Darth Malvot Fight Scene

Felucia had once been a beautiful planet. Now it was ravaged by the war, a ruined husk compared to what it once was. The Jedi and Sith continued to struggle however, hoping to claim the planet for it’s strategic value given its proximity to trade and hyperspace routes. Not that either of these things meant anything to Malvot, who was on a cliff observing the battlefield below.

Malvot was here for different reasons. The native felucians that inhabited the far side of the planet. Devastated by war, it would not take much to convert these natives to the dark side. Felucia was also home to some unique and rare herbs, such as Nysillin, a very rare and potent healing herb. Such herbs would serve her alchemical studies and experiments well. Both of these things of course would only happen if the Sith managed to win this battle, and so far they weren’t making much progress.

The Sith warriors were drastically outnumbered by the Triumvirate’s forces. Slazer’s so called warriors were being either sliced or cut down by the jedi and their soldiers. Good, Malvot thought. Maybe then she would have an easier time convincing the rest of the council and Odious to place Felucia under her command and not Slazer’s. To do that though, Malvot would have to find a way to dispatch the Triumvirate’s forces.

Malvot noticed a tank on the battlefield take aim in her direction. She smiled as it fired its cannon at her. The blast flew towards the top of the cliff and tore through an illusion standing where Malvot had been only seconds before. Malvot, laughing, merely pointed her staff at the tank and lifted it into the air. With her free hand she unleashed a barrage of lightning into the tank before hurling it back into the battlefield, taking out a large group of Triumvirate soldiers in the resulting explosion.

Amidst the chaos, Malvot noticed two blades. One green and one blue, both held by a burly Kel Dor Jedi Master. Malvot recognized the master as Boon Kagar, one of the former apprentices of Jedi Blademaster Anoye Ilu. As such he was considered to be one of the Jedi’s finest swordsman. Malvot smiled with anticipation. This would be another good opportunity for her to demonstrate the superiority of sorcery to dueling capabilities, and by association help her establish herself as Slazer’s superior. The Jedi started to stride in her direction and Malvot was ready.

She took two steps forwards and leaped off of the cliff. As she fell she wrapped the dark side of the force around her body. A few seconds and fifteen meters later she hit the ground twenty feat away from Master Kagar, and the Kel Dor began to charge. Malvot rose up from her crouching position, unfazed by the several meters she had just fallen, and extended her staff in front of her. A concentrated bolt of lightning sprung forth from the tip of the staff and flew straight towards the Jedi. Master Kagar crossed his blades and stopped dead in his traps, catching the bolt at the point of intersection before flicking both blades in either direction, deflecting the lightning away from his body.

Malvot with a stunned look on her face extended her free hand and unleashed a barrage of violet lightning against the Kel Dor. Kagar twirled his blades around his body, catching the forks of lightning in the air before they reached him. As the Jedi deflected the lightning, he began to slowly walk towards his assailant.

Malvot broke off the barrage, and pointed her staff at the ground beneath Kagar’s feat, but Kagar was too quick and immediately resumed his charge just as two whispy tendrils of dark energy carved through the space he had occupied a moment ago.

As the Kel Dor reached Malvot’s position, she extended her hand, and the hilt of the Kel Dor’s green blade began to glow with heat. Kagar grimaced behind his mask and cast one of his blades aside before taking up the other in two hands.

Finally, when Kagar came within a meter of Malvot’s body he lifted his lightsaber up and brought the sapphire blade down towards the sorceress with all of his might. Before the blow however, Malvot struck her staff into the ground and a wall of lightning sprung forth and intercepted the Jedi’s blade. The area was instantly bathed in blue and violet light as the Jedi tried to break Malvot’s defense.

After a few seconds, Malvot raised her staff and hurled the Jedi to the ground with a powerful blast of telekinetic force. Malvot did not let up however. She pointed the tip of her staff at the Kel Dor and grinned with delight as his body writhed and convulsed. Finally, unable to withstand her spell any more, the Jedi’s blood burst out of his veins, dousing the area in a red mist.

Malvot looked up from the mutilated blood-soaked corpse crumpled to the ground in front of her and came face to face with a good portion of the Triumvirate’s army. Her little skirmish must have attracted their attention.

As the front lines raised their weapons and began to open fire on her, Malvot surrounded herself with a field of dark energy that siphoned the energy of the blaster bolts away before they even reached her. She then drew the field back inside of herself, absorbing the collected energy into her body, and amplifying it. A second later she unleashed the gathered energy into a powerful force wave that sent the Triumvirate’s army into disarray.

Before the soldiers could regain their composure, Malvot lifted her staff into the air. The staff crackled with energy as lightning swirled around it. She then pointed her staff at a group of soldiers, and suddenly they were enveloped in a vortex of purple lightning that rained down on them from the sky and reduced them to charred corpses.

Malvot slowly swept her staff from the left too the right, and wherever it pointed, the malevolent storm of lightning followed, indiscriminately killing both Jedi and Sith as it carved a path of devastation through the Triumvirate’s forces. She did not let up. She would not let up until they were all dead.

