The White Wolf
Dog of the Sith
Please don't enter this thread just to troll
Shadows stretched over the tall pines of the shadow valley as if to create a web of darkness. The trees echoed with the raw silence, other than the droplet of a single dewdrop from a red rose landing on a nearby pond. Near the pond, stood a young man with eyes of crimson blood. Staring at his reflection with a look of disgust and displeasure as if he were not pleased with something about himself. The man stood, growling and mumbling to his reflection. The lofty pines needles underneath his feet made the earth cool and spongy beneath his weight. The mans vision never left the pond as it glistened in the moonlight, turning it a variety of sharp colors. The turned his neck and cracked it softly. His eyes left the point and now were directed to the glittering stars overhead. "The plot thickens..." He whispered bitterly to himself, lowering his head he sighed heavily and thought long and hard about something. His breath caught in his chest when sudden footsteps approached his position with a quickened pace. Shadows stirred as he immediately swung around, his shadow going crazy and swirling around him. His eyes searched the landscape for the source of the sound which had startled him. There was a sudden stirring in the shadows and the boy felt his muscles tense underneath a thin frame. Stealthily a black figure moved from the darkness of the trees, golden orange eyes flashed like amber as the figure came into the spotlight of the light. Sparda quickly realized the person was one of the men who gave him his mission briefing, Formal Clothing and snowy white hair... He relaxed himself and gave the man a look. "Your late...i thought contractors where suppose to be punctual." Sparda teased, also wondering why he wasn't able to sense him before he arrived, he ignored the notion. Trying to settle the animal within him as he awaited his answer. The man gave a respectful bow and Sparda returned it halfheartedly.
"I came here to give some advice. We did a bit of digging, and it turns out we know who stole the scrolls. There are three of them, all are rouge jedi or sith. Lightsaber specialist based on witnesses who have seen them a few nights before...i came to tell you because i know this is one of your main weakness. Just a heads up." The man quickly explained. Sparda grinned in amusement as he thought of what a couple of simple opponents would be able to do...
"Yes...one of my weaknesses. Who told you that?" Sparda asked calmly. The man shook his head and continued.
"If you say so Sparda, but be sure to maintain your energy. I'm sure you'll figure it out. So what do you plan to do?" He asked with a concerned edge in his voice. Sparda took his time to answer. Weighing the possibilities in his head pondering on the simple question as if it were nothing more than a childish game. The man grimaced in annoyance.
"Play the game, the best way i know how." He replied at last sounding only mildly interested. He gave him another look, nodded, then turned away. and stalked off. As he did so he turned his head over her shoulder and smiled. Before heading off again with a nod. Smiling deviously Sparda chuckled lightly and looked to the side of him as he turned to face the entrance of his ship. "This is where the fun begins." He whispered, placing his hands into his pockets he went into his ship, and made his way to the starship that he was suppose to infiltrate.
It did not take long for him to do so either. Within a few hours, he had breached their main security and was making his way through a long open hallway, but soon. Sparda was ambushed. Quickly a man wearing a red shirt, green pants and having a Mohawk emerged from the puddle and quickly assaulted Sparda, chucking a pair of gernades in his direction.
"Surprise pretty boy!!" He shouted. Turqoiuse eyes narrowed as they grew closer, and just as he was about to move out of the way, Sparda caught glimpse of a second offender. This one a female wielding a lightsaber. Sparda's eyes went wide as he watched her swing the blade vertically at his head. Acting quickly, the Dark Jedi ducked down, allowing the grenades behind him to fly over his head...however, the woman swung and missed, but quickly followed up with a knee to Sparda's nose. The attack hit, causing Sparda's body to jump backwards. Landing on the ground and rolling a bit he recovered and got back into a stance, brining a hand up to cover his nose bleeding nose Sparda chuckled gently. "Ouch..." He said aloud. Now keeping an eye on both the woman and the man he now had to track down the third one...surely enough, he revealed himself. Holding two lightsabers and walking out from the shadows just up ahead. The man did not say a word, but instead simply snapped his fingers.
And with that, the fight was on. the man and women moving to the sides of Sparda and getting into a battle ready stance...this was going to be difficult. He could always try and run but then they would most likely catch up to him given his inability to keep up physical strain very long. And he could not risk using his force abilities so early without analyzing their movements beforehand. Meaning he needed to find a way to deal with these two using hand to hand, however he couldn't fight them all at once. Not without sustaining a lot of damage, he had to find a way to fight them one at a time. in the middle of his thought process, In a flash the man to the left of him had dashed, running full pelt at Sparda without mercy, his vibro blade in hand and the intent to kill in his eyes. This man was quicker on his feet then Sparda, that was obvious. Acting quickly and turning to the man and running at him as well without thinking much about it. When the man swung his blade at Sparda he dropped to both of his knees swiftly. Arching his back backwards and throwing his head back, the flat end of the blade flew past his face, He could almost see his reflection in the blade as he did a baseball like slide underneath the knife.
Just as quickly as Sparda had dropped he recovered himself back to his feet, throwing one foot out to stop him from sliding or going any farther. He stayed on one knee and twirled his body around attempting a leg sweep. It was not successful. The man hopped over the legsweep, preforming an impressive back flip and throwing his arm out while upside down, attempting to strike Sparda with a devastating right hook. Sparda grunted and lifted his arms next to his head to block. The attack landed, dazing Sparda causing his ears to ring and him to stumble to the side, tripping over himself. When suddenly a silver flash appeared right were his arm connected to the ground to catch himself. Sparda recoiled his arm when he realized it was the woman, carrying the lightsabers. The woman turned to Sparda and did a few fancy spins with the blade as she tried to jab and slice as him with impressive speed.
Sparda dodged and swerved the first dangle attacked but the horizontal attack was hard from him to dodge with him in a current position of his legs bent. He threw his body back and did a backflip to avoid getting his head chopped off, using his hands to support himself as he did a few more backflips to get away from the woman with the deadly blades. Once he was a safe distance Sparda stopped himself and stayed on two feet, his eyes fixed on all three of them. The one in the red shirt was slowly beginning to circle around him now, with the woman quickly getting into another striking pose.
This...needed to be planned, these ninja obviously had a formation Sparda had to figure out. He knew when he attacked one then the other other would come from the side or behind, if he tried to fight them both as once they would kill him. Only option was using his telekinetic power but he could not risk them figuring out his special abilities. He bit his lip as thoughts and different plans ravaged through his mind like a tornado. 'I'm running out of options...only one thing i can do at this point.' Sparda thought to himself, reaching to his spine and applying pressure to fix his cramping back.
The game intensified...
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