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Darth Vindictus awoke. Sparks leapt into the air before him, originating from the control panel of his single occupant starfighter. Smoke poured out of the front of the vehicle. The outer visor of the starfighter splintered with spiderwebbed cracks all through it. His body weighed heavily upon him, but he couldn’t sense any major injuries from the crash.
Force Pushing the visor out of its holdings, Vindictus crawled out of his downed ship. He stood and inspected it for damage. Completely fucked. Telekinetically drawing his lightsaber to his hand, he extended the blood-red blade, tore a chunk of plating from the starship with the Force, and stabbed deeply.
He walked away calmly as flames erupted from the fuel line, and a moment later a deafening explosion heralded the destruction of his starship. A plume of flame climbed into the sky, leaving behind a black column of smoke in its wake. No one would scavenge what he left behind.
It was then that the Sith Lord bothered to absorb his surroundings. As fire crackled behind him, he drew in the deep, untouched greens and browns of an untamed jungle planet. He sensed the Force strongly, almost suffocatingly, on this world, in no small part due to the abundance of life flourishing all around him. Calls of alien beasts and birds echoed around the enormous, building-sized trees that stretched high above and out of sight.
Darth Vindictus recounted his last conscious moments to resolve the mystery of this place. After discovering Darth Bane’s treacherous plan, he leapt into his starfighter and set out to slay the fool. On the way, something happened... but no clear memory supported what, exactly, led him to crashing. Nor where this planet was, or what it was called.
Wait... a few spotty thoughts almost congealed into a recollection of the past, but not quite. He remembered something appearing in the midst of deep space, something he hadn’t seen before. It sucked him in, then... another handful of shaky visual memories of him desperately wrenching the controls into obedience, failing, and then blackness.
A ploy by Darth Bane? Had it been a trap? Could the mystery phenomenon that disabled his ship and dropped him here have been part of the deranged Sith’s promise to wipe out the remainder of his order? If it had, he failed. Vindictus still drew breath.
Yet if Darth Bane knew that, he would surely arrive to claim his head personally. The Sith Lord needed to be ready for a battle at any moment.
At least it was unlikely anyone would chance upon him on this remote world. Unfortunately, that made things more difficult when it came to leaving. Having landed the death blow on his already useless starfighter, his hopes of finding transport in this primitive world were slim, especially since he couldn’t deduce where a settlement be with all of this... life interfering with his senses.
Still, Darth Bane had to be stopped. His insane notion that the entirety of the Sith population should be reduced to two bordered on treason against the Force itself.
But whatever planet he slammed into wasn’t familiar to him. Finding the heretic from here would prove challenging.
A low growl emanated nearby, but the thick, leafy vegetation blocked the creature from sight. Moments later, a predator burst from its verdant hiding place, extending hooked claws from its paws and baring teeth large and pointed enough to shear through bone.
Darth Vindictus thrust a hand at the pouncing beast, locking it in mid-air. It struggled against the binds of the Force and surprisingly proved quite capable. Vindictus felt the strain as the beast thrashed against his will. This had to end quickly.
Sweeping his arm downwards, the Sith Lord drove the scaly monster into the ground, stunning it momentarily. The crimson lightsaber blade sizzled quietly as Darth Vindictus used it to cleave through the creature’s neck. Blood pooled about the headless corpse of the native creature as he strode away, careful not to get any of the red fluid on his cloak.
Though the plasma blade retracted back into its housing, Darth Vindictus held the lightsaber hilt in his hand, at the ready.
Penetrating hardy, unyielding ferns and bushes with almost every step, the Sith Lord battled the vegetation that choked the planet’s surface. The lightsaber blade soon returned as he hacked through the stubborn plant life, forging a path that allowed his cloak to remain unhindered by the grasping twigs and branches.
Each swing of the weapon sent a low hum through the jungle, and each branch severed or plant uprooted rustled as it tumbled to the earth. Another opportunistic carnivore would eventually hear his noisy ingress, but Darth Vindictus didn’t mind. If anything else approached him here, anything at all...
