Knights of the Sith Empire - An Alternative Reality RP

[Lord of Hunger]

Knights of the Sith Empire

An Alternative Reality RP

by Lord of Hunger

 

 

Peace is a lie, there is only passion.

Through passion, I gain strength.

Through strength, I gain power.

Through power, I gain victory.

Through victory, my chains are broken.

The Force shall free me.

 

It has been twenty years since Darth Revan

and his apprentice Lady Bastila conquered

the Galactic Republic, and began constructing

thousands of legions to crush the True Sith.

Revan's Sith Empire reigns supreme over

the Galaxy.

 

Despite being hunted down to near extinction,

the Jedi Order (aided by the Republic Remnant)

carries out a hidden war against the Dark Lord,

seeking to topple this new Sith Emperor from his

throne on Coruscant and restore themselves to

power.

 

Yet amidst this, a darkness threatens both sides.

Assassins possessing unheard of Force powers sow

chaos across the world, and entire worlds have mysteriously

died. What new threat awaits the Knights of the Sith Empire?

 

Sith Academy, Valley of the Dark Lords, Korriban, Sith Empire

 

The holocron slowly opened before Lord Avenian, filling the Sith Library with an uncanny red light. A shape appeared on top of the holocron, an armored figure carrying a lightsaber. Tulak Hord.

 

"Shrat a sa tos chire?!" demanded the voice. Fortunately, Avenian had taken Ancient Sith, so he understood at least most of what the famous Dark Lord was saying. Who seeks my will?!

 

"Ut Sith'ari chire a sa tos," Avenian replied. A Sith Lord seeks your will.

 

"Cavata ectos Sith'ari shrra sogos ren!" Tulak Hord growled at him, and then disappeared. The holocron slowly closed, a statement of obvious rejection. I see no Sith Lord before me!

 

Avenian slowly arose, resisting the urge to kick the priceless Sith Holocron across the room. One day, you'll see me, Avenian hissed in his mind. I promise you that.

 

As he left the library, he found a purple-skinned Twi'lek covered in Sith tattoos waiting outside. "Hord rejected you as well?" she asked with a tone of false sweetness.

 

"What, you tried the holocron too Yuthura?" Avenian asked. He had already considered that there was something about himself that the Ancient Sith Lord did not like.

 

She chuckled. "I doubt that there is a single Sith on Korriban who hasn't sought out the lightsaber techniques of Tulak Hord. If he accepted you, you would have been the first since our Dark Lord."

 

Avenian nodded. "Then I'll be back when I'm ready," he said.

 

Yuthura Ban smiled. "Oh, you'll be back my fellow Sith Lord. Now will you be ready? I'll leave that to the Force." She walked away, laughing.

 

Avenian's eyes narrowed. "Well, I won't," he muttered, stalking off in the opposite direction.

[Kyvios]

Shi'Levect or now more commonly known as Ty Hentz among his fellow Sith Apprentices wonder around the wasteland that is Korriban. He had not particular destination then to just wonder around the dirty covered planet. He kicked the dirt with the tip of his boot looking at the ground threw his Tuskan raider outfit.

 

Ty was abandoned as a child in the desert of Tatooine and left for dead. A group of Tuskan Raiders found him and took them into they're tribe where the leader raised him as his own. As he grew up, their way became his ways and he was a capable Tuskan Raider like any other. He missed his home back on Tatooine even though there would be nothing to return too. Outsiders came and wiped his village clean of survivors except for him. He guessed they sensed something in him and brought him to Korriban to train.

 

Ty made a small grunt of laughter realizing how long ago that was. Now he was a Sith Assassin, and a skilled one at that. He was allowed to wear his Tuskan Raider outfit because he refused to take it off. One of the Masters of the Enclave allowed him to keep wearing it knowing that removing it would damage his pride in an irreversible way.

 

He turned around to face the setting sun of Datooine and said a silent prayer for his family as he did every evening. Deep inside he hoped he would be able to return to his planet and re-establish his tribe.

[Admiral_Thrawn]

Kerlaya sat in the middle of a paticulary calm field upon Dantooine. All around her Kath Hound's played around in the sunlight. She held her hand's in a paticulary fluid gesture, beside her face. Meditating upon her lesson's this day, she thought back to the word's of her old Master. "There truly is no death Kerlaya, in that sense the code is right. There is the force. Be mindful of your surrounding's Padawan, keep your focus here and now in the present, so that you may be ready for the challenge's that lie ahead."Kerlaya nodded to the ghostly figure silently, as she contemplated his word's. Thousand's of image's and sound's burst into her mind, but she dismissed them with but a shadow of a thought, leaving her free to focus upon the task at hand. She rose slowly from her position, her robe falling around her slim figure. Kerlaya brushed the cloak aside, allowing her to move forward without constraint.

 

She slowly drew the back of her hand across her forehead, blocking out the distraction of the heat. A few moment's later she departed from the field, heading in the direction of a hidden grove, dominated by a tranquil waterfall. She drew her hood down as she leapt into the heart of the river, the force lending her height. She glided gracefully over the calm azure water's, her sleek form landing squarely upon the targeted block. She curled her leg's as she landed, falling fluidly into a sitting position. Drawing her hand's to her side, she recited the Jedi oath a number of time's before relenting. The sun's gaze beat mercilessly down upon the rolling scenery of Dantooine, bathing the planet in enormous heat. Kerlaya cupped her hand's and dipped them in the water, bringing it to her face.

