Chapter 7- That was NOT
Me
Yaeb and Davak rushed through the woods. They had already encountered three scouts sneaking along the trees. Yaen and Davak killed the men without batting an eye. Eventually, the peace Brigade got wise to the two unstoppable heroes. The next group that they encountered was made up of ten men. The humans in the group were large for ordinary humans and they didn't have any visible weapons. Yaeb wearily took his black lightsaber from the utility belt that circled his waist. When he ignited it, an emerald green beam of light shot out of the emitter.
" Die, Jeedai!" A voice that apparently belonged to a Yuuzhan Vong said.
" Vong, on Galia?" Yaeb yelled the question in frustration. Under normal circumstances, it would have been humorous to see Yaeb's surprised expression, " We are in some deep bantha dung." He was then surprised as Davak also drew a lightsaber. It was entirely silver with ridges on the side that served as grips it had an azure hue.
" Two Jeedai?" The Yuuzhan Vong that first spoke asked.
" Two Jedi?" Yaeb cocked his head as he gave Davak an odd look.
" I'll explain later, we have to take down the Vong," Davak grinned despite the situation. He had hoped to surprise Yaeb with revealing his Jedi skills. He supposed this was as good a situation as any other was. The Vong removed their ooglith masquers and took their amphistaffs from their waists. Two of the attackers reached for their bandoleer of razor bugs. Yaeb and Davak exploded into action. This is for killing one of my soldiers, Davak thought as he spun, decapitating a warrior bearing an amphistaff, and stabbed another warrior- this time with razor bugs- and stopped his spin to block a few bugs from another warrior. Yaeb split the other bug-bearing warrior from crotch to chin as he thought, This is for starting this whole war. He then leapt three meters in the air, threw his saber to Davak, and took out his LAR42, shot a fury of scarlet bolts of deadly energy at three of the warriors. He shot two in the forehead and landed. He then ignited the miniature lightsaber blade and stabbed the third. But not without a price. The warrior was not stupid, he saw what his fate was going to be and acted quickly. The warrior whipped his amphistaff into staff form and stabbed Yaeb in the chest. Yaeb saw his life flashing before his eyes. Not his whole life, just what seemed like the past. No, not the past, he thought, The future. He saw the warrior, stabbing him through the chest, his crimson blood spilling onto the leaf-covered ground through the small puncture in his scout trooper armor. Suddenly, Yaeb was launched back into the present. Everthing seemed to go in slow motion. He saw the furious glare of the scarred warrior as he lungd for Yaeb. Yaeb saw his blade stab through the enemy's head and then saw the enemy thrust his amphistaff at Yaeb's abdomen. Yaeb twisted his body to the side not facing the group of Vong, the left. He saw Davak take on two more warriors. As he landed on his feet, time sped up to normal speed and the almost dead warrior threw his staff at Yaeb's head. He ducked, but the spear still knocked his helmet off his head. It was useless now, unless he wanted to wear head protection with a gaping hole through the top. Another warrior threw a thug bug at Yaeb's helmet and now it was pretty much just a halo of scout trooper armor. (a/n haha I finally used one of these author notes. Haha. Oh yeah, that is how u spell halo by the way. U know, the angel thing.) Davak threw Yaeb's lightsaber to him and he caught it. There was three warriors left. The two friends braced for an attack, then Yaeb had an idea, chucked a thermal detonator at the warriors and laughed as they disintegrated.
" So, you're a Jedi?" Yaeb asked as the duo sat against a large tree trunk and drank from their canteens.
" Yeah, your grandpa trained me when you left."
" Cool, now we can definitely whip all the Vong like a rented dewback."
" Yeah, I guess we can," Davak answered. He then heard a loud gurgling noise.
" That was NOT me," Yaeb spoke up defensively. " It was you, we both know it," Davak grinned. They then saw a bright explosion of crimson and ocher.
" That came from you?" Davak asked, indicating Yaeb's release of gas.
" No, I wish, if I could the whole war would be over," Yaeb said, thinking of the many times he farted. In front of his crew, while fighting, just a few seconds ago, etc.
" Well it came from the last outpost, and that was the key outpost, it's as large as an office building."
" There's no way your resistance group could take that down, they're probably not even done with the first one yet." Then the Boomerang landed in the small clearing in front of the two men. The ramp opened. Davak and Yaeb leapt to their feet and rushed at the figures stepping off the ramp.
" Yaeb, what are you doing with Davak, you know he's a bad influence on you," Briel Moksin said, sounding very motherly, the group could tell she was joking, " And Davak Raloul, what are you doing with a lightsaber, you could poke your eye out."
" Yeah," Davak grinned, " I lost more than that." He held up with left hand, which was missing a thumb and the middle part of his index finger. Brie's scream was more piercing than the staff that had broken his armor, which Yaeb had recently shed.
