Ok guys, here is the next chapter. For those who reviewed and wanted to know what the Indian style thing was about well I'm going to tell you. This story might not last long depending on those who like it. So please review.
The hooded man with the robe had sat in his quarters once more. His legs crossed in front of him. This would be the Indian style he usually sat in. He was meditating. He was preparing to head to Naboo secretly. He had some…business to attend too there. As he meditated, his breathing was in perfect harmony with his muscle movements. The dark man of the Sith was a contradictory to all Sith. There was supposed to be one master, and one apprentice. But he had two masters. Darth Sidious, and…one other who is well known in Sith Legend.
A few hours later he was on his ship and headed towards Naboo. Since all didn't go to well those years with the blockade, this wasn't a planet he liked so much. He was depending on that blockade before he even became a Sith. Anyway, he made his way to the planet and parked it secretly in the forest where his little business was. There was a man there. He looked shamed. "I could get sentenced to death for this…you know." The hooded figure looked at him. "Your already dead." The man's eyes went wide. From his belt under his robe, the hooded man used the force and felt the snap of his lightsaber to his hand. The lightsaber looked like a battle axe, except it was red and black. The handle and hilt of it was all black. But the edges of the ax-like lightsaber was all red. He ignited the lightsaber and from the handle of the ax itself came his blade. It was a black blade. He gave a devious smile underneath his robe. He took the hold of the blade by the axe part where a hand-groove was just for his hand. He swung the blade as the man tried to run.
The blade connected with the man's legs and off they flew to some part of the desert. He looked down as the man cried out in agony. He sliced the man's arms off as well. "You make a rancor's cries look decent you pathetic fool." He said. The man cried but his cries were muffled as the hooded figure came down with his blade, the hum slicing the man's head off of his corpse. He turned his lightsaber off, the blackblade going down and the lightsaber itself back onto his belt. He walked towards where the man had previously stood and grabbed the long wide box. He lifted it up with the force and moved it to his ship. He set it down and had the droid that piloted the ship head him towards the Sith burial planet. Onderon.
The droid landed the ship on Onderon and using the force, the hooded figure brought the box into a cavern. The burial planet of the sith. Damn the Jedi to all that is the dark side, he thought as he stepped into the caverns. He spoke. "I summon the spirit…of my master Exar Kun. I need a favor of my master." He said. The spirit of Exar Kun spoke. "My apprentice. Your favor…what is it?" The hooded man removed his robe. He had short brown hair, and golden eyes. He had a scar going down his right eye vertically. He spoke. "My master, in life I wish to bring to this body…" He said as he opened the box up with a half body. The half body was red and the face was red and black. It had horns on the head. His master spoke. "Your request is met." He said. The spirits of the Sith agreed and brought back…the former Darth Maul. Exar Kun spoke once more. "Darth Xereon, give your arua to aid." He said and Darth Xereon, the apprentice of both Exar Kun and Darth Sidious, lent his power to the lifeless corpse. And then, he lived.
The lifeless corpse came to life screaming in agony. Darth Xereon administered a needle to the body from his belt. It was a liquid that would dull the pain for now until his operations were complete. He carried the body back to his ship. He told the droid to return to the Droid Army ship. He contacted Count Dooku. The blue hologram came up as Count Dooku saw it. "Ah, I see you live. Good. What is it?" Darth Xereon spoke. "Be ready to have the droids create a lower half of the body Count Dooku. I found what I was looking for." He said simply as he ended the hologram.
As the ship made its approach, Darth Xereon spoke. "The Jedi shall pay for your death…Darth Maul…my brother. They will fear the Sith…and then they will DIE."