Realms of Darkness, Visions of Light - Chapter 1

[Mythos]

Mythos arrived next to Serena and Groom was covered in the blood of the single Heretic he had slain. "Are you alright are you ok? " He grabbed her by the elbows and looked at her up and down to see any injuries Groom just dashed and kept running behind them to get a bead on anything... was he worried? Mythos thought for a second as he turned and pulled out his High Density Monoculars to scout the area, and after a few seconds realizing that in fact there was no enemies near by he relaxed and breathed deeply to get the rush of combat out of his system. They were quite a team... Her Mythos and Groom brought down 9 Force Users in less than 30 seconds. That was an impressive feat if they did not care to admit it however Mythos did notice she was not very combat Oriented... Mythos has killed dozens if not hundreds of Men and Creatures... he has taken hundreds of Lives directly and indirectly, he now noticed that she was not like him in that aspect... "Pull out your lightsaber..." Mythos was not going to be around always to protect her so he was going to teach her something that would make him sleep better at night. He turned around and spun at 2-3 yards away. "On guard Serena." His voice was serious, and Pride ignited with it's black hue that hummed dangerously in his right hand. "I'm not going to be around forever... so i am going to teach you a Technique called Bladestorm... get ready" his lightsaber began to grow and become stronger until it glowed in an intensity that was not naturally possible as he built up the Force in the Blade of the Saber Unleashing it at a stone nearby splitting and destroying the thing in the ranged arc of energy. The Dark Side of the Force enveloped him as Hatred anger and love corsed through his body. "Focus the Energy of the Force at the Blade of your saber, then unleash it at an Arc of the Force, Destroy everything in your path... Do no hesitate... they would not have..." He pointed his blade at the corpses that littered the sand.

[member="Serena Bouie"]​

 

[Darth Ren Malgus]

She had barely taken a breath when [member="Darth Mythos"] had her up on her feet checking her from head to foot his emotions so easy to read her empathy could feel them all, she took it in and realized that he was all emotion just then.

He was quick and calculated where she had shied away from killing them he no reserve to do so. She couldn’t smile she nodded and tried to answer that she was alright.
Instead when he released her confident that she was not harmed he drew his weapon commanding her to drawn her own. She nodded complacent drawing her lightsaber she looked over to him.

Listening to his words, and that which he was showing her.

“Blade storm” she repeated she committed it to memory, she looked at the bodies no they were not hesitating when they came for them. They had every intention of harming them in some way. Whatever it had been it died with them.

Focuses the force onto the blade, then in an arc of energy send it out to those around her. She could feel the force she felt it everywhere, she could feel its flow as it rolled over the blade of her lightsaber it was a loud coursing hum that soon enveloped the blade building waiting for her to unleash it. She did not want to hurt Animus she turned slightly in a motion that looked as if she were handling a whip she let loose the force.

She stood amazed at what she had just done. “Feth me” She looked over to Animus, “that’s quite a skill”

 

[Mythos]

Mythos nodded, her execution of the Skill was amateur at best but it had taken him a long time to get to the point where he was with the skill, he had been training with it ever since his first training with Ferus as an Acolyte, ever since he first saw the ability as the target was himself, as a lover he was kind... as a Master... Mythos was ruthless. "You need to perfect it, Use the force as your weapon, Bend it to your will, this Ability works with it that way, use the Force to destroy, to Annihilate your enemies, Show no remorse in bending the Force to your Will... " He got closer without flinching and looked into her eyes. "Make it your slave. The Ability revolves around it, The Force will buckle and heave against that ability just like the Ability of Force Lightning which you saw." He looked at the body that was still steaming with the smell of burnt flesh. He walked beside her placing his lightsabers on his belt as Groom popped his head from under the Dune to check up on them. Well there is a sight for Sore eyes, Groom was the only one of the Trio that seemed un-phased.

"We should be getting back, it will get dark soon, and there are worse things than Heretics in this land.. ." He sighed, then smiled warmly "Ship or tent?" He said with a chuckle shooting her a wink before walking to the top of the Dune.

[member="Serena Bouie"]​

 

[Darth Ren Malgus]

She could still not believe what she had done, it was that same sensation she got when she tried the skill shatter point. That underlying feeling of power it touched upon the choice of life and death.

Life and Death.

Death lay all around them it was one thing to kill because someone is trying to kill you, but once they were down, defeated, what value was there to killing them?

