Three togther, three apart.

[center]Kairion, Darion, and Alarion.

Three brother that each took a different path in life.[/center]

[left][indent] Kairion was born on the planet Ryloth, home-world of the Twi'leks. His mother died in child birth, and his father was a stern quiet man. His older brother Darion was bitter by the age 13. He was forced to work, along with his father as a refugee. Their home-world of Uphrades was destroyed. The only reason his parents, and brothers weren't is because they had left several days prior to the Sith attack. Visiting family on Courascant.
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[indent] His second brother was Alarion, they weren't really brothers. Alarion was found in a trash heap on the lower levels of Courascant, crying, and wrapped in greasy rags. Naturally his parents rescued the baby, of course not knowing of their Planet's demise. Never the less they cared for him, making their way to Ryloth among other refugees. There they lived for 7 years before the birth of Kairion.[/indent]

[indent] The work wasn't easy, nor was it pleasant, but it had to be done. His mother cooked and cleaned, and was employed by a local twi'lek family. His father worked in the nearby Ryll mine. (Ryll is a precious ore harvested from the mines of Ryloth. It has military and scientific applications, but can also be used as a drug in the form of refined spice.) Time went on, and the family found happiness for slaves.[/indent]

[indent] Kairion was born, his mother dead, and his father jaded, and quiet. Darion, and Alarion worked as they could with cleaning and cooking. The family their mother had worked for took care of Kairion until he was old enough to work. And time went on.[/indent]

[center]Years later[/center]

[indent] Darion was gone, he had left as soon as he was able, he made sure his younger brothers were old enough to take care of himself. He left and joined the Republic Military. He was promoted to Lieutenant in near record time, his tactical records were outstanding, until his failed operation. He was leading an infiltration squad into a separatist controlled compound on Ord Mantell. The Op was simple, hack the computers, leave with the Sep. data logs. However the mission went horribly wrong. In short as they were making their way to the extraction point they were ambushed. Lt. Darion sent his second in command with the data logs to the LZ for evac. He and his combat specialist, and sabotage chief held off the ambush. Heavy was taken out by a sniper on the Ridge before Darion (Now fondly called Hazard)  His wounds were critical, Thermal checked his pulse, and reported K.I.A. At this point Hazard yelled out for a fall back, grabbing Heavy,  dragging his body while he let off shots with his Sniper rifle. Thermal launched a few thermal detonators, and shot gun blasts. They retreated to the LZ to find Codee dead, and a Sith standing over his body, behind him most of the evac crew was dead as well.[/indent]

[indent] Hazard rested Heavy's body on the ground, and started to say something, however Thermal rushed ahead before anything could be said, yelling his head off. He had armed all the detonators in his explosive satchel. He was never going to make it. The sith leaped to the trooper, beheading him. Hazard took his shot, hitting the satchel, blowing all the Thermals inside. The sith's body should have been incinerated. Instead it was launched back wards.[/indent]

[indent] A moment passed, and the body moved. He stood, fast as lightning, and was standing before Darion. He pulled from his belt a small hilt, and ignited a lightsaber knife. Darion shoved against the Sith, but he found his body frozen against his own will. The Sith dug the knife into his right eye. The trooper let out a primal roar as the heat seared into his eye. A bright flash and everything was dark. He could smell the burnt flesh, and feel the tears leaking from his eyes. At this time a Jedi leaped from no where dealing a killing blow to the wounded Sith. After that he was stripped of rank back to private, and received the nickname Fire Hazard due to his shot of the Thermal detonators.
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[indent] When Darion left Alarion became quiet, he would speak to anyone. He worked hard as ever in the mines, but his voice was gone. It left with Darion. Time passed, and they got holo messages from Darion, one day they eventually stopped.He would look at Kairion, not really. He was a Miraluka, he saw Kairion's Force energy, a pale grey light, pulshing slowly. He to left. A Jedi Master named Tandarion came to Ryloth and found him. They left 5 years after Darion did.[/indent]

[indent] Alarion learned to become a Jedi. His voice still did not work, and his heart was dark. He spoke with his mind, and body. Projecting his thoughts to others, or foregoing all communication all together, and rather speaking with his purple double saber. He trained under Tandarion for meany years, however after he grew tired of the old Jedi's talk of nature, and the Living Force. He left, and perused to path of the Shadow. Perfecting the skills required for such a path. His combat improved, and so did his skills in the Force. Still his heart was dark with pain.[/indent]

[indent] He struck out to find his true parents. He found them, or what was left of them. Massacred by the sith, without mercy or thought of the repercussions. He could see the mark the sith had left in the Force, and he followed it. Finally finding them, he watched their every move. He saw their guards, and their skills.[/indent]

[indent] A year passed, Alarion was now 32, he had waited a year for this moment. He sneaked into the Sith's compound, and stalked each and every apprentice he had. Killing each and every one. He killed his guards, the Sith's slaves, and concubines. He found the sith waiting for him, saber draw. His yellows were wild. Alarion's a pure black with no iris. The sith leaped at him. Alarion ducked under the Sith, and poped up behind him, saber draw. The Sith froze, feeling the Force grip his body, seep into his nerves, the very fiber of his being commanding them to yield to this Jedi. Alarion did not speak, he projected his pain onto the sith's mind. The siths's mind was torn apart, the emotion flooded his body. blood started to drip from his nose, and his eyes. He body was released, and his hands gripped his head, trying to hold it together. The pain continued to mount, higher, and higher.[/indent]

[indent] Then the pressure started, at first in the deepest part of his mind. it wasn't much but it quickly grew. until his entire body felt like it was about to explode, and it did. From his chest outward his body was ripped apart. blood flew all across the walls. Alarion stood dripping in blood, breathing heavy. A smile slowly spread across his dark lips. His tongue flicked out of his mouth and tasted the blood of his victim. It's metallic taste sending a shiver down his spine.
He was free. His family was free.[/indent]

[indent] Kairion finished out his life on Ryloth until he was in his middle 20s. He trained with his Father's Vibrosword, and learned each from of Lightsaber combat, he was not entirely skilled, nor did he realize his own Force sensitivity. He left Ryloth, and joined the Jedi Order. He was apprenticed to Jedi Master Karreia, not before he two faced the corruption of the Darkside. He attack Karreia on the planet Voss, but was Stopped by the Temple Knights led by Alacsander. Later he was purged of the Dark side, and went onto become a Jedi Master, and a member of the Jedi High Council. He has taken on a Padawan, Sabreas Quinn and their adventures have begun to ensue [/left][/indent]