Lightsaber

[jedimasterElizabeth]

Well, I am new to this. But I have plenty of stories for you guys. And I want to take the chances to post my stories online. Well, there goes...:(


Lightsaber



By



Elizabeth Suri Jessica Chan


Chapter One

“Come on, Jake!” shouted Blake towards the crowd of students who racing each other to get out from the school.

It was afternoon and of course, the only high school in Prince Town- Prince High School, had release its hungry and tired students. It was noisy and crowded, students pushing each other just to escape the school and ran back to home or maybe to go somewhere else. Laughter and dirty words were flying everywhere, making the school unbelievable strident.

Jake Christensen walked out from the crowd, his bag hanging at his right shoulder and his eyes were starring at the road. He somehow looked uncomfortable, after the events that happened this morning.

“Jake!” Blake Ramose, his best friend shouted at him again. He shook his head and walked forward to him. “Come on, Jake. You can’t do this to me. I have tuition later this afternoon and we have to go back together. Ah, crap!”

“You may go first. I walk back alone.” Jake replied with a blank face.

Blake bent down a little just to look at his blue eyes, “Are you okay, mate?”

“Yeah. I am fine. Go.”

The 21 years old man shrugged and patted his shoulder, “Well, do call me if you have any problem. Okay?”

“Yeah, sure.” Jake nodded and faked a smile.

Blake still worried about his best friend behaviors but he had to go back for his tuition. Therefore, he patted his shoulder again and ran back home, leaving Jake walking slowly on the side of the road.

[Darill Cyllem]

Glad you're sharing, JME! :) Hope you continue to enjoy your writing and post more.

[jedimasterElizabeth]

Of course I will!! Thanksssss:hug:
But if I have any grammar problem, please forgive me.:innocent:

Why I couldn’t make a complete lightsaber? Why? Why my lightsaber doesn’t work as I promise to the Professor? Why?

“Jake.” a lady voice came in his ears.

Without a second, he held up his head and as he thought, the voice indeed belonged to Elie Chan. She was walking beside him, glancing at his sober expression. He knew Elie well as she was a Star Wars fan like him. Furthermore, he liked her. But this time, nothing could stop his sorrow.

“Uh… Hi… Elie.” He gave a reply. A sluggish one.

The mixed blood teenage girl asked, “What happen to you, Jake? You seemed… disappointed.”

I guess I could tell her as she is also a Star Wars fan.

“Well, Elie. You know me. I had… build a … A lightsaber like any fan do.”

The curiosity stayed in her face.

“But I had built a different one. One that can really work. Is… is just I… I can’t find a crystal to complete it.”

Elie was silenced; she frowned, “What for?”

“I…” Jake just seemed hard to talk about it but he knew that she is the only one that would not ended up calling him a ‘star wars freak’. He took another deep breath and continued, “I placed a bet with Professor Jones about creating a real lightsaber, just like in the movies and books.”

Elie was taken aback, she returned him with full of questions, “The lightsaber were just fiction stuff. It won’t ignite although you have a crystal.” She grinned, “Why? Why you placed a bet with that Professor? You know that he is an Anti Star Wars’s member.”

“He insulted the creation of the lightsaber! He said that it was just a thing and it is useless. Anyone who dreamed about it is an insane person!” Jake shouted. “So I just fought back during the class and placed a bet that I could make a real lightsaber and hand it out to him today. But I couldn’t find the crystal.”

“But you know that the lightsaber indeed just a fantasy weapon. It cannot be real cause’ the substances to create it are unavailable on Earth.”

[Zedekk]

:w00t::bye::thumbs-up:
write more soon.

[jedimasterElizabeth]

:hug:

“You do not believe me, do you?” Jake turned to her. “You are a Star Wars fan. Don’t you get hurt when he said that? I did make a lightsaber.”

He stopped and searched for it in his black bag. Then, he held it out and gave it to Elie. It looked real and it was heavy too. She opened the recharge socket below the lightsaber and took a peek in it.

