To pass the time (Open - Jedi)

[Vega Van-Derveld]

Coruscant city - a bustling metropolis full of the delights of the galaxies. It's towering structures and hive like traffic system, it's un-ending supply of population and tourists here to see the old Jedi Temple and other such locations.

It seemed there was a new attraction today, though. The tall blonde man and the darker haired woman by him strode through the crowds atlmost exactly in time, apparently unnoticed by the public. The people simply swerved out of their way, moving to the side with as little physical discomfort as possible. Of course, on occasion, one would thud into one of the darkly clad figures bodies and end up flying up into the air to a sickening death, but it this fact seemed to pass over the heads of the majority - either that or they ignored it in the hope that it was all in their polluted minds.

Vega, a Sith Lord, and Athena, a Sith Knight, were out on a little shopping trip. Or rather, a venture to clear away some of their boredom. They had spent some time earlier in Rama's Corner - the Sith Empires bar - and eventually come to a conclusion that sitting drinking all night was no where near as fun as slaughtering some innocents and looting some shops.

"Where first... the school, the university... maybe even the spaceport?" Vega spoke in his usual regal tone, looking down to his comrade. He laughed slightly, looking around at the swarm, a dark grin forming across his lips.

"Your choice, m'lady."

[Nayala Palain]

The two Sith had started their evening nicely they had talked and shared a few drinks at Rama's. But they needed something else. As they walked down the streets of Coruscant she smiled. The population seemed to understand to Move as the two walked past.

Their feet hit the floor at the same time each making a slight tap against the floor under them. She heard his question and ran the options in her head for a moment.

The school...we could start with the young and kill the older ones later or make them watch.

The University... ooh to kill and torture the mid ages in the prim of their pathetic lives.

Or the Spaceport... Now thats it. A place to kill all ages at once. Kids with their parents and new students for the university.

The Sith Knight looked at Her companion for the night, Sith Lord Vega. She watched as a man who was not watching his steps ran right into the chest of the Sith Lord. The next moment and with out ever moving his body the man was thrown backwards. Not a scream left his lips but his body fell limp to the ground. Athena watched as other people walked around the dead body.

" The SpacePort sounds like the most fun. There will be people and shops. "

[Vega Van-Derveld]

"An excellent choice," he sneered, stepping over the body of another fallen plebian.

Their destination now - the spaceport - would be full of lots of entertaining things to do. As Athena had thought, there would be shops to wreck, travellers to torture and maybe even some ships to crash - what more could they want? Vega sure as hell couldn't think of anything.

"Shall we save the shops for last or loot the credits to begin with?" Vega laughed as they stepped into main entrance of the huge docking complex, their footfalls now clanging against the metal floor. Now, in the more open area, the two Sith stood out like a sore thumb, their dark attire much unlike that of the other citizens.

He paused in his step, looking around the area, folding his arms over his chest as he expanded his Force presence, taking in those of the people all around. A smile formed as he counted up the numbers, noting at least 50 shells ripe for the slaughter.

[Nayala Palain]

Athena had stopped just next to Vega. As he broadcasted his force signature she took in the needed information of the people. He was right about the 50 shells but she had found and noticed 25 shops. It was busy at this time for the spaceport.

~Vega Loot later kill now. Less chance of people trying to stop us and The credits are going to get heavy.~

Athena spoke to her compainion threw the darkside. She dropped her hands from her pockets and down to her side.

" Now heres the question, Force kills or Weapons? "

As her words left her mouth she smiled she knew Vega would more and likely say " Do we have to choose?" so before he could answer her she nodded.

" Your right both. "

They both took a few more steps forward and into the spaceport farther. She sized up the people to see who would run and who all would stay and take on the two invading sith.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: Two double doors at the far end of the spaceport's plaza opened, revealing a dark-clad figure with shock-white hair, and piercing gun-metal grey eyes ::

[Vega Van-Derveld]

A gloved hand delved into the pocket of his wide-collared trench coat, rifling around some items behind eventually retrieving what he had been searching for. He spun the sleek metal cylinder between his finger tips, allowing the suns rays to outside to flare against the surface as he held it up into the air.

"Let's take some of teens first, eh? Probably will scream the most."

He strode forward, once again sending out a radar-like wave to pick up the presences of those all around him. Something had changed though, there was a more strong force. The group itself had produced an extensive mark, however this one seemed to be almost doubling it in size.

"It seems we have company," he murmured, eyes roaming lazily across the crowds to try and locate the source.

Across at the further reach of the room the doors swung open and Vega's line of sight quickly snapped towards the one who had stepped into view. A slight grin came over his face as he realised just who had appeared.

