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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 20 2008, 06:14 PM (18 Views) | |
| Matt V | Aug 20 2008, 06:14 PM Post #1 |
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Supreme Guardian of the Galaxy.
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The air was cold, almost at freezing temperature. Nothing in the entire city moved, the lost Sith master walked down the empty paths of Telos, noises came from all around him it seemed like whispers in the force were talking to him. He ignored them and continued walking, hearing the sound of what seemed like a saber being ignited he whipped out his own saber to his hands. He ignited the blade and began to jog slightly down the muddy path. Out of the corner of his eye he saw somthing moving, the movement caused him to turn around briefly. "WHO'S THERE!" bellowed the Sith Master, but of no reply. He walked in the direction of where he saw the movement, holding his saber at a defencive angle he peered over to the other side of the small hill. Once again he heard an almost whisper in the force this time it was clear. "It comes to you now." Black robes & hooded the man leapt up from behind the hill, his saber already ignited and being gripped by the long silverish hilt in his left hand, The Sith master and what looked to be a Sith Exile engaged in a saber dual, every so often the sabers would clash. The exile fell back over a rock causing him to plunge into the mud, leading the master to belive he could take advantage he jumped up onto the master and they continued their battle with their sabers. The exile became bored rather quickly, soon the master was lieing on the floor lifeless, it happened in almost an eye blink. The exile reached down to the dis-ignited hilt of the master, lifting it he placed it into his robes, his expression showed his joy a large evil cruel grin acompanying red glowing eyes. In later months everything appeared to be as normal but one thing plagued the minds of those darksiders 'who was that exile, what did he want?' this thought pondering over their minds repeatidly. Things grew worse when the Dark Lord of the Sith went into hiding, the Sith became helpless, stumped on what they could do to regain their reign of terror. The Jedi on the other hand, was a different story. Their faces beaming with joy as the Sith fell before the exile, the Jedi knew who exactly the Exile was 'Trinum Vaax.' Trinums time in the Sith was cold. He inflicted fear upon those against the Sith, in serious cases those against the Sith fell before him. But now things had changed Vaax was causing the fall of the Sith Empire. What would become of the few remaining Sith, would they go into hiding or would they protect themselves regaining their fearlessness through out the galaxy. To be continued.... |
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