Kyle ran back to his speeder. Since this gangster's office was on a high
level of Coruscant, the only way to get there would be through speeder
travel. Kyle arose into the sky and made his way toward the south of
Coruscant. Kyle could see many aliens passing him by in their speeders. In
a quick zoom, they flashed by. A couple came close to hitting Kyle, just
barely dodging them. Kyle swerved left and right through the air high above
the lower streets. He finally pulled onto the landing platform of Jor's
office. As Kyle walked up the steps, he could see the eclipse-like moon
shining in the night sky, stars galore. Naturally, the door to his office
was locked. He tried using the force, but it wouldn't budge, so he figured
he would try to sneak around the back way. Kyle snuck around the side,
creeping around, close to the ledge. He nearly fell off a few times. He
tried keeping quite for the fear that someone might catch him. Just before
he could get around to the back, he was stopped by Jor's security.
Guard: Hey! What the hell are you doing back here, you aren't authorized!
With a quick wave of his hand, Kyle attempted the classic Jedi mind trick.
Kyle: You will allow me through the back.
Guard: Err.. uhh. I will allow you through the back.
Kyle: Now return to your low level paying security job.
Guard: Uhhh. I will now return to my low level paying security job?
Kyle was easily allowed through the back. He crept through the back hallways with incredibly stealth, not igniting his saber once. Kyle hoped not to make any commotion. However, his plan didn't go over too well when he reached Jor's office. Jor wasn't there, but he left many security guards.
Kyle: Ah sith spit, how am I going to get passed all these guards?
Kyle walked in peacefully hiding his lightsaber under his cloak.
Henchman: HEY! You aren't suppose to be here, guards, fire upon my order.
Kyle: Wait! I was authorized to come back here, the guards in front let me in here.
Henchman: Liar! You were not authorized to come back here.
Kyle attempted the Jedi mind trick again.
Kyle: You will let me see Mr. Gortio.
Henchman: Ha! You think that will work on me Jedi? You'll need to try something better. Guards! Get in the ready position, and fire on my command.
Kyle: Now wait a minute guys.
Henchman: FIRE!
Kyle ignited his fierce blue lightsaber and deflected every single blaster shot that came his way. Jor's henchman drew out their swords and attempted to strike Kyle, but Kyle moved out of the way with ease and then attempted to slash the main guard, but to Kyle's surprise, he was able to block it.
Kyle: What? How did your blade stop my lightsaber?!
Henchman: Simple really. cortosis blades.
Kyle: Well, that would explain it.
They now continued their duel, each jabbing at one another. Kyle was able to take out the first two due to the fact that their weapons weren't made of cortosis. However, the last two, while not that much trouble, weren't as easy for Kyle. One of the remaining henchman made a slash at Kyle, but he was able to duck and slash the henchman in the back. Just one more to go, they seemed pretty even in their duel until the henchman cut Kyle's right arm. Kyle became extremely angered and started to hack away at this guy, eventually, breaking his blade made of cortosis in half.
Henchman: Please Mr. Jedi. please. don't hurt me, please.
Kyle: As long as you take me to Jor Gortio, I won't kill you.
Henchman: Yes sir, okay.
Of course, keeping his faith to the Jedi, Kyle never intended on killing him anyway, unless physically provoked. The man got up and walked Kyle through the rest of the hallways into the elevator. As they went up, Kyle could see the entire city. The elevator stopped at Jor's office room. Kyle walked up to Jor.
Jor Gortio: So, this is the saber wielding trouble maker that has infiltrated my office.
Kyle: Look Jor, I don't want any trouble, but there will be some if you don't hand over those space station plans.
Jor: Oh, so you just expect me to give them to you?
Kyle: If you don't want trouble, then yes.
Jor: Bahahahaha!!
Kyle: Is something funny? I don't want trouble, and I know you don't either.
Jor: Well, if you plan on taking these plans, then there WILL be trouble.
Ten or so of Gortio's henchman walked into the room and shut the door.
