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Post by Darth Flvin on Nov 17, 2014 14:28:55 GMT -8
Lord Flvin lowered his hands momentarily, watching as the Echani blew back from the sudden electric attack. He eyed her large scorched skin and smiled, things were looking good. He looked towards her eyes, and watched as the darkness rolled over them. She had finally begun to embrace her feelings, and used them to her advantage. He dropped his lightsaber down to his right side, opening up his guard. His feet lay flat, and his body stood with a slight flex. He kept his posture straight, and prepared himself for the eventual counter-attack.
The Echani charged forward, lunging with every step. Her left foot struck forward, plunging her lightsaber forward towards the Dark Lord's chest. He was prepared however, and made a slight movement with his right arm. As he brought his lightsaber across his chest from right to left, he gripped the bottom of his hilt with his left hand. With cunning speed and great strength, he attempted to parry the fledglings lightsaber. The two sparked upon contact, and bounced away from each quickly afterwards. As that happened, the Dark Lord brought up his left hand again for another attack. He felt the darkness surge through his hand, quickly racing out of his fingertips. The same teal energy from before, raced across the open space with excitement. The chain of lightning struck with great force, spreading upon contact. As the lightning poured out of his fingers, the Dark Lord slowly walked closer to the Echani Captain.
"Peace is a lie, there is only passion!"
Right after he finished his sentence, he deactivated his blade with his right hand. He placed his right hand adjacent to his left, and began releasing teal energy from it. Both hands were held up in front of him, releasing large amounts of electrical currents. The damage would be very painful, but pain and suffering would only lead to strength and victory.
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Post by Darth Obitus on Nov 22, 2014 9:30:23 GMT -8
Obitus sat on the side of a small sand dune with his walking stick laid by his left side. He watched the tense scene erupt into violence yet the Sith sat and took no action. His old eyes observed the scene, the sneaky slave, the eager Captain, the confident Lord. They all played their part in the puppet show of life, even Obitus, the old man, had his part to play. His old eyes moved from the gun fight the Twi'lek was instigating towards the much more interesting sabre duel. The Sith caste his impartial and judging eyes over the movements both participants were making, storing them in his evil mind for use later.
He felt no need to participate in the unfolding action, instead he just sat and watch, subtly using the Force to deflect some smaller pieces of the exploding shuttle away from him.
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Post by Atia on Nov 26, 2014 6:48:20 GMT -8
She knew too the statistics of withstanding a blaster barrage. In the end, the Bank always wins.
She was a good force user, but not fully trained. She has only honed her force techniques for the last two years, learning the few she knew well so she could get into service as a full fledged Banshee. Not many of her kind owned the ability to manipulate the Force, and her Mistress had little time to teach her. But, the few powers she could use, she did. Her limits were drawn though.
With a last ditch effort, she excerted a force push as an other bolt was deflected to the sands. It was weak, since she had allready used the force twice, but it was not aimed at the opposition. She pushed at the sand between her and the soldiers, creating a cloud of sand, obsucring vision for a couple of seconds, and stopping a couple bolts (it was actually kinda beautifull, as explosions spread light inside the small cloud, it is unfortunate you good readers can only read it, and not see).
Her belt vibrated once. It was time, she had also believed. It was the signal that the stealth field was ready to be used again, so she slammed her right free hand on it, as she disengaged her lightsaber. As the stealth field was engaged, she also disengaged the Sound negating device. there were sounds in the world again.
She started to circle around to the right, to try and flank the enemy, whom hopefully were now a bit distracted by the wave of sand coming their way. She aimed to get closer and get into a position where their cover would do them no good. She also drew her blaster, and was ready to deflect any incoming fire with the saber.
She was also glad to hear her Master was still operational, and in a preachy mood. One could not glance at him, but she guessed he was gaining ground.
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Post by Lillith on Nov 27, 2014 6:21:43 GMT -8
Too late the Echani realized she'd let her anger blind her to the danger Flvin presented. Her attack had been sloppy, easily countered, and had left her open to another attack. The rage in her eyes quickly gave way to fear as her saber was knocked to the side and a gout of electrical energy rose up in the wake of the Sith's defense. A ragged scream escaped her as the lightning smashed into her with tidal force. Waves of pain rolled over her, and a looming black tide of unconsciousness rose up. Lillith's saberstaff went spinning away, deactivating as it clattered to Korriban's rocky soil a few meters to her left.
