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<blockquote data-quote="Ankh-Morpork Guard" data-source="post: 1818625" data-attributes="member: 10079"><p><strong>Chapter 15: The Past Influences the Future</strong></p><p></p><p>Akan was still mostly on the defensive, using the lightsaber to ward Shadow back when she got too close. It had become an interesting game of feinting and trying to figure out what exactly the other would do. It was strange, but Akan found himself...enjoying it. Shadow would not hesitate to cut him open, but at the same time, she wasn’t too afraid of his lightsaber. She could reform her arm, but it had obviously caused a great deal of pain and effort. Which was probably the reason she was being so cautious.</p><p> </p><p>With a quick move, Shadow started towards his left side. Akan brought his lightsaber over in front of him to keep her back. She was, however, anticipating this, and pushed off her foot to roll around and under his blade, bringing in a claw towards his stomach. He did his best to pull back and swing the lightsaber around to ward her off, but she was simply too fast. The claws dug deep into his right side and dragged across his side as she moved around behind him. The pain shot up through him, and he gritted his teeth as Akan he followed her move, pivoting around on one foot and slashing across with the saber.</p><p> </p><p>Staying low, Shadow avoided the cut and then pulled back to a safer position. Akan took a step back also, trying to use the Force to calm himself and ignore the pain. He was not a healer, and gave a glance down to the four long marks that dug through the brown jacket he wore. There was red blood seeping out, and he decided it was best to not look to that anymore. When he looked back, Shadow was licking her claws clean, and seemingly enjoying it far too much. Steadying himself, Akan watched as she finished and then watched him with an even more dangerous eye, “Tastes good...”</p><p> </p><p>Oh. Great. If she wasn’t worrying enough before, this just topped it. Not giving him a chance to respond, however, she dove at him again. She moved towards his right side again, and he managed to get the lightsaber up and in front of him in time, which caused Shadow to pull back. He wasn’t going to win this one...but why wasn’t he stopping? This worried him, as he rarely took such risks. But something about Shadow...and the air in general. It was intoxicating really. He may get hurt worse, but in the end he’d be fine...and this was well worth it.</p><p> </p><p>As Akan was bringing his lightsaber back into a more neutral defensive position, Shadow came at him quickly. Surprised by this, he tried spinning the blade around to force her back again. This didn’t work, as she had moved in a way to get his wrists. Shadow pulled his arms up, then kicked him in the stomach. He grunted painfully and his grip loosened on the lightsaber. She twisted his wrists around and pulled his arms to the side, sending the lightsaber off to the ground a good distance away. Once it hit, it deactivated. Of course, Akan only knew this from the sound, as his attention was on Shadow. He managed to kick her in the side, but it did little good as she quickly returned it with a knee to his injured side.</p><p> </p><p>Akan let out a painful yelp but managed to stay up. Too quickly for him to react, Shadow pulled his arms around and flung him face first into the wall. The thud was loud and probably not indicative as to how painful it actually was to hit the solid durasteel. But she only had one hand on his wrists now. Ignoring the pain as best he could(and it was getting much more difficult), Akan twisted one arm free and sent a fist into Shadow’s face. Though he didn’t hit too hard, it sent her back enough to give him a chance. With the small second that was granted to him, he dove across the room towards the lightsaber. He rolled over to it, picking it up and getting to his feet. There were a few red marks on the floor now from where his still bloodied side had hit.</p><p> </p><p>He took no notice of this, and ignited the lightsaber again. Akan’s looked beat up, defeated, and generally terrible, but he held the lightsaber in an effort that made it look like he was fighting for his life. Maybe he was...something deep within him was growing. As he stood there, he could see things he’d only slowly started to allow back into his memory. A situation long ago, much like this one...Coruscant, during the invasion. He and Mare had gotten to the ground, and were moving in to take out one of the control towers that relayed orders to the planetary and orbital batteries. They barely succeeded, but he’d failed at what he felt was his real job. She was killed in the escape after they’d made it into their X-Wings. Akan hadn’t thought to check to make sure the rest of the personnel of the station were gone. She’d died that day because of his oversight.</p><p> </p><p>Once long ago, he’d convinced himself that those actions had earned him death. That was the day Raan Maxwell disappeared, and Akan Tavos came into being. But that wasn’t right...he was still who he’d always been, and made the same mistakes. Shadow could see something in him now, something she’d not seen before. His eyes looked more blank, and his focus had obviously faded. Or rather, changed. Something was more determined and dangerous than before.</p><p> </p><p>A smile crept onto his face, and he spoke in a low voice, “You’re easing up. C’mon...” he motioned towards him with his lightsaber, “Finish this.”</p><p> </p><p>It was the way he said it. If Shadow had known him for longer, the older instincts within her would not have been so quick to take over. She wouldn’t have grinned. But instead, she just allowed herself to react. When he finished his words, Shadow was already moving. Akan brought his lightsaber in a dangerous swing towards her, but she literally jumped over him completely. Once landing behind him, she growled and kicked him to the ground. A moment later, she’d pounced on him, claws digging into Akan’s upper back. He let out a cry of pain, but was pinned and couldn’t move. Then, without thinking at all, Shadow wrapped her claws around his neck and dug them in. Akan’s body shook violently for a moment, and then went still. Blood flowed out across the floor. He no longer moved.</p><p> </p><p>Suddenly, Shadow’s mind caught up with her actions. At first she panicked. He was dead. She’d killed before...many many times. Killing wasn’t any problem. But he’d...he wasn’t...why had he asked her to kill him? Why had she listened?! That human was so...stupid. Yet...yet she couldn’t just leave it at this. Her mind hadn’t even thought of what others would say about Akan being dead like this. Instead, she worried more about herself. A past of cold killing was behind her, and it was no time to return to that. It would never be that time. But he was dead...</p><p> </p><p>Something in her sparked. There was something she could do...but it was dangerous for both and would have to be one immediately. It could already be too late. But...she had to try. Shadow’s mind realized the consequences of what this meant if she went through with it. No longer a single life. Two lives. But this was her fault for not controlling herself. She had to fix it. And she would. Shadow then closed her eyes, and concentrated. Hopefully it would work...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ankh-Morpork Guard, post: 1818625, member: 10079"] [b]Chapter 15: The Past Influences the Future[/b] Akan was still mostly on the defensive, using the lightsaber to ward Shadow back when she got too close. It had become an interesting game of feinting and trying to figure out what exactly the other would do. It was strange, but Akan found himself...enjoying it. Shadow would not hesitate to cut him open, but at the same time, she wasn’t too afraid of his lightsaber. She could reform her arm, but it had obviously caused a great deal of pain and effort. Which was probably the reason she was being so cautious. With a quick move, Shadow started towards his left side. Akan brought his lightsaber over in front of him to keep her back. She was, however, anticipating this, and pushed off her foot to roll around and under his blade, bringing in a claw towards his stomach. He did his best to pull back and swing the lightsaber around to ward her off, but she was simply too fast. The claws dug deep into his right side and dragged across his side as she moved around behind him. The pain shot up through him, and he gritted his teeth as Akan he followed her move, pivoting around on one foot and slashing across with the saber. Staying low, Shadow avoided the cut and then pulled back to a safer position. Akan took a step back also, trying to use the Force to calm himself and ignore the pain. He was not a healer, and gave a glance down to the four long marks that dug through the brown jacket he wore. There was red blood seeping out, and he decided it was best to not look to that anymore. When he looked back, Shadow was licking her claws clean, and seemingly enjoying it far too much. Steadying himself, Akan watched as she finished and then watched him with an even more dangerous eye, “Tastes good...” Oh. Great. If she wasn’t worrying enough before, this just topped it. Not giving him a chance to respond, however, she dove at him again. She moved towards his right side again, and he managed to get the lightsaber up and in front of him in time, which caused Shadow to pull back. He wasn’t going to win this one...but why wasn’t he stopping? This worried him, as he rarely took such risks. But something about Shadow...and the air in general. It was intoxicating really. He may get hurt worse, but