EPISODE 1: AFTERMATH
Whats up people my name is Jackal Lycan or Jack if you please. Any who this is a remake of my former fanfiction a hero born from yin and yang. I own nothing but my ocs. Star Wars and its characters belong to Lucasarts. Well technically they belong to Disney now but enough of the useless banter, on with the story.
The storming planet of Kamino raged as the two distant figures continued their dual atop the spire.
"I'll kill you!" The former Sith apprentice to the dark lord shouted in a rage. As he locked sabers with his former master.
"Rise above this she means nothing." Vader tried to reason with the clone of the long departed Jedi Galen Marek. Even as he pressed on and pushed him into a lightning tower and assaulted him with force lightning.
Starkiller continued to press his attacks in order to get to the unconscious Juno, but Vader stayed firmly between the two and reminded the clone that Juno loved a dead man—not a clone. "She loved a dead man. She would have never loved you." "You will die were you stand!"
Starkiller was eventually forced onto his back foot and disarmed. Dodging Vader's lightsaber throws, he caught his former master's lightsaber and threw it back at him, cutting off Vader's right hand. Unfazed by the loss of his hand, Vader spun at Starkiller, punching at him with his prosthetic stump.
Starkiller managed to duck under the blow, though Vader threw him off his feet with a sudden Force push. With Starkiller vulnerable, Vader telekinetically ripped one of the massive lightning rods across the top of the spire out of its socket and attempted to crush the prone Starkiller with the large, pointed tip.
Driven to the edge of the roof by the colossal metal spike, Starkiller managed to draw on the Force to boost his physical strength, pushing the incredible weight clear of his body, while simultaneously lifting one of the other lightning rods from its socket.
Still holding up the other rod, Starkiller pushed the rod pinning him with enough force to send it spinning towards Vader. As the Dark Lord ducked underneath it, Starkiller arranged his own rod to direct a dazzling bolt of lightning across the top of the spire towards himself. Catching and redirecting the bolt, Starkiller channeled it into a powerful barrage of Force Lightning, driving the infamous dark lord to his knees.
"You've taken everything from me!" Starkiller said through gritted teeth as he reclaimed his blue lightsabers and prepared to execute Vader.
"Your feelings for her, are not real."
"They are real to me!" Starkiller gritted, his fury taking hold of him as he readied to strike him down. "Wait," General Kota shouted as he and his troops finally joined up with the young man. "You want him dead as much as I do." "Yes, but not yet. Not until he's told us the Empire's secrets."
"You want to take him prisoner?" Starkiller said in disbelief. "To a hidden rebel base where we can interrogate him. Put him on trial for crimes against the true republic." Kota said and placed his gloved hand on to the young man's shoulder. "And then we'll execute him. To show the galaxy that we don't need to fear him any longer." The old blind general said with a growl towards the Dark Lord. "If I let him live he'll haunt me forever." "He is the only one who knows if Starkiller really survived. He can't tell you if he's dead."
end flash back
Deep within the forested planet of Kashyyyk there rests a small hut where the infamous Starkiller and his family was outside training his young 10 year old son; Keeden Marek in his saber style using sticks, carved to resemble lightsbaers. Keeden had inherited his father's hair and his mother Juno's eyes. As for his behavior neither were sure on the matter. "whoa easy there hotshot. You're leaving yourself wide open." Starkiller said smiling at Keeden's attempt to knock him down. Keeden had been training with his father nearly a year now. And soon he would be going to the new academy that would allow him to become a knight just like his father.
"Excuse me master but General Kota wishes to speak with you." PROXY said in his ever present metallic voice. "Alright tell him I'll be right there." Starkiller said and pushed Keeden back making him fall on his back. "Hey no fair dad you cheated." Starkiller lightly chuckled at his son's grumpy expression and narrowed blue eyes. "Well if it makes you feel better, we'll have a rematch when I get back." Keeden nodded happily and Starkiller ruffled the mess of dark brown bangs that cascaded over his head and left into the hut that was there home.
While Starkiller was busy talking to Kota and the new Jedi order via hologram projection. Keeden was free to explore the forests without worrying about getting nagged on by a certain hologram droid that was way over protective. As the young youth climbed through the trees and practiced his force jump. He took in the beauty of his forested home. From the clear blue sea that surrounded the higher tree huts of the native Wookiees, to the smooth beach sand that covered the landscape like snow.
His oceanic eyes soon drifted to a pair of feminine figures that sat cross legged in the sand, after hearing one of them give an annoyed groan. "Mom are we done, yet?" The 10 year old Tagrutan daughter of the former apprentice to the late Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano. Whined having been sitting on the sand with her mother for nine hours straight. "Jasmine the point of meditation is to teach you patience." Jasmine groaned and crossed her arms in a pout. "Don't see Spiky doing anything like this." She muttered under her breath. "I'm sure Marek also has Keeden meditate as well. Now back to the lesion." Jasmine sighed in defeat and closed her brown eyes shut and went to "clear her mind" as her mother had put it.
Keeden inwardly snickered at his best friend's dismay and leaped off the tree to further his exploration. He climbed through the dense forest for hours as the skies began to darken around him. "Getting late better head home before mom or dad get worried." He said to himself with a nod and leaped off the tree, deciding to walk the rest of the way there.
"KEEDEN. . . ."
Keeden turned, startled by the sudden dark and sinister sounding voice.
"SOON. . . ."
"Hello someone there, h-hello?" He called looking all around him but seeing nothing but the thicket of trees and shadows.
Keeden shook his head and proceeded through the thicket of leaves and wood, ending at the front door of his home. However when he came through the door he was instantly drenched by a bucket of water that had hung slight above the door frame, with a trip wire attached to it.
The youngling lifted the bucket of his head to see his friend and obviously the culprit of the surprise attack on him. Trying her best not to burst into laughter from how ridiculous he looked right now with a bucket atop his head. "Sorry I'm late," the young Jedi said with a fake smile. While also thinking of ways to get his dear friend back for ruining his favorite shirt. "Well at least your safe and that's all that matters." The ever kind English accent of his mother Juno said as she and the other adults prepared the table to eat dinner.
After dinner Keeden said good night to his friend and his adopted aunt and went off to bed. But as he lay there atop his twin sized mattress that voice came again. This time repeating what it said in the forest, only this time he could tell where it was coming from. It was talking to him with his mind, as if it had always been there watching waiting. For when it could arise from the pit it dwelled in.
"KEEDEN. . . . SOON. . . . I WILL BE FREE."
There we are chapter one is finished hope ye liked it and please do not forget to leave a review.
