ENTER THE STALKERS 3: RAINBOW SLAYER
The Merry Prankster
Chapter Three: Operation Pandora Trigger (Part2)
Los Angeles County Museum of Art Los Angeles, California 1532 hours September 4, 2000 (Wandererverse)
Khalifa was walking through the reception area towards the loading entrance when something off to the side caught his eye. He looked at the main window, thinking Hmm, something's not right here. It's as if someone was...
The terrorist leader's eyes grew big as he identified what he was looking at. He immediately unslung his Kalashnikov and pointed it towards the window. A long burst of automatic fire from his weapon shattered the window and alerted the others that the assault was on.
Khalifa noticed that the target had disappeared. So, he turned around and ran back towards the hostage holding room, yelling out. "THE INFIDELS ARE COMING!!"
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Annika threw herself on the ground, a swarm of bullets passing inches from her head. She looked towards Arkadi and noticed the Rainbow leader throwing open the loading door and loosing a three round burst from his MP- 5. A scream of pain sounded out somewhere inside the building.
The Swede crawled over to the door and rushed into the hallway right behind her leader. As she passed the stairway, she noticed a man dressed in caterer's garb lying facedown on the floor. A pool of blood slowly was expanding from the prone form.
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Saintiago Arnavisca looked towards the rest of Blue Team, giving each man one last glance. Upon receipt of the go code, the Spaniard rushed through the main entrance, closely followed by Karl Haider and Genedy Filatov. He had just crossed the entrance when he noticed a terrorist on the surrounding balcony, walking to the other side of the room. The Rainbow operative sighted his MP-5 submachine gun on the target and fired a short burst.
All three bullets slammed into the terrorist and the Spaniard reported the shooting saying "Tango Down."
Genedy was the third man into the museum. The Russian had cleared the ladies restroom in the lobby when he noticed a second terrorist appearing from an entranceway on the Northern end of the room. Shouting a warning to his team members, he engaged the target.
Karl looked towards the northern part of the room as soon as the Russian shouted out his warning. He was about to take out the target when the terrorist appeared to be thrown against the wall by some unseen hand.
Santiago pointed towards the Eastern doorway and led Blue Team out of the room. The team was passing an exhibit when he spared a glance towards the enemy. The terrorist slid down the wall, three streaks of red following his path as Genedy keyed his mike, "Tango Down."
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Saint crouched behind the plant and put one of his more recent lessons to good use. He reached out through the Force and noted where the nearby guards were located and picked up their feelings of anxiety. He was about to say something to his companion when gunshots were heard from the reception area. Oh Shit. It's going down.
Katie looked up as she heard Khalifa's warning to his men. The young Amazon was about to say something to her date when she saw him leap out of their hiding place with a Force enhanced jump into the hostage holding area. I thought he was going to be not reckless this time. Thought Katie.
She was somewhat startled by Godzilla commenting Reckless? You should be talking.
OH SHUT UP! Replied Katie.
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"Get up, You infidel whore." Ordered the guard as he dragged a young Africa American female to her feet.
The sobbing woman was pleading for her life as the terrorist placed his pistol to the side of her head. "First you, then the others will be meeting the Devil."
The terrorist was about to pull the trigger when a snap hiss sounded behind him. He glanced towards the doorway to see a figure leaping into the room, wielding something that should not exist. Qusey could not believe his eyes and thought back to a movie he had recently watched, I must be dreaming. There is no way he can be holding a lightsaber. Star Wars is the creation of a decadent American mind. IT'S NOT REAL!
Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted his companions being thrown across the room, as if by an invisible hand, slamming into a wall. With a snarl, the terrorist threw his victim to the ground, intending to deal with her later, and pointed his pistol at the new threat.
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Godzilla had taken up a position behind a sarcophagus when he heard the terrorist leader fire his weapon and shout his warning. The Guardian Spirit quickly moved up behind the nearest gunman.
Ali Moussoui released the magazine from his AKS-74, making sure that it was fully loaded. His companion was motioning towards the hostage holding area when a loud hiss sounded behind them. Both men slowly turned around to face something that should not be there, an enraged Kommodo Dragon.
Godzilla had just finished changing into his guardian spirit form when both terrorists turned to face him. He saw the second swing his weapon towards him and leapt.
It was over in seconds.
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Boxes lined the hallway behind the reception area. The terrorist assigned to guard the back door had glanced back towards the reception area when Khalifa shouted out the warning. He quickly turned back towards the door when he heard it being opened. Unfortunately, he had not been fast enough to challenge the pair of black figures charging though that door and ended up lying in a pool of blood.
Arkady passed by the stairs leading to the second level, sparing the terrorist lying dead at the foot of those stairs. You take your chances and take what results from those choices.
The Russian was about to enter the reception area when he caught the silhouette of another gunman standing nearby. Arkadi raised a clenched fist and motioned for his partner to stop. He waited for Annika to stop before he eased around the corner, sub machinegun at his shoulder and ready to fire. Three quick shots ended that threat and Blue team moved through the door and raced behind the structure in the middle of the room.
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Saint flew into the room while activating his lightsaber. Upon entering the room, the Jedi in training quickly noted the positions of both the hostages and terrorists. Two of the gunmen had their backs turned towards the young man and did not acknowledge his presence. The third, about to execute one of the hostages, was looking straight at him. Saint quickly chose his targets and how to deal with them.
Executioner wannabe is first, followed by his buddies.
Saint reached out with his left hand and used the Force to throw the two gunmen, who were watching the hostages across the room. However, the remaining terrorist flung his victim to the ground and began pointing his weapon in the Jedi's direction.
Time seemed to slow down as seconds felt like hours to the young American. Well, I did always want to see if a lightsaber could deflect bullets. Thought the Jedi-in-Training. No time like the present.
The terrorist smiled as he pulled the trigger only to have that smile turn into astonishment when the blade of light vaporized the bullets before they reached their target. How is it possible? No man can block gunfire like that. A blinding pain from his arm caught his attention. Looking down, he was surprised to see his severed arm, still holding the Kalashnikov, at his feet.
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Katie threw herself to the ground as a line of bullet holes appeared across the wall behind her. Damn, that was too close. Thought the Amazon as she noted the bullets being aimed head height. She quickly spotted the shooter hiding behind a chariot and fired two bursts at the target. A scream of pain rewarded her effort and she flung herself into the room.
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Red Team quickly cleared the boat room and moved into the chariot room. Genedy was the first to spot the Section 7 operative on the other side of the hallway. He quickly alerted his teammates and pointed towards Katie. "Don't shoot the girl in the black cat suit. She is one of the friendlies."
Santiago acknowledged the report, "Right, but where is the other?"
"He's got to be around here somewhere." commented the Russian. "Look Out!"
Karl Haider, the third member of Red Team spotted a second terrorist rising up behind the chariot replica. Without a word he pumped three hollowpoints into the gunman.
"Tango Down." reported the Austrian.
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The Blue Team leader dispatched a terrorist who was hiding in the hallway south of the reception area. Both operatives paused as they heard gunshots, a loud hiss, and tearing noises coming from the adjacent room. Arkadi looked at Annika as both thoughts In the name of God, What was that?"
The Russian nodded towards the door and advanced with his weapon ready. It was not needed. Upon entering the room, Blue Team spotted what appeared to be the remains of two terrorists. At least, that was what they appeared to be since both bodies were ripped apart as if by some wild animal. The Swedish team member observed. "I do not want to meet whatever did that to them."
"You are right about that" Agreed the Russian as he heard a snap hiss come from the adjacent room. This mission is getting weirder and weirder. Shaking his head for a couple seconds, Arkadi moved past a couple of mummies and into the hostage holding area.
Annika was right behind her leader when the Russian stopped dead in his tracks and snapped off a couple of shots into the room. She was surprised to hear the humming noise change pitch and someone yelling out "DAMMIT, HOLD YOUR FIRE. WE'RE FRIENDLIES!"
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His primary target lying against the wall, holding what was left of his right arm, Saint switched towards his secondary targets. Both gunmen were gathering their wits and were swinging their weapons towards the cubscout. Saint rolled to the right, just as one of the terrorists loosed a burst of 5.45mm in his direction. In the corner of his eye, he became aware that the hostages were blindfolded.
That's one less problem for me to deal with. Thought Saint as he ran through a second gunman.
Saint noted that the third terrorist was messing with his weapon. Apparently, a round was stuck in the extractor and jammed the rifle.
The terrorist snarled and threw the useless weapon at the Jedi while reaching for his backup piece. He never had a chance. The weapon was only halfway out of his holster when he felt a white-hot pain in his chest. Numbly, the terrorist looked down to see a beam of light disappearing into his body. Funny, there is not any blood. Thought the dying man.
Saint was finishing off the last terrorist when he felt a tremor in the Force. Acting through instinct and the Force, the young man parried the burst of fire with his light saber. His surprise turned to anger upon recognizing that he had nearly become a victim of friendly fire. Choosing a guard position, he yelled out to the Rainbow Operatives. "DAMMIT, HOLD YOUR FIRE. WE'RE FRIENDLIES!"
Katie had entered the room in time to see the exchange and quipped "Not if you're on the receiving end of one of his pranks."
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Arkadi slowly lowered his weapon, recognizing that Saint was one of the good guys. He looked back to his equally stunned team member. Finally, the two Rainbow operatives entered the hostage holding room. The Russian noted the presence of both Saint and Katie and focussed on the now silent silver cylinder in the Jedi's hand. Since when has the United States government begun hiring Jedi Knights? Thought Arkadi.
Both Annika and Katie moved over to the hostages and began checking them for injuries. The Swede turned to the Amazon and asked. "Would you care to explain how your partner got hold of a weapon that should only exist in a theater?"
Katie shook her head, and answered "I don't have the authorization to answer that question. Lets just say, my people has access to whatever people and materials that are needed to get the job done."
Annika nodded, "I understand but I will get a straight answer. If not you, then perhaps your companion will be more forthcoming."
A radio message from Genedy and Red Team reported that the rest of the museum had been secured with no friendly casualties. They entered the room a couple of minutes later and began escorting the former hostages to freedom.
For Clara Cooper, or known to her friends as C.C, time stood still as she felt the gun press against her temple. Her blindfold had slipped down and the hostage was surprised to see and image out of Star Wars come to life and cut down the gunmen. Upon having her ropes cut, the young woman walked up to the man in some military dress uniform and asked, "What are you? I mean where did you get a lightsaber and how were you able to move like that?"
Saint turned around and waved a hand across the woman's face. In a soft monotone, he suggested. "There was no lightsaber".
In a daze the young woman began repeating everything back to him as the suggestion took hold. "There was no lightsaber. The terrorist was shot not cut down by a lightsaber."
"You did not see anyone acting like Luke Skywalker or a Jedi." intoned the Jedi-in-Training.
"I did not see anyone acting like Luke Skywalker or a Jedi."
"A policeman shot the man trying to kill you and cut you loose."
"A police officer shot the man trying to kill me and then freed me." Clara blinked a few times and looked up at Saint. "What were you saying?"
"I was asking if you were alright."
The young lady hesitated then answered, "I think I am. Thank you."
Saint helped her to her feet and handed her off to Santiago. "Just to be safe, why don't you follow this gentleman outside and let the paramedics look you over."
The woman simply nodded and quietly followed the Rainbow operative out the room. Saint was about to follow her out when he noticed someone clearing his throat. Turning around, he asked "Can I help you?"
"I have been in this business for some time and seen many things. But I have never seen anybody able to do a Jedi mind trick in real life after taking out three gunmen with a lightsaber." observed Arkadi.
Annika had spotted Arkadi talking to Saint and decided to add in her two cents worth. "That's in addition to said person jumping around like a refugee from George Lucas' imagination."
Saint sighed, Here we go again. Waving his hand in front of the Russian's face he suggested "You never saw anybody do a Jedi mind trick and there was no lightsaber." Anthony noticed that the mind trick wasn't taking hold and decided to try his luck with the Swedish Rainbow operative. Waving his hand in front of Annika's face the Jedi in training suggested "You never saw anyone move like a Jedi."
Annika's eyes glazed over for a moment as she began to repeat the suggestion. "I never saw any... Wait a minute, You're trying the mind trick on me. Sorry, looks like it didn't take hold."
Arkadi blinked and smiled, "As you Americans like to say, Nice try but no cigar. My nephew dragged me to all of the Star Wars movies and I know the Jedi mind trick doesn't work with the strong willed. So are you going to answer my question?"
The young man shook his head in resignation, wished for a neuralizer, and mumbled, "Where are J and K when you need them?" Realizing that the Rainbow operatives were not going anywhere, the young man pointed towards the room holding the mummies. The three people entered the room and walked towards a damaged mummy case. Reaching one of the damaged cases, the young American ran a finger over a couple of bullet holes, thinking Hope this thing is insured. A loud cough interrupted his reflection so he turned back to the Rainbow operatives and asked. "Now, that we are alone. Was there anything else you wanted to talk about?"
Arkadi pointed towards the cylinder now hanging from Saint's belt. "How is it that an American soldier has a weapon that should not exist and more importantly how were you able to move around like a escapee from George Lucas's imagination?"
Saint shook his head and responded, "Look, I don't have the authorization to give out that kind of information." Noting Annika about to say something, Saint held up his hand, "Lets just say there are secrets concerning both of our respective organizations that neither of us are able to give the other."
"Point." conceded the Russian.
Saint noted the victory gave the Rainbow operatives an evil grin before adding, "If you really want to know. Just have your boss talk to my boss and they will tell both of us what we are allowed to know. Besides, I haven't had a bite since yesterday afternoon. Want to grab something to eat?"
"If you put it that way.." Smiled Arkadi.
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Katie picked up her guardian spirit and deposited him in the bag, she was able to retrieve from her hiding place. On her way back she noticed Saint try the Jedi mind trick on both the hostage and the Rainbow operatives. Looks like the trick isn't everything it's cracked up to be. I'd better see if mom can call up MIB and get a team out here to clean up after him. Of course I will have to rub it in. thought the Amazon.
She was waiting by the door when the three people came out. Waiting fifteen seconds, the Amazon called out to Saint."Only two out of three? Looks like you need to get some new batteries."
First Annika began softly giggling, then Arkadi started to chuckle over the young lady's remarks. The two looked at each other and all control was lost.
Saint looked first at his laughing companions then at his innocently smiling date. In his best Jackie Gleason voice, the young man vowed. "One of these days, one of these days. Pow, right in the kisser."
Katie raised an eyebrow in a gesture that indicated what she was thinking to all Yeah, right. You and what army? Then, she walked out the door.
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The MSNBC reporter stood on the street corner across from the museum. Her cameraman signaled that the camera would start recording in two minutes. She quickly acknowledged what he was saying and moved to a point where the museum would be in the background. Her eyes were glued on the little light on top of the camera. Finally, the red light blinked on and she began her report.
"This is Marjory Hampton outside the Los Angeles County Museum of Art. Elite U.S. government troops stormed the Los Angeles County Museum of Art, killing all members of an Islamic terrorist group who had occupied the building for more than 30 hours. According to LAPD spokespeople, all hostages were released safe, but shaken.
The group, calling itself the Islamic Vanguard, apparently entered the Museum dressed as employees of a catering company before revealing weapons and securing several hostages. The Vanguard demanded the releases of several prisoners in the U.S. and Egypt, as well as the return of several antiquities to Egyptian soil The attack interrupted a gala black tie affair attended by many world dignitaries, including the daughter of the French Prime Minister and many others. Museum officials have begun assessing the extent of harm to the collection. The terrorists covered many works considered offensive to Islam, but did not deface any. Damage done during the assault is far worse.
I have right here Mister Harold Butts, the museums restoration expert." A forty-year-old African American moved into view lamenting "I can cope with sun bleaching and pollution, but how do I repair a bullet hole?"
Marjory answered, "I'm afraid that is a little out of my area. Thank you Mr. Butts. This is Marjory Hampton signing off."
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Holiday Express Tokyo, Japan 1800 hours September 5, 2000 (Wandererverse)
The dark robed figure stood silently in front of the television. The figure, a human male, pointed the remote and pressed the off button. As the image faded away, a voice called out from behind him.
"What is it that you wanted to talk about?" asked a young Asian looking man.
The figure turned around and lowered his hood. A smiling, now clean- shaven white man looked the other in eyes and asked. "What do you want?"
"Is this some kind of joke? If it is then you are not being funny and I would suggest you leave." Spit out Saburo Yamato.
Morden held up his hands. "I assure you I am not joking and you still haven't answered my question. So, I'll repeat myself. What do you want?"
"What I want is to stop the industrialist from polluting the Earth. What I want is for the world to reduce energy usage by 90%. Not just in Japan but throughout the world."
Morden walked over and joined his host at the dinner table. Sitting down, he agreed "That is indeed a worthy goal. However, you lack the resources to achieve such a goal. I believe my associates can help you get where you want to go."
Now intrigued, the Japanese terrorist leaned forward and asked, "And how will your associates be able to help out?"
Morden reached inside his robes and pulled out a large manila envelope. He tossed the package over to Saburo. While the Japanese terrorist began looking through the contents, the dark agent explained. "Within two weeks, the PetroMech oil tanker 'SS Proxima' will be arriving in Tokyo harbor with a full load of crude oil. As you can see on the map, the ship will be anchored near three seawater-cooled reactors. If the 'Proxima' were to be destroyed at its anchorage; the resulting oil slick will foul the cooling vents of those three reactors. They will have to be shut down during the clean up operation in order to prevent a nuclear disaster. If those reactors shut down, the energy available to the entire country will be cut in half."
Saburo smiled at the thought. "Yes, that fits in nicely with my organization's agenda. This ship is the perfect target since the PetroMech has been one of the largest murderers of the environment." A wild look filled the speaker's eyes as he continued, "Mr. Morden, did you know that the wreck of the PetroMech tanker Edmund Banks in 1994 off the Orkney Islands caused so much damage to local seabirds that the area has still not recovered, even six years after the event. Yes, this is the perfect first strike against the polluters of the world and will focus the world's attention on our agenda."
"Exactly, and my associates will be more than happy to help you achieve this goal."
"You are being most gernerous. What do you wish in return?" asked the Japanese terrorist.
Morden leaned back in his chair; "My associates do not want anything in return except for your friendship. You see, the people I represent believe that by helping others who share our views, they will be willing to return the favor in the future."
"So, your group is like a unique version of that capitalist organ, The United Way."
"Yes, you could say we are the helping hands in this line of work. So will you accept our aid in this endeavor?"
"Yes, we gratefully accept your offer. If this works out as planned we will be in your debt."
Morden reached back into his robes and pulled out a second packet. "In that case, here is the rest of the intelligence my associates have gathered for you. It has shipping times, the codes for a Swiss bank account, and contact numbers." The dark figure stood up and grasped Saburo's offered hand, "I must be leaving now. But, if you have any questions, feel free to give me a call. My number is on the contact list and it is a secure line."
Saburo walked Morden to the door and let the gentleman out. Morden paused as the door shut, leaving him alone in the hall. Pulling out a cell phone, he began dialing. "It's Morden, Mr. Yamato has accepted our help. Yes, I heard about the operation in Los Angeles but everything went according to plan. We recorded the reaction time of the relief force and have some idea of their tactics. Make sure that the recording devices are in place. I have a feeling our newest friends will not last any longer than our former friends do. At the very least, it will give us even more insight to our opponents." The dark agent raised his arm and looked at his watch "I'm on my way to the airport and will explain everything when I get back, tomorrow. Goodbye."
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Heart Residence Los Angeles, California September 5, 2000 2200 hours (The Wandererverse)
Saint opened the front door and held the door for Katie. It had been a harrowing couple of days and the young Jedi in training wanted nothing more than to get reacquainted with his bed. He was at the foot of the stairs when a voice called out from the living room. "Both of you get your butts in here. I need to have a talk with both of you."
The young man looked up at the ceiling and closed his eyes for a moment. I know you're my former teacher and my date's mother. But couldn't you wait until tomorrow morning to hand out the butt chewing? With a heavy sight, he turned around and slowly shuffled into the room.
His worst fears were born out upon entering the room. At the doorway, a visibly unhappy Katie waited for her companion to come in. JD Heart, Steve Sloan, Mark Sloan, and Obi Wan stood in the middle of the room, waiting to lay down the law. Saint noted their expressions and thought back to an old movie Why does this remind me of the scene from Airplane where everybody lines up to beat down the panicking passenger?
Both Saint and Katie cringed as JD walked up to them and in a quiet voice asked the young man. "Why did you disobey my explicit instructions to stay where you were and watch over my daughter?"
"Well I did keep an eye on her and made sure that we were disguised with the Force. In fact, the terrorists did not know we were even there until the authorities crashed the party. So you could say, in a manner, that I did follow your instructions and watch over your daughter." Responded Saint.
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With a muffled groan, Jessica Jade grabbed her pillow and stuffed it over head. After a few minutes of unsuccessfully attempting to drown out the loud voice, the young woman threw the pillow across the room. Here I am trying to get some sleep and some people won't be courteous enough to keep it down. Since it looks like Katie's mom isn't going to quiet down anytime soon I'd better go down and see what's up.
Jessica grabbed a robe and quickly made her way down the stairs and into the living room. Noticing the scene in front of her, she walked over to Obi Wan and whispered. "What's going on?"
The young Jedi turned around and answered, "Anthony and Katie decided to disobey Detective Hearts instructions to not get into any trouble so the good detective decided the issue needed to be addressed as soon as those two got home. A point I am in complete agreement with. Now, what are you doing down here? I thought Dr. Sloan told you to stay in bed and get some sleep."
Shrugging her shoulders, she pointed towards the ongoing discussion "Do you honestly believe anybody, short of being dead and buried for five hundred years, can sleep through one of JD's motherly chats?"
"Point" conceded Obi Wan.
"Besides, as long as I am up I might as well enjoy the floor show."
The Jedi led the red head over to a recliner, "If you are going to stay, I must insist that you sit down."
Jessica looked first to the chair than back to the Obi Wan. Finally she agreed and sat down to enjoy the show.
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Katie looked at her mother and noticed the older woman's face begin to change color. OH SHIT. You had to open your big mouth. Now we are in for it thought the young Amazon.
Obi Wan observed the detective about to launch one of her 'motherly talks' and began inching back towards the door. You know, I think I can hold off my reprimand until tomorrow. Come to think of it, there is that studying I need to get back to. Perhaps that nice patch of woods about two miles away would be a perfect choice.
JD moved directly in front of the young man and began launching one of her more colorful speeches. In so many words, she questioned his wisdom in not listening to his teachers and dragging her daughter in one of his hair brained schemes. Saint was soon reduced to just answering "Yes ma'am" to every question.
Obi Wan winced as the detective graphically described what she would do to his friend if he ever put her daughter in such a situation. He leaned over to Steve and commented, "I see where Anthony gets his unique form of language."
Steve nodded and replied, "Don't forget Katie."
"Point"
Finally, Katie decided to step in and stand up for her companion. Raising her hand to get her mother's attention, the young lady said, "But mother, Anthony tried to get me to stay in the restroom. It was only after I told him I was going with or without him that he took me along."
