The rule of two (Starwars x high school dxd)

Chapter 1: The new order

Heavy footsteps echo through the dark hallway, as an armored figure walks towards his master's throne room. This is the apprentice Sith Lord, and recently, he has been displeased with the ways of the order. The young man believes the time has come, to overthrow his master and take control of the faction. For years he had been observing what the devils had done in order to preserve their way of life, and studied the devil civil war. He believed that the new Satan faction was on the right path to prosperity and survival. He had no plans of using something similar to the evil piece system, but he had a plan. He went searching for people who could be force-sensitive and found an abnormally large amount in a small town located in southern Japan. He believed these young humans, who were not much younger than him, to be perfect candidates to restart and create a new Sith empire. All that was left to do, was to seize control of the current empire, and that meant killing his master and becoming the master Sith Lord. He sensed that he was ready, and had become more powerful than his master. After all, it was his master that stripped him away from his family and murdered his parents to make him into the Sith he is today.

Apprentice: So he thinks he can make me forget where I come from, and make me just like him. It's time for the Sith to be reborn, in my image.

With that one final declaration to himself, he entered his masters quarters, and his plan would be set into motion. He kneeled in front of his master one final time.

Sith Lord: State your business, my apprentice.

Apprentice: There is a certain matter I would like to discuss, with your permission of course my master.

Sith Lord: Speak, but make it short, Lord Veyron.

Darth Veyron: I would like to discuss the future of this empire. And I have an idea and a plan.

The master stood up from his throne, and looked down to his apprentice. Veyron stood up and looked at his master dead in the eyes as he took out his lightsaber.

Darth Veyron: But unfortunately, you are not involved.

Veyron ignited his Crimson blade, and held it up to his face preparing for a duel that would decide the fate of the order. His master looked disgusted, and drew his lightsaber from his hip, igniting it as well.

Sith Lord: So, you think that you are worthy of taking the throne and leading my empire, boy? You lack vision. What makes you think that you are the future of this empire, when you are still far too young?

Darth Veyron: No master Malicus, it is you that lacks vision, and you will lead the Sith to ruin. I have seen the ways of the new devils, I believe they have the right idea to ruling a faction. Times have changed, the Sith need to change with them in order to survive. If we keep the same rigid and dogmatic rules of our past, we will be doomed. The Sith will prosper under my command.

Darth Malicus' laugh echo the chamber as he mocks the words of his apprentice.

Darth Malicus: What A fool you are Veyron, The new satan faction is full of peace loving cowards, you tarnish the name of the Sith by even suggesting that they know how to run a faction. But if that is what you think, so be it, may the strongest rule.

The two Sith Lords prepare themselves for the duel of their lives, for the winner would rule the faction. They lunge at each other to begin the battle, with each mastering multiple forms of lightsaber combat. The fight was the most intense, exhausting, and brutal light saber battle that they've ever been in. Swing after swing and each attempt on each other's lives was another ounce of energy drained from what little they had left. For hour after hour the  sabers hummed in unison being blocked and parried with no opening to go for a killing blow. Both used all their knowledge of the force to gain any sense of an upper hand, using abilities most Sith could only dream of. But eventually, youth and raw talent won the day with Veyron disarming his former master of his weapon and slicing off his hands. Malicus fell to his knees with little life left in his body and looked up at his apprentice, towering over him.

Darth Veyron: It's like you said, only the strongest shall rule. The empire will prosper once again, without bloodshed.

Darth Malicus: You doom the Sith to a path of peace with no meaning. Without war and destruction, the Sith have no meaning!

Darth Veyron: That is where you are mistaken. A path of peace, does not mean a path without battle. The Sith will continue to battle, but no more death or bloodshed, just tests of strength and growth. It's time for the age of violence to end once and for all.

Veyron raised his lightsaber to cut down his master. With no hesitation, he executed his former master. Sheathing his lightsaber, he used a force ability he read in the ancient Sith texts that drained something of its force energy, making the Sith who used it instantly grow exponentially in power. Veyron used this newly mastered ability and drain the corpse of its remaining force energy. However it still had more than he realized, and by the time he had finished, his power had tripled. After the body was gone, he sat on the Sith throne, and took his place as the new Lord of the Sith. Veyron closed his eyes for a brief moment before thinking to himself.

Darth Veyron: Now is the time that my plan is set into motion. The new Sith faction will rise and prosper. And maybe, I will make friends and allies along the way...... I have never had a friend before. I'm sure it would be... quite nice.