Freight Complex

Mon Jun 20, 2011 9:35 am by Darth Nexus

*There was no call for a cease fire; there was no order to stop. There was no hesitance, there was no doubt. The men kept their fingers on the triggers, squeezing it tightly as their weapons spat fire and death. The Dark Legionw as knowledgeable of force users; they were not invisible, nor was their grip on the mystical power. They kept firing until the man faltered, atleast that was the plan.

As they did this, one of the foremen who witnessed the attack had sprinted over to a console, contacting the Dark Legion castle, alerting them of the presence of a sith. A response team was on its way.

Blaster bolts continued their assault on the force barrier, bouncing away haphazardly, though luckily no bullet ricocheted into a legionnaire.*

Mon Jun 20, 2011 9:42 am by Shaatc Fel

*Daarken unleashed his Force repulse that he had built up and the intent was to give them a taste of a telekinetic shock wave that would possibly harm, damage and or knock them against walls off platforms. Once this was successful he would attack them and show them the true grit of a sith and his skills. Some called him insane, he called himself a god!*

Mon Jun 20, 2011 9:49 am by Darth Nexus

*The invisible hands of the force clutched the soldiers. Some tried to force their way out of the grip, but it was to no avail as the hand suddenly became a fist. It was a fist full of hate, pain and passion, a fist of the sith. They were cast into surrounding walls, hitting them with deafening cracks and thuds. They slumped to the ground, not moving. It seemed that the complex was clear of resistance.

That was when the alarm of a near by hangar began to ring, announcing the arrival of a ship. The alarm was so loud, it was nearly deafening. Even in the face of the alarm, the soldiers did not stir; their role in this battle had been played. The pawns were gone, now the true game of chess had begun.*

Mon Jun 20, 2011 10:48 am by Shaatc Fel

*Daarken, noticed the loud and very annoying alarm, He yelled out in irritation.*

"Where is this sith lord at? He beckons me and you all stand in my way.. why?!"

*Grabbing a hold of his double bladed lightsaber he stands very pissed off in his comfortable pose. As the force barrier was gone and so was the repulse. He stood there regaining himself.*

Mon Jun 20, 2011 1:09 pm by Darth Nexus

*The great metal doors parted; and in their parting, Death, War, Chaos and Darkness were allowed to enter. The elements were all within one man, and one man only. The Dark Lord of Chaos, Darth Nexus; ruler of Byss and Lord of the Dark Tide.

The Dark Lord entered the hall, wearing his battle attire; he was ready for a fight. Darth Nexus was a brute of a man, standing at 6'5, weighing in at over 300 lbs. He wore pitch blade robes, which covered his skin from the base of his neck, down to his ankles. His right arm was guarded from his shoulder to his finger tips by ribbed gun metal beskar armor, while his left arm was shielded by a gauntlet which reached just under his elbow. His boots were beskar plated, as were his knee caps.

Upon his face rested a mask of bone, it stretched to cover his entire face, having only holes to reveal his ice blue eyes. There were etching upon the pale plate of krayt bone, but no added colors. From his head, silver hair rolled down to his shoulders, settling without any form of containment.

In his left hand, the dark lord held an silver pipe like object which had etchings upon it. Though some wouldn't know what this was, Daarken would probably notice that it was a double bladed lightsaber.*

*The Dark Lord looked at the perpetrator of the violence with those pale, predatory eyes. The force seemed to focus around the man, clinging to the ancient darkness which seemed to flow through his veins. He did not talk, nor did he give any sign of civil communication. Instead, the long silver rod that was in his hand suddenly ignited; a crimson bean emitted from the end of the hilt. It was an open challenge to Draaken.*

Mon Jun 20, 2011 2:58 pm by Shaatc Fel

*Daarken looked upon the massive man, which stood only seven inches taller then him by definition of height. Daarken peered up at the what he classified as the force that brought him to this place.*

*He knew once he looked up him that he was a lord of the darkness.*

*He steadied his stance as he unclasped his Double bladed Lightsaber and a horrifying hum emmited from it as the crimson lava crystal blades came springing forth from its tips.*

*Daarken his legs spread apart, his left foot slightly ahead of his right as the right was behind him and to the side.*

*He spun the lit lightsaber in his hand around on his right side and then stopping in a diagonal vertical state behind him on his right side. Daarken glared at the dark lord, both were now eye locked, both studied each other.*

*A cold and terrifying darkness grew around. The force screamed as the two Sith faced each other, it bellowed out to both of them. Bellowed for bloodshed, for hate, for satisfaction, for honor amongst opponents and fed both the men energy.*

*A slight breeze flowed across Daarken and his bald head as a door shattered open at the growing energy around them.*

Tue Jun 21, 2011 9:48 am by Darth Nexus

*Fear not who I am ...Fear what I am...

