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Drake drew his newly forged sword as his master unleashed six training droids each equipped with a deadly vibro weapon. Unlike other training droids these were programmed for one purpose. Killing their opponents. Drake grasped the hilt of his sword tightly as the first droid entered the range of his blade. This droid was equipped with a gigantic vibro-axe which it brought down in a vertical chop intent on chopping him in two. Drake thrust his blade into a horizontal block stopping the axe dead. Drake put his right foot back to steady himself, the blow had been much more powerful than he anticipated. Using all his strength he forced the axe up leaving the droid's midsection wide open to attack. But he was unable to take advantage of this opening. Another droid, this one wielding a vibrosword, had managed to get behind him and slashed at his back horizontally. He immediately went into the 4th parry position, his sword behind him to intercept the incoming blow. As soon as the blade connected with his he spun to the right unleashing a devastating spin kick to the midsection of the axe wielding droid knocking him into the other 4 droids. The droid with the vibrosword was now in front of him and he quickly brought his sword in for a zone 3 attack hacking off the droids left arm and imbedding his sword deeply into its midsection with a screech of metal on metal. The wrecked droid fell to the ground and Drake turned his attention to the other 5 which were just now getting back to their feet. Drake separated his blades and used Force speed to sprint towards the remaining droids. The one with the axe fell first as he executed a zone one attack cleaving it in two vertically with his right blade then immediately brought his left blade across it's waist horizontally slicing it in half. As the chunks of metal hit the floor. Drake sidestepped one of the droids attacks and executed a zone 2 attack severing the arm that was holding its blade he then buried his right blade deeply into its chest. He pulled his blade free as the other 3 closed on him. One of the droids swung at him with a horizontal swipe and he blocked using a zone 2 vertical parry at the same time bring his second blade across and lopping its head from its body. Drake put on another burst of speed to get behind the second to last droid and struck with a zone 4 attack cleaving it from right shoulder to left hip from behind. The final droid was about 5 feet away and Drake smirked as it took a step towards him. Grabbing the chain his blades were attached to he swung his right blade towards the last droid. It deflected the attack and advanced towards him but Drake had expected the block to occur using the momentum to spin around and catch the droid in the midsection the blade easily slicing through the droid. As it fell to the ground drake sheathed his blades and returned to his master a smug look on his angled features.

OOC: (sorry been really busy this week havent had time to check on the site in order to speed things up a bit ill opt to make the sabers at a later date) IC: Drake thought for a moment about Lucifer's proposal, it was true that one always needed a backup weapon but he felt confident he would not need one yet. Perhaps he would Make a lightsaber in the future but for now he would stick with his new swords. Turning to Lucifer he informed his master of his decision.

