Jason Dickson was sitting on his bed quite angry, his stupid parents had sent him to his room because some of their villain friends were coming to plan an attack on the KND… again.
He would rather stay in his room where he could be alone, if he had left the house his older brother Chad and his friends would just beat him and his parents wouldn't do anything to help him, he still had some bruises from his way home from school a few days ago.
Jason sat in his room for hours and as he sat there and locked out all thoughts he began to feel something weird… some kind of force.
After a few minutes where he concentrated on the weird force a ghost like man suddenly appeared in the middle of his room.
Jason jumped back startled at the ghost.
The ghost was tall, had yellow eyes, was bald and looked muscular, it was hard to see because he wore a robe with a hood.
"Who the hell are you?", asked Jason nervous.
"My name is Darth Krius and I have something I want to talk to you about", said the bald ghost.
"About what?", asked Jason and sat back down on his bed.
"A story actually… about the Sith order and the Jedi weaklings, and about the force that bind together all living beings", said Darth Krius and waved his hand and pulled out a chair with the force and sat down and began to tell a long story.
(Four hours later)
At first Jason thought he finally had lost his mind, but now he believed the Darth Krius after he had learned him to levitate a toy from the ground.
"So what do you say… will you become my apprentice?", asked Darth Krius with a grin.
"Yes", said Jason.
"Good… after 5000 years… the Sith order has been reborn… from now on you shall be known as Darth…", said Darth Krius and thought for a moment.
"Vorus", said Darth Krius with a grin.
"Thank you… my master", said Darth Vorus with a evil grin knowing that he would have his revenge on all his enemies in a few years
Trailer to future fanfiction.
