"CHARGE!"
The depleted units of stormtroopers charged with a last valliant stand for glory, until he arrived.
"For the Empire!" they shouted in unison, forming a blockade that smashed through a group of rebels with such force many were dispersed further back. Swiftly regaining their footing, the Alliance's troops fought back, advanced inward so as to corner the remaining Imperial troops with their rifles. They outnumbered them by some one hundred infantrymen.
However, the Empire showed no fear and despite depletions still drove forward with strength and valour; a speeder bike zoomed past above rocky ground, a scout trooper taking out numerous rebels. There may have only been a few dozen Imperial troops left, but they showed no sign of backing down because they knew he was coming.... Darth Vader would save them.
*****
Aboard the Death Star, Vader was pacing up and down every deck of the ship, following his senses that would lead him to the Jedi. It was leading him closer. Vader's target was just behind the blast doors. Pressing the button, Vader braced himself, readily branding his lightsabre.
As the door opened and vanished into a panel in the ceiling, Vader turned on his lightsabre, the crimson blade illuminating the dark corridor in front of him. The force told him his prey should be right in that spot, but where could he be.
Just as Vader looked up at the ceiling, the Jedi launched himself from it and landed on Vader with his sabre millimetres from the black mask worn by the Sith. Vader, looking alarmed, blasted him into the next room using the force.
The intruder swiftly closed the door but it was useless as Vader tore through the centre with the sabre, sending a large chunk of burning metal into the Jedi's face.
He attempted to send a pillar toppling onto Vader, but Darth countered and the hurled it at the intruder, whose burnt face could not see as it came crashing into him, through the wall and onto the main bridge.
On either side of the thin but stable bridge were what appeared to be infinite drops into oblivion. At the end on both sides were gigantic turbines which were stationed outside the engine room. The great gusts they generated blew through the Jedi's long hair
Vader spun around, hs lightsabre aiming to slash his opponent's torso, but the man's crafty manoveuring and quick page made him a tough duelist. He led Vader across the bridge, parrying and blocking with excellent precision, as confirmed by Darth Vader.
"You are well-trained to survive for this long against me, the greatest lightsabre duelist of all time," taunted Vader, but with a small amount of respect.
"Yes, replied the Jedi, smiling.
Darth Vader noticed why, confused and perplexed, despite his claims of supposed superiority. In a manic act of aggresive rage, Vader jabbed his sabre forcefully into the rival's chest, the blade piercing through the man's body. The wounded duelist cried out in agony.
Satisfied, a grin came over Darth Vader's face. A few minutes later, just before the delivery of the final blow, it was suddenly erased.
"WHAT ARE YOU?" he bellowed.
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