It had been about a month since his master had abruptly left the Sith. Phoenix now sat in his quarters, practicing his Force abilities. He had taught himself how to focus his rage in order to strengthen his abilities. As he sat, a metal box lay before him. He stared at the box peacefully. He focused on it, and it began to rise into the air, wobbling slightly as it ascended towards the ceiling. Phoenix focused all of his rage on the box, and it began to bend outwards. Hidden safely inside the box was an explosion from a grenade the he had placed inside, and as the air in the box settled, Phoenix focused even harder and recreated the explosion. The grenade came back together, then exploded, then came back together. He continued this exercise until he became bored of it, then made the box explode without the help of the grenade. Phoenix laid down on his bed. He used the Force to activate a droid that stood in the corner. It came toward him and began attacking him with a small knife. Already bored, Phoenix tossed him against the wall with the Force, then threw his lightsaber at it, cutting it in half before he pulled the blade back to his hand and extinguished it. "I guess I'll have to go buy another droid," Phoenix thought to himself. He decided to try something new, since he knew that he would never become a Sith Lord by doing things he already was good at. He walked over to a training room and picked up a blaster that had been sitting on a table. He carefully aimed it at his leg and pulled the trigger. Pain and rage at his own stupidity shot through him as he screamed at the wound. He focused on the anger and used it as power. Very slowly, the wound began to heal. First a scab formed, then skin stretched over the hole in his leg. He could feel bone regenerating as a scar appeared and disappeared. Phoenix realized that while focusing on healing the wound he had stopped breathing. He gasped for air, caught his breath, then shot himself again.
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Phoenix's Training
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Phoenix watched as the new wound healed within a few seconds. He had now been shooting himself all day, training himself to feed the Force into his wounds in order to accelerate his healing. He still felt he had not mastered his new power, but he ultimately decided that he could stop shooting himself for the day. And start stabbing himself instead. For this ability he could use his quarters, so he returned and sat on the floor. He picked up the knife that the droid had been carrying, and slowly sliced open his hand. He brought the knife across his palm, then made separate incisions traveling up his fingers. He could barely keep himself from screaming as over 400 pain receptors in his hands sent thousands of insane messages to his brains. He concentrated on the pain, and tried to use the Force to numb his hand. However, the immense pain distracted him, and instead of lessening the pain, he intensified it. He cried out, causing people who passed by his quarters to become very confused. He focused even harder, and the pain slowly melted away until Phoenix could barely feel his hand. He healed his injuries, and picked up the knife once again. He could only master the Force through repetition.
Phoenix hadn't slept in days. He had been training himself every hour of every day, and he had only learned two new powers. He remembered how easy it was letting the ancient Sith tomb grant him powers. It was like he had trained for years and suddenly jumped back to the same point in time. He sat down to rest. A training droid walked into the corner and powered down. Phoenix had been sword fighting it for three full hours, anticipating it's every move through the Force. Once he had let the robot hit him, so that he could test his new abilities in combat. "They still won't help me if this happens again," he thought to himself, glancing down at his robotic limb. Phoenix lay down and quickly fell asleep.
The next day, he took his droid over to the training room. He gave the droid a blaster rifle and said to it, "Initiate Operation 312". He ignited his lightsaber and chose a few targets around the room. The droid shot once with the blaster, and began to walk around Phoenix in a perfect circle. Phoenix deflected the shot, and it went up and hit the ceiling. The droid fired three shots at him. He deflected all three, two of them hitting a table that Phoenix had chosen as a target. More shots came, more shots were deflected. The droid constantly fired larger amounts of shots at faster speeds, until it was shooting at full auto towards the Sith. All of the shots flew away until the droid shot one to the side, which distracted Phoenix. Suddenly, a shot hit him in the back, burning through his flesh. He spun around to face the droid and simultaneously Force pushed the droid and sent a shot of Force lightning at it's main circuitry. The droid hit the opposite wall, leaving a small dent, and began to smoke as it dropped to the floor. Phoenix healed himself and walked over to the 'dead' robot. "That shot was not in your programming!" he screamed at it. He knew that it had taught him an important lesson, but he also knew that the droid should have placed every shot perfectly. He left the training room to return to his quarters, leaving the robot behind. He silently continued with his Force exercises.
