old man.""Please, let's be civil about this.""Civil about what? This conversation? There is nothing to be civil about! I am at war! I killed my Master, and now my own army is attempting to kill me for treason! Now leave me, before I part your head from your shoulders!""I cannot leave. As I said, I do not know how I got here, and I have no idea in the slightest how I can get back.""Then you shall DIE!"Malak swung his lightsaber at Obi-Wan's neck, but it passed straight through."As you can see, I am dead", said Obi-Wan, "And as such, you cannot harm me."Then Obi-Wan brought out a lightsaber of his own and swung it at Malak, who brought it up to meet it. To his surprise, the two blades locked, and Malak stared into the eyes of one of the most powerful enemies he had ever faced."So I cannot harm you, but you can harm me", said Malak."So it seems", replied Obi-Wan."Well then", said Malak, "Let's see if I can break your strength and send you back to the grave nonetheless!"They began to duel, and what a duel it was. Malak was swinging his sabre, shooting Force lightning and trying to choke his opponent. At the same time, Obi-Wan either blocked all of his swings or let them pass through his body, while simultaneously disappearing from sight and reappearing behind Malak in an attempt to surprise him and break his guard. But he never did. Malak fought on until they eventually found themselves in a final blade lock."You are hard to kill", said Malak."As are you", replied Obi-Wan."I may not be able to harm you physically", said Malak, "But let's see about the Force!"Malak reached into the Force, found Obi-Wan's essence, and began to draw it out of him and into himself. Obi-Wan shrieked in extreme agony, as his life force was drained from him and into Malak's outstretched hand.Once Malak had drained Obi-Wan's strength, he looked over him with glee."You have fought valiantly, old man", said Malak, "But you are no match for the power of the Dark Side.""You have... no idea... what I have... fought", said Obi-Wan, struggling for breath. "The Sith will never win!""You say that with such certainty. How do you know what will come to pass?""I have come from the future, and I know what will happen. Your Empire will fall, and the Sith shall die out. There is no dark side, no light. There is only the Force."At these words, something started to appear behind Obi-Wan. Something, or someone. Malak's eyes widened in surprise as another figure materialised behind Obi-Wan. This one had short, greying hair, green eyes, and the same robes as Obi-Wan. However, Malak could sense far more power in this ghost than in the old man's. This one, he felt could change the course of history. This one, he knew was the Chosen One.Ep 5:Malak turned and looked at the new person who had just materialized out of thin air in front of him. He was in utter confusion. One man had appeared out of thin air not 10 minutes ago, and now another? Am I going insane? That was Malak’s first thought. No. He could not be. He had fought that first man. He had drained him of his power. This was real. This was the Force manifesting itself in the spirits of those who had come before him. Either before, or… After. They had to have come from the future. He had heard of such Force manifestations, such ghosts that came from the past, but he had never heard of the two that he now faced. No stories about them came to him as he gazed at them. They must be from the future. Malak took a deep breath and drew his lightsaber. In response, the two figures drew their sabers, sparkling blue against the dark evening sky. The two began to circle Malak, closing in on him, until Malak could reach out and touch them. That was when he struck. Malak swung his saber at the nearest ghost, the younger one, who expertly blocked it while the older one, who called himself Ben, swung at his head. Channeling the Force, Malak grabbed hold of the saber blade and yanked it from the grip of the old man. Pretend this is MalakBen looked astonished. He had heard of this technique while studying the old Sith Holocrons in the Jedi Archives, but he had never seen it in action. Malak felt elated at the old man’s confusion. Though he had no mouth to grin with, he certainly felt confident. He used the Force to push Ben out of the way, knocking him out on a stone cliff face, before turning to the younger foe and continuing the fight. Now armed with two sabers, he was much better matched against his one-bladed enemy. What he did not know though, was that this was the Chosen One, the one destined to destroy the Sith and bring balance to the Force. Malak swung, the man blocked and counterattacked, and it went back and forth like that for a few minutes. Both men used the terrain to their advantage, hopping on top of boulders to gain the high ground, and leaping off them to get more power in their strikes. This continued until Malak leapt off a boulder onto his adversary and got caught in a blade lock. Pretend they are in a bladelock“You have no idea what you have gotten yourself into,” said Malak, staring into his opponent’s eyes with a look of pure focus. “You have no idea about the power that I hold.” “I know who you are, Malak,” said the man. “I know what you have done, and what you plan to do.” “And how would you know that young one? I have never heard of you before, and you do not look like a Jedi from the past, or from this time.” “I do not come from here, Malak. I come from elsewhere.” “I guessed as much.” They continued to duel, swinging, blocking, parrying, and striking until they ended up in another blade lock. “I sense great power in you, boy,” said Malak, “But your power is nowhere near my level.” “That’s where you are wrong, Malak,” said the man. “I am more powerful than you could possibly imagine.” “Really? And who are you, who is more powerful than I could ‘possibly imagine’?” “I am Anakin Skywalker. I am the Chosen One.” Malak fell back in shock at what he had just heard. Skywalker? The Chosen One? He had heard the prophecies but had never taken them seriously. The Jedi had originally thought that Revan was the Chosen One before he went to war and turned to the Dark Side. Suddenly, his vision went black, and he was transported to a realm of visions. There was a boy. Skywalker, if Malak remembered correctly, only younger. Running from a speeder bike with a figure riding it. The figure flipped off the speeder bike, igniting the blood-red blade of the Sith. Malak turned and saw another man standing in front of a ship, the green blade of the Jedi already shining in his hands. The two began to duel. Malak was in space. He watched the young Skywalker fly a fighter into a massive battle station. He fired the lasers, and the battle station exploded, creating a massive fireball in the otherwise empty void of space. He closed his eyes and the vision changed. Skywalker and what looked like a younger Ben were fighting a white-haired and bearded man in a dark hanger. Ben got slashed across the leg and Skywalker’s arm was sliced off by the new Sith. The other man escaped, and the vision faded. Skywalker and Ben were back but on the bridge of a starship. They were fighting the same man as before, but they both looked older. Ben got a whole lot of walkways crushed on top of him, and Skywalker cut off the Sith’s hands and then decapitated him. The vision changed again. There were many small visions. There was Skywalker and an old man killing a bald, dark-skinned Jedi. There were many Jedi dying. And then there was a massive one. Skywalker raided the Jedi Temple on Coruscant and killed all the Jedi that were in his way. Then the vision changed one last time to Skywalker kneeling on the floor of a cave, while a cloud of smoke formed a mask. Then everything went black, and Malak was transported back to reality.“Now you see, don’t you, Malak?” said Skywalker, “Now you see what is still to come.” “I know what is to come,” said Malak, “And I have every intention of helping it come to fruition.” He reached out his hand. “Join me.” Skywalker looked down at the hand in consideration. Then, without warning, he brought his saber up and sliced off Malak’s arm at the elbow. Malak howled in pain as all his anger and rage at being turned down boiled up inside him. Then he released it. Skywalker was knocked back beside Ben into the rock wall, where he was knocked unconscious. Malak used this diversion to roll over to his severed arm and press the button on his wrist link to summon his ship. He then removed and pocketed the wrist link. When his ship came, he gathered his strength and Force jumped into the cockpit. He then steered it into space. He entered some coordinates into his navicomputer and jumped to hyperspace. He was going to Katarr, and the one person he was going to find there. Ep 6:"I am Anakin Skywalker. I am the Chosen One.""I have foreseen what is to come, and I have every intention of bringing it to fruition. Join me."