Chapter 8

Mark vs. Eur (For the first time)

Italics: thoughts

(Words in parentheses): Random Authors Notes

Mark and Oom flew under the battle just below enemy fighter's sensor range. The merc fighters had them engaged and the turrets had helped weaken them quite a bit. The only visible way into the ship was through the hole where the great beam was. Oom gulped when Mark told him that.

As they were flying through, the beams cylinder was losing its cylindrical shape. Below it was an electrical path that went all the way through the tunnel, branching off and going to other parts of the ship.

Mark found a cargo bay that was almost level to the area where the electrical path was. He docked the ship there. He then turned on a force field that protected them from the radiation.

Oom went towards the beam projector. Using the force, he pulled a bunch of high-yield explosives near it. He probably would set them off later (coughing next chapter).

Mark walked to the command chambers, which were on the upper floors. The ship was an immense maze of corridors and hallways. Mark had a few run in's with the local storm troopers, but they were no match for a Lightsaber.

Eventually, Mark found an elevator that took him closer to the upper levels. These levels were more heavily guarded, so he took to stealth. The big problem was that there wasn't much cover in the hallways. Just a couple of pillars on the walls every four or five yards. Mark used a whole shipload of mind tricks.

After a lot of walking, Mark found the troopers locker room. There would be an extra suit there. He crept through the rows of lockers. The place reeked. Mark found armor and put it on with relative ease. This reminds me of when I was in the army he thought. He found a Heavy repeater and fell into place with a patrol group.

He walked in perfect synchronization with the group, but his Lightsaber made a bit of a bulge in his disguise. Only careful examination would give him away, or at least that what he thought earlier.

Eur was watching him on a security camera. He enjoyed looking at what was happening on his ship. His command chamber was custom made so he could watch anything from the comfy areas of his ship. When he saw Mark, he only thought that it was simple Plexiglas (I don't know the exact material that troopers wear for armor okay?) mistake in the factory, but then he recognized the bulge. A Lightsaber.

Eur called for his two best guards to protect the chamber. He got up and stared out of the huge two-story window that overlooked the battle. He called out to one of the guards. "Tell me, how do you react when you kill? Do you lose it? Does your blood boil? Mine does."

The trooper, reluctant to answer said, "I think that killing relaxes me. It helps me take out anger."

"Good."

Eur stared out the window and called for the elevator to the lower half. It slid up, filling the gap between the window and him. He stepped into the hologram and went down to his private chamber. He picked up his Lightsaber and went back on to the elevator. To go into Eur's chamber was an instant death.

The guards had been killed when Eur went up. Mark was leaning on the panel. "Hello Eur." he said. He tore off the armor and drew his Lightsaber. "Its time to die!" He jumped at Eur. Eur didn't even flinch. At the last possible second, Eur took out his saber and drew it, just in time to deflect Mark's blow. The blow set Mark off balance and Eur came for the kill. Mark stepped away as he regained his balance.

Taking the offensive, Mark rushed forward, swinging rapidly deflecting all of the blows. Eur did a backflip and dodged the blow. Mark rushed forward He bought it! He thought. Mark swung and took off Eur's hand. He fell to the ground. Mark held his Lightsaber just inches away from Eur's head. "You killed my father. You killed everybody on my station. Massacred them! They never stood a chance!" He yelled

Eur looked up. He said "Marcus."

"What?"

"Marcus King was your name. Marcus, there's something you should know about me. I am your father-

"What!"

Eur pushed Mark away and held him against the wall. "I said that I was your fathers brothers son."

Mark stared quizzically. "So you mean to say that we're cousins?"

"Yes. So Marcus," there was a long pause of cold silence. Only the hum of the computers broke it. "Goodbye." He threw Mark into his room and brought up the elevator, trapping him in there. Eur left the room and shut the doors. Mark sat there, trying to comprehend what just happened. That bastard. Mark forced the elevator down and left the room, hot on the trail of Eur.

Authors Note: (Again)

I plan of introducing the childhood of Mark and his connections to Eur. That's another story. (Don't worry, I'll tell it.)