To Prove To Himself (Open to any Jedi)

[Phantom Magus]

A frown lightly creased his brow. His stood silently with his arms folded over his chest. He stared at the ground, his cold blue eyes not moving or blinking. A quick shake of his head shook him back to reality. He raised his head to look ahead at nothing imparticular, a cold rain starting to fall on the ground.

[Alpha]

Phantom jumps as he hears a cold and dangerous sounding voice from behind him.

"You really need to watch your back more often too..."

As the Sith turns around, he gets his first good look at the Warrior Jedi. Standing about 5'4", this 14 year old didn't look like much, but he had that stance, and presence around him of a seasoned fighter. In one hand he held a lightsabre hilt, and the other a blaster, which was quickly holstered.

"So, will I do for a fight? I promise not to hurt you much..."

Igniting his lightsabre, Satine smiles, the black blade jumping out of the hilt with a hiss, the blade not giving any light whatsoever, but hissing as rain drops hit it. He gets into a fighting stance, the blade held in a kendo en guarde stance.

[Phantom Magus]

A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he pulled the hilt of his saber up, arching it as the all too familiar snap-hiss was heard, the dark red blade rising into the chilly air.

"I maybe more of a match then you can handle."

He crouched slightly, his left leg towards the Jedi. The hilt of his saber towards his waist while the blade was pointed towards his opponent. He montioned lightly with his left hand.

"Feel free to hurt me. Pain is what I thrive on."

[Alpha]

"Careful what you ask for..."

Satine jumps into the air, slicing downwards with his black blade. Phantom blocks it, but is knocked back by the force of the blow. Just as soon as he regains his footing, Satine knocks the Sith down with a side snap kick to his chest. As Phantom lands with a thud, the JEdi Knight circles his opponent...

[Phantom Magus]

He stood up slowly, brushing the dust off of himself.

"Not bad ... so far."

He stood up to his full 6'4", towering over the shorter Jedi. He rushed towards him, bringing the dark red blade of his saber around in an arc towards the Jedi's left leg. Seeing Satine move his blade down to block the blow, Phantom shifts his weight to his right leg, then shoots his left leg out in a blow to the Jedi's jaw, sending him reeling back.

He brought his left foot back down and stood, clutching the hilt of his saber as he looks down towards the Jedi.

[Alpha]

"That stung..."

Satine gets to his feet in time to deflect a blow from his opponent's sabre, and then counters with a swift stab, which the Sith dodges. Before Phantom can get into a proper fighting stance again, Satine jump kicks him, using the Force to enhance his power, knocking Phantom four feet back.

[Phantom Magus]

"Again...not bad..."

As soon as his back hit the ground he bolted up, shooting his right leg out to trip the shorter Jedi. He twirled around on the heel of his left foot and planted his other foot down into the Jedi's rib cage. Standing up fully he brings his saber down in a blaze of dark red energy towards Satine's chest.

[Alpha]

Just before the sabre hits home on Satine's chest, the Sith is thrown backwards by a large burst of Force power--surprising from a 14 winter old Jedi. The Warrior Jedi gets back to his feet, and then strikes out with his own sabre, the black and red blades clashing time after time as both combatents try to find an edge to exploit...

[Phantom Magus]

A tiny bead of sweat dropped over his eye as he continued to parry each of Satine's strikes. His eyes faded to a darker color as he swung the blade of his saber more and more rapidly at the Jedi, trying to find a way to strike the Jedi's flesh.

[Alpha]

Satine continued to block for a few minutes until he just stopped. The Knight switched off his sabre, and stepped back, throwing Phantom off balance as he meets no resistance, and then axe kicks the Sith in the head, throwing him back. He then reignites his sabre...

[Phantom Magus]

He stumbled back a few steps, regaining his balance. A drop of blood dripped form his lip. A small smile came across him.

"Well, what a nice surprise..."

