[ EU ] It 's time for the Russian revolution , complete with light-sabers . This is ... Tsar Wars !

Gregory thumbed at the switch to his light saber. The sounds of shooting outside grew louder and more frequent. He was still an initiate, while he had completed his initial training, he had never thought he would need to use it this soon without a master to back him up. But Master Alexei was dead now. Cut down by a mob outside of a factory when he went to negotiate and end to the bread strike in St. Petersburg. 
 
 Then the mobs started coming for the families of noblemen. And the Dark Jedi came out from hiding. Their red blades matching the color embraced by the revolution they have fomented. 
 
 Gregory quickly went from room to room of the Duke's estate, gathering the children of the Duke's family as well as the servants, The Dark ones did n't discriminate when it came time for killing, whatever causes the maximum amount of chaos. 
 
 He eventually found himself in the cellars of the main house. `` Quiet children. In here.'' He motioned them into the hidden room behind the cellar. The firing seemed to get closer to the house. Then it stopped. He closed the door and put the cask back in place. There was a sudden and thunderous pounding, like thunder. He leapt up the stairs through the entrance, the door closing behind him as he willed it to. His mind became focused. He know this was the moment he had trained for. He remember his Master's teachings `` The protection of the innocent is a time when even violence can be a virtue.'' As he came into the hallway in the servant's wing he could see men with guns begin down the hall. His lightsaber hummed with power in the split second he flicked the switch. The soft green glow lit the hallway. 
 
 The four men in the hallway brought their rifles to bear, and in the moment before they fired Gregory outstretched his hand and motioned downward, as he did, the four rifles in turn slammed to the ground with the owners attached. One of the men was knocked unconcious, another bleeding from his nose, sat dazed. The third stated to come to and a flick of Gregory's wrist brought his buttstock across his face. The fourth and largest, however, managed to fire a shot from the prone position. Time seemed to slow for Gregory as he mentally traced the trajectory of the shot. With the slightest of moves he was out of the line of fire and in another blink he had cut the man's rifle in two along with his right hand. The man looked in stunned silence. The Jedi were a myth to most of the peasants. `` Leave here and never return.'' He did n't even need to use the mind trick as the man ran the way he came. 
 
 As the man rounded the corner Gregory saw a flash of red and the mans torso and legs became separated, his momentum not slowed in the slightest and the two disparate body sections hit slightly different places on the wall. 
 
 Gregory took a knee `` Hail Mother Mary, full of Grace..'' 
 
 A voice from the end of the hall burst into laughter. His accent was Georgian and his tone one of mockery `` That will not save you. Only your power in the force can save you. Two vases flew towards Gregory at tremendous speed, he easily obliterated them with his lightsaber. 
 
 `` If those are the vaunted tricks of the Darkside, I am seriously disappointed'' Gregory said. Right as he finished the rug, flew out from under him he was able to launch himself upwards and into a flip at the last second. Right as he began to come down and right himself, the entirety of a suit of ornamental armor smashed into him. He hit the wall at the end of the corridor. He could tell ribs were broken, but he pushed it to the back of his mind. He willed the armor back down the hallway and it flew towards the dark figure but slammed into the wall a the midway point and fell limply. 
 
 Gregory moved into a ready stance in time to deflect a chandelier with his light saber. The figure moved closer, he could see that he had a thick mustache and full, flowing head of hair. `` You have much skill for one with a that dirty padawan rat tail. But do you do not comprehend the true potential of the force.'' Then, in an instant the man in black was upon him with a relentless flurry of strikes. It took all of Alexei's training to keep Gregory alive. He dodged and parried. He skipped light as a feather off the furniture, until finally taking a great leap up a flight of stairs in the main hall. He looked down at the Dark Jedi, `` I have the high ground!'' 
 
 The man in black spat, `` You have nothing!'' He outstretched his and clenched his fist. As he did, Gregory could feel he floor beneath him shift. As the man's clinched fist moved down Gregory leaped as the whole staircase crashed down. 
 
 *I can not match his power, but I can draw him away* he kicked a foot off of a falling bannister and launched out of the window above the top of the staircase. As he skipped down the two stories to the ground he caught the red streak of his adversary and his red light saber shoot out of the window like a rocket, wood cracked and broke as the pines parted to make a safe landing for him. 
 
 `` Now it ends.'' The man in black uttered the words like he was rechecking a market list. Gregory felt a sharp pain on his throat as the pressure began on his windpipe. The pain broke his concentration and his saber fell to the ground, the light flickered almost in unison with Gregory's, as his light too flickered out.
