[center][b][color=7bcdc8]Xeviiy Sinclair[/color]
[color=7ea7d8]Leon Athos[/color][/b]
[b][color=fff200]Cathar[/color][/b][/center]

Xeviiy continued to help the troops with her advance, she saw Aria up ahead and she wanted to rush up along side her and help her, but she knew if she did that then the soldiers she was leading would be cut down, well more of them would be cut down anyways. She soon saw another Jedi leap over to Aria, [i]Who’s she?[/i] Xeviiy pondered in her head as she saw the Zabrak display her combat prowess, both with the force as well as her lightsaber. 

Xeviiy returned her attention to the fight that was on her front, slashing at Mandalorians, cutting their chest or their limbs off, not killing them, her usual restraint returning, she didn’t like having to fight, but at the same time, that hunger in the back of mind was enjoying, something that she was beginning to fear a bit, even if it was just the rush of battle, she knew that not a single part of her was supposed to been enjoying this conflict, but it was.

“Xeviiy, look out!” Anna shouted to the young padawan as a grenade from one of the Mandalorians landed near her, she leapt back best she could, but the blast still managed to partially hit her, sending her back and tumbling into the ground.

She laid motionless for a few seconds, slowly becoming conscious, everything around her was deafened and her ears were ringing, plus her vision was out of focus; her hearing slowly began to come back to her after a few seconds, the sounds around her muffled as she tried to process what was going on. She winced at a pain on the side of her head, gently touching it, she felt a warm, slippery liquid coming from there, right away she could tell it was her blood..

“-vi…-viiy!” A muffled voiced called out.

[i]Huh? Who is that?[/i]

“-viiy...Xeviiy! You have to get up!” The voice called out again, it being clearer this time as her hearing came back to her.

[i]Anna?[/i]

Xeviiy glanced over to where she heard her voice, Anna was attempting to go over to her, but nearby blaster fire was keeping her pined down. “That’s right, I got hit by a grenade...I need to get...back into the fight.” She quietly spoke to herself as she got to her hands and knees, her head injury was still making her feel dazed.

Just as she was about to push off of the ground, a sudden kick knocked her a few inches away and onto her side, she let out a sharp yell as she gripped at her side. She weakly glanced up at who kicked her, one of the Mandalorians had broken off from the group the was being attacked, no doubt trying to earn some honor points.

“Guess it’s my lucky day, here I was thinking I wouldn’t get to kill a Jedi and I get one all to myself,” the man chuckled under his helmet, “don’t worry though, I’ll give you a sporting chance.” He added, Xeviiy feeling the grin just beneath the helmet.

She panted as she turned onto her front, once more getting to her hands and knees, then another kick came to her side once more, a loud cracking noise being heard as the impact broke one of her ribs; she coughed up some blood, just barely holding back her screams, she wouldn’t give this monster the pleasure of hearing her cries of pain.

“Oh you almost had it, come on, try again.” The Mandalorian taunted her, enjoying himself as he watched Xeviiy squirm.

She panted heavily as she pushed herself up until she was resting on her legs, she felt like hell and this was just one battle, what would others be like? She didn’t know if she had the will or endurance to continue on in the war, perhaps going to Cathar was a mistake.

“So, you going to get up small fry?” The Mandalorian asked as he approached her, Xeviiy not saying anything as she kept her head down.

[i]Guess this is it...my end.[/i]

[i]‘No, this scourge must die, not you,’[/i] her inner hunger for conflict spoke to her.

“But...I’m beaten, I can barely move my body,” she spoke aloud, something that made the man before her raise his brow.

[i]‘You have all the strength you need.’[/i]

“No, I don’t, I’m weak, I can’t do this like the others can.”

“You playing a game to try and get out of this or did you finally crack? I wanted a fight with a Jedi, but I guess I’ll have to find another, oh well, at least I’ll have a Jedi kill under my belt, say your prayers while you can.” He said to her as he approached, his vibroblade drawn, ready to strike her down.

[i]‘You are strong, remember when you got here, how killing one of them felt, it was exhilarating, use that feeling’[/i] That primal hunger spoke to her, trying to convince her as the armored warrior approached, placing his blade on Xeviiy’s shoulder.

[i]‘What about what you said to Leon? You said you wouldn’t be a burden or a hindrance,'[/i] It spoke a little more desperately, causing Xeviiy to perk her head up.

“That’s right, I said I wouldn’t...” She trailed off, thinking about what she promised to Leon and then started to shake as she opened herself up to that desire for conflict and killing.

“Well would you look at that, guess Jedi do died scared after all, no need to shiver, your death will be quick,” the warrior chuckled, raising his blade above his head and then sent it crashing down towards Xeviiy.

Her lightsaber that was a few feet away went flying to her hand, igniting as it just managed to block the man’s attack, “Who said I was afraid? I’m shivering because,” she lifted her head up, a wide grin on her face, “I’m excited!” She hit him with a blast from the force, pushing him away to allow her to get to her feet and charge him.

“Guess I’ll get to fight a Jedi after all, bring it you runt!” He shouted back as Xeviiy charged him, the pain in her body dulled as a result of the adrenaline rushing through her body.

