A vast Galaxy of over 120,000 light years across with 400 billion Stars, 180 billion Star Systems, 200 Globular Clusters and over 20 million Sentient life forms, an unknown number of religions. However, two religions have existed in a state of war. As guardians of Galactic Peace, even the fabled Jedi have a sworn enemy, a sister religion which exists as a counterpoint to the Jedi themselves. Practicing forbidden arts of the 'Dark-Side' of the Force, the Sith are the sworn enemy of all Guardians of the Galactic Peace as they fight an un-ending war against the Jedi themselves.
Once Order 66 was given by the Emperor, the infinite army of the Empire stretched out its hand across the galaxy and crushed those who stood against the Emperor himself. As the Jedi all over the galaxy fell, few survivors went into hiding awaiting the time when the Old Order would rise once again and take their rightful place as Guardians of Peace and Justice in the Galaxy.
Now, one Force-sensitive warrior will challenge the very boundaries of her Master's teachings as a Sith Lord…
Darkness once again falls over the galaxy once more as an out of control Dark-Jedi will carve a hole in the Empire for her own desires of battle, conquest, fame, fortune and lust.
Star Wars: Darkness Rising.
Episode One: Darkness Rising.
Training in the arts of 'The Force' had been difficult for the young woman, however she known for sometime as her Master had, that her power with the Force had far exceeded his own and one day, even more powerful then the Emperor himself or his General the Sith Lord Darth Vader. Nonetheless, she used his teachings to gain intimate knowledge of the Force and the Empire as she had been brought before Emperor Palpatine himself for her final challenge.
"Well, my dear. You have surpassed all my expectations. Yet, I sense much doubt in your mind"
"Yes My Lord" She bowed slightly with respect.
"Your training is almost complete. I can see you becoming a valuable asset to the Empire"
"Thank you, My Lord"
"Your Master informs me that you have given up your name and your past"
"Yes My Lord. It no longer serves me…"
"Excellent. From this point on, you will be known as…"
"NO!" She exclaimed. "… With all due respect my lord, a label no longer serves me. I wish to distinguish myself by my actions, not by a label or name"
"Very well" He said sharply. "… You will go to the world of Armagosa. Their you will find your final task. You will locate and dispose of your Master as is your destiny"
"As you wish, My Lord" She smiled darkly.
"Lord Vader, you will…"
"NO! What I must do, I must do alone. Vader will slow me down or get in my way, as will a group of Troopers. I work alone… Once I have disposed of my former Master, I will… send proof of his extermination"
Anger had begun to swell in Darth Vader as he looked at the young woman before him, how dare she put him down in front of the Emperor. The man who had single handily destroyed the Galactic Republic and created a the new order.
As his anger swelled, Vader focused on the young woman before him, raising his hand slightly to grip her and choke the very life from her. With a slight smile on her face, she countered his attack by raising her own hand as a swirling energy appeared between the two of them, the Emperor watched with interest as the former Jedi turned Sith Lord glanced at his hand slightly as his arm buckled at the elbow. Darkness crept over her face as she held out her hand and spoke with an unusual base in her voice.
"As I said, you'll slow me down Vader!"
A loud crack echoed through the throne room on homeworld of the Empire as the swirling energy impacted Vader and threw him back and impacted the floor hard. Reaching for her weapon of choice, she smiled as she activated the Pearl White Bladed Lightsaber and pointed it directly between the 'eyes' of the protective helmet he was wearing.
"Yield Vader!" She laughed.
"Good-Good… You are very powerful my dear" The Emperor laughed.
From the corner of her eye, she looked at the Emperor as she spoke.
"Don't call me that"
Raising her free hand, she lifted the Emperor off of his throne as laughed with excitement at what he was seeing before his eyes, until a powerful voice rang out inside his mind and almost overloaded his senses. 'FROM NOW ON, I FIGHT FOR MYSELF. I WILL KILL MY FORMER MASTER… JUST STAY OUT OF MY WAY!"
