Perspective: Corpus

"Fucking 'A'... My head..." I growled as I rose out of my bedroll, I was trying to process the images, and the voices that accompanied them, as I tried to roll out of the covers. I looked over and saw that Grace still held her role in a death grip, one that could put a Wookie to shame even, and was having -by my deduction- one of the most pleasant dreams ever... Granted she was humping her sheets into oblivion... But still. I chuckled as she continued, unfazed by my presence, to have a 'rough' time with her roll as I staggered about, head pounding and aching with every beat of my heart.

I hate mornings... No two ways about it... But even more so after having a vision... that shit just sucks.

Flashback to vision/dream

Everything was shrouded in Darkness as I came to within the dream scape, only faint voices could I hear as I seemed to float towards the spot the voices originated from. As I got closer though, one voice stood out among the two... One i didn't think of ever hearing come from another tongue.

"You will never win this **************!" My voice cried out, sounding scared and broken. My tone was heavy with dread and exhaustion...

"Darkness is my ally Corpus! You shalt not dispose me as easily as you did my soldiers!" A female, dual toned, voice barked out at me, though I did not know who it was...

"I will take you head ************* And I will get back my ******!" Many parts of their, our, conversation I could not understand... It was all garbled and seemed to be spoken in a different language…

"You will never get your ***** back you damned dog! I shalt kill her once this is all over!" The dual toned voice spoke again, except this time I could make out a part of the vision.

I was standing on a large Ivory bridge in the Ivory city... My robes were in tatters, my armor was gone, and my face had a new wound graced my face, racing over my left eye and down my face to the tip of my chin. I could tell by the depth of the wound that my eye had been ruined... That and the milky liquid running down that side of my face from my eye confirmed it.

The being across from me though was shrouded in the darkness of the world, to the point that not even the sun light could penetrate its depths... But I could not be sure of the fact that it was just their own power doing this, or the force telling me the depths of their darkness...

Flashback to vision/dream End

Shaking my head once again I was able to regain my balance and done my armor and a new cloak. I then gathered up my slightly beaten saber hilts and re-attached them to my belt, even going so far as to place a Gryphonian Great sword in one of my belt loops as well. Granted the 'great sword' was only four feet long... So it only really counted as a long sword for my use...

Once I was ready I gave a few stretches, making sure that none of my weapons were getting in the way of my bodies natural movements. I even did a few warm up exercises , jumping jacks and pushups to name a few. After a few minutes of waking my body up fully I saw a moment to have a great laugh... Yes I'm a Sith Lord... Doesn't mean I don't have a sense of humor, no matter how sick it might be to some!

"HEY GRACE! WAKE UP!" I yelled as she was in the middle of giving herself a MASSIVE orgasm... Making her shoot up out of bed and wet all over herself with her own juices... Yes, I'm a sick bastard... what can I say...

"What... The ACTUAL. FUCK. YOU ASS!" Grace yelled after she got herself calmed down from her abrupt flying lesson. She then launched herself at me, murder in her eyes, as she held a small dagger in her mouth... My only response?

"Mommy?" Was I could say as I bugged my eyes out and fell back with the impact of her slamming into my chest piece. She then started beating on my chest with her hooves, laying a series of small dents in the softer outer layer of my armor. Her eyes were slightly bloodshot as she beat down on my chest and tried stabbing at my face, her tears flying every which way as she moved.

After a few minutes of her yelling/screaming/mumbling around her blade and beating the forever loving shit out of me, she fell against my battered chest and sobbed out her anger.

A little while later I was able to calm her down, though she was still teary-eyed and very much angry with me. Her steely gaze bored into me as I sat there, a slightly clobbered look adorning my face.

"Corpus... I am going to hound you until you explain what the fuck that was all about!" Grace growled out at me, her ears flat against her head and her eyes shining bright with anger. Her glare was one to match the ages as it was able to intimidate me into compliance... Which was surprising seeing as I usually was the one intimidating people and the like.

"Well... Thou were having a dream... Er-well, a 'Dream' would be more precise... and we felt that it was prudent to wake thee... But we just couldn't stop the situation from gaining us a better sense of humor..." At the word 'Dream' I emphasized with a slight of hand as to what she was doing, which in turn made her blush, her eyes shrink and her ears shoot back to her skull.

"Um... No pony saw... correct?" She whimpered silently. Her voice barely traveling the distance for me to hear.

