posted December 23, 2000 04:22 PM               

Sirius' eye brows bowed as he glared back at Exar. The fear in the room was begining to grow stronger, and the two Dark Jedi we skilled at turning fear into power.

The Sith mark that Exar wore on his forhead seemed to glow with white hot hate. The small room was like a mail box with an m-80 in it. Once the fuse finished burning, the room would explode into a hundred peices (don't ask me how I know what happens to a mail box when you put an m-80 in it mwhahaha..... :P)

Exar's hand slowly reached down and his fingers closed around the handle of a sword he had recently aquried on a journey. He pulled the sword from it's scabbard and cocked it behind his head.

Sirius looked at Exar desprtly. He held his hands in front of him, "Exar, you fool...can't you feel what is going on...Atrus is installing fear into us, so that we destroy eachother...this isn't us. Put the sword away."

Sirius' calmness shocked Exar, and impressed him. Never the less Exar hurled the sword at Sirius, but aimed it just to the left of him. The blade deeply inbeded itself in the wall behind Sirius. The blade's force sencitivty allowed it to cut into the wall like butter.

Sirius looked at Exar, as his eyes widend. He then grabbed the handle of the sword, and with the assitance of his body weight ripped the sword down through the wall. Forming a primitive doorway. Exar walked over to Sirius and smiled at him. As he pulled his sword back into it's scabbard and they walked out of the room.

posted December 24, 2000 12:59 AM               

"Thanks," Cosmic replied. "You did pretty well, too. What do we do next?"

"No clue, as usual." Agent said with a grin.

posted December 24, 2000 07:47 AM               

"Come on Sirius, I am thinking that we get to their main hall, and leave some kind of 'note' foe 'em hehe..."

Sirius squinted his eyes and mummbled, "Athran is in trouble..."

"What are you talking about?" Exar said.

"Can't you sense that? Athran is in trouble...he is in a battle right now."

Exar closed his eyes and allowed the Force to swirl around him, like falling into a pool. All at once Exar could feel Athran's body weakening, and members from Griffen Talon, and Trigit closing around him.

"Frak!" Exar barked as he looked wide eyed at Sirius.

"What do we do...?" Sirius said knowing what the answer would be.

"Let's go..." Exar said turning on his heel and racing out of Griffen's base to go help his team mate.

Like two birds of prey flying through the jungle at top speed Sirius and Exar were a blur to the eye as the sped along the forest floor with swan like grace. Jumping over fallen logs, and weaving between trees they finally burst out of the brush and could see the intence battle between the two Griffen members and Athran.

Sirius leapt into the air and came somursaulting down ontop of Trigit. His glowing blade came to life with an angry hiss of power as he clashed with Trigit sabre and then fell to the earth behind him (I know it isn't really 'earth' but I think we all get what I am saying right?)

Like a water serpent Exar smoothly attacked Talon bending his legs to come in, then jumping into the air allowing his sabre to clash with Talon's on the way up. Giving Athran time to back up and regain his composure.

The now 5 Dark Jedi clashed in feirce combat that the galaxy rarely ever had the privlige to watch. Lightsabres' came togather, sputterd and burned then wisked apart and attacked again.

Exar battled Talon with firce determination. He took a defecive stance and let Talon be the attacker now. Talon spun aroud sweaping Exar's legs with such speed that the blade left a streak of black trail. Exar guided his sabre, holding it loosly in his hand letting it dance through the air in a semi-circle before bouncing off Talon's blade and sworing around again to block another attack.

A few metors away Trigit jabbed at Sirius with pleasure. Sirius's dark gaze fell onto Trigit as he spun and twisted attacking while jumping at Trigit. The double blades from Trigit's lightstaff whizzed through the air. His mastery of the staff was amazing considering the short period that he had it. They clashed in the air and for a split second, that seemed to last forever they gazed at eachother, while their sabres burned ear their faces. Then the quickly fell back to the ground and attacked eachother again in a blur.
(The part where the met in the air for second, I invision that like the matrix when Neo and Agent Smith meet in the subway, ya know when the jump at eachother and in slowmotion you see the bullets fly over their heads as they try to shoot eachother...anyway if you missed it go rent the Matrix tonight. Awsome movie:P )

Exar lept into the air sending a combination of strikes down at Talon's head he then fell back to the ground and glared at his opponet.

posted December 24, 2000 01:19 PM               

In a fluid motion that cought Exar off guard Talon quickly sprang forward and allowed his sabre to flow behind him. Talon stretched his forward hand out and conected his fist with Exar's jaw. He then let his blade follow. In a jerk Exar pulled up his weapon to defend against Talon's attack. The blade pinged off norrowly missing Exar's neck.

