A long time ago........(Before the sith academy)

[Darth Slayne]

Rightio, here is part two of my "little" pre academy days story...enjoy!

 

 

The dim light glinted coldly from the many cloning tanks as the newly awakened Darth Slayne inspected them each in turn. Within each tank was an exact replica of himself, each at various stages of development, yet none of them looked at all over twenty standard years old. He preferred to be reborn young, that way his reflexes would always be in perfect form. Dimly he recalled a time when he was at the age of ninety, and frowned. He had killed himself that time. It made him sick to think he should ever have to be that feeble again. That's why he had the cloning tanks created so long ago. Although those old contraptions were prone to failing quite often. But these newer ones he had stolen from a group of skinny long-necked creatures were just right with the right modifications. He recalled with satisfaction how he had captured a few of these pathetic creatures, and how he made them install the tanks to his exact specifications. Before he disposed of them, he also made them programme his droids in every aspect of cloning. It was the droids that maintained his hidden base while he was away. A droid would not rebel. A droid would not betray him. He was the master here, and none could take that from him.

Yet he felt the summons all too well. A new master beckoned him; a strong master. One with a power he had not felt since the Sith order fell over two millennia ago. After so many years lurking among the shadows, constantly having to resurrect himself, a new Lord of darkness had finally come; a master worthy of Slayne's servitude. But Slayne knew also that he would have to serve lesser Sith than himself for a time, but that mattered little to him. Times change, and there was always something new to learn; even from one who was a but a child in comparison to his own age. The force had a way of humbling those of great arrogance. Yes, he would serve his master well. It was what he did best. Lord Slayne of the ancient order was not here to rule, he was here to ensure that the Sith lived on. Even if it took another two thousand years to happen; he would be there to see that it happened. He was a patient man, a predator that lucked in the darkest of shadows. A cold-blooded assassin that would wait and study his target no matter how long it took. Then he would strike…

A metallic clicking on the polished metal floor announced the presence of his main servant droid X9-57. As Slayne turned to regard it, the droid stood to rigid attention, its servomotors humming quietly.

“Master,” the black and chrome coloured droid said with a rasping voice, its bug-like head gesticulating as it did so, “your ship has been rearmed and resupplied. All onboard systems are nominal, and all minor repairs are complete. What are your orders?”

“Continue monitoring the clones for any defects.” Slayne commanded. “And dispose of some of these older ones. They're no longer needed.”

“Of coarse sir.” The droid grated. “Good luck with your mission master.”

Slayne watched the stiff movements of the droid as it turned and headed for the exit. Luck? He found himself thinking. There is no such thing, there is only the force. And it was the force that called him to some out in the cold of space…

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The spiralling vortex of hyperspace abruptly dissipated with a myriad streaks of light, which in turn vanished and was replaced by the rapidly growing green globe of a planet. When finally the inertia of deep space travel slowed enough for the ships sub-light engines to kick in, the bulk of the forest world almost obscured the light speckled tapestry of space as Darth Slayne gazed through the transparasteel canopy. Already he could feel a strong presence on the planet before him, and he immediately shrouded himself with the dark art of the force. They would not sense him coming. As an after thought he activated the ships scrambling field; a device that would cause scanning sweeps to bounce of his ships hull and make it impossible to establish a reliable lock. Satisfied he guided the craft closer to the planet.

The sleek, angular ship seemed to glide gracefully through space, almost invisible against the star field due to the flat-black metal of its hull. Twice the size of a Sith infiltrator, it resembled two halves of a scaled down star destroyer joined at the middle by a hull structure not dissimilar to a Tentive IV Blockade runner. She was Slaynes pride and joy, and he had named her the Stygian Wraith.

 

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“My scopes are negative.” Lt. Traddin said into his headset. “Are you sure you saw something?” He had an uneasy feeling brewing inside him.

“I'm positive, green leader.” The slightly distorted voice replied. “My scope picked it up at point five nine. Whatever it was it was moving fast, but vanished almost as quick as it appeared.”

Lt. Traddin had no reason to doubt his wingman, years of experience together made the man the most reliable pilot in his squadron. If his closest friend had seen something, then something was definitely out there. “All right we'll check it out then. All fighters form on me.”

