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Knights of the Old Republic
Ahmose Inarus Disclaimer: I do NOT own Criminal Minds, and I most certainly do NOT own Star Wars. SLASH WARNING!!! H/R
Chapter 18
PLANET: CILPAR
LOCATION: THE FORESTS TIME: MID MORNING
Four Jedi Knights darted through the woods, their red rimmed eyes staring through the gloom. One of them stumbled, pitched forwards and rolled, leaping to his feet again and catching up with the others. They were all soaked from head to toe in sweat, and their bodies trembled with their exertion. Only the Force kept them moving now… Finally, they crashed into some thick ferns in a gully and ducked beneath the cool fronds to catch their breath. “This isn’t good…” Morgan panted. “With those tracking droids, we’ll never outrun them…” Rossi agreed. “So now what?” Morgan asked. “Could we try attacking?” “Not after what happened last time…” Gideon said sternly from where he knelt next to Hotch, who was gritting his teeth and shaking as Gideon checked on a wound on his side from the first time they tried to take the offensive. “How are you holding up, Aaron?” Rossi called. “… I’ll live… provided they don’t shoot me again…” “That was TOO close.” Morgan breathed, shaking his head. Hotch had taken a Stunning Arrow in the side… Morgan had barely been able to gather the man up and escape the droids assisting the men hunting them. “So… What do we do?” “… What CAN we do?” Rossi asked. “Until we come up with a plan, all we can do is keep running.” “Then we should probably do that.” Morgan snorted. “Aaron needs to rest.” Gideon pointed out. “No.” Hotch gasped through the pain in his side. “Dave is right. We need to keep moving.” He forced himself to his feet. “You need to REST.” Gideon said firmly. “No time. They’re coming.” Hotch grunted, and the four Jedi turned and fled.
PLANET: EN ROUTE TO CILPAR LOCATION: SMALL JEDI TRANSPORT TIME: EVENING
Master Amna Kao watched with a small smile as Spencer Reid and Tarash Virr dueled their way across the training grounds with their Double-bladed Lightsabers. “Be light on your feet!” She called out to Reid. “Don’t shuffle!!! The Double Blade is a VERY different style to wielding a single blade or pairs. It often requires more acrobatic abilities to use it to its full potential. Master Virr?” “With pleasure.” The Miraluka said with a grin, and Reid gasped and stumbled back as he suddenly found himself dodging not only the double bladed Lightsaber, but flying feet, too. He had to back flip away several times to give him some thinking time before he leapt forwards to take the offensive. Amna Kao nodded in approval as he spun in the air, blades spinning and forcing Master Virr back. “Much better.” She complimented. “Prepare yourself!” And Master Virr grinned when he realized that Master Kao was tired of watching. Reid turned and his eyes widened as the female Nautolan launched herself towards him, her single green blade flaring up to attack. Master Virr deactivated one of his double blades and used his Saber as a single blade to give Reid a bit of a break. The trio battled their way across the training grounds, the Masters grinning in their enjoyment, Reid gritting his teeth in concentration. “DO NOT separate them, you already know how to wield them like that! Use them as a Double-blade ONLY!” Master Virr snapped when Reid went to separate the two halves. They fought for nearly twenty minutes before Reid fell to the floor, his Lightsaber spinning away. “You’re improving very quickly.” Amna Kao said with a smile as Master Virr gave Reid a hand to his feet. “We will arrive at Cilpar in ten hours. Eat. Sleep. I will see you in the morning.” “Night, Amna.” “Good night, Tarash. Padawan.” “Good evening, Master.” Reid said with a bow, and watched her leave the training grounds. “You’re never that formal with me.” Master Virr snorted. “That’s because you’re more like an annoying older step-brother, Tarash.” Reid relied loftily, biting back a grin. “Imp.” Master Virr snorted, but clapped Reid on the back. “We should take her advice.” “I intend to.” Reid nodded. “I’m starving.” Master Virr groaned. “Let’s get some dinner!”
