Actually the following story is about Corwin and Sylar...
Shortly after the Corellian Incident
"A Royal End" Part One
"Corwin, there's a message from General Craken on the holo reciever for you. He's asking for a favor." Sylar says to Corwin who's currently swearing as he's attempting to re-engineer/re-assemble the White Witch.
"Okay, I need a break anyway. This is truly frustrating and will take a LONG time to fix..." The White Witch is horribly battered from his encounter on Boonta, when we saved Alec.
The holo awaits Corwin on the bridge, General Craken is tapping his foot to some unheard tune.
"Yes, General, what can I do for you?" Corwin asks
"Good work on Corellia. Things are really coming together after they passed the Militia Act. However, I have a favor to ask of you." Cracken says
"You can always ASK, my friend." Corwin responds cheerfully
Cracken wrinkles his brow, and looks back at Corwin and says "It's just a comm relay station. No more than two days out from your current position. It was an Imperial listening post and we have intel that suggests there is some valuable intel to be had from the place. It's supposedly abandoned, with its systems on automatic and had recently received a transmission from somewhere in the outer rim. I want you to check it out if that's not too much trouble."
"Certainly." Corwin Says
"AND General Amber, you have been re-instated into the New Republic Military, officially as of today." Cracken adds
"really, I thought I resigned." Corwin says with a smile
"No, I never sent the paperwork in." Craken smiles back just as brightly
"Okay, Topper and I will look into it" Corwin says and the transmission ends
Two days later
"Corwin, I sense a lot of life signs on the station. For an abandoned listening post... That's simply strange." Sylar says
"Perhaps the Empire beat us to the message. We'll find out shortly. Jeeves drop us and cut out, find a nice place to set the Ace down and wait for us to signal for pickup."
"Gotcha Corwin" Jeeves says uncharacteristically, taking some true joy in commanding the Ace once again
After drop off, Corwin and Slyar are observing the base with binoculars.
"Yeah, just as I suspected. Imperial Troops. We should get down there and find out what this data is." About a dozen Stormtroopers are posted outside the entrance.
"That's odd" Sylar says scanning the Landing pad for the facility
'What's odd?" Corwin asks
"They have no shuttles or ships on their pad, and we neither sensed nor detected anything with your superior sensors on the way in..." Sylar adds
"Yes, that is odd. This is feeling more and more like a trap to me. Be mindful of what you sense while we are here." Corwin says
"I feel cold." Sylar Remarks
"Yes, I feel it too. The presence of a darksider..."
Less than ten minutes later Corwin and Sylar have made short work of the Stormtoopers guarding the entrance and still no call for general alarm goes up.
"Looks like they were expecting us." Corwin remarks
"I sense that too" Sylar says
"No, I meant the data panel on the door" Corwin chuckles "It says, welcome General Amber"
"What?" Then Sylar looks at it "How more bizzare can all of this get?"
"I think we are barely scratching the surface on the weirdness and danger." Corwin says opening the unlocked door
"Once inside, lets use our duet saber routine. I think we're going to have to act as one to survive this." Corwin says with a distant look on his face
"Have you seen the future?" Sylar asks
"No, it is simply a VERY strong feeling of mortal peril."
Corwin and Sylar walk into the station, largely devoid of equipment. Finally finding their way to the command center that had been cleared largely. They both walk up to the sole active data terminal. Several doors on either side of the grand circular chamber ring the two Jedi. The holo transmitter suddenly explodes into life and em its the towering image of the Emperor.
"Ah, General Amber, It is so very nice of you to come." The Image of the Emperor says
"Ah, Imperial Impostor." Corwin says boldly "I don't know who you are..." He pauses, sensing a presence he had felt once before, then continues regarding the image with more scrutiny "How did you find my cupcake to taste?"
"I have never..." Then the image grows angry, realizing it had been baited into a trap of social parlay
"Yes, it is as I had known all along. You are NOT the Emperor. For I sent him a cupcake, prior to the battle of Endor." Corwin chuckles
"You DARE to mock me! Do you know who I am!!!" The image asks
"I have a good idea. I have briefly encountered you before, when we stole the location of the Second Death Star from the Imperial Data Grid. You appeared when we stole the intel on ship deployment and lingered to acquire more. Even resisted a Blaster bolt..." Corwin remarks sizing his adversary up
"Soon, you smug sonuva*****, you will lean the true meaning of all my planning that has been set in motion." The image says angered
"You are, indeed, no Emperor. I would not be able to rouse him as I did you. Besides, Luke Skywalker confirmed that he was destroyed on the Second Death Star." Corwin says confidently
"Skywalker is dead, you could not have..." Pausing to size up the Jedi in Corwin "Perhaps, I underestimated you."