*Shhhhhhhhhhhz*"Aaargh!""I will never join you. The Sith will kill themselves out.""You will see, Skywalker. You shall see..."Malak woke with a start, sweating and breathing heavily. At first, he didn’t know where he was. Then he saw the swirling blue vortex of hyperspace, and it all came rushing back. Ben. Skywalker. The fight. And something else… something that he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Or rather, his whole hand. With dismay, he looked down at his new stump of an arm. How could he have been so weak, so blind? How did he not sense that Skywalker had clouded his judgement, that he was weakened from the visions that the Force had granted him? With a heavy sigh, Malak reached for the spare cybernetic arm that he always kept on his ship in case of emergencies such as this. He grabbed it and inserted it into his stump of an arm. Wincing in pain, he turned it on and inspected the components. After he was satisfied that everything was in working order, he sat up and took the ship out of hyperspace.Malak gazed out of his ship’s cockpit at the planet in front of him. Katarr had long ago been drained by one of the greatest Sith in generations, but it still held onto a sliver of life. There was one being down on the surface of that wasteland, and Malak was determined to find him.The landing didn’t cause any physical trouble. It was quite smooth actually, seeing as the atmosphere had been destroyed along with the life on the planet. It was more mental. As soon as he touched down, he felt a searing pain that he had never felt before tearing through his mind as if it was being ripped from his skull and torn into a thousand pieces. He writhed in agony as pain ravaged his mind like lightning bolts in a field. This, he thought, must have been how Ben felt when he drained all of his energy away, right before Skywalker had shown up.Skywalker.The one reason that he had come to this place. He had to kill Skywalker. He had rejected his offer of companionship, and so he must die. But Skywalker was unkillable, wasn’t he? Physically, yes. But spiritually? No. He was far from it. There was one power that could kill a Force ghost. One power, and only one to wield it.Steeling himself against the pain, he exited the ship and walked onto the planet’s spongy surface. He turned and saw a dark shape in the distance. A pyramid. That was his destination. He took one last look at his ship and ventured off into the unknown.Malak reached the entrance to the pyramid, but it was blocked off by boulders. Whoever was here didn’t want to be found, thought Malak. And with good reason. You don’t lock yourself away in the farthest corner of the galaxy for nothing, after all.Using the Force and great amounts of concentration, Malak grabbed the boulders and hurled them away from the temple entrance. No going back now, thought Malak. Every single thing inside that temple would have heard him make his entrance. Steeling his nerves, he stepped inside.Inside the temple was eerily quiet. Malak could hear his footsteps echoing along the blank stone hall, reverberating back to him to give him the sense that he was anything but alone. He passed room upon room and staircase upon the staircase, all leading down into the depths of the planet. He didn’t need to check each room. His senses guided him to where his objective was. Finally, he came down a staircase and through a big archway. Past that archway was a room. It was massive, bigger even than the old Sith training grounds on Korriban. In the centre of the room was a throne. Malak could sense the death and decay emanating from that throne. When he drew closer, he saw a figure clad in a black robe. And one white mask.“Nihilus”, said Malak. “I have found you at last.”“Who are you?”, asked Nihilus, “And why have you disturbed my eternal sleep?”“I have come to ask a favour, Nihilus. Sith to Sith.”“You still haven’t answered my question. Who are you?”“I have told you. I am Sith.”“That is not enough.”“What more must I tell you?”“Your NAME!”“Make me.”Nihilus stood as if to attack Malak but suddenly stopped himself. While no emotion showed on his mask, Malak could sense the surprise emanating from the man in front of him. There was something, or someone, behind him.Malak turned. In front of him stood a woman with flowing black hair and clad in a brown robe.She took out a double-bladed lightsaber and activated it, the blade glowing a bright yellow in the gloom. In response, Malak and Nihilus both took out and activated their sabres, piercing the gloom with blood-red light.“Who the hell are you?”, asked Malak.“The name’s Shan. Bastila Shan.”Ep 7: Malak stared wearily at Shan. Where had she come from? How in the world had she known where to find him? And why was she here? Malak could only guess at these questions. In the meantime, he knew he had to kill her so he could continue with his master plan to destroy the Jedi and take over the galaxy. Malak raised his lightsaber and charged at Shan.As they fought, the sounds of their blades clashing would echo throughout the walls of the temple, before they got into a blade-lock. “HOW did you find me, Jedi!?!? How did you know where I was beforehand and if so, do you know what happens next???” Malak said.“I know what happened months prior, Malak. When that Sith Dreadnought exploded, we only found one thing that remained of your former Master: his mask.” Shan replied back.Malak’s eyes widened with shock. Of course! How could I have been so stupid? Malak thought to himself, as he remembered Revan’s mask was made of Beskar, a nearly indestructible Mandalorian iron.However, Malak would not see a surprise attack coming, as Darth Nihilus blasted him backwards into the wall with a Force Push, then blasted Bastila with torrents of Force Lightning. Malak got up and was about to throw his Lightsaber at Nihilus’s neck to decapitate him, when he was suddenly hit in the back of the shoulder by a massive rock.The Sith Apprentice would fall over, as he looked up and saw another man wielding a crimson Lightsaber. He had a bald head, with one blind eye and a very unhealthy physical appearance. Malak knew who this was: Darth Sion, The Lord of Pain.“Lord Sion. I had heard of your battles during The Great Sith War. You must’ve been a highly respected Sith Marauder in Exar Kun’s Sith Empire. We could’ve RULED THE GALAXY together!!”Sion didn’t say anything, but merely chuckled, before he reached out with the Force and began choking Malak. He would struggle to breathe, as Sion slowly walked towards him, holding the hilt of his Lightsaber with a firm grip.“No, Malak. Nihilus and I were DESTINED to be trained under the watchful eye of Darth Traya, not you or the late Darth Revan. Now, your Sith Empire shall FALL!!” Sion proclaimed as he threw his Lightsaber towards Malak’s chest.Although, Malak proceeded to use Force Repulse to break free of Sion’s chokehold, before catching the blade with his free hand, the only hand he had left, and threw it back towards Sion, watching it slice deep through Sion’s ribs.Pretend this is Malak hereTo Malak’s utter surprise, Sion didn’t even show a single sign of pain, as he used the Force to pull his blade back towards his hand. “There’s a reason why I was named ‘The Lord of Pain’, Malak,” Sion said, firing a blast of Force Destruction towards Malak’s feet that sent him flying into Nihilus.As Malak got back up, he would not see a surprise attack coming from Bastila Shan, feeling hot plasma sear through his back as if molten lava was just poured onto it.Malak would roar in agony, as he fell face-first onto the floor, feeling like his spine was just caught on fire. He would begin to stand up, but Nihilus would reach out with one hand and would begin using the Dark Side to force Malak into joining him.The Sith Apprentice knew this ability. He remembered when he and Revan discovered the Sith Emperor Vitiate on Dromund Kaas and how he used the same ability to turn them to the Dark Side. Now, Nihilus was doing the same.Whilst he felt his mind bending to Nihilus’s will, Malak could hear the voice of the Sith Emperor in his head, chanting the ancient Sith Code created by Adjunta Pall thousands of years ago. Peace is a LIE. There is only PASSION. Through passion, I gain STRENGTH. Through strength, I gain POWER. Through power, I gain VICTORY. And through victory, my chains are BROKEN!!These words would motivate Malak to stand up, as he fired a Lightning Grenade towards Nihilus, but Sion got in the way and tanked the blast himself, sending him