"Urgh" Zen moaned, waking in a small square room. He pulled his arms, but he could not move them, He locked to his side, still dazed, he could see his arms where chained up, he looked down... So where his legs. He was practically naked, all he wore was his underwear.
He tried to summon the force- but he could not, something blocked it... he looked around, a strange creature appeared to be climbing on the ceiling, it looked like a lizard, he could not quite think what it was but he did recognize the species.

He could tell he was in a dungeon like chamber, that much was obvious but who... and why?

A light shone into the darkened room. eyes could be see peering into the room, "Like your quarters JEDI!" a husky male voice said.
The door opened, the man was human and built like a mountain, he had an assortment of weapons attached to him via his bandoleer, on his Belt Zen could see his Light saber and on the mans back was Zen's Vibrosword.
"Who are you, Why have you done this?" Zen asked, barely able to speak due to a dry mouth.

The man walked over to Zen, pulling down the four chains, he dragged Zen from the room, "Do not think to use your force powers on this ship Jedi, we have turrets everywhere, monitored all the time".
Zen sensed the man was not lying. He tried to summon the force with what little power he had, he tried to reach out in the force, tried to feel Taves's mind. "Taves.... Hear me...." He said before almost passing out, he knew he could not do any more.

<taves>

The ship flew through the outer rim. Taves had left it on auto pilot, and now it merely drifted. He sat in the common room of the ship, thinking on where to continue his search. "It wasn't the Mandalorians, and Kalin suggests that it wasn't the Sith. Who else would go out of their way to find Jedi?"

Taves got up and walked around the room. He pulled out his lightsaber hilt, using the Force. It now floated in front of him, as he batted ideas back and forth through his mind. "What to do?" In the past, whenever he had needed council, he had meditated and the answer had presented itself. Now it seemed the best possibility. He grabbed his hilt from the air and reattached it to his belt. Then he found a comfortable spot in the middle of the room, crossed his legs, and began to meditate. His mind reached out from where he sat, and soon had stretched itself into the entirety of the ship. It wasn't long before he heard a voice call out to him "Taves... Hear me...." Taves knew that voice. He could feel Zen's presence as it came to him in the ship. It was questionable as to where it was coming from though. Taves reached out himself. "Zen, I hear. Where are you? Who are you being held by?"

As Taves words traveled through the Galaxy, the large guard who was dragging Zen opened a door to a new cell and threw him inside along with a container of consumable bacta. He gave Zen a prod in the side with his foot. "Wake up. You need to get that down your throat. We'll need you healthy. For now..." With that he walked out of the room and sealed the door. Fortunately this room was free of of the strange slug like creatures that had occupied the last chamber.

Zen attempted to take down the Bacta, doing it slowly, he knew this was probably all he would have for a while. As he drank he heard something...
Zen, I hear. Where are you? Who are you being held by?

Zen felt weak he tried to send out a message through the force... though so weak he was not sure it would work. He meditated, trying to sense his surroundings, as he did he felt something familiar... a hyperdrive and an engine.. "A ship" he said a loud.

He attempted to send his message, hoping the meditation had given him a little extra, "Taves... a ship.. i-i im on a ship... a man...much like a bounty hun-" He then fainted, using to much energy...

Taves could feel Zen's strength faltering as his last words reached him. "A man like a bounty hunter?" Taves repeated to himself. The clue was vague, nothing that could be of great help. Taves first went to the controls and started a long range scan for any ships flying around in the area. One thing he knew at least about himself was that he was no adept in telepathy. If the same was true about Zen, then it was possible that the ship that Zen was in wasn't too far from his current position. After this he set about looking through the tapes for any information on Jedi hunting groups. "The betrayal of the Jedi order" Taves read. Having grown up on Coruscant, Taves had heard about this a thousand times. It was merely the slaughter of hundreds of Jedi with the Empire's spin put on it. He skipped through the records to the times after the so called Extermination of the Jedi. He and Zen were living proof to the lie of such claims. "Mandalorian Jedi Hunters" Taves skipped over this as well, and so the search continued for some hours.

