The Star Forge; What does the Mind Withhold[Mance]

[Taddio Tara'dek]

Larr’Hes:

Perched staring, clutching the diffused lightsaber handle. Rubbing it against his cheek, Larr'hes stared at bodies laying not feet away, mouths agape in dying horror, eyes still wide open.

" They look like fish. I wonder do these fish still see? Are they still in there? Can they hear me? What did they all see before they died? I don't know I tell you, I don't know... I just help them see. It is too bad I never learned how to make them tell me."

The man crept foreward, almost like some three-legged animal the saber still holding his weapon against his flesh, knuckles scraping up and down rubbing the flesh raw. The hand that was upon the ground reached out parting the hair on the deadman's head.

Laughter peeled from Larr'hes as he stared at the officer. " I know what he seen now! I know. I just seen it. " mirthless laughter came from him again, bouncing off the walls inside the prison freighter.

" Ho ho ho old boy, they say do not stare into darkness for you may not like what you see. I know I did not, I know I did not. Yes I did not. " A haunted look overcame the crazed Jedi, looking around, red lights flashing, sounding alarms throughout the ship. How long had they been going on? A voice inside his mind rationality told him quite some time, he had just turned it into background music. Stringy greasy strands of grey-white hair fell down covering the sides of his face as he gulped in air then stood. Walking down one of the small hallways inside the Corellian Gunship.

" Maybe when he comes back he will tell me. He seems to know alot for one of the bad guys, or are we the bad guys? That is a very hard question. Very hard. " More screams could be heard down the ship, coming from the choobiepit. Larr'hes' upper body swayed crooking in the center like he was dancing to the noises, the terror filled shrieks. " I should investigate this, I should see what she is seeing. A pity, I wonder what Yvulla saw, poor girl. I surely do miss her, it's too bad she decided she was what he is. Fools... all of them, surrounded by them. They just don't see it like I do, none see it like I do. That is why we will make them see. Yes, that is what will be done."

Cryo:

It was extremely boring ride and he felt uncomfortable on a ship that wasn’t his, let alone not piloting the thing. All he could do was study and restudy the information the data pad and hope that he could come up with something before he met Larr’hes face to face. Sighing he closed the data pad again and decided to check out the radio frequencies maybe he would get luck and stumble across a clue that would lead him to his prey. Reaching over he flicked the switch up and leaned back in the chair as it scanned through empty air waves not finding anything. Leaning forward he reached out to shut it off, but held back as it caught something.

“This is the ship the Dragoon 3 we are under attack from the inside by what appears to be a Jedi, requesting assistance. Our coordinates are the Adumar in the Outer Rim…” There was a scream and then the message fizzled out into static. That had to be the one, what else would resemble a Jedi and be slaughtering people inside a ship. But where was he going with that ship. Adumar? Shaking his head he thought for a moment, wait…Adumar was in the Outer Rim close to Rakata, which was next to the Star Forge. He was heading to the Star Forge! He had better let the Jedi Council know of this development. Entering the frequency he opened up a channel to the Jedi Council.

“Masters, I have intercepted a distress transmission from a ship called the Dragoon 3, they were asking for assistance as they were being attacked by what appeared to be a Jedi within the ship. I have reason to believe that this is the criminal you have asked me to apprehend. What is more disturbing is that the charted course for the ship was Adumar, which is near the Star Forge. If Larr’hes is as powerful as you say he is this could be most disastrous for the Order, requesting permission to continue and try to apprehend him before he sets up any kind of operation on the Star Forge.”

“Permission granted Sjame, please inform us of any other strange developments, Council out.” Wincing slightly he entered the new codes into the computer and then let it take it from there. What was Larr’hes up to? Was he truly powerful enough to use the Star Forge? Many had tried since the Fall of Malak and Reven and none had been able to handle it. The ship jumped into hyper space as Cryo slipped into his trouble thoughts

Larr’Hes:

The spasming pilot twitched its way straight up from his chair as he peeled at his own flesh, ripping gouts, gashes and peeling skin from flesh as he screamed, bleed profusely from wounds he caused upon himself.

Standing shoulders stooped looking down at the man the fallen Jedi curiously nudged him with toe of his weathered boot. Watching the man begin to froth at the mouth, tears streaming from his eyes as he ripped at his own jugular and scalp, prying off the covering of skin around his ear.

Larr'hes paid the dying man no more attention as he got up behind the console. Hands sliding down to expertly begin taking control of the ship. Thumping noises behind him on the deck didn't seem to phase him any as he mumbled incoherently to himself. " Take the Star Forge... use it. Yes, make them see with it. That will work, it will open eyes, open them like my own. "

Laughter rose up again, rising within his chest. Welling out like great bubbles of explosive uncontainable joy. Inspired happiness at his own great thoughts, " Save everyone, show everyone yes... thats what I am doing. Showing them what they can't see. What only I can see. " the ship blurred then shot foreward, hitting into hyperspace headed straight for its destination point. The Star Forge space station.

Cryo:

He had been on his feet for most of the trip he was antsy to say the least. Patience was not one of his virtues and he was ready to take this guy back to the Council and prove to them that he could be a Jedi. The ship dropped out of the hyperspace and the Star Forge loomed before him. The holovideos of the place did it no justice. It massive and foreboding looking, almost to the point of making him shudder where he stood. Opening the locker he grabbed his stuff and strapped the belt on and clipped the holsters leg straps around his thighs. There was no way he wasn’t going in there unprepared, there could be droids and other Sith and not to mention Larr’hes himself. Better contact the Council one last time and update them on the situation before boarding the Star Forge.

“This is Sjame I am on sight at the Star Forge, I do not pick up any readings of other ships, but the Star Forge maybe disrupting my intrusments. I must say the place radiates the Force. I’m going to board the Star Forge and search for Larr’hes. Sjame out.” Flicking off the transmitter he waited for the computer to take him in closer and board the Star Forge, perhaps he was lucky enough to beat Larr’hes here, then he could decide where they would be fighting and have the advantage of surprise. Then again he already had that advantage because it was highly unlikely that he knew he was coming, then again he was a Master in the Force so he could possibly sense him by now.

Larr’Hes:

The Dragoon 3's distress signal was sent out hours before. Larr'hes had had ample time to render the crew into simpering madmen and women, killing some of them, leaving the rest to their own new nightmares.

Pulling out of hyperspace Larr'hes stared at the Star Forge space station, hovering lifeless looking. Several ships lay docked at it. Not many, not like there would be in the future. Somehow he knew this, one day the Star Forge would be a bustling, busy, pirates haven. Not now though, now it was a hang out for ruffians, a slum, not at all what it was ment to be when created by the Sith.

A dark side artifact he could feel its lifelessness. The gloom that overhung the entire thing. He drifted the ship to the far side of the Forge, pulling in to one of the many hangars. Who knew how many more scavangers and 'rats' infested the vessel. It seemed in sections alive with life, even though that life was shadowed by a darkness. Not many, not many at all to deal with. He would wake them up also, he would unleash their minds. He would see which ones would follow him on the true path.

The path that had been awoken in him.

First he would activate the droids, they would bring him the people. Then they would come, then he would wake them, those not strong enough to survive would perish, those who could not see the correct visions would also perish, those who simply did not belong would not belong, they would not at all belong.

He walked aboard, hunched slightly over as a racking fit of coughs overcame his form. Leaning against a wall braced by his forearm, several figures were already huddling around the hangar bay, blasters, force pikes, archaic weaponry, crude and ineffective. He scanned them, their minds, fear. Lots of fear. They would not do at all.

He lifted his head, his lips pulled back over his teeth and he threw out his hand infront of him, unleashing the dark side, allowing it to spread amongst them, to creep into their minds. To swallow their sanity, satisfying yells of terror came back, some fired blasters. On man already peeled at his eyes as the Jedi lept foreward, lightsaber humming to life as glowing golden light burst free whipping through several of them, cutting them down where they stood. His other hand swinging out in a lash, one that scattered four more of them into the air, dashing them off walls like many tossed children's toys.

