Something Wicked This Way Comes. (Arturious Engel)

[Malefic]

A hooded figure stepped into the Shadow of the Sith Academy; Silent, Cold and Calculating. Malefic tilted her head back to pull back the hood of her cloak as she whispers to the Dark one within her. "..We are here. This is it.. The start of the End." and dark cackle within in her mind as well as it's thoughts. 'Mmm yes i can already taste there lifeforce, it won't be long before it's all ours.' it replied as she ascended the stairs to the foyer.

Malefic's Cold dark eyes swept the entrance hall, full of acolytes and Knights going off about there business, many of the Acolytes avoided her gaze and moved quicker, Did they mistake her for a Sith Lord?. Such a bone chilling Aura was unnatural for a lowly Apprentice and it was for good reason, she had not yet mastered the force but that didn't shake the fact that Malefic was a Natural born killer. Her hands were already stained with the blood of many before she even took the Dark One into her Flesh which only intensified her lust for Death.

The woman moved swiftly and confidently through the halls, guided by the hand of Fate towards the one who would give her to tools to carve a path of destruction.

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[Arturious Engel]

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Arturious stood in his home his sanctuary, the one place he spent more time than anywhere else. There was a time when he could meditate and practice freely and unhindered in his own private little galaxy. That time had passed long ago. It seemed more and more young acolytes with dark desires in their heart and dreams of grandeur on their mind wandered into his space seeking guidance. Part of him missed the fields of blood and bone. Part of him missed stand side by side with the likes of Tsavong Kraal and Darth Junra laying waste to dragons and men who fancied themselves dragons.

Even before Arturious felt it he had begun to hear the whispers. Whispers of something new, something that had the acolytes stirred up. Most of them felt fear others a ripple of false confidence but still mostly fear. Arturious did not move form his spot in the center of the room. There he remained in his seated position his eyes closed with only the force to keep him company. The feeling grew stronger, the feeling that was causing the whispers through out the walls of the academy. It would seem the source like so many others would come knocking at his door.

The stench of death and pure malice drew closer until he reached his door. Arturious did not open his eyes only speaking for now.

"So you are the one causing all the whispers through the Academy." "I think rather you enjoy causing fear and despair everywhere you go." "Feeding off the high it brings to see man, woman, and child alike scurrying away from your very presence." "You will find none of that in this room child, in here death is not feared but embraced, held close like an old friend not seen in too long."

 

[Malefic]

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The corner of Malefic's blackened lips curve slightly at the comment and tilted her head slightly as she studied the man. "Oh no my dear Sith.. i'd much rather just be Feeding from them, the children have a particular kick to there life force that you just can't get anywhere else." she licks her lips and stalks a circle about the man in the centre of his room before continuing. "..Eventually, i will make all men fear death."

Malefic places herself on her knee's in front of the man, staring at him with her black soulless eyes awaiting for Arturious to rise. "But for now, i need someone to teach me to harness this dark force within so i can go... 'play'... with the other Acolytes.." she let out an unnerving giggle as she scrapes a talon like finger of her glove across the hard flooring. "While i do love feeling the blood flow between my fingers, controlling this dark power within me would make me FAR more proficient at it."

 

[Arturious Engel]

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Arturious does not move or even twitch as she circles him knowing fully well why she was doing it. It was amusing to him the way the dance played out. Hidia, his first, had been waiting outside the academy almost as if she was actively putting off her destiny. Assadar on the other hand was one who seemed to be at odds with his place in the galaxy, his will said one thing but his resolve another. Then there was Ardana who it seemed only wanted to serve to further the goals of another.

This one however was different, this one seemed to only want to play, to play with the lives of everything around her. It was no way to win a war but then Arturious doubted she even cared about what was going on in the Galaxy around her. Arturious slowly opened his eyes looking her over.

"It is rude to play with your food and not all men are capable of fearing death." "Some have come so close to death so many times the only thing they feel when faced with it is to..............."

Arturious opened his arms wide as if to hug something that is not there.