While over on the ship where Zen was being held the few hours only yielded another set of trials. Two guards with the strange, slug like creatures draped on their shoulders walked into Zen's cell and picked him up. They then proceeded to drag him through the bowels of the ship, and once they reached the upper floors of the ship opened a door to an office like room. They brought Zen over to the far wall, where there were four built in cuff mechanisms. After Zen was locked in, a thin man clad in black armor walked over to Zen's splayed form. Like the two guards, he also had one of the creatures on his shoulders. He brought up his hand and gave Zen a few slaps on the face. "Wake up my little friend."

Zen awoke, he coughed, a little blood coming from his mouth, though that could be from the slaps.

He lifted his head, The room was full of nice drapes, next to them... heads of creatures that where rare amongst the galaxy. A large reptilian head was above a desk, it was a Krayt Dragon.... they where huge monstrous creatures that hid in the deserts of Tatooine. On the right wall a Rancors head and the left a Nabooian Colow claw fish head.
Between them and the drapes where large amounts of other creature pieces and the rarest weapons one had ever seen.

"Wh-who are y-you?". Zen managed to speak...

The man grinned spreading his arms, "we... well we are the Collectors my Jedi friend and you, well, your another for the collection".
Zen could do nothing, the creatures seemed to block his force abilities. He looked at one of them.

"I see you like our little friends, the ysalamir, quite useful are they not?" The mans arrogance was obvious, he seemed untouchable.

The man continued on. "As you can see by the numerous trophies that hang around this room, I am a hunter. I don't hunt for bounties, no. My needs in regard to money are small. I hunt for sport, nothing more. Throughout the years I have hunted what have been considered the rarest, and most dangerous finds in the Galaxy. All posed a certain aspect of a challenge, but nothing ever sated my lust for a true hunt. It was up until the Clone Wars that this search for a worthy prey continued. However, it was then that my prayers were answered. As I traveled to numerous war torn planets I found that the Jedi, who fought so valiantly in battle, could pose to be the greatest prey ever. It was then that I started this little organization of true hunters, hunters that like myself hunted only for the thrill of capturing the prey. As a result, I turned this ship into a museum full of Jedi. Oh it was quite a sight in the old days. We had Jedi of all species and abilities, of course none of them had the chance to exact their powers on us. However," as he said this he gave Zen a sinister grin. "my men, unlike myself, eventually desired more than the thrill that the hunt provided. So, in order to keep my crew appeased and in line, I had to start pitting my Jedi against terrible beasts. I know, it seems a barbaric thing, and unfortunately even my prized trophies tended to die. Their numbers started to dwindle, and unfortunately we no longer have more than one Jedi with us most of the time, due to their scarcity. That, my friend is where you come into our story. You see, you're next in line for the show. I must say, you weren't the hardest Jedi for us to capture. I can only hope that you pose more of a challenge to the beast you face. Otherwise, I'm afraid my men may prefer a slow torture."

Zen looked up, a tear in his eye, "You hunt Jedi, The Jedi are the ones that will save this galaxy, You would kill them?".

"The galaxy will save itself, Jedi, AND we do not kill.... we collect trophies". The man grinned.

Zen knew there was no hope, but he could not give up, he was a Jedi now, the galaxy depended on the return of the Jedi to save them from the darkness of the empire.
"For someone who hunt Jedi you are not very wise... The Empire is lead by the Sith, surely you know of them. Vader is a DARTH! Darth is a Sith title, do you not realize that the Jedi are needed to defeat him!".

The collector laughed, "you are foolish, none have survived Vader, he alone was responsible for the Great purge, no one has the power of Vader". He said almost manically.

"The Jedi do not need power, we are servants of the force" Zen said, fairly quite, his mouth was drying quickly, If these collectors did fight Jedi, they did not do it fairly.

"Enough of your hooky religions, it is time". The man stood pressing a button on his desk, the shackles opened an Zen fell to the floor, barely able to hold him self up.

It was as Zen fell to the floor, that a man walked into the office. "Sir, there is someone floating around outside who wishes to speak with you." The head collector turned his head and gave the man an inquisitive look. "Very well, I'll put him on in here. The Head then went over to his desk and pushed a button. A screen appeared on the wall behind him. On the screen there was only a head and torso covered in Mandalorian armor. "Greetings, my ship is running low on fuel and I wish to land and fuel." The Head looked at the man on the screen coldly "We don't associate with your kind bounty hunter. I suggest you find another ship, or a planet nearby." The Head was about to hit the disconnect button, before the man on the screen blurted out, "wait... I um see you like Jedi." The Head's hand paused above the button. "Just how would you know that?" "Does it matter?" replied the man. I'm a Mandalorian Jedi Hunter, and I'd be willing to give you all of the information I have on my current assignment. I don't need bounty money as much as I need fuel at the moment."

