THE UNDEFEATED
Astrian Callus had found something to practice some of his new found abilities which he had discovered due to Master Ike, a group of sith warrior’s had decided it was a good idea to threaten a Master Templar, the White Wolf’s bright yellow eyes danced over the warriors’ corpse as he thought back to how their fight had begun;
The sith warrior’s were stalking a storage crate that belonged to a group of Confederacy Diplomats in the Easter sector of Confederacy Space. The Wolf himself was eyeing them now, he could sense them now but they could not sense himself. He had used the ability known as Force Scattering to spread out his force signature across the landscape like butter on far too much bread. However, he was merely an adept at this ability, as he was with the rest of said abilities. The group of warriors had drawn their blades, however Astrian was wearing light clothing and did not intend on killing them with anything other than his bare hands and their own sabers. He allowed them to draw close, there were at most seven or eight of them. He wasn’t bothered with counting, however they were drawing closer as his thoughts progressed. The first at the head of their horde was the skinny and taller than the rest, Astrian outstretched his hand towards him inflicting the power of force stun upon his enemy, focusing on the muslces and mental state of his enemy he was only able to cause one of the man’s legs to faulter which did the job but not to the extent Astrian had hoped. He used his superior force power to rip the saber from the man’s grip and take it to his own. He activated the red blade and entered a state of force speed, slowing down everything around him he brought about the blade in a 90 degree swing and the group. To their eyes it would be an incredibly fast attack, however to the Wolf it seemed normal and theirs were incredibly slow. The second attacker recieved Astrians attack, he brought up his blade to defend against the attack and his defenses were crushed, when the blade’s collided it sent a shockwave through the man’s arms up to his spine that cracked and shattered bone and punctured organs and muscles, his body leaped backwards on top of the already fallen advesary and he screamed as his arms fell limp as his blade rolled across the ground helplessly.
The group of warriors seemed stunned and only now realising what they were up against, and only then did the Wolf let the smallest of grins crawl upon his face. With the fear on their minds, he took this oppertunity to exercise the ability he had learnt through extensive use of telepathy and a datacron he had requested from Matsu Ike. He baraged one of their minds in particular with the thoughts of what he could do to him and what he would. Even whilst an adept in the ability, his suggestions were incredibly creative and caused the man to stir and disengage from the group, stumbling back a few feat. Then, in the midst of the confusion the Wolf empowered his hands with massive telekenetic energy and unleashed it on the group, sending some off their feet into the air and into walls and others up into the sky and hurdling back down the ground as a bloody mess or a mess of bone and flesh. As the sith warriors were recovering, he used this time to once again practice the stun ability on the fallen sith warrior whom was now pushing his broken comrades body off of his own. This time however, the Wolf was more attuned to the ability and focused once more. This time having more time to prepare the attack. The warrior was gradually taking to his feet when Astrian outstretched his hand and sent a wave of force energy towards the man, he then entered a catatonic state, still and mindless. At least he wouldn’t feel the pain, the Wolf then swiflty cut him down with the saber he had in hand. It felt tiny in his grip however. He inspected those around him, only a few remained. The one whom had endoursed the fear seemed subseptable to mind attacks, this time he would attempt it on a more formidable opponent. He singled out one of them who has of average height and a toned build. The Wolf leaped into his mind, enforcing fear and death upon his mind. “OUT OF MY HEAD!” He yelled, raising his blade and rushing forward towards the Wolf and with that as did the others. These abilities were of note and would be of use to the Wolf in future conflict, but now he would allow the power of force lightning to thrive in his palms and outstretch into the bodies of all the warriors around him, of course they tried to deflect the attack but were all but capable of defending themselves from the deadly onslaught. Their bodies were ovverun with helplessness as the Wolf allowed his telepathic abilities to seep into their minds overrunning their minds with fear and terror and their bodies with incomparable pain. They screamed in pain, agony and confusion. But, he didn’t didn’t do enough damage to kill all of them. The last of them lay in agonising pain. The Wolf stalked his prey, he could feel his life force ebbing away and with that, his thoughts travelled back to the power he had discovered via datacron. The power of force drain, the Wolf outstretched his palm and allowed the beams of light to penetrate his enemies force energy sucking away his remaining life into oblivion.
