Chapter 12 Rescued at Last

A Sith shuttle flew up into Naboo's atmosphere carrying cargo in the form of metal and perhaps several hundred thousand credits. Sadastra sat in passenger seat as the Imperial pilot guided her out of the system with the cargo. The young masked Sith girl wore a slight smile on her face, for she had felt the death of Malor only minutes ago. She had no reason to mourn her fellow apprentice, he'd been nothing but a savage animal in her eyes. She preferred the force and the unlimited power of the dark side to slay her enemies over a lightsaber. Of course it was foolish to discard a weapon as the force wasn't always enough. Even it could not accomplish everything, at least not for Sadastra. She'd had a stronger connection to it then Malor, but not as strong as Master Linassa.

She would rendezvous with her once her master left the system, and she would thank Samal for killing Malor. That was likely the only possibility of what could have happened, unless the Republic had done it. But no… she'd felt his death before the Republic had even been detected heading toward Naboo.

"We are ready to jump to hyperspace Lord Sadastra!" the pilot told her.

Even though she was still an apprenctice, all the inferior soldiers had to call her by a title. Lord was considered gender neutral by most, though Sadastra curled her lip under her mask. She'd tolerated it for a while.

"I prefer to be called Lady," she said.

"Um… alright. My Lady. Shall we make the jump?"

"No! Let us wait for the Republic to show up and blast us and our cargo! Of course make the jump!" she screamed.

As if on que, a fleet of over a dozen warships appeared out of hyperspace. But too late. The shuttles engines lit up. It vanished into the black void of space, taking the Sith Apprentice, its crew, and cargo with it.

…

Yusano had managed to take down one of the Sith Terror troopers by shooting his jet pack. That took one of them down. He then made his way down from the roof of the building using the ladder on the side that he'd climbed up. He let himself slide down for extra speed, making a climb that would have surely taken a minute only a few seconds. But in that time, the other Terror Trooper had taken down the Jedi Padawan! He then moved toward Samal to fulfill his fallen comrades task and get him to their shuttle.

"No!"

Yusano shot at the Terror Trooper as he neared Samal, who was stirring. But the blaster bolt bounced off the armor. Yusano cursed, it must have had some had some serious upgrades to just shrugged off a bolt like a that. He retaliated in kind, shooting his blaster rifle at the Echani.

Metal bolts came at Yusano who yelled in pain as he fell over. His black Echani armor had ballistic shielding which granted it some resistance to physical attacks like the metal shots. But it wasn't enough to completely shrug off the blow like the Terror Troopers was. Still if not for the armor the Echani would have died then and there. He thought for sure the Trooper would finish him off, but instead he turned away, looking back down at Samal who woke up at that moment.

…

Ralon blocked the blade of the pureblood Sith woman. He saw the anger in her eyes. He took several steps back, and she followed. Letting out a series of slashes and cuts that were fueled with hatred and rage. It was clear that she was using Juyo, the seventh and most aggressive lightsaber form. While Jedi used it as well, this style was favored by the Sith for its call upon emotions and inherent use of the dark side of the force.

Ralon tried to use Soresu to defend himself, but the aggressive strikes were inherently unpredictable. This allowed them to overwhelm even a Master of the all-defensive technique. Ralon felt her lightsaber make contact with his hand, he yelped. Then he threw a force push from that wounded hand.

It worked. The relative weakness of Juyo was that it gave its wielder such a heavy boost internally while at the same time leaving them vulnerable from outside force attacks. In that case, Ralon would have to use Niman, the sixth form that used the force most in battle. It would have a clear advantage over Juyo's weakness to the force. Ralon held his doubled bladed lightsaber out in front of himself with the front blade pointed toward the ground, the stance of Niman.

But instead of engaging him in melee combat again, the Sith woman unleashed a volley of force lightning. Ralon spun his lightsaber, moving it so fast it appeared as a blur as it blocked bolt after bolt. Linassa shot two which he stopped, a third that he jumped over, and he threw his lightsaber at her. The twin blue blades, still shining with electricity, flew at their target. Linassa put her hands up with a shout at the weapon. It stopped in midair, one blade about to slice through her right shoulder. This would be the defining moment of the duel, Ralon knew. He had to take her down now, or she would use her dark powers to overwhelm him before he could call his saber back.

So he had the weapon move in the other way that she was willing it too in resistance. The other blade swiveled around, and cut her upwards across the left side of her stomach to her right shoulder. She gasped and then fell into two pieces. Ralon let out a breath, knowing that if hadn't ended with that last strike, he would have received a full power blast of force lightning. Some Jedi stronger in the force might have been able to repel it with their bare hands but his true talents lay in the lightsaber. Without the weapon he wouldn't have been able to defend himself. At least not for long.

Ralon turned his attention back to Samal who had now woken up as.

"You're coming with me boy!" The Terror Trooper said as he made to grab the man.

But 'the boy' being rather large, overpowered the soldier. Having no weapon he quickly resorted to his hand to hand skills he'd no doubt learned from the Echani Academy Yusano's father had run. The two began wrestling over possession of the blaster rifle in the Terror Troopers Hands. Ralon then raised his wounded hand again, trapping the enemy Trooper in a glowing force stasis field that even non force wielders could see. Samal pulled the rifle out of his opponents hands with that. He looked around and saw the Jedi Master.

"Ralon Ogan?"

Ralon nodded with a smile, but it faded as he looked upon the body of his fallen padawan. Above them, Sith ships left the planet as the Republic arrived.

Well I'm finally rescued and will be joining the Jedi shortly. Next chapter I guess I could say my goodbyes to my family and then go to the Jedi Temple to begin my training under Master Ogan. That will likely include instruction on the lightsaber forms, fitness training, and of course learning to wield the force. If you guys have any sort of Jedi training you really want to see please say it in a review. I am really looking for those in this story as its sadly lacking. Remember, getting some reviews will encourage me to work more on this story. Or favorites as well, I got one not long ago and that gave me motivation to write this out. Please favorite, follow and review if you like it.

Edit 10/15/21: As of now due to having a stricter schedule due to having my work days a little rotated, I'm putting this story on hold until Team Hot Air is done.