"When do you want me to go after her?" Darth Omega asked his master
solemnly.
"As soon as possible, my apprentice." Darth Malik stepped out of the shadows of the underground chamber. "It would seem that a new complication has arisen."
"Whatever it is, I will take care of it."
"Will you?"
Omega was slightly confused by this. "Master, is there any reason that I wouldn't be able to deal with this.this complication as you put it?"
"Yes. As you know, Kima has been stranded near Alderaan and a many petty warlords and crime bosses are sending their respective forces to capture Kima and kill anyone who is trying to do the same. Foln is one of those whom I speak of. He has deceived a very capable bounty hunter into capturing our objective and the problem is, the bounty hunter is much too close for my liking."
"If you suggest that a mere bounty hunter would pose-"
"Not just a mere bounty hunter, Omega," Darth Malik interrupted. "A former member of the Jedi Order."
"Even so, my point still stands."
"You are wrong, Padawan. He has thrown aside the ridiculous restrictions that keep the Jedi infidels from reaching their true potential." Malik's voice dropped a notch. "He might even be as powerful as you."
Darth Omega's eyes darkened in fury. "I will find Kima and capture her," He said finally. "And if this bounty hunter interferes, I will kill him."
***
"Kima. Kima I know you can hear me. Surrender yourself and don't make have to go through the unpleasantness of forcibly incapacitating you." It felt weird to Zekk to be calling out Kima's name like he knew her when they hadn't even met but he was impatient and he had to at least give her a chance to give up nice and easy.
He continued to walk down the deserted hallway, his boots clacking softly on the shiny floor.
Then he got a reading. He couldn't be sure but he would have certainly bet that the alarm bells ringing in his mind were the Force trying to tell him that Kima was very close.
Zekk looked around. There were so many doors to choose from. He stood still and gently probed each and every room with his mind, a strenuous task that he couldn't sustain for very long.
There she was. A slight smile appeared on his face. Drawing his blaster, he kicked open the door to the room he was sure Kima was in, sweeping the area with his blaster.
Wham
Kima's hand formed into the perfect knife as she stepped out from behind Zekk and chopped him on the neck. Zekk lurched forward, his blaster falling out of his hands but he managed to keep his footing, due to all of the intense reflexes he'd honed over the years.
Kima, seeing that Zekk hadn't fallen reached for the blaster at her side. Zekk gracefully leaped forward and executed a perfect sidekick to her hand, sending the blaster skidding on the ground.
Zekk readied himself into a fighting stance, keeping most of his weight centered on his back foot and keeping the one in front lightly on the ground. This was the first time he'd seen her up close and despite the bags of fatigue under her eyes, she looked better now than in the holophoto.
"Give up Kima," Zekk said. "Don't make me have to hurt you."
Kima's response was a high kick to his chest that sent him reeling backwards. Once again however, he managed to keep his balance, something that interested Kima. She had been trained well by her father in the ways of the Tera Kasii and had mastered the art. She was now beginning to suspect that her opponent had gained mastery of the techniques as well, especially from his fighting stance which mirrored her own.
"Unfortunately, I don't have the same problems with hurting you that you do with hurting me," she told him as they circled each other. "Now that you know where I am, I can't let you leave alive.
Zekk shrugged. "Have it you're way," he said, then charged pulling off a masterful sweep kick that knocked Kima's feet out from under her.
Most people would have fallen to the ground but Kima was able turn her fall into a back flip that landed her on her feet.
Zekk curved his hand into a blunt spear and punched. Kima saw the blow coming just in time though and she applied just the right block to divert the force.
Zekk wasn't through yet though. That attack was just a feint to get her off guard for the real strike. In order to block his punch, Kima had to put both hands away from her head to protect her torso. Zekk stiffened his middle and index fingers and jabbed them onto her unprotected carotid artery.
Kima gasped when she realized what he'd done but by then it was too late. Her vision swam out of focus and she made a feeble attempt to knock his hand away but her touch was as light as a feather.
Zekk watched almost regrettably as Kima lost her balance, falling to the ground.
She'd thought she could beat him, which wasn't that bad of a inference given the martial skills she possessed. Sighing, he picked her unconscious body off of the ground and slung her over his shoulder.
Funny thing, he thought as he walked back down the hallway. Foln had described Kima as a cold-hearted, ruthless terrorist whose only trouble with bombing buildings was deciding what kind of bomb to use. Yet, Kima didn't seem to be like that at all, something that bothered Zekk a little as he carried her back to the ship.
AN/ Okay, I know that the appearance of two Sith lords outta nowhere is kinda weird and in reality, they're only there because I needed to give Zekk a Force-using foe. Like everyone else in the galaxy, Darth Malik and Darth Omega are after Kima because of the soon-to-be revealed powerful and deadly secret in her head. Got it? Good./
/Oh yeah, and don't forget to Review!!!
