A/N Ok, so the very begining of this doesn't sound very SW-ish, but I promise it will as it get going!
It was a perfectly ordinary javelin, practically normal in every way. It weighted about 600 grams, and had probably the most awful colour scheme anyone could ever think of. It was about 3 meters long, with about a meter of each: neon orange at the tip, then quickly transitioned to a lime green and then to a flashy purple. It was always that colour, and most people with any kind of artistic colour sense would complain. It wasn't very old, only about a year, and it was owned by a high school.
In direct possession of this javelin, was Kae Lowe. She was a junior in high school and had "borrowed" the javelin for summer track. Like the school was ever going to get it back.
She was feeling rather irritated, having just come in dead last in competition with a throw of a whopping 11 meters. She scowled just slightly, and stood in the sector, delivering a death stare to the javelin. She hated it. No, hate was to strong a word, she dislike, detested and found it abominable. Yes, that was it, she found it abominable.
Crash. A golden electrical charge flew through the air. Lightning she thought, walking out and grabbing the javelin.
It happened again, the sky flashed a momentary white, and then returned to a cold grey as a cold rain began to fall.
Lightning.
It suddenly hit her. "Oh shit," she squealed, and began to run away for the open field and toward Bekah Churchill who, had been screaming at her for that last 10 minutes to get her ass inside, and Kae cound not figure out why.
Bekah was, as one will often say, one of the sharper tools in the shed. Ok, so they don't actually say that, but for this purpose, lets just say that they do. She was foolish enough to fall asleep during classes, but ingenious enough to get straight A's on every test and way the envy of many. People should never doubt the genius of fools.
"KAE! What the hell do you think you're doing?" she screamed, her hands resting in her petite waist, one that was holding a VCR remote. She stood in the doorway of her home, which just happened to be right next to the field Kae was in.
Coincidence? I think not.
Bekah was the exact opposite of Kae, short, thin, blonde and though a somewhat peculiar fellow. Kae was a tall, somewhat chubby brunette, who was very bright, despite what people would think.
"What does it look like I'm bloody doing?" Kae yelled, now thoroughly waterlogged, "I'm trying to make this bloody javelin go from point A to point B and doing one hell of a lousy job!"
"I'll say."
"Very funny."
"I thought so."
"Heh."
"Now, stop your blubbering, and come inside, Episode I's about to start." Bekah sighed, turning around and looking eagerly at the TV. Kae suddenly perked up at the sound of Star Wars. This meant a whole two hours of no javelin, a whole two-hours of watching Ewan McGregor.
"Whohoo!" Kae exclaimed, running forward and putting a hand on Bekah's shoulder.
"Come on K.Lo," she grinned. Kae managed to scowl at the nickname.
Just then, a rouge bolt of lightning tore thought the air, hitting the tip of Kae's javelin and in turn, also striking Bekah. Talk about dumb luck.
"Kae... Kae wake up..." Bekah whispered, while shaking Kae as hard as she could.
"Oi." Kae grumbled, rubbing the back of her head. "What is it? I was having a rather pleasant dream, Obi-Wan had just pledged his love to me..."
"That all fine and dandy, but I urge you to take a look down there..." Bekah whispered. She was pointing down a long metallic hallway, where two black balls were rapidly rolling toward them.
"Oh hell. Destroyer Droids." Kae looked wide-eyed at Bekah, just as another fairly masculine voice also commented on the druids.
"Master, destroyers." A cloaked man, who could only be identified at Obi-Wan Kenobi told his Jedi mentor, another cloaked man who at that moment had his lightsaber shoved between two duristeel doors, who was most obviously Qui-Gon Jinn. Kae and Bekah looked at eachother, a black stare on their faces.
"Shall we?"
"Why, yes, I do belive..."
"SAVE US!!" the both screamed, latching onto one of the Jedi.
"I told you I had a bad feeling Master."
A/N Hope you liked it! So what if its kinda short, that chps will get longer. Please review! I will most likely continue if all y'all like it, so please tell me! Don't forget to Flame! (^.^ we don't mind flames here!)