His voice boomed in her ears as he told her she needed to perfect the skill, bend the force to her will, destroy, annihilate, no remorse but she wasn't a sith. She was a Jedi. He was so much closer now she was speechless she could not nod or speak.

Make it your slave he said.

And then the fierce seemingly unfeeling Sith faded away to become the man who had warmed her heart. The one winking at her and laughing as if the day had been like any other. For Serena the day was not like any other she had never killed anyone and she felt it. She felt the death lingering around her taunting her with their silence.

Had the day moved so quickly, was it so late already? Serena felt as though she had just opened her eyes to begin. Had she dreamed this day? She nodded and half smiled a sense of confusion over time, and over the duality that existed in Animus.

As he walked away the coalescing colors of his aura changed again, it was becoming clearer to Serena that Animus was more complicated then she imagined. The walked towards the top of the dune the bodies forgotten.

Serena gave an order to have the bodies buried.

Where did she want to sleep this night? Even as she tried to think of the word tent something inside her seem to force the words from her lips, "The Ship". She followed him up over the dune confusion was growing within her.

"Are you hungry?" She could use a drink.

As they came over the top of the dune Serena could see the layout before them, the path from the archway that she had started with the team two days ago, and the obelisk, the stairs. She couldn't help it the researcher in her drifted towards the stairs, there was still some light.

"Look Animus" she wanted him to see the work that had been completed. She made it to stand at the top of the stairs looking down a set of double doors remained shut, the handles tied with a length of hide in an intricate knot. An unbroken seal indicating no one had been inside this room since it was closed.

[member="Darth Mythos"]

 

[Mythos]

Impossibly Rare were the Times Mythos was not entranced by Archaeological work, this was not one of those moments. He rushed down to take a look t the Door whom intricate knots and complicated runes stood upon it... It had not been open. His Essence changed, this was not an ordinary door, there were writings on the wall... Sith language, ancient and full of hate. "Serena... this just got much more dangerous... everyone step back."

Mythos traced his hands upon the slab stone and noticed the Knot that was made of a skin that did not age at all... "Alchemy..." he murmured, it was the only way that something like that could stay preserved for so long, Skin and leather no matter how strong could not stay preserved without becoming dust for twenty thousand years unless there was something magical going on.

"buti edoui kuris dalyva stai..." just as he thought, was a curse. A real one not the ones in younger Tombs that lay in a heap of Dust and sand.... he could feel the darkside ooze and grip him every second he stayed next to this door, this double sided door was a Warning, a death threat. "Cursed be all ye who enter here." He continued reading the texts " ir eile atgal mezdi ir dary nenx atiduo" He paused and closed his eyes... this was not good. "nuo tik mirtis sis dury " He choked on the words.... "Turn back and do not return... for only death lies beyond this door." he took a step back... there had to be something here, a Curse or a vague warning the ancients believed to be true? Mythos had not the time nor the desire to turn back... he had not come all this way to be stopped by a threat.

Without even thinking he unclipped his saber and sliced the Knot in half (Alexander the Great reference Ftw) then with his Telekinesis he Pushed the Double sided door unleashing... a wave of Darkness that came from the Tomb... but he did not flinch.

[member="Serena Bouie"]

 

[Darth Ren Malgus]

The words were nothing she had ever heard before, the runes foreign nothing here made sense to her. Ancient languages resurrected and spoken the hint of his accent on each syllable.

Before she could utter a word of caution the seal was broken, a rush of air poured forth the ancient room gasping for its breath. Serena out of instinct alone turned her head beside her three workers fell instantly. Their corpses drained of all moisture they looked as old as the room before them.

She fought not to scream never had she seen something so virulent that it could take from one everything in a breath. She could see that [member="Darth Mythos"] still stood, that he breathed in and out welcoming the harsh darkness he seemed to absorb whatever it was that came from inside. Serena feared for his life.

Whatever had waited for the seal to be broken rolled over Animus saturated him with its own darkness that had waited patiently since the day the seal had been placed there. She could not help but watch him was he alright? Was he still Animus?

The air finally stilled Serena turned to look into the room. Could she walk into this place without it taking the last bit of light and goodness from her? Was the darkness that hid in the corners now waiting for retribution?

Her sense of history, and curiosity urged her forward, her sense of self-preservation held her fast to the steps.

