Darth Dirax: A Sith Reborn

.: Darth_Dirax :. · Sith Apprentice

This is my first fiction piece and not quite done yet so bare with it.THANX Very Happy

It's ten years or so since the death of the Emperor. His Empire is slowly collapsing. The remaining Rebel leaders have all united and are creating a new Republic that is slowly destroying the old Empire. The Jedi Order has been rebuilt by Luke Skywalker.

On the not so peaceful planet of Iridonia, civil war has broken out. As a matter of fact, this once quiet, kept to itself planet was once peaceful. All the clans of Iridonians and Zabrak used to live in harmony, under the rule of a brilliant leader. Now all that’s left, is anarchy.

All the government officials were mysteriously assassinated and the killer never caught about 1 year ago. The Iridonians thought the Zabrak sent an assassin and vise versa. The two races never really got along but under the law, just stayed out of each others way.

I hated my life. I hated how I was treated. I can't help who I am.

My mother, Shala Valar, is a human. Why she came here in the first place is beyond me. Every time I ask her about where, when, why, and how she got here, she just simply said "Oh don't worry about it. I'll tell you when your old enough".

My father, Doren Valar, is a Zabrak. He used to deal with politics before I was born. His ex-wife used to be in politics as well as very popular. Unfortunately for her, when she had the opportunity to retire from vice-chairman she didn't and got assassinated recently. My father resigned from office after Pati Laut, his ex, caught him with his now wife having an affair 16 years ago.

I was the product of the affair.

I started to go through puberty around age 12. Before puberty I was a spitting image of my mother. My skin tone changed from lightly tanned skin to an almost ghostly white. Typically when a Zabrak goes into puberty, one starts growing their horns. If one chose to keep their hair, the hair would fall out where the horns grew.

Me, I was only a half-breed so my horns never grew. That is why every one picked on me. No one found me attractive because I had no horns. The only thing that made me feel more excepted was when I was marked with my full-body tattoos when I was 14.

It was humiliating and very painful. If I was in another clan, I wouldn't be so embarrassed. Other clans they through out the old traditional style of tattooing for the quicker, less painful laser tattoo. Plus you were in a private room, only family and the tattooist present. You were still in nothing but a loincloth.

I had to bare through a week of 8 hours a day poking and prodding with needles and standing in the middle of the town square with only a loincloth on for modesty.

"Modesty my ass! I was still topless you old bastard!"

Now that I'm 16, I am a grown woman and free to do what I want when I want. So, I joined the war. I wasn't entering the military total untrained. I was always a rebellious kid while I was growing up. When I got into trouble, my folks would send me to a military facility for months at a time. Those morons only "taught" me one thing; how to kill and get away with it.

When I joined up, they saw my potential as an assassin. After I was sworn in, I was immediately sent to my training and once completed given my first assignment. But little did I know that this mission would change my life forever.

I was only in training for only 6 weeks which for the average Joe was just the books. I don't know how I did it. Maybe it was because I was told I had an "unusual gift". I was told this by my parents when I was around 6 years old.

I remember only fragments of being told my special talents, but those fragments are vivid.

There was a man wearing a black cloak with black clothing. I could barely see his face but I could tell by the sound of his voice that he was in his mid-30's. His hair was blonde from his bangs poking out the front of his cloak. I couldn’t hear all of what this strange man said, but what little I did hear was “The Force is strong with her..."

"The Force?" I thought.

I also could barley hear my parents speak. All I heard was "We don't want that kind of life for her...", and with that the man stood, bowed, and left. The last thing I heard before my parents retired to their bedroom was "Those damn Jedi! I thought...";SLAM! The door closed behind them.

"Jedi?!"

.: Darth_Dirax :. · Sith Apprentice

My commanding officers told me my mission was top secret and would be sent away in the morning. I asked them only one question: “Since I am leaving in the morning and very unlikely I’m coming back, what am I allowed to do?” They just simply said “Enjoy yourself, do what you will. This is your last night hear so if I were you I go see my folks and tell them goodbye.”