He spun around, his eyes wide, ragged robes hanging off his body and lept, carried by the Force to descend upon another, spinning his sword to thrust it downwards through a chest cavity of a fallen man. Blaster fire reacted, bounced off the glowing weapon dancing right through the womans torso who had fired it. Minutes would pass, the movements, screams... all would cease.

Larr'hes would continue his exploration of the ship, seeking out the Droid hangars, the control console, and perhaps ones that could see like him....

He had found the droids perhaps half an hour later. Few of them in working order, activating as many as he could he had a small unit, perhaps the size of a platoon. Some thirty odd assault droids. Tinkering with several, hunched over trying to activate one, very much like a drug addict on the wrong perscription... or perhaps the right he was kneeled down. Working furiously at trying to get just one of them going, a single assault droid amongst the thirty four he had active already when he felt a presence, glancing over his shoulder towards the wall. His mouth falling slack, " What is this!? They have come for me or They have sent someone after me... " He sprung up dropping what he was doing, hallering a command for the ancient droids to arm up and head to the hangar bays, find the new intruder. Be prepared as he hurried off down one of the multitude of hallways amongst the station, a cackle bouncing down the halls in his wake.

Cryo:

As he neared the Star Forge he realized that he wasn’t the only person here, there were several other small crafts and ships docked in its hangers. Slipping on a gauntlet he let out a deep breath, this was intense. He could already feel the dark side all around him, he was slightly worried about what was going to happen. He knew however that he had to put all these thoughts out of his mind and remain focused. Eyeing the gauntlet for a moment he questioned whether the fact that he was over preparing himself for this, perhaps he was expecting more combat then there would be. Shaking his head he dropped the landing ramp and peered out into the empty hanger he had landed in.

There was nothing, nobody was around him crouching down he peered down the hall way directly in front of him. He couldn’t see anything or hear anything, but he definitely could feel something. “I have a bad feeling about this…” Standing up he fully exited the ship and started to walk down the hall towards whatever he was feeling. It had to be him, and he was the objective. As much as he didn’t want to do this at the same time he did. To prove to the Council that he could in fact be a Jedi.

It wasn’t silent for long as he left the long hallway into some sort large room with suspended walks ways. Droids were pouring out of the works and they didn’t look to friendly. Larr’hes had activated the droids somehow. Letting out a deep breath he slipped the light sabers off his belt and ignited them the silver light hissing into life as he jumped into action. He met the first line of droids in a flurry of slashes and cut through them and kept moving. Spinning he severed the legs off another one and force pushed it off the walk way and down into the deep dark recesses of the Star Forge.

This wasn’t going to be good if Larr’hes had managed to activate all the droids in the Star Forge. Looking around for an escape he ducked under an attack and jumped up to the walkway closest to him. Turning he moved past the droids and ran along the walk way. This was almost starting to piss him off. That was what they wanted though, to piss him off and make him give in to his darkest ambitions. It wasn’t going to happen this time. Dropping off the walk way into the newest area he made quick work of the 3 droids in there. Where are you Larr’hes? Moving in the force he dodged and attack, cutting the last droid in half easily. Sure they were easy to kill now, but wait till they were completely battle efficient with shields and all the other nasty things that could happen, and of course they would eventually tire him out.

Larr’Hes:

Larr'hes was standing quietly at a computer console next to a mechanical droid. Both were turning on sensory and shield arrays for the droids. Activating several more.

" He comes he comes... " he looked over at the small droid. " What do you say we send some fun to him... they look fun, the unseeing. " he snarled as he looked over his shoulder at three men, a woman and a child, all bound to the wall. Gags in their mouths. He bounded across the room, spry for an aged man like himself.

His fingers touching to each of their skulls, eyes rolling into the back of their heads as he then moved back, dropping down to seat himself at the edge of a desk. Buttons, screens, lights all about it. His eyes closing as they all turned, near zombie-like stumbling out into the hallway, arming themselves with the weapons that were removed from them previously by Larr'hes.

Controlled puppets they had become. Three blasters, a vibrosword, and a bowcaster. All weapons the five possessed. The young boy holding a blaster.

" Yes sightless ones! " he laughed, his brows knitted together as he mentally dominated them, willing them to seek out Cryo. To delay him, so he and the mechanical droid could turn on more combat drones.

[Taddio Tara'dek]

Cryo:

This was almost to the point of being frustrating, ever hallway looked the same and he had no clue if he was even heading the right direction. Turning a corner he felt a shift in the force and quickly dove and rolled forward as a bowcaster quarrel roared over his head. His light sabers roared to life as he deflected blaster bolts and dodged the nasty shots from the bowcaster.

Reaching out in the force he used it to speed up his movement and charged down the hall way. Reaching his group of assailants he jumped and spun lashing out viciously with his weapons. His first move was chopping the bowcaster in half, followed by a low angle slice that removed its wielder’s leg. Pivoting he went to his next opponent and met him in melee combat, easily fending of his attacks with a vibrosword. They weren’t any match for him, but he was trying not to kill them. Ducking a swipe he came sidestepped and pushed off the wall and spun snapping out a kick directly into the man’s face. The head snapped back and the man left his feet and skidded across the hall, turning he faced the other three combatants all clutching blasters. They didn’t show any fear, deflecting blaster bolts he glanced up and caught a glimpse of their eyes. What was that about? He deflected a blaster bolt and it caught the last man right square in the chest, hopefully it didn’t kill him, but it probably did. Rushing the last two he deactivated his light sabers and snapped a palm out forward and hit the woman in the base of the throat dropping her to the ground.

Turning he faced the boy and sidestepped a blaster shot and snapped a kick out removing it from his hand. He waited for a moment to see what the boy was going to do. choobieing his head to the side as the boy went for another blaster. These people weren’t normal; Larr’hes had to be controlling them. Holding up arm he pressed a button on the gauntlet and launched a metal cord at the boy. Wasting no time he tied him and the woman up and started back down the hall. Where was Larr’hes? Stopping he calmed himself and reached out with the force to try and pin point his location.

Larr’Hes:

Five more droids roared to life. Systems kicking online, shields powering up. Larr'hes tapped the turned off lightsaber on his jawbone. Turning he followed them out the door, pausing as he called the small mechanical droid over with a wave. Kneeling he opened it up, placing a plasma grenade inside of it, the droid whirred and beeped at him as if it didn't want him to do that but listened anyways, one of it's primary directs were to follow orders at all costs.

He strapped a charge inside of it, knowing Cryo was at the end of the hall getting closer by the second. " Go my mechanical soldiers. Let the droid lead the way, stay far enough behind when he goes off you will be ready with blasters to cut down the interloper. " He patted the smaller squat droid on the head, looking at the other taller, more menacing combat drones. All prepared for battle with the incoming Jedi.

Larr'hes then turned, sprinting full speed down the hall the Force assisting him in a leap that carried him to the end of it. There he would run left, his scrawny old frame swiftly closing the space between him and another archway. Amused as Cryo reached out for him with his senses doing the same just to get a feel of the other man, he could sense the dark side in this one, he knew he was one of the sighted. Now to test him. Now to see if he knew as much as Larr'hes did. Perhaps he would join him in his quest....

The small droid whirred ahead, pausing in the center of the hallway, blipping down at Cryo. Not in warning but, oddly in an act of bravery, challenging the Jedi to come near. The battle droids not insight around the bend, prepared to open fire, to assault as soon as the small droid had detonated.

Cryo:

He could feel him, could feel the taint coursing through his veins, he was near. Looking down at the boy he knelt and started to look at his eyes. They were turned back in his head and when he reached forward the boy tried to bite his hand. Larr’hes had to be the one controlling these people, they all looked the same and they all were extremely aggressive. There wasn’t anything he could do to help them that he knew of. Standing up he turned and sprinted down the hall and skidded to a stop when he saw a little tech droid. Chuckling as the thing beeped a challenge out to him. Now that was interesting. A droid challenging him to combat, and it was not a combat droid. There was something that wasn’t quite right about this scene. Deactivating his light sabers he clipped them on his belt and smiled slightly.

