An Epic Tale

Greetings. Below is a story that me and three other authors have been working on. We have been working on it for a long time but decided that we wanted some more readers. It's not the greatest story ever writen but I hope you like it. The story is a mix of many elements that you may notice as you read, but to my knowledge I'm not breaking any rules. If I am, well I guess I'll have to close this thread. I am going to post it one piece at a time so you'll have to check in now and again to see if I've put the next piece up. Be advised thought that it is not 100% error free nor is it perfect. I may from time to time reread it and decide that it needs to be better so I'll do just that, but I'll try and tell you if I change it. Also, it has a few words that I'm sure are edited and it is mildly graphic. Nothing gratuitous but it does have a splash of blood or two and it casualy mentions intercourse from time to time. So without further adieu, the story.


___The door slid open and Vyktrius looked up from his leather bound and
ancient book. Ceferus stood in the doorway tying his robe having just gotten
out of bed. Vyktrius checked his watch: 11:34.
___"Morning, you lazy bastard" Vyktrius said returning to his book.
___"Why do you always read that book, hell why do you read a book? Get a
data pad." Ceferus chided.
___Without looking up from his book and in an even tone Vyktrius responded, "This is the ancient text and besides some of us prefer to have some culture."
___"Culture! I'm not the one getting sex in return for training."
___In the same even tone Vyktrius rebukes, "That wasn't the pre-arranged
agreement. She and I just hit it off. Besides, she has talent."
___"Talent my ass."
___"What was that?" Ceferus looked down the hall to see Kristeen approaching,
a bath towel wrapped around her and her light saber clipped to the top. Her
wet hair and body caused Ceferus’ thoughts to drift. He quickly shook the thought away.
___"I would still like to know how we managed to get a shower in this junk pile ship."
Still not looking up from his book Vyktrius answers "What can I say, I
have a knack for building ships"
___"Yeah."
___"What did you say about my talent Ceferus?"
___"Why do you have your light saber with you?"
___"You always carry your weapon," she retorted
___"Let’s see you use it then :wub:!" With a quick motion Ceferus drew his
light saber and ignited it. Kristeen quickly unclipped hers but did not yet
ignite it. Ceferus raised his blade to begin the assault.
___With lighting speed Vyktrius’ hand shot up, palm towards the door
towards Ceferus. At the mere thought of it a pulse of force erupted from his
hand taking the exact, but invisible, shape of the door. It slammed into
Ceferus sending him into the far bulkhead. Ceferus dropped his light saber and it
immediately went out.
___"Are you insane?" Vyktrius roared, now standing up, "One accidental slash
through the outer bulkhead we'd have all been dead!"
___With a flick of his wrist Ceferus’ light saber returned to his hand.
Kristeen went to her room. "I'm sooo sorry I almost killed your ****ing girlfriend," Ceferus growled
___"Is that it Ceferus, you want a girlfriend. Fine, go get one. In fact when
we get to Nar Shada we'll go find you one. I bet there is at least one
force sensitive chick there who will take you. Hell, she doesn't even need
to be force sensitive, just find someone, bring them on boar and **** their
brains out, I don't care! But I swear Ceferus if you screw up the assault on
that battle cruiser I will kill you, and then raise you from the dead and
kill you again."
___"Hmmm... **** someone's brains out, that sounds like my kinda plan."
Vyktrius rolled his eyes in defeat. "Where's Kalab? Did he get done
what I wanted him to?"
___"How the hell should I know?"
___"I don't know. Find him."
Standing up Ceferus cupped his hands around his mouth. "KALAB!!"
___"Ceferus damn it. I could have done that!"
___"Why didn't you?" Vyktrius pursed his lips and pointed at the intercom
on the wall. "Ahh, I see."
Kalab stormed into view and glared at Ceferus and Vyktrius. "What!"
___In a blur of motion Vyktrius shot down the hall. In the blink of an eye
Kalab was pinned against the bulkhead, Vyktrius’ hand clutching his larynx.
The red twisted runic tattoos on Vyktrius’ Face, neck and exposed forearms
glowed slightly. His onyx eyes pierced Kalab's very soul. Vyktrius bore
his black teeth and growled "Never do that again." Vyktrius projected a
thought and Kalab's mind was suddenly filled with images of Vyktrius
breaking his spine over his knee.
___Vyktrius released Kalab and his feet touched the ground again. "Where
is the battle cruiser"
___Kalab glared at Vyktrius for a moment then spat, "It will be in high
orbit over Nar Shada one day after we arrive. The troops are ready in Nar
Shada."
___Vyktrius Took a step back. Clenching his fists and squeezing his eyes
shut he focused. The Tattoos faded and vanished and then his teeth and eyes
quickly returned to normal, or rather, normal to others. "Always hide one's
true self." Vyktrius quoted from the ancient text. "We'll be at Nar Shada in
less than ten hours. I'm going to take a nap. Ceferus, get ready to go."
___The “Tiger” landed on a rundown dock pad on the lower levels of the
planet-city. On board Kristeen put on common clothes for her role as a
seductive distraction. Ceferus concealed his unique forked light saber in his
robes and adjusted them. Vyktrius pulled on his cloak to hide his two
double-bladed light sabers and pulled over his cowl to hide his face. Kalab
waited by a secret exit hatch, his short light saber ready, waiting for the
others to leave so as to make his stealthy exit and complete the tasks
assigned to him.
___The four companions departed the ship. Ceferus, Kristeen and Vyktrius made
quickly for a known cantina making sure not to draw any attention. Vyktrius
halted and spoke to the other two quickly. "It is almost Time. We need to
get that Jedi to talk, contact our CSM team, and get ready to take that
ship. Don't do anything stupid. We can't afford any mistakes now."
___"CSM...Chaos Space Mariens?" Ceferus exclaimed in shock. "I didn't know those
were the soldiers we had at our disposal"
___"Yes Ceferus. But only a strike team right now. Thirty men to be exact. But
soon we will have legions my friend, legions"
___"Then why the need for such caution?"
___"We are Demi-Sith. A kill must have a purpose. The true Sith fail to
understand this or any other one of our principles. Those pompous bastards
only wish they had our teachings. Never forget you are greater than they or
any other. You, Me, and her...we are Demi-Sith." With a whirl of his cloak
the three were once again heading for the cantina.

