“Jedi I asked you a question!”
Tenbris pounded his fist on the table and Kat came back to reality, her deep green eyes focusing on him fully.
“What nonsense could be on your mind and more important than me, the greatest god in the universe?”
“My dry cleaning is more important than you.”
He howled with mock laughter and pounded the table again.
“You are quit witty Jedi, and such a beauty. Tell me, what makes you different than the Jedi I’ve slain in the past?”
“I am no different.” Kat spoke meekly as she fought the urge to faint from dizziness.
“Yes you are. I sense something different in you. A power I did not sense in Hinata or the Witch.”
It was Kats turn to laugh, and she did, the musical sound carrying around the cavern. “Hawk Hinata has more power in his pinky than I have in my entire body. If you think otherwise you are beyond foolish.”
“Oh really? Yet I killed your Jedi hero quit easily.”
Kat blinked back tears and let her deep green eyes travel once more to the spot where Hawk lay apparently lifeless.
“There is no death, there is the Force.”
The dark monster howled with laughter and pounded the table again.
“After everything you have seen you still put faith in that Jedi poo doo taught to you? Don’t you realize it was I who created the Jedi? They were fools who rebuked my influence and rebelled into what you now call the Jedi Order, but it was I who gave the mortals of this galaxy the power to wield the Force.”
She took her eyes of Hawk reluctantly and tried to process what Tenbris was telling her. He had created the Force? No… not created… but had given mortals the power to harness it. The Jedi had never taught this. Maybe they did not know. Or maybe it was a steaming pile of bantha dung.
“You’ll forgive me for never reading your falsities in a history book.”
Tenbris scowled and thrashed food off the table angrily. “You mortals are so arrogant! You are nothing in this galaxy. You cannot fathom the creations of matter and beings in the limited brains you have. So quick are you to dismiss ancient ways for your new fancy religions, but never truly knowing where your power comes from! I gave it to you! And I can take it away!”
In one swift motion he stood and raised his palm towards Kat. The same purple black tendrils of the darkside emerged, but powerful this time. They hit Kat in the chest and sent her flying from her chair. Her back hit the rough stone wall and she felt all the air get knocked out of her lungs.
He advanced slowly, still holding his palm open to keep the dark energy washing over her. Kat could feel energy moving in her body, but it did not seem to be depleting. In fact she felt just as strong as always, perhaps winded, but her strength in the Force was not influenced, despite the darkness surrounding her.
She stood up and held her own palm up, breaking the dark tendrils with the same white energy as before. She had not meant to do it. Her body seemed to be working on auto pilot, while her mind lagged behind.
“That’s impossible!”
He lowered his palm and stared at her, but she was not looking at him. She had just seen Hawks body stir and suddenly a small glimmer of hope erupted in her chest. If she could keep Tenbris busy long enough maybe Hawk would stir further, and then the true hero could win this battle. The galaxy needed Hawk Hinata, of this she was absolutely certain. But how long would Tenbris play with his food before he ate it? Surely he intended to kill her? But what was one more weak Jedi sacrifice if it meant Hawk could live again? If she could just stall long enough maybe she could give Hawk a chance to escape.
She got fully to her feet, and faced Tenbris again, but he did not attack immediately. He was staring at her in disbelief. Again he sent a wave of dark energy at her and once more the weird white energy waved it away.
“It can’t be! I have taken away the gift I gave mortals centuries ago. You should be in agony as you lose your ability to sense the Force!
………Unless….”
“Unless what?” Kat was only half listening. She was trying to think of other ways to stall the dark creature.
“Unless you aren’t mortal.”
Hawk Hinata
Tenbris pounded his fist on the table and Kat came back to reality, her deep green eyes focusing on him fully.
“What nonsense could be on your mind and more important than me, the greatest god in the universe?”
“My dry cleaning is more important than you.”
He howled with mock laughter and pounded the table again.
“You are quit witty Jedi, and such a beauty. Tell me, what makes you different than the Jedi I’ve slain in the past?”
“I am no different.” Kat spoke meekly as she fought the urge to faint from dizziness.
“Yes you are. I sense something different in you. A power I did not sense in Hinata or the Witch.”
It was Kats turn to laugh, and she did, the musical sound carrying around the cavern. “Hawk Hinata has more power in his pinky than I have in my entire body. If you think otherwise you are beyond foolish.”
“Oh really? Yet I killed your Jedi hero quit easily.”
Kat blinked back tears and let her deep green eyes travel once more to the spot where Hawk lay apparently lifeless.
“There is no death, there is the Force.”
The dark monster howled with laughter and pounded the table again.
“After everything you have seen you still put faith in that Jedi poo doo taught to you? Don’t you realize it was I who created the Jedi? They were fools who rebuked my influence and rebelled into what you now call the Jedi Order, but it was I who gave the mortals of this galaxy the power to wield the Force.”
She took her eyes of Hawk reluctantly and tried to process what Tenbris was telling her. He had created the Force? No… not created… but had given mortals the power to harness it. The Jedi had never taught this. Maybe they did not know. Or maybe it was a steaming pile of bantha dung.
“You’ll forgive me for never reading your falsities in a history book.”
Tenbris scowled and thrashed food off the table angrily. “You mortals are so arrogant! You are nothing in this galaxy. You cannot fathom the creations of matter and beings in the limited brains you have. So quick are you to dismiss ancient ways for your new fancy religions, but never truly knowing where your power comes from! I gave it to you! And I can take it away!”
In one swift motion he stood and raised his palm towards Kat. The same purple black tendrils of the darkside emerged, but powerful this time. They hit Kat in the chest and sent her flying from her chair. Her back hit the rough stone wall and she felt all the air get knocked out of her lungs.
He advanced slowly, still holding his palm open to keep the dark energy washing over her. Kat could feel energy moving in her body, but it did not seem to be depleting. In fact she felt just as strong as always, perhaps winded, but her strength in the Force was not influenced, despite the darkness surrounding her.
She stood up and held her own palm up, breaking the dark tendrils with the same white energy as before. She had not meant to do it. Her body seemed to be working on auto pilot, while her mind lagged behind.
“That’s impossible!”
He lowered his palm and stared at her, but she was not looking at him. She had just seen Hawks body stir and suddenly a small glimmer of hope erupted in her chest. If she could keep Tenbris busy long enough maybe Hawk would stir further, and then the true hero could win this battle. The galaxy needed Hawk Hinata, of this she was absolutely certain. But how long would Tenbris play with his food before he ate it? Surely he intended to kill her? But what was one more weak Jedi sacrifice if it meant Hawk could live again? If she could just stall long enough maybe she could give Hawk a chance to escape.
She got fully to her feet, and faced Tenbris again, but he did not attack immediately. He was staring at her in disbelief. Again he sent a wave of dark energy at her and once more the weird white energy waved it away.
“It can’t be! I have taken away the gift I gave mortals centuries ago. You should be in agony as you lose your ability to sense the Force!
………Unless….”
“Unless what?” Kat was only half listening. She was trying to think of other ways to stall the dark creature.
“Unless you aren’t mortal.”

Last edited by a moderator: