Post by Revan on Mar 7, 2006 17:24:00 GMT -5
Man! This project is old as hell...well, maybe hell is older, but sheesh.
Anyway. Im totally going to do a wipe, and restart.
Omeewan hopefully will make the SWG clone armored troopers. Helmets on/off, ARC versions, Battleworn. It's all good. And hopefully he'll help with Mort and Morkov. I just need new heads on either the bandon model, or I dunno. Hopefully Omee will help.
Anyway, here's the NEW chapter 1! [glow=red,2,300]ENJOY!![/glow]
STAR WARS
Exile’s Voyage
Epilogue
[It’s a cloudy evening on the planetary-sphere, famously known as Coruscant. Almost endless strings of traffic fill the cloudy horizon. The Camera pans down to behind a hooded figure. Then it showed his face. The background was the burning Jedi Temple.Then the figure walks off. Then the narrator speaks while the scene is half way done.]
[Scene fades into people in the streets, and the figure walking among the many citizens.]
The streets were full of different kinds of scum, royalty, and common people. There were rumors that JEDI are still within the core of the system, were these rumors true? The answer from most Imperials of the Grand Galactic Empire would most likely be: [shows Imperial talking to a citizen.]
Imperial:Impossible! We’ve hunted down these traitors to their very last person. There are no more of these beasts living amongst all these peaceful Imperial citizens. If there were still JEDI, I am sure that they are stone-cold corpses right now!
[Narrator continues. Shows a few Jedi hiding in the sewers. Then a few getting killed by clones.]
But most of the citizens would know that’s a false fact. There has got to be one JEDI at least, or two, maybe three? No person, force sensitive being, nor animal could be extinct to the last. That being said, the JEDI were the best thing to happen to the Republic, but that’s before the Emperor rose to power. The Emperor taking place as a chancellor.
[Shows Emperor in the senate. Fades into Rebels in a small battle with Imperial troops. Shows alot of Rebels getting slaughtered. Z-95's blowing up in a space map. Venator in background. Then it shows a Rebel trooper just standing.]
Looking away from the Imperial side, the Rebel Alliance are making preparations to take down this mammoth of an empire and put an end to the Galactic Civil War. In their eyes, they knew they were losing, but within their hearts, they were for sure that they were winning. They hadn’t any JedI to help them lead their forces to victory. They hadn’t intel, or necessary firepower to take down the grandest of Imperial reign. They needed a JEDI to help their cause, but they didn’t know where to turn.
The JEDI are wandering the farthest parts of the galaxy, avoiding the wretched, evil Empire.
But wait, is there a fellow who still lives? Not much people know this man, and that being explained, it’s me, Karag Drakas. I have served the JEDI order for a good long time. I’ve been in great times, and then I’ve been in horrible, unbearable times. I have tight relationships with Kenobi. He is a great friend. Whenever he needs me, I voyage to his home, deep in the Dune Sea. Terrible stuff out there at that. Unlike most pupils within the formerly known JEDI order, I was a special cause. I maybe viewed as human, but really I’m not. I’m of a different type of race. Genetically enhanced beings. Dating back, our species were known to be among the first in this galaxy. Now however, our numbers are very scarce, very limited. I’m among one of the last survivors of the Mandalorian crusade that lasted at least a century in our part of the Galaxy.
It’s been two years since the “Tragedy” .
[Clones turning on their Jedi Generals.]
I dare once not to look upon that horrifying nightmare. My comrades, my own troops, firing on me when I was leading our victory on Kashyyyk! I knew they truly didn’t want to, but they were tainted by the dark side of the force. I knew there was something wrong with Palpatine, but I just couldn’t get a clear image. The clone troopers were made especially for this purpose? Pleasing a Sith Lord to his most desirable wishes? The Clone Wars were just an amusement, I suppose. He just wanted to cover everything up… this war was some scheme in bringing the Sith back to power, which they hadn’t claimed for almost a millennia, and it was a hell of a good scheme too. This hit us like an invisible brick.
We must do something about this, and take down the Sith once and for all!
I’ve decided to go to contact an old comrade during the Clone Wars. Goes by the name “Mort” , an ex-clone trooper Kashyyyk Operative commando. Maybe he’d have intel on this. He figured out that the Republic had been smelted down into an evil reign of terror, shortly after the Battle of Kashyyyk at the end of the war, and quit the Empire fully.
I figured I’d get down behind this and figure out what was really going on.
Chapter 1
Switch: [waving] Heh, you take care, Drakas!
Karag: You too Switch. May the force be with you!
Switch: Pfft, whatever ya ‘ol dog!
