Beyond - Legends Caliginosity (AU NJO Fels, Solos, Jedi, Vong) ><><><><Major Tissue Warning!!! Update 6/17 ><><><>

WOW great job!! More soon?!

 

My Namewise Twin : Uhh...yeah?oops? fixed it this time though! Glad you liked it

Myria: So, either Davin's going to die because he doesn't have his pendant, or Jag is going to die because he doesn't have Shawnkyr, or Davin won't be able to save Jag because he doesn't have his pendant, or Jag won't be able to save Davin because he doesn't have Shawnkyr to cover for him, or they just have a lousy battle lost because of the above, or all of the above all at once, right? ROTF yeah, something like that!

Lt : I'll definitely get some sleep tonight. LOL sleep is good?

CG : Man, Jaina's a hardcore rogue girl! ohh yeah? just wait for it? hehehe?

Jagsgrl412 : WOW great job awwww, thanks!

Enjoy!

***

General Fel stood alongside his Chiss counterpart, his hands clasped behind his back and his feet spread shoulder-width apart, his posture exuding the confidence and serenity that he did not have inside.

?General Roshan, Glory Twilight and Insurrection are standing by.?

?Affirmative.?

?General Fel, the first wing of clawcraft has been deployed.?

Soontir nodded. ?Copy.?

?Scimitar Squadron requesting permission to launch.?

?Refused. Tell them to have some patience.?

?I copy, General,? Control answered. There was a lengthy pause in which the quiet murmurs of his bridge could be heard echoing about. ?Scimitar One wants to know why he should wait while his brothers-in-arms are dying.?

?Tell Scimitar One that no one in the first wing has died yet, and I am keeping his wing from doing just that.?

?Yes, sir.?

Soontir half-expected Davin?s squadron to eliminate the majority of the enemy skips. They were not novices, but the pure-bred cream of the crop. Probably could have rivaled my 181st back in the day?

?General Fel!? the sharp call in Chiss echoed in his ears. Soontir spun, walking at a brisk pace to the officer who had called for his attention.

Blood-red eyes burned up at him. ?Sensors report several more carrier-size craft dropping out of hyperspace.?

?Show me.?

The officer called up the location on his display, and motioned with a black-gloved finger. ?There, there, and there. And deploying?skips, I presume,? he continued.

Interesting. While the number of red enemy blips had been decreasing, now the twelve blue blips were severely outnumbered. While he imagined that Davin?s men could handle it, it was time to save the other Chiss? pilots pride from further damage.

Soontir paced the length of the deck until he arrived at his Control officer?s unit. ?Launch the second wing.?

***

?What are you doing?? the voice startled Jacen and he jumped. He pitted the lithe blonde -who appeared out of nowhere- with a steely glare.

?We?re causing havoc of course, Tiri,? Valin explained. ?Shhhh.?

The barefoot blonde mimicked Jacen?s glare and shot it at Anakin. ?Anakin Solo, you were going to cause havoc without me??

?Ri, we weren?t going to cause havoc,? he soothed her. ?We?re just ditching the old folks.?

She eyed him with skeptical green eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. ?Uh-huh.?

He broke into a wide grin, ruffling her hair affectionately. ?Come on, Tahiri, you know I can?t cause proper havoc without you.?

She combed her fingers through her hair in attempt to smooth down what he?d just ruffled. ?That?s right you can?t, and besides, Master Ikrit says we?re stronger together than we are apart.?

?Yeah, something like that,? Anakin agreed.

Another new voice spoke up. ?Whatcha doing??

?Not now, Sannah,? Valin scowled. ?You better get back to class - I can?t cover for all of us. I?m not that good yet.?

She glared at him, sticking her tongue out before smiling up at Jacen. ?Hiyas, Jacen. Anakin, do I really have to go? I want to stay here with you and Jacen.?

Jacen?s little brother gave the 11 year ol

 

Ooh, nice one. Sorry for lurking so long, but here I am.

 

OMG!!! Jaggie better end up okay!

Can't say much more, I gotta go but great post!!!

 

Interesting, I can't wait until this is resolved

You know the
Who is dying?
Who is living etc.

 

I loved the academy students! So sweet! And Jag is going to be okay, her me?

One thing...the 11 year old

 

Meep!

Nice going Cherith!

