On the Run 7 (fiction)

On the Run

7

The blows from the Inquisitor’s lightsaber forced Sadeya backwards. He was definitely much stronger then she was. She parried with her lightsaber, but each blow from him almost wrenched it out her hands. As he brought another blow down on her, she unexpectedly sidestepped it and his blade instead hit a container. Sadeya counterattacked, but he quickly spun round and parried her blow. He was much stronger than her, but she was more agile. Know your opponents strengths, and your own, for once you know these, then you are more evenly matched, Master Ordol had told her.

“Do you think you can defeat me with just brute strength?” Sadeya asked. The Inquisitor smiled. His yellow reptilian eyes stared directly at her.

“For a padawan, you are more skilled than I had expected. Master Ordol taught you well. This might be a decent fight after all.” The Inquisitor replied. “Of course if you join us, I can complete your training.”

“Never.” Sadeya responded defiantly.

“I can feel your anger. It must have been so difficult to have been abandoned by the Jedi and trying to survive on your own all this time. There is darkness in you, I can feel it. Join with me and I will spare your friend. I know you have feelings for her.”

“No!” Sadeya shouted. She launched an attack at him, but he parried it with ease. He smiled again.

“That’s more like it! I can feel your hatred. Let out your anger, and you will be more powerful.” The Inquisitor taunted. Their blades met. He pushed her back again. “It’s the only way to defeat me.” As he attacked, Sadeya dodged and swung her blade round. Again, he quickly parried her, but her blade skipped onto his lower arm making a small cut. The Inquisitor laughed.

“Why are you Sith always overconfident? You think hate and anger is the only path to victory, when clearly it isn’t.” Sadeya told him.

“Why do you Jedi think you can only win without the Dark Side?” The Inquisitor countered. He launched another attack at her. She parried, but was driven back until she hit a wall. “You have nowhere to go.” He began a series of savage blows against her, and the only thing she could do was parry them. While he showed no sign of tiring, she knew she was. It was only a matter of time until he broke through her defences… Then unexpectedly there was a laser blast. It had come from Will’s light transport. Losa must have opened fire on him with the ship’s gun. While the Inquisitor was momentarily stunned, Sadeya chopped off his right arm. His arm fell to the ground still holding on to his lightsaber. Before he could react, Sadeya then drove her blade into his head. The Inquisitor’s lifeless body collapsed before her. Sadeya sighed, and then collapsed herself. She lay there shaking as Losa ran over, and helped her up to her feet.

“We’ve got to go now!” Losa urged. She supported Sadeya as they walked over to the spaceship. Sadeya reflected The Inquisitor had not considered Losa a threat, and that was his downfall in the end. Maybe love and friendship was more important than the Sith realised.

to be continued….

Joanne Fisher

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On the Run 6 (fiction)

On the Run

6

Sadeya stood up looking at Will’s body which lay lifeless on the floor. She brushed the tears from her face while watching Losa still crying uncontrollably over him.

“I’ve got to go now.” Sadeya said. Losa looked up at her uncomprehendingly.

“You can’t just leave me here alone!” Losa cried out.

“If I don’t go, that Inquisitor will come back and kill us both.”

“Then take me with you.” Losa demanded. Sadeya shook her head.

“No I’m bad luck for anyone around me.” She said looking down at Will’s body again.

“We can use my father’s freighter. I can pilot it. At least let’s get off this planet and then decide what to do. If you leave me here, then they might come back and kill me anyway.” Losa explained through her tears. Sadeya thought on it.

“Okay we’ll both get off the planet and then decide what to do.” Sadeya offered. Losa packed up a few things and gave her last respects to her father. Then they both left the building.

They did their best to get to the docking bay unseen, despite the increased Imperial presence at the spaceport. They stuck close to buildings, used back alleyways, and even joined large throngs of people when it was possible. Eventually they got the docking bay that housed Will’s light freighter completely undetected. It sat there still fully loaded up and ready to go. Will had planned to leave later this day. They both ran to the ship.

“I knew you’d come here!’ A deep voice boomed out. Both Sadeya and Losa stopped in their tracks and spun round. There he was, the Sith Inquisitor, waiting there in the shadows for them. Sadeya looked at him. He had dark red skin and yellow eyes. He was taller than them and his thick arms looked as though they were solid muscle. He seemed to have no hair on his body and though he was humanoid, he seemed slightly reptilian.

