Prima2: Thankyou for your review of "An Admiral's Tale" as for me carrying
on the story, I wasn't really planning on it.. I've been writing another
fan fiction that's kind of long but I'm not satisfied with that and I'd
rather finish it first then read it over carefully and fix parts of it
(before submitting any of it). An Admiral's Tale was a sort of idea i had
for a moment.. It didn't work out the way I liked it to and it's an example
of one of my worse pieces of writing.
But you know, now that you mention that the Admiral's Tale can actually
open up a lot more.. Well I think you're right.. And I'll think on it and
see what plot elements I can add onto it.. :).
Thanks for the inspiration, criticism and ideas.
I'll try to proof-read it a bit better next time.. Never have been a great
first person writer :).
P.S. I tried to mail this to you, but it was a broken mail link :/.
Athena: Thanks for the best wishes, you too.
Aroseb: Thanks for saying it's interesting!
-Nima Onasi.
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An Admirals Tale - Chapter 2.
The day after.. With a Death Wish.
I fell asleep beside Revan, in her bed. I wouldn't usually do that, I would be asking for trouble but this particular night I was a bit tired, a bit tired to be with her, a bit tired of.. Life. I was sleeping soundly, dreaming of the past. I actually dreamt of the events of the Star Forge, when I burst into the room and saw Bastila and Revan standing there. I tried to piece together what had happened in my mind. She had been so full of light all the way but the closer we got to the Star Forge the more it seemed as if.. Well, as if something was torturing her. As if something had a rope attached to her neck and was reeling her in.
Why did I think so much on this? I suppose, it's because I love her. When I told Revan that she had to kill Bastila, my mind was racing I just wanted to hold her, to protect her from the darkness that lay inside her. I have been down that path before, and actually, I'm on that path now. I remembered how her charismatic qualities led me on this path. "Surely there can be another way Bastila and Carth. Their is no need for you to kill Carth and their is no need for me to kill Bastila. You, both, can be a great asset to me." I raised my eyebrow at this, what was she asking of me?
She explained the plan. "Well, Carth.. Why don't you join us? You know that we're all going to die if I kill Bastila, either way you're defeated." She was right. I was defeated and I had been defeated ever since Morgana Onasi died.. Bleeding to death in my arms as I cradled her. What did I have to live for, besides Revan? She was giving me a chance, she was making me realise what I am inside... My dreams flashed back to the conversation with Dustil "How many mother's have you killed, father?" He was right. The Republic are as guilty as charged as the Sith, I'd like to remain neutral but the truth was I wanted to remain by Revan's side.
I'm paying for that now, when I said I wanted to hold her I haven't had chance to, she won't let me, she locks me out. I'm just her little pawn, her little toy she can use and put away when she wants to. I want to change, I want to be the good man that I was again but I'm so closely bonded to Revan that if I can't save her then I don't want to save myself. Ever. After this dream and these thoughts, I started to dream of Morgana and Dustil. My previous life when I did not have any darkness to haunt me, before I was reborn again as a man fighting for the cause with the wrong reasons.
I was a good man then, I made sure that Morgana was always okay. That she and Dustil were always fine, when I was on leave I'd make sure I'd spend so much time with the both of them, I'd take them out on picnics and show them some of the more picturesque places of Telos.. It's a shame that Telos is literally ash and ruins now. Telos was beautiful, like Morgana and like Revan's beauty also. When my mind had finished this dream, what happened next surprised me.
I felt a warm palm touch my chest and I moved my hand to cover it, without thinking. Then I felt a head being placed on my chest, feeling for my chest rising and falling with my soft breaths. I reached my other hand to caress the head, again without thinking where I was. I ran my fingers through the silky hair from top to bottom as I sighed, it was if a lost soul was trying to find me, trying to contact me; a wash of sympathy ran through my soul. "You have.. A wonderous touch" Came a cold but inviting voice. I opened my eyes, it was Revan. I immediately stopped caressing her hair, "I'm sorry.." I rushed in my reply. She glared at me, I didn't know what to think, was she trying to catch me out? Was she loving me?
