Coruscant::Open Your Mind -Training of Nyatha-

[Darth Sicarius]

He stood waiting for the young woman to respond with a question. It seemed that today she did not have the same curiosity as back in the Mansion, but that was no problem to Malas, it would keep her mind more on the training than her own thoughts. Her question was extremely simple and Malas wondered why she even cared. It was not as if it mattered at the moment at least.

"On Coruscant for the moment, we shall see where the force takes us in the future. Now, my turn: Do you know of the force? If so, explain what you do know."

it was the key question that entered in every Sith's training, to know what the force was and exactly how to tap it was a key lessson.

[Nyatha Non]

Nyatha stared around her and shrugged as if she didn’t know the answer to his question. She looked back toward him and raised an eyebrow in curiosity. Nyatha sighed and she crossed her arms lightly against her chest. Her hair continually blows with the wind.

“I don’t know much after I was sent to the Asy-“ she stopped a little bit and she looked down to her shoelaces as if she had said a bad word. “But, before I was sent there I knew at once that I was a force user. Always wanted to be Jedi, but my feelings grew weak and I became depressed. Slowly, I forgot completely of what I did know.”

She looked back up at him and remained quiet. Her voice was soft yet quiet as a whisper. She can hear her self breathe. She spoke in a strange accent, which was clearly unknown since she doesn’t know much of her family’s heritage. She misses them, but doesn’t know why really. Then, she shrugged again and began to walk around for a little bit. The surroundings were completely familiar. The breeze was comforting for her. Shortly after, she would return to where she once was and nodded, as if saying that was all.

[Darth Sicarius]

The breeze that blew over the top of the sky scraper would slowly begin to become harsh. Although a good amount of time was left until it was strong enough to make their cloaks crack in the wind. But as the winds increased slowly over the horizon would begin to appear a small front of dark clouds of a gray hue.

A low grunt would resonate from the inside of his throat before he spoke, he was considering how maybe the approaching clouds and stronger winds could fall into play in Nyatha's training. Only hearing the last part of her speech, he would understand how she had forgotten. She was mentally ill... God knows with what disease but eitherway Malas knew that the young woman doubtebly knew what a set back that was.

"Well... Hm... Damnit." he said outloud, taking a few steps backwards he would spin 180 degrees and lean over the edge of the tower, looking down at the city below. Soon afterwards he would turn around and look at her. "Fine... Now first I must explain this to you, then you may ask once again. The force... You know how to identify it, because you proved that to me at Vjun. But you still do not know what it is. Well, welcome to the club, because noone will ever really know what the force is, although I can give you the closest defenition that I have found through out my life."

"The force, is not physicial or mental, it is beyond us, it is something almost supernatural. To imagine it, form a picture of a room with mist in it, now fill that room with trees and the mist will reach into every crevice and drench everything with the water. Well the force acts like that too, it reaches every single spot and 'drenches' us in it's abilities. But to have a connection to it there are small molecules inside of us, that In my training have zero importance. Now those with a high count of these molecules is able to feel shimmers, almost as if a gentle wave were to be tapping at their minds. That is the present that the Force gave you. The force has many utilities, it can be used as a weapon or as a source of information, I will teach you how to learn, and maybe even Master the more important of the uses. Do you... Understand?"

[Nyatha Non]

She nodded shortly after, but didn’t spoke for the time being. Nyatha could feel the change in the wind as they speak. Another question came to her thoughts. It may sound stupid at first, but it was worth a try.

“But, sir…master…. How was the Force created? Why do we have it?” she asked him curiously. She raised an eyebrow at this thought too.

Nyatha dropped her arms to her sides and placed her small hands in her cloak pockets. She tapped her ankles against one another as she looked up to the gray sky. It looked to her as if it was about to rain again. She could use a bit of rain. She never liked the rain at Vjun for some reason.

[Darth Sicarius]

"As I said only a moment ago, there are things that I cannot explain and that noone will ever be able to tell. Although there are cults that claim to contain that knowledge, most are just false beliefs. You Didn't answer my question: Do you, or do you not, Understand."

It had been so long since Malas was an apprentice, he remembered how when he was still learning the force he may have been of the same age, maybe a bit older, but he had never asked those questions. He had stood silently and tried to suck in every word that his master, Jaith, told him. But those days had been different, it was easier to train, especially when the apprentice and the master were both of high capabilities.

From what Malas could see at this moment, this young woman was very curious and eger to pry at anyones mind to only know the next secret. As they say, Curiosity Killed the Cat. She could only hope it didn't come to that.

Malas leaned back, sending him backward a bit so that he would sit on the edge. With an impatient look on his face, he waited for her answer, hoping that she would not divert the question once again.

[Nyatha Non]

She nodded thoughtfully.

"Sorry-I mean, yes, I do understand fully," she said that with another nod.

Nyatha looked over to him and waited patiently for what would happen next. She really doesn't want to turn arrogant, no, not at all. Yet, she was impatient, nevertheless shy.

Nyatha always lived with a normal family, so she didn't know much. Maybe in the future of her training she'll be able to learn more about the Force. Nyatha nodded, as if saying that was all once again. She sighed slightly to herself, only to show that this was getting quite boring yet interesting to follow.

She looked past his shoulder and then back at him momentarially. "When sha'll my training begin, master?" she asked him curiously.

[Darth Sicarius]

Malas's temper would flare as she once again showed signs of impatience. The force around them would roar, it would begin to be filled with the Dark Taint that Malas contained inside of him. The Sith stood up from where he sat, glaring at her through dark eyes that had instantaneously been filled with a dark rage. His arms would stretch out, and his fists would tighten, and as if the air around Nyatha would begin to push against her entire head with such a stregnth that could easily put a Sithlord on the ground. He tired of her atittude, he tired of her impatience, he was getting tired of her.

Taking a deep breath, his silvery arms would retract slowly, as his arms folded back over his chest, his back would arch back so that he could once again sit on the ledge. It had beeen quite the task to control himself, he had been tempted to destroy her, but he knew that it would be such a loss. Calming himself down, he would look over the edge once again to keep his mind from loosing it. See, Nyatha wasn't the only insane person on that roof.

As he thought of where to start, or how to answer, a cruel smile would begin to crawl over his face. With a dark look on his face his feet would crawl to the ledge on which he rested, placing his heels firmly on the side of the ledge, he tilt his upperbody forward so that soon, his legs would propulse him through the air. Powered by the force he flew over Nyatha, and onto one of the high standing antenas which pertruded from the roof top. Grasping it with one metallic arm, his foot would land on a branch like piece of metal. Now maybe standing 24 feet over Nyatha he yelled to her.

"Nyatha, you want a challenge? The Winds have grown strong, and now you will cross the wire again with your arms behind your back, but the true training will begin when you reach there."

[Nyatha Non]

She had watched Malas long enough and she can feel his hatred through the force. Heck, she wouldn't need the force to do that anyway. Nyatha sighed solemly and remained quiet for the rest of the night. She would only speak when asked and that's what she'll do. As Nyatha felt the force strengthed around her, her eyes twitched in pain. It felt as if someone is forcing their hands on all sides of her head really hard. It also felt as if her head was going to crack by this tremendous force she has never felt before....

She sighed slilently as she too grabbed herself, but wanting the pain to go away though. She gulped down all of the saliva that tried to escape from her mouth. She wanted it to stop desperately, but then again it did.

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Nyatha nodded as he said that she wanted a challenge. She didn't care that the winds were rough, but did care about her life. She looked up to where Malas was now standing. He was pretty far up. The stars are shining brightly up above her. She smiled slightly at them twinkling.

Slowly, she gulped down all of the saliva that tried to escaped from her mouth. She nodded at his comand or more of annoyance to him then a comand. Then, she placed her arms behind her and her hands rested with one another near her waist as if she was going to jail by a policeman. Nyatha then looked toward the wire and stepped on the round flat nail in order to start her walk. She stepped her other foot in front of it like beforehand.

The wind made it a little hard for her as she walked the wire like a trapeze. She tripped a couple of times as the wire wiggled back and forth with the wind. This took at least twenties minutes to finish. To her, it was more likely to be an hour.

So, Nyatha made it to the other side and nodded toward Malas as if she has done it. She stepped on to the platform and placed her arms at her sides while she placed her hands inside of her cloak pockets.

