Darth Razgriz walked the outside of the Citadel
for hours, examining his grand compound. Deep down, thoughts had arisen that he
did not want. Doubts surfaced, yet he quells them easily in his mind, yet does
not forget them. That is when he noticed Ronin. He slowly walked up to him and
spoke."Sky informed that that you would be here soon. I am going to lead
you through the Darkness, and prepare you for your destiny, Knight. When you
are ready to descend into Darkness, come to the Fields. I will be ready for you
there. Take your time, my friend."Afterwards, Anubis nods to the Knight,
and walks into the Main Entrance.
·
To which as he walks along the place trying to
look for her when out of the blue. His sense picks up a presence approach him.
To which being out of his element and face with this stranger. Who he had met
passing in both Kashyyk and Ruusan. He didn’t quite know him well enough to
even begin to trust him yet that is. So eyeing him with much suspicion and
uncertainty, as would either a Massif of Tattoine or a Boar-wolf/Borra of
Endor. Would eye a being that ever so unfortunately cross it path. He couldn’t
help but stand his ground and just look at the stranger silently. As his heart
still felt somewhat divided being that the faint part of him. That lingered
still that stills held on the Jedi ideals. He had once been taught to believe
in wanted to rush over. To confront him whom he remembers as being called
Anubis. As he was suppose to be viewed as and know to be as the enemy. Yet
still there was part of him that had been awaken in his return to Master Sky.
Back in Kashyyk that thought and view him otherwise that in a moment notices.
When he uttered her name to him and began to speak."Sky informed that that
you would be here soon. I am going to lead you through the Darkness, and
prepare you for your destiny, Knight. When you are ready to descend into
Darkness, come to the Fields. I will be ready for you there. Take your time, my
friend."To which he turns to face the stranger and glancing around to the
side. In anticipation of shadows in his darkness. That would all but come for
him as it had been in his youth .One of the unsettling fear that had now come
forth. With his emotion left unbounded and un suppressed after all this years.
Of keeping them both bounded and hidden in the recesses. Of his mind and heart
for so long now let loose that left him unsure. That he then turns to face him
again and hearing the voices in his head. Slowly buzz thru his head again he
relents and silences the voice that was his fathers. As at that moment all he
felt for him was anger anger that he had left him so. Alone and broken those
early years of his life bearing his legacy. That has seemed for once brought
him nothing but pain and loss. He then began to think of that brief moment in
the early part of his training. Being with Master Sky, having her to speak to
and teach him of thing about himself. He had never thought anyone could
understand and then Master Retsam parting word to him in Ruusan. Forget Sky,
she is not whom she tells you she is. She failed you not the other way around.
She failed the whole galaxy she made the Brotherhood to turn Jedi against one
another. Leave and tell warn the Brotherhood of her trickery and get them to
amend their ways. To which even now didn’t quite quell the anger he felt in
hearing those word. As in him mind he began to think.
Forget her? How
could I? She has been the only one that understood me and more that a mentor,
friend and ally I had for so long. No if this is what she asks of me to work
with this stranger...Anubis even though. Then I will try and prove to her that
my commitment to her is true.
As If all things
failed there was nothing left for him to go back to? Not to say the least I
fate wish him to live it would and if not. He felt by then he will face it head
on and not succumb to it without a fight. As had his father in his memory of
his final days. Now burned and resurfaced in his memory as had most of his
memory so far. To which he then look back to Anubis and reply. No I need no time
would go to this field you speak of. As she knows me not to fear nor back off
because of it. I do what can and must always
·
The Dark Master walked through the Gardens; it
had not been long since he had left Ronin. He was still in much turbulence. He
had once been Sky's Apprentice. That alone was not a reason for him to be
living. The fact that Sky brought him to Ziost was borderline unacceptable. He
had not devoted himself to the Regnum, he was still in turmoil If he rejected
the Darkness, he could easily signal the Jedi, and then his secret base that he
had worked so hard to keep secret would be exposed. The Jedi would attack in
full force. He had yet been convinced this man was worth the risk. He agreed to
train him, but he was not in this for the training, but for the chance to abuse
a former Jedi. Ronin would learn to be loyal to him, even if it meant taking him
to the limits of Death.
