Part Twenty Three: Dark Victory?
While Arnold was locked in mortal combat with the evil Darth Curly, Helga stood, pacing in the small room of Big Bob's hut, worrying. She could feel the pain Arnold was in, the worry he felt for himself...and for her.
"I should have gone anyway!" Helga said frustrated. "Maybe I could have done something! Maybe..."
Big Bob put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "He wanted you to be safe, Helga. He cares about you. If you were there, he wouldn't be able to do his job, he'd be too worried about you."
Helga sighed, knowing her father was right. "I know, but still, I..."
She stopped abruptly, sensing that danger was close by.
"DAD GET DOWN!" Helga managed to shout before part of the wall exploded, knocking them both back onto the floor.
Harold Fett, the bounty hunter, came into the room, flanked by several battle droids.
"Oh no, not you again," Helga muttered, as she used the Force to knock two of the battle droids against the wall and reached for the lazer blaster.
"Get them!" Harold Fett shouted.
More droids entered the room. Big Bob tried to use a large walking stick to stop them only to be knocked out by a lazer blast set on stun.
"DAD!" Helga screamed, firing at the droids, hitting two more.
Harold Fett used this moment of distraction to fire a lasso cable from his wrist. It wrapped itself around Helga and pinned her arms to her sides.
Helga howled in anger and was about to charge at Harold Fett, when another blast set on stun hit her, knocking her out cold.
The bounty hunter turned to the open hole where Commander Nadine entered, carrying some binders and one of the Force restraining collars that the Sith gave them. She put them on Helga.
"Good work, Fett," She said approvingly. "Take them to the transport. Lord Curly is waiting."
Harold Fett nodded and turned to the droids, pointing at Helga and Big Bob. "Bring her and the other one too!"
The droids nodded, "Roger! Roger!"
A few miles away, Arnold Skywalker and Darth Curly kept up their intense lightsaber duel.
Despite his earlier arrogance, Darth Curly was only now beginning to get concerned. He'd hoped to trick Arnold into turning to the Dark Side, but apparently he wouldn't turn. The fool, he thought disdainfully, denying himself all the power in the universe to serve weakness.
Unfortunately for the Sith Lord, now Arnold was getting the upper hand in the fight as he parried and slashed away at him. Arnold dodged and struck, then dodged again.
They both slowly worked their way over to a nearby cliff where a small narrow canyon created by a river which ran for miles stood. In the darkness one couldnt see the water below, nor the jagged rocks that lined the minature canyon within.
Arnold, for his part, was hoping to get Darth Curly angrier, hoping that his blind rage would cause the dark lord to lose his focus and make a mistake. However, instead of blind rage, Darth Curly used his building anger and kept it simply to a calmer rage, which helped him use the Dark Side more usefully.
Then, out of the corner of his eye, Arnold saw a transport vehicle approach, along with the bounty hunter Harold Fett using his jetpack.
Darth Curly backed away slightly, and smiled, knowing he now had the upper hand.
Arnold watched as Commander nadine and several battle droids appeared from within the transport carrying their prisoners.
His heart sank within his chest. No...how could I have let this happen? Helga!
Helga was groggy from the effects of the stun, and she couldn't feel the Force because of the collar, which shocked her everytime she tried to focus on the Force, but even in the moonlight, she could see the worry on Arnold's face. She could also see he was losing his focus...
Darth Curly took advantage of this and attacked again, using both sides of his lightsaber, as well as a few martial arts moves of his own to push Arnold back towards the canyon.
"ARNOLD!" Helga screamed, fear in her voice.
Arnold heard her, but there was nothing he could do. Darth Curly sensed his growing anxiety for Helga and smiled. Now I have you, Skywalker!
He knocked the lightsaber from Arnold's hand. It landed near the edge of the cliff and rolled off.
Arnold was then knocked into a nearby large rock with the power of the Dark Side. Darth Curly deactivated one side of his lightsaber and smiled wickedly in triumph. Arnold slumped to the ground, a small trickle of blood running from a wound to his head.
"NO! STOP! PLEASE DON'T HURT HIM ANYMORE!" Helga screamed in agony. She began to shake and tears filled her eyes. "I-I'll do whatever you want!" She whispered.
"Helga, No!" Arnold tried to shout, but Darth Curly grabbed him by the neck and lifted him off the ground. He was beginning to lose consciousness. "Don't"
Helga could no longer hold back her tears, "Darth Curly! You have what you and Olga wanted! You have me! I wont try to escape and I'll do whatever you wanted, but please..." she dropped to her knees, crying and weakly finished in a voice just louder than a whisper, "...please spare the one I love most!"
Arnold looked over at her and tried to reach out with his feelings, despite the restraining collar she had on, but Darth Curly squeezed his neck more with a grip like iron.
"You see, young Padawan," Darth Curly said, smirking a terrible smile now. "The only true power in the universa is the Dark Side, soon your little girlfriend will become a true believer." He smiled nastily then. "She is rather attactive though, perhaps before I take her to the Dark Side, I'll take her."
Anger flashed in Arnold's eyes. "If you lay a finger on her, I swear I'll..."
