Shatter The Onyx [Complete]

[John Harrison]

Korriban - Valley Of The Kings

Had Dark Onyx been a man, he would have shown up by now.

John was tired of waiting in the dusty stands, tired of staring up at the rapidly darkening sky. Onyx would show his repugnant head soon, he was sure. Nonetheless, he waited, his confidence waning.

This duel really seemed illogical when he put any sustained thought into it, but he was confident that Onyx was foolish enough to accept. He hopefully wouldn't be prepared for the masses of explosives and mines littered across the sun-beaten valley, in place to prevent retreat. He certainly wouldn't be prepared for the manned bomber hiding behind an ancient pillar.

He really needed another lightsaber, come to think of it. Maybe one with a long handle. That would be useful. Maybe even one with two blades. That'd be even more useful. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about weapons, to be honest. He should've done that earlier. Meh. Onyx would fall soon enough. He'd get one later.

For now, he stood, staring up into the deep red sky as the sun disappeared, and the day dissolved into night.

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx had been challenged by a sith he knew well. John Harrison. A assassin.

Onyx was meeting him on Korriban. Onyx laughed at that thought. No one knew Korriban like Onyx did. No one has ever explored it as thoroughly as him.

Onyx saw John and landed his ship about a hundred yards away. Onyx stepped out in his dark blue armor and had both his lightsabers with him. Approached until he was halfway towards him. "You can always back out one last time."

Onyx had both his sabers ready to ignite at a sudden attack. He was smarter then before. After his last duel with Spencer Jacobs, we was ready for anything.

 

[John Harrison]

"Glad to see you made it. What stopped you? Too busy arranging flowers?" John sneered, drawing his lightsaber and igniting it, the blood red blade casting a deep claret shadow across his face. "All offense intended." Furrowing his brow, he opened his mind to the force while maintaining eye contact with Onyx. Velok's teachings had served him well.

The force allowed him to notice every detail, every movement and speck of dust clear as water. Time to dish out some emotional burn. A bit of nosing around on Coruscant had revealed details of a campaign involving Onyx a while back, and one that had nasty motives behind it, and a nastier ending.

"Talk about daddy issues. Yeowch, that was ugly. You've honestly lowered my expectations as to your prowess with that move of yours a while back. I wasn't conscious to see it, but there's certainly relics of the event, if you look hard enough." John's plan was to emotionally weaken him. Damage his judgement. Cloud his mind.

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx thought back. He couldn't. He shook his head as he ignited his red and blue sabers. "You have chosen the wrong man to mess with John." Onyx said. Onyx could feel his power. His ideals. He knew he could turn it against him, he just had to wait for the right moment.

"Time to die," Onyx launched himself towards him, both sabers coming down as hard as they could, he was aiming for his shoulders.

 

[John Harrison]

John couldn't help but crack a smile as Onyx made the first move. Soresu, the most defensive of the core lightsaber forms was his forte. Convenient. Keeping light on his feet, he reared back, taking into account the sheer rage and power that Onyx had placed into his strike as he swiped upwards to deflect the blow. "Calm yourself, Onyx. I'm sure Daddy would be upset. Oh wait..." Despite his formidable block, John was still knocked back by the sheer force of the attack. Skidding back into the sands, he collected his thoughts briefly and returned to his Soresu stance.

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx only got madder. He jumped towards him, another powerful strike. As he hit him, he spoke. "You dare speak of my father. You dare use him against me!" He began to launch strike after strike. Each one growing stronger with his hate becoming larger and larger. Under his blue helmet he was sweating. His eyes changing from their blue to a dark red.

 

[John Harrison]

Providing the best defence he could against each of Onyx's strikes, John continued to back off, moving left and right to weaken the impact of the strikes. Hopefully he could tire him out before he tired himself. Deflecting what seemed like the last of his strikes, John skipped back to take a quick breath. "Honestly, it was very demeaning of you to scamper about aboard those ships, nothing but a stowaway, a worthless rodent, scum unfit to share this galaxy with the common man. You should have been eradicated like the pest you were. Then again, you always were friendly with lower-class tramps, weren't you?"

Using the distance he had gained, he charged forwards, lightsaber by his side. Slicing upwards with his blade, he used all the force he could amass to strike Onyx.

"I am doing the galaxy a favour by cleansing it of you."

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx easily deflected his attack but was thrown backwards. "Fire." He spoke into his comm and his ship launched one missile into the ground, causing a mass cloud of smoke to erupt. He deactivated his lightsabers and became a ghost within. He didn't waste time quickly opened up the holonet on his HUB and searched for any information on John. He knew the smoke would die in a few seconds. He needed something to follow him up on. He found it.

"Seems like you hated your brother. You never won though, he won."

 

[John Harrison]

"If by won you mean he died a thousand years ago with not a word to his name, then yes. He won." John decided to change things up. Taking the detonator for the explosives he had lined the canyon with beforehand, he let out a small chuckle as he pressed the small red button, quickly clasping his hands over his ears as five=hundred kilos of explosive tore down the nearest rock face. John had two more detonators primed and ready, should he need to take down the other rock faces.

Skipping back as the hail of rocks fell, John pressed himself up against the remaining rock face, the dust cloud thinning out, and the final rocks falling from the mountain. The valley was now littered with boulders, cover that he could use to his advantage. If he was lucky enough, one of the boulders may have even hit Onyx.

