Malice tried his best to dodge the blue bolt of energy. But the blaster managed to hit him on his left arm. Malice cringed as he could feel the blaster sht alreadystarting to work. Malice quickly put the force to use in fighting back the umbing sensation taing over his arm.

Looking up at the security guard who was both stunned that the sith was still standing, and surprised that his gun went off without him pulling the trigger automatically. Eyeing the guard, the sith lifted up his right hand, the guard soon found he was unable to breathe. Dropping his blaster he reached up and began furously grabbing at the spce infront and on his throat. An invisble force was choking him, closing his thorat shut. In a matter of minutes the guard lay lifeless on the ground.


Turning around Malice headed in the direction the jedi had fled. He would spare those around him...for now. His hatred was set on getting the jedi. He quickly ran after her, his left arm just swinging in the air still a little numb. It would be a while before he regaind full use of it. Malice darted downmany hallways and walkways. The jedi's signature getting stronger and stronger as he neared her. In a matter of minutes, he would be right where she was.

Calm, calm, calm. She had to remain calm.

He was now right above her on a catwalk, and once again her own lightsaber was in her hand, her thumb on the button that would ignite it.

He would soon find her, and Raven had to figure out a way to escape without thinking she left the city entirely.

Glancing down to the seemingly endless drop, an idea formed in her mind.

Well, if one Skywalker could get away with it, why not her, but with a twist?

Taking a deep breathe, she locked the idea in the back of her mind, waiting for her opponent to find her.

Malice continued to run along the catwalk, but stopped suddenly. The force signature of the jedi was really strong now, it was as if he was right over her. Glancing down a sly grin crossed his face when he had spotted her. She was indeed below him, and without a place to go.

Gathering the darkside within him, the sith jumped off the catwalk, Malice centered the force within his legs, also putting it around him to slow his decent. As he touched the ground the knight made hardly any sound. Standing he glared at the jedi.

*Now you have nowhere else to run my dear. It is time to face up to your crimes.....and pay the punishment*

Malice started walking towards Raven, his double bladed white saber ignited on both sides. He knew that with that one guard dead other's were sure to follow. So now, the sith was on a time limit, unless he thought of a way to use the guards to his advantage.

"Crimes?" Raven asked, raising an eyebrow," What I have done is only wrong in your point of view. Others would not consider that as wrong. As for you, I have the last laugh. All they know is that a guard is dead, and you started this fight in the first place. There's two reasons for them to come running."

With that being said, she finnally ignited the blade on her lightsaber, hers also a double-blade, but only igniting one end, the violet light illuminating her face as she held the blade in a simple guard.

"Now, try to catch me - if you can." Raven told him, giving him a slightly amused grin.

Malice let a sadistic smile creep across his face.

*The guards do not bother me, they shall just be more deaths on your hands jedi*


As Raven had given Malice the insentive to attack, the sith did so. Malice ran at Raven, his saber held horizontal infront of him. As he went to make a slash, Malice quickly humbed the side that was about to clash with Raven's off causing the jedi to lose her balance as she went to block. Malice then swept in horizontially from the right with his other still ignited white blade.
If the jedi did not block then she would be cut right in half just above the waist line.

Raven's own violet blade whirred to catch her opponent's blade in time, and quickly kicked him back wards, making him stumble.

"This jedi ain't going down for half-price!" She told him, a smirk appearing on her face.

OOC: Sorry. Forgot about this. LOL, i'l reply to it tomorrow. I'm sick so i do not feel like doing anything. Again i am sorry.

Malice quickly caught his balance, glancing up at the jedi.

*Very funny. Although you wont think it funny once i am feasting on your blood*


Malice attackd once again, slashing high with his right saber and low with his left. always keeping oneside close to him to block an attack. Through the force he could sense the guards had already found their dead comrade and would now be looking for revenge. The scared people showd them the way he had ran. In a matter of moments they would arrive.

"Technically, neither of us can really do that. These blades will certainly cauterize any wounds that we'll give each other. I'd imagine you'd know that one by now." Raven told him, giving him a sacastic grin.

Already she had been pressed back, and ended up on a very thin catwalk which supported barely anything of a particular purpose, which was a dead-end.

She only realized that it was a dead-end when she briefly lost her balance, the slip-up causing her to drop the blade in the endless abyss below her.

Once again, the end for her own life was presenting itself in front of her, and she found little options left.

One, the guards would overwelm the sith long enough for her to get back to stable ground and they would deal with him.

Two, the guards would never make it, and the sith would finnish her off, and the fight was over.

And finnally, an idea that she had thought of earlier, but never even realized that she might go through with in the first place. Perhaps history would repeat itself, with the exception of knowing that this particular sith was not her father, so he wouldn't be able to make that earth-shattering announcement.

And the exception that she still had both her hands, eventhough she just lost her blade.

Malice continued forward, balancing himself on the catwalk. He grinned when the jedi had lost her footing. He stopped in his tracks, keeping his saber up in front of him.

*Ohh poor jedi. It seems you have no where left to go. Now you will atone for your atrocities. You have ruined the family i have strived to keep together. The power i have gained to protect my family, protect them from you murderous jedi. All for nothing......well not quite. our death will compensate for my loss*

Just when Malice was about to strike on the jedi, He heard a voice from behind him. Turning around he saw a handful of guards.


Guard 1: Hold it right there. You are under arrest for the murder of a trooper. Put your weapon down and walk over here nice and slow.

Malice was silent for moment. Then all of a sudden he surprised all around him when he started laughing. Malice turned off his saber and put it down infront of him.

*You stupid fools, do you really think you can stop me. I am a child of the night, a creature of true darkness. And i think it's time you see what i really am. It is time you look into the eyes of pue evil*


Grinning he turned back to look at Raven.

*I am sure you have seen what my sister looks like in her true form, now you shall see what i look like*


Malice began drawing on the darkside. A sphere of black energy quickly formed around the sith. The guards started to fire their bladters, but the bolts just bounced off the shield. Inside they could see a black light evelope Malice. Now, now the sith knight was begining his transformation. And when he was threw, he would kill them all.


Guard 1: Dammit, how do we stop him.

Guard 2: Hold on i know a way.


The second guard pulled out a thermal detonator. He walked forwards standing about 20 feet from the sith on the catwalk, he then placed the thermal detonator down and quickly backe away. The first guard stared at him for a moment, before turning towards the woman and calling to her.

Guard 1: Quickly jedi you must get away. We have placed a thermal detonator by the sith in hopes of getting rid of him. Quickly get to safety. We will not detonate until you give us a signal.


The gurds waited. Nervious and hoping to blow up the sith before he was done doing whatever it was he had started. They all feared th sith and their black arts, such fear was only feeding Malice, addng to his strength.