Meine Sachen will
ich pflegen. Den Rest in Schutt und Asche legen. Zerreißen.
Zerschmeißen. Zerdrücken. Zerpflücken
The Jedi Master looked
at the crowd assembled before him. They were all divided into little
groups, but forming a greater whole. Vampires and Cantinians
mingling, the rogue warriors on the outskirts of the Cantinians and
the Jedi. And in the middle of it all, he noticed, was the one who
was calling himself Stephan. For whatever reason, The Master had an
uneasy feeling about him.
"I have discussed the situation with
the other Masters… And we have decided to act. The irresponsibility
shown during the Mandalorian Wars will not be repeated here. We have
searched the Force and have discovered a slight disturbance. However,
slight it may be, we felt it long ago… When Durgas first came to
power."
Katelyn nodded. Dani and Kyle bowed. "Thank you,
Master Atton."
"We also have reports from Nar Shadaa… the
Sith are currently occupying it. The Republic may or may not help us
with this war, due to a lack of resources after the Triumvirate
attacked. Several Masters have suggested we first go to--"
A
massive explosion sounded in the distance.
Stephan smiled.
"They're here. Excuse me, but do you have enough ships? It would
be wise to evacuate the enclave at once."
Atton nodded, and ran
off to the hangars to begin loading Jedi onto them.
"Let's
go," Kip said, and the group sprinted for the ship.
Data and
Kyle sat in the cockpit, manning the controls. Data raised the
boarding ramp and started the engines. "Where to?!" he yelled to
anyone within earshot.
Zif rushed to the NaviComp, and punched in
coordinates. "Get us out of here!"
They gunned it off the
planet. The escaped the atmosphere easily.
Beyond it lay a
difficulty greater than gravity.
Durgas stood on the bridge of
the flagship Catatonia Stupor, gazing out at the bombardment
of Dantooine. He felt nostalgic. Malak did it, so why not he do it?
Malak is forever remembered for doing this, so Durgas should too.
He
sensed that his other part was leaving the planet. He grew furious.
He extended his arms towards the planet, and using the Force, ripped
a chunk out of the continent before him. He hurled this at the closer
of the two moons, creating a huge crater.
Before him he saw
hundreds of ship flying at high speeds towards his fleet. He
channeled all of his malicious will, and ships began lighting up and
disappearing into debris.
Behind him he heard a chuckling. He
spun, and for a brief second saw a tall man with blue eyes. The
vision disappeared.
"Commander!"
The Sith Commander hurried
to Durgas's side. "Yes, milord?"
"I want you to launch the
thermonuclear warheads as a grid in front of these ships. Make sure
none escape."
"As you command, my lord."
Durgas returned
to viewing. You won't win this time, Ender.
The
Lord Cardigan jumped to hyperspace, and Zif and Virv climbed out
of its turrets, shaking slightly from nerves. The made their way to
the main hold, where everyone was waiting.
Wakada spoke first.
"So, first off, where the hell are we going?"
Zif wiped sweat
from his face. "I punched in the first coordinates that came to
mind."
"And where would those coordinates lead to."
He
scratched his neck. "Korriban…."
Exasperated groans
sounded.
Lita stood. "Me and Wakada were just there. There is no
threat there. Revan must've cleaned the planet before he left."
Kip
snorted. "No threat, except for the Hssiss and Skyracks… and Sith
tombs dotting the surface. Completely safe. Nothing to worry
about."
Darrell gave a half-hearted laugh.
Kyle stood. "What's done is done. We'll stay there until the Masters send word of their location. It may be some time."
Oh weh die Flamme fäßt
das Kleid! Die Jacke brennt es leuchtet weit! Es brennt die Hand es
brennt das Haar! Ich brenn am ganzen Leib sogar