The primary parts that are needed in a lightsaber were inclusive. It just was missing a focusing crystal. She examine carefully for its design. It was perfect; totally faultless!

Elie glanced back at him.

“How was it?” asked Jake excitedly.

“It is great… How you did that?”

“I combined many types of steels and chemical substances to make the internal of the stick and I tried it by putting it in the temperature that could melt a diamond. And it wouldn’t!” He was glad and was smiling widely but later then his smile were gone again, “I can’t find a crystal for it. So, there is no ‘laser’ coming out in a line.”

Elie saw the blue button that maybe could ignite the lightsaber pressed it slowly then forced a smile; she took one of his hands and placed the lightsaber onto his hand, “You can never find the crystal that could stand the heat of the power cell. But you are indeed a genius.”

Jake looked at her, his hands holding hers hardly, “You still don’t believe me?”

“No, as a great fan of Star Wars, me, myself had built lighsabers with different designs... Of course, not type of materials like yours. In my heart, I do believe that we could invent a lightsaber. But not now cause’ it is not the right time. I would like to explain more about it but I have to go to work.”

She was a little shock when her hands were still in his. Jake immediately let go and nodded, “Well, you are right somehow… There is no need for explanations. I know.”

The Asian-British lady slap lightly on the man shoulder and said a last sentence to him, “I will be waiting for you after your detention with Darth Jones.” After that, she gave a giggle, followed by Jake’s laughter; she left.

[Orandhite]

Awesome JEM, reminds me a little of "Kid's Story" from the Animatrix - a good crossover of real life and fantasy.

Hopefully you will get time to add some more soon. :thumbs-up:

[Darill Cyllem]

Yes, i'm definitely enjoying this story :)

[jedimasterElizabeth]

Awesome JEM, reminds me a little of "Kid's Story" from the Animatrix - a good crossover of real life and fantasy.

Hopefully you will get time to add some more soon. :thumbs-up:
Yes, i'm definitely enjoying this story :)

Thanks guys!

Jake’s eyes followed the young girl until she was disappeared into the crowd of people. Right. Detention with Pro. Jones tomorrow after Bio.


Chapter Two
Jake reached his house after some 20 minutes walk. He saw Blake rushing out from his house, holding two books in his hand and jumped in his open roof Porsche and drove away.

“Always on the move.” Jake muttered and entered the house.

The small house was as silence as usual. Both of his parents were out for an International Science Meeting located in the city, about 30 minutes away from Prince Town.

He strolled to his bedroom and threw his bag on the bed. He sat down on his computer chair with a sigh. Next, he held up his lightsaber and observed it.
“A real lightsaber? You are dreaming, Jake.” He said to himself. “Although you could make the stick but without the crystals, it is a stick.”

Just then, he reflected of a crystal that he hasn’t tried on the lightsaber. He searched for a crystal stone that he got from Blake during his 16th birthday. It was in blue colored and the Chinese believe that blue could bring purity. But now the crystal was the last chance to proof that the lightsaber is ignitable.

And it was still there. Under his desk. Slowly, he picked it up and raced to his father’s lab where he had constructed the lightsaber.

Just after Jake finished, he pressed the ignition switch and hot blue plasma burst out from the blade that nearly burnt his front hair off. With an excited but cautioned heart, he adjusted the length of the lightsaber; then, gave a flick. Same as the movies, the humming sound of the blade came natural.
He laughed, “It works. At last! It works!”

Then the 21 years old man wanted to try something much more deadly. He walked towards a lab mouse which in cage by his father for experiments.
“I am sorry.”

A lethal swung.

[Darill Cyllem]

Charming story, JME - just like you!

[Zedekk]

NNNOOOOOOO! you killed a mouse.... :(

[Slick]

I'm glad you're updating frequently. Keep it up! :yeah:

[jedimasterElizabeth]

Charming story, JME - just like you!

