The Rebel Faction

So she had read it wrongly. But there was a definite ting of anger there. THat explains it. The Upper saber that pushed vonta down was inching towards her. ANd the lowwer saber was stalmated by her empowered saber hilt.

She was loseing the strength battle. The male jedi was just a bit stronger physically. But size means nothing. Her recent Aiki Training was a experience that broadened her grappleing skills.

Such as those that allow you to turn a enemys strength againest them. She Made a final push forward forcing the shadow to back up and apply more force to keep moving forward. The moment that he added the additional force she slackened the wooden blade allowing his saber to come accross un ubstructed. Ducking her head as the saber came withing centimeters of cutting her face.

She Allowed him to continue with his momentum. Useing her saber hilt to skim along his saber until she was beside his waiste. With the lith body of a court dancer. She bent forward bringing Her leg back it flies out of now where. HItting the apprentice square in the back of the head forcing him forward.

She follows through with the kick bring her upper body to bare and striking with her glowing Akendo blade in a down ward slash with her Saber IN the other hand.

Vonta felt him pushing into her mind. But she knew some tricks that would hold him at bay. She Formed a wall within her mind. Corrdining off the area that he had penetrated. Forming a impenatrable wall around the attack. Vonta was the stronger mental jedi of the two that she was sure of.

Her lack of telekenisis left her at a slight disadvantage in her confrontations. With the mental attack under control she regained some of her concentration. Taking in a slow breath as the shrapenel came up around her. The debree was to keep her from manuvering while he made a frontal assault with his light sabers. There was one move that she knew that he would never expect. As he came at her she Focused her power through every molicule in her body. Phaseing it out of shift with this dimension allowing her to pass through solid matter. Like that of the body of another being.

Her faded form came strait at him. She brought her weapons to bare to block his attack. Their sabers should have met but instead they fade right through the light blades. As dose vonta. The jedi padawan continues passing right through the shadow.

'Strange the light passes through the shadow' Poetic at that. Through the opponent she materializes kicking backwards at his head again. Disorienting him the more.

She feels the burn on her face. Vanity is not something a jedi craves. It is superficial at best. "The light is not as weak as you thought eh young shadow lurker."

OOC: No god modage here. Vonta is trained in Phase shift it is in her training thread. And you are seriously under estimating her abilities mentally. Vonta has trained for IC months on end in the area of mastering her mental powers. She is more of a mental jedi then a telekinetic. If any you seem to god moding her mental powers.

IC: Vonta was quite tired of this dance her self the inflamed burn hurt all the more after the rough contact that the sith inflicted to her face. He was trying to borrow into her mind. She was tired of allowing him as far as he was getting. She had no intention of fighting in this condition. The shadow seemed intent on letting her make the next move well if he was not going to attack then nor would she, physically at least.

She Sat down cross legged on the ground laying her akendo sword and saber hilt on her lap. The sith was to far in then she was comfortable with. She begain her meditation the shadow was cuaseing a good deal of annoyance in her mind. But Aiki training had taught her how to act through disturbances and distractions.

Closing her eyes she focused her strength inward. She had been focusing on using her aiki empowerment skills down playing her mental powers but increaseing her physical fighting abilities.

Now as she sits the Aiki energy field around her body disipates and disapears. Now she pulls on Jedi order training. She focuses and While he is in her mind she grabs hold of him. She is trained in Astral projection and she was close to mastering it. But now with another in her mind she wondered if she could pull some on else there with her. She begain her meditation trance.

On the mental plane The esscence of the shadow was force fully restrained by vonta as she sent her own mind into the astral plane. Where the mind is the very essence of your being. She Left her body but as she did she was taking the shadow with her. Soon there was a flash of blinding light to the two and they both were.............


Well some where else.

They stood on a flat snow white plane of ground. The sky was color black. In all directions there was nothing but the line of black and white in all directions. The two combatants seemed to have their bodys but it was only becuase that is how they chose to see them selves and that is how they manifest them selves.

"Welcome to the astral plane Shadow. While yoiu were in my mind as you were you were you left your self volnerable to my minds mental abilities. Where my mind goes so did yours. I am trained in astral projection." She looked about in the still world they stood in. "Normally I send my mental esscence in to the real world. But linked as we are now we exist in a world of our own minds. Here psyic power wins the day."

She smiles but then allows the smile to fade away. "This place is also a manifistation of our minds eye. Memorys here are as real as if they were happening in reall life."

To vontas left there was a scream. And suddenly the two combatants were in a ally way. A young girl was running from two storm troopers. In the back round a middle aged man was lying face down in a puddle. The girl screamed. " Papa!! " And attracts the troopers attention. She runs into the the ally way tears of fear and greif pouring down her face.

