Only one can come out on top

[Darth Vaildra]

The ground was soft under Hakora's feet. His short hair was moving with the win that softly moved around him. He was not sure where he was except it was a beautiful world much like if Scotland was a planet. He was flying by and he wanted to see the planet. He wore his white armor without the helmet. He wore many weapons, on his hips was a lightsaber on each side and a katana on his left side. On his back belt he wore two curved daggers. He breathed in the beautiful, clean air an then he felt it. Something in the force, something wasn't right. Hakora stopped and listened to the sound of nature trying to sense the disturbance in the Force.

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

[member="Hakora Feanor"] was wanted by the Sith. For whatver reason, be it knowledge or simply getting on the bad side of the darkside, they'd made it clear they wanted him. Alive. Darth Raven had seen an oppertunity to make a better impression on the Sith by trying to find him herself. It had taken enough time to search but eventually she found his whereabouts on a small, green planet. A sith shuttle had landed not too far from where Hakora was, the ramp leveling out to allow a dark cloacked figure with a hood and veil covering her face as she walked down. Her heeled boots clicked against the metal plank for reaching solid ground. She exmained about the area, trying to see any sign of Hakora before sensing something to the north. A decent enough sign. With that she began to steadly walk towards what she knew was awaiting her at the end.

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Hakora stood with his eyes closed sensing the approaching person. He then opened his eyes and turned to see the robed figure and smiled. "What is it with Soth wearing black robes? It just screams, 'look at me, I am a Sith and I want to look fabulous.' The other downside is you are highly flammable now." Hakora did not wait for a reply and merely lifted one hand and like a Force Push a large blast of Pyrokenesis came from his hand shooting at the Sith.


[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

The moment [member="Hakora Feanor"] had stood there and quipped about how Raven was dressed she only sneered at him from under her robes. No words. Only a saber ready at the hilt of her hand. When he rasied his hand and fired a pyrokeneitc blast the robes fell to the ground in a bruning pile. No body within. Suddenly from the right Darth Raven attacked, thainking herself in her mind for reebering the trick her master taught about using the force to trick the sight of someone. Unfortinalty now that she had no dark robe it wouldn't be done again. Her blade was rasied up over her head, her tight white shirt and long dark skirt now revealed as her attire. She charged and tried to slice at his arm, trying to mai but not kill.

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Hakora's eyebrow lifted as there was nothing in the robe and was slightly impressed. He lowered his hand and his lightsaber rushed up by the use of the force and ignited and stoppe her incoming blade with his arms still at his side. He looked at her, "So you are a woman, that would explain your attire, I like it. A bit too white for a Sith, but now I believe we are matching." Hakora then kept up into the air and into a back flip with the Force carrying him a few yards. His lightsaber that was locked into hers followed him. Once he landed in a crouch he grabbed his blade and flourished it as he rose to his feet. He ended it with a Makashi salute and then pointed the golden blade at her. "If you are going to fight me, you might as well give me your name, it is only polite."

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

Raven felt the sabers clash before seeing [member="Hakora Feanor"] jump and flip away only to land nearby. She sneered at him before holding her saber in a more defensive stance, expecting him to make a move. Instead he only asked her name, something she wasn't going to just hand out to someone who was , for all she knew, an enemy of the Sith. Instead she rasied her hand and attacked with a force ice attack. A large ball of ice that formed from cold air shot out towards Hakora, only to act as a distraction before Raven zipped in to try and cut at his hands.

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Hakora brought his lightsaber and shot enough Fire back to stop the incoming ice. He then rushed in at her as well and whipped his blade at hers with the speed of a Vaapad beast creating the illusion that he was using more than one lightsaber, but they were merely after images of where his saber had been. As of now he was keeping in the defense and not aiming for her body. His movements were not solely his arm, but his whole body moved dodging incoming attacks. After a brief moment of Vaapad he used the shadow of an upper strike to brin his leg up and send a swift kick to her kidney.

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

His illusions would not get the better of her. Raven had been trained to deal and see through illusions. Her trust in the force, in the darker nature, had helped her seeing through his lies. What it didn't do was prepare her for the shot to the kidney she took, making her stumble back and growl in pain. She clutched the spot where he hit before giving him a vensmous look. Once she was back on her feet she attacked with a flurry of striks and jabs from all directions. Now she would get even with him for that. Once she found an opening she brought her heel down onto his toe, trying to add an extra weight to make sure it had hurt.

