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 Trials In The Deep, Feat. Deekross Yor
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 Posted: Jul 27 2017, 09:01 PM
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The lower levels of the Temple Palace were dark, damp hallways of brown stone. The only light, a torch every so often mounted on the wall. the air was stale, smelling of centuries old earth. Darth Egos was keeping a brisk pace, as usual, the quiet pattering of his tiny feet echoing through the halls. He had told his apprentice to meet him at the entrance to the cave systems below the Temple Palace at a very specific time. If he were even a second late, he would be crushed. Though, considering Dekross had lasted this long, it was safe to assume he would arrive precisely on time. Dekross had shown much promise, meeting and even in some cases, exceeding expectations.

It was now time for a great trial, and if successful, a great reward. A specially made lightsaber, made by Darth Egos specially for his apprentice, awaited him in the bowls of the cave system. Elsewhere in the cave system would be two specific natural red kyber crystals. Though the caves were full of these kyber crystals, only two were for Dekross. If any others were taken, he would be crushed. Many challenges awaited Dekross, though Darth Egos would make no mention of them.

Darth Egos had arrived at the mouth of the cave systems. The air was cold, and there were no light sources in the caves themselves, save for the faint red glow of the kyber crystals. Egos had arrived a minute prior to his arranged meeting time, as per usual. All the time Egos had spent with Dekross would be leading up to this moment, testing his resolve and his strength. But the rewards would be well worth it. Egos quietly awaited his apprentice's arrival.

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Another test. Another trial. Dekross had grown accustom to such things in his time with his master, but saying that he was pleased when one of them was placed before him would be nothing short of a bold-faced lie. While they provided more than enough challenge, some of the trials he faced did nothing to fire the warrior blood flowing through his cold veins. He much preferred a place on the frontline where the roar of his lightsabers as they cut through masses of Republic soldiers and Jedi dogs like a reaping wind. The rush of battle was when he felt the most alive and where he could vent his rage.

Instead, he was here on this twisted rock, forced to subject himself to another test.

Dekross had no inkling as to what the old man had planned, and he frankly didn’t care. This game of his would be at an end soon enough and the result would be the same as always. Dekross would overcome whatever scheme his master had concocted. The first step was to arrive at the cave mouth indicated to him before the appointed time, which would be a challenge in and of itself. The beasts that roamed the planet’s surface were as twisted as they were ravenous. Many fools and weaklings had fallen beneath their claws and been crushed between their teeth, their bodies savaged and stripped of meat; evidence in the form of skeletal remains littered the jungle floor, left bare to the ravages of the elements. The pain and suffer echoed through the Force like a great scream as they begged for release that would never come in this dark place.

They were ignored. Dekross had no time for the pleas of the weak. They’d been devoured by those whose strength had exceeded their own. It was a fitting end for the unworthy.

Dekross eschewed his reliance upon his natural senses and chose to trust in the Force to guide his way through the fog; his master would’ve expected as much. The taint of darkness weighed on him as though it were a physical thing, but he did not shy away from its touch and embraced it instead. He used the pain and the fear to fuel his own power as he pressed on towards his objective.

A growl drew his attention. He stopped in his tracks to listen for whatever was lurking in the underbrush. Waiting. Watching. Feeling.

It wasn’t long before a black shape made itself known to him. Its form was one he recognized well-enough even if it was malformed and mutated by the Dark Side. The kath hound growled again, eyes gleaming yellow in the darkness as it stared at him. Dekross answered it with a growl of his own as he manipulated a lightsaber into his hand. The crimson blade roared to life and bathed his surroundings in its glow, revealing that the hound wasn’t alone. Its pack slowly made themselves known, grotesque shapes made uglier by the shroud.

Good. They would provide an easy warmup for whatever the old man had in mind.

The pack circled him in search of an opening to exploit. There would be none for them to find, but Dekross had forced himself to learn patience over the years. He won out in the end and the hunger that drove the worthless creatures to desperation buried their caution. The first to strike lunged into the air with its maw agape and its claws extended for the kill. Dekross sidestepped the attack easily and swept his weapon through it in an upward arch that clove atwain. The two pieces sailed into the fog. Then, all semblance of waiting was lost and the rest of the pack leapt to avenge their fallen comrade.

Dekross drew his second lightsaber and spun himself around, slaying two of the four remaining hounds in a single attack as he rolled away. He came to his feet just as a third hound lunged for his throat. Three rapid strikes quickly ended the creature’s suffering. The final hound barked furiously at him for a few moments before it launched a desperate assault in hopes of catching him unawares.

“Filthy creature,” Dekross snarled as he caught the hound midair with his power. It yelped in fright, twisting while it dangled several feet above the ground. Dekross let it suffer for far longer than what could’ve been considered humane before deactivating his sabers and closing his hand into a fist. A sickening crunch filled the air and the howling was silenced forever more.Dekross hurled the grisly remains into the fog and continued his trek through the forest. Egos was not one to be kept waiting for longer than necessary if one wished to remain alive.

His claws clicked against the brown stone of the Temple Palace. An itch in his scales signaled that his master was near at hand and it wasn’t long before he spotted the shriveled green form he’d come to know and despise. He stopped a respectful distance from Darth Egos and eased himself down to a knee, bowing his head low in reverence. He'd arrived precisely on schedule as was demanded of him.

“What is thy bidding, my master?” he asked.

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Darth Egos watched as his apprentice approached, slightly dirty from what he assumed had been an altercation on his way down. A journey through the forest rarely went unnoticed by its inhabitants. Still, this had not stopped Dekrross from arriving exactly as he was supposed to. Egos felt precision and punctuality were important in all matters, and this showed through his actions and training. His apprentice had taken well to his teachings, managing to pass every test prior, just as expected.

"My apprentice, grown significantly, your powers have." Egos said, his voice raspy. "Another trial, you must complete." Egos looked towards the ornately carved black door just ahead of where they stood, and pointed. "Awaiting you, a gift of power is. A weapon. Two crystals." Though the cave was full of crystals, only two specific crystals would belong to Dekross. He would know them through the Force. Egos turned back to his apprentice. "If, return you do, a gift of knowledge. A destiny. A name." Egos would often not specify any dangers in his trials, though, to assume there were none would be a quick end. Dekross was no doubt already aware of this.

After any reply his apprentice may give him, Egos would throw the doors open with the Force, and with a flick of his wrist, Dekross would be thrown deep into the darkness of the cave. The darkness itself seemed to have weight, and the feeling of being watched from all directions would be inescapable. The stone floor was cold, damp, and treacherous, the dark side itself seemingly seeping through it. The only light source was the dull red glow of kyber crystals lining the ceilings and walls.

From the center cave cell, there were four paths onward. The first, seemed to spiral downwards at a steep decline, and what seemed to be spider webs traveling along the walls. The second path looked to go relatively straight, and snarling could be heard faintly in the distance. The third path seemed to be more of a drop off into a pitch black chamber below, the pressure of the darkness seemingly increasing. The last path led off to the right, and a slight rumbling could be felt coming from that direction.

The paths were interconnected, meaning regardless of Dekross's first choice, he would have to go through all of them eventually. The weapon itself would be found in two separate halves, but would not function until the pieces were brought together for the first time, along with two crystals for power sources. The trial would be very difficult, but the rewards proportionate to the effort. So long as Dekross's resolve and strength were unwavering, he would have a chance to attain further greatness.

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As expected, Egos expected Dekross to face yet another trial to prove his worth as an apprentice. Dekross suppressed the urge to snarl in frustration and continued to listen to the old man speak in that strange way of his. His head tilted slightly to the left as a mention of a gift was made. Rarely was it the way of the Sith to present a gift of any sort, especially when it involved this particular Darth. There were other words that stuck with him as well. Destiny. Name. Weapon.

It was all rather concerning, but Dekross refused to allow any sign of weakness to show in his expression and body language. To do so would be to fail the test before it even began, and failure would mean another torturous death only to return to face the trial again with an added level of difficulty. He could not allow that to happen, for he sensed that he was on the cusp of some critical link in the chain of his destiny. If this assessment of his power and skill and resolve would grant him what was necessary to pursue his ambitions, then he would face it as he faced all things; he would crush every obstacle set before him and prove his worth as a Lord of the Sith.

“This one thanks our master for the opportunity,” Dekross hissed. “This one will not fail to return with this gift.” His head rose at the sound of the great doors before them being thrown open to signal the test’s beginning. He’d not even risen to his feet when an unseen hand reached out to seize him and hurled him carelessly into the red-tinted darkness.

Rage drove him to his feet with lightsabers in hand just as the doors closed behind him. With nothing alive close at hand to vent his anger upon, Dekross took to slashing through the dark stone around him as he howled at the top of his lungs. The violent fit passed after nearly two minutes of random strikes bereft of any semblance of technique and Dekross stood in the central room to collect the threads of his fury for a better time. What’d been an all-consuming blaze was reduced to simmering coals as he took in the surrounding chamber. Four paths were open for him to choose from, each leading in different directions. He attempted to probe each through the Force though he couldn’t discern any further information beyond what his senses could tell him. With no indication as to what the next step should be, Dekross chose the path lined with spider webs.

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The path spiraled downwards, the air growing colder with each step. Further down the path, the webs got thicker and thicker, and the path began opening up into an alcove. Inside the alcove, eggs lined the walls from ground to ceiling. In the center of the cave was a ball of webbing, encasing a crystal meant for Dekross.

Once the cave was entered, it would seem the walls themselves were alive, with spiders mutated by the dark side pouring down the cave walls toward the intruder. Their mother would awaken as well, a black mass of hair and limbs, dropping right on top of the web-encased crystal, her powerful venemous fangs flared. Beyond, a path leading up towards the next chamber.

Her offspring were about the size of small dogs, covered in black, though their large fangs had a dull red glow about them. They rushed almost as one towards the mouth of the cave, numbering in th twenties. The mother herself was the size of a rancor, black and hairy, fangs glowing red. If she sensed her offspring were in danger, she would move to meet the attacker with a speed surprising for something of that size, screeching all the while. The sound was enough to strike an absolute fear into the heart of most men.

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The journey down into the depths was far longer than Dekross cared to imagine. He thought of the Republic and their Jedi dogs as he traveled to maintain his grip on the rage coursing through him. The webbing lining the cave walls steadily grew in frequency and size as he approached an opening. There were many warped mockeries of life ahead of him; their presence in the Force was sickening. Whatever creatures lay before him would be a pleasure to destroy.

The first thing Dekross noticed as he stepped beyond the threshold leading into the cavern was the crystal centered in a web of truly colossal proportions. The crystal called to him in a way he’d not felt before, and he knew it to be one of the two he sought in this place. The next detail he noticed was that the walls were practically teeming with twisted spiders the size of small dogs with fangs that glowed a faint red. Another shape descended from the ceiling even as the heaving mass of spindly limbs charged at him. Dekross briefly acknowledged the matriarch of disgusting place before hurling both lightsabers at the oncoming hoard. He called upon the force as the weapons fell through the enemy lines and bathed the first ranks in torrents of lightening.

Regardless of how many of the smaller ones were slain by his assault, Dekross would call his sabers back to his outstretched hands as the matriarch screamed and joined the charge to take her vengeance. Dekross would answer with a roar of his own, leaping into the air with a Force-enhanced jump. He would aim both sabers at the foremost leg on the matriarch’s right side with every intention of destroying the limb. After learning the result of his strike, he would attempt to telekinetically pull another leg out from under her and slice down upon it with all his might. Then, he would bound away again, telekinetically pushing her away.

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As the thrown lightsabers came towards the first line of spiders, they jumped onto the walls, successfully dodging. The spiders behind them were not so lucky. The lightsabers tore through their bodies, killing a majority. As the powerful lightning met the survivng spiders, they gave a terrible screech. But this was not a death rattle. Rather, the spiders seemed to absorb the energy, growing up to twice their size, their bodies now teeming with electrical energy.

As Dekross rushed into the room, the electrified spiders shot strands of electrified webbing through the air, attempting to catch him inside, though unfortunately timed, as he had lept to begin his attack, successfully dodging the volley. The great spider mother lifted her two front legs and attempted swipes at Dekross, though she was met with a powerful strike to her right leg, severing it completely. She let out a terrible screech, but soon after would lose her front left leg as well, being tossed against the cave wall.

The great mother began to collect herself for her own attack. Her fury could be felt emanating throught the cave. The air grew colder with each moment. The surviving spiderlings once again took aim at Dekross with their electrified webbing. The great mother let out a long high pitched cry like none heard before, laden with the dark side, shaking the very foundations of the cave. Small pebbles began raining down from the cave ceiling.

After the shriek had ended, there was a faint rumbling sound. The eggs lining the walls and floor began errupting, thousands of tiny red glowing spiders pouring out, all surging towards Dekross. The great mother followed suit, charging with fangs raised, intent on crushing the Sith before her under her massive fangs.

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Dekross landed a good deal away from his foes and took stock of his situation. The newly empowered spiderlings were an unexpected factor that raised his ire further. He clenched his fists tighter about his weapons’ hilts as he snarled his frustration. These filthy creatures had dared to take power that was his own and use it against him! He hated them even more than he already did, and his hatred slowly morphed his snarl into a roar in answer to the mother’s screech.

