Clash of the Force (Saneatsu)

[saneatsu]

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He lets his saber be grabbed, the cortosis disrupting the magnetic field causing the safety shutoff to activate. As Harbinger shoves him out of his mind he strikes, not with his saber but with the force again. His ability to fight off the words would diminish but Saneatsu stopped the mind trick. The power of force breach was unmistakeable and it's effect if not resisted would sever Harbinger's connection to the force for a while.

Up until now Saneatsu had just been playing, toying with Harbinger. He was just bored and this was interesting, but now this apprentice needed to be taught a lesson. When Harbiner's aura blasts out something seems to click in Saneatsu, his aura grows cold almost as if it's dead before turning dark, almost as dark as Ira's. It expands out in a wave, but it does not collapse back in, instead it hangs there like a heavy fog.

Saneatsu stands there while the bullets seem to ricochet off an invisible barrier. When the onslaught ends he speaks, his voice laced with darkness that seems out of place for the aura that was felt earlier.
*


If you think I needed a saber to stop your silly bullets you are mistaken apprentice. You know nothing of the force and the power that I control.

You are but an apprentice.

I am the Dark Lord Acedia ... know your place.


*The shotgun disappears in a wisp of black smoke as Acedia reaches a hand out and grips Harbinger's throat with the force, the grip is slowly tightening as electricity arcs up his arm and shoot at the apprentice. It is stronger than the last blast but it is merely a warning.*

[Cazador]

Harbinger unloaded blast after blast of high powered shotgun rounds into Saneatsu. Each and every single hunk of metal caused the barrier around the Jedi to flicker violently. He continued to sustain the attack knowing full well that it would have pop at any moment under the incredible force the rounds were producing. He wanted to increase the power of the shotgun blasts by putting the Force behind each shot to turn it into a mini cannon and shatter his opponents defenses. If he could get past that small shield he could rip the Jedi to pieces. Before Harbinger could put his plan into action, he could sense his opponent trying to cut him off from the Force or at least attempting to do it.

Before his power could be fully cut off, his armor's defenses kicked in. Cortosis and Adamantium weren't the only thing that had been molded into his armor. There was an extra safe guard for such sorcery. The genetics of the Dashade had been infused into the armor. The Dashade were powerful humanoid warriors there were resistant to magical abilities such as the Force. Harbinger had come prepared to face off against the super natural forces of Genesis, but he wouldn't reveal this to Saneatsu just yet. He purposely suppressed his own aura to make it seem like it was working in the Jedi's favor. However there would be a chance that his foe would realize his false acting when the shotgun in his hand wasn't disappearing thanks to the Dashade genetics in his armor.

He stepped back a little bit as his shotgun formed back into the two handguns he had earlier. He holstered his guns as he pretended to act weak from being 'cut off' from the Force. What would happen next surprised Harbinger. He could actually sense the Dark Side within the Jedi as he attempted to use the force to choke him. He was a bit flattered that a Jedi would have to tap into the Dark Side to have to try and kill him and at the same time laughed at it on the inside to himself. He fought through the force choke, but even with the Dashade's genetics in his armor it was still tough walking through the brunt of his enemies lightning, but his armor was a life saver. He fought through the pain though until he could reach the source of the lightning.

He stood infront of the lightning before grabbing his foes hand. The lightning began to engulf Harbinger's entire body, but he stood in the storm allowing the Dashade's genetics to protect him from the onslaught of lightning. Before doing anything else, he dropped the facade of the force being cut off from him.

"Just kidding..."

It was time to beat the living shit out of the boy who claimed himself to be a Lord. Using the armor's super strength, speed and a combination of the Dashade's genetics to resist the Force, he began break through his opponents Force Barrier to crush his hand. Harbinger would quickly let go to start pummeling him down with bone shattering punches and kicks. Crosses and hooks to the body, roundhouse kicks to the head and even something as dirty as a headbutt before finishing off with a side kick to send his opponent flying through several destroyed cars. He knew though that wouldn't be enough to stop an opponent like. No not by a long shot. He shouted at Saneatsu.

"Apprentices... Dark Lords... Titles mean nothing on the battlefield. I don't give a damn right now about who dies or who lives or if we both fall. I want a battle to remember! No more fucking around! You give me your all! I want you at your best."

[saneatsu]

*Saneatsu could feel something blocking the force from affecting him. He hadn't expected such armor but it didn't change much. The lightning also seemed to not affect him. As Harbinger tries to crush his hand and beat him to a pulp he disappears again. He appears a few feet away from where he was. He was growing tired of this one shrugging him off. The armor would keep attacks like lightning at bay, but it could not stop what was in his own body.

