Two Weeks Later

Twilight stars twinkled above Lakos V, enlightening the primitive cities below. Sun-baked, mud huts dotted the landscape, and not a soul stirred. In the shadows however, criminals carried on their dealings, enjoying the lack of police. After all, they'd killed them all. One cloaked figure walked through the middle of the road, change clinking in its pockets. The head was covered, but the cloak was emblazoned with a flurry of blue lightning. The figure was a...a…

"Sith!" A reptilian bounty hunter hissed. She leaped down in front of the Sith and smiled. Four men melted into the background, blasters aimed. "You should know better than you traverse the Crime world alone. Your death will bring me much joy...and cash."

The Sith smiled, beard rippling slightly in the wind.

"Hard to kill what has already died." The Sith drew a lightsaber, making all the bounty hunters flinch. It ignited, and a green glow illuminated the air. The bounty hunter's eyes narrowed.

"You are no Sith. Your lightsaber is the wrong color."

The Sith chuckled, slow and mad. The tension and feeling of bad began coming in waves. Finally, the Sith stopped laughing, and his mouth creased into a frown.

"Time to die...Jedi infiltrator." The Sith attacked, and the bounty hunter drew a purple blade.

Smoke and burning flesh filled the air, choking the sleeping inhabitants. A small baby, no older than 4 years yawned, and walked outside. She gasped as she saw the bounty hunter's body at the doorstep, head gone. The stump was spewing black. In the distance, she heard a mad cackle, and the Sith landed in front of her. The youngling backed up slowly.

"Don't worry young one. I mean you no harm." The voice sounded old, comforting, like Lulu's father. She smiled, wide eyes expanding in happiness.

Electricity crackled at the Sith's fingertips, and his smile grew. "Go wake your mommy."

The girl turned, and the lightning leapt with a ravenous quality. Lulu, the baby, never felt a thing, her spine incinerated. Quickly, the Sith rose up in the air, unleashing crackling bolts everywhere. Holes were punched through roofs, and anything flammable ignited. Soon, the world around him was in flames. The one sole camera in the air recorded meticulously, and the Sith knew. In fact, he looked right at it and smiled. "The trail of blood and fire is only set to increase Master Yoda."

And like Dooku's Padawan's warning, more chapters are on the way. Be safe all-LLL