 

She let the cool liquid run down her cheek's, soothing her mind and form. She closed her eye's and thought back to her childhood, how she would play along the bank's of the shore. This beatiful Oasis had long been her sanctuary, it was her grove. The sun relented, granting her some spec of mercy as it's ray's withdrew south. Two Mandalorian's disturbed her peace, along with one of their Duros companion's. The Duros shouted and gestured at her, drawing his blaster swiftly. The Mandalorian's raised their rifle's and let off a salvo. She called upon the force to summon the water into the air.

 

As the plasma blast's struck the water a fine display of steam erupted into the air. The Mandalorian's advanced curiously, their eye's fixed upon their prey's previous location. The Duros remained back, wary of treachery. His caution had merit, as Kerlaya leapt from the smoke. Two simple wrist movement's severed both blaster rifle's down the middle, rendering them useless. She used the force to send the Mandalorian's into the surrounding rockface, incapacitating them instantly. The Duros cursed in his native tongue and let off a salvo, giving no thought to accuracy and focus. Kerlaya easily redirected and sidestepped his clumsy shot's, making him an easy target.

 

A simple jump manouever on Kerlaya's part, caught the Duros between a rock and her lightsaber, cutting off any chance at trickery. The Duros drew out a thermal detonator, his finger resting upon the trigger. "Okar eesa monta!" Kerlaya backed away slowly, keeping her lightsaber ready. "Depart now, there is no need for it to end this way . . ." The Duros fired a shot at Kerlaya, which she narrowly ducked under. It struck a Mandalorian, who had recently rose and limped to Kerlaya's flank. The shot sent him back against a nearby rock, dazing him.

 

The Duros tossed his blaster aside and dropped the detonator, making for a nearby alcove which led away from the oasis. Kerlaya turned to the fallen Mandalorian, kneeling down to try and assist him. His groan's and muttered curses were for naught however, as he blacked out and fell to the floor. Kerlaya risked a glance to the other Mandalorian's position, only to find he had as well escaped. She moved the remaining Mandalorian up beside the water, using it to wash away the blood dripping down his forehead. She left his helmet by his side and departed, after reassuring herself that he would be fine.

 

She returned to her Landspeeder and powered up the repulsor lift's, pushing it up from the ground. The engine's roared and crackled as they ignited, pushing the vehicle forward at a respectable speed. Kerlaya skillfully piloted it, avoiding numerous problem's and terrain death-trap's, taking it at a brisk pace to the Jedi Enclave. Upon arrival she left her speeder in a garage and paid the mechanic for his goodwill. She arrived in time to see a confrontation of some sort, as a Sith Diplomath was tempting a Padawan's anger.

 

Kerlaya intervened, hoping to save the Padawan from a gruesome fate. "Enough of this! Your diplomatic immunity extend's no right to harassing member's of the Enclave. Padawan, do not think you are innocent in this. You should know better than to tempt the focus of a Sith." The Padawan nodded regretfully and apologised, leaving before he made a fool of himself. The diplomat retorted at Kerlaya's intervention, clearly angered at the Jedi's interference. His Sith escort gave Kerlaya a lasting glance as the Diplomat moved into an obscure corner, likely to deal with more of his ilk. She did not much care for his dealing's, so long as no one was harmed in the process.

 

The reason why such Diplomat's were granted access was a mystery Kerlaya, even more so that Sith had Diplomat's. More the Sith way to destroy than to make peace. Then again, treachery was another path to success for their kind. She shrugged the thought off and returned her focus to her visit, moving quickly to a nearby apartment complex. She returned to her old apartment to find the door wide open and a young Padawan inside. "Oh excuse my Mistress Honz . . . I thought you had moved out by now." She smiled at the young Padawan and shook her head. "Don't think any of it, I just need to retrieve my--"

 

"Droid?" The Padawan finished. She nodded as the Padawan moved to a nearby door. With the push of a button the door opened to reveal a number of item's neatly stacked upon shelves. Kerlaya moved to the small doorway and cast aside some robe's to reveal an inactive T4 unit. She quickly flicked a button at the back of the neck and it's sensor node sparkled to life. The Droid instantly became aware and slowly rolled out of the room. It chimed as it recognised it's rightful owner and moved to her side without delay. "Thank you Padawan. I appreciate your help." The Padawan scratched the back of his neck as he thought up a reasonable answer. In the end he simply smiled and waved her off.

 

Kerlaya emerged from the complex and returned to her speeder, only to find a Rodian trussed in leather fingering the steering array. The Rodian almost screamed when he recognised the approaching Jedi. "That's a fine steering array . . . hey, you wanna buy some death stick's?" She sighed and gently moved him aside with the force, causing him to topple over and drop his death stick's. "Hey--!!" The Rodian snarled angrily. A moment later the speeder surged forward as he leaned on it, causing him to again fall to the floor, only to have his face caught in the downblast of the repulsor lift. The little tuft of hair upon his head immediately flew out of style, becoming tangled and muddled. The Rodian sighed as he rose and brushed himself off, attempting to at least make himself presentable as he took the long 'walk' home. He watched as his hoped-for ride sailed into the distance.