"................. embrace it as if never believing it to be true."

Arturious' mind briefly flashed to his own brushes with death from that first beating as I child through the battles, the heat of the saber slashes, the force of the artillery shrapnel, this sizzle of the beasts breath, the lumbering Leviathan that almost destroyed him and the entire BN of Sith Troopers.

Arturious cocked his head at her.

"Why is it that one who seeks such power, has such disregard for life finds herself kneeling at the feet of another?" "What is your name child, slayer of children, and scourge of all life?"

 

[Malefic]

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Malefic raised a raised a slender brow and stood again, clenching her fist to take a step forward before coming to a halt when the Dark one within her whispered to her mind again. "Easy my dear... this one might just be the key to unlocking all the power i can give you." it's words resonating in her mind and she took a breath before resuming her pacing.

".. and here i thought all men liked having women on there knees." she teased with a slight twitch of her lip, it was a strange thing for her to even considering having a sense of humour but the Dark one's laughter resounded in her head almost made her smile wider.

She turned to look at him after a brief moment to assess the man. "I am Malefic. Will you teach me what i need to know?"

 

[Arturious Engel]

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Arturious watched the woman's reaction to his words noting she was not without some sense of restraint. It was funny to him as her pacing reminded him of himself when faced with the prospects of being trained by the unsith like Alexandra. Part of him wonder what Alexandra was up to and part of him didn't. He mentally shrugged it off.

"The men who like that type of thing usually like to be the one to put a woman there." "Even more so if it comes with a bit of futile resistance on her part."

Arturious watched until she was once again facing him before standing to his feet looking her in the eyes.

"You may call you me Arturious or Lord Engel is you are feeling formal." "I care not either way."

Arturious pauses.

"Well Malefic I will not teach you what you need to know." "I will however teach you what I want you to know." "Only you know what it is you need to learn in order to achieve whatever dastardly little scheme you have cooked up." "Some things I know and other things I don't know either because they do not fit what purpose I choose to have or because there is simply no one here with the knowledge to teach it."

Arturious turns walking towards the back wall continuing to speak as he does.

"This is where I do most of my teaching." "I also have three other young Acolytes that I teach here at the academy." "I would ask only that you not harm them without permission."

Arturious turns facing Malefic again.

"Quite frankly we are at war child, a war on several fronts." "We need every sword and blaster we can spare to fight not only the Jedi but their allies as well." "Fighting wars requires two things." "First soldiers and second fodder to distract the enemy."

Arturious smiles.

"How much of my time you receive for training is up to you." "I am not going to chase you down, you can come daily for training or yearly it matters not to me." "You may stay here until which time you decide to move on or you may follow me into whatever the next battlefield I end up on is."

 

[Malefic]

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Malefic listens intently, tilting her head from side to side as she weighs her options before letting out an unnerving giggle. "Very well, teach me what you will. It will make very little difference in the end. " She keeps the black iris of her eyes locked on the man, they seemed almost soul less..just windows into the abyss.

She taps the scar on her cheek with the razor sharp nail. "But we can make some sort of arrangement, your war will feed me the death i need for my own ends and i will slaughter every soul that stands in the way of your so called control of the galaxy."

Malefic claps her hands together suddenly and tries to smile slightly but found her jaw aching at the prospect. "and i promise not to touch your precious Acolytes.. there's plenty of easier meals out on the planet's surface."

She shrugs and continues. "But I am ready for your training whenever you are."

 

[Arturious Engel]

[member="Malefic"]

Arturious watches as Malefic taps the scar on her face a little curious as to how she got it but doesn't ask especially when she winces at the attempted smile.

"Control is not the goal for me." "At one point it was only survival but after nearly being killed by blasters, bombs, saber strikes, and a pissed off Leviathan the size of a starship the concept of survival is more of a galactic gag."

Arturious pauses.

"I carry a few scars of my own." "Unfortunately I am out of prisoners for you to torture so for the moment force ability is out." "Besides it took me forever to get the smell of blood, vomit, and you don't want to know what else out of the walls and everything else."