[Karag gets on a swoop and drives away.]
Karag: [Thinking] Why’d it have to come to this? All the JedI….gone?
[Camera shows Karag getting off his swoop and walking into a cantina. Then scene showing him sitting at the bar.]
Bartender: Yea, Drakas, that’ll be 45 credits.
Karag: Upped the price again, I see Nex? Very well, but you’re cleaning me out awfully fast.
Bartender: Sorry, Karag, but I’ve got a huge debt to pay to Borvo the Hutt
Karag: Borvo the Hutt….placed a bounty…on a bartender’s head? What in the hell did you do to him to make him go hotwire…?
Thug: Arr…that’s nun of yer concern, punk!
[Three men were standing behind Karag. They looked like nothing more then a couple of poor desperate thugs.]
Karag: Excuse me, kind sir, but what is your name?
Thug: Why’d ya wanner kno’, Bantha fodder?
Karag: Because you're one of the people bothering my friend….I cannot allow you to disturb him any longer.
Thug: Heheh, get a load of this hir guy, fellas! Listen feller, if you want us to leave him alone…if you beat meh in a Sabaac game, then we’ll leave this er Bantha fodder alone.
Karag: [Nodding his head] Alright…but I’m not much of a gambler…
[Thug gets up, Karag gets up. Karag force pulls. Obtains pistol. Blasts thug in front, and behind. Then melee's two other thugs. Smoke starts to fill the room. Karag runs out back. Scene goes to two thugs that were looking around. Then Imperial storm officer and other is pointing their weapons at the two.]
ST Officer: Freeze! Under Imperial directive- A12b-CC125, you are here by under arrest for disturbing the peace!
Thug: WHAT!?
ST Officer: Please put your hands behind your heads and drop to the floor.
[Thugs just kneel.]
Thug: We hate you Imperial scum.
ST Officer 2: Ya, be sure to tell that to the prison guards at the Imperial Planetary Prison; the newest add to Imperial law enforcement.
[Scene goes back to Karag. Running toward a starport.]
ST Security: Halt, you there!
[Karag stops infront of the imperial]
ST Security: By Imperial law, all persons entering and or leaving the star port, must be searched for any illegal contraband or shipped weapons. Any illegal items found on your person, you will be held at the local police station and will remain there until told otherwise. Do you comply? … like you have no other choice anyway.
[pause]
ST Security: What’s this??
Karag:[sounding convincing]That’s my trophy I got after I killed one of those JEDI pests here earlier this morning. Was quite a challenge, but I got em!
St Security: I see, well, you’re clear to go Bounty Hunter. Have a safe flight.
[Camera shows stormtrooper walk up to the security trooper. Then Karag turns around]
ST Officer:HEY YOU! …. BLAST EM!
[Karag activates his saber. Running away and blasters are being fired at him.]
Chapter 2
[Camera is viewing a ramp at horizon line level. Then a blaster bolt hits the wall.]
StormTrooper 1: Get back here, Jedi!
Stormtrooper 2: Give it up!
Stormtrooper 3: Execute Order 66!
Karag: Oh...I don't think so...
ST1: We have you cornered Jedi...surrender...and we MAY spare your life....
Karag: Heh...
[Karag runs to the wall, runs up it, Stormtroopers are firing at him. Karag lands behind them, and then runs for the hangar]
Stormtrooper 1: Ummf!
[Stormtrooper 1 runs after Karag]
Stormtrooper 1: Leave him to me, stay here and make sure he doesn't get out.
Stormtrooper 2: Yes, sergeant!
[Camera is viewing in a somewhat downward position. Then it follows where Stormtrooper 1 is heading. Then it gets an up close shot of him, and Karag is behind him.]
Karag: Oh, you'll have to do much better than that, Imperial!
Stormtrooper :Jedi Scum!
[The Stormy shoots where Karag was. Karag is too fast for him. Karag slips onto a ship and quickly shuts the door]
Stormtrooper: We need heavy support!
[An entire Stormtrooper squad comes in with T-21 Light Repeating Blasters\
Stormtrooper: FIRE!!! FIRE AT WILL!!
[The stormtroopers start firing at the ship. Blaster bolts fly everywhere.]
Karag: Are there any weapons on this rust bucket! Ugh!
[Karag arms the auto-turrets. They open fire on the Stormtroopers. Karag flies away in the stolen transport]
Stormtrooper: Damn!
Karag: That was too close. Now I need to get out of this system...before I become mince meat by those close-by Imperial Venator Star Destroyers.
[Blue lasers go across Karag's ships bow.]
[In Karag's mind, "And remember son, the force will be with you....always...."]
Karag: I know dad....I know. I need to set a course for a friendly system, hmmm...Sullust? No, too volcanic...and besides, Mustafar was bad enough. Hmm, maybe...Talus. It's neutral right now, and probably my best bet. Setting course for Talus, Dearic Starport. Coordinates set and....
[Karag engages lightspeed. Scene cuts to the command Venator Star Destroyer. Camera cuts to a cloaked figure.]
Unknown Figure: And what of the exile? Did you apprehend him?
Captain: We almost had them, sire, bu...*choking sound*
Unkown: You've failed me....FOR THE LAST TIME, Captain Voggra!
Voggra: Ugh..er.. I swea...swear... I...we...couldn't..*ack* have anticipated...urh that he would....engage lightspeed ... ugh er...*still choking* [Voggra falls to the floor, unconcious.]
Unknown: Now...Im sure that set a valuable example for all of you here. Do or die trying.
Comms Operator: Uh..h...
Unknown: Yes? Anything you'd like to add?
Comms Operator: There's a transmission..uhh..from Vader, Lord Mellichae.
Mellichae: Very well, trooper, make it so. I wished to speak with him.
Comms: Yes, my lord.
Vader: My apprentice...ahh, have you captured the Jedi traitor?
Mellichae: Not yet, my master. He jumped to light speed a short while ago, and we can't locate his trace.
Vader: Agh! That Jedi is indeed a smart one! But it is ok, my apprentice. This Jedi I am after, which I am sure I told you, has a very strong link to Obi-wan.
Mellichae: I am wary, my master. I will locate him soon enough, and deal with him.
Vader: No....you will send him to me...and then I will get what I want...and you shall get a reward far greater then what credits can buy.
Mellichae: But Master! He was my former master, can't I have a little fun with him?
Vader: After I get done with him, I will let you toy with him...
Mellichae: Thank you, my master...
Vader: Locate him at all costs, this is your mission. I don't care how, just find him!
Mellichae: It will be done....my lord!
Vader and Mellichae: Hahahahahahaha.......[Vader's hologram fizzles out. Mellichae heads toward the bridge's bay windows.]
Mellichae: Send out the probes!
End Chapter
Next time-
[Shows Mort, a clone trooper commando, in the dense forests of Kashyyyk]
Mort: Most of my squad was either victim to the enemy, wild animals, or even nature itsself...
[shows clone get beat up by a acklay]
Coming soon!
Chapter 3
[camera pans downward. A ship flies pass very fast, and heads to the planet in the backdrop]
Karag: Ah..Talus... a good place to lay low for a while...
[shows the ship landed. Then Karag coming out of the ship and into the Starport Lobby area]
Karag: I think I'll go get a drink at the local cantina, and find out about recent events from Dearic's citizens...
[In the bar. Shows lots of patrons, playing Sabaac, Drinking, and enjoying the music.Then it shows a guy at the bar, with a left arm cybernetic replacement.]
Mort: Yea, I'll have another...
Bartender: Don't you think you had enough, man?
Mort: I'll tell you when I had enough, bud!
Bartender: Alright...here...
Karag: He sure looks delightful.
[Karag walks to the bar and sits down next to Mort]
Mort: Yea? What do you want? If it's money...then tell that crimelord I'm not paying!
Karag: Crimelord? Where?
Mort: Oh...so you don't work for him? Then why didn't you say so...
Karag: Umm, yea, well... I just came in. I'm lucky I got away from those Imperial Star destroyers...
Mort: Yea, I'm not a big fan of the Empire myself... What's your name?
Karag: Karag Drakas. And might I ask yours?
Mort: People round here call me Mort.
Karag: Mort? That sounds awfully familiar!
Mort: Really? Wow, I have a fan... [sarcastic]
Karag: No really, I heard that name during my mission on Kashyyyk at the end of the Clone Wars...
Mort: Wha?? You.....you fought for the Republic during the Clone Wars? Are you a Jedi?
Karag: I'm surprised you haven't heard of me... because I thought I served along side you during the Battle of Kashyyyk.
Mort: General??
Karag: Yes. [Karag smiles]
Mort: By the force it's been a VERY long time!
Karag: Yes...yes it has...
Mort: Bartender! Get this man a drink, put it on my tab!
Karag: [laughing] No, really Commander, I don't think...
Mort: [laughing] Come on! I feel I atleast owe you something for saving my hide from that illegally imported acklay...
Karag: [nods] Yea, hah, that was pretty brutal...eh..but it was nothing. You coulda atleast shot it in the head and went on your merry way...
Mort: Without my blaster....how can I do that?
Karag: The force...
Mort: Heh...can't you realize I'd never understand that jibberish?
[They go silent]
Karag: Hey...Mort...what happened to your arm?
Mort: Eh..oh..this? [Karag nods] Bah it's nothing my friend...
Karag: Aww..tell me... I don't want to have to get the entire explanation out of you by cheating with my Jedi mindtrick...
Mort: And I also suppose you'd want to hear about what happened after your extraction?
Karag: Yes...please do tell. [smiles]
Mort: Ok. Ofcourse this is ALL after you were extracted from that previous battle.
[He finally sets down his drink in preparation for his story]
Mort: As you know, I was bred to be part of one of the Clone Trooper Commando squadrons, elite four man teams causing disruption behind enemy lines.
Karag: Yes, go on.
Mort: During the battles of Kashyyyk, I and my squadron had one such mission, taking out a command bunker deep inside enemy territory. The mission was going well, it wasn’t the first time we’ve done something like this.
[Karag nods]
Mort: We blew up the bunker and was on our way to be extracted when the enemy found us. We notified command we were under attack, but would still be on time at extraction. We worked our way toward it as quickly as we could, dispatching pursuers by the dozens. As we approached the extraction, we saw our LAAT take off. There were barely any enemy left and none at the extraction point, but our commander saw us as expendable clones and would rather lose us than risk a carrier.
Karag: So you did all that after I took my leave to meet Yoda?
Mort: Yes.
Karag: Wow, I had no idea. I had wished clones were a little more sympathetic to their brethren...
Mort: Yea, tell me about it... [sighs]. I have a question. Were you able to locate Master Yoda?
Karag: Unfortunately no. I did find the headless corpses of both Commander Gree and his accompanying clone.
Mort: Oh really? Hah. Gree owed me 50 credits for losing to me in a game of Sabaac. Meh, he deserved it anyway.
Karag: [shakes head] I still don't understand why it came down to the order to eliminate all Jedi.
Mort: Beats me. I wasn't able to even receive the order. With me being stranded in the god forsaken jungles of Kashyyyk.
Karag: Oh?
Mort: Yea. After we were left, we didn't know where to go. There were no ships nearby or anything. We walked through the jungles for months. The rest of my men were unlucky, and perished in the jungles. We were victim to creatures, enemy snipers.... and hell even the nature of the jungle itself.
Karag: ... wow.
Mort: You better believe it. I had to depend on my survivor skills to get through that wet and mucky deathtrap. Stranded in the forest for days... or maybe even months, or years, I have been gathering food, water, and natural medicine to ensure my survival.
Karag: My, my, what happened to your arm?
Mort: Heh, this? It's nothing really. I had a fight with an animal over some food. Once my arm was ripped off and I was beat down, I knew immediately I lost. So... I lye there on my back for a few hours, and then I hear some rustling in the trees. I thought to myself, 'Great, he brought friends', but fortunately, it was a science expedition group.
Karag: Oooh. You were one lucky guy then...
Mort: No, not really. Sure I was amazed and glad to be out of there and in a more...civilized environment, but they decided to start experimenting on me. They were running tests that would drive a mynock into a crazed state in no time flat. I later found the leader, and made sure he would never in his life experiment with a trained killer like me again. The next day I forced my way onto one of their transports and then I found myself here on Talus. And this is how I got here and spent the rest of my life in the Dearic cantina.
Karag: Hmm. I'd do the same thing if I were in your position. War can do that to a man. Something not to take too lightly.
Mort: Indeed... by the way... do you want my old armor? I don't need it anymore, unless of course you want to give me orders for old times sake...
Karag: Meh, why would a Jedi need armor? I surely don't need it...
Mort: I don't know...but what I do is I really need your help, General...
Karag: What kind of help? ... I know the answer, but I'm asking anyway.
Mort: An assassination kind of help...
Karag: You know assassination is against my prerogative, Mort.
Mort: I know, but he's my ex-commanding officer... and I've not even gotten close enough to wipe him out.
Karag: Revenge is against the Jedi code, I... I can't do it...
Mort: Ok, the very least, spy on him... see what he's up to...
Karag: I think I'll be able to at least do that much for you, friend...
Mort: Great! Last time I heard, he was in the Keren, Naboo hotel, west wing. He's retired from the Imperial military and now illegally sells Imperial merchandise to thugs and what not. From E-11's to Imperial repeaters... this guy's seriously packin' some firepower. Watch out, he has B-2 chassis, old Confederate super battle droids over his shoulder practically all day, everyday.