"Whoever you are, know that you are dealing with no novice in the Force. I, like my friend Skywalker before me am a fully trained Jedi and the Force is my ally." Corwin says bodly, for one of the rare displays of his confidence in his ability. He was not one to brag, but this was more a threat than mere braggery.
"I see you have brought your little padawan." The Image turns to regard Sylar
"He's not little and assuredly, his skills are more than a match for any of your lackeys" Corwin snaps back
Sylar beams, even in the cold emitting from the darkside image
"WE SHALL SEE!!! General Amber, I welcome you to your demise. BEHOLD!" The Image says as all the doors to the circular room open as one and a Royal Guardsman emerges from each entry as one in perfect unison. All in the signature red armor, all with Force Pikes, all but two... Two have dual bladed, wicked staffs. "Enjoy your end, this shall be entertaining to watch."
Indeed, it was a trap. The "New" Emperor had sent the entire retinue of Royal Guardsmen to this station and set it up to bait Corwin here. The Royal Guard were of the last, unwaveringly loyal troops that could identify his deception masquerading as the Emperor, as they could only confirm this in person, the holo image commanded the to attack. "Kill them slowly for my pleasure. HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH!!!!" His wicked laughter filling the chamber.
Corwin nods to Sylar and receives the confirming nod in return. The two Jedi, Master and Apprentice, draw their lightstaves in unison whirling them out in a precise motion. It is such a precise maneuver as bring their unlit staves up into a salute to their enemies, as they move back to back, that the only way you would ever know they were not one person in two places would be by facial identification as they were attired in nearly identical garb.
The Royal Guardsmen closed, and the Master and Apprentice waited. The were surrounded, and the Master and apprentice waited. The first wave of combatants closed to strike and they burst into harmonious motion. Their dual bladed lightstaves igniting in perfect union, spinning in a ballad of deadly light. Rather than seeing two combatants working in unision, it was like observing the SAME blademaster in two places at once.
Shortly after the Corellian Incident
"A Royal End" Part One
"Corwin, there's a message from General Craken on the holo reciever for you. He's asking for a favor." Sylar says to Corwin who's currently swearing as he's attempting to re-engineer/re-assemble the White Witch.
"Okay, I need a break anyway. This is truly frustrating and will take a LONG time to fix..." The White Witch is horribly battered from his encounter on Boonta, when we saved Alec.
The holo awaits Corwin on the bridge, General Craken is tapping his foot to some unheard tune.
"Yes, General, what can I do for you?" Corwin asks
"Good work on Corellia. Things are really coming together after they passed the Militia Act. However, I have a favor to ask of you." Cracken says
"You can always ASK, my friend." Corwin responds cheerfully
Cracken wrinkles his brow, and looks back at Corwin and says "It's just a comm relay station. No more than two days out from your current position. It was an Imperial listening post and we have intel that suggests there is some valuable intel to be had from the place. It's supposedly abandoned, with its systems on automatic and had recently received a transmission from somewhere in the outer rim. I want you to check it out if that's not too much trouble."
"Certainly." Corwin Says
"AND General Amber, you have been re-instated into the New Republic Military, officially as of today." Cracken adds
"really, I thought I resigned." Corwin says with a smile
"No, I never sent the paperwork in." Craken smiles back just as brightly
"Okay, Topper and I will look into it" Corwin says and the transmission ends
Two days later
"Corwin, I sense a lot of life signs on the station. For an abandoned listening post... That's simply strange." Sylar says
"Perhaps the Empire beat us to the message. We'll find out shortly. Jeeves drop us and cut out, find a nice place to set the Ace down and wait for us to signal for pickup."
"Gotcha Corwin" Jeeves says uncharacteristically, taking some true joy in commanding the Ace once again
After drop off, Corwin and Slyar are observing the base with binoculars.
"Yeah, just as I suspected. Imperial Troops. We should get down there and find out what this data is." About a dozen Stormtroopers are posted outside the entrance.
