Keiran

Keiran made his way through hyperspace, hot on the trail of Gabrial Zion, using the tracker he planted on the man's proton torpedo. Keiran made sure his hyperspace trajectories were not tracked and that no ship planted any tracking beacons on his own ship.

Keiran strided to the Strife IV and sat down beside Onderin in the pilots seat. "Thank you for filling the armoury, now off to Coruscant we go" The Strife IV took off and jumped into hyperspace

"Find the rebellion? If their ability to stay hidden is as good as it is made out to be, then it will be a difficult task. However we'll try my best." Keiran turned to Onderin "Prep the Strife IV for takeoff, and restock the armoury on board. After Hoth my weapons locker was slightly depleated." As Onderin walked off to complete his tasks, Keiran turned back to Tares. "Master Tares, there is one more thing I must speak to you about..." Keiran went silent and reached out to Tares through the force. Keiran reached Tares' mind and formed a strong bond between his mind and Keiran's. Keiran planted a message in his mind, making it impossible for anybody else to hear or eavesdrop , whether they were a force user or not. "Master Tares... my new ship... the Strife IV... it's previous owner was the sith lord Jareth. I'm not sure if you realize the full potential of how amazing this fact is, and if you do, then please stay silent about it. I'm telling you this because if I fall and the Strife IV survives, then you must locate it and keep it safe. Even if you don't understand it's potential, you must still do this favor, not for me, but for the jedi." Keiran looked Tares in the eye as he waited for a "silent" response.

Keiran smirked once more. "Love? No, too young, and I'm generally not looking for it. However like you, lust has come and gone multiple times. As a matter of fact there was this one dancer at Whyl the Hutt's palace during my bounty hunter days. Perfect thighs... Gorgeous face..." Keiran trailed off, then realized he was ranting and shook his head. "Anyways, I wished to inform you of my rebirth after my death. Me and Jareth met in a seperate dimension of sorts, we discussed and explored the force in ways not possible for the living. I feel like a whole new jedi now, and I plan to bring my new insights out in my work. Onderin and I completed his basic saber training at my penthouse on Coruscant. We then returned to Hoth, not sure of where the jedi had relocated to. We found a 500m radius circle of devestation. There was no snow in this circle, it was all melted, by imperial bombardment. I found a survivor of the barrage who informed me that the imperials had infiltrated the research lab. The survivor did not know what type of research the lab specialized in but he did tell me of our new base here on Manaan. Unfortunately, the survivor wanted die in peace, so we let him be and came here. Onderin has completed his basic saber training, and I feel the next step in his training is to progress to the real world. If you have any assignments you wish completed, please, tell me of it and we will do our best to complete it. Real world experience is what Onderin needs now."

The Strife IV exited hyperspace over the water planet Manaan. Keiran ran a scan of the water and detected nothing. He then reached out with the force and felt the massive presence of a large gathering of powerful force users. "We've found them, Onderin." Keiran skimmed the Strife IV over the water and saw the surfaced form of the Vigilance. Keiran dove into the hangar bay and set the sith infiltrator down, hard. The exit ramp extended and Keiran walked out with Onderin in tow. Keiran looked out among the jedi once more. "It has been too long, Onderin. Death and the realm me and Jareth resided in can make time seem very stretched. Now go and converse with the other jedi, I must report to Tares." Keiran walked off, searching for Tares. He found the jedi master conversing with Skye Organa, he barely heard her last question, Keiran smirked at the thought. Keiran stood off to the side with his hands clasped behind his back as he waited for Tares to give him permission to speak.

Keiran nodded "Yes it is" Keiran stood up and left the arena, headed to the armory, searching for a replacement bio-engineered hand to replace the mechanical one that Ben'a had just cut off. "First DJK cuts it off, now Ben'a, next who will cut it? Me?"

