The Path to Strength (Sawa Ike)

[Prrak Troj]

Spice Mines of Kessel​

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The mines had been a place for profit, for slaves and in some cases for those to be punished until the end of their days. Some people called it a place to throw away the unwanted pieces of garbage in the galaxy that were unlucky enough to be caught. Sometimes they were right. The warden of the western encampment, a large Besalisk named Proang, held control of his portion of the mines for years. Any time a miner got out of hand he would have his men handle it. If they got further out of hand HE would deal with it. And never did anyone want to deal with Warden Proang. None save but one prisoner...

From the moment he had arrived Proang had trouble with the Nazzar mercenary Praak Troj. He knew he was the son of some dangerous mercenary with a reputation but here in the mines all worker and prisoners amounted to the same: not worth a pound of bantha fodder. That didn't seem to sit with the Nazzar however. Only two years in the mines and there were several assaults on guards and other miners, an equal amount of escape attempts, and even Proang wound up in a fist fight with the stubborn slime. He was proving more trouble than he was worth, what was worse was that he was a "Force sensitive", and while nowhere near skilled he sometimes tried to use those abilities to help in his own violent efforts.

While Proang hated to admit it he needed to get ride of Praak as soon as possible, and he knew just the people. Word was sent out to the nearby systems: Unwanted Force Sensitive for any willing to take him. Warning: Very violent and extremely dangerous. Hopefully whoever was to answer would be far better suited to handle the crazed animal better than Proang and his men.

When a response finally came Proang awaited the person in question's arrival at the landing pad of the mining camp. All four arms folded behind him and looking up to the skies in a much needed anticipation. The sooner Praak was no longer his problem the better.

[member="Sawa Ike"]

 

[Sawa Ike]

[member="Prrak Troj"]

Sawa had gotten an interesting thing, a message saying there was someone she might want to get... Well she was never one to turn things down and the sith master spent most of her time doing nothing more. Tending to a bar and entertainment things while allowing the credits earned to be used to restore her home. She sat there in the ship whileit drifted towards kessel and wore the black robes from the sisterhood. Her index finger there with its little blade that gleamed in the light and it served many purposes but none more important then handling problem cases. She knew the few things she might have to risk going here but no one really knew who she was or what she planned to do as she sent out the information to get in and was exiting her ship to head down and meet this man.

 

[Prrak Troj]

Upon her arrival Proang could tell she was one of the Siths. The dark robes, the sinister features, and the overall unsettling chill he had just from looking at her. The warden kept his composure however and stood bravely as she approached. While the Sith had a bad reputation in the Galaxy any who visited his camp in the mining fields was just another guest to him. And given that she was about to do him a great service by removing Prrak from his custody was all the more satisfying in the end. So when she had reached him Proan gave a brief but apparent bow to the Sith lady as a greeting; something he assumed was a custom for their kind.

"So you are this 'master [member="Sawa Ike"] ' then?" he asked, looking at her with a vague curiosity. Upon the formal greetings he turned, leading her into the larger prison complex, while saying "I should warn you, Prrak is a Nazzar. Usually they're a peaceful kind. Prrak however is...less so. I trust whatever powers you have can keep him in line."

 

[Sawa Ike]

[member="Prrak Troj"]She looked at the man

and stood there with her eyes unblinking, watching everything here though when she thought about it... Could her powers keep him in line? Yes normally, if it was going to be dangerous well she could always make him a pile of ashes or bury him in some hole in the earth, steal the air from his lungs or drown him. She knew plenty when it came to the darkside and wasn't going to be that fearful using it. "Yes, I will be able to handle him and if all fails and he can't be controlled well then I guess letting him loose on the jedi will serve a purpose as well." She shrugged and her investment in this wasn't going to be as dangerous compared to others. She could teach him or he could run and go cause problems for others. If she was smart she'd use that for an advantage to climb up and up with the chaos.

 

[Prrak Troj]

Given her response the warden merely gave a light shrug of "That is entirely your choice, my good woman. As long as he's not sent against my men. They can barley stand to face another outburst from him."

