LordofMayhem
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Deep in unknown space, orbiting around a forgotten planet, a large Armada of various battle cruisers and fighters swarm.
A medical frigate surrounded by a dozen fighters seemed to be at the center of the armada. A modified cargo ship approaches and docks with the frigate.
In the frigate’s hanger stand a dozen troops and an officer waiting to greet the cargo ship’s passengers.
As the boarding ramp lowers, an ancient HK-62 droid walks down. Sniper rifle carried low, he takes in the surroundings in a second, processing all the life forms.
Behind him steps a tall slender female. Dressed in tan spacer gear with grease marks all over. Long white hair hanging around her face and past her shoulders, solid white eyes shine brightly beneath. She has a tool belt around her waist with a lightsaber handle clipped on one side.
The officer stands at attention as the two make their way over.
“Mistress. I’m glad you arrived. We’ve been getting strange reports from his life support. We can’t figure out the meaning yet and hoped you’d shed some light.”
“At ease Chief. It’s been too long since I last visited him anyway.”
Glancing back at her ship, the young woman says to a maintenance officer “move her to her quarters and see that the Inferno is refueled and checked over”
Not waiting for a response, she turns back to the Chief.
“Alright show me what he’s been up to since I was here last.
The Chief medical officer, the young woman and the HK-62 head off deep into the heart of the frigate.
They arrive at a lab with about half a dozen medical personnel moving around checking equipment. In the center or the room is a large coffin sized container with a glass cover that looks frozen over with ice.
The young woman moves over to the container and runs her long fingers across the glass, then reaching out with the Force she mumbles “I’m here dada.”
She feels her father’s presence. His life force faint, but there. His presence in the Force a strong black stain against the Light.
“We’ve checked all the systems and they are functioning properly but...” the Chief is cut off by the girl.
“The readings change and the equipment..goes haywire?”
“Not quite haywire m’am. More like the settings get changed”
She glances at the Chief with her solid white eyes, then back at the container.
Closing her eyes, she places a hand on the glass again and then opens herself to the Force. There again his her father’s presence. Powerful. There is another presence. Her mother. The girl can feel a subtle change in her mother’s Force aura as her container is hooked up on board the frigate. This is the closest Mother and father have been in about a decade.
Focusing on her father’s aura again, she reaches deeper. “Dada what is it? What’s made you stir now? It’s too soon.”
In response the lights flicker and machines start beeping as data flies across screens.
HK-62 brings his weapon up as he speedily scans the room for hostiles. The girl hurries to a data station. Scanning the screen as the information flies by.
Just as suddenly as it began, everything goes back to normal.
She remains staring at the screen, hands leaning on the desk.
“Query: Mistress, who should I eliminate?”
A few personnel look around nervously.
“Stand down HK. All clear.”
“Disappointment: as you wish mistress Kerizorah.”
The girl allows a small smirk at the droid’s ...enthusiasm, then turns back to the station.
“Chief, it’s a code. He’s trying to tell us something. Do you have recordings of the other outbursts?”
The chief exclaims “A message mistress? Uh um sorry...yes yes we do have what you seek. I will have them brought up on that terminal immediately. Do you think you can read it?”
“I’m not sure. I caught part of a message in ancient Arkanian that he used when I was younger. But I was only able to make out a few words. Not one alive is familiar with the ancient tongue and he never finished teaching me all of it.”
The screen in front of her lit up again as the files uploaded. Kerizorah began to
Scan through them for anything she might recognize.
After an hour of reading, Kerizorah leans back in the chair and stretches, still stiff from flying her mother’s ship.
“Anything mistress?” The chief asked
She picked up the pad she’d been making notes on and brought up specific files.
“Here chief, those words ...’The top of the tower, has fallen from power. Shame. Awaken.’ That repeats again on document 4. Then the next one is worded like a riddle if I got it right. ‘What does one have when two become one and one becomes two. When the power of one is doubled the power of two can destroy the future. Awaken.’
Awaken appears in other areas too, but I couldn’t make sense of the rest.”
The chief looked more confused and worried then Kerizorah was.
“HK, I want you to look through these files, see if you pick up on any patterns or something I missed.”
“Statement: As you wish mistress”
The woman got up from the chair and let HK plug into the system.
She went over to her father’s cryo.
She whispers to it “Awaken? Dada it’s not time yet. What is bringing you out of your slumber. I’m here but I don’t understand”
As if in response, the shadows under the cryo unto begin to swirl, then crawl over the container. The terminals start going crazy again, and in the shadows Kerizorah can make out shapes.mostly humanoid but without details..merely shadows. Some are ships, creatures..including am odd shape.forming into two humans but not quite complete.
An urgency in the Force strikes her. Her father reaching out, comforting yet impatient. The single word...awaken... sounds in her head in his voice.
Another disturbance..this time it’s mother...a sense of worry..plus that urgency directed at her father’s tentacles of shadow in the Force....again...AWAKEN .
“Confused statement : Mistress, the only word this time is Awaken repeated over and over. There is no other message.”
Looking in confusion and shock at her father’s cryo unit, the daughter whispers “Dada it’s not time...but I will do as you ask”
The shadow tendrils form into one man-sized shape this time, a tendril drifting from where a hand would be, to lightly stroke her cheek. Then the shadow creature dissolved back into the floor beneath the Cryo.
With a sigh “Chief. Prepare for the revival “
“But mistress....” she cuts in “it’s what he wants. We have no choice. If we don’t he’ll do untold damage to all around him at this rate.
