A/N This is a fanfiction that was dreamed up in one of my sleepless nights and noted down the next morning. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I will enjoy writing it.
Chapter 1: the dream of the apprentice.
Darth Sidious had a dream. His master Darth Plaugueis the 'wise' had taught Sidious that the sith had collapsed due to infighting and that was why the rule of two had to remain. That was why Plaugueis and his predecessors had enforced the rule so harshly. That was why Sidious burned those teachings to ashes. He was destined to be the greatest sith in history. Far greater than Naga Sidow, Darth Revan and even Darth Bane. He was going to create a new sith order that was bound together by blood and loyalty to the master, who would rule over them all. To do that he needed apprentices and he had already found his first one… She knew him as the voice that called to her but soon she would know and fear him as Lord Sidious, the greatest sith to exist. This was what Sidious swore to do as he stood above the burning corpse of his weak and foolish master. The old man was blinded to the past, desperately trying to create the perfect apprentice. It was in a fit of rage after their failed attempt and his master's continuous insistence that the experiment would continue that Sidious killed Plaugueis. No amount of force power would create the perfect being and if it did, Sidious would make this perfect being his slave. The dark lords plan was flawless, the time for the Jedi to end had come.
Siri Tachi slipped out of the Jedi temple wrapping her black cloak around her. She was going to meet the voice. The voice that had been speaking to her for three weeks. The voice that had been guiding and warning her for three weeks. The night in Courascant was cold and bitter.
"Just like me" Siri mused. As she walked down the massive high street she could not help but to look back on these past three weeks…
Three weeks ago it had come to her one night. There it had been curious and warm. Siri remembered that night as clear as day. She had been training with Bruk Chun, an annoyingly cocky Jedi initiate. The brat had disarmed her easily before mocking her talents with a sabre. It had not been a good day. When the voice came to her she was fuming but the voice had taught her a valuable lesson. Anger when used correctly, can be a valuable tool. The next day she crushed Bruk in their duel harnessing the anger she had felt the previous day. Why would the Jedi lock away such a powerful tool for battle?
Two weeks ago the voice took her into the most secret catacombs of the Jedi temple. The voice had used its powers to assist her and then it took her to the holocron vault. The voice had simply asked her to meditate and decide which holocron to take. She meditated as instructed and raised her hand as if by instinct. The holocron that came to her was one on advanced sith fighting techniques. Siri took it and fled to her chambers. It was from that holocron that she gradually learned some of the advanced sith fighting styles. After studying the sith holocron Siri would slip back into the holocron vault and place it back in its normal position.
Using the techniques from the holocron she easily outmatched almost every one of her opponents with stunning ease. She had to be careful though; one slip up in her shields and her entire scheme would be broken. One night as Siri was studying how to effectively use the force to sustain herself in battle. It was then that the voice shrieked a warning. The empty slot inside the vault had been discovered! Already Jedi masters were scouring the corridors; looking for the holocron. Siri was a fast thinker and was already headed for Bruk's chamber. The boy was meditating. Siri could feel the dark side energies surrounding him.
"So its true." Bruk muttered. "I always knew there was another Jedi studying the darkness but you?! The force is obviously playing a with me." Bruk sneered enjoying his moment of superiority over the girl. "What have you come to do? Turn me in? You are just as guilty as me girl." Bruk spat. Siri flinched, Bruk was right what could she do?
Then she heard the voice in her head: "Strike him down and all will be forgiven."
"Yes master." Siri muttered not even realising what she had said. With that in mind Siri drew her violet sabre. And thus they began their duel. Soon it became obvious that despite Siri's increase in skill and utilising more powerful techniques, she was no match for the raw dark side energy of Bruk.
