The New Age

Chapter 1

“The New Age”

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"This is a test. You will not fail."

I bowed, "Yes my lord."

She was neither the First order, nor a Jedi.

She was a Sith Lord.

She carried a light saber, and wore a mask.

She was strong with the Force, and she was the most feared assassin in all of the galaxies.

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Kylo Ren had heard stories, about an assassin whom carried a saber. Who had destroyed villages upon villages of civilians.

He wanted him dead.

Of course what he didn't know was that HIM was actually a HER.

And that was his biggest weakness.

CHAPTER 1

"This is a test. You will not fail."

I bowed, "Yes my lord."

I had to murder a village, without Lord Goreum.

I had to"purify" the planet of Jakku. Kill all those who made me sense they were "unworthy" to the dark side.

That meant pretty much the entire population.

I had done this before, but I had never led my own team alone.

He was testing me, to see if I was worth my lifetime of training, to see if the training would end my existence, or grant me my victory. To see if I let emotions impact my goal. To prove that I had not an ounce of light inside of me, that the light had died, and so had everything else. I was to prove that I was with the dark side, that the dark had consumed whatever little light I had, and to prove that I will forever remain...loyal.

We weren't First order, and we were the opposite of Jedi.

They called us Shadows. The most feared in the galaxy.

The first order was no match.

"You succeed with this, and you will no longer be my Sith Apprentice. You will be Lord Drakon, my colleague, associate, comrade. You will be my teammate."

A smile almost threatened to cross my face.

Lord Goreum stood, his impeccable stance. His masked face unreadable.

"Yes my Lord, thank you."

He turned around, "Go, you know what is to come if you do not succeed."

My face turned to stone, as I bowed once more, and left his presence.

I pulled my mask on, fastening it onto my suit, and I slowly lost my composure.

The suit was my save haven, a shield.

I would not be hurt, or judged from inside this suit.

No one knew I was a girl, and with that, I had my respect.

"Miss Drakon. We have entered the Western reach, our ships are ready to deploy into Jakku. On your word."

Captain Solius said to me. He was a trooper captain, dressed in the same black suits as all the other troopers. The only reason I knew he was the captain, was because of the red stripe he had upon his helmet.

I straightened, "We will leave now Captain."

He nodded and turned to leave.

"Oh and Solius?"

He froze and turned slowly. I sensed his fear rising and I smirked.

"It's Sir. Not Miss. When we get down to Jakku. If you, or any of your men refer to me other wise, I will kill you, and not think otherwise."

His hands twitched at his sides, "Yes sir."

My head tilted up, "Ready your men. We will leave immediately."

KYLO REN POV:

"Lord Ren. Word has spread and the accusations are true. Jakku has been attacked, led by a Sith apprentice."

My head tilted up, "Drakon?"

The storm trooper nodded hesitantly, "The Drakon character, has gotten stronger. Him and his few men have wiped out The Goazon badlands, Feressee's Point, and The Kelvin Ravine Tuanul populations." He took a small step back at my rigid stance.

I took in a breath to calm my rising rage, "Anything else?"

He slowly nodded, his helmet shaking.

"W-word has it that t-this...apprentice is now...a S-Sith Lord, and tomorrow h-he will be going after Basteel located on the Outer Rim Territories in the C-Corva sector." The bubbling bàstard stuttered.

He is pathetic.

I raised my hand and using the force I snapped the useless storm troopers neck.

His body fell to my feet, and I kicked his lifeless form with rage.

You must be wondering why this bothers me, why the rising stance of the Drakon character, and the information of the newly planned attack pissed me off.

The answer is clear, the shadows are spreading word of their accomplishments, and murdered towns, and that is rising fear out of everyone. Fear is the key to unlocking power, and right now, Lord Goreum, and his new Lord

Drakon are implementing a world of fear upon everyone. Now they have power.

The door to the room opened, and General Hux stepped in, following a few storm trooper's.

He looked at the dead trooper at my feet, and rolled his eyes.

"Had another temper tantrum, did we now?" He teased.

"Don't you test me." I seethed.

He sighed, "Leader Snoke has given you full reigns on the ordeals for the attack on Jakku. Against my wishes." He added.

I paused.

"Set a course for Basteel. We're going to take this Lord Drakon down."

CHAPTER 2

Lord Cora Drakon.

It had a nice ring to it.

Of course since Cora was a girl name, it would be Lord Drakon.

It wasn't that I was ashamed of being a woman--because I wasn't.

It was that in my current position, I would get more respect out of these few survivors of the planets, if I wasn't presented as a woman.

Lord Goreum was pleased with how the few Jakku towns turned out, and had advised me to attack Basteel.

He couldn't exactly tell me what to do now, but something about defying the man that had taught me everything, seemed wrong.

Although he had taken me when I was just a child, I was glad he did.

If I was to grow up with a family, then I would probably learn to love.