"Empty words, you and I know it!" Darth Curly said, amused now. "Soon, she will understand the true nature of The Force. Too bad you wont be there to see it."
Darth Curly tossed Arnold like a rag doll towards the cliff where Arnold rolled, then fell over.
Helga looked up in horror. She used all the strength she had to knock her own guard away and ran to the edge of the cliff, dropping to her knees.
The droids were about to grab her again, but Darth Curly held them back with a wave of his hand, savoring the fear he felt from her.
"ARNOLD?!" Helga shouted desperately, her voice echoing from the walls of the small canyon. "ARNOLD! WHERE ARE YOU?" She was desperately trying to see through the darkness for any sign of him. If only she could sense him, if only...
She paused and gasped as she did indeed see something.
Hanging on one of the jagged rocks near the cliff was a hand-sized scrap of Arnold's robes. On it was blood.
Shaking she grabbed the scrap of cloth and looked at it, her eyes filling with tears. She began to cry, shaking in grief. "No," she whispered. "No, Arnold...you can't be...gone. I love you." Now her tears blinded her and she sobbed uncontrolably.
"Tisk tisk," came the mocking voice of Darth Curly from beind her. "Such a pity, he was a good fighter."
Helga felt her grief and pain turn slightly into something else at that hateful voice....anger. A very cold, dark anger began to form in her mind.
Then she looked down.
Directly in front of her, hanging just over the edge supported by a rock, just out of view of her captors, was Arnold's lightsaber.
Helga picked it up, it felt very comforting in her grasp, her anger building, she was ready to cut Darth Curly down and avenge her fallen hero. She would no doubt die afterwards, but then she would be with Arnold...
"Now Senator Helga, the Emperor will show you the true nature of the Force. She is your master now!" Darth Curly told her. Then he turned to the droids, "Take her!"
All of a sudden, her suicidal plan took on a whole new light.
The Sith Emperor...her evil cloned sister Olga. The one responsible for all this!
Quickly, before the droids grabbed her arms, she hid the lightsaber hilt inside her robes, a very dark thought crossing her mind.
Darth Curly, you and Olga took the one most precious to me, and if I get the opportunity, both of you will join him, she thought. Then a cold smile crossed her grief-stricken face. I can't wait to see my dear older sister again.
The droids too her back to the transport...and the Dark Side of the Force was very much with her.
To Be Continued...
OH NO! Is Arnold a goner? What will happen when Helga is taken to Olga? Will she turn?
All good questions...dont you wish you had the answers...BWHAHAHAHA!!! Stay Tuned, it gets more exciting from here on! DarthRoden
While Arnold was locked in mortal combat with the evil Darth Curly, Helga stood, pacing in the small room of Big Bob's hut, worrying. She could feel the pain Arnold was in, the worry he felt for himself...and for her.
"I should have gone anyway!" Helga said frustrated. "Maybe I could have done something! Maybe..."
Big Bob put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "He wanted you to be safe, Helga. He cares about you. If you were there, he wouldn't be able to do his job, he'd be too worried about you."
Helga sighed, knowing her father was right. "I know, but still, I..."
She stopped abruptly, sensing that danger was close by.
"DAD GET DOWN!" Helga managed to shout before part of the wall exploded, knocking them both back onto the floor.
Harold Fett, the bounty hunter, came into the room, flanked by several battle droids.
"Oh no, not you again," Helga muttered, as she used the Force to knock two of the battle droids against the wall and reached for the lazer blaster.
"Get them!" Harold Fett shouted.
More droids entered the room. Big Bob tried to use a large walking stick to stop them only to be knocked out by a lazer blast set on stun.
"DAD!" Helga screamed, firing at the droids, hitting two more.
Harold Fett used this moment of distraction to fire a lasso cable from his wrist. It wrapped itself around Helga and pinned her arms to her sides.
Helga howled in anger and was about to charge at Harold Fett, when another blast set on stun hit her, knocking her out cold.
The bounty hunter turned to the open hole where Commander Nadine entered, carrying some binders and one of the Force restraining collars that the Sith gave them. She put them on Helga.
"Good work, Fett," She said approvingly. "Take them to the transport. Lord Curly is waiting."
Harold Fett nodded and turned to the droids, pointing at Helga and Big Bob. "Bring her and the other one too!"
The droids nodded, "Roger! Roger!"
A few miles away, Arnold Skywalker and Darth Curly kept up their intense lightsaber duel.
Despite his earlier arrogance, Darth Curly was only now beginning to get concerned. He'd hoped to trick Arnold into turning to the Dark Side, but apparently he wouldn't turn. The fool, he thought disdainfully, denying himself all the power in the universe to serve weakness.
Unfortunately for the Sith Lord, now Arnold was getting the upper hand in the fight as he parried and slashed away at him. Arnold dodged and struck, then dodged again.
They both slowly worked their way over to a nearby cliff where a small narrow canyon created by a river which ran for miles stood. In the darkness one couldnt see the water below, nor the jagged rocks that lined the minature canyon within.
