She knew the Jeedai could do this because she had already felt the infidel trying to penetrate her mind. She could not be positive of what had actually happened, because as soon as she felt it the tough was gone. It was almost imperceptible; a wisp of smoke that had settled on her head, gently running the length of her brain, moving ever so slightly back and forth. But she did detect it and she immediately locked her mind, she was not sure how she had done this but it worked nonetheless.

She noticed that when he was unconscious she made her best progress and immediately after he awakened the work was undone. She walked over to the holding animal and looked Anakin in the eye. He looked to be asleep, but she knew better, she had seen his brain waves racing only minutes before.

“I know what you are doing” she said.


* * *


Anakin heard the barely audible voice through the creature and it took his brain a few seconds to decipher what she had said. At first, his heart raced, as he feared she had somehow learned of his plans for escape. However, that did not seem likely, so he calmed himself and waited for her to continue.


* * *


“I know you are undoing my work” Nen Yim continued. She glanced over at the creature relaying Anakin’s vital signs. His heart rate had spiked a few seconds ago, but it had returned to normal levels. She thought it was peculiar, but decided Anakin had just been scared.


“You resist my work until the pain increases and you pass out. Then my work is easy, but when you wake up all my work is undone,” Nen Yim explained.

“This will stop now!” she demanded.

“Since my best work is when you are unconscious, I shall keep you unconscious.” She began increasing the pain to his young body. She saw the pained expression on his face and saw his body trying to contort, being unable to move, she knew, would only increase the pain and she smiled.

“I shall see you in a few weeks when I have completed my work and you are ready to be reborn as a Yuuzhan Vong.


* * *


The hard part for Anakin was pretending he was unconscious. He decreased the activity in the areas of his brain that would be obvious signs he was conscious. Then he moved his focus, his being, into his subconscious sections. These sections would always be active, whether or not he was conscious. He used his newly gained powers in the Vigor to shield the increased activity in these sections. It had taken awhile to perfect, but it worked; Nen Yim thought he was out cold, but he was fully aware of everything around him.

The warden had learned to trust him and had even befriended Anakin. By reading certain changes in the warden he could sense changes in the room, without having to push his senses outward. Anakin knew that, Evil Lady, as the warden had come to call her, was Nen Yim, and that when she entered the room the warden would tense and its stress would increase. Anakin had reveled to the warden that the Nen Yim was inflicting the pain it had suffered.

The creature would no longer hurt Anakin and he was forced to fake the pain. The creature would feel the pain Nen Yim was using to control him and Anakin would be alerted. Then Anakin would pretend he was in the pain that Nen Yim thought he was in. While he was acting he was also healing and soothing the warden around him. Thus, continued their friendship, with Nen Yim none the wiser.


* * *


“Lord Shimrra, I apologize for the delays, this Jeedai is now rejecting all methods of shaping,” Master Nen Yim reported.

“Then create new ways of shaping, we cannot fail!” Lord Shimrra demanded.

“Yes, Lord, but I have been developing, and using, new shaping methods. The Jeedai resists all changes to his brain. I even have him continually unconscious so his resistance is limited, but he still overcomes the shaping.”

Lord Shimrra paused briefly to consider what he was hearing. This infidel was proving to be costly. Before the infidel was only unable to undo some of the changes, Master Nen Yim had made, but progress had continued, if at a leisurely rate. Now he was resisting the changes in the first place making him unable to be shaped. Something about this did not sit well with Lord Shimrra; usually the shaping became easier as the time passed. He looked up to see Master Nen Yim was still there, looking expectantly at him, through the villip. “I have had enough of this Jeedai,” Lord Shimrra finally answered “If he refuses the life we offer to him then he refuses all life. Kill him and make it gruesome.”

“Yes Lord,” Nen Yim replied as the villip melted back to its smooth, round state. A frown formed on her face, but she quickly erased it. She was not happy to give up her prized specimen but if it was what Lord Shimrra ordered she would do it, without hesitation.


* * *


Anakin felt her enter the room, thanks to the warden, but he also sensed two warriors enter with her. This was new, warriors were not allowed into shaper rooms except in very special cases. He had a bad feeling about this.

Nen Yim began issuing orders, not expecting Anakin to hear them anyway.

“Kill the infidel,” she ordered.

Whoa! Anakin was quite surprised by this, and he didn’t have much time. He knew if he were going to escape it would be know or never.

