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Chapter 2:
Déjà Vu
** Dark Jedi Nova POV**
Whoosh. The door to the security room opens as I stepped forward to the gunmetal door. Dam its cold in here. I thought to myself. I could see the warmth of my breath as I exhaled once again into the chilling room. It's not so much the actual cold that is bothering me. It's being so close to my master that is giving me these bone chilling shudders. His force presence is very much like that of a black hole sucking the light, life, and heat out of everything near it. I thought to myself again, now stepping closer to the one of four monitoring station in the room before me. There was no one there except for a lone Imperial lieutenant that was occupying himself with something on the monitor. Another quick glance around the room to be certain that there was no one else in the room, and then I approached the lone Imperial.
He was so engrossed with whatever communication or security work that the Imperial lieutenant did not even notice my approach until I was right behind him. "Lieutenant!" I called out in a tone that demanded his immediate respect and attention. He nearly jumped out of his skin as he tried to stand, salute, and face me. I swear I nearly gave the lieutenant a heart attack due to my sudden and obviously surprising appearance. "S-Sir….um I mean Ma-Ma'am!" The Lieutenant stuttered out very loudly while his face clearly flushed due to his mistake that I was not a man. Embarrassment was written all across his face in a deep scarlet ink. A small insidious simile creep onto my face due to the Imperial's startled reaction.
"Excuse me Lieutenant?!" I asked with false anger weaved into my voice at his mistake. "Apologies Ma'am I…I was not expecting anyone to show up while I was working."
"Well I'm here now Lieutenant" I said emphasizing his status as a low ranking lieutenant. "Yes Ma'am" He saluted "Is there any assistance I may be able to provide you with Ma'am?"
Knowing I had spooked the lone Lieutenant enough I decided it was time to get down to business. "Yes Lieutenant, bring up a holo vid of the newly acquired prisoner G3-X946 on the central terminal." He very stiffly and militarily replied with "Yes Ma'am! Right away Ma'am." He then went to one of the nearby security terminals to fulfill the task I gave him.
I then took a few steps forward and to the left so that I was now facing the central holo terminal in the room. My back was to the Lieutenant, but I could hear the distinct sound of his fingers as they worked his magic. The terminal then came to life displaying a azure miniature figure in the small 10x10x12 cell. "That I'll be all Lieutenant, you are dismissed." With that the Imperial Lieutenant gave a stiff nod then returned to his previous station to continue his work. And I once again fell back into my own thoughts once more.
Who is this strange man? And what in the name of the force is he wearing? I thought to myself. When he was brought in, the only weapon that he possessed was an unfinished light saber. If faced with any sort of trouble trying to activate his saber in its given condition would have most likely result in his own death. A solemn look of disapproval crossed my previously stoic face as I thought Fool. Not even a blaster nor vibroblade in his possession. Very strange though considering he is wearing a uniform of sorts. With an emblem of a circle with two horizontal lines acting as tangent lines to said circle. All while the entire symbol was encompassed in another spherical shape.
My attention was now drawn to the sudden movements of the stranger. He started moving towards the nearly visible force field that acted as the finial wall of his imprisonment. This is interesting, it's almost as if he doesn't know the force field is there I mused to myself. The unknown man approached the near invisible wall with the caution of man about to face a rabid rancor. With a tentative hand stretch forward he poked the fourth wall and was greeted with a shock that nearly sent him flying back; however at the same instant there seem to be a simmer of light over his body as he was thrown back. Pitiful fool. Did you really think it would be that easy to escape? I smirked silently at such a foolish attempt. However another thought crossed my mind a moment later wiping the smirk from my mouth. either this the most idiotic man I have ever seen to even attempt such a thing…or this man has never encounter such technology meaning he was from a primitive society. I pondered this for a moment more So this man is one of two things either a fool or a brute. However some of his actions don't support either theories. Interesting…I thought to myself.
