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Evolution Lost	By : Xeo123 Category: +M through R > Parasite Eve Views: 1387 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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            The Henry Hudson Parkway lanes were filled with the movement of rubber and steel as the people of the city go about their business; however, little do they know, someone from another world is present. Xeo still on the roof of the truck, was keen on not being seen by anyone that would give him trouble or alert the vanguard force on this world. Since the city was full of life his mind was feeling for any kind of negative energy disturbances that would give him a better idea of Dreazin’s location. The Force of the massive population in the city would mask his brother’s Dark Side aura very well. The only way Xeo would know was if he could find a simple tremor through The Force that would be felt like the Dark Side; and would also have the energy signature of Dreazin. He kept his grip on the truck while avoiding any street lights that might give him away. The truck stopped for the moment and Xeo looked around. He scanned with mind to sense Dreazin’s presence, but he then overheard the truck driver talking on the radio intercom.

            “Okay boss. I’m just about close enough to 59^th Street near the docks…so what shall I do with the…,” the driver paused a moment while the radio crackles very loudly. Xeo moved slowly but close enough to hear what the driver was being told; however, all that he got was more cursing from the driver himself.

            “What do you mean!? You fucking said 59^th Street…What the hell are you saying 60^th Street…Goddamn it, I really thought you knew this time around and…oh fire me!? I can make this shit work! I’ll be there in no time just as long as…of course I know my job is on the line. The fuck you think…? Fine…fine…just let them know I am on the way! Oh by the way,” the driver said full of disappointment and aggravation, “…how is the whole shit storm happening in Midtown…?” Xeo wanted to set him straight about the cursing but all he really wanted was information on the driver’s destination. However that changed by what he heard next.

            “Really…just people running scared…what about the cops? Not even one!? Oh…oh that’s New York’s finest not doing their job as always…I tell you man NYPD never gets off their asses unless the job is something they can half ass do. Yeah well sorry if one of your close friends is on the force…he should have been…” The driver got cut off while the radio intercom started exploding with static and a voice that was booming then silence. The driver then slammed his radio receiver and punched the intercom out of anger.

            “…Piece of shit…better get a move on or I’ll have more than just him to deal with,” the driver said while starting to move the truck again. Xeo didn’t quite understand from the chat that he overheard, but he was silent enough to gather information about certain names. While the truck was still moving his mind started to feel something warm yet again and this time it felt like the Dark Side of The Force. His mind was searching for the strongest point of origin but it was hard to find it while the truck was in motion. Xeo couldn’t make out where it was emanating from, but he didn’t want give up his hiding spot on top of the truck. Unfortunately, he was reaching out with his mind so hard that he nearly didn’t see a nearby street light about to collide with his head. For a moment he thought about what other kind of info the truck driver would provide him but he knew deep down in his heart, he had to find out about the Dark Side aura coming from within the city. His senses came back to him as he leaned forward with his arms in front while reaching for the arm of the street light. He let his body naturally fall forward while his hands gripped the arm and his feet were flat on the truck. As the truck passed by the street light, Xeo did a small jump with his feet and suing around the post just enough for his own body’s inertia to get him away from the traffic. Trying not to be seen his acrobatic jump made him fly away from the Henry Hudson Parkway and he landed on solid ground. He gave himself a moment to recover from the landing impact while looking around to observe his surroundings.

            “Maybe I should have stayed on the truck…and taken the hit from whatever that thing was. At least I could be getting more information from that truck driver,” Xeo whispered to himself as he was trying to see where he was. His saw long metal boxes of sorts with different colors on them. He was reminded of places like this; while being at shipping lanes back in the Core Worlds before heading out to the next battlefield. They were a crude example of cargo containers. He kept surveying the area. His mind still filled with the information about the truck driver’s chat. The vanguard force he heard had a title or a name while “Carnegie Hall” was another name that kept coming up a lot, and had to do with people being scared and “weird stuff” happening.

