Yoda Posted June 23, 2002 Share Posted June 23, 2002 Okay, this is a joint story written by myself and Majin Vegeta... so just sit back, and hopefully, enjoy. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Darth Chaos and Darth Mayhem, two sith apprentices, presented themselves before their Master. They were down on one knee, heads lowered, before the new master of the Sith, Darth Kahn. Normally, there would only be one apprentice, and eventually this law would stand, and they would be pitted against each other in a match for their master's favor. But their master found himself in a position where both his apprentices were very useful to him, and so he decided to overlook the sith law for the time being. Darth Chaos was a humanoid aged roughly 23 in human years. He was well built, with spiky brown hair, and had rugged good looks, though like every other sith humanoid, his skin had started to pale into a deathly white. He had been converted from the new Jedi order when he was 13, succumbing to the power of the dark side, under the persuasion of Darth Kahn, who had always kept an eye on him, noticing his great potential as a warrior. Darth Mayhem, unlike both his master, and his fellow apprentice kneeling next to him, was a Zabrak, also 23 in human years. Upon study of a sith holocron one day, Darth Mayhem found files on the Sith Lord known as Darth Maul, who?s utmost dedication to the sith teachings had made him an exceptionally powerful sith, despite being so young. Darth Mayhem, as a tribute to his fellow Zabrak, had intricate sith tattoos all over his body, identical to those of Darth Maul?s. He has piercing yellow eyes, and is slightly taller than his fellow apprentice. He had been under the tutelage of Darth Kahn ever since he could remember, and has always been completely loyal to his master, never questioning his motives. Darth Mayhem had not felt the need for another apprentice when Chaos arrived, and since then his determination has grown, possessed on proving he is the superior apprentice. ?Rise, my friends? said Darth Kahn. Immediately the two apprentices rose to their feet, and looked up at their master. He swiveled around in his large chair, his pale, lifeless hands gripping the arms of his chair. Much of his face was shadowed by the hood he wore on his face, the only ever present feature was his eyes, lifeless, yet full of ambition, power, and greed. Darth Mayhem had remembered when he was a child, looking into those eyes, and nearly being petrified into paralysis. His master had always been terribly harsh on him, but Mayhem respected his every action without question, Mayhem knew his master had only done it to drive into him the discipline and determination which he now had. Darth Mayhem had very little memory of life before he was in the emperor?s teaching. He knew he was from Iridonia, and that he was not always called Darth Mayhem?but that didn?t matter to him, all that mattered was serving his master. ?Lord Mayhem, Lord Chaos, you have both pleased me greatly. Your mission to kill the Republic general?s on their base on Yavin 4 was a complete success. Even the Jedi, including Luke Skywalker, were unable to sense your presence. And now, I have new tasks for you both.? Darth Mayhem lowered his head. ?We are but tools to use at your disposal, my master.? A thin, dry smile spread across the face of Darth Kahn. In most ways, he saw Darth Mayhem as the perfect acolyte. Obedient, powerful, filled with hatred and anger... he would one day rise to be an almighty sith. His problem though, was his pride. Although he followed his masters every command as law, he always felt that most jobs were not fit for his level of skill?he was right enough to say that, both he and Darth Chaos has demonstrated unusual talents. [I]Soon[/I], though Kahn. [I]Soon you will get the challenges you seek, worthy of your skill.[/I] Darth Kahn saw Chaos differently though. He would obey his master, though he would often voice his opinion where it was not desired, and anger his master. He was the sort of apprentice that would attack his master as soon as he thought he was strong enough to destroy him. That was his problem, his arrogance. Darth Kahn could see it now, clear as day. Darth Chaos drawing his light sabre out on his master, only to have it met by another light sabre? though not Darth Kahn?s sabre, No, but the sabre of his other apprentice, Darth Mayhem. That was how much they differed. [I]Chaos seeks power by rank, while Mayhem seeks power by obedience[/I], Kahn thought. ?Lord Chaos, step forward.? Darth Chaos stepped forward, again dropping to one knee, and lowering his head. Mayhem kept his gaze motionlessly forward, showing his tremendous discipline. ?My friend, I wish for you to go to Tatooine. There you must go to Kishna the Hutt, destroy him, and retrieve the holocron he has in his possession. That holocron is very important to me, you must not fail.? Darth Chaos bowed his head further, signaling that he understood his task. He now looked up to meet the gaze of his master. ?If I may ask, my master, what is on that holocron?? The thin smile on Kahn?s face turned to a contemptuous scowl, as his eyed the sith kneeling before him with infuriation. ?That is my business, and my business alone, Lord Chaos!? the words seemed to lash from Kahn?s tongue. ?If I required for you to know, I would tell you. Now go!? ?Yes master, I am deeply sorry.? Darth Chaos got back up to his feet, but kept his head lowered as he backed out of the room. He knew that he had been beaten; any further disobedience would mean serious punishment for the apprentice. Never the less, both Darth Mayhem and Lord Kahn could feel the anger swell inside him, as he left the room. ?Lord Mayhem, come, my friend.? Darth Mayhem stepped forward, lowering his head. ?I am at your command, my master.? ?I have a very important job for you my friend. A rebel team has invaded the Sith Mausoleum on Korriban. I will not have our sanctum defiled by their filthy presences any longer. You must remove them from the mausoleum, by any means necessary.? ?It will be done as you command, my master.? ?And remember? said Darth Kahn. ?Any person found in the mausoleum when you arrive, must be killed and burned in the crematorium as sacrifices, as says the ancient laws of the sith.? Darth Mayhem bowed low, then turned and proceeded to leave the room of his master?s throne room on Coruscant. The huge iron doors to the throne room were force controlled, to thick and heavy to open by