He began talking to the warden. He sent it images of one of the warriors killing Anakin by stabbing through the warden. The creature did not like this idea and was eager to help Anakin escape.

Anakin came back into full consciousness and began moving the ysalamiri with the Vigor. By the time the others in the room noticed the ysalamiri was moving it was too late.

“He’s awake,” Nen Yim announced “hurry up and kill him.”

The first warrior had a smile on his face as his amphistaff slithered down his armed and stiffened into a staff. He pointed the poison-tip towards Anakin and pulled back, preparing for a spear attack. However, before he had fully pulled back the warden released Anakin and he was clear of the warrior’s attack.

The warrior was already thrusting forward when Anakin reached him and it was a simple feat for Anakin to use the momentum of the attack to pull the warrior forward and force him into the warden. The warden was more than happy to accept the new prisoner and was glad to be able to return some of the pain that he had received over the years. The warrior’s amphistaff did not enter the warden with the warrior, but instead ended up in the hands of Anakin. He would have preferred his lightsaber, but this would have to do.

The remaining warrior shook his head to remove the shock of what had just happened and he approached Anakin with his amphistaff loose and limp, intending to use it as a whip. He swung the whip forward intending to strike the left side of Anakin’s face but the Vigor was in Anakin now, along with the Force and he sensed the attack coming. Anakin ducked low to avoid the attack and swung his amphistaff at the warrior’s knees.

The warrior’s amphistaff had hardened mid-swing and was now coming down to block Anakin’s attack, but Anakin’s attach was just a feint. He swung the tip to the floor and used the momentum to vault himself up an over the warrior executing a magnificent Force aided somersault. He landed behind the warrior and he drew the amphistaff back. The warrior had started to turn around but before he could do so Anakin was thrusting forward, using the Vigor to find the weak point for him to penetrate.

A loud cracking and crunching was heard as the amphistaff broke through bone and cartilage, rupturing internal organs, and whatever else the Yuuzhan Vong might have. The warrior was looking down at his abdomen as the poisoned end of the amphistaff broke through to the other side of his body. Knowing death was upon him, he smiled and embraced the pain that was soon to bring death; then he collapsed and was no longer a threat.

Anakin had been focused on the battle with the warrior and had not noticed Nen Yim fleeing. He sensed a rising tension in the world ship and he knew Nen Yim had alerted the whole ship to his escape. “Sithspit,” he said as he muttered a curse under his breath. He reached out to the warden and felt it happy and content, inflicting the pain on the warrior inside. He sent an image of himself leaving to the warden and said his farewell and thank you. He exited the shaper’s room and began searching for a way to get off this rock.

 

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SWMara  833 posts
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Date Posted: 4/2/02 10:54am Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period)
Now that's a good story! Looking forward to more of it. grin

 
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Date Posted: 4/2/02 10:56am Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period)
Great fic!

 

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Tahiri  1541 posts
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Date Posted: 4/2/02 2:26pm Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period)
That was a great escape grin Can't wait to see how he escapes a shipload of Vong that are alerted to the situation...

 

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Date Posted: 4/2/02 3:21pm Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period)
great story but i have a few questions.
what does the warden look like? is Anakin in his body now? i thought it was burned?

 

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Date Posted: 4/2/02 3:53pm Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period) - Date Edited: 4/2/02 3:53pm (1 edits total) Edited By: JM-Anakin-Solo
jacen200015: The warden is just what he calls the creature that is holding him... in the first section it is described as semi-translucent and he thinks he is in bacta at first but he notices it has a green tint. It is basically a restricive gel like substance that he is being held in, and since it is Vong technology it is alive. Sorry if I wasn't clear enough with the description earlier.

And this story goes along the idea that the Body recovered was a clone of Anakin. But I will tell that whole part later. When Anakin is reunited with his family they will ask questions, because they saw him die, then he will explain what happened after they saw him 'die'

 

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Date Posted: 4/2/02 6:06pm Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period) - Date Edited: 6/11/02 4:59pm (7 edits total) Edited By: JM-Anakin-Solo
Not wanting to dissappoint here is the next chapter:

Chapter 4 – Running Man

Anakin was in his element. He was opening floodgates and allowing the Force and the Vigor to fill him. Where one stopped and the other began he no longer knew. He knew the combination could be lethal, not only to those that opposed him but also to himself. With as much power flowing through him as there was it would be easy for him to pull more towards himself.

