Battle Between Droids

[Sethra]

The droid hopped from rock to rock, log to log, making his way through the forest. He set up droids from the Sith, wired them to target him. He wanted to train himself. However, this was dangerous. If he was injured, he would have no way to find anyone. He was in complete isolation. He also had to look out for anyone who would try to attack him. He wasn't looking for enemies, he was looking for practice. He saw his first droid, who held up his blaster, running towards him. He charged, slicing the thing in half. Two more appeared, one from the left, the other from the right. One managed to get a shot on him, but it luckily only skimmed him. He held up his saber, which ricochet the bullet, sending it into the other droid. He falls on his back, dead. He darts to the next one, slicing upwards into the droid. His head popped off as he fell forward. He grabbed it with his right hand, spinning it. It slams into another droid that happened to be right behind them. They slammed together, and he placed his lightsaber into the cuddle puddle they made on the ground.

Now, droids came from every direction. He heard a robotic voice, but couldn't apprehend what they were saying. Suddenly, all of them shot at once. XR-617, thinking fast, rolled under a log. He immediately skewered the poor tree, emerging from it. He jumped into the air, spinning with his saber in his hand. His hands fluently fly all over the place, along with his entire body. All of his parts work together, and he soon finds all of the bullets flying away​ from him, not towards him. Some of them fell to the ground, getting hit by the hail of bullets that backfired upon them.
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He jumped, kicking himself off a tree, managing to place his saber into a droid's thin body. Soon he may need help, but he did what he could. He swiftly flew across the forest, taking out droids, and found all of them scattered on the ground. Apparently, that wasn't all. A dozen more surrounded him. He'd gotten himself into quite some trouble.

 

[Sethra]

XR-617 readied himself, getting into his form. He saw a droid randomly hold his blaster up, and the droid held his saber in front of himself, having the first blaster shot ricochet off of it. He began to jump around again, destroying blasters. He found that after it all, he was only shot twice, and the shots were close together. The silver plating was now a dark black color, with ash covering the areas he was shot at. One very late droid rushed in, tripping over a log. It pointed his blaster at XR-617. He was smart not to put away his saber. He dashed to the droid, disarming it with his saber. It put its arms at its sides, standing motionless. It just stood there, acting annoying. "Intruder​​ alert! Intruder alert! Intruder alert!"

XR-617 put away his lightsaber, sending his fist into the face of the droid. It fell on its back, completely stiff, twitching around crazily. XR got on one knee, examining it. He rips open the back of it, observing the gears and wires inside. He seems to be there for hours, reprogramming the droid. After it all, the droid was painted completely silver, other than two red streaks running down each arm, and a red One Sith symbol painted across the back.​