Arnold, for his part, was hoping to get Darth Curly angrier, hoping that his blind rage would cause the dark lord to lose his focus and make a mistake. However, instead of blind rage, Darth Curly used his building anger and kept it simply to a calmer rage, which helped him use the Dark Side more usefully.
Then, out of the corner of his eye, Arnold saw a transport vehicle approach, along with the bounty hunter Harold Fett using his jetpack.
Darth Curly backed away slightly, and smiled, knowing he now had the upper hand.
Arnold watched as Commander nadine and several battle droids appeared from within the transport carrying their prisoners.
His heart sank within his chest. No...how could I have let this happen? Helga!
Helga was groggy from the effects of the stun, and she couldn't feel the Force because of the collar, which shocked her everytime she tried to focus on the Force, but even in the moonlight, she could see the worry on Arnold's face. She could also see he was losing his focus...
Darth Curly took advantage of this and attacked again, using both sides of his lightsaber, as well as a few martial arts moves of his own to push Arnold back towards the canyon.
"ARNOLD!" Helga screamed, fear in her voice.
Arnold heard her, but there was nothing he could do. Darth Curly sensed his growing anxiety for Helga and smiled. Now I have you, Skywalker!
He knocked the lightsaber from Arnold's hand. It landed near the edge of the cliff and rolled off.
Arnold was then knocked into a nearby large rock with the power of the Dark Side. Darth Curly deactivated one side of his lightsaber and smiled wickedly in triumph. Arnold slumped to the ground, a small trickle of blood running from a wound to his head.
"NO! STOP! PLEASE DON'T HURT HIM ANYMORE!" Helga screamed in agony. She began to shake and tears filled her eyes. "I-I'll do whatever you want!" She whispered.
"Helga, No!" Arnold tried to shout, but Darth Curly grabbed him by the neck and lifted him off the ground. He was beginning to lose consciousness. "Don't"
Helga could no longer hold back her tears, "Darth Curly! You have what you and Olga wanted! You have me! I wont try to escape and I'll do whatever you wanted, but please..." she dropped to her knees, crying and weakly finished in a voice just louder than a whisper, "...please spare the one I love most!"
Arnold looked over at her and tried to reach out with his feelings, despite the restraining collar she had on, but Darth Curly squeezed his neck more with a grip like iron.
"You see, young Padawan," Darth Curly said, smirking a terrible smile now. "The only true power in the universa is the Dark Side, soon your little girlfriend will become a true believer." He smiled nastily then. "She is rather attactive though, perhaps before I take her to the Dark Side, I'll take her."
Anger flashed in Arnold's eyes. "If you lay a finger on her, I swear I'll..."
"Empty words, you and I know it!" Darth Curly said, amused now. "Soon, she will understand the true nature of The Force. Too bad you wont be there to see it."
Darth Curly tossed Arnold like a rag doll towards the cliff where Arnold rolled, then fell over.
Helga looked up in horror. She used all the strength she had to knock her own guard away and ran to the edge of the cliff, dropping to her knees.
The droids were about to grab her again, but Darth Curly held them back with a wave of his hand, savoring the fear he felt from her.
"ARNOLD?!" Helga shouted desperately, her voice echoing from the walls of the small canyon. "ARNOLD! WHERE ARE YOU?" She was desperately trying to see through the darkness for any sign of him. If only she could sense him, if only...
She paused and gasped as she did indeed see something.
Hanging on one of the jagged rocks near the cliff was a hand-sized scrap of Arnold's robes. On it was blood.
Shaking she grabbed the scrap of cloth and looked at it, her eyes filling with tears. She began to cry, shaking in grief. "No," she whispered. "No, Arnold...you can't be...gone. I love you." Now her tears blinded her and she sobbed uncontrolably.
"Tisk tisk," came the mocking voice of Darth Curly from beind her. "Such a pity, he was a good fighter."
Helga felt her grief and pain turn slightly into something else at that hateful voice....anger. A very cold, dark anger began to form in her mind.
Then she looked down.
Directly in front of her, hanging just over the edge supported by a rock, just out of view of her captors, was Arnold's lightsaber.
Helga picked it up, it felt very comforting in her grasp, her anger building, she was ready to cut Darth Curly down and avenge her fallen hero. She would no doubt die afterwards, but then she would be with Arnold...
"Now Senator Helga, the Emperor will show you the true nature of the Force. She is your master now!" Darth Curly told her. Then he turned to the droids, "Take her!"
All of a sudden, her suicidal plan took on a whole new light.
The Sith Emperor...her evil cloned sister Olga. The one responsible for all this!
Quickly, before the droids grabbed her arms, she hid the lightsaber hilt inside her robes, a very dark thought crossing her mind.
Darth Curly, you and Olga took the one most precious to me, and if I get the opportunity, both of you will join him, she thought. Then a cold smile crossed her grief-stricken face. I can't wait to see my dear older sister again.
The droids too her back to the transport...and the Dark Side of the Force was very much with her.
To Be Continued...
OH NO! Is Arnold a goner? What will happen when Helga is taken to Olga? Will she turn?
All good questions...dont you wish you had the answers...BWHAHAHAHA!!! Stay Tuned, it gets more exciting from here on! DarthRoden