Chapter 4:
Ayaavath snuck out of the palace, lurking in the shadows that lengthened until she joined with the ever-rushing crowd of beings walking past. This was how she operated; taking a well-travelled path to blend in and then make the move, striking silently and swiftly at the unsuspecting victim. The Jedi, however, posed a larger problem than most of her targets since they also used the Force. She would have to plan carefully, perhaps take the younger one first and then take the other. Walking, she saw a glimpse of Jedi tunic in the crowd and smiled warily. Following him silently, she masked herself from the Force and walked stealthily towards him. Swearing under her breath as he slipped into a nightclub, she followed warily while staying alert.
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Ben had sensed something earlier and he had looked over his shoulder to see the lone figure walking behind them. He couldn't place it but they seemed odd so he nudged his father wordlessly and they communicated inside their minds. Taking a path towards a nightclub called the Black Star, the two split up and Ben watched silently from his post behind the counter as the figure entered. Thankfully, the bar had been deserted when they entered so the scene would not create that much chaos. He glanced at the dancer, an unusual Twi'lek with flaming red curls and purple eyes before looking back at the figure. Then, he ignited his blade and leapt at her to keep the element of surprise.
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Ayaavath had just instants before the Jedi assaulted her so she could only draw a dagger and fend him off. He darted back and then attacked again. This time, she recognised the form of lightsaber patterns he used, so she drew a lightsaber and parried his thrust, the sabers making sparks from the impact. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the older Jedi advance with his lightsaber lit and she drew out another saber in her other hand. Soon, she had her two hands full and then saw her opportunity as the younger one faltered. She slashed at his neck, only managing to cut his hand though. With a yell, he dropped his saber and she smiled evilly.
Then, she took her free hand, conjured up a ball of lightning and sent it at the older man. He was hit by the ball and fell unconscious, leaving the younger one to fend for himself. Pulling out a stun gun, she shot him point-blank and he fell with a loud yelp. Flicking off the switch on her lightsaber, she disarmed herself and looked around for the older man. Stamping her foot in frustration when she saw he had disappeared, she swore and teleported herself and the younger of the two Jedi back to the palace as the bartender sauntered in and gasped at the sight of blood on the floor.
Depositing her captive in the care of some stormtroopers, she entered the Audience Hall and explained her result to her master. He growled at the news that there was only one Jedi she had captured and back-handed her across the face, splitting her lip and leaving a cut on her cheek. Bowing out of the room, she staunched the cut and pressed her lip to stop the bleeding before meditating outside. Some hours later, her master called her back....
Ayaavath snuck out of the palace, lurking in the shadows that lengthened until she joined with the ever-rushing crowd of beings walking past. This was how she operated; taking a well-travelled path to blend in and then make the move, striking silently and swiftly at the unsuspecting victim. The Jedi, however, posed a larger problem than most of her targets since they also used the Force. She would have to plan carefully, perhaps take the younger one first and then take the other. Walking, she saw a glimpse of Jedi tunic in the crowd and smiled warily. Following him silently, she masked herself from the Force and walked stealthily towards him. Swearing under her breath as he slipped into a nightclub, she followed warily while staying alert.
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Ben had sensed something earlier and he had looked over his shoulder to see the lone figure walking behind them. He couldn't place it but they seemed odd so he nudged his father wordlessly and they communicated inside their minds. Taking a path towards a nightclub called the Black Star, the two split up and Ben watched silently from his post behind the counter as the figure entered. Thankfully, the bar had been deserted when they entered so the scene would not create that much chaos. He glanced at the dancer, an unusual Twi'lek with flaming red curls and purple eyes before looking back at the figure. Then, he ignited his blade and leapt at her to keep the element of surprise.
----
Ayaavath had just instants before the Jedi assaulted her so she could only draw a dagger and fend him off. He darted back and then attacked again. This time, she recognised the form of lightsaber patterns he used, so she drew a lightsaber and parried his thrust, the sabers making sparks from the impact. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the older Jedi advance with his lightsaber lit and she drew out another saber in her other hand. Soon, she had her two hands full and then saw her opportunity as the younger one faltered. She slashed at his neck, only managing to cut his hand though. With a yell, he dropped his saber and she smiled evilly.
Then, she took her free hand, conjured up a ball of lightning and sent it at the older man. He was hit by the ball and fell unconscious, leaving the younger one to fend for himself. Pulling out a stun gun, she shot him point-blank and he fell with a loud yelp. Flicking off the switch on her lightsaber, she disarmed herself and looked around for the older man. Stamping her foot in frustration when she saw he had disappeared, she swore and teleported herself and the younger of the two Jedi back to the palace as the bartender sauntered in and gasped at the sight of blood on the floor.
Depositing her captive in the care of some stormtroopers, she entered the Audience Hall and explained her result to her master. He growled at the news that there was only one Jedi she had captured and back-handed her across the face, splitting her lip and leaving a cut on her cheek. Bowing out of the room, she staunched the cut and pressed her lip to stop the bleeding before meditating outside. Some hours later, her master called her back....