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And KOR if you dont mind and if your not busy

COuld you make me a Sig Like that one but different?

Saying "Aragondom999" You'll really be awesome if you could do it.

:) And you dont have to do it if you dont want to

 

What render? Assassin's creed?

 

A good pic

Like Ezio from ACII or soemthing to do with AC

Ok now i gotta go, seeyaz

If you make one, send it over PM KOR

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10 Star Tokens coming for Kor2, he made 2 banners.

 

Also, 6 Star Tokens for Aragondom999 posting his RP.

 

that's off topic back to star wars.

Whats your favorite SW game?

Mine is Kotor2:TSL

 

SW Battlefront 2 for PsP, I also liked the other SW Battlefront, and I loved SW The Force Unleashed.

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"The force ressurected him in the sole way of pure entity that was created of nothingness."

~Darth Diablo

 

Actually, in the book im writing his quote is:

 

"A small scratch is not the end of the galaxy."

 

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Star Wars:

The scourge of the Sith

New Sith Era,

Thunder Times

168 ABY

“A small scratch is not the end of the galaxy.”

 

 

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away,

The galaxy is frightened by the wars occurring to destroy the Jedi. Sith assassin Darth Diablo is under great stress due to being sent on a mission by his master, Darth Vitus. He struggles to complete it, his objective being to destroy the Jedi Master Kane Starkiller. However, being successful in this mission will not be easy. The whole Jedi Council is being sent to defend Kane. In an attempt to escape, Diablo seeks aid in the Rebellian Outer Rim. He finds it will not be easy making trust with the inhabitants of the Outer Rim. As he tries to negotiate, Jedi Master Kenth Hamner is superior in tracking and finds the Sith. However, the brother to the great Sith Lord Darth Vitus, Darth Slayer, is being sent on an emergency mission to save Diablo.

Chapter One

3rd Death Star, Inner Rim “Commander Hunt, do you have information on where Kane Starkiller is”? Darth Diablo said firmly. “No I…” Commander Hunt was quickly interrupted. “I will not have another failure.” Diablo said. He stuck up his hand, lifting the Commander into the air while choking him. “Now, next time you fail me, I’ll have your head.” Diablo exclaimed. “I… will… not… fail… you… master… plea-a-se…!” The commander was let down. “Okay, but this time, do not fail me.” Diablo said. “Yes, master Diablo.” The commander said. “Okay. Now, send your most powerful rebels to attack Coruscant; track down Kane and bring him to me. I will personally… Interrogate him. Set course for Coruscant.” Diablo demanded. Commander Hunt punched in some coordinates on the controls. The Death Star turned around and cruised toward another Solar System. Above, far in space, the two suns of Tatooine 5 shone dimly through the lightning clouds. “Uh, sir, we’re experiencing some turbulence while cruising through these lightning clouds. Should I activate Lightspeed?” Hunt said. “Yes. Start it on my command. I must alert the passengers.” Diablo said. He picked up the mike on the desk. “All passengers prepare for Lightspeed.” Suddenly, the alarm went off. “Unauthorized inorganic life forms spotted aboard then 3rd Death Star!” A voice boomed out of the speaker. “Hunt, call in your Rebels, I’m going after whatever it is aboard the ship. Tell them to meet me in Hangar Bay 14.” Diablo yelled abruptly. “Yes Sir!” Hunt replied. Diablo and Hunt ran down the 3 flights of stairs behind him. They kept running in through the hall. Hundreds of Clone Sergeants ran past them, all screaming in fear. On the durasteel walls lay dead bodies of Rebel and Clone troops. Blasters also lay burnt on the ground. “What… is… that…”?! Hunt said with excite in his voice. In front of them stood 10 RG – Bounty Droids. “You really think you can invade my ship and get away with it without being killed?” Diablo yelled. Diablo pulled out a white double-Lightsaber from his belt. Calmly he spun his saber in front of him, blocking most blaster shots. He then threw it on one of the droids, it hit firmly, and slashing of its head- making it lay easily on the floor. He then force pushed the head into another droids control panel. Then, he shot a huge bolt of white lightning at the droids. This overloaded their system, making the droids explode. “It is done.” Diablo said. “You have done a fine job, sir!” Hunt said. Droid parts lay scattered along the floor. “Get back to your post, Commander.” Diablo commanded. “Sir, yes sir!” Hunt replied. Hunt and Diablo walked back up the flights of stairs. They both sat down by their desks again. “Set course for Coruscant.

