A/N: The prologue is out of the way, and it is time to really delve into the history of Ahsoka Tano's ancestor, Akarhi Tano, and how he became the greatest of the Sith Lords of his time! I hope you all enjoy this chapter, and I apologize if the reactions seem kind of lackluster. As I mentioned in the previous chapter, I have little to no experience writing stories such as this one, so forgive me if the reactions are complete and utter trash.
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Arrival on Korriban! The First Trial!
Everyone jumped in their seats as they were startled by loud music suddenly blaring through the theater as the screen lit up with a deep space backdrop and the words 'STAR WARS' shrinking into the void of the background.
"Goodness! If I wasn't awake before, I certainly am now." Obi-Wan said, taking deep breaths to calm down.
"Why did that get me?" Maul asked no one in particular.
"Gave me a heart attack, that almost did! Yes!" Yoda said, clutching the area where his heart would be.
As everyone took a moment to calm down, they turned their attention back to the screen, following along as golden words began marching off into infinity against the outer space backdrop.
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…
STAR WARS: THE OLD REPUBLIC
THE SITH INQUISITOR
"Wait, this is about a Sith? I thought we were here to watch Tano's ancestor!" Mace asked incredulously.
Ahsoka had done a small spit take at seeing those words flash on the screen. Did this mean that she had Sith blood running through her veins, diluted over generations?
THE POWER OF THE DARK SIDE GROWS. THE SITH EMPIRE HAS WON A MAJOR VICTORY AGAINST THE GALACTIC REPUBLIC AND ITS JEDI GUARDIANS, CONQUERING AND ENSLAVING MANY NEW WORLDS.
WITH A FRAGILE PEACE IN PLACE, THE EMPIRE SENDS ITS SLAVES TO THE ANCIENT SITH STRONGHOLD OF KORRIBAN, HOPING TO UNEARTH RELICS OF VAST POWER THAT CAN BE USED TO DOMINATE THE GALAXY.
ONE TOGRUTA, POWERFUL WITH THE FORCE, HAS BEEN SOUGHT OUT BY THE INSTRUCTORS OF THE SITH ACADEMY AND FORCED TO MASTER THE DARK ARTS OF THE SITH OR DIE TRYING…
"If that's not foreshadowing, I don't know what is." Kit said.
Plo-Koon and Stass Allie could only nod, agreeing with the Nautolan.
High above the planet Korriban, cruising within orbit of the upper atmosphere, several ships of the Imperial fleet remain to defend the planet against any surprise attacks by the Galactic Republic. One of these ships opened up a docking port and a small shuttle that was both rectangular and triangular at the same time flew out and down to the surface of the planet. Korriban itself is a planet devoid of lush jungles or vast oceans like on some other planets. It was mostly desert with rocky cliffs and sparse vegetation. The ground itself was mostly stone topped with a layer of sand that has been dyed red from all of the blood that has been spilt upon the planet by the various Sith that have come before.
The ship landed at the designated landing pad, and out walked the newest batch of acolytes. Many of them were slaves who had been discovered to be Force sensitive and brought to Korriban for training. However, there were a couple of exceptions. One of them was a young Togruta male who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old who was tall with a lean yet muscular build that was obviously built for fighting, giving him strength while retaining superior speed and agility. He had short, stocky lekku and montrals that were thick and curved forward slightly, seeming to resemble devil horns if you squint hard enough. His montrals and lekku had blue markings on them while his skin was a deep red. And his facial markings included twin zigzag markings that tapered off to form a pair of 'eyebrows', a pair of diamonds on his forehead, and a single wing-like marking on each side of his face. His light green eyes shone with kindness and curiosity, and the golden headpiece he wore glittered in the sunlight. He wore standard acolyte clothing.
Just looking at this Togruta who had disembarked from a Sith ship and comparing him to Ahsoka, nobody could deny that there was indeed some family resemblance. Even Ashoka couldn't deny this, and she wanted to deny herself having any involvement in the very order that had caused so much pain and suffering throughout the galaxy for millennia!
"Well, the screen surely doesn't lie. And I highly doubt that a being of a higher caliber than any of us would lie about one's ancestors, now would they?" Maul said, partially mocking the Jedi and how one of their own was the descendant of a Sith.
