Name: Antony Quer
Gender: Male
Rank: Sergeant
Mission: N/A
Location: Unknown Planet
Antony allowed a quick smile, restraining himself from chuckling, then swung his lightsaber, which had been to the right of of his corresponding hip, up to his left shoulder. As he did this, he stepped forward toward Everet.
The sound of his footsteps sounded unusually loud, and he only then realized it was dead silent, save the crackle of his lightsaber and the buzz of Everet's.
No shuddering, rocking, or otherwise movement plagued the ship. Have we stopped? Antony asked himself.
Everet, snapping back into reality, raised his blue lightsaber, and shortened the distance between them. Antony, without knowing it, swung his lightsaber down from his left shoulder to Everet's left hip. A sudden reaction, instinct almost, forced him to swing his arm. Antony was surprised, but he had no time to ponder it.
With the speed of a droid, Everet defended himself by flipping his lightsaber quickly down towards where Antony hoped to make contact. The two blades met, and for a second Antony believed he would hold the position for a few seconds.
Instead, Everet counter-attacked, by shoving Antony. During the same seconds, Everet had swung his right leg to hit Antony's left to send him on the ground. While it was a cheap move, it was necessary.
Antony, who was brutally unprepared for either attack, acted upon instinct once again. He jumped slightly backwards, the landing, once again, shot the sound of creaking metal around the room, like a fly.
Everet's foot missed, and his lightsaber counter sent him outstretched. Perfect for Antony's next blow.
From Everet's left hip, Antony swung his lightsaber up to Everet's right shoulder, hoping to amputate his right arm.
Unfortunately for Antony, Everet saw this, and fell on his right leg, avoiding the blow.
Antony, now gritting his teeth in frustration. Bringing the hilt up to his shoulder, he hacked down on Everet. Everet, still in his leaned position, brought his lightsaber up to his waist. The two collided, making Antony push harder against the blade.
Everet's arm started to bend in a funny way, making him yelp. Desperate, he took his index finger off of the button that activated the blade, and it disappeared. Without anything to push down on, Antony fell forward.
Antony hit the ground, dazed and irated. Lashing out with his Force, he send a shockwave through the room. It hit Everet smack dab in the chest. He flew backward, into a wall, and gasped. His feet never touched the ground.
When he made impact with the wall, a muffled scream came from within. Antony, confused, stumbled to get up.
Everet stepped sideways from the space he had hit the wall, and recovered. The metal plate that had covered the inner electronics fell down.
Instead of wiring, Antony saw a girl. Brown hair, rich blue eyes, and a terrified expression were what caught Antony's eye.
"What the-" Antony asked, confused beyond his wits.
Jerl, ignited lightsaber in hand, ran through the doorway. Auspa stepped out of the wall, then gracefully leapt to the left, away from Everet.
Everet, with his thoughts back in order, raised Anakin's lightsaber, so the bottom of the hilt reached his crotch. The blade reached his neck, from a safe distance.
"Auspa, sweetie, come over here," Jerl said, and pulled her to him with the Force, just barely missing Antony's lightsaber.
She screamed, of course, but Antony didn't pay it any mind. He stared Everet down, looking for ways his lightsaber could reach his flesh.
Antony then had another idea. He slowly walked to the left, keeping the tip of his blade facing Everet at all times.
Slowly, but surely, Antony walked towards the room Everet had been previously detained in.
Everet's eyes widen when Antony put his lightsaber down, just for a second. Seeing his oppurtunity, he rushed Antony.
Jerl held Auspa tight as he jumped backwards into the doorway, avoiding Everet's lightsaber by a hair. She buried her head in in his shoulder.
Antony, not one to be easily defeated, used the Force to leap to his left. Everet rushed empty space, and thus fell through the doorway.
Using the Force, Antony took Anakin's lightsaber, and any other weapon or tool that could be used for escape. This included a sack of detonators and imploders, the gun he used on Coruscant, and a simply designed lightsaber.
