Overcast: The 13th Hour [Death of Fire Hazzard]

[Jeseth Cloak]

The Force raced through Jeseth's mind at a speed that made even his thoughts seem slow - something (or someone) might be coming. He had spent nearly a month examening several excavation sites in the deep regions of the Hoth system, and only one of them had proven to be of relevance to his cause; The small pendant he had found burried beneath the layers of permafrost and glacial sediment had originated from Yavin IV, and perhaps even dated back to the time of the Massassi Temples. All around it were found other items of considerable age: A strange and unique lightsaber, shreds of a black outfit, and a few cases filled with rations of all sorts.

Jeseth stepped over one of the several bodies that now littered the archeological site. He simply couldn't have bothered to explain to digging team already in place why his desire to conduct the search was more important than theirs... and in any event, it was quit likely that they wouldn't have listened.

A loud crack sounded out as he crushed a small boy's hand beneath his boot, the distress beacon within it shattering and sending out sparks that gently melted the pale and fluffy snow.

So, someone was coming afterall. It was just as well; he got what he had come for. It was time to leave.


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[Gaven13]

Gaven watches from a Distance. This would be intresting...



EDIT: OOC: Sure Jes.

[Jeseth Cloak]

OOC: I hope you don't mind too terribly, but I was hoping it'd be a 1 on 1. Perhaps you wouldn't mind editing your post a bit so you're just watching from a distance or something? Sorry.

[Nichos Marr]

Slightly humming to himself, Nichos walked past the giant rock sticking out of the ground. He was admiring the beautiful day. Suddenly, he sensed a disturbance in the Force.

Nichos quickly reached down for his lightsaber. He had sensed a familiar yet dark presence. He held the smooth weapon in his hand. He was tempted to ignite it..Not yet. He told himself.

With confidence, the Jedi slowly crept onward, the harsh wind blowing in his face. He darted across the snowy plains and hid behind a large pile of snow. Nichos dared to peek at the archeologist site. He could not sense any life. Something or someone had killed them all. Was there trouble on Hoth?

Keeping his senses alert, Nichos called out with the Force. Hello? Is anyone there? He still hid behind the snow, ready for anything. Or at least he thought...

[Jeseth Cloak]

As Nichos waited for an answer, only the gentle falling of snow addressed him. Tracks led down into a darkened cave, all around it bodies scattered and piled. Blood and flesh lingered about in the snow and ice, frozen in place. The slaughter had been inhuman, but judging by the attention paid to detail, the victims had suffered no pain.

A small boy laid by the mouth of the cave, half-burried in the ground. His chest rose and fell slowly, pain and rage eminating from his broken and battered body... blood clung to the corner of his lips. A reply finally came for Nichos in the form of a small boy's voice echoing in his head:

Help me... please? please, help me... NICHOS, HELP ME!!!

The boy's voice was filled with fear and pain, anger and hatred. Whoever had done this to him had apparently left him in a state of utter panic. He was strong with the Force...

[Fire Hazzard]

Fire, stalking the icy terrain of Hoth, hears..or feels?..a shout. Changing her course, she jogs to where she senses the person is.

[Nichos Marr]

"Oh No." Nichos muttered. He ran into the cave, passing dead bodies. His lightsaber was stil held firmly. He was a few feet from the boy when he stopped dead in his tracks.

Something isn't right here. Nichos thought, keeping his thoughts blocked with the Force. How does that kid know my name? Nichos could feel the anger and hatred pouring off of him. He could also feel the Force.

Nichos spun around to see...nothing. He regained his composure. Suddenly, it came to Nichos. This could be an illusion. He slowly walked around the boy. He could feel something familiar. The cold wind from outside seemed to enter the cave.

"Who are you?" He curiously asked. Nichos raised his lightsaber somewhat. This didn't feel right.

[Jeseth Cloak]

Something wasn't right... The shadows in the cave moved in the wind, swaying like a spider's web. Nichos' eyes followed the tendril like strands, until his eyes fell upon a throbbing coil of darkness. The boy's body had ceased moving, breathing, and even eminating feeling.

Blood had soaked all around the little one, but how had Nicho's failed to see it? There was nothing left of the boy from the waist down: Something had cleanly severed him in two.

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Wonderment went through the Jedi's mind just before a blue blade jutted out from the roof of the cave, running down toward's the mouth in a blinding speed. All the shadows and feelings in the area scattered and vanished just before Nicho's saw Jeseth drop from the top of the cave, his form blocking out the light. The Dark Jedi shurgged, a large cracking sounding out through the darkness as nearly a ton of ice and snow fell upon the Jedi's body, burrying him alive.

