Continued Taint of a Young Man (Caed Ultor's Training)

[Rev]

Caed stood in silence, awaiting for the next step in his training. That silence would soon break by his Master's voice. Hearing it echo off the walls he took in the information and thought for only a moment.

"I wish to enhance my control of the Force, Master."

He reached into the pit of his abilities and sent and blast of Force Lightning at an Acolyte training against a fellow student. Watching the electricity course through the young man's body brought a smirk to Caed's own face, he loved seeing the raw emotion of a fellow being rise to the surface. Stopping the electric current he looked back to his Master, he wished to know more.

"I can feel the power coursing through me, but I wish for it to be stronger, unstoppable..."

 

[Horizon]

That was an acceptable answer thought Rish. Although it has been used many times through out the order. But then again what better goal is there than become an unstoppable force? But as he watched his acolyte torture another by using the lightning that was concentrated from hate and malice, Rish could see the nature of the bogan.

"Then lets see how you fair with this excersise."
Moving his hand slightly he brought over three metalic coils. Two sat lower than third as it towered over the rest.

"I want you to hold these three coils and course that lightning you displayed earlier into all three as you hold them in the air. Do this aslong as possible"

An easy task. Rish thought, he didint care too much for certain parts of training the acolytes. The Force portion was the most annoying. Rish felt that these things should be taken care of by the acolytes.

 

[Rev]

Caed listened to the man before him, this seemed like a simple enough task, and it would be treated as such. Staring at the three coils he focused on each, the Force wrapped itself around each. Telepathy took control from there, holding each at the desired position he reached out with his right hand, a small storm erupting from his hand. The bolts hit the first coil and quickly shot to the second, lower coil, and finally went to the third.

Staring at the coils he could feel the power of these blast coursing through his veins, but what good was practice without a distraction thought the Acolyte. Maneuvering the third coil just slightly it transferred the blast at yet another target, himself. Taking in a breath as he watched the bolts close distance between the coil and himself. Getting struck by the concentrated force he cringed as the bolts struck him. Feeling his muscles tense up he arched his back, though somehow found a way to ignore the pain. The storm of electricity continued to pour out of his hand until he could no longer, not from fatigue of the Force itself, but to his physical form.

Stopping the blast he remained standing, his robes smoking from the torture he had just put himself through. The coils however remained levitating over the ground as instructed, taking in a slow breath he looked over at Rish and awaited his next command.

 

[Horizon]

A very exceptional display of power and self control thought Rish. Although he himself would of never done anything as such. Picking up a couple of small weights and then a rather large one, Rish brought them over to his acolyte and set them down from largest to smallest.

"I want you to start from the the first four weighted blocks and then onto the fith, heaviest block. Then stack them up from smallest to largest and hold them perfectly ontop of one another."

This excersise was feeble at best for Caed but practice makes perfect.
But he should an excellent understanding of the Force through out the other small segments of the training. But now Rish awaited the results of acolytes ability.

 

[Rev]

Caed stared at these blocks, each were of different weight, size, and density, never-the-less he almost laughed out loud, as if it were a joke. Focusing a little harder the coils he had been controlling in the Force remained floating high above the ground, it would only cause his focus to increase should he keep them in the mix.

"Yes, my Master."

His mind focused on the largest block, watching it rise up in front of his face, it began to do 360 after 360, constantly rotating as if it had it's own axis to rotate on. The other 4 blocks rose in succession next to one another. It was becoming a strain to hold up 8 objects with the Force, but the only way to get stronger in terms of Force Power was to push himself to the limit.

Focusing on the blocks now that they were all aligned next to one another in the air, they began to situate on top of one another. Stacking like a tower as one was placed on another they both turned on the same axis, as if they were one object upon adjoining. Before he knew it the entire group became one tall stack and rotated so very slowly. Sweat began to run down the Acolyte's forehead as he felt the strain of the coils, and now the blocks building. Taking in a slow deep breath his face remained expressionless. His innards were fuming with a mixture of emotions, hate for having to do such a simple task, joy for completing it beyond the requirements, anger for having any fatigue, and the list went on. Pulling his attention from the blocks he looked at Rish and spoke.

"Master."

