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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: Luke White-Heart on July 16, 2012, 08:52:31 PM
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The stars were cold in the sky. Twinkling from millions of miles away, they watched the universe indifferently. No one knew this better than Darth Fulgur. Years and years of strife had taught him that the stars provided no comfort for the weak.
He looked around at the nameless planet on which he had planted his base of operations. The dark forest was completely quiet; nothing stirred. Satisfied, Fulgur returned to his chambers. Closing the door to his balcony behind him, Fulgur removed a datapad from his cloak and skimmed the HoloNet. Nothing of interest. But he knew it was only a matter of time before the Dark Side gave him a sign; the sign to attack.
Unlike previous Sith, he believed that the Force was sentient, more than a tool and weapon. It was a guide, a prophet. He knew this better than most Jedi, and he knew that following the Force's will was key to the destruction of the Alliance.
The Dark Side made him strong.
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the ship flew sliently through space, coming up on the planet the pilots masters were waiting on for news of his latest mission. he flew the ship down into the hanger next to two other ships. jumping out of the ship with his loose rag like clothing hiding most of his scales as he walked silently into the innner working of the base.
after a while he walked up behind his master "i have reterned master. what is your next mision for me?"
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from within the shadows of the jungle out stepped a cloaked figure. whom ever it was, they were beyond quiet with their steps. it seamed as if they were gliding over the ground. there was no disturbance in the force. they scaled the outer edge of the building's wall and slipped through an open window. the room that was entered was small and barren, except of the bed and nightstand. the figure removed their cloak and there was a young woman benieth the folds of fabric. she folded the claok and placed it upon the corner of the bed, her bed. She slipped out of the room still silent as could be. The young woman stopped at the door to a nother room and pressed her ear against the door to hopefully hear what her master was talking about. Or even if she tried hard enough.. she might be able to tell what he was doing from the sounds coming from within the room. Master Fulgur... what are you doing.... she thought to her-self. what are you doing......
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A choking sound could be heard echoing, but luckily no one was around to hear it. Emerald green eyes glow beneath a large rimmed hat as the life ebbed away from the man at her grasp. Once finished with her assassination, the black furred and grey spotted feline picks up the dead body. Her ears twitch to the sound of footsteps, but she just narrowly manages to escape with the body of the man she was told to hunt. It was a Jedi, sure, but she had no preference of who she worked for. Jumping into the waiting HLAF-500, she silently takes off into the atmosphere with her prize. Within fifteen minutes, she makes it to her targeted destination, dropping the body off the star fighter and jumping out of it herself. Flaring her nostrils and pushing her hat up just slightly, she pulls the beeping projector from her pocket to answer the one who'd hired her. "I have the body, like you asked. Do with it what you will, but give me my reward, or you'll end up like him." She hissed, picking up the dead body with one paw and tossing it onto the ground after showing them. The response is garbled and in another language, but she understands clearly and switches it off, crushing it and tossing it to the side. "Now let's get this over with." She grinned, pulling her hat back down. Picking up the body, she conceals the HLAF-500 and walks off into the woods.
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"Master Razot!!! Master!!! Master Razot?!?" Caldif ran through the empty hallways of the Jedi Temple, searching for the Grand Master. He had news, terrible news. He had just received it from a contact in the Smuggling Circuit. One of their brothers, Jedi knight Teryo, had gone missing. And when a Jedi knight went missing, he was often a) dead, or b) fallen to the dark sight. Caldif didn't know which of the two was worse. He just knew that he had to get the news to Grand Master Razot as fast as he could. "Master?!? Master Razot?!?"
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Master Razot was not in a good place... Mentally...
His meditation was dark and clouded and filled with pain and anger. His recent meditations had given him unusual warnings, each becoming darker every day.
A disturbance in the force?
Razot was roused from his meditation, the artificial light of his meditation chamber hitting his eyes harder than usual.
Stumbling out into the hallway where his name was being beckoned, he found his lightsaber still tightly grasped in his hand, a slight headache coming on...
"Yes?" He replied calmly into the hopeful void, grasping onto the door frame as he holstered his lightsaber with his free paw.
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"Okay.... Careful..."
Thatch looked at the engine interface. "Alright... and cut the engines... now!" Moving quickly, he turned off the engince while switching on Slave 1's hoverjets. The cat-like being smiled.
"Perfect," he said as he landed the ship with ease. Unbuckling his straps, the Jedi Padawan walked down the platform in his robes, having taken off his armor before he got anywhere near Corusant. He nodded to one of the deck attendants, then headed for the Jedi Temple. As he walked, he practiced clearing his mind, one hand on his lightsaber. He felt a peace come over his mind as he turned one of the corners of the Jedi Temple...
And crashed into a frantic Jedi coming from the other directon.
"OOF!" Thatch said, falling to the ground. He looked at the Jedi, who just continued down the hall.
"That can't be good," he said to himself, running after the eccentric Jedi with worry gripping his heart in its icy claws.
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Riding on his speeder across the desolate plains of Tatooine was about the only way Leoma could find some fun on this planet, while he waited for a Jedi to contact him for another job of some sort.
Leoma came up on the local town, seeing if he could hustle some idiots for republic credits.
He slowed his speed, seeing as his way into town was blocked. He pulled up and faced a side of his speeder at the ones blocking his way.
The local thugs blocked his way. The leader of the group stepped up first. "I'll get straight to the point Leoma... Leave now and we won't shoot." Yelled the leader from a small distance.
"Isn't it usually the other way around?" Leoma yelled back
"Not this time, since we have you out numbered..." Leoma, only laughed, and slowly pressed a button on his speeder, opening a panel, and a grenade fired and blowing away more than half the thugs around the leader, who only stood there mouth gapping.... and then dropped his gun raising his hands. Leoma drove up to the leader and said, "Your sure?" and drove into town to the local Tavern.
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(Sorry for the wait. I'm still new to Star Wars... *Licks Cifero* Thanks for defending me. :)
Small note: If this hits "That's canon kill!", please tell me...)
Vesi crouched in the trees, watching curiously, and quietly, over the nearby trees. Her mistress had ventured out not too long before, off to a mission deep in the trees. It'd already been two hours since they'd hit pay dirt.
Her mistress, an older she-wolf, had taken her out on a reconisance mission on a Jedi base not too far out. The Jedi had set base deep in the forest of the planet, careful to keep transmissions and supply ships low key. It was very well hidden too. Much of the base was sheltered in a deep, high cave in the cliff nearby. The trees his the opening from unsuspecting eyes.
Vesi repositioned herself, looking into the cave through the branches. She sighed dejectedly. Her mistress had told her to observe for the time being. She was too conspicuous, sticking out awkwardly with her rather nervous temperment in crouded areas. She'd be ten times worse in a Jedi base.
She noted that there seemed a fair amount of activity in the base, though it could have been anything. Her mistress had said Jedi were notoriously easily spooked. Like rabbits.
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Darth Fulgur turned to his newest Initiate with a satisfied smile across his muzzle.
"So eager, Serpington. Soon, young one, soon," he says. Pausing, he paced the room.
"You have done well, Serpington. Your full induction into the Order is almost complete, but now, we must journey to the Core. Darth Radel, you, and I. We have some important business...with the Jedi. The Force has given me a vision of the Jedi Temple, and we are going to find out why."
Darth Fulgur smirks and looks at the door. "You may enter, my apprentice."
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"Master Razot! Finally!" Caldif skids to a halt and turns towards the Grand Master. "Jedi Knight Teryo is missing master. He didn't call in last night, and neither did this morning... Also, I sensed... darkness... A lot, and increasing. I... I fear Tyro is dead or... turned to the dark side..." He looks expectantly at the Grand master. "What do you think master? What should we do?"
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Warren's headache was somewhat pounding though his eyes were once again adjusting to the light from outside. He reached for support from Caldif's shoulder and steadied himself as the humid air warmed him up. Warren felt cold.
"I want you to investigate his last known location... I feel a disturbance in the force... I'm coming with you," he said breathing heavily as he stabilised himself. "I have a feeling Teryo is in grave danger... Go get ready"
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Having dropped the body of the dead Jedi off and collected her reward, she quickly makes her way back to the waiting HLAF-500. Making sure to stay out of sight, she jumps over some fallen trees(?) and pauses. She could sense that someone had been following her. It takes her a few moments, but she throws them off her tail and jumps into the star fighter, silently taking off and heading back to her concealed home.
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"Yes master." He lets go of the Grand Master. "Should we take any of the other knights with us? We might need more help." He looks behind him and notices padawan Thatch standing there. He isn't quite sure if the padawan had heard the conversation, or if he should hear what was said.
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"i am sorry master, but you know i grow restless sitting idle while i could be doing so much more. i have brought you the saber of yet another knight and have sabotaged three others R2 units, within the week those three shall fall aswell. i do not see wht you insist on testing my faith aainst such weak fools. but i shall continue to do as you please, for my masters sake."
*he looked calmly over at the door while pulling out a lightsaber, holding it out for darth fulgur to take* "blue crystel, fairly comman but still usefull."
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Warren's headache was somewhat pounding though his eyes were once again adjusting to the light from outside. He reached for support from Caldif's shoulder and steadied himself as the humid air warmed him up. Warren felt cold.
"I want you to investigate his last known location... I feel a disturbance in the force... I'm coming with you," he said breathing heavily as he stabilised himself. "I have a feeling Teryo is in grave danger... Go get ready"
"I'll come too."
Thatch walked up behind Caldif, a serious expression on his face,and nodded to Warren, handing him a letter. "I was told to give you this by the master on the Yavin base."
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"i am sorry master, but you know i grow restless sitting idle while i could be doing so much more. i have brought you the saber of yet another knight and have sabotaged three others R2 units, within the week those three shall fall aswell. i do not see wht you insist on testing my faith aainst such weak fools. but i shall continue to do as you please, for my masters sake."
*he looked calmly over at the door while pulling out a lightsaber, holding it out for darth fulgur to take* "blue crystel, fairly comman but still usefull."
Darth Fulgur took the lightsaber from Serpington and looked it over.
"Very good, Serpington. Very good, indeed...but now it is time to truly test your skills. Your skill at hiding your dark presence in the Force must be sharply honed. Be prepared to leave in the morning."
Without another word, Darth Fulgur exited the room and passed his apprentice.
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Dovu walked alone through the library of the Jedi Temple. He pulled back the sleeve of his robe and looked at his com-device that was beeping.
"Master, what can I do for you?"
"Just checking in, how are things at the temple?" He asked.
"Quite." Dovu answered.
"When was the last time you meditated?"
Dovu thought about what he should say. He had been procrastinating and skipping his meditation sessions. However he knew better than to lie.
"I havent since ive arrived master."
"Dovu, I know you dont like to do it, but its important. You will never become a Jedi Knight without it. Ive given you this lecture a thousand times, im not going to waste my breath anymore." He grunted with frustration. "Anyway, theres been strong disturbances in the force."
"Ive felt them too." Dovu said.
"Rumor has it a Jedi Knight by the name of Teryo has gone missing. You know what this means. I want you to investigate."
"Yes master, consider him found." The transmission ended, and Dovu exited the library to find some sources to talk to about Teryo.
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"as you wish master." serpington turned and left through another door. walking back out to the hanger and tending to the three crafts in the corner he had set as his living quaters, mostly clutered with parts of ships, droids, weapons and explosives. a small bettle like droid comes to life as he aproaches, scuttling out of the way quickly as the canister under it slowly opens.
inside the canister are his trophes, a few padawan braids, some rings, two halfs of a lightsabre mounted to show where his own had sliced through it and a few other trinkets and bones from his other victoms, adding a ring to the collection as the bug climbs up onto his shoulder. "soon. we will crush the jedi and return home. my banishment will be over by then, or i can end it myself if need be."
