Foxerian Martin

" The Galaxy is a ever changing thing. Its something we must suffer. "

- Foxerian Martin

 Early Life 

I am Foxerian Martin Last of the line of Martin from the Clan of the True Sith. I have decided to record my events into this very data pad that I have carried with me through fire and hell. I will recall each of the events that have happened to my through my thousands of years traveling and my knowledge of the force. My thoughts will now be put down on recording. Let me begin.. I was born on the Home World of Korriban, Though I never truly found my home world it is as I was told where I was born, but Through recent events my home world was Malachor V. I was born in the Academy there. The Dark Peaks and Electric shock waves still go through my bones. I now remember how I became so powerful.. It was because my Father was once the Dark Lord of the Sith. He had brought me to that Damned world inside my Mother’s womb. When I finally saw the light in the dark of the Academy I was Brandished through the True Sith Ritual of Blood. These teachings have come from another whole Universe from where my Father and Mother came. This Ritual was a form of Falitly from my Family seeking save keepings to me. First, my Father cut his hand, and splashed the Blood on my Head, Then my Mother slashed her Hand, and splashed the blood on my Belly. The Ritual was complete and I was finally a Sith.

I began training as soon as I could walk, it didn’t matter if I could speak because the only language I understood was Sith’ese. The Ancient tongue of the Sith. I learned Galactic Basic through my father and the books of Language learning other tongues as well. I also made my first friend. Lorian Dicious. Though as evil and cripted as the other students, we found friendship through dueling, admiring each others movements. We became friends and defended each other from the older students who thought they were better than us. Those idiots, we were the best in the whole Academy besides the masters and Knights.

My mind was sharpened for battle, and my emotions were fueled by passion and hate. I longed for a challenge. That’s when one day, I slew my Best Friend… I didn’t know it until I saw him on the floor and the blood coming from his side. I killed him with a training blade during a spar. He left himself open and was killed for such error. I cannot risk such errors, I cannot risk my mind to wander, I cannot even risk to take my eyes off my opponent even for a split second. I will kill if the other being is the weaker foe.

I was then taken to my father for the disgrace of kil

ling another Student of the Dark Side and skilled in it. When the Mentor left, I was left alone in the huge Meditation room with my father when he meditated to control his passion for power. It showed off him like a cloud of rain. It blackened his figure and everything around him was darker than ever. When I approached I went to my knees and apologized. He didn’t say anything until a few moments later. He told me “Son, You have done nothing wrong. And I knew this day would come from you. You are not like the others in this Academy. Those around you are Not ‘Sith’. They are only fallen or born on other planets and brought here to learn. For they see themselves sith, but they aren’t. They are only following a religion. They are not like us. We are the true sith, for we do not require such needs as they do, we feed off of their suffering, we feed off their life essence. We are Immortal. And I know you felt Thrill from killing your biggest challenge yet. But that is nothing compared to death on the field and cutting your opponents life to a complete end at the end of your blade. Or Just looking at them, and crushing them to bitts. That is true glory.” I then Realized that my father’s eyes were different. They were like a snakes and Cat eyes. The pupil was straight and only a couple of Centimeters long. The eye ball itself has become a dark yellow. This was the true extent to a Sith’s power, and it showed.

I was dismissed and returned to my bed room to sit in the dark and think about my father has said. I am pleased that by killing my Best Friend I have earned more than I know…

The Depature

Perhaps a mistake...No it was no mistake. My mind was confused and dazed from the extent of the eyes constantly changing. It should have been a glory and honor to have received such power just from eyes. But the pain, was getting to me. The eyes my father had received were passed down to me. I was amazed at how I received them so quickly, while I was told my father didn’t receive them until he was at least the age of 17.

I felt as if my life was to good to be true, like a story. But, I would soon realize that everything can change through constant changes in the Galaxy, and the changing of Leadership through each culture or Empire. These theories of constant Destiny ring into my head, yet there is no truth behind them. I returned to my father. He was pleased yet confused why I had returned to him so soon in the morning. I asked him. “Why are we a race in hiding father? Should we not be displaying our power and numbers to the galaxy and finally rid the gal

axy of corruption and bring our rule to it?” My father merely chuckled and said “My son there is much for you to learn, the galaxy is weak yes, but there are those that seek to destroy us completely. For you see we are the last of a true race. We must keep our artifacts our teachings and us alive. We cannot give our enemies the pleasure of finally ridding us from the face of the galaxy. We will prevail young one. For now return to your room and get some rest. Like I said before, we are the last of a race.”