"Well well, It seems the mighty Anbira has graced us with his presence," he laughed, tapping Athena on the shoulder with his saber hilt before directing her gaze towards the old man who had just entered.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

<font color=0099CC>I feel your fear, Vega. You should not have come back. </font>

:: Anbira's thoughts brushed against Vega's mind. ::

[Vega Van-Derveld]

"My fear? Hah. I think your mind deceives you, Jedi. It is your own fear that you detect. I posses no such feelings."

The Sith Lord folded his arms over his chest, looking towards Anbira with a cocky smile.

"I may have fallen to you at our last encounter, Hicchoru, but this time things will end differently. I have changed much and my power surpasses that which you wield. Not only this, but as you will have already noticed a fellow Sith is accompanying me. You cannot hope to defeat us both."

[Anbira Hicchoru]

Perhaps you're right

:: Anbira gestured with his right hand to Vega's female accomplice, who suddenly raised in the air by a few feet ::

Perhaps my only chance in victory is to face you alone.

:: Athena accelerated backwards and upwards, smashing into a duracrete wall with enough force to crack the wall's reinforced superstructure. Gesturing to the ceiling, a durasteel beam snapped from the support structure, wrenching itself into a spiked "U" as it flew towards the female sith, skewering into the hard edifice around her, twisting tight ::

[Nayala Palain]

Athena was watching the two men exchange their words when all of a sudden she was thrown into the nearest wall. Her head hit the wall with a sick thud. Pieces of the wall fell to the floor as her body hit the wall. Athena felt the tightness of the beam pulling around her body as she opened her eyes.

[Vega Van-Derveld]

The Sith looked up to his now suspended partner and raised one eyebrow, speaking to her to the Force to try and make sure that she was alright. For the moment there wasn't much he could do to get her down - Anbira had a strong hold on the bar, which left Vega, once again, facing the Jedi on his own.

"Ha, so you cannot handle both of us."

Seraphim sprang to life in his right hand, the brilliant white core pulsating, the yellow aura radiating around it.

"You are so quick to attack, Jedi. Your policies are unlike those of your fellow peacekeepers."

Vega took a few paces forward towards Anbira, his mind fixed on the bar that held Athena in place - waiting for the moment to come when Hicchoru would drop his hold on her and allow Vega to lower her down via. the Force.

"It is your Sith side showing through, no doubt."

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: Anbira arched an eyebrow ::

Would you have me converse politely with you while you slaughter innocents? You've already shown to be unrepentant. Don't be so naive to think there aren't reprocussions for your evil.

:: Anbira followed the Sith's eyes ::

And were I a dark one as you are...your companion would be dead now, cleaved in two by that rail.

:: He returned his piercing gaze to Vega ::

But, let us not digress. You've already shown that you fail to learn...and so history shall repeat.

:: With crisp bravado, the Jedi pulled his lightsaber from his belt, activating it, and swinging the red blade upwards in front of his face, in a chivalric salute, and prelude to another fateful clash ::

[Nayala Palain]

Athena waited and watched. She knew that the moment would come where she would use the force to get her own butt down from her pirch on the wall. When it happened the Jedi would need to either Run or fight well, for her temper was getting fierce as the time pasted.

[Vega Van-Derveld]

"I am not so stupid as to allow lightening to strike me twice."

His left hand rose quickly up into the air and he swiped it forward downwards, pulling with the Force on the guard that held Athena in place.

"Push it out with me, Athena."

Vega continued to look towards Anbira as the minds of both men battled it out to decide the fate of the Sith Knight.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: The die was cast, as Vega opted to rescue his accomplice, rather than press home an attack. Anbira capitalized, his crimson blade slashing deeply into Vega's right arm as the Jedi spun around, a powerful backspring kick cracking at the Sith's hip, slamming him backwards ::

[Nayala Palain]

As Vega pulled with the force she pushed with the force and her own body. Her body begain to slip as the beam moved from with in the wall. Just then she noticed the attack upon her comrade. Her eyes flashed with anger and she pushed harder with her body and the force. Finally her body slipped from the pinn with the wall. The Sith Knight landed on her feet in a low crouching postion. As she started to rise to her small height of 5'6 she gripped her saber and hit the small silver button and her violet blade snapped to life.

Her clothes were cut and her body tired from hangging on the wall but she knew one thing. She wanted to see the blood of this Jedi.

[Vega Van-Derveld]

The Sith's head snapped around back to Anbira just as his blows met their target. Vega stumbled backwards one step as the kick connected with his body, but recovered himself through a quick jump. Vega heard Athena clattered down to the floor behind him and grinned slightly, his teeth gritting at the pain panging in his mind from the saber wound. Having Athena as a partner in fighting the Jedi would be most useful, even if he did consider himself about the peacekeeper already.

