Starwars: The Story of Darth Vyd

Prologue

  Drak stood in a line outside of  Jabba's palace. The dark red skinned zabrak had old  rags on, or well a very old outfit that he had worn since he was sold to Jabba. He looked down at his shackles, embracing them. He then focused on his emotions.

He had felt nothing but anger and hate for the slug. "Hey you, Look at me!" A voice was heard. Drak lifted his head up to see the commotion. "That Zabrak there, how much is he?" The man speaking was a Twi'lek. "25,000 credits." The person who was over seeing the slave trades.

Drak has been a slave most of his life. He didn't know his parents, nor did he care for them. He believed that they were in debt and the only way out was to get rid of their child.

The twi'lek approached Drak. "Hey Zabrak, you're coming with me." He tugged on Drak's chains. Drak followed the twi'lek's lead. Drak didn't care where he ended up.

Drak was lead to a ship, he then entered the ship and took a seat. The twi'lek removed Drak's shackles, even though it was dangerous to do so. "Relax for a while, it will take quite some time to get to the location." The twi'lek stated. "Also what is your name?" The twi'lek looked at Drak. "My name is Drak." Drak's voice was hoarse, it's like he needed a drink but couldn't get one.

The twi'lek handed him a rag. "Put this over your eyes and tie it." He ordered. Drak did what he was told to do. He was blindfolded. It was about an hour before the ship came to a halt.

"Stand up, I'll lead you to the location." Drak stood up and he could tell that the ship was still hovering but he didn't pay to much attention to it. The twi'lek grabbed Drak and lead him to a door that was opened. Drak could tell it was open since he could hear the gust of wind pelting against the ship.

"Goodbye." The twi'lek laughed as he kicked Drak. Drak went forward, falling. It wasn't a big fall because Drak landed immediately. He felt the sand of this world. Whatever world it was. The world was a mystery to Drak. He stood up and took the blindfold off. "What does...ancient carvings?" He questioned himself as he looked at the carving in the walls that were around him. 

"Tombs of some sort." He sighed. "I guess i'll walk til i find a place." He began to walk. He noticed the statues of what seemed to be people staring at the ground. "They must be jedi's of some sort.." Drak disliked the jedi. He thought that if the jedi were the good guys that they would've got him out of the slave trade, but they didn't.

He walked out of this valley. He continued at a steady pace, walking for miles on end. He began to see a temple in the distance, but he couldn't see any life. Whatever the building was, it called to him. There was a strange hum that he picked up on. Something sinister, something dark was on this planet, it added more to the mystery.

"Where am i?" He questioned himself once more, however he continued walking, getting closer and closer to the temple. "No signs of life..thats odd. Maybe I'm the only thing on this planet." He sighed. He arrived at the temple, noticing skeletons and some bugs. "Whatever this place is, its strange..and the hum makes it more mysterious." He said to himself before turning around to see a women, she was human and middle aged. "This place is the Academy of the Sith, and that hum the darkside calling out to you." She looked at him.

"Who are you and how did you find me?" He sounded perplexed. "Calm down Zabrak, I was wondering around the dunes finding things to scavenge and then I heard you." She stated. The women had long blonde hair and an hour glass body.

"I see, well..am i force sensitive then?" The women nodded. "I for one can not hear it, there are old books and tomes in the Academy, I can enter into there with you if you want." She said. Drak nodded. "What is your name?" He asked her. "My name is...well best you don't know but you can call me Moriah." Drak looked at her weird and then turned his head.

"Im Drak, anyways let's get into this temple." He yawned and then started his journey, Moriah following behind him. "The archives could possibly teach you how to use your darkside ablities, yet we have someone in the village who knows how to help." She stated. "Which way is the Archives?"

She began to give Drak directions. About 30minutes later they arrive at the archives. "The room is huge..and there are a few skeletons with clothing." Drak stated. "I'd be careful, not to disturb the dead." She watched him carefully.

Drak walked over to one of the skeletons. It was still fully clothed and it had a lightsaber next to it. He knew it was a lightsaber since it had a emitter. "This is an odd one, double bladed.." He picked it up and he tensed up. Standing still like a statue. He was seeing visions.

"Four against one Bane. And you left your lightsaber back in your chambers, i like those odds." The lightsabers old owner's voice mocked his opponent. His opponent was tall and muscular. He was also bald but strong in the darkside. Drak then snapped out of it when Moriah snatched the lightsaber from him.

"I saw a man..however I...I...well I didn't know who he was but I only saw him." Drak stated before picking up the clothes. "You saw visions of what this weapon has done." She stated. "There is someone back at Dreshdae that has the same abilities, maybe he can help you claim your force abilities." She told him.

Drak went to the book shelf after he put the clothes over his shoulder. He began to look at the books and the titles. One stuck out to him. Darth Revan. He pulled the book and began to read it. "Boring..what am i suppose to learn from this?" He shoved the book back into its previous slot. "I'll go to Dreshdae...whatever that is.." He huffed. "Its a city, I will lead you there." She pulled him, guiding him.

When they arrived at Dreshdae, Drak was amazed. "It's quite nice here." He stated as he was still being pulled by Moriah. "I'll give you a heads up, he is a jedi, now why is he on korriban? I do not have the slightest clue, however he will help you." Drak nodded even though he hated jedi's. "Hand me the lightsaber." He told Moriah, she handed it to him. Drak simply put it on his belt.

They ented the building. "Who is this Moriah?" The jedi was meditating facing away from the door. He sensed Drak. "Whoever it is doesn't have sympathy for a jedi so why is he here?" He asked. "He needs help with the force, Syrex."  She told him. "How can I help him?" He rolled his eyes. Drak stayed silent, not saying a word.

"He may become a jedi..you can train him as your own." She tried to persuade. "Deal, now.." He stood up turning around. "My name is Syrex which you already know, what is your name Zabrak?" He asked. "Drak." Drak didn't like the idea of being an apprentice, but he came up with a plan to kill him as soon as he could control the force. "Drak, give me your hand." Drak held out his hand and the jedi grabbed it.

"Close your eyes." He ordered, right as Drak closed his eyes so did Syrex. "Feel your surroundings Drak, feel the shelves, feel the air." He stated. "The force is all that surrounds us, it is what powers the creation of life." He explained. Before long, objects began to hover. "You have done well Drak." The jedi ended the meditation and the objects slammed down onto their place.

"I'll teach you a few force powers such as push, lift, and pull." Drak became excited. They began to practice. Drak was a fast learner so he got the skills down almost immediately. "You are one of my fastest learners..that is dangerous..." Syrex said to himself, only mumbling.

"Now i'll teach you some lightsaber forms..however this may be difficult for you but we'll move outside." Syrex escorted Drak outside, Moriah followed eager to see what lightsaber combat was like. Once they got outside to a clean area that had no people near it. Syrex pulled his lightsaber off his belt and he ignited it.

Drak grabbed his lightsaber but hesitated. "Whats troubling you Zabrak?" Drak looked at him. "The lightsaber..the prievous owner..well..met a terrible end." He stated. "Do not let the fear of the weapon get to you padawan." Drak recoiled in disgust. Drak ignited the lightsaber to see a nice red hue on both ends. "I see..you got the saber from the academy, nothing we cant fix." The jedi laughed.

The lightsaber seemed to fit Drak. It felt natural to him. Drak twirled the lightsaber. "Thats a nice flourish, now lets spar!" Syrex exclaimed in excitement.