Drake watched his Master leave the Forge shutting the door behind him. Looking around at the lit forge an idea formed in his mind for a blade design. Two swords each one 48 inches long from pommel to sword tip and held together by a three foot length of chain made from the same materials as his new blade, in order to keep from breaking. Nodding to himself he gathered the required materials. Taking various metals the main one being mandalorian iron, Drake threw them together into a smelter melting them down to create the ore for his blades. This process took several hours and caused drake to strip his armor for fear of heat exhaustion from the intense heat of the forge. While he was waiting Drake began to pour over the tomes learning how to imbue his weapon with poisons and Ancient Sith magic While studying these tomes Drake learned he could store more of his energy within the blade making it even more powerful and a devastating weapon but doing so could take years to amass a great wealth of power. This is why the Jedi spent a lot of time searching for these blades; Drake thought to himself, they hold the power of their previous master allowing the wielder to draw on this power to bolster their strength in battle. Drake found what he had been looking for in the tomes and stood. Turning back to the materials Drake quickly found what he was searching for, Terentatek Venom. The Terentatek was a dangerous creature who preyed upon Force sensitives the Jedi had attempted to exterminate them multiple times to no avail they always came back. It’s Claws and tusks where highly venomous and Drake would imbue his weapons with this deadly poison. If whoever he struck with his blades happened to live and escape from his grasp they would likely not make it far without knowledge of healing arts. Using the Knowledge gained from Ludo Kreesh and the tomes Drake added the deadly Terentatek venom to the ore. After the ore had cooled enough, but not too much, Drake moved the molten lump of metal to the nearby anvil. Stretching out his had he used the Force to pull a smithing hammer into his outstretched hand. Using the Force he willed the blade into shape using the hammer, taking care not to go to fast lest he make a mistake and have to restart. With each hammer strike Drake poured all of his rage and pain into his blade as it took its shape he could feel the blade as if it were an extension of himself. After nearly two hours of work the blade was shaped. It had a very thick blade which curved back into the tip of the sword. The blade was still soft and malleable and Drake used this to his advantage using the Force to gently pry the metal apart into two, separate, identical blades. He then quenched the blades in cold water cooling causing the surface of the water to boil angrily with a loud hiss. The blades were not done yet however they were still very brittle in this stage of the process. They had to be tempered which involved slowly heating the blades evenly then quickly cooling them to relive stress fractures in the metal and giving the blade flexibility without the worry of breaking. Sweat was running down Drake’s body now and he wiped his forehead with his arm and continued to temper the blades. This process took twice as long because of the fact that he had two blades to temper. After both blades were tempered Drake finished the hilts allowing the blades to interlock with one another giving the illusion of one blade. He then attached a counter weight to the pommel of each blade the sword was finished but Drake had one more addition to add. He took the remaining ore and fashioned it into a three foot long chain which he then attached to the pommel of each blade. Satisfied with his work he promptly took it to the grinding wheel and sharpened his new weapon. Each blade was rather heavy weighing 15 pounds apiece and was jet black. After he was finished honing the edge of his swords he fashioned a spine sheath from the remaining Terentatek tusks and claws mixing them with various metals and alloys. After this was finished he positioned it so the hilt of his sword would be over his right shoulder allowing quick and easy access the chain was tucked down into the sheath so as not to hang and swing loosely. After his blade was completely finished he placed it in front of him lowering to his knees. Stretching out with the Force Drake engulfed the blade with his own energy and pulled back somewhat surprised. The blade seemed almost alive, drawing on his power again Drake poured his energy into the blade t seemed to glow brighter with all of the energy it absorbed and then returned to its original state but Drake could feel the Power of the Dark side pulsing through it, this blade would be a conduit for his energy and the more powerful he grew the more powerful his swords would become in response to its master but Drake had no doubt if he became weak he would no longer be worthy of wielding it and it would ultimately be the death of him. The last step was to etch various ruins into the metal using a special acid mixed from various ingredients including his own blood. After this task was completed Drake was completely exhausted, he picked his new sword up and sheathed it. Drake then returned to Lucifer to report his success.

Drinking in his Master's words on Sith Swords the more he began to take to the idea of carrying them instead of a lightsaber. His Master also did bring up a fair point, the feeling of a weapon cleaving through flesh and bone opposed to the quick cauterizing effect of a lightsaber. Moreover if his quarry escaped he could leave them mortally wounded and in danger of bleeding to death or even dieing of poison before they could seek medical attention. He had made his decision. "Master I have chosen. I wish to wield Sith Swords," Drake stated an evil grin curling the corners of his mouth.

OOC: sorry i havent posted in a few days been busy IC: Drake opened his mouth slightly then closed it. He had not been aware of the many different choices in the construction of his weapon. He could see the benefits of both the sith sword and the lightsaber. After a moment of quiet contemplation Drake spoke. "Master could you please tell me more about the Sith swords and their unique properties before i decide?" With that the Codru-ji awaited an answer from his Master.

"Yes Master," Drake confirmed, his annoyance at being deprived of a good brawl apparent. He had thought that maybe Ar-Pharazon's surrender was a trick to get the CorSec to lower their guard but he wouldn't have the chance to find out. Drake turned away from the battle and returned to the Black Heart to await his Master's command.

Drake was fairly certain he had not been spotted hiding in the shadow of the alley and was still masking his presence in the Force by way of the Quey'tek technique and decided to activate his stealth generator as well, obscuring him from sight. If a fight was going to break out soon stealth and cunning would be crucial to victory.

Drake nodded stiffly and his lower right hand slipped to his blaster on his belt, slipping into the shadows of the alley to observe the coming confrontation. He and his Master stood a good ways back for Ar-Pharazon but Drake's Codru-Ji hearing allowed him to pick up any words that were exchanged which he would then relay to his master. Unless Lucifer had some super hearing Force trick up his sleeve, he would not hear any hushed tones from the two men. Drake turned his head slightly to the left allowing him to pick up on the conversation. At the same time he nodded slightly to Lucifer letting him know he could hear them.