I shifted slightly so that the Lieutenant was once again within my field of vision. He was still at the security terminal continuing his work as if I was not there. "Lieutenant!" I snapped off. "What is the status of the prisoner's identity?" I asked. By now the lieutenant was facing me and about to answer my question. "Still attempting identify the prisoner ma'am." He answered crisply "We've run facial recognition on the prisoner through several data bases ma'am. Including Imperial Intelligence, known Rebels and associates, even multiple criminal and civil data bases ma'am. Still no matches to anything. As far as I can tell ma' am he's a ghost with no past. We still have the biometric scans to complete though ma'am. The results will be back within two hours." He spoke as calmly as possible knowing that failure was not an option.
"Very well then lieutenant keep me informed" I replied. It was then that I finally saw the lieutenant's name. Lieutenant Greeves….hmmm interesting I thought to myself as I once again turned my attention to the unknown man.
**Tristian's POV**
Shit! That really fucking hurt! I thought to myself. "Must be a force field of some kind" I mumbled aloud still laying on the polished obsidian floor. I was thrown clean off my feet and a good 3 meters into the air to just land like a sack of rotten potatoes. I lifted myself slightly up so that I could rest on my forearms. "Ring where are we? I asked speaking to the emerald band around my finger, before adding "And give me Power level status report." I was already sitting up when the ring responded "Location unknown, environmental analysis indicates holding cell with advance force field technology. Energy Levels at 55%." I found that first part out the hard way I grumbled to myself. Well I at least I still got power if I have to bust out of here myself. "Thanks for the update ring, return to power conservation mode until further notice" I replied. The computerized voice answered with "Will do lantern 2814.7. Entering power conservation mode." There was a small but audible click as the ring entered its power saving mode.
I sat there for a few more moments looking around this new prison. Time to get off my ass then and start planning my escape. With a small groan I got up back onto my two feet. I placed my hands on my lower back and pushed, in an effort to crack my back which was rewarded with a satisfying crack-snap. All there was in this despicable cell was a raised slab of some kind of polished metallic metal. A bed of some sorts? I think and a really futuristic high tech toilet. Weird place I thought to myself. As far as I can tell unless I just bust my way out of here, I'm going to be here for a while; however on second thought I could play part of the prisoner and find out where I am. I was leaning more towards the latter of the two. If I just break out where am I going to go? I don't where I am or who even captured me. But if just play the role of the prisoner maybe I'll learn something that will help me later I thought to myself.
However I was soon ripped from my thoughts by a familiar sound. The faint sound of boots echoing off the floor. Tap…Tap…Tap.. Tap. Each step getting closer and closer to my little hole in the wall. "Its game time" I muttered to myself more than anything else before sitting on the metallic bed.
There she is. The same chick that beat the shit out of me the last time I woke up. Dam she's almost as tall as me give or take an inch or so. She stood just outside the force field in a robe of some sorts that was for the most part as black as space it's self with brown accents. To top it all off with matching brown boots. We both seemed to be doing the same thing. Studying one another. I noticed a silver cylinder of some sorts clipped around her waist near her left arm. I kept examining her till I noticed something else… Man she's got a killer body despite all the robes and what not. Plus she's easy on the eyes too, a face like a fallen angle with that golden brown hair. And I think she's got colored eyes if I'm not mistaken. Looks like this chica has got it all. I thought aww stricken. But she also packs quite a punch and isn't willing to hold back either. I grunted in pain as I remembered our first encounter. I got to stop thinking with my second head. This woman maybe be beautiful, but she's also deadly and a force to be reckoned with. She could also probably kick my ass in a fair fight. That's when we locked eyes and it became a battle of wills. Of "who was going to blink and back down first." The first to show a sign of weakness. This little stare down would show both of us who was the prey and who is the predator. At first neither one of us showed any sign of surrendering but soon twenty seconds turn into a minute and a minute into five minutes. I could already feel a twitch developing in my right eye from this prolonged stare down. I could see signs of strain upon her face as well, but sadly it was not she who gave in and surrender showing weakness. Aww fuck me man! Fuck! It was my right fucking eye that gave first. I was supposed to win this, not my striking captor. I blinked my eyes a few times to rejuvenate them. Look at that fucking smirk she has on her face. She thinks she's fucking won! Well ant you in for a surprise.
