Chapter 19

Lightsabers are scary things. A tool that can cut anything is super scary. Even when I'm using the weapon I can't help but be a little freaked out and that is not useful when you fight monks who can read your emotions and use them against you it's not wise to use a tool that you can't get the hang of.

That is where my new items come in. There seem to be several lightsaber resistance cloths, metals and others. I picked up a lightsaber resistance bracer on one of the missions and now I'm collecting them like some trading card game. After all, the lightsaber is a tool that Light Sider and Darksider use alike and having some defence against something that's unblockable would be a nice little surprise.

Mandalorian Iron, Songsteel, Ultrachrome, Cortosis-weave armor. Surprising how many lightsaber resistance materials there are and even more surprising just how little the force users use them.

Someone once said first comes speed, then comes accuracy and then strength. The Jedi fought with speed because of the amazing cutting power of lightsabers. And this was why speed was the best and armour was abandoned. I understand that with great speed comes an easier time of running away but I still want the materials, maybe for a new improved fat suit

There wasn't much to talk about. The days, weeks and months rolled along and not much changed. For the missions I was forced to go on, I just hung back and took advantage where I could. To the untrained eye, it would seem the Brotherhood of Darkness was winning, they hadn't lost any battles since I joined but they were low-level fights with low-level resources. The brotherhood would win a system that had little strategic or monetary value and yet each time there were fewer brotherhood members. It didn't help their cause that the brotherhood of darkness had in-fighting and their allies would abandon them whenever the situation called for it. The Jedi on the other hand knew how to fight to gain the best results, they would give up sectors at great cost to the Brotherhood of Darkness. As a combat army, the Jedis were better. The Brotherhood had better fighters but charged in and fought like demons and ultimately get their asses handed to them by non-force users. Yes, it took a platoon of blasters to take down one dark sider but there wasn't a shortage of normal people.

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It was strange that the light side was using normal soldiers more efficiently to kill the Darksiders. I expected the Darksiders to use normal civilian as meat shields but due to their arrogance and stupidity, they didn't.

The ending of the war came when a civil war on the brotherhood killed untold amounts of Darksiders and then a massive strike team of ships laid waste to the whole planet I was on. Orbit strikes glassing the planet. Fourtantly I was deep enough to escape the destruction with many others.

When a group of massively powerful dark side force users find that there isn't a way to survive they become murder hobos. The Darksiders stole whatever they could and I was the same. I didn't bother with gold or credits but a sack full of holocrons cubes.

Hearing the planet being bombarded from underground was a scary thing but it was a secondary thought when the halls were being stalked by the brotherhood of darkness masters. Each one was killing any and all the initiates they could find. It seemed that they knew there was no way out and they weren't giving anything to the victors

I didn't even try fighting the masters. My greatest skills were aligned with deception. Yes, I had force lightning and other abilities but the masters were killing machines that knew how to defect, avoid and block all kinds of abilities. They were so in touch with the force that I saw a master, force push an initiate into a room when said initiate tried to suicide exploded and took the master with him. After the explosion, the master moved on while I made myself as small as possible. Thank the force that I could hide from force users and disguise myself with illusion.

My paranoia was kicking into overdrive. While I knew I could fool initiates with my abilities I wasn't sure when it came to masters. The answer was to go somewhere that the masters wouldn't want to go. I hide in the trash compactor.

I was feeling pretty smug with my choice of a safe haven. That was until an initiate decided it would be easier to kill me by activating the compactor and crushing me to death. I had a lightsaber that I could easily use to cut my way out but as soon as the initiate activated the crusher, a master who had been following the initiate turned up and drained the initiate of life. I would've been next but the bombardment stopped which meant the Jedi was coming.

The master left immediately. I don't know if he knew I was there or he didn't want to be without allies when the Jedi turned up but he left. I on the other hand did not. I broke the compactor and stayed, where else was I going to go? I needed the Jedi and their army to do their thing and soften up the dark side masters.

I'm finally getting off this dirt ball of a planet and going home.