Finally Malvot withdrew her staff as hundreds of soldiers laid dead at her feat. With Malvot pressing from one end and the Sith Army pressing from the other end, the Triumvirate’s forces collapsed, and any who were lucky enough to have evaded Malvot’s storm were soon enveloped in a rain of blaster bolts. But the fight was far from over.
Suddenly a large shadow eclipsed the area, and as Malvot looked up the grin of triumph left her face. Above the Sith forces was a Triumvirate dreadnaught determined to wipe them off the face of the planet.

As the dreadnaught opened fire, the ground was set ablaze with turbolaser rounds and missiles. The Sith forces were sent into complete panic and disarray as the behemoth rained fire from above. The loyalty of a soldier, Malvot thought with a wry grin. Further proof that it takes more than strength of arms, even when wielded by a Sith, to overcome the Jedi. This war could only be won by Sith who truly understood the intricacies and the magnitude of the force.

The landscape was quickly consumed in a flurry of flames and death. Soldiers fell dead around Malvot even as their corpses were consumed by smoldering heat. Malvot was unharmed however. As soon as the first turbolaser charge had hit the ground, she had been ready. With the power of the force on her side, she dispelled the flames long before they reached her.

Malvot glared at the metal beast that loomed above her. It was time.

Each Sith sorcerer had their own specializations be it illusions, overt destruction, ritual or spiritual domination. Malvot had some talent in all of these, but they were not her forte. She was the first to discover how to summon and unleash the energies of the cosmos. This was done through the usage of a few hand gestures.

With the simplicity and the few number of these hand gestures, harnessing cosmic energy was a deceptively challenging task. One had to be intimately familiar with the gestures they used to summon the cosmic energy. One also needed to be a practiced hand at touching such power to move on to the more advanced levels. But most importantly of all, one needed to be deeply immersed in the dark side.

When utilized it manifested itself as a red blazing substance somewhat akin to plasma in form. When channeled into a blast, it burns away the very matter of the target until not even ash is left, before dispersing itself back along the far reaches of the galaxy.

As the trailblazer of this ability, none wielded it before Malvot, and none who she has taught it to have been capable of moving past the third or forth of these gestures. She seemed to hold a natural affinity for such power, being intimate with it to the extent to which lovers are intimate in bed.

With the dreadnaught overhead, Malvot set her staff aside and brought her hands in front of her chest in preparation for the hand gestures. First she clasped her hands together to where her thumb, index finger and middle finger were all pointed up, and her other fingers clasped around the other hand. She felt her presence extend across the vast reaches of space into the cosmos. She could feel the heat of such energy.

She then brought her fingers that were extended upward, down until all of her fingers were clasping each other, and as she did this she could feel some of the cosmic energy converging around her body.

Next she split her hands apart, held both arms horizontally in front of her chest and pressed her hands together to where the fingertips of each hand were touching the palm of the other. With this motion, the cosmic energy that had gathered around her now pressed up against her body. She could feel the cosmic heat, and it enthralled her.

Malvot then slid her hands across one another before wrapping her fingertips around each other. She felt the cosmic energy enter her body as it began to heat up her body. Such a sensation was painful to some, but to Malvot, it was pleasurable and left her wanting more, so she transitioned into the fifth gesture.

Malvot separated her hands once again and brought them back together in a resonating clap. With this clap, she felt the heat of the cosmos collide with her own inner fire, the heat permeating her body mind and soul. By this point she was bordering on the verge ecstasy.

She split her hands apart again for the sixth and final gesture. She turned her palms outward and closed all of her fingers except for her index and middle fingers, leaving them fully extended, before crossing the extended fingers into an X in front of her chest. By this point the cosmic energy was swelling up inside of her. She was experiencing transcendence. It was almost as if she were the apex of the cosmos.

With her fingers crossed into an X, her eyes slipped back into focus as she glared at the behemoth above her. Her glare quickly transformed into a cruel sneer as she extended her arms out towards the vessel, with her fingers still crossed, and released the energy.

Traveling through the point at which her fingers intersected, the cosmic energy and its heat became condensed and focused into a large beam that flew from her fingertips into the dreadnaught above her. The blast tore through the bottom of the ship, wreaking havoc all across the hull, obliterating everything and everyone it touched, until finally it reached and incinerated the reactor of the ship itself. The resulting explosion tore the ship in half and debris was flung all across the landscape.

To protect herself, Malvot crouched down and drew the force into a protective bubble around herself until the ship was completely destroyed and dispersed across the battlefield.

Malvot slowly stood up shuddering from the magnitude of such an exertion, her body suddenly feeling cold in the absence of such glorious heat. As she rose she felt a wave of exhaustion sweep over her and realized her body was drenched in cold sweat.

She then turned to her left and noticed her staff suspended in thin air, almost as if it was waiting to return to its master’s hand in which case it would very soon be obliged. Malvot extended her left hand out and called her staff back into it.

Malvot then hoisted the staff above her head where she held it up triumphantly for a few seconds. Then she jabbed the bottom of the staff into the ground with a loud boom that resonated across the entire planet. It was a signal; this world was hers now.

very cool. I enjoyed this

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