Distant Enemies...

[Anika Nygaard]

Mustafar​

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Anika didn't know why she was on Mustafar to begin with other than the fact, that she had a vision of it and felt a strong force pulling her there. So it was to Mustafar she went. Currently, Anika had been sleeping pretty well for the first time in a while since the last battle she had been in. She was in rough shape, but she was getting better. Injuries were still evident, but not as much as they had been and now she could actually move with less pain than before. All of a sudden, her alarm went off and well.. alarmed her. She shot up out of her bed right on to the floor with a solid thunk.

"Awwww kriff.."

she said pulling herself from the floor of her room. This had put her in much more pain than she had been thinking. She wasn't stiff, but now her face and body hurt. She sat against her bed for a few seconds and then finally got up to do her usual routine of breakfast, getting dressed, doing her hair and then grabbing some fruits, cheeses and a cookie on a plate and made her way to the front of the ship to get everything in place. Currently, she had hidden her ship in a cave momentarily while she found out her surroundings. She knew that Vader's Castle, better known now as [member="Kyrel Ren"]'s castle, couldn't be too far from where she was, but it was still a long walk. Something told her that she had to go there to see what was there again. Maybe it was her past calling her. Her wounds calling her back to the very hell she just barely ran out of the first time.

She figured that this is what it was. Anika had this happen to her before, so it wasn't a first but it was something she feared. Anika had created an enemy within Kyrel Ren the last time she was here, so she would have to keep herself invisible on this planet. When she finished her breakfast, Anika grabbed her sabers, attached her holsters to her thighs and placed her blasters in them as she then grabbed a cloak and made her way out of the ship. Her curiosity was something she couldn't contain and it rather controlled her with her sass.

 

[Kyrel Ren]

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Kyrel was within the bacta tank of the meditation chamber, lost in deep thought. He had so far fought in three battles against the dreaded Galactic Alliance, and have often wondered what would his next move be, he had nowhere to go at this moment but when the Supreme Leader required him. So far he had stayed within Vader's Castle on Mustafar and have turned it into a second home of sorts, a home that is for when he needs to get away from the Bastion of Ren on Virgillia and be left alone with his thoughts, he had allowed the cooling liquids of bacta to heal or attempt to heal the scars of wounds he had carried with him, during the process he looked out the window to see the horizon of the scorched earth, he gazed out intently through the glass to see the spot where Vader was created, he at least did not know much about Vader till digging through the old archives of the Empire as many histories faded into Myth after the Gulag Plague. Kyrel was fascinated with that particular spot as it showed the actual birthplace, for Lord Vader. No matter he allowed the cool liquids to distract him from the War and what he would do until he opened his eyes when he felt a tremor through the Force. He thought to himself. 'I sense something, a presence, but who?' He reached out with the Force and then thought surprisingly. 'Nygaard' His anger now was rising within the Bacta tank. He had wished for Revenge after the Battle of Mustafar months prior, and now he was going to have it. ​

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The tank drained as he willed it with the Force, two mechanical arms came out and got his charred body out of the tank. One by one his mechanical limbs were snapped in place, with him screaming in pain every time. The arms than attended to placing his suit on, piece by piece till the mask and helmet were put on. The familiar rasp of his breathing could be heard thanks to the ventilator and air pump within the suit designed to provide oxygen to his lungs. After everything was finished he walked to the assembly room and stood for a brief moment staring at the hellish landscape that is Mustafar. He was contemplating whether to go after her but then thought of letting her come to him all the more excited to have his revenge at last. He thought to himself excitedly. 'I have finally drawn you out of hiding at last Jedi.' [member="Anika Nygaard"]​

 

[Anika Nygaard]

Once Anika gathered up enough courage to follow her curiosity out of her ship, she made her way towards the castle. She was amazed with Mustafar's climate and how someone could actually live here with all of this heat. It was miserable for her, hence why she had no idea why she was here, but she just had to find out. So Anika made her way up the volcanic rock and she could see the castle in the distance. At least she had a water bottle to keep her hydrated along the way. She found herself drinking quite a bit on her walk, but none the less, she made it. It had been maybe an hour later when she had finally gotten to the front of the castle. Now Anika looked up at the dark temple. A brief memory pierced through her mind for a second and it sent chills through her spine, remembering what had happened to her in here. They weren't great memories and they didn't do well for her reputation, but while people hung onto her past and taunted her with it, she moved on and focused on the now.