Luke was being held captive in one of Admiral Lyger's torture chambers, awaiting the Admiral. Thoughts raced through his mind as the Admiral strolled in.
Lyger: Well, well, Luke. I see you have made yourself comfortable.
Luke: You can't do ANYTHING to me that would make me tell Lyger.
Lyger: Its ADMIRAL Lyger.
The Admiral gave Luke a fierce shock as Luke screamed.
Lyger: See Luke? That's just a taste of what will happen if you don't answer my questions correctly. Now, lets get started with it.
Luke: Bring it on.
Lyger: Where is your Jedi Academy?
Luke: Manaan.
Lyger: Ha! Manaan has nothing but ruins and ocean ever since Darth Revan destroyed it 4 and a half thousand years ago.
Lyger pushed a button on his key pad and gave Luke a vile shock while he hollered.
Lyger: Anyway. Castus knows your Academy is on Yavin 4. Now, onto the next question. Where have you sent those two Jedi.
Luke: To Tatooine.
Lyger: Wrong answer.
Lyger gave Luke another horrible shock.
Lyger: I have reports from my right hand man that these two Jedi were on Coruscant. He works at the desk of the Senate Port.
Lyger: What is your mission?
Luke: Isn't it obvious? We are going to go Kashyyyk to help out the wookies in their war against slavers.
Lyger: You are a funny man aren't you Master Skywalker. Well, Lord Castus will be down in a few minutes, maybe he will have more luck with you than I have.
As Lyger walked out, he pressed the button again and gave Luke one more shock. Luke quickly passed out from the pain.
Blaster shots here, blaster shots there, you could here them anywhere, people looked, people gasped, one could not believe how much attention from the people Kyle grasped. Due to his Jedi training, Kyle was highly advanced in knowing how to deflect blaster shots, as well as duel with other swordsmen, and due to the novice like abilities of Gortio's henchmen, Kyle was able to hold them off. However, he could not gain enough time to strike down any of them. He fought with all his might, for what he believed was right, until that time, when his apprentice came to save his hide, they swept the floor with Gortio's men. Jake with lightsaber in hand, and Jayson with blade in hand, appeared in the door way and came to save the day. Jake slashed at many of the people trying to strike down Kyle. Jayson fended the rest of them off with his master swordsmanship. With three out of the ten henchmen left, they gave up, and let down their swords in front of Jake, Kyle, and Jayson.
Jor: C'mon you weaklings! Get back in there and kill them!!
Henchman 1: What are we suppose to do boss? We are beginners at this, How are we suppose to fend off two Jedi and a master swordsman?
Jor: Ugh! I knew you guys were worth nothing to me!
Gortio took out a blaster pistol and attempted to shoot his three remaining men, but Kyle wouldn't have it, and stuck out his lightsaber, deflecting the laser shots.
Kyle: No, you won't kill them for being honest. You let them go, they did their best, but their best wasn't good enough, you can't blame someone for trying.
Gortio stood up and walked over towards Kyle.
Jor: And what are you going to do Jedi? You have no right to tell me what I can and cannot do with MY men.
Kyle: Encase you forgot, I am a Jedi, a keeper of the peace, I seek justice, where ever it is necessary. And believe me, I find it very necessary here.
Jor: Well Jedi, if you plan to stop me then do it.
Jor whipped out a blaster pistol and tried to shoot Kyle, but Kyle deflected it right back at Jor, hitting him in the head. Jor fell to the floor and lay motionless, he was dead. Kyle went over to Jor's desk and grabbed the plans, and walked back over to Jor's body.
Kyle: Consider yourself stopped.
Kyle: Well Jake, I appreciate the help and all, but who is he?
Jake: Don't worry master, I'll tell you all about him on our way to the senate.
Luke was motionless, but still breathing as he struggled to open his eyes. He finally managed to get them open, but what he saw in front of him wasn't a very pretty sight. In front of him, stood the self proclaimed Dark Lord of the Sith, Darth Castus.