            Xeo thought to himself for the moment while walking around the cargo containers, “Carnegie Hall and everyone I’ve been running into are having different ideas about the same event. People being scared and running…I wonder if what I am sensing as Dark Side energy could be coming from there. If that was true…then…he would be there. However I am still not going to get there if I don’t know where I am right now and I haven’t got a clue on how to find any kind of information about this city. Also what is “NYPD” mean…?” He then stops for a moment to hear movement near a rusty red brick building. Xeo slowly peeked in the stained and unclean windows to see machinery that looked like an assembly line; however, his attention was drawn to a sound he heard moments ago. He kept following the sound which grew louder and louder until he came across something that was not in the building but outside in a smaller building. Xeo looked around for a good hiding spot but all he could find was another tree and once again he used it for cover. He glanced around the trunk of the tree to see a man holding something white with black markings on it. The building he was in had an open frame on all sides and outside of it was a long plastic looking rod just above the surface that cars and trucks used to get around. The man was dressed in dark green with a name tag on his chest and kept looking at the white object while making comments to himself. The man in the little building got up and put the white object down. He got out while looking all around as if he was being just as cautious as Xeo was but sloppy. He was out of Xeo’s sights and Xeo started to move away from the tree and was walking past the building. Despite his Jedi training he didn’t see any kind of noise making threat like a fallen branch. He steps on it and snapped it and the man looked toward the sound that Xeo made. Xeo just moved very fast without using The Force to press his back up against the little building. The man walked a bit towards the building but then stopped.

            “Heh…it must be the wind again…thats it is so cold that icicles fall off trees,” the man said while going away from the building. Xeo kept his cool and stayed out of sight until he heard something from the man’s general direction. He could hear something like rushing water and it didn’t take a Jedi’s mind to understand what the man was doing. Xeo looked up to see the man was feeling relaxed. Xeo picked up the white object and tucked it in his robes. He also spotted something that would make him blend in with the people on this world since his robes would give him away as a stranger to anyone in the city. The dark brown leathery coat was long enough to cover his robes down to his ankles. He also spotted something with a hood for him and it looked like it was meant to be worn under the coat. Xeo Force Pulls both of the objects and goes back down behind the small building. He put on the hood first and then slipped on the long leathery coat while looking at some tags sown into it. It said “trench coat” just in case Xeo needed the information about what he was wearing. He put it on while taking the white object under his arm and started peering towards the side of the little building. The man was starting to collect himself as he felt like his business with mother nature was done. Xeo felt that his cover would be blown so he used The Force to throw off a sound, like a Jedi Mind Trick, to make the man look away from Xeo if he ever look in his direction.
            “What in tar-nation!?” the man said while looking in the direction of the loud sound while Xeo got up and walked away with his new outfit. The man just kept trying to figure out what made that noise but he gave up and started to walk back to the building. Xeo kept one ear open just to hear if anything could have given him away, which would force him into running into hiding.
            “I could have sworn I heard something out of the gol darn blue. I tell you this guard duty job gives you paranoia at times and…” the man said while looking around his little office building. “Hey where the hell did my newspaper go? And where in the hell did my coat went off to!?” Xeo kept walking away into the shadows while hearing the man trying to figure out that his stuff was taken away. Xeo knew he would just be “borrowing” these items for the time being until he was done. Adjusting the hood to give him the best coverage on his head he starts looking for anything that would tell him where he was. He could still feel the Dark Side energy somewhere in the city; however, the idea of “Carnegie Hall” having those strange events happening was a better lead. He kept walking around the streets until he saw a sign that had a number.

            “59^th…The driver said something about 59^th and the events happening near there, but then again he and whomever was on the other side of that conversation really didn’t know their numbers well. 59^th or 58^th they said…how many numbers are there? I don’t want to even think if he was wrong that I might have to just find #1 and to even start with that…I have no idea…” Xeo mumbled to himself while feeling overwhelmed with the task at hand of even finding a place to start. He looked at the sign again to see what else it said.

            “59^th Street. 11^th Avenue. I wonder if…?” Xeo thought to himself again while looking down 11^th Avenue. He could make out another sign saying “60^th Street” at one end where the driver was heading for and “58^th Street” on the other. He at least knew that they had an order of ascending and descending fashion by the sign’s numbers. Xeo clearly had little choice at this point so he kept going on “59^th Street”. One thing did cross his mind at the moment was the fact that he could possibly ask someone for help but he didn’t know if he knew the dialect of the people of this city. The people around him with mixed emotions of either being dependent or independent. It felt like any other city Xeo came across in the Core Worlds and even the Outer Rim territories. Crime lords with enough money and power can own anyone with no regrets. Even Xeo could feel the presence of such corruption within the streets but not as much as other cities he knew of. While he kept walking around to understand how the people interact with each other he took a moment to pull out the “newspaper”. Xeo was able to read the text after looking into Zed’s mind to just hear and read English.