I'm glad you're updating frequently. Keep it up! :yeah:
Thank you. There is no other words to thank you...

NNNOOOOOOO! you killed a mouse.... :(
"P


Jake gasped, “No way…” He stepped back, by mistake; he dropped some of his father’s experiments on the lab counter. The blue plasma still humming in heat.

He held the lightsaber and switched it off.

“Oh Force.”

His eyes fixed on the dead mouse where there its head was gone, fried up by the saber.

This lightsaber is not a toy.

It is real.

Then, he heard someone in the garage. Immediately, he stuffed the lightsaber in his pocket and walked to the garage. Before he stepped in the garage door, he checked his watch.

“Cannot be mum or dad cause’ both of them will be back in 3 more hours… not now.”

He thought that maybe his friends came in to give him surprise or something but no one had his house garage keys. Or maybe, there was a thief in the garage. Therefore, he opened the door slowly and without making any noise, he took a baseball cub on the rack and checked if anyone in there. The chamber was pitch black, just a few of unfix hole on the ceiling letting the sunlight to pour in.

And there, stood a black hooded figure, almost his height, hiding in the dark.

Jake spoke bravely with his hands clutching the baseball cub, “Who are you?”

The black figures turned and paced towards the light, “I am your family.”

Family? What family?

“Who are you?” He held up the baseball cub, pointing towards the figure in fear as he felt something fishy will about to happen.

The figure put down its hood and there, Jake got the shock of his life.

His elder brother, Rave who died in a horrible car crash.

Jake dropped his cub and asked, “Brother?”

[Darill Cyllem]

Wow! The plot thickens....

[Orandhite]

This is getting rather sinister! Good job!

[Jedi Master Harrison]

Oooooo, exciting! :) More please!

[jedimasterElizabeth]

Wow! The plot thickens....
This is getting rather sinister! Good job!
Oooooo, exciting! :) More please!

Patience... I am working the story out..LOL... Thanks!


The blonde hair man who was in his twenties grinned, “Yes, Jake. I am your brother.”

“No, it can’t be.” Jake’s eyes observed the man carefully, trying to find a single exceptional appearance of the ‘brother’. A part of him wanted him to believe that he was truly his dead brother, but there was a part of him wished that Rave didn’t climb out from his grave and returned to the family.

“Why, Jake? Don’t you miss me?” Rave stepped forward while Jake stepped backwards.

“I missed you very much, brother. But you died 2 years ago in a car crash.” He tried to stay normal, “How? How you…come back to life?”

A cool breeze blew up his blonde hair, “I got the help from the Sith.”

“THE SITH?!” Jake’s eyes opened wide. This cannot be real! There are Sith in the Earth? Then, there is must be the Jedi.

“Why Sith, brother? If the Sith is exist in Earth, there must be also the Jedi. Why not the Jedi? You will never join the Sith. Although you are a walking zombie. ”

“Apparently, I am.” Rave turned and his black coat swayed with him. “You see, when I died, my genius had died with me too. All the thing that I got such as the knowledge of the Jedi and the Sith had buried with me cause no one wanted to hear about it.”

“They will! They just need proof like now, I got my lightsaber working.” Jake interrupted and held up the lightsaber, thought that his brother could finally rest in peace.

Rave glanced back and spited, “Hmph! You think that you did that lightsaber alone? Well, let me tell you, Jake! It was I! I came back from the Force with the help of the Sith as they know my true potential! They offered me eternal life but I had to build the so called Perfect Lightsaber. They were the only one that knew that I could build it not even the Military or the Jedi. But before I was able to touch the ingredients, I was killed by a Jedi.”

“A Jedi?? You died in a car crash! Not a battle!”

His brother burst in laughter, near-hysterical laughter, “Non- Force sensitive being is that stupid!” He straightened up, “Brother, I thought that you could see! You guys had been brain washed by the Jedi secretly. The truth is I was killed by a Jedi that came into the house to steal that lightsaber! They wanted the lightsaber for their own!”

