[Thank you for all your reviews. I'm really glad that there is someone who
like my story. I'm sorry that it took me so long to update. But I had so
many things on my mind recently. And I couldn't come up with new ideas. I
know, I know, bla bla excuses. Well finally chapter 27. "never enflame
rage."
Mar-Lee Noryali Kenobi: yes, there will be more about Stargate. But it'll be some time till then. First this mission must be completed ( ]
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The giant Corellian, who had introduced himself as Solo, now finally settled down at a small lake. The whole long and boring trip through the forest he hadn't kept his mouth closed for at least one minute. He had told her about his entire life. Of the money he had earned with smuggling of the bounty that Jabba the Hutt had places on his head and about his beautiful wife. "We will have a son someday, you know," he said, while sitting down in front of a tree. "She says it will be a girl, but I'm sure it will be a boy." He leaned back against the tree trunk and starred out at the see, awed by the firework of colours created by the setting sun.
"I think I will name him Han. What do you say?" Solo let out a big sigh as he looked at the blank expression on the young woman's face. "You really don't talk much, do you?", he asked while casting another glance over the lake. But the remaining silence drew his attention back to her. He sighed again. "Listen, I'm really sorry about being so rude on the market, but I had to play this game to get you free."
The man stood up, brushed the dirt of his pants and placed himself in front of Danielle. He reached out for the collar on the girls neck. "I recognized the force suppressor immidia.", he trailed off when Danielle gasped and backed away from his touch, frightened. "I'm sorry," he tried to calm her quickly. "I'm sorry. I don't want to do you any harm." He raised his hands and took a step back.
"And you wont." Sounded a voice through the peaceful forest as the hum of a lightsaber came to life.
The Corellian reached for his blaster, but was stopped by a red blade pointing at his neck. "Try and you're dead," the voice said coldly.
Xanatos turned around and looked at Danielle. "Well, I thought about it and came to the conclusion that I will keep you," he said arrogantly.
Danielle starred at him, her empty eyes now full of fear and terror.
Xanatos smiled. "Oh, look. Now you can be resp." but he couldn't finish as the Corellian tackled him and pinned him on the forest floor.
Solo looked up at Danielle with urgency. "Run, girl. Run."
Danielle hesitated when she saw Xanatos pushing the man off of him. But the Corellian had already pulled out his blaster and pointed it at the dark Jedi.
"Run!", the Corellian yelled again.
Danielle spun around and without a last glance, ran as fast as she could.
Behind her the sound of blaster shots could be heard and again the hum of a lasersword sprung to life.
But she didn't turn around. Couldn't. The panic that crept up her spine wouldn't allow her legs to stop running. Her breath came ragged as she continued through the foggy forest. Trees came into her vision and were gone before she could even take notice of them. She didn't know how long she had been running, when everything went still and the silence of the evening forest were all that met her ears.
She finally stopped. Looking frantically around, she listened to the stillness. But when her breathing was everything she heard, she slowly began walking again, careful to not make any unnecessary sound.
"Darling, where are you? You can hide, but you won't escape me. I will find you anyway."
Flinching, Danielle let out s small cry and began running again. Hasting onward she constantly looked behind her in the direction of the voice. But the fog had grown to tight for her to see anything. Too late she saw a big shadow emerge from the fog in front of her. Unable to avoid the figure in time, she bumped right into it.
Unaffected by the collision, the figure griped Danielle by her shoulders when she threatened to fall from the impact.
Afraid, she squirmed in the tight grip, whimpering in despair.
"Shh. It's me. Look at me. It's me, Qui-Gon."
It took her a moment to register the hushed spoken words. But when she did, she looked up at him.
He was taken aback by the pure terror he saw in her once bright eyes.
Stiffening, she stared at him for a while, debating if it was really him. Finally she let out the breath, she hadn't noticed she was holding and threw her arms around him, burrowing her head in his chest, and started sobbing desperately.
"It's okay.", he soothed her, rubbing her back gently. "He wont harm you anymore. I'll protect you. I promise."
Shallow laughter rang out through the silent forest, making the master stiffen. He knew this laughter. Knew them all too well. Once they had been innocent. But that was long ago. They would never be those bright laughter, accompanied by shining eyes. Left was only cruelness. Sarcasm. Hate. Accompanied by shadowed, cold stones.
"Like you protected your padawan?", taunted a voice behind him. The Jedi immediately let go of Danielle, whirled around and had his saber drawn in one fluid motion. Rage flared in normally calm eyes. "You dare it?! You DARE it coming here after taking all that I had left?!", the big master hissed in a growl.
An evil grin appeared on Xanatos face. "Yes." He simply answered.
With a rage filled scream, the Jedi lunged at the dark figure. Xanatos had his saber ignited in the same moment. But surprised by the speed and the force of the blow, he had to jump out of the way to prevent getting sliced. Before the Jedi master had turned to him, he lunged forward, burning the arm of the big man. Xanatos turned in a fluid motion to strike again, but the wound had further enflamed the rage in the master. The dark one were barely able to block the series of blows that came at him.
He was surprised. Never ever had he seen so much anger in his former master. No, not anger. Hate. Hater for him. His former master hated him. That brought him off balance. He had never imagined that to happen. He had believed that Qui-Gon would still grief for the loss of him. But now he didn't. Xanatos had finally crossed the line. His former master had no bit love left for him. Somehow it hurt him. Deep inside. In the little spot that was still left of padawan Crion, in the little spot that wasn't entirely overtaken by the darkness, he was hurt.
And that brought down his defences. Unprepared for the giant force blow, he was thrown back against a tree trunk. He heard his head colliding with the wet forest floor. Dizziness overtook him as he slowly turned onto his back. His vision began to swam as a headache drew him into the blackness of oblivion.
