Chapter 6: The Light and The Dark Pt 5

"We will comply. I have no reason to fight you due to a common law."

"Then I will need to confiscate all your weapons"

Crystaall nodded to the man and began to unclip her utility belt, handing it to the guard at the captain's right. She sighed as the guard began to go through the entire belt and its pouches, but never once taking out her pistols. The guard probably assumed that they were set to detonate, as she noticed a few of the others in a battle-ready position. Grey-Kast had to give over his own pistol and knife without a word but he gave Crystaall a look. A look which she took as 'I hope you know what you're doing'. She only knew that she couldn't be angry, and fighting these guards would build up her rage and possibly kill innocents and herself. Crystaall then began to think about R4 and the Dragon Hawke. Those two were important to her as much as her own life.

"What will happen to my ship and my droid? I assume you won't scrap them?"

"We don't scrap evidence ma'am. Your ship and droid will be inspected thuroughly for anything that depicts you as an Imperial Spy or even a ture killer of men. But we will only do so after you execution."

"Execution? For entering your system?!"

Now Crystaall was angry, but it was only anger at how she managed to accept death without it being spoken to her face. To her, this was an outrage, and Grey-Kast probably didn't hear it. This was good. She didn't want him to know what they were heading into. But her anger was steadily rising as her heartbeat began to beat faster. 'That's it.... become angry, show them what happens when you anger a demon. Anger will be your only savior and it will be THEIR sentence to death.' The A.I was trying to convince her to let her hatred roam free. She couldn't let that happen as she clenched her fists and began to breathe slowly. Crystaall needed to be at peace, for her sentence was not the worst of what the Empire could come up with.

"Tell me, how long will we remain in custody?"

"About one day ma'am. Then comes the Day of Reckoning for you and your friend."

Chapter 6: The Dark and The Light Pt 4

"Very well. You are authorized to dock in Theed's spaceport."

"Thank you."

The conversation ended, and as suddenly as they appeared, the squadron of Naboo fighters turned and headed for the planet. Grey-Kast only stared at Crystaall with shock. What had happened to the overconfident, arrogance this kid had only a few days ago? It couldn't be a clone, the Empire wasn't that advanced.... yet. Yet, something felt off.

"Crystaall?"

"Are you questioning why or how I have managed to go from a strong-willed fight-'till-I-die girl to a serious stature of authority?"

"Well, yea that's exactly what I what I want to know. You didn't act with a single drop of anger, you just automatically accepted our sentence without a single thought. How can you switch from an energenic girl to someone so serious."

"Honestly, I don't know. Vex taught me one thing, but he never really taught me how to make conversation with others. And now that I have an A.I that will feed on my hatred, how can I lose control in a simplistic situation? I can't.. because its not worth the risk."

"You don't act your age, you know that right?"

"I never cared to compare myself to those of my age. I may be as reckless as them, but somehow, I am also smarter than them."

And soon after those words, silence drifted into the ship. Crystaall started the Dragon Hawke to make a quick land in Theed's spaceport and Grey-Kast watched as R4 later entered the cockpit just in time to see the cockpit brighten up with fire. Once they officially entered the atmosphere, they took some time to stare in awe at the beautiful landscape that surrounded the capital of Theed. What followed afterwards was a steady land into the almost, overgrown spaceport with vines here and there occasionally. It was an average guess that it was just there for decorations. The Hawke landed cleanly and then the ramp began to lower as Crystaall and Grey-Kast assumed their positions just at the top. Grey-Kast was still dressed in his smuggler outfit while Crystaall was clad in a full black leotard that covered her whole body from each toe to each finger and stopping at the neck. Crystaall took the lead as they descended the metal ramp and both of them soon began to stare down about 2 full squads of Royal guards that were in lightly-shaded blue armor, similar to that of the Imperial Guards that even Imperial officers feared. Crystaall could recognize who the lead captain was, with the gold trim across his helmet and the same trim that followed the curved design of his chest-plate and legs. He stepped forward and slammed his spear into the ground, one that was identical to all the rest, except for the red ribbons that were connected to the tip.

"Crystaall of the Dragon Hawke, you are under the violation of the current Queen that states no bounty hunters are permitted in Naboo space. Therefore, violating this law, you are under immediate arrest. We will place in in a cell, whether you comply with this decision or decide that we must use force to drag you in."