Darth Castus: Well, well, well. Luke Skywalker, how is it going. "Master"?
Castus tried to emphasize on the master as a sense of sarcasm to try and make Luke feel guilty for his turn to the Dark Side.
Luke: Wh.. wha. what?
Darth Castus: Oh, sorry "Master" you must have passed out from the intense interrogation my Admiral gave you.
Luke: Don't worry. I haven't told him anything, I can assure that.
Darth Castus: No, you may not have told him anything, but I will break you!
Guard: Hey! What the hell are you doing back here, you aren't authorized!
With a quick wave of his hand, Kyle attempted the classic Jedi mind trick.
Kyle: You will allow me through the back.
Guard: Err.. uhh. I will allow you through the back.
Kyle: Now return to your low level paying security job.
Guard: Uhhh. I will now return to my low level paying security job?
Kyle was easily allowed through the back. He crept through the back hallways with incredibly stealth, not igniting his saber once. Kyle hoped not to make any commotion. However, his plan didn't go over too well when he reached Jor's office. Jor wasn't there, but he left many security guards.
Kyle: Ah sith spit, how am I going to get passed all these guards?
Kyle walked in peacefully hiding his lightsaber under his cloak.
Henchman: HEY! You aren't suppose to be here, guards, fire upon my order.
Kyle: Wait! I was authorized to come back here, the guards in front let me in here.
Henchman: Liar! You were not authorized to come back here.
Kyle attempted the Jedi mind trick again.
Kyle: You will let me see Mr. Gortio.
Henchman: Ha! You think that will work on me Jedi? You'll need to try something better. Guards! Get in the ready position, and fire on my command.
Kyle: Now wait a minute guys.
Henchman: FIRE!
Kyle ignited his fierce blue lightsaber and deflected every single blaster shot that came his way. Jor's henchman drew out their swords and attempted to strike Kyle, but Kyle moved out of the way with ease and then attempted to slash the main guard, but to Kyle's surprise, he was able to block it.
Kyle: What? How did your blade stop my lightsaber?!
Henchman: Simple really. cortosis blades.
Kyle: Well, that would explain it.
They now continued their duel, each jabbing at one another. Kyle was able to take out the first two due to the fact that their weapons weren't made of cortosis. However, the last two, while not that much trouble, weren't as easy for Kyle. One of the remaining henchman made a slash at Kyle, but he was able to duck and slash the henchman in the back. Just one more to go, they seemed pretty even in their duel until the henchman cut Kyle's right arm. Kyle became extremely angered and started to hack away at this guy, eventually, breaking his blade made of cortosis in half.
Henchman: Please Mr. Jedi. please. don't hurt me, please.
Kyle: As long as you take me to Jor Gortio, I won't kill you.
Henchman: Yes sir, okay.
Of course, keeping his faith to the Jedi, Kyle never intended on killing him anyway, unless physically provoked. The man got up and walked Kyle through the rest of the hallways into the elevator. As they went up, Kyle could see the entire city. The elevator stopped at Jor's office room. Kyle walked up to Jor.
Jor Gortio: So, this is the saber wielding trouble maker that has infiltrated my office.
Kyle: Look Jor, I don't want any trouble, but there will be some if you don't hand over those space station plans.
Jor: Oh, so you just expect me to give them to you?
Kyle: If you don't want trouble, then yes.
Jor: Bahahahaha!!
Kyle: Is something funny? I don't want trouble, and I know you don't either.
Jor: Well, if you plan on taking these plans, then there WILL be trouble.
Ten or so of Gortio's henchman walked into the room and shut the door.
Luke was being held captive in one of Admiral Lyger's torture chambers, awaiting the Admiral. Thoughts raced through his mind as the Admiral strolled in.
Lyger: Well, well, Luke. I see you have made yourself comfortable.
Luke: You can't do ANYTHING to me that would make me tell Lyger.
Lyger: Its ADMIRAL Lyger.
The Admiral gave Luke a fierce shock as Luke screamed.
