SilentBlackness

Just as a side note: This is kind of an Alternate Universe situation. This doesn't follow the canon story line of Star Wars! This is meant to be sometime around Episode I, so keep that in mind. You paced your room, your hands clasped tightly behind your back as you cursed the Jedi Council. The way they were running things was wrong. Fear was not the only way into the Dark Side and to treat the dark power as a disease made no sense. You had found old records and texts about Gray Jedi, but asking your Master about them for further information resulted in a harsh scolding. She had told you never to mention them again and that Grays was only one

 Ch 6 I placed Alex down as I watched the rest of the helicopters fly pass us. They were looking for us but couldn't find us. "Keep looking! They're around here somewhere!" I heard someone say. I looked down at Alex. "Are you ok?" "A bit fine," Alex murmured. I glanced at the wound Cross gave him. "What did he do?" "I don't know but I feel weird," Alex said, twitching. "It's like....I don't know. I feel like I'm in pain. I can't open up any of my powers." "How bad?" "Like I got hit in the face with a rock or something." He held onto his arm tightly, gritting his teeth. His arm pulsed, biting his lip and hissing as the pain increas

 Ch 5 "So....is she your plus one?" Karen asked. Karen Parker was Alex's ex-girlfriend. Did I feel weird about it? No...not really. Well, at least not now. She seemed quite odd to me. Maybe it was the whole blonde blue eyed ex-girlfriend who use to date a dark brown/black haired blue/silver eyed guy...cliché really. "She umm..." Alex said, not knowing how to explain. "I was infected by a person," I said. "It was one of the Infected. It bit me and I just turned into this." "Strange," Karen said. "If an Infected bit you, that means you would become one of them. Instead, you're still you but you have powers like Alex. And Alex her

 Ok, so pretty much the whole story is going to be your point of view from now on... "Ok," Dana said, scrolling through the pages on her computer. "There's a lot of Blackwatch Scientific teams going at Hives. I think one of those people might know McMullen. If they do, you'll be able to get access on how to find him." "And he'll give me the information on what happened to me," Alex said. "Sounds like no problem to me." "Ok, get to it then," Dana said. "Well...are you bringing her?" "Of course I am," Alex said. "She might as well get her answers for this as well. It's not her fault that this virus is consuming everyone and she happens

 Your p.o.v. Alex led me to the rooftop of the apartment. "So, if you're going to be my little helper, then I'm going to have to help you learn to control your powers in case...they spaz out." "Spaz out?" I asked. "What do you mean by that? Are you saying that I can't control my powers?" "You can," Alex said. "Only...look, when I first got my powers, I didn't know what the heck was going on. First thing, I was...I don't know. Everything was black then I woke up all fuzzy and crazy. I don't know if you were feeling the same way but in case you do, I don't want you harming innocent people. Are we clear on that?" I nodded. "Yes sir! Hey,

 Dana's apartment 2:34 pm Your p.o.v. I must of passed out on Alex's back because the next thing I knew, I was on a couch. I slowly opened my eyes to see that I was in an apartment. There were pictures on the walls and a few decors like frames and lamps. I yawned and got up from the couch. I was really tired. And sore. My arm was hurting really bad. I looked down at it, glancing at the scar that the monster gave me. It was still there, the same red bite marks. They looked like scratch marks though. Four small dotted holes with pink lines across them. He must of bit down hard and dug down a bit. "Oh, you're awake." I turned around

  New York City 11:00 am Your p.o.v. It had been a busy day in NYC. I was rushing around, trying to get to my bus. "Oh, I'm so late!" I thundered. This was the third time I've been late. No, probably the fourth now. I was so late all the time, I didn't even know why Derek just keeps letting it slide pass. He knew that I always missed the bus when I woke up late. Which was around 11:02...and it only gave me exactly 30 minutes to get my butt up and try to make it to the bus. I ran across the street, not caring what color the lights turned. It was New York anyway. Half of the lights would be good while the other half would stink with t

 You arrived on Mandalore just a short time ago to assist a fellow Jedi, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You, however, were too late. Despite your best efforts, Obi-Wan had already fled the system before you could even announce your arrival. Not wanting to waste the trip, you had your astromech droid drop you off, literally, on one of the highest points of the citadel, cloaked in darkness. Crouched down, remaining still, you breathed steadily. There was more than one Force presence there, and one that was very strong and exceptionally dark when it revealed itself. Still, you could see nothing, but your other senses remained alert; something was happening.

 You groaned, not knowing why you had woken up at such an hour. The only light that came through the window had a blue tone to it, the sun was so low under the horizon. Then you heard it, a sort of a grunting noise. It happened again after a pause or so, making you question it because of the animalistic sense of it. Sitting up in bed with a huff, you figured that the likely origin of the noise had something to do with the vacant spot beside you. Combing the hair out of your face with a lazy effort from your fingers, you slide off the bed to find out where and what your tattooed companion was up to. There, clear as day, though your vision