Chapter 1: Not like the others

Sith acolyte Uri stepped into overseer tremel's chambers. The overseer was facing away from the acolyte but he knew she was present.

"Acolyte, I did not expect to see you again how did your meeting with Darth Baras go?" Tremel asked without turning. Uri responded reluctantly: "I've been tasked to kill you, overseer." Uri responded with a steely voice.

Silence filled the room as well as the tension between acolyte and mentor. Tremel sighed and turned and faced his secret weapon. Scanning the girl Tremel sees a younger version standing amongst beaten acolytes and trainees on Ziost. She repeated the same phrase she whispered faintly on Ziost to herself then and now: "I wish it were different." Uri stated shaking her head, that phrase brought him back to the present.

"Then Baras has beaten me at my own game." Tremel replied, drawing his lightsaber. The acolyte in response drew her warblade with sadness on her face.

"Do not worry acolyte I shall make your death quick and painless as possible." the overseer promised, lunging forward. Uri parried the blow with ease, unbalancing the overseer. She took the opportunity and followed up with an onslaught of precise strikes. The overseer was struggling to keep up with the acolytes surprising speed and power, the assault continued until finally he saw an opening.

As uri was bringing down an overhead strike the overseer lunged, confident he had the attacker. As if she predicted the strike Uri sidestepped placed her free hand on tremel's saber hilt and used her warblade hand to force push the overseer into his desk in one swift motion.

The overseer released his saber and flew into the desk hard. Dazed he snapped back to reality only to find his own saber pointed at him by his student.

"You- you are more than ready to face vemrin." The head overseer stated out of breath. "Kill me now and be done with it." He said closing his eyes.

Uri had the saber pointed at him for a time contemplating on what she should do next, until finally she spoke: "Hold. Overseer I only need your hand." She sheathed the light saber and returned it to a beaten Tremel.

"I… Think I understand. I don't want your pity acolyte." He said still shocked by his student's decision. "It isn't pity." She replied blankly. It was quiet for a moment before the overseer began chuckling: "Even if your new master can't see it, I'm a credit to the sith and you can see that. I have nothing more to teach you acolyte." As the overseer states he ignites his lightsaber and takes his hand.

"Agh! Heh….that didn't tickle. I shall go into hiding for now." Tremel said grabbing his hand off the floor and placing it in Uri's hands. "Be well, acolyte." He said walking off. Uri stared at the severed hand for awhile, until she broke the silence: "You as well overseer."

"You will take the slave and force her if need be to open the tomb, and bring back the ancient lightsaber to surpass Vemrin in this final trial." Ordered Darth Baras. Uri didn't respond but looked around the room in curiosity. "Ah, yes. Vemrin left already, believing he could open the tomb without help of any sort, he should be there now. Good luck acolyte."

Uri merely nodded and walked out and made her way to the holding center. As she was about to enter the room she heard a female voice imitating a bird, "chirp chirp chirp" followed by a loud shocking noise and a painful groan.

Uri peaked her head around the corner to see the jailor chastising the twi'lek she had seen during her earlier trials. The acolyte walked towards the odd duo and the jailor turned and said: "Oh good you're here, maybe now you can take this off my hands." He said motioning towards the twi'lek.

"Yeah it'll be great to get away from over here, I'm Vette by the way." The twi'lek spoke up.

"I am Uri it's a pleasure, truly." Uri responded, offering a smile. The Twi'lek was taken aback but she didn't show it, something felt off about the acolyte something different than the other sith she had encountered in her short time in captivity. She looked the girl from head to toe, she had shoulder-length Snow White hair that partially covered her bright gold eyes, a pretty face that no one would forget, and a petite but alluring figure.

Still, Vette sensed something off about the acolyte but could not place it. The twi'lek came back to reality at the sound of her cage being unlocked.

"Here kid take this, I've changed the setting to high, incase she's uncooperative." The Jailer said handing uri the controls to vette's shock collar. Uri grabbed the controls and tucked it away as Vette watched nervously.