He knew that if he pulled this power in he would be unable to tame it and he would be overcome by the dark side. While he did not doubt the dark side would aid his escape nicely, he refused to allow it control. He had to return to Tahiri and he was not about to let the dark side of the Force come between him and his love.

Anakin was in search of a ship that could take him away from this world ship. He sensed Nen Yim a deck above and one hundred meters ahead. He could feel her panic and he knew she was going to flee the world ship, this was his chance. He broke into an all-out run to catch up with her, and he almost ran right into his death. He blindly charged around a corner and came face to face with four Yuuzhan Vong warriors. Shocked for only a second, he dug his heels into the ground and skidded to a stop.

The lead warrior spoke first, “Do-ro’ik vong pratte!” His amphistaff slithered down his arm but remained limp.

Anakin quickly gave mental designations to the four warriors: the lead warrior was Scar-face; the second warrior was Bigs; the third warrior was Smalls; and the final warrior was Ugly. Anakin took the stiff amphistaff he had used before and, just for show, he twirled it in a figure eight around his head and stepped one foot forward as he was bringing the amphistaff down into an attack stance. His right arm was holding the amphistaff, pointed at the Scar-face, and his left arm was fully extended to Scar-face. He turned his left hand palm up and motioned for the warrior group to approach, the lopsided grin on his face issuing more than a dare, a challenge.

The warriors eagerly accepted, all four stepping forward to fight him. This would have to be quick, he could already feel Nen Yim moving further and further away. He would use the Vigor to detect his enemies and guide his blows, but also counted on the Force to replenish his strength and aid his fighting movements.

Scar-face was the first to strike, with a flick of his wrist the whip lurched forward, aimed at Anakin’s face, but Anakin had predicted this and he moved out of the way and easily dodged the attack. Bigs and the rest of the warriors had their amphistaffs stiffen into the infamous staff variation and they were beginning their attacks. Bigs swung low, while Smalls swung high with Ugly thrusting forward. Anakin blocked Bigs low and at the same time fell unto his back, using the Force to cushion his fall. Smalls' attack no longer being a concern Anakin focused on Ugly. Anakin grabbed the staff, moving the tip towards the ground, finally striking only centimeters from his own face.

“Have a nice trip!” Anakin exclaimed as he kicked his right foot into Ugly’s chest, launching Ugly into the air. Anakin used the Vigor to guide Ugly’s fall and made certain the warrior fell sharply on the end up his own amphistaff, which was now standing straight up. Two pops were heard as the end of the staff entered and, soon after, exited the chest of the warrior.

Before Ugly even hit the amphistaff Anakin was already swinging his own amphistaff low to the ground, catching Smalls’ ankle and bringing him down. As soon as he heard the reassuring pops that signaled Ugly’s death Anakin swung his legs up then rocked forward as he kicked, bring himself to a standing position. He towered over Smalls and took his amphistaff back and thrust it into the Smalls’ neck, with so much force that the head disconnected and rolled five feet away, stopping only when it hit one of the walls.

Anakin felt a great pain as the whip from Scar-face came around and caught his right forearm, shooting the poisonous venom into his circulatory system. Anakin cringed, but only for a second; then he dislodged his arm and used the Force to expel the venom through the cuts it had entered. He sprayed the venom right into the eyes of Scar-face, who was not expecting such action, and started trying to wipe the venom from his eyes, but he only succeeded in forcing more of the venom into his eyes and making his overall condition worse.

Anakin stopped for a second to taunt the warrior saying, “Be careful you might put an eye out with that.”

He sensed Bigs swinging before he had let out the last three words of his taunt. The attack was perfectly aimed, coming from the right and targeting his kidney and liver. Anakin knew he didn’t have enough time to dodge, but he was able to speed up in the direction of the attack and the blow was softened. He used the Force to throw himself a couple feet, making Bigs believe that he had hit Anakin with the full force of his attack. Anakin fell to the ground three feet away and remained motionless, Anakin’s own amphistaff growing limp.

