Confrontation on Kirdo III (Closed)

[Anya Reyes]

*Walking in the midst of the planet, Erythia knew that today would be the day that she confronts the young Nem'Vaah. She now realizes that killing him off wouldn't destroy the Nem'Vaah, but it would surely weaken them. Erythia has been waiting for this day ever since she found that her leaving didn't cause the order to collapse. Though, it was trembling more and more everyday. And today, Erythia was eager to put it out of its misery. She felt such anger rise up and awaken in her. An anger she's never felt before. She wanted vengeance; she believed that killing off those who countlessly deceived her was to bring her this remedy that she's been longing for. The planet was hot, yet she felt a cold chill run down her back. She was growing weary of this unnecessary chasing. The sooner John would arrive, the better.*

[Joseph Gray]

*John walked on the edge of the Kurdan desert, hood down to protect his eyes against the sand. His cloak flew behind him in the strong wind as he neared a lone figure. She does not know what price must be pay for power, he thought bitterly. She does not know one can lose their soul to eternal darkness. He took a deep breath, letting the Force flood into him letting it be his sight. All he could see in her was the burning fury of vengeance.*

[Anya Reyes]

*Erythia soon felt a most famillar presence. The aura she sensed was the one she felt back at the bar on Coruscant. She knew right then, that it was John. The man she had been dying to catch. Erythia didn't budge, instead she stood in the same spot and grinned a most evil grin. She ran her fingers up the hilt of her lightsaber as it dangled from her belt. She knew she would be using it very soon. Darkness clouded her vision and hatred filled her thoughts. She slowly turned around to look at John. Her eyes were so full of anger, and resentment. Her glare was so cold and full of bitterness.*

"I've been waiting upon your arrival. There is no need for this continuous chasing. The Nem'Vaah order will not last long.... especially after your death."

[Joseph Gray]

*The haunted eyes of a man who has seen far to many battles stared hollowly back. Without a word he unfasten his cloak, he made no move to catch it as the wind swept it off his shoulders. His stopped a mere foot from Erythia, arms still at his sides.*
"Than allow me a question if you will."

[Anya Reyes]

*She stares into John's eyes, seeing the reflection of a woman filled with rage. Erythia knew how far she fell, and it sickened her to know that she was once a Nem'Vaah as well. She clutches her lightsaber, getting a good, tight grip on it, but doesn't move her eyes from his.*

"There's no time for games, John. I can't prevent you from asking but the sooner we get this over with, the better."

[Joseph Gray]

*The shadow of a smile crossed his face for an instant. He slowly sat down and crossed his legs, lancing his fingers together in his lap. He looked up at her a sad smile spreading across his lips.*
"How did it happen? How did you come to know darkness, I have an idea but I wish to hear the tale from you.*

[Anya Reyes]

*As soon as he asked, Erythia looked away in sorrow. Her eyes were saddened yet full of hate at the thought, and her expression, bitter. Having to deal with the mistakes of her past was a burden she had to carry.*

"I used to believe that the Nem'Vaah was where I belonged. They took me in while the rest of the galaxy had shut me out. Nothing made sense to me, I was a shadow lurking beneathe the surface. I... I felt like I had a use in this galaxy... as if I were needed for something much greater. I have once opened my eyes to a new perspective of the force. I was once told, Life is not divided by labels such as good and evil, light and dark, Jedi and Sith, right and wrong. Even the noblest Jedi will sometimes display cruelty, and even the darkest Sith will sometimes display compassion. Those words would guide me and help me along my path. Little did I know the lies that were right infront of me. My thoughts had deceived me, I was lead to believe in something that wasn't even there! I thought I had opened my eyes to the rest of the universe, but I was looking into nothingness. I realized all of this when Dex had turned to the dark side. I tried to turn him back, but.... I couldn't do it! For one to fall so far, and wouldn't consider the help of anyone, especially someone as close to him as his wife would surely have to mean that there IS a dark side. Seeing him the way he was tore me apart, but it also gave me this anger. An immortal hate for those who've tried to turn me to their cause, and tried to... brainwash me into thinking that the Nem'Vaah's teachings are those in which we should follow. So many that I've cared for have slipped away in my past, by none other than the Sith. So now who's to tell me that there is no dark side? I feel so much hatred inside, and by each passing day, it seems to become greater. If you were smart, John.... you wouldn't have joined that pathetic order. Let it fall beneathe your feet. The Nem'Vaah will not last long, I can assure you...."