It was around five in the afternoon when I was able to spend time with my family and tell them goodbye. They had actually cooked my favorite dinner, wild canok ribs. I stayed till about eight in the evening and made my excuse that I need to prepare for my journey. The last words the said to me as I walked out the door was “You know we always loved you and always will.” Little did I know tat those would be the last time I would see my parents alive.

“Alright!” I said to myself “Time to go party!”

But I couldn’t go in a military uniform. I wanted something that said “I want you”. I wanted for once in my life to be wanted by a member of the opposite sex. So I did what any needy woman would do…shopping. I didn’t have much in the way of money but I could easily write my purchase off on the military tabs. Walking all the way on the other side of town was out of the question for me so I got my mom to take me to the speeder rentals. I got my speeder and was on my way.

‘Malora’s Playground’ was my one stop shop. This is where all the local dancers get their gear. “Hello and good evening. Welcome to Malora’s. Do you require any assistance?” the saleswoman asked promptly.

“Yes actually I do. I’m looking for something that you don’t see everyday. Something in black if you have what I’m looking for.”

“You know what? Your in luck. I actually have a custom that might be right up your alley. Follow me miss…I didn’t get your name.”

“Jenna. Jenna Valar.”

“My name is Kira.”

Kira takes me to the back of the store in the storeroom which looks more like a V.I.P lounge. There is a lone mannequin in the center of the room with a cover over it. She removed the cover and my jaw dropped to the floor. “So is this what you had in mind?”

“Yes! May I try it on?”

“Be my guest.”

It was exactly what I was picturing in my mind. A black leather corset that laced in the front; not revealing to much but all the while showing off my ‘assets’. Finely stitched details covered the entire thing. To cover my lower half, was a fine silk loyncloth. The front was narrow, leaving little to the imagination. The back was only just a couple inches wider. Arm warmers, a long chain to accent, and a pair of knee high high heel black leather boots finished the outfit.

I walk out showing off how good I looked.

“How much do I owe for this fine outfit?” I asked.

“You know, that outfit was made for you. Consider it a gift. Not even the best looking, most beautiful dancer could pull of that.”

“Thank you kindly.” And with that I left the store, leaving my uniform behind and wearing my new look. I get back into my speeder and off to the club.

.: Darth_Dirax :. · Sith Apprentice

Tonight was a hot night. The ‘it’ crowd was all there. As I walked up to the front door not getting in line a bouncer stopped me. “Is your name one the guest list? He asked sternly. I just looked at him with my dark brown eyes and thought ‘Yea, I wish it was.’

“Go on in and enjoy your night.”

Well I better get inside before he changes his mind. I walk in, go to the bar, and sit. The bartender asked what I wanted to drink. I told him some juma juice.

As I sat there drinking, voices from my past started to echo in my head. “This is my first drink. I’m not drunk. I’m not drunk.” The voices were from my early childhood, specifically the conversation between that assumed Jedi and my parents.

“Mr. And Mrs. Valar. Greetings. I am Luke Skywalker, Jedi Master. I have come here on behalf of your daughter, Jenna. I would like to take her to my Jedi Academy T begin training to become a JedI. She knows how to use the force instinctively, like when threatened or angered. She need to be trained to learn to control these powers before she hurts someone.

Now understand that if you let her come with me, you would not see her again until she is no longer a Padawan, which that time will b entirely up to her. No matter what I say, the choice is ultimately your and your alone to let me take her.”

“No we will not allow you to take her away. We don’t want that kind of life for her. Perhaps when she is older and able to make choices for herself but not now.”

“I’m sorry but by then she would be too old to properly train. Your answer is no I sense but…”

A sharp pain came over me, starting at my head and slowly working through the rest of my body. “I must be drunk.” I thought. I remember being at the bar and started drinking, never finishing my drink and now I’m in a private lounge of some sort. My vision is blurry. The only things can see is large shapes and colors.

There was a man, or at least a humanoid shape, sitting beside me.

