A New Purpose (Closed)

[Warren Azalin]

[c]Setting: The planet Gamorr, middle of the night.[/c]
:: The moonlight reflected off the Jedi's new metallic wings as he flew from place to place, casting an imposing shadow upon the ground as he flew he began looking more like an Angel of Death then the Bringer of light that he was. He had come to this planet for one purpose and only one purpose alone, To rid the universe of Sumor Rayial, Sith Lord of The Sith Empire. This was not to be a mission of revenge or even hatred, cause as a Jedi he had cast these emotions aside long ago. No this mission was for the greater good, with one less strong force of hatred in the universe he would do his job as a Jedi. Creeping along he had still seen nothing indicating Sumor was even on this planet, but Warren had his heard from a closed source that The Sith had taken a few Disciples out here for some combat testing. Thinking of this he smiled, if he had his way Sumor would really have something to test today ::

:: Flying farther and farther from his ship he heard gunfire up ahead, knowing it had to be him he slowed down and brought himself to the ground carefully. Looking ahead as we walked towards the noise he saw what seemed to be the figure of four men. He couldn't tell the rest but he could tell the large man in the lead was Summoner, not wanting to give himself away he sent a message through the force ::

"Today shall be the last day of your life, I have come here to rid the universe of your foul presence. Prepare yourself Sumor, for soon you will meet your maker."

OOC: 3 posts per day and only post once until everyone else has posted

[Vega Van Derveld]

:: Vega stood with his hands folded behind his back, a dark scowl embeded across his face. The nights moon reflected in his eyes as he looked up to the sky, eagerly awaiting the battle which was soon to begin between this band of fighters.

With his saber at his hip, lightrapier on the other, and his Sith Sword slung in a holster like contraption over his shoulder, Vegas robes fluttered gently in the breeze, disclosing the array of weaponary which had previously been concealed.

As crisp as the night air was, Vega could feel the tension and smell the of anticipation that hung like a thick fog around the 4 Sith filled Vegas lungs, causing him to exhale deeply, breaking the silence around him ::

[Sumor Rayial]

**They had just finished up their testing when Sums recieved Warren's message. Spinning around he found the Jedi through the force and smiled wickedly.**

Well, well, look who they finally let out of the bacta tank. Nice of you to join us. Now what were you saying? Oh right time to make my maker right? Funny I count you, and the four of us. So exactly how did you intend to accomplish this grand feat of extermination? For that matter forget physically, how were you planning on this mentally? Not very Jedi like to seek revenge Warren Azalin. But if your goal is to turn to the darkside or even better death, I will be happy to assist you.

[Nichos Marr]

Nichos landed his YT-1300 not far from where Dragon had spotted Warren. With him, he had brought dragon dlayer and Damel Girte to assist. Nichos wasn't sure what Warren wanted with Gamorr.

Nichos steps down the ramp followed by the two other Padawans. This planet was pretty beautiful except for the barbaric race that inhabited it. Gammoreans were a disgusting barbaric race of pig like creatures. Dragon walked up beside Nichos.

"Any idea where Warren is?" He asked.

"Unfortunately no," Nichos responded.

Nichos closed his eyes and searched for Warren through the Force. He caught a message that sounded like Warren's voice. It was addressed to Sumor Rayial. Nichos had faced Sumor before, not one of his best moments.

He now knew what Warren was here for. "No this isn't right Warren!" Nichos thought to himself. He could now feel Warren, but just barely.

"Warren is in that direction. We must hurry!" Nichos pointed east.

The two other padawans nodded and checked they had all their gear. Nichos broke out into a run heading straight for Warren. "I must stop him!" Nichos thought.

[Dragon dlayer]

*dragon had just finished putting on some new weapons when he looked to see nichos running*

"Hey wait up!!"

*dargon takes off in a dash following nichos*

"I hope we get ther in time" *he thought to him self*

*dragon slighty turned his head*

"Hey damel com'on!"