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Warren started towards the med-bay on the way to his quarters, taking the letter from Caldif and dismissing him as he continued. the ancient stone corridors melted past him as most of his movement was a blur. Fair enough to say that it was slowly getting better, though he could hardly remember how he got to the med-bay once he got there.
"Welcome Master Warren" the medical droid said as it scanned him and proceeded to inject a mild pain killer and inspect the inner fibres of Warren's brain.
"This seems to be the worst one so far. If this persists I fear it will result in brain damage"
"But the cause?" Waren said, gaining back his vision as his headache slowly waned away to a soft throb.
"The cause is still unknown, though I am detecting unusual behaviour with the medichloreans in your blood stream..."
"The force is killing me?"
"Perhaps. I've uploaded all data onto you ship's bacta tank computer. If it gets bad, the computer should manage it a lot better now"
"Thank you" Warren said as he stood up and moved to the door, the world seeming more solid and he found the letter given to him somehow still in his hand.
"Force be with you," the medical droid said.
"Or rather good luck"
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Dovu walked past one of the meditation temples, trying not to think about it. However the guilt became too much, and he decided head inside. He knew his master was right, it was necessary to rise through the ranks of the Jedi. He took off some pieces of armor and sat down comfortably. He cleared his thoughts, and listened to his subconscious. This was the part he had the most trouble with, blocking out his subconscious thoughts so he can think clearly. However this time was different, he heard the voice in his head fall silent. It started to scare him, but he kept focused. It was so quiet...
"Teryo! Where are you?!" Someone shouted. It was a vision, he couldnt believe it. However he had to keep his feelings out, and listen.
Suddenly a silhouette of a man appeared in his mind. The shadows faded, revealing a Master Jedi. Dovu had never seen him before in his life, but somehow he knew who he was. Master Warren. Then everything faded, and he could hear his own thoughts again.
He opened his eyes and thought for a minute, staring at the wall. He took a deep breath, then put his light armor back on and headed outside to find this Master Warren.
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Darth Fulgur took the lightsaber from Serpington and looked it over.
"Very good, Serpington. Very good, indeed...but now it is time to truly test your skills. Your skill at hiding your dark presence in the Force must be sharply honed. Be prepared to leave in the morning."
Without another word, Darth Fulgur exited the room and passed his apprentice.
she follows after him after casing a backwords glance at the newer sith. "what do you want me to do sir?" she asked quietly.
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"Pack your things and meet me in the training chamber. It's high time i taught you the secrets of Sith sorcery, my apprentice."
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"yes master" Darth Radel bows and hurries up to her room and grabs her pepacked bag. in her haste she fumbled and let her presence be felt. it was heavy, filled with unquenchable hatred and malice. She quickly forced it back under raps but she cursed her self at her stupidity. this was not going to go over well with her master... or the Jedi. she walked over to the window looked out for a brief second then walked out of her room with the bag in hand.
in a few minuets she was near the training room. she crouched low and snuck through the door her bag hovering precariously over her head. her concentration slipped and it came crashing down on her head and she accidently let out a curse.
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Darth Fulgur chuckled at his apprentice.
"Very good, Lady Radel. I'm sure no one heard that. Come, your training must begin beofre we depart."
He turned, gazing at his apprentice with glowing yellow eyes. Lowering himself into a cross legged position, he began to speak.
"Force powers manifest themselves in a myriad of ways. Telekinesis is one of the crudest forms of power. But to those select few, those born with a true understanding of the Force like you and I, the Force is the gateway to power unimagineable. Imagine, holding an enemy's mind in your paws, able to twist it, fool it, drive it insane, inflict pain, all with a thought. Sith Sorcery is the secret to all of that and more. The most common Sorcery ability is lightning, but as i've already taught you that, we shall move on to a more advanced ability: creating illusions. Imagine the Force as a veil..."
Later...
With the training completed, Fulgur retired to his quarters to study the layout of the Temple he had commissioned Serpington to steal. The Hall of Holocrons was located in one of it's lowest levels.
"There lies my prize...the holocrons of Sith Lords past... Soon they shall be mine...and the Jedi will be non the wiser."
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"Yes master." He lets go of the Grand Master. "Should we take any of the other knights with us? We might need more help." He looks behind him and notices padawan Thatch standing there. He isn't quite sure if the padawan had heard the conversation, or if he should hear what was said.
"I heard everything, sir," Thatch said, meeting the Knight's eyes. "I might not be a Knight yet, but I'm familiar with the dangers of working in the field." He bowed slightly. "If you'll have me, I would like to accompany you. Also, I have a ship, if that will be of any use."
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After being dismissed, Caldif walks off towards his room. He is not sure if they should let the young Thatch come with them... That is why he hadn't given a clear answer to the young padawan about if he should or could come with them on the mission... They might need more Jedi for this quest, but still, secrecy might be the better approach... Might, might, might... Nothing was sure anymore in these dark times... The Darkness was increasing, making the use of the Force harder than it ever had been before... Anyway, it was up to the Grand Master to make a decision about who should or shouldn't go with them...
Are the Sith behind this all, he suddenly wondered. There had been sightings of them the past few years, ranging from the Outer Rim to the Core worlds. Secretly, he wanted to meet one of these... fallen Jedi. It was something the Order hadn't learned him about, only that they were bad and should be exterminated on sight: capture had proven impossible. He wanted to know why, how, and every other question there was to ask about the Sith Lords. But he wasn't allowed to see the Holocrons about the ancient Sith, that were situated in the Hall of Holocrons.
Deep in thought, Caldif reached his room and entered, sat down on his bed and started meditating. He might get some answers this time... The Grand Master would call him if he had made his decision about the search... He let himself drift away on the shifting currents of the Force.
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Warren saved the letter from Thatch for until he got back to his chambers.
Sitting down at his desk, his headache gone, he examined the letter.
"It's been a while since I've gotten one of these" he thought to himself, "usually just transmit messages over the holo-net"
Warren adjusted himself to read the message under the light of the computerised wall panel that allowed him access to information from all over the galaxy. One of his ideas, though he doesn't take credit for it.
Opening the letter, he could tell it was probably from Yavin 4 and the Jedi temple there.
It read this:
Grand Master Warren
I have sent over at your request a new padawan learner to learn by your side.
We have high hopes from him, particularly so that we believe that he is right for you.
Thatch's background should be on the Jedi Database by the time you are reading this though I would like to point out that he is a long descendant of Bobba Fett and is in possession of the various belongings of the legendary Bounty Hunter, including the ship Slave 1.
We hope to hear great things of him
Master An'Drak Keel
Yavin 4
"Well this will be interesting" Warren thought before beckoning to a passing Jedi who was roaming past his doorway
"Bring me Thatch and Caldif"
Warren started researching the two on his wall pannel.
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Dark clouds gathering above the Jedi Temple... Dead and wounded men and women everywhere... An dead Jedi Knight, lying in a pool of dryed blood in some darkened room... Is it...???
With a start, Caldif returns from his meditating trance to reallity. Someone is knocking on the door. "Sir???" he stumbles out of bed and gives a command to the door, which slides open noiselessy. A young Jedi stands in the hallway. Caldif recognizes her. Lairya... yes, Lairya, Jedi Knight Lairya, that was her name. She is one of the Librarians, one of the keepers of the Holocrons, and every piece of information and evidence the Jedi had collected since the New Jedi Temple. "Grand Master Razot has called for you." He smiles at her. "Thanks for letting me know." He grabs his lightsaber and a second cape and leaves his room, which closes automatically behind him. Instead of leaving, Lairya walks with him for a bit.
"Is it true you are going on a quest with the Grand Master?"
"So it seems..."
"Where are you going???"
Caldif smiles. The Librarian types are always searching for information. "I... don't think I'm allowed to say that... Sorry, you will have to ask the Grand Master."
She smiles sadly and walks off, looking like she suddenly remembers something. "Where are you going?" Caldif asks, confused.
"Razot had asked for another Jedi to be brought to him."
"Who?"
"Padawan Tatch."
"Ah... Okay, good luck!" So, Thatch IS in fact going with them... Ah well, it's the Grand Masters choice.
Caldif quickly makes his way towards the Command-Centre, where Grand Master Razot will probably be.
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Thatch looked up as the Knight from before walked into the area, along with another Jedi who he did not know. Standing up, he walked over to them and met them halfway, bowing in respect. "Greetings, Knights," he asked, glancing between Caldif and the mystery Jedi. "May I ask why you came here?"
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Bright green eyes shone in the dim light of the lamp, writing down her latest kill. "Jedi knight Teryo, terminated. Job complete." She says with a light hiss after writing down the date of her kill. Switching off her automated notebook, she stands and walks to the next room, locking up her office. She places the hat she wears on the couch, stretching out and just relaxing. Time. She had enough of it before having to go off and kill one of the Sith this time. Rest was what she needed for the time being. Until then, the Sith she would be able to live for a while longer.
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Now THAT's a coincidence... "Thatch! We were just looking for you! This is Lairya, one of the Librarians guarding the databanks of the Jedi. She was actually the one searching you."
Lairya smiles at Thattch. "Yes, Grand Master Razot is searching for you, young Padawan. He wants you to meet him in the Command Centre. You and Knight Caldif."
She turns to Caldif. "I hope to speak with you again after your... quest? Is that the right word? Anyway, I have to do some more research in the Library about the Clone Wars. Still searching the fate of three more Jedi Knights, probably murdered under Order 66. See ya!"
She nods friendly towards Thatch before heading off.
"Well Thatch, now we both have to meet with Razot at the Command Centre, shall we walk together?" Caldif says, as he starts down the long hallway to the centre of the Temple, lined with statues of long forgotten Jedi Masters.
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Thatch nodded and followed behind Caldif. "Seems like a good idea to me."
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Walking down the hallway, Caldif thought it better to learn something about the Padawan that would accompany them on the mission. "So... you're not from around here, are you? You only recently joined us here, but you do already now quite a lot of ways to use the Force. You are stronger than most beginning Padawans..."
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Early the next morning...
Darth Fulgur roused himself from his meditation. He had forgone sleep ages ago; when one had the power of the Force, one did not need sleep. Stepping outside onto the balcony, he watched the twin suns rise over the forest. It was a glorious sight. He stood in admiration for a moment longer, then turned back to his chambers. Throwing on his black tunic and pants, he carried his robe and a satchel of civilian clothes down to the hangar. In a few short days, they would arrive at Coruscant, the Galactic Capital for millenia. Soon, he thought, the secrets of the ancient Sith will be mine...and the Jedi shall tremble bfore the might of the Sith once again!
There was a sense of forebodeing in the future, as if the events of the trip would be more than he thought...as if... But he put the thought out of his mind and concentrated on preparing the shuttle. Fulgur had never been one for machinery of any kind, but he knew enough to go over diagnostics. And, of course, he had his personal assistance droid, A6-C5. The Fellowship was nothing overly conspicuos. Just a simple transport shuttle for any modern traveling family. But, his party wouldn't need it to be.
When the preparations were complete, Fulgur sat on the loading ramp and began to meditate, peering into the future....
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Walking down the hallway, Caldif thought it better to learn something about the Padawan that would accompany them on the mission. "So... you're not from around here, are you? You only recently joined us here, but you do already now quite a lot of ways to use the Force. You are stronger than most beginning Padawans..."
Over hearing two Jedi talking in the hallway, Dovu turned back to look at them. Another Jedi Padawan sent to the same location....this was no coincidence.
