Now for the third Chapy! Please Make sure you review!...please…..
Now the sound of marching could be heard, the Clones had trampled over the trench.
Up ahead a large cliff of solid ice could be seen, over which was the Rebel Research Facility, but the AT-TE's could not climb over the massive ice giant, so they had stopped to consider their options.
Darth Rakraf stood at bottom, staring the fiendish block of ice down as if he could force it to move on his own. This obstacle had not been on the map, nor had he seen it on the ships layout of the frozen lake when he plotted their course. No matter though, he had noticed that there was canyon; a crack that probably ran straight through to the other side.
But it was too obvious, even though his troops believed they had destroyed the trap that had been set for them, he new better. The force was strong in that icy canyon, and he would not let his troops be massacred like a herd of Gnu.
Jar Quall had led his troops up the icy cliffs; he tried his best to hide the force energy he and his soldiers were giving off. The plan was to wait until the Clones found the canyon that led to the other side of the giant ice block, then they would shoot down on them and the Clones would have nowhere to go. Jar Quall had taken a scout and was watching as the Clones stood in confusion at the bottom of the cliff. He was particularly interested in the two cloaked figures that stood away and in front of the Clones, they stuck out like a pair of sore thumbs wearing black cloaks, idiots.
All Jar Quall knew was that he had to keep masking the force around himself. He knew that if one of those figures sensed the force it would fire on them and bring down the cliff, but if he played his cards right, they would take the easy route through and run into another trap. But could these two mysterious figures be trusted to think logically?
Jar Quall could feel the powerful force energy radiating from the figures, but they were too close to each other to determine the real one which the power emanated from. The figures stood only feet away from the wall of ice, they were not even looking up, they looked straight ahead as if they could see through the giant ice block.
Darth Rakraf finally realized his adversaries plan, if he ordered the Clones to go through the canyon the remaining Rebels would shoot down upon them without second thought, whoever was on top of this massive hunk of ice was intelligent, he was hiding his force energy and thinking that because Rakraf could not detect him would take the easy route and go through the canyon. Ha! Foolish Jedi, they underestimate just how foolish and Powerful the Sith can be! The Jedi give their enemies too much credit. Even if it was foolish and stupid to destroy this hunk of rubbish did not mean that he could not! Now die Jedi, and see just how foolish your enemy is!
Darth Rakraf turned on his heal and gave the order, "Turn it into a parking lot"
'OH NO!' Jar Quall thought,
Jar Quall looked at the blue plasma gathering on the end of all three AT-TE's cannons, they had been discovered! But he would not go without a fight; he ordered his troops to scale the walls at 0500, giving him 5 minutes to slow down the attack. Jar Quall used the force to leap into the air above the AT-TE's and drew his yellow lightsaber. Now was his time; one of the cannons got a shot off, but Jar Quall used the force to send the ball of plasma off into the sky.
He landed on the cannon and sliced off the barrel, causing the attachment and its passenger to explode. Now all eyes were on him and he had to keep it that way, he back flipped off of the giant walker and into a cluster of troops, he began deflecting the now incoming blaster fire and slicing off limbs of Clones that were in his way. One more minute and his troops would be safe and he could die in peace.
But then as if everything but the chill of the wind had frozen the blaster fire stopped. He was surrounded. But he did not sheath his saber. Jar Quall stood in the middle of a battalion of Clone, if only Master Windu could see him now.
Then he saw them, the two cloaked figures that had foiled his plans. Damn them.
"So" they said. "You are the Jedi I have been sensing throughout my little…expedition" they both had the same voice and talked in unison as if one man was speaking.
"I am Jar Quall, I trained under Master Windu, and yes I am a Jedi" Jar Quall proudly answered.
"Who you are is no concern of mine, weather you are alive or dead is" they said.
"Well, you sure get straight down to business" Jar Quall said sarcastically.
"Your Jedi humor does not amuse me, I will kill you now" they both said.
"You? Which one of 'you' is the real Sith, one of you is obviously a decoy, so show yourself" Jar Quall said, a bit confused.
"Humph, your feeble Jedi mind cannot grasp the concept that is my being. But if you must call 'us' anything, call me, Tact and Thumb" they said, Tact gesturing to himself and Thumb to himself.
"So which one of you will I be fighting?" Jar Quall asked again.
"Why, we fight together, if there is a problem with that then you could always choose which of me will kill you?" they said.
"Well two against one is no fair so I will choose, Thumb"
"Off course" Thumb said as he stepped forward.
Jar Quall entered his fighting stance and prepared for the worst.
But then, a tattooed hand escaped from the blackness of Thumbs cloak, it held no weapon.
"What th-"was all Jar Quall could say before he felt the most nauseating thing ever. Red lighting bolted from the hand and wrapped itself around Jar Quall. He was drained of all life in under a second. His body wrinkled up and shriveled, all of his force energy left him fell to the cold ground as Thumb withdrew his hand.
"Yummy" Thumb said as he returned to Tact's side.
BWAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! The power of force drain, I love it!
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