Notes:

I wanted to explore more of what might go on at the academy after reading Red Harvest. I think Scabrous would look for the strong students who could move up in the ranks.

I do not claim to own anything related to Star Wars but Sandra is my OC.

Darth Scabrous was a cold man with a dark sense of humor. Despite this, he was a good looking man. Grey hair slicked back and eyes with a fire in them that burned deep.

She noticed the way he held himself the first time she saw him. It was the second week of being at the academy for Sandra. She found a quiet place to sit in the library and started on a book she had found. Then as she had engrossed herself with the book the temperature dropped. Almost as if the ceiling had caved in and the raging winds and snow engulfed the library. Sandra looked up for a source of the temperature drop.

It took the form of a man. This was not just any man though. It was Darth Scabrous the headmaster of the academy. Despite being here for two weeks and his position she had never met him formally. His name was mentioned a few times and it caused her a great amount of interest in him.

He looked to be in his late 30's or early 50's. Sandra saw him give her a side glance as he continued on his way. The cold feeling dissipated when he was out of sight. She could still feel him though like a wandering spirit watching from a darkened room.

She got up shortly after and made her way to the small room she now called home. It wasn't much by any means but Sandra welcomed the warm beds embrace when she slept. The next few weeks went by fast but only because she caught on quickly. Enjoying the training and practice that they put her through. The improvement in Sandra's skills was visible now. Though still far from mastering them she felt closer to the goals she had set before attending.

In time Sandra grew even more and that caught the attention of Scabrous. Other students still outranked her in power and skill. Yet she became a focus of his because she continued to improve and trained diligently. Sandra knew he watched sometimes from afar. He may have his own plans but she and the others were still students in his academy.

When Scabrous saw a student with the drive such as Sandra has he took notice. Sometimes she caught a glimpse of him walking past as she trained. The cold feeling that accompanied his presence never increased while around her. She decided this was a good thing despite the feeling it gave off.

One day during the week Sandra decided it wouldn't hurt to go and meditate before some personal exercise and training. It was late and no one would be bothering her. The hallway was lit enough for someone to walk down but still conceal them in the dark. No one else should be up at this hour. The walk to the training room was short and she settled down on the mat in the middle.

Blocking out all noises that still remained. The winds outside fading and the groans of a structure that still stood against all odds. Thoughts from the past day left leaving her mind blank. It was just Sandra and the force now in harmony. She sat for what seemed like hours in a perfect state. Until that creeping cold feeling filled the room slowly.

Sandra fought it off for as long as she could but it overwhelmed her. Making her body tremble slightly. Opening her eyes slowly and adjusting to the dark she looked near the entrance to the room. A dark hole that looked like it could swallow anything. Save for the two silver-grey eyes that looked at her.

This time he had caught her but there was no malicious intent to his eyes. He moved farther into the room and stood on the outskirts of the mat. His features shrouded by the hood covering his head. "What are you doing here?" He said in a low tone that was almost an echo.
Sandra stood up at once in response to the question from a higher up. "My Lord I was meditating before practice." There was no response to her answer physical or verbal. Scabrous removed his hood slowly.

She saw it as a move to be more casual but still stayed on guard. He could kill her in a second if he wanted to. "I know you have been coming here at night for a while. I am not unaware of the happenings at this academy." Those words put Sandra on edge slightly but she hid the emotions it brought to the front. "There is no problem with being here but training alone does little compared to training with a partner."

Sandra stood still as he removed his robe to reveal black pants and a tunic underneath. Slowly like a predator stalking its prey he walked onto the mat and ignited his lightsaber.
"I have seen your progress and believe you are ready for more." It wasn't a request but a statement. She couldn't say no without looking weak in his eyes. A small bow was all she gave in acceptance of the praise. The hum of her saber met the sound of his making the room glow red.

She took her position and watched him closely. His swing was a flash of red and it connected with Sandra's at full force. Scabrous was putting everything he had into his strikes. She knew he was still holding back though. He had the power to bring this whole academy down if he wanted to. Sandra blocked all his attacks while watching his movements and dodging. Both of them moved around the center circle.

She pushed him back with the force when there was a window of time between attacks. He returned the push and it turned into a trial of strength. With one push she tripped and fell to the ground. Quickly Sandra got to her knees and knelt there looking at him. Waiting for whatever insults or punishment he felt was necessary for her. None of that came though as he walked closer to the edge and looked down at his student.

"You have improved from the last time I saw you training. I'm pleased to know that what I have heard about you is true." He held out his hand for her to take. Slowly Sandra reached for his and he hoisted her up almost effortlessly. "Talk gets around here fast." She said and saw the slightest smirk pull at the corner of his mouth at her comment. "Indeed it does"