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Post by Grandpa on Aug 4, 2006 23:40:41 GMT -5
The space around the dead planet Ruusan was empty and the planet below teamed with the souls of the dead Jedi and Sith.
Out of no where, at least 15 large cruisers came out of hyperspace. They were an unknown desigin. Then a three shuttles came out of the largest ship.
The unknown force user was drawn to the planet by its intense power in the force.
When the ships landed and the dust cleared, a short man walked out. He stood out on the barren hard ground and looked out.
He looked at an old man, who was sitting cross legged in the dirt not a hundred feet away.
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Post by Grandpa on Aug 4, 2006 23:49:01 GMT -5
Grandpa rose to his feet. He tunred to see the short man who was standing in front of at least 30 men. Grandpa could feel the power in a few of the men surrounding the short one, but felt nothing for the short one himself.
"I have reason to believe you are the attackers of a innocent village on Myrkr. By order of the Jedi Council, I place you under arrest." Grandpa walked slowly twords them.
The short one wore ragged cloths and had dark brown skin. He wore strange shoes and a rather large trible mask with wide, yellow eyes.
"Kill him." The short one said. 25 men with blasters decended on Grandpa. He took his saber off his belt and ignited the emerald blade.
"Have it your way." The men started shooting. They were great shots, and aimed in stratigec places on Granpdpa's body. Grandpa's saber became a blurr as it shot the blaster bolts back at the enemies.
Grandpa used force speed, and quickly ran up to the men. He started to slash at them, cutting at their arms and making cuts on their legs. After two minutes, all the men were dead or incapacitated. Grandpa stood ten feet from the remaining five.
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Post by Grandpa on Aug 4, 2006 23:56:59 GMT -5
The last five men, one of which was the short man, stood calmly in front of Grandpa.
"You are good old man, but another test for you...perhaps?" The short man said as the other four turned on light sabers. Each one had a different color. One was yellow, another orange, then red and purple.
They all attacked in unisen, placeing careful strikes at Grandpa. He quickly made a jump back to gain a better foot. He landed and saw that the men had wasted no time in going after him. Grandpa stepped into Soresu and fought the men.
He stayed on the defense, waiting to make a strike. He easily blocked every swing as he was a master of Soresu. He found an oppening and struck down the red saber guy. He force pushed the orange saber and swung a wide, horizantal swing at the purples neck.
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Post by Grandpa on Aug 5, 2006 0:01:36 GMT -5
Grandpa took out the yellow saber and switched into Ataru. He forced the remaining two into a defensive possition, then he used a force wave and knocked them both back to the ground.
Grandpa pounced and took out the purple saber. He now stood toe to toe with the orange saber guy. Grandpa took a neutral stance and waited for the man to attack. As soon as he did, Grandpa blocked off the initial attack and sent a kick to the mans chest. He quickly pounced on him and cut his head clean off.
Grandpa turned his head and pointed his saber to the short man.
"Last chance. Surrender or fall."
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Post by Grandpa on Aug 5, 2006 0:19:20 GMT -5
The short man laughed.
"You think you can order me? I think it is time someone died." The man drew a saber hilt. He ignited a short purple blade and stood in a defensive back stance.
Grandpa didnt know what to make of the man's style. It was time he found out.
Grandpa rushed the man in ataru. He came in with wide and powerful swings, but they were easily and quickly deflected. The short man kept on the defensive for a short time before he sent in a strong punch to Grandpa's chest.
Grandpa flew back and landed on his knees. He coughed up a little blood and got back up. His breathing was a bit harder, but not much. He came back in with a force push, but it was usless. The short man had used force armor and the push was decipated.
Grandpa still went in and sent a barrage of strong yet well placed attacks. They were all again deflected. The short man was toying with Grandpa, and he soon sent in a barrage of punches and kicks. Grandpa was being beaten harshly as the short mansent in punch after punch, kick after kick. Soon Grandpa found himself on the ground, gasping for air.
The short man raised his hand and lifted Grandpa from the ground using the force.
"You foolish old man. My power is far greater than yours, and far greater than anyone in the galaxy. I think it's time your age caught up with you." Grandpa felt a constriction on his body. Soon, he was thrown into a large rock. He was picked up again in the force and slammed to the ground.
He was picked up once more, and held up. He was nearing unconciousness as he raised his beat up face. His body was broken, and he had almost no strength. His lungs started to feel tight and his breathing sped up. He was sufficating, and soon he could not breath at all. After a minute, Grandpa passed on. His body was thrown off to the side.
The short man smiled under his mask as he turned and went back into one of the shuttles. He took off and went to the capital ship. The ships all flew into hyperspace.
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