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how dare he try to command me, My plan was flawless, and now he dares to mess it up.
Calming himself, he gave the signal to Garcia, but rather than join him in battle, he allowed Garcia to make the first move, allowing his plan to come back perfectly, he would not fight them yet. He needed to make sure he would win this, he NEEDED the feeling of being the one to defeat the Arkanian and make her submit, her puny jedi beleifs, crushed under his power as he made her bend to his will. This was his conclusion, he could not kill her, but to appease his darker instincts, he would reach into the force, and corrupt her, using both words and skill to show her the fuitility of her current path.
He would even let her keep that Chiss if it made things easier. However, the plan would be ruined if he or Garcia killed her, while she lived he could corrupt, he could not do the same to a dead woman, after all, even the most set-on-path jedi could be made a sith with enough work, he just needed the correct incentive, so for now, he would watch the attack, and allow Garcia to fight, if he was winning, he would step in and kill him, perhaps using his death to make her trust him? if he was losing, he would allow him to die and knock out the likely tired females, perhaps bringing them back to good health to once more gain her trust? no matter, even if Vader himself came for them he would find a way to make the Arkanian his, of course, if they beat Garcia, and then kill him, well, then what did it all matter, but his hate and determination, he hoped, would allow him to prevail.
Only Death, would stop him, and even then, he vowed, he would find a way
(dazed from the building no doubt so no bitching about it.)
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Quickly however, he realized what he had done, and leapt back as his hold on her fell in his shock. Noticing her own suprise, he decided to go with his earlier plan, conversion.
"Arkanian, you know who I am, you know many cycles ago i was the one to choke you from nowhere, you know this power, you also know that I am greatly powerful in the force," here, he counted on the fact that it pretty much lived in his head. hopefully she sensed that at some point.
"This power to hurt, destroy..... and protect" he gave as he used his force choke ability on one of this worlds creatures, it had sensed purity in her and had just tried to kill her, until he stopped it.
"You need such power, we both know your master, an incredibly powerful man fell to Vader, because of one reason, the Dark side, it is immensly powerful and despite what you jedi beleive, even one shrouded in darkness can truly care for another" here, he played what he hoped to be a trump card.
"After all, I managed to end up caring for you.... why deny such power, when you know its usefulness, and that its losses are non-existent.... let me show you its power, and I promise even Vader will fall before you... My Arkanian Empress" here, he fell to a knee.
the best part for him in all of this was his knowledge that she could sense his feelings with ease.... and thus know he had told not a single lie.
"All I have said, as you can feel as you search your feelings and the force, is truth, please, trust me"
Nal'dar continued following the figure she thought was Cal, then stopped and realized that she could sense no love within the figure, it wasn't Cal.
"Who are you!?" she yelled, raising her hands, ready to attack, or defend.
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He quickly sent a message to Garcia commanding the Akranians death once he was done, he had realized he could not kill her some time ago, but that didn't mean he could not cause it.... despite how much he hated the very thought. He, however, was stopped by the caress of the dark side, of course. This was that valley, turning, he noticed the force ghosts of an incredible number of sith appear, completely surrounding the valley, cutting of his way to go after her.
It would seem his current of emotions had awakened their spirits, or at least, what remained of it.
"Why do you hold her in such regard young one, she is Jedi, we are Sith, you disrubt the natural order of things acting this way" asked them all, in unison
Pfft, he had heard all that before from the holocron that trained him when he consulted it on advice three cycles prior,
"Begone vile beings, you are nothing now but failed remnants of what you were." he seemed to whisper, despite the loudness of the statment.
"young one, we offer you the power to make her yours forever"
this stopped him in his tracks, what such power could possi-
"the holocron of Darth Pelagious holds the power needed to manipulate midi-chlorians, you and she could live eternally, you would be able to manipulate her beliefs and very being to suit your tastes"
"YOU LIE, no such po-"
SILENCE
Instantly, the images of this power flowed to his mind
"...but he never mastered this technique, he managed to die"
"you could learn it fully with your connection to the force, it being so strong, all we want is one thing.... the sacrafice of Vader at this very site, his power could feed our dying spirits for eons to come.... then we shall give you its coordinates"
He began to leave, walking through the spirits before giving one last word
"Deal"
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Cal sensed her friend from about 100 meters away, she started sprinting at her top speed, while charging up electric judgment. It took her about 15 seconds to reach them, she jumped above Nal'dar and fired her electric judgment at the man before her, then stuck her landing.