The four X-wings from green squadron suddenly veered from their present coarse and speed toward the distant green planet.

 

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His eyes closed, Darth Slayne focused on the planet below and ever so gently reached out with the force. He had powered down the Stygian Wraith's engines to minimise any possible detection from the many freighters that hung in orbit, and now threw all his concentration on the planet surface. Yes, he could sense them all right, Jedi; and quite a large number of them too. He brushed over many of the less experienced padawans' minds with feather light manipulation of his dark art. They were building something….a secret base. He probed a little deeper. Ah…they are trying to recover from a recent defeat…It's still fresh in their minds. A chilling grin came to Darth Slayne's lips. They wish to hide themselves from their attackers. Yes….the Sith! They think they are safe here…

A slight whine from his communications systems brought him from his trance an instant before a voice sounded in the speaker. “Unidentified craft, power down your deflector shields and prepare to escorted to the planet surface!”

A flash of anger shot through Slayne. How could he have been so careless? He should have activated the scrambler before entering the system. But there was nothing for it now.

“Unidentified craft. Respond immediately!”

With a sudden orange-red flare, the Stygian Wraith's twin engines came to life and the sleek ship accelerated with alarming speed toward the darkness of space. For a moment the X-Wings were left in her wake, but the experienced pilots were quick to increase throttle, and the four fighters roared after the fleeing ship.

“Unidentified craft! Power down immediately or we WILL open fire!”

Slayne ignored the order, calmly waiting for the ships computer to calculate the jump into hyperspace.

“All right, this is it boys!” Lt. Traddin crowed gleefully. “Lock S-Foils in attack positions! Lets take this baby out!”

In perfect synchronisation, the wings of the four fighters opened up to form the famous “X” position that gave the Incom T-65 snub fighter its legendary nickname.

“Sir!” His wingman, green two, called out. “We can't get a lock on him! That'll render torpedoes useless. Target tracking is out too!”

“Then we'll just have to do this the old fashioned way.” Traddin grinned, loving every second of this new challenge. “Manual targeting. Just like back in flight school!”

Just then, Traddin's flight computer sounded an alarm. He looked down at the small screen in front of him, and at the four small blips that appeared directly ahead of them. His head snapped up to get visual confirmation of what the scope just told him, spotted them and then cursed. “Look out! He's launched tracking mines! All fighters break formation! Break formation!”

Without hesitation the X-Wings split up and took evasive action. Traddin frantically fired toward the incoming mines as he rolled his fighter and broke sharply to the right, noting that he at least took one of the deadly devices out. His wingman destroyed another in a similar move. A quick glance to his left told him that one of his wingmen was in trouble.

“Green three!” He screamed. “Break left! Break left!”

The pilot of green three had a better view of the danger and knew that he'd be a dead man if he followed that order. It would place him in the path of the second mine. In a panic he pulled up in an attempt to dodge the initial threat, but the mine easily compensated and impacted with his starboard wing. The resulting explosion sent green three spiralling out of control and directly into the flight path of green four. There was a blinding flash as the two craft collided, followed by brilliant explosion that sent both pilots to oblivion. An instant later the remaining mine clipped green two's port lower engine and detonated.

Traddin could only watch in horror as the tail end of his beast friend's X-Wing disintegrated. He could do nothing to block out the terrified scream that came through his receiver. A scream that just went on and on, as the flaming remains of the fighter spiralled out of control before erupting in a ball of searing plasma. Then all was deathly quiet save for the sound of his own ships engines.

At that moment Slayne sent the Stygian Wraith into a reversed loop and headed straight for the remaining X-Wing fighter. With a flick of a switch the ships side mounted turrets folded out of the hull plating and fired volley after rapid volley of red death at the sole survivor. Traddin looked up too late to save his own life…

Darth Slayne grinned with satisfaction, and promptly guided his ship away from the planet and the seething mass of fighters that sped toward his position. A beep from his navicomputer told him all he needed to know. Seconds later the Stygian Wraith made the jump to hyperspace…

 

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Obi Wan took the news calmly as Darklighter made the grim report. Yet more precious lives were lost to this senseless war. He could almost feel the years pressing down on him as he regarded his friend. “Give the order to evacuate.” He said numbly.