I yawned and turned to leave when shouts and the clanks of armored boots on the ground echoed through the academy. I turned to my father who was already standing, and had forced a piece of furniture in front of the door that went into his throne room. I heard one of the shouts say “Kill him!! Kill the Lord and steal his power for us to extend our Empire into the galaxy!” My father looked at me, then the silent movement of my mother walked over to me, she hugged and kissed me. Then she went over to my father and hung on him. My father smiled, a very happy smile. And his eyes faded to a gray color…their original color.

He spoke “I love you Foxerian…” I didn’t realize it until I was in the air and floating to a opened wall with a escape pod in it. I Screamed for them, but it was already too late…I saw the Sith bust into the room, and my father leap at them…Then I saw the darkness of space, and a voice say “Destination set. Primary engines primed, Hyperspace engaged.” I saw the void of space, and then my world for the last time…It was beautiful. I felt a small droplet of a tear fall down my face…and I cried myself to sleep…falling into darkness.

 Darkness 

The dark and damp sorroundings of the cave that I slept in were less than compatible, but I endured the darkness. I was beginning to forget what light looked like and how people felt or talked. When I was unexpectingly found by a Jedi Knight Named Raltharon Damara. The Jedi knight was exploring rumors that had sorrounded the cave of a crash and of faint sounds coming from inside. The Jedi Knight walked up to me with his Blue Lightsaber ignited. He told me "Young one, why are you here in this cave? Look at you, you are starving and by the looks, cold." My robes were torn and I could tell I was lossing weight each day. The knight lifted me up in one arm and started to walk. I couldn't fight his grip due to not eating much, but the small wamp rats that came in now and then. The knight smiled at me with such lightness I almost cried with joy.

When the sun hit my eyes it felt as if they were melting, and I turned away. The knight said "You must be proned to the dark because of being inside the cave so long." He tore alittle of his cloak and rapped it around my eyes to cover them from the light. I felt the Two suns radiating heat, and I smiled embracing it. Then I felt the rise of the knight's body walking u

p the ramp of a shuttle, and then the sounds of the consoles. He placed me in the co-pilot's chair and wrapped me in a blanket. I fell asleep for most of the trip back to Coruscant, but what would become of me was unknown, even to the Knight.

The jolt of movement and I slightly flying into the air obviously means that the shuttle must of landed. I took off the piece of cloak around my eyes. I closed my eyes at first, then opened them slowly to look out the cockpit veiw port. I got up and walked with the knight to the ramp where we walked to the Temple's Enterence.

The Knight took me before the council. A glow came from the Grandmaster....It was like a white vail that always stayed behind his head as a scene. The Council members strangly began to pace in their seats. Some didn't even know what to say untill the Grandmaster Spoke. "Knight Raltharon Damara, Who is this you have brought before us?"

The knight replied. "I have brought before you a child as you all can obviously see. But, this is no normal child. I found him in a cave near the City of Anchorhead. He was several miles away from the city, but rumors rose out from the cave. They talked of a demon that stalked it. At first, I thought it was a Krayt Dragon. When I entered the cave, it was empty. No signs of blood, no signs of blaster fire. Nothing....I expected to find nothing. But I came across the boy. When I looked into his eyes as he huddled agaisnt the face of a rock wall...It struck me as terrifying...His eyes were like a deep pool of water that had been contaminated. Yet firey as if flames dashed among them.This boy needs guidence. Perhaps here he can lear-" He was cut off by the sudden rise of a Jedi Master named Aum Specnoe. "Or perhaps he will one day bring doom to us?! Have you not seen the signs? The recent data flow shows that Knights had been encountering all kinds of omens of the Dark side. Do we all beleive they are gone? What if this boy is part of it? you see, Knight Damara. I have also heard of these 'Rumors'. They tell of a firey ball of death crash landing in the sea of sand. And how a person, no. A Beast crawled out of its pit. This boy is dangerous and what if we were to train him? I sa-" The Grandmaster put up his hand and said with a clear and loud voice. "This is a discussion for later. For now, Knight Damara show the boy to a room. Then return back to us. There is much you must hear in private." He bowed, and put his hand behind my back as to lead me off.