Attempting to counter her attack with his own knowledge of the Force, he tried to break free of her grip as she continued to hold him meters off the floor. Laughing too herself at what she had accomplished in such a short space of time, she thought of how easy it would be to kill Vader and the Emperor as she held them both before her. She could take control of the vast army of the Empire and mould the Galaxy into her own shape. 'NO!' She thought. 'All though this power I hold in my hands is a great one. I do not desire the throne and become a target for the rebellion' Laughing aloud, she dropped the Emperor and deactivated her weapon as she spoke aloud.
"Stay out of my way. Or I will return and finish what I have started. I am tired of bowing before a Master… now, I fight for myself. If I even feel your presence, I will kill you or anyone else before you even sense me" She laughed darkly.
Looking around the throne room of the Empire, she smiled darkly as she calmly walked away while Vader and the Emperor stood in shock at what had happened to the most powerful men in the Galaxy.
"She will be a problem my lord" Vader said disgraced.
"Perhaps, but I sense a great opportunity here. We should monitor her progress, dispatch four of our agents. Order them to keep their distance, I do not wish to turn such a great power away from us" Palpatine said slowly.
"As you wish my lord" He bowed slightly.
"I have been informed that te Death Star is nearing completion after many delays and setbacks. You will personally oversee the completion of the weapon my old friend"
"It shall be done" He said slowly.
"Everything is proceeding as I have foreseen. Soon, we will crush the Rebellion and restore peace to the Galaxy"
Thee Weeks Later…
Completing the task given to him personally by the Emperor, Antos Beriel returned to the room provided by him on the distant world of Armagosa. A small trading post on the very rim of the Galaxy at the very furthest reaches of the Empire's grasp as once again he had successfully completed his task of eliminating a Rogue Jedi whom had hidden many years ago after Order 66 was given. With a smile on his face, he examined the intricate design on the fallen Jedi's personal weapon. An impressive silver hilt adorned with golden trim and an unusual black grip, a material he could not identify yet resembling a smooth black leather. As he entered his room, the lighting had not activated as he had requested. Sighing too himself, he looked around as he called out the order once more.
"Lighting… Lighting On!"
As lighting from the open door spilled into the room his eyes adjusted to darkness as he saw what appeared to be a female form slowly walking towards him. It took mere seconds as she moved into the light slowly as her naked form was revealed to him as she approached him with a smile on her face as she held out two glasses of a pale blue liquid. Shock overcame him as he spoke softly.
"Alanis? What are you doing?"
"I've seen you look at me in the past Antos. I have sensed your thoughts, do you not like what you see, Do you not want this body?" She smiled seductively.
"I-Err" He mumbled.
"Lost for words? Come, join me. Let us drink and make love as you have always wanted too"
"You are my student Alanis… I can not…"
"The Emperor himself has removed me from your tutelage. I am now free to pursuit my own desires… for a short time at least. After which I shall take my place along side you as a Hunter of the Rogue Jedi. Do you no longer desire me as you once did?"
Slowly she walked towards him as her long blonde hair flowed as she moved gracefully towards him. Placing both drinks in his hands, she seductively moved around him as she ran her fingers over him and slowly removed his jacket and shirt.
"You should not be here…" He protested.
"I wish to be here, I am giving myself to you. Make love to me as you have with so many others…"
Slowly, she moved her hands over his lips as almost melted in her arms. With a slight smile on her face, she took a glass from his hand and took a long drink from the glass before throwing it onto the floor as she led him to the small bed.
"You are trouble Alanis, I know that. But you are right, I've wanted you since I took over your training. When your last master fell to an unknown assassin two years ago"
"Hard to believe I was ever that naïve. You have brought my true power to the surface… I owe you. I debt I intend to repay in full. On the first day of my 20th year I was called before the Emperor and freed from your guidance. Now for tonight, I stand with you an equal…"
Smiling, she kissed him passionately as she pushed him onto the bed before her.