Karag: Thanks for the heads up, buddy...
Mort: No problem...
Anyway. Im totally going to do a wipe, and restart.
Omeewan hopefully will make the SWG clone armored troopers. Helmets on/off, ARC versions, Battleworn. It's all good. And hopefully he'll help with Mort and Morkov. I just need new heads on either the bandon model, or I dunno. Hopefully Omee will help.
Anyway, here's the NEW chapter 1! [glow=red,2,300]ENJOY!![/glow]
STAR WARS
Exile’s Voyage
Epilogue
[It’s a cloudy evening on the planetary-sphere, famously known as Coruscant. Almost endless strings of traffic fill the cloudy horizon. The Camera pans down to behind a hooded figure. Then it showed his face. The background was the burning Jedi Temple.Then the figure walks off. Then the narrator speaks while the scene is half way done.]
[Scene fades into people in the streets, and the figure walking among the many citizens.]
The streets were full of different kinds of scum, royalty, and common people. There were rumors that JEDI are still within the core of the system, were these rumors true? The answer from most Imperials of the Grand Galactic Empire would most likely be: [shows Imperial talking to a citizen.]
Imperial:Impossible! We’ve hunted down these traitors to their very last person. There are no more of these beasts living amongst all these peaceful Imperial citizens. If there were still JEDI, I am sure that they are stone-cold corpses right now!
[Narrator continues. Shows a few Jedi hiding in the sewers. Then a few getting killed by clones.]
But most of the citizens would know that’s a false fact. There has got to be one JEDI at least, or two, maybe three? No person, force sensitive being, nor animal could be extinct to the last. That being said, the JEDI were the best thing to happen to the Republic, but that’s before the Emperor rose to power. The Emperor taking place as a chancellor.
[Shows Emperor in the senate. Fades into Rebels in a small battle with Imperial troops. Shows alot of Rebels getting slaughtered. Z-95's blowing up in a space map. Venator in background. Then it shows a Rebel trooper just standing.]
Looking away from the Imperial side, the Rebel Alliance are making preparations to take down this mammoth of an empire and put an end to the Galactic Civil War. In their eyes, they knew they were losing, but within their hearts, they were for sure that they were winning. They hadn’t any JedI to help them lead their forces to victory. They hadn’t intel, or necessary firepower to take down the grandest of Imperial reign. They needed a JEDI to help their cause, but they didn’t know where to turn.
The JEDI are wandering the farthest parts of the galaxy, avoiding the wretched, evil Empire.
But wait, is there a fellow who still lives? Not much people know this man, and that being explained, it’s me, Karag Drakas. I have served the JEDI order for a good long time. I’ve been in great times, and then I’ve been in horrible, unbearable times. I have tight relationships with Kenobi. He is a great friend. Whenever he needs me, I voyage to his home, deep in the Dune Sea. Terrible stuff out there at that. Unlike most pupils within the formerly known JEDI order, I was a special cause. I maybe viewed as human, but really I’m not. I’m of a different type of race. Genetically enhanced beings. Dating back, our species were known to be among the first in this galaxy. Now however, our numbers are very scarce, very limited. I’m among one of the last survivors of the Mandalorian crusade that lasted at least a century in our part of the Galaxy.
It’s been two years since the “Tragedy” .
[Clones turning on their Jedi Generals.]
I dare once not to look upon that horrifying nightmare. My comrades, my own troops, firing on me when I was leading our victory on Kashyyyk! I knew they truly didn’t want to, but they were tainted by the dark side of the force. I knew there was something wrong with Palpatine, but I just couldn’t get a clear image. The clone troopers were made especially for this purpose? Pleasing a Sith Lord to his most desirable wishes? The Clone Wars were just an amusement, I suppose. He just wanted to cover everything up… this war was some scheme in bringing the Sith back to power, which they hadn’t claimed for almost a millennia, and it was a hell of a good scheme too. This hit us like an invisible brick.
We must do something about this, and take down the Sith once and for all!
I’ve decided to go to contact an old comrade during the Clone Wars. Goes by the name “Mort” , an ex-clone trooper Kashyyyk Operative commando. Maybe he’d have intel on this. He figured out that the Republic had been smelted down into an evil reign of terror, shortly after the Battle of Kashyyyk at the end of the war, and quit the Empire fully.
I figured I’d get down behind this and figure out what was really going on.
Chapter 1
Switch: [waving] Heh, you take care, Drakas!
Karag: You too Switch. May the force be with you!
Switch: Pfft, whatever ya ‘ol dog!
[Karag gets on a swoop and drives away.]