[Zedekk]

YES! It always comes down to the Sith! Bwuhahahahahahahaha!!!!

[Orandhite]

Good grief! :rolleyes:

[Jedi Master Harrison]

I can't wait to find out why a Jedi would steal anything!

[Orandhite]

Or is the Sith telling porcupines?

[Slick]

The Jedi aren't as moral as people thought apparently... Everyone has the Dark Side in them... some are just smarter than others and embrace it.

[Darill Cyllem]

JME, this is really turning out to be quite a complicated little story! I mean that in a good way - there's so much more going on now than I could have imagined when you started. Well done!

[jedimasterElizabeth]

YES! It always comes down to the Sith! Bwuhahahahahahahaha!!!!

Good grief! :rolleyes:

I can't wait to find out why a Jedi would steal anything!

Or is the Sith telling porcupines?
:rofl:
The Jedi aren't as moral as people thought apparently... Everyone has the Dark Side in them... some are just smarter than others and embrace it.
Interesting theory...

JME, this is really turning out to be quite a complicated little story! I mean that in a good way - there's so much more going on now than I could have imagined when you started. Well done!

Well, guys... You will have to wait patienty for the next one cause I a working on it right now! Sorry!
:superhappy:

[Orandhite]

No need to apologise, you take your time. We are just enjoying the story very much. Well done! :)

[Machievelli]

To be posted 7 Dec 2007 on StarwarsKnights under The Critic returns and Lucasforums under the Critic’s Two Cents.

On Earth: A boy tries to make a real light saber, but there are more problems then that in his future.

The style is stilted, and word usage is a bit off. Both things I tend to do when the ideas are flowing. Don’t worry; it’s an editing problem. The dialogue is a bit stilted as well, and while it may sound crazy, the way I deal with that is to talk the dialogue out. You can hear where it doesn’t flow, as you might not when seeing it.

Technical note; the grip of a sword is called a pommel, not a stick.

Canon Note: George Lucas starts every movie with ‘a long time ago, in a Galaxy far far away’. Using modern Earth in this sort of defeats the purpose. I have been trying to get into Lucasforums where I posted an article concerning this, and explained a way around it. When the site comes back up later today (I hope) please go to that site, and see what I mean.

But the idea that a young man here would not only try to make a lightsaber, but also make the same mistake is an interesting view. Keep it up.

[Orandhite]

Dude, go easy on the 14 year old girl from Malaysia, will you please?

[Machievelli]

Dude, go easy on the 14 year old girl from Malaysia, will you please?

First rule in life kid; constructive criticism is rarely meant to be insulting. If I had just said 'it's crap (Which it is not) it would not only be insulting, but also defined online as flaming. The one thing I never do when writing these critiques is flame.

Second, especially dealing with fan fiction; most of the ones who write it average between 11 and fifteen, and I always cut them slack.

Last; if you don't point out what someone does something wrong, (Especially as I admitted, it's something I still do on occasion, even after doing this for over 30 years) they will never realize it.

[Orandhite]

First rule in life "kid"; don't patronise. It is not an endearing trait. Constructive criticism is fine, when asked for...

Second, if that is slack then I shall not try to annoy you.

Last; "wrong" is a matter of opinion. If you have an opinion it helps to use the abbreviation IMO.

[Blizzard]

Please stop critiquing the work of Galactic Senate members on other sites without their permission. It is quite easy to ask permission first.

[jedimasterElizabeth]

^^^^
^^^
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Guys...*looked worried

Let's us calm down, okay?? I will try to 'fix' it. LOL.
Thanks Ohite and Blizzee! :hug:

[Jedi Master Harrison]

Well, of course, no-ones writing is perfect, especially at a tender age and I am sure Machievelli was just trying to help. For what it's worth JEM, I think that as English is not your first language that it is a great effort - you manage to get your points across, albeit not in perfect written English. But hey, I've been writing it all my life and my posts here are far from perfect. :lol: Keep going and I'm sure there are people who will help you with your writing - if that is what you want. If you just enjoy writing it and aren't worried that is has to be perfect, all well and good too.

