Thanks for the review. I tried to make the sentences less boring. Not sure how different it is though... I'll work on it. About the question about Vigor being a sith: yes. You'll find that out in this chapter. I'll have the next chapter as soon as I can! Please keep reading and remember to review!

Chapter 3: Proposal

It was finally the morning. Fantha was still asleep, but Jacob was up. He had been up all night, practicing his new ability. He wasn't nearly as good at it as these natives. He needed more practice. All he could do so far was make small rocks float. He was now eager for Fantha to wake up so he could teach him how do use this magic.

Only a few rooms away sat Master Vigor in his throne. He was meditating, concentrating on what was going on inside the cell. He could see it clearly, like he was there. He'd been watching all night at Jacob's progress. He knew he discovered his power.

Silently a native entered. He approached the throne and stood, waiting. With his eyes still closed, Vigor spoke.

"Yes, Blaizen?"

"We have found all of the information we can about the rest of the galaxy, including this republic. It's quite fascinating that we've never been aware of their presence through the force!" The native spoke excitedly. Vigor paused.

"Yes, Blaizen, of course we couldn't sense it before." Vigor said sternly.

"What do you mean, my master?"

Master Vigor finally opened his eyes.

"None of YOU ignorant fools sensed anything because you don't know how to listen! To feel the force! But I've felt it! I knew of life beyond this world! I can even faintly feel it beyond these stars. But I've never expected for them to arrive here so soon." Vigor replied angrily.

"But Master," Blaizen started nervously, "Why did you never say anything?" Vigor again closed his eyes. He waited for a few moments before he stood up and approached Blaizen. He put both hands on his shoulders.

"Blaizen...Blaizen, my apprentice...have you learned nothing? I teach you how to use the force. To manipulate it, to control it. But you're the one who has to use it. I was waiting for all of you to find it on your own. If none of you can even do that, then I'm afraid the sith are too weak to continue. I sensed this before, too. But now I'm almost sure." Vigor sat down again and closed his eyes. Blaizen stood, thinking about what he had said.

"Master. If the sith are too weak to continue, then our dreams of conquering the entire world and have all existence are ruined. It would be too easy for them to fight back. We would be crushed by their technology. Is this what will happen?" Blaizen was afraid of the answer.

"Well, not necessarily," Vigor again opened his eyes, "Now, we have a new hope. For years, we sith wanted to conquer all of existence. But we never had the technology to leave this world to conquer it. But throughout time, the sith have been becoming weaker, and now we don't have enough power to conquer the galaxy. I thought that all hope was gone, until these soldiers arrived. I couldn't sense their arrival...something was clouding it. Something that I've never seen or felt before. There must have been a reason, but that is unknown. That's why I was so surprised when they came. This Jacob- I've been watching him last night. He is very strong in the force. Stronger than most sith here. In order to conquer the galaxy, we need help from it. We need followers from other planets. Then we will have enough power to conquer this galaxy!"

"Fantha! Are you awake?" Jacob eagerly started shaking Fantha until he was awake. "Fantha?" Fantha awoke.

"Yeah, I';m awake. I couldn't sleep. Someone was shaking me." Fantha grinned. "What's wrong?"

"I know how to fight back!" Fantha's eyes grew wide and Jacob rushed him along to the bars.

"What are you doing?" Fantha said, yawning.

"Just watch!"

Jacob stretched his arm out, and again lifted the rock.

"Whoa! How did you do that?" Fantha asked excitedly.

"Just come here and try!" Jacob moved aside so Fantha can stand where he stood. "Just concentrate."

Fantha tried to move the rock. He concentrated hard, but he couldn't make it budge.

"You just need more practice!" Jacob said.

A native entered the room again. This man looked slightly different than the other natives. Instead of black and gray, his robes were black and red. He seemed more evil, and gave a scarier presence.

"Hello, I am Blaizen, Master Vigor's apprentice," he said.

Apprentice? Jacob thought. Apprentice for what?

"My master wishes to see you." He looked at Jacob. Then he opened the door and Jacob stepped out.

Blaizen led Jacob through the hallway that led to Vigor's room. When they entered the room, Vigor grinned.

"Ahh, hello again, Jacob. I wish to speak to you."

Blaizen stood at the side of Vigor's throne.

"Jacob," Vigor began, "I noticed you've discovered something in your cell last night." Jacob's eyes widened.

"How did you know about that? Were you there?" Jacob was amazed.

"Listen. I know everything that goes on in this planet." He looked away and was silent for a moment. "The force... The force can do many things." He stretched his arm out toward the door. "It can give you power. But only if you use it right." The door nob started twisting. Jacob noticed the metal was tearing off of the door. "The force is power. And it can be your slave if you want it to be!" The door nob ripped off of the door. Jacob flinched as it shot across the room straight into Vigor's hand.

"Where are you going with this?" Jacob asked, getting impatient.

"All of us on this planet, the sith, we call ourselves, can use this power. For years, ever since we first existed, we dreamed to conquer all life, and make it our slaves. I can teach you to use the force, if you accept it." Vigor looked at Blaizen. Blaizen stepped forward and stood next to Jacob. "Think about it over night. But have your answer by the morning!"

Blaizen escorted Jacob back to his cell. Fantha was sitting in the corner. As soon as he entered, Fantha stood up quickly.

"What happened, buddy?" Fantha said anxiously.

"Nothing," Jacob said. "He just wanted to ask me something."

"What?" Fantha demanded.

"Nothing important," Jacob replied.

Jacob again lifted the stone with the force. He started trying other things with it, like shoot it across the room quickly. He couldn't get it to go faster. He wanted to be able to do more with it. Something in him was satisfied when used it. He wanted to know how to do more.