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Slinking in the shadows between halls we soon found a stairwell down, the expansive nature of the Jedee Temple causing some issues. So far me and the Jedee had escaped the sight of most of the Ori forces, many Jedee fighting valiantly whilst protecting younglings, the clone troops and staff using any means at their disposal to fight back. I had seen slaughter and death before as Director of shield but this shit was fucked!
Grown men were executing kids and Jedee in broad daylight as those that could escape barely managed it, the psychics the Ori employed being able to dampen or disable the connection they had with the force. The copy-cat and the emo were pissed about what was happening, both of them wishing to assist various times... And every time I had to remind them that salvation lied in getting a communication to my ship. At these moment it looked very much as if they were starting to doubt me, but then Ori troops would come past and be ambushed by jedee or garrisoned clone troopers. These acts restored their faith that they were doing the right thing.
"Where is the vent Anakeen?" The emo looked at me in frustration but pointed to a location that was guarded by a psychic prior. Grimacing at the fact that we'd have to go through that man and his surrounding guards I prepared some of the magic shit I'd been taught by that bald woman.
'This shit better work or I will sue that bitch.'
Looking at the emo and the copy-cat I nodded, both of them clutching their lightsabers with conviction present in their stances. I too got ready, preparing a spell that was called fireball. When I had originally asked Emelia what fireball was all about she just told me three things...
'Fireball everything, don't care who is in the room and make sure you spam it as much as possible within short succession.' I fucking doubted that bitch was being truthful about the second part but I still followed the other ideas.
'Time to get that money fucker!' I stepped out from the corner, my hands glowing in spectral lights that turned into bright red, a middle finger rune assembling in the middle of the light and turning into a small bead of light that flew towards the centre of the prior's chest. Within seconds the air and atmosphere ignited, the very nature of the fire consuming all of the oxygen around the forces. Coughs and choking noises were heard in moments as Anakeen and the copy-cat motherfucker sped at speeds faster than sound at the group.
I could see nothing for a few seconds until, out of the black smog and smoke, decapitated heads flew out, small drops of blood dropping from segments that weren't completed singed by the lightsaber blades.
'I need one of those fucking things!'
Stepping out of the now disappearing smoke the two jedee holstered their lightsabers, Anakeen opening a vent to the side, the tight confines looking like a fine trigger for my claustrophobia.
"Here it is, this leads almost straight down to the archives... There we will find what it is we seek." Copy-cat nodded before bending down into a crawl, his form slowly sinking into the vent as Anakeen looked at my concerned ass as if I was supposed to go before him. I accepted that of course and quickly went down, my phobia acting up a little as my breath increased somewhat.
'Why'd it have to be this shit!? Can't these fuckers make larger vents?'
The noise of someone behind me alerted me a little until Anakeen spoke out, his voice calm and steady.
"Good, now we have to take a left here, from there we will go down a chute that leads to the garbage collection area that is adjacent to the archive." Copy-cat nodded and began slowly inching his way forwards as I followed in slight panic.
All noises were cut off from these vents, the only sound being those of your own breath and the occasional bout of wind scraping against metal. The smells were truly the only think to focus on besides your own thoughts as various mixtures of floral smells wafted in and out at various small exit points.
"The chute will appear soon... Let us hope that they haven't gotten to the archives yet."
Silence was maintained after that as I was too disorientated by my own affliction, I couldn't even fucking care about emo boy and copy-cat fucker at this moment. The part I did pay attention to was the escape segment. The walls were pressed against me, the height of the vents being barely enough for me to fully look ahead. My head throbbed as the rip-off easily moved through, unimpeded. Fortunately we reached the chute seconds later, all of us falling down into a larger chamber that had a compartmentalised vent system, one section having a hatch for someone to get up into the space.
Without concern for what was down there I opened the hatch, both of the jedee behind me trying to stop me but failing. Fresh air, that was greeted me... Peering down into the space there were a many imprisoned Jedee, younglings included. There was a single door leading into the chamber that was currently closed tightly. Knowing there was no danger I eased myself down using my upper body, my feet landing softly onto the stone-like floor that the prisoners sat upon.
All of them were silent, ropes binding them and the vague sensation of a presence watching over them from outside. The feeling made me instantly cautious as I knew it wouldn't be long before those outside discovered something wrong inside.
"Anakeen, there are a bunch of Jedee down here and your younglings." Dropping second later was Rip-off and the emo kid, both of them waving their hands and freeing the prisoners, their force powers much greater than all of the other jedee in the room seemingly.
"Master Windu... We feared no one would come for us... A-also, could I ask who that is?" The jedee master or whatever pointed to me and looked absolutely confused. I ignored these fools and stepped up beside the singular door, unlocking it using a thieving spell taught to me by that Loki fellow. In this situation it was very useful as I was able to open the door slightly, seeing the twenty guards outside and a prior speaking with an even more grandiose looking prior.
