01-14-2016, 08:49 PM
The master of the Knights of Ren, apprentice to Supreme leader Snoke, clentched his fist at what he saw. A lightsabre, and it's blade was a silvery white, which meant that it was possible that there could be other force users here. This one did not appear to be Sith though, the blade of a Sith has always been red due to the crystals used in construction. While the young one was not Sith it was hard to tell with his dark cloaked companion, he could see no signs of who or what this person was.
He tried once again to reach out with his consciousness to get a read of the pair but was once again greeted with nothing. So he would not be able to tear the answers out of there mind, so it looked like it would have to do it the old fashioned way. Squaring his shoulders he confidentially marched over to them and pointed a gloved finger at the one with the silver plasma blade, his voice sounded angry even with the modulation his helmet provided it.
“Where did you get that weapon, are you a Jedi or merely a scavenger with a stolen blade?!” his attention was then drawn to the cloaked man who had his back turned to him. “You there! The one in the cloak, you will identify yourself!”
The strange man turned to regard the young sith, and it was in this moment that Kylo noticed that he too work a helmet or mask of some sort. This one though was white with strange red markings on it. The masked figure held up a hand to the man with the silver lightsabre, as if to tell him to stay put, before he spoke to Kylo.
“You are,” the man in the white mask seemed to be pondering this over a bit before finally finishing his thoughts. “Insignificant. Come Koal, let us leave this wretch and be on our way.”
The young man just looked at Kylo and pushed a button on the hilt of his weapon, the blade vanishing as the power was cut off, then both master and apprentice turned their back on Kylo Ren.
“HOW DARE YOU!” Almost as soon as he shouted these words the master of the Knights of Ren had his lightsabre in hand and with a click the blade snapped to life, hissing and crackling as the unstable plasma blade ignited. Firs the main blade took shape, it's edges having almost a serrated look due to it's clearly unstable nature, and then following it where two cross vents, small blades roughly two inches long that came out of either side near the main blade.
As soon as his weapon was fully ignited he lashed out at the man in the dark cloak, intending to strike him down and show him exactly who here was irrelevant. His victim seemed to be prepaired for it though for his blade was met with another, this one was more stable but the colour was hard to mistake.
It was the red blade of a Sith.
The unblinking mask stared into the blank expression of Kylo's helmet, neither wanting to tip their thoughts or emotions to the other. As far as raw strength and power went the two were matched, but the one in the white mask had something the young Knight of Ren did not. He had decades of experience and knowledge. At the same time another blade came to life, the apprentice's silver blade, though his master gave him a command that caused him to extinguish the weapon.
“NO!” the masked man snapped, “He is mine to decide what to do with.”
And with that the battle began.
Their clash lasted only a few moments, as intense as it was. Kylo would press the attack, slashing at him with great strength but very little skill, and the man deflecting the blows gracefully with a bit of effort. Each time their blades met with where met with the snap and hiss as energy blades collided against each other. To them it was a battle to decided their fates, though to anyone else watching it was a savage and deadly dance. Eventually they broke away from each other, a few feet apart, sabre's still at the ready.
“You are strong, full of anger, but very rash. You make too many mistakes.” the masked man said to him. “What is your name?”
“I am Kylo Ren, master of the Knights of Ren. Who exactly are you?” The man seemed to be considering his question, as if he wasn't sure if he was going to ask it or not.
“I am Darth Nihilus, Lord of Hunger, and also your new Master.” Was the man's reply. Did he actually just proclaim himself to be Kylo's master? He was bold, that was for sure.
“And what makes you think I need one? I am strong in the Force, maybe even as strong as you are!” AS if to accent his point Kylo made a bit of force lightning crackle around a clenched fist while the other held his lightsabre steady. The man actually laughed at this.
“Perhaps, but you are not fully trained.” The man tilted his head to the side, as if he was once again appraising Kylo, before nodding. “I have ancient knowledge and skills you lack, with my help you can surpass your own legacy. You will train with me”
The last part of that sentence was made so matter of factly that it sent shivers down Kylo's spine. This man had a presence he had felt only once before so far, and that was Snoke himself. The masked one also mentioned something about his legacy, that particular bit rang deeply with the young Sith, leaving him with only one questioning thought in his mind.
Grandfather, what should I do?
