Open Challenge(Kessel)

[Strider]

A strange man walked down the empty hallway, in some ways it was more of a crypt then a prison. The Imperials had used it while their Emperior was alive and well, making it into a forced laber camp. It was needless to say that many died here, perhaps one more today would die. But no matter, Strider looked around himself, viewing the decripted area. Dark and dank and moist like a crypt, hidden forgoten like a crypt. And yet he was here, searching for something.

After all we are all searching for something in life, and he wondered who would find him here, who would dare challenge him, a Jedi perhaps, the defenders of the people? Or would a Sith enter this humble abode, and perhaps cause it's destruction. Or would someone else come, and try to show him up. Only the person that was following him could answer that. In the end he waited for that person to show him or herself. After all, why search for whats in front of you.

[Sanis Prent]

Excuse me, what are you doing here?

(A voice sounded from behind)

[Strider]

Strider faced Sanis looking right into his eyes.
Oh, wouldn't you like to know,Strider said bluntly. You see I have been everywhere in this Galaxy, yet I have not found what I am looking for. It's strange really, it's like I'm seeing things for the first time. But in reality there exists a few things that need to be changed before everyone will see it like that. A few minor things, not really worth getting you worked up about Mr. Prent, but I think that those in high places do need to worry, those with the power that should of done this long ago. And that is what I am searching for, balance. Take for example The Jedi and Sith. They have battled through out the centuries over who is right and wrong. But now, there really isn't much between them. Sure both sides would like to see the other fall, but in reality neither side will move in either direction. Both preferring to stare out into space, hidden, protected, almost like they were afraid that any move they would make would cause their group to lose power. Both of them have run from battles, both of them have hidden themselves, but neither of them has used that advantage to their benefit. So the Galaxy has become a place where there are no standards for good or evil, light or dark, hero or villain, instead they have just stopped.

And in this unsure ness there is a waning, both sides losing power to those who could make better use of it, The New Republic and The Empire, both are poised to make the first move in this against their enemies. And that time is slowly coming to an end, a war that will reshape the Galaxy. But those who call themselves Jedi, Dark Jedi, and Sith must be ready for this change.

Strider then turns away from Sanis, and he continues to walk down the hall wondering if Sanis will strike him with his back turned.


Edit: Grammer and Spelling

[Sanis Prent]

(I could've nodded off during the monologue, if the surroundings were more accomodating. The old depot wasn't exactly a four star hotel. Drab reddish-brown rust clung like tattered tapestries to the utilitarian metal plating on the walls. The diamond-pattern durasteel utility floor was caked over with dust and spent glitter, trodden by a thousand nameless shoes. A long-mummified skeleton of a potted plant could be seen in the distance, a failed experiment in interior design by somebody who obviously found Kessel's monotonous scenery stifling.

All of it...was more interesting than the spiel this guy was babbling about. For a moment, I just stared at him incredulously. Not only had he not answered my question, but he'd talked about everything in the galaxy except what I'd asked. He sounded like one of those overpaid eccentrics at a university, who'd long become so estranged from real life that he'd equated sheer lunacy for increased pay. The only thing this guy lacked was one of those tacky plaid jackets with leather elbowpads sewn into it for the "distinguished" look.

I sat my large duffel into a dust-covered seat, running a hand through my hair.)

No seriously...what are you doing here? I own this depot, and you're trespassing. Get out..

[Strider]

Well in that case, I guess I'll have to buy this depot...
It's secluded, is in the center of an easily defended position, and isn't on many maps. I like it. So how much you want for it?

Strider turned around and looked at the owner. He has a small smirk, but Strider seems irratated at this turn of events, but none the less things must go on.

And don't call it tresspassing, call it real estate shopping. I will soon have need of a little cubby hole like this. And, I just love what you've done to the place.

OOC: Sorry for the delay, RL got in the way.

[Sanis Prent]

Its been recently purchased...and I'm not putting it up for sale.

(I gestured out the door)

There's a few hotel complexes at the main habitation, a few clicks away. I'm sure they could put you up there, drifter.

[Strider]

Oh, no. Those Hotel rooms, so small for what I am thinking... After all one must remain flexable in these times.

