Creative Writing: Skywalker

“He then said to her, ‘Now, you d---d b----h, I’ll learn you how to disobey my orders!’

Tim pointed at the tattoo. “He's a scout. They find new colonies for the Lawless to raid.”

"But you planned the battle. I'm sure that my companions will agree with me that this fact invalidates you as commander of the army."

“Are you looking for some type of Pyrrhic victory?” William asked. “Cause that’s what you’ll get.”

“I would whip a guy for making a tyrant sound too tyrannical. That’s as bad as those old plays in which King Herod ranted.”

“Well well well, what do we have here? Two Jedi for lowly old me, the fates couldn’t have been any kinder.” A sinister smiles forms on the attacks lips. “Killing you two will be just absolutely a pleasure. Please make it worth my while.” The attackers blade lets up a little and Zerdek manages to push them away, give them a little space between

“You want to fight against me,” Apache said with a corrupt laugh, “Didn’t you already figure out before that you are just a complete dead-beat compared to me.”

“I have already won. When you are dead, your soldiers will quit fighting and drop their arms and they will pledge their allegiance to me. My army will grow with the addition of your troops whom you have so kindly provided. Parsis will fall next if it hasn’t already, then it’s game over. This continent will belong to me.”

Slowly, he walked. Dragging one foot forward, then the other, he trudged on. Where was he headed, one might ask. Alas, even he did not know himself. The answer was deep in the back of his mind, someplace he likely could not reach on his own will. Aside from this answer, was his very destination itself. He hardly knew what it was, and where… Those two questions had yet to be solved, and more arose. Answers were yet to be discovered. Deep inside his heart, the boy felt the knowledge of where walking in his current direction would take him. And he would be there soon, he thought. He focused his vision on the ground as he shuffled ahead. Leaves and pine needles were strewn across the floor below him, covering the tough brown dirt beneath.. There

While on Coruscant, Qui-Gon informs the Jedi Council about Anakin, and hopes that he may be able to become a Jedi. The Council test Anakin, and after talking it over, they decide to not allow Anakin to become a Jedi due to a concern with the boy and that he is also too old. Meanwhile, Sheev Palpatine advises Queen Amidala to call for a Vote of No Confidence in Supreme Chancellor Finis Valorum, fearing corruption of the Senate.

"Perhaps you are in the right, but if I belabor my viewpoint concerning the wisdom of your laws, to wit, that they were destructive to men and self serving to your own ego, you would indubitably return with equitable conviction of why this is not so. Therefore, I yield. Let it be as you say"

"There is no death" I said to them "There is only the fo-" my voice cut short as the blade of the Sith cut through my

“Why do I keep you on staff, Anders, why?” He exasperated. “It may be time that you…”

“If you don’t leave you will be killed. They take everything and leave us to die if we’re not already,” the emperor says.

“This is so surreal” I stood gazing at the ornamental door at the end of the hall. Like everything else it’s covered in fake gold, faintly glistening from the ceiling lights. Slowly we walk up to it, keeping ears out for the sound of footsteps. The Ranger hides me from sight, forcing me in-between a large table and the wall. He slowly puts his thumb on the scan pad next to the door, waiting for it to grant him access. There is no beep.