Anika knew she was walking into a trap. She was willing to take a chance though. Whether he was drawing her in by bringing her to the planet or what, she didn't know. Anika knew that she'd have to face up to her fears one of these days though and it seemed today would have to be the day. So she took it. She made her way to the steps and stopped before putting her first foot on the step and took one after another slowly and steadily. Soon, Anika found herself at the top of the steps looking into the castle. Everything was black red, grey and white lights lining the walkways. Seemed more like a ship than a castle. She had seen much better in her time. People back in the Clone Wars had been more classy. Things seemed to plain out and go boring as time had gone along. People were much more simple minded now.

As she walked through the structure, Anika couldn't really believe that she had even found her way back in. Then again, she was an enemy of the new owner and she had made herself into one by going on her own. Now she was doing the exact same thing, except she had it slightly under control, more so than last time and she was aware of her surroundings. Anika kept her hands near her sabers just in case someone were to jump out at her and attack. This place had tons of hiding places and something could come out at any time. She had made it maybe half way into the castle until she found the bacta chamber. The door automatically opened, which was probably a trap, but she couldn't help but look inside of he door for a second. When she saw what it was, she moved on, further into the castle.

Anika could sense Kyrel not far, but where was he truly and when was he going to jump out to face her. She knew his hate for her, being the main reason she had fled and refused treatment for her injuries. She had also wished to avoid more conflict than she had already created.

~ [member="Kyrel Ren"] ~​

 

[Kyrel Ren]

The guards that served the Ren seemed vacant at this very moment, Kyrel lied in wait watching his prey stalk the very halls he was in. All along was nothing but the dark hall was of black obsidian. Kyrel had watched her closely waiting for when to strike, he thought to himself reassuringly. 'What a fool to come within the Bastion of your enemy. I will enjoy killing you Jedi.' He had watched her closely from the time she arrived. Surely she could feel the power of the dark side, as soon as she entered and even had noticed when she had found the meditation chamber empty. He almost laughed to himself as he was merely the hunter, and she the hunted. She would be no match for him especially when he was in the suit of Vader that amplified his dark side power, and even his lightsaber was just as deadly but for now, he merely waited.

Then it happened as she was walking down the dark corridor, he jumped out his back hunched slightly, and his blade already activated. The rasp of his breathing quickened as he looked upon her landing a one-two power attack to her left and her right attempting to drive her back with the sudden surprise attack. Kyrel felt tremendous excitement as he would now have his revenge, he would now kill the girl that he had thought about for months, but then thought to himself again that he would not kill her, he would humiliate her, and make her suffer and only than when she is begging for death he will oblige her. But for now, he was now focused on driving her back with his ferocious power attacks.

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[member="Anika Nygaard"]

 

[Anika Nygaard]

As Anika walked through the halls, she examined every small area, looking for the Vader like Ren. With his breathing, it shouldn't have been too hard, but surprisingly, she never heard him somehow. There was nothing but black along the walk, but a overload of dark energy could be felt. Luckily, Anika had a few genetic dark powers that would give her an advantage and help her through. He only would have seen a small portion of what she could do, but she didn't really use them except to help her through the Temple under the castle. She used it as a guide and it protected her against the possessive dark energies bouncing around this place. Anika carried a Jedi energy in her soul, but through all of those years and decades, she had turned more into a grey apprentice.

All of a sudden as Anika rounded the corner to a long dim lighted hall and all of a sudden, Darth Vader jumped out at her... wait.. Anika looked at him again as she ignited her lightsabers and prepared herself for the battle, remembering that he had found the armor to his idol and took it for his own. If she had found Kanan's lightsaber or armor though, she would do the same and claim it as her own. Remembering how she had seen him on their last encounter, she knew she infringe on Kanan Jarrus's legacy. This also gave her a reason to dislike Kyrel a little more.