“Well then, aren’t we a brave one. It would seem that you want me to attack you and rush down towards that part of the hall…” Every one of his instincts in his body told him that this was a trap. What was he going to do? What if there was a whole battalion of combat droids around that corner? Shaking his head he reached up with his hand and used the force to send the little tech droid flying down towards that corner and into the wall. At the same time as impact against the wall he drew one of his blasters and fired a couple of shots at it until he hit it. There was no way he was going to run down there just yet.

Larr’Hes:

The mech droid let out a low beeping sound, 'woooing' its whole way down the hallway, smashing into the wall only to be blasted as it slid down it. An eruption of fire, light and heat burst from it, with a loud -krakoom- of noise. A funnel of dangerous heat/fire shooting down the halls, whipping about lashing at the walls before it sucked back in, the droids shields protecting them from the fire, the first two however getting tossed back to grapple for balance as the concussion of the blast exploded.

Not able to tell where the Jedi was with sensors yet the droids opened fire wildly, spraying down the hallway, cover fire till they were able to make contact. Pulse cannons shooting off in mad sprays, lining up on the target. Filling the Star Forges with the sound of blaster fire.

Larr'hes paused, listening. Thoughtfull of what to do next he waited, seeking out more living creatures within the SF. Looking for others who had turned this into a nest in which to infest. Sightless, worthless... half beings. He sought out, seeking lifeforces his eyes closing a moment as he inhaled the small of smoke, melted wires, charred walls... seeking beyond these things closing off his physical senses to seek out life.

Cryo:

He knew it was a trap! But he only had a moment to triumph in his victory as a cloud of fire and debris rushed at him towards the hall from the explosion. Diving to the side he landed behind the corner and shoulder rolled as he hit and back up to his feet. No sooner was he about to turn the corner and go back towards where the droid exploded did blaster bolts come racing down the hall at him. He had to be close to Larr'hes there were to many powered up battle droids in what area just to be patrolling. Grinning he peeked back around the corner as a blaster bolt hit the wall next to him.

"Holy poodoo, this is heating up!" Laughing he dropped down and pressed his back against the wall and slid his blasters out one in each hand. Returning fire blindly around the corner his mind tried to formulate a plan. Snickering he remembered his statement when he had fought droids when trying to rescue Ryl and how he had remedied that situation now. Pulling two Ion grenades from his belt he pulled the pins and chucked them down at the hall way towards the droids. Following the threw he turned around the corner and started shooting at the droids so they he could keep their focus and let the ion grenades to their work. Grinning he ducked back behind the corner as the grenades started to explode.

Star Wars Mod:

Blaster fire. Heat, smoke and the quick movements of the Force rebel Cryo had the droids cycling through combat protocols. Adapting as best as possible. Another of the automatons falling sideways sparks flying free of it as an ion grenade went of, rapidly followed by another one. Crushing the battle droid between two eruptive colorful blasts. The rest cleared backwards, retreating down the hallway enough to avoid the blast.

A burstlike machinegun fire sprayed the direction Cryo had lept, peppering the wall in small black holes. Ruined with smoke. Suddenly two of them stopped firing, rolling shoulders foreward to scuttle down the hallway, dodging the lanes of fire the other two had created, weapons switching to close range wide shell shots. Open rounds like flechette cartridges ment for close-quarters. The other two keeping the padawan's area under fire with steady streams of pulse bursts

Cryo Sjame --- These droids never ceased to piss him off. They thought they could just roll up on him and take him out. He had a much different plan then they did. Igniting his lightsabers he looked at them for a moment, a slow grinning gracing his dark lips. Leaning out from behind the corner he threw the lightsabers out and guided them foward with the Force. This was the first time he had ever tried to control both at the same time against an opponent. First one slashes into the droid severing the head from it's mechanical body and the second drove into the other's chest. The sabers cut free and flew back into his hands. At the point Cryo was out beyond the corner and grabbed the sabers deactivating them. Of course he was going to make use of his last two ion grenades before deciding to rush the other droids. Yanking the pins he threw them down the hallway at the group of droids and dove back behind the corner. It was only a matter of time now, after the explosion he was rushing the hall. Slipping his lightsabers back out he reignited them and waited for the explosion.

Two droids down, two more followed. One of them less quick to act then its companion found itself in the blast radius of an ion grenade. The other droid moved backwards avoiding range as the other erupted in a burst of light. Parts flying in all directions. Both cannon arms lifted up sizzling barrels fire off heated rays of energy towards the incoming Kiffar warrior. Spraying in dual bursts of three. Not completely accurate but deadly and a full six rounds.

Larr'hes meanwhile shot his eyes open having found what he was after. Quickly he drew out his saber, slicing a hole through the wall in a large circle. Kicking it out to step through into the other
side, eyes darting back and forth, a room away. A room away and there was more toys.

Cryo Sjame --- The Force guided him as he dove out from behind his cover and rushed the droid that wasn't blown to hell in the grenade blast. Deflecting bolts he moved foward, the Force aided him turning his movements into a blur as he reached the droid and dodged a point blank shot with a spin move and a horizontal slashed followed cutting the droid down. This was starting to irriate him, all these droids and know sign of his objective, Larr'hes had to be around here somewhere, but his non battle abilities weren't top notch and with all the fighting he was doing, being preoccupied didn't help him with his search of the facility. He was here he could feel that, but he didn't know where. Another droid rolled out in front of him and fired. "poodoo!" Leaping in the air he flipped foward and dropped on top of the droid, driving both sabers into it. Jumping off he pressed his back against the wall and peeked around the newest corner.

Larr'hes gave up on the droids at this point. His mind open as he skipped through another door. Hunting down the lifeforms he had sensed, an open telepathic message being sent towards his pursuer. " Having fun yet sightless one!? I will make you see!!! I will! " As he rushed foreward through another door he found what it was he sought, three small children. Huddled into a corner, " Spacer brats! None of you can see... I'll help I will though, help I will." He cackled out, eyes widening as he began to fill their minds full of images, began to subvert them to his will. Childs minds, naturally defended by fears but so weak through those fears.

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Cryo Sjame --- Finishing off the last of the droids in the air he stopped and leaned against the wall taking a deep breath. Whoa, if he had to keep fighting like this to find Larr'hes he was going to be to tired to do anything when he got to him. Clipping the lightsabers on his belt he looked around and started down the hallway. Stopping suddenly he turned as he heard a crazed voice. Larr'hes... he was near. "This is the most fun I've had in awhile, but just wait till the sort of fun we will have when I find you and make you pay for your what you have done." Turning he changed his direction towards where he felt Larr'hes was, it was only a matter of time before he found him and brought him to justice.

One little man, well a child. Rodian boy marched forward a small blaster in hand clutched between both. Walking upright and proud behind the youth was Larr'hes, right behind him. A child clutched in each arm. A wide smile set across stubble ridden features. Laughter bouncing down, " Come on my lovelies, lets go play with the Sightless Jedi. " Rounding the corner they stood, directly at the end of the hallway from Cryo. The children gripping to Larr'hes, the small rodian boy standing in front blaster aimed down the hallway. " Well hello there ... why you're not at all what I expected. Darkness resides in you... perhaps you can see!!! Splendid! "

Cryo Sjame --- Turning around he knew that they were behind him. Larr'hes and a few others it seemed. Children, what kind of sick person would use children to defend himself. His eyes fell on the Rodian boy with the blaster and he shook his head. Igniting his lightsabers and stepped foward. "You're right darkness does reside in me, as it resides in all of us. Let the Children go and me and you will decide whose darkness runs the deepest. I am Cryo Sjame and I am Death...the destroyer of worlds." Snickering he kept a steady pace as he walked towards Larr'hes.

