Chapter 1. Eve of Destruction
Part 3. What Is Left
So… It has finally happened… Nillanthir thought to himself as he saw the countless scores of clone troopers attacking the Jedi in the Temple. I have to find the others. We have to make it out of here. Nillanthir sensed an attack from behind, quickly sidestepped the bright blue bolt of a clone trooper blaster and drew his katana. He passed the clone trooper and then quickly sheathed the sword. When the hand guard of the sword made a small sound as it came in contact with the sheath, the clone trooper fell while split in two.
“A waste of lives this is…,” Nillanthir said as he bent over the bottom half of the clone trooper, assuming it was a commander due to the yellow markings on the armour. He then quickly grabbed the trooper’s hook and line and kept it for himself. A sudden crying voice appeared in his mind more than any of the other dying Jedi.
‘Master Nillanthir! Help me!’ the voice called out.
Nillanthir traced it to near himself… at the Council’s chambers. The Younglings! He suddenly realised and ran into the Council Chamber to see a dark figure standing among the corpses of the Younglings he had slain. He could see the figure had his back to him and was facing one of the older Younglings who was before him against the wall. Nillanthir suddenly realised who it was. “Amakusa!” he called. The dark being then suddenly turned and glared at Nillanthir, right into the eyes.
“Ah… Master Nillanthir Zerati, wasn’t it?” the being said. “This Youngling always was one that you cared for, wasn’t he? Well, if you come any closer then I will kill him.”
“Anakin Skywalker, or at least a shell of him. I knew that Palpatine would have something to do with you being on the Council. You both are Sith, worshipers of the Dark Side of the Force. For your crimes of murder and the future pain that you will inflict upon yourself… I will punish you and save you from pain.” Nillanthir said, trying to keep his voice under control as he grabbed his lightsaber and then suddenly vanished.
Anakin sensed an attack on the right, made an arc with his lightsaber to counter and went right through Nillanthir. “Heh, not even a challenge,” he said with pride when suddenly Nillanthir vanished again. “What!?” Anakin growled with frustration. He just made a direct hit on Nillanthir and yet the Jedi had vanished. What trickery was this?
“Too easy…,” whispered a voice and Anakin looked up to see a figure with a single wing stretched out and with piercing blue eyes looking into his very own. Nillanthir then suddenly ignited his lightsaber for the first time in this fight. Anakin was surprised by the extreme length of the blade and was slightly caught off guard as Nillanthir attacked with the Ryu Tsui Sen technique, slashing downward with great force. Just as Anakin got his defenses up just in time to block the attack, Nillanthir vanished once again. Nillanthir then suddenly picked Amakusa up and leaped over Anakin, rushing to where he could sense a familiar presence in the Temple.
Hold on, Vhiran… I’m coming to help…