flying through the doors of the temple.Malak would then turn around and face Bastila, with a golden fire burning in his eyes. “Soon, I shall send your CORPSE back to The Jedi Council on Dantooine!! They’ll be PRAYING for someone to stand up and STOP me!!!!!”Ignoring the fact that Nihilus was still here, Malak began fighting harder than ever against Bastila, using Forms III and VI to counter the relentless attacks coming from her yellow double-bladed Lightsaber.As Malak fought Shan, Nihilus would begin to ponder some thoughts in whatever he had left for a mind. This man is proving himself to be quite powerful, more so than my dead Master. Should I join him..?Nihilus would think about this for a moment, until he saw Sion using Force Speed to dash towards Malak and Bastila, with the intent to kill Malak. Upon seeing that Sion was about to eliminate someone that had potential that would be wasted, Nihilus immediately made up his mind.Grabbing a massive boulder with the Force, The Lord of Hunger would hurl it towards Sion, as it smashed right into his legs and knocked him over before he began choking Bastila with the Force.Upon seeing that Nihilus was beginning to crush Bastila’s windpipe, Malak would be shocked, being completely caught off-guard by this surprise attack. After this, Malak would feel a sense of pleasure, though he still hadn’t gotten himself a cybernetic jaw replacement yet.Malak then thought about something to himself, as Bastila continued to gag. This man could be the key to EVERYTHING!! He and I can overthrow the Sith Emperor together, then destroy Skywalker afterwards…As he pondered this potential future, Malak couldn’t help but continue to feel like everything was going accordingly. But for now, he would have to wait and see if Nihilus was really as important as he thought he was.Ep 8: For what seemed like hours, there would be a long silence between Malak and Nihilus, with Bastila’s gagging and the sounds of Lightsabers humming being the only thing that could be made out as sound in the room.Finally, Malak would speak to Nihilus. “Throw the Jedi into the wall. She’s not important right now.” Nihilus nodded, before he threw Shan into the nearby wall and knocked her unconscious.Once he was sure Bastila was knocked out, Malak turned to Nihilus, sensing that he was currently thinking about what to do next. “Sion is no longer our main priority. We shall leave this horrid place and go back to Lehon. There lies my Sith Empire, which has been without a leader for months and now, we will need to put it back together, assuming it disbanded when I killed Revan..”Right as Malak finished his sentence however, he was suddenly attacked from behind by Sion, who must’ve used the Dark Side to repair his smashed legs. “Nihilus, you deceitful CORPSE!!! We must KILL Malak and END the Jedi oursel-” Before Sion could have the chance to finish his sentence, Malak grabbed him by the arm and threw him across the room, before turning to Nihilus.“Finish him.” Nihilus then reached out with one hand, as orange waves of energy began flowing from Sion’s body to his own. The Lord of Pain would strain, before reigniting his Lightsaber and fighting back against Nihilus’s Force Drain, charging towards The Lord of Hunger.However, Malak would step in front of Nihilus and unleashed a devastating Form V attack, cutting through Sion’s right arm by the shoulder, just above the brim of a black sleeve that covered it.Pretend this is Malak and Sion hereSion would roar in agony and rage, before Malak caught his Lightsaber in mid-air and swung it right through Sion’s neck, ending his life in the process.Nihilus would watch, as Sion’s head fell from his body and onto the ground, then saw the rest of his corpse fall over backwards, with his disfigured head lying in between his feet.Malak deactivated Sion’s Lightsaber, before throwing it up into the air and cutting in half with his own blade, as it fell to the ground in pieces of metal, with the Kyber Crystal glowing on the ground next to Sion’s head.Pretend the Crystal is red hereMalak turned to Nihilus once again, as The Lord of Hunger stared at the sight of Sion’s lifeless head. “Where’s your ship?” Nihilus looked up at Malak, before gesturing for his new ally to follow him outside.After this, Malak and Nihilus would walk outside of the temple, closing the doors with the Force and trapping Bastila inside with Sion’s lifeless body, before Nihilus pointed to a ship looming over the sky.Malak immediately recognized that ship as a Centurion-class battlecruiser known as the Ravager, which had been destroyed during The Mandalorian Wars, but had been reconstructed using the Dark Side of the Force.Malak turned to Nihilus, cocking one eyebrow at him. “Do you happen to have a shuttle?” Nihilus once again pointed in one direction and this time, Malak saw a girl wearing a dark red cloth over her eyes that stood next to a stolen Rendarian-class assault shuttle.“Who’s she.?” Just when Malak asked this, Nihilus slowly began walking towards the girl and the stolen Republic shuttle, with Malak falling not too far behind him, before he realized who that girl standing next to the shuttle was: she was a Miraluka Sith Apprentice to Nihilus.When Malak and Nihilus finally approached the shuttle, the Miraluka girl introduced herself to Malak. “My name is Visas Marr. I am the Apprentice to Darth Nihilus and a proud member of The Sith Triumvirate. Why does my Master bring you to me now, Lord Malak?”“I’m in need of transportation, m’lady.” Malak replied. “First, I need to go to the Sith Academy on Korriban because I am currently a Master without an Apprentice. Second, I need to travel to Rakata Prime in the Lehon system to see if Darth Revan’s Sith Empire has disbanded while I was missing.”“As you wish, Lord Malak.” Visas and Nihilus then entered the shuttle, as would Malak, before they left Katarr’s surface and flew towards the Ravager, which was currently orbiting the lifeless planet itself.Upon entering the main hanger to the Ravager, Visas and Nihilus would give Malak a tour of the reconstructed battlecruiser, before they eventually arrived at the bridge, where Malak saw just how much of the Dark Side this ship was running on. “A Centurion-class battlecruiser powered with only the Force. I’m impressed.”Nihilus made a gesture, before Visas went up to the controls at the end of the bridge and plugged in the Hyperspace coordinates, as the Ravager jumped into Hyperspace and left for Korriban at once.When the Ravager did jump out of Hyperspace, Malak immediately sensed waves of emotions coming from both the planet and the fleet orbiting it, such as anger, fear, and confusion, which was when he knew that his and Revan’s Sith Empire had crumbled within the months since the death of their leader.Malak immediately took the stolen Republic shuttle down to Korriban’s surface when he got permission from Nihilus and his Miraluka Apprentice, seeing many of his former Sith Troopers shooting each other down on the reddish-brown surface.Upon seeing what Revan’s Empire had become, Malak was utterly disgusted. He imagined there would be some infighting after he beheaded Revan, but never this bad.The Sith Apprentice proceeded to exit Nihilus’s stolen Republic shuttle and walk through the bloodshed, finding the nearest doorway to the Korriban Sith Academy. When he entered, however, he came across a malicious sight in one classroom: Sith Masters and Sith Apprentices arguing over things like leadership and obedience.This sight would fuel Malak’s anger, as he slammed his cybernetic fist down on the desk of one of the Sith Masters trying to calm the other students down. “WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE!?!?!?” When he screamed these words throughout the entire room at the top of his lungs, Malak managed to get the attention of every single Sith Apprentice, Warrior, Marauder, Acolyte, and Master in the room, as they all stared at him in shock and terror.Then, one of the Sith Masters managed to say something to the Sith Apprentice. “L-Lord M-M-Malak..?? What happened during that battle? What happened to Lord Revan “???? Malak stepped forward and stared at all those that were looking in his direction.Malak would wait for a moment, trying to come up with an explanation to sway his followers into becoming motivated to continue The Jedi Civil War, as revealing the full truth about Revan’s death would only mean more infighting.Finally, Malak would come up with a lie to restore the morale in his Sith disciples. “Revan and I were ambushed by a Jedi strike team led by the Jedi Knight, Bastila Shan. One of them made me lose my lower jaw, and another cut my Master’s head clean from his body. I was stranded on the