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Post by Falco Nightshadow on May 25, 2007 15:15:02 GMT -5
"The force means nothing," snapped Falco. "If the force were so important, than why do they help evil people like you, and kill innocent people like Wae..." His voice trailed off. His hands started to shake. "Vader... it's all your fault! I hate you! You caused Wae's death and my broken destiny!" Falco should have known this was not true, but his anger and hate caused his blindness.
"I was born a slave to a lazy, rich, scummy Hutt. My mother was killed by the Empire! Then I made one of my first friends, who was killed by the Alliance for stealing from them for your missions! And lastly, Wae died because the Empire accused him of being traitor! And now, I too, am trapped to my death. But I am going to survive, or take me with you!"
Falco stepped foward, his face contorted in rage. Falco charged Vader, one of his lightsabers blocking any oncoming attacks and the other swinging aggressively at Vader's head.
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Post by Darth Vader on May 25, 2007 15:21:15 GMT -5
Vader popped a surprise on Falco there. During his training, he had always known that the twin lightsaber forms appeared more adaptable and capable, but were in fact far more limited then a single-saber form. Besides, without the Force guiding him, Falco may as well have been swinging blind. Vader easily tripped the saber with his own, locking them in place. The tip of his own saber was pointed at Falco's face as he brushed the comparatively feeble attack aside, flicking the dual-phase switch on his lightsaber for the first time in recent memory.
What that would do was two-fold. First, it would throw his opponent completely off-guard, as Vader had never revealed this aspect of his lightsaber dueling to his apprentice before. Secondly, it served as an effortless attack, the tip of Vader's blade humming in toward Falco's face, jumping out a full half-meter from its original height. With any luck, that would be the last move in this short duel. If not... Well, Vader had his plans.
((And yes, Vader does actually use a Dual-Phase lightsaber))
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Post by Falco Nightshadow on May 25, 2007 15:46:02 GMT -5
Falco was surprised at the ease of Vader's moves. In sparring practices, Vader seemed to tire from Falco's brute attacks. Falco now realized that Vader had been toying with him then, and was still toying with him now. Falco pulled back from the locked blades and breathed heavily. I wonder what Vader is thinking.
Falco roared in frustration and stepped back, trying to focus on Vader. It was too hard; it felt as if something was blocking him from having clear vision. Falco stared harder, only to find his eyes more un-focusable. Falco blinked his eyes to have his vision perfectly clear. Is there something wrong with me, or is Vader toying with my sight? He realized he had to be more careful and precise with his swings. He shifted his weight to his front and swung more precisely at Vader's legs.
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Post by Darth Vader on May 25, 2007 15:54:35 GMT -5
In an expertly preformed, effortless-looking Sai maneuver, Vader was up and over the thrust toward his legs. As he flipped over his opponent, he switched off the dual phase function of his saber, bringing it back to a normal length as he held it out to intercept any attacks that might come at him from below. He was fully turned around back-to-back with his opponent when he landed, but a quick Jung maneuver brought him whirring around 180-degrees with a powerful one-handed strike to his vulnerable side, from which Falco had just made his attack.
All of this happened in less then the span of a second, Vader's force-empowered body moving with a practiced ease that could only have come from the union of machine, man and the Force that was present in the deadly dark-sider, Darth Vader. He could feel the youth's anger, but he also knew that he couldn't use it. Despite his potential, he had always been weak in the Dark Side; He was unwilling to give himself over. And Vader had been sure not to teach him to call on the Force in any other way.
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Post by Falco Nightshadow on May 25, 2007 16:22:15 GMT -5
Falco was amazed at Vader's graceful ease, considering the mechanical bulk built into his body. Nonetheless, Falco knew that the Sith could use virtually any part of their mind or body, or someone else's body, to do their will. Falco barely had time to swing his blade around to parry his crimson blade.
Falco gasped for breath at this quick and energy-draining maneuver. If he hadn't been trained by the best swordsmen, and Vader himself, Falco would have been long dead.
Nimbly stepping towards Vader, Falco gritted his teeth as he stared Vader straight into his cool, crisp, black mask. He locked his eyes directly onto Vader's shining, red blade. Falco pushed onto Vader's blade lightly while swinging the other blade towards Vader, carefully making sure that Vader was not manipulating his mind or sight.
This was the hardest battle Falco had ever experienced. People commended him for fighting the most deadly assassins, the most dangerous creatures and beasts and the vilest obstacles, but fighting those were nothing compared to fighting a Sith. Nothing.
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Post by Darth Vader on May 26, 2007 0:09:40 GMT -5
The style proved true to form as Vader took in the sights of what was a brilliant defense, all things considdered, and reacted accordingly. With both hands on the hilt of his weapon, he prepared to launch his next devestating offensive. In the short time it took Falco's offensive saber to approach, Darth Vader summoned up all of his anger, all of his rage, all of his hatred, and funneled them into the Force, clearing his mind as he simultaniously drew the Dark Side into his body, strengthening the flesh that was attached to the mechanisation of his full body.