"Most wouldn't even dare to meet my gaze, yet you've held it for five minutes and almost won that little stare down. Impressive." She said very coolly.
"Yeah well I live to impress." I stated sarcastically while rolling my eyes. She was quick to respond "Oh Yes of that I'm quite sure of" equally full of sarcasm. "Speaking of which weren't you the one that nearly beat me senseless when I first woke up?" I asked. "Yes. Yes I am the one who as you so eloquently put it nearly beat you senseless." She stated coldly. "Forgive the brutish tactics if you will, had to see if you were a rebel scumbag" she said while she held my haze.
There's something about the way she looks at me. The way she looks into my eyes. It's very hypnotic and mesmerizing. At the same time though it feels cold as if she staring right through me and into my very soul. I mused to myself, allowing for a small smirk to cross my face at such an enticing sight before me. I had almost forgotten how dangerous she was; however it was her response that finally broke me from these thoughts "I'm sorry who? Rebel Scumbag?" I asked puzzled. "Look lady I don't have any idea what you're talking about" I replied. "I'm quite positive that you know of what I speak of." She said dripping with both malice and sarcasm. "Honest to god lady! I've got no idea what you're talking about. Or rather who you're talking about!" I said with exasperation. "I'll tell you what human. You tell me something, anything and I'll see about giving you something to eat. How's that sound?" She replied in a very monotonic tone as if she were board.
At the first mention of food my stomach answer her agreement before I even had a chance to reply. Her question was meet with a loud growling sound. "Looks like that's a yes to my offer, but I can see you're busy right now so I'll be back." She said with mischief clearly in her eyes. "Two things before I go… ZE-D1 please place the tray right there if you will" she said pointing the spot direct in front of the force field. A humanoid robot appeared out of nowhere and did as commanded, placing a plate of food just outside my temporary reach. "Secondly your name my Friend?" she asked with innocent eyes.
I looked at the food for a couple of seconds before responding with "Jack, its Jack." With hunger evident in my eyes. "Very well then Jack" she said emphasizing my alias. And then just as abruptly as she appeared turned and left.
Fucking bitch I thought just teases me by leaving food just outside of my reach. Fuck! I was frustrated because not only did I lose our little contest but she's also baiting me with food. Man how long has it been now? Three days now? Yeah I think it's been three days…. Crap! I don't even remember the last time even fricken ate was. I thought maliciously. I shook my head trying to clear my pent up frustration I need to be smarter than her if I want to get out of her without exposing who I am. I can't let her prodding and poking get a reaction out of me. I have to keep level headed. "Ring?" I asked in a low voice. "Yes Lantern 2814.7?" Answered the familiar computerized voice. "Can you do me favor and give me a scan of the woman when she returns. As well as that silver cylinder of hers. I don't want any surprises when we finally get out of here." I questioned my ring. "Of course lantern 2814.7." the mechanical voice answered. "Oh and do it stealthy please." I said quietly.
She came back a few minutes later than I anticipated. I could anticipate her approach due to her light footsteps. Here we go again. She stood outside my cell now but the woman had her hood up this time, hiding her face within the shadows of the hood. Her piercing gaze was set upon me and despite the force field and clothing I wore I felt naked beneath such a gaze. By now I had made my way over to what passed as a bed in this hell hole.
My ring lit up slightly as the scans began. "So Jack have you considered my offer then?" she ask with amusement, as if I had any real say in the matter. "And what offer is that?" I replied defiantly. "The one where I don't let you starve to death, as there are many better ways to go then starvation." She responded coldly. "Ah yes I remember now. There one about a subject I may or may not know something about right? Concerning these rebel scum as you said correct?" I said with mixed subtle sarcasm and mischief. Her body language stiffened a bit with annoyance as I replied. "Yes that one." She said obviously not amused with my charades. "Tell you what honey let me out and get me something to eat and I'll spill all I know. Sound fair?" I asked. A flash of anger ran across her face, before there was a long moment of silence as she pondered my offer.