Love is a weakness.

Lord Goreum had taught me to be fearless, how to fight, and how to be with the force on the dark side.

The dark side will always be more powerful, we have no restrictions.

No matter what anyone says; love and good, has a limit. But hate does not.

The ship landed in the sector of Eladro City.

I got out and adjusted my mask, cape and cloak.

Every part of me was covered, draped in black.

My voice altered from the light feathery, womanly tone, to a dark, almost mechanical voice.

My red saber clung to the belt of my cloak.

I motioned to move forward with my hand.

Within minutes of entering the city, alarms blared, and screams could be heard from everywhere.

My men began their killing as I walked into a large building, shadow troopers following.

"There is a Senator somewhere, I presume?"

My voice came out loud and powerful.

"Affirmative, there is a senator Olekfans."

I nodded, "find him. Bring him to me, gather as many towns people as you think necessary for me to get a point through."

"How many is that My lord?" He asked.

"As many as you want." I muttered.

A different alarm blared, but I payed no attention.

I sensed many presences behind me as I turned to see Basteel's troopers ahead of me, weapons drawn.

I was faster than lightning.

My saber cutting through all of their puny necks, and deflecting their sad attempts at shooting me.

Not a very friendly welcoming committee, is it?

"Lord Drakon. We have the senator. We are in the square."

My mask came from the captain.

I made my way, stepping over bloody bodies, as I went to the square.

There were a couple hundred people, their hands were above their heads in surrender.

Pathetic

I saw Senator Olekfans standing in between two shadow troopers.

He was an older man, with silver hair, and a wrinkled complexion.

He looked like he couldn't take a punch without falling to his knees.

Let's find out.

"Lord Drakon. You have no need to kill these innocents. If I am what you came for, then please take me. Spare them."

His voice came out weathered.

I chuckled, "Actually I do. I have a great need. Did you hear what happened to the people in the towns of Jakku?"

His hands shook as he slowly nodded.

"You see? You heard of that, and it was only yesterday. You fear as to what will happen, I sense it all over you. You know there is nothing you can do in your power to help these people, and that makes you scared." I lifted my chin.

"Fear is the key to unleashing power."

Using my gloved hand, I smashed my hand across his timid face. I felt his flesh rip from under my gloved knuckles.

He whimpered as he fell to his knees. Blood fell from his nose, his complexion beginning to purple.

"P-please, my lord. At least spare the women and children." He sputtered, does this man ever stop?

I paused, and laughed a little.

"You think that because they are women, that they are any different? That they get different treatment? No. Captain, put the towns people to the gun, and bring the senator to the cages on board." I tilted my head at him, "He can join the senator of Jakku."

I heard him protest before I waved my hand, and rendered him unconscious.

I heard my troopers raise their weapons, and were about to fire when I felt something.

A presence like mine.

A presence who was strong with the force, who was as dark as I am.

I looked up just in time to see a ship zoom past us.

A first order ship.

Shït, shït , shït.

I looked over to the captain.

"Bring the senator on board and bring division three, I'll stay here with division one and two and fight off the first order." I demanded.

He nodded at me, as Division three troopers dragged the senator on board to one of the transport ships.

I breathed in as I listened for them.

They were close.

There were too many of them.

Way too many of them.

I looked to the division two captain.

"Go back up to the fleet, take the prisoner, and await my orders. I will not have my men slaughtered." He tried to say something but I silenced him. "Go. Now!" I growled.

I sensed his retaliation, he did not want to leave the fight.

Raising my hand across his mask from left to right I said, "Do as I say."

Persuasion

He nodded, and Division two left on the ships.

I was here with only twenty men, the few living civilians, and the knowledge that the first order were here.

I am so fücking screwed.

CHAPTER 3

KYLO REN POV:

The town was destroyed, the dead corpses of the towns people littered the grounds.

It reeked of fresh, and stale blood.

The second that I had stepped off the ship, I had sensed him.

Drakon.

His presence was strong, and dark.

He was the biggest threat that I had.

We began walking through the city. Our hundreds, upon hundreds of storm troopers marched along through the abandoned, dead area.

We stopped when we came to a clearing.

And I saw him.

He was dressed in all black, his hood covering his mask, his hands containing a blood red light saber such as mine.

His saber was drawn, and so I drew mine.

Red upon red.

He was...thin.

Not the kind of build you would think a Sith Lord would have.

But it was hard to tell, his cloak shielded him.

The numerical amount of trooper's he had with him was...surprising.

No more than thirty.

They were dressed in black metal suits, their guns drawn.

They stood in a formation, so that Drakon stood in the middle.

He took a step forward, "Nice of you to join, Kylo Ren." He spat.

I noticed his voice was very deeply altered, like mine, except even with the altering, I could sense an accent.

In fact if it weren't for the different shape of the saber, the thinner build, and more eery feel.

This man could be my copy-cat.