“Losa, get to the ship and take off!” Sadeya ordered. Losa ran to the freighter. “I’ll deal with him.” The Inquisitor advanced on them.

“I knew he was lying. All I had to do was wait here for you to turn up eventually.” His deep voice reverberated through the docking bay. “Be assured, once I get rid of you, I will also kill your friend.”

“You’ll have to get through me first.” Sadeya said defiantly. The Inquisitor smiled.

“If that is your destiny.” He replied. Sadeya brought out her lightsaber and stood ready.

“Bring it on then!” She stated.

“Foolish girl! I know you were only a Padawan when Master Ordol was executed. You offer no threat to me. Surrender and I will spare the life of your friend.” The Inquisitor offered. “I’ll even complete your training, if you so wish.”

“The Sith are my enemy.” Sadeya stated. The Inquisitor looked slightly disappointed with her reply.

“Then I will destroy you.” The Inquisitor replied. He ignited his lightsaber. It shone a deep red. In response, Sadeya ignited hers; the green blade sharply contrasted with his. They advanced upon one another.

to be continued…

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On the Run 5

On the Run

5

“Open up in the name of the Empire!” The loud banging on the door continued. Sadeya, Will, and Losa stood there momentarily frozen in horror.

“Quick follow me!” Will suddenly said as he grabbed hold of Sadeya’s arm. He led her to another room and kneeled down to open a concealed hatch in the floor. “Get down there and don’t make a sound.” Sadeya followed his directions and found herself in a small room below the house. Will closed the hatch and she was left in complete darkness. Listening, she heard Will and Losa walk towards the front door. It was then opened and she heard a number of footsteps come through into the house. She guessed they were stormtroopers searching the house for her, but then there was a heavier footstep and with it came a sense of dread. Sadeya suddenly felt cold and she tried her best to block her presence; she knew something evil was above.

“We are searching for a fugitive Jedi. A girl by the name of Sadeya Tatvea.” said a rather coarse deep voice.

“Well she’s not here.” Will replied.

“A girl matching her description has been seen helping you with your shipments and also living here.”

‘There was a Frifac. She helped us for a while, but then moved on.” Will told him.

“Where did she go?” the menacing voice asked.

“I don’t know. She saved up enough credits to go to another system. She caught a transport, but I don’t know where to.”

“Did she ever mention where she was planning to go?”

“I know she was wanting to go to Corellia, as I think that’s where she was from. That’s the only place she ever mentioned.”

“Corellia? Really? Is that the best you can do?”

“What do you mean?” Will asked perplexed.

“Everything you have said to me has been a lie. Why are you protecting a traitor to the Empire? Are you one yourself?” The voice asked with even more added menace.

“Of course not.” Will answered. Sadeya thought she heard the hum of a lightsaber.

“You are a liar and a traitor!” the voice shouted. Sadeya heard Losa scream and then the thud of something falling onto the floor. “I can feel her presence here, so she must still be close. Search the streets nearby!” She heard Losa wailing as the evil presence withdrew.

Once the sound of footsteps had dissipated, Sadeya cautiously climbed up to the hatch and opened it. She slid out and crept to the doorway. Looking around into the hallway she saw Will’s body lying on the floor with Losa sitting over him wailing. She crept closer and saw there was a lightsaber-sized hole in Will’s chest where his heart would have been. Emotions began flood through her as she kneeled beside his lifeless body.

“I should never have come here. This is all my fault.” Sadeya said as tears began to fall.

to be continued…

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On the Run 4 (fiction)

On the Run

4

A month had passed since Sadeya had agreed to work for Will Letgar. Everyday she helped with loading and unloading stock, as well as accompanying him on supply runs occasionally. She also made friends with his daughter Losa, who often worked alongside her. It felt strange to have a regular place to sleep and eat without having to constantly to keep an eye on others around her. Gradually she let down her guard.

One afternoon, after loading Will’s light freighter, Losa and her climbed up to a roof to sit in the sunlight and have some food. Losa was around the same age as Sadeya, and had long brown hair and rather pale skin. She sat cross-legged while she ate and watched Sadeya.

“So how old were you when you became a Jedi?’ Losa asked.

“Well I was very young when I was taken to the Jedi Temple. I don’t exactly remember when. That’s when my training began. Technically I never became a Jedi. At least not a knight. I was still a padawan when the Purge happened.” Sadeya answered.

“So what happened in the Purge?”

