He walked closer and closer. All emotions drained and lost. His brown robe flapped in the wind. diret swept and slapped him in the face. His masters saber in his hand. Only one though was running through his mind...REVENGE.
He leaped off of the sky rouching cliffs and hit the ground without making a sound. A man was digging in a small pit. Greha Wind walked up to him. The man saw his shadow and turned around. Greha listed his hand and began to force choke him. The digger was liftedf into the air, choking trying to make noise for others to hear. Greha clinched his fist and the digger died.
A saber turned on behind him, Greha listed his head as he heard foot steps rushing behind him. Greha force leaped into the air and turned on both of his sabers. One was blue and the other yellow and stabbed the sith in both his shoulders. The sith fell to the ground dead.
Greha looked around and knew where he was. On the planet Korriban he was where the tombs were of the great sith. Where the siths souls walked through roamed through their tombs. Soon a new sith will be dead...Aramil Quinn.
Greha continued forward force throwing his saber at diggers without a pause in his steps. He approached the newly built sith academy. Black marble walls with a door that even a rancor could fit through.
Inside of the room sith were training when two sabers shot through the door, many ran in panic but were met by the sabers. The sabers cut through chests, and cut off heads. The sabers returned through the holes of the door. A dozen sith ran through doorway and looked to see twenty dead sith lying on the ground. The giant doors opened. All of the sith turned on their sabers. Greha stood with his hood over his head, he looked up to see the dozen sith standing there looking at him in fear. Greha took out his sabers and turned them on. He force ran through the middle of them. He turned around. And slowly they all fell cut him half. He turned back around and walked through the middle chamber of the academy.
Ten ran through the halls and surrounded him. They lifted their rifles and fired at Greha. Greha dropped to his knees and through his sabers in the air. They spun creating a sort of shield around him, deflecting the lasers back at them. Quickly all were dead except one. Greha caught his spinning sabers, and threw one into the head of the guard. He force pulled it back into his hand, and the body fell to the ground draining blood streamed from everyone.
There weren't many in the building as Greha walked through it, possibly because it was recently restored. He approached the Lords chamber, with doors the same size as the ones he entered. He force pushed the doors open...and entered.
DraliigandKeto
well you could've said where he came from he sounds like a Dark Jedi
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When I post the next part
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THE FALL OF DARTH ARAMIL PT. 2
The room was poorly lit and had a black marble throne that could reach the ceiling. Greha pulled out both of his sabers and turned them on.
Aramil sat at on the throne. He wore his hood over his face and sat in a fashion that struck a type of fear into Greha. Slowly he lifted his head. Heavily scared and eyes that could be seen in the dark, Greha had no doubt that he was the one who killed his master.
"Greha Wind...long have I been waiting for you," Aramil said with a deep and scratched voice. "long have I been waiting to kill you. As I killed Dalona." Aramil smirked.
"How dare you speak of my master that way. You speak in words that are only wasting your breath, and words that mean nothing to me!" Greha yelled.
Greha felt his body tighten, and weak. As though an invisable grip had taken hold of his body. Slowly he was lifted and pulled toward Aramil. Flashes of Dalona's body falling to bottom of the water fall begin to fill his mind. Aramil sat in his throne with a smile that could strike fear in any.
"Your master was a brave women to face me. She will forever be in my memory. For if it was not for her, I would not be who I am now," Aramil said as Greha was set on the ground. "Why fight me Greha? Why not come and be my apprentice. With me you can bring Dalona." Greha's eye's grew wide, and in the look of agreement......
Zoxa Jod
I liike it so far, I just wish I could write FanFics like that.
hehehe i've been against darth aramil since the beginning Greha is my dawg for what hes doin. he better pull it off though.
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"No...never! I will not fall to the dark side of the force!" Greha yelled.
"But think about it young one. You already have. What have you done to get to me? Killed all the sith who have done nothing to you, all of them had nothing to do with any of your pain and suffering. You attacked out of anger and hate, that to me is not very Jedi like." Aramil smiled.
"They are a part of you, and I hate everything about you! I will bring back the ways of the Jedi as soon as I kill you!" Greha yelled.
"If you want to kill me...then please follow me." A door opened up behind the throne and dust began to spew in through the entrance. Aramil got up removing his long robes and walked out of the room, leaving Greha wondering what was going to happen. His boots clanked against the floor as the walked out. Greha snapped back to reality and ran out the door.
A red lightsaber turned on and swung from the side of the entrance. Greha bent backwards doing a back flip dodging the saber. He turned on both of his and got into his stance.
"You want to kill me young one, you want to kill a Sith Lord? The one that murdered your Master? You are young and stupid aren't you?" Aramil said Greha ran at him and they clashed they lightsabers. "You use your anger well don't you? You would make a great Sith!" Greha released the clash and kicked Aramil.
They were standing on one of the highest cliffs in all of Korriban, only feet away from death. Aramil swung low at Grehas feet, Greha leaped over Aramil trying to cut off his head but Aramil blocked his hit.
Greha was now coming to realize that this was not going to be easy. Not that he thought it was....but his attack on the Temple may end up being for nothing. They clashed again, Greha spun around swinging high but blocked by Aramil. Aramil force kicked Grehas saber out of his hand. The saber landed almost hanging over the edge of the cliff. Aramil grabbed Greha by the throat and began to choke him.
"I am a sith lord...the greatest of all time! A nieve Padawan like yourself could never stop someone like me." He yelled in Greha's face. He threw Greha over the cliff. But Greha grabbed his saber and force pulled Aramil with him. They both began to fall down the cliff. They robes flapping heavily in the wind. Both yelling.
Aramil turned on his lightsaber and so did Greha. They were clashing sabers in mid air as they were falling toward the bottom of the cliff. The wind was blinding Greha but he reached into the force to see Aramil's movements. Aramil force pushed Greha fasters toward the bottom. Speeding so fast now it was pointless to even try to open his eyes, Greha reached into the force. He felt himself drift away from Aramil and felt the ground drawing nearer. He felt he was no more the 100 ft away now.
Quickly he yelled out his hand and force pushed himself stopping himself from hitting the ground. They flipped forward onto his feet, and looked up as Aramil drew more near.
He force jumped as high as he could, both flying toward each other...only one would come down alive. They both swipped there sabers at each other. Greha grabbed onto the cliff, and Aramil landed on his feet. Aramil looked up at Greha in rage. But the expression on his face slowly turned into fear...he dropped his lightsaber and looked up at him spitting out blood.
"Damn you Dalona." He said with a chuckle, and fell to the ground. A puddle of blood began to surround Aramil as he lied on the ground, dead. They greatest sith lord in the galaxies known history was dead. A man who accomplished more then any could have hoped to dead, died to the hand of the young Jedi Greha Wind.
Greha jumped on to the ground and walked up to the corpse of the ground...."Yes Aramil...your reign did end." THE END