PLANET: CILPAR LOCATION: FORESTS TIME: LATE MORNING
The three Jedi slowed to a stop when their fourth stumbled and fell to his knees, clutching the wound on his side. “Hotch?” Morgan asked, walking over and kneeling next to him. Hotch just silently shook his head. He was looking pallid. “He needs to rest.” Gideon said in a grim tone. “Can’t…” Hotch gasped. “They’ll catch us. Just go without me.” “No way, Hotch!” Morgan cried, hurrying over and pulling the man to his feet. “We are NOT leaving you behind.” Hotch groaned in pain. “Come on, Hotch.” Rossi encouraged. “Morgan’s right. We’re not leaving ANY one behind.” “We’ve been running for eighteen hours.” Hotch gasped, shaking his head as he staggered forwards. “We can’t keep this up.” “Could we stage a trap?” Rossi asked. “Ambush them?” “And risk getting caught?” Gideon asked, shaking his head. “No… I think at this point, stalling is the best tactic we have. JJ and Garcia will be worried that they haven’t heard anything.” “And then what?!” Morgan demanded, angrily. “Wait for them to get caught when they come looking for us?!” “Mind your anger, Morgan.” Rossi cautioned. Morgan glared at the man, but then took a deep breath and nodded, calming himself. “They’re too smart to do that.” Gideon assured Morgan. “They’ll call for help.”
PLANET: CILPAR
LOCATION: BAU TIME: LATE AFTERNOON
“JJ, I can’t take it anymore!” Garcia blurted, bursting into the room. JJ and Jordan looked at her.
“We were just talking about it.” Jordan said, gently. “It’s been too long.” JJ announced, standing. “They should have contacted us by now.” “What do we do?” Garcia asked. “… We inform the Council.” JJ sighed. “Excuse me.” The women all turned when Kevin came in. “You have a call. Oh!” He let out a surprised exclamation when the women all darted past. They ran to the holoroom. “Oh.” JJ said, disappointment in her tone. “Master Kao.” “We are about to come out of Hyperspace.” Amna Kao told them. “Wait… HERE?!” Garcia gasped. “Here. Remain in your orbit. Do NOT send any transmissions once this communication is terminated. We will handle the recovery of your team.” “Yes, Master.” JJ said. “May the Force be with you… and with them…” Amna Kao gave her a smile. “Wait… you said ‘we’?” Garcia asked, but the communication ended. Moments later, the Masters’ ship came out of Hyperspace and moved in towards Cilpar. The three women on the BAU watched it pass and disappear into the clouds in the planet’s atmosphere. “They looked worried.” Reid said, looking at Master Kao. “Well, don’t YOU worry.” She told him with a smile. “We’ll get your team back.” And the three Jedi prepared for landing. Once they were safely landed and hidden in the misty woods, a large ramp was lowered from the side of the ship. The three Jedi walked into the bay where a dozen Speederbikes were docked. They each mounted one and revved the engines. Then they sat there. Reid blinked and looked back and forth between Master Kao and Virr. “Um… aren’t we going?” “We’re waiting on you, Little Brother.” Master Virr said with a smile. “You’re the one with the Force Bonds. YOU will lead us to your team.” Reid blinked, then flushed slightly and nodded. Master Kao smiled. “Alright.” Reid finally said, and the three speederbikes flew out of the bay and into the forests. The bay closed and the ship returned to orbit with the BAU. In the misty woods, Amna Kao kept half of her attention on the scopes of her vehicle and the other half on trying to see through the mist. Reid had already given up on that and closed his eyes, utilizing his Force Sight to navigate, like Master Virr. Master Kao soon gave up on her own eyes and used the Force to sense what was around her on a smaller scale that the two others, and so she also paid attention to the two male Jedi, relying on their natural abilities. They picked up speed as Reid grew more and more certain that they were heading in the right direction.
