Chapter 4- Rocks Don't
Smile
While hiding on top of a tall tree, Yaeb's conscience finally had a chance to assault him. You sure you had to kill all those people, they were Peace Brigade, granted, but is that a reason to kill? He was trying to filter it out, but it was hard. He was now trying to decide what to do if he has to kill again. Stun always works, but they would still know about who he is. Then the answer came to him. The Living Force. Make decisions on a tenth-credit coin. Act, don't think. If you're supposed to kill, then kill. Let the Force make the hard choices for you. Another thought came to his mind, scare them, stalk them. Become the creature of the darkness. Hide; don't reveal yourself until necessary. And when you do, make it worthwhile. The Force was finally pulling its weight. Yaeb chuckled at that conceited thought. He heard faint footsteps from bellow. The team of elite troopers was catching up. Yaeb had to get ready for his newfound plan.
Commander Golnim walked stealthily past an algae covered pond. He and his personal team of four were the ones sent to check out this side of the pond. The other teams were checking at the top, bottom, or other side of the pond. Golnim paused by an algae covered hat that was floating in the pond. He walked past, stopped, and let loose fifteen scarlet blaster bolts around the hat. When he looked up at his group, there was only one left, and he was checking behind boulders and bushes to see who had killed the others. As Golnim looked down, he could see the bodies of his dead partners. There was a small nail uses for holding wood together in each of their necks. He spoke in to the comm on his left shoulder and said, " Attention all groups, come around to the front of the pond, stay together. We will, from now on, stay together as one large pack, we'll see Mr. Afodder try to take one of us now.
Ten minutes later, Golnim was passing a muddy runoff where some water from a nearby waterfall wet the whole bottom of the cliff they were at. He was now down to fifteen men. He couldn't see how one man could take so many people when they were all together. His men were now wearing goggles that were supposed to improve their sight. Soon, they would have to take them off because of the thick mud. As he glanced around either side of him, he noticed how much certain portions of the cliff resembled faces. Big ones, small ones, any size you could imagine. Galnim shot a few of the smaller ones when they first started past the cliff. They were just rocks that looked like faces when they were coated with mud. As he passed one of the faces he stopped, this one looked an awful lot like an actual face. As he craned his head forward to study it more closely, he saw white appear where the mouth would be. Rocks don't smile, he thought as a hand burst out of the mud and punched him square in the jaw.
Then, a mud-covered man leapt out of the mud and out of his hand spread forth a beam of emerald light. His men fired all around him. The man simply deflected the bolts and stepped forward to cut them. As the man started getting more defensive, Golnim called for the remaining five members of his group of fifteen that he had hidden in case of something like this. Soon, the man was surrounded and dropped his weapon. It was a lightsaber! The man wiped his face off and said, " I am Banth Afodder." As his men tightened their grips around their blasters, scarlet bolts of energy knocked them to the ground without as much as a scream. A turquoise beam hit Golnim and he was out, but not dead.
As Yaeb's enemies were instantly put out of action, Yaeb instantly saw a tall, light-skinned human with whiskers and graying hair. He was dressed in very detailed camouflage and armed with two DL-44 pistols with an ammo belt on his waist. " Thanks for saving my life, I guess you're the Galia Resistance?" Yaeb asked. " Yes, I suppose you are from this planet?" The man asked in return. " Yes, and I am Yaeb Ginn, do you know Davak Raloul?" " Yaeb Ginn, Galia's own Jedi who single handedly took on the Yuuzhan Vong warship about to drop in on Bespin one year ago?" The man started with much enthusiasm, " I'm Jayge Guardson, and yes I do know Davak. He's my good friend and a heck of a fighter. When a group of Brigaders drove us up in the mountains, Davak rolled a log stuffed with thermal detonators down the side of it and set us free. We've been trailing this group for four hours. Shot up a few ten minutes ago." " That was you?" Yaeb asked." " Yes, how about you come with us and we'll give you some clean clothes and recharge your weapons. On the way we'll knock out the rest of the outpost." Yaeb readily agreed.
How did you like this chapter? I don't think I'll write more than ten chapters, probably less. Next chapter, I'm going to try to make it less action and more talking. One of my personal reviewers suggested it. Review please. I like to know what I can improve.
