…Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars I am not the maker of it either. I am however the maker of this version of events, with immense help from blaze without whom this story, and any of my other stories would not taken place like they have and some would not have even taken place.
Description: Feel the raw, never before tested power of the dark side, as controlled by the very first Sith to ever master both sides of the force.
The Tale of Lord Sinatrus
Chapter Note: At the large line it will cease to be Palpatine telling the story and it will actually go into the story from a perspective of that time frame.
Chapter 1: The Discovery of Power
It is not known by many that on the same night that the Emperor discussed the building of the Death Star with Lord Vader, he relayed to him a story of unfathomable power. The Emperor seated himself in a large metal chair before Vader, and began to tell him a story that only he had uncovered. Darth Vader was once promised the power to control the mediclorines in others bodies, so as he listened to what Palpatine told him of the Sith story, his thirst for such great power was again rekindled.
"Tell me Vader, have you heard of a race known as the Miraluka?"
"No, My Master."
"I thought it as much, they where wiped out in the time of Darth Nihilus. Miraluka's are a race of people that were blind to the sight that we all experience. You see, instead of seeing with their own eyes they saw through the force, even at a time when no one yet wielded it, they had known of its existence. Their was a person born to this race named Luna Sinatrus. When her people had first learned that others where learning to control the force they decided to send one of their own to learn to do this. Before the official Jedi Order there was a group of lightsiders that were especially powerful, who called themselves Jedi. They named themselves this because this was the natives of Tython's word for peacekeeper.
As the daughter of the ruler of that planet, she was ideal for the position, also it was said that it was easier to teach them from childhood." ____________________ Luna was ten years of age when her father came to her. At night her father, ruler of her people came and sat at her bedside. He stared at her face with a deep regret, but knew that it was his duty to force these events to come to pass. He spoke to her, "Luna, a Jedi is being sent from Tython to bring you to their planet so you can be trained to use the 'force'." He tried his hardest not to show any form of emotion, something that he tried to teach Luna, but never could do. "You must do whatever these people tell you to and one day you will be as powerful in their teachings as any of you're masters."
"Father, if I must go then let it be, but know that it's not because of my duty. It is because you wish it." As is customary with female Miraluka a vale covered their eyes. She wore a light, mesh, full body suit which was a light blue trimmed with gold. Her vale had gold trimmings across the bottom with a ruby in the center. She was very intelligent for her young age and she was able to pilot her royal transport to Tython on her own. Her vessel was large and prism shaped with four laser turrets on every side. It was an incredibly fast ship for its time. It had the royal seal upon the side that opened up for the docking ramp. She would have much preferred flying there in her own vessel instead of having the "Jedi" come and retrieve her.
Even though she was full of grief because of the fact she had to leave her people, her feelings of excitement for her adventure to come overshadowed and dismissed these thoughts. In her mind she thought she would learn nothing of power. From what she was told about these Jedi they were more like monks then powerful wielders of anything. She pictured the Jedi Academy as a place where she was going to be like a scholar with many others who would just sit and debate what to do with their supposed "power". Her Father left her bedside and went to his own royal chambers.
Her thoughts flooded her to the point where she could not return to her once peaceful sleep. If it was just as she pictured she had no wish to go. But also if the power was real then she was anxious. This uncertainty frightened her, and yet at the same time she was excited for the coming events. The Jedi had announced his arrival to be in the early morning. Her dress makers were up all night making the robes of the novice learners for Jedi order. For such a new found religious faction they were incredibly well organized. The young Miraluka looked around her room. Her bed posts were made of a white wood with stone at both the top and bottom. There was a large green sheet with the royal seal printed on it. Her covers and sheets both matched. It was situated across from a balcony that had a grand view of the rest of the palace. Instead of a door she had a thin sheet hanging down onto the ground. Eventually her thoughts could not prevent her from returning to sleep and when she woke up in the morning, her dress makers had already put her new outfit on her. She was rushed through what was usually a large breakfast and then sent to meet her new master.
He was a human known as Jedi Master Ulrik. He had a long brown robe that completely covered his body. He was bald with blue eyes and small mustache. He bowed politely before the royal family and then spoke to Luna, "You will be well cared for at the academy on Tython, and one day you may become a Jedi yourself. That is if you work hard for it and obey the council." The young Miraluka observed that he was full of the light energy of the force. Though it was not known to the Jedi there was a dark side to their power she had always seen it because of her ability to see through the force, though she didn't completely understand it, she was aware whatever it was wasn't in him. In him there was no harshness or cruelty.
She responded "Thank you Master, I will try with all that is in me to use the force."
He chuckled "As you will learn as my padawan, there is no such thing as to try; there is only what you do and do not do. But, such things will come in time." She pondered this and saw the wisdom in his words. Behind him was his ship, which was much smaller than her own and didn't have as many guns. He bade her to follow and turned for his ship. She didn't turn around when she boarded the ship, not once did she falter in her steps. She closed up the ship behind her, and sat down in the co-pilot seat next to her master. Though she was skilled at flying a ship she did not enjoy space travel. Since her sight was through the force moving that quick blurred her vision and it was more difficult for her to master than it was for any human. When they arrived at the academy she was sent straight to her room, which was also the room of twelve other padawan learners. Her bed was made of stone and she was only given one pillow for her head. She had a light thin blanket that would be barely sufficient on winter nights. This was also how the other padawan's beds were. Once she was shown her quarters she was informed that her training was to begin immediately and that she was to report to the training room for instruction.