That just earned him glares from some of the people in the room. Namely Anakin, Padme, Obi-Wan, Shaak Ti, and Plo-Koon.
~POV Change: Akarhi…~
"Wait, so this story is going to be told from this guy's point of view?" Anakin asked.
"Well, at least we'll truly understand what's going on in his head." Obi-Wan commented.
To whomever finds these data logs, my name is Akarhi Tano, and I am one of the upcoming hopefuls to become Sith. And I use the term 'hopefuls' extremely loosely. I'm not so naive as to think that nothing bad will happen during my time here at the academy. It's the way of the Sith to murder each other for power, which just sorely chaps my scales, so to speak. If we as the Sith were to be truly united, the Galactic Republic and their Jedi would have been annihilated ages ago. Perhaps I could do something to change the order from within if I try hard enough.
Gah! Okay, some douchebag in a hood just shoved their way right past me! He briefly looked at me, and I immediately recognized that he was a Sith Pureblood. He looked at me with disdain before continuing on his way. Arrogant bigot! Thinks he's so high and mighty just because he has red skin. My skin is redder than his, if anything that guy is pink!
The Jedi plus Padme could only think to themselves, 'Yup, that's Ahsoka's ancestor, alright.'
Oh well, no sense in dillydallying any more than I already have. Time for me to go and meet the head honcho around here. As I jogged up, I saw a man wearing red Sith attire and carrying a Lightsaber giving instructions to the others.
"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 if you somehow got the idea you didn't need to pass your trials to become Sith." he said to me before turning his attention to the whole group and saying, "My name is Harkun. You, however, are to refer to me as Overseer during your time here at the academy. 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."
"Please, just give us a chance. We can prove ourselves." I said, hoping to get Harkun to see reason.
"We'll just see about that." Harkun replied as he told the others, "Now the rest of you gutter trash already know your trials. Get going while I bring our latecomer up to speed."
"This Harkun fellow sounds like he'll be a slight problem for Akarhi during his time on Korriban." observed Oppo Rancisis.
"But how much of a problem? That is something I think we all want to know." Ki-Adi Mundi added.
As the others left for their trials, following after that hooded dickwad who left before Harkun's speech, I was approached by a woman who was wearing a yellow uniform that fit her nicely. She looked to be about my age with neck length red hair and blue eyes, and though she had some scarring on her face, it didn't take away from her beauty. At least in my opinion.
"Watch your back, friend. And don't worry. It'll be alright. He can't kill us all." she said.
I was truly touched by her kind words. There aren't many people who are kind to us aliens in the empire, and I silently swore then and there that I would help this girl become a Sith apprentice and become strong like we all wish to do.
"Thanks. That means a lot coming from a beautiful girl." I said, flirting with her.
And, to my delight, it seemed to work.
"You're cute." she said with a giggle. "Just watch you don't get yourself killed."
Savage chuckled, tossed a handful of popcorn into his mouth and said, "It seems as though miss Tano's ancestor has a way with the ladies. Must have gotten some good advice from his mother."
Maul nodded in agreement with his brother. Dathomirian society was matriarchal, so it stands to reason that, even as a former Sith, Maul would have great respect for the females of his home planet. Especially Mother Talzin.
Agen Kolar silently agreed with Maul and Savage, knowing from talks he's had with some civilian men that their fathers had always given them horrible dating advice. Telling them things like, 'Confidence is everything!' or 'Chicks dig scars.'. Oh, and the stupidest he's heard to date, 'Don't give up on a woman, even if she tells you no. Be persistent enough, and she'll eventually fall for your manly charms!'. Agen couldn't help but think that those men's fathers were a few snacks short of a barbie.
She walked off to complete her trial, leaving me alone with Harkun who began to give me my instructions for my trial.
"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." Harkun instructed.
"I understand. I'll do my best to please Spindrall and accomplish this trial." I said with a nod.
"But there, you know your task. But in case you already forgot due to your lack of brain cells, allow me to remind you. Spindrall lives in the tomb of Ajunta Pall in the Valley of the Dark Lords." Harkun said, sneering as he walked away. "Don't keep Spindrall waiting, slave."