Anyway, back to the story..........which we are all enjoying and looking forward to reading more of. :)

[Slick]

I really don't see any problems with this story to be honest. After all, one of the characters has the best name ever: Blake. Behold my name! Yeah, I'm an idiot... I know it and embrace it.

[Menso]

Great story Elizabeth!:wtg:

Looking forward to more!:bigsmile:

[jedimasterElizabeth]

Thanks guys... Aww.. I am touched. Wait. I am not really back from my works yet but I want to post the story for ya! Will be back at 28th December. See ya! :hug:

Jake stared at his lightsaber, no, not his, it was his brother’s, “I… I create it! I am so sure because−”

“Jake, Jake…” He shook his head, “Let me refresh your memories. You came back along with father and mother with a crushed and sad heart, thinking about the car- crash. You walked up to my room and were trying to search anything that could bring back memories about us. Then, you stumbled upon a piece of paper, where I wrote before I died…” He stared at the confused brother. “Yes, Jake. You saw it and create it with me as you copy my ingredients to create the Perfect Lightsaber. Well, I should thank you, my brother.”

“What for?” Jake asked.

“Why? Creating the lightsaber of course.” Rave walked closer to his confused brother, he held out his hand, “Give me the lightsaber, now.”

“What?!” Jake instantly hid the lightsaber behind him. “No! You will hand it to the Sith! Do you know what they will do with it? Do you?! They will replicate it to kill thousand of innocents! Not just the Jedi! Let’s us give it to the Jedi. They will know what to do.” Then, his words turned into whispers, “You are a Jedi, bro.”

Rave stopped and shook his head, “Jedi huh? How many times I need to tell you? I am a Sith already. The killing means nothing to me. Now, I just want the lightsaber and I can be their Sith Lord. Give it to me.” The words came from his clenched teeth.

“Over my dead corpse.” A blue plasma came out from the tube as Jake ignite it and placed it above his head, ready to defend… Or strike his Sith brother down.

“Fool! You think that the lightsaber will help you? A non-Force sensitive being?”

“At least, I have a weapon.”

Rave never strike. He just sighed, “Come on brother, don’t be that stupid. What is the use when you give it to the Jedi? They will destroy it for sure. Remember, you create it using father’s potions. His precious. What will he do when you want to generate the lightsaber again?” He stopped, observing the frighten Jake. “Therefore, the conclusion is, you may never create it for a second time.”

“But when you hand it to the Sith, wait!” The man grinned in evil. “We don’t need to give it to them. We can keep it for our own! I can generate the potions and you may help to install the power cells, crystals, lens… Imagine! Imagine when we take the world as the hostage for money! Unlimited credits! Unlimited POWER! Plus, I can teach you the way of the Force! You always wanted to become a Force user, although Earth doesn’t provide classes for it,”

The younger man shook his head, “Never. I will never join you although no one believes the existence of the Force nor the lightsaber.” He held up the lightsaber into striking position. “I will do what I must.”

The shadow grinned again and for the last time, he spoke to Jake, “You will regret this.” Then, smears of red- flashing darkness hurtled form his cloak.

Jake gasped, “How?! How?”

“As I told you, the lightsaber you holding are perfect. Can withstand days of hot plasma, but as for mine,” He glanced the blood red lightsaber, like he never seen it before, “It can only stand for one day. Then, you have to create another one. That is troublesome.”

Now, his young brother was speechless.

“I have to kill you for that… Pity… A genius…” The shadow leaped and met Jake’s lightsaber.

Exchanges flashed. The small conversation had become a deadly battle of brotherhood. A chainsaw beside them was sliced to half as their lightsaber cut across it, along side with the walls of the tiny garage. Jake barely caught some and flipped to avoid the blows.

Well, he is jumping with the help of the Force.