 

[Mythos]

Mythos stood in the door as the Darkness blasted out from the chamber and engulfed him but he did not falter from the onslaught of the Darkside that busted out like a tidal wave of very tangible evil. It took a couple of seconds, but the Darkness dissipated and the room however Dark and Damp and filled with the most powerful Dark Side Nexus Mythos had ever felt he stepped forward. Shrugging of stoically the waves of Evil that came before him like he slept in a bed of Darkness every night, the Cortan Blade was his Home and it was a Dark Side nexus, so he was resistant to it at first... but this place was different... this place oozed evil and darkness and despair like nothing he had ever felt before.

The room was stuffy, dusty and with so much clogged air that he pulled a cloth over his nose to filter Oxygen in, he ignited Myth and Pride stepping in to have at least some light, even though both his lightsabers were very Dim, Pride having a black Core and Myth having a Stygium Crystal made them hardly fiction as light sticks. However it was then that he heard the voices... Voices of the dead...

"You should not have come here...
"Mortal Man..."
"Now you shall perish...
"And never return again...."

Three Spirits came to him side by side geared in armor of the Ancient sith, incorporeal but to Mythos they looked as Real as they came, and they were visibly Hostile, he could feel they wanted to kill him, even if the Door behind him and Serena... did not slam Shut... Mythos opened his arms in challenge with both his lightsabers ignited and bellowed a Massive Force Shout that shoot the Tomb they were in. The workers slammed and bashed the Door but it would not budge, it was not Strength holding that door tight, it was Evil ancient Magic. The Force Shout was only met by the Laughter of the spirits... unphased... they unleashed an attack of Insanity upon the Duo... this was the most deadly situation Mythos had ever been in, and he was not as confident when his Shout did not work... and when visions of insanity crept into his mind...

[member="Serena Bouie"]​

 

[Darth Ren Malgus]

[SIZE=12pt]Serena pulled from her pocket a handkerchief quickly fastening it so it covered her mouth. Serena could feel the darkness it slithered over her skin her clothes, and her mind. Her empathy at that moment opened to hear around her the voices, she could hear the pounding on the doors. Getting out of here would not be as easy as getting in, why were tombs like this?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She had not felt these spirits even press upon her these were powerful entities and they were as dark as the black of space their intent was clear.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]You shall not pass.[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=12pt]Insanity one of the worst attack to be played upon an empath, a Jedi who did not block all emotions, or actions. A Jedi in any form in the presence of such evil would not be left untouched.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Images filled her mind the loss of control over the one thing that she coveted, she blinked but she had been taught resistance she had been taught to fight that which would invade her mind. [/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]Closing her eyes she tried to remember the day she had been taught. It was a summer day, near the lake.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]He was being cruel to her reading her thoughts, using them against her.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She faltered.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She fought back, she called him something….Master S .[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]He told her how to use the force to use it as the buffer between herself and whatever was coming at her. Connor had taught her that day by the Lake. Serena could feel the memory, feel the joy in it, the temptation. She began to build the barrier in her mind. Thank god for [member="Connor Harrison"] and his training.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]If she could keep resisting them their power of insanity would not leave the indelible mark on her. But what of Animus where was he. Serena rose to her knees she could feel him, he was near. Slowly she crawled towards him.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]Her amulet would protect her to a degree from the physical world. Never had the Jedi Knight faced such evil.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]Evil whose only intent was their death.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]A force ghost was able to interact with the living, albeit not physically. Where she had read that she didn’t know, but were Sith different?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Serena tried to expand her level of influence, “you’ve no power here anymore” she cried out to them. Their power their influence had to be lessened, but could you kill a ghost? She struggled to her feet, igniting her light saber.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Girl You've no idea of what damage we bring[/SIZE]​

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Serena wanted to show them she was a force to be reckoned with even as they taunted her.

I stab at thee to send you back from where you came it was bravado to try this as she wielded her lightsaber in the direction of the three shades as they unleashed another wave of insanity. I will not yield

You will die​

[SIZE=12pt][member="Darth Mythos"] [/SIZE]

 

[Mythos]

Mythos was not trained in how to defend against mental attacks, he was vulnerable to their intrusions and fighting back was as useless as shaking his head... the attack entered unhindered. His mind began to break, his sanity began to peel off like layers from a Fruit slowly but Mythos was beyond fear at this moment. The uncontrollable emotion of fear was in his mind but... Courage was not the Absence of Fear.... Courage is having Fear and overcoming it. Mythos was dropped at first but slowly rose to meet the spectral apparitions that blasted him again and again and again.