There was a moment of silence, while the Head contemplated his options. "Very well, you may come aboard and refuel." He then pressed the disconnect button and sent the man who had come in to open the ship.

Over on the ship where the transmission had come from, Taves took off his Mandalorian helmet and put it on the ground next to him. "Phew, well that was nice." He then started the procedure to land inside the Golden Dubloon.

A man from outside the room came in and pulled Zen along, he blacked out for a couple of minutes and woke up again in the corridor, He then remembered where he was and what was happening, "So... am i right t-to say, th-that you collect-ors fight weakened opponents". he managed to say.

The man said nothing, he frowned at Zen and threw him into a room as they turned left off the corridor. Before him was a room with what looked like two bacta containers and an odd looking Gungan doctor.
"Argh yousa bringin meesa Jedi", He pointed to the empty bacta container, "Yousa put him there". The doctor walked over to Zen, injecting him with something.... Zen's eyes began to blur, then he passed out.

As his eyes opened he could see he was in a blue liquid, floating in the Bacta tank, He moved and wriggled but he was not having any luck. Though as he wriggled he realized, he had his strength back, the only problem was, there was still Yaslmir practically everywhere, He did not want to destroy the creatures but he had to get free of their powers.

He could here a muffled sound as the Gungan spoke to the gaurd, "Heesa shall be's readies in few minutes".

As Taves docked inside the Golden Dubloon he wondered the best way to go about getting Zen back. He wasn't strong enough to take on a whole ship of bounty hunters. Stealth and underhanded trickery seemed to be his best bet. He walked down the platform clad in his bounty hunter attire. By some strange mix of suspicion or luck, the head of the Collectors had come to personally observe Taves. He was standing with a heavy guard on a catwalk a little way off from the ship. Taves made a short bow in his direction. "Thank you for your assistance." "Do what you must and deliver the information. That's the only reason you're not floating around in the empty abyss of space right now." Considering the fact that a blaster bolt could have been the alternative response, Taves thought that the two of them were getting along just swimmingly.

Once the refueling process had been completed, a man approached Taves for what information he had promised. Taves had only had a little time to get things together, so he improvised by basically reporting some of his own activity before Naboo. With any luck it would lead them in a circle long enough for Taves and Zen to escape their grasp. Taves handed a data pad to the man and looked up toward The Head. He merely looked back at Taves with a cold expression on his face. "Don't even think of trying to pursue this lead. Otherwise we may have a kill and a capture to carry out." With this statement he began to leave with his bodyguards. "What if I were to hunt this one with you?" The Head gave a short, mocking chuckle. "We don't fight with bounty hunters" he said. "I know" returned Taves. "The real reason I've come here is to join your ranks. I was a Mandalorian Jedi Hunter. I deserted when I realized the purely materialistic drive that was with it. I fight for the hunt." Fortunately before Taves had picked up signs of the ship on his radars, he had heard some obscure mentioning of the group on the tapes. Only enough to know what they would like to hear.

The Head looked down at Taves, obviously liking what he heard. "This sounds very promising. However, we do not allow just anybody to join us. Like your Mandalorians there are tests to prove an individual's worth." Taves was liking what he heard. He hadn't expected things to go anywhere near as well as they were, but then again, he didn't know what the test was yet. "I will do whatever you will." The Head nodded to the man that had taken the data pad. "You will deliver your weapons to him. They will be delivered back to you before your test." Taves unholstered his single KYD-21 and his lightsaber. When the head saw Taves' saber he whispered to himself "very promising indeed." Once Taves had handed over his weapons over he followed the man to a cell like room with a grate above that let light in.

Taves noticed that there was someone else in the cell with him, but before he could call out, his weapons were thrown into the cell along with another saber and a vibro sword. Taves recognized the hilt of the other saber. "Zen?" As he said this there a creak. The floor began to move up, and the grate moved away. Once the platform had reached the ceiling, Taves saw around him two things. Zen alive and well, and a thick jungle area. "JEDI!" a voice rang out as if by loudspeaker. "PREPARE!"

