The Stars Against the Darkness Book 1 Final Part
Warning: Swearing, Long and Non-Canon.
". . . You have my data, correct...?"
Cross handed Noctis Terrore the hard drive. "Y-Yes, Master!" A voice crack.
After grabbing the hard drive and putting it in his... pocket...? He observed the facial expressions of the three skeletons, noticing the nervous tension between them.
He became slightly annoyed as he spoke. "What happened...?"
Horror and Killer didn't wanna speak, leaving the talking up to Cross. "U-Um... well, you see, u-um..."
"We got caught." Horror finally spoke.
". . . So someone could be on our trail. . . At this very moment. . .?"
"Not just anyone... a Jedi." Killer sounded kinda scared.
". . . Let us depart. . . I have heard stories about Skywalker. . . We should not underestimate him."
They bowed before starting up the ship and going into hyperspace.
After coming out of hyperspace, Noctis Terrore told each of them to take a shuttle to a nearby planet to train Murder while he worked on the droid.
After he was finally alone again, and now that he had his data, he's going to leave them on the planet while collecting the materials needed for his creation.
They already explained to Murder what he was doing and that they didn't need to eat, drink, or sleep, so he didn't freak out that badly when they were left here.
Murder had a question. "So is our power... infinite...? Or do we still have to recharge?"
Cross walked up to him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Our power reflects off of what we used to be... For instance, since I was one of the original Mandalorians, we were called the Taungs, my fierce and warrior-born nature means my powers, we like to call it magic, is useful both offensively and defensively."
Killer stepped in. "I used to be human, but not just any human...! I was born on a planet called Divinity, which only had humans on it, and we were born with an immense connection to the Force...! I could summon red knives into existence even before meeting the Boss...! Anyways, after I transformed, I was able to suck the Force out of every living thing I touched...! But if it's a person I'm doing it to, then I have to look into their eyes and hold them still...!~"
Horror clutched the crack on his skull while glaring at Killer. "Ya don't need to shout Killer." He turned his attention towards Murder. "Being a former Trandoshan means I'm brutal by nature... And, as disgusting as it sounds, I eat the flesh off of my victims in order to gain power... I don't really LIKE doing it, but I have to... You know how it is... Actually, probably not..."
Murder was confused. "So... how do I work?"
Killer practically leaped with excitement. "That's what we're here to find out...! Honestly I thought Boss was going to keep you with him to help him create his droid, but I guess training you is more important to him... probably because there's a possibility that we're being chased by a Jedi."
"I've dealt with a few Jedi when I worked as a Royal Judge... they're actually pretty slow."
"Yeah... It's actually really disappointing... But this Jedi sounds like fun to fight... Kinda wanna try fucking with him... And pushing his buttons." He really has changed, hasn't he?
Cross was slightly nervous now. "Let's just get your training over with."
Noctis Terrore has been working for ages.
He had been wandering around the existing universe for ages.
Yet there was just one, just ONE thing he needed that he couldn't find... A Kyber Crystal... They're rare and are what power the lightsabers that the Jedi use, either Dark or Light.
But not just any puny kyber crystal... he needs a giant one... Or at least half of it's power.
He doesn't know where he has to go to find them, but after being around for a while, and sneaking into multiple libraries, he found out the whereabouts of one of these rare crystals... The Jedi.
But that would mean he had to show himself... And he's not quite sure if he's ready for that... He'll have to bring his minions along with him to buy him enough time to interrogate some of them and give him what he wants.
He doesn't want to be involved with the Separatists quite yet... It would be wiser dealing with the Jedi knights working under the Republic.
They have been training for months now... surely Murder is ready for a little stroll around Corescant, is he not...? Then it is settled... We leave Tomorrow.
Murder gains power after killing something, or someone, with Force power flowing through its veins. Depending on how powerful the individual is depends on how much power he gains.
"Now then... let's figure out where to land."
Before landing anywhere, Noctis Terrore used his magic to create an illusion, so that way the skeletons could blend in... they looked like how they used to look like before all that bad stuff happened.
He also shape shifted into a Kel Dor in order to trick people with a kind approach more effectively.
"Thought I'd never have to see this guy again." Murder and Cross spoke in sync.
"Same here." Horror didn't like his old self... that guy failed at protecting his own brother.
Killer, however, is admiring himself in the mirror. "Hello, handsome.~ It's good to see you again.~ Hehehehehe.~"
"Will you four quite messing around...!? We're landing...!?"
They bowed as each of them apologized.
"Good... now listen up... we're here to trade goods... you four need to stay out of trouble while I look around in the black market for fake identities... and I MEAN IT...!"
"Wonderful... In public, you are to refer to me as Ba Ulimm... now go and have fun while you wait... do not fuck this up."
