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ONLY TO BE ARCHIVED AT FANFICTION.NET
Timeline: Post- Vision of the Future, replacing Union
To M. For feedback, excellent company, fellowship in SW-madness and fun around the clock ;=) (Especially behind the wheel - I sure would like to see you with an X-wing!)
SPOILER ALERT: Planet of Twilight, Showdown at Centrepoint, Specter of The Past, Vision of The Future, Vector Prime as well as some later New Jedi Orders. (And naturally the Thrawn trilogy, how can anyone possibly avoid that? ;=)
WARPED UNIVERSE ALERT: For the sake of storytelling, Isard's not dead at all. Condolenses to those who get stomach cramps from the woman. I know what you're going through. Just thank the stars of Alderaan I didn't bring Callista back.
Star Wars: The Rising By Heidi Ahlmen (siirma6@surfeu.fi)
The smile on Garia Mondian's smile widened, and Pellaeon couldn't help asking. "What is it?"
"We've got Jedi on board."
Wondering what the Sith was rambling on about, Pellaeon stared at her. "Of course we do. It's Skywalker."
Mondian's eyes challenged him. "And Mara Jade."
Pellaeon tore out his gaze from the radar on which the primary fleet was organizing itself to a magnificent formation, a terrific manifestation of firepower. "What?"
"And they've found each other, too. Probably at the detention level."
Pellaeon leapt for the central speaker system, but suddenly the receiver floated neatly away from his hand, levitated by the Force. "Leave it," Mondian said, smirking. "Let them go. And Solo and Calrission. They'll see the outcome better if they're not locked away in here. I'll deal with them on Yavin. I've heard Jade misthinks herself for a Jedi. I'm looking forward to see her failure on Yavin. I have foreseen this."
Pellaeon's eyes narrowed in disbelief, and he wondered whether the Sith and the Jedi really did foresee as much as they liked to flaunt. Hadn't the Emperor foreseen victory in the battle of Endor?
And, moreover, who was this woman to ride over every written and unwritten rule in military honour? You did not, repeat you did not let rebels prisoners go. "Excuse me?" he reached for the receiver again and it floated further away.
Mondian's smile vanished. "If you weren't so wrapped up in ancient ways to proceed, you would find greater opportunities to strike down on your enemies, Admiral. The old fool's not in charge anymore. No is Vader. I am."
Pellaeon stopped fishing for the receiver. "So, do I open the block doors or what?"
Mondian's eyes retreated to the black space visible from the large windows. "Oh, they'll see themselves out, I'm sure. Begin the attack on Yavin and counter when the rebels begin their attack. And prepare one of the escort frigates for me, will you."
Luckily, the detention block was staffed only with minimum personnel as most of the Judicator crew were already airborne in TIEs, cruisers or sienars. Mara, Luke and Wes snuck quickly around corners in search for the right cell.
When they reached a hall data array, Mara typed herself into the system, using her old codes again. Isard had been a fool again, for not overriding them. Or maybe they still worked because she had no idea such codes existed. Enforced into the system on the Emperor's orders, the codes were complete-access ones. It didn't take Mara long to find the right files. When she did, she didn't even bother signing out. She gestured for Luke and Wes to continue, lightsabres and blasters ready.
Mara took a corner, and instantly ducked to avoid getting hit by a blaster shot coming from a block guard's assault blaster. Luke leapt out and reflected a few shots, giving Mara free range to shoot. She finished the guards off and hurried into the dark corridor, leaving Luke standing guard at the control room and Janson keeping watch near the doors.
Mara found the right cell and called out to Luke with the Force. "Open number seventeen, will you," she yelled, and Luke did as told, fumbling with the keypad as his right hand never left the lightsabre.
Soon Mara emerged into the control room with Han and Lando, looking dumbstruck and exhilarated for the sudden increase in company. "Boy am I glad to see you," Han shot at Luke.
Mara was already out of the door with Wes. "Where's the Falcon?"
"Bay two," Lando replied, hurrying to her side, wondering about her Imperial uniform.
"Luke, you cover our backs. Solo, you stick to Janson and you- " she shot a glance at Lando who was obviously still adoring her rather tight uniform, "Are taking the lead with me."
Without a second thought the group began a chaotic retreat towards the hangar. Mara discarded her helmet into the stomach of an Imperial officer in pursuit, and Luke did his best using the lightsabre to deflect any shots from their backs. Mara tried to choose corridors with as few side doors as possible to avoid getting sideblasted.
They fought their way to the hangars, a queue of stromtroopers in pursuit.
When they reached the hangar, Luke stopped, sending an alert to Mara of his change of course. Mara stopped, flaring her blaster at a group oif troopers standing guard the the Falcon. "What?!" Mara yelled. Why was he stopping and endangering the whole group?