[Darth Sicarius]

As soon as Nyatha stepped off of the cable, Malas's metal fingers would form a circular shape and then slip into his mouth and under his tongue. Blowing as hard as he could, a loud high pitched whistle would ring over the violent winds. It would take a few seconds for the pilot of the freighter to hear the whistle, but in the end he would do what he was ordered to.

The pilot was a 30 year old Twi'Lek who's reptilian skin was colored in a deep red. He had been hired at the asylum as a pilot for transporting clients to and fro, it was the only way he could get money at the moment and the pay was decent. But little did he know, that his life was soon to come to an abrupt end.

The whistle was but a whisper he percieved from the otherside of the transparasteel windshield, but luckily the Warden had already told him what to do when he heard the whistle. Taking off his orangy helmet and bulky headset, he would get out of the pilots chair and make his way towards the cargobay. The cargobay was at teh very back of the ship, and it contained 7 small containers, today his mission was to open 3 of them: Number 2, 3 and 6.

Wondering what was inside of them, he was eger to find out so he made it his duty to pick up the pace and attempt to reach the back as quickly as possible.

When he reached, he stopped and what would have been an eye brow was raised as he heard strange sounds coming from the cargocontainers. Frowning his brow he tried to think what could be doing that, but there was no other way to find out other than opening them. Moving to his right he would approach a console that had a check list of 7 items and 2 small buttons, one that read Open and one that read Close.

As he tapped the second, third and sixth things on the checklist and hit the Open button, he would regret having taken this job.

In a half second 3 of the worse beasts he could think of shot from the large boxes. Although he did not have time to identify them, he knew that he had no choice but to run. But as he took his steps from the console, the one closest to him, a Nighthunter shot out with it's legs out front, claws extended. It's thin long neck was perfectly straight, it's teeth bared with such precision. The Pilot didn't have time to scream when it hit him. Tearnig his throat directly out the beast smashed him against the wall and then began to chew away at it's face, and as soon as he was done with that prey he would lunge for the doors, accomponied by 2 other beasts. A Vornskr, and an Akk Dog.

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On the outside, Malas called through the force to Nyatha. He knew that the pilot was already on his way to open the canisters and soon there would be no time to talk, so he spoke quickly.

"Nyatha, sitting on the ledge close to the cable, is a heavy blaster. Now, you are to be attacked by 3 of the most fierce beasts. The objective is to tame one and calm it's primal extincts by using your will through the force. To do this, talk to it as if it were part of your mind, try and show it out you feel, it is your choice.... The other two though, kill them. Beware, they all can hunt in the force...."

[Nyatha Non]

She was literally shocked at what she saw. But, she didn't understand why the pilot had gone to the back of the freighter in the first place. After that one creature had its first prey, she was to be next. She heard her master through the force and listened carefully. She nodded and ran toward the blaster. Once she picked it up, she took a deep breath. It sure was heavy, but she didn't complain yet her emotions showed it. The three beasts were going to attack her! But, one will live.... and that will be the Vornskr.

As she picked up the blaster and aimed it toward the Nighthunter who was coming close to her she shot it down. It was as if she was already a professional user. The shots are pretty loud and she dislikes the sound, but knowing that she'll have to get used to it soon. One down...two to go...

Next, the second one, an Akk Dog, which was almost right on top of her before she could even shoot. In an instant, she shot the creature down and it rolled off of her feet limply. She gulped and watched as the Vonskr charged at her. Then, slowly she closed her eyes and lowered the blaster at her side. She uses the force to tell the creature that he should remain calm and be with her forever as a companion. At that very last moment, the creature stopped in its tracks and stood there like a statue. She sighed and opened her eyes to see that the creature has stopped chargin at her. She smiled lightly and looked toward Malas, as she nodded her head as if telling him that it was all over.

[Darth Sicarius]

Malas watched as the events unfolded before him. Through the force he felt the horror and agony that the Pilot felt as he was torn to shreads by mighty beast. It was not the most gruesome death Malas could think of, but was definately a terrible one. The scruel gring that he wore only grew in the next few seconds, he was imagining the murder that the beast had just done, how the NightHunter had torn the victims throat from it's neck and easily sent him flying into a wall. Murder, like everythin else, was an art that only a few could master.