"Deal." She said softly. "ZE-D1 unlock prisoner G3-X946's cell please". She then pick up the food she had left earlier on the floor. "Yes Mistress Carr, right away." Replied the humanoid droid. And not a moment later did the force field give a slight shudder before complete turning off.
She walked right into the cell with the plate of food and as she took that last step into my cell. Only then did force field reactivate locking the both of us in my miserable cell. "Hey! We had a deal!" I said. "Yes, we do but you did not say it had to be in any specific order. Plus you failed to completely express your terms. So I am honoring our terms, but as I see fit." She said holding my gaze captive the entire time. "Ah fuck it. As long as I get to eat the food you brought." I responded. "Indeed you will Jack. Here you go." She replied handing me the food which consisted of a piece of bread, a slice of some kind of meat and an apple. I took the plate and almost immediately began to scarf down the food. Without a care in the world due to my extreme hunger.
I was half way through my meal when I began to slow down and actually taste my food. The entire time this Carr character was leaning against the wall just watching me as I engulfed my food. That's when I noticed something was off about my food. It taste… Well it just taste weird, plus I have this feeling in the pit of my stomach. Why is she just watching me? She looks like she's just waiting for something to happen… "I trust the food is well?" she said once she noticed that I had stopped consuming my food. "No actually it's not well." I said with an emphasizes on well. "If I didn't know any better I'd say that my food been laced with something." I said suspiciously. She just stared laughing "Haha! Hahaha! You pitiful fool of course it's been laced with something. But don't worry it won't kill you, I'll save that pleasure for myself." Full of contempt and a bit of pity.
My vision was the first to become impaired, everything becoming blurry. Definable shapes transforming into unrecognizable ones. Next my was my center of balance, I started shifting from right to left, left to right before I finally hit the ground. "Fuck me" were my last words before Carr stood over me with a malevolent simile. She said "Good night Jack." Before I was surrounded by darkness once more…
** Dark Jedi Nova POV**
Finally! The fool is unconscious. Time to get to work and see what he knows. With "Jack" sprawled out on the floor I simply turn him on to his back. Placing my hands over his heart and head before entering a Sith mind reading meditation state. Now let's see who you really are….
** Tristian's POV **
Pain. That's the first thing I noticed, the pain. My pain, my body aching all over. I still had my eyes shut tight and that's when I noticed the smell. An unforgettable stench of blood. I was leaning against the wall of my parents' home. Their mutilated bodies not far from where I laid and off towards the center of the room was that yellow bastard and my poor sister slumped on the floor before him.
Her once lively, joyful, and colorful face now lifeless, somber, and devoid of color. Her clothes decorated in the crimson liquid that once sustained her. Even in death she was as graceful and beautiful as an angel. My sister…
Any and all feeling of sadness and remorse was soon replaced by white hot rage. A rage that I had failed to protect my sister. A rage at myself because I did not somehow fight harder to save her and my parents. A rage which now fueled me for what I was about to do.
Slowly standing up with a few grunts of pain and fueled by a combination of pure rage and sheer willpower I manage to stand up. I face my enemy, the murder of my beloved sister. Pure hatred in my eyes. The squid appears satisfied, he looks upon my dead sister as an art dealer would at a piece of art with appreciation and wonder. I wipe the blood that has accumulated around my lips and now surely broken nose with my forearm. I bend down to quickly pick up my only weapon against the bastard. The silver butchers knife. Holding it out like sword with my right hand and left hand out and open. I blocked out any fear that was ever present, fear that would only hamper me when I fought the squid. "Hey asshole!" I yelled with contempt obvious in my voice. The squid makes eye contact with before answering. "What scumbag!" he said in annoyance more than anything else. "That's my sister you just killed. You ugly motherfucker." I said very coolly and coldly. By now there were sounds coming from outside, some sort of scuffle by the sounds of it.