Strider could see that this man was tough to break. Oh how he would of liked to rip off his head and hang the body from the ramparts but those who he would attack would be ready for him. He wanted them to enjoy their security, specifically one person, but that was for another time and place.

Might I suggest that we forget about me buying the place, tell me what plans do you have for this lovely location. A casino, a safe house, a love pit of somekind?

[Sanis Prent]

(It caused me to laugh. Trying to figure this stranger out was like trying to find an outhouse at midnight on a cloudy night with no flashlight.)

I don't think its any of our business, stranger. I'll just say its for medical research, and leave it at that.

(I shrugged, lighting up a stim)

Look, I'd rather not get uncivil here, but I've offered you a place to board up. Take it or leave it, but you're not staying here.

[Malice Draclau]

*You both are fools*

Was all they heard from a mysterious voice. They could not see where or from whom the voice was coming from. But a sound was heard and as they looked behind prent. A lone man stood, saber in hand both sides ignited. He was dressed in all white(Like the clothes Maul had on) and his dark blue eyes stared both men down.

Walking closer he now stood about 10 feet from them....a sadistic grin spread across his face. The sith knight held up his saber pointing it at them.

* This place now belongs to me.....unless one of you has different thoughts on your mind then by all means....come over here and tell me otherwise*

The sith now just stood and waited. The thirst for blood was tingling his whole body....one of these men would fall today, who it was did not matter to the sith.

OOC:Hope noone minds little old me jumping in. If so then just say the word and i'm gone.

[Sanis Prent]

(My head turned slowly to the source of the voice, the smoke from my stim circling over me like a ghostly wreath. I exhaled slowly, light grey whisps swirling like a growing thunderstorm. Another unwanted visitor...and this one was a little too big for his britches from the look of it. I held up an index finger to Strider. For now, he could wait. I stared down the newcomer, arching an eyebrow)

You talking to me?

(I smiled, shaking my head)

No, of course not. Not to me. Not like that. I know you're not that stupid.

(I dragged the remnants of my stim down, the hot-rock glowing a murderous red as I threw the butt to the ground in a spilling of orange sparks. Running my hand through my hair, I cleared my throat.)

One more time, cause I know you're confused. This is my depot. Not just my depot...this is my damn planet. Look up a cobbler, cause you're trying to step into shoes you can't fit in.

(I shook my head)

No delusions of grandeur, no illusions. You waltz in here with a big head, and you'll leave without one.

(Glancing down at his lightsabers, I supressed a laugh)

I'd put away your pig-stickers, friend. They'll only end up getting you hurt.

Now...once again. Start from the top. Cause I know you aren't that stupid, and I know you weren't copping that kind of lip with me.

[Malice Draclau]

Malice kept his stare on the man, not showing any emotion other then hate. He moved a little closer and now his eyeing on Sanis.

* I care not who you are Mr. Sanis Prent. I really don't give a rats about having this place, i'm just looking for people to kill*

He grinned as he shut off his double bladed lightsaber and clipped it back to his belt.

* And how fortunate for me that i have found not one...but two victims*

Lifting a hand he drew in the darkside. A nevil aura could be seen gathering around him. Sanis soon found himself being choked, his body was levitated a few feet into the air.

*I will kill you first for your insolant remarks human....then i will eat you*

Malice continued his force choke, increasing his grip over the mans neck.

[Sanis Prent]

(As the man clenched his hand into a fist, I arched an eyebrow at him. He obviously was attempting to do something, likely through the Force. Well that was too damn bad for him. I was packing insurance...and whatever he tried, was wasted on a sphere of Force-void space near me.)

Are you finished humiliating yourself, stranger?

(I removed a 2 foot long piece from a loop holster at my side. It had a hinged breach, and 2 distinctive barrels, signifying that it was my trademark Mandalorian Shell Gun. I slid one black and one orange shell into each barrel, snapping the breach shut with the flick of my wrist. I leveled off, drawing a bead on the man, as my opposite hand made a furtive motion to my belt, tapping a button on a small device. A high-pitched whine was heard for a split second, fading away as soon as it was heard.)

The only thing you'll be eating...is lead.

