Gidday folks how's it going? I apologise for taking so long to update and only posting such a short chapter but my teacher seemingly thinks that giving my class large amounts of homework during holidays is funny. I also apologise for making this fight take so long but the main story will pick up soon. Now its my turn to complain: Out of all the people that have read my story only one, that's right one! Person has reviewed! You people made me cry so much my house has more saltwater then most beaches.
Enough of me, lets get the official stuff out off the way.
I do not own star wars or the Kotor series, they belong to lucus arts, bioware and obsidian entertainment respectively, that why its called fan fiction. I do however own Soris and co.
Tekamika's blade flashed towards Soris like a red bolt of lightning aiming to split him in half. Then suddenly, barely an inch from its targets head, it stopped. Tekamika blinked in confusion then tried to bring the blade down again but it wouldn't budge. It was as if it was held in place by an invisible vice. Tekamika struggled with the saber for a few moments before sighing in defeat and releasing the weapon leaving it floating uselessly.
"Well," said Tekamika finally with a slight hint of admiration, "stasis on a saber, resourceful as ever aren't you?"
"I had plenty of time to practice" answered Soris, his eyes never leaving the floating weapon.
"Indeed" She purred, "tell me did you only come looking for us because your search for the Exile failed, or is Revan holding your leash again?"
"My reasons are my own!" Soris answered, a hint of anger creeping into his tone.
Tekamika grinned triumphantly at her small victory, "It must burn you up inside," She continued, "to know that they let you rejoin the order while sending her away to rot."
Soris shook his head, "don't seek to anger me Tekamika, it won't work."
Tekamika laughed, "Don't blame me for trying for one last laugh before I destroy you"
Soris raised an eyebrow, "indeed?" he snorted" "You are unarmed and alone my friend. Now surrender, I don't want to kill you."
As slow smirk spread across the female sith's face Soris realised his mistake. Tekamika leapt towards him with a cry as a second saber leapt from a holster hidden on her thigh into her hand.
Soris cursed at himself for not remembering Tekamika's fighting style, the one he had taught her no less. The speed of her attack caused Soris's concentration on the suspended saber to break and it clattered to the floor before flying into the hand of its former wielder.
Soris backed up, franticly blocking the two red blades with his own silver lightsaber. Tekamika pressed the attack, fuelled by her anger and apparent advantage, she drove her opponent towards a corner. She had him, she would destroy her former friend and mentor, proving herself to her new master and severing the last of her ties to her life as a Jedi. These thoughts flashed through her mind as she struck out brutally knocking Soris's blade up. Then as she drove her saber forward a grin of satisfaction crept across her features.
In the very same temple, a dark shape sat on an ominous looking throne its hooded features clocked in shadow as it meditated in the pitch black. Several elite sith soldiers clad in black and crimson armour were positioned around the chamber the fear showing on some of their faces. A few were scared as the sounds from the battle reached them but more were terrified of the dark lord shrouded in the darkness.
Then, just as the Hooded sith looked up from his meditation, a cry of pain as echoed throughout the halls. The sith lord stood and spoke to a nearby soldier "You" he said, his voice sounding like a harsh whisper. (A/N: Think lord Voldermort in Harry Potter the philosopher's stone) "Ready my ship and activate the temples suicide timers"
"Yes sir," responded the soldier, "shall I contact your apprentice?"
"No" said the Sith, the evil smirk visible on his face. "Malayani always did overestimate herself and now she will pay the price." The Soldiers scuttled of to carryout his orders and he turned his attention back to the battles aftermath "Yes," he spoke aloud to the now empty room, "this will be quite a day to remember."