Malas's thoughts slowly strayed away from the mass murder it all ended. For some reason he had become lost in his mind, imagining ways to kill, ways to bring harm to his prey. But as soon as the loudest yelp was heard coming from the Akk Dog, it seemed that the wind would come to a stop as if ordered by the Akk dog. With a smile, Malas saw how his apprentice had managed to take control of the most powerful of the three, the Vornskr. Strange though, she had managed to conquer the beast's instincts, it truly proved her potential.

Taking his foot off of the spike he would slide down the tower, rapidly descending he would land on the ground and begin to walk slowly. As if the cable were to be a large platform, he would skillfully walked over it, stepping both quickly and with great precision. Using the force to create an extra surface on it's side, he didn't have to make an effort to cross the large gap in between the buildings.

Stepping off of the ledge, he would stop and a light smile would cross his disfigured face, his gaze would be locked on Nyatha.

"Congratulations. Before we teach you powers, or how to use a lightsaber, we will teach you how to manipulate the mind. Now Name your beast."

[Nyatha Non]

She saw the smile on his face. She never saw him smile like that before. Then, she turned back to look at her very first companion who has sat down to lick his paw. She shrugged lightly, not knowing what to use as a name for the creature. She wasn't really good at naming creatures. The only cliche phrase that came first to her mind was "Nyatha Junior", which is a strange name to have but that is all she could think of. her mind can still picture the pilot's death yet she ain't afraid....

"I only can think of 'Nyatha Junior'" Nyatha said with a small smile and while looking at him too. She nodded. "Nyatha Junior."

[Darth Sicarius]

Malas's smile would grow a bit and a light chuckle would be heard from the inside of his throat, soon growing into a full laugh he smiled widely.

Malas could barely keep himself from bursting into laughter, the name was simply pitiful, but it was what his apprentice wanted to name her new ally.

"Now, as I said this will be your new side kick," he said as he began to pace. Moving his right hand across the lower have of his face he literally wiped the smile off, growing more serious now. "You managed to calm it, and to momentarily control it's instinct: To Hunt you for your adepcy. But, what you felt when you were thinking that, was what it's like to send feelings, a subliminal message through the force. You calmed it, told it to please stop, and it did, but now you must learn to make it ally itself to you without this control. Although it will take a long time to gain it's trust, you will continue this training of the mind so that it knows what you want it to do, and it can tell you what to do. This beast is not like any other, it can use the force too, it can feel into your mind and tell when you are angry or when you are filled with joy, this is why it is a powerful ally. Now, Try and make it run, jump, hope, what ever. But make it quick, as if you were preforming a dance while running, etc."

[Nyatha Non]

She arched an eyebrow at her Master and then she rolled her eyes afterwards. She nodded as she understood him perfectly fine.

Once she closed her eyes rather slowly, the creature looked at her and stood up on its four paws. Nyatha remained still and her new ally made a cry. She told him to perform a dance by jumping, running, etc. And so he did.

Nyatha slightly smiled at her new companion, as she creature turned around to run off and do a couple of flips. Nyatha's eyes suddenly twitched, but then again they remained still once more. Slowly, the creature played an remarkable show. Obviously, she was proud of him.

The creature stopped and jogged up to her. Nyatha opened her eyes and bent down low to the ground to pet/rub his head lightly. This process took at least an hour and a half to accomplish, but it was worth it. She looked up at her master and nodded. She stood up and looked toward him, but not going up to him.

"How was that, master?" Nyatha asked.

[Darth Sicarius]

Malas watched as the beast showed a display of agility and might, running around the roof top, flipping off of the wall and other places, he watched as it's new master stood with pride, following it's everymovement with her mind and with her eyes. Moving forward once again he would stand more or less 4 feet to her left, staring at the beast who approached Malas waited for it to stop and for Nyatha to pet it.

"You now know how to control it, but in a real fight, you would need to know much more than just how to stay still and do that. You would need to just be able to fight and control him at the same time, or let him do his own thing. Now though, we move on with the force."