The next day, he took his droid over to the training room. He gave the droid a blaster rifle and said to it, "Initiate Operation 312". He ignited his lightsaber and chose a few targets around the room. The droid shot once with the blaster, and began to walk around Phoenix in a perfect circle. Phoenix deflected the shot, and it went up and hit the ceiling. The droid fired three shots at him. He deflected all three, two of them hitting a table that Phoenix had chosen as a target. More shots came, more shots were deflected. The droid constantly fired larger amounts of shots at faster speeds, until it was shooting at full auto towards the Sith. All of the shots flew away until the droid shot one to the side, which distracted Phoenix. Suddenly, a shot hit him in the back, burning through his flesh. He spun around to face the droid and simultaneously Force pushed the droid and sent a shot of Force lightning at it's main circuitry. The droid hit the opposite wall, leaving a small dent, and began to smoke as it dropped to the floor. Phoenix healed himself and walked over to the 'dead' robot. "That shot was not in your programming!" he screamed at it. He knew that it had taught him an important lesson, but he also knew that the droid should have placed every shot perfectly. He left the training room to return to his quarters, leaving the robot behind. He silently continued with his Force exercises.
Phoenix walked into his room and sighed as he sat down in the middle of the floor. He had been training his new apprentice for many days, and he felt he needed a rest. It annoyed him that a Sith with so much potential could take so long to teach. Phoenix used the Force to pick up a block of wood that was in the room, and he split it into thousands of splinters. He reshapes the wood so that the splinters made up several small spheres. Using the spheres, he recreated the solar system that he was currently in. He sighed again. There were so many strange things going on in the Sith. He stood up and walked around the room, his wood turning into a single orb that followed him as he moved.
He thought of what he had seen when he was searching the Library. Rogal, an ex-Jedi, was conversing with the Dark Lord, wielding ancient Sith artifacts. This was the most important discovery of the century, and the entire project was being run by someone who had just joined!? Phoenix didn't notice his hands as they curled into fists so tight that they bruised his palms. The orb condensed to the size of a single splinter as it followed Phoenix around the room. Phoenix thought about Rogal and his new friendship with Darth Nexus. He had just become a Sith, yet he was already the Dark Lords favorite.
Phoenix screamed at Rogal even though he was completely alone. He lost control of the orb, and it exploded. Splinters of wood flew in every direction, piercing through the metal walls. Phoenix sensed hundreds of them flying towards him, and he turned around. A wall of wood was about to smash into him with enough force that it could turn him into a stain on the floor. He reached back, and screamed as his fist shot out at the splinters.
Everything stopped. Phoenix's fist was an inch away from something he had never seen before. A physical manifestation of pure Force lay in front of him, in the form of a wall. He couldn't actually see the wall, but everything past it suddenly blurred out of focus. The splinters rammed into the wall, and it shook with the force of the impact, but remained standing. Phoenix was amazed. He had read about others using similar abilities, but they all seemed so much more powerful and experienced than him. He uncurled his fist and took a step forward in order to touch the Force. He had lost his concentration, so the wall quickly disintegrated, but for a single instant Phoenix felt the Force. His hand felt like it was reaching into water that was about to freeze. He pulled his hand back as the wall disappeared. A wind blew past him as air rushed over to fill the vacuum that the Force had left. The splinters fell to the ground. Phoenix sat down and picked up one of them. It was white with frost from being in contact with the Force Wall.
He thought of what he had seen when he was searching the Library. Rogal, an ex-Jedi, was conversing with the Dark Lord, wielding ancient Sith artifacts. This was the most important discovery of the century, and the entire project was being run by someone who had just joined!? Phoenix didn't notice his hands as they curled into fists so tight that they bruised his palms. The orb condensed to the size of a single splinter as it followed Phoenix around the room. Phoenix thought about Rogal and his new friendship with Darth Nexus. He had just become a Sith, yet he was already the Dark Lords favorite.
Phoenix screamed at Rogal even though he was completely alone. He lost control of the orb, and it exploded. Splinters of wood flew in every direction, piercing through the metal walls. Phoenix sensed hundreds of them flying towards him, and he turned around. A wall of wood was about to smash into him with enough force that it could turn him into a stain on the floor. He reached back, and screamed as his fist shot out at the splinters.
Everything stopped. Phoenix's fist was an inch away from something he had never seen before. A physical manifestation of pure Force lay in front of him, in the form of a wall. He couldn't actually see the wall, but everything past it suddenly blurred out of focus. The splinters rammed into the wall, and it shook with the force of the impact, but remained standing. Phoenix was amazed. He had read about others using similar abilities, but they all seemed so much more powerful and experienced than him. He uncurled his fist and took a step forward in order to touch the Force. He had lost his concentration, so the wall quickly disintegrated, but for a single instant Phoenix felt the Force. His hand felt like it was reaching into water that was about to freeze. He pulled his hand back as the wall disappeared. A wind blew past him as air rushed over to fill the vacuum that the Force had left. The splinters fell to the ground. Phoenix sat down and picked up one of them. It was white with frost from being in contact with the Force Wall.
