User:Darthchristian/Hunt for a Jedi Part 1

Prologue
Darth Vader stood at the helm of his personal Star Destroyer, the Exactor, over the skies of Coruscant. He was impatient; he needed to get this new Jedi he was hunting. He thought he had died 12 years ago, when he killed the Jedi at the temple. Vader tried to think of the boy's name; what was it again? Matteo Corlaso? Yes, that had to have been what it was.

Vader walked about the bridge, and many of the officers there looked at him with fear. They had good reason to; Vader had killed yet another simple minded Imperial, who had disobeyed his orders. A stupid man, Vader thought. He was the Dark Lord of the Sith. He had free reign over the entire Imperial military, and the only man he had to answer to was his master, Sidious, known to the Galaxy as Palpatine. Vader still regretted the decision he made to serve him, when he had killed Master Windu. It was why he was in this suit, that tortured him, making Vader feel like a machine.

The objects on the bridge started to tremble with Vader's anger. For the last 15 years, Sidious had always told him to use his anger, even before he had made that fateful choice. Vader had really gotten sick of Palpatine, but without Starkiller, he wouldn't be able to do so. He would deal with that traitor later. Suddenly, an Imperial officer interrupted his thoughts; it would be the last thing the idiot did, as Vader choked him using the Force.

"Wait! We found......the Jedi!" the man stuttered.

Vader released him. "Where is he?"

"He's in an apartment, with a woman, of unknown origins. We sent a squad of Stormtroopers."

Vader knew better than a Jedi being defeated simply by Stormtroopers. "I will go down there myself. Prepare my shuttle!"

Chapter 1
Matteo suddenly awoke from his trance. He looked around. He was in a simple bedroom, just the bed he was on. Since he left the Jedi Order, he tried to live life to the fullest. He knew that he only had a few years left on him at best, with Vader hunting him. His mother, Famill, really needed to learn to actually have some luxuries in her life as well.

Famill came into the room herself, arms crossed, with graying hair flowing about her. More of her bruises had healed. She still hadn’t told Matteo much about herself, or what had happened in the last few years. A native of Dathomir, she was taught to use the Force using a set of words, called of spell. Matteo, being a former Jedi, knew that the Force didn’t need be activated with the spells, but she could believe what she wanted.

Her face showed signs of worry, and could feel her fear and anxiety through the Force. Famill never showed this emotion before. If anything, she wouldn’t let her emotions be felt, and treated her son with harshness. Matteo asked her, “What’s wrong?” When she said no words, Matteo knew that the Empire had found them, and that his death was imminent.

“Where do we go now?” Matteo asked.

“We don’t.” his mother replied, with sadness. “We’re not cowards. We’ll fight them and we’ll win.”

“You can’t be serious. Vader’s coming himself. He’s really set on killing me this time.” “I won’t let him. He’ll have no joy today.” There was banging on the doors. “We have no choice then.” Matteo tossed her a blaster. He took one for himself, and also equipped himself with the legendary Jedi weapon, a lightsaber.

Matteo moved closer to the door of the apartment, and drew his blaster, keeping his lightsaber hidden. Across from his mother, they were on each side of the door. The stormtroopers had enough banging. he heard a blaster shot, and the door imploded. He immediately shot down the first few troopers that entered the room. the next one that entered shot one too close to his head, and Matteo dove behind a bookcase.

The stormtroopers fired continuously at the piece of furniture until only rubble remained. Matteo was no longer there. He sneaked up behind one the more confused troopers, and activated his lightsaber. Shining emerald green, the saber possessed the ability to cut through almost anything. Matteo then beheaded the trooper, much to the shock of the other men in the apartment. They fired wildly at him, but he deflected the bolts at their bodies, becoming one with his weapon, and anticipating where the shots would be using the Force.

Then, Famill struck one of the troopers with lightning, and threw the man into another, breaking his neck. Worse enough, she laughed while enjoying it. Was she dark, what the Jedi told him she was? Famill didn’t look surprised when she saw Matteo’s horrified face. If they survived Vader when he came, he was finding out whatever secrets she had kept from him.