Keiran saw Ben'a charge at him with a newfound energy. Keiran stood ready, eyeing the glowing eyes of Ben'a as the distance between them closed rapidly. When Ben'a was barely a meter in front of Keiran, he held his open palm in front of him and used the force to push Ben'a back. Ben'a flew back a meter and landed on his back, but was soon gettin gup already. Keiran rotated his saber in his hand and held it pointed down like a dagger. Keiran leaped forward and came down, digging his saber into Ben'a's thigh. Keiran kneeled over Ben'a, twisiting his saber back and forth, burning Ben'a's thigh. "We will finish this NOW!!!"

Keiran stood, panting with his saber in hand. "You have learned the art of the saber well my former apprentice..." Keiran threw his saber at Ben'a, allowing it to lance forward, blade first. Although Keiran had lost his grip of the saber with his hand, he kept an unbreakable grip on it through the force, aiming it straight for Ben'a's head. "However you forget who taught you that art" Keiran charged after the saber and dove kicked at Ben'a's shins...

Wrong alias

Keiran got up and opened himself to the force again, he sensed nothing of Ben'a. "Suprise, suprise" "You know, Ben'a, you need to get a little more creative..." Keiran allowed the force to come straight at him, he allowed it to bottle up inside his body. He dropped to one knee and placed one hand on the sand as the force continued to enter his body, overwhelming him. Eventually, he couldn't take it, the expelled the force in a brilliant push of the force, sand all around him flew away from Keiran, leaving an "eye of the storm" in the sandstorm where Keiran was. He continued to push out until the "eye" contained Ben'a and Keiran together. He turned to Ben'a and stood again, holding his saber in a defensive stance as the sandstorm continued just outside of them. "Enough time in the sandbox Ben'a, let's finish this"

Keiran gritted his teeth as a cloud of sand surrounded him. "Nice try Ben'a" Keiran smiled and opened himself fully to the force, he felt Ben'a surging at him with speeds assisted by the force, Keiran once again waited for the oppurtune moment. "Wait...wait...wait...THERE!" When Ben'a was barely a meter in front of Keiran, Keiran disconnected himself fully from the force, confusing Ben'a since all visibility of Keiran was lost whether it be using his eyes or the force. Keiran slipped to the right and stuck his foot out, causing Ben'a to trip and hit the sand face-first. Keiran brought his saber around and paced around Ben'a's fallen form from a distance of 2 meters. "You're sloppy Ben'a"

Keiran held his saber is a defensive posture when he saw Ben'a throw his saber but then Ben'a ran after it and jumped. "Damn..." Keiran deactivated his saber and clipped it to his belt, he looked up at the airborne Ben'a and waited as he opened himself to the force, keeping tabs on both Ben'a and his saber. "Wait...wait...wait...THERE!" Keiran felt the proper moment through the force and reached his hands up at Ben'a. He grabbed onto Ben'a's tunic and pulled, at the same time he pushed his feet up and jumped. With Ben'a being pulled down and Keiran jumping up the two were about to switch spots. When Ben'a and Keiran were level in mid-air, Keiran let go of Ben'a and tucked his legs into his chest. He then fully extended them and kicked off of Ben'a's back, giving himself extra air time, with assistance from the force, as Ben'a headed directly for the ground and his own flying saber.

Keiran smiled "Excellent" Keiran pulled his robe back and grabbed his saber off his belt without any assistance from the force. "I thought I told you to only use the force when neccessary" Keiran pressed the activation switch on the hilt and his white blade lanced out of the hilt and fully extended. Keiran saluted Ben'a with his saber then began jogging forward, he began speeding up and soon was travelling towards Ben'a at an inhuman speed through the force. At the peak of his speed, Keiran dove forward and rolled forward, he came out of the roll on one knee, jabbing his saber straight forward toward's Ben'a's exposed stomach.

Keiran walked into the blood flooded arena and stood, hood over his head and saber clipped to his belt. He bellowed out from below his hood. "BEN'A SOLO!!! I HAVE COME TO SEE IF MY TRAINING HAS MADE ANY PROGRESS WITH YOU!!!"