The Echani mercenary herself was flung backward, away from the Sith, and soon found herself kneeling, arms crossed in front of her in a futile attempt to ward off the attack. Smoke rose from her armor as the onslaught continued, and despite herself another scream escaped her lips. She had been an acolyte of the Sith Empire before its destruction, and as such she was no stranger to pain or punishment, but this...this was colossal. The pain was a living thing inside of her, threatening to consume her sanity.
"I-" she choked, the energy coursing through her making it almost impossible to speak, "I yield!"
Her soldiers didn't cease firing as the cloud of sand rose up. The tricks of forcies were well known to them. But as it dusted past them and sound suddenly returned, they heard the voice of their commander raised in surrender. Stunned, they lowered their rifles and looked at one another, looking to see if their comrades had heard it too. One look at the woman crumpled in the dust, near death, told them all they needed to know. One by one they dropped their rifles and raised their hands.
They were finished.
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Post by Darth Obitus on Dec 4, 2014 8:06:51 GMT -8
The fight was brought to a sudden end with the surrender of the Echani and her little band of soldiers. All the effects, whether they be Force or technologically instigated, that had been present during the fight had ceased. There was a calm after the fight that was permeated by one sound, that of the slow-clap of Darth Obitus. During his clap he stared right at Lillith, his usual scowl painted across his face. He stopped clapping after about thirty seconds, enough for the desired effect, and slowly stood with the aid of his walking stick that was sat beside him. He then turned away from the scene on top of the small hill he had been sitting up and began to walk back towards the academy.
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Post by Darth Flvin on Dec 6, 2014 10:55:44 GMT -8
Too late the Echani realized she'd let her anger blind her to the danger Flvin presented. Her attack had been sloppy, easily countered, and had left her open to another attack. The rage in her eyes quickly gave way to fear as her saber was knocked to the side and a gout of electrical energy rose up in the wake of the Sith's defense. A ragged scream escaped her as the lightning smashed into her with tidal force. Waves of pain rolled over her, and a looming black tide of unconsciousness rose up. Lillith's saberstaff went spinning away, deactivating as it clattered to Korriban's rocky soil a few meters to her left.
The Echani mercenary herself was flung backward, away from the Sith, and soon found herself kneeling, arms crossed in front of her in a futile attempt to ward off the attack. Smoke rose from her armor as the onslaught continued, and despite herself another scream escaped her lips. She had been an acolyte of the Sith Empire before its destruction, and as such she was no stranger to pain or punishment, but this...this was colossal. The pain was a living thing inside of her, threatening to consume her sanity. "I-" she choked, the energy coursing through her making it almost impossible to speak, "I yield!" Her soldiers didn't cease firing as the cloud of sand rose up. The tricks of forcies were well known to them. But as it dusted past them and sound suddenly returned, they heard the voice of their commander raised in surrender. Stunned, they lowered their rifles and looked at one another, looking to see if their comrades had heard it too. One look at the woman crumpled in the dust, near death, told them all they needed to know. One by one they dropped their rifles and raised their hands.
They were finished. *** As the Sith Lord was interacting with the Echani, the Stormtrooper in charge of the garrison began ordering troops to different tasks. A platoon of soldiers ran over to the Echani's militia, offering first aid and replenishment. Another group of troopers stood guard near the Dark Lord, providing protection from any further attacks. The Commander crunched his hand for a second, then looked back to the organized movements of his troops. He stood by the Dark Lord's side, and waited for further orders to be given. |
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Post by Atia on Dec 10, 2014 10:12:35 GMT -8
There was a problem. The twilek slave ordered the Echanis men to the floor, right after her order to disarm sounded. Those that would not comply would be shot with stun bolts. Those that did, would be searched, and their weapons and valuables would be put in a pile. Nobody would be allowed close to the pile, she claimed it was hers and her masters. She seemed rather angry about it, and her demeanor spelled that she would hurt anyone whom would take her and her masters posessions seriously.
She glanced over to her Master, whom was still in interaction with the fallen. She will not interupt untill asked.
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Post by Darth Flvin on Jan 12, 2015 12:08:42 GMT -8
There was a problem. The twilek slave ordered the Echanis men to the floor, right after her order to disarm sounded. Those that would not comply would be shot with stun bolts. Those that did, would be searched, and their weapons and valuables would be put in a pile. Nobody would be allowed close to the pile, she claimed it was hers and her masters. She seemed rather angry about it, and her demeanor spelled that she would hurt anyone whom would take her and her masters posessions seriously.
