Freshmen (Open to padawans)

[Elad Sharam]

Elad looks up through the long strands of his hair and begins to listen in to other padwans conversations the older padwans begin talking about how "when 13's collar is removed he turns in to an unstoppable beast" and "last time his collar was removed he destroyed an arena"

 

[Nadi Maarow]

"So...nothing happens? When its off?" he said as he looked at her collar closely. "No, nothing happens." Naadi said, putting her collar back on and then lick-cleaning her hands and arms to distract from the fact that 13 apparently just about flipped out .

 

[The White Wolf]

13 looked at her as she put the collar aside and told him nothing happened. The way she looked at him made him feel like a freak. He touched his collar and sighed. One of her friends spoke up. "So...why do you have a collar? I mean it looks way to hi tech to be for fashion." He asked almost as a joke. 13 looked at all of them and shrugged. Practically everyone knew anyways to he may as well explain it.

"My creators designed me to be the perfect weapon of war. So from birth they genetically altered my DNA to that of a dog. The collar was how they controlled my...condition. When my collar is removed my mind is gone and i cant control my actions. All i can do is destroy. Thats why they kept it on...thats why everyone os afraid of me. Because regardless of what i do, i will never be able to have my own free will. They took that from me." He explained calmly. Looking at the boys who had made fun of him. "Thats why they call me a freak..."

@[member="Naadi Maaro"]

 

[Nadi Maarow]

"Freak isnt a strong enough word, in my opinion.... Abomination, sounds more fitting..... perhaps also Heresy, Blasphemy, and (untranslatable) also fit." said a voice behind them. Naadi didnt even have to turn around to identify the slimey, no good, worm-like possessor of that voice. Vedj Karoone, the older padawan who was on the road to being a fine and low-down hoodlum punk, and whom Naadi had just nut-kicked.

Apparently not hard enough, as he was able to walk still..... "aww, aint that sweet, weirdo cat is in love with the freak" he mocked. "I think maybe you two should leave the jedi order and have kids together on some backwards planet where they're actually looking for rejects like you." Vedj leaned forward to not-so-quietly speak into Naadi's ear, a crooked grin slathered onto his face. "Its not like animals make good jedi, you know."

All of Naadi's freinds stood up at that "You do know that you just insulted a great many jedi throughout the ages, yes?" Nom Tok said verbosely.

 

[The White Wolf]

13 instantly heard a voice behind him and he felt the nerves in his body tingle with a new kind of rage. 13 was physically unbreakable and had spent his life with physical abuse and torment. Now he was facing something that hurt him more than a stab wound. His eye twitched at the words he spoke and when Naadis friends stood 13 stayed seated. Turning his neck the bones snapped loudly in his neck and he shuddered as he fantasized about the taste of blood. 13 wanted to hurt him...badly. It wasn't even a desire to kill...just to maim and damage whatever he could. Steadily 13 spoke now, coming out of his shy shell and showing his beast.

"Really? Ive been called a devil before. And I agree with them." He said, turning his head sideways and giving the boy a side glance. "Ive never felt life so ive never had fear. Before you can love you must learn to hate and you cannot breath before you choke!" 13 snarled. Each word growing more intense as his eyes grew bloodshot. "I am the thing that keeps you up at night. The evil that haunts every dark corner of your mind. In other words you are nothing to me. Have you ever killed someone? Have you ever eaten a human heart? Ripped out someones throat with your own teeth?" He asked. Standing from his seat and walking up to the boy, paralyzing him with fear as the whole entire cafeteria looked at 13 and all of his anger. "I will break you; and devour your soul for fun. I may be called evil but i am a nessassary evil. And you my friend." He leaned in and looked him in the eye. "Look like you taste great. I will take pleasure breaking your bones and smelling your blood."