The Rise of Aramil Quinn

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"Yes my lord, you requested for me?" Aramil asked. Aramil was on his right knee, with his head down. Kneeling before the Sith Lord. Aramil could feel that something was not right with the situation. Infront of him sat the sith lord Tylos. Inside of the dark meditation room, the Sith Lord sat on a throne.

"My apprentice, you grow stronger each day. Everyday the Jedi have more reason to fear us!" The dark lord said. The dark lord slowly rose out of his seat and began to move toward Aramil. Aramil looked up at him removing his hood.

"Is something wrong my lord? Have I done something?" Aramil asked. Growing more and more aware of what was going to happen Aramil was ready for anything.

"But your growing of power and strength is begining to worry me Aramil. You are growing more powerful then me," The dark lord said. His voice began to grow stronger and more rage was filling the tone of his voice. Aramil delievered a glare with his jet black eyes. "and for this...you...must...die!" The dark lord pulled out a lightsaber and swung at Aramil.

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Aramil jumped backwards but was slashed in the face by the saber. A glowing red mark was left on the right side of his face. Aramil faced his master and pulled out his double bladed lightsaber.

The sith lord took off his robes and put his saber at his side. Aramil took his off too and threw it to the side. He turned on his lightsaber.

"It is quite pathetic that a master as powerful as you claim to be is afraid of his own apprentice. Normally it is a proud moment for them. But you master...you are a coward!" Aramil yelled. The lord ran at Aramil. They clashed their sabers, Aramil spun off him kicking his master over a rail. His master force pulled him with him.

They both crashed hard onto a thin catwalk. Tylos the master did a large back flip in the air turning on his saber. Aramil jumped up too.

"I do not fear you Aramil, I fear what you will do to what I have created. I created the galaxy as you know. With your lack of care and respect I can not allow you to take the throne!" They ran at each other again.

Moving so fast they were like a blur. Clashing and blocking each others swings and stabs. Aramil jumped high and got ready to stab his master, Tylos swung slashing his saber in half and kicking him far across the catwalk. Aramil only held one half of his saber. The other half was on the far end of the catwalk.

"You can not kill me. You are too weak and pathetic. I am embarrased to have ever called you [i]master[/i]. I am the true sith lord, you are a weak and pathetic fool!" Aramil yelled, he turned off his saber. Tylos looked at him in confusion. "But if you feel that you must kill him, then come and kill me. I won't move." Aramil threw his lightsaber over the catwalk and it fell into a large sheet of darkness.

"What are you up to Aramil? I am no fool, you think that you can kill me?" Tylos asked with a smirk on his face. Tylos threw his saber over the catwalk too. "Aramil, the satisfying feeling of killing you with a lightsaber would not match the satisfaction I would feel if I killed you with me own too hands. Tylos ran at Aramil, Aramil closed his eyes.

Tylos was running at him full steam screaming, but suddenly stopped. He opened his mouth and gasped. A lightsaber went through his back. He stood there in shock as Aramil walked to him.

"I am the Sith...Lord." Aramil ripped his lightsaber out of his back, and pushed Tylos over the edge. His robes flapping as he fell into blackness.
He forced jumped back into the dark meditation room. He walked to the throne and took his seat. "Everyone will suffer."

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"Sir this is pure madness there is no possible way we could attack Dantooine!" The trooper pleaded to Aramil. "No sith has attempted to attack Dantooine!" He continued.

"That is exactly why we will win. And who are you to question me!?" Aramil lifted his hand into the air, the trooper began to float to him, chocking. "You will suffer the same fate as the Jedi!" Aramil clinched his fist and the trooper died.

Everyone on the command deck looked at Aramil in horror. This was what Aramil felt he needed. His men to fear him. People obey what they fear.

"Every battleship is here correct? All of our men?" Aramil asked his general.

"Yes sir, they Jedi do not stand a chance!" He said with a sense of triumph. Aramil grinned and looked out of the ship, Dantooine was so unsuspecting of the events at to which were about to occur. He was about the accomplish what every sith could only dream of happening.

"Land our troops on cargo ships, all of our battle ships will stay in orbit and will destroy them from here. Make sure our men have their heat monitors on so we can identify them and us. Send the fighters in groups of 50. No Jedi will survive. Then we will send ships across the outer rim to ensure they do not even attempt to escape." Aramil said, all of his men were looking at him as though he were crazy. But to be a good leader you have to be a little crazy.

The men obeyed his orders, exactly the way he said. Hundreds of thousands of cargo ships were going and landing on Dantooine, the battle ships were surrounding the planet.

On Dantooine the Jedi scrammbled trying to fight off the troopers but all for nothing as they were killed by the fighters. The battle ships were launching massive amounts off missles across the planets surface. After a week, the planet was completly destroyed. All Jedi they could find were killed. One or two ships managed to make it to the outer rim, but were met but large fleets of battleships.