“Consider it done.” The younger man replied, before forcing a grin to appear. “Look at the bright side, my friend. At least we didn't lose a base this time, because we didn't get a chance to build it yet!” With that Darklighter turned and left his friend to his thoughts.

Obi Wan strode over to a nearby window and gazed upon the lush forest terrain. A new Sith Lord had entered the fray. He could feel it. Now they were forced to flee again. He would have to find a new planet in order to rebuild the academy. Perhaps the planet Thedonias…

 

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There! Done! (wipes sweat from exhausted brow) Sorry about the length. I may be posting a third and final istallment for this behemoth...any how, I'll cross THAT bridge when I get to it...

[Darklighter]

I will post the next part of my story in just a sec:D

[whitedragon]

Originally posted by Darklighter

I will post the next part of my story in just a sec:D

how did i not get into this thread. so are we basicly telling our back storys?

[Darth Slayne]

Yeah, Its sort of an introdution of your character and how he came to be in his respective academy.

[whitedragon]

ok well ill give a brief summery of mine.

 

i was a young child on a ice planet like hoth when i stumbeled on a under ground room filled with books. they were in a strange language but for some reason i was able to read them. they were about jedi battel tactics ond so on. i studied for years reading them and one day when i was 14 or so i constructed a duel lightsaber sence i discovered i had the force and sence i studyed for years on the subject i learned very easly how to use it with out killing myself. i also studyed other saber styles. years past and i married a young woman and we had a son. then a sith and his son (shadow angel and his father) came to our planet and started to ruel it with brutal force. so i got tired of the bastard so i challenged angels father and bairly won. shadow angel was angered beond beleaf and started to destroy each town one by one untill he found out who killed his father. he found out it was me, went to my house when i wasent there, killed my wife and son because they wouldent tell him where i was and left the planet knowing that i would come after him. the jedi acadamy had been astablished a year or two before that. obi-wan came to the planet, found me and brought me to the jedi acadamy and if he hadent found me i would have surely turned to the darkside. and so i became the duel saber trainer and brought the books i found and we applied them to the acadamys teachings. and the rest is history.

 

what do you think

[Darth Slayne]

Looking pretty good.

That would explain the anamosity between your characer and Shadow angel. I know I'd be pretty agro if someone iced my family. Things like that have a tendancy to draw a character to the dark side. Keep up the good work.

[whitedragon]

Originally posted by Darth Slayne

Looking pretty good.

That would explain the anamosity between your characer and Shadow angel. I know I'd be pretty agro if someone iced my family. Things like that have a tendancy to draw a character to the dark side. Keep up the good work.

thanks alot for the comment

[Darklighter]

Darklighter lived on the a peaceful planet as a farmboy, working with his father and mother. As he needed more money, Darkighters father joined the smugglers trade. He was decieved and aimed at for assassination. Obi-wan's hearing of the situation was merely a chance happening.

 

A ruthless bounty hunter had been dispatched to hunt down and kill darklighter and his family. His mother and father were slaughtered, and had not Obi-wan come about the situation he would have been to. But it was not chance after all that brought Obi-wan to him. 'Nothing happens by accident' a powerful Jedi had once sad. As Obi-wan looked into the young Tidus Darklighter's eyes, he could see wisdom, the force strong in him. He would make a powerful Jedi in time and training. That time was nearly over. The bounty hunter had been hired by a mysterious Aser Loane, a crime lord in one of the main smuggler syndicates. He was believed dead, but Darklighter would not hesitate to hunt him down if he heard news of Loane's whereabouts.

 

After the misery Darklighter had suffered with the loss of his family, the complete and utter torment and fear of bounty hunters and criminals, you would think his sadness and pain would have to end. Obviously, you would be mistaken.

 

After years training at the Academy under the watchful guidance of Obi-wan, Darklighter had raised his skill and physical prowess to the highest possible level. However on his fourth year, Darkighter was caught up in the most painful event of his life.

