Return of an Old Foe(Closed)

[The Madet Legacy]

ooc: Since it doesn't seem like Jorax wishes to continue the Jedi Mission, I'll just do this. Incase he ever DOES come back, the Jedi Mission Bruce is on will take place before these events.



The Underworlds of Coruscant. Some say that Mos Eisley is the most wretched hive of scum and villany, but today, Bruce thought-No, KNEW-otherwise. So far, there'd been 3 attempts on his life, merely for his robe, 20 Death Stick Offers, and a 3 Twi'Lek "Entertainers" who had approached him.

Why he was down here, he didn't know. But he would find out. Something or Some ONE was calling to him, drawing him further and further down into the depths of the wastes of the City Planet

"What do you want with me?", He whispered to himself as he stopped for a brief second to look around him. The Neon lights may have been bright, but all said the same 3 words in Huttese-"Nude Twi'Lek Dancing", of course.

Why was the greatest planet in the galaxy such a filth-infested Hell Hole once you moved further down?, he wondered.

Bruce sighed and began to walk once more, only to be stopped by a young girl, no older than 18, wearing almost nothing.

"Hey, baby, you look like you could use a good time!", she said while walking closer to him.

Bruce frowned at her. She probably had contracted some disease a few moments ago and didn't know about it. He waved his hand slightly and put the weight of the Force into his words.

"You don't want to sell me pleasure. You want to home and rethink your life."

Hopefully, this young girl would think long and hard about her current.....occupation and decide to quit while she was ahead. His hopes grew as she walked away and covered herself up as much as she could with what few clothes she had on.

"Psst! Hey! Jedi!", a Voice from the shadows whispered. From what Bruce could hear, it was probably a Toydarian.

"What do you want?"

The small, blue, winged figure of a Toydarian flew from the shadows and looked directly at Bruce. The Insect's Beer Belly hung over it's belt so far, Bruce was amazed it was still flying! Apparently, the Toydarian didn't shave, nor shower, either.

ooc: More to come to this....You'll need to watch this thread, BTW...Oh, and NO ONE knows about these happenings IC, got it?

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"Nothing much...uh....I have a messege here for ya..."

"Well, what is it, Toydarian? I'd like to find out why I'm being summoned down here, if you don't mind."

"Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah....Well, this one guy wants you ta....Uh....What was it again? Oh, yeah! He wants you ta meet him in the 'Blue Tanker'."

"Thank you."

Bruce bowed and went off towards the Blue Tanker. Behind him, he could hear the Toydarian laughing. Why's he laughing?, he wondered.


In a few moments, Bruce sat in the Blue Tanker, awaiting the person who had summoned him here. It was strange that he'd summoned him with the Force and had then told the Toydarian to pass a message. Not exactly the most discreet ways of going about a meeting, but to each his own.


ooc: That's all the time I have tonight. More to come tomorrow!

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Bruce was about to get up and leave when a beat-up, old man approached him.

"A-Are you the Jedi?", the man said, trembling a bit. From fear or cold, Bruce didn't know.

"I am. Are you the one I am supposed to meet?"

"No, Sir! My-My Master....He wishes to see you! H-He s-sent me here to Tell you where to go!"

"Does your master always sent messengers to meet his appointments before he sees them?"

"Oh, Yes, sir! He doesn't trust anyone, Sir!"

"With good reason," Bruce mumbled, earning a look of confusion from the man."Very Well, then. Tell me where to meet your master, Good Sir."

"Here....My Master said not to speak the location, and to just give you this paper!"

The Man passed Bruce a piece of paper. Before Bruce could thank the man, he was hobbling off as fast as he could.Things just keep getting more and more odd, don't they?



After about 10 minutes, Bruce arrived at his destination. Finally, he'd meet the man who had summoned him!

"Hello?", Bruce called out into the dark of the Abandoned Building. His only answer was the sounds of small Rodents. He called again.

"Hello?"

"You've made it..."

The voice startled Bruce and made him turn around, searching for the owner. Behind him, a desk had been illuminated in a Soft light. The man in the chair behind it sat in the light, but his face was hidden by the shadows behind him.

"Are you the one who's called me here?"

"Indeed I am, Jedi. You see, I have a....gift for you and your Order."

"What is this gift?"

"It is this small case here, on my desk. Come and get it."

Bruce cautiously walked over towards the desk. Oddly enough, he sensed no Danger from this person. However, he had a bad feeling about that case.

"What is it?", He asked as he picked it up from it's place on the Desk.

"My Sources tell me that it's an extremely powerful Item."

"How Powerful?"

"Extremely. That, Jedi, Is all you need to know."

Bruce looked at the hidden face, trying to peer into the man's mind, but to no success. He was deffinately trained in blocking out his mind to Jedi.

"Well, the Order thanks you, Sir."

The man didn't answer. Bruce turned to his right and left the building. Once outside, he looked at the case. It looked big enough to hold a few pieces of Jewlry or a Mask, and nothing more.

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Curiosity overtook Bruce's better judgement...Something was in this case, and he had to find out! His life Depended on it! Slowly, but carefully, He opened the Box.....And all went black.



Hours later, Bruce awoke in his bed, sweating. A dream...It had all been a dream...right? He got out of bed and entered the bathroom. Running the cold water, Bruce looked in the mirror. Same old face, same old Bruce. He looked back down, and dipped his hands in the cold water. After splashing some on his face, he looked into the mirror again.

Bruce jumped back, terrified of his own reflection! He slipped and fell, but grabbed the towel rack behind him, barely keeping himself from the floor. It had to be a dream, it just had too! But no...In the mirror was not the face of Bruce, but the face of a skull....

"What the hell's wrong with me?!", He screamed and ran out of the door. Bruce had to be terrified, as he almost never curses.

In his head, Bruce could hear an evil Voice. It's words caused him to almost pull out his hair!

"I live....Once more, will this galaxy face my wrath! All will learn to fear....GRIM!"