Subject name: Milada Dépam

Current age: 10 Standard Galactic Years

Date: 8 Slandered years after the founding of the Galactic Empire

Lesson: Learning how to face different kinds of opponents.

Milada's skill with a lightsaber greatly improved over the next couple of years. While she was by no means a master of the Saber Forms, she was well advanced beyond most Jedi students her age. A good bit of this had to do in part with the countless grueling sparing matches that Vader put her through that would at times last several hours (There was one particular duel that had lasted 12 hours with no breaks. Sometimes her master would dissapper for many hours, when she asked why he said he was working on a secret project, that would either make her or break her.

It eventual got to the point where Vader would give her a real lightsaber and despite having knowledge of the more official forms, Milada ended up preferring the use of the reverse grip technique she had accidently discovered during her first fight with her master. It was a technique that was not very often used, leaving a slight element of surprise and unpredictability, but it also allowed her to customize her developing style and even possibly incorporate some of her force powers into combat.

It wasn't just her lightsaber skills that were improving. On top of heavy sparring matches Vader also incorporated lessons on how to use the force. Her Master commented that her use of telekinesis was phenomenal for someone her age. It wasn't much of a task for her to take a steel box and crush it and mold it into any image that came to her mind. It was difficult at first though, but she finally understood a lesson her master had taught her.

"The force is an extension of your own mind. If and when given enough practice, you will be capable of things you could only imagine and more."

Milada even experimented with pyrokinesis a bit with candles that some of the servants brought to her room. The one power she wanted to learn was the one that her master forbade her from learning. There was something about the ability to control lighting that fascinated Milada. She'd watch time and again the fights between her Master back when he was a Jedi and his Sith Master's previous apprentice known as Darth Tyranus or as the Jedi Referred to him Count Dooku.

Something about the Way Dooku casted Force lighting left her in awe and amazement, it was something she wanted to learn and understand. Unfortunately for her, Vader was not willing to "Expose" her to the teaching at such a young age.

"But why Master?"

"Because there is no way in a Hutt's backside that you are ready to learn such a technique. Lighting is something that takes a sith many years to full understand and use."

"Maybe, but there is something that you're hiding."

"I…" But Vader Stopped dead cold. How did she know?

"I hate prodigies like you. Too blasted perceptive."

"Ah ha! I knew it! You're afraid of something. Well what is it? What is it about force lightning that you are afraid of me learning?"

"It's not that I am afraid of you learning it, it's that I don't believe you are ready. Listen Sith lighting isn't like learning any other force power. In fact it's not really about learning at all. it's about exposure A Jedi sufficiently strong in the Force can be trained to produce a facsimile, but not true Sith lightning, Sith lightning requires strength of a sort only a Sith can command because we accept consequence. In order to summon and use lightning properly, you will someday have to be on the receiving end of its power, as a means of taking the energy inside yourself. If you think the training you've been through now is painful, it is nothing compared to the pain you face when you are on the receiving end of a Sith's wrath. I promise you one day I will not only teach you how to use it, but how to resist it. But for now I do not believe you are ready. Do you understand?"

"Two there should be; no more, no less. One to embody power, the other to crave it. I guess lightning is the power I crave."

Foe the first time in eight years, Vader found himself doing something he would never dream of doing. He was laughing out loud.

"Ahahaha. While I admire your appreciation for Sith Teachings, this isn't the rule of two, besides you don't have to crave it. It's not like I'm keeping it from you indefinitely."

Milada was shocked by her master's actions "Master you…laughed. I've never heard you laugh before."

Vader didn't say anything. It was then that the blast doors opened up and out came two scientist pushing a surgical table.

"My lord the droid you commissioned is complete; we finished up the last of the plating."

"Excellent. you are dismissed."

when the guys left, Vader set the droid up.

"What is it master?

"Something that will improve your training."

Vader Activated a switch, and the droid sprung to life.

"I am Imperial training droid Prototype Ten—designated "PROXY".

Milada was surprised about how feminine the droid sounded

"Cool what is it?"

"It's a holodroid it is designed to mimic advanced lightsaber techniques"

"So it's going to be my sparing droid?"

Vader nodded before walking off.

"Have fun."

As Vader exited the room the doors slammed shut and the lights went off. In Milada's experience, that only meant one thing.

"Uh-oh."

All of the sudden there was a slight high-pitched whine followed by the sound of a lightsaber activating. When Milada saw the glow of the blue blade, she quickly drew her blade ready for a fight. fighting in the dark, Milada reached into the force, but could not feel any strong presence. So in order to compensate she had to rely on her other senses. Her best bet was to follow the dark shadow.

The problem was that her mystery opponent seemed very skilled in the art of Soresu. she had not expected a mere droid to be so accurate in its replication. It also meant that it had a near unbreakable defense. in an attempt to throw the droid off, she decided to be a little unorthodox and add hand to hand delivering a couple of bunch and kicks she was able to know the droid to the floor.

"Ah ha got ya!"

As she landed off the droid to finish it off, she was thrown off guard by the image she saw. It didn't look like the droid at all. it looked like…

"Obi-Wan Kenobi?"

the droid reverted back to its true form and kicked Milada in the chest, as she smacked hard ino the steel floor, the droid leapt up in the air.

"Ok! Time out!"

but Proxy didn't stop. As Milada rolled out of the way, the droid sunk it's lightsaber into the floor leaving a hole in the ground. Was this droid malfunctioning or was it seriously trying to kill her? Desperate to stay alive, Milada through the crate at Proxy who easily sliced it in half, she the used the force to pick up various pieces of ruble and threw them at proxy.

The droid was knocked off balance. Seizing the chance, Milada grabbed a battery coupling leapt up on the droids chest and proceeded to smash the droid's ace until it shut down. Not taking any chances, she decided to smash it a few more times just to be safe.

"DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!

Vader walked in as Milada finished her last couple of strikes. he found himself amused

"I forgot to mention this droid is programed to kill you."

After hearing these words, Milada dropped the battery and blew her frizzed hair from her face.

"I really hate droid."

A/N: Well there is Starkiler's first encounter with PROXY. Not a good first impression. I went ahead and mad Proxy A female since Starkiller is a female. Hope you enjoy it. As always feel free to read and future updates maybe slower because I will be working on a Star Wars Series for called Star Wars: What The Hutt? it's a mix between Dark Horse's Star Wars Tales and Marvel Comics what if.../What the...series. so some of the stories are cool, some are creepy and others are just flat out weird. If Weird stories and Pardoies tickle your fancy and you are a big Star wars fan feel free to check it out.