《Son of the Dark (Male Sith Reader X Female Jedi)》Chapter 4: Duel
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Damn the Separatists! Damn them!
Sergeant: "General Ar' Gai, we've got to get out of here, and fast. The mining defence garrison has reported another bombing, we've just lost our last AT-TE walker."
Ar' Gai: "Mass bombing isn't the Separatist's style. This is something else."
Sergeant: "Maybe they changed tactics."
I thought about it.
Ar' Gai: "Perha-"
I suddenly sensed something, a disturbance in the Force... this strange feeling encompassed me. I'm familiar with this, yes that's right! That cold chill, the sense of ruthlessness! That what stood against everything us Jedi stood for!... The Dark Side.
It was then I heard the distinct sound of a speeder bike approaching. The light craft approached quickly, skillfully maneuvering around the trees. A lightsaber as red as blood ignited from the hooded form riding the bike.
Ar' Gai: "Take him!"
The Sergeant and his men aimed their DC-15 Rifles at the figure. I ignited my green lightsaber, blue streaks zipped towards the bike while the rider responded with a volley of blasts.
Clone Trooper: "Aghh!"
One Clone fell dead.
Ar' Gai: "To the side! THE SIDE!"
I leapt at the side lines as the rider rolled off of his bike, the dismounted craft sped forward and slammed it's full bulk into the small group of Clone Troopers, killing them all.
I landed onto the ground a few meters away from the Jedi Master, I held my sabre at the ready, the Jedi... he felt fear seeing a red lightsaber, probably even for the first time. I could sense it. Good.
Jedi: "Who are you? Dooku's new attack dog?!"
His emerald blade was held in standard Soresu starting stance. I just rested my sabre at my side for now.
(Y/N): "I am Darth (S/N), descendant of the mighty Sith Empire. Your time has come Jedi."
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I lunged forwards, he sidestepped. I lashed out with repeated blows using Djem So, he blocked most of the attacks I dished out but I could feel his struggle, his frustration.
(Y/N): "You're weak, old age has caught up to you I see."
I caught him in a lock, he turned trying to gain leverage over my gains. I pushed back as I turned with him.
Jedi: "I won't be tempted with your taunts, Sith! The Force wills itself towards me."
He grunts effortfully, before I felt a large push from in front. He sent me flying back into the burning wreck of my speeder, I used my lightsaber to cushion my velocity as my cape caught on fire.
(Y/N): "Naive soul... You Jedi out of all people ironically forget, that the Force as a whole is omnipotent. The Force cares not whether your efforts are for good or evil."
Jedi: "The Force may not care... but what do you care for!?"
He pointed his green lightsaber towards me in a feeble effort to taunt me. I scowled towards him, as I held my lightsaber behind me. I do not hold hate towards Jedi, but I hate what they did.
(Y/N): "You Jedi decimated ancient Sith temples and exterminated my ancestor's fellowships out of existence just because we had a different viewing of the Force than you... What do I care about? You ask? Hm, the future... A future in which THE SITH RULE THE GALAXY ONCE MORE!"
I threw my ruby blade towards him, he deflects it as I charge forward with my flaming cape. I swung my cape towards him as he was covered in it, he panicked. Trying to get the red hot cloak off of him. I grabbed my lightsaber using the Force, though he was able to get the cape off of him. I then switched to Juyo, I wasn't a total master of it but I knew enough.
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I dug deep into my rage and unleashed my fury. I swung strong and precise, Soresu was failing him while his gaze set from determined resistance to desperate fear... Fear of me.
Jedi: "Stop!"
My rage fuelled onslaught eventually won over his defence as I knocked his sabre out of his hand. I grabbed it using the Force as I ignited the emerald blade, inspecting the hilt for a moment as I held it to his neck.
(Y/N): "Fashionable hilt."
I inched it closer to his neck. He only glared back.
Jedi: "If you want a plea for my life you will not find one."
He suddenly outstretched his hand, I tried to cut it off but I again was sent flying back. Having lost grip of the Jedi's lightsaber my back smacked into a tree. I dodged a quick slash that cut down the trunk as I deflected blows with a sloppy usage of both Soresu and Makashi.
It was then I saw an opening in his attack, I leapt backwards out of his reach. Holding out my blade with my wrist exposed, letting him know of my fatal flaw.
He charged forward once more. aiming exactly where I needed him. I tossed my sabre up and pulled my hand down, letting his blade taste air while he rushed past.
I caught my hilt and while he was recovering, I twirled it around until I backhanded it. Thrusting backwards, I hear a grunt of pain and the sound of the Jedi's lightsaber deactivating.
Pulling my crimson blade out of what I assumed to be his abdomen. I turned around to see him kneeling, holding the side of his stomach while exclaiming in pain he then eventually tipped to the side, falling limp onto the ground as I activated my red sabre once more, slicing his hilt in half.
(Y/N): "You gave a good fight, I commend it. Worthy of recognition in the archives of your filthy Neo Jedi Order..."
I gave my final word, before deactivating and holstering my lightsaber, beginning to make my way back towards my base. I stopped, staring at the pile of dead Clones crushed by my speeder.
(Y/N): "At least accidentally crashing the speeder came with some benefits..."
I sarcastically stated.
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