“My master and I were with some clone troopers on the planet Ivol. There were Separatists there. We were in the middle of a battle when our troopers suddenly turned on us with no warning. They shot Master Ordol in the back. Terrified, I just ran away as fast as I could while our own troops shot at me. I was lucky to escape. I was so confused. I didn’t know why they had suddenly turned on us. Later on I found it had happened to all the Jedi.” Sadeya explained.

“The Emperor says the Jedi tried to kill him and take over the galaxy.” Losa stated. Sadeya gave her a brief uncertain look.

“I find that hard to believe.”

“My father doesn’t particularly like the Empire and he always told me to be wary of what anyone from the Empire says.”

“Wise words.” Sadeya remarked.

“Do you have a laser sword?”

“Yes I have a lightsaber, but I try not to use it.”

“Can I see it sometime?” Losa asked.

“Maybe.”

“What else can you do?” Losa asked. Sadeya smiled. Using the Force, she picked up the metal food container that sat by Losa and moved it over to her own side. Losa smiled. Without warning, an Imperial Shuttle passed directly overhead. Sadeya’s feeling of calm suddenly gave way to panic. She quickly stood up looking terrified. Losa saw her swift change of mood.

‘What’s the matter?” Losa asked.

“An Imperial shuttle!” Sadeya shouted out.

“They come to this spaceport sometimes. Don’t worry about it.” Losa replied. Sadeya quickly packed up her things and jumped down.from the roof. Losa quickly followed her looking confused. “You really don’t need to worry about this.” But her words were unheeded. Sadeya ran to their house. Once inside, she went to her room and started packing her things up. She had stayed here too long, and now they had found her. She could feel the Sith presence aboard that shuttle.

“What are you doing?” Will asked her, when he found her packing up.

“I need to run. The Empire is here.” she replied.

“Relax. It’s all in your head.” Will told her. Sadeya turned around with her bag packed. Both Will and Losa stood before her in the doorway.

“I really need to go now. I’m putting you both in danger by being here.” she informed them.

“Please stay.” Losa pleaded. There was a sudden loud banging on the front door.

“Open up in the name of the Empire!”

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The Inquisitor (fiction)

The Inquisitor

1

The three Star Destroyers dropped out of hyperspace. Before the small fleet was the medium-sized green planet, known as Kangen. Taran looked out at the planet from the bridge of the Resolve, the command ship of the fleet. It was a beautiful looking world reminding her of her own homeworld that lay on the other side of the galaxy. She thought about the test she was about to face. This was her first assignment as an Imperial Inquisitor. The Emperor had great faith in her, but this mission was to test her and she didn’t want to disappoint him. She wanted to be a good and faithful servant to him. His teachings had filled the gaping black hole in her.

“According to our sources the Jedi you are hunting was last seen on this planet.” Captain Renlar informed her. She nodded.

“Thank you Captain.” She acknowledged. “What else do we know about this planet?”

“Well according to the intercepted transmissions, there seems to be a small rebel base operating from here. The base is probably giving refuge to the fugitive Jedi.” The Captain informed her. She noticed when he said the word “Jedi” there was a slight sound of disgust in his voice. She had been trained to notice these things.

“What else is on this planet?” She asked looking out into the black void through the bridge windows.

“There are a few cities, though this planet has only grudgingly helped the Empire. Their sympathies might be more with the Rebellion, which is probably why they’ve allowed a Rebel Base to operate there.” Taran nodded again at his words.

“And for that they will pay dearly. Tell the Captain’s of the other Star Destroyers to start orbital bombardment immediately.” She ordered.

“Even the cities?” Renlar asked with a look of distaste.

“Yes, even the cities. They have allowed both the Jedi and the Rebels to be on their planet. They are all guilty of treason.” Taran confirmed. The Captain briefly bowed his head and resumed his duties. “And ready my shuttle!” Taran looked out at Cangen as the two Star Destroyers began to position themselves above the planet’s atmosphere. Without warning the turbolasers opened fire falling onto the surface below in a continuous stream. Violent explosions covered the surface of the planet. It was glorious.

Taran reached out with the Force. She could feel the waves of terror coming from the planet’s terrified inhabitants, but that wasn’t what she was searching for. She continued reaching out in her mind, searching… until she found it. There was another force user on the planet and she felt them. She now knew exactly where they were. She spun round.

“I have found the Jedi. I require a squad of stormtroopers to come with me.” She informed the Captain.

“Shall we cease bombardment?” He asked. She looked at him like he was a fool.