___Kristeen broke off and casually walked down another road as Ceferus and Vyktrius
made strait for the Cantina. Kristeen would come to the cantina later but
she would not look as though she was part of any group.
Ceferus and Vyktrius strode to the entrance. As they approached two burley
guards made to block their way. Ceferus advanced a step and with a wave of his
hand the guards backed down. The two entered the cantina almost unnoticed.
Vyktrius surveyed the Cantina and found his target in a recessed table in
the far wall. Ceferus scanned the bar.
___"Your services are not required at this time, Ceferus. Go, make your move".
Ceferus nearly sprinted to the bar, but saved himself and made a graceful
landing on the seat next to his target: a brunet in a halter-top.
Vyktrius made for his Jedi informer. The man was young and was clearly
showing trouble completely hiding his emotions. "You’re a Jedi, control
yourself."
___"I'm controlling myself just fine." The young Jedi retorted. He had a
muscular physique and neat short hair.
___"I could smell your fear from across the room"
___"Of course you could you fool, but no one else in this room can"
___"no one?"
___"..."
___"Tell me, where is it?" Vyktrius demanded calmly.
___"Why do you really want to know?"
___"Yours is not to reason why." The young Jedi still refused to give a response.
___"Come now you can tell me." Vyktrius’ voice became a melodious purr. The
force slowly worked its way into the Jedi's mind. But he threw it off.
___"The location is an ancient secret. I can't just tell you."
___"But you know it don't you?" not a note of anger escaping in his voice but
luckily for him his hood concealed the anger quickly growing on his face.
___"Its just that...." the young Jedi seemed to hesitate for a moment.
Vyktrius’ hand slowly slid to one of his light sabers. The deadly weapon of
both Jedi and Sith and this one was no different, but better. Made of rare
metals and even rarer crystals found on remote, isolated, and extremely
dangerous planets it was worth more than a large starship.
___"...Sith...you are under arrest!" This last word rising above the din as
a sign the others. In a flash six light saber blades stabbed into the darkness
to illuminate the cantina.
___"You think you’re clever don't you. You think I didn't know they were
here," the tattoos began to glow once more casting an eerie glow in the
darkness cast by his drawn hood. The young Jedi stood and drew his
light saber adding its glow to the others to make seven.
___Vyktrius stood slowly but purposefully. He stood there and the tension grew
till but the slightest move would cause an eruption of force and light.
___Vyktrius clenched his two double-bladed lightsabers, weapons that marked the
end of any who crossed their owner, under the cover of his cloak.
___All the while Ceferus was far from oblivious to the situation. Sensing his
moment fast approaching and feeling Kristeen’s presence in the cantina Ceferus
reached for his light saber.
___The Jedi drew around Vyktrius in preparation for a fight, light sabers held
high and minds on guard. With a flurry of motion, Vyktrius threw off his
cloak. The Jedi closed in quickly but were stopped in their tracks by what
they beheld; the only person they had ever seen wielding two double-bladed
light sabers simultaneously.
___The tattoos glowed fierce and his eyes and teeth as black as the deeps of
space, Vyktrius stared down his foes, his face showing nothing but the furry
to be unleashed upon them. His obvious strength was undeniable and the Jedi began to have their doubts as to the sanity of the approaching fight.
___Ceferus stood slowly and prepared to fight but held his hand to reap the full
benefits of a well planned surprise. Waiting for an unknown signal Ceferus
caught a message through the force from Kriteen to Vyktrius
“When this is over, meet me in my room.” And with that two more light sabers joined the rest. Bursting from the booth Vyktrius leapt high in the air to begin the fight.