"Excuse me...I'm new here as well. I was sent here by my master to investigate the fate of Jedi Knight Teryo. Perhaps you're here for the same reason as I am. Can you point me to who's in charge so I can get a proper assignment?"
Dovu bowed. "Forgive me. My name is Dovu. I am a Padawan as well."
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Walking down the hallway, Caldif thought it better to learn something about the Padawan that would accompany them on the mission. "So... you're not from around here, are you? You only recently joined us here, but you do already now quite a lot of ways to use the Force. You are stronger than most beginning Padawans..."
Thatch looked up at Caldif. "Well, I suppose you can thank my teacher for instructing me in the ways of the Force... not many Padawans are trained on Yavin 4 these days, since the temple here was made available again." He glanced out the window briefly, admiring the cityscape. "I actually was trying to come here, but the ship ran out of fuel and I had to stop on Yavin. The Grand Master there offered to tutor me in some of the Force's basic knowledge." He looked back at Caldif. "Surprisingly enough, I find the Force quite easy to use, despite only finding out I was force sensitive three years ago. It just takes some understanding and a basic knowledge, I suppose... and a good teacher, of course. Anyway, he sent me here to continue my training." He shrugged. "Is there anything else you'd like to know, or is..."
Thatch looked over at the Padawan who had addressed them. "Um... we were just going to see him, in fact," he said, flicking his tail. "You're welcome to join us."
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"Yes, feel free to walk with us." Another one? I'm... not quite sure if that will work out, if the Grand Master will like that... The Sith could be behind this... Ah well... We shall see, don't we? The Force has a meaning for everything... "Dovu, you said? You arrived new as well? Have you met Grand Master Razot yet? He would like to meet you!"
Caldif turns back to Thatch. "Yavin 4, huh? Beautiful planet! Lots of ancient temples there, I remember. How is the Master theredoing? I met him on one of my assignments. And, I don't want to be rude or anything, the ship you arrived with, is it really the... Slave 1???"
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Vesi headed back to the ship with her mistress. Following that lead had led nowhere, even when they'd thought they'd spotted a Jedi on a mission. She'd been so CLOSE! Of course that leopard had sensed her. Now, almost an hour walk later, her mistress took to the air with her, not saying a word in irritance. Vesi'd be in for it soon...
Her mistress turned on the communicater to speak to her dispatcher. "Darth Rusinga reporting in to Darth Fulger. We have the report for the small Jedi camp."
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"Yes, feel free to walk with us." Another one? I'm... not quite sure if that will work out, if the Grand Master will like that... The Sith could be behind this... Ah well... We shall see, don't we? The Force has a meaning for everything... "Dovu, you said? You arrived new as well? Have you met Grand Master Razot yet? He would like to meet you!"
Caldif turns back to Thatch. "Yavin 4, huh? Beautiful planet! Lots of ancient temples there, I remember. How is the Master theredoing? I met him on one of my assignments. And, I don't want to be rude or anything, the ship you arrived with, is it really the... Slave 1???"
Thatch looked over at Caldif. "Apparently you saw me land," he said calmly. "Yes, it is the Slave I. Why do you ask?"
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*serpington yawned, ending up spending all night working on his ships, fixing damage and doing general matinance on both his lightsabers and the two he kept as spares with blue crystals in them* hey cero. *the small droid scuttles to his side and looks at him* go find master fulgur. make sure to tell him that i'm going to go ahead of him and take my place in the temple then get in your place in flatliner, i want you to take it to coruscant and hide it the same as last time. *the droid maid a clicking sound and ran off to do as i was told while serpington loaded some of his gear into the stealth fighter he had arived in, loading other supplys into the fighter next to it*
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"I havent had the pleasure of meeting the grandmaster yet. I appreciate youre hospitality, thankyou." Dovu said to Caldif and Thatch, as he began to walk with them.
"Yes, Im new here to answer your question. Im originally from Nabu. My master sent me here while hes off taking care of some private matters. Ive never been to Yavin 4...but from what ive seen at the library, it reminds me a lot of my home village."
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Warren awaited the arival of the two, unexpecting the third.
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The message drone Darth Fulgur received from Serpington was no surprise. That's how he had taught the young Sith: trust few, and only place your allegiance to the Force and your self.
"Now, where is Radel? If she isn't here soon, she will have to find her own way to Coruscant."
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"Well, the Slave 1 IS one of the most famous starships in the whole Galaxy!!! It... well, it must be incredibly old by now. More than a thousand years? It still looks brand new! By the way, I saw you made some of your own adjustments. New Firefly 1500 Hyperdrive, if I'm not mistaken?"
Caldif turns to Dingo.
"How do you know about the... probable... fate of Jedi Knight Teryo? And why do you search him as well as we do, if I may be so rude to ask?"
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Awakening from her rest, she instantly felt paranoid. Brilliant green eyes scan the room as she stands, walking through her home at a crouch. Hissing softly once everything was clear, she grabs her gear and heads out to the town. She would gather a few mech parts and then go on her next hired job. She meets with a couple of other bounty hunters that she sometimes has to clean up after or work with on more than one occaision. Now they had something important she needed, and would most likely kill them if they tried to haggle up the price.
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"My master informed me of the incident. I wish I could tell you how he found out, but I do not know." Dovu said to Blizzard. "I search for him because thats what was asked of me. Just following my master's orders." He looked over and Thatch. "A Firefly 1500? Impressive. I would recommend an Ion engine if you're looking for more power, however it's bi-products can be....radioactive. Just make sure you're wearing the proper gear."
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"It's not either of those engines," Thatch said, continuing to walk. "It's actually both combined... I know that's kind of illegal, but it works great and there's no hazardous bi-products, and..." He suddenly noticed Blizzard. "Um... who are you?"
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*serpington waited till cero returned and climed into the stelth fighter before getting into his own ship. both ships taking off side by side and heading out into space. once out of the planets atmosphere cero jumped into towards coruscant while serpington turned towards tatooine instead* just got to go get some gear first
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Darth Fulgur decided to leave his apprentice to find her own way to Coruscant. His companions knew the plan, and he trusted them to know where to be and when: the Senate Distrcit, only a few kliks from the Jedi Temple's location. During the long jump to Coruscant, he set the auto-pilot and began to meditate, letting the Dark side flow through him, enveloping him in it's darkness.
*A long hyperspace jump later...*
Coruscant filled the transparasteel viewport of the cockpit, growing larger in view. Fulgur set a course for the Senate District's local hangar bay, then went back to the cargo hold to change into his nobleman's disguise. A great sense of excitment filled him, and he knew that soon, the secrets of the ancient Sith would be his.
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"We have almost arrived.", Caldif says, as they walk deeper and deeper into the huge Temple, "The Command Centre is just around the corner. But I must warn you: the Grand Master is not himself these days... He looks... weak, and he is almost invisible in the Force... I don't know what it is but... Whatever, just keep an eye out, okay?"
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Thatch nodded. "Of course, Master Caldif," he said, nodding as they entered the Grand Master's office.
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"I was wondering when you would all show up" Warren said, standing with arms crossed and the slightest of smiles as though he was keeping a joke to himself.
"however one of our brother's have gone missing..."
Warren noticed Dovu but carried on
"and we're going to go find him. I have ship ready for us to leave in the hanger. You can go ahead or walk with me there."
Warren casually walked out the room and towards the hanger bay, he felt cold, something was coming.
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Having gotten away with the mech parts, she has left the other bounty hunters before a scuffle had broken out mong them. It seemed like anyone was willing to kill for these parts. She'd met little resistance on the way out, which was probably best do the whole meeting of bounty hunters. Stepping back into her home, she places the mech parts on a self along with various other prizes claimed. Now, it was time to go find and kill this Sith ad claim a reward for the job. Making her way to the star fighter, she pauses for a second, but jumps in and heads to Coruscant.
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"Yes Master..."
The hangar is in the Northern part of the Temple, and filled with personal and Republic owned starfighter, freighters and small transport ships. Caldif's personal freighter, the 'Hawkeye Stardiver', is being readied by the ground personnel in advance. "Grand Master, if it's alright with you, I would like to use my own spacefreighter. It is adequately weaponized, having a carbonized protonbeam, an torpedo launchbay, and three laser-turrets, and has far better armor and shields than any others in his class. It can stand it's own against a modern corvette, possibly even a eldery Stardestroyer."
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Dovu followed behind the Grand Master, who seemed stressed out, so he didnt want to bother him with introductions. He felt a strong disturbance in the force, he knew something bad has happened, or was about to happen.
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"If you deem it necessary" Warren said to Caldif, before continuing down the passage, passing his gaze across Dovu.
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Thatch headed right to Slave I after the meeting and paid the dockmaster, then climbed aboard, took off the outer robes, and slipped into his green-tinted Mandalorian armor. Helmet in arm and lightsaber at belt (with the lightdagger in a secret boot compartment), he went to the other hanger to check on the others.
"How are things going?" he said, walking up to Caldif.
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"Pretty well, until now... My ship is warming up, ready for takeoff, but I got this weird feeling... The Force is trying to tell me something, but I can't put my finger on it..." Shakes his head. "Something... bad is coming... Evil... Be ready for anything, my friend... Anything."
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Thatch nodded. "I know what you mean," he said. "I've had a strange sense of foreboding ever since I landed on this planet..." The cat nodded. "Right... you be ready too." He looked up at the stars. "Whatever it is, I sense that it shall show itself soon..." He looked back at the Jedi. "Master... could it be a Sith Lord?"
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*serpington waisted little time on tatooine, seeking out the huts who owed him a favour and collected the gear he was after. soon after leaving and heading towards coruscant as planned.
he arived at coruscant and imediatly turned towards the jedi temple. knowing full well that none of them (still living) would know him by sight and that dressed in their robes rather than his armour most of them would ignore him as he walked their halls. he landed and quickly walked towards the exit, smirking slightly as he saw one of the droids he had 'worked on' with it's owner and his fighter. cero soon joined him, sending out an untracable signal to his master off planet* "we're in."
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Caldif looked gravely. "I... suspect it. Nothing can make such a huge impression on the Force, except the Sith..." He turns abrubtly. "We might be acting to quickly. It might all be a trap. The missing of our friend, the dark signs in the Force. Without our Master, the Jedi Temple is as good as defenceless. True, we got a tens of Knights here, but none of them is truely ready to fight a Sith Lord." He slowly makes his way towards the Grand Master."Let us all speak this through one more time. Our vision might be clouded here..."
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"I quite agree," Thatch said, looking toward the Grand Master. "This seems.... off."
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The signal from Serpington was not unexpected, but welcome. He sent a quick reply to him confirming reciept of the message and telling Serpington to proceed to the Temple. Sending a similar message to his apprentice.
Darth Fulgur's diguise was simple, but beneath it, he was lightly armored, his lightsaber on a mechanism attatched to his forearm designed to move the saber into his hand should he need it. Checking his supplies, he proceeded to signal for an aircab, and ordered the driver to the Jedi Temple.
The ride was short, but to him, it felt like hours. Even though the temple remained in veiw the entire time, it never seemed to get any closer. Finally, the cab touches down before a visitor's entrance. There was already a queue of people to get inside, but Fulgur knew he must take an alternate route. Knowing Serpington would meet him inside, he slipped into the shadows.
The halls were grand, but in a simple way. He knew that the Temple had consisted of five towers over a thousand years ago, but sometime during Luke Skywalker's reign as Grand master, some tragedy had occured, causing a rebuild of the temple into the pyramid. As he walked the hall, he tried his best to appear as a scholar, concealing his dark aura. The halls were quiet, and he knew he would not fail. He was an agent of the Force.
