Determination at it's finest (Self-training thread)

[Gherron Dragovalor]

Gherron was surrounded. Him against ten Sith troopers, their blasters set to kill. As he stood between them all, he wondered how he would get out of this one. This wasn't a few thugs looking to beat him up, this was different. They were trained soldiers, and he was but a simple Padawan. Drawing his lightsaber, he eyed them all, assuming his favored Soresu stance. As soon as he did this, every blaster raised and pointed at him, ready to fire with deadly accuracy. He would make sure they never got the chance. Reaching into the force, he sent out a ripple through the force that knocked two of them off of their feet. Not waiting for them to get back up, he quickly dashed over and ended both of them with two quick slashes of his saber. By now, the remaining eight troopers had begun firing at him. Raising his weapon, he deflected each blast with strong resolve. Two of the deflected blaster bolts found their way into Sith armor, taking two more out. At this point, the other six had ran off into different directions, and had taken tactical positions behind various forms of cover. They still shot at him, but now it was even harder to gauge where exactly they were. Taking cover for himself, he thought out his plan. From what he saw first hand, one had hidden behind a large boulder, and two others were stationed behind a broken wall. While the locations of the other three were not known to him, he figured they would reveal themselves eventually. Vaulting over his cover, he threw his lightsaber around the wall, soon hearing the sickening sound of plasma against flesh and bone. While the weapon was still doing it's work, he augmented his speed and dashed to the boulder and jumped over it. By the time he was only two feet above the man, the lightsaber had returned to his hand, and a second later became buried in the man's chest. Three to go. Unlike what he had predicted, none of them had shown themselves after he engaged their comrades. Where were they? As if on cue, he heard the mechanical winch of a droid's legs. Turning around, he faced a massive droid, towering him with at least three feet. The troopers were still nowhere to be found, but he had bigger issues now-literally. Raising his weapon, he prepared to attack the monstrosity, only to be smacked aside. Falling to the ground, he went to grab his lightsaber, only for it to be destroyed by the droid's foot. Perfect. As if it couldn't get any worse, it's next target was him. Knowing he was defeated, he closed his eyes and waited for the foot to crush him. It never came.

'Simulation failed.'

All around him, everything turned digital, then disappeared. The physical forms lay about the room, and he finally got a glimpse of where the remaining troopers were. They had been only feet behind him, but cloaked. Groaning, he got up. "Well how was I supposed to know? It's not like I can actually sense them." He looked at the "droid's" foot, which had really been an automated machine with the digital skin to look like a droid. His lightsaber was completely safe, not having been destroyed by the robot after all. Picking it up, he clipped it to his belt and went to the control panel for the holo room.

 

[Gherron Dragovalor]

With a few taps, Gherron reset the simulation. Walking back to the middle, he watched as the room around him digitized once more. It was the same setup, but no doubt had the enemies in different places. "Alright", he said. "Lets try this again." Drawing his lightsaber, he looked at his surroundings, keeping in mind what happened on the last try. It seemed that they grew more difficult the more he wiped out. Taking that into consideration, he would take a more tactical approach this time. As soon as he had made this choice, three troopers jumped from behind cover five yards in front of him, and began firing. This time, however, Gherron took cover and tried his best to fully evaluate his situation. His cover was being fired upon, and he was sure the three were advancing. As he looked up, he saw movement atop a hill. Sniper? Possibly. Throwing his lightsaber over in that direction, he leaped from cover, picking up a large piece of debri to protect him as he made his way toward the triplets. Once he was close enough, he knocked out two with it, then threw it at the last one. This disoriented the trooper, just long enough for his weapon to return so he could strike him. Standing above the bodies, which now disappeared, he looked around again. "Now, where are the other six?" Answering his question was the sudden sound of blaster fire from behind him. Two troopers made their way toward him with ease, a solid lock on him. He was hit twice-three times by a stinging sensation as the program's lasers hit him. Wincing, he brought his lightsaber up and began blocking the two streams of blaster fire. One deflection hit one in the shoulder, but the other was harder to hit, instead doing it's best to dodge the oncoming blasts. He didn't do very well however, as he was struck twice in the chest. Grinning, Gherron walked over to the dissolving bodies. Four to go. He was about here last time when they had cloaked and sent the droid. As a precaution, he kept his guard up and prepared himself for anything new. Sure enough, in a few seconds, the familiar clanking of the droid returned. Instead of engaging it, he played on the memory that the last simulation had the remaining enemies cloaked some ways behind him. Charging the other way, he made three quick slashes, and three troopers fell to his blade. One held a controller, which had apparently controlled the droid. Destroying it, he watched as it malfunctioned and went still. There was one enemy left. Instinctively, he shoved his lightsaber to his left, where the final trooper fell on the blade.

'Simulation completed.'

A grin passed over Gherron's face as everything dissolved once more. "And that's how it's done."