He knew of course exactly what he must do, he had to strong stronger! He would finally rid himself of the light that still plagued him at the edges of the darkness.
Extinguishing the blade Kylo Ren knelt and bowed his head.
“Teach me.”
He tried once again to reach out with his consciousness to get a read of the pair but was once again greeted with nothing. So he would not be able to tear the answers out of there mind, so it looked like it would have to do it the old fashioned way. Squaring his shoulders he confidentially marched over to them and pointed a gloved finger at the one with the silver plasma blade, his voice sounded angry even with the modulation his helmet provided it.
“Where did you get that weapon, are you a Jedi or merely a scavenger with a stolen blade?!” his attention was then drawn to the cloaked man who had his back turned to him. “You there! The one in the cloak, you will identify yourself!”
The strange man turned to regard the young sith, and it was in this moment that Kylo noticed that he too work a helmet or mask of some sort. This one though was white with strange red markings on it. The masked figure held up a hand to the man with the silver lightsabre, as if to tell him to stay put, before he spoke to Kylo.
“You are,” the man in the white mask seemed to be pondering this over a bit before finally finishing his thoughts. “Insignificant. Come Koal, let us leave this wretch and be on our way.”
The young man just looked at Kylo and pushed a button on the hilt of his weapon, the blade vanishing as the power was cut off, then both master and apprentice turned their back on Kylo Ren.
“HOW DARE YOU!” Almost as soon as he shouted these words the master of the Knights of Ren had his lightsabre in hand and with a click the blade snapped to life, hissing and crackling as the unstable plasma blade ignited. Firs the main blade took shape, it's edges having almost a serrated look due to it's clearly unstable nature, and then following it where two cross vents, small blades roughly two inches long that came out of either side near the main blade.
As soon as his weapon was fully ignited he lashed out at the man in the dark cloak, intending to strike him down and show him exactly who here was irrelevant. His victim seemed to be prepaired for it though for his blade was met with another, this one was more stable but the colour was hard to mistake.
It was the red blade of a Sith.
The unblinking mask stared into the blank expression of Kylo's helmet, neither wanting to tip their thoughts or emotions to the other. As far as raw strength and power went the two were matched, but the one in the white mask had something the young Knight of Ren did not. He had decades of experience and knowledge. At the same time another blade came to life, the apprentice's silver blade, though his master gave him a command that caused him to extinguish the weapon.
“NO!” the masked man snapped, “He is mine to decide what to do with.”
And with that the battle began.
Their clash lasted only a few moments, as intense as it was. Kylo would press the attack, slashing at him with great strength but very little skill, and the man deflecting the blows gracefully with a bit of effort. Each time their blades met with where met with the snap and hiss as energy blades collided against each other. To them it was a battle to decided their fates, though to anyone else watching it was a savage and deadly dance. Eventually they broke away from each other, a few feet apart, sabre's still at the ready.
“You are strong, full of anger, but very rash. You make too many mistakes.” the masked man said to him. “What is your name?”
“I am Kylo Ren, master of the Knights of Ren. Who exactly are you?” The man seemed to be considering his question, as if he wasn't sure if he was going to ask it or not.
“I am Darth Nihilus, Lord of Hunger, and also your new Master.” Was the man's reply. Did he actually just proclaim himself to be Kylo's master? He was bold, that was for sure.
“And what makes you think I need one? I am strong in the Force, maybe even as strong as you are!” AS if to accent his point Kylo made a bit of force lightning crackle around a clenched fist while the other held his lightsabre steady. The man actually laughed at this.
“Perhaps, but you are not fully trained.” The man tilted his head to the side, as if he was once again appraising Kylo, before nodding. “I have ancient knowledge and skills you lack, with my help you can surpass your own legacy. You will train with me”
The last part of that sentence was made so matter of factly that it sent shivers down Kylo's spine. This man had a presence he had felt only once before so far, and that was Snoke himself. The masked one also mentioned something about his legacy, that particular bit rang deeply with the young Sith, leaving him with only one questioning thought in his mind.
Grandfather, what should I do?
He knew of course exactly what he must do, he had to strong stronger! He would finally rid himself of the light that still plagued him at the edges of the darkness.
Extinguishing the blade Kylo Ren knelt and bowed his head.
“Teach me.”
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