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Sidious didn't panic, even though the USNR forces were literally on the doorstep of his command bunker. He knew what was about to arrive in orbit.

-Bridge of the Nightfall-

"Sir, Emperor Sidious's bunker is about to be taken." Said the ensign. "Very good. Now, I have to send a message to- WHAT THE HECK IS THAT!!!!!!?????" Screamed the captain.

-Bridge of the Ragnarok-

Admiral Reckten smirked outwardly. The Emperor had sent the Ragnarok to the Empire's galaxy. The reason, was to gather the 50 Super Star Destroyers, identical to the Ragnarok, that Emperor Sidious had ordered built there. After all, while they could never be built in the Hidden Empire, the entire galaxy the Empire had conquered and industrialized was more than enough. "Order the other cruisers to  focus all fire power on the enemy dreadnought!" Said Reckten.

The Nightfall was severely damaged, but was still holding on- but only by a thread.

-The Maw-

Sauron had made no progress with Beauhunt. He decided to set him adrift in an escape pod outside the Maw. It was then that Sauron felt a large spot of the Dark Side in the force. He took his ship that way.

-Kesh-

Sauron had discovered a planet. One full of Dark Side force users. He had scanned the surface and found a city that appeared to be the capital. He landed directly in front of a building with several powerful force presences within. He guessed it was the leaders of this society. A few guards were present at the entrance. When they attempted to stop him, he simply flung them into the wall.

-Council of Lords meeting chamber

"Who are you to presume to have an unscheduled audience with us and attack our guards!?" Said one Lord. "Sauron. Darth Sauron. That... is my name. You... will be my subjects." Said Sauron. A female Lord of a lavender skinned species Sauron did not recognize spoke up. "I will not serve any outsider! Much less one so ugly as you are!" Sauron was actually pretty average looking for a Sith except for his bare metal prosthetic hand, but by Lost Tribe of the Sith standards, he was absolutely ghastly. Sauron didn't say a word before disintegrating the female with force death. Slowly. "Such will be the fate of any who oppose me. Now, I require an apprentice to train in my... unique... force powers, and will take my place when I die." Said Sauron.

-Sith Temple-

Vestara Khai was training, when she heard two voices speaking to one another. One was that of the instructor, and the other was one she couldn't recognize. The only words she caught were "...finest Tyros we have..." and "...choose... apprentice...". That got her excited.

(Sauron's POV)

As the instructor ordered the Tyros to get in a line, Sauron observed the trainees. One in particular caught his attention, due to the elaborate black swirls of makeup on her face. As he looked closer, he saw a small scar at the corner of her mouth. In a society which valued beauty so much, Sauron guessed that the girl applied the makeup to draw attention away from the scar. "This is Darth Sauron. He is here to select an apprentice." Said the instructor. "Indeed. I will only accept the best. There are three challenges you must succeed into become my apprentice. If more than one of you passes all three, those individuals will fight to the death. Understood?" Said Sauron. "Understood Sir!" The Tyros said in unison. "Good. The first is a test of cunning. Each of you will enter a private room with me, and we shall have a game of riddles.  If you fail to solve all the riddles, you have failed the challenge." Said Sauron. One by one, the group went to a side chamber with Sauron. 14 of 30 passed. "The next task is one of endurance. If you collapse to the floor, you have failed." Said Sauron. Immediately, Sauron blasted the Tyros with force lightning. Only 6 of 14 did not fall down before Sauron let up his assault. "The final challnge is one of skill. Instructor! Give each of them a training lightsaber! You must last ten minutes against me in the training arena!"  Said Sauron.

(Vestara's POV)

Vestara had been suprised by the nature of the first challenge. She'd been almost caught off guard by the second. Now, she was going to have to fight a Darth for ten minutes. As the group of Tyros entered the sparring area, Vestara did not expect to pass this one.

(Sauron's POV)

Sauron swiftly ignited his lightsabes and attacked the nearest Tyro. The boy seemed to think Sauron had his lightsabers set to sparring mode. He learned that they were most definitely not on sparring mode when his hand flew off. The Tyro screamed. "AAAGGGGGHHHH!!!!!"

(Vestara's POV)

Vestara was shocked as the Tyro was dismembered. She now realized that this was life-or-death. She glanced at her friend Ahri, who had also passed the first two trials. He nodded. The both of them attacked Sauron at once, but neither came even close to hitting him. Meanwhile the other Tyros were cut down, though only one was lethally injured. Suddenly Ahri used a force push. It seemingly caught Sauron off guard, as the Sith's sabers flew out of his hands. "Yield!" Said Ahri. "I don't think I will." Said the Darth. The Sith Lord moved his hand and a vibroblade emerged from his gauntlet. Before Vestara or Ahri could do anything, Sauron had cut Ahri's throat. As her friend collapsed, dead, Vestara wanted nothing but to kill Sauron. "Yes! Embrace your hatred! Strike me down with your anger!" Said Sauron, retrieving his lightsabers with the force.

(Sauron's POV)

The girl rushed at Sauron in a force rage. As her mental barriers fell, he could sense just what her thoughts about the boy were. "He was weak, not worthy of your obvious affection for him! Rise above this! He means nothing!" Goaded Sauron. The girl fell right into his use of Dun Moch, becoming more enraged than ever. The effect benefited her at first, but quickly made her sloppy. A well timed counter later, she was disarmed, and on the floor. A look of utter loathing was on her face. Sauron raised his lightsaber and swung.

(Vestara's POV)

As the man she hated above everything else swung to finish her, Vestara gave him a colorful insult in Keshiri. Then, the blade stopped millimeters from her head. "Congratulations, Tyro. You are my new apprentice. You... are... Darth Khai!" Said Sauron. Then Vestara realized that her usual mental barriers were completely lowered. That must have been how he had known her name and about her feelings for Ahri. "I..........accept you as my......master." Said Vestara. The words were impossibly difficult to get out.

(Listen to the Imperial March now. It's great for polishing off this thing)