Phoenix was still amazed by his new ability, and had been working for over a week just on focusing the Force enough to cause it to materialize. He still hadn't perfected his new technique, but if he got a few moments of concentration he could use it pretty effectively.
Now it was time for Phoenix to learn his next power. He began the long walk to the assistant's office. This was an incredibly powerful Force-user that agreed to help Phoenix in his training. PHoenix silently opened the door. The assistant was wearing a blindfold to cover the holes in his head where his eyes used to be. Phoenix heard that he had cut them out when he was just learning to use the Force in order to further enhance his Force sensitivity.
"Greetings, Sith," the assistant said with a voice that echoed around the room, "I have been expecting you."
"Really," Phoenix responded, "Might that be because I set this appointment up with you a week ago?" Phoenix moved to a chair and sat down. Even though the man was blind, Phoenix coulld sense that he was being carefully examined.
"On to business," the assistant said, "You have come to me to learn about Quy-Tek. It is a very useful ability, espescially in combination with 'Blackness'. To an untrained eye, you would appear to be completely unnoticeable. Of course, some people would be able to 'see' the Force as it drove away the light. But they would not be able to actually see you. So in order to use Quy-Tek, you must be able to see the Force. Close your eyes and Focus on the Force. Connect yourself with the Force that surrounds you."
Phoenix did as the assistant said. As he closed his eyes, he began to focus on the Force. Slowly he began to see a slight aura surrounding him. He concentrated harder and he could begin to see his own details. The image slowly came into focus, even gaining color, to match the room he was sitting in. "This is amazing," Phoenix said. But even though he could tell that he had spoken, he couldn't hear his own voice. He spoke again, "Hello?" He still couldn't hear it. He said the word louder and louder until he saw the assistant move and he felt something on his shoulder.
Phoenix opened his eyes as the assistant tapped his shoulder. He felt an odd sensation as the assistant spoke to him, "Don't worry. Many people lose the connection with their senses when they connect with the Force. Work on that on your own time. Now, we need to connect you with the Force again so that you can try eliminating your presence in the Force. All you have to do is focus on your aura and destroy it."
Phoenix closed his eyes again and focused on the Force. The room came into focus much faster this time, and Phoenix could see everything in much more detail. He concentrated on the Force that surrounded him. He tried to remove his presence. A small amount of his aura flowed away and melted into the image of the room. He heard the assistant say, "That's not enough; I can still see you." Phoenix was surprised that he had heard the man talk. But now was not the time for that. He concentrated harder on his presence in the Force, pushing it away from himself. Mass amounts of the Force drifted away from him, adding further detail to the room. A very small amount of the Force was still attached to him, but he could barely notice it. "Is this acceptable?" He asked. His own voice sounded far away to him, but at least he could hear it.
"That's good enough for today. We'll continue tomorrow," The assistant replied. Phoenix returned to his quarters and continued training.
Now it was time for Phoenix to learn his next power. He began the long walk to the assistant's office. This was an incredibly powerful Force-user that agreed to help Phoenix in his training. PHoenix silently opened the door. The assistant was wearing a blindfold to cover the holes in his head where his eyes used to be. Phoenix heard that he had cut them out when he was just learning to use the Force in order to further enhance his Force sensitivity.
"Greetings, Sith," the assistant said with a voice that echoed around the room, "I have been expecting you."
"Really," Phoenix responded, "Might that be because I set this appointment up with you a week ago?" Phoenix moved to a chair and sat down. Even though the man was blind, Phoenix coulld sense that he was being carefully examined.
"On to business," the assistant said, "You have come to me to learn about Quy-Tek. It is a very useful ability, espescially in combination with 'Blackness'. To an untrained eye, you would appear to be completely unnoticeable. Of course, some people would be able to 'see' the Force as it drove away the light. But they would not be able to actually see you. So in order to use Quy-Tek, you must be able to see the Force. Close your eyes and Focus on the Force. Connect yourself with the Force that surrounds you."
Phoenix did as the assistant said. As he closed his eyes, he began to focus on the Force. Slowly he began to see a slight aura surrounding him. He concentrated harder and he could begin to see his own details. The image slowly came into focus, even gaining color, to match the room he was sitting in. "This is amazing," Phoenix said. But even though he could tell that he had spoken, he couldn't hear his own voice. He spoke again, "Hello?" He still couldn't hear it. He said the word louder and louder until he saw the assistant move and he felt something on his shoulder.
Phoenix opened his eyes as the assistant tapped his shoulder. He felt an odd sensation as the assistant spoke to him, "Don't worry. Many people lose the connection with their senses when they connect with the Force. Work on that on your own time. Now, we need to connect you with the Force again so that you can try eliminating your presence in the Force. All you have to do is focus on your aura and destroy it."
