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You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

"The Masters? How would they know that she was here?" It must've been that her presence had been felt by the Sith. He wouldn't consider the alternative that began to nag at the back of his mind. No, she wouldn't fall. She was here to help the Jedi, that's why she disappeared. She would never JOIN the Sith! She was convicted, a follower of the Light through and through. At least, that's what he chose to believe. He would have to investigate later. For now, he had a rather arrogant Sith to deal with.

"Weakness is a matter of perception, isn't it?" He moved to his left as the Sith assailant moved to her right, Yerbol not wanting her to gain any kind of advantage by leaping behind him. The chamber was small, but there was some room between the pillars and behind the actual tomb, but the entranceway was narrow and would have allowed her to leap behind him and deal a killing blow all too easily.

"What you call useless and soft is what has driven your order and your Empire back into the shadows. You know, I've wondered..." He sidestepped to where his lower half was obscured by the crypt.
"How much of your order is left? Surely your 'powerful' Masters are buckling at the pressure the Jedi and the Republic are exhibiting. It's not as if you people work together well. The infighting, the back stabbing...no wonder you would kill Lysa in cold blood. You're scared. You're scared of what's coming, the peace that will come across the galaxy...and I pity you for that. I really do." He was now behind the tomb, stepping back a few feet.
"I would give you a shot at getting out of here alive, but you won't take that chance, will you?" He then threw his lightsaber in front of him, hoping the throw would at least distract her as he leaped above the tomb, grabbing his saber mid jump and delivering an overhead thrust. The force of the blow would send her staggering, but then again, Sith had tricks up their sleeves he would have to be aware of.

Unaware to both of the combatants, the wall across from the entrance was slowly beginning to recede...

Rescue for the ages(Seravee/Freedomliveson)

Ok, just to clarify what happened in my post:

-Yerbol had visions of the "Heralds" and their subsequent eradication by the Sith from the Old Republic era. The knowledge was locked away in the tombs.

-The scrolls contain the history of the Heralds and their downfall as charted out by Sith historians.

I'm thinking this about the Heralds. Let me know what you think:

-The Heralds were an advance part of scouts and diplomats that emerged from Wild Space, "heralding"(eh? eh? xD) the return of the "True Sith".

-The Heralds demanded full control of Korriban and the Empire, proclaiming that their masters were the ones who should decide the fate of the Sith, not "pretenders"

-The Sith killed the Heralds due to the power grab and sealed their knowledge away. Their knowledge is so dangerous to the Sith because it reveals a path in between the Light and the Dark. Essentially, the "True Sith" practiced staying "balanced" and not allowing either light or dark to commandeer their thinking.

What do you think?

Also, forgive me if the quality of ideas are off. I'm feeling horrendous at the moment due to some illicit food poisoning xD

Rescue for the ages(Seravee/Freedomliveson)

"A...door...?" As he rose, he shook his head, trying to clear the thick malaise that had swallowed his mind. The Knight took a step forward, staggering to the left, leaning on one of the stone pillars for support. His vision began to clear up, allowing Yerbol to see the path that had opened up.
"Right...we..keep..goin..." His stride was slow, but steadier than the last couple of moments had proven, giving him the ability to move forward. As the duo walked down the stone hallway, Yerbol heard a grating sound, turning his head to find that the wall had slid back into place, trapping them. He attempted to try and conjure up something witty to ease the tension, but then-

"Fools!" Master Ragnos hissed, his crimson lightsaber coming to life as the others surrounded him. The True, the Heralds, they were the ones who would bring order to a galaxy that needed it and they would restore all-

Yerbol found himself standing next to Leoria, except they weren't in the hallway. Instead, they stood in a room with ancient looking bookshelves, parchment and silk scrolls spilling off of them.

"They knew! They knew of the power and REJECTED IT! Don't you see how they cannot be the descendants of who they claim to be? And yet the Dark Council is allowing them to-

At the very north of the chamber stood a large chunk of stone, easily ten feet in height. On the stone were engraved words, language that Yerbol had never seen before, but felt that it was...bleeding into him. Inviting him to draw in as much knowledge as he could muster, because he knew, he knew what the words said, he knew that...

"The Heralds..." He walked to the stone, tracing his fingers in the indentations, the words glowing a soft orange. The light behind the words began to pulsate, turning to a bright orange-red before he was knocked back, the stone breaking into pieces. In it's wake was an obsidian cube, crimson light emitting from the top and sides.
"That's it...that's what we're here for." He knew. He scooped up it in his hands and he knew.
"This..."