“Don’t worry. The pain and blurred vision will pass shortly. I did what I did so that I could speak with you in private. I have been looking for you Jenna. I jogged your memory to see if any Jedi have come for you.

Your parents were wise not to send you off with that JedI. I prefer my apprentice to be raw and full of emotions. I have been sensing you for some time, your aura acting as a homing beacon. I want to teach you every thing I know about the force so that upon my death my teachings will survive. You need not answer me now for its nearly dawn and you have a killer, or should I say killers to catch.”

This ‘figure’ stood and walked out. It took about an hour for the pain and blurry vision to go away. What in the world was that about? How did he know of my mission? How did he know my name?

The main things I was worried about was A: how he knew my mission details when I didn’t even know them and B: how he knew my name and the meeting between my parents an the JedI. I had no time to clearly think on this matter now. I needed to sober up and get back to base. I see a male patron with a female partner sitting at a nearby table. I went up to them and asked what time it was.

“It’s around 4 in the morning cutie. You drank to much to leave too, hum?”

“No I’m not drunk! I only remember having one drink, thank you very much.”

“Well I say if you can’t remember how many drinks you had, you got drunk.”

Once he said that smart remark, I got pissed. Wishing that I could squeeze the life out of his neck, I reached out for him with my hand opened as if I was choking him with one hand. My anger was growing as he and his date continued to taunt me with smartass remarks.

He only got a couple more words out before he started to gasp for air. My blood was boiling so bad that I blacked out for a few moments. When I came too again, both the man and woman were both lying on the floor, dead.

“What have I done?” I thought as I ran outside and back to my speeder. “What did I do? How did I do that? I never laid a had on either one of them.” I had so many questions running through my head on my first murder. The main thing was if I was seen or not. I tried to clear my head and focus an what was to come as I headed to the base.

“Was this the kind of power that Jedi and that person talked about?” I wondered as I changed clothes and packed a last minute item. I grabbed my travel bag and headed out to the briefing room.

I ran as fast as I could and barely made it. I stood at the door, cached my breath, and walked in. the room was awfully small to be a briefing room. It was only big enough for five people at the max. there was only one empty chair left so I assumed it was mine and took a seat.

One of them passed me a file an without hesitation began describing the situation.

“Starting off, our names you don’t need to know so don’t even ask what they are. Address us as ‘sir’ and that’s it. Before I begin, can you read and listen at the same time?”

“Its never been requested of me before, sir. So I would say no.”

“Well you better learn quick because we don’t have much time. You know why you’re here? I’ll tell you why. You are here to put our government’s killer to justice. Our intelligence believes that the assassin is an ex-militant named Jekk Gasa. According to what information we have he is still on the planet. As you already know, if your eyes are keeping up with my mouth, we have kept all out going space craft grounded since the government collapsed. Only on planet travel is permitted so theoretically it is impossible for him to leave the planet.

Your mission; bring him back to us, dead or alive. We would prefer alive so that we may question him but dead will be sufficient as well. This man is good at hiding but we finally tracked him down. No one have ever come back alive after being sent off. So if you complete your mission you will receive a life time salary of 100,000,000 credits. In other words, from now until you death, your lifestyle will be paid for. Any questions?”

“Just one. I can assume that if I am successful, that I will be a war hero. If I do succeed, would it be possible for me to live on another planet of my choice or receive a new identity?”

“Yes either one or perhaps both may be arranged upon your return. Now go to docking bay 1548-D and charter a shuttle to the ‘Black Forest’ territories. That is your stating point, the rest is up to you. Dismissed.”

.: Darth_Dirax :. · Sith Apprentice

I finished reading the file on Jekk Gasa on my shuttle ride. There was so much information in his file that was trash, I had difficultly finding anything relevant on the current situation. For example, one part described what kind of food he liked and even he ran a local zoo. The only thing that was interesting was his military background. He was an excellent swordsman, one of the few soldiers that preferred a blade over a blaster. He was honorably discharged due to a severe case of mental illness about one year before the murders took place.