She glanced over to her Master, whom was still in interaction with the fallen. She will not interupt untill asked.
"I want all Brotherhood Members inside the Academy at once, we have much to discuss."He continued walking, and would eventually enter the Academy's doors unscathed. |
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Post by Atia on Jan 12, 2015 12:25:29 GMT -8
The twilek bowed to her master, and looked at the pile. She guessed it was around 4-5 thausand credits worth. That was at least something. The survived LAAT bits should catch 10 more G-s. Good.
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"Hear me! Those that touch this pile, will be hunted down and fed their own eyes!"
She gave them an evil look, and then ran off after her Master. They had some things to discuss.
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Post by Darth Saress on Jan 23, 2015 19:38:19 GMT -8
Nearly an hour had passed since the Red Sith accepted Sarah as his student. Together, the two of them rode out onto the open terrain of the Sith Homeworld of Korriban. Sarah, still exhausted from the Force Blast, was sitting behind the Red Sith while he piloted the speeder. The Dark Haired Sith's thoughts drifted off to when she first trained with her Master. It was a painful and difficult time for her, but through careful training, she survived. The young woman's face was still drenched in sweat from both Korriban's natural climate and the physical activity that put her in this current state. Maybe things would be better once more now that there was guidance for the Sith. With the Red Sith, maybe there was a chance for Sarah to rise and claim the name her previous master had left her before passing from this world. Sarah allowed her mind to drift into the shadows and rode along with the Sith to the next destination.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jan 23, 2015 20:06:37 GMT -8
The speederbike's speed began to decelerate as they approached a valley that mirrored that of the Valley of the Dark Lords. Yet the aura that surrounded this valley felt far more ancient than those entombed in the Valley of the Dark Lords. The speeder came to a halt at the mouth of the Valley where Malvus disembarked. The Sith walks to a rock formation that sprung upward. At the top, he pulled out a pair of macrobinoculars. Malvus felt the presence of Sarah join him a moment later. It was perhaps time to test the Sithling's knowledge of Korriban. Malvus pauses in his search and glances at Sarah.
Tell me, apprentice, do you know of this Valley? It mirrors that of the Valley of the Dark Lords, yet I know you can feel its very ancient aura.
As he awaited an answer, Malvus returned to scanning the paths and ledges of the Valley as if looking for something in particular within the confines of this Valley. In fact, the Sith was here to further his own research into Sith Magic and Alchemy. There was a very specific tomb he was looking for, one that would hopefully propel his own studies.
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Post by Darth Saress on Jan 24, 2015 22:19:50 GMT -8
As the speeder slowed down and come to a halt, Sarah opened her eyes and watched as her new Master demounted and walk off into the distance. The yellow eyes of the Dark Haired Sith were still a bit hazy while she too climbed off the speeder and walked in the same direction. It had been a little over an hour since she performed Force Blast, yet her body would still require more time to recover. Sarah had regained enough stamina to move around, but needed more time if she were to get back into fighting shape. The Sith's eyes scanned her surroundings and for a brief moment, she thought she was back in the Valley of the Dark Lords. However, this valley simply mirrored Korriban's most famous, or infamous, landmark. After just a few moment of being within this Valley, Sarah felt an all too familiar trickle crawl its way up her spine. A deep sigh escaped the young woman's lips while the energy of the Dark Side began to collect within her once more. The hollowed, exhausted expression of her face was replaced with a look of confidence and determination. While the Red Sith - Darth Malvus- climbed upon a rock, Sarah reached up to her chest with her right hand and unfastened the leather than held her robes in place. The black robes slipped off her body, leaving the young woman only in her black jeans and her tucked in black shirt. Sarah released a deep satisfying sigh and enjoyed the feeling of not being weighed down by that heavy cloak. Her shirt was still drenched in sweat, but she figured it would dry itself out eventually in this heat. When Malvus finally turned to her and asked about her surroundings, Sarah cupped her arms behind her back and offered a reply.
"My lord, I admit I know nothing of this valley, but I did notice it is akin to the Valley of the Dark Lords. The Dark Energy here already fills me. I find it satisfying."
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jan 24, 2015 23:25:21 GMT -8
Malvus glances at his apprentice. It seemed she not only needed training in the art of the Sith ways, but also its history. Thankfully, Malvus was well-versed in both. The Sith puts the macrobinoculars away beneath his robes, gesturing out to the valley before them before speaking.
