*Author's Note! Please read!*
Hello all! Thanks for clicking my story and I hope you enjoy! Just a few things I want to point out before you get going.
First thing first, there are almost NO reoccurring characters from the actual Star Wars games, so the whole main cast are OCs.
Secondly, the plot is also original, and takes place AFTER the Jedi Knight Story line (two of the OCs are the children of Kira Carson and my Knight, Antoni Azamiel).
Also, as I pointed out in the summary, there is the extensive use of flashback in this story, and I will be sure to point out the time at the beginning of each chapter. Last thing is that more and more characters will be appearing almost every chapter, so keep on your toes!
I hope you enjoy the story! Read on!
Ivy trailed the Trandoshan, making efforts to remain invisible as she crept behind the giant lizard. She stepped with caution and still movement, determined not to let the Trandoshan Hunter hear her- the Lizards had very good hearing. At least it wasn't a Sullisten; those things were almost impossible to sneak up on.
The launch hanger they were in was old and dirty, rust developing between various metal panels on the walls. Dust lay in a thick coating on the floor, leaving behind a history of various footprints and wheel tracks. Ivy had to make sure she stepped only in the tracks left behind by the Trandoshan in order to remain undetected.
She scowled, eyeing the leather bag that the alien was carrying. Was the artifact that she was after in that bag? Ivy thought long and hard, desperate to retrieve the thing before the exchange went down. Then she paused. She knew the lizard was involved somehow but didn't known which end he was on. Or she. Ivy couldn't tell. Master Seth didn't let Ivy around aliens enough to learn this.
The Padawon was beginning to sweat, growing tired from having maintained invisibility for more than two hours without rest. She faltered, her footstep landing loudly in the silence of the room, reverberating off the metal walls. She froze, eyes widening when the Trandoshan turned around, looking for her. Her mind kicked into gear, and she reached a hand out to an especially haggard piece of metal paneling, twisting her hand to pull a screw free and let it fall to the ground.
With a slight touch of the Force, the screw landed and fell to the same sound as her foot. The Trandoshan relaxed, gave the hallway one last look over, eyes watching the screw carefully, then continued to walk down the hall, unconcerned.
Ivy resisted breathing a sigh of relief and continued her pursuit, glad to finally be approaching the main hangar. A ship sat in the center of the room, large and just as old as the hanger, but well cared for and kept. The design was sleek and wide, but not as tall as some if the other smuggling ships she had seen. No, this one was more than a smuggling ship. If only she could figure out what…
There were several large durasteel creates prepped to board the ship. Ivy closed her eyes, Force probing for the crate she was after. Where was it? Where was the blasted thing?
The Trandoshan spoke, thick guttural sounds that resonated powerfully in the room. Ivy understood none of the slithery words, but someone else in the room did.
"I'm on it, relax," another voice spoke, Ivy's attention brought immediately to a human male, sitting on one of the crates, cleaning a pair of blasters. "I've already got a buyer lined up, you'll have your credits in a week, tops." His russet colored hair hung low in his eyes as his head was bent down, more concerned with cleaning the blasters resting on denim pants than the lizard speaking very angrily to him.
The Trandoshan responded, even harder than before. The lizard was less than happy, but it pulled out a small box nonetheless. Ivy's eyes locked on it in an instant, the object calling to her. That was it. That was the artifact.
The smuggler laughed and stood up, holstering one of the blasters on a leather belt, still holding onto the other. "Of course," he said, head still bowed.
When the Trandoshan stopped speaking and turned to growling, eyes fixed on the blaster, Ivy knew it was time to move. Something bad was going to happen and she didn't need to be Force sensitive to tell. Quick as lightning, the smuggler raised his head and blaster in one movement, firing at the Trandoshan. Ivy felt its life force drain away in an instant, the beam of the blaster shooting the lizards in the heart. Ivy held her pose and her guard, determined not to let herself be sidetracked. But then she saw the smuggler's face, and she met the true face of Hell.
Drake Haemon.
*AN*
Yeah, this chapter is pretty short. The rest are MUCH longer.
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