Meeting a legend

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

Zamza sat in the night club on the planet Corellia pedestrians dancing around to the music blaring through the establishment. Multiple races filled the club talking among themselves completely ignorant to what was truly happening in the galaxy or just not caring. Did they not realize the One Sith had become a great threat to the galaxy at large their power growing every day that passed. Zamza couldn't stand the thoughts of letting something such as this come to pass, he couldn't imagine living in a galaxy beneath the heel of the Sith. Zamza had served a violent empire that used Force users as nothing but weapons as war, and he couldn't help but think that the Sith would do the same. They were nothing but the bullies of the galaxy currently taking planets left and right and fighting off the forces of the Mandolorians and Republic. It was ridiculous, yet this was not the reason Zamza was in the club he was waiting to hear back from a informant that he had hired as soon as he had escaped the XAedal empire. It was mainly to ensure that Zamza had any information if a bounty popped up on his head and to see how close they were to finding him.

Soon enough a male Zeltron came sitting across from Zamza. While Zamza had purple skin the Zeltron had crimson, and where as Zamza had settled on just a regular black shirt and pants the Zeltron was extravagantly dressed in a button up shirt that was completely open revealing the Zeltron's bare chest. "It's been to long Zamza! Almost a standard year since we last met in person and look at you now. I remember when we last saw each other you looked homeless, not much of a improvement in your style though. We have to go out on the tow-"

Zamza raised his hand stopping the Zeltron mid sentence. Zamza's pupiless emerald eyes scanned the Zeltron before he spoke. "Enough Luxa, you know why I'm here this time. It's more important then just some pointless drink."

"Still a downer I see." Luxa said as he pulled a datapad from beneath the table and passed it across to Zamza who activated it automatically draining in the information on the man known simply as Onyx. This man, no this legend was probably the one Zamza needed to help him free the galaxy.

"Where you able to get into contact with him? You set up the meeting spot?" Zamza asked scanning through the datapad a few more times before tucking it away and storing it for later.

"Of course I was, it was hard however, and I lost a employee gathering that information so the fee is a bit higher than usual." Luxa said placing his hand on the table where beneath it was the key to the liquor warehouse where the meeting was supposed to be taking.

"Luxa. You're pushing it." Zamza said growling at the man but still pulled out a sack of credits and slid them across the table to the Zeltron. "That's double what we agreed on. I'm sure that covers everything?"

"See that's why I love working for you! You're a great customer." The Zeltron said tossing the key to Zamza as he scooped up the pouch of credits and began to count them. ZAmza then stood pocketing the key and began to walk past Luxa but on his way past he called upon the force using it to empower his body and shot his hand forward using the martial art Run'war in a open palm strike that was delivered right above the Zeltron's heart. The strike powered by the force was enough to damage the Zeltron's heart. Luxa fell forward a look of greed still upon his face. Snatching back up the pouch of credits Zamza pocketed them as well and walked away knowing no one would know what happened to the Zeltron especially since the area they had been sitting in lacked camera's. "I'm glad to hear that but you just know to much."

Zamza left the club not even casting a look back at the dead Zeltron, yet a tear did stream down one of his cheeks while his skin turned a light blue showing that he was somewhat sad about having to do what he had. Within the hour Zamza had arrived at the meeting spot and awaited the legend [member="The Onyx"]

 

[Darren Onyx]

The meeting spot was chosen due to its history. Corellia was a planet that was very dear to Onyx. It was, after all, the planet he first went to before joining the Sith.

And now he was waiting, on the rooftop near an alley, for his contact. His contact was [member="Zamza Ra'Kira"], a member of the Imperial Remnant. Why he chose this spot was simple, it was in the dark where no others would think to look. Unless there was a powerful Jedi walking by, he had no fear of being out here.

After a few minutes of watching civilians and speeders fly by, he saw his contact enter the alleyway. He stood from his position, at least a hundred feet in the air, atop a building. He jumped down and used the force to break his fall. Standing he smirked underneath his mask.

"Mister Ra'kira, a pleasure to finally meet you," he said with a sinister tone. His voice was deep and the mask upon his face made it deeper. He started pacing around for a moment before stopping in front of his contact and breaking the silence between them by askin, "The One Sith are a threat, are they not?"