He moved forward towards Anbira with his saber gripped firmly in two hands, a small snake of blood trickling from beneath his robes as he walked. In a quick flash of white he pushed himself into a charge and sprinted at the Jedi. He neared the man quickly and skidded to a halt, lashing out with a swift lunge at his upper torso. He flicked his wrist around and followed the action of the saber, jabbing his elbow sharply into his opponents ribcage.

"Don't be shy now, Athena!"

[Nayala Palain]

"Don't be shy now, Athena!"

She smiled at his comment. She was not being Shy she was working on a force illiusion...

She called the power of the darkside close to her as she made the illusion of The Lady Vader. LV was a comrade of Athena's from the Death Fleet and as well as TSE. She knew enough of Her and this Jedi's past.

The illusion was of LV in a fight although it was no normal fight. The image she showed was of the dying LV. She was not a victor in this fight. Her arm almost cut off, her face still bleeding.. She had been beaten badly and left for dead. She lay there breathing slow and unsteady.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: Anbira staggered back from the strike, in time to see Athena's illusion. The illusion was believable enough, but the effect was not the one that was intended. Lady Vader no longer occupied the place in Anbira's heart that the Sith intended. With memories of his former life swept away, all Anbira saw was a wicked Sith who was about to die.

Straightening, the Jedi pondered hurling his saber at the wounded evildoer and cleaving her in two, but decided that the gravity of her injuries was a great enough foe for her to battle.

A sweeping arc of crimson resumed the battle with Vega, as Anbira pressed forward with an underhanded slash, which led into a double-handed axe-chop that Vega was able to block...barely. The ferocity of the swing brought the Sith to his knees as he braced. Master of the physical assault, the elder Jedi pressed forward, the air seemingly shimmering around him as a cool wind blew ::

[Nayala Palain]

Athena noticed that her vision of LV was not working in the manner it was intended. She noticed that the Jedi liked to attack Vega more then watch her. She moves silently threw where the vision of LV was. From there she brought her saber up and threw the image of the Sith Master and her comrade Lady Vader. Athena thought to herself that her next Image should be of Jubi... But what? And if that didnt work she might have to use a lot of the force to show more then the Jedi could even handle.

[Vega Van-Derveld]

From his kneeling position Vega tumbled backwards into a roll, springing himself backwards into the air using the momentum of his movement. He landed on his feet quickly and sent out a small wave from his mind to detect Athena's location. She was somewhere behind Vega, and didn't seem to be moving at all - or have any plans on doing so. The Sith cursed under his breath and shook his head, returning his attention back to the advancing Jedi.

He responded hastily to the offensive with his own and took a large step to the side, swinging his saber out in his left hand in a cutting motion. The blade was parried at shoulder height, but Vega dragged it downwards out of its bind to lash out once more hacking more viciously at Anbira's chest whilst taking off into a jump over the man - his sabers tip set on a course to strike vertically on the mans chest before moving up to scar his face, seperating it symetrically.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: With poor leverage to attack or defend, Anbira is forced to roll out to the side, tumbling to the ground to avoid a scathing strike from the Sith. In doing so, he loses concentration of the compressed air gathering around himself, which expands quickly in a mild shockwave, throwing Vega onto his back and causing the farther away Athena to brace to keep her feet. ::

[Nayala Palain]

Athena finally back fully to her feet and happy she didnt fall. She noticed she had not even started to help Vega. She noticed the two were near one another.

Athena started a fast run towards Anbira. As he started to stand she jumped up and over the man. She twisted her body with in the air and brought her saber down into the mans shoulder as her body pasted over his. As her feet hit the floor she dropped to the ground fast pulling the saber down with her.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: Anbira gasped and grit his teeth at the flesh wound given by Athena. Rising to his feet, he made a slight hand gesture, sending the female Sith flying backwards until she slammed against the wall with a crack. His saber trailing behind him, Anbira ran at full-speed toward Athena, drawing her towards him with the force at breakneck speed. A sickening crack issued forth as the Jedi greeted her chin with his left heel in a pumping side-straddle kick, causing her body to flail forward as it flipped end over end, sliding across the glossy floor with a squeak. Transferring his saber to his stronger hand, Anbira hurled his weapon at Vega with a backhanded action, trying to catch the Sith by suprise with the change of assault ::

[Vega Van-Derveld]

The sudden rush of force sent Vega stumbling backwards away from Anbira, watching with a rising temper as Athena was brutally beaten down by the Jedi. He gritted his teeth and lurched at the man, ducking downwards to attempt an uppercut like swing with his saber. Just as he began to perform the attack, Anbira's own saber hooked around backwards to clash and repel against Seraphim's beam. Vega bound the weapon downwards, pushing it with all his strength as he jumped himself into the air, hoping to keep the Jedi distracted with his saber whilst planting a full forced kick into his face

[Nayala Palain]

Athena slid across the floor and finally stopped.. Her jaw was broken from the hit the Jedi landed. She fought to get to her feet and face the man once more. She couldnt speak, Athena clad herself into shadowy darkness. As called the pain to her mind and used it to show the many council members and normal members of TSE.

