Thanks to my reviewers so far! I've enjoyed this so far. Hopefully you guys will give me something other then one-on-one fights in the future. FIghter piloting, Dejarik,come one. I like a challenge. I await the next wave of reviews and chapters for me to write! R&R!
The Twi'lek rose. He was ready for another battle. He strode to the screen, and looked down at the people below. All holograms, yet they looked so real. But that was part of the fun. He hit a switch, and his voice boomed out into the chamber.
"The next battle is ready. Prepare for battle!" The room was made into a basic arena, with a circle in the center. Princess Leia stood on one side, Obi-Wan on the other. It was the younger version of Leia, the one who had fought in the Rebellion. And the Obi-Wan was at the age when he had defeated the Sith Darth Maul.
They glanced at each other, and Obi-Wan looked puzzled. "You look like Padme." Leia shrugged. "I don't know who Padme is. I'm Princess Leia Organa, daughter of Bail Organa." Obi-Wan nodded slowly. "I know the name. But you must be from the future: Bail isn't that much older then you are right now." Obi-Wan bowed. "I am Obi-Wan Kenobi."
Leia gasped. "Obi-Wan? I saw you die. But you were far older." Obi-Wan smiled ironically. "Weird, how this holo-data works. But I wish you an honorable battle." Leia nodded, and the Twi'lek began the battle.
Obi-Wan raised his lightsaber and ignited it. It's blue blade reflected in his eyes, and he nodded to Leia. She drew her blaster, and pointed it at Obi-Wan. She fired once, and Obi-Wan deflected it back in her general direction, although it flew over her head. She frowned and tried to think of another option.
Meanwhile, Obi-Wan leapt into the air, doing a somersault and landing to the side of Leia. He slipped towards her, bringing his lightsaber to her neck. "I am sorry, but we will both be fine in a moment."
As he finished speaking, before he struck, Leia slammed her knee into his groin, ducking low as she did so. Obi-Wan staggered to the side, dropping to one knee.
Leia aimed and fired. The newly Knighted Jedi groaned and tried to block. He deflected the first shot wildly towards the ceiling. But it brought his lightsaber out of position, and the second shot struck his chest. He flattened to the ground. Leia came over him and leveled her blaster at his head. "You should have killed me instead of talking. But, same, no hard feelings. Sorry."
Her shot never got off, however, Obi-Wan yanked the blaster out of her hands, and Force pushed her backwards. Then he got to his feet, reigniting his blade.
Leia made a run for her pistol. Obi-Wan loped over and cut her off, slashing with his lightsaber. She ducked and rolled, coming up and driving her shoulder into his side. As he fell he twisted his lightsaber to get a slash in. But Leia wriggled, and then knocked the saber from his hand. She then straddled him and punched his jaw. It probably hurt her hand ore then his jaw.
Obi-Wan head butted her, hard, then pushed her free. He called her pistol to one hand, and his lightsaber to his other hand. Leaping to his feet, he leapt at her to finish it.
But she was ready. She kicked up with both her feet, catching his elbow and side, and knocking him past her. He landed on his feet, however, and was charging back towards her. She rolled to her feet, and reached a hand to her hair. Obi-Wan raised his blade to slash at her, and felt a sudden prick in his arm. Looking down it, he saw a hair pin imbedded in the vein. His arm suddenly went limp.
Obi-Wan leapt backwards, out of range of her small missiles. He separated the power pack from the blaster, slipping it into his pocket and discarding the gun. Then he shifted his lightsaber to his left hand, and walked forward more slowly.
Leia threw more clips, but Obi-Wan just caught them on his blade. A moment later, she was out. She stopped and just stood there, and Obi-Wan dislocated her head form her body.
Three seconds later, it was back on, and Obi-Wan could feel his arm again. He bowed to Leia, and they walked to the side of the chamber. Suddenly, Han Solo and a nineteen year-old Anakin Skywalker were in the arena.
"Next match."
Han frowned at Anakin. "Who are you?" Anakin snorted. "Anakin Skywalker. And you?" Han started to look hurt that his face wasn't recognized, then realized who he was speaking to. "Anakin Skywalker? The Anakin Skywalker? Darth Vader, Luke and Leia's father, Anakin Skywalker?"
Anakin looked at him blankly. "I do not know what you mean. Do I have children in the future?" Han stared at him. "Yeah, you do have children. And you try to kill them."
Anakin paused, shocked. Han just smirked. "Let the battle begin!"
Anakin was still a bit in shock. Han's pistol was out and firing in less then a second. Anakin was forced to dodge to the side as he drew his lightsaber, then charged forward as he ignited it. Han continued to fire, varying his angle of fire so as to keep Anakin guessing. It also gave the young Jedi less of a chance at deflecting it into him.
Anakin seemed to get tired and jumping and blocking, so he waved a hand at the pistol. But, to his surprise, it didn't budge. So he gritted his teeth and pulled harder.
Anakin was shocked, to say the least, at the sight of Han Solo rocketing through the air towards him, hanging tightly to his blaster pistol.
Han fired as he came, and Anakin was forced to drop his blade down. That allowed Han to fly past Anakin without being cleaved in half. The Corellian hit the ground and rolled, coming up on his feet. He charged Anakin, and fired a trio of shots. Anakin blocked them all into the ground. Han fired again, this time catching Anakin's lightsaber hilt. The blade shut off and the smoking cylinder dropped to the floor.
Han drop-kicked Anakin to the ground, and fired at his head. But Anakin Force-propelled himself into the air, coming down with his heel on Han's wrist, causing him to drop his DL-44. Han cursed fluently and bear-hugged Anakin, dropping him to the ground. Anakin flipped over, crashing Han's head into the stone floor. Han responded by head-butting Anakin once, then locking his legs around Anakin's and sitting up. He heard his foe's knee pop.
Anakin separated them with a Force push, and called Han's blaster pistol to his hand. He landed somewhat awkwardly, his broken knee wanting to collapse his leg. He used the Force to keep himself upright, and aimed the blaster at Han. Han shrugged.
"Go ahead. Shoot me." Anakin pressed the trigger. Nothing happened. The power pack was out of shots.
"Looking for one of these?" Han was holding a power pack in his hand, his thumb firmly pressed down on it. Anakin angrily Force pulled it towards him, while at the same time pinning Han to the floor.
Anakin was now using the Force to keep himself upright. To keep his body fit and ready for the rest of the fight. To keep Han pinned to the floor. To levitate the power pack to him, so that he could finish Han. Add to that the fact that he was angry, angry for having been outwitted this long in the battle.
That was why he didn't realize the danger until it was too late. Han had activated the power pack and depressed the control that would normally be depressed by the blaster pistol's trigger being pressed, to release the energy. Han had basically rigged an explosive. And it worked. It blew, knocking Anakin flying to the ground.
Han was up in an instant, diving for his Dl-44 now skittering across the floor. He caught it into his hand. Within a second it was up, he had replaced the power pack, and had aimed it at Anakin. Another second and a bolt flew into Anakin's head, ending the match.
The Twi'lek nodded slowly to himself. This was getting good. Time to work on some more. He strode back to his work table, leaving the others to their own devices.