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Post by Zaraki/Renji on Oct 23, 2005 1:25:38 GMT
Another 2 an a half hours of running... Byakuya was exhausted, but he had to last until sunrise. Then, that horrible abomination would be gone, or stop. It seemed to think this to, it went even faster, and faster. He saw it. Her ship... it hadn't left. For a minute, he was worried for her, and was spurred on to go faster. He knew in his heart what he must find there, but it would be terrible to see it.
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Post by Zaraki/Renji on Oct 23, 2005 11:37:25 GMT
He had very little time to think about it, Vicerious shot at him again, and he jumped, it shot back into the sand. He ran, into the ship, and shut the door behind him with the force. He heard the screeching of the blade trying to get in. He sighed. Soon it would. Hopefully he had half an hour to get ready.
Please... let the sun come up before then...
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Post by Zaraki/Renji on Oct 23, 2005 11:46:56 GMT
He looked through the ship, not finding anything different, except the dust... he choked back more fear, it had returned, although he didn't know when. Then he entered the room he had left her in... she was still there, dead and rotting. Byakuya was paralyzed on the spot, his emotions tearing at him. He did this... He hugged her dead corpse, pieces falling off. Then he took her lightsaber, igniting her blue blade. He began to walk, back to where the blade was trying to get in... metal screeching with the force of an ever persistent saw.
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Post by Zaraki/Renji on Oct 23, 2005 11:54:15 GMT
He reached there... and it was open. The blade had torn through already. Then where was it? The a shrill scream hit him. He ran, as fast as he could, back to where Ara's corpse had been, but no longer was. Vicerious had mutilated it, nothing was left except bone fragments, and in the force, a terrible scream. Then that horrible voice sounded again.
How do you feel? The one who forced you into death lies dead, and her force spirit shall never rest in piece.
"What? Why wouldn't it?"
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Post by Zaraki/Renji on Oct 23, 2005 12:01:07 GMT
The sound emanated in to a cruel laugh, filling the room and Byakuya with fear.
You didn't know? When someone is killed by Vicerious, they aren't allowed to become one with the force. Instead, they're trapped within us, to be tortured forever, their pain giving us even more power!
"How is all this possible. Just who are you?!"
You still haven't remembered yet...?
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Post by Zaraki/Renji on Oct 23, 2005 12:07:51 GMT
He looked up, wary. What was his blade talking about? Remembered what?
I guess not. Very well, I shall reveal it to you. Remember your master, who you killled with the force, and then fell unconscience? And when you awoke, we were standing in front of you? That was our work. We needed a way to fight. We took that man's body, and ripped his spinal column out, and that formed the base of this blade. His spirit allowed you to feel the force again... because hearing us all has long since deafened it to you.
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Post by Zaraki/Renji on Oct 23, 2005 12:16:17 GMT
"... But i can fe- Arrgh!"
He felt it, the ripping, his hatred, it was being torn from his... he resisted, and kept it. Then the pain was over, he still had the force.
You think you can beat me with the force connection of a dead man? Then let us see.
"Yeah..."
He ignited Ara's saber, it's brilliant blue illmunating the insides of the ship. Then Byakuya ran again, the sword chasing him through the walls, poping out here and here like a bad nightmare. Byakuya jumped through the window of the cockpit, the blade following him, and they locked, in a final confrontation.
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Post by Zaraki/Renji on Oct 23, 2005 12:24:22 GMT
It held... for a very long time. Time was irrelevent now. It was a match of determination, Byakuya had to hold on to his life before the sun rose... he had to. The moons light was dull on the sand, and the blue blade lit up where they were fighting. It was an incredible contest, but the most amazing fights happen in private. Then he felt it. After several long hours of holding his saber down, could it be the light was coming up? The first rays were coming, and Byakuya felt the sword weaken. He had won.
"Weak... huh? Goddamnit, now it's my turn."
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Post by Zaraki/Renji on Oct 23, 2005 12:31:09 GMT
Why...?
"Why couldn't you win? It's because-"
No, why is it your turn to attack!?
"What!?"
Vicerious doubled it's effort, Byakuya was thrown off guard, and thrown a side. He got up slowly, too slowly, and the blade finished it. Vicerious wrapped around Byakuya, several times, with it's teeth pointing in wards. Byakuya began to stutter, but it was no use. The teeth began to spin, and the blade tightened it's grip, shattering Byakuya's body. One single scream of pain, quickly silenced, rang through the desert, but no body heard it.
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Post by Zaraki/Renji on Oct 23, 2005 12:38:54 GMT
The blade was drenched with blood of it's home, but it had been tainted by Sith. Vicerious, his homeworld, swore revenge once again, and brought the weapon back to the site, for it would remain there until someone else grasped it's hilt again, and put it under it's control. However, it began to morph, to collect the hatred tighter, and broke of the skin Byakuya had added to make it his own. Now, it was a metal spine, with spikes along the side, and parts to extend. The original weapon. And what happened to Byakuya...?
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Post by Zaraki/Renji on Oct 23, 2005 12:45:09 GMT
He was trapped, in a horrible hell, that was his blade. It was his destiny to forever feel the horrible wrath of his family, friends, and homeworld, those he had betrayed by becoming a Sith. It was exactly as the blade had said, those killed by the weapon could never join the force, and instead their pain fed it's power. Byakuya was to forever relive the pain of his home being annihilated by those Sith, doomed to forever wander the halls of that ship, not knowing what it was looking for until it saw the window... He screamed, a scream that lasted an eternity.
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