Phoenix closed his eyes again and focused on the Force. The room came into focus much faster this time, and Phoenix could see everything in much more detail. He concentrated on the Force that surrounded him. He tried to remove his presence. A small amount of his aura flowed away and melted into the image of the room. He heard the assistant say, "That's not enough; I can still see you." Phoenix was surprised that he had heard the man talk. But now was not the time for that. He concentrated harder on his presence in the Force, pushing it away from himself. Mass amounts of the Force drifted away from him, adding further detail to the room. A very small amount of the Force was still attached to him, but he could barely notice it. "Is this acceptable?" He asked. His own voice sounded far away to him, but at least he could hear it.
"That's good enough for today. We'll continue tomorrow," The assistant replied. Phoenix returned to his quarters and continued training.
Phoenix had now mastered the Force Wall. In an instant he could focus his rage so intensely that the Force formed a physical wall to block attacks. He had also mastered his Force Cloaking, making himself invisible to the Force. "I have learned all of the powers required for a Sith Knight," Phoenix thought to himself, "And I have created my own ability, which is a great accomplishment. But now that I have become a fully trained Knight, maybe it is time for me to begin training to become a Sith Lord."
"First, I need to diminish my energy," Phoenix said. He tried to focus all of his energy into a single Force Push, which he aimed at a training room wall. The wall bent and split under the pressure, but Phoenix's energy was not spent. He tried again, getting more destructive results but still not feeling drained of his energy. The wall had been blown to pieces, the Sith Lord in the next room glaring at Phoenix. Phoenix summoned a Force Wall to replace the broken one until he was done training, then used the Force to push away the light, causing the wall to be surrounded in darkness. Phoenix could sense the confusion in the Sith Lord, and laughed to himself. But now he needed to Focus. He Force pushed the wall, but only a very small amount of Force was affected. Phoenix realized that the combination of keeping the wall in existence and cloaking it were constantly draining his power. He smiled as the Force Wall melted away. Now he could actually get to training.
Phoenix sat in the center of the room. He focused on the Dark side of the Force. He concentrated harder and harder until he could see through the Force, noticing the aura that surrounded him. It had become extremely thin, as if he was cloaking himself, but he knew that this was just a side-effect of using so much of his energy. He saw the Dark side all around him, and he 'moved' toward it. His aura moved, but his body remained stationary as he gathered the Force around him. His aura grew thicker and thicker until it was at it's original capacity.
Now, just like with his other Force abilities, he has to practice.
"First, I need to diminish my energy," Phoenix said. He tried to focus all of his energy into a single Force Push, which he aimed at a training room wall. The wall bent and split under the pressure, but Phoenix's energy was not spent. He tried again, getting more destructive results but still not feeling drained of his energy. The wall had been blown to pieces, the Sith Lord in the next room glaring at Phoenix. Phoenix summoned a Force Wall to replace the broken one until he was done training, then used the Force to push away the light, causing the wall to be surrounded in darkness. Phoenix could sense the confusion in the Sith Lord, and laughed to himself. But now he needed to Focus. He Force pushed the wall, but only a very small amount of Force was affected. Phoenix realized that the combination of keeping the wall in existence and cloaking it were constantly draining his power. He smiled as the Force Wall melted away. Now he could actually get to training.
Phoenix sat in the center of the room. He focused on the Dark side of the Force. He concentrated harder and harder until he could see through the Force, noticing the aura that surrounded him. It had become extremely thin, as if he was cloaking himself, but he knew that this was just a side-effect of using so much of his energy. He saw the Dark side all around him, and he 'moved' toward it. His aura moved, but his body remained stationary as he gathered the Force around him. His aura grew thicker and thicker until it was at it's original capacity.
Now, just like with his other Force abilities, he has to practice.
It had been a long time...
Phoenix had been patrolling every night, thinking about the destruction he had wrought in his personal mission. He had set up some time off to complete some unfinished business from his past. Nexus kept him informed of the events that were occurring, but unfortunately Phoenix was unable to return in time to do anything useful. Even with his recent-ish promotion and title change to Darth Demonous, Phoenix felt as if he were still as powerless as the young man who had lost control of the giant arachnid...
However, that was gone now. Demonous had arisen and destroyed all remnants of Phoenix's past. The village that he had grown up in didn't recognize him, though it didn't really have a chance. Every building was now but dust on the burnt ground. Every hint of life was eliminated, even the moss growing on abandoned rocks was burned to a crisp. Demonous slaughtered the remnants of his family, filled with rage like he had never had before. He felt so much stronger in the force. He could grind rocks, he could shatter bones, he could disassemble homes.
