Tales of the Ancient Sith Chapter One

• Genre: Other
• Media: Fan Fiction
• Rated: [PG-13] Teen

Author’s Notes: So, new series. This is Soran and my idea. It will get a littl– I MEAN A LOT, of blood. The story is about the Ancient Sith. (Freedon Nadd, Marka Rangos, Naga Sadow, Anjunta Paul, and all those other Sith Lords.) So, yeah!!! Soran might write a few chapters if they want to. Listening to Loose Lips by Kimya Dawnson and Piazza. The New York Catcher by Bellie and Sebastian. Did not draw picture, or know who did. It’s Naga Sadow by the way.

Tales of the Ancient Sith

Chapter One

Plans

Two Sith Lords silently walked across Koribans vast desert. Neither of them spoke. One of them was Naga Sadow. He was a human, once, a long time ago. He was about 2.5 meters tall. He had pitch black hair and gray cracking skin. His pupil had left his eye and turned into a bright dirty yellow. The whites of his eyes were replaced with red. The place were blue used to be was the same color as his “pupil”. Naga Sadow wore a flowing black robe. The robe looked like silk and flowed the way silk would. Except the, “Silk” was armor capable of defying any hits from ANY weapon except a lightsaber. There was some red trim across his hat; which was one his head. He also had a short black mustache. His crimson red lightsaber hung at his belt.

Marka Ragnos, on the other hand, was a half breed: a mixture of a Twi’lek and a Human. His skin was as white as you can get. It also had numerous cracks, some from battles, some from the darkside. Ragnos’s eyes, unlike Sadow’s, was completely red. Not a touch of white was there. He was about 1.9 meters tall. He must’ve been attractive once, once. He had a gray robe with black trim across the hood; which was up. His short duel red lightsabers in the palm of his hand. Marka Ragnos also had a unique thing about him. He had two extra lekku’s coming out of his neckand up on to his face. The lekku’s were long so they wrapped around his face twice so all you could see was his eyes. He could lower the lekku’s whenever he wanted to if he wanted to speak.

On Korriban it was nighttime. The stars casting very few light. Korriban had no moon; which didn’t help the light situation. There was nothing on Korriban except hills, hills, hills, and more hills.

The two Sith Lords had come to Korriban to start the Sith. Naga Sadow was born on Inderi, an iner - core world. No one, even Ragnos, knew how he got off Inderi: since the iner - core worlds are next door to a black hole.

“They’ll find us. You know they will.”
“If they do, it’ll be past our time.”
“Do you really want to put all this time and effort into something the Jedi will discover eventually? It will all be put into our apprentices apprentices apprenctices apprentices apprentices ect. hands! Do you want to weigh that burden into our Order?”
“You are worrying about something that is to not be worried about. When we are building it will all unfold to you.”
“Maybe someone else should do the thinking here!!” Marka Ragnos shouted, stopping in his tracks and igniting his sabers.
Sadow stayed calm.
“Lord Ragnos, I didn’t say that you are not going to do the thinking. I just merely have idea’s.”
Ragnos sighed and continued walking.
Sadow stopped walking and smiled.
“This is the perfect spot.”

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If you liked the beginning tell me and I will write more.

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