Private The Force Awakens

[Zachariah Conway]

Set One Standard Day after HERE

Location: Jutrand
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Zachariah sat.

On Felucia, everything had made sense just like he had predicted it would. He had gone to the war torn world of Felucia with the hope of unlocking the force for himself and he had succeeded, granted not during the fighting itself but during his unsanctioned prisoner rescue with Revna where he'd finally tapped into his true potential in the force.

With every win came a loss however, the galaxy was a cruel mistress in that way. In unlocking the Force and truly giving in to his anger he had made public his relationship to Darth Empyrean . He had no doubt that Revna would spread his family connections around and he had no doubt that Nimian Totan would do the same within The Empire of the Lost.

People in the galaxy spoke, and Zachariah was fairly certain that news would be public extremely quickly. In his head, he almost pictured the headlines. "Sith Emperor has Grandson, revealed to the Galaxy", or words to that effect. The holotabloids would surely get ahold of the information quick. He was almost certain most people wouldn't care, but for those that did care he either became a target, or a target to use against his grandfather.

Yet, was that truly an issue?

Darth Malum of House Marr had been acting as a tutor on behalf of his master. The Sith Knight was extremely knowledgeable and had given Zachariah a lot of information and had shown Zachariah experiences he hadn't come across before. He'd introduced the young boy to numerous different individuals, each of which would be able to aid his learning.

Zachariah Conway had tasted power, and now he wanted more. With a true understanding of how to access the force, an ability he had spent hours refining since Felucia he could now truly unlock his potential. Anger was the fuel of the darkside, and Zachariah had found the key to his anger and had found how to turn it on and off like a switch.

With fulfilling his potential a real possibility, he knew that he needed to saite the craving for power that had come from it and he knew that there was only one way to do it. He hated himself for even having the thoughts, yet it made sense. His grandfather, though adopted, was Sith Emperor. That technically gave him a claim to the Sith Throne.

He closed his eyes and shook his head.

 

[Zachariah Conway]

Set Two Standard Days after HERE

Location: Jutrand
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The young boy cast his eyes out through the window.

He was exhausted. All he had done since returning from Felucia was sleep. He had used the darker aspects of the force on Felucia and it had taken out everything from him. Someone once told him the demands of the force were extreme and he was realising for the first time that they were correct. The demands the force took on his body had left him asleep for the best part of half a rotation.

Zachariah remembered the high he had felt, the first time he'd truly accessed the force. It had carried over. He remembered feeling all powerful, like the galaxy could be his if he just snapped a finger. At that moment, he felt like he could have done anything and been successful. The darkside was truly a gift to reckon with, of that he was certain

Then he had slept.

When he had awoken, half a rotation later he just felt groggy. All of the power that he'd felt on Felucia and after getting back from Felucia felt like it had just gone. He was just the same old Sith Acolyte he had been before going to Felucia, except now he had a little bit of an understanding about what he needed to do to access the force without it being so hard on himself.

Vaguely, he remembered what had crossed his mind before he went to sleep and he shook his head. He vaguely remembered feeling that unbeatable that he was willing to charge in head first and defeat his grandfather. In hindsight, it was the most stupid thought he'd ever had and he knew that. His grandfather was Emperor of the Sith for a reason, a man whom had taught him much about the force and a man whom he truly respected.

He shook his head, aiming to rid himself of the thoughts that had plagued him. A lust for power was a dangerous thing, he'd had this discussion with his grandfather. A lust for power was something that Zachariah had tasted and something he never wanted to taste again. He would have to work to keep that in check, of that he was certain. He wouldn't let himself slip like that again.

There was also something he recalled about the tabloids. Again, in hindsight stupid thoughts. In his head, he'd made being the Emperor's grandson such a big deal he had kept it secret. In reality, he doubted anyone would actually truly care. He was concerned that people would attempt to use him as a weapon against his grandfather, but again he doubted anyone would truly care.

The young boy shook his head, and let out a sigh.

Never would he let himself become that lustful for power again.