Wallflower Blush: Path Of Destruction (Vol 2)


                                            >A short time later Wallflower studies the ancient lore of the sith under Master Sable Spirit

                                            >Starlight Glimmer has taken her place amongst the Dark Brotherhoods elite

                                            >As of now.. Wallflower trains her special ability in illusion and sith sorcery, to make herself.. nearly invisible to the notice of others

                                            >The Jedi prepare for a risky strike against the Sith.. Dwindling resources after the Miner Rebellion on Apatros has caused fear to grow among those of the Light

                                            >Wallflower Blush stands on the roofstop of the Sith Temple, Lord Sombra, The Blademaster of the Temple apposed her

                                            >After a group training session you requested to learn more from the Blademaster, your potential has and quick learning in the ways of the dark has gained the attention of the Blademaster

                                            >"Young Flower, It's not about knowing all the forms you may encounter but instead you must perfect your own unique form after mastering the one most suited to you"

                                            >You and him exchange passing strikes with the metal training sabers, you use a special one based off of your short handled double bladed lightsaber, the mid-day desert sun sizzles your green skin, a heat you're still not used to

                                            >"Your blade is of unique size and make, this can be empowering aswell as a weakness"

                                            >The metal clangs together, if either of you is hit it will hurt, the pelko bug barbs coating the blade will ensure temporary paralization of the limb if struck

                                            >A perfect mimmicry of loosing a limb, with none of the risk.. besides pain, they burn

                                            >you duck an incoming strike, an odd almost supernatural arching of the back

                                            >"Good! your use of the unorthodox so naturally fits into you style.. but your strikes lack POWER!"

                                            >With a heavy hand his sword nearly cracks yours, the sheer force nearly breaks your wrist

                                            >"You must re-direct and re-orientate your opponent instead of outright blocking"

                                            >You fail to grasp this lesson and are prompted whacked on the left forearm

                                            "GHAAHH!"

                                            >"You will learn, In time.. you're new but that does not mean we will slow down for you"

                                            "Lord Sombra.. I don't grasp how mastering myself is more important then knowing the enemy?.. should I not be prepared for all they can offer?"

                                            >"Hm.." he paces back and forth on the rooftop as you cradle your numbed arm

                                            >"In an attempt to distance yourself from the jedi.. you and Starlight changed the way you approach all the force has to offer"

                                            >"But.. this change is not the mindset of the Sith or the Jedi. The jedi must think nothing of their enemy and soley focus on the Force Itself and listen to it's.. 'Will' as they describe.. but this 'Will' is like a flowing river, it washes over the wielder and if you step out of line you are tosses aside and parish"

                                            >He crosses his arms behind his back under his flowing red cape

                                            >"The Dark Side is a rejection of this 'Will' who or whatever the Force is, a 'Will' or merely an abstraction of all that makes up the force doesn't matter. You must focus on yourself, You are lost in this river of the force.. It washes over you and thrashes you for disobeying the current"

                                            >You understand the metaphor, Upon abandoning the Jedi it was as if your actions 'guided' you here without any choice of your own

                                            >In fighting this 'River of the Will' you were infact thrown by it, placed here

                                            >"You must become your own destiny, Wrench the power of fate out of the hands of the Force, the Dark shall set you free"

                                            >"We here have a simple mantra.. passed down from the ancients.. Peace is a lie, there is only Passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through Strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain Victory. Through victory, My chains are broken. The force shall set me free"

                                            >You recite the lines to yourself quietly. something inside you stirs.. something awakens that you knew was there all along, from the start

                                            >"You must stop flowing with the force, and fight the current, make your place amongst the Galaxy.. Become the Darkness not to be 'guided' by it like a pawn"

                                            "So what of those.. who aren't strong enough?"