Arturious chuckles retrieving one of the many training sabers in the room.

"So how proficient are you with the sword?" "I myself prefer Makashi to combat the Jedi specifically but to each their own."

 

[Malefic]

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Malefic tilts her head slightly at the training sword extending out a hand to the side to draw in on the force to pull the saber from the wall and straight into her hand, she was naturally attuned to the force thanks to the Dark one but anything more advanced then manipulating the force as such would require more.

"What is the purpose of these?" she turned the training saber over in her hand. "Sentient Life learns much quicker when it is fighting for it's very life.. "

She narrowed her eyes slightly at the man, there was no fear here, she doubted she could feel it anymore. "I am proficient enough to get by.. now use your real light saber. Safety is for the weak."

 

[Arturious Engel]

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Arturious laughed as he circled Malefic spinning the training blade around with steady flicks of his wrist.

"The purpose is simple." "You are an Acolyte and thus you will use the weapon of an acolyte." "They cut just fine child and if hit in the right spots you will die young one."

Arturious stopped laughing as his attention focused on her.

"You are not worthy to even see the blade of my saber child much less face it." "It is reserved for those worth killing and you as of yet are worth nothing much less the respect of killing." "I will push you child, slip up and I will beat you." "Fail and you will beg me to kill you."

Arturious shot forward flicking his wrist swinging the blade of his saber at Malefic's neck waisting no more time on words. With his free hand Arturious would strike out at her chest with his fist using the momentum to spin flipping the grip on his saber thrusting towards her stomach spinning yet again carving upwards with the blade in an upside down question mark motion.

 

[Malefic]

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Malefic narrows her eyes at this complete disregard for her and tightens her grip on the sword's handle as the Dark one whispers to her thoughts. "Easy little one.. his time will come."

Brought her blade up just in time to block the initial strike but took the punch directly to the chest, forcing her a step back as she slashed her blade downwards to counter the strike against her stomach. While her chest hurt to no end, pain was a constant companion for her and she merely shrugs it off as she went on the offence.

Malefic brought her blade up in a back handed upper cut movement as she lashed out with a round house kick to the man's knee, bringing her blade in to defend her upper body in case he tried to counter.

 

[Arturious Engel]

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Arturious used the momentum of the blocked strike rotating his shoulder flipping his grip back to normal bring his saber down hard on the attempted upper cut strike pulling his leg up so that the kick landed harmlessly against his shin. Arturous shot forward to force his lead shoulder into her chest reaching to grab the wrist of her saber hand with his free hand pinning it as he brought his foot back down hard aiming for her foot the whole sum of his movements aimed at forcing her off her feet while controlling her saber arm to prevent counter attack.

 

[Malefic]

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Malefic falls backwards with the shove but quickly recovers, placing her hand out behind her to stop her head hitting the ground and flipping backwards as she kicks up her heels across his face before rolling back wrenching her arm free from the man and coming back down gracefully to her feet in a crouched position just out of reach of Arturious's saber.

She took in heavy rage filled breaths as she kept her eyes locked on the ground for a moment when she stood up tall once more, the words of the Sith still ringing in her mind, Not worthy?..A child?. She clenched her teeth and started to draw deep on the energy of the Dark one within until it started to radiate outwards like Black flames arcing over her skin, twisting and swirling in a vortex that surrounded her. 'Stop this at once.. you can't handle it yet, these are powers still beyond you .' The Dark one growled to her mind.

"I don't care anymore, It is your goal, not mine!." she screamed this out loud and the entire room started to quake, causing the various training sabers to shake free of the holders around the room and the one in her hand to suddenly shatter. Her very skin seem to burn with the energy radiating on her skin and she dropped to a knee in the effort of just holding onto her physical form.

 

[Arturious Engel]

[member="Malefic"]

Arturious looks at Malefic as the she screams and the room begins to shake and rattle. Crossing his arm he just watches as she starts to self destruct for a few minutes. Bored and more than annoyed Arturious starts shoot bolts of Lightening at Malefic.