[member="Hakora Feanor"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Hakora used the opportunity to use the Force to summon his second lightsaber and ignited the blue blade to join his gold blade. He then slammed the two together to connect them and twisted and created a double blade lightsaber. He then twisted the blades to lock them together which activated the second crystals in them and it became a blood red double blade. He was no Sith, but he was a former shadow and so he installed his lightsabers with duel color crystals invade he ever needed to pretend to be Sith. His eyes glowed a redial orange color as he harnessed the force and sent a small amount to his eyes that had contacts to give him Sith eyes. This made him appear to be filled with the dark side. He then lifted a hand like he was about to send fire again, but this time the crackling sound of Force Lightning erupted out of his hand, but it was barely above the level of an acolyte and was meant to throw her off a bit. He then twirled his lightsaber into a windmill pattern to lash at her first few attacks. One jab got through his defense and hit his armor only to burn it and slowly begin going through, but he rolled his shoulder to avoid damage, but then felt his foot get stepped on and it rented the armor on his foot to make his boot tighter and more uncomfortable. He sneered and spun his lightsaber flipping over it sending about kick to her cut and swinging it back to send his saber on a path to go through her chest.

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

The confusion of the fight had almost gotten to Raven once [member="Hakora Feanor"] had pulled out a second saber. She kept her blade at a defense as he came at her, still managing to take the shot to his foot as a small victory. And, at least, a small jab had hit his armor. Once of his smaller disadvantages, hard to move faster with so much weighing you down. Raven would need to keep that in ind while dealing with him. When he spun and kicked Raven actually fell back as he kicked, allowing herself to fall in order to avoid being hit by a saber to the chest. A small thub to her back as she did but at least it gave her the chace to catch his legs in a siccor grip before forcing them out from under him. If it worked she would try to clamor on top of him to try and pin him down.

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Hakora had to admit, this girl fought very similar to him and if she continued her training with someone who complimented her style she could surpass Hakora if he slowed his own training. He thought he saw a little Echani in her movements, but was unsure. When she dropped sending a scissor kick he meant to pivot to get out of the range, but the dent in his armor prevented his foot to move correctly inside it and he was dropped and faced with the Sith woman on top of him. "Well, I can honestly say this is the first time I have had a woman on top of me, must admit I thought when this happened she wouldn't be trying to kill me, but beggars can't be choosers." He then smirked and grabbed at her waist to hopefully push her back ever so slightly into his knee coming up striving to catch her in the back with the intentions to flip her over his head and off him to where he would roll back and sit on top of her sending his fist to her face, but stopping before connection. The force built a little in his throat and a small Force Scream meant to scare her and add to the seriousness came out at her as he yelled his words, "WHO ARE YOU? WHY ARE WE FIGHTING?!"

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

The moment she was ontop of him Raven drew her saber and had it iamed for his neck. After his little quip she wanted to stab him right through the throat, but she knew it wasn't what the sith wanted and because she didn 't have the chance. His sudden flip that changed the positions caught her off-gaurd, her saber tubling out of her grip in the process. She flincthed at his fist only to see him stop. Her confusion was clear on her face but then when he screamed into her she felt everything shudder. A force Scream. Something she'd heard of but never seen or experienced. He wanted answers that bad, she'd give them.

"The Sith want you back." she hissed. "And I am to please."

One had hand smacked onto his face and, in the process, sending a freezing sensation into his cheek. She was using the force ice to try and give him frostbite on his face, or at least give enough pain to it that would allow her the chance to bring her knee up. Right between his legs. After that she pushed him away and used the force to sumon her saber back before pointing it at him.

[member="Hakora Feanor"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Hakora had expected many answers she could give him, but this one wasn't what he expected. It caught him off guard and before he could finish saying, "Uhh?" he was smacked in the face and sent off of her. His face burned, he grabbed it and used tapas trying to cool it and prevent frostbite, but his screams of pain were not showing him trying to save his face. The pain slowly left, but it was needless to say he had dropped both lightsabers and they were near her. He looked at her from his spot on the ground with a mix of confusion and slight anger at his pain. "....I...am not....a Sith." His eyes began to return to their normal, glowing blue as the contacts wore off. "What would the Sith want with me except that I aim to kill them?" Hakora rose to his feet and reached down to his hip and pulled a small ribbon unhooking his katana. He held it by the sheath, but did not draw it. "You aim to please? You aren't a Sith, you are no killer. I can sense it in you, you are dark and very dark, but there is still the light in you, you seek power, but not for the way the Sith want it. I have trained all my life to kill Sith and I can tell you, they are powerful, but their rage blinds them, I use that rage without the blinding. Which is more powerful, to give in to your desires, to your anger or to resist it and conquer it?" Hakora did not draw his blade, but he did harness the force to stregthen his body prepare to attack if she made a move. He wanted to see if this light he saw was real or too faint for her to harness.



