Guarded
Author’s Notes: If you’ve made it this far, you may have been surprised at some of the plot details up until this point. I assure you, things will get crazier in this story. Congrats, you’re almost done reading this series. One more after this. Without further delay, here’s Guarded.
The hallways of the Reformed Ravager were dark and eerie. This mattered not to them. The group continued on. They felt as if this was all too easy. They continued along the darkened corridors. Passing a certain room, those who were Jedi in the group could sense the intense Force power emanating ferociously from behind the door. This was Visas Marr’s cell. Now abandoned, it housed a meditation chamber. No one quite knew where Visas Marr was anymore. She vanished from the group after the events of Malachor V.
Leaving this weird room behind, they continued down the hallway. They came to a big room, which Mandalore recognized. “This place leads to the bridge of the ship. Down there,” he pointed to the left of where they were, “is the central room. We’re making pretty good progress.” They arrived on the bridge via the nearby elevator.
Suddenly, where there was no resistance, the next area was practically crawling with Sith soldiers. Mandalore, HK, and Carth stepped out of the group. “Eager Statement: We shall take these meatbags out with pleasure. Do continue on.” Leaving the three behind, the rest of the group continued on, hearing blaster fire coming from the room they had just left. This area was swarmed past the brim with Dark Jedi and Sith Lords. Going eagerly into battle, Mira and Mical went to fight these traitors to the Jedi. Leaving the upcoming battle behind, Bastila and Mission continued into the the final room before the bridge. In that room was a woman. She was wearing robes of some kind with a red veil that covered her eyes.
“What do you wish to do?” she asked them. “We’re here to kill Darth Nihilus, if you must know.” Bastila said with an impatient tone. “Milord…he is too powerful for you. He will kill you both with no problem…” she responded. “Look here, lady,” Mission began, “we’re not here for idle chit-chat. Just let us through.” “No…I must not allow you to harm Milord!” With that, she charged at them, double-bladed red saber blazing. Bastila just used Force Wave and sent their attacker flying towards the wall. “I yield to you…you are powerful…I…wish to free myself from him. I will aid you in your attack. I am…Visas Marr.” Visas joined them as they went through the door.
They saw Revan and Nihilus at the window up ahead. Bastila was teary-eyed when she saw that Arden was once again Darth Revan. Wiping her tears away, she was ready to defeat Darth Nihilus once and for all. “You bastard!” she screamed at Nihilus. Both Sith Lords turned. A brief flicker of Arden appeared in Revan. “Bastila! You came!” he said before losing out to Revan once more. “Ignore the damn idiot that just spoke to you, Bastila. He is just an ignorant fool who thinks he will get control of himself once more. This is not true. I am the true Arden Slyk!” Revan was teasing her. Mission looked at Nihilus. “You’ll pay for killing my Ravenstrike. I’ll make sure of that!” she screamed at him. “Oh, my dear. You’ll be joining him, I’m afraid. Come. It is time to fight!” He drew his single red blade. She drew her single green blade. Revan drew his red saber in his left hand, and his purplein the right. Bastila drew her double-bladed yellow saber. The battle had reached its peak. This is where only one side would walk away intact…
short again! you really want to create supense do you?
i can’t imagine Mission with a lightsaber but good idea!
man, Visas is really a pushover… please write more!
awesome!!!
10/10
WOW!!!
Battle time!!!!