Talon smiled as a tiny stream of blood begain to flow from Exar's chin, where he had been struck. Exar relised his sabre with his right hand and brought it up to his mouth. In a slow movment he wiped the blood from his jaw and looked at it. He then placed the tips of his fingers on his tounge. After that he looked up at Talon. Exar's mouth twisted into a half smile and he noded. He then quickly spit out the blood like Bruce Lee does and charged at Talon sabre held high. The sabres clashed togather with titanic force. Sparks radomly flew through the air as the two battled. Talon backed Exar up sevreal meters untill Talon, Trigit, Sirius, and Exar were all battleing side by side. Exar jumped into the air and pulled his knees up to his chest. He then spun around in an expertly timed air born horse kick that landed in Trigit's solarplex. Exar kept up the momentum and swong at Talon with a mighty blow that sent a shockwave through the sabres. Talon stumbled backward then fell to the ground.

posted December 24, 2000 03:52 PM               

Talon cursed as he stumbled backwards. "That's it." Talon thought as he rolled out of his fall. He had not wanted to hurt his assistant too badly... just rough him up a bit. Now he was starting to get quite mad at the young lad and his anger was getting harder to control. Ignighting the saber that Trigit had given him, Talon started to attack Exar in the same way that he did Athran... fast! Exar started backing up as he barely blocked the swings that kept flying at him every time he batted the one before it away.

Talon watched out of the corner of his eye that Trigit was having problems with Athran. Exar used this moment of hesitation to his advantage, ducking under one of Talon's blows and sweeting his legs out from under him. As he fell to the ground, Talon spun like a break dancer and dropped Exar too. As both of them quickly got up, an uprooted support beam landed between them. Both of them looked to where it had come from and saw the fight between Athran and Trigit. Athran had a large cut on his right arm and was using his left to fight. He was also using the force to rip just about anything from its place and heave it at Trigit. Another support beam started to move and a loud creak could be heard through most of the Mustang.

posted December 24, 2000 08:18 PM               

Talon scissored his blades and grabbed Athran's with it. Kicking him in the chest, Talon ripped Athran's saber in the other direction. The support beam he was going to rip from the wall kept falling, but it was quickly pushed back up by an invisible hand. Talon guided the support back into its place and wedged it back into place. Hearing something fly by him quickly, Talon turned his attention to Athran who had summoned his saber to him with the force.

Athran glanced at his saber and nodded to Exar Kun who was at his side, who nodded to Sirius. All five of the Dark Jedi activated their sabers at once and the fight went on. Trigit continued his fight with Athran and Talon fought Sirius and Exar Kun at the same time.

Talon parried one of Exar's swings that in turn blocked Sirius' swing at the same time. As he smiled at the thought of finally proving that he was a better fighter than Exar a thought came to him, but he did not have time to be bothered with it. "Not yet... soon. Very soon."

posted December 24, 2000 10:02 PM               

To Atrus' left, Zsinj, the soon to be Conscription Overseer and current Griffen Sect member. . . And to his right, High Colonel Ghen, a person strong in the force. Sith Battlelord as his formal rank before coming the the Vast Empire.

They could hear the hum of sabres nearby. They were getting closer. They could smell the ionization of the air, a distinct smell resulting from Lightsabres clashing.

They arrived at the edge of the clearing after a few more moments. Atrus turned and nodded to Zsinj "Go even up the numbers. . ." and with that Zsinj ignited his sabre and joined in the combat with the nearest opponent. Zsinj turned out to be an excellent sabreist.

After a moment of watching the 3 vrs 3 combatants engage each other Ghen turned to Atrus and whispered, "At, your jedi are very skilled. I would hate to face them as a true enemy in the field." Then turned back to watch the action side by side, these two cousins have been close to each other since they were mere toddlers. They look so similiar that sometimes people think that they are brothers, or even sometimes twins when they dress alike. They're age was exactly 1 year apart, Atrus the older of the two.