His eyes stared at the trainer before bowing his head in thanks, the objects continuing their slow turn. Then as suddenly as they had rose to the occasion a difference commenced. The first third and fifth block spun clockwise well the second and fourth spun counter-clockwise, adding to the strain the boy already had on his back. It looked like some form of a complex dial now. Letting out another slow breath that cold, expressionless face continued to maintain a look of the Bogan before awaiting new instructions.

 

[Horizon]

Rish merely stroked his tusks as he watched on as Caed displayed his control of the Force. It was good for a acolytes demonstration of his own ability.
But he still did not care for this portion of the training. But rather he wanted to see how much he could stand. Using the Force on a panel within the seeling two huge blocks weighing at least one-hundred each.

"Now I want you to sit there and hold both of these blocks ontop of one another. As they sit above your head."

Rish chuckled to himself as he wanted anyone to crack under such pressure.
But if his acolyte did die, this would give off that he wasint cut out to be one of the Bogan. How sad that would be.

 

[Rev]

Watching the large blocks slide out from the ceiling, Caed stared at them, two hundred pounds would crash down upon him if he didn't hold them correctly. Certainly enough to injure him, possibly even kill, though that wouldn't be a factor, at least he hoped not.

The various objects around the two dropped to the ground with a clash of sounds before both bricks rose up slowly. Hovering them over above his own head he looked up, staring at the weight, a strain coming over his form. Taking in a slow, but deep breath he couldn't help but focus even more on the slabs above him. There was little chance of them falling upon him; however, they were both capable of falling if he lost focus.

 

[Horizon]

Holding his hands behind his back Rish merely watched on once more as his acolyte held the blocks using his knowledge of the Force. Abruptly, RIsh walked over to Caed and laid down a rather old parchment before him.

"These phrases our code in which we as Bogan follow. It is what gives us our strength aswell as ourselves. Memorize them while maintaining a grip on those blocks. Then when you feel you are ready to recite them from memory and move onto your next section of your training, just tell me"

 

[Rev]

Looking down at the parchment before him he smirked, he had seen it before, it was beliefs he had lived by, and would live by. Looking away almost instantly after seeing what they were he looked up at the rocks and then back to his Master. Speaking aloud with a confidence unlike any other he recited the code of the Bogan.

"No peace, only suffering. No knowledge, only instinct. No serenity, only passion. No harmony, only chaos. No life, only death."

Pausing he awaited for Rish to ask him to continue, or if simply knowing the code would suffice.

 

[Horizon]

"Good. Now tell me what each line of the code means to you."

Rish folded his arms across his chest as he awaited to his acolytes answer.
His response would definetly give Rish his own expectations of Caed as Bogan.

((Sorry for the freakishly short post))

 

[Rev]

Holding the rocks up, the Acolyte thought. Coming to the answers after a deep thought, but with no haste he spoke to his trainer.

"No Peace, only Suffering. This comes to me simply put as no matter what occurs in life, we will suffer. Throughout our life we are put to suffer, and we must accept that, use our suffering to empower ourselves. Use that suffering, that built up anger and hate..."

The rage in the young mans voice was far more apparent than his words. His voice only carried out louder, and angrier as he continued, his words filled with such passion, yet such hate.

"No knowledge, only instinct. This tells of action. We must act, and react, use the strength we have to enact. Thinking our actions out only allow our enemies to react to our inaction! We must be agile, and swift, quick to react... quick to attack... quick to kill."

His voice died down, only momentarily before rising back to it's strength.

"No serenity,only passion. This entails that we must allow our emotion to show. Unlike our Jedi counter-parts.. We must let our rage, our hate, our joy, everything our forms can express, we must let it empower us. Use it to guide us. We cannot suppress such feelings, it only denies power, my Master.."

He took in a slow but deep breath. Then spoke out his voice carrying just as it had before.

"No harmony, only chaos. This speaks of how this Universe is constantly at war with itself. There will never be harmony in a place that is driven by such war, and chaotic events. We must use this chaos as an aid to our own goals. Chaos is a great ally, it spreads the Darkness throughout the Galaxy.. An ally with the Force, chaos will be spread by me, it will cause death and destruction, chaos will enrich my being, Master..."

This time he simply continued, his voice lower now.