Early morning broke through the partially covered dirty windows as the morning mist hung like a blanket over the trading post before them. A look of content echoed over Antos' face as he lay in the bed smiling too himself. What had happened the night before, he had dreamed about for two years since the naïve eighteen year old student was placed under his tutelage by the Emperor himself. However, now she stood in the eyes of his kind as an equal yet, in many ways she was superior to any Sith Lord. Slowly, he rolled over to face her and ran his fingers over her naked form as she stirred awake with a slight smile on her face.
"Good morning" He smiled.
"As it is" She replied.
"I have to send the Sabre I took ahead to the Emperor as proof that my task is complete"
"As it should be. What after?"
Slowly she rolled to face him as she propped her head up under her left arm with a seductive smile.
"I believe the Emperor owes me a day off. We could order room service… and have a repeat of last night?"
"I would like that" She smiled. "May I see the Sabre? I have rarely had the chance to examine such craftwork of a 'Master of the Lightsaber' I hear they where once held in the highest of regard due to the construction of their personal weapons"
"And more. Very few examples of their work still survive. It is rumoured that the Emperor himself has one"
Smiling, he stepped out of bed as he took the metallic tube in his left hand and placed it on the bed before her. A smile crept over her face as she took the weapon and climbed out of bed, standing naked next too him, she activated the weapon as a golden blade irrupted from the hilt. The light from the blade echoed in her every curve as she smiled at the weapon.
"Impressive. The balance is perfect. No weight adjustments due to the blade. It almost feels like I am not even holding it. I love the grip…"
Expertly moving the dangerous weapon around, she smiled as she kept her eyes on the blade as Antos observed her every move.
"It is no the weapon that is impressive, but the one holding it… my dear"
Her eyes almost darkened at what she had heard, yet she kept her true feeling and intentions hidden as she quickly wiped the powerful weapon around and severed the head of her former instructor. Smiling darkly she watched as his head fell from his shoulders with a look of shock and betrayal in his eyes as she laughed while she spoke.
"Do not call me… My dear. I hate that!"
Deactivating the weapon, she smiled at the lifeless body before her as she threw the hilt onto the bed before her.
"Pity I had to do that, I actually liked you. But, you stand in my way and no-one must know who I am. As my former teacher found out…"
Slowly, she bent down and picked up the head of her former master as she continued.
"She thought she could take what she wanted from me. But I let her, She taught me everything about how to get what I wanted from anyone, then… I killed her… but don't worry Antos, you where not that good anyway" She laughed darkly.
After placing his severed head down on his chest, she walked towards what could be considered the 'Bathroom'. A small pit in the corner of the room dug out into the floor itself allowed water to drain away as above it, a small nozzle dripped out water in a pitiful excuse for a shower.
Dressing herself in the same clothes she had entered the room in, appearing as a pleasure girl, she picked up not only her Lightsaber, but those of her former master and his target as she placed the head of her former master in a medical waste box and carried it to the nearest postal outlet. As she approached the desk of an unusual droid, she placed the correct amount of credits into the machine as she spoke.
"Please ensure that this reaches its destination within the allotted time. It is… perishable goods" She smiled darkly.
All had not gone as planned for the Empire, as the Death Star had been destroyed by the rag-tag group of freedom fighters calling themselves 'The Rebel Alliance' perusing them almost to the point of obsession, Darth Vader and the Emperor had appeared to forgotten about the asset that had left long ago. Nevertheless, as the rebel alliance grew in strength, it had also become weaker as the Empire tightened its grip around the galaxy and cut off several vital supply lines to the Rebels as the every increasing grip of the Empire reached out and grabbed more and more worlds for its own nefarious needs. Until finally, what was the most important base of the Rebel Alliance had been destroyed by the Empire. A secluded and hidden base on the ice world of Hoth.