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[End Game]: Torus Aagare.
Topic Started: Jul 30 2008, 07:29 PM (95 Views)
Kinesis
[Jcm]: Torus Aagare, Amonite.
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The world of Lehon: burning, raging, ruined, war-driven. An unknown attack occurred a standard six months ago, and only reached the Republic now. Everything had been falling apart; temples being demolished, plants withering away, water polluting. Pleas and calls for help were sent out daily, hoping an army or defense would show up, before complete eradication. Blaster fire ravaged the land, missiles tore apart structures; there was little hope. Once news was heard of this, only one item was sent to the planet: The 336th Legion of the New Republic. However, the 336th Legion is better known from the man who commands them, the one who leads them to each victory, one who has been known to settle more conflicts without the use of guns then even Master Obi-Wan "Ben" Kenobi himself: Torus Aagare.

The Grand Master of the Jedi Order took this upon himself to solve this battle. It was his alone, he saw none fit for this event. The Legion was one of the most powerful, being nearly as strong as the 501st Legion, if not stronger. He kept them well fed, well organized, and well produced. They were his family, the ones who he looked out for, and vice versa. Master Aagare knew each of their names, what weapons they carried on them, and the campaigns that they had went on. The Jedi Master spent his own credits, sold his own items, anything that would give them more effectiveness in combat. However, he very rarely bought something new, though the Legion didn't mind, not one bit. Torus salvaged any Imperial Star Destroyer, or any CIS Capital Ship, but there were only two needed for this conflict, he surmised. The two best in his "fleet" were taken to Lehon: Imperial Judgement and Jedi Glory. He had picked terrible names, which everyone laughed at. Torus had agreed that they were pretty awful names, he couldn't name something even if his life depended on it.

A hail of mortar and blaster rounds greeted the oncoming ships. The capital ships met it with equal power, quaking the land and breaking apart any heavy forces below. Another starship, familiar to Torus, arrived out from the edge of the planet. This thought didn't last, as the ship sent waves of ion blasts skimming along the shields. Some narrowly missed the energy grids, but managed to keep strong in the crisis. They would keep two regiments up to run the ships, while another set would drop down to the planet surface, contacting for back up if needed. Master Aagare nodded to the Commanders, Flex (named after his long-time Jedi companion) and Atrix. Flex was known for his harsh battle plans, often slaughtering anything that moved, enemy or not. Atrix was known for his excellent starship tactics, often leading them to a major upset on the opposing side. There was a warm embrace to Atrix, hoping Torus would seem him again. The regiments boarded the LAAT/i, and descended onto the planet surface.

The ride down to the surface was rough, often blaster rounds fired upon the incoming cruisers. It was random, but they always kept their blaster shields up. Each pilot avoided any stray shots, never being shot down. Some of the cruisers managed to get hit, but the clone troopers managed to patch it up quickly before another burst fire came. The dropships touched down on Lehon, guns ablazing. Blasters rang out down like molten rain, pummeling any movement. Torus Aagare kept his Lightsaber aloft with the Force, a blaster rifle in his right hand. He kept his arm missing still, from his duel with the Dark Lord. His attunement to the Force allowed him to keep precise shots. The Clones spread out amongst the rubble, gunships, and nearby hills. Their visors filtered out any obstructions, and their steady hand allowed them to take down enemies quickly and effectively. It was a war to be known, and one Clone dubbed it "The Continuation of Ruusan." Why he named it this, was because if Ruusan had progressed any longer, this is what it would be like: fire raining down from the heavens, ground exploding beneath the feet of those inhabitants. Nothing could survive an eighth battle of Ruusan, only Clones and a worthy Jedi Master.

It lasted for a long time, the sieges were ineffective on both parties. There was a whole month of fighting, no one getting anywhere. Continuous attacks brought out the worst of both, Torus nearly snapping on one of his soldiers if it weren't for his Lightsaber Crystal: Solari. It kept him calm every time he looked at the golden-bronze hue, nearly an imitation of his iris. There was a large temple near the Jedi side, which they used for battle plans. It emitted a dark side aura, everyone noticed it. For some reason, the Clones began to have more twisted minds, ready to fire upon any object they pointed to. Torus kept himself in check, using the ability of the Solari to keep the darkness at bay. They kept any spare equipment tucked away, safe from any greedy hands. Commander Flex positioned himself nearest to the temple, feeling more comfortable around it, something that worried the Grand Master. Occasionally, rogue Droids would attempt to run for the Temple, and the cache. Flex, using his precise accuracy, got them before they reached 100m. Torus noted him for his skills, sometimes being faster than a Vaapad itself. [Reference to Allenus Straife].

