Chapter 9 Michael

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  • Dedicated to Michael Julian Robins
                                    

Scene: Anthony arrives on Raxus Prime. At the end of the runway stand two droids. Anthony climbs out of his ship and walks up to them, his cloak on and hood pulled low over his eyes.

Raxus Prime Droid: State your name and business.

Anthony: Anthony Conner. I'm here to speak with Michael.

Anthony takes a half-step forward and turns on his yellow lightsaber staff. Fifteen more droids issue from half-buried buildings in the rubble. They all hold some sort of blaster - whether it be a sniper, heavy weapon, or a standard issue rifle.

They don’t look like regular Raxus Prime droids. They are much shinier then the scrap metal you would usually see - missing arms and legs and scratches and rust all over them.

Anthony: Oh, boy.

Anthony spins his lightsaber around to his left side. The droids start shooting at him. Anthony starts spinning his lightsaber. Three out of five bullets hit two droids. Both of them go down. The rest ricochet off his lightsaber and miss.

Anthony goes to use Force-push and a solar blast comes from his hand. Anthony looks down the hall way and the metal is just barely glowing from the heat. He looks back at his hand.

Anthony: Whoa.

He jumps out of the tunnel and starts climbing over leftover parts of droids and star ships. Anthony looks off into the distance and sees an old Hammerhead Republic cruiser that crashed on top of a pile of junk.

Just ahead there is a Mandalorian helmet sitting on the arm of a rusted speeder.
Anthony finally gets to an opening where there are auto defense turrets, droids, and missiles.

Anthony sneaks around the whole area, quickly reprogramming the turrets one by one, absorbing the sun’s energy the whole time to build up his light powers. At last, Anthony jumps down into the clearing.

All the turrets aim at Michael, Paul and Elisabeth, under Anthony’s control. Michael stands up with his back to Anthony. The former Jedi is wearing a filthy white cloak with brown boots and a pair of brown cargo pants with two patches on them.

His shirt is black with no sleeves. A belt with thirteen lightsabers strapped to it hangs over one shoulder and down to his hip. Paul is wearing his famous black leather Harley Davidson jacket.

Michael: There’s no way to win.

All the auto turrets turn away from Michael and aim at Anthony.

Anthony: Dang.

Michael: You should’ve known not to walk into my turf and try to use my own power against me.

Anthony: You’re quite right. I should know better.

He jumps into the air and shoots a solar beam from his hands at the turrets as they’re shooting at him. Anthony lands and there is not an auto turret left but he is breathing heavily - the power drain necessary to create the blast is severe.

Elisabeth May: Clever. But there’s no way you’ll beat all of these.

Droids rise from the ground, come from caves and pour off the walls of the miniature “arena”.

Anthony: (worried) I think I should have saved my solar blast...

He turns on his lightsabers as a staff. The droids start firing at Anthony; he starts spinning and blocking while backing up to the entrance. In mid-spin he takes the guards apart, still blocking the laser fire.

One of the bullets hits his left shoulder and he drops his left lightsaber. Bracing himself, he turns around and sprints down the hallway. About twenty-five of the droids follow. Anthony jumps a broken ship part lying in the middle of the path.

As he does, he spins around three hundred sixty degrees and rips a side panel off a ship. The split junk causes an avalanche that crushes about fifteen of his opponents. He lands and makes it to his ship. As fast as he can rev the engines, he takes off, heading for Dantooine.

Michael: (watching Anthony’s ship blast off) Aw! I was hoping I could play with my new toy. The coward.

Elisabeth: There’s no way that he or Shain will beat us, even combined, Master.

Michael: Sad, but true.

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