Lordess Chronicles part 11Lordess Chronicles# 11The Final showdown Pt. ½" " = Talking' ' = Thinking(" ") = Talking in different language(' ') = Thinking in different languageTimeline: 2 months 2 weeks after the end of the Sith RebellionTime left before Republic forces arrive: 6 hours Linora looked around the holographic map of a planet, and when Fiona said it was surrounded by asteroids, she really meant it. Somehow, for a reason that no scientist has been able to explain, asteroids were all over the planet, covering the planet's surface from space. Due to no heat from the sun being able to get in, the surface is mostly ice and snow. The only way in is either by blowing the asteroids apart, which would give their position away, or, if the information they have is correct, send in the right code for the Crimson Blades to activate some big tractor beams on the ground to move the asteroids away. Fiona Solusar stood next to her, her arms crossed. To the left of her stood F4-T6,
Ansem's Legacy He crawled towards her, his small patch of white hair on the top of his head glowing in the light. Phoebe bent down, picking him up in her arms, and then sat down. As she looked into his red eyes, she could see his father in him. Other than the fact that he was smiling, of course. Phoebe has never seen Ansem do that before. Phoebe couldn't help but smile down at her son as he grabbed a few strands of her purple hair, playing with it by wrapping it around his fingers. Phoebe bent her head as she placed her son, Malik, down on her knee so he won't be pulling her hair too hard. She started to bounce her knee, Malik laughing as she does so. As she watched her son laugh while not letting go of her hair, she thought about Ansem as a baby. Who were his parents? Did they have any idea of what he was going to become? Phoebe wondered whether or not her son will take his father's place when he becomes old and powerful enough. He could have his powers, but that was uncertai
Totalitarianism project The three of us sat down on the couch, me turning the TV on as I sat on the far left. In the middle sat my second best friend, David Hardman, and on the right sat my step-brother Ray Jiles. He never took my father's last name when his mother married my father four years ago because he does not see him as his real father. I look away from the television at the empty spot on the couch, where their fourth member, my best friend, use to sit and enjoy watching old movies with them. Now, though, he was gone forever. He went into the White house, hoping to ask their leader, Stephen Rockford, for better safety equipment for workers in the mine, where the majority of people work, and where the majority of American's die. The deaths are either from the improper use of equipment, the safety equipment not being able to protect them properly, all the disease, and all the workers killing one another or the other's rations of food or money. Eric was never seen comi
Lordess Chronicles part 10Lordess Chronicles# 10The location of the secret Crimson Blades base" " = Talking' ' = Thinking(" ") = Talking in different language(' ') = Thinking in different languageTimeline: 2 months 2 week after the end of the Sith Rebellion Jessica Stari and Joe Charr finished packing their bags, Jessica placing her hand over her inflated stomach. They were going to Corellia to raise Jessica's twins, who will be born in just two weeks. Jedi Master Ozan Stari, who is Kim Stari's uncle, was waiting for them. When Joe and Jessica exited the cell, Ozan smiled at Jessica. "Well, I have to say, I never imagine my grandchildren would never move so far away from me so soon." He hugged Jessica, and when they separated, he looked at Joe Charr. "Well, I guess this is where we say goodbye." Ozan shook Joe's hand. "I don't even know if we really are considered related or not, but I would like to say one thing." He leaned in, saying, "You better treat my grandchildren right, or