Hmph! Well, joke's on him! I'm not a slave, and I never was one!
Oh well, he'll find out sooner or later.
"So, he's not a slave?" Anakin said, feeling somewhat better knowing that his Padawan's ancestor didn't have to endure what he and his mother had to.
"That's a relief." sighed Padme.
I made my way down from the landing pad and towards the entrance of the tomb, which wasn't hard to find. But it was blocked off by bloodthirsty worms with legs and teeth called K'lor'slugs! I only had one option to get in. So, I drew my Vibroblade and ran into the horde of disgusting worm things, slashing and stabbing at the creatures that tried to make a meal of me!
"Whoa! Watch it! Night-night, fatty! Whoops!" I said as I dodged their attacks.
Ahsoka quietly giggled at the antics of her many times great grandfather and silently wondered why she didn't use any of those lines herself when she was fighting droids.
It honestly only took me about thirty seconds to cut down every last K'lor'slug that came at me. That was six down, and only a zillion more to go. Flicking the blood off of my Virboblade and holstering it across my back, I descended down the stone steps and into the tomb where I was met by Imperial soldiers who had been shooting at larger, more vividly colored K'lor'slugs. One of them, a man with well-groomed black hair, walked over to me as I stopped to see what was going on.
"Excuse me, acolytes. Sergeant Cormun, fifth infantry company, Korriban regiment. Can I… can I talk to you?" he asked.
Wait, acolytes? I thought I was the only one here.
"Speak freely, Sergeant." said a woman's voice.
And thus, I stand corrected.
I looked to my right and found myself looking at a young woman who looked to be around my age. Maybe a year or two older. She had a strong yet petit frame that really contrasted her position as a Sith Warrior, and with her orange skin, vibrant red eyes, and facial growths, not to mention her jet-black hair styled in a sort of spiky style, she had a sort of unique beauty to her. She didn't wear makeup, but she did have a few golden piercings. There was also a scar over her eye which was probably the result of a training injury.
I wonder when she got here.
"Thank you. You're the acolyte Overseer Tremel brought in special, right? Heading down in the tomb to show what you're made of?" Sergeant Cormun asked her before looking at me and asking, "And you must be one of the slaves Harkun brought in special, right? Here to prove yourself to the bloodthirsty overseers?"
I scowled and clenched my fist. I absolutely hate it when people call me a slave simply because I'm not a human or a pureblooded Sith! Idiots, the lot of them! I'm surrounded by idiots!
"I don't know what you've been told, but you've been misinformed. I am not, nor was I ever a slave. When I was barely two years old, my mother and I willingly joined the empire and have been citizens ever since." I growled, slightly baring my fangs as I was already nearing my wits' end from Harkun earlier.
Anakin scowled as he silently sympathized with Akarhi. There were some in the Jedi who would never see former slaves as anything than what they once were. Himself included, since he had to deal with people like that when he was learning the ways of the force back in the day. So, he could actually understand this Togruta's frustrations to an extent.
Plo-Koon grew concerned upon hearing those last lines, however.
"Akarhi and his mother willingly joined the Sith empire? Why would they do that?" he asked.
"Know this for certain, I do not. But find out eventually, I am certain we will. Yes." Yoda said.
"Ah, terribly sorry. I didn't mean to offend, but I've… I've had quite a long and, quite frankly, stressful assignment." Cormun said. "You see, I'm here commanding a hard target mission to eliminate K'lor'slugs in this tomb. They're horrific things… mouths bigger than your head."
I was certainly no stranger to K'lor'slugs, having fought some outside of the tomb. And from the look and scent of my fellow acolyte's weapon, she too has had to fight some of these things.
"I've lost three squads of good men fighting them. They come in packs, they just… they'll swallow a man whole." Cormun explained, mourning the loss of his men.
A lot of Jedi grimaced at the thought of those things. Yoda especially needed a moment to compose himself, as he recalled fighting those things back when he was still a young Padawan learner, and he nearly died due to being overwhelmed by sheer numbers. Had his master not arrived when he did, he would not be here right now.
