The Hex Blood

[Jericho]

Jericho closed the door behind him as he left the room. He had just finished his job of training to defend the Sanctum, his newly founded order, and those of his blood after having lost his daughter to a sith. It was all very...taxing, to say the least. But he had to do what he could to keep them safe by fighting and keeping distance. It was not something in truth he completely wanted to do now but the warrior just had to stay strong and bear it for the good of everyone else. He looked outside and saw it was dark and went to his chamber and looked at the records of all of his children. The numbers had been steady increasing by the day it had seemed but he always kept a close eye all on all of them. Laurie, Lily, Micah, Sia, and the eldest [member="Jonathan Hex"]. All of them seemed to be quite rebellious and a playful bunch, but the eldest hex of the bunch seemed a bit different having hearing word of his behavior in a training session with his aunt, [member="Matsu Ike"]. Jon seemed to be acting up without really realizing it. From how Mastu described it, the boy was seemingly growing bitter and upset from his distant father.

He read the other records from other teachers about he and a [member="Joza Perl"] were acting up in class as well. Joza Perl was an mild mannered apprentice and was caught talking out of turn? Jericho shook his head. Acting up, speaking out of turn, getting other students into trouble was Jon the reason the other children were all rebellious pranksters running around the temple in such a way. The warrior raised two fingers to gently rub his eyes, he had to remain calm despite Jon's younger sister Asha being kidnapped and disappearing but there needed to be disciplinary action of some sort. Jon. To the training room this instant. The warrior sent the message to the boy. The warrior then went to the training room and garden area once again and let out a sigh releasing a calm aura as he sat in the middle of the room resting his head on a fist while floating quietly.

 

[Zac Grayson]

Jathan sat on a cliff side overlooking the sanctum. He usually had a habit of distancing himself from others at night. Maybe it was because whether he was hear or at home, he was alone. At least here he wasn't constantly reminded of it. He also had thoughts plaguing his mind, There was the ship where he killed someone and almost was killed himself among other things. There was also his little fight with [member="Joza Perl"]. A smile came across his face as he remembered it. Sure, his actions weren't the best, but at least she noticed him.

He blushed as his mind lingered there a bit too long. Then he felt a vibration which jarred him back into reality. He pulled his commlink out of his pocket; his father. [member="Jericho"] seemed completely oblivious to how his life style was effecting his son. He assumed that showing parental behavior now after being gone so long would make Jonathan coming running to him? Jonathan gripped the commlink with all his might then through it off the cliff watching it fly down and smash into a tree. If his father wanted nothing to do with him he wanted nothing to do with his father. Luckily for Jonathan he had barely any Force ability in him so tracking him would not be such a simple task.

 

[Jericho]

After some time of waiting, the warrior knew his son was not going to come. To be insubordinate in such a manner was tis a minor annoyance, if young Jonathan was going to refuse to break words with his father, Jericho would not have anything to do with him. Jericho was a patient man when it came to many things, this was not one of them, Jonathan as he knew it was dragging the Hex name though the dirt with his actions. Jericho let out a sigh, in truth the warrior cared little about how Jonathan remarked on his name. If he was really going to make Jericho track him, he would. It didn't matter whether or not Jon emitted a weak signature, it mattered not he could hide himself. Jericho was trained to track nearly everything. In his youth he tracked everything from the smallest of animals to the most elusive of sith. Jonathan was neither of those things. Whether or not Jon liked it Jericho was able to track him down in a matter of ten minutes and confront the boy.

"[member="Jonathan Hex"]." The warrior commented.

 

[Zac Grayson]

Jonathan didn't move or flinch. He knew he could be found, so fast was a bit alarming, but it didn't really surprise him. All his life he had heard phrases for the great warrior his father was. He wondered where in the stories abandoning your children was. Jonathan kept his sight on the moon above wondering when it would be his turn to explore the stars. As his father said his name, Jonathan said in a very even tone lacking any of the fun loving, trouble making aura that [member="Jericho"] had been hearing about. Not because he was hiding it, but because of his anger. His only words were simple, "Jericho Hex." Simple yes, but the meaning behind them spoke volumes. To say a parent's name in any culture was a sign of disrespect. To not say father now was a sign that he did not believe the word to be true. Did Jonathan hate his father? He was unsure what he felt.

A father who let a kid as young as Jonathan just run around was saddening. To make matters worse, Jonathan reached into his pocket and over his shoulder he threw something towards Jericho. It was a simple badge ripped from a shirt, but Jericho would quickly pick up on the fact that the symbol was that of a pirate and the small blood stains were not Jonathans.

 

[Jericho]

Jericho would feel Jonathan's anger, see his anger from the slightest twitch, and it was all understandable but unnecessary. Jericho was barely in his children's lives and they had their mothers the care for them while he was off defending them from the chaos. But he never abandon any, his presence was always there as little as it was. The warrior towered over his son and stared the young man in his eyes, in doing so, he knew had fail his boy as a father, it took more than just connections and keeping food on the table. He needed to be emotionally there for his family, all of them. But what confused Jericho, was Jonathan, the young man was the only one acting up. All the children seemed to understand but him, with the thought Jericho let out another sigh.