"No, that was some of the reason why we did what we did... though it was mostly for our entertainment... But we digress!" I said, smiling cheekily as she went even redder at my comment.

"The only thing we can say then is... Thank you..." She then decided that donning her armor and other military dress was a better point of interest than talking to me any more. Which was fine with me, seeing as I had a few Pegasi to go hunt down and debrief. Hunting up a good cup of caff from my fellow half dead beings I was finally able to think clearly... And rationally for that matter... damn my brain and his insistence on doing stupid shit…

'You're welcome asshole...'

=Love you too Beatrix...=

'Dafuq? Really? Beatrix... From that old ass song? Really?'

=-_-... Yep...=

'Fuck you man...'

=Love you too=

ANYWAY! After having an asinine conversation with my own psyche I made my way to the sentinels that had been watching over the way into the hills the past few hours, the group of which were siting under a large tent like structure in the middle of camp. As I strolled up closer to the m I found that they were partly helping cook some vegetables for the rest of the men while the rest played a game of cards. It seemed that a stallion with light blue coating and silvery hair was winning, seeing as he had the largest stack of golden coins next to him.

"Good morn' gents... Might We get in on this game of yours?" My sudden greeting made most of them jump -those not looking in my general direction anyway- as I had walked up on them rather quietly. The three stallions that had been playing against the winner were among those that had jumped and had ended up spilling some of their coins on the ground around them, along with a good portion of the winners, seeing as they had almost knocked over the table they were playing on.

'Orning 'Mmander! How mi't a stallion such as we serv' thee this fine day?" The light blue stallion asked as he had already finished picking up his coins. He had a rather interesting accent, something of a Corelian draw mixed with low Tarisian I suppose... And he had a perpetual smile on his face... something I didn't think I was going to ever see out here in the camps -A smile that is-.

"Morning to thee as well..."

"Sergeant Sky Cord, at yer service 'Mmander..." Sky said as his deep brown eyes spoke volumes of his distrust of me... though not showing it outright. He was an earth pony with -as I had said- a light blue coat, silvery mane and tale, brown eyes, and a cutie mark of a steel cord running though what looked to be rays of the sun in a clear sky.

"Corpus, Commander Corpus, We art searching for info on the scouting party we had sent out yesterday afternoon. Though we truly just wish to know if they hast come in or not this morn... And seeing as you gents were on watch we thought you would know the most." I replied amicably, feeling their resentment rolling off their minds in waves, all the while I could feel awe and loyalty coming from most of the others around us, most of which was directed at me.

"Aye sir, we would know if they had or not... But seein' as they didn' turn up my best guess ish that they are still out there... or dead." The Sergent spit out, as if the words were poison to his tongue, his muzzle twisting into a snarl. Looking down on him and his men, all of which were sneering and snarling at me in disgust, made me want to hurl them into the next town... But we needed them and we couldn't sustain anymore losses... So no killing the simpletons... Sadly.

"Thank thee gents... We shalt leave thee to thy game and be off... Good morn!" I said, giving them a formal wave and making an about face, leaving them rather quickly.

I quickly made my way over to where Grace and I had spent the night, seeing that she was now getting her own cup of caff and getting her head in order.

"Morning Grace, we just needed to alert thee of something before we acted on it." I yelled out to her, making her cringe slightly at the loud noise, apparently already having gotten a migraine for the day. She shot me a long suffering look and went back to nursing the cup of caff in her hooves... I lazily walked over and sat down next to her after that, not really having forgotten what I was doing but just 'cause I could. I then gently placed a hand on Grace's forehead, which did catch her by surprise, making her give off a slight 'Eep'.

"Just relax Grace, this will but take a moment..." I explained, making her relax a good bit. I then started gathering healing elements of the force in my hand, focusing it around my finger tips as I began to massage her forehead. Just after a few second I could tell that my 'treatment' was taking affect; her eyes were no longer blood shot, her ears were perkier, on top of that though -she looked altogether better than she has since we left 'Ivory City'.

"Feeling better, My dearest Grace..." I whispered into her ear, being as soft with my words as I could. She slowly colored red as my words wisped past her ears. Though of being overly embarrassed she had a smile on her face and a slight gleam in her eyes. Now, turning her head slightly to place her lips next to mine, she whispered.

"Much better... thank you." Where upon she gave me a slight kiss on the cheek and got up, walking over to get her sword and other armaments needed to conduct war -although shooting me a wink as she swayed her hips in my general direction...-

General reaction from my mind? Complete and utter 'DAFUQ!?' moment... Along with 'DAMN! That hot!' But most importantly it had a break down...

