The Unforeseen Threat: Ch 08 – Looming Shadows

Bleeea-duooh-aaahhhaaa… Bleeea- dooouh-ooouh…. Ooo-ahh-baa-haa…

The data droid continued to transfer it’s recordings into the lab’s mainframe computer. Within seconds there was video-playback on screen.

The video displayed a darkly armored man snapping the neck of Liam-wil Turner onboard the Pallarbeck. The dark man had never touched him – it was a Sith. As Turner fell to the floor the Sith spun around as a whistle was heard to the side. Now General Sparzz could be seen holding a prototype biometric launcher on his shoulder. Sparzz fired the weapon and it sent the Sith flying into a command console.

Sparzz walked over to the dark-armored Sith and they conversed for a moment. Behind Sparzz an object could be seen levitating and in an instant it flipped in the air and shot out a long crimson blade, severing the general’s arms. Seconds later the Sith could be seen jumping out of the command console, staggering to his feet.

“That’s quite the toy Sparzz, but no weapon is significant next to the power of the darkside,” the Sith shouted out just before he walked over towards the recording unit. As he pressed a button, the recording equipment shut down.

“The weapon is still not ready.” A man in a white lab coat stated as he switched off the monitor. “We need to find a way to cut them off from the force.”

“With all due respect Master Henaat, we just don’t have that kind of technology,” a scientist tried to reason. “How can you stop a Sith from channeling the force? All they have to do is think it, and they can do anything.”

“Well if we knew that, we wouldn’t be here my friend,” Master Henaat stated as he turned back towards his lab team. Henaat had a young face, but his long silver hair looked as though it was colored by the wisdom of many years. His hair flowed just past his shoulders, but on top it was spiked like a crown. The style gave him a look as though he was a genius, and that his knowledge was the greatest weapon one could possess.

“My friends,” he said as he extended his arms, “you are not like the Jedi & the Sith, or even the commandos. One could say, that you are mere mortals, but that does not mean you do not play a major part in this war. Anything that has advanced this war has come from you, the scientists. When the republic needed a way to heal troops in battle, we engineered the bacta packs. When they needed a larger radius attack, we gave them the EMP cannon. If it was not for us, especially this lab, they wouldn’t even have their advanced cortosis armor. All these technologies that the republic sought, and believed was impossible, we gave them. So when they ask us to design a weapon targeted for use against the Sith, and you say it’s impossible, I say it is just another day at the office for us.”

The team of scientists went wild with applause as their leader encouraged them from the video platform.

“Study whatever this little guy has for us,” gesturing to the data droid. “When they ask for the impossible, it’s our job to give it to them, so we will find a way.”

The scientists continued their applause as Henaat finished his speech and stepped down from the platform. As he began to walk through the scientists, they went back to their work stations. Henaat made his way through the crowd, and headed to the sole door occupying the rear wall of the lab. Swiping his security key through the reader, the door opened with a “swish” before Henaat, and he was granted access into his personal study. As he walked to the back of the office he placed his hands on his desk and rested for a moment.

They want to cut a Sith off from the force? How do they expect me to do that. All they have to do is think something and… “All they have to do is think it!” Master Henaat jumped back from his desk and ran to one of his many book shelves in the study. He scanned the shelf and quickly pulled out a thick spine, hide bound book, and threw it on the desk. He quickly opened the tomb and began searching the pages rapidly. “All they have to do is think it,” he repeated with a grin. Continue reading

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The Unforeseen Threat: Ch 02 – Commencement

Before I knew it, we were coming out of hyperspace. In the distance I could see a planet that seemed as though it was covered entirely by desert. This had to be Korriban, the planet where I would begin my training.

During our flight Darth Neeru had told me that Korriban is one of the original home worlds of the Sith, and buried under the millennia old deserts I would find the tombs of these Sith. Perhaps the darkness of these ancient Sith would still be present in the tombs, just as it had in Freedon Nadd’s back on Dxun. If I wanted to learn all I could about the force and the darkside, I would have to find some of these tombs.

“Tenaz,” I heard Neeru say, “the power of the darkside that you felt back on Dxun will be insignificant next to the power you will witness on Korriban.” Just then, as if on cue, I began to feel the darkness emanating from the planet below, even though we were still a good distance from the surface. Feeling the power from the planet below made me feel only one thing- hunger. Hunger to take in as much of it as I could, so that I could master the darkness for myself.

As we began our descent to the planet’s surface all I could see was desert. Suddenly I watched as the desert floor began to open beneath the ship. As I tried to make sense of what I was seeing it became obvious to me. It was a ship hanger, which was hidden beneath the surface of the desert planet. Neeru brought the ship down into the hanger with ease.

From inside the ship I could see a countless number of ships, many resembling Vandin’s “Diemos.” Besides the one-manned starfighters, there were also many other ships, all seemingly serving a different purpose. There were several ships that I believed to be transport ships. Each looked as though they could hold as many as twenty to thirty troops at a time. There were also several heavier armed ships, possibly to lead an onslaught of the smaller ships into battle. In an area all their own, I saw many different types of speeder bikes, all which looked as though they were customized to the rider’s comfort and liking.

Pulling me away from my daze, I heard the release of the ship’s ramp as my entrance into the desert world was opened. I followed Neeru as he led me down the ramp and through the massive hanger. As I walked through the hanger, I realized that it was even bigger than I thought when I was still in my seat. As we approached a massive durasteel door, Neeru simply wiped his hand across the air as if to move something out of his way, and the larger door opened with ease.

I followed Neeru down a dark corridor until we came to a stop in front of a smaller durasteel door. Standing there I became more aware of my surroundings. I could feel how dense the darkness was here, craving to be used – to be used by me.

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