But now he was back with his Sith brethren, his new family. Though some of them had betrayed him. He had always known Rogal wasn't a true Sith, and now the traitor had a chance to reveal hundreds of secrets to others. Jedi, Mandolorians, anyone he pleased. Demonous knew he would have to kill Rogal, and he couldn't wait. Unless Nexus had already assigned someone to the job... Demonous cursed at his foolishness in leaving. Well, he had enough to do. He was more powerful in the force, but now he needed some actual combat training.
Back in his old training room, Phoenix and Demonous combined. The raw power of the Sith Lord mixed with the thoughts and ideas of the Dark Lord's first successful apprentice.
((To be continued))
Phoenix had been patrolling every night, thinking about the destruction he had wrought in his personal mission. He had set up some time off to complete some unfinished business from his past. Nexus kept him informed of the events that were occurring, but unfortunately Phoenix was unable to return in time to do anything useful. Even with his recent-ish promotion and title change to Darth Demonous, Phoenix felt as if he were still as powerless as the young man who had lost control of the giant arachnid...
However, that was gone now. Demonous had arisen and destroyed all remnants of Phoenix's past. The village that he had grown up in didn't recognize him, though it didn't really have a chance. Every building was now but dust on the burnt ground. Every hint of life was eliminated, even the moss growing on abandoned rocks was burned to a crisp. Demonous slaughtered the remnants of his family, filled with rage like he had never had before. He felt so much stronger in the force. He could grind rocks, he could shatter bones, he could disassemble homes.
But now he was back with his Sith brethren, his new family. Though some of them had betrayed him. He had always known Rogal wasn't a true Sith, and now the traitor had a chance to reveal hundreds of secrets to others. Jedi, Mandolorians, anyone he pleased. Demonous knew he would have to kill Rogal, and he couldn't wait. Unless Nexus had already assigned someone to the job... Demonous cursed at his foolishness in leaving. Well, he had enough to do. He was more powerful in the force, but now he needed some actual combat training.
Back in his old training room, Phoenix and Demonous combined. The raw power of the Sith Lord mixed with the thoughts and ideas of the Dark Lord's first successful apprentice.
((To be continued))
Demonous had grown remarkably while he was away. He could now rip apart a human with the Force, but he could barely defend himself in close combat. He thought back to his battle with the traitor on Nexus' flagship. He had nearly lost a battle to a Jedi due to his physical weakness.
He had ordered one specific slave to be sent up to his training room. Some fool of an acolyte had decided to take a Jedi prisoner instead of just killing him in battle. No matter, it Gave Demonous something to work with. The slave walked into Demonous' training room and glared at him.The Sith Lord laughed at the hatred in this pathetic Jedi. Obviously it had chosen the wrong side of the Force for it's personality. Demonous felt almost sad that he would have to kill the Jedi when he could train it to become a powerful Sith warrior.
However, Demonous could not waste time thinking of the wasted possibilities of this fool. He had training to do. Demonous opened a box in the corner of the room and pulled out the first lightsaber he had ever used. Or, at least a replica. The battle with Darth Nexus ended with the original Lightsaber crushed by tons of stone. So Demonous had created a replica to remind him of his training and all that he had learned from Nexus before he became the Dark Lord.
He tossed the yellow lightsaber to the starved Jedi. "If you wish to live, fight. I am giving you an opportunity to kill me, so I may increase my training." The Jedi Stared at Demonous, filled with disgust. He ignited his lightsaber, filling the room with yellow light. Demonous drew his own saber and ignited it, countering his opponent with a blinding white blade. Demonous spoke telepathically to his opponent, "Attack me when you're ready." Immediately, the Jedi lept into the air, his lightsaber trailing behind him in his limp arms. Demonous raised his lightsaber in defense, but the Jedi grabbed his own lightsaber with both hands and swung over his dead and down towards Demonous' raised lightsaber. Even though he had been starved, this Jedi had incredible strength. Demonous gripped his lightsaber with both of his upper arms in order to keep it from being pushed back towards him. The Jedi, who was still in midair, kicked his legs up in order to do a backflip over Demonous' head. The Sith Lord had never seen a fighting style like this before. The Jedi's arms were constantly limp, except for when he made his attacks, which seemed to have the strength built up from the times when he wasn't using any. As the Jedi attacked and Demonous blocked, the Sith searched through the Jedi's mind, discovering all of the details; advantages and disadvantages, histories, It was like this Jedi dedicated his life to learning and mastering everything about this lightsaber form.
