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 |  Subject: Order 66- asault on the jedi temple: A story behind the lines (lol)  Mon Oct 04, 2010 9:13 am | |
| Two days before the asault, half past eight in the morning Marco turns off the Holodisplay in his appartment and starts to clean up the table. He turns on the water tap and cleans the burned pan. He waves away several flies with his wet hand and the water drips on his face. He turns off the tap and leaves the rest of the dishses behind for another time. He walks back to the living room and leans on a black painted wall. He realizes that he had been on corescant for two days. He wanted to visit Jod, the boy he brought to the temple several years ago. But he was never able to go there, he was waiting for some kind of moment. But he was nothing else then affraid to tell him what happend to him.
He walked trough the rooms a cople of times and then sat down on a nearby couch. Then a simple blow brought him a feeling in his head, like a cold wind crossing his body. But that wind gave him a miserable feeling and the there came a sort of pain in his throat, and that pain went down to his heart and he shrunk and crapped his hearth. He slowly sat down stood up and walked to the kitchen. He made it untill there, there he lied down on the ground and his eyes faded away
He was in an huge hall filled with jedi, he was near the ground. He thought he just fell down so he tried to stand up. He couldn't move, but he was walking.. he was just very small. He entered a room filled with intiates and took place himself. The light went off and the room faded away and instead he stood in a ruined hall, he ran away without doing anything. He entered a elevater and reached a tower in the middle of the jedi temple. He joined another group of young jedi and waited. Again this vision faded away
He opened his eyes and saw that he was in his own kitchen, on the ground lying near splash of jawa juice. He stood up and thought. "What the heck was that.. somekind of weird dream, I really should stop drinking the damn jawa juice in the morning". He listened suprisly to his own answer and took a towel to clean the floor.
That day he went to bed very early, he couldn't sleep somehow. He left his bed after some hours and turned on the holodisplay, untill he fell asleep
One day untill the asault, 7 o'clock in the morning
He woke up in the living room with a feeling like he ate a spider.
He turned of the holodisplay and went to the kitchen to take a drink. He sipped of it and read the news on his datapad.
After a while he took a piece of bread and went into the city.
He was in a district very close to the temple. He had stared there for over a qaurter and then continued to walk across the filled streets. He bought a new suite and bought a Penetrator MB-450 sporting blaster pistol at a local gun store.
He took place in a bar and ordered several drinks. After a while he left the bar a little tipsie and went to a airspeder dealer.
It took him pretty long to came there and he was not so "Tipsie" enymore when he came there. He entered the store and walked araund the many airspeeders. He had spared a good amount of money and was sure to buy an airspeeder to travel araund corescant a little faster. He passed a Rian-327 Airspeeder and looked at the price. Suitable enough for him. He did not often went to see the classificatioons but rather looked at the design and company. He handeled an aragment and he got a extra poster with the airspeeder to hang up in his bed room (No way). He flew with his speeder back home and landed on the parking platforms.
That night he had the same dream as last day. When he woke up he knew that he had to go this time to the temple and tell jod at last what overcame him.
Day of assault, A qaurter past four. During the attack
He was just ready to get into his speeder when he saw the people looking at the temple. He looked up and saw the flames and smoke spreading over the area. The temple was on fire. "Oh no" He knew that was the sign he got last day.
He hurried to the temple flying right trough the routes of the normal people, crossing the blocks and lowering to land on one of the platforms. He was right there when he saw the clone troops had landed in the area and that the platforms were full of corpses and fire. He landed infront of the entrance of the temple and ran immiditly to a clone patrol that saw him coming."WHat the hell is going on here". The clone with the red markings turned to him and said " THe area is restricted and we request you to leave". Marco became furius about this answers, "What is this for bullshit, the temple is on fire. you think thats normal!". "Sir the area is under controll and we request you to leave". Again marco fainted away. This time he stood where he ended in his previous visions, he stood in the mid tower of the temple. He stood behind another boy, behind a char. The elevator doors went open and a black hooded man came in. A boy next to him walked away form the char and walked to the many. "There are to many of them---", and the man turned on his saberAgain he stood infront of the temple. He realized what happend, his cousin died. He tried to ran trough the troops but they grapped his arms and hold him back. He felt drips on his clothes and realized he was crying. If he had just went there yesterday or even before he could have-.
He stood back, pulling his arm away from the troops, and stared at the highest tower. THe clone cpatain pushed him away with the side of his rifle and Marco strumbled away. He stepped into his speeder and flew back to his apartment. With a horrible silence he entered his appartment and stood there, starring at the door of the kitchen.
Then he walked to the living room and the first thing he did was smashing one of the vases into pieces on the wall.
He kicked everything he could destroy and threw his char of the kitchen out of the window. The fresh air made him realise he was only making it worse for himself.
He went to his bedroom and dropped on the bed, with his head down. And he cried like he never did, he cried like a baby that just lost his mum.
He didnt fell asleep that night and didnt left his room. | |
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