Jag! Davin!

~LtJS

 

Wow. Darn you, you got me hooked! I normally don't read full-length stories, just not my cup of tea, but you snagged me good with this one. I'm hooked! Intense.. Can't wait for next post.. Must know what happens..

 

Squishy! Got behind, but I'm still reading... still enjoying.

Jag unzipped his flightsuit halfway and slid his muscular arms out, letting the upper half of his flight suit hang by his hips to reveal the black undershirt he wore. He produced a strangely spidery contraption from his locker, proceeding to attach the 5 spindly sensors to places on his chest beneath his shirt, and along his shoulders. He rezipped his flightsuit, letting the main portion of his vital sensors package out at the collar. He slid his breather pack on over his well-developed arms and reached behind to harness it tightly.
Thank you for this, Squishy!

Jagged Fel swung up into his clawcraft, neatly dropping down with practiced skill into his pilot?s couch. He instantly began his preflight checks, gloved fingers flipping switches and checking readouts. He could do this in his sleep, with one hand tied behind his back and while juggling three cups of caf with the other.


Enjoying the Davin/Jagged sibling dynamic... The Fel siblings are just so awesome, anyway... I imagine Davin and Cherith to be just the way you're writing them...

Now, I have a bad feeling about the last post...

Can't wait for more.

 

great story it is very interesting i can not wait for more

 

Oh man I forgot about this story

But I'm back

Great post

Too bad that Jag got hit but knowing him he'll be alright.

 

Kar_Rostu : Hi! Welcome! Thanks for reading ? enjoy this next post?

J_a_J : Jaggie better end up okay! Umm?.yeah? *has no comment*

Anastasia : Interesting, I can't wait until this is resolved yeah, you?re gonna have to wait a little while longer?

flowerbee : I loved the academy students! So sweet! Thankies! He he, they?re a fun bunch? the 11 year old yeah, I think Sannah is 11?but I guessed on her age, I thought she was two years younger than Val? not sure?

Lt: Meep! LOL, that is an awesome response ? exactly what I was aiming for

Gloria : I normally don't read full-length stories, just not my cup of tea, but you snagged me good with this one. I'm hooked! [face_victory] Yes! I win! I am really glad you?re hooked!

red: Thank you for this, Squishy! Hehe, it?s as close to J/J mush as I can get right now and I figured I should toss in something nice for my fellow J/Jers The Fel siblings are just so awesome, anyway... I imagine Davin and Cherith to be just the way you're writing them... They are awesome? I?m waiting for some canon fics to feature them, like that?ll ever happen? lol

Yun-Harla : great story it is very interesting i can not wait for more Thanks!!

Chimpo : But I'm back Yayy Chimpo, you came back! Don?t get your hopes up too high for dear Jaggie? [face_innocent]


Post momentarily, gang! Sorry for the delay, the holidays were hectic!

~jg

 

***
?I have got your back, Saber Five. I will take that skip.? Davin said calmly, gunning his engines and heeling his fighter around. His vision swam and his chest compressed as he executed the maneuver, too fast and tight for his inertial compensator to keep up.

He noted, suddenly, that Jagged was hailing him on a private channel. He flipped his comm board to a private channel to his brother.

?If you can get him quickly, then do it. My clawcraft will not hold together for much longer.? Jagged?s voice was tight with tension.

?You mean to ram the cruiser.? It was not a question. Dav knew what his brother was thinking. ?It is good to know that you trust my abilities.?

?Lost my upper starboard.?

?Ktah! Hold it together ? I am coming!?

?You are not coming fast enough.?

Davin barely controlled his frustration. ?This is the best I can do, Jagged. Work with me here.?

He watched his brother jink low and jerk high, swiveling and spinning around to avoid taking any more hits from plasma. That cruiser was getting closer, looming larger in his forward viewport. Suddenly, an idea hit him. If I shunt all power to my engines, I can get there fast enough?

He flipped off his shields, forcing all power into his engines. Though his ship was damaged already, it was not too terribly as to affect his engines too terribly. He could feel himself pressed into his pilot?s couch as he accelerated.

I am coming, Little Brother. Hold on.

***

Jagged felt no fear. He really did not want to die ? his death would crush their mother, but if he were going to die today, he would go out nobly and not let some foreign pilot smoke his butt. That?s why he was headed for the cruiser. He knew they most likely had realized what he was doing, but that was the best plan he could come up with.