They continued to watch the combat for several more hours, unnoticed, until one by one, the combatants were elimnated from the battle. Either by temporary injury, wariness, exhaustion, or simply giving up at the futilness of fighting amoungst themselves due to they were all very strong warriors. Once they were all laying around, drained from fighting for weeks with no food nor sleep... Only the Force to survive on, Atrus stepped forward with Ghen to the side and slightly behind him.

He started slighty clapping.... "Good work my young brethren." said out to his fellow Jedi. "Computer, turn simulation off." He commanded afterwards. Then the holographics battlefield faded away.

Atrus closed his eyes remembering what had happened before he came down to the training arena...

Atrus walked through the door to Caramon's office with his companion, and cousin, Ghen. They were greated by a standard Imperial protocal droid. "Greetings, Master Hexum. Master Majere is currently not here, but he left this message for you..." The droid exclaimed upon seeing Atrus enter, then handed him a datacard.

Atrus gestured to Ghen and then 'Grassroots' pulled out a datacard reader from his Army utility belt.

Atrus took it then inserted the small flat datacard into the slot and read the message...
"Atrus... By the time you read this message you will have noticed the Force bubble gona from around you and you should be intune with your powers again... You have grown considerably stronger in your use of Fear. That is all..."

Atrus came back from the quick flashback, and shook his head briefly. Then he and Ghen went around to each of the Jedi and healed them through the Force... Atrus had looked into the future, and saw that they'll all need their stregth for the upcoming conflict. After all was said and done, Dark Jedi Master 'Nix' went around to all the members and gave them all brief, minor, yet helpful tips on their fighting techniques from what he has observed over the past few weeks.

After he was done debriefing each member he dismissed them all to go to the mess hall and to their quaters to to rest and get some food. Saving their energy for the upcoming conflict. Once all the members left the gym Atrus and Ghen went to the officer's longue and had a few drinks, while waiting for what comes next to happen....

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Darth Atrus 'Nix' Hexum
Prince of the Vast Empire
Acting - Head of the High Council
Vast Empire Navy, Naval Commander in Chief
Vast Empire Dark Jedi, Grand Master - Griffen Sect Lord
NCC/Fleet Admiral Atrus 'Nix' Hexum/HCN-2/VEN, =A=,[mT/P: "Nix Hex"]{NC}{VES}{LoCx4}{CM}{SRC}{BoH}{IOC}
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[This message has been edited by Atrus (edited December 24, 2000).]

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posted December 25, 2000 01:29 PM               

"Greetings. Some of us are not here as you very well know. They have been granted leave to their families on our civilian ships. Those if you with family, friends, and girl/boy friends may take the next few days off and shuttle on over to where they are at. I would like for you all to have as much fun as possible. When the holidays are over in approximately 2 to 3 days we will be making the final hyperspace jump to Bastion where we will finally start putting our permenant lives together. I have ordered a skeleton crew and I am also ordering everyone to take some time off. I will remain here on the Mustang by myself making sure everything goes smoothly. I would like to commend everyone on successfully completing their training. You have proven to me that all the training and hard work is paying off. You have proven to me that with all of the distractions you can continue kicking butt and taking names. I want to thank each and every one of you. You not only made me proud, but Field Marshal Threeof4 and Grand Moff Kadann as well. So go, enjoy yourselves. Forget all about the Vast Empire and spend some time with your families. Since I will be frequenting all of the active ships to make sure everything continues to run smoothly I want you all to know that if I see any one of you I will be highly upset. You all need your rest because when we head for home, there will be a lot of work for us to do. Once again, thank you, happy holidays, and may the force be with you."

Majere sighed once again and before his staff of officers could corner him for questions Majere dissapeared. Atrus could tell that every word that Majere said was true and honest. Majere was indeed very proud of everyone despite everything going on recently. He could also tell that Majere was in serious trouble but he dared not approach him about it. Atrus smiled, removed his Admirals coat and headed towards the turbolift to his private shuttle. He planned on being the first one to enjoy this time off.

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