Xeviiy wasted no time in getting in close, the Mandalorian already swinging his blade down at her, but missed when she stopped in front of him and then darted to the side, the went in quickly for multiple slashes and then darting away again. He was blocking her attacks currently, but it wasn’t her intention to hit him, not yet anyways, with her rapid movements, she knew it would keep him guessing as to where she would be and he would eventually slip up.

“Stand...still...you brat!” He shouted to Xeviiy who kept up her strategy, it clearly flustering the man as he either tried to defend against rapid slashes or attack her in return only for her to stop short and then leap out of the way.

“What’s wrong? You wanted to fight a Jedi and now you seem to not be having any fun,” she taunted back which only infuriated him more.

His rage getting the better of him made him slash at her more wildly, just what she had wanted him to do, it was even easier to avoid his attacks. She saw her opening when he went to slash behind himself, slashing at his extended up, it slid through the metal and flesh as though it were butter, severing his arm off completely, not giving the man a moment to react as she spun low to the ground, cutting the man’s legs off from under him, toppling him to the ground.

The warrior let out a loud scream as he gripped at the ground, gritting his teeth as the young Miraluka approached him, “Y-You b-bitch, I’ll ki-kill you for that!”

Xeviiy extinguished her blade, satisfied with her work, there’s no way he’d be a threat anymore, now she could get back to Anna and the others.

[i]‘No, not finished, not satisfied,’[/i] that inner hunger spoke to her as she tried to rejoin the fight.

“He’s beaten, no need to kill him,” she responded aloud to the voice.

[i]‘You aren’t satisfied, look at your hand.’[/i]

Xeviiy looked down at her hand holding her saber hilt, it was still shaking like crazy, that hunger she delve into wanting more, “What? But I beat him, I don’t need to kill him,” she responded, trying to hold her hand steady to no avail.

[i]‘Only death can sate us, besides, he’s not worthy of life and if you let him live, he could cause more harm.’[/i]

She seemed to focus more on that, soon remembering her training weeks earlier and how she was told that she would have to kill to keep others safe, the man just a few feet away wasn’t a threat currently, but what if he were to survive? He could kill innocents after the war was over and it would be her fault for not killing him then and there.

She slowly made her way over to the downed Mandalorian, looking at him with a wicked grin on her face, “What d-do you...want, bitch?” He grunted through his pain as he stared up at her.

“You’re right...he can’t be allowed to live.” She then ignited her lightsaber, pointing it down towards the man’s chest, “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure this is nice and painful,” she chuckled as she slowly pushed the blade down, into his body, the metal plating beginning to glow orange as her weapon bore a hole through it, easily piercing through it and then began burning his flesh once it bore through that as well, Xeviiy being sure she didn’t go too fast, he would suffer before he died. The man continued to scream and grunt in agony until finally the blade pierced his heart, instantly silencing him, forever.

Xeviiy removed her blade from the fresh corpse, extinguishing it and then returning it to her belt. She didn’t move for a moment, rather she took in the death this time, looking down at her hands they weren’t shaking like before, but they were still twitching, she didn’t know why, but she was enjoying this feeling, enjoying how she tortured the man and then snuffed out the small flame that was his life. She wanted to be disgusted with herself, hate herself for what she did, but she didn’t, instead she craved more torture, more death, she wanted to make the Mandalorians feel what they made other systems felt when they assaulted them.

“I...can have more of this feeling?”

[i]‘Yes, more of them are up ahead and no one will think it wrong of you for killing them.’[/i]

A thin smile came across Xeviiy’s lips, “And no one would know I’m enjoying myself as I slaughter these beasts, right?”

[i]‘Precisely.’[/i]

“Then what am I waiting for.” Her smile turned into a grin as she made her way back to where the rest of the conflict was taking place. She halted and dropped to a knee however when the pain in her ribs returned, the adrenaline had died down enough for the pain to come rushing back.

She went behind some broken metal from ships that had been shot out of the sky. She couldn’t be out in the open when she healed herself, she’d be too easy a target; she began mending her ribs with the force, it was going to take a bit of time however, between her fatigue and the fact she took longer with larger injuries, she didn’t know when she’d be able to get back into the fight or if she’d have enough energy left to participate in it further.

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Leon gave a slight nod to Alek when he commented about the man he just killed, war wasn’t the place to gloat about kills, not that he would ever do that, sure when he was younger he might have, but now, there was nothing glorious about the bloodshed that was happening between the two sides, it was just senseless, but the Republic had a duty, to protect it’s citizens and end this war as quickly as possible.

He caught a glimpse of Xeviiy and couldn’t help but want to go and assist her with the man that had been assaulting her, but he couldn’t leave Alek nor the other troops, they were being mowed down with this reckless assault and that was with a Jedi, two if you were being generous and included Leon in that. If he left, he was sure Alek would have an almost impossible time pushing through and there would probably be little to none of their troops left, no, for now he had to focus on his objective and hope that Xeviiy survived.

It seemed like their numbers were endless, but they were soon going to break through the wall of enemies and hit the turret post that Aria had mentioned before. Again a glance back and he saw Xeviiy, she had just killed the Mandalorian and was staring at her hands, “I know it’s hard kid, but this is war, you have to persevere through it.” He said quietly to himself, not knowing that she was excited with what she had done, rather than troubled by it.