"No life, only death. It is simple, every being in the Universe will at some point die. No matter its span of life, it will come to an end, a promise given to us at birth. This means we must live our life as after death there is nothing, no afterlife that others dream about. We must act in the time we have, for when that time is up our actions have been canceled. It is a simple truth, use the short time we have to leave our impression. I will leave my impression, Master, I will make a mark unlike any Bogan has left, an imprint. The Jedi will know of my existence and fear it, they will go against their own beliefs out of fear. They will bow to my blade or they will fall by it..."

The rocks above hadn't so much as moved since their lift into the air. They were in complete focus, as if sitting on an invisible pillar. Bowing his head to Rish, he slowly released the rocks from his grip, in a violent manner. The two boulders slamming into the side of the room they stood in, breaking into various pieces.

 

[Horizon]

Rish stroked his tusks as he listend along as his acolyte gave his own interpretations of the code. It was almost heart warming to Rish as he explained each line with such belief in his own words. This was the true spirit of the Bogan. After all was said and done, Rish clapped his hands together for a moment. He then walked up to caed untill he was a couple feet away from where he sat. But the sudden crashing of the blocks made him stop dead in his tracks for it was quite unexpected.

"Well done Caed. You never cease to amaze me as an acolyte and as a Bogan."
Turnign his back, Rish waved Caed to follow as he set off torwards another hallway. The next portion of Caed's traing would reveal another key piece in his place within the confines of the Bogan...

 

[Rev]

Nodding, he did not care what his Master thought, it was a reassurance however to know he was doing good in the Bogan. Bowing to Rish as he finished his words he spoke.

"Yes, Master."

Standing in place, he watched as Rish motioned to follow. Pulling his cloak around his form a little tighter he flipped the hood up. Walking just behind and to the right of Rish he awaited their destination.

 

[Horizon]

Passing through the hallways that all seemed to mimic one anothers appearence, finaly Rish came to a halt at a seemingly blank wall.
Rish backed up and assumed a fighting position that Caed was surely not familiar with, then Rish struck the wall once with what would be bone shattering punch for any normal being. Then the wall slowly revealed itsself to be a hidden room. At the end of the room layed a small chest upon a wooden bench. Rish then motioned his hand once more for Caed to go into the small hidden room.

 

[Rev]

Looking into the room secretly built into the passage hall. It was unique to say the least, but very bland. Staring at the bench then seeing the motioned hand he simple nodded. Walking into the bare room he walked over to the bench, unsure of what to do next.

((Sorry short post))

 

[Horizon]

Walking over next to the desk, Rish stood looking over his acolyte like a statue. "Open the chest and assemble your tool that will carve out your place within the Bogan."
Caed would do more than make his destiny. He would end the Knights of the Jedi's destintys if any ever got in his way.

 

[Rev]

Walking over to the chest he slowly opened it, peering inside he seen an array of objects that he was not unfamiliar with. Staring down at the various pieces that would assemble a lightsaber an idea sparked in his mind. Reaching into the box he began grabbing various pieces and before long they were all set out before him. Piecing them together in a matter of minutes he gave the hollowed object a few turns between his hands. It was the perfect weight, the end of each part of the hilt weight the same while the bar that connected the two remained a constant weight. The prongs at the end of each side indicated it would be a double bladed saber.

Looking back into the chest he saw and array of colors blinking back at him. They ranged from a dark, almost blackened red, to that of a bright orange. Each blade would be considered a "red" hue, and his would be the most unique of the colors. Reaching in he wrapped his hand around one of the crystals that had jumped out at him. It mimic'd the color his own blood carried, a dark red that would pierce through the very flesh of his enemies. Extracting their blood with a blade that matched. He would be a murderous member of the Bogan, Jedi would fear him, and that crimson blade he now carried. Closing up the encasing around the hilt he hit the igniter and with a loud hiss the red blade came to life. Giving the staffed blade a series of twirls between his two hands he spun the blade around his back, it acting like a spindle around his form. Catching it with his other hand he gave it a quick spin within that left hand and deactivated it. The familiar suction noise echoed through the small room and the metallic object clipped to his belt at the hip. Looking at Rish his face held no expression.

"My weapon is complete, my Master."