Luckily, Anika had ignited her sabers just in time to block his first strike with the X maneuver and she blocked his second strike with her right hand saber. He definitely somewhat lived up to Vader's status. He wasn't the exact copy of him yet. Though she hoped he would never be. Anika backed away a little bit, putting some space between the two of them.

"I see you have found a new outfit, Kyrel."

she told him. He looked like Darth Vader, but this kid still had much to learn. He still needed to check his attitude.

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~ [member="Kyrel Ren"] ~​

 

[Kyrel Ren]

He kept up his attacks, he roared with anger, his breathing quickened. Kyrel harbored an intense hatred for the girl, given she attacked him during his quest for Vader's Armor during the Battle of Mustafar. He was surprised to see her block his attack with grace and did a classic X formation with her sabers, nonetheless, he kept up his brutal onslaught by keeping his attacks up with a downwards slashes aided by his tremendous strength within both the dark side and his cybernetics. He kept rushing her, using a series of hard and powerful slashes against her small frame, his breathing steady. He was fully immersed into his rage as his hatred for her fueled his power.

He kept up the attack hoping to tire her out, as his vicious onslaught started to push her even deeper in the castle, he had heard her remark and replied to her coldly, still not letting up into the fight. "Outfit, I don't think so. This is the armor of Lord Vader himself, and you will know the power of the dark side Anika Nygaard. There is no one stopping me, not the Galactic Alliance, not the Firemane, and not some Ancient Sith Spirit. It is just you and me." He said leaping forward with another downwards slash as he tried with every bit of momentum to drive her back, his hatred was nothing more than a concentrated weapon aimed at his foe.

[member="Anika Nygaard"]

 

[Anika Nygaard]

Anika kept simply blocking his strikes. He was pretty predictable, but he was also still very tough and he pushed hard on her defense. She could sense his hate for her and she gave a smirk. She had jumped backwards as they made it further and further into the castle. A bevy of strong strikes were swung her way and she blocked them the best she could, the power in his collisions overwhelming her slightly. After blocking his last strike, she stepped out of the way and tried using her Battle Meditation to catch him off balance and lose his coordination. She wasn't sure if it would work, but she sure hoped it would.

As he kept pushing her further back, she was starting to lose a little bit of energy, but none the less, she used the force to help her slightly and give her strength. Anika kept smirking as she heard his remark.

"Darth Vader? Nah.. you'll never be him. Not as long as you're in the Wimps of Ren. You're not smooth enough to match his fighting style and you still have much refinement that you need to work on for your posture."

she responded with a hint of sarcasm evident in her voice. Her master probably wouldn't have approved of her doing this, but it was her fight ad she fought it her way and she would reveal the truth in front of her opponent's face without them realizing it. Anika even wondered if he'd even try to come rescue her if she was to be captured. She doubted it but she had ways of escaping that no prison has seen yet.

As Kyrel leaped towards her, she crossed her sabers in a wide X and got down to one knee force pushing him backwards until he hit the wall.

"You're wrong. There is also the force and it has it's advantages and it's downfalls. No living being or spirit may stop us, but the force would. An untamed energy is greater than any dark or light magic either of us could produce."

she responded. Anika knew a little more than she let onto, having lived through the Clone Wars and knowing many Jedi that now were legends to younglings today.

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~ [member="Kyrel Ren"] ~​

 

[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel roared in anger, as he kept his attacks becoming more brutal with each passing second, but he himself knew that with each passing moment, she was growing more tired she herself must know that even petty insults will not be able to stop him, nonetheless he kept up the attack with such ferocity it was as if his blade would be able to strike her own sabers down, he kept pressing forward ignoring her remarks, for they had meant nothing to him. He had fought in the Battles of Kaeshana, Mustafar, and Skor II. He had killed Jedi by his hand and had even defeated an Ancient Sith Spirit. She had known nothing of the Force, she had known nothing, but pain, and he would make her feel what he had felt if not worse.

