Chapter 1: The fall
Dedecus hung his head as the cool water of the refresher rained down onto him. rooting its way through his oily hair. His anger being whisked away with each bead of water. Things seemed to always pile up, and Dedecus was not getting any closer to his destiny. As he closed his eyes, and lost himself in the steady patter, his thoughts drifted back, onto the critical moments that had lead him to this point.
A young boy named Armel Tavish no older than 6, kneeling before A large pureblood sith wearing armor so scarred by battle that you could hardly tell it used to have a nice red finish.. Beside Armel Kneeled a girl of the same age with bright red hair, and a confident smirk on her face. "Armel Tavish and Adanna Twila, You both come to Korriban from honored families among the Sith, and you both have undergone your initial training as Acolytes." The Pureblood Began. "I am Lord Abbatis, You two will be my apprentices... for now... Eventually one of you will distinguish them self, and I will no longer have need for both." Lord Abbatis continued. Armel and Adanna glanced toward eachother. Armel with a look of confusion, and Adanna a sly, calculating, smile. This was not the first time they had met. Dedecus remembered still the look in her eyes, a fire more vibrant than her flaming red hair shown deep into her soul. Adanna had bullied him all through their time as acolytes and becoming rival apprentices did not help the matter. She came by the powers of the sith easier than he did. While Armel worked as hard as he could at it, she would consistently best him. By the time Armel could make a spark of electricity fly from his thumb to his index finger , she would channel it effortlessly from her hands, Usually into him, as they dueled weekly. She was quite the Prodigy, and Master Abbatis let him know this at every chance. "You hate it don't you boy! She could kill you at any moment... Do you know why I don't let her?" Abbatis questioned Armel. Armel shook his head. "It is that hate that keeps you alive, that hate that keeps me interested... I have not seen a student fight as hard as you, despite losing time and again. Your drive is exceptional, and it is fueled by your hate. Obviously hate isn't enough though. The time for you to put it to good use is dwindling." Dedecus' anger rose inside him, remembering Adanna and their rivalry, the hate flowed through him, and he could feel his body temperature begin to rise but he let himself calm down again. focused on the steady melody of water drops and the cool sensations of the water running down his back. unbridled hatred was wasteful, and didn't help him right now. He thought back again to Adanna, this time walking quietly beside him, both directly behind Lord Abbatis. They were walking to the chambers of the dark council, where their master had been summoned. Adanna had her cloak pulled back so that Armel could see her brand new lightsaber swing back and forth. Abbatis had allowed her one, saying she had earned it. Dedecus let his anger rise again as he remembered looking expectantly at Abbatis' hands, hoping he would pull out another lightsaber, but none appeared. "Do you think you have earned a Saber boy? You lack the discipline and finesse to wield one, you would probably cut yourself in half." Lord Abbatis said, starring into Armel's eyes, who met them with cold rage, as he heard the audible laugh from Adanna. When they reached the chamber doors, Abbatis stopped, turned around and spoke to them. "I wish for Adanna to come inside with me. You stay out here Armel." Abbatis said with a bite of nervousness. Armel thought that the people inside must be very powerful, as Abbatis never before had shown a hint of fear regarding anybody. While Armel waited out in the hallway, thoughts raced through his head. This was it, now She had finally done enough, and Abbatis was presenting his prodigy to the council, he probably planned to kill him later, or perhaps let her do it. He knew that Abbatis put a high premium on honor, so he was sure when it did come, it would be in a formal fashion. That was the only thing that kept him from running back to his room. His hatred began to boil over. Why did Abbatis insist on humiliating him like this, couldn't they have at least killed him first, rather than force him to wait in the hall while she was shown off to the council? After a while the doors opened up again and Adanna walked out with a smug look on her face, and she peered at Armel for a moment before betraying a small chuckle to herself. She was followed by Abbatis, who looked pleased. They walked silently back to Armel and Adanna's rooms. "It has been an eventful day, we will speak in the morning, there is much we must discuss." Abbatis said before turning around and leaving. Dedecus got out of the shower, and dried himself off. He approached the mirror above the sink, and wiped the condensation away. His anger rose again as he stared into the mirror, his scarred visage and cybernetic eye stared back at him. tapping a button near his temple the eye flicked to life, and a red spot lit up in the middle. He grabbed the towel and wiped the lens on the cybernetic making sure he could see clearly out of it, before brushing his black hair down over the eye and scars. he lingered at the mirror a moment more before thinking back again to that day. Armel tossed and turned in bed, He knew tomorrow was the end. what was he supposed to do though? He had seen too many try to run, and be killed, he decided he had a better chance in a fight.. hopefully it was Adanna. While it was true she was his better, he certainly stood a chance against her. While he was thinking about how best to attack her, he heard someone clear their throat. He sat up in bed to see Adanna leaned up against one of the sides of his doorway. "What do want?" Armel said bitterly. "Oh me? I just thought I would say goodbye." She said with a laugh. "what do you..." Armel started "Oh I assume you have guessed. Abbatis plans for me to kill you tomorrow. make everything official, you know?" Armel stood up and eyed his practice saber, about 7 feet away on a rack on his wall. "Why wait?" Armel said, his anger rising quickly. he reached his hand out and his training saber flew into it. "I was thinking the same thing" She said and ignited her saber in a flash of red. Armel, fueled by rage leapt 15 feet across the room, bringing his training saber around as he flew. but Adanna gracefully parried it, before sweeping his legs out from underneath him, he fell hard on his back. She spun her saber around coming down at his head, but he rolled quickly out of the way and hopped up to his feet. Armel swung his saber around with great power but she ducked under it, then kicked him in the stomach. then she smashed a hand into the ground and the force flew from the impact and threw Armel back 5 feet. he had lost his training saber, and when he started to look around for it, he saw the walls go white and for a split second he knew what was going to happen. She sent force lightning splintering through his body, and he writhed in pain on the floor. "Did you think you could beat me? Have you ever bested me?" Adanna said laughing shrilly. Her voice went through his body, and his Rage doubled, every injustice she had dealt him raced through his head, every snide remark their master had made, always preferring her... He was still being electrified, but his rage drove him, it gave him back control of his arms, he reached his hands up and squeezed his fists tightly, and watched as her own hands crumpled, fingers bent back and folded in on themselves. she fell to the floor in pain and dropped her saber. He got up and jumped toward her, along the way force pulling her saber to his hand. he was swinging it down toward her face when something happened. Another red Saber blade came out of nowhere and blocked his strike, before spinning up toward his face. The next thing he remembered, he was laying on his back, and seeing out of just one eye.. he could smell burned flesh, and something else, something disgusting... he reached his hand up to his face and found that it was his own flesh he smelt, and the other smell was his melted eyeball. He was in extraordinary pain. when he looked around with his one eye. he saw Abbatis standing above him. "Explain yourself!" Abbatis yelled, a great fury in his voice. "I.. I didn't want to wait till tomorrow to fight." Armel replied wincing. "You fool!" Abbatis yelled, now pacing. "If you had listened to what I said, and waited like I instructed you, you would find out tomorrow that Adanna is no longer my apprentice!" Abbatis said angrily. "She is going to become the apprentice of one of the dark council, and you were to remain with me!" Armel's jaw would have dropped if he could move any muscles in his face. "Now you have let her bait you into attacking her.. A dark council member's apprentice. There is no saving this situation. You have greatly dishonored both of us. Now come with me at once." Abbatis turned and started walking in the direction of the dark council's quarters. Armel stood up and followed him closely. His fear for what was about to happen adequately distracted him from the pain oh his still burning face. They approached the chambers and waited to be allowed in.. When they finally were Armel was surprised