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Meikor kneeled before his master. He felt the force pulsing through the dread sith like blood through a living being. Meikor respected his master like a son would his father. It bordered love. This man had told Meikor all his secrets and protected him against the other students at the academy. Meikor had no reason to hate his master. In one swift motion Meikor stood up, gripped his lightsaber and dragged it over his master’s neck. As the headless body slumped to the ground Meikor stared at his masters surprised expression his features lit by the glow of Meikors lightsaber. The beating of footsteps against stone brought him back to reality as the academy’s warriors rushed up behind him. He heard the familiar sound of the igniting of lightsabers. He turned around to face the two and gripped his weapon until his knuckles where white. Both warriors where clad in the regular black clothing of full-fledged sith and had their hoods pulled up to mask their faces.

As the tallest of the warriors spoke Meikor sensed his fear and unease. He had been the pupil of Meikors master and doubt tinged his soul of the dark warrior. Meikor decided he would kill him first. The other warrior was shorter and much leaner. Unlike the first warrior this one was a gulf of ice, extremely clam despite the situation. Meikor lived for these moments. The anger, fury and power of battle. He fed of it and it fed of him, living in symbiosis. The presence of this other warrior disturbed him.

“You killed him. You killed the master” said the male voice.

Meikor glared at the warrior, stilling feeling the fear pulsing in him.

“He was weak”

The warrior didn’t answer. Meikor raised his lightsaber. Fearfully the warrior went into a defensive position. He shuddered. Then just as Meikor attack the trembling wreak, a lightsaber pierced the chest of warrior. He fell to his knees and stared at his companion. The lightsaber flashed back and forth a last time and another headless corpse fell to the floor. Meikor glared swiftly at the other warrior.

“That was my kill” he hissed, feeling his heart hammering against his rips. He narrowed his eyes waiting for a response.

As there was none Meikor lashed out with his weapon in violent arc. His counterpart sommersault backwards. Adjusting his grip on the lightsaber, Meikor leaped through the air bringing the weapon down in a chopping arc. Squatting beneath him the hodded warrior blocked hi attack pressing lightsaber to lightsaber and forced Meikor to take a step backwards. Meikor unimpressed by this contined his attacks lashing at his foe with uncontained fury. The battle attracted the other students they moved out of the coridors and into the great assembly hall.

Rolling under Meikors charge the warrior came up behind him and slashed at Meikors back. Using his connection to the force Meikor jumped the celling came down upon his attacker using the hardnes of the ceeling for momentum. Narrowly avoiding being split in two, the warrior leaped backwards. Meikor dropped to his back and his lightsaber flew from his hand. In an instant was the hodded warrior pressing on foot on his chest and holding a purple lightsaber at Meikors throat. Beneath the hood Meikor saw two eyes gleaming in victory.

“Do it. Finish me. As it is our code” Meikor spat.

The warrior heistated. Fingers clad in black cloth fingered the lightsaber. Then out of the cold darkness of the academy came a icy voice.

“At least revel yourself to your victim before you kill him Ilena” it commanded.

Nodding the warrior pulled back the black hood reaveling a pair of green tentacles. Yellow eyes meet Meikors glaze, sparkling in the glow of the lightsaber. She was beautiful like all of her race, but not without ability despite the reputation of her race being slaves.

“Twi'lek, I thought your kind only where of use as slaves and handmaidens” Meikor defiantly stated in the face of his attacker.

“Now now Meikor, you must show respect to a duelist such as this one. To the Sith there is no race, only power and skill mean anything” the icy voiced stated.

Meikor growled only at the pause in the battle. He opened his swordhand and he reached for his lightsaber with the force. Just as he was about to pull the lightsaber to his hand, another force seized the lightsaber. Meikor felt himself fall into a pool of fear as he saw the headmaster holding the lightsaber, studying it carefully.

“A prized possesion I am sure” the dark master stated. “Expertly tuned to your person Meikor. It is like another limb. Your fear I might drop it or take it as my own are you not?”

Meikor did not answer. He simply longed for it. It was his. Why should he have it. Meikor reached out for the weapon again. It didnt even move in the headmasters grasp.

“You do want it back Meikor. Be a good boy and I might return it. And Ilena release him will you, I have an assignment for both you.”

Ilena turned off the lightsaber and stepped of Meikor and walked in the direction of the headmaster.

