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Star Wars AU The Triumph of Darth Plagueis: Episode Thirty-Two – New Hope Interlude II: Faustian Pact

By

Celgress

O BBY

Imperial Center

Darth Plagueis awoke with a start. At first the aging Supreme Sith Lord and First Emperor of the Galactic Empire had no idea where he was. The dream, vision, warning, blessing or whatever it had been was that intense. It had temporarily disorientated him. His Force enhanced senses stretched out reading his surroundings. Slowly realization dawned upon him. He was his royal bed chambers at the Imperial Palace. It was night and millions of lights glittered through the room's massive windows. Getting gingerly out of bed he used the Force to snatch up his black robe which lay thrown over a nearby chair. Clad in the familiar garment Plagueis walked toward the distant bank of windows that provided arguably the most spectacular view of Imperial Center afforded to any being, and why not he was emperor after all. Who else deserved to regularly behold such splendor if not him?

"Beautiful," A sickeningly familiar voice off to Plagueis right said.

"It cannot be." Plagueis said turning to face the demon from his past. "You are dead. I killed you."

"Yet here I am." Darth Tenebrous said in his usual condescending tone of voice that Plagueis despised so greatly.

"You're a force apparition, nothing more." Plagueis said walking back towards his bed.

"I assure I am much more than a mere force apparition." Tenebrous said following behind Plagueis.

"You cannot be him." Plagueis said. "It isn't possible."

"Who said I am Darth Tenebrous. I certainly gave no such indication." Tenebrous said. "I merely assumed a familiar form through which we can converse."

"If you are not my former master Darth Tenebrous, than who are you?" Plagueis said.

"Potentially your best first Hego Damask." The entity said shifting it's appearance into that of Darth Venamis.

"Go away, leave me alone." Plagueis demanded sitting down on his bed. "I have no time for this foolishness."

"I offer you greatest beyond your wildest dreams Darth Plagueis," The entity said having now assumed Darth Maul's form.

"What are you?" Plagueis asked perplexed by the being before him.

"I am the Dark Side incarnate, you may call me Negativius." The entity said shifting into Darth Sidious' form.

"My creation," Plagueis said uncertainly.

"No you are my creation, my greatest creation." The Dark Side said. "I have used you to break free from my bounds. By unbalancing the Force you have freed me from my hated counterpart. Long were we locked in struggle neither capable of overcoming the stalemate."

"What do want with me?" Plagueis said.

"Fulfilment," The Dark Side said. "I offer you a deal Darth Plagueis help me fulfil the final steps necessary for my accession to the material plane. In return I shall give life and vitality everlasting."

"I don't understand." Plagueis said. "How can you be Negativius? Negativius is made up of material resistant to the Force a type of anti-Force if you will."

"I am void. I am darkness. I am anti-Force!" The Dark Side said morphing into Plagueis himself. "If the material was truly Force resistant you could not manipulate it via the Force nor could it generate powers akin to the Force. Once the time arrives I shall empower the form you have crafted and cease being a force of nature. Instead I will become a living god, freed forever of my counterpart. However for my accession to occur one crucial ingredient remains."

"Which is?" Plagueis asked with rapt attention.

"Above Endor's moon the present must destroy the future thus forever denying redemption of the fallen two. Only then shall I be strong enough too physical enter this world." The Dark Side explained. "Serve me faithfully Darth Plagueis, finish what you have started. Become my external high priest."

"I pledge my allegiance to you, my true master." Plagueis said getting off his bed and down on one knee in front of the Dark Side. Plagueis had no doubt the entity before indeed personified the Force's dark side. He would feel it's raw power screaming in his head.

"Good," The Dark Side cooed. "You may rise Darth Plagueis my high priest."

"What of the dream my Master," Plagueis said rising to his feet.

"A preview of what is to come." The Dark Side answered. "Be warned my adversary has likewise informed our enemies of our design."

"Do you mean the remnants of the Jedi Order?" Plagueis said.

"I do." The Dark Side said. "For now continue your plans as usual. When the time of ultimate triumph approaches I shall return to you my priest with instructs that must be followed, farewell."

"Farewell, my Master." Plagueis said watching the Dark Side fade away.

Plagueis felt rejuvenated. He had a new sense of purpose. His lifelong dream of material immortality was nearly within his grasp. He hadn't felt so powerful in decades. The energy of the dark side flowed through him like a ragging torrent. The old Munn grinned his lost abilities had returned in full and nothing could would stop him from achieving his true destiny.

To Be Continued

I apologize for both the shortness of this chapter and the long wait between updates. Rest assured now that the final plot point has been placed down things will move forward at an increased place. Next chapter will cover in some detail Jedi training and bonding along with more Sith training and scheming.