PLANET: CILPAR
LOCATION: FORESTS TIME: DUSK
The four Jedi, Hotch, Gideon, Rossi and Morgan, raced through the forests as fast as they could… They were weary… streaked with blood and dirt and drenched in their own sweat and the wetness of the forest. They were exhausted… starving… they hadn’t slept… Still the hunters pursued them. They could hear them gaining on them. They stumbled down a hill, splashed across the creek and staggered up the other side. At the top of the hill, Rossi stumbled and fell. And then came the sharp whistle they all had learned to dread… “AAAHHHGG!!!” Rossi’s howl of pain echoed through the forest as one of the arrows sunk into his left calf muscle and the frightening TZZZAP!!! was heard as currents of energy jolted through his body. Then he lay there, twitching. “NO!!!” Hotch cried, eyes wide in horror as he skidded to a stop, looking back. Then he turned and rushed to his mentor’s aid. He dropped to his knees beside the man and his eyes darted up at another sharp whistle. He raised his hand and tried to draw on the Force to protect himself… but his exhaustion made his reaction slow… too slow. The Stunning Arrow streaked towards him, but then, only a millisecond before impact, a bright whirling light came out of nowhere and sliced right through the arrow. The arrow spun to the ground in two pieces. Hotch stared at them, then watched the whirling light fly back the way it had come. Gideon and Morgan ran up next to him. Three figures took shape in the mist, walking towards them, and the one in the middle caught the whirling light, which was now revealed as a green Lightsaber. Then, the figure on the left activated a yellow Double-Bladed Saber, and the one on the right activated another Double-Saber that glowed a brilliant amethyst. “… Do you know who has purple Lightsaber?” Morgan breathed. “… Several.” Gideon gasped. “But not a Double-Blade.” Slowly, Hotch smiled. “It’s Spencer.” He announced, and suddenly the three Jedi in the mist darted off in different directions as Hunter Droids suddenly exploded into view, taking the offensive. Blaster fire was flying in every direction, and the three unarmed Jedi quickly crouched down around Rossi in a defensive manner, putting all of their focus into their Force Redirection abilities to protect the unconscious man. They watched the whirling lightshow of the Lightsabers through the mist, and then after a few moments, they realized that the purple Double-Bladed Saber was now two Single Blades. “MORGAN!” They heard Reid’s voice call from the mist, and one of the purple blades flew high into the air. Eyes widening, Morgan reached out and drew the Lightsaber to himself with the Force, then stood and used it to deflect more blaster fire and begin to cut down the droids that were getting too close. As he did this, Hoch tore part of his tunic into strips and pulled the arrow from Rossi’s leg, bandaging it tightly. “WATCH OUT!!!” Gideon shouted, throwing his hand up and stopping several Stunner Arrows in mid air before they could hit them. A moment later, Reid back flipped into full view and moved to stand by his Master and scan the trees for the two men wielding the bows. “Is Rossi okay!?” Reid asked, glancing back over his shoulder at Hotch, who was still kneeling down beside the man. “I think he’s coming to…” Hotch told the boy. “AHN!” Came a high pitched cry, and Reid whirled, eyes wide. “MASTER KAO!?” A moment later, she ran out of the mist, holding her side which had been grazed by Blaster fire. She joined the other Jedi and raised her weapon, large black eyes watching the droid surrounding them. “Master?” “I’m fine.” She assured him, turning and raising her Saber in time to block a blaster shot that would have hit Morgan in the back of his thigh. “Where’s Emily?!” Reid asked, glancing to the side as Master Virr appeared in a graceful aerial maneuver, landing in the blank spot in their Lightsaber-focused defense perimeter. “We’re not sure. Still back at that large structure, as far as we know.” Hotch called. All conversation stopped when droids poured out of the trees and surrounded them. “… I’m starting to think that perhaps we should have brought Bre Mong and Max Ryan with us…” Master Virr grumbled. “My old Master couldn’t be bothered to leave Coruscant unless absolutely necessary.” Gideon snorted, drawing upon the Force as he prepared for a fight. “AHHG!!!” They suddenly heard from off in the woods. “Johnny? JOHNNY?!” They heard another voice shout. Then came a deep, ferocious roar. “AAAAH!!!” “Why would you want Max Ryan anyway?” Amna Kao asked, a smile coming to her face. “When you have Raahn Syr?” And a moment later, the massive black male Cathar flew out of the mist and brought down five droids in one pounce, crushing one droid’s head in his powerful jaws and taking out three more with a swipe of his great paw. “… That is ONE Jedi I never want to cross…” Rossi groaned, and Hotch helped the man sit up with a smile. “I always knew you were smarter than you looked, David.” Master Syr grinned. “Screw you.” Rossi groaned, and Master Syr let out a low, rumbling laugh. “Morgan!” Came a call. “Emily!” Reid gasped, whirling. The woman ran over through the gap in the droids that Master Syr had created. “Oh… Emily…” He stared at her bruised face and bloodied robes. She reached into her robes and pulled out a Double-Bladed Saber in one hand and a single blade in the other. Morgan’s eyes lit up and he lifted his hand. The weapon flew