[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

When he dropped his sabers Raven kept her saber still pointed at him. In her mind she was congragulating herself on a fine victory over [member="Hakora Feanor"] but tensed when he reached for another blade. This one, however, wasn't a lightsaber, which she did not see as a real threat. At least not yet. It was then he began to speak to her about seeing light inside of her, somethign that made her sneer at him and point the saber further towards his chest.

"Do not think to judge me, worm." she hissed. "I have killed. I've fought in wars and sacrificed men to my darker power. So do not think you can draw me away from where I belong! To the darkside!"

 

[Darth Vaildra]

"I am Echani, words can only go so far. For now, let us see who is truly stronger, the Dark Side, or my side." The wind picked up as Hakora moved, but vanished from sight for a brief moment and reappeared behind her with his sword drawn and a flash of light to show he gave a quick slash aimed for her chest. He was no longer holding back and though this was fatal, he believed she could block it enough to live, but how much was the question. Hakora held life above all else and only killed if need be, but his hands had blood on them from the men and woman he had slain. His sword was made out of Ionite that was folded multiple times to make it strong and the Ionite made it able to combat lightsabers.


[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

His dissaperance was an interesting trick. Perhaps this was a way of copying Raven when she'd done so before. Still she'd managed to use the force to sense he was behind her. Quickly she turned just as [member="Hakora Feanor"] took his blade and tried to slash across her chest. She stopped it with her saber, proving she had skill as well. After that she pushed back and began to attack with a number of overhead strikes followed by large sweeps. She was trying to use her pyshical strength as an advantage, though it seemed odd given her build. A deeper stragtegum was in place as she continued to fight back against him.

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Hakora swated at the incoming attacks. He was strong, but strength was usually unnecessary as he used her own strgth against her. Every attack he merely redirected would send her momentum to make her stumble. Unlike before, he kept a proper stance only moving his arm like a teacher fighting off a student. While she was not a student, it was clear that she was a new Knight while Hakora was doing his Master trails. This did not really matter as she was gifted. She was fluid, more fluid than a Sith which suggested she had training in something before swordplay which could explain why Hakora thought she had Echani training. For all her skill, she had missed the most important element, why was Hakora behind her without his lightsabers. Using a finger on his free hand his lightsabers that were behind her ignited and shot at her back like bullets that aims for unvital points. At the same time he swatted her last attack and sent in a jab to her stomach. At her level, one would hit which would decide this fight and make her easier to capture. Hakora did not know why, but she didn't strike him as full Sith and he wanted to help her find hope if he could, but if it wasn't possible Hakora would kill her to prevent other people dying at her hands.


[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

[member="Hakora Feanor"] was proving to have a physical advantage over Raven, as she suspected. He wasn't holding back now, something she could see as a result of her attacks. Once he;d made his little attempt against her with the saber she was luck enough to roll away, however when she got to her feet she was suprised by the sudden jab to her stomach. She coughed in pain before falling to her knees and gripping the spot where he hit. She was already sore from the kidney punch, but now it was like he was trying to ruin her insides. She looked up to him with a glare of anger now, spitting out something in her mouth in the process.

When she stood she roared "Bastard!" before holding both hands up. Force lightning shot out from her fingers towards him, trying to spark and strike every possible area on him.

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Hakora brought the sabers to his hand to counter the lightning. but it got through enough to cause him a great deal of pain. He let out more of a growl mixed with screams as he fought against it feeling his body burning. He brought his knee up sending it to her temple to try and knock her out. He knew his wound he delivered needed to be treated fast or she may bleed out because unlike a lightsaber, a sword did not burn the wound. He wanted to continue his fight, but he also wanted her alive. For good measure, if the knock out didn't work he reached deep in his throat to release a Force Scream known as a bellow that would send her flying so the lightning would stop at least.

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

Raven had grited her teeth as she let everything out against [member="Hakora Feanor"] with her lightning. She wanted to make him suffer. She wanted to hear his screams. She was, howver, cut short by the suddne blow to the head. It was too hard to her to fight against and the impact was at a point where it managed to knock her out cold. She was down, for now.