After every blast tears ran down his face as he started to feel an uncontrollable sense of Dread and desperation but he forced himself to stand against the Force of Will of these Ancient creatures. "I Am Darth Mythos!" He roared in defiance. "And you shall not stand between Me and Adas!" The statement for some reason he could not understand did one of two things. Either it gave Mythos a great deal of Stregth to push out of the attack or it staggered the Spirits when the Name of Adas was uttered.

"j'us aras ... thyoung Morvel.."

Mythos Dashed at them and Sliced at them with his lightsabers but they cut through air.... they slipped past their bodies at Mythos' face was turned into that of a man who has seen a Miracle happen. "Im- Impossible!" No sooner had the words left his mouth when he was flying back against the Stone wall smashing against it hard sending his lightsabers off in different directions. It was now that they focused on [member="Serena Bouie"] and Animus at the sight of them turning to her was filled with boiling rage that blew through the Force insanity like it was nothing. It was the first time Mythos had ever tapped into Force Rage and he did not even realize he did. Screaming unintelligible Words Mythos did the only thing he could do, he Threw his Hidden Dagger at one of the Spectral Spirits and Blasted them With Sith Lightning afterwords. The Sith lightning passed through them just like his sabers did but the dagger...

The Dagger Sunk into one of the Being who let out a ear shattering scream of a banshee that caused Mythos to drop and cover his ears to avoid eardrum damage, it was unlike anything he had ever heard... was he going to die here? As soon as he let that thought in his mind the Force Insanity shot through him and he was down again weeping in fear.

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[Darth Ren Malgus]

[SIZE=12pt]Serena picked her head up she could hear the screams her eyes seemed clearer at this moment. There was silence suddenly in the little room, as if a whisper of evil had passed among them waiting for the moment to reach out and grab them again.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Serena felt the hairs on her neck prickle, she looked at the knife that had made the last apparition scream in agony. She scrambled to retrieve it from where it stuck.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Fear attacked her mind two of the translucent spirits with a brilliance to their eyes appeared before her the third she had not returned, had the blade dispatched it, or was it merely waiting.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Serena did not look for Animus this time a sensation within her said there were tests to face on her own, if she questioned who and what she was this her and now should pinpoint where she stood. The sense of unease formed in her stomach, was it the spirits once again working their ill will.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Afraid?[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=12pt]She could hear the words in her mind, taunting her trying to find her shatter point, her breaking point.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Pushing up with all of her strength, assembling all of her courage she launched at one of the apparitions, her hand holding the blade that had made the other scream in such bloodless agony.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Serena aimed to plunge the blade into it anywhere that she could, she raised her arm, the intent clear just as he reached out and grabbed her wrist. Wide eyed surprise filled her eyes.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She stared into his lifeless dark eyes jet black and soulless and yet within them she felt as if she could see death itself peering back at her. Serena focused on the last happy thought she had, the sun was rising the beams of light had poured in through the opening of the tent. The sand around them sparkled under the morning sun light. The gentle soft breath of Animus beside her.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Armed with this joy Serena touched the force she had been taught to do illumination for dark places and learned to focus it into a display of the force. Any midichlorians around them were begin to vibrate as she stared into the one spirits eyes, the other was busy tormenting [member="Darth Mythos"][/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Serena tightened her grip on the hilt of the blade, as the midichlorians vibrated with life the connections that they all shared with the force began to form in lines that crises crossed and zig zagged across the room. The light that Serena focused brought the white tendrils of the light side brighter and brighter.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]The trails and connections blazed will brilliance, the spirit before her could not stand the light side of the force turning its face, and loosening its grip, Serena plunged the blade deep into what should be its chest.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]The creature screamed in agony cursing her and her descendants. Serena dropped to the floor just as the sound of the blade hit the floor.[/SIZE]

 

[Mythos]

"mes aras zkasaeva ! kait kash sis "

The Banshee wail of the second apparition that died accomplished the breaking of the Force Insanity on Mythos for just enough time for him to be able to get up slowly and stare into the eyes of the deadly apparition. He took into his hands the Blade of Satvas, a gift from [member="Sage Bane"], at first Mythos Thought that it was simply an Ornamental piece of but after some inspection in the Temple of Pain Mythos knew it was something else, it was Alchemized and as such as His Hidden blade that had proved the death of the first apparition. He was beginning to connect the Dots now, Lightsabers did nothing to them, Force Lightning and Force Shout or any Force Powers that Mythos had in his arsenal, not even the Light that exhumed from Serena proved to be their demise, but Alchemized weapons... That was doing the Trick and quite well.