Karag: [Thinking] Why’d it have to come to this? All the JedI….gone?
[Camera shows Karag getting off his swoop and walking into a cantina. Then scene showing him sitting at the bar.]
Bartender: Yea, Drakas, that’ll be 45 credits.
Karag: Upped the price again, I see Nex? Very well, but you’re cleaning me out awfully fast.
Bartender: Sorry, Karag, but I’ve got a huge debt to pay to Borvo the Hutt
Karag: Borvo the Hutt….placed a bounty…on a bartender’s head? What in the hell did you do to him to make him go hotwire…?
Thug: Arr…that’s nun of yer concern, punk!
[Three men were standing behind Karag. They looked like nothing more then a couple of poor desperate thugs.]
Karag: Excuse me, kind sir, but what is your name?
Thug: Why’d ya wanner kno’, Bantha fodder?
Karag: Because you're one of the people bothering my friend….I cannot allow you to disturb him any longer.
Thug: Heheh, get a load of this hir guy, fellas! Listen feller, if you want us to leave him alone…if you beat meh in a Sabaac game, then we’ll leave this er Bantha fodder alone.
Karag: [Nodding his head] Alright…but I’m not much of a gambler…
[Thug gets up, Karag gets up. Karag force pulls. Obtains pistol. Blasts thug in front, and behind. Then melee's two other thugs. Smoke starts to fill the room. Karag runs out back. Scene goes to two thugs that were looking around. Then Imperial storm officer and other is pointing their weapons at the two.]
ST Officer: Freeze! Under Imperial directive- A12b-CC125, you are here by under arrest for disturbing the peace!
Thug: WHAT!?
ST Officer: Please put your hands behind your heads and drop to the floor.
[Thugs just kneel.]
Thug: We hate you Imperial scum.
ST Officer 2: Ya, be sure to tell that to the prison guards at the Imperial Planetary Prison; the newest add to Imperial law enforcement.
[Scene goes back to Karag. Running toward a starport.]
ST Security: Halt, you there!
[Karag stops infront of the imperial]
ST Security: By Imperial law, all persons entering and or leaving the star port, must be searched for any illegal contraband or shipped weapons. Any illegal items found on your person, you will be held at the local police station and will remain there until told otherwise. Do you comply? … like you have no other choice anyway.
[pause]
ST Security: What’s this??
Karag:[sounding convincing]That’s my trophy I got after I killed one of those JEDI pests here earlier this morning. Was quite a challenge, but I got em!
St Security: I see, well, you’re clear to go Bounty Hunter. Have a safe flight.
[Camera shows stormtrooper walk up to the security trooper. Then Karag turns around]
ST Officer:HEY YOU! …. BLAST EM!
[Karag activates his saber. Running away and blasters are being fired at him.]
Chapter 2
[Camera is viewing a ramp at horizon line level. Then a blaster bolt hits the wall.]
StormTrooper 1: Get back here, Jedi!
Stormtrooper 2: Give it up!
Stormtrooper 3: Execute Order 66!
Karag: Oh...I don't think so...
ST1: We have you cornered Jedi...surrender...and we MAY spare your life....
Karag: Heh...
[Karag runs to the wall, runs up it, Stormtroopers are firing at him. Karag lands behind them, and then runs for the hangar]
Stormtrooper 1: Ummf!
[Stormtrooper 1 runs after Karag]
Stormtrooper 1: Leave him to me, stay here and make sure he doesn't get out.
Stormtrooper 2: Yes, sergeant!
[Camera is viewing in a somewhat downward position. Then it follows where Stormtrooper 1 is heading. Then it gets an up close shot of him, and Karag is behind him.]
Karag: Oh, you'll have to do much better than that, Imperial!
Stormtrooper :Jedi Scum!
[The Stormy shoots where Karag was. Karag is too fast for him. Karag slips onto a ship and quickly shuts the door]
Stormtrooper: We need heavy support!
[An entire Stormtrooper squad comes in with T-21 Light Repeating Blasters\
Stormtrooper: FIRE!!! FIRE AT WILL!!
[The stormtroopers start firing at the ship. Blaster bolts fly everywhere.]
Karag: Are there any weapons on this rust bucket! Ugh!
[Karag arms the auto-turrets. They open fire on the Stormtroopers. Karag flies away in the stolen transport]
Stormtrooper: Damn!
Karag: That was too close. Now I need to get out of this system...before I become mince meat by those close-by Imperial Venator Star Destroyers.
[Blue lasers go across Karag's ships bow.]
[In Karag's mind, "And remember son, the force will be with you....always...."]
