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Paranormalities: Episode II - Ch.11 DerangedParanormalities: Episode II - Ch.11 Deranged by GahmahRaan
One day has passed since the mission to Guaymar and the death of Stythanyx. Eager to eliminate the last of the Archfiends as soon as possible, Zolph Vaelor and Hiriss Moraana once again met up with their usual peers in the Jedi academy’s operations room.
“Zolph, Hiriss? What are you doing in here?” Luke Skywalker asked them. “We haven’t called you up yet.”
“We know.” Zolph responded. “We’ve decided that we are going to Krishar today.”
“Already? But you just defeated an Archfiend yesterday, and the Alliance isn’t finished preparing to launch the campaign on that planet yet.”
“We know.” Hiriss answered Luke similarly. “But given that Stythanyx was summoned long before we even landed on Guaymar and triggered a global zombie apocalypse, what’s not to say the Valkoran have already summoned the next one while we were preoccupied with the simultaneous strikes over the last three months
Star Wars Chronicles Chapter 20Star Wars Chronicles Chapter 20 by Starhaloidformer
Surrounded by laughter, joy, and peace; the frailties of life began to flourish as fields of grass turned red with cracks of light. Fire bloomed in the sky from beams of smoke bursting into an array of color. Lanterns hung from the wires all throughout the town giving a great glow to the evening sun slowly dropping over the horizon. People of Naboo ran with their sparklers in hand casting their careless customs all around the fields. It was called the sun festival, celebrated in the town of Selton every year. Fireworks, red lanterns with sun drawings, and large parades celebrated the sun and fire. The festival was created a few thousand years ago during the summer solstice. Narek watched the streets bustle with the natives eating food, laughing, and celebrating this wonderful time, it was fun to watch; seeing so many bright faces at once. Narek stood against a wall, his clothes were civilian and his weapons were nowhere to be found; he trusted Sateal who was supposed to meet him here s
The Greatest JourneyThe Greatest Journey of allThe Greatest Journey by lordhadrian
The Sophy had been in flight for a few days now. Ahsoka had just rescued Barriss from the clutches of Commander Tarkin. She was about to be frozen in carbonite, a dark trophy to be used in a complicated political game between Palpatine and the Jedi.
Ahsoka had disrupted the scheme. Disguising herself as a clone trooper and infiltrating the group. It wasn't the first time she had slipped past the Republic soldiers.
Why did she do it? After a harsh betrayal....after a humiliation and disgrace put upon her, she had nothing to lose when she walked away from Anakin and the Council.
Why go back to rescue a traitor? A murderer?
Because Love cannot be explained, and should not be explained. The feelings Barriss and Ahsoka had felt were shuffled away in the dark corners of their hearts and minds, but it took a jolt to finally free those emotions, finally move past the denial they had both put in place. Ahsoka returned to free Barriss from a terrible pu
A Dark Gift for Palpatine- Winter Art JamA Dark Gift for PalpatineA Dark Gift for Palpatine- Winter Art Jam by lordhadrian
It was the same dream, over and over. Barriss Offee had remained in her prison cell for a week, after confessing to heinous crimes of treason, betrayal, sabotage and murder.
She had remained without emotion, except for thinking back on the trial, and the dream she kept having. Was it a vision? If it was, it filled her with dread.
Every night, the dream felt cold, like an artificial death, and black like an evil skin. She could hear a sort of lifeless machinery going on, a terrible breathing noise, and a scream that was female.
Every night the dream ended in the same dreadful way. The breathing, cold machines at work, and the blackness with a shape. A female shape that was clawing from the void, with a brief scream silenced forever. And a voice that said one phrase over and over. "Still alive." Was this to be her future?
She would wake from the dream with a small gasp, feeling claustrophobic, gasping for air, and feeling the cold, the blackness,