JD slowly sifted her attention to her daughter and began question the wisdom of her choices in various languages. Finally, she paused and conceded, "You may be right. But, that does not excuse either of you. So, as your mother, I have decided that your punishment will be..." A sound off to the side caught her attention and she managed to catch her student just before he hit the floor.
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Saint breathed a quiet sigh of relief as his teacher's attention was diverted and she began giving another speech, questioning the intelligence of a daughter who so willingly disobeyed her. Whew, I needed that break. He was listening to the detective decide on Katie's punishment when powerful images began appearing in his mind. So vivid was the vision that he began to collapse. He was beginning to black out when he felt someone hold him up and lead him to the couch.
The young man felt something was not right. Something cool and wet was touching his forehead. He could have sworn he was standing in front of his teacher a second ago. Why was he lying down? Slowly opening his eyes, he noticed everyone around him. Okay, why am I on the couch? Better yet. Why is everyone looking at me like that?
JD pulled her hand away from the washcloth when she noticed Saint waking up. A look of concern had replaced her anger and she asked. "Are you all right?" As he started to rise up, she held him back saying, "Don't get up just lay back down for a minute."
Saint began getting up, but a sudden headache made him reconsider his decision. Looking up at JD, he responded "Yeah, I think so. I don't know what happened. One minute I was standing in the middle of the room. Then suddenly, all these images came rushing at me. There were so vivid."
Obi Wan had been nearly out the door when his friend collapsed. Now he asked him. "Do you remember anything about what you saw?"
Saint closed his eyes and reflected back on the vision. "Just fragments. Uh, I saw familiar places, some from Earth and others from Coruscant. Those are somewhat fuzzy. The main thing I remember is that I saw Palpatine and some other Sith talking about something. Then I saw that same Sith, but the place was Sunnydale High School."
"Did you recognize this Sith? I mean, was it the one Qui Gon killed on Naboo or one of the others from the movies?"
"No it was some bad guy I had never seen before. There was one other thing I could sense. That was one very powerful and evil S.O.B. If I had to guess, I would say, he was nearly as powerful as the big baddy himself. That guy scared me?"
Obi Wan thought for a moment, then offered "I believe that you have had a vision of the future. In many cases a Jedi is given premonitions through the Force of approaching evil. However, this is something that is out of my expertise. You need to tell Master Jinn what you saw."
"You think he could decipher this mystery?" asked Steve.
Obi Wan looked back to the detective "Yes, if this is a Force Vision, then He can offer some insight on this. In any case this has been a long day. May I suggest that we all get a good night's sleep and talk about it in the morning?"
JD nodded in agreement. "That's a good idea. Obi Wan, Steve, Mark, and JD, would you help me get Anthony and Jessica to their bedrooms?"
Saint began protesting that he can walk by himself without any problem but shut up when JD grabbed one arm and Obi Wan, the other. As they walked up the stairs, JD asked the Jedi if he knew where Qui Gon was.
"If you remember, he agreed to help out St. Wolf and Buffy by patrolling in Sunnydale while they were away. He should be at the St. Wolf residence by now. I'll give him a call after the others are asleep.
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317 Bryant Terrace
Sunnydale, California
September 5, 2000 2350 hours (The Wandererverse)
The shrill whistle of escaping steam announced to the gathered Section 7 members that the tea was ready. Jenny Calendar reached over, turned off the burner. Giles was already getting three cups when he called out to Qui Gon and asked, "We have fresh tea on the stove. Would you like me to fix you a cup?"
From the other room, the Jedi master, known on Earth as Jim Quigby, answered. "Thank you dear lady. That would be most welcome. I'll join you in the dining room."
Qui Gon had finished his patrol with Shaw and Faith. He had made sure each girl got back to her respected home before returning to the St Wolf residence where Giles and Jenny were watching the communication lines. Rather than heading back to Los Angeles at such an hour, the Jedi master had taken up St. Wolf's previous offer and used the guest bedroom. He was rather tired and thirsty after the night's patrol and was grateful for Giles' offer.
The three mature members of Section 7 gathered at the dining room table to enjoy a cup of hot tea and discuss the results of that night patrol. Giles took a sip and asked the Jedi. "Well how did you like patrolling with the 'Twin Towers of Tactlessness?"
Qui Gon placed his cup down, answering. "Actually, it was quite enjoyable. Lady Shaw was a most charming companion. It was refreshing to compare notes with someone of her age and experience."
"That's a relief" Answered the librarian. "I know how Faith can be. So she wasn't too much trouble?"
"Not at all, In fact the young lady was equally charming. She only made a couple of those smart remarks you had warned me about."
"Faith? Our Faith? You mean the girl who can embarrass a Los Vegas Stripper?" asked Giles in visible disbelief.
"Yes that Faith. For some reason she seemed to be on her best behavior. I wonder why?"
Jenny had been sitting back and drinking her tea when she decided the change the subject. "Not to be changing the subject in mid conversation. But how is Anthony doing in his studies?"
A proud look came over the Jedi's features as he answered. "Actually, he is proceeding much faster than I had expected. His grasp of the Force is becoming quite strong. He can already disguise his presence and can manipulate objects fairly well. It won't be long before he constructs his first light saber."
"Isn't that one of the final tests given to a student before he becomes a full fledged Jedi?" asked Giles.
The Jedi nodded, "Yes it is. He is already becoming quite skilled with the lightsaber."
"Hasn't he been taking extra lessons with Shaw and Detective Heart?" asked Jenny.
"In addition to my instruction, Anthony has been learning other techniques from the two ladies. The combination of Shaw's, JD's and my Jedi instruction are giving him a very unique fighting style. When he has completed his training, he will be a very deadly opponent."
"So what's next on the curriculum for young Anthony?"
"Next, we will begin working on healing techniques and using the Force to survive in some quite inhospitable places. At the rate we are going, he will be a full fledged Jedi Knight in just over a year."
Jenny was about to question the Jedi on the healing trance specifics when she noticed him stiffen and close his eyes. Setting down her cup, she asked. "Qui Gon, are you okay?"
The Jedi shook his head and blinked, "It's nothing. I just felt a tremor in the Force. It's as if some familiar evil will be coming here in the near future."
"Do you know what it is?" responded Giles.
"I'm not sure but it does seem familiar. I just can't place where I know it from."
Giles looked over to the clock and noted the late hour. "It's getting late. Why don't we get some sleep. Such matters often appear clearer in the morning. Especially after a good night's rest."
The Jedi began walking back to the kitchen and wash out his cup. Pausing at the door, he looked back and responded. "I have found that to be very true in my experience."
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Mountain Pass Unknown Planet September 5, 2000 2350 hours (The Wandererverse)
A quiet air hung over the long dead world only to be broken by a shimmering light that ended in a bright flash. The light faded away to reveal three figures, tow men in black robes and one woman in a business suite. The two men looked to one another, over their surroundings and finally back to the woman.
Discord, having changed out of her leather garment and into a professional suit, opened the discussion. "You are probably wondering why I have brought you here. Well, feel free to ask."
"Yes, that is one of the questions going through my mind." Answered Omar Hussein
"As with mine." agreed Palpatine. "However, a more important question to me would be is how you were able to bring both of us to this desolate world."
"How I brought you here is of no matter as is my identity." argued the woman. "However, lets just say I have the power to do so and leave it at that. Now, the reason for me bring you here is that we have mutual problems that can be solved by us working together."
Palpatine leaned forward on his cane and asked, "Oh, and what is this mutual problem that confronts us?"
A table and chairs appeared out of thin air and the woman sat down at the head of the table. "I am about to get to that. However, why don't you two gentlemen have a seat." The goddess waited until the two were seated before continuing. "Lord Siddious or Chancellor Palpatine, you are out to be the undisputed ruler of your galaxy while destroying your arch enemies, the Jedi in the process. However, your plans were knocked about when a certain Do-Gooder Earthling dropped in unexpected and alerted the Jedi. Now, your every step is being watched by a distrustful council and you have been forced to cut back on your plans. On top of that is the Force visions you have been receiving telling you that this 'Saint' will be back to end your aspirations for good. Is that correct?"
"You know it is woman." Snarled the Sith.
Discord acknowledged his response and turned to the leader of Department Satan. "And you Omar Hussein, the leader of Department Satan, aspire to being the ruling power on Earth. However, you too are faced with a strong opposition in the form of various agencies both government and non government. In spite of your best efforts, these groups have managed to foil your every plan."
"This is old information. What is your point?" asked Palpatine.
"Well, my good Sith Lord, the home planet of Mr. Hussein is also where Anthony Christopher has run off to since shredding your plans for Naboo. Not only that, but this boy scout has become associated with the cadre of a new 'Army of Light' named Section 7."
Omar shot out of his seat, "Section 7? You mean the group led by the Wanderer? They have been one of the largest thorns in my side within the last ten years. They and Bureau 13 are among my most dangerous foes."
Palpatine examined his companion's reaction and asked. "Other than the fact that you are sharing the location of my enemy, I still don't see why you have gone to the trouble of bringing me here. All you had to do was tell me where the boy was located and I could have sent my apprentice to eliminate the threat once and for all."
"Ah, my dear Lord Siddious you don't understand. Anthony is under the direct protection of the 'Wanderer' and his friends. The Wanderer is one of the most powerful do-gooders on the planet and makes the Jedi look like hermits. Not only that, but his group is blessed and protected by several powerful beings of the light including various gods and goddesses, angels, and even creatures of legend. They have proven to be too powerful for the resources of Department Satan and several governments. You have access to armies of battle druids that are cheap and easy to manufacture. If you were to make them available to Department Satan, I'm sure it could be worth your while."
Omar eyes lit up as he imagined the schemes he could pull off with a army of druids. Now, I can finally begin my plans of conquest. A loud coughing caught his attention and looked up at the others. "Sorry, just got lost in my thought."
"As I was saying, if I were to supply this Department Satan with weapons and my unique soldiers, what would I get out of it?" asked Palpatine.
"You would get the elimination of Anthony and his Jedi teachers for one" Answered Discord. "Then, the Wanderer and his people have this annoying tendency to put their noses into other people's affairs, all for the sake of doing a few good deeds. Now that they know of your existence, it will not be long before they are butting into your galaxy and getting rid of you for good. So, you will also eliminate one future threat before it gets off the ground."
"Very well, I am willing to supply an initial force of droids to Department Satan. But on one condition." Argued the Sith
"And, what is that condition?" asked the Department Satan leader
Palpatine turned towards Discord, "That I am kept fully informed on how my assets are being used and the progress towards our goals."
Discord looked over to Hussein. As the Earthling nodded in agreement, the Greek goddess conceded. "Very well, I will make sure that you are kept informed. Now lets get down to details."
The negotiations took a few more hours while the logistics of the new alliance were worked out. Once the talks were over, Discord waved a hand and sent Hussein back to Earth. She turned to Palpatine. "Now that we are alone, I sense that there is something else you wanted to discuss."
"Yes, that Hussein does not inspire confidence in his abilities. In fact, I think I may be throwing away a army of druids. So, when he fails, as I foresee him doing. I want to have my apprentice accompany the reinforcements I will be sending later on."
Discord gave the old man a sly grin and asked. "You wouldn't have any plans for Agonius taking over Department Satan, would you?"
"It would appear that they could only benefit from more competent leadership." observed Palpatine. "Plus, I would be guaranteed that my enemies are wiped out."
Discord placed her arm around the Sith, saying "I do believe that this could be the start of a beautiful friendship."
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317 Bryant Terrace
Sunnydale, California
September 6, 2000 0900 hours (The Wandererverse)
Buffy and Steve were not expected back for another week so Qui Gon continued helping out with patrolling the Hellmouth until they got back. So for the next week or so, the master Jedi was staying a Steve's place when not out fighting the forces of evil. Obi Wan had called him up after seeing Saint and Jessica go to bed and gave him the basic facts on the recent terrorist attack. Quickly thinking it over, Qui Gon highly recommended that his newest student drive up to Sunnydale and give his report in person.
