I sat in the darkness my legs pulled up to my chest. Tears fell from my face landing on the hard ground. My life had been destroyed in a matter of seconds. The last of my family were dead, because they chose a different side. The last teardrop fell as revenge appeared in my mind. I smiled and laughed. Not once did I realise that would be the last time I would cry willingly.
I soon laughed myself to sleep, my mind burning with ideas.
I awoke to the sound of my captors by the door.
"Subject age five. Name unknown" The voice stated opening my door. My face was a twisted smile, as the guy turned to face me. "Subject is Force Sensitive" The guy was not watching as I stole his knife and dug it into his leg. My parent's had taught me how to use one effectively. I escaped through the door, but alas my escape did not last. The prison guard had caught up to me despite his injury. "Subject Number 4 considered dangerous" I was dragged back to my cell and chained. The last of my old self was disposed of.
As the years passed, my hatred grew. I remembered nothing 'good' I was gone. Lost in the abyss of darkness. My thirst for revenge grew. Soon after many years of seeing no one a face appeared at my now open cell door.
"I sense darkness in you" The voice sneered "Definitely no Jedi, but a Sith perhaps"
I smiled darkly as my last chain was undone and I leapt at the man.
"Yes, yes definitely a Dark Sider, well then welcome to my academy for Sith Assassins, Hiding under the noses of Jedi and the Empire since 1000 B.B.Y"
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