"What's wrong Siri? Worried that you can't defeat me without any masters watching?" Bruk taunted. Siri was to tired to reply. She was pulling on more and more dark side techniques but it was all to no avail. That was until she heard the voice in her head again: sink yourself into the dark side and you shall gain victory. Wipe that smirk off his face and show him your true potential!" Seeing no other options the weary Siri obeyed finally diving into the pool of the dark side. Immediately it began to pay off. She felt her weariness fade away and her strength returning. The two were now evenly matched but with the voice guiding her Siri slowly began to gain ground. She could see it in his eye's, he was about to break. Siri knew that she could pull a successful trick on him now as his weariness closed in. she feinted to the left and Bruk blocked the blow. He did not stop the one coming for his head…
Siri gazed down on her defeated opponent with elation. So many questions ran through her mind. Why did the Jedi ban the darkness? Who is this voice? What made Bruk fall to the darkness? She thought she should feel some remorse for what she had done but oddly she felt none. Siri glanced at herself in the mirror and what she saw was shocking. The grey calm eyes that she was so used to had been replaced by a golden yellow. Was this a result of her using the dark side?
"You have to help me!" She desperately called out to the voice. You can't just leave me like this! They will kick me out of the order if you don't help me! The voice replied: Open your mind to me and I will guide your actions. Siri hesitated, she had always been taught that you should never open your mind to any one, especially someone you don't know. But she could now sense the Jedi masters approaching the room and she knew that she had no time.
"Okay, just don't let them kick me out of the order." The voice guided Siri through her meeting with the council. She expected the council to expel her even with the voices help but she was pleasantly surprised.
"Not expel you from the Jedi order, we will." Master Yoda stated.
She turned a street corner headed for a dingy street pub. Looking back the council went ridiculously easy on her; they were fools. Siri could sense a great amount of pain from one of the rooms upstairs. The republic was failing and the Jedi were failing with it. If a republic cannot prevent murders in its own houses how could it hope to prevent war?
As the week progressed Siri spent every night awake training. The voice talked her through movement patterns and in the dark side. When Siri finished her training her eyes were always the same yellow as before. Siri found that she enjoyed the darkness. It fully enveloped her entire soul wrapping around her like a great warm blanket. The darkness was like a drug once you had a taste you were hooked for good. Siri remembered with amusement her reaction when she had first woke up with yellow eyes. It had been a shock at first but now it felt oddly familiar. The only problem with the eyes was that it was a constant effort to stop them turning yellow In front of the council and the Jedi.
Siri turned into another backstreet. Some poor beggar was on the floor
"Any spare change lass?" he croaked. Siri turned and looked at the helpless man dead in the eyes. That was a mistake. He recoiled at her yellow eyes. Siri cursed under her breath but perhaps there was a silver lining in this cloud of annoyance. She raised her hand and tightened it, a perfect force choke. She was careful to make sure the force attacked the outside of the neck. She doubted that anyone would care about the mysterious circumstances of the beggar's death but just to be sure she made it look like any other street crime, all to common in this weak republic. She could have erased his memory but that was something a Jedi would do and Siri did not want anything to do with the Jedi. As she continued her walk down memory lane Siri came across her most painful ones. It was that memory more than any over that drove her out of the Jedi temple that night.
By this time Siri had let the voice have access to her entire mind. Very soon the voice discovered her most hidden secret. Siri was fed up with the order. There rules about the dark side were stupid and their rules against attachment were also stupid. Furthermore rumours had spread that she was responsible for the death of Bruk. Despite attending his funeral many were still sceptical about Siri's involvement with his death. That was why the Jedi council suggested Siri attending the funeral. Not that she gave a fuck about Bruk. As far as Siri was concerned he was a petty weak initiate playing with the dark side.
What really defined that week was how the voice figured out Siri's deepest secret. It was the one part of her mind that Siri did not let the voice into but as she was eating her lunch her thoughts drifted to it and the voice caught on pretty quickly. Siri realised this very quickly and decided to open the subject.
"Today I am going to leave the Jedi order." She said to the voice.
"And why would you do that?" The voice replied already knowing the answer.