"I have to go get Artoo. I'll meet you down on Yavin!" Luke flung Mara her lightsabre back.
What a sentimental sod he was. Mara was about to protest, but another storm of blaster fire made her drop the issue. Instead he followed Han, Lando and Wes, already making their way across the hangar, ignited her lightsabre and took on deflecting the shots as the others went to start the engines.
It began. One moment the Yavin IV skies had been as clear as ever, and suddenly they knew Leia and Amarice had deducted right.
First there was only one landing ship visible. Thne came the escort freighters accompanied by TIE interceptors - probably to avoid anyone taking off the small planet.
The Jedi stood waiting in the outskirts of the ruins of the former massassi city. It was no longer a question of being students or Masters, they all had to fight.
The greatest terror was not seeing the overwhelming number of troops sent to defeat them. It was feeling that dark presence of the Force floating down onto the planet, encasing the Force so strongly the waiters by the Great Temple had to mentally grab onto it with all their willpower. But the power did not show itself, just stood waiting.
The first stromtroopers swarmed out in perfect order of the landing crafts shortly after taking down on the field surrounding the city wall ruins.
Amarice ignited her lightsabre, feeling the Force flowing into her and friends at her side did the same. Master Durron took his place beside her. She was not frightened to stand in the front line.
Leia Organa Solo stood behind her, sabre ready as the troops began firing. Jaina and Jacen Solo guarded the Great Temple entrance, and Anakin walked up to Amarice's right side opposite Master Durron.
Soon the Jedi became a flurry of swirling blades. Ten students advanced forward, breaking the fronts of the white-armoured troopers, sparing no lives, knowing that theirs wouldn't be spared it any of their counterparts got a clear shot.
Amarice leaped over a tree trunk as she plunged after a trooper, daggering the sabre into his midriff as she landed on the grass on the other side.
Next to her, Athenos Deargos parried a shot and was then forced to retreat as a group of troopers began firing from his left flank side. Soon he doubled over as a blast scraped his stomach, but he seemed to be able to hold his defences.
Next to the temple, Ceela Caet was surrounded by firing troops, but she stood her ground, standing back to back with Councilor Solo who deflected the shots she missed and keeping most Imperial soldiers at bay with her determined expression.
Jaina Solo was using her lightsabre in an inventive way, holding onto the end of it tightly with both hands and sweeping it around her as a formidable slicer as her brother made sure no blaster shot hit her.
They were outnumbered, Amarice knew, and when tirade cut in, they'd have to make for the jungle.
Master Durron decided they would play it safe. Split up in pairs and make it for the waterfalls, came an order through the Force. Amarice was reluctant to follow it as she was still advancing fast, breaking the neat lines of enemy troops as she plunged forward with her blue blade with all her might.
But this was not all. Jaina, Jacen, Amarice and Leia, with me. Amarice and Jacen, who had chased a stormtrooper until he'd gotten past the tree trunk Amarice was defending, retreated quickly, retracing their steps back to the temple yard, sharing a glance mid-way.
They knew the reason to Master Durron's command. Wheedled by their retreat, the dark awareness in the Force had begun to move towards the temple.
Aboard the Falcon, Mara kicked a spare grounding circuit into a wall in frustration as the Falcon advanced away from the star destroyer, the ship rocking as Han performed some smuggler maneuvers to avoid the destroyer's ion cannon still blasting at them.
At least she knew Luke had managed to take off safely as she'd seen his X- wing heading towards Yavin a few minutes prior.
Lando turned in the co-pilot's seat to face her, amused at her grim expression and disheveled hair. "So, we'll just join the rogues, right?"
Mara looked up and out of the window. They were approaching Yavin. "You're taking me right down to Yavin. After that you can do whatever you like." She was tired of being separated from Luke. This time they'd fight side by side, as they both performed best that way.
Han shook his head and reduced their speed, pointing his finger at the intraspace radar. "No way. It's like an asteroid belt out there. There's no way we could get past those freighters without half of the ship in pieces."
"Then land on the other side." Surely the Imperials couldn't have surrounded the whole
Lando was focused on other matters. "Look," he commented, pointing into space away from the Judicator, now accompanied by other star destroyers as well. The Republic fleet had just arrived, probably after Luke had given them a call or after they'd gotten bored of waiting.
Soon they could see bright flashes as shoals of TIEs faced the rest of the Rogue Squadron, and longer greenish blasts as the star destroyers used their firepower to take down New Republic cruisers.
It didn't look very inviting either. Han sighed. "Yavin it is, then."
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Thank you for reading. Reviews and feedback would be greatly appreciated - they're the fuel that feeds this creative furnace.