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Caldif walks up to the Grand Master. "Master, I am sorry to come up with this at the last moment but... I sense a great darkness. An huge evil. Close, very close. Might we be to quick in our decision to leave? Maybe it's better to stay here in the Temple... for the time being, of course.."
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Thatch nodded, but inside he thought: "However, I think the sith might be the LEAST of our problems..."
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*serpington kept to himself as he made his way to the large library, quietly exploring and using what he knew of hiding his preasance to throw off anyone who sensed him or got to close. cero joining him and copying any files he decided looked important*
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Darth Fulgur made his way to the Library, keeping his Force aura concealed, but making no attempt to hide his physical being. To any students that passed, he was nothing more than a scholar from a distant world. He did nothing to appear conspicuous, so he felt safe.
Once he arrived in the library, he checked his comlink again. The Trandoshans he had payed off before had finished their job. The charges were set. Once he found Serpington, they would make their way to the Vault...after causing a suitable distraction, of course.
Fulgur sent a message to Serpington, letting him know he was in the Library and was waiting for him.
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Warren suddenly stood still, eyes closed, probing the force yet finding nothing, everything quiet, his headache returning with a gentle thud in his temples, despite the medication he had taken not long ago.
Then he felt it as it rippled his spine and he collapsed to the ground, his headache attacking him now, stronger than ever.
Warren yelled in pain as piecing noises shook his ears, making them ring and his body went chill.
"SOUND THE ALARM" he yelled at the others and the group that was forming around him.
He wasn't sure what was going on, but he knew the dark energy of the Dark Side was near...
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Dovu knelt down to assist Warren. "Breathe deeply, it will be over soon. You guys go!" He said pointing to the others nearby. Having medical training he mixed together some fluids in a portable vial and held it in front of Warren's mouth. "Drink this, otherwise you will go into shock."
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Thatch nodded, slipping his helmet on and rushing into the building. "What could he have sensed?" he asked Caldif.
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Cero chirped the message to serpington, the two of them quickly finishing what they were doing and heading towards the meeting place on the ground floor. only having to wait a moment before spotting Darth Fulgur and heading over to him. starting to read a file cero hadn't copied yet and leaning on the end of a set of shelves, talking quietly. "master, is everyone in place? i have had no word from your apprentice and cero is still copying important documents."
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Warren tried to drink the mixture, but he went into spasms.
"AHH!" he screamed again "THE ALARM!"
He then cupped his hands over his ears to try block out the noise and went into a shaky fetal position on the floor.
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"Ï have no idea, but it can't be good...", he answered to Thatch. Around them, groups of Jedi and Republican soldiers were running around, swords and blasters drawn. There was no panic, no chaos. There was just the question: What in name of the Force was going on??? "We might not know for sure, but this reeks to Sith-play. I might be wrong, but I sense there are Sith here..." Caldif looked at Thatch. "Okay, let's ask ourselves a question... if you or I were a Sith, why would we come to the best defended and most dangerous place: the Temple of their archenemies? Why?"
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Thatch was silent for a few seconds. "I'd imagine that we'd be taking it back..." He widened his eyes within his helmet. "Oh..."
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"That indeed is a likely possibility. But we are here in the centre of Galactic Democracy. Do the Sith have enough men for such a job? Most unlikely, if you ask me... But still, what are they here for then? They could give us a huge blow if they made it into the Temple, true, but not one we can not prevail. I tell you, something is going on... and I can't seem to be able to put my finger on the right spot..."
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Thatch looked over at Caldif. "I have a bad feeling about this..."
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Darth Fulgur chuckled. "Yes," he said, "Everything is in place, Serpington. Let us make our way to the Holocron Vault. Blow the charges."
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Suddenly, it dawned to Caldif: "... Of course!!! The Library!!! They seek our knowledge, no, our knowledge on the ancient Sith themselves!!! It is the most likely reason!!!" He turns to Thatch. "We must go to the Library!!! We must save the documents and our Jedi colleagues!!!” And Lairya…
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Thatch nodded. "And your librarian friend..." Thinking quickly, the cat activated his jetpack and grabbed Caldif, blasting forward. "Which way is it?" he asks.
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"It's in the Westers wing of the Temple. Take a left here!!!" As they flew, Caldif opened a secure comlink to the Dovu. "Dovu! We suspect that there are Sith in the Temple!!! They are probably heading for the Library! Warn the Grand Master!!!"
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Darth Fulgur activated the detonator and blew the charges set on the other side of the Temple. He then proceeded to the Vault with Serpington and a cautious pace. If any Jedi were to show up, they were to act like panicked tourists...then kill them when their backs were turned. He sensed Jedi approaching the Library, so they had to move quickly.
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Suddenly, Thatch flew right through the hole in the wall, hovering in the air so he could place Caldif down, then landing himself. ""Let me guess," he asked. "Spring cleaning?"
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*cero went off on his own to keep an eye out for jedi while serpington went with darth fulgur. he positioned himself on top of a book shelf, using sensors to look for anyone acting out of the ordinary after the explosion, firing of silent tranquliser darts into anyone still in the library. waiting for whatever is coming*
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Darth Fulgur looked around the room, searching for the secret entrance to the Holocron Vault, knowing it would be concealed to the best of the Jedi's collective abilities. He reached out in the Force, searching the area for something...anything...to indicate some sort of concealment.
Finally, he found it. A shell of Force energy, surrounding an entire section of the Library. He moved over to it, drawing on the Force.
"Serpington, get down here," he called. With a surge of power and a flash of lightning, he blew through the barrier. The entrance to the Vault appeared out of thin air, and Darth Fulgur smirked.
"Come, Serpington," he said in a low, menacing voice, full of triumph. "The destiny of the Sith awaits."
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as you wish master. *serpington followed calmly, his two lightsabers in hand as a message is chirped to him from cero through his com device* master, a few of the stupider jedi younglings are trying to hide in the library. would you like me to go back and herd them into your ship. having a few children to teath our ways couldn't hurt.
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"Yes...yes, good thinking, Serpington. Meet me back here as quickly as you can. I will enter the Vault alone, for now. But hurry. The Ancient Sith will not wait for you."
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"Oh won't they?"
Thatch stood nearby, just out of reach.
"Ok, now that we've established that you two are sith, may I ask why you're here?" he said, tensing his muscles.
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serpington looked ofer towards thatch without flinching "master remind me to fix that droid when we get back to base. and do not wait for me. i will go to the second objective and secure the crystels. but first...." his sabres lit up, the blue blades flashing as he dashed forward, leaping into the air and using force push behind him to propel himself forward and force pull on thatch to force him directly into the attack. "DIE!"
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Darth Fulgur nodded to his apprentice, then ran through the entrance to the vault. As a precaution, he used the Force to recreate the illusion barrier around the entryway. He was faced with a long, steep staircase, descending into darkness. Using the Force to bolster his stamina, he ran down the stairs, barely making contact with them as he raced to the Holocrons. Just in case, he removed his lightsaber from it's harness.
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serpington looked ofer towards thatch without flinching "master remind me to fix that droid when we get back to base. and do not wait for me. i will go to the second objective and secure the crystels. but first...." his sabres lit up, the blue blades flashing as he dashed forward, leaping into the air and using force push behind him to propel himself forward and force pull on thatch to force him directly into the attack. "DIE!"
Thatch quickly drew his own lightsaber and activated it, barely deflecting the attack in time, then Force kicked off Serpington's chest and flipped backwards, landing on the ground. "You still didn't answer my question!" he said, jumping at Serpington and slashing at him only to injure.
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serpington smirked, ctching onto the roof out of easy reach of the jedi and quickly blocking the counter attack "and now why would you think i would tell you anything. for all you know i'm just a robot covered in fake skin, or a jedi working undercover. the question is. who do you think is more important to stop, me who would just as willingly tire you out then leave as either kill you and claim it was the sith. or the sith himself who you just let lock himself in the holocron vult?" he laughed jumping down behind thatchand quickly leaping back out of the way of any attacks "so make your choice. fight me and he escapes. go after him, i escape. you don't have the time to get us both."
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Darth Fulgur allowed himself a moment of awe as his eyes fell on the interior of the Holocron vault. The walls were lined with hundreds of pulsating crystaline constructs, ranging in size and shape, and each one a different shade of every color imaginable. In the center of the room was an alcove, dotted with the red pyramids of the Sith Holocrons. He could feel the power in the room; the knowledge of thousands of Jedi and Sith alike. And it would all be his. He moved forward slowly, savoring his victory.
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"Thatch, you deal with this guy. I will try to stop the other Sith." Using the Force, he runs towards the entrance to the Holocron Vault.
I must be fast... Isn't Lairya at the Holocrons now???
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He could feel the cloying presence of a Jedi approaching, racing down the stairs toward him. He decided to let the Jedi think he had caught him unawares...then kill him. Leaving the Holocrons for the moment, he leapt into the rafters of the low ceiling, then used the Force to create an illusion of himself where he had just been standing. He gripped his lightsaber tightly, waiting.
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*with a sigh serpington let the other jedi get closer to the barrier* droids, so unreliable some times. how cero didn't spot you tw is beyond me. but i just thought you'd like to know he is fully armed and watching over about twenty of your younglings. *he didn't think it would stop the jedi running, but was more hoping it would distract him from the book on the floor flying at his ankle and make the decision harder for the one he was against*
(don't forget there's a barrier blocking your way colioli4, might hurt if you just slamed straight into it)
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Thatch smiled. "Then you will escape." Suddenly, he kicked Serpington in the head and threw Caldif back. "Go save the younglings," he said. "I'll save your girlfriend." Wincing, he forced himself through the barrier using the force, then ran into the holocron room. He glanced back. "We shall meet again... Sith." With those words, he ran in, his senses at full function.
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"She is NOT my... oh, never mind,,," Caldif quickly runs past the Vault, which is by a lost Force technique, sealed of by a wall of pure power. The droid is there, and so are the younglings. Caldif throws his lightsaber with a mighty Force blow at the heavily armed droid, hoping to catch it off guard.
Meanwhile...
Lairya walked down the stairs towards the Holocron Vault and the Sith inside. She is a bit scared, but also knows she is a good swordfighter and Force user. This was HER territorium. "Leave this place, Sith."
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cero watched quietly as the jedi attacked a second droid which died without much of a fight, he quickly scuttled over to the man, being little more that a giant cockeroach in shape he moved quickly and stoped at his feet. chirping loudly to get his attention. meanwhile serpington rubed a little blood from his jaw and turned around, heading towards the main entrance of the libuary
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"What the..." With a push of the Force, Caldif tries to get the little droid away.
(Seriously, coakroach-size? Haha! Didn't expect that one :P )
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(he's only a foot long and like 6 inches wide, so a very big roach XD)
cero stumbles a bit, chirping angrily as the two wing like sections on his back open and he fires a wall of knock out darts. serpington started gathering up the yunglings and calmly hearding them towards the hanger.
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As he saw the librarian enter, he sensed a strong emotional conecction to...someone, closeby. Darth Fulgur decided to keep her away as leverage against the Jedi, crude, perhaps, but he needed a way out of here. So, using a Force suggestion from his perch, he put her to sleep and hauled her into the rafters. Suddenly, he heard footsteps, loud and hurried, coming down the stairs. He grinned maliciously as the armored Jedi ran in, lightsaber in hand, yelling at the apparition he had created.
As the Jedi leapt at the illusion, Darth Fulgur dropped down, lightsaber ignited, and sent a bolt of lightning at the Jedi.
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Just fast enough, Caldif is able to stop the darts mid-air using the Force. Seeing Serpington taking the younglings, he quickly jump over the little droid and heads after him, lightsaber swinging in Vaapad-style.