Diablo picked up the mike once again. “Send 2 maintenance droids to Observatory hall 5.” Diablo directed through the mike. “Prepare for Lightspeed.” Hunt pushed a lever forward. “I will be engaging Lightspeed in 5 seconds.” Diablo instructed to the passengers again. And now without interruption, everyone buckled up. “Lightspeed!” Hunt yelled. The Death Star flew past approximately 17 planets. It took 2 seconds and they had arrived at Coruscant. “We have arrived, master.” Hunt told Diablo. “Good work, my padawan. Land at docking bay C15; near the Jedi temple. This is where Starkiller is…” Diablo answered back. “Sir, I think that there is some trap involved, why would Starkiller leave himself wide-open to attack? I mean, where are all the Jedi starships?” Hunt blurted out. “I do not know. But if it is a trap, I’ll activate mine. I’ve made some Assassin Clones hang on the bottom of the landing bay, if the Republic decides to attack, they’ll get a hefty surprise. And just for safety, get 3 more guard clones by me.” Diablo replied in one, long sentence. “And since Skywalker is banned from Coruscant, there will be no major resistance.” “Okay. Are you ready to get in the speeder”? Hunt asked. “Yes. Let us make our way to Hangar 9. We will meet up with the Clones there.” Diablo replied. “Sir, yes sir”! Hunt boomed out.

Jedi temple, Tatooine 2 “I have information on that Darth Vitus is sending one of his spies to hunt down Kane Starkiller, a dedicated Jedi Master. The sequences of actions composed by Kane have left the legendary Sith most displeased.” Corran Horn made a gesture in front of Luke. “Well, I for one repel the fact that his assassin, Darth Diablo; has enough forces to get through our Republic defense.” Valin Horn gestured back, in a mocking shape. “To mock one another is not the way of the Jedi, Valin.” Luke replied, not acknowledging the grimace on Valin’s face. “Let us just get on with this council meeting.” Valin tried to hide his mockery. “Well, I think we should send Jedi Knight Surenit Kli'qiy. I think he is substantial for the mission.” Corran suggested. “I agree.” Valin and Luke both agreed. “Kli’qiy it is then.” Luke offered a reassuring smile. “All in favor of ending this meeting raise their hand.” Corran instructed. Luke and Valin both raised their hand. The three Jedi Masters walked crisply out through the door into a large hallway with an array of statues of fallen Jedi made in full permacrete. Luke picked up his commlink. “Kli’qiy, we need your for a mission to protect Kane Starkiller. Can you go on it?” Luke spoke into his commlink, seemingly stressed. “Yes, I think I could go.” Surenit replied. “Okay. Your mission starts tomorrow, at 9:00 AM Taatish time.” Luke told Surenit. “Alright, I’ll see you in the briefing quadrant.” Surenit assured Luke with a nod, and then clicked of the commlink.

