*Han didi nto know that Zeta was Brimstone's master, but he could feel Zeta's hatred.*

"Master Zeta, If you are reffering to Darth Brimstone, that was my fault. He burned my home and killed my dfamily. and worst of all, he turned out to be my twin brother. But frankly, i knew i was no longer a jedi the moment i struck him downn."

The Zabrak had listened to Han's words very closely this time. He could not believe what his own ears were letting him hear.

Not only that, but he could not believe that Skywalker had the audacity to stand before him and act as if what he had done was just.

Most of all, he could not believe that his Master would expect him to take on his apprentice's killer.

The Sith Lord stared back at Han rather blankely for a time, saying nothing. This seemed to go on for several long grueling minutes, and then Zeta's eyes finally seemed to register that look of anger and hate, all for Han.

His voice was not at all void of emotion, the sound of his voice matched the pattern of feelings within his eyes.

"YOU!"

..And he still did not want to believe.

Without any real warning, Skywalker's body flew through the air, only to hit smack dab into his docked ship, not far from where the two force users stood. Yet this was not the end as Zeta had more angered power to unleash.

He watched Han closely as he slowly returned to his feet, but Zeta was already maknig his way toward him as he was settling to his feet.

"How much of a fool do you think I am, Skywalker?? Did you expect to come here, expecting those of us here to take pitty on you? To train you? Did you think that you would be able to roam these halls freely, and expect to remain unharmed? how long did you think you could go on, without having Brimstone's Master set his revenge upon you?"

Zeta laughed amusingly.

"You are a fool, Skywalker, and I will make you see the error of your ways!"

The Sith Lord raised his two hands, lightning quickly found its way toward the tips of his fingers, and he snarled.

"You will pay!"

Lightning struck the Jedi's body, not once, but twice, in rapid succession...

*Han's body ached in pain as he slowly arose.*

"THAT WAS NOT YOUR smartest move, Master Zeta." Han said, using the force to aid his healing, and to throw Zeta to the ground. He drew his lightsaber, and after placing it at Zeta's neck, he smirked.*

"Don't you think i knew that it was a bad move? But it was a ove i had to make. When i struck down Brimstone, my twin brother, all that was good in me disappeared. woudlyou rather have a man who explodes lieka cannon randomnly with force energy, or one who is a powerful sith to aide your cause who can help the order and make it stronger by adding his combined power once he is fully trained?"


*Zeta looked at him with distaste and anger, but Han coudl see it in his eyes. Zeta knew he spoke the truth.*

Zeta did not like to be underestimated, and by no means did he think Han was weak. He had been in battle with the Jedi before, a battle that had been an unfinished one.

"You have much to learn, Skywalker. Do not underestimate me, as I do not underestimate you. You are foolish for thinking that your arrival here would be an easy one."

Without another word the Sith Lord reached out with the force toward Han. Han felt a tightening around his neck, a tightening which seemed to grow stronger with each passing second.

Zeta watched as Han struggled to breath, this simple action did not take much strength within the force, one of the simplest force moves at best. Nonetheless, it could be considered one of the most deadly moves. Force Choke.

Just the one movement within the force would break the Jedi's concentration, lack of air would do that to a force user.

Han's saber wavered just slightly, but it was enough.

Only a moment or so did this action continue and Zeta released his hold upon the Rogue Knight.

Zeta watched as Han gasped for breath. watched him as he dropped his saber and clutched at his own throat.

"As I said, you have much to learn, particularly about the Darkside. Perhaps it is wisest that we not continue this battle. There is much that needs to be worked out and discussed. As much as I would like to destroy you, I believe there is reason not to do so."

*Han looked at the Sith Lord, and bowed politely.*

"What is your bidding, Lord Zeta?"

Zeta waved a hand at the title Han so respectfully tossed at him, his face wrinkling up in displeasure. He could not picture Han calling him by such a title.

"Zeta, Han, just Zeta. No need for anything else. Tell me of how you first encounted Brimstone. I want to know exactly how fate came to bring you here.."