                                            >He laughs

                                            >"They learn as the others do, but they never have a true grasp of the Dark Side, they merely are allowed to use and wield it.. the 'Will' of the force is incomprehensible.. and for some reason it allows them, no, Uses them for the dark"

                                            "Then.. I.. I don't understand"

                                            >He turns around and smiles, fanged teeth visible gleaming in the red orange sunlight

                                            >"Neither does anyone, truly.. some have claimed to.. thousands of years ago.. to have seen the greater picture"

                                            >"But all i have gathered from it.. is that the weak of the dark are allowed to exist.. for some.. reason, something I cannot see they are allowed to exist by the 'Will' that is the light the jedi believe they follow"

                                            >"Enough for today young one.. Go to the medical bay and see if I broke anything" he laughs darkly


                                            >On your way to the medbay a very young and very short Student walks up to you

                                            >"So.. you are the so called 'Fallen Jedi'?" the short one says overly joyous

                                            "I am, and who might you be?" You say with a questioning coldness in deliberate contrast

                                            >"I am Cozy Glow, and You are in my way... You are nothing, You are a Jedi who got sick of being told what to do.. No Jedi can ever become a True dark lord"

                                            >Her bright pinkish skin and light blue hair, curled and puffed in deeper contrast to her black robes that were standard in this Academy

                                            "Interesting point of view, Young One" you say with a slight smile, mocking her stature and age

                                            "Odd.. if that was a commonly held belief then I imagine Lord Sombra wouldn't give me the time of day after group lessons.. or are you simply.. jelous that you were not selected? do not fret, you still have many many years of training to go" once again mocking her age

                                            >You can tell she's spent most of the youth here learning

                                            >"Well golly.. I didn't know you were such a special wittle student that you needed extra help for being so old compared to us.. wittle jedi padawan fallen on hard times needs extra help.. boo hoo.."

                                            >She may be younger then you even thought

                                            "Well, if what you say is true.. then you have nothing to worry about"

                                            >You continue on to the medbay, ignoring her further jabs at your past, They did not really bother you.. at least you are being noticed for a change

                                            >Once reaching the medbay you spot Starlight Glimmer speaking to an injured student


                                            >"Ah! Wallflower, it has been a short time since I've seen you.. The holocrons from the archive have been great help to the Dark Brotherhood, If you wish.. I can grant you acsess to one of them, We're.. struggling.. with the Chaos Lord's, We can't seem to get past mindless babble about nothing to gain any real knowledge"

                                            >>"Lord Starlight?.. you know this student?.." the injured youngling said

                                            >"Of course, she and I arrived here nearly the same time.. I taught her many things before we arrived here"

                                            >>"At.. the temple of the jedi?.. you were a jedi?" she asks you

                                            "I was, but they never cared for me or payed me much mind"

                                            >>"I am sonata.. My sisters are around here, Well.. they got carried away in practice again and hit me a few extra times with the training sabers.. again.."

                                            >You really don't care, her pattern of speech conveys a deep unintelligence that you don't think you anyone can 'learn through'

                                            >She must be the type of student Sombra was speaking of earlier

                                            >"Yes.. well the dark side isn't a simple faucet you turn off, once it starts flowing it's difficult to stop"

                                            >>"I know.. they tell me that all the time.."

                                            >Starlight Looks at you knowingly, it's painfully obvious they only keep sonata around as a punching bag

                                            >"Wallflower, I require you in my study. Meet me there after you're done here"


                                            >In the dark office Starlight sits at an old stone desk with the round holocron sitting on a pedestool made specifically for it's spherical shape

                                            "I thought Sith holocrons here Pyramid shaped"

                                            >"Yes.. all but this one, Discord the Lord of Chaos was an odd one. he comes from.. about 3 thousand years ago roughly"

                                            >"I have been unable to get any real information from him, would you care to try? the Dark Lords were evergreatful for my theft of these things but in reality they have no care for them.. they're too busy training students for the War"

                                            "Much like the Jedi"

                                            >Starlight pauses and looks up at you, like you said something she hadn't considered

                                            >"Yes.. Don't say such things to anyone else but me, No, don't say them ever, We must learn to get along with this Brotherhood of Darkness and win the war against the Jedi. after that.. We can go our own way, but not a moment sooner"

                                            "Yes Master"

                                            >"Lord Chrysalis has a mission for me, I will be off-world for a time.. for now you can take this Holocron and see if you can 'crack it'"

                                            >What secrets could be buried deep inside it..