Sleep well, hero.

He smiled slightly, satisfied with himself. The Jedi would be out for long enough... and in the meantime, he needed only to reach his ship.

[Fire Hazzard]

Jeseth, she muttered to herself, finally reaching the cave, just as a darkened figure left it. There was someone, she couldn't tell or sense who, covered in ice, or frozen, even. But too bad, she wasn't going to rescue anyone. She wanted to know why Jeseth was here.

"Jeseth! Get back here!!" Running after him, she screamed, even though her lungs hurt like hell from breathing in Hoth's below freezing air.

[Nichos Marr]

Nichos was very well still alive. He was trapped too. The only thing that kept him alive was the Force. He had used it as an extra respiration system, and a source of internal heat source.

Jessseth! The name seemed to hiss in his mind. For a few seconds, the dark figure stood across from him. Then down came the snow. Here he was...

Nichos began to use his hands to dig a way out. The more holes he tried to punch, the more snow caved in. Nichos knew this wasn't going to work.

For a second, his mind drifted off. What was the Dark Jedi doing on Hoth? What was his business here.

Nichos spun out of his thought. He could sense another Force User on Hoth. One that seemed to be a Jedi. There was another Jedi on Hoth! Nichos was about to send out a distress message through the Force. Then he thought it could be a trick. Nichos suddenly had an idea.

My lightsaber! He thought. His hand went down to his saber. He pulled it from the snowy grave and pressed the ignition button...

[Fire Hazzard]

Snap, hiss.

What was that? A lightsaber?

Fighting the urge to go back and find out, Fire finally reaches Jeseth and puts her hand on his shoulder, a bit too warm and friendly-like, without realizing it.

"What are you here for?"

[Jeseth Cloak]

Jeseth haulted as he felt a familiar hand fall upon his shoulder.

"Fire... It's none of your business what I'm doing here. Why the hell are you and your friend over there," Jeseth pointed toward's the pile of ice and snow, "here. I'm only going to tell you once: stay out of my way."

Jeseth's features remained nearly without emotion, only a small amount of anger showing through the surface. He had changed: His eyes were empty, devoid of anything but sorrow and despair. Whatever price he had paid for returning to this life, it had been a great one.

[Fire Hazzard]

Fire steps in front of him, her eyes gleaming with..nothing. Just like his. Devoid of anger, emotion, caring.

"No. First of all, I am not with whoever is over there. Second of all, you're not leaving here until I find out why you are here. So if we must fight, so be it!"

[Jeseth Cloak]

I don't have time for this.

A sudden flash of light errupted, running in through Fire's stomach, then deactivating.

"I warned you."

Jeseth pushed her into the snow, watching her writh and curl up in pain.

[Fire Hazzard]

Hitting the cold snow, surprised, she winced and cried out, not quite knowing what he had done. All she could tell, was, it might be the last thing she would ever feel as a human form.

Feeling the snow cover her like a blanket, she knew there was no way she could escape this. It was death. It fell apon everyone eventually. And she, hated by most, was finally getting what she deserved. For the Fire to be extinguished.

Letting out a small breath, the young Jedi Knight relaxed herself and ignored the pain from her deep chest wound. She wanted the last few thoughts of her unhappy life to be the opposite.

Sage. A twin, a brother, a best friend. He had always watched out for her, cared about her, and had her back. He would die to save her life, she knew, and she would do the same for him. Their bond was one that could be traced back almost 18 years, from the very minute they were born as small eggs inside their Mother's stomach.

Leia. A best friend. What more was there to say? She had known her for a year, and they had shared countless secrets and tales, always talking and giggling about something or the other.

There were others, a few others, that cared. That could be trusted. But no one would ever replace Leia and Sage, in life or in death.

Death.

[c]Life is but a prelude
to the realms we soon shall see.
The power that we gain in death
will surely set us free...

Life is but a passing dream
that ends with our last breath.
The sorrows that we bear in life
just ease our way to death...

Death is but an ending
to our futile, tortured lives.
our final moment-joy and rage
as the light dims in our eyes...

Death is but a doorway
to an endless, empty place.
The memories we earned in life
soon gone without a trace...

Time is but a concept
that none can quite explain.
Eternal and Forever
just measurements of pain...

And love is but the greatest Lie
that one could ever live.
For death and time shall take from us
those things we would not give...

[Nichos Marr]

Nichos bolted out of the cave, using the Force for added speed. He sensed Fire was in trouble. The Jedi ran past the icy snow hills and clefts, hopping over rocks. He had to make it in time. He had to save Fire.