[Fredi]

Fered was known around the academy as a skillful sith and a wise one as well, he has spend a lot of time on the training room fighting captive slaves and doing research as an archaeologist on the tombs.

 

“The force shall free me.”-Fered said as he finished his meditation on his room, He was set to have a meeting with Master Uthar later on the day so he was getting ready for a new mission, what ever if it was to investigate a tomb or any type of mission for the academy.

[The Betrayer]

Romae walked into the Czerka main office in Tatooine.

"Good morning, sir. Had a great morning I hope?" The protocol droid was staring at him. Its words did not match its tone, but then again when did protocol droids start using accents?

"Great a morning as ever, B3."

He walked past the droid into the main hallway. The building split into many hallways. He turned left, then walked straight. There, he entered a door labeled Romae Lod, Chief Inspector. His secretary greeted him.

"Any assignments today?"

"Sir, Yuka Laka has once again refused to pay anything to us."

"Doesn't he realize this planet is ours now? Give that assignment to one of the junior officers. Any others?"

"Assassination."

Romae Lod heaved a sigh of relief. Finally

"This isn't an official Czerka contract, it's for our investors actually. You'll go offworld if that's okay with you."

"Where?"

"I'll transmit the details to you."

"Korriban?"

"Any problems with that?"

"No, I'm in."

[Fredi]

"Sir,our resistance is giving up on the west side of the city, What do we need to do?"- A soldier asks Kriduu as he watches the holomap on the table

"See that open on their flanks soldier? Take a small battalion of 25 men there and start shooting like if the where demons looking to kill you, this will get their attencion, as you do that the men's on front will take less pressure, I will take 10 men and we will hit the other side of the flank, this will feak them enought to retreat for a few days"-Kriduu answered the young and unexpirience human soldier

"Yes sir, You heard him soldiers, move!"- the soldier ordered as they prepared for the attack.

 

The men's on front of the blockade where getting heavy fire but as Kriduu said his plan worked and the Sith battalion reatreated, Who knowns for how much, but atleast is another day to live.

[Kyvios]

Ty entered the Sith Academy near the Dreshdae start port. Out side the sky was turning a beautiful golden color and it sank behind the mountains for Korriban. It sickened Ty to be among so many outsiders, people who could never fully understand and appreciate the ways of his people. He has been told several times that he is human like most of the hopefuls in the academy. But he refused to believe it, every inch of his heart and fiber of his soul screamed that he was and always will be a Tuscan Raider.

 

He walked slowly among the stone floor to his living quarters. Every step upon this ground was another dent, another attack to his pride. That attack upon his pride angered him, enraged him greatly to the point where he just wanted to lash out at some one. It would have been a much better honor to died among his people those years ago, then there would be no damage to his pride,to his honor.

 

Ty spoke to himself in his own language, knowing that no one in the academy could understand him. It was the only solitude he received for himself while being trapt here, his ability to speak a language no one could understand.

 

"Ah, there you young Apprentice" said a calm male voice from behind him

 

Ty turned around slowly, his eyes glaring at the tattooed skinned man standing before him. Another outsider forcing him to speak they're language, they're simple pathetic language.

 

"Yes, Master Uthar" Ty said painfully.

 

Ty noticed a slight grin slide across Uthar Wynn's face "I have prepared a shuttle for you to head to Dantooine. You are to be a 'Diplomat' in some terms for the Sith. Go and see what you can learn from them. They shouldn't attack you, but if they do I'm certain you know what to do."

 

Ty bowed slightly "Yes Master Uthar"

 

Mater Uthar Whynn turned around and walked away. Ty didn't know much about Dantooine, but he knew it contained no sand and wasn't hot enough for him. The longer he stayed here the more angry he became. This torture, this punishment he was being put through had to end at some point. At least that is what he kept trying to tell himself.

 

Ty walked along the cold stone floor again this time his destination was to the spaceport itself. As he entered the spaceport he could hear his boots clank against the metal ground beneath him. His Tuscan robes swayed at his quick pace towards the awaiting vessel.

 

"Ty Hentz, it is a..." the pilot was cut off by Ty grabbing the mans throat and screaming at him in Tuscan language. He dragged the pilot back onto the ship and threw him into the cockpit.

 

"You Fly, not speak" Ty told the pilot as he took a seat next to the man. "Dantooine Now" he finished.

 

The pilot nodded, slightly shaken by Ty's show of rage towards the man for doing his job. The pilot lifted off and entered the orbit, then into space. Once the coordinates were punched in the vessel entered hyperspace. Ty could feel it in his veins as they drew closer to Dantooine, the presence of the Jedi was weak but it was still there. He didn't want to step foot upon that planet, he didn't want to breath its air but he was left with no choice. Some day he believed he would get even to the ones who attacked his people and slaughtered them, some day.

 

The ship landed in an open field and the pilot turned to Ty saying "Master Uthar wants you to walk to the Enclave from here. I'll stay here and wait for you to return."