Matteo and Famill had finished with the troopers shortly. He looked down at the bodies, and decided to be bold enough to look at one of their faces, the one Famill had killed with the lightning. Matteo thought he would be looking at a clone of Jango Fett, because, that was what they were after all. When he lifted the helmet though, he looked at an alien face, Human, but a man who didn’t even look twenty. Horrified, Matteo dropped the helmet, activated his lightsaber, and turned toward his mother.

“You....you. Who are you? What do you want with me? If you’re so evil, why did you look after me for 12 damn years! Somebody who enjoys killing certainly doesn’t do that,” Matteo screamed. He had sarcasm in his voice, and he felt anger that he never felt before boiling up in him. Famill felt it and smiled.

“For this moment,” she simply replied.

Matteo tried to decipher what she meant, and finally realized the truth. When he risked his life to break his mother out from Jedi custody, she looked at him with wondrous thoughts. She had wanted him to be angry with her, she needed him. “How dare you,” Matteo replied. His lightsaber crept closer to Famill’s face, but then he lowered it. He was giving her what she wanted: his anger. “I won’t let you.” “But you must. You must prove my brethren wrong, that a male could become a Nightsister. You must realize, that I’ve given up everything for you. Don’t just prove to be a waste of my time, the 25 long years that I have spent for you, away from my clan. I can feel my life coming to an end now, that today, I will be struck down. It can be changed though, if you leave with me to Dathomir now. I must admit, this was earlier than I had planned on telling you, but with Vader coming, we must go.” Matteo thought about the decision he had to make here. Before his 12 year coma, he had been offered the Dark Side before, by Count Dooku, who had wanted him to become his Sith apprentice, and overthrow his master, Sidious. Matteo believed he had made the right choice, because only a few months later, Dooku was killed by Anakin Skywalker, and he would have been left alone again, in his anger. His choice to deny the Sith was probably the biggest difference in his life, despite the consequences it held for him. Matteo decided that he should stay with the light and muttered, “Never.” “I must say, I’m disappointed that you won’t come with me, but I won’t give up on you yet, because Vader is almost here, and the only way you can escape is with me.” “I’d rather be tortured and killed by Vader than come with you.” “Your choice then.” There was major disappointment etched all over her face, and Matteo could feel her sadness in the Force. She walked out of the apartment. Matteo sat on the bed, and waited for Vader to come. He meditated on his decision, and heard the snap-hiss of a lightsaber in the apartment. Matteo got up, activated his lightsaber, and asked, “What took you so long?” Vader’s frustration was clearly felt by Matteo in the Force. “Don’t play with me, boy, and fight me. At least make your death interesting.” “I plan to.” Matteo put his lightsaber up into a defensive position when Vader attacked. He dodged the vertical slash, and swung his blade upwards in hopes of knocking Vader’s blade out of his hand. Vader parried it swiftly, and lunged at Matteo with a series of attacks. Matteo parried them with difficulty, and saw Vader’s form, Djem So. So it was a fight of power, was it? Matteo countered a slash to his knees with a barrage of attacks of his own. Vader blocked them with ease, and started to hack at Matteo’s head with unprecedented ferocity. If Vader hadn’t been using Matteo’s style of fighting, he might of thought that he fought like a maniac, but it had a pattern. Vader tried to beat down Matteo’s defenses with sheer strength, and it might have worked if Matteo practiced another form. Vader then decided he wasn't going to beat down Matteo's defense and performed a backflip, landing 3 meters back from where he was. Matteo realized what he was doing; Vader was going to use Don Moch on Matteo.

Darth Vader was getting tired of this endless fight. If he had fought the boy back before he was injured in that fateful duel with his old master, it would have been over in mere seconds, but Vader decided that he should just distract Matteo, then catch him off guard. Though he used Djem So, not known for blocking, he had a formidable defense, and it looked like used Soresu in his fighting as well. Vader saw a speeder parked outside the apartment and picked it up using the Force, and threw it at the building. It crashed inside, causing the building to collapse. The boy had almost no chance of escaping him now.

Chapter 2
Famill was sick and frustrated of the events that had happened in the last few hours. Her eyes flashed yellow with her anger, scaring the local residents as she passed by them.