pushing, or even by hauling a battering ram into. It was exceptionally difficult to open by anyone who wasn?t attuned to the force to a great degree, which, of course, Chaos and Mayhem were. Darth Mayhem held out his arm, the air shimmered around him, as a tendril of dark energy was thrown from his hand, slamming into the huge iron doors, and throwing them open with an immense force. He marched through, reaching out with the dark side of the force, sensing the shimmering force patterns of his master, and his fellow apprentice. Obviously, the essence of Darth Kahn?s power was far greater than that of his fellow apprentice, for two reasons. The first was that Darth Chaos was getting progressively further away, as he was now out in space aboard his ship; the second reason was that Darth Kahn completely outclassed Chaos anyway, as he did Darth Mayhem. Mayhem proceeded down the mutedly lit passageway, his cowl resting perfectly upon his head and Iridonian horns. He reached the end of the passage way, where the turbo lift was open and waiting for him. Stepping inside, he stared out of the view port at the rear of the lift, out into the landscape of Coruscant. Its endless rows and lanes of air traffic that extended over the horizon in every direction. Its towering buildings, some of which tall enough to scrape Coruscant?s atmosphere, extravagant and luxurious at the tops of the buildings, but at the surface, it was terribly run down, dwelled in only by beggars, crime lords, and street gangs. Some places on the surface, such as the Crimson corridor, only received a few minutes of sunlight every day. [I]Not that it matters[/I], thought Mayhem. [I]Soon this planet and every other will be under the control of him and his master, and Darth Chaos would be dead, as would the Jedi, I will make sure of it.[/I] Darth Mayhem had never hidden it, he had always displayed a hostile personage to everyone except his master, and that included Darth Chaos. Mayhem couldn?t wait for the day when he instructed them to battle, so there would only be two, a master and an apprentice once again. Mayhem would make sure he wouldn?t lose that fight. [I]Then, it will just be my master and myself once again[/I], though Mayhem, a grim, thin smile spreading across his face. The thought of finally destroying his 10 year rival had brought an urge of excitement and joy to the normally emotionless Zabrak. Chaos and Mayhem had only mock sparred once, and that was the most intense battle either of them had ever been in. [I]But still, I came out on top, and the next time we fight will be no different.[/I] Thought Mayhem, as apprehension swelled inside him. He had an almost undeniable urge to chase after Chaos in his own ship, follow him to Tatooine, and battle him there. ?No, I must do as my master asks of me.? Mayhem told himself, as he calmed himself, becoming one with the dark side once again. The turbo lift suddenly stopped with a loud hiss, and a ?ping?. The golden curved doors spread open, and Darth Mayhem walked through, into the hanger. There was space for barely more than Mayhem?s and Chaos? ships in the hanger, even though the ships were no bigger than a basic cruiser. Mayhem?s ship greatly resembled the Sith [I]Infiltrator[/I], but its durasteel body work was a sleek black, instead of the old silver model. It rested on the hanger floor, in perfect condition, untouched by anyone except Mayhem, and without a single scratch. Lord Kahn had given it to Mayhem as a gift 3 months ago, after he had successfully destroyed 3 Jedi that had discovered his masters domicile. He had destroyed them with such speed, as he had to, he couldn?t let them get back to Luke Skywalker on Yavin IV. He remembered the conflict perfectly, down to the last detail. He had caught up to the 3 Jedi in a hanger on the East side of Coruscant just as they were about to depart. Two Jedi had stayed back to battle him, they had instructed the third to get to Yavin IV as quickly as possible, and go straight to Skywalker to tell him the news. The Jedi were of course, no match for Mayhem?s exceptional skills. Normally he would had taken his time, and enjoyed the fight, but in that fight he had no time, and so within a few minutes both Jedi had been destroyed. His next task was to find an adequate ship in which to pursue the third Jedi. One had caught his attention almost immediately. It was undoubtedly a bounty hunters ship, and not a bad one to boot. He also knew that a bounty hunters ship of this quality would have many defense mechanisms in place to get rid of intruders. He had reached out using the dark side of the force, and disengaged or neutralized every trap before he had boarded. As he had estimated, the ship was very impressive, and easy to pilot. He had caught up with the Jedi?s ship within around 15 minutes, just as the ship was preparing to jump into hyperspace. In an all out offensive, Mayhem had let out a flurry of laser cannon blasts, proton torpedo?s, and seismic charges. The Jedi?s ship had torn to pieces, sipped in half by the seismic charges, then blasted into no more than chunks of durasteel by the torpedoes. Upon returning to Coruscant, he encountered the bounty hunter whose ship he had borrowed. It had been returned in exactly the same condition as he had left it? he had even reset the defense systems; it only needed to have its weapons reloaded. But still, the bounty hunter would have none of it. Mayhem could have killed him, but he simply put a mind spell upon the angry bounty hunter, and left. When he had returned to his master, this ship had been waiting for him. The hatchway at the back of the ship opened, hissing as the pressure inside and outside the vessel leveled out. Without any hesitance, he proceeded aboard his ship. The air tight hatch at the rear of the ship closed behind Mayhem as he entered. Soon after, the main thruster engines started up with a low hum, progressively getting higher n pitch at they warmed up. The secondary thrusters kicked in soon after, with a quiet car engine type sound, which could barely be heard over the humming. Mayhem?s ship, [I]The Obliterator[/I], lifted off the ground, and rotated towards it desired direction as it slowly rose up out of the hanger. It left the hanger, appearing in the congested air of Coruscant. The thrusters gave a burst of power, launching the Obliterator above the skyline, and into the orbit of Coruscant. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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