Relador Kae stepped through the door of the Military Base and found himself with ten heavy blaster rifles pointed at him. "I take it this is the military base? I was told to come here for relocation. I'm not gonna do anything, not that I could." He said, walking forwards. "Your bold and brave, two dangerous qualities. I could make some use of you. We will be attacked by a large group of those large beasts you saw as you came in. We will give you adequate armor and weaponry. I recommend you run before they get within melee range, unless you want death. You are to lead the expedition out of the city and strike the nest. Oh, did I forget to mention that you are the only person in the expedition? Ha! Good luck buddy! You'll need it." The commander said, laughing. "Trust me, I won't just give me one of those blaster rifles your men have and an Echani Battle Suit and I'll be fine. I have taken down bigger then that sucker before. I used to live on a planet with many Rancors. They are a bit big just to let you know, a bit bigger then these things. What are they called anyway?" "Devourers. They cripple their enemy using the Force, then they eat their prey, slowly so that they can hear the person's screams. I don't like you, so please only come back when every single egg and Queen are dead and I want the Queen heads. Here's your damned Battle Suit now get out of my sight." The commander replied, skeptical of Relador's combat prowess. "Thank you, I hope you die." Relador answered, meaning every word. He walked out of the door, giving a rather rude gesture as he slammed the door. He then heard a repeating blaster rifle shoot at the door. "Fool." Relador said as he used his computer spikes to hack into the door and not allow anyone to open it for a full week. "Let's see if you survive jackass." Relador said as the door locked. He walked away, an evil smile spreading across his face.
The next three years passed quickly, one mercenary job leading to another. It didn't take long before Relador had traveled most of the known galaxy. The other mercenaries had betrayed him and left him on the remains of Korriban. "I can get a way off here! I will return for your heads!" Relador yelled angrily. He turned around and walked towards Naga Sadow's tomb. "This place feels familiar, why? What is that sound?" he said curiously as he heard a strange, quiet whisper in the back of his mind. "Wait, is this what the Jedi feel before their trained? What if I could become…" he said, his voice trailing off as the whisper got a tiny bit louder. He could feel something in his heart as well, the cold was less cold. He knew what that cold was, and thousands of memories flew back. He nearly fell but a loud thump made his regain alertness. A Hssiss was coming for him, five could be seen. Relador knew that more would come. The Dark Dragons would feed off of those strong in the Force, and would devour them after knocking them out cold. "Not today! I have vengeance to claim!" Relador yelled as he drew his Echani Vibrosword and his Echani Vibroblade. He began by whirling the blades around, blocking the first strike and deflecting the rocks that were kicked at him. "Strange, their using strategy! The Hssiss never do that! Perhaps this is a test. Well, if it is then this is one test I will not fail!" he yelled as he lunged at the nearest target. The Vibroblade slashed through the Hssiss's head, spilling both blood and brain about the ground. He whirled around, letting go of the hilts and grabbing the ropes half a foot below. He now used the swords as numchuckes, whirling them around, slicing through many foes with a single revolution. In minutes, all were dead and bleeding out onto the ground. Relador sat down to clean his swords, and felt for the Force around him. He felt it, but it was a subtle feeling, like the feeling you get when you try to see when there is no light at all. He focused more, concentrated harder, and the feeling became a presence. He could feel the Force easily now, even through the many barriers put on him by the Jedi Counsel on Katarr. He knew now that he could use the Force, and create his own two Lightsabers from scratch. He knew where to find all the components, but he felt like personalizing it to his own self. He walked into the Shyrack Caves, seeking the crystal formations that lay within. Instead he found some extremely old ruins. As he tried to enter, he walked over a strange patch of ground that spewed forth lightning in very small amounts. Just then, he felt like his head was going to split in two. The feeling ceased as quickly as it had began. He knew what that meant, and he walked through the door.