Aragorn stood at the launching pad, looking at his Palanah Gunboat. He just could remember his quaestor, SBM Jared, saying: "Weary well. If you are going on vacation, you can take one Palanah Gunboat from our shipyards. However, be sure to bring it back". Aragorn already has realized how good it is when you are flying in shuttle-like fighter. He was free to go wherever he would like to go. Even in the territories of the New Republic!

However, he didn’t went there. He left the spying thing to INTEL. He went at a secret training ground for Dark Jedis, Temple of Taruun. He completed his training here, and now he was able to turn and kill Jedi Knights. At least, that was a theory. Here, Dark priests of Taruun have learned their students about discipline and meditation. They did not learned their members to handle lightsabers; they have taught them how to relax, gather strength, how to learn and adopt faster, and such. But, Aragorn has completed this training and has became a Church Knight of Taruun. Once he returns to the Dark Hall, he will inform Headmaster about this. If he could only test his new skills...

Aragorn stepped in his shuttle-like fighter and seated in the chair. He closed door hatch, and launched. He set his hyperspace drive to Aurora system. Then, he changed his mind. He set his hyperspace destination to an empty location. He than checked the coordinates and activated hyperspace. This will be a good test of his skills...

Palanah Gunboat hypered out near a small, green planet. It was covered by a lush vegetation. He heard a radio message, saying: "Welcome. Please land on coordinates 1.738, 0.8552. Thank you". Then, Aragorn realized his radio was silent. Telephaty, most probably. He smiled. So, they are a Jedis....

He landed near a large temple on a great mountain. As he exited out of his fighter he was greeted by a man in a strange, red robe "Welcome to the Kaloni tournament stranger. Here Jedis of light and darkness fight for a trophy of Kaloni. Rules are simple: you will fight against random opponent, using all Jedi skills. Most of the matches are until first blood, but there are some that are fighting until death. Would you apply?" He asked. "Yes, I will" said Aragorn "My name is Jedi Hunter Aragorn Unteminar, Church knight of Taruun, unofficial representative of Dark Brotherhood. When does the tournament starts?" "This evening. Follow this man" he showed on a man standing beside him "he will take you to your room. Good Luck!"

Aragorn looked around his room. A small one bed, a wooden table and a few chairs. In one corner there was a work desk. On it was a small book. Aragorn took it out carefully and opened it. It was hand-written. On the first page was written: lightsabers by Gon Kyan. Aragorn readed few pages. The book described lightsabers; it seemed like a entire knowledge about lightsabers was stored there. At the end, there was a text about Imperial lightsaber. Aragorn took a pencil and draw a picture of it, like the one that he saw in Holocorn. Then he smiled. He will transfer this knowledge to other Dark Jedis. Aragorn seated on a bed and began to relax like he learned during his training it the Temple of Taruun, gathering strength at the same time.

He was wakened by a bell. He received a telephatic message that all Jedis proceed to the arena. He jumped out of his room and run down the hall. He entered Arena and seated on a free place in the audience. In the center stood a man in the red robe with a golden belt, holding a trophy of Kaloni. It was made entirely of gold, with built-in diamonds. Inside was a small shiny thing. Aragorn couldn’t see what it is, but he could feel a strong force field. A man exited out of arena carrying trophy . He seated on his throne and placed trophy in front of him. Then he took a piece of paper and read him "this tournament will be opened by a fight of Jedi Hunter Aragorn Unteminar, Church knight of Taruun, unofficial representative of Dark Brotherhood and" he read another small paper "Jedi Knight Ismar. The fight will be until first blood. Fighters, enter the arena."

Aragorn took a look at his opponent. He was more powerful in Force, but, he had no experience in fights. He saw that from his moves, that were slow and did not offer much protection. Well, at least this will be an easy victory. Maybe. It should be careful with those Light Jedis. You newer knew when are they going to hit...or run.

Aragorn stood in the middle of arena. His opponent stood few steps away from him. They bout activated their lightsabers at the same time. Aragorn moved back for a few steps. Jedi Knight moved forward. Then Aragorn headed in the attack. Jedi Knight was unprepared. He managed to parry the first high lightsaber attack. Aragorn moved little to the left, swinging his lightsaber again. His opponent blocked that hit, but Aragorn quickly attacked him again, swinging his lightsaber to the right. Once again Jedi Knight blocked hit, moving back. Aragorn attacked him, pushing him back. Then suddenly, he hit Light Jedi with his knee, and attacked him again. This time Jedi Knight was too slow. Aragorn hitted him with lightsaber. Then, his lightsaber mysteriously stop. "Enough" said the man on the throne "We will not let you to hurt him anymore". Aragorn deactivated his lightsaber and moved back in the audience. "Well, this was an easy victory" said the man "Jedi Hunter Aragorn had more experience in fighting". Aragorn exited arena and headed for the training grounds. This was an easy victory, not a test of his skills. He activated his lightsaber again, practicing some new maneuvers. Some of them were his own; some of them he learned from the opponents he killed. He moved quickly, trying to parry hits from an imaginary opponent. After a few minutes, a man in the red robe entered.

