#the empire ascension

[shegetsburned]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐀𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 —

summary : lou kesyk infiltrates a separatist ship filled with prisoners to liberate them and get them back safe to Coruscant with the help of her master Isaak and clones.

characters : original character(s): lou kesyk, isaak axar - canon character(s): waxer

warnings : depictions of violence

author’s notes : been working on the plot of a new star wars serie with my ocs, and decided it was time to share the first chapter of this long ass story. It takes place after the second movie, so mainly during the clone wars. Hope you enjoy!

(let me know if some of y’all are interested in being tagged for the next chapters)

word count : 3k

opening chapter - chapter I - chapter 2

Who said flying had to be a pleasant experience? For prisoners of war, it had to be one of the most uncomfortable ways to travel. Well, after all, they were detainees, and detainees weren’t given special treatment.

It wasn’t as enormous as a Taylander shuttle, but enough to carry passengers.

The ship’s flying pattern was worse than any she had ever seen. Was it because of the numerous interferences surrounding the flight area of Lego or due to the lack of flight training in the droid’s code? Well, the passengers of the ship were clearly feeling the separatists’ incompetence to fly a ship to its destination, as it swayed from left to right.

The prisoners’ hands were tied with electronic devices magnetically stuck to the ceiling of the ship to keep them from moving too much. Their limbs were numb, some of the prisoner heads were resting on their upper arms from exhaustion. They all looked hopeless and miserable.

Twelve clicks until next destination.

It was the ship’s AI speaking into the monitor, signaling how close they were. It was also Lou’s signal to get a move on and stop this transfer.

She had been purposely caught by this transport, hours ago, on Lego’s ground. Thanks to the droids’ amateur procedure, she had been able to hide her weapon in her robe quite easily.

Her fingers meticulously twirling to try and take her saber out of the pocket where it was hidden. Normally, summoning the force wasn’t a hard task for Lou, but with her hands up in the air, it was a tricky process. She struggled to rotate her wrist inside the cuffs, occasionally watching the guards passing by her.

She did, despite her vigilance, attract the curious eyes of a wookie prisoner, who kept looking down at her hands. Maybe a huge and hairy wookie would be enough to alarm the droids on her, which empresses her to move faster.

Concentrated, she slowly lifts the swords out of her pocket, towards her sleeve. It slowly but surely makes its way to the end of her maroon outfit. As she prepares to draw it, a separatist droid stops in front of Lou, noticing her slight agitation.

“Prisoner. Stop moving. We arrive on short notice.”

She glares at it, squinting and stopping her movement in the process. “These cuffs are uncomfortable. I wish for all of us to be free of them.”

The droid takes a second to answer, turning to its comrade before they all burst out of a robotic laughter. Her little act of rebellion draws the other hostages’ attention towards their conversation. All attentive to her hopeful figure, even the weakest ones.

“These traitors are getting bolder and bolder with time.” This voice differed from the others. It was more creature-like. A hairy catuman appeared from the cockpit. Loud and indiscreet steps towards the girl made the shuttle sway even more. At the sight of him, exhales and whines of fear escape from the poor mouths.

The catuman who approached Lou was a mercenary for the Trade Federation. His stature made the small droid back away, scared of ending under the alien’s feet. Looking down at the frail human, he leaned forward, an evil grin plastered on his face. “What do you think you’re doing, little one?”

“I’m a free woman, I can do whatever I want.” Lou answers, unfazed.

A loud chuckle fills the ship followed by smaller ones. “You? You’re a free woman?’

“I might be your prisoner, but I’m a free woman.” She repeats, looking straight into the catuman’s eyeballs with determination. “You’re not a free woman, that’s what prisoner means.”

“I won’t repeat myself. Free us.” Lou finally declares confronting the creature once more.

The alien takes a long and profound inspiration, signaling his impatience towards Lou’s little number. What was she trying to prove? As he expires, projectiles find their way onto the girl’s face, to her dismay, contorting it in disgust. With amusement, the creature keeps looking at her, but not losing her objective, she closes her eyes and holds her right hand out.

In a swift motion, her lightsaber instantly flies from her sleeve to her hand. She gets a hold of it, her fingers closing around the handle, under the amazed eyes of the captives and separatists. At first, Lou opens her eyes, now facing the alien with the weapon ready.

