Hadraas: Unleashed

[Hadraas]

Moving with a graceful, walk and rapid spinning of his saber defected most of his fire, until the parties ran out of ammo, they began to reload, lined up side by side perfectly.
The one on the far left took all of Hadraas's force lightning assisted grip, burning his nerves alive as he was slammed- hard into the pirate beside him, by this time the last had reloaded but Hadraas was already in the air, bringing the saber down on him and flash hip firing wasn't going to stop him.
Once every pirate was dead he raised his saber to the front of his face, and slashed to the side, what a formal saberist would do after a good fight more so directed at [member="Ballen-Ist"] than anyone else.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Both of the boy's hands would lower to his waist, one clipping his lightsaber back onto his belt, while the other carefully tucked his shining blade back into it's sheathe. Throwing his long black cloak over his body, the youth would turn from [member="Hadraas"], his neck turning to the sky as a shuttle passed over. The screech of the ship's Imperial design would become apparent as it zoomed over head, beginning to land as it arrived at the flat land that Ballen-Ist had scouted out. Having used the pirate's ship, the teen was able to order his own personal shuttle to pick him up. He didn't like flying anyway. "Let's be gone." He spoke, starting to walk away from the man, his cloak billowing in the air as he did so. Striding across the sand, the boy's pace would halt as he reached his Lambda class shuttle, waiting patiently as the airtight lock disengaged, spraying a mist down from the ship's underbelly.

The loading ramp would open, lowering down on an arch to come in contact with the ground. The storm troopers within would begin to raise to their feet, preparing to head out and meet with their leader. Though, with a wave of his hand, the boy would signal for him to stay inside, such a display was unneeded. Walking up the metal, Ballen-Ist's boots would clank against the material as he headed towards the cockpit, charting a course for the nearest Sith Academy. Shortly after Hadraas entered, if he chose to do so, the ramp would close, allowing the shuttle to hover into the air and take off. "What's your name?" The boy would question, taking a seat near the benches the soldier's rested on.

 

[Hadraas]

Looked up at the tower before following @Ballen-Ist. Collecting his former masters lightsaber along the way.
He sat across from, the pure-blood, ready to leave. He could feel the gaze of curious stormtroopers, facing him or not.
"Hadraas"

 

[Ballen-Ist]

"Well Hadraas, I'm glad we did not rip each other's throats out." The young boy would speak, a smug smirk spreading across his face as he recalled the slaughtering of the pirates. The sands of Korriban were surely painted in thin blood, for most of the wounds had cauterized before releasing any liquid. Leaning back, Ballen-Ist would attempt to get comfortable, the soldiers amongst the duo feeling the exact opposite. "What's your story?" The youth would question, looking to the human with a curious eye. He was obviously referring to the cage he had been captured in.
[member="Hadraas"]

 

[Hadraas]

"I killed my Master who was their client so they put me, in a cage." He obviously didn't realize how ridiculous that sounded with the ease he cut through them earlier.
He waved his hand lightly to flick one of the trooper's helmet, it then looked fully in the other direction. "Where are we headed?" [member="Ballen-Ist"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

"Your master? Was he a Sith?" The boy questioned, becoming more interested in the man's story. If so, perhaps he had heard of him within the New Order, or One Sith even. "My master is dead too, though I never got the chance to do it myself." He spoke, sounding rather unsure of what he had stated. Surely, Ballen-Ist would not have even come close to being able to defeat Ferus, no matter how much training he received. However, that was simply his train of thought due to the previous Lord's skill and reputation. "He was the Dark Lord's Enforcer." Ballen-Ist would state, aiming to boast his own power. "I am interested in your powers, particularly your force lightning. I believe we could come to a compromise, and teach each other." The young pure blood would state, getting straight to the point it seemed. [member="Hadraas"]

 

[Hadraas]