Bacteria begin to replicate wildly inside Harbinger. They attack his body and as it responds he can feel the bacteria taking the very energy from his cells. The force was everywhere, in everything. No armor could stop what was already inside of him. Even beneficial bacteria join the fight attacking everywhere at once. This was not to bring death though, merely excruciating pain as they begin to attack his nervous system, a plague in the making.

Not stopping the internal onslaught he reignites his saber, his stance changed, though it should be familiar to Harbinger should he have seen Ira fight. Though distinct and his own he entered Wakanda's makashi stance, his eyes no longer the dead silver they were but rimed gold as Acedia took more control.
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It seems that Ira has more to teach you. The force is everywhere and in everything. Just because you can resist attacks thrown at you, does not mean it will protect you from what is happening inside.

And if you think you can hide yourself from me again you are mistaken. Had you been stronger it might be possible but the level that you are on does not compare to me or Ira by any means. You have skill and experience but you lack control. Your emotions rule your actions and that is why you will fail.


*He stands in the stance, ready, waiting. Even then he is continuing his attack. One of the cars behind Harbinger disappears with no movement but wisps of smoke. It reappears a moment later above Harbinger, hurtling towards the apprentice.*

[Cazador]

He could feel the so called Jedi entering his body ((No homo)) through the force. His insides were being turned against him. Pain erupted all over his body. It was agonizing. He slowly fell to one knee as he roared in pain from the internal attack. He clenched his fists and started punching the ground, each attack left a bigger crater than the last as he attempted to fight through the pain his body was producing. He had felt that pain before when he watched his loved ones die. It was always a constant reminder to be strong. He slowly rose back to his feet as he listened to his enemy talk. He may of lacked control, but there was something in him that made up for it. His powerful will.

Harbinger already knew that there were more powerful Jedi and Sith than him out in the world. He knew that it would take years of practice and dedication to get to their level eventually, but he was a very impatient man who knew how to think outside of the box. He would not hold himself to his own limits. He would push beyond them with the aid of technology and match the might of his superiors. Though part of him was hoping not to use 'that' part of his armor's abilities just for the sake of pride, he knew then that it was time to unleash its power and turn the battlefield into an even plateau.

"... Force...Draw"

His armor began to emit a small noise. For a few moments nothing happened, but then both of them would be able to sense the Force itself being drawn into the internal components of his armor. Saneastsu's internal attack on Harbinger would start to be absorbed and taken control of by his armor. Even the force around the battlefield would be drawn in to further empower Harbinger. The Mark VIII's armor ability to absorb and take control of the Force and the combination of Harbinger's control in the force combined. His power in the force began to rise greatly as he started to suck force out of the area.

To those sensitive in the Force, it would be a disgusting sight to behold, but it did give him everything he needed to even the battle and match his enemy in power. Immediately his radar picked up the car being teleported above him. He ignited his Chaotic Double Bladed Lightsaber and as it approached him, he jumped up and met it head on. With surgical precision, he cut the car in half and with the might of his armor kicked one half down to his foe. It would not stop there as he added a high explosive grenade to follow close by behind it.

[saneatsu]

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He could feel the force literally being drawn out of the air. He collapses his aura in response and grins as he feels Harbinger's aura and power begin to rise. He felt a bit touched, moved that this one would feel so much hatred that he would augment his own power to try and defeat him.

However, that much power when used in inexperienced hands was deadly, and not to himself. As Harbinger's armor absorbs the force he will feel it give him power, but not as much as he'd expect. Acedia continues to drain the force from him and the suit, not to himself but back into nothingness. After a moment the draining picks up speed as if even more was put behind it.

When half of the car is thrown at him he pushes it away, the concussion grenade being knocked with it. He continues to drain the force, expanding it not to just Harbinger but the area around them as well. He could draw it into himself but decides to remove it from play.
*

What you require technology to do I can do through the force. You draw power to your suit to channel to yourself but you still fail to realize. Our strength in the force is not measured by just our aura, but in our ability to use the force.

[Cazador]

As more power began to be taken away from the area, Harbinger's senses and his armor alerted him to another intrusion by Saneatsu again. He was trying to take back the power being stolen from the area, but once again he had underestimated the genius design of his armor. All he would have to do is crank up the power even more. It soon became a tug of war for who was going to gain the upper hand in the battle, but Harbinger wasn't going to let the battle fall into his foe's favor. He had witnessed him trying to remove the Force he was absorbing from the battle which led to another idea. If he wasn't going to let him take in more power then he would totally remove the force entirely from the battlefield.

He continued to crank up the power on his suit as their tug of war battle began to physically manifest itself. The air started to bend until it looked like a vortex was being formed at the center of their fight. All of the Force around them could actually be seen forming into a distorted bubble until finally the nothingness came. The entirety of the Force had been whisked as the bubble dissipated. The battlefield became a Dead Zone. They weren't cut off from the force, but the force had left the area for miles on end. His suit was still set to drain the Force, but nothing came. The battlefield was totally devoid of any power. There was no point in trying to use something that no longer was there. He deactivated his suit's Force Draw.