"It seems some one can't handle defeat and wants to throw a temper tantrum breaking my stuff."

Arturious keeps tossing bolts of lightening.

"You are weak and unworthy child." "Come back when you are."

Arturious shoots a sustained burst of lightening with the goal of shocking Malefic until she passes out.

 

[Malefic]

[member="Arturious Engel"]

-Edited-

Malefic collapsed to both knee's and growled under the pain of the Lightning. "I'm not going anywhere." she hissed, her face twitching with effort just to stay awake. "Then show me how to channel my rage."

She brought up her saber to do her best to try and block the onslaught, but it didn't do much. "Either kill me or teach me.. make your damn choice. Right now." she snarls back but refusing to surrender or pass out.

 

[Arturious Engel]

[member="Malefic"]

Arturious moves forward not letting up with the lightening until he was standing inches from her. Releasing the lightening and in a single motion Arturious kicked out to plant Malefic on her back. Then He would take the tip of his saber and press it on to her stomach causing just a little burn but enough to prove the point.

"You are nothing, you are not a monster, you do not strike fear in anyone that matters." "You are what I choose to make you and nothing more." "Remember you only live because I allow it." "One day you may be strong enough to defeat me but today is not that day." "Lesson one complete, congratulations you survive."

Arturious walked away putting the saber back in it's place.

"Clean this mess up and once you are done I will teach you to control what you obviously can't." "Only then will you be able to channel anything."

 

[Malefic]

[member="Arturious Engel"]

Malefic glared daggers at the man as she was kicked onto her back but accepted the lesson, gritting her teeth slightly at the burn before nodding and standing back up to her feet. "Yes my master.." the woman grumbles out she hated the words like she hated him but there was some truth to it, she wasn't ready.

The girl wandered about picking up all the fallen swords and placing them back in there holders and generally straightening up before returning to her kneeling position. "I have completed the task as requested." she clenched her fists and tried to bury her anger for being treated like she was nothing, she would kill them all eventually.. she knew it.

 

[Arturious Engel]

[member="Malefic"]

Arturious watched Malefic until she was finished cleaning up the mess she made.

"To control the force is not different than controlling any other aspect of your being." "You must practice it, you must hone it, you must learn to listen to what the force is trying to tell you, and then you must learn to speak to it."

Arturious paused.

"The easiest way to do that is through meditation." "It is boring and taxing to start off with but it allows you to center yourself." "When I was an Acolyte I meditated four to six hours a day." "Especially right before going to battle."

"So find a comfortable position and close your eyes."

 

[Malefic]

[member="Arturious Engel"]

Malefic took a deep breath and steadied her anger, her hunger and fury as she tried to concentrate and she took a seat as instructed.

The girl nodded and closed her eyes but as she did she found her consciousness being bombarded by the screams and horrific memories that jumped to the front of her mind. She shook her head to try and clear her mind, the side of her lip twitching.

"How do you block out the screaming?..it's there...always there, there blood is on my hands and it won't ever come off, my mind is drowning in it." she muttered before she paused as her thoughts went back to what he said previously.

"You say i'm not a monster.. what manner of creature am i then?, that hungers for death, like a wolf craves the flesh of the sheep." she never actually sat down and thought about these questions before.

 

[Arturious Engel]

[member="Malefic"]

Arturious looked at her with a soft smile at her mutterings.

"You don't." "You let it flow through you, you let it process." "We all have blood on our hands child." "I was only 12 when I nearly died the first time." "I was only 19 when I committed my first murder." "I was killed more men, women, and children then who's names I even knew or bothered to learn."

Arturious paused.

"Death is our nature, it is our way of life." "The nightmares are our quote civilized minds fighting against our basic instincts, our need for survival, our need to feed, our need to reproduce." "Once upon a time I only killed for survival, then I began to develop a taste for it." "Now it does not bother me."