Darth Erebus. Scary name for a Sith like me some would say. My name before is gone. My past means nothing to me anymore, except her. I loved someone once, before the darkness.
A beautiful woman. Young and vibrant. I was only a young lad when I met her. A street race on Coruscant, and she pulled me out of the wreckage of a speeder. I was run off the course by a rival racer. It was love at first sight though. We were together for years until I proposed. She rejected me, and I was heartbroken.
Her name was Ella Bairyon, and she left me on Naboo like a piece of trash. I lost my job as a mechanic on Coruscant afterwards and then my apartment was next to go. My hurt turned into anger, and my anger into rage. I didn't know what to do. I knew I was force sensative, for my mother told me this before she died. She told me to become a Jedi and do something good for once, but I couldn't have married Ella if I joined them. Ella wasn't here anymore. I can become a Jedi and honor my mother's final wishes.
The Jedi refused to train me. They told me they sensed too much anger and rage inside me. I became angry, and I showed them rage. I unexpectedly used the force to bring down a column in the temple. Restrained by Master Shaak Ti herself, I was cast away and forced to leave to the planet Dathomir to live in a small colony. There, I met Dro Kai. This is where I finally accepted the darkness. I never forgot Ella though. I loved her still, and I was unable to shake her memory away. I never forgave her either.
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Star Wars Sith Chronicles: Broken
FanfictionPower. That's what your supposed to feel as a Sith right? Inflict fear right? That's what a Sith WANTS to do right? Are they supposed to feel empty inside as well? Broken? Is it ok to feel broken? Alone. Trapped in nothingness. That's normal right...