Above the planet, it was harsher, and much more brutal. Starfighters and couriers were brought down with a few, well placed ion pulses. Commander Atrix had no luck up there, but always pulled himself out of the bantha fodder when times got dark. For a week, Master Aagare helped solve some of the problems aboard the ship, which they all enjoyed. Torus was known for his battlemind abilities, boosting the morale of his troops. Commander Atrix was resistant to this, for some reason, but he finally told Torus that it was because his morale was always high when the Senior General was around. This made the Jedi Master glad to have him as his Commander. Once he left, Atrix was back in high command, being more improved, in the hopes that he would go down in Republic history. A large assault brought one of the enemy capital ships crashing onto the surface, neutralizing some of the shipyards directly below. Atrix next thought was easily on which ship to go for, the left or right one, and then head above where Torus was, giving him cover fire.

Back on the surface, a frontal assault brought the droids crashing down. General Aagare was known for his powerful strategies, ones that crippled the enemy, or created a large dent in them. Bombing streaks came down one of the weeks, tearing apart much of enemy artillery. This hole let troops run into one of the bases, blowing holes left and right. Each of the troops that exited brought something they found interesting, whether it was a holocron or a crystal, it was something they cherished for the remainder of the battle. Over the next few weeks, they would acquire most of the many temples belongings, feeling a boost in power, averting any siege that came at them. This began to worry Torus, so he tried to lower their morale, but had no effect.

One of the Rakatans approached Torus, questioning his motives. Torus calmly stated to them that he had multiple distress signals. The leaders stared at each other, and spoke in their own language. It was hard to understand them, but Torus comprehended that they had no idea who sent a transmission, they were winning the war, now they are losing. It was told to Torus that their planet was in grave danger, from something in their own language. Torus couldn't make out the word, so he let it slide. The Jedi Master eased their minds, telling them he will take care of it. The Rakatans began to get angry, and stormed away from him. Commander Flex asked permission to fire, but he denied it. It was his last question for General Aagare, one who he valued with the utmost respect. One of the stray blaster fire managed to get over enemy lines, striking the Commander through the head. Torus dropped to his knees, staring at the hole in the helmet. It was the first time he felt alone, Flex was his few friends on the planet. He was quick to contact the other Troops, who pressed harder on their attack. This was a terrible loss, but the mourning process would end quickly.

The final day, the Droids suddenly stopped moving, turning their head to the sky. All the clones imagined they won, so they cheered valiantly, sending burst fire into the air. However, when they stared up also, it was a horrifying sight. Over thirty warships came cruising out from the horizon, from all directions. They circled the two Republic ships, open firing; neither stood a chance. Torus felt this in his heart, and in the Force. It was a crippling blow, no way could they ever come back from that defeat. It was a lost cause, and the troops felt it too, but Torus still tried to keep their morale up. The thirty-two war ships above them locked their cannons onto the surface. In one breath, Torus closed his eyes. When he opened them, everything was gone. There was nothing left, no clones, no fighting, only debris. He stared up, the warships continuing to move around in the sky.

A group of Rakatans came running out from the trees, pulling the Jedi Master into the forest. They told him everything: what they were fighting, who they were fighting, what they knew. He simply stared, absorbing it all into his head. Thousands of years of knowledge never prepared him for this, not once. The Rakatans stared around, sensing something, something terrible. The two older Rakatans tried to convince Torus to come with them, hide, however, he denied. This thing took his friends lives, took away his way home. The Rakatans simply nodded, and scurried off into the forests. It was time for a showdown, one that would be forgotten by holocams and datapads.

