Star Wars

Knights of the Old Republic

The Legend of the Grey Knight

Prologue

The three Sith looked upon the graduates with utter disgust. Out of a class of 300 only 50 survived the training. The Stalon Academy was home to the elite Stalon Clan, a clan of Sith trained specifically to hunt down and kill the Jedi. They were the best of the best that the Sith could offer and they had proved that time and time again with the deaths of many Jedi and the elimination of 27 Jedi temples. They were admired and praised by all the Sith within the galaxy and were rightfully feared by all the Jedi. The elite Sith that led the Stalon Clan were the Zabrak Jastine Stalon, a vicious Sith Marauder whose skill with a lightsaber ran unmatched by any in the academy, the human Leon Stalon, A Sith Assassin who many think should be the leader of the Stalon Clan because of his perfection in the art of assassination, and the twilek Naira Stalon, A Sith Lord whose strength in the Force was feared throughout the galaxy. As Lord Jastine scanned the crowd his eyes were drawn to four individuals standing side by side as the only remaining members of the freshman class. These students were Shihiro, Marx, Shugetsu, and Suay. They were also all four taken from a raided Jedi Temple on Tatooine. Jastine smiled at the thought of these four students, the best the Stalon Clan has seen since the days of himself, Naira, and Leon. The young Shihiro was what really caught Jastine's eyes. His skill with the lightsaber was becoming the stuff of legend and he was only fourteen years old. He had won the academy's lightsaber competition four times in a row, something Jastine couldn't even accomplish in his illustrious career as a student in the Stalon Academy. This made him proud but fearful as well. Already the masters at the academy were comparing the skill of the young Shihiro to Jastine and were saying he may one day surpass the skill of Lord Jastine. The boy was good he had to admit, but as good as him he truly doubted it. He was the best lightsaber duelist in the entire Stalon Clan and he was not going to be passed up by a mere boy. The time had come for the three masters to choose a padawan from one of the remaining students to train until knighthood. Knowing that he couldn't possibly choose Shihiro, he'd kill the boy in training only to prove himself, he decided on the next best option. Suay was right up there in skill with Shihiro. Although he had thrashed her on many occasions it really was unfair to compare her to the awesome Shihiro. Stepping up to the front of the stage Jastine held up a hand and the entire student body went silent.

" You have all done well to reach this point in the Stalon Clan and therefore I am proud of you all. Those not strong enough to reach the place that you all are at I say good riddance. We do not cater to the weak in the Stalon Clan so either prosper or perish. It has come to the point in time for us masters to choose a padawan from among you. As the chosen leader of the Stalon Clan it is my privilege to choose first. Suay Stalon you have prospered greatly and have proven yourself to be an amazing swordsman even though you are but a freshman. Step forward and take the parts to craft your weapon of destruction."

A young girl of fourteen with jet black shortly cropped hair along with two bangs in the front steps forward and takes a metallic cylinder along with crystals.

"Thank you Lord Jastine, under your guidance I vow to destroy the Jedi order and become an asset to the Sith Empire."

Suay steps off the stage and retreats along with Jastine to immediately begin the grueling training required to become a Sith. As the next in line to choose a padawan Leon Stalon steps to Jastines former position.

"I have heard greatly of the prowess in the art of assassination of a certain freshman student by the name of Marx Stalon. It is said you have passed with honors every single one of the assassin tests thrown at you and that is something that I Lord Leon can advance to a level that will make the mere mention of your name to those pathetic Jedi a death sentence. Marx Stalon step forward and follow me to the deaths of many Jedi."

A Kel Dor male with a strange x upon his forehead steps forward and takes the components to make his lightsaber before following Leon off into the training part of the Academy.

"I have the true privilege of picking the most promising student I have ever laid eyes on as my personal apprentice. Shihiro Stalon you need no introduction for you are one of the best swordsman I have ever had the opportunity of watching in combat. You are the epitome of a Sith Marauder and the prime example of a warrior. Together we will bring the Jedi order to it's knees and bring about the reign of the Sith that will last for al eternity. Come forward."

As Naira finishes her statement a human steps forward with long jet black hair to his shoulders and an almost black pair of eyes. He carried an almost visible aura of strength and skill and commanded the respect of those around him with only his presence. Stepping forward Shihiro takes the lightsaber components and follows Naira into the training section. Another master of the Academy tells the rest of the students to return to their training and await the moment when the less prominent masters of the Stalon Clan will choose their padawans.

The three masters looked upon their new padawans with scrutiny and visualized the Sith they would become under their guidance.

"You three will now make your lightsabers by yourself with no help from anyone. Any other materials you need will be provided upon asking. Go at it." Commands Naira to the padawans.

"They will indeed be great" says Leon watching the retreating forms of the three students.

"hmmph" grunts Jastine in reply before walking off.

"Watch your student's back Master Naira for Lord Jastine sees him as competition. That could be disastrous." States Leon before following Jastine out of the small room with the students hard at work building the thing that will cause the death of many, many Jedi.

With a smile at whom she thought would be the greatest Sith of all time, Naira leaves the room behind to meditate on where to start her padawan's training.