Invasion The Liberation of Ossus [Republic vs. Sith Empire]

[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen growled and twirled in the air, landing lightly on his feet, though he kept his daggers on their course towards @[member="Mikhail Shorn"]. As @[member="Karsh Lithern"] apprentice arrived, Vulpesen's blade ignited with a double snap hiss, showing two golden blades with black cores. "I suggest you surrender." He could hear and feel the man's whisper trying to take hold of him, but Vulpesen had withstood the emperors insanity, something that was closer to his nature and thus harder to avoid. If such a technique from a master coould be withstood, then this apprentice would find themselves having even less luck as Vulpesen stood with an unbreakable will.

Walking towards the sith, Vulpesen executed a modified makashi flourish, creating a brilliant display as the two blades whirled through the air. "No one has to die in this battle boy. You are out of your league. I've been in this situation, you cannot win." Every word form his mouth was coated in the force, creating a similar effect as the force whisper. Vulpesen was a merchant by birth, and he had struck many deals with force persuasion, and therefore had plenty of practice int he ability. It didn't matter how good this boy was, Vulpesen would always do what it took to come out fair. Jedi or not, he was willingly to play just as dirty as his opponent.

 

[Lord Ghoul]

Jedi Academy Ruins
@Krag @Joshua DragonsFlame @Paega Anginous @[member="Vulpesen"] @[member="Karsh Lithern"]

Light purged through his body, eliminating the darkness within him like the sun burning away morning's fog. The Dark Side recoiled inside of him, slithering down to the deepest parts of his soul and latching tightly on; but the light seared through all else, erasing all traces of the taint save for those lingering too deep in Mikhail's psyche to burn out. He felt an agonizing pain as it blazed through his midichlorians and for the second time that day, Mikhail screamed. But this was not a scream of anger, but of release. As the Dark Side's taint burnt away like dry grass, Shorn felt a sudden, blissful peace replace the agony. As the light faded, his breath came short. He was not entirely pure, the Dark Side had deep roots into his heart, but the smell of corruption was gone.

He felt as though he was just coming out of a fog of intoxication. The serenity inside him was something foreign. He had not been able to touch such peace in so long.

Then he remembered who had brought him such peace.

Pale eyes opened and stared down at Diana's form, slumped over in the mud. What had he done? His eyes moved to the dagger in his hand. Red rivulets ran down its length, dripping slowly from the end. Then at once a sense of danger rolled over Mikhail. He felt another presence, full of light, racing toward him.

A tortured gaze turned on Vulpesen. Daggers glanced off of Shorn's phrik and duraplast chestplate with the sharp ring of metal on metal. Shorn saw the incoming saberstaff blow. Angrily, Mikhail raised his hand.

"No!" He commanded.

A wave of telekinetic energy erupted from his open palm, aiming to slap Vulpesen away.

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

@[member="Cameron Centurion"]

A wave of force energy washed over the group of sith and jedi that were currently fighting. Meta, in instinct. Brought his blade down, stabbing deep into the ground. Not allowing his battered form to succumb to the sheer power of the darkside. Meta clinged onto the blade as it inched towards him, scorching through the ground. His teeth shook in his mouth, accidentally biting his tongue. He gritted his teeth, taking a look to find the sith who had unleashed this elemental fury upon them. Meta's eyes darted up to see a tall toned black male, rage sieged Meta's force energy. The darkside like an angry mob hungry for not food but power.

After what felt like a tsunami, Meta had risen. Green blade shimmering in the light, he took the advantage of the sith's distraction and helped @[member="Daella Apparine"] back to her feet.

 

[Darc Xavior Talus]

Few of the shards had hit him but with the Force came a dark aura that repelled the rest of the stragglers. Time began to slow again as after images of Darc zoomed and fanned behind him. Now he was face to face with the Emperor.

"I pity you because you do not understand. There is no place I could be than my own world."

With an immense burst of the Force, Darc pushed the Emperor and Force crushed his neck; holding him over the edge of the cliff.

"Now, my lord, tell your men to stand down. I can destroy you with little effort, but I do not desire to do so. Leave this system for the sake of your people."

The dark torrent remained passively around the ancient as he waited for the Emperor's response.

@[member="Kaine Zambrano"]

 

[Darth Carnifex]

Kaine smiled as his airways became constricted, but he didn't need air. He had learned the art of breath control, and he already had a sufficient amount of air locked away within his lungs that could supply him for quite awhile. He made no move to struggle against the dark force that acted against him, but instead embraced it. Meanwhile; behind Darc the Ethereal Slaves re-emerged from the shadows, one of them suddenly leaping forth with claws extended to attack Darc while his back was turned. In that moment, Kaine counteracted with his own telekinetic power against Darc's to break the hold he had over his throat, causing the Emperor to plummet off the side of the cliff down towards the ruined rubble below. As he fell he would use the force to slow his descent, making the impact to the ground much softer than it would have otherwise.