 

Ty only grunted and walked off of the vessel. The wind blew at the tall grass of the fields. He cold almost feel the wind through his thick robes. This place had a strange beauty to it, a beauty he couldn't describe but at the same time it was sickening to him. He shrugged the feeling off as he started his march to the Jedi Enclave, his lightsaber hanging noticeably from his side.

[Lord of Destruction]

Tristyn walked in to the Coruscant throne room with the thousand fountains rushing water in to a pound of water. while with his own personalized sith armor on. he approached the throne which were Lady bastila and the darkest lord Darth Revan were sitting. as he walked up to them he knelled and bowed his head. "my masters you have sent for me". "yes we have we found a location of a Jedi hiding on the planet Nar Shaddaa his name Justin lake we want you to find the Jedi, and capture him bring him back alive if possible". "as you wish my masters". with that Tristyn walked out flinging his cape behind his back.

[Admiral_Thrawn]

((Lord of Destruction can you please fix your grammar? Right now it's kind of hard to read your post. Thank's in advance.))

 

Kerlaya's speeder glided past her home as she tugged on the control's, swinging the speeder into the garage precisely. "You okay T4?" The Droid chimed as it ejected from the attatchment, landing on the garage floor. Kerlaya gestured a hand at the door, closing it slowly. Upon examining her speeder she entered her house and returned to the meditation chamber, feeling the need to again meditate. The sound of a ship diving into Dantooine's atmosphere filled her thought's, carrying inside some unknown creature. She opened her eye's in a somewhat surprised manner, finding the creature to be a Tusken Raider in appearance, yet something more . . . A lightsaber suddenly materialized upon the image and an aura of the darkside permeated from this figure. "A Sith."

[The Betrayer]

So, I've got a shuttle that will take me to Czerka office in Korriban tomorrow. Might as well read the briefing until then.

The briefing read:

[FOR YOUR EYES ONLY]

[PLEASE DISPOSE OF MESSAGE AFTER BEING READ] Common protocol. These investors do not want authorities, Jedi or otherwise after them, Romae thought. Greetings, Inspector Romae Lod!

 

Your target is a weapons dealer. He sells non-Czerka items and has been a favorite among locals, hurting our investment in the area. You have been chosen for your skills. Ask around in the cantina, I'm sure you'll find him. I want to make it look like an accident. Your HK-24s, unfortunately, cannot aid you in this mission.

[MESSAGE OVER. PLEASE DISPOSE OF THIS DATAPAD]

 

Romae got the datapad and shot it with his rifle. A few seconds later, his boss came into his office.

 

"Ah, Romae. Disposing of datapads, eh?"

"Yes, sir."

"That was the briefing for the assassination mission in Korriban, I assume?"

"Yes, sir."

"While you're in there, would you mind uh.. holding negotiations with the Sith Empire?"

"No, sir."

"Good. After your contract, you are to meet on the behalf of Czerka with a Sith representative. Actually, higher-ups report that they may be sending uh..Avendat?"

His boss took a datapad from his pocket and read the content.

"Uh..Aveniat. Strange names, these Sith folks. Anyway, you are to barter for complete monopoly by Czerka of all arms dealing in the area.The pay will be hefty if you succeed. That is all."

"Of course, sir."

His boss left the room.

Romae lied in his bed. He better sleep early, he had a long day coming ahead.

[Kyvios]

Ty continued to walk along the surface of the planet. Something was strange about the place, it wasn't that he not seen these animals before but the breeze felt like it was trying to produce a sense of calm about him. Almost like this planet wanted to relax his rage and anger. But there was to much of it to be calmed or tamed, and the fact that this planet was trying to do such a thing was insulting. Then he remembered what his father had taught him. His father taught to not rise yourself above the planet like the outsiders do, but learn to become one with it. Ty knew what his father was talking about,but he used his anger to mask the pain he felt for losing his whole tribe.

 

Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a building. Ty could sense someone inside the building, some one strong in the force. He changed his course slightly trying to get a better look at the building. Droids buzzed and beeped at each other as they passed on the property. Everything seemed to work like it was in perfect harmony. With droids around he figured who ever was inside was to lazy to be concerned about. The sound of the droids echoed through his mind and it started to annoy him. Just to relieve some stress he stopped and turned once again so he faced the building. With the force he lifted the droid in the air and threw it into another one causing them to collide. The force of the throw wasn't strong enough for them to explode just to be slightly damaged. After all the droids did nothing to him, so he had no reason to kill them. He started back on his original course for the Jedi Enclave to see what he could learn.

 

To learn what he wasn't exactly sure Master Uthar wasn't clear on the matter. If it meant reading anything that would be difficult. Ty could barely understand what others were saying to him with out thinking upon it for a while. Even though he's been with the Sith for years now it took him a long time to finally accept that he would have to learn they're language if communication would be possible.

[The Betrayer]

Romae Lod was 5 years old. He was in his home. He lived in a 3-storey building, his room was on the 2nd. The 3rd storey contains the master bedroom and his parents' office. The 1st story is basically a big living room with a few guest rooms.