Meikor stood up and followed her, rage boiling within. His time would come

They would all learn

He endured too long

Description
Meikor kneeled before his master. He felt the force pulsing through the dread sith like blood through a living being. Meikor respected his master like a son would his father. It bordered love. This man had told Meikor all his secrets and protected him against the other students at the academy. Meikor had no reason to hate his master. In one swift motion Meikor stood up, gripped his lightsaber and dragged it over his master’s neck. As the headless body slumped to the ground Meikor stared at his masters surprised expression his features lit by the glow of Meikors lightsaber. The beating of footsteps against stone brought him back to reality as the academy’s warriors rushed up behind him. He heard the familiar sound of the igniting of lightsabers. He turned around to face the two and gripped his weapon until his knuckles where white. Both warriors where clad in the regular black clothing of full-fledged sith and had their hoods pulled up to mask their faces.

As the tallest of the warriors spoke Meikor sensed his fear and unease. He had been the pupil of Meikors master and doubt tinged his soul of the dark warrior. Meikor decided he would kill him first. The other warrior was shorter and much leaner. Unlike the first warrior this one was a gulf of ice, extremely clam despite the situation. Meikor lived for these moments. The anger, fury and power of battle. He fed of it and it fed of him, living in symbiosis. The presence of this other warrior disturbed him.

“You killed him. You killed the master” said the male voice.

Meikor glared at the warrior, stilling feeling the fear pulsing in him.

“He was weak”

The warrior didn’t answer. Meikor raised his lightsaber. Fearfully the warrior went into a defensive position. He shuddered. Then just as Meikor attack the trembling wreak, a lightsaber pierced the chest of warrior. He fell to his knees and stared at his companion. The lightsaber flashed back and forth a last time and another headless corpse fell to the floor. Meikor glared swiftly at the other warrior.

“That was my kill” he hissed, feeling his heart hammering against his rips. He narrowed his eyes waiting for a response.

As there was none Meikor lashed out with his weapon in violent arc. His counterpart sommersault backwards. Adjusting his grip on the lightsaber, Meikor leaped through the air bringing the weapon down in a chopping arc. Squatting beneath him the hodded warrior blocked hi attack pressing lightsaber to lightsaber and forced Meikor to take a step backwards. Meikor unimpressed by this contined his attacks lashing at his foe with uncontained fury. The battle attracted the other students they moved out of the coridors and into the great assembly hall.

Rolling under Meikors charge the warrior came up behind him and slashed at Meikors back. Using his connection to the force Meikor jumped the celling came down upon his attacker using the hardnes of the ceeling for momentum. Narrowly avoiding being split in two, the warrior leaped backwards. Meikor dropped to his back and his lightsaber flew from his hand. In an instant was the hodded warrior pressing on foot on his chest and holding a purple lightsaber at Meikors throat. Beneath the hood Meikor saw two eyes gleaming in victory.

“Do it. Finish me. As it is our code” Meikor spat.

The warrior heistated. Fingers clad in black cloth fingered the lightsaber. Then out of the cold darkness of the academy came a icy voice.

“At least revel yourself to your victim before you kill him Ilena” it commanded.

Nodding the warrior pulled back the black hood reaveling a pair of green tentacles. Yellow eyes meet Meikors glaze, sparkling in the glow of the lightsaber. She was beautiful like all of her race, but not without ability despite the reputation of her race being slaves.

“Twi'lek, I thought your kind only where of use as slaves and handmaidens” Meikor defiantly stated in the face of his attacker.

“Now now Meikor, you must show respect to a duelist such as this one. To the Sith there is no race, only power and skill mean anything” the icy voiced stated.

Meikor growled only at the pause in the battle. He opened his swordhand and he reached for his lightsaber with the force. Just as he was about to pull the lightsaber to his hand, another force seized the lightsaber. Meikor felt himself fall into a pool of fear as he saw the headmaster holding the lightsaber, studying it carefully.

“A prized possesion I am sure” the dark master stated. “Expertly tuned to your person Meikor. It is like another limb. Your fear I might drop it or take it as my own are you not?”

Meikor did not answer. He simply longed for it. It was his. Why should he have it. Meikor reached out for the weapon again. It didnt even move in the headmasters grasp.

“You do want it back Meikor. Be a good boy and I might return it. And Ilena release him will you, I have an assignment for both you.”

Ilena turned off the lightsaber and stepped of Meikor and walked in the direction of the headmaster.

Meikor stood up and followed her, rage boiling within. His time would come

They would all learn

He endured too long