"I'm certainly glad to have never encountered anything like those in my life. And I'll be forever grateful if I never come across them for the rest of my natural life." Obi-Wan said.
"Why Kenobi… that's not fear I smell, is it?" Maul asked, hoping to antagonize the object of his vengeance.
But Obi-Wan was having none of it.
"I know what you're trying to do, Maul. You're trying to provoke me, and it won't work." Obi-Wan said.
"We'll just see about that." Maul said quietly, turning his attention back to the screen.
"It would seem as though a change of tactics is required, Sergeant. Have you called for reinforcements?" my fellow acolyte asked.
"I have. And we did come up with a plan other than just muscling our way through the tomb. You see, the damn K'lor'slugs breed so fast that there's no way to wipe them out conventionally, so we started targeting their egg chambers. They went insane! We managed to get explosives to all of the egg chambers, but the K'lor'slugs were all over us before we could detonate them! And before you ask, we can't detonate them remotely because the walls are so thick, they interfere with any radio signals." Cormun explained, becoming angrier and angrier as he spoke of this plan.
Frankly, this whole situation made me angry, too. The empire's soldiers and resources were being wasted on this mission to exterminate these bugs that have infested the tomb of a mighty Sith Lord such as Ajunta Pall! It was clear to me that the instructions these soldiers were given made their tactics sloppy and inefficient! And I intend to rectify that.
"Sergeant, gather your troops and regroup with your reinforcements. Once they arrive, my fellow acolyte and I will lead the charge into the K'lor'slugs' nesting grounds and detonate those charges. You and your men will follow behind and provide cover fire. Keep those bugs off of us long enough for us to blow up their eggs and bury their nests!" I ordered.
The audience was surprised at how quick Akarhi was to take command of the situation, seeming to just slip right into this militaristic persona. He was like a seasoned general or a war veteran who was taking command of troops, having never forgotten what it was like to be at war and fighting alongside those troops for what you believe in.
"Now, there's someone who really knows how to rally the troops." Agen Kolar said.
"Yes sir! It will be done immediately!" Corman said, turning to his men. "Fall back and regroup, men! We've got Sith leading us now!"
"That was quite impressive of you, taking charge like that."
I turned and saw the Sith Pureblood woman looking at me with approval and a jovial smirk on her face.
"I must admit, I was surprised by your story back there when the Sergeant mistook you for a slave. Even I thought you were one until you cleared that up. How did you and your mother come to be part of the empire; might I ask?" she said with curiosity.
"That's kind of a long story, and this is not the time or the place to tell it. But let's just say that my mother got tired of the Jedi and decided to join the empire, taking me with her for my own safety." Akarhi said.
"I suppose she knew that the Jedi would eventually come for you due to your strength in the Force and take you from her, and she didn't want that. So she came to the empire where she could raise you without fear." the Sith Pureblood surmised.
While Maul and Savage laughed at the obvious dig at the Jedi, the Jedi themselves felt greatly offended by that statement… and yet they could not help but feel like it wasn't wrong.
Akarhi nodded and said, "Yeah, that's the short version, I guess. Ah, but where are my manners? I'm Akarhi Tano, and you are?"
The Sith Pureblood seemed to be uneasy about introducing herself for a moment and turned away. But after a minute, she spoke softly as she told me her name.
"Uru Kressh."
"No way! You're a descendant of Ludo Kressh? That's fucking awesome! I don't even know my own heritage of Force users aside from my own mother, so to hear that you're descended from the first true Lord of the Sith is simply astounding!" I fanboyed.
What can I say? I have a healthy curiosity when it comes to ancient history.
No one in the theater could stop themselves from laughing at how much of a fanboy Ahsoka's ancestor turned out to be. Not even Mace Windu or Ahsoka herself could hold in their laughter. Kit Fisto had been laughing so hard that he almost snorted soda out of his nostrils.
Uru seemed surprised by my words but smirked and put her hands on her hips.
"Thanks. It's nice to see that not everyone will run away from me just because of my heritage." she said.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, I knew that our conversation would need to be put on hold. So, I drew my vibroblade which prompted Uru to draw hers, and we marched forward into the tomb. The K'lor'slugs roared and charged as we advanced, but they were quickly cut down by me and Uru, and turned into shredded cheese by the soldiers and their blaster fire. Spinning on my heel, I cut down two K'lor'slugs as Uru jumped off my back like a springboard and actually ripped another one in half with her bare hands!