There is a small no name town just before you get to the Black Forest territories and that’s where my shuttle ride ended. All the while the pilot and co-pilot were trying to hold a conversation with me. I humored them to keep them happy and at the same time wishing they would just remain silent and let me ride in peace. I was relieved once I got off the shuttle.

The Black Forest is cold, very cold, sometimes reaching temperatures as low as -15 degrees F at night. The record low was -50 degrees F during the winter months back 10 years ago. It’s located in the northern region. The reason this area is called the Black Forest is because all the trees; leaves, bark and everything is black as midnight. The entire forest looks as if it has been burnt but everything is alive. The ground is always covered in snow, at least 7-8 feet worth.

A taun-taun was the only way to get around in the forest through the snow. While taun-tauns are from Hoth, they were imported here a long time ago fro recreational, military, and animal labor. If you want one for recreation they cost about 10,000 credit’s a piece. However if their being used for work or military purposes, they are free or at little cost.

I picked up my taun-taun and some necessary cold weather survival and some rations and headed on my way. I was not going to find this Jekk Gasa character any time soon so I set up camp for the night and started to boil snow for water to make some soup.

“Jenna…” a low deep voice echoed through my head.

I run to the taun-taun that I had tied to a tree to retrieve my blaster. Just as I reached for my blaster, I felt very dizzy, almost nauseated and blacked out. Visions were appearing in my head. Not past memories but visions of a recent future. I was in a bedroom standing beside a bed with two figures sleeping soundly together. There was another figure standing on the opposite side of the bed but I couldn’t make out who it was. The mysterious figure told me they must die. I reached to my side to grab my weapon. It looked to be a laser sword. When I powered it on it glowed a metallic silver. I took this magnificent weapon and proceeded to decapitate the two sleeping beings. I woke from my vision before I got to see their faces.

I am no longer outside but in a large palace type room. This room had black marble floors and columns to sport the ceiling. The walls were made of wood from the forest, polished and sealed to a glossy finish. On the ceiling there are rather large colorful crystals that illuminated the entire room. There in front of the fire place stood a lone figure in a hooded robe. All I could tell of this figure was a silhouette from the glow coming from the fire.

Before I could open my mouth and address this person, he turned around, removed his hood, faced me and began speaking.

“We have not been properly introduced. The first time we met you were pressed for time. Oh where are my manners?! Please come sit by the fire and get warm.”

He reached his hand from under his long black sleeve, wiggled his fingers and a chair that was at a table on the far side of the room levitated its way in front of the fireplace. I walked over and sat down and yet again, before I could utter a word, he began talking.

“Now what was I saying, oh yes, welcome to my sanctuary young Jenna. My name is Jekk, Jekk Gasa. No doubt that my name rings a bell, but I assure you for I am innocent of any crime that our people have accused me of. Where have my manners gone? I am being so rude. You must be hungry and thirsty. Stay seated and get warm. I will fetch you a plate.”

Jekk got up from his chair and walked over to the table where there was a variety of food to chose from. He stayed gone for a few moments and came back with a plateful of bread, meat, and fruit along with a large glass of wine. He handed me the glass and with his now free hand, wiggled his fingers yet again and a small table came to my side. He placed my plate on the table and proceeded to sit back in his chair.

Since he removed his hood, now I can finally see who this man is who has brought me here and playing all these mind tricks on me. I am now able to have my questions finally answered.

Jekk is a full blooded Zabrak unlike I. His skin is pure white just like mine. His tattoos intricately cover his face, especially around his eyes. He has silky long blonde hair. His hair is so long that it gathers in his hood. His fiery red eyes stood out against his snow white skin. His horns were beautiful; 3-4 inches long, black with silvery gray tips.

“Tonight is not the night you begin questioning me. I will freely and honestly answer all your questions but you need to rest first. If you want any more food or drink help your self. Your sleeping quarters is the second door to the right of the fireplace. Get some rest and I shall see you tomorrow. Goodnight.”