The Dark Lord of the sith was a title that was thrown around a lot these days; weaklings claimed to be at the top of a sith social structure. Nexus was not one of these men. He was not even truly a man, not anymore. Now he was a spirit in a body that was not his own.

Fear not what I can do to you...Fear what I WILL do to you...

Darkness, ancient and chaotic, surrounded this man. The force could feel it, it was attracted to Nexus; giving him the power of his name sake.*

*The eyes of a predator...the eyes of a monster; that was what Daarken found himself looking into. The man did not know what he was facing, but he would learn soon enough.

They watched each other, assessing strengths and weaknesses. Nexus saw that Daarken had both blades on his lightsaber activated, where as he only had one of the blades active. Nexus angled the blade downward and to the left, away from his body. His right hand remained free.*

*Nexus could sense the feeling of fatigue within the man; Daarken was at a disadvantage. Nexus decided to capitalize on this disadvantage.*

*The dark lord did not charge the man, nor did he make any movement towards him. The force was channeling itself within the vessel that Nexus possessed; the vessel which he shared with a spirit of chaos. The archaic evil bonded with the man of war; he was deadly.

Suddenly, without warning, Nexus thrusted his right hand forward, palm facing the sith attacker. From his palm came the invisible hand of the force, aiming to slam into Daarken's chest with the force of a sledgehammer. The force push was not extremely focused, but it was strong; Nexus was a master of telekinesis.

The Dark Lord still didn't move. Nor did he speak. This was a show of power. Nexus wanted the man to learn humility; to learn to bow in fear.*

Tue Jun 21, 2011 1:41 pm by Shaatc Fel

*It was like the force enveloped the man, like the man was the force, the words hit him like a cold freight train car on a runaway adventure. How dastardly evil this man appeared, if Daarken wasn't a Sith he would truly be scared out of his wits. Daarken had been looking upon the man's cold calculating eyes, they were full of hate, pain and discust.*

*All of a sudden Daarken in both their wisdomistic staring contest, had been gripped by the force and pushed. Daarken clenched his chest for a moment with his left hand before he was thrown.*

*What in the 10 hell's of Osirus was this guy doing? Daarken thought as he was thrown. Did this guy really want to be destroyed?*

*After Daarken was thrown, he laid there for a moment as his lightsaber disengaged. Daarken regained his footing, He would have to study this man further, but time did not allow that at the moment.*

"You dare attack... Meeeeee?!"

*Daarken growled as he sprung forward at the man, he too had a weakness, his height, Daarken would be able to use this against him as he was smaller and a bit faster on the toes as this man could be not to mention he weighed less. Daarken reignited his lightsaber right before he went to strike at the man's right leg at the upper thigh. He moved with a quickness and at close quarters so that hopefully he could wear the man out and get calculated hits on him.*

Tue Jun 21, 2011 2:01 pm by Darth Nexus

*Apparently this sith thought himself as someone of importance; whether this was valid or not was yet to be seen.*

*Though Nexus may have been victim to the lung had he been inexperienced, Nexus had been a war lord for 30 years of his life; experience was on my side, as was the force. That was what aided him.

The dark lord twisted his body to the left slightly, bringing the blade that was in his left hand up in a massive arc, swinging it back down to collide with Daarken's blade, aiming to send it to the ground with a heavy parry.*

*Nexus could have ended it right there and then, all he had to do was swing the blade back upwards to strike Daarken's unguarded neck; but he didn't. The man was teeming with the dark side, Nexus could feel it; he had potential. He was currently a tool, rage and wrath- but Nexus could refine him. He would make the man a sith, a true sith.*

*So instead of killing him, Nexus thrusted his hand out again; this time the push was meant to take Daarken out of striking range.*

Tue Jun 21, 2011 2:24 pm by Shaatc Fel

*Daarken is knocked back on his feet by the Sith's strike.*

*This man had some fight in him, yes he had some true grit evil hate in his parry. Daarken as it seemed couldn't maneuver his way out of a wet paper bag against this guy, or so he thought.*

*Just then, Daarken found himslef fighting the man's blade from his his blade, he was then with a force that was brute enough to launch his body 10 fee in the air and 70 feet in distance away from the man he was force pushed as he just releashed a strong force push of his own at the man at the same time.*

"What in the maleficum's kingdom is your problem?"