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx was taken off guard by the explosion but was smart enough to not get hit. He was angered how he know lost his advantage of lightsaber close range combat. "So the only way for you to win is to cheat. You are a Sith then, I give you that." Onyx yelled across to him, not even knowing if he would hear. He ignited both lightsabers and began to jump across the rocks, searching for him all the way.

 

[John Harrison]

"I haven't cheated. There aren't any rules for me to break." John smirked as he heard Onyx leap across the rocks. "I'll let it pass. You seem like the ditsy type." John knew that he had the edge. He wasn't going to let that go to waste. Crouching low, he brought out the second detonator. Bang. The opposite cliff was obliterated, huge rocks slamming down onto the valley, a massive maelstrom of dust and sand kicking up.

That was the last of his explosives. He was counting on his next move working. If not, he would surely lose or draw here. Bringing out the communicator, he quickly said the password that would inform the pilot of the bomber behind the pillar to start his engines. "Dun Moch." This was met with the response of engines humming into life. A fully armed Galaxy-Class bomber rose, John running from the dust as silently as he could to allow the bomber to make its assault without a risk to himself.

The strike began, a hail of blaster fire striking into the dust. Onyx needed to dodge the rocks and the fire.

(I listed the bomber at the start. Not bringing it out to powergame)

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx cursed as the bomber came into sight. "Damn." Onyx decided to just let it happen. He ran and took cover underneath a nearby overpass. Though it wouldn't protect him much, it juts might save his life.

With each explosion it got closer and force of it grew stronger. Suddenly he was thrown in the air. The last bomb blew his cover away, with him inside it. He flew several feet and landed hard on his side. He put his hand up to feel blood rushing down his nose and cheeks. He looked over to see his prized mask on the floor. The mask he always wore. The mask he had always kept upon learning his Sith power. It was in front of him. Off for the first time in a battle. He tried to reach for it but was in too much pain to get it. He only hoped John wouldn't do anything to it. It meant alot to him.

 

[John Harrison]

Sweating in exasperation, John lumbered through the field of rocks, reaching Onyx as he lay upon the ground in pain. "Your mask." He gasped, taking in a deep breath. "I can sense a fine aura of the force... emanating from it. I will not destroy it." Picking it up, he looked into Onyx's eyes. "But your loss will not leave you unaffected."

Turning it around in his hands left him feeling warm. He had won. He hadn't predicted as such, given the futility of his traps. But the bomber had been the final nail in the coffin. "If you so desire, you may fight me again. But not today. Salutations." Stamping on both of Onyx's hands, he watched as the bomber lowered itself to his height.

Stepping aboard, he soared into the darkness of the night, victory high on his spirits.

(Are we done here, or do you want to have a final post?)

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx looked to up as he boarded the ship. With the last bit of energy he had left, he yelled a in a battle cry form. Jumping to his feet his used the force to grab his mask all the while using his other hand to activate and throw a thermal detonator into the ship. He didn't care for anything else but his treasured mask.

 

[John Harrison]

John was willing to admit he was surprised. The man had been bombed, showered in rocks, insulted and been stamped on. Yet he persisted. Nonetheless, he wasn't about to let this retort go by unmissed. "A mistake on your part, if I'm honest." Keeping a tight grip on the mask, he allowed himself to fly through the air, mask in hand. As he flew, he watched the bomber explode into a million pieces, plumes of smoke flying in all directions.

Skidding into the dust, he placed the mask on his face. This needed to hurt Onyx, mentally and physically. "Sayonara." Stabbing down with his lightsaber, he aimed for Onyx's chest, filled with confidence in the helplessness of the man. To add to the pain, he outstretched his fingers, letting out a gust of lightning, the blue forks ensnaring Onyx. "You are foolish. Ignorant. Idiotic. Worthless. Those aren't the qualities Daddy wanted in his little boy, are they?"

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx wailed in pain as the lightning entered his body. He was in pain. There was no denying it. It hurt that he lost. It angered him.

Moments later after the lightning ended, Onyx started laughing. He laughed. Psychotically. At least I am smarter. Onyx tapped his arm to open his comm. "M4, fire on my location."

Suddenly a loud engine went off. Above them appeared a ship. It had been hiding behind the mountain that they stood at the edge of. Hidden deactivated, making it untraceable until activated. "I have droids. They are smart." Onyx said laughing as the missiles came souring down upon John and him.

 

[John Harrison]

"I'll offer you some advice." John said, staring up into the sky before locking eyes with Onyx. "Don't fire missiles at yourself." Watching as they shot towards him, John got down onto one knee, bringing his arms to his chest. "It has... negative repercussions." Summoning the force, he let out a thunderous scream as he used a force repulse with the last of his strength, sending the missiles shooting out in all directions, a storm of sand whirling around him. He wasn't done yet.

Roaring in sheer anger, his eyes turned a deep red, his coat shooting up with the winds he had summoned. Outstretching his palms, he kicked up a maelstrom of sand using the force, a whirlwind consuming him. Then he sent the sands shooting out with the last of his strength, a circular tsunami of sand shooting outwards behind the Missiles. Onyx would fall. The sands would claim him, like many a Sith before him.

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx was screaming now. Defeated. Onyx then stopped. He closed his eyes and meditated. He was embracing death. He flew with the sands through the air until he hit the missiles. With an explosion Onyx was tossed into the valley below. Landing hard he let out a silent yell, hoping John wouldn't hear. He quickly crawled beneath a nearby boulder to conceal himself. To anyone outside the canyon, he was dead and gone. To him, he was dead but was still around to tell about it.