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Jedi Master Howzeth and his apprentice had been together for a long while now. Much longer than either could remember yet something still botherd him about his padawan. He couldnt quite put his finger on it. Whatever was wrong with Zeeke, he was hiding it well. The two of them sat on the front lawn of the Jedi Training accademy on Rin IV, a long way from their original homeworld of Exetonia on which they lived.

"Zeeke" Howzeth spoke up "Something has been troubling me for quite some time now. Why do you mask your emotions to hide them from me?" He finished

"I have no idea what you are talking about master. Im not hiding anything from you." Zeeke replied

"Careful my padawan. Lying is a trait of the darkside and only leads ones heart to evil. How many times must i tell you this"

"About as many times as youve told me about losing my lightsaber or crafting it master" Zeeke said in a less than friendly tone.

"Well my Padawan, that's enough training for today. You should get some rest, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. We fly to Tattoine." Howzeth said

"Yes my master" Zeeke replied in a somewhat playful tone.

The two of them retired to their rooms in the accademy. Howzeth was really worried about Zeeke but shrugged it off as boystrous behavious. His head hit the pillow and he fell straight to sleep. Zeeke on the other hand snuck out into the Jedi training grounds to meet with an aquaintance.

This aquaintance was no ordinary figure. He wore dark robes and spoke with a rough voice. It wasnt an old voice just a voiuce tainted by many years of pain suffering and darkness.

"So boy, you have made your decision as to where the true power of the force lies."

"Yes my dark master. The true power of the force lies with the darkside and you as my master have taught me much"

"good" replied the dark figure "Then there is one last thing you must do. Tomorrow, on Tattoine, i will face your Jedi master. When the time is right, rather than help him, you will strike him down and your journey to the darkside will be complete" He finished

"Yes my dark master" Zeeke replied. he scuttled away back to the accademy for tomorrow, his fate would well and truley be decided.


Howzeth woke up with a sweat. Could it be true he thought to himself. Has my padawan turned to the darkside or was it a nightmare. like in my childhood. He couldnt distinguish between fate and lies. His vision of the future now clouded. He returned to sleep again not knowing it would be his last...

(ooc: open for comments)

At 09:30 hours that morning Howzeth awoke and set about packing his stuff for the journey ahead. In 30 minutes, he would be making the short trip to Tatooine with his Padawan. His vision was still haunted by the nightmare he had had the night before but it did not bother him. He would continue on his mission to Tatooine to investigate the Hutts illegal gambling ring that had caused the deaths of many dignitaries. Little did he know it was a trap laid by an evil sith master. Little did he know of what his Padawan would be doing. He brushed all his fears aside to concentarte on the here and now.

Zeeke on the other hand had been up concentrating all night. He knew what he must do today and he was a little scared. The last little bit of good in him, making him decide wether or not to kill his Jedi master. A voice kept going around in his hear re-affirming his mission. He would kill his master and beome a sith lord much more powerful than his master could ever imagine. There was a chime at the door followed by some speech.

"Come my Padawan, it is time to leave"

"yes my master" came the muted reply.

The two of them walked to the hangar where they picked up a shuttle to the Blockade runner waiting in orbit. THis bloackade runner would travel the short distance to Tattoine in a matter of hours. It was there where the destiny of 1 Jedi would end and the destiny of another would begin. It was not by fate that Howzeth and his padawan had been led here but by the will of the emperor himself. Today another Jedi would turn, and today, the empure would grow ever stronger...

Later, on board the Blockade runner, Howzeth again challenged his padawan

"My padawan, i can sense only death on this planet. Are you sure you wish to travel with me to the surface" Howzeth spoke up

"Yes my master. We have a mission to complete my master" Zeeke replied

"Ok then. Be watchful of the darkside. It clouds my vission as we speak so it must be clouding yours" Howzeth spoke again, this time in a more pronounced tone

"Yes my master, my vision is clouded."

Zeeke was lying through his back teeth. His mind was all the more clearer today. There was no doubt in his mind anymore of what he had to do. It was his destiny to face and kill his Jedi master, his fate to become a sith Lord and his fate to become powerfull. He had managed to hide this well from his ill fated master and now, the plans of over 15 years were coming to a head. The Emperor would be most pleased with his new aquisition. He would become a great leader, much like Darth Vader and strike fear into the hearts of many a man in the future. All he had to do for now was to kill his master...