He stood from his chair, looked up at the ceiling and raised his arms. He closed his eyes as if he were concentrating on the crystals, then they started to dim and fade to darkness. The only lights that were left was a beam of light at the door to my room and the red-orange glow from the fireplace. Jekk could no longer be seen at that point.

“Well, I’ll take the man up on his offer.” I thought to myself as I stuffed myself full. I ate so much that I could barely move. I mustered my energy to get up and go to my room an collapsed on the bed.

It felt like I had slept for days when I woke up. It was dark in the room. The only glimmer of light was coming from under the crack in the door. I used that light as my guide to get out of bed. I stand, stretch and head toward the door. Just as I was about to open it, the door opened by itself.

I walked out of the room and I see Jekk at the table getting some fruit. He is only wearing a pair of black loose baggy drawstring pants. I now see how long his hair really is. It end just below his lower back. His chest, arms and back are just as intricately tattooed as his face is. He looks up and sees me standing in the threshold of the door.

“Ah, good morning. I assumed you slept well. Come, eat and sit down. Then we will talk.”

“I’m still full from last night Jekk. I have a lot of questions that I need answered and I expect you to answer them truthfully. You hear me!”

“Shh! Calm down. You don’t have to be so demanding and harsh, not to mention rude. As I said before last night, I will answer freely all the questions you have for me but first let us eat then we will get down to business.”

.: Darth_Dirax :. · Sith Apprentice

Everything was left just as it was the night before when I went to sleep. Since I was not hungry, I just took a set and waited patiently for Jekk to finish eating before I interrogated him. The longer he took the more pissed off I got. It seems as if he is purposely trying to make me mad.

After about 30 minute of eating out of the same plate, I had it. I had reached my boiling point. Only this time I never blacked out. I rapidly stood up out of my chair knocking it over, ran to him at full speed, smacked the plate out of his hand and through him on the floor landing on top of him with my hands around his throat.

“DAMNIT! I’m tired of waiting on you! Here are my manners, Jekk! Why did you kill all those people? Why have you been playing mind games with me? What is this place? Where am I? And lastly, who are you? Well, ANSWER ME!”

“You really want to know who I am.”

Next thing I know I’m being flung off him and slammed into the wall. He levitates himself off the floor and once his feet touched the floor he dust off his pants. He slowly walked towards me while I’m plastered to the wall.

“I’ll tell you who I am, girl! I am your master now. Either you join me and be my new apprentice or I rip your limbs off and feed you to my pet rancor. That is what happened to every last soul who has come before me.

“I only go by Jekk Gasa as a cover name for the public. My real name is Darth Shyon. I am a dark lord of the sith and I have been waiting for you to be my apprentice for some time now. I just needed to wait till you were ripe with fear and anger.

“This is one of many secret hideouts used by the sith many years ago. I am all but the last. Master Skywalker and his Jedi Knights have nearly wiped us out to extinction. I have looked into your future Jenna. If you join me, your power will become greater than mine or Master Skywalkers.

“And just for the record I had nothing to do with the murders. Quite frankly, I could have cared less. But, I do know who killed them and their location. I would be more than happy to show you. Now if I let you down will you play nice?”

I nodded my head yes to his answer and I dropped to the floor. I was in shock from all the information hat has just been presented to me. I cannot believe that Jekk is really a sith. Should I take him up on his offer? Should I join him on this dark path to power? I crawled on my hands and knees and stopped at his feet. I raised my head with heavy tears running down my face. He look down upon me and I could see no lies in his eyes.

“I want to be able to control my power and grow stronger. All my life I have been told of these powers that I possess but never showed how to use them. I want to be just as strong in the force just as you.

“The reason I will join you is not because I fear death. I would welcome death with open arms due to how I am treated by others because of my mixed blood. I believe this is my outlet for all my anger and with your training I may seek revenge on those who tortured me. I, Jenna Valar pledge my self to your teachings…master.”

He continued to look sown and smiled. He placed his hand under my chin.

“Rise. Your old self has now died and now, you are being reborn as Darth…Dirax.”