Moved to the Bibliotheca!

Never a big fan of geeky things but this was pretty good.
ive read it all and i think its good that you hear about the freinds playing with eachother and talking to eachother like freinds do, however that you can hear in real life so that would be boring, then you make them a little crazy, almost killing eachother wich makes it intresting. And there is just some things i dont like, :wub:. Mayby its just personal but that word ruins alot.
And that i didnt get explained of anything, didnt know it was starwars untill they started saying jedi and stuff. And i guess you will explain why they jump on the little jedi later in the book aye?

Thanks, your imput is one of the soul reasons I decided to post the story at all. I lookforward to hearing more from more people. About the ":wub:" though. His character was actually based on someone and that was just something he would say. But don't worry, he doens't say that again. I should put up the next piece within a couple of days.

very nice written, but i kinda got lost with all the characters, but i love your choice of words!

Why thank you. Don't worry about the characters thought. You'll get to know and love them quickly enough.

Pretty good SW fanfic, Vyk. Good wording.

Oh, and speaking of SW fanfics, when I was browsing the halo.bungie.org site once, I happened to chance upon a Halo-SW crossover. Very interesting, that one was.

Well I would just like to say thanks to the 100 people who have taken the time to read the first installment of our story. At least I hope the 100 views equal 100 people who have read it. But thanks and I will post the next bit later today.

Originally Posted by Vyktrius

Well I would just like to say thanks to the 100 people who have taken the time to read the first installment of our story. At least I hope the 100 views equal 100 people who have read it. But thanks and I will post the next bit later today.

u are in denial, people click on your post and when they see how much they gotta read...
They click backward and start surfing again

And you know this how? I take it you didn't read it then. It doesn't matter. I put it here so people can read it. I would like it if they did but as they say "You can lead a horse to water". So to you and everyone I say "read it." You'll like it, I think.

Well here is the next installment. Its much shorter, for those of you who share the complaint of "habelo". And for those of you who actually read it, thanks. Oh and it would be nice to get some feedback just so I can tell how many people acually read it. Nothing exuberent, just so I can tell if I'm wasting my time. Thanks again and here it is.