 

Someone joined the Academy as Darklighter was nearing the end of his training. A young human female named Taliara, of great skill and determination. They had practised a lot together, and she was becoming incredibly powerful as a Jedi.

 

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They walked up towards each other, the wooden sticks at their sides ready to spar. Darklighter with his black and brown hair and white Jedi garments stepped up towards his opponent. Taliara was calm, her blonde hair tied back and her blue and red clothes shone in the flame lit hall of the Jedi sparring room. She was very beautiful, her eyes glistened and sparkled, her face was pure and almost perfect. As the two braced theirselves in the ready saber stance, they stared into each other's eyes and smiled before attacking at the same time.

 

Darklighter was the first to strike below, but it was blocked, and Taliara swung the saber back at him. He gained control and lunged, as she flipped backwards out of the way. This fight carried on for much a time, before it was suddenly ended. Darklighter swung forward and in the blink of an eye she flipped around and struck him on the back.

 

"You're dead" she said out of breath, and Darklighter turned around, the look on his face stern. As she smiled at him, they both broke out into laughter. They night was calm now and the Sun had long since disappeared. They walked together amonst the trees surrounding the grounds. They were only a foot apart, and Taliara looked up into the sky.

 

"It's so beautiful" her voice was soft and gentle "I wish I could just travel all over the galaxy, just searching every planet...it would be wonderful."

 

"But you can't" Darklighter's voice came in response. "Our place is here. Though someday you will...and I'll be there with you." On that she stopped and looked wondering into his eyes. She spoke softly but clearly too him, as if they were the only two people in the whole world.

 

"You know, I was so scared when I first came here. So scared of what would happen to me, whether I would make it. You've always been here for me. I know a Jedi is sworn to act in the right manner...but I don't know what I feel. I just don't want the feeling to go away." There was silence all of a sudden...the moment seemed to last forever. "As long as you are here I feel so safe."

 

"You mean the world to me, and more" Darklighter spoke through his heart. This was almost involuntary, he could not hide his feelings. She smiled at him, and kissed him gently on the cheek. With that she walked away, and looked back as she turned into the dorms. With a smile she disappeared. He could feel it so easily now. The love inside him grew for her. It had been so long, and neither of them had ever said anything. Darklighter felt so happy, like he was the luckiest man in the galaxy.

 

Suddenly he heard a scream from inside the dorms. Without warning he ran towards them, his lightsaber now drawn from his belt. It now came from towards the hanger bay and as he emerged in the open, he could see a shuttle leaving from the ground. A caped figure stood with on the shuttle ramp as it was about to take off. His arm was around the neck of Taliara. Darklighter ignited his saber and shouted towards him.

 

"Let her go now!!" he yelled.

 

"Help Tidus!" she screamed at him.

 

"Well well, look what we have here" the voice cackled. "If you find their weakness you can get anything out of them it seems. You will pay for what your father did Tidus. You will pay with the lives of others!"

 

"Loane...NO!!!" he screamed as Loane ignited his saber and forced it through Taliara. She fell to the ground as he climbed aboard the shuttle.

 

"You will pay!" his final words wer distant. As the shuttle took off, Darklighter ran to Taliara lying on the ground. Her speech was faint and stuttered.

 

"...Ti..dus?" she said softly. Tears began to run from his eyes.

 

"Yes I'm here, you're going to be fine" he said gently, but she smiled at him. She knew the truth. He looked at the wound. The blod already began to seep though her clothes.

 

"She looked up at him, her eyes glistening with the light of the moon, staring into his.

 

"I...love you..." she said in a soft whisper.

 

"I love you too..." but it was no use. Her eyes did not move, and her hand that cling to his arm dropped. He was too late.

 

The tears ran through his eyes as the truth came to him. The hate began. He could stand it no longer. He was shaking with complete anger. The ones he loved were gone. He would make them pay. He would make sure of it.

 

His eyes raised, and he stared at the sky, the white now red with hatred, filled with tears as he glared out under his low brow.

 

"I will find you" he whispered, "and you will die."

 

He left her body and proceeded to the hanger bay. Nothing else mattered now. He would take on the forces of Aser Loane, ad he would not fail.

