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Union of the Empires greatest Warriors (Thrawn, Vader)

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  1. Lady_of_Death

    Lady_of_Death Jedi Youngling

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    Sebulba, always the businessman and only interested in making as much money as possible.

    Hope Leia buys the picture. Is Anakins pod in the museum?

    More!
     
  2. FTeik

    FTeik Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Union of the Empires greatest Warriors - Part VII

    Later that evening Leia was sitting at her desk in her appartment at the imperial palace.

    Fortunatly Isolder had had enough money with him to pay the horrendous price Sebulba had asked for, otherwise Leia would have doubted to get the image.

    Negotiating with alien races about peace and war was one thing, dealing and bargain with beings like Sebulba another.

    Of course Leia could have afford to pay the price, but not without some time and attacking some of her finacial reserves.

    Despite popular beliefe Leia and her family wern´t that rich. Richer perhaps than the average citicen, but not much.

    Leia had lost everything with the destruction of Alderaan and Han had always spent the money as fast as he earned it, if he hadn´t put it into the Falcon.

    What had been left of Luke and Leias fathers vast fortune by the various imperial rulers of Coruscant, when the New Republic had conquered the planet, had been put into a trust to compensate the victims of the empire.
    Neighter Luke nor Leia had had a problem with that, in their opinion to much blood sticked to it.

    Counted together the Solo-part of the Skywalker-family owned an old YT-3000-freighter, a country-house on New-Alderaan, an appartment on Coruscant (perhaps five times as valuable than the entire rest together, thanks to the density of population) and money in different trusts destiened for the children.

    The appartment they usally lived in at the imperial palace was owned by the New Republic and as soon as the last member of the family would have left the service of the New Republic they would have to leave.

    Isolder and his family were now sleeping in quaters reserved for diplomats and other planetary dignitaries, as was Jaina in her bed.

    About that Leia was very grateful, as grateful as she was towards Isolder and as much as she would have liked it to spent the entire evening with him and his family, she needed time to think about what had happened at that exhibit.

    Or, to be more concrete, about the image of her parents, when they were young.

    Until today the only thing left of her mother had been memories.

    The memories of the look of brown, kind eyes, sad Leia didn´t understood why, until she was grown-up, the sound of a lullababe, the gentle touch of soft lips on her forehead ... . Those memories had made her sad, too.

    On the other side she had´t had those problems with her father. With Bail Organa, not Darth Vader. Bail Organa had been everything a daughter could wish for, although the knowledge that they hadn´t been related in blood had it made a bit easier to live with his loss. And the certainty that his values and opinions would continue through her.
    As to Darth Vader ... . At the end of the day, when she had learned that he was her real father, he had been dead.

    Dead, dead, dead.

    And despite the fact that his spectre had visited her once after that, he was dead.

    He had sired her, had been evil and he was dead and he wouldn´t return.

    Point.

    Case closed.

    And now she finally had an image of her mother. Before she had grown up. Before Leia and Luke had been born. Before the sadness.

    Before him.

    And as much as Leia hated to do so, her eyes were drown to the image of the small, innocent, blond boy she now knew to be her father.

    To be Anakin Skywalker.

    To be Darth Vader.
     
  3. FTeik

    FTeik Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Union of the Empires greatest Warriors - Part VII

    It seemed to be impossible to imagine that small, innocent child to be the same person as the dark, evil Lord of the Sith.

    Of course in an intellectual way Leia had always known that Vader had had a mother and a father and a childhood, but ... .

    Force sake, in her heart, with her feelings she had always believed, that he had apperead out of nowhere, perhaps hatched from the egg of a Kraytdragon as an adult, complete with respirator and armor with the only purpose to hunt and terrorise the galaxy.

    From a certain point of view it even was the truth.

    Anakin Skywalker had fallen into a lava-pit during a fight with Obi-Wan Kenobi and emerged had Darth Vader.

    But what had lead to that fight ?

    And how had her father been before ?

    She still didn´t know anything about her mother, but the image of her father had gotten some more details.

    First he had spent the first years of his live on Tatooine like her brother.

    But unlike Luke, who had grown up on a moisture farm far away from every greater settlement, Anakin Skywalker had lived in Mos Espa.

    Leia had visited Tatooine only once and that experience had been enough to make her wish to never repeat this kind of trip.

    To imagine a child growing up in this enviroment ... .

    And to make things worse, he had been a slave.

