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The sounds of blades crashing against one another could be heard throughout the tomb of ancient Dark Lord of the Sith, Marka Ragnos. The blades were made from plasma, taking the familiar forms of colorful lightsabers protruding from their respective hilts. One lightsaber had the green color of a Jedi Consular, while the other was powered by the typical red Sith crystal.
The Jedi Consular was powerful in the Force, though not as powerful as some of the Jedi Masters sitting on the council. Her skill with a lightsaber was remarkable, despite her old age, and she was even using a double-bladed lightsaber, a weapon not many Jedi used. Her old body did often catch up to her in missions, making her more tired than usual. This was no different as sweat ran from her gray hair and onto her fair skin, soaking the simple brown robes.
Though quite younger than the experienced Jedi, the Sith extraordinarily gifted with the Force and his lightsaber skills equally matched his Jedi opponent. His youthful gave him more agility than the Jedi, and he used his physical features to instill fear into the Jedi Consular. It was not that hard, since the Sith carried the same traits of the ancient Sith race that ruled the old Sith Empire from over five millennia ago. To see a member of the Sith race would scare anyone. To add more to the fear, the Sith's black robe flowed down his body, contrasting that of the Jedi's own robes.
The Jedi Consular twisted her body to bring one of her green blades at the Sith's torso, but he swung his red lightsaber to parry the attack. The Sith proceeded with his own attack as he went for a down slash that would have split the Jedi in two if she did not block it with the other end of her weapon. Soon, the Sith felt the Jedi place a kick in his stomach, sending him staggering back a little as he let out a small grunt.
While the Sith recoiled from the kick, the Jedi saw it as an opportunity as she charged at him, this time going for a stab to his chest. It would have reached its mark if the Sith did not place his free hand in front of the tip of the Jedi's lightsaber and used the Force to make a small bubble. The Force bubble stopped the blow a few centimeters away from the Sith's hand, and he used his might to sent the green blade crashing into the ground.
The Jedi was caught off guard by the tactic, but she quickly improvised by thumbing one of the activation buttons, deactivating the blade impaling the ground. She went for a quick slash on her opponent, going for his head, but the Sith's red lightsaber intercepted the green blade. Then, the Sith used his might to swing both blades onto the ground. With the Jedi's blade underneath his, she was vulnerable, allowing the Sith to bring his weapon back for an attack.
Before the Sith had the chance to strike, the Jedi quickly slid a free hand down her hilt and as she brought the other end of her hilt. When she activated the other green blade, it blocked the Sith's, yet he did not stop, going for a quick slash at the side. The Jedi blocked the slashed with one end of her lightsaber and tried to bring the other one around to slice at her opponent's shoulder. Unfortunately, the Sith ducked his head low and stuck out his free hand to fire a storm of Dark Side energy in the form of electricity.
Spinning her lightsaber in front of herself, the Jedi was able to catch the lightning on her blades, which absorbed the Dark Side energies. However, the Jedi was too focused on the lightning to notice the Sith charging at her, his red blade brought back to strike at his foe. The Jedi raised one blade to block the attack, but the Sith continued his assault and it was not long for the Jedi to be on the defensive.
The onslaught of each strike forced the Jedi back when she tried to block them. The Jedi could sense the power of the Dark Side powering each strike that forced her back, and it was not long until she felt her back touching the sarcophagus that protected Ragnos' corpse. Seeing the Jedi cornered, the Sith stopped his assault and simply walked towards her slowly.
The Jedi breathed heavily as she tried to assess her current situation. She could feel her old body getting more tired, no matter how much her mind tried to tell her to fight on. Even with her abilities in the Force, her body prevented her from fighting at full force, while her opponent had his youth and power of the Dark Side that gave him the advantage. Still, the Jedi needed to end this duel quickly, or else she would be dead.
Quickly charging at her Sith foe, the Jedi slashed one end of her lightsaber at the Sith, which he parried, as the Jedi expected. She spun around on her heel to bring the other end of her weapon at the Sith's leg, an attack that he blocked with ease. Yet, the Jedi took the Sith by surprise by spinning her lightsaber around, sending the Sith's blade into the air, and the blade died as the Sith's lightsaber clattered on the floor.