The council memebers...Rama Sha, Dara Shadowtide, Lady Vader, Jedah Lynch, Havok. They each made there way into the space port. Each with weapons drawn and ready. One by one they started an attack upon Anbira each from a different side.

Athena started to shake from the amount of the force that she was pushing threw her body and mind. But the Sith Knight could and would handle the pain and power. That or she would give into it and not fight the take over of her dark soul.

Now 7 of TSE's finest were fight one Jedi or were they?

Athena had made an illusion of herself as to not tip off the Jedi she was already placing an attack on him.

Athena's real body shook violently with in the cover of the shadows.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: Kicked backward, Anbira stumbled into a full saber charge by...Jedah Lynch? He hadn't sensed his arrival. Twirling about, he swung to meet the Sith's saber...but was suprised to see the Sith dissipate into thin air as his saber passed through. ::

Illusions?

:: Turning around, he saw others. Dara, Lady Vader, Rama, Havok. The Sith Empire's council. And arriving without any foreknowledge.

Anbira straightened, his saber held at his waist, until he saw Athena, convulsing ::

Must I strike them all down? Surely they will defend their prodigy.

:: Anbira threw his saber in a looping arc, guided by the force. The spinning blade cleaved every illusion in two, and veered past, ready to split Athena in half as well ::

[Vega Van-Derveld]

As Anbira's saber sailed off into the distiance, Vega took it upon himself to cease the chance he had been given. He leapt up and in at the Jedi, throwing his full body weight into a tackling lunge on the lightsider, the blade making it's course towards the unarmed mans chest.

[Nayala Palain]

Athena had casted an Illusion of herself but noticed that the Jedi threw his saber right at her. Killing off the Illusion of Jedah, Lady Vader, and Havok left Athena with enough strengh to stop the Jedi's saber in mid air.

Twisting the saber as it rest in the middle of the area pointed right at her she allowed the rest of the Illusions to die out. Dara and Rama both disappered as fast as they had appered.

Athena watched as Sith Lord Vega jumped at the chance to attack the unarmed Jedi. She had hoped that the Illusions gave him enough time to rid them of this Jedi.

Moving from the Shadows Athena walked towards the Jedi's saber and gripped it from the air as it was locked still. She now held the Jedi's saber in her hands. She started into a run towards Vega and the Jedi.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: At the last moment, Anbira sensed Vega's approach. A powerful force jump, and the Jedi sailed to the high tiers of the main plaza. Perching aloft, he arched an eyebrow at Athena, his hands spread wide ::

It appears you have me at a disadvantage. I am unarmed.

[Evil Hobgoblin]

A sensation, like leaves being swirled around in an updraft, passed over the combatants.

Suddenly, Hob was there.

It had been a long fight between the two Sith and the lone Jedi, and Hob had felt it. During their times of intense conflict, Hob had made an approach. The Dark Jedi had not hidden his body or presence, relying instead on the inattention the battle had encouraged to keep himself hidden.

Hob now stood at a distance from the two Sith on that same ground floor. His approach had brought him up on the opposite side of Anbira.

He grinned at them all, then began drawing the Force around himself, waiting for his own moment to act.

[Nayala Palain]

Athena looked up at the Jedi as she held his saber. She couldnt speak out right although she could talk within the Force...

~" Why is it I just dont belive that you are un armed? "~

She gripped his saber in her right hand as she then felt Hob for just a moment. Then it left as she returned her attention back to the Jedi.

Athena growled low in her throat and then called upon the darkness to ad her jump up to where the Jedi was.

[Vega Van-Derveld]

Vega looked up to Anbira, his eyes never straying, locked upon the Jedi's form.

"Come down from your perch, Hicchoru," he called up, twisting Seraphim cockily in his hand.

Hob's presence had not eluded him, but he chose to ignore the Dark Jedi at this time. He had no inclining as to what had brought him here - perhaps he simply wished to witness the fall of the lightsider, perhaps not. There was no need to focus any energy into the being, especially when more pressing matters were at hand.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

Because, my dear, I am never unarmed.

:: He opened a hand in front of her, slowly closing it, as a cool breeze rushed at her from behind. Within his closing fist, a pale green light grew, as he drew the air from all around into a superheated sphere of plasma. Opening his hand, the intense dot of light the size of a pea flew towards Athena, exploding in front of her, the shockwave blasting her off the catwalk beam and sending her crashing back to the ground. ::

[Nayala Palain]

Her eyes widdened as she saw the light heading towards her. She looked around for something to grasp when the light sent her flying backwards. The Sith Knight knew she was in over her head but she was not one to stop when things got hard.