He rushed towards Satine, the tip of his saber brushing along the ground as it came up towards the Jedi's left thigh.

[Alpha]

Satine quickly spins away, avoiding the blade, but getting kicked in the side for his trouble. As the Jedi hits the ground, he quickly rolls to the left, avoiding Phantom's lightsabre blade, and the getting up to his feet. He grins, feeling his ribs, and finding nothing broken, and then charges--scooping up and activating his sabre as he does. The clash sabres again, but this time Satine doesn't bother a play of swords, quickly slamming his hilt into the Sith's jaw, and throwing him back.

[Phantom Magus]

Stumbling back a bit, his left hand rubbed his jaw a bit, finding nothing broken, but quite a large bruise. He twirled his saber around in his hand before leaping at the Jedi, bringing the dark red blade down at his head, aiming to slice him in two.

[Alpha]

Satine jumps back, the sabre knicking his side, leaving a burning slash--shallow, but painful. He quickly counters, which is blocked, and another, which is blocked again. The Knight ducks under a slash, and kicks at the Sith's knees, knocking Phantom back, his knee bending uncomfortably.

[Phantom Magus]

He stumbled back a bit, dropping to one knee as his other one throbs in pain. He raises his saber up barely in time to block a swipe from Satine's black blade, leaping up from the ground to send his own blade in a direct line towards Satine's neck.

[Alpha]

Satine backflips away, landing in a crouch, his sabre held over his head, ready to pick off any attacks coming his way. He smiles, and jumps towards the Sith, blocking slashes, and landing an uppercut onto Phantom's jaw. As he flails backwards, his hand shoots out and smacks Satine in the mouth. The Jedi Knight tastes blood in his mouth, and smiles again, his teeth stained red.

"Nice try, but--" he spits out some blood onto Phantom's robes--"not good enough!"

Satine slashes furiously, not giving the Sith any time to counter...

[Phantom Magus]

He smiled lightly, beads of sweat running over his cheeks as he parries each of Satine's strikes. He twirles his blade, bringing Satine's up with his before slamming a fist hard into the Jedi's gut. Watching the Jedi double over, he brings his knee up into Satine's face. He then rushes towards the dazed Satine with a series of furious blade strikes.

[Alpha]

Having enough sense to jump out of the way, the Jedi Knight jumps away, shaking his head to clear it, and then recalling his weapon, blocking a wild slash. Parrying with short, conservative movements, Satine manages to hold off against the Sith, who was using larger movements in attacking. Finally growing tired of the game they were playing, Satine backsteps, and as the Sith becomes off balance, Satine swipes in, his sabre blade stabbing into Phantom's sword arm, leaving a hole in it.

[Phantom Magus]

He growled lightly, pulling back as his blood ran over his sleeved arm and down his hand. He tossed his saber into his good hand, rushing towards Satine. He attacked with a fury of saber slashes, knocking the Jedi back on his heels. Shifting his weight onto his right leg, he dodged a swipe from Satine's blade, bringing his own up and around towards the Jedi's leg. The smell of burnt flesh rose about the air as his saber carved a slash along Satine's left leg.

[Alpha]

Thanks to a jump on Satine's part, the sabre only carved a shallow trough in his leg. Painful, but shallow. Moving with surprising quickness, Satine's good leg lashes out, and makes contact with the Sith's head, knocking him backwards. Satine slowly gets to his feet, his light armor stiffening over the bad leg at a mental command form the Jedi Knight. He tests the leg, and finds he can put weight on it, and gets itno a proper fighting stance again.

[Phantom Magus]

He stood up to his full height, his right arm hanging limp at his side. His head throbbed hard from the impact of Satine's kick, but he didn't mind. His eyes flashed dark red for a moment, the Jedi suddenly getting knocked back a couple of steps from a Force push. Seeing this as an oppurtunity, he rushed forward, catching Satine off guard for a brief moment, bringing his saber around towards the Jedi's torso.

