The Nexu And The Wolf Chapter Four

Chapter Four: The Meeting

A clearly underweight, scrawny-looking little boy, Remus Fairfax, was propped comfortably on his elbows in the sand; having the appearance of an unkempt and filthy feral child. His clothes were little more than faded, gray-brown rags; but despite his messy appearance, something about the child- who couldn't have been any younger than ten at the oldest- exuded an air of nobility and arrogance; with disheveled, curly black hair with the slightest hint of blue. Similarly, his eyes were an almost clear blue; and seem too big for his angular face, and elegant, skeletal fingers snaked out to stroke the back of a Womp rat.

A scream ripped through the air. "GET OFF ME, YOU SON OF A BANTHA!!!!"

Startled, Fairfax looked towards the source of the screaming.

I was being held in the air between two guards, it was all the guards could do to hold me and keep me from biting them.

Fairfax's eyes widen in shock; but he is uncertain if he should come to the other boy's defense or not- The two do not even know each other!

"Attack my mother will you, you filthy karking. . . ."

Getting up unsteadily off the sand; Fairfax found himself literally berating the guards- Something he had never done before, and strangely feels uncaring towards his little rebellion. "Hey! You.....You wermos over there. Let him go. What did he do to you, huh?"

"This little sleemo tried to bite me. I was punishing another slave. . . ."

"my MOTHER YOU SON OF A BANTHA!" I roared. I tried to bite the guard on the left.

Fairfax's eyes took on a gleam of madness, and he jabbed an accustory finger towards the guards; his jaw hanging limp, mouth open to reveal a flickering lizard's tongue. "I can bite you, too! I'm mad, karking well nutty! I can drive you all insane with one little nip!" The blue-eyed boy threw back his head and laughed a laugh that would sound more at home coming from a hyena.

"Get them!"

Fairfax stuffed his rat into his pocket, lunged towards the guards, and made good of his word on delivering the bite; it was disturbingly deep, and blood and spittle was dripping everywhere.

I twisted free and charged the guard coming at Fairfax from behind.

Released, the dark-haired boy stumbled back; relieved to be free but slightly dizzy with all the unfolding action.

My eyes flashed as I jumped the guard and sank my teeth into his leg.

Bruised and dizzy, Fairfax attempted to crawl away from the fighting; apparently somewhat injured.

I went for another guard's throat and locked my teeth, shaking my head from side to side to inflict maximum damage. The guard collapsed, his weight taking me down with him. Noticing a vibroknife in his belt, I grabbed it and backed away from the body, my eyes flashing. "Do you want to be next," I hissed, ready to pounce again and strike.

The other guards were looking at me in horror.

I reached out with the Force to touch their minds. "Nothing happened today. Your companion got lost and was attacked by a greater krayt dragon. You're lucky to be alive. You will go now and bury the body in the Dune Sea. When you return, you will tell your master about the krayt dragon."

The guards silently, hurriedly obeyed, dragging the body with them.

Fairfax looked at me in shock. "You're. . . a Jedi? How did a Jedi youngling get. . . ."

"I'm not officially a Jedi. But my fa-father was." My voice broke and my eyes welled up with tears. "I fe-felt him die, felt like I was stabbed through the back. . . ." A hand gently but firmly removed the vibroknife from my grip.

"Remus Fairfax will keep this for you. . . . ."

"F-Firmus," I stuttered. My eyes locked on the blood trail my victim had left on the sand. Off in the distance, out of the corner of my eye, I could see a sandskimmer taking off in the direction of the Dune Sea. I knew soon the wind and sand would cover the trail, as it would the corpse of my victim.

My legs buckled and I fell to the sand, shaking.