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I was once a child on the outer regions of Korriban; I was raised by a poor marketing family until I was 7 years old, ready to take me place as a Jedi on Coruscant. After I had been instructed to go out and grab my father’s holocron out by the market stand, a dark man in full black hooded robes came out and captured me right out from underneath my feet. Before I could react to the man’s hostility towards my fragile body he had already placed a spell onto my conscious, ‘Was this man of the Force, was he a Jedi come to take me to my dream teachings?’ I thought before I lay out cold for a good few days. I have never seen my mother and father again.
I had awakened on a cold obsidian floor surrounded by black walls and cold whispers shivering down my spine, I knew this was not of a Jedi Academy, so I was frightened by my taking from my home. I sat up and stared around the surrounding walls, the room was much smaller than I had anticipated for this was just a chamber fit for someone that had been arrested and placed in a cell for further use. I heard a large door open and slam quickly behind me so I had jumped from the sudden action before turning my body around to face who had entered. The man that was inside of my cell was the figure that had captured me, my blood ran cold as to see the man come foreword me.
“What do you want from me? I am just a small boy with nothing for you to gain from my existence.” I said with a sudden stutter in my voice as my pupils widened with every loud step that echoed throughout the room from the obsidian floor that was underneath of us.
“You are one strong with the Force, you have been taken from your family to ensure that our kind survives, we are of the followers of the Dark Side of The Force. We are Sith Students in the name of Ajunta Pall, the first Dark Lord of the Sith to walk the timeline with an iron fist to send pieces of ice as sharp as a vibroblade down the spines of even the strongest Jedi Masters. We ask you…no we ‘demand’ that you join the Dark Side and send your feeble thoughts of being of the Jedi behind you. They will not take you in, even if they would they would not use you to your full potential like we will, we will ensure that you take your full potential to the next level. Maybe even e greater than that of Exar Kun”
The man had finished his speech, I was quite fond that he was actually telling me some truths in the matter of speaking, I was not going to be strong in the Force under Jedi rule, they would ensure that I would not succeed them as long as they could before I had realized their mistake in under leveling my status of one being strong in the Force. I nodded my head in his direction, knowing my immaturity would lead me down this path once or twice in my life, for now I would know that I was to ensure my path down the dark side.
“That is good to hear that you will be studying under our cause, the master will be pleased that you had made the wise choice. For if you had refused, you would become one with the Force a lot sooner than you would if you had agreed.”
He lifted his blackened lips and let a toothy grin expose out of the shadows of his hooded robes that had resembled a fowl sight of rotted yellow teeth. This one was truly corrupted by the dark side and it would only be a matter of time when it would corrupt me as well.
I was under training for a very long time. I cannot describe the means of what had happened during all of my training but there are a few key memories that are still within my memory banks. I had trained for 16 long years and that was far long enough for me to learn the history of the Sith and their idealism, besides the fact that at 10 years old I was put to the test to use one’s windpipe as being a tool of the force. I had watched the Force flow through one of the primitive human’s body. I had felt the force push within the savage’s body and would escape with the same push. I had to test my strength and stop the force from flowing within the man to cut his oxygen off. I had lifted my hand and punched into the flow of Force energies within him. He struggled for a long time before collapsing onto the natural stone grounds of the planets natural environment. He was clenching his throat for a small bit before he finally let all energies of the force escape his body, making all aspects of his soul… one with the Force.
Afterwards I had become 14, they had instructed me to go to a cave and gather a crimson crystal for it was time for me to construct a Lightsaber on my own. They had given me the a handgrip, an activation stud plate, button, switch, or internal Force-activated mechanism A safety or dead man’s switch, an emitter matrix, a lens assembly, a blade-length adjuster a miniature power cell, an energy gate, a power conduit a recharge socket cycling field energizers and the belt clip. I had to go out and find the crystals for myself to use for the weapon, it was quite difficult but I had managed to find a hidden cave with a few of sith colored crystals inside of it. I grabbed the traditional red since I had an anger of burning passion to end this training soon. I wished for power and I wished for it quickly.
Now I was 19 and I was completely a Sith, there was no turning back on this ordeal since I had become stronger than I ever would have gotten up to this point. I had to get my revenge for taking me from my family, at least this way I have a motive to kill them and also a use of words to take them out of the order. I had the anger and hatred built up inside of me up to the point of killing anything that stood in my way. After I had made my way to the cavern that held together with an obsidian stone wall surrounding the perimeter, I had been knocked out at that point in time as soon as I had come into the room.
I had awakened inside of an arena, the other students… not as strong as I was but the numbers would get to me. My masters sat atop the arena’s walls, looking down on me with their ridden expression that surrounded themselves within the dark side.
“Ah yes, you came here in vengeance to return to your family. Plus you were hoping to take your rightful place as the master of this cult. That is not going to happen so soon my young apprentice and the other students are quite jealous that you were going to take the title all to yourself. You didn’t bother to tell them so we made the game a little fairer, they kill you and they get a better chance at gaining a ranking to the title of Darth within their name. They are going to take you out of the picture, and if they do not… we shall see if you are truly ready to face me.”
The students automatically started to come at me with their little pathetic Vibroblades and wooden staves. How pathetic I thought to myself as I ignited my lightsaber and began my attack. I cannot truly remember what had happened during the fight but as I came to the students were lying around me dead. I had controlled the Force to a point to push the gravity upwards into my feet, to give me a higher jump as I landed on the obsidian wall. The masters did not expect me to do so as they started gasping for air as I swung my blade into their necks. The master had fallen before them all as the one that captured me bowed down before my knees.
“Please master, you have won… you are the new Dark Lord of this cult, spare me and my life will be yours.”
“It is too late for that fool, you should have thought ahead before coming after me 12 years ago, now you shall pay the price of taking my life away from me.”
With that my lightsaber had already impaled his spine, rendering him to the floor with no life left within the mere mortal. To think I had feared this man at one time feared him because he had held my life in his hands. Now in the end it was I who rose to dominate over the Sith Lords in this barren wasteland, I had made my mark as a Sith on the home world of the forgotten race.
 Darth Zion Reborn · Tue Oct 03, 2006 @ 10:41pm · 0 Comments |
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