Even though they've all been exposed to the brutalities of war, the Jedi couldn't help but grimace at the sight of such gore. Padme looked like she was going to be sick.
"So uncivilized." mumbled Obi-Wan.
It didn't take us long to find the egg chambers, where the explosives were placed in key areas of the room that would cause it to collapse once they explode, putting an end to these wretched bugs.
"Troopers, cover us! We're going in!" Uru ordered as we charged.
Obviously, the K'lor'slugs tried to repel us, but Uru and I cut them down like they were nothing, especially when I used Force Lightning to burn the larger ones to a crisp. Uru landed and hit the button that would detonate the charges before ordering the troops to fall back. As the troops kept firing to keep the beasts in the tomb, we sprinted out of the chamber just as the bombs went off! The K'lor'slugs screeched as they and their brood were buried and crushed to death beneath the rubble of the former chamber.
The men were absolutely ecstatic! Everyone was cheering and hugging their fellow troopers, happy to know that their fellow soldiers didn't die in vain. Uru and I didn't interrupt. We'll just let them have this.
"That was outstanding work, My Lords! With your quick thinking and combat skills, the K'lor'slugs have been eradicated right at the source and not a single man was lost in this siege!" Sergeant Cormun said, more than happy about this job well done.
"It wasn't just us, Sergeant. You and your men were instrumental in taking down those bugs. But it's not over yet. There are still more K'lor'slugs infesting this tomb. So, let's continue on our way and finish the extermination of these pests." I ordered.
"Is anyone else a little weirded out by the fact that this Akarhi guy acts nothing like a traditional Sith?" Anakin asked.
No one said a word, but they silently agreed with him that it was pretty weird.
"Yes sir! We'll follow you all the way!" exclaimed Sergeant Cormun.
And so, Uru and I took point as we continued on through the tomb of Ajunta Pall picking off the remaining K'lor'slugs. Although, we did stop when one of the troopers noticed a body that didn't look like it was mangled by the K'lor'slugs. No, the wounds on this poor soldier were clearly the result of a blaster. I reached down and removed a datapad from the body and found an imperial edict. Apparently, there were tomb raiders looting the tomb for Sith artifacts and treasures. And that just made me sick! Such blatant disrespect for the dead!
Uru seemed to read my mind as she ordered the men to be on the lookout for the tomb raiders and to eliminate them all on the spot. But I amended that order and told them to try and take at least three of them alive. We could use them to find out where the rest of the tomb raiders are holled up. The graverobbers tried to fight back, but they were overwhelmed by our sheer numbers and the skill that me and Uru possessed. Eventually, we came to a pass that led to two different chambers and a stairway that led deeper into the tomb.
"Sirs, we captured three of these graverobbers. They're ready for your interrogation whenever you're ready." a trooper reported.
"Excellent, trooper. Take us to them." Uru ordered.
"Watch closely, brother. It appears as though we'll be seeing how the Sith of old interrogated their prisoners.
Savage nodded and kept his eyes on the screen.
The trooper saluted and we followed him to where the prisoners were kept at gunpoint. There were two men and one woman, all of them human, and despite being in such a position they remained defiant towards us.
"You can try all yer fancy tricks, but you ain't gettin' nothin' outta us!" one of the men said.
"Well, you can either talk to us or to the inquisitors. And I can't say the same for my lovely friend here, but I can assure you that I have a much sunnier disposition." I told them, really not wanting to do any interrogation right now.
Hey, gimme a break, it's been a long day.
"Get lost ya damn alien! You don't scare me, and neither do your inquisitors!" the same man snarled before looking at Uru in a lecherous manner. "But maybe if your pretty friend there spreads her legs for me like the good little whore she is, I may reconsider."
I felt my face morph into a snarl. If there's one thing in the world that I despise more than bigots and hypocrites, it's perverts like this guy. At least his two accomplices looked equally disgusted by what this ugly motherfucker said.
