THE UNDEFEATED
A deep gash digged into the side of Astrian. He gagged on blood in his throat, slowly and steadily making his way through the lower levels of coruscant, he had only recently left the jedi order; and was now alone. He had no one, but his pain kept him awake. It kept him alive, he had no lightsaber. No weapons of any kind, he had been attacked by pirates. One of them had managed to land a large gash in his side, however. He had killed them and taken a blaster. However, he knew more were on the way. His eyes were heavy as he lay in a puddle of mud, water and blood. His body dirty and heavy; he let him mind slip back to his training. Not to his jedi training, no to his sith training. How he was trained to be a survivor. His mind fell into a flashback.
The room was large and open, it was a dark grey and the lighting in the room was humid and it was cold. Very cold. Astrian shivered, he was in nothing more than training gear they had all received when they were brought here. Many had outgrown the gear so they had to stitch it better and make it fit. Astrian was one of these, he was only now remembering.
The power of force lightning. Whenever one of them were punished it was always that power, of course it was a weak version made to stun. It still hurt, Astrian had forgotten so much since then. Including his ambition to learn the powers of the dark side. Mainly force lighting. A power that had been used against himself and his fellow subjects. Astrian remembered its power, how the sith had described its use.
A Jedi sufficiently strong in the Force can be trained to produce a facsimile, but not true Sith lightning, which, unabated, has the power not only to incapacitate or kill, but to physically transform the victim. Force lightning requires strength of a sort only a Sith can command because we accept consequence and reject compassion. To do so requires a thirst for power that is not easily satisfied. The Force tries to resist the callings of ravenous spirits; therefore it must be broken and made a beast of burden. It must be made to answer one's will. But the Force cannot be treated deferentially. In order to summon and use lightning properly, you will someday have to be on the receiving end of its power, as a means of taking the energy inside yourself.
Astrian allowed the force to flow through him. His mind focused on the description of the lightning. He could hear the sounds of mercenaries coming. He didn't have much time, he had to move. Astrian gritted his teeth heavily as he got to his feet, however he could not produce anything right now. He was weak, he held the blaster up. Aiming down the barrel as he awaited the mercenaries. However, as he was wounded his reflexes weren't so good. But a load bang came from the levels above, Astrian fired off the blaster as a few pirates rushed the sewer he was in. A blaster bolt hit one of the pirates in the chest, sendings his body spiralling towards the ground. The few that followed however were too late, Astrian turned on his feet and ran. The blaster bolts flying in his direction, however none hit him. Astrian kept running, none of his traditional force powers could serve him. Other than choke but, he was too dazed for that. An electric shock would do him good.
"Remember, lightning is a dangerous tool." The instructor warned, raising his hand and demonstrating by killing a stormtrooper with a violent blast of sith lightning, it was blue, and it burst violently and engulfed the troopers body. However the lightning twisted and held the body in place. "Let the current of dark energy flow through you, allow it to control you. But, keep an awareness of its directions, allow the energy to escape from you violently, but control its path." Astrian attempted the process but, the stormtrooper in front of him only jumped as a single white spark. However the Instructor raised an eyebrow. "White lightning Subject 8?"