As he spoke he gestured for Han to walk with him.

" It occured that Brimstone had been trained once before, by another, who i fought in battle, in denfense, and killed. From that Moment on BrimStone swore revenge on me, and he got it, by destroying all that i held dear in my family, my friends, and the people of my house on Tatooine. It just so happened i was heading home for a vist, but i'm sure he knew in advance. I confronted him, we fought, and right before i dealt him his death blow, with fury and anger, He removed his mask, and showed me the face, the face of myself.
I knew from that moment on, i could not remain ont eh blurry side of the rogue jedi, asd was heading to see Organa Solo, before Lord snack caught me, and showed me the truth. I followed him as his student, but he had to leave, and he sent Lord poreon to finish my trianing, but then Lord Poreon Disapeared as well, adn Lord sanck sent me to you, Zeta."

"...and so you wish to follow in your brother's footsteps, quite intriguing. I never thought I would see such a day as this, Skywalker. Though I welcome your interest in the darkside, your change in direction for the dark arts puzzles me. You fought with your brother because you disagreed with his ways, and yet now, here you are."

Zeta's lips twisted into an evil smile.

"Skywalker thinks he has failed, the Jedi will not take him back, but perhaps the Sith will, hmm?"

Zeta laughed.

"Is that it Skywalker?....I've never been like the rest of my Sith brethren, Han. True, my path does fall with the Darkside, but my observations tend to make me and odd ball among my brethren."

The two had stopped walking for a short time, and Zeta now found himself pacing around Han, watching him with a critical eye.

"I will tell you what I believe, Han, and then you may do with my words as you wish. A Master of the dark arts you could possibly grow to be, but I believe this is not where your destiny longs to take you."

Zeta smirked, nodding a bit.

"..The force tells me that much, I see it. I could be wrong, but I doubt it. This will be a wate of my time, and yours. However, you do not have to believe me now, you will see for youself soon enough, mmm?"


Zeta nodded his head slightly, gesturing forward.

"Come, I shall take you to your living quarters..."

*Han was slightly taken aback at Zeta's words, but siad nothing.*

"Yes, sir." He siad, following behind Zeta.

The Zabrak did not know exactly what to make of Skywalker's silence, but he try to pay it no mind as the two walked on to the living quarters in silence.

Zeta would have lashed out on Han for his means of respect, but he cared not to waste any of his anger on a little thing such as being irritated. So he let the use of respect stay.

The two walked down a long dark hall, stopping somewhere in the middle. The Sith Lord immediately turned to his right and the door there seem to swing open, as if the door knew that a presence was near by.


"Your quarters...You'll have to get use to the darkness. Your room is mostly bare. You have a bed, a nightstand,(small lamp sits on nightstand) a closet, and a refresher. Should you need anything else, let me know."

Zeta gave han a curt nod and then motioned for him to enter his room.


"There are some rules that you must follow. First, you will respect all whom dwell here, or you will be punished if you do not do so. Second, there are only a small few areas that you have access to, and they are the following: The General Council Room, which is open to all members, which apparently, you said you wish to become a member. Next, the Courtyard, this is where new recruits usually go when they wish to join, TNSO, but you are welcome to vist. Third, the Living Quarters, you may not enter anyone else's quarters, but your own, unless invited, and I highly doubt you will be invited..."

After his last comment, a small sinister smile seemed to play about the Sith Lord's lips. He could not help but treat Han as he did, for he still saw him as a Jedi.

"...Last but not least, there is the training grounds. You will find yourself visiting this area quite often. You will spend so much time there that perhaps you may not be getting the rest you require. Training does not come easy, Skywalker, and is something I take very seriously. When I say you are to go to the training grounds, you go, no questions asked. As my apprentice..."

Zeta paused, a look of displeasure wanted to cross his face but it did not, he continued with his speech.

"...You are to obey me at all times, not just myself, but your elders as well. If at anytime throughout your training, should you have any questions, ask. I believe, as my Master does, that one can learn by asking questions. One gets the best of answers that way. Before I give you your first instruction, do you have any questions?"