Chapter 6

Master and Apprentice, a simple concept created by both Jedi and Sith. A concept to bring order in the galaxy and to maintain the legacy of both sects. The cycle of fallen Predecessors and Rising Successors has been a historical occurrence for centuries. It's only when that cycle is broken, that true order will come about.

Mygeeto

In the midst of the crystaline grounds of Mygeeto's wilderness, Plagueis and his new apprentice stood opposite of eachother as they both ignite their lightsabers. As the wind blows, the two Sith stare eachother down, waiting for the other to strike. The young Zabrak, out of impatience, made the first strike as he dashes toward his master. Plagueis calmly blocked the strike with a clash of blades and proceeded to reply with his own series of blows.

Maul held his own and gritted his teeth as his master continues to chip away at his defenses. He then aimed for his master's enlongated head, but was swiftly blocked by his master's cunning moves. Maul stepped forward and delivered his own series of devestating blows, increasing his power with each strike.

Plagueis felt the Zabrak's raw power and his strength increasing as they continued to clash. But Plagueis went deeper into the dark side and increased his power as well. Feeling a wirlwind of power, Maul aimed for his Master's arm, causing the metal wrist piece to be cut in half, leaving the Muun's arm exposed. Plagueis Force pushed Maul across the snowy land into a near snow hill, sending shockwaves throughout the landscape.

Darth Plagueis, regaining his composure, put away his lightsaber and walked toward where his apprentice lay. Once he arrived, Maul regained consciousness and opened his eyes to see his master tower over him.

"You tapped into your true power." Plagueis simply said. "But only for a moment, you still lack control."

"Stand." Plagueis commanded as he used the Force to lift him up.

Maul stood but only for a second then falling to his knees before his master, almost shaking in a fearful manner.

"You felt the power of the dark side, but you cannot maintain your normal state after using it." Plagueis commented, pacing around his weakened apprentice. "If you were every to dream of being the Heir to the Sith, you must control the dark side, use your hatred and manifest it into viable power."

"Don't let the dark side control you but instead control the dark side self." Plagueis explained.

"I will...control it." Maul simply replied, gripping his fist.

"Sadly...simple words are not enough!" Plagueis said, sending a bolt of lighting onto his weak apprentice.

Maul screamed in agony as his almost lifeless body is penetrated by the overwhelming power of Force Lightning. Plagueis watches as he tortures his apprentice, cutting through his garments with each wave of lightning released from his hands.

Maul, feeling that his life is in danger, tapped into the dark side once more and began to channel the Force Lightning. He slowly stood to his feet, absorbing the Force Lightning and turned into a big Force Wave which caused the frosty landscape to shake once again.

Plagueis ended his assault and watched as his apprentice fell before him, passing out from exhaustion. "Hm, quite the resistance." The Sith Lord commented.

"Come and restrain him." Plagueis commanded his spectator. Dr. Tekra stood aside quietly, watching the whole duel play out, once he heard his master address him, he quickly hopped over and put the shock collar on Maul's neck. Tekra then applied handcuffs behind the Zabrak's back, fully restraining him as his master told him to.

Darth Plagueis' Hidden Laboratory, Mygeeto

"The Zabrak has potential, if he fulfills his expectations then he'll become a great asset to my plans." Plagueis said.

Dr.Tekra and Darth Plagueis stood as they watched Maul rehabilitate in a small chamber, examining him through a black one-way glass. "What about the child?" Tekra asked.

"The unborn child will serve a greater purpose, a purpose that will answer to all of the experiments that my former master had conducted during his years in hiding." Plagueis replied.

"What you mean my lord?" The Lurman asked.

Darth Plagueis stood motionless as he ponders; "Immortality." He simply said. "Darth Tenebrous' fascination with conquering death was quite evident, he dedicated his life as a Sith Lord in science rather than conquering worlds like his predecessors. He experimented with numerous life-forms and technology to find his answer for Immortality."

"Did he ever find it?" Dr.Tekra asked.

"Tenebrous eventually discovered the ancient Sith ability of Essence Transfer, the ability to transfer one's consciousness into another." Plagueis explained. "He planned on learning that ability and use it on his secret apprentice, Darth Venemis, to extend his lifespan."

"Secret apprentice?!" Tekra's voice pitched in curiousity.

"Indeed, Tenebrous viewed me as a weak successor to Bane's Throne and a weak vessel to maintain his consciousness, thus appointing a new apprentice to be his subject." Plagueis replied coldly. "But, he underestimated my intelligence, I managed to find out about his plans and who his secret apprentice was; by knowing that information, I had to conspire against him."

Dr.Tekra sat still, already knowing what would come next; he understood his master's will and determination to stay alive and for his plans to flourish. He also knew of his master's dedication to his religious sect despite being devoted to the study of science.

"Once I knew of his plans, I faced him head on in a duel, killing him by cutting off his life support device." Plagueis detailed; "Then I hunted his apprentice down, tortured him and experimented on him until he was of no use of me anymore." The Sith Lord said vividly.

Tekra simply nodded, listening to his master as he continued.

"The Sith's traditional ways no longer interests me, the Rule of Two will only bring about a cycle of unrest and no control. One Sith must rule and other must submit to be his sacrificial vessel." Plagueis proclaimed.

The slender Muun walked over the towards the other room looking through a one-way glass at his 2nd project. "The child's power is quite revealing, a high midichlorian count is extremely rare amongst unborn force sensitives."

"Is it Bad?" Dr.Tekra asked.

"No...Far from that." Plagueis replied simply.

The Sith Lord stood still without making a single twitch, He wondered about a particular story his master told him about when he was under his wing. A prophecy about the coming of the Chosen One, the one to bring balance to the Force in the galaxy. Plagueis continued to

drift in thought, wondering if the unborn child before him is what he thinks he is.

"Master?" Dr.Tekra said.

Plagueis snapped back into reality; "...Prepare my ship." he commanded.

"Yes my Lord." Dr. Tekra said as he jumped into action.

Plagueis took one last glance at his pet project before leaving the room, feeling a sense of realization over his conscious.