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His bloodlust had been growing however, and thus he used the force to lengthen his jump so he could land next to Garcia, quickly, he activated his lightsaber and ran at the Arkanian, using his.... unique abilities to strengthen his arm as he brung his blade down on a wide arc to cut right through the jedi, trusting her to defend herself.
Nal'dar saw what was going on between Cal and the Sith, then quickly looked at the other Sith and said, "If you really are our ally, then help us take this bastard down!" She charged into the fray!
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"A problem like Vader? sounds like your not even loyal what-so-ever" of course, he was completely ignoring the fact that he too was disobeying orders by not out right killing the Arkanian, her little comment of him catching her scent however had somewhat annoyed him, how dare she compare him to a lowly animal, so, now practically stuck with three enemies, he decided it was time for a bit of crowd control.
Grabbing his flask of water from the belt of his armor, he cut through it and threw it, using the force to insure the contained liquid spilled water all over the small battlefield they had engaged on, jumping as high as possible to a upper ledge on the rocky terrain, he used one of the most known abilities of a sith, force lightning, on the ground itself, spreading the electric current to any standing on the now hazardous battlefield, a tactic that would shock them heavily, he trusted once more that the Arkanian would know to avoid it, it would be most troublesome if she died here.
"You okay?" Cal asked Nal'dar removing her hands from Nal'dar's waist and looking into her eyes.
"Yeah I'm fine, you really saved my butt, thanks," Nal'dar smiled then looked outside the bubble, the Sith was still pummeling the ground with lightning, "Damnit..."
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Quickly, he searched the force and found the Arkanian, unfortunateltly, he would be unable to kill her with this unless he wanted to die here, but, he could let his connection to the force touch hers in a slight nudge, not enough to truly hurt anyone, but enough to suprise the opponent into losing concentration, and with the ground still littered with water, she would likely slip, of course, the Garcia was still a worry, but he had decided on something, if Garcia attacked him with killing intent, he would give no mercy, the boy would fall, for now though, an alliance of sorts was useful.
"Tell you what Garcia, help me here, and il get you a couple of beers, the good stuff" he hoped his beleif in Garcia's apparent alchoholism would turn out correct and the boy would be coerced, if not...... well, then he would likely need to retreat.
"I... I don't know..." Cal said, standing up and looking at the man, "He has a great power over the force, frightening even... yet it is filled with lust, desire, and emotion... he's just a common Sith!"
"I wouldn't call him common, but we need to eliminate him..." Nal'dar said, igniting her lightsaber.
"He's too powerful on this planet... we need to quell the energy from the nexus point if we are to have any chance..."
"Then go..." Nal'dar said, stepping in front of Cal, "Go and erase the nexus point, me and the other Sith can handle this cretin..."
Cal was about to put up objection to this, but then realized it needed to be done. She simply said, "Don't die..."
Nal'dar smirked and said, "There is no death; there is-"
"-the force," Cal finished the Jedi proverb, then ran towards the cliffs.
Nal'dar stepped a bit forward and planted herself firmly in between the man and Cal, yet still out of reach of the water, she would stand firm until either her own death, or his...
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"You truly wish to believe yourself so safe within the embrace o the dark side?" Almost as if the dead Jedi Master could read his thoughts, Master Ruan inquired the argument that took root in his mind. Vader knew that it wasn’t the spirit of the old man. He had killed him and it wasn’t possible for anyone to maintain their existence after becoming one with the force. This was what the will of the dark side told him as it tried to make sense out of the former foe’s presence.
Darth Vader answered without turning to face him, “I have no one to trust but myself. You have no power over my judgment.”
Ruan asked, “Perhaps that is why you have failed?” Standing to attention from the question, Vader still did not face him and continued to stare into the vast certainty of the darkness. Cowards like those in the Jedi Order believed it possible to escape and even keep at bay from achieving its full power.
Like the great black holes that slowly chewed away at all of existence they were something to only be accepted as part of a natural order. It was the bottomless pit he had thrown Anakin Skywalker down more than twenty years ago. He came to accept long ago that the black holes continued to eat and eat with no limit in its structure. He could however take that beast for himself and with the correct power could be tamed to his own uses.