Chapter 2

3rd Death Star, Coruscant Space. “Let us board the speeder, padawan.” Diablo spoke in a deeper voice. “Sir, yes sir!” Hunt replied, igniting a salute. Diablo and hunt each stepped into one of the seats. Commander Hunt was in the front seat, due to the fact that he’s flying the speeder. Diablo sat in back. A large X-Wing sat in back of the speeder. This was to board the Clones and Rebels with. “Rebels, Clones, board the X-Wing.” Diablo spoke to the soldiers. 3 Clones and 2 Rebels boarded the X-Wing. Diablo pressed his communicator. “Start the ships. Follow our speeder.” Diablo spoke. A Clone powered up the X-Wing. Hunt gripped the controls and started the speeder. The speeder and X-Wing zoomed out the Death Star’s loading bay. Looking out onto the large, orange mass known as Coruscant, they swooped toward it. “Warp drive on steady, sir.” A clone talked through a commlink. “Alright, prepare for landing.” Diablo answered back. A large, transparisteel docking bay was seen in the distance. Suddenly, the commlink on the speeder’s monitor beeped. “Sir, there’s an incoming transmission.” Hunt said, in an unusually eased voice. “Answer it.” Diablo told back. Hunt pressed a large, green button near the monitor. Suddenly a metal-headed figure was shown on the monitor. “Who are you and what do you want?” Diablo spoke into the commlink. “Ouch… Ah, yes, Darth Diablo, this is Darth Slayer. An old and forgotten Sith Lord. I need your Aid. I am trapped by, one, two three, about 5 Bull Rancors, and let me tell you, they’re not pretty. I think I’m in some sort of torture chamber on Hoth, near the equator. There’s a major landmark by it, the Echo base. I think I’m inside it… If you rescue me, I will be on your team and aid you in your quest as a Sith Lord.” Slayer whispered, trying not to make the Rancors hear him. “Alright, you will aid me in the finding and assassination of Kane Starkiller.” Diablo told back. “Alright, I’ll be expecting you.” Slayer replied. Diablo pressed the green button near the monitor. “Hunt, set a new course for Hoth, near the Echo Base. I’ll have to deal with Kane later…” Diablo instructed. “Yes sir! Team, we’re having a course change. Change your route to Echo Base on Hoth. Hunt out.” Hunt talked into the commlink. I should probably call Krein… Diablo thought. Diablo picked up his commlink. He pressed in some numbers and a few other variables. A dark-haired, rather tall woman appeared on the monitor. “Sister, I need you.” Diablo said, as the speeder and X-Wing turned around. “What is it this time, brother?” The woman, apparently known as Sith Mistress Krein Solo said. “I am going through a galactic trade way route owned by Jabba the Hutt’s son, Baeba’ganush. I need you to… Eh, negotiate with him in terms of passing in the trade way route.” Diablo said to Krein. “I don’t know, I don’t think the Sith are very good friends with the Hutts.” Krein replied. “Hahaha...” Diablo pulled of his cloak, revealing his young face with red eyes. He even pulled out the metal head cover, revealing his brown, fairly long hair. “I didn’t say he had to.” Diablo smiled, and pulled back the head cover and cloak back over his head. Krein smiled back. “Alright, I’ll meet you in 3 days, on Tatooine 4. Could you call the Death Guards? I’m getting tired of their foreign accent.” Krein told Diablo, as if to instruct. “I will.” Diablo said. The Speeder turned around. I’ll have to deal with Kane later. Diablo thought. “We’re moving into hyperspace, sir.” Hunt notified Diablo. The Speeder cruised toward hyperspace, its shiny coat of paint gleaming in the light of a nearby star. It swiped itself by the star, and was now finally in complete darkness. “Prepare for light speed.” Hunt notified Diablo again. Hunt pushed a joystick forward. There was a millisecond of silence, and then everything happened quickly. The speeder and X-Wing activated their thrusters, and then everything went extremely fast. Both of the ships hurdled in a ferocious spin, easing of at the end. The ships were in light speed. “Ship’s expected time to arrive at Echo Base, Hoth is ten-minutes.” Hunt told Diablo. Diablo didn’t reply. Everything was silent. The only noise to be heard was the sound of the