[Strider]

Strider looks at the man and shakes his head in dissapointment.
He then jumps to the wall that is 90 degrees from Malice, and then uses that wall as a launching platform. Once landing on the wall, he pushes off of it and turns his body. Strider lands behind Malice and grabs Malice's head in a headlock. Strider also places a one of his legs infront of Malice's left foot, effectivly immobilizing him.
See, he needs some help, some additional training praticularly in tact. He isn't that bad, just a little work, and some ego management and this young Vampire will be a threat to everyone.

[Malice Draclau]

Malice sighs at the pitiful humans. Reaching out with the force he searches Striders mind looking for something.

*You underestimate me....Strider. That is a istake you will come to regret*

Using a skill that a fellow sith had taught him he began callng on the force once more. Strider soon felt a sharp pain running through his body as two of his ribs had cracked. They werent really brokenbut with the effective illusion Malice had put on him, the pain and feeling of broken ribs was all too real to him. The hold on Malice was loosened, grabbing one of Stride's arms he flipped him over his shoulder.

Taking two steps back, Malice began to let the dark shadows around them envelop him, The darkness acted like a shield as his transformation began. The two men heard his voice booming in their minds.

* You shall now see what i am. You will see me in my true form.

[Sanis Prent]

OOC: Sanis wouldn't be able to hear any of that.

IC:

(The shadows seemed to creep around this guy, momentarily hiding him from my sight. I reached for one of my corellian blasters, squeezing off a pair of shots that seemed to dissipate against the shadowy form. Reholstering the weapon, I unhinged the breach on my shell gun, removing the black shell, and dropping a light blue shell into the free chamber. Snapping it shut, I leveled the weapon off)

Nice trick. I got a few for you too.

(I squeezed off the shot, sending the light blue shell blasting into the shadow shield. As it impacted, a white-hot light seared the air, as the immensely bright flare shell roared to life, causing the shadow around Malice to flee. In the scant seconds after, the Sith had no defense. The orange shell in the other chamber was ready to go. I squeezed the trigger, covering my near ear with my opposing hand in response to the report. Almost immediately as the first bang signalled the shell leaving the barrel, a second, far more deafening blast rattled the walls, as a small, microsized hyperdrive motivator within the orange shell kicked in, propelling the shell beyond the speed of light, and leaving an air displacement trail in its wake strong enough to pull flesh off of bone. I knew Sith were fast, but in my experience with them, none were faster than light.)

[Malice Draclau]

The sith tried to move out of the way, But as he predicted Malice couldn't move out of the way in time. The bullet shell hit him in his left arm. But luckily it did not go all the way through, but instead had made a deep cut on the outside of his arm. Cringing at the pain Malice rips off his sleeve and ties it around the wound to help stop the bleeding.

Looking at both men Malice begins to let the darkness flow into him. Calling on the darkside, a black evil aura can be seen outlining his body. Drawing on the force, Malice gathered up a strong force push and hit Strider with it, sending him back up against the wall he had jumped off. Turning back to Sanis Malice Muttered a few words from the sith sorcery that he knew. Opening his mouth wide a stream of fire headed straight for Sanis.

The fire went at an alarming speed and covered a wide area.
It would be hard for him to just simply dodge the massive wave of fire.

[Strider]

Malice sees Strider walking out of the flames, unharmed.
If you had more originality, I might of let you walk out of here with out a scratch. But now prepair to die.

Suddenly, Strider runs up to Malice's left side and grab his arm. Strider twists it around, and opens up the bullet wound so that blood begins to gush out in spirts.

Your the same as the others, letting your power do all the work, not doing any of it on your own, not thinking, not even reacting. Strider then places his right hand on the square of Malice's back. Malice suddenly feels 4 fingers and a thumb wrap themselves around his spine. Malice then feels a sudden pain from his back as Strider tightens his grip on both the right hand holding the spine and the left hand holding Malice's damaged left hand.

Strider then takes a second to look around. Funny, I wasn't planning on redecorating, but since you started for me, lets continue with that wall!

Malice can feel a darkness that rivles his own comming from Strider as the vampire is is lifted in to the air, and slammed head first into a nearby wall, one time, two times, three...