The Two white clad troopers follow the girl. Who now huddles in a corner making a childs wish that she would magically not be seen. The troopers come right next to her. And yet they act as if they can not see her.

Doing a about face to look else where for the child. The image fades. And the two stand in the white grounded and dark skyed land scap again.

"All that we knew is real here." On couruscant a woman clad in storm trooper armor and carrying a ignited light saber faces off againest a creature in a dark robe. The two find that they have been joined in the battle.

The woman turns to look at the two. "who the frill are you two?!!" She sees that they are jedi as well. The woman is dressed more like mercenary of legend like the mandalorians then a jedi. And she looked quit young.

She avoided a blast of force lightening from the dark robed opponent. And fires back with a wrist rocket from a mandolorian wrist weapon. The explosion gives the dark figure a momentary puase.

"Get out or help your choice or your funneral." She cried.

Vonta looked at her younger self. This was her first encounter with a sith lord. Precisely. The Dark lord through back his hood revealing a green face. Lord Ahnk.

Vonta Stood before the onsallaught as the attack came. Another round of force lightening all around. Vonta ignites her saber that extends not a light blade but a wooden blade.

The force lightening lances out at all three padawans present on the field vonta present, vonta past , and Dakk are all hit with the force lightening and visibly feel it. The memory fades again and the two see that they are on the formless feild again.

"Here we face our true selfs as well as each other." Vonta wonders to her self if either of them was survive this encounter.

(OOC:No, i didnt mean abuot phase shifting, i understand that you wouldn't have done that if you werent trained. I meant about the debris. You can't just say "Vonta dodges the debris" with that much crap flying towards you...)

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Dakkon looked at the astral plane. He had battled with Fearsons on a region such as this. He also knew a few ways of causing mischeif. He could abort the projection, as he had ended up doing both times against Fearsons. The first time he had ended up in hospital with a slight cerebreal Haemorrage. The second he had a shocking headache. Master Fearsons had been just as bad as him. Noone in their right mind would willingly suffer the massive damage that sprung from aborting a projection. But he had done it. Twice.

And there was something he was forgetting about about Astral Projection. A weakness or something...

Looking down he noticed the string floating lazily in the breeze, its length disappearing into the distances below. Then he had another thought...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> She forced me up here, thus my being here is a burden on her mentally. Also the fact that i am inside her head means that if i aborted, most of the pain would throw onto her...

But no. Not yet anyway.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> He looked over to the Sith and Padawan battling, and noticed the lack of any attachments leading out from their body. Looking back at the padawan he noticed the string floating slightly away from her, as if she were unaware of its presence as she watched herself. Dakkon noted the fact she looked different, slightly more vibrant, and realised you looked how you imagined yourself at the time of projection. The fact he was tapping a combination of light and Darksides of the force was going to have an affect on how he looked. Stepping outside his body for a moment he saw that he had a heavier brow, harsher and slightly demonic. He realised then that he had manifested as a human vampire halfbreed...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> As she lept over him, the string that was trailing from her body got caught against his leg. As she flew further and further away, the string seemed to reel itself out more from her body. Reaching down, he took the string and wrapped it around his hand, the string bound several times underneith his sabre.

Jumping back as the TIE fly in and fired, Dakkon launched into the mans mind, or rather the apperitions mind, and made him pull at his flight yoke at the last moment, causing the lasers to miss. He keeps contact with the 'ship' as he looks up and the woman, her blade slashes making strange force manifestations, rips in the temporal fold.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Ah, what a purty picture! I wonder if she realises the burden that such an active combat zone places on her... And I wonder if...<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> As the blades spun, the TIE had spun back round, completely ignored by the two as they faced off. Suddenly it veered in and fired, archs of green laser hitting the smaller force manifestations and flying right towards the Jedi. As the ship went above him, Dakkon lept up, his sabre biting hard into the shell of the TIE, the laser slicing one of its wings off.

Out of control, it careered towards Vonta, but instead hit the last force blade, the force of the explosion throwing Vonta through the sheild and out into the 'atmosphere'.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

"You seem hurt woman? Not liking how your little Fleet thing is going? Here, let me help you!"

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Closing his eyes, his memories floated back to the Deaths Hand, his Flagship. He knew every inch of that Craft, not a bolt of the 17km ship was unknown to him. He forced it into the plain, the massive bulk of the ship appearing one kilometre off the starboard bow.

Across the void he shouted.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

"Charge the Superlaser!"