They say your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. I wonder what my life will look like in the millisecond I have to think before I revert into free-floating atoms? Focus, Jagged ? you shall know that answer soon enough! He chided himself, deftly dodging another plasma missile.

Truly enough, he felt little remorse over what he was about to do. His family would grieve ? Dav and Mother would take it the hardest ? but he hoped they would understand.

?Do not do this, Jagged.? Davin?s voice filtered in.

He chose not to acknowledge his brother, instead eyeing his aft sensors to see where Davin was. Surprise flickered across his face ? he was coming in faster and sooner than Jagged had anticipated. How did you?

Realization dawned, as if a glowrod had suddenly been lit above his head. He?s diverting all power to his engines to get here in time - ?Lieutenant Commander, I would consider it foolish and risky for you to fly without shields.?

?I did not ask for your opinion. I have been known to take risks, although few and far between.?

?What are you thinking ? you will get us both killed. Turn back before it is too late.?

?No, Jagged. You are wrong. I shall save you.?

?Always the hero.?

?That is me.?

?Moactan teel.?

?I am not going to banter words with you, Jagged. Focus and we will both survive.?

Jag grit his teeth. Well, Davin is an even better pilot than I am, and he must have some sort of plan, he reasoned. Please do not prove me wrong.

?What do you have in mind??

?You must breakaway from your course ? my plan will not work if you still end up smashing into the bow of that cruiser.?

Jag double-clicked his comm. Cold sweat that was beaded down his forehead now trickled down the sides of his face, the only sign of tension or stress shown by the youngest Fel son. He veered hard to port, watching the coralskippers in his pursuit follow. He now had three on his tail, and it looked as though more were vectoring his way.

***

?Break port,? Davin instructed. He watched in satisfaction as his little brother neatly and crisply executed a port roll. Seconds later, a pair of grutchins shot out, exactly where Jagged?s clawcraft would have been.

Davin pushed his

 

Jag's a good pilot, Jag's a good pilot *keeps chanting*

That was evil

Can't wait till next Monday

 

*takes up the chant* Pure evil! *falls off chair*

 

Anastasia : Jag's a good pilot, Jag's a good pilot Yes, he is... isn't he? [face_question] Well, I hope so...

flowerbee: Pure evil! *falls off chair* LOL, thanks... *cues evil laughter* *and decides to dispatch a Chivalrous-Jag to help you up from your fall...

 

More? Please?

~LtJS

 

Wonderful!! More please?

 

Sorry for not posting regular, as I had thought. My good friend's mom passed away in the middle of last week really unexpectedly and everything kinda got turned upside-down and shoved to the back burner. I just got back from the funeral (man do I hate funerals) and so this post is coming to you unbetaed but I figured my beta wouldn't be too mad (right, Namewise twin?) and you guys wouldn't mind... ) So for your reading pleasure.... Thanks for your patience, ya'lls!

Oh yeah. Tissue warning!

***

General Soontir Fel surveyed the damage over the holoproj screen. It seemed to be, for the most part, a draw for both sides. The Yuuzhan Vong were seemingly pulling back, if only to regroup, but Soontir wasn?t about to let his suspicions down.

Roshan stood next to him, ruby red eyes burning into the display. ?Commence mop-up,? he announced into his headset in cool Chiss.

Soontir tipped his head, adding quietly into his headset, ?All forces are ordered to wrap up and return for regroup.?

Thumbing off his headset, he turned to Roshan. ?Ugly.?

Roshan nodded once. ?Indeed. Someone forgot to inform the Yuuzhan Vong about the rules of fair engagement.?

Soontir snorted, letting a minute grin creep on his face at the General?s dry wit. ?If they do not play by the rules, I see no reason why we should either.?

?You have a plan.?

?Yes. You do as well, I trust??

?Naturally. I am also positive that Davin will have an interesting twist to add.?

Soontir was about to respond when a voice he recognized resounded over the soft din in the bridge. ?General Fel, here!?

Cherith. She sounded as close to panic as she was able to get, her true emotions restrained by Chiss protocol. He wondered briefly what it was before spinning and striding to her station.