" Strange words to come from a Jedi. " He didn't even move as the rodian child opened fire with the weapon, pulses being fired wildly down the hallway. Larr'hes seemed to just watch, the smile he wore crooked and demented grew wider the nearer Cryo got. " Well I am Larr'hes saviour of us all!!! " He shouted in return. Laughter once more peeling off of the walls as the hallway was illuminated by blaster bolts.

The blaster bolts were easily deflected, the child was no soldier and it showed in his shots. They were mostly wide, but when he did get lucky Cryo easily deflected them with a flick of his wrists. "How can you call yourself a saviour? You were once a great Jedi...what made you fall? Now you are nothing more then a mad man with a thirst for power, you are no better then an animal. I pity you former Jedi Larr'hes you are everything I will never become..." For one thing even if he did fall he wouldn't be having other people do his dirty work, he would do it himself, but then again he did love combat. He was only a few meters from the group as he kept deflecting bolts. A well placed deflection hitting the boy's blaster and blowing it up in his hands. Hopefully he didn't hurt the boy, but hopefully he could move him out of the way, or make Larr'hes come to him. "Larr'hes you are a sorry individual can you not do your own work? Or are you afraid of me?" Grinning he stopped his movement and held his lightsabers up ready for combat.

" I don't seek power dear deluded fool. I seek to awaken everyone, I seek enlightenment, to help everyone else reach it as well.... I fear nothing for I have seen the worst, I'll show you. Just as I showed these pawns! Useful little tools in the grand scheme of things. " The rodian boy was knocked aside as Larr'hes stepped foreward the small girl clutched to his side was slung backwards and thrown through the air like a limp doll straight towards Cryo. Larr'hes extended his hand force pushing the girl even faster, using her as a small human missile. The child would break on impact with a wall or anything else, and Larr'hes once a Jedi once of the same mind, knew how Cryo would be expected to respond. Without dropping the other child he let his yellow bladed lightsaber erupt into life, launching himself still clutching the other child towards Cryo, just behind the people projectile.

This is what he had been waiting for, it was time to prove who he truly was. But the question that kept creeping into his brain made him wonder, was he truly any better then Larr'hes? Of course he was, he wouldn't use children and try to get them killed, or murder others without having a reason. Not anymore. His reflexes snapped to life as he deactivated a lightsaber and held up his hand in an attempt to stop the child's foward movement, his other hand stood ready in case Larr'hes wished to try and attack him. "What will you have me see? I already see what is the truth. " I see that you are a fool! Larr'hes you will pay for what you have done!"

Larr'hes using the force again to make himself move faster for one strike he shot past Cryo off towards his left as he caught the girl. Who due to Larr'hes mindcontrol would begin to flail and claw at the young man. With his lunge Larr'hes blade whipped out and across in a low sweep towards Cryo's hip. Aimed to imobilize him not kill. " I will have you see I am saving us all!!! You should know you are one of THEM!!

It seemed that he was not quite a into the combat arts as some of the other Jedi. Catching the child with the force he stepped away as Larr'hes went for his hip, he wasn't in the position to try to parry and counter, so he tried to simply slow the blade down. Catching it slightly with his own he winced as it knicked his hip and he moved back, just out of range to drop the flailing child. The child hit the ground and he pushed it back down the hallway so that it wasn't on top of him at the very moment. "Oh am I? You have saved me? I think not." Igniting his other saber he waited grinned at Larr'hes.

Larr'hes clutched the other child infront of him like a shield. Eyes wide and round, obviously crazed as his unkept tangle of hair framed his face making him look even more the part that he was. " You should join me, help me!!! I was shown what they will do, what is to come, the Jedi will all die, I must destroy the Sith using the Star Forge!!! " He backed up drawing the weapon infront of him tip angled towards Cryo. Getting into a defensive position. The little girl snapping out of the trance, to begin screaming, wailing even as she crawled away from them down the hallway. The one in Larr'hes grip still locked in his spell.

This man was truly insane and that could make him very very dangerous. He wouldn't have the normal restrictions a sane person would have he was capable of anything. "Larr'hes had you approached me 5 years ago with this offer I would have gladly joined you, but I am older now, maybe not wiser, but I do know that you cannot fight the Sith by becoming one of them. Drop your weapon and I will not harm you, we can go back to Coruscant and figure out a way to stop these Sith you think are approaching." His lightsabers were still up and he was ready for anything, just because they were still speaking did not mean he was going to attack him.

Larr'hes seemed to calm for a moment looking almost as if he would listen to reason then he abruptly screamed, " IDIOT!!! Don't you see!!! Noone sees!!! Look look, listen... and look. I'll show you!! I'll show you what I have seen... first though I must break your will and body... then you can't resist. I do this to help, the Sith are coming they need to be destroyed by this. " He flails about with his lightsaber at the surroundings, then did a swift forward step towards Cryo lashing out from a downward strike up across towards his face. Lazy, wild, but swift, the tip the prime point of attack. His torso guarded by the kid clutched to it. His erratic crazy movements making the swing seem even faster than it was just by how worked up the Fallen Jedi was.

Cryo Sjame decided he was beyond reason, all that was left was combat. Cryo shook his head and readied himself for the coming battle. This man didn't seem to skilled with the lightsaber, not as good as Cryo or Ryl. Then again looks could be decieving, besides that he had a nice set of armor comprised of a child that he was using to cover his torso. Giving himself to the force he let it flow through his body and control his movements. He would not let Larr'hes harm another person and was set on returning him to the ouncil for judgement. Taking a step back he brought his lightsaber down across and deflected the attack to the side, but made no counter attack. "Larr'hes give up, I do not wish to kill you."

Larr'hes glared, getting furious. " Listen, listen, I seen... I seen Dark Sith more powerful than anything, strong and everywhere black tendrils throughout the Republic, the galaxy... we can stop them, we can be saviours we can redeem ourselves!!! Let me show you... just let me!!! " He snarled, stepping in again, becoming the aggressor as he slashed in a right to left sweep. His attacks were uncoordinated and sloppy, some skill was held in there but he was a Consular not a Guardian. His age and experience gave him what he had, but he was slower than the youth along side of his mindframe causing him to lack focus.

"Trust me Larr'hes we can figure something out, the Council is wise and will know what to do, let me help you please!" The man was delving deeper into the chasms of insanity and Cryo could tell in his fighting skills, he was losing focus and his attacks were lazy and sloppy. It was only a matter of time, before he gave him an opening that he couldn't refuse. Thrusting downward in an attempt to block the sweeping attack with his left handed lightsaber he saw a small opening at Larr'hes shoulder. Moving quickly he thrust foward with his right handed lightsaber at Larr'hes left shoulder.

Larr'hes was insane, chaotic in his thoughts but his instincts were still top notch.He lunged backwards as his attack was deflected, twisting at the upperbody slower than he ment but fast enough to take a graze across the shoulder cutting through his tattered robes. Howling out in pain and anger he brought the sword back in from the side, driving forward at Cryo once more, again making himself the assaulter. HIs attack a straight thrust towards the torso of Cryo. No thought of it hitting, just lashing out. The madman near foaming at the mouth as he gripped the child savagely against him, not willing to let his guard be dropped again.


A slow smile started to creep to his lips. If your opponent lost his focus you were on the road to victory, but in the case of your opponent being insane you could never be to sure. Cryo knew that he had nicked him, and he knew that he had the upperhand in this combat. If he could just get him to let go of the child, he could end this battle a lot sooner. The Council wished him to bring back Larr'hes alive, so thats what he was going to try and do, avoid killing him, of course he had to keep saying that in his brain. The man was far over the edge now and had lost whatever edge he might have held, Cryo sidestepped and deflected the thrust with one of his lightsaber's hopefully hitting it hard enough to knock Larr'hes off balance, and hopefully make him drop the kid.

