Lost Legends 1: Kolus Salcar/Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Betrayal

3,639 BBY

''Kolus Salcar Screamed. Norre’s Dark eyes starred down at Kolus “You betrayed us! You aren’t worth anything!!! You tried to overthrow me, and now I will defeat you without a word. ''

''“What?” Kolus’ eyes widened as Norre took out his own personal lightsaber. The hilt was covered in blood. Kolus looked around; Heldin’s lifeless- and headless- body lay on the ground. ''

''“Ha ha! You finally get what you deserve!” Norre activated the Blade, cutting right into Kolus’ chest. Kolus saw the blade deactivate then blackness overcame him...''

Kalar woke up. He looked around; Heldin’s body wasn’t on the ground, Norre wasn’t standing over him and he was alive. Kalar quickly attached his lightsaber to his belt and ran out the door. Kalar arrived at Norre’s throne.

''This is no life for you... stop now when you still can!!!''

A voice echoed in Kalar’s head. Trying to stop the voice, Kalar clutched his head but to no avail.

''You are not this Sith, Kalar; you are a brave man named Kolus Salcar. ''

Kalar ran into Norre’s throne. The massive building stood over where once a great battle was fought. The battle lasted an entire month as Sith Renegades attacked a fleet of Mandalorians, who had crash landed one of their cruisers successfully. The Throne itself got its name from the leader of the Sith group- Darth Throan. The giant citadel stood where the Mandalorian cruiser once stood. On top of the massive mountain where the Throne was placed was a building like no other; its height was nearly as tall as the mountain itself and was based half way up the mountain. The name was given by Darth Drelin, who took over Throan’s empire after Throan died when a Mandalorian disguised as a Sith sliced the emperor if half. Drelin killed the assassin but Throan was beyond healable. Drelin built the citadel and named it after Throan but the massive structure that overlooked everything was named after Drelin; Drelin’s vengeance.

Since that time, Norre’s empire took over and cast out Drelin. Now, Norre was waiting to give Kalar his next assignment with Heldin.

Kalar walked up to the entrance of Drelin’s Vengeance. The gate opened up and the Sith walked in.

“Ah! Darth Kalar! I see that you are ready for today’s mission. You better be because Heldin is less patient then me.” Norre greeted Kalar with unusual sincerity. “Now, want you to get your interceptor ready. I trust that you repaired it after that business with that idiotic Jedi.” Norre stood up and signalled for Heldin to come forth. As Heldin Walked by Kalar, he quickly turned and activated his lightsaber, slicing off Kalar’s right hand.

“Aagh!” Kalar stepped back as Heldin deactivated his weapon.

Norre smiled, “You could have been a great asset, but you instead try to rally an army up against me!!!”

“What?” Kalar said as he clutched his arm. The lightsaber had cut just below the wrist, leaving Kalar with a forearm and a stub from what was left of his elbow.

“Don’t act so confused!” Norre shouted. He then turned to Heldin. “Kill him. Do it in any way necessary!”

Heldin activated his lightsaber and approached Kalar. “I should enjoy this!” Heldin raised his lightsaber up. Just as he was about to slice the blade across Kalar’s leg, Kalar turned and activated his lightsaber right through Heldin’s face.

Heldin screamed in agony but his dying body managed to make one last attack against Kolus; his lightsaber stabbed through Kalar’s leg, then deactivated as its lifeless owner collapsed, dead, to the ground.

“You will pay for that!” Cried Norre as he summoned his guards. “You think that you are so strong, but you’re weak. Darth Kalar, You’re dust under my feat, and I will destroy you!”

“You mean cowardly hide as your guards fight for you?” Kalar made his attack; leaping into the air, Kalar threw his lightsaber at Norre and then, using the Force, levitated for a brief second as he charged up a force burst. Kalar slammed to the ground, throwing the guards up as the massive amount of energy collected from Kalar’s attack ripped across the ground.

As Kalar looked up, he saw the guards limp bodies. He also noticed that his lightsaber had hit its target; the blade was imbedded right into Norre’s chest.

“You are a traitor...” Norre coughed as he summoned his last breaths. “I promise you this...” Norre looked up. His eyes twitched in pure agony. “...You will die...” Norre’s body slumped over.

Kalar looked at the limp, dead body. He reclaimed his lightsaber and quickly took care of the unconscious guards. As Kalar looked around, he noticed that Norre’s collection of Sith Holocrons had stumbled onto the ground. As he reached down to pick one up, small pieces of debris started raining from the roof. Kalar picked up the holocron and looked up; from his force blast, the structure was weakened and was beginning to collapse.