'Shit, we just had to run into king pooba didn't we?' Anakeen came up beside me and looked out, his expression turning utterly lethal. I knew the man was dangerous as Emelia had told me not to piss him off too much but now I understood. He had fought in a war and wasn't just an emo, no, he just felt undervalued because they wouldn't recognise his war records and the work he had done.
"Anakin, what you think we should do?" I spoke as lightly as I could manage, the man looking at me in slight amazement before becoming serious once more.
"Windu and I will take the guards... I do not know what the powers of those cultists are, you do." I nodded and prepared another spell taught to me by Loki. He called it his speciality, illusionary clones. My form phased in a crimson colour as the spell was ready to initiate a series of Illusion within a hundred metre radius. Personally i loved this spell as much as Loki as this shit was crazy and allowed me to teleport between different Illusionary versions of myself.
"I'm ready, you two?" The rest of the jedee escaped up into the vent room, the masters ensuring the younglings were silent by lifting them. Rip-off and Anakin were nodding at me as I took a deep breath. Preparing myself for combat I activated my High Human traits, my brain entering into a heightened reaction time, the speed of my thoughts accelerating until I was havin several thoughts every second. I kicked the door down and instantly released the spell at the same moment, a second spell being launched a second later as numerous fireballs and flame arrows rained over towards the priors. At the same time Anakin leapt out at an intense speed, using his force to supplement his physical abilities. Heads went flying countless seconds later as a force field emerged around the more powerful prior, the lesser on burning to a crisp seconds later as his scream echoed out into the hallway that led into the archive.
The greater prior waved his right hand as his left grasped his staff tightly, emotion weighing heavy on his every movement. My senses instantly picked up an intense psychic attack, primarily targeted at myself. With insane accuracy I dodged out of the way of pressurised bullet of air, my right hand pulling out a gun as several versions of myself emerged around the room, all doing different things. The prior was confused as he sensed thoughts from all of the copies, his shield faltering for a split second, all the time I needed.
"Die motherfucker! And get a better hair cut in your next life you dumbass bitch!" My gun pressed up against his forehead as I pulled back on the trigger, his brains being splattered against the opposing side of the hallway. Exiting my intense concentration I heard the bodies dropping all around me as heads and half-bodies dropped across the room. Anakin didn't even seem phased as he walked up to me and just pointed towards the archive.
"There, that is where we will find the comm link."
"Goddamn motherfucker, I need your ass on my fucking team, shit... If my people were half as deadly I'd fucking promote them to fucking council member." Anakin grinned before slyly smirking towards Windu, the man raising his eyebrow as I and Anakin began walking towards the comm link.
"Shapeshifter, you sure are quite funny... Why are you taking the appearance of Windu?"
"Look motherfucker, he stole my appearance!" The man laughed as we got closer to the archive, a frustrated yell radiating from ahead as the sounds like lasers being used was apparent to me.
"Prior, this is not working. The Green creature locked himself and a majority of the monks away..."
"In the vision of the Ori nothing is impossible, one merely needs faith and time... Hallowed are the Ori." The soldiers bowed despite the fact their techniques weren't working. I knew that the green goblin man from in the council meeting of these Jedee had survived and rescued many of his people. 'That would mean that those prisoners were to be used as bargaining chips to draw out the goblin and the people he saved.'
Anakin grimaced and looked livid, even more so than I would think a Jedee could be. He was certainly dangerous, not only to himself but also to those around him.
"Those barbarians...! They dare use hostages as execution chips?"
"Yeah, motherfucker, of course they will. Are you stupid, they are the 'bad guys'." I was over waiting for these James bond villains, thus I nodded to Anakin and launched some of the last fireballs I could launch, my mana at low capacity. Luckily Anakin was all for the slaughter of these people, Windu coming up behind us just as we finally leapt at the forces. My fireballs sundered through the air trailing black smog as Anakin danced between soldiers, slicing arms and limbs off like his was merely performing pirouette or some fancy dance move. Within moments the enemy were blasted to ashes or disembodied.
"Master Yoda! Open up, It is Anakin Skywalker and Mace Windu."
"If you it is, something you must speak of that they only would know."
"I came to you, Master Yoda, about my visions of someone I care about dying..."
I widened my eyes at that but kept quiet, that shit was no doubt private and had something to do with why he was so dangerous. 'I am asking Emelia what the fuck is going on after all this shit.'
"Answer, good it is. Moment give us." A minute passed as the blast doors slowly began to raise, rows upon rows of shiny databank-style objects going deeper and deeper into the room. I'd be drooling if it weren't for the impending doom of this planet and myself if I could not contact Emelia.
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