Larr'hes moved forward with the thrust, letting it guide and turn him around. Facing Cryo once more saber and child between them. His eyes were red rimmed widening as a crooked smile worked wider if at all possible into a joker remeniscant spread of teeth and lips. " I see you've been trained well, but how about your mind!!! " He hissed outward, dark side powers of Illusion being utilized now as he attempted to force them over Cryo's senses, the room would darken, he would fade into shadows. Beings from Cryo's past would begin to form from the ink black walls, all coming for him, ready to tear him down. This is of course all depended on how Cryo would interpret it.


Cryo Sjame's eyes twitched slightly as the room darkened, he could feel Larr'hes and could still hear the mad man's ranting. Had this been what Ryl and the council had been talking about? The shadows move slightly at out from them stepped his old Sith Mistress, the assassin Zorl K'tat. Cryo took a step back in disbelief his mind started to race, this was an illusion, this wasn't real. "You are dead...I watched Ryl cut your head from your shoulders. You're dead!" The Sith Assassin grinned wickedly and raised her weapon. Cryo snapped his lightsabers up, he had to find a way past this. There is no emotion, there is peace. Focusing the force he attempted to rid himself of this illusion weaved by Larr'hes.

Larr'hes was safe, watching the man see things he could not. He poured forth more of the dark illusions, adding to it. Giving it more substance and power, using telepathy to glean surface thoughts from the distracted Cryo to pull forth imagery of more people he would know, family, friends, teachers, lovers. Making them slowly appear one by one. Leaving Cryo to a mess of mental deceit. The concentration it took removed Larr'hes' hold over the children, the one in his grasp began to squirm. Yet not enough yet to break his concentration. " Yes... open your eyes and see... see Cryo Sjame... young Sith... learn who you truly are... see with me... " His voice wouldn't be heard beyond whatever Cryo was hearing but it still hung in the air as he forced his mad will outwards riding on the Force.

More images appeared in front of his eyes and his first reaction was to fight them...all of them. A sense of rage started to develop in his body, coursing its way eagerly through his veins till it reached his mind, searing a path for it to follow. A few deep breaths and he was ready to slaughter all the illusions that were in front of him and Larr'hes and the child as well. But then as soon as it hit him, it left. Cryo closed his eyes and ignored the visions and deactivated his lightsabers. "I am Cryo Sjame and I am a Sith no longer." He let the Force fully take him and at last started to use his mind and not his might to fight back against the visions that Larr'hes was pushing towards him.

Larr'hes about choked as the former Sith trainee dropped his guard. " Fool, don't resist the visions. It'll show more!!! You'll see... let them take you, let them show you!!! They'll show you like they did me, noone understands!! You must trust me! " The man seemed almost to be pleading now, desperate, the illusions destroyed by his lack of concentration and Cryo's will. The child suddenly screaming out kicking him in the gut, clawing at his eyes. Larr'hes staggered backwards flinging the boy free. " Wretch!!! I'm trying to save everyone!!! You'll all burn if I do not!! " With that he drew his saber up again, " I'll not be stopped. " He said with a sudden calm, eyes wide still. Sunken. Deranged.

Opening his eyes he saw that the visions were gone and all that was left was Larr'hes with no child in his grasp. "Larr'hes we all follow a path, my path used to be of the Sith and it is no longer, I will not fall again, I will redeem myself for my actions as a Sith Assassin. They show me nothing but something I do not wish to be anymore." Reigniting his lightsabers he took up a battle stance. "Last chance to surrender Larr'hes, if you drop your weapon now I will not harm you, if you decide you wish to fight I will have no choice but to fight back. You will be stopped, if I don't stop you, someone else will."

Larr'hes drew up the saber infront of him. Both hands clutching it as his feet spaced apart. " I will not be taken back, I was given the sight to save everyone, and this is what I shall do. The Star Forge must be used... it must be taken to the Sith and unleashed upon them. That is what I need your help with, but I see you are subverted by the SIth inside the Republic... the hiders. You are just like all the rest, you are in my way, I will kill you Sith, I will kill all of your kind. For the good of the Galaxy, for my poor Yvula..."

"You are wrong Larr'hes and I will make sure that you get your what you have coming to you." A slow smile graced his dark lips as he shot foward towards the maddened Fallen Jedi. "If we are to fight, let this battle begin!" Cryo had refrained from taking the offensive when Larr'hes had the child pressed to his torso for protection, but now he would give the Fallen Jedi a taste of lightsaber combat from his point of view. It took a few seconds for the Force Enhanced Padawan to reach Larr'hes and he lunged out quickly with a low slash out towards the upper thigh of Larr'hes with his right handed weapon.

Larr'hes shoulder strained from its wound as he dipped his saber low swinging it in a defensive bat at the slice from Cryo's right saber. As he moved he unleashed more of his dark side ability, allowing the illusion of two of himself to appear. One somewhat overlapping the other, making his outline blurr. Harder to follow with the naked eye. Doing this almost reflexively as he was forced to backpeddle. His guard having been dropped low to defend. Larr'hes deflected the blade, slowly, but he got it away from his body.

Cryo smiled slightly as he prepared to launch into a flurry of attacks, but stopped as Larr'hes became two and overlapped making him blurry. Chuckling he moved foward again. 'I got two lightsabers, one for each of ya." Driving foward the lunged with both lightsabers towards the torso of Larr'hes in a double stab manuever, ever careful not to over extend himself or possibly allow himself to be knocked off balance.

Larr'hes still in a perpetual backpeddle now hastily batted the lower half of his lightsaber in between the dual attacking blades weapon tucked in close knowing a wall would be at his back soon, the strain on his shoulder draining him rapidly, he already lacked the youths stamina. Thrown into the defensive too much at the moment to utilize more of his powers, he awaited an opening staying in defensive mode for now. Exerting just enough concentration to make another image of him appear next to him, now being three.

Now this was getting out of hand? 3 of them? Ducking down low he pivoted on left foot and spun out towards his left at the same time reversing his grip on his right handed lightsaber and attemping to drag it across the lower part of the three Larr'hes's legs. What he was hoping for was to at least nick the real Larr'hes and get his attention down low so that he could attack higher next time, as he spun he gripped his left handed lightsaber tightly and prepared to move foward with a stab as soon as he could finish the rotation of the spin.

Larr'hes watched the drop, his legs bent and he lept a loud scream released from his mouth as his body seemed to fly over head like a heap of rags, rolling end over end as he force jumped himself away from a foot on the ground. Having been drained, slowed with pain, and not as young or healthy as he once was, neglecting to eat for near a week now he misjudged, losing as a price one of his feet. Propelled akwardly by the force he slapped into the ground toppling end over end to push himself up on his hands and knees some thirteen feet down the hallway, " You cannot stop me!!! This is only my body, you cannot stop me!!!" Outranged, in pain, blind with furty and insanity he ranted, lightsaber still alive and in hand as he shoved himself upwards seemingly oblivious to the lost foot..

Cryo Sjame's eyes closed for a moment and a brief sense of pleasure coursed through his body as he felt his lightsaber cleanly slice through the man's lower leg and sever it from his body. He watched as Larr'hes flew down the hall and landed in a heap screaming and flailing. "Your wrong Larr'hes as I told you before I will stop you, the only way you are leaving here of your own will is if you kill me. I know you will not surrender, so I will not ask again." Turning around completely he threw his lightsaber out towards the other leg of Larr'hes and rushed down the hall way following it with his right handed lightsaber held high for the attack.

Larr'hes brought his saber down in a hard slam into the other that was spinning at him, deflecting it off into the wall almost throwing himself into the floor as he did so. His free hand shot up, as a Consular his connection with the force was impressive, a powerful burst of kinetic force would thrust down the hall at Cryo. An amplified force push. " I will not die!!! I will save everyone!!! I will destroy you and yours!!! "

It felt like he hit a brick wall as he literally stopped all foward momentum as the amplified Force Push hit him. It sent him flying backwards end over and onto his back several feet back down the hall way. Sliding across the floor he came to a stop and quickly flipped back up to his feet. "That was impressive, I must say I have never felt a force push quite like that one." Reaching his hand out he brough his lightsaber back to his hand and reignited it as soon as he felt the cool cylinder slide into his palm. "You will not destroy anyone ever again!" Growling slightly he started walking back down the hall way, that Force Push was going to leave a nasty bruise tomorrow.

