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I'll Make A Sith Out Of You.

In a not so far distant planet from where the child was abducted is the current scene located. The temperature of the entire planet seems to have a chilling cold feel to it, all around them was abandoned rusted homes and vehicles, the smell of rust and oil overwhelming the senses as the lord dragged the child towards a large building that seemed to be almost intact, albeit still heavily damaged due to natural weather.

Once inside the building, the lord would pull the child to the middle of the area and allow him to take in the surroundings for the moment. The floors and walls all made up of rustic metal, with a very icy feel to the touch despite the bonfire that was lit in the exact middle.

The ground covered in debris of the fallen in holes from the parts of the ceiling missing, broken tables and old day tools, weapons and miscellaneous equipment littering the outskirts of the building. Apart from the debris, there were heavy melted lines indicating the abuse of a light-saber was once a normal circumstance and the presence of bone marrow would also indicate the death of people in the past.

The lord would remove his robes, throwing it onto a table nearby and brushing dust off of an old practice sword, picking it up and chucking it towards [member="Egil"].

"Child. I killed your townsfolk, friends and parents. They will never see you again, you shall never see them again."
 
Trembling In fear hiding his face from the man, tears running down his noise onto the floor creating a small puddle. He shudders with steam rising from his mouth in the cold air.

"W....w...w..why would you d...d...do this."

[member="Darth Carolus"]
 
The lord would make his way over to [member="Egil"] and before saying a word to the boy, a leather boot would be brought towards the child's gut with the intend of causing mild harm.

"Stand up!"

Carolus would then take a couple steps away from the child, adjusting his metallic mask and giving the child a moment to rise to his feet.
 
Egil slowly stands holding his gut, He rubs his nose with his sleeve. Brings his other hand up to his chest trying to keep as warm as he can.

He looks to the ground not looking at the man avoiding eye contact.

[member="Darth Carolus"]
 
The lord turns to face [member="Egil"] and a look of distaste would appear on his own, despite having a mask and what could one expect from a child so young who witnessed the destruction of those closest to him. Carolus would clasp his hands behind his back, and begins to speak in a calmer tone.

"Child, you are unaware of the untapped potential you carry but I am not ignorant to it, you will make a powerful Sith and I shall be the one to mold you into one."
 
Elig Still shivering he grabs his cloak and wraps it around him.

"I...I don't know what y...y..you are talking about. W...w..what's a Sith"


[member="Darth Carolus"]
 
The sound of leather gripping leather would be heard as the lord tightens his grip, then with a simple turn he lets out a deep throat sigh.

"The Sith are the true strength of the universe, as such you shall be apart of what is true strength."

Before another word is spoken, Carolus would release his grip and bring his right hand forward, in a way to manipulate the living force around [member="Egil"] in an attempt to drag the child close to him.

​"Stop your sniveling brat."
 
The lord would take the time to walk towards [member="Egil"] and once close enough, would bring his gloved fist and slam it into the child's temple, with enough strength to knock the child about but not knock him out.

"Make me child, get angry!"
 
The sound of a growl would emit from the lord's mask, as he stands over [member="Egil"] and begins to bark at the child.

"Stop crying and get angry you pathetic brat, this is the reason your parents are dead!"
 
A Push of Force unleahses From him as he grabs his head pulling at his hair screaming.

"it's not true...it's not true. it's not my fualt."

He Bobs his head up and down trying to forget the memory of what happened.
 
The lord's mouth twitches into a smile as the child, [member="Egil"] sent a push towards him and making his loose clothing under the leather, blow in the push.

"Yes, it is your fault. You stood there and watched, helpless and weak, you didn't even try to help nor did you try to run. Pathetic child."
 
Stepping away from the man still holding his head tears dribble from his eyes, his voice studders but he Yells.

"NOOO IT'S NOT TRUE... S...s...s..top It please."



[member="Darth Carolus"]
 
The lord would begin to pace around [member="Egil"], almost liken to that of an animal circling its prey.

"Tell me child, did your mother cry your name when I shoved my saber through her gut? What about your father, when I removed his limbs one by one?"
 
He looks to [member="Darth Carolus"] As he circles Egil Tears dripping from his chin. He studders

"M...m...mummy and Daddy Loved me,U...u...until you k..k...killed them."

His Facial Expression turns to anger at [member="Darth Carolus"]. Grinding his teeth

"You did this."
 
The lord stops walking as [member="Egil"] shows his anger, he would turn to face him and observe the child with his only eye.

"Yes, I did do this. I took those that loved you and crushed them before your eyes, yes, I did this as you did nothing."
 
Egil picks up the training saber turning it on with Loud buzz.
He imediatly starts to swing It Around frantically towards [member="Darth Carolus"] trying to hit him. He screams loud as a weak battle cry.

"DIE YOU BASTARD."
 
The Sith lord would manipulate the force around to drag another training saber to him and moments before he is attacked, Carolus activated his own and with a swift turn on his heal the two practice sabers met, his mouth would twitch into a smile as his eye met with [member="Egil"].

"The child gets mad, but will my death bring your parent's pathetic lives back?"
 
Egil Grunts pushing his on practice saber His brow Clenched down his checks tensed.

Pulling back the blade from [member="Darth Carolus"] blade taking a couple of steps back, he looks to Carolus's eye.

"Killing you will make me happy!"
 

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