"-She" He corrected him quickly as he spoke, he didn't seem to interested in what the pureblood had to say however and flinched at the mention of [member="Ballen-Ist"] 's master's occupation, Exhaling at the thought of bodyguards and Sith thugs having their own apprentices. He pondered on what he could possibly teach him, and couldn't help but notice his question was dodged.
"If you can teach me something I can teach you" he sat back in his seat "- where are we headed?" he repeated.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

The boy's eyes would roll in annoyance as [member="Hadraas"] corrected him, having not really cared for such a small detail. The simple gesture of correction seemed to give the boy a glimpse into Hadraas' emotions, perhaps he was still attached to his master even after her death. It was pitiful for a Sith, Ballen-Ist would pause in mid-thought as he realized he was in the same situation. If only he had stayed at his master's side, maybe he could've become something greater than he was currently. The boy was still rather powerful for his age, having learned a variety of powers from those he associated himself with. "I can teach you many things, though there is one I know you will be interested in." The boy spoke, a mischievous glint appearing in his beady yellow eyes.

"Force Rage is a technique which allows one to enhance their physical attributes, at the cost of immediate pain and insanity. The pain is temporary of course, but the insanity can be permanent if one is not strong willed." He spoke, taking pride in his knowledge. Opening his mouth once more, he would continue, aiming to boast more, "My master developed a technique which is far superior, in my opinion. It is called Controlled Rage." The youth would explain, his red chin tendrils remaining still to show the control he had over his emotions. Physically, at least. "Controlled Rage is fueled by one's hate and anger, just like it's father technique. However, the side effects come into play afterwards, giving the user full awareness while employing their enhanced abilities." He stated. "Interested?" The boy would question, a devilish grin spreading across his face. The negative feelings of anger and hate literally leaked off of Hadraas, it had no doubt been pent up for years. Surely he would not turn down this offer. Or would he?

 

[Hadraas]

"No." he said, very casually as if a Twi'lek waitress had asked him if he needed anything else, Surely this-this child would not attempt to teach him to be angry, he thought his shock was soon replaced by his reasoning that [member="Ballen-Ist"] must have been a Juyo or Vapaad study, the form of Vornskr ferocity. He was impressed actually a person would have to be quite frustrated for a skill like that to be constant.
He recalled the battle at his tower, thinking of [member="Ballen-Ist"] 's sword, perhaps such a technique could be used on his own saber, he had heard from his master that the sith assassins of old learned to channel different brands of lightning to increase the effectiveness of their weapons even jedi used a plasma branding technique, if Ballen could teach him or not he'd most likely look into it himself anyway. "How did you get the lightning into your saber?" he asked finally.
"-And where are we going?"

 

[Ballen-Ist]

"That is not something I am able to teach, neither would I if I had the means to." The boy stated boldly, looking [member="Hadraas"] dead in the eye as he spoke. "If you do not want to cooperate, that is fine by me. I will drop you off at the nearest planet." Ballen-Ist would state, rising to his feet in order to head towards the cockpit. The metallic door would slide open, allowing the boy entrance. "Land on the closest planet." He stated, before turning back to stand amongst the soldiers, and the Sith.

 

[Hadraas]

"What is we had a spar, to test our strengths" He figured it was the only way to learn-and a great way to stay in shape, is truth he didn't care where this boy dropped him off, his goal was to get off world and he did, -he also looked around with the confined space if [member="Ballen-Ist"] didn't know force lightning he was confident he could overwhelm the entire ship if he wanted to, but the metal was conductive he'd have to sacrifice the pilots as well maybe even the ship's entire system if he wasn't careful... which he wasn't.

He crossed his arms still leaning back in hes seat, "Take us, to this near planet... we will fight there."