"T-Taves!" Zen said, picking up his things, He activated his lightsaber, its Orange glow shining on his face. "What is this!".

"HAHA" The collectors leader laughed, "You fools, do you not see we knew this one would come for you and we set this up so we could have you both".

The doors again opened, this time, men stepped through, one of them being the one who had taken Zen's things before. Each of them had one of the small animals on their shoulders.

Zen braced himself, he would have to spend this fight with nothing but his lightsaber and Vibroblade.

"I have a bad feeling about this" He looked at Taves..

Taves looked at Zen "Me too." With this he fired two bolts from his pistol. They hit a smaller Bothan collector, first in the abdomen, then in the head, making him do a back flip before he fell dead to the ground. Taves then threw his lightsaber at another collector. His blow impaled him through the head. Taves then reached out and pulled his saber back to his hand just in time to start deflecting the blaster bolts that were sent out toward him. It was odd. It almost seemed to Taves that he wasn't blocking the bolts actively. His instinct drove his saber here and there. However, not even his instinct could keep him from being hit every time. A bolt from a Rodian collector caught him mid block. Taves dropped his blaster and held his arm with his saber hand as he let out a shout of pain.

"TAVES!" Zen yelled, he ignited his saber and jumped in front of Taves, just in time to deflect shots that may of killed him. He continued to block the shots, "Taves, are oyu alright?".

He used his force speed technique, moving as fast as light to block shots, he moved quickly to one of the Twi'lek guards. He came close, slashing the guard across the stomach and then impaling his chest, he realized the yaslmir creatures where blocking his force powers, slowing him to normal speeds. He backed away as the Twi'lek body fell, putting him back into force speed. He tried to get to Taves, the guards just kept coming, "I don't think this will go well my friend".

Taves concentrated through the pain. Zen was right. They weren't going to be able to keep taking on all of the Collectors at this rate. Looking around at his surroundings, he searched for anything that might give them a chance to escape undetected. 'Alright' he thought 'those Collectors are set in a firing line position. Good for there firepower, but...' As he finished this thought, he saw exactly what he needed a few meters away. There was a log that might distract the Collectors long enough to let them get away and rest temporarily. He reached out and lifted the log a few feet into the air. "Good thing those slug things don't block logs" with this said he hurled the log at the group of Collectors. About five were killed instantly. A few others were injured, and the rest were dazed enough that Taves saw their chance. "Zen, come on!" He then set off into the jungle with a burst of Force speed.

OOC: Dude we're in a ships arena, where did the jungle come from ?

OOC: The ship's arena is in the form of a jungle. It's like some contained habitat. I mentioned it in the post when we were first raised into the arena

Zen followed Taves, Using his force speed to dodge shots coming from chasing guards.

"What can we do now, my fellow padawan?" Zen smiled, he still had his lightsaber active, his adrenalin was pumping, he could feel his surroundings, a jungle... but in a ship.

He stopped, now fairly ahead of the collectors, "Taves, i have an idea... we use the trees, hide in them, then jump the collectors, the Yaslmir can block the force but not lightsaber".

Taves gave Zen a grin. Not necessarily out of sadistic pleasure, but from the standpoint that Zen's plan made things a great deal easier. "Alright, lets get ready." Both Jedi ascended into the canopy above. Looking down from his perch, Taves saw a group of about ten Collectors approaching in a clearing underneath them. He looked across where Zen was crouched. 'Guess the first move is mine' he said to himself. Feeling time slow around him, Taves leaped out of his tree toward the Collector at the back. However, due to the large group of Collectors the field of their Ysalimirs canceled out Taves power rather quickly. He then took out the first Collector before jumping back into the trees and nearly dodging the blaster bolts that followed.

Zen grinned at Taves, it was not malice or evil, it was adrenaline.
He dropped down, landing behind one of the Collectors, He landed silently the force allowed that, He moved quickly slashing in a diagonal line, hitting the Yaslmir and killing both it and the Collector... Zen moved quickly blocking a few shots he then went behind a tree, he looked around quickly, he needed something - "Aha" he said. A tree, an old tree, had fallen not far, if he could just summon the force.