OOC: Very Impressive Exetonia. Is this just a story thread then?

ooc: Thanks :) . Yeah, this is just a story thread to give me someone to replace Hozgarth as leader of the Exetonian Navy. I wanted a dark character so i guess im making one.

OOC: Ah. cool. Welcome to my world. I have been a dark ruler for a long time. Now we're both evil, maybe our alliance will get better... ;)

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At 12:00 hours, Howzeth and his young apprentice Zeeke arrived above the plannet of Tatooine. They caught a small comerical atmoispheric freighter to the surface where they would begin their line of inquiry about the Hutts or so Howzeth though. It was his young apprentice's task to lead Howzeth to a small valley loacted not to far from the port of Rizeth where they had landed. It was night i this area of Tatooine so Howzeth and Zeeke set their watches appropriately. This would be Howzeths last few hours of life.

Howzeth orderd Zeeke to look around whilst he went into a bar to gain some information. Zeeke obliged knowing he would come up with false information. Howzeth stopped. He felt a presence he had not felt in years but merley dismissed it as part of his clouded vission and carried on with the task at hand.

Zeeke on the otherhand used his jedi mind tricks to aquire a small speeder craft to meet with his true master Darth Horladus. He set off at some speed knowing his master would only be a matter of time before his master arrived.

10 minutes later he had arrived at his destination and there waiting for him was his dark master.

"So boy, you have decided to go through with my plan." Horladus spoke

"yes my dark master. I will lure him to the canyon where you can face him and I shall kill him" replied Zeeke

"Excellent. Everything is proceding as my master has forseen it. Let us procede as planned" Horladus replied in his rough voice.

"Yes my master" Zeeke replied before heading off back towards Rizeth to meet up with his Jedi master.

10 minutes later he was back again. he didtched the speeder and got back to the bar in time to see his master walking out.

"Did you have any luck my master" Zeeke spoke up

"There was no fruit in this bar young one" Howzeth replied. "How about you?"

"Yes my master, i did indeed have some luck. I know exactly where the Hutts are located. It is in a small valley not 10 minutes via speeder frome here my master" Zeeke replied in a cool tone of voice

"Good work young Padawan. Take me there" Howzeth replied in a slightly jolly tone. He had no idea of the trap that awaited him in that valley and that his destiny would lie there. The trap was sprung and it was only a matter of time before Zeeke could strike down his master and finally become a Sith lord. All these years of dark training had tainted and warped his mind but he had managed to hide it from his master well. It was time. The two of them set off in a speeder towards the trap.... Zeekes destiny lay before him, his masters was coming to an end.

Zeeke slowed the speeder as it enterd the canyon before brining it to a stop at his masters command.

"Hide my padawan, i sense evil here."

He was right. Out of the shadows came Darth Horladus. Clad in his dark robes. He ignited his saber and lept for Howzeth. Howzeth ignited his blade, rolled and blocked Horladus attack before countering. The two masters one of light, one of dark fought with an intense ferocity. Howzeths attacks calculated whilst Horladus' were fierce and ill planned.

The two blades crackled as the again met

"You cannot win Horladus. The light is much stronger than the dark" Howzeth spoke up.

"But i have already won you old fool, cant you see how much hatred there is for me in your own heart" Horladus replied. The two men traded another few blows with Howzeth scoring a glancing hit on Horladus.

"you are a fool Howzeth. You can never beat me I am so much stronger than when i was your apprentice."

"Never" Howzeth yelled. Zeeke watched intently from the speeder, enthralled by what he saw, waiting for the perfect moment.

The two masters continued to trade blows with each other with the moment frawing ever closer. Howzeth was weakning and drawing on all his experience from previous fights with Horladus. It was then that Zeeke saw his moment to strike. He lept out of the speeder and drew his saber. Before Howzeth had a moment to even think he felt a sharp pain, gradually subsiding as Zeeke thrust his saber through his stomach. "No" was all a now dying Howzeth was able to say before he slumped to the floor. It was over. Both Horladus and Zeeke retracted their abres and mounted the speeder. In the distance an imperial shuttle could be seen landing. This would Be the two siths transport to the ISD that was now awaiting them in orbit.

This ISD would take Zeeke too the newly constructed Behemoth and then onto the wick where he would perform his first duty as a sith lord for his emperor. His journey to the darkside was now complet, he was a sith lord and a powerful one at that. Horladus retruned to Exetonia to report back to his old master, Darth Ragious.

(ooc:comments on my first char building rp are welcome)