Revan & Malak
Many years before the Jedi Revan's force power reached a potential that threatened the Sith, a dark apprentice landed his ship secretly on a planet named Dantooine. On the bidding of his Master, he was to search for a hidden artifact that the dark Master had sensed at this location. Rumors and ancient knowledge the Master had in position told of a device of unspeakable power of a long forgotten race. The Master had spent nearly his entire life in study and in search of any leads or clues to this device. But all have been fruitless…so far. Now he had sent his apprentice, Rann, to uncover a lead to this mystery.
Rann could almos enjoy at outing from his Master's fortress. Maybe if it wasn't this far into Republic territory. The threat of being caught and captured ever lingered, but that did not bother him. In fact, he would find it most interesting if he was forced to kill any who discovered the plans of the Sith. The only thing that worried him was the Jedi. Weak and puny they mostly are, but a few deadly masters of the force and blade lingered among their ranks. Rann could easily take them in battle. Some however, were far beyond his capabilities.
"Bah…" He shrugged off his thoughts out loud. What were the chances of the JedI finding him on a miniscule farming world such as this?
Rann had landed his ship as near to where he could feel the dark side emanating from. Its presence grew stronger the more he walked across the sloping grass plains. He looked, and felt, so out of place among the green and earthly colors of Dantooine. Everything about him was dark and gritty. From the swaying black robes to the slight clanking of his metallic armor. He stomped on the plants with disregard of their tiny existences. He was a destructive force that could slaughter the innocence of this planet with little difficulty. Or second thought. This made him feel good. It made him feel superior.
He crossed a bridge over a gentle stream of water. The smell was something unfamiliar to him. It was the smell of life, of growing things. He had become so used to death and decay that it was as familiar to him as…this smell must have been to these settlers. He saw the estate of one of the humans on a nearby hill. How quaint and unassuming it was, if only the battle droids weren't there.
Battle droids? Rann thought to himself. Were Republic forces here? Rann grew tense and fondled the light saber in his robes. But then he noticed something, the droids formed a perimeter around the house. Almost as if they were guarding it. Now it all made sense to the dark apprentice. These settlers are not as weak as he had originally thought. Rann carried on normally, one of the guard droids took slight notice of his huge black figure as he strode on by. He was at a far distance, so the droid passed it off as a simple traveler taking a slight detour through his master's estate and returned to his patrol.
After much drawn out walking, Rann finally turned around a bend and found what he had been searching for. A set of stone pillars led up on either side of the small inlet of the small cliff side. Leading up to a stone entrance with a very strange looking door. On closer examination when he approached it, it seemed to have no handle or any other obvious way to enter. Puzzled, Rann stood before the door. He reached out hesitantly, something he would rarely do, and touched it. Upon his touch the door slid from its interlocking stones. Touch operated, this is much more than a simple set of rubble and ruins. Rann entered.
Suddenly he was in a completely different place. A huge alien made cavern stretched out from either side from open windows in the eerie blue shaded room. Intricate architecture, but all made of stone. Strange for an alien race that could construct a device that would interest his Master. This must have been some kind of temple, or tomb. Whatever its original purpose was it didn't matter as Rann waded through the light gray mist around his feet. He made it to the middle of the first room, before he sensed something. A presence. A very powerful presence. He could sense it in the room ahead, but what could it be? He only thought one thing as the presence revealed itself…Jedi.
It was a she, he could tell that much for sure. A woman in an almost gown like white robe. Showing off her curvy features but leaving most of it to the creative imagination. Her braided white hair sat atop her youthful face. What betrayed her youth was the stern gaze of a Jedi that nearly made Rann wince from under his hood. Those eyes showed wisdom, and skill.
The two stared each other down for a moment, before the Jed finally spoke, "You do not belong in this place wretched Sith. By the disciples of the Guardians of Everlast I will vanquish you if you do not turn back to your ship."
Rann smirked, but she could not see, "You guard the secrets of the Star Forge…I assume…"
She almost gasped, "You…you know of it?"
"I know much…or at least my Master does…" He couldn't help but grin at the delightful face she was making. Much better now.
"You are a threat that must be destroyed…" Matters had gone out of proportions for the Jedi at this point. This Sith knows of what they protect. He must not live, and then his Master would be dealt with. Hopefully he is the only one that knows of this. If not, this could prove to be more disastrous than ever imagined by her. She rashly drew her light saber, the blue blade glowed with an almost solid white before her.