Vader turned to the Pantoran and offered, “Perhaps it is why the Jedi will all be destroyed.” Reaching out to the force, Vader tried to dissipate Ruan only to find that he no longer existed. His passing was supposed to be welcome, but the replacement of another brought him to attention.
“Mere acceptance stems from fear. It is ones actions that determine if the force bear life or take it.” With this phrase, Vader saw what seemed to be an odd fusion of Count Dooku and Qui-Gon Jinn appeared before him. Still unable to decipher which this being was, Vader only took out his light saber and struck at it.
Awakening from the force meditation that he was in, Vader saw in front of him a column fall as it broke at the attack. He was essentially sleepwalking from the apparitions he had seen earlier and seemed to bring him to another realm almost parallel to this one. It was the way of his meditations these days as he continued to delve further and further down the dark path and searched for what he wanted most.
Searching through the force, Vader was displeased to see the four force users were still alive even after their struggle. Even on a planet generous with power for those in the dark side these two could not kill off two simple Jedi. Truly Vader would require his own blood sacrifice by the time this was over if this whole sortie could not conclude. The sith were patient for an outcome, but this one in particular would not allow anyone to deny him of his destiny.
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Well, with two opponents, well adversed in lightsaber dueling, he did not want to take any chances, despite his superiority over others strength wise, he would be too weak if he fought the two, it was even possible it would end with him running over his time limit and being killed, especially if they had ships.
And so, a new plan came to mind, dropping his lightsaber he kicked it upwards with a foot and caught the handle in his mouth, the saber dangerously close to schorching his long hair. With the weapon now held between his teeth, he shoved an enormous amount of the force's unique energy into the midi-chlorians that rested in his arms, and succeded in breaking both limbs entirely. Howling in agony, depite the weapon still resting in his mouth, his now limp arms fell to his sides, this pain gave him one advantage, his arms were so full of energy that any, pure force battle at least, he would win, and so twisting his body so his arms spun upwards towards the barrage of artillery, he concentrated on making the missiles redirect themselves to his opponents ships, an action that worked flawlessly. With this done, he quickly began to run towards his opponents, forcing the energy within him to empower his jaws so he could use the lightsaber in his mouth in combat. Jumping into the air, Animosity flung himself face first to the opponents, corkscrewing himself in the air so his lightsaber, still within his jaws, would hit the woman known as Nal'dar.
He gave himself roughly five minutes before he would lose all energy, and that was him actually being optimistic.
Cal felt the great disturbance in the Force as she sprinted away from the battlefield, she had no time to help, she needed to get to the Nexus point...
After a few minutes of running, Cal stopped at the top of a mountain over-looking the valley. It was covered with rocks and statues, in the center was a spire-like building, with dozens of excavation sites around the mountains into the tombs of ancient Sith Kings, and Lords... The dark side was nigh-overpowering in the presence of so much Passion, and ancient hate... Most Jedi would be unable to keep with the light in such a place, but Cal needed to be strong... She took a step closer to the place, then heard a voice:
"A Jedi? In this land...?" Cal turned to the voice, it was a Spirit, an apparition of the dark-side of the force, it appeared to be an ancient Sith Lord, Naga Sadow. His facial features were skewed, from many years of breeding with the ancient species of the Sith. He continued talking, "Why would a warrior of light be in a place such as this...?"
"To eliminate the dark side from this place..." Cal said, standing tall and trying to seem confident.
"You cannot... it is impossible, this planet's core is infused with the dark side, there is no way to alleviate it..."
"I can try..."
"You truly are foolish little Jedi, the Sith are more powerful than anyone could possibly imagine... Look at the new Dark lord, Vader, what a striking and powerful man, do you believe you can actually defeat him?"
Another voice chimed in, "She can, and she will Sadow..."
Cal looked to her left, it was a human, dressed in Jedi Robes, he didn't look familiar to Cal...
"Anjuta Pall... why do you still haunt this place... you were taken to the light if I recall...?" Sadow said, laughing.
"Anjuta Pall? Didn't Darth Revan free you from this place?" Cal inquired.
"He freed me from the clutches of 20,000 years of darkness... and I repay him by helping the occasional worthy Jedi that wanders to my burial ground..." Pall said, smiling.