Before leaving for Sunnydale, the Jedi-in-Training had been stopped by Katie, who told him that she had some unspecific business in town. She happily accepted his offer for a ride and the two roared up North. It wasn't long before they were pulling up to 317 Bryan Trace.
Saint had just finished shutting off the engine when he noticed the half- elven priestess of Melikki walking towards them. Turning back to Katie, he suggested, "Why don't you head on inside. I'll be right behind you." The Jedi-in-Training watched as she entered the house before facing Shaw.
Greeting the Soul Sister with a warm smile as he dismounted, he asked, "Good morning. What is so important that you couldn't wait until we were inside?"
"Your teacher has some pressing business this morning and is unable to give today's weapon lesson. He asked if I would be able to, as you Americans like to say, fill in."
"I am always eager to expand my horizons, so to speak." responded Anthony. "Can you give me a preview of the upcoming lesson?"
Shaw smiled, "I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise. But lets say it involves some techniques I learned from my former teacher Storm Silverhand."
Anthony's eyes grew wide, "You mean the bard of Shadowdale?" Shaw nodded and he muttered, "I should not be surprised. After all, if the characters and events from a popular science fiction movie turned out to be real, Why not a characters from the Forgotten Realms series?"
Shaw stopped and answered, "Do I have to remind you that I myself was born and raised in the world described in that series of games and books?"
Saint blushed and offered an apology. Shaw waved her hand and said, "Do not worry about it. I got over the anger when I found out someone was telling about my family, friends, and home while passing it off as fiction. I now read those books to find out what happened when I was gone." The two had reached the door when Shaw held out a hand to stop Anthony from entering. "I heard about what went happened at the museum and wanted to warn you that the others are planning to rub your face in it."
Saint sighed and looked up to the sky. "I figured something was up by the expression on Katie's face this morning and her eagerness to get inside just now. So let me guess, Katie phoned and told everybody about my attempt with the Jedi mind trick."
"You are correct." confirmed the Soul Sister. "In fact, she called here just after Obi Wan's call this morning."
"I thought so. But before we start today's training exercise, there was something I wanted to discuss with Qui Gon."
"Would that have anything to do with the vision you had last night?" asked Shaw.
Saint nodded, "Obi Wan suggested that Qui Gon could figure out what it means. Oh well, might as well get the ribbing over with."
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The first thing that caught his attention upon entering were Xander Harris and Cordelia Chase, both sporting looks that were quite concerning. Saint's suspicions increased in magnitude as he took in the Scoobie's smile. Uh oh, a smiling Xander and Cordie wearing almost identical grins to Katies. Something is indeed rotten in Denmark.. Deciding to get the waiting over with, Saint asked, "Hey Xander, have you seen Master Jinn?"
Xander pointed towards the closed door from which the faint hum of a lightsaber sounded. "Yeah, he's in the gym working out with Faith. He told me to have you go right in when you got in."
Saint thanked him and as he began to open the door, Xander yelled out "You might want to ask Qui Gon about some extra tutoring in the Jedi Mind Trick. You should have known that the mind trick works best against the weak minded. Guess you were sleeping in class that day, huh?"
Almost by instinct, Cordy slapped Xander upside the head. He began rubbing the spot and asked her why she did that. "Cause you were being an ass." responded the Amazon.
I knew this was going to be one of those days. thought the Jedi in training as he entered the gym.
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Finishing his lesson, the Master Jedi switched off his lightsaber. Commenting on the Dark Slayer's ability, he commented. "You handle the lightsaber very well. With some extra practice and instruction, you could even give Master Yoda a run for his money."
Faith snorted and switched off her training saber. "It's just good ole slayer instinct. We slayers have a knack with weapons. It's in our blood."
"Don't forget your ongoing weapons training under my tutelage" added Shaw as she walked in.
"Be that as it may, You did extremely well." Qui Gon was about to make another comment when Katie also entered the room and quickly walked over to Faith. He could make out the two talking about something having to do with his newest student and asked them what they were up to.
"Just fulfilling our duty ensuring that Grasshopper doesn't get too full of himself." Responded Faith as she walked to a nearby table.
"Besides, his head has been getting a little big lately." added Katie.
Qui Gon watched as the two uncovered the table, revealing pile of energizer batteries. Getting their attention, he asked "What are those batteries for?"
As one, the two responded "Just watch and learn."
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Faith and Katie stood next to the table while on the other side of the room waited Qui Gon. Saint immediately spotted the grinning Dark Slayer and Match Girl and slowly turned towards where they were looking.
Faith noting the look of quiet resignation yelled out, "Katie told me your batteries were running low. So being the good friend that I am, I thought, I'd help you out."
"And we decided to chip in and help you out by getting you some new batteries." injected Xander and Cordy.
The target of their ribbing faced Katie who only answered with a sweet smile to his unasked question. Finally Qui Gon decided to let his student off the hook and get down to business. Saint ignored the laughing Scoobies and approached his teacher.
"I assume Obi Wan filled you in on what happened at the museum and my vision."
"He did, but he didn't give many details. Why don't you tell me what you saw. That is, before I have to leave."
"Very well." Saint turned around and addressed the others, "Why don't we move this meeting to the living room and get comfortable it's going to be a longs story."
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Saint leaned back on the couch and stretched while waiting for the others to settle down. Finally, he turned back to his teacher and started telling his story.
"Well it started last night while JD was giving Katie and me one of her motherly chats."
Xander leaned over to Cordy and whispered "Looks like the two got slammed by the proverbial 'Wooden Spoon of Mommydom." Saint gave the two Scoobies an angry glare and asked, "Are you two finished or should I wait a minute before continuing the story?" The two nodded and Saint returned to his tale.
"JD had just switched her attention over to Katie when a series of intense images slammed into my head. It was as if I was getting every cable channel in my head at once and I blacked out."
"That is common reaction for someone having his first Force vision." commented Qui Gon. "But do go on."
"I really don't remember much about the vision or dream except for a few scenes. I recognized that the first image took place on Coruscant, somewhere near the Senate. Palpatine was dressed in his Sith outfit and was talking to his apprentice."
"But didn't you tell us that you had killed Darth Maul back on Naboo? Couldn't this be a memory from that time or even from the movie?" asked Katie.
Saint stood up and shook his head. "No it wasn't Maul. The apprentice at least that is who I thought it was, pulled down his cowl and I got a good look of his face. This guy was a Caucasian male with dark brown hair. He almost reminded me of that guy who played Checkov on Star Trek. But that's not important. What is important is that there appears to be a new player in the game."
Shaw rubbed her chin in thought, "That could very well be the truth. Since by your own admission, you had shredded the Star Wars timeline by saving Master Jinn and freeing Anakin's mother. It is therefore likely that a new timeline, unlike the one in the movies, will come into being."
"Thus taking into account those events and the effect of having young Anthony and friends becoming part of the story." finished Qui Gon.
"So, from that point on, the movie gets thrown away." concluded Katie.
"At least as any guide to what will happen following the liberation of Naboo." Said Qui Gon. "However, I feel that this is not the end of your experience. Is it Anthony?"
Saint drew a heavy breath, "No you're right on that mark. Following that scene, there was a switch from the Coruscant setting to one here on Earth. In fact, I recognized it to be in front of the local high school here in Sunnydale. In that scene, I recognize the new Sith battling with a unknown Jedi knight on the steps of the school. Finally the scene switched to a local graveyard where I saw a group of battle druids and guys in black robes working as a team. Do you have any idea of the meaning behind these dreams?" asked the Jedi-in-Training.
Qui Gon leaned back in his chair and scratched his head. "Actually, I had a similar Force vision. Only, it was not as intense. This has the markings of what is to come."
"So you mean the 'Old Corpse' or emperor from the Star Wars movies is coming to play?" asked Faith.
"I do not know." conceded the Jedi Master. "However, I do believe that Sir Steven and Buffy should be made aware of this immediately."
"Don't forget Horace and Bureau 13." added Shaw. "If those fighting robots are coming here, then the regular authorities will most certainly be unable to handle it. Plus Horace will want to know about any Alien weapons technology, finding its way into our enemy's hands."
"You know Zed and Section 6 will also want to be notified." stated Xander.
Saint began rubbing his temples, "Well, so much for a quiet rest. Then we had better get cracking if we hope to be ready shall this turn out to be true." He looked back at the half-elf and asked. "Think we can start that lesson right now? I have a feeling like I'm going to need every bit of practice soon."
Qui Gon stood up and told Shaw, "Anthony has a point he is going to need that training. Why don't you take him into the gym and begin? Xander, Cordelia, Faith, and Katie why don't you to call Willow and alert everyone who is in town? I'll call Sir Steven and notify the other agencies. Are there any questions? If not, then lets go."
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Rainbow Headquarters Hereford, England 0500 hours September 7, 2000 (Wandererverse)
In response to the tap on his door, John Clark yelled out. "Enter".
Arkadi Novikov, followed closely by Annika Lofquist, entered the office and shut the door behind them. Taking a deep breath, the Russian asked his leader, "Just how well do you know this 'Wanderer' fellow?"
Clark immediately focused on the questioning tone. "Enough to say that he is a good man to have by your side during a firefight. Why, what happened?"
Arkadi looked up at the ceiling to collect his thoughts, "What would you say if I were to tell you that your friend has managed to recruit a real honest-to-God Jedi knight?"
"Normally I would say that you had too much vodka the night before." Holding up a hand to stifle any upcoming protest, he continued "I know, I know, you never touch anything more potent than a good beer and never anywhere near an upcoming mission. What did you see that makes you believe he has Jedi knights on his payroll?"
Annika decided to jump in and answered. "When we went in to rescue the hostages, we found one of the Wanderer's agents deflecting bullets and stabbing a terrorist with what can only be described as an honest to god lightsaber. The hostage who was about to be executed saw everything but our Jedi waved his hand in front of her face like that character in the Star Wars movie and made her forget everything that happened."
"He then tried to do the same to us but apparently we had too strong a will and were unaffected." Continued Arkadi
Clark leaned back in his chair, taking in all that his operative reported. "Was there anything else?"
The Russian nodded and answered, "When he found out we were immune to this Jedi mind trick, he asked us not to tell anyone what really happened but you."
"He also told us to tell you, "If you want a more detailed explanation, have your boss call my boss." Added Annika
Rainbow 6 digested the information and thought What kind of organization are you running, Wanderer old friend. In any case I think it will be a good idea to drop by your place and have a face to face talk. Turning to his people, he decided. "I'll handle this from here. I want both of you two keep this under wraps and tell no one else. This knowledge is almost above my security level, much less yours. However, it looks like there may be some more trouble heating up in Asia. Nothing definitive yet but until it's gone away, the American Jedi will be on the back burner. Understand"
"Yes Sir!"
"Very well. You are dismissed. Go grab a meal and get some rest. You two look like death warmed over."
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TBC
Author's Notes: Thus ends the first part of Rainbow Slayer. As you can tell, one of the major influences and resource for this story is the Rogue Spear computer game and the books by Tom Clancy. The terrorist attacks have been taken straight out of the game as well as the Rainbow characters. The first three chapters of Rainbow Slayer can be described as the relative calm before the storm. The world is a dangerous place and terrorists are becoming more and more active thanks to the efforts of Department Satan and their new benefactor, Darth Siddious.
It looks like the chapters are going to run between 25-35 pages in length so I should up date at least once a month, maybe twice depending on my schedule. To the readers who have reviewed, thanks. They are that big kick in the seat that keeps me writing.