"That's odd" Sylar says scanning the Landing pad for the facility
'What's odd?" Corwin asks
"They have no shuttles or ships on their pad, and we neither sensed nor detected anything with your superior sensors on the way in..." Sylar adds
"Yes, that is odd. This is feeling more and more like a trap to me. Be mindful of what you sense while we are here." Corwin says
"I feel cold." Sylar Remarks
"Yes, I feel it too. The presence of a darksider..."
Less than ten minutes later Corwin and Sylar have made short work of the Stormtoopers guarding the entrance and still no call for general alarm goes up.
"Looks like they were expecting us." Corwin remarks
"I sense that too" Sylar says
"No, I meant the data panel on the door" Corwin chuckles "It says, welcome General Amber"
"What?" Then Sylar looks at it "How more bizzare can all of this get?"
"I think we are barely scratching the surface on the weirdness and danger." Corwin says opening the unlocked door
"Once inside, lets use our duet saber routine. I think we're going to have to act as one to survive this." Corwin says with a distant look on his face
"Have you seen the future?" Sylar asks
"No, it is simply a VERY strong feeling of mortal peril."
Corwin and Sylar walk into the station, largely devoid of equipment. Finally finding their way to the command center that had been cleared largely. They both walk up to the sole active data terminal. Several doors on either side of the grand circular chamber ring the two Jedi. The holo transmitter suddenly explodes into life and em its the towering image of the Emperor.
"Ah, General Amber, It is so very nice of you to come." The Image of the Emperor says
"Ah, Imperial Impostor." Corwin says boldly "I don't know who you are..." He pauses, sensing a presence he had felt once before, then continues regarding the image with more scrutiny "How did you find my cupcake to taste?"
"I have never..." Then the image grows angry, realizing it had been baited into a trap of social parlay
"Yes, it is as I had known all along. You are NOT the Emperor. For I sent him a cupcake, prior to the battle of Endor." Corwin chuckles
"You DARE to mock me! Do you know who I am!!!" The image asks
"I have a good idea. I have briefly encountered you before, when we stole the location of the Second Death Star from the Imperial Data Grid. You appeared when we stole the intel on ship deployment and lingered to acquire more. Even resisted a Blaster bolt..." Corwin remarks sizing his adversary up
"Soon, you smug sonuva*****, you will lean the true meaning of all my planning that has been set in motion." The image says angered
"You are, indeed, no Emperor. I would not be able to rouse him as I did you. Besides, Luke Skywalker confirmed that he was destroyed on the Second Death Star." Corwin says confidently
"Skywalker is dead, you could not have..." Pausing to size up the Jedi in Corwin "Perhaps, I underestimated you."
"Whoever you are, know that you are dealing with no novice in the Force. I, like my friend Skywalker before me am a fully trained Jedi and the Force is my ally." Corwin says bodly, for one of the rare displays of his confidence in his ability. He was not one to brag, but this was more a threat than mere braggery.
"I see you have brought your little padawan." The Image turns to regard Sylar
"He's not little and assuredly, his skills are more than a match for any of your lackeys" Corwin snaps back
Sylar beams, even in the cold emitting from the darkside image
"WE SHALL SEE!!! General Amber, I welcome you to your demise. BEHOLD!" The Image says as all the doors to the circular room open as one and a Royal Guardsman emerges from each entry as one in perfect unison. All in the signature red armor, all with Force Pikes, all but two... Two have dual bladed, wicked staffs. "Enjoy your end, this shall be entertaining to watch."
Indeed, it was a trap. The "New" Emperor had sent the entire retinue of Royal Guardsmen to this station and set it up to bait Corwin here. The Royal Guard were of the last, unwaveringly loyal troops that could identify his deception masquerading as the Emperor, as they could only confirm this in person, the holo image commanded the to attack. "Kill them slowly for my pleasure. HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH!!!!" His wicked laughter filling the chamber.
Corwin nods to Sylar and receives the confirming nod in return. The two Jedi, Master and Apprentice, draw their lightstaves in unison whirling them out in a precise motion. It is such a precise maneuver as bring their unlit staves up into a salute to their enemies, as they move back to back, that the only way you would ever know they were not one person in two places would be by facial identification as they were attired in nearly identical garb.
The Royal Guardsmen closed, and the Master and Apprentice waited. The were surrounded, and the Master and apprentice waited. The first wave of combatants closed to strike and they burst into harmonious motion. Their dual bladed lightstaves igniting in perfect union, spinning in a ballad of deadly light. Rather than seeing two combatants working in unision, it was like observing the SAME blademaster in two places at once.
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