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Aryx yawned as he sat down in the shade next to the slumbering creature. He absentmidly ran his fingers through her long pink hair, starign off into the waist expanse. So much liek the dune see of Tatooine, yet so much diffrent. The smell, the ay the wind moved, the color, and the feelings it put out of ones self. He knew Nini could feel it, better then he could. Her tactics, her speed, her agility, all almost on par with his. Yet, her strategy, whether she intnetialy faught the way she did, was supurb. She had no regard for her own being, allowing her to do things no ones would think of. He recalled how she literly threw her self at the terntatek, gouching out it's eyes allowing him to slit it's throat form the inside. They both moved in unimiginable ways at that time, conpletly syncronized.

He could feel it, he could feel his mind twisting ever so slightly once more. He could not ignore it no matter how hard he tried. A whisper ont he wind spoke to him. It was so odd. Was he begigni to hear what she did? At tha moment the voices, the torent of memories from others whos emotional consciousness refused to let go of this form of existence screamed at him, ear pearcing. He could feel small wet, war trikles of his own blood escape from his noes as his capelaries began to burst. He held his hands to his head struggling, shakking, trying to shut the voices out. It felt like a glass splintering, readying to shatter. They were drowned out by a monsoon of chaotic sound and images. His mind was no longer splintering, it was now breaking. He understood but could not explain.

Although he perhaps could not at the time sense her moving, she had. She sat up quickly, responding instantly to his brainwaves, suddenly eratic and painful, and moved to him. She saw right away that he was bleeding in areas he shouldn't usually, and she smiled. She daintily swept up a fingerful of his running blood and brought it to her lips, tasting more than the metallic twinge. She could taste his power, he could do it and she knew it then. She pulled his head tightly yet gently against her chest, petting his head soothingly and speaking in a voice that echoed etherally.

"Shhhh..... accept it... then it cannot touch you. When you are one with it, it can do no more than merge... you are so strong, do not try to save anything, let it flood your mind and rend it to pieces, the pain will stop as long as you have an anchor. Let go..." She grinned and nuzzled her Master's head, cooing gently to him as she shook, reassuring him of the incomrehensible wonders that lie ahead if he allowed to monsoon to overcome him and shatter his boundaries. To be like her...

Jaden came into the valley of the dark lords, he sensed the sith not to far. Something made him quiver at a thought the dark lords seemd to surrond him. Jaden's pride made him strong and truley powerful..but he had no choice but to keep on moving. He looked as it was dark and the mon was out, it would be midnight in a few hours...and he would be there on schedule.

She grinned widely as he stepped through the threshold of his own mind, "Wonerful! Your head didn't explode!" We must move, things are going to be changing now... She peered deeply into his new eyes, happy to see his change but not understanding exactly what caused it. Perhaps she would one day understand further but thens he cared little. Someone was coming, perhaps a meal, she was quite hungry and knew Master Aryx would see to it that she be fed well...

The hopeful looked to find his master was just coming...had he come to early, or were they late. The stone glowed bright in his arms as his yellow eyes gleemed as the sand blew he looked at the sith and his apprintace and nodded and smiled evily in pride.

He stopped just short of the port town gate to the dock to stare at the hopeful. He smiled lightly as Nini circled him. He knew she was hungry. She would eat soon enough, when they were doen here she would have a feast if she so chose too. He turned his attention to the hopefule. He felt what Nini did. A mistrusting. It was somehtign he could not put his finger on, nore did he care to try to. He took a step forward, the wind still haowled aroudn them, his robe billowing behind him, revealing his full armament of three sabers. Two single that looked as though ther had been grafted spuficicly for a ceremony of some kind, and a third one he had kept hidden this entire time, a double blade. ALong wiht that were a row of grenaes along the back of his belt. Plasma, cuncussion, sonic, adhisive, cryoban, and an insideary; better known as a thermal detonater. He felt there was no use for any of them and at that moment unclasped his belt and tossed it over his shoulder intot he dust cload, leaving only his sabers. "What have you learned hopeful?"

Aryx let out a deep sigh and shook his head. "As predicted" He said to Nini, looking down at her as she continued to slowly circle about him like a tiger ready to pounce. He reached out, gently runing the tips of his gloved fingers over her scalp as she made another round. His gaze then turned back to Jaden, and Aryx released only a small amount of the forc energies he had under his control. He pushed it forward, not like a wall, but more like a water. Penetratign through Jaden's being, simply to show him. "You wish to master this? This power, this force? The very esence of the Force itself? I suggest you think about somethign else, because you will never obtain it."

Aryx knelt down to one knee, he set the palm of his hand atop the crown of Nini's head, he ran his paml gently back and forth as th he were petting a kitten. His cold gaze turned to Jaden once more. "Arrogance, pride. It has been the downfall of every single sith to ever live. There have been a few exception. There are those who intended to fall. To give themselves for the galaxy, or to teach a lesson that will neer be forgotten. These Sith are the ones we should strive to be like. They understood their enemy, and they understood that no matter how much they may hate them they deserved an ammount of respect. To think the force will make you strong, that it will 'set you free' is a fallacy reserved for the weak and feble minded. The Force is inaniment, it chooses no sides, it is incapable of this, neaither light nore dark, it does not make you, you make it. The force we use is the same as the Jedi, the diffrence is it's intended use. They use it to help other help themselves, keepign the weak weak and perhaps a strong will would rise. We use it to keep it form the weak, to keep it form those who can not first learn to help themselves. To this end, it weeds the weak from the strong."

"You intend to use the force for selfish gain. If I were to train you, you would eventualy try to rise agianst me, and I would be forced to slay you. My time and effort in teachign you the way of the Force, our history, our ancestors and brothers and sisters, would have been waisted. You failed my task. You learned nothing. Now move, you are waisting our time."