The Shadow of the Darkness- Post RotJ New Universe. New characters.

*disclamer: I only own the idea and new people, planets, tech, you know the deal. *


Star Wars
Episode Seven
The Shadow of The Darkness

Twenty years have passed sense the Battle of Endor. It seemingly is a bright time for the galaxy. The New Republic is returning the Galaxy to where it once was, a thriving, successful piece of the universe. Former Princess of Alderaan, Leia Organa-Solo is now the Supreme Chancellor, and has been successfully in convincing several of the Systems from the Outer Rim in joining.

On Coruscant Luke Skywalker has been successful in training a new generation of Jedi Knights, led by Norm Astrom, these keepers of peace are now training more protectors for the galaxy. But little did they know an ancient threat was among them...

Chapter I The Gift

Kyam Dumar, Jedi Padawn stood waiting, feeling the force flow through him. He let it engulf him, guiding his movements. With lightning fast reflexes he spun out of the way just in time as a large metallic appendage whizzed by. In one flowing motion he spun, grabbed the droids "hand" threw it over his hip. Then crushed its head with a large sweeping ax kick sending sparks and dark red oil spilling onto the floor of the Jedi Temple's training facilites.
He ducked as a red hot blaster bolt whizzed past his head. He jumped thirty feet in the air, powered by the Force, and ignited his lightsaber. Landing behind the droid he spun and cut off its head and continuing into a crouch and in one fluid motion separated the droid in half at it's "waist."
Standing up, twirling his deep blue blade, he stood and faced his next foe, a Jedi training droid, armed with a lightsaber and able to fight at various skill levels.
He started weaving his saber in a defensive motion. The droid struck with blinding speed. Useing the "old" style, striking with the sabre like a rapier. But was met with Dumar's own blade. They went on for minutes, Kyam slashing at the driods joints, and the droid stabing at various points. He jumped backwards, landed and threw his lightsaber. Guided by the Force, his blade hurdled like a boomerang. The Droid had no chance. It fell with a loud clup, it would take weks to fix all the droids, if they could be fixed at all.
Kyam deactivated his lightsaber, and looked over at the clear viewing panel into the training room. His Master nodded his head in satisfaction.
"This droid was set at Jedi Knight level." Kyam said, examining the upper piece of the top of the line training droid.
"I know," said his master, "because I put it on that setting." Kyam just looked at him. "You are well past Padawn level of saber skills, you know that. Soon you will pass me." Astrom said smiling.
"I don't know about that." Kyam said in a small voice. He really looked up to his master. He was a father figure to Kyam, with his own dying when he was young. He was only seven.
"But you are wasting to much energy, twirling you lightsaber and all that." Astrom said, knowing the answer to come. But he had to try to make a show of it.
"I can't control it." Kyam said. "It's just the Force. Kind of a subconcinse thing." He added. "Oh well, do you want to duel Master?" He asked eagerly. But then heard a low buzzing noise.
"Kyam, the council and I want you to learn to use this." Astrom said, handing Kyam a very long lightsaer hilt.
" Is this what I think it is?" He asked looking at it, turning it in his hands. "A double bladed saber?"
"Yes, You are possiblely the best at dueling in the galaxy. The council belives you are the person to preserve this legacy. Wait, that's my comlink." Astrom said and quickly went over out of Kyam's hearing range and answered it. He stayed there a minute, nodding his head. His dark brown hair flowing off to the sides. He walked back over to his young apprentice, only seventeen standard years old. "The Council wishes to see us immediately."
"Lets go." Kyam said excitedly.
They walked out of the training ar

 

Read this PLEASE!!!!

 

chapt. 2 is almost done. Hopefuly I'll post it today.

 

chapt 2.


Star Wars Episode Seven
The Shadow of the Darkness

Chapter II- The Meeting
disclamer- I only own the new stuff.
A sleek black starship flew steadily towards a blue and green planet. At the controls sat a tall muscular man dressed in a pitch black cloak. The cockpit was completely silent save for the buzzing of various cloaking and shielding devices. The man adjusted the controls slightly towards a docking station.
The ship landed unchecked, and when the hatch opened, the man was met with a squad of blue armored troops pointing blasters at him.
"You! Identify your self!" The captain said. Pointing his Xalco 9-47 rifle at him.
"I am expected by your master, I suggest you drop your weapons now." The tall man in black said. His voice was soft, but it dripped with power.
"Yes, sir, this way." The captain said with no farther inquires.
The troopers lead their visitor down several highly decorated hallways. Soon they arrived at a pair of blast doors made of gold. The man just shook his head. I could brake these down right now, he thought, these couldn't hold up against anything.
The doors opened to reveal a tall human man with long greasy blond hair held up in a ponytail. He was dressed in what appeared to be fine Corillian silk, deep red with yellow trim. He had a strange aura about him. Not exactly anything dangerous, just a feeling of general distrust.
"Welcome to my humble abode, My Lord." The man said. His voice dripped with fake humbleness and true fear.
"You mean my abode, Smythe, seeing how I paid for it all." The dark figure said. His voice full of an unseen power that gave Smythe a bad feeling in his stomach.
"Yes, my Lord. I have made all your requested arrangements. Please come with me into more private area where we may dicuss bussiness." Smythe said sweeping his arm into the richly decorated private chambers.
They walked in and sat down at a large cirular carbonite table. "Everything is in place, m'Lord. The plan will go down perfectly." Smythe said.
"Don't be overconfident. Alot of things can go wrong. There are two Jedi on there way. They won't know about anything. Make sure the never leave." The dark man said never taking off his hood. "Oh, yes Smythe," he said as the man was leaving," Be sure to upgrade security I got in hear without even being spotted."
"Yes my Lord." Smythe said shortly and left. I have got a bad feeling about this. He thought as he left.