Rann raised any eyebrow at this move. He chuckled as he drew his own blade. Pulling out a much larger saber staff. Moving into a ready stance he held out the saber, two beams of deep red light hissed out from both sides.
The Jedi looked worried now, but had little time to think much on her new development as Rann charged with a bellowing roar of anger. His dual blades spun in an elegant circle as he attacked, swiping in at both sides in quick motions. The Jedi blocked his attack, although just barely. She had been caught off guard, but now she was ready when Rann attacked again
She leapt back as Rann stabbed inward, and counter attacked with a strike of her own. She swung her blade in a wide arc from her position. Rann blocked it almost too easily with the top blade of his saber. As her sword bounced off from his parry she swung in again much quicker from her right. Rann parried again, but with an added difficulty from the speed of her cut.
Rann clenched his jaw together as he took his steps back into the room he had first entered. His Jedi opponent was hacking, jabbing, and slashing with an unrelenting speed. Rann kept mainly on the defense, parrying all of her attacks with both deadly blades of his staff. An unexpected slice skimmed across his metal clad shoulder, the saber sparking on the thin cortosis mail. He then counter attacked, catching her off guard with a spinning kick to her side. Stunning her for a few precious moments as he spun around again, this time with his blade ready to slice.
The Guardian raised her saber to defend just in time. Rann's sword clashed together with hers. It was not a test of physical strength between them, as the power of the force was backing both of them up. It seemed even as they grinded their sabers against each other. Tiny beads of sweat formed on Rann's brow as he struggled to push on his opponents weapon. The force is strong with this one…Rann had a surprise for her though.
His right hand placed itself on a small button on the saber's hilt. Upon pressing it, the saber split into two separate blades. The Jedi gasped in horror as Rann pulled back his second blade to attack. She summoned all of her strength into her scrawny arms to push back the Sith's much thicker blade. She casted his arm aside, leaving his belly and chest exposed. Taking advantage of Rann's downed guard she stabbed for his chest. The saber slicing easily through his robes.
Then it stopped, and she felt resistance. The cortosis based armor Rann was wearing under his filthy robes had successfully guarded against her feeble attack. She stared up into his dark face with horror, and the last thing she saw was a grinning face of brown skin. Rann sliced both sabers, cutting her head off clean like a pair of scissors. She slumped to the floor soon after her head had fallen, her saber burnt out.
Many years before the Jedi Revan's force power reached a potential that threatened the Sith, a dark apprentice landed his ship secretly on a planet named Dantooine. On the bidding of his Master, he was to search for a hidden artifact that the dark Master had sensed at this location. Rumors and ancient knowledge the Master had in position told of a device of unspeakable power of a long forgotten race. The Master had spent nearly his entire life in study and in search of any leads or clues to this device. But all have been fruitless…so far. Now he had sent his apprentice, Rann, to uncover a lead to this mystery.
Rann could almos enjoy at outing from his Master's fortress. Maybe if it wasn't this far into Republic territory. The threat of being caught and captured ever lingered, but that did not bother him. In fact, he would find it most interesting if he was forced to kill any who discovered the plans of the Sith. The only thing that worried him was the Jedi. Weak and puny they mostly are, but a few deadly masters of the force and blade lingered among their ranks. Rann could easily take them in battle. Some however, were far beyond his capabilities.
"Bah…" He shrugged off his thoughts out loud. What were the chances of the JedI finding him on a miniscule farming world such as this?
Rann had landed his ship as near to where he could feel the dark side emanating from. Its presence grew stronger the more he walked across the sloping grass plains. He looked, and felt, so out of place among the green and earthly colors of Dantooine. Everything about him was dark and gritty. From the swaying black robes to the slight clanking of his metallic armor. He stomped on the plants with disregard of their tiny existences. He was a destructive force that could slaughter the innocence of this planet with little difficulty. Or second thought. This made him feel good. It made him feel superior.
He crossed a bridge over a gentle stream of water. The smell was something unfamiliar to him. It was the smell of life, of growing things. He had become so used to death and decay that it was as familiar to him as…this smell must have been to these settlers. He saw the estate of one of the humans on a nearby hill. How quaint and unassuming it was, if only the battle droids weren't there.
Battle droids? Rann thought to himself. Were Republic forces here? Rann grew tense and fondled the light saber in his robes. But then he noticed something, the droids formed a perimeter around the house. Almost as if they were guarding it. Now it all made sense to the dark apprentice. These settlers are not as weak as he had originally thought. Rann carried on normally, one of the guard droids took slight notice of his huge black figure as he strode on by. He was at a far distance, so the droid passed it off as a simple traveler taking a slight detour through his master's estate and returned to his patrol.