ships’ thrusters. Main docking bay, Tatooine 3. “C-3PO, R2-D2, you ready?” Luke’s voice was eased. “Yes Master Luke.” C-3PO said in a robotic voice. R2-D2 set out a series of beeping noises. At first he let out 5 loud beats, then a long, low one, indicating a yes. “Alright, get on.” Luke instructed the droid. The two droids and Luke stepped into the A-Wing. Luke sat in the pilot’s seat. C-3PO stood up rather than sitting. R2 also just stood. Luke pulled a joystick and punched in a few coordinates. The A-Wing pulled up in front of the docking bay. It activated its thrusters, and flew up toward the sky. The ship accelerated up towards the atmosphere. It went faster and faster, until finally they were in hyperspace. “R2 set a course for Tatooine 2.” Luke told R2. The A-Wing spun vigorously and activated Light speed. There was a high sound of the thrusters being activated and then absolute silence. Suddenly, the ship stopped. About 20,000 meters away was a fleet of Sith war cruisers, pointing to the A-Wing as if engaging attack position. Suddenly, Luke’s commlink beeped. He pressed a button and looked at the monitor. “Hello, Jedi.” The image showed a tall, dark-haired woman. “Who are you and what do you want?” Luke boomed into the speaker. “I’m sorry. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Sith Mistress Krein Solo, sister of Darth Diablo.” The woman spoke to Luke. She was apparently known as Krein Solo. “Enter our ship and help us get through Baeba’ganush’s trade way route, or be destroyed.” Krein spoke again. Luke didn’t answer. Instead, he gestured at Krein and switched of the commlink. “Hang tight, guys.” Luke alerted C-3PO and R2-D2. He gripped the controls and pushed it downward. The A-Wing flew crisply under the war ship that was the most west of Luke. It was a successful dive, until the war ship activated its rear repulsorlifts. The heat from the ship was so intense that hard debris of glowing rock flew toward the A-Wing and blasted through the transparisteel and the coat of paint on the A-Wing. This damaged the A-Wing’s deflector shield. Luke looked on the ship’s monitor. It said that several areas were damaged and that deflector shields where at 45% power. Luke tightened his grip and blasted at the rear repulsorlifts. They exploded, leaving an empty space where the motors were. Soon, the warship started burning. Not far after, most areas of the warships started to explode. Suddenly, about 14 TIE-Fighters started blasting at the A-Wing, at full power. “Guys, get into the escape pod!” Luke told 3PO and R2. The two droids and Luke ran toward a small capsule. They all stepped in and closed the door. Space was tight, but good enough. Luke punched a large button, and the capsule detracted from the A-Wing. Small repulsors ignited at the bottom of the escape pod and the capsule created a large blast and started flying. The escape pod cruised towards a near planet, Dantooine. “Hmm… I hate Jedi. It’s not worth it. Return to master Vitus and give him a status report.” Krein told the Clone captains beside him. “Sir, yes sir!” Three of the Clone captains assured Krein. Meanwhile back at the escape pod: “Do you think we will make it, Master Luke?” 3PO questioned Luke. “Well sure, we’ll make it on to Dantooine, but the thing we should be worried about is surviving on the planet. That place is controlled by Rebel Commando, the scum of the Sith… We’ll have a hard time disguising ourselves as Commando Troopers.” Luke let out a smile that looked like he was very unsure of what he just said. Finally, the capsule had entered the atmosphere of the planet. It went faster and faster, until R2 let out a very high stream of notes indicating a scream, 3PO said “Oh My!”, and Luke let out a scream. In a matter of seconds, the capsule had crashed into the ground. Sand rose from the dessert bed. Luke opened the door. He looked around. They were in the epicenter of a sandstorm. Sand whirled from the ground and the air was thick with sand. He could barely breathe. Luke closed the door to the capsule. By the time they were all in, some sand had already come in to the capsule. ”I think we’ll have to wait a while until the sandstorms over.” Luke gestured to 3PO and R2.

