A young girl wakes up in the midst of a dream. She decideds to take
her morning walk has usual, but on a diffrent planet. Her life has been
taking a power turn to the worst. She can't keep these... these evil
thoughts out of her head. Something has been groping at her mind for the
past year. Something of quite power. Her head swirms and wiggles to free
these thoughts, but it wont leave. Her pain is so great that she can not
take this anymore nor can she tell anyone.
Sia-Lann continues a steady pace down the dimly lit road of Dantooine. Her hood on her head, and her lightsaber tucked away in her cloak's pocket. Her morbid thoughts keep coming to her and regularly see's demons, or.. messasi warriors ontop of buildings, or as people. Something catchs her ear, something of quite disturbing nature. Her head works faster than her brain because she turns to the direction of a group of men.
"I TOLD you, over and over, you owe me money!" Shouts a tall Twi'lek male. His eyes are gazing into a small human shivering in the corner.
"I.. I told you.. I will have the.. the money by tomorrow." The old man shouts in his defence.
The Twi'lek sneers at the man shroweded in the corner. He looks to his posse and grabs a Blaster Rifle from one of his men's hands. "No.. I have waited to long, it is time for you to pay now," he fires a shot, "With your life." He cackles along with his men.
Sia-Lann shakes her head in digust. She eyes the man crumpled up on the ground. A large puddle of blood oozes out of his back and his chest. Anger feels her head and an evil cloud swirls in her head. The Twi'lek sees her and growls, "Why looky looky, we have a new comer." He laughs. "What's your name, little miss princess?" He asks with a taunting growl. Sia-Lann tilts her head, "I don't want to fight; and im sure you don't want to die." She says with a retortful grin.The man chuckles then sneers, "Didn't your mother teach you better manners?" He asks with an evil glare in his eyes. Sia-Lann smiles innocently, "She tought me not to fuck around with people. But.. of course, I dont think you are truly a person." She spits on his boot. Well, if it weren't for the fact that killing a girl is not polite, Sia-Lann would be dead in his mind. But there is no law saying you can't push someone. He growls and pushs Sia into the ground. She moans as she hits her head on a rock. With a powerfull kick of her foot, the man is down on the ground. An army of goons begin swirmming out of the most unobvious areas. Sia-lann curses under her breath as she is charged. The man that was tripped stands up and hisses, "Thats not to smart little bitch." He pulls out his rifle and hits the auto-shoot switch. He takes one shot, and numerous shots are fired after that. Sia-Lann's instencts tell her to duck and run, but she shrugs that filling off. If someone's going to die, its NOT going to be her. Her arm is flung into her pocket, and activated by a meer flick.
Just an update... to keep you on your toes, no? :)
Sia-Lann continues a steady pace down the dimly lit road of Dantooine. Her hood on her head, and her lightsaber tucked away in her cloak's pocket. Her morbid thoughts keep coming to her and regularly see's demons, or.. messasi warriors ontop of buildings, or as people. Something catchs her ear, something of quite disturbing nature. Her head works faster than her brain because she turns to the direction of a group of men.
"I TOLD you, over and over, you owe me money!" Shouts a tall Twi'lek male. His eyes are gazing into a small human shivering in the corner.
"I.. I told you.. I will have the.. the money by tomorrow." The old man shouts in his defence.
The Twi'lek sneers at the man shroweded in the corner. He looks to his posse and grabs a Blaster Rifle from one of his men's hands. "No.. I have waited to long, it is time for you to pay now," he fires a shot, "With your life." He cackles along with his men.
Sia-Lann shakes her head in digust. She eyes the man crumpled up on the ground. A large puddle of blood oozes out of his back and his chest. Anger feels her head and an evil cloud swirls in her head. The Twi'lek sees her and growls, "Why looky looky, we have a new comer." He laughs. "What's your name, little miss princess?" He asks with a taunting growl. Sia-Lann tilts her head, "I don't want to fight; and im sure you don't want to die." She says with a retortful grin.The man chuckles then sneers, "Didn't your mother teach you better manners?" He asks with an evil glare in his eyes. Sia-Lann smiles innocently, "She tought me not to fuck around with people. But.. of course, I dont think you are truly a person." She spits on his boot. Well, if it weren't for the fact that killing a girl is not polite, Sia-Lann would be dead in his mind. But there is no law saying you can't push someone. He growls and pushs Sia into the ground. She moans as she hits her head on a rock. With a powerfull kick of her foot, the man is down on the ground. An army of goons begin swirmming out of the most unobvious areas. Sia-lann curses under her breath as she is charged. The man that was tripped stands up and hisses, "Thats not to smart little bitch." He pulls out his rifle and hits the auto-shoot switch. He takes one shot, and numerous shots are fired after that. Sia-Lann's instencts tell her to duck and run, but she shrugs that filling off. If someone's going to die, its NOT going to be her. Her arm is flung into her pocket, and activated by a meer flick.
Just an update... to keep you on your toes, no? :)