"You should return to your quarters, if you weren't so obediant maybe I would have murdered you whilst you slept." She told me, it was my turn to glare. I decided to be brave, "So that's why you put your head on my chest huh? Because you wished to murder me." I asked her. She smirked and then laughed a cruel laugh, she got up from the bed and started to get dressed, I rolled around in the bed and looked outside the viewing window. "You're pretty brave. I think I like my Admiral.." Came her rather superficial reply, I got up to face her as she got dressed, pulling the covers around me as I got onto my feet. "Why are you covering yourself? You have nothing that I haven't seen before in the past two years." She was right, but I wanted to be respectable. "You don't like your new Admiral, you love your new Admiral." It was another brave reply for me, I was boasting, I knew it would really get on her nerves but times were changing and it was about time I tried to strike.. Strike at what is left of her heart.
"Hmph..." Came the unplayful reply. Whatever happened to the woman on Taris? The one that would not let an egotistical comment like that fly over her head, oh right, she died. "For a man with a heart of ice who cannot even stroke a womans hair without-" I raised an eyebrow and strained towards her, the comments could make me laugh. "Without flinching, is that what you want to say Revan? Uh. Well let's face it.. Normally you'd kill me for that type of behaviour, I was half delirious.. I didn't really mean it." I was lying. I did mean it, I'd woken up in a bad mood.. I'd been a jerk for the past two years, why should I stop now? I knew however, that I should fight it. I'm complaining that I want to help her when I'm really just making her worse but I don't know how she would react if I told her I meant every stroke, every caress; half delirious or not.
She came towards me and slapped me across the face, it was to be expected. Maybe she felt as if I was using her? "Oh, looks like little miss Revan woke up on the wrong side of the bed today." Normally, I wouldn't commit myself to such a corageous act where she was concerned but like I said, I'm sick of life, maybe I wanted a death wish. She ran towards her lightsabre and flicked it on, she was going to strike me down. I grabbed her wrist and twisted it, she let go, why was she making it so easy for me and not using the force to stop me? She slapped me across the face again. I raised my hand to return the favour but knew I could never hit a woman, I stopped myself as I felt her wretch free from my hand. It seems that sex was a powerful driving force for me.. But it also was for her. I was half expecting her to kill me, but she didn't. She left, telling me that she expected me on the bridge in a few hours.
I'm musing right now. I'm starting to sound like Canderous.. How dark have I become...?
***
I returned to my quarters but I couldn't sleep, anger had a tight grip on me now, after the passion of last night came anger. It almost made sense. I may be 40 now but I decided to waltz down to the sparring room, I needed to take my anger out on someone or something, Revan had hold of me and I didn't like it. I wanted to control the relationship, if I was in control I could save her. I entered the room and saw who I least expected.
Canderous Ordo. I really didn't expect that? Well, not at this hour. He turned towards me, his grizzled and muscular body had been sweating, it looked like he had the same idea. I went towards the equipment holder on the side of the wall and reached inside for a vibroblade, I knew I would lose against a Mandalorian, but I wanted to fight with anger. I wanted to experience what Revan experiences everytime she grips her blade. Maybe this way I could help her.
"Fight me, Mandalorian." I ordered him. General Ordo just stared at me and grinned. "You? Little Republic wimpy boy? The tool of the Sith?" He taunted at me, I thrown a vibroblade at him and he caught it perfectly. "I won't go easy on you, if that's what your expecting." I just laughed and shook my head giving him a cruel look, "I'm having a bad day. Less talk, more action." I replied to him, he cocked his head and grinned. A Mandalorian was never one to turn down a spar. "You're a pilot Carth. You're a warrior in the skies above, you don't fight well face to face. Maybe it's fear that you feel. But.. You're the boss and if you want to try and best me, who is a Mandalorian to say no?" He asked me.
I smirked casually before charging him down with my vibroblade. The blades clashed and sparks flew off them, he swiped for my feet and I jumped over it. I kicked him in the face and he fell on the ground before flipping himself up to his feet, "Not so agile in your old age are you old man?" I quipped to him. He cricked his neck from side to side before brandishing his weapon and charging for me, I parried his overhead blow but before I knew it I was on the floor. My head smacked against the cold deck and I winced in pain, however it only strengthened my resolve and made me even more angry.
"You were saying? Seems you didn't even see that coming, kid." I pulled him a face of disgust as I staggered up to my feet, wiping the sweat from my brow that had already formed. Standing up and ready I waved my hand at him beckoning him to charge me down. He charged me down and our blades clashed again. The sound resonated across the whole sparring room and seemed extremely loud as it echoed off all the walls. We carried on this way until he got the best of me again and I ended up with a hard kick into my side, I staggered around a little bit and clutched my waist.