“No. Continue with it until I give the order.” She then left the bridge with her black cloak billowing behind her. Renlar nodded and watched her leave. He was glad she was leaving the Resolve. Though he hated the Jedi, he hated the Sith and their followers even more.

2

Taran was a young child when the Clone Wars began. She grew up on the small planet Cuxhil which lay near the Outer Rim. For most of the war the planet was left untouched having little strategic value to either side. However towards the end of the war, the planet was unexpectedly invaded by the Separatists for a quick grab of resources desperately needed for their battles against the Republic.

Taran’s home village was in the direct path of the invasion and was virtually wiped of the map. Taran survived by hiding in the ruins and wondering what had happened to her parents. The Republic took some time to respond to this attack as their forces had been tied up in many other conflicts. When the Jedi and Clone Troopers finally arrived, the Separatist forces were quickly defeated and driven off the planet. The Republic helped rebuild and repair what they could. Taran came out of hiding to find her parents, and virtually everyone else she knew, were dead. The Jedi there discovered she was Force-sensitive and arranged to have her sent to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant for training, however by the time she got there the Jedi had been destroyed and The Republic had now become The Empire.

The Emperor had the remaining Force-sensitive children taken to another planet near the Galaxy’s Inner Core and trained in the Dark Side. Taran quickly emerged as a talented Force-user.

*

The Lambda-class Imperial Shuttle sped towards the planet. Taran focused on the presence of the Jedi. They were in the northern hemisphere. Possibly hiding out in some natural caves in a mountainous area of the planet, maybe even the Rebels were there with them.

The shuttle landed near some rocky outcrops. The ramp slowly dropped and Taran and a squad of stormtroopers walked down onto the planet’s surface. Not far from them were a group of hills that consisted of mostly bare rock. Taran’s black cloak swayed in the hot breeze. She looked to the south and saw the entire horizon engulfed in fire from the turbolasers launched from the Star Destroyers. Seeing the complete devastation at ground level was frightening, even to her.

Turning to the hills she saw no evidence of a Rebel base, but she could still feel the presence of the Jedi. They were very close. Leaving the stormtroopers to guard the Shuttle, she walked forward into the hot wind focusing on the Jedi. She walked up a hill and followed a path that seemed to wind around it which led to a series of caves. Reaching out she could feel the Jedi was in the left one. She cautiously walked into it and soon found herself striding down a smooth tunnel. Inside there were a number of rooms that were obviously a living space for someone. When she came to the last one, there in the middle of the floor was a women in brown robes sitting cross-legged on the floor. She seemed to be meditating. She had long brown hair that was turning grey and was probably slightly taller than Taran. She looked to be in her mid-forties.

“Olen Layfar?” Taran asked with a commanding tone. The woman opened her eyes and looked directly at her.

“I could feel you coming. As soon as you arrived in this system, I knew you were here. I didn’t see the point in running.” The Jedi said. Taran looked down at her with hate.

“You will regret that!” Taran answered. Olen looked at her with a bemused expression.

“I’m surprised they sent one so young as you to find me.” She said sizing up Taran. “Is all that devastation out there for me?”

“For you and the Rebels.” Taran answered while gripping her lightsaber.

“Rebels? There are no Rebels here. They’ve never been on this planet as far as I’m aware.” Olen informed her.

“Our intelligence said there is Rebel activity on this planet.” Taran replied.

“Maybe your intelligence was giving you false information to manipulate you in committing the atrocity you’ve now done. All those people killed for what? To punish them for something that wasn’t their fault?” Taran felt nothing but hatred and contempt for her.

“More Jedi lies!” Taran answered her. Olen just shook her head sadly.

“I see there’s no point in using reason with you.” Olen stated. Taran ignited her lightsaber. The red blade hummed above the seated figure of Olen.

“Either you surrender to me now or meet your destruction.” Taran told her.

“I will not surrender to you, and you will have to destroy me.” Olen said defiantly.

“If that is your destiny.” Taran replied. Taran quickly swung the lightsaber down onto the Jedi, but she dodged it with surprising grace and then ignited her own lightsaber while standing up. It had a bright green blade.

So it would be a fight to the death, then.

3

The lightsabers clashed. Taran tried to strike down her opponent, but Olen was too good at deflecting her blows. Olen narrowed her eyes.