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Suddenly, Thatch appeared directly behind the sith and kicked him in the back, the illusion he had made dissapearing. "Nice try," he said. "But I know that trick."
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Darth Fulgur used the forward momentum to roll to a safe distance, then spun to face the Jedi. "Perhaps you Jedi aren't as weak as i thought." He flourished his lightsaber intracately, then took his ready stance. "Still weak, though." Fulgur lunged at the Jedi, weaving his crimson blade in a basket of slashes and stabs. He used a basic form to lure the Jedi into a false sense of security, allowing his concentration to be focused on a complex Force technique known as a "Force storm" to be unleashed later.
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Thatch focused on the fight not letting his guard down one bit.
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Darth Fulgur could tell this Jedi was skilled...but arrogant, as were all Jedi. He started to make his blocks and attacks more sluggish, less responsive, showing no finese, only a base survival fighting. Putting on the facade physiaclly and through the Force that he was growing tired. He let the Jedi disarm him, then fell to one knee. "Kill me then, Jedi."
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Thatch looked down at him. "Dude, knock it off, I know that trick!" he said. "I'm not some arrogant fop!"
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serpington gethered the younglings around himself tightly, making it imposible for the jedi to attack him without the jedi making himself the the enemy to the scared children. cero trill aiming at him and waiting for a clear shot with the darts. "come now children, quickly. you'll be safe with me." he shot a look back at the jedi, smirking calmly.
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Darth Fulgur smirked. "Perhaps you aren't as weak as i thought," he said, quietly. "And yet, still woefully ARROGANT!" On the last word, he unleashed his power, throwing the Jedi into a powerful whirlwind of Force energy. He sent lightning shocks through the vortex, then stepped back to load the Holocrons into a crash-proof hard-case.
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"Leave... the younglings... alone..." Caldif stepped forward threatingly. "Leave... this... place." The children were scared, and he felt in the Force that they would not listen to reason.
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Darth Fulgur smirked. "Perhaps you aren't as weak as i thought," he said, quietly. "And yet, still woefully ARROGANT!" On the last word, he unleashed his power, throwing the Jedi into a powerful whirlwind of Force energy. He sent lightning shocks through the vortex, then stepped back to load the Holocrons into a crash-proof hard-case.
Suddenly, Thatch broke free from the vortex and leaped at him. "Not arrogant," he said. "Just determined... and wearing a shock-proof suit of armor." He suddenly sped forward and slammed his fist straight into the side of the Sith's head, then stood between him and the holocrons.
It was then that he felt a disturbance in the Force....
"Caldif," he breathed, realizing the danger that the Jedi was in. He glanced down at the other man. "This isn't over, sir... but I am not the one to destroy you." Using the force, he grabbed the most important-looking Holocrons he could see, snatched up Lairya, and dashed away, slipping the Holocron into aenergy-and-crash proof case right before he forced himself and Lairya through the barrier. He gently set her down.
"Librarian, wake up!" he said, gently shaking her arm.
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"children stay behind me. i will protect you from this sith assasin." a small smirk on his face he activated his twin blue sabres, making sure to keep his expresion from the scared kids "you will not harm these children sith.
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Slowly, Darth Fulgur rose to his feet, his rage boiling inside him. He had to teach that Jedi a lesson, one that he soon wouldn't forget. He took the remaining Sith Holocrons and raced back up the passageway, lightsaber in hand. He burst through the barrier and saw the Jedi attempting to rouse the girl. Without hesitation, he grabbed the Jedi in a Force grip tight enough to crack some ribs and flung him into a wall with tremendous force. He grabbed the dropped case, the librarian, and dashed out of the library, trying to find Serpington in the Force. He used his comlink to signal his ship's computer to make it's way to the Temple as fast as possible. He then sent a message to Serpington to send him his location. When he received it, he made his way there as fast as possible.
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I... must... save... the... children... An intense hatred started in Caldif's body. That someone could be so cruel and evil, and weak, to hide behind children. And acting like a Jedi, and make HIM look like a Sith Lord... He took another step forward, and then felt the presence of the other Sith running out of the Library... together with... Lairya!!!
Where was Thatch? Had he failed? Was he as weak as those Sith? Caldif stood for a horrible choice. To protect the children, or one he loved...
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As he ran, he began to feel a seething hatred coming from somewhere up ahead. Darth Fulgur knew that feeling only too well, and he was determined to find the source...and bend it to his will.
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(STOP GODMODDING!!!)
Suddenly, a green blur flew out of nowhere, flying past serpington and landing between him and the younglings. Thatch stood up, breathing heavily with his saber drawn.
"Children... this man is no Jedi," he said, motioning to Serpington. "Don't trust him..."
He glanced past the snake at Caldif. "He's taken her hostage... nothing I could do... man was too strong... plus, he was pretty ticked off."
He sighed. "But despite what he thinks, the..."
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serpington was beyond caring at this point, grabbing the jedi who had stupidly got so close by the leg and pulling it out from under him with his hand like foot, stabbing one of his light sabres down next to the jedi's neck and staring at the other one "any one moves he gets sorter." looking down at the the one on the ground he moved the blade closer, letting him feel the heat as cero climbed onto his chest and latched onto his chest plate "you use the force on me, he explodes."
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Warren had been taken to the medical bay where he was treated again.
"You're better" Warren's medical had said, "though you were nearly killed by this unknown ailment. I'm afraid that soon you may be unable to use the force that fuels you as a cause of this."
"So I can still"
"Yes"
"Good"
Warren suddenly remembered something was wrong before he was brought here.
"Thank you" he said to the droid, and headed off to the holocraun vault with haste. He could feel someone was in a great amount of pain.
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The sight that met Darth Fulgur's eyes was one that made proud of Serpington. He saw the Jedi he had been fighting on the ground, Serpington standing over him with his lightsabers drawn and the younglings crowded around him. Another Jedi stood some distance away, fists clenched and shaking, a look of pain and hatred contorting his features.Fulgur suddenly realized that he was the source of the intense hate he was feeling. Guessing at Serpington's play, he said "Very good, Jedi Serpington. The Grand Master will be pleased that you are carrying out your mission so well. We must get these younglings to safety...for their own protection." He used the Force to impress his suggestion on the minds of the younglings.
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Warren was shocked at how calm everyone was. Everyone seemed shocked to seem Warren in a sense of urgency as he ran past towards the archives.
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"Try it... Move closer... I dare you..." Caldif spoke to both Serpington and the other Sith. He would not let them get away. He... would... NOT!!! "I DARE YOU!!!!!!!"
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Darth Fulgur was curious to see just how far the young Jedi across from him would go. The hatred rolling off of him was almost tangible. He placed the Librarian on the ground, pushed her into a corner with the Force, then stepped forward.
"Come, Jedi."
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Caldif raised his lightsaber slightly above his head, in the uncommon Vaapad-style, a style taught by the ancient Jedi Master Mace Windu, and specifically meant for the fight against other lightsaber-wielders. Feeling the Force surge through him as he never felt before, Caldif steps forward slowly, a slight grin on his face. "You first, Sith..."
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Darth Fulgur was impressed at the Jedi. His choice of Form, his bravery, and the river of Force energy he felt flowing through the young Jedi. This Jedi is powerful, he thought. He shows promise...if he can be turned, he would be a great asset to the Sith. He ignited his lightsaber and held it up, falling into his secondary form of Form VI, Niman. Building his energy for a Sith spell, he moved forward calmly, prepared to defend.
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Caldif starts the battle with a huge barrage of fast slashes, stabs and feints, using the Force to strengthen himself, while testing the others skills.
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Darh Fulgur defended himself, mostly dodging and redirecting. He knew they were testing each other, but, while his lightsaber skills were excellent, they were not his focus. The intracacies of the Force was his domain. And he called upon that knowledge, jumping away and loosing a fan of lightning at the Jedi.
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Warren reached the entrance to the archives, they were sealed. He probed the force and got nothing but pain and suffering.
"The dark side?" he thought to himself before attempting to un-seal the kortosis re-enforced steel door.
His first attempt was unsuccessful though he managed to gain access to the cameras inside.
What he saw was not far from heart breaking. Warren shed a tear.
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Suddenly, Thatch drew his lightsaber and drove it into Serpington's leg, then hit upwards, pucnhing him in the crotch. "ChhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaRGE!" he yelled, blasting Serpington into the ceiling. Getting up, he ran to Caldif's aid.
(Stop godmodding me!)
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(says the guy who just cripled me, low blowed me and then slamed me into the roof......while forgeting the bomb on his chest and the fact that as you stabed me i would heve removed your head. armoured or not...... -_-)
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(Dude, Cifero, accept defeat. You're quite frankly lucky to be alive after those stunts you pulled.)
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"Thatch, stay there. This one is MINE!!!" Caldif caught most of the stream of blue lightning on his blade, but some managed to touch his body. Pain flared through his whole body. Biting down the pain, he kept advancing towards the enemy, feeling the full power of Force racing through his body, giving his limbs strength to move.
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Darth Fulgur was not surprised by the Jeid's advance. The Force was flowing through him like a flood. Switching to Form III, he went on the defensive, blocking and diverting attacks, occasionally loosing lightning attacks his way. He knew he could destroy this Jedi with a thought, but he was testing him, seeing how far he would go to acheive his goal. Suddenly, Darth Fulgur knew he had to be turned to the dark side; such strength could not be wasted with the Jedi. He sent an impression to Serpington, occupied as he was, to fool the Jedi he was fighting into destroying the pillar shielding the librarian from view. This Jedi would be HIS!
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The Sith was retreating. Caldif smelled victory, but he was cautious. A Sith was untrustworthy, and a master in faking. Hedid, however, feel his strength growing, his connection to the Force getting stronger with each passing second. He had never seen so incredibly clear. His attacks became even faster than they already were, combined slight pushes and pulls with the Force to annoy and disturb the Sith.
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This Jedi is good, Darth Fulgur thought. As soon as he had gone on the defensive, the Jedi was on him, slashing and stabbing at every part of the Sith's body. Fulgur knew he could defend, but not for much longer. He had to either end the fight, killing the Jedi....or swing the fight back to HIS terms. He signaled Serpington to retreat to the ship with as many younglings as possible, then, without warning, he blasted the Jedi into a wall, then used the Force to cause the ceiling to fracture and fall. Dust billowed everywhere, rubble fell indiscrimanently. Quickly, Fulgur used the Force tocreate a bubble around himself, and the Jedi he fought.
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Serpington shifted at the last second, the jedi's sabre glancing along the side of his leg, catching the punch in the gut as his sabre tip slid along the jedi's throat, leaving. A long burn that was millimeters from lethal. Darth falgur's message was ignored as serpington got back up after being flung back, cero not being able to explode after all the kids run at the Jedi as he git up. Serpington hissed softly as his anger took over and he drew all four lightsabers,connecting the hilts to form two duel-bladed lightsabres instead of four singles. His pain was forgoten as he ran at the Jedi, mouth reaching to rip his throat out and two of the sabre points aimed for his armoured chest as he lept, force pushing himself forward faster.
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(says the guy who just cripled me, low blowed me and then slamed me into the roof......while forgeting the bomb on his chest and the fact that as you stabed me i would heve removed your head. armoured or not...... -_-)
(oh... well, I didn't know about the bomb... would've stayed in place then...)
(But hey, Luke did that to me and it was fine!)
Thatch almost cried out as the saber slashed across his throat painfully, knowing that it would be foolish to combat this man without more proper training... but he was free, and that was at least something.