With each lunging strike took them even deeper into the depths of the Castle, She crossed her sabers into an X formation for which Kyrel responded with pushing deeper into the blade lock to gain the upper hand, he was momentarily pushed, but before being pushed too far to the wall, his magnetic boots within his armor activated, thus it allowed him to stay grounded to the floor, and so once again roared with anger as this time this onslaught was much more ferocious than the last, unleashing brutal power attacks on her center to the point where his attempted strikes would make her tired. The fight now dragged onto the staircase leading to the Temple, and lava catacombs underneath, he took advantage of the dominance that he was showing in battle, and attempted to push her violently down the stairs with the use of the Force, as he was growing weary of the saber contest between the two of them.


[member="Anika Nygaard"]

 

[Anika Nygaard]

Anika sensed Kyrel's anger growing more and more as they pushed further into the Castle. He ignored her wise words and moved forward. She had almost forgotten that he had no idea she was from the past. She lived through the Dawn of the Republic and the Clone Wars. She knew things and people others didn't. Each clash with their sabers, she grew weaker and weaker. Her techniques and tactics just seemed to be running into a brick wall. He ignored all of it and didn't even acknowledge it. He may have thought she knew nothing of the force or battle, but in fact she knew more. She fought during the great Jedi purge, she fought in the Clone Wars and wars before and after that. So many that she couldn't name them all anymore.

While she preformed her force push, he struck into her sabers, making her wobble slightly, which allowed him enough time to somehow be undefeatable. Anika claimed it cheating, but as Kanan Jarrus said when he fought battles, "It's never a fair fight." This quote echoed in her mind as she scoffed lightly at the thought. She could tell they were growing closer and closer to the Temple with every move because it was growing warmer and warmer. Anika blocked almost every strike he threw at her, but she turned slightly and he managed to catch herarm just right and leave a burning mark. She growled in pain, but moved forward.

All of a sudden a powerful force push, pushed her down the stairs and she landed on the ground below the first flight of stairs. Puffing slightly at the loss of breath, she pushed herself off the ground, quickly seeing her sabers sitting on the steps not far from where she was. Using the force, she reached out and grabbed for both, both coming to her hands and re-igniting. Anika stood bravely, partially in pain from the fall.

~ [member="Kyrel Ren"] ~​

 

[Kyrel Ren]

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Kyrel jumped from atop the stairs with the aid of the force, and landed gracefully in front of her in a slight crouch, before standing straight up to look at her, he sensed that she wouldn't last long compared to him who couldn't get tired. He moved in with deadly intent his saber in one arm no longer using the two-handed grip, he would not indulge her in this contest any longer, and not only that he could sense she was in pain and even if she could keep fighting, she would surely lose that is what he knew thus far. He gained strength from the dark side nexus of this place. He would not falter, he would not stop as long as he had the dark side than he would keep going, he had been through too much pain to stop.

He made his way over to her slowly keeping his saber down, and he would take advantage of her damaged form to focus on another onslaught of brutal power attacks, this time with one arm he would attempt in trying to knock her sabers from her grasp, angling his saber so he twists her blades and when the twists come to an end, he attempts to knock her sabers out of her hands, he spoke to her during this process. "I promised you would know the power of the dark side, now look at you Jedi you are tired and broken, you cannot fight forever." He said for if his attack didn't work he raised his saber high into the air to attempt a powerful downward slash upon her using his Form V tactics to break her defense.

[member="Anika Nygaard"]

 

[Anika Nygaard]

Anika watched as Kyrel jumped from the top of the stairs to right in front of her. He was impossible.. but she couldn't lose hope or faith in what she was doing. Her powers currently seemed to just bounce off of him instead of taking any effect in what she was trying to do. Anika knew she got under his skin and maybe that's why nothing of her's was working. He had been pretty angry and it was prophesied that a dark sider could be near invincible when they went overboard with their anger. Or it was maybe that Anika was in such a hurry, that she hadn't focused hard enough. She didn't get much of a chance to focus though.

