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Note on story:It basically is that a space rift occurs allowing someone from
an alternate universe to come into the star wars one. (I know this has been
done a lot already but don't stop reading yet.) Except that in the world
she comes from the Jedi are the bad guys and they are currently hunting her.
Twilight sky.
The streets of Cambrea were dirty and grimy. Patrol officer Austen made her
way through the filth on her nightly patrol. That was when she heard it, a
scream that cut through the blackness of the night like a knife.
She inclined her head slightly to where the sound came from.
Her partner Bronte noticed it.
"Leave it, he hissed, it's probably just an alley cat"
Austen looked at him; they both knew he was lying. There was no true law here
, there hadn't been for years. Not since "they" had gone rampant.
Something, a gut instinct, made her shake her head. "No, not this time, not
again."
"I'm going alone if I have to" with that she started down the side alley.
Bronte sighed and started down after her, "You're going to get us killed
Austen," he muttered.
Austen slowed to a halt and carefully made her way forward, her hand resting
on her holster. She heard Bronte do the same behind her. Cautiously they
both went deeper down into the Alley.
Austen was the first to see it; a group of Jedi were attacking a young woman.
She waited a moment for Bronte to catch up with her before yelling, "Freeze,
Stop right there!" She put every bit of confidence and authority she could
muster into the command.
A blonde haired Jedi whirled round, malicious anger in his eyes and features,
and he was obviously the leader of the group.
" Really? he began, I think you are just going to walk right on and forget
about this."
"No go," Austen replied. Out of the corner of her eye she checked on Bronte,
it wasn't affecting him either, he had his gun at the ready and pointed toward
s the rest of the group.
"Pity, said the leader, this will just make it a lot harder, on you."
That was when the shooting began. The Jedi whipped out their lightsabres and
began deflecting the blows. Those cursed lightsabres always made it harder.
One of them jumped behind Austen but she was ready for him, she whirled round
and kicked and knocked him backwards. Bronte didn't seem to be doing too bad
so she decided to try and get to the girl.
She skidded in beside her and dropped to the defensive. "Run, she hissed, run
now, I'll cover you."
She didn't need to be told twice and took off. One of the Jedi noticed this
and went to take of after her but Austen was one step quicker and shot him in
the back.
The leader's attention now flicked towards Austen as they had lost the other
girl. For some reason Austen began to feel her senses dull and she shook her
head trying to clear the fog. It was then she noticed what she should have
noticed five minutes earlier.
"Bronte, she whispered hoarsely, I think they have us trapped."
Bronte nodded grimly as he snapped out of the fog, "You're right they do."
The leader momentarily closed down his lightsabre.
"I gave you a chance, pity you didn't take it." He said.
"Enough games," and he removed their blasters from their possession.
Austen felt her pulse quicken. This was bad, very bad.
The rest waited to be instructed what to do. Suddenly he drew his lightsabre
again and stabbed forward with it in one quick movement. Bronte fell to the
ground in a heap.
"Bronte!!," screamed Austen horrified. She knelt down beside him to help him
but was hindered when the leader suddenly placed his lightsabre right under
her neck.
"You don't want to do that, he said, now stand up, come on now, stand up.
That's it."
Austen slowly complied, all her instincts telling her to help Bronte but she
was unable too. She stood straight, glaring at him, waiting for her death to
come.
"Aww, he started, don't worry, I'm not going to kill you too. Not yet anyway"
Something triggered inside of Austen, something made her lash out and when
she did it was hard to tell who was the more surprised. Her or him.
She attacked him; grabbing the viroblade she always kept hidden on her and
stabbed him into the side.
He collapsed slightly and two of his fellow Jedi came to his aid.
"That was a stupid thing to do, girl," he stated angrily. "Very foolish
indeed."
Austen was sure he was going to kill her but he waved away the two Jedi coming
with their lightsabres drawn.
"Consider yourself an endangered species for I will let you live, so we all
can hunt you."
Austen swallowed and tried to reply but they were gone.
She whirled round too Bronte.
"Bronte? she began.
"Go, he rasped, go, to the sanctuary. Run!"
"Bronte, she screamed, Bronte don't do this to me." She checked his pulse,
nothing.
"Bronte! don't do this to me!"
She tried to revive him to no avail. Tears streamed down her face and she
knew what she had to do.
Get to the sanctuary.
