The Fire of The Dark Side

[Adron Malvern]

The cold had always been a feeling that Adron welcomed, more so than a hot meal or a nice bath. The courtyard to his manor had been outfitted for the evening to serve as his personal training yard. However, the Count was not alone in the space as he normally was, he had been joined by a squad of his Security Officers. Through out the morning and into the late afternoon they had served as sparring partners for the young Jedi. Though not the best they each had considerable hand-to-hand combat training that made for a good fight.

"Who's next?" The Count challenged, glancing around the guards who seemed less than enthusiastic to challenge their ward.

"I'll have a go, my lord..." A metallic voice called out from the group, pushing his way to the front. Kon, Adron's Rodian security Captain was possibly the exception to the mediocrity that passed for combat training among the group.

In Adron's palm rested a metal staff, barely over a meter in length. "You sure about this old man? I'm not a kid anymore." The Rodian could not help but let out an amused snort before pulling his patrol cap from it's place on his head. "Maybe not, but I'm not as old as you think either."

Kon approached a nearby weapons rack, taking one of the training staves from it's hold before turning to Adron. With a quick flourish of the blunt weapon he took up a defensive form that mirrored Adron's own Makashi stance.

"May the best man win." Adron said, before rolling his staff around in his hand. Immediately he stepped forward, bringing his staff towards Kon in a probing jab to his chest. The movement was immediately countered when his opponent flicked his wrist down, forcing the staff to swiftly swat away Adron's attack.

An uproar came from the crowd as they cheered on the two combatants. Adron paid it no attention, smirking when Kon came forward with a swipe aimed for Adron's shoulder. He quickly swung his staff around his shoulder, blocking the attack and locking weapons with the Rodian.

What began as good fun had somehow forced Adron's mind into a true sense of battle, as if loss would mean failure, and failure would mean death. Adron shot his left hand out, sending a kinetic wave of the force towards Kon as he let out a yell, contorted in fear and anger. The Rodian flew back into the weapons rack, a loud crash echoing as he did.

As Adron's mind returned to himself he realized his mind had somehow drifted into a dark place, a place he had often avoided, but now it was becoming harder and harder. "I..." He said, watching as Kon struggled to get to his feet. The crowd had turned from a cheery uproar to a stoned silence as they watched the scene in a mixture of confusion and shock. "Kon...I'm sorry I..I didn't control-."

"It's fine, it's fine. Don't think that means you won though." Once the Captain had recovered Adron noticed one of the vibroblades had pierced through his jacket and slit the side of his arm, forcing a great amount of blood to flow from him. "Kon, you....Everyone leave." Adron commanded, his eyes turning from Kon as he made his way to the center of the courtyard.

"My lord." Kon started, yet the Count seemed to be having none of it. "Dismissed, Captain. Get your arm tended to..."

A moment of silence passed between them before Kon finally followed the others back inside of the manor. Adron sat in the snow underneath him, staring at the ground that had been stained with his closest friend's blood.

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[Anya Malvern]

Anya was not outside, however she was busy looking over things within the warm place of her office, the cold was something she used to strength her body to resist the cold while using pyrokinesis...however she enjoyed the view that she'd be greeted with each time she woke up and looked outside

Idly tapping on the screen of the data pad she hummed to herself, something about the business she had been put to oversee, seemed that they were growing a bit and got more customers as of yesterday. However she froze a tremor in the force had hit her, her eyes shot up looking in the direction of it and she pailed. Immediately she stood and ran out of the room heading down the hall drawing her saber, she slowed down seeing the guards coming in mumbling about something

Then she saw the captain with a nasty cut on his arm, she catious made her way outside front the cold air wash over her, she glanced around seeing the blood lying by the now damaged weapon rack hen glanced to adron, she slowly approached as she crouched beside him and spoke in a manner that was urgent and demanding almost...with worry

adron...what has happened...why is the captain bleeding

She said calming herself as she gebtly put a hand on his shoulder

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[Adron Malvern]

His focus on the ground beneath him, Adron did not immediately respond to Anya's question. A moment passed and his ran a hand through his hair, parting it from his face. "I...can't control myself anymore." He finally stated.

Pulling his hands into tight fists he stared at the blood stained snow a few meters away. "Every time I fight....my mind starts racing and I just....unhinge. My emotions wash over me and I become a little more powerful. I hadn't paid it any mind lately because I saw it as an asset." He turned from the sight of the blood before tapping his temple with a long drawn out sigh. "But now...I hurt Nuana because I couldn't control myself."