[Alpha]

Using the Force, Satine throws himself even farther backwards, avoiding the lightsabre's glowing red blade. As he regains his footing, the Knight jumps, using the Force to give him a boost, and slices downward, aiming for Phantom's other shoulder.

[Phantom Magus]

He shifted his weight to his right leg, stepping to the side as he dodged the black blade. He brought his own around in a swipe towards Satine's the neck, the Jedi currently on one knee from his previous leaping attack.

[Alpha]

Satine back pedals, but the blade cuts a shallow furrow into the side of his neck, not deep enought o do any serious damage, but enough to hurt like hell.

"Oh, you'll pay for that..."

The Warrior Jedi Knight jumps low, tackling the Sith to the ground, and then uppercuts Phantom, jumping back to his feet. As Phantom gets to his feet, Satine side kicks him before he has a chance to defend himself, throwing Phantom backwards.

[Phantom Magus]

He stumbled back, a smile on his face as he regained his footing.

"We'll see."

Barely finishing his statement, he leapt forward, ducking low to avoid a wild swing from the Jedi. He then brought his fist up from the ground and into the Jedi's ribs, using the Force to enhance the power of the blow. He shifted onto the heel of his right foot and brought his left up in a kick to Satine's temple.

[Alpha]

Satine spins to reduce the Force of the kick, but it still dazes him. As the Knight hits the ground, he shakes his head, clearing it, and then checks his ribs. One had broke, but he could ignore it for now...

"Nice..."

The Jedi Knight uses the Force to spring back to his feet, and he quickly side kicks Phantom, following through with two vertical punches to the Sith's sternum, knocking him backwards. As Phantom stumbles, Satine charges, and double kicks him, throwing him back ever further.

[Phantom Magus]

He stumbled back, kneeling down. He touched a hand to his chest, feeling his sternum partially cracked. A light smile came to his lips.

"Not bad."

He raised up and ran towards the Jedi, swinging his dark red blade around in a circle before sending it towards the gash along Satine's neck again.

[Alpha]

Satine flips back before the blade touches him, avoiding the blade quite nicely, and then, as he gets back to his feet, he runs at Phantom, wielding his sabre with small conservative motions, slashing over and over, but not using much in the way of energy. As they duel with their sabres, Satine finally feints to the left, and then roundhouse kicks the Sith in the face as Phantom went to block the feint.

[Phantom Magus]

His head twists as his body turns around from the Jedi's kick. Blood loosely fell from his lip before he wiped it away with his gloved hand. He clenched his fist around his saber hilt, his eyes blazing dark red with energy. He ran towards Satine, suddenly sitting on the ground to avoid a swipe from the Jedi's saber. A Satanic grin crosses his face as he brings his right foot up and slams it into Satine's left knee.

[Alpha]

Satine feels pain shoot up his leg, and he automatically shoves Phantom with the Force--more of a reflex than concious thought--and grabs a shuriken from his belt pouch, taking aim and letting it loose. The throwing star cuts through the air, and imbeds itself into Phantom's arm. Satine takes the opprotunity to check his knee, which, thankfully, was only sore, not broken.

[Phantom Magus]

He stumbled back a few steps, pain shooting through his arm, which already had a gaping hole in it. His good hand reached up and pulled the star from his arm. A low growl came from him as he charged towards Satine. He brought his saber blade up from the ground, the dark red blade creating an after glow behind it as it went for the Jedi's knees.

[Alpha]

Satine tries dodging, but the sabre blade badly burns his left leg, making the Warrior Jedi Knight growl in pain, and lash out with his other foot, kicking Phantom's head, and making it snap back, throwing the Sith backwards as Satine falls to the ground, his armor forming over his new wound, and pumping painkillers into it.

[Phantom Magus]

His head snaps back violently, blood pouring from his lips. He stumbles back a few steps, wiping the blood away. His vision blurred slightly from the loss of blood he sustained from the large hole in his arm. He shook his head a bit, clearing his vision once more.

