Re: Star Wars: Rule of two
Kravos IV is identified in the records of the galactic republic as a lifeless barren rock of mostly carbon and hydrogen, worthless and insignificant. But nothing could be further from the truth. Though the planet is located in the outer rim and barely qualifies as being within the republic's territory. It is a beautiful green world with thick jungles and trees that are surpassed only by the Wroshyr trees of Kashyyyk. And the creatures inhabiting the forests are equally impressive. Fierce and terrible lizards the size of rancors roam the jungles searching for their prey, herbivores the size of buildings. Of course the planet has some mammals as well, mostly small rodents and a few larger quadrupeds, but all are hunted by the planet's apex predators. And even the smaller lizards are vicious and cunning, hunting in large packs and using their vicious claws to bring down larger prey so that the pack may feed.
Darth Malice had known this would be his home the very day he first discovered this planet. It is a planet worthy of the Sith, the great predators embody the spirit of the Sith, most of the plants are poisonous, and life is often short and brutal on Kravos. Which is why he paid a small fortune for a slicer to change the official records on this world to represent a barren useless rock. And from that day, Kravos became his home, and using droid labor, construction of his fortress had begun.
Now the fortress stands fully constructed, massive in size and capable of housing a good sized army. It also has many labratories, a fully functional communications array. A hangar holding several different starships, and a training center that might rival the one in the Jedi temple on Coruscant. Yet despite it's size it's halls are empty except for it's many droid servants. Darth Malice is alone, and that loneliness bothers him. Not because he desires the company or approval of other beings, he's a Sith Lord and he has no need for either the presence or approval of any other being, he is the ultimate predator in the universe and even the great lizards of this world have often fallen to his blade when he seeks to confront them.
Yet what is a Sith Lord without an apprentice? It's been 5 days since his apprentice sought to take up the mantle of Sith Lord and tried to destroy him. He can still feel the stinging sensation in his right shoulder, where his apprentice's blade grazed his skin. But his apprentice had suffered far worse for his mistakes. Darth Malice refuses to pass into death easily, if his apprentice wants to become the master, they would have to earn it. Yet the death of his apprentice has left him greatly disturbed. Not so much over the loss of his apprentice himself. The man had been talented for certain, certainly the potential was there. Yet he had failed, and failure meant death. Malice would not pass the mantle of Sith Lord onto someone not worthy. Yet this had been the second apprentice that he had trained. Both had attacked him when they thought him weakened and taken full advantage of all they had learned about their master. Yet both had died.
When he had slain his own master, it had been a terrible battle, even to this day he clearly remembers the exciting and utter terrifying contest of both body and will. It had truly been a battle like the one in ancient saga's. But he 'had' succeeded. He had slain his master and taken up the mantle of Sith Lord. So why was it that both his apprentices had failed? He hadn't thought much of it when he'd slain his first apprentice, she'd been unworthy as demonstrated by her failure to kill him. But to find himself with two failures in a row, he can't help but consider that there's some flaw in his training, or perhaps in his selection process. He had chosen beings that were remarkably strong in the force and had already shown anger and cruelty in their early years. But perhaps that simply wasn't enough. This time he would not fail, this time he would find an apprentice that would not fail to surpass him one day. A being worthy to carry on the legacy of the Sith.
He turns away from the balcony and steps through the door a mere moment after it's slid open. The action so familiar and smooth, it would look to any observer as if he had tried to walk right into the door. But he knows his fortress better than anyone ever would. And there is no time to waste. Even as he steps through his private bedroom, he reaches for his comlink.
"TV-11, prepare my ship"
He suddenly stops, and turns back to the great bay window which looks out onto the balcony and out into the forest, there's a rumble in the sky and a thick tropical downpour starts to come down onto the world. He will miss this place, this world that is truly his. But he cannot allow a desire for home to cloud his judgement.
"I might not be home for a long time.."