Her footing fell and she tumbled backwards. She gripped a beam under the catwalk she was on and she could hardly hold herself. She pocketed the Jedis saber onto her belt so she could use both her arms. Now his saber was clasped in the same place she would normally place hers.


Her gripped started to slip as she looked around for somewhere to fall. Under her was to much rubish to fall into It would surely kill her on impact.


Vega

Athena couldnt see her friend and she figured he was going after the Jedi. She would have called out his name but she couldnt talk after the Jedi broke her jaw. She called upon the darkness and used it to move her from the beam into a jump/roll and she landed on her back against a wall. She looked to her left and saw a person she didnt know.

who the hell are you?

Athena was looking right at a person she had only heard of as Hob, although she had never seen the man. Her voice was heard in his head but not in his ears.

Getting back to her feet she shook her head and looked at the man once more.

Never mind Im sure you will still be here when this is all done.

Although she was still light headed she called her saber back to her hands. Her saber back within her hands she re-ignited the blade. Athena started to stalk back after the Jedi who had just thrown her half way across the space port.

[Evil Hobgoblin]

Hob opened his right hand and threw the Force around Athena. As she took her next step, Hob lifted that hand. Athena had only a moment to realize that her foot hadn't hit the ground before she was flying through the air yet again. Her back slammed into a nearby pillar, and then she fell to the ground.

"Yer right, lass," Hob chuckled, stumping towards her and preparing another attack. "Old Hob will still be here when this is done."

[Nayala Palain]

Athena stood from the crumbled pillar and looked at the man.

Her eyes flashed from a violet to a crimson Red.

~ That sir was not needed~

She lifted her left hand and returned the force power towards the man. Although it spilt into two beams of pure power it wrapped its self around Hob and lifted him into the Air and up towards the high ceiling of the SpacePort. As he slammed into the top some of the material fell to the floor. Then Athena let her grip on the man fall, allowing his body to fall down to the floor.

[Evil Hobgoblin]

Hob flipped in midair and slowed to a stop, storing the momentum that he was countering. "Ye aren't needed either, lass. Be off with ye."

Hob then released the momentum in the form of a strong wind that tore at Athena's hair and clothes and showered her with some of the loose debris from the ceiling that had broken off upon his impact. How she responded to this marginal attack would be interesting.

[Nayala Palain]

Athena simply covered her eyes. This person known as Hob was getting on her nerves. She figured he was here just to keep her and Vega from teaming up on Anbira.



Speaking via the force Athena finally spoke once more to Hob...


" I dont have the time to fight you mister. But wait till Vega and I are done with the Jedi and I shall wait for ya. "

Athena simply ignited her saber. " Unless it cant wait "

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: The Dark Jedi's distraction was indeed convenient. None felt the cold breeze blow, and only when a pale green light shone from above did they redirect their attention to the old man standing far above. His hands clasped around a glowing sphere the size of a grapefruit. The blast power in such an amount of plasma was tremendous enough to shatter half of the plaza promenade into ruin. Wind rippled at his white hair, and the green of the pressure sphere glowed faint in his grey eyes. His aged voice spoke like thunder over a rising sea, its tremendous timbre magnified by the Force ::

Now it shall end, Vega Van Derveld! Sow ye wind, and reap thee...the whirlwind!

:: He cast down the sphere, towards the sith. Its lustre shone bright, until the thunderclap of its releasing, 10 meters above Vega. A flash of apocalyptic light, the sound of a God roaring, and all were thrown from their feet onto their backs. The foundations and firmaments of the plaza promenade were broken free in the shockwave, cubbyhole shops blasted into rubble, as the entire half of the plaza began to cave downward atop Vega, Athena, and the new arrival ::

[Nayala Palain]

Athena looked up and noticed the calapsing spaceport around her. She called to Vega via the force but heard nothing from him. Although she could still feel him near her. The debris from the calapsing building started to fall heavier around her. Creating a sheild from the force Athena tucked herself into a small postion allowing the massive pieces to bounce off her force shield. She had no other way of getting out of the falling building. After being thrown backwards from Hob thanks to The Jedis blast. Her saber was ignited and tucked in close to her body. She watched as her sheild was soon covered in pieces of building. She could hear people screaming. She thought to herself... "And hes the Jedi?"

Athena called out once more to Vega via the force in hopes he could hear her. Her wounds started to ach and her jaw was still pounding. After being broken and she still getting thrown around it was no wonder.

[Evil Hobgoblin]

At Anbira's booming voice, Hob had taken his attention away from Athena and begun gathering energy to form a defense at whatever the Jedi would unleash.

And was it ever a doozy.

