Legend of The Sorai.
A/N: Hey all. I'm writing again. It's been awhile. about five or so months. But it's Christmas break and I now have time to write. Yipee. Anyhow. I would hope that those of you reviewers out there who have been nice enough to leave me a review saying how much I stink would buzz off. You're reviews are not needed or warranted. I have my own writing style, thank you very much, so if you don't have anything to say, don't say it, because it is not appreciated.
Anyhow. I'm hoping to finish up Sorai before I go back to school. Yeah. that's write. and excuse the pun. I wanted to have this thing done a long time ago, however, other things just got in the way.
Chapter Four: A Phoenix, A Dragon, and well spent time.
Conversion Point Two.
Agrahbah
Mechanicles Hideout.
"You want to explain to me why I'm here?" asked a slightly ticked John Goldwood. "You pulled me out without even asking my permission."
"Look," said Mechanicles defensively, "the imperials want you, because of your power, the Emperor wants to stop you all at any cost and stop the truth from being found out."
"What truth?" John asked.
"That there is a far greater evil controlling the events going on, an ancient evil that created the Sith incident that destroyed The Old Republic." said a slightly taller man walking in with a flying eel.
"Mozenwrath," said John, "You're saying that this greater evil caused The Old Republic to fall? But then that would mean that..."
"No," said Mozenwrath, "I know what you're thinking, but it was around a lot more before the others came into being."
"I'm confused now," said Mechanicles, "I thought the whole existence and crossovers was because originally the authors who first did Crises on Infinite Earths."
"The multiple and infinite multiverse existed way before the crossover writings," said Xerxes, "No one knew about them because they weren't really that important. The Gould knew about the Gate's potential to create another door to alternate universes, besides most of us who knew of these events didn't see it as concern."
"So then," said John, "It is Apocalypse then, it would only make sense, since he is the only one who can, who has, who is able to pull off things like this, but then why control the Emperor and Vader?"
"He's only controlling the Emperor," said Mozenwrath, "Think of the people that Apocalypse controls as his lieutenants, his lieutenants need people to control as well, so it makes sense."
"No one is controlling Apocalypse then?" John asked.
"Unless The Preservers have decided to end life again," said Mozenwrath, "Which after First Contact was seen by the future, it would not surprise me."
"er...." said John, "I thought that what took place in Preserver ended the issue."
"Far as the author knows from what Tiberius and Kirk told him," said Mechanicles, "Yes, but they may have grown tired of the multiple crossovers and want all bridges, gates, and other access points closed, time and space are growing relatively close together now in all multiversal locations and that is scaring them. A lot."
Suddenly a bell started ringing, and a runner came in, panting, "report," said Xerxes. "Abis Mal," said the runner, "has spotted two AT-AT's and a contingent of storm troopers heading towards the Palace, incidentally, he was able to tap into their chatter, and they're going to storm the Palace and kidnap the princess and her daughter as a ransom."
"Get White wall up," said Xerxes to Mechanicles, "And tell him to ready the 8th Armored and the 10th Air fleets."
"They're going to ransom?" asked John a bit incredulously.
"No," said Mozenwrath, using his powers and getting battle armor ready, "They're storming it to take her captive, but won't do ransom, they'll take her back to their compound out in the desert, likely by the gate, wait for reinforcements, kill her and her heir and have a contingent or two move through the gate, in which they will then storm Agrahbah and kill everyone inside because of you Dragon."
"I'm in on this too then," said John, his eyes glowing red as armor appeared, "inform the palace."
"We can't," said the messenger, Harud already tried, they're blocking communications in and out."
"So why not just take a flight of Tie's in along with troopers and the walkers?" asked John, "They could just do then what they wanted."
"Because," said Mechanicles finally figuring it out, "They want the first strike to draw you out, in which they would then give back Jasmine and Kina, they would then retreat back through the gate."
"Yet," said Xerxes glowing with energy as armor, or the equivalent of armor for a flying lizard being surrounded him, "They're not going to do that, they know the Sultan won't agree and will send out his air forces and ground forces to rescue Jasmine; a whole army, playing right into Commander Jurst's hands, Torkin left a smart man in charge when he and Jorvis tried to capture you."
"Can we win with what Mechanicles has?" asked John, "I mean, I've...."
"I've always been the bumbling idiot," said Mechanicles, "whose creations don't work, yeah no worries John, I'm not like that, in fact, wait til what you see."
we walked down to the landing bay, John expected to see bug and nature type design ships, instead, what he saw amazed him.
"Holy..." he said, "Those are your ships?"
"Yes," said Mozenwrath as he laughed at John's face, "Those are what Mechanicles has."
"Those are huge, they're Star Trek material," said John, "minus the rotating guns and the displaced engines."
"that's who we got the designs from," said Mozenwrath, who then turned to a man down on the main floor, "Oye, Commander, up here."
a man looked up, nodded, and then teleported to where we were.
"Avatar of the Dragon," said Mozenwrath, "Meet..."
"Wesley Crusher," said John, "You mean to tell me..."
"Yes," said Xerxes, "he found his niche, The Traveler brought him to us, with his knowledge of star fleet, he became invaluable, that's why The Traveler brought him to us, he knew that the universe he was in no longer needed him, and after Data's death and B4's acceptance, it was realized as such."
"Well," said Crusher, "I'm glad I meet up to the Lizard's liking, incidentally it is the first time he's actually said something nice to me."
"Come," said Mozenwrath, "We have a kingdom to rescue."
Tattooine.
Jabba's Palace.
Okay, so calling The Hut's residence a palace is like calling The White House a fortress, it isn't, but it feels like it is.