planet for months, before I was finally rescued by two members of The Sith Triumvirate: the Sith Lord Darth Nihilus and his Apprentice, Visas Marr. Now, I have taken it upon myself to take Revan’s place, with Nihilus and Marr by my side. But first, which one of you Sith Apprentices would like to take on my former mantle..?”There would be a long silence in the room, before one of the students raised his hand: a man with a bald head and a mustache, as well as a goatee that looked more like a tattoo on his chin. Malak felt an immediate sense of pride when he saw that Sith Apprentice raise his hand, as he then made a gesture for him. “Step forward, Apprentice.”The man did as he was asked and took a few steps forward towards Malak, who would sense a great level of power in this student, before turning to one of the Masters. “Is he very high for training levels?” Malak asked, before the Sith Master replied back. “Top of the class, my Lord.” “Good.” Malak then ignited his Lightsaber, as the man standing before him bent down on one knee and looked down at the ground, before Malak spoke again. “The Force is strong with you, young student. You shall become a powerful user of the Dark Side. Henceforth, you shall be known as Darth Bandon. Rise, my new Apprentice.”Malak would cross his blade over the man’s shoulders and head, as if he were knighting him like the Jedi would, before he deactivated his Lightsaber and let the man stand up. “What is thy bidding… my Master?”Ep 9:Over ten years have passed since Malak rebuilt Revan’s Sith Empire. The Jedi Civil War had concluded and the Republic had crumbled under the might of Malak’s iron fist. The Jedi Order has been all but destroyed, with only a few in hiding.How Malak won the war was through his Sith Apprentice, Darth Bandon, who had learned the ability of Battle Meditation while he was at the Korriban Sith Academy and used it to annihilate both the Republic and the Jedi at the same time.Now, with Darth Nihilus, Visas Marr, and Bandon by his side, Malak was practically unstoppable. However, there was still the threat of the hidden Sith Empire on Dromund Kaas led by the Sith Emperor Vitiate, who was just waiting for the right opportunity to take the galaxy for himself.Knowing full well that Vitiate had this in mind, Malak had sent a few fleets to raze Dromund Kaas into a lifeless husk of a planet, but those Sith Dreadnoughts never came back.One day, Malak would be overseeing the view of Korriban from his throne room aboard Revan’s former flagship, the Leviathan, before he suddenly heard the doors behind him open. “What is it, Lord Bandon?” Bandon proceeded to step forward, as he knelt before the Emperor. “My Master, I have sent a strike team to Dromund Kaas. Unlike the fleets we lost, they did us a favor and sent probes to investigate Vitiate’s base. We now know just how many ships they have, what their weapons are, and what their plan of attack will be….”Malak would stand from his throne, revealing a glove that covered his cybernetic arm, as well as a large, metal prosthesis that protected his prosthetic jaw. “Excellent work, my Apprentice. I shall inform Lord Nihilus of this upbringing and prepare all of our forces to combat Vitiate’s Empire on Dromund Kaas. In the meantime, will you rally all of our forces on Korriban, Corulag, and Mustafar to go join my Empire in the inevitable battle?”“What if some of them aren’t ready to charge into battle, Master?” Malak stared at Bandon, before responding to his Apprentice. “I do not care if they are still students or not. Tell them about the oncoming battle at once!!”Bandon let out a heavy sigh, before he stood up. “As you wish, Lord Malak.” The Apprentice then left the room, allowing Malak to sit back down in his throne and stare off into the stars, before he suddenly heard a voice in his head. “I know what history has in store for you, Malak. You are destined to die…”Malak then frantically stood up and ignited his Lightsaber, with his eyes darting across the room. He hadn’t heard that voice in a decade since he recruited Nihilus to his side. It was Skywalker.“Show yourself, NOW!!!!” “I’m standing right behind you, your highness.” Malak immediately turned around and saw Skywalker’s shimmering image standing before him. The Sith Lord would hold his Lightsaber tightly, before speaking to Skywalker. “Whatever vision you may have seen will be a lie. I will destroy Vitiate and then, I will use Nihilus to kill you!”“Unfortunately, that is where you are wrong, Malak. Sure, your power has grown to a point where you now rival the might of THE most powerful Sith other than you and Nihilus. However, you are destined to be betrayed by one you think very highly of..”Malak stared at Skywalker with nothing but hatred in his eyes. He was currently thinking about calling Nihilus to drain his Force Ghost until it was non-existent, but figured that would wait a while.Finally, Malak would speak again to Skywalker. “If you’re referring to either Nihilus or Lady Visas Marr, then you are wrong. They would know better than to betray me like that.” “You are right, Malak. I am not referring to Nihilus or Visas, but rather, the man that is your current Sith Apprentice.” Malak looked at Skywalker for a few moments, pondering these words carefully. He had a point, as he had sensed Bandon’s power was growing rapidly over the years, until he spoke again.“Sure, Lord Bandon’s power may be rapidly growing, but he’s still not ready to take my place. Not yet…” “Yes. I’ve been watching you over the past decade, Malak. I know you’ve sensed something familiar in your Apprentice, but can’t put your finger on it yet.”Malak’s rage was beginning to boil on the inside, as his eyes glowed an even brighter gold than they had before. “Just get to the point already, Chosen One!!” Skywalker would pause for a moment, before responding to Malak’s yelling. “I will not say what the answers to your questions are, Malak. I’ll leave that for you to decipher. But all I can say is that you don’t have the advantage you THINK you have….”After saying those last words, Malak would watch Skywalker disappear into thin air, before calming his mind and deactivating his Lightsaber, then sitting back down on his throne, a throne Revan once sat upon before he was slaughtered by Malak’s hands all those years ago.As Malak gazed upon Korriban from the massive window in front of him, he would suddenly feel a great darkness pulling him towards Dromund Kaas. Vitiate. Though Malak couldn’t hear the voice, he knew the Sith Emperor was taunting him to go to Dromund Kaas.Malak couldn’t help but chuckle slightly, as he knew he wouldn’t fall into a trap like that so easily. After waiting for what felt like hours, Malak would finally receive a transmission from one of the Sith Masters instructing the Apprentices at the Korriban Academy.“My Lord, all of our Apprentices, Acolytes, and other members of your Sith Order have accepted the offer to join you and Lord Bandon on the front lines.” When he heard these words, Malak simply cackled loudly in his throne room. “Good. The battle between my Empire and whatever threat Vitiate poses will end in one of us DESTROYING the other!!”The Sith Lord cut transmission with that one Sith Master, before he changed the channel to Sith Admiral Carth Onasi, who joined Malak’s Empire after the Republic fell at the bloodbath of Coruscant.“Admiral Onasi?” “My liege..?” “Contact every single Sith fleet across the galaxy. They shall join us in the oncoming battle soon enough.”After waiting for other Sith forces to arrive, Malak would finally see hundreds of thousands of Sith Dreadnoughts jump out of Hyperspace, before making an announcement that was broadcasted to all of those ships at once.“Attention, my fellow brothers and sisters! The time has finally come to combat a hidden Empire on the planet Dromund Kaas. We shall burn the crust to glass and exterminate the threat at once!!!”Inside the Sith Emperor’s fortress on Dromund Kaas, Lord Scourge would enter the chambers of Vitiate’s Dark Council, as he received some news from another Sith Warrior and decided to deliver them directly to the Emperor himself.“Your highness, I have received word that an infinite number of Sith Dreadnoughts are heading towards our capitol as we speak. Shall I ready our space and ground forces for attack?”Upon hearing this from Scourge, Vitiate immediately knew he was referring to Darth Malak and how he was bringing his Sith Empire directly to Dromund Kaas. He couldn’t help but smile, as the other Dark Council members discussed this news, unsure as to what it meant.