Karag: I know dad....I know. I need to set a course for a friendly system, hmmm...Sullust? No, too volcanic...and besides, Mustafar was bad enough. Hmm, maybe...Talus. It's neutral right now, and probably my best bet. Setting course for Talus, Dearic Starport. Coordinates set and....
[Karag engages lightspeed. Scene cuts to the command Venator Star Destroyer. Camera cuts to a cloaked figure.]
Unknown Figure: And what of the exile? Did you apprehend him?
Captain: We almost had them, sire, bu...*choking sound*
Unkown: You've failed me....FOR THE LAST TIME, Captain Voggra!
Voggra: Ugh..er.. I swea...swear... I...we...couldn't..*ack* have anticipated...urh that he would....engage lightspeed ... ugh er...*still choking* [Voggra falls to the floor, unconcious.]
Unknown: Now...Im sure that set a valuable example for all of you here. Do or die trying.
Comms Operator: Uh..h...
Unknown: Yes? Anything you'd like to add?
Comms Operator: There's a transmission..uhh..from Vader, Lord Mellichae.
Mellichae: Very well, trooper, make it so. I wished to speak with him.
Comms: Yes, my lord.
Vader: My apprentice...ahh, have you captured the Jedi traitor?
Mellichae: Not yet, my master. He jumped to light speed a short while ago, and we can't locate his trace.
Vader: Agh! That Jedi is indeed a smart one! But it is ok, my apprentice. This Jedi I am after, which I am sure I told you, has a very strong link to Obi-wan.
Mellichae: I am wary, my master. I will locate him soon enough, and deal with him.
Vader: No....you will send him to me...and then I will get what I want...and you shall get a reward far greater then what credits can buy.
Mellichae: But Master! He was my former master, can't I have a little fun with him?
Vader: After I get done with him, I will let you toy with him...
Mellichae: Thank you, my master...
Vader: Locate him at all costs, this is your mission. I don't care how, just find him!
Mellichae: It will be done....my lord!
Vader and Mellichae: Hahahahahahaha.......[Vader's hologram fizzles out. Mellichae heads toward the bridge's bay windows.]
Mellichae: Send out the probes!
End Chapter
Next time-
[Shows Mort, a clone trooper commando, in the dense forests of Kashyyyk]
Mort: Most of my squad was either victim to the enemy, wild animals, or even nature itsself...
[shows clone get beat up by a acklay]
Coming soon!
Chapter 3
[camera pans downward. A ship flies pass very fast, and heads to the planet in the backdrop]
Karag: Ah..Talus... a good place to lay low for a while...
[shows the ship landed. Then Karag coming out of the ship and into the Starport Lobby area]
Karag: I think I'll go get a drink at the local cantina, and find out about recent events from Dearic's citizens...
[In the bar. Shows lots of patrons, playing Sabaac, Drinking, and enjoying the music.Then it shows a guy at the bar, with a left arm cybernetic replacement.]
Mort: Yea, I'll have another...
Bartender: Don't you think you had enough, man?
Mort: I'll tell you when I had enough, bud!
Bartender: Alright...here...
Karag: He sure looks delightful.
[Karag walks to the bar and sits down next to Mort]
Mort: Yea? What do you want? If it's money...then tell that crimelord I'm not paying!
Karag: Crimelord? Where?
Mort: Oh...so you don't work for him? Then why didn't you say so...
Karag: Umm, yea, well... I just came in. I'm lucky I got away from those Imperial Star destroyers...
Mort: Yea, I'm not a big fan of the Empire myself... What's your name?
Karag: Karag Drakas. And might I ask yours?
Mort: People round here call me Mort.
Karag: Mort? That sounds awfully familiar!
Mort: Really? Wow, I have a fan... [sarcastic]
Karag: No really, I heard that name during my mission on Kashyyyk at the end of the Clone Wars...
Mort: Wha?? You.....you fought for the Republic during the Clone Wars? Are you a Jedi?
Karag: I'm surprised you haven't heard of me... because I thought I served along side you during the Battle of Kashyyyk.
Mort: General??
Karag: Yes. [Karag smiles]
Mort: By the force it's been a VERY long time!
Karag: Yes...yes it has...
Mort: Bartender! Get this man a drink, put it on my tab!
Karag: [laughing] No, really Commander, I don't think...
Mort: [laughing] Come on! I feel I atleast owe you something for saving my hide from that illegally imported acklay...
Karag: [nods] Yea, hah, that was pretty brutal...eh..but it was nothing. You coulda atleast shot it in the head and went on your merry way...
Mort: Without my blaster....how can I do that?
Karag: The force...
