Star Wars
Thin Jedi Path
Chapter 2
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Zaor had wondered the strange red planet for now two standard days, and about from the odd thought he had of being near he had not seen anything. He was beginning to believe that the blinding white light had been a transport o another planet.
One think was for sure, he didn't like this planet, it was like one big desert planet, similar to that of Tatooine, but was red, the suns were red, the ground of red, and the planet gave off a red glow. The only change was the small trees and shrubs that were a dark purple. Another thing that put Zaor off was that the whole planet never had night, for the two standard days he had not seen any night, but had watched eight different suns. Another thing that made Zaor uncomfortable was that even with the suns it was also cold, he believed that it was below fifteen degrees all the time.
Zaor, came to stop next to one of the trees, not so much as over heated as getting to cold and tense, relaxing for a moment he then did a few stretches to keep his body not tensed, he had had a long time to think about what had happened to him, he also knew for sure that someone wanted him dead of lost, and he was going to find out what happened. Zaor knew that something was up.
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Another day later he found that he was becoming confused, the landscape seemed to never change, he had seen what he thought was the same thing over and over, it was as if he was on a running machine with the same holo-image being shown time over time. And to make things worst, he was running out of food and energy capsules.
Remember to never lose hope; hope will come when non-is shown Zaor remembered Master Windu saying.
Zaor spent the next couple of days not some much wondering like he had spent the last few days, but searching the area around him, probing it with his mind, trying to find areas of some type of life but found that like he had before nothing. It was as if the world was dead.
Then without warning he was sent flying, calming himself with the force within seconds, but was unable to control his landing, he struck the ground hard sending sharp stabbing pains all along his left side.
Zaor got up as fast as he could, as he did he used some of his force power to control his newly received wound, and all the other amount of the force he could to scan the area. But with no luck he put some more of his force power on healing.
Then without warning he was surrounded. In all directions he could see nothing but people, covered in red torn robes, in they hands what looked like lightsabres, but with the red all around the planet he couldn't see if they were powered by some type of crystal like his or not. Zaor did only thing he could think of, he pulled out his own lightsabre. He looked around, although he could see them standing in a circle around them he couldn't feel them through the force, it was as if they were not there, not connected to the force. Zaor turned his lightsabre over in his hand, slowly rolling it. Then pushing the activation button his blade came to life. His golden blade glowing in the red planet.
In the atmosphere of this planet the lightsabre had a harsh hum to it, as if the blade would fail if not turned off. But the vibrations through the handle were not a problem, so Zaor sent any worry out of his mind. Slowly turning the blade in his hands he did a quick count with the force, although he couldn't feel any of the beings as being there he could sense that there was a difference in the landscape, they felt like planets, which seemed more alive than the rest of the planet, Zaor couldn't really explain it, he wasn't a master in understanding the force.
Then two of the beings leaped at him from his right and behind, Zaor dropped to his left knee and rolled onto his back and swang his blade around and behind him, which cut both of the beings hands off, while the beings seemed able to use both hands to wield they strange weapons both were too stunned to attack again and moved away in pain and disbelief. Whatever life they is on this planet, they mustn't fight back to these creatures. thought Zaor.
Rolling back onto his feet he searched for the next being to attack him, but they all seemed stunned. Then the beings started growling, as if calling to each other. As if specking in a language which Zaor didn't understand, but they didn't they just stood there.
Then from the centre of Zaor's vision came a figure covered in a dark red robe, his face hidden from vision by a huge hood. He seemed to be the leader, but the way he moved wasn't the same as the other beings, while they had been slow, not really graceful, this being was graceful. And while he wasn't as big as the other beings he carried with him a look and present of great power.
"Welcome," came a scaly dry voice, which to Zaor was full of evil. But what made Zaor have fear flowing into his bones was the next word, and the way he said it. "Jedi!"
"You know who I am?" asked Zaor, using the force to surround him, and send the fear away.
"Yes, you are one of those who made a planet the way it is currently," replied the evil voice.
To be Continued
All characters are owned by the Author, any use of them is not allowed at all. I will not allow any use of the characters at this present time, even if that is only to be posted on FanFiction.net.
This is for the reason that I am writing their lives, and do not what any other authors like myself to confuse other readers. After the short series is written by all means may people use the characters, but not until I allow it.