“Prepare our air and ground forces, Scourge. If Darth Malak wants to try and kill me within the walls of this fortress, then so be it…”" >old man.""Please, let's be civil about this.""Civil about what? This conversation? There is nothing to be civil about! I am at war! I killed my Master, and now my own army is attempting to kill me for treason! Now leave me, before I part your head from your shoulders!""I cannot leave. As I said, I do not know how I got here, and I have no idea in the slightest how I can get back.""Then you shall DIE!"Malak swung his lightsaber at Obi-Wan's neck, but it passed straight through."As you can see, I am dead", said Obi-Wan, "And as such, you cannot harm me."Then Obi-Wan brought out a lightsaber of his own and swung it at Malak, who brought it up to meet it. To his surprise, the two blades locked, and Malak stared into the eyes of one of the most powerful enemies he had ever faced."So I cannot harm you, but you can harm me", said Malak."So it seems", replied Obi-Wan."Well then", said Malak, "Let's see if I can break your strength and send you back to the grave nonetheless!"They began to duel, and what a duel it was. Malak was swinging his sabre, shooting Force lightning and trying to choke his opponent. At the same time, Obi-Wan either blocked all of his swings or let them pass through his body, while simultaneously disappearing from sight and reappearing behind Malak in an attempt to surprise him and break his guard. But he never did. Malak fought on until they eventually found themselves in a final blade lock."You are hard to kill", said Malak."As are you", replied Obi-Wan."I may not be able to harm you physically", said Malak, "But let's see about the Force!"Malak reached into the Force, found Obi-Wan's essence, and began to draw it out of him and into himself. Obi-Wan shrieked in extreme agony, as his life force was drained from him and into Malak's outstretched hand.Once Malak had drained Obi-Wan's strength, he looked over him with glee."You have fought valiantly, old man", said Malak, "But you are no match for the power of the Dark Side.""You have... no idea... what I have... fought", said Obi-Wan, struggling for breath. "The Sith will never win!""You say that with such certainty. How do you know what will come to pass?""I have come from the future, and I know what will happen. Your Empire will fall, and the Sith shall die out. There is no dark side, no light. There is only the Force."At these words, something started to appear behind Obi-Wan. Something, or someone. Malak's eyes widened in surprise as another figure materialised behind Obi-Wan. This one had short, greying hair, green eyes, and the same robes as Obi-Wan. However, Malak could sense far more power in this ghost than in the old man's. This one, he felt could change the course of history. This one, he knew was the Chosen One.Ep 5:Malak turned and looked at the new person who had just materialized out of thin air in front of him. He was in utter confusion. One man had appeared out of thin air not 10 minutes ago, and now another? Am I going insane? That was Malak’s first thought. No. He could not be. He had fought that first man. He had drained him of his power. This was real. This was the Force manifesting itself in the spirits of those who had come before him. Either before, or… After. They had to have come from the future. He had heard of such Force manifestations, such ghosts that came from the past, but he had never heard of the two that he now faced. No stories about them came to him as he gazed at them. They must be from the future. Malak took a deep breath and drew his lightsaber. In response, the two figures drew their sabers, sparkling blue against the dark evening sky. The two began to circle Malak, closing in on him, until Malak could reach out and touch them. That was when he struck. Malak swung his saber at the nearest ghost, the younger one, who expertly blocked it while the older one, who called himself Ben, swung at his head. Channeling the Force, Malak grabbed hold of the saber blade and yanked it from the grip of the old man. Pretend this is MalakBen looked astonished. He had heard of this technique while studying the old Sith Holocrons in the Jedi Archives, but he had never seen it in action. Malak felt elated at the old man’s confusion. Though he had no mouth to grin with, he certainly felt confident. He used the Force to push Ben out of the way, knocking him out on a stone cliff face, before turning to the younger foe and continuing the fight. Now armed with two sabers, he was much better matched against his one-bladed enemy. What he did not know though, was that this was the Chosen One, the one destined to destroy the Sith and bring balance to the Force. Malak swung, the man blocked and counterattacked, and it went back and forth like that for a few minutes. Both men used the terrain to their advantage, hopping on top of boulders to gain the high ground, and leaping off them to get more power in their strikes. This continued until Malak leapt off a boulder onto his adversary and got caught in a blade lock. Pretend they are in a bladelock“You have no idea what you have gotten yourself into,” said Malak, staring into his opponent’s eyes with a look of pure focus. “You have no idea about the power that I hold.” “I know who you are, Malak,” said the man. “I know what you have done, and what you plan to do.” “And how would you know that young one? I have never heard of you before, and you do not look like a Jedi from the past, or from this time.” “I do not come from here, Malak. I come from elsewhere.” “I guessed as much.” They continued to duel, swinging, blocking, parrying, and striking until they ended up in another blade lock. “I sense great power in you, boy,” said Malak, “But your power is nowhere near my level.” “That’s where you are wrong, Malak,” said the man. “I am more powerful than you could possibly imagine.” “Really? And who are you, who is more powerful than I could ‘possibly imagine’?” “I am Anakin Skywalker. I am the Chosen One.” Malak fell back in shock at what he had just heard. Skywalker? The Chosen One? He had heard the prophecies but had never taken them seriously. The Jedi had originally thought that Revan was the Chosen One before he went to war and turned to the Dark Side. Suddenly, his vision went black, and he was transported to a realm of visions. There was a boy. Skywalker, if Malak remembered correctly, only younger. Running from a speeder bike with a figure riding it. The figure flipped off the speeder bike, igniting the blood-red blade of the Sith. Malak turned and saw another man standing in front of a ship, the green blade of the Jedi already shining in his hands. The two began to duel. Malak was in space. He watched the young Skywalker fly a fighter into a massive battle station. He fired the lasers, and the battle station exploded, creating a massive fireball in the otherwise empty void of space. He closed his eyes and the vision changed. Skywalker and what looked like a younger Ben were fighting a white-haired and bearded man in a dark hanger. Ben got slashed across the leg and Skywalker’s arm was sliced off by the new Sith. The other man escaped, and the vision faded. Skywalker and Ben were back but on the bridge of a starship. They were fighting the same man as before, but they both looked older. Ben got a whole lot of walkways crushed on top of him, and Skywalker cut off the Sith’s hands and then decapitated him. The vision changed again. There were many small visions. There was Skywalker and an old man killing a bald, dark-skinned Jedi. There were many Jedi dying. And then there was a massive one. Skywalker raided the Jedi Temple on Coruscant and killed all the Jedi that were in his way. Then the vision changed one last time to Skywalker kneeling on the floor of a cave, while a cloud of smoke formed a mask. Then everything went black, and Malak was transported back to reality.“Now you see, don’t you, Malak?” said Skywalker, “Now you see what is still to come.” “I know what is to come,” said Malak, “And I have every intention of helping it come to fruition.” He reached out his hand. “Join me.” Skywalker looked down at the hand in consideration. Then, without warning, he brought his saber up and sliced off Malak’s arm at the elbow. Malak howled in pain as all his anger and rage at being turned down boiled up inside him. Then he released it. Skywalker was knocked back beside Ben into the rock wall, where he was knocked unconscious. Malak used this diversion to roll over to his severed arm and press the button on his wrist link to summon his ship. He then removed and pocketed the wrist link. When his ship came, he gathered his strength and Force jumped into the cockpit. He then steered it into space. He entered some coordinates into his navicomputer and jumped to hyperspace. He was going to Katarr, and the one person he was going to find there. Ep 6:"I am Anakin Skywalker. I am the Chosen One.""I have foreseen what is to come, and I have every intention of bringing it to fruition. Join me."