This is the Valley of Golg, a burial site constructed during the Old Sith Empire, before the arrival of the Exiles. It is widely believed that the ancient Kings of Korriban, those who ruled before the Exiles came to the planet, were buried here. Tombs of the many dynasties that came and gone, ruthless conquerors, cunning sorcerers and kings of iron will. One notable Sith sorcerer and King is buried here with secrets that I need for my research, Sithling.
Malvus then walks down from the cliff he was overlooking earlier, calmly walking down and turning into the gorge now. He pauses for one moment, looking at the ancient and decaying entries to the many tombs that dotted the area. The air here was much different than that of the Valley of the Dark Lords. And it was the very air and aura that made Malvus know that they had to be ready for anything ahead of them. For what he sought brought rumors with it, and rumors that one needed to be ready for. He glances at Sarah again.
Have your weapon on hand when we get to the tomb, Sithling. For the one we seek may have minions lurking nearby, silently guarding their master's tomb. And these minions are the sort you don't want to get to close to.
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Post by Darth Saress on Jan 25, 2015 22:17:31 GMT -8
Sarah remained standing with her hands still cupped behind her back, her mind focused on her teacher's worlds. Apparently, this was a site constructed during the reign of the Old Sith Empire. The Dark Haired Sith did not know much of the history behind the Sith Order or Korriban itself, but there was no doubting the dark energy that still lingered here. With each passing moment, Sarah felt her connection to the Force reestablishing. Malvus then mentioned something about Sith Magic, which grabbed Sarah's full attention. The Dark Arts of Sith Magic was a subject the Sith's late master attempted to teach her before passing into the afterlife. She managed to understand the basics behind Force Blast, but nothing more than that. The Sith did not just want to master the ways of the Dark Side. She wanted to perfect the use of Magic that altered the world her or completely obliterate anyone that stood against her.
Such a goal would surely take several years of training and research into the Dark Arts, but her determination was far too strong to stop now. Malvus went on ahead, leaving Sarah to her thoughts for the time being. Pulling her left hand in front of her, Sarah gazed down at the black, charred skin of her once smooth palm. Again, there wasn't any trace of pain or damaged nerves, so if she didn't actually see the burnt skin, she would have never known the difference. Balling her left hand tightly into a fist, Sarah began to channel the very essence of the Dark Side into her body. A small smirk tugged gently at the corner of her lips after feeling the Dark Energy traveling along the surface of her arm. Malvus then called out to Sarah again, causing her to cup both hands behind her back once more. She nodded swiftly to her Master then reached down to her belt for the hilt of her lightsaber. She would be ready for whatever awaited the two of them within the tombs ahead.
"Lead the way, Master."
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jan 26, 2015 8:01:53 GMT -8
Malvus had indeed felt the Dark energy that had radiated from Sarah for only a few seconds, only to vanish within a moment. Perhaps he needed to keep an eye on his apprentice in the future to come. Betraying no sign of thought, the Sith would quietly walk down into the gorge. Only the occasional wind pierced the silence of the Valley of Golg as the pair walked passed various tombs. Decaying statues, collapsed entrances, even the occasional sound of a native creature of Korriban was all that remained of the once glorious Old Sith Empire.
As they proceeded in the direction of the tomb that Malvus sought after, he paused just for a moment, checking his surroundings to make sure he was going in the right direction. After that, Malvus walked towards a tomb dead ahead that appeared intact and better preserved then the rest. The Sith gently touches one of the statues, feeling the Sith magic that protected this place. His gaze turns to Sarah.
This is the tomb of Dathka Graush, a Sith'ari of Korriban who lived seven thousand years before the Battle of Yavin IV. He had perfected a rare ability in the force, a power only achieved by ancient Sith magic and alchemy. A remarkable feat what he had done during his life time. It is known that his spirit remains here though, a specter of its former glory. It had been awoken by a Dark Side Prophet known as Cronal. The specter may still be awake.
Malvus turns and walks over the main entrance, feeling the walls of the tomb and sensing the presence of various protective runes that the Sith had embedded into the rock in order to protect this tomb. Yet the Sith could tell that there weren't as powerful as before. Not since Cronal broke into the tomb to steal some of its secrets.