Note on story:It basically is that a space rift occurs allowing someone from
an alternate universe to come into the star wars one. (I know this has been
done a lot already but don't stop reading yet.) Except that in the world
she comes from the Jedi are the bad guys and they are currently hunting her.
Twilight sky.
The streets of Cambrea were dirty and grimy. Patrol officer Austen made her
way through the filth on her nightly patrol. That was when she heard it, a
scream that cut through the blackness of the night like a knife.
She inclined her head slightly to where the sound came from.
Her partner Bronte noticed it.
"Leave it, he hissed, it's probably just an alley cat"
Austen looked at him; they both knew he was lying. There was no true law here
, there hadn't been for years. Not since "they" had gone rampant.
Something, a gut instinct, made her shake her head. "No, not this time, not
again."
"I'm going alone if I have to" with that she started down the side alley.
Bronte sighed and started down after her, "You're going to get us killed
Austen," he muttered.
Austen slowed to a halt and carefully made her way forward, her hand resting
on her holster. She heard Bronte do the same behind her. Cautiously they
both went deeper down into the Alley.
Austen was the first to see it; a group of Jedi were attacking a young woman.
She waited a moment for Bronte to catch up with her before yelling, "Freeze,
Stop right there!" She put every bit of confidence and authority she could
muster into the command.
A blonde haired Jedi whirled round, malicious anger in his eyes and features,
and he was obviously the leader of the group.
" Really? he began, I think you are just going to walk right on and forget
about this."
"No go," Austen replied. Out of the corner of her eye she checked on Bronte,
it wasn't affecting him either, he had his gun at the ready and pointed toward
s the rest of the group.
"Pity, said the leader, this will just make it a lot harder, on you."
That was when the shooting began. The Jedi whipped out their lightsabres and
began deflecting the blows. Those cursed lightsabres always made it harder.
One of them jumped behind Austen but she was ready for him, she whirled round
and kicked and knocked him backwards. Bronte didn't seem to be doing too bad
so she decided to try and get to the girl.
She skidded in beside her and dropped to the defensive. "Run, she hissed, run
now, I'll cover you."
She didn't need to be told twice and took off. One of the Jedi noticed this
and went to take of after her but Austen was one step quicker and shot him in
the back.
The leader's attention now flicked towards Austen as they had lost the other
girl. For some reason Austen began to feel her senses dull and she shook her
head trying to clear the fog. It was then she noticed what she should have
noticed five minutes earlier.
"Bronte, she whispered hoarsely, I think they have us trapped."
Bronte nodded grimly as he snapped out of the fog, "You're right they do."
The leader momentarily closed down his lightsabre.
"I gave you a chance, pity you didn't take it." He said.
"Enough games," and he removed their blasters from their possession.
Austen felt her pulse quicken. This was bad, very bad.
The rest waited to be instructed what to do. Suddenly he drew his lightsabre
again and stabbed forward with it in one quick movement. Bronte fell to the
ground in a heap.
"Bronte!!," screamed Austen horrified. She knelt down beside him to help him
but was hindered when the leader suddenly placed his lightsabre right under
her neck.
"You don't want to do that, he said, now stand up, come on now, stand up.
That's it."
Austen slowly complied, all her instincts telling her to help Bronte but she
was unable too. She stood straight, glaring at him, waiting for her death to
come.
"Aww, he started, don't worry, I'm not going to kill you too. Not yet anyway"
Something triggered inside of Austen, something made her lash out and when
she did it was hard to tell who was the more surprised. Her or him.
She attacked him; grabbing the viroblade she always kept hidden on her and
stabbed him into the side.
He collapsed slightly and two of his fellow Jedi came to his aid.
"That was a stupid thing to do, girl," he stated angrily. "Very foolish
indeed."
Austen was sure he was going to kill her but he waved away the two Jedi coming
with their lightsabres drawn.
"Consider yourself an endangered species for I will let you live, so we all
can hunt you."
Austen swallowed and tried to reply but they were gone.
She whirled round too Bronte.
"Bronte? she began.
"Go, he rasped, go, to the sanctuary. Run!"
"Bronte, she screamed, Bronte don't do this to me." She checked his pulse,
nothing.
"Bronte! don't do this to me!"
She tried to revive him to no avail. Tears streamed down her face and she
knew what she had to do.
Get to the sanctuary.