 

Romae walked into the elevator, just ouside his room. Inside was a golden protocol droid. It was a C101. The Lod family had 5, 1 in the elevator, 2 to assist the family members, and 2 to handle guests.

"Good morning, master Romae. Where are you headed?"

"1st floor."

"Right away, master."

C101 tapped away at the terminal in the elevator. Romae heard a beep, as he always had, and the elevator went down. After a few seconds, the elevator doors opened and Romae saw his parents in the living room, having breakfast.

"Good morning, son."

His father said.

"Good morning, Romae."

While his father preferred to call him son, his mother called him "Romae". His father obviously was possesive, while his mother friendly.

"Good morning mom. Good morning dad. Can I play outside?"

"Of course. I'll send the 2 HK-24s with you. Don't go too far", his father said.

Romae ran to his father and mother and pecked them both in the cheek.

 

After which, he ran outside. There, two HK-24s followed him. Mischievously, he ran, knowing that the Hunter Killers won't be able to pursue.

 

He ran about half a mile when he grew tired. His HK bodyguards catched up with him. Romae decided to sit down and rest on a rock.

 

After a minute, he heard two consecutive gunshots. His HK droids were down.

 

"Hello, Romae. I bet mommy and daddy will pay a hefty sum for you, heh?"

He looked up, and saw a Devaronian mercenary. Romae closed his eyes for 20 seconds. He heard a few sounds, and when he opened his eyes, the Devaronian was gone, and a bearded man took his place. A Jedi.

 

"Get away from me!"

Romae got angry. He focused all his anger on the Jedi, and the Jedi was pushed back.

 

"Easy now. It's okay, the Devaronian's gone. I'll bring you back to your parents. Tell me where do you live?"

 

"A big blue building about half a mile from here."

 

"Let's go."

 

 

And then Romae woke up.

[Lord of Hunger]

Avenian's comlink beeped. Oh, what now?

 

He walked into an empty room and activated the comlink. "Lady Bastila for you, Lord Avenian," a feminine computer voice said.

 

The Sith Lord froze. Bastila Shan was not only a distinguished Sith Lord and the apprentice of Darth Revan, but also the Presiding Lord of the Parliament of the Sith Lords. This made her the second most powerful person in the whole Galaxy....

 

"Put her through," Avenian muttered. Nervousness would be an understatement for the feeling that was causing his body to shiver. He had actually met Lady Bastila once, and when he did he could feel the Dark Side flood into his existence just by being in her presence.

 

"Lord Avenian," a prim voice greeted, "you have an assignment from the Dark Lord himself."

 

Avenian could have sworn he miss heard something. "The Dark Lord?"

 

"Yes, this is from the highest level so you understand when I say that this mission cannot fail. The Dark Lord has had a premonition about two individuals: Romae Lod, a top Czerka inspector, and Kerlaya, a Jedi Knight. They are destined to meet and join together to slay a great deal of our personnel. The former is Force Sensitive but has joined neither us or the Jedi yet. Your goal is to turn Romae to the Sith and take out Kerlaya."

 

Avenian nodded. "I see. Do we have intel on these two?"

 

"We requested Romae to be sent to Korriban to meet you for negotiations regarding a possible Czerka monopoly of weapons dealing in that sector. As for Kerlaya, nothing definite but we are guessing she is enjoying the safety of Dantooine. In order to make your job easier we had Lord Uthar send one of his students by the name of Ty Hentz to scout the planet, though he thinks that it's a diplomatic mission. If Ty is incapable the Republic Remnant and or the Jedi will kill him off, but if he's successful he may take out Kerlaya for us."

 

Wow, these people sure know how to manipulate, Avenian thought with a small grin on his face. "So turn Romae, then travel to Dantooine and possibly meet up with Ty to kill this Kerlaya. Understood."

 

"Good," replied the voice. "Bastila Shan out."

 

The comlink clicked. Avenian smiled.

 

One more for us, one less for them.

[Fredi]

Fered was close to impress Master Uthar with all the prestige he has gained, he has discovered numeros sitings, killed 3 rebel students that where against the wishes of Master Uthar and he managed to find a rare sith holocron on a tomb. Fered was very close to winning the prestige contest of this year and the price of becoming a real Sith.

 

"You have summond me master Uthar, What is you're wish?"- Fered asked as he bowed to the master.

"There is a rebel student called Miria on the Shyrack Cave, look for her and kill her, she is very strong, meaby as powerfull as a master, if you finish this task you will have enought prestige to impress me. Go now you have not impress me enought to declare you the winner."- Uthar said

"Yes master"- Fered replied.

 

Fered right after beeing ordered he directed his way straight to the cave, he was ready, he did not carried any other weapond exept for his lightsaber and two concussion granades that he usually carries. At the entrance he can feel the tremendous power this cave has, the dark side energy that it carries. "The power of the dark side is strong in here"- Fered said as he turns on his red lightsaber to see in the dark. With Fered's all senses on,he walks thru the cave until he could see a small fire, like a camp fire, just when he saw it a woman jumps over him.

 

"You will never take me alive sith!!"- She screamed

"Wait!!, you're Miria right?, look I have just seen what the monstrosities of the sith really are, I wish to change!"- Fered said as if he really meant it.