Drake nodded and implied the technique that his master had taught him what seemed ages ago. He was no master in Quey'tek and he was sure that he could be found if someone was really searching specifically for him but to those simply looking for force sensitive beings he was all but invisible. Then the newly named Darth Muerte fell in step beside his master. Drake had no doubt there would be bloodshed soon and as he walked he checked his weapons thoroughly. He had his two disrupter pistols holstered at his sides and concealed in each of his four gloves was a vibro punch-blade which quickly extended out to a length of eight inches before withdrawing back into its hidden sheathe. A small frown creased Drake's forehead, he should have brought a vibrosword. If a close quarter fight did occur he would have to rely on Teras Kasi, hidden vibro blades, and the Force. Maybe Lucifer will give me a sword when the battle approaches Drake thought to himself. He then pushed such thoughts out of his mind and followed his master quietly .

Drake felt his masters presence on Naboo and he smiled to himself. He quickly rose from his bunk and headed to the cockpit of his ship and picked up his comlink and exited The Black Raven swiftly making his way into the city. He drew on the Force to bolster his muscles and his mind and he shot through the crowded streets. His energy had vanished which meant He didnt wish to be found by any other Force sensitive beings. Instead he got on his comlink and sent him a message. He spotted a body laying in an ally the neck bent at an odd angle, and he moved quickly down the ally. A good distance ahead of him he saw Lucifer moving quietly through the crowd and he followed. As he drew closer he slowed down to a brisk walk and followed Him through an empty ally way still keeping his distance. He had no doubts that Lucifer already knew he was there so he didn't get any closer and didn't announce his presence instead he just followed at a distance while Lucifer would lead him through the crowded streets.

A message from Drake arrives from Naboo for Darth Lucifer.

OOC((3 days)) IC: Drake continued his search over the next few days eventually dropping his stealth in order to better move around the crowded city. No one gave him a second glance he was just another off-worlder in Theed's market. Drake was surprised, there was hardly any crime here. Usually in a large city like Theed you could expect a bit of crime the occasional theft possibly a murder, but it wasn't the case. Drake speculated it could be jedi influence on this planet but he had found no incident of jedi or CorSec involvement anywhere. Drake decided he had seen enough and thought it high time he report back his findings, which he had none, to Lucifer. He exited the city and made the mile long trek back to the Black Raven once inside he inserted the data chip from his recording device into his comms system routing it to Lucifer's ship.

The Black Raven touched down gently near the swamps of Naboo. Drake thought it best to avoid landing in the city seeing as he was on a reconnaissance mission. He powered down the engines and exited his ship looking towards the distant city of Theed which was a few miles away. Drake sighed and began his trek towards the city. Some time later Theed's great walls were in view the main entrance would likely have a few men stationed there to regulate who, or what, entered the capital. Drake smirked as he approached the checkpoint and was pleased to see that the door was open for a group travelers. Drake activated his stealth field generator and concentrated on the Force. Everything seemed to slow down drastically and even though the Gate was now closing Drake knew he could make it with plenty of time to spare. He sprinted forward passing through the gate undetected and relaxed the effects of the speed subsiding. The gate shut behind him with a dull thud and he continued into the crowded city still. Making a point to observe everything Drake ducked into a side ally and pulled a pair of goggles from his pack. They would record everything he saw and heard. He slipped them on and slipped quietly back into the crowds. He was still invisible but that didn't mean intangible and he carefully avoided running into anyone or anything. Drake sighed and went further into the capital in search of Corsec and the jedi.

Drake gasped for breath as Lucifer released him and he sank to the floor massaging his throat. He rose and gave a stiff bow and sped off to the hanger bay. As he fired up the engines he smiled slightly to himself, this job would be a cake walk. As long as he didn't do anything to attract attention to himself unnecessarily he would become lost in Corucsant's crowds in no time at all. With that thought he lifted of Dagobah and set a course for Coruscant.

Drake heard footsteps in the hall heading towards the hanger, Drakes pointed ears twitched slightly, there were 3 people if he hurried he could intercept them. Drake reached out through the force to see if he could identify them. It was Lucifer, Zuko and Calmin. Drake used the Force to speed his movement and he rushed over, skidding to a half in front of Lucifer. He knelt down on one knee and looked straight into the Kiffar's eyes and spoke. "I would request that you trained me in the ways of the Sith once again, I swear to you I will not fail you again. What must I do to prove myself worthy of your training....Master?" For a brief moment his eyes looked past Lucifer at Zuko and Calmin and bitterness and rage welled up in his core, to think they had been chosen over him was an outrage. He fastened his eyes back on Lucifer and awaited his response. If need be he would fight to make his point though he had never fought a Sith he had plenty of experience in close quarters combat and he would cheat if need be to protect his life.