Convection (Self-Training II)

[The Red of Sinner]

It was a late afternoon on Tatooine, as the twin suns went down for the night, and the time for rest began. Romeo was not in the mood to rest, instead he was in the mood to train in a new Force ability he had learned called Convection, it worked a lot like Pyrokinesis, but involved hand-to-hand combat, and no fire. It was the act of rising one's temperature, and causing the contact hit to burst into fire. Romeo was bound determined to learn this, and become a master of everything fire. He was walking into the dunes, with a dummy that had clothes on it. He would take the dummy, and practice the ability till he had it down to a art. He was pretty good in the controlling of fire, but this would be even better, because the person wouldn't know what would hit them till they were rolling on the floor, bursting into fire. He finally was in the dunes, and planted the dummy into the ground. He took a few steps back, and sat crossed legged to meditate.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

He thought long and hard about the concept of Convection, his mind was clear of everything else, and only fire and heat existed in his mind. Pyrokenesis came from his core..required a bit z friction to be made, not a lot of friction, just a mere rubbing of the hands, or a snap of the fingers. So how does one rise their body heat? Was it through anger? Maybe love? Could it have been pain? The dark side called for these things, and he knew fear was not it, for he feared no one, and didn't want to be feared. He could only think of anger, and love.

Anger, it rose the temperature with adrenaline, with rash decision that ended up making a situation worse. But he decoded he would try it. Isis had once taught him, anger is yours to command, it is your way to power, but he had learned of a different way through Patricia. With this he focused on anger anyways, believing it couldn't hurt to try.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

His heart pounded as he began to feel the anger rise. He was thinking about his daughter, and all the dangers she would face in the galaxy. He knew she has to get out, knew she needed the adventure, but as a father he worried for her safety. He could feel the anger rise deep from within himself, and seized to do his bidding, to follow his command.

Through this he became hot inside, as if a fire burned inside how core like a furnace slowly heating up. So he learned that anger made the heat begin to rise, but now he had to learn how he could make rise to his will, and he figured it was like fanning a flame, and that's what he focused on the fire, fanning to it hotter, and hotter.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

His body became intensity hotter and his hands felt as if they would sweat off. He stood up and continued to fan the flame inside. The night air was cool but it warmed up around him fast like. He can began to practice his martial arts. It ass his own fighting style that involved swift, and fluent movement. He came across with his hand in a closed fist across his waist and then came up with his other in a open palm.

He brought his knee up then spun with a round house kick. His closer fist came across again but this time at a straight punch, while he spun again with a backhand closed fist. Through this all his heat increased and the air was beginning to become intensely hot as well. With another swift and agile strike with with his fist, fire giraffe from the strike, and went flying towards the dummy. It was hit, and leaned back. The fire extinguished.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

He was getting it now, and thanks to his powers in fire it was coming to him naturally, but he knew he still had long ways go go before he was a master of fire. He came at the dummy with and quick palm strike, fueling it with heat, very intense heat. Instantly the clothes on the dummy caught on fire, but he grabbed the fire back with Pyrokenesis and absorbed it inside him.

He came at the dummy one more time with a closed fist strike across the head, and the head was on fire once his fist touched it. So he could only catch it on fire with physical contact? Good enough.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

He took a fee step backs, and sat back down, then pulled out a metal rebar. He grasped it in both hands, and concentrated on his heat. He wanted to bend the bar as he heated it up, wanted to distort it. He faned the flames inside his core, and felt the heat intensify. The metal glowed a hue of red and began to burn his hands. Quickly he dropped it, and found that with the heat emitting from his hands he could absorb it, and the pain was gone.

So heat could not hurt him? Was the power of Convection more than offensive? It was! Through Pyrokenesis, and Convection he could absorb both fire, and heat, but take no damage from it. The force was truly amazing!

 

[The Red of Sinner]

He continued on, and grabbed the bar again, absorbing the heat so it wouldn't burn his hands, and at the same time he heated the bar up. Slowly he bent the bar as the mental gave to the heat. This was what he wanted to do, to learn this power to its fullest extent. He finally had the bar in a u shape, and dropped it. The continues shaping, and heat work was tiresome, it was taking time to learn of such powers, and he had to take a break. He crossed his legs again, and was back to meditating on the force, and the power that was Convection. He did slow breaths, and exhaled even slower.
He opened his eyes again a hour later, and focused his attention the dummy, he stood back up, walked over to it. He placed his hand on it, on its chest, right side. He heated his hands, he wanted to melt right through the chest. The chest caught caught on fire, but using his pyro powers, they only coiled around his arm, not hurting him. He commanded this power to be his, and to do his bidding, as he did to the force. He willed it to heat up even more, and it did. He concentrated on the heat, felt his eyes bur some from it, but continued on. Slowly his hand began to go through the wooden dummy, slowly.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

Finally his hand was all the way through, the heat was so hot water could boil , and that's exactly what his next move was. He removed hand, and pulled out a water bottle, and held it tightly. His hands began to heat it up. Slowly the water rumbled, and bubbled and it was now boiling. "Yes!" He dropped it and sat crossed legged. What should He do now?

