Again Italic's is Galens vision thingys


Silence fell in the temple as realisation fluttered around Galen's head, Cye was supposed to over throw the Empire, he was supposed to kill Vader and Sidious, he was supposed to be there now, he was supposed to have a son, he was supposed to be a Sith Lord and neutrality was just smoke and mirrors to hide the truth, to sell the deception and they all bought it, they all believed Cye to be innocent. While the Jedi were underground and destitute, the Sith avenged themselves, Vader wasn't the one the sith wanted, Cye was. Vader was just a pawn in the game to make Sidious create Cye Sericius, to give the sith the upper hand, to exterminate the Jedi, it had all became clear to Galen when the force darkened, he was the salvation and Cye was the destruction of the Jedi and the Light-side of the force. Galen became certain of this, he knew this. Or did he?
Before Galen could act on his revelation he was dragged from reality, plunged back into his unconscious mind back to Vader's realm, Vader's way. Starkiller's life.

Darkness, eternal darkness, the Jedi have fallen, the sith have returned, the revenge is served and the light is gone. There is no light but it seems to be day here in the void, I have been here before, I have seen this before, this void, this darkness but last time, Kento was here, he controlled the light that bounced from him, as the boy infront of me control's this darkness.
It is vivid, I can see the robes of a Sith just ten meters away from my... Training Gear? I haven't worn this.. in years but I do not panic, I do not even flinch as I know what this place can do and I know that I will wake and that the Galaxy will in some fashion of peace when I do so. Whoever the Sith is, he obviously wants Starkiller not me. Vader's apprentice not Juno's husband or Kento's Father, the sith is playing on a inner demon that has become tame, he will not succeed so I must show him this, like I showed Vader: I have to kill him to be free. I need to get to Syen, to
Cye. I must be free, free to stop this Sith by stopping Cye. Only two Sith can be recognised as such at one given time so, Cye must recruit the boy. Can I really kill my friend for my... son? If he even is my son, if all this even is real.


"You really should not of tried to harm me, my son after all I am the only parent you have that will ever truly understand you." Cye remarked.
"Mother knows and understands me well enough."
"Oh no, my dear Kallium, she will never understand, in just four standard years you will act like a twenty two year old man, and I can stop or help you with that."
"No, you can't and you won't be involved in my life or my development, if you care for or want my respect you will leave here, alone."
"What will respect give me?"
"A chance to gain my trust and maybe even a Father-Son relationship."
"Your lying Kallium."
"You can't read me can you Father?"
"I can, but it is Vague."
"I know why that is so."
"Why then son?"
"Because my DNA coding is too alike to your own, you can vaguely read me because of my mother's DNA, that's why I am the ultimate weapon for you. That's why you had me isn't it? As you can only read me if I allow it."
"No, I did not know any of that, how do you?"
"I know this because I have been speaking with Grand Master Yoda about the memory I have and the supressed memory implanted in my DNA, a memory I am sure you share. A memory I am sure you and my uncles all share."
"Smart boy and you wonder why I want you to come with me?"
"I don't wonder about it as I am not concerned about your agenda."

Cye stood smirking as his son tried to outwit him, Cye knew what Kallium had told him but he hadn't been able to 'view' or recall the memory Kallium spoke of. Cye didn't even know if it existed but he had tried for countless hours, by meditating, using the force to levitate, killing, focusing on what he believes the memory to be, he had tried looking into his DNA coding using the force to see it without extracting any of it and finally he tried cutting his thumb, letting it bleed and tasting it, examining it but to no avail.

"You do not need to be concerned about agenda's your a baby of only a few months."
"I am almost a man due to you."
"Well maybe eating data-pads was not for you?"
"you're funny."
"I was not trying to be."
"Well you are, leave us. In peace, that is all I want from you."


The Sith is not moving he just stares toward me, yet every time I'm close enough to touch him he turns into crimson smoke and reappears the same distance away as when I started toward him. There is no sound, except from when he turns into smoke and reappears. His robes are rich from what I have been able to see, a dark crimson is on the in lay of the robes and the outside of the robes are jet black with the dark crimson creating a design similar to that of ancient siths but along side those dark markings is my family crest in a more blood-like shade of red. It is a disgrace to my father who I honoured by naming my son in his legacy, maybe that is why the boy is wearing it in such a... sith-like colour. I grunt and cough as he goes up in smoke again yet this time, he reappears right in front of me, his hair is dark brown, his eyes flash from a brownish-blue to yellow and he glares at me, with so much hate within his eyes I can barely stand still, he then transforms, into a brownish-blue eyed boy in Civilianist Army attire, his hair is lighter and his smiling, he raises his saber and deflects blaster blots, then I am in my army attire, the navy shirt with the open collar revealing a white shirt and the base of my neck, the trousers, made of armour weave in a brilliant white with a navy waist band and belt with a black combat belt strapped onto my hips, on my right hand side there is a Hollister with a small black blaster in it, on my back my lightsaber hangs delicately in my hand I hold a grey version of the blaster in my Hollister, a com-link is strapped to my left wrist and then suddenly I have blood on my shirt and a dying soldier in my arms, he looks like... Kenan, the man who is watching my son and Kayl.

"Go home Father, Mother needs to go home." The boy says with a sincere tone.
"Why?"
"Because, Kenan needs to inform you."

Then his back in his Sith robes holding a crimson blade and... The Darksaber?

I begin to feel my body again, I know I am now coming round, I didn't need to defeat him or even use the hilt on my back, before I leave he turns to me.

"Cye is not my Master, he is not a Sith Lord. You should know this or are you doubting your friend?"

I wake to see the fiery hair of Syen looking down at me, sweat dripping from his forehead, he looks exhausted, how long was I out?