Heidi Ahlmen siirma6@surfeu.fi
ONLY TO BE ARCHIVED AT FANFICTION.NET
Timeline: Post- Vision of the Future, replacing Union
To M. For feedback, excellent company, fellowship in SW-madness and fun around the clock ;=) (Especially behind the wheel - I sure would like to see you with an X-wing!)
SPOILER ALERT: Planet of Twilight, Showdown at Centrepoint, Specter of The Past, Vision of The Future, Vector Prime as well as some later New Jedi Orders. (And naturally the Thrawn trilogy, how can anyone possibly avoid that? ;=)
WARPED UNIVERSE ALERT: For the sake of storytelling, Isard's not dead at all. Condolenses to those who get stomach cramps from the woman. I know what you're going through. Just thank the stars of Alderaan I didn't bring Callista back.
Star Wars: The Rising By Heidi Ahlmen (siirma6@surfeu.fi)
The smile on Garia Mondian's smile widened, and Pellaeon couldn't help asking. "What is it?"
"We've got Jedi on board."
Wondering what the Sith was rambling on about, Pellaeon stared at her. "Of course we do. It's Skywalker."
Mondian's eyes challenged him. "And Mara Jade."
Pellaeon tore out his gaze from the radar on which the primary fleet was organizing itself to a magnificent formation, a terrific manifestation of firepower. "What?"
"And they've found each other, too. Probably at the detention level."
Pellaeon leapt for the central speaker system, but suddenly the receiver floated neatly away from his hand, levitated by the Force. "Leave it," Mondian said, smirking. "Let them go. And Solo and Calrission. They'll see the outcome better if they're not locked away in here. I'll deal with them on Yavin. I've heard Jade misthinks herself for a Jedi. I'm looking forward to see her failure on Yavin. I have foreseen this."
Pellaeon's eyes narrowed in disbelief, and he wondered whether the Sith and the Jedi really did foresee as much as they liked to flaunt. Hadn't the Emperor foreseen victory in the battle of Endor?
And, moreover, who was this woman to ride over every written and unwritten rule in military honour? You did not, repeat you did not let rebels prisoners go. "Excuse me?" he reached for the receiver again and it floated further away.
Mondian's smile vanished. "If you weren't so wrapped up in ancient ways to proceed, you would find greater opportunities to strike down on your enemies, Admiral. The old fool's not in charge anymore. No is Vader. I am."
Pellaeon stopped fishing for the receiver. "So, do I open the block doors or what?"
Mondian's eyes retreated to the black space visible from the large windows. "Oh, they'll see themselves out, I'm sure. Begin the attack on Yavin and counter when the rebels begin their attack. And prepare one of the escort frigates for me, will you."
Luckily, the detention block was staffed only with minimum personnel as most of the Judicator crew were already airborne in TIEs, cruisers or sienars. Mara, Luke and Wes snuck quickly around corners in search for the right cell.
When they reached a hall data array, Mara typed herself into the system, using her old codes again. Isard had been a fool again, for not overriding them. Or maybe they still worked because she had no idea such codes existed. Enforced into the system on the Emperor's orders, the codes were complete-access ones. It didn't take Mara long to find the right files. When she did, she didn't even bother signing out. She gestured for Luke and Wes to continue, lightsabres and blasters ready.
Mara took a corner, and instantly ducked to avoid getting hit by a blaster shot coming from a block guard's assault blaster. Luke leapt out and reflected a few shots, giving Mara free range to shoot. She finished the guards off and hurried into the dark corridor, leaving Luke standing guard at the control room and Janson keeping watch near the doors.
Mara found the right cell and called out to Luke with the Force. "Open number seventeen, will you," she yelled, and Luke did as told, fumbling with the keypad as his right hand never left the lightsabre.
Soon Mara emerged into the control room with Han and Lando, looking dumbstruck and exhilarated for the sudden increase in company. "Boy am I glad to see you," Han shot at Luke.
Mara was already out of the door with Wes. "Where's the Falcon?"
"Bay two," Lando replied, hurrying to her side, wondering about her Imperial uniform.
"Luke, you cover our backs. Solo, you stick to Janson and you- " she shot a glance at Lando who was obviously still adoring her rather tight uniform, "Are taking the lead with me."
Without a second thought the group began a chaotic retreat towards the hangar. Mara discarded her helmet into the stomach of an Imperial officer in pursuit, and Luke did his best using the lightsabre to deflect any shots from their backs. Mara tried to choose corridors with as few side doors as possible to avoid getting sideblasted.
They fought their way to the hangars, a queue of stromtroopers in pursuit.
When they reached the hangar, Luke stopped, sending an alert to Mara of his change of course. Mara stopped, flaring her blaster at a group oif troopers standing guard the the Falcon. "What?!" Mara yelled. Why was he stopping and endangering the whole group?
