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Darth Nexus didn't know which was worse. The sheer effect of the horrible vision that he had been having since his childhood, or the minor annoyance of the fact that he could not shake him self from it. There he was, standing next to his younger brother in the shadows of the two men who were deciding the two young boys fate.
"I sense a fair amount of fear in the older one," one of the silhouettes of the men said in an irritatingly calm voice.
Could that possibly be because I am a small kid and do not know what is going on? Darth Nexus thought to himself.
"That, and he is a little too old," the other man added.
"Does that mean that he won't be able to come with you?" a concerned female voice from somewhere behind him said. "That he will have to stay and grow up on this planet? I can tell you there is no future here for him or either of them. It is a hard life here," she finished with a distant tone of sadness in her voice.
"We understand ma'am, it's just that we normally do not take them past a certain age for multiple reasons. We can however take the younger one if you would like. His life as a Jedi would not be an easy one, but I assure you it would be a meaningful one." He paused for a moment and then added for clarity, "I am sorry, we just can't take both."
"I understand," the woman said after a thoughtful pause. "Will I ever get to see him again?"
The two men stood for a moment allowing what should have been a simple question resonate. "I am afraid the Jedi does not encourage padawans or any Jedi for that matter to have any personal connections outside of our order and the people we deal with," one of them finally said. "There are," he paused as if searching for the right word, "many reasons we enforce this."
"Okay, I will explain it to the boys and get him ready to come with you," she said.
The two men left without a word after the woman agreed to allow her son to go off with them later. When she walked in front of the child that would one day become Darth Nexus, she had an unreadable expression on her face. "Your brother is going off with those two nice men that were just here," she said as if he hadn't been there the whole time. It was obvious she was trying to keep her tone positive, but her eyes said it all.
One could only be so positive when they are telling their kid that their life is going to be worthless while their brother gets to get away from all the things that made their life so difficult. He alone had witnessed how hard their mother worked to take care of him self and his brother; and the Jedi came and left him and his mother to wither in the god forsaken place that had brought them so much misfortune.
His mother's face began to get foggy. Darth Nexus experienced a nearly overwhelming burning sensation in his forearm as he was brought back to the real world from the vision. He and another middle aged man had been standing in a clearing of what once may have been a forest full of life, but was now a seemingly barren swamp.
Darth Nexus soon realized that his hand was wrapped around the other mans throat. The burning in his forearm had worn off, but the rest of his body was still ringing from the pain, almost like ears ringing after an extremely loud and violating sound. He released the tension in his hand from the other mans throat and the man's limp body peeled away and fell unceremoniously to the wet mud beneath them. It was surreal to look at the man's wasted corpse at his feet.
After what seemed like an eternity of just staring at the body, Darth Nexus began to feel his own feet underneath him again so to speak. His body no longer felt like a hollow shell with the slightest hint of echoing pain that stored an uncomprehending and foggy mind. He began to feel something even more indescribable. Something only a powerful Sith Lord such as himself could understand. Raw power… Pure, untainted, and uncontained currents of power. This is what any force user lived for… or at least should live for.
The fool on the ground never knew power. In fact, he devoted his entire life to disgracing what he was, and ensuring that he withheld himself from the very thing he was meant to have; the very thing that was practically given to him on a silver platter and he would partake of none. This fool not only disgraced nature and the way of the universe by living the way he did, but he also hurt the universe by doing this.
The fool on the ground was a Jedi. He was a so-called defender of the republic, and keeper of peace. Or as Darth Nexus saw it an unnecessary void existing in the force. To Darth Nexus, the force was not only a tool merely available to protect politicians; the force was everything. It was a form of energy that held the very universe itself together. It was an essential element in the universe that the very fundamental elements in human cells could communicate with and share energy with. Every living being had something known as midichlorians in their cells. Some individuals possessed a higher midichlorian count to one cell than others, which made them force sensitive. This made the individual themselves able to communicate directly with the mysterious force that held the universe itself together making them a sort of vessel for the force.
Darth Nexus believed that all the energy in the universe was not only borrowed, but also shared. There was so much potential for someone that was a force sensitive. The force itself offered power to those who could acquire it. The force offered energy for the user to expend to keep the balance of things going, but when the Jedi came along they began to limit themselves to only a few minor aspects of the force for their own selfish use and refused to embrace everything the force had to offer.
Darth Nexus' master had informed him that these Jedi's actions were throwing the universe into turmoil. The energy offered from the universe was not being used the correct way, and in turn throwing everything out of balance. Ever since hearing this from his master, and learning the true power of the force himself, Darth Nexus had dedicated his life to cleansing the universe from the reckless Jedi and following his masters instruction to prevent any other force sensitive to be able to access the force only partially ever again.
His master had a plan to not only eliminate the Jedi completely from the universe, but to ensure that there could never be another Jedi again. Darth Nexus took one more look at the remnant of the fool on the ground and smiled. "Master," he said to a communicator on his wrist, "the job is done. The Jedi's fate was indeed inevitable. I can feel his pathetic wasted life force inside of me."
"As I knew you would Darth Nexus. Come to the academy's secret lab for extraction," the voice on the communicator said simply before signing out.
As Darth Nexus began walking to his transport, he was thinking of how proud his mother would have been of him if she were still alive.