·
So it seems as Anubis left him alone and walks
away from him. As he was about to take his first few tentative steps to follow.
Did a sudden surge of images and feeling flood his mind. That he paused for a
moment from where he stood and lifted a hand to his head. And as he did so when
the jumbled and incoherent words and images. Slowly seem to slow down its pace.
Not enough but close for him to grasp some of them long enough to make. Some
sense of them, as it led to see himself back in the lab. Strap down, with tubes
and monitors hooked to him he tried to break free but couldn’t. As looking
ahead it seems he was in some sort of liquid cell. Immersed all the way to his
head in some odd looking solution. Before him was one being, face obscured by a
medical mask he looked at him once. Before picking up a data pad and going over
the monitors jolting down notes. Then from somewhere came a voice, speaking
sinister and raspy tone...Seem to have been my luck. Picking up this runt. In any
case subject’s internal and external composition check out. He’s gonna be a
good match resilient, young and of just the right type. He would hopefully fare
better that the others. He then as suddenly as it came so did it leave him and
in doing so. Left him with even more questions about himself that he did not
have answers for. That It didn’t help quell his anger and frustration growing
within at the moment. And yet fuel by this he began to move forward to where
Anubis went. Seeing him standing there in the garden he had hope to make this
work. Or he will die trying seeing there was no other way for him. Having lost
the trust of his former companion in the Brotherhood as a result of his action.
He knew well that there was no going back for him now. As in any case he didn’t
even have any idea where he was anyway. As all the while he made his way here
his mind was in such turmoil. That he could not make head or tails as how he
got here in the first place. Only thing he knew was he left Kashyyk and by some
invisible force. He works the control easily enough next thing he knew. He was
in orbit over some planet. He lands and finds Anubis.
·
The Fields of Blood. Here, Death has trained
many young hopefuls into the feared and respected Sith Knight. Today would be a
challenge for him. He took the task of reprogramming a fallen Jedi Knight, and breaks
him into his service. This task well suited the Dark Master, as both the Leader
of the Regnum, and a Sith Master. He stood as he was accustomed. Bare chested in
the center of the fields, head lowered and eyes closed. Listening to the sounds
of the Darkness around him, and the winds that swept the fields. Here he waited
for his charge to arrive...
·
To which after a brief stop by the doorway it
seem. His eyes wander and took in the sight as he passes and made his way to
this Garden he spoke of? As to which as he step forward vision and images came
to mind. Of something within that remembered yet have not as something about
this person. However way he looks at it seems to trigger something within him.
As it were the images and such that had started to plague him. Overnice he step
foot in Korriban, then seen the carnage of Yavin and now. In this place Images
came to mind faint and unclear. Of a battle, of men falling, of 4 shadows in
the distance then it fell into two. The pit stops as fast as it came to him.
And so alone he began to move ahead into the field where he saw him there.
Standing alone, his back to him and head lowered as if listening so something.
He himself did not know of or hear of yet he cautiously approaches him.
·
Standing a mere foot from him he stops and
waited. Looking at him intently and unsure, seeing that from as much as he had
know. This was not what he had know a Sith to be. Nor it seems from what he
seen so far that he could not deny. Some doubt about both side Sith and Jedi
form. That for a moment he stood they’re silently but never letting his guard
down for one moment. As it were friend, foe or ally he was never one to think
otherwise.
·
Ronin, He felt the Fallen Knight approaching,
his once powerful aura of Light now broken down into shades of grey. In
time...the Darkness would consume him, and empower him. How painful the
transition was depended on him. He could do it the easy way...and less pain or
he could resist and endure pain beyond imagination. He turned slowly; his hands
which now hung at his side pulsed with the power of Sith Lightning. He stood
there, staring Ronin down with his cold amber eyes for a minute or two.