"I have to go get Artoo. I'll meet you down on Yavin!" Luke flung Mara her lightsabre back.
What a sentimental sod he was. Mara was about to protest, but another storm of blaster fire made her drop the issue. Instead he followed Han, Lando and Wes, already making their way across the hangar, ignited her lightsabre and took on deflecting the shots as the others went to start the engines.
It began. One moment the Yavin IV skies had been as clear as ever, and suddenly they knew Leia and Amarice had deducted right.
First there was only one landing ship visible. Thne came the escort freighters accompanied by TIE interceptors - probably to avoid anyone taking off the small planet.
The Jedi stood waiting in the outskirts of the ruins of the former massassi city. It was no longer a question of being students or Masters, they all had to fight.
The greatest terror was not seeing the overwhelming number of troops sent to defeat them. It was feeling that dark presence of the Force floating down onto the planet, encasing the Force so strongly the waiters by the Great Temple had to mentally grab onto it with all their willpower. But the power did not show itself, just stood waiting.
The first stromtroopers swarmed out in perfect order of the landing crafts shortly after taking down on the field surrounding the city wall ruins.
Amarice ignited her lightsabre, feeling the Force flowing into her and friends at her side did the same. Master Durron took his place beside her. She was not frightened to stand in the front line.
Leia Organa Solo stood behind her, sabre ready as the troops began firing. Jaina and Jacen Solo guarded the Great Temple entrance, and Anakin walked up to Amarice's right side opposite Master Durron.
Soon the Jedi became a flurry of swirling blades. Ten students advanced forward, breaking the fronts of the white-armoured troopers, sparing no lives, knowing that theirs wouldn't be spared it any of their counterparts got a clear shot.
Amarice leaped over a tree trunk as she plunged after a trooper, daggering the sabre into his midriff as she landed on the grass on the other side.
Next to her, Athenos Deargos parried a shot and was then forced to retreat as a group of troopers began firing from his left flank side. Soon he doubled over as a blast scraped his stomach, but he seemed to be able to hold his defences.
Next to the temple, Ceela Caet was surrounded by firing troops, but she stood her ground, standing back to back with Councilor Solo who deflected the shots she missed and keeping most Imperial soldiers at bay with her determined expression.
Jaina Solo was using her lightsabre in an inventive way, holding onto the end of it tightly with both hands and sweeping it around her as a formidable slicer as her brother made sure no blaster shot hit her.
They were outnumbered, Amarice knew, and when tirade cut in, they'd have to make for the jungle.
Master Durron decided they would play it safe. Split up in pairs and make it for the waterfalls, came an order through the Force. Amarice was reluctant to follow it as she was still advancing fast, breaking the neat lines of enemy troops as she plunged forward with her blue blade with all her might.
But this was not all. Jaina, Jacen, Amarice and Leia, with me. Amarice and Jacen, who had chased a stormtrooper until he'd gotten past the tree trunk Amarice was defending, retreated quickly, retracing their steps back to the temple yard, sharing a glance mid-way.
They knew the reason to Master Durron's command. Wheedled by their retreat, the dark awareness in the Force had begun to move towards the temple.
Aboard the Falcon, Mara kicked a spare grounding circuit into a wall in frustration as the Falcon advanced away from the star destroyer, the ship rocking as Han performed some smuggler maneuvers to avoid the destroyer's ion cannon still blasting at them.
At least she knew Luke had managed to take off safely as she'd seen his X- wing heading towards Yavin a few minutes prior.
Lando turned in the co-pilot's seat to face her, amused at her grim expression and disheveled hair. "So, we'll just join the rogues, right?"
Mara looked up and out of the window. They were approaching Yavin. "You're taking me right down to Yavin. After that you can do whatever you like." She was tired of being separated from Luke. This time they'd fight side by side, as they both performed best that way.
Han shook his head and reduced their speed, pointing his finger at the intraspace radar. "No way. It's like an asteroid belt out there. There's no way we could get past those freighters without half of the ship in pieces."
"Then land on the other side." Surely the Imperials couldn't have surrounded the whole
Lando was focused on other matters. "Look," he commented, pointing into space away from the Judicator, now accompanied by other star destroyers as well. The Republic fleet had just arrived, probably after Luke had given them a call or after they'd gotten bored of waiting.
Soon they could see bright flashes as shoals of TIEs faced the rest of the Rogue Squadron, and longer greenish blasts as the star destroyers used their firepower to take down New Republic cruisers.
It didn't look very inviting either. Han sighed. "Yavin it is, then."
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Thank you for reading. Reviews and feedback would be greatly appreciated - they're the fuel that feeds this creative furnace.
Heidi Ahlmen siirma6@surfeu.fi