When Celron got back, he needed to be rushed to the medical center. While being rushed there, Celron thought. How did Jexion beat him? Celron trained all of the time. Maybe he rushed in without knowing what he was getting himself into. Jexion had tricks up his sleeve. Celron did too, but did not expect Jexion to have those sort of abilities. When he got to the medical center, he was put on life support. It would take a while for these sort of wounds to heal. Time he did not have for catching that jedi. Then a hologram popped up in front of the life support. It was Vader. He looked down at Celron menacingly.
"What happened?!" Vader asked.
Celron looked away, feeling ashamed at what had happened to him.
"The jedi had tricks up his sleeve. Ones I did not anticipate. But he will suffer and fall." Celron said.
Vader then folded his arms.
"The Emperor has sent me to do your job. I will succeed where you have failed." Vader said angerly.
"Then what will I do?" Celron asked, angry and ashamed.
"The Emperor has assigned you to help protect the fleets that are traveling to dimensions we have not been to yet. I trust that you will not fail?"
"...No..." Celron said.
Then the hologram turned off. Celron felt ashamed. How could he of been beaten? It still puzzled him but he now knew one thing that they did not. He new what Jexion was capable of. And he knew how to incorporate the plan into stopping Jexion once and for all. His plan was pure genius. Now all he needed to do was heal.
/
Once he healed, he headed to the training area. Now was the time for his power to be unleashed. He turned on the training droids to their highest setting. He then waited for them to charge at him, feeding on the dark side to build his anger. As they were running at him, blasters raised and firing at him. He did a back flip in the air, landing behind four of them and slicing them. He then turned and deflected the bolts. He had never practiced at this height of training, but things were going to change now that he needed to stop Jexion. And not just Jexion, but any enemy that would face him. He used this to fuel his anger and charged at the bots, slicing through ones in his path. Finally, he got the last of them.
'Next wave' he thought.
/
This was the 23rd wave. He was exhausted, leaning over, gasping for air. He body wanted him to quit, to just stop all of this. As this was happening, the biggest wave was charging at him. It was like a small army.
Celron focused, used all of his strength to focus on his anger. His past, Jexion, the Emperor and Vader, all of them. His anger started to build. As this was happening, they gaught close to him, and stood there.
'Give up.' a robot said.
At this, he raged, bolting at the army. They opened fire on him. He turned on his lightsaber, deflecting any bolts that would hit him. He used the force to yank guns from some of them. He sliced any near him with fury. He screamed, and used the force and sent out a electrical pulse and hit any bots near him. They fell to the ground, and he charged the rest. He used his anger and finished off the rest of them. He was breathing heavily, looking around in amazement he saw all of the bots he destroyed. The arena looked destroyed.
"Well done."
Celron turned, seeing a hologram of the Emperor. How long had he been watching?
"Your powers have grown a lot. This will be very useful." the Emperor said.
"Yes master." Celron said.
"You are now a high ranking sith." the Emperor said.
"What do you want me to do?" Celron asked.
"Go and prep your section of the fleet. Your heading to were Jexions location is. You are ready."
"What about Vader?" Celron asked.
"He will be joining you. You will need help stopping all of those fighters."
"Yes, master." Celron said.
Then the hologram left. He looked at himself. His eye he could see was glowing yellow and red. It was the marking of a sith. Celron smiled. He made it.
/
"Congratulations on your new rank." a officer said.
Celron walked to the bridge, and gave orders.
"Head out and follow Vader's fleet."
"Yes sir."