            “Now…where do I begin with this…?” Xeo whispered to himself while trying to see how to even use a newspaper for the first time. After looking around he was able to see numbers in the top corners of the newspapers and was able to get to the 1^st page that said in big bold letters “December 24^th, 1997. New York edition, 25 cents…” Xeo then sighed to himself while saying in his mind, “Jedi Training…” He grumbled and thought that things like this didn’t happen to a Jedi. He started reading the newspaper’s front page. The page had current events that might help him understand the state of this world’s politics. He wanted to see if the influence of the New Republic had ever come to this planet.
““The Sid El-Antri massacre… The death toll is unclear; Reuters cites "at least 80", or 48 according to the government, Le Jeune says 117 people were killed and 11 abducted by terrorists.” …It’s a harsh way to learn in life with tragedies like this,” he said in his mind while looking through the other pages to seeing if anything would give him clues as to where he was. He looked through the sport section with nothing to show him. He passed the job listings knowing any kind of job on this world would be just a joke to him. Once he got to page 7 he was in the science section; although, nothing looked important to him since all the technology they were talking about was “out of date”. He knows he had the proof right at his belt hook to justify himself, his Lightsaber. His eye did pick up something interesting that had to do with human biology as Xeo read on.
“Theories on human evolution. Retold, redefined, and rewritten by Dr. Klamp, the lead researcher and scientist that has found evidences on a new theory of human evolution base on a cellular organelle called…” Xeo then was push away by a group of people that didn’t even look at him. Xeo knew his disguised was working but he lost his newspaper completely, but only had the one page that had the human biology article. He turns back to the page he was left on but the page behind him had something else he was looking for…the name of this planet.
“Come on come all! See the most drama inspiring play filled with love and hate that would shake even your very soul. The passion is so powerful that your body might go up in flames from the sensual voices of John Kluran, William Bainal, Stewart Levoson, and Melissa Pearce. Come and it this before it’s too late. Indoor showing at Carnegie Hall on December 24^th and outdoor showing on December 25^th at Central Park. It will be the greatest show on Earth!” He found one of the clues he was searching for.
“Earth…now I know why this place hasn’t been touch by the New Republic or any other kind of faction group that I might of known of. This world hasn’t been recorded in any kind of star maps or hyperspace navigational systems. I must be somewhere far out in the Outer Rim…or…somewhere else. Wait…” Xeo told himself while his mind started to think of the vision he had in the past. The holomap he saw with the Core Worlds and the galaxy they were in had another spiral galaxy being displayed just before Dreazin walk into the holo image. His mind started to think the most likely and impossible answer, but then again…knowing about The Force anything is possible.
“…It couldn’t be…could it? It would make since if Earth wasn’t in middle of the conflict with the New Republic’s enemy right now if it was in the Outer Rim. The enemy would have signs of itself being here and yet I don’t sense them…only the Dark Side, only…him. Either we must be somewhere in the Unknown Regions near the edge of the galaxy…or…not even in our own galaxy anymore? But if that’s true… how?” Xeo thought to himself while still walking until his Jedi senses told him that his life was in danger. Stopping for the moment he used his mind to reach out where the danger was coming from. He felt whatever was coming at him from his left side as he started to move his right hand towards his lightsaber to be ready for anything; however, the danger wasn’t in a form of a human or a creature nor any kind of weapon being used at him. All of a sudden lights that were bright enough to blind him came from his left while a very familiar sound was shrieking. Remembering his idea of how this world works at night...where there are fast moving lights…the noise comes soon after and only from trucks or cars. Xeo had walked in the middle of the street and didn’t even know that he left “59^th Street” just after knowing that he was on Earth. Without even thinking he put down his hands and Forced Speed away from the incoming cars as they hit their breaks and made even more noise. Xeo cut across five lanes of cars while acting like he was running for his dear life to get to the other side. The only page left from the newspaper ripped out of his hand while Xeo ran inhumanly fast and was lost to him. The people in the cars were blasting their horns off at the man that just almost ended his life while calling him out as a “dirty bum”. He just look back at the people and just nod with a sign of a humorous smile knowing his look is still working…that is until he came across a person that he wanted to avoid and never wanted to bring attention towards.