"No wonder Dustil rejected you as his father, you're a weak, pathetic man. You're not even worthy to spar me." My anger had just jumped two hundred percent, if I could kill Canderous I'd gladly do it now. "FUCK YOU, don't EVER talk to me about my SON!!" I screamed at him before charging him down, completely forgetting about my pain. "That's right. Revan would be proud of you fighting with your anger like this instead of bottling it in like a wuss. That's why you're here isn't it, Blaster Boy? You're angry yet have been trying not to show it." I completely ignored his statements at the time however, blind anger and rage controlling my every manuveur of my vibroblade, I gritted my teeth as this time I got the upper hand and he was on his knees. I relentlessly hammered my blade towards his, hoping to break his grip on the blade. He wasn't even trying, he was letting me take my anger out on something.. Anything.
I was stopped when a dark figure entered the room.. Revan. We both got to our feet, panting as she regarded us with her cruel eyes. "What is going on here? I hear Carth yell then I see this. I hope you two are behaving or I shall have to exterminate you, personally." She told us. I wiped the sweat away from my brow again and let Canderous deal with this, the pain in my side shot back as I gripped it tightly. "We were sparring." Canderous replied, Revan sat in the corner of the room and laughed softly. "Then don't mind me, I need a laugh. Let me watch."
I wasn't one to say no, not with all this anger burning up inside of me. I did however decide to be corageous again and quip to Revan, "You just want to ogle my body.. You're not needed in here.. Go do your.. Sith duty or whatever it is you Jedi-type people do." Canderous looked at me, he'd never seen me with such resolve before. I heard him whisper "You're pushing your luck blaster boy.." Revan, however, just regarded me with her cruel eyes. "I wish to watch you spar.. I sense much anger in you, Carth.. I sense that you're ready to unleash it and take a new step in your life.. A step even more into the darkness. I wish to help you do it." Came her sincere reply. It worried me, she flashed a smile at me and I began to tremble, like yesterday.
Again, me and Canderous entered a battle stance as Revan placed her hand beneath her jaw, regarding the both of us in our fighting stances. "Carth.. Loosen the grip on your blade, you're holding it way too tight." Revan ordered me, I shook my head at her, no way was I taking battle orders from a woman 13 years my junior. "Revan's right Carth. Maybe you should listen to her words of wisdom." Canderous told me, at this point I let my grip loosen a little bit on the blade. "That's better" Came her words of encouragement.
Our swords clashed again as the spar carried on, Revan kept watching us ever vigilantly. Every so often I'd get commands off Revan, it was unusual for her to be so helpful in her darkness, they sounded kind of like, "No! You're gripping the blade too tight again!", "You're waving it around like a feather duster!". After a while she groaned, she could see I wasn't doing too well, but I had blind rage controlling me, why would I listen to her? She came between the fight. "General, you go take a rest." She ordered Canderous. Canderous muttered something under his breath as Canderous handed Revan his sword.
"I'm going to teach you a little lesson, Admiral." Revan told me. I stared blankly at her, how was I supposed to take this? "But.." She all but raised an eyebrow at me, "Don't worry, Admiral. I will go as easy on you as I can." Came her not-quite-reassuring-reply in my mind. "No force tricks then girl." I taunted at her, I definitely had a death wish. She raised an eyebrow again, "Enguarde!" as our spar started.
She shown me some tricks, and sure enough she went easy on me, I came through with a couple of bruises. I was amazed. When she stopped, she handed the sword back to Canderous and I was about to duel with him again. My anger was still heated, "Ahhh.. I feel the anger in you, let that influence your moves, strike Canderous with your anger!" Revan told me, I decided to see what it felt like yet again. Me and Canderous began to fight, again our blades clanged against each other resonating from the walls and echoing loudly. The adrenaline pumped in my veins wildly this time, feeding me with this hunger, this desire to strike down my enemy.
Oh anger feed me! It was all that I could think, it was running through my veins, like pure poetry, it was becoming part of me, it was ruling me. My blind rage was seething behind my eyes and burning my very soul. I was becoming rotten, all I could think of was finding an opening and slicing through Canderous' flesh. I started to giggle uncontrollably in a fit of rage, it was consuming me now and I was no longer concentrating, Canderous found an opening and sliced my arm and the next thing I heard was "I told you I saw it coming. Pay attention!" from Revan. Canderous had his back half-turned, that is when I slashed my own blade haphazardly across his stomach to return the favour, we were both bleeding now. We were even.