***

Davin blew out a long breath. Jagged?s shot was true - yet he was getting no sensor readouts from his starboard side. He experimented with his shadow of a worry, trying to bring his starboard cannons online. Nothing. He nudged the acceleration on his starboard engine to attempt to right his course and take himself out of the spin, but unfortunately Jagged?s shot had fried his starboard side on his ship. That grutchin must have buried itself into my main power cores when he shot it off. Ktah.

He let himself drift through space, a slight rotation in his course due to the force from the single shot Jagged had fired.

?Davin? Are you still with me??

Davin considered for a long moment. Dare he respond and then force Jagged to try and save him? Jagged would not leave him to his almost certain fate; he knew his own brother would never do that. He could never do that. If he kept silent, killed all signs of life, there was a chance he could drift close enough to the damaged Vong craft to kick in his accelerators last minute to ram it? but he knew guilt would slowly eat Jagged from the inside out if he thought he had fired the shot that killed his brother. ?I copy, Jagged.?

He could almost see Jagged?s shoulders sag in relief. ?We should be getting home then.?

?Jagged??

?Davin, do not start with me.?

?I am not going to be going home this time, Little Brother.?

?No!?

?Jagged, it took out my starboard wing.?

?Eject.?

?And let some skip kill me passing by? Doom myself to a dishonorable death? Hell no, Little Brother. I am going to take as many of them out with me as I can. I have to do this. It has to be this way.?

?Davin, please! Do not do this!?

?Go back, Jagged. I do not want you caught in the blast radius. I do not have time for this, Jagged.?

?Davin!?

?Do I need to make myself clearer, Lieutenant ??

Jagged?s next answer came out in a rush. ?What about Wyn? What about Mother??

Davin?s heart fell. ?Tell them,? he paused. What do I say? His words tumbled out in a rush, spilling forth as he numbly realized the what was really going to happen to him. ?Tell them I love them. I did not mean for this to happen. Tell them that. Tell Mother I love her and not to m

 

Very good, says I. *grabs tissue* awwww. *sniffles*
Loved the interaction between Davin and Jag, and poor Soontir's reaction.

 

No! Davin! Great post, if very sad. I loved the interaction between Jag and Davin.

~CaD

 

*nervous waving* Hi. I usually lurk, but I might have PMed you before. Love this fic and have since it started. One of my favs on this site.

Just read the latest chapter and it was horribly sad and made me cry. Wonderfully done, but really horribly sad.

Poor Jag. He's going to blame himself and be very very miserable for a while.

The last words to everyone were just tear jerkers. To Wyn and to Cem especially. That he didn't want to talk to Cem and his father was really realistic.

The way the emotion in that exchange was played out was just really well done. Two strong men who try to be Chiss, dealing with a situation like this... Very convincing and in character.

Man, I cried my eyes out when you switched to Jag's POV. The whole chapter was depressing, but from Jag's POV, with him trying to be strong and brave, it was just so much more.

Cherith's thoughts about hoping Jag would find a way to save Davin was dangerous. I hope she doesn't blame Jag for not being able to save him.

Jag and Davin's exchange had me tearing up, but Soontir's reaction was horribly heartbreaking and really got the waterworks going. That last line just made me start hurting for them.

I kept hoping that Jag would come up with some brilliant idea to save the day, but my hopes were dashed like the gold blip against against the frigate.

It's fics like this that make me love/hate angst.

Aside from fic commentary, I also wanted to tell you how sorry I am to hear about your friend's mom. My best friend lost her dad unexpectedly a year ago and it was the most horrible time in her life, and so I know what you're going through.

I'm sure you're already doing it, but the best thing you can do is be there for her, especially after the rush of the funeral. From my own experience with my friend, the worst part is when everyone goes home and the family goes home and the parent isn't there anymore.

As much as I'd love to see more fic, I completely understand that you've got more important things on your mind than a fanfic. Or, if writing helps you feel better, I hope you're able to write your heart out and feel better that way.

I hope things settle down soon for you, and that you're able to help your friend as much as you both need.

Again, I'm so sorry.
-Zetta

 

I say: I say: NOOOO!!!!!!!! I say: I say: DEATH TO THE VONG!

 

[face_shocked] [face_shocked] [face_shocked] [face_shocked] [face_shocked] [face_shocked] ...


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He went out with style

 

Wow great job! *grabs tissues* That was good!!