Defiance and Lies Part I

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The ship exited hyperspace, it's hyperspace engines were low and were dragging the ship to even go. All of a sudden the ship's engine blew apart and the ship began to travel at high speeds into the planet's atmosphere.

The ship's shield to block out the intense heat was gone and now the ship was hurdling at top speeds into the planet's surface, parts of the ship was breaking off from the intense heat.

"Ah crap, come on come on work you piece of crap that whoever built you." he yelled as the ship came out from the clear skies and now he could clearly see several cities which was Meonia then came De'Ja Peek now he could finally see Theed.

The ship flew over a gungan village and scared most of the villagers, then the ship's pilot windows were cracking all over, Dataraska placed on his helmet and braced for impact.

The windows broke apart having glass shattered all around him, he huddled ontop of the pilot's seat as he could make out that he was only several hundred feet from land. The ship hits several tall tree's then a hill on it's side forcing the ship to spin in mid air. He felt the intense G's going on all directions.

The ship soon crashed landed breaking away half of the ship and almost killing several people, the ship landed several kilometers from Theed. He unbuckled himself and exited from the ship's port view taking along the disk and several supplies. As soon as he was running on his two feet the ship exploded forcing his human body to fly several yards into a grassy field. He felt the shell shock coming upon him, he placed both of his hands on his head only to feel the helmet. He got up slowly then looked at the crashed site, he knew right away that Royal defense guards would be coming along to this site here soon, he gathered what he could salvage and began to run towards the city in hopes that he wont get caught.

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As he walked among the crowd, he needed to locate the temple and find a new ship fast. Everywhere he turned, their happened to be someone watching him.

He looked down at this two feet while walking to make sure he was balanced, as he looked backed up infront of him; he was stopped by two Royal guards.

"Sir, we need to take you in for questioning right now." one of them said.

"Uh, Im busy at the moment." Dataraska answered.

"Sir, please follow us." They appear not too happy.

One royal guard sneaked up behind him and pressed a rifle against his neck.

"Now sir." The man behind him told Dataraska.

He had no choice and followed them, as he walked he felt a slight pain in his neck and a dark tunnel appeared before him then nothing more...

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Dataraska woke up with the worse headache in his entire life, intense light filled the entire room. He felt as if a screwdriver was pressing against his neck. He could see only shadowy figures before him.

"We are not part of this planet, or of this goverment. We have been tracking you down for some time now." One of them said with a hollow tone in it's words.

"Yeah figured, sooner or la-" he was interupted by a loud banging noise that sounded like someone was smacking against hollow metal with a baton. It echoed in his ear's and he screamed in pain.

"We want answers, not lies, no false truths." One of them asked.

"Everytime you lie, or everytime you speak with stupidity; we will hurt you mentally, and psyhically. Do you understand?" another spoke.

He nodded.

"Good...lets begin." All of them at once said.

"Have you ever communicated with any Jedi in the past several years?"

"No." He answered then felt a sharp pain following his words.

"Uh I mean yes, my mistake." He took back the answer he said before.

"Mistakes is what makes great civilization's fall more faster than diseases." One of them told Dataraska from behind.

"Have you in anyway killed innocent people in your profession?"

"Yes."

"How many?"

"Eh...uh...to many I would say."

"Have you ever in your life cared for another being?"

"Ye...no." He looked confused.

The figures mumbled words he couldn't understand.

"If there was no cure for a disease but found a cure in your blood, would you die for people you dont even know or would you save your self and let countless thousands die every hour?"

"I...I would." He stopped for a moment trying to comprehend the question.

"Would you or wouldn't you?" They asked.

"I...I...I dont know." He answered.

"Would you or wouldn't you?" They asked once again.

"I said I don-" A very sharp pain began to grow upon his mind as if a electrical device was surging his brain and frying it at the same time.

"I WOULD SAVE MY SELF!" he yelled as blood exited from his mouth.

The pain stopped and one of the figures came out from the light, it had a horrible looking face so sickening to stare that he almost threw up.

"Life is more priecous than you know." The figure infront of him said then the dark tunnel vision grew once more and he fell a hollow dark sleep.

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He woke up alone and cold, yet there was no fear. The blood stain was still on his mouth and clothing that he happened to get during the interragation.

He stood up and tried to find a opening but there happened to be no opening.

"Let me the hell out of here!" he yelled, no one replied back.

He stood in the middle of the room waiting for something to happened, but nothing.

He slept what seemed days, months, even years to him. He felt like he was in prison. He was not hungry, or thirsty and still had the strength to do many push ups without the urge of hungry. He felt as if he was in a stasis.

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An opening appeared infront of him on the wall, he stepped forward in and out of the room.

"Many people want to kill you." A voice said in the infinite space.

Six dark Jedi appeared around him, without lightsabers but they had vibroblades and pikes.

He took a blow on his back and then again on his shin. Another blow on his chest then came another one on his arm. A pike was coming down towards his head, he took hold of the pike then twisted it coming out from the Jedi's hand. He blocked a few more hits then shoved the pike into the Jedi's face then back kicked the other in the chest. They disappeared.

