Clash of the Force (Saneatsu)

[Cazador]

The smell of blood filled the air. Dozens of corpses were spread across the streets. Civilians, Vulture troops, and Resistance. Some buildings were in ruins while the cars in the street burned in a large inferno. Smoke spread through out the sky. Among all the chaos stood a sole figure in gold and black armor. Blood was falling from his hands as he look at the carnage he had produced. Pain, sorrow, and anger filled his heart. With those emotions, his power grew further. As the street started running red with blood a noise of whimpering caught his ear. It was close by and in hiding. Darth Harbinger could smell the fear in the air. It was thick enough to be cut with a butter knife.

A small child crawled out of the dumpster from a near by alley. He was shaking from all the sounds of battle. As he walked out into chaotic ridden street, the only thing the child would see would be the armored Sith Lord. The child walked up to him not knowing that he was the cause of all the destruction.

"I can't find my mom..."

As Harbinger looked down to the boy, he could see something in him. As he looked harder he started to see it. He was seeing himself as a boy. Harbinger could remember the day those mercenaries took him in. From that day forward his life was spun out of control and like before history would repeat itself in the form of the small child before him. Despite his immersion into the dark side of the force, there was still apart of him that would take mercy on the child. Harbinger removed his helmet momentarily and kneeled down to the boys height. He rested his hands on his shoulders and spoke.

"Son... I'm sorry, but... she had to go away for awhile."

"When will I see her again?"

His eyes were filled with regret. He was starting the child down the same path he walked. Like a father trying to show his child something, he moved the child to look over onto the horizon of the city. As Harbinger sat behind him he began to use the force to cast a small illusion on the boy.

"... Look over there on the horizon. Tell me. What do you see?"

The air moved around for a second before taking the shape of the boys family. They were waving at him. Showing that they were okay and that there was nothing to worry about.

"Mommy!"

The boys shout for his mother was cut off by the sound of a lightsaber going through his chest. His cry for his mother fell silent as his body hit the ground with the rest of dead. Harbinger's face showed signs that he was trying to refrain from screaming. He put his helmet back on before rising and turning off his lightsaber. To him it was an act of mercy. It was better for the child to die than to spend his whole life dedicated to fighting and to revenge. He would of become another beast like Harbinger.

"I am not beyond mercy..."

[saneatsu]

*Darkness, it surrounded the city, descending like a thick cloud. He almost didn't go, almost didn't investigate. But then he felt another sting, another person crying as they died. It intrigued him as to feel such a cry through the force, the Sith were definitely here and they were working hard.

He stands from where he had been meditating, on top of a rather large building where he could overlook the city below. Perhaps he could look to make a Temple here one day, but to do that would take work, work and more Jedi than those present.

If someone was too look up and see him they would see him walk towards the edge before stepping over it. Instead of falling immediately though he hovers for a moment before gravity takes hold. If one could see his face they would see no emotion, just stoic sadness as if there was hardly any emotion. He disappears in wisps of black smoke appearing near Harbinger, though he ignores the Sith.

He see's death and destruction around him. A young man was clinging to life, so close to death though he almost considered ending his suffering with cold darkness. Yet before he can heal him the man passes, another life filling the area with darkness. However there was still a bit of light in him, a flicker of Jedi.

Saneatsu turns, facing the man who has caused so much devastation.*

So you are the bringer of such darkness. I must wonder though how experienced you are. I saw you fighting the one with wires, you have skill but lack the experience to use it. Tell me who is your teacher?

[Cazador]

As Harbinger prepared to leave, he would be met by a familiar face. He was the Jedi that was at Sector 12. He wondered what the man wanted. Perhaps he would try seek justice and kill Harbinger for all murders he had committed. From what he understood, the Jedi were the keepers of 'peace' and followers of the light. To Harbinger though, they were a bunch of idealistic fools who refused to grasp power. Harbinger wouldn't let himself be limited to morality. The killing was necessary to increase his decent. The farther he descended, the more powerful he would become. With that power he would bring back all those he had killed.

"I don't need experience in the Force to wield it, but it doesn't matter. I will gain more power thanks to Darth Ira."

The tension in the air was thick. Harbinger was just waiting for the Jedi to attack. He hated having to kill innocents to increase his power, but seeing a worthy foe in front of him was a different story His hands trembled in excitement at the battle to come. He was ready reactivate his double bladed lightsaber and attack.