[Darth Slayne]

That was......well, what can I say? A shiver ran down my spine, during the part with the dark figure killing the girl. That was great. But, then, I've always been a sucker for a little romance.

[Darklighter]

I thought I'd go for that approach...I think the romance kinda makes it a lot more tragic...thanku for your support:D

[obi]

Darklighter moved himself to one of the nearest transports, and began to charge the engines.

 

Obi-wan woke in a cold sweat. Something was wrong. Something had happened. He reached to the force to see what was the matter. He then realized that it was Darklighter. His best pupil. Obi-wan13 Arose from his bed, and put on his robe and sandels. He walked to the lift, and took it to the ground level, then he walked to the hangar bay.

 

There is much anger here, pain, suffering, hatred....

 

Obi-wan walked into the hanger cautiously and looked at Darklighter, who was refueling a transport ship.

 

"What are you doing?" Obi-wan asked.

 

"Taliara is dead, Master." Darklighter spat out the words.

 

"She's dead?" Obi-wan asked, in complete confusion, yet now understanding why Darklighter was so upset. " how did she die?" He asked.

 

"SHe was murderd by cowards. Damned Cowards!" Darklighter said, as he began to cry, and he smashed his fist onto a fuel container.

 

"Calm down, young one! Your anger will solve nothing." Obi-wan said.

 

"Master, I can't just not do anything about it! These people need to learn how to respect life!" Darklighter said, now yelling.

 

"And you seeking revenge will show them the respect of life?" Obi-wan asked.

 

"You cannot stop me master." Darklighter said. "It must be done."

 

"I can stop you, young one. This shuttle is property of the academy, and you will not use it in an act of anger or revenge. You must calm yourself. Being angry about someone's death will not bring them back." Obi-wan said. "I cared for her too, but wishing for something will not make it happen. She is one with the force now, young one. Except this." Obi-wan said, putting his hand on Darklighter's shoulder.

 

Out of complete surprise to obi-wan, Darklighter slapped his hand off of him. Obi-wan brought a sad face upon himself, and and Darklighter's face was now one of anger. Darklighter took a quick, deep breath, and said:

 

"I Quit."

 

Obi-wan was now completely surprised by Darklighter's words.

 

"What?" Obi-wan asked.

 

"I quit. You will not hold me back. I know what I must do, and you can not stop me." Darklighter said, as the fuel gage registered full, and he disconnected the fuel line. He began to walk up the shuttle's ramp when Obi-wan ran up behind him and grabbed him.

 

"Listen to yourself! What you have become! Let go of your anger before it destroys you!" Obi-wan shouted over the hum of the engines.

 

Darklighter figited out of obi-wans arms, and turned to face him. Then, the unthinkable happened.

 

Darklighter held out his arm, and a bolt of lightning came sizzling from Darklighter's hand, and bolted through obi-wan13. Obi-wan shouted with pain, and fell to the ground, still being electrocuted.

 

"I am sorry about all of this, Obi-wan, I have no faults with you." Darklighter said, as he turned and walked to the cock-pit, and launched the shuttle.

 

Obi-wan stood, holding his side from the pain, and watched the shuttle fly off in disbelief.

[Darth Slayne]

This is pretty good. I'm getting a better feel for the characters involved now.... Nice touch Obi!

 

What I love most about you good Jedi is that you have to be so CAREFUL in all that you. It makes thing interesting to say the least.

[Dissectional]

Well I feel like posting a little about my rival, who you guys know nothing about (yet). As with all the stories, Obi-wan is included...

[Dissectional]

Dissectional had grown so fast, it was a wonder that Obi-wan had picked up the young one only 2 years ago. He was alredy adept with a lightsaber, and his knowledge of the force well excelled those of the other younglings. He could jump higher, run faster, and sometimes outwit his master, Dath Maximus. Obi-wan knew he would be a fine Jedi sooner than he thought.

 

"Well, how are we doing with saber practice, Dissectional?" Obi-wan asked the stout, dark-haired youth.

"Working on my backhand parry, Master Kenobi," he replied. Even a padawan could tell that he needed no work on his backhand parry, for it was smooth and flawless.