“Woh woh! Hold on there a second pal. What is the deal with you walking into traffic? Are you trying to get yourself killed or asking for a death wish!?” the man said to Xeo. Of course the silenced Jedi was looking at was another vanguard outfitted man; although, Xeo had a chance to understand that they had another name. His eyes look fast across the metal badge on his chest to see four letters. “N.Y.P.D.” Xeo then had a moment to just look at the “cop” right straight in the eyes without emotion. He had to stand his ground and not to show any kind of aggression. Anything he would do right now would act as an offence gesture and he would be in a more terrible position to get around the city. Since they were talking in different dialects than any other life forms, with a lack of proper technology, he could think of them as being barbaric and misunderstanding; however, he had to talk to the cop. The man in blue was waiting for an answer while Xeo tried to think of something to say.
“Uh…traffic you say sir?” Xeo said while trying not to say anything that would be considered “weird” to him. His Jedi senses were trying to understand what is going through the cop’s mind and if anything he did would be questionable to him. The NYPD man just looks back at him like he was blind.
“…Didn’t you not just see those cars trying to run you over? I mean at least the lights were bright enough to get your attention right? Are you sure you didn’t even see them that hood over your eyes…?” The cop said while trying to get a good look at Xeo’s face. Xeo didn’t want to give his identity away yet couldn’t start any kind of trouble with the cop being so demanding. He just kept his body still while answering his questions.
“The hood? Must have been…I mean my view…err…my eyes were on that newspaper…I mean were looking on the newspaper. No wait…I mean looking at the newspaper and I must of not sensed…hmm…not looked around to see if I ran out of street…I mean to just look around and…” Xeo kept trying to say in a simple dialect that the cop would understand but the NYPD man just thought he was talking nonsense to him. The man was thinking he was on some kind of drug or had one too many to drink. He then cut him off from Xeo’s attempt to act “normal” in front of him.
“Sir…have you been drinking a lot lately? I don’t smell anything on you but it sounds like you aren’t making any kind of sense and trying to correct yourself for some reason?” the officer said to him. Xeo of course couldn’t think of any drink that would be remotely close to something common on Earth back in The Core Worlds or Outer Rim. He just had to come up with an answer and a good one at best.
“No…” Xeo said while trying to be simple and small on words. The officer looked at his face to see any signs of being drunk but the only thing he notice was just how different looking he was. Not just a physical difference but a kind of feeling he was getting from him. A feeling of calmness yet the NYPD man didn’t need to be calm right now. He had to job to do. Xeo on the other hand could sense the cop’s feelings were being non-aggressive anymore and he took a chance. Either he was going to get some kind of information out of him or try to get away from him without a conflict happening.
“…I’m trying to understand how this city is and…” Xeo said while the cop’s eye started to open wide with joy.
“You’re new to New York City?” the officer said to him.
“I’m…from out of town.” Xeo said while trying to give him a “truthful” answer. The cop just smiled at him.
“Aaaahhhh a new comer to The Big Apple or New York City as it’s commonly known. I always love breaking in the new people to virgin territory. I’m Officer Matt by the way and I know all about this fine city,” Matt said to Xeo with a grin of enjoyment. Xeo didn’t feel anything odd about him as if he was being friendly. For once he knew that the Light Side of his powers was having an impact on Matt’s mental well being. He wasn’t going to abuse this moment but needed some info about Manhattan and especially Carnegie Hall’s location; however, if Zed and Bob are NYPD like Matt is then Xeo had to not give any intentions of going there.
“You know a lot about his city? Manhattan you say?” Xeo said with a questionable tone in his voice while Matt thought he ask him a trick question.
“Do I know this city? Manhattan is where I work dude I know what this city is and its places like the back of my frickin hand! You just ask me before going off near a street with a newspaper in your hands,” Matt said with a bit of an arrogant overtone voice. Xeo was trying to find the words he was looking for to get the location of Carnegie Hall.
“Well, Matt…I’ve been searching for a place that I could enjoy good music and…” Xeo said when Matt interrupted him right away.
“Music! Oh I love a man who knows how to ask the right questions for me to answer. Music is everywhere here in Manhattan and well known places too like St. Marks and The Village and…” Matt kept on saying as Xeo just cut off his rant.
“No…more like live performers singing. Like an opera?” Xeo said to him while remembering the newspaper talking about Carnegie Hall having an event; although, Matt didn’t like the new question Xeo just proposed to him.
“…Opera…you got to be kidding me, man! Why would you like something like that…?” Matt said while trying not to be much of a pushy officer about stuff he loves to share with others. “Well if you care for that stuff…I don’t know why but I only a few places at the moment and…” he said while Xeo could start to feel his mind was being let open to him without any troubles of any kind that would hurt Matt’s job as an officer of the law.
“Like Carnegie Hall?” Xeo said without hesitation. Matt just looked at him and he told him right after his question was said.