Pulling himself from Anya, Adron rose to his full height, still tapping his temple, though now he was doing so with the palm of his hand. "How could I be so stupid?!"

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[Anya Malvern]

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She listened to him, she was beyond worried as she listened to him. She herself didn't want to admit what she had been seeing in the force but she needed to now admit what she had been observing

When he stood and forced himself away she looked at him and took a breath in as she came up again and walked to be in front of him

adron...i hate to say this but...the dark side of the force is corrupting you....ans without jedi training you can't handle the impulses that cone with it

She said as she started walking around him more in a away to help herself think then anything

take note of the incident aboard your ship, my emotions came over me and I attacked that woman

She said as she stopped in front of him with a sad look

I must..teach you how to do tell your anger and direct it...or like a forest fire it will ran rampant

 

[Adron Malvern]

Never in Adron's life did he believe it would be his emotions to outdo him. He had always been calm and collected even in the most strenuous of moments. To hear that his discipline was so weak was a small wound to the Count's pride. He glanced over to Anya, taking comfort in the fact it was at least someone close to him telling him such a revelation. "You believe the Dark Side is corrupting me?" He questioned, making his way over to the nearby weapons rack.

Stepping over the stain of blood embedded into the snow Adron shoved his boot over the area again and again until the white snow had taken over the crimson stain. "Ok...Teach me how to direct my anger. So it will be my enemies who have to fear it, and not my friends."

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[Anya Malvern]

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She was shocked, she hasn't expected someone under stress like him to be so...calm. However she nodded yo confirm his words as she watched shin walk to the weapon rack, she saw the blood and shivered knowing that him causing that was a blow to him

She walked over slowly to him as she put a hand on his shoulder and nodded

I'll teach you adron....first just call down

She said as she gently hugged him

 

[Adron Malvern]

When Adron felt Anya's touch it became far more easier to calm himself down. He took her hand into his before running a hand through his hair. "I need to control my abilities or they are no good to me." He stated.

After kissing the backside of Anya's hand Adron leaned down to pick the weapons rack back up. "My Father was my Master, when he died my Jedi training was nearly complete for me to become a Knight. But I needed more....knowledge. He didn't believe in the traditional ways of the Jedi and I never got a chance to expand on it with him."

"I didn't take another Master, I guess pride or I had grown accustomed to learning on my own. But I guess it's time i learn from you, hmm?" He said, placing the weapons back on the rack.

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[Anya Malvern]

She nodded as she simply rubbed his shoulders knowing that was calming him as she listened to him, she moved when he started picking stuff and helped him as she sighed and nodded

my master was brutal, however he was wise, he taught me the dark side wasnt to be worshipped
You must not let it control you

She said and looked to him

just take a seat ok
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[Adron Malvern]

Adron listened to Anya, taking her words to heart as she offered her lesson. Adron moved away from the rack and found a part of the ground that was not so filled with snow, finding a seat he exhaled before running a hand through his hair. "What is the Dark Side?" He asked, a naive question but one that had purpose.

"To you, I mean, what is the Dark Side to someone who knows how to use it?" Adron asked.

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[Anya Malvern]

She cleared a spot biting the snow away as she sat down and sighed, she mulled his question over inside her head...what was the darkside to her? For her it had been power a way to move up from being nothing

the darkside is something that empowers me, it gives me the ability to protect myself and those I care for...to allow myself straight yo move away from being weak

 

[Adron Malvern]

The Dark Side had always been something to be wary of for Adron. Something to fear that would one day consume everything he was. "So how do I control it?" He questioned.

As Adron advanced and grew more powerful he always found himself seeking ways to improve his power and deliver him to victory. So in some ways it is no surprise the young Count would turn to darkness in place of light.

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[Anya Malvern]

She thought for a moment, then she looked to him as she stood and walked around him thinking again and speaking

what you do, is strengthen yourself. When your fighting a enemy you think only one Thing..takimg them down

She stopped in front of him motioning to rise

the things that cause you to feel the dark, you must take them and hide them from your thoughts, and when you need them...use them...

 

[Adron Malvern]

When Anya gave the motion to rise Adron did such, smiling at her before finally speaking his thoughts. "If my opponent is you it will be hard to visualize something I don't like...when you're everything I do." He said.


"How do I use these thoughts?" He questioned, still not entirely understanding the basic concept of using his ideas and emotions in such a manner. The training was in starch contrast compared to the Jedi training he had growing up, where discipline was key as opposed to situational measuring.