We arrived at a room. Most likly his, because the room showed evidence of a person already using it. He said "Wait here, I will be back tonight. Tomarrow morning we shall give you a proper room. For the night, you shall stay with me." He shook his hand through my hair, then walked off. I pondered for a moment, and went to the large bed. I fell into a long slumber.

 The First Class 

The light streamed into the room, and it was illuminated as the objects glowed with glea at the sign of light out of darkness. I rubbed my eyes, and looked around. I was still in the Knight's room, and it seems he never returned. I was curious at why nothing had been touched, and expained the room. I was suprised to see that a set of robes were laid out next to me. I smiled, and picked up the robes. Though similiar to the robes that I was already wearing, I had a difficulty putting them on. But I figured it out. I was quite bored, so I left the room. I started to venture the long and huge halls of the temple.

There were many people amongst the temple. Some wore cloaks and were much older. Some were younger and only had a robe on. I finally tried to back track to the room, when I saw the Knight from earlier. He was walking toward his room, when he saw me. He smiled and walked over. He approched me and said " I see that you found the robes I left for you. " He chuckles. I cracked a smile and said " Yes, they were really easy to find. but, can I ask you something? " He nodded with a smile. " Where am I, and who are you? "

He said saying with a grin " I am Jedi Knight Raltharon Damara, and you are on Dantooine. " " Dantiooine? " He started to laugh softly. " Dantooine, and this is a Jedi Temple. " I didn't quite get it. " Jedi temple? What are jedi? " He one again grined and said " We jedi are a symbole of peace, and are Keeper's of Peace in the galaxy. We try to keep peace between all species and factions. But I must say, that you are late for your first class! Follow me. " I nodded and we paced toward a room at the end of the hall. Inside there were children sorounding a Man. He looked like the man from yesterday.

He sighed and said " Alittle late getting him here Raltharon. " Raltharon bows and says " I'm sorry Master Specnoe but I had to explain to him where he was. Foxerian please go and sit with the other children, Master Specnoe will explain some things to you, and the others. " I nodded and sat down next to a group of kids who all looked at me. Some smiled, some looked forward. The class resumed.

 First Class Part 2 

Laughter echoed the room as the master examined each stance everyone had taken once they received the saber....But most curious when he came to me. My stance was already perfected..The master didn't dwindle long. He continued walking down the way looking at each and everyone. He Smiled, and said " Good good. I see that everyone is new to this. So we should all be starting at the same level. " He looked at me, and I took a gulp. He then continued on talking about how each and everystance must be atleast above basic to stand agaisn't an attack. It doesn't have to be perfect. Atleast not yet.

We all took a seat on the part of the floor where we were sitting. Each equally spaced out. I silently mummbled to myself " This is quite boring. " The master looked over and said " Do you have something to add, Initiate Martin? " I said " No Master Specnoe " He nodded and continued. He spoke clearly and straight to the point. And after his teachings. He said " Now can anyone display to me how to counter a Shii-cho attack? " A kid stood up. He had black hair and quit

e eager to show off his own skills. I didn't like how he smiled so I stood up, and stared him down.

" Initiate Martin, you will be countering and blocking shii-cho attacks. Initiate I'srel, you will be attacking in the form shii-cho and try to get around his defenses. " We walked to the sparing center, I stood there quietly, one hand on the hilt and wide open. Nynuc I'srel was the boy's name. He replyed to my stance with " You better keep your guard up! " He smiled. Obviously he was over confident, and I used this to my advantage and said nothing. The 12 other initiates sat and watched.

" Ready? " Said Master Specnoe with his hand in the middle to signal us when to begin. I nodded and Nynuc replyed " You know it, master. " I cracked a grin. The master rose his hand and said " Begin!! " Nynuc was right away ready to land blows without even trying to attack him. I smiled. And I dodged the training blade without even activating my saber yet. The jab was going to hit me right on the chest. But it was not an easy thing to pull off. Shii-Cho was the quickest and the lightest of every stance. I activated my saber knowing I wouldn't be able to do that again.

Nynuc sweeped at my feet with a quick jab. But I used one hand to deflect it. He grimmenced and started to actully attack me. He started with a few jabs to the chest then he began to mix it up between the weak points in the body. Like the arms and legs. Each one was deflected with ease. I started to have to try but his movements were very predictible. Nynuc's Attacks were precise but he was not landing any. He tryed different ways to get in through, like twisting the blade in his hands and switching it from left to right to confuse me. But nothing was working. I knew this fighting stance all to well.