It’s a matter of milliseconds before an hopeful prisoner lets out a screech and the lightsaber ignites. The warm orange light of the saber easily slips through the cuffs, slicing them in half and liberating the jedi’s hands. Lou then engages the catuman who had been standing there, baffled and wondering how they made the mistake of capturing a Jedi. With a long blow, she uses all of the space available to try and cut the creature in half. Finally reactivating himself, he dodges the strike with a quick step back, only found with a not so profound laceration along his chest.

Deciding that she’ll deal with the biggest one later, Lou holds her free arm out, projecting it towards the front of the ship, crushing two droids in the process. The ship balances again, as everyone begins to agitate themselves. Droids start firing at the young jedi, sometimes missing and putting holes in shuttle’s armature, and other times meeting the target’s lightsaber. Lou twirls it in front of her, blocking the lasers with the saber.

There’s now multiple holes in the hull, activating the alarm system ringing and bouncing on the ship’s walls. Taken by a burst of bravery, certain prisoners start wiggling their feet towards the droids, blocking their path and making them trip. Lou senses an opening as one falls to the ground to throw her lightsaber towards three aligned droids who are immediately cut in half. The saber returns into its owner’s hand quickly after.

The girl takes a second to wipe the nasty goo glued to her face before striking once again, assailing a deadly blow right into a droid’s body that was too close to her. Diving forward and making her way to the cockpit, she hears the growl of the catuman still struggling to get back up after being thrown.

Lou readies her lightsaber, lifting it in front of her, perfectly horizontal. Two courageous separatist droids start firing at her, but are quickly thrown away by their own deflecting projectiles. As they collapse right before the pilot’s seat, the enormous creature gets on its feet. He bangs his fists against his chest before charging towards the Jedi. Before he hits, Lou dodges by crouching and holds her saber out. He passes besides her as the lightsaber cuts his left foot, separating it from the rest of the body.

An enraged growl escapes from the mercenary but it does not stop it from diving right back in with an intention to kill. He throws himself on her but she’s able to turn around quickly, making her way around him. Throwing her lightsaber on the other side, making its way around as well, she executes her motion with caution. Using her knee against the floor to spin, she lands behind him, regaining control of her lightsaber and immediately lunges forward with a death blow into the heart.

He freezes completely, using his last moment of consciousness to look down at the hole formed around the lightsaber trapped into his body. His knees fall to the ground as we hear the sound of the lightsaber retracting.

Lou breathes heavily as her attention shifts back towards the prisoners who are filled with joy, but also concern. As a matter of fact, they still need to be saved, and the ship is still swaying, but this time, more aggressively, like there was no pilot.

Indeed, when Lou walks to the chair and turns it around, she sees the dead carcasse of the pilot laying on the seat. A quick look around reveals heavy damage taken from the blasters and the lightsabers cutting through the walls during the fight. One motor’s damaged. The fire emanating from the side alarms Lou who chooses to act quickly.

The quick thinking of the Jedi leads her to the first captive on her right, using her strength to dismantle the cuffs. “Free the others.” Lou’s soft look immediately calms the man in front of her before he turns around to execute the order.

She then throws herself on the seat, getting a hold of the commands. Her pilot’s training finally being put to good use, her hand navigates between the array of buttons, trying to get a hold of the ship now directly pointing down towards the canyons of Lego.

With a groan, she clenches her hands around the steering wheel and pulls towards her chest as hard as she can hoping to straighten the shuttle and attempt a softer landing.

Chatters and soft whimpers are heard from the back of the ship, as Lou takes a peak behind her to see the prisoners all tucked in a corner, holding onto any piece of ship they could and onto themselves.

Her attention then shifts back to the front, determined on keeping these people safe and landing without any injuries. Her grasp tightens around the handle, and with a final push, she succeeds in straightening the nose of the ship, but now too close to the ground. To limit the violent impact, she slightly turns the wheel, engaging the damaged ship into the canyon. Lou navigates inside the tight walls, all of her concentration focused on making it past this point, sometimes hitting the sides on the rocks, which loudens the cries of the passengers.

But as they advance, the canyon becomes impracticable for a ship of its size. The girl, knowing they won’t make it through the entirety of the canyon, decides to use the last of the ship’s power to get out of the obscurity the gorge provided them.“Brace yourself!” Lou cries out. The ship flies out, just for the other motor to explode as it lands hard on the rocky ground.

The ship glides over a thousand meters, losing parts on its way, before slowly getting to a stop.

