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Chapter 3 – The Voice of the Emperor
(36,431 TYA / 978 ARR / 1995 A.D.)
Hogwarts School, Scotland (U.K.), Earth
The maze was silent once more, Diggory having disappeared into its depths, much like Daniel did. Fleur Delacour on the other hand, had somehow reached the far end of the maze, where the three goal posts would normally be. Not that she knew though. Daniel however, was right where he wanted, for several meters away was the pedestal with the Tri-Wizard Cup. He glanced shortly at both his right and left pulses, which were covered by his Sith robes, and smirking slightly, he began to walk towards the cup. Few seconds after he was already running towards it, but his path was blocked when a large arachnid jumped from above the left hedge.
"Acromantula!" he hissed in irritation.
As the spider began to head towards him, Daniel unleashed a barrage of Sith lightning towards the beast, only stopping when it slumped unmoving on the ground. For good measure, Daniel ignited the lightsaber, and decapitated the spider. Moving past the corpse, the Sith apprentice ran towards the cup, eventually hearing someone running as well. Looking back, he saw that Diggory was also running towards the cup, and wasting no time, Daniel used the Force to increase his own speed. The older teen could only look stupidly, as the younger champion began to run at an impossible speed for a human. However, unknown to Cedric, Daniel was not a human and he was using the Force to augment his own abilities.
The Sith apprentice reached the cup, and in a swift move he grabbed one of the handles.
Chancellor's Suite, Presidential Palace, Palace District, Coruscant
Harrison, on his role as Chancellor, usually spent greater part of his time overseeing the workings of the Republic, and planning several ways of returning it to a stable state. To speak of an allegiance to a faction was rather restricting, especially in his case. The last months had been spent consolidating his power, and undoing the damage that Palpatine had cause to the overall structure of the Republic. However, he had actually found a rather powerful political tool in an interesting creation of Palpatine: the Commission for the Protection of the Republic, or COMPOR for short.
The loyalist organization had been extremely supportive of Palatine during his time as Chancellor, but now with himself leading the Republic into a new age, the COMPOR had to adapt to the new Chancellor's policies. In fact, it was not just them, but also the Republic itself. The old days of the Republic were long gone, and it was time for something new. It was time for the Republic to evolve. And that was Palpatine's main failure, for he had no desire to truly strengthen the Republic, he only wanted to turn into his own personal domain. And had not the Sith Empire existed, then he might have succeeded. Put Palpatine no longer sat on the Podium. If he could transform the Republic, then there would be nothing to stop him. Not the Jedi, not the Separatists, and most certainly not the Banite Sith.
Harrison was distracted from his thoughts when Vaner entered the office.
"Dad, where's mum?" he asked.
"I think she went to Mandalore, to speak with Canderous." answered Harrison.
"What! But…never mind." said the Sith Prince "What are you doing?"
"Dealing with a Republic loyalist organization." Replied Harrison "Turning them to my side will be very useful in the long run."
"But you're the Chancellor. Shouldn't the loyalists be…loyal to you?"
"They should, and they are. But they have spent too much time in Palpatine's grasp, so I have to make sure that they follow my ideals, not his."
But before the brown haired teen could reply to his father, the two felt a small disturbance in the Force.
"You felt it, didn't you?" asked Harrison.
"I did."
The Chancellor got up from his chair, and moved towards the transparisteel window, observing Coruscant's cityscape.
"There are…tremors in the Force." nearly whispered the Chancellor "Possibly from Tellus."
"Isn't that where…?"
Harrison nodded.
"When the time comes I shall send a small group of Shadow Guards there." he said "They will know what to do."
Little Hangleton, England (U.K.), Earth
Daniel fell on the ground, the cup falling a few meters away from him. The Sith got up, and looked around, finding himself on an old graveyard. It was already dark, and the sky was covered with many clouds. On the distance, he could see an old and decrepit house.
But as his eyes moved, they stopped when he noticed that there was a cauldron in the middle of the area he was in. But his attention was then drawn to a grave near him. When he approached it he managed to fully see one of the names that was written.
"Tom Riddle?" he wondered out loud "Is this…?"
But was not able to investigate further, as he sensed that there was someone else in the graveyard with him, and when he turned back, he saw that there were ropes heading quickly towards him. Not having enough time to react, Daniel was caught in the trap, and before he knew it, he was tied to the Riddle's gravestone. Daniel saw the person which had caught him light up a fire beneath the cauldron, but said person was holding on his hands some sort of bundle.