Moving quickly, he ran into the midst of the group of younglings and put up a strong Force-shield. "Stay close to me!" he told them. "I'll see if I can get you to the door, but when the shield drops, I need you to run, ok?" With those words, he started moving toward the door, barely holding off Serpington's attacks and tossing the "bomb" off as an afterthought.
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serpington shouted and hissed in his primitive tongue, slashing and clawing at the shield before jumping into the air and sending a massive wave of force energy at the jedi. hitting the shield and trying to crush it from all sides. the power of the force push holding him against what remained of the roof. cero still in the forcefield atatched thin cables to some of the children while everyone was distracted, waiting till the right moment to make a break for it, dragging six scared younglings behind him over to darth falgur, leaving the rest with the jedi
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Warren reattempted slicing the panel, ripping it off... haste and worry... not good.
He evaluated the situation as he was going.
two Sith Lords in the archives, stopped by two jedi, librarian and younglings being held hostage.
He could feel the pain of Caldif as he turned to the darkside. Glimpsing again on the video feed he saw the one Sith Lord being almost beaten by Caldif who was being fueled by his anger. A Glimpse at the next monitor, he could see Thatch in a heated fight with the other Sith Lord.
The door panel beeped with failure...
"DAMNIT" Warren screamed
"use the force?" he thought, keeping his condition in mind "there is no choice"
Warren stepped back a few meters from the door and closed his eyes. He felt the force flow around him and concentrated it around him, then around the door. He could feel the mechanisms of the door. they were specificity designed not to be manipulated in this manner, otherwise the idea of an emergency anti-jedi blast door would be pointless. But with that, he broke the mechanism that held the door closed and it slid open.
Warren ran towards where he saw Caldif fighting...
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Caldif's attacks became even stronger as the Force grew and grew inside him. But still, the Sith Lord was able to defend himself, blocking and dodging every single attack and not falling for the many feints Caldif used as well. He barely noticed the bubble of the Force around them, the fight going on between Serpington and Thatch, the scared younglings, or the Grand Master, running towards them. He only had eyes for his enemy. And one single thought crossed his mind: I WILL KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!
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Thatch gasped as the children were dragged off. He glanced at the younglings who were left. "Okay, kids... this is really important," he said. "I need you to use the force to pull the others back here. I believe in you... RRGH!" With those words, he went back to focusing on the shield, inching carefully towards the door, noticing someone... Warren, maybe?... come running in.
The younglings focused as hard as they could on their classmates, maintaining a grip on Cero and pulling him back toward them.
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cero chirped in annoyance once he was back inside the shield and hit the rest of the younglings with knockout darts, aiming three for the gaps in plates of the jedi's armour, just to either put him in a coma or distract him. serpington was ready, suddenly moving and letting up on fis force push, dashing down and grabbig the kids cero had captured "master, we should leave before more of these insects arive.
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Suddenly, a green blade flashed through the air and sliced across Serpington's back. Thatch growled beneath his mask.
"Let them go," he said. "NOW."
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"fine!" spining around he threw the children in the jedi's face, knocking him to the ground with a solid kick to the stomache aswell "master are we leaving or am i going to start killing them?"
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Darth Fulgur had to make a decision. Soon. With blinding speed, he kicked the Jedi in the chest, pommel struck him in the head, and caught him quick. "Let's go!" He shouted at Serpington. He slung the Jedi over his back, took the case with the Holocrons in one hand, then began to pelt toward the exit where he had sent the signal for his ship.
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Losing consiousness fast, Caldif could just see Thatch, the younglings, the Grand Master and Lairya. D***... was the only thing he thought before he slipped into the grasp of a dreamless sleep.
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Warren intercepted the Siths' escape with a burst of speed and the advantage that he was actually surprisingly close to where they had entered.
"Put him down," he said calmly, drawing his lightsaber slowly as though it was as fragile as a butterfly.
"I'm afraid I can't let you leave this place"
With that he held his lightsaber to his side and ignited the bright blue blade, giving of a soft hum.
Warren was a known practitioner of the Tràkata style.
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serpington took the lead and force pushed the new jedi back aiming to throw him back out the door he had just come through and slam him against the wall rather than stop and fight him. already in a bad enough mood after the the one in armour he didn't want to prolong being around these anoyances any longer than the walk to his hidden ship while cero headed for the hanger through the vents.
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Thatch got up, hailing Republic guard. "Watch the younglings and Master Caldif," he said. "I have to go help." He looked from side to side, then handed the trusted, truly good guard a box. "Guard this with your life..." With those words, he sped out of the room, scooping up Lairya's lightsaber and dashing after the sith.
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A sense of gravity overcame Darth Fulgur as he came upon the Grand Master. This was what the Force had called him here for. He gave the unconscious Knight to Serpington, as well as the case, then told him to run. Squaring off against the Grand Master, he ignited his lightsaber, it's bright red glow casting a crimson glare on his surroundings.
"So, Grand Master of the weak, at last we meet. I've been looking forward to this meeting for quite sometime, though i did not expect it would come so soon. The Force has rewarded me greatly." With that, he began to circle the wisend Jedi.
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Warren picked himself back up, ignoring the powerful presence of this Sith Lords.
Using the force playfully, he tripped Serpington as he ran away, before igniting his lightsaber once again and standing in posture.
a certain grace could be seen in him, her was not going to be caught off guard by the force like that again.
Warren didn't say a word, only gave a cool like at Darth Fulgur as he released a Force Bubble, making it burst outwards creating an expanding ball of the force push.
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serpington rolled out of the trip, happily using the jedi on his shoulder to cushion the floor as he rolled. running he made it out of the temple without to much more attention. he looked up in time to see cero taking off and turning the fighter around, firing on the jedi ships docked around his masters transport. he dumped the unconcious jedi in the cargo hold of the stealth fighter cero had hidden before he arived. "damn jedi scum." he murrmered to himself carefully sitting in the cockpit and rubbing ointment on his burns, numbing his leg and back before taking off.
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Darth Fulgur could sense the wave coming, but he could do nothing to stop it. Thinking quickly, he used the Force leap back just as the wave reached him. He flew back, altering his angle at just the right moment to land with his hind-paws against the wall, then pushed off, aiming at the Grand master, and bringing his lightsaber to bear, slashing down as he approached.
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Warren lept at Darth Fulgur, letting his blade catch the Sith's, forcing the sabers to the side before turning his own off, resulting in Fulgur hopefully throwing him off balance as Warren is able to spin to keep his own balance and force push him.
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Darth Fulgur kept his composure, grabbing hold of the Warren and spinning in midair, throwing him to the ground.
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Warren quickly recovered (like a power ranger :P) and readied himself.
"who are you and why are you here" he said in a calm voice, disguising the touch of exhaustion as he used the force to push Darth Fulgar before he fully landed.
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Darth Fulgur chuckled at Warren's question. A number of possible answers occured to him, but he decided the truth was the most appropriate...at least part of it.
"I am Darth Fulgur, Dark Lord of the Sith," he said, then smirked. "And i am here by the will of the Force. Too long have the Jedi coveted the power they don't deserve and are unfit to hold. It is time that the Jedi burn in the fires of the Dark Side."
With that, Darth Fulgur blasted a fan of crackling Force energy at Warren, holding his lightsaber in his other hand, ready to strike.
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(im assuming force lighting? :P)
Warren caught the lightning with his lightsaber, his saber absorbing it.
"why now?" he asked, putting his lightsaber away and began circling Darth Fulgur.
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"You Jedi and your arrogance." Darth Fulgur chuckled as he circled in kind, placing his lightsaber back on his belt, but keeping his guard up.
"Can you not see the corruption? The arrogance in your ranks? I have seen the Jedi's so-called 'mercy' and 'protection.' You sit in your halls, a monument to your own lust for power, weak and lazy, while billions die elsewhere. You claim to protect the Alliance, when in fact, you are the cause of it's suffering. The Sith shall sweep you away, and usher in a new era of peace."
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"the sith have failed every time before, what makes now so different?" Warren said, discreetly influencing Darth Fulgur with the force as he continues circling him.
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The attempted Mind Trick flustered Darth Fulgur, but only because it was a pathetic attempt. He shook his head with a smile.
"You really think i can be influenced so easily? And besdies, the Sith have succeeded numerous times. The Force is balance, and the Jedi have remained in power far too long, and therefore have thrown off the balance of the Force. It is time for the Sith to REIGN!"
Suddenly, he used the Force to create a whirlwind in the room, tossing rubble everywhere and crushing the walls. He directed some of the rubble through windows and the ceiling, using all the rage and passion he could muster to flare in the dark side of the Force. It would be felt by all, Force-sensitives and mortals alike. The Jedi would feel it more acutely, but it wasn't about that. He meant to send a message to the galaxy: the Sith had returned, and they were coming. With that, Darth Fulgur ran, heading for the nearest exit to the outside, pelting to his ship. He didn't know if the Jedi had followed him, but he didn't care. If he escaped, victory would be his, and the Jedi knew it.
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Warren was overcome by another headache and blacked out.
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(Aw, how anticlimactic. XP )
Darth Fulgur dashed past dozens of Jedi, most were Padawans too young to know what he was, but others, whom he assumed were Knights, ignited their lightsabers and attempted to stop him. He cut them down without a second thought. Their appearances dwindled as he approached where his ship awaited him. They must have converged on their wound in the Temple, like blood flowing to a cut. He lowered the boarding ramp to his shuttle, then sped inside, preping the ship for take-off. He sent a message to Serpington to meet him at the Sith Temple on the planet they had named Elderion beyond the Rim.
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Thatch dashed into the hangar, which, ironically, was the one directly adjacent to the one that contained his ship. Taking out a beacon, he threw it at the ship as it was about to take off. The magnetic sensor started broadcasting immediately, completely undetectable by any means except for the gps unit in his armor.
Thatch watched the ship speed off, removing his helmet. It was then that he noticed the corpses.
"Dear god...." Rushing over, he saw that there was no hope... almost all of them had been sliced brutally in half except for one cat girl, most likely a Padawan hit by mistake, who was wincing and clutching her side.
Thatch sighed, collecting the lightsabers of the dead Jedi and using his force sense to lay them next to their owners, then gently kneeled down next to the girl.
"What happened?" he asked her.
The cat opened one eye.
"S-sith.... ran in... killed... all the... Jedi..." She winced. "Warren's... over there...."
Thatch nodded, placing a poultice on the injury. "Stay down, ok?" he said. "I'm going to go check on Warren."
Running over to the fox, he gently shook him. "Grand Master?"
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cero chirped in the ships cockpit, spotting the jedi throw something at the taking off ship. making the choice to go after the ship rather than try and hit him with the blasters, having used up all the missiles on the ships, he launched a mine into the hanger and sped off. chirping a message to darth fulgur to detour to a set of coodinates on an isolated rock planet a few systems away, adding that his ship needed repairs before sending the same location to serpington.
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Serpington's message came through, and Darth Fulgur acknowledged it, then made an inquiry about the Jedi.
*Is the Jedi secure? And the younglings?
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both serpington and cero replyed "i have the jedi. but i was forced to leave the younglings. the one in armour made me lose my composure. i am sorry master." cero sent his message to both ships, telling them both that he had managed to find three hiding on his way to the ship, and that they were sedated in the cargo hold of darth fulgur's ship.
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He read the message from the droid, went to verify, then replied.
*Very well, i shall meet you at the rendevous coordinates. We shall discuss our next move from there.*
With that, he punched the coordinates for the planet into the navicomputer, then jumped into hyperspace.
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Thatch's ears flicked up as the mine flew in. Thinking quickly, he used the Force on it to suspend it in midair, then moved it outside the hangar doors, drew a blaster, and shot it. The mine exploded safely outside the temple.