Mythos Smiled Empowered now knowing he had a weapon that could end this battle and grant them victory, dashing to the right where Serena was he fainted the attack dodging the Force Blast that sent an old stone statue flying in a blast of Debris and spun around on a dime stopping a few feet from the Creature and sent the Blade Sailing to the chest of the apparition. The Aparition laughed as he stopped the blade in it's tracks but it did not laugh for long as Mythos ran up to it and executed a roundhouse kick in the hilt of the blade and drove it into the chest of the Spirit who again sent of the Banshee wail that for the Third and final time sent the room in a vibration that ruptured the eardrums and Made Mythos' ears start to bleed.

Then.... Silence... deafening maddening silence covered the room as Mythos picked himself up and rose slowly to his feet before the Tomb of King Adas, quickly he made his way to Serena and bent over before her to check if she was hurt in a any way. "Are you ok? Are you Hurt? " This was the second time this day he had been brought to ask that yet this time his inspection was cut short as behind the Tomb Fires ignited from a black flame and the Darkside unleashed a fury of black winds that swept up the room as before them an Image of a Force Ghost appeared, a Ghost dormant for Twenty thousand years stood before them, imposing and Threatening he Arose from his slumber and took the Armor of the Ancient Sith Empire.

"nuyak kapas kuris dabar j'us mrias "

King Adas Stood before them now... and he did not look pleased to be disturbed, his words to Mythos were as clear as Daylight.

'You entered uninvited and now you die'

"Adas..." Mythos murmured, using the force to bring back Both his lightsabers to his hands and took a step back, Adas had taken the form of his Armor and possessed it, he wielded his Axe as he did, the sight made Mythos tremble in his boots as the Mighty and Massive Ancient Monarch they had been searching for finally stood before them in all his glory and might. What's that Saying? Be careful what you wish for?

Adas came forwards and with one mighty swing unleashed a Bladestorm that made the One Mythos had used against Kezeroth look like child's play, the Massive Figure then came forwards after ripping the rooms' stone and blasting everything in his way towards the Two Archaeologists who found themselves facing the Legendary Adas in his Armor, he crushed everything in the room on his way as his every step was an Earthquake, every movement a storm of Fury and the Darkside as he came upon them like an Avalanche of Death and destruction that if allowed to leave this tomb would lay waste to cities and bring the Galaxy to it's knees. Mythos Ducked the initial attack and by hitting the deck and them came forward to Meet Adas' attack full force with Pride and Myth, Serena and everything he had in his soul by his side...

The Final Battle Of this Adventure had Begun.


[member="Serena Bouie"]
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[Darth Ren Malgus]

Was she ok? “I’m good” she knew that he couldn’t keep worrying about her getting hurt it was just the way things went sometimes.

The blade had drawn no blood only the screams of a spirit being sent back into the netherworld from where it came. And now before them the armor of a long dead Sith moved as if he were alive again to regin the terror upon anyone who disturbed him.

They had disturbed him. For one frozen moment she looked up into [member="Darth Mythos"] eyes Serena knowing she was the weaker of the two made the decision to focus her energies on her partner.

Adas was over 20,000 years old his power had not dissipated one bit, or had it. Would he sense the power that Mythos was able to wield.

Just then he took a step and everything around them shook. The room itself shivered with each movement he could crush them with the weight of the room. But Serena could protect them from that with her amulet.

There was a sound of the armor scraping against the stones each step closer the only way out was to fight and win. There were two of them, she could not doubt for a moment that they would endure.

Serena wanted to be stronger she began to pour more force into her presence to make her skills stronger, sight, hearing, and empathy. He was a spirit but he gave off emotions, emotions that might project his move something she could help Mythos out maneuver him.

She would have to be calm, clear focused.

Maybe we won’t die at all she thought, and if they did, they’d do it together and do it while fighting.

“I’m fine, he’s angry, and using his emotions to feed his power.” Serena dove between Adas’ legs looking for another weapon to use, there had to be one. She rolled to the walls, and found what she hoped was a basket, but what was inside, a quick flip of the lid she called to her hand the blade inside, it was dark and glassy something she’d never seen.

She turned and swung to stab, and hit the armor. The deep bellowing laughter as he reached back pulled her forward and threw her. She rolled, “keep moving” She was fine.

 

[Mythos]

Mythos clashed with the Axe of Adas but soon noticed that his force and power was not enough, he was sent sailing back to the back of the room like a rag doll smashing against the Stone wall that held at the End of the Wall. Adas did not miss a beat, he threw Serena and came at them dropping the Ax in a vertical strike that missed them both by a few feet but the Stone floor cracked and split in two severing the Stone beneath them. Adas then Summoned a Wave of blue Force Lightning that Mythos met with his Lightsaber and Angled it back at him.