___With a flash Vyktrius leapt from the floor launching himself into the air, he
somersaulted through the air toward the first Jedi. He reached for his
blades and ignited them in mid air. With lightning speed Vyktrius swept his
dual double-bladed light sabers across the first Jedi's body, and landed on
the floor next to him. Vyktrius stood and turned to the Jedi, who’s face was
stricken with fear from Vyktrius’ sheer speed. He blindly charged towards
Vyktrius. He took one step and fell to pieces, literally, What had looked like
one slash from both light sabers was actually closer to 30.
___Vyktrius looked at the remaining Jedi and uttered two words, "Who's next?"
The bar patrons screamed and ran from the cantina, leaving only six Jedi
standing.
___Vyktrius was completely still with complete focus while the people rushed by
him until he saw one that peaked his interest, it was the Twi’lik that Ceferus
was trying to ask out.
___As the last of the people scrambled out of the cantina two of the Jedi
charged at Vyktrius, blades raised, Vyktrius pressed the hilt on his sabers releasing
the solid light beam and attempted to reacted to the attack, but was cut
short by Ceferus’ intervention, with incrdible speed such that that the Jedi had a harm time tracking. Ceferus ran to the Jedi, ignited his blade, and swept it across both Jedi with one motion.
___Ceferus looked at the young Jedi now on the floor screaming in pain and said
"You may be able to fight ,my friend. Needless to say you may be able to clear a
packed bar out without me caring, but when you scare away my ‘prey’, that's just unforgivable".
___Kristeen finished off the last Jedi and turned off her lightsaber. Vyktrius did the same and clicked them to there respective sides "Rage has an astonishing way of temporarily amplifying one's abilities. The Jedi don't use this, out of fear, but they won't admit it. Learn to control this rage and use it and someday your powers may equal my own. But you’d best learn your place Ceferus. When our master died he left me the texts and the
responsibility of continuing our teachings and you know why. Don't doubt
that I consider you my equal. You have far more skill in the force than
your former Sith teachers would admit. But you need not get worked up. Was
it not you who used to be out all night with up to three different women?
___When our army is raised millions of CSMs will fight and die at your command.
Control now will pay of greatly. Unless you would like to finish it right
here."
___Ceferus did not look sore. He understood what Vyktrius was saying and it was
true. It was not that Ceferus needed that one Twi'lek, it was merely that
Vyktrius had been leading this small band and the very few other Demi-Sith to
their inveitable glory and Ceferus had not played much part yet. His talents had gone, thus far, almost unnoticed. Be he knew, and hoped Vyktrius knew, that he had skills to contribute. But he did not, as of now, know when he would use those talents. Ceferus clipped his light saber to his side.
"Remember Ceferus you are a master Demi-Sith as much as I am if only
slightly less experienced. But we are brothers and I have your back as I
hope you have mine."
___"Well," Ceferus looked down at his watch "We have about 23 hours until the
assault. I'm going to get some tail."
___"You do that Ceferus. I'll meet up with Captain Krath and make the final
arrangements and meet you back at the ship"
___The three went there seperate ways, Kristeen with Vyktrius and Ceferus on his
own. Ceferus didn't know exactly where he was going but he knew that there had
to be at least a million cantinas around here.
___As luck would have it Ceferus did find another cantina. He walked right in
and made for the bar. "Scotch on the rocks" he demanded and made a glance up
and down the bar. He spotted a more than suitable target a few seats down.
___Before Ceferus could change his view she looked over at him. Inadvertantly
she bit her lower lip in that classic 'I want you' gesture. She blushed and
looked away. Ceferus straightened his hair and scooted over a seat. 'Maybe
tonight wasn't so bad after all' Ceferus thought to himself.

Well for those of you who have been waiting (And I don't think there is more than one person if that many) here is the next installment. I'm not sure what the rate of readers to views is but I think I'll just keep posting until I get bored or someone yells at me. So, here it is.


___As Ceferus moved down the bar he pondered what line would best fit the
situation 'hey beautiful I haven't seen you in here before', but then again
Ceferus had never been in here before either, or he could go with 'Can I buy you
a drink'. But she already had a drink so that was out, so he went with the
subtle approach.
___Ceferus casually walked up to her never breaking his concentration on her. In a
cheating fashion he used his force perception to search her feelings, and he
found out what he already new; she wanted him.
___Ceferus walked up to her and saw an empty seat to the left of her which he went for, forcing him to walk behind her adding to her anticipation, as well as letting Ceferus get the tw'ilk's full over view to find out just how attractive she really was. As
Ceferus soon found out she was very attractive.
___The Twi'lek followed Ceferus’ movements, her head never moving. Ceferus sat down in the stool next to her and said, "You know you look a lot like my next girlfriend."
___The Twi'lek replied "Do I?" Ceferus saw this as a sure sign of what he knew what was now inevitable. Ceferus thought of the next advance that entered his mind, which
wasn't very hard, based on the fact that this wasn't his first Time.
___"Well at least the parts I can see. I think I would have to give you a thorough examination."
___"Ok should we go to you place or mine?"
___Ceferus replied, "Have you ever done it on a starship?" She stood up from her chair and grabbed he Wookie fur coat.
The bartender passed Ceferus his drink, although late, extremely needed. Ceferus grabbed the glass, raised it to the bartender and drank the whole glass all at once. The bartender begin to speak to Ceferus just before he could finish his drink, "You
know, sir, Scotch on the rocks is not a drink to be taken lightly." Ceferus
finished his glass slammed on the counter swallowed his drink and looked up
at the bartender and tossed the glass in the air. Tthe bartender caught it in mid flight.
___Ceferus grabbed his Kraxl leather jacket, threw it over his should and held on to it with one hand, his other strapped tightly across the Twi'lek’s waist, exited the bar and headed for home.