"Not bad ... for a Jedi."

His thumb ran over the hilt of his saber as he ran towards the Jedi Knight once more, his eyes blazing red, bringing his saber around towards the kneeling Jedi's head.

[Alpha]

Instead of dodging, Satine jumps into Phantom, the red sabre he held slicing acorss his back, a long, and medium sized gash being made. The Jedi himself headbutts Phantom in the ribs, knocking him backwards. As Phantom hits the ground, he was off balance when he was hit, so he just slammed into the gorund when he was headbutted, Satine groans from the pain of the new wound, but his mind was surprisingly clear. He eyed the fallen Sith's sabre, and quickly brings his own sabre's blade into the hilt of Phantom's weapon...

[Phantom Magus]

He lay on the ground a bit dazed. He checked his ribs, feeling a small crack on one of them. Groaning lightly, he stood up to see Satine pressing his black blade into the hilt of his dark red saber. His eyes widened suddenly, dashing towards the Jedi and tackling him to the ground. He brought his right hand up into a fist and brought it back down onto Satine's face.

[Alpha]

Satine feels the impact and his cheek splitting open form the force of it, and automatically retaliates with a roundhouse punch to Phantom's face, knocking him away. He tries to ignite his sabre, but Satine had already done enough damage, the focusing lens of the thing--along with some of the other parts--either destroyed or damaged from the other sabre. Clipping his sabre onto his belt, Satine gets into a fighting stance, and motions for Phantom to bring it...

[Phantom Magus]

After clipping his own saber to his belt, he gets down in his own fighting stance, his left arm behind his body. His eyes flash for a moment, pushing off his right foot and running towards the Jedi. Moving his head to the side, he dodges a punch from Satine. He then brings his right fist around in a hook to Satine's left jaw.

[Alpha]

Satine dodges enough so he only gets clipped by the blow, and retaliates with two uppercuts, knocking Phantom off balance. Taking advantage of his opponent's recovery time, Satine spin kicks Phantom, throwing him back three feet.

"Come on! At least try!"

[Phantom Magus]

He lands on the ground with a thud, tilting his head to spit out a bit of blood. He raises his head up slightly, watching Satine approach him. A sneer crosses his lips as he slams his right foot into the Jedi's left knee again, using a bit of the Force to enhance the strength of the kick. A slight cracking sound fills the air.

"As you wish."

He leaps up, bringing his knee up into the doubled over Jedi's face.

[Alpha]

Satine flips and hits the ground hard, a small pool of blood forming, the Jedi cursing silently.

"Not bad...not bad..."

Getting back to his feet and wincing as he puts weight on it. It wouldn't be good if it got hit again...

Calling on the Force, Satine makes himself lighter, lessening the weight on his knee, and he dashes at the Sith. His left hand goes for one of the shurikens at his belt, as his right uppercuts Phantom. Phantom blocks the attack, but did not see the second one coming.

Shurikens were normally made for throwing but they made good melee weapons also, as Satine was proving now. The Warrior Jedi Knight brought the throwing star slashing across the Sith's torso, leaving a bloody line, the gloves Satine was wearing protecting his hands. Smiling almost as evilly as Phantom had earlier, Satine snap kicks the Sith in his new wound, waves of pain shooting off in the Sith's mind.

[Phantom Magus]

Pain soared through his torso, along his chest, and waved off the hole in his left arm. Although pain was something he thrived off of, he was getting weaker and weaker with each blow. Dark energy swirled off of his body, holding out his right hand towards the Jedi. A small energy ball started to form in his palm, gradually growing larger. Small swirls leap around the area from the energy ball, the ball around the size of his palm now. He smiled softly, shunning the pain from his torso and arm.

"Been saving this for last ... get ready."

The ball pulsated, its black color out-shining anything else in the area.

