A Star Wars Story

"1 and 2 actviate the stations shield generator after I have left the station on the Crusader. make sure imperials don't land shuttles here. make sure the guns don't watse ammo." Jet then got up and headed to his ship the Crusader, Jet then rasied his ship into space. "2 minutes until imperials are here, so lets get this trap set. computer jump into hyperspace in the opposite direction that polis massa is facing."

"yes sir, but I must ask why are we running away when the jedi is here?"

Jet didn't have time for questions, so he just said, "Just do it!" The computer didn't even say anything this time, soon the ship jumped into hyperspace. "Now computer turn us around to hyperspace back into polis massa space, to then fire the main cannon at the first star destroyer when droid 1 and 2 say imperials have arrived. after that get into a close to close combat fight with the second. me, droid 7, and the rest will focus are fire on the three victory-class star destroyers."

"I see your plan has a 27.3 chance of success, but I have turned the ship around, and are awaiting 1 and 2's singal."

Jet had already left the room, but the computer used the ships intercom to tell him the rest. Jet entered the hange bay and climbed inside his starviper fighter. his other droids were already in their ships. there atleast hand to be two hundred ships ready to go into battle with his singal. Jet just sat there waiting in his ship like all the other droids. These droids are my family, and I know I not all of them are going to make it, I wish my brother was here, in his ship and his droids we always had the imperials running

 

"So your a Sith?" Menos kept to the shadows. He didn't look like he could be trusted. "What would a Sith want here? And with me? You vlaim you can help me yet you don't know me or my powers. What if I told you to leave? After all, you just destroyed my masters tomb for no apparent reason. Why should I trust you?"

 

A scowl drew itself across Ops face, but was hidden by his skull mask.

"How dare you challenge me... Perhaps you did not hear me the first time. I ma the TRUE Dark Lord of the Sith! Come out and face your Master, knaive!"

Ops searched the Force, but still could not locate the man.

"I knew your Master when he was still alive... Who do you think HIS Master was!"

Ops's grin was unseen beneath his mask. He wasnt able to see the man, but he could search his mind through the Force.

"If you do not come out this instant, you will Force me to kill you, which for the first time I may actually regret in killing someone. I have a ship-full of apprenti, but I am looking for a true apprentice. The Rule of Two is still in play... If you prove useful to me, you may have the grace of becoming my new apprentice... My successor...."

He grinned as he found what he was looking for in the strangers mind.

"Evan Tross... How would you like to join the League of True Sith?"

Ooc: League of True Sith, (LTS) for short.

 

"Evan Tross... I haven't gone by that name in so long that I forgot it." Menos jumped down in front of Ops. "That name belonged to a scared little orphan that doesn't exist anymore. My name is Darth Menos." Menos clipped his lightsaber on his belt. "You trained my master? Then I guess you won't be boring to tag around with. But just know, I won't ever call you master."

 

Ops's grin was unseen as his skull mask stared back blankly at the newcomer. He could feel his presence in the Force was strong indeed. As they stood there, seemingly staring eachother down, there was a connection. Ops's unique Force Vision allowed him to see the future... To trace and connect people and events... As he followed the line of Darth Menos, he saw an intricate lattice where the apprentices fate and his own coincide.

"Heh... Think what you will boy. But in time, you will learn to call me Master... Unless you can best me, which oone ever has. Any and all that have ever confronted me are now "One with the Force", if you get my drift. Now... Prove yourself worthy of becoming my apprentice. Show me your control of the Dark Side!"

 

"Alright. Just remember you asked for it." Menos flipped back and as he did he levitated a couple flat rocks under his feet so that he was standing in mid-air. He mationed hith his hand and all the dust and rocks in the room formed a twister which he sent at Ops.

 

Ops chuckled at the tornado whirling towards him.

"Interesting..."

A gesture of the Force sent to twister barreling back at Menos twice as fast.

 

Menos didn't even budge. Instead he let go of the energy used to make it causing the twister to simply slow and fall to the ground. As the dust landed it gave the room a foggy look, hiding Menos.He quickly jumped back to the shadows and began levitating and launching rocks at Ops. As he did he grabbed his lightsaber, keeping it ready for a fight.

 

A shroud of black smoke engulfed Ops as he channeled the Force through him. It seemed to act like a barrier, distintegrating the rocks that flew at him within an instant. His lightsaber found his right hand, still unactivated. He raised his left hand, and then threw it down at his side, sending a ripple through the Force that calmed the dust in the room, providing clear vision again for the both of them.

"Let me show you some of what you can learn if you become my apprentice."

A black glove hand thrust itself forward and a surge of power roared across the room, shaking the walls as it passed, seeming like a freight train aiming to smash Menos.

 

"Very nice, but two things. I can do that myself, and I'm over here!" Menos jumped out from behind him and sent a shockwave at him.

 

Ops made a quick moveset to shift some of his power in order to anchor himself to the groud as he took the blast head on. He repelled it with a splash of his own strength. The shockwave he had sent, however, appeared to smash down the back wall of the tomb.

"Filthy little cretin."

Ops's left hand raised itself like the claw of a hawk just before it strikes its prey. Purple lightning flowed freely from his fingertips in a dazzling fashion, forking every which way towards Menos.

 

Menos quickly activated his red lightsaber to block the lightning. As he did he made small motions with his head and a part of a wall burst forward between Menos and Ops. Menos quickly went around it and began striking with his lightsaber.

 

Ops ceased his Force Lightning barrage, and stared at Menos as he came around the wall, lightsaber whirling in a brilliant fashion of crimson red. His own hand spat a blade the color of an abyss, and the Dark shadow it cast was nearly transparent. He motioned faster than the eye could register to parry Menos's attack. They became lightsaber locked and behind the skull mask, Ops stared into Meno's eyes. He gathered his Dark power and used it to increase his own physical strength, while utilizing his unique gifts to gradually drain the Force from Menos. The longer they remained in contact with eachother, the more strength Ops sapped from Menos.

 

Something's not right... I'm getting exhausted, when I can go for a couple days without rest. He must be causing this! In that case... Menos jumped back and deactivated his lightsaber. He soon felt his strength returning. "So you were draining my power. Clever. Now, do we have to keep at this or are you through? I'd rather just fufill my masters last wish of a Sith ruled galaxy with no Jedi alive."

 

Ops deactivated his Saber in conjunction with Menos's deactivation.

"I am finished testing you Menos. You have the skill to become one of the greatest of Sith Lords, I can foresee this, I can help you acheive it. I can open doors to power you have never even dreamed of. Do it Menos... Pledge yourself to me... And become my apprentice."

 

"I've already told you, I won't call you master. I'll join you, I'll serve under you, I'll learn from you. But you'll never get me to call you master." Menos looked over at the dead body of his master. Soon. Soon your wish will be reality.

 

"Very well... Follow me."

Ops strode out of the tomb swiftly with Menos following close behind. He greeted his Sith apprenti outside with nothing more than a nudge that told them to ready the ship. They all quickly boarded, and the ship took off. Ops went into his meditation chambers while Menos followed him, and they reached his nexus of Dark energy.

"You are now my apprentice... Darth Menos... The first lesson is easy... Recite the Code of the Sith."

 

"Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Force shall set me free." Menos sighed. "It's something like that. I never really paid attention to it. Look if you lessons are gonna be simple history or poetry then I'm really just here for a ride. Either teach me something useful or give me a mission to do. Simple talk bores me."