But something was wrong to Aramil, he knew that there were more Jedi across the galaxy, and knew that he would be able to slaughter all of them by himself. The hard part was finding them.

A trooper on Dantooine came running to Aramil.

"My lord, the records show every member of the Jedi council dead."

"Good. That means that there are-" But he was cut off by the trooper. The trooper took off his helmate and looked at Aramil.

"But one sir, Jedi Master Dalona, she was not on Dantooine when we attacked, she was on Yavin." Aramil began to shack is rage. The most powerful of the Jedi was still out there, maybe Aramil was wrong. Maybe he wouldn't be able to kill the last of the Jedi. Aramil looked at the trooper, Aramil turned on his new double bladed lightsaber and force pulled him into it. "When I kill her, ask her if she felt the same pain." Aramil turned off his saber and the body fell to the ground.

"Well Dalona...my old master, now I will prove myself to you."

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Aramil sat in the meditation room, his brain consentrating on one thing. Killing Dalona, his old master. She one of the more powerful on the council.

Where could you be my old master? he thought to himself. He began to remember to the times when he was only a young boy. Taught in the ways of the Jedi. She said her favorite place to be in the galaxy was on the waterfalls of Naboo. But are you foolish enough to go where you know I will look? again he thought to himself.

But what if she wanted him there. To kill him? But she knew that he had grown more powerful then she could possibly imagine. No she wants to fight me. I'm coming Dalona, prepare to die

He flew his sith cruiser to Naboo. He could feel that she was there, over the waterfalls on Naboo. He could see at to why she liked it here so much though. It was quiet and away from battles and fear. The perfect place for a Jedi to be. He landed his ship and walked to the waterfall.

Dalona was hovering over the waterfall meditating, her legs were crossed Indian style.

"Ahh Aramil I was beginning to wonder at to when you would come to me." She said not even taking a look at him.

"Lord Aramil, Dalona. I'm sure that you know at to why I am here. You must die along with the rest of the Jedi, you are one of the last. Soon there will be no more!" Aramil yelled. He threw off his robe and watched her carefully to make sure that she does nothing.

"Aramil...I always knew that this would happen to you. Well not this exactly...I knew that the Dark Side would pull you in and you would show no hesitation to follow the dark ways. Aramil, I am not the one who is the fool. You are, you think that the Jedi will be extinct? You are wrong, we will never fall. We will rise to all Sith, and no one will be able to kill us. We are a religion, you can not destroy a religion Aramil. Individuals yes, but not a religion." She dropped into the water and force jumped on to the dry land.

"If you knew I would go to the dark side why take me as your apprentice?." Aramil asked.

"I was hoping to take you away from that path, to show you that power was not everything." She said. He pulled out his double bladed light saber. Dalona threw her robe to the side and pulled out two lightsabers, both yellow as she ignited them.

They ran at each other full speed. Like a blurr it was almost impossible to determine or even see the next move that Dalona was going to make, but Aramil could. She taught him her style of fighting and the secrets behind it.

Clashing, swinging, force pushing, for a whole week. Both too evenly matched in the ways of the force and light saber fighting. Both grew hungry and tired. Their clothes were ripped and dirty. Both had blood shot eyes and cuts all over them. Yet they battled knowing that if one slipped a little, that they would be dead.

Dalona swung low at Aramil's feet but he leaped far into the air. He landed close to his small ship. She force ran toward him slamming him into the ship and causing him to lose his light saber.

"Aramil you can not fight anymore! Surrender now!" She yelled breathing in heavily pointing one of her two light sabers at him.

"Master what was it that you taught me in my early teachings?" He asked with a sense of cockyness to it.

"Many things of which do you speak of?" She asked.

"Always be aware of your surroundings." He force jumped high into the and force threw his light saber into the fuel supply of the ship. The ship exploded. The noise was defening, Dalona flew back. Aramil landed force pulling one of her dropped lightsabers into his hand, and force leaped to the water fall where Dalona was still flying toward.

Dalona fell but was suddenly stopped. She opened her bloody eyes and looked down, she was hovering over the edge of the waterfall. The fall could kill her. She looked at the ledge and saw that Aramil force caught her.

"Dalona you are powerful I will give you that. But you are not powerful enough to stop me. I am the true lord of the sith, I have done what others could have only dreamed of doing. But me, I am not a coward like them. I attacked Dantooine, and killed all the Jedi. All but you. Now you are hovering over your death." Aramil said triumphantly.

"Aramil your reign will not last. Another will kill you, one that you do not know of. He will become more powerful then you will and will strike you down." She chuckled.

"You're brave Dalona, but you are dead. And your words mean nothing to me!" He pulled her into the blade. She made a choking sound as the saber stuck out of her back. Aramil turned off his light saber and her dead body fell to the bottom of the water fall.

"No Dalona...my reign will never end."