"Let's see how you fare in a simulated duel," Kenobi smirked.

"Y.. You mean with saber droids?!" Dissectional gawked. The honor of dueling a saber droid had not once crossed his mind.

"All I can say is, keep your mind clear and your strokes precise." And with that note, he punched a button, and a bipedal droid, armed with a red lightsaber, stepped from a unit mounted on the wall. Its saber ignited, and it stood ready to battle.

 

Dissectional's emerald green blade flared up with a hiss, and he leapt into action. Swinging with youthful vigor, Dissectional's blade was snapping and cracking at a blinding pace. Parry, counter, swing, duck, he was faster than anyone Obi-wan had ever seen at his age. "By the force, he's unbelievable!" Obi stood with his jaw dropped as Dissectional proceeded to knock the droid's saber from its grip and slice through it's chest at an angle. The droid fell to the floor in a shower of spark and smoke. Obi applauded loudly, a wide smile across his face.

 

"Well done young one." He was astonished at the display of pure perfection he saw. He was even a little intimidated, if only for a moment.

 

Dissectional knew he did a good job. little did he know that he would need all his saber skills, sooner than he knew...

 

To Be continued...

[Darth Slayne]

Hello there Dissectional. When I was writing the second part of my story, I originaly inteded to have your squadron as the ones coming to investigate the appearance of the Stygian Wraith. But in light of what I wrote, I didn't think you'd like that very much, so I changed it to green squadron instead.

[Darklighter]

Wow Obi...thats was really brilliant. I loved my kind of fall to the darkside, that was so moving. I loved it. I'll see what will happen to me after when I get back.

 

And Dissectional, that was great:)

 

Keep up the good work guys...I will post the next part later:D

[whitedragon]

you guys think i should put my summery into story form

[Darth Slayne]

Why should you not be allowed? hmmm? I don't think anyone is going to bite you. Besides, If I did one I suppose anyone can....

[whitedragon]

Originally posted by Darth Slayne

Why should you not be allowed? hmmm? I don't think anyone is going to bite you. Besides, If I did one I suppose anyone can....

i dident say will you allow me i said would it be a good idea

[Dissectional]

heh the stories are superb, especially Darklighter's. I'll be posting an addition to my story soon, but i have writers block at the moment. I need to sit down with a finely rolled joint and think about how my rival will come into play. stay tuned sports fans!

[Reb Starblazer]

Uhh Dissectional, Ixnay on the ugsdray:tsk:

 

I don't think that you're allowed to be mentioning them, so I suggest you edit that. Plus, you shouldn't be doing them anyway, they're not exactly good for you(especially your brain) Not trying to start a big debate here, just understand why I'm saying this.

[whitedragon]

HEY IS ANYONE GOING TO POST ANOTHER STORY ON THE EPII FORUM! ITS DIEING PRETTY QUICKLY!!!

[Dath Maximus]

*shakes head disaprovingly*

 

my padawan is a pot head

shame, shame

[Darklighter]

Even as a Jedi, after everything that had happened to him, it was understandable how Darklighter felt. The burning anger, the death of his loved ones inflamed his heart, only hate was in him now. He was probably the most powerful Jedi at the Academy, besides Obi-wan. The fear of these people had led him to anger. Absolute anger that burned inside him. The shuttle was entering outer space, and Darklighter slammed his hand on the control panel to accelerate.

 

"I'll pay, will I?!" he yelled at the top of his voice. "We'll see who'll pay this time Loane! We'll see!!" he screamed again, and jumped to hyperspace.

 

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Obi-wan climbed to his feet. He could not believe what had just happened. The electricity was still flowing through him, and it sparked as he moved. He was utterly bewildered.

 

"Tidus..." he said whispering, trying to speak to him through the force, "...what have you done?"

 

He raised to his feet. He would have got in a shuttle, he would have followed him and stopped him. But there was no stopping Darklighter. Obi-wan new how he felt. He had been there and saved his life and watched him suffer the torment of losing his parents. He had been like a father to him. And yet, after all the times he had helped and given him guidance, Obi-wan could not do anything. He stood, he felt so helpless.

