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Korriban. It had been so long since I last step foot on the birth place of the Dark Lords of the Sith. Years ago, I once stood on this planet with my old master, an old Zabrak who took me as a young child. He taught me the ways of the Dark Side, taught me how to control power-real power-in my hands before I struck him down and took the title of Dark Lord. It was on Korriban where I began my new life as a Lord of the Sith, so I thought it be fitting to bring one whom I believed would become my apprentice.

The ends of my black cloak was blown in the air by a gust of wind that past over me and into the stone statues. I looked to see the ancient Sith statues placed near the tombs of the ancient Sith Lords who existed many centuries before my birth. The Valley of the Dark Lords, the resting place of the Dark Lords of the Sith. The Dark Side permeated the air of the Valley and I enjoyed its presence with every second I remained on the planet. However, I knew I was not here to simply bask in Korriban's former glory.

Turning around, my sickly yellow eyes came across my companion whom I had brought with me to Korriban. A young female, no more than an adolescent, stood before me, dressed in a black cloak similar to that of mine. She was a candidate, but she was not like any other I had encountered. Then again, no one else had encountered her kind for over a millennium.

Her crimson red skin stood out almost matched the color of Korriban's rocky desert and the long strands of brown hair blew in the wind. Her eyes carried the same sickly yellow color my own eyes had. But what stood out the most was Dark Side that burned inside of her like a raging fire. All the signs revealed to me as to what she was: a Pureblood Sith.

The Purebloods were the original natives of Korriban, who were enslaved by former Jedi exiled from the Order. Those Jedi became the Lords of the Sith and they interbred with the Sith species, creating a long line of Sith Lords. For centuries, the Sith race was believed to have been destroyed. Well, my companion proved that wrong.

It was hard to imagine. The last Pureblood Sith in existence. And she was standing before me right now.

I found this one scouring for food in the frozen waste of Ziost. Any family and friends had been taken by the bitter weather, leaving her alone on the planet. For days, I watched her, studied her carefully. This one carried the blood of the Dark Side inside of her, as did her ancestors.

When I eventually approached the girl, I learned everything. She was the descendant of Sith survivors who escaped the Republic over a millennium ago. The Jedi had almost tracked them down, and they would have if the survivors didn't hide on Ziost. In return, I gave her knowledge of the galaxy beyond the frozen waste. Of course, she was more than angry against the Jedi when I told her of what happened to the Sith race.

I spread arms out wide like a performer would to an audience. "Welcome Reca, to Korriban!" my voice boomed.

Reca, the Pureblood Sith, turned her gaze away from and began scanning the entire Valley of the Dark Lords. I could see the awe twinkle in her eyes at the sight of the ancient tombs of Sith Lords. To my knowledge, she obviously had been told stories of the old Sith Lords who held vast amounts of power.

However, it was not that long until the awe turned into confusion when she returned her sight to me. "Where are the other Sith?" she questioned. "Where are yours armies?"

I did not hesitate to answer that. "There are no other Sith," I told her. "There is only the master and the apprentice. That is the Rule of Two as Darth Bane made it."

The skepticism rose inside of Rena as she pushed on her questions, "Only a master and apprentice? How will you destroy the Jedi Order, then?"

"The Jedi do not know our existence. They believe us to be all destroyed," my pride filled my voice with every word I uttered. "From the shadows, we can strike at the Jedi bring their order toppling down!"

Much to my dismay, a snort left Rena's mouth. "It is flawed. The Sith are meant to hold power and show it, not to hide and cower. This order doesn't continue the teachings of the old Sith Lords," she spat.

"Bane's order was never meant to preserve the Sith traditions," I shot back, the irritation erasing the pride in my voice. "It was meant to turn the Sith into a lethal weapon and destroy the Jedi. Nothing more, nothing less."

The Pureblood Sith's eyes stared at me, both yellow orbs wide with protest. "But the old ways…"

I cut her off before she could continue. "The old ways included multiple Sith Lords stabbing themselves in the back and thus they were constantly destroyed by the Jedi!" my voice rose over hers, and it made her shut her mouth. Satisfied with my small victory, I continued, "Bane realized that flaw and he sought to reduce the Sith to two. The Rule of Two was made the perfection of the Sith, and it will accomplish more than what any Sith empire could."

After I said my piece, I remained silent and awaited for the Pureblood Sith to reply. She simply stared at me with an intense hatred for many moments. Finally, she asked, "So why have you brought me here?"

I felt my lips curve into a smile. "Korriban is where the Sith Lords were born. Here, the history of the ancient Dark Lords of the Sith lies. And with it, immense power." I gestured a hand to the many tombs placed that housed the corpses of previous Sith Lords. "You may take what you can use against the Jedi," I told her. "You may find scrolls and rituals but you will not know how to control them. The power will simply consume you."

Rena stared at me with much skepticism. "And you can control that power?" The skepticism in her voice matched the skepticism on her face.

All I did was simply smile. "Precisely," I answered. "I can show you the path of true power. Only through me, will you have the chance to destroy the Jedi."

"And if I say no?" she continued.

I took my steps towards the Pureblood Sith, the smile never leaving my face. My slow strode towards Rena startled her and she took a step back in fear of me, expecting some kind of pain to be inflicted upon her. But I was no simple-minded Sith Lord who used brutal strength.

I brought my feet to a halt right in front of Rena, and I looked down at her smaller form. My eyes focused on her face as I teacher would to a students. "Then you may go. You may leave Korriban and attempt to destroy the Jedi on your own, however," my lips returned into a straight line and I brought my face close to hers, "can you really face thousands of an entire order on your own with such little knowledge?"

Once again, Rena's mouth remained shut and her mind lost in her thoughts. She knew, as I did, that if she did attempt to avenge her lost brethren, the Jedi would simply overwhelm her. They would not hesitate to destroy the last Pureblood Sith in existence, completing the genocide of the Sith that started at the end of the Great Hyperspace War. All of her efforts would have been for naught.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I called out, "Your answer?"

Rena's yellow eyes met mine and I could tell she finally came up with a decision. She felt onto one knee and her head bowed in respect. "I will do as you command... master."

I felt a grin spread across my face as I unfolded my arms. "Very well, my apprentice. Let us begin your training."

AN: I've had this idea for a few days, so I thought I put it down. Basically, a Sith Lord of Darth Bane's Order finds the last Pureblood Sith in existence and offers her to become his apprentice. I wanted to this take place centuries before the rise of the Galactic Empire, so let's say 800 BBY to 500 BBY. The story is of the Pureblood Sith rising to power, told through the perspective of her master.

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