Wow, he must be serious if he's already spitting slurs. They all thought.
Upon arrival, he landed in a weird looking dock full of tiny, fuzzy creatures that immediately ran up to the ship.
Thankfully Noctis Terrore stole a lot of money, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to pay them to leave... or the owner of the dock.
Once they knew they were completely alone, they made a secret room in order to go over the plan later... And a safe place for them to sleep.
The others are going to a bar.
"So... it's actually... possible for us... to get drunk...?" Murder is a sleepy drunk.
"Yeah... pretty crazy, am I right?~" Killer can hold his liquor for a while because he drank a lot back on Divinity.
"Ya dumb-*hic*-ass bwug... Gittaway-*hic*-frummmmeeeehehehehehehheeehhhh. . .~" Horror never drank before, so he is close to passing out.
"Are you all done yet...? We could've gone anywhere else, but no... you chose a bar." Cross is standing guard and needs to stay sober to get them home.
Killer winked at him in a flirtatious manner. "Aww, c'mon Crossy...~ Don't be such a downer.~"
"Don't start flirting with me, asshole... Also, you're drunk, so I don't have to take you seriously right now."
After sitting for a while, they chilled for a bit...
"Wookie!?" Yeah... That... Trandoshans and Wookies are fierce rivals, so it was hard for him not to get into an argument.
"Hey, calm down buddy... that's not just any Wookie... Look, he has a saber holstered... That's a Jedi.
This Wookie was none other than Chewbacca himself. While Horror has officially calmed down, Chewy noticed him and got upset.
He walked towards them, ready for a fight, before someone stopped him.
"Hey, Chewy... calm down..." Another Jedi was with him... Well, it was a Padawan named Ahsoka Tano.
They had just arrived not too long after escaping Trandosha, so you can understand why he's been on edge.
They approached the drunk Trandoshan slowly and carefully as Ahsoka spoke. "Hey, you... Did you follow us...?"
". . . No. . . Haven't been home in. . . A while. . ."
"Well. . . My friend and I just escaped from your planet. . . So you don't sound very convincing."
"Heh, well... I can see... why you'd feel that way... but as you both can see... I just wanna... drink 'til I... passsssoooouuuuuttt. . ." He fell asleep.
Chewy saw this as an opportunity to try and grab him, but Cross ran in and stopped him. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Fuzzy."
Killer and Murder stood around Horror in order to block the Wookies path. Murder is having a hard time standing upright.
The three glared at both of them. Their eyes... Something's not right... I can feel a shiver go down my spine... As a matter of fact... I don't recognize this armored one here... Maybe his species is endangered...? "Hey, Chewy... Let's leave them alone... If they're protecting him, then that means this Trandoshan is an outcast... Makes sense, right?"
Chewy made a noise of agreement.
"Alright... sorry for the trouble... won't happen again."
They both gave them a little money to apologize before waving goodbye and taking off.
". . . Well, uh. . . That happened." Of course, Killer always had to speak.
The other two yelled at him. "SHUT UP, YOU IDIOT!"
After taking both Horror and Murder back home (yeah, he finally fell asleep too), Noctis Terrore told Cross and Killer to scout the area around and inside the Capitol since it was dark enough for them not to get seen. They wouldn't be disguised so that way if they do get caught they could just teleport back since it wasn't too far from where they lived and no one would find them during the day.
The spell of disguise comes back during the day but it goes away at night... They had to be careful.
However, Killer was annoying the shit out of Cross, which made it hard not to be noisy.
"KILLER, I SWEAR TO GOD, IF YOU DON'T SHUT THE FUCK UP-!"
"Reeelllaaaaaxxx, Crossy.~ As long as we lay low, we won't get caught.~"
"If they don't hear your dumb ass first, you mean?"
"*le gasp!* How mean...!~ I'm not noisy...!~"
"Mhm, sure buddy, you keep telling yourself that... Well, not only do we have to look around on the outside, but we have to get INSIDE the Capitol, too... Why is it just us doing this again...?"
"Cuz the Boss is trying to manipulate the younglings to get us inside without getting caught... honestly, they seem pretty easy to trick since they're still young, so yeah... our Boss is awesome."
"That he is... But I meant the other two."
"It'll take too long sobering them up."
Silence fell between them as they both managed to sneak inside.
They both explored every room until they got to the upper floors. The rooms were getting bigger and bigger... But once they reached the top floor, there were two rooms left... and daylight was coming soon.
So they had to split up. Killer took the room on the left while Cross took the small door on the right.
Cross walked into a large room with a floating pedestal in the middle. It was a court room.
Hm... haven't seen a room like this in a while... it's bigger than the one back home.