The Knight pushed to his limit, running faster then he ever did before. He performed a magnificent leap over a high cleft and skidded down the hill, landing in the cold snow.

Nichos Marr watched as Fire Hazzard was impaled. He got up from the ground and sprinted forward, only to fall back in the snow again.

"NO FIRE!!!" He screamed.

Nichos pushed himself up again. The ice had cut his lower lip, and now blood dripped from his lip. He shook his head, holding back the tears. Again, he had failed at saving someone. Another ghost haunted his memories.

Fire...I'm sorry..I failed.. Nichos called out through the Force. He could feel her life force fading. The Jedi's face impacted the snow as he banged it downwards.

A few moments later, Nichos hoisted himself up. He stared with no emotion at her killer. Jeseth Cloak. He was once Nichos' friend for a short time. Now he was a psychopath murderer.

"Jeseth...you heartless bast***. You will not get away with this." Nichos whispered. "I won't let you, you murdering scum!!!" Nichos shouted.

The Jedi sprinited forward, activating his lightsaber. He ran straight at Jeseth, calling on the Force for added speed. He jumped at the last second, and twirled with the aid of the Force. Nichos was actually hoping to cut the Dark Jedi in half.

[Jeseth Cloak]

Jeseth turned just in time, his eyes going wide as he instinctively pulled Ascension before him and activated it, meeting Nichos' saber just in time. Sparks flew between them as the energy fields clashed, crackling as they attempted to break through eachother's barriers.

"Let's see you stop me," the Dark Jedi whispered below his breath.

A sudden burst of Force energy exploded between them, sending Nichos back a few feet, realing for balance.

[Nichos Marr]

Nichos got up and suddenly got a hold of himself. He calmed himself down somewhat. Determination still ran through his blood.

He stared at Jeseth blankly. His face showed a little distress, but other then that it was emotionless. He closed his eyes. Directly behind Jeseth, a large clump of snow raised off the ground and hit him in the back of the head.

Nichos watched as the snow all around Jeseth began to rise off the floor. The Dark Jedi managed to deflect and block some clumps. But there were too many of them. The Jedi summoned on the wind around. He watched as the snow collected from the wind began to spiral. It formed itself around Jeseth, the ice and snow hitting several parts of his body. Nichos kept his concentration with all his might.

[Jeseth Cloak]

"Arg!"

Jeseth shielded his eyes, feeling the clumps of snow and ice striking at him like hot sand. A jagged chunk of ice tore across his right arm, blood dripping down to the floor. His eyes quickly followed the droplets as he ducked down and pulled his wings around himself, allowing them to take the beating.

His fingers nestled themselves into the snow, his eyes shutting in concentration. A crack went out through the plains of Hoth, a direct split running between Nichos and Jeseth, Fire's body floating away on a large chunk of ice that broke loose.

Jeseth opened his eyes, feeling his wings being torn apart slowly in the rage of sleet and hail, then once more spread the white and weakened appendages, pulling them toward's his back as he, too, created a similar storm... but his was drained from beneath the layers of glacial ice, composed of paralyzing waters from the depths of Hoth's surface. The nearly frozen liquid shot up from the ground steadily, aiming to knock Nicho's from the safety of the chunk of ice he now drifted upon.

Blood continued to trickle down the Dark Jedi's arm slowly... tainting the snow.

[Nichos Marr]

Nichos lifted his head. He would not give up so easily. He focused on the Force, calling warmth to himself. He felt all the wonderful things, all the life. Nichos could feel himself getting warm.

The Knight reached out farther with the Force. He felt the life, in caves, underwater, across the frozen tundras. Everywhere he felt it. Nichos called to the life through the Force. He called to it all, asking it to aid him.

He felt the largest lifeforms out. These would be the Wampas. Fierce Ice creatures. Nichos called to them specifically. Without breaking concentration, he raised himself up. He limped on one knee. Nichos bit his lower lip in pain. He blocked it out of his head.

Soon, the Wampa would be coming to aid him. Nichos limped his way to Jeseth. He was only a few feet away now. He had to buy himself some time. He focused on the wet air around him. Nichos watched as it became solid and encased itself around him. The small particles began to expand and attract to each other.

A shield of ice formed around him in a few moments. He used the Force to shatter the ice. With a loud crash, it all shattered. The jagged ice pieces raised off the snow floor. He directed them all at Jeseth. Of course there were too many to actually dodge them. Nichos fell back from the weakness.

