Chapter Two
"Come on, Jeedai. What reason do you have to protect them any longer? You've been here for a long time and have they even attempted to save you? You don't have to endure anymore. Through your toleration of the pain, you've proven yourself a worthy sacrifice to the gods. Have your revenge on those who ignore your sacrifice. Tell us the location of the Jeedai base, and you will be swiftly killed and given the supreme honor of death."
Jacen was in another place that he spent many hours of his day in. In the interrogation room on their base. Jacen, restrained in a chair, just looked up at the Yuuzhan Vong with a stone face, and then looked away from him saying nothing.
The Yuuzhan Vong, named Hurzbur Pulah, backhanded him in the face, and Jacen received the all too familiar taste of blood in him mouth. Without making a sound, Jacen looked back up at him. "Sacrifing your life for the good of others is very noble, but death is not an honor. The supremem honor of life is life…Vong!" He had learned that to call one of them just a "Vong" was a very great insult to them.
In a matter of seconds, Hurzbur Pulah threw three punches into Jacen's face. "Watch yourself, Jeedai! You are not as safe as you think! With your help or without it, we will find them. And we will enjoy killing every last one of them...just as much as we enjoyed killing you brother!"
Hurzbur Pulah turned his back on Jacen for a moment and when he turned around he had something in his hand. "We will kill all of those who insult the gods by acting as gods themselves. And carrying abominations in their hands." He held up what he was carrying to reveal a lightsaber. Anakin's lightsaber!
Anger was a rare emotion for Jacen these days, but at this moment he felt it stronger inside of him than he'd felt in a long time. He could feel the blood inside of him boiling. The anger inside of him was so great, he could barely get his words out. "There's not a Yuuzhan Vong alive that could ever be as great a man as Anakin was at only sixteen! You're not worthy to even touch the weapon of someone as great as him, you bastard!"
Jacen glanced at the Anakin's lightsaber and noticed that Hurzbur Pulah had made a big mistake. He's pointing the emitter right at himself! Jacen focused in on the switch. With just one nudge with the Force…Wait, should I do this?
No, Jacen! Listen to yourself! Trust the whisper Jacen, and you will succeed.
All of a sudden, the lightsaber ignited and the blade went straight through Hurzbur Pulah's eye. He dropped to the floor and writhed in pain, before he died.
Jacen used the Force carefully to cut the restraints away from his arms and got to his feet. Jacen picked Anakin's lightsaber up from the floor and for a moment, just stared at it in his right hand. I'll do it all for you, Anakin. And I won't fail…I swear this to you.
Jacen ran to the door of the interrogation room and opened it. He looked down the hall on each side, saw that the coast was clear and ran out down the hall.
"Come on, Jeedai. What reason do you have to protect them any longer? You've been here for a long time and have they even attempted to save you? You don't have to endure anymore. Through your toleration of the pain, you've proven yourself a worthy sacrifice to the gods. Have your revenge on those who ignore your sacrifice. Tell us the location of the Jeedai base, and you will be swiftly killed and given the supreme honor of death."
Jacen was in another place that he spent many hours of his day in. In the interrogation room on their base. Jacen, restrained in a chair, just looked up at the Yuuzhan Vong with a stone face, and then looked away from him saying nothing.
The Yuuzhan Vong, named Hurzbur Pulah, backhanded him in the face, and Jacen received the all too familiar taste of blood in him mouth. Without making a sound, Jacen looked back up at him. "Sacrifing your life for the good of others is very noble, but death is not an honor. The supremem honor of life is life…Vong!" He had learned that to call one of them just a "Vong" was a very great insult to them.
In a matter of seconds, Hurzbur Pulah threw three punches into Jacen's face. "Watch yourself, Jeedai! You are not as safe as you think! With your help or without it, we will find them. And we will enjoy killing every last one of them...just as much as we enjoyed killing you brother!"
Hurzbur Pulah turned his back on Jacen for a moment and when he turned around he had something in his hand. "We will kill all of those who insult the gods by acting as gods themselves. And carrying abominations in their hands." He held up what he was carrying to reveal a lightsaber. Anakin's lightsaber!
Anger was a rare emotion for Jacen these days, but at this moment he felt it stronger inside of him than he'd felt in a long time. He could feel the blood inside of him boiling. The anger inside of him was so great, he could barely get his words out. "There's not a Yuuzhan Vong alive that could ever be as great a man as Anakin was at only sixteen! You're not worthy to even touch the weapon of someone as great as him, you bastard!"
Jacen glanced at the Anakin's lightsaber and noticed that Hurzbur Pulah had made a big mistake. He's pointing the emitter right at himself! Jacen focused in on the switch. With just one nudge with the Force…Wait, should I do this?
No, Jacen! Listen to yourself! Trust the whisper Jacen, and you will succeed.
All of a sudden, the lightsaber ignited and the blade went straight through Hurzbur Pulah's eye. He dropped to the floor and writhed in pain, before he died.
Jacen used the Force carefully to cut the restraints away from his arms and got to his feet. Jacen picked Anakin's lightsaber up from the floor and for a moment, just stared at it in his right hand. I'll do it all for you, Anakin. And I won't fail…I swear this to you.
Jacen ran to the door of the interrogation room and opened it. He looked down the hall on each side, saw that the coast was clear and ran out down the hall.