The sleek Strife III cruised through hyperspace effortlessly through hyperspace, headed for Hoth. Keiran was at the controls playing on the dejarik board simulator as Ben'a slept.

Keiran smiled "Time to go..." He left Ben'a to his sleep and proceeded to DJK and his own padawan "Master DJK, Ben'a and I are done what we came here to do, Ben'a is now the newest jedi knight to grace the ranks of the jedi. We are going to head back to hoth, maybe you'll bring your padawan to hoth with you as well? Either way, I must take my leave." Keiran bowed to both DJK and Umbra and walked back to the sleeping Ben'a. Keiran double-tapped his belt buckle, activating the Strife III's recall function. Keiran heard a soft hum in the jungle and looked up to see the beautiful sight of a sith infiltrator descending into a nearby clearing. Keiran turned to Ben'a, he extended his hand and opened himself to the force. Careful not to wake the man, Keiran levitated his body and slowly moved him to the Strife III as Keiran walked behind him. After settling him down in the sleeping quarters, Keiran proceeded to the cockpit and lifted the ship off. He blasted off into space and progressed into hyperspace soon after.

Keiran smiled as he watched Ben'a meditate. "He's truly learned all there is I can teach him... Except one thing..." Keiran yelled out at Ben'a, 10 meters above him. "Congratulations Ben'a, you have learned much in the force, this is not what I had expected you to do during your trials yet I understand why you do it. I'm sure you understand why I landed in the jungles of Naboo instead of the civilized cities..." Keiran turned his back to Ben'a and spread his arms "The living force is strongest where there is life!" Keiran raised his hands over his head and brought them down quickly, sending a mass force message throughout the jungle. "Fly!" Hundreds, thousands, no, millions of birds, mynocks, butterflies and various other insects leaped out of there homes and flew into the air, breaking the canopy of the jungle, soaring in a beautiful group. The sight was invisible to Keiran however, being so low in the jungle. He turned back to Ben'a. "You have done well my young padawan. You are among the select few that understand that not all jedi solve their problems through combat. I am proud" Keiran began walking towards the tree Ben'a was perched in. "It has been my pleasure being your master, and I wish to thank you for being such a successful apprentice. I now grant you the rank of jedi knight!" Keiran stopped at the tree trunk of Ben'a's tree "However there is one last lesson I must teach you" Keiran ignited his lightsaber and tapped into the force, however he tapped into a side of him that he rarely accessed. Keiran drew upon the anger, hatred and greed he had experienced during his mercenary days, he let the feelings flow through his veins, speeding his blood, speeding his heart, increasing his reflexes. Keiran drew his saber back and sliced through the 2 meter wide tree trunk in one, quick, effortless slice. His saber hung from his forearm on the otherside of the now-cut tree trunk, his veigns popping. Keiran looked up at Ben'a. "Not all force users are as congratulatory at pasifistic views as I." Keiran nudged the tree, slightly, through the force, providing the tree with the push it needed. The massive tree gathered momentum and slammed into the ground, sending Ben'a flying 10 meters into the mud as well. Keiran sighed let go of himself, allowing the anger, hate and greed to leave him once more, cleansing his mind. He then proceeded to Ben'a's broken body and helped the man up. "One mistake I have made during your training, which I will forever regret, is not exposing you to the evils of the sith. I have tried to simulate what a sith will be like, I hope you take that state of mind to your heart. Never allow those feelings to run through you, no matter what, the sith will always use those feelings against you. They will attempt to draw you into those feelings, but you know better, resist."