After much drawn out walking, Rann finally turned around a bend and found what he had been searching for. A set of stone pillars led up on either side of the small inlet of the small cliff side. Leading up to a stone entrance with a very strange looking door. On closer examination when he approached it, it seemed to have no handle or any other obvious way to enter. Puzzled, Rann stood before the door. He reached out hesitantly, something he would rarely do, and touched it. Upon his touch the door slid from its interlocking stones. Touch operated, this is much more than a simple set of rubble and ruins. Rann entered.
Suddenly he was in a completely different place. A huge alien made cavern stretched out from either side from open windows in the eerie blue shaded room. Intricate architecture, but all made of stone. Strange for an alien race that could construct a device that would interest his Master. This must have been some kind of temple, or tomb. Whatever its original purpose was it didn't matter as Rann waded through the light gray mist around his feet. He made it to the middle of the first room, before he sensed something. A presence. A very powerful presence. He could sense it in the room ahead, but what could it be? He only thought one thing as the presence revealed itself…Jedi.
It was a she, he could tell that much for sure. A woman in an almost gown like white robe. Showing off her curvy features but leaving most of it to the creative imagination. Her braided white hair sat atop her youthful face. What betrayed her youth was the stern gaze of a Jedi that nearly made Rann wince from under his hood. Those eyes showed wisdom, and skill.
The two stared each other down for a moment, before the Jed finally spoke, "You do not belong in this place wretched Sith. By the disciples of the Guardians of Everlast I will vanquish you if you do not turn back to your ship."
Rann smirked, but she could not see, "You guard the secrets of the Star Forge…I assume…"
She almost gasped, "You…you know of it?"
"I know much…or at least my Master does…" He couldn't help but grin at the delightful face she was making. Much better now.
"You are a threat that must be destroyed…" Matters had gone out of proportions for the Jedi at this point. This Sith knows of what they protect. He must not live, and then his Master would be dealt with. Hopefully he is the only one that knows of this. If not, this could prove to be more disastrous than ever imagined by her. She rashly drew her light saber, the blue blade glowed with an almost solid white before her.
Rann raised any eyebrow at this move. He chuckled as he drew his own blade. Pulling out a much larger saber staff. Moving into a ready stance he held out the saber, two beams of deep red light hissed out from both sides.
The Jedi looked worried now, but had little time to think much on her new development as Rann charged with a bellowing roar of anger. His dual blades spun in an elegant circle as he attacked, swiping in at both sides in quick motions. The Jedi blocked his attack, although just barely. She had been caught off guard, but now she was ready when Rann attacked again
She leapt back as Rann stabbed inward, and counter attacked with a strike of her own. She swung her blade in a wide arc from her position. Rann blocked it almost too easily with the top blade of his saber. As her sword bounced off from his parry she swung in again much quicker from her right. Rann parried again, but with an added difficulty from the speed of her cut.
Rann clenched his jaw together as he took his steps back into the room he had first entered. His Jedi opponent was hacking, jabbing, and slashing with an unrelenting speed. Rann kept mainly on the defense, parrying all of her attacks with both deadly blades of his staff. An unexpected slice skimmed across his metal clad shoulder, the saber sparking on the thin cortosis mail. He then counter attacked, catching her off guard with a spinning kick to her side. Stunning her for a few precious moments as he spun around again, this time with his blade ready to slice.
The Guardian raised her saber to defend just in time. Rann's sword clashed together with hers. It was not a test of physical strength between them, as the power of the force was backing both of them up. It seemed even as they grinded their sabers against each other. Tiny beads of sweat formed on Rann's brow as he struggled to push on his opponents weapon. The force is strong with this one…Rann had a surprise for her though.
His right hand placed itself on a small button on the saber's hilt. Upon pressing it, the saber split into two separate blades. The Jedi gasped in horror as Rann pulled back his second blade to attack. She summoned all of her strength into her scrawny arms to push back the Sith's much thicker blade. She casted his arm aside, leaving his belly and chest exposed. Taking advantage of Rann's downed guard she stabbed for his chest. The saber slicing easily through his robes.
Then it stopped, and she felt resistance. The cortosis based armor Rann was wearing under his filthy robes had successfully guarded against her feeble attack. She stared up into his dark face with horror, and the last thing she saw was a grinning face of brown skin. Rann sliced both sabers, cutting her head off clean like a pair of scissors. She slumped to the floor soon after her head had fallen, her saber burnt out.