*Shhhhhhhhhhhz*"Aaargh!""I will never join you. The Sith will kill themselves out.""You will see, Skywalker. You shall see..."Malak woke with a start, sweating and breathing heavily. At first, he didn’t know where he was. Then he saw the swirling blue vortex of hyperspace, and it all came rushing back. Ben. Skywalker. The fight. And something else… something that he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Or rather, his whole hand. With dismay, he looked down at his new stump of an arm. How could he have been so weak, so blind? How did he not sense that Skywalker had clouded his judgement, that he was weakened from the visions that the Force had granted him? With a heavy sigh, Malak reached for the spare cybernetic arm that he always kept on his ship in case of emergencies such as this. He grabbed it and inserted it into his stump of an arm. Wincing in pain, he turned it on and inspected the components. After he was satisfied that everything was in working order, he sat up and took the ship out of hyperspace.Malak gazed out of his ship’s cockpit at the planet in front of him. Katarr had long ago been drained by one of the greatest Sith in generations, but it still held onto a sliver of life. There was one being down on the surface of that wasteland, and Malak was determined to find him.The landing didn’t cause any physical trouble. It was quite smooth actually, seeing as the atmosphere had been destroyed along with the life on the planet. It was more mental. As soon as he touched down, he felt a searing pain that he had never felt before tearing through his mind as if it was being ripped from his skull and torn into a thousand pieces. He writhed in agony as pain ravaged his mind like lightning bolts in a field. This, he thought, must have been how Ben felt when he drained all of his energy away, right before Skywalker had shown up.Skywalker.The one reason that he had come to this place. He had to kill Skywalker. He had rejected his offer of companionship, and so he must die. But Skywalker was unkillable, wasn’t he? Physically, yes. But spiritually? No. He was far from it. There was one power that could kill a Force ghost. One power, and only one to wield it.Steeling himself against the pain, he exited the ship and walked onto the planet’s spongy surface. He turned and saw a dark shape in the distance. A pyramid. That was his destination. He took one last look at his ship and ventured off into the unknown.Malak reached the entrance to the pyramid, but it was blocked off by boulders. Whoever was here didn’t want to be found, thought Malak. And with good reason. You don’t lock yourself away in the farthest corner of the galaxy for nothing, after all.Using the Force and great amounts of concentration, Malak grabbed the boulders and hurled them away from the temple entrance. No going back now, thought Malak. Every single thing inside that temple would have heard him make his entrance. Steeling his nerves, he stepped inside.Inside the temple was eerily quiet. Malak could hear his footsteps echoing along the blank stone hall, reverberating back to him to give him the sense that he was anything but alone. He passed room upon room and staircase upon the staircase, all leading down into the depths of the planet. He didn’t need to check each room. His senses guided him to where his objective was. Finally, he came down a staircase and through a big archway. Past that archway was a room. It was massive, bigger even than the old Sith training grounds on Korriban. In the centre of the room was a throne. Malak could sense the death and decay emanating from that throne. When he drew closer, he saw a figure clad in a black robe. And one white mask.“Nihilus”, said Malak. “I have found you at last.”“Who are you?”, asked Nihilus, “And why have you disturbed my eternal sleep?”“I have come to ask a favour, Nihilus. Sith to Sith.”“You still haven’t answered my question. Who are you?”“I have told you. I am Sith.”“That is not enough.”“What more must I tell you?”“Your NAME!”“Make me.”Nihilus stood as if to attack Malak but suddenly stopped himself. While no emotion showed on his mask, Malak could sense the surprise emanating from the man in front of him. There was something, or someone, behind him.Malak turned. In front of him stood a woman with flowing black hair and clad in a brown robe.She took out a double-bladed lightsaber and activated it, the blade glowing a bright yellow in the gloom. In response, Malak and Nihilus both took out and activated their sabres, piercing the gloom with blood-red light.“Who the hell are you?”, asked Malak.“The name’s Shan. Bastila Shan.”Ep 7: Malak stared wearily at Shan. Where had she come from? How in the world had she known where to find him? And why was she here? Malak could only guess at these questions. In the meantime, he knew he had to kill her so he could continue with his master plan to destroy the Jedi and take over the galaxy. Malak raised his lightsaber and charged at Shan.As they fought, the sounds of their blades clashing would echo throughout the walls of the temple, before they got into a blade-lock. “HOW did you find me, Jedi!?!? How did you know where I was beforehand and if so, do you know what happens next???” Malak said.“I know what happened months prior, Malak. When that Sith Dreadnought exploded, we only found one thing that remained of your former Master: his mask.” Shan replied back.Malak’s eyes widened with shock. Of course! How could I have been so stupid? Malak thought to himself, as he remembered Revan’s mask was made of Beskar, a nearly indestructible Mandalorian iron.However, Malak would not see a surprise attack coming, as Darth Nihilus blasted him backwards into the wall with a Force Push, then blasted Bastila with torrents of Force Lightning. Malak got up and was about to throw his Lightsaber at Nihilus’s neck to decapitate him, when he was suddenly hit in the back of the shoulder by a massive rock.The Sith Apprentice would fall over, as he looked up and saw another man wielding a crimson Lightsaber. He had a bald head, with one blind eye and a very unhealthy physical appearance. Malak knew who this was: Darth Sion, The Lord of Pain.“Lord Sion. I had heard of your battles during The Great Sith War. You must’ve been a highly respected Sith Marauder in Exar Kun’s Sith Empire. We could’ve RULED THE GALAXY together!!”Sion didn’t say anything, but merely chuckled, before he reached out with the Force and began choking Malak. He would struggle to breathe, as Sion slowly walked towards him, holding the hilt of his Lightsaber with a firm grip.“No, Malak. Nihilus and I were DESTINED to be trained under the watchful eye of Darth Traya, not you or the late Darth Revan. Now, your Sith Empire shall FALL!!” Sion proclaimed as he threw his Lightsaber towards Malak’s chest.Although, Malak proceeded to use Force Repulse to break free of Sion’s chokehold, before catching the blade with his free hand, the only hand he had left, and threw it back towards Sion, watching it slice deep through Sion’s ribs.Pretend this is Malak hereTo Malak’s utter surprise, Sion didn’t even show a single sign of pain, as he used the Force to pull his blade back towards his hand. “There’s a reason why I was named ‘The Lord of Pain’, Malak,” Sion said, firing a blast of Force Destruction towards Malak’s feet that sent him flying into Nihilus.As Malak got back up, he would not see a surprise attack coming from Bastila Shan, feeling hot plasma sear through his back as if molten lava was just poured onto it.Malak would roar in agony, as he fell face-first onto the floor, feeling like his spine was just caught on fire. He would begin to stand up, but Nihilus would reach out with one hand and would begin using the Dark Side to force Malak into joining him.The Sith Apprentice knew this ability. He remembered when he and Revan discovered the Sith Emperor Vitiate on Dromund Kaas and how he used the same ability to turn them to the Dark Side. Now, Nihilus was doing the same.Whilst he felt his mind bending to Nihilus’s will, Malak could hear the voice of the Sith Emperor in his head, chanting the ancient Sith Code created by Adjunta Pall thousands of years ago. Peace is a LIE. There is only PASSION. Through passion, I gain STRENGTH. Through strength, I gain POWER. Through power, I gain VICTORY. And through victory, my chains are BROKEN!!These words would motivate Malak to stand up, as he fired a Lightning Grenade towards Nihilus, but Sion got in the way and tanked the blast himself, sending him