    A slave. Before the empire. In the time of a government most New Republic historians and New Republic propaganda claimed to be a golden age.

    And not only he, but his mother, too.

    Leia looked at the woman. Attractive, dignified, with a kind look, but already marked by a hard live.

    So this was her grandmother.

    Leia, remembering her sheltered childhood on Alderaan, couldn´t help herself but wondered if her fathers actions in establishing the empire had been a late act of revenge against the Old Republic, that hadn´t done anything to free him and his mother.

    If he hadn´t cared about the slaves in the empire, because he had been one himself and had survived it.

    "What am i doing", she asked herself confused. "I´m starting to act like Luke, searching excusions for my ... my fathers crimes."

    She smashed her fists on the table and after that she put the picture in one of the drowers.

    Perhaps bying the picture hadn´t been a good idea after all.

    With that thought Leia went to bed.
     
  4. FTeik

    FTeik Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Simply up.
     
  5. Lady_of_Death

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  7. FTeik

    FTeik Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Thank you all.

    Here is the next post.

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    Union of the Empires greatest Warriors - Part VIII

    While the New Republics 31th fleet moved unstoppable towards its doom, Teosh Finn was considering his future as Sith apprentice and Leia Organa Solo spent the night more restless then ordinary, Luke Skywalker and his wife Mara were still on their way towards the last known position of Bron Terron and Lallkarow, the planet Malvac.

    The direct distance from Yavin to Malvac was fifty-thousand lightyears from outer rim to the inner rim, through parts of the core and through the inner rim again on the other side. Thanks to the increasing number of stellar bodies like suns and planets towards the centre of the galaxy the journey via this direct route would have taken twelve days.

    The Jadefire was going to manage the trip in a time-frame of three days, by travelling along the systems of the outer rim. This increased the lenght of the travelled
    distance to seventy-thousand lightyears, but because of the route the Jadefire used for the journey much higher speeds could be achived, than under the conditions of the area of the core.

    Luke Skywalker was sitting in the cockpit of his wifes ship and observing the instruments. Mara was in their cabin, sleeping, while he had the watch. In three hours they would reach Malvac and hopefully they would find a trace of Bron Terron and Lalkarrow, although he doubted, that they would find them alive.

    Luke had used the time to relax and meditate and to think how he could be that certain, that the two Jedis were dead. Only hours ago he had felt a disturbance in the force,
    like a powerful shockwave, but that had been only the last hint that something was wrong.

    It had been the third disturbance in the last few days and he was sure that it was no coincidence.

    Obi-Wan had once told him, that, according to his experiences there was no such thing like luck, according to the experiences Luke Skywalker had made there was no such thing like coincidence.

    The first time had been, before he and Mara had gone to Coruscant, the second around the time the academy on Yavin 4 had lost contact with Bron and Lalkarrow and the third and most powerful only hours ago.

    Using the force he extended his senses, searching for hints, for guidance, he became one with the universe. Deepening the trance he was watching the past, possible futures
    but no trace of the hidden threat out there.

    Then he registered something else. Moving closer and watching more carefully he discovered a shadow in the warm and comforting light of the force.

    And the shadow seemed to grow.

    Moving closer again he recognized with shock that the growing of the shadow was accompanied by a sound. A sound he knew although he had never before been aware of it consciously.

    As if he had always heard it in the background and only registered it now, because it had became suddenly stronger.

    Something about sound and shadow felt familiar. Luke Skywalker concentrated more, extended his spirit again.

    The heart of the Jedi-Master seemded to stand still, when he identified the familiar sound.

    The hissing of a portable respirator.

    No, it couldn´t be.

    Luke Skywalkers spirit moved along the shadaw, towards its origins, desperatly trying to get a look to the sound, a look to the cause of the threat.

    But the only thing he saw were eyes.

    First a pair of brown, kind eyes, he felt he should know.

    Then the image switched to a pair of cold, blue eyes, embedded in deadly pale and scarred skin, which became soft and sad, when they looked at Luke.

    This scene Luke knew all to well. It had only been minutes he had seen his fathers eyes, before his father had died, but it had been a view Luke would never be able to forget and the only relief would be, that his father Darth Vader, Anakin Skywalker, had returned to the light, before he died.

    Then the scene switched again and Luke trembeled under the burning gaze of the crimson red eyes. Reaching out with his mind the contact
     
  8. Lady_of_Death

    Lady_of_Death Jedi Youngling

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    :D
    More!
    :D

    :cool: I want more! :cool:
     
  9. FTeik

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  10. Riin

    Riin Jedi Master star 1

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    Please post! I need more!