As much as Jericho wish to show Jonathan something endearing, the warrior was drained from everything he had to deal with. From the tombs of the sith to the loss of Asha Hex. But he had to try, before Jericho could speak a word a patch was thrown at him, Jericho merely took a moment to look it over. The badge was a symbol of a pirate fleet most likely formerly belong to a member of said fleet. There was blood, it was crusty and old, varied from weeks or months. Jericho looked up to Jonathan and saw the boy mostly clean. The warrior sighed light and shook his head, assuming the best there was just an accident, assuming the worst his son killed a man and was currently showing him this out of spite for whatever reason. Not wanting to assuming anything more Jericho was forced to ask the obvious question.

"What is this, boy?"

[member="Jonathan Hex"]

 

[Zac Grayson]

Jonathan stood and moved away from his father's gaze. For a while he was silent. He'd think the reason Jonathan didn't understand or like his father was simple. Jonathan was the only boy and the eldest. He didn't have to be left behind, his father was perfectly capable of training him and taking him to help. The fact his father rather fight alone then be with his son spoke volumes.

Jonathan turned towards him, "I killed him. He was on a ship that belonged to the Silver. He leveled a gun on me and opened fire on me, I took him down and killed him. Then I spent the next hour or so being hunted down and almost killed by his friends." Jonathan lowered his shirt showing a wound only a few weeks old of a blaster rifle that was near his heart. It was not in a deadly spot, but very close to being so. "Protecting the Galaxy yet your children are being hunted like animals and you have the audacity to question how I live my life?"
[member="Jericho"]



[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

Jericho shook his head again, the warrior had asked the boy a single question on how he acquired the bloody badge. Jonathan was as blunt as his father, telling the every detail of his story. How the boy came to be in a situation where pirates were involved, Jericho did not know. But the young man struck a nerve in the warrior, having unprovoked accusing him for letting his children be hunted. "I am sure you had noble ideals when you took on the pirates, boy." The warrior started off. "But you are untrained and it is unnecessary for you to be risking your life in such a manner. What would have happen if you were killed?" The warrior clenched the badge with his cybernetic arm. "You are one of the lowest in class and unlike your siblings leaving the safety of the Sanctum for what, a ship?" The warrior remarked. "I never questioned how you live your life I gave you the freedom to mark your way and judge that you, under the tutelage of the finest Jedi, you, would be able to gage how to grow as a proper Jedi."

[member="Jonathan Hex"]

 

[Zac Grayson]

Jonathan laughed, it was humorous that still his father had missed the point. "At which point did I say I hunted them? They cornered me, they attacked me in the safety of the sanctum." He was pacing, wanting to be out of his father's presence. "You apparently don't look far into things, else you would know I am never in class. I spend most of my time on Mandalore." He began to fume, his body felt like it was on fire. He laughed again, but this time it was at myself. "I come here, I foolishly come here, thinking one day you would return and be a father. Foolish." He held his hand on the but of his pistol, it was comforting to him. Inside he had a battle going on, one he could not control. Was it the light and the dark? No, not every internal battle was dark side and light side. This was more of his emotions waring with each other, threatening to break him.


[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

"You stated you killed him after he opened fired on you AND THEN they hunted you, I never stated you "hunted" them. Meaning you made the prementive move on them and not notifying any of the Jedi." The warrior remarked shaking his head, it was obvious the boy wasn't truly listening his word nor the boys own. "Do you think, I being a council member, not notice when a ship is taken to an off territory planet? You're kidding right?" The warrior sighed and shook his head once more. Jericho was never absent, the boy knew what he did for a living and knew where he was. He had as much opportunity of going to mandlore as much as he could go to Jericho's office, but never once had he even attempt.

As Jericho thought to himself, it was not about what they had been though alone. It was what they could build together, in time.

"Here I am Jonathan. Here I am. Not a member of an order. I stand here before you as your father." The warrior let out a sensation to help calm the war within the boy, a feeling he knew all too well and he knew how to help calm it from time to time. Even Jericho struggled with the light and dark within his being. The warrior opened his arms wide. "Jonathan, I know I am not a good father to you or your siblings. But know I am here, whenever you truly are in need of me. I am here."

A pause was made.

"My son."

[member="Jonathan Hex"]

 

[Zac Grayson]

"I was lost in a hallway alone. Maybe if someone would have taught me to use the Force then maybe I could have alerted someone. I am NOT you, I have no intentions of being a hero because you are a 'hero.' I want no part of that." Jonathan could feel his father trying to calm him, but he resisted. He listened to his father talk about wanting to be there for him and was here now, Jonathan scoffed, "Don't lie, it doesn't suit you." With that Jonathan turned to leave down the way he came.