Larr'hes pulled himself backwards with one arm and his only useful leg, the lightsaber clutched limply at his side now. Glaring down towards Cryo as he scampered faster. Once more pulling forth the powers of the dark side illusions wrapping around them again, this time attacking him would not be enemies but friends. Verbally assaulting him, taunting him, mocking him, The council belittling him, Ryl chiding him... all of them surrounding him throughout the hall, voices upon voices battering towards his psyche. Larr'hes using surface thoughts scanning to pull forth what he could to use against Cryo, trying to use what would hurt him. To give him an edge.

The voices erupted in his head and almost made him drop his weapons. Stopping he grimaced as he deactivated his weapons and clutched his head for a moment with both hands. They were making fun of him, telling him that he would never be a Jedi, that he would always be a Sith. The Jedi Council assaulting him verbally over his choices, telling him was reckless and impatient that he wasn't what the Jedi Order needed, and Ryl. Ryl worst of all telling him to just quit and never think about being a Jedi again, that he wasn't good enough to be a Jedi, that he was nothing more then a stupid, ignorant, murderous child. Turning he dropped one of his lightsabers and slammed a closed fist into the wall. Good thing it was his cybernetic fist otherwise he would have broken his hand. "No they wouldn't do this to me, they couldn't do this to me." Turning back he took his hands off his head and picked up his lightsaber and moved back down the hallways towards Larr'hes bound and determined to complete his mission, no matter who was yelling in his head.

Larr'hes took this opportunity to strike hurling his lighsaber forward as Cryo was pulling himself free of the last illusion. Force throwing it as quickly as he could knowing he needed to take down the younger Jedi if he was going to accomplish his plans, the yellow blade pinwheeling outwards from his fingertips a disc of death careening towards Cryo as Larr'hes continued to crawl backwards with in his crippled state..

Cryo managed to to shake the voice in his head just as the lightsaber came flying towards his torso, he wasn't completely ready for it and managed to snap his lightsaber up just in time to block it, but not until it took a healthy chunk of skin out right above his belly button. Gritting his teeth as he deflected it off and to the side into the wall. Now he was starting to get a little angry, it was time to finish this. Grasping his lightsabers tightly he started running back down the hallway towards the fallen Larr'hes. How he was going to stop him with killing him was going to be interesting to say the least.

Larr'hes watched the incoming Jedi his attack having failed he began to panic crawling back quicker kicking the useless stump as the other pushed him off towards an open room, heading quickly towards the alcove that sat above the lower floors. His telekinesis coming into play again as the deflected lightsaber swung around off the wall picking up to levitate beginning to hover, vibrate abit then speed off towards Cryo's back. The only inclination of Larr'hes doing this was the disruption in the Force and the raising of a shakey hand.

In watching Larr'hes crawl he felt a small measure of respect for the man. At least he never gave up in what he believed, even if it was considered evil. Picking up the pace he was three-fourths of the way to the crawling Jedi before he felt the disturbance in the Force. Normally he might not have felt it, but today he was very much in tune, having fought off the illusions. Turning he threw himself back into the wall and snapped out with one of his lightsabers at the incoming missle, deflecting it and send it careening towards Larr'hes's outstretched arm.

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Larr'hes had not expected to have the weapon sent back towards him, his arm outstretched was then dismembered dropping to the ground with a dull meaty thump. A scream emitted from the Fallen Jedi as he kicked backwards once more, sliding sideways he began to roll down the stairwell that led from the top alcove to the next floor, yelling out curses, shouts of pain, rantings and bellows of anguish the whole ride down.

Another limb gone, two more to go Cryo thought as he shook his head and stepped into the alcove in time to hear Larr'hes's screams as he rolled down the stairs. Hopefully he was ready to give up now, he did not wish to kill this man, but hopefully to save him. Stepping down the stairs quietly he stopped a few above Larr'hes and knelt down with his lightsabers in hand. "Well Larr'hes are you ready to give up yet, or am I going to keep having to sever limbs to the point where you can't walk, or grab anything, and just lay there and scream. I do not wish to kill you, neither does the Council. They want to know what you know, just without the insanity party. Please, do not make me kill you."

" I will not yield, I must stop the SITH!!! " He screamed this out just before Larr'hes began to convulse, spasming against the ground unable to respond as system shock took over, the aged Force user's eyes rolling into his skull as a wheeze of air erupted from his lungs, body shutting down as he crept towards death. Remaining hands fingers upwards curling in a feeble gesture " Must... stop... make end, must... see... must make see.... "

Cryo Sjame's head dropped slowly as he deactivated his lightsabers. He had never actually been there to see a man die like this before, usually when he killed people he kept moving, and it was different now. Something inside him was making him regret the loss of life. "Larr'hes...what Sith are you talking about? What do you see?" At least he would try and figure out what he was ranting about before he died. "Tell me Larr'hes and I will do my best to stop what is coming, but you have to tell me what you know."

Larr'hes mouth moved much like a fish would at death, opening and closing no sound escaping. His hand reached upwards still whispering into the air muted noises. Arching at the torso as he suffered body laying useless wracked with agony. Eyes still not visible rolled into the top of his head.

Dropping down onto the steps he lowered his head again, clipping his weapons back on his belt. It was over, Larr'hes was dying. Cryo wouldn't be getting information from him now. It was only a matter of time before death took him. "May you find the peace in death." HIs mind wandered for a moment as his eyes stayed on Larr'hes dying body. What Sith was he talking about? He had many questions and he hoped the Council could answer them when you got back to Coruscant.

Larr'hes hand falling downwards made a sudden final desperation grab at Cryo's leg. His body seeming to garner just abit more strength in his final throes. " I'll show you... young Jedi. " The man said, his voice having changed weak, strained but the tinge of insanty seeming left out of it. Sounding very much like he did when he would instruct younglings in Jedi History at the Temple of Coruscant.

Cryo's first instinct was to grab Larr'hes hand and snap his wrist, not letting him grab him and possibly mess with his head anymore. But something inside him made him stop and listen to what the former Jedi had to say. The insanity in his voice was gone, and he seemed that he had only moments before the life finally left his old body. Nodding he reached down and grabbed the older man's hand. "Show me...so I can help stop whatever storm is coming."

Larr'hes lips curved up into a strained smile, his eyes closing as he labored to breath, willed himself long enough to show Cryo exactly what he had seen. Darkness clouded existance suddenly floating in a void between space and time lay Larr'hes on the ground gripping Cryo Sjame's leg. Weightless, timeless... suddenly images began to form, fromt he blackness stars emerged inside of these stars figures took substance... events began to play out.
The first of them would be men, far away in a desert crowded around in a chamber, a Holocron between them, one of them grabbing ahold of it, collapsing a spectre of an Ancient Sith appearing, battle, a man with two blades one lightsaber one sword would display unmatched skill destroying his fellows, a mangled creature left behind would be then shown carried ont he back of another Sith, a houth. Walking across a desert to a dark spire in the distance. The spire would come into view, inside hundreds upon hundreds of warriors trained, Sith... all of them Cryo would be able to feel this. Dark Lords looking down upon them, fluid would be injected to run course through others transforming them into monsters creatures that smash through armor, rend soldiers limb from limb, crush Jedi... All darkside abominations. But beyond all this, beyond all of these he would see more figures emerge briefly from shadow. Sith all of them, an aged man with white hair, familiar to Cryo his name Dooku, a small boy with blonde hair and a scowl his shadow a large creature black as the shadows clutching a lightsaber, behind them further a shrouded being wearing nothing but a winkled smile. Images of Jedi dying, younglings, padawans... masters, and the Republic being swept aside by a lake of blood... all of this and more swirled from Larr'hes mind into Cryo's was this just some mad delusional image or perhaps the future... the symbology of it much more vague, much more expansive then was put into words, the emotions behind it, the millions of flashing faster images that would course through these larger ones even more telling, darker in their own right. Too much at once to follow with one mind, with one short glimpse and that is all he was given.
Unlike Larr'hes who was reliving it all day to day, unable to tell it from reality. It would all crumble away, light would return and if Cryo looked down Larr'hes would be a corpse, head lolled off to the side, fingers in a death grip already growing cooler to the touch by the second. His chest no longer rising and falling in its shallow last breaths...


