Star Wars: Resurgence
Prologue
The Clone Wars have been over for four years and the Galactic Empire has now replaced the Republic. Jedi are either dead or hiding from Sith Lords Darth Vader and his master Darth Sidious. In the midst of it all there appears to still be hope that the reign of the Empire can still be tested as faithful's of the Republic hide in the shadows waiting for the moment to possibly strike. The only known living Jedi are Obi-Wan Kenobi who has gone into hiding on the planet of Tatioone and Yoda who is on the uninhabited planet of Dagobah. However as the years stretch on more and more Jedi appear to still be living and Darth Vader refuses to stop until the Jedi are extinct…
Chapter I
A man walks along a street in the dark rainy under city that is Courscant. This part of the luxurious core world is where crime rules the streets. The man with a hood covering his face walks past many suspicious looking inhabitants that call this part of the planet home. His outfit worn from being obviously his customary attire, his hands hidden in the long sleeves at his side. He walks down this path calmly acting as if nothing around him exists by the way his head is leaning more toward the ground than what actually lies in front of him.
The under city is full of the bounty hunters, people wanted for various crimes, and people that don't want to be found much like this man. After walking quite a distance along the drenched streets he stops and raises his head to look directly in front of him. He finds a group four stormtroopers walking toward him. Immediately he turns down an alleyway on his left and sprints as fast he can. Following his sudden movements the four stormtroopers begin running after them.
"STOP CIVILIAN!"
Shouts one of the soldiers as they begin falling far behind the hooded man. He finds himself slowing down as he realizes he has ran down a path with no exit. Walls surround him with no clear way of escaping this situation. The man stands facing the dead end as the four stormtroopers walk up behind him within ten feet of his back with their E-11 blaster rifles locked in on him.
"Turn around civilian with your hands in front of you!"
Shouts the same stormtrooper as earlier. The hooded man turns around and sticks both hands toward them with arms completely locked out. The man's right hand was robotic while the other was a colored human hand.
"You are under arrest for conspiracies against the Galactic Empire. Any sudden movements and you will be shot."
"I believe you are mistaken soldiers...I have done nothing to conspire against the Empire. I am merely a crippled man trying to find a cantina for me to enjoy a drink. Could you point a lost man in the right direction" spoke a deep voice from the darkness of the hood.
"We are no stranger to your antics scum. Now place any weapons you may have in front of you and get on your knees"
The man chuckled. He reached beneath his hooded robe and pulled out what appeared to be a lightsaber, a weapon only Jedi are trained in using. The man slowly began to get on his knees and when both knees were on the ground he reached out and set the elegant weapon a few feet in front of him.
"Radio in to Bravo Five, inform them that we have found the man we are looking for. Be sure to let them know he does have a lightsaber in his possession. We will meet them at docking bay 23 for extraction"
A stormtrooper nodded in agreement and began to walk back toward the entrance of the alleyway in which they had come. The stormtrooper speaking began to walk toward the hooded man with his blaster still targeting him. Directly above the lightsaber the trooper reached down for it and before he could react the hooded man used his human hand and with the force brought the lightsaber back to him. He then jumped up from his knees and turned the blade on as he thrusted the purple blade through the troopers armor.
The two remaining stormtroopers began firing at the man however it was ineffective as each blast that was nearly hitting him was deflected by the emitting light. The man with a grabbing motion with his hand pulled the two troopers toward him before tossing them like a doll against the wall to his right. The last stormtrooper had finally returned after being sent off to inform his fellow stormtroopers of his order he had received. Blaster ready he was about to take fire on the man before he had realized the rifle had been taken from his hands by the force and was no longer in his possession.
The hooded figure using his flesh hand brought the gun to him with the force before cutting it in half with his lightsaber. The man slowly began walking toward the trooper who was now radioing for backup, in mid sentence the lightsaber had decapitated the soldier. The man turned his lightsaber off before returning it inside his robe. He squatted down to the radio and grabbed it.
"Better have more than four bucket heads if you plan on taking me out."
Said the deep voice from beneath the hood. He stood back up and looked to the dark Courscant sky with Star Destroyers resting along the atmosphere. He raised both hands and slowly pulled back his hood to reveal a dark colored human man with scarring around his face that had long been healed. Bald head a very small stubble and his chin covered in a grey beard that had been unshaven in probably a month. He looked down as he pulled a small device from his pocket.
"Ran into another group of stormtroopers in the under city of Courscant. I toyed with the soldiers with ease, all four of them. I still find it hard to believe that for years we fought alongside these men...those days are long but a distant memory. I continue my search for Jedi that may have survived the Jedi Purge, I sense some sort of being trained in the ways of the force in these parts of the city. With more Imperial reinforcements heading this way I may take shelter for the night and pick back up in the morning. The only way we can truly defeated the Sith and the Empire will be together. This is Jedi Master Mace Windu, if you are receiving this message from your emergency Jedi communication device you are not alone..."
