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He stood motionless
upon the mountain top above the great valley below and a woman clad in black
armor was at his left side. His men were filed in a single rank behind
weapons stowed at side. The one motioned to her and she turned to the army.
With an obedient nod all stood fast then she moved aside. The blade ignited
with hiss and spark. Its color was true of the darkness of his heart. The one
cried out deafening all ears about. With mind of fury the mountainside he
came down screaming out loud fear, anger, and hate abound. The being in constant
motion, his blade perpetual, it cut through limb, torso, and neck without
vex. Blasters could not reach him blades could not graze him. From circles
and rings that bind he left nothing alive behind. In the center he stayed,
circled by many he never swayed. Under constant assault he assailed all
looking for the next attack, never realizing his own tact.” The young Jedi Knight
in master Hoths’ grasp convulsed and twitched. “He’s not a man,” the Jedi
stuttered as he began to slip further away. “He’s a monster.” Lord Hoth
looked down upon the limbless body, then back into his eyes. What remained
convulsed hard once again form the shock of the trauma savagely inflicted
upon it. From the darkness the
Jedi was suddenly inflicted with a burst of life. His eyes shot open wide as
they peered deep into Hoths’ eye and as he began to speak his vocal cords
vibrated and distorted. “Leave this planet or I shall leave none alive,” the
unrecognizable voice stated. The young Jedi’s neck collapsed inward about its
circumference shrinking to a fraction of its original size. Bone and
cartilage snapped, popped, and curdled the ear. Bane released his
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Excerpt from
Resurrection
Rick J. Johnson
Copyright © 2005
All Rights Reserved