                                            >Starlight leaves and you are left alone in her study with the odd Sphere..

                                            >You begin to funnel your Dark energy into it, Opening it

                                            >That's the easy part, the hard part is the 'guardian' an Impression of the owner replicating their personality that's used as both a teacher of the Holorons knowledge but also a locked door to it

                                            >The red image of a strange sicky mess of a being appears. it's limbs missmatched and preportions all wrong and uncanny

                                            >"Ahh.. another 'fallen jedi' come to seek knowledge of the Dark?.. no.. you're different" he speaks as though there are several voices in his throat, all speaking in unison

                                            >"You are born of the Dark.. Yes.. hmhmhmhm.." he softly laughs to himself

                                            >"What do you wish from me? why do you open my Holocron, Dark One?"

                                            "I thought you were uncooperative with Starlight, why would you give me what I seek?"

                                            >He smiles

                                            >"I can see your intentions, what lead you here.. same with 'Dark Brotherhoods' false Lords"

                                            >You had no idea these devices were capable of such intelligence

                                            >"I simply.. wish to choose the right heir to my knowledge" the multiple voices overlaying each other echoing in the stone chamber causes you unease

                                            >"Do you know my history, Dark One?"

                                            "I don't, I only just learned of your existence right before opening your Holocron"

                                            >"Ah.." he looks disappointed

                                            >"I am the Lord of Chaos, Discord, Eternal Emperor of the Sith"

                                            >Eternal?.. yet you're listening to a mere machine and not the real thing

                                            "I see"

                                            >He smiles and speaks "your feelings betray you, I sense your thoughts on my 'eternal' state"

                                            "Yes.. grandiose title for someone dead"

                                            >He laughs in many voices, they're not synced together this time, all personal laughs from different beings.. it's worse then when they're in sync

                                            >"I am simply.. hehehe.. an image of Him, I only exist to teach" something about his speech is even more untrustworthy

                                            >Hours pass as he teaches you things you already knew

                                            >Eventually he opens up more, and begins to comment on your Lightsaber

                                            >"Your blade resembles Exar Kuhn! yes.. yes.. Is it adjustable like his? do you shorten and lengthen the blades at will?"

                                            >You're puzzled and tilt your head questioningly

                                            "No?. did his?"

                                            >"Ohhh yes! he was the greatest swordsman of his time, but I gather much has been forgotten since then.. I bet you didn't know I too based my blade on his, there is a chaos inherent in it's design I admire deeply.. but I added my own configurations to it"

                                            >In place of the Chaos Lords image appears a schematic

                                            >you scramble to grab parchment from Starlight's desk and begin to copy the image

                                            >"I housed 4 crystals in my blade, 2 Synthetic red ones and 2 natural yellow ones, The was for manipulation and illusion.. I can change my form and will, and sometimes became a 'jedi' when nessisary.. sow decent among worlds" he laughed darker then you've ever heard before

                                            >"I started a great Mandalorian Jedi war in my time, all I had to do was kill a few of those war obsessed cultists in the image of a Jedi"

                                            >You continue to copy the strange otherworldy design, it's internal workings almost entirely different then any you've ever seen. much seems internally placed differently simply.. because it can be.. Lord of Chaos is sure correct

                                            >"Have that down yet?.. there is much more to show you, Dark One"

                                            "I have, what else will you show me?"