Bigs had a giant grin on his face as he walked over to the body of Anakin, which appeared completely lifeless. He bent over and got close to the dead Jedi’s eyes. He laughed and said, “You Jeedai are not so tough!” and he spit at the corpse. But the spit never made it to Anakin’s body. It stopped five centimeters from his face and remained there. Bigs cocked his head and stared at his spit, which was apparently defying the laws of gravity. Then he turned his focus back to Anakin and the Jedi winked at him. Anakin’s limp amphistaff was around Bigs throat before he could even gasp and Anakin used the amphistaff as a garrote to kill Bigs.

Anakin jumped up, ready to confront Scar-face, who was more than willing to fight, but Anakin noticed the venom had blinded the warrior. So he left the warrior to himself and continued down the hall. Scar-face was no longer a threat, and Anakin was in a hurry. Anakin ignored the taunts and jeers from the warrior that followed him down the hall. Anakin needed to hurry, now was not the time to prove he wasn’t a coward, he had already done so by taking on four Yuuzhan Vong warriors and defeating them.


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He could feel Nen Yim, she was close and he was gaining on her. He felt a new sensation through the Vigor, but quickly realized it was not unlike his Force danger sense. He ducked just in time, a thud bug hitting the wall beside him. He couldn’t see his attacker but it was up ahead somewhere. He stopped focusing on Nen Yim and spread his senses out to find the warrior.

Instead he found a group of warriors. There were ten warriors in all and they were guarding the door to the upper deck, where Nen Yim was, only fifty meters ahead, and they where on high alert. Nen Yim must have realized she was being followed and she had positioned these warriors to stop him, or to at least buy her more time. Anakin doubted his ability to attack ten warriors and survive, especially if they were expecting him. He had to come up with a different approach.

Then the idea hit him. He slowly started to pull the air out of the antechamber where the warriors were waiting for him. He did not drain the air completely, but, instead, he left plenty so that the warriors would not notice the change. He walked into the room and made sure they saw him. Their weapons were already en guard and they attacked en masse. Anakin waited until they were within ten meters of him.

Then he called on the Force. The air started to circle around him, the warriors stopped to see what this new trick was. Anakin closed his eyes as he focused himself. The air around him had started to rotate slowly and eventually picked up speed. Anakin’s unkempt hair began to blow back and forth, and the warriors were mesmerized. The vortex of air rushing around Anakin continued to increase its velocity. Small pieces of Yorrick Coral were picked up and they began orbiting around the young Jedi. Once Anakin was certain he had the attention of all the warriors present he began heating up the outer three centimeters of the vortex surrounding him. The molecules in the small area began moving rapidly and they started to glow. With in a few seconds the glow had become an intense, bright vortex surrounding Anakin.

The warriors feared what might come of this attack and they charged Anakin. They had not noticed when Anakin initially drained the air out of the antechamber and they had been too engrossed by the show Anakin was putting on to realize that he had drained even more air out of the area, up into his vortex. The warriors had raced to get to Anakin to begin an attack, but they never made it. Hypoxia had already begun to set in and when they took off their bodies demanded more oxygen, unable to find it they all collapsed. When Anakin sensed they had all fallen he dropped his vortex and ran to the iris door up ahead. Even if the warriors had reached Anakin they would have been burnt to a crisp by the intense heat of the outer layer of the vortex. Anakin had been kept safe by the inner layers of cool air, which acted as a buffer between him and the intense heat. In fact he hadn’t even broken a sweat.


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She was there just ahead. He could sense her strongly now. Nen Yim was just beyond the door that now blocked his path. She had jammed the door and it was refusing to acknowledge his stimulus. What he wouldn’t do for his trusty light saber right about now. Well he would have to make due without a light saber. He opened himself to the Vigor and he could feel the door ahead, not just the door but the creature that was the door. He spoke to the creature and implanted suggestions for the creature to open the door. After ten minutes of attempting persuasion he was about to give up when all of a sudden the doors opened to reveal a dark room.

Anakin stepped through and the door closed behind him. He stretched out his senses to learn more about the room. It felt like the room went on forever in all directions. However, the room did have finite dimensions. It was one hundred meters high two hundred meters wide and almost a kilometer long. Anakin was trying to figure out what this room could be. Docking Bay. This had to be a huge docking bay. As soon as he made this realization all the lights came on and the room was as bright as daytime on Tatooine. Anakin struggled to adjust to the light. He could hear not-so-distant laughter and even though he could not see the source, he knew it had to be Nen Yim.

When Anakin’s eyes adjusted he saw her standing beside her personal yorick coral spacecraft, only thirty meters away. He did not know what she found so funny, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to know either.

