Star Wars: Blood of Darkness

Prolouge

7,798 B.B.Y

As he stood in the commons of the temple, Darth Freis had begun preparing for the end. The jedi had found him, there was almost no chance of escape, nor would he want to. A great storm had begun to reign over this planet, the sound of screams could be heard over the sound of thunder. Freis could hear the screams dying down, so he knew the jedi would soon be upon him. He had little time, and little options. Using the force, Darth Freis opened a compartment hidden in the center of the commons. Reaching inside his black coat, Freis pulled a glowing red pyramid from one of his pockets, and placed it inside the hidden compartment. He closed the hatch and began taking every measure to hide it from the jedi. But eventually, they found their way to the temple.

Freis turned to the entrance of the temple, greeting two jedi knights in their brown cloaks and modest white tunics, along with a legion of troopers clad in white armor with orange outlining behind them. At the sight of the sith lord, the republic soldiers raised their blasters they aimed at him , while the jedi ignited their blue, single bladed lightsabers.

"You're surrounded!" Called one of the jedi. "Lay down your8 weapons, and you will be treated fairly as a prisoner of war." The dark lord scoffed at their statement. Freis never understood why the jedi even attempted to avoid a fight with a sith lord.

"Fools," The words left Darth Freis' mouth with utter annoyance. "Do you think only two jedi can kill the great Darth Freis, lord of hatred, master of the undying darkness?" And with that, Freis ignited his lightsaber, revealing his pale, wrinkled skin, his yellow teeth, and his pure red eyes. Without warning, Freis unleashed a barrage of lightning against the jedi and their forces, the blue lightning leaping from one soldier to the other as they fell like dominoes. The jedi could not move, but they could not be killed like this either. Braking from his lightning assault, he rushed towards the jedi using the force to increase his speed.

The jedi just barely managed to intercept the dark lord as he swung low to take out one of the jedi's legs. The other jedi raised his saber to strike at the sith, but he broke from his underhanded attack to repel the jedi's strike, staggering the young man. This let the other jedi recover and begin another attack. The jedi swung left, then right, and alternated between offense and defense as he went toe-to-toe with Freis. After the apprentice recovered, he joined his master in his assault, forcing Darth Freis to switch to the impenetrable defense form of soresu. But this only delayed the inevitable.

As the storm grew stronger, and the howls of the wind grew louder, Freis began to feel a sharp pain deep in his chest. Damn- The dark lord thought to himself. Not now, not when i'm so close! As Freis tried to recover from the pain, one of the jedi cut the sith lord's torso, forcing him to drop his lightsaber, and severely lower his defenses. This was the moment that the once great dark lord of the sith, Darth Freis, knew that his time had come. His era was over, and it was time that the new sith began their ascendance. He looked up to the eyes of the jedi with hatred and satisfaction in his eyes.

"Go ahead," Freis muttered to the jedi. "I will not beg for my life, I will not give you that satisfaction." Freis' life force was draining, if the jedi did not kill him, then the ritual he performed would. As the jedi raised his lightsaber to the air, Freis finally felt the one thing that he thought he had gone blind to, fear. Then, as the jedi brought his weapon down toward the sith lord, he had felt a desire to live. But it was too late. All the sith lord saw now was complete darkness. As the storm began to clear, he was swallowed by the many sins he had committed.