Segment coming up from Chapter 1 of Fallen Not Forgotten!
The unknown lifeform jumped down, landing in a crouch. Slowly straightening, tail whisking side to side, they chuckled. “Reckon I’ll take that trooper off your hands.”
“I think not!” He eyed the lightsabers on their belt. So that’s what they were. And here he was worried they would harm him! “You Jedi,” he said, spitting the word like poison. “Cannot attack us. We have corporate neutrality.”
They laughed, but there was no humor in it. “Jedi? Is that what you think I am?” Opening their palms, the sabers flew up and, with a sharp hiss, ignited.
A chill, cold as the grip of death itself, seized him. This was no Jedi. Nor was it anyone on the side of the Republic.
“Sorry to disappoint, but I’m no Jedi. I’m something far, far worse.”
“Who… Who are you?!” he gasped.
Spinning the blades into a reverse grip as they shifted into a back stance, the fighter spoke only two words. “Your killer.”