Sith Archive: Asheth (FanFiction)

Chapter 2: The Teachings

3 Hours Later after the visit to House Vantorns ruined Palace, Dromund Kaas...Silence's Chambers

The Chambers of my Master were cluttered with Artifacts, holocrons, ancient texts and anything he could get his hands on that could help enhance his knowledge, and that was something I came to respect. I walked into his meditation chamber, his focus clearly kept the same.

His hand raised slightly showing he'd acknowledged me in his presense.

"Dari j'us shiyi ri atsadims?" He said, in a language I didn't entirely understand.

He could see my face was indeed puzzled. "Ah yes Apprentice, I see you don't know my species language. Although I ordered you to do so, and yes, that was a test" He replied in response to my quickly changed features. He slowly rose from his stance, his head tilted to one side. "Whats wrong? Do you have the artifacts or not? I do not have all day!" He asked first with curiosity, but later with a loss of patience, more in a point of annoyance.

I grabbed my pouch filled with holocrons and ancient texts and tossed it to him.

"There! Not what we were looking for, but these will do, Master" I answered, before entering the meditation chamber.

He swifly catches the pouch, his face twisted in anger. "How dare you, throw these at me! These could hold valuable information that we could have lost because of your arrogance!" He yelled, lightning curling inbetween his fingers for a few second before unleashing it upon me.

The pain was unbearable, I fell to my knees trying to endure it. My body weakened and in my rage I gathered a little of my strength throwing him back with a weakened force push.

Silence Chuckled, "Do you need another lesson Ash? I'd be willing to oblige your request!" He ignited his saber before circling me, searching me for weaknesses.

I pulled myself up, igniting my saber, the crimson light shon brightly. I kept my saber close about 10 centimetres from my chest, the hilt held tightly to the left of my chest upright, watching my Master circle me. My first strike was with precision aiming for his right shoulder, he sidesteped to the opposite side of my strike, then he hit my saber with immense strength knocking it out of my hand near to the window. And he pushed me into the wall with the force with quick precision, while chuckling to himself lightly. He grabbed my saber before throwing it at my feet and shouts "Come on! Get up, Fight you pathetic child!"

I ignited my saber quickly after his words, slashing furiously at him, ever slash I threw he countered, his saber clashing with my own before he pushes me away. We clashed over and over, before my rage overtook me, lightning cirled, more like danced across my fingers and I unleashed it upon him, he put up his saber in defense absorbing most of the ligtning into the saber, he chuckled as he redirected the lightning at me. I was persistant, but it was not a factor which helped as I was thrown to the wall, smelling the charred flesh enraged me, but I was dazed.

His eyes glowed pure red, his flesh much more pale. He says "What do you think you are gaining by fighting...just give in Ash" He smirks knowing my answer already.

I sat up slightly and whispered "No!" Before throwing a weakened bolt of lightning at him, which staggered him for a second as I jumped up, slashing furiously in a weakened frenzy. Even in his distracted state I barely broke through his defenses and when I did he grabbed my saber arm and dislocated it before throwing me into the window, creating a pattern of cracked, spider web like glass.

He smiled, before levitating his saber into his hand, and spoke "Ash, you never learn. And your power is untamed. Give in Ash, this isn't worth it." His face twisted with annoyance as I shook my head, a small smile forming across my face.

He unleashed his lightning upon me again, as unbearable as before. In my weakened state I could do nothing, his strength and power was too much for me, not at all as weak as I anticipated, although as Silence being a Darth I should have know this long ago, like the title means much now however is a whole other ideal. A large inhuman smile formed across his face, the manical chuckles could be heard echoing across the chambers. He yelled "THE PAIN YOU FEEL NOW, IS ONLY A TASTE OF WHAT IS TO COME FOR YOU APPRENTICE!!"