User:Darth Void/Archive 15

Chapter One:Darth Luvidicous
I shielded myself with the force from an oncoming blizzard. I continued to stumble blindly in a desperate attempt to find shelter. The force was my guide and I followed it. I tripped over something metallic and fell onto the snow covered ground. I stood back up and went to see what had caused me to trip. I used the force to gentley push away snow. I saw that I had tripped over a metal rod, I tried to pick it up, but could not, it was frozen to the ground. I used the force to amplify my strength, I pulled again and quickly realized that the metal rod was a door handle. The metal door swung open, I saw stairs. I decided to leave the door open and carefully descended the stairs. The room was dark, I cursed to myself when I realized that I had left my lightsaber on the shuttle. I used the Force to make lightning shoot out of my fingers, it helped me see. A blue light was far off in the distance, I slowly walked towards it. Was this Castol Dalgota's tomb?

Chapter Two:Les Sorka
I stepped out of the Bloody Krayt with Vey to get a better look at Mirth. We had landed on Mirth's equator. I looked around and saw nothing but rocks. There were red, green, brown and even purple rocks, it was kind of pretty. I glanced over at Vey to see that she was walking towards me with soil in her hands. "This planet is strange, look at the soil." Vey let the soil pour onto the ground little by little. I noticed that the soil changed color. "That is quite common, soil can change color when go deeper into the ground...." "...Look again." Vey scooped up more soil in her hands and let it drip through her finger and onto the ground again. "It is different colors at the same layer." "That is strange. I wonder if the Vanquish fleet survived, we are still the only ones here." I said changing the subject. "I am certain that some survived." "I hope that you are right."

Chapter Three:Darth Exice
I continued to watch Adazam order around the workers, telling them what went where. If I am to take over the Sith Armada, I would need to have an apprentice... I can sense that the Force is strong in Adazam, I wonder if... Yes, he would do nicely. I thought to myself. I walked over to Adazam. "So what is the HYPER-DRIVE's status." "Fourty Percent." Adazam replied not taking his gaze off of the HYPER-DRIVE."You are a very quiet boy." "Yeah? Well, each day I spend working on this weapon, I die a little bit more on the inside."

Chapter Four:Darth Luvidicous
The blue light looked more like a person with each step that I took, each step we took. I realized that we were both approaching each other. "How are you?" I asked. "You are desecrating my tomb with your presence." I continued forward. "May I inquire as to whose tomb this is, wise spirit?" "Flattery will get you nowhere with me, I am Castol Dalgota and who are you, trespasser?" "I am no trespasser I am family, my name is Darth Luvidicous." "Are you sure?" "Yes, I know that I am your descendant." "No, are you sure that you are Darth Luvidicous? Or are you Gilbert Kensik?" I was close enough to see that the spirit was smiling. "Never refer to me by that name." "Very well my kin." "Castol Dalgota I understand that you were a Sith Lord, I have come to you for guidance." I said kneeling before the spirit. "Sith Lord? Bah, I shun that title. I turned away from the darkside shortly after the end of the Cold War." "Don't jest, it isn't funny." "I do not jest, the darkside leads to destruction, absolute betrayal. I devoted my youth to serving the Sith Emperor, I killed without question. After the Cold War concluded I left to live in peace with my wife, only to have the Remnants of the Sith Empire shoot down my ship, stranding me here on this..." "...Frozen hell?" "Yes, to put it lightly, they did not respect my choice, they branded me as a traitor, deserter and most importantly a coward. You are attempting to resurrect something that can never truely last. I understand why you are doing this, but this is not the way." "Not the way, tell me a better way then?!" "You could have helped rally the Galaxy, instead you are crushing it's spirit, you are forcing everyone under one banner, not letting them choose to fight. An army with superior numbers that has no spirit will lose to a smaller army full of spirit." "Will I be victorious?" "It depends on your interpretation of victorious." I heard the door slam shut, the door that I entered to get into the tomb. "Don't bother the door is frozen shut."