Back to reality, Astrian was still running. He needed to tap into that darker part of himself, he needed to find his old self inside the darkness. He closed his eyes, the mercenaries were approaching and then. It sparked in his hand, and with a violent rage Astrian leapt from his cover, firing a single blast directly in the chest of one of the pirates. His eyes wide open, his body was thrown back as his entire body jerked awkwardly, the blast left a large mark on his chest. However, this exhausted Astrians force power supply but more pirates were coming, he spotted a vent firing the blaster in hand a causing a minor explosion that would hopefully create some debris. Astrian kept pushing onward running from the pirates as he heard shouts from afar. They would be on him soon, then moments later more blaster fired pursued him. Astrian used his augmentations and force speed to keep ahead of the blasts. However, he would need to kill them to escape fully, stopping again. Astrain turned on his heel, unleashing a volley of blaster fire towards the oncoming pirates then, after focussing for a moment another blast of white force lightning. The blast caught another priate in the chest, blood exploded from the pirates mouth. His body plummeted to the ground, a large burning gash left in his chest. This time was different however, it didn't drain him. If felt good, Astrian dropped the blaster, raising his other hand and unleashing another bolt; this time it caught a pirate in the head. His head was burned and his body spasmed in pain as blood exploded from him in a frenzy. Astrian then unleashed another blast and another, battling back the on-coming pirates. Astrian let a smile creep upon his face, this power? The raw intenseness of it? Much better than being a jedi. However, Astrian was running on pure adrenaline and force power. He wasn't even thinking about the burns his hands were receiving. Although it was worth the enjoyment of killing so many. However, there were too many pirates and blasters bolts were reaching him faster than the lightning was reaching them, and with that Astrian was pushed back. Blood gushing from his nose, he fell back on an area attack. Using a wave of force energy to send them back. Then; he ran. Astrian's chest and back were stained with blaster rounds. However, this almost didn't bother him as he was running. The adrenaline was keeping him up. He needed find some way out of these sewers. He was trapped, he could sense pirates coming from nearly all directions. Then he realised their mistake. They were coming to him, they would surround him. They would get up close, that's what he wanted. If he would be able to channel lightning through a wave of force energy, he could use it as it to stun his enemies. Then, Astrian sat down on his knees and closed his eyes, concentrating he allowed the force to flow through his body. Already beginning to generate the wave, the lightning unleashed from his hands violently. Catching with the wave, it was hard to keep it from hurting himself, but many sparks attacked his own body. He was being burnt as the processed continued, and as the wave became more violent as he concentrated. As did the effect of the lightning upon his torn clothing and skin. Then, the pirates came from all three sides. Astrians eyes opened, and he leaped into the center of the three groups, roaring. He unleashed the waves of white lightning in all directions. The group was rather close together. About a metre distance between all of them. Then, when the wave of lightning beat again them all. Astrains force reserve was truly exhausted, however his augments kept him going and he would take full advantage of the pirates disorientation. He leaped forward, beating them savagely. Blood splattered the walls and the sound of bones being broken echoed throughout the halls. Blaster bolts bounced against Astrains chest, but in this fit of rage it didn't matter. There were about nine pirates in total, four on one side, three on another and two on a third. He was a blur of motion as he beat them savagely, he didn't care. He had to work through the pain! He continued his vicious onslaught until he finally beat the final pirates body down like a ragdoll. He scanned the multitude of bodies, their bodies were burnt and their faces were filled with terror. They deserved it, Astrian however did not have time to ponder on such things. He needed to move on before anymore arrived. He needed to receive medical attention and soon.
Moving onwards Astrian found his way out of the Sewers. He smelt bad and most certainly looked bad, and lets not forget just how much pain he was currently feeling. The burning tissue was fresh on his skin, one of his cheekbones was bright red. He gritted his teeth as he kept to the shadows of the streets, however Astrian had learn't something today. Something he wouldn't forget.
The room was large and open, it was a dark grey and the lighting in the room was humid and it was cold. Very cold. Astrian shivered, he was in nothing more than training gear they had all received when they were brought here. Many had outgrown the gear so they had to stitch it better and make it fit. Astrian was one of these, he was only now remembering.
The power of force lightning. Whenever one of them were punished it was always that power, of course it was a weak version made to stun. It still hurt, Astrian had forgotten so much since then. Including his ambition to learn the powers of the dark side. Mainly force lighting. A power that had been used against himself and his fellow subjects. Astrian remembered its power, how the sith had described its use.
A Jedi sufficiently strong in the Force can be trained to produce a facsimile, but not true Sith lightning, which, unabated, has the power not only to incapacitate or kill, but to physically transform the victim. Force lightning requires strength of a sort only a Sith can command because we accept consequence and reject compassion. To do so requires a thirst for power that is not easily satisfied. The Force tries to resist the callings of ravenous spirits; therefore it must be broken and made a beast of burden. It must be made to answer one's will. But the Force cannot be treated deferentially. In order to summon and use lightning properly, you will someday have to be on the receiving end of its power, as a means of taking the energy inside yourself.
Astrian allowed the force to flow through him. His mind focused on the description of the lightning. He could hear the sounds of mercenaries coming. He didn't have much time, he had to move. Astrian gritted his teeth heavily as he got to his feet, however he could not produce anything right now. He was weak, he held the blaster up. Aiming down the barrel as he awaited the mercenaries. However, as he was wounded his reflexes weren't so good. But a load bang came from the levels above, Astrian fired off the blaster as a few pirates rushed the sewer he was in. A blaster bolt hit one of the pirates in the chest, sendings his body spiralling towards the ground. The few that followed however were too late, Astrian turned on his feet and ran. The blaster bolts flying in his direction, however none hit him. Astrian kept running, none of his traditional force powers could serve him. Other than choke but, he was too dazed for that. An electric shock would do him good.
