Jedi Master
The Library of Ashur materialised in a quiet region of the Outer Rim. Upon a dark pedestal, the Archivist plunged blue hands into a dark mass of liquid before him and manipulated it until a dozen dark orbs floated in a representation of the solar system the octahedral vessel now occupied. The black liquid ran like veins up the arms of the Archivist; creeping up his neck and across his face, until with a groan of pain it seeped into his eyes turning them as dark and cold as space itself.
"My Lord Archivist, three vessels approach."
"Are they a threat?" The Archivist's voice reverberated from the walls but he did not look from his dark solar system to the one knelt at the foot of his pedestal.
"No my Lord, the technology of this galaxy appears to be vastly inferior and stagnant." Replied the other of the same strange blue skinned species.
"Than catalogue them and do not disturb me."
"Yes my Lord."
Three Hutt cartel war yachts approached the giant octahedral vessel, their warnings had gone unheeded and the strange ship had not left Hutt space. The lead ship fired a warning shot but there was no response. The three Hutt vessels accelerated to attack speed, but then a pulse of energy rippled through the octahedral alien craft and red energy crackled like lightning, striking each of the three ships and disabling them instantly.
The eight faces of the Library of Ashur slid open and a single Hutt yacht was pulled inside. A second pulse of red energy destroyed the remaining two ships. Only one vessel was needed for cataloguing.
The eight faces closed with an ominous finality as scans were taken of the Hutt ship and the data entered into the archives. The Hutt creatures within were then extracted and processed in much the same way.
"We demand you release us immediately!" One of the Hutt raged at the silent door from the enclosure they were contained within.
"Specimens are studied, archived and then then the enclosure is sterilised." A robotic voice entoned. "Rejoice that your likeness will be recorded within the Library of Ashur as a record of your species."
"What do you mean sterilised? Do you know who we are?" The Hutt blustered a shrill of fear in his voice.
"Sterilisation involves the disintegration of all organic matter within the enclosure. You are Hutt. Archive complete. Sterilisation in 3...2...1"
There was no time for the Hutt to scream as a flash of bright white light swept through the enclosure, and then they were gone.
Back upon the dark pedestal the Lord Archivist continued to manipulate the black liquid. The sculpted planets of the solar system were now orbiting a central dark mass that represented the system's star. The Lord Archivist reached out a black lined blue finger and touched the first planet in the system. It floated out of its orbit, and indeed so did the first plant itself.
"First planet 100% catalogued. Planetary topography and species entered into archives. Planet unsynchronised from solar orbit for sterilisation in 3...2...1"
A brilliant flash of white lit up the solar system as the entire first planet was vaporised in the blink of an eye.
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Hawk woke with a start. There had been a great disturbance in the force. He had felt no fear or other such emotion, yet billions of lives had simply ceased to exist.
The Jedi Master stumbled out of bed clutching at his head and reaching for the flask at his bedside that would contain hot tea, but even as he did so he was struck by another such disturbance in the force and collapsed to his knees. What was happening?
"Kat!" He called across the hallway of the Phoenix before quickly finding a sink in the galley to throw up into.
The two had set out from Coruscant some days ago after Torshin's trial. As Hawk had hoped, the courts had decided to turn him over to Jedi custody, and the leaders of the Jedi Orders were testing and deciding what to do with his students. The last few days had been quiet. They both had a lot of reflecting and meditating to do.
Hawk had promised himself that he would give Kat some space (As much as one could aboard an old freighter anyway). He had, for the most part, failed at this spectacularly. It was like he was drawn to her, and he would always find her when he least expected it and stare at her with adoration like a complete dope before remembering what he was there to do. Somehow he would reach for the same item she did and their hands would touch, his fingers lingering upon hers for a moment before withdrawing. Mealtimes were especially difficult. Hawk had always fought to embrace his emotions so that he could better control them, but love was a law unto itself and would not easily be ignored, even for the right reasons. In all, Hawk Hinata was just as awkward at the beginning of love as anybody else...with the slight added complications of having had to fight a dark god; his Mandalorian zealots; hordes of demons, and Kat's evil twin to make it interesting.
"Kat!" He yelled again as a third shock through the force threatened to tear his head apart with pain. "Are you feeling this?" He asked uselessly knowing no one even remotely force sensitive would not be feeling it.
Hawk regained his breath and tried to focus his mind. He had to shut these waves of death and destruction out. Peace fell over him in an instant. The discipline of his own mind total. Almost like a switch, Hawk shut out his attunement to the rest of the galaxy. He hoped there would be no more of threse waves, but if there were he at least would not now be able to feel them as he had.