"So what's this all about again?" Asked Vette trying to change the topic from her shock collar. The twi'lek stepped out of her imprisonment and stood in front of the acolyte. Uri merely smiled and said: "I was hoping that you would help me in unlocking the catacomb's secret passage you had unlocked, before you were caught."

The twi'lek looked back at the jailer and at her cage and responded: "Uh, sure I can play tour guide, just please tell me you won't have me do your housekeeping?" The white haired girl giggled softly. "No that's ok, I won't be needing a maid."

"Great! Let's get to work." the sith's newfound tour guide said clapping her hands together.

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The twi'lek came out from behind a sith statue, "alright one more to go." Vette stated as Uri dropped a crazed acolyte to the ground. "Well done." The white haired girl responded, Uri sensed a threat and turned to see another crazed acolyte preparing to strike. She prepared her guard, then two blaster bolts hit the crazed acolyte dead center in the chest. "Oh, my hero." The acolyte said pretending to swoon. The Twi'lek responded with a sarcastic "hah hah." The duo then continued forward.

The two came across a pedestal of some kind and the twi'lek stepped forward and began tinkering with it. Uri stood back and eyeballed the twi'lek as she worked, she was quite small with a petite build, blue skin, and a cute face. She kept eyeing the artifact hunter until she felt something, danger along with a seething hatred.

The disturbance was close but not yet there. She heard and a loud click followed by a loud rumbling from a nearby wall. The wall had opened revealing another passageway, Vette stood at the entrance hands on her hips. While the acolyte stood in awe at the newfound entrance Vette said with a smirk "uhh, you're welcome?" Somewhat regretting her condescending comment.

The twi'lek braced for a shock or insult but was surprised when she saw the sith acolyte smiling once more as she said: "You have been most helpful, thank you Vette." The twi'lek blushed slightly at the unexpected compliment.

"It's nice to be acknowledged…thanks." She replied. The artifact hunter turned around and marveled at her handiwork once more until she was broken from her trance when she heard a man yell at the top of his lungs. Uri had sensed it before she heard it, whirling around with her foot she kicked the assailant across the face.

"Ah, vemrin so good of you to join us." Said the white haired girl staring at the man on the ground. As a reply Vemrin growled and picked himself up.

"Shut up, I deserve to be Baras's apprentice not you. You didn't work as hard as I did to get here, you're nothing!" He yelled, drawing his warblade.

"I know Vemrin, and I'm sorry for that, just lay down your weapon I don't want to hurt you anymore." Said Uri trying to be sincere as possible. It backfired and angered Vemrin to a charge at the girl.

Uri sidestepped and sighed while drawing her weapon as well. Vemrin came at her with everything he had. Blocking Vemrin's flurry of strikes she sensed the attack was feral and uncontrolled...sloppy. Uri began to parry his strikes and began to use his own momentum against him. Vemrin picked up on her strategy adjusting his anger to a controlled level, and began a different assault.

All the while Vette stood in awe at the battle of acolytes, she noticed that Vemrin was beginning to breathe hard. She looked towards the other acolyte and her eyes widened when she saw that it looked like Uri hadn't broken a sweat.

Vemrin pushed his opponent with the force causing Uri to lose her balance. Seeing an opening Vemrin tried to strike, only for Uri to dodge at the last minute of his blade connecting. The female acolyte swiftly twirled around knocking away Vemrin's warblade, turned and faced him and attacked with augmented speed and power due to channeling of the force.

At the end of her onslaught she delivered a decisive strike to Vemrin's chest causing him to collapse. Uri stood over him staring, he groaned in pain and stared back with hate and fury in his eyes. Uri said nothing but extended a hand, Vemrin looked at it with disgust and spat blood at Uri's feet.

"I would rather die, than live on in shame knowing a pathetic weakling like you will become sith." Growled the dying acolyte.