Kyrel then started making his way towards her and deep, deep down a small fear trembled below her, but she kept a strong brave face and carried on, ignoring her slight fear. Anika completely pushed her fears to the side and let her mind, heart and the force take hold of what she was doing and let them guide her moves. He then swung and she felt his intent to disarm her. When their sabers collided, she stiffened up, but then, he spun her sabers trying to pull them from her hands. She had experienced that one way to many times before. It was a classic move, but she was prepared. He then sent a downward slash towards her and she crossed her sabers into an X again and blocked his strike, but he wound up hitting her sabers so hard, that she had no time to brace herself and they were shaken from her hands.

"My spirit is stronger than I am standing before you here and now. I may not beat you here in this universe or this life, but it is possible in another."

Her sabers fell to either side of her when stuck out of her hands and she fell to her knees to avoid his lightsaber. She didn't know what would happen now. She didn't know if her master would come for her once Kyrel had done his bidding on her. She would have to call for help though without Kyrel knowing. Anika knew it would be near impossible, but she would have to make the impossible, possible.

~ [member="Kyrel Ren"] ~​

 

[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel looked at the girl with pure hatred She had somehow managed to avoid being disarmed, but when the heavy power attack of his saber clashed against her's, the impact of the blade was so strong it caused her sabers to shake from her hands automatically deactivating as they fell to the floor, and she kneeled before him to avoid his blood shine blade. He stopped his strike midway to see her broken and defeated, he knew this was the end of the duel, and so it only seemed fair to spare her for now knowing she would suffer soon enough. He lowered his saber to her throat and said nothing only thing that was heard was the sound of his mechanical breathing.

He then grabbed her by her neck and put her a bit higher than him. He held her with ease as with his mechanical limbs she was merely nothing regarding weight. He looked at her as he slowly started to put pressure on her windpipe if he wished he could snap her like a twig but no death would merely be a quick and easy way out. Kyrel was not in the mood to give her such luxuries. He kept adding more pressure, enjoying the pain and her struggle as she was choking as his expressionless look gazed into her eyes, with the intent of filling her with fear. His gloved hand continued to squeeze until he threw her against a wall. Then from behind Kyrel turned and saw the guards that served the Ren appear. one of them said. "My Lord Is everything alright, we have heard of the disturbance." Kyrel deactivated his saber and pulled Anika's to his free hand making sure she wouldn't get her weapons. He then looked back at the both of them and responded coldly. "Yes, now see to it that our guest is taken to the detention block." They nodded as they walked over to Anika and started dragging her by the arms. As she was dragged back up the stairs towards the detention block, Kyrel spoke to her as he walked a different path towards his personal quarters. "I told you, Anika Nygaard, that you would know the power of the dark side, and so here you are. I will not kill you as I will make you suffer far worse than that, and don't think about calling for help, your frequencies couldn't make it out of these walls anyway."

And with that, he walked purposefully to his quarters. When he reached his quarters, he placed both her sabers in a glass case as a trophy of his revenge, and then went about to the interrogation chamber. He started to prepare things, as the guards brought Anika to the detention block. A place that had little lighting except for the shield wall, and that the dark side was so strong it was difficult for a Jedi to use the light side. She was roughly thrown into a cell. The shield activating as the guards walked away, it was only a matter of time before the true pain was about to begin.

[member="Anika Nygaard"]

 

[Anika Nygaard]

Anika saw and felt the hatred when he noticed that he had failed to disarm her. He may have thought that her way of avoiding his next strike was bowing down to him, but he'd be horribly wrong. She never bowed down to anyone. Not only had she fallen to her knees to avoid the strike, her legs had weakened and had just taken her down at the right time. Anika waited for his strike to come down on her but it never did. Looking up, she then saw as he stepped forward and pointed his saber towards her neck. This gave her an instant flashback of Kanan when he was captured by the Inquisitor. She had found a holocron that had contained this information and showed everything step by step. Except in that flashback, it was the same move, but it was made by Vader instead.

