Post by Swil Kit Fisto on Jan 30, 2008 1:51:22 GMT -4
Swil was returning from some intensive training with his Sith master Darth Vlandus, in the endless caves. Swil noticed that he had almost become too much for his master to handle, Vlandus had also notice this as well, and was a tad scared. Vlandus had to come up with a plan to get rid of his apprentice. He thought to himself that if he could convince Swil to help him kill Ajunta Pall so that they could both take over the Sith army and then take over the world, that it would tire him enough so that Vlandus could kill Swil without effort.
So after another day of training, Vlandus broke the news to Swil, “You have done well my apprentice. You have grown more powerful than I could have ever imagined. I feel that we may now be able to take over the Sith.”
“How do you suppose we go about doing that master?” Swil responded.
“By taking it from Ajunta’s cold dead body.”
Swil noticed a slight bit of nervousness in Vlandus’ words, ‘What’s wrong with him… ’ Swil thought to himself ‘…there’s no way we could kill Master Pall, he’s too strong.’ Then it hit him. ‘He’s trying to use me to injure Master Pall so that he can kill me, and take the Sith Empire and have it all to himself! These Sith are crazy they have no class. Whenever they see someone weak they kill them, whenever they see someone that can potentially become stronger, they kill them too. With their damn Sith code there going to drive themselves to extinction.’
“I see what your trying to do Master, and it’s not going to work.”
“Wha… What are you talking about?”
You are just trying to use me so you can have the entire Sith Empire to yourself. Try and manipulate me all you want, but it’s not going to work, you sorry excuse for a living being.”
“No, you’re crazy.”
“Am I?” Swil used force pull, at the same time, in a spinning motion, drew his lightsaber, chopped off his master’s legs, and held him airborne with force choke. "You old fool, even a Gammorean pig could have seen that coming, too bad you're not going to be able to live long enough to fix that." The lightsaber made a slanted cut starting just above his right knee up through his upper left thigh.
“hahg…ahhr…”
“What’s that master? I can’t understand you, over the sound of your neck breaking.” Swil proceeded to use a bit of force lightning, then moved onto slowly carving off his right arm. As his arm fell to the ground blood spewed out from the shoulder area. Vlandus' eyes were full of tears as he tried to scream, but all that he could munster were some gargling noises. “I guess now at the end of your life you now see what I have become.” Swil sensed the overwhelming fear that his master was feeling, laughed, and continued using force lightning, and made an incision about halfway through his last remaining limb. Swil relieved his death grip on Vlandus, and let him drop to the ground into a pool of his own blood. Vlandus now lay on the ground gasping for his life, but the torture would not cease there. Swil grabbed his only remaining limb stepped just above his new incision and ripped it right off. He started screaming with pain, and shouting certain obcenities. Swil bent down and whispered in his master’s ear, “You should have left me back on Coruscant, you fool, now it is time for you to die!” Swil drew out his lightsaber once more and jabbed it straight through his heart. “It’s a shame, you failed on so many levels master. Goodbye.”
Swil, now content with the punishment he dealt, left the academy in search of a more intelligent code than the other two that are destined to fail.
So after another day of training, Vlandus broke the news to Swil, “You have done well my apprentice. You have grown more powerful than I could have ever imagined. I feel that we may now be able to take over the Sith.”
“How do you suppose we go about doing that master?” Swil responded.
“By taking it from Ajunta’s cold dead body.”
Swil noticed a slight bit of nervousness in Vlandus’ words, ‘What’s wrong with him… ’ Swil thought to himself ‘…there’s no way we could kill Master Pall, he’s too strong.’ Then it hit him. ‘He’s trying to use me to injure Master Pall so that he can kill me, and take the Sith Empire and have it all to himself! These Sith are crazy they have no class. Whenever they see someone weak they kill them, whenever they see someone that can potentially become stronger, they kill them too. With their damn Sith code there going to drive themselves to extinction.’
“I see what your trying to do Master, and it’s not going to work.”
“Wha… What are you talking about?”
You are just trying to use me so you can have the entire Sith Empire to yourself. Try and manipulate me all you want, but it’s not going to work, you sorry excuse for a living being.”
“No, you’re crazy.”
“Am I?” Swil used force pull, at the same time, in a spinning motion, drew his lightsaber, chopped off his master’s legs, and held him airborne with force choke. "You old fool, even a Gammorean pig could have seen that coming, too bad you're not going to be able to live long enough to fix that." The lightsaber made a slanted cut starting just above his right knee up through his upper left thigh.
“hahg…ahhr…”
“What’s that master? I can’t understand you, over the sound of your neck breaking.” Swil proceeded to use a bit of force lightning, then moved onto slowly carving off his right arm. As his arm fell to the ground blood spewed out from the shoulder area. Vlandus' eyes were full of tears as he tried to scream, but all that he could munster were some gargling noises. “I guess now at the end of your life you now see what I have become.” Swil sensed the overwhelming fear that his master was feeling, laughed, and continued using force lightning, and made an incision about halfway through his last remaining limb. Swil relieved his death grip on Vlandus, and let him drop to the ground into a pool of his own blood. Vlandus now lay on the ground gasping for his life, but the torture would not cease there. Swil grabbed his only remaining limb stepped just above his new incision and ripped it right off. He started screaming with pain, and shouting certain obcenities. Swil bent down and whispered in his master’s ear, “You should have left me back on Coruscant, you fool, now it is time for you to die!” Swil drew out his lightsaber once more and jabbed it straight through his heart. “It’s a shame, you failed on so many levels master. Goodbye.”
Swil, now content with the punishment he dealt, left the academy in search of a more intelligent code than the other two that are destined to fail.