“You are full of hate and anger. How can one so young be so full of hate?” Olen asked as she withstood more attacks from Taran’s lightsaber. Taran didn’t respond, but instead redoubled her efforts to overcome Olen’s defences. Olen began to apply more power to her blocking, forcing Taran back into the corridor. As Olen followed her, she began to counter Taran’s attacks with her own. Whenever Taran tried to stand her ground, she was forced back by the strength of Olen’s attacks.

“You are outclassed here, but I don’t want to kill you. Maybe you should consider leaving.” Olen advised her.

“You don’t know the power of the Dark Side.” Taran responded trying to hold her ground.

“Are all you followers of the Dark Side programmed to say that?” Olen asked her. Taran just grunted back. One more thrust from Olen led them both outside of the cave. In the distance Olen could see the Star Destroyers in the upper atmosphere raining down destruction onto the planet’s surface only a few miles away. The hot wind was rising.

“You brought all this destruction here just to find me?” She asked critically.

“It allowed me to locate you.” Taran admitted as the lightsaber hummed in her hands.

“Whatever the cost?” Olen asked pointedly.

“All methods to locate and destroy the last remaining Jedi will be used.” Taran informed her. Olen just shook her head sadly and then made another attack at Taran.

“You know what’s unfortunate? Underneath all that hate in you, there is still a good person in there. I can feel it.” Olen said after Taran parried her blow.

“I must obey my master!” Taran stated.

“If you let go of all that hate. I could train you.” Taran spat at Olen when she suggested this.

“A Jedi train me?” Taran looked at her incredulously while striking her lightsaber in anger. “You Jedi are the reason why I serve the Emperor! He has shown strength, while all the Jedi have only shown weakness!”

“Your mind has been poisoned by him.” Olen replied as she parried a thrust from Taran.

“If it wasn’t for the Jedi, my parents would be alive!” Taran screamed at her. Olen frowned.

“What do you mean?” she asked her.

“The Jedi couldn’t stop my planet from being invaded by the Separatists. The Jedi did nothing. It was days before they showed up, and by then my parents and everyone I knew were dead. So you and your Order are to blame!” Taran informed her as she struck angrily and Olen deflected her blows.

“It was a galaxy-wide war. We never had enough resources to protect everyone. We couldn’t be everywhere. I’m sorry your planet got invaded by the Separatists, but there were many tragedies like this through the war, and you can’t blame the Jedi for this.” Olen explained. As they got further away from the caves, Olen noticed the fire and destruction from the Star Destroyers was getting closer.

“Then who is to blame Jedi?” Taran taunted her.

“If you’re looking for someone to blame, you should blame your master, the Emperor. He was playing both sides to gain more power. The Clone Wars wouldn’t have happened if it wasn’t for his machinations. Those Separatists that invaded your world were ultimately taking orders from him.” Olen informed her. Taran looked enraged at her. She launched a violent flurry of blows onto Olen with such force that it caught Olen by surprise, and she found herself backing away.

“You lie!” Taran cried vehemently. “The Emperor ended the conflict and brought peace to the galaxy!”

“Yes he brought “peace, once the galaxy was his to control after destroying the Jedi and all serious opposition to him.” Olen said while backing away from Taran’s relentless blows. “It was his fault, and he has turned you into his own instrument of evil doing acts of destruction in his name, when it was his own hunger for power that resulted in the death of your parents, and many others on both sides.” Olen was able to strike back. She saw a moment of hesitation and indecision in Taran’s movements and tried to force her back again, but then Taran renewed her attack.

“No I don’t believe you!” Taran cried. Olen saw the Star Destroyers getting even closer. The heat from the blasts was rising. Taran’s long dark hair was blown around her head like a dark halo.

“Are you aware your forces are getting closer? Are they coming for you too? Has your master betrayed even you?” Olen asked her. Taran looked to her side. Olen suddenly saw the concern in Taran’s eyes.

“They weren’t meant to come this far north!” She turned to face Olen. “I should kill you quickly then.” She launched another violent onslaught at Olen that she parried. Taran held out one hand and Olen found herself abruptly pushed back towards the caves. Taran advanced on her.

“You know my words are true. Your master is not on your side. He has manipulated into becoming this monster and he will dispense with you when you’re no longer needed.” Olen warned her. Again she saw the indecision on Taran’s face. “Come away with me! I will train you. I will help you get rid of all that hate you carry in your heart. It is eating away at you.” Taran looked at her and then with a look of resolve, she renewed her attacks. The Jedi was stripping away the layers inside her. She could feel the old hurts, and the gaping black emptiness inside her. It was making her feel naked. She had to make it stop.

