Zekk, orphan of a doomed planet, gifted with abilities beyond those of normal GFFA beings... Come on. Tell me that's not from DC or Marvel. Here, I 'tweak' Zekk's story a bit, injecting some good-old superheroness into his life. For better... or worse. If you want PMs, please let me know!!!!!!!!!!! PM List Ceillean iamobiwan1970 Raptor517 I own nothing here. Here we go! ***** Chapter one: Weapon S ?What are you doing?? Zekk cried out, struggling against the grip of the stormtroopers. The crazy-eyed woman approaching added to his panic. ?No, no! Get away from me!? ?He?s surly,? she said. ?Oh, let?s just stun him. I?m sure Garowyn here will have loads of fun with him.? Her arm swept to the side, indicating a petite young woman in lizard-skin armor, with piercing hazel eyes that washed over Zekk like a scientist observing a lab specimen. Panic swelled in Zekk as the stormtroopers raised their weapons, his edginess abating only slightly as he noted them setting them to stun. Blue arcs of electricity shot from their barrels? and oblivion swept over him, condemning him to darkness. ***** Shadow Academy, Coruscant orbit Dark Jedi Brakiss walked around the glassine cylinder, his eyes never leaving the floating occupant. ?Impressive,? he muttered to the only other conscious person in the room. ?He?ll be the perfect weapon, you say?? he asked, stopping and turning around. Garowyn looked up from a datapad she held in her right hand. ?Yes,? she said. ?This boy is strong in the Force, and my modifications will turn him into the ultimate anti-Jedi soldier.? She rapped the cylinder at around the midpoint. ?This little street urchin will carve through Skywalker?s brats like a lightsaber through wood.? Brakiss turned his eyes back to the young man suspended inside the cylinder, a breathe mask over his pale face and his long, black hair floating in the bacta. He noted tubes trailing from his arms, legs and torso, gleaming and oily in the dim light. ?Quantum armor infusion?? The Nightsister nodded. ?Bonded to his bone, a monomolecular level.? She pointed to a pair of goggles over his closed eyes. ?Coupled with the permanent healing trance we?re inducing in him and the dozens of martial arts we?re flash-teaching him, he?ll be nigh-unstoppable.? A sigh escaped her lips. ?We?re suppressing his memories, but can?t erase them fully. The next generation should be more pliable then this one.? Brakiss pointed to gloves covering his hands. ?And how are the new weapons being implanted? Claws have a shorter range than lightsabers, after all.? Garowyn nodded. ?Yes, but the claws have the element of surprise. And they?re coated by the quantum armor as well. He?ll be able to use them like they use their own lightsabers. And I?ve got more modifications ready for him.? Brakiss nodded, his thoughts turning away from the project. ?Very well, Garowyn. Keep me informed.? And with that, he walked out, silvery robes swishing about. The Nightsister looked over the cylinder again and its occupant. She made some more notes before walking off, fantasies of dead Jedi and burning worlds in her mind. ***** Brakiss shot up out of bed, sweat plastering his blond hair to his brow. He quickly dressed and retrieved his lightsaber, panic crawling up his spine. He exited the room about two seconds before alarm klaxons blared and emergency lighting switched on, bathing the corridors in an eerie red light. A pair of stormtroopers ran by, blaster rifles at the ready. ?What?s going on?? Brakiss shouted after them. ?Has the New Republic found us?? One of the stormtroopers stopped and turned, hand tapping his skull-like helmet. ?Trouble in Garowyn?s lab, sir. There?s been a breakout of one of her subjects.? He turned and ran off, Brakiss following behind. He ignited his lightsaber, sending forth a pulsing red plasma blade and holding it at the ready. A cloying stench reached his nostrils before he even reached Garowyn?s lab. He reached out with the Force and felt? fury.