"...will be buried. No one can discover what we found." Master Pall grimaced as he walked away from the pedestal, the triangular object levitating.
"And what if they return?" Master Akilri asked, her dark irises searching his. He stayed silent.

His eyes opened, clarity finally returning to his mind. He felt himself again, but the knowledge he felt he possessed now.
"Ria, the scrolls...what do they say on them?"

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

It's gorgeous! Will get you a reply today :)

Rescue for the ages(Seravee/Freedomliveson)

All sounds great!

Rescue for the ages(Seravee/Freedomliveson)

"Yes you did. If it wasn't for you, we both would've wound up dead." The blade of the lightsaber withdrew back into the hilt, the young Knight clipping the weapon back to his belt before taking a knee to examine their former attackers. It was the same pattern that they found on the bodies outside in terms of the blood on their faces. That didn't necessarily trouble Yerbol as much as the whole "a Republic trooper could shoot lightning out of his hands" bit.
"You know, I've studied how the different tombs on Korriban caused differing effects on those who explored them." He ran his hand over one of the Trooper's eyes, closing them to avoid the dead stare of madness.
"I've read about madness, fear, people being mentally scarred forever, but force powers? That's a new one." Yerbol resumed standing, walking to Leoria and putting both hands on her shoulders.
"Ria, they're at peace now. What they were enduring was worse than probably any kind of anguish we could imagine. Now they can rest." A half smile crossed his face in an attempt to comfort her, squeezing her shoulders gently before turning around to face the hallway where the crazed troopers had emerged from.
"The one that was screaming about 'The Coming of the True'...that sounds familiar-" He wanted to continue his line of reasoning, but was cut off by a flash of bright red light further down the hallway. He motioned for Leoria to follow him, Yerbol slowly proceeding until they reached a large, cavernous room with six pillars arranged in a hexagonal manner. In the center stood a pedestal with a triangular object levitating above it, red light glowing from the edges. As he approached, he could feel something stirring in his chest, a burning, heated anger. An inferno of desire, of passion swept through him, his knees buckling underneath him. He could feel the tendrils of emotion take hold of his entire body, the young Jedi managing to let out:
"Take...the...thing...off that...pedes-" It was then that a sweet, bitter pain gripped his body and mind, a kind of pain that engendered an agonized shout, collapsing to the ground as-

The lightning struck the tombs, dancing across the surface. The Masters stood, clad in the garb of their fathers, cackling in delight as the lightning infused them with the powers of the ancients, they-

Yerbol's eyes opened, slowly.
"What...had...where..." He managed to get to his knees.
"Ria?"

Rescue for the ages(Seravee/Freedomliveson)

Oh no, it's great! Mace Windu had a purple lightsaber, so kudos on the choice xD

Will get you a reply tomorrow :)

All in your head(Omerta/Freedomliveson)

Clark saw a flash of...well, SOMETHING, fly past him into the bank. He could pick up the sounds of fighting from the interior, prompting him to glide into the darkened financial institution and examine the chaos that the robbers had instigated. The main level didn't look too broken in except for some scuffs on the waxed floor, but when he approached the stairs down towards the vault, shouts of agony echoing towards him. Upon reaching the vault, there was...

Super...boy?

He couldn't tell what version of Superboy this was, seeing as there had been several iterations, most of which were based on his own genetics. A couple of clones, an evil twin sent from another dimension, a GOOD, alternative version of him from another dimension and the list went on. Yet, the latest version of Superboy had proven to be the most effective, but he hadn't thought Kon had returned from his adventures on the other side of the globe...if this really was Kon. Clark narrowed his eyes, examining the exterior closely to find that the eyes were different. Instead of the almost charcoal black irises Kon had, this version had golden eyes, very similar to that of the odd, red-haired woman who had stood outside the bank just moments ago.

What on earth was going on?

"Alright, you helped. Great. Now explain who on earth you are and how you're able to mimic Superboy's powers before I throw you into space." The threat was probably unnecessary, but the oddness of the situation prompted a bit more hostility than he normally would have injected.

All in your head(Omerta/Freedomliveson)

Gah, sorry for the delay in response...had a bit of a mental block. Getting you one now!

Rescue for the ages(Seravee/Freedomliveson)

I tried not to be TOO melodramatic, but I figured that being driven insane by a Sith relic would cause pretty drastic reactions xD