The chief’s shoulders sag. “ as you wish mistress.”
A medical frigate surrounded by a dozen fighters seemed to be at the center of the armada. A modified cargo ship approaches and docks with the frigate.
In the frigate’s hanger stand a dozen troops and an officer waiting to greet the cargo ship’s passengers.
As the boarding ramp lowers, an ancient HK-62 droid walks down. Sniper rifle carried low, he takes in the surroundings in a second, processing all the life forms.
Behind him steps a tall slender female. Dressed in tan spacer gear with grease marks all over. Long white hair hanging around her face and past her shoulders, solid white eyes shine brightly beneath. She has a tool belt around her waist with a lightsaber handle clipped on one side.
The officer stands at attention as the two make their way over.
“Mistress. I’m glad you arrived. We’ve been getting strange reports from his life support. We can’t figure out the meaning yet and hoped you’d shed some light.”
“At ease Chief. It’s been too long since I last visited him anyway.”
Glancing back at her ship, the young woman says to a maintenance officer “move her to her quarters and see that the Inferno is refueled and checked over”
Not waiting for a response, she turns back to the Chief.
“Alright show me what he’s been up to since I was here last.
The Chief medical officer, the young woman and the HK-62 head off deep into the heart of the frigate.
They arrive at a lab with about half a dozen medical personnel moving around checking equipment. In the center or the room is a large coffin sized container with a glass cover that looks frozen over with ice.
The young woman moves over to the container and runs her long fingers across the glass, then reaching out with the Force she mumbles “I’m here dada.”
She feels her father’s presence. His life force faint, but there. His presence in the Force a strong black stain against the Light.
“We’ve checked all the systems and they are functioning properly but...” the Chief is cut off by the girl.
“The readings change and the equipment..goes haywire?”
“Not quite haywire m’am. More like the settings get changed”
She glances at the Chief with her solid white eyes, then back at the container.
Closing her eyes, she places a hand on the glass again and then opens herself to the Force. There again his her father’s presence. Powerful. There is another presence. Her mother. The girl can feel a subtle change in her mother’s Force aura as her container is hooked up on board the frigate. This is the closest Mother and father have been in about a decade.
Focusing on her father’s aura again, she reaches deeper. “Dada what is it? What’s made you stir now? It’s too soon.”
In response the lights flicker and machines start beeping as data flies across screens.
HK-62 brings his weapon up as he speedily scans the room for hostiles. The girl hurries to a data station. Scanning the screen as the information flies by.
Just as suddenly as it began, everything goes back to normal.
She remains staring at the screen, hands leaning on the desk.
“Query: Mistress, who should I eliminate?”
A few personnel look around nervously.
“Stand down HK. All clear.”
“Disappointment: as you wish mistress Kerizorah.”
The girl allows a small smirk at the droid’s ...enthusiasm, then turns back to the station.
“Chief, it’s a code. He’s trying to tell us something. Do you have recordings of the other outbursts?”
The chief exclaims “A message mistress? Uh um sorry...yes yes we do have what you seek. I will have them brought up on that terminal immediately. Do you think you can read it?”
“I’m not sure. I caught part of a message in ancient Arkanian that he used when I was younger. But I was only able to make out a few words. Not one alive is familiar with the ancient tongue and he never finished teaching me all of it.”
The screen in front of her lit up again as the files uploaded. Kerizorah began to
Scan through them for anything she might recognize.
After an hour of reading, Kerizorah leans back in the chair and stretches, still stiff from flying her mother’s ship.
“Anything mistress?” The chief asked
She picked up the pad she’d been making notes on and brought up specific files.
“Here chief, those words ...’The top of the tower, has fallen from power. Shame. Awaken.’ That repeats again on document 4. Then the next one is worded like a riddle if I got it right. ‘What does one have when two become one and one becomes two. When the power of one is doubled the power of two can destroy the future. Awaken.’
Awaken appears in other areas too, but I couldn’t make sense of the rest.”
The chief looked more confused and worried then Kerizorah was.
“HK, I want you to look through these files, see if you pick up on any patterns or something I missed.”
“Statement: As you wish mistress”
The woman got up from the chair and let HK plug into the system.
She went over to her father’s cryo.
She whispers to it “Awaken? Dada it’s not time yet. What is bringing you out of your slumber. I’m here but I don’t understand”
As if in response, the shadows under the cryo unto begin to swirl, then crawl over the container. The terminals start going crazy again, and in the shadows Kerizorah can make out shapes.mostly humanoid but without details..merely shadows. Some are ships, creatures..including am odd shape.forming into two humans but not quite complete.
An urgency in the Force strikes her. Her father reaching out, comforting yet impatient. The single word...awaken... sounds in her head in his voice.
Another disturbance..this time it’s mother...a sense of worry..plus that urgency directed at her father’s tentacles of shadow in the Force....again...AWAKEN .
“Confused statement : Mistress, the only word this time is Awaken repeated over and over. There is no other message.”
Looking in confusion and shock at her father’s cryo unit, the daughter whispers “Dada it’s not time...but I will do as you ask”
The shadow tendrils form into one man-sized shape this time, a tendril drifting from where a hand would be, to lightly stroke her cheek. Then the shadow creature dissolved back into the floor beneath the Cryo.
With a sigh “Chief. Prepare for the revival “
“But mistress....” she cuts in “it’s what he wants. We have no choice. If we don’t he’ll do untold damage to all around him at this rate.
The chief’s shoulders sag. “ as you wish mistress.”
