Satsujin vs Kalin tournament match 1

[Nevermourn]

All was quiet. All was dark. All was peaceful. But something was lurking deep within the jungle, something malicious, something big. Any common onlooker would see only the flitting, tremulous shadows that danced along the outskirts of the moist clearing bathed under the full moon, shrouded in shimmering arget (silver). But, if one looked close enough, they might just catch a glimpse of radiance among the darkness, the flicker of maroon among the trees. Still, despite that tiny, out of place detail, there was nothing that would givaway the ferocious beast that stalked the inhabitants of the swamp, not even the sound of footsteps.

Tsume sniffed, stalking through the wet undergrowth on all fours, waiting, watching, searching for something, someone. But what? Only he knew, only the target knew, perhaps the avions and rodents, but they to were silent, at ease in the shadows.

For a few moments, the massive, two meter tall, four hundred pound, Shistavanen of ebon hue, had zone out, thinking of the coming fight in his cramped position, cloak wrapped firmly around his body to keep his polished chainmail from clanking together, then he twitched, shifting position, rising to his hind legs and raising his muzzle to the air, parting his jaws to let loose a long eerie howl. It was the kind of sound that one might hear in a horror movie, the kind that sends chills up one's spine. It was a calling, a challenge. Then, moments later, all was silenced once more, and Tsume was back in his crouched position, shredded ears perked up toward the clearing as he waited for his target.

 

[Kalen Conner]

Kalen Conner, a Jedi Padawan of the New Jedi Order, made his way through the dense growth of the dark jungle he had just entered. It was unnaturally quiet in the forest; almost peaceful. The inexperienced Padawan had little knowledge of the Force and the mysterious ways it worked in but he had a gut feeling that something was going to happen. Whether it was out of fear or just paranoia; the orphaned Jedi took out his lightsaber and ignited the cyan blade. It served a dual purpose: to light up the path in front of him and to defend himself in case the shit hits the fan.

"What the ******* am I doing here?" the Padawan asked himself oblivious to the fact that the sound of his voice and the light from his weapon could be giving away his location to beings with insidious intentions. Still the young Jedi made his way deeper and deeper into the lush jungle; using the cyan blade to cut away the thick growth in his path. What he was searching for he did know but Kalen had a feeling that he needed to be in this forest. Whether it was a good thing that was luring the youngster ever deeper into the jungle remained to be seen.

 

[Nevermourn]

Something was glowing, Cyan in color, shimmering and humming with power. It was a lightsaber. Tsume's sharp senses immediatly picked up the disturbance, like a radar. The jet black canine did not tense, he kept his calm, swivling his ears toward the glowing light. The red of his eyes faded as he closed them, taking in a deep breath, summoning the force. He could see now, even behind closed eyelids, his opponent was but a padawan, like himself. The former sith advanced, tingling with anticipation, massive and terrifying, yet silent as the snow. It was not long before he could see his target with his own eyes, rather then with the force. Tsume waited, holding his breath, then lunged. There was no warning, not even a sound. His glistening claws were outstretched toward the padawans shoulder, menacing jaws armed with sharp teeth ready to clamp into the flesh of his neck.

 

[Kalen Conner]

They say the Force protects those who learn to wield it. That it allows someone sensitive to the Force to glimpse a few seconds into the near future. This foresight is said to give these Force users their lightning quick reflexes and prowess of anticipation to some degree. Whether this was true or not Kalen did not know. The only thing the young Padawan did know was that it was not enough to save him from what happened next.

Out of nowhere something sprang out at the brown haired boy. It all happened so fast Kalen could barely comprehend that he was being attacked. What felt like razor blades sank into the Padawan's right shoulder causing the young Jedi to drop his lightsaber thus de-activating the weapon. Out of pure luck or maybe the Force Kalen pulled himself away from his assailant in the hopes that the youngster would avoid being pinned down by whatever it was attacking him.

"Argh!" the 13-year old boy cried out as the flesh on his shoulder separated from the bone leaving vicious looking marks behind as if it was a trophy. With his only source of light gone Kalen was now left sightless. The only thing he could manage to distinguish was two menacing red eyes that glowed in the darkness. It seemed to be an animal of some sort but that was all the panicked youngster managed to get from the moments after the ambush. Things were looking bad for the Padawan. His weapon was about two meters away from him and only one meter from his assailant. It would be a race to see if Kalen could get to his weapon before this thing that almost ripped off the boy's shoulder could get to him.

