I died that night.
I watched helplessly as Jayne was cut down by those gutless thugs.
Something had snapped in me. I rushed at them and before I knew it, dead bodies laid strewn on the ground.
I looked and was horrified at what I had done. Their bodies were charred to a crisp. No blood, not even a body part.
It was as if they fell vicitim to spontaneous combustion...but knew it was something more sinister, more deadly.
I felt this Dark power coursing through my veins. What was this power? It felt so good, so freeing. How could I feel like this when I just murdered half a dozen men?
"The Dark Side of the Force, young one."
"Who are you? And what are you doing in my head?"
"I am Darth Krayt, Lord of the Sith"
I knew the name. My pa said that the Dark Jedi were only myths, told to scare people. Obviously, I was wrong. "I felt your anger, all the way from my homeworld of Korriban. You are unusually strong in the Force. Come to me."
I left that very moment, ignoring everyone around me, the cries of "Don't go!" and, "Come back here right this second!"
Somehow, I knew exactly where Korriban was. It took me 18 days to arrive to the planet.
"Welcome, young one. Your future awaits you."
I died that night...and was reborn...as a dark creature, something to be feared.
Many years pass..and now I am a Lord.
"I am your life. I am your death. You passed all your trials without flinching. The person that was once Kaywinnit Lee Frye is dead. I name you Darth Illahn. I anoint you as one of my Hands You are to report to me...and only me. Rise, Lord Illahn."
I stand from my kneeling position to face the Emperor, eyes full of darkness. Not one ounce of Kaylee exists. Just Lord Illahn, angel of death...bringer of Darkness.
I have no equal. Hatred and anger are my constant companions
I died that night...and there is no saving me.
I have a new life now. Serenity will get along just fine without me...or wil they?