He landed and stared at the angry Sith, “What’s wrong brother? Never knew that I also a Force Sensitive?” Then, he gathered the Force and released it right at his brother’s torso, leaving him crashed onto boxes of tools.

Before Rave could give Jake a lesson, the blue plasma buzzed in front of him. He looked at him, gasping for air and curiosity filled him.

“What will you do now? I am just a dead corpse with a Sith soul. I will always return for the lightsaber.”

[Orandhite]

Wow JEM, that's awesome! :superhappy:

[jedimasterElizabeth]

Jake frowned and went into deep thoughts, “No.” He switched off his lightsaber. “No, I will not kill you as striking a disarm person is the Sith way. I follow the light.”

“In that case, DIE!” The Sith ignited his lightsaber and stabbed it through Jake’s stomach.

The young man was in total shock and pain. It was his end.

His death.

Chapter Three

“J!”

Jake jumped out from his sit and landed onto the ground, butt first, panting in fear.

Oh, crap. I hate that dream.

He exhaled, stood up with a groan, the pain at his stomach was still there, almost it was a real thing, “I…I am in my room, mom! What’s wrong?”

“You better come down to the lab, dear. Your father wants to have a word with you.”

At first, Jake frowned in curiosity, wondering what were the ‘words’ was. But within seconds, he gasped. He searched for the lightsaber.

No. I can’t be. Where is the lightsaber??

Jake rummaged around his room and stopped when he saw the lightsaber located not far from him. With fear, he took up the lightsaber, inhaled and pressed the ignite button…

There was no plasma coming out from it. It was as normal as usual. Then, he checked the interior.

Nope. No crystal.

Thanks the Force.

He immediately threw the lightsaber on the bed, sprinted down the stairs and walked in the large lab with a No-It-Cannot-Be-Happening heart. His mother leaned on a metal cabinet, stared at him without anger signs on her beautiful appearance. Well, she never scolded Jake before. But in the opposite sides, his father face was like he had been eating the most awful food in the entire world.

[Slick]

Hmm... that whole dream thing sounds kind of familiar. :wink:

But at any rate, I'm glad you're updating again. Keep it up!

[Darill Cyllem]

Just catching up now - nice work, JME :thumbs-up:

[jedimasterElizabeth]

The near 40 but looking like 60 years old man’s arms were crossed and said in a demanding tone, “Do you know what happened here?”

Jake scanned the room for odd stuff and one thing caught him attention, or maybe his soul.

The headless rat in the cage.

“I…I…” He couldn’t find the ideal words for the unbelievable scene.

“Well,” Mr. Christensen interrupted his search. “Not just that.”

He walked towards a hidden door behind a couch and unlocked it.

Jake poked his head out to take a glance as his father was seeking some conical flasks. His mother sighed; she believed that her lovely son won’t do anything stupid in the lab without permissions, “Do you found out anything looked different in the house when you returned?

Jake looked at his mother and denied.

“Can you tell me why is this few conical flask were empty?” The man threw almost 20 bottles of chemical flask on the experiment table and studied his son’s blank expression.

“I...” The chemicals…I used…NO! Rave used it for the Perfect Lightsaber. How come I had no memories about it? I know I did it, but how?

“Jake,” Mr. Christensen stared at his confused son and patted gently on his shoulder with a calm smile, “You know, those chemicals are limited. Plus, I am not angry with you. I just want to know that was it you used it? Or someone else? Your mother?”

Mrs. Christensen squinted at her husband, “Maybe some rats drank it.”

The couples giggled, leaving Jake numbed in his confusions.

“Come, enough of the interrogations. Jake, would you like to help me in the kitchen?” She offered.

[Darill Cyllem]

Good to see this story back in action
:)

[Orandhite]

Yay! More Lightsaber! :happydance:

[jedimasterElizabeth]

“Go on, son. I will be there after I cleaned up the mess.” His father mumbled. “I guess I’ll have to buy a pet cat.”