*Daarken said after struggling to get up on his feet after the force push.*

"Why do you attack me heathen beast?!"

*Daarken reignited his blades and chose this time to study, regain his composure.*

Tue Jun 21, 2011 2:43 pm by Darth Nexus

*The saying 'the bigger they are, the harder they fall' was usually true; but not on this occasion. The Dark Lord was sent back, the push lifted him off of the ground and cast him a fair distance away. His lightsaber deactivated in mid-flight. As he landed, Nexus rolled backwards and onto his feet with surprising agility.

Returning to his full height, Nexus examined the man. Yes, he did indeed have potential; but he had a loud mouth. Nexus would cure him of that.*

*The Dark Lord didn't talk, not yet at least. While Daarken began to swear, Nexus gestured for the man to come to him with his right hand. It looked like a simple invitation, though in actuality Nexus was reaching into the force, aiming to grip Daarken by the throat, constricting it slightly, then lifting him from the ground and bringing him closer. The whole time Nexus did this his lightsaber remained deactivated.*
"Respect your elders, you insolent child."

*The force was thick around the Dark Lord, it was tainted by his presence; it was bent to his will.*

Tue Jun 21, 2011 3:59 pm by Shaatc Fel

*After Daarken got up and was immediately force pulled to the dark lord and was being force chocked at the same time and was suspended about 7 feet off the ground, he managed to still keep his saber in his right hand but it was up in his face as he tried to get out the words.*

"Whoa .....*Choke* whoa big *Choke* fellah I don't *Choke* roll like *Choke* that!"

*Choke*
*Choke*

"Who says.. *Inhales* I'm a *Inhales* a child!"

*Daarken was beginning to lose consciousness from the lord's grip on his throat, it took enough strength to fight for words as it was as well as breath let alone try to even work an attack. He floated there in suspension totally at the lord's mercy, but as we all know Sith don't show mercy.*

Tue Jun 21, 2011 6:53 pm by Darth Nexus

*Such insolence never went well with Nexus; he did not tolerate disrespect. He would make this man know to hold his tongue; he had to if he were to become a sith. Nexus watched the man, who was now at his mercy, held high in the air. His grip didn't release for a few minutes; this man would learn to suffer.

Nexus turned his previously upward facing palm down towards the ground, releasing his hold. Gravity took hold on the man from then on, bringing him back down to the ground suddenly. It probably would not have been a pleasant landing*

*Nexus' saber remained deactivated; he watched the man, not moving towards him. He was still ten feet away from Nexus, just out of striking range. Nexus chose to enlighten the man.*
"A dark lord of the sith says this...you should be wise enough not to question it boy."

Tue Jun 21, 2011 7:54 pm by Shaatc Fel

*All of a sudden the man released his grip, being that he was still high in the air when the grip was released, when Daarken hit the armor around his knees worsened things, he hit his knees, causing them to fracture in multiple places. He screamed out in pain.*

"AAAaaaaahhhhhhhh!"

*Daarken looked up at the man, as he struggled to get to his feet. Once there physics took effect and he collapsed back down on his knees from the pain causing more pain and for him to scream out in agony a second time. This time he lurched forward still managing to hold onto his saber, but was now putting pressure on his hands to circumvent the pain in his knees. He steadily looked up at the man as he cried out again in agony.*

"AAAaaaaahhhhhhhh, frick me!"

*He said under his breath, before he spoke to the dark lord.*

"I knew it was you all along my lord, I just wanted to make sure you were not a weak imatation, how wrong was I, I had no chance against you."