That said, get ready for more action in "Chapter Four: Eye of the Storm"
Merry Prankster
Chapter Three: Operation Pandora Trigger (Part2)
Los Angeles County Museum of Art Los Angeles, California 1532 hours September 4, 2000 (Wandererverse)
Khalifa was walking through the reception area towards the loading entrance when something off to the side caught his eye. He looked at the main window, thinking Hmm, something's not right here. It's as if someone was...
The terrorist leader's eyes grew big as he identified what he was looking at. He immediately unslung his Kalashnikov and pointed it towards the window. A long burst of automatic fire from his weapon shattered the window and alerted the others that the assault was on.
Khalifa noticed that the target had disappeared. So, he turned around and ran back towards the hostage holding room, yelling out. "THE INFIDELS ARE COMING!!"
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Annika threw herself on the ground, a swarm of bullets passing inches from her head. She looked towards Arkadi and noticed the Rainbow leader throwing open the loading door and loosing a three round burst from his MP- 5. A scream of pain sounded out somewhere inside the building.
The Swede crawled over to the door and rushed into the hallway right behind her leader. As she passed the stairway, she noticed a man dressed in caterer's garb lying facedown on the floor. A pool of blood slowly was expanding from the prone form.
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Saintiago Arnavisca looked towards the rest of Blue Team, giving each man one last glance. Upon receipt of the go code, the Spaniard rushed through the main entrance, closely followed by Karl Haider and Genedy Filatov. He had just crossed the entrance when he noticed a terrorist on the surrounding balcony, walking to the other side of the room. The Rainbow operative sighted his MP-5 submachine gun on the target and fired a short burst.
All three bullets slammed into the terrorist and the Spaniard reported the shooting saying "Tango Down."
Genedy was the third man into the museum. The Russian had cleared the ladies restroom in the lobby when he noticed a second terrorist appearing from an entranceway on the Northern end of the room. Shouting a warning to his team members, he engaged the target.
Karl looked towards the northern part of the room as soon as the Russian shouted out his warning. He was about to take out the target when the terrorist appeared to be thrown against the wall by some unseen hand.
Santiago pointed towards the Eastern doorway and led Blue Team out of the room. The team was passing an exhibit when he spared a glance towards the enemy. The terrorist slid down the wall, three streaks of red following his path as Genedy keyed his mike, "Tango Down."
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Saint crouched behind the plant and put one of his more recent lessons to good use. He reached out through the Force and noted where the nearby guards were located and picked up their feelings of anxiety. He was about to say something to his companion when gunshots were heard from the reception area. Oh Shit. It's going down.
Katie looked up as she heard Khalifa's warning to his men. The young Amazon was about to say something to her date when she saw him leap out of their hiding place with a Force enhanced jump into the hostage holding area. I thought he was going to be not reckless this time. Thought Katie.
She was somewhat startled by Godzilla commenting Reckless? You should be talking.
OH SHUT UP! Replied Katie.
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"Get up, You infidel whore." Ordered the guard as he dragged a young Africa American female to her feet.
The sobbing woman was pleading for her life as the terrorist placed his pistol to the side of her head. "First you, then the others will be meeting the Devil."
The terrorist was about to pull the trigger when a snap hiss sounded behind him. He glanced towards the doorway to see a figure leaping into the room, wielding something that should not exist. Qusey could not believe his eyes and thought back to a movie he had recently watched, I must be dreaming. There is no way he can be holding a lightsaber. Star Wars is the creation of a decadent American mind. IT'S NOT REAL!
Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted his companions being thrown across the room, as if by an invisible hand, slamming into a wall. With a snarl, the terrorist threw his victim to the ground, intending to deal with her later, and pointed his pistol at the new threat.
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Godzilla had taken up a position behind a sarcophagus when he heard the terrorist leader fire his weapon and shout his warning. The Guardian Spirit quickly moved up behind the nearest gunman.
Ali Moussoui released the magazine from his AKS-74, making sure that it was fully loaded. His companion was motioning towards the hostage holding area when a loud hiss sounded behind them. Both men slowly turned around to face something that should not be there, an enraged Kommodo Dragon.
Godzilla had just finished changing into his guardian spirit form when both terrorists turned to face him. He saw the second swing his weapon towards him and leapt.
It was over in seconds.
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Boxes lined the hallway behind the reception area. The terrorist assigned to guard the back door had glanced back towards the reception area when Khalifa shouted out the warning. He quickly turned back towards the door when he heard it being opened. Unfortunately, he had not been fast enough to challenge the pair of black figures charging though that door and ended up lying in a pool of blood.
Arkady passed by the stairs leading to the second level, sparing the terrorist lying dead at the foot of those stairs. You take your chances and take what results from those choices.
The Russian was about to enter the reception area when he caught the silhouette of another gunman standing nearby. Arkadi raised a clenched fist and motioned for his partner to stop. He waited for Annika to stop before he eased around the corner, sub machinegun at his shoulder and ready to fire. Three quick shots ended that threat and Blue team moved through the door and raced behind the structure in the middle of the room.
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Saint flew into the room while activating his lightsaber. Upon entering the room, the Jedi in training quickly noted the positions of both the hostages and terrorists. Two of the gunmen had their backs turned towards the young man and did not acknowledge his presence. The third, about to execute one of the hostages, was looking straight at him. Saint quickly chose his targets and how to deal with them.
Executioner wannabe is first, followed by his buddies.
Saint reached out with his left hand and used the Force to throw the two gunmen, who were watching the hostages across the room. However, the remaining terrorist flung his victim to the ground and began pointing his weapon in the Jedi's direction.
Time seemed to slow down as seconds felt like hours to the young American. Well, I did always want to see if a lightsaber could deflect bullets. Thought the Jedi-in-Training. No time like the present.
The terrorist smiled as he pulled the trigger only to have that smile turn into astonishment when the blade of light vaporized the bullets before they reached their target. How is it possible? No man can block gunfire like that. A blinding pain from his arm caught his attention. Looking down, he was surprised to see his severed arm, still holding the Kalashnikov, at his feet.
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Katie threw herself to the ground as a line of bullet holes appeared across the wall behind her. Damn, that was too close. Thought the Amazon as she noted the bullets being aimed head height. She quickly spotted the shooter hiding behind a chariot and fired two bursts at the target. A scream of pain rewarded her effort and she flung herself into the room.
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Red Team quickly cleared the boat room and moved into the chariot room. Genedy was the first to spot the Section 7 operative on the other side of the hallway. He quickly alerted his teammates and pointed towards Katie. "Don't shoot the girl in the black cat suit. She is one of the friendlies."
Santiago acknowledged the report, "Right, but where is the other?"
"He's got to be around here somewhere." commented the Russian. "Look Out!"
Karl Haider, the third member of Red Team spotted a second terrorist rising up behind the chariot replica. Without a word he pumped three hollowpoints into the gunman.
"Tango Down." reported the Austrian.
+++ Arkadi reported, "Blue Team advancing towards main objective."
The Blue Team leader dispatched a terrorist who was hiding in the hallway south of the reception area. Both operatives paused as they heard gunshots, a loud hiss, and tearing noises coming from the adjacent room. Arkadi looked at Annika as both thoughts In the name of God, What was that?"
The Russian nodded towards the door and advanced with his weapon ready. It was not needed. Upon entering the room, Blue Team spotted what appeared to be the remains of two terrorists. At least, that was what they appeared to be since both bodies were ripped apart as if by some wild animal. The Swedish team member observed. "I do not want to meet whatever did that to them."
"You are right about that" Agreed the Russian as he heard a snap hiss come from the adjacent room. This mission is getting weirder and weirder. Shaking his head for a couple seconds, Arkadi moved past a couple of mummies and into the hostage holding area.
Annika was right behind her leader when the Russian stopped dead in his tracks and snapped off a couple of shots into the room. She was surprised to hear the humming noise change pitch and someone yelling out "DAMMIT, HOLD YOUR FIRE. WE'RE FRIENDLIES!"
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His primary target lying against the wall, holding what was left of his right arm, Saint switched towards his secondary targets. Both gunmen were gathering their wits and were swinging their weapons towards the cubscout. Saint rolled to the right, just as one of the terrorists loosed a burst of 5.45mm in his direction. In the corner of his eye, he became aware that the hostages were blindfolded.
That's one less problem for me to deal with. Thought Saint as he ran through a second gunman.
Saint noted that the third terrorist was messing with his weapon. Apparently, a round was stuck in the extractor and jammed the rifle.
The terrorist snarled and threw the useless weapon at the Jedi while reaching for his backup piece. He never had a chance. The weapon was only halfway out of his holster when he felt a white-hot pain in his chest. Numbly, the terrorist looked down to see a beam of light disappearing into his body. Funny, there is not any blood. Thought the dying man.
Saint was finishing off the last terrorist when he felt a tremor in the Force. Acting through instinct and the Force, the young man parried the burst of fire with his light saber. His surprise turned to anger upon recognizing that he had nearly become a victim of friendly fire. Choosing a guard position, he yelled out to the Rainbow Operatives. "DAMMIT, HOLD YOUR FIRE. WE'RE FRIENDLIES!"
Katie had entered the room in time to see the exchange and quipped "Not if you're on the receiving end of one of his pranks."
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Arkadi slowly lowered his weapon, recognizing that Saint was one of the good guys. He looked back to his equally stunned team member. Finally, the two Rainbow operatives entered the hostage holding room. The Russian noted the presence of both Saint and Katie and focussed on the now silent silver cylinder in the Jedi's hand. Since when has the United States government begun hiring Jedi Knights? Thought Arkadi.
Both Annika and Katie moved over to the hostages and began checking them for injuries. The Swede turned to the Amazon and asked. "Would you care to explain how your partner got hold of a weapon that should only exist in a theater?"
Katie shook her head, and answered "I don't have the authorization to answer that question. Lets just say, my people has access to whatever people and materials that are needed to get the job done."
Annika nodded, "I understand but I will get a straight answer. If not you, then perhaps your companion will be more forthcoming."
A radio message from Genedy and Red Team reported that the rest of the museum had been secured with no friendly casualties. They entered the room a couple of minutes later and began escorting the former hostages to freedom.
For Clara Cooper, or known to her friends as C.C, time stood still as she felt the gun press against her temple. Her blindfold had slipped down and the hostage was surprised to see and image out of Star Wars come to life and cut down the gunmen. Upon having her ropes cut, the young woman walked up to the man in some military dress uniform and asked, "What are you? I mean where did you get a lightsaber and how were you able to move like that?"
Saint turned around and waved a hand across the woman's face. In a soft monotone, he suggested. "There was no lightsaber".
In a daze the young woman began repeating everything back to him as the suggestion took hold. "There was no lightsaber. The terrorist was shot not cut down by a lightsaber."
"You did not see anyone acting like Luke Skywalker or a Jedi." intoned the Jedi-in-Training.
"I did not see anyone acting like Luke Skywalker or a Jedi."
"A policeman shot the man trying to kill you and cut you loose."
"A police officer shot the man trying to kill me and then freed me." Clara blinked a few times and looked up at Saint. "What were you saying?"
"I was asking if you were alright."
The young lady hesitated then answered, "I think I am. Thank you."
Saint helped her to her feet and handed her off to Santiago. "Just to be safe, why don't you follow this gentleman outside and let the paramedics look you over."
The woman simply nodded and quietly followed the Rainbow operative out the room. Saint was about to follow her out when he noticed someone clearing his throat. Turning around, he asked "Can I help you?"
"I have been in this business for some time and seen many things. But I have never seen anybody able to do a Jedi mind trick in real life after taking out three gunmen with a lightsaber." observed Arkadi.
Annika had spotted Arkadi talking to Saint and decided to add in her two cents worth. "That's in addition to said person jumping around like a refugee from George Lucas' imagination."