They were just two normal men now for the time being. They're source of power now gone. The destroyed street felt like death itself. Harbinger felt the emptiness around them. He had wanted an even battle and now he would get it. He disengaged his lightsaber and holstered it again.

"Do you feel that.... Absolutely nothing? This place feels like a Dead Zone. The Force has abandoned the battle. Now we can truly fight... but the battle isn't even yet."

Harbinger began to remove his helmet to reveal that his yellow sith eyes had vanished with the Force not being around. They were as brown as mortal's eyes could get. He also started to remove the upper plating of his armor from his chest back and arms. The only thing that remained were his gloves, and lower body armor. His upper body was totally exposed, revealing dozens upon dozens of hideous battle scars. They littered his body.

No more games, no more tricks...

He cracked his knuckles and neck. We waved his hand at Saneatsu to come and attack. There was no more better satisfaction than to beat an opponent in real mortal combat.

"Come..."

[saneatsu]

*Acedia smirks. The suit had drained Harbinger of the force, effectively cutting him off as without the force he couldn't sense it properly.

His drain on the area had served it's purpose well. Had Harbinger had some force still in him, he would probably sense it seeming back into the area a bit faster than it should, almost as if it's being drawn there by something.

As the warping happened Acedia closed his eyes to focus and concentrate. He walks closer to Harbinger, eyes still closed. His saber is dis-ignited and holstered on his hip. Laughter fills the air as Acedia speaks.
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No more tricks? Is that was the force is to you, a game? You are not worthy of Ira's teachings if you think that you have stopped me. Though I guess I must thank you as you've made my job even easier.

*He is about five feet away and has he stops talking Harbinger would feel, even without the force Acedia's Aura spill out before he disappears completely. Before he goes he opens his eyes revealing them to be unchanged, glowing bright yellow.

Acedia's laughter fills the air and Harbinger can hear his Acedia's voice in his head. Echo's of laughter and taunts assault him some loud some as soft as a whisper.

Finally after a few moments of this Acedia appears behind Harbinger, his aura crashing into Harbinger. He would feel something trying to paralyze him, shut down his ability to move and to stay conscious. It was powerful, strong a full, not held back like the lightnings were before.
*

Your are no god for I have met them and you would tremble in their wake.

[Cazador]

Harbinger wasn't cut off from the force, but it had left the area. He hadn't counted on in it returning so soon though. He had been looking for a fun fight, but this was anything, but fun or even. His opponent wasn't looking for a battle, but rather he wanted to use the force as a shield against all of Harbinger's attacks. As the force completely returned to the area, he attempted to move back to regain his armor. Before he could, his movements became restricted as the manical Jedi spewed out his annoying laughter.

"You little bastard! When I get my hands on you, I'm gonna rip your spine out through your ass!"

He could feel his consciousness attempting to leave his mind, but with shear will alone he was keeping his mind out of darkness.

"You think you can break my will, my spirit? Not a chance. You could crush every bone in body and I will come back from the brink of death each time.... I don't fear death, any god, and I certainly don't fear you. I swear on my life that one day I will hold a power greater than this world or any world can fathom... even if it brings an end to everything..."

Despite being at a disadvantage for the time being, there was no denying the truth and darkness in his voice. If he wouldn't be killed right then and there then someday some terrible event would happen thanks to Harbinger. He would bring death so that he would gain the power to bring life. A shattered mirror of the man he once was. Not to far off from the fighting an old raspy voice could be heard by the two force users. The voice sounded like Harbinger's, but much older. Somehow his presence had not been sensed by either of the two. Even Harbinger's radar failed to find the man. He was cloaked in the shadows before emerging into the light of the fires around the battle.



"You've fallen far... my son..."

He looked like a much older version of Harbinger. His hair had grayed, his face was partially wrinkled, but he appeared to be in excellent shape for a man who appeared to be in his 50's or 60s. Harbinger's eyes widened for a moment while he remained restricted by Saneatsu.

"Da.. Dad?"

The old man looked over to the one who was holding his son down with the force.

"I need to have a word my son. Leave this place."

It was the old warrior who became a legend on the battlefield. The founder of the mercenary group back on Earth known as Blackstorm. Salvador Romano, better known by his code name around the world as, King Boss.

[saneatsu]

*Acedia scoffs and turns to leave. He hadn't expected the man's father to show up but it was better than listening to him continue to spout off nonsense.*

Fine do with him what you wish, I'm done here, my goals were accomplished, tell Ira I said hi.

*Acedia walks off in a random direction, not really paying too much attention, but at the ready in case more bullets were going to be shot at him.*