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Pausing for a moment, Ballen-Ist would reach up to his chin, having his hand stroke the two tendrils that hung, quivering with excitement. "Yes, yes," The teen would begin, before slowly pivoting on his heel and walking into the cockpit once again. "Set a course for Coruscant." The youth would speak to the captain, watching as the man began to type several commands into the console. The engine of the Imperial shuttle would begin to roar even louder as it's hyper drive started to activate, jettisoning the group to the Sith planet of Coruscant. The bright stars out in space would begin to expand, coming lines as the space craft accelerated at an incredible rate, ensuring their arrival in an hour or so. Returning to the main chamber of the shuttle, Ballen-Ist would look over Hadraas, evaluating him physically, while also sensing out his force capabilities. The man was strong, but the young boy was not worried one bit.

"We'll arrive on Coruscant shortly. That is where we'll fight."

 

[Hadraas]

Hadraas would meditate and seethe the entire flight...
His hands locked together, hand over fist, his eyes glowed slightly in the shuttle as he was deep in his thoughts....

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Soon enough, the duo would arrive on Coruscant, the Imperial shuttle screeching over the city-planet's skies. The triangular wings of the craft would begin to fold upwards as it hovered, descending onto a landing platform with a gentle thud. A mechanical whir would become audible as the boarding ramp's hydraulics went into place, forcing the rectangular gang-plank downwards to connect with the ground. The storm troopers would remain still as the two exited the vehicle, continuing their walk along the outdoor hangar. Eventually they would come to an entrance, one of a large Sith Academy. "There is a training room inside we can fight in." The boy would state, lifting an arm to motion for [member="Hadraas"]' attention. The duo would enter the building, descending it's heights in order to reach their destinations.

The Academy's walls would be decorated with fancy, luxurious looking flags that held the One Sith's emblem. Looking from side to side, the Knight could not help but feel he was out of place. He really needed to gain a master within the One Sith fast if he were to become noticed. Surely, the New Order was done for and they would begin to join their rival. Waving a hand, the large metallic door in front of the boy's cloaked figure would open, giving them access to an empty, circular arena. "Your move." He spoke, eager to begin.

 

[Hadraas]

Would take his distance at the other end of the circular arena, spinning his blade rapidly in one hand before he turned, his left foot behind his right as the right extended forward, his orange light saber ignited and flat his body and saber would form a lowercase T in [member="Ballen-Ist"] 's direction.
His left hand was behind his body in a upward grasp, in the case he wanted to cast lightning, clearly waiting for Ballen's first move he knew he was a Juyo now and would have no choice but to keep attacking once he started, but first he wanted to get a better feel for the environment reaching out with the force to touch everything in the arena.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist would begin to concentrate as his opponent moved to the other side of the room, focusing on the very force energy that surrounded the duo. He would manipulate it, making it flow towards him and slowly craft a barrier. The young Sith Knight's force wall was powerful, and would need to take a beating to be broken. Looking forward at [member="Hadraas"], he would watch the man's stance, noticing the one handed grip. Surely the human would attempt to employ his lightning technique sooner or later, though Ballen-Ist was not worried. Reaching down to his waist, he would grasp around the handle of his blade, pulling it from the black sheathe. It's glowing, powerful presence was revealed as it was withdrawn, the strong force aura of lightning still ever-present. The blade would lift directly towards the man, pointing at his positon as the boy's free hand lifted.

Once more reaching out with the force, Ballen-Ist's hand would quickly draw back, having utilizing his telekinesis. His arm movements would give him aim, allowing him to send a wave of force energy behind the man forward, in an attempt to force him closer. The force pull would be rather formidable, for the Knight's telekinesis was advanded. Surely, he knew that Hadraas would put up a fight.

 

[Hadraas]

Felt himself forced forward, he let [member="Ballen-Ist"] take him, at first then as soon has he had moved closer would leap, an attempt to use the pull against him as a semi-surface to push off of, at the time he was too focused on his target to realize how high he was and he was fast, he had to be to use Ballen's pull correctly he was airborne, while so he had brought his saber behind his back over his right shoulder with both hands on the hilt, his left hand was slightly open as he simultaneously used the force to delay his blade's decent until the right moment, this would increase air pressure around it making it come down heavier on the target, it also provided a stop in the sense Ballen didn't get out of the way, block or counter it.-even so if he blocked it it would hurt his arms, less they were bent.