                                            >"For now.. nothing.. meditate on all I've shared with you and construct a new Lightsaber with the knowledge I have granted you.. after that, we will talk again"

                                            >Wallflower visits the lightsaber construction workshop, it's more of a junkheap of broken lightsabers and all sorts of parts laying around

                                            >A strange hunchbacked man points you out upon entering the workshop

                                            >"You! you are but an acolyte, you are not allowed in these chambers!" he speaks in his shrivled and scarred form. there is an echo of great power in him. Perhaps he used to be a great lord of the dark, but now in his aged state there is nothing but a shell

                                            >you hold up your lightsaber

                                            >"Ohh?... you're that fallen jedi.. they give their students lightsabers from infancy hehehehehe.. everfoolish aren't they? come then, We disallow lightsabers from the youth, they tend to.. dismember each other.. they still do buut its much harder without a fancy 'laser sword' hehehe.."

                                            >"All is up for grabs here,  if your weapon is damaged or you need assistance I can help.." he seems eager to help and quite lonely

                                            >Pathetic really.. You suppose it's not your concern his state of being, you're not in charge here

                                            "I am capable of doing what is needed, alone"

                                            >"ahoh.. hm.. Alright young one" after this he returns behind piles of scrap

                                            >You search the room, piles of broken weapons everywhere. a complete disordered mess.. quite.. chaotic

                                            >You find a small cleared off table with a chair infront of it, that's where you will begin your work

                                            >Placing your Lightsaber on the table you disassemble it with the Force and unroll the parchment re-arranging the parts of your blade on the diagram

                                            >"Now that is a design I haven't ever seen before.."

                                            >you turn around to see the old man, he is smiling showing a wide grin of aged dirty teeth

                                            "Can you not leave me be, Old man?"

                                            >his presence isn't like your first impression.. his frailty and pathetic nature merely an illusion

                                            >You will have to remember to use that one, you can probably do it better too.. soon enough.. soon enough..

                                            >"Where did you find such a schematic? it's construction is.." you can hear distaste in his voice

                                            >"Awful, yes it would work yet It's so unorthodox.. where did you find such a thing? it unsettles me"

                                            >Do you tell him?

                                            "I will share, if you keep this between us"

                                            >He smiles again even wider

                                            >"I am the architect of the lightsaber here, I guide all the Sith in their construction.. all their 'tricks' and personal philosophies embedded in their design is aided by myself, that is what I do.. the Lightsaber is the heart of the Sith that wields it"

                                            >you're unsure if you can trust him, but his guidance will be a great help

                                            "I got this from a holocron, that of Discord, the Lord of Chaos"

                                            >His eyes widen in true shock, his illusion falters. you can perceive his full power is far beyond what you had sensed before. quickly it is re-shrouded

                                            >"Truly?.." He inspects the design more and mutters to himself tracing the lines with a brittle finger

                                            >"It is! By the Force... I can aid you if you wish.. no, I WILL! aid you. I must.. this is revolutionary, I thought this was lost to time"

                                            >"There are methods here I re-invented over the years here, things I thought no one had done before.. but here we are, 3000 years ago it was already done"

                                            >you pull out your two green Kyber Crystals and place them on the table

                                            >"Green?.."

                                            "Yes, they were once mine, and I will use them as the secondary crystals in this blade"

                                            >"No no.. you must not do that, Not those ones"

                                            "But why?.."

                                            >"They are ties to your past, you must burn that away" he waves his hand and stands up straighter. his hunchback all but gone, even that part of a character.. an act

                                            "Then what do I do, Master?.."

                                            >"Hm?. Oh, I am Lord Clover 'The Clever' as I was once called, But you will simply call me Master, or Lord Clover"

                                            "Clover the Clever?.. interesting name, I don't hear many titles like that around here"

                                            >"Do you think I got to my position in this new Brotherhood through might alone? I gave them the tools needed to overthrow the previous sith order, Intelligence and cunning are the tools of the Sith just as much as a Lightsaber"

                                            "You will teach me then, too?.. if I cannot use mine.. then whos?"

                                            >"You must kill two more Jedi and gain theirs.. or.. "

                                            >Two.. More? he knows about Sunset Shimmer?

