"Yes, my lord, i swear it. I will not fail you. Are you coming with me to Xa'Fel?"

"Not at the moment, my apprentice, i am needed elsewhere. Seek out DArth Poreon, who shall begin your training until i return." Snacks aid, coldly, setting han down.


"Yes, Master, i shall do your bidding." Han siad, jumping into his wing, and plotting a course for Xa'Fel.

"Incoming snubfighter on Military Space lanes. Scanning IFF transponder codes," a young deck officer of an orbital sensor station reported to his superior officer standing behind him. The preliminary readings of the fighter came in seconds later, "Snubfighter identified as a newer model Xj5 X-Wing, RJO manufacturing plants with an RJO transponder code."

"What the hell would a lone RJO Starfighter be doing at the center of the Sith and Imperial universe?" The superior officer commented from behind. "Hail the fighter and ask for identification. Maybe one of our Intels stole it."

The young officer leaned into a communications device and spoke quickly, "RJO X-Wing identify yourself immediately. You are flying on New Order Military Spacelanes without authorization. I repeat, identify yourself."

There was a brief delay before the X-Wing replied. "Xa Fel space control, this is one of Snack's. I'm in search of Poreon."

The line clicked three times, and the superior officer took over control of the system. "Ah yes, we've been expecting you, sir. Poreon sent us a message to tell you to meet him at the Gem."

*Han smiled at the Reference. He and his former master, Saace Falyk had been hunting for the Devil's Sapphire, for many years. When Saace disappeared, Han gave up his search. He flipped on his nav computer, and found the coordinates where the Sapphire was believed to be, although, Han had never had time to verify it. He coupl only hope it was right.*


"I think i have the coordinates down. I should be in your sensor range in 2 days. Seeya then."

The fighter was suddenly jerked from hyperspace by a cloaked Interdictor Cruiser. All the X-Wing could see was a twisted planet that looked ruby red and sapphire blue all at once...

So you've arrived? A Force message triggered in Han's mind.

*Han smiled as he felt the fmailiar voice of Darth Poreon in his mind, streetching out to him with the force.*

"Yes, Master Poreon, i have arrived. Where would you have me dock?"

"The tractor beams will pull you in." Poreon replied as Han's fighter was grabbed by a tractor beam, which slowly pulled it through a mine and aesteroid field.

Poreon was there to meet Han when he had powered down the ship. "What's up?"

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*Han frowned, and then he smiled, an evil tint to his smile.*

"Lord Poreon. I have recently become one with the dark side, and Lord Snack has chosen to train me. Unfortunately Lord Snack is away on a mission several systems over and may be gone for several months. He requests that you begin my training until he returns." Han spoke as respectfully as possible, as he bowed to the sith lord.

"No!"

Only one simple word, yet just that one word was tied with so many hidden emotions. Revenge, anger, hate, rage, but those emotions were just the tip of the iceberg.

Heavy loss hit the Sith Lord just as he exited his quarters. He knew where the loss had come from.

One of his apprentices had been missing for quite some time now. Brimstone. A very promising Sith Disciple at best, yet he lacked control, more so than any apprentice Zeta had ever had.

The once Sith Disciple that had shown such promise was now gone. Zeta had felt Brimstone's time within the galaxy come to an end shortly after the evident itself had passed.

One thing remained however, he knew his apprentice had not gone down without a fight.

For every action, there is a reaction.

Someone would now pay dearly for the actions that had taken place onto Zeta's apprentice. Someone would pay with their life, Zeta would see clear to it.

That someone was Han Skywalker.

Not now could Zeta connect Han's presence that he felt now through the force with Brimstone's, but he would soon enough, and sooner would come much quicker than later.

Once the connection was made, there would not be a prayer in the world that would save Skywalker, for Zeta was not as forgiving as his Master, Lord Snack.

However, there was an exception to be made, and that exception was the force. The force worked in its own mysterious ways. That was the way of things, sometimes. Fate had a way of making things happen that would not normally bring to be made to occur, and a higher power would unleash its power, that power was the force.

It would be the force itself that would save Skywalker, and not his presence alone.



Zeta stopped dead in his tracks, he had planned to leave his living quarters and go straight to the court yard, but something now told him to go elsewhere.

He is here, Skywalker is here...

The Sith Lord's thoughts were followed by a rather loud snarl, filled with much hate and anger for the one known as Han Skywalker.

No, still he had not made the connection between Brimstone and Skywalker. Nonetheless, this still changed nothing. Zeta loathed Skywalker, about as much as he loathed Malice and Maim.

Skywalker was on property that he had no right to be on, and Zeta would let Skywalker know just how wrong he was in coming to the order.

The thought never occurred to Zeta as to question Han on why he had come in the first place, such a thought was furthest from his mind. He would put the pieces together soon enough, and when he did, those around the Sith Lord would hope not feel and be near the wake of his fury.


Quickly the Zabrak made his way from his quarters, instead now choosing not to go to the court yard, but to follow his feelings within the force. Feelings which would lead him straight to Skywalker himself.

He sent a message to the Jedi as he made his way to the docking bay area, making sure that Han had not made Zeta to be unnoticed through the force.

You should not have come here, Skywalker!

"Master Zeta, i have come to be trained in the ways of the sith." Han bowed his head politely. He knew he had killed BrimStone, but he did not know Brimstone's connection with Zeta.

"Master Snack is away, and Master Poreon disappeared. MAster Snack told me to have you pick up my training."

Zeta ignored every word Han had to say, his anger to great to listen.

"Perhaps you did not hear me the first time, Skywalker. So I'll say it again. You should not have come here..."

The truth would now be revealed, even if neither force user knew it just yet.

"You have caught me at a very bad time, Skywalker. An apprentice of mine was just lost to me today, and seeing you here only seems to fuel the anger and hate I am holding within for the loss of my apprentice. I suggest you leave while you still can."