Saint sighed, Here we go again. Waving his hand in front of the Russian's face he suggested "You never saw anybody do a Jedi mind trick and there was no lightsaber." Anthony noticed that the mind trick wasn't taking hold and decided to try his luck with the Swedish Rainbow operative. Waving his hand in front of Annika's face the Jedi in training suggested "You never saw anyone move like a Jedi."
Annika's eyes glazed over for a moment as she began to repeat the suggestion. "I never saw any... Wait a minute, You're trying the mind trick on me. Sorry, looks like it didn't take hold."
Arkadi blinked and smiled, "As you Americans like to say, Nice try but no cigar. My nephew dragged me to all of the Star Wars movies and I know the Jedi mind trick doesn't work with the strong willed. So are you going to answer my question?"
The young man shook his head in resignation, wished for a neuralizer, and mumbled, "Where are J and K when you need them?" Realizing that the Rainbow operatives were not going anywhere, the young man pointed towards the room holding the mummies. The three people entered the room and walked towards a damaged mummy case. Reaching one of the damaged cases, the young American ran a finger over a couple of bullet holes, thinking Hope this thing is insured. A loud cough interrupted his reflection so he turned back to the Rainbow operatives and asked. "Now, that we are alone. Was there anything else you wanted to talk about?"
Arkadi pointed towards the cylinder now hanging from Saint's belt. "How is it that an American soldier has a weapon that should not exist and more importantly how were you able to move around like a escapee from George Lucas's imagination?"
Saint shook his head and responded, "Look, I don't have the authorization to give out that kind of information." Noting Annika about to say something, Saint held up his hand, "Lets just say there are secrets concerning both of our respective organizations that neither of us are able to give the other."
"Point." conceded the Russian.
Saint noted the victory gave the Rainbow operatives an evil grin before adding, "If you really want to know. Just have your boss talk to my boss and they will tell both of us what we are allowed to know. Besides, I haven't had a bite since yesterday afternoon. Want to grab something to eat?"
"If you put it that way.." Smiled Arkadi.
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Katie picked up her guardian spirit and deposited him in the bag, she was able to retrieve from her hiding place. On her way back she noticed Saint try the Jedi mind trick on both the hostage and the Rainbow operatives. Looks like the trick isn't everything it's cracked up to be. I'd better see if mom can call up MIB and get a team out here to clean up after him. Of course I will have to rub it in. thought the Amazon.
She was waiting by the door when the three people came out. Waiting fifteen seconds, the Amazon called out to Saint."Only two out of three? Looks like you need to get some new batteries."
First Annika began softly giggling, then Arkadi started to chuckle over the young lady's remarks. The two looked at each other and all control was lost.
Saint looked first at his laughing companions then at his innocently smiling date. In his best Jackie Gleason voice, the young man vowed. "One of these days, one of these days. Pow, right in the kisser."
Katie raised an eyebrow in a gesture that indicated what she was thinking to all Yeah, right. You and what army? Then, she walked out the door.
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The MSNBC reporter stood on the street corner across from the museum. Her cameraman signaled that the camera would start recording in two minutes. She quickly acknowledged what he was saying and moved to a point where the museum would be in the background. Her eyes were glued on the little light on top of the camera. Finally, the red light blinked on and she began her report.
"This is Marjory Hampton outside the Los Angeles County Museum of Art. Elite U.S. government troops stormed the Los Angeles County Museum of Art, killing all members of an Islamic terrorist group who had occupied the building for more than 30 hours. According to LAPD spokespeople, all hostages were released safe, but shaken.
The group, calling itself the Islamic Vanguard, apparently entered the Museum dressed as employees of a catering company before revealing weapons and securing several hostages. The Vanguard demanded the releases of several prisoners in the U.S. and Egypt, as well as the return of several antiquities to Egyptian soil The attack interrupted a gala black tie affair attended by many world dignitaries, including the daughter of the French Prime Minister and many others. Museum officials have begun assessing the extent of harm to the collection. The terrorists covered many works considered offensive to Islam, but did not deface any. Damage done during the assault is far worse.
I have right here Mister Harold Butts, the museums restoration expert." A forty-year-old African American moved into view lamenting "I can cope with sun bleaching and pollution, but how do I repair a bullet hole?"
Marjory answered, "I'm afraid that is a little out of my area. Thank you Mr. Butts. This is Marjory Hampton signing off."
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Holiday Express Tokyo, Japan 1800 hours September 5, 2000 (Wandererverse)
The dark robed figure stood silently in front of the television. The figure, a human male, pointed the remote and pressed the off button. As the image faded away, a voice called out from behind him.
"What is it that you wanted to talk about?" asked a young Asian looking man.
The figure turned around and lowered his hood. A smiling, now clean- shaven white man looked the other in eyes and asked. "What do you want?"
"Is this some kind of joke? If it is then you are not being funny and I would suggest you leave." Spit out Saburo Yamato.
Morden held up his hands. "I assure you I am not joking and you still haven't answered my question. So, I'll repeat myself. What do you want?"
"What I want is to stop the industrialist from polluting the Earth. What I want is for the world to reduce energy usage by 90%. Not just in Japan but throughout the world."
Morden walked over and joined his host at the dinner table. Sitting down, he agreed "That is indeed a worthy goal. However, you lack the resources to achieve such a goal. I believe my associates can help you get where you want to go."
Now intrigued, the Japanese terrorist leaned forward and asked, "And how will your associates be able to help out?"
Morden reached inside his robes and pulled out a large manila envelope. He tossed the package over to Saburo. While the Japanese terrorist began looking through the contents, the dark agent explained. "Within two weeks, the PetroMech oil tanker 'SS Proxima' will be arriving in Tokyo harbor with a full load of crude oil. As you can see on the map, the ship will be anchored near three seawater-cooled reactors. If the 'Proxima' were to be destroyed at its anchorage; the resulting oil slick will foul the cooling vents of those three reactors. They will have to be shut down during the clean up operation in order to prevent a nuclear disaster. If those reactors shut down, the energy available to the entire country will be cut in half."
Saburo smiled at the thought. "Yes, that fits in nicely with my organization's agenda. This ship is the perfect target since the PetroMech has been one of the largest murderers of the environment." A wild look filled the speaker's eyes as he continued, "Mr. Morden, did you know that the wreck of the PetroMech tanker Edmund Banks in 1994 off the Orkney Islands caused so much damage to local seabirds that the area has still not recovered, even six years after the event. Yes, this is the perfect first strike against the polluters of the world and will focus the world's attention on our agenda."
"Exactly, and my associates will be more than happy to help you achieve this goal."
"You are being most gernerous. What do you wish in return?" asked the Japanese terrorist.
Morden leaned back in his chair; "My associates do not want anything in return except for your friendship. You see, the people I represent believe that by helping others who share our views, they will be willing to return the favor in the future."
"So, your group is like a unique version of that capitalist organ, The United Way."
"Yes, you could say we are the helping hands in this line of work. So will you accept our aid in this endeavor?"
"Yes, we gratefully accept your offer. If this works out as planned we will be in your debt."
Morden reached back into his robes and pulled out a second packet. "In that case, here is the rest of the intelligence my associates have gathered for you. It has shipping times, the codes for a Swiss bank account, and contact numbers." The dark figure stood up and grasped Saburo's offered hand, "I must be leaving now. But, if you have any questions, feel free to give me a call. My number is on the contact list and it is a secure line."
Saburo walked Morden to the door and let the gentleman out. Morden paused as the door shut, leaving him alone in the hall. Pulling out a cell phone, he began dialing. "It's Morden, Mr. Yamato has accepted our help. Yes, I heard about the operation in Los Angeles but everything went according to plan. We recorded the reaction time of the relief force and have some idea of their tactics. Make sure that the recording devices are in place. I have a feeling our newest friends will not last any longer than our former friends do. At the very least, it will give us even more insight to our opponents." The dark agent raised his arm and looked at his watch "I'm on my way to the airport and will explain everything when I get back, tomorrow. Goodbye."
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Heart Residence Los Angeles, California September 5, 2000 2200 hours (The Wandererverse)
Saint opened the front door and held the door for Katie. It had been a harrowing couple of days and the young Jedi in training wanted nothing more than to get reacquainted with his bed. He was at the foot of the stairs when a voice called out from the living room. "Both of you get your butts in here. I need to have a talk with both of you."
The young man looked up at the ceiling and closed his eyes for a moment. I know you're my former teacher and my date's mother. But couldn't you wait until tomorrow morning to hand out the butt chewing? With a heavy sight, he turned around and slowly shuffled into the room.
His worst fears were born out upon entering the room. At the doorway, a visibly unhappy Katie waited for her companion to come in. JD Heart, Steve Sloan, Mark Sloan, and Obi Wan stood in the middle of the room, waiting to lay down the law. Saint noted their expressions and thought back to an old movie Why does this remind me of the scene from Airplane where everybody lines up to beat down the panicking passenger?
Both Saint and Katie cringed as JD walked up to them and in a quiet voice asked the young man. "Why did you disobey my explicit instructions to stay where you were and watch over my daughter?"
"Well I did keep an eye on her and made sure that we were disguised with the Force. In fact, the terrorists did not know we were even there until the authorities crashed the party. So you could say, in a manner, that I did follow your instructions and watch over your daughter." Responded Saint.
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With a muffled groan, Jessica Jade grabbed her pillow and stuffed it over head. After a few minutes of unsuccessfully attempting to drown out the loud voice, the young woman threw the pillow across the room. Here I am trying to get some sleep and some people won't be courteous enough to keep it down. Since it looks like Katie's mom isn't going to quiet down anytime soon I'd better go down and see what's up.
Jessica grabbed a robe and quickly made her way down the stairs and into the living room. Noticing the scene in front of her, she walked over to Obi Wan and whispered. "What's going on?"
The young Jedi turned around and answered, "Anthony and Katie decided to disobey Detective Hearts instructions to not get into any trouble so the good detective decided the issue needed to be addressed as soon as those two got home. A point I am in complete agreement with. Now, what are you doing down here? I thought Dr. Sloan told you to stay in bed and get some sleep."
Shrugging her shoulders, she pointed towards the ongoing discussion "Do you honestly believe anybody, short of being dead and buried for five hundred years, can sleep through one of JD's motherly chats?"
"Point" conceded Obi Wan.
"Besides, as long as I am up I might as well enjoy the floor show."
The Jedi led the red head over to a recliner, "If you are going to stay, I must insist that you sit down."
Jessica looked first to the chair than back to the Obi Wan. Finally she agreed and sat down to enjoy the show.
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Katie looked at her mother and noticed the older woman's face begin to change color. OH SHIT. You had to open your big mouth. Now we are in for it thought the young Amazon.
Obi Wan observed the detective about to launch one of her 'motherly talks' and began inching back towards the door. You know, I think I can hold off my reprimand until tomorrow. Come to think of it, there is that studying I need to get back to. Perhaps that nice patch of woods about two miles away would be a perfect choice.
JD moved directly in front of the young man and began launching one of her more colorful speeches. In so many words, she questioned his wisdom in not listening to his teachers and dragging her daughter in one of his hair brained schemes. Saint was soon reduced to just answering "Yes ma'am" to every question.
Obi Wan winced as the detective graphically described what she would do to his friend if he ever put her daughter in such a situation. He leaned over to Steve and commented, "I see where Anthony gets his unique form of language."
Steve nodded and replied, "Don't forget Katie."
"Point"
Finally, Katie decided to step in and stand up for her companion. Raising her hand to get her mother's attention, the young lady said, "But mother, Anthony tried to get me to stay in the restroom. It was only after I told him I was going with or without him that he took me along."