                                            >"Lord Trixie is preparing an excursion along with her student to follow a rumor.. a Jedi who has been causing us trouble for a very long time behind the front-line"

                                            >Trixie.. He has to be joking..

                                            >"I will -request- her to bring you along, You will keep the Lightsaber for yourself, I will inform Lord Trixie of this and she will not protest"

                                            >He re-constructs your lightsaber into its original form

                                            >"When you return, I will have a new design for you to use as a guide.. I cannot make it for you, Only aid you"

                                            >He levitates the parchment into his hand and begins to study it while walking away

                                            >Time to find Trixie, This is going to be fun..

                                            >You arrive at the landing pad, Trixie's Silver-chrome Starship infront of you

                                            >"Are you coming, 'Padawan?'" Trixie says mockingly

                                            >Unfortunately for you, this is what you're going to have to put up with for the time being

                                            >"Trixie's apprentice will be here shorty, then we will depart"

                                            >Yep it got worse

                                            >>"Golly gee.. The Jedi herself! what a 'pleasure' it is to see you"

                                            >Of course it's Cozy Glow

                                            >"So.. Lord Clover assigned you to this? he does know the Sword of Jedi is merely a title and there is nothing special about her lightsaber.."

                                            >The ship begins to take off into the red dusty atmospehre

                                            >So that's where we're going.. to find the Sword of the Jedi.. Rainbow Dash

                                            >Starlight had that title before Rainbow

                                            >>"So.. Got any information on this 'Sword of the Jedi' Ms Fallen jedi?" Cozy asks with spite in her voice

                                            "I do, Before her Starlight Glimmer was the Sword of the Jedi. and I was trained in Lightsaber combat by Starlight, I was also informed on much of Rainbow's style of fighting.."

                                            >Trixie and Cozy look to each other, clearly interested in what you have to say

                                            "She wields a Single blue lightsaber, and has a heavy focus on speed and acrobatics rather then power, She's fast.. real fast.."

                                            >"Trixie is faster"

                                            >You hope she speaks truth


                                            >"Welcome to Everfree, the factories here provide the Sith soldiers with blasters.. 'The Sword of the Jedi' is here.. not 2 days ago the southern factory was destroyed, survivors reported Two jedi, One fitting Rainbows description and a youngling of some kind"

                                            "Her Padawan is Scootaloo, It is surely her"

                                            >>"What does it matter? Rainbow Dash is the real threat"

                                            >You depart the craft and are greeted by a factory supervisor

                                            >>>"Greetings Dark Lords, You're here to deal with our jedi problem I take it?"

                                            >"Of course that is what Lord Trixie is here.."

                                            >>>"Thank the stars.. Those jedi killed hundreds of my men, We will do all we can to aid yo-

                                            >"That will not be necessary" Trixie interrupts

                                            >>"Golly mr factory worker.. Those Jedi sure are destructive aren't they?" she says in an overly innocent tone

                                            >>>"Y-yes.. they are.." he says with a shaky uncomfortable voice

                                            >The day is uneventful, much wandering around the destroyed ruins of the southern factory, Trixie teaching much you already know to cozy glow. you follow and listen like a shadow

                                            >Wandering behind the pair cloak concealing your entire form, hands interlocked in your sleeves despite the heat

                                            >With your true potential unlocking more every day basic things like temperature regulation for the force becomes nearly automatic, Under the jedi such uses of the force were all but forbidden, Using the force to alleviate discomfort is seen as selfish, how foolish they are.. if they wish to burn in the heat than they can

                                            >You decide to practice your concealment, It doesn't seem to be affecting Trixie but it is working on Cozy Glow.. with more practice and knowledge soon you'll be able to fool even the high lords of the sith

                                            >There are a few times you catch Cozy glow almost jump at your presence as if she forgot you were there

                                            >Each time you smile a little wider

                                            >"Wait.. "

                                            >>"I sense it too"

