The elevator hissed and clanked with wear and tear as it made it's way deeper into the planet of Endor. Xander stood sternly next to his new master, Darth Gallel. Letting out a sigh, the sith apprentice sat down where he stood. Gallel looked down at him with a glare and kicked him hard.

"What the hell was that for?!" Xander exclaimed, jumping up from where he sat.

"No apprentice of mine is going to sit down anywhere without my permission. You will do well to ask before you do anything in the manner of relaxation. Do I make myself clear?" The dark lord spoke sternly. Xander gave a nod while he nursed his side. After standing in silence for several minutes, the elevator finally slowed and stopped. With a large rattling noise, the door slid away and revealed a large room. It seemed to have been there for ages, broken statues littered the ground around their pedestals. Stalactites suffocated the ceiling above the two sith as they made their way through the room.

"I want you to behold, Eternius' supercomputer he built himself!" Gallel said proudly. He stopped next to a statue of a lizard and pulled down the head. The cave wall in front of them began to flicker and fade, until all that was left was an enormous screen. From the floor in front of it a large slab of rock parted to reveal a large keyboard. The screen flickered to life with a picture of a cloaked sith lord.

"Why is this person on the computer screen?" He asked puzzled. The dark lord laughed at the question and punched a few numbers into the keypad. A label came up next to the picture, reading Darth Eternius.

"Like I said before, Eternius built this computer himself! Thats not all, look! I reveal to you your fellow classmates!" Gallel yelled loudly. The dark lord reached downwards and punched in a series of commands before the entire screen was filled with thousands of tiny mugshots. Each human or alien seemed to all be tinted with grey, and red letters lined the bottom of each. Only seven pictures were in full color, but he had no time to look closely. A picture stood out from the rest, and was all too vivid of a memory. Close to the bottom right hand corner of the screen there was a picture of a Twi'lek.

"Darth Orthus..." Xander said quietly. Gallel turned to look at him and gave a distinct grunt.

"He was the most amatuer of all sith to ever come from this academy. He wanted to become one of our best assassins, but he failed miserably. Do you remember that night when the three sith attacked you and me?"

"How could I forget master?" Xander replied sarcasticly.

"He was there with Kallu and Retor. Also amatuer sith I may add. He had come to attempt to persuade me to allow him to hold the title of assassin. I obviously refused and he began his attack. If you hadn't stepped in when you did, I would have drawn my second saber and ended the conflict there. It would have exposed me as a sith too early, and it helped me greatly for you to show up."

Xander walked closer to the screen and looked more carefully at the photo. It was also greyed out like the rest, and also had the red lettering that the others did.

"Deceased." Xander said in his head. The words were clear now, and the sith realized that it was the same for all of the other greyed out pictures.

"Where are all these people again?" he asked. Gallel turned from the console and smiled.

"Why their all training in the dorms, of course! Were attempting to create a sith army to overthrow the jedi order and establish ourselves as rulers of the galaxy." The dark lord said. His apprentice walked away back to his side and looked around the screen again.

"Who are the people that are in the colored photos?" He asked. The dark lord hit a button and seven colored pictures pulled themselves from the grey and enlarged to fill the entire screen. The two pictures on the left of the screen were Gallel's and Ameedius'. They were followed by a Trandoshan, who looked to be older than dirt, a human male, thinning with a scar down the center of his head, and an extremely attractive red haird woman. After her picture was Xander's, but it lacked the evil tone, and seemed softer than his features now.

"That photo was taken from the Jedi archives when I still taught there. We will update it in due time." Gallel said as he followed his apprentice's eyes. Xander looked from a photo of himself to the final picture of a very young boy in his teenage years. The child also looked to have soft features. Suddenly it became apparent to Xander that there were symbols next to each photo except for his own.

"Could you tell me what those symbols mean master?" He asked curiously.

"They represent what ability they have mastered. As you can see, Xxxyrx, our trandoshan assassin, has a symbol of a closed fist. He specializes in force choking his victims, and thats how hes been for ages. I specialize in using lightsabers, hence why my symbol is the hilt of one." Gallel responded. Xander began to lose interest and turned away from the screen.

"I assume thats what's on the back of their cloaks?"

"Indeed, and it is in the color of gold."

Xander nodded and walked over to a bust of a sith lord, his left hand side of his face was missing.

"Darth Lumanor, he was one of the best we ever had come out of this academy." Gallel said from over Xander's shoulder. The apprentice jumped back in fright at his master's startling appearance.

"How did he die?" Xander asked a little rattled. Gallel picked up the other half of the bust's face from the ground and placed it in his apprentice's hands. The half was riddled with bumps and tumors, completely disfiguring his face.

"He caught a terrible disease, and we couldn't find the cure. As a final request he asked to duel me before he died. I parried his blade only once before his brain failed, and he collapsed in a heap on the floor. We cremated his body and shot it off into space with sadness in our hearts. Now if you'll excuse me, I must be off to oversee the training of my pupils. Your room is on floor D12. Please go there and await my orders." Gallel said sternly before stomping off into the elevator. The doors closed as the transportation device made it's way upwards towards the surface.

"How very odd" Xander said to himself, as he waited for the elevator to return. A person came walking out from a corner of the room and began to pick up the pieces of the statues. the sith noticed this immediatly and walked over to the man that was stooped the floor.

"Hey those are ancient artifacts! Leave them be!" He yelled down at the person. It paid him no mind and continued with his bussiness uninterrupted. In a surge of anger, Xander drew his lightsaber. In a single swing, he brought the blade upwards and through the figures neck. The head dropped off and hit the floor with a clang! Smoke and sparks began to pop and sputter from the spot he swung through.

"An android? That's just ludicrous, but then again, the computer only shows seven people alive. Could it possibly be that Gallel is insane?" Xander asked himself. Seeming to be a response to his answer, the elevator re-arrived with a light buzzing noise. Pondering what was really going on, Xander made his way to his dorm room.