Keiran smiled as he parried Ben'a's blows, inch by inch, Keiran backed up. "You've learned the art of the lightsaber well Ben'a, I'm proud" Keiran continued to back up, only blocking to prevent personal injury, then, when Keiran sensed he was nearing the trunk of another tree, Keiran reached into the minds of the mynocks behind Ben'a. "He destroyed your home..." Enraged, the Mynocks dove at Ben'a from behind with a hidden anger, the pair slammed into Ben'a's head, sending him face-first into the mud, Keiran then reached into the mynock's minds once more. "Halt" The mynocks flew to an upper branch and landed, perched, they observed Ben'a. Keiran held his saber in a defensive stance and continued. "However Ben'a, never forget about what is around you"

Keiran spit out leaves from his mouth and stood on one knee, he began looking around again. "Dissapeared once more... he's quite good at that" Keiran closed his eyes and expanded his sphere of responsibility in the force. "Nowhere around..." Keiran expanded his sphere to a full kilometer and noticed the only humans around were DJK and his padawan a long way away. "Interesting, geuss I'll try a new approach" Keiran let himself be touched by the minds of the many creatures in the jungle, finding anything wrong. Suddenly, he sensed that a pair of mynocks were disgruntled because they were moved from there tree when it was bothered by something. Keiran nudged a hint into their mind. "Retaliate" That was the final push, the mynocks took off from their perch and dove at Ben'a, shrieking. Keiran smiled and walked towards the tree as well, he sliced his saber horizontally. The tree began creaking then tipped towards Ben'a, with Ben'a so close to the base of the tree, there was no way he could run...

Keiran finished his swipe on one knee. He rotated his eyes around, searching his peripheral vision. "Dissapeared" Keiran opened himself to the force and sensed the many lifeforms around him, one caught his interest. "Human...right behind me..." *Keiran smiled, he rotated the saber with his wrist and thrust it backward, allowing the blade to slice under his armpit and come out behind him, taking anyone behind him by suprise from below*

Keiran shook his head "I'm sorry Ben'a, but without any substancial basing or feeling, I will not change our plans. I know that I have told you to trust the force, but the force can also be manipulated, which you have done, but it can be manipulated by the sith to draw jedi into traps. Be wary, try to understand any situation around you before you jump in..." "Why didn't I follow my own advice on Nghathul... 3 sith masters jumped onto me at that time..." Keiran shook away this thoughts, clearing his mind. "Anyway, enough chit-chat" Keiran pulled out his black lightsaber hilt and held it in front of his eyes. "Ben'a, you've been an excellent apprentice, but it's unfortunate for me to say this, but, it's time to see if you can place what you have learned to good use." Keiran pressed the activation switch on his saber and the white blade extended, Keiran twirled the saber in front of him before stopping and coming down on Ben'a with a top-down strike.

Keiran closed his eyes and expanded his sphere of responsibility, not sensing anything within the general vicinity, he turned to Ben'a with a confused look. "I sense nothing, where are you sensing a disturbance?"

"It could limit some physical abilities, that is for sure, and yes, force-assisted physical abilities will also be limited, however it's all in style, If the owner prefers to be big, bulky, yet heavy and armoured, that is their decision. Traditionally, jedi do not choose this style and prefer speed and agility. However it's all choice. " Keiran stood at the edge of the group with his arms crossed, as he waited for the young hopeful's story.

Keiran contemplated Ben'a's question then answered. "No, I don't think it'll affect your ability to use the force, considering the legendary Darth Vader wore armour all the time and that didn't impede his ability at all. Though armour will affect you physically, so you may not have a free range of motion."

Keiran sighed "Same old DJK" Keiran squatted down beside Ben'a "Well, looks like DJK did the honors, I'm afraid that realistically, this is the only way to learn how to heal yourself. Focus, remember each cell in your body is a living being, and so is each damaged cell in your body, use that to your advantage. Healing is a difficult process, and it will never be instantaneous or fast for that matter. Concentrate." Keiran looked over at DJK "Somtimes I wonder how I survived your training... luckily I came out with only this" Keiran flashed the mechanical forearm that DJK had given him during one of their duels, he then smirked and observed Ben'a.