                                            >You pull yourself into the shadows even further in contrast to their searching senses

                                            >placing yourself into the 'mundane' as if you are one with the Flora and Fauna of this wild forest. the downside compared to your special concealment is that you're out of tune with the force

                                            >Just as you are hidden within the natural world the force is hidden from you, What you with for in the future is to be Both. to be completely hidden, forgotten, invisible. yet all seeing.. soon.. very soon.. but not now

                                            >Thwoosh! from the forest flies a flash of Blue light, Trixie just barely ignites her two weapons in time to parry a blindly fast slash from the revealed Jedi

                                            >Trixie quickly falls into sequences of defense, even with two blades she is just barely fast enough to fend off Rainbow's immaculate speed

                                            >In mere seconds their speed has increased so much that in your state of obscurity, shrouded in the mundane you are unable to comprehend the blur of red and blue lights twirling

                                            >Just as Rainbow did her padawan appears, Scootaloo in attack at cozy glow

                                            >She also uses a blue lightsaber, and her form and movements a mirror of her masters.. just slower but still quite fast for the Sith Acolyte

                                            >Cozy glow uses her weapon in two hands, a single bladed red lightsaber. the standard of most

                                            >You watch from the shadows and begin to plan, The weakest link must be severed.. Cozy is struggling with Scootaloo, but Trixie even more with Rainbow

                                            >Kill the youngling, distract the master, leave an opening for Trixie in the process..

                                            >You must only reveal yourself when in position.. wait, no.. if the Black Veil of forgetfulness works on Cozy, perhaps it can the young jedi?

                                            >You pull yourself from obscurity and plunge into the force yet with your veil of darkness

                                            >Cozy can you see behind scootaloo, her face twists into surprise as if only now recalling you even exist

                                            "Go to Trixie, I will deal with this one"

                                            >you ignite half of your saber, glowing red amongst the thick trees

                                            >you can feel Trixie barely holding her own against the Jedi, if you can so can her apprentice too

                                            >Scootaloo quickly turns around leaving her back open to Cozy, but instead of striking the acolyte complies with your request and rushes to Trixie's aid

                                            "Hello Scootaloo, I haven't seen you in ages.. how are your friends? Applebloom and Sweetiee belle"

                                            >"H-how do you know them" She takes a defensive stance

                                            >She wouldn't remember you even if you didn't exist in obscurity

                                            "I was once like you, a slave to the force"

                                            >"Slave?. you think the Dark Side is freedom!?" She speaks with pride unbefitting her shaky young voice

                                            >You focus inward and not outward, Falling into sequences of attack and defense, Lightsabers clashing

                                            >The young one is speaking but you aren't listening, your body has fallen into rhythm and automation

                                            >You begin to spin the threads of memory and perception in order to erase yourself from the younglings mind

                                            >With each strike you become closer, actively twisting her senses every moment, her attacks become more clumsy and disorganized

                                            >It's clear she isn't even sure when this fight started anymore, her expression is that of fear and confusion. She has no grasp of the current moment

                                            >her training and the very same sequences you use to automatically deflect she now uses to attack

                                            >You begin to laugh without trying, you cannot control it.. you've prepared for months and only now do you have the ability and chance to use this dark ability

                                            >"S-stop! mercy!.. I-I don't.."

                                            >>"Scootaloo!" you hear Rainbow shout, you spare a milisecond to glace over, Your sith allies are just barely holding off Rainbow

                                            >now isn't the time for games.. you must end this quick, no more toying with the child

                                            >You ignite the second half of your blade and switch your form to accommodate the new profile of your weapon

                                            >The veil isn't necessary, you will practice another time, Pure combat is what this requires

                                            >You shift all of your focus to the moment at hand, deflecting and striking faster then before, the young one can barely keep up

                                            >>"Just.. give me a second I'll be there!" Rainbow says

                                            >You must act now

                                            >"Please MastAHH-" in a tornado of motion you slice her hands off at the forearms, she falls to her knees

