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

[Rev]

Hearing footsteps clicking down the hallway, the young Acolyte reached out, sensing it was his Master. A smirk grew on his face but quickly faded, long before the man reached the room he dwell in. Sensing the man behind him, he awaited his Master to speak before standing. Hearing the question he poised the young Bogan simply nodded.

"Meditation, my Master. A substitution for sleep. I feel I need not rest when other subtleties can be used in its place."

Giving the man a respectful bow he crossed his arms, tucking them in the sleeves of the black as night cloak.

"I am at your will, Master."

 

[Horizon]

"Well you must be hungry. Lets head to the training hall for a meal."
Rish turned his back and continued on to the hall.
Today would be a different type of training.
Something for Rish's own benefit.

 

[Rev]

Nodding the Acolyte trailed behind the Master as it should be. Walking through the narrow passages they came to a large room filled with various objects that made up tables and chairs. Shaking his head in disgust at the filth they had to work with Caed looked around. Spotting the mess line he slowly walked over to it and grabbed a few of the foods, all looked in good condition, but somehow seemed as if they wouldn't be. Walking back towards the makeshift tables and chairs he took a seat on a durasteel crate that sat next to a larger one. Plopping the plate down a series of clangs rang out through the hall. Beginning to eat he looked over at Rish, wondering what the day had in store for the two.

 

[Horizon]

Sitting down next Caed, Rish did not even have a plate of his own.
Merely he tapped his claws on the table and then took a small breather.

"What do you hope to achieve in the order my acolyte?"

 

[Rev]

Taking a bite out of a roll he looked at the cold bread and set it back down on the plate before looking to his right where his Master had sat. Thinking it over slowly the answer however came quickly.

"Power. I wish to control those that are weaker than I, my Master. I feel those that cannot control power, must be controlled themselves. If they cannot protect themselves, cannot help themselves, then they are too weak to be a Master of their own decisions. One must do it for them, and I will be their Master, I will command them, I will control them..."

Looking back down at the plate he slid it away, the food was less than mediocre and he wouldn't be a part of it. He would hunt later, find fresh meat, and cook it himself. Looking back to Rish he took in a deep breath and looked around at the various acolytes and trainers that were collecting for breakfast.

 

[Horizon]

Rish sighed for a moment before speaking again as he stroked his tusk.

"I believe after your training is complete we should put your's and my own belief into effect. Those who are too weak in the chain of command will be broken. Then we should fulfill it."

Yes, Rish was proposing to take down a Master within the Bogan.
His same desire like his acolyte's was intensified each time he was given an order. He wanted no less than to be a Dark Master. And Caed could also elevate himself within the ranks and gain respect and power of his peers.

 

[Rev]

Caed thought about this for only a moment before answering.

"Those who are weak shall fall to the blade, my Master..."

His words held such truth to them, such belief, there was no doubt he would kill if he needed, or where he saw fit.

"But who in the chain is weakest... each Bogan Master is not just a weak fool like many in this squabble."

Looking around at the Bogan around him, they all seemed almost out of place here compared to the two.

"The Bogans are a sign of strength and of power... especially the Masters..."

 

[Horizon]

"I myself will be training soon to become a marauder. And when I find this Master that I will train under, he will be the target. I learn the same things that he himself was taught. Then I shall perfect it and more."

Pausing for a moment, Rish brought out his knife once more and began sharpening his tusks.

"As promising as a acolyte you are Caed, you could be the fine line within this plan. Share your thoughts on this. If you would join me in this plan, what would you do?"

 

[Rev]

Caed listened to his Master wondering what exactly his plan would have been going one on one against a Master. Crossing his arms he relaxed a bit, as best he could with the object he found himself sitting on. Nodding as Rish spoke he stared into his Master's eyes, almost piercing through them.

"This man would be a stepping stone.. it would be hard for my own involvement in a plan although it isn't impossible..."

Stroking his chin as he thought and idea pushed itself into his mind.

"Upon the near completion of your training request to prove yourself as a Master you will sacrifice your own Acolyte... I will come in what appears to be unarmed by you, and we will attack."

Looking about the room to assure no one was listening his eyes stopped back on Rish.

 

[Horizon]

"Perhaps. Although we shall speak more of it later when you finish your training. Tell me do you wish to be a marauder or a assasin?"

If Caed decided to be a marauder the combined might of the two might be enough to destroy their target. He didint care too much for assasins. But perhaps they had their perks.

 

[Rev]

Caed thought about this for only a moment, though he wanted to be more Force oriented a Marauder fit his taste far more than an Assassin.

"A Marauder, my hate, my rage, and my constant anger will fuel me in battle far more than a fool with a cloaking device could ever attempt."

Staring across at a group sitting at a table, it was apparent they were all Assassins, quiet and dressed far differently than himself. He couldn't see himself ever being of such cowardice.

"One must kill their enemy face to face, not sneak up and stab them in the back.. though it must be done in some circumstances..."