"As I said the force is a powerful weapon, and there are many ways to control it. Now, as you did with controlling the beast, empty your mind. Now when you feel it is empty, fill it with emotion, hate, anything you can get and imagine grabbin the corpse of the Akk, then just picture it falling off the ledge. You must focus and concentrate all of your energy so that it feels like you are actually doing so."

[Nyatha Non]

Nyatha nodded at what he just said. She didn't disobey him.

Nyatha closed her eyes to erase all of her thoughts. She began to twitch as the mind grew empty, then remained still like before, but not that still. She can feel the emotions and the hate run through her. The thought of the Akk Dog frightened her so, but she did not show that to the world around her. That is weakness. The thoughts of holding the Akk Dog and throwing it off the ledge felt real. This lasted for fifteen minutes at the least. The hatred and the emotions running through her grew stronger yet. With the force and with her eyes closed, she watched as the stunts happened. It felt real. Very real....

Then, her thoughts immediately went to the day she killed the older brother of the foster home she had lived in....Slowly, both of her fists clenced in pain....

[Darth Sicarius]

The beast fell from the sky like a boulder, being over 5 feet in shoulder height and 7 feet long the beast could easily make a crater the size of a sequoia tree trunk. But the carcass's fate was not to land on the ground, but to spread the inevitable disease of death. After a few moments of falling through the sky it's path would cross with that of a skylane, the beast's massive body would crash with that of a speeder. A cloud of fire would come from it and it's passangers would let out a final scream before death continued it's path. Seconds after the explosion the wreckage of the speeder would smash into an office building, the few workers that were still there this late in the night would sit unkowingly as they were crushed by the twisted bits of metal.

Tremors in the force shot from the areas of impact, full of emotions each wave would show what it felt like to die, to be burnt alive. Malas was used to feeling this kind of pain through the force, but how would Nyatha cope? Malas had yet to see if she could withstand pain, and totally forgotten about one of this lessons, but he would make up for it.

[Nyatha Non]

Nyatha wanted to scream, but didn't want to show her fear in front of her master. He would think of her as a weak person instead of a strong one. The force and her thoughts went back to her lesson completely. She relaxes her hands. Slowly, she opened her eyes as if nothing had happen. She looked around her and then at her master. She didn't know whether or not to say anything. Someday, she would like to release her fears and forget about them completely. She sighed solemly to her self and she sat down silently on her knees whilst petting her pet own Vornskr.

She nodded at her master, unsure at why she nodded in the first place though. Nyatha moved her braided hair to her back, since the wind tended to blow her hair everywhere out of mere boredom or that is what Nyatha sees. She stood back up slowly as to regain her strength while keeping her hand on the head of her Vornskr as if to continue to pet it. She tried hard not to feel bad for the innocents that were destroyed in the fire. Silence started to annoy her...but she doesn't know what to say or do now..

Nyatha remained expressionless as she stepped over to her master's right, followed by her new friend. She nodded once more, clearly without a reason.

[Darth Sicarius]

As the weak waves passed through the force, dissapating in a few seconds. He observed his apprentice. Although she attempted to hide it, a steady mind probe would show Malas that she felt the pain of all those who had just died. As her face scrunched from the pain and waves of emotion, Malas watched closely as from her pride she drew the might to withstand the ripples. As she stood strong, and waited for Malas's next instruction he would back up a little bit, maybe 6 feet and stop.

"Now Nyatha, I want you to do the same to me. Attempt to throw me off the ledge, of course I will resist, and you will have to try and use all of your potential."

As Malas said this, a light flame inside of him would ignite as he prepared to feel a lift, a push, or a pull, against him...

[Nyatha Non]

At first, Nyatha looked around her, her eyes looking at her surroundings curiously. After Malas gave her another task, her eyes widen. How in the world could she lift him? She didn't think that Nyatha would be able to lift him. It's impossible...at least in her point of view. She sighed to her self and then nodded as if saying "all right".

With all her might, Nyatha ran up to him, her arms are out ready to grab him and lift him in to the air, like she did with the animals. As soon as she would reached him, she was about ready to push him off the cliff. She continues to push him off and if she succeeds his feet would be sliding and dirt would be rising from beneath them as he slides.

She continues to push, gritting her teeth and waiting.