Truth

"That perhaps I should listen to you when performing my exercises. Also, I should prepare, and sense attacks via the Force before I get hit by them." Truth rubbed his head, that fall to the floor did hurt. "What's next on the agenda, Master?"

'Stupid swords.' He pulled the sword out of the wall with his right hand, the one not pinned against the wall. He looked to the rip in his robe, brand new too. He moved quickly, running with the sword vertical at his waist. He took a quick chop, but Tash already pushed the attack and him to the floor. 'Cheater.' He now moved with anger, triggering his thoughts and attacks on Tash. He moved, listening to the Force, as it told him what to do. As Tash stood, Truth brought the sword down, near his waist. As Tash had anticipated this, Truth was already one step ahead of him, using the Force against his body, pushing him to the ground. He brought the sword down onto his body, but Tash quickly rolled out of the way. 'Stop moving.' Truth did a quick, but successful Force push into Tash's stomach, knocking him again to the ground. He moved the sword high, and then swung down onto Tash's mid-section.

Truth slowly moved his hand in the direction of the sword, pulling it up into his hands with the Force. He started to circle Tash, watching him as he stood there. Tash didn't have a weapon, which could be good, or could be bad. Truth dove, but Tash was already ahead of him, side-stepping out of the way. Truth slid to the ground, his two arms extended in front of him. 'Alright, different approach.' Truth got up by pushing off his hands, he went back to face Tash. Tash was still in the same position, as though he was frozen, but he was not, only reading Truth's mind. With that, Truth rolled beside Tash's leg, bringing his sword up with ever increasing speed into Tash's left thigh. The blade hit, as a nice slit spread across the northen thigh area. 'Bang, bang, bang.'

"You serious?" Truth moved closer to the hologram, the blade humming silently in his hand. The hologram also moved forward, closer and closer they became until the Holo made the first attack. Truth, with the help of the Force, pulled his practice saber in front; it was almost by habit, weird. The Holo pulled his saber around and prepared for another attack, no matter, Truth was already in motion with his move. He "stopped, dropped and rolled" to his opponent, the constant slashes came close to Truth's ear. Truth, with both hands gripping the hilt, brought the saber across his chest, connecting with the holograms saber. "Fine..." He flipped backwards, holding the blade in front as the white light reflected off the metal alloy walls. "Let's play in the dark!" Focusing on the Force, Truth motioned his hand towards the main conductor, flipping the switch. The lights that hung high from the ceilings immediately shut-off; now all that could be seen was Truth, the hologram, and the droid producing the hologram. Truth moved quickly, focusing on the Force. He ran forward straight towards the droid, slashing down on its projector, within the same instant the hologram placed his saber high, blocking the attack that would have put him to an end. "Oh, it's on!" Truth moved, now walking slowly around the Holo. He then, without hesitation charged, bringing the saber across his chest... again. It had worked; the droid went low to stop the attack on his "body", using the Force, he threw the blade, as he did at the beginning of his training with Rocketblaze, to the projector droid. The hologram flickered, and finally shut off, as two red-hot pieces of the droid clattered to the ground. He called back for the saber, holstering it on his belt. "That was... odd." He then ushered his hand back towards the conductor, flipping the switch back on.

"You little..." Truth's words were cut off by the silently shots of a blaster rifle, feeling the anger still pumping, the Force warned him to move as he did quickly. This course had a little more fightin' and a lost less findin'. He used the Force, stripping one of the droids from his weapon, the droid, not programmed to react without a blaster, it kept "firing." Truth, with the help of the Force, pulled the blaster into his hands. The training came back to him; he was a child when he learned how to use on of these. It wasn't a Storm Trooper, but it was training. After the brief flashback, Truth moved fast, using the Force to aid his shoots. There were too many of them, blasts kept coming at him. He called for the Force, then turned his left hand towards the wall, taking a piece of the metal from the ceiling of the room that Truth and the droids were in. "I like shields, do you like shields friends?" Holding the piece of metal in-front of him, the bolts began to hit faster. This thing was going down quick, and he needed to act, now or never. He placed the metal sheet horizontal with the floor, pushing it with the Force into the stomachs of the droids in-front of him. At least ten droids hit the ground with a clunk. "Ah, you don't like shields." He pulled more and more shields down from the ceiling, as they came down they homed right to his targets. Only one droid remained at the end, and without the Force, he shot him right between the "eyes." "Ha-ha, boo!" He now moved quicker, droids also infested the "maze" part of the course, but they were no chance to the attacking force of Truth, he shot the bolts quickly, each hitting their targets. As he moved on, he began to use the Force greater, picking up multiple droid parts, and using them as weapons or shields. Yes, it was great; he came to the exit, with a few burns, but nothing less. "Course completed, I would say."