Chapter 3

3rd Death Star, Hoth Space “Sir, we’re orbiting Hoth.” Hunt notified Diablo. “Good. Let us make our way to Hangar Bay 12 and board the speeder.” Diablo spoke. “Sir, I, I’ve been waiting to say something. I think that- that- the Sith Empire is wrong. The Galactic Republic does the right thing, they fight for peace… I… I will leave you and train to be a Jedi.” Hunt felt a feeling of being uncertain. “Well well… Another lunatic that will try to rage against the Sith. But this time, I’m not holding back.” Diablo sounded happy, strangely. Diablo pulled out his Lightsaber, its white light gleaming in the shine of Hoth’s atmosphere. He stepped up to hunt. As they stood there, they just stared at each other. Silence filled the room, except for the motor-like sound from Diablo’s Lightsaber. “Prepare to die!” Diablo yelled through his breathing machine. He dragged one side of his Lightsaber up and, in a moment, Diablo stuck it through Hunt’s body. Hunt screamed, so loud that some naval officers on the hall below heard it. Blood came out of the perimeter of the Lightsaber. Diablo dragged the saber out. Hunt lay on the floor, his white armor covered in blood. “It is done.” Diablo spoke, almost with sympathy. There was a moment of silence. Diablo tucked away his saber, and then started walking down the flight of stairs. He walked past some naval officers that looked at him, since he usually had Hunt with him. He stepped into an elevator. He pressed the button that said “12” and stood their silently. It was only a matter of second before the blast door opened, revealing Hangar Bay 12. He stepped toward a large W-Wing and got in it. The capsule cover moved down over his head. He strapped himself in inside the command seat. Diablo then punched in some coordinates. The ship’s repulsorlifts activated. It scaled upward, slowly, and then flew out of the Hangar bay. The ship cruised smoothly toward the atmosphere of Hoth. It was a matter of 50 seconds before he was inside it, about to land. Soon, he could see the snow-covered ground. He landed easily. He turned off the thrusters and stood up from the pilot’s seat. Then he walked briskly toward the door. Diablo opened it and stepped out. Hiss feet made a crunching noise as he stood on the layer of snow. It did the same as he walked on it. Small snowflakes fell on his dark cloak and then melted second later. He was angered, so he started concentrating, blending a ball of lightning in his hand. He released it into the air and larger bolts boomed out of the ball. It cleared out the blizzard, and made the sky clear. He then made another bolt, and heated up the ground. The snow melted. He could see nothing in the distance. But suddenly, he saw 2 towers and a base, with trenches that started at an entrance to the base. This was the Echo Base. In a burst, something sudden appeared. It was a Force Crystal. “A- a Force Crystal… Hahahahaha…. What a good chance to get more powerful.” Diablo spoke, in a satisfying way. He then pulled out his Lightsaber and pointed it at the crystal. The crystal became small bolts, and sprang into the saber. Diablo’s saber hilt turned gold, with a black stripe. Then he swung it, and cut a ridge in the ground. As he hit it, the saber turned black. He then pulled it up. It turned back to its original color: white. This was a Darksaber. His Lightsaber was no longer a Lightsaber. It was a Darksaber. “I am the most powerful Sith in the world.” Diablo laughed- his a-little-bit-dark skin showing around his mouth. It was unusual for Diablo to show part of his face. He then continued moving. He then heard a growl. Diablo looked behind him. There stood 2 Republic Rebels. “Freeze and put your hands up!” They yelled. Diablo raised his hands. “Drop your weapon!” Diablo dropped his Darksaber. He then force pulled it up and swiftly activated it. The Rebels started blasting. Diablo dodged all the bullets, and then he force pushed the Rebels down. They tried to reach up, but Diablo stuck up both his hands, and started choking the adversaries. He made a fist, and the Rebels died and fell to the ground. He then force-lifted them and threw them away 200 feet to the left. Then, for a final touch, he picked them up with force-lift and made 2 holes in the ground; then he buried them and covered up the holes with dirt. Finally, he used his aging power and made grass grow. Suddenly, snow covered the land again, and a blizzard started to stir up. He wasn’t irritated from the crunching sound when he walked anymore, or the flakes falling on his cloak. In a burst, he force jumped with extra-power. He landed right outside the Echo Base. He walked the few steps needed to get to the blast door