Alex and Nicole fought fiercely, their lightsabers clashing with buzzes of electricity while Andrew and Henshaw stood frozen to the ground where Alex had frozen them. They only could watch helplessly as Nicole was using every skill in her repertoire to combat his lightsaber staff. He had gotten quite deft with using it and was more masterful than Alixa.
Nicole blocked two simultaneous strikes and felt the Force ripple to her. It pushed into her like a wrecking ball, throwing her back into the bleachers of the gym. Her lightsaber got knocked to the side and was also pushed as far away from her as possible. She looked up to see Alex separate his lightsabers into two separate blades, powering off the red one and hooking it to his belt.
He descended on her with demonic speed, picking her up by the throat and lifting her into the air, the twenty Dark Jedi watching this happen silently. Alex flipped his violet around in a circle and pointed the blade to her head. She stared deeply into his horrid eyes while the thought, I'm not going to make it, went into her head.
It had just been embedded into her mind when the ceiling exploded and thirty Jedi jumped into the gym, lightsabers on and ready. They turned and saw the terrible scene of Alex holding Nicole by the throat. She wanted to yell for help but could not, her throat too constricted by Alex's powerful grip.
What she heard next made her heart sink, as she knew it was going to be the last thing she ever heard.
"Well, now that you're all here," Alex said, letting go of Nicole's throat. Just as her feet hit the floor, he spun in a deft circle, bringing his lightsaber to Nicole's neck. The hot energy blade cut through the flesh like lava on ice, severing her head cleanly from the rest of her body. As her body crumpled to the floor, Alex sent a wave of Force energy through the severed head, the eyes wide with horror, and hurled it that closest Jedi.
"Let's get this party started!" Alex shouted, pulling out his red lightsaber and turning it back on just as Nicole's head hit the Jedi dead-on in the chest. Just as he reeled back from the surprise, Alex lunged forward.
What happened next could not be described by anyone. Alex moved at the speed of lightning, cutting down half of the Jedi squad before they could even react. The Dark Jedi also began to attack relentlessly, all while Andrew and Henshaw looked on with sheer panic.
The rampage was over just as soon as it began, not a single Dark Jedi lost in the scourge. They were whooping and hollering, laughing at how easy it had been to get rid of the Jedi. They all shut up when Alex walked over to the frozen Jedi in the side of the huge gym.
He shook his head at them, saying softly, "I'm doing my job. You'll understand Master." When he said that, he drove his lightsabers into both of the men. The Force Freeze wore off and they crumpled to the floor. As this happened a Dark Jedi walked over to Alex.
"What do we do now, Darth…" he paused since he did not know Alex's Sith name.
"Keldon. From this point on, I am Darth Keldon," Alex said with finality. He looked at his little army and said this as well, "and though you fought fiercely and bravely, I am sorry to say you are the first to go."
The words echoed through the near empty gym. Just as the realization dawned on them, Keldon took his lightsabers and ripped apart the Dark Jedi without a single thought of remorse or pain. As he impaled the final Jedi, he felt another person enter the room.
"Took you long enough Chris," Keldon said, not hiding his irritation, throwing the body aside and turning around slowly.
"Now, now Keldon," Chris cackled, "you're one of us, y'know? You can call me Zaine."
"I'm going to call you whatever the hell I want. Why the hell weren't you here earlier?" Keldon seethed, suppressing his fury.
"I wanted to see how you did, that's all. But now we can begin the purge now that you are ready. I'm putting you in charge of this operation." Chris walked out of the gym still chuckling softly to himself.
"Oh trust me Chris," Keldon said, letting his hatred flow through him. "I'll make sure I do a wonderful job."