Proang lead [member="Sawa Ike"] into the prison complex and gave a somewhat tour of the building while leading her further down into the lower levels. They passed everything from the mess hall to the medical and sleeping quarters; the warden pointing out one of the guards being patched up loosing an eye thanks to Praak's latest attempt to escape. The Sith mistress had caught the eyes of many, mainly due to her attire and presence that garnered attention as she strode next to the warden. Some questioned if she was a "special friend" of the wardens but dared never to ask aloud.

Eventually the reached the lower levels for the extreme cases of solitary confinement. Most if not nearly all the cells were vacant, the warden explaining this level was for both punishment and torture of the rowdier prisoners they kept. Any that wound up down here as often as Praak practically were like animals. The only cell that had gaurds posted in front of it had its shields up while the dull lighting inside made it very unclear as to where Praak was.

Banging against the wall nearby the warden called "Wake up in there, Praak! You have a visitor."

He stood back next to Master Sawa as Praak eventually stepped into the light. The Nazzar was breathing heavily, denied water and sunlight for a good long while as per his punishment as the warden's hands. He was fitted with a straight-jacket like harness that kept his limbs trapped. Around his neck was a collar that was attached to a energy chain originating from the wall behind him. A few bruises and cuts were still healing on his face from the fight. He looked at the warden before his yellow eyes gazed at Sawa with no words, only more heavy breathing.

 

[Sawa Ike]

[member="Prrak Troj"]

She was looking at him when they finally arrived, listening to the warden as well as everything around them here. She was curious seeing the being there before her arms crossed over her chest. She was lithe enough there for a moment. "Well well, you are quite something to see, a beast of a creature and all that energy. Hmm now what should be done with you?" She was curious and motioned with her hand as quickly it came out. One index finger with a silver blade on it that looked like a talon on her finger instead of a normal blade. The blood diamond tipped blade something for causing pain and when in contact with the bloodstream well blood poisoning with it was not something you wanted. Every vein on fire and sending the signals from your nerves all over. Pumping into your heart and organs so you felt it all over. "Leave us." She didn't look at the warden just let the darkside roll off of her body and the heat of her gaze going towards the Nazzar before she spoke. "Do you want to go free and leave a nice wake of destruction in your path pet?"

 

[Prrak Troj]

The warden looked at [member="Sawa Ike"] with a slight concern. He was about to speak but given the nature of both her and Praak, who glanced at him when she told him to leave, he only nodded and walked away. He didn't go far, just far enough to keep an eye on the two while standing near the guards of the area. Darksiders were always a tricky bunch, never knowing what they would do if only to suite their own needs.

Alone with the female Prrak already sensed a dark yet strong presence from her. When she spoke he did not respond right away. He sniffed the air between him and her and gave a low grumble in his throat. His yellow eyes seemed to look her over, seeing for anything that would prove what he was seeing was just another female. Physically, yes. But the Force was with her as it was with him and he could feel it bending to her will like paper.

"Why do you care?" he asked with a tilt of his head.

 

[Sawa Ike]

[member="Prrak Troj"]

Care... Care... She almost laughed but only let a smile come to her face that let her eyes focus and look more sinister, with dainty fangs snapping into place before she spoke. "Oh I don't care. I'm a sith. I kill firstborns while their mamas watch. I turn cities into ash. I even, when I feel like it, rip the hearts from little girls, and from now till chaos come, the only thing you can count on in your life is never understanding why." She said it with her smile on her face before she was motioning for him. "In truth beyond what you can do for me, I will care very little and if you can't do anything then I can be patient. From now until the stars burn out, I can wait."

She finished up her little speech but moved quickly letting her own body show the strength and speed of an energy vampire before even augmenting it with the force. Striking to free him until she crossed her arms. "If you want to, you can come along with me. If you don't want to well, you have some freedom you can do a lot for yourself now." She waited there for a moment longer and then moved away quickly and turned her head to look for the heartbeat of the warden stopping just enough to smile towards him while he was watching with the force rolling off of her body and presenting everything she could do.