                                            >>"SCOOTALOO!!" rainbow shouts, distracted from the moment, Trixie and cozy take their chances and push forward, they might win without your help, but there is one way to assure their victory

                                            >You hold your weapon to the defeated Padawans throat

                                            >"H-h-have mercy.. Please.. You were a Jedi, y-you can't"

                                            "You will not die in vain, with your death your master will falter.. attachment leads to the dark does it not? and she is very attached to you"

                                            >Scootaloo's eyes go wide in pure terror, she knows what will happen if she dies, she knows Rainbow will be distracted and fall to her emotions

                                            "She will not die the Sword of the Jedi, but one fallen to hate"

                                            >The armless youngling tries to push you away with one last burst of power, one derived from fear, from the dark

                                            >You don't even move an inch

                                            >The Jedi's greatest weakness is your greatest ally

                                            <The Cold embrace wraps itself around you like a blanket>

                                            >With a simple slice you behead the youngling

                                            >>"NOO!" Rainbow shouts, with a might push she knocks down the other two Sith around her breaking their guard entirely and lunges straight at you

                                            "Embrace your pain!"

                                            >You sidestep kicking up a cloud of dirt, Rainbow begins wildly striking in a formless mad fury, The dark side flows through you like Lightning

                                            >Only with the death of the innocent are you strong enough to defend against the mad Jedi

                                            >You only need to for a few more seconds, then the others should be at your aid

                                            >"Trixie senses your anger! Foolish Jedi.." like a stormcloud of flashing lights something you've never seen before pours viciously into the unguarded back of Rainbow Dash

                                            >The Jedi's attack entirely broken, you step back to avoid being caught up in the storm before you

                                            >Cozy glow joins pouring her own dark lightning into the Jedi

                                            >The Rainbow haired women shrieks in pain just barely able to stand, You sense pure rage from the jedi

                                            >How they all fall so easily-

                                            >Rainbow throws her lightsaber in a spinning arc, it plunges straight into the chest of Trixie, yet the lightning doesn't cease but only grows stronger

                                            >A smile like you've never seen plays across the Sith Lords face

                                            >"THROUGH PAIN I GAIN STRENGTH!" Trixie speaks a play on the words of the sith code, You can feel her life leaving but in a firey blaze

                                            >You are not adapt in this type of Sith Sorcery but you also join in pouring more blinding lightning into the Jedi

                                            >With that Cozy increases her own attack, fueled by the rage of Rainbow dooming her master to death

                                            >The jedi's greatest weaknesses prove to be the Sith's greatest strength

                                            >The Jedi falls to her knees, Trees set ablaze and charred mirror the burning melting form of the so called "Sword of the Jedi"

                                            >Rainbows blade un-ignites falling to the ground, Trixie shutters but still stands just barely

                                            >The jedi's body explodes into a cloud of ash, completely disintegrated

                                            >Trixie falls to her knees and the storm fades, you and cozy glow rush over to the fallen Sith Lord

                                            >"Trixie always wins" She takes one last breath and with a wicked smile across her face.. passes into the force

                                            >The Strong survive, and the weak parish, such is the nature of the galaxy

                                            >Disturbingly the wicked smile never leaves Trixie's face, her eyes staring wide into the blue sky through the leaves above


                                            >Back in the Sith Temple you bring the two lightsabers of the Jedi and her Padawan to Master Clover

                                            >"it is ashame we lost Lord Trixie,The last sith lost to that putrescent Jedi.. Trixie will not be forgotten"

                                            >"I have this for you" he hands you a parchment with a new schematic scrolled onto it, using more modern Lightsaber construction methods as-well as a more fitting size for you when compared with the Chaos Lord's large staff-like blade that was on the other drawing

                                            >"I cannot do it for you, but use this as a guide.. I only ask for one more thing.. if you learn anything substantial from that Holocron do tell me"

                                            >He walks away leaving you to construct your new weapon of illusion and facade