So great was his rage that he momentarily forgot himself and the newly electrified spiders, which in turn allowed a few of the webs to penetrate his defenses. The intensity of the pain brought him hurtling back to his senses even as it drove his challenge to even greater heights. He used the agonizing current coursing through his body to fuel his own inner darkness, rising far above the pain it caused him and focusing on his anger and hatred. A few well-place lightsaber strokes would deflect the remainder of the webs flung at him and would be followed with the deactivation of both. The Sith Lord drew upon the Force once again telekinetically influencing any stalactites and stalagmites he could see until they cracked. Then, he would hurl them at every spider he laid eyes on with special consideration being given to the mother and her lightning imbued spawn.

Finally, he would once more ignite his sabers and leap towards the mother, fully intent on lopping off more of her legs if she remained alive.

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Dekross's stone missiles impacted the spiders with such force that the smaller ones exploded in a burst of glowing red goo. The mother had been impaled multiple times, spraying Dekross with goo, and begun stumbling backwards on two legs. These legs were swiftly severed, and with a loud screech, she smashed into the ground, having sustained mortal wounds. Red goo oozed out from the spiders, covering the cave floor. It all seemed to be converging on the web-wrapped crystal at the center of the room.

The goo rose under the webbing, and slowly covered it entirely. Once covered entirely, it burst into flames, burning bright and hot. As the webbing was burned away, the red light within was released, revealing a dark red crystal, seemingly floating in the air. Beyond, the dark path ahead seemed to call out to Dekross, inviting him to travel further into the bowels of the Deep.

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Dekross roared in triumph as the mother and her monstrous spawn were crushed to death by his telekinetic assault. He reveled in the destruction for several moments while the viscus gore slowly built around the webbing holding his prize and burst into flames. With the echoes of his bellowing still rebounding off the walls, Dekross stepped forward to claim his crystal, relishing the warmth and the dark energy pulsing through it.

He examined the crystal for a short time before tucking it into the fold of his robe and turning to face the exit leading further in. Something called to him through the Force, beckoning him to heed its call. Dekross deactivated his weapons and followed the urging to his next test.

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The narrow tunnel stretched for another two miles, at a very small but consistent incline. The closer the path got to the next large alcove, the smoother the stone floor became, evidence of consistent travelling along the path by someone or something. The air took on a new scent, the stench of man, along with unintelligible murmurs echoing from the alcove ahead.

Inside the alcove, there was a figure, illuminated by the dull red glow of crystals lining the walls and ceiling. He was human, hunched down in a corner, facing a large cluster of crystals, arms wrapped around the cluster. His hair was long, strewn down his back and continuing some ways across the floor of the cave, grizzled and gray.

"C-c-c-crystal, master" the man murmured. It was obvious the man had been here for ages, driven mad by the darkness. As Dekross entered the alcove, the man's head would snap back 180 degrees, staring at likely the first visitor in many years. "N-n-not master. NOT MASTER! I AM MASTER!" he screamed, laughing with a gusto that would make most men turn and run.

The man shot up with incredible speed, turning his body to align forwards with his head. It looked as though his skin had been peeled off in some places, exposing the muscle underneath. He picked up what seemed to be an old lightsaber with a pitch black body. He ignited the dark red blade, and charged his visitor with incredible speed, slashing wildly all the while.

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Dekross took the opportunity to scratch another scar to the steadily growing tapestry rolling across his skin. Each marking was a badge of honor symbolizing one of his victories, of which there were many. He made a new mark each time he defeated a worthy foe or overcame difficult task set before him; many of the scars were representations of slain Jedi or the survival of one of his master’s twisted experiments—a victory of its own right.

The ritualistic mark was complete in time for Dekross to notice the slow change along his path, which had been worn smooth by repeated use. The stench and taste of unwashed flesh hammered into his nostrils in the exact breath that the murmured madness reached his ears. He followed the smell and the frenzied whispers until he came upon an alcove. Inside was a man whose absurdly long grey hair was tangled from neglect. The Drakkaarian bared his fangs at the tormented man-thing when it’s head turned in an unsettlingly unnatural way. His lightclubs were in hand in the following moment as the creature launched itself at him. Sparks flew as he ignited the weapons and tore through the cave walls to intercept the wild swings.

“The man-thing is nothing more than vermin,” Dekross told his foe. “This one is the only master in this cave and he will suffer no rival!” Then, he would attempt to push the crazed duelist away with his immense strength and initiate his own attack.

