A New Begining (Page 188 of 214)

Kavar leans over, concentrating, then rising thrusts his fists forward as a tremendous surge of force energy shoots through his body and out towards the Sith, shaking the Jedi Temple to its very foundation. With that, all of the temple came alive with activity. Jedi began running here and there, trying to discover what had happened. But the Sith and his opponents were not found in that secluded hallway.

"Why did you come back? Is your hunger for death never to be satisfied, you monster?!"

Meanwhile...

"That's not all," Daan continues. "Revan now has the prisoner. And she won't be anymore willing to let her go than the Mandalorians were."

Norad leans against the railing on the bridge, shaking his head. "You Jedi sure know how to make a mess out of a war!"

"There are more forces at work here than the Mandalorians, and even Revan and her Jedi followers" answers Yi'shar. "Many others, scattered individuals, but with a common dark purpose, are shaping this war. We need to find them if we are going to prevent the carnage that a war with Revan will bring."

"The Kovasn..." Daan says, slowly. "They may know something that could help us... at least, one of them might..."

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"Nice trick."mutters Kavar. "Were you traveling with the circus after you left me last?"

Kavar and the other two masters close in around the Sith.

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"Well, we'll soon be entering Republic space," says Norad. "Once there I'll initiate a transmission. I am not looking forward to informing my superiors of this debacle!"

The fleet continues its journey through hyperspace...

Yi'shar stands, meditating.

"Lori, hold on...Please!!!"

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lol Well that took way longer than I said. 
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The Sith grins again, his white teeth flashing bright against the rough, cracked skin of his face. "I've learned quite a few tricks, Jedi," he chuckles.

The Sith flips away from the wall, deactivating his lightsaber. He plummets towards the ground head first. As he nears the ground he thrust his arms out, releasing a massive Force Push. The power behind the moves causes the Jedi Masters to stumble back, as well as a nice cratar indention in the floor which the Sith lands perfectly in. He activates his lightsaber once more.

Suddenly the Sith seems much stronger. There is an ebb of power about him as if his power is growing... feeding. His moves are more balanced -faster- as he charges forward, dancing around the Jedi Masters. He side steps away from the ground, using enormous Force strength to pull one of the Jedi Masters to him. He then slams the Jedi into the ground and stabs him in the chest.

The Sith looks up at Kavar and the other Jedi Master with a wicked smile. "You still underestimate me, Kavar..."

...Destiny's Pawn, medbay...

Revan looks over at Lori as the medical droid gives her a shot to help combat the headaches and nausea. For some reason the Mandalorians had wanted her, risked everything... for her. Kreia had done the same and even now another player entered the game. Darth Mortis.

Revan wasn't sure why they all seemed so focus on having Lori but Revan wasn't about to let the girl stick around to unravel the mystery.

...Destiny's Pawn, lower decks...

Malak's back arches, his entire body fighting the restraints. While drugs had been aministered as required not only did the Sith's immense Force capabilities eat through them in half the time but his body was rejecting any form of outside help, sweating out the medicine in drops of blood.

"Keep him still, damn it!" the doctor yells.

Two soldiers move to press their body weight against Malak, an effort to hold him still while the doctor performs surgery. While the Force collar kept the man from potentially hurting anyone in the room it was obvious his "dark magic" wasn't his only fighting asset.

Malak groans, an attempt to cry out which is muffled by blood and the loss of his lower jaw. His hands ball into fists, his nails digging deep into his own flesh as he tries to bear the pain.

"Almost done..." the doctor says as if reading Malak's mind. He twists a knob.

This time Malak's cry is just that, a long agonizing plead for the pain to stop which echoes throughout the entire lower decks.

...Coruscant, docks...

Xvan stumbles off the Rogue IV followed by Akson. Xvana links into Xvan's armor, speaking through his helmet's audio system so she can be heard by everyone.

"This thing isn't over yet, boys... if my hunch iis right -which I'm sure it is- we've got a lot of ground to cover."

Xvan looks over at Marx. "Which was to the Jedi Temple?" he asks.

The Sith uses a massive burst of Force energy to charge forward. He grabs the other Jedi Master by the collar of his robe and his wrist. The Sith then throws the Jedi Master at the wall in front of them, pulling the Jedi Master's lightsaber free from his hand at the same time. In a graceful movement the Sith surges forward again, jumping up on the wall with the Jedi Master and stabs him in the chest with the Master's own lightsaber.

The Sith looks over his shoulder at Kavar before performing a back flip off the wall. The Sith leaves the Jedi Master pinned dead to the wall with the lightsaber as he moves towards Kavar, each step he makes sending a faint trimmer through the Force.

He grins, his smile rather handsome for a monster. "Such anger from a Master Jedi," he begins, his tongue running over his lips once more as if savoring the taste. "Such power..."

It is then that Kavar realizes what exactly the Sith was feeding off. He hadn't felt it... hadn't heard its roar in the heat of battle. But now as everything calmed for a moment Kavar realized what was happening. Yes. The Sith had played a marvelous move.

He had poked and prodded until the Jedi Master's righteous anger faded into rage. Until Kavar was slowly becoming the very beast he was fighting. The Sith was feeding off him...

...Destiny's Pawn, Revan's chambers...

Revan paces back and forth in her room. She was... confused. And she didn't understand why. This is what she had wanted.

...

No, it wasn't. She wanted something else. She wanted more...

...Unknown location...

Darth Mortis back arches, his nails digging into the ground beneath him as his new muscles stretching over thousand year old bones. He growls, the beast within him feeding off the very pain that tore through his body. Skin smoothly slides over his raw muscles before that is covered with clothing.

