Public Battle of the Sixth Gate

[Brolisuna Vadovas]

Brolisuna walked with a heavy step, his black robes draping on the onyx floor. On his belt hung a Crossgaurd Lightsaber. His patrol of the Sixth Gate was routine, till he paused. His Brotherhood Mask titled, the long slit visor seeing a hole, purple light pouring through the gate. The Leader of the Brotherhood made his way towards it, the Iron Gate rose to a tower and the doors solid scarlet, save the hole. Brolisuna passed his hand over the hole, his black glover hand heating.

"Solu [Taint].. alarm!"

He ran to ring a large bell of silver that hung in obsidian tower with red flame around it. As he grabbed at the long black rope, and rang it loud. The Gate cracked and burst open, a great beast of shadow emerged, it had tusks and mouth capable of swallowing whole many sentients. Two towers at the Gate began to unleash flames at the creature, which snarled and began to assail the black tower, breaking it.

Many Brothers in black robes arrived with ignited Cruciform sabers and bowe, they fired Kyber beams at the Demon.

Brolisuna ignited his Red Crossgaurd Saber and charged shouting,

"Boga Bac'kaj! [Begone]"

He said this as a chant.

 

[TJ The Star Warrior]

TJ, The Star Warrior, happened to be near by, and though he had a feeling he might regret it later, drew his gold lightsaber and helped The Brotherhood

 

[The Ghost of the Sith]

Meditating amongst shattered boulders, Ghost's visions were once again clouded by a figure of pure light drawing a blade of golden hue. Parrying, the figure swung it downward towards his destruction...

The image faded into wispy clouds as shouting floods his ears.

Sensing a concentration of power, the Ghost rises from the ground and approaches the scene. Letting his cloak fall off his shoulders, he exhales and the ground below him cracks. Igniting his ligthsaber pike, Ghost circles the beast. The Brotherhood's lightsabers reflect off his armor, enveloping him in red.

 

[The Ghost of the Sith]

In a moment, Ghost snaps his head back as if sensing a new, unfamiliar presence—one more pure.

Standing upright, Ghost extends his left arm outward, turning off his lightsaber pike. Lowering his arm slowly, he faces the Brotherhood.

"I shall not remove from you this day a challenge to test thine skills, a challenge to prove to the Dark Side that you are worthy to wield its power."

He begins to walk away. The demon snarls, making a swipe at Ghost. Centimeters from his head, the clawed paw of the creature stops, twisting and contorting into unholy shapes.

The Ghost of the Sith sighs.

"I return you back to your predators"

Drawing power from the Dark Side, Ghost casually throws the demon backwards. Focusing his abilities, he Force Teleports off-world.