Defeating the Odds (Duel)

[Darth Torment]

Walking onto the planet of Nemoidia Isis Fontana aka Darth Menace, liberator of the Naga Dark Holocron from the vile clutches of the Jedi and their futile Republic walks masked and robed with duranium gauntlets and shin-knee guards and with nylon-mesh turtle neck, and nylon-mesh pants...

As she walks up to the city with her weapons, she focuses the force around her.... she wants to get recognition for her own abilities to try and become a master of her own religion, recently she had infiltrated the Jedi Order to secure the Naga Dark Crystal and in her flight she had murdered several shadows in which 3 were Jedi Masters, the other 4 were knights and padawans... as she walks up she focuses the force to create a dark-spark and sent it flying at the nearest building toppling it at it's foundation... she knows a Jedi Master will respond and so she just had to wait within the city borders for him to come for her.

@[member="Syn"]

 

[Syn]

Syn had heard the rumor and he just looked at the place from his seat. There was a small problem with Isis's claims... One the Dark Holocron of naga sadow had been lost since the clone wars. Dooku taking it long before for his master Sidious, second padawans never became shadows and the holocron vault required council permission to enter. He was almost amused at things, he had expected it but one claiming to do powerful actions should and would need the skill to back it up. With a smirk the jedi master rose at the report she had been spotted in the city... Then rolled his shoulders. He had promised one chance and given it... Now well now there was very few things the shadow could do. He moved from the room and went to his room preparing to confront the girl while ording simply the jedi seal the area off.

In the room he opened the chest that Iella had filled with his gear and debated what to bring. He settled for the forearm bracers made of cortosis. The Dashi robes and his belt. The gungnir armor while useful would weigh him down and for this he needed all his speed. The girl had never seen a jedi master fight who had been a sith. No she if anything failed to realize what one could do or didn't want to follow what a shadows job was. Much like Je'gan there was a word. Something one of his masters had told him long ago for the job they did. Bolverk the dark one, wet worker of the jedi had too many implications but saying you were the councils dark doer gave them denyability. So he moved and went towards the street to meet Isis.

The jedi master entered the seeing and sensing Isis, she had been trained in the white current as well which gave her one less advantage against him in this. His obscured face fell upon her coming closer while the cape trailing behind him billowed in the wind. White doves flew past and the air seemed to show small sparks of electricity. In truth it was the jedi master focusing his energies inward and on his body. On making himself faster even with the armor, on being stronger, on his senses to pick up even more and finally on the thrill of the fight. Isis knew many things but she hadn't seen some of the true masters of juyo. Darron Wraiths vaapad could strike her down in a heartbeat but Syn didn't know that, he knew some of the moves though. Some of the vaapad techniques that could be used with other saber forms as they were simple.

"Isis Fontana, do you really believe this is wise? You had a chance to run and hide but now you attack the jedi. Sadly girl, I offer no forgiveness a second time around." His gloves fists clenched and unclenched obscuring the bracers.. A nice surprise that could come for her and the single saber in his hand.

@[member="Isis Fontana"]

 

[Darth Torment]

SETTING THE MOOD

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Isis Fontana, once a Jedi Knight former Padawan of Darren Wraiths who was supposedly the strongest and most capable lightsaber wielder in the known galaxy, once a Jedi among their own and that the Jedi Order betrayed by threatening her with Hit Teams and then one person who could bring the Order and their Puppet Republic to it's knees stood here and now steadfast against an impossible master of their order, a significant man... but also a child, even though he is over 800 years old and shows the discipline of a young man... it's no secret of the whispers that this Jedi is the Spawn of sith Alchemy and the last thing in the galaxy who should be able to lose to a sith like Darth Menace.

As her own robes flutter in the wind she stared coldly from her mask as she too gathers the force inwardly to deal radial destruction, and chaos everywhere... This day is the beginning of a vision that will come to pass, one that Isis at one time foretold of events happening to the Jedi and their Republic, a vision that will leave the galaxy without the light and a trepidation so dark that the light side will forever be lost, Isis is no longer Isis.... she stopped being Isis Fontana the moment the Republic forced her hand to turn to the sith for help, to grow powerful and to find her own purpose in life, the Jedi believe her to be weak...the republic believe her to not be a threat and their ways believe her to be a coward but it is truth they are far more corrupted these days than they ever were in the past centuries, they're ruled by violence and murder but yet they call the sith Tyrant....How dare them.