 

"So be it" he said, and walked slowly back to the Academy, his head held low.

 

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The shuttle plunged out of hyperspace, right above the planet. It was dark, the planet in the middle of night. It was one of the main smugglers moons, only a few light years away from his home planet. The fortress of Aser Loane was a meshwork of corridors, an entaglement of large rectangular buildings, one huge tower that sprang from the middle towards the sky.

 

He landed just outside the entrance, and saw two guards outside talking. Without hesitation, he grabbed his saber and strode quickly towards them, his eyes fixed on them with pure rage. They saw him coming at them fast, and shouted loudly at him.

 

"Let's see some ID..." before he could finish, Darklighter shouted.

 

"Here's my ID" and landed his fists in there faces, smashing the helmets as their bodies were thrown against the wall. He didn't care anymore. Everone he cared about he had lost. He was a Jedi, a powerful Jedi with nothing to lose.

 

He pushed the bodies away from his path and walked through the main double doors. Suddenly, gurads appeared from all sides of the long corridor.

 

"Hey!" shouted the first. Darklighter rounded a well aimed kicked to his head, and he went hurtling towards the other side of the walkway. He ignited his saber now and spun around to cut the next at the torso. He turned backwards and stabbed the next trooper in the stomach, and flipped back around to kick him out of the way. The last began to run off. Darklighter stopped, an evil grin was on his face and he laughed. He pulled the trooper back towrds him with the force, and as he got close enough, puched him in the back as the trooper flew through the wall at the other end. He tried to get to his feet, his leg twisted and bent. But Darklighter was there first. He grabbed him by the neck and lifted him high in the air.

 

"Where is he?!" he screamed at the trooper in a low foreboding voice.

 

"Who?...I don't know..." he choked as Darklighter narrowed his eyes and tightened his grip.

 

"Loane...where is he?" he questioned again.

 

"At...the top...of the tower...arrgghh" he screeched and Darklighter threw his limp body to the ground. He proceeded through the passages eliminating troopers as he went. He was unstoppable. The hate fuelled his power, and it was getting stronger. He finally reached the elevator room, the lift passage sprang right up in the centre. The sentries fired at him. Darklighter flipped over them in the blink of an eye and sliced them with his saber. He entered the elevator and continued up.

 

Suddenly, he heard somethig. A familiar voice in the back of his mind. He knew who it was.

 

"...what have you done?" came the voice. He answered quickly through the force.

 

"I have to" he said, "Please understand." As it ended, the doors swong open. A figure stood, troopers on either side, facing out the opposite, large circular window. He could not see him, but Loane knew Darklighter was there. He turned around to face him. The two guards immediately ran towards him firing. Darklighter blocked both shots, as they went hurtling back into their helmets. He stood now staring at an infinitely surpirised and worried Aser Loane.

 

"Darklighter..." he said bewildered. He nodded and began walking towards him.

 

"You killed my mother...you killed my father...you killed my one love...now you will pay!" On that word a projectile of lightening sprang from Loane's hand. What happened was astonishing. Darklighter's hand came out to meet it, and the lightning was absorbed. Loane kept firing, and Darklighter absorbed the energy. As Loane fell to the ground, Darklighter held out his hand and fired the lightning back, his body electrocuted and flung against the window. Darklighter walked towards him.

 

"No!...no please!" he begged for mercy. Without adhering Darklighter picked him up above his head by the neck.

 

"Give me a reason not to kill you!" he screamed and through Loane back towards the elevator. He now stood up, ignited his saber, and charged and Darklighter. He jumped up above his head and landed his saber in Loane's back as he stumbled forward, yelling in agony, the blood leaking through his torn clothes.

 

"Aaarrgghhh!!" he screamed. And raised to his feet and turned to face Darklighter. His eyes were fixated on him, the anger swelling.

 

"Please..." he begged again, "...you can't do it. It is not who you are."

 

"You're right" he said menacingly, "I'm not like you. I kill when I have to. And your life deserves to be taken.