"Remember, lightning is a dangerous tool." The instructor warned, raising his hand and demonstrating by killing a stormtrooper with a violent blast of sith lightning, it was blue, and it burst violently and engulfed the troopers body. However the lightning twisted and held the body in place. "Let the current of dark energy flow through you, allow it to control you. But, keep an awareness of its directions, allow the energy to escape from you violently, but control its path." Astrian attempted the process but, the stormtrooper in front of him only jumped as a single white spark. However the Instructor raised an eyebrow. "White lightning Subject 8?"
Back to reality, Astrian was still running. He needed to tap into that darker part of himself, he needed to find his old self inside the darkness. He closed his eyes, the mercenaries were approaching and then. It sparked in his hand, and with a violent rage Astrian leapt from his cover, firing a single blast directly in the chest of one of the pirates. His eyes wide open, his body was thrown back as his entire body jerked awkwardly, the blast left a large mark on his chest. However, this exhausted Astrians force power supply but more pirates were coming, he spotted a vent firing the blaster in hand a causing a minor explosion that would hopefully create some debris. Astrian kept pushing onward running from the pirates as he heard shouts from afar. They would be on him soon, then moments later more blaster fired pursued him. Astrian used his augmentations and force speed to keep ahead of the blasts. However, he would need to kill them to escape fully, stopping again. Astrain turned on his heel, unleashing a volley of blaster fire towards the oncoming pirates then, after focussing for a moment another blast of white force lightning. The blast caught another priate in the chest, blood exploded from the pirates mouth. His body plummeted to the ground, a large burning gash left in his chest. This time was different however, it didn't drain him. If felt good, Astrian dropped the blaster, raising his other hand and unleashing another bolt; this time it caught a pirate in the head. His head was burned and his body spasmed in pain as blood exploded from him in a frenzy. Astrian then unleashed another blast and another, battling back the on-coming pirates. Astrian let a smile creep upon his face, this power? The raw intenseness of it? Much better than being a jedi. However, Astrian was running on pure adrenaline and force power. He wasn't even thinking about the burns his hands were receiving. Although it was worth the enjoyment of killing so many. However, there were too many pirates and blasters bolts were reaching him faster than the lightning was reaching them, and with that Astrian was pushed back. Blood gushing from his nose, he fell back on an area attack. Using a wave of force energy to send them back. Then; he ran. Astrian's chest and back were stained with blaster rounds. However, this almost didn't bother him as he was running. The adrenaline was keeping him up. He needed find some way out of these sewers. He was trapped, he could sense pirates coming from nearly all directions. Then he realised their mistake. They were coming to him, they would surround him. They would get up close, that's what he wanted. If he would be able to channel lightning through a wave of force energy, he could use it as it to stun his enemies. Then, Astrian sat down on his knees and closed his eyes, concentrating he allowed the force to flow through his body. Already beginning to generate the wave, the lightning unleashed from his hands violently. Catching with the wave, it was hard to keep it from hurting himself, but many sparks attacked his own body. He was being burnt as the processed continued, and as the wave became more violent as he concentrated. As did the effect of the lightning upon his torn clothing and skin. Then, the pirates came from all three sides. Astrians eyes opened, and he leaped into the center of the three groups, roaring. He unleashed the waves of white lightning in all directions. The group was rather close together. About a metre distance between all of them. Then, when the wave of lightning beat again them all. Astrains force reserve was truly exhausted, however his augments kept him going and he would take full advantage of the pirates disorientation. He leaped forward, beating them savagely. Blood splattered the walls and the sound of bones being broken echoed throughout the halls. Blaster bolts bounced against Astrains chest, but in this fit of rage it didn't matter. There were about nine pirates in total, four on one side, three on another and two on a third. He was a blur of motion as he beat them savagely, he didn't care. He had to work through the pain! He continued his vicious onslaught until he finally beat the final pirates body down like a ragdoll. He scanned the multitude of bodies, their bodies were burnt and their faces were filled with terror. They deserved it, Astrian however did not have time to ponder on such things. He needed to move on before anymore arrived. He needed to receive medical attention and soon.
Moving onwards Astrian found his way out of the Sewers. He smelt bad and most certainly looked bad, and lets not forget just how much pain he was currently feeling. The burning tissue was fresh on his skin, one of his cheekbones was bright red. He gritted his teeth as he kept to the shadows of the streets, however Astrian had learn't something today. Something he wouldn't forget.