[saneatsu]

A small chuckle escapes when Harbringer speaks, sounding familiar to former padawans of his. However an eyebrow raises at the mention of Ira's name. He hadn't expected her to be recruiting so quickly, though he can't say he isn't surprised. He could almost taste the excitement coming from the Sith but his aura remains cool and while not completely bright it is definitely light side.

Hmm, you sound as cocky as my former Padawans. Just because you can use the force does not mean you can wield it. Until you learn control you will always lack true power. However, Ira must have seen something in you to take you as her apprentice. Then again I doubt you'll ever do anything more than be her little lapdog."

[Cazador]

"Here's an idea..."

Darth Harbinger ignited one side to his Chaotic Double Bladed Lightsaber. Immediately the loud hum could be heard from the blade. Much louder than the hum of an average lightsaber. The blade was vibrating at supersonic speeds, increasing its cutting power to even higher levels than before. He wouldn't be relying on the conventional ways of the Jedi or Sith, but The Jedi was right. Harbinger didn't have much experience in the force, but that didn't mean he was an amateur at battle. His whole life was spent in war and through those wars he gained years of experience. He wasn't just an apprentice, but a hardened veteran of war.

"How about we let a battle decide who's right and wrong."

Dark Side vs Light Side. A classic battle between good and evil. Harbinger readied his stance for battle. He was eager to see just what the Jedi were made of and to test his own abilities and tools against them.

"Unless of course you're afraid..."

[saneatsu]

*A smirk crosses his face. This Sith had some guts, maybe he is worth something. He doesn't ignite his lightsaber but instead collapses his aura, forming a thin barrier around himself. He takes the traditional Soresu stance, his saber dops down into his hand from his sleeve and ignites, it's blue blade humming almost sounding excited. He holds his blade loosely, as if it about to be dropped but as he flourishes it, one can see a lot of time has been spent becoming one with the blade.

Saneatsu could tell though, that there was more to this man than he first thought. He didn't carry himself like someone who is new would.
I wonder how much battle he has seen. I guess I'm about to find out.
*

Afraid? A Jedi does not let emotions rule his decisions. If I was afraid I wouldn't have bothered to show up.

Tell me, how old are you? How much battle have you seen, how long have you wielded you saber? You hold it like a youngling. It has not yet become an extension of yourself, that takes time, more time than you have had.


*Taunting wasn't the preferred method but to attack an enemy who was trained even for a little while by Ira without care was suicidal at best.*

[Cazador]

"Old enough to know what death looks like."

Harbinger ignored the taunts. His stance wasn't a traditional lightsaber style, but it would be more than effective enough to deal with his foe. If he managed to defeat his arch enemy Damian in blade to blade combat then he would do it again against the Jedi. The time for talk was over. His lightsaber's lust for his opponent's blood was growing and Harbinger planned to sate its hunger with the Jedi's life. Using the X-ray on his visor, he scanned the Jedi to see if he had any tricks hidden up his sleeve. The only thing he could get back was his skeletal structure, a robot and the lightsaber in hand. It wasn't a lot of tools to bring into combat, but that just meant technology would be on Harbinger's side.


As for his opponents barrier, Harbinger would just have to pound him into the ground even harder until it shattered into pieces. His aura was beginning to glow black and red as the dark side of the force began to surround him in a physical manifestation. After a few moments the aura died down and for a few seconds, the Jedi would see Harbinger's piercing sulfuric eyes glowing through his visor. He charged head on with incredible speed thanks to the boost from the force. Along the way his speed would blow several of the burning cars back until he reached his prey. He quickly began to violently slash away at him. Head, torso, arms, legs. It didn't matter. He ferociously attacked anything he saw open with no regard to his own safety. The hum of his blade started to turn into that of a roar thanks to its supersonic vibrations.

[saneatsu]

*Saneatsu looks unimpressed as the force surrounds Harbinger. Instead he just pushes out with his own aura. Grey fog descends down upon the area for a few moments before clearing. Saneatsu's eyes glow bright silver, he can see Harbinger bright red in the dark side. Harbinger charges and though his speed is impressive Saneatsu matches it.*

Impressive speed, but your attacks are wild, unfocused.