As I stood a warm tingling sensation came over me. This was the first time in my life I had felt any hint of happiness. I felt as if I had made the right choice to become his apprentice. I would never forget this day for as long as I live.

“Master, I apologize for my recent outburst. I shouldn’t have acted that way, it was not right. Please forgive me.”

Darth Shyon put both his hands on my cheek, tilted my head up just slightly and just smiled at me.

“Oh my dear Dirax. You need not apologize. You know that is what I wanted. I read your thoughts so I made you angry on purpose. I just wanted to see how long it took for you to lose control.”

“Master,” I said. “If you can read my thoughts then you already know what I must do, for I have a mission to complete. I must take you before the generals in order to collect my reward. But if I may say so master, we both could benefit from going back to the capitol."

.: Darth_Dirax :. · Sith Apprentice

“I could turn you in to collect my large sum of money while you could ‘take care’ of those who want to see you behind bars or dead. Then I may seek revenge on those who never saw me as an equal. I could really care less on who assassinated those government officials but if I still have to find them I will. What say you master?”

“That sounds good my young apprentice. I knew you would make a good sith. But there is some business that needs to be taken care of before this plan can follow through. You will no longer need that blaster young one.”

He reached out and wiggled his fingers. My blaster floated out of its holster and went between us. He quickly closed his hand and as he did, my blaster burst into pieces.

“This will be your new weapon now.”

He walked to where he had hung his robe at last night and returned with something in his hand. It was a long black handle of some sort, roughly 1 ½ feet long. It was very smooth with fine intricate script on it. He held out his arm, holding the handle horizontally and red blades appeared out both ends.

“This, my young apprentice is a lightsaber. This weapon is your life. This is the weapon of the Sith and the Jedi. No mere mortal has the power to wield this kind of weapon. This is your first lesson. You must build your own lightsaber. I will supply you with the tool but other than that you are on your own.

“Make your weapon to your likes, but keep in mind that you will have to use it. And one more thing, don’t take forever. You will still have to be trained to at least defend yourself before we leave here. Go through the door directly across the fireplace and begin.”

Excitedly, I ran into the room to begin building. There was a workbench in the middle of the room with the tools Shyon talked about. All the way around the room there were cabinets filled with parts. “Well I guess I better get started.” I thought to myself as I started to look through everything.

I wanted a double bladed one like my master. I dig through all the cabinets till I found a handle that felt good in my hands. Now I just need some grips. Yet again, I must rummage through all the endless clutter till I find what I’m looking for.

What seems like forever has passed but I’m almost done. Just one thing is missing. The color crystals. Puzzled, I sat on the floor thinking about where they could be. I didn’t see any in the cabinets anywhere. After what felt like hours of pondering where, I look up and bingo. They were on the ceiling.

But there in lies a problem. The ceilings are at least 20 ft. high. “I must use the force to get the crystals.” I thought out loud. But what color? There were red, yellow, blue, green, purple, and oddly enough silver colored crystals. The silver matched the color in my vision. That was it.

I reach my hand out towards the silver ones and close my eyes. I pictured the crystals in my hand and that is exactly what happened. Finally I can finish my weapon.

Another couple of hours went by and I finally finished my lightsaber. I walked out of the room and back to the fireplace. My maser was nowhere to be found so I sat back in my chair and waited on him to return. He finally showed up carrying some clothes with him.

“My apprentice,” he began with a pleased look on his face, “you cannot properly train in that type of restricting clothing. You will be free to wear what you want but for now, wear this.”

In the bundle of clothes he tossed me there was a black robe, a black pair of long loose pants, long sleeve black shirt, and a belt.

“Go put those on and we will begin your training.”

“Yes master.” I said as I went to my room to change. I am quite relieved to get out of these old clothes that I’ve been wearing for the past couple of days. I quickly strip off all my old clothes and throw them in a corner. I didn’t have time to enjoy not being weighted down by layers of clothing for it was kind of cold in my room. I quickly put the clothes he handed me on and went back out.