    (I've been reading all the time, I just forget to reply. Sorry :( )
     
  11. FTeik

    FTeik Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Well, what has happened to Jacen on Yavin in the meantime ?

    Expect the answer in the next post at weekend (Sorry but the clutches of Darth Real Life have become a bit harder (holidays are over and so.)
     
  12. FTeik

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    Union of the Empires greatest Warriors - Part VIII

    Jedi-Academy, Yavin 4

    After his uncle and aunt had left, Jacen spent the most time of the morning in the company of Kilas Telm, who showed him around, introduced him to the other
    students and explained the rules of the small society the Academy was.

    Jacen had been at the Academy before of course, but then he had been two years old, guarded by his mother or his uncle and he hadn´t seen much of the complex.

    Now he got the first sights of the huge kitchen, the more ordinary quaters, the gym, the workrooms, the store-rooms, and so on.

    He made small-talk with Tionne, Kam Solusars wife, the singer and historian of the order and asked himself, why his mother was sometimes cursing the woman, until he remembered that a member of the New Republics council was called Tionne, too.

    Then he talked to Streen and Kam, who were in charge over the Acedemy, when his uncle wasn´t there, with the female Mon Calamari Cingal, who tought the students
    how to use the force for healing-purposes and some of the other Knights, who were working as teachers.

    This way he got a very good impression how the Acedemy worked, what was expected from the students and the ways they were trained.

    It was during that morning, that Jacen for the first time truly understood how gifted, if not priveliged he was, being as strong in the force since birth.
    Many of the students were less strong or needed a lot of training to be able to do things Jacen and his siblings performed half-asleep.

    Despite those differences in strenght, every student was treated equally, with as much patience and care as possible.

    The only demands of the Acedemy towards its students were the honest will to learn and the goal to serve.
    The quite and relaxed atmosphere created by the instructors and the dignified seriousness of the entire Jedi-training only underlined the noble purpose of the Academy.

    It wasn´t long until Jacen recognized that he really liked being at Yavin 4, that he wouldn´t have problems with this new enviroment, if he deceided to become a student.
    To watch the students concentrate on their training, the devotion they put into their efforts to become Jedi-Knights amazed him greatly.

    When he thought again about the less diffculties he had using the force and to watch some of the students try and train those exercises, he wondered with a small hint of guilt if it wasn´t an ungrateful waste of his talent, if he decided not to become a Jedi.

    During the meal at noon, he tried to talk with Kilas about it.

    Kilas listened patiently and when Jacen was finished he took his time to think about his answer.

    "You have to know, Jacen", Kilas finally started, "although there are billion quintillions of sentinent beings on countless worlds, during the time of the Old republic there were perhaps only ten- to twentythousand Jedi-Knights.

    Imagine how rare the gift of being force-sensetive is spread. So in the eyes of many it would be truly a waste if somebody as strong as you would decide, not to become a Jedi-Knight."

    Kilas let his words sink in and then continued.

    "On the other hand its possible that your destiny is in a totally different direction.

    Your mother should be as strong as Master Skywalker, but instead being a Jedi she has decided to stay a politician, and a very good one, if that matters to you."

    "Thank you", stated Jacen, "but you don´t have to say such things just because the head of state is my mother."

    Kilas smiled slightly.

    "That wasn´t my intention. What i wanted to say is that your mother perhaps wouldn´t have been happy being a Jedi the way like the most of the students here will become."

    Jacen looked uncertain.

    "Sounds a bit egoistical to me, if your personel happiness matters more to you than everything else."

    "Nobody can forbid you to live a happy live. And if your happy and comfortable with what you are and what you do, you are normaly doing it better.

    Think about how many lives have improved because of the work of your mother.
     
  13. FTeik

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  14. Lady_of_Death

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  15. FTeik

    FTeik Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Expect an update at teh weekend.
     
  16. FTeik

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    Union of the Empires greatest Warriors

    It was in the evening, when the need for company and something to eat caused Jacen to leave his room. To his great surprise he met Kilas in the corridor, carring a tablet.

    "Kilas, what are you doing here ?", asked the younger boy.

    "I thought it to be a good idea to bring you something to eat", answered Kilas with a slight grin. "You have been vanished for the entire afternoon and you missed dinner. Kam already got worried, but i calmed him down. I told him that you had to think about something."

