Hello everyone, Deverell22 back again with the start of my 3rd fanfiction. I know I have a lot on right now that I should be working on, but it doesn't hurt to have some new ideas ready and waiting, am I right? This one is a fanfic that I've been waiting to work on for quite some time, ever since the game Star Wars The Old Republic came out. Now's my chance. I hope you all enjoy this interesting story that's a unique take on the life of a Sith Warrior

Prologue: Korriban Archives

Every library in the galaxy has been home to endless pools of information. The two greatest were the Jedi Temple Archives on Coruscant and the Sith Academy Archives on Korriban. When tragedy struck and the sacking of Coruscant occurred, the Jedi Temple was destroyed and its library buried. Luckily, Korriban's archive survived and the items of knowledge stayed vast. For a young acolyte named Nakkel, the archive was heaven.

Nakkel was a 19 year old human born on the planet Alderaan. When the Empire invaded, he was picked up by Darth Malgus, who felt his potential, and sent him to Korriban. While there, Nakkel felt out of place, not having Sith blood, so he kept to himself in the archive. He read more than his fair share of datalogs, and unknown to most, he was incredibly skilled in both weapon combat and the use of the Force. When someone wanted to find the acolyte, he could be seen resting on top of one of the statues inside the library, where he was now.

Nakkel opened the datalog, its information titled Jedi Civil War. He read each line twice just to make sure he'd remember every detail. Footsteps near the doorway grabbed Nakkel's attention as another acolyte entered the room. Nakkel looked up for a split second to see a practice sword coming for him. He jumped off of the statue in time to dodge the slash. The second acolyte followed him closely, constantly swinging his practice blade in a frenzy.

Nakkel quickly landed on the ground and stood still. The other acolyte fell towards him, a high slash above his head. Suddenly, just before it connected, both the blade and the acolyte froze in mid-air, barely seeing Nakkel's right hand open wide at his side.

"Elvien, why are you trying to beat me again?" Nakkel asked, lowering his attacker.

"Getting in my last sparring match. Today's Acolyte Day." the other said, sheathing his weapon.

"What does it matter?" Nakkel asked. "They choose maybe two acolytes out of a hundred. What are the chances we get picked?"

"You have a point, but still. You know she'll be here praying to get chosen." Elvien defended.

Nakkel thought for a moment, his mind wrapping around Elvien's words. Only one girl could possibly want to get chosen for trials that both of them knew, Lynx. Lynxethidia was a human acolyte with faded white hair. Nakkel had immediately become enamored once they first met. The only problem was that she was in love with a vicious person, another acolyte named Vemrin. Vemrin didn't care about anything except his own success. He was heartless and last year he had been chosen to take the trials to become Sith. It was a mockery, for he did not grow up with a Sith family, as did Nakkel, no, he came from the forgotten world of Balmorra and knew nothing of the Sith. Nakkel despised him with a fiery blaze and that would be fuel enough to attend the ceremony.

"Alright, let's go." Nakkel said, Elvien's face bright with victory.

The two acolytes left the library and headed down the hall towards a large gathering. Hundreds of other acolytes were surrounding a tall podium where two Sith Lords stood. One of the Sith wore scarlet red robes, their face hidden behind a gold mask. Nakkel knew this Sith Lord, Vertnietigen. A Sith who had a lot of pull in the Dark Council, a group of the 12 strongest Sith Lords in the galaxy. Darth Nox, Vertnietigen's council name, had slain his master, former council member Darth Thanaton, and was given the position. He was now the master of another influential Sith Lord, but Nakkel did not know their name. Standing next to Darth Nox was another great Sith, Darth Baras. Baras was known for being the direct voice of the Emperor himself. A lot of Sith thought he was crazy, Nakkel included. Nakkel looked past Elvien to see Lynx walking towards him. He smiled as she joined them.

"Excited?" Nakkel asked her, looking at the Dark Lords as they prepared their speeches.

"As always." Lynx said, her accent striking a chord. "I hope at least one of us gets chosen today."

"Cross your fingers then, because they're starting." Elvien said.

The three acolytes went silent and waited as Darth Nox stepped forward.

"Acolytes, each year we go through a detailed process to select which of you will be attending the Sith Academy. This year, we have selected two acolytes who will take part in both the Warrior and Inquisitor programs. For the new potential Sith Inquisitor, please step forward Acolyte Natsuada."

Multiple acolytes sighed and cheered as a young Zabrak female stepped onto the podium and bowed before Vertnietigen. The two stepped back as Darth Baras stepped to the microphone.

"I will make this short and sweet. The chosen one for the Warrior program is Acolyte Ethula." Baras said.

Elvien sighed before turning back to Nakkel.

"Sorry bro." he said, his face sullen.

"It's alright, I already figured that I wouldn't get chosen. Come on, let's head back."

The three began to leave when an Imperial soldier approached them.

"Excuse me, my lords, I'm looking for Acolyte Nakkel." the female soldier said.

"I'm Nakkel, what is it that you need?" Nakkel asked.

"My lord, your presence has been requested at the Sith Academy."

"The Academy!? But the acolytes have already been chosen."

"Yes sir, you are a special case. An overseer has requested you personally."

Nakkel looked at Elvien and Lynx, who both had a large smile.

"This is your chance, dude. You finally get to be an apprentice." Elvien said with enthusiasm.

"You should go for it, Nakkel." Lynx said. "I'll be rooting for you the whole time."

"Alright, I'll go." Nakkel said.

The soldier bowed and began to walk towards a landing pad with a shuttle. Nakkel shook Elvien's hand and hugged Lynxethidia before following the soldier. His training blade was sheathed on his back, the strap easily blending in with the dark grey shirt he wore. He stepped into the shuttle as it quickly took off. Nakkel stood next to the pilot, seeing a second shuttle appear in the sky. Suddenly, the second shuttle was shot down and a small fighter flew past. Nakkel held onto the side, but the pilot was able to keep the shuttle intact as they neared the Academy.

So? What did you guys think? I hate to ask too much, but I have to ask for some reviews and ideas, otherwise I lose the motivation to write my stories. I know I can rely on one friend to review, he always does, but I could definitely use some others, and not just for this story, but for my others as well; Missing in Minecraft and Yugioh GX: A New Generation of Duelist. Well, that's all for now, keep an eye out for the next chapters for them all. Deverell22, signing off.