Halls of the Wicked [Maystag]

Try smiled. He had been caught off guard, and had let the stranger escape. On purpose, of course. He simply rose to his feet and struck his lightsaber through the elevator control panel. A loud bang from above came as a confirmation to his actions. Now the elevator was stuck, and as Try felt through the force, he smiled even wider. The elevator was stuck in between two floors.

He deactivated his lightsaber and proceeded to the stairs, sprinting upwards, still following the scent of darkness. And not long after, he reached the floor. And there, at the far side of the corridor, it was. The final door, sealed shut with many layers of steel, but still not a major obstacle for Try, and his lightsabers. He ignited them both, and proceeded to burn through the thick layers of metal, holding the Lightsabers with the force.

OoC: Yeah, it sucks....

The elevator had stopped moving. Jonah grabbed hold of the doors, forcing them open. A surge of anger washed over him as he stared at the plastic and steel wall infront of him.

Without any warning, his anger manifested as shadow magic, two wings of darkness erupting from his back. As if they had a mind of their own, Jonah began to soar upwards, floor after floor flying past him. Finally he arrived at a door where the power could be felt strongly. His wings dissipated, Jonah opening the door.

This room unlike the others, was bright. All the lights were on, every machine and computer whirring away. Jonah looked at a few of them, glancing at the words and numbers presented. They made no sense to him, and so he investigated further.

In the center of the large room, was a large tube, filled with a bizarre object. It appeared to be shaped like a sword, but changed into an axe, a bow, a gun, the changes continued.

" Wanderer, you have found me," whispered the voice, "Come, free me, take me. Set me free!"

Jonah reached out to the glass, shattering it. Before he could grab the weapon however, he heard the distinct buzz of a weapon he had heard before. A molten hole was appearing on the other side of the room, and Jonah could feel Blueskin's strength once more.

The guy was here already. Didn’t he stop the elevator? Maybe he wasn’t that weak after all, but a formidable foe. He thought for a second on teleportation, but dismissed it shortly thereafter. The hole was finished, and Try bent backwards to gather power, and unleashed it on the door, to send the cut out part flying into the room, and towards the stranger. He rushed into the room with both his lightsabers flaring, and saw the stranger not far away from the shattered glass tube with the artifact, almost grabbing it.

“DO NOT TOUCH IT!” Try yelled at the stranger, and pushed him away with the force into the wall, and ran towards the artifact. But before he could reach the artifact, its power was activated, draining Try of all his powers for a moment as it grew. “You fool…” Try only could mutter, before he fell limp to the floor.

The artifact, whose shape had been limited to a small object, now had access to great power through Try, and probably the stranger, and was siphoning power to grow stronger, and bigger.

Try opened his eyes, as the artifact dropped its influence. It had grown enough. He felt himself being picked up, by something cold, and as he lifted his head, he was staring into two eyes, surrounded by pure blackness.

“Thank you for releasing me,” a voice whispered loud in his head. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Yeah, and here I AM!” Try screamed and ignited his lightsaber. The black parts that had been holding him fell to the ground and dissolved into black smoke. Try now got a view of what was standing in front of him. It looked like an amoeba, only much bigger, and completely black, with two yellow eyes floating around. A mouth formed in the lower parts of the body, big, grinning and with big pointy teeth.

Try caught his second lightsaber through the force and got into the Jar’Kai battle pose.

“Your time, has come,” he said with a snarl and charged at the monster. The monster blinked, and waited until Try came closer, and sent out white bolts of lightning, which Try only barely managed to dodge. He jumped up, aiming for the eyes, and slashed with carefully guided slashes at the eye region. But just before his lightsabers struck, his hand was slammed by a portion of black matter, causing him to lose the lightsaber and fall backwards towards the floor. The monster followed up quickly by sending him flying into the wall with yet another part of its ever changing body.

The force of the push cracked the wall behind Jonah, who grimaced as energy began to drain from him. His eyes half open, he saw as the form grew, till it was a fleshy orb of darkness, its ravenous mouth and eyes fixed upon Blueskin. Jonah watched quietly as Blueskin fought the thing, analyzing each move made by the combatants.

Suddenly an idea struck him. The thing had absorbed energies, what if Jonah could force it to absorb more, memories, thoughts, dreams, anything. Watching as the thing advanced closer to Blueskin, Jonah dived at it, both hands stabbing his sword into it. Instantly Jonah’s mind was filled with hunger, the wish to devour everything. A sharp blast of energy throw him backwards, his blade still lodged inside the thing.

Without warning it began to grow further, its limbs cracking the floors, walls and ceiling. Now it wasn’t a formless being. It was large and humanoid, its face twisted with horns, veins and tusks, eyes burning black, skin lacerated by its own energies. Its four arms smashed everything in its path, including Blueskin. Rushing towards him, as the building began to collapse, Jonah slung him over his shoulder, grabbing his sabers, before leaping out into the air outside.

As he hit the ground Blueskin recovered jumping away. Various groups of guards had assembled around them, guns pointed at them. Jonah and Blueskin looked at each other, before turning to the creature that had just emerged form the ruins of the buildings. Blueskin readied his sabers, while Jonah spread his newly formed shadow wing, holding a long silver knife. The soldiers and guards followed suit, all their weapons aimed at the thing.
“Time to get my sword back,” said Jonah flying into the air.

Try woke with a big headache, outside, when the last thing he remembered was the black shape blocking him. He looked around him as he stood up, and saw that most soldiers were aiming at him. With a smile, he looked at them, while reaching for his lightsabers, to attack, but as he tried to grab it, they were gone. His smile disappeared, as he searched for them in the force. One of them were still inside the building, while the other was… absorbed by the monster?

Try spun around and saw the stranger he had been fighting previously, dodging and slashing at a black shape, almost humanoid. It reminded him of a rancor, only bigger and more tentacle-ish. Suddenly, the monster roared, and Try was knocked backwards by a shockwave created by the animal. Stabilizing himself with the force, while in the air, he saw the stranger being flung backwards himself, and landed on the other side of the army. As soon as the shockwave disappeared, the army started firing, both with regular guns, and with rocket launchers. Some even had something which looked like a prototype blaster, shooting short bursts of high frequency laser. Ancient technology, try thought and dived into the collapsed building in search of his lightsaber.

The lightsaber was not hard to locate, as the creature had made a big hole through all the floors when it escaped. Try lifted a few blocks with the force, and in mere seconds after descending, he was in possession of his secondary lightsaber. A bit disappointed, as it was not as powerful, or long as the red one, he started his ascent by jumping from floor to floor upwards through the building.

When he arrived at the ground again, the army had been reduced to a few soldiers taking cover behind some destroyed trucks and trees. Most had died, either from blunt damage, and some were sliced clean in two by the ever shifting form of the tentacles.

“I’m starting to like it,” he said to himself. “If it had not been so stray, it could have been my pet.”

He looked up at the creature and saw it fighting the stranger once again. Somehow, the stranger had managed to get to the back, and had lodged a sword in his back, which he now were trying to take back.

“Let’s go!” he said to himself and pushed off from the ground, “That monster is done for!”