Jedi Stories: episode #25 The Trap
Previously: Frey, trailed by Lowdun, entered Poopsie's house. Unfortunately, Poopsie caught them. Frey raced down the hall to find his family as Lowdun went outside to warn John and Catherine. As Lowdun is coming back to assist Frey, he sees Poopsie and overhears things…and now…
"Guess what,
your husband's walking into a trap right now. Once he's dead, I'll have no use for you. You know too much. I'll
kill you then. Bye-bye, doomed
ones. Maw haw haw!"
He slams the door and
hides the key. And Lowdun has seen it all! Poopsie goes off as Lowdun grabs the key and rushes off to warn
Frey. He only knows one thing: Frey's in trouble and he must get to
him! Now, to Frey. After Lowdun left to go see to John and Catherine,
Frey took off as fast as he could towards the noise. After glancing behind himself twice, he soon realized that
Poopsie was not on his tail.
"Must have gone after Lowdun," muttered the old man.
The sound was coming from
a room past the main hallway. As soon
as Frey reached the room, he realized all too late that it had been a
trap. The dark room he now found
himself in was a very large one. One
entire wall was lined with books and there was a large desk in the opposite
corner. IN the middle, was a kind of
platform thing.
"Poopsie's study!"
exclaimed Fry.
He was just about to turn
back when the door slammed shut. Frey
rushed over to it and try as he might, the door would not open for him. Frey could soon hear footsteps nearing every
minute. Now, before the confrontation
between Frey and Poopsie (Oh come on, you knew it was coming!), we must get to
Catherine and John. Now, as we left
them last Catherine had started to go into labor. Well, John did very well in the way of helping his wife through
the delivery. He did surprisingly
well. He even surprised himself.
"Oh, come on, honey! Push! It's almost out!"
"I'm trying!"
Finally, pop and the baby was out. And so the next heir to the Republic was born. (Remember John is the king.)
"What would you like to name it, dear?" Asked John.
"Well, is it a boy or a girl, John?"
John checked…and it was a
boy.
"A boy."
"How about Timothy? Tim Jedi for short…I like that, do you,
John."
"Whatever you want. I think that is a good name."
The Republic had a prince now, Tim Jedi. Now, to at Lowdun. Lowdun
knew that he could never catch up to Poopsie, but at least maybe he could
somehow stop Poopsie. When Lowdun
reached the doorway to Poopsie's study, Frey and Poopsie were already
fighting. You see, where we last left
Frey, he heard footsteps coming towards him. He knew they belonged to Poopsie. Of course Poopsie unlocked the door and went right on in. Frey did not
run. He could not. There was no escaping this fight. Poopsie drew his red lightsaber that he had
recently constructed (following the Sith Journal) and he went right for
Frey! Frey barely had enough time to
react and activate his own lightsaber. Frey's lightsaber met Poopsie's just as it was about to slice through
him.
"You're not going to get away with this, Kritch!"
"I was supposed to have
killed you by now. You're not allowed
to react so fast!"
"Well I did. I may be old,
but I still rely on the Light Side of the Force."
"Yes, but I have power
with the Dark Side."
"It'll kill you," replies Frey.
"You're wrong. It'll kill
you, because I'm going to kill you!"
"You may kill me, but your
powers will kill you eventually. That's
the way it is with those who are too power-hungry for themselves."
Poopsie only laughs at
that. This is the point when Lowdun
rushes in.
"Poopsie, get away from
Frey! And show us your prisoners!"
Frey shakes his head.
"Lowdun, run and save
yourself. You can't do anything for
me. I must face him. Whatever happens, happens."
"No, Frey. I can help you, I've got to."
"Lowdun…"
But Lowdun rushed over to Poopsie and ignited his
lightsaber…and Poopsie turned around and reached his arm out at Lowdun…and…
Until next time!
