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Beyond - Legends The Journal of Talon Tantiss: Jedi Knight and Reluctant Vornskr Owner: Complete [DDC 2015]

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction- Before, Saga, and Beyond' started by Jedi_Lover, Jan 2, 2015.

  1. WarmNyota_SweetAyesha

    WarmNyota_SweetAyesha Chosen One star 8

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    :oops: This is one entire family who cannot and will not keep a secret! [face_laugh] [face_laugh]
     
  2. earlybird-obi-wan

    earlybird-obi-wan Chosen One star 6

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    Nice talk between talon and his dad and the whole family. And love the entries with the Vornskr feeding. He will survive[face_dancing]
     
  3. Falcon

    Falcon Chosen One star 10

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    [face_laugh] Poor Talon can never get a break

    more soon
     
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  4. Jedi_Lover

    Jedi_Lover Chosen One star 5

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    Not when it is a funny secret. :p

    The vornskr will survive. I don't know about Talon. He's gotten beat up a lot in this diary.

    No he can't. ;)



    Thanks everybody for reading. I will probably do another diary so I can actually finish this plot line.


    ENTRY 42

    We made planetfall on Hapes today. As we maneuvered the Vazy Princess into the expansive palace docking bays we noticed the royal escort awaiting our arrival. I was impressed. Along with a small military escort, Tenel Ka sent two Hapan Knights to greet us. They didn’t wear the standard Jedi Knight robes, but instead wore upper body armor similar to that of the Imperial Knights along with a lightsaber and a dangerous looking blaster on their leather belts. Over their highly polished black leather knee high boots they wore dark blue trousers with gold piping down the side.

    As we exited our ship I began to feel a bit underdressed in my standard Jedi robes, especially next to my dad who was all decked out in his Indupar dress uniform. Ben was also in his robes and the ladies decided to wear what I considered business power suits. It was not quite formal wear but consisted of a delightfully formfitting dress under a blazer. Female politicians often seen wear this type of clothing style.

    As we approached the military contingent an indoor passenger transport pulled up and a large man in uniform jumped out. I recognized him as my father’s friend Deke Tavik. He walked up to my father laughing. “It looks like you lost some sort of bet.” He pointed to my father’s pompous outfit while grinning ear-to-ear. “Does your king have a grudge against you or does Kira dress you up like that so no other woman will look at you?”

    My father’s jaw tightened as his face darkened with irritation. “Now I remember why I don’t visit you often.”

    Deke laughed and gave my father a one armed hug. “Damn, I missed making fun of you.” Deke stepped back and looked my dad over. “Where’s the sniper blaster rifle? You brought it, didn’t you?”

    “Yes.” My father looked back to where I was standing. “Bring it, Talon.” I moved forward carrying the weapon case.

    Deke grinned. “Nice.” He took it from my hand and motioned us to follow him. “The Queen and her consort are entertaining some political leaders for the next hour. I’m to keep you occupied until they’re done.” He opened the door to the small speeder for the women to enter. “It’s nice to see you two lovely ladies again. I was a guest at your wedding.” A frown touched his lips. “You probably don’t remember me since I was on official guard duty and banned from drinking or having any fun.”

    Zylie smiled. “I remember you.”

    His smile widened. “You do?”

    “Yes,” Zylie continued. “I think you spent most of your time harassing my father-in-law, Mark.”

    Deke gave a mock pout. “Ah, and I thought it was my classical good looks that sparked your memory.”

    My dad gave him a light smack on the shoulder before squeezing into the front passenger seat. “Knock it off or I’ll tell your wife you were flirting with other women.”

    Ben and I hopped into the rear seats of the transporter a nanosecond before Deke hit the accelerator and propelled us down the wide palace corridors at what I considered an unsafe speed. He turned to my father while motioning forward. “Let’s go to my office. I want to show you the Intel I have in exchange for the blaster.”

    My father folded his arms across his chest and glared at his friend. “It better be worth it.”

    Deke shrugged. “I think you will find it interesting. It is remarkable enough that I haven’t shown anybody it yet. I figured once I showed it to my Queen she’d tell Jacen who would let the Jedi know…and then I couldn’t trade the information for a sweet blaster rifle.”

    My father chuckled. “You do realize you just told me that eventually the Jedi will have this information. So there is no reason to give up one of my prized possessions. I just have to be patient.”

