Ch. 6
A Tamaranian Captain's Training
The morning light crept back over the horizon. Dark was wide-awake, as he walked slowly into the training room he had been yesterday evening. He stared at the large dent in the wall that Robin had made. "Humph, not even at full strength and I still make that?" Dark said to himself, cheery as always.
Dark closed his eyes, his head hung low, he concentrated slightly. Then he pushed lightly off of the floor, floating and flying in midair. He hovered for a moment, making sure he still had the ability after so long that he had forgotten that part of his Tamaranian skill.
"Well I can still fly hover," Dark narrowed his eyes, as he pushed off the air and into flight, "and I can still fly." Dark easily turned around the support columns, soaring past then and between them. At completing this task, he set himself on the floor again.
Dark smirked at himself, then took from one of his many pockets in his sleeping clothing a small device that resembled a communicator. Dark pushed in a black button on the side and spoke to it. "Ship?"
The communicator spoke back to Dark, in a deep metallic voice. "Yes?"
"Send in the holographic training orb, I'd like to fit some in this morning."
"Yes sir."
Moments later through the door zoomed in a device not much larger than a coffee mug. It flew at a four-foot height, and was covered in small lights and gold plating. Below on its base, were arrays of buttons. Once reaching Dark's hand, which it settled in, he pressed one of the smaller buttons on the bottom of the flying orb, and quickly let it go. It hovered in the air, and wiggled around a little, then quickly zipped up high into the replicated dojo.
Lights shot forth from the orb, which soon became figures of Slade's henchmen, robotic soldiers. The yellow light that made them out, shown them quite well, Dark had to admit.
Dark lowered the torso part of his robe so it hung down behind him, exposing his T-shirt. He then quickly flipped off his slippers behind him, and leaned back putting his right leg forward. It stretched to its full extent, while he crouched back on his left leg for support. Dark's arm's clenched in fists, stood at ready before him. His left fist just below his rib line, while is right fist lowered to his right leg. A good defensive position.
Slade's holographic images came forth, one after the another. With a strong left strike, Dark struck the image of the first robot in the face, knocking it back onto the floor disappearing immediately. The second came and charged Dark, fists at its sides and upon reaching Dark thrust them quickly before him, and a double fisted hit. Dark dodged the attack by ducking under the fists and rapidly punched into the image's chest and stomach. Finally, Dark did a hard uppercut with his right, leapt up, twirled about and did a twirled kick to the image's face again. One right after the other came after him, all sorts of different styles of attack, and not one left a mark on Dark.
After some time of this, Dark back flipped back and roared at the orb. "Level sixteen, weapons." The Orb seemed to nod from its current position. Suddenly the robotic images grew much larger, and held at least one weapon in their hand. Mostly swords were seen, but there were many bizarre weapons as well. Dark smirked, then took hold of his T-shirt, and tore it off of him and threw it aside. His torso muscles showed near perfection, an eight pack, large square pecks. "Let's rock."
Dark flew up slightly, and leapt forward. He concentrated, and out from his hands formed dark blue twin sabers. He flew between them all, defending, parrying, and attacking. The sound of metal against pure energy crisped the air around them. Eventually one may knock him down, by some unseen force, but in a moment's time that image would be no more.
Again Dark flew outside the battle, and roared again at the little orb. "Level fifty seven, melee." Again the little orb obeyed, and Slade's robots grew even stronger, quicker, and more deadly than imaginable. At least one hundred stood in the room, and none of them had weapons, they did not need them. All of them charged at once, a few leaping, some just blindly charging.
"It has been long since this power has been loosed." Dark whispered to himself. Then he threw his fist to his sides, bent his elbows slightly and roared to the heavens. Peculiar as it was, seconds later blue energy engulfed Dark. His white hair flowing upward like some fan were turned on below him. His eyes turned completely blue, and his fists held the power growing within him, and around him. This was power beyond comprehension.
The Blue energy the engulfed Dark seconds ago had subsided. Then in an instant Dark disappeared from sight, then reappeared as he struck down imaged soldiers by threes. An instant had passed, and not an image was left standing. "Off." Dark said, breathing heavily as he looked at all the images of the fallen robotic icons that Slade used against the Teen Titans for some time. The images quickly vanished and the orb fell to its normal hovering height. The orb hovered before Dark, as if to ask for attention.