" He's kidding, Brie," Yaeb laughed as Davak stretched his hand out and unbent his two fingers. (a/n I'm counting a thumb as a finger, so live with it.) The rest of the group got caught up with many laughs and grins. Yaeb showed the group his blaster carbine that he and Davak shot cans of ale with.
" That explosion was us by the way," Kian grinned as he recalled the recent event where he himself launched the proton torpedo that took down the Peace Brigade headquarters.
" Us?" Miak looked quizzical, " You did all the work."
" I suppose you're the red-head," Davak asked.
" Miak Davak, glad Yaeb introduced me. He's the brown-head." The group laughed at Miak's jab at Yaeb's very brown hair.
" Hey," Yaeb spoke up defensively, " At least I'm not covered with brown hair." Yaeb made a jab at Shallac the wookie. Shallac growled something that translated as, " Hey, I wasn't the one killed by Davak's uncle." Shallac was indicating Kian's uncle, Jango Fett, and Davak's uncle, Mace Windu. That explained his Jedi heritage.
" Dude, that's not funny," Jango, err, Kian said sharply, " Yes it is, good one Shallac."
" What did he say?" Davak yelled, he didn't understand the wookie language. (a/n I don't remember the name for it) As the group told him, he alone laughed out loud. There was then a long awkward silence.
" Yeah, Yaeb farted about five minutes ago," Davak said, trying to brighten the mood. It worked. The whole group laughed and made fun of Yaeb for the rest of the hour. Then they packed up their gear in the Boomerang and flew to the city spaceport where Yaeb's message was located. It was about three miles away. The city was a ghost town. The crew was dressed in sand-colored garments. They all had their usual side-arms -Yaeb, lightsaber, Miak, DL- 44, Shallac, small blaster pistol, Brie, Merr-Sonn Power Three, Kian, his Merr-Sonn Power Five, and Davak, lightsaber- and were armed with blaster carbines on a strap around their necks. Except for Kian, he had his black mandalorian armor. (a/n I know I do a lot of these in this chapter. I think a blaster carbine looks kind of like an AK-47. If it doesn't look like that and you know what it is, then e-mail me or tell me in a review.)
" Die, Jeedai!" A Vong called out. As he stepped out of a building. Three hundred Vong warriors followed from different buildings.
" Go to whatever you scarheads call hell," Yaeb yelled as he and his crew loosed a flurry of blaster bolts at their opponents. The battle was on.
Hope u liked it, sorry bout all the author notes, and the long wait. Please read and recommend to your readers or friends. I'm gonna wrap it up in one or two chapters. Cya later. Read my Miak story, please. It's pretty good.
Yaeb and Davak rushed through the woods. They had already encountered three scouts sneaking along the trees. Yaen and Davak killed the men without batting an eye. Eventually, the peace Brigade got wise to the two unstoppable heroes. The next group that they encountered was made up of ten men. The humans in the group were large for ordinary humans and they didn't have any visible weapons. Yaeb wearily took his black lightsaber from the utility belt that circled his waist. When he ignited it, an emerald green beam of light shot out of the emitter.
" Die, Jeedai!" A voice that apparently belonged to a Yuuzhan Vong said.
" Vong, on Galia?" Yaeb yelled the question in frustration. Under normal circumstances, it would have been humorous to see Yaeb's surprised expression, " We are in some deep bantha dung." He was then surprised as Davak also drew a lightsaber. It was entirely silver with ridges on the side that served as grips it had an azure hue.
" Two Jeedai?" The Yuuzhan Vong that first spoke asked.
" Two Jedi?" Yaeb cocked his head as he gave Davak an odd look.
" I'll explain later, we have to take down the Vong," Davak grinned despite the situation. He had hoped to surprise Yaeb with revealing his Jedi skills. He supposed this was as good a situation as any other was. The Vong removed their ooglith masquers and took their amphistaffs from their waists. Two of the attackers reached for their bandoleer of razor bugs. Yaeb and Davak exploded into action. This is for killing one of my soldiers, Davak thought as he spun, decapitating a warrior bearing an amphistaff, and stabbed another warrior- this time with razor bugs- and stopped his spin to block a few bugs from another warrior. Yaeb split the other bug-bearing warrior from crotch to chin as he thought, This is for starting this whole war. He then leapt three meters in the air, threw his saber to Davak, and took out his LAR42, shot a fury of scarlet bolts of deadly energy at three of the warriors. He shot two in the forehead and landed. He then ignited the miniature lightsaber blade and stabbed the third. But not without a price. The warrior was not stupid, he saw what his fate was going to be and acted quickly. The warrior whipped his amphistaff into staff form and stabbed Yaeb in the chest. Yaeb saw his life flashing before his eyes. Not his whole life, just what seemed like the past. No, not the past, he thought, The future. He saw the warrior, stabbing him through the chest, his crimson blood spilling onto the leaf-covered ground through the small puncture in his scout trooper armor. Suddenly, Yaeb was launched back into the present. Everthing seemed to go in slow motion. He saw the furious glare of the scarred warrior as he lungd for Yaeb. Yaeb saw his blade stab through the enemy's head and then saw the enemy thrust his amphistaff at Yaeb's abdomen. Yaeb twisted his body to the side not facing the group of Vong, the left. He saw Davak take on two more warriors. As he landed on his feet, time sped up to normal speed and the almost dead warrior threw his staff at Yaeb's head. He ducked, but the spear still knocked his helmet off his head. It was useless now, unless he wanted to wear head protection with a gaping hole through the top. Another warrior threw a thug bug at Yaeb's helmet and now it was pretty much just a halo of scout trooper armor. (a/n haha I finally used one of these author notes. Haha. Oh yeah, that is how u spell halo by the way. U know, the angel thing.) Davak threw Yaeb's lightsaber to him and he caught it. There was three warriors left. The two friends braced for an attack, then Yaeb had an idea, chucked a thermal detonator at the warriors and laughed as they disintegrated.
