Chapter 5
Starkiller dodged a backhand slash from his opponent...for the fifth time.
He responded with a similar one, followed by several more, but all were swatted away by a simple movement of a red blade. He launched another Force push, which sent him flying back, but in mid-air he took that blast and retaliated with a more powerful push, this one causing debris from all around the room to fly at him.
Most of them were sliced apart by the Sith's two blades, but one of them he was unable to intercept; a lightsaber hilt, an invisible force pressed the button, causing a blue blade to ignite, stabbing the apprentice.
He let out a loud scream of pain, with the decibels of the scream was so great it caused his opponent to pause, when Starkiller took advantage of this moment and threw both of his lightsabers in hand with Force lightning channeling through both blades. He was able to stop the sabers only inches from his neck, but the sparks of lightning reached his neck, causing him to choke.
By this time Starkiller has recovered, with a bacta patch and a stim pack, and got back on his feet, and waves of lightning came out from his hands which struck his opponent. The waves were not as powerful as before, having fought a relentless battle, but was still enough to at least stun him temporarily.
Finally, he had both lightsabers ignited, he advanced towards him, and as he was about to end him with an impale, something happened.
The blades went through flesh...but not the flesh of his desire.
The body of Anakin Skywalker, with both arms cut off, has taken the blow intended for the young man. Before he fell, Starkiller noticed a look in Skywalker's eye...a look strangely familiar to him.
But now was no time to think, as Starkiller felt bits of his armor being ripped apart by Force lightning. He attempted to absorb some of his lightning, and managed to stop the flow. His opponent suddenly rose in the air, and launched blasts of lightning at Starkiller, which he dodged.
And then, a bubble surrounded the young warrior, and Starkiller felt the waves of telekinesis swirling around him, causing objects from all around to swirl around and launch at him. Blasts of lightning also came at him, but he was barely able to dodge them. He was barely able to grab a glass tank and throw it at him, which shattered against the protective bubble, but the shards continued to rise and thrown at him like knives.
Facing what may be his last stand, he leaped forward, lightsabers ignited, and started launching lightning at him, and started throwing debris at him, until the bubble started to fade away, when he plunged both of his blades into his shoulders, causing the attack to stop, and was barely able to raise a spiked fist which went straight into his heart.
Finally, he was defeated.
Starkiller glanced at the warrior's corpse, and took a good look at him, when a beeping sound came from his gauntlet. A hologram of Grand Moff Tarkin flashed upon him.
"My Lord, we have found the Death Star plans."
"Very good. I will be on my way."
He headed out of the room and to a nearby Imperial Shuttle. As the shuttle unfolded its wings and headed for Coruscant, he thought about the previous fights it had, and came to one final thought.
The greatest threat to him is...himself.