"Liar!, I can feel you are too deep on the dark side to turn"- Miria said as he points her lightsaber towards Fered

"haha!, well Master Uthar said you where a strong oponent, let's see that"- Fered said as he used his lightsaber to break Miria's offense towards him

 

Fered jumped and stud in a ataru positioning, Miria looked to be more on a Niman form, Fered made the first strike right at her as she managed to stop it, she tryied to counter attack while blocking the first swing of his blade but he was fast enought to defend him-self, she then used the force to push him away, he fell to the ground throwing his lightsaber away, she jumps and tryies to end this kick but as she jumps towards him Fered uses force lightning at her and makes her fall, this gives fered time to take his lightsaber from the ground, she studs up and swings her lightsaber to Fered's way, he dodges the attack and staves Miria on the side waist,she lets her lightsaber fall from his face and looks at Fereds eyes wish are yellow now. "You where not that powerfull"- Fered says as he takes out his saber from the body of the rebel sith.

 

With his mission done, he decides to leave the cave and takes direction towards the academy.

[Lord of Destruction]

With that Tristyn walked out the throne room, and boarded the Silver Hawk was he typed the coordinates to Nar Shaddaa, as soon as he typed it, he took of his helmet to revile his light brown hair with his beard very messy, but with no dark side transformation. He got to the seat and sat down "Why cannot the Jedi just die and bring peace to the galaxy". With that he fell asleep to a restless sleep. He got knocked off his chair when he noticed that there were pirates taking his ship aboard their ship. "perfect a distraction that is just what I need when I am on the mission". After a little several dozen pirate boarded his ship "stick your hand up unless you want to die". As Tristyn did what they said he then just flicked his wrists at them releasing a devastating force storm "I did what you said scum".

[Lord of Hunger]

((@ Lord of Destruction: As Admiral-Thrawn said, please take your time and fix your grammar so it is easier to understand your posts. Thank you.))

[Ataris]

The cold, dark smell of the Coruscant slums were enough to make any human wretch. But most of the inhabitants were not human, anyway. Which usually just made the smell worse.

 

This did not bother Aiden that much, however. He enjoyed the coolness and mysteriousness of night. All the better to conceal yourself with, anyway. He looked up at a large building above him, and surveyed the rest of the area. It seemed there was no easy way out of this alleyway. He figured that it would be best not to anger his contact.

 

That being said, his strange sixth sense, which he had come to know as the Force, allowed him now to pick up several strangers, not just one.

 

The contact was supposed to come alone.

 

He hoped this was not another attempt to take his life. Aiden was dangerous, but not without a heart. There were certain missions he rejected. The first time he had killed it had been more or less out of self defense. But there was also a part of him that enjoyed it.

 

A man with dense black armor met him further up the alley, and he sensed two bodyguards closing in behind him, probably hiding in the shadows.

 

"Welcome, Mr. Valko!" the man said. Aiden stepped closer to him to try and break the barrier. He wanted no sign that he knew the bodyguards were there.

 

"Why did you contact me?"

 

"You're all business, aren't you? There have been numerous reports of activities on Dantooine. It appears that something is happening there, although it cannot be certain what, exactly, that is."

 

I'm not all business, I just don't want to get shot.

 

"Why do you need me?" Getting a grip on his vibrosword, he prepared for a confrontation, should it arise.

 

"There is a Jedi there I want you to kill."

 

"I don't deal with Jedi. I have no qualms with them, and they're far too dangerous."

 

"It seems to me that you don't really have a choice."

 

At this Aiden gracefully flew his vibrosword from its sheath on his back, threw back his cloak, ran near the ground behind the guard on the right, and grabbed him from behind, his vibrosword at the man's throat. Then he also pulled out his pistol, aiming it at the guard opposite of him.

 

"Didn't you hear me, Mr. Valko? You will provide us with your services."

 

The smell that night was not because of the aliens, in fact.

 

It was the sleeping gas.

[Fredi]

Fered returned to the academy with Miria's lightsaber at hand, he went straight to Master Uthar and gave him the lightsaber.

 

"Master, Miria's lightsaber"- Fered said as he gave the lightsaber to the Sith master.

"Good Student, you have gain enought prestige to convince me that you're the winner. Prepare you're self student for tomorrow you will take you're final test to become a full sith, you should rest and prepare for tomorrow."- Master Uthar informed Fered.

"Yes master, I will"- Fered answered as he bowed and left the presence of the master.

 

Fered then left the academy and headed to Dreshdae, where he was going to meet with someone at the Drunk Side, the cantina. Fered went straight to the last table on the left side of the cantina, people say they always see him with someone on the same table and with the same person.

 

"Atlast I have gain enought prestige, I will face my last test tomorrow"- Fered said to the unknown persone seated right infront of.

"I am proud of you Fered, you're dedication has given success"- The unknown person said, it face cant be seen on the distant because the shadow blocks the face of the person.

"I will pass this test, I can feel it"- Fered says

"I know you will, I trust you with my soul"- The unkown person says as it puts his hands over Fered's hands

"I will return tomorrow, you know is too risky"- Fered said as he studs up getting ready to leave.

