Saga 21st: Book 1, The Fall *updated 12/06/07*

Title: 21st
Author: 21st
Timeframe: End of the Clone Wars
Characters: lost Jedi: Maxor, crazy gungan: Topane; OC's but some Cameos
Genre: Action, Adventure, Drama, Comedy... It's a story.
Summary: Adventures of a Jedi who leaves the order during the Clone Wars.
Synopsis: Jedi goes astray, tries to become a bounty hunter/sith. Does crazy things. I don't want to give away anything.
Author's Notes: This is based off of an RPG I did with my friends, me as GM.
Disclaimer: I own almost nothing in this story. Even the main characters would technically be owned by my friends.

Prologue:

Two halves of the same body fell onto the ground. A blaster bounced from his limp hand across the duracrete. Smoke rose from the charred cut.

The crowd stood in shock. Most of them had never seen a Jedi in action, and those who have never saw one this merciless. It was one quick swoop, no fighting. Not for the legs but for the waist. It didn't miss.

It was an assassination attempt on Palpatine. It could ahve been dealt with much cleaner. But the one with the lightsaber made sure to be rid of him. He completed his mission.

Maxor turned off his lightsaber. He would have a hard time explaining this one.

 

Alright, now you've peaked my interest!

 

Short and sweet. The story will come. Edit: We may even have a different author for the rest, with me in charge of the story.

 

I know this came soon but I figured the prolouge was short enough for me to act faster.

Chapter 1: Jedi

The Council doors slid upon just in time for Maxor to not make a fool of himself by running into it. He had flawless timing, and that is where he put all his training and focus in the force. What little of the force he used. He would much rather spend his training hours in the gym, and with the help of his 17 years of training and experience, he had grown stronger than even some wookies.

The masters didn?t approve of this training. Especially Windu. He never approved of Maxor in general.

?The council does not approve of your actions.? It was Windu who spoke first, before Maxor was in the center of the room. Typical. ?You failed your first mission.?

?I don?t believe I failed. I removed the threat as you asked-?

?Disobeying the code is a failure of the mission!?

?It was for the good of Palpatine! They were going to murder him! For the good of the Republic!?

?The code is for the good of the Republic! By killing the man you have done more harm than goo-?

?Silence!?

It was the loudest Maxor had ever heard the old frog shout. It was only during the silence that followed that Maxor realized how loud he was yelling.

?What?s done is done, no use keeping your mind on the past,? Ki-adi said as he broke the silence.

?A new mission we have for you. On Naboo, a separatist is hiding.? It was soothing hearing Yoda?s voice in a regular tone again.

?It?s a Cerean named Ti-dal. He is a minor figure but reports have placed him on Naboo.? Windu finally decided to speak after his earlier aggression.

?Capture him you must. Bring him here-?

?And no killing.? Maxor met Windu glare head on. ?He has information we need.?

?May the force be with you.?

***

Maxor knew Windu disapproved of him. Maxor always thought Windu was jealous of him. He had gotten away with no master, something that only happened because of the sudden uprising of the Clone Wars. Plus, Maxor looked like Windu.

Naboo?s sunlight interrupted his thoughts. He stepped out of the ship into the spaceport. The droid-piloted ship flew away. Maxor sensed something. A strange presence?

?Hey yousa!?

Maxor turned around. Oh great, he thought, locals.

?Exqueeze me, but mesa be wonderin? if yousa be wantin? to help mesa get off this rock.? Obviously the gungan didn?t recognize the jedi robes. They weren?t typical robes so it wasn?t as surprising. ?Dis is place not haven anyting for anyone. Yousa in??

The dialect was getting on Maxor?s nerves, ?Mesa not going anywhere with stupid yousa.? Maybe now he would shut up.

?Yousa bein sorry bout dis. Mesa gonna know people. But mesa gotta go, dayrsa wookie comin.? The gungan left but still kept talking, ?crazy creatures dem wookies are??

Maxor turned his attention to a black and silver striped wookie walking thorugh the space port. The wookie looked like a mercenary. He would know the best places for information, and luckily for Maxor he understood Shryywook perfectly. Maxor ran up to him.

?Excuse me, I was wondering if you knew any place I could find information.?

The wookie turned. He growled. The help desk is right over there.

?I mean to find a target.?

The wookie looked taken aback. Not many could understand his tounge. Who specifically, he growled.

Maxor wasn?t sure if he could trust the wookie. ?Ti-dal,? he finally said.

I?m sorry he?s taken.

?He?s already in custody??

Not yet but I?m working on it.

?Then we could help each other. I?m a jedi, you?ll get your money when I finish my mission.?

The wookie kept on staring. Fine. My name is Geyyahab. I got a tip to go to a bar down the road. You?ll be helpful.

Maxor grinned. The force could do amazing things.

***

The bar was like any other. Maxor hadn?t seen many but he didn?t need to, they were all the same.

Geyyahab and Maxor pushed their way to the counter. The bartender who knew the information was the fattest human Maxor had ever seen. The man looked like he had been standing t

 

Oh! I hadn't even realized you posted the first chapter!

Great job, and sorry again about not contacting you months ago.