Jaesa Willsaam had for years now been training to become a Jedi. To serve the order and become something greater then a mere servant to a noble house on Alderaan. Over the last few years she'd used her gift to rise through the order and become the padawan of the great Jedi master Noman Kaar. But for the last few months she'd been feeling a rising darkness through the force. Her master told her that it was his old enemy Darth Barris and his new apprentice trying to cover their tracks and not to worry too much. But then they got word that the apprentice had slaughtered everyone at the listening post. Jaesa got her first look at them during the holo call. She was a female Rattataki with ominous tattoos covering her face. But what really drew Jaesa's attention were her dark and focused orange eyes. She'd boasted about how she would hunt her down and kill Nomen karr before killing the feed.
She'd tried her best to focus on her training and somehow block out the image of the sith, but as time went on her master became more focused on them and she felt it getting more intense and personal. First came the death of one of her teachers. Even across the galaxy she felt his death, like a blade twisting through her gut. Through their link she saw images of his last battle and how the sith had cut him down. Then came her parents, but unlike her former teacher they weren't killed. Instead she received a message through the order that they'd been taken to the sith home world Dromand Kaas where they were living like nobility attending parties and even having servants of their own. After reading this message and watching the enclosed video of their new mansion like tower she in a moment of rage crushed a nearby droid with the force. After she did she was taken back by how easy it had been to destroy something with only the force.
Her master of course scolded her for giving in to her emotions and while she apologized, she couldn't let it go. Her parents had always seen her a as means to and end to get themselves out of their low station. First by sending her to an noble as a mere servant and then by trying to marry her off to a complete stranger more then half her age. And now by giving the sith hunting her information they were living like they always wanted.
Finally, after weeks of planning and anger she sent the sith a message to meet. If she wanted to kill her then she would face her in single combat. And had her master not found her plan and stopped her she would have. Instead two of her master's allies were sent and subsequently killed in her place. In her chambers the guilt and rage she felt festered and grew. When she finally emerged, she followed after her master to Hutta to confront to the sith. As she landed the shuttle, she felt the shift in the force around her master, changing the calm and focused Nomen Karr into a bitter and engaged man violently snapping at her when she arrived. Next to him stood the sith that that had set this all up. She stood next to him in black metal armor that covered her chest and legs leaving her pale arms exposed. She pulled back her black hood as she noticed her.
"So, the padawan finally grows tired of hiding and comes to face me herself. And here I was beginning to think I'd have to start carving your dear master to pieces to get your attention."
"Enough games sith you plan will end here and now." She reached for her saber igniting the double blades and rushed forward. The sith let out a laugh and pulled her twin curved sabers from her side igniting the red blades and meeting her in battle.
Jaesa had always been confident in her skills with the saber but it became evident all to quickly that the sith was far more skilled. Every strike was instantly countered with minimal effort and soon she found she was doing everything possible to defend against the agile movements and aggressive style. But to make matters worse she could feel that the sith was barely trying. She could feel that to her this battle that Jaesa was giving her all was nothing more then light excise to her.
After a few minutes of trying and failing to break from her defense the sith extended her hand and Jaesa was sent flying into a wall and with another wave was sent across the room. She tried to fight back but found her throat being crushed as she was lifted high into the air desperately clutching her throat.
"It seems as though the light has failed you little Jedi. Just like the rest of your order you can only play at being powerful."
She closed her eyes and prepared to meet her end as the sith dropped her and marched forward with her saber. But just as she felt the heat on her shoulder it was pulled away.
"But killing you would be such a waste."
"What?"
The sith extended her hand and pulled Jaesa up. "Join me and cast off the limiting shackles of the Jedi. Do so and I will show you the true power that lies in the dark side."
She slapped her hand away and took a step back. "You expect me to abandon the Jedi like that? To throw away years of training and devotion to the light!"
"And let me ask you this, just what has the light given to you after your years of devotion? Have you anything to show from its other then restraint and limitations. Always being told to put others before yourself even though you have the power to change things for the better."
She opened her mouth to speak but to her shock found that she couldn't think of anything. "Your master Nomen Karr must have told you that if you embrace the light then no sith could best you?"
"Yes"
"And yet here I am an apprentice that managed to defeat a Jedi master three times. A master that has spent years making a network of spies only for it to fall apart in less than a month by a single person."
"Jaesa don't listen to her! She's trying to corrupt you!"
She tried to listen to her master but found that the sith was correct. "The Jedi have the power to change the galaxy for the better and instead of using it they restrain themselves. And while they preach their morals evil and corruption grows right under their noses. They bend the knee to the senate when they should be ruling over it. We sith embrace our power and use it without worrying over such things. As the saying goes, might makes right."
Before she could stop herself, she'd asked the question that had deep down always been on her mind. A question that she'd had since she was a child wishing for a better life "Could I really be free of restraints? Could I be free of it all?"
"Yes, become my apprentice and throw of the chains that have bound you. As a sith you'll be free to do what you wish when you wish."
Felling a rush of excitement, she dropped to her knee. "I will serve you master."
"Excellent and my first order is for you to kill your former master. They saw the first kill is always the most thrilling. I felt it myself when I killed my instructor on Koriban."
"You want me to kill him?" her mind raced as years of training and bonding experiences came rushing back. Him giving her the materials to build her first lightsaber as well as helping her though the stances for it. But as they did so did the years of repetitive lessons and restraining. Being told over and over to watch what she did or said. To always be the embodiment of the Jedi way even if it meant giving up everything.
She closed her eyes, took a breath and rose to her feet igniting her saber marching over to Nomen Karr. "It will be done master."
"Jaesa listen to me! Use your powers and run from here while you can. The Jedi way is the only true wa…" with one swing of her saber she silenced him. His lifeless body dropped to the floor a searing wound covering his chest. Her hands griped her staff with such intensity as realization of what she'd done as will as the excitement from doing something so malicious filled her entire body
Her new master walked over to her admiring her kill. "Now how do you feel now that you've cut your chains Jaesa?"
"I've never truly cut someone before. Accidently in training yes, but to cut them down. To take their life merely because I could. I feel absolutely wonderful."
"Savor this moment Jaesa for it is the first of many to come. Now come along we must report this victory to my master."
Jaesa took one last look at her former master's corpse and the still glowing wound that had killed him before following her new master out of the compound and through the disgusting swamp to her private ship. Once on board she met her master's crew. A twi'lek female and a human imperial.
"Vette show her to her new quarters while I set a course for Dromand Kass."
"Alright come on Jaesa your room's down here."
The room itself was bare but Vette assured her that she'd help her get some supplies once they hit a spaceport. Once she was alone, she sat down and for the first time started focusing on the dark side. Feeling as its dark energy flowed through her. If this was to be her new life, then she'd have to get used to the darkness.