"So, you are Aragorn" he said "I am Yahoon, your guide for this place. Is there anything that you’d like to know?". "Yes, indeed I do, said Aragorn. I want to know do you know some Gon Kyan guy?". Yahoon quickly answered "Of course. He was a hero of this tournament, but better for you to hear entire story." he sit on the floor "This tournament was weary old; It is so old that no one really remembers when was it established. In that beginnings, a champion of the tournament always became a master of the tournament, transferring and doing with him what ever he’d like to do. Tournament had no location. Once a man, criminal, won it. He transferred it to a place on a planet Tantuin, on a place later known as a Jabba’s palace. Tournament became ruled by the criminals. No Jedis fighted in it, and it lost honor. But, than came the man called Gon Kyan. He was a Light Jedi Master first, but then he turned over to Dark Side. Later he became known as a "Jedi Master" only. He was no Dark or Light Jedi. He was Jedi only. He went on Kaloni tournament on the planet Tantuin. He won it, and transferred its location here. He returned honor to it, and Jedis were coming again. Once again this was a tournament for those skilled in Force. Many Jedis fighted in tournament; but none could defeat the Gon Kyan. However, in one fight he died in an awful accident. But, from that day forward, Kaloni tournament is always held here". "And, did he wrote something about the lightsabers?" Aragorn asked. "Of course. He started to write a book, about lightsabers. There he gathered all knowledge about lightsabers. He never finished it. I wonder where it is now..." Yahoon scratched his beard. "I found it. It was in my room" said Aragorn "can I keep it?". "Yes, you can. We don’t need it. We use our skills to heal, not to kill."

A gong was heard from Arena. "First round is completed!" said Yahoon "hurry, next is starting!".

Aragorn run into the Arena. He quickly sit on an empty place. A man on the throne entered arena once again. "The first round of competition has ended. Those who lost, please free seats near the Arena to the winners. Thank you. Jedis, don’t forget what are you fighting for! The battle has just started, and the victory is still far away. Anything can happen- and it does! Who of you will take the title of Kaloni champion?" he quickly returned to the throne "Do not forget the trophy! It can belong to you!"

First few fights were boring; easy victories for one of the competitors. Than Aragorn heard his name; little later he heard a name of his opponent "Sith Battle Master Milock, representative of Society of Shadows. To the death!"

Aragorn entered arena. "So, traitor, are you prepared to dye?" he asked. "Ha! Don’t make me laugh" said his opponent "You pathetic little Jedis from Dark Brotherhood are not match for us" he laughed. Aragorn moved to the center "Then why did we defeated you?" he asked. "Enough! Let’s fight!" said his opponent, leaping forward.

Aragorn jumped aside, blocking a lightsaber of his opponent. Then he swinged his lightsaber, but his opponent blocked it, jumping back. "Is that the style of your Society? Run and Hide?" laughed Aragorn. His opponent attacked him again, but Aragorn blocked his lightsaber easily. Than he headed in the attack.

Aragorn attacked his opponent with his lightsaber, giving him no chance to fight back. With every parried hit he felt that his opponent’s guard is falling, becoming more weaker. He swinged his lightsaber to the right, but his opponent blocked it again. Aragorn quickly hitted him wit his knee, than he lengthen his leg, hitting his opponent with foot; entire move ended with an arm hit in plexus. Aragorn’s opponent moved his left arm quickly and hitted Aragorn’s face. Aragorn felt extreme pain. He moved backward.

His opponent took advantage, aggressively attacking Aragorn and giving him no chance of defending himself. His lightsaber attacks were hard, almost impossible to parry and Aragorn had many problems with them. Suddenly he hit Aragorn in the leg. Aragorn felt that his leg bone cracked and he stumbled because of pain. He could saw a look of triumph in eyes of his opponent. He blocked one lightsaber attack with his left and hitted his opponent in stomach with right hand. From hit his opponent loose it’s breath and Aragorn used it to crawl a little far away from him. He used Force to reduce pain, and he felt that he had success. However, he still felt little pain on the places were his opponent hit him. He raised up, waiting the attack of his opponent.

"Are you ready to die?" said his opponent, still trying to reach his breath. "Only after you" shouted Aragorn. He could felt that his skull was hurted, maybe it was even cracked. He was sure that his leg bone cracked. His opponent leaped forward, but he was too slow. Aragorn moved to the left, hitting him with his leg. His opponent fell to the ground, and Aragorn hited him with his arm, crushing his throat.

"May this death serves as an example to you all; this is the fate of all enemies and traitors of Dark Brotherhood!" shouted Aragorn. Than he fell to the flour, weaken by terrible pain. Two persons in the red robes entered arena and carried him out. They have carried him through several halls, and bridged him in the large medical room. One of them pressed a spot on Aragorn’s neck, and Aragorn fell asleep...