The sphere of superheated plasma rapidly expanded, its' glowing green edge advancing on Hob's position. Bracing his position in the air, Hob unleashed his defense. The edge of the blast encountered a black tentacle that siphoned off the energy of the blast, giving it to Hob to use as he pleased. There was, however, far too much energy for Hob to absorb during the minimal amount of time he was given to do so and he simply could not take more than part of it in.

The backlash the dwarf suffered was tremendous. Around his own form, an explosion of similar plasma ensued. This destructive blast encompassed the roof above Hob, vaporizing it before it could become a threat as shrapnel. Though the blast countered Anbira's attack (at least for Hob's area) it had consequences of its' own. Hob's attack blew a crater into the floor, and Hob fell from the air into the middle of it. The dwarf struggled to his feet even as he smoked and steamed from the heat, and he gathered the Force inward to stymy those wounds he'd suffered.

"Anbira!" he called out, starting to limp to the edge of the crater to avoid standing on the superheated floor for too long.

[Vega Van-Derveld]

As the tumult descended upon him and tossed him backwards, Vega braced himself, tossing Seraphim to the floor still ignited at his side. He landed on one shoulder and tumbled sideways, eyes darting up to the debri raining down from above. He rocked back onto his spine and pushed both palms, fingers spread, into the air. From his hands came an arrow of energy, inverting itself upon escaping from the Sith's hands. It moved swifted and straight, lashing through the center group of rubble.

The outer wings of the attack came down upon him in full force, large thick chunks driving down against the Sith's body. The pain shot through his mind, dulling out the message from Athena to a quiet mumble.

"Athena?!"

THUD! A cylindrical segment of a pillar struck Vega's gut, causing the Sith to double over. He heaved out a lengthy breath and rose his knees up to kick the stone into the air. Uncovered paritally, he rose up to a crouch and called his saber from beneath the pile of still crumbling structure.

Physically, he appeared worn out. Mentally, he would not give in. He would not loose again.

"Come face me!" he rasped, getting to his feet, shards of plaster work striking at his body as the wake of the Jedi's attack passed over.

[Nayala Palain]

All of the noise from each of the attacks was done. She pushed up and out with her force shield and moved all of the debri that had fallen on her. She looked around and saw vega. He called out to the Jedi to face him but she knew he was not in the condition to fight. Althought Athena could not stop her friend she could only help.

The floor was red where Hob had been and she heard Hob call Anbira's name as well. Unable to speak Athena spoke once more to Vega.

~ Are you alright my friend? ~

She looked at the Jedi whom was still above her. She had been beaten and brusied already from this man. Although she would never give in she would soon have to flee or she would end up dead. And what a sicking thought that was, killed by a Jedi.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: Anbira slowly descended from the rafter above, the force keeping his fall slow and steady, until his feet lightly touched the ground. His hand extended outward, causing the lightsaber at Athena's belt to be plucked away, and into his grasp ::

[Evil Hobgoblin]

With a twist and a slide, the lightsaber suddenly ignited itself just before coming to Anbira, turning around so as to impale the Jedi with the speed of his own theft.

Hob, meanwhile, had begun to recover some of his strength. He was now floating a foot about the impact crater in the floor, and he seemed to be remarkable clear of injury. The dwarf held one hand out, guiding the lightsaber with a subtle manipulation placed around Anbira's own.

[Vega Van-Derveld]

Vega's head snapped to the side as he looked to Athena, gritting his teeth.

"I am fine!" he yelled out at her, guiding his vision back to the now rearmed Jedi.

"Well?! What are you waiting for!"

He took a few unsure looking steps out of the 'blast-zone' towards Anbira, Seraphim hanging in one hand loosely at his side.

[Nayala Palain]

Athena watched as the little Man moved the saber that was once on her belt. Once she saw the saber start to attack its own Master she threw some of her daggers at the Jedi. Each on guided by the Force they all had a target. Some were to rush past the Jedi and some were to hit the Jedi. Athena watched the Jedi's saber it was something Athena had wanted to leave with but if she couldnt it would be no loss.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: He winced in pain as his saber ran him through at the side. His hand grasping the hilt, he immediately disengaged, it, letting it fall from his grasp. Immediately afterwards, he was staggered back by several daggers. One hit in his left leg, one in his right shoulder, and one in his right upper arm. In a grimace of pain, he gingerly removed the daggers, one at a time, letting them clatter to the floor. He continued to stagger back, bleeding from four wounds now ::

[Vega Van-Derveld]

The Sith limped forwards at a fair pace, attempting a light job to bring himself nearer to Anbira. The man was now, thanks to Athena, bleeding somewhat. It seemed that the little Dark ones intervention had helped them, instead of hindering as Vega would have expected.

"Back down to business," he mumbled under his breath, raising his saber into a upward diagonal 'salute'.

