|The Baptism of Darth Tirus
||[Nov. 17th, 2008|05:55 pm]
Tales of the Jedi
Tal felt himself being dragged deeper and deeper into darkness. Two people were dragging him across the floor and pulling him by his arms as he his surroundings became louder and louder. He felt the darkness beginning to swell inside him as he was dropped on the floor. The cold metal stuck against his skin as he heard delicate footsteps walking towards him. |
"The great Jedi Master Tal Mantalus." Said a mouse like voice and he cackled lightly to himself. "Strip him and put him down there."
The same two men picked him up and tore the clothes off his body. His bare skin against the cold air caused him to shiver slightly as he was put onto a cold metal table and strapped down. He bit down slightly as his skin met the cold metal. His arms had been spread out and his legs straight so that he took the shape of a Y. He was having a hard time seeing with all the pain and lose of blood, but he could make out the slender figure of the mousy man walking forward. He had an instrument in his hand and touched it to Tal's chest. In a sudden rush of pain and surprise, the device burrowed into his chest and into his heart. Tal let out a scream of pain and the man smiled.
"Begin the process." Said the man and Tal was turned so that he was now vertical. He began to rise slowly and opened his eyes enough to see turbines and machines twirling about above him. He couldn't move, could hardly breath and his heart was starting to falter because of the device. He heard the machine above him begin to whir and almost charge. Static discharges told him that this was going to be extremely unpleasant.
It got louder and louder as he was raised in the middle of the machine and the turbines began spinning wildly around him. The thin man looked over to a panel and pressed a few buttons. Then smiled at Tal as he pulled a lever and electricity began to course through his body. The pain was so intense, he couldn't scream, couldn't breath, couldn't even think. He smelled burning flesh as the meat off his arms began to burn away. The blood on his chest from the devise evaporated and his hair fell from his head. Just when he thought it would never stop, that the end was near, the discharge stopped and machines began to come toward him.
One by one, the machines probed his charred body. One by one, they removed burned flesh and useless tissue. It was excruciating and his eyes snapped open and looked up in absolute pain. Tears of blood fell from his eyes as the machines began to burrow into his muscles and implant devices into his tissue. Gloves went over his fingers and hands, boots of some kind, went around his feet and calves. He felt a chest plate over his chest and a neck brace support his head. Each piece had it's own barbs that burrowed into his flesh and duck into him. The chest plate attach to the devise in his heart and whirred to life.
He was lowered out of the machine slowly and the man walked up to him. He inspected Tal and all the implants, making sure they were working properly. Tal's eyes were closed and his head lowered slightly as the man put his bony fingers on his chin and raised his head.
"Open your eyes." He said slyly and Tal opened them. Tal looked at the man with absolute hatred and anger as his fingers flexed and he rushed toward the man. The restraints snapped off his wrists and his fingers, now with black metallic gloves of steel and razors, wrapped around the man's neck.
"WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE WITH ME!!??!" Tal screamed in absolute rage.
A dark voice, deep with a rhythmic breathing, walked forward, "He has given you new life. You have been reborn and baptized. You are no longer Tal Mantalus. He is dead. But if you do not give yourself to me here and now, I will have your son burned alive. You will watch as I bath in his blood." Tal looked over at Darth Vader with hatred and his eyes flickered red and orange. "You are now Darth Tirus. You are my servant and will do my bidding. If you want you son to live that is..."
Tal was confused he took a step forward and dropped the man, who's neck was slightly bleeding. He took another step to Vader and raised his hand to grab him, but as he did, an intense pain shot through his body. He fell to his knees and grabbed his chest in pain.
"That was just a taste of the suffering you will be given if you do not obey me. The device in your heart will inflict more pain than anyone should ever be aloud to be submitted to. Give yourself to me and you will feel no more pain. I will let your son go..." Vader said looking down at him.
Tal thought for a moment about the offer. He looked at his hands in disbelief and sadness. "Swear it...if I submit myself, swear to me you will let my son go."
Vader paused for a moment then nodded, "I swear it..."
Tal sighed and let the hatred take him. He raised himself to one knee and lowered his head. "I pledge myself to you....my master......"