He jabbed at my chest, but then remarkably he kicked my feet from out from under me, and I fell onto my back. He jabbed down ward. Obviously trying to kill me out of the heat of the duel. He jabbed at my head with a quick strike. I moved my head, Luckily, And he missed. He then tryed to Deliver a phyical blow to my face with his fist. I cought his fist, and he pushed with all his might, but I also kicked his feet from out from under him. And he fell onto his back. I pushed myself up. And had my saber to his throat. He gulped, and the master said " Enough. Martin go sit with the others. I must have a conversation with Mister I'srel.I walked over to the others, and some of them said " That was amazing!! " " How did you do that?! " I replyed to each. " With practice my friends. With practice. "

The class ended hours later, and I was free to leave. The sun was setting and I walked outside of the room. The others all walked out, chatting away. Each going to their rooms for the night. Others to the food hall for something to eat. I smiled and walked over to a window. Watching the sun set. Raltharon walked over and said " I was able to get you a room, Foxerian. " I smiled.

He escorted me to a room.It was actully a nice room. It looked like the Knight's but without alot of the objects inside. I walked around inside, and saw a closet. I opened it, and inside was freshly pressed Robes and boots below. I grined, and looked a

t the Knight in the door way. He said " I'll see you in the morning " He walked out and the door closed.

I sighed, took a shower, and got into bed. I chuckled and said " Well this isn't all that bad. " I turned off the light and fell asleep...

 Vision 

I was sitting in the grass....It was wet and thunder crackled in the air. I was drenched. My robes were torn, and I had my head inbetween my legs with my arms covering my head. I looked through my knees. Seeing a pair of robed/armored boots. Then I looked slowly up, seeing the figure. I saw only his eyes....They stuck out like fire on a torch. The pupils were snake like, and the eyes were yellow. He looked down at me. And then raised a Blood Red Saber, and swung down....

I woke in the middle of the night. Sweat rolling down my skin. I took a breath, and then laid back down. I was very confussed at what it was. Was it a vision? Or just a terrible nightmare. Who was the man? Why did his presence seem familiar? I let those questions die in my head, as I fell asleep.

The Suns had yet to rise, but I had gotten up. I went to the closet and put on my robes and boots. I walked out of the room, and looked at the lightly lit, and empty hall way. I walked down the hall and took a left. I looked down the other hall way. It was empty...But there, Raltharon was sitting on the window looking out at the moon. I walked over, and said

" Its a bit early isn't it Master Raltharon? " He looked at me, and eximined and said " What about you? You are wearing your robes and everything. " I smiled. But it quickly faded as I remembered the dream. I said with little emotion " I think I had a vision, master Raltharon. " he replyed " Oh? Tell me about it " I looked at the moon and said " It was strange...I was sitting in a wilderness with a man who had a very strange presence. It was jedi..But it was twisted. What could it have been? " He replyed with a serious expression " He was of the Dark Side of the Force. They seek only power and domination of the galaxy. "

The moon settled, and the Suns rised. The halls teemed with life, and I had returned to the class room I was in. But this time Master Specnoe did not come. A women entered, and said with a smile " Hello, I guess you must be eager for today, seeing as your the only one in here! " I blushed and said " Well, I had a early morning thing. So here I am. Mind my manners, I am Jedi Initiate Foxerian Martin. " she grined and said

"I am Jedi Master Sandra Dervo." I looked at the door as many others entered. They all gathered around.

The Master smiled and said " Please everyone sit, and we will begin our lesson. "



  Ten Years later.

" I'm not sure about this Fox. " Nynuc said as he climbed a tree. I was confident that something would happen here. I was already 20 and a Jedi Knight. Nynuc and I both of the same Title, looked at the slaver camp. The Trandoshans have been smuggling and illegally selling wookies off planet for the highest bidder. We were sent to investigate the presumed controll camp.

I jumped down the tree into the wilderness. The leaves brushed agaisn't my face as I fell to the ground. I hide behind a bush, peering through looking at the observation towers at the corners of the camp. Nynuc wasn't far behind me. He landed as well, and was looking at the camp.

"What do you think? About 5 towers, and 3 guards in each?" I said observing the towers. Nynuc replyed "Yea, this will be harder than expected. We'll need a distraction..." I nodded. I looked for anything that might be distracting enough. When a sudden explosion shook the foundation and a tower was on fire. Blaster fire errupted, and an unknown force was attacking the camp with heavy fire.