 

[Prrak Troj]

It seemed power went hand-in-hand with a blood-lust and unyielding apathy. But Prrak felt it pouring off of her like waves of darkness. It was a little intimidating to know one on her own could hold such power. And yet she was still small and weak in his eyes, at least psychically. Without the Force to strengthen her she would just be another human. But that sort of power in his hands, fueling him, would make him something truly terrifying. But of course he needed his freedom. And he needed a teacher. This woman offered both.

After contemplating he looked to [member="Sawa Ike"] and gave his answer. "I want out. But I want one other thing." He nodded at the warden. "That piece of fodder has something of mine. A hammer. A special hammer. I want it back."

 

[Sawa Ike]

[member="Prrak Troj"]

She was looking at him and shrugged before speaking with a small smile on hr face remaining there. "Well then what are you going to do to get it back. You are an apprentice, nothing is just going to be handed to you. This can be your first lesson, that whatever you want will need to be taken or earned. So go and take it." She motioned while working to get him free and leaving it all open as she kept her sabers on her hip and didn't need to use them yet. In truth she doubted hse would need them in a real fight as her natural strength and power was more then enough... the force and skills would only allow her to be slightly more dangerous compared to some of the others.

 

[Prrak Troj]

So this was to be his first test then? Prrak gave a low glare at her before looking back to the warden, still standing with his guards. It was clear what was needed to be done and since this woman, the strange [member="Sawa Ike"] , wanted him on her side he figured she would add what little assistance needed; or that he wanted. He looked back to her and, after spotting her sabers, nodded silently.

"Warden!" he called. "Let me out! I don't wish to keep the lady waiting!"

The warden begrudgingly returned to the cell along with his men. The key in hand he unlocked the cell and gestured for the guards to removes Prrak's bonds. When he was free he took a moment to stretch his arms and flex his muscles to feel the freedom of movement again. A little crack of the neck just to get the final knot out.

"Now get out of my sight, Nazzar trash." the warden pointed to the door.

Prrak gave one more little nod to Sawa. He let her go first to make it seem as though they were leaving but then, in a last minute surprise, he turned and grabbed one of the guards. He slammed him into the wall and struggled to get his weapon away before the warden and second guard reacted; something he trusted the Sith to handle.

 

[Sawa Ike]

[member="Prrak Troj"]

She was looking at it and watched while she was feeling the force here, going over with everything when she moved and grabbed the one guard. Silver eyes watching him and she spoke. "Shh shh shh don't spoil it." She stayed there holding him as he seemed to realize something was happening now. Her lips parted and the dainty fangs appeared when her jaw was opening wider and wider. Lips curling back to reveal that they were larger and curved for a moment until she bit his neck and he shuddered. Mental energies lapping at him to pull all emotion and thought with wha little force sensitivity he had until his skin became pale, body cold and he dropped to the floor. One hand going to her lips as she wiped at it gulping down the last bits of blood in her mouth. "Not very exciting."

 

[Prrak Troj]

During the struggle Prrak managed to get the guards weapon away, after breaking his neck against the wall. He fell to the ground dead before turning to see what [member="Sawa Ike"] had done to the other guard. He barley gave it a second glance before turning to the warden who was backed to a corner. His arms were up and clearly he knew he wouldn't be both Prrak and the Sith woman on his own. He was at their mercy.

Prrak's only response was to poke him in the chest with the weapon and demand. "Where's my hammer?"

The warden shook his head "You'll never get out of here now. You'll die. BOTH of you! You're a damn fool just like your father!"

Prrak dropped the weapon and grabbed the warden by the neck, slamming him against the wall and demanding "Where?"

Choking on his words to speak Proang managed to say "M-My...office! In *chock* the vault..."

Nodding Prrak replied "Thank you..." before snapping the warden's neck, letting the body drop to the ground.