___As Ceferus headed off into the city Vyktrius and Kristeen headed elsewhere.
Walking up and down the winding streets they eventually came to a hotel in
an even lower level. The two walked in but only Vyktrius ascended the narrow
staircase.
___As Vyktrius walked down the hall many strange and probably illegal "guests"
scattered leaving a wake of emptiness and silence that none dared fill with
so much as a loud breath.
___Vyktrius came to the door he was looking for and knocked then waited. The door swung open and stream of curses was quickly halted when the room's occupant saw at what he was cursing.
___"My Lord!" Captain Krath stammered and moved to allow his employer entrance
into the room.
___"I must be quick. I have much more important business to attend to. Are
you ready for tomorrow?"
"We are." Krath returned and sat back down on his broken down bed where he
had laid out the distinguished captain's armor worn by CSM captains. Krath
himself was a tough man whose face showed the weathering of a hundred
battles. His left eye missing, probably lost at the same time he received the
gash that now made the scar running down the left side of his face and over
his now useless eye socket. His hair was shaved very short and he had the
physique of one who lifts heavy loads all day.
___"I want to be sure your men are up to this."
___"Sir, the Chaos may have dissipated but it had nothing to do with the CSM
training. I can assure you. Besides, you have seen what we can do. A
shipload of Federation marines and sailors are a pushover for me and my
men."
___Krath picked up a piece of armor and began to polish it to a perfect black
shine.
"After the Battle Cruiser we will need head to Nova Carthago to rally the
World Eater Legion."
___"Hmm...World Eaters...bastards. Now the Iron Warriors Legion..."
___"I don't know where they are. And Even if I did I don't think I could get
to them. No, the World Eaters are fine. And of coures the success of this
mission and the validation of my cause will mean your legion, The Black
Legion, will be at my disposal."
"Yes sir. I'll see that my men are ready. You will be joining in the
assault personally am I correct?"
___"And my crew, yes that is correct. But I have wasted enough time. There
is much work and meditation to be done this night. Do not disappoint me!"
___"Wouldn't dream of it sir."
___"Very good. Until tomorrow." Vyktrius took his leave of the captain and
rejoined Kristeen outside. The two made off with haste for the ship.
___Vyktrius and Kristeen were barely inside the ship before the both of them
began ripping the clothes of the other and going at it. Meditation could wait.

Well not many replies from people after the first few but the views are up and that is good enough for me. But trust me the story will get better. Oh, and any one who likes the story and doesn't have anything in their signature, I encourage you to make a link to this site. I would love nothing more than a few more readers. Thanks to all my loyal readers of whom I'm sure there are none. So here's the next... chapter.

___Ceferus returned to the ship but before he could get close he
felt sudden passionate waves flow over him with the use of his force power,
sensing that the ship was already occupied and not wanting to go in there for the sake of
having to listen to the other two going at it all night Ceferus made a quick change in course
that his escort didn't notice.
___Ceferus quickly began to look for a vacant ship. With a little luck
Ceferus found one. He reached out with the force and unlocked and opened the
front hatch. Leading his date inside Ceferus flicked on the lights. "Home
Sweet Home." and reaching out with the force he quickly searched for a bed.
___Several hours later Ceferus woke up from his long night of "sleep". To
his surprise he had woken up earlier then his norm. He stretched him arms in front of him
and interlocked his fingers and slowly raised them over his head in an
effort to stretch and release any...energy left over from last night. He
stood from the bed and walked to the chair in the middle the room but
he stopped half way, he heard a yawn come from his bed a sure sign that his
twi'lek...friend was awake. He turned to her and saw a look of total
satisfaction on her face, Ceferus had a slight smile in the corner of his
mouth.
___He turned and continued to the chair. He stood at the foot of the chair
and extended his hand out towards the small package on the table next the
chair. He unwrapped the bundle to retrieve its occupant. His forked light saber, a
weapon of remarkable craftsmanship, the only one of it's kind. The fighting style
which Ceferus uses with it is one of his own design. The weapon was forged
in the fires of Mustafar, a planet covered in a fiery blaze; the metal is cortosis, the
only known metal capable of stopping a light saber. The crystal was formed
in the core of Daranos a planet destroyed in the Sith wars, a planet
incapable of sustaining any kind of life. The weapon was truly a tool, not
to be trifled with.
___After clipping his weapon to his side Ceferus reached across
the table and retrieved his cigars, a very rare and very illegal brand, only
made here on Nar Shada, where law had no meaning. Ceferus reached for his shears
and clipped off the end, then retrieved his matches and proceeded to light
his rare delight. He breathed deeply letting the ember burn bright red
slowly eating away at the cigar. He held his breath tilted his head back and
released his breath sending smoke in the air. He pulled his head down to see
the Twi'lek kneeling on his bed holding a power-5 blaster aiming it square
at Ceferus' head.
___Ceferus Didn't seem fazed by the deadly weapon, still holding his cigar with his
middle and pointer finger he brought his cigar up to his lips and inhaled,
his eye's never leaving the Twi'lek, whose name Ceferus didn't bother to learn.
The women shouted at him
___"Against the wall. Now!" Ceferus exhaled the smoke inthe direction of the half naked Twi'lek.
___Ceferus stared at her and finally said,"You know how to use that thing, bounty hunter?"
___The twi'lek paused before opening her mouth, "Yeah, I'm a damn surgeon
with this thing. now get against the..." She was cut short by Ceferus' laughter.
___"Do you think you can take me in all on your own?" The Twi'lek's hands began
to shake. A sure sign that she was scared, Ceferus knew this, she wouldn't
kill him... or would she?
___Before Ceferuscould ask her to put the gun down she sent a bolt of light straight at Ceferus'
chest. The Twi'lek took her eye away from the sight to gaze upon Ceferus'
lifeless corpse, but to her surprise all she could see was a smoking hole in the
chair were Ceferus was. She stood from the bed only the sheet covering her. She
eyes darted around the room looking for any sign of Ceferus but to no avail.
___She heard a low raspy laugh all around her, as if Ceferus was the room. But
she still saw nothing except an empty room. Frightened by her new
predicament she pushed her gun in front of her and began blindly firing shots into the
room at every place she thought Ceferus was, not quite sure where he was. She
released her trigger and looked around the now hole filled room, again her
eyes darted around the room looking for some trace of Ceferus. But the
anticipation and fear grew to great and she finally cracked.
___She backed up and screamed "WHERE ARE YOU!"
___Standing right behind her he whispered, "here". the Twi'lek raised her elbow to
meet Ceferus' face but was stopped by Ceferus' hand, and with one motion grabbed both her wrists and forced them by her side. Ceferus' eyes burring blue with intensity, piercing into her very soul, a technique he learned from Vyktrius, though he would never admit it.
___Ceferus began to question her. "Who sent you?" The twi'lek turned away from Ceferus, but with his other hand Ceferus forced her head back towards him.
___He asked again with his eyes burning brighter then before "WHO!?"
The Twi'lek stuttered with her words "the Rep-p-public, there's a boun-t-ty on your head".
___Ceferus asked his second question, "Did you know who I was before or after we met?"
___The twi'lek gazed at Ceferus' eyes and said, "After". Ceferus saw no lies in her. He waved his free hand in front of the Twi'lek woman and using the force to coax her intosleep, she collapsed into his arms.