A Story of Legends

Many speak of legends as gods.... immortals who could conquer any foe. In reality, they meant their downfall in the pinacle of their lives. But what if one survived to tell their tale, from the truth? One who had learned from the Dark, the Light, the Many , the Few, the Old and the Young? The Rare and the Unseen? The Hero and the Villian? What if I told you they live this very day.. would you seek to meet them, or would you hunt for a way to become them? What if they taught the young about all they learned and protected a single student when Evil began to strike again? Would you like to be the student? And how did this living legend aspire to greatness you ask? Hardship, Friendship, Loyalty, Courage, Anger, Hatred, Vengeance, Domination, Pain, Suffering, Treachery, Arrogance and Inner Peace. These are all the key points to their success. From one point of their life to the next, and sometimes used more than once. And yet whom is this legend? Is it a man or a woman? A Hero or a Villian? I would tell you it is a female... and that she is neither Hero nor Villian. She is not neutral either, for she is a Vangaurd and Guardian of our very galaxy. And as another war begins to reveal within deep space.. and she waits silently in meditation. While the Republic prepares itself once more for another war that it will never fight. There will only be one battle. A battle of Dark and Light. But this Darkness has a heart.. and the Light is overconfident. Jedi will stand and watch while Sith jump-in and get slaughtered by a touch. A battle of wits... this is what we all expect. Except for me. I see a battle where both will fall, but even in death, one will be victorious. Legends will clash and bring their might to full-force and show the other who is the strongest in power and will. And yet where did these legends begin their story? And who rose up before the other? Was it their ancestral bonds that made them enemies from a war long forgotten and dead? Yes... but they both see a future where they are the victor and there will be no one else to oppose their beliefs. One where darkness will only linger in the shadows and another where the light is eradicated from existence. The Savior of the Spirit Sword and her rival legend the First Born Woman of an ancient line. Crystaall against Nysste. A showdown for history to glaze over with minor wars and the feats of the Chosen One and his family. But these two legends started a war that this galaxy could never forget. But I am just rambling. Go on little ones and look up at her statue to see the eyes of fire. For those are the eyes of a true legend, and very few hold them. And I am one. But if you come back to me for another tale, then the story will begin... and you will learn of two women. One who conquers the challenges thrown in her face and another who obliterates the enemy with no remorse. A story of True Legends.

Chapter 6: The Light and The Dark Pt 3

Crystaall's realization of this issue was only a brief moment as she soon looked up to see Grey-Kast standing in front of her. She then noticed that he could have possibly seen and heard everything that had gone on... but Crystaall remained silent. The rodian only stared at her for a few moments until he looked back into the cockpit. He turned back to the young girl and only managed a fake grin.

"Well... we're here."

Crystaall only nodded in his direction, deciding not to respond as she tried to refocus on the A.I. It had known about Vex... and for some reason, it knew something she did not. Herself being a Jedi. But Crystaall had never dared to walk down that path, for she never even had the abilities or concept of how to use the so-called power known as the Force. It must have been a memory it gained from another, or it could have been something of her past? Something she did at such a young age she wouldn't be able to remember? No... it couldn't be that. The Jedi were wiped out and even those who survived vanished probably far off into Deep Space, nowhere to be found again. Crys could never be a Jedi... nor did she even know what being a Jedi meant. And yet she could faintly remember hearing Jigaal mock her in front of Vex and saying that Vex believed her to be some amazing legend, except for the fact of how young and unworthy she would be for such a feat. A legend.... that was a title a hero deserved.... not someone of her stature. A bounty hunter gone rogue to the Empire and now an exile of what she considered her true home. All she could look to was a past that might not even be here. But-

"Hey! Will you quit thinking and get over here!?"

"Y-ye-yea..... I'll be right there."

Was it possible that she was something more than what she was made to believe?

Crystaall walked into the cockpit, following Grey-Kast as she looked out the window to see a number of Naboo starfighters in front of the Hawke. She looked at Grey-Kast and all he could do was point to the communicator that was located in the center of the controls. Crystaall hesitated to press it, but soon leaned forward, giving into her need to understand what was going on.

"This is Crystaall, captain of the Dragon Hawke. Is there an issue here?"

A loud voice hit the response speaker as it sounded like a man around his mid-thirties. The voice wasn't a deep pitch, but it was close to that point.

"Yes Ma'am, there is an issue. Under article 473 of our current Queen, all bounty hunters must be taken into custody and their sentence is to be awaited by the Queen and her authorities."

"And how do I fall under this jurisdiction?"

"Ma'am, you are the bounty hunter known as Crystaall, AKA: Angel, that is currently being hunted by the Empire as we speak. If you wish to be pursued by the Empire and-"

"I'll accept your sentence. Where do I land?"

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Chapter 6: The Light and The Dark Pt 2

Crystaall could only hesitate to respond as she stared at the eyes that stared back into her soul. It could read her mind and if she ever grew angry.. supposedly this 'thing' would take control. She had to never grow angry again, for she feared what this A.I would do if unleashed upon innocents. She could bother to think about it as her eyebrows dropped into an angry stare.

 "You will never control me. I refuse to give you power. You are nothing to me."

 The A.I only laughed at the girl, almost hysterically as it began to stare deeper into Crystaall's heart.

 "Wise words from a child. Brave even, but you will forget about me. And when you do.. I will creep up upon you. The closest pure form of refusing me is becoming a Jedi little child. And it looks like you've already abandoned that path."

 "What are you talking about? Tell me what you mean devil!"

 "Why should I? You want to lock me up and throw away the key. If only-"

"Never. My fear of you and your undecided trust prove that you do not deserve to be the controller of my life. I could never let my sole essence of anger run about in the galaxy."

"Even more wisdom? Who could've taught a child wisdom? Your caretaker... the man who died in front of you... without saying goodbye?"

 Crystaall's anger began to rise, the computer was trying to anger her and it was working, and she had to stop this now. She had to end this conversation without growing angry and giving the A.I any control. Crystaall grabbed the helmet by the sides and then ripped it off her head as it wires were soon scraped and torn out along with other gears that were torn out of the armor. The connection was lost, but her armor was no longer useful. Wires had been torn out that were needed for it to run.. and it even began to fold up as Crystaall stood up. A tear dropped from her eye as it finally formed the necklace, ripping it off afterwards. But this was not a tear for her armor. No, this tear was for the way the A.I had insulted Vex. A caretaker that had apparantly watched her for years and remained her best friend died protecting her, a girl who seemed to be everything but normal. And now she had robotice arms, broken armor and an A.I that could threaten her sanity and the lives of others.

 "Sithspit."