As he drew in closer to Anbira, he rose his free hand and gritted his teeth, calling out one of the few daggers he ever carried from it's pouch at his waist. He side swiped his hand out towards the Jedi then, sending the thin blade towards him at force enhanced speed, aiming for the mans already damaged leg.

[Nayala Palain]

Athena watched as Vega made his way towards Anbira. She then called the weapons , Her daggers, and the Jedi's saber back to her hands. She then reclipped the daggers to there holder and the saber into a pouch on her belt where her saber would more then likely rest. She was into much pain to go running after the Jedi right now. She had never felt such pain in her life. A broken Jaw, broken bones no doubt, plus what ever the little dark Jedi had done to her as well.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: The dagger plunged into Anbira's leg, dropping the Jedi to his knees ::

[Vega Van-Derveld]

Watching Anbira fall caused a huge serge of confidence to flood through his being and his limp quickened - but only slightly. He willed Athena, in his mind, to come join in the glory of finishing the Jedi off.

"You are fallen, I am victorious."

He slowed as he came within a foot of his opponent, beginning to mentally twist his dagger about somewhat within its niche. Taking the chance he had been given, Vega lunged out forward with Seraphim, the tip aiming at the righthand side of Anbira's body, in the upper chest area.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: Seraphim's searing edge dove towards the Jedi, yet halted, inches shy of the killing blow. The air shimmered visibly around the blade, as the plasma in the lightsaber seared against an unseen, immovable barrier.

Anbira looked weary and tired, everywhere but in his eyes. Like those of a hawks, they pierced the space between, and farther into Vega's mind...grey and sharp. ::

You may break my body, Vega Van Derveld...

:: A clattering noise, and the dagger once lodged in the Jedi's leg hit the ground, the blade bent in half. Suddenly, the Sith felt very chill, a whirlwind of air blowing past him, toward the Jedi.

Anbira rose, but not on the power of his legs ::

...my will cannot be broken!

:: Vega was thrown back against the wall, as a blinding light grew around the old Jedi. It encompassed his right arm, growing fiercely bright as the wind increased. When the blinding flare died down, a shimmering, almost ethereal lance of greenish energy could be seen, bound around the Jedi's arm and extending forward one and a half meters.

Anbira had crafted a blade of plasma, of the same potential as any lightsaber.

In the glow of the green blade, Anbira's eyes flashed with resolve. He rose off the ground, grand in height around the Sith. He seemed to grow taller still, might shimmering off his stature, as his voice carried as far and wide as the deep oceans. ::

Now, Sith! You will find release! I am the Angel of Death! I give you the penetance you refuse to take!

:: Another blast of wind, and an identical green spear of energy grew around the Jedi's left hand ::

OOC: if you need any mentalization help, its similar to the soul reaver blade in concept.

[Nayala Palain]

She heard his words and almost laughed although she couldnt.

Athena gripped her daggers once more and touched each one. Her mind was raceing and then the force had finally touched her once more. Each of her blade glowed with a deadly red heat. And she threw each one at the Jedi. So far they had worked to her advantage. As each of her daggers left her hand, an Illusion of Sith Lord Vega Van-Derveld was made after he was thrown Back. The Jedi noticed the Illsuion of Vega slamming into a wall were as Vega was thrown it was not into the same wall.

threw the Force she spoke.

Come on Jedi.... Angel of Death..... Lets Dance once more.

[Vega Van-Derveld]

Vega's body slumped down off of the wall he had hit, and his eyes rose immeadiately to the conjuring act that Anbria had become. His lips curved up into a sadistic smile as he pushed himself up to his feet using one hand, the other gripping his saber firmly after having called it back to his palm.

"Shut up."

The Sith levitated a small piece of jagged metal behind Anbira and force pushed it at the back of the mans head. The tiny shard rebounded off of the Jedi's head and fell to the floor with a clatter.

"You may have your will, but you are fighting those who have will and body."

Vega sneered and shook his head, raising up his saber mockingly - the pain in his back surging through him as he began to lift debri from the floor around Anbira, sending the volleys of metal at the Jedi as he began to walk forward, using the barrage as a means of phasing his opponents concentration.

"Not that your body ever was much to go up against in the first place, eh?"

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: The daggers, debris, and every mobile object immediately careened away in an opposite direction. The air shimmered around Anbira, who sent every missile thrown at him to smite the ground and walls around him. The snaking blades of green at his arms glowed brighter, their power seemingly reflected in his eyes ::

Fool!

:: The word reverberated across the walls, and duracrete seemed to crack in places, in response to the word ::

I master the physical realm.

:: He raised his sabers upward ::

And in my domain, even the feeble of body...can become the most fearsome Titan!

