A Pitiful Fate

[41 BBY]

As I was waