The Republic royal troopers chased the young boy through the slums of the Planet city. They slowed down as he entered a building, and began to creep around corners. "y-know, I never sighed up for Fighting Sith!" One trooper said, over the static of the radio com link inside his helmet. "Aww, it's just a Kid." another trooper said. "what harm could he be?" This remark was a mistake. The troop officer smacked his head against the wall with his robotic arm. his original arm had been separated from him by a crimson lightsaber.

NEVER underestimate the Sith" He told his crew. "remember, Jedi knight Faust has given us direct orders to shoot to kill."

the thought 'But he's just a boy' crossed over a few of their minds, but they knew better then to question their orders. the squad rounded the corner and came face to face with the teenage terrorist. He looked about sixteen, but his face was heavily tattooed, so it was hard to tell. "OPEN FIRE!!!" the squad leader yelled. They opened fire without hesitation, and a hail of blue plasma bolts rained down on the Sith boy. supreme chancellor Ballal had issued the blue energy weapons because he felt that they went well with the white and blue armor of his troopers. The boy ignited his red blade and spun in his hand to deflect the bolts back at his assailants Panting, he also raised his hand open palmed, to the troopers.

"GET DOWN!" the officer yelled, but he was too late, as the Boy had flung them all to the end of the hall. as they were trying to regain his position, The boy fled. he ran down the hall, rusting steal walls to either side of him. His panting breath was enhanced by the echo the hall produced. he ran into a large chamber with a low ceiling and full of scrap metal. The ceiling was mostly hidden by pipes bolted to it. there was another exit across the room, next to a jet engine. he heard the Troopers running down the hall, and he knew this was his only chance to stop them from perusing him. He had to block their entrance into the chamber. there was plenty of large pieces of scrap laying around, but he realized that he did not have the power to move them across the room.

Blue plasma whizzed past his head, and he panicked. he looked up and saw that the bolts holding the pipes in place were decaying with rust. He raised his hand and brought the pipes crashing down, blocking the entrance to the room and trapping one man underneath. the bow took a moment to turn of his lightsaber and lean over to breathe, putting both hands on his knees. when he regained his breath he went for the exit, but was assaulted by the horrible screech of metal grinding against metal. he clasped his hands to his ears and scrunched his eyes shut. when he opened his eyes again, he saw the Turbine engine sliding infront of the exit, kicking up a spray of sparks.

"No," he said in an alien language. when the turbine fully blocked his escape, a Kel Dor man leapt from one of the low hanging pipes and stood on top of the Turbine. the Sith Boy had not believe that he hadn't noticed the man sooner. He would have to work harder at his foresight skills, if he survived this encounter. the Kel Dor man was dressed in full black and had the usual mask to help him breath, but the mask and the creepy skin filled the sith with fear.

"I am Faust" the Kel dor said as he ignited his purple lightsaber. "and tonight, I will Take your life."

He flipped through the air, a purple ring around him. the humming purple ring slashed into the floor were the Sith had been standing a moment ago. Lightsaber in hand, the boy ran to the pipes that the troopers were trying to move. if he could flip over the pipes and leave the room, he might have a chance. he rather take on troopers then an insane Jedi. Faust was a blur, and a purple streak moved around the boy and blocked his path. With no time to react, the boy went flying as his legs were cut out from under him.

the boy crashed into the pile of junk and rolled off it, blood seeping from several cuts in his face. he looked up at the man standing over him, and the gleam in his eyes were more terrifying then his Master ever was. but he was able to turn his fear and pain into rage.

"Damn you, Jedi!" he yelled, and pulled a blaster from his belt.

"pitiful" Faust said as he flicked his saber and swatted away the red laser bolt. You sith have become Pitiful in the last twenty years. You are a Disease."

He raised his arm and turned his saber in his hand so that the blade was pointed down. and we, the Jedi, we are the cure."

"No-" but the boy barely made a syllable before Faust silenced him.

Ballal was looking out at his city from his flat, facing the glowing city. his city, were he to turn around, he would have seen the jedi temple in all it's glory. he looked out the window, but his own reflection looked back in. There was a beeping behind him, and he said "answer," out load. The ghostly image of Faust appeared hovering in midair on his desk. "my Master"

Ballal turned around. this floor of his home was just a circular room, and all of the walls were glass. there were brown and golden rugs, and the holographic Image of Faust loomed over the marbled desk. It is done." I have slain the Sith boy."

"Good." Ballal said. "I will not have any Sith scum here, in the heart of my kingdom."

"Soon, we will rid the entire galaxy of this Plague of Sith." Faust replied to the Chancellor. "And we will bring peace to the galaxy."