Mobius
Unknown Regions
Knothole City
“Give it up,” cried out from one of the ancient Jedi Masters who wielding a yellow lightsaber, after he done finishing his last opponents with serious lightsaber combat on Mobius and point out with his lightsaber, “it’s over.”
The leader of the follower is wielding a thickest black cloak and robe that’s combine together, and wielding a crimson red lightsaber that’s still humming that’s mix with a sudden buzzing sound. His face was cover except his mouth that’s underneath his hood that he don’t want to revealed himself, except his friend who know what inside his robe. He was close, so very close to achieve his ultimate goal on Mobius was located in the Unknown Regions that he was trying to harness the power of all life on his home planet when the Jedi comes along and stop his plan. That his plan is now convenience that may hold for a while since the Jedi show up on Mobius.
“It’s not over,” the leader cried out to a Mobian Jedi Master who happen to be a Mobian Fox with light blazing orange and white fur and blue eyes and with two tails from his birth detect. “I will gain control of Mobius, knowing they won’t stand much very longer as long you won’t stand in my way.”
“You eagerness ie blinding you,” said a Mobian Fox Jedi Master. “Your toying many Jedi and Sith since after the Hundred Year of Darkness by harnessing their collective power to make you stronger and much more powerful than ever before.”
“They were weak and foolish from their beloved cult that they’d cherish the most of it,” he yelled out to him. “I was once long ago, before I joined the dark side and became a renegade of both Jedi and Sith that I collect power from them. It makes me stronger and more powerful, knowing their strength are no match for me, old friend.”
The Mobian Fox Jedi Master is now in a tight spot, knowing his friend was once a Jedi long ago before he betray them and become a renegade when he learned the horror from what he witnessed and learned from him that he stole their power to harvest the power to allow him to make himself stronger and easier to crush his enemy for good, but when he learn that his friend on Mobius, their birth home planet since he arrived and tricking his people as part of the ritual, before he and other Mobian Jedi comes along to stop him, before the Preparation Project is nearly completed.
Five other Mobian Jedi were quickly rushing toward the lead strike force and wielding their own lightsabers in blue and green color blades after they brought many followers who joined him and assisted him on Mobius, when they quickly standing right behind the lead strike force who’s wielding a yellow lightsaber They’re all wearing a Jedi robe in light brown cloaks and beige Jedi robe they coming and still holding their lightsabers on their hands.
“Give up, old friend,” he said to him as a warning. “You are beaten. Surrender.”
“Surrender to you? Never!” he refuse a surrendering tone, knowing he was so very close to achieve his ultimate goal.
“You’re making a mistake,” said a Fox Mobian Jedi. “It’s blinding you. Twisted you to make you stronger and more powerful in every term.”
“Ha!” he scoff at him. “That’s what you said to me all these years. Look at you, always the hero and yet you decide to live or not from your noble Jedi code,” he mocked at him and tried to torment him, but those words have no effect on him. “Well, I’m sick of it, knowing I choose my path and I stay on that path for long ago. And now you ruin my plan to achieve my ultimate goal for my preparation, and you ruined it,” he shout at him and the other Jedi as well.