Mortis stands to his full heigth, his breathing labored and heavy. He wipes the sweat from his forehead. It had been quite a while since he'd had to do that. A hundred years... maybe more. But he would get used to it again... eventually. A few more changes and he'd have the hang of it again. But not now...

The Jedi pulls the hood over his head and walks onto his ship, preped for launch to Coruscant.

I just typed the whole thing and it logged me out... I'm so pissed off right now...

I'll be back to post later. Got to get my ideas back straight now.
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The Sith hisses, as if the very words of the Jedi Code burn his skin. He easily outmaneuvers Kavar, rushing towards the Jedi before sliding under his attack; in the process knocking Kavar off his feet and cutting a slip of fabric from the Jedi's robes.

"A souvenir," he smiles holding up the piece of cloth. "I want to have some kind of trophy left after I fry you!"

The Sith deactivates his lightsaber and the air around the two suddenly crackles to life with electricity. The lightning emerges on his fingertips before crawling up his arm until it consumes his entire upper body. He releases a haunting laugh, hitting the walls around Kavar with whips of lightning.

Suddenly the door at the far end of the hallway opens and two what would appear to be large Mandalorian soldiers step onto the makeshift battlefield. The Sith growls, losing his concerntration, and his lightning seems to evaporate as he takes a step back.

Though he doesn't say anything he looks at Kavar with a glare that seems to scream "Cheater!" The Sith suddenly pulls another lightsaber barrel from his cloak. But this on was different than his Sith assassin one... this one was a Jedi's. The Sith activates the lightsaber, the crystal built into the magnificent weapon emitting a pure blue light that seems to radiate through the entire blade.

But something was off. Kavar could hear the weapon screaming through the Force, the proud cry telling of all the lives it had ended, the chaos it had wrought. It was a Jedi's lightsaber... but it had been held by a Sith.

"Until we meet again," the Sith whispers through the Force.

With that he throws the lightsaber, the blue blur barely missing Kavar as it flies down the hallway before lodging into the wall. There was something about the lightsaber that seem familiar to Kavar... as if he had known the Jedi who's hands had crafted it. Yes that was it!

He turns his attention immediately back to the Sith, questions flooding his mind... but the intruder was gone. All he left behind were dead bodies and the eerie blue lightsaber...

Lori's lightsaber.

...Destiny's Pawn; upper decks, Revan's personal chamber...

Revan watches as the door to her room slides open and Malak walks in. She had expected him to survive... and at the same time, she hadn't. Either way, the doctor had done a marvelous job fixing his jaw from what she could see. She smiles as Malak walks towards her.

There was something... different about him now. There was a magneficent power about him that hadn't been there earlier... a dark taint that made her lick her lips in anticipation. He stands above her, grabbing a handful of her hair and yanking it back, forcing her to lay back onto the bed. He whispers her name as he moves onto the bed with her.

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Though Revan is technically the Dark Lord of the Sith now... Malak does have his "I'm the boss" moments. ~_^

Xvan steps towards Kavar, towering over the Jedi with his formidable heigth. "We are no mere Mandalorians, Jedi. We are Kovasn. Built for combat and bred for war. We are what gods aspire to be."

Akson steps forward, brushing Xvan lightly with his bulky figure. Xvan always was a show off and one for big talk and no action. Akson looks down at Kavar, a look of respect hidden beneath the scorched and scarred helmet he wore. "We are here to help you, Jedi." He looks around at the current situation.

"It seems the Sith have already struck here. I apologize for our late arrival."

...Destiny's Pawn; upper decks, Conference Hall...

Revan taps her fingers impatiently against the metal table. She watched as all the men in the room shifted uneasily in their chairs, trying to avoid eye contact.  She could almost smell their fear. It was riveting. Intoxicating.

This was power. Malak walks into the room, his eyes immediately locking with Revan's. Their earlier... encounter in Revan's chambers had been breathtaking. Literally. He was still suffering with the side effects.

He seems to glide across the room before he stands beside Revan. She stands to greet him in almost a friendly manner before placing a light kiss against his cold, metal jaw. Whether it was as an act of endeaerment or a reminder of what he had lost Malak chose not to dwell on at the moment.

He'd given her a taste of who she was dealing with now. She'd be smart not to provoke him.

Malak bends to whisper in Revan's ear. "Where is she?" His voice was deep now. Gruff with a twist of mechanical. It sent shivers down Revan's spine and Malak loved that.

"I'm having them bring her to us," she answers in the same low tone.

"What are we going to do with her?"

Revan smiles slightly. "I'm sending her back to Coruscant."

...En route to Coruscant...

He had been right. Revan felt what Lori was and she was threatened by her because Lori was something more powerful than she or Malak could ever hope to be. She was empty. A hole in the Force. Death.

Revan was sending her back to Coruscant because she knew the Jedi Council would exile her for her actions. They would completely cut whatever connection she had left and Lori would disappear.

But Mortis had other plans...

Kavar bows. "I foresaw your coming, Kovasn. You are welcome here. Your help is greatly needed. We are all facing an evil greater than anyone could have imagined. Our worst fears of this war are now being realized."

"Have you come from the battle?"

Meanwhile...........

Although every second brought Revan's ship closer, the slow speed was almost unbearable even for a Jedi like Yi'shar. He went over every possible scenario in his mind, over and over. There were many obstacles; boarding the ship, moving about without attracting too much attention, finding Lori, getting her off safely, escaping the reaches of Revan's fleet.

One thought did make Yi'shar grin though. Eejee-9

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sorry about that. that's gotta be frustrating. hope to see you on here later

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