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that galaxy far, far, away. I just borrowed some things to make them into
my story. I do not intend to make a profit from this.
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might be interested. Thanks and enjoy this little "teaser" (that's what I
like to call it, it's still very important to the plotline but leaves you
with many questions stirring in your head. A major cliffhanger)`Rebel Diosa
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Stars twinkled above shining brightly. They seemed they were so close I could reach out and touch them. I extended my arm and tried, but my effort was futile because no glittering light of the night did my hand touch. Instead it grabbed a handful of damp, thick air, full of the smell of death and destruction that lingered from the massacre below. On one of the tallest buildings ever built in the whirlwind of worlds that some call a galaxy, I stood, my hair whipping in the harsh wind that blew every disaster I had encountered in my lifetime in my face. It used to be part of the Senate building on Coruscant but now it was just a pillar of rust being devoured by green vines and slime, much like every skyscraper, building, nightclub, and landing bay of Coruscant.
Everything around me was lush, green, and full of different colors contrasting to the old planet-city that was filled with the grays of metals and the clear blues of the glass and the sky. Only parts of it could be viewed between the web of highways and steel that intertwined above your head. All that majesty was gone. It was replaced with organic technology of some ruthless creatures that had invaded MY galaxy. Everything I had worked for my entire life was being devoured by some plant-like monster. Who did they think they were anyways? Taking destinies away from many innocent souls and claiming the lives of mere bystanders. Families separated, loves left to be blown away by the cold night air, everything was gone. Even the memories brought pain and only made the present worse.
My hair was rustled by the chilly air and as were my dark cloaks. I let them blow and my once happy, care-free eyes, that were now dark and held a depth than any being would look into would be absorbed into their black voids and be swallowed up by the torture that had once prevailed over me, linger on the disaster below. Everything I had experienced in my younger years up until now could never compare with what I saw, and that has to be some record. I think these creatures even make Palpatine seem like some hero.
A sigh escapes my mouth. My thoughts had never gotten the best of me. I was always too busy with some business to ever concentrate on my life, or what happened to me. I had always separated myself from my family and friends. Where did that get me you ask? Nowhere, very fast, at a speed past that of light. It had cost the lives of everyone I loved. Recalling the list would be too long and too painful. The pain would consume me like love once had and I would probably plummet from my open prison down to my eternal fate. Maybe that would not be so bad. At least I would be among friends and family for eternity.
No. . . that would not solve my problems. I know somehow, someone out here, maybe not on this planet but somewhere in this galaxy, is searching for me and needs me. Turning my back on the familiar landscape that I had watched for the past couple of minutes, I pulled the cloak over my head to hide my features. I can see a new landscape, still filled with the same horrors of the previous one and even some new ones. The good thing is they don't see me. No one can predict who I am. Who would want to? If you knew who I was you would probably run.
Whipping me out of my thoughts blasts are heard from below and I look down and watch the spectacular display of lights that had consistently filled my life. One fragment of light misses its target and hits my pillar. Then another one soon followed by others. My feet start to shake as I realize that I don't want to be on top of this thing for long. Before I could react a strong force rocked my pillar and it began to fall . . .directly behind me as it knocked me off.
Quickly I fumbled with my belt and uncoiled a whip. With a flip of my wrist the black string snapped around the pillar and swung me to the other side so I was looking at the ground coming closer and closer to me. Shots still hit my pillar and once I was low enough so it was safe to jump I took the chance and threw myself off my base and onto the swampy ground.
My feet began to sink as they made contact. In a few moments I was engulfed by murky green water. 'This just gets better and better by the moment now doesn't it?' I thought to myself and I took what you would call a deep breath, if you could consider it that as I was underwater, and began to swim even though it was nearly impossible.
I conducted my swim for a few minutes before I had to come up for air. My left hand wiped the slime off my face while my right poked around for any weapon to use. Since no one was around and my blaster was pointed to an invisible foe, I put it in my belt, and tried walking though the slush and to not get nearly drowned like before.
I looked up once again at the stars as I sat down on a metal plank that was "floating" in the moving ground. "Stars don't fail me," I whispered to those twinkling specks and it seemed to me they nodded, or at least winked at my comment. Maybe it's because they hold my fate, or their existence depends on my actions. Whatever it was I couldn't debate. Time was short and once again I found myself running from a vicious tattooed soldier.