The Sith brought his head back to the Jedi to see the tip of a green blade pointed right at his throat, making him come to a screeching halt. The Sith's yellow eyes stared at the elderly Jedi's grays with a slight irritation as he sensed a wave of relief and victory flowing from the Jedi. While the Sith did not have his lightsaber, he was far from unarmed.
Gathering the Force in both of his palms, the Sith unleashed a telekinetic wave that sent a surprised Jedi Consular back into the sarcophagus of Marka Ragnos. With the Jedi down for the moment, the Sith used his given time to use the Force to call his lightsaber to his palm as he charged at his opponent. The Jedi could see the Sith's red lightsaber springing to life, making her grip her own weapon with anticipation.
The Jedi gave one final charge, running towards the Sith and thrusting one end of her double-bladed weapon at him. It was deflected by the Sith's red blade, but the Jedi spun around, in hopes to strike her weapon on the Sith's right torso. She could feel the Force flowing through her weapon, giving her the precision she needed to strike. The Jedi believed her weapon would strike the Sith, bringing an end to the future threat of the Jedi Order.
She was wrong.
Instead of her weapon hitting its mark, the Jedi's green lightsaber was parried by the Sith's red blade, leaving the Jedi open for an attack. The Sith saw the opening and seized the opportunity before him, quickly thrusting his red blade at the Jedi's chest. When the red lightsaber met its intended target, the Jedi let out a gasp of pain as the Sith's blade penetrated her body and protruded from between her shoulder blades. The blades on the Jedi's lightsaber were extinguish as her grip on the weapon loosened, allowing it to fall onto the floor at the same time her body went limp.
A sense of victory washed over the Sith as he removed his red lightsaber from the Jedi's body, allowing the her to fall at his feet. The Sith's yellow eyes stared down at the lifeless face of the Jedi, whose life he just ended. Unfortunately for him, it seemed his victory was to be cut short.
"You have done well," a ghostly voice spoke.
The Sith felt a cold shiver run down his spine as he sensed a strange darkness emanating from the tomb. It did not take long for the Sith to recognize the owner of this Dark Side aura, for he was kneeling before the tomb. As he did, the ghostly form of Marka Ragnos emerged from his tomb and stood before the young Sith.
"It has been a long time since I spoke with another of my kind," the once-ruler of the Sith spoke. "Are there anymore of us?"
Instead of giving a vocal response, the Sith simply shook his head, and it proved to more than enough for Marka Ragnos as he momentarily gave a small scowl. To hear the Sith race was brought to near-extincting was in the least bit satisfying to the one who once ruled them but there was little to be done about what already happened.
Turning to the young Sith, Marka Ragnos took a small step forward towards the young Sith. "So you are the last of us," he spoke. "And that is why you are here, isn't it? You wish to rebuild the Sith Empire."
Again, the Sith did not speak as he gave a simple nod to the ghostly Sith Lord before him. Ragnos smirked at the young Sith's wordless response. "I commemorate you for your dedication," Ragnos commented, "but you will need more than my advice to accomplish your goal."
Ragnos could feel a small glimmer of hope and joy in the young Sith as he, no doubt, thought of bringing back the glory of the Sith race. But to do that, this Sith would need to be give the title of Sith Lord first. "Rise," Ragnos commanded as he raised his right hand.
The young Sith rose to his feet, and his yellow eyes stared into the dead sockets of Ragnos' phantasm form. "You are now the Dark Lord of the Sith," Ragnos spoke. "You will be given the power to bring back our empire to its former glory. Do you understand?"
The Sith nodded in compliance and Marka Ragnos returned it with his own nod. "From here on, you will have the bring the Sith race to its glory or to its end," Ragnos said. "I hope you use your power well." The last words faded away along with Ragnos' spiritual form, leaving the lone Sith in the tomb.
Many thoughts ran through the Sith's head as he replayed the events that occurred within the past few minutes. He defeated a Jedi, and he met the spirit of Marka Ragnos, who made him not just a Sith Lord, but a Dark Lord of the Sith. With that title, he could use it to unite anyone to his cause and bring back the Sith Empire. It would take time, but it could be done, and the Sith had all the time in the galaxy.
AN: This is just another SW idea I had. Please leave your thoughts in the reviews and if anyone is interested, please send a PM, or leave a review. Thank you.
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