Can you see me?

I am here, standing in the dark corner of the balcony above.

Can you see me?

Maybe not. But I can see the two Jedi below me. They walk cautiously along the temple floor. Their footfalls echo quietly, expressing, in an unspoken language, years of extensive training and discipline.

Impressive.

They are Jedi after all. Especially these two. They are tight. Bound not only by the Force, but also by blood. Two brothers. Equally skilled. Equally brave. Equally admired by the Jedi Council of Coruscant.

Soon to be equally dead.

Sent by the Council they were. Yet they will not find what they seek. The rumours about the Trade Federation consorting with "evil" Jedi raised concern among the Council, so they dispatched these two brothers, K'renn and D'aiboth Wemeliat. Human. From the Outer Rim.

Soon to be part of the Great Void.

They came to this ancient temple to find the "evil Jedi". But my master is too clever for that. So he sent me in his place. His disciple. His only disciple, after Great Unbalancing. Once we, the Sith, matched the other Jedi in numbers, and our conflict was even. Yet centuries ago, when I was a mere child, the Jedi, in their arrogance decided to take fate into their hands. They caused a great conflict between all the Sith masters, and all but one perished. This act gave them peace from the Sith. But Force's balance must be maintained, so from this one Sith master, trainings of single Sith began over centuries, with knowledge being passed from one master to one pupil, the power growing stronger with each generation. Alone, two Sith had little chance of defeating the Jedi, but the Jedi's act had another, more serious consequence.

From the echoes of the Force, a prophecy was revealed. One that said that in time, the galaxy will bear witness to the coming of one who's power with Force will rival all others, and that this one person would bring balance to Force. No one knows what this means, only that it will write the destinies to come.

But can you see me yet?

I leap from my position, sailing through the air like Corellian hawk. My dark cloak flies off me and gently floats down. My fall seems to last for an eternity, and I watch as both Jedi turn in unison to face me. Their white lightsabers activating almost instantly.

Impressive. The master was right to worry about these two. If they were to discover the truth, years of careful planning and centuries of bottled vengeance would be lost.

I activate my own weapon, and two crimson beams appear on either side of the long hilt.

I land and stare coldly at my foes. I sense the slightest hint of fear from them, but that is all. My appearance is the likely cause. To some I would appear as a devil incarnate. Yet their control is excellent, as is their focus.

This should be an interesting fight.

Can you see me now?

Can you see me?

Can you?

Can you see their corpses now?

You can't see me can you?

Turn around….

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The End.