Dust in the Wind
Chapter 3: A New Force Wound
I own not those situations I borrow from Disney Properties, Lucas, Mechalich or Thomas Benjamin DeMayo. This is a dramatization from my mind on a character created from the meld of table gaming and so on. Special thanks to ideas Drew Karpyshyn and Tim Lebbon fermented. Special thanks to Morihei Ushiba who formed Petre with his wisdom. Like any mind construct this is an exercise and my own work building on other ideas from the past.
This is a Zeison Sha story, set in what is known as the Star Wars EU.
To Mon Cal
.1 BBA
"Get in get out and on our way to find and defeat the weapon." the others repeated the mantra on the way to the mess hall. They had just sat down to eat or in Jahn's case his "prayer of thanks" when the Force adepts felt it.
MILLIONS OF VOICES CRYING OUT IN TERROR AND SUDDENLY SILENCED FOREVER. Applause and enjoyment was felt from dark beings.
Jahn just froze, his prayer just finished, as he slowly covered his face in shock before slumping over in shock. He sang from his homeland in a whisper.
Fleur fell off her seat and began sobbing.
Derein dropped her fork and began trembling, part in horror part in anger as the dark side opened a hole.
Grrtak bellowed in a mournful sound and Doc ... that was a classic stunned look.
"What happened?" Bail Organa and Dalaara Thule asked as their assistants stopped what they were doing looking at the adepts drawn mostly to the Wookie's howl.
"De nombreux décès soudain abattus dans les millions." Fleur said reverting to her native tongue.
"The Empire just fired the Crescent." Derien answered for the Senators "And a planet was destroyed."
"Where?" Dalaara asked.
"We do not know." Fleur said recovering.
"We are coming out of hyperspace in minutes so eat up and we shall find out." Bail Organa promised "Discretely of course."
"i am so sorry… i failed." Jahn whispered through his hands.
They had time to try to eat but most did not, except Alex and Darklighter, the human eating machines who finished anything people left.
Head Master of the Jedi Mace Windu and Louis sat down, Feeling the tragedy keen through them. They both sat on the box with Jahn's art and for some reason it comforted them in their grief as it started a song they did not understand. When their sorrow lessened they opened the box Windu had barely read to look at the calligraphy and art. They began reading and looking through the Sha spelling out his heritage, Sha culture and the statements of Petre's ideas.
"Those who are possessed by nothing, possess everything."
"Fill yourself with the Force, invite the attack and turn it."
"Your spirit is the true shield, the heart of Sha Soresu."
"As soon as you concern yourself with the "good" and "bad" of your fellows, you create an opening in your heart for maliciousness to enter. Testing, competing with, and criticizing others weakens and defeats you. Conquer thyself only."
I am never alone, for the Force is with me
I am never defenseless for the Force is my shield
I am never ignorant for the Force guides me to knowledge
I am never helpless for the Force is my tool
Louis sat back after a reverie and looked at a stylized math symbol that had a deeper meaning. "Master, do you sense lies in this?" he waved his hands over the removed items and contents.
Windu sighed "That is an answer for another day." Then he sighed "And I may have been wrong in not allowing you and Leo to go to Chandrilla on that shell game you three dreamed up." He winced "Dalaara had a good plan that would have had paparazzo chasing their tail…"
When they came out of hyperspace the whole crew was ready to look out the front of the cockpit and saw the desolation of the Mon Cal 4 shipyard and missing moon were evident, as was the five star destroyers, two of which escorted "The Big Crescent Gun".
"Found where the crescent is and where it was used." Az said weakly.
"Now our task is to find a way to beat it, suit up! You have jobs to do!" Kua Wan took charge rallying all the people onboard. When he got to the adepts though the females were half naked changing.
"Oh yeah, that is going to be discrete! Just where do you intend on putting a hide-out blaster?"
The two women got busy as he headed to pick up the Wookie and check on Jahn.
Jahn was finishing the final preparations and had his "Ceremonial Staff" in front of him checking the modifications for using it with a butterfly knife vibro bayonet as he made them "short". Then he put the one on that belonged and checked the silencer he carried would work with it.
"You have got to up your value, you are not worth a spit shine."
Jahn turned with the helmet on and nodded. "gorgon is here, now, i am going to choke the flow so we are undetected until we have the goal. i have a few glue grenades if we really get into it." he whispered.
"THE mission." Kua added and Jahn nodded as he handed him 3 and they looked at each other.
"Zai ye bu." Jahn told him with a gesture.
"Whatever that means…"
"Plains Yanab-lekki, for never again."
"Zai ye bu then…" Wan nodded.
Meanwhile Bail Organa and Dalaara Thule used every trick in the "Senators using power playbook" to get the Tantieve IV clearance to land on Mon Cal with the "Rebel Suppression action" underway. The first part of the "senatorial investigation" was just the "why" and the Empire claimed they were fired upon and defended themselves.