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The rocky planet hung like debris in an ocean, dull brown and uneven, a chunk of floatsam in the galaxy. The only reason it was classified as a "planet" was because of the atmosphere that surrounded it, barely thick enough to allow most sentients to breathe upon it's surface. Other than that, it was at best an asteroid. And that is where Darth Fulgur set his shuttle down, next to another ship with Serpington standing over it, making repairs. Fulgur shut down his ship's systems, then proceeded out to meet Serpington.
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Still unconcious, Caldif is plagued with dreams, visions send by the Dark side of the Force. He sees Lairya die, over and over, while nobody tries to help. Not Thatch, nor the Grand Master, nor anyone of his friends moves a finger to save her from Death. He tries to run towards her, rescue her, but is unable to move, to use the Force, to think cleary. He sees her get beheaded, fried by blue lightening, shot, split in two by a lightsaber, get vaporized: any possible way his tormented brain can think of, or is told by the darkness that can be the Force.
And with every time she dies, a part of his soul dies with her...
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Leaving the young girl, whose name was Isabel, to watch over the Grand Master, Thatch went back and tried to wake Caldif....
and found him gone.
Thatch widened his eyes. "Oh dear..."
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(cif he's with us in deepspace, you can't wake him up)
serpington wore a breathing aperatse, nearby the jedi he had captured was unconcious against some rocks with another breather keeping him alive. as soon as darth fulgur landed cero was up on his ship looking for whatever it was he saw attatch to it, soon finding and messing with the tracker, making the signal bounce around amongst the planets making it look like there are sevon of the ship all going away from each other, none of them the ship itself. then sticking the trackr to a nearby rock. serpingtil doing general work on both the fighter and stealth ship, ignoring his master for the moment along with his wounds.
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Darth Fulgur inspected Serpington's ship. It would take some time to repair fully. He used the Force to check on the condition of the captured Jedi. He was still unconscious. Nodding, he returned to his ship, then began to meditate. Using an ancient Sith spell, he entered the Jedi's mind and found roiling dreams, fear and anger tainting the subconscious air. He could feel the beginnings of the dark side festering and maturing in the young Jedi. Satisfied, Darth Fulgur pulled away, then simply let the Force flow through him.
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Running back to the other hangar, Thatch quickly found Dovu. "Sir!" he said, running up. "Come with me, please."
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Sitting in the cargo hold of his shuttle, Darth Fulgur opened the case of stolen Holocrons. He recognized one or two of them from his readings of ancient Sith tomes, but the rest, he would need to discover on his own. He removed on of the crimson pyramids slowly, as if the slightest ill-movement would shatter it. He set it on the ground and focused his Force energy on the crystaline structure. Soon, it began to glow, deep within it's depths. Suddenly, a hologram-like construct materialized above the Holocron. The image looked at Fulgur from the depths of of a dark black hood, and he could tell she was female. "I am Lumaya, Dark Lady of the Sith."
Darth Fulgur grinned, an evil look of hunger in his eyes, as he listened intently.
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serpington finished working on his ship, checking on the other one aswell before going to check on darth fulgur. standing and watching the projection quietly, waiting for it to finish before saying anything.
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Thatch chuckled to himself. "At least they never got the REAL holocrons," he thought, smiling at the slight of hand he had done, in which only a few of the ones the Sith stole were useful, and the most ancient and probably most vital ones were still safe.
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After committing everything Lumiya's holocron had said, he let the light within it dim again, then rose and turned to Serpington.
"I believe," he said without preamble, "that we should return to the Temple, prepare ourselves, and train our newest recruit. The dark side is strong in him."
He paused, then continued, "And, there is the matter of your asencion. You have proven yourself worthy of the dark side, and it is time for you to take your Sith name. What are your thoughts?"
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Thatch walked back into the hangar and went over to Isabel, who was watching after the Grand Master.
"Is he alright?" he asked her.
She looked over her shoulder and nodded. "Yeah... he's been unconscious for a while now, though..."
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Warren's eyes flickered open.
He sat up speechless and cuped his head in his hands.
He felt empty and he knew why...
He was no longer sensitive to the force.
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Thatch exhaled. "You gave us a scare, Grand master. We thought..." Suddenly he widened his eyes, sensing that the man before him was not a Jedi. "S... sir?"
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"i am no sith.i am an assasin and not worthy of a sith name. teach me what you will, that is your choice. mine is to stay what i am. but i agree with the rest. we should leave as soon as we are ready."
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Darth Fulgur nodded shortly.
"Very well. We must leave at once, before the Jedi wakes up. And," he felt the presences of the three younglings stashed away in the cargo hold of his shuttle, "We have some new recruits to or Order."
He dismissed Serpington, then began to prep his ship. His destination: Ziost. A lesser known home of the Sith, a planet festering with the Dark Side...exactly where he would turn the Jedi.
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serpington turned away and started heading for his ship, cero climbing into one and serpington put the jrdi into the other before climbing in himself and taking off.
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Ziost. While not the birthplace of the Sith, the planet held an imense place in Sith history. The ancient Sith such as Ajunta Pall, Darth Revan, and Lumiya had all set foot on the world. This place was a focal point for the Dark Side. In a far more ancient time, this planet was the homeworld of the Sith species, so it was only right that Darth Fulgur could come here to turn and train new Sith Acolytes.
He had established the Temple here long ago in one of the many ruins that dotted the planet's surface, a place for his Sith army to train and grow in the Force. This was a perfect opportunity to check on the Temple's progress, as he had long since learned it needed the attention. He had set in charge there the incompetent Darth Baceolus; a fool who knew how to teach the Dark Side, but was incapable of calling on it's full power. A weakling, and Darth Fulgur despised weakness.
He sent Serpington a message to come in quietly; Darth Fulgur knew the only way to check true progress was to catch it unaware. He set down on the landing pad large enough for a Star Destroyer, then waited for Serpington...and the welcoming party he sensed was arriving.
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serpington wasn't as fond of ziost as the others, even less fond of Darth Baceolus. reluctantly flying in and landing next to darth fulgur, cero landing on the other side. the two got out and silently waided for someone to come out to great them, hoping that it would be someone coming to tell them how much Baceolus had screwed up while they were away.
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Darth Fulgur could feel the dark side pulsing through the planet, like dark blood throught the veins of some enormous creature. The imensity of it almost knocked him to his feet; he had not felt so much power in one place in so long, having placed himself in isolation. But, he had to keep focus. I must revel some other time, he thought. Now is the time for business. Soon, Darth Baceolus, flanked by two Sith Acolytes, came through the door at the other end of the landing pad.
Darth Baceolus was a large specimen of a Sith, with broad shoulders, thick limbs and neck, and brutish features, he could easily have been mistaken for a Wampa. Despite his girth, however, Darth Fulgur knew he was as cunning as they came. He greeted them with his usual, deep, raspy voice.
"Greetings, my Lord." He bowed, making the gesture an insult. The Acolytes behind him bowed likewise, hiding their contempt for Baceolus in the Force, but not on their faces.
"What brings you to our humble little Temple?"
"I have simply come to check on the progress of the students, to give you a few new recruits to turn, to use the facilities...and to make sure you are doing your job correctly," said Fulgur, his tone neutral. "Serpington, bring the Jedi and younglings out. Now. Then remove yourself to wherever you wish."
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(FINE!)
(But please wait for Razot after this! You're gonna confuse the crap out of him if you don't stop!)
Thatch looked over at Isabel. "Is he..."
Isabel shook her head. "No.... he's not insane... but..." She reaches out gently and touches Razot's forehead. "I... I can barely sense the Force in him.... it's not as strong as it was before..."
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(lol remember it's Warren :P)
Warren lay done staring at the roof of the temple and tried to recollect his thoughts, he didn't really care about those directly around him as he was too focused on what he was trying to achieve.
A brief moment of blank staring at the roof and Warren sat up and looked at Thatch.
"Though I do not feel it now, I remember from before that the force is particularly strong within you" Warren looked up at the roof again
"I must speak with the rest of the Jedi Council, then your training can begin" Warren said as he pulled himself off the ground
"though I fear a lot more may be at stake"
Warren walked off to assemble a secret meeting with the Council.
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Thatch watched Warren walk off.
Isabel watched as well. "Hmm. Apparently there's something big going on..."
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As Darth Fulgur strode through the halls of the Ziost Temple, he half-listened to Darth Baceolus wax eloquent about the polotics of the Temple, telling him about all that had happened here since Fulgur's last visit. He didn't not pay much attention. Instead, he was searching the Temple with the Force, scanning every inch to feel how the recruits were fairing in their path along the Dark Side. He had ordered Serpington to place the Jedi they had captured in his personal quarters, where Fulgur would acquaint himself with him later. But for now, he needed to check on the recruits. They future was boiling with war, and he needed Sith, not weaklings.
Darth Fulgur had let Serpington roam the Temple as he pleased, but Fulgur could not feel him. He smirked. He had trained him well.
"As you can see, my Lord," Baceolus was saying, "our facilities are quite expansive. We have spared no expense..."
"I want to see your top students," Darth Fulgur interjected. "Now."
Darth Baceolus's outward countenance was unchanged, but in the Force, he seemed somewhat uneasy. "Very well, my Lord," he said, bowing so low as to make the gesture an insult, "they shall be brought here at once."
Darth Fulgur nodded, satsfied. He had to test these prospective Sith, if only to test Darth Baceolus's ability to teach and run the Temple.
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serpington walked around inside the base, hiding himself and looking for a far off hidden room to make his own. he settled for a cavern in the ventilation system. hidden, safe and unmonitored. also giving him the added benifit of being able to turn up anywhere in the base silently.
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Five students stood before Darth Fulgur, looking prepared and calm, but in the Force, they were trembling. He smirked slightly. These students would break before him. He removed his lightsaber from his belt and took his ready stance. Darth Baceolus stood off to the side, paws behind his back. Fulgur nodded.
"Go," said Baceolus.
The students ignited their lightsabers and charged at him. Fulgur was unimpressed, swatting aside the initial strikes and blow three of the students aside with the Force, while he quickly disarmed the other two.
"Pathetic," he said, sheathing his saber. "You have no place teaching here, Baceolus."
"I hardly think that's fair, my Lord," he said, defensively.
"Then prove it."
Without a word, Fulgur threw Baceolus into the wall, shaking the training room. Fulgur's anger was boiling over, and he channeled it into his attack, charging Baceolus, lightsaber drawn. Baceolus defended, but his technique was shoddy at best. Baceolus was a fool, and knew that Fulgur would beat him, but Fulgur didn't want to beat him. He wanted to destroy Baceolus, to humiliate him and prove he was a fool. Soon, he had Baceolus on the run, on the defensive. Scared. He tried to slash at Fulgur's head, but he over extended and Fulgur lunged in, slicing through Baceolus's arm at the elbow. Then, Fulgur opened his paw and shot Force lightning directly into his chest, driving Baceolus to his knee. Fulgur hovered the tip of his lightsaber by Baceolus's neck.
"You are no longer the head of this Temple," he said definitivly. He strode off to his chambers and found the captured Jedi, slumped against a wall.
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serpington was sneaking through the vents, setting up sensors, video cameras and small recorders in the openings to each room in the temple, even the unused ones. being a natural spy and not trusting the people in charge here he planed to so survalance on the entire place. wiring all the signals to divert through a small recever in Darth Baceolus' room so any suspition would fall on him while still keeping serpington's new lair hidden.
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Caldif tried to remember where he was. His mind was filled with thoughts of hatred, anger, greed and lust for power.
He could see.