"Yes, I should return to the Czerka office now, Love you Fered, take care"- the unkown persons says

"I will Leria"- Fered says as he leaves the table.

 

Fered returns to his bed and takes rest for tomorrow.

[Kyvios]

Sliding the droid into the other proved to have little enjoyment as Ty walked backwards away from the building. He was here for Diplomatic reasons, usually with the intention of peace. It seemed to be a long walk to the Jedi Enclave and Ty was growing tired of walking. In the distance he heard the sound of a waterfall and a running river. He thought it do him some good to take a break. He tried to remember the last time he saw actually running water, such things didn't exist on Tatooine. They had become dried up because of the intense heat caused by the suns.

 

He walked over to the river stood there and watched it for several moments losing himself at the sight of running water. He saw running water back on Korriban but nothing that looked this amazing. It appeared that the water seemed to caress the rocks and earth with such softness. Ty wondered if he was capable of showing such affection for something, caring for something so deeply as the river did for the earth it ran along.

 

Ty knelt down onto the ground placing his hands upon his knees still watching the water. Slowly he closed his eyes and raised his hands. This would be the first time he willingly removed his Tuscan Raider face mask, he's had to remove it before but it was stripped away from him by the Sith when he first arrived at Korriban. They eventually returned it after he was allowed to wear his Tuscan Raider equipment again.

 

Slowly he slid his hands under the hood and unequipped the mask from his face. Ty placed his hand gently upon his head pulling back his hood while he set his mask down by his side. He knelt there talking to himself in the Tuscan language. Ty kept saying whether or not it would be a good idea to see what he looked like. Did he honestly look like everyone else like he was told so many times.

 

For the first time ever it wasn't anger or madness that controlled his heart but fear...

[The Betrayer]

Romae was sweating profusely. He dreamed about the Jedi. AGAIN. He walked to his office, reprimanding a few junior officers for slacking off along the way. When he opened the door to his office, he found his boss talking to his secretary.

 

"Uh, right. Good morning Romae."

"Good morning, sir."

"I have been waiting for 5 minutes already."

Romae felt ashamed. This might lead to a demerit or something.

"I apologize, sir, but-"

"No buts inspector. Anyway, I came here to tell you something. Uh..can you excuse me dear?"

The boss said to the secretary.

"Of course, sir."

The secretary left the room, hurrying.

"Romae, I just got a dispatch from the Sith Empire. We've confirmed that Addemiat..er.."

"Avenian, sir."

"Right. We've confirmed that he will be the one meeting with you. One more thing, after the assassination, dispose of your weapons?"

"I must object, sir. Going into a Sith's lair without weapons is like-"

"I know, I know. Bringing a ship into a Mynock's nest. Here."

Romae's boss handed him a small pistol.

"That's a strong pistol. Czerka CA-47, if I'm not mistaken. It might be small, but it can kill a person with one shot, armored or otherwise."

"Thank you sir. I'll be leaving now."

"Of course. Good luck Romae."

"Yes, sir."

[Admiral_Thrawn]

((So everyone want's to kill my character? Well that's just so beatiful! @Kyvios, I believe it's spelt Tusken.))

 

Kerlaya silently sat on a cliff overlooking the waterfall. The sudden arrival of a figure clad in Tusken robe's did not surprise her, as she had saw such a figure in her last visit her, during her meditation. She did not look upon him directly, instead meditating upon the cliff, allowing the water's tranquil flow to overcome her sense of hearing.

 

She ignored the figure, knowing full well his purpose here. A 'diplomat' most likely, with the purpose of a test. The Tusken-trussed Human had likely come from Korriban and was affiliated to the Sith, attributed by the disturbance in his thought's and affinity with the dark side. She thought better than to disturb hm, as it would likely be taken in offense. Her emotion's constantly tried to warn her of some approaching threat, some unknown enemy. The image of a world in flame's quickly filled her thought's, but she knew this to be an illusion. Or the future . . .

 

The sight of the Jedi Enclave alight quicky suggested Dantooine, but due to it's current state it was likely to be in the future. The near future . . . A masked figure overlooked the process, but it was not of Revan's ilk. It hungered . . . an all consuming hunger. No form, but simply a primal force with a single purpose. She quickly withdrew from this line of thought, an overpowering hunger wracking every fibre of her being. She steadied herself with a few deep breath's and looked elsewhere, only to find misery and suffering.

 

She blocked out everything and remembered one phrase as she looked over the image's of horror and despair. "There is no death, there is the force." Then another entity noted her presence, another masked creature. A Human . . . Revan. Kerlaya struggeld against the ghostly incarnation of the Sith Lord. She repelled him with little effort, by design or chance. "Or chance . . ."

[Kyvios]

(@ Admiral- you were right. I am so ashamed lol.)

 

Ty continued to kneel there by the river side wondering if he should confirm what everyone he has trained with told him. He chose not to knowing that it didn't matter what he looked like on the outside, it only matter what he felt on the inside. And on the inside he was conflicted about the right choices. He knew what his father and taught him growing up, and what his Master was teaching were two completely different things.