[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

Yet again, Jonathan hit a nerve by calling the warrior a liar. A loner, a warrior, a man who left his children for periods of time; yes. But a liar. Jericho never was, he pulled the young man and punched him the damn in grateful brat nose more than to in sure a broken nose. Jericho was not a man that tolerated insolence but to basically spit in his face after he lowered his pride for the family? No. If Jonathan thought that Jericho would put up with this after his other children turned out ok? Another thing was going to hit him, like the warriors fist. "I never said I was any sort of "Hero" boy. In comparison to other jedi, I was be considered one who walked among darkness." The warrior started off. "But you are too busy with you pity party, following your groin, and failing all your courses; where as one of your sisters has already mastered the art interia. And they are significantly young than you are."

He had given the boy a chance to continue to live as a sanctum member but as he not only abused it didn't learn a damn thing about the force where as his younger siblings, laurie, micah, asha, and lily have. "Next time you leave for mandlore stay there or if you actually stay and learn and fight as a man then do so. You have a choice as you always had. Boy."

[member="Jonathan Hex"]

 

[Zac Grayson]

The father of the year award goes to? The man with a heavy fist. To say Jonathan knew his father would hit him was an understatement. It wouldn't be the first time which added to Jonathan's fire. This time however, he came prepared. As Jonathan was pulled in a flash would go off the same time he was hit. Jonathan had upholstered his pistol and had brought it to [member="Jericho"] 's stomach, pressed against his skin and unload a shot into him. Jonathan fell to the ground, blood coming from his nose, but his anger only worse. He held his pistol leveling it at Jericho's head, "t-touching me a-again and I will put another in y-you." He wasn't stuttering out of fear, but a broken nose and blood did make it hard to talk no matter how angry you were. Jericho kept comparing Jonathan to his sisters, the ones he never met, yet fundamentally he was different. He was the only son and men took things differently.

(Remember you wanted Jonathan to have to deal with his father always leaving, this is what has spawned from it.)

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

The bullet went through Jericho's stomach, causing him to fall down to a knee and have the gun be pointed to his head. Blood streamed through the warriors mask, to say the least Jericho hadn't expected his son to do this. The warrior was disappointed all the bravado he had about going to mandlore and becoming a fighter was all a lie. The boy was a coward who hid behind a gun. To Jericho now the story about him defending himself from pirates was now also a lie, he felt the boys darkness and anger, now assuming he just wanted to kill those pirate. The warrior shook his head, thought he was his blood, he was not his son; too much of a coward. This pain was nothing to him, he had felt alot worst, with his cybernetic arm grabbed the barrel of the pistol and bent it over and placed another hand over his wound and began to heal. "The way of Lorrd is to speak though Kinetic words as is mandlore. If you actually learned anything from those warriors. You would of fought me hand to hand." The warrior stated his voice stern and low. "If you think I am a liar, you are a coward. A worthless pair we make."


[member="Jonathan Hex"]

(I do I am enjoying the drama)

 

[Zac Grayson]

Surprisingly the dark side did not find rest in Jonathan's heart. His hate, his anger, they were what some would call justified. Anger and hate, like love, had good and bad uses. It was not unnatural to be angry or hate an abuser. It was what that anger did that chose the path you took. Jonathan wiped the blood on his sleeve and popped his own nose back in place as he growled from the pain of the act. He threw his broken gun away, "I am karking sixteen years old and you think I am a coward for drawing a gun against a father who beats their child?! You are the coward, you can say all you want that you are protecting the Galaxy and watching is from afar, but in truth you fear us! You fear being a father, you fear messing up, you fear what is in you because you know you are closer to the dark than the light. Hate to break it to ya, but mandalorians have no code with dealing with fathers who beat their children. Call me what you wish, but I will not submit." He stood and drew his second gun and a knife. He was prepared to do what was needed to protect himself.


[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

"It is easy to place blame and that is all you do, boy." The warrior stated calmly and shook his head. "Say what you wish, boy. I hold true myself and balance." The warrior was saddened with the darkness that was gripping over the young man and let out a sigh when he pulled out a knife and gun. It seemed every word the came from Jericho's mouth went in one ear and right out the other for the boy. "Here I stand unarmed and you hold your weapons up against me?" Jericho then used the force to crush his second gun and knife with the greatest of ease. "Now what will you do without your toys then? Coward."

[member="Jonathan Hex"]

 

[Zac Grayson]

"The coward is the one who has power and beats the weak and hides behind a mask, Ghost." Power began to build in the young boy, power he did not understand. He knew it was the force, but what was happening he didn't understand. As his weapons were destroyed the Force rushed to protect him. It filled every cell in his body, bring a gentle, but powerful understanding. " I will do this." He threw his hand out like a Force Push expecting that as that was all he knew, but from his had came a blinding light of pure light side to cast away darkness. Jonathan only saw pure light that would be blinding, but he found it comforting. Like a gentle hug telling him things would be ok. In his mind he heard run. He used the Force Light as a distraction as that was all he knew it could be and he left the area running. The light, would attack his father's darkness of it hit and work to free him from the grip.


[member="Jericho"]