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June KMT: Get In - ACO Blade

The chamber was darkened as per the request of the Sith Warrior. He knew how to bring the young clone along to full strength; he was well trained in those dark arts. Sith Warrior Ric Taldrya, a former Krath in the now extinct House of Ektrosis, was a master cloner, not quite as good as the Kamino Cloners, but not too shabby. He had not had call to use his dark knowledge until recently; he felt that his knowledge needs to be passed on and this was the best way.

          The figure sleeping on the bed in the corner of the room would be that vessel. He was a perfect copy of Ric, grown from his own cells. The only thing missing, besides the scars, was the control that could only come with training.

          Ric left the room and its occupant to get some rest. He needed to go and see a friend that owed him a favor. Ric walked down the corridor towards the Krath Quaestors office and quarters were located. On his way he passed many seeking knowledge. He knew that if he ever shared what he knew, chances are he would have an ‘Accident’.  He knew that he would also kill many who tried.

          Ric entered the outer office and waited until after the secretary announced that Krath Priestess Kerriwden Jorddyn and her Aedile, Krath Priest George had finished their meeting. Ric helped himself to a cup of Caf as George left.

          “I hope that you weren’t waiting too long Ric,” Kerri said with a smile.

          “Actually, I just arrived. Sithspit! Did George make this batch?” Ric asked as he grimaced from the taste. Kerri couldn’t suppress her laugh as she watched him.

          “Serves you right. I am still getting mud out of my combat robes from our duel,” then it was Rics turn to laugh. They had just dueled on the planet Sahere, in a drenching monsoon and had both been covered in mud.

          Hehe, don’t feel bad. I have not yet got it all out of my ears either,” Kerri led the way back into her office and they both took seats.

          “So, what’s on your mind?” Kerri asked, sensing he had come to ask something.

          “I need a favor. I have a project that I need help with. I need to have as little contact as I can with him. Would you mind taking him and training him?” Ric asked. He felt that he knew what she would say and wasn’t surprised when she did.

          “With as many favors as I owe you, this will be a pleasure. When should he come in?” Kerri asked.

          “Give him a few more days, at least. He needs to get used to the light and also to sound. His eyes and ears are very sensitive. Give him another two days,” Ric then rose from his seat and headed for the door. He turned just before he departed and looked back, “Take care of him for me. I am leaving in the morning with Prae. I have no idea where I am going or what were doing. Well, you know how ID works I guess. I’ll be back when I am back. By the way, his name is Blade.”

          With a swirl of his cloak, he was gone.

 

Three Days Later…

 

          Blade got out of bed and walked to the window. He peered outside and for the first time felt no pain from the light. His ears didn’t ring from sound and he felt normal, an odd sensation for him to feel. He had never known any other life yet had memories and emotional attachments that were not his.

          He went to the closet and pulled out his loose fitting robes. For a second, he wondered why they were not the robes a Sith Warrior and those of an Apprentice. Then he remembered what his “Father” had told him. In the beginning, he would have thoughts and emotions that were not his. It would pass; until it did he would feel slight confusion.

          Blade went towards the dining facility to get some food. He was famished and felt that he could eat a gundark, even though he had no idea what a ‘gundark’ was. Blade passed others, some in pilot’s uniforms and others in robes much like his. One, wearing the robes of a Jedi Hunter stopped him and bowed.

          “Master, I apologize for disturbing you, but why are you wearing Apprentice robes?” he asked.

          “I am not a master. Who are you?” Blade asked.

          The Jedi Hunter bowed with a confused look on his face and asked to be excused. Blade motioned him on and continued on his own path. He entered the dining facility and was shocked as all the members seemed shocked at his appearance.

          Kerri, having spotted Blade enter, made her way to him. She knew people would react to him in a weird way. She led him to the corner booth reserved for the house summit and sat down.

          “Your ‘father’ said I was to help you get accustomed to your surroundings. He will be gone for sometime and wished to have a friendly face for you to turn to,” Kerri smiled at him.

          “Thank you. I think I have a lot to learn,” Blade said with a forlorn taint to his voice, knowing the hard task that lay ahead.

          “The only way to do it is to “get in” and do it,” Kerri said with a grin.

 

The Next day the training began….

 

To Be Continued….


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