"For his anger lasts only a brief moment, and his good favor restores one's life. One may experience sorrow during the night, but joy arrives in the morning."
***
Stars twinkled above shining brightly. They seemed they were so close I could reach out and touch them. I extended my arm and tried, but my effort was futile because no glittering light of the night did my hand touch. Instead it grabbed a handful of damp, thick air, full of the smell of death and destruction that lingered from the massacre below. On one of the tallest buildings ever built in the whirlwind of worlds that some call a galaxy, I stood, my hair whipping in the harsh wind that blew every disaster I had encountered in my lifetime in my face. It used to be part of the Senate building on Coruscant but now it was just a pillar of rust being devoured by green vines and slime, much like every skyscraper, building, nightclub, and landing bay of Coruscant.
Everything around me was lush, green, and full of different colors contrasting to the old planet-city that was filled with the grays of metals and the clear blues of the glass and the sky. Only parts of it could be viewed between the web of highways and steel that intertwined above your head. All that majesty was gone. It was replaced with organic technology of some ruthless creatures that had invaded MY galaxy. Everything I had worked for my entire life was being devoured by some plant-like monster. Who did they think they were anyways? Taking destinies away from many innocent souls and claiming the lives of mere bystanders. Families separated, loves left to be blown away by the cold night air, everything was gone. Even the memories brought pain and only made the present worse.
My hair was rustled by the chilly air and as were my dark cloaks. I let them blow and my once happy, care-free eyes, that were now dark and held a depth than any being would look into would be absorbed into their black voids and be swallowed up by the torture that had once prevailed over me, linger on the disaster below. Everything I had experienced in my younger years up until now could never compare with what I saw, and that has to be some record. I think these creatures even make Palpatine seem like some hero.
A sigh escapes my mouth. My thoughts had never gotten the best of me. I was always too busy with some business to ever concentrate on my life, or what happened to me. I had always separated myself from my family and friends. Where did that get me you ask? Nowhere, very fast, at a speed past that of light. It had cost the lives of everyone I loved. Recalling the list would be too long and too painful. The pain would consume me like love once had and I would probably plummet from my open prison down to my eternal fate. Maybe that would not be so bad. At least I would be among friends and family for eternity.
No. . . that would not solve my problems. I know somehow, someone out here, maybe not on this planet but somewhere in this galaxy, is searching for me and needs me. Turning my back on the familiar landscape that I had watched for the past couple of minutes, I pulled the cloak over my head to hide my features. I can see a new landscape, still filled with the same horrors of the previous one and even some new ones. The good thing is they don't see me. No one can predict who I am. Who would want to? If you knew who I was you would probably run.
Whipping me out of my thoughts blasts are heard from below and I look down and watch the spectacular display of lights that had consistently filled my life. One fragment of light misses its target and hits my pillar. Then another one soon followed by others. My feet start to shake as I realize that I don't want to be on top of this thing for long. Before I could react a strong force rocked my pillar and it began to fall . . .directly behind me as it knocked me off.
Quickly I fumbled with my belt and uncoiled a whip. With a flip of my wrist the black string snapped around the pillar and swung me to the other side so I was looking at the ground coming closer and closer to me. Shots still hit my pillar and once I was low enough so it was safe to jump I took the chance and threw myself off my base and onto the swampy ground.
My feet began to sink as they made contact. In a few moments I was engulfed by murky green water. 'This just gets better and better by the moment now doesn't it?' I thought to myself and I took what you would call a deep breath, if you could consider it that as I was underwater, and began to swim even though it was nearly impossible.
I conducted my swim for a few minutes before I had to come up for air. My left hand wiped the slime off my face while my right poked around for any weapon to use. Since no one was around and my blaster was pointed to an invisible foe, I put it in my belt, and tried walking though the slush and to not get nearly drowned like before.
I looked up once again at the stars as I sat down on a metal plank that was "floating" in the moving ground. "Stars don't fail me," I whispered to those twinkling specks and it seemed to me they nodded, or at least winked at my comment. Maybe it's because they hold my fate, or their existence depends on my actions. Whatever it was I couldn't debate. Time was short and once again I found myself running from a vicious tattooed soldier.
"For his anger lasts only a brief moment, and his good favor restores one's life. One may experience sorrow during the night, but joy arrives in the morning."