Jake just followed his mother blindly. What is exactly happening? I need to go to the garage after dinner to see any signs off scorched materials during the battle.

The words: You guys had been brain washed by the Jedi secretly… rang in his ears like Rave was talking next to him.


The meals went uneasy into his throat. I have to get to the garage. Although there was no crystal in the lightsaber but the dead rat and the memories of making the lightsaber were true… Somehow, Jake felt something bad in coming into his life.

“I got to go to the garage mom for erm…. Cleaning.” He jumped out from his chair and ran without looking back for a nod.

*There is more.... patience needed. :nahnah:

[Orandhite]

Wow, what is going on in this story? So many twists and turns! :thumbs-up:

[jedimasterElizabeth]

Wow, what is going on in this story? So many twists and turns! :thumbs-up:
XD I don't know what am I typing too. :laughing:

The garage was clean, well depends how you describe it. The anxious boy switched on the lights and glanced around.

There must be something…Scorched stuff…The chainsaw and the wall!

Jake ran towards the pile of box and moved them away, revealing the still-intact chainsaw and the smooth white pained wall.

“Holy… Thanks the Force —I mean God.” He sighed and chuckled.

Chapter 4

Elie walked towards the detention room in the end of the corridor. She shook her head in disbelieve. Jake never gave up on his ‘lightsaber’ theory during the class and of course, without any objection, he ended up in the detention cell for extra hour. She had succeeded persuade Mr.Jones this morning to ‘forgive’ Jake but still the ‘Jedi’ never gives up.

“Pssss!” She opened the door without making any sound and signaled Jake to come out.


Jake was alone in the dark class with Mrs. Kath. God, she is scary. With a big mole on her face that moved along with her breathing. No one can stay a room with her for minutes. But today, Jake broke the record. Jake never paid attention to the creepy teacher, his mind full of yesterday incident. He searched for the.....

[Darill Cyllem]

Aw, man! A cliff-hanger! Hope more is on the way:)
:thumbs-up:

[jedimasterElizabeth]

Sorry for the late-ness! Busy!
...ingredient paper for the lightsaber for the entire night but nothing came out. But when Elie’s voice came into his mind, kept his stuff into his bag and sneaked out.

“Hey, thank you for waiting.”

Elie just smiled, “I’d promise that I will wait. So? Did the detention wake up the little Star Wars mind of yours?”

“No!” He stopped and stared at her furiously, “You still don’t believe me?”

“I believe you, Jake but not the part where you said your brother came back to life and fights you and telling you that the lightsaber works.”

Jake moved forward. No one ever understands me.

“Jake.” She patted his shoulder. You could see the sadness came from her hazel eyes. The sign that she cared for him, understand him.

Yet, he did not look at her. He just adjusted his bag and walked on the quiet corridor, leaving Elie standing motionless. I wish I could tell you why, Jake. You are entering a danger zone.

“Elie,” he spoke at the main door with a smile that could warm her heart. “Come! I will take you to McDonald for lunch.”

She gathered her strength and followed the boy.

And I am trying to protect you.

************************************************** ****************

Somewhere in the darkness, an apprentice bowed to his Master.

“Have you searched the Lightsaber maker?”

The apprentice is no more than 18, head down, “Yes, I have. But I failed to locate the ingredient to the Lightsaber. He can’t find them. I suspect the Jedi had moved earlier than we thought.”

The shadow was furious, “Then, you should kill him and take the lightsaber! Not telling me you failed, Darth Zeram.”

“But…”

“But what Zeram? He is not your friend anymore. Just attack him and stop the manipulation of yours. This is the Sith path you are walking, not the Jedi.”

Zeram just bent lower. His Master just gave an order and he could not reject it. No, he will never reject it.

“Yes, Master. His life will end tonight and the lightsaber shall be ours.”

[Darill Cyllem]

Another good installment. It's nice to see Elie taking a more prominent roll in this tale :)