He would murder it without a second thought.
Force Pushing the visor out of its holdings, Vindictus crawled out of his downed ship. He stood and inspected it for damage. Completely fucked. Telekinetically drawing his lightsaber to his hand, he extended the blood-red blade, tore a chunk of plating from the starship with the Force, and stabbed deeply.
He walked away calmly as flames erupted from the fuel line, and a moment later a deafening explosion heralded the destruction of his starship. A plume of flame climbed into the sky, leaving behind a black column of smoke in its wake. No one would scavenge what he left behind.
It was then that the Sith Lord bothered to absorb his surroundings. As fire crackled behind him, he drew in the deep, untouched greens and browns of an untamed jungle planet. He sensed the Force strongly, almost suffocatingly, on this world, in no small part due to the abundance of life flourishing all around him. Calls of alien beasts and birds echoed around the enormous, building-sized trees that stretched high above and out of sight.
Darth Vindictus recounted his last conscious moments to resolve the mystery of this place. After discovering Darth Bane’s treacherous plan, he leapt into his starfighter and set out to slay the fool. On the way, something happened... but no clear memory supported what, exactly, led him to crashing. Nor where this planet was, or what it was called.
Wait... a few spotty thoughts almost congealed into a recollection of the past, but not quite. He remembered something appearing in the midst of deep space, something he hadn’t seen before. It sucked him in, then... another handful of shaky visual memories of him desperately wrenching the controls into obedience, failing, and then blackness.
A ploy by Darth Bane? Had it been a trap? Could the mystery phenomenon that disabled his ship and dropped him here have been part of the deranged Sith’s promise to wipe out the remainder of his order? If it had, he failed. Vindictus still drew breath.
Yet if Darth Bane knew that, he would surely arrive to claim his head personally. The Sith Lord needed to be ready for a battle at any moment.
At least it was unlikely anyone would chance upon him on this remote world. Unfortunately, that made things more difficult when it came to leaving. Having landed the death blow on his already useless starfighter, his hopes of finding transport in this primitive world were slim, especially since he couldn’t deduce where a settlement be with all of this... life interfering with his senses.
Still, Darth Bane had to be stopped. His insane notion that the entirety of the Sith population should be reduced to two bordered on treason against the Force itself.
But whatever planet he slammed into wasn’t familiar to him. Finding the heretic from here would prove challenging.
A low growl emanated nearby, but the thick, leafy vegetation blocked the creature from sight. Moments later, a predator burst from its verdant hiding place, extending hooked claws from its paws and baring teeth large and pointed enough to shear through bone.
Darth Vindictus thrust a hand at the pouncing beast, locking it in mid-air. It struggled against the binds of the Force and surprisingly proved quite capable. Vindictus felt the strain as the beast thrashed against his will. This had to end quickly.
Sweeping his arm downwards, the Sith Lord drove the scaly monster into the ground, stunning it momentarily. The crimson lightsaber blade sizzled quietly as Darth Vindictus used it to cleave through the creature’s neck. Blood pooled about the headless corpse of the native creature as he strode away, careful not to get any of the red fluid on his cloak.
Though the plasma blade retracted back into its housing, Darth Vindictus held the lightsaber hilt in his hand, at the ready.
Penetrating hardy, unyielding ferns and bushes with almost every step, the Sith Lord battled the vegetation that choked the planet’s surface. The lightsaber blade soon returned as he hacked through the stubborn plant life, forging a path that allowed his cloak to remain unhindered by the grasping twigs and branches.
Each swing of the weapon sent a low hum through the jungle, and each branch severed or plant uprooted rustled as it tumbled to the earth. Another opportunistic carnivore would eventually hear his noisy ingress, but Darth Vindictus didn’t mind. If anything else approached him here, anything at all...
He would murder it without a second thought.