Now that Demonous had learned everything about this style of combat, he could see every attack before it came. The swipe at the feet followed by the upward slash, the flips and dives toward the opponent, everything played out in Demonous' head moments before it happened. Demonous also knew how to block everything, but he still lacked the physical strength to execute the actions. He could barely defend himself from this Jedi's onslaught. There were two guards standing at the doorway in case something went wrong, and Demonous telepathically spoke to them as he fought, "I will disable the Jedi for about a half an hour. I need you to get him back to the prison area. Get him his own cell and keep him well fed. I need to keep this one for more training." Demonous saw the guards nod to him out of the corner of his eye, and prepared himself for what he would do next. The Jedi landed about ten feet away from Demonous, And the Sith Lord instantly turned to stare his opponent straight in the eye. He concentrate all of his energy on his opponent. He needed to be able to control this so he wouldn't kill his opponent, and controlling this power severely drained him. His opponent was about to swing the lightsaber at Demonous, when suddenly the Sith shot a blast of pure mental energy guided by the Force. His opponent screamed and fell to the floor as he felt the pain of twenty knives slicing through his central nervous system. He suffered no actual damage, but the pain caused him to go unconscious.
The guards walked in and dragged the Jedi off. Demonous, who was both Physically and mentally exhausted, walked back to his personal quarters to rest before he began weight training.
He had ordered one specific slave to be sent up to his training room. Some fool of an acolyte had decided to take a Jedi prisoner instead of just killing him in battle. No matter, it Gave Demonous something to work with. The slave walked into Demonous' training room and glared at him.The Sith Lord laughed at the hatred in this pathetic Jedi. Obviously it had chosen the wrong side of the Force for it's personality. Demonous felt almost sad that he would have to kill the Jedi when he could train it to become a powerful Sith warrior.
However, Demonous could not waste time thinking of the wasted possibilities of this fool. He had training to do. Demonous opened a box in the corner of the room and pulled out the first lightsaber he had ever used. Or, at least a replica. The battle with Darth Nexus ended with the original Lightsaber crushed by tons of stone. So Demonous had created a replica to remind him of his training and all that he had learned from Nexus before he became the Dark Lord.
He tossed the yellow lightsaber to the starved Jedi. "If you wish to live, fight. I am giving you an opportunity to kill me, so I may increase my training." The Jedi Stared at Demonous, filled with disgust. He ignited his lightsaber, filling the room with yellow light. Demonous drew his own saber and ignited it, countering his opponent with a blinding white blade. Demonous spoke telepathically to his opponent, "Attack me when you're ready." Immediately, the Jedi lept into the air, his lightsaber trailing behind him in his limp arms. Demonous raised his lightsaber in defense, but the Jedi grabbed his own lightsaber with both hands and swung over his dead and down towards Demonous' raised lightsaber. Even though he had been starved, this Jedi had incredible strength. Demonous gripped his lightsaber with both of his upper arms in order to keep it from being pushed back towards him. The Jedi, who was still in midair, kicked his legs up in order to do a backflip over Demonous' head. The Sith Lord had never seen a fighting style like this before. The Jedi's arms were constantly limp, except for when he made his attacks, which seemed to have the strength built up from the times when he wasn't using any. As the Jedi attacked and Demonous blocked, the Sith searched through the Jedi's mind, discovering all of the details; advantages and disadvantages, histories, It was like this Jedi dedicated his life to learning and mastering everything about this lightsaber form.
Now that Demonous had learned everything about this style of combat, he could see every attack before it came. The swipe at the feet followed by the upward slash, the flips and dives toward the opponent, everything played out in Demonous' head moments before it happened. Demonous also knew how to block everything, but he still lacked the physical strength to execute the actions. He could barely defend himself from this Jedi's onslaught. There were two guards standing at the doorway in case something went wrong, and Demonous telepathically spoke to them as he fought, "I will disable the Jedi for about a half an hour. I need you to get him back to the prison area. Get him his own cell and keep him well fed. I need to keep this one for more training." Demonous saw the guards nod to him out of the corner of his eye, and prepared himself for what he would do next. The Jedi landed about ten feet away from Demonous, And the Sith Lord instantly turned to stare his opponent straight in the eye. He concentrate all of his energy on his opponent. He needed to be able to control this so he wouldn't kill his opponent, and controlling this power severely drained him. His opponent was about to swing the lightsaber at Demonous, when suddenly the Sith shot a blast of pure mental energy guided by the Force. His opponent screamed and fell to the floor as he felt the pain of twenty knives slicing through his central nervous system. He suffered no actual damage, but the pain caused him to go unconscious.
The guards walked in and dragged the Jedi off. Demonous, who was both Physically and mentally exhausted, walked back to his personal quarters to rest before he began weight training.
Phoenix had gained an immense amount of strength in the past few weeks. He had weight trained each day and learned about lightsaber forms from his now duel partner. Every day the two would have a duel for a couple of hours before the prisoner was sent back to his prison chamber.
