Phantom Rebellion
Chapter 129 Tales of the Past
By: Major144
Disclaimer: I don't own anything this is just a story for fun.
Deep in space aboard the Dagger, Fright Knight had just finished a sparring session with Vid, Download, and Thrash. It had been a good session and Fright Knight was both impressed and pleased with his team's combat skills and teamwork. Fright Knight felt fairly confident that he and his unit could take down the likes of Phantom, the Jedi that was seen working alongside Phantom and the Rebels, Wraith, and Vlad when the time came. Clockwork on the other hand would require more assistance and maybe even the aid of Darth Vader. A part of Fright Knight didn't want to take Wraith down, since she was young, showed promising skills, and could be a great asset to the Empire.
"Excuse me, sir, but I have to ask. How did you become such a great fighter?" Asked Vid.
"I suppose I was born into it." Said Fright Knight thinking about his past.
10 years ago, Planet Muza, gladiator arena.
A young man simply known as Number 12 wearing nothing more then rags and an old helmet fought fiercely against other men, aliens, and beast in the arena. He had been brought to the arena as a slave and had been forced into many battles to the death. Now he was in a free for all against all the other slaves and fighters. Number 12 stabbed and slashed at everything that got near him, until he was the only one left standing and breathing.
"Most impressive." Said a deep voice from behind Number 12.
Number 12 turned to see a tall man dressed in black armor wearing a masked helmet and cape. He had no idea who the man was, but his mere presence filled Number 12 with fear and dread. Number 12 had faced many fighters and beasts, yet none of them had filled Number 12 with fear like the man in black. The man in black was an apex predator and Number 12 knew that if he fought this man, he would surly die. Yet despite his overwhelming fear a small part of Number 12 felt excited about facing someone like the man in black and if he was going to die he was going to die fighting.
Number 12 gripped his sword tightly with both hands and let out a mighty yell as he charged forward swinging his sword at the man in black. The tall man produced a strange blade of red light and swung forward and slashed it at the oncoming sword slicing right through it! The blade clattered to the ground and Number 12 fell onto his back stunned. The man in black pointed his weapon at Number 12's throat and Number 12 glared up at him refusing to show fear, even though he was deeply afraid of the man in black.
"You were afraid of me, yet you attacked. I admire your courage and skill. It would be a shame to kill you. I could use someone like you. I can sense a connection in the Force from you. If you were to call me master and swear allegiance to me, I could train you and turn you into so much more. " Said the man in black.
"I swear my allegiance to...you. Master." Said Number 12.
The man in black put away his weapon.
"Good. From this day forth, you will be called Fright Knight and you will call me, Master Vader."
"Yes, Master Vader." Said the man formally known as Number 12.
The present.
"Ever since then, I have been trained by both Vader and the Empire to become one of the best Inquisitors." Said Fright Knight.
"Quite a story. My team and I are honored to serve you." Vid.
"And I'm honored to have your assistance. Soon we shall rid the Amitrax System of the Rebels and Vlad." Said Fright Knight.
"Yes sir." Said Vid.
In another part of space aboard the ship Leviathan, Vlad was in his training hall with Wraith teaching her a important lesson.
"Apprentice there comes a time, when you must be absolutely ruthless and cruel to both win and survive. It is how I'm still alive today and how I required my current position in the Empire." Said Vlad.
19 years ago Planet Casper outskirts
Vlad Plasmius along with a few other Jedi were hiding out in a building as they heard the approaching footsteps of Clone Troops outside. The little group consisted of three male humans, one female Rodia, one female Twi'lek, and one male Mon Calamri. They had all survived Order 66 and managed to escape being killed, but now the Clone Troopers had tracked them down. The little group of Jedi planned to make a stand against their hunters and try and escape. Vlad on the other hand had a different plan to survive. It was going to be a very underhanded plan, but Vlad was determined to live through this and not stick to the ideology of the dying Jedi Order.
The Clones blasted their way into the building and pointed their weapons at the Jedi. The Jedi activated their lightsabers and prepared to fight, but before any of them could do anything, Vlad stabbed his lightsaber through the chest of one of the human Jedi instantly killing him! The sudden violent action caught all the Jedi and Clones completely by surprise and all they could do was stare. Vlad yanked his lightsaber out of the dead Jedi and sliced it across the chest of the female Rodian Jedi knocking her to the ground dead. The other Jedi recovered and quickly attacked Vlad.
Vlad deflected the blows from the human male Jedi and the male Mon Calamri. The Twi'lek female leaped into the air behind Vlad and strike him from behind, but Vlad stuck his hand up and used the Force to knock her out of the air and slam her into a wall. The Mon Calamri tried to stab Vlad with his lightsaber, but Vlad sidestepped him and stabbed him in the gut before pulling his lightsaber out. The man charged at Vlad as the Mon Calamri dropped to the ground dead. Vlad blocked the attack as well as an attack from the Twi'lek that had recovered.
"Why are you doing this?!" Demanded the man.
"I will do absolutely anything to survive." Said Vlad.
"Only the Sith work in absolutes!" Spat the Twi'lek as she lunged at Vlad.
Vlad used the Force to push the Twi'lek back into the man causing his lightsaber to stab the Twi'lek in the chest and kill her! Before the man could pull his lightsaber out of his dead comrade, Vlad closed the distance and sliced the man's head off! Both dead Jedi collapsed to the ground. Vlad faced the Clones, deactivated his lightsaber, and raised his hands in the air.
"I'm no longer with the Jedi Order. I swear allegiance to the Empire." Said Vlad.
The Clones looked at one another and then one Clone contacted his superiors telling them what happened and a call was made to the Emperor himself. A Clone Captain stepped forward with a hologram projector displaying a hologram of the Emperor and held it before Vlad.
"I have been told that you, Vlad Plasmius have just killed five of your fellow Jedi and now you wish to serve the Empire." Said the Emperor.
"I do. I'm willing to do anything to prove my loyalty." Said Vlad.
"Even kill more of your fellow Jedi?" Asked the Emperor.
"Yes. I would gladly exterminate the remains of the Jedi Order for you." Said Vlad.
"Good. Good. I shall allow you to live. Serve me well Plasmius and I shall give you great power." Said the Emperor.
"Thank you sir." Said Vlad with a bow.
The present.
"You see, Wraith the Jedi and there ideals were doomed to die and fail. They lacked the creativity and cunning that both I and the Emperor had. Now I'm a general in the Imperial Navy and I have control of the Amitrax System, while the few Jedi that remain are living in hiding and aiding pathetic groups like the Rebels. It's only a matter of time, until we wipe them out. Do you understand what I'm getting at." Said Vlad.
"Yes master. I will use my cunning to get Phantom to join us or I will use my cunning to end him and his allies." Said Wraith.
"Good girl." Said Vlad.
To be continued.