Revan ran up to us in an effort to stop the fight from esculating, but I couldn't help myself. I had to hurt Canderous, he had bested me so many times. If the only way I was going to hurt him was by being a coward then so be it. "The two of you. Stop it or I shall kill you with my bare hands. Get some kolto on those wounds and Carth, I expect to see you in the tactical room after you've well.. Refreshed yourself. Same goes for you Canderous."
Me and Canderous glared at each other for a brief moment, as I left I threw my vibroblade on the floor in temper. Well, that felt good...
Athena: Thanks for the best wishes, you too.
Aroseb: Thanks for saying it's interesting!
-Nima Onasi.
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An Admirals Tale - Chapter 2.
The day after.. With a Death Wish.
I fell asleep beside Revan, in her bed. I wouldn't usually do that, I would be asking for trouble but this particular night I was a bit tired, a bit tired to be with her, a bit tired of.. Life. I was sleeping soundly, dreaming of the past. I actually dreamt of the events of the Star Forge, when I burst into the room and saw Bastila and Revan standing there. I tried to piece together what had happened in my mind. She had been so full of light all the way but the closer we got to the Star Forge the more it seemed as if.. Well, as if something was torturing her. As if something had a rope attached to her neck and was reeling her in.
Why did I think so much on this? I suppose, it's because I love her. When I told Revan that she had to kill Bastila, my mind was racing I just wanted to hold her, to protect her from the darkness that lay inside her. I have been down that path before, and actually, I'm on that path now. I remembered how her charismatic qualities led me on this path. "Surely there can be another way Bastila and Carth. Their is no need for you to kill Carth and their is no need for me to kill Bastila. You, both, can be a great asset to me." I raised my eyebrow at this, what was she asking of me?
She explained the plan. "Well, Carth.. Why don't you join us? You know that we're all going to die if I kill Bastila, either way you're defeated." She was right. I was defeated and I had been defeated ever since Morgana Onasi died.. Bleeding to death in my arms as I cradled her. What did I have to live for, besides Revan? She was giving me a chance, she was making me realise what I am inside... My dreams flashed back to the conversation with Dustil "How many mother's have you killed, father?" He was right. The Republic are as guilty as charged as the Sith, I'd like to remain neutral but the truth was I wanted to remain by Revan's side.
I'm paying for that now, when I said I wanted to hold her I haven't had chance to, she won't let me, she locks me out. I'm just her little pawn, her little toy she can use and put away when she wants to. I want to change, I want to be the good man that I was again but I'm so closely bonded to Revan that if I can't save her then I don't want to save myself. Ever. After this dream and these thoughts, I started to dream of Morgana and Dustil. My previous life when I did not have any darkness to haunt me, before I was reborn again as a man fighting for the cause with the wrong reasons.
I was a good man then, I made sure that Morgana was always okay. That she and Dustil were always fine, when I was on leave I'd make sure I'd spend so much time with the both of them, I'd take them out on picnics and show them some of the more picturesque places of Telos.. It's a shame that Telos is literally ash and ruins now. Telos was beautiful, like Morgana and like Revan's beauty also. When my mind had finished this dream, what happened next surprised me.
I felt a warm palm touch my chest and I moved my hand to cover it, without thinking. Then I felt a head being placed on my chest, feeling for my chest rising and falling with my soft breaths. I reached my other hand to caress the head, again without thinking where I was. I ran my fingers through the silky hair from top to bottom as I sighed, it was if a lost soul was trying to find me, trying to contact me; a wash of sympathy ran through my soul. "You have.. A wonderous touch" Came a cold but inviting voice. I opened my eyes, it was Revan. I immediately stopped caressing her hair, "I'm sorry.." I rushed in my reply. She glared at me, I didn't know what to think, was she trying to catch me out? Was she loving me?
"You should return to your quarters, if you weren't so obediant maybe I would have murdered you whilst you slept." She told me, it was my turn to glare. I decided to be brave, "So that's why you put your head on my chest huh? Because you wished to murder me." I asked her. She smirked and then laughed a cruel laugh, she got up from the bed and started to get dressed, I rolled around in the bed and looked outside the viewing window. "You're pretty brave. I think I like my Admiral.." Came her rather superficial reply, I got up to face her as she got dressed, pulling the covers around me as I got onto my feet. "Why are you covering yourself? You have nothing that I haven't seen before in the past two years." She was right, but I wanted to be respectable. "You don't like your new Admiral, you love your new Admiral." It was another brave reply for me, I was boasting, I knew it would really get on her nerves but times were changing and it was about time I tried to strike.. Strike at what is left of her heart.