He searched through every nook and cranny of the area before stepping out and seeing a small amount of sunlight before hearing a loud bang in the room Killer was in.
He groaned, slapping himself in the face before running towards the door.
Killer was cocky and burst through the doors instead of being cautious... Welp, guess they found out where all the Jedi went. That's not good.
Eyes were staring from every direction as murmurs and questions filled the room. They were originally having a meeting discussing what happened with Ahsoka and Chewbacca, but now something more interesting burst through the door.
Killer gulped. "Uuhhhhhhh. . . Hiiiiiii. . .?~"
They stood up slowly while reaching for their sabers.
Killer put his hands in the air and began to speak in his usual carefree tone. "Woah, woah, woah, hold up...~ Let's just take a deep breath and talk about this, huh...?~ I may or may not be lost...~ I could use someone's help finding out how to get outta this place...~ Whaddya say...?~"
They each grabbed their lightsabers.
Well, that didn't work... let's try something else. "Well, how about this...? You let me leave the room," he began to slowly back up towards the door. "While you continue whatever is was that you were doing...?~ Huh...?~ Yeah...?~ How 'bout it-?" Someone used the Force to shut the door before he could bolt. ". . . Forgot about that. . . Well, uhmmmm. . . Any questions about the presentation, class. . .?~" Nice job, genius, now you look stupid.
A small green alien raised his hand, the Jedi slowly backed away from Killer soon after, then he spoke. "Sensitive to the Force, you are... Good intentions, you do not have." This is Master Yoda. He's the strongest Jedi in the room.
Heh... He talks funny.~ ". . . Mkay. . .?~ What does. . . That mean. . .?~"
"One of the Separatists, you may be... Surrender yourself quietly, you must... Willing to protect our younglings, I am."
Everyone else seemed ready to fight as well.
"Hoo boy, Boss is gonna kill me..." He took a deep breath in before exhaling as an excess amount of black goop poured out of his eyes and nose. "Alrighty, then. . . Just know that I'm only gonna knock you all out. . . Maybe, haven't decided yet. . . Killing you would just be such a waste, though. . . Maybe I'll keep you alive while I take your Force power. . .~" Killer giggled then laughed maniacally before teleporting in front of Yoda.
Cross ran into the room after hearing that loud bang followed by the sounds of explosions. What he found was Killer grabbing Yoda by the throat.
"Sorry to use you like a battery, Greeny, but I was starving... too bad it's almost morning though-"
"Hey, dumb ass... we gotta go... we have to tell the Boss what happened."
Everyone was still conscious, but Killer used a spell to hold them all in place while he sucked the energy out of them... without killing them, of course, since he's not allowed to.
"Aww, you're no fun, Crossy...~ It's not like they're gonna tell the public about us yet...~ Don't want widespread panic, am I right?~"
"Did you forget about the meeting?"
". . . This fucking- WE'RE DISCUSSING THE SITUATION AT HAND!!! REMEMBER!?!?!? I SWEAR, KILLER, DON'T MAKE ME STAB YOU!!!!"
"Are you flirting with me...?~ Take me out to dinner first, Crossy.~"
"THAT'S IT! I'M DONE! WE'RE LEAVING!!! *starts aggressively cursing in a skeletal language they created for themselves*"
"*sigh* I'm just so good at messing with people... wouldn't you agree, Mr Goblin?~" Killer's black hole eye sockets glared into Yoda's, practically sending shivers down everyone's spines. "Just don't go shitting yourself after we leave.~" An evil laugh escaped his mouth before both him and Cross left.
What were they supposed to do now...?
Noctis Terrore was furious after finding out what Killer did.
"Boss, it was gonna happen sooner or later, what's the big dea-?" He was cut off by a tentacle piercing through his stomach.
"Are you calling me stupid...?"
Killer couldn't respond as black goop began to fill his skull and cover his body. Instead he shook his head side to side.
"Because if you are... I will strip you of your power and absorb your body... killing you in the process... now I will ask you again... are you calling me stupid, KILLER...?"
He released him enough to be able to speak. "N-No, Master...! P-please forg-give me...! It w-won't happen ag-gain...!!!"
". . . Good. . . That is just what I needed to hear from you." He turned his attention towards the other three that were currently bowing to him. "No one is to question me EVER AGAIN. . . Do I make myself CLEAR...!?"
"Good. . . Let us go over the plan. . . I rescheduled it to next month because of the stupidity of my first recruit. . . So the younglings are no longer and option. . . Instead, people of all shapes and sizes are allowed to enter the Capitol for an event. . . It is basically the graduation of certain Padawans becoming Jedi Knights. . . As long as we aren't Separatists, we'll be able to walk in. . . Now then. . . let's get better prepared to PROPERLY crash that party."