After the sixth time, Malice's face is a mess with broken cheek bones and blood comming from his nose and ears and his head ringing like crazy.

Your no fun.
Strider drops Malice on the ground, and turns back toward Sanis.
Sorry about the damages, well, how much do I owe you?

[Sanis Prent]

(My eyes widened at the fireworks, but I held my ground. As soon as the flame wave reached the periphery of the ysalimir field, it lost its intensity. The only thing remaining was a shockwave of superheated air. My personal shield generator flashed as the heatwave impacted against it. Everything got much hotter, but my defenses left me unscathed, with maybe a few beads of sweat to show for Malice's efforts. In the short time afterwards, the other stranger decided to deal some damage to the aggressive sith. I sat back and watched the show, ejecting the spent shell casings from my previous shots, and loading in a green shell and a yellow shell, snapping the breach closed.

I glanced at Strider's handiwork, answering his question.)

Take care of this guy, and we'll call the damages even.

[Malice Draclau]

Malice slowly got up, fighting the urge of going into an unconsious state. Liftng his right hand Malice wiped the blood off the front of his face. Anger and hate filled each cell wihin his body. Drawing on that immense anger and pain his power in the force was increased. Quickly he began a healig prccess to mend his broken bones.

Managing to stand he glared at Strider and Sanis.

(So, one has syalimir and the other isn't human. Then there's only one thing left for me to do)

Was the thought that ran through the sith's head. Drawing on the new power supply a dark cloud frmed around Malice and enveloped him. The sith was then levitated off the ground and a few feet into the air. With the dark energy cloud acting like a shield he began his transformation. Electricity danced along the dark ball adding to the protection. Low growls could be heard coming from inside.

As Malice neared the end of his transformation, the dark enegy ball was absorbed into his body. The two no longer looked at the human form of the sith knight, instead they now loked at a 9 ft tall blue demon. His nails and teeth were long and sharper then daggers. His skin was tougher then armor. A pair of wings and a tail topped the morph. Slowly touching the ground, the demon sith knight stared menacingly at the two humans. The blood that was present on his face had all but disappeared. The transformation had excelled the healing proccess and managed to mend a few of his broken bones....at least for now.

The injury on his arm had shrunk but was still present. Thewound still bled a little, but the blood nw was a thik blueish color. Taking a couple steps forward Malice spoke out in his low demonic voice.


* So Strider, still think i am some weak Vampire. Now you humans will pay for your insolence. I am Malice Draclau, the demon of chaos*

Malice began drawing on the dark energies within him. Lightning danced along his arms as he continued to draw on it. First Strider would be taken down.....then this Sanis fellow would be next. They wuld regret ever having to make Malice morph, for now they must face the wrath of a demon.

[Strider]

OOC:: Nani??? Care to explain what that means Dale?

IC:

Strider rolled out of the way as the Sith Knight Demon finished his transformation.

Look kids it can change it's shape! But is it any stronger? Nope, just a hole lot bigger. Well I like it when things change like this, it makes it a hole lot more interesting.

Strider takes out a good size vibroblade, activates it, and then assumes a fighting stance. He then ran at Malice and slaches at Malice's right hand, leaving a gash about the size of the blade. Strider then tosses in a round circular object that is blinking into the wound. For some strange reason it lands inside the wound.

Strider begins to back away from Malice holding his blade up to block.

[Malice Draclau]

OOC:Hmm ok Sanis, so Malice now has a hole in his arm. Fine with me. Hey Dale hows it. Why not join in the thread and have some fun.

IC: The demon let out a yell as Strider slashed his right hand. Watching the blood flow, Malice licks it off his hand and glares at Strider.

*You will feel my power human. Then you will be sorry*

His left arm hurt like hell still. The hole in his arm which was made thanks to Sanis and his human toys was slowly being healed with aid from the force. Using force speed Malice quickly ran at Strider, with a whip of his tail the vibroblade was knocked out of his hand. Running up behind him Malice grabs him by the back of his head with his right hand lifting him off the ground.

Finallyt noticing the blinking object inside the wound Malice growls at Strider.