@[member="Darc Xavior Talus"]

 

[Darc Xavior Talus]

On top of a cliff; Emperor escapes Darc again

The Emperor resisted Darc in response and plummeted down the cliff. Darc could sense the sudden change of flow of the Force as the shadow slave came pouncing from behind. He quickly sidestepped and swung around his saber to strike the oncoming creature that passed him. He brought his other free hand to Force push the creature off the edge of the cliff to encourage his forward momentum he had gained when he tried to pounce him. Darc walked to the edge and disengaged his emerald blade; looking down at the Emperor slow falling and landing with ease. The darkness around him subsided as he turned the opposite way of the cliff to join the other Jedi gathered.

@[member="Kaine Zambrano"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

She paused for a moment and sighed, deactivating her sabers not that all those in the area had gone but her and the Jedi. She spoke with a light voice as she walked towards him with the force energy still built up around her hands incase she needed to use it for a Force Push. "Just surrender Jedi, im not going to fight you. Your weak, wounded, and i saw what the other one did to you. So surrender now, and i wont have to cripple you which i in the first place would hate to do, much less to an already wounded enemy. @[member="Yasuo"]

 

[Paige Argous]

Disregard this post

 

[Atlas Kane]

The young man was surprised that the Sith didn't attack him at the first opportunity she got. It was something new for him to see a Sith that didn't attack a Jedi as soon as they saw the Jedi, or any person that isn't Sith. He wasn't too keen on fighting either, after all, he was still heavily wounded and his leg would have, without a doubt, been his down fall. He decided it would be best to relax a bit and return to a stance in which his leg wouldn't hurt so much, but in which he would also be ready for any attacks. After all, Sith are masters of deception and this one could just be deceiving the young Jedi with promises of a peaceful outcome of their meeting. Her comment about him being weak hurt his pride a bit, but he couldn't do anything about it, since, at the moment at least, it was true. ''Tell me, why don't you just kill me? Why do you waste your time talking to me?''

@[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"]

 

[Soeht]

GREAT JEDI LIBRARY

As other began to get up, Daella looked around for other signs of life. She spotted @[member="Kiskla Grayson"] nearby about to engage @[member="Cameron Centurion"]. Then, she looked toward the hill that @[member="Darc Xavior Talus"] and @[member="Kaine Zambrano"] had fought on.

When @[member="Iella E`ron"] walked up, Daella gave the fellow Jedi her attention and listened to her suggestion. She took less than a second to make a decision and reignite her lightsaber.

Turning to the entourage that had stuck by her, Daella confidently commanded, “Those that are still able, follow!”

The battle continued around them as Daella began to walk toward the hill. At that moment, Kaine came down the clifside of the hill - which happened to face the rubble of the destroyed Library. Once Daella noticed this, she picked up her pace.

If @[member="Darc Xavior Talus"] could keep the Emperor from fleeing further, a great amount of Jedi would have the chance to catch up and corner Kaine.

Spoiler

@[member="Eenes Kokad"], @[member="Tyr-Kyr Magnus"], @[member="Iella E`ron"], @[member="Hawk Solo"], @[member="Florin Armetta"], @[member="Saki"], @[member="Meta "], @[member="Yusan Fenn"]

 

[Vulpesen]

(OOC: I have been both force pushed and tackled. Unless you want to break @[member="Karsh Lithern"]'s bones, I suggest you do something about that. @[member="Paega Anginous"], I suggest you edit to join us in the pit if you really want to fight me.)

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

"Because, i dont want to bloody my hands and get myself trapped because i was stupid enough to stand around and fight a Jedi i know i will beat and for the said Jedi's friends to return and take me prisoner. Dont pat yourself on the back for worrying me, i know you cant even scratch me in that condition and you know it too." She walked by him and if not stopped would pat his shoulder as she did so. "Now, how about you return to your temple and go get healed gimp, before someone reopens that wound on your leg and you bleed out or die of infection." She stopped and turned sharply, facing him again on the opposite side of the area now. @[member="Yasuo"]

 

[Atlas Kane]

The Sith was bold, coming so close to an enemy even though he could attack you any second. She earned Yasuo's respect by doing that, even if it was just because she thought he was completely defenseless. ''You could have just attacked me with both of your sabers. I would have been a quick kill then, but you didn't and being afraid of getting captured is no excuse either. You could have just used the Force to cripple me even more and then ran away, but you didn't do that as well. So does that mean you are not really Sith and that maybe there could still be good in you?'' He was now interested to know about that strange Sith. He had not faced many of them before, but from what he heard, they usually attack a Jedi as soon as they see him or at least they try to attack him and don't waste their time on talking to them.

@[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Meta followed @[member="Daella Apparine"], placing himself beside Daella he looked down on Darc and the Emperor falling to the ground. "We can't let him escape!" Meta howled. His blade clenched in his hand, ready to launch into the fight. @[member="Darc Xavior Talus"] was new to Meta, he had never seen him fight before. But, the emperor running from him was definitely a good first impression.

 

[Lord Ghoul]

OUTER RUINS
@[member="Daella Apparine"] @[member="Kaine Zambrano"] @[member="Darc Xavior Talus"] @[member="Vulpesen"]

Stumbling away from the fight in the pit, Shorn sloshed through the mud and rain, wandering aimlessly. He clutched his side, blood still spilling from between his fingers. It trickled down his armor, mixing with the grime. He felt so lost.