 

[Sawa Ike]

[member="Prrak Troj"]

Sawa stopped as she finished and listened to the warden but had a small look on her face, where she might be going into a fight and tulted her head. "Oh maybe but so much fun can be had before then. I haven't lived for five thousand years human to be snuffed out by the likes of you or your ilk." She said it and the blade on her hip was activated. THe black metal giving way to a silver blade as the darkside runes were on it. Her dark sister just for namesake was something few other blades in the sith could match. SHe was looking at the forged and hardened beskar able to truly give her that edge but there was always soemthing more to it while she was moving and motioning with her hand. "Oh now this is going to be fun."

 

[Prrak Troj]

After the guards were dealt with Prrak, barley giving [member="Sawa Ike"] a second-glance, began to make for the warden's officer. Blaster in hand he began to shoot down one guard after the other that stood in his way. He grunted and gave little roars when more and more tried to stop him. His anger was only fueling his need for death in the wake of those that stood in his way. He was on a mission and he would see it done one way or another. He barley looked back to see if the Sith followed. Not that he cared right now. He only wanted what was his. After that maybe he would further hear out the lady's demands.

 

[Sawa Ike]

[member="Prrak Troj"]

She was standing there and looking at it, something better to try here and now as she had some plans for this. Soemthing that an apprentice like this would and could prove very useful for some of her own plans. There was a look though as she walked and remained quiet. Letting the force and her own reflexes in the bodysuit muffle the sound of her movements. THe humming of the lightsaber that was there before she looked on with silvery eyes and held up a hand to an approaching guard. The air around his head swirling before slowly she pulled at the air in his lungs, to retrieve it and turn it around on him until he started gagging and flopping around on the floor like a fish with the sith master standing over him. "How sad, you are fun anymore." She was growing bored mostly because these things were decent to mess with but none of them really felt like a good meal at best she could see snacks.

 

[Prrak Troj]

Enough guards had fallen. Enough men were left dead or dying in the wake of both [member="Sawa Ike"] and Prrak's growing vengeance. None had caused any greater trouble than the last. They fell like paper soldiers easily from either Prrak's fury or Sawa's demented powers. Eventually they had reached the warden's office and just when Prrak's blaster had reached the last round. Dropping it he used his powerful heels to kick the door in. The office overlooked the mining encampment with a clear view of the landing pad and all the other tents and buildings set up in the immediate area. Prrak barley had to guess before finding the Warden's safe behind the large picture of the previous warden. No need for codes or needing to figure the warden's birthday. He used his bare hands and tried to rip the door open on his own.

 

[Sawa Ike]

[member="Prrak Troj"]

She looked at him with a grin on her face while they had a small moment of clarity. THe door was a problem and the ones who were here well they could prove an issue maybe if they were really unlucky... however in the end she couldn't bring herself to just kill all of the things as she plunged dark sister and brought out her second saber. The black metal not covered in runes but floral designs etched within the hilt itself and the pale purple blade came to life so she could cut and carve through the metal of the door letting the metal slowly start to melt as it went from grey and dark to red and slowly to a cherry red and white from the heat slicing parts of it away.

 

[Prrak Troj]

Metal strained before finally the door's frame was bent. Prrak huffed as he regained his breath for a moment before giving one final pull. The door swung open and inside were a number of collected things the warden had valued over the years. A datachip, some piece of Twi'lek art, and finally the thing Prrak sought: his hammer. At first glance it seemed insignificant, just some gaudy golden weapon with a dull blade end. But looking closer one would see engravings on it as it was clearly something from the older generations of the Nazzar. Retrieving it seemed to give the beastly Prrak some relief as he finally turned back to [member="Sawa Ike"] .

With a nod he replied "Let's go."

 

[Sawa Ike]

[member="Prrak Troj"]

She looked at what was theere and there wasn't much but this wasn't really meant to serve her needs just yet. It enabled her needs to ve handled later on.... so she could be patient with this one as the saber blades deactivated with Sawa standing there prepared for anything that might be able to comeat them. She spoke allowing a small grin to appear... tight lipped at first and then she was showing blood covered fangs where it hadn't slid off with tiny strips of skin just yet. "Let us depart." She wasn't worried about covering this up, let it be known she killed someone... doubtful anyone would really care and she could fight most others who came at her.