Adas Caught the redirected lightning in his chest and stumbled back landing in his tomb his very weight smashing the thing as he fell back but arose slowly rising from his blasted position.

"aras j'us tiesanu z'kaina "

The Massive warrior King used a Force Technique to make his body move as swiftly as Mythos could recovering from the blast and went charging for the pair ramming his shoulder on Mythos that attacked him with his lightsaber high and the impact from his colossal frame made Mythos be sent again smashed to the wall and the air from his lungs bashed out, then he turned and swung his massive Ax horizontally to where Serena was Destroying everything and anyone in his way, Stone, Steel, Iron and anything else was all sent flying as every single move he Titan Made was that of a thousand hurricanes of Black wind and Death.

Mythos ducked with a little air he had and the Axe missed his head but as he was focused on Serena Mythos began to charge within him the Power of Sith lightning that was hurting him for some reason and as the Electricity and power surged from his arm he unleashed it's Massive Bolt to the Chest of Adas' Turned Back in an Effort to stagger the Old Monarch back and put him down for good.

[member="Serena Bouie"]​

 

[Darth Ren Malgus]

Serena lay against the wall, struggling to get to her feet. A great rustling erupted in front of her as Adas moved Serena wide eyed with shock looked upon him she remembered how he had reacted when she used light, she needed to do it again.

The skill was draining, and her level of ability was not that of a master but within her memories churned, as her focus even as Adas voice rolled like thunder over the clouds on a dreary gray day.

Serena did not feel panic, she could see over to Mythos he had a wariness to his eye, a hint of potential danger, nothing about him suggested weakness, and nothing suggested that he was hurt or giving up. If anything she saw in him more determination to finish this.

They could not allow Adas to leave the chamber it had to end in here with them, even if it took their lives. It was their curiosity that brought him out, it would be their determination that brought him down.

Serena began to draw upon the force remembering joy, embracing life, and experiencing true happiness. All positive thoughts to fuel the light that must come forth, even if it did not destroy him it would weaken him like before. And then, maybe Mythos could end him.

Crystal clear blue eyes looked up at the helmet of Adas, her imagination could fill in what was there. Fiery red eyes, breath that could wilt the strongest of weeds, heavily muscled from decades of wielding his axe and filled with hate and anger. As she completed the visual in her mind the helmet turned his attention on her.

She opened her arms as if that would do anything more and poured forth all that she could command into the light. Serena remembered the peacefulness of the jungles, the laughter of her family, and the love she felt wrapped in Mythos' arms. If this was her end, she was ready.

The axe swung her way, Serena leaned way back to avoid the axe its sharp edge slicing the air skimming her forehead taking the skin from it. Serena flinched in pain her concentration for a moment faltering, blood began to ooze down her face she touched the force and refocused the light.

Anything gained this day, if anything was gained, would come at the price of broken bones, and blood.

[member="Darth Mythos"]

 

[Mythos]

Adas swung and hit Serena skimming her forehead. A few inches forward and his Axe would have split her head vertically in two and she would have died on the spot like thousands others who had faced him and had fallen in the same way, Heads Split, Bodies Mutilated, limbs severed. This was the Legacy of King Adas for three hundred years. Adas concentrated on Serena and did not spot the Blast of Force lightning that Mythos unleashed from his hand.

It was not powerful enough to wound him severely, but it was enough to make him stumble back a single step and turn his attention back to Mythos that was standing up from the broken stone that had Broken his fall... and a Rib. Rising from where he was, Adas did not lose momentum and came crashing down with his frame looking to crush Mythos beneath his colossal frame yet again, this time intending to smash him against the Stone breaking his body yet Mythos met him With Juyo, stepping on his knee and Force Jumping over him as Adas Smashed into the Wall behind him.

Mythos Spun on a DIme and faced Adas clenching his broken rib with one arm and using the Pain from it to charge a Force Lightning blast but Adas was too quick, Using impossible speed for a colossal Monolith of his Size, he went back in reverse defying gravity extending his elbow and impacting Mythos' Chin Splitting it in two and sending Mythos hurling back landing in his Tomb snapping the Stone in half. Mythos was getting beat up... He was getting hurt really bad and furthermore he was now losing blood from his mouth as his chin was busted inwards and several of his lower teeth were knocked out.... Still.. Mythos rose.