Mort: Heh...can't you realize I'd never understand that jibberish?
[They go silent]
Karag: Hey...Mort...what happened to your arm?
Mort: Eh..oh..this? [Karag nods] Bah it's nothing my friend...
Karag: Aww..tell me... I don't want to have to get the entire explanation out of you by cheating with my Jedi mindtrick...
Mort: And I also suppose you'd want to hear about what happened after your extraction?
Karag: Yes...please do tell. [smiles]
Mort: Ok. Ofcourse this is ALL after you were extracted from that previous battle.
[He finally sets down his drink in preparation for his story]
Mort: As you know, I was bred to be part of one of the Clone Trooper Commando squadrons, elite four man teams causing disruption behind enemy lines.
Karag: Yes, go on.
Mort: During the battles of Kashyyyk, I and my squadron had one such mission, taking out a command bunker deep inside enemy territory. The mission was going well, it wasn’t the first time we’ve done something like this.
[Karag nods]
Mort: We blew up the bunker and was on our way to be extracted when the enemy found us. We notified command we were under attack, but would still be on time at extraction. We worked our way toward it as quickly as we could, dispatching pursuers by the dozens. As we approached the extraction, we saw our LAAT take off. There were barely any enemy left and none at the extraction point, but our commander saw us as expendable clones and would rather lose us than risk a carrier.
Karag: So you did all that after I took my leave to meet Yoda?
Mort: Yes.
Karag: Wow, I had no idea. I had wished clones were a little more sympathetic to their brethren...
Mort: Yea, tell me about it... [sighs]. I have a question. Were you able to locate Master Yoda?
Karag: Unfortunately no. I did find the headless corpses of both Commander Gree and his accompanying clone.
Mort: Oh really? Hah. Gree owed me 50 credits for losing to me in a game of Sabaac. Meh, he deserved it anyway.
Karag: [shakes head] I still don't understand why it came down to the order to eliminate all Jedi.
Mort: Beats me. I wasn't able to even receive the order. With me being stranded in the god forsaken jungles of Kashyyyk.
Karag: Oh?
Mort: Yea. After we were left, we didn't know where to go. There were no ships nearby or anything. We walked through the jungles for months. The rest of my men were unlucky, and perished in the jungles. We were victim to creatures, enemy snipers.... and hell even the nature of the jungle itself.
Karag: ... wow.
Mort: You better believe it. I had to depend on my survivor skills to get through that wet and mucky deathtrap. Stranded in the forest for days... or maybe even months, or years, I have been gathering food, water, and natural medicine to ensure my survival.
Karag: My, my, what happened to your arm?
Mort: Heh, this? It's nothing really. I had a fight with an animal over some food. Once my arm was ripped off and I was beat down, I knew immediately I lost. So... I lye there on my back for a few hours, and then I hear some rustling in the trees. I thought to myself, 'Great, he brought friends', but fortunately, it was a science expedition group.
Karag: Oooh. You were one lucky guy then...
Mort: No, not really. Sure I was amazed and glad to be out of there and in a more...civilized environment, but they decided to start experimenting on me. They were running tests that would drive a mynock into a crazed state in no time flat. I later found the leader, and made sure he would never in his life experiment with a trained killer like me again. The next day I forced my way onto one of their transports and then I found myself here on Talus. And this is how I got here and spent the rest of my life in the Dearic cantina.
Karag: Hmm. I'd do the same thing if I were in your position. War can do that to a man. Something not to take too lightly.
Mort: Indeed... by the way... do you want my old armor? I don't need it anymore, unless of course you want to give me orders for old times sake...
Karag: Meh, why would a Jedi need armor? I surely don't need it...
Mort: I don't know...but what I do is I really need your help, General...
Karag: What kind of help? ... I know the answer, but I'm asking anyway.
Mort: An assassination kind of help...
Karag: You know assassination is against my prerogative, Mort.
Mort: I know, but he's my ex-commanding officer... and I've not even gotten close enough to wipe him out.
Karag: Revenge is against the Jedi code, I... I can't do it...
Mort: Ok, the very least, spy on him... see what he's up to...
Karag: I think I'll be able to at least do that much for you, friend...
Mort: Great! Last time I heard, he was in the Keren, Naboo hotel, west wing. He's retired from the Imperial military and now illegally sells Imperial merchandise to thugs and what not. From E-11's to Imperial repeaters... this guy's seriously packin' some firepower. Watch out, he has B-2 chassis, old Confederate super battle droids over his shoulder practically all day, everyday.
Karag: Thanks for the heads up, buddy...
Mort: No problem...