*
As Harbinger attacks he blocks the initial onslaught one after another waiting for the opportune moment to strike back. Every move countered and every swipe blocked thus was the work of a Soresu master.*

[Cazador]

Wild and unfocused he said. This was true, but to Harbinger it was not a battle about who was more disciplined. To him it was battle in one of its most rawest forms. It was fighting just for the sake of fighting. At that point, Dark Side and Light Side didn't matter. He was just a warrior who was enjoying the battle. The thrill of knowing that at any second he could be killed or do the same to his opponent. It was a fight of someone worthy. As his slashes continued, it wasn't his decent into the dark side that was increasing, but rather his warrior spirit. The very thing that Darth Ira had promised to give him back. In those moments, there was no Sith or Jedi. It was just two men fighting. As he spoke, the excitement in his voice grew as did his thirst for the battle to go on.


"What you say we kick things up a notch!"

Saneatsu would soon notice that Harbinger was increasing his striking force with his blade. Combined with the fact that his blade was vibrating at such a high speed, he would realize that his blue lightsaber was being further and further pushed back with each block, leaving less time to react to the next swing. Harbinger wouldn't just do something that simple though. It was time to increase the speed of his swings and push the Jedi's reaction time up. He was goading him into attacking to drop his defense. As Harbinger's speed increased, he quickly activated the second side to his lightsaber. More blades and more killing action.

[saneatsu]

*Saneatsu feels the vibrations from each hit. He knows that his reaction time is getting slower but that was the beauty of soresu. It was designed to be the balance of attack and defense and it shows in his ability to block even with the effect of the saber.*

Yes, lets

*As he speaks his aura shifts. It is no longer the soft grey that it had been but instead almost seems to absorb Harbinger's, growing around them. When the second blade activates Saneatsu jumps back, his saber pointed towards the ground, waiting for Harbinger to attack..

This is interesting
*

[Cazador]

Darth Harbinger could feel Saneatsu increasing his power further. There it was. The battle he was hoping for, but he could tell he was still holding back. Harbinger didn't like it one bit. He wanted everything the Jedi had on the table. Harbinger knew he would have to press on even harder to get Saneatsu to reveal more of his power. Just as he was about to increase the onslaught with the other end of his saber activated, his opponent jumped away creating a gap between the two. Before his opponent could land on the ground, Harbinger was already launching his next attack.

"Where do you think you're going!?"

The power of the force was being shifted into the blades of his lightsaber. The air swirled around the red blades as the roar of his blade grew to an ear shattering noise. He quickly launched a telekinetic force blast from his blade. The psionic waves from the attack shook apart the ground on its way toward Saneatsu causing the dirt and cement to shoot up in the air. He quickly followed up his other blade and launched a second blast to rip his opponent apart. The environment became blinded in dirt. Sight would be no use for awhile and he knew that the Jedi would try to use that to his advantage. Lucky for Harbinger he still had ways to track his enemy.

[saneatsu]

*Saneatsu shakes his head as the waves races towards him. His left arm extended he seemingly grabs the first wave, then the second. The energy from the waves dissipates and Saneatsu gives Harbinger a cold stare.
*

Really now how pathetic. If you call that using the force you have much to learn. In fact why don't I show you.

*A wave extends from his hand and the two waves are dissipated into the air as they hit. He grins and builds the force before shooting it out, matching the force of the two but in one, blowing the dust and dirt back towards Harbinger and clearing the air. He doesn't stop there, electricity arcs up his arm and follows the wave, not strong enough to kill... yet.
*

[Cazador]

For a Jedi, he certainly seemed arrogant and full of himself. It didn't matter. If he kept underestimating Harbinger, then it would just lead to his downfall in the end. He had plenty more tricks in his arsenal to use. Using the force was just the tip of the iceberg. With nearly twenty years of combat experience under his belt, Saneatsu would realize soon that he wasn't dealing with any ordinary Sith. He was a true warrior down to the core of his being and he would not limit himself to the tactics of the Sith or Jedi. If pure Sith combat wasn't working then it was time to switch up his style and combine his two styles of fighting. The Way of the Sith would meet The Way of the Soldier to create something entirely new.

Harbinger watched as Saneatsu caught his two attacks bare handed with the help of his thermal vision. He could easily see his movements through the dirt and debris. As he watched, Harbinger shut his Chaotic Double Bladed Lightsaber off. A new form of attack would have to be made with the weapons he felt most comfortable with... his guns. He holstered his blade and pulled the two handguns out. Just as the Jedi blew away the blinding dirt and debris, Harbinger leaped into the air to avoid the incoming blast of telekinetic force and lightning. He didn't want to stay in the air to long as it made him an easy target, but at least now he could use a style he was more comfortable with.