She glared at him as he then grabbed her by the neck and lifted her into the air. Anika was shocked at first, but no fear had shown in her eyes. As he held her there, she tried pulling at his hand as his grip grew tighter and tighter, slowly choking the life out of her. He could have killed her there, but he didn't. Ani grunted and growled as his grip just kept getting worse. She felt his eyes going right through her soul. She knew the drill. He was trying to push fear into her. Anika had too much hope left in her. As much as he didnt like it, the force was on her side. Finally he released her and she slammed into a wall. Quickly pressing a button on her commlink unknown by Kyrel, she sent her coordinates and an S.O.S out to her master. With the foresight that this could happen, she had preset coordinates and an S.O.S message that would be sent to her master in hologram form.

Anika lay on her side, bloodied from hitting a stone wall. Grabbing a stone that stuck out from the wall, she pulled herself up, using the wall as leverage and support for her to stand, but she had hit the wall a little too hard and she fell back down, her back against the wall. Then two guards appeared and inquired about the disturbance, more or less his summoning of her. She tried her best to catch her breath, blood running down the side of her head where she had received a scratch from the wall she leaned against. Anika saw as Kyrel grabbed her sabers, keeping them from her so she couldn't get back up and fight. Unfortunately for him, he had been distracted by the fight and ignored the fact that she wasn't exactly de-armed. Pulling a blaster from one of her holsters, she aimed it at the Ren's back and fired. She then placed it back in her holster quickly as the guards ran towards her with their orders from their master to drag her to a cell.

Totally weakened, the guards then grabbed her by the arms and dragged her as Admiral Thrawn had once ordered for another young man. As she was being dragged, she heard a voice through the force. It was that of her captor. Anika smirked. She was already part of the dark side. She had it in her. She had elements of it in her that could be considered more powerful than a Ren's power.

"I've known that power since before you were born Kyrel Ren. It is something you will never understand. What you have done is trapped power. I wield both sides of the force. I was once a Jedi. I still follow their traditions. My master revealed that I have a power you could only imagine to have. Skills you will never know. My master will come for me."

she responded. He had no idea what he had caught in his little trap. Once they reached the cell they planned to put her in, they stopped and she tried pulling her arms away from them, but they only held on tighter as they then ripped her WESTAR-35s from her holsters and then forcefully threw her into the cell. Anika landed hard on her side once more and she turned to look at them only to see the door closed in her face as she was able to get up and run to the entrance only to land on the steps and the door closed in her face. She sighed and then made her way over to the bench. Using the force to aid her, she lifted herself onto it and she huddled in the corner with her knees to her chest and her arms wrapped around them. She would escape somehow.

~ [member="Kyrel Ren"] ~​

 

[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel walked to the interrogation chamber and started to prepare everything from getting the right toxins to inject her with, to Sith torture devices, he had waited a long time for this moment at long last he would have his revenge and no one would stop him. He had many instruments to play with and would guarantee by the time this was over, the little Jedi would never be the same he would forge her the way that he was. She would know pain and he would give it to her gladly. For too long he was denied his revenge, and now not only had he bested her in a Lightsaber duel, he would now make her life hell, and he would enjoy every minute of it. He had started to ready the restraints, and the zappers that if he wished he could increase the voltage of electricity, and bring about more pain to her. A couple of the guards came back and said to Kyrel. "My lord the prisoner is safely secured in the detention block." "Good bring her to me." Kyrel said coldly as he made final preparations.

The guards nodded and walked back to the detention block, the dark side had contaminated it with its presence blocking out every trace of the light. The guards opened the door and dragged the Jedi that was curled up into a fetal position out of the cell she was in. They had dragged her by the arms to the interrogation chamber slowly as if she were to think of the torture that was about to occur. She was then brought into the dark room with a table of sorts with four restraints for her arms and legs. In the room, there were various means of torture. From needles filled with deadly toxins to Sith Torture masks. Kyrel looked at her with his arms crossed over his chest. He said to her as the guards placed her on the table that was upwards facing Kyrel as she was snapped in place. "Greetings Jedi, I assume the cell was quite comfortable."