from Emily’s hand into his own, and at a call from Emily, Gideon claimed his own Single Blade. By the time Emily had pulled out Hotch’s twin Single Blades, she had reached the group and Rossi was on his feet. Reid took his second blade back from Morgan and Hotch and Emily activated their yellow blades and Rossi and Morgan their blue blades. As the droids closed in, Master Syr let out a warning growl, drawing his own blade from his robes, glowing a fiery orange. “Three teams.” Master Kao said. “Each team with a Guardian, Consular, Sentinel. Take down the droids, fan out and meet at the main structure. We have a few Dark Jedi to apprehend. Masters are team leaders.” The group nodded their agreement with the Nautolan. “Reid and I will go with Master Syr.” Hotch murmured. “Morgan and Prentiss, Come with me.” Master Kao said. “Our group is made of three masters… who is in charge for us?” Master Virr asked, grinning. “Shut up, Tarash.” Master Syr and Kao groaned, and the Miraluka chuckled while Rossi and Gideon grinned at each other. “On my mark.” Master Syr hissed. The nine Jedi tensed. Then, almost as one, they all exploded outwards, blades glowing, bodies moving in a blur, and droid parts were flying in every direction. Then the clearing was quiet and the mist crept in, swallowing the destroyed droids… Raahn Syr loped through the forest on all fours, Hotch and Reid running behind him. Hotch turned and looked at Reid, and Reid looked back at him. When they met eyes, Reid gave him a grin. I missed you. I missed you too. Thank you, Spencer. Your timing is impeccable. I… had a premonition. You what?! I had a premonition. I saw what would have happened if I hadn’t come. I didn’t see everything, but I don’t know if Morgan would have survived. … We owe you our lives. I never would have left you. Ever. I love you. Both Hotch and Reid smiled as they felt the waves of love coming from the other, and they moved closer to each other. When Master Syr slowed, so did they. The large building of dark stone loomed over them. They stared up at it. “What now?” Hotch murmured. “We go in.” Growled the Cathar. “How?” Reid whispered, and blinked as the massive head turned and he got a toothy grin. “The same way I got in to find Emily Prentiss, and got her out.” And he darted forwards on all fours. The two humans glanced at each other, then followed. Fifteen feet away from the wall, Raahn Syr gathered his legs beneath him and sprung up in a mighty leap, landing about ten feet up on the wall. He dug his claws into the grooves between the stones and began to climb. Hotch and Reid skidded to a stop at the wall and stared up after him. Then they blinked and looked at each other, smiling in amusement at the Cathar Master. They wedged their fingers and the toes of their boots into the grooves and began to follow. The climb was difficult, but soon the three Jedi had slipped through the window (Raahn Syr almost didn’t fit), and then they stole down the corridor. “What’s our goal?” Hotch whispered. “I got Prentiss out while Benjamin Cyrus was away. He’s the leader here, we take him.” “He’s not the leader.” Hotch hissed, and Master Syr turned and looked at him. “No?” “No.” “Then who is?” “… Darth Dualath.” Hotch said. “A Sith Lord?!” Master Syr demanded, his eyes darkening and his ears flattening back. Reid blinked down at the Jedi Master’s tail, which was now all puffed up. Hotch was still looking the Master in the eyes. The man nodded. Raahn Syr turned away, drawing back his lips and bearing his teeth with a loud snarl. His mane and whiskers bristled as he stalked down the corridor. Hotch and Reid glanced at each other and followed, hands in their robes on the hilts of their Lightsabers. A moment later, they heard distant Blaster fire and shouting. Raahn Syr paused for a moment, then suddenly dropped to all fours and slunk down the hall. Reid moved to follow but Hotch held out an arm to stop him. Reid blinked and glanced at the man. Hotch was watching Master Syr, and was holding the hilt of one of his Lightsabers. Reid took a deep breath and pulled his Lightsabers, twisting them apart. Then they waited. They heard boots on the stone floors rushing towards them. Hotch heard Reid suck in a breath and he looked at the boy; his eyes were closed. Hotch had never been very good at Force Sight, so he could only imagine what the boy Saw. A dozen of them. Reid told him, and Hotch nodded; he knew Reid could See it. He turned his attention back to Raahn Syr. The Jedi Master was crouched, the very tip of his tail flicking back and forth. Hotch could see him gather his limbs beneath his body, which tensed. His ears perked, and Hotch and Reid both quirked their eyebrows as his wiggled his hind end. Then several men ran past. The powerful Cathar pounced with a thundering roar, bringing down half of the group. The others whirled just in time to see Hotch and Reid leap over the mammoth beast, robes flaring around them like wings, only adding to the illusion of a pair of great winged predators swooping in. The pair let out challenging roars just as fierce as the Master with them, their Lightsabers illuminating their graceful attack for their opponents just before they took them down. Then all three Jedi ran down the corridor, Hotch and Reid leading the way this time with Master Syr padding along behind them. All of their minds were focused on their goal… stopping Darth Dualath from escaping...
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