___"She's with us now huh?" Vyktrius asked inquisitorially, his left eyebrow
raised in skepticism. He took a glance at the aqua blue Twi'lik sprawled on the couch in the main hold.
___"Yeah she's fine. She won't be trying to kill us any more."
___"Of course she's not you moron. She's a bounty hunter and I'm sure
she's not stupid. She's not going to even think of taking two Sith Lords on their own ****ing ship."
___"But we're not Sith"
___"She won't know that, but it brings up our next lesson"
___"Lesson, your not my teacher any more." Ceferus quickly responded with a look that was a mix of disgust and confusion on his face.
___"Perhaps but you still have much to learn, as do I but I'm sure you don't have much to teach me."
___"But we can keep her right?"
___"She's not a puppy. But if she wants to stay she can. The more the merrier." Vyktrius added and rolled his eyes.

___Ceferus blocked Vyktrius' every blow but it was becoming difficult. With each kick, flip, slash or thrust Ceferus was sure it was going to be the end.
___Ceferus had fought and killed many single light saber wielding foes. He had defeated his fair share of dual lightsaber masters and he knew what a pain they were. He had even taken on a few double-bladed lightsaber wielding enemies and had felt the humiliation of having to be on the defensive almost always. But Vyktrius' four blades and adaptive style was proving once again to be a real *****.
___Vyktrius' lightsabers were as well crafted as Ceferus', but unlike most light sabers his was not made of sharp edges and geometric shapes, his was smooth and flowing, rounded and beautiful to his eyes. They fit his hands and his hands only. They also had a unique adaptation, a very special ability that Vyktrius spent much of his long life achieving.
The blades on his lightsabers extended and retracted near instantaneously. And
this was the heart of his strategy.
___Though he could easily fight with all four blades out his style was one that involved a lot of feigns. The opponent could never tell what blade was even going to strike him and which one to block. A blade could be flying in but suddenly disappears causing Vyktrius' opponent to overstep and expose himself. But Ceferus' style was equally adaptive and he had sparred with Vyktrius on many occasions to hone his skills. With the number of times that Ceferus had
sparred with Vyktrius he was confident he could take on just about any other opponent.
___Vyktrius threw one of his lightsabers into the air and extended his palm
towards Ceferus. Ceferus knew it was coming but it was too late. A pounding wave
of force crashed into him throwing him back. He crashed to the floor but quickly regained his balance. Vyktrius caught his lightsaber with a stylish spin.
___"Come Kristeen. Let's see if you and Ceferus together can take me." A twinkle of excitement in Ceferus and Kristeens eyes and flash of a smile across Vyktrius' face and it was on. Vyktrius extended all four blades and rushed in for the "kill".
___With speed and precision the three went at it but for Ceferus and Kristeen it was proving almost useless. Even flanking Vyktrius he was more than able to keep both at bay and block every attack. Before long he had both on the defensive simultaneously. Ceferus and Kristeen were well trained and very skilled to be sure. Their speed was blinding and saber wielding abilities superb but for all that Vyktrius was better. He was too fast, too skilled.
___He was older than Ceferus and Kristeen to be sure. Ceferus had no idea exactly how old Vyktrius was, something he was sure to ask eventually, but he was sure he must be at least 40 to Ceferus' young age and Kristeen's 26.
___Vyktrius feinted Ceferus and he overstepped, a thing he rarely did, but his mistake was going to cost him. Before he could react Vyktrius' legs shot up and his foot connected squarely with Ceferus' forehead. His head snapped back and the world seemed to be dimming and going black. As he fell he saw Vyktrius finishing off Kristeen. And an unanticipated sweep took her legs out from underneath her and a lightning kick to the hand mid air made her release her
lighsaber, and Vyktrius finished by bringing his lightsaber hilt down on her throat. Ceferus blacked out and didn't see any more.

