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The force was normally acalm river for most of the practitioners of the force. But it can be disturbed. A desperate cry of one of it's force sensitive childeren can be heard by all that Know of them or have a close tie to them.

On the Planet Teta on such force user sits fighting to stay with the light. Her only haven is her own mind's eye.

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:: I am one with the light, I am a jedi of peace, a protector of the innocent. :: Vonta thinks to her self. In a fortress on the planet teta she has been isolated in a single Barred cell. Four barred walls.

--NO, you are a being of the force ment to serve the force. To serve us for we are the force.--

"I serve the will of the force that is my only master in this life time!!" She cries out at the dark shadows around her. She tried to escape not long ago. They tried to convert her like all of the Teepo Palidins that they had captured and converted but she resisted. Using the Aiki ways to hold on to the force with a tenacity they had rarely seen. Now she was held in confinement with 5 chanting Krath followers chanting a maddening chant that was all but incomprehisible

"You are not the force the force is every one! NOt just a single being! It answers to no sentient unless they tapp the dark side and force it to their will!" The clothing about her was in tatters she was beaten and tortured already to break her spirit but she refused to bend to them.

-- WE live in the force we are the force. Nothing to be trifled with we are the will--

The force of thier will is almost hypnotizing trying to drown out the like with thier own.

"No you are not...I am sure of it." Her words seem unsure. The beings around her seek to tear her very soul asunder with their trappings.

"I am...Of the Living force.....Force....Of light...Not of nighttt...The....." She finds her self torn ever more.

"I...am....JJJJJJJJEEEEEEEEDDDDDIIIII!!!!!!!!" she cries out in to the force

Mitz was meditating quietly, not really sure why, but it seeemed the right thing to do. Teta was his alst stop before his jump to Barab, and hopefully a part of his future. He heard the scream, it ripped through him.....laying him out flat, disrupting his meditation.

He rose slowly to his feet, feeling that tortured soul, trying ot reach out to it, but he coudld not reac hit, but he could find it. He pulled on his coat, sliding the emitter into place. He checked his clips once, sliding everything into place as he stepped out the hatch of his 2600.

The ship had been a gift from a man he could not remember, but no that the man had good intentions for him, and operating under the theory of best intentions, Mitz stepped into the night, trying to help a tortured soul, as he was tortured, and another had tried to help him...

He was getting closer, the heavy bag resting easily over his shoulder as he walked. He could feel her more.....the closer he got, trying to reach out to her.....hoping she was all right.....

He finally made contact.......her scream ripping through him again......he fell back a step....continuing onward....his voice slowly trying to reach her, but this wasn't his strong suit, he didn't even know if she could hear him.

He saw the building, a monolith....ancient...screaming out power, corruption, decay, and down right evil. He thought about this again, realizing that this was probably the stupidest thing he coudl remember ever doing, walking into a fortress because someone was screaming in his mind.

One could argue he was doing it for the good of the individual, the woman trapped inside, but another half might have just wanted the quiet back. In either event, the first roaming guard fell to a quick shot under the chin strap of his helmet, killing him almost instantly, no pain, no suffering.

He took the guard's access key, sliding inside the building, knowing full well teh cameras had seen him enter, knowing full well waht was about to come charging down the pike......

They moved out. Kenshin sifted though all the things Vonta had taught him to keep his mind off of the death that was going to happen. About the ancient orders, their ways, their unique skills. He knew they would help him somehow.

OOC: I good to have you on board. This is a continuation of a thread that I am working on. Vonta is a captive of A force group known as the Krath. The Krath are a race of energy beings that live in the force. But they have madallions with propertys that allow them to currupt force users into becoming their deciples.

A Large group of Teepo palidins also known as the gunslinging jedi knights came to the planet in three Muarader class corrvettes. The ships were shot down and the Teepos were forced to make a stand by circling the ships in a triangle. The Krath also have an army of Krath war droids. A Battle droid with a plasma Arrow launcher and a vibro-sword. Thousands of them attacked the Hundereds of teepos. Many hundereds of their number were taken by the krath swelling their ranks and increaseing the power of the krath by tenfold with the new initiates.

Lets say that the ones you took out were some of the weakest of their number. But be aware that the rest of the time you well be facing a fortress filled with force weilders that have light sabers and Teepo style blasters that are unerroringly accurate with the asstants of the force.

Vonta is what she has Deemed an observer jedi. She is seeking out the old force sects becuase she saw a new evil on the horizon that the ancient ways would be needed to combat. So far she found the Last of the Aiki unarmed force combat practitioners Irman Nogar, who is also a Nohgri. In addition to the ways of the Jensaarai. From whom she learned the arts of force cloak and Cortosis armor weaving. All this for her first order and the order that she is commited to. The Jedi Order.

She is a being of great power it is the only way that she has held out againest them. If they take her then all of the secrets that she has gathered well fall into the hands of the Krath, increaseing their power even more.

IC: The Commando team of force users were about to look for an entry into the mesa fortress. When they were attacked from within them selves. All of them doubled over in pain or fell to the ground. Irman staggered on his feet moving one way and then the other.


:: JeeeeDDDiiiiiiii!!!! ..........I...am Jediiii-ahhh---AiIIIIIIIIII!!:: A voice cried to them all.

"Vonta! Hold Towards the light!" He cried out. Je was unsure if he was geting through to her. The others were feeling the effects as well he turns to Kenshin seeing how he was faring.

Kenshin sat cross-legged in meditation in the shelter of a rock. His face was deep with lines of concentration. He was trying to reach Vonta through the Force and also keep his own mind from the pulsing pain coursing though his body.

Vonta, hold onto your flame of hope. Do not let it dissapear. Even a spark can kindle a fire.

Irman walks over to the Jedi, Grabbing him by the collar and shaking him.

"Kenshin," He gives him another shake to bring him out of his trance.

"Jedi!" He yells at him right in his face.

"Come to your senses. I want to comfort vonta as much as you but unless we get to her all the comforting in the force well not keep her from wavering from the light!"

Irman stood there holding the taller man he did not mean to be so rought but he needed the jedi to save vonta. And needed him with his mind focused.

OOC: RIghty o, i will continue to probably get my ass kicked and have a good time at it.....

IC: Blaster fire as well as whole slew of other projectiles were filling the corridor he had just come from. Standing there, bleeding from a shot that had grazed his ear, and head still a little woozy from the stun grenade, he evaluated his situation.

He was stuck in a fortress filled with things intent on kicking his ass, well he kind of deserved that one....he had walked in and started shooting....Secondly, the way back was blocked by a large group of weird freaky things. He was effectively boxed in. Third, he was running out of ciggarettes. THigns were starting to look bad.

"Ah, well, time to go with a Hutt Flourish." He reached into his coat, pulling the long pistols. They were massive by blaster standards, and the J-clip sticking out of the top didn't look like it belonged on a blaster. He popped around the corner....taking a couple of hits, lighting his shield up. They stopped shooting for a second, trying to figure out why he was still standing there....

The autofire mayhem filled the corridor with a cacophony of noise and light as the grenades flew from the long pistols, the microgrenades bursting out, like a shotgun blast. He held the trigger down until both his pistols, and the corridor was empty. He slid the pistols back into his coat, pulling another pair. His head was even foggier, but at least the noise was starting to subside.

He started moving cautiously, his display reading a rapid recharge in the shield system. This wasn't natural and he decided to keep an eye on the emitter assembly. He picked up his big black bag of guns, and started searching for her....trying to reach out to her....

Kenshin broken from his meditation trance and slowly stood on his feet, his joints aching from the odd pulsing pain. He gives Irman a slow nod of understanding and faces the fortress.