    "Well, thank you, Kilas", Jacen said with a blush. With a full stomach and a lot to think about Jacen had fallen asleep only a short time after he had returned to his room.

    Jacen was grateful, that Kilas had made sure that nobody looked after him, he would have thougth it to be very embarrassing to be found sleeping by Kam Solusar or one of the other adults during the afternoon. Togeher the two boys
    went back to Jacens room, where they both took a seat.

    "Hmmm, smells good", stated Jacen looking at the covered dishes. "What is it ?"

    Kilas put the covers away. "Well, we have fruit-juice, nerf-steakes, eggs and toasted bread, as well as ice-cream as dessert."

    Jacen looked hungrily over the tablet. "You brought two portions ?", he asked.

    Kilas nodded. "Most people feel uncomfortable, if they are watched while eating. So i decided to accompany you."

    Jacen looked at the older boy in wonderment. "You haven´t eaten with the others in the dining-hall ? Just to acompany me ?"

    Kilas grinned. "Of course i have eaten with the others. But this way i was able to get a second portion from the chief of the kitchen."

    "You mean this is you already had a portion like this ?", Jacen asked with disbelief. The plates were covered to the edge.

    "You won´t believe how much you´re able to eat at my age, while growing and training every day as a Jedi", stated Kilas, "but Kam has somehow problems to believe me. You can´t imagine the difficulties i have to face to become satisfied."

    With disbelieve Jacen looked again at the plates and then back at the slim form of Kilas.

    "It seems you have a point there", he explained. "Otherwise you would probably look like Jabba the Hutt."

    "Thank you for the nice compliment", contered Kilas. "Next time i´ll eat everything by myself. By the way, we should stopp talking or it gets cold."

    "No chance", answered Jacen and grabbed knife and fork.

    --------------------------------

    After the two boys were finished with their meal Kilas asked Jacen if he wanted to accompany him to the great hall, where Tionne was telling stories and singing songs for a wide audience, meant to entertain as well as to tell the students about the legacy they were trying to follow.

    Jacen, who had sleeped most of the afternoon and wanted to know more about the history of the Jedi, was all to eager to accompany Kilas to the great hall.

    When they arrived there Jacen noticed that not only the students and their Masters were present, to listen to Tionnes singings, but a huge number of the other personel as well and Jacen remembered that "night-live" on Yavin wasn´t worth to be mentioned.

    It was a wonderful evening.

    Tionne was a good singer with a beautiful voice and soon Jacen found himself envisioning the past the female singer was describing.

    A past were the Journeys of Gav and Jori Daragon caused a return of the Sith under the leadership of Naga Sadow and Ludo Kresh and the beginning of the great Hyperspace-war.

    A past were an ambitous Exar Kun murdered his own master and declared himself Dark Lord of the Sith.

    Tionnes songs about Ulic-Quel Droma, who tried to infiltrate the forces of darkness and tried to destroy them from within, but felt victim to them. How Ulic murdered his own brother and worked together with Kun to destroy the Jedi.

    About Nomi Sunrider and Ulics redeemption.

    Songs about the brutal war against the evil forces of Brussia and their dreaded Warmaster Kaalor´daq. A war that nearly destroyed the Old Republic if n
     
  17. Lady_of_Death

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    This post was great!
     
  18. FTeik

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    Union of the Empires greatest Warriors

    Space around Attil, Trade-World of the Therilias-Autarcie

    The Corellian Corvette of the New Republic left hyperspace at the coordinates, its crew had recieved from the authorities of the Therilias-Autarcie.

    Neighter the captain nor the passengers of the ship were aware of the fact, that disobeying those orders would have lead to the immediate destruction of their ship, despite the broad red stripe on their outer hull, that marked them as diplomatic vessel.

    The Corvette opened communications with the centre of Attils Space-Traffic-Control and was soon directed by an automated control-signal towards its destiny.

    The passengers had assembled on the bridge.

    Ambassador Sefgah from Malastare, Senator Viul´Vhil from Sluis Van, Councilor Mephtadia, a Diamala and Ipkos Bork´las a Chaamasi.

    Together with the bridge-crew they looked in awe at the sight of Attil.

    Like Coruscant the Trade-World was entirely covered with buildings, so Attils colours were grey, white and brown.

