[Short Stories] - The Sith Returneth 1 (Gary Friedman) , Star Wars - Books And Short Stories
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Star WarsThe Sith Returneth part 1by Gary FriedmanHere's a bit of fanfiction I came up with. Hope you like it. Gary Friedman (garybf@ix.netcom.com)"Dad! Why do I have to go to this place?" Chris asked his father in disgust.His father leaned over the hyperspace levers. "They're your own kind, son. They'll be able to help you with your...problem." He brought the ship from hyperspace. The small cylindrical ship had a small crescent around it, the tips lasercannons. It slowed down as it entered the planets atmosphere.Luke Skywalker, head of the Jedi Order, moved to greet the strange looking spacecraft that had just landed. He reached out to it through the Force. What he touched amazed him, he felt one human presence and a strange empty spot nearby. He drew nearer.The ship's hatch opened awkwardly and from it dropped two humans. One was in his mid forties, Luke guessed, medium height, strong build, with brown hair and eyes. The other looked much the same but seemed to be only in his teens. Luke approached them, mystified."Uh, hello," Luke blurted out, still only able to sense the older man's presence. "May I help you?""I am Ulic Qel-droma, a descendant of Ulic and Cay Qel-droma. This is my son, Chris," he said, tilting his head to the young boy."I am Luke Skywalker, head of our academy here. What do you wish of me?""This boy is dangerous," Ulic said. "To the entire galaxy."Luke smiled. "Dangerous? Him?""He is trained as a Jedi...self trained, I suppose. I don't quite understand it myself." He turned to Chris. "Show him, my son." Chris pulled back the sleeve of his shirt to reveal his hellish red veins. HE sensed Luke wasn't exactly convinced, so he shifted his hand toward the ground a meter away. A large red flame consumed his hand, exploded out into the ground destroying it in a shower of sparks and flames. "I need you to take care of him."Luke turned to the boy, his eyes wide. "How did you learn to do this?""My masters taught me everything," Chris said, replacing his tunic's sleeve. "But I can control it.""Your masters? I thought you were self trained?" Luke said, digging your information."No one believes me when I speak of my masters. But I have four of them, and meet with them to train every night.""Who are they?""Why the four greatest Force-users of all time, of course: Freedon Nadd, Exar Kun, Naga Sadow, and Emperor Palpatine. They have taught me since I was very young.""But they are all dead," Luke said, repulsed."Why do you think I meet them in the Force itself?""That is enough!" Ulic shouted. "No more lies. They will not get you out of this place. Until you are better, you stay." Ulic jumped in the hatch and immediately flew off."Tell me, Chris," Luke said, walking toward the great temple with him, "is what you say true?""How could I lie? They've been teaching me since I was five. Exar Kun taught me the lightsaber--""You have a lightsaber?" Luke asked."Sure. Freedon Nadd shows me all his Dark Side tricks, Naga Sadow teaches me about alchemy--""You know the ancient art of alchemy, transforming things into monsters, too?" Luke said, becoming more than a little afraid."Yes. Then Palpy, as I like to call him, teaches me his Dark junk. Mostly lightning and other intimidating tricks, but some of it's very useful. He also showed me how to combine will and anger into--""Into a huge Force storm that rends the fabric of space itself," Luke said, interrupting again. "I've seen that one.""Yes, they tell me all sorts of stories. Every night they have another tale." His eyes blanked out a moment, then came back. "I can also shift my own mass through space, giving me the power of teleportation. It's quite fun." Chris spoke with a young, toothy smile then teleported himself a few feet ahead. "See?"But there is a down side. I am the Dark Lord of the Sith. And I can't stop it.""Why not?" Luke asked."I am like this because when I was very young, I was injected with `Sith Poison'. The first time I felt a shred of anger, I became emotionally unstable. And then my masters appeared."Luke thought about that a moment. "This `Sith Poison', is there some antidote? Something that will help you?""No," Chris said, running a hand through his short brown hair. "It's permenant. But I came here to see if you could do anything for me. I've regained my stability, and I can control my powers, but I have no wish to be the Dark Lord. Or to use the Dark Side at all."Nearing the temple, Luke once again reached for the boys presence. Once again, he felt nothing. "Why can I not sense you?""I always wear my `Sith cloak', as a proper Dark Lord should.""You're not going to try to recruit my Jedi as Sith. I don't want to destroy you. And your masters had better not. We