in the end he’d be fine...and this was well worth it. As Akan was bringing his lightsaber back into a more neutral defensive position, Shadow came at him quickly. Surprised by this, he tried spinning the blade around to force her back again. This didn’t work, as she had moved in a way to get his wrists. Shadow pulled his arms up, then kicked him in the stomach. He grunted painfully and his grip loosened on the lightsaber. She twisted his wrists around and pulled his arms to the side, sending the lightsaber off to the ground a good distance away. Once it hit, it deactivated. Of course, Akan only knew this from the sound, as his attention was on Shadow. He managed to kick her in the side, but it did little good as she quickly returned it with a knee to his injured side. Akan let out a painful yelp but managed to stay up. Too quickly for him to react, Shadow pulled his arms around and flung him face first into the wall. The thud was loud and probably not indicative as to how painful it actually was to hit the solid durasteel. But she only had one hand on his wrists now. Ignoring the pain as best he could(and it was getting much more difficult), Akan twisted one arm free and sent a fist into Shadow’s face. Though he didn’t hit too hard, it sent her back enough to give him a chance. With the small second that was granted to him, he dove across the room towards the lightsaber. He rolled over to it, picking it up and getting to his feet. There were a few red marks on the floor now from where his still bloodied side had hit. He took no notice of this, and ignited the lightsaber again. Akan’s looked beat up, defeated, and generally terrible, but he held the lightsaber in an effort that made it look like he was fighting for his life. Maybe he was...something deep within him was growing. As he stood there, he could see things he’d only slowly started to allow back into his memory. A situation long ago, much like this one...Coruscant, during the invasion. He and Mare had gotten to the ground, and were moving in to take out one of the control towers that relayed orders to the planetary and orbital batteries. They barely succeeded, but he’d failed at what he felt was his real job. She was killed in the escape after they’d made it into their X-Wings. Akan hadn’t thought to check to make sure the rest of the personnel of the station were gone. She’d died that day because of his oversight. Once long ago, he’d convinced himself that those actions had earned him death. That was the day Raan Maxwell disappeared, and Akan Tavos came into being. But that wasn’t right...he was still who he’d always been, and made the same mistakes. Shadow could see something in him now, something she’d not seen before. His eyes looked more blank, and his focus had obviously faded. Or rather, changed. Something was more determined and dangerous than before. A smile crept onto his face, and he spoke in a low voice, “You’re easing up. C’mon...” he motioned towards him with his lightsaber, “Finish this.” It was the way he said it. If Shadow had known him for longer, the older instincts within her would not have been so quick to take over. She wouldn’t have grinned. But instead, she just allowed herself to react. When he finished his words, Shadow was already moving. Akan brought his lightsaber in a dangerous swing towards her, but she literally jumped over him completely. Once landing behind him, she growled and kicked him to the ground. A moment later, she’d pounced on him, claws digging into Akan’s upper back. He let out a cry of pain, but was pinned and couldn’t move. Then, without thinking at all, Shadow wrapped her claws around his neck and dug them in. Akan’s body shook violently for a moment, and then went still. Blood flowed out across the floor. He no longer moved. Suddenly, Shadow’s mind caught up with her actions. At first she panicked. He was dead. She’d killed before...many many times. Killing wasn’t any problem. But he’d...he wasn’t...why had he asked her to kill him? Why had she listened?! That human was so...stupid. Yet...yet she couldn’t just leave it at this. Her mind hadn’t even thought of what others would say about Akan being dead like this. Instead, she worried more about herself. A past of cold killing was behind her, and it was no time to return to that. It would never be that time. But he was dead... Something in her sparked. There was something she could do...but it was dangerous for both and would have to be one immediately. It could already be too late. But...she had to try. Shadow’s mind realized the consequences of what this meant if she went through with it. No longer a single life. Two lives. But this was her fault for not controlling herself. She had to fix it. And she would. Shadow then closed her eyes, and concentrated. Hopefully it would work... [/QUOTE]
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