"Do it now!" hissed the thing that the man was carrying. The man moved towards the cauldron, and dropped the thing inside. IT was then that the Sith apprentice managed to see who the man was.
"You!" he growled at Wormtail. If he had been furious during his encounter with the Dementor, then what he felt now eclipsed the feelings he had in said encounter.
Wormtail on the other hand, took a step back in shock when he saw that the boy's eyes had become golden instead of green. Attempting to ignore this, Wormtail levitated a bone from near the cauldron, and hovered it above the liquid inside.0
"Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son!"
The bone then fell inside the cauldron, turning the liquid into a strange blue colour. Wormtail then took out a knife, and held his hand above the liquid.
"Flesh of the servant, willingly sacrificed, you will revive your master."
Taking a deep breath, Wormtail cut of his own hand, letting it fall into the potion, turning the colour of the liquid into a blood red. He then approached Daniel, and had he not been so distracted by the pain, he would have noticed the boy hiding the faintest of smiles. And said smile was not because of Wormtail's pain.
"B-Blood of the enemy, for-forcibly taken, you will r-resurrect your foe."
Wormtail then proceeded to cut open Daniel's wrist which was covered by the black robe, and watched as a small quantity of blood dropped into the knife. He then moved once again towards the cauldron, and immersed the blade of the knife into the liquid, before quickly removing it, watching as the potion turned into a pale like colour, before the very liquid began to burn up. Wormtail quickly stepped away from the cauldron, letting the ritual take effect, and he watched in awe as a man rose from the now potionless cauldron.
Daniel knew, and the Force had shown him this. The man was none other than Voldemort.
"Robe me, Wormtail." ordered Voldemort, as he got out of the cauldron.
Wormtail quickly gave a set of robes to his master, and quickly enough the dark wizard was no longer nude.
"My wand."
Wormtail gave Voldemort his wand in a bowing gesture.
"Your left arm, Wormtail." he ordered once again.
The man obeyed, his body trembling from the pain. Voldemort pressed the tip of his wand into the Dark Mark, and as it became darker, he let go of Wormtail's arm. In less than a minute, several cracks were heard, as many robed figures apparated into the graveyard, all of them forming a circle around Voldemort.
"Welcome, my friends. It's been thirteen years, and yet none of you have attempted to find me." said Voldemort, many Death Eater shifting uncomfortably "I find myself, disappointed. None of you tried to find me after my fall, yet all of you lived these last few years comfortably, believing me to be ended."
Daniel knew that the Death Eaters were very uncomfortable right now. He looked down, observing the lightsaber oh his belt. Voldemort on the other hand, noticed that Daniel was moving.
"Ah, Daniel Potter. I almost forgot you were here as well." he said, his voice in a faked surprised tone "I have been told many things about you and your brother."
"Have you?" said Daniel.
"Oh, indeed. One of my faithful servants at Hogwarts has kept his eyes on you, and made sure that you would be delivered here today."
"Then I am sure that your servant told you about what I can now do."
"I am far more interested in what your brother can do I have been told that he has passed into immortality, as I have as well. But he uses some mystical power unknown to me, and you do as well."
"So he knows about the Force." thought Daniel.
"Unfortunately for you, you can't use the Force." said the Sith apprentice "And you will never be able to tap into is unlimited potential."
"Don't take me for a fool Daniel Potter." retorted Voldemort "I know that one of your allies has developed some sort of object that allows wizards to access that power."
"Dammit!" he thought "I forgot about that!"
"So what? Even if you get one of those you won't even be able to match the power of the Emperor."
And using the Force, Daniel summoned the lightsaber to one of his hands, and ignited it, cutting the ropes.
"Not even my power."
Using the Force more, he pulled Wormtail towards him. And as the man went flying straight towards the Sith apprentice, he impaled the traitor with the crimson blade, before pushing Wormtail's body towards one of the graves.
"I've been waiting to do that for a long time." he said, rather pleased, before turning his blade to Voldemort.
"I am sure you have Potter." hissed Voldemort, not even concerned about Wormtail's death.
"Not Potter." said the Sith "The name bestowed upon me is Darth Solutus. Daniel Potter is part of the past."
"You and I are so much alike."
"No we aren't." said Daniel "You fear death. I do not. You hate your ancestry. I do not."
It was then that Voldemort noticed the change in Daniel's eyes.
"You are weak. I am not."
The dark wizard pointed his wand at the Sith apprentice.
"Avada Kedavra!"
A jet of green light flew towards the Sith, who reflected it with the lightsaber towards one of the Death Eaters.
"What!?" hissed Voldemort.