"Brain... This is Corpus... Brain respond... Hello?"

-Brain here... What seems to be the prob' boss?-

'It might be the fact that all locomotion has ceased ya dip...'

"Thank you for the apt declaration there heart... Though it's also somewhat your fault too... So what gives guys?"

-Beautiful woman... Dat ass...-

'As my now catatonic partner says... She be hittin' on ya and ya done goofed... And I thought we were going after Luna... not some random mare?'

"Fuck you, that's how!"

_ Reboot complete... Welcome back Commander! _

"Yay..."

"We'll be back later Grace... Tis that fine with thee?" I asked, finally regaining my finer processing powers.

"Aye Corpus, that tis fine... Just be careful ya big goof..." She said, mumbling the last part to her self, but still loud enough that I could here, unbeknownst to her.

"We shall!" I said as I began jogging, knowing that I had just flustered her even more than this morning with that simple action.

I hate forests... Nothing good ever happens in a forest... And it always happens to me... Like that time on Kashyyyk when one of my apprentices and I, his name was Shan Kork, had to fight through an infested part of the Wroshyr forest... Beating back waves of the four legged insect Kinraths as we had to get to the Myyydril Caverns... Not a good day for us... But worse for them.

I had been walking through a valley made by these dreadful hills for almost five hours now. Which is kind of impossible as I have been going at almost top speed this whole time looking for my scouts. Seeing as this place is only a few miles thick, I knew something was going on here to fuck with my perception of the world around me. The worst part was that I could not pick up any life signatures for miles around me, not even insects... What was worse than that though... Was the thick as force Dark Side Miasma.

"Well, this is starting to get irritating... and rather spooky..."I mumbled to myself as i pushed a dead tree over and out of my way, making it splinter into a hundred different chunks. Sawdust and dirt flying up just a little at its landing. Soon after though i felt a presence emerge out of the Miasma several yards behind me... Though more like Grow would be a better description. I then whipped around, pulling the long sword out of its spot on my belt and aiming it one handed at the new presence.

Looking upon the dark presence I became rigid and wide eyed as I stared at its smoky form... For when you see yourself and what you used to be... Or an even darker You...One tends to feel dread at what might happen.

"Hello Corpus... Been awhile, hasn't it..." The smoky figure spoke out in a twisted version of my voice; it was dual toned, one dark and the other warbled, but there was also the sense of screams being heard along with it... just hearing his -my- voice was making my head hurt. I could feel after a moment that I was bleeding from my nose and left ear, feeling the warm liquid running slowly out of the two orifices…

"Yeah... long time..." I then noted that he had his own long sword in hand as he stared at me, his smoldering yellow eyes boring into my soul as his crooked and jagged yellow teeth bared themselves and formed a feral grin. I then took a Soresu fighting stance and awaited his charge, or what ever he was going to do. Almost immediately after I took the form, he charged -striking high and low in quick succession- leaving me reeling with the hard hits. I quickly parried a strike to my face and landed a swift and powerful strike to his abdomen, doubling him over and sending him back a few yard with the force empowered strike I had just laid into him.

I then dropped into the well known 'Djem So' stance, the very one used by Anakin Skywalker and Darth Vader during their lifetimes. I then launched a quintet of heavy handed strikes against his weakened guard, bashing his sword away with the fourth hit and taking off his right arm, above the elbow, with my fifth. His left hand then shot up with his fingers spread as he unleashed a violet stream of lightning right into my face, launching me backwards with the force of the blow. He then picked up a few of the trees around me and sent them on a collision course with my flying body.

"How are you going to kill me now Corpus! you can't even defend yourself!" The twisted version of... Myself? taunted as he flicked his wrist in my direction.

I regained my wits just in time to bating one of the trees away with my sword, snapping its blade right in half on contact. It then felt like I took a ton of bricks to the face when the damned thing hit me... splintering to pieces on contact. Though shattering into a million pieces did not reduce the energy behind it, which in turn shot me a good hundred feet back -right into a rock- blowing apart the decayed remnants in my path.

Sitting there, rather dazed and pissed, I clumsily got one of my hilts off my belt and was able to ignite the blade in time to stop a strike at my head -thank you force-sense- as he was already upon me. I then, with my head cleared with a new rush of adrenaline, ignited my second blade and plunged it directly into his stomach, cleaving the blade to the left to disembowel him. With his body now having no connection to most its lower half he fell over and gave a low gurgle and a few spasms before lying still.