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

Zamza didn't even have to wait before he looked up seeing [member="The Onyx"] fall from above and landing before Zamza as though he were there to assassinate him. Tilting his head to the side Zamza observed the man as he spoke and began pacing. It was rare for Zamza to find someone that was taller then him even if it was by a minor amount. The way Onyx moved and the way he spoke sent a shiver down Zamza's spine but he kept still not letting the emotion show. "The pleasure is all mines mister Onyx, it is rare that someone lives up to the legend but you more then do. As for the Sith..." Zamza stopped thinking carefully on his next words before they left his mouth. "They are a severe threat to the galaxy at large, and to the things I hold dear."

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx never took his gaze off him and listened to every word he said, considering each. "What would you be willing to do to stop them?"

Onyx wanted one thing, to ruin the Sith for what they did to him. He wanted revenge. But he knew that revenge wouldn't be easy. It would take time and planning and allies. Allies, to him, was his first step.

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

[member="The Onyx"]

Zamza looked at Onyx as the man spoke the mask on his voice making him seem almost cryptic, and more threatening. The mask even looked a bit familiar to Zamza though he couldn't place it. "I would be willing to do almost anything. What did you have in mind? Why would you turn against people you used to work with?" Zamza asked falling back on the information he had paid his informant to retrieve on Onyx.

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx grew angry when he asked why turn against the Sith. He gave a low and angry grumble. He then reached up and removed his mask revealing his heavily burned and cybernetic enhanced face.

"They did this to me," he said. Putting his mask back on he continued, "I'd like to return the favor."

OOC; Sorry short post, on phone.

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

[member="The Onyx"]

Zamza gritted his teeth and clenched his fist to the point where he almost bled as he saw Onyx pull off his mask. The burns were worse then almost any that Zamza had ever seen a being have to deal with. The cybernetics almost made him look more machine then man. Zamza even imagined hearing the whirs of bolts and wires that were probably beneath. This was yet another insult to not only him but to all Zamza stood for. Who would do that to someone who was supposed to be a ally? Someone who fought at your side? It is dishonorable. "Well then, sign me up. You're going to need all the help you can get."

(OOC: It's fine)

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx could feel Zamza's response. It made Onyx give a angry smirk beneath his mask. Being who he was isn't easy. It was no lie that he had been hunted by the Sith for so long and that he never really had any big allies in the past. All he had was a handful of friends and an army of enemies. Neither sounded good right now.

Onyx shook his head and returned to reality. Just as he did Zamza had spoken and Onyx nodded towards him. "Right, however you must prove your loyalty to me."

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

[member="The Onyx"]

Loyalties? WAs this man questioning Zamza's loyalties to the galaxy? Zamza wanted peace where no one could be used as a weapon ever again or have to endure the things he had his whole life. It was a living hell that others didn't deserve. Kids deserve to go outside and play live the life of a kid. Not be turned into a living death machine used for war and profiteering. "What must I do then? In what way can I prove my loyalties to you and your cause?"

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx could feel the force around him. He knew he wasn't a highly trained fighter, so instead Onyx would instead temporarily train him right here and now. "Fight me," he said.

He wanted to see just how well and dedicated to learning Zamza was. Onyx would fight back, of course, just not as hard as he could.

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

Zamza stood there shocked for a second not really understanding what was being asked of him. Onyx had just asked him to prove his loyalties by fighting. Zamza was raised to fight and kill and this man wanted to fight him. Yet Onyx was a highly trained force user so he may just be a better challenge then all the soldiers ZAmza had killed in the field. Opening and closing his hands the sounds of his knockles popping could be heard and a second later he rushed Onyx. Calling upon the force to bolster his body Zamza did a flip upwards then brung his foot down in a kick towards onyx. Zamza like all other forgotten of his race were taught Run'war which was a dangerous martial arts. Zamza's open palmed strikes were known to break bones and even cause internal damage if he landed a direct blow with them. Yet he didn't use his hands sticking to kicks so as to not hurt Onyx. Swinging around Zamza brought his other leg up at Onyx to kick the man beneath the jaw.

[member="The Onyx"]

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx stood completely still and showed little fear as he was charged. As Zamza moved quickly towards him and launched himself forward, Onyx examined every bit of the move. From which foot he used to pushed off the ground to how fast he moved to which foot he was using to strike. As his foot came down Onyx easily side stepped him and moved backwards just a few paces. Onyx then examined his next attack, a round kick aimed for the face.

