Lost Legends 1: Kolus Salcar/Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Birth of a Sith

Outer Rim Territories: 3,664 BBY

The damaged Republic shuttle came out of hyperspace just over the planet of Korriban. Its navigation systems had shut down and the Life Support was in need a repair. The shuttle hadn’t purposely come out of hyperspace: the engines had blown and the shuttle needed to stop immediately. It was unfortunate to the passengers onboard because Korriban was a Sith planet. The reason the passengers were on the shuttle was to escape the Sith that had invaded their planet. Those passengers went by the last name of Salcar. Bay and Salma Salcar were ordinary citizens from the planet of Lisal and when the Sith forces invaded their planet, they decided that the planet was getting too dangerous to live on. They called for a shuttle which broke through the Sith blockade without damage but when it left, three hits to the port side and one to the stern side started to cripple the ship. Without using a navigation system, the Republic Shuttle jumped into hyperspace heading off into an unknown region. Unfortunately for them, they had just landed themselves on Korriban; the Sith’s base planet.

Korriban`s gravity was heavier than usual and the pilot seemed to be having difficulty with the controls. The shuttle was burning up in the atmosphere quickly and if the pilot wanted any chance of surviving or even making it to the surface, he was going to need to think quickly. Bay unfastened his buckle and walked to the comlink.

“What’s happening up there?!” Bay shouted. As the pilot turned around, the cockpit suddenly burst into flames, sending Bay hurdling down to the ground. The shuttle was falling uncontrollably to the surface. Salma leapt to her feet and ran to the emergency hatch where she grabbed a single emergency jetpack. She strapped it on and secured the safety buckles. Bay crawled to his feet and grabbed onto Salma as she walked to the neck where the cockpit should have been, if it hadn’t of burnt up. They looked at each other and without hesitation, they leapt. The air blasted them as they began their long decent. When the time was right, Salma activated the Jetpack. The momentum of the two passengers was too great for the pack which was only slowing down their rate of decent, but not actually stopping them. The two braced for impact as they neared the ground. They hit the ground hard, both of them either braking or spraining their legs. A Sith Guard, who had spotted their ship, saw that they had both landed and started running over to them, blaster in hand. He walked over to them and noticed that they had survived.

“Get up!” he demanded them. “You will come with me. If you resist, I will kill you both.” The Guard stepped back as the two dragged themselves up from the ground. “I think you two will make excellent workers on our mine.” He turned around and started walking. His two prisoners slowly followed him, limping every step of the way.

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Korriban: 3,649 BBY

15 Years had gone by and Bay and Salma were working as slaves in a Sith mine that dug up material to build the giant statues and temples that the Sith dwelled in. They were working with their 14 year old son, Kolus. They all worked until the darkness filled the air, and then went to their slave quarters were they received a minimum amount of food and headed to their small bunk room. Bay and Salma were constantly scheming to escape the planet, but usually their plans ended when safety was put to mind. Even through the hardships, Bay was working on his best plan. One he knew would work. Every night, he’d plot out his course and take note of where to night guards stood. After the end of a month, Bay had finally noticed a 6 day rotation. From there, Bay would usually try to find the best possibly route to the spaceport that Lay only 3 kilometres south of the slave quarters. Finally, after 12 hard years of work, Bay had come up with his final plan. If this plan failed, there’d be no going back.

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Korriban: 3,648 BBY

“Come on Kolus!!!” Shouted Bay as they ran from the slave quarters. The Sith guards were in pursuit, but their heavy armour was slowing them down. Bay grabbed Salma and carried her as they raced across the mountainous landscape. Kolus climbed over a rock and ducked down as two blaster shots hit the ground near him. Bay had to stop carrying Salma as he was exhausted and needed a rest. He dove into a cave and hid from the Sith guards. He watched as they ran by, chasing Kolus. He pulled out a weapon he had hidden for years: a lightsaber. He had found the weapon while digging in the mine. He assumed that it was from an old Sith lord but he couldn’t be sure. He leapt up and charged at the guards. He activated the glowing gold blade as he sliced down a guard. The other guard turned around and fired. Bay, not knowing how to use a lightsaber properly, ducked behind a rock as the guard rained fire upon him.

Kolus was sneaking up from behind the guard. The guard seemed unaware but Kolus was carrying a sharpened dagger he had been working on over the years. As the guard relentlessly fired at Kolus’ father, Kolus took the dagger and stabbed it through the guards armour. The guard stumbled and fell back on a hard rock. Bay deactivated his lightsaber and ran over to Kolus.

“Thank you my son. I think it is time we left this dreary place forever!” Bay started running and Kolus followed. The family ran to the Spaceport and bay managed to convince a pilot to lend him his transport star ship. As the three ran into the ship, Bay took the controls and started the engines up. The ship lifted off the ground just as the hatch closed.

As Bay piloted the ship out of the Spaceport, a Sith hunter waited in the shadows with his Sith interceptor parked behind him. He readied his gear and boarded his Interceptor. He followed them, leaving enough distance to avoid suspicion, but close enough to keep his tracking device live. As the transport headed to the upper atmosphere, Darth Heldin followed.