"Hmph..." Came the unplayful reply. Whatever happened to the woman on Taris? The one that would not let an egotistical comment like that fly over her head, oh right, she died. "For a man with a heart of ice who cannot even stroke a womans hair without-" I raised an eyebrow and strained towards her, the comments could make me laugh. "Without flinching, is that what you want to say Revan? Uh. Well let's face it.. Normally you'd kill me for that type of behaviour, I was half delirious.. I didn't really mean it." I was lying. I did mean it, I'd woken up in a bad mood.. I'd been a jerk for the past two years, why should I stop now? I knew however, that I should fight it. I'm complaining that I want to help her when I'm really just making her worse but I don't know how she would react if I told her I meant every stroke, every caress; half delirious or not.
She came towards me and slapped me across the face, it was to be expected. Maybe she felt as if I was using her? "Oh, looks like little miss Revan woke up on the wrong side of the bed today." Normally, I wouldn't commit myself to such a corageous act where she was concerned but like I said, I'm sick of life, maybe I wanted a death wish. She ran towards her lightsabre and flicked it on, she was going to strike me down. I grabbed her wrist and twisted it, she let go, why was she making it so easy for me and not using the force to stop me? She slapped me across the face again. I raised my hand to return the favour but knew I could never hit a woman, I stopped myself as I felt her wretch free from my hand. It seems that sex was a powerful driving force for me.. But it also was for her. I was half expecting her to kill me, but she didn't. She left, telling me that she expected me on the bridge in a few hours.
I'm musing right now. I'm starting to sound like Canderous.. How dark have I become...?
***
I returned to my quarters but I couldn't sleep, anger had a tight grip on me now, after the passion of last night came anger. It almost made sense. I may be 40 now but I decided to waltz down to the sparring room, I needed to take my anger out on someone or something, Revan had hold of me and I didn't like it. I wanted to control the relationship, if I was in control I could save her. I entered the room and saw who I least expected.
Canderous Ordo. I really didn't expect that? Well, not at this hour. He turned towards me, his grizzled and muscular body had been sweating, it looked like he had the same idea. I went towards the equipment holder on the side of the wall and reached inside for a vibroblade, I knew I would lose against a Mandalorian, but I wanted to fight with anger. I wanted to experience what Revan experiences everytime she grips her blade. Maybe this way I could help her.
"Fight me, Mandalorian." I ordered him. General Ordo just stared at me and grinned. "You? Little Republic wimpy boy? The tool of the Sith?" He taunted at me, I thrown a vibroblade at him and he caught it perfectly. "I won't go easy on you, if that's what your expecting." I just laughed and shook my head giving him a cruel look, "I'm having a bad day. Less talk, more action." I replied to him, he cocked his head and grinned. A Mandalorian was never one to turn down a spar. "You're a pilot Carth. You're a warrior in the skies above, you don't fight well face to face. Maybe it's fear that you feel. But.. You're the boss and if you want to try and best me, who is a Mandalorian to say no?" He asked me.
I smirked casually before charging him down with my vibroblade. The blades clashed and sparks flew off them, he swiped for my feet and I jumped over it. I kicked him in the face and he fell on the ground before flipping himself up to his feet, "Not so agile in your old age are you old man?" I quipped to him. He cricked his neck from side to side before brandishing his weapon and charging for me, I parried his overhead blow but before I knew it I was on the floor. My head smacked against the cold deck and I winced in pain, however it only strengthened my resolve and made me even more angry.
"You were saying? Seems you didn't even see that coming, kid." I pulled him a face of disgust as I staggered up to my feet, wiping the sweat from my brow that had already formed. Standing up and ready I waved my hand at him beckoning him to charge me down. He charged me down and our blades clashed again. The sound resonated across the whole sparring room and seemed extremely loud as it echoed off all the walls. We carried on this way until he got the best of me again and I ended up with a hard kick into my side, I staggered around a little bit and clutched my waist.
"No wonder Dustil rejected you as his father, you're a weak, pathetic man. You're not even worthy to spar me." My anger had just jumped two hundred percent, if I could kill Canderous I'd gladly do it now. "FUCK YOU, don't EVER talk to me about my SON!!" I screamed at him before charging him down, completely forgetting about my pain. "That's right. Revan would be proud of you fighting with your anger like this instead of bottling it in like a wuss. That's why you're here isn't it, Blaster Boy? You're angry yet have been trying not to show it." I completely ignored his statements at the time however, blind anger and rage controlling my every manuveur of my vibroblade, I gritted my teeth as this time I got the upper hand and he was on his knees. I relentlessly hammered my blade towards his, hoping to break his grip on the blade. He wasn't even trying, he was letting me take my anger out on something.. Anything.