[Anubis Lockheart]

Anubis re-adjusted his footing his swivelled them into the dirt. He stood alongside his comrades, all 4 of them were looking in the same direction. A gentle breeze blew in between them 4 as they remained motionless, except for his hole torn cape flapping loudly. His saber was clipped to his belt as he ran his hand over it, checking it was there. He also checked for his sith Blade, given to him by his master. Also his small array of explosives he had in his belt.

Anubis was as ready for battle than he would ever be. Whoever chose to face him, would surely never forget this day, If they survived. He remained composed, although eagerly awaiting the battle at hand.

[Damel Girte]

*Damel said nothing as she clipped her own saber to her belt, swinging her backpack onto her shoulders, then scrambled forward in a mad dash to catch up with Nichos and Dragon. Hoisting the bag higher onto her back, she settled into an easy lope beside them as they ran towards the combatants. She could vaguely sense them through the Force- Warren, and some Sith... she couldn't quite identify. The night air seemed still, yet full of tension as it rushed past the running padawans. Heart pounding, she turned to Nichos.

"What's happening?"

*Before he could answer, the warriors came into sight. Vague silhouettes, shadowy against the moonlight- one she recognized, with the silvery light reflecting off his wings, and several others she didn't...

They came to a stop in the clearing.*

[Miryan no Trunks]

OOC: I'm gonna have to assume that this battle takes place before Jedah Lynch nearly kills me in TSE's training grounds.

IC: *The moon bore down onto the field around him, its light delievering an eerie glow to the darkness. As MnT gazed up at it, he let its energy calm him, mind, body, and soul. Closing his eyes, he seemed to feel his blade calling him, it had not seen the honor of battle in some time now, as he had been getting himself used to the feel of Lightsabers. Now however, he knew a fight was eminent, and it was time to let Damnation's touch have a turn at glory.*

*He lowered his head, letting his eyes rest on the Jedi. He recognized Warren, the knight who had nearly stolen off with his right to becoming a sith warrior. The others, however, were either hidden in shadow, or unfamiliar to him.*

*Closing his eyes again, he bowed down to honor his friends, his opponents, and the battle that would inevitably soon occur between them, and rested his hand on the hilt of his broadsword, waiting to unsheath it*

[Warren Azalin]

:: Watching as the Sith gathered around feeling his presence he unhooked his sabers, with a snap-hiss the air around him became engulfed in a blue and red glow. Warren was ready to strike as he felt the presence of others around him, turning to see Damel, Dragon, and Nichos he smiled. It seems the odds had just been evened, not wasting another moment he went charging into the fray with both sabers ignited. Today he would make sure he spilled the blood or Summoner all over the place, even if it killed him ::

[Sumor Rayial]

**Sums felt the other Jedi before they appeared and smiled, this might end up being somewhat of a challenge after all. Moving his head to the side he nodded to his comrades.**

Pair off. Azalin's mine.

**Turning back Sums watched as the Jedi started forward. Nonchalantly he reached down and unclipped his sabres, only igniting one end of the double blood red saber and the one single black bladed saber. Closing his eyes for a moment he reached out and touched the blackness within. As the eye lids retracted Sums peered out at Warren, his eyes black as the night sky.**

[Miryan no Trunks]

*Upon hearing the words, MnT looked forwards, to the Jedi who stood nearest him.. He walked up to Damel, and began charging ki energy into his sword, giving it the same properties as a saber, as well as an eerily deep purple glow that seemed to dance with the shadows..*

*Nodding quickly out of respect to this Jedi he didn't know, he spoke*

... Shall we...?

[Vega Van Derveld]

:: Vega crossed his arms, looking towards Nichos and dragon.

Either of you feel like being crippled, hmmm?

He then awaited the movement of one on the jedi, his hand itching to grab his saber ::

[Nichos Marr]

The last thing Nichos was expecting at this point was a fight. He watched as Vega stared at him and Dragon. Nichos tipped his head to the side and watched Damel and Warren engage in battle.

"Warren! This is not right!"

He watched as Vega advanced. Nichos didn't know what to do. His mind raced at the possibilities. He couldn't even call on the Force for guidance. 4 angry Sith were demanding a battle.

"Son of a Wookiee..."