He woke up on a great stone table. Beside him was another man in the red robe. "Your skull was cracked on the place where your opponent hited you" he said "Now, it is all right. You can return to the normal activities right now."

Aragorn hurried down the hall, heading for the arena. He arrived right when the second round ended. He quickly seated on the empty place, beside his guide, Yahoon. "Well, how do you feel?" asked Yahoon. "Good" Aragorn answered "extremely good. I am suprized with your skills". "Thank you. We had much practice" said Yahoon

"The third round is begining, the last for this day. I wish you luck, competitors, you will need it!" said the man on the throne. He smiled "I hope you trained. Practice makes perfection"

The battles fought one-by-one. Some of the fighters had much experience and/or were weary talented. Some of them had much luck. It seemed that many hours have passed until Aragorn finally heard his name.

"Dark Jedi Hunter Aragorn Unteminar versus Light Jedi Master Amis" said man on the throne. "It seems that Aragorn’s luck has turned against him. Until first blood!"

Aragorn entered the arena. Jedi Master stood right before him. "I have studied you, Dark One. You have no hopes of winning. Your road ends up here!" said Jedi Master. "HER! Winds of Success blow as they wish! We will see how good you really are. " shouted Aragorn "you Light Jedis are so weak". "Light Side will prevail. That is our destiny!" said Jedi Master "come, join me! Together we will defeat all Dark Jedis and bring Freedom to the Galaxy". Aragorn laughed "You little Jedis are so pathetic. Do you really think that you can turn someone from the Dark Side? From the Emperor’s Hammer? You will never succeed. Defeat is your destiny". "No i..Aaaaa!" he shouted painfully. Aragorn choked him from the distance, firing force thunders at the same time. Jedi Master, with last atoms of strength throw his lightsaber at Aragorn. Aragorn moved to evade it, and his opponent quickly rose from the ground, catching his lightsaber and pulling it back with the Force. Aragorn quickly activated his lightsaber and attacked his opponent. But, than he stumbled and missed his opponent. Light Jedi Master parried Aragorn weak attack and attacked him. He was too slow. Aragorn quickly rolled out of the range of the dangerous old man. He used the distance to attack his opponent again with Force tunders. But, Jedi Master was ready this time. He raised his Force shield. Aragorn realized he will have to use other skills to defeat him. He quickly looked at the statues that surrounded the arena. He lifted one of them, throwing it at the Jedi Master with the Force. Statue hit the Jedi Master really hard; he stumbled from the hit and Aragorn attacked him right away. However, old man was too fast for him. He blocked his lightsaber and placed his leg before Aragorn. Aragorn stumbled and fell on the ground. He quickly rolled once again from the Jedi Master. Jedi Master rushed toward Aragorn. With the help of the Force, Aragorn jumped high into the air, and jumped over the Jedi Master. Aragorn hitted him with the lightsaber while Jedi Master was turning around to face him.

Aragorn laughed in himself. Today’s day was exilent. He defeated two Light Jedis, and killed one warrior of the Society of Shadows. Now, while he lied on the bed, he was scanning his fights, finding his weakpoints. He found few of them; nothing that a good practice cannot correct. Practice makes things perfect. But, he will do that tomorrow. Right now, it is most important to see and study his own movements. If you do not know yourself, you will never manage to pull out a maximum of your capabilities. That was a first rule of Church Knights of Taruun. It was also a secret of the Grand Masters. How can a person be a Grand Master if he does not know himself?

Aragorn rose from the bed and looked at the mirror. Slightly taller than an average man of his age, thin, but, well built. Someone who does not know his would say that he could never be a good fighter. He would wrong. Aragorn was a fast and enduring fighter. And, thanks to the daily practices, weary skilled. He maybe gave the impression of the fragile man from the outside, but from his eyes anyone who would look at them could see that Aragorn is one of the stronger fighters. Than, he remembered his childhood. He remembered him as a weak young boy on Corsuant. One of the boys "gangs" once beat him up. He run to his grandfather, only person he could complain to. His grandfather took him through the secret passige to the secret training ground. There he realized that his grandfather was a special servant of the Emperor Palpatine. He was a Dark Side Adept and Dark Jedi Master. Than his grandfather begun to train him in the art of the Dark Side.

Aragorn remembered his grandfather weary well. Tall and strong old man was feared by anyone except Aragorn’s family. He became a dearest friend to Aragorn, and later, Aragorn's master. Without him Aragorn would never became what he was now. He would still remain a weak boy. Now, his grandfather was killed by a lightsaber. Sad, but thrue.

Aragorn laid in the bed and soon he fall asleep...

Aragorn Unteminar

(to be continued...)

JH Aragorn (Sith)/Borealis of Aquillas