    Deke grimaced. “Damn!” He gave my father a sideways glance. “You’ve gotten smarter in your old age.”

    This conversation peaked my curiosity. What important intelligence could dad’s friend have that he wouldn’t immediately bring to his Queen? He would have to know holding on to crucial information might be grounds for job termination. Unless it wasn’t vital information for the Hapan government and more of interest to my father…perhaps it was about Indupar.

    After a few minutes we pulled up to an office with the name of my father’s friend engraved onto the door. He motioned us inside, holding the door for the women, and led us to a room with a large holoprojector. My father looked back to the rest of us before turning to Deke. “Can they see the information?”

    Deke looked us over. “Sure, why not. I was only keeping it secret so I can offer you a trade.” He hefted the blaster case onto his desk and opened it. He made a low whistle as he ran his fingers over the ancient blaster. “Oh this is beautiful.” He went to pick it up out of the case but my father put a hand out preventing him from doing so. “You haven’t convinced me that you have any information worthy of exchange. Let’s see it.”

    Deke grimaced but then shrugged and picked up his holoprojector remote. He activated the machine to let it warm up. “My spies snatched this information from a Galactic Alliance operative. I assume it was going to your Chief-of-State or some other high official.”

    “Wait,” Ben interjected. “Tenel Ka spies on the Galactic Alliance.”

    Deke gave us an amused expression. “Yes, but this was obtained from my private operatives.”

    “You, personally, spy on the GA?” I asked.

    He chuckled and looked at my father. “I hope you are no longer as naïve as the Jedi.”

    My father shook his head. “No, I think I working for royalty has purged that from my system.” He pointed to the projector. “Play it.”

    Deke started the projector and a fuzzy image formed above its base. Eventually I recognized the familiar armor of Void jumpers dropping from jump ships, their movements awkward and untrained. I couldn't see any brigade or company designation but if I had to bet, I would guess this was a training unit. My suspicion was verified as an armored trooper wearing an noncommissioned officer insignia ran up to ill performing troopers and started an animated conversation with them. There was no audio to the holo, and couldn't read their lips because of their full-face helmets, but it was obvious that these men were getting scolded by their superior. The NCO was waving his arms while motioning from the hovering jump platform and to the ground. He then went into a proper landing position before standing up and motioning to a trainee. The enlisted man copied the position demonstrated while the sergeant walked around the trainee, analyzing his positioning before motioning the man to rise. At this point Deke paused the video. “Mark, Talon, do you notice anything odd with the jump suit?”

    My dad and I moved in closer for a better look. “Not much.”

    “The armor is a little different in color,” I offered.

    Deke grinned wildly. “You are right, young Jedi.” He looked to my dad. “Have any guesses as to what it is made of?”

    My father shrugged his shoulders showing disinterest. “No and I don’t think any of this is worth my blaster.” He closed up the blaster case and motioned for us to follow him.

    “Wait, you’ll want to see this.”

    My father stopped, his shoulder’s drooping a little. I think he may have changed his mind over this exchange and wanted to get out before Deke proved the information worthy. He turned and frowned at his friend. “What?”

    Deke turned the holo back on. The instructor stood back and allowed another fully armored Void Jumper to walk up to the trainee. The large man had no ranking painted on his armor, but he did have something that caught my eye…a lightsaber. The trainee popped to attention as the newcomer activated an amber bladed lightsaber and positioned himself in front of the trainee. I thought I was about to witness the ultimate punishment. Was a Jedi going to kill a trainee for not performing to standard? I gasped as the man brought the lightsaber back and swung it at the trainee’s midsection. Void Jumper armor is only slightly resistant to lightsabers. If you push hard enough, it can go through the armor. I proved that when I had to amputate my father’s leg when he was bleeding out in his combat armor. When the blade made contact, I fully expected the trooper to be cut in two, but the blade shimmered and shorted out against the silvery armor.

    “What the…” Ben said slackjawed.

    Deke grinned furiously as he moved to take the blaster from my father’s grip. “Come on, don’t tell me that doesn’t interest you.”

    My father didn’t look impressed. “So? The void jumpers have new lightsaber resistant armor.”

    Deke was disappointed by my father’s nonchalant reaction. “Okay, just give it a moment.”