[member="Anika Nygaard"]

 

[Anika Nygaard]

Anika sensed what came her way wasn't going to be easy to live through, but she had to keep hope. She knew she would have to fight for her life until her master arrived. She just hoped that her master would understand how she had gotten there. Kyrel could think that no one would stop him from his revenge, but her master now knew where she was and who's hands she was in. It would go south fairly quickly for Kyrel. Anika was going in and out of visions and knew it was the doing of the dark side. She had already been seeing ghosts of the past who remained a prisoner through the force to this foul place. Anika was sensing the pain she would feel before it even happened. She had been through this before and it wasn't her first time obviously..

Anika was blocking out the dark side the best she could. Then the next thing she knew, she saw the same two guards back at the door who had dragged her in here in the first place. She looked at them and glared, her eyes glowing an ice blue as she then waved and hand, making them slip on ice just for her pleasure. If Kyrel was going to get his fun, she should get hers and seeing the two guards fumble made her chuckle slightly. They then got up finally and ran in, grabbing her roughly by the arms and dragged her towards the interrogation chamber. Anika didn't have to think about what she was going to go through. She already knew.

As she was dragged into the room, she struggled slightly as they tightened their grip on her. Anika had found a good chance to break free, which she took and briefly broke free of their grasp, but she was only able to reach the door before she was tackled and dragged back to the table and as she struggled against them, firm and rough hands locked her hands and feet in place.

"Well, it was better than having to see your face.. oh wait that's right.. you hide behind a mask."

she snapped. Anika didn't care what he would do to her. All she knew was that she would break out at some point and she knew she wouldn't be in good condition.

~ [member="Kyrel Ren"] ~​

 

[Kyrel Ren]

He looked at her, even though she was weak she still had quite a mouth something Kyrel would soon change. He had been waiting for this moment for a very long time. He had only dreamed of this moment, and for quite some time he had come to terms with letting her go. He had grown accustomed to being without such revenge. But now here she was in the palm of his hand. He would torture until she was begging for death, and if he obliged that would be a different matter. He walked to a control panel and started to raise the dial which went from ten to a hundred. He said as it slowly went from zero to ten. "There will be a scream for every insult." He said raising the dial from ten to thirty. The electrical volts went through the table sending her into incredible pain, making her muscles seize and go into a seizure. He stopped enjoying seeing her in pain, but this was only the beginning.

He then walked up to her and put a Sith Mask on her, designed to prevent her from using the Force. Making it easier to take his sweet time with her. He said to her as he grabbed a syringe full of liquid. "Trust me after today you will know hell. I will ruin your life, and you will not be the same." He said injecting the liquid into a vein of her's this was a mixture of compounds made to make her nervous system go into hell. Increasing pain and make her convulse into seizures. He emptied the syringe as he emptied it halfway he took the needle from her arm and went back into the console to watch and see what would happen to her.

[member="Anika Nygaard"]

 

[Anika Nygaard]

Even though Kyrel thought he could get rid of Anika's sass, he was wrong. That part of her would never change. He may think he would and she would change, but she never would. He could do his worst to her.. which she feared he would and she would still be a sassy little fireplug. Anika tried her best to pull her hands off of the table. She was latched in for good.. if only the force hadn't pulled her into the castle. If she hadn't listened to the force, she probably would have gone crazy, but she would be ok right now and not nailed down to a table just waiting for the pain to come and be over with. Anika heard what he said as he then walked over to the control panel and started turning a dial. Anika braced herself before she was then electrocuted and she lost all control of her body as she screamed. Her body convulsed as lightning like bolts were shocking her.

It seemed like the minutes were drawn out before the electrocutions stopped. When she gained control of herself again, she let out the f word under her breath, trying to regain her breath. Anika's vision was blury for a few seconds, but she could see well enough. Kyrel was now coming towards her with a mask. As he came closer, she sensed something wrong about it.. it felt like she was loosing her breath. While he tried putting it on her, she tried moving her head out of the way, but he still somehow managed to get it on her head. Then she saw him reach for a syringe.. that as it for her. Now she struggled big time as he got closer and closer to her.Hearing what he said, she growled at him, but feeling the syringe going into her arm, she screamed. Anika wanted to kick him wear it hurt so bad, but she couldn't because her feet were locked down.