 

"Nooo!" he ran at Darklighter, his saber held high. Darklighter ran to meet his strikes, clocking every shot. Darklighter now pushed him back with his attack. As he was off guard, Darklighter dismembered his arm, the limb tore from his body. Loane stumbled backwards and crashed through the window. He yelled as his body fell from the top of the tower, and Darklighter watched his body hit the ground at the bottom. He had done what he came to do. It was over.

 

But Darklighter did not feel happy. He felt that of sorrow. All the anger had been for nothing. Obi-wan was right. He felt empty. It had solved nothing. He sunk to the floor and cried.

 

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He sat for a while, just thinking about his life. About what was left for him. The Academy had been his home for so long. There was still one person who cared for him. It was the only thing to do.

 

The shuttle dropped out of hyperspace above the Academy's planet. He landed it a few miles away from the Academy, and walked back, his head held low.

 

"What will I do now?" he asked himself. He had felt so much hate it was now unbearable to think of it.

 

As he entered the grounds, he glimpsed a robed figure standing next to the lake, peering across the still, clam waters. He approached him from behind slowly.

 

"Welcome back, my young padawan" his vioce was gentle, almost a whisper.

 

"I am sorry...I am sorry for what I did. I..." Obi-wan cut him off.

 

"Do not be" he said and turned round to face him. He stared into his eyes. Darklighter was surprised with his lack of anger, but it was quickly explained. "I felt it. I knew what you had gone through. I knew you had to do it to rid yourself of the hate. And you returned too." Darklighter raised his head and looked at him. Obi-wan smiled.

 

"Well, we have much to do my young apprentice" as he said that Obi-wan strode off towards the Academy building. Darklighter smiled as he did. He really was home again.

 

 

 

 

Here by ends my little adventure. But I guess I will be in the story of Divine's turn to the dark side, so it won't be the last of me:)Hope you liked it.

[obi]

Darky, buddy, that ruled!

 

It was a calm day, months after the incident that almost turned Darklighter to the dark side.

 

Obi-wan and Darklighter had become the best of freinds again, and things where back to normal.

 

Obi-wan was sitting at his desk, filing all of the paper work, and looking over the new freshman list.

 

"Pada-wan" Obi-wan read. "That sounds interesting." Obi-wan said to himself. "I look forward to meeting this fellow." Obi-wan said again, but suddenly hushed once he realized he was talking to himself.

 

He put down the files, and went outside.

 

There was something soothing about the huge lake they had at the academy, and it was Obi-wan's favorite place to meditate. He went to his small boat and paddled to the center, and it was quite. He sat by himself, and closed his eyes. He was now in complete meditation now, and couldn't be disturbed. Or so he thought.

 

Moments later, a huge Domirian Whale came up beside the boat and huffed water onto obi-wan, and made a humming noise.

 

Obi-wan, shocked, stood and looked at the whale.

 

"What the blazes?" Obi-wan said, talking to the whale.

 

"How did you get here?" He asked the whale, but of course, did not expect an answer other then a hum. Obi-wan now rememberd that Darklighter had mentioned earlier about getting a pet, and maybe this was it.The whale then blew more water onto obi-wan.

 

The whale made a screeching noise, like it was laughing at him.

 

Obi-wan smiled, and reached out, and rubbed the whale on the head.

 

The whale then dove back into the water.

 

Obi-wan rolled the boat back onto shore, and went to change cloths. The students looked at him and laughed at the site of his wetcloths, and obi-wan gave a mock-laugh back.

 

He changed his cloths, and went to the cafeteria, where darklighter was sitting. He sat down beside his freind, for now he had to talk about the whale.

 

"We have to talk about your whale." Obi-wan said.

 

Darklighter gave a quick chuckle. "You like my new freind?" Darklighter said with another chuckle.

 

"I like him just fine when he doesn't think he is a sprinkler." Obi-wan said, then they both laughed.

 

Darklighter sipped his tea.

 

"YOu going to watch the games?" Darklighter asked obi-wan.

 

"Of course.I wouldn't miss it for the world. You are going to have a difficult time against Divine Spirit. He has become quite the swordsman." Obi-wan said.

 

"Oh yes I know, but it will be a challenge none the less."Darklighter replied, and finished his tea.