The Wolf observed in silence as the stench of death could be smelt and felt in the force, he could feel their fear, their helplessness and their lives ebbing away now like water soaked into the sponge that was his well of power.
The sith warrior’s were stalking a storage crate that belonged to a group of Confederacy Diplomats in the Easter sector of Confederacy Space. The Wolf himself was eyeing them now, he could sense them now but they could not sense himself. He had used the ability known as Force Scattering to spread out his force signature across the landscape like butter on far too much bread. However, he was merely an adept at this ability, as he was with the rest of said abilities. The group of warriors had drawn their blades, however Astrian was wearing light clothing and did not intend on killing them with anything other than his bare hands and their own sabers. He allowed them to draw close, there were at most seven or eight of them. He wasn’t bothered with counting, however they were drawing closer as his thoughts progressed. The first at the head of their horde was the skinny and taller than the rest, Astrian outstretched his hand towards him inflicting the power of force stun upon his enemy, focusing on the muslces and mental state of his enemy he was only able to cause one of the man’s legs to faulter which did the job but not to the extent Astrian had hoped. He used his superior force power to rip the saber from the man’s grip and take it to his own. He activated the red blade and entered a state of force speed, slowing down everything around him he brought about the blade in a 90 degree swing and the group. To their eyes it would be an incredibly fast attack, however to the Wolf it seemed normal and theirs were incredibly slow. The second attacker recieved Astrians attack, he brought up his blade to defend against the attack and his defenses were crushed, when the blade’s collided it sent a shockwave through the man’s arms up to his spine that cracked and shattered bone and punctured organs and muscles, his body leaped backwards on top of the already fallen advesary and he screamed as his arms fell limp as his blade rolled across the ground helplessly.
The group of warriors seemed stunned and only now realising what they were up against, and only then did the Wolf let the smallest of grins crawl upon his face. With the fear on their minds, he took this oppertunity to exercise the ability he had learnt through extensive use of telepathy and a datacron he had requested from Matsu Ike. He baraged one of their minds in particular with the thoughts of what he could do to him and what he would. Even whilst an adept in the ability, his suggestions were incredibly creative and caused the man to stir and disengage from the group, stumbling back a few feat. Then, in the midst of the confusion the Wolf empowered his hands with massive telekenetic energy and unleashed it on the group, sending some off their feet into the air and into walls and others up into the sky and hurdling back down the ground as a bloody mess or a mess of bone and flesh. As the sith warriors were recovering, he used this time to once again practice the stun ability on the fallen sith warrior whom was now pushing his broken comrades body off of his own. This time however, the Wolf was more attuned to the ability and focused once more. This time having more time to prepare the attack. The warrior was gradually taking to his feet when Astrian outstretched his hand and sent a wave of force energy towards the man, he then entered a catatonic state, still and mindless. At least he wouldn’t feel the pain, the Wolf then swiflty cut him down with the saber he had in hand. It felt tiny in his grip however. He inspected those around him, only a few remained. The one whom had endoursed the fear seemed subseptable to mind attacks, this time he would attempt it on a more formidable opponent. He singled out one of them who has of average height and a toned build. The Wolf leaped into his mind, enforcing fear and death upon his mind. “OUT OF MY HEAD!” He yelled, raising his blade and rushing forward towards the Wolf and with that as did the others. These abilities were of note and would be of use to the Wolf in future conflict, but now he would allow the power of force lightning to thrive in his palms and outstretch into the bodies of all the warriors around him, of course they tried to deflect the attack but were all but capable of defending themselves from the deadly onslaught. Their bodies were ovverun with helplessness as the Wolf allowed his telepathic abilities to seep into their minds overrunning their minds with fear and terror and their bodies with incomparable pain. They screamed in pain, agony and confusion. But, he didn’t didn’t do enough damage to kill all of them. The last of them lay in agonising pain. The Wolf stalked his prey, he could feel his life force ebbing away and with that, his thoughts travelled back to the power he had discovered via datacron. The power of force drain, the Wolf outstretched his palm and allowed the beams of light to penetrate his enemies force energy sucking away his remaining life into oblivion.
The Wolf observed in silence as the stench of death could be smelt and felt in the force, he could feel their fear, their helplessness and their lives ebbing away now like water soaked into the sponge that was his well of power.