He pulled the powers of the force towards him, levitating the tree, he let the collectors stand in shock for a second before throwing it with the force. Killing two of the collectors. He leaped back up the tree, hiding well in the branches, he looked back to Taves and nodded.

While the final three Collectors stared in confusion where Zen had disappeared, Taves took his opportunity to finish things up. He descended from his tree, and shot off toward the three. He took off the first ones head, then impaled the second. The last however he took care not to injure. He made a swipe near his neck, cutting his Ysalimir in two. With this final one gone, Taves felt his connection to the Force coming through clear. When the Collector turned to face Taves, he received a sharp blow to the face. Taves stood over the Collector and deactivated his lightsaber. He then pulled the man into the air above him, half fueled by adrenaline, half the Force. "How do we get out of this arena!?" he demanded in his gravelly interrogation voice. "I-I don't know. We weren't given any means to leave. We j-just were sent in to kill you." "Don't lie to me!" Taves shouted back. "I'm not I swear!" Taves could sense the man's feelings. There was something he wasn't telling him. "Well, I guess I'm gonna have to take off a few things to find out" he lied. He then through the man onto the ground and reactivated his lightsaber. "Please! Wait! Ok, ok." The Collector took out a remote. "Take this back to where we came out and point it at the wall. It should open a passageway out of here." Taves smiled and went back to his normal voice. "Alright, come with us. You're going to be our guide out of this ship." He looked up to where Zen was perched. "Zen, lets get out of here."

Zen looked down, he jumped, landing a few meters ahead of Taves and the collector.
Zen liked the little Remote droid, he liked all droids when he thought about it. But he decided he might take the remote with them once they where done, his engineering experience in the Ithorian star fighters will probably make it easy. he had experience working on MSE droids, how different could they be.

He kept his lightsaber ignited in his hand and his Vibrosword in the other. It made sense, no point dropping guard when there was probably enemies around the corner.

He looked around, he could not see or sense any collectors, but those ysalmir made it allot more difficult.

<tag: Taves>

Taves hung his lightsaber on his belt and pulled out his pistol. "All right get up" he said to the Collector, who rose timidly. With the pistol pressed against the Collector's back and the remote trailing behind them, they began marching. They reached the area in the wall where the Collectors had come in previously. The remote flew up to the door and fired what appeared to be a beam of light at the wall. A slit then appeared down the center of the wall, and widened until in front of them stood an opening to a hallway. "Move" Taves said, nudging his blaster into the Collector's back.

As they proceeded down the hall, Taves unhooked his lightsaber again and placed it in his vacant hand. Taves projected his senses down the hall. The attempt at actually finding a lifeform seemed useless, but better safe than sorry seemed like the best policy. Not to mention, he still sensed some danger lurking in the ship. "Which way?" he said to the Collector in a whisper once they had reached a crossroads. "Y-You need to take a left here after that it should be two rights and an elevator down two floors." "Alright" Taves nodded to Zen, and the group proceeded.

Once they reached the elevator the Collector began to chuckle. "Something funny?" asked Taves. "Goodbye Jedi" he said, chuckling as he did. The hairs on the back of Taves neck stood up. A group of Collectors stood about thirty meters away at the end of the hall opposite them. "Open fire!" said a man in back. Using the Collector as a temporary human shield, Taves activated his lightsaber. "Zen, get in the elevator!" After Zen got in, the remote flying behind him, Taves followed and slammed the button for the hangar.

The two Jedi piled out of the elevator, but before the door had closed Taves made sure to jab his lightsaber into the pulley in the ceiling. "Well, now we're in the clear. Other than by ship, that's the only way in and out of this hangar." "I could not agree more master Jedi." Taves froze. He looked up to see The Head looking down from the catwalks overhead.

(OK, ON WITH THE DARK JEDI!!!)

The one who led this flagship could see the padawans in their attempt to escape the ship. He found it amusing as these novices tried to escape. He jumped down from the catwalk, and landed right in front of them. As he faced them he ignited one lightsaber, pointing it in their direction.

He laughed once more, "Seriously, you didn't think you could escape this place did you?!" He said in a mocking tone. He made a slow step closer, "Maybe you were able to escape my men, but I assure you gentlemen, you won't escape from me!"

