Darth Nycto

The Beginning
Aros was born the son of Jeska Arla and Corvan Garre. He would have lived a normal life, but his mother died delivering him. His father, blinded by hatred and agony, thought it was the newborn son's fault. He sent little Aros off to an orphanage right away. In a few years time, Aros, age 7, was forced to leave the orphanage and go back to staying with his father. Corvan, who had forgotten about his only son, was surprised to see the child standing in front of him. Within a week, the old hatred had returned. Corvan was so angry that such a beautiful woman would die giving birth to this kid. So, Corvan started abusing Aros. For some reason, Aros recovered fairly quickly from these injuries. It turned out he was using the Force subconciously. The Jedi sensed this, and whisked him away to the Jedi Academy. He was by far the best. Four months went by, and things started to change. The boy excelled to a point where the Jedi masters were surprised. Aros was hated by the other Padawan Learners. They insulted him, making fun of his long deceased mother. He turned at them and glared. "If you were as smart as you claim to be, so you shut your mouth, you worm," he said dangerously. The others were taken back, for they had just gotten some lip from the quiet person. They also took this as an insult, and attacked. The four drew their training lightsabers. Aros didn't bother. In fact, he tossed his on the ground and kicked it toward them. "Go ahead and take it. You might stand a better chance." he taunted.