"Fuck you... That's how..." I said as the Miasma flowed back in and became a thick as smoke around me. This in turn made me take a Soresu stance, using both my blades to make a vague 360' defensible around myself.

"Really now... And WE thought you were going to shower us in pretty kittens... Pathetic... If you think I would die so easily... Then you must be slipping... Vactis..." The 'evil' me snarked out as he, and what felt like a few hundred others, began to rise from the dark and take form again. This in turn made my skin itch at the thought of finally taking this to a resectable level of fighting...

"Then stop pussy footing around and strike me down ya git!" I mocked as I used the force to launch the dual blade on my back backwards like a missile, on and deadly, through a few masses of thicker than normal Miasma. This in turn gave off satisfying garish sounds as my blade melted through whatever creatures this dark specter of myself had summoned.

"You will die soon enough Vactis... But WE wish to have fun with you first!" His twisted voice called out to my left as his sickly yellow blades glowed in the him as he rushed me, getting a full powered force push to the face as I quickly slammed boot in the other direction, nailing another in the face with the metal soul of my boot crushing its skull in with the impact. I then blocked a heavy down ward slash from a green bladed saber as a blue blade came darting in from my left. Quickly disengaging and disarming the ghoulish looking 'knight', as it cried out in undeniable pain, I batted the blue beam away with my purple blade while my Red darted in and skewered it in the right eye socket, killing it almost instantly.

I was then tossed bodily a good fifty yards up, over, and out onto the marsh like ground. My chest hurting, my breast plate cracked , and the wind knocked out of me, I tried to get some air back into my lungs -though i ended up trying to cough them out instead didn't help- and failed miserably. 'How in the hell did that get through my defenses... The force should have picked that up! I call Bullshit-!' My internal rant was cut off as a sudden volley of blue and red blaster fire came raining down range towards my position. Using the force I called back my dual blade as I used my other hand to deflect some of the oncoming bolts with my purple blade, deflecting them harmlessly into the surrounding trees and dirt.

With the smell of Ozone getting stronger in the air my dual blade hilt came flying into my hand finally, smacking firmly against my palm as I activated it and twirled it in an endless circuit to effortlessly deflect the barrage of oncoming fire. During the whole ordeal I was busy collecting a good amount of Force energy to use in a wide area Dark side technique... Drain Life... Seeing as the constructs that my evil twin was using were still able to feel pain and 'die' by my hand it only made perfect sense that they were being given form by some form of life energy... To which I was going to exploit, and exploit well. Feeling the darkness around me thicken as I called upon the negative thoughts in my mind, and the twisted nature of the force around me, I was more than happy with the feel of the technique, the density, that it had to it as I was close to unleashing its power on the unsuspecting constructs firing at me.

"Drain Life!" I snarled, my voice becoming venomous as the words passed my lips, letting a thick black cloud shoot from my now extended finger tips as it shot towards my enemies at high speeds, even eating away at the blaster bolts that flew my way unexpectedly. Having seemingly made the Power strong enough to corrode even energy itself and turn it into pure life energy was not something that most could claim to have done... Though -through speculation alone- I could guess that it was only thanks to the dark energy around me and its abundance... along with my extreme mastery of the force giving it an even further boost in power.

Once I had exhausted the length of the power a series of nine thumps could be heard as the bodies of my enemies fell to the ground, lifeless and inert. Not taking a second to breath a sigh of relief I spun around and slashed an incoming hand clean from its bearer and with an upward chop decapitated the zombie like creature. Bringing my other blade up I stopped a mad swing at my head from a ruby colored blade of energy, just inches from my eye. In the same moment I dropped the hilt in my right hand and aimed a finger at my attacker and released a concentrated burst of force Lightning right into his solar-plexus, sending him flying with the blast. I was then launched, from my spot, a good ten yards when a powerful blast of force energy washed over me... My eye sight darkening as I got closer to the ground, finally going dark when I hit, instantly falling unconscious.

Author's Note

I would also appreciate it if everyone checked out this little number here: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/233194/flying-through-a-hole

It's a wonderful story written by one of my friends here on FimFiction... The feels this gave off were... Wow, all I got to say is read and you will understand... It left me guessing and in utter shock more than half the time...It was magnificent, and it's not even done yet!