Chapter 2
"A new face"
Plo Koon awoke feeling worse then he ever felt in his life; it felt as if every bone in his body had been crushed into his veins. His vision slowly came back and he realized he was standing fully up. He reached around quickly in his blurry eyes. He found himself in a dark, damp-yet refreshing room; with the sound of machinery echoing from above. What he saw laying upon the ground didn't comfort him in the slightest: Jedi, at least twenty. Some he recognized and others he'd heard of and yet one unrecognized.
Tarados Gon, Sirch Fi-Ek. Echuu Shen-Jon. Even Piell. Dlanor Zebek. Seutnat Thuurk. Pablo Jill. Saboteur-a dark Jedi! Vilmarth Grak- a bounty hunter! Laetsuike Pierce. Jocasta Nu. Eeth Koth-he's alive? The last one caught him clueless. Even the species of the man as it appeared wasn't quite clear. It looked human for the most part. His scalp was covered in a thick bush of brown hair almost hiding the many small horns growing from his skull. The man stirred and rose to his feet facing Plo. The man's skin color was a deep blue like the night fall sky when all the stars shone as bright as can be. The man's eyes were the darkest shade of fiery purple and his teeth red.
"Who are you?" Plo Koon asked.
"My name is Kryt Veyer. I see that your merry adventure has brought you. Upon this happy quest Plo Koon" Kryt Veyer said.
"Quite indeed, but you look more happy then me." Plo Koon said.
"I'm always happy; unless you piss me off!" Kryt Veyer said smiling.
Plo Koon felt the force flowing through the young man strongly; more strong perhaps then many the Jedi council. Kryt Veyer seemed to be pure good although a small amount greedy and very much in love and not hidden about it.
"Plo Koon…" Eeth Koth's faint voice echoed within the room. Echuu and Kryt lifted Eeth from the stone cold ground "it's been to long…tell me has m seat been taken up in the council."
"Yes, Agen Kolar now sits there. What happened to you?" Plo Koon asked.
"The N'tantuer have a liking of torturing Eeth." Echuu said.
"Most likely they know he's on the council Kryt said.
"We've tried to heal him but many of us lack the strength except for me and Kryt." Echuu said
"Kryt knows the force?" Plo Koon asked
"I was to become Yarael Poof's padawan over ten years ago before he died. I ran away with Anya because I didn't know what to do." Kryt said.
"How long have you been here? Where is Anya now?" Plo Koon asked.
"Three months; and Anya waits for me on Kashyyak." Kryt Veyer said.
"I know there are rules against it Plo… but I feel Kryt still has a part to play in this," Eeth Koth said.
"Yes I feel it too," Plo Koon said.
"I feel if we do not train him; it will prove to make a worse future than we could possibly imagine," Eeth Koth said.
"I will train him: but I don't have enough time to do it fully," Plo Koon said.
"In time more than just you and me must train him; for he holds the fate of the future," Eeth said.
The air became a chill gust of a winter morning; and three N'tantuer floated toward the cell. They stopped suddenly and looked at Kryt Veyer wide-eyed looking at them with a huge fake smile. Kryt cocked his head and raised his right hand exposing his middle finger. The N'tanteur did not take the ill mannered use of a human way to provoke people well. The leading N'tantuer squeezed his way through the two-inch thick bars and slammed a steel plate into Kryt's skull. The two other N'tantuer floated forward through the bars and stood behind the first. The leader pointed to Eeth. The two went to Eeth and picked him up and started to drag him out. Plo Koon jumped forward and grabbed one by the arm.
"Leave him alone, take me," Plo said.
One of the N'tanteur looked at him with interest and raised his left hand holding his fingers an inch apart using the force to choke Plo until he fell to the ground gasping for air.
Kryt Veyer jumped up and thrust his right fist into the N'tanteur's skull. The two others reacted instantly using force lightning on Kryt until he fell on his knees holding his face. The third got back up and red energy waves came from his finger tips into Kryt draining his life. Kryt rose to his feet resisting the powers of the dark side and force pushed all three of them into walls. At that moment at least thirty more N'tantuer appeared in the room and all the prisoners were frozen in place. The leader grabbed Kryt by the throat and threw him to his accompanies. The N'tantuer dragged Kryt out of the room to torture.