Exhausted and shaken up, some figures get a hold of themselves through the smoke inside the shuttle. Lou, slowly getting out of her seat and coughing, wanders around. Her eyes are drawn to the small flames emanating from the metallic panels. Now unsafe and filled with dense smoke, the ship had to be evacuated.

Quickly enough, she makes her way to the back, making sure everyone is accounted for and helping them out through one big hole created from the impact. Lou leads them out, softly but quickly holding onto their shoulder and guiding them through the exit.

All covered in braise and exhaling difficulty, they make their way out of the ship, holding each other. When Lou takes a last look around at the empty vehicle, she rubs her eyes with her sleeve, trying to get a distinction of what can possibly be another captive. But focusing on the object, she realizes it’s nothing more than a seat.

The Jedi is the last one to walk through the breach, met by the blazing weather of the grounds of Lego. Her sight slowly readjust to a clearer environment as she squints towards the others.

They’re embracing each other. Glad to have made it out of a possible hell-hole. Relieved sighs and cries travel to her ears. A slight smirk forming on the side of Lou’s mouth. But before they have any time for themselves, a growl is heard in the sky. Like a ship descending into the planet’s atmosphere.

One of the prisoners points a trembling finger to the sky, terror in his eyes. But Lou already has her sight on it. Immediately drawing her lightsaber in front of her and backing up to protect the civilians, she readies herself for another fight.

But as the mist slowly reveals a more detailed image of the ship, Lou exhales and slowly regains a normal stance. Retracting her orange lightsaber. She feels this familiar force surrounding the vessel; her master’s presence.

Incomprehensibly turning to their savior for help, they stand there, tension descending as they see Lou’s calm attitude.. The ship slowly makes his way to the ground, dispersing any traces of pebbles and sand as they land.

A few seconds after the landing, the metallic white door to the side opens itself and spits several clones running towards the prisoners. Startled but now convinced of their safety, they accept the help given by the soldiers. First aid is given to those who need it the most, whereas others are escorted towards the ship.

As it all comes in motion, a man calmly walks out of the transport. Seeing him makes Lou carefully remove the hood laying on top of her and throw away the brown robe to reveal her Jedi uniform. It was sleeveless, covered with thick light brown leather and fur. A small cape ran down on the ground starting from her hips, covering the back of an armored leg wear and boots.

“Master Isaak.” She speaks with a wide relieved smile, finally seeing her master on the terrain.

The Jedi returns her smile with a soft gaze, but Lou notices a bit of tension in his hands. Isaak wore something similar to her but covered with more metallic plates, armoring his chest piece and arms. Small parts of his body were apparent; his hands and his face.

He walks up to his protege, leaning forward and placing a hand on her shoulder. “Everything’s alright? What happened?”

Isaak was examining Lou with concern. His eyes trailing the light bruises and speck covering her figure, in front of the girl’s amused stare. She reassures him with a chuckle.“I’m fine, master. Nothing to worry about.” She always had to reassure her master.

He escapes a sigh, understanding, before letting go of her and just slightly turning around to inspect the damages and the now very free prisoners. Isaak’s gaze stops as he sees the damaged ship meters away. “What happened to the ship?”

Lou bit her lip in search of an answer that wouldn’t worry him even more. Attempting to keep it as blurry but straight to the point as possible, she answers as Isaak’s gaze had shifted to hers. “Nothing major. Just uh- a difficult landing.”

“A difficult landing?”

“A difficult landing.” Lou repeats, eyes wide open, trying to understand if her master knew something more had happened or not. But before he has the chance of lecturing her, a clone approaches the Jedi, interrupting Lou in her lie.

“Sir, the refugees are weak and starving. Is our next destination still Coruscant?”

“It is. Let’s embark them all onto the ship and make them comfortable for the flight. We don’t want anyone dying on the way.” Isaak orders, in a more serious tone.

The clone acknowledges with a slight nod before turning to the girl with a heartwarming smile.

“Waxer, long time no see.” His smile is met with Lou’s pleased grin.

“Lou. I would’ve preferred to see you again under more joyful circumstances. You took down the ship yourself?”

A gentle laugh escapes her lips when she goes to answer. “All my doing.”

At these words, Isaak can’t help but give her an accusing look. Like Lou had just revealed this mess was entirely because of her. She gulps, peeking at her master’s reaction but staying on Waxer. “I mean, mostly.”

After a few seconds of debating whether he should address this issue or not, Isaak calmly points his chin towards the other clones. “Get to work, Waxer, the faster we’ve loaded them, the faster we can leave this place.”