"When will I know to unleash it?" Again, he questioned.

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[Anya Malvern]

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She couldn't help.but bow her head and looked away with a light blush, however it did get her mind thinking a bit as she looked up with a bright smile

you won't worry about me being your opponent...in fact...you find im both your strneght and weakness

She seemed to ignore his next question before she turned as if listening and nodded with a sigh as she looked back to adron, this young man had the mind of someone even older then herself however he now had a power he coudlnt control...she needed to set a example

unfortunately I must get to doing a few things, but when you release it...for example is when someone close to you gets hurt or is in your way of the goal you've set...now we should head in yes?

She turned and pulled a pad out, she started walking towards the house as she smirked completing a few things and entered the place

 

[Adron Malvern]

Adron had not known Anya to be so curt in a discussion before. But when she suggested that they head in he simply nodded before rubbing the back of his shoulder. "I suppose I could use a shower anyway." He said, raising his arms and smelling the days work compounded into a not so lovely aroma. "Or three." He completed.

The Count made his way inside and stepped beside Anya, giving her a soft kiss on the cheek while resting his hand on her hip. "Thank you Anya."

Adron made his way over to the kitchen, feeling a glass of water would be exactly what he could use right about now.

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[Anya Malvern]

She played and held her nose and waved a hand in front of her face however couldn't hold nack the buck smirk on her face and giggles

three? Man your going minimal

However despite the smell she gave a smile feeling the kiss and his touch as she nodded ans turned to kiss his cheek back, she watched him walk away as she looked to the pad she had, it was a personal she had always kept

A hitman was coming, she figured a...indirect lesson was in order, it fekt sorta wromg but she found this the best way to guve a example of using your anger...knowimg when to release it

So as he went to the shower anya simply roamed typing away at a business pad humming quietly to herself, she felt a presence coming close and decided to move...closer to the showers hoping that adron would be done
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[Adron Malvern]

After getting a bit of a refreshment Adron made his way his room to take a nice hot shower. The water ran over his skin, washing off the small layer of sweat that the man had pooled onto his skin. Tapping the water valve, Adron exhaled as the water shut off, making his way out of the shower. "That's better." He said, pulling a towel over his hair to rid it of the water pooling into his hair. Unlike normal, Adron's hair hung over his face in a wet mass, causing it to nearly cover his face.

Adron glanced down at a pair of scissors, which he usually trimmed his hair with, but this time he left them where they were. "Maybe I'll grow it out a bit." Running a hand over his chin he felt the massing of stubble that was beginning to form a small beard.

"Guess I'll go hairy for a bit." He turned out of the shower, making his way to his closet. After finding a pair of black jeans and some matching socks, Adron stepped out of his room, still trying to dry the rest of his hair.

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[Anya Malvern]

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The presence grew closer, a man in a cloak and a mask approached behind anya. He wasn't sneaking up she could feel him all part of the act she would be putting on

Suddenly he grabbed her from behind, she let a loud scream but that was silenced quickly, she started fighting back making as much noise as possible as he startwd to roughly pull her away, her dorce signature wpuld flare wnough for adron to hopefully notice

 

[Adron Malvern]

A soft hum escaped Adron as he made his way down the hall. The day had been a long one but finally The Count was recovering from the mess that had happened earlier. "I should go and check on Kon." He pointed out, however his steps fell to a halt as The Force washed over him like a wave of negative energy. "What the-"

"Anya." He said, finally realizing what his sense were warning him of. Adron dropped the towel that was in his hand, sprinting down the hall as the ruckus in the nearby corridor ensued.

He found himself staring at a scene that brought him more anger than he thought was possible. "What the hell?! Let go of her you bastard." Instinctively Adron reached for his lightsaber on his waist, however his hand found only the side of his pants. He had left the weapon in it's case in his room, feeling no reason to take it with him through out the manor.

"Who are you? What do you want?" The Count questioned, balling his hand into a fist as he spoke.

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[Anya Malvern]

[member="Adron Malvern"]

The man. From the looks at least he seemed man, quickly looked at him and pulled anya closer arm around her neck and a blaster pointed right for her head at point blank range. The voice that came out suggested zabrack

this missy? Sorry no can do chump....ive been ordered to bring her in for a sizable payment I just can't say no towards

Anya looked towards adron eyes pleading for help, all he had to do was direct his anger towards the hunter and use the force to...do as he wished