"Wha? Is this some sick joke you bounty hunters come up with these days?" He yelled as he broke the pike in half then it too disappeared, he raised an eyebrow then turned around to face a Mandalorian with a weapon raised at his face.

"Would you kill your own, even the ones you loved?" The voice again came.

He ducked as the shot was blasted out, he was gonna bring up his knee into the Mandalorian's chest but it also disappeared.

"Instinct is not all we have." The voice came again. The world Dataraska was in now was disappearing faster in a whirlwind of mayham but the wierdest thing came as he saw his own life flashing all around him.

From birth but not to death, he questioned that until he felt sick to his stomach. He fell to his knees as the whirlwind became stronger then a silence followed. He looked up and around him and he was in public square. Everyone looked at him oddly and some even said that he was strange.

He stood up and just told the public that he just had a reaction to the food here and just smiled slightly as he walked on once more.

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Dataraska looked carefully at the streets, partial of his vision was blurred from the helmet he had on. He felt tired and hungry possibly from that nightmarish time he had where ever he was. He needed a place to stay but what if they find him there? To many problems rise to fast for him to even fix.

He walked into a tavern and spotted a table in the corner near a bunch of artisan's and musicians who were talking about a new medicine that could heal wounds in less than 10 seconds. He sat quietly down and ordered a drink, he took off the helmet and rubbed his eye's.

Sweated already had formed all over his face, he stratched his head then relaxed in the chair. The music was industrial, more complex than the ones you would find on pirate worlds and factional controlled area's. He relaxed with the music and closed his eye's until his drink came to him. Being hunted was dangrous and now trying to erase his past was even worse, the only hope was the future and that was probably more scarier than death itself.

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(Wow lol, I think I might go on to page 2 with this.)

He woke up as the waitress who was dressed in yellow and green sort of medical dress probably due to the shortage of clothing components that was captured by a couple of pirates at Nav Point Sector in Nabooian Space. He nodded to the waitress and took the drink, he sipped it then took a sort of shot from it.

As he finished his drink he stood up from his chair and took hold of the bottle, as he turned around he spotted a bounty hunter in a Crusader armor that had a short ranged silenced pistol and pressed against Dataraska's chest.

"This was to easy..." the Hunter exclaimed as he pressed back on the trigger, Dataraska felt the force going from within and he looked at the hunter with pain in his eyes. He fell back onto the table, the hunter jumped upon the table and aimed once again at his chest and shot another round into his chest. Blood exited from the wound, Dataraska dropped the glass and he felt a void of lonlieness. The hunter turned around and took out his datapad to check off his mark.

Dataraska silently took hold of his own pistol from his holster and stood up with blood oozing out from his chest. He limped his way towards the hunter then aimed at the hunter's legs.

Both shots blurted out in the tavern and the hunter fell to his knees. Dataraska kicked the hunter on his back and onto the floor, he aimed for the head and pressed the trigger. The ion bolt entered the cranium of his victim and whimpered as the bounty hunter laid dead. He placed his pistol back and began to walk out of the cantina...he was not gonna live very long if he didn't find medical service.

Holding his wounds with his one arm, he began to start running...trying to find the closest medical attention he could possibly find.

Blood was oozing from his lips and nose including his chest were the wound laid present.

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As he was walking along with blood dripping from his chest, he knew this couldn't get any worse...literally.

A sniper stood silently in window who had it's sights upon Dataraska, he was helping the first bounty hunter who was killed by Dataraska. He aimed towards Dataraska and slowly pulled on the trigger. Suddenly a light was flashing blocking the sniper's view, it was a little piece a middle that a young lady had while she was walking on the side of the path of Dataraska.

Dataraska moved to the left and found a small hospital with two stories, it was probably more private hospital for families and private parties. He entered it and was quickly serviced by a couple of droids and one Twi'lek female.

The sniper cursed underneath his breath and moved on, it wasn't over just yet for him or Dataraska as this day was just becoming to grow further into the night.

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::Two Days Later::

Dataraska woke up and was confronted by the same twi'lek female he saw earlier who took care of him.

"Tyro...Tyro Cazvan. Thats your name correct?" she said to him as she stood over the bed hovering over him.

"Y..yes." He remembered that in this section of the galaxy that his name was Tyro Cazvan in which he does mining operations on asteroids and ships cargo to the Trade Federation.

"You look all good, I believe it is time for you to go. Your Credits should be able to pay your medical fee here at your stay. You can leave within 24 hours." After she had said that, she sooned left the room.

He stood up from the bed and quickly placed back on his armor but soon forgot that his armor was damage and needed repairs. No armorsmith could really repair it unless he could get fusion cutters and armor scales off from a Kimo dragon from Lok. He grabbed a teal colored shirt that closely resembles the Naboo culture here and a pair of black pants then took a case and placed in his armor and sealed the case. He walked out from the room and gave the case to one of the doctors telling him to send it to Coruscant on the password he gave. He soon left the hospital...he knew something was wrong but he couldn't figure it out. They could have killed him in his sleep but it didn't happen.