Bail shook his head after the official explanation was delivered and they had cut transmission, WITH clearance finally.
"Tell me you were fired upon so you blew up a whole moon!" he slammed his fist down.
"she liked it…" Jahn whispered feeling not only Salah but Adrianna's enjoyment of the death.
"Who?" Dalaara asked.
"All of them… umm all I can say all other children of Weaver rejoice but Sister Shay and I." Jahn stared out "And Alon has children…"
A whole moon and shipyard gone, and a kid who carried Sith skills was with them, what kind of world was this? What had they done?
Ral Gorgon had felt the swirl for a second that was her little brother after she ordered the shot.
And now we dance for the little boy shall come, he cannot resist. Can he sisters? But Gorgon got no response.
Until Jahn growled into the Force The Girls known as the Siths Astra and Mucenia are on hiatus or the wild hunt is on. We will wait on you.
"Oh my! What did you just say?" Senator Thule asked looking at the horrified 4 looking at Jahn.
Jahn waited for the denial knowing many could possibly hear the call, because they all heard her call to middle sisters.
"Family issues…" Doc snorted… "And you wonder why Jedi train for no attachment."
Meanwhile Gorgan was Thrilled "Keep an eye on all traffic entering and exiting especially those NOT on the 7 day flight plan manifest."
"Yes lord."
"And search every one of these tramp freighters, someone might sneak in."
"What about the ones going out?"
"Are you thinking again?" she growled and the memory of the last man that challenged her was thick in his mind and laying dead 2 feet away.
Jahn though grabbed every little probe droid he could make into a buzz droid space worthy releasing all the stored Force he had filled the ship with into the mecha derro and headed for an airlock to release a swarm to slowly make their way to the dagger hulls and "floating light saber".
Jahn's last move was risky, the magenta blade and diskblades were coming along to be covered by the cloak. The Kratovas Wildman would make an appearance as his EVA armor had been painted blue so he looked "commando". It also like his also recently drained Sha armor stored a ton of Force energy. Doc decided he was staying with Bail and even borrowed the Sha armor to be ready.
Jahn ran a check on Kua and locked down imperial transients entering via the "bounty net" before opening coms "Kua, I am going to tempt Gorgon and see us near the end of our route opening up the carnage."
"It will increase your bounty…"
"Bounty trebled after Mos Eisley" at which Kua began to open it up "Sorry I had to lock that down because they were using it to slice you and track you…"
Kua murmured angrily "Well in my book that just halved it twice when word gets out if they are going to slice in again."
Nera Dantels was in shock but still moving to put her memory stick with the recording of the radio traffic and video of the attack in the "hardened hidden safe" on the Starduster. That is right, she taped it to the back of a gauge.
"Serin, send the signal to release our locusts." She thought about the billions of mini droids she and Serin had managed to attach to every ship in the system, before the Crescent had shown up and firing commenced.
"Then it's time to jump out?"
"You normally could not make me stay here except in a starfighter fleet. But we will wait and keep filming since it does not look like anyone is going anywhere." Then she looked around for more vantage points with the RC camera outside.
Onboard Tantieve IV as it landed in the Mon Calimari spaceport a team readied.
"Remember we are going to leave the port and go into orbit to interview and record everything as we expect the Senate is now calling for a detailed investigation." Bail Organa reminded the team of the most recent plan change "Find your way to the rendezvous point."
"How did Jedidiah die?" Dalaara Thule asked Jahn as they stood awaiting for the corvette to land on Mon Cal.
"He truly was the Kratovas Wildman, he stood wearing his ranger gear between Jannma and I and one other facing a patrol of 220 storm troopers on Shanev as we placed her and Ni'ko on planet. His sacrifice, created the Liger as she defended Ni'ko while assisting him still wounded into the forest." Jahn whispered "I chose that spot to challenge the first inquisitor I faced years later."
"I was crushed when he said he needed to go, his family had some trouble." She responded.
"My father's network is great. Their job is to make the path forward for good souls possible." Jahn whispered. "I am always honored to meet those he touched and defended."
Dalaara looked at Jahn who silently nodded while looking every bit like Jedidiah Smoak, the son of xenobiologists who for the year of her first political race guarded her expertly before except now he was in that faceless blue Senate dress gear disappearing for personal reasons. "Their JOB was to MAKE the PATH POSSIBLE for good souls." She thought in her mind.
"It is not enough to deconstruct the dark influence, a possibility has to be protected, one that is firm, fair and strong enough to lead. Thus we seek out people with the gift of Dam-Powl, they can learn to bend and not break and are invulnerable to Force influence. Look around you, that is all of you on the team except the adepts." Jahn whispered "There are more. Like Antilles, Bail and Akbar."
"How are you going to talk over a din in battle?" She asked her mind needing centered.
"You have never heard me whistle." Jahn responded.
"SHOWTIME TEAM! We know our jobs! Let's do them!" Dalaara said forcefully as the doors began to open and their task began, a pair of droids scooting out with Alex.