The wookies were scattering around, some were shot on the spot. Some got away. But many of them were caught in it. I shuddered and thought of the familys of each of the wookies. I nodded at nynuc. He nodded back. We ran toward the large wall blocking the slaver camp from the outside. I jumped up to the wall, and grabed onto it. Climbing up the rest of the way to a tower. I saw that the guards were still inside, and were firing into a group of wookies trying to escape. I jumped up, and ignited my Blue lightsaber. I sliced a blaster in half, and pushed the trandoshan out of the tower. The other two retaliated. I kicked one in the face, and he accidently pulled the trigger on the way out, killing his comrade. I disignited and scanned the area.

A slaver ship was about to take off with wookies as their prisoners. I yelled to nynuc who was clearing out a tower. " Nynuc! Look! They're trying to escape with whats left! We have to stop them! " He jumped into the camp, the unknown forces swarming in as well...I didn't know who they were. But they were humans. Most of them heavily armored and with modified blaster carbines and pistols. I ran into a slaver tent, looking around for whats inside. I let a few wookies go, but nothing important. I ran out and looked for nynuc in the chaos.

Smoke blinded me from being able to see him. But I tried to sense his presence, closing my eyes, and concitrating. I was able to sense his presence, and ran into the smoke. blaster fire was shoting about anything that moved

. and the smell of smoke was ruining the air.

I saw nynuc attacking the command post. He was clearing out the trandoshans and disarming any weapons. He deactivated the cages and let the wookies free. I saw the slaver frigate start to take off. So I threw my saber at it's right engine, trying to disable it from lifting off...but It kept going with a dozen of wookies on board..The left engine exploded, and the whole thing crashed into the mountain side. The fires burned the trees and wild life around it.

I was shocked and disheartened at the sight. I walked to nynuc and said "I....I failed. I couldn't stop them from taking off. They...They just kept going." He sighed, and said "You can't save everyone Fox, the force will take care of them." I nodded, and looked at the heavily unknown force that attacked the camp. The leader from where I could see, was dressed in mandalorian armor, and wearing a helmat. While brandishing a modified Arkanian Blaster Rifle.

We walked toward them, and bowed. The man also bowed his head. "We thank you for your assistance, but who exactly are you people?" I said with curiosity. The man removed his helmat. He was brandishing a large wound over his nose, and a smaller one over his left eye. He replyed "We are a group of Mercanerys who just heard about a large fund on liberating any slaver camps. We were just lucky enough to run into this one on our way back to camp." I nodded...Though I was not convinced for some reason. I didn't get a good vib from this man, I thought he was lieing yet he seemed confident at what he just said. I looked at nynuc who had the same expression and probably the exact same thing I was thinknig.

"If you don't mind me asking, Who are you?" The man grined, and said "I am Trycan Corulag, Mercanery at your service master jedi." I nodded, and said "I am Jedi Knight Foxerian Martin." Nynuc said as well "I am Jedi Knight Nynuc I'srel." The man nodded, and said "Would you both mind coming back with us to camp, we were just about to eat." I smiled, and said "It couldn't hurt." The man put his helmat back on, and got on a swoop. We got into our own swoops, and followed the group back to their camp.

I wasn't sure what would happen next, but this guy didn't seem like the Hero of the day...

The Feast

Perhaps I was paranoid. Or perhaps it was just this person. The feeling of betrayal, a feeling I know all to well. As we sped with the Mercenarys I couldn't but help feel like there was something a miss. Nynuc who was speeding beside me seemed not to have noticed anything yet. But I could tell he was in conflict with ideals in his head about the situation.

We arrived at the camp in approximitly one hour. It was small, but it was fortified to keep out any of the animals that were in the large forests of the Kashyyyk. We entered through a laser gate, which was powered by a portable generator. One by one we arrived, and each swoop was unloaded of any cargo it might have had on it. The weapons and amunition were stored in different locations ( this was a smarter tactic if attacked. ).

Trycan turned to us and gestured for us to enter a very large tent. We entered and inside there were four tables which were probably for the garrison. Then in the back there was a red drape over a opening. I brushed past the drape and before me was a large table with seats rather than benches. Trycan followed behind us and sat at the head of the table, we sat beside him to his right, and across from us was a female Zabrak and a male Twi'lek. Probably his best hunters, I thought.

