HTTYD-Star Wars: ECLIPSE

Part 19

AN: I AM SO TERRIBLY SORRY!!! I was working on the Eternal Valkyrie series and completely forgot I still had some chapters to do on this. 

Savro part 10

Tris rushed through the large pirate ship at great speed while using one of Navida's blasters to deal with any Ysalamirs he might encounter along the way. The more lizards he eliminated the more he felt the dark presence throughout the ship. It was rather stifling and Tris had to adjust his breathing to advance. The presence was one he had felt before. In his Force vision. Somehow Darth Nihilus' Force signature was aboard this ship. He was glad that he'd send Navida along with the captives back. If this was indeed the Force eating Sithlord then he wanted her nowhere near here.

Tris still hadn't found his lightsabers but he supposed that they would be in the hands of the pirate leader. At least the activation button was on the inside so no one could poke an eye out.

The further into the ship's bowels Tris went, the eerier it became. He had expected to be shooting several guards by now but the corridors were quiet. "Where is everybody?" He asked aloud. Even if he didn't want to get caught, the lack of gruff impolite pirates set him on edge more. Tris stopped when he reached a set of metal double doors. The stench of darkness seemed to be the strongest here. A feeling washed over Tris urging him to head through the doors even as his hairs were standing on edge. It took him standing in front of the door for several seconds before he figured out what that feeling was.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me." He muttered as recognized the feeling from his visions. "What is the Force doing here?" He then backtracked "Okay, that was a stupid question. The Force is in everything." He muttered. It was still odd though for this entity to be so 'talkative' now.

"You know this might not end well." Tris whispered and the Force sent out a feeling of warmth as if in reassurance.

"I only have this blaster you know." He added. Again the same warm feeling washed over him, it was a feeling of security, like there was a protective blanket wrapped around him. Tris did the only thing he could do in this situation. He shrugged and took the metaphysical entity contacting him as a normal occurrence even though it wasn't. The door wouldn't open automatically and so Tris exerted the Force to unlock it. A plasma bolt sailed over his head immediately when the doors opened causing Tris to duck and roll to the side. More plasma bolts followed as someone inside finally yelled "Hold your fire! Hold your fire!"

Tris took a chance to peek into the room and what he saw surprised him. He had assumed right that the room was the Mess hall but what surprised him more was what was going on in there. The tables and chairs had been pushed to the far back and in the middle of the room on the floor lay an intricate diagram, drawn in blood. The blood came from several corpses strewn on the floor, one of them being the leader of the pirates he had come across not so long ago.

"Lower your weapons!" Tris called but a smug voice answered back.

"Or what?" The man that answered him asked smugly. "You're outnumbered." Tris then used the force to yank all the blasters in the room out the door he was crouched against. He could hear several shouts of astonishment as the blasters assembled in a pile near his feet. He then picked up one from the pile and held both trained on the men in the room. "And you're outgunned now." He quipped back. Now that he got a better look in the room and at the dead bodies he noticed that they were all pirates, included amongst them was the pirate leader Alvin. He recognized some of the symbols on the floor as being part of Sith alchemy.

"No honor amongst thieves huh?" Tris asked the man that stood glowering at him. He assumed it was Alvin's second in command.

"You did not tell me you had a Sith on board!" A robed man suddenly hissed as he approached from the back and Tris wondered why everyone jumped to the conclusion that he was a Sith. Granted he found it an insult to be called a Jedi, but still. The robed man jabbed an accusing finger at the pirate while shouting "If I knew I would have offered him this great honor instead!" To which the pirate responded by grabbing the man by his robes and punching him in the gut. "Don't ya dare go back on your word!"

The robed figure crumbled to the floor and Tris had had about enough. "Okay, I am just going to kill you guys now." He told them as he raised the blasters. It felt odd using guns and he couldn't snap so many necks at once with the Force. He'd much prefer to cut them with his saber.

"Wait, wait, wait!" The robed man frantically called out from his position on the floor to stop Tris. "The ritual has been completed! The Devourer shall arrive!" Tris's eyes widened and he looked around in confusion. The robed man stood up and grabbed a case from the floor on which the bloody diagram had been drawn. "Look your Eminence. Take this and release your brother."

Tris got a sour look on his face at being even remotely compared to the monster that was Darth Nihilus and wondered how the Sithlord could even fit into such a small case as he felt a scary dark presence emanating from the case.

"What are you doing?!" The pirate scowled and grabbed the case from the robed man. "You promised me the power! I killed for you!" The pirate gestured towards the bodies and Tris noticed something glimmering in the pocket of the pirate captain. 'MY LIGHTSABERS!' His mind shouted as he discarded the blasters lightning fast and summoned his sabers towards him. He gripped both handles, activating the red one while clipping the one that had an unchanged Kyber crystal onto his belt. The familiar hum of the saber brought the pirates' attention back on Tris. They were in the middle of fighting over the case and in that moment Tris didn't care what either of their plans were, he just felt the burning sensation that whatever was in that case had to be destroyed. So he charged forward and swung the lightsaber, splitting the case in two, much to the horror of those holding each end.

"NOOOO!!" Both men yelled as two parts of a white mask fell out of the broken case. Tris's swing had hit true and he felt the 'delight' of the Force wash over him. 'So this mask was the cause of all the trouble?' He mused as he felt the darkness start receding from it.

'Rather anticlimactic,' Tris thought as he watched the robed figure eyeing him in horror. He thought it was over too soon and watched in horror as the pirate dived for one of the broken mask pieces.

"No! No no no! It can't be over!" The man shouted as he grabbed a piece and Tris felt the darkness enveloping the man. "It can't be over!" The pirate screamed one last time as he was being devoured by black tendrils. The black tendrils expanded seeking sustenance and the pirates nor the robed man was spared from their clutches. Tris erected a Force shield to fend off the tendrils but it wouldn't hold them for long.

Tris backed out of the room without any other options open to him. If he wanted to live then he had to get off the ship. The dark ominous tendrils didn't stop with just the living beings in the ship. It started to devour the hull of the vessel as well. He made it out of the ship alive just as the ship was collapsing in on itself. In the center of the destruction stood an ominous shadowy figure.