The Sight of Mythos rising with the Darkness and the Force was so iconic that Adas Stood before him as he stepped ignoring Serena, his overconfidence and arrogance spewed forth even after death. Yet his voice doomed with the power and fury as it once did so long ago.

"kuris aras j'us morvel berniuk ?"


Mythos stood spitting out a tooth and faced him, his eyes locked into the Sith who prepared his weapons. Using the Force Mythos brought his lightsabers back to his hands and opened a wide stance upon his Tomb.

"nu sua Mythos zirgas iv tave tsis ir nu zinot prasti j'us nuo... j'us valia dotacij nun tu'iea midwan !!" Mythos twirled his baldes as if he was never even injured... he was... badly so... but he would not let pain and agony divert him from his chosen path.

Adas nodded his head and gave a short but powerful laugh. "mes sekleti ziur ar j'us aras z'kaina... wo mes sekleti ziur "

With That Adas Came at Mythos with a vertical Slice with his Axe Splitting the Stone in two but Mythos... turned to Smoke. It was an illusion, and Adas fell for it, Myth Came soaring through the Air and smashed at Adas' helmet sending him back with Mythos Hot in it's tail with a flurry of Juyo.



OOC: For Language references! http://www.starsidergalaxy.com/sith/

[member="Serena Bouie"]

 

[Darth Ren Malgus]

Serena wiped away the thick iron scented brilliant red blood, bright red good she wasn't hurt terribly but pain was distracting. She wiped her eyes in time to see [member="Darth Mythos"] go at King Adas, lightning illuminated the room.

Serena looked past Adas to the wall there were pictographs on the wall. She wiped her eyes again rising up dodging the pair as they battled Serena brushed the wall. What did it say dammit

It was then that she felt the wave hit her weakening her where she stood, she looked back she had heard the impact of Mythos hitting Adas in the head. Separate him from that which seemed to give him life.

She did not know where that came from, so..she ran up to the ghost, with Mythos continue to smash at him, and Adas trying to get away Serena latched onto one massive leg and began to find the release, buckles, or whatever it would take...too long.

Serena put her hand to the leg, she needed to find the weak point, the armor was old it had flaws, cracks, indentations, but where was the weak point. She felt for it all while fighting nausea, and trying to cling to someone who kept lifting their leg and shaking trying to get her off.

One large hand came down and grabbed her, she could feel her ribs bending he was going to crush her. She kept working to find the shatterpoint, thinking she found it she pushed the force there.

A pause, a stillness, and then a blast. The shin guard, thigh guard combination split in tow and fell to the floor of the tomb.

The pressure on her ribs grew, "OHHHHH" she cried out. She did not know force lightning but she knew some combustion and hoping to slow him down for a moment she concentrated the force into the exposed arm of his armor.

Lifting her hand as far as she could as his vice like grip squeezed harder, Serena's face was red, blood vessels were bursting.

Boom! Hiisssss ssssss poof.

She had managed a very tiny burst Adas dropped her. Serena rolled toward the wall, where was Mythos was he ok, she could barely make out anyone in the room. She needed a few more minutes before she could weaken him again.

 

[Mythos]

Mythos found Adas in his face as he bashed and slashed at his upper body cracking him with every blow using his massive size against him as he closed inside and in between his massive arms to continue whaling on him again and again until he threw before he crushed her rib under his might grip ad threw her aside bringing Mythos to his sight by gripping his neck with his mighty hand and Bring him to his face until the eyes of Adas looked inside the very soul of Animus. Mythos' Life began to slowly drift away as his laughter came, dark and foreboding with the Pleasure of his victory... having defeated Animus.... Mythos, arms went numb and fell, his life at mere seconds from fading...

The Force came to him as the Blade of Satvas came to his hand at he stabbed Adas in the face and the grip released immediately sending the Goliath back and dropped to the ground clenching his throat. Adas screamed and his body began to disintegrate slowly into a ball of energy that exploded and destroyed his armor into a blast of energy that lifted the darkness from the room slowly and gradually, it was then the Sun came up as the Axe of Adas lay beside Mythos in a vertical position. Mythos slowly drowned in his own pain, but before he did he saw Adas before him in a Force Ghost form.

