Eagle and Cleopatra are characters that I customly made. Do not use them.
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Trask
Chapter 2 "Two's Company, but Three is a Crowd"
I looked up. Why had Eagle done that? It was a courageous deed- that will be said- but was done with malicious intent.
We walked into the next corridor, and it was lined with materials. The door to go on was locked, however.
"Eagle?" I asked, "How do you suppose we get out of here? The door is locked."
He smiled deviously. "I have an idea," he said mysteriously. I wondered what he may have thought of and shivered.
He looked at me. His eyes were twinkling.
Funny, in many books we see constant sayings of, "His eyes are twinkling as he says that." But, really, just saying that doesn't mean anything. But picture it this way- you're on a hill and a man waltzes up to you and says, "The moon has colours that succeed everything man has ever done…"
I, personally, would be frightened beyond all possible belief; however, what you think could be different. So…you must be more descriptive. An example of this would be to rephrase "his eyes were twinkling," as "his eyes were flaming with heat as though he had been attacked and he was going to lash his anger back at me!"
His eyes narrowed- he was scanning me- but why? I don't know. He picked up a mine and attached it to the life-support pipe. I scrambled.
"Are you crazy?" I yelled. Yet he just smiled. It exploded. The orange hallway turned white. I flew back into the bedroom…
I was awakened by Eagle's loud tapping on the foot-locker next to me.
"Ha-ha!" He bellowed, "Trask has awakened!"
I tried to stand up, but I couldn't. Eagle was holding me down. He injected me with a small needle. "Water's here," he said cheerfully.
I drank it. It sent a warm sensation across me.
He chuckled and continued. "You know the guy who created bacta?"
I shook my head.
He merely shrugged and replied, "Deserves a medal, that one."
I smiled. He had used my accent in saying that.
Just then, I realized he wasn't speaking galactic basic at all. "What did you say?" I asked.
He looked fretful and said something like: "As gulfd deus kan sucn dooon kitchun yellow." His face turned paler than ever.
"I…I said are you…ready- ready to, um…go. Are you ready to go? Hmm…"
I grinned. Eagle was one step closer to mankind. Now I knew that even he had flaws. I liked the thought.
He released his grip on me and folded his arms. "Just to get you back to pace," he side-stepped.
Just past where he was standing, I saw scorch marks on the hallway floors. Just another five meters down, I saw bodies piled halfway to the ceiling.
"I had to do something while you were in fairyland." Eagle told me more about him loading a map to his datapad. His pad was a cheap one- only holding about 6 billion gigabytes. However, as long as it worked…it would do fine.
"Ready to go when you are, Trask," Eagle said. I stood up and we made our way through several hallways, with an occasional goon or mine blocking our way. However, we were using a lot of bacta on our trip, and we had very little left.
As we made our way through the ship, we finally noticed to Jedi in a fierce fight. They usually blocked attacks but they made the occasional side-step if they needed to. One was a woman in white and brown robes, while the other was a man with black and grey robes. But what made me stand in awe were their weapons.
They wielded single-bladed lightsabers. Every hit they threw seemed more graceful than the last. The girl made the final blow, piercing the man in the chest. With a gasp, he fell to the floor. The Jedi turned her head.
She was fairly tall. She had sparkling green eyes, blue hair, and a smile on her face. "Hello," she said, "Can you help me find someone named Eagle Miran?"
I looked at Eagle. "I am Eagle," he informed her. "Who are you?"
She broke into a smile. "I am…Cleopatra." She then nodded, "Pleased to meet you."