Cryo Sjame --- had not expected the visiosn that were now bombarding him. Falling over backwards he sprawled out on the stairs. Truly if what Larr'hes was showing him was the fate of the Republic they were in dire trouble. It was almost to the point of making him scream, no wonder Larr'hes had been driven insane. As the visions cleared he sat back up and wrapped his arms around his knees as he brought them up to his chest, rocking back and forth slightly. He had to stop this fate that was going to overtake the Republic, he refused to let this happen. Maybe thats what Larr'hes had been doing? Maybe he hadn't really fallen, but realized that perhaps the Jedi were not strong enough to fight this Sith Empire that he had ben shown.
Perhaps what he was thinking, faced with the Dark Side and these images that in order to defeat the oncoming of this new Sith Empire that he would have to become something stronger. Embracing the dark side, Larr'hes was going to found was a Sith Empire to defeat the coming one. To save the galaxy, he would conquer it. To become the galaxy's greatest hero, he would become its greatest villain. Shaking his head he reached down and closed the old man's eyes. "I understand now, I will do my best to stop what is going to happen." Standing up he reached down and picked the body up, slinging it over his shoulder. It was time to go back to Coruscant, but what would he tell them of what he saw?
They would be able to feel what was burning in his mind right now. A scowl slipped to his face as he walked down the now quiet hallways of the Star Forge. Perhaps he would have to do the same thing Larr'hes was trying to do. Shaking his head he made his way back to the ship and placed Larr'hes body into the containment chamber that was made for him to bring him back alive. "Computer takes us back to Coruscant." Dropping down into a chair he buried his face in his hands. What was he going to do now?

Cryo:

He had contacted the Jedi Temple on the way back and told them of his arrival so that they would be ready to see him as soon as he got back. The craft landed and he descended down the ramp and towards the Jedi Temple, he had instructed the droids to bring the body to the temple as soon as possible. Right now he was hurrying to the Jedi Council Chambers. Entering the temple he nodded to Jedi he saw and continued forward to the Council Chambers. Reaching the chambers he stopped and attempted to collect himself before he entered. Sliding off the hood of his dark gray robe he had on over his normal attire he took a few deep breaths. The visions he had thanks to Larr'hes were still fresh in his mind, and they were still shocking to say the least. He wondered for a moment how he was going to explain everything to the Council. Shaking his head he nodded as the door guard told them that they were ready for him and opened the doors. Mustering the calm he desperatly needed he stepped into the Council Chambers, hopefully they would know what to do.

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The akward silence fell upon the Council Chambers as it always did when someone entered. Several of the members missing, their chairs vacant.

From his casual laid back position inside of his seat Master Windu was the first to speak. " Cryo Sjame... how about you tell us what went down in the Star Forge? We assume that is of course where you were sending transmissions from upon return. Did you bring back Larr'hes alive? " He already knew the answer to ask it again seemed out of place, his face was impassive, the Jedi Weaponmaster of Vaapad seemed unreadable and to the point. Usually not a good sign.

The other members continued to sit in quiet. Letting the one speak for now, all looking either attentive, or lost in thought. Usually also not a very good sign.

Cryo:

Cryo stepped foward and stood in the middle of the room and faced Master Mace Windu, he wasn't nervous, just shook still from the visions that he had seen. "Yes Master Windu, what happened was slightly disturbing, but let me start from the beginning."

"I arrived in a timely matter at the Star Forge, which is now from the looks of it being used for a base for space pirates, mercenaries, criminals, etc. Upon landing on the Star Forge I discovered that Larr'hes had already activated the Forge's defenses and I had to fight my way through droids from that point on. He had also taken control of some of the humans on the Forge and I had to fight against them also. I did not kill all of the human combatents. After fighting my way throught the droids I came face to face with Larr'hes. We fought and he tried to take over my mind with both illusions and voices, he failed. After a drawn out battle I emerged victories, and Larr'hes died from the extent of his injuries, he might have survived if he had been younger and in shape. It seemed that he had not eaten in quite some time and was weak from it. I tried multiple times to get him to surrender and to give up what he was doing...he did not each time I asked him. I did not mean to kill him, but he would not give up. I regret his death. I brought his body back with me the droids are bringing it here as we speak."

Taking a deep breath he shifted his feet and looked down for a moment, reaching inside his robes he pulled out Larr'hes's lightsaber. "Here is his lightsaber and there was something else..."

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Council Members looked from one to another, silent once more.

Yoda's voice speaking forth, " What more brought of this have you Padawan? "

Shifting amongst the Jedi Masters was audible, some of them seemed to be conflicted. Masters Even Piell and Yarael Poof showed the most strain upon their features. The telepathic debate going on behind the scenes showing it's presence in the expressions of several Masters. Yoda the only whom seems unphased.

Holding up his hand as if to silence the rest of them. He spoke again, " Go on young Sjame. "

Cryo:

Dropping his head again for a moment he took another deep breath. How would he explain to them what he saw? They would most likely tell him that it was just Larr'hes trying to get in his head, but he felt, he knew that it was the truth.

"At the end of the fight, as the Former Consular lay dying he touched me and I saw a vision. Two men in a desert what appeared to to be a Sith Holocron between them, one of them grabbed it and a spectre of what seemed to be an Ancient Sith appearing, a man with two blades, one a lightsaber the other a sword. A manged handed held by a houth, walking across a desert to a dark spire in the distance. The spire came into vew and hurndres of of warriors trained, they all were Sith. They were injected with something as the Dark Lords watched it turned them into monsters, darkside abominations. I could see figures in the shadows, fleeting images. An aged man with white hair, a small boy with blonde hair and a scowl, his shadow was a large creature black as shadow and clutching a light sabers. Images of Jedi, younglings, padawans, and...masters all dying. The republic being swept aside by a lake of blood."

It was easily seen that he was slightly shook by recounting the events that he had seen in the visions. He really wanted to sit down, his hands formed into fists and his knuckles started to turn white. "Forgive me masters, that is all I remember seeing, and it was in truth very disturbing. I had never experienced anything like it before."

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" Nonsense " Blurted out Piell. His silence broken. Plo-Koon seemed to regard Cryo abit more intently.

Mace Windus eyebrows rose up as he steepled his fingers infront of him. " There are no longer any Sith Lords... hasn't been for years. " He said matter of factly.

Yarael Poof speaking next. " Young Sjame has never displayed a talent for premonotion.... this was probably more of Larr'hes game. " His round head seemed to tip regarding Cryo once more. " Maybe Larr'hes insanity has poisoned his mind. "

" His mind was already poisoned when Mevek brought him to us! Now he has slipped into the same delusions that Larr'hes began to spout. " Master Piell said once more, his one good eye slitted.

" Ignore these visions you must, see to them we will. " The aged green Jedi let out. Looking concerned.

" There is more to this then just this mission, it was a test of your abilities, your rationality... your credibility. You've failed for the most part Cryo. We had hoped you would not come back speaking such things, we had also hoped you would have brought back Larr'hes alive. We understand that things are not always so easy... yet you return to us singing the same song he once did. " Master Windu spoke all this from behind his fingertips.Staring almost blankly towards the Padawan as he talked.

Depa Billaba cut in, " Yet he has returned, and I do not sense that he has shifted more into the darkness... we should pay heed to what he speaks. Perhaps there was some truth behind what the visions bring. "

" And have to constantly worry about Cryo Sjame... a possible Sith amongst the Jedi? Will we always be mothering this man? We have much more responsibilities... I say we set him loose to the galaxy, strip him of being a Jedi. " The one-eyed short being spoke. His words harsh, real and adding heavy thought to the Council.