While hiding on top of a tall tree, Yaeb's conscience finally had a chance to assault him. You sure you had to kill all those people, they were Peace Brigade, granted, but is that a reason to kill? He was trying to filter it out, but it was hard. He was now trying to decide what to do if he has to kill again. Stun always works, but they would still know about who he is. Then the answer came to him. The Living Force. Make decisions on a tenth-credit coin. Act, don't think. If you're supposed to kill, then kill. Let the Force make the hard choices for you. Another thought came to his mind, scare them, stalk them. Become the creature of the darkness. Hide; don't reveal yourself until necessary. And when you do, make it worthwhile. The Force was finally pulling its weight. Yaeb chuckled at that conceited thought. He heard faint footsteps from bellow. The team of elite troopers was catching up. Yaeb had to get ready for his newfound plan.
Commander Golnim walked stealthily past an algae covered pond. He and his personal team of four were the ones sent to check out this side of the pond. The other teams were checking at the top, bottom, or other side of the pond. Golnim paused by an algae covered hat that was floating in the pond. He walked past, stopped, and let loose fifteen scarlet blaster bolts around the hat. When he looked up at his group, there was only one left, and he was checking behind boulders and bushes to see who had killed the others. As Golnim looked down, he could see the bodies of his dead partners. There was a small nail uses for holding wood together in each of their necks. He spoke in to the comm on his left shoulder and said, " Attention all groups, come around to the front of the pond, stay together. We will, from now on, stay together as one large pack, we'll see Mr. Afodder try to take one of us now.
Ten minutes later, Golnim was passing a muddy runoff where some water from a nearby waterfall wet the whole bottom of the cliff they were at. He was now down to fifteen men. He couldn't see how one man could take so many people when they were all together. His men were now wearing goggles that were supposed to improve their sight. Soon, they would have to take them off because of the thick mud. As he glanced around either side of him, he noticed how much certain portions of the cliff resembled faces. Big ones, small ones, any size you could imagine. Galnim shot a few of the smaller ones when they first started past the cliff. They were just rocks that looked like faces when they were coated with mud. As he passed one of the faces he stopped, this one looked an awful lot like an actual face. As he craned his head forward to study it more closely, he saw white appear where the mouth would be. Rocks don't smile, he thought as a hand burst out of the mud and punched him square in the jaw.
Then, a mud-covered man leapt out of the mud and out of his hand spread forth a beam of emerald light. His men fired all around him. The man simply deflected the bolts and stepped forward to cut them. As the man started getting more defensive, Golnim called for the remaining five members of his group of fifteen that he had hidden in case of something like this. Soon, the man was surrounded and dropped his weapon. It was a lightsaber! The man wiped his face off and said, " I am Banth Afodder." As his men tightened their grips around their blasters, scarlet bolts of energy knocked them to the ground without as much as a scream. A turquoise beam hit Golnim and he was out, but not dead.
As Yaeb's enemies were instantly put out of action, Yaeb instantly saw a tall, light-skinned human with whiskers and graying hair. He was dressed in very detailed camouflage and armed with two DL-44 pistols with an ammo belt on his waist. " Thanks for saving my life, I guess you're the Galia Resistance?" Yaeb asked. " Yes, I suppose you are from this planet?" The man asked in return. " Yes, and I am Yaeb Ginn, do you know Davak Raloul?" " Yaeb Ginn, Galia's own Jedi who single handedly took on the Yuuzhan Vong warship about to drop in on Bespin one year ago?" The man started with much enthusiasm, " I'm Jayge Guardson, and yes I do know Davak. He's my good friend and a heck of a fighter. When a group of Brigaders drove us up in the mountains, Davak rolled a log stuffed with thermal detonators down the side of it and set us free. We've been trailing this group for four hours. Shot up a few ten minutes ago." " That was you?" Yaeb asked." " Yes, how about you come with us and we'll give you some clean clothes and recharge your weapons. On the way we'll knock out the rest of the outpost." Yaeb readily agreed.
How did you like this chapter? I don't think I'll write more than ten chapters, probably less. Next chapter, I'm going to try to make it less action and more talking. One of my personal reviewers suggested it. Review please. I like to know what I can improve.