Dark patted the top of the orb, and whispered to it. "Stay here." The orb nodded and went into a corner and hovered there. Dark sighed in a short felt relief; he was somewhat out of shape.
He went, picked up his robe and slippers and turned about and saw that Starfire was standing in the doorway. Having her seeing his Torso made him feel a little embarrassed. "Bravo, Han." Starfire cheered.
Dark smiled at her put his slippers on his feet. He walked up to Starfire and put up his Robe over his shoulders again. "M'lady. Did you watch me?" Dark bowed his head to her, then slowly rose it to its height.
"Yes, I did. And I must say that you have grown much stronger than I remember you."
Dark laughed, he remembered at his young age trying to become strong with the weights. It was possible that he could have been the laughing stock of the entire planet. "Yes. And I see that you have become a beautiful girl." Dark smiled at her and Starfire at him.
They stared into one another's eyes once more; it was nearly ecstasy to see her again. He started the conversation again. "So, you get up at this early hour?"
Starfire nodded, then began to leave the room, Dark followed behind her. "I do, just to get a head start on the day." She was lying, Dark could easily tell.
"You didn't just get up to see me did you? Was I a little loud?"
Starfire blushed at the truth; she nodded giving Dark no answer at all. Dark nodded as if he knew the answer, though he truly did not. They walked the halls of the giant T, and had many a conversation about the fun and joy of their planet, the memories, the hardships, and of course the feelings.
Speaking about the thoughts of others and themselves, Starfire remembered something Raven had asked of her. "Oh, Han. Raven wishes to know- "
Dark interrupted her. "What?" he asked, looking down at her as she looked ahead as she asked. She continued.
"She wants to know what you think of her."
Dark raised his eyebrows, no question about it that Raven had a small feeling about him. The thought made him a little jittery. "Well, I think that she is a very nice girl. Though only knowing her a few moments from petting Kit, I can't say much. If at all possible, do you have a courtyard around this island which you live?"
"What does that have to do with anything."
"Set the scene, now, do you have one?"
Starfire had a questioning look as she store up at Dark.
"Yes."
"Alright, tell her to meet me there, and we will talk."
Starfire looked forward, she wasn't too used to being the messenger of the house, and the mailman was used for that. Starfire nodded, "Yes, I will give her the message."
The morning light crept back over the horizon. Dark was wide-awake, as he walked slowly into the training room he had been yesterday evening. He stared at the large dent in the wall that Robin had made. "Humph, not even at full strength and I still make that?" Dark said to himself, cheery as always.
Dark closed his eyes, his head hung low, he concentrated slightly. Then he pushed lightly off of the floor, floating and flying in midair. He hovered for a moment, making sure he still had the ability after so long that he had forgotten that part of his Tamaranian skill.
"Well I can still fly hover," Dark narrowed his eyes, as he pushed off the air and into flight, "and I can still fly." Dark easily turned around the support columns, soaring past then and between them. At completing this task, he set himself on the floor again.
Dark smirked at himself, then took from one of his many pockets in his sleeping clothing a small device that resembled a communicator. Dark pushed in a black button on the side and spoke to it. "Ship?"
The communicator spoke back to Dark, in a deep metallic voice. "Yes?"
"Send in the holographic training orb, I'd like to fit some in this morning."
"Yes sir."
Moments later through the door zoomed in a device not much larger than a coffee mug. It flew at a four-foot height, and was covered in small lights and gold plating. Below on its base, were arrays of buttons. Once reaching Dark's hand, which it settled in, he pressed one of the smaller buttons on the bottom of the flying orb, and quickly let it go. It hovered in the air, and wiggled around a little, then quickly zipped up high into the replicated dojo.
Lights shot forth from the orb, which soon became figures of Slade's henchmen, robotic soldiers. The yellow light that made them out, shown them quite well, Dark had to admit.
Dark lowered the torso part of his robe so it hung down behind him, exposing his T-shirt. He then quickly flipped off his slippers behind him, and leaned back putting his right leg forward. It stretched to its full extent, while he crouched back on his left leg for support. Dark's arm's clenched in fists, stood at ready before him. His left fist just below his rib line, while is right fist lowered to his right leg. A good defensive position.
Slade's holographic images came forth, one after the another. With a strong left strike, Dark struck the image of the first robot in the face, knocking it back onto the floor disappearing immediately. The second came and charged Dark, fists at its sides and upon reaching Dark thrust them quickly before him, and a double fisted hit. Dark dodged the attack by ducking under the fists and rapidly punched into the image's chest and stomach. Finally, Dark did a hard uppercut with his right, leapt up, twirled about and did a twirled kick to the image's face again. One right after the other came after him, all sorts of different styles of attack, and not one left a mark on Dark.
After some time of this, Dark back flipped back and roared at the orb. "Level sixteen, weapons." The Orb seemed to nod from its current position. Suddenly the robotic images grew much larger, and held at least one weapon in their hand. Mostly swords were seen, but there were many bizarre weapons as well. Dark smirked, then took hold of his T-shirt, and tore it off of him and threw it aside. His torso muscles showed near perfection, an eight pack, large square pecks. "Let's rock."
Dark flew up slightly, and leapt forward. He concentrated, and out from his hands formed dark blue twin sabers. He flew between them all, defending, parrying, and attacking. The sound of metal against pure energy crisped the air around them. Eventually one may knock him down, by some unseen force, but in a moment's time that image would be no more.
Again Dark flew outside the battle, and roared again at the little orb. "Level fifty seven, melee." Again the little orb obeyed, and Slade's robots grew even stronger, quicker, and more deadly than imaginable. At least one hundred stood in the room, and none of them had weapons, they did not need them. All of them charged at once, a few leaping, some just blindly charging.
"It has been long since this power has been loosed." Dark whispered to himself. Then he threw his fist to his sides, bent his elbows slightly and roared to the heavens. Peculiar as it was, seconds later blue energy engulfed Dark. His white hair flowing upward like some fan were turned on below him. His eyes turned completely blue, and his fists held the power growing within him, and around him. This was power beyond comprehension.
The Blue energy the engulfed Dark seconds ago had subsided. Then in an instant Dark disappeared from sight, then reappeared as he struck down imaged soldiers by threes. An instant had passed, and not an image was left standing. "Off." Dark said, breathing heavily as he looked at all the images of the fallen robotic icons that Slade used against the Teen Titans for some time. The images quickly vanished and the orb fell to its normal hovering height. The orb hovered before Dark, as if to ask for attention.
Dark patted the top of the orb, and whispered to it. "Stay here." The orb nodded and went into a corner and hovered there. Dark sighed in a short felt relief; he was somewhat out of shape.
He went, picked up his robe and slippers and turned about and saw that Starfire was standing in the doorway. Having her seeing his Torso made him feel a little embarrassed. "Bravo, Han." Starfire cheered.
Dark smiled at her put his slippers on his feet. He walked up to Starfire and put up his Robe over his shoulders again. "M'lady. Did you watch me?" Dark bowed his head to her, then slowly rose it to its height.
"Yes, I did. And I must say that you have grown much stronger than I remember you."
Dark laughed, he remembered at his young age trying to become strong with the weights. It was possible that he could have been the laughing stock of the entire planet. "Yes. And I see that you have become a beautiful girl." Dark smiled at her and Starfire at him.
They stared into one another's eyes once more; it was nearly ecstasy to see her again. He started the conversation again. "So, you get up at this early hour?"
Starfire nodded, then began to leave the room, Dark followed behind her. "I do, just to get a head start on the day." She was lying, Dark could easily tell.
"You didn't just get up to see me did you? Was I a little loud?"
Starfire blushed at the truth; she nodded giving Dark no answer at all. Dark nodded as if he knew the answer, though he truly did not. They walked the halls of the giant T, and had many a conversation about the fun and joy of their planet, the memories, the hardships, and of course the feelings.
Speaking about the thoughts of others and themselves, Starfire remembered something Raven had asked of her. "Oh, Han. Raven wishes to know- "
Dark interrupted her. "What?" he asked, looking down at her as she looked ahead as she asked. She continued.
"She wants to know what you think of her."
Dark raised his eyebrows, no question about it that Raven had a small feeling about him. The thought made him a little jittery. "Well, I think that she is a very nice girl. Though only knowing her a few moments from petting Kit, I can't say much. If at all possible, do you have a courtyard around this island which you live?"
"What does that have to do with anything."
"Set the scene, now, do you have one?"
Starfire had a questioning look as she store up at Dark.
"Yes."
"Alright, tell her to meet me there, and we will talk."
Starfire looked forward, she wasn't too used to being the messenger of the house, and the mailman was used for that. Starfire nodded, "Yes, I will give her the message."