STARWARS
The Search for Light
Disclaimer: All elements used are expressed copyrights of LucasFilm Limited and George Lucas Himself. The StarWars
Universe will be his and ALWAYS be his but without his disclaimer or the ideas he has made these short stories would have
never existed.
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Prologue - I
It was a beautiful day on the planet of Chandrilia, one of the first since the fall
of the Galactic Empire just years ago. Down on the surface, confused galactic citizens
wondering who to turn to, what political stand to take but not in the town of Ja'twair, far
from the capital, and far from political worries. Here lived a settled down Jedi Knight, a
follower of the lightside of the force. Tibias was not just any Jedi, the force was his ally
and a powerful ally it was. He was working on a power converter for his swamp speeder
when almost night had fell upon the side of the planet.
He entered his home with no cares, no worries about the Galactic Empire for
the second Death Star had been destroyed and the Imperial palace of Coruscant had
been leveled to the ground forever. No matter how good all that was, something was
still there, lurking in the corners of his mind. He felt it, the force was telling him it
wasn't over but he ignored it. Tibias always expected the worse so he thought it was
just him so he went to sleep peacefully.
During his slumber he had a dream, a dark figure immerged from smoke and
he carried an orange lightsaber with red outlining. In this dream, he and this mystical
figure fought back and forth and Tibias was slung to the ground and the final slash from
this figure was about to commence then he woke up breathing heavily and sweating
above his brow. Letting out a deep sigh, he was thankful it was only a dream and took
a look out the window and realized it was morning. He took a peaceful walk into the
city just a few miles up the path.
Crowded, smelly, and disgusting to his taste he walked through to the market
for supplies and was suddenly surrounded by a crowd of angry city people whom Tibias
had remembered making them mad a first time. He slid his hand into his coat and
clenched his lightsaber and looked at all the men smiling evily all with charged laser
pistols against their belt.
"What can I do you for?" Tibias asked.
"Give us your money old man..." The leader of the group said.
"Come and get it yourself.." Tibias said.
The man smirked and aimed his pistol at Tibias and smiled real big.
Tibias flipped onto a crate behind him and extended his lightsaber and flipped back
down making trim slices at the threatening theif. Soon all the theif's clothes came off
and he ran away followed by his gang and Tibias holstered his laser sword and walked
back to his house with a grin....
He walked back and noticed a young man sitting on his doorstep. It was
Darrius Kai, Tibias knew his father before he got killed in the attack on the second
Death Star. With a questionable look on his face Tibias walked to him.
"What do you want Darrius?" Tibias asked.
"That was a nice show at the Market place.." Darrius said.
"Thank you, sorry I didn't say Hi cause I didn't see you.." Tibias said.
"Teach me...." Darrius said.
"Teach you what Darrius?" Tibias asked.
"Teach me the ways of the Force..." Darrius said.
"I don't think your worth enough to be a Jedi..besides your too old."
Darrius looked at Tibias with a handsome grin and flipped over to Tibias hands over feet,
over and over till he was standing infront of him.
"I want to be a Jedi...." Darrius demanded.
"Ok, I'll make you a deal...if this coin lands on its head I will train you." Tibias said.
Tibias reached in his pocket and flipped it into the air.
Darrius looked at it and waved his hand slightly and the coin landed on the ground
heads up. Tibias looked at with a puzzled look.
"How did you do that?" Tibias said.
"My dad taught me a couple of tricks before he died..." Darrius said.
"Meet me here at sunrise tommorow if you want to be a Jedi" Tibias said.
"I will..." Darrius said as he walked away.
The Search for Light
Disclaimer: All elements used are expressed copyrights of LucasFilm Limited and George Lucas Himself. The StarWars
Universe will be his and ALWAYS be his but without his disclaimer or the ideas he has made these short stories would have
never existed.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Prologue - I
It was a beautiful day on the planet of Chandrilia, one of the first since the fall
of the Galactic Empire just years ago. Down on the surface, confused galactic citizens
wondering who to turn to, what political stand to take but not in the town of Ja'twair, far
from the capital, and far from political worries. Here lived a settled down Jedi Knight, a
follower of the lightside of the force. Tibias was not just any Jedi, the force was his ally
and a powerful ally it was. He was working on a power converter for his swamp speeder
when almost night had fell upon the side of the planet.
He entered his home with no cares, no worries about the Galactic Empire for
the second Death Star had been destroyed and the Imperial palace of Coruscant had
been leveled to the ground forever. No matter how good all that was, something was
still there, lurking in the corners of his mind. He felt it, the force was telling him it
wasn't over but he ignored it. Tibias always expected the worse so he thought it was
just him so he went to sleep peacefully.
During his slumber he had a dream, a dark figure immerged from smoke and
he carried an orange lightsaber with red outlining. In this dream, he and this mystical
figure fought back and forth and Tibias was slung to the ground and the final slash from
this figure was about to commence then he woke up breathing heavily and sweating
above his brow. Letting out a deep sigh, he was thankful it was only a dream and took
a look out the window and realized it was morning. He took a peaceful walk into the
city just a few miles up the path.
Crowded, smelly, and disgusting to his taste he walked through to the market
for supplies and was suddenly surrounded by a crowd of angry city people whom Tibias
had remembered making them mad a first time. He slid his hand into his coat and
clenched his lightsaber and looked at all the men smiling evily all with charged laser
pistols against their belt.
"What can I do you for?" Tibias asked.
"Give us your money old man..." The leader of the group said.
"Come and get it yourself.." Tibias said.
The man smirked and aimed his pistol at Tibias and smiled real big.
Tibias flipped onto a crate behind him and extended his lightsaber and flipped back
down making trim slices at the threatening theif. Soon all the theif's clothes came off
and he ran away followed by his gang and Tibias holstered his laser sword and walked
back to his house with a grin....
He walked back and noticed a young man sitting on his doorstep. It was
Darrius Kai, Tibias knew his father before he got killed in the attack on the second
Death Star. With a questionable look on his face Tibias walked to him.
"What do you want Darrius?" Tibias asked.
"That was a nice show at the Market place.." Darrius said.
"Thank you, sorry I didn't say Hi cause I didn't see you.." Tibias said.
"Teach me...." Darrius said.
"Teach you what Darrius?" Tibias asked.
"Teach me the ways of the Force..." Darrius said.
"I don't think your worth enough to be a Jedi..besides your too old."
Darrius looked at Tibias with a handsome grin and flipped over to Tibias hands over feet,
over and over till he was standing infront of him.
"I want to be a Jedi...." Darrius demanded.
"Ok, I'll make you a deal...if this coin lands on its head I will train you." Tibias said.
Tibias reached in his pocket and flipped it into the air.
Darrius looked at it and waved his hand slightly and the coin landed on the ground
heads up. Tibias looked at with a puzzled look.
"How did you do that?" Tibias said.
"My dad taught me a couple of tricks before he died..." Darrius said.
"Meet me here at sunrise tommorow if you want to be a Jedi" Tibias said.
"I will..." Darrius said as he walked away.