Ahhh sorry I thought I had published this a few days ago sorry.

(Sorry had Writer's block (and school assessments) for the start of this chapter and past few weeks. I also had to catch up on 2 weeks of school because of sickness and something called work placement.

I may write a few one-shots/multi-shots whenever I get another one of these writer's block.)

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"Hicca", speech

'Hicca', thoughts

Chapter 10:

There are very few things that can ever sidetrack or freeze me when I'm on a mission those things include; anything to do with my family, cruelty to those who don't deserve it, and, rarely, those with awe worthy skill. And the latter of the options is the reason why I am stock still, watching a Jedi go against an 'imperial Jedi?' in a ruthless engagement, 'there is definitely some bad blood between them', that only skilled fighters can initiate and withstand in.

Whilst in my awestruck my subconsciousness reminds me of how there had been another figure with Ryker. My eye's widen and my body arches backwards into a bridge position with my hands on the ground.

'SWOOOZZZZ' (AN: gotta love making up words… and well it couldn't be swoosh for reasons…)

A blood red lightsaber flies over my eyes, giving my vision a slight red hue. Reacting on instincts I push off my hands, flip, grab hold of my electrostaff, land on the balls of my feet whilst activating my electrostaff horizontally over my chest. Quickly I re-observed my foe, his armour - I presume he is a he because of his physical outline - is similar to Ryker, just without the sword through the dragon's head insignia and without the vambraces and shoulder guards. He also appeared to have a standard Imperial issue E-11 blaster, and a currently rotating, double bladed red lightsaber. The man's face is covered in a black, flat-topped cone helmet, his black visor reflected the red hue of his blade as it passed rapidly.

After a brief staring contest with the unseen eyes, he launched himself at me, causing me to go on the defensive, parrying blows left, right and centre. I can tell he is getting angry, his almost animalistic growls confirm his agitation. Deciding to play a risky move, whilst praying to my nieces. I directly parry the next blow with the middle of my staff, turning his blade on an off angle and proceeded to kick him in the chest, allowing myself to launch myself backwards. Landing a slight distance from the enemy, I instinctively drew my blaster with my left hand from hip, and deactivated my staff in my right hand. And before my for knew what was happening he is on the defensive, deflecting my shots in my area. Whilst, dodging some of the near hitting blaster bolts, I notice that he is far less superior in accuracy compared to Talon.

As I am nearing the end of the bolts I can shoot without overheating my weapon I hear the great roar of my squad members, 'perhaps Asher called for back up', and before I knew it my foe is under assault from the twins and Snotlout, looking to my left I notice Asher is trying to assist Talon against Ryker.

Before joining the fight again I hear my communicator going off. I answer it to hear Fishlegs's rushed, and strict voice, "I-Imperial dr-drop ships are incoming, my ETA is 3 minutes He-Raven, make sure you and Viking squad are prepared for pickup, Lug O-Out… I'm so dead", I hear the whispered last part and agree, 'he knows not to act superior over', focusing back on task I echo his ETA through Viking Squad's comms. They reply of affirmation came at individual times when the individuals were not attacking.

When 2 an a half minutes hit Viking Squad slowly withdrew from their fight, with the help of me providing cover fire for their fall back. Hearing the approach and landing of Garf, I look towards my left to see Viking squad already boarding Garf, 'typical selfish Berkian's', sheathing (?) my blaster I took off towards Garf.

To only feel myself thrown by an invisible force.

To only see a thrown red lightsaber glide past me.

To only feel my body hit the ground with a heavy thud.

To hear a ferocious roar.

To see my vision slowly fade out.

To feel large fur covered hold me.

To hear the starting of engines and the call for first aid.

And then to enter a state of nothingness.

Well hey there… this would of came sooner but school and life came along, and then I couldn't end this chapter so yeah.

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