"Graa!" he grunted furiously as he began, flicking the dual-phase switch and pressing out with unequaled might. The elongated blade threw Falco's saber lock off even as it intercepted his incoming strike, tossing both blades up high with enough force to possibly throw the weapons from his opponent's grip. He came in at him then, one furious strike to the left followed by one furious strike to the right, finished off by a spinning Jung-Ma maneuver that took him in a 360-degree turn, gaining speed to add to the momentum of the final crushing blow of the 1-2-3 combo. It was a basic sequence of Djem So, but with the might of Lord Vader's force- and mechanic-powered body behind it, it had the potential to be life-ending.
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Post by Falco Nightshadow on May 26, 2007 10:16:53 GMT -5
Falco narrowly dodged it, flinging himself to the side. Pain shot up his arm as he saw blood gushing down, probably from the awkward fall. Falco screamed in agony as he tried to stand up. "Why..." he said, with his clothes soiled and blood-stained. He turned off one of his lightsaber blades and stuck it onto his utility belt. He then focused and remitted his dark lightsaber blade, standing up carefully, making sure he could balance himself well.
"You are hated," Falco spat, red drops of blood dripping down his arm, "I will have my revenge, blood bringer." Falco quickly strengthened his focusing frequency and slashed at Vader, angrily and aggressively.
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Post by Darth Vader on May 26, 2007 12:53:07 GMT -5
'Good,' Vader thought as he saw the youth go back to a single-saber style. He was already summoning the Dark Side within him as he stalked forward, the lips beneath his mask turning up into a sadistic smile. It was hard to believe that so quickly after the shakingly deadly blow to the Sith's faith, he was already back and strong as he was in the Dark Side. That, however, was not a matter of Vader's own doing. Every day, Vader was administered Sith Poison, a vile concoction made through Sith Alchemy that, when entering the blood of a Force-Sensitive being, forces them to align with the Dark Side. Vader didn't know how it happened, but the poison was one of the only reasons Vader had remained loyal to the Empire now, and Palpetine wasn't about to stop a good idea like this in its tracks.
And so it was that Vader had temporarily forgotten the crash that had come from his son, falling fully back into the Dark Side for the time being; he would likely remain there until late that night. Using that power, Darth Vader quickly intercepted the saber strike. Anger and agression gave a Sith focus, but without sensitivity to the Force, the emotions made for a clouded mind. Vader knew this, and he used it as he easily parried the strike to the side, bringing his left hand forward when it was out of the way. A blast of Force Energy washed over the youth, the strength of it threatening to send him rocketing across the room; still, the powerful blast was simply a distraction. The second would have a dark hand, invisible to the human eye, clenching around his throat and choking the air out of him. Only mental strength in the Force could stop that second attack from taking hold.
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Post by TK-1332 Bjmp on May 26, 2007 19:50:50 GMT -5
(Ok, im posting with nom somewhere else... lol)
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Post by Darth Vader on May 26, 2007 23:39:08 GMT -5
((Mmk, lol.))
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Post by Falco Nightshadow on May 27, 2007 18:53:45 GMT -5
Falco flew back, lightsaber flying out hand. He landed slumped against a rough wall, his back pained and agonized. He could see his deactivated lightsaber about fifteen yards away from him. Falco knew he had to rush to it quickly.
Hopping nimbly to his feet, Falco started to sprint towards his fallen saber, hoping it was not too late.
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Post by Darth Vader on May 27, 2007 19:00:05 GMT -5
It seemed he had recovered quickly, but Vader was also surprisingly speedy. He extended his free hand, never worrying about the fallen lightsaber as he continued his Force Choke maneuver, which would be draining the stamina of this young warrior, eventually leading him to unconsciousness. So far it didn't seem to be having an adverse affect on him, but it was only a matter of time, especially if there was absolutely nothing done about it.
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Post by Falco Nightshadow on May 28, 2007 18:56:41 GMT -5
His breathing got heavier. Falco gasped for breath. It felt as someone was choking him, but there was no hand. Falco gasped and tried to drag himself to his fallen lightsaber. It felt as if minutes passed as he walked a few yards. Swirls. Can't focus. Sleepy...
Falco staggered towards the lightsaber before falling down, his eyes rolled back, unconscious and unaware of the dark lord's powers.
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Post by Darth Vader on May 28, 2007 23:02:06 GMT -5
Vader watched calmly as the man passed into unconsciousness. "Excellent," he thought. It was with a smile that he began moving the rubble away from the door. Now perhaps this student would know exactly how grave a mistake it was to throw off his master-apprentice relationship with Darth Vader. As he stepped from the building, a team of Stormtroopers rushed over to greet him. "Lord Vader," their apparent commander told him, "We have begun our sweep of the planet, but we will need more men if we are to complete the task on time."
"Very well," Lord Vader conceded without giving much thought. "I will take a frigate and fetch reinforcements from the planet Naboo. Meanwhile, there is a prisoner in this structure. Detain him and keep his weapons from his reach. See to it personally." With that, he turned and left the area, leaving his troopers to their work.
It wasn't long before Vader was on the frigate, its course set for Naboo. The ship's captain only had to give a nod to confirm Lord Vader's order and the entire ship turned about, then lurched forward, sending its metal bulk and the passengers within rocketing into hyperspace.
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Post by Marka Ragnos on Jul 29, 2008 8:07:29 GMT -5
Marka watched When Lord Vader went to his ship. ''Vader is more poverfull than I think'' Marka Ragnos said to his apprentice. ''We must follow him.'' sith apprentice said.
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