Post by Caitlin Windancer on Sept 4, 2010 16:06:43 GMT -5
Go! I will take care of this.
But Cait...
Don't argue,Scylla. Go! there is not much time.
Raise him in the light, promise me this.
I will. She takes one last desperate look at Cait and seeing her determined expression; she gathers Tristan to her and runs as Cait steps between Glow and the Sith Lords cutting them off from following her and Tristan.
Foolish Jedi! You cannot win. You know not the power of the darkside. You will die in pain this I promise you.
No, it is you who will not win. You have already lost little sithlings. The power of light will always win in the end. This you have not learned but you are about to learn the full power of the Force and the light. May the Vala have mercy upon you because no else will. She is glowing with a soft light it begins to grow and the Sith laugh thinking she is bluffing. She shimmers and begins to change. Large silvery wings appear and form. The light intensifies.
The Jedi have made it to their ships and take off.
A brilliant white light glows around her it pulses as it grows. It catches the Sith Lords by surprise they have no time to react before the light engulfs them. They no more than a moment to scream in terror when they burst into flames of light and disappear into the light's core.
The light grows and grows consuming all in its path. Sith acolytes and troops run in all directions but it does them no good they are consumed by the light before they go more than a few steps. Their screams of terror are suddenly silenced when the light touches them.
The Jedi in orbit around the planet watch in awe as the planet is surrounded in an immense ball of light until it is too bright to look upon. Then the light with a large ripple through the Force suddenly disappears along with her presence in the Force. Their friend and fellow Jedi is felt no more in the Force...
****Several hours later on a small, uncharted, uninhabited moon on the fringes of the Mustafar system***
A young woman that looks about 16 years old stirs, her eyelids flutter open and she groans as the bright light hits her dark blue nearly violet eyes. She covers her eyes with her hand and sits up. She rubs her head hoping the pain and empty feeling goes away. She looks around but doesn't recognize anything. Nothing looks familiar. She gets unsteadily to her feet. She brushes back her long, silvery white hair.
Where am I? Better yet, WHO am I? She wrinkled her forehead in thought but nothing will come. She has no idea who she is or even what her name is. There is an empty place inside her head where her name and who she is should be.
She looks around and she is standing in a large field of flowers. All else seems to be barren rock. Nearby on the edge of the flowers is a small camp set up.
There is a duffel bag, a small tent, a food chest,a small folding table and chair in the camp. There is some dishes, silverware and cooking utensils laying on top of the table. The food chest is sitting next to the table. After glancing at the food chest,table and chair,she walks over to the bag unsteadily to see if it perhaps holds a clue to who she is.
She bends over the bag to open it and nearly falls over. Her balance is still not what it should be. She slumps down next to the bag. She then opens it. She is not sure what she will find.
She frowns in puzzlement when she sees the contents. No papers or identification.Clothes, shoes, a brush and comb set, a hygiene kit, a small box that usually used for jewelry, a book of what looks like poetry, a flute and....weapons? She rubs her forehead puzzled. The contents doesn't help her much. It only confuses her more. Though she seems to recognize the contents as being hers.
I can see most of the things but weapons? And why in the bag and not on me?
She sighs. That wasn't much help. She thinks as she closes the bag. She gets up and peeks inside the tent. It is empty except for a cot and sleeping bag. Well at least I have shelter, she thinks.
But Cait...
Don't argue,Scylla. Go! there is not much time.
Raise him in the light, promise me this.
I will. She takes one last desperate look at Cait and seeing her determined expression; she gathers Tristan to her and runs as Cait steps between Glow and the Sith Lords cutting them off from following her and Tristan.
Foolish Jedi! You cannot win. You know not the power of the darkside. You will die in pain this I promise you.
No, it is you who will not win. You have already lost little sithlings. The power of light will always win in the end. This you have not learned but you are about to learn the full power of the Force and the light. May the Vala have mercy upon you because no else will. She is glowing with a soft light it begins to grow and the Sith laugh thinking she is bluffing. She shimmers and begins to change. Large silvery wings appear and form. The light intensifies.
The Jedi have made it to their ships and take off.
A brilliant white light glows around her it pulses as it grows. It catches the Sith Lords by surprise they have no time to react before the light engulfs them. They no more than a moment to scream in terror when they burst into flames of light and disappear into the light's core.
The light grows and grows consuming all in its path. Sith acolytes and troops run in all directions but it does them no good they are consumed by the light before they go more than a few steps. Their screams of terror are suddenly silenced when the light touches them.
The Jedi in orbit around the planet watch in awe as the planet is surrounded in an immense ball of light until it is too bright to look upon. Then the light with a large ripple through the Force suddenly disappears along with her presence in the Force. Their friend and fellow Jedi is felt no more in the Force...
****Several hours later on a small, uncharted, uninhabited moon on the fringes of the Mustafar system***
A young woman that looks about 16 years old stirs, her eyelids flutter open and she groans as the bright light hits her dark blue nearly violet eyes. She covers her eyes with her hand and sits up. She rubs her head hoping the pain and empty feeling goes away. She looks around but doesn't recognize anything. Nothing looks familiar. She gets unsteadily to her feet. She brushes back her long, silvery white hair.
Where am I? Better yet, WHO am I? She wrinkled her forehead in thought but nothing will come. She has no idea who she is or even what her name is. There is an empty place inside her head where her name and who she is should be.
She looks around and she is standing in a large field of flowers. All else seems to be barren rock. Nearby on the edge of the flowers is a small camp set up.
There is a duffel bag, a small tent, a food chest,a small folding table and chair in the camp. There is some dishes, silverware and cooking utensils laying on top of the table. The food chest is sitting next to the table. After glancing at the food chest,table and chair,she walks over to the bag unsteadily to see if it perhaps holds a clue to who she is.
She bends over the bag to open it and nearly falls over. Her balance is still not what it should be. She slumps down next to the bag. She then opens it. She is not sure what she will find.
She frowns in puzzlement when she sees the contents. No papers or identification.Clothes, shoes, a brush and comb set, a hygiene kit, a small box that usually used for jewelry, a book of what looks like poetry, a flute and....weapons? She rubs her forehead puzzled. The contents doesn't help her much. It only confuses her more. Though she seems to recognize the contents as being hers.
I can see most of the things but weapons? And why in the bag and not on me?
She sighs. That wasn't much help. She thinks as she closes the bag. She gets up and peeks inside the tent. It is empty except for a cot and sleeping bag. Well at least I have shelter, she thinks.
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