“There is no saving me.” she said as spun around catching Olen by surprise. Taran’s red blade plunged straight into Olen’s chest. Olen dropped to the ground with a look of surprise on her face. Her lightsaber fell to the ground. Taran then dropped to her knees beside the dead figure seeing the gaping hole left in her chest. For the first time since she was that small frightened child living in the ruins of her home tears ran down her face. She started to cry as the world around her exploded. She cried for her lost childhood, her dead parents, and the evil she had done in their name. Taran continued crying out as the turbolaser blasts got ever closer.

She had followed her orders: the Jedi was dead, but she hadn’t passed the test.

Joanne Fisher

I originally wrote and published this story on my blog in three parts in late 2018. I’ve damaged my lower back again, so I thought I would re-edit this story rather than write anything new at the moment, as the pain is making it hard to think.

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On the Run 3 (fiction)

On the Run

3

“Jedi? I’m not a Jedi.” Sadeya lied. Will raised his eyebrows at her words.

“You were using the Force to lift those containers into the ship. I saw you doing it. There is no way you could have lifted them by yourself. The stormtroopers were looking for a Jedi, just after you appeared seeking passage to escape the authorities. You’re going to tell me that was all a coincidence?” Will asked her. Sadeya looked down on the ground.

“Maybe it was.” she replied. Will laughed.

“You’re safe here. I’m not going to turn you in to the Empire. I just want to talk. Is that okay?”

“Fine.” Sadeya answered.

“Is Frifac your real name?” Will asked.

“No, my name is Sadeya Tatvea. I’m sorry for the deception. I don’t know who to trust.” Sadeya told him.

“That’s okay. You’re a particularly bad liar, if that helps. I’m guessing you would have been a padawan when the purge happened.” Sadeya looked up at him when he said this.

“Yes, my master was killed when our clone troopers suddenly attacked us. It happened with no warning. I ran as fast as I could and manged to evade their shots. They spent days searching for me. I hid in a small cave until I reckoned it was safe. I then stowed away in a transport and managed to blend into the crowds after landing at a spaceport.”

“Have you killed many others since you ran?”

“No only the one I killed recently. They attacked me and tried to steal what things I had left. I just suddenly felt angry and cut them down with my lightsaber. It’s never happened before.”

“So you’ve been on the run since the Republic became the Empire?”

“Yes I’ve been in hiding since then, waiting for the remaining Jedi to regroup and restore the Republic.” Sadeya replied. Will gasped.

“It’s been six years since the Purge. You’ve been on the run all that time? I would guess you’d be one of the last remaining Jedi, but maybe there are others out there. I think if they were going to restore the Republic, they probably would have done so by now.” Will informed her. Sadeya’s head was swimming. Had it really been that long?

“I guess I’ve lost track of time.” she admitted.

“I have a home at the next spaceport and a daughter who is around the same age as you. You’re welcome to stay there as long as you need. There will be a soft bed, food and shelter. You can even help me with my trade runs if you want. You could be useful. You’re still young, maybe you should think about creating a new life for yourself, rather than staying on the run forever, because eventually they will find you.” Will offered.

“Thanks.” Sadeya replied. Will nodded his head and headed back to the ship’s cockpit. At least she now had somewhere to stay for a while. That was the best prospects she had had for such a long time…

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On the Run 2 (fiction)

On the Run

2

Sadeya walked though the crowded streets that seemed to get busier the closer she got to the docking bays. At one point the crowds parted as a patrol of stormtroopers marched through. Sadeya hid behind a partition once she saw them. When they were gone, she continued on her way. She came to a docking bay and saw that a light freighter was being loaded with supplies. She stood in the entrance way watching. The older male who was loading up the ship noticed her.

“Can I help you?” he asked.

“I’m wanting to get off this planet and was wondering if you take passengers?” she replied.

“Not usually. Anywhere particular you’re heading to?”

“No, I just want to get away from here.” she told him. He grunted.

“Trying to avoid the authorities?” he asked pointedly.

“In a manner of speaking.” He stood there for a moment and regarded her.

“Are you able to pay for passage?”

“I don’t have a lot of credits, but I can work it off. I can help you load those supplies.” Sadeya offered. He looked at her small frame and thin arms doubtfully. Sadeya looked up at him hopefully as he looked deep in thought.

“Okay you can help me, but I’ll only take you as far as the next star system I’m heading to. After that, you’re on your own.” he informed her. “What’s your name?”