“We have company!” Bay shouted to Salma who was co-piloting. “Kolus, Strap yourself in. It’s going to be a close call!” Bay turned his focus to the scanner on the dashboard. He knew from the pilot that the transport had only a single defensive cannon, hardly capable of destroying an astromeche droid. Kolus sat in the rear storage compartment while he waited for the battle to end.

“I have a lock on the transport. What should I do?” Heldin asked to his Master, Darth Norre.

“Be careful. I want that boy alive. I have sensed his power ever since the day he arrived. Aim for the cockpit; his parents probably locked him away in the back.” Norre stared through Heldin’s canopy. “I assume you know what to do.”

“Yes master. I will personally deliver the boy to you.” Heldin readied his tracking missiles.

“There is no room for failure. I will personally have your head if you fail.” Norre’s dark, cloaked body shifted as the hologram faded.

Heldin focused his energy and targeted the transport. When he was sure he had a lock on the cockpit, he fired the missiles. He smiled to himself under his Mandalorian Helmet. He had just scored himself a position at his master’s right hand. The missiles hit the cockpit and the transport careened out of the dark sky.

Kolus braced himself as he watched the cockpit explode. Bay had managed to eject both his and Salma’s seats. Kolus knew that the ship wouldn’t last long under its flaming, damaged condition, so he grabbed his father’s lightsaber and crawled to the transports ramp. He activated the lightsaber and cut a circle through the bottom. Without any hesitation, he jumped out just a second before the transport collided with a mountain. Kolus saw the incoming ship and before he knew it, the ship was in a dive, trying to catch him. As one on the front fins reached Kolus, he grabbed on and the ship came out of the dive, pulling up from the ground with mere inches to spar. The Sith Interceptor roared through the night sky, on its way to the valley of the dark Lords. The very place that would change Kolus forever.

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Korriban: 3,643 BBY

Kolus ignited his lightsaber. He stood on a circular platform inside a dark cave. The only light came from torches that were scattered across the wall. On the opposite side of the platform was his opponent, Gedln Frei; a strong, fast warrior who, just like Kolus, was trying to prove himself to become a Sith apprentice. A massassi warrior stood just off the platform, watching the two. He would be the one who would report the victor to Darth Norre. If all went as planned, Gedln would have his head lying on one side of the platform, his body on the other with Kolus in-between.

The massassi gave the signal and two charged at each other. Kolus leapt up. While using a custom, unorthodox way of fighting Kolus had developed, he used a powerful slam to knock Frei off balance. He waved his lightsaber extremely fast, spinning it around and slicing areas of the platform. Gedln lunged at Kolus, aiming a stab for the heart, but Kolus dodge the attack and back flipped over him while rapidly rotating his lightsaber. The blade cut Gedln, but not seriously. Kolus then unleashed a fury of rapid stabs, each aimed precisely to intimidate Gedln by luring him into a defensive mode. Kolus spun around and used the end of his lightsaber to fling sparks at Gedln. Gedln covered his eyes from the sparks, allowing Kolus to take advantage of his weakened position. Kolus executed a perfect Jung ma, a 360 degree spin, while gaining momentum. Using the momentum, Kolus threw his saber, cutting off Gedln’s left hand. Kolus brought his weapon back to him using the force and lifted it up. Gedln starred at his victor as he screamed.

“You... You wouldn’t kill me? I am defeated. Accept your place at Norre’s right hand. Just please don’t kill me!” Gedln pleaded. Kolus smiled as he deactivated his lightsaber. He leaned down and put his hand on Gedln, who seemed relieved.

“If I did that, I wouldn’t be obeying my master.” Kolus activated his lightsaber as the blade was brought up through Gedln Frei’s chest. “And I wouldn’t want to displease Norre, would I?” Kolus Salcar walked away from the field to go to his quarters.

As he walked in, Kolus looked at his lightsaber. He remembered how his father had shown it to him, just before he was brought to the Sith. He remembered how he was brought to Darth Norre, a dark, cloaked figure who seemed pleased that he was alright. Kolus was then taken to the Sith Training academy, where he was tested for force sensitivity. He was found to have an extreme amount of Force Cells and he immediately started training. He first learned how to use a lightsaber and how to apply his rage and turn it into energy. As he grew in status, Kolus was accepted into Darth Norre’s secret layer where hundreds of Sith warriors were commanded by Norre. After Darth Norre’s Right hand man: Darth Normhu was killed in battle, Kolus and Gedln were chooses as the best warriors and were to battle to the death. Now that Kolus had won, he had access to Darth Norre’s impressive collection of Sith Holocrons. He would also be given a Sith name by Norre and would rule beside Darth Heldin and Norre. He was now a commander in the Sith army.

Kolus lay in his bed as he imagined his future. He would eventually betray Norre and Heldin and rule all. He would be unstoppable.