JD slowly sifted her attention to her daughter and began question the wisdom of her choices in various languages. Finally, she paused and conceded, "You may be right. But, that does not excuse either of you. So, as your mother, I have decided that your punishment will be..." A sound off to the side caught her attention and she managed to catch her student just before he hit the floor.
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Saint breathed a quiet sigh of relief as his teacher's attention was diverted and she began giving another speech, questioning the intelligence of a daughter who so willingly disobeyed her. Whew, I needed that break. He was listening to the detective decide on Katie's punishment when powerful images began appearing in his mind. So vivid was the vision that he began to collapse. He was beginning to black out when he felt someone hold him up and lead him to the couch.
The young man felt something was not right. Something cool and wet was touching his forehead. He could have sworn he was standing in front of his teacher a second ago. Why was he lying down? Slowly opening his eyes, he noticed everyone around him. Okay, why am I on the couch? Better yet. Why is everyone looking at me like that?
JD pulled her hand away from the washcloth when she noticed Saint waking up. A look of concern had replaced her anger and she asked. "Are you all right?" As he started to rise up, she held him back saying, "Don't get up just lay back down for a minute."
Saint began getting up, but a sudden headache made him reconsider his decision. Looking up at JD, he responded "Yeah, I think so. I don't know what happened. One minute I was standing in the middle of the room. Then suddenly, all these images came rushing at me. There were so vivid."
Obi Wan had been nearly out the door when his friend collapsed. Now he asked him. "Do you remember anything about what you saw?"
Saint closed his eyes and reflected back on the vision. "Just fragments. Uh, I saw familiar places, some from Earth and others from Coruscant. Those are somewhat fuzzy. The main thing I remember is that I saw Palpatine and some other Sith talking about something. Then I saw that same Sith, but the place was Sunnydale High School."
"Did you recognize this Sith? I mean, was it the one Qui Gon killed on Naboo or one of the others from the movies?"
"No it was some bad guy I had never seen before. There was one other thing I could sense. That was one very powerful and evil S.O.B. If I had to guess, I would say, he was nearly as powerful as the big baddy himself. That guy scared me?"
Obi Wan thought for a moment, then offered "I believe that you have had a vision of the future. In many cases a Jedi is given premonitions through the Force of approaching evil. However, this is something that is out of my expertise. You need to tell Master Jinn what you saw."
"You think he could decipher this mystery?" asked Steve.
Obi Wan looked back to the detective "Yes, if this is a Force Vision, then He can offer some insight on this. In any case this has been a long day. May I suggest that we all get a good night's sleep and talk about it in the morning?"
JD nodded in agreement. "That's a good idea. Obi Wan, Steve, Mark, and JD, would you help me get Anthony and Jessica to their bedrooms?"
Saint began protesting that he can walk by himself without any problem but shut up when JD grabbed one arm and Obi Wan, the other. As they walked up the stairs, JD asked the Jedi if he knew where Qui Gon was.
"If you remember, he agreed to help out St. Wolf and Buffy by patrolling in Sunnydale while they were away. He should be at the St. Wolf residence by now. I'll give him a call after the others are asleep.
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317 Bryant Terrace
Sunnydale, California
September 5, 2000 2350 hours (The Wandererverse)
The shrill whistle of escaping steam announced to the gathered Section 7 members that the tea was ready. Jenny Calendar reached over, turned off the burner. Giles was already getting three cups when he called out to Qui Gon and asked, "We have fresh tea on the stove. Would you like me to fix you a cup?"
From the other room, the Jedi master, known on Earth as Jim Quigby, answered. "Thank you dear lady. That would be most welcome. I'll join you in the dining room."
Qui Gon had finished his patrol with Shaw and Faith. He had made sure each girl got back to her respected home before returning to the St Wolf residence where Giles and Jenny were watching the communication lines. Rather than heading back to Los Angeles at such an hour, the Jedi master had taken up St. Wolf's previous offer and used the guest bedroom. He was rather tired and thirsty after the night's patrol and was grateful for Giles' offer.
The three mature members of Section 7 gathered at the dining room table to enjoy a cup of hot tea and discuss the results of that night patrol. Giles took a sip and asked the Jedi. "Well how did you like patrolling with the 'Twin Towers of Tactlessness?"
Qui Gon placed his cup down, answering. "Actually, it was quite enjoyable. Lady Shaw was a most charming companion. It was refreshing to compare notes with someone of her age and experience."
"That's a relief" Answered the librarian. "I know how Faith can be. So she wasn't too much trouble?"
"Not at all, In fact the young lady was equally charming. She only made a couple of those smart remarks you had warned me about."
"Faith? Our Faith? You mean the girl who can embarrass a Los Vegas Stripper?" asked Giles in visible disbelief.
"Yes that Faith. For some reason she seemed to be on her best behavior. I wonder why?"
Jenny had been sitting back and drinking her tea when she decided the change the subject. "Not to be changing the subject in mid conversation. But how is Anthony doing in his studies?"
A proud look came over the Jedi's features as he answered. "Actually, he is proceeding much faster than I had expected. His grasp of the Force is becoming quite strong. He can already disguise his presence and can manipulate objects fairly well. It won't be long before he constructs his first light saber."
"Isn't that one of the final tests given to a student before he becomes a full fledged Jedi?" asked Giles.
The Jedi nodded, "Yes it is. He is already becoming quite skilled with the lightsaber."
"Hasn't he been taking extra lessons with Shaw and Detective Heart?" asked Jenny.
"In addition to my instruction, Anthony has been learning other techniques from the two ladies. The combination of Shaw's, JD's and my Jedi instruction are giving him a very unique fighting style. When he has completed his training, he will be a very deadly opponent."
"So what's next on the curriculum for young Anthony?"
"Next, we will begin working on healing techniques and using the Force to survive in some quite inhospitable places. At the rate we are going, he will be a full fledged Jedi Knight in just over a year."
Jenny was about to question the Jedi on the healing trance specifics when she noticed him stiffen and close his eyes. Setting down her cup, she asked. "Qui Gon, are you okay?"
The Jedi shook his head and blinked, "It's nothing. I just felt a tremor in the Force. It's as if some familiar evil will be coming here in the near future."
"Do you know what it is?" responded Giles.
"I'm not sure but it does seem familiar. I just can't place where I know it from."
Giles looked over to the clock and noted the late hour. "It's getting late. Why don't we get some sleep. Such matters often appear clearer in the morning. Especially after a good night's rest."
The Jedi began walking back to the kitchen and wash out his cup. Pausing at the door, he looked back and responded. "I have found that to be very true in my experience."
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Mountain Pass Unknown Planet September 5, 2000 2350 hours (The Wandererverse)
A quiet air hung over the long dead world only to be broken by a shimmering light that ended in a bright flash. The light faded away to reveal three figures, tow men in black robes and one woman in a business suite. The two men looked to one another, over their surroundings and finally back to the woman.
Discord, having changed out of her leather garment and into a professional suit, opened the discussion. "You are probably wondering why I have brought you here. Well, feel free to ask."
"Yes, that is one of the questions going through my mind." Answered Omar Hussein
"As with mine." agreed Palpatine. "However, a more important question to me would be is how you were able to bring both of us to this desolate world."
"How I brought you here is of no matter as is my identity." argued the woman. "However, lets just say I have the power to do so and leave it at that. Now, the reason for me bring you here is that we have mutual problems that can be solved by us working together."
Palpatine leaned forward on his cane and asked, "Oh, and what is this mutual problem that confronts us?"
A table and chairs appeared out of thin air and the woman sat down at the head of the table. "I am about to get to that. However, why don't you two gentlemen have a seat." The goddess waited until the two were seated before continuing. "Lord Siddious or Chancellor Palpatine, you are out to be the undisputed ruler of your galaxy while destroying your arch enemies, the Jedi in the process. However, your plans were knocked about when a certain Do-Gooder Earthling dropped in unexpected and alerted the Jedi. Now, your every step is being watched by a distrustful council and you have been forced to cut back on your plans. On top of that is the Force visions you have been receiving telling you that this 'Saint' will be back to end your aspirations for good. Is that correct?"
"You know it is woman." Snarled the Sith.
Discord acknowledged his response and turned to the leader of Department Satan. "And you Omar Hussein, the leader of Department Satan, aspire to being the ruling power on Earth. However, you too are faced with a strong opposition in the form of various agencies both government and non government. In spite of your best efforts, these groups have managed to foil your every plan."
"This is old information. What is your point?" asked Palpatine.
"Well, my good Sith Lord, the home planet of Mr. Hussein is also where Anthony Christopher has run off to since shredding your plans for Naboo. Not only that, but this boy scout has become associated with the cadre of a new 'Army of Light' named Section 7."
Omar shot out of his seat, "Section 7? You mean the group led by the Wanderer? They have been one of the largest thorns in my side within the last ten years. They and Bureau 13 are among my most dangerous foes."
Palpatine examined his companion's reaction and asked. "Other than the fact that you are sharing the location of my enemy, I still don't see why you have gone to the trouble of bringing me here. All you had to do was tell me where the boy was located and I could have sent my apprentice to eliminate the threat once and for all."
"Ah, my dear Lord Siddious you don't understand. Anthony is under the direct protection of the 'Wanderer' and his friends. The Wanderer is one of the most powerful do-gooders on the planet and makes the Jedi look like hermits. Not only that, but his group is blessed and protected by several powerful beings of the light including various gods and goddesses, angels, and even creatures of legend. They have proven to be too powerful for the resources of Department Satan and several governments. You have access to armies of battle druids that are cheap and easy to manufacture. If you were to make them available to Department Satan, I'm sure it could be worth your while."
Omar eyes lit up as he imagined the schemes he could pull off with a army of druids. Now, I can finally begin my plans of conquest. A loud coughing caught his attention and looked up at the others. "Sorry, just got lost in my thought."
"As I was saying, if I were to supply this Department Satan with weapons and my unique soldiers, what would I get out of it?" asked Palpatine.
"You would get the elimination of Anthony and his Jedi teachers for one" Answered Discord. "Then, the Wanderer and his people have this annoying tendency to put their noses into other people's affairs, all for the sake of doing a few good deeds. Now that they know of your existence, it will not be long before they are butting into your galaxy and getting rid of you for good. So, you will also eliminate one future threat before it gets off the ground."
"Very well, I am willing to supply an initial force of droids to Department Satan. But on one condition." Argued the Sith
"And, what is that condition?" asked the Department Satan leader
Palpatine turned towards Discord, "That I am kept fully informed on how my assets are being used and the progress towards our goals."
Discord looked over to Hussein. As the Earthling nodded in agreement, the Greek goddess conceded. "Very well, I will make sure that you are kept informed. Now lets get down to details."
The negotiations took a few more hours while the logistics of the new alliance were worked out. Once the talks were over, Discord waved a hand and sent Hussein back to Earth. She turned to Palpatine. "Now that we are alone, I sense that there is something else you wanted to discuss."
"Yes, that Hussein does not inspire confidence in his abilities. In fact, I think I may be throwing away a army of druids. So, when he fails, as I foresee him doing. I want to have my apprentice accompany the reinforcements I will be sending later on."
Discord gave the old man a sly grin and asked. "You wouldn't have any plans for Agonius taking over Department Satan, would you?"
"It would appear that they could only benefit from more competent leadership." observed Palpatine. "Plus, I would be guaranteed that my enemies are wiped out."
Discord placed her arm around the Sith, saying "I do believe that this could be the start of a beautiful friendship."
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317 Bryant Terrace
Sunnydale, California
September 6, 2000 0900 hours (The Wandererverse)
Buffy and Steve were not expected back for another week so Qui Gon continued helping out with patrolling the Hellmouth until they got back. So for the next week or so, the master Jedi was staying a Steve's place when not out fighting the forces of evil. Obi Wan had called him up after seeing Saint and Jessica go to bed and gave him the basic facts on the recent terrorist attack. Quickly thinking it over, Qui Gon highly recommended that his newest student drive up to Sunnydale and give his report in person.