 

bumpity

 

Just a friendly notice: Shadow is spelt wrong in your title. You forgot the 'a'. Characters is spelt wrong too.

To fix that just edit your first post and change the Subject line.

 

Jedi Hope you story is amazing

 

bumping my own thred is cheap, but i must.

 

Good beginning.. remember spell check is your friend.

I await more.

 

I shuld have chapter three up soon.

 

Star Wars
Episode VII
The Shadow of the Darkness

Chapter Three- The Arrival



Kyam Dumar walked slowly towards the hangar of the Jedi Temple. I don't like this feeling. He thought. I haven't felt this for years. Since Dad died. Ten years......
"Kyam, this way." Norm Astrom, his Jedi master said. "Are you feeling okay? You are usually already prepping the Hope." The Hope he was referring to is the Jedi Hope a modified Corillian 789 Z-Series Ion ship.
"Okay, I'll go start her up." Kyam said without much enthusiasm.
Why is he acting this way? He said he felt something differant* but it shouldn't effect him like this. (*See chapter one) Astrom thought. He's never like this, even in hopeless situations he's never down. Like on Mon Calimari, he was by himself against at least twenty warriors, but he made it out smiling. Something must be wrong.
" Are you sure you're okay, Kyam? You seem distracted. It's not like you to be that way." The Jedi Knight said. To him Kyam was more like a Brother or Son than a Padawan.
"I'm sorry Master, I'll do better." He said not looking up from the panel he was checking.
" Are we almost ready?" Astrom asked sitting down in the cockpit with his Padawan.
"Yes, Master, everything is all set." Kyam replied.
"Then lets go." Norm said.
"All right, here we go!" Kyam said with his usual enthusiasm.
The ship suddenly hummed alive. Its glowing ion engines activated, suspending it a few feet off the ground. In the cockpit Kyam hit the thrust and the ship rocketed away into Coruscants atmosphere.
This is where I belong, with the stars. Kyam thought. But I'm needed. Dad said it would happen like this.

"Kyam, one day I'll die, then someone will come to find you and you will become the most powerful Jedi in the Galaxy." He had said. I'd never understood. He thought.
"Kyam, time to go to lightspeed." His master startled him out of his trance. "The cordanince or ready." He continued.
"Okay Master, you strapped in?" He asked. His friend nodded his head. "Then lets go!" He shouted slamming on the hyperdive control. The two Jedi jerked back in recoil, as sliver blue stars raced together in front of them. After the initial thrust they settled down. Kyam unbuckled his safety harness and walked towards a bulkhead door.
"Where are you going, Kyam?" His master asked.
"To meditate." His friend replied shortly. "Its on autopilot." He added as he punched in the security code.
Kyam walked down a narrow gray shaft separating the cockpit from the cabin. He punched in another code and entered a square, plain room. It was totally empty, a perfect place to calm ones emotions. On trips in the Hope Kyam would often come here to meditate or practice various lightsabre techniques. Now he sat in the center of the room, legs folded under him and closed his eyes.
He let his thoughts play out in his mind, trying to find the cause of his worries. He found they all came back to either his brother or father. What's wrong with me?
He was interrupted by his master sticking his head through the door.
"Is something wrong master?" Kyam asked.
"That's what I came to ask you." He replied. "Come on lets duel." He said taking out his lightsaber and setting it on its lowest power setting, just enough to give a searing kiss if you are struck by it.
"Okay." Kyam said standing and igniting his new double bladed saber and setting it accordingly.
His master struck out with an overhead attack that was met with the left blade of Kyam's weapon.
"You seem troubled, young Padawan." Astrom said preparing to strike again. In a flash Kyam spun, bringing his weapon into a vertical position in his hands, arching the right saber blade at his master's neck. It was met with a block, but Kyam quickly brought his left blade up into his masters sternum scoring the first clean hit.
"Nice work Kyam, you've been practicing." He observed.
"Thank y

 

It's got potential, kid. Seriously though, your storytelling skills are quite impressive for one your age, and in my estimation, are beyond many people that are much older than yourself. Keep on writing!!