Needless to say, the ladies in the audience, plus Anakin, were absolutely disgusted by this guy. And though the rest of the Jedi didn't outwardly show it, they too were disgusted. At least now they know that Akarhi has morals even though he's training to be a Sith, crazy as that sounds.
When suddenly, he gasped in pain as he was stabbed through the heart by Uru. I have to admit, I wasn't expecting that. But I won't oppose to it either. Not in this case, at least.
"I dislike perverts on a good day, and he severely tried my patience." Uru said with a scowl. "So, unless you want to see what you two look like without your heads on your shoulders, then tell us what we want to know."
"Whoa, hey, look girl, we don't want any trouble! Neither of us liked him any more than you, and we told him that robbing a Sith tomb was a bad idea, but he wouldn't listen!" the woman said, panicking.
"We'll tell you where the rest of us are and where they're keeping all the stolen artifacts and treasures, just please spare us!" the remaining man said, his voice quivering.
Maul and Savage were both quite disappointed in this so-called interrogation. There wasn't any real interrogating going on at all!
"Well, that was anticlimactic." Savage said.
Maul just took a sip of water and sulked over the lack of interrogating. He wanted to see some painful interrogation, dammit!
"See to it that you do or rotting in a prison cell will be the least of your worries." I told him before turning to Sergeant Cormun and saying, "Make sure you get every last scrap of information you can out of them. If they've so much as touched a Sith relic, I want that information ready for the inquisitors."
"Yes sir, my lord! With these two being interrogated I think that we can finish clearing the tombs of any graverobbers and retrieve the stolen artifacts. I'll make sure to inform my superiors of your involvement and will make sure that both of you are compensated for your work. Thank you again." he said.
Uru and I bid farewell to the Sergeant and his men before returning to the fork in the road where we would have to take our trials separately.
"I suppose this is where we part ways." I said.
"For now, at least. I must retrieve a Sith Warblade from this chamber behind me." Uru replied. "You're an interesting sort, Akarhi. Perhaps our paths will cross again in the future as we complete our trials to become Sith."
I smiled and said, "I hope we do. You are as beautiful as you are deadly, and despite having known you for only a few… hours?... I enjoy your company."
Uru's face gained a slight dusting of red as she blushed at my words. But why would she…
"I said the part about you being beautiful out loud, didn't I?"
Uru simply smiled and nodded.
"OH, FOR FUCK'S SAKE!" I yelled.
The whole audience chuckled at that little interaction. It seems a certain Togruta casanova has a way with words without even meaning to.
I hate it when I end up doing stuff like that! Those were supposed to be my inner thoughts, but I guess my inny decided to become an outy! Uru laughed at my outburst, and I have to say, she has quite the lovely laugh.
We both took a moment to calm down and bid each other ado and entered our respective chambers as we parted ways. Walking into the tomb, I saw six acolytes in dark blue robes similar to that douchebag who shoved me earlier today practicing against training dummies. I ignored them and walked up the steps to an altar of some kind where I met an old man in brown robes. His skin was pale, his eyes bloodshot from being in this dimly lit tomb for so long, and he had gray hair and a beard. But despite appearances, I could sense that he was strong in the Force.
"So, that must be the hermit named Spindrall." Mace commented.
"He must be strong in the dark arts, then." Savage guessed.
"Ah, an alien acolyte. Unusual, but not unexpected. The empire is not kind to your people, but that will be an advantage, I think." said the old man, Spindrall. "You are here for your trial, yes? Learn the ways of the Sith from a doddering old man in a tomb. And hopefully to return to your master with the mark of my approval."
"Yes, my lord. That's right." I nodded.
"Of course it is. I know the way of things on the surface. But before I answer either way, you must pass a trial of blood. Survive, and I will teach you what I know." Spindrall said.
Ahsoka paled a little and asked, "Trial of blood?"
I simply nodded as the man resumed his meditation. Walking back down the stairs I wondered what he meant by trial of blood. At least until I found myself surrounded by the six acolytes who looked ready to kill me.
"Well, I can't say that I haven't been getting my exercise today."