Raising both hands, he, with the help of the force, grabbed the man's leg. He gave a smirk under his mask and used the force to throw him away. If Zamza couldn't stop himself while falling backwards, he would end up at least twenty feet away.

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

Zamza wasn't to shocked to see Onyx sidestep his first kick. What type of Master force user would he be if he hadn't. Though Zamza was surprised when he felt Onyx grasp his leg eyes widening Zamza knew what was coming next and already began to prepare. As he was flung by Onyx he tucked into a roll midair and used his weight to make him land on the ground on all fours like a animal would. Pushing himself to his feet Zamza sprinted at Onyx once again but this time using his hands, but only as a distraction. No one would willingly get hit with strikes that could possibly injure organs. So his hands would come forward in open palm strikes. Aimed at Onyx's chest as well as his face. Then while distracting him with those attacks Zamza would do a quick sweep with his leg to trip Onyx.

[member="The Onyx"]

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx again watched as Zamza charged him, this time shifting to hand to hand combat. As his hand aimed for Onyx stomach, Onyx took his opposite hand and with full power, and force help, he slapped away the hand.

The second strike was aimed for his head. Onyx ducked back and the palm barely missed. Onyx then shot his own hand towards his chest, hoping to again push him back a bit with the force.

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

[member="The Onyx"]

With his first hand being smacked away harmlessly Zamza saw Onyx dodge his second strike but Zamza had gotten close. Feeling the hit in his chest Zamza was forced backwards with his feet skidding across the ground from the force of the hit. The air had been knocked out of Zamza but he was recovering. Rushing forward once more but slower then last time Zamza this time started off with a dive that would send him into a roll which he'd come up unleashing both legs in a kick. yet this was a decoy as he used his hands to push off the ground and send himself flying over Onyx and landing behind him where Zamza would kick backwards into the back of Onyx's knee and bring the other leg around in a round kick aimed for his head.

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx did easily dodge his next strike, though again he watched his every move. However when Zamza jumped over him he gave him the hit, allowing his knee to be bashed.

As Zamza brought his other leg around, aiming for his head, Onyx reached up and, like the last punch, grabbed his leg. He pushed him away and stood. "You seem to be good in hand to hand combat," he complimented. "What of weapons?"

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

[member="The Onyx"]

That final kick for Onyx's head could've killed the man if it had landed so Zamza was partially thankful that Onyx had blocked it. He expected nothing less. BAcking away seeing the signs that the fight was over Zamza gave a nod of his head in acknowledgement. "Thank you, its my pride. As for weapons I can use everything from a knife to a sword and a rifle to a basic side arm." Zamza said answering the question he was raised to be nothing more then a soldier so it was to be expected.

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx nodded. "Good, you will need everything you have," he said. He walked over and stood up against the edge of the building they sat atop of. His muscles were tense beneath his armor. He was getting older and he could feel it in his bones and mind.

He rubbed the back of his neck and cracked a few of his bones. "You are my first recruit," he admitted. "And therefore you will be my apprentice, if you'll allow it."

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]

 

[Zamza Ra'Kira]

[member="The Onyx"]

Zamza nodded his head as Onyx gave the cryptic warning about needing everything he had in his repertoire. Which Zamza didn't doubt for a second if they were truly doing something like this they would need everything they could muster. He wasn't expecting to be offered a apprenticeship under Onyx though, yet it did make him somewhat excited especially after reading Onyx's file. Placing a fist over his chest where his heart was located Zamza bowed to Onyx. "It would be a pleasure to do so."

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx smirked beneath his mask. "I think we are done here." He stood up and reached into his cloak's pocket and took out a small holopad. Handing it to Zmza he continued, "Meet me at these coordinates when you are ready."

He stepped back for a moment. The coordinates were for Mustafar, a mining planet that was covered in fire and lava. He wouldn't tell him now, but Onyx needed to train him up a bit before allowing complete apprenticeship. He also needed to fill him in on the plans he had in mind. "I will reveal to you my plans," he stated, "However you must come alone, do not bring anyone and be sure you aren't followed."

[member="Zamza Ra'Kira"]