"Dark Eternal!"

The ball shot out towards Satine, slowly at first but gradually picking up speed. His smile widened slowly, as the ball finally made contact with Satine's chest, a small explosion sound ringing throughout the area.

[Alpha]

Satine is thrown backwards, the ball burning through his chest armor and his shirt underneath it, the smell of singed flesh filling the air. The Jedi Knight hits the ground with a thud, and he calls upon the Force to shunt the pain away from him. Coughing blood, Satine amazingly gets back to his feet, his chest smoking from the attack.

"Not bad...But...you still need...to do...better..." Satine says, his voice raspy from exertion. Though he was exhausted, he didn't want to show it, and gets into a fighting stance, appearing ready for another round...

[Phantom Magus]

His left arm twinged slightly before going fullly numb, no longer able to use it. Though the bleeding from the hole had stopped, it still hurt like hell. But he didn't mind. He loved pain. Although he didn't like the almost full double-vision he had at the present moment. But he shunted that away, focusing on more pressing matters at hand. Cocking his head a bit, a sneer came across his lips.

"Are you sure you'll be able to last another round, Jedi?"

Finishing the last vowel of the word, he ran towards the exhausted Satine, hoping to put and end to him. Shifting onto his left foot, his right came up seemingly towards Satine's ribs. Bringing it back to the ground quickly as the Jedi moved to counter it, his right fist came around in a jab the the still smoking wound in Satine's chest.

[Alpha]

Satine tries jumping aside, and partially succeeds, the fist only brushing his chest, but that touch still sends waves of pain through his body. Growling, and trying to keep from passing out, Satine automatically jumps at Phantom, pushing his endurance and battered body to the limits. Tackling the sith to the ground, the Warrior Jedi Knight backhands Phantom, and draws blood across his cheek, Satine grinning as he does.

[Phantom Magus]

His cheek felt the force of the blow, the taste of blood slowly coming into his mouth. Tilting his head a bit, he spat out the blood that was in his mouth. Bringing his head back around, he looks into Satine's eyes.

"Still wanna go?"

Before the Jedi could come off with a statement, Phantom's knees came up and planted against Satine's chest, shoving him off the Sith.

[Alpha]

Satine hits the ground hard, grunting as he does. The Warrior Jedi Knight tries to get up, but just collapses back into the ground, breathing heavily.

[Phantom Magus]

He stood up slowly, limping towards Satine. His right hand weakly unclipped his saber from his belt. A small flick of his thumb ignited the dark red blade again, his cold, unblinking blue eyes gazing down upon the lightsider.

"Are you scared of Death, Jedi?"

Flipping the hilt of his saber around in his palm, the tip of the blade now pointed down towards Satine's chest.

[Alpha]

Satine growls and spits at Phantom, his mouth curling into a sneer.

"Not particularly. I've been dead before, and it's just another annoyance in a life filled with them..."

Satine sticks his chin out defiantly, and allows himself some satisfaction as Phantom is taken aback, not expecting such an answer.

[Phantom Magus]

A small smile crept on his lips.

"Well I suppose you won't mind meeting it again."

Finishing his statement, he brought the dark red blade down into the Jedi's chest, the smell of burnt flesh filling the air around them. Twisting his saber hilt, he pushes the blade deeper into Satine's chest.

[Alpha]

Satine screams in pain, and his mind automatically begins to use it as power--a trait he had long though forgotten from his Sith days--and throws Phantom backwards, the sabre ripping out of the wounded Jedi Knight.

Gasping, Satine wills his armro to form around his wounds, and inject stims and painkillers into him, giving him enough energy to stay active. To a degree anyways...

[Phantom Magus]

Standing limply on his feet, he looks down towards the Jedi.

"You won't last much longer. Either give up or I will kill you, this time."

[Alpha]

Realizing he probably doesn't have a choice, Satine growls, and says, "I give up....The battle is yours.."