Starkiller looked out over the horizon of Felucia. Why did he still use the original's name? He's not Starkiller. He's a clone. He sensed danger in the force, and whipped around to see a figure flying towards him. The figure held red lightsaber in his hand, ready to kill Starkiller at any moment. Starkiller shot a burst of force into the figure.
"Who are you?" Starkiller asked. He watched the figure. It was human, and definitely a man. He wore a black hooded robe. His eyes were clearly visible under the hood. Dark, Cold, and yellow as sith. Starkiller approached him when he received no answer. He slammed him into the wall.
"I said 'Who are you?'" Starkiller's rage was radiating in the force. His robe flew around as he called on the force to come. The figure stood he rose, and lifted his hand. Starkiller had just enough time to pull his blades to protect him when the lighting shot from the figure.
Starkiller blocked it until it stopped and called more force to him. The figure laughed. His voice was so low and mechanical it sent cold chills down Starkiller's spine. The figure removed his hood to reveal his face. Starkiller was horrified.
His upper face was human. His skin was tan. His hair was a dusty blonde color, and his eyes were sith yellow. His lower face was covered by machinery. A huge machine was where his mouth should be. He laughed again.
"I am Vader's Apprentice. I am Darkness!" He laughed and lightning shot all around him. So much force energy it made Vader look weak. Darkness' hand was lifted again but not to shoot lighting. He raised it to shoot a blast of force into Starkiller. "Who are you?"
"I was Vader's Apprentice. Now I'm the leader of the rebellion. I am a clone of Starkiller!" Starkiller shot lighting into Darkness. Darkness screamed in pain when the bolt hit. Steam oozing off him, he stood and trudged away towards his ship.