" To give up on him? I think not. He is struggling, we all know the fight between light and dark in each of us. That would be foolish. " Master Billaba shot back. Her words filled with some rancor.

" It is true he has not recorded being able to see into the future, yet powers develop. So lets hear him out as best we can, do you have any proof of these... Sith, Cryo? " Mace Windu continued. Allowing pause between the Masters so he could speak, continuing into their telepathic debate.

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Cryo:

He shook his head as they spoke to him and locked his eyes on the floor at their feet. Just has he expected, they didn't believe him. They thought he was going insane too. They wanted to send him away... Why did they hate him so much? Had he not already paid the price for what he had done in his childhood? His cybernetic fingers clenched and he held up his hand and looked at it for a moment in silence.

"Just as I expected, you do not believe me. I can tell you don't have to say you do or you don't. My mind is fine, perhaps its everyone else needs to open theirs a little more." His gaze flicked over to Piell and then the rest of the council.

"Perhaps Master Windu that Larr'hes wasn't as insane as you thought he was. Perhaps he was having visions of the future. None of us will truly know. I know one thing, whether or not you as the Council wish to believe it, what I saw was not insanity and it was not a lie. As far as the test I did as best as I could I tried to save him and bring him back, my abilities were heavily tested, more of my mental abilities then combat ones as well. If wish to give up on me so be it, I know the call of the dark side like few do I fought my way back to this point, please do not find me guilty of a crime that I have already atoned for 10 times over. While some of you speak of hell I have already been there... I will make my leave I have problems to attend to like finding my ship."

He tossed Larr'hes's lightsaber so it stopped at the feet of Mace Windu, turning he headed for the door. A thought crossed his mind and he stopped and turned his head looking looking over at Master Piell, "Oh and Master Piell if I was truly a Sith Assassin once more, rest assured that I would have killed you by now." Turning once more he waited for the doors to open so that he could leave.

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Shock and startlement hit the Council, it was not hate they felt for the young Sith trained warrior, it was fear. Fear of what the Sith ment, fear of what Cryo could become, fear of the dark side... some of them remained impassive, while several displayed some show of response like Master Piell who started to stand. Waved to sit again by Mace. Complying without a word.

" Leave he must, find himself and calm he will. " The senior Jedi looked distracted, lips pulled in as he thought hard. " Dark times are coming. " He said to himself more than anyone. " Beginning we see now. "

Mace Windu opened up his hand telekinetically lifting the lightsaber to him turning it around. Piell spoke forth, " Whatever madness Larr'hes brought to the temple and spread to Cryo we have to stop, Cryo cannot be allowed to stay with us. We should cast him out and watch him from a distance. "

Master Windu replied next his voice grave, serious. " He did return to us. The padawan seems confused to me, angry we did not listen to his words, which brings to mind that he may be telling the truth... does anyone have any suggestions? "

" Send him to Ryl, let him stay near the Knight. He seems to keep himself out of trouble when near the other Kiffar. Perhaps he can help us learn how to handle Cryo better, he is still learning all of you know his past. We all need to learn how to handle him is all. " Depo's words sought out the rational, obviously bouncing off of Piell's skull and not sinking in.

The yellow man shook his head. " I call for a vote, we vote whether or not Cryo is to stay a Jedi. If not we cast him out, back into the galaxy, wash our hands of him. Not allow him to call himself a Jedi and sully the Temples name. He's a wildcard, he is unstable and we cannot keep on handling him like he was any different than anyone else. The kid gloves must come off. "

Yoda looked around then nodded. " Mrmm, vote we will. Send for the others. "

Cryo:

Cryo didn't stick around to hear what else the Council had to say. Walking out of the Council Chambers it was evident to those around him that he was not in a good mood and they stayed even further away from him then normal. His thoughts were racing and he had no one here to talk to about what had just transpired. Trailing his fingers against the hall way wall as he walked he decided that it would be best if he waited till he got to his room before he showed any type of true outward emotion. It was only a few moments later before the door to his quarters slid shut behind him and he was free to let his emotions loose, but by that time he had calmed himself. It wasn't rage or hate that was manifesting in his emotions at that time, it was pain. He was hurt that the Council whom he had grown to admire and respect did not believe him and thought that he was just waiting for the right time to attack again. It felt like when he was in that room just then that he was still a Sith and that they were judging him accordingly. Shaking his head he yanked off the robes and tosses them on his bed. Slipping off his lightsabers he dropped them on his desk and sighed. It had been 5 years since he had been a Sith and they still treated him like the enemy, they would always treat him like the enemy.

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The Council room became a buzz of activity (as active as they get when in there). Debate, question and even to some small extent arguement. The end result of would be undetermined completely. The biggest supporters of the Jedi Padawan former Sith Acolyte were Masters Depa, Eeth, Yaddle and Sensae Tin. His opposition were Masters Adi, Ki-Adi-Mundi and of course Piell. Whos outright bias towards this concerned the Council. Questioning him further on his motives, Piell in return told them of strange dreams he had of the youth, and of a future where none of them would be alive. Piell was not one of those with visions either, very much like Sjame.

" Strange days these are that those who see now, seen not before. " Yoda commented, the rest nodding. To add some darkness to that very grouping of words Master Tin added in. " This talk of seeing reminds me of Larr'hes. "

Perhaps not the best of words at the moment, they only steeled some of their resolves on outcasting Cryo.

Opening up a link to Cryo Sjame's room the standing glowing blue Hologram projection figure of Jedi Master Depo would appear. He smile warm and attempting to be as compassionate as possible. " Young padawan. We have come to a temporary solution.... you may not like it but we see it as necessary for a few. The Council would like you to stay restricted to Coruscant inside the Jedi Temple until we determine your stability, we know of Larr'hes powers, influence and insanity. We fear he may have passed it on to you. Some of us within the Council are concerned that you may not be trained enough or long enough as a Jedi to have completely purged your psyche of the Sith ways... thus deeming you mentally unfit to be out and on your own until we decide a most suitable path for you to follow this is all for your best interests, the Jedi Order, and the Republics. The dark side grows stronger recently we all feel it. Right now we are continuing our final descions about your place among us. So please... rest, enjoy some off time and meditate on the Force. It is the best guide. May it always be with you. "

With that she closed out. The Jedi Masters all were quiet once more. " How do you think he will respond to this" , Ki-Adi-Mundi questioned.

Plo-Koon looked towards the Cerean, " Who is to know with Cryo Sjame. If we did know we would not be in the situation we are now. "

Cryo:

It was only a matter of time before they called him and told him of their decisions, he knew it was coming so there was no suprise when his the link in his room beeped and a hologram of Master Dep appeared. He didn't even bother to put a shirt back on he was waiting for them to say that he was out, pack up his things and leave the Jedi temple. But no, it was never a simple yes or no, they still had things to discuss, much things to discuss. They were contemplating the fact that was he insane now, was he going to be the downfall that was seen in the vision he described? Or was he truly on the right path and doing the best he could to become a Jedi Knight, and would he stop the oncoming Sith storm that he had seen? There were so many doubts about the young man and he could feel it all swirling around him. So as he looked at the projection figure his eyes lifeless and distant he nodded. "As you wish."

That was it, what else needed to be said. He had no intentions of trying to bust out at the moment, give them their time he told himself. Besides Ryl would be back soon and he would have someone to discuss the current things happening. Turning away from the projection he walked back to his desk and slid open the drawer. Reaching down inside he pulled out the dual lightsaber that he had constructed and wielded as a Sith Apprentice and a Sith Assassin. Was he truly better off now? Of course he was, doubt was something he did not need in his life at this moment. Dropping the lightsaber to the desk he opened another drawer and yanked out some tools. It was time to change the crystals that were in the lightsaber, he decided that in order to survive he would fuse the past and the present.