I quickly drew my vibroblade and sent Force Lightning at one of the acolytes who had tried to jump me, flash frying him in an instant. Not giving the second acolyte a chance to retaliate, I quickly lopped his head off before blocking a sneak attack from the third acolyte. I kicked the fourth acolyte in the stomach before stabbing the third through the heart as he tried to charge at me with a downward slash of his own vibroblade. The fifth one I stunned by kicking him in his family jewels…
"OOOOOHHHH!"
There wasn't anyone in the audience who didn't wince and cross their legs in sympathy from seeing Akarhi brutally kick a guy in the crotch like that. Obi-Wan especially could sympathize with that, as when he was undercover, and he fought Anakin… let's just say his former Padawan does not play around.
"Force dammit! I don't even have nuts anymore, and I STILL felt that!" Maul exclaimed.
…Before hitting the fourth in the face with the pommel of my weapon and cutting him in half down the middle. I swiftly cut the fifth acolyte to pieces and fried the sixth one with my Force Lightning before he could try to do the same to me.
I was breathing hard from that, the fatigue from fighting a horde of K'lor'slugs and then a small army of graverobbers was still heavy, so adding this fight on top of that was not good for me. If I were any more exhausted, I'd have been a sitting duck when those acolytes attacked. Slinging my weapon across my back, I took a moment to regain my breath as I wiped the sweat from my brow and walked back up the steps where Spindrall stood, waiting for me.
"Excellent. These former acolytes wanted nothing more than to earn their second chance for glory by killing you and taking your place. But your desire proved stronger… and their blood became the mantle of your victory." Spindrall said as he handed me a hand carved stone tablet, which I feel is important in some way. "Well done. But you are not Sith yet."
Spindrall began to pace back and forth as he recited words that just made the Dark Side energy in the room much more noticeable. And to be honest, it unnerved me.
"Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, power. Through power, victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Force shall set me free. This is the Sith code. Commit it to your heart, and you will have the strength to crush your enemies. Do you understand?" asked Spindrall.
Maul shook his head and said, "Oh, the chains… the chains are the easy part. It's what goes on in the mind that's hard."
"You were lost for a time, my brother. But you have been restored by Mother Talzin." Savage said to his brother.
I simply nodded as I replied.
"Yes, I think I do. I must use my emotions to grow strong."
"Do not be timid. Humility is the attitude of a slave, not a Sith. Now go. Return to Harkun and nurture your hatred for him. And use your fear of him to grow stronger. He may raise his fist to strike, but it is Lord Zash who determines where the blow will land." Spindrall said.
I didn't really fear Harkun. Did I hate him? Maybe a little. I mean, we didn't exactly have the best first impressions. But there was one thing that I couldn't help but ponder out loud.
"But who controls Zash, I wonder?" I asked with a raised eyemarking.
"When you know the answer to that, you will have power over both your masters. Now go! Leave me to my rest." ordered Spindrall.
I gave a quick bow and proceeded to leave the tomb. I have what I came here for, and now it's time for me to get out of this tomb and find my way to the Sith Academy. I have many more trials ahead of me, and they're each going to be more difficult than the last.
Nobody really knew what to think after watching that first scene. On the one hand Ahsoka's ancestor is a Sith Lord. The ancient enemy of the Jedi. But on the other hand, he didn't act anything like the traditional Sith. They decided that it was too early for them to form an actual opinion, so they chose to keep watching and see just what happens with Akarhi.
***To Be Continued…***
Ending A/N: And so ends the first official chapter of this story. Ahsoka's ancestor has begun his trials to become Sith, and he seems to be a real casanova without even trying. I might turn the actual story part of this into a separate story of its own, once again based on the adventures of my character from SWTOR, but that remains to be decided. In the meantime, please don't forget to leave a review for this chapter, it really helps me to improve the stories that I write for you all. Thanks again for reading, and I'll see you all next time.
Sith Warrior OC Design
Name: Uru Kressh
Species: Sith Pureblood
Gender: Female
Body Type: 1
Head: 3
Scars: 13
Complexion: 1
Eye Color: Vibrant Red
Jewelry: 2
Cosmetics: 1 (No Makeup)
Hair: 46
Hair Color: Black
Skin Color: Orange