Hello everyone and welcome to my very first fanfiction:D

Hope you will like this little story of mine in which I've finally decided to let my fantasy fly free! Expect a huge AU people! ;)) Reviews are most welcome, I'd really like to hear your oppinion about it:))

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or it's original characters and locations. They belong to George Lucas and crew:) I only own my original characters and worlds!

Tale of a Sphinx

A beautiful day dawned on the green planet of Eoz. The morning breeze was refreshingly crisp, the sunlight embraced all beings of the wild with its golden rays. It was quiet, only the song of the tiny birds could be heard from the tree tops, greeting the new day with happy chirps. A little Lépus poped up on the surface, poking his small nose out of his hole in the forest. It had big fluffy ears, pointy tail and silky grey fur. The rabbit-like creature sniffed into the air. All was peaceful around him...but then...

The Lépus disappeared into his den in a second, after a tall, white, furry figure flashed away infront of him.

This being was a Sphinx. A female called Lyloo Felvis. She was half man, half cat, with sparkling lightbrown cats-eyes, short, straight black hair which fell back free on her shoulders. Her slim, lithe body was covered with white fur, from her pointy ears to her sole. Her clothing consisted of linen top and trousers, with leather belt on her waist...along with a black lash which slightly shimmered in the sunshine...

She was running. Her mouth opened a bit to take in deeper breaths, exposing her pointy white teeth a little. Sometimes she turned her head around to see if she was followed. Her movement was fast and graceful. She eluded the smaller and bigger trees and bushes without trouble, leaping huge distances between them, spinning and turning in air now and then.

She was just about to leap over another bulky log when she heard the noise from her left. She knew immediately what was coming...and she was ready for it. A bright yellow flash struck in her route, accompanied by a loud clash. Lyloo dodged the hit with a sudden jump in the opposite diraction. Her keen reflexes escorted her every move. She landed on her feet and grabbed the lash tied up to her waist. She could feel the plates on the hilt unfold and fastening on her palms to protect her flesh. This caution was necessary for someone who possessed a laser-lash...

With one tremendous clash she activated the green light of her own whip as well and charged at her opponent. Green and yellow met time and time again, sizzling and crashing...Soon out of two lashes became four, as both of the fighters parted their hilts into two. Both of them were spinning two lasers around themselves. The humming became more and more intensive, along with their growing enthusiasm...

Suddenly, one of the yellow lashes coiled up on one of Lyloos ankles, causing her to loose balance and land in a nearby shrub. She let out a muffled "Ouff!". She could see the yellow whirling of her opponent's lash infront of her face...

Then, the other Sphinx lowered her weapon and looked down on her with a smile of mischief.

"You know, if I wouldn't be so generous, you would be dead now!", she chided.

Lyloo's eyes narrowed in a playful way. "Oh, thank you so much, Nolee, you are all heart!", she answered.

They regarded each other for a few seconds, then both of them bursted into laughter.

"Oh, come on you...", Nolee said and extended her hand to help her friend to her feet. No damage has been caused to her, since the intensity of the lash's laser was on the lowest level.

In a few minutes, they were walking besides each other, lashes replaced on their waists.

Lyloo and Nolee have been friends ever since they were little younglings. One could say they were inseparable. They were like sisters to each other.

Nolee was a brown furred Sphinx with beautiful green eyes and long wavy black hair, a bit taller than Lyloo, which was quite stunning, since Lyloo has reached notable height herself during the years. Both of them were 19 years old, however, they liked to belie that fact sometimes.

They were still roguish like their younger mates at home. They knew of it, but were more than happy to do so. They both knew these times will end soon...perhaps too soon. Thus, they agreed to enjoy this state as long as it was still possible.

"Come on, or we'll be late from the pragma!", Nolee urged.

"Well, and I thought I was the one who used to worry about such things!", Lyloo chuckled. Indeed, from the two of them, Nolee has always been the bigger rouge.

"I know, but we were late last time too and...Well, let's just say I have never seen Lourdes so furious before..."

She did have a point there. Lourdes was the so called mester of the group to which Lyloo and Nolee belonged to. She was a strict elderly Sphinx, who was very serious in the matter of teaching fighting techniques. Dzarah was the name of this technique, it embodied the proper way of the use of the laser-lash. This weapon was mainly used by the women of this race, while the men preferred the use of Sin-Blades, a massive sword made of a special steel, which could only be found on Eoz. Very hard, very resistant.

Sphinxes were peaceful creatures, during centuries, there had been hardly any bigger conflicts in their life. The neighbouring societies never started fights with each other and it was very rare that any outsiders visited their planet. Eoz was a secluded world in the Outer Rim territory of the Galaxy. There were few who knew of their existence...

Lyloo liked her laser-lash very much, but could never imagine she would really use it one day, in a fight for life or death...However, Lourdes had other view for things like that. She always said, one has to be ready for anything...Peace is something very valuable, but it cannot last forever...Nothing does...

These were statements she regularly mentioned on the lessons; to prepare her students for any trouble which might occur.

Lyloo knew this, but somehow it didn't feel like a real threat. Most of the students would have said it was all a paranoia of an old woman...No, Lyloo tried to push these thoughts aside. She didn't want to be disrespectful with her mester. She quickened her steps further behind Nolee...

In a few minutes they reached the borders of the forest and could clearly make out the forms of the cosy huts of their village...and the figures of their comrades gathering on the clearing near them...