*What's this another one of your toys human. Well here you can have it back*

Using his tail Malice lashed at Striders back, opening a wound going horizontally aross his back. Lifting the blinking object out of his wound with the force he pushes it into Striders new wound, also with aid of the force. Done with his deed he turns around and throws Strider into the wall which was only about 7 feet away. A indentation was left in the wall as Strider hit it face first.

Turning to Sanis the demon growled.

*When i am done with this one human, i will get you next*

Lightning still danced along his body as he waited for the opportune time to use it.

[Strider]

OOC: O_o

IC: From his hole in the wall, Strider got up. His suit was self sealing, but the wound would need to be looked after the batle was over, but as long as nothing else major happened it would be just another scar.

After Strider had dug himself out, a small click is heard as the scanning device so wonderfully returned to him set it's data on Malice strieght to Strider's brain.

<font color=green> ANALYSIS COMPLETE:
SUBJECT: SITH KNIGHT VAMPIRE/DEMON
FREQUENCY SET
POISON CREATED
</font>

A small bottle slid into Strider's right hand. He placed this bottle into his vibroknife, and then also grabbed his sceptor. Strider then charged Mallice.

At the last possible moment before Malice could react Strider threw the knife. It landed in the wound that was created by Sanis' shot, the blade slicing through to the hilt, and began to deliver it's poison, slowly distrubitute the fast acting agent into Malice's body. Strider landed on the demon's back and turned his sceptor upside down so the large jewel was pointing directly at Malice. The jewel began to emit a very powerful white light called sunlight which Strider's computer had detemraned would render Malice unable to use anymore of his power. Malice grunts as both the poison and white light take effect, making him feel week and his entire right side of his body go numb.

[Malice Draclau]

The knife landed sharply in Malice's left arm, creating more pain that ran through his body. Malice could feel the liquid enter into his body and then his blood stream. Before he could pull it out however Strider had jumped onto his back and used some sort of crystal that emmited a very bright light.

Doing little more then annoy the demon, Malice reached up with his tail grabbing Strider by the neck and yanked him off. Quickly Malice pulled the knife out of the wound, bending and breaking the blade between his hands he glared at the man.

*Poison....a bounty hunters trickery no doubt. Is that what you are human....a bounty hunter? What low lifes you are too scared to fight up and up you have to resort to using such cowardice tools*

Malice's body continued to surge with electricity.

*You will pay for this*

Reaching out with his right hand, a stream of lightning shot out and began to electrcute Strider. Being in his demon form Malice was more adept to fighting poisons, but he could slowly feel this one start to work. If he did not do something soon he would surely perish.

[Sanis Prent]

(Suddenly, Malice was thrown back against the wall, his arms and legs spread wide. He tried to move, but was trapped within a tensasteel web, fired from my shell gun. As he struggled against the high-tensile webbing, I fired the second barrel, coating his face and torso in a thick, sticky incendiary substance, that burned intensely as phosphorous. Without missing a beat, I slid the empty cartridges out of the breeches, popping two red shells inside)

[Malice Draclau]

The demon let out one mghty roar after another as the subsantce continued to burn at him. His armor like skin would protect him for only a few minutes more. But that was all the dmon sith needed. He instantly began drawing on the darkside, his eye held shut so they wouldn't get burned.

*You....will...pay for.....this humans*

In one strong blast fom the force, the steel webbing that held the great beast flung off. Heat waves could be seen and felt rising from the demons body. Such heat quickly dried up the burning substance before it could go up in flames. The poison from earlier now started taking it's toll. One side of the sith's body was starting to go numb and he knew if he did not get out of here then he would surly die.

*I leave you now humans but be warned i will return. And when i do, your foolish human weapons will not save you from the darkside*

Turning Malice started to fly away, keeping low to the ground incase his left wing gave out due to the poison. He would indeed get back at these humans for what thy have done to him.

[Strider]

Strider rises to his feet, slowly shaking off the pain of being electrocuted and looks at Sanis.

Well it seems I owe you one, I guess if you need anything then just contact me via the Holonet. Just say my name into it and I'll come as fast as I can, but make sure you have no other options. And my other deal still stands ofcourse