entrance. Diablo looked at the door. It wouldn’t budge. This was not a matter to him. The Sith selected the door with the force, and forced lightning into it. This overloaded the door’s energy and made it defective- making it open. Inside, stood 4 Republic Clones, each selecting buttons on datapads. Before they could strike, he used lightning again. The beautiful stream of thunder hit the Clones easily. They all just fell down, Diablo expecting them to be dead- and they were. He went through another blast door. It led to a large room with bars, behind it stood a 4-armed and dark-cloaked man holding Lightsabers. He was in a transparisteel cage. 7 Bull Rancors stood around him. Grunting, they looked at Diablo. They walked toward the bars, and tried to break them. They were not successful. Diablo pulled out his Darksaber. He cut a large hole in the bars. Diablo stepped in. He threw his saber in one, the blade turning dark for a moment. But suddenly- He heard the sound of ships. The roof exploded. Blaster shots cruised down and knocked down all the Rancors. They were dead. The only thing he could see was his sister, saluting from outside a ship. The ships then vanished with tremendous speed. Diablo looked back at the man in the cage. “Thank you.” The man said. “I assume you are Darth Slayer?” Diablo questioned Slayer. “Yes. It is nice to meet you in person,” Slayer smiled, “Now, please don’t waste time. We must get moving.” Slayer told Diablo. “Okay.” Diablo sounded disappointing. The two Sith walked briskly out in the snow. “I will call my ship here.” Diablo spoke. He pressed 2 buttons on his breathing machine. His W-Wing showed up in the distance. It landed in front of them. They both stepped in. Diablo sat in the pilot’s seat and Slayer sat in the co-pilot’s seat. Again, Diablo punched in coordinates to get to the Death Star. The turbolifts and thrusters activated. Diablo’s ship retracted upward, tilted upward and started cruising. It was strange- the two Sith didn’t talk a lot. The W-Wing was now halfway to the Death Star. A minute passed. They saw loading bay 12 in the Death Star. The ship slowly came to a stop. It entered the hangar. He turned off the turbolifts and thruster, and then the whole ship. They stood up and walked out of the ship. Rebels bowed to Diablo as he walked by. He opened a blast door, leading to a hallway. “Slayer, there is another favor I ask of you. Can you revive my dead padawan’s spirit?” Diablo asked Slayer. “Well, I know a friend who can. Coollin Drekkh. He is a spiritualist, with totems that can revive spirits.” Slayer gestured. “Alright; we will cruise toward where this ‘Coollin Drekkh’ is.” Diablo turned his sight to the blast door leading to the hallway. “Well,” “the planet he lives on in a junkyard planet that orbits Yavin. Can you take us there?” Slayer replied. “Yes. We must walk to the Commander’s Room. I will then go in Lightspeed to the planet.” Diablo informed Slayer. “And I must ask- what is the name of this planet?” Diablo tilted his head up, and then turned it to Slayer. “I think it is known by the name of Cresti.” Slayer stretched his arms. They both stepped up to the blast door. It opened. Again, they were in a hall with many Rebels walking about. Space Thresher, Unknown Space “Padawan, you know we are among the last of the Imperial Remnant…” Kalim Thorrz said. “I know master- but- I…” Rann Koth couldn’t finish his sentence. “No buts. We must attack Darth Diablo.” Kalim demanded. “Yes master.” Rann bowed. “Now, let’s get out of this Terkon orbit. Prepare the ship!” Kalim exclaimed. Rann stepped up to the Space Thresher’s commander seat. He sat down. Rann pressed some coordinates on the monitor’s touch screen. The monitor skimmed through some names of planets. It selected the word ‘space station’ and showed a ship on a screen that was the 3rd Death star. It circled it and showed its movement speed and what it coordinates were. Rann clicked the ship and the screen said ‘COORDINATES SET’. The Space Thresher turned around. Rann pulled a joystick, and the ship activated Lightspeed. It spun and cruised in hyperspace. Kalim looked out at the stars and sighed. He then looked at his padawan, disappointed. “Master, the Death Star is coming up close.” Rann didn’t seem to smile as he said this. “Good. But, they will soon either blast us or ask what we want. 3rd Death Star, Inner Rim The two Sith were now already in the commander’s room. “Ahh… I sense a Jedi. Hahaha, here comes some more good information.” Diablo made a fist. He pressed his commlink, “Gunners, pull in that Jedi ship.” At the gunners, they sat in high and tight chairs that tilted backwards. One gunner pressed a large blue button called