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"The man's bipolar or something," Trey said as he groaned and threw a shovelful of dirt back in the hole he had dug.

With little care he was finally becoming a sith. He watched as Drake came towards him and seperated his other arms. With a blank look, Marcell, readied himself for what was to be one of the most painful experiences he will ever have. As Drake grabbed onto his arms and holding him steady, Marcell, calmed his breathing. His greying flesh would tense for a second and then calmed as the med droided came toward them with the equipment to place the Sith tattoos on him. He would look at the Droid with wide eyes from behind his ceramic mask.

"I shall be the living weapon of the Sith." He stated before the droid began its work.


The Droid grabbed a needle of sorts, and pressed a botton. The needle began to vibrate.

"Know hold still."The droid said in a mechanical voice.

The needle inched closer to his body and he would begin to breath faster waiting for the pain to begin. Once the needle first started to pierce the skin repeatedly and rapidly, Marcell, screamed out in pain jerking his body from the shock of it. The droid would create a design of Sith tattoo from his stomach up to his chest then around his shoulders down to his wristes on both arms. Marcell would scream for about half of the tattoo and then welcomed the pain. He looked at Drake and new that one day he would be in a situation that would make him fighting for his life. And he welcomed it with open arms. When the tattoo was completed, Marcell's body was a work of Sith art. His light grey body was now decorated with black sith symbols of power and wisdom. When Drake let him go, he walked over to his things and put his robe back on and attached his lightsaber to his hilt. He placed his hood back over his head and then grabbed his cloak and put it on. His body was soar and he was wanting to heal, but he also wanted to become that he would kill for.

A SITH.

Drako walked to his seat in is main office and tapped three buttons. Three different 3D screens came up.

" Do you know who these people are? " Drako pointed to the three people on the screens. Mordranna Brunhildt, Imperius and Angel Syricia.

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Drake walked to Marcell. Pulling up his robe on one side he checked one of the marks.

"...............We are done here......We now must go prep ships and crew.... Reporting back to master........"

Labrynth chuckled as he watched the pair nearly finish up the holes they originally dug.

"I wonder how long I can keep this going on. But if they are ever to leave me alone, i guess I have to teach them something of use."

He walked back outside, same astonished look on his face.

"I thought I told you two to dig a hole? Forget it. You don't listen anyways. I swear, you guys are getting to be worse than the urchin. At least he did what he was told!" Labrynth snorted.

"Come along, lest I think of some other menial task!"

Stana looked at the three, "They're Jedi," she said surprising herself, "but I've never seen them before this."

Angel pulled out her twin sabers, her greatsaber, and Neb's saber. " That's all of them. " she said. " You said all of them, so I assume we're supposed to be without them for whatever we're gonna do, right? "

"Very well, then," Mordranna sagely replied. She bid Rekan to follow her. "See that boulder over there?" she asked him, pointing out a large rock on the horizon, that was part of a cliff face, on which a lighthouse rested. "What I'd like you to do is race to that rock there. Then, once you get to the foot of that rock, I would then like you to jump atop that rock."
She then gave him a reassuring smile. "Feel the Force. Picture yourself performing these feats."

(( I'll figure something out in which you can practice feedback and heal, as well. 3nodding ))