 

[Horizon]

"Good, Caed. Now go to an empty room within this temple and make it your home. If there is none available perhaps you should intervene."

Rish then left off to the library to inquire more knowledge to teach himself and his acolyte.

((Feel free to rp your character finding a room and then do a time-jump to the morning.))

 

[Rev]

Nodding to Rish, Caed was curious as to what he would need a "home" for, this place would not be his home, as Dark Jedi friendly as it was. He would house himself somewhere far more elegant though just as dark, these hidings, these crawl spaces were no place for a Bogan. He deserved far better, though he would oblige his Master's request, for now.

"Yes, my Master."

Walking past his trainer he began to pace the halls, ever so slowly, reaching out in the Force, trying to sense what it was he was looking for. Then it came to him like a slap in the face, like a waterfall crashing into the lakes and seas below, he found his place. Staring at the blank wooden door before him he traced his finger across the dense wood's rotting boards. Feeling the course wood dig into his finger, nearly sending a sliver into his finger at every new grain brought a smirk to the young man's face, it was time to make an appearance to the poor souls inside.

Giving the door a few soft taps he closed his eyes, reaching out and sensing the two men inside, and of course the young woman as well. Feeling the radiance that the being approaching the doorway let off as he got ever so close Caed simply waited. At the exact moment the stranger inside reached for the door to pull it open, Caed's new blade came to life, the crimson blade cutting the dense wood through the upper middle in a perfect horizontal line. At the same instant a Force Push blew the door open, sending a lifeless body skidding across the rocky surface covered in dirt into the cave dwellings wall, a head trailing behind it.

Caed's eyes stared in, there was a darkness about them that eyes seemed not to carry, a glimmer of darkness in them that only a true dark side user could possess, and they were staring down the two remaining Bogan that stared in awe. Lifting his left arm, Caed, aimed it at the woman and cupped his hand like a "C" his index and middle finger clutching in further at the woman's throat. The Force did as it was commanded, reaching out and gripping the woman's throat, her arms flailing as she attempted to reach for her own lightsaber. Her attempts however would be futile as the "C" Caed's fingers had formed closed into an "O" and a sound unlike any other filled the halls of the temple. Hearing the woman's trachea snap brought a smile to the young man's face, his eyes staring now at the last survivor. Taking his left hand and flicking his wrist aside the limp woman's body followed, forming a heap next to the table she had stood from only moments before.

Focusing now on the last man who was now charging at him, Caed's lightsaber rose in defense. Swatting the attacker's blade aside he took a step back with a combined 180 to be facing him, now in the center of the room. Giving his own blade a twist, Caed couldn't help but smirk, as if taunting the poor Acolyte. Letting him charge Caed side stepped once more and cut upwards at the man's downward attack, slicing his arms in two at the wrists, leaving him with no offense. Taking a step back Caed laughed at the man who was consumed in fear.

"You will beg for death... and I may grant it to you... fool."

The man's eyes widened and a blast of Force Lightning shot from Caed's own hand, coursing through the stranger's framework. Screams filled not only the room but the entire temple it would seem as he begged for it to stop. He was no Bogan, he did not embrace the pain being cast on upon him. Continuing his manic laugh the lightning would only continue from Caed's hand until the stranger's body fell limp in the center of the room. Staring at the limp form the only motion was his chest gasping for breath, a arm rose as if to attempt to crawl away but having no hand to grasp for anything caused the dying Bogan to look up, a look of putrid horror on his face as the last thing he would see would be that blood red blade coming down on his neck. The flop of the man's head hitting that rock was the last sound to fill the room before the lightsaber itself sucked itself into the hilt, hidden away. Walking to the center of the room, Caed fell to his knees and went into meditation. He would remain in this position until morning arose, surrounded by the bodies of Bogan whom were unworthy.

 

[Horizon]

Passing by each door, Rish could smell the ordor of burning corpse stemming from one of the rooms. It was bright and early while the sun still shined but the ordor was killing beauty of it.

Then finaly Rish happend to peer by the room in which Caed had taken residence in.

"Sometimes I wonder in why we have some students go missing."

Rish merely stroked his tusks as he looked at the lifeliess corpses.

"Get any sleep did you?"