Finally, he closed his hands, and snuffed the electric energy. Now, he just
stared into Ronin's soul. Searching for the dark signature that resided deep
within him...searching his mind to break him into the service of Death. Then,
he would be must stronger, once the chains of the Jedi were broken then Ronin
would rise."Before I begin to show you the power of the Darkside...you
must pledge loyalty to me. To my Citadel, and to my Order. Know that any
betrayal warrants a slow and painful execution."
·
To which as Ronin approached cautiously feeling
the dark presence of this place. Seemingly overwhelming and overpowering that
it didn’t help to quell the negative. Thought and feeling he had at the moment
and only amplified the turmoil within. And the light within him slowly faded
and seem to waver slightly yet not completely. As never been one to take change
and loss lightly having endured much. As his now freed mind had bit by bit show
him so to be so. He made up his mind never to believe or follow anyone as
easily as he did. Once before, as Ronin had and in line with his new
realization. He felt this part of him slowly fade back in the background and
freed of his influence. Wendigo the hunter emerged from his deep slumber. Ready
to regain his spot in the limelight of his mind eye but then again. The light
with in him still defiantly kept hold within refusing for once. To easy give
way to this and leave him completely. He then seeing Anubis turns and faces him;
hand on his side hung to the side. Pulsing with what he could not only see but
sense as very dark energy. Visible sparks of lightning in his hand as he then
looking straight at him. With his cold amber eyes, if but for a moment before.
He lets up and closing his hand to snuff the pulsing energy. At it felt and
seem his attention now turned to face him down. Not just without but with in to
the very depth of his soul. Searching for something it seems relentless and precise
in not only in his mind or heart. But in his very soul that he had none accepted
a few enter. Namely Master Sky, during his apprenticeship with her; Master
Organa, when he seek her out and ask her assistance in dealing with the
darkness within and the past he lost. And then last would be Slick, whose name
seems to fade in his memory along with the light within. The only woman he had
ever loved so much so he had driven her away. Rather out of fear more than anything
fear of losing her as he had all those he loved or held close in his heart.
Like his family, his mentors, Master Sky and those Jedi casualties in both
Korriban and Yavin campaigns. And thinking of them burdens his thoughts when he
was a Jedi. Giving in to their ideals and conscience of mind he had not much
dealt with as a hunter.
And yet those mentioned had but only take but a
glimpse of and not open fully himself to no one. Seeing as it held in it the
very fiber of which he was. And he didn’t take It lightly that anyone pry into
them uninvited."Before I begin to show you the power of the Darkside...you
must pledge loyalty to me. To my Citadel, and to my Order. Know that any
betrayal warrants a slow and painful execution."
To which feeling himself somewhat free of the Jedi
restraint and conscience that held him. He defiantly faces him as his heart
fueled by this unwelcome intrusion. In his mind triggered an unwanted and
seemingly forgotten memory. As that when he was young, alone and helpless that
he was subjected to unwarranted cruelty. In the hands of a faceless foe that
brought nothing but endless pain and suffering. He until neither now did not
have found reason causes nor answers to as why? And with this he faced him back
with equally harden and cold brown eyes. Hands on his side. Voice cold and
without feelings. As the shift in his persona slightly had Wendigo win over
Ronin. Now left silent in the background and a smirk in his face. Fuel by the
darkness that surround him all around and in the very air. As the aura within
him changed from white to a shade of grey.
Show me the power of the Darkside? Now that I am free of
that wretched chain of conscience. And now pledge my loyalty to you, this
Citadel and order? I might, as after all that had happened I rather not pledge
anything. Least I find cause or reason to? Given that I had done so with the
Jedi .Even though they offered me no reason why? Either way it was Conquest
that I answered and given my word to follow. And so? If it were her wishes that
I should follow you... then so be it. But i would only heed her words...As I am
a man of my word and there see nothing that matters to me now. And betrayal? Having
said this what else would I fear of death or pain? As both are all I have seen,
known and felt in this life?