    Although city-covered planets were quite common in the galaxy and nothing new to the small group of dignitaries, such worlds were normaly located in the regions of the core and the inner rim. To discover such a world in the outer rim, no, even bejoind the borders of the outer rim, was a real surprise.

    But that wasn´t the only reason for the awe of the politicians.

    It was the amount of traffic from and towards the Trade-World and the way it was organized.
    From nearly thirty different vectors ships were leaving hyperspace, formed orderly into lines and waited for permission to dock at one of more than thousand skyhooks that connected the surface of the planet with the docks and plattforms in space.

    The same went for the ships leaving.

    Freighters, bulk-transports, container-ships of all sizes and classes, all of them orchestred like disciplined musicians by a master-dirigent.

    "Black Bones of the Emperor", muttered Captain Veeda. "I hate being at the mercy of some traffic-control-system, but here you are dead without one."

    "Why do you think so ?", asked Ambassador Sefgah, looking with his three eyes at the human.

    "We performed a count of the ships out there with our sensors", answered Veeda. "If this is the average traffic we see, than Attil
    is visited by fivehundred-thousand ships on a daily basis.

    And this is only one of fifty planets."

    "Don´t let the numbers disturb you", tried Ipkos Bork`las the Chamaasi to calm the captain. "After all the entire trade of the Autarcie with the outside galaxy is directed over these worlds."

    "The entire amount of passengers and goods of, how many, twothousand worlds", asked Viul´Vhil.

    "More reason to be impressed", commented Mephetadia. "I don´t want to know how long they needed to manage the organization of such a concentration of ships, crewers and freight that is normaly distributed over twothousand worlds."

    "Sir", reported one of the officers from the sensor station. "We have discovored the cone of an interdictor-field, we are moving inside of. It seems all ships, which have left hyperspace enter such a field on their approach vectors."

    "And outside those vectors ?", asked Veeda.

    "We are not sure. But if you take a look at this hologram of Attil and its orbit ... ."

    The Captain and his passengers stepped to the holo-desk and looked at the display.

    "I can see nothing", explained Viul´vhil.

    "One moment, Senator", answered the officer. He pressed a few buttons and the image of Attil increased, while at the same moment the cones of the interdictor-fields became visible with all the ships moving at sublight-speed inside of them.

    That the area outside those interdictor-fields narrowed towards the planet was obvious, but not the huge platforms that were positioned in the centres of those areas in the orbit of Attil.

    From above the platforms looked like eightpointed stars, with a diametre of three kilometres. There was no mistakening them for what they were.

    Armed battle-stations.

    "How many of tho
     
  19. Lady_of_Death

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    I want more!
     
  20. FTeik

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    Union of the Empires greatest Warriors

    Following its path the Corellian Corvette was directed inside a hangar of one of the numerous spacestations in the orbit around Attil.

    Together with five other stations, this one was connected with the surface of the planet by a skyhook (although the designation starhook was a better one) and every of those stations was capable to house twelve vessels the size of an Imperator-class-Stardestroyer, less numbers of vessels of bigger size and more of smaller size.

    Leaving their Corvette through its main hatch Sefgah, Vial´vhil, Mephetadia and Iphos Bor´klas noticed that the activity in the hangar didn´t stopped just because some dignitaries from the major galactic power
    had arrived.

    Of course since they were here sent by their worlds and not the New Republics central government the authorities of the Autarcie thought them perhaps not important enough.

    The Ambassadors were greeted by three man, who introduced themself as Kird Yuun, Kaval Ethel and Dalor Gorb.

    Dalor Gorb was wearing a lightgreen uniform, the other two men of the welcoming comitee civilian clothes.

    "Ambassodor Sefgah, Senator Vial´vhil, Councilor Mephetadia, Mister Iphos Bor´klas, welcome on Attil, Trade-World Number Fifty of the Therilias-Autarcie."

    "Greetings on behalf of the people of Malastare, Sluis Van, Diamal and Chaamas", answered Senator Sefgah. The politicians from the New Republic had agreed on him to be their official speaker.

    "If you would please follow us, we prepared a shuttle. Portmaster Gorb will take care of your crewers."

    The dignitaries followed the two Brussen to their shuttle, while Dalor Gorb entered the Corellian Corvette.

    When they all had taken place in the comfortable seats and the shuttle was ready to launch, Viul´vhil asked:

    "Excuse me, but what did you mean, that Portmaster Gorb will take care of our crewers ?"

