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The Remnant Past...
File:Dantooineplains.jpgJaecyn remembered the gentle warmth of the sun rolling over the fields of grass. He had been working on his father’s Land Speeder with him late into the afternoon, until his mother called him into their small hut of a home. Jaecyn thought nothing of it and continued his twiddling with the speeders flux capacitor whenever his father came running out gesturing for him to come inside.
Jaecyn put down his tools, thinking that it was nothing that important…until he heard an explosion far off in the distance, followed by more and more. Jaecyn’s eyes went from his father to his best friend Tira, several hundred feet away cresting the hilltop.
He specifically remembered not worrying about himself or his parents, but whether his friend from birth would be okay. He got up and began running as fast as he could towards her hut several hundred feet away, though he stopped suddenly when it exploded outright, sending debris and such scattering across the once tranquil plains.
In that moment Jaecyn remembered feeling the darkest of feelings coming over him. He felt as though a star had gone supernova and the shock wave ridden his veins all the way though. With an outburst of a scream, a wave emitted from his body flattening nearby tall grass.
He didn’t remember much after that only that he had passed out. He remembered the dream that followed though. He remembered seeing Tira’s beautiful face. He remembered planning on walking towards her home that night, flowers in hand. He was going to take her out for her 17th birthday and ask her for the honor to be her boyfriend. The dream began to get darker; she began to drift away from him and was suddenly engulfed in fire, screaming for him to help. He tried but he couldn’t and suddenly he awoke with a start.
He remembered waking up to being dragged away from the ensuing explosions that shattered the tranquility that was Jaecyn’s world. His parents had been dragging him away from Tira’s, towards the docking bay not far off.
Jaecyn remembered trying to fight them, trying to get to Tira’s hut to see if she was alright but he was far too worn out to attempt it. He also recalled seeing Jedi running in the opposite direction that they were going, their blue and green lightsabers flashing light across the landscape.
Jaecyn was finally let go of in the hangar as his parents moved towards their personal yacht, a J-Type Star Skiff. They gestured for Jaecyn to get inside, but were cut short when the battle spilled over into the hangar. The Vong Warriors, disgustingly grotesque, rushed in their amphistaffs coming alive and slicing his father multiple times, before he fell over in a bloody heap.
He would move towards his mom before she suffered the same fate. His anger began to build once more but a nearby explosion rocked them off their balance long enough for Jaecyn to move into the vessel and ignite the engines.
The ship began to rock as he pushed the throttle forward. It lurched forward as it took off and rocketed upwards, He could barely see, tears streaming down his eyes. He saw flashes of brilliant red and green flashing across the sky and the hull of the ship before it rocked forward with a mighty burst and his head hid the control panel, everything went dark.
The Academy of Shadows and Delusions of Grandeur
The Arcanum, the mobile Shadow Academy
He was a bit nervous at first, knowing that what he was getting into was a life commitment towards the malevolence that was associated with being a Dark Jedi…a Sith. He couldn’t forgive the Vong for what they had done. Nor did he make any attempt at it. He wanted revenge; he wanted to kill them all.
He remembered waking up aboard the Arcanum in a relative state of shock. He had been badly injured in his escape from Dantooine, but somehow he seemed relatively in good health, a nice sized scar cresting his chest from where shrapnel was lodged.
The first several days were a bit of a blur, he remembered doing extreme measures of training in heat and freeze controlled climate rooms. He had taken a class that had expanded on his knowledge of Broken Gate and furthered his skill in Hapan, eventually evolving into the ancient skill of what is known as Jakelian.
He also began studying Astronomy, the war strategy of Capital Starships, the variants of Starfighters, and even the economics of Transports and Freighters, earning a Dark Maven in the area of Flight.
The knowledge he was taking in made things seem to drip together, days became weeks and weeks, months. Suddenly he was standing before his new master…ready to begin his journey to becoming a Dark Jedi Knight.
The Ninth Great Jedi War: Unification
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In the Workz)
The Reclamation of Antei
(In the Workz)
The Trials of a Dark Jedi Knight
Notes: Acolyte
“I remember now, I remember the last thing my parents said to me. For my dad it was something like, Make sure that flux capacitor is tightened correctly. For my mother it was somewhere along the lines of Tira was looking for you, have you gone to see her today?. The comments so small and trivial to the normal person, not until you lose them do you realize that nothing is trivial."
Jaecyn -29ABY