    The unknown man with the lightsaber deactivated the weapon and inspected the armor. He then gave the trainee a pat on his shoulder. He stepped back and motioned to the solider who then reached up and detached and removed his helmet. Underneath the armor was a species of near human that I have never seen before. His head was gruesome, with pale skin pulled taunt over its skull with no fat or cartilage to pad it. On the skeletal face were various tattoos and what looked like piercings around the man’s narrow lips.”

    “What is that?” Zylie’s shocked voice called out from behind me.

    “That,” Deke said with a grin. “Is what we call the Vong.”

    I looked over to my father. “Isn't that the species that the New Republic eradicated with the Galaxy Gun?”

    “Almost eradicated,” Deke pointed out. “There was a group of slaves called the Shamed Ones who surrendered and survived. The New Republic leadership shipped them out to the Maw to live.” He turned to my father and grinned. “Now they are training in lightsaber resistant armor. Don’t you think that is worth the price of admission?”

    “So what?”

    Deke started cracking up. “You are so full of it. You mean you are not one bit concerned that an alien species that is completely immune to the effects of the Force is now being trained in armor that is immune to lightsabers.” He turned back to the holoprojector. “I think your Chief-of-State is building a Jedi-killing army of void jumpers.”

    My father looked irritated as he shoved the blaster case into Deke’s arms. “Fine, you win.”

    Ben analyzed the image above the holoprojector. “You said you didn’t know where this information was being sent. Could somebody else other than the Chief-of-State be setting up this army?”

    Deke shrugged his shoulders. “Your guess is as good as mine.” He turned off the holoprojector and removed the information disk that he tossed to my father. “Here you go. Do with the information as you wish. I will be giving a copy to the Queen shortly.”

    My father bounced the chip in his palm for a moment before he handed it over to Ben. “The Grand Master may want to see this.” He gazed at Ben intensely. “Perhaps it is time for the Jedi to get off Coruscant.”
     
  5. WarmNyota_SweetAyesha

    WarmNyota_SweetAyesha Chosen One star 8

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    Wow, just. Just. I was expecting a sorta kinda wind-down with lots of mush and humor to wrap up in the usual Tantiss style, but this is one awesome mega setup for definitely a sequel. =D= I'll certainly be tuning in! :cool:
     
  6. Falcon

    Falcon Chosen One star 10

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    that's one heck of a plot line

    more soon
     
  7. Jedi_Lover

    Jedi_Lover Chosen One star 5

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    Thanks. I have been thinking about this story for a long time. Hopefully I can pull it off. Now I have to think of a new title for the 2016 DDC.

    As soon as 1 January rolls around I will continue the story in the 2016 DDC.

    Thanks every body for reading and taking the time to review the fic. I really appreciate all of my readers and reviewers. [:D]

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    Entry 43

    Ben and I are flying our StealthX fighters back to Coruscant and the Jedi Temple. We did spend a short amount of time with Tenel Ka and Jacen before we left. They were just as concerned about the holovid of the lightsaber resistant armor and alien Void Jumpers. The Queen was a little irritated that Deke Tavik never told her about the Vong. The commander of her personal guard simply said, “You never asked me if I ever fought butt-ugly invaders from another galaxy that are immune to the Force.”

    I can’t believe Deke isn’t in a dungeon somewhere. He probably would be, but my father saved his hide. “Your Majesty. The mission was secret. Its security rating wasn’t downgraded to Classified until recently.”

    Ben quickly ended our little family reunion and decided we need to get the information to his father immediately. Dad is going to stay on Hapes for a while longer and then he is scheduled to visit Bastion. Marcus commissioned the Karrde Corporation to haul my father around the galaxy, so we will leave the ladies to finish this cargo run without us.

    I was worried about the runt Vornskr, but my father said he would feed the little monster. I made sure he could actually do it before I left. The pup warmed up to my father right away. That was a relief.

    This year is turning out so strange. My son’s kingdom was attacked and the Jedi might be the target of the Chief-of-State and whomever he is working for.

    This is a worrisome turn of events. I hope the remainder of the year is less stressful.



    (To be continued in next Dear Diary Challenge)
     
  8. earlybird-obi-wan

    earlybird-obi-wan Chosen One star 6

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    Interesting things are happening. I am looking forward to next year
     
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  9. Falcon

    Falcon Chosen One star 10

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    I'm looking forward to the continuation in 2016 awesome ending :D
     
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  10. Jedi_Lover

    Jedi_Lover Chosen One star 5

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    Thanks! And thank you for being a loyal reader!

    Thanks! I should have the first entry up today or tomorrow.



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