Byakuya's Training

[Sabre]

Fury stepped into his throne room, in his tower, the tower of revenge. Close on his heels was his newest apprentice Byakuya. It was a large room; the walls were of a rugged stone partly covered in eroded black marble. The floor was as black as ash, and there were parts of it splattered with blood. He moved forward to the end of the room, before stepping up to the throne there and sitting in it.

[Zaraki/Renji]

Byakuye entered, looking at his surrondings. Well, this was interesting. The tower of revenge, what a perfect training spot.

"Nice place. So, what I we going to work on?"

[Sabre]

"You amercement in the dark side of the force, i plan on making you my right hand, and heir to my empire." he said stiffly,

[Zaraki/Renji]

"I... see. I had not seen that coming. What about the other two?"

Byakuya couldn't remember either of they're names, but he remembered they're actions. The guy that had tried to slice him up, and the one that origianaly asked him to join.

[Sabre]

"One is a Mandalorian and one is a wraith, neither are eligable for the roll i intend to pass on," he said, slightly enjoying saying it.

[Zaraki/Renji]

"A wraith? That's very interesting... so then, what shall I learn first, Master?"

Byakuya was beginning to enjoy this. He was surronded by people that could kill him without thinking too hard. It made things interesting.

[Sabre]

"I first need to introduce you to some.....friends. I'm not like those blasphemous Sith you've come to know. I’m from a time where religion came above power, the ancient Sith spirits are our greatest ally, with them we shall crush our enemies and retake the throne.” He said.

[Zaraki/Renji]

"Perhaps in good time I shall introduce you to those I have come to call 'friends' as well. Not so powerful religion wise, but they lack no hatred. Still, I ask you show me these you speak of."

Byakuya's blade seemed to quiver slightly in the hilt as he said friends. His hand quivered in excitement. He was ready.

[Sabre]

“Very well prepare yourself though, they don’t take too kindly to strangers,” almost as soon as he had fj=finished the air began to turn chilly. The walls slowly cracked slightly, small leakages of blood began to fall down them as a bone chilling green mist began to swirl around them.

[Zaraki/Renji]

Byakuya looked around, not really concerned. His own blade pulsed red slightly, although no mist came from it. He waited. How much longer until they just came out?