___Ceferus woke up to a continued hand-to-hand sparring match between Kristeen and Vyktrius. The sight bringing back the memory of all the times Vyktrius had stressed to Ceferus and Kristeen how important it is to be able to fight effectively with your hands.
___"...Now what happens when you lose your lightsaber? Do you fumble for it like a fool? Do you attempt to use the force against a charging enemy? No. You charge in as well. Break his arm, twist his leg. Finish him off or stop him from being able to fight right then and there..." ___The memory came back to him like it was yesterday. Wait, it was yesterday.
___The fighting stopped, Vyktrius looked over at Ceferus. "So you're awake. What the hell did you do to her?" Vyktrius pointed at the Bounty Hunter that Vyktrius still didn't know the name of who was still out cold on the couch.
___"Wow, I must have really worker her over."
___"Any ways, we must be getting ready. Less than seven hours now..."
___"HOLY HELL! I was out for three hours!"
___"That's to be expected. I landed a really hard blow on your head. But we must get going. Captain Krath will be getting his men in the cargo ship. We should be getting there ourselves."
___"uh...wha...where am I?"
___"So your awake too are you." Vyktrius asked genialy
___"You! I know you! There's a 150 million credit bounty on your head."
___"You always have to be worth more than me don't you." Ceferus scoffed
___"Well when you've killed whole planets you kinda earn that reputation.
But what can I say, I'm dangerous"
___"I'll say" Kristeen chimed in putting her arm on Vyktrius' shoulder lovingly.
___"My accomplice here says you would be willing to join us."
___"What!? Your insane!" shouted the trapped bounty hunter in the most surprised tone she had probably ever summoned.
___"Are we, or are you insane for passing up what could be millions in credits worth of...rewards. And If I'm not mistaken you enjoyed my fri... Ceferus' company quite a lot."
___"Yeah but...I can't..."
___"What choice do you have. You join us semi-willingly or you'll die. It is that simple"
___"You'll kill her?" Ceferus exclaimed in utter shock
___"I'm afraid so. I don't know what she knows. Well actually I wouldn't have to kill her but even you, Ceferus, would not like the alternative."
___"Brain Swiping." Ceferus said almost casually
___"Its not pleasant I assure you. So what will it be. Mind you I'm on a schedule so make your choice quick."
___"I...I suppose I'll...I'll go."
___"Very good. In that case, Ceferus you and her are on maniple delta. I have alpha and beta. Kristeen you have gamma. Captain Krath has epsilon. I have several hours of meditation to complete before the mission begins. You three attend to any needs you may have"
___Vyktrius left to his personal meditation chambers. Kristeen looked rather down as she left, obviously her needs before this mission weren't going to be fulfilled. Ceferus stayed behind with the bounty hunter.
___"So are you ready?" Ceferus asked.
___"Ready to risk my life for a cause I don't believe forced on me by a man who could kill me with a mere thought. Hell you seem to posses that ability. And what's with the chick."
___"Oh, she's Vyktrius'. She's pretty good."
___"I'm ready I suppose. When do we leave?"
___"In about six hours."