As Isis...No, Darth Menace stands here she stands on her own, without her own troops facing of the cowardice of the republic and one of it's own masters, she faces off against a real tyrant of this fair and brutal galaxy, she faces a man so clouded in judgement and so shrouded in mystery that his own identity has been corrupted to falsified information, she knows he has secrets...she knows of the darkness he fights against and this is one reason why she lured @[member="Syn"] here... this is one reason why she has brought him before her, everything that happens is Veloks doing, well everyone will soon know that all the wars in the galaxy is Darth Menace's doing, she wills the wars since she is an indestructable master of war, deception and stealth.

Darth Menace, the Master of everything that could happen during war, the last child of the phantom vortex....and the future slayer of the republic, She is no coward, she fears nobody and she is bold beyond boldness and just like the mandolorian you truly can't defeat her, she is an idea...she is lost dreams...she is unavoidable retribution for the acts of tyranny and enslavement of the Jedi Order of today..They're Kidnapping youth and covering up lies...they are the true evil and darkness in this brutal galaxy...The Jedi will be dealt with in time and after Menace becomes a true Dark Lady by obtaining Mastery she will work had to see to the crumbling of the republic, it is unavoidable, she is Indestructable....she is the last thing the Order will see before it falls...she is the last warrior of the republic that will stand forever as a sith, she is Hope in a galaxy filled with Jedi Tyrants and Slavers.

@[member="Syn"]

 

[Syn]

@[member="Isis Fontana"]

Syn continued to move forward while walking and breathed deeply, the scent of... Well the scent of Isis was strong and he had already spoken. Now he withdrew the blade activating it in a snap hiss of pale blue light with the druidfire gem providing a silver shine to it. The pirate Aedan had given it as a gift. Now he held it in the blade to add color, the blade moved to a position at his side sticking out to full view pointed forty five degrees downward. His muscles remained tense while preparing for an attack, his eyes tracked until it was time.

The process of time seemed to slow down even to his senses and he moved letting the force push into each muscle fiber, letting it control his actions while he remained passive, neutral in expression under the hood. His speed out of armor was augmented by his nature, by the force and he used every single drop of that to move forward at Isis tracking the white current ripples if it came to needing it. He didn't worry about it though no much like on Metalorn he had freedom of releasing his tempered aggression. The blade came into an upwards slash with his foot sweeping below it. He intention was to get a saber lock and trip her up for the second blade, a deactivated interlocking saber on a fiber cord being used as a nunchuku to sweep over and with the curved hilt strike her in the back of the head.

He didn't need to speak yet, no the time to see what she was going to do, her mental state was now and then... And then he would push and prod. He would show her what true Dun Moch can do. He had used it on Kara, to convince her to join the jedi for a time. He had worked it to Iella to convince her to see the folly of the templars and now he would use it with sokan and trakata to break down a child who liked to play with heated swords.

 

[Darth Torment]

Isis watched as he sprinted toward her and smirked under her mask since it was a pleasing sight to see this Jedi Master so reassured that the fight would play out in his favor, she had always held true to some things the Jedi had taught her and here she could see his training of the dark side was influencing him, truth is she was screaming down deep from the soul to be saved but she would not admit it nor would she allow it to happen...as Isis stood here she waited and forged her own bond with her calm mind and as she waited she pressed her hands against her chest waiting patiently for his attack while keeping her sabers equipped to her belt...she was ready for this, she was ready for their inevitable showdown and she was ready for them to go to war.

As she waited she continued to remain calm minded and impenetrable and continued to gather the dark side in her body and allow it to guide her actions while planting herself in the ground with it, this day she would win her first battle against a light sider and this day she would meld herself into the fabrics of time forever labeling herself Darth Menace, Dark Lady of the Sith....

As she waited she kept her mind focused and then spoke to him in her commanding voice and adopting a more commanding presence I know you come from the dark side, @[member="Syn"]...as I know of your past...I can sense it, give in to your nature and unleash your inner beast. You'll feel so much better if you do she mocked while acting as if it was a story to be told The Dark Side is freeing and natural, moreso than the light side my pet she then readied herself for his attack or defense, whichever he used first.