Power surged nearby, a colossal contention between dark and light. Shorn squinted up at the cliff rising before him, peering through the rain to see a figure plummet from the top, falling to the ground with an impact too light to be naturally. Another figure leaped after the first. Mikhail moved forward, sensing the presence of Kaine, the new Emperor.

He pushed through green undergrowth and avoided the firefights that raged around in little pockets of resistance as Empire and Republic struggled for control of Ossus. Slowly, he made his way toward the Emperor, a man who he had once called his friend. Now... now he didn't seem to know anything anymore. He moved impulsively, drawn, as he had always been, toward the fight.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra thought over the mans words for a moment, studying him for but a moment longer before. "Good is percievable depending upon the user of the term. As for being a Sith i was otherwise forced to be such and even now stand before you with the only tie to them being my life that they spared. I owe them a debt of life for sparing mine." @[member="Yasuo"]

 

[Atlas Kane]

So she wasn't a Sith after all. It should have been obvious from the beginning, but Yasuo hadn't been sure about it. He had never really faced many Sith before and he certainly didn't face any Sith that weren't like the typical stereotypical Sith all the other Jedi had told him about. He was glad that this person wasn't a Sith and in Yasuo's opinion she would make a great Jedi. Maybe he could try and turn her to the Light Side of the Force? He didn't know how the chances were to turn her, but he decided to do it anyways. The worst case scenario would just be them engaging in a fight, while the best case scenario would be a new addition to the Jedi Order. ''A life debt to the Sith?'' He had to chuckle a bit ''The Sith know nothing of honor and a life debt is a matter of honor. That Sith must have been an unusual one or he was no Sith, but a Dark Jedi. Either way, he was no real Sith and that's what is important. A real Sith would have just killed you for being weak back then, because they do not know what honor is and they never show mercy. Also I'm not implying that you are still weak, after all I haven't fought you and I don't intend to and if you think about it the person who spared you wasn't really Sith they were more like a Dark Jedi, which would mean you don't owe the Sith anything.''

 

[Marek S'hadar]

Screw it. The one with giant pink breasts wasn't going to fight. Marching into the temple, his eyes were narrowed, , this wasn't revenge, this wasn't personal, this was justice. At least that was what he told himself. Pulling his saber to his hand and flipping it into a reverse grip, he marched through rubble and corpses to the site where @[member="Mikhail Shorn"] stumbled forward. He didn't say a word, only ignited the saber, the light blue blade stretching back so it peeked over his shoulder. He'd waited for this far too long.

He could've lashed out and attacked Shorn when he had his back turned, but that was something Shorn one do, and he was better than that. Years he'd waited, remembering the pain caused to him, the fire of vengeance lit inside the bas of the young boy's very should, one that had followed him through light and dark, thick and thin, it had remained. This was fate.

Marek pulled back his hood, letting the rain pat against his head as he stood in silence, watching shorn, his boots coated in the mud of the world now after having being sloshed through it. He wanted to say so many things, tell him it was over, talk big, but that was pointless, Shorn wasn't affected by such small things. And just like 'mom' had told him, actions spoke louder than words.

 

[Darth Carnifex]

Kaine looked upward and watched Darc turn away from the cliff, off to rejoin his compatriots instead of giving chase. However; he could feel the signatures of other Jedi closing in on his location, but he also felt an extremely familiar presence of an old friend. Mikhail... Kaine thought absently, before gathering his strength and racing towards the slow moving Mikhail Shorn, appearing as a darkened blur upon the horizon. Kaine called out to him as he neared, "Mikhail! You're a sight for sore eyes, old friend. I had not expected you being here." Kaine sensed the Thronerbreaker was hurt, obvious blood pooling out from his injured side. Kaine reached out with his gauntlet hand to touch Mikhail's shoulder, suddenly flooding him with Dark Side energy to try and replenish his strength, he didn't know if it would heal his wounds, but if it did that'd be a bonus.

"Gather your strength, for the Champions of 'Justice' are coming..."

@[member="Mikhail Shorn"]

 

[Darc Xavior Talus]

End Game

As he reached the other end of the cliff, he overlooked at the battlefield. The sky rained with fire and the infantries scattered about exchanging gunfire. Darc stopped and stood thoughtfully. He recalled his foresight of the battle that he had foreseen. He sensed the end game drawing near. Instead, he turned slowly and looked to the cliff once more. The shi'ido shape shifted his wings and dashed toward the cliff. The ancient leaped off the cliff into a front flip igniting his emerald blade; opening his wingspan. With Force aided velocity, the old shi'ido came down above the two Sith; summoning an electrical Force barrier. The intention was not necessarily to aim at them but to the ground. A tremor of the Force began to reverberate from the ground below the Sith. A precise hit was aimed and calculated.

@[member="Kaine Zambrano"] @[member="Mikhail Shorn"] @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] @[member="Daella Apparine"] @[member="Meta "]@[member="Yasuo"] @Kiskla Grayson @[member="Vulpesen"] @Iella E`ron