 

[The Red of Sinner]

Romeo stood back up, and walked into the city, the walk taking a hour, or so. Night was fully cloaking the sand as two figures jumped out, and grabbed him by the arms. "Gives us what we want, maybe you wont get hurt." One with a raspy voice spoke. "Money, all you got on you now." the other spoke with with more a squeak to his voice. Romeo said nothing for the idiots had no clue who, and what they had attempted to mug. He thought attempted because one, he didn't have any money, and two, he was about to kill them probably. "Hey, didn't you hear us?" the raspy voice spoke. They tugged on his arms, as if fighting over him. "Give us the money now, or we kill you." He said again. Romeo drew in the force, and began to rise his body heat. He quickly grabbed their arms back, and with that, his hands began to blister their skin, and catch their clothes on fire. They screamed, and let go, but he didn't. "I don't take kindly to muggers." Was all he said. His hand became hotter, and he felt their skin melting slowly through the blisters. The fire spread up their arms, to their shoulders. He was now using TK to keep them in place, and commanding the fire to spread faster, and willed it to a blue hue. They screamed louder in agony, and he finally let go. He withdrew the fire from their bodies, and saw that he had melt their skin almost to the bone. He continued to walk back to the city, leaving the thugs to their demise.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

He knew he shouldn't be so harsh, but sometimes you had to let out steam, and better on the bad guys then on people who were trying to do some good in the world. "They deserved it...right?" He said to himself. What was wrong, and what was right, truly? Sometimes it was wrong to harm a enemy, sometimes it was right to kill a innocents, the whole one for a thousand moral stance. Romeo had a hard time believing that was right, maybe very certain reason it was right, but eight out of ten was it always right? He felt his hands heat up, and his body sweat. He had to calm down, and quit asking questions like this. It was done with, he had severely left the men hurt, and nothing could be done for them on his side. He only hope they were never harm another again. Finally in the city, some people walked about, a duros here, a devaronian there. Tatooine held all kinds of aliens. It could be a Coruscant with no skyscrapers maybe.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

He got to his apartment a few minutes later, and got a shower ready. He stepped in, and made it a cold shower to test out the powers. He shivered, he hated the cold almost as much as he hated the bad guys. He warmed his body up, concentrating on the force connection. Slowly the water began to sizzle as it hit him, and steam began to crawl about in the air. He stopped after doing so, and quickly washed, and get out. He was still cold, even after drying off. He used his power again, and the shivering stopped. This told him many things. He could purify water, survive in the harsh cold, protect himself against heat, and even use it offensively. The power was more than just a attack, it was survival. Heat was essential to any warm blooded being, and cold.blooded alike. It was the essence of life even.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

He fell asleep, and dreamed of fire, and darkness. He felt warm, and overheated when he awoke, but he felt like he understood how such a power worked. He went out for a little walk into the dunes, and calmed his mind, so that he may begin a new day of training. He finally found a found a cliff to give him some cooling. He sat crossed legged, and cleared his mind more, feeling the heat circulate through his body. He could feel the fire being fanned as he concentrated hard on it, feeling it rise inside, but never did it come out than anymore than a intense heat.

Thats when he felt the darkness enclose around him, felt the cold embrace of evil grip his body, and mind. He opened his eyes, though he wasnt wearing his mask, he had nothing but his pants, and boots. He saw the dark figure of a cult member of the Ember of Vahl. "You're coming back with me Romeo, whether you're dead, or living." He rose to his feet, and dusted off his pants. "No, no I dont think I am going with you."

 

[The Red of Sinner]

The cult member was a tall, and slender Vahla, white hair, and lavender eyes. He wore the dark robe of the One Sith, and held a lightsaber in his hand. He ignited it, the red blade extending from the hilt, and lunged at Romeo. The strike was meant to slice at his abdomen, but Romeo was to quick, and bent backwards, the blade completely missing him. The Vahla roared in anger, and came at him again, this with a double strike. A swing to the right, then a swing to the left. Each time Romeo took a step back to dodge the blade. Finally the Vahla stopped attacking him with the sword, and launched a volly of fire balls at him.

