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Star Wars - The Weak Will Perish

           The tremor that passed through Darth Sear's vessel told him that he had landed on the planets surface. He was excited. Despite the fierce battle being fought over head, he had felt the Jedi break off from the republic fleet and make his way down here. What was so important, that the republic would allow such a powerful asset to abandon them mid battle? The Sith lord wanted to find out. Mostly, he wanted to test himself against the so called might of the Jedi. He had only ever encountered the Jedi once before. A Padawan. His master had slain him with ease. Now it would be his turn. The exit ramp slowly began its descent, revealing the grey sandy surface of the planet. Darth Sear walked out into a sand storm. This was of little consequence to the Sith, considering his cybernetic eyes. He scanned his surroundings, the darkening sky lit up with the fire of battle, his dark robes violently fluttering in the wind. He fixed on to a location. There was a stone temple a few hundred metres ahead.
           The Sith Lord walked through the winding catacombs of the temple, now mostly in ruins. His cybernetic eyes cutting through the darkness. He had heard of the species that had once inhabited this world. It looked as though this place was built for worship, statues of a long forgotten god lined the passage, the walls depicting small beings on there knees looking up to the heavens, he pitied them. He came out in a large stone chamber, the walls were entirely covered  in a tapestry of hieroglyphics. The air was cold and dry. The dark side of the force was strong here, but why?  It didn't matter. At the far end of the chamber the Jedi stood waiting for him. How had he sensed the Sith approaching? Sear had tried his hardest to mask his presents. Then something occurred to him. Had the Jedi wanted to lure him here all along? Were these the orders of the republic? These thoughts would only now cloud his mind. Darth Sear brought his Lightsaber to his side, igniting it. He would destroy this Jedi.
           The Jedi attacked with a speed previously unknown to him. He was just able to bring his Lightsaber up to parry the strike. the Jedi pressed forward, relentlessly slashing at the Sith lord. The Jedi was methodical, coming at Darth Sear form awkward angles, forcing the Sith back and keeping him on the defensive. Unless He could somehow change the flow of battle, he knew defeat would be imminent. Darth Sear thrust his hand out toward the Jedi, trying to hold him with the force. He couldn't get through the Jedi knight's defence's. The Jedi swung high at his head. He brought his Lightsaber up to defend, feeling the heat of there blades crossing. The Jedi instantly changed levels, hacking at the legs of the Sith. Again his Lightsaber met the Jedi's. The Jedi stepped forward, sliding his blade up the length of Sear's. The intense sound of the blades crackling echoed throughout the ancient stone ruins. The Jedi pounced on the smallest of openings, striking Darth Sear in the face with the butt of his Lightsaber. The Sith stumbled backward disorientated, falling to his knees. His Saber cutting into the stone floor then extinguishing. He could taste blood. He looked up to see the blurry figure of the Jedi closing the distance between them. This was it, his life was about to end. He had foolishly underestimated the strength of the Jedi.
           The ruins of this pathetic civilization were to become his tomb. He was the soul successor to the Sith throne, how could this happen to him? He was destined for great things. But maybe this would be a fitting end. The ruins here reminded Darth Sear of the tombs he had visited years before on Korriban, birth place of the Sith. This Jedi had been a worthy opponent. As well as he had fought, the Jedi had simply bested him. It may have been a disappointment, but there would be no shame in this death, no shame at all... No, those where the thoughts of weaklings. How dare he have allowed such weakness to have invaded his mind. There was no such thing as a glorious death. The weak will perish while the strong survive, that was the way of the universe. Here he was, Darth Sear, dark lord of the Sith, on his knees, awaiting death at the hands of the Jedi. He felt a bubble of hatred growing in his stomach, feeling as angry with himself as he was his opponent. His blood began to burn. He would not go out like this, not with a whimper. The thought disgusted him, and with that he felt the terrible force of the dark side gathering inside him. His body became engulfed in a fire of pure rage. He looked up at the approaching Jedi, his Lightsaber igniting. Darth Sear shot forward with renewed energy, engaging the Jedi in a fierce flurry. This time it was the Sith setting the pace. Pushing the Jedi back with every blocked attack, every parry. The power of the dark side now destroying the environment around them. The same power that Darth Sear was now channelling through himself. He moved without thinking, now a slave to his emotions and fully guided by the force. He could feel every life around them, every life form on the planet. Every spineless coward that inhabited the galaxy, every waste of matter that lived for the procurement of credits, he could feel every victim that had fallen by his blade, and now existed only as part of the force, He realised why this place had been so strong in the dark side. This wasn't a place of worship, it was a place of sacrifice, and could feel all the people lost here.  Just for one moment, he was the epicentre of the galaxy.
           He brought his focus back to his opponent. The two raged in a storm of movement and light, while a twister made from chunks of stone span around them. He stole a glance of the Jedi's eyes. He saw desperation, he saw uncertainty, but most importantly, he saw fear. He knew he had won. There Lightsaber's once again came together in a dancing hiss of green and red light, the Jedi now attempting to make a stand. A sadistic smile stretched across the face of the Sith Lord. Without warning, Darth Sear reached out with all the power of the dark side, this time instantly ripping through the Jedi's defences. He now had the Jedi held in position. The bright green blade of his Lightsaber disappearing, the hilt fell to the ground. The dark lord moved his hand upwards, hoisting the Jedi into the air, ripping stone fragments out of the floor. The Jedi was struggling for freedom, now a most pointless endeavour. The Sith lord could feel the Jedi's heart beating frantically. Darth Sear looked around the destroyed stone temple, evidence of the intense war that had been waged here, now savouring the moment. He turned his attention back to his prey. He focused the force around the Jedi's torso, and with one simple gesture, the Jedi's heart exploded in his chest. The Jedi began convulsing in an unnatural manner, blood now oozing from his mouth and nose. The Jedi grew silent and motionless, another sacrifice to the gods of this extinct race, he hung in the air like a rag doll. The Sith lord exhaled in satisfaction and released the Jedi from his grasp. The corpse fell along with all the stone and bits of debris, and hit the ground with a sickening thud.
           He walked over to his fallen opponent and picked up his Lightsaber. It had nearly struck him down numerous times. He clipped it onto his belt along with his own. He looked at the Jedi's blood soaked face. "The weak shall perish, and the strong shall survive," he said under his breath. He left for the catacombs leading to the planets surface, safe in the knowledge that he was destined for great things. The Jedi had ruled the galaxy for long enough. Soon it would belong to the Sith. Soon, it would belong to him.
While a war rages above a distant planet in the Outer Rim, a single Jedi Breaks away from the Republic fleet and lands on the strange world below. Darth Sear Senses this and pursues.
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:iconbleach87:
Oh yeah......i've had an account since noah "supposedly" built the ark......you're way behind the times laddie. Trouble is, I haven't used it for ages.....and it's a bit bare.

Something must be done!!! :angered:
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The first time I read this was on your mobile phone..........it's better on a real moniter :D
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SolidSloth Nov 19, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Random as fuck. didn't know you had a account. but thanks :-)
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Fuck me, that was brilliant!!! I look forward too more :)
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SolidSloth Nov 11, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you Mr Happy R. I appreciate it.
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DarthWill3 Nov 5, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Go Vader!
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SolidSloth Nov 5, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Indeed
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DarthWill3 Nov 5, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Wahoo!
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