In the last moments of his decent he was sure [member="Ballen-Ist"] would be defensive, he didn't stop instead would have released bringing the full weight of the saber and the built force., down upon his sparing partner, the saber's dark orange color was blurred behind the wave of force energy.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

The training Ballen-Ist done with his previous master in telekinesis would serve him well in this battle, for the boy was a proficient user of the force barrier technique. Using the energy he had gathered up earlier in the fight, Ballen-Ist it would lift his blade upwards along with his free hand, taking a grip on the saber. The force wall that the young pure blood had created was formidable, taking the full brunt of [member="Hadraas"]' attack as it came crashing down. Ballen-Ist wasn't sure which style this was, though he figured it was Ataru. The crimson blade he wielded would collide with his opponent's orange weapon, causing a bright flash of light. Though briefly, for the practiced Soresu stance the Knight took would allow him to defend against the powerful blows with little stamina spent.

Angling his blade downwards, the teenager's agile frame would quickly step to the side once, allowing for Hadraas and his momentum to head towards the ground. It was true, the man's strike were strong, but Ballen-Ist was confident that he could keep up with his extensive practice of Soresu.

 

[Hadraas]

Started to fall into the ground, but instead turned sideways in his fall into a somersault, off and away from the ground near [member="Ballen-Ist"] hes final stance out of the acrobatic facing away from him, he twirled his saber again, to shake off the remaining force delay and taunt Ballen as he turned circling the pureblood in a calm pace.

The medium strike was only meant to test Ballen, and his new found defenses, Hadraas was a little down put as he didn't want to risk a heavier strike than that as it was all in "fun" and the last time he did a heavier weighted strike like that he walked away with a flattened half of a training droid.
Hadraas inhaled as hes fully aware of the area now, and could recycle such energies on offense rather than scouting, his eyes flashed these yellow glow as he did this.
He continued to pace around Ballen, he looked defenseless but that was the point, to fake an opening he had does this before and his poker face was flawless, but if prompted he could snap into seven of eight defensive postures less than a second, assisted with his shark-circling he would have the blind spot advantage every so often as Ballen would have to be guessing, or keeping track of where he was at all times, costing focus one wouldn't need with a sitting duck.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

As [member="Hadraas"] began his pacing, so would the young Sith Knight. The two would now be walking in a circle, making their way around the round shape of the arena. The boy's sharp, precise eyes would watch all of the man's movements, allowing his eyes to trail to his face every so often. Scoffing quietly, Ballen-Ist couldn't help but imagine what was going on within the man's mind. Surely he thought himself to be dominant in this fight. Looking up and down the human's stance, the youth was able to note many openings, however it was most likely a ploy. He had faced many opponents before, this one would not be anymore of a challenge, or so he thought. It was true, that Hadraas could apparently defend himself with a lightsaber given a mere moment, his defenselessness was simply a plot. However, what wasn't a plot was the real defenselessness that Hadraas possessed. At the beginning of the fight, Ballen-Ist had made sure to create a force wall around him, making sure that no opponent would be able to breach his defenses.

However, Hadraas had not, and continued to walk without a clue as to what would happen next. Deactivating his glowing red lightsaber, Ballen-Ist would simply carry his sword in one hand, never having been too found of the Jar'Kai style. He would definitely have to read up on it. Reaching out with the force, the boy would be easily able to surge forward with the energy he had focused on. The force that surrounded and binded the duo all around would begin to hone in on the human's position, aiming to create a tight, solid grip around his neck. Lifting his arm, Ballen-Ist would aim his clenched fist at Hadraas' as the force choke was employed, knowing that that was little he could do to free himself unless he possessed and employed the force barrier technique. A technique he did not have. Though, this would be an ideal situation to put lightning to use.