William F. Robinson, II.

Sept. 20, 2007

Age: 18

War of Force

Prologue: Star Ship Hope

10 years ago...

As far back as he could remember the Jedi and the Sith had always been at war. The sight and smells of the battle field were all he had known. In Star Ship Hope, when he impaled his old master, Valandra Fas, in the stomach with his bright red blade, he savored the moment of victory, deeply inhaling the fumes of her simmering flesh. The moment reminded him of the glorious battle field of gore on the Taythinne planet; a planet where the Jedi and Sith did battle when the war was at its peak of fatalities. All his life he'd been trained to take out the dangerous dark threat of the Sith, but fate decided to handle things differently.

He de-energized his light saber after impaling her and re-energized it to strike the final blow. Out of nowhere, her padawan, Szhin Vwe, jumped in the way and intercepted the attack with his saber.

Though strong and bold, Szhin Vwe was also hesitant and unsure of himself. Cypron Cvingh knew this already. They trained under this very same master that now lay on the ground in a puddle of her own blood. They were also brothers.

The two brothers locked eyes. They were rivals to the bitter end. One corrupt by his lust for power; the other purified by his hope for peace.

"You are no match for me, Szhin. You are no match for the dark side of the force!"

Cypron used the force to break the saber lock they were in and spun down to the ground to not only dodge his brother's strike to the neck, but in a swift attempt to slash Szhin's legs off. Szhin jumped over Cypron and once he landed, summoned all the force in the ship to force push his brother out of the vibranium door entrance from which he came. He raised his right hand towards the metal door and it slammed shut. "Do you know how many Sith we've killed that said that very same thing?!" he shouted at the door. Immediately, he ran over to his master in need.

"Master Fas!" Coming to aid her, he realized her blood was everywhere. With all the blood on the vibranium floor, it would seem that she would have none left. He was surprised that she was still alive. His brother would have been impressed, if he wasn't trying to kill them.

"Hurry Vwe… There's no time…" She coughed up more blood and after struggling to maintain her breathing, reached in her pocket with her right hand and pulled out a compass-seeker.

"What's this?" he said in a slight panic while holding her left hand with both of his. He was trying to keep himself calm. With him being in an exploding ship, and a lunatic Sith trying to kill them, he had a lot on his mind.

"Take it… It will lead you to the Weapon G-U…" She momentarily looked to the ceiling and concentrated on her breathing, no matter how painful it was.

"What is Weapon G-U?"

Szhin suddenly heard loud booms coming from the door. His brother was trying to get in. Cypron used the force to help him with the strikes of his fists.

Valandra Fas spoke to Szhin Vwe with intense pain accompanying every word. "It's the Jedi's last resort against the Sith… The Jedi are losing this war… There are few of us left… Weapon G-U is hidden in a galaxy far, far away...on a planet called...Earth…" More blood gushed from her mouth, and landed on Szhin's clothes and boots. Szhin stared at it with a blank face for a moment, then brought his attention back to his dying master's last words. "Find it...only then will...the galaxy...be...saved..." The color of her eyes flushed from a beautiful green to a cold-dead white. She still struggled to maintain her breathing.

Szhin took the compass-seeker from her freezing finger tips and read the coordinates. "But Master Fas! The coordinates are too far away! I'm still an apprentice!"

The thrashing on the door was gradually getting louder. The door was getting weaker. It was at its breaking point. Valandra Fas, Szhin's Master, managed to get one last sentence out before Szhin left the room. It was a phrase very familiar to the Jedi when they departed. She said, "May the force be with you…"

"May the force be with you too, my master." And with that, he left using the force to increase his speed as he ran down the tunnel path at the side of the room leading to the escape pods.

At the exact moment Szhin jolted towards the tunnel, the titanium door blasted open with a wave of sith lightning electrocuting anything in the room. Cypron slowly entered the room, scanning for his "prey." His prey was gone. But he did notice his old master still dying in the puddle of her own blood. "Master, I'm 'shocked' to see you still alive." He lit his light saber and smiled. "Let me help you…"

Szhin entered the escape pod chamber and noticed two pods left. "Two escape pods? That won't be necessary." He entered the first pod, energized his saber, and slashed the controls. He hastily jumped out and entered the second pod, walking through its automatic anti-energy shield. His brother ran around the corner just in time to stop him, or so he thought.

"Stop! Fight me brother!" Cypron shouted as he stopped his stride and energized his light saber. He threw it a great distance with pin-point accuracy at Szhin Vwe's face. The force field to the entrance of the escape pod de-energized the light saber as it passed through its barrier. Though non-lethal, the handle hit Vwe in the face with the impact of a force punch with brass knuckles. Szhin yelled in pain with his hands on his face and the light saber handle fell on the button for launch. The second escape pod launched and escaped the dying ship. "Damn, that was my favorite light saber!" Cypron shouted as he watched the pod escape.

The ship started exploding all around him. Thankfully, there was another escape pod. Cypron force ran into the escape pod and hastily pressed the button for launch. He narrowly escaped his death on Star Ship Hope… Or did he? Once the wave of the exploding ship hit his pod, it was out of control.

"What the Hell?! How do you work this thing?!" That was when he noticed the problem--the controls were destroyed. Because of this, his pod would have no since of direction. He could float anywhere in uncharted space. "Shit… I'm going to be lost in space…" He quietly mourned to himself as the escape pod became his trap and floated off into the vast emptiness of uncharted space.

Szhin stared at the compass-seeker and became lost in his deep thoughts. "I am one of the last Jedi in the galaxy…and I'm no longer an apprentice. Because I'm one of the few, one of the brave, I have no choice but to be a master now. I can't find Weapon G-U by myself… I'll need…an apprentice."