As he slashed his weapon upward she flipped into the air and landed several paces giving him ground and then pulled her own blade and activated it with a crips snap-hiss as the red and silver blades came to life, she sneered at him and then waited for the jedi master to make a move, she was not willing to play by his rules and as she stood here she allowed the force to guide her into acting just as it did to get her to flipped away from the blade, she was not in the mood to lose this one and so she wouldn't.



@[member="Syn"]

 

[Syn]

Syn stopped for a moment and just stared at the woman... Was she really trying to turn him to the darkside? The thought was on his mind while he just laughed. Letting it start in his chest a barrel of a laugh and coming out with all the humor that it entailed. He looked at her and leaned over a little pointing from his hip. "Stop please it hurts, oh my girl. You need more training in this. To think you can what? Control me? That you can use my past against me? I am not some sniveling child who doesn't know manipulation, I am not a whelp who thinks their power absolute. You want to fight us, you want kill jedi but when one fights back you run like a coward. Back to your hole in the wall and wallow the sad little queen of a sad little hill trying to be bad. Trying to be strong when an ant can crush her. I have fought emperors and kings, stood at the feet of the monster maker and strangled a grandmaster. Go and grow some teeth before trying to command me about."

He kept moving though and let his fiber corded interlocking sabers dangle like a bolo he could throw at her. His pale blue saber still activated while he moved as kept it at his side. he didn't need to assume a stance, she had already shown more then he needed to judge. "Your flimsy powers couldn't turn a padawan to the darkside so don't even try wasting my time girl. Either fight or run back into the hole you crawled out of after fleeing the order." He remained prone and ready for her attack feeling the hilt in his hand ready for an attack. The free sabers snapped together while his grip changed. Ready to activate a single blade of it to use jar'kai.

 

[Darth Torment]

She watched as he activated his second blade and smirked only after he tried to taunt her and then readied herself, she was no coward but was also not stupid and knew not to give into the taunts, as she remained she focused her mind to be ready for an attack and then while being calm she looked him directly in his eyes and began to close the distance Oh that's why you'll be sent home with a nice story to tell, the story of how a Jedi Master was bested by a Sith Knight she taunted as she got in close enough to feel his aura Because the Jedi, unlike the sith, seem to misjudge the situation... I am not a coward, but I also intend to defeat you. she admitted as she twirled her blade in her hand and went for fast paced slicing strike combo's aimed for his arms ready to take him on saber to saber...she then with a quick snap-his activated her second saber readying it for defense.

@[member="Syn"]

 

[Syn]

Syn hadn't activated his second blade yet, he still held the hilt of it and when she slashed. She messed up, the robes sleeves fell down enough to reveal his trap card. Blue and black bracers that served one purpose. Deactivating sabers, a gift from sasori research based on Imperial knight gauntlets. Syn let the first slash come while she tried to taunt and it was still small. He raised exposing the bracer to the blade letting it strike his arm.... Lett it dig into the cortosis and slowly. Isis would realize what happened as feedback would come it was what always happened. Energy feedback to overload and disable a lightsaber from several minutes.

The jedi master moved the rest of his body letting the moment come as he was close and slashed using her own pride in this. She had chosen to come closer, chosen to taunt one of the few who was willing to kill the one to save the many. Now he brought the saber in for a slash from her left hip up to her right shoulder. The anticipated saber lock would mean little, no he wanted it so the second blade that would come with a snap hiss and black blade to try and come down for a cho ma cut.

 

[Darth Torment]

As he came in for a slash she rolled out of the way and got back to her feet, that was close and she could smell a burn but it did little to mess her up and as she stood here she smirked at him and calmed her sudden raging blood that made her breathing erratic due to the intensity of the duel it had gotten already, as she stood here from a fast paced roll she looked at him and calmed her body while feeling the pull she needed and then got into her Jedi Ready stance, the same one she learned while being in the order of the republic and held her blade in reverse shien readying herself to counter if he were to attack her.

@[member="Syn"]

 

[Syn]

[This duel is over, Isis asked for it to be over and can it just be made non canon and archived please]