TRCTR. He then selected the Jedi ship. The Jedi were pulled in. “What is happening?” Rann seemed excited. “That Space Station is pulling us in!” Kalim yelled. The Space Thresher was being pulled in. It cruised toward the Death Star. It was now in the hangar. It landed softly. The two Jedi stepped out, Lightsabers activated and in-hand. The Rebels started blasting. Rann and Kalim blocked the blaster shots with their Lightsabers. But then, someone threw a paralyzing grenade. It was Diablo. The two Jedi fell to the ground. “Thank you, troops.” Diablo waved an open palm. Two Rebels stepped up to the Jedi. “Where should we take them, sir?” The two Rebels spoke. “Take them to Lockup Facility 9.” Diablo instructed the Rebels. “Sir yes sir!” The rebels saluted. Diablo clicked his commlink. “Krein, I need some more time. I have to take care of some other things.” Diablo spoke. “Alright, I don’t mind. We have a standard year before we run short of time.” Krein’s brownish-red hair glimmered. “Don’t worry. I’ll only need one day.” Diablo nodded, and so did Krein. He turned off his commlink. Diablo stepped up to Slayer, which had not seemed to say or do anything during what had happened. “Now, let us go to Cresti.” Diablo told Slayer. “Alright, let us go back to the Commander’s Room.” Slayer’s pale skin around his mouth lightly shone out. They both stepped up to the hangar’s exit. The blast door opened. Diablo closed his eyes and stopped walking. He tried to contact his master with the force. Master, do you have any more information for me? Diablo contacted Darth Vitus. Yes. I sense- I sense- your padawan will not be revived. Your destiny will choose a new padawan. He will be- a cyborg. The contact was broken. Diablo sighed. I killed him because he wanted to turn into a Jedi- I had to… Diablo thought. “Diablo, is anything troubling you?” Slayer turned to Diablo. “No… I’m fine.” They continued walking. They had walked up to an elevator. The door opened, and they stepped in. Diablo pressed a large red button with a picture of a chair with a desk on it. The elevator moved up. It took 5 seconds before they arrived. The door opened. They stepped out into the Commander’s Room. The two Sith sat down. Slayer punched in coordinates; ’7700-5522-44 18’. The Death Star immediately jumped to Lightspeed. “That was fast. Do you know shortcuts for these kinds of things?” Diablo said. “Yes, it’s a force-activated thing I learned from the Aing-Tii. You could go learn many different Aing-Tii force powers if you go to their home world.” Slayer smiled. “Alright, I will do this before I destroy Kane.” Diablo relaxed. Baeba’ganush’s Lair, Dantooine “Well well… Here I have a Jedi and two droids. As a matter of fact, the gold one and blue-white one my father used to own.” Baeba’ganush’s voice was bubbly. “Well, did you know my father rescued your life?” Luke smiled, sarcastically. “These are all lies! I- I- it can’t be!” The Hutt became enraged. “Oh I assure you, it’s true. In fact, I have this Galactic Document with me.” Luke took out a paper from his robe’s pouch. He showed it to the Hutt. “I- I didn’t know,” the Hutt frowned, “but that doesn’t change anything! The Sith will pay a high ransom for you!” Baeba’ganush’s voice was filled with anxiety. Two bounty hunters stepped up and started blasting with a stun laser. Luke pulled out his Lightsaber and started blocking the blasts. Up, down, twist behind, down, up… It was a continuous stream of blocks. Finally Luke stretched out two arms. He force pulled the hunter’s blasters and grabbed them. The hunters waved their hands in the air, deep in surrender. All the scum that stood in a circle started blasting now. R2-D2 was shot on the leg. He made a loud, long beep. Luke made a hole in the ceiling with his Lightsaber. The piece fell down. Luke grabbed the droids and jumped up into the hot air. The scum shot two final shots in through the hole. They all ran on the roof. Luke force-leaped to the side and was pushed off the roof. They soon saw the entrance, with two bounty hunter guards. Luke came to a stop, which made him push sand in front of him. The guard on the left saw the sand and turned around. He started blasting with one hand, and used a flamethrower with the other. “Ahh!” Luke was burned by the flamethrower. He had a large hole-like tear on his robes. It was on his chest. Luke’s skin had shown, with a black bruise on it. The bounty hunter blasted him again. It hit him in his arm. Then, the natural thing to do was shoot Luke with a paralyzing gun. He did. The guard stepped up, looking out at the other guard. Only one stepped away, since there needed to be at least 1 guard outside. The guard walked in to the lair.

