Chapter 6: Struggle
Slam!
Atton
cursed silently as he was slammed against one of the painted walls.
Why, WHY
is it always me?!
Why was
it always himself
who had
to deal with unruly bad guys? Why was he always left alone?
When he hit the floor he felt the Nalgor fellow using the Force to push him against the wall again. Not this time, buddy.
When Nalgor tried to shove Atton against the wall, Atton extended his feet and hit the wall feet first. Then he Force jumped off the wall and slammed into Nalgor's legs. Nalgor's legs were flipped from under him and his lightsaber went spinning away. It landed dangerously close to Ajunta's head.
Nalgor had flipped forward, but Atton had kept moving backward. Thus, Nalgor landed a few feet away from a scrambling Atton. Atton unnecessarily twirled his lightsaber and thought OK this is better. Big, beefy guy on floor, Atton with lightsaber.
He was feeling good about things until he felt a strange sensation around his neck. He didn't have much time to wonder what it was before the strange sensation became a choking sensation. He gasped as he was lifted off the floor by an invisible hand. Nalgor had gotten up and was grinning savagely at him. Atton dropped to the floor for just a second. Then Nalgor grabbed Atton's neck and slowly started to squeeze.
"This is so much more satisfying than Force Choke," he sneered, watching as Atton turned a light shade of purple. "Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you yet. I'm going to break every bone in your body first...."
He started to chuckle. His chuckle was cut short as a lightsaber neatly removed his head from his body. He dropped Atton and fell to the floor with a dense *thunk*. His head followed with a less dense *thunk*. Krystal stood in his place, grinning like an animalistic sadist, her hair standing on end due to the electricity. The scene was so barbaric, so insane, so.... funny that Atton had the craziest urge to laugh. Instead he started to.... of all the strange things.... he started to hiccup.
Krystal looked at him like he was a harebrained lunatic having a seizure . "By the Force...." was all she could say. Then she started to laugh.
Atton couldn't help laughing either. Whenever his laughs were interrupted by his hick-ups, the laughter began anew. Then they both cried.
After that interesting emotional fest, they wiped their eyes and sat down. "What started that anyway?" asked Krystal.
"Well hic you should have seen yourself hic after you killed Nal hic. You looked.... well...." Atton couldn't help thinking she looked kind of attractive like that. The thought made him chuckle. "You looked mad. Purely insane. I wish I had taken a holo-capture but," he rubbed his bruised neck, "I had other matters on my mind."
"I'm sure you did," mused Krystal.
"So what now?"
The door at the end of the hall opened. The pair, not wanting to be caught unawares again, shielded their minds and activated their lightsabers. The Jedi who had first greeted them and another non-Jedi walked in. The non-Jedi held a capable looking heavy repeater.
"Ah, sh..." Atton started.
"Shut up," whispered Krystal.
"What happened here?" asked the Jedi. "You killed them! You killed them both, Nalgor and Aunta! Kill them, guards!" When the Jedi rushed forward Krystal saw that there were four guards behind him, all carrying heavy repeaters with vibroblades at their sides. "Wait! We didn't..."
An electric shock grazed the pair's heads and struck the Jedi and his guards. They screamed and fell to the the floor, stunned. Krystal and Atton turned to see Ajunta standing tall, his left hand over his right arm, his right arm extended. "I knew this would happen sooner or later..."
Ajunta turned to us. "We must leave before my residents scrap your ship."
"Oh no, you're not coming with us," hissed Atton.
"If I don't come with you, then you're not leaving at all. I'll explain when we're safe, in space, but now there isn't time. We must get to the Ebon Hawk."
"Atton, I'm the leader here. We're letting him come."
Ajunta bowed his head.
"Thank you. Let me lead."
Ajunta led the way through the halls of the academy. It was reminiscent of Dantooine's peaceful Academy, but more cold, more sterile, and smaller. They managed to reach the outside without any problems. However, the resistance came when they reached the 'Hawk.
"Ajunta, going somewhere?" A tall Jedi asked. She had long pale hair and a red lightsaber in her hand. One eye was milky white, while the other was stark purple. Veins were clear on her face and her teeth were filed, like Nalgors. She wore a dark blue robe. She had four similarly dressed Jedi behind her.
"Dianee," Ajunta said menacingly. He ran his hand through his orange hair.
"I'm glad to see you haven't forgotten my name," she said smoothly. "You knew this was coming. Now you put your lot in with strangers because your own people have lost faith in you. How... pathetic." She smiled. It resembled the grin of a sun bleached skull with filed teeth.
"Dianee, you can't win. These strangers are strong, as am I." Ajunta stood tensely, his lightsaber resting loosely in his hand, activated.
"You're about as strong as your mother. And you know what happened to her," Dianee sneered. "Can you bear to walk your mother's path?"
"I will not walk her path!" said Ajunta. He was clearly in distress.
"Ha! No, you won't, because you will die here." Dianee raised her hand and released bolts of energy. The bolts struck Atton, Ajunta, and Krystal. They felt themselves become fatigued while Dianee grew visibly stronger.
"I am royally sick of this!" yelled Atton. He grabbed a plasma grenade from a bag at his side and threw it at the Jedi.
None of them survived.
Krystal glared at Atton. "Cheapskate."
"Whatever keeps us alive."