:: The movement was relatively slow, and Vega had ample time to block the slow-swinging green blade. But in bracing with his own blade, he was struck with power that was not of the Jedi's own constitution. As powerful as a swipe of a Rancor's claws, the blow sent Vega off his feet, bowling over and knocking Athena to the ground. He had blocked the blow, but the Jedi could assert power nearly infinite-fold into his frame. Truly, all that could be seen and felt, could be his if he wished.

Though his wits and health still remained dependant to his abilities of might. ::

[Nayala Palain]

The Sith Knight saw her friend on his way towards her. She braced for the impact. The Sith Lord slammed into Athena and the two were sent backwards. Her back hitting the wall that was a few meters behind her. She shook her head as the Sith Lord got up and started to stalk towards the Jedi once more.

Athena still sitting on the floor from the impact of the wall and both bodies. She pulled the shadows in around her and focused on the force once more. She knew nothing they could attack with would really harm the Jedi. Within her minds eye she (Athena) invisioned the Sith Lord and the same glow that surrounds the Jedi Master. Placeing a slightly darker glow around the Sith Lord.

Her newest of Illusion was that of the Sith Lord growing into the same power as the Jedi Master. With the help of the Sith Lord levetating from the floor and into the air. He now was the same hight as the Jedi. The Sith Lord moved Seraphim into veiw and looked at the Jedi Master.

The Jedi's eyes grew wide as the Sith Lord seemed the same power as he. Although he was not the Jedi payed no mind to Athena at the moment, he was focused on the Sith Lord as he had been threw out the whole fight.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: Anbira's eyes widened at Vega's newfound power. ::

Impressive...but it shall be for naught!

:: Anbira brought both sabers up, for a double-overheaded bludgeon strike, straight down upon him ::

[Vega Van-Derveld]

Dazed from the effect of having been launched backwards into Athena, Vega could not have hoped to have been correctly prepared for what was about to happen. He hung somehow in mid air, with an illusionary aura of power surrounding his person - pulsating a dark navy.

Athena's efforts of trickery had indeed impressed Anbira, but had not caused the Jedi to cease; but instead to throw himself into another powerful attack. Vega did all that he could to defend, snapping Tarot to life in his other hand so that he had two sabers in a criss-cross about his head. As he hovered, he channeled his dying energy into creating a quick sharp burst of Force energy that would expand outwards in a flurry once Anbira struck down on his sabers.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: The Force blast cancelled out Anbira's momentum, and the two warriors were locked in a duelist's embrace. Yet the Jedi could feel his strength waning in the Force. He could not endure to the end.

With a surge of strength, Anbira pressed away Vega, and pointed one of his sabers toward the Sith. The blade of plasma was released from Anbira's control, roaring forward into a cone of plasma explosion, lifting Vega off his feet and sending him skidding back, singed from the blast and ears ringing.

Anbira turned his attention to Athena, but felt faint. The loss of blood was affecting him at last. He faltered, falling to his knees, and suddenly lost control of his saber's equilibrium. The green weapon detonated, sending both Anbira and Athena crashing backwards. Anbira took the brunt of it, his last strength protecting himself from his own weapon's energy release. Now, wounded and exhausted, the Jedi lay silent. ::

[Nayala Palain]

Athena stood there and watched as the Jedi Master and Sith Lord took the last stand. Her energy was running low and she was getting very tired. To her horror Sith Lord Vega was lifted off his feet and was sent skidding backwards. He now lay resting against a wall. He had not made anymovement since the blast of Plasma from Anbira.

She dropped her Illusion finally of the Sith Lord and looked up and saw Anbira looking at her. She pulled as much of the force as she could around her. She was extremly tired and wounded. This fight had been long and very bloody. The great Jedi was equally tired he had fallen to his knees and dropped his saber from his hands.. The green weapon detonated, sending both Anbira and Athena crashing backwards. Anbira took the brunt of it, his last strength protecting himself from his own weapon's energy release.

Crashing back into a wall where she had hit once already. The pain shot threw her body. Thankfully still awake unlike the other two. Staggering to her feet the young Sith walked over to the Sith Lord and gripped him by his shirt. She noticed the Jedi had not moved, and she was sure someone would come for him. He was not her concern. One of her best friends at the Empire needed to get home and fixed soon.

Slowly the Sith Knight drug the Sith Lord from the half standing sapaceport. She found the ship that the two had arrived in still in tacked amazingliy. Athena finally placed the Sith Lord on the floor of the Shuttle. Makeing her way to the pilots seat she hit the auto pilot and the shuttle started. Then it lifted off back home towards TSE.

Athena fought to keep her eyes open durring the flight home. She checked her pokets to see how many of her daggers she would need to replace. Four Daggers in all would need to be replaced. Her saber was clipped to her belt and she gripped it and was going to place it in her pouch, but she noticed another saber was already in her pouch. She pulled it out and looked at it. It was that of the Jedi she and Vega had just fought.