Everet looked back, and with the slightest ounce of midichlorians he contained, drew his blaster unto him. With a single shot, he destroyed Antony's yellow lightsaber.
Enraged, Antony took the lightsaber back, and slammed the door. He locked it by jamming the open system, which now produced smoke due to Antony's blaster.
Adrenaline stopped pumping through his veins, and natural sense came over Antony. His arms and legs burned from the overexertion, and Antony's vision flickered.
Afraid for his life, he leaned up against a wall, and blacked out soon after.
Antony came to hours later. He opened his eyes, before realizing they were against the ground.
He sat up, aching all over. He saw Jerl next to Auspa, in front of a fire. They had their backs to him, so they didn't notice him.
When he tried to speak, Antony realized his throat was dry. After swallowing his saliva, he tried to talk.
"J-Jerl… W-what wapened?" He managed to croak out.
Turning his head slightly, Jerl said, "We crashed. We're on some garbage planet."
Antony nodded slowly. "Pr-provisions?'
"Not much. Rations worth… four days max for each of us," Jerl grimaced.
"We'll have to find… the necessities… somehow," Auspa whispered loud enough for Antony to hear.
A moment of silence fell other the group. They sat there, quietly, desperately, pondering ways of surviving on the planet.
Antony must have fallen asleep, because he woke up lying on the cold, battle-damaged metal. The roar of the fire he had fallen asleep to, to which he had grown accustomed, had left the room feeling awfully empty.
Groggy but refreshed, Antony groaned as he sat up. His body ached from his lightsaber battles the day before.
A wave of panic washed over Antony, as he realized he was alone. A slight Force push sent him up on his feet, pushing his mind into the aware state.
The wood from the fire still sat on the ground, charred.
"Jerl!" He shouted.
No response.
Antony panicked. Where would Jerl go without letting him know?
"Jerl!" He called again. A muffled beep from the cockpit caught his attention.
Antony stumbled through the doorway into the cockpit, to find Auspa sleeping in the pilot's chair. Her hair was thrown across the back of the chair, occasionally shining in the sun.
Her eyes were half open, an opened mouth were on her face. The vacuum shield was occupied with an image of Jerl, saying, "... and make sure the prisoner doesn't get out!"
Auspa, knowing she hadn't seen the entirety of the video, mumbled, "Restart video."
Antony didn't object and let the recording play.
"Auspa, Antony, if you're wondering where I am, I went out into the garbage heaps to see if I can salvage anything useful. I'll be back by 12, Galactic Standard Time. And make sure the prisoner doesn't get out!" The screen went blank, and retracted.
"Oh," Auspa mumbled.
"Oh indeed," Antony nodded. The time was 11:47, GST. Only 13 minutes until Jerl said he would return.
Auspa stood up, and sighed.
"So how did you meet Jerl?"
13 standard minutes later, Jerl, exhausted and running for his life, burst into the storage bay. He slammed the door down with the Force, and collapsed on the ground.
A large animal slammed against the door, shaking Antony to the bones. In Jerl's hands were two large bags, each containing god knows what.
Antony threw the animal with the Force down, and it whimpered away.
"Don't ask…" Jerl gasped.
Half a standard hour later, Jerl started his story. "It was muddy, dirty, and full of metal and droid parts. I started to grab useful junk, like droid parts. I got these" And dumped out a a bag. Astromech parts littered the ground as the Jerl emptied the bag's contents.
"Think either one of you could make this?" Jerl quietly chuckled. Instantly, Antony remembered his training.
"I can," Auspa and Jerl looked over at Antony with a twisted expression.
"I can do build it. My training covered this, it's required for sergeants," Antony explained.
"Well," Jerl poured the pile into his hands. "Git er' done."
Soon enough, an astromech droid stood in front of it. It's entire body was blue, which contrasted to it's green right leg. It's left leg was a deep shade of muddy purple. It's head was red, with minor dirt or grime.
Antony sat behind the droid, tinkering with it's memory and auditory sensors. Just as he thought he would never find it, Antony's fingers grasped the wire that could connect the two. He did, and whooped with joy.