“My name is Frifac.” she said.

“Okay Frifac, I’m Will Letgar. You hear they’re looking for a Jedi? They found a dead body that has lightsaber cuts on them, apparently.”

“No I hadn’t heard that.” Sadeya replied. She spent the next couple of hours helping to load the freighter, using the Force surreptitiously to help lift the heavy containers onboard. Once they were done, Will began getting the ship ready for take off.

“That went quicker than expected. Get on board we’re about to go.” Will told her. Just then a squad of stormtroopers entered the docking bay.

“We have orders to search every ship for a Jedi fugitive.” the lead stormtrooper announced.

“Okay, search away. All you’ll find is containers of Yoseon grain though.” Will told them.

“And who is this?” the stormtrooper asked pointing directly at Sadeya.

“That’s my daughter. She helps with my supply runs.” Will told them.

“And where’s your wife?”

“She died many years ago.”

“Do you have identification?”

“Sure, I have both mine and my daughters with me.” He handed over a couple of datapads to the stormtrooper who checked them over. Once the stormtrooper appeared satisfied, the other stormtroopers searched the ship. After a few minutes of searching they left.

“Thanks for that.” Sadeya said, still wide-eyed with surprise.

“Luckily for you I do have a daughter that helps me, sometimes. She’ll be at the next port. Now we better go, before we attract anymore attention.” Will suggested. Shortly afterwards they took off. Sadeya watched the planet recede from view. Aside from the usual Imperial Customs Frigates, there was also a Star Destroyer now in orbit around the planet. Once the ship went into hyperspace, Will joined her in crew quarters. He sat down in front of her and looked at her.

“Is there a problem?” Sadeya asked. Will shook his head.

“Now we’re away from that planet, we need to talk, Jedi.”

to be continued…

Joanne Fisher

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On the Run 1 (fiction)

On the Run

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Sadeya looked down at the dead body before her. She retracted the lightsaber blade and kneeled down by them already regretting her actions. In anger, she had struck them down. It wasn’t the Jedi way, she knew that. She was better than this. Knowing she had strayed from the path, she would have to atone for this transgression. Not for the first time she wished Master Logoth was still alive. What had they told her? Hate and anger were paths to the Dark Side of the Force. Using such emotions to guide you would eventually end in your own destruction.

Sadeya hid her lightsaber away and left the alleyway she had been hiding in. If anyone saw her weapon, she would be in big trouble. Right now, all she wanted was a way off this planet. She had lingered here too long, and she knew to stay in one place too long was to invite trouble. The Empire would track her down and kill or imprison her, as they had done to many others of her lost Order. She had to get a ride on some freighter out of here as soon as possible.

As she left she glanced at the body in the alleyway. She had tried to hide them as best she could, but you could still see them if you looked hard enough. She didn’t know who they were, but they had tried to steal what meagre possessions she still had. All that was left of her former life, before the dark times, before The Empire. Without barely a thought she had struck them down. It would only be a matter of time until the body was discovered, and the telltale wounds from a lightsaber seen. That would at least bring in an Inquisitor, the hunters of the few remaining Jedi. They would use the Dark Side to track her down, and that would be it. She hurried away.

Above she heard the boom of a spacecraft entering the atmosphere. Sadeya looked up to see an Imperial Shuttle coming into land at the spaceport. She stopped in her tracks. Had she left it too long to move on?

to be continued….

Joanne Fisher

Just wrote this on a whim while watching The Empire Strikes Back. I’m not sure where it’s going to go at this stage.

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The Inquisitor, part three

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The Inquisitor, part three

The lightsabers clashed. Taran tried to strike down her opponent, but Olen was too good at deflecting her blows. Olen narrowed her eyes.

“You are full of hate and anger. How can one so young be so full of hate?” Olen asked as she withstood more attacks from Taran’s lightsaber.

Taran didn’t respond but instead redoubled her efforts to overcome Olen’s defences. Olen began to apply more power to her blocking forcing Taran back into the corridor. As she followed her down the corridor she began to counter Taran’s attacks with her own. Taran tried to stand her ground but was forced back by the strength of Olen’s counter-attack.

“You are outclassed here. I don’t want to kill you. Maybe you should consider leaving.” Olen advised her.

“You don’t know the power of the Dark Side.” Taran responded trying to hold her ground.

“Are all you Dark Side users programmed to say that?” Olen asked her. Taran just grunted at her.