Trycan announced "Bring in the feast!" and 5 men entered each with a personal meal. I was quite hungry from the long journey and tired from the fighting. We ate, and drank our ales ( I didn't drink all of mine. ). The man was quite enjoyable though. He seemed like a good man, his ideals were wonderfull and he had a sence of humor. He was very easy to get along with. I wasn't suprised this band of mercs followed him.

Yet his face told more. He had a scar over his right eye, and a Diagonal scar running from the right side of his hair line( From where I was sitting, Trycan's left though.) to the left side of his chin. I couldn't help but ask "So, Trycan, where did you get those scars?" His smile turned into a frown, and he drank from his ale. A awkward silence filled the room untill he spoke. "I earned these through a war many years ago." I was shocked at such a statement. For this man didn't seem like a mental case.

"I was fighting with a band of rebels on the outerrim for a good price untill we were drafted into a fleet of Republic Warships on a war path to a moon called Yavin 4. There we encountered a massive fleet of unidentified ships docked over head at large ship yard. When I asked who it was we were fighting, they never told me." He gulped down a large chunk of the ale. "The battles there were horrific. The warriors we faught were weilding vibroswords, but they were different. They were amplified in some way. They clashed with lightsabers. I saw each member of the small group of rebels die in that single battle....It waged on for 3 years untill we finally captured their leader. I'm not sure what they did with him. But I heard he killed himself by using a concelled table knife."

I said "I see. I'm sorry for your lose." He smiled again, and said "Do not be, it was many years ago. For now, please use the quaters we have set up for you. In the morning you can go whereever your supposed to check in." We nodded, bowed, and left the room heading toward a medium sized building. I was releived that I could finally go to sleep. But I wasn't prepared for what was going to happen next.....Perhaps I was paranoid. Or perhaps it was just this person. The feeling of betrayal, a feeling I know all to well. As we sped with the Mercenarys I couldn't but help feel like there was something a miss. Nynuc who was speeding beside me seemed not to have noticed anything yet. But I could tell he was in conflict with ideals in his head about the situation.

We arrived at the camp in approximitly one hour. It was small, but it was fortified to keep out any of the animals that were in the large forests of the Kashyyyk. We entered through a laser gate, which was powered by a portable generator. One by one we arrived, and each swoop was unloaded of any cargo it might have had on it. The weapons and amunition were stored in different locations ( this was a smarter tactic if attacked. ).

Trycan turned to us and gestured for us to enter a very large tent. We entered and inside there were four tables which were probably for the garrison. Then in the back there was a red drape over a opening. I brushed past the drape and before me was a large table with seats rather than benches. Trycan followed behind us and sat at the head of the table, we sat beside him to his right, and across from us was a female Zabrak and a male Twi'lek. Probably his best hunters, I thought.

Trycan announced "Bring in the feast!" and 5 men entered each with a personal meal. I was quite hungry from the long journey and tired from the fighting. We ate, and drank our ales ( I didn't drink all of mine. ). The man was quite enjoyable though. He seemed like a good man, his ideals were wonderfull and he had a sence of humor. He was very easy to get along with. I wasn't suprised this band of mercs followed him.

Yet his face told more. He had a scar over his right eye, and a Diagonal scar running from the right side of his hair line( From where I was sitting, Trycan's left though.) to the left side of his chin. I couldn't help but ask "So, Trycan, where did you get those scars?" His smile turned into a frown, and he drank from his ale. A awkward silence filled the room untill he spoke. "I earned these through a war many years ago." I was shocked at such a statement. For this man didn't seem like a mental case.

"I was fighting with a band of rebels on the outerrim for a good price untill we were drafted into a fleet of Republic Warships on a war path to a moon called Yavin 4. There we encountered a massive fleet of unidentified ships docked over head at large ship yard. When I asked who it was we were fighting, they never told me." He gulped down a large chunk of the ale. "The battles there were horrific. The warriors we faught were weilding vibroswords, but they were different. They were amplified in some way. They clashed with lightsabers. I saw each member of the small group of rebels die in that single battle....It waged on for 3 years untill we finally captured their leader. I'm not sure what they did with him. But I heard he killed himself by using a concelled table knife."

I said "I see. I'm sorry for your lose." He smiled again, and said "Do not be, it was many years ago. For now, please use the quaters we have set up for you. In the morning you can go whereever your supposed to check in." We nodded, bowed, and left the room heading toward a medium sized building. I was releived that I could finally go to sleep. But I wasn't prepared for what was going to happen next.....