The gun wielding Sith started to unload his rounds of molten hot adamantium metal at his opponent. Each shot was perfectly aimed to at his head, throat, veins, arteries, or joints. With two handguns in hand, he made use of the extra firepower by shooting in four different areas of the Jedi's body making it so that he wouldn't be able to block all in one stroke of his blade. The speed of his trigger finger made it seem like he was firing an automatic weapon. The Jedi was fast, but he had to wonder if he was faster than a speeding bullet.

[saneatsu]

*Saneatsu saw Harbinger jump up but could not see the lightsaber. His eyes stop glowing and as he looks up he see's the two guns in Harbinger's hands. He thinks they are blasters but the force sends warning bells down his spine. In a wisp of black smoke he is gone, the bullets missing him.

He reappears behind Harbinger, his aura reaching out into the mind of Harbinger, skewing his thoughts and trying to bend them to his will.
*
We are friends, you do not want to hurt me

[Cazador]

Vanished! His bullets hit nothing, but the ground where his enemy was standing. He knew there was no way he could move as fast as light, but for a few moments his motion detector and several of his visor modes weren't picking him up. He had to wonder if his foe and run away from their battle. He hoped that wasn't the case. Harbinger wanted a good battle and wasn't planning on letting his opponent escape his clutches. Especially when the battle had barely even begun. As he landed back onto the ground, his radar picked up his opponent from behind. With lightning fast reflexes he spun around and prepared to aim his gun right into the face of Saneatsu.

A familiar feeling began to crawl into his head. The feeling of someone trying to penetrate the depths of his mind. He could never forget the feel of how Legion tortured his mind and soul as the images he saw threatened to lobotomize him. Back then he was just a man facing a monster. However this time he was ready. The mental torture, the training, the blood, and sweat. All of it had led to that point in time. Reality and memories mixed into his mind. He heard Saneatsu's words, but unfortunately for him, they would not give him the results he had hoped for.

His mind flashed back how he was tortured and weak he was. How the mind tricks of the demon child brought him down to his knees and destroyed his fighting will. Feeling an enemy enter his mind only brought back those painful memories, but what had toppled him before only had made him stronger. Rather than give in to the thoughts being pushed into his head, he used the rage of all of his losses and failures to drive them out. Saneatsu was no ally nor his friend. He was his nemesis on the battlefield and would have pay dearly for attempting to even enter the Sith Lord's mind.

As Saneatsu's mind was forced out of Harbinger's, his foe would get a small glimpse of what had transpired in the soldier's life. The Jedi would see the visions of a burning town, civilians being gunned down, children being set ablaze, people digging their own graves only to be shot, several children fighting in war, a child soldier holding his dying friend, a commanding officer blowing his own head off with a shotgun, a family being stabbed to death while tied to a chair, gang members being viciously gunned down until their bodies were mutilated. All of the horrors that Harbinger had seen would be witnessed as the words he said earlier to Saneatsu would echo in his head..."Old enough to know what death looks like..."

As Harbinger fully returned to reality, his dark side aura exploded around both himself and the Jedi. His hatred was exploding. Any living being close by would be able to feel their stomachs turn at the fury that was hidden deep within the depths of Darth Harbinger's soul. The exploding aura quickly returned to Harbinger's body and surrounded him in a dense barrier. If his helmet was off, the Jedi would see a psychotic grin across the Sith's face. His two handguns quickly formed together to create an intimidating rifle. What he would do next would be borderline insane. He lunged at Saneatsu and reached to the blade of his enemy and grabbed it barehanded. The protective barrier along with the cortosis within his armor was the only thing preventing his hand from being melted off or severed. Even with that, he could still feel the extreme heat burning his hand.

He pulled on the lightsaber to drag the Jedi in and pointed his newly formed rifle at directly at his torso. The blaster was set to automatic shotgun fire. He was planning to rip apart his enemy and leave him as nothing but a rotten corpse on the side of the road. The words to come carried much weight as one could feel the dark side itself speak from the depths of his existence.

"The battlefield is a kingdom... and I am its God... Die..."

Darth Harbinger pulled the trigger to his automatic shotgun as he attempted to destroy every ounce of the Jedi that had come to him.