The Rebel Faction

OOC: WOW!!!!! Our post's got small quick

IC: Off in the distance, Kahn could make out the soundof a speeder approaching, and fast it would seem. Wthin a couple of minutes the speeder made it by the jedi, stopping in a cloud of smoke. After the smke had died down, Kahn saw a man clad in white, a saber clinging to his belt indicating he was the source of the high dark energy. Grinning the sith took a couple of steps forward and eyed the jedi with a menacing grin.


*Greetings jedi Kahn. Remember me*

OOC: Well I wil fix that right now.

IC: Malice was rather pleased that Kahn had remembered who he was. Even more so that the jedi still carried and thought about the past. This would make things a little more easier to try and turn Kahn, to put him back on the right track. Malice began circling Kahn, Studying him, observing any changes. He had stopped infront of the jedi after walking a complete circle around him.


*You have changed greatly Kahn. You have become strong within the force, to bad it's for the wrong side. Though i see that may change, given time of course*


With that said, Malice took off his cloak, and rolled up his sleeves, revealing scars that started on the backs of his arms and ended somewhere on his backside. They were easily recognized as saber burns. But how and from what could have caused so many. Looking up at Kahn Malice had a sadisitc smile on his face.

*You know Kahn, the day you left i bet you didn't even consider what the consequences would be. Sure you knew that we would end up hating you, and want to kill you. And yes your right we do. But i bet you never thought about what would happen to the people you left behind. You see, wether you know it or not, you are the first to ever have left the order to go to the jedi and become one of them. The sith masters took it as the failures of the rest of us deciples, saying we just let you go, let our brethren leave the path to power and turn to the path of the weak*


Then his expression took a complete 180. Anger was clar in is voice, and clearly seen on his face.

* And so, for months on end they beat us, trained us to the brink of madness. Some of us wanted take or own lives as it would be much better then to go on another day with them. They beat us for everyday you didn't come back. Many have died, hell, all of us would have. But then the few that survived the months, the years of constant training, we began to like the pain they were dishing out. Tat as when the beatings became less and less, for they knew that we would no longer fear the training sessions, the endless hot days and cold nights with the masters fighting for our lives. No, instead we welcomed it*


The sith knight rolled down his sleeves and unclipped is lightsaber.

*You see they had finally succeeded in what they planned to do from day one of our punishment. They had imprinted the hate we now have for you, and a new found hatred for all jedi. This hatred drived us harder day in and day out, we found we could go on for days of training and not want rest. Instead wanting to go on and do more training. All those days of training, everything i learned, everything i had trained at. It all comes down to right now. Everything i have done Kahn, it was to prepare for our undeniable fate of meeting once again. So now that you know why i have come...*


Malice then ignited his saber. The gleam of pure hatred and death was brightly shining in both of his dark blue eyes. The hought of turning him quickly faded from is mind as he now wanted the traitor's blood to make up for all theblood he had lost. Malice felt his death would bring himself back from them madning state the sith master had put himand his fellow brethren through.


*Now that you know what i want. You cannot deny it to me. You owe me and the rest of your brethren you left behind. You owe me this fight*

Malice said those last words with much anger and resentment. Malice now waited for Kahn;s answer. The darksid flowing fast and in great amounts through his body. The evilness he embodied radiated off of him like a reactor waiting to explode.


OOC: I was thinking we would do a few posts of fighting. Then it's alright with you L(I'll call you that or now) We will then bring in the Yuuzhan Vong. Maybe we can let them take control Of Naboo. After that maybe more fighting and such. I have a plan on how to get Malice and Kahn to work together in order to beat the Vong warriors.

OOC: NO! This is no way to die! Forgotten and pushed off by the people who said they would nurture you into a epic. Don't die on me little thread! Please don't Die!

Post you RPers. Gash, you said you would post.

OOC: It's alright.

IC:

The Jedi Knight had not been caught off-guard by Malice's attacks; he had trained with a saber long enough that he was quite capable of taking care of himself in battle. But Kahn refused to take the offensive, mainly parrying the Sith's blows only aiming a few slashes meant to render Malice harmless. While the Dark Sider had lost a part of himself, Kahn was careful to calculate his moves. While his body was moving, so was his mind.

The look in his one-time best friend's eye told the Knight that there would be no turning back now. He couldn't hope to save the Sith, not unless he won this fight first. And that would mean taking the offensive.

Calling on the Light Side, Kahn lifted two medium-sized stones in the air. They were behind Malice, and he sent them hurdling towards the Sith's lower back and left kneecap. At the same time, the Jedi rushed forward and attacked low at Malice's midsection.

Edit: TTT

Air. Oxygen. It was the substance that most carbon-based lifeforms required to continue to reside among the living. And Malice was preventing Kahn from recieving that substance. A normal person would have panicked, but not a Jedi. Jedi were taught to accept everything calmly. To allow panic to overtake them was to invite both disaster and the Dark Side into them. And so, the Knight's expression changed only slightly, to that of deep concentration.

His saber still ignited and in his hands, the Jedi summoned the Force around him. He used it to power himself into a forward jump, landing right beside Malice. With darkness closing in on the edges of his vision, Kahn swung his saber at the Sith's midsection. At the same time, he jabbed out with the energy he had gathered from the Force, assaulting Malice's mind in an attempt to distract him from the Force Choke. The mental attack was to one of the nerves in one's brain that was sensative to pain. If probed, it would definately cause the victim discomfort.