"Close your mind to them Kat, we can do nothing to help merely by sharing their deaths." His voice was calmer now and he looked to the door to the room Kat had been using to see if she would emerge.
"My Lord Archivist, three vessels approach."
"Are they a threat?" The Archivist's voice reverberated from the walls but he did not look from his dark solar system to the one knelt at the foot of his pedestal.
"No my Lord, the technology of this galaxy appears to be vastly inferior and stagnant." Replied the other of the same strange blue skinned species.
"Than catalogue them and do not disturb me."
"Yes my Lord."
Three Hutt cartel war yachts approached the giant octahedral vessel, their warnings had gone unheeded and the strange ship had not left Hutt space. The lead ship fired a warning shot but there was no response. The three Hutt vessels accelerated to attack speed, but then a pulse of energy rippled through the octahedral alien craft and red energy crackled like lightning, striking each of the three ships and disabling them instantly.
The eight faces of the Library of Ashur slid open and a single Hutt yacht was pulled inside. A second pulse of red energy destroyed the remaining two ships. Only one vessel was needed for cataloguing.
The eight faces closed with an ominous finality as scans were taken of the Hutt ship and the data entered into the archives. The Hutt creatures within were then extracted and processed in much the same way.
"We demand you release us immediately!" One of the Hutt raged at the silent door from the enclosure they were contained within.
"Specimens are studied, archived and then then the enclosure is sterilised." A robotic voice entoned. "Rejoice that your likeness will be recorded within the Library of Ashur as a record of your species."
"What do you mean sterilised? Do you know who we are?" The Hutt blustered a shrill of fear in his voice.
"Sterilisation involves the disintegration of all organic matter within the enclosure. You are Hutt. Archive complete. Sterilisation in 3...2...1"
There was no time for the Hutt to scream as a flash of bright white light swept through the enclosure, and then they were gone.
Back upon the dark pedestal the Lord Archivist continued to manipulate the black liquid. The sculpted planets of the solar system were now orbiting a central dark mass that represented the system's star. The Lord Archivist reached out a black lined blue finger and touched the first planet in the system. It floated out of its orbit, and indeed so did the first plant itself.
"First planet 100% catalogued. Planetary topography and species entered into archives. Planet unsynchronised from solar orbit for sterilisation in 3...2...1"
A brilliant flash of white lit up the solar system as the entire first planet was vaporised in the blink of an eye.
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Hawk woke with a start. There had been a great disturbance in the force. He had felt no fear or other such emotion, yet billions of lives had simply ceased to exist.
The Jedi Master stumbled out of bed clutching at his head and reaching for the flask at his bedside that would contain hot tea, but even as he did so he was struck by another such disturbance in the force and collapsed to his knees. What was happening?
"Kat!" He called across the hallway of the Phoenix before quickly finding a sink in the galley to throw up into.
The two had set out from Coruscant some days ago after Torshin's trial. As Hawk had hoped, the courts had decided to turn him over to Jedi custody, and the leaders of the Jedi Orders were testing and deciding what to do with his students. The last few days had been quiet. They both had a lot of reflecting and meditating to do.
Hawk had promised himself that he would give Kat some space (As much as one could aboard an old freighter anyway). He had, for the most part, failed at this spectacularly. It was like he was drawn to her, and he would always find her when he least expected it and stare at her with adoration like a complete dope before remembering what he was there to do. Somehow he would reach for the same item she did and their hands would touch, his fingers lingering upon hers for a moment before withdrawing. Mealtimes were especially difficult. Hawk had always fought to embrace his emotions so that he could better control them, but love was a law unto itself and would not easily be ignored, even for the right reasons. In all, Hawk Hinata was just as awkward at the beginning of love as anybody else...with the slight added complications of having had to fight a dark god; his Mandalorian zealots; hordes of demons, and Kat's evil twin to make it interesting.
"Kat!" He yelled again as a third shock through the force threatened to tear his head apart with pain. "Are you feeling this?" He asked uselessly knowing no one even remotely force sensitive would not be feeling it.
Hawk regained his breath and tried to focus his mind. He had to shut these waves of death and destruction out. Peace fell over him in an instant. The discipline of his own mind total. Almost like a switch, Hawk shut out his attunement to the rest of the galaxy. He hoped there would be no more of threse waves, but if there were he at least would not now be able to feel them as he had.
"Close your mind to them Kat, we can do nothing to help merely by sharing their deaths." His voice was calmer now and he looked to the door to the room Kat had been using to see if she would emerge.