Kalar ran out the massive doors that led into the building. He was on his way to his Sith interceptor. He clutched his arm as the ran into the storage complex where his Interceptor was held. As he readied his fighter, a Sith marauder walked up to him.

“What are you doing here? You’re injured! Go report to medical bay!” The Marauder clutched his weapon.

“I suggest you leave.” Kalar clutched his.

“Come with me. You may be my Lord’s Right hand man, but you are too injured to be flying that!” The Sith pulled out his sword but one second too late as Kalar sliced his torso in half.

“I’d say that you need to go to medical bay.” Kalar smiled to himself. “You’re too weak to be here.” Kalar began climbing into his interceptor as he noticed that some other Sith had seen what he had done. He readied his weapon in his left hand as the Sith approached. As they approached, he walked towards them- limping as his injured leg had been stabbed.

“You fool! You just killed a marauder! Norre’s going to kill you!” A Sith that seemed to be leading the group snarled.

“He already tried. That’s why he’s dead.” Kalar quickly dropped his lightsaber and blasted the Sith with lightning; energy bolts of electricity produced by the force. The Bolts shot out of his hand. The leader flew back, crushing some other Sith. Kalar used the force to bring his dropped weapon back to his hands. He activated the weapon as the stunned Sith readied their lightsabers. Kalar dealt with them quickly but he was heavily outnumbered. Kalar started retreating to his fighter when one Sith lunged at him. The lightsaber stabbed him through his stomach. Kalar limped as he battled them. He disposed of the fighter who had stabbed him and worked his way through two assassin droids. Kalar crept into his fighter, closed the canopy and began lifting off.

As the Interceptor flew out of the Citadel, turrets began firing at him. He began using evasive manoeuvres but the guns heavily out-flanked him. Kalar’s ship was hit but not hard enough to stop it from leaving Korriban. As Kalar left the atmosphere, he began engaging his Hyperdrive which had been specially enabled with a prototype hyperdrive; the drive wasn’t near as powerful as a normal one but was mainly used for missions in areas too remote for a large fleet to attack.

The fighter disappeared in the void of space with an heavily injured pilot, no cargo, and no purpose.

Chapter 4: Revival

Kolus woke up. He was expecting himself to be in the cockpit of his interceptor but it seemed was lying on a table in a medical facility. He looked around; a nurse stood at a computer, completely unaware of him. She looked up from her screen.

“Oh! You’re finally awake! We thought you’d never wake up. You’ve been out for seven days!” The nurse got up and began pouring a green concoction into a cup.

“What... What happened?” Kolus asked as he began to sit up.

“What happened?” The nurse laughed. “You crash landed on Tython!” You had seemed battle-damaged so we fixed you up. The medical droids took hours to complete the surgery.

“I crashed?” Kolus look puzzled. “And I survived?”

“Of Course!” The Nurse looked at him oddly. “You were to injured from your battles, you nearly died!”

Kolus looked at himself; his arms had been replaced by a mechanical limb, he had a mechanical unit attached to his chest, which bore armour of that like a Republic Trooper.

“So, tell me; what happened?” The nurse came closer with the drink. Kolus noticed she wasn’t a nurse; it seemed she was dressed in robes of sorts.

“I... I was betrayed by the Sith. I killed their leader and... I was attacked. They nearly killed me. I managed to escape but not after receiving injuries...”Kolus finally recognized the robes to be that of a Jedi’s.

“Well, you’ll be in medical care for the next few weeks. I...”

“Where did you say I was again?” Kolus interrupted.

“Umm... well, Tython.” The Jedi thought for a second. “Are you force-sensitive? I thought I felt the force in you.”

“Yes. So was my... my...” Kolus remembered back to his battle with his father:

''“You have defeated me, but you are not my son. You will no longer be Kolus Salcar, just Darth Kalar.”''

Kolus remembered back to watching his father take his own life. It was the last contact with his past. “...My father.” Kolus finished the sentence.

“What was his name?” The Jedi turned around, suddenly more interested. “Is your name by any chance, ‘Salcar’?” The Jedi waited patiently for a response.

“I once was called that- at least until I joined the Sith and my name was changed, for about two years...” Kolus looked up. “You knew him?”

“Yes, he was my friend. He was sent on a freedom mission to Korriban to help rescue some slaves. He never returned, but the slaves did; they arrived on transports claiming that he had engaged a Sith Lord.” The Jedi turned up. “Was it you?”

“That wasn’t me!” Kolus leapt up and slammed the lady into the wall. In quick defence, she drew out her lightsaber and pointed it at Kolus.