"I am in love with Obi Wan Kenobi. I am going to go and confess my love to him and then we will leave the order together and start a family" Siri confidently declared.
"I would not be so sure about that," the voice stated.
"And why is that?" Siri retorted.
"I can look into the future and I can say that if you confess your love to Obi Wan he will reject you." The voice smoothly stated.
"I don't believe you! I will go to Obi Wan and I will prove you wrong!
It was evening inside the Jedi temple. The sunrays of Courascant were beautifully arching over the city planet. Siri had finished her evening training session with the other initiates. Now Obi Wan was the only youngling willing to duel with Siri. They were walking together. Obi Wan opened the conversation:
"So Siri what's on your mind?" he asked. Siri was fidgeting nervously with her fingers; it was now or never.
"Look Obi Wan I know this is out of the blue but I really like you and I want to be with you. We can leave the order, start a family together and we won't be tied down by the Jedi anymore!" Siri said. Obi Wan's reply was something Siri knew in her heart of hearts was coming.
"What?" Obi Wan was so surprised it took a while for his keen brain to fully process what had just been said to him and when he did his reply was the worst thing Siri could have possibly heard.
"I am really sorry Siri, I just don't feel the same way about you…" Obi Wan trailed off, looking sheepish. He tried to find some words to comfort Siri but she had already fled.
Siri's temper had greatly increased since recalling that particular memory. She pitied the first being who provoked it. After that she spent two hours alone in her room crying. During that time the voice did not speak to Siri preferring to let her drown in her own misery. As Siri's tears dried she sensed Obi Wan in the Jedi councils chambers. Not only had the prick rejected her he had then proceeded to snitch on her to the council. That was when her sadness was turned into boiling rage. She felt the darkness circulating in an area outside of the temple beckoning to Siri. That was when she stole out of the temple.
Siri was approaching that darkness now; as she turned the corner Siri ran slap bang into a Togruta woman. This was the woman who was on the receiving end of Siri's anger; after Siri was finished with the Togruta blood soaked the street. It had taken less than a second to speed up the woman's blood flow to the point where her entire body exploded. It was a difficult trick to perform but it was well worth it. Siri felt like her temper had cooled enough to face this darkness, whatever it was.
The source of the darkness was a hooded figure. It was almost as if he was waiting for her, which he was. By instinct the girl bowed. The hooded figure turned to Siri.
"I have been waiting for you." The cloaked figure spoke. It was the voice; she finally had a face to this mysterious voice! She owed this voice so much! It had helped guide her through multiple challenging situations and when Siri was foolish enough to ignore its advice she had suffered for it. Now to get a name out of this voice
"What should I call you?" Siri blurted out. Fro some reason the term master came to her mind the moment Siri said it.
"You may call me Darth Sidious." The sith lord replied. Siri was not all that surprised, in truth she had began to think she was dealing with a sith lord for a while but the reality still had a huge impact on her.
"What are you doing here?' Siri asked. In truth it was another foolish question. Sidious looked Siri straight in the eye.
"Why are you here?" Sidious asked in reply. Siri stopped dead. What was she doing here? Then the answer hit her dead in the chest.
"To serve you master. I care nothing for the Jedi anymore. I only wish to serve the true master of the sith. That master is you milord." Siri held her bow waiting for the sith lord to reply.
"Good, good. You shall become my new apprentice. Henceforth you shall be known as Darth Xeraph." Sidious declared. The newly minted sith raised her head. Her yellow eye's flashed in the darkness.
"What are your orders my master?" The sith apprentice asked. Eagerly waiting her first opportunity to serve the sith…
A/N well what did you think? Please share your thoughts in a review. I am also writing another story right now so I am not sure which one I will spend more time writing. If I get a lot of feedback from this story I will write this one more and if not I will figure it out from there. Thank you so much for reading I greatly appreciate it and if you have any questions send them to my through a review or PM and I will do my best to reply. I hope you enjoyed this and have a great night J