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After the crazed man's attacks had been repelled, he threw his naked form backwards. His gray, ragged beard was nearly as long as his hair, reaching the ground. He seemed to seethe with a rage that was rarely seen. It eminated from him like a fountain, obviously he was no ordinary hermit."Nothing but a pawn, you are!" the old man screamed, emulating the speech of Darth Egos with a frightening accuracy. His tone was almost indistinguishable, in fact.

"You will be abandoned d-d-down here, as I." His voice had returned to its normal frantic tone. His anger seemed to grow as he appeared to be lost in memories long ingrained within his mind. "You will be swallowed by the crushing darkness, as I, left to ROT. AS I." he had reached a loud scream, the madness seemed to take him completely. He began laughing, or crying, it was difficult to tell at this point.

With a primal roar, the hermit launched his body into the air, reaching the cave ceiling. With a quick flip his feet bent when coming into contact with the rough ceiling above, and launched downwards at an incredible speed towards the Drakkaarian. He spun in the air, lightsaber outstretched in front of him, screaming all the while. The scream seemed to contain pain and hatred most would not even fathom. Whether his attack was met with flesh or lightsaber, he would leap back once more, beckoning his foe to strike. "What hope do you have of defeating that foul green demon?" he laughed once more, "DIE HERE, YOU WILL!" rang out his cry, taking on the voice of Darth Egos once more.

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The madden man-thing was far more agile that Dekross would’ve given him credit for. He found himself momentarily impressed despite his early words. However, nothing changed regarding his stance on the man-thing; it had dared stand in his path and there would be no escaping retribution for the insult dealt to him. It could glare at him with rage tainted eyes all it wanted, but death would be the only reward it gained for the gesture.

He fell back into a ready stance just as the thing spoke to him… in his master’s voice? Something akin to a shocked expression painted Dekross’s draconian features. The tormented man-thing had perfectly matched the little green monster’s voice and tone, which was eerie on its own merits. Doubt wormed its way into the Drakkaarian’s skull. Surely this… creature couldn’t be a pawn set here by his master’s designs.

Surely?

“This on is no pawn, man-thing,” Dekross hissed coldly. “This one is a Sith Lord! One of the strongest beings in the galaxy!” Discipline alone prevented him from crushing his weapons in his hands. Incandescent fury burned away the seeds of doubt while he faced the man-thing. What right did it have to tell him anything?! It should be on its knees begging his forgiveness! And yet, it insisted on speaking again.

“YOU WERE TO WEAK TO ESCAPE THIS DARKNESS, MAN-THING! THIS ONE IS NOTHING LIKE HIM AND HE WILL SLAUGHTER IT FOR ITS INSOLENCE!” His voice echoed through the chamber, fairly shaking the air. There was nothing but death in his gaze. He would see this disrespectful fool dead!

Dekross was glad when the attack came. Rage like nothing the Sith Lord had ever felt would guide his blades as he sought to meet that of his opponent. Even if he somehow missed, Dekross would not allow the man-thing a respite. His roar of challenge would shake the very walls as he gave chase. Red blades would leave streaks of light in their wake as he struck again and again, seeking to create any opening to exploit.

“NO! YOU ARE THE ONE THAT WILL DIE!”

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The mad man of the Deep was seething with boundless rage, only increased by the rebuttals of the Drakkaarian. There was not much left of whoever the human must have been years ago, rather he had given himself over to a much more bestial nature. His eyes burned red, seemingly incandescent. As the battle continued, his screaming grew more frantic, more primal.

He had held his ground for most of Dekross's onslaught, but eventually he lost his form under the strength of the blows. He narrowly escaped multiple fatal blows, leaving gruesome burns on his flesh. He cried out in pain each time, though it seemed only to fuel his anger. As lightsabers locked once more, he pushed off, landing a couple paces back. Fear flashed across his face for but a moment, though quickly replaced with a smirk.

The crystals lining the cave seemed to dim, until the two foes were bathed in pure darkness, save for the glow of lightsabers. After a few moments of darkness, lightning spewed from the crystals, converging on the crazed hermit. Outstretching his free hand, the mad man let loose a red torrent of Force Lightning. This lightning held within it all the pain and torment he had endured over his long life within the Deep. Were the Drakkaarian to come into contact with this lightning, he would feel the same anguish. The madness. The pure fury. "The DEEP WILL TAKE YOU!" he shrieked, now sobbing frantically. The skin on his fingers and hands began to peel away under the stress of the lightning, his pain became something palpable within the air.

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