John Garrtz was pissed. Well it was his fault, that he had taken off out of the Hell Gate like a Bat out of hell, but the fact that he had literally gone beyond his means had been his undoing, he was sure that two of the realities he had blown through, that he had gone through a couple of glass type objects, cause when he had landed on Tatooine.....actually landed was a bad metaphor, more like come out of slipstream twenty feet above ground and crashed like a heavy meteor, then had been beset by raiders dressed in weird garb, making grunting sounds. He had manifested a sword, it may have been Excalibur, he wasn't sure, he was bleeding and dazed and under attack, and was fighting to get out of there. what happened next, he wasn't sure of, and had to ask later once he had been healed enough.
But still, he was pissed, beyond pissed actually, because he was a prisoner of the Hut, because of Han Solo. Though for a prisoner, he wasn't in cuffs or in a cell, he had free reign of the compound, access to the kitchens and a nice place to sleep. Oh and he was watched constantly, even when he was asleep, though by cameras.
This is what happened, according to Bib Fortuna.
"We had a scouting party out," said Bib, "Because the Emperor had sent us a message saying you'd be coming soon, anyhow, one of our scouts saw you fall, and you were a mess when he saw you enter reality, you were bleeding as you came in, glass sticking in you from two locations, that fall didn't help any, in fact, the fact that the impact of the fall didn't kill you amazes the surgeon who operated on you, before putting you in Bacta. Anyhow, we sent a skiff to pick you up, and at that point were glad we had two skiffs and a cannon, twenty sand people attacking you, four dead, three wounded, and you were fighting like a mad man possessed, but getting overwhelmed, your sword dematerialized because you were half way on the ground cowering and punching with one hand, while shielding with the other hand. We fired on the ground around you to get their attention. that didn't work, those sticks of theirs are deadly, you were bleeding in more spots then the torturer uses, and he saw you and was amazed and a little sickened, since he isn't that brutal, unless he needs to be. anyhow. we scared them off, brought you on one of the skiffs, and got out of there fast. cause as soon as they were a safe distance away, two horns went off, and three more answered, which at that point we figured that they could take us, even if our skiffs had firepower. Those bantha's can resist a lot of firepower. Anyhow. you had blacked out by this point, we weren't sure if you were even alive, we couldn't find a pulse, even after we had stripped you of all your armor, which incidentally if we can repair it, won't ever be fully as good as it ever was, even if your powers can fix it, that armor has serious mojo to it that even Jabba in his wisdom said fix rather then destroy, and he'd rather just destroy his prisoners stuff that isn't valuable and keep the weaponry. Incidentally, your weapons you were carrying, were in a ten foot radius outside your fall out zone, we came back an hour later, and it was still there, this time we were on the barge, and we saw the sand peoples in the distance, so we fired off a couple of warning rockets at them. that either pissed them off enough or scared them, because they didn't come right away. Your weaponry is in the armory until Jabba decides otherwise, and it is under heavy and i mean HEAVY guard. After you were healed, which we don't know if it was a combination of the bacta and your powers, Jabba decided you'd be good ransom material."
I'd just woken up on a bio bed, after two weeks in surgery and bacta, and this was how I ended up, "So what are you doing about my powers?" asked Garrtz.
"Inhibitors of every kind," said Bib as he attached them now that John was awake, "We know you're the Phoenix Avatar, so we're using everything that we can to negate your powers, sadly we don't have any Jedi neutralizers, though we're not sure if you're power coorelates with a Jedi."
"It doesn't," said John, "Or at least not the last time I checked, seeing as how I don't come with a manual."
"good one," said Bib, who then put his hand to his ear, nodded, and then grimaced. "We have visitors at the gate, I need to let them in, get up to the Throne room, Jabba said since you have abilities, you can be our translator."
"Fine," said Garrtz and walked up with Bib, who then with three guards walked to the gate door. Half an hour later, five men, walked in, most of the people in the room shrank back along the walls, as they saw who it was. Han Solo, Chewbacca, Ben Kenobi, Luke Skywalker, Teal'c and Malcolm Reynolds.
"Jabba the Hut," said Ben Kenobi, "Release The Phoenix Avatar and we can be reasonable."
Jabba spoke in Hutt and Phoenix translated, "The Great Jabba does not deal with the likes of two who owe him, a broken old man, a kid, a slaver, and a browncoat."
Mal then spoke, by pointing a gun at Jabba, "Give us the kid, or I shoot, incidentially, I have a thermite bomb in my pocket, so if you were smart enough, you'd negotiate."
Jabba rolled his eyes and barked, but no one pulled out their guns.
Suddenly a large boom shook the palace, "That would be your other option," said Teal'c, "We have reinforcements outside, waiting on our command to take this place down brick by brick and get Phoenix."
Jabba sighed, said something, which even Bib nodded to, "give us a day to figure things out," Phoenix translated, "Come back then, any straffings will not be looked upon greatly."
the five nodded, and then light surrounded them and took them away. Jabba looked surprised then ticked. he started barking orders, and two guards nodded to me, and I went back to my room. Before I went in, they gave me a scrap of paper and writing utensil, and said to order something to eat. I did, and then went to my room and waited.
Of course, even in my room. John got a surprise.
"Greetings," said the being, it wasn't there, John could sense that much, it was a projection.
"You are?" asked Garrtz,
"I am Chronis," said the being, "Avatar of The Time Lord, I'm with the contingent wanting to rescue you, Jabba will not be agreeing to our demands, as we expected, he is currently on the com with The Emperor who is sending out three ships to secure you, I am informing you of this, so that tomorrow when strike forces arrive, be ready. Oh and I've neutralized your neutrals, but you won't be able to access your powers til tomorrow, just because I'm like that. They won't get you, we will." and with that, I went to sleep, waiting for tomorrow.
End Chapter Four.