 

His father always taught him that nothing was better then anything. But the outsiders tried to prove that they ever better then everything, even each other. They showed no respect for the land they lived on, or the land they visited. It saddened his father that the outsiders remained so blind to they're own faults.

 

Ty placed his face mask back on and pulled his hood over his head. He stood up slowly from the river side and sighed. He knew only one thing for certain, he wanted revenge upon those who slaughtered his village. Ty turned around slowly and faced the direction of the enclave. Then he turned his head and looked at the top of the cliff.

 

"Not blind Jedi. Sensed you from beginning. Lucky not here to fight" He said to the Jedi at the top of the cliff.

[Admiral_Thrawn]

"Nor am I here to fight Tusken Raider, I simply came to think. If you want to fight, why not return to that academy of your's and kill some innocent prisoner's?" She did not quite like the tone of this Tusken, but she let no emotion penetrate her image. Again image's flooded her mind, of her family and friend's. Of there passing and death. She prayed for them silently.

[Lord of Hunger]

((@ Admiral_Thrawn: Only because you are the only Jedi character. Besides, PM-mentioned event will change that.))

 

Ty placed his face mask back on and pulled his hood over his head. He stood up slowly from the river side and sighed. He knew only one thing for certain, he wanted revenge upon those who slaughtered his village. Ty turned around slowly and faced the direction of the enclave. Then he turned his head and looked at the top of the cliff.

 

"Not blind Jedi. Sensed you from beginning. Lucky not here to fight" He said to the Jedi at the top of the cliff.

 

"Nor am I here to fight Tusken Raider, I simply came to think. If you want to fight, why not return to that academy of your's and kill some innocent prisoner's?" She did not quite like the tone of this Tusken, but she let no emotion penetrate her image. Again image's flooded her mind, of her family and friend's. Of there passing and death. She prayed for them silently.

 

Avenian opened his eyes. Why are not killing her, Ty? pondered the Sith Lord. You are a Sith, she is a Jedi.

 

This premonition was good news and bad news. The good news was that he knew Kerlaya was indeed on Dantooine. The bad news was that he now had to execute Ty for his failure to carry out the will of the Sith. Jedi were to be exterminated on sight. There was no alternative. Granted, Ty was sent of a diplomatic mission to Dantooine, but any opportunity to slay the enemies of the Dark Lord was to be taken.

 

"Shame," Avenian muttered. "He's a good warrior."

 

Fortunately, this Romae would be a good match for either target and more than a decent replacement for the Marauder. So Lord Avenian sat on a bench near the Dreshdae landing pad, awaiting the Czerka inspector's arrival.

[Kyvios]

As Ty started to walk again heading towards the Jedi Enclave he was stopped by three Mandalorian Raiders and they're Duros companions. He didn't sense much of a threat from these men so he continued walking. One of the Mandalorians stopped Ty and shoved him back.

 

"Where do you think your going?" said the Mandalorian that shoved him back. "Ohh one of those Sand People huh? Out of your element" he said with a little laugh.

 

Another Mandalorian stepped by his companions side saying "Enough of this lets just kill him"

 

It took Ty a awhile to decipher what they were saying, but he understood the word 'kill'. Using the force he pulled one of the Mandalorians closer to him activated his blade pulling the Raider right through the blade. Ty's blade illuminated the Mandalorians back with a brilliant Reddish Orange color, it almost looked as if the now dead Mandalorian had a sunrise painted upon his back.

 

He let the body fall to the ground and started to walk forward lifting the two Duros in the air and snapping they're necks with little effort. One of the Mandalorians pulled out two of they're heavy blasters and started firing at Ty. Quickly Ty pulled the other mandalorain over to block the blaster bolts then sending his body into his fellow mandalorian knocking them both down.

 

Ty quickly jumped and did a forward spin in the air crashing his blade into the two stunned mandalorians killing them. Behind him he heard a whimper of a little child. He stood up slowly leaving his blade activated and turned around. They're standing beneath him was a young mandalorain child, or possibly a child stolen from a home here on Dantooine. He couldn't be certain.

 

With each step Ty took the child withdrew in fear a little more. Ty stood there towering over the frightened child. He knew his Tusken appearance had to be the reason the child was so frightened.

 

"Uli-ah? This no place for child" Ty said to the little boy still standing in fear.

 

Ty sighed slightly shacking his head "Where home?" still the child didn't respond. Finally he deactivated his lightsaber and placed it back on his belt showing the child he ment no harm. Slowly he crouched down looking into the childs eyes. He placed his hand on his chest as he said "Home far. Place of Sand and honor. Place of respect." Slowly he placed his hand on the childs shoulder gently "Where home?"

 

He wasn't sure why he felt the need to help this child. Maybe it was because he used to feel as lost and confused as the boy does now. Then in the background Ty heard the activated of three lightsabers.

 

Quickly he shot up to his feet using the force he pulled his lightsaber from his belt and activated it. Stepping back slowly he placed his hand on the childs back blocking any attacks towards the child by his leg. Standing in front of them were four Dark Jedi, ready to kill him.

 

"You should have killed the Jedi when you had the chance" one of them said

 

"Here in peace, not murder" Ty said with anger in his voice.

 

"You know the rules. Now you will face our Lords wrath."