Aria Sihin
Jun 6th, 2012, 10:27:04 AM
Bakura - Telaan Valley
For fifteen years, Aria had dreamed of this moment. Fifteen years of training and patience had turned into the longest hour of her life and if she was victorious in combat, it could be her defining moment.
Her opponent was an elder man who looked to be in his late sixties, but the speed and power at which he fought told another story. He was Darth Paladus, Dark Lord of the Sith, her guardian and Master for those fifteen years and tonight only one of them would walk away as ordained by Lord Bane.
They fought in silence, letting the hum and crackle of their crimson lightsabers speak of their rivalry, for everything that was worth saying had been said before. It was a battle rich with grace by the younger woman, flipping and twisting with amazing skill against the older man whose tight movements kept trying to find a way to break her defenses. They knew each other so well that they countered one another with simple anticipation. The superior combatant would be decided on who had the desire to win and once one of them offered an opening. Only then the contest would end.
Exhaustion was creeping into Paladus' features and perspiration had begun to matte his snow-white hair against his skin. Aria smelled victory but her arrogance would not become her downfall. Emotions were impressive tools and they needed to be harnessed correctly. She knew she was far more powerful then her Master ever was, as did he. Paladus saw it the moment his eyes laid upon the five year old girl on Tanaab, that she was the girl from his vision. That she would be his killer.
Yet, still he trained her, slaughtering Aria's family before her very eyes in order to instill fear and anger within that precious small frame. Thus giving her the tools to eventually make her a powerful Sith. His daughter in all but blood.
Quickly his face grew into shock as Aria's stance shifted dramatically. He was merely countering a move but poorly misjudged her next one. In fact, he should have seen it coming, after all, Paladus was the one that taught her it. Aria focused her lightsaber training on Form IV but he also tried to steer her towards Form V in case strength was required during a fight. Her defensive posture melted into a fluid offensive strike that blindsided him. Her crimson blade slid between his hands and cleanly disarmed him, weapon and arm up to the elbow.
Aria clearly knew she was the victor but swept him off his feet to be sure, pointing the tip of her blade at his neck while resting upon one knee.
Paladus gasped for air after his initial scream had died down. Ozone filled his nostrils and he could smell his own charred flesh, but regardless of his condition, he smiled at his Apprentice like a proud father, "You are my legacy, my child."
He closed his eyes waiting for the inevitable release that he prepared himself for by training his student, a desire that Paladus didn't have long to wait for. Aria wasted little time in getting to her feet and lopping off his head without any hesitation.
She disengaged her lightsaber and stood over Paladus' dead body in victory. He got what he wanted out of his existence. A student to carry on the knowledge he possessed of the Dark Side and be free of his spiritless life. Anything worthwhile that he had accomplished would be seen through his Apprentice.
As for Aria, her vengeance was complete and now she was the Master...
For fifteen years, Aria had dreamed of this moment. Fifteen years of training and patience had turned into the longest hour of her life and if she was victorious in combat, it could be her defining moment.
Her opponent was an elder man who looked to be in his late sixties, but the speed and power at which he fought told another story. He was Darth Paladus, Dark Lord of the Sith, her guardian and Master for those fifteen years and tonight only one of them would walk away as ordained by Lord Bane.
They fought in silence, letting the hum and crackle of their crimson lightsabers speak of their rivalry, for everything that was worth saying had been said before. It was a battle rich with grace by the younger woman, flipping and twisting with amazing skill against the older man whose tight movements kept trying to find a way to break her defenses. They knew each other so well that they countered one another with simple anticipation. The superior combatant would be decided on who had the desire to win and once one of them offered an opening. Only then the contest would end.
Exhaustion was creeping into Paladus' features and perspiration had begun to matte his snow-white hair against his skin. Aria smelled victory but her arrogance would not become her downfall. Emotions were impressive tools and they needed to be harnessed correctly. She knew she was far more powerful then her Master ever was, as did he. Paladus saw it the moment his eyes laid upon the five year old girl on Tanaab, that she was the girl from his vision. That she would be his killer.
Yet, still he trained her, slaughtering Aria's family before her very eyes in order to instill fear and anger within that precious small frame. Thus giving her the tools to eventually make her a powerful Sith. His daughter in all but blood.
Quickly his face grew into shock as Aria's stance shifted dramatically. He was merely countering a move but poorly misjudged her next one. In fact, he should have seen it coming, after all, Paladus was the one that taught her it. Aria focused her lightsaber training on Form IV but he also tried to steer her towards Form V in case strength was required during a fight. Her defensive posture melted into a fluid offensive strike that blindsided him. Her crimson blade slid between his hands and cleanly disarmed him, weapon and arm up to the elbow.
Aria clearly knew she was the victor but swept him off his feet to be sure, pointing the tip of her blade at his neck while resting upon one knee.
Paladus gasped for air after his initial scream had died down. Ozone filled his nostrils and he could smell his own charred flesh, but regardless of his condition, he smiled at his Apprentice like a proud father, "You are my legacy, my child."
He closed his eyes waiting for the inevitable release that he prepared himself for by training his student, a desire that Paladus didn't have long to wait for. Aria wasted little time in getting to her feet and lopping off his head without any hesitation.
She disengaged her lightsaber and stood over Paladus' dead body in victory. He got what he wanted out of his existence. A student to carry on the knowledge he possessed of the Dark Side and be free of his spiritless life. Anything worthwhile that he had accomplished would be seen through his Apprentice.
As for Aria, her vengeance was complete and now she was the Master...