only destroyed Exar Kun a year ago.""You have nothing to fear of me." He was momentarily distracted by a young woman, a Jedi trainee, walking past them. His head turned as she went by. "Nothing to fear...""C'mon kid," Luke said, grinning that he had someone to call `kid', "I'll show you where you can rest a bit."Chris turned back to him. "I'd rather look around awhile, if that's ok.""Sure. Since you'll be joining us, you have free run of the temple. But don't leave." Luke strode off.Chris looked down the empty halls. He closed his eyes a moment, and when he opened them again he was outside the temple. He ran swiftly through the jungle, toward the temple with the statue of Exar Kun in front. He stopped a moment, gazing at it. Chris knelt before it, muttering in an ancient language.Chris felt a gust of air behind him. He turned, standing. "Hello, my Master."Exar Kun approached him, his ghostly figure darkening. "Your presence here has helped me to return. But I may only speak to you. You must destroy Skywalker.""I cannot destroy him, he's too strong.""You know as well as I do that you would have no problem to destroy him. He is an enemy of the Sith. His students shall become like us.""Yes, m'lord. I must be returning." Chris knelt once again, then disappeared. He was once again in the temple, now in the great hall. He looked around at the dozen or so apprentices, listening to Master Skywalker speak."And here he is," Skywalker said, gesturing back to Chris. "Chris Qel-droma, Dark Lord of the Sith."Chris felt there surprise as they looked at him. He knew what they were thinking. He was so young, and they no doubt greatly underestimated his power. He reappeared beside Skywalker. "Master," he nodded. Skywalker nodded back."He looks like I did last year...and he's even using the Sith cloak," Kyp Durron said from the audience."But you couldn't teleport, Kyp. My master regards to you as `weak'. Exar Kun had such high hopes for you," Chris said cooly, looking down at Kyp."Did he?" Kyp asked. "And how would you know?""He told me, of course. He told me about most of you.""That is enough for now, Chris. Perhaps another time--" Luke said."Sure," Chris muttered, fading out into the hallway. He walked for a long time, lonely. He could sense everyone still in the great hall, but suddenly another presence snagged his attention. He walked toward it, guided by instinct. He came to a locked door to a private quarters. Hesitantly, Chris rang the bell.A moment later the door shot open. Inside was a small, undecorated room. Near the back, a young woman sat, facing the doorway. She was in a meditative stance, her long brown hair over her hood. Chris stared at her a moment, finding her deep green eyes strangely hypnotic. "Uh, hello," Chris whispered."Hello...who are you?" she asked, standing up.Chris looked her up and down a moment. She was slightly taller than him, and incredibly beautiful. "Chris Qel-droma, D--" he halted. "Chris. May I come in?"She swung her hair to the side. "Alright." Chris stepped in, closing the door. "I'm Laree. You new here?" Her eyes glistened in the light."Yeah, I...just got in. Why aren't you in the great hall with all Master Skywalker's other students?""I just got here myself. I'm trying to get acustomed to the place.""I know. I sense your untrained power."Laree smiled. "I wish I could say the same about you..." she looked a bit troubled. "I guess I'm out of practice. I can't sense you at all.""Oh, no," Chris chuckled softly. Mentally, he removed his Sith cloak. "That better?" he smiled broadly."You feel...dark." She took a cautious step back.Chris put the cloak around him again. "I'm trying to get over it...really. But it's part of my blood. And my masters would never let me loose. They're very strict." He looked up at her, putting her image forever in his memory. "See you around." He disappeared.He reappeared once again by Skywalker. They walked down the hall. "So, Luke, tell me about Laree...""Ok," Luke said, smiling. "We found her mixed in with some of Hethrir's forces. I believe she's 16. You meet her, kid?""Don't call me kid. And yes." Chris disappeared again, ending up in his room. He lay down on his bed, falling asleep in seconds.He found himself in a vast pool of black, four spirits standing before him. "My Masters," he knelt. "What do you wish?"Exar Kun moved forward. "Do as Skywalker says, at first. You must build his trust to the point where turning on him will seem his own fault. And the girl. She would be perfect for the matter we discussed some time ago. You know how to proceed. On your way, Our student."Chris bowed his head. He woke up. Looking outside, he realized it was sometime at night. He felt a nudge in his mind. Chris? a voice called out.Laree? he called back to the other mind.Come to my room,...
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