“Ya. That’s a place for that kind of slow and boring music…I guess. Since you’re new to this place and including Mid Town I can tell you where it is. It’s on 7^th Avenue between 57^th Street and…” Matt was saying until the radio transponder on his upper left chest started to give off sound. The voice on the other end was very erratic and loud while the tone coming out from it was filled with fear. Xeo’s idea of getting the info he needed from Matt ended up with only a piece of the location of Carnegie Hall. Xeo just held his breath while he was overhearing the radio conversation.
“This is Officer John C. Unit 450 can anyone read me out there? I repeat this is Officer John C. from NYPD can one out there read me!? This is a serious problem I am having and I’m call out to all units in the area of Mid Town!” John screamed over the radio while Matt picks it up and turns away from Xeo.
“This is Officer Matt F. John what’s the problem dude?” Matt said in his own way of responding to the distress call.
“Who the fuck do you think you are talking to me like that? I’m a Captain compared to you Sergeant Matt but that’s beside the point I need you to get on the horn and send units to…” John said with much aggravation towards Matt for being calm due to Xeo’s uses of The Force; however, Matt yet again cuts him off with his reaction to what he just said about him.
“What do you mean talking to you like that dude? Captain or not were all the same and I think your problem can be handle with just you and some back up. You don’t need the whole squad to come down and…” Matt said while John blasted his voice over the radio. It was loud enough that even Xeo’s ears were being hurt by it.
“Will you just shut the fuck up for a second before I personally give your badge in and kick you off the damn force myself you good for nothing sack of shit! I want all units within your vicinity to get down to Carnegie Hall now and get some medical units down here too god damn it!” John said trying to get sense into Matt’s head of how bad the situation is without even mention what the problem was in the first place.
“Now I know there was talks about some weird stuff happening on the radio chatter but I don’t what is the point of asking me to get units down there if I knew what was happening in the first place dude!” Matt said with reason in his voice but only to get slammed back at John’s higher rank of authority.
“…Of all the fucking nights that I had to get YOU of all people on the force. Fine! Get units down here now…people are being burned ALIVE! How much of a god damn answer is for that!? Huh? Now call in your units and I’m going to have a word with you as soon as…” John said before Matt turned off his radio and started scrambling for open channels to other NYPD officers within his radius.
“Man that guy is a dick at times…sometimes I never could understand how people would act like that and still be on the force…I don’t get it. Anyways to answer your question…” Matt said while looking around for Xeo but he was nowhere to be found. Xeo kept used his natural talents and The Force to make that conversation get as loud as it could be from a good distance while he started to walk away from Matt. Xeo wouldn’t need to stick around after hearing about what just happen at Carnegie Hall. He thought about how long he has been awake to understand that Zed and Bob were talking about the “weird stuff” that was happening at Carnegie Hall and that the people must have been going to this event…and dying. It started to make sense for Xeo.
“The Dark Side I’ve been feeling…it’s at Carnegie Hall. People being burned alive…Dreazin. His powers are being used on those people not knowing what he is to them. He’s probably trying to see how the level of technology on this world is by “using bait” to get any kind of armed force to come after him. He’s inviting them into a massacre if I don’t get to him fast enough…however this could be a trap just to get me to show up if he knew I was still alive. Well if I could feel his power…he would already know. My brother has done too much of this kind of pointless death and now it’s going to be even harder on me with no help from the New Republic and surround by folks who don’t even know who or what a Jedi is…I need to keep at a steady pace.” Xeo thought to himself while walking down the street sidewalk. He looked up to see another sign saying “58^th Street” and “Columbus Avenue”. The Avenue didn’t help him much but the 58^th Street gave him a hint that he was seeing the numbers going down. Xeo then thought he should move a tad faster by using small bursts of Force Speed to get around the sidewalks and people without giving himself away. Very suddenly with no one looking he would used The Force to pass away from one group of people and into another while no one could even think of him being too fast for his own good. Another sign came up with the same Avenue but the street number came up as 57^th. Xeo took in a deep breath to make his mind focus as he could feel the place where the Dark Side energy was emendating from. He could feel something odd about the energy he was feeling, but it was a strong sense of the Dark Side like never before. It made him more determine to go towards it; however, he had to remain vigilant incase anything should happen because Xeo wasn’t the only one racing against time to find Dreazin, but NYPD as well. He started to treed even faster than before as he could see the same lights he saw on the NYPD chopper before down some blocks and behind him in their own marked cars while passing by. Xeo felt like the situation was turning into a double edge sword.
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