    "Freight and persons aboard ships that don´t land on a planetary spaceport are brought by the elavators of the Skyhooks to the surface.
    Most crews never even touch the ground.
    As soon as a ship enters one of our traffic corridors we get information how fast it can fly, what its regular ports are, how much freight and passengers it can carry and so on.
    When they dock, we are already able to offer them their next freight to transport.
    Regular flights are even more easy to deal with, so perhaps eighty percent of ships leave Attil with a new freight in a matter of one hour." explained Kird Yuun and added grinning. "Time is money after all."

    "But if ships and their crews stay for a longer period, like you and your companians, people have the need to relax, to take a break outside the hulls of their ships.

    We understand this and we want our guests to feel as comfortable as possible.

    On the other hand, we won´t allow that the laws and rules of our society are broken or only bent.

    Its the responsibility of Portmasters like Dalor Gorb to make sure off-worlders know about our habbits, what is allowed and what they better don´t try.",added Kaval Ethel.

    "Impressive", stated Mephetadia, still thinking about the comment of the one hour period between landing and take of with new freight.

    "I´m not sure, if i remember correct what you said about your function, Mister Yuun ?", asked Sefgah.

    "You can´t remember it, because i lacked to explain my position. Please accept my excusion.

    I´m the second attache of Attils Central-Trade-Office and Contract-Exchange. I´m responsible for all contacts and matters with off-worlders, that can´t be dealt by the lower charges and are more complex and difficult to deal with.

    Especially contacts that are more important than a simple freight-deal." Kird Yuun explained.

    "Only the second attache ?", asked Mephetadia, somehow disappointed.

    "Yes. After all you asked for a quite meeting and you are not here on the order of your government, although i´m sure the New Republic would greatly appreciate whatever you hope to achieve here.

    Of course i´m not able to help you as long as i don´t k
     
  21. FTeik

    FTeik Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Up.

    (Got you, whoever you are)









    Expect the next update at the weekend.
     
  22. FTeik

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    Union of the Empires greatest Warriors

    Yavin 4

    The next morning Jacen woke up early.

    He still had Tionnes stories about the Jedi-Knights in his ears and felt truly exited about the fact that he was one of the few
    beings privileged to become part of that noble tradition.

    Everything seemed suddenly clear now.

    Jacen wanted to become a Jedi-Knight, to protect the innocent, to destroy the evil and someday, somebody like Tionne would sing about "HIS" adventures and achivements for galactic peace and justice.

    Jacen was mature enough to know that only by dreaming he would never become a Jedi-Knight and that he would have a lot of training to absolve, before he would be one of the few chosen ones.

    So he stepped down into the yard of the great Temple where a group of other students was performing exercises and joinded them.

    Of course Jacen could have searched for Kilas or even asked for Kam Solusar, but neighter did he want to become seperated from his future comrades, nor did he want any special treatment.

    So he simply acompanied the other students through their exercises and tried to learn as much as possible for the morning.

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    In the afternoon Jacen was still with his group, although he wanted to die.

    The exercises had been really exhausting, but Jacen had proudly refused to give up in front of the faces of the other students.

    Being the nephew of the great Master Skywalker he felt oblieged to hold out.

    It was a matter of pride.

    He wouldn´t embarrass his family by breaking down on his first real day of training.

    What Jacen didn´t considered was the fact, that the other members of the group he had choosen to join were at Yavin for months and had needed their time, too. And nobody expected the twelve year old to equal the older students in a matter of days.

    Fortunatly he could relax now.

    The group of eight students was sitting in a circle and watched Kam Solusar demonstrating light-sword-techniques. Kam picked one student after the other out of the crowd, pressed a training-sabre into his hands and showed him how to grip the device, what movements came from the hand, how to swing the sword with the entire arm, one-hand-grip, two-hand-grip, the first easy strokes, how to block an opponent and so on.

    After two hours Kam ordered the other students of the group to exercise the movements with the lightswords on their own and sent them away, while asking Jacen to stay with him.

    Jacen didn´t knew what Kam was up to, so he waited patiently until Kam started to speak.

    "Tell me Jacen", asked Kam "how do you like being at the Acedemy so far ?"

    "I like it very much", answered the boy. "I believe, no i´m sure i will have no difficulties with the training."

    Kams only answer was to rise an eyebrow.

    "So you already made your decision ? You want to become a Jedi-Knight ?"

    "Yes, yes, thats what i want", explained Jacen with enthusiasm.

    "And because you are so sure, you already started training. With a group that is doing those morning exercises for over four months ?"