I was stopped when a dark figure entered the room.. Revan. We both got to our feet, panting as she regarded us with her cruel eyes. "What is going on here? I hear Carth yell then I see this. I hope you two are behaving or I shall have to exterminate you, personally." She told us. I wiped the sweat away from my brow again and let Canderous deal with this, the pain in my side shot back as I gripped it tightly. "We were sparring." Canderous replied, Revan sat in the corner of the room and laughed softly. "Then don't mind me, I need a laugh. Let me watch."
I wasn't one to say no, not with all this anger burning up inside of me. I did however decide to be corageous again and quip to Revan, "You just want to ogle my body.. You're not needed in here.. Go do your.. Sith duty or whatever it is you Jedi-type people do." Canderous looked at me, he'd never seen me with such resolve before. I heard him whisper "You're pushing your luck blaster boy.." Revan, however, just regarded me with her cruel eyes. "I wish to watch you spar.. I sense much anger in you, Carth.. I sense that you're ready to unleash it and take a new step in your life.. A step even more into the darkness. I wish to help you do it." Came her sincere reply. It worried me, she flashed a smile at me and I began to tremble, like yesterday.
Again, me and Canderous entered a battle stance as Revan placed her hand beneath her jaw, regarding the both of us in our fighting stances. "Carth.. Loosen the grip on your blade, you're holding it way too tight." Revan ordered me, I shook my head at her, no way was I taking battle orders from a woman 13 years my junior. "Revan's right Carth. Maybe you should listen to her words of wisdom." Canderous told me, at this point I let my grip loosen a little bit on the blade. "That's better" Came her words of encouragement.
Our swords clashed again as the spar carried on, Revan kept watching us ever vigilantly. Every so often I'd get commands off Revan, it was unusual for her to be so helpful in her darkness, they sounded kind of like, "No! You're gripping the blade too tight again!", "You're waving it around like a feather duster!". After a while she groaned, she could see I wasn't doing too well, but I had blind rage controlling me, why would I listen to her? She came between the fight. "General, you go take a rest." She ordered Canderous. Canderous muttered something under his breath as Canderous handed Revan his sword.
"I'm going to teach you a little lesson, Admiral." Revan told me. I stared blankly at her, how was I supposed to take this? "But.." She all but raised an eyebrow at me, "Don't worry, Admiral. I will go as easy on you as I can." Came her not-quite-reassuring-reply in my mind. "No force tricks then girl." I taunted at her, I definitely had a death wish. She raised an eyebrow again, "Enguarde!" as our spar started.
She shown me some tricks, and sure enough she went easy on me, I came through with a couple of bruises. I was amazed. When she stopped, she handed the sword back to Canderous and I was about to duel with him again. My anger was still heated, "Ahhh.. I feel the anger in you, let that influence your moves, strike Canderous with your anger!" Revan told me, I decided to see what it felt like yet again. Me and Canderous began to fight, again our blades clanged against each other resonating from the walls and echoing loudly. The adrenaline pumped in my veins wildly this time, feeding me with this hunger, this desire to strike down my enemy.
Oh anger feed me! It was all that I could think, it was running through my veins, like pure poetry, it was becoming part of me, it was ruling me. My blind rage was seething behind my eyes and burning my very soul. I was becoming rotten, all I could think of was finding an opening and slicing through Canderous' flesh. I started to giggle uncontrollably in a fit of rage, it was consuming me now and I was no longer concentrating, Canderous found an opening and sliced my arm and the next thing I heard was "I told you I saw it coming. Pay attention!" from Revan. Canderous had his back half-turned, that is when I slashed my own blade haphazardly across his stomach to return the favour, we were both bleeding now. We were even.
Revan ran up to us in an effort to stop the fight from esculating, but I couldn't help myself. I had to hurt Canderous, he had bested me so many times. If the only way I was going to hurt him was by being a coward then so be it. "The two of you. Stop it or I shall kill you with my bare hands. Get some kolto on those wounds and Carth, I expect to see you in the tactical room after you've well.. Refreshed yourself. Same goes for you Canderous."
Me and Canderous glared at each other for a brief moment, as I left I threw my vibroblade on the floor in temper. Well, that felt good...