"You are a fool, all the Jedi are fools, the Sith are eternal, the Sith will win! Darkness is the right path! You know it to be true girl!" Sadow said. Cal made a fist then thrust it through his spirit. He laughed and said, "Do you really think he can defeat the Dark side? A Sith never dies!"
Cal smirked then used an immensely powerful force light, the Spirit of Naga Sadow screamed then disappeared... forever...
"Jedi, what is your name?" Pall asked Cal.
"Cal," she said, nodding and smiling.
"I will help guide you to the epicenter of the Nexus, quick we must hurry!" The spirit began to move quickly down the mountain, Cal followed...
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No matter, he twisted his body in several different motions, blocking Garcia with the blade still held within his mouth, and managing to use a floppy arm to shove away the ship with a well placed force push, despite its obvious weaknesses it was more or less his speciality, little did the Garcia know he had actually achieved mastery of this type of fighting, using limp arms for the force and a strong mouth for the blade, and for a moment, he remembered when he realized the need for such an option.
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He was being immensely overpowered, a Jedi, a female Togruta was defeating him in every way, she had outdone his skills with a blade, defeating his superior strength with counterattacks and a great deal of flexibility, knocking the blade to the ground quite quickly, with that skill now lost, he had to rely on the force, but it would seem even in this she was superior...
"You silly little Sith, how dare you challenge a Jedi like me, you are the sin of the universe, a common scum infesting its beauty, therefore, you must die." She had yelled arrogantly, unfortunately she had the skill to back up the claim. Dodging, he continuously used more and more power from the force, being outdone by her in every confrontation of power due completely to her experience, and so now, he had fallen to a knee as she held her blade over him, ready for the final strike.
It was at this moment, he howled in pain, he had forced to much power into his arms.... but for some reason, he felt stronger for it. With the Jedi shocked at how he managed to break his arms without touching them, he spun his body in a 180 degree turn, his arms flopping upwards as she was blown away by his power straight into a wall.
Quickly, the woman had ran forward already prepared to spin when he stopped running, attempting to move her body into a 360 degree turn to bisect him at the waist she was shocked at being stopped, by the mans lightsaber, in his mouth
How he had managed it she had no clue, he must have been running to get it, but with them now locked in a clash of blades, the man flopped an arm to rest on her head, his fingers, grasping her face as his palm covered it, this seemed to cause him pain to attempt to use his hand, despite this, she suddenly felt an extreme amount of power push at her face.
He was using force push, but he wasn't letting go, he held on despite the pain, the two locked in a struggle of her trying to get away and him holding on, until, finally, the pressure became to much, and the back of her head burst open as her skull and its contents exploded outwards, the pure pressure completely destroying her. And with this task done, he collapsed, but knowing the usage of the power to be gained when his limbs broke, he vowed to learn a practical way to use a lightsaber with only his mouth.
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Snapping himself back to the present, Animosity caught himself as he was about be bisected at the waist, just like the Togruta had once attempted, ignoring Garcia now with his focus back, he channelled a great deal of power into his legs and jumped over Garcia, as his body spun in the air he used his arms, that were now flopping everywhere, to use force push on everything that was a threat, Garcia's back that he now saw due to leaping over him, and Nal'dar's front before he landed behind her and began running in great haste to find the Arkanian, her presence in the force allowing him to track her, his pace quickened however, when he realized with a great deal of worry that he had less than a minute before he would run out of time, and thus changed direction to a cave he had discovered on his way here.
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Cal was following the Spirit of Anjuta Pall, when a ship landed near her, it was one of the other Sith's. Anjuta Pall appeared directly in front of Cal and said, "Do not trust this man! He is a follower of the insidious force! Quickly we must move!"
"The insidious force?" Cal asked, not moving.
"He is neither Dark, nor light, he is one of few whom think that neither side is stronger than the other."
"He isn't a Sith?"
"Nor is he a Jedi..."
Cal thought on this for a moment, and realized, "He may not be a Jedi, but he isn't a Sith..."
"He will sell you out to save himself, for he is driven by instinct and carnal desire!" Pall said, beckoning Cal to move around the ship.
"I don't have time for this I have to seal the nexus..." Cal said, charging right past the ship and continuing to sprint towards the Spire in the Center of the Valley.
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