The last thing he saw, was his former master standing above him, his green bladed lightsaber raised above his head. Ready to strike the final blow..
Mar-Lee Noryali Kenobi: yes, there will be more about Stargate. But it'll be some time till then. First this mission must be completed ( ]
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The giant Corellian, who had introduced himself as Solo, now finally settled down at a small lake. The whole long and boring trip through the forest he hadn't kept his mouth closed for at least one minute. He had told her about his entire life. Of the money he had earned with smuggling of the bounty that Jabba the Hutt had places on his head and about his beautiful wife. "We will have a son someday, you know," he said, while sitting down in front of a tree. "She says it will be a girl, but I'm sure it will be a boy." He leaned back against the tree trunk and starred out at the see, awed by the firework of colours created by the setting sun.
"I think I will name him Han. What do you say?" Solo let out a big sigh as he looked at the blank expression on the young woman's face. "You really don't talk much, do you?", he asked while casting another glance over the lake. But the remaining silence drew his attention back to her. He sighed again. "Listen, I'm really sorry about being so rude on the market, but I had to play this game to get you free."
The man stood up, brushed the dirt of his pants and placed himself in front of Danielle. He reached out for the collar on the girls neck. "I recognized the force suppressor immidia.", he trailed off when Danielle gasped and backed away from his touch, frightened. "I'm sorry," he tried to calm her quickly. "I'm sorry. I don't want to do you any harm." He raised his hands and took a step back.
"And you wont." Sounded a voice through the peaceful forest as the hum of a lightsaber came to life.
The Corellian reached for his blaster, but was stopped by a red blade pointing at his neck. "Try and you're dead," the voice said coldly.
Xanatos turned around and looked at Danielle. "Well, I thought about it and came to the conclusion that I will keep you," he said arrogantly.
Danielle starred at him, her empty eyes now full of fear and terror.
Xanatos smiled. "Oh, look. Now you can be resp." but he couldn't finish as the Corellian tackled him and pinned him on the forest floor.
Solo looked up at Danielle with urgency. "Run, girl. Run."
Danielle hesitated when she saw Xanatos pushing the man off of him. But the Corellian had already pulled out his blaster and pointed it at the dark Jedi.
"Run!", the Corellian yelled again.
Danielle spun around and without a last glance, ran as fast as she could.
Behind her the sound of blaster shots could be heard and again the hum of a lasersword sprung to life.
But she didn't turn around. Couldn't. The panic that crept up her spine wouldn't allow her legs to stop running. Her breath came ragged as she continued through the foggy forest. Trees came into her vision and were gone before she could even take notice of them. She didn't know how long she had been running, when everything went still and the silence of the evening forest were all that met her ears.
She finally stopped. Looking frantically around, she listened to the stillness. But when her breathing was everything she heard, she slowly began walking again, careful to not make any unnecessary sound.
"Darling, where are you? You can hide, but you won't escape me. I will find you anyway."
Flinching, Danielle let out s small cry and began running again. Hasting onward she constantly looked behind her in the direction of the voice. But the fog had grown to tight for her to see anything. Too late she saw a big shadow emerge from the fog in front of her. Unable to avoid the figure in time, she bumped right into it.
Unaffected by the collision, the figure griped Danielle by her shoulders when she threatened to fall from the impact.
Afraid, she squirmed in the tight grip, whimpering in despair.
"Shh. It's me. Look at me. It's me, Qui-Gon."
It took her a moment to register the hushed spoken words. But when she did, she looked up at him.
He was taken aback by the pure terror he saw in her once bright eyes.
Stiffening, she stared at him for a while, debating if it was really him. Finally she let out the breath, she hadn't noticed she was holding and threw her arms around him, burrowing her head in his chest, and started sobbing desperately.
"It's okay.", he soothed her, rubbing her back gently. "He wont harm you anymore. I'll protect you. I promise."
Shallow laughter rang out through the silent forest, making the master stiffen. He knew this laughter. Knew them all too well. Once they had been innocent. But that was long ago. They would never be those bright laughter, accompanied by shining eyes. Left was only cruelness. Sarcasm. Hate. Accompanied by shadowed, cold stones.
"Like you protected your padawan?", taunted a voice behind him. The Jedi immediately let go of Danielle, whirled around and had his saber drawn in one fluid motion. Rage flared in normally calm eyes. "You dare it?! You DARE it coming here after taking all that I had left?!", the big master hissed in a growl.
An evil grin appeared on Xanatos face. "Yes." He simply answered.
With a rage filled scream, the Jedi lunged at the dark figure. Xanatos had his saber ignited in the same moment. But surprised by the speed and the force of the blow, he had to jump out of the way to prevent getting sliced. Before the Jedi master had turned to him, he lunged forward, burning the arm of the big man. Xanatos turned in a fluid motion to strike again, but the wound had further enflamed the rage in the master. The dark one were barely able to block the series of blows that came at him.
He was surprised. Never ever had he seen so much anger in his former master. No, not anger. Hate. Hater for him. His former master hated him. That brought him off balance. He had never imagined that to happen. He had believed that Qui-Gon would still grief for the loss of him. But now he didn't. Xanatos had finally crossed the line. His former master had no bit love left for him. Somehow it hurt him. Deep inside. In the little spot that was still left of padawan Crion, in the little spot that wasn't entirely overtaken by the darkness, he was hurt.
And that brought down his defences. Unprepared for the giant force blow, he was thrown back against a tree trunk. He heard his head colliding with the wet forest floor. Dizziness overtook him as he slowly turned onto his back. His vision began to swam as a headache drew him into the blackness of oblivion.
The last thing he saw, was his former master standing above him, his green bladed lightsaber raised above his head. Ready to strike the final blow..
