Life is a beach with extra sand

Opening my eyes and looking around again feeling naked without using my sensing is an understatement. After spending weeks getting its reach further I had to abandon the ability for now. The worst part is I still use it unconsciously and in my sleep sometimes I feel the bigger Wyverns coming to investigate having to wake up and reign it in.

It is good practice on waking up at the drop of a hat though. I went from a heavy sleeper to a light sleeper now just the shuffling of rocks is enough to bring me fully alert. Having found myself another cave with running water within throwing distance from the sea was good. After days of jogging without using the force sucked it would have been worse if not for Pain control.

But the dark side is more along the lines of bartering than it is taking. Pain control allows me to feed most of my pain to the Dark side. Force sense lets me feel out my surrounding, but it also broadcasts my location to any force-sensitive creatures or people. Force Speed allows me to achieve inhuman reaction times at the cost of breaking down my body little by little.

Having optimized the usage of those three started to make me feel overconfident, but then again it was obvious with the dam Dark side egging me on to do stupid shit. 'Oh, big Wyvern go ride' fuck you 'Oh cliff go jump' bitch, please. I feel my headache returning at the thought of the Dark side sometimes it's an emo asshole others it is a meth head asking for change but taking the fridge.

Most of all the Dark side here felt almost helpful if you take out the attempts to harm me. Most of which were not life-threatening. The Dark side was almost teasing me poking and prodding me trying to see how I tick. It more than likely felt how alien my soul was to this plane of existence. It also made me wonder if I was in the Starwars universe more than likely if I was this planet was in some outer rim backwater

Feeling my control slip again I bring myself back to the present grimacing at the smell of fish and smoke. Dam I am getting fed up with fish and cured seaweed. At least there is some soft-shelled crab I can supplement now and then. God, I miss toilet paper having to wash my ass in shark-infested waters is enough better than the reused rags the 'lords' use. Then there is the Citadel I have to wonder if those stories about them being Hightower spies are true or not.

Feeling a nudge in the back of my mind I clean up my camp dousing the fire to not have a beacon to the Wyverns or people here. I don't know how the people will react but the Wyverns are a hit or miss judging from what I have felt from them.

Laying back releasing the Pain control I feel the torn muscles beneath my skin and the aches in my feet which were blistered and raw. Feeling the familiar feeling of the Dark side caressing me softly almost like it was running its fingers through my hair. Made me remember my mother who did this to me as a child.

Keeping some vigilance I fall back into the same temple filled with fresh bodies this time the smell of cauterized flesh and boiled blood filled the air. Along with those smells are the accompanying smells of shit and piss from all the bodies. Standing exactly where I was before I looked down to where I found the books before finding nothing I look over at the body of male red aliens that Jaba had around him tweaks or something like that. He was cut almost from hip to shoulder organs cartelized from a lightsaber.

Looking at his hip I spy a lightsaber I unhook the saber from his hip looking over the footlong tube of metal looking at its switches flicking it off and on a few times twisting and turning it getting a feeling for the weight and balance. Nodding my head at the single-sided light saber I hoot it onto the brim of my pants looking around for any other tools I could use. Finding nothing I spy a trail.

Following the trail of loose papers and blood, I soon entered a library with strange markings on what I assume are the different levels of difficulty of the sith arts. Following the tugging from my gut, I enter a smaller section of the library a smaller well used set of books sitting off to the side. Getting a warning from the Dark side I automatically enabled Pain Control and Force Speed rolling forward.

Hearing a quick swiping of a lightsaber I look where I once stood seeing a human in tattered clothes holding a blue lightsaber. Scanning his leather pants half burned, angry red scarring around the side of his head. Half his face is one big scar. The top of his head is standing around the bottom of my chest. The wounds look fresh maybe lightning or someone shoved his head in a fire. One of his hands is gone cauterized at the stump just below the elbow.

Having given him a once over I look into his eyes seeing that they are regular colors so this is a Jedi. He goes to open his mouth as if to speak as he does nothing comes out but body-racking coughs with a little blood. Putting on a harmless smile I give him a wave taking a step forward.

Before I get too far he swiped at me with his saber. Being just out of reach I ignite my pink lightsaber. Speeding up my movements to my max I watch as he goes either to jump back or at me I step hard denting the stone floor and slightly dashing at him. As he sees this his wounded leg gave out causing him to kneel on the ground.

As I got closer he dove toward me bringing his lightsaber down on my head I twisted to the side dodging the saber and pinning it to the ground with my own. Bother sabers cutting through the stone with ease as he goes to pull back I bring up my other arm stabbing his only eye with my thumb popping it. Turning off my saber I wait as he flailed around before taking a few breaths waiting on my next move.

As he jerked back flailing his saber around I grabbed a rock onto the round tossing it to the opposite side of me. Watching him jerk to that side I tossed another rock I quietly stepped closer just within range pointing my saber at the base of his neck before igniting it right through the base of his skull. Jerking it up through the rest of his body I watch him fall feeling nothing at the first kill I have taken. Feeling pride welling up from the Dark side along with a pull I follow leaving the body for the animals.

Finding a few more books I just grab the ones with the strongest connection I felt before closing my eyes as this dream, vision, or whatever faded from view.

A/N: hope you liked the fight scene thanks for reading.

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