 

[Horizon]

"Good, good. Now finish up your meal. I will be awaiting over next to the coils once more."
Rish merely stood up and walked next to the coils with electricity still generating from it.

 

[Rev]

Caed looked down at what was left of the meal and lifted up a hunk of meat, what or where it came from he was unsure. It smelt as a good meal should, but biting into it the taste was awful. Dropping the slab back onto the tin circle he stood from his seat and left it there, for someone far below his own standing to take care of. Walking towards the coils he stared at the electricity that connected each of them, shooting back and forth then continuing the process. Looking at Rish, Caed said nothing. He simply waited for his Master to speak.

 

[Horizon]

"Today we will enchance your abilitys in the Force. Use the lightning to strike through each of them. let it flow as long as possible."
Of course they had already done and excersise liek this. But practice makes perfect.

 

[Rev]

Caed looked up at the coils, all three of them seemed to be doing their job without flaw, though it was now he had to enact and send a shock of lightning through them. He would accomplish this task with little problem, he was sure of it. Reaching out through the Force he began to absorb the energy around him, focusing it to the palm of his right hand. Letting out a shout the rang through the area, it radiated anger, hate, and power. The result was a blast of lightning unlike any other he had released in the power couplings of the first coil. That electric shockwave would only continue to the second and third coils, each exploding in succession sending parts shooting throughout the area. Letting out a breath he allowed the lightning from his palm to come to a halt.

 

[Horizon]

"Again."

He wanted to see more.
There was limits to everyones ability.
Even Caed had one.

 

[Rev]

Reaching into the pit of his stomach he extracted another blast of Force Lightning from his palm. It coursed through the rubble that lay dormant around the two men. Watching the objects shake with furiosity he couldn't help but smirk. Feeling the strain come over his body he ignored the pain, ignored the fatigue, and simply continued the blast of Force Energy. Feeling the sweat pour down his forehead and drip off his brow the fatigue began to catch up to him. The blast of energy was weakening though still quite rampant. Taking in a deep breath he shot another blast of Lightning at an object sending it skidding across the rooms floor. Letting the blast come to an end he took in a deep breath nearly falling to a knee and looking at Rish. He however stood firm, not showing a sign of any weakness aside from the obvious fatigue.

 

[Horizon]

Stroking his tusks, Rish merely stood and looked over his acolyte.
He had already began to show weakness.
But that is supposed to be normal for reason that he is a simple acolyte.

"Good. But it was a rather sad attempt as you prolonged yourself."

Walking into a room nearby, Rish pulled a woman and a man from small room in which was their prison. Screaming,kicking and thrashing around, Rish dropped the two before Caed.

"Now kill them. With your bare hands."

 

[Rev]

Caed looked at Rish with hate in his eyes as he demeaned his attempt with the lightning. Taking in a deep breath he heard the screams of the woman and the grunts and groans of the man as they fought. Staring at them he looked to Rish and heard his words which brought a grin to the young man's face. Walking towards them he watched as the two separated and looked on in fear.

Reaching out he gripped the woman by the head as the man looked on in shock. Caed dug his nails into her skull allowing his fingers to knot in her hair. Lifting her body with his own strength he whipped her across the room several feet sending her crashing to the ground in a heap. Turning he watched as the man charged in anger and swung back for a punch. Caed would sidestep and catch the bulky man's arm with his own hooking their arms at the elbow. Giving his throat a chop he swung his leg behind the man's and swept him to the ground. Standing quickly he drove his foot down on the man's head feeling the skull crush under his boot brought a surprising joy to his form. Looking down at the puddle of blood, brain matter, and skull brought a smirk to his face before turning to the woman.

Staring at her slumped form he walked over to her, her body quivered as she feared for her life. Winding back Caed drove his foot into her lower bag, the coughs that followed were enough to make a Rancor cringe. Turning her over he looked at her delicate face and shook his head at her. Pushing his left hand down on her right shoulder his right arm pulled back and drove down, repeatedly. Stopping long after his hand began hurting he looked at the once delicate face that was now bloodied and unrecognizable to the person it had been. Sitting back the gurgles that came from one of the holes in the woman's face he shook his head and reached to her throat. Pressing down on the fragile flesh that made up the woman's neck he heard the snap indicating her trachea was shattered. Clenching his fingers even tighter he could feel blood running down his hand before stopping. Breathing heavily he sat on the woman's stomach, staring down at her mangled framework.

Glaring down at her weak and pathetic remains he laughed. A laugh that would be forever recognizable, it cackled out with hate, anger, but with a sound of complete satisfaction. An almost joyful laugh that was filled with such negative emotions is what radiated the area. Stopping only to smile, his expression soon faded and he was emotionless; but still filled with such hate and passion.

 

[Horizon]

"That was particularly messy I must say. Soon your training will come to and end. Now before we move on is there a particular power of the Force you would like to learn? We will even use more "live" practices."