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Post by Darth Saress on Jan 26, 2015 22:50:16 GMT -8
Sarah proceeded to follow behind Malvus as he walked in the direction of a certain tomb. The Dark Haired Sith kept her right hand close to the hilt of the lightsaber than hanged from her hip. This was mainly for defense, since there was no telling what Malvus was getting the two of them into. Malvus himself walked in silence, which gave Sarah time to her thoughts once more. After completing her training with her new teacher, which would take quite a long time, the young woman would want to travel the galaxy for herself. Even though there wasn't a said destination for her, Sarah wanted to make the most out of exploration. When Malvus paused in front of her, Sarah snapped back to reality and prepared herself for an ambush or whatever was coming their way. Seeing that the Red Sith was merely checking his surroundings, the Dark Haired Sith narrowed her eyes slightly and continued along with him.
Malvus then stopped to examine a statue. Sarah didn't know the significance of the object but assumed it had some historical importance to it. The Sun was still beating down hard upon Sarah, causing her to sweat more than she cared to. She slightly cursed the planet for being such a desolate wasteland and desired to be anywhere else but here. However, she was not to discard her ambition to become a Sith Sorceress that easily. Despite the heat and the harsh climate, she would grit her teeth and bare it. Malvus turned to inform the Sith about the tomb they were about to enter and the danger -also the reward- that awaited them within. An actual Specter? Sarah wanted to see this with her own eyes. The Dark Haired Sith followed closely behind her master and paid close attention to her surroundings.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jan 27, 2015 21:24:07 GMT -8
Malvus gazed at the stone structure for a moment. The tricky part of this ancient tombs were the Sith runes, which were magic before the time of the Exiles and the Sith Order known today. It was magic possibly lost at this point. Malvus sighs, feeling he had to do this. It was sad to use aggressive force, but it was better than trying to figure the runes out in hopes of opening them up. The Sith steps back some and gets himself into a stance to gather Dark energy. His eyes glanced in the direction of Sarah, indicating she had best keep her distance.
Malvus takes in a deep breath and sighs deeply, regulating the flow of breath and midichlorians in his veins. One arm was adjusted to point backwards with his second arm, open palmed, facing backwards as well. His legs positioned to keep his balance. Malvus then closed his eyes to meditate for only just a moment. Then he sprung into action. The Sith stomps once, repositioning his body to fully face the tomb's entrance. Then, using just a few seconds, Dark energy sprang to life within his body as it charged. His rage was unleashed from out of nowhere to power up his force energu. Malvus then outstretched his hands and a loud noise emitted from his area as a Force Blast of great magnitude was released and smashed into the tomb, forcing the stone door open. Dust whipped up and rock flew into the air from the attack. As the dust cleared and stone fell, the entrance was shown to be wide open to Sarah and Malvus. The Sith sighs once more.
I hate having to do that to such a historical site...
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Post by Darth Saress on Jan 30, 2015 17:02:06 GMT -8
Malvus gazed at the stone structure for a moment. The tricky part of this ancient tombs were the Sith runes, which were magic before the time of the Exiles and the Sith Order known today. It was magic possibly lost at this point. Malvus sighs, feeling he had to do this. It was sad to use aggressive force, but it was better than trying to figure the runes out in hopes of opening them up. The Sith steps back some and gets himself into a stance to gather Dark energy. His eyes glanced in the direction of Sarah, indicating she had best keep her distance.
Malvus takes in a deep breath and sighs deeply, regulating the flow of breath and midichlorians in his veins. One arm was adjusted to point backwards with his second arm, open palmed, facing backwards as well. His legs positioned to keep his balance. Malvus then closed his eyes to meditate for only just a moment. Then he sprung into action. The Sith stomps once, repositioning his body to fully face the tomb's entrance. Then, using just a few seconds, Dark energy sprang to life within his body as it charged. His rage was unleashed from out of nowhere to power up his force energu. Malvus then outstretched his hands and a loud noise emitted from his area as a Force Blast of great magnitude was released and smashed into the tomb, forcing the stone door open. Dust whipped up and rock flew into the air from the attack. As the dust cleared and stone fell, the entrance was shown to be wide open to Sarah and Malvus. The Sith sighs once more.I hate having to do that to such a historical site... "It had to be done." |
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jan 30, 2015 18:22:59 GMT -8
Malvus doesn't glance at his apprentice. Instead, the Sith ventures towards the tombs opening, pausing for only a moment. There was a ripple in the Dark Side as abominations deep within the tomb began to awaken. Whether by the explosion at the tomb's entrance or the desire to protect the one buried within this complex, the minions of the late Sith King were rising from their long slumber. Malvus feels the air within the tomb change slightly as these creatures awaken. Calmly, the Sith pulls his lightsaber into view and flicks it on. A brilliant red bar of contracted plasma flares to life, illuminating the area near the Master and Apprentice. Malvus now looks to Sarah.