"You would be surprised of the things I can do now, Tom Riddle."
Voldemort used once more the Killing Curse, but this time, Daniel counter-attacked with a barrage of Force lightning. The two attacks connected mid-air, leaving Voldemort confused and his followers scared.
"My Lord, what should we do?" asked one of them.
"Do nothing!" he shouted "He is mine to finish!"
Daniel's Force lightning continued to overwhelm Voldemort's curse, eventually reaching the dark wizard's wand, and consequently the dark wizard as well. Voldemort screamed in agonizing pain. This was nothing he ever felt before, not even when he created the Horcruxes.
Daniel stopped the Force lightning, looking at Voldemort with a look of superiority. But he then heard something.
"Apprentice, open your mind to me."
It was the voice of the Emperor.
"Master?" he asked.
"Release your mind to me." said the Emperor "I wish to speak with the dark wizard."
Voldemort and his followers felt a large pressure around them, as if the air itself had become heavier. A dark and reddish aura appeared around Daniel, his eyes glowing with a purple colour, until it eventually stopped. Daniel's eyes were no longer of a yellow or green colour, but of a bright white one.
"Voldemort, I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time." he said.
Voldemort and his Death Eaters all noticed the change in voice and behaviour of Daniel Potter.
"You are not Potter." he said.
"I was…once a Potter. And from a certain point of view I still am one." said the voice "But I no longer take that name."
"What are you?"
"I am the Emperor." answered the entity "Heir of Tulak Hord and Dark Lord of the Sith."
"You're Potter's brother!" he realized.
The Emperor chuckled.
"Indeed I am. But more importantly, I am his master." added the Emperor "And master of the Sith as well."
To Voldemort, this was not a good development. He had seen from Barty's memories what the Sith Lord had done to Dumbledore, and he feared that the same could be done to him.
"What do you want?" he asked to the Sith Lord.
"First of all, I must thank you."
That confused Voldemort.
"Thank me?"
"Yes. Had you not attacked us, then I believe that I would not be where I am today." said the Emperor "But secondly, I warn you not to get in the way of the Sith. This world and its people are part of and are under the protection of the Sith Empire. If you attempt to initiate another of your little blood purist crusades, then I will make sure you regret the day you thought I you be a good idea to recreate your body."
But then the Emperor's, or at least Daniel's eyes widened, and he began to laugh.
"Why are you laughing?" hissed Voldemort.
The Emperor simply showed Voldemort the wrist which Wormtail had cut. Without the robe covering it, Voldemort became aware of what Wormtail had actually cut. There was a small blood pack tied around Daniel's wrist, now empty due to it being cut. Had Voldemort's skin possessed any colour, he would have certainly paled.
"It seems that my apprentice has foreseen this confrontation." said the Dark Lord of the Sith "But I warn you, if you see me again, then it will be the last."
The Emperor used the Force to summon the Triwizard Cup to his hand, and as he grabbed it, he relinquished control of his brother's body back to its owner.
Author's Note:
Daniel had foreseen the confrontation with Voldemort, and he knew that it would soon happen, but now exactly when, so he prepared for it. He certainly didn't want for Voldemort to have the blood of a descendant of a Sith Lord, or to possibly return as a full-Force-sensitive Tellurian Sith.
Be warned that while the abomination known as midi-chlorians exist in the story, they are not what allows one person to have a connection to the Force. In the story, midi-chlorians are merely harmless little things that exist in Force-sensitives. They reflect the presence of the Force in someone, but not their affinity to it.
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Tellurian Sith – A subspecies of the Sith-human hybrids (alternatively known as Sith Purebloods) which have their origin on Tellus (a.k.a. Earth). They are descended from the Sith exiles in Egypt, which used Sith magic and alchemy to change their appearance to become similar to that of normal humans, but in doing so they also reduced their lifespan to that of a human as well. Other than these changes, the other biological and genetic aspects of the Tellurian Sith continue to be the same as those of the Sith Purebloods. In procreation between a Tellurian Sith and a Human, it is common for the Sith gene to become the dominant one, leaving the offspring with no Human characteristics, which is in turn another effect of the Sith magic used in the creation of this subspecies of the Sith race. It is estimated that the population of Earth is composed of at least 24% Tellurian Sith.
Vaner Shan – The son of Darth Revan and Bastila Shan. A Tellurian Sith, he was born in the Sith Citadel on Ziost during the Dark Wars, inheriting his species from his father. He was trained as an apprentice by his father before being put on stasis, and was awarded with the rank of Sith Lord, much like his mother. He is known to many as the Sith Prince.