Nichos thought to himself for a moment. What the frell was he going to do? There was only one thing to do with a Sith around. He had to fight or else the Sith would kill him. Nichos unclipped his saber and ignited it with a snap-hiss. He turned to dlayer.

"I got Van Derveld, you take Anubis."

Nichos' battle-ready gaze fell upon Vega.

"Bring it on."

[Dragon dlayer]

"right"

*Dragon takes his Ls and swings it, igniting it as he did halfway threw the swing*

[Damel Girte]

*The girl's eyes darted off MnT for a moment, looking hesitantly around at the other Jedi. They were all fighting. Fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting... Why? She flicked the golden blade on, the steady thrumming washing over her thoughts, and nodded back at MnT, struggling to keep a straight face. Setting her left foot forward into a defensive stance, she brought up her saber, echoing what she had heard the older fighters say before, with what she hoped was the same degree of solemnity.*

"Let's dance."

[Anubis Lockheart]

Anubis stared into Dragon's eyes as he watched him ignite his saber. He grinned as he did the same, his silver saber snapped to life as it peirced through the crisp air. He secured his grip around the hilt, and remained focused. Anubis allowed the dark side to flow through him, and the force to guide him. He remained in a defensive, yet composed stance as he tested Dragon's patience.

"Come Jedi, face me..."

[Vega Van Derveld]

:: Vega grabbed his saber from his side, spinning the hilt into his right hand whilst igniting its blade all in one fluid motion. The yellow beam sent a cascade of light up onto Vegas face as he moved towards Nichos, picking up a small amount of speed as he did.

He twist the saber down infront of him before swinging it in a full arc so that he could grip it in two hands. He skidded to a halt, sticking out like a sore thumb as he was now placed in the middle of sharp glaring Jedi and Sith.

Let us begin, Marr..

Vega pressed both boots hard into the ground beneath him, stablizing his posture ::

[Nichos Marr]

Nichos jumps back, narrowly missing another slash by Vega. He could see the Sith was a big brute. Pretty much like all the other Sith he had encountered. Nichos smiled and gripped his own saber with both hands. The blue blade represented all that Nichos stood for. He knew the Sith had to be stopped somehow.

He charged at Vega, swinging his lightsaber at Vega's midsection. The move was parried, but that didn't stop Nichos. He slashed right and left, picking up his speed. He let the Force guide his motions and direct him. Nichos jabbed left, both their sabers connected and hissed. The Jedi stared straight at Vega. Behind Vega, clumps of mud raised off the ground. Vega was so angry at Marr that he couldn't sense them until it was too late. He was surprised when one hit him in his back. He was momentarily distracted. Nichos swiftly kicked him in the chest, sending him back. The Jedi assumed a defencive stance.

[Vega Van Derveld]

:: Vega stumbled back a few steps before regaining his composure. Yet another Jedi using the world around them, a.k.a nature, to attack him. He detested this, due to the outcome of his battle with Amazon Babe.

With a quick movement, he thrust forward his saber. The yellow blade clashed with that which Nichos was holding and the two twisted round in an arc as both combatants struggled to over power each other.

Vega leant his weight forward and rose his right foot quickly into the air, pushing it at full power into Nichos' ribcage. The Jedi wheezed quietly and lost his footing for a moment, giving Vega the chance to swing a swift slash at Nichos' mid-section. ::

[Nichos Marr]

Nichos quickly brought his saber over to block the attack. He managed to block it, but the added power caused Nichos to trip back. He rolled backwards and stood up not far from Vega Van Derveld.

Nichos noticed a native animal of Gamorr, a quizzer. He had an idea. The Jedi planted a picture of Vega being a shiny piece of metal in the quizzers head. The creatures loved shiny objects. This particular quizzer went mad and leapt off the tree. Vega turned just in time to watch the creature dig it's claws into Vega's shoulder. The creature began to stab and scratch Vega. Nichos didn't even have to control it's actions.

The Padawan focused on the Force, using a technique called Force Blind. He blocked his presence and sunk back behind a tree. Nichos could still hear the creature attacking Vega.

OOC: Just a side note, Quizzers are actual Gammorean animals and are fascinated by shiny objects.