Chapter Ten

October 25, 2014 YB 0

There was no life on the mountain at all. Tari moved slowly ahead of Rocco. Their supply packs weighed them down, and the footing was treacherous. Pebbles and small rocks skittered down with every step. Several dozen feet down was a large, fairly even surface. When they made it there,

Part I

August 8, 2014 Professor Jango 0

  The entrance hall of the Kicking Kaadu smelled strongly of tabac vapor and fire-water. That was one of the first things to strike Talin as he entered the cantina. Located in Keren, the main trading port on Naboo, the Kicking Kaadu was frequented by all manner of species from

New Serial Teaser

June 15, 2014 Professor Jango 0

  On the surface, it was a calm night on the planet-spanning ocean on Dac. However, something was coming up from the depths. Since the Empire took Dac, they had enslaved most of the native Mon Calamari and Quarren population and put them to work mainly mining various resources used

Chapter Nine

November 4, 2013 Professor Jango 0

Hyperion stood on the observation deck of a tall building with a helipad. Behind him, people were rushing to refuel the helicopter. The wind mussed his wispy white hair. Normally, this would’ve bothered him, but he was too furious to care. He had just received word from his secretary that

Chapter Eight

September 3, 2013 Professor Jango 0

The jeep sputtered suddenly, then stopped. Day was breaking, and a dull, dusty red crept through the thick clouds and smoke. The Sierra Nevada stood before them, tall and wide. Rocco had taken the wheel from Tari a few hours before so she could rest. He put a hand on

Chapter Seven

July 3, 2013 Professor Jango 0

Rocco had no idea what he was doing or where he was going. He had never driven a motor vehicle before and had been unconscious while Tariro was operating it. The keys were already in the ignition and after slamming his foot on the wrong pedal, he was off. But

Chapter Six

April 25, 2013 Professor Jango 0

Mr. Polus walked into a conference room. It was nice. Bright lights, a long table made of real wood, clean walls. Lots of red and gold. He shook his head. “Ever the extravagant one, aren’t we, Hyperion?” “Take a seat,” Hyperion said, his voice tinged with contempt. He sat at

Chapter Five

March 5, 2013 Professor Jango 0

The landscape was dead. Blasted trees, craters, dust, grey. The sky was grey, the dirt was grey, everything was grey. Rocco had been around the country, and it was the same everywhere. He felt his life force ebbing. Only once had he felt like this before. The worst part was