flying through the doors of the temple.Malak would then turn around and face Bastila, with a golden fire burning in his eyes. “Soon, I shall send your CORPSE back to The Jedi Council on Dantooine!! They’ll be PRAYING for someone to stand up and STOP me!!!!!”Ignoring the fact that Nihilus was still here, Malak began fighting harder than ever against Bastila, using Forms III and VI to counter the relentless attacks coming from her yellow double-bladed Lightsaber.As Malak fought Shan, Nihilus would begin to ponder some thoughts in whatever he had left for a mind. This man is proving himself to be quite powerful, more so than my dead Master. Should I join him..?Nihilus would think about this for a moment, until he saw Sion using Force Speed to dash towards Malak and Bastila, with the intent to kill Malak. Upon seeing that Sion was about to eliminate someone that had potential that would be wasted, Nihilus immediately made up his mind.Grabbing a massive boulder with the Force, The Lord of Hunger would hurl it towards Sion, as it smashed right into his legs and knocked him over before he began choking Bastila with the Force.Upon seeing that Nihilus was beginning to crush Bastila’s windpipe, Malak would be shocked, being completely caught off-guard by this surprise attack. After this, Malak would feel a sense of pleasure, though he still hadn’t gotten himself a cybernetic jaw replacement yet.Malak then thought about something to himself, as Bastila continued to gag. This man could be the key to EVERYTHING!! He and I can overthrow the Sith Emperor together, then destroy Skywalker afterwards…As he pondered this potential future, Malak couldn’t help but continue to feel like everything was going accordingly. But for now, he would have to wait and see if Nihilus was really as important as he thought he was.Ep 8: For what seemed like hours, there would be a long silence between Malak and Nihilus, with Bastila’s gagging and the sounds of Lightsabers humming being the only thing that could be made out as sound in the room.Finally, Malak would speak to Nihilus. “Throw the Jedi into the wall. She’s not important right now.” Nihilus nodded, before he threw Shan into the nearby wall and knocked her unconscious.Once he was sure Bastila was knocked out, Malak turned to Nihilus, sensing that he was currently thinking about what to do next. “Sion is no longer our main priority. We shall leave this horrid place and go back to Lehon. There lies my Sith Empire, which has been without a leader for months and now, we will need to put it back together, assuming it disbanded when I killed Revan..”Right as Malak finished his sentence however, he was suddenly attacked from behind by Sion, who must’ve used the Dark Side to repair his smashed legs. “Nihilus, you deceitful CORPSE!!! We must KILL Malak and END the Jedi oursel-” Before Sion could have the chance to finish his sentence, Malak grabbed him by the arm and threw him across the room, before turning to Nihilus.“Finish him.” Nihilus then reached out with one hand, as orange waves of energy began flowing from Sion’s body to his own. The Lord of Pain would strain, before reigniting his Lightsaber and fighting back against Nihilus’s Force Drain, charging towards The Lord of Hunger.However, Malak would step in front of Nihilus and unleashed a devastating Form V attack, cutting through Sion’s right arm by the shoulder, just above the brim of a black sleeve that covered it.Pretend this is Malak and Sion hereSion would roar in agony and rage, before Malak caught his Lightsaber in mid-air and swung it right through Sion’s neck, ending his life in the process.Nihilus would watch, as Sion’s head fell from his body and onto the ground, then saw the rest of his corpse fall over backwards, with his disfigured head lying in between his feet.Malak deactivated Sion’s Lightsaber, before throwing it up into the air and cutting in half with his own blade, as it fell to the ground in pieces of metal, with the Kyber Crystal glowing on the ground next to Sion’s head.Pretend the Crystal is red hereMalak turned to Nihilus once again, as The Lord of Hunger stared at the sight of Sion’s lifeless head. “Where’s your ship?” Nihilus looked up at Malak, before gesturing for his new ally to follow him outside.After this, Malak and Nihilus would walk outside of the temple, closing the doors with the Force and trapping Bastila inside with Sion’s lifeless body, before Nihilus pointed to a ship looming over the sky.Malak immediately recognized that ship as a Centurion-class battlecruiser known as the Ravager, which had been destroyed during The Mandalorian Wars, but had been reconstructed using the Dark Side of the Force.Malak turned to Nihilus, cocking one eyebrow at him. “Do you happen to have a shuttle?” Nihilus once again pointed in one direction and this time, Malak saw a girl wearing a dark red cloth over her eyes that stood next to a stolen Rendarian-class assault shuttle.“Who’s she.?” Just when Malak asked this, Nihilus slowly began walking towards the girl and the stolen Republic shuttle, with Malak falling not too far behind him, before he realized who that girl standing next to the shuttle was: she was a Miraluka Sith Apprentice to Nihilus.When Malak and Nihilus finally approached the shuttle, the Miraluka girl introduced herself to Malak. “My name is Visas Marr. I am the Apprentice to Darth Nihilus and a proud member of The Sith Triumvirate. Why does my Master bring you to me now, Lord Malak?”“I’m in need of transportation, m’lady.” Malak replied. “First, I need to go to the Sith Academy on Korriban because I am currently a Master without an Apprentice. Second, I need to travel to Rakata Prime in the Lehon system to see if Darth Revan’s Sith Empire has disbanded while I was missing.”“As you wish, Lord Malak.” Visas and Nihilus then entered the shuttle, as would Malak, before they left Katarr’s surface and flew towards the Ravager, which was currently orbiting the lifeless planet itself.Upon entering the main hanger to the Ravager, Visas and Nihilus would give Malak a tour of the reconstructed battlecruiser, before they eventually arrived at the bridge, where Malak saw just how much of the Dark Side this ship was running on. “A Centurion-class battlecruiser powered with only the Force. I’m impressed.”Nihilus made a gesture, before Visas went up to the controls at the end of the bridge and plugged in the Hyperspace coordinates, as the Ravager jumped into Hyperspace and left for Korriban at once.When the Ravager did jump out of Hyperspace, Malak immediately sensed waves of emotions coming from both the planet and the fleet orbiting it, such as anger, fear, and confusion, which was when he knew that his and Revan’s Sith Empire had crumbled within the months since the death of their leader.Malak immediately took the stolen Republic shuttle down to Korriban’s surface when he got permission from Nihilus and his Miraluka Apprentice, seeing many of his former Sith Troopers shooting each other down on the reddish-brown surface.Upon seeing what Revan’s Empire had become, Malak was utterly disgusted. He imagined there would be some infighting after he beheaded Revan, but never this bad.The Sith Apprentice proceeded to exit Nihilus’s stolen Republic shuttle and walk through the bloodshed, finding the nearest doorway to the Korriban Sith Academy. When he entered, however, he came across a malicious sight in one classroom: Sith Masters and Sith Apprentices arguing over things like leadership and obedience.This sight would fuel Malak’s anger, as he slammed his cybernetic fist down on the desk of one of the Sith Masters trying to calm the other students down. “WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE!?!?!?” When he screamed these words throughout the entire room at the top of his lungs, Malak managed to get the attention of every single Sith Apprentice, Warrior, Marauder, Acolyte, and Master in the room, as they all stared at him in shock and terror.Then, one of the Sith Masters managed to say something to the Sith Apprentice. “L-Lord M-M-Malak..?? What happened during that battle? What happened to Lord Revan “???? Malak stepped forward and stared at all those that were looking in his direction.Malak would wait for a moment, trying to come up with an explanation to sway his followers into becoming motivated to continue The Jedi Civil War, as revealing the full truth about Revan’s death would only mean more infighting.Finally, Malak would come up with a lie to restore the morale in his Sith disciples. “Revan and I were ambushed by a Jedi strike team led by the Jedi Knight, Bastila Shan. One of them made me lose my lower jaw, and another cut my Master’s head clean from his body. I was stranded on the