After the Hospital

[Fireson V'Trechen]

Fireson trusted his master. He obeyed [member="Nexus Krae"] . He started to put all of his anger of his brother into the rock. He started to focus on moving the rock. Throck lifted up and went slowly to him. Another minute more equals out to a meter more. Fireson was 3 meters away. When, he let go of the rock, his hand caught it and held it. Fireson looked at his master.

"Did I please you," said Fireson. "Your wish is my command. I will do everything you require of me. I am your slave."

 

[Krae]

Nexus watched, as slowly Fireson managed to achieve what was required of him. His training would take time, but that was something Nexus had. And as Fireson asked if he pleased him, calling himself his slave, it confirmed the belief an obedient student would perhaps be the best choice, for now at least. A slight nod from Nexus, "Yes. Now, I want you to contemplate on that. Sense it, feel it. The way it lets you move things and focus. And when you have done that, I want you to try again with your lightsaber crystal. Only this time, put only emotions into it. Not any movement. Not any command. make sure it doesn't break."

[member="Fireson V'Trechen"]

 

[Fireson V'Trechen]

Fireson went to the crystal and meditated. He could not deal with himself disappointing his master, [member="Nexus Krae"] . He put his rage, anger, hate, and pain of the V'Trechen family in it. Fireson's life initially started as a youngster. He was furious that individuals continued moving him all through cultivate homes and planets. It resembled there was nothing there for him until he discovered his folks being siths. At the point when he had, at last, discovered his folks, everything clicked. He needed to murder his parents. Fireson believed that he could murder everybody, except got some answers concerning his sibling Mike. Fireson chose to make everything to resemble a Jedi did it, little did he realized that Mike would turn out to be famous. Fireson needs to execute him. He needs to take everything Mike cherishes and destroy it. He needs to govern the world and transform it into his picture. Mike will consume it alive! The crystal turned crimson red with Fireson getting up to see his good work. Fireson needs to make sure that his master was pleased.

"Master," said Fireson. "Did I do as you required? What would you have me do your allpowerful? Your wishes are my commands forevermore." With that, Fireson bowed, enough to touch the grass. He was just a peice of dirt ready to be stepped on by his master.

 

[Krae]

Nexus watched and felt yet again. At least with this one, he would not have to worry about the ability to summon emotions. He had no issue managing that aspect. Though Nexus would never admit it, he had always been terrified. That's why he made himself so powerful. He, at heart, was a coward. And yet he learned to use his fear to his advantage. To become that which others would fear to face. Fireson wished to destroy his brother. Why, Nexus cared not. As long as he could use it.

The crystal began to bleed as all that hate hit it. And the Dark Lord smiled. Fireson asked if he'd done as required, what he wanted to do next, and then bowed to the very ground. Obedience. Certainly more then Laila. Good. Nexus grinned wickedly, "You have done well Fireson, now, rise. For it is time for you to create your first lightsaber."He would walk the boy to the table of parts for his weapon, and held out his arms gesturing to each piece, detailing its purpose, he took out his masters, deconstructed it with the force before Fireson, then put it back together in the same way.

"Now, do the same for your own. This weapon is to be your first true weapon. Blasters are nothing to a lightsabers blade. If you are skilled enough, short of a tank or explosion, very little is." He stated. As he would await Fireson to begin working, the lord would continue to speak, "You hate Laila yes? But not as much as your brother of course. She is, quite certainly, ahead of you in terms of skill and power at the moment. She had her whole life to train, you have not. But she's not invincible. And if you challenge her, she would certainly accept. You lack a Vo, to us, a soul. That means you are worth as much as a slave. If she refused a fight to you, she would be saying she was worth less. If you become strong enough, I will allow you to challenge her again. And should you actually manage to beat her, then whatever rules the two of you set forth would take place. But were you to lose, whatever wish she had chosen would be the case. I can teach you to beat her, with time. And then, you can have a chance to prove your worth."
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