The power switch seemingly flipped itself as Antony shut the panel on the back.
The droid booted up, and whistled a series of notes. Technically, it was GN-F4, but Antony had another name.
"I think I'll call you… Gene."
A high, long whistle screeched from Gene's head. Antony put a hand on Gene's head and smiled proudly.
Name: Leia Skywalker, legally Leia Organa
Gender: Female
Rank: Princess of Alderan
Location: The Death Star
Mission: N/A
Leia hopelessly lie in the arms of her stormtrooper guards. Her head was angled down, but she could still hear Vader's ever-present rasp of a breath. Fear invaded her conscious. They had traveled down a few corridors, but to Leia it felt like a million years.
The constant, rhythmic beat of stormtrooper steps rang at the back of her mind, vaguely familiar.
"I feel your fear. Your fear of meeting the Emperor grows stronger by the second. Do not be. It is a gift he has let you live as long as he has, besides the information you know. He obviously has a purpose for you." Vader boomed. He was trying to get into her mind, manipulate her thoughts to his. She said nothing in return.
A few turns later, they arrived at an elevator. One of the stormtroopers pulled out a card with numbers scratched on it. He entered in the code, and the elevator opened. Vader stood patiently behind the group as they dragged Leia into the elevator. He then stepped in beside them.
The smaller space amplified Vader's breathing. She could almost feel the snake of Vader's hate crawling into her mind.
The elevator stopped. Leia's heart jumped. The doors slid open revealing the Emperor's throne room. The stormtroopers handed Leia to the royal guards that waited near the entrance.
The strong, steely grasp of the guard's hand was different from the stormtroopers. They seemed more confident, tighter than the troopers'. They stood Leia on her feet and forced her to stumble towards the Emperor.
"Welcome. Long have I awaited the day I would see my apprentice's daughter, who escaped my grasp, long ago. Welcome, Leia Skywalker." Came the Emperor's cruel, empty croak of a voice deep within.
Leia's sight slowly crept towards Vader; Her father. All along had she hated, and feared her father. The very man who brought her into the world tortured her for the past weeks. Sympathy washed over her, for the briefest of seconds, for Vader. It fanished when she recalled all the terrible deeds he willingly committed.
"Guards," They shifted their gazes towards Palpatine. "Leave us."
They simply turned around and walked back into the room from which Leia had just came.
"And the son, Lord Vader?" Palpatine asked his apprentice.
"Reports from," Vader paused, as if to grimace under his mask, "Tatooine, have sighted a moisture farmer boy by the name of Skywalker killed in a trooper attack to their home. I believe it was, my son, sir." Vader said the last part quietly.
"Ah… The mighty blood of the Skywalker family falls to you, Leia Skywalker. I feel the Force kindling deep in you. The daughter of the feared Darth Vader has the power to inherit her father's power," Palpatine finished expectantly, like he wanted her to answer.
"I would never inherit my father's terrible titles," Leia responded, knowing full well his titles and commitments.
"Ah, but you will, for you see, the power of the Dark Side is one not easily, if at all, resisted," Palpatine croaked.
To that, Leia had no answer. "What will you do with me?" She asked, after a moment of silence.
"You will be trained as a sith, in your father's place. You possess the power and strength of your father before he was fatally wounded, something I long to see again." Palpatine stated.
Vader looked up to Palpatine, as if to say, "You betrayed me."
"But," Palpatine responded to Vader's silent question, "She must be taught how to use the Force before she begins any Sith training. Lord Vader will train you in the Force, until further notice."
Vader returned his glare back down. He only had a short time to live beyond that moment, for the second Leia gained access to the Force, her father would die.
Something in her told her that she needed to save her father, but why? He was evil, the same Darth Vader that gleefully destroyed and killed entire villages to find Jedi. The same Darth Vader who killed younglings, fought his own master, and ruled the empire away from Palpatine's hand.
But it still told her, "He has hope, he has hope."