    "Ahhh, yes", answered Jacen, not knowing, what Kam Solusar was up to. "Is there a problem with that for you ?"

    "Problem for me ?

    No.

    But for you young man. I and every of the more experienced Jedis and students here could feel your exhaustion, the difficulties you had to keep up with the others."

    "Ohhh", was the only thing Jacen could say.

    "Don´t get me wrong. Your efforts are very admirable and will help you with your training, but not if you overtry it. You don´t have to risk a break down and no one expects from you to come close to those who have trained far longer than you.

    More important, you should have come to me, so we could have decided together how to begin with your training and what efforts you are capable to endure and what not."

    "I´m not going to break down, if its that what you fear", responded Jacen.

    "I believe you, Jacen", answered Kam calm.

    "But don´t you think i can judge this better than you ? And we are
     
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    FTeik Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Up, but no update (sorry).
     
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    FTeik Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Union of the Empires greatest Warriors

    A few moments passed before Jacen nodded his head in understanding. He never before had thought this way about a lightsword.

    For him it had always been a fascinating piece of technology, as well as a toy. And of course a symbol of the special status of his uncle and those like him, a small, chosen elite.

    Oh yes, in an intellectual way the boy had always known that the device in Solusars hand was a deadly weapon, as well that the world wasn´t perfect and a dangerous place to live in, but despite that and a number of dangers endured, which should have forced him and his siblings to mature more quikly than other children, Jacen had keept his innocence.

    Talking with his mother and uncle about things like growing-up, responsibilities and so on, hadn´t changed much in this regard, those grown-ups were relatives after all.

    For Jacen Leia was his mother, not the elected President of the New Republic and Luke Skywalker his uncle Luke, not the great Jedi-Master Skywalker.

    But now, when Kam Solusar was talking to him like a mentor, a teacher, he started to understand.

    "Tell me", started Kam anew, suddenly switching the topic again, "why do you think the Jedi-Knights use such an impractical weapon like a lightsword ?"

    "Impractical", asked Jacen with astonishment. The boy could think of many words to describe a lightsword, but impractical was not among them.

    "Of course", said Kam with a slight smile. "Its hum allows your enemy to listen were you are as well as its shine at night traits your position. If you show it openly people immediatly know that you are a Jedi or that you think to be one. You can´t stun people with it, you can´t use it on long distances until you throw it and its to long for fights at very close ranges. You need much more skill and time-consuming training than for a blaster. Time used for better purposes.

    So once again: Why is the weapon of a Jedi a lightsword ?"

    "Uncle Luke once said it is an elegant weapon", answered Jacen, although he was sure that wasn´t the answer Kam expected. But perhaps it could buy him some time.

    "If you fight for your live, elegance should be the last concern of yours", scolded Kam. "The killing fields are full of dead people who believed elegance more important than survival. Try again."

    Jacen tried hard to find an answer that would satisfy the Jedi-Master. Perhaps the answer was hidden inside the question ?

    "Perhaps that everybody can recognize us as Jedis. If the bad guys know who we are they perhaps don´t try something stupid.

    And if the ability to use it needs skill and time for training it indicates that other skills of us are equally developed and that we have learned the value of patience."

    Jacen saw the grin on Kam Solusars face. "Right ?"

    "Right", praised the man. "Only in parts, but you are right."

    He activated the lightsword.

    "We Jedi-Knights are suppossed to be guardians of peace and justice. You can say the same for the military and the police forces but we Jedi are to no one responsible then to ourself. There were times when it was requested of us to be policeman, judge and executioner as one person.

    That big was the faith people once had for the Jedi-Knight and when that faith was lost it didn´t took long for the order to become exterminated. The New Jedi-Order will perhaps need decades to regain this trust galaxy-wide."

    He looked at Jacen with determination and even a hint of passion in his eyes.

    "As you said it needs much more skill to handle a lightsword than a blaster. And an old saying says that a true warrior knows when its better not to use his sword.

    The lightsword of a Jedi is also a symbol of his ability to judge, the knowledge how to deal with a situation, the knowledge when to use force to achive a goal and when not.

    Those who fall to the Dark Side have stopped to recognize the difference, even if their intentions are the most noble ones thinkable."

    For a moment Jacen was at a loss for words. "You mean, people don´t have to be evil to turn
     
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    FTeik Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Since i updated "The Colliding of Empires" ..., up with this too.
     
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