[Jeseth Cloak]

Jeseth's hand came up to meet with the shards of ice, a static charge errupting forth from his finger tips. A few thin tendrils of blue lightening summoned themselve's before him, melting the oncomming shards into small and dull pebbles of watery ice.

He panted with anticipation, watching the Jedi fall, leaping across the cracks in the ice to where Fire's body lay. He picked her up and started to drag her lifeless form through the snow, heading for his ship as quickly as he could manage. He wanted this one's genetic material... there was still much he could learn from her. Blood continued to drip, but now in slightly smaller quantities. Both Fire and Jeseth left a trail of red behind them as he moved closer to the doors of his ship, the activated saber in one hand and fire's leg clutched in the other.

[Nichos Marr]

Nichos noticed how Jeseth was preoccupied with dragging Fire away. The Jedi was too weak to stand up on his own. He used the Force to raise a small pebble off the ground behind Jeseth. The sharp pebble flew to the Dark Jedi amazingly fast and struck him in the cheek. It began to dig across Jeseth's cheek, and then stopped when it was almost all the way in.

Nichos kept one eye open and watched as the blood rolled down the left side of Jeseth's face like teardrops. The Jedi forced his body upwards so he could get a better view.

"Jeseth, we will meet again. And I am looking forward to it." Nichos sent out through the Force. He had attacked Jeseth with the pebble so the Dark Jedi would remember him and possibly take revenge one day. Nichos knew that it wasn't wise to mess with Jeseth Cloak, but this did not bother him. He rested his head back, there was nothing else he could do.

[Jeseth Cloak]

Jeseth dropped Fire's body momentarily, holding his hand to the wound in his cheek. Blood quickly began to roll over his finger and onto the ground, weakening him. Off in the distance he could hear the Wampa's approaching...

We'll meet again, brother of the light, but next time you may not be as fortunate as to catch me while I'm in a rush.

Jeseth upturned his hand, crushing the floating slag of ice which supported Nicho's body, sending it tipping and capsizing so the Jedi's body would slide into the below freezing water.

As Nichos' figure began to slide out of view, Jeseth could see the Wampa's approaching with a steady speed - they had come too late. The door to his ship shut just in front of Fire Hazzard's feet. Engine's blazed, fire being shot out recklessly onto the frozen ground, further collapsing the stability of the area. He could hear the Wampas pounding against his ship just before it lifted off, leaving behind a crumbling plain of snow and ice. The Dark Jedi spit out a small amount of blood onto thje floor of his ship, collapsing back against a seat and jamming a syringe into his arm and shooting a full dose of bacta into his blood stream...

He couldn't afford to be so careless should there be a second time...

[Nichos Marr]

Nichos on the other hand was freezing to death in the water. He could feel death approaching. Nichos focused his mind on the nearest Wampa, controlling it. The Wampa trodded over and clawed Nichos out of the water. Nichos was thrown to the side of the snow. He was too weak to use any more of the Force.

The Wampas were no longer being controlled. They advanced on Nichos. There was about twelve of them. Their teeth were baring, claws ready to attack.

"Bantha Fodder." Nichos coughed out. He could not move any longer. His joints froze up. All but his neck. He raised it to look up at the sky as Jeseth's ship took off. Nichos rested his head back, letting the Force flow through him. He watched as the first Wampa raised it's claw and swiped downwards...

[Anakis Moreven]

*Anakis heard a force distress call from someone..he couldn't tell who, but he could tell the direction it was coming from. Being a Jedi, he decided to go check it out. Force running to the location, he saw a figure bleeding, he recognized it...Nichos Marr.*

"NICHOS!"

*He saw a wampa trying to crush him, but the scream startled it. it decided to leave the injured one alone, and go for the screaming one. Anakis ignited his saber, and ran towards the wampa, and with a slice of white, he chopped off the beast's arm, then roundhouse kicked it in the chest, knocking it back into the crowd of banthas. He force pushed them backwards, onto the snow, delaying them for a moment.*

"Let's get ya outta here, Nichos"

*He then turned to Nichos, and placing his hand on him and concentrating in the force, using it to heat Nichos' body so he wouldn't freeze. Acting quickly, he saw a wampa got up agin. He then slashed at it, slicing it open and killing it.*

*The other wampas decided not to mess with Anakis, and escaped*

*Anakis looked at Nichos Nichos, and realized he couldn't carry him all the way back to his ship without Nichos dying. So he turned to the sliced up wampa, and gutted it, then placed Nichos inside it, like in ESB, and force grabbed the wampa with Nichos in it and carried it back to his ship, then escaped back to GJO*