Lyger: See Luke? That's just a taste of what will happen if you don't answer my questions correctly. Now, lets get started with it.
Luke: Bring it on.
Lyger: Where is your Jedi Academy?
Luke: Manaan.
Lyger: Ha! Manaan has nothing but ruins and ocean ever since Darth Revan destroyed it 4 and a half thousand years ago.
Lyger pushed a button on his key pad and gave Luke a vile shock while he hollered.
Lyger: Anyway. Castus knows your Academy is on Yavin 4. Now, onto the next question. Where have you sent those two Jedi.
Luke: To Tatooine.
Lyger: Wrong answer.
Lyger gave Luke another horrible shock.
Lyger: I have reports from my right hand man that these two Jedi were on Coruscant. He works at the desk of the Senate Port.
Lyger: What is your mission?
Luke: Isn't it obvious? We are going to go Kashyyyk to help out the wookies in their war against slavers.
Lyger: You are a funny man aren't you Master Skywalker. Well, Lord Castus will be down in a few minutes, maybe he will have more luck with you than I have.
As Lyger walked out, he pressed the button again and gave Luke one more shock. Luke quickly passed out from the pain.
Blaster shots here, blaster shots there, you could here them anywhere, people looked, people gasped, one could not believe how much attention from the people Kyle grasped. Due to his Jedi training, Kyle was highly advanced in knowing how to deflect blaster shots, as well as duel with other swordsmen, and due to the novice like abilities of Gortio's henchmen, Kyle was able to hold them off. However, he could not gain enough time to strike down any of them. He fought with all his might, for what he believed was right, until that time, when his apprentice came to save his hide, they swept the floor with Gortio's men. Jake with lightsaber in hand, and Jayson with blade in hand, appeared in the door way and came to save the day. Jake slashed at many of the people trying to strike down Kyle. Jayson fended the rest of them off with his master swordsmanship. With three out of the ten henchmen left, they gave up, and let down their swords in front of Jake, Kyle, and Jayson.
Jor: C'mon you weaklings! Get back in there and kill them!!
Henchman 1: What are we suppose to do boss? We are beginners at this, How are we suppose to fend off two Jedi and a master swordsman?
Jor: Ugh! I knew you guys were worth nothing to me!
Gortio took out a blaster pistol and attempted to shoot his three remaining men, but Kyle wouldn't have it, and stuck out his lightsaber, deflecting the laser shots.
Kyle: No, you won't kill them for being honest. You let them go, they did their best, but their best wasn't good enough, you can't blame someone for trying.
Gortio stood up and walked over towards Kyle.
Jor: And what are you going to do Jedi? You have no right to tell me what I can and cannot do with MY men.
Kyle: Encase you forgot, I am a Jedi, a keeper of the peace, I seek justice, where ever it is necessary. And believe me, I find it very necessary here.
Jor: Well Jedi, if you plan to stop me then do it.
Jor whipped out a blaster pistol and tried to shoot Kyle, but Kyle deflected it right back at Jor, hitting him in the head. Jor fell to the floor and lay motionless, he was dead. Kyle went over to Jor's desk and grabbed the plans, and walked back over to Jor's body.
Kyle: Consider yourself stopped.
Kyle: Well Jake, I appreciate the help and all, but who is he?
Jake: Don't worry master, I'll tell you all about him on our way to the senate.
Luke was motionless, but still breathing as he struggled to open his eyes. He finally managed to get them open, but what he saw in front of him wasn't a very pretty sight. In front of him, stood the self proclaimed Dark Lord of the Sith, Darth Castus.
Darth Castus: Well, well, well. Luke Skywalker, how is it going. "Master"?
Castus tried to emphasize on the master as a sense of sarcasm to try and make Luke feel guilty for his turn to the Dark Side.
Luke: Wh.. wha. what?
Darth Castus: Oh, sorry "Master" you must have passed out from the intense interrogation my Admiral gave you.
Luke: Don't worry. I haven't told him anything, I can assure that.
Darth Castus: No, you may not have told him anything, but I will break you!