Okay, it may have taken some time to get some reviews for the first chapter, but I'm happy with the reviews I've gotten. And in any case, I'm going to try and follow the SWTOR timeline as closely as possible, but there will be significant differences in certain events. I hope you guys don't mind. But now, without further ado, let's do this!

*I still don't own RWBY or Star Wars The Old Republic!*

Trials of an Acolyte - Arrival on Korriban!

As a ship carrying several new possible Sith landed on a landing pad on the desert planet of Korriban, Jaune was stirred from his slumber. His Shock Collar was removed the moment he was freed from slavery, even though he was never treated as a slave. And now, here he was, on the home planet of the Sith Purebloods; his people. As the new Acolytes disembarked from the shuttle, Jaune took a little longer, allowing himself to take in the sights.

The reddish orange sand and partially crumbling statues that surrounded the area made him smile. He could finally gaze upon the beauty of the birth place of his ancestors. As he took a deep breath through his nose his smile grew. Even the very air of the planet was rich with Dark Side Force energy, and it simply invigorated him.

Jaune grunted as someone got off the shuttle and shoved their way past him and didn't even apologize. Jaune may be a Sith Pureblood, but he's not an impolite idiot.

Speaking of, Jaune didn't get a very good look at the stranger under that hood, but he knows he's a male and appears to be another Pureblood Sith. But this guy's skin is a lighter red, almost orange shade. Or is it pink? He glanced back at Jaune with a scowl before continuing on his way.

'You are very RUDE, sir!' Jaune thought with an exaggerated Englishman accent.

Jaune saw that the rude initiate had stopped to talk to a man who, in Jaune's opinion, has a face that only a mother could love. If barely. The man spoke to him pleasantly before the two went to join up with the rest of the future acolytes. Jaune jogged to catch up with the rest before making it to the group.

However, it looks like he was the latecomer. But this didn't really bother him. If anything, it just made him chuckle at the suppressed outrage of this overseer. Harkun, Jaune believes the guy's name is.

"Ah, the last one to arrive is finally here. I hope you don't think you're special. It would be a shame if freedom went to your head, or you somehow got the idea that you didn't need to pass your trials to become Sith." he growled, and Jaune could already tell he wasn't going to like this guy. "Lord Zash has tasked me with sorting through you refuse to find one worthy of being her apprentice, and I intend to do just that."

Jaune just scoffed at this man's high and mighty attitude. It reminded him vaguely of the Schnees back on Remnant and how they thought that everyone other than someone from their family was beneath the dirt on their feet.

So, Jaune decided to be a smart aleck this time around.

"Please don't get all sentimental on us. We've only just met."

"I won't." growled Harkun. "Now the rest of you gutter trash already know your trial. Get going while I bring our latecomer up to speed."

With that said, everyone wandered off to wherever it was they were supposed to be going. It seems, however, that the orange one had already gone on ahead while Harkun was talking to the group. And Jaune wasn't happy about the attitude from these guys.

"Now, Slave, for your trial. There's a hermit named Spindrall who lives in the tomb of Ajunta Pall in the Valley of the Dark Lords. Spindrall's a lunatic, but Lord Zash sees him as some kind of prophet. Once you find him, he will test you."

Jaune smirked, showing off his pearly whites and his recently sharpened fangs. Apparently, the Sith Purebloods do have fangs that are almost on a predatory level. Possibly for self defense or hunting.

"The more challenging, the better." Jaune quipped.

"But there - you know your task. But in case you forgot, I'll say it again. Spindrall lives in the tomb of Ajunta Pall in the Valley of the Dark Lords. Don't keep Spindrall waiting, slave." Harkun said in a condescending manner.

And with that, Harkun walked off to get to the Academy and wait for the possible Acolytes. But thankfully, the place was easy to navigate so Jaune found his way to the entrance to the tomb rather easily. And standing in front of the tomb's entrance was one of the other Acolytes.

She is an, admittedly, beautiful girl with shoulder length reddish brown hair and blue eyes. Her lightly tanned skin made her seem more attractive, although she has some scarring or markings on the right side of her face. But this doesn't seem to take away from her beauty. And she has a figure that rivaled even a certain redhead from back on Remnant.

The girl seemed to notice Jaune and walked up to him. Through the Force, he could tell that this girl is slightly fearful of the possible perils that await them both in that tomb. But at the same time, she seemed to be more worried for Jaune's safety rather than her own.

"Hello there. Jaune, right?" she asked. At his nod, she continued. "Watch your back out there, friend. And don't worry. Harkun can't kill us all."

Jaune doesn't really understand why, but he felt compelled to thank this girl for her concern. He doesn't even know her, and yet she seems to have wormed her way into his inner circle. Which, so far, is very few people that he has allowed into it.

"Thanks. That means a lot coming from a beautiful girl. What's your name, by the way?"

The girl smiled bashfully and blushed at being called beautiful. She'd be a liar if she said that Jaune isn't handsome. Even if he isn't a human like she is.

"Kory. You can call me Kory." she said. "And I have to say, you're pretty cute."

"I'm not cute! I'm deadly!" Jaune exclaimed in mock offense.

Kory laughed at Jaune's words, her Force signature feeling like a great weight has been lifted from her shoulders. She really liked this guy. She felt very sorry that he had to have been sold into slavery like he had been. He would have been a great friend if they had been in a similar situation to each other.

"Of course you are." she said playfully before turning serious. "Just watch your back and don't get yourself killed in there."

With that, Kory walked into the tomb of Ajunta Pall, ready to get her trial over with. If she's being honest with herself, Kory doesn't know if she has what it takes to be Sith. She knows she'll probably die here, but she's going to try anyway.

After all, she's fighting for a cause.

Jaune sighed as he watched Kory walk off into the tomb. He could feel that Kory has what it takes to be Sith. She just needs a good push in the right direction. Perhaps the Inquisitors at the academy would be able to help her.

And if they won't, he'll gladly help her out with this himself. Goodness knows that he'd definitely give her more help than Pyrrha had ever given to him back on Remnant. Jaune looked down at his now red skinned hand and clenched his fist. Just thinking about Pyrrha and the rest of those traitors at Beacon just made him so angry. An emotion that gave many a Sith greater power than they ever thought imaginable.

Pyrrha, Ren, Nora, Ozpin, Glynda, Port, Oobleck, Velvet and her team, all of them would pay for their transgressions against him!

Jaune took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. Now was not the time to be reminiscing on bad memories. Right now, he's got a trial to pass and an old hermit to meet. Soon, he will be a Sith Acolyte. And after that…

Revenge would be his!

*To Be Continued…*

Pairing: Jaune/Harem (taking requests)

Okay, so I haven't exactly chosen which path Jaune should follow as a Sith. Should I make him a Warrior or an Inquisitor? Marauder or Juggernaut? Sorcerer or Assassin? I've set up a poll to decide this, so go ahead and cast your votes. I hope to see lots of votes on this poll and will see you all next chapter. See you all next time!