planet for months, before I was finally rescued by two members of The Sith Triumvirate: the Sith Lord Darth Nihilus and his Apprentice, Visas Marr. Now, I have taken it upon myself to take Revan’s place, with Nihilus and Marr by my side. But first, which one of you Sith Apprentices would like to take on my former mantle..?”There would be a long silence in the room, before one of the students raised his hand: a man with a bald head and a mustache, as well as a goatee that looked more like a tattoo on his chin. Malak felt an immediate sense of pride when he saw that Sith Apprentice raise his hand, as he then made a gesture for him. “Step forward, Apprentice.”The man did as he was asked and took a few steps forward towards Malak, who would sense a great level of power in this student, before turning to one of the Masters. “Is he very high for training levels?” Malak asked, before the Sith Master replied back. “Top of the class, my Lord.” “Good.” Malak then ignited his Lightsaber, as the man standing before him bent down on one knee and looked down at the ground, before Malak spoke again. “The Force is strong with you, young student. You shall become a powerful user of the Dark Side. Henceforth, you shall be known as Darth Bandon. Rise, my new Apprentice.”Malak would cross his blade over the man’s shoulders and head, as if he were knighting him like the Jedi would, before he deactivated his Lightsaber and let the man stand up. “What is thy bidding… my Master?”Ep 9:Over ten years have passed since Malak rebuilt Revan’s Sith Empire. The Jedi Civil War had concluded and the Republic had crumbled under the might of Malak’s iron fist. The Jedi Order has been all but destroyed, with only a few in hiding.How Malak won the war was through his Sith Apprentice, Darth Bandon, who had learned the ability of Battle Meditation while he was at the Korriban Sith Academy and used it to annihilate both the Republic and the Jedi at the same time.Now, with Darth Nihilus, Visas Marr, and Bandon by his side, Malak was practically unstoppable. However, there was still the threat of the hidden Sith Empire on Dromund Kaas led by the Sith Emperor Vitiate, who was just waiting for the right opportunity to take the galaxy for himself.Knowing full well that Vitiate had this in mind, Malak had sent a few fleets to raze Dromund Kaas into a lifeless husk of a planet, but those Sith Dreadnoughts never came back.One day, Malak would be overseeing the view of Korriban from his throne room aboard Revan’s former flagship, the Leviathan, before he suddenly heard the doors behind him open. “What is it, Lord Bandon?” Bandon proceeded to step forward, as he knelt before the Emperor. “My Master, I have sent a strike team to Dromund Kaas. Unlike the fleets we lost, they did us a favor and sent probes to investigate Vitiate’s base. We now know just how many ships they have, what their weapons are, and what their plan of attack will be….”Malak would stand from his throne, revealing a glove that covered his cybernetic arm, as well as a large, metal prosthesis that protected his prosthetic jaw. “Excellent work, my Apprentice. I shall inform Lord Nihilus of this upbringing and prepare all of our forces to combat Vitiate’s Empire on Dromund Kaas. In the meantime, will you rally all of our forces on Korriban, Corulag, and Mustafar to go join my Empire in the inevitable battle?”“What if some of them aren’t ready to charge into battle, Master?” Malak stared at Bandon, before responding to his Apprentice. “I do not care if they are still students or not. Tell them about the oncoming battle at once!!”Bandon let out a heavy sigh, before he stood up. “As you wish, Lord Malak.” The Apprentice then left the room, allowing Malak to sit back down in his throne and stare off into the stars, before he suddenly heard a voice in his head. “I know what history has in store for you, Malak. You are destined to die…”Malak then frantically stood up and ignited his Lightsaber, with his eyes darting across the room. He hadn’t heard that voice in a decade since he recruited Nihilus to his side. It was Skywalker.“Show yourself, NOW!!!!” “I’m standing right behind you, your highness.” Malak immediately turned around and saw Skywalker’s shimmering image standing before him. The Sith Lord would hold his Lightsaber tightly, before speaking to Skywalker. “Whatever vision you may have seen will be a lie. I will destroy Vitiate and then, I will use Nihilus to kill you!”“Unfortunately, that is where you are wrong, Malak. Sure, your power has grown to a point where you now rival the might of THE most powerful Sith other than you and Nihilus. However, you are destined to be betrayed by one you think very highly of..”Malak stared at Skywalker with nothing but hatred in his eyes. He was currently thinking about calling Nihilus to drain his Force Ghost until it was non-existent, but figured that would wait a while.Finally, Malak would speak again to Skywalker. “If you’re referring to either Nihilus or Lady Visas Marr, then you are wrong. They would know better than to betray me like that.” “You are right, Malak. I am not referring to Nihilus or Visas, but rather, the man that is your current Sith Apprentice.” Malak looked at Skywalker for a few moments, pondering these words carefully. He had a point, as he had sensed Bandon’s power was growing rapidly over the years, until he spoke again.“Sure, Lord Bandon’s power may be rapidly growing, but he’s still not ready to take my place. Not yet…” “Yes. I’ve been watching you over the past decade, Malak. I know you’ve sensed something familiar in your Apprentice, but can’t put your finger on it yet.”Malak’s rage was beginning to boil on the inside, as his eyes glowed an even brighter gold than they had before. “Just get to the point already, Chosen One!!” Skywalker would pause for a moment, before responding to Malak’s yelling. “I will not say what the answers to your questions are, Malak. I’ll leave that for you to decipher. But all I can say is that you don’t have the advantage you THINK you have….”After saying those last words, Malak would watch Skywalker disappear into thin air, before calming his mind and deactivating his Lightsaber, then sitting back down on his throne, a throne Revan once sat upon before he was slaughtered by Malak’s hands all those years ago.As Malak gazed upon Korriban from the massive window in front of him, he would suddenly feel a great darkness pulling him towards Dromund Kaas. Vitiate. Though Malak couldn’t hear the voice, he knew the Sith Emperor was taunting him to go to Dromund Kaas.Malak couldn’t help but chuckle slightly, as he knew he wouldn’t fall into a trap like that so easily. After waiting for what felt like hours, Malak would finally receive a transmission from one of the Sith Masters instructing the Apprentices at the Korriban Academy.“My Lord, all of our Apprentices, Acolytes, and other members of your Sith Order have accepted the offer to join you and Lord Bandon on the front lines.” When he heard these words, Malak simply cackled loudly in his throne room. “Good. The battle between my Empire and whatever threat Vitiate poses will end in one of us DESTROYING the other!!”The Sith Lord cut transmission with that one Sith Master, before he changed the channel to Sith Admiral Carth Onasi, who joined Malak’s Empire after the Republic fell at the bloodbath of Coruscant.“Admiral Onasi?” “My liege..?” “Contact every single Sith fleet across the galaxy. They shall join us in the oncoming battle soon enough.”After waiting for other Sith forces to arrive, Malak would finally see hundreds of thousands of Sith Dreadnoughts jump out of Hyperspace, before making an announcement that was broadcasted to all of those ships at once.“Attention, my fellow brothers and sisters! The time has finally come to combat a hidden Empire on the planet Dromund Kaas. We shall burn the crust to glass and exterminate the threat at once!!!”Inside the Sith Emperor’s fortress on Dromund Kaas, Lord Scourge would enter the chambers of Vitiate’s Dark Council, as he received some news from another Sith Warrior and decided to deliver them directly to the Emperor himself.“Your highness, I have received word that an infinite number of Sith Dreadnoughts are heading towards our capitol as we speak. Shall I ready our space and ground forces for attack?”Upon hearing this from Scourge, Vitiate immediately knew he was referring to Darth Malak and how he was bringing his Sith Empire directly to Dromund Kaas. He couldn’t help but smile, as the other Dark Council members discussed this news, unsure as to what it meant.“Prepare our air and ground forces, Scourge. If Darth Malak wants to try and kill me within the walls of this fortress, then so be it…”" />