As he was walking he heard voices on his left which appeared to be several merchants trying to sell one another components to a power generator. He nodded it off then continued walking, the temple was not far off and should be a mile within the city itself. He needed to erase the files then get the hell off this rock before more bounty hunters were pressing down against his neck.

A figure in a dark brown cloak with the hood over it's head stopped Dataraska then looked up at him.

"Excuse me sir, but you appear to be a decent man. Can you spare a few credits? My family is sick and I need credits to help and save them." The man said to Dataraska, he looked weak probably from malnutrition. Dataraska didn't have the time but grabbed a credit disk and was going to transfer it to him. As he looked back up at the man he notice something.

"Save..." Dataraska whispered to himself. The man looked at him strangly.

"Excuse me?" The man asked.

"Oh, uh nothing; heres your credits sir." Dataraska replied as he was going to transfer 1000 credits.

Just as he was about to transfer an explosion went off towards the south, only several feet away from Dataraska. Both the man and Dataraska flew several feet and into a couple of other people who were bracing themselves from the blast.

Shots blurred the vision of Dataraska as he tried to get up quickly as possibly, then he notice a bounty hunter in a Crusader armor marching towards him with his fist ready to launch. Smashing against Dataraska's cheek - he fell to the left blood exiting from his mouth.

Another blow on his chest, the wound...he felt extreme pain and then another hit on his back. Dataraska tried getting up but something helpd him get up.

"Suprise!" the hunter exclaimed as he placed Dataraska against the wall and out came two shadowy knives from the hunter's fist. Dataraska...bleeding and blurred with all the motion going around notice the hunter's fist and dodge as the fist hits the stone wall.

Even with the dodge, he somehow got hit in the gut. It happened to be the knee of the hunter. He fell back on his right then he could clearly see the hunter's foot coming towards his face, he took hold of the hunter's foot and then swung his own leg towards the hunter's busy leg that was steadying the hunter's balance. Breaking inwards of the knee cap he heard the bones crush underneath with extreme pressure of the weight of the hunter and Dataraska's leg crashing into it. The hunter yelled in pain and fell backwards, Dataraska got up then push inwards the foot he held breaking the ankle and the shin with it. The armor did not support this then with increase weight his leg broke in three places. The hunter was in extreme pain.

Dataraska wiped the blood off from his lips then carefully took off the helmet and notice he happened to be a Hapan - a species who were more beautiful that normal humans. He laughed then broke the Hapan's neck with the force against his sole. He threw the helmet to the side then started to run off from the site.

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Dataraska was becoming extremely hungry, after the last fight he felt weak. He walked to what appeared to be a place for pilots to hang around and relax, the smell of the Nabooian food here made him even more hungry. As he sat down in a empty table, a droid came by and asked for what he wanted. He simply replied that all he wanted was something good and large. The droid nodded to him and walked off back into the kitchen.

Some people were talking about the explosion earlier this morning and other's were talking about the ship that he was in that it happened to belong from a infamous criminal that ran the streets of Corellia back in the Clone Wars. He didn't care, he sat quietly waiting for his food.

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After finishing his lunch, he stood up placing down a credit tab and walked out - taking his time.

He then started to make his way towards the Temple, only several yards left and he could see the Temple's towers and even more intereastingly was there were several Jedi walking in their traditional Jedi robes.

As he walked upon the stairs, he placed both hands behind his back and then took his time...looking around and taking in mental imagry of the place. He stepped into the Temple, it was peaceful in here with many decorations but not so to keep the eye's at bay. He made a left into a hallway and into the Library were they held their databanks secured. He passed up a hologram that showed the great Jedi in history. He quietly made his way to a computer databank and then stealthly pulled out a virus chip and placed it into the slot which caused some distraction to their security which gave him a time slot of only twenty minutes.

He worked his way, searching his profile then erased it, his history...erased, family - erased, the ship he flew - erased...everything needed to be erased.

He knew that the Jedi would know that something is corrupting their files. He quickly erased everything but also look like he was busy and taking his time on working. As soon as he deleted the last file, he took the chip and walked off.

"Thank You" he told one of the libriarans, the modest Jedi nodded back and smiled at the same time.

He then took his graceful posture and began to walk as if in a rush for something, sweat beads were forming on his temple...time was running out for him before they knew something went wrong and knew who exactly did it. He walked down the stairs and out on the pavement. No houses,taverns,or anything of that sort were allowed to be built around the temple; only govermental buildings. This placed more stress upon him and now the escape.

He hears a muffle in the background as a women screeched as she falls to the ground. Two figures in black cloaks were pushing people out of their way from the east.

A couple of Mandalorian bounty hunters and a few Rodian mercenaries were to the west.

"This is great..." he mumbled underneath his breath as he began to run down the street. They chased him.