Romeo ducked the first two, then flipped over the next one coming. The fourth he grabbed with his own powers, and put it out. "I'm giving you the chance to go back, and tell your master you failed, other wise, you wont be able to leave when I'm done with you." The Vahla seemed to consider this for a moment, the spoke up. "I can not do that, I must bring you back, you must answer for your heresy!" He raised his voice, blasting Romeo with a flames.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

Romeo raised his hands up, and just blocked the fire, truly this person didn't know who he was really dealing with. "Suit yourself." He said to himself, and swung his arms out, stopping the fire from hitting him. He began to walk towards the Vahla, splitting the fire as he did this. All the while he was building up his heat, he could feel the warmth of his hands rise, and rise. They even seemed to glow red. "I must bring you back!" He yelled at Romeo.

He ignored it, and finally reached the man, he quickly reached out for his arm, the man stopping his fire in surprised by the new offensive action Romeo was taking. He grabbed his hand, and the Vahla screamed out pain as his clothes ignited into a fiery of flames, and his flesh melted from his bones. "Let go of me!" He yelled out. "No, this is what you get, this is your death. May the darkness take you swiftly."

 

[The Red of Sinner]

Letting go of the man, he ran off screaming, and he rubbed his hands together, and pulsed his hand towards the him, casting a fire oval at him. It it him square in the back, and he fell to the ground. The screaming stopped, and the body stopped thrashing about. He sighed, and walked away from the scene. "And that's the end of that." he said as he walked.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

It wasnt long before another man came after him, and called out the name of Vahl, the goddess of destruction, and fire. He wore armor that gleamed orange, and yellow. It was kind of odd, and he wondered why the Vahla were just now coming after him. "He failed? The miserable wretch never had a chance, I told him, stay put, never listens." He charged Romeo, but was much faster than the other before, must have been a apprentice, or something. The Vahla didnt even have a lightsaber out, instead he was lashing out with a palm strike. Romeo ducked under the palm strike, and felt the heat coming from the hand. He was using Convection as well.

He came again, so fast, with a knee to his face. It struck sending Romeo backwards on his back. The man came again, with a fist to his face, but he rolled out of the way, sending a sweeping kick at him. The armored Vahla jumped over it, and cast fire at Romeo. He just grabbed the fire back, being fast enough to react to the attack, and sen it back at him, this time faster. The man ducked under it, and attempted to grab Romeo's leg, but he flipped backwards, kicking the man in the chin.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

The man finally pulled out his lightsaber, and lashed out at his head. He bent backwards again, and lifted his leg up to kick it out of his hand, but the man lept backwards,. Romeo came back up, and removed his own saber. The red blade ignited, and he lunged at the man with a side swipe, one handed. The man caught his blade with his own, and saber locked. He allowed the man to push more into him before he turned off his own saber, twirled around the man as he lost his balance, and stumbled forward. Romeo blasted his back with fire, but the armor just protected him from the hit.

The man turned around, and threw his lightsaber at Romeo, he flipped sideways, and landed on his legs and hands. He looked up, and saw the man charging at him again, with a down strike. Romeo rolled out the way, and came back up, jabbing at the man's ribs, but he slid his saber next to his own, and rolled it out of the way. He force pushed Romeo, making him lose his sword, and charged again. Romeo quickly recovered from the push, and TKed the sword out of the enemy's hand, making them both weaponless. That's when the man was on him, reaching for his face to use Convection on it. Romeo locked hands with him, and could feel the burning sensation, his hands were already beginning to blister. He gritted his teeth as the man pushed his weight into him, making hims slowly go backwards. His hands felt as if there were ready to catch on fire.

He made a quick decision, fight fire with fire. Romeo poured his own heat into his hands, and the sound of flesh sizzling, and leather burnt smells filled his senses. He pressed harder as he was determined to be hotter than this fool. He concentrated on the fire of his core, fanned it to the best of his ability from the pain, he fed on the pain, and the angry filling him, allowing it give him strength. "I'm not dying...today!" He roared as he put all his might into his heat, all his emotion to feed the fire. The mans gloves caught on fire, and Romeo fed the flame with Pyrokenesis, turing the flame blue. The man's armor began to glow as it heated up, sweat trickled down the mans face like a fountain. He continued to press on harder, turning up the heat, the man's skin was melting with the leather, and Romeo was absorbing the heat to make his fire hotter. He turned his flame green, the man screeched in pain, as his armor began to melt into his skin under it.

Romeo kicked him off, and blasted him down with flames from his hand, flames the color of green. He wanted this man to be smelted into his own armor. The man screamed more, the stopped, and fell over dead. Romeo continued to burn the man with his own fire, till nothing was able to made sense of what was man, and what was armor. He sighed, and fell to his butt. His hands hurt, and his body tired. He wiped the sweat from his own brow. "I'm done for the day...no more.." He breathed heavily out. With that Romeo fell backwards for a quick nap.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

(Finished)