“Ah! Perfect fit. I haven’t lost my touch yet. I have an eye for guessing ones size. Now my young apprentice, retrieve your lightsaber. Your training will begin.”

I walked over to the table where I had laid it an picked it up.

“Now young one, DEFENF YOURSELF!”

His attack seemed to come from nowhere. I quickly ignited my lightsaber to block his advances. His swordsmanship will rival mine for I had never wielded any sort of bladed weapon before. I only managed to block two strikes before he nicked me on the arm.

“OW! Master, why did you hit me? You know I’ve never handled a weapon like this before. You never gave me a chance.” I said as I laid on the floor holding my arm.

“Your enemy will never give you the chance to strike back, much less allow you time to prepare to defend yourself. This is how your training will be from here on out. The faster you learn, the less you will get hurt. Now back on your feet, we have yet a while before I call it a day.”

I do as he says. I get back up grumbling about my arm. He comes at me yet again. I block only a handful more before he cuts me on my stomach this time. It felt as if I was being cut open with a knife and the wound being cauterized at the same time.

“You are starting to learn, my young apprentice. You may not tell it but I can. You are starting to predict where I may strike which is good.”

Before the day is done I received 15 cuts on my body. Three on both arms, four on my torso, and two on both legs. I was in pain, extreme pain. My whole body felt like I had took a swim in a lava river. My master sees, as well as hears the amount of pain I am in.

“Young one, follow me into my bed chambers. I will help you clean and mend your wounds.”

“Yes master.” I said with hot tears streaming down my face.

I follow him into his bedroom and it was magnificent. It was almost as large as the main room. He had a circular bed with a black silk canopy. There were two fire places facing each other. At the left fire place there was a large tub of some sort, made out of the same black marble as the floor. To the right was a large display of weapons and trophies.

“You will need to remove your clothes and get into the cool bath. I have put some herbs in the water to help with the pain. I must say, for never wielding any type of bladed weapon you did well. I am proud of you. Now hurry into the bath.”

“But master, a bantha tank would be more sufficient. It would heal every thing with no scaring. Plus I wont feel right getting undressed in your presence.”

“I have no use for bantha tanks here. If I don’t need one you don’t need one. I’ve use this method for years. I find that you remember the bad times if you see what it left you with every day. You learn not to make the same mistake twice. I have many scars, most from battle. One scar I will never forget. My old master gave it to me.

He was very strict and harsh, unlike I am. He expected so much out of me in so little time. We were fighting for the last time. This was not just a friendly match up. This was to the death. I cant remember what I said that pissed him off so much. Our battle lasted for hours and as you can see I was the clear victor, but not without paying the ultimate sacrifice.”

As he said that, he untied his drawstring and proceeded to pull down his pants. I quickly cover my eyes for I don’t want to see anything like that.

“Look my young apprentice. You need to see this.”

I look out the corner of my eye ready to close them again if I see anything I don’t like. I didn’t know what to think. His whole lower half was mechanical, everything from his hips down gone. I would have never had know that from him walking around bare foot all the time. His feet were the only parts that had skin coverings.

“Oh master, how…” I was at loss for words.

“On my old masters dying breath, I turned my back on him and he cut me in half. The only reason I survived is, well, it’s a story for another time. Now get in the bath, we’ve got more training tomorrow.”

“Yes master, but may I have some privacy?”

“Oh of course, just don’t be nosey and get into things.”

“Understood master.”

.: One With the Force :. · SF/X Master

U got to understand we don't have 3 hours to read this, so try to show us just a piece of of it. If people like it post more of it.

.: Dark Light :. · Your Freaking Leader

Yes I agree, mostly I read the FF but this is long lol. Don't worry I will still read it

.: Darth_Dirax :. · Sith Apprentice

Well that is all i have written for the time being. i have this same story posted on another site www.sithorder.com it takes me about a week to write one installment. Im sorry i put the whole thing up all at once i should of posted one installment at a time. my bad sorry Embarassed

if you want to check out the comments made just go to the fourm on the link and go to RP and fantacy section. thats where you find it.

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