The Force had never been so strong in him as of that moment. He felt the flow of the ancient energy, felt it surge through him, powering his arms, legs, heart, and clearing his mind.
He noticed a vast darkness approaching him. It was one of the Sith that had attacked him in the Temple! With an animal growl, he stood straight and pushed with his newfound might in the Force at the Sith, wanting to blow him away.
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Darth Fulgur had anticipated an attack of some kind from the Jedi, but the power behind it was unexpected. Easily deflected, but enexpected.
"How pathetic," he said with a smirk, using the Force to imobilize the Jedi against a wall. "But, it is all that is to be expected from a Jedi. Weak, narrow minded. But you...I sense potential. Tell me, what are you called, Jedi?"
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"YOU CAN CALL ME YOUR DOOM!!!" Caldif raged, as he tried in vain to get clear from the invisible force pushing him against the wall. "LET ME GO!!!"
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Thatch sighed and waited for Warren to finish the meeting, talking with Isabel while he waited.
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"YOU CAN CALL ME YOUR DOOM!!!" Caldif raged, as he tried in vain to get clear from the invisible force pushing him against the wall. "LET ME GO!!!"
Darth Fulgur chuckled at the Jedi's outburst. Other thasn that, however, there was nothing to chuckle about. The dark side was rolling off of him in wave so strong, the air seemed to shimmer. He would be a powerful addition to the Sith.
"Such anger from a Jedi," he said, cooly. "The Council would frown upon such rage, would they not? Tell me, Jedi, what it is you feel."
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serpington and cero ended up laying in one f the offshooting smaller ducts when they heard someone aproaching. another being hiding their force energy but to a lesser extent. he snuck up behind them, it was one of the young sith children in training, stealing treats from the kitchens. "shouldn't you be training?" the little girl froze, turning around and trying not to scream. "it's ok, i'll tell you what, youlet me have one of those lemon tarts, i help teach you how to become better at sneeking around, how to be an assassin."
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"I feel power behond anyones imagination! Behond yours! I don't need the council to look after me! Let me go and I'll show you!!!"
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Darth Fulgur chuckled, remembering how he had felt when he had first touched the Dark Side. But Fulgur knew what most Sith forgot: arrogance is the downfall of all beings, Light or Dark Side. So, if this Jedi was going to break, Fulgur first had to break his pride.
Still keeping the Jedi pinned, he went to the door and locked it. Then he released the Jedi and turned to face him.
"Show me then, Jedi. But i can assure you, what you are about to experience is a mere TASTE of true power."
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Climbing to his feet a bit more weakly than he would have liked, Caldif gathered great amounts of the Force inside him, releasing them in a strong tidal wave of strength towards the hated Sith Lord with an growl.
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Darth Fulgur laughed, merely shrugging of the attack. After a minute, he blasted the Jedi with Force lightning, at the same time using the Force to create illusions in the Jedi's mind.
"This is what true power feels like," Fulgur said, releasing the Jedi. "The power of the Dark Side. The Jedi would have you believe that it is evil, wrong. But they are wrong. This power can be yours, Jedi. What will it be?"
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Warren returned from the meeting with the council and went to Thatch.
"the council has decided that you are to come with me to rescue the stolen jedi and younglings. I am to teach you along the was as the council see great potential in you. I have lost all power over the force and so it is up to you to search your feelings as to where they may be. I am now but a simple guide."
Warren took a breath
"we are not to attac ourselves, but to find evidence of the sith threat and then report to the council, we will use your personal ship as a jedi ship would be too conspicuous. any questions?"
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Thatch nodded. "A few... first of all, Can Isabel come with us as well? And second..." He stared at him. "Wait... what do you mean great potential? I'm no Luke Skywalker!"
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"yes we can and we shall see" Warren said with a stern face.
"after you" Warren said as he gestured towards the docking bays
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Thatch stood up and walked towards the hangar. "Well... hopefully, the force beacon I attatched to their ship came with them all the way... even if it's destroyed, I suppose I could still pinpoint their location..."
Isabel walked beside Razot. "Sir.... did you... know this would happen?"
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The power feels too good, too awesome. Finally, Caldif could be as powerful as any other Jedi. Or Sith. Deep inside Caldif's mind, a soft voice tries to make him remember the Order, the Light, but the illusions of the Sith Lord slowly drown it, untill it is no longer able to make itself heard. Caldif slowly lifts his head, not even feeling the burns the blue energy left on his body, his eyes bloodshot. "Teach... me...", he bows his head, "... Master..."
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Darth Fulgur smirked and let the lightning die. "Very good...my apprentice. You've taken the first step on the path to the Dark Side. The power you crave shall be yours."
He began to pace around the young former-Jedi, speaking softly, enticingly.
"The Jedi hid this power from you. They feared that you would become more powerful than they. You shall have your power, and the Jedi will be powerless."
He looked down upon his newest Sith.
"Before you gain your Sith title, you must first be tested."
He contacted Serpington on his comlink.
"Come to my quarters immediately. We have a new Sith how need's...breaking in."
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Caldif nodded slowly. His hunger for Power would be stilled. Finally. He waited for the test to begin.
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"I had a feeling that such events would unfold, only i wasn't sure when"
Warren looked puzzled for a moment then looked up
"I do not think it wise that we delay this any further"
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"I had a feeling that such events would unfold, only i wasn't sure when"
Warren looked puzzled for a moment then looked up
"I do not think it wise that we delay this any further"
Thatch nodded. "Good idea... Let's go."
Walking up to the Slave 1, Thatch lowered the entry ramp and held a hand out toward it. "After you, Grand Master... and you too, Isabel..."
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Serpington escorted the child back to her room, the two of them quietly talking and sharing sweets, when he was contacted. "At once master." he took the long way, dropping the girl off at her room, and letting cero keep her company, before heading to Darth Fulgur's room. he silently dropped out of the vent behind the Jedi and his master and watched. not really worried about if they even noticed his arrival.
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Caldif turned around slowly as he heard the Sith Lord's apprentice approach. It was the same Sith as he had seen and fought in the Jedi Temple. Caldif felt his emotions rise again. The Sith had to die. But some smarter part of his mind told him to relax and stay focused. First gain power, then the thoughts of hatred and murder of these Sith scum could cross his mind again. Caldif looked expectantly to the Sith Lord, waiting for an explanation about the test.
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Serpington hissed a bit, taking a better look at the scum Darth Fulgur thought worthy. licking his lips and tasting his scents. he thought back while looking down at the jedi, his long tail slowly slithering around behind him, twitching every few seconds as if he was waiting fr something. hoping for something. he slow lent over, coming within millimeters of the living seared meat and whispered soft enough that Darth Fulgur would not hear.
"you look like him. you smell like him. you taste like him. you sound like him. you fight like him. the jedi heretic who ceased all life from my home world."
he walked back, looking at his master. "if you wish me to be part of his training.......do not expect him to be alive enough to use it......master."
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(Sorry about the late post. Internet connection's been Bantha poodoo.)
"Rise, former-Jedi," commanded Darth Fulgur. He looked at Serpington and tried to read him in the Force. It was quite impossible. As soon as he had taught the assassin to hide himself in the Force, he had employed it constantly. But Fulgur knew that he wanted the Jedi dead. If he didn't, Serpington would not be here still. Fulgur glared at the newest member of the Sith, keeping his muzzle and Force aura devoid of emotion. He grabbed his lightsaber off his belt and tossed it to the Jedi.
"You will fight my assassin, Serpington. Both of you may use whatever Force techniques that may come to you."
Giving no further instructions, Darth Fulgur stepped back and let the chaos ensue.
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Caldif caught the blade, ignited it and Force-jumped towards the assassin, taking the momental offensive.
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Serpington let out a snarling hiss, not bothering to draw his blades and instead cracking his knuckles and calling up his force energy. slamming the scum down to the floor with as much force as he could muster. "know your place dirt. i'm going to enjoy this." drawing his sabers he stepped forward, hoping Darth Fulgur wouldn't mind him killing his new little pet.
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Caldif only saw the attack coming a couple of milliseconds in advance. He was able to twist his body partly out of the way, which resulted in none of his bones being broken, but still the force of the attack brought him down to his knees. He still had his lightsaber though, thank the Force. He rolled up to meet his assailant, blade raised. "Me too..." he answered.
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Serpington watched closely, hissing quietly and waiting, still hiding his force energy and slowly altering his scales, becoming see-through as his rag like clothes dropped to the floor and he put away his sabres. "try killing what you can't find Jedi Calicio."
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"Trying to hide from that what you can not kill?" Caldif kept his blade raised, searching for his target, his Force sense tricked by the other's hiding skills.
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suddenly his sabre came in a swooping slash from above, the lizards voice coming from everywhere at once. "i could have killed you at any moment filth. but the punishment for killing his pets and playthings isn't as fun."
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Caldif parried cleanly and attacked with a flurry of fast strikes of the sabre. "Scared?" he sniggered.
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a few more attacks came out thin air, seeming to just appear and vanish in seconds "no, just smart enough to know who not to get on the bad side of."
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Darth Fulgur watched the two battling proudly, heady with the hatred boiling in the room. He was proud of Serpington like a swordsmith is proud of his craft. And he was proud with himself for having seen the potential in the young Jedi. He would become a powerful Sith. Fulgur hoped that the two would not kill each other, as that was not the point of this excersise. He wanted to gague the Jedi's fighting style, see how he would adapt, and above all, see how well he could use his emotions without becoming a feral dark-side beast.
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"Of course..." Caldif suddenly threw his sword with the help of the Force in a short eclips around him, trying to find the Sith.
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serpington ducked under the clumsy attack, lunging low and swinging at the foolish jedi's legs
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Able to see the attack coming, Caldif jumps backwards over the swinging blade and lands in a defensive stance.
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Darth Fulgur had seen enough. Drawing on the Force, he forced the two away from each other, pinning them in place. He went over to the Jedi.
"Very good, my new apprentice. You have done well. But now, the real test begins. Stay here, meditate, let the dark side flow through you, and your final test will be revealed. Should you survive, come to me."
He left the room, gesturing at Serpington to follow.
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Serpington followed, watching the jedi as he left. as soon as he was outside he noticed the little girl from before, tracking him using cero's homing programing and couldn't help but smile. "what do you wish of me master?"
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Darth Fulgur turned to Serpington, a proud look in his eye.
"I must say, you did well against the Jedi. An impressive display of the Dark Side. But that is not what I wish to speak to you about."
He did a quick sweep of the area in the Force. Discovering no one, he turned his attention back to Serpington.
"I want you to eliminate Darth Baceolus. But I don't just want him killed, I want to make an example of him. When you have killed him, take his body into the disposal pit. Pin him to a wall and leave him there. Someone will find him eventually."
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"if you wish to make an example of him....might i chose what i do with the body master?" he asked calmly, noticing Darth Fulgur hadn't noticed her and feeling a little proud of that fact as she vanished into a vent with cero to wait for him.
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Darth Fulgur considered the offer. He knew Serpington was a vicious and cruel assassin, but he was also cunning. He must have an ulterior motive, if not for that, then for something. But Fulgur saw no reason not to let him have free regin for this cruel act.
"Yes, Serpington."
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he bowed his head and smiled "thank you master." was all he said before walking off. slipping into the vents again and getting his new student to follow him. "child, did you hear our mission?"
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The Sith Lord and the Assassin left the room, leaving Caldif behind with his poisonous thoughts. His mood seemed to infest the room itself, remaking it into something... Dark. Wicked. Insane. Caldif sat down slowly, and tried to meditate. But his own mental voice was overwhelmed by those in his head. The screaming, cruel voices, whispering about him, the Jedi, his friends, the Galaxy...
... His loved one...