They all complied as if they were dogs.
Suddenly, a random thought swam around Noctis Terrore's brain. A dog, eh. . .? Hm. . . I've never tried it on a more barbaric species before. . . But that won't stop me from trying.~
Days before the event started, Noctis Terrore had finished his more recent project he's been working on... Though it DID take a while to find the perfect candidate for it, but at least it's finally done.
Now he had to figure out how to keep it under control... which was easier said than done... If you're mortal.
Noctis Terrore was an ancient being capable of doing whatever he wants... even control minds.
This creature he captured is called a Rancor. They are seen as violent and mindless creatures but are actually pretty intelligent. This Rancor was a baby so it would have time to grow into the new powers Noctis Terrore would give him instead of forcing them onto an adult.
He has a hard time getting along with the other four, but constantly follows Noctis Terrore around. Reluctantly, he would give the miniature beast affection just to keep it from running away.
He named him Insanity because the creature is constantly driving him up the wall... and because of how he acts when he gets overprotective.
For now, he'll stay in his original form, but once Insanity is old enough, which should be in about a few months, he will be a skeletal creature just like the rest of them... But that story is for another time.
Right now, they are currently preparing to cause total chaos at the capitol.
The plan has changed once more... because Noctis Terrore took the opportunity to interrogate one of the Jedi that decided to walk in here... interestingly enough, he looked just like his disguise... which is how he was able to trick him.
Now this Jedi, his name is Plo Koon by the way, is tied up in the secret room in their home.
He's STILL trying to break out... At least he can't use the Force since they found one of those fancy Force-cancelling collars.
Even though his situation is dire, he never displayed any hints of fear... only an enormous amount of determination.
Killer rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, we get it...~ You're a badass and you know it...~ Fucking hell, you Jedi just don't quit.~"
"Whatever it is you all are planning, it won't work."
"Says the idiot tied up in our basement. . . I didn't mean for that to sound gay, my bad." Killer started giggling.
"Oh grow up, Killer!" Cross was once again rage baited. "But he makes a valid point... How are we getting in, again?"
Horror spoke up. "We trade goods, remember...? Around that time, anyone's allowed in there... won't be that hard blending in as long as we get it done before the sun sets."
Dust shivered. "Ooh, no kidding. . . But if these two were able to cover all that ground in one night with ease, then all four of us going around stealing stuff will be a walk in the park."
"Wait, four...? What about-?" Killer was cut off.
"I will be doing something different." Noctis Terrore had shifted his body to look more like Plo Koon... He was even wearing his exact uniform. "I am going to make sure none of the Jedi interrupt you... Do not make it be for nothing."
Now Plo Koon was terrified. "You aren't planning on killing them, are you...?"
"Oh, no, do not worry... I will not need to... I am just going to keep them all trapped somewhere safe... again. . . You have nothing to worry about.~" He used the Jedi mind trick to put him in a trance.
"I have. . . N-Noooo. . . Nothing to. . . W-Worry. . . About. . ." No...! How powerful...!? Is this creature...!? I can't...! I... Must... Resist...! I... Don't... have anything... to worry about. He fell limp as he stared blankly.
"There we are... now tell me how this communication device works."
As soon as Noctis Terrore got used to copying Plo Koon's voice and personality, each of the 4 skeletons went over their roles.
Cross is the one that spoke first. "While the Boss is gathering the other Jedi for an emergency meeting, we have specific things we have to steal in order to better prepare for our next mission... I have to use this," he pulled out an odd, bug-like device that was as small as a speck of sand. "To copy and download all the information on both of those holocrons hidden deep within the library Master was talking about." He looked at Killer.
Killer grinned cheekily. "I have to go in the massive library too and, while fending off the Chief librarian guarding all that stuff in there, I have to find a holographic book that tells us the information we need on a planet called Utapau."
Horror hummed with delight. "I get to raid as many kyber crystals as I can from all the younglings."
Murder sighed in frustration. "And I, unfortunately, have to cause a riot... and most likely will have to do a WHOLE lot of cardio... you guys do know that I'm TECHNICALLY still new, right?"
"You've been around long enough, Murder...~ You'll be ffiiiiiiiiiinnnnneeeee.~" Killer poked his side.
"I will stab you if you don't stop touching me!"
"All of you shut it...! It's time..."
They all bowed and left, leaving an anxious Plo Koon to rot in his new prison for as long as they feel necessary.
"Be careful, everyone. . . And May The Force Be With You."
In case you didn't know, Error is the droid Nightmare is trying to make, and since they're going through so much trouble for him, our favorite glitchy skeleton gets his own book segment! (which will either be book 3 or 4)
Anyways, hope you enjoyed this long ass chapter!