Truth smirked, just coming to believe that this was real. He felt the first wooden block in front, it sure was real. The room was, to say the least, a maze. Truth had two choices at the beginning, one that led to the right, and the other to the left. He moved to the one on his right, closing his eyes to see if he could see a pattern. He couldn't, it was too complicated... before he could finish his thought process he was already on another turn, keep going straight, or left, he turned left, feeling bad that he hadn't picked it in the first place. He came to a sharp turn, and felt that it was time to use more of this "tool". He was also beginning to get livid with this damn maze. He jumped on top of one of the aligned wood "fence." He peered over to where he was going. There was the exit, but before going to the exit, their were a few deserted battle driods pacing their programmed routes. He quickly jumped, focusing on his emotion and the Force to the middle, landing nicely on one knee. "Dammit!" Wood came clattering down behind him, which then lit on fire. Soon the whole course would be on fire. He moved with authority in each step, jumping here and there. Soon he came to the droids armed with blasters. Without really thinking, he stripped them from their weapons, pointing them at their own head. Feeling the heat emit from the course, he began to grow more angry. Again, his face turned red, and power flew from his fingertips. He motioned for the wood to move, and every single piece of wood that was in his path moved, from his fingertips, from his hatred of them. He entered into the end of the course, he had learned important lessons in this test, trust yourself and the Force, they were your two and only two allies.

Truth listened to his Master, quietly saying the directions over and over in his head. He then heard the last sentence his Master had said, " Just remember: emotions are key for now." He moved closer to his Master, and thought for a second. He then quickly reflected on what his Master had done to him outside, hitting him in the chest with the lightning, even giving him a scar. He recalled on the event and felt the anger start to boil. Truth's face turned red, as though he was slapped. He closed his eyes as his hands slowly moved from his waist to the air. His Master began to rise, slowly at first, but then he let the anger flow giving him more control of the Force. He opened his eyes, still holding his Master. Thankfully, his Master wasn't resisting. He ceased hold to the Force, his Master flew down to the ground quickly. "Oh...I think I am going to like this."

Truth slowly moved through Dining Hall, nodding his head to the other select individuals. He moved with his chest out, feeling proud, but there was no reason he felt pround. Was there? He moved quickly, his feet pacing faster and faster as he moved into the training room. He saw his Master in deep thought near the entrance of the room. "I am here...Master." Truth said with a slight studder.

"Find him through the Force... excellent." Truth layed on the ground, collecting his thoughts at first. He then rose up, getting to his feet quickly. He walked forward, feeling the Force fly through his body, wrap around him as though it was a shield, it was, if you knew how to use it. He walked forward with his eyes closed. He could see him, he was glowing in darkness, the Force was feeding Truth to him. He could also feel the others, but as he took his mind off his objective the light became dimmer. "Focus Truth, focus." He again began to feel his Master, there he was. Eyes still closed he moved forward, walking into the room where Rocketblaze had led him. "Good, me hungry." He took a seat, and opened his eyes, he already knew that he was in the kitchen, something told him, the Force.

Truth fell to his knees, he turned his head slightly towards his Master. He spat blood into the grass, pushing off the ground he rose to his feet. "I'll show you some anger." He rushed, moving quickly with the wind. He put his head down, wrapping his hands around his Master's waist. They suddenly collided, smacking into the hard ground that was underneath them. Truth bounced back up within the second, backing away from his Master. Anger began to pour out of his pores, adrenaline pumped throughout his body. No pain, nor anything could stop him now, it was only him and his Master. "Let's go big boy, hit me!"

Truth closed his eyes, remembering exactly what he did. Moving closer to Rocketblaze he began to speak. "Something told me to focus on the blade, focus on it's shape. So I imagined it being thrown to you, and some how it did get thrown to you." Truth kept walking forward towards his Master. "How did I do it?"

The blade came in fast, moving towards his exact position. Truth smiled, getting up quickly. He watched the blade move in closer, he focused on it. His sight turned to gray, everything but the saber which now looked as though it had been painted by an artist. He quickly closed his eyes and the "sight" was gone. The saber landed close to him on the ground, silently humming. He moved over to it crouching down to get a better look. "The great weapon of the Sith.”

Truth looked steadily over the land, looking far and wide. It looked more like a more pleasent place. It didn't have that dark look to it, instead it looked like a home to these two that Master Rocketblaze had mentioned. Intresting. "You have a very nice place here Master." Truth made his way out of his Master's room and into the courtyard where they had landed in his ship. Moving silently by the lake, Truth took a seat at the edge of the forest, waiting for his Master to contact him.

"You are correct, Master." Truth slowly moved his hand out from within his robe, slowly showing his pale skin. His jet black hair began to sway back and forth in the wind, as he could detect a storm approaching. "Whenever you are ready, mind if I hop aboard your ship?"

.:Truth's senses tingled, what he felt had connected to him, seeming to be in person form. He never really had this sensation before, it was as though he was opening himself to something. Nonetheless he was curious to what was bothering him, stepping out of the ship that he just entered he looked around, slowly walking around the left side of the ship. There awaited a human, or what seemed to be one, waiting. Waiting for him. Truth slowly moved over to him. "Afternoon sir, I...."