Chapter 4

Jedi Temple, Tatooine 4 Corran clicked his commlink. “Luke, can you hear me? This is Corran!” The Grand Master blurted out into the commlink. There was no answer. The screen was pitch-black. “Something has happened to Luke… I’m worried.” “Don’t be worried, brother. I’m sure Luke can handle whatever situation he’s in.” Valin tried to cheer Corran up. Corran looked up at Valin. “I sure hope you’re right…” Corran sighed. They had been sitting in the meeting room, until they stepped up. The blast door opened, and they walked out. The Jedi army is made up of non-Sith Commando Troopers. They all walked briskly in the hallway. 3rd Death Star, Cresti Space Diablo stepped up to Kalim and Rann. “Jedi- it is time for your fate.” Diablo seemed decided. “I don’t talk to Sith!” Kalim exclaimed. “Oh I assure you, you will.” Diablo pulled out his Darksaber and stepped up to the cell. He pointed it at Rann’s neck. “Answer me or he dies.” Diablo’s voice was calm. “Don’t do it master!” Rann yelled. “Don’t worry, Jedi. I won’t kill him.” Diablo laughed. “Now answer me! Or would you like to hear something that will change your life forever!” Diablo exclaimed. “I won’t talk.” Kalim looked down. “I must tell you then. Do you know Luke Skywalker?” Diablo’s voice tuned up. “Yes… He’s a fellow Jedi… Why wouldn’t I?” Kalim looked up at Diablo. “He is my great descendant… And since you will die,” Diablo took of his hood and metal headpiece. “I’m Adam Solo Skywalker!” “No____________________!” Kalim screamed while Diablo laughed. “Also, Luke Skywalker is dead. He is but a mere ghost! So is master Kenth Hamner and Valin Horn! They died thousands of years ago!” Diablo laughed again, and then he stopped. He pulled out his Darksaber again, and with a swift slash, he cut through the cell bars and sliced Kalim’s head off. He laughed again and put back his metal headpiece; then pulled up his hood. Kalim’s body fell to the ground. “Master!’ Rann screamed. “I’ll deal with you later.” Diablo walked away. Slayer was seen in the distance. “What happened?” Slayer asked. “Kalim is dead.” Diablo said. “Alright, let us board the speeder to get to Cresti.” Slayer flinched. The two Sith walked to Hangar Bay 5. “Diablo, there is something I must tell you.” Slayer smiled. Diablo looked at Slayer. “I am your master!” Slayer pulled his hood of. It was Darth Vitus! “Master! What are you doing here and why are you disguised as your brother?” Diablo seemed excessively surprised. “I wanted to test you.” Vitus squinted. “Test me? How can you test a trained Sith Lord?! You are not my master.” Diablo started running. He was making a series of force pulls and jumps to try to get up to the command room. I must commlink my real master. Diablo thought. Excessively he clicked several buttons on his commlink. An empty Sith Lord’s chair appeared, with Jedi standing around it.

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