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Ok, one spot is left open for admission into the dark side. As for numbers currently, characters are free to slowly change sides. We have one person willing to turn from the Dark to the Light already.

The story has already been posted in the original thread, which is now the Light side. All Dark Force members, post here. Cthulhu is in charge of this side, all questions or complaints should be sent to him.

Both sides are following the same plot, but this makes it more...secretive, if you will. Everyone will meet back up in the original eventually, once we focus on one main plot focus. Until then, happy extermination of the do-gooders of the galaxy!.

~ Sai Rhavan

Vincent took no second thought, when the master gave an order, it was law.

There was a trait of Proxy's that, more or less, stood out from others,
Speed.
Vincent's sheer speed is his main weapon when in any sort of fight,
able to "flash" short distances, is what made him victorious in most battles he had been in. And the use of a light saber as a main weapon, all but amplified his fatality rate. The light saber was a light-weight weapon with incredible
flexibility in combat, which is what made it Vincent's weapon of choice. He prefers close-range, open area combat, so as to make the most of his abilitys.

Tatooine had given him the open space to train using the light-saber along with his speed, to give him ultimate concentration.

Vincent moved his hand slowly to the inner edge of the heavy jacket that covered him, and simultaneously taking the long white mask from his face, and
casting it into the sand, revealing his dark, demon appearance.

He pulled the long piece of hardware from his jacket. with a moan it released a beam of red light.

Vincent taking a casual stance, quickly disappeared, as a cloud of sand bounced up from where he was standing.

Vincent quickly made himself known as a giant flare of red glistened through the sand down toward the sith lord.

<...hehe...I'm trying...(^_^!)

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Pravus prepared himself for the coming attack. He may have been exceptionally strong, but he was not nearly as quick as his apprentice. When dealing with lightsabers, speed was generally the deciding factor rather than strength. He still had one major advantage over the pupil.

Experience.

Raising his saber to deflect the blow, he quickly reached down to his other saber and activated it, throwing it at Vincent. If it struck him, the blow would almost certainly be lethal, but this was the risk of training with real weapons. Besides, he told himself as he smiled under his mask, there were always cybernetic replacements.

Vincent was not worried about the saber thrown but the one that lay in the hands of his master, during his training he had taken quite a liking to the lethal methods used, they were the most real. And the most effective.
And his master's own displacement towards his health contributed to his mental strength, making him all the more fit for the dark side.

Vincent had easily dodged the surprise, he flicked around the other side of Pravus, and brought his saber(using his left hand) in a sweeping motion towards Pravus.

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He had to admit he was impressed. Most never saw that one coming. He quickly shifted his position, and used one hand to lock sabers with Vincent, using him immense strength to shift his weight forward and attempt to push him away.

His free hand moved only slightly and the thrown saber made a return trip, landing his free hand. He immediatly raised it and swung at Vincent's face as he pushed.

"But sir.Me and my troops can handle this I assure you."The captain defended

"It is not your troops I worry about.I worry about him,if he dies then I do not get the satisfaction of hearing his death.I want him alive,which is a task beyond the borders of your skill.Wait for the man I am sending."The comm clicked,and the commanding voice was gone...

"Can't get him alive?We have him cornered."The Captain scoffed and turned toward his troops."I'm sure we can handle this man can we not?"His troops nodded in agreement."He is wanted alive so take caution where you aim.Lets move out."The Captain grabbed his blaster and made for the door in which the man had locked himself in..."Get that door open."He ordered."Yes sir."One of his troops replied and quickly got to work on the control pad for the door...A few minutes past."Whats taking so long soldier?!"The captain questioned.

"Something is wrong with the door sir.I can't open it."

"Don't send a nerd to do a blasters job."Captain mumbled to himself and raised his heavy blaster to the door and pulled the trigger.The weapon kicked and a flash of yellow color blew a hole the size of a man into the metal plate door.The six armored Bounty Hunters jumped into the hole and entered the seemingly empty room,the tips of their guns pointing in every direction.

"Where is he?"

"I don't know."

"Shut it boys."The captain silenced them and led the way deeper into the room heavy blaster at alert.Sweat formed on his brow hidden beneath his heavy armored mask.The room was completely empty,where could he have gone?"You should turn back."A voice not of his own mind echoed inside his head.

"I think we should turn back."One of the troops echoed the voice.

"We are not turning back you weak minded fools!"The captain yelled.

Laughter erupted from above them."Weak minded?He was making the smart decision."The captain looked up and saw a man clinging to the ceiling.He lifted his blaster to his prey,but growled as the gun was ripped from his grasp by an unknown force.The snap hiss of a light saber and the green pillar above confirmed it was the person he was looking for."Set for stun and get him down!"The captain roared.He turned around to look at his men,but to his dismay they were all unconscious."What the-"He turned around and the Saber wielder was standing three feet away."Shame,they fell asleep on the job."Zake mocked.

"Why do you fight with a longer stick then our own?"The Captain asked.
"When I'm not outnumbered and out gunned is when I will fight on the same playing field."Zake replied and feigned an over head strike with his saber but lashed out with his free open hand impacting hard under the captains jaw below his ear,knocking him far into unconsciousness.

Now its time to get out of here.

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I said do not tempt me!

It was not until he had locked sabers with his master that he realized just why he had joined the dark side, there was so much power he could get, and power is all he wanted.

Vincent felt the glowing heat of the saber before his mind told him to move.
Vincent, reluctantly, opened the other side of his lightsaber, and like a typhoon had erupted, the sand kicked up and flew in all directions.
Vincent managed to escape the lock and the saber that almost took his head off.

He stand glaring at Pravus.

"I still can't escape with a single saber, I always have to resort to the dual, just to escape your strikes, master."

Vincent closed one end of his saber, returning to the casual stance he had before.

"I must overcome this. Master, lets go again."

Vincent had thoroughly hated his lack of skill with a saber, though he could
handle a dual-saber better than a single, he thrived for perfect form in the art.

He charged at normal speed at Pravus and got within 3 yards of him and
once again flicked, kicking sand up where he had been standing.
Vincent reappeared right in front of Pravus, and swung his saber downward towards his master's head.

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When Vincent resorts to the second saber, there is a phantom chuckle from somewhere above the hut as the Mandalorian watches without being watched, herself.

There were ways to learn asside from the sort that Parvus taught. Observation of Force-users might well be sharpening Shay's own skills for some unforseen day when she, once more, would hunt the Jedi as a Mandalorian should.

It was a little like inviting a hunting cat into your household. Sure, the beast would keep away the neighboors, but how long until you moved from the provider of meat to meat, yourself?

"You handicap yourself at your own peril, child."

Pravus grounded himself as best he could, throwing up a saber to deflect the blow. The glow of his other saber went away as he clipped it back to it's place.

"All this time, and I fear you are learning nothing."

There was genuine anger in his voice as he spoke.

"You are a Sith!"

The fingers on his free hand began to close up and clench into a tight fist.

"Act like one!"

With that he pulled his saber away and propelled his fist forward, delivering a fierce blow to Vincent's stomach, unleashing a barrage of purple lightning directly into his body, his free hand still wielding the active saber.

(OOC, just to let everyone know, I got permission to land those hits on him prior to posting this. I would never start saying that I'm landing hits on someone if I didn't get the OK from them first. I'm not a cheater. Just wanted to clarify that.)

(Wow, this thread's falling down the list. Want me to make a new character here to help out?)