However, Darth Demonous was now missing. Phoenix felt weak as he heard the news that his Master had died. Darth Nexus had been betrayed by one of the least expected people in the Sith Order. Phoenix went to his training to find his duel partner grinning at him. "I heard your pitiful master died," the slave said to Phoenix. Phoenix had taught him much about the Dark Side as they fought, planting thoughts deep in his opponent's mind in order to manipulate him over a long period of time. However, now he regretted it as his duel partner mocked him. He instantly threw his opponent a lightsaber. However, this time it was Darth Demonous' brilliant white lightsaber. Phoenix drew the yellow lightsaber that he used in his training with Darth Nexus. "Defend yourself before I slaughter you where you stand," Phoenix said to his opponent.
The moment his opponent's lightsaber illuminated the room Phoenix Force pushed him into a metal wall, which bent under the force of the impact. The Jedi recovered quickly despite the shock. The two had never used Force powers in battle before. Even with his fast recovery, though, by the time the Jedi had stood up Phoenix was rushing at him, his lightsaber following him. He launched himself at his opponent, flipping in the air to let his blade gain momentum. His opponent barely blocked, staggering under the weight of Phoenix's might. Phoenix Force kicked under the lightsabers, and sent his opponent back into the wall, which was starting to drag the ceiling down. Phoenix landed on his heel and jumped backwards towards a wall. His opponent was standing now, Readying himself for another attack. Phoenix was using the force to speed his movements, and was flying towards hi opponent. The jedi was about to jump out of the way, so Phoenix created a Force Wall in his way. The Jedi Jumped to the side as Phoenix neared him, but his face met a solid wall and he fell to the ground, his nose bleeding. Phoenix could see the fear in the Jedi's eyes as he brought his lightsaber down. However, even though Phoenix had the element of surprise, his opponent was able to block his attack. Phoenix shot Force lightning from three of his hands as he continued over his opponent. The Jedi writhed in pain, screaming curses at the Sith. Phoenix landed about five feet away from his opponent and threw his lightsaber with his free hand. The Force lightning stopped, and Phoenix used his three hands to lift his opponents into the air. He smiled to himself as he stretched his opponent's arms out to the sides. His fourth hand was still controlling the flying lightsaber. Phoenix laughed as his opponent glared at him and yelled oaths of Pain and death. "Now you are truly a Sith," Phoenix said in return, "It's a shame I have to kill you."
The lightsaber flew circles around Phoenix's worried opponent, slashing minor wounds in the Jedi's torso. Phoenix's hand twitched and the lightsaber slashed in a wide arc, cutting off the Jedi's hand. He screamed in pain as his severed limb fell to the floor with a dull thud. Phoenix could barely control his use of the Force through his laughing, and nearly ripped his opponent's arms out of their sockets.
(To be Continued)
However, Darth Demonous was now missing. Phoenix felt weak as he heard the news that his Master had died. Darth Nexus had been betrayed by one of the least expected people in the Sith Order. Phoenix went to his training to find his duel partner grinning at him. "I heard your pitiful master died," the slave said to Phoenix. Phoenix had taught him much about the Dark Side as they fought, planting thoughts deep in his opponent's mind in order to manipulate him over a long period of time. However, now he regretted it as his duel partner mocked him. He instantly threw his opponent a lightsaber. However, this time it was Darth Demonous' brilliant white lightsaber. Phoenix drew the yellow lightsaber that he used in his training with Darth Nexus. "Defend yourself before I slaughter you where you stand," Phoenix said to his opponent.
The moment his opponent's lightsaber illuminated the room Phoenix Force pushed him into a metal wall, which bent under the force of the impact. The Jedi recovered quickly despite the shock. The two had never used Force powers in battle before. Even with his fast recovery, though, by the time the Jedi had stood up Phoenix was rushing at him, his lightsaber following him. He launched himself at his opponent, flipping in the air to let his blade gain momentum. His opponent barely blocked, staggering under the weight of Phoenix's might. Phoenix Force kicked under the lightsabers, and sent his opponent back into the wall, which was starting to drag the ceiling down. Phoenix landed on his heel and jumped backwards towards a wall. His opponent was standing now, Readying himself for another attack. Phoenix was using the force to speed his movements, and was flying towards hi opponent. The jedi was about to jump out of the way, so Phoenix created a Force Wall in his way. The Jedi Jumped to the side as Phoenix neared him, but his face met a solid wall and he fell to the ground, his nose bleeding. Phoenix could see the fear in the Jedi's eyes as he brought his lightsaber down. However, even though Phoenix had the element of surprise, his opponent was able to block his attack. Phoenix shot Force lightning from three of his hands as he continued over his opponent. The Jedi writhed in pain, screaming curses at the Sith. Phoenix landed about five feet away from his opponent and threw his lightsaber with his free hand. The Force lightning stopped, and Phoenix used his three hands to lift his opponents into the air. He smiled to himself as he stretched his opponent's arms out to the sides. His fourth hand was still controlling the flying lightsaber. Phoenix laughed as his opponent glared at him and yelled oaths of Pain and death. "Now you are truly a Sith," Phoenix said in return, "It's a shame I have to kill you."