Its time I ought to tell you why I said keep lightsabers at the ready, Sarah...there are undead, created by the late Sith King, who slumber within these walls. They will be awakening and be upon us, so be ready.
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Post by Darth Saress on Jan 30, 2015 23:27:31 GMT -8
Malvus doesn't glance at his apprentice. Instead, the Sith ventures towards the tombs opening, pausing for only a moment. There was a ripple in the Dark Side as abominations deep within the tomb began to awaken. Whether by the explosion at the tomb's entrance or the desire to protect the one buried within this complex, the minions of the late Sith King were rising from their long slumber. Malvus feels the air within the tomb change slightly as these creatures awaken. Calmly, the Sith pulls his lightsaber into view and flicks it on. A brilliant red bar of contracted plasma flares to life, illuminating the area near the Master and Apprentice. Malvus now looks to Sarah.Its time I ought to tell you why I said keep lightsabers at the ready, Sarah...there are undead, created by the late Sith King, who slumber within these walls. They will be awakening and be upon us, so be ready.
Sarah was ready and would fight along side her Master against the Sith Undead. Everything would be perfect for this fight...until it happened again. A sudden headache started to rip through the very fibers of Sarah's mind. Her eyes winched, her breathing became labored. Taking a deep sigh to herself, Sarah used some of the Force she had gathered into her body to mend the pain now running rampant through her head. A brief, painful sigh escaped from her lips as she focused herself and opened her eyes once more. No, she couldn't let this happen now. It just started recently, actually. Ever since the power of her Master was no longer with her, she experienced lingering headaches. Normal headaches she could deal with, but these headaches were accompanied by a voice that would call out to her. The first time she heard it, she searched through the Force for the one speaking to her. She never found any trace of a force signature. At the apex of the pain, Sarah's eyes went hallow and her entire body froze as her mind was seized.
-In The Realm of Shadow-
Sarah found herself standing upon a hill that counted itself among several nearby hills. In the distance, she could see the skyline of a sprawling city, but the city itself was blurred to her. She rubbed her eyes, but the city itself was still blurred. Something or someone was keeping her from recognizing where she was. The gentle breeze of the wind brushed against the fair skin of her cheeks. The sun hanged high in the sky, almost at its full apex. There was a certain beauty to the entire scene. That is, until it returned. In each vision, there had been one recurring feature: A cloaked figure. This time, the Dark Figure stood nearly 10 feet away from Sarah and faced the blurred city. The figure looked to be at least six feet tall, but the actual body build was hidden behind shadow. After several moments of silence, the figured moved to where it was facing Sarah directly. Those eyes! Those burning yellow eyes seemed to pierce into Sarah's very soul the moment the figure gazed upon her. Pain riddled throughout her entire body as she fought to stay on her own two feet. An eerie laugh filled Sarah's mind as she struggled to look upon the Figure of Shadow. Finally, she managed to force out a few words. "What do you want? Why do you come to me!?" Again, Shadow, as she started calling the being, laughed and spoke in a voice that sounded like the perfect blend between a man and woman's voice. The Voice sounded both highly familiar and completely unknown to Sarah.Shadow: You. I want....you. You are the key...MY Key. You are a fruit to me and it's just about time for you to be harvested. I've had waited in Darkness long enough. Soon, Sarah....soon. AWAKEN!Everything at once went a shade of brilliant, painful white. Sarah winced her eyes tightly shut for a few moments and before she knew it, the light faded. Upon opening her eyes, The Dark Haired Sith found herself back in the tomb on Korriban. Malvus was standing in front her, saber drawn and ready for the Sith undead to awaken. Had he even noticed that Sarah was not even here for the last hour? For that matter, had it even been an hour? Sarah felt as if she was on that beautiful world for at least an hour, but apparently time ran differently in the real world. The headache left her and once again, she could focus on the task ahead of her. But the voice of Shadow haunted her. What did it mean by soon? How was Sarah a key, a fruit ready for the harvest? After this current training session was over, she would spend some time in mediation and seek her answers within the Force itself. But for now, it was time to fight. |
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