"j'us zinot tu'saen z'kaina wo nu sekleti buti ziuretimas...." The Voice spoke to Mythos before it dissipated. His spirit would lay eyes upon Mythos for a time to come, Adas was appeased with his Battle... Mythos laid there, broken bones and all, his mouth bleeding and suffering internal injuries but even through all that he laughed, he laughed in victory, he screamed in victory while broken on the floor the Doors of the Sanctuary opened and the Men of the Archaeological Dig site rushed in and brought medical supplies... Both warriors would need patching up.

[member="Serena Bouie"]

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[Darth Ren Malgus]

It was over the last dying screams soon faded away and they both lay on the ground, broken and bleeding.

The door finally opened and the dig team rushed inside they would not fully know what had happened within the confines of that tomb, but those that had been inside they would never forget.

Serena lay covered in her own blood, the Jedi had been tossed around like a rag doll. She knew for certain that she did not have the skills needed to fight such things, and this was a ghost. A flesh and blood Sith hell bent on her life would certainly win. She sighed heavily as concerned faces peered down at her.

Gentle hands picked Animus and Serena up from the floor and carried them out. They were moved into their own tents and left with a medic to watch over them.

Serena kept trying to leave the tent with her injuries they needed her to be still, they finally restrained her. The desire left behind from the Blade, and Mythos urged her to find them.

A day later she woke up groggy, her vision blurry trying to sort through what had happened. As she tried to sit up the restraints kept her in place.

"You have many fractures Serena, you need rest right now, and we've put a bacta pad to your forehead, the skin is growing back nicely, but you still may have a scar." A scar that would have quite the adventure associated with it.

Serena nodded she lay back, and still she could feel that sensation, gnawing and clawing nudging her to go out the door.

With a jerk she tried to sit up, "Where's Animus!?" They had not mentioned him had he died! OH GOD no.. no NO..

The medic looked at her her eyes were dialiated even her heart was working harder, odd he thought, "He's alive in his tent his injuries are more extensive, but he will live"

Serena laid back, "Good" she nodded again. But still she wanted to get to him, and to the Blade..

[member="Darth Mythos"]

 

[Mythos]

Mythos was in his tent but covered in Medical Supplies. He Was pretty banged up, suffering severe lacerations and internal injuries that were in no way a joke or in any way less severe than what was told. Two broken ribs, His insides suffered severe Blunt trauma and his Teeth were slowly being balanced back in his mouth as the inside of his mouth was sporting two huge cuts that did not allow him to speak as his mouth was filled with cloth to stop the bleeding.

In his tent was Groom and his Mate who watched over Mythos. Apparently Mythos was now a gran-dad, because Grooms' female partner was now carrying puppies. Groom never left his side... Loyal to the end, Adas' Axe and broken helm sat by his side yet... There was a Figure standing by hid bed with his arms crossed... He spoke to Mythos.

"You Have impressed me slightly Young Mortal... I will teach you many things... for now you rest... Do not Fail me, Do not Disappoint me, Do not Disobey me... and I will be by your side Mythos... For now you rest, When you recover we shall begin. "

Adas Spoke to him and nodded before drifting off into nothing as the wind blew past him, he would return and Mythos knew he was not gone, the Energy of the Axe pulsated like a beating heart, it's rhythm a lulling sound that gave Mythos into sleep again... He would need to rest... he would need to recover..

[member="Serena Bouie"]​

 

[Darth Ren Malgus]

[SIZE=12pt]She managed to work the bindings with a little force trickery, slipping from her tent she looked first towards Animus’ tent, and then to the dig site. It was dark and forbidding there would never be any peace surrounding it.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]But Serena knew from her other digs that there could be more that the room they entered could be the entry, the main room, or adjoining rooms could be hidden. But knowing it was a Sith Tomb meant it was full of dangers and not the benevolent spirit that she had met years ago.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She looked out towards where she knew the Blade sat even now she could hear it whispering to her inviting her to come. Without realizing she took a step shaking her head, she tried to fight that urge within, and then headed towards Animus’ tent.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She stood outside for a moment slipping her hand through the slits she could hear Groom growling, low deep he was standing guard. She pulled back. Groom did not trust her without Animus’ say.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She stepped back she could hear his gentle breathing he was asleep. She bit her lip thinking what to do next, she would let him sleep perhaps he would awaken. Perhaps she would wait here.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]The Desert was not soo cold was it? She knew better she knew better than most what the desert could do, she sat down the last of the heat of the sand was draining away. She would listen to make sure he was alright.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Her sides hurt, her head was throbbing but the stars were burning bright and a few hours of sitting would help to clear her mind. Least until they discovered she had slipped away.[/SIZE]

[member="Darth Mythos"]