Only a few seconds after he injected some of his cocktail, she started feeling immense pain and her body started convulsing and writhing in pain once more. Anika grunted a few times, bu other than that, she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes hard praying to the force to let her live. She knew she couldn't use it right now because the stupid mask seemed to be cutting her off from it, but she could still pray to it.

"I.. will.. kill.. you!"

she said through gritted teeth, glaring at him.

~ [member="Kyrel Ren"] ~​

 

[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel enjoyed her pain, the way she writhed and screamed. The Knight of Ren had relished it that he had finally captured his enemy. He would destroy her, break her spirit. He has waited far too long, and so with every scream, a broken bone, with every gasp an injection, with every cry an experimentation, with every write an electrocution. Kyrel would make her made inject toxins and poison her. He would shatter her spirit and drive her mad, for if he would not kill her turning her would just be satisfying. He kept watching as now it became all the more enjoyable. He said to her. "If you think that is bad, that is just phase 1." He said grinning as he walked over to the console.

He looked over and saw many things as he pressed a button. All of a sudden what came out from the top section of the platform. Several syringes the syringes were filled with even a more deadly poison. The toxins would make her suffer in terrifying agony as they would go into her nervous system. Making her pain receptors go on fire. He said as they stuck into every part of her body, from her arms to her legs, to her chest. He said to her coldly. "You may want to kill me, but I assure you can't even do that."

[member="Anika Nygaard"]

 

[Anika Nygaard]

Kyrel was enjoying this.. She wouldn't let him have his way for long though.. if he wished for information on anything, she wasn't going to budge. But she had a feeling by the time her master got here, Anika got a good feeling that she wouldn't be in the greatest condition and it would leave quite the mark on her life. He wouldn't drive her mad because even though she couldn't use the force and darkness was the only thing that circled around her, the light still shone in her heart and that would never ever fade no matter which path she took. Anika watched him her eyes boring a whole into him as he walked over to the control panel and pressed another button.

Anika watched as what she saw almost gave her a heart attack. A whole bunch of needles filled with poisons came down and were all pointed towards her. She closed her eyes as he pushed another button ad they started moving towards her until she felt them entering her skin and she screamed like bloody hell. It could have probably shattered the photo receptors in Kyrel's helmet.

She heard him as he said that she could never achieve such thing. Palpatine and Vader had both been. She was sure that he wasn't immortal.. plus he was mainly cyborg.. she knew a great way to short circuit his mechanics.

"With the.. h.. help of my master who s.. should be coming soon, we could d.. definitely pull it off."

she responded, resisting the pain the best she could but she almost couldn't help it. Anika had realized that she had an enemy now. Before, she'd had groups that were against her own, but now she had a personal enemy..

~ [member="Kyrel Ren"] ~​

 

[Kyrel Ren]

He laughed as the syringes drained into the Jedi's veins. He was enjoying every minute, every second of Anika's screams. He kept injecting more till all the syringes were empty. He was now starting to grow bored with torture, and so looked to her as she replied speaking of her Master. Kyrel scoffed as he spoke. "Do you really think your Master is coming. Unlikely in a place as guarded as this, a Bastion for the Knights of Ren, my home. You really are a delusioned girl. The toxins when they are mixed must be wrecking havoc on you. Whether they make you insane, destroy your nervous system, turn you, kill you. I could careless but for now, I think I will leave you in your despair as this is only a taste of the dark side." He said walking away leaving the guards to watch her.

He walked back to his quarters where he would spend time to meditate. He would find a moment of peace as he took off his helmet, wondering what tasks will come next. He wondered the next time when the galactic alliance would invade when he could use the dark side to slaughter and kill, but for now, he did not know. For know, he would have revenge, and so decided to sleep in his black casket of a bed. He waited till he was well rested as the battle with Nygaard was tiring and so he began the process of rejuvenating his strength till returning to the Torture Chamber.

[member="Anika Nygaard"]