Uri granted his wish, slamming the tip of her warblade into his chest ending his life. Uri sheathed her warblade still staring at the body, Vette walked up beside her not knowing what to say, finally breaking the silence with: "Wow, nice work." Uri looked up at the twi'lek with a weak smile and replied: "Glad to impress you."

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The two girls walked down the newfound passage in silence until Vette spoke up, "So, you're not like the rest of the rabble here, what's your story?" Asked the twi'lek trying to cull the silence.

"Well, long story short I learned I could use the force, was put on Ziost for sith training, and now i'm here." The acolyte responded casually. Vette frowned at the response while Uri smirked back.

"Aw, how could I keep quiet with someone as adorable like you." Stated the smiling acolyte. "Uhm, where to begin. I was born and orphaned on dantooine getting adopted by 2 Farmers, spent a few years there until the age of 8 or so." The Twi'lek still slightly blushing about the earlier compliment listened intently as the two continued walking.

"When I was 9 my surrogate mother and I went on a trip somewhere I forget, then suddenly we were boarded by the empire. They had begun rounding us up as hostages, the guards were cut down by 2 sith. We tried telling them 'We're just farmers!' They didn't listen." Uri's voice slightly broke but she recovered quickly.

"No surprise, the two sith began harassing the rest of us. They grabbed a girl a couple of years older than me by not much however, we all feared for her. I feared for her. but I wanted to help more than anything, so I pushed them away, but not with my hands physically." Uri waved her hands thinking it would prove her point.

"The force." Vette answered.

"The very same. They went quite far for a 9 year old with no prior experience. When I went and asked the girl if she was alright I sensed something off, when I turned around the two sith had gotten up and were kneeling behind another sith who was standing, eyeing my mother. This woman who seemed to be their master, she snapped her fingers and one of them grabbed my mother and the other drew his lightsaber." Uri began to slow down.

"I kicked, screamed, yelled, punched you name it, the sith held me still and made me watch." Uri stopped moving entirely, the acolyte just stared at the floor.

Vette stopped alongside her and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey listen, i didn't mean to pry or anything you can stop if you need to." Announced the twi'lek. Uri replied with a warm smile, and they continued in silence until they reached an opening.

The room was filled with caskets and tombs alike and in the middle atop a staircase, a sarcophagus. Uri was sure that what she was looking for was in there, she turned to Vette who replied with a shrug, the acolyte motioned her to follow. Both girls made their way to the top of the stairs, and Uri pushed the lid off the sarcophagus.

"The two sith executed her like a rabid animal, they began to start killing the others because they weren't satisfied. The woman looked me in the eye and said to me, 'You are strong, however you were not strong enough to protect your loved one, you have two options at this point. Die with the rest.' "Uri explained as she searched for the ancient lightsaber.

"The woman placed something in my hand and whispered to me 'Or, become stronger. Let your emotions guide you and choose your own destiny.' as she pointed to the other two sith occupied with executing innocents." Uri said while reaching for a slender silver object within the tomb. As soon as the acolyte touched the object she as well as the catacombs knew it was what she was looking for.

The catacombs began to rumble as tombs were being opened from the inside, dark force beings emerged one after the other, hunting the one who disturbs their slumber. Vette watched as the dark side beings manifested at the base of the stairs, then she looked back at Uri who was staring at the lightsaber. Uri then looked at Vette, "So I became stronger." The acolyte simply said igniting the weapon. The white haired girl lunged into the mass of enemies, slicing, stabbing, slashing, whirling. With each strike the beings dissipated into nothingness.

Vette watched as the last of the enemies were dispatched and in the middle of it, Uri. The battle went on for a time until the enemies eventually stopped. Uri's panting became deep breaths until it became normal breaths once more. The acolyte sheathed her weapon and turned to look at Vette, "Shall we leave?" Asked the acolyte with a grin.

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A/N: Thanks for taking the time and even looking at this, this is my first attempt at this kind of stuff so it's not really my strong suit. Any feedback is appreciated, there's always room for improvement. Have a good one.