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Using the Force to sense which direction she was going, the Exile navigated through the maze of trees and grass. She was not sure how long she was in this tropical jungle, but it did not matter as long as she followed the trail of Force energy to the temple. Still, the Exile unconsciously placed her hand close to her lightsaber hilt, in case she was to be ambushed by something, or someone.
Soon, the Exile found herself out of the maze of lush trees and her eyes fell upon the large structure of Rakatan Temple that was situated upon flat, green terrain. Surrounding the Temple were ruins of large obelisks and other structures that laid across the landscape, but they were also accompanied with corpses that were dead for years. The Exile recognized some of the corpses as dead Mandalorians, judging from the armor and their weapons.
Ignoring the corpses, the Exile focused her attention towards the structure in front of her as she walked towards the Temple. She felt the familiar presence of the Dark Side, which caused her to unhook her lightsaber hilt from her belt, but the blade remained extinguished. The Dark Side energy the Exile sensed did not come from the temple in front of her, as she assumed, but from somewhere else. There was another presence, which was different than the darker one. It was almost familiar.
The Exile thoughts froze when she heard the sound of light footsteps and rubble moving, making her twist her head towards one of the fallen obelisks. She did not see anything there, but noticing a mysterious shadow over her, the Exile looked up to see a shadowy person about to land on top of her. What surprised the Exile was that this person had a red lightsaber gripped in both hands, ready to strike at her.
Quick on her feet, the Exile rolled away in time to avoid the red lightsaber blade as it hit the grassy plain instead of her flesh. After rolling away from the attack, the Exile got up into a crouch and pressed the button on her lightsaber hilt, activating the cyan blade. Standing up, the Exile got a good look of her attacker and was surprised at what she saw.
Her attacker was male and over the black robes on his body, the person wore black armor comprised of a black breastplate on his chest as well as gauntlets and boots on his forearms and legs, respectively. The person's face was turned away from the Exile, but from what she could see, the Exile noticed her attacker had black hair on his red-skinned head. When the Exile's attacker stood up straight, he turned his face towards the Exile, allowing her to see his red skin, yellow eyes, snarling teeth, and tendrils coming from his cheekbones.
It was then, the Exile realized who she was fighting: a member of the Pureblood Sith, who were thought to have been extinct since the Great Hyperspace War. The same Sith who hid in the Unknown Regions of space, and the same Sith who Revan went off to face.
This Pureblood Sith was not the only one present as the Exile saw three others joining the Pureblood. Each one wore an identical outfit that the Pureblood Sith wore, and they all had the same yellow eyes and red blades, allowing the Exile to recognize them as Sith. Two of them were human-one male and one female-and the other was a red-skinned Zabrak male.
AN: That's all I have. Please leave your comments in the reviews, and if you have any criticism, please let it be constructive! Now, this story is NOT up for adoption. Thank you.
Raika out!