“Foolish Jeedai,” Nen Yim sneered, “you have walked right into my trap.”

“Then I should be able to just walk through it like the last one,” he replied.

“Yes, that was unfortunate, for me” she said “but now you are the one that will have fortune taken away. Even as we speak, there are fifty Yuuzhan Vong warriors with thud bugs targeting you, and there are enough magma spouting weapons pointed at you to level a five-story building in a matter of minutes.” She paused to laugh again. “You will not make it out of here; if you try you will die.”

Anakin surveyed the situation. He stretched out further and could feel all the warriors poised to strike, and he felt at least ten magma weapons. “That may be,” Anakin said. “But, there is no try, only do or do not. I choose to do!” Anakin used the Force to add emphasis to his last statement; then he rushed Nen Yim.

Nen Yim’s smile broadened as she signaled for the warriors and magma-spouters to begin attacking. Anakin called up the vortex again, increasing the diameter of the vortex to five meters, he did not plan on giving any of the warriors a clear shot. As he ran towards Nen Yim he dodged and jinked trying to avoid the thud bugs. Many of the thud bugs were incinerated on the outer surface of the vortex. Those that got through were not much of a threat to Anakin as they usually went wide. However, every once in awhile one of the thud bugs came close and Anakin was force to juke more, somersault, or jump high to avoid them. The magma shots were even easier, with the Vigor he could feel them coming and either dodge them or push them into a safe vector.

Nen Yim no longer smiled when Anakin had gained to within five meters of her ship. She could feel the heat emanating from his vortex and she was forced to back inside the ship. She dived for the ramp controls but it was too late Anakin was already on board. Anakin dropped the Vortex once the ramp had finished closing and he did it in time to see a very frightened Nen Yim, take a very big gulp. While she feared for her life she was not afraid of death; death was just an inconvenience she wanted to avoid. Anakin searched the ship for only a minute and he quickly found some blorash jelly. He used it to secure Nen Yim in the rear hold closest to the dovin basal that gave the ship its propulsion. If the Yuuzhan Vong tried to shoot out his dovin basal he wanted her to be the first to go. Next he removed the tzizowyrm from her ear, he would need to understand the Yuuzhan Vong language if he had any plans on piloting this ship to safety.

The ship shook violently. The warriors had turned their attack on the ship and were already trying to destroy it. He made his way to the front of the ship and entered the cockpit. He found the pilot’s chair and sat down. He took the squirming tzizowyrm inserted it into his left ear and strapped on the cognition hood. It was quite a feeling. He had every part of the ship under his control now. Infinite data was at his fingertips anything he could ever want to know about this ship, but it would have to wait. If he didn’t leave now he wasn’t going to leave. He raised the ship, using the dovin basal as a repulsorlift and he headed to the docking bay doors. He only increased his velocity when he saw the doors were closing.

Nen Yim was shouting from the back--“You will never make it! Accept your death!”--making Anakin wish he had put some of the blorash jelly over her mouth. He barely made the squeeze through the fast closing doors, sparing only a meter on each side and dragging along some loose yorick coral the dovin basal had picked up from the door in their almost-collision.

“Yeehaa,” Anakin shouted in a way he had heard his father many times before. However, his excitement was brief and ended when he noticed the ships that were waiting for him. At less then two kilometers away those ships would be on him in a moment.


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I hope I got rid of all the grammatical errors, that's what I get for not proof reading. happy If you find any MAJOR errors please let me know and I will fix them.
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Date Posted: 4/2/02 6:48pm Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period)
thanks for clearing that up, keep writing.

 

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Date Posted: 4/2/02 6:50pm Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period)
thanks for clearing that up, keep writing.
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Date Posted: 4/2/02 10:42pm Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period) -- 2 new chapters added 4/2
Well I did it... I was able to add a 4th chapter to the story. It is still not complete, probably 2-3 more chapters but I am going on vacation tomorrow and I will be unable to update for a few days. I'm sure when I get back I will have the whole rest of the story figured out and I'll be able to complete it in a few days of returning. Until then :P

 

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Date Posted: 4/3/02 1:22am Subject: RE: The Return of A Hero (NJO Time Period) -- 2 new chapters added 4/2
Lol, that was a great way to get out of there -- just run through and knock down anything/everything in your way! silly If you're going away, make sure to post sometime soon after you get back!

 

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