My focus almost wavered for the briefest of moments. I thought I saw a figure standing within the shadows, as if some kind of passive observer. There were no defined lines nor shapes just a silhouette of what looked like a faceless and hooded figure. Even if I could not physically see the mysterious figures eyes I could feel their heavy gaze on me. It was a chilling one, where I could feel the cold seep into my very bones. Then there was nothing no chill, no feeling of someone watching me, and no more figure. I shook my head to in an attempt to clear it. It must have been my imagination…
"You're going to pay for what you did." I said before charging at him like a seasoned warrior with no fear. With a cool calm radiating from me. You'll pay for what you did alright. The yellow menace then once again summoned his own weapons. This time though a short sword and a shield. He waits for my charge, as cool as a rock. I made a wild slash at his head and was greeted by his shield. The squid attempted to counter my attack with his own sword, but I intercepted his attack with my free left hand. Smacking it out of the way like a martial artist would, before landing a kick to the squid's "leg." The squid backed up a bit creating a much needed space for him. A space where he would have the advantage, an advantage I could not allow him to have. Got to close the distance between us, the more room he has the more he can maneuver. I attempted to close the distance between us again by striking at him with a wild swing before the attack was blocked. Once that shield came up I delivered a pushed kick with all the power that I could muster. Driving my leg into the light constructed shield and was greeted with satisfying smack as his own means of protection hit the squid square in the face. Fuck that felt good. Really good. Stunning him for the moment, long enough for my knife to make contact with the tentacle holding the sort sword. Leaving a gash about four inches long resulting in a few rivets of the squids emerald blood to run down said tentacle. Yes!
Finally released from his stupor the squid looked enrage at the fact that not only had I manage to draw blood not once but twice. Something that squid was obviously not pleased about. "Oh you've done it now Earth Scum." He said. I just smirked at his remarked while we circled each other again. I was looking for an opening to exploit. Looks like his left side is weaker than his right... I thought I saw a chance to strike and charged forward again with my knife slashing at the squids head, but this time he was ready for me. And rammed me with his tawny shield throwing me back a few paces. I grunted with pain as the air left my lungs. This time I was slow to react and he continue his attack utilizing the shimmering yellow sword. Slashing at my arm and drawing a crimson line of blood up the length of my arm.
The strike forced me to fall flat back onto my ass. Fuck that hurt. The knife dropping from my hand and landing a foot away from me during the fall. Too far for me to reach and counter attack with enough time to spare. So I did the only thing I could I started crawling backwards, but every time I moved back the squid advanced. I moved till my back was against the wall, I was at my wits end no more moves left to be made. So this is how I die. Or so I thought….
Boom! The front door was blown in, from the outside, shattering the stained oak door into a thousand pieces. This startled both the yellow uniformed squid and I. "Step away from the human." Said an imposing humanoid alien figure dressed in a black and green uniform that reminded me much of the Superhero known as Green Lantern. The Squid emanated a mixture of rage and fear at this new foe, but all the same answered with a "Or what Lantern? You going to kill me? A Sinestro Corps member?" It asked malevolently and mockingly. "Actually yes. I will." The humanoid said as it point the ring at the other extraterrestrial. A second later, but before the squid's wits could even register a beam of virescent energy plowed into the shocked alien. Driving him through the wall and into the garage and slamming into my father's green 1976 Ford Pick-up Truck. Woah that's so fricken cool and he's definitely out for the count. Creating an easily visible outline of his slimly body into the side of the car.
The humanoid one did not even take a second glance at me, once he and the squid were engaged in a battle. Instead it seemed more focused on the battle at hand, thus giving me a much needed respite from the squid's duel. Just as the humanoid approached the gapping in the wall with his ring held high he entered. My savoir was blasted straight out of room bathing in stream of yellow light and into the opposite wall as me. The lantern landed with a thud as he now attempted to climbed his way out if the wall he was embedded in. While digging himself out of the wall the squid had returned to the living room, now glowing with an aura of yellow light surrounding his entire body. The lantern now free of a temporary prison answer the squid's appearance with his own. A vibrant green shower of light emanating from the lantern's body. So forgotten was I that I could have been no more than a fly on the wall when compared to these two.