He then ignited a second lighsaber, holding one of them to his back and the other right in front of him to defend himself. This Dark Jedi wasn't the most capable with his powers in the Dark Side, but he was most capable with a lightsaber.

"Common, I enjoy a fight once in a while, so what are we waiting for? I'll let you make the next move.... 'Jedi'...." He said in a mocking tone.

Zen held up his blades, the orange lightsaber shone brightly on his Vibrosword.
"May the force be with us, my fellow padawan" He said smiling at Taves, he charged the dark jedi, locking there two blades together, "I may not be as experience with a lightsaber as you... but i might just be a little faster", he summoned the force, using it to give him a powerful burst of speed. He used the speed to slash quickly at the dark one, he wasnt sure but he thought he might of scraped him, other wise the dark jedi kept blocking him.

"How could you have such a lack of care for life" Zen cried, speaking of the jedi 'trophies' he had kept. Zen looked to Taves -"Taves!" He need help, he was training as a healer, the battle was not his strong point.

Taves ran toward the dueling pair. He leaped into the air behind the Dark Jedi and activated his turquoise blade. He sent a flurry of lightsaber attacks at his back which he hoped could get through. Taves felt a feeling that had been unfamiliar to him since he had been a bounty hunter. He was enjoying the thrill and challenge of the fight.

The first padawan who attacked showed he had skills in his speed, but he had to do better than that to defeat the Dark Jedi. Speed might be at his side, but the Dark Jedi also had great knowledge how to use Force speed, though he wasn't familiar with many Force powers. Still he thought that he knew enough to defeat these novices. He parried the attack of the second padawan, making an agressive attack back, swinging the blade to his back and his other diagonally to strike the first padawan's at his chest, to stab right through him.

Zen saw the blade moving toward his chest, he used his speed skill to slash upwards knocking the crimson blade of the dark jedi away from him. He quickly struck the vibroblade toward the dark jedi, following up with his lightsaber. He took a quick glance at Taves, he could sense something different in him, Taves seemed to be excited about battle, but now was not the time to do anything about it.
"You're arrogance will be you're down fall as it always is for the dark jedi and the sith!".

Taves barely dodged the attack, summoning a draining burst of strength and speed to try and get through what seemed inerrant defenses. He finished off his combo of blows with a strong blow to the blade he was held off with in the hope to either disarm his opponent or knock him off balance. He felt his energy being severely sapped as he finished and withdrew a bit.

The Dark Jedi laughed mockingly at Zen, "You call me arrogant while you pathetic fools think you can defeat me? No you are arrogant to think so in the first place. Maybe we are not so different after all..."

Finishing his words he gave a strong Force Push towards Zen, that would made him crash against the wall if he was not going to be able to block it. However the Dark Jedi was too busy fighting Taves to observe the outcome of his Force Push. His crimson blade striked at him at his most vulnerable spots. This would be the end of this padawan for sure. The Dark Jedi doubted he would be able to dodge or deflect his attack.

Zen smashed into the wall, he could feel the pain, but he was able to do something about it, he was a healer - summoning the force he was able to ease the pain. It took a little time, he he hoped Taves was alright, but he had to heal himself up. He then stood, summoning the force so he could literally jump back in. He trusted both blades upwards, locking with the Dark Jedi for a few seconds, but he was able to overpower Zen.
He tried to lock weapons with the dark jedi, hoping it would give Taves a chance to disarm the man, but he seemed to fast in battle. I have a bad feeling about this... he thought

While Zen tried to lock his lightsaber onto the Dark Jedi's lightsaber, the Dark Jedi pushed him back. His ability in Force strength was not that of a novice.

"Nice try, 'Young Padawan'." He said watching Zen with intense eyes, almost forgetting about Taves. He quickly turned around in case he tried another attack as the Dark Jedi decided for him to make the next move, while he easily could have made another attempt to attack himself.

"Don't keep me waiting too long... I don't have all day!" He said mockingly.

Taves looked around at his surroundings. Neither he nor Zen was doing very hot and at this point it seemed like Zen needed a little bit of time to recover more of his strength. It was true that the Dark Jedi was arrogant, even though he wouldn't admit it of himself. Taves glanced up at the catwalks above. 'That could attract his attention away from Zen for a bit.' Taves leaped up to the nearest one, deactivated his lightsaber and crossed his arms while giving the Dark Jedi a smug smile. "Neither do I" was his retort. Taves could only hope that the Dark Jedi would take the bait of a one on one fight

The Dark Jedi sensed a trap, but he didn't care. As he was overconfident as any Dark Jedi or Sith he leaped up.