*~*~*
Zaor had wondered the strange red planet for now two standard days, and about from the odd thought he had of being near he had not seen anything. He was beginning to believe that the blinding white light had been a transport o another planet.
One think was for sure, he didn't like this planet, it was like one big desert planet, similar to that of Tatooine, but was red, the suns were red, the ground of red, and the planet gave off a red glow. The only change was the small trees and shrubs that were a dark purple. Another thing that put Zaor off was that the whole planet never had night, for the two standard days he had not seen any night, but had watched eight different suns. Another thing that made Zaor uncomfortable was that even with the suns it was also cold, he believed that it was below fifteen degrees all the time.
Zaor, came to stop next to one of the trees, not so much as over heated as getting to cold and tense, relaxing for a moment he then did a few stretches to keep his body not tensed, he had had a long time to think about what had happened to him, he also knew for sure that someone wanted him dead of lost, and he was going to find out what happened. Zaor knew that something was up.
*~*~*
Another day later he found that he was becoming confused, the landscape seemed to never change, he had seen what he thought was the same thing over and over, it was as if he was on a running machine with the same holo-image being shown time over time. And to make things worst, he was running out of food and energy capsules.
Remember to never lose hope; hope will come when non-is shown Zaor remembered Master Windu saying.
Zaor spent the next couple of days not some much wondering like he had spent the last few days, but searching the area around him, probing it with his mind, trying to find areas of some type of life but found that like he had before nothing. It was as if the world was dead.
Then without warning he was sent flying, calming himself with the force within seconds, but was unable to control his landing, he struck the ground hard sending sharp stabbing pains all along his left side.
Zaor got up as fast as he could, as he did he used some of his force power to control his newly received wound, and all the other amount of the force he could to scan the area. But with no luck he put some more of his force power on healing.
Then without warning he was surrounded. In all directions he could see nothing but people, covered in red torn robes, in they hands what looked like lightsabres, but with the red all around the planet he couldn't see if they were powered by some type of crystal like his or not. Zaor did only thing he could think of, he pulled out his own lightsabre. He looked around, although he could see them standing in a circle around them he couldn't feel them through the force, it was as if they were not there, not connected to the force. Zaor turned his lightsabre over in his hand, slowly rolling it. Then pushing the activation button his blade came to life. His golden blade glowing in the red planet.
In the atmosphere of this planet the lightsabre had a harsh hum to it, as if the blade would fail if not turned off. But the vibrations through the handle were not a problem, so Zaor sent any worry out of his mind. Slowly turning the blade in his hands he did a quick count with the force, although he couldn't feel any of the beings as being there he could sense that there was a difference in the landscape, they felt like planets, which seemed more alive than the rest of the planet, Zaor couldn't really explain it, he wasn't a master in understanding the force.
Then two of the beings leaped at him from his right and behind, Zaor dropped to his left knee and rolled onto his back and swang his blade around and behind him, which cut both of the beings hands off, while the beings seemed able to use both hands to wield they strange weapons both were too stunned to attack again and moved away in pain and disbelief. Whatever life they is on this planet, they mustn't fight back to these creatures. thought Zaor.
Rolling back onto his feet he searched for the next being to attack him, but they all seemed stunned. Then the beings started growling, as if calling to each other. As if specking in a language which Zaor didn't understand, but they didn't they just stood there.
Then from the centre of Zaor's vision came a figure covered in a dark red robe, his face hidden from vision by a huge hood. He seemed to be the leader, but the way he moved wasn't the same as the other beings, while they had been slow, not really graceful, this being was graceful. And while he wasn't as big as the other beings he carried with him a look and present of great power.
"Welcome," came a scaly dry voice, which to Zaor was full of evil. But what made Zaor have fear flowing into his bones was the next word, and the way he said it. "Jedi!"
"You know who I am?" asked Zaor, using the force to surround him, and send the fear away.
"Yes, you are one of those who made a planet the way it is currently," replied the evil voice.
To be Continued
All characters are owned by the Author, any use of them is not allowed at all. I will not allow any use of the characters at this present time, even if that is only to be posted on FanFiction.net.
This is for the reason that I am writing their lives, and do not what any other authors like myself to confuse other readers. After the short series is written by all means may people use the characters, but not until I allow it.