Before leaving for Sunnydale, the Jedi-in-Training had been stopped by Katie, who told him that she had some unspecific business in town. She happily accepted his offer for a ride and the two roared up North. It wasn't long before they were pulling up to 317 Bryan Trace.
Saint had just finished shutting off the engine when he noticed the half- elven priestess of Melikki walking towards them. Turning back to Katie, he suggested, "Why don't you head on inside. I'll be right behind you." The Jedi-in-Training watched as she entered the house before facing Shaw.
Greeting the Soul Sister with a warm smile as he dismounted, he asked, "Good morning. What is so important that you couldn't wait until we were inside?"
"Your teacher has some pressing business this morning and is unable to give today's weapon lesson. He asked if I would be able to, as you Americans like to say, fill in."
"I am always eager to expand my horizons, so to speak." responded Anthony. "Can you give me a preview of the upcoming lesson?"
Shaw smiled, "I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise. But lets say it involves some techniques I learned from my former teacher Storm Silverhand."
Anthony's eyes grew wide, "You mean the bard of Shadowdale?" Shaw nodded and he muttered, "I should not be surprised. After all, if the characters and events from a popular science fiction movie turned out to be real, Why not a characters from the Forgotten Realms series?"
Shaw stopped and answered, "Do I have to remind you that I myself was born and raised in the world described in that series of games and books?"
Saint blushed and offered an apology. Shaw waved her hand and said, "Do not worry about it. I got over the anger when I found out someone was telling about my family, friends, and home while passing it off as fiction. I now read those books to find out what happened when I was gone." The two had reached the door when Shaw held out a hand to stop Anthony from entering. "I heard about what went happened at the museum and wanted to warn you that the others are planning to rub your face in it."
Saint sighed and looked up to the sky. "I figured something was up by the expression on Katie's face this morning and her eagerness to get inside just now. So let me guess, Katie phoned and told everybody about my attempt with the Jedi mind trick."
"You are correct." confirmed the Soul Sister. "In fact, she called here just after Obi Wan's call this morning."
"I thought so. But before we start today's training exercise, there was something I wanted to discuss with Qui Gon."
"Would that have anything to do with the vision you had last night?" asked Shaw.
Saint nodded, "Obi Wan suggested that Qui Gon could figure out what it means. Oh well, might as well get the ribbing over with."
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The first thing that caught his attention upon entering were Xander Harris and Cordelia Chase, both sporting looks that were quite concerning. Saint's suspicions increased in magnitude as he took in the Scoobie's smile. Uh oh, a smiling Xander and Cordie wearing almost identical grins to Katies. Something is indeed rotten in Denmark.. Deciding to get the waiting over with, Saint asked, "Hey Xander, have you seen Master Jinn?"
Xander pointed towards the closed door from which the faint hum of a lightsaber sounded. "Yeah, he's in the gym working out with Faith. He told me to have you go right in when you got in."
Saint thanked him and as he began to open the door, Xander yelled out "You might want to ask Qui Gon about some extra tutoring in the Jedi Mind Trick. You should have known that the mind trick works best against the weak minded. Guess you were sleeping in class that day, huh?"
Almost by instinct, Cordy slapped Xander upside the head. He began rubbing the spot and asked her why she did that. "Cause you were being an ass." responded the Amazon.
I knew this was going to be one of those days. thought the Jedi in training as he entered the gym.
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Finishing his lesson, the Master Jedi switched off his lightsaber. Commenting on the Dark Slayer's ability, he commented. "You handle the lightsaber very well. With some extra practice and instruction, you could even give Master Yoda a run for his money."
Faith snorted and switched off her training saber. "It's just good ole slayer instinct. We slayers have a knack with weapons. It's in our blood."
"Don't forget your ongoing weapons training under my tutelage" added Shaw as she walked in.
"Be that as it may, You did extremely well." Qui Gon was about to make another comment when Katie also entered the room and quickly walked over to Faith. He could make out the two talking about something having to do with his newest student and asked them what they were up to.
"Just fulfilling our duty ensuring that Grasshopper doesn't get too full of himself." Responded Faith as she walked to a nearby table.
"Besides, his head has been getting a little big lately." added Katie.
Qui Gon watched as the two uncovered the table, revealing pile of energizer batteries. Getting their attention, he asked "What are those batteries for?"
As one, the two responded "Just watch and learn."
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Faith and Katie stood next to the table while on the other side of the room waited Qui Gon. Saint immediately spotted the grinning Dark Slayer and Match Girl and slowly turned towards where they were looking.
Faith noting the look of quiet resignation yelled out, "Katie told me your batteries were running low. So being the good friend that I am, I thought, I'd help you out."
"And we decided to chip in and help you out by getting you some new batteries." injected Xander and Cordy.
The target of their ribbing faced Katie who only answered with a sweet smile to his unasked question. Finally Qui Gon decided to let his student off the hook and get down to business. Saint ignored the laughing Scoobies and approached his teacher.
"I assume Obi Wan filled you in on what happened at the museum and my vision."
"He did, but he didn't give many details. Why don't you tell me what you saw. That is, before I have to leave."
"Very well." Saint turned around and addressed the others, "Why don't we move this meeting to the living room and get comfortable it's going to be a longs story."
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Saint leaned back on the couch and stretched while waiting for the others to settle down. Finally, he turned back to his teacher and started telling his story.
"Well it started last night while JD was giving Katie and me one of her motherly chats."
Xander leaned over to Cordy and whispered "Looks like the two got slammed by the proverbial 'Wooden Spoon of Mommydom." Saint gave the two Scoobies an angry glare and asked, "Are you two finished or should I wait a minute before continuing the story?" The two nodded and Saint returned to his tale.
"JD had just switched her attention over to Katie when a series of intense images slammed into my head. It was as if I was getting every cable channel in my head at once and I blacked out."
"That is common reaction for someone having his first Force vision." commented Qui Gon. "But do go on."
"I really don't remember much about the vision or dream except for a few scenes. I recognized that the first image took place on Coruscant, somewhere near the Senate. Palpatine was dressed in his Sith outfit and was talking to his apprentice."
"But didn't you tell us that you had killed Darth Maul back on Naboo? Couldn't this be a memory from that time or even from the movie?" asked Katie.
Saint stood up and shook his head. "No it wasn't Maul. The apprentice at least that is who I thought it was, pulled down his cowl and I got a good look of his face. This guy was a Caucasian male with dark brown hair. He almost reminded me of that guy who played Checkov on Star Trek. But that's not important. What is important is that there appears to be a new player in the game."
Shaw rubbed her chin in thought, "That could very well be the truth. Since by your own admission, you had shredded the Star Wars timeline by saving Master Jinn and freeing Anakin's mother. It is therefore likely that a new timeline, unlike the one in the movies, will come into being."
"Thus taking into account those events and the effect of having young Anthony and friends becoming part of the story." finished Qui Gon.
"So, from that point on, the movie gets thrown away." concluded Katie.
"At least as any guide to what will happen following the liberation of Naboo." Said Qui Gon. "However, I feel that this is not the end of your experience. Is it Anthony?"
Saint drew a heavy breath, "No you're right on that mark. Following that scene, there was a switch from the Coruscant setting to one here on Earth. In fact, I recognized it to be in front of the local high school here in Sunnydale. In that scene, I recognize the new Sith battling with a unknown Jedi knight on the steps of the school. Finally the scene switched to a local graveyard where I saw a group of battle druids and guys in black robes working as a team. Do you have any idea of the meaning behind these dreams?" asked the Jedi-in-Training.
Qui Gon leaned back in his chair and scratched his head. "Actually, I had a similar Force vision. Only, it was not as intense. This has the markings of what is to come."
"So you mean the 'Old Corpse' or emperor from the Star Wars movies is coming to play?" asked Faith.
"I do not know." conceded the Jedi Master. "However, I do believe that Sir Steven and Buffy should be made aware of this immediately."
"Don't forget Horace and Bureau 13." added Shaw. "If those fighting robots are coming here, then the regular authorities will most certainly be unable to handle it. Plus Horace will want to know about any Alien weapons technology, finding its way into our enemy's hands."
"You know Zed and Section 6 will also want to be notified." stated Xander.
Saint began rubbing his temples, "Well, so much for a quiet rest. Then we had better get cracking if we hope to be ready shall this turn out to be true." He looked back at the half-elf and asked. "Think we can start that lesson right now? I have a feeling like I'm going to need every bit of practice soon."
Qui Gon stood up and told Shaw, "Anthony has a point he is going to need that training. Why don't you take him into the gym and begin? Xander, Cordelia, Faith, and Katie why don't you to call Willow and alert everyone who is in town? I'll call Sir Steven and notify the other agencies. Are there any questions? If not, then lets go."
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Rainbow Headquarters Hereford, England 0500 hours September 7, 2000 (Wandererverse)
In response to the tap on his door, John Clark yelled out. "Enter".
Arkadi Novikov, followed closely by Annika Lofquist, entered the office and shut the door behind them. Taking a deep breath, the Russian asked his leader, "Just how well do you know this 'Wanderer' fellow?"
Clark immediately focused on the questioning tone. "Enough to say that he is a good man to have by your side during a firefight. Why, what happened?"
Arkadi looked up at the ceiling to collect his thoughts, "What would you say if I were to tell you that your friend has managed to recruit a real honest-to-God Jedi knight?"
"Normally I would say that you had too much vodka the night before." Holding up a hand to stifle any upcoming protest, he continued "I know, I know, you never touch anything more potent than a good beer and never anywhere near an upcoming mission. What did you see that makes you believe he has Jedi knights on his payroll?"
Annika decided to jump in and answered. "When we went in to rescue the hostages, we found one of the Wanderer's agents deflecting bullets and stabbing a terrorist with what can only be described as an honest to god lightsaber. The hostage who was about to be executed saw everything but our Jedi waved his hand in front of her face like that character in the Star Wars movie and made her forget everything that happened."
"He then tried to do the same to us but apparently we had too strong a will and were unaffected." Continued Arkadi
Clark leaned back in his chair, taking in all that his operative reported. "Was there anything else?"
The Russian nodded and answered, "When he found out we were immune to this Jedi mind trick, he asked us not to tell anyone what really happened but you."
"He also told us to tell you, "If you want a more detailed explanation, have your boss call my boss." Added Annika
Rainbow 6 digested the information and thought What kind of organization are you running, Wanderer old friend. In any case I think it will be a good idea to drop by your place and have a face to face talk. Turning to his people, he decided. "I'll handle this from here. I want both of you two keep this under wraps and tell no one else. This knowledge is almost above my security level, much less yours. However, it looks like there may be some more trouble heating up in Asia. Nothing definitive yet but until it's gone away, the American Jedi will be on the back burner. Understand"
"Yes Sir!"
"Very well. You are dismissed. Go grab a meal and get some rest. You two look like death warmed over."
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TBC
Author's Notes: Thus ends the first part of Rainbow Slayer. As you can tell, one of the major influences and resource for this story is the Rogue Spear computer game and the books by Tom Clancy. The terrorist attacks have been taken straight out of the game as well as the Rainbow characters. The first three chapters of Rainbow Slayer can be described as the relative calm before the storm. The world is a dangerous place and terrorists are becoming more and more active thanks to the efforts of Department Satan and their new benefactor, Darth Siddious.
It looks like the chapters are going to run between 25-35 pages in length so I should up date at least once a month, maybe twice depending on my schedule. To the readers who have reviewed, thanks. They are that big kick in the seat that keeps me writing.
That said, get ready for more action in "Chapter Four: Eye of the Storm"
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