One more thrust from Olen led them both outside of the cave. In the distance Olen could see the Star Destroyers in the upper atmosphere raining down destruction onto the planet’s surface only a few miles away. A warm wind was rising.

“You brought all this destruction here just to find me?” She asked critically.

“It allowed me to locate you.” Taran admitted as the lightsaber hummed in her hands.

“Whatever the cost?” Olen asked pointedly.

“All methods to locate and destroy the last remaining Jedi will be used.” Taran informed her. Olen just shook her head sadly and then made another attack at Taran.

“You know what’s unfortunate? Underneath all that hate in you there is still a good person in there. I can feel it.” Olen said after Taran parried her blow.

“I must obey my orders!” Taran stated.

“If you let go of all that hate. I could train you.” Taran spat at Olen when she suggested this.

“A Jedi train me?” Taran looked at her incredulously while striking her lightsaber in anger. “You Jedi are the reason why I serve the Emperor! He has shown strength while all the Jedi did was show how weak they were!”

“Not true! Your mind has been poisoned by him.” Olen said as she parried a thrust from Taran.

“If it wasn’t for the Jedi my parents would be alive!” Taran screamed at her. Olen frowned.

“What do you mean?” she asked her.

“The Jedi couldn’t stop my planet from being invaded by the Separatists. They did nothing. It was days before they showed up and by then my parents and everyone I knew were dead. So you and your Order are to blame!” Taran informed her as she paced angrily and Olen deflected her blows.

“It was a galaxy-wide war. We never had enough resources to protect everyone. We couldn’t be everywhere. I’m sorry your planet got invaded by the Separatists, but there were many tragedies like this through the war, and you can’t blame the Jedi for this.” Olen explained. As they got further away from the caves she noticed the fire and destruction from the Star Destroyers were getting closer.

“Then who is to blame Jedi?” Taran taunted her.

“If you’re looking for someone to blame you should blame your master, the Emperor. He was playing both sides to gain more power. The Clone Wars wouldn’t have happened if it wasn’t for his machinations. Those Separatists that invaded your world were ultimately working for him.” Olen informed her. Taran looked enraged at her. She launched a violent flurry of blows onto Olen with such force that it caught Olen by surprise and she found herself backing away.

“You lie!” Taran cried vehemently. “The Emperor ended the conflict and brought peace to the galaxy!”

“Yes he brought “peace”. Once the galaxy was his after he destroyed the Jedi and all serious opposition to him was defeated.” Olen said while backing away from Taran’s relentless blows. “It was his fault and he has turned you into his own instrument of evil doing acts of destruction in his name, when it was his own hunger for power that resulted in the death of your parents and many others on both sides.” Olen was able to strike back. She saw a moment of hesitation and indecision in Taran’s movements and tried to force her back again. But then Taran renewed her attack.

“No I don’t believe it!” Taran cried. Olen saw the Star Destroyers getting even closer. A hot gale was rising. Taran’s long dark hair was flapping around her head like a dark halo.

“Are you aware your forces are getting closer? Are they coming for you to? Has your master betrayed even you?” Olen asked her. Taran looked to her side. Olen could see the concern in her eyes.

“They weren’t meant to come this far north!” She turned to face Olen. “I should kill you quickly then.” She launched another violent onslaught at Olen. Olen parried. Taran held out one hand and Olen found herself abruptly pushed back towards the caves. Taran advanced on her.

“You know my words are true. Your master is not on your side. He has manipulated into becoming this monster and he will dispense with you when you’re no longer needed.” Olen warned her. Again she saw the indecision on Taran’s face. “Come away with me! I will train you. I will help you get rid of all that hate you carry in your heart. It is eating you away.” Taran looked at her and then with a look of resolve she renewed her attacks. The Jedi was stripping away layers inside her. She could feel the old hurts, and the gaping black emptiness inside her. It was making her feel naked. It had to stop.

“There is no saving me.” she said as spun around catching Olen by surprise. Taran’s red blade plunged straight into Olen’s chest. Olen dropped to the ground with a look of surprise on her face. Taran then dropped to her knees beside the dead figure seeing the gaping hole left in her chest. For the first time since she was that small frightened child living in the ruins of her home tears ran down her face. She started to cry as the world behind her exploded. She cried for her lost childhood, her dead parents, and the evil she had done in their name. She continued crying as the turbolaser blasts got ever closer.

She had followed her orders. The Jedi was dead. But she hadn’t passed the test.

The End.

Joanne Fisher

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