*He said with heavy breathing.*

Wed Jun 22, 2011 7:26 am by Darth Nexus

*The sound of bones popping as they hit the metal ground was satisfying to his ears, but not nearly as satisfying as the sound which followed it. The Dark Lord tilted his head as the man screamed in pain. He watched him with the eyes of a sadist. He was a sith; he fed on the mans pain. The pain gave him strength, like force steroids, Nexus felt power coursing through his veins. He held onto it, savoring its seductive touch. Goose bumps crawled up his skin.*

*Nexus looked at the man's lightsaber, then back at him. The Dark Lord hadn't lowered his guard; he didn't trust the man just yet- after all he had just killed several of his soldiers. Keeping his distance, Nexus spoke out.*

"You speak as if you sought me out deliberately."

Wed Jun 22, 2011 7:37 am by Shaatc Fel

"I did, it was your presence in the galaxy that drew me to you..."

*Daarken said, as he grunted in excruciating pain as he reached down inside of him and steadied his rise to his feet with his saber as a crutch.*

"I may be broken, but I am still dangerous!"

*He said as he spit blood out from his mouth to the right side on the ground. His eyes were full of rage, yet no energy to release it. He now stood half choobies bravely against the dark lord as he looked at him and spoke.*

"What is your name fowl beast lord of the sith?"

Wed Jun 22, 2011 7:54 am by Darth Nexus

*Nexus watched the man. So much rage, so much hate; tools of the sith, though often harnessed without care. Nexus looked at the praetorians, then back at the man. He looked at the lightsaber in the young man's hand, then reached out with it. The invisible hand of the force tore the weapon free from then hand of its owner. The blade deactivated as it came free from the grip of Daarken, then floated into the waiting palm of the dark lord.*

*Nexus caught the weapon, wrapping his armored fingers around the weapon, admiring the craftsmanship. He looked at the weapon, then at the man. Nexus ignited the blade, aiming it towards the man, though the tip of the blade was still five feet away from him.*

"You do not need to know my name. I will tell you, however, what you do need to know. You broke a major law on Byss, one that usually results in a painful death...however...I see something in you...something that can be used. So I offer you a chance. Join the ranks of the Dark Tide as my apprentice, as the executor of my will. You will learn the true power of the dark side...or you will die trying.

*The man was a tool, but even tools could achieve greatness in the hands of a master; Nexus would guide the man on the path to becoming a sith.*

Wed Jun 22, 2011 10:28 am by Shaatc Fel

*With the dark lord grasping his Lightsaber, he had nothing but his shattered knees to support his weight, the sound of bone rubbing bone could be heard as he stood proud. With the pain his teeth gritted as he stood there looking upon the man that just gave him a run for his money at his current level of experience.*

*It was true, Daarken needed his skills more defined and cut to a fine crystal with deadly precision of energy and a sharpness to its edges. It was true, Daarken also had a habit of shooting off at the mouth with sarcastic and hotshot words. He also had a habit of killing those who did not hold a worth to him or his ideals and those who served their purpose and had none left afterwords.*

*Daarken spoke to the sith lord through the force.*

<< I offer myself to you and your bidding my lord! >>

*He said as he stumbled for footing and to keep his eyes locked on the dark lord.*

Wed Jun 22, 2011 11:46 am by Darth Nexus

*The eyes of the dark lord were as cold and merciless as they were when Daarken was a threat; to Nexus, nothing had changed but the mans title. Even so, he was impressed with Daarken's demeanor. He was brave, blindly so; he was tough, self destructively so. He was but a man, an ambitious one at that. He would grow to be something more in the future. Nodding at the man, Nexus introduced him into the faction officially.*
"Welcome to the Dark Tide"

*Shifting his eyes from the man to his soldiers, Nexus nodded at two of the Praetorians. There were no spoken words; the men knew their lord's desire and they would fulfill it. They walked next to the man, offering to assist him while the others formed up into two lines. As they did that, Nexus continued to speak.*

"You will be transported to the castle where our medics will tend to your injuries; you are no use to me crippled. After you have received treatment, meet me in the throne room. It is there were you shall regain your weapon."

continued in Medical Bay

Wed Jun 22, 2011 1:08 pm by Shaatc Fel

*Daarken nodded to the dark lord as he let the soldiers help him up.*

"As you command..."

*He was like a rabid dog of war and anger, almost perfect to be unleashed upon the jedi, but he still need much tuning.*
*He was then taken to the Medical Bay, where he would be healed.*

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