[Joseph Gray]

*His face showed a quiet understanding as she spoke. When she finished his rose from his sitting position. He came to a perfect parade rest, hands clasped behind his back, feet shoulder length apart. Honed from a lifetime of service.*
"Darkness." He began, his eyes full of an unseen wisdom. "and light are quite real, but I like looking at the Nem'Vaah teaching from to different perspective. Instead of using light or dark, I just let Force itself fight with me. One of your lies is true, I'm an example of a Sith Lord who showed compassion. For a human being to not be able to show the slightest amount of compassion, it is simply inhuman of them. I may or may not be smart Milady, but I like you have been shut out from the rest of the galaxy. I can be no Jedi and the Sith...the Sith no longer require my serves."
*His voice lowers to a whisper as he continues, his eyes flicking to the ground and back up as he spoke.*
"I will tell something of darkness Milady, it can cloud your mind and twist your soul until you are not needed. Then...well darkness see all you'll see after that."
Well I don't doubt you've changed your mind on killing me, so ladies first."
*He tried and failed to smile as he spoke the last sentence in a polite way, but didn't move from his parade rest.*

[Anya Reyes]

"I may or may not be smart Milady, but I like you have been shut out from the rest of the galaxy. I can be no Jedi and the Sith...the Sith no longer require my serves."

"I pity you, John. I wish you could see through the lies that you are lead to believe in. Although you say you believe in no light or dark, I can still see right through your eyes.... the darkness you hold within. Maybe Doom was always there? You have the potential, the potential to become so much more. Yet you choose to be foolish and walk this shadowed path. It will lead you nowhere but your own death!"

*She quickly grabs her lightsaber and ignites it, the crimson color reflecting onto her face. With much speed and power, she jumps towards John, one of the blades aiming for his torso area. With a quick spin, the other bade aims for his neck.*

[Joseph Gray]

*Pulling his vibrosword out of its sheath in a reverse grip he blocked the strike to his torso. The Force yanked one of his sabers into his hand, the silver blade clashed with crimson as he blocked the powerful blow toward his neck.*
"It seems you do not listen well, did I not just say seconds ago that light and dark are real? Besides I have other reasons for not returning to the Empire."

[Anya Reyes]

*As her saber collides with his vibrosword, she fuels her hate, and uses her strength to push him a few meters away. She spins her double-bladed lightsaber, and walks towards him in a defensive stance.*

"If you believe in a light side and a dark side, why are you still with the Nem'Vaah? Their non-stop preaching about neutrality is something you don't need! Why follow when you do not believe? I figured you'd have other reasons.... but joining the Nem'Vaah was not a smart move. You should have thought twice before stepping into your own death."

*Getting closer to him, Erythia used a simple, yet effective force power. She force pushed him further back, and watched as he hit the ground quite violently. She knew the push wasn't going to harm John all too much, but she didn't want to ruin the fun with a much more painful attack. She started towards him once more, her saber in hand and out infront of her.*

[Joseph Gray]

*He rolled somewhat as he hit the ground absorbing most of the impact. He came up, one hand open at face level, the other on his hip in a fist. Both missing there weapons which lay two feet in front of him.*
"I like looking at the Nem'Vaah teachings from to different perspective. Instead of using light or dark, I just let Force itself fight with me. Do you understand that Milady or must I repeat it for the third time?"

[Anya Reyes]

"No... I understand, John. But what I can't find myself being able to comprehend with is why you still choose to follow the Nem'Vaah down a most disturbed path, when you have the ability to be so much more."

*She continues to walk towards him and when about arms length apart, she stops and looks into his deceptive eyes. She had a feeling that he might turn and leave the Nem'Vaah to their destruction. But he was so determined, and he was hard to read.*

[Joseph Gray]

*The smile that appeared on his face mirrored that of a child's who knew something no one else did. Lightsaber and vibrosword snapped into his hands, but before she could move he had already placed them on his belt. His leaned close, his voice dropping to a whisper. Even though there was no within miles of them.*
"Sith always talk then fight, I fought and never talked. You look to closely at details, you forget the true way of the Sith."
*He putted back slightly, putting his finger to his lips.*
"But don't tell them I told you, its a secret."

[Anya Reyes]

*Erythia glared at John with much fury. She grew irritated of this conversation and thought of it as a waste of time. She had no intention of listening to someone who was obviously mistaken. She wanted him dead..... real soon.*

"That's enough of this non-stop gibberish! I won't let you speak to me of the Sith! You lost you path long ago. I've told you this many times, but one more won't hurt. By joining the Nem'Vaah, you've put yourself at great risk. The path you walk now will lead you nowhere. You'll always be just a shadow to the rest of the galaxy. But to me.... that's not all you are. I see you as a wound that won't ever heal; a scar, an imprint that will never go away! You've been on my mind too much lately. Everytime I want to keep walking, you're always in my way, blocking me so I can't go further. You invade my every thought and it disgusts me. I have to live knowing that the Nem'Vaah never really died. But once I kill you, I know it'll bring my mind at ease. So prepare yourself..... let's see what you're really made of."

*Erythia spun her lightsaber a few times and looked at John as if it was the last time she would ever have to see him alive again. She then glared at him and got into a defensive stance, waiting for an attack.*