Three creatures came out from the shrubs, watching the bronze beam fly out from a metal pipe. It was a curious sight, but not something they haven't seen before. Torus Aagare angled his blade towards the middle, calling him out. It let out a chuckle, shaking his head. The Jedi master glared at it, feeling it in the force. This thing was not Yuuzhan Vong, nor a Jedi. It had an amazingly drawn out Force ability. The raw potential in it could be enough to destroy planets, and each of them had the same amount of power. Torus continued to badger them. They lifted their hands, red blades gleaming out from their palms. These things were not Sith, but Dark Force Users for sure. If they were Sith, they would have attacked him by now. However, a Force Lightning sent Torus to his knees, he couldn't counter fast enough. Two more equally powerful lightning struck him. It was terrifying, thinking this was the end. His body collapsed, falling to the scorched earth.

He awoke. His body was refreshed, the Force flowing through him. Something happened during his brief blank state, no one knows what. The three beings figured he had a revelation, and broke his barrier with the Light, as his Solari Crystal stopped functioning. Torus stood there, shrouded in energy. Whether this was scare trick, or something real was happening, they didn't know. None of them could sense him, it was like he was everywhere, anywhere. This state of 'Oneness' granted the man amazing abilities, one that would end this threat permanently. It was a nod, a sign of communication to them. The Grand Master lifted his hand, and a pulse blew out from it. The three figures collapsed, dead to The Force. Torus Aagare snapped out from his power, dropping to his knees. He was mumbling something, staring forward toward the burned out plain. His Oneness let out a powerful Force Light, tearing away the area before him, for at least one kilometer. It was amazing raw power, something he could possibly never achieve again.

A figure walked out from the destroyed trees, clashed in ancient armour. He stared at Torus, speaking directly to him. Torus sat, listened, and nodded. He got up, and watched the figure. The armour was gold, red, and black; his body tattooed and white. There was not an inch of him that wasn't covered in some way, even his eyes were decorated with what looked like piercings. It was here that the Solari crystal inside the hilt blew apart, compressing itself in the Force, transporting to an unknown region. Torus told the figure that ancient Force Users came out from his Mind, talking to him. It nodded, speaking once more. The Former Grand Master of the Jedi removed his brown, traditional robes, and anything symbolizing the Republic. He felt his body refreshed, removed of all tattoos and toxins in his body. It was an amazing feeling, being freed from so much at one time. Now, garbed in only a casual set of clothing, the two stood, watching the sunset. It was agreed that Torus Aagare would create holocrons, indicating what he knew, how to obtain what he knew, and various objects left by him through the galaxy. Anything that Torus knew, from History to Force Potentials, from Sith to MCC to Jedi, he would put inside his collection of Holocrons. The figure, now standing next to Torus, spoke once more, in perfect Basic.

"Now, you shall know the realness that is the Sith, the corruption and deception of the Jedi and forgotten history, and teachings of the Force. You are now my apprentice, Torus Aagare. Together, the Republic Shall fall, and then built anew in the glory of the True Sith."


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Time for Torus Aagare to serve a greater purpose.
Like I said, I'll be making Holocrons/items possessed by Torus.
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John
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<3
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Ryan
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I r Jesus.
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Sucks to see Torus fall to the Dark Side.
But, hey.
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Go2Force
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[color=Insert your color here]Damn Torus.... Sith overloaded him with power Oh well can't hlep it[/color]
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Sir Prideous
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Darth Ferinus. Darklord of the Sith.
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Every "high" powered charcter has felt to the Darkside.
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Hito
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!!!!!!!!!!!!MY X
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Is this [*] or old?
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Sir Prideous
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Must be old.
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Zen Den'hou
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Sir Prideous
Aug 1 2008, 09:02 PM
Every "high" powered character has felt to the Darkside.

aint that the truth? xD
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Sir Prideous
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Tbh I can't think of anyone who was Jedi Master + / a GOOD EXPERIENCED Knight not like the noobs (Go2force / Gadis-Ravith) who didn't fall to the Darkside for a while.
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Kinesis
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This'll be the gap from old to [*]
Either way, I'm connected to it some how.
Expect good holocrons/devices/advice.
(As well as a few other things)
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Ben Jr
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I enjoyed reading that, x]. (for once)
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Sir Prideous
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BJ
Aug 2 2008, 10:24 AM
I enjoyed reading that, x]. (for once)

You enjoy reading Mary mo cows books.
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Ben Jr
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I do
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xCalvin
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Very very good story.

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BJ
Aug 2 2008, 01:24 PM
I do

Yes I know, why I said it.
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