Merged the story into one post-Valus

Well its the moment you all've been waiting for. I know you have. DON'T LIE! But seriously, her is the next exciting installment of my story. Its short, I know, but the next one will be longer. I promise. Oh, and to the modderators: PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE don't merge this into one post. This is on the 7th page from lack of response and no one will see it otherwise. Thanks :original: , and here it is.

P.S. Keep in mind that though the words in this story are not of my creation, except my name that is, they are not necessarily used as they are by their creators. I just like the words and/or the things themselves but tweaked them to my own design to fit the story. Enjoy!

___About two hours later the tension was beginning to mount. Everything was
checked and checked again and now the boredom was beginning to set in. Ceferus
had nothing to do but practice swings and concentration techniques. Ceferus
hadn't seen Vyktrius this whole while and knew better than to disturb him.
He decided against any actions and instead focused on mastering a new set of
adaptation moves he had recently developed for his style.

___The grey mists filled the room obscuring any vision. It changed colors
sporadically, and sounds erupted spontaneously sounding both near and far at
the same Time. The screams of pain and joyous laughter sounded as one to
create an erotically sickening sound. Vyktrius’ eyes were wide open and once
again as black as the darkest night penetrating and reading the blackness
set before him. He sat legs crossed, back straight, as rigid as a steel
beam and had been for the past three hours. The pain was inconsequential to
him, a trifle tax for the enlightenment it brought. He sat barely breathing
piercing the void of light and time, reaching its depths and spanning its
breadth to see what knowledge of the future he could wrench from the dark
mist's grasp.
___His reach in time was relatively limited and he dared not try and
reach too far. The failure of Emperor Palpatine and his foolhardy attempts
to see too far into the future were lessons not overlooked by Vyktrius.
___Vyktrius stirred. The mist cleared and he reattached his light sabers to
his belt. He stood and exited the dark and empty room.
___"Kristeen, Ceferus, and...you," Vyktrius gestured to the bounty hunter who’s
name no longer eluded Vyktrius but he none the less kept that information
secret.
___"Kristeen, my visions are clear. I want to ask you something. In the
event I don't come back..."
___"Don't come back?" Kristeen asked quite shocked, "We've been on dozens of
missions and not a thing has gone wrong. I doubt that was luck. What have
you seen?"
___"Nothing of any importance at this moment. But I must ask you. If I
don't come back I don't want to have this question left unanswered. But
first I must ask Ceferus a question." Vyktrius turned to Ceferus. Ceferus saw a flicker
of residual fear in Vyktrius’ eyes, a sight he had never beheld before. And
for the flicker of a moment that he saw it, Ceferus too was scared. "If I don't
make it back, Ceferus, can you lead the rest? Can you train the cadets? There
may only be a few, fifteen on our last count, but it is imperative that they
have a leader. Can you do this?"
___Ceferus was shocked. He knew he had skills and knew he was better than most
if not every other force user out there. But could he be the next leader.
He knew it would come but perhaps hoped someone more qualified would come
along. After their previous master died Vyktrius was given the
responsibility of leading the school and the rest of the Demi-Sith and he
had filled his masters shoes quite well if not better than his old master.
But Ceferus wasn't sure he could. But he would have to and he knew that he
would learn in time. "Yes, Vyktrius, I will lead them."
___"Then that is settled. Now for a matter far more important. Kristeen,
I had thought to ask you this question for a very long time, but no moment
has seemed as right as this one." Neither Kristeen nor Ceferus saw even the
slightest trace of fear or hesitancy on his face. Vyktrius knew what he was
doing. "Kristeen, will you marry me?"
___Ceferus honestly had to say to himself that he was not surprised. If he
hadn't seen it coming in the past months then he knew it was comming when
Vyktrius started talking. He was happy for him though.
___Kristeen bowed her head. Ceferus could see tears streaming down her cheeks.
Now this did surprise him. For as long as he could remember he had been
training in the force and had always known the rule about controlling your
emotions. But this seemed a stark contradition to anything he had been
taught. Marriage was an act of absolute love. For one it was an extreme
emotion and the Jedi forbid it for its ability to lead one astray. It was
also one of deep connection, forbiden by the Sith because it was
well...love, a useless emotion to them. Perhaps Ceferus didn't know so much
about being a Demi-Sith as he thought.
___Vyktrius didn't say anything. He only stared at Kristeen. She began to nod her head. First only slightly, and then rather vigorously. She lept at Vyktrius and wrapped her arms around him in tight hug that Vyktrius returned. And displayed across Vyktrius’ face was the warmest smile that Ceferus had ever seen him show. How could one who
snuffs out life as easily as breathing be capable of such warmth? Ceferus knew
not, but he knew that he shared that warmth this moment, and always, as
Vyktrius’ only brother, from another mother...and father.

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