No words were expresses, no humor nor warnings said. Now it came down to one thing just who was going to win the fight, because there can be only one victor and one loser. Both figures started throwing powerful energy beam attacks at the other. Both would either avoided or deflected the beam back or used a temporary shield. The entire battle I was off to the side watching as the two titans went toe to toe with another, neither holding back. Kind of reminds me of a light show. Except its only yellow and green lights. I thought to myself. The battle continued for about 30 seconds more before the Lantern finally made direct contact with a powerful attack at Sinestro Corps Member. The attack sent the squid flying into a wall with a sickening crunch and snap. He was slumped against the wall and made no movement once he was there. The Lantern confidently strolled across the room to where his opponent laid with his head high. By now there was a small amount of pooled emerald blood underneath the squid likes alien's body.
"Surrender" The Lantern said calmly, but triumphantly. There was a pause before the lantern spoke again. "Surrender or forfeit your life Sinestro scum." He spoke with much more arrogance then before. He was once again greeted with silence. The squid could barely keep its eyes open and breath, let alone answer the lantern. Its breaths came in fast and unsteady, very wheezy. Much like the noises one would expect of that of a dying animal right before it inhales its final breath of life.
I had finally managed to stand up as I attempted to walk towards my savior. One step. One step forward was all it took for me to tumble down to the floor again. It was as if my legs were that of a new born gazelle, wobbly and weak. Though I fell flat on my face once more, I was closer to my savoir then before. Closer to the squid who murder my family. The resulting thud of my crash had caught the attention of both extraterrestrials. One peering over his shoulder, the other locking eyes with me. As I held the squid gaze I could see the ever diminishing light become extinguish forever from his eyes. They looked so sad, so afraid. I almost felt sorry for the alien, then a small part of my mind reveled in the squids impending demise.
"So be it." Replied the lantern with authority, and with that single thought a beam of light terminated the Sinestro Corps member's life. The last of the light in the squid's eyes left once the lantern executed him with single beam of verdant energy. That's was when his eyes became empty, hallow, and finally dark.
"Humph." The Lantern grunted. He turned to face me. "Better dead anyways. Now you are?" He question with a slight curiosity. "Umm Tristian. The Name's Tristian." I mumble too focused on the corpse of my family's murder. The bastards dead and I still feel the anger at what he's done to my family and me. He's dead now and so is everyone else I love…. B-but I'm still alive… I took a deep breath and shook my head trying to physically dislodge my train of thoughts from progressing forward with that thought.
While lost momentarily in my thoughts the lantern followed my gaze to the now deceased Sinestro Corps member and notice the three other human bodies in the room. Three dead humans that all had similar features to one another. Making the deduction he open his mouth to speak. "I am sorry for your-" He stopped mid-sentence before looking down to see that a golden spike protruding from his chest. Dead center to be precise and stuck out four inches from his body. It looked something similar to a grappling hook, but instead of holding something up. It pierced right through the lanterns body with ease.
This all happened within the course of 10 maybe 15 seconds at most. But to me and certainly for the lantern it felt more like 10 minutes. It was almost like time slowed down for that very moment. Then without warning the grappling hook expanded. Four prongs opened up expanding the radius of the grappling hook. Once open the grappling hook was ripped back and with it the now lifeless body of my savior. Flown across the room towards the front door back to the owner of grappling hook. Now on the floor there was a gaping hole from where the grappling hook had exited with a disturbing squish. Lifeless as a rock the new intruder stepped forward from the blinding head lights of my truck.
There he stood. Cocky, arrogant, and brutish. The Shark from earlier with a crazed simile plaster on his face. Looking down and admiring his handy work. Nothing was said, there was only an unforgiving silence between us. What finally drew his attention was when the ring shot up and said "Green Lantern replacement found. Threat detected, engaging safety features." In a much mechanized voice. The ring flew to me. With an outstretched hand it came forward placing itself on my ring finger. There was a blinding flash of bright green. It was so bright that the surviving Sinestro Corps member brought his hands up to shield his eyes. It was as if there was now an emerald star burning bright, leaving no shadow, no darkness. No safe refuge for anything not of the light to hide. No crack nor crevice where the light did not touch…