The clone takes the time to put his helmet back on before nodding and walking away. Lou takes a step towards them as well but is suddenly stopped by Isaak’s hand around her arm. It’s never too tight, just enough to stop her into her movement. Frowning and looking at her master, she can’t help but see him stare at her forearm. There’s traces of struggle around the wrist. “Are you sure you’re alright?” He asks, now staring right at the girl’s eyes.

“I am, master. It’s from the cuffs. It’s nothing.”

Not even diverging once millimeters away from her gaze, he tries to discern the truth into her eyes, before letting go of her arm. “When we arrive I want you to meet someone from the council.”

Of course, her master had contacts in the Jedi council, three years ago, he had been chosen for a seat and humbly accepted the post. Other than him, she had only met master Yoda who had been more than welcoming to her, but Lou knew most of the Jedi were reluctant on having her train with the force, because of how old she was when she was found.

Most of her doubts came from their view of her, and Isaak knew it. But getting familiar with influential faces would be an effective way to diminish her uncertainty.

“You don’t want me to help Waxer and the others?” Lou says not knowing how to respond, she mostly wanted to avoid talking about it more.

“They can take care of themselves.”

She scoffs, her gaze turning away, a nervous hand scratching the back of her neck. “Yeah, well, maybe-”

“Lou.”

The Jedi looks at her master, helplessly looking for comfort.

“You’ll be fine.” Isaak says ever so calmly, a reassuring smile forming on his lips. Lou takes a deep breath and nods multiple times, acknowledging his order before returning to her affairs.

The man looked at her as she helped the few who hadn’t yet embarked on the ship. She had so much care to give and Isaak knew it. After so many years with her as his padawan, he saw so much more than what the Jedi could see. Proving her obedience and excellent skills would be an easy task if only she opened herself up to other jedi knights. Isaak’s goal was to show the galaxy everything Lou had to offer.

And he would work hard trying to achieve it.

[ultimateinferno]

Elend Venture

[the-unseelie]

ASH FELL FROM THE SKY.

[cikebabbler]

vin really went from being "I am not like the other girls" to "maybe I am like the other girls" to "I can't be like the other girls" to "all girls are unique, all girls are powerful in their own ways, like me. I am a thief, a mistborn, and a noblewoman. I do not have to choose what would define me. I can simply be me" AND THAT'S SO SO SO IMPORTANT TO ME

[just-cosmere-fan]

[heronpoxed]

Say what you wanna say about Kelsier but that man knew how to love and he loved with a raw fucking passion.

For years he was led to believe that Mare had mercilessly betrayed him before she died and yet he still insanely loved and missed her — something that he stated as a simple fact and not as a guilty confession.

Kelsier and Mare had 0 page-time together, but they still managed to snatch my fucking heart and push my expectations through the roof precisely because of how Kelsier talked about her! Is there anyone who does it like him? Hell nah!

[kavinskhhy]

Vin by Roitssomething

[stew4]

Vin? I don’t draw her enough

[siarexkh]

Mistborn adaptation should be played by Muppets.

[strangerlittlethings]

Vin and Elend in well of ascension are so funny to me because she's like: nooo I'm a monster, elend finds me REPULSIVE. While he's just thinking: how can a living legend love a weak ass man like me

[ezhrndle]

guys i thought kelsier in fortnite was a joke

😭

no way this is real

[wyy-1257]

You know what I really wanted in the final empire? A good Kelsier and Elend confrontation scene. Dad and Daughter's First Boyfriend. I want Elend to sweat when he meets the Dad™ the girl he's courting but he's the leader of a revolution and is infamous for killing nobility. I want Kell to fume when he meets the guy courting his Daughter™ but he's the heir of the most powerful noble house. Branderson, you missed out on. Pure. Comedy.

[shayberri789]

Marsh: *spends all of HoA desperately wishing for death*

Marsh: *becomes the personification of death in Scadrian culture*

Sazed has a sense of humor

[cosmere-cosmeme]

Kelsier: I’m mature. I’m so mature. I even apologize when I’m wrong.

Breeze: I literally have never heard you apologize.

Kelsier: I’m never wrong.

[coritale]

transgender tindywl. you agree. reblog

[just-cosmere-fan]

Alrianne @Vin: Girl you're killing it! Girl I don't think it's moving anymore! Girl you can STOP STABBING!