The lightsaber flew circles around Phoenix's worried opponent, slashing minor wounds in the Jedi's torso. Phoenix's hand twitched and the lightsaber slashed in a wide arc, cutting off the Jedi's hand. He screamed in pain as his severed limb fell to the floor with a dull thud. Phoenix could barely control his use of the Force through his laughing, and nearly ripped his opponent's arms out of their sockets.
(To be Continued)
Phoenix regained control as his opponent raged at him. He was really pretty sad that, even after all this training, this fool still couldn't use any Force Powers. "Come on," Phoenix said, "Couldn't you at least try a little bit?" His lightsaber flew around the Jedi, slashing small wounds in his torso. The Jedi glared at Phoenix, but then stopped, as if he had changed his mind about being angry. He closed his eyes and began to meditate as he was being held in the air by Phoenix's immense Force abilities. A look of peace entered the Jedi's face, and Phoenix was getting bored when suddenly the Jedi opened his eyes and lifted Phoenix into the air. Phoenix was raised to the ceiling and then slammed down on the floor, unable to block the Jedi's power. "Ah, now you begin to show your strength," he said as he stood up, "But You're too late. you will die for dishonoring my Master." Phoenix looked up to see the Jedi running at him, lightsaber ready to strike. Phoenix raised his hands and the Jedi slammed against the ceiling. He began to slip into unconsciousness, but his advanced Jedi training kept him awake. Phoenix laughed at how, even though his Jedi masters had taught him so well, he was so defenseless when it really mattered. Now it really mattered. Phoenix used two of his arms to spread his opponent's arms, and one to hold his legs together as he slowly moved back to his place. Phoenix used his last hand to control his lightsaber, which began flying circles around the Jedi once more. The Jedi began to cry as the lightsaber sliced off his fingers, inch by inch. "THIS is why you never mock a Sith Lord," Phoenix screamed over his victim's cries for mercy.
The Jedi's arms were now reduced to stumps at the elbows by Phoenix. He enjoyed his victim's screams at first, but now he was growing bored. His lightsaber swiftly moved across his opponent's chest, lightly cutting lines and burning off sheets of skin. When he was done, he pulled his lightsaber back to his hand. He let his victim fall to the floor. The Jedi sat on his knees, still screaming in pain and shock. He tried to move away as Phoenix approached him, but found himself against a cold metal wall. Phoenix stared at the burned wreckage of a Jedi and raised his lightsaber. His opponent fell silent as Phoenix's lightsaber flowed through his neck, cleanly decapitating the Jedi. Phoenix walked out of the room and the guards entered to find a pale corpse with a picture of a glorious bird engulfed in flames burned onto his chest.
Slowly, Darth Demonous returned to his living quarters and slept.
The Jedi's arms were now reduced to stumps at the elbows by Phoenix. He enjoyed his victim's screams at first, but now he was growing bored. His lightsaber swiftly moved across his opponent's chest, lightly cutting lines and burning off sheets of skin. When he was done, he pulled his lightsaber back to his hand. He let his victim fall to the floor. The Jedi sat on his knees, still screaming in pain and shock. He tried to move away as Phoenix approached him, but found himself against a cold metal wall. Phoenix stared at the burned wreckage of a Jedi and raised his lightsaber. His opponent fell silent as Phoenix's lightsaber flowed through his neck, cleanly decapitating the Jedi. Phoenix walked out of the room and the guards entered to find a pale corpse with a picture of a glorious bird engulfed in flames burned onto his chest.
Slowly, Darth Demonous returned to his living quarters and slept.
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Well this is very interesting. It seems my username was changed to Hue. But I geuss I can star again as a junior member. I need to think up some good reason to be missing for about a year...
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OMG. DUDE. Go look at your freaking thread before you go posting everywhere. WOW. You've gotten like six replies of people telling you that the Sith won't exist any more.
Sorry, but damn dude. If you post a return thread, the least you could do is check to see if people replied to it.
Sorry, but damn dude. If you post a return thread, the least you could do is check to see if people replied to it.
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Well sometimes it takes a while so I move on to other threads. And you don't have to put these messages in all of them. When I finished posting in other threads I saw what was going on.
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Well sorry, but before you posted in any of these, you got replies.... so obviously it didn't take long at all. Just be patient and look around before going nuts posting that this stuff is empty. It's empty because we're switching time lines. Look a bit farther down the site, you see the "NEW" stuff?