 

[Nevermourn]

Tsume laughed and raised his scarlet spattered claws to his muzzle, they glinted brilliantly in the tremulous night of the full moon. Peices of flesh still hung, skewered on his claws, he snapped at the flesh, jerking it free of his claws. He did not eat the flesh, cannible Shistavanen were not common like the rumors stated, most Shistavanen despised fleshling meat, usually. He spat the bloody scraps onto the ground and lept again, his claws seeking to maim the younger boy's foot, his massive jaws headed straight for Kalen's ribs. Tsume did not fight fair, there was no honor in his horrific attacks. He only wanted to win and he would kill for a victory.

 

[Kalen Conner]

It was barely visible but Kalen saw as the beast licked its claw and spat what seemed to be a piece of the orphan on the cold ground. Conner's right hand went to his throbbing left shoulder where his attacker had gotten him. He felt the sticky wet blood on his hand but the young Jedi had no time to nurse his wound. Without any warning the beast lunged at Kalen again. The attack covered the area between his legs and torso which left Kalen nowhere to go but up and over his assailant. The green eyed boy did not escape unscathed, however, as the beast managed to slash open the side of his right leg with its razor sharp claws.

As a result the Padawan's landing was less elegant than intended. What should have been a simple somersault ended up with Kalen dropping into a roll and ending up on his back. Pain filled the mind of the youngster and it would seem the Jedi would find his death by the hands or better described claws of the beast. What made things worst was his landing had been off target due to the monster's slash at his leg and he was just out of reach of his weapon that was lying on the ground. Kalen was defenceless and another attack from the ferocious beast would most probably end the Jedi if he could not moved out of the way in time.

 

[Nevermourn]

Tsume laughed with joy, he could sense the boy's pain, he coulfd sense his own power, feel it rushing through his veins. Suddenly, it shot up his arm and out his outstretched fingers. The mighty force push slammed, unintentionally, into Kalen's weapon. just missing the boy. The lightsaber flew backwards and hurtled toward the thick foliage of the jungle. The Shistavanen gave a sinister smile, his brutal, malicious attacks did not end there. He was only getting started. Once more he lunged at the padawan, brutally sharp claws arching toward the exposed flesh of Kalen's heck.

 

[Kalen Conner]

"What the *******!" the boy yelled out as this creature used the last thing he would have imagined it could: the Force. The monster's telekinetic energy slammed into Kalen and his nearby weapon. The latter of the two being blasted deeper into the jungle directly passed a tree while the former was propelled against what seemed to be the tree itself. Kalen had no time to check as the creature was already on the offensive again. Again it was the razor sharp claws that searched to bring an end to the Padawan's life. The orphan moved to his left, his back still against the bark of the tree, out of line of the beast's left claw and with an intense Force Push of his own Kalen managed to direct the monster's right claw barely passed his neck.

The monster still managed to scratch Kalen's neck, a thin line of blood appearing where the claw had barely touched, and hoped that his deflection and the momentum of the beast itself would have this thing's claw embedded into the tree. Kalen needed the few seconds it could buy him to make his escape. With all his might Kalen pushed upward and away from his assailant using the tree to cover his escape and with a Force enhanced speed made his way deeper into the dense forest in a desperate flight. He needed to hide somewhere and regroup but where the Padawan wondered as he put all his effort in escaping certain death. But it would seem as if fate would have another plan for the boy. His dizziness from blood loss and terrible pain had caused the boy to stumble and fall not too far from where he got smashed into a tree.

The defeated Padawan rolled onto his back and looked up into the sky. The wind had started to pick up and was moving the clouds away thus revealing a brilliant full moon, "What a beautiful night to die." the injured Jedi said softly as he looked in the direction he had came from waiting for the beast to come and end his life.

 

[Nevermourn]

Tsume let out a vicious snarl as his claws bit into the bark of the tree. With a grunt, he tore his claws free, slinging bark into the bushes around him. Prepared for a counter attack, the padawan whirled, only to face a bleeding young boy. The canine stalked toward the padawan and kneeled, pressing a claw to his chest. Then something unpredictable happened. Energy from Tsume surged into the weakening Kalen. Then his wounds slowly began to mend, new flesh wrapping over the bloody gashes. Panting, Tsume pulled away and stared at the boy. He showed no emotion.

 

[Kalen Conner]

As he thought it did not take long for the predator to find him. Kalen knew the monster would not spare him. That the boy did not have the means to escape much less the energy to stand up and fight. He was scared like any boy his age would be. Kalen knew that he would die, "I'll stop stealing cable from my neighbour if you spare me,"[ the young boy said in a pray in his mind, "I promise! I'll stop watching porn too!" he went on but his prays would not be heard that day.

It still came as a surprise, though. The way the beast's claws plunged into his chest causing the young Jedi to scream out in pain. Tears starting to roll down his face as Kalen waited for death's cold embrace to take him away from this world. There was so many things the boy wanted to do still like fly his own Jedi Starfighter and be released from the horrid life of being a virgin. He was being released now but not in the way Kalen had imagined. There was no hot Twi'lek woman, only the terrible beast. No feeling the sun's rays on his skin, only the warm sticky blood oozing out onto it. The was no sandy beach, only the cold damp jungle he found himself in.

The orphan started losing consciousness from blood loss and he felt his body getting colder and colder. Felt his mind drifting away as he struggled to take each breath trying to savour it as if it was a tender beef steak. Funny how we tend to not appreciate the simple action of being able to breath was the last thought the boy had as death pounced on him, "So this is how it feels to die. Nice and warm." the boy thought as he saw the fabled white light people who had near death experiences often talked about.

There was something different, though. Kalen's whole life did not flash before his eyes as so many said it would when death came. The boy opened his eyes again to see a blinding white light coming from his exposed insides. The light was slowly mending his wounds forcing his assailant to remove his claws from Kalen's chest cavity. The beast retreated a few steps panting heavily and looked the boy in his eyes. It would seem the beast had regenerative abilities and somehow it healed Kalen. The boy got up and without a word just walked passed the monster. He was tired and wanted to go home. Hopefully that beast would not attack him again, "Dying once is one time too many." Kalen whispered softly as he made his way out of the damned jungle. He had no questions on why what happened came to be or wanted to remember anything of this night. All he wanted to do was go back to his apartment and watch some porn with the cable connection he stole from his neighbour, As he thought it did not take long for the predator to find him. Kalen knew the monster would not spare him. That the boy did not have the means to escape much less the energy to stand up and fight. He was scared like any boy his age would be. Kalen knew that he would die, "I'll stop stealing cable from my neighbour if you spare me," the young boy said in a pray in his mind, "I promise! I'll stop watching porn too!" he went on but his prays would not be heard that day.

It still came as a surprise, though. The way the beast's claws plunged into his chest causing the young Jedi to scream out in pain. Tears starting to roll down his face as Kalen waited for death's cold embrace to take him away from this world. There was so many things the boy wanted to do still like fly his own Jedi Starfighter and be released from the horrid life of being a virgin. He was being released now but not in the way Kalen had imagined. There was no hot Twi'lek woman, only the terrible beast. No feeling the sun's rays on his skin, only the warm sticky blood oozing out onto it. The was no sandy beach, only the cold damp jungle he found himself in.

The orphan started losing consciousness from blood loss and he felt his body getting colder and colder. Felt his mind drifting away as he struggled to take each breath trying to savour it as if it was a tender beef steak. Funny how we tend to not appreciate the simple action of being able to breath was the last thought the boy had as death pounced on him, "So this is how it feels to die. Nice and warm." the boy thought as he saw the fabled white light people who had near death experiences often talked about.

There was something different, though. Kalen's whole life did not flash before his eyes as so many said it would when death came. The boy opened his eyes again to see a blinding white light coming from his exposed insides. The light was slowly mending his wounds forcing his assailant to remove his claws from Kalen's chest cavity. The beast retreated a few steps panting heavily and looked the boy in his eyes. It would seem the beast had regenerative abilities and somehow it healed Kalen. The boy got up and without a word just walked passed the monster. He was tired and wanted to go home. Hopefully that beast would not attack him again, "Dying once is one time too many." Kalen whispered softly as he made his way out of the damned jungle. He had no questions on why what happened came to be or wanted to remember anything of this night. All he wanted to do was go back to his apartment and watch some porn with the cable connection he stole from his neighbour, "I need to get laid."

 

[Veritas et Lux]

soooo.... Satsujin won, no?