It was a perfectly ordinary javelin, practically normal in every way. It weighted about 600 grams, and had probably the most awful colour scheme anyone could ever think of. It was about 3 meters long, with about a meter of each: neon orange at the tip, then quickly transitioned to a lime green and then to a flashy purple. It was always that colour, and most people with any kind of artistic colour sense would complain. It wasn't very old, only about a year, and it was owned by a high school.
In direct possession of this javelin, was Kae Lowe. She was a junior in high school and had "borrowed" the javelin for summer track. Like the school was ever going to get it back.
She was feeling rather irritated, having just come in dead last in competition with a throw of a whopping 11 meters. She scowled just slightly, and stood in the sector, delivering a death stare to the javelin. She hated it. No, hate was to strong a word, she dislike, detested and found it abominable. Yes, that was it, she found it abominable.
Crash. A golden electrical charge flew through the air. Lightning she thought, walking out and grabbing the javelin.
It happened again, the sky flashed a momentary white, and then returned to a cold grey as a cold rain began to fall.
Lightning.
It suddenly hit her. "Oh shit," she squealed, and began to run away for the open field and toward Bekah Churchill who, had been screaming at her for that last 10 minutes to get her ass inside, and Kae cound not figure out why.
Bekah was, as one will often say, one of the sharper tools in the shed. Ok, so they don't actually say that, but for this purpose, lets just say that they do. She was foolish enough to fall asleep during classes, but ingenious enough to get straight A's on every test and way the envy of many. People should never doubt the genius of fools.
"KAE! What the hell do you think you're doing?" she screamed, her hands resting in her petite waist, one that was holding a VCR remote. She stood in the doorway of her home, which just happened to be right next to the field Kae was in.
Coincidence? I think not.
Bekah was the exact opposite of Kae, short, thin, blonde and though a somewhat peculiar fellow. Kae was a tall, somewhat chubby brunette, who was very bright, despite what people would think.
"What does it look like I'm bloody doing?" Kae yelled, now thoroughly waterlogged, "I'm trying to make this bloody javelin go from point A to point B and doing one hell of a lousy job!"
"I'll say."
"Very funny."
"I thought so."
"Heh."
"Now, stop your blubbering, and come inside, Episode I's about to start." Bekah sighed, turning around and looking eagerly at the TV. Kae suddenly perked up at the sound of Star Wars. This meant a whole two hours of no javelin, a whole two-hours of watching Ewan McGregor.
"Whohoo!" Kae exclaimed, running forward and putting a hand on Bekah's shoulder.
"Come on K.Lo," she grinned. Kae managed to scowl at the nickname.
Just then, a rouge bolt of lightning tore thought the air, hitting the tip of Kae's javelin and in turn, also striking Bekah. Talk about dumb luck.
"Kae... Kae wake up..." Bekah whispered, while shaking Kae as hard as she could.
"Oi." Kae grumbled, rubbing the back of her head. "What is it? I was having a rather pleasant dream, Obi-Wan had just pledged his love to me..."
"That all fine and dandy, but I urge you to take a look down there..." Bekah whispered. She was pointing down a long metallic hallway, where two black balls were rapidly rolling toward them.
"Oh hell. Destroyer Droids." Kae looked wide-eyed at Bekah, just as another fairly masculine voice also commented on the druids.
"Master, destroyers." A cloaked man, who could only be identified at Obi-Wan Kenobi told his Jedi mentor, another cloaked man who at that moment had his lightsaber shoved between two duristeel doors, who was most obviously Qui-Gon Jinn. Kae and Bekah looked at eachother, a black stare on their faces.
"Shall we?"
"Why, yes, I do belive..."
"SAVE US!!" the both screamed, latching onto one of the Jedi.
"I told you I had a bad feeling Master."
A/N Hope you liked it! So what if its kinda short, that chps will get longer. Please review! I will most likely continue if all y'all like it, so please tell me! Don't forget to Flame! (^.^ we don't mind flames here!)