"I've got a surprise for you..." He said with a sneaky grin.

He connected the two hilts together, forming a double-bladed lightsaber.

"You think you'll surive this? How amusing..."

He didn't attack yet, he just showed some fancy movies to show off what he was capable off with his saber.

"Not many know how to control this baby without getting killed themselves, but I do!" He said referring to his double-bladed lightsaber.

Needless to say, the sight of the double bladed saber made the bottom of Taves stomach drop out, but he reassured himself that if he could buy Zen enough time to heal, or maybe just escape, it would be worth it. This Dark Jedi's arrogance was his weakness, that is what would give Taves the upper hand.

"Petty tricks old man" Taves mocked. He reactivated his lightsaber, and as he did, reached out to a crate that was at the end of the catwalk behind the Dark Jedi. Just as he advanced to duel, he sent the crate flying with enough momentum to reach the spot where the Dark Jedi stood. He hoped that the Dark Jedi wouldn't notice it in time to recover, but he wasn't quite holding his breath about that.

The Dark Jedi turned around and with one swing he split the crater in two. The split crater fell to the ground down below the catwalk.

"Is that all you got, Jedi? You'll have to do better than that..." He said in threatening voice. "Here let's see if you can dodge this..."

The Dark Jedi used the same attack as Taves did, only instead of throwing one crater, he threw an amount of four ones which flew right to Taves coming from all directions, making it almost impossible for him to dodge them.

The futility of his last attack sent a little pulse of anger through Taves. He reached into the deep recesses of his strength, power that he never had been compelled to use before. "NO!!!" he yelled. He raised his arms into the air, holding them out to his left and right. He sent a resistance back toward the four crates that sent a ripple through the air. The crates stopped where they met with it. Then after a few seconds of lingering, fell to the floor below with a crash.

"You...will not harm any more...PEOPLE!!!" Taves concentrated on the area of catwalk that the Dark Jedi stood on and crushed the metal underneath his feet.

"Hehe I just wanted to see your reaction. I shouldn't have warned you... Can't you see, kid? You're just a toy to me... nothing more." The Dark Jedi said mockingly. This padawan learner was no match for him, so he thougth. He really looked down on him. Though he never assumed he was the strongest, he knew he was much stronger than these padawans. One was already almost out of the picture, busy healing himself.

The Dark Jedi swung his lightsaber again in Taves' direction. If Taves was able to block it, he still had the other side of the lightsaber to dodge.

Taves saw the predicament he was in. So instead of blocking one side and dealing with the other, he used a burst of speed to dodge the first side. Then, while the other came flying at him, he used his saber to sever the connection between his side of the catwalk and the Dark Jedi's.

As the next side bore itself down on him, he made a narrow escape of the blade and stepped back. When he felt it safe, he pulled down the side of the catwalk that the Dark Jedi was on in an attempt to throw him off balance. He then charged forward and resumed his attack on his hopefully disoriented enemy.

Zen could see the battle though he was stood, clutching his side, he did not feel confident enough in his strength, he was worried, he could see Taves loosing his temper, emotion was the key to being a Jedi. He Worked on his feeling a little longer.
He could sense Taves's struggles.
He saw the cat walk break and had to jump to the side to avoid debris.

"Remember you're training Taves" He said quietly.

He continued to heal himself, the dark jedi had done well to break his ribs.

He continued to watch, just as Taves launched at the enemy he felt as though he had healed him self well enough.
He Jumped up to cat walk, far behind the Dark Jedi, hoping he would not notice while disoriented by Taves attack.

Just as the catwalk broke down the Dark Jedi lost his lightsaber. It fell down and was out of his reach to call it back with the Force.

"Not bad, young padawan. But if you think a lightsaber is a Dark Jedi's only weapon, then you're greatly mistaken!" He said in fury. He stretched out both of his hands, releasing a huge amount of Force Lightning onto Taves from his fingertip. However he didn't pay attention to Zen who was standing about seven meters behind him.