" So, you're a Jedi?" Yaeb asked as the duo sat against a large tree trunk and drank from their canteens.
" Yeah, your grandpa trained me when you left."
" Cool, now we can definitely whip all the Vong like a rented dewback."
" Yeah, I guess we can," Davak answered. He then heard a loud gurgling noise.
" That was NOT me," Yaeb spoke up defensively. " It was you, we both know it," Davak grinned. They then saw a bright explosion of crimson and ocher.
" That came from you?" Davak asked, indicating Yaeb's release of gas.
" No, I wish, if I could the whole war would be over," Yaeb said, thinking of the many times he farted. In front of his crew, while fighting, just a few seconds ago, etc.
" Well it came from the last outpost, and that was the key outpost, it's as large as an office building."
" There's no way your resistance group could take that down, they're probably not even done with the first one yet." Then the Boomerang landed in the small clearing in front of the two men. The ramp opened. Davak and Yaeb leapt to their feet and rushed at the figures stepping off the ramp.
" Yaeb, what are you doing with Davak, you know he's a bad influence on you," Briel Moksin said, sounding very motherly, the group could tell she was joking, " And Davak Raloul, what are you doing with a lightsaber, you could poke your eye out."
" Yeah," Davak grinned, " I lost more than that." He held up with left hand, which was missing a thumb and the middle part of his index finger. Brie's scream was more piercing than the staff that had broken his armor, which Yaeb had recently shed.
" He's kidding, Brie," Yaeb laughed as Davak stretched his hand out and unbent his two fingers. (a/n I'm counting a thumb as a finger, so live with it.) The rest of the group got caught up with many laughs and grins. Yaeb showed the group his blaster carbine that he and Davak shot cans of ale with.
" That explosion was us by the way," Kian grinned as he recalled the recent event where he himself launched the proton torpedo that took down the Peace Brigade headquarters.
" Us?" Miak looked quizzical, " You did all the work."
" I suppose you're the red-head," Davak asked.
" Miak Davak, glad Yaeb introduced me. He's the brown-head." The group laughed at Miak's jab at Yaeb's very brown hair.
" Hey," Yaeb spoke up defensively, " At least I'm not covered with brown hair." Yaeb made a jab at Shallac the wookie. Shallac growled something that translated as, " Hey, I wasn't the one killed by Davak's uncle." Shallac was indicating Kian's uncle, Jango Fett, and Davak's uncle, Mace Windu. That explained his Jedi heritage.
" Dude, that's not funny," Jango, err, Kian said sharply, " Yes it is, good one Shallac."
" What did he say?" Davak yelled, he didn't understand the wookie language. (a/n I don't remember the name for it) As the group told him, he alone laughed out loud. There was then a long awkward silence.
" Yeah, Yaeb farted about five minutes ago," Davak said, trying to brighten the mood. It worked. The whole group laughed and made fun of Yaeb for the rest of the hour. Then they packed up their gear in the Boomerang and flew to the city spaceport where Yaeb's message was located. It was about three miles away. The city was a ghost town. The crew was dressed in sand-colored garments. They all had their usual side-arms -Yaeb, lightsaber, Miak, DL- 44, Shallac, small blaster pistol, Brie, Merr-Sonn Power Three, Kian, his Merr-Sonn Power Five, and Davak, lightsaber- and were armed with blaster carbines on a strap around their necks. Except for Kian, he had his black mandalorian armor. (a/n I know I do a lot of these in this chapter. I think a blaster carbine looks kind of like an AK-47. If it doesn't look like that and you know what it is, then e-mail me or tell me in a review.)
" Die, Jeedai!" A Vong called out. As he stepped out of a building. Three hundred Vong warriors followed from different buildings.
" Go to whatever you scarheads call hell," Yaeb yelled as he and his crew loosed a flurry of blaster bolts at their opponents. The battle was on.
Hope u liked it, sorry bout all the author notes, and the long wait. Please read and recommend to your readers or friends. I'm gonna wrap it up in one or two chapters. Cya later. Read my Miak story, please. It's pretty good.