"As soon as possible, my apprentice." Darth Malik stepped out of the shadows of the underground chamber. "It would seem that a new complication has arisen."
"Whatever it is, I will take care of it."
"Will you?"
Omega was slightly confused by this. "Master, is there any reason that I wouldn't be able to deal with this.this complication as you put it?"
"Yes. As you know, Kima has been stranded near Alderaan and a many petty warlords and crime bosses are sending their respective forces to capture Kima and kill anyone who is trying to do the same. Foln is one of those whom I speak of. He has deceived a very capable bounty hunter into capturing our objective and the problem is, the bounty hunter is much too close for my liking."
"If you suggest that a mere bounty hunter would pose-"
"Not just a mere bounty hunter, Omega," Darth Malik interrupted. "A former member of the Jedi Order."
"Even so, my point still stands."
"You are wrong, Padawan. He has thrown aside the ridiculous restrictions that keep the Jedi infidels from reaching their true potential." Malik's voice dropped a notch. "He might even be as powerful as you."
Darth Omega's eyes darkened in fury. "I will find Kima and capture her," He said finally. "And if this bounty hunter interferes, I will kill him."
***
"Kima. Kima I know you can hear me. Surrender yourself and don't make have to go through the unpleasantness of forcibly incapacitating you." It felt weird to Zekk to be calling out Kima's name like he knew her when they hadn't even met but he was impatient and he had to at least give her a chance to give up nice and easy.
He continued to walk down the deserted hallway, his boots clacking softly on the shiny floor.
Then he got a reading. He couldn't be sure but he would have certainly bet that the alarm bells ringing in his mind were the Force trying to tell him that Kima was very close.
Zekk looked around. There were so many doors to choose from. He stood still and gently probed each and every room with his mind, a strenuous task that he couldn't sustain for very long.
There she was. A slight smile appeared on his face. Drawing his blaster, he kicked open the door to the room he was sure Kima was in, sweeping the area with his blaster.
Wham
Kima's hand formed into the perfect knife as she stepped out from behind Zekk and chopped him on the neck. Zekk lurched forward, his blaster falling out of his hands but he managed to keep his footing, due to all of the intense reflexes he'd honed over the years.
Kima, seeing that Zekk hadn't fallen reached for the blaster at her side. Zekk gracefully leaped forward and executed a perfect sidekick to her hand, sending the blaster skidding on the ground.
Zekk readied himself into a fighting stance, keeping most of his weight centered on his back foot and keeping the one in front lightly on the ground. This was the first time he'd seen her up close and despite the bags of fatigue under her eyes, she looked better now than in the holophoto.
"Give up Kima," Zekk said. "Don't make me have to hurt you."
Kima's response was a high kick to his chest that sent him reeling backwards. Once again however, he managed to keep his balance, something that interested Kima. She had been trained well by her father in the ways of the Tera Kasii and had mastered the art. She was now beginning to suspect that her opponent had gained mastery of the techniques as well, especially from his fighting stance which mirrored her own.
"Unfortunately, I don't have the same problems with hurting you that you do with hurting me," she told him as they circled each other. "Now that you know where I am, I can't let you leave alive.
Zekk shrugged. "Have it you're way," he said, then charged pulling off a masterful sweep kick that knocked Kima's feet out from under her.
Most people would have fallen to the ground but Kima was able turn her fall into a back flip that landed her on her feet.
Zekk curved his hand into a blunt spear and punched. Kima saw the blow coming just in time though and she applied just the right block to divert the force.
Zekk wasn't through yet though. That attack was just a feint to get her off guard for the real strike. In order to block his punch, Kima had to put both hands away from her head to protect her torso. Zekk stiffened his middle and index fingers and jabbed them onto her unprotected carotid artery.
Kima gasped when she realized what he'd done but by then it was too late. Her vision swam out of focus and she made a feeble attempt to knock his hand away but her touch was as light as a feather.
Zekk watched almost regrettably as Kima lost her balance, falling to the ground.
She'd thought she could beat him, which wasn't that bad of a inference given the martial skills she possessed. Sighing, he picked her unconscious body off of the ground and slung her over his shoulder.
Funny thing, he thought as he walked back down the hallway. Foln had described Kima as a cold-hearted, ruthless terrorist whose only trouble with bombing buildings was deciding what kind of bomb to use. Yet, Kima didn't seem to be like that at all, something that bothered Zekk a little as he carried her back to the ship.
AN/ Okay, I know that the appearance of two Sith lords outta nowhere is kinda weird and in reality, they're only there because I needed to give Zekk a Force-using foe. Like everyone else in the galaxy, Darth Malik and Darth Omega are after Kima because of the soon-to-be revealed powerful and deadly secret in her head. Got it? Good./
/Oh yeah, and don't forget to Review!!!