Chapter 2

We walked in utter silence down the streets, I tried to get a better look at his face but only succeeded in realizing he was purposely hiding it in the shadows of his hood. The only reason I could make out his ebony eyes is because they had a light glow to them. When we arrived on the docks I glanced at the many spacecrafts sitting on the platforms. We continued walking until we came to a surprisingly dull transport vessel, the kind with a small two person cockpit and spacious cargo area in back. He began to climb in but I stayed where I was,

"Is this seriously your ship?" I said feeling a bit more comfortable around the man. His hood covered his face but I think I noticed a small smirk.

"It doesn't attract attention and gets me where I'm going." he said coldly. I took a seat beside him and as he prepared for launch I spoke again.

"So where are we going?"

"You will see soon enough." He said with a bit of an edge to his voice, displaying he was not interested in conversation. Deciding not to try his patience I put my head back against the chair. It was only then that I realized how unbearably tired I was, it was only midday but I felt like I could fall asleep, realizing that I had likely a long journey with a man who had no interest in speaking I decided to let myself. I was still asleep when I began feeling it, it was a disturbing, slightly sick feeling in my stomach; like the feeling you get when your really excited or worked up. Like the feeling I got whenever Mary smiled or put a hand on me. It eventually intensified enough that I woke up, I noticed we were docking on a dark grey planet. As we came closer I noticed how barren it was, it almost looked as if it had no fauna on it. As we grew closer to the surface my stomach felt progressively worse. He must have noticed my face because he looked up from the controls to me with a knowing grin.

"Do you feel that?" His demeanor was calm but his eyes were excited. When I only offered a weak nod his eyes grew less hard and he gripped my shoulder firmly.

"That's the power of this place, you will grow to love that feeling." I followed him as he began walking down the ramp and off the ship, about ten yards ahead was what appeared to be some sort of stone ruin. I thought I saw someone coming out when my foot stepped onto the planet's surface and the feeling in my stomach exploded ten fold. I fell to the ground clutching my abdomen hard and felt my eyes water, the feeling was everywhere now and it was unbearably painful. I took a deep breath and willed for the pain to fade, but it didn't. With nothing else I could do I gripped myself tightly and strenuously sucked air into my lungs.

"Seems like just yesterday that was me." I heard a new, masculine voice say with mild interest.

"How pathetic." A low female voice added cruely. My vision was getting fuzzy but I made out two pairs of legs standing opposite me, though I didn't have the strength to raise my head.

"You would be wise to remain silent Madarra." The man who brought me here said. Despite the force behind his voice and the strong impression I had that this man was of authority, this Madarra's response was rather snide.

"Why? He can't even stand here, he is pathetic." she said with a chuckle. I was only awake now through sheer force of will, wanting to hear his response.

"The reason he is in this much pain is because his connection to the force is nothing short of incredible. Simply put, he feels much more pain then you do because he is so much more powerful than you." I couldn't see how she reacted to this but as I slipped out of consciousness I had a strong feeling I just made an enemy.

I came to what I felt like an eternity later, I was in a small stone room lying on a bed. I was relatively comfortable but unbearably thirsty, blinking the sleep out of my eyes I sat up. The pain I had felt upon passing out was still there, it had not faded in the slightest but somehow it didn't bother me as much. I had grown accustomed to it. A red haired woman sat beside me wearing a deeply concerned look in her pale eyes, upon me meeting her gaze she held to me a large glass of water which I snatched from her and poured down my throat in seconds. As I did so she gasped and reached an arm out alarmingly.

For a moment I didn't understand what had concerned her until the water hit my stomach and I fell back on the bed desperately trying to keep it down. I breathed short, quick breaths through my nose, not daring to open my mouth. It hurt like a bitch but my throat felt better, there wasn't anything wrong with the water, I think it just aggravated the sick feeling I was suppressing. However the nausea passed quickly. Once it got to a tolerable level I looked to the girl who was holding some sort of pale up to me, upon me returning my gaze she put it down and smiled sweetly. She was older than me but not by much, maybe three or four years. She wasn't ugly but not particularly attractive either. When I didn't smile back at her her eyes drooped a little, not sad but; frustrated maybe?

She stood up and walked over to the counter in the rooms corner, refilling my glass from a metal pitcher. There were a few cupboards above the counter and next to it there was a small fridge, she put the glass down on a small nightstand next to my bed. I don't know why but I had a bad feeling about her, and my gut's usually right. My dislike for her grew a bit more when she placed her hand on my arm, cold, but before I could say anything she spoke in a voice that was far too cheerful not to be faked.

"I have to go get Donavin and let him know your awake now, you drink this one nice and slow." she let out a giggle. "I'll be right back." She said disapearing down the dark hallway. I said nothing and kept my eyes hard, I don't know what the hell I was trying to do or prove when I grabbed the glass of water and chugged it down just like the first but I instantly regretted it. Once again I took rapid breaths trying to keep it down and once again I succeeded. I heard a familiar chuckle,

"Are you alright boy?" The man who took me here in the first place, Donavin, asked patronizingly; having just walked in beside the red haired girl. I cleared my throat roughly.

"It's just pain." I said glaring at him, patronization is the one thing I hate more then actual pity.

"That mentality will do you very well here." He said ominously, a chill swept over me and once again I had to pull my eyes away from his face. I heard the red haired girl let out another laugh as she retook the seat beside my bed, ignoring her Donavin continued. "Its mid afternoon, walk around for the remainder of the day, get more accustomed to this place and the pain it brings; your training will begin tomorrow at dawn.

"Uhh... Mr. Donavin-" I began, curious as to exactly what this "training" would entail.

"You will address me as Master Donavin." His tone was nothing more than firm but it scared me immensely, although I tried not to show it.

"Master Donavin-" Unsure of how to sum up all my questions I just spat out "-what is this place?" He stared for a moment in thought.

"A sith tomb, do you know what a sith is?" The question seemed simple enough, I didn't know much about the Sith but I had heard of them.

"Like, an evil jedi right?" As soon as the words left my mouth there was the screeching sound of metal on stone as the girl kicked the ground hard and slid away from me on the chair. With this action there was nothing between me and Donavin, I looked at the girl who wore a terrified expression but Donavin's eyes were firmly on me. His posture and expression were unchanged but I could feel a massive amount of rage radiating from him. Before I could say anything else he replied.

"No, that is not what a sith is." he said simply, his voice unchanged. "Madarrra will fill you in on the details." he added as he turned around and disappeared down the hallway. I had no deep desire to talk extensively to the cruel woman who taunted me when I first stepped out of the ship but I didn't want to disobey my new master, especially not after this little incident. The girl in the room with me seemed surprised when I spoke to her.

"Where can I find Madarra?" I asked without emotion. She let out another annoying giggle.

"That would be me silly." If I had any doubt that this girl was playing an angle up until then it left. She smiled but it left immediately when as I shot her an aggresive glare. She looked genuinely afraid, I was surprised how good that made me feel.

"You can cut the crap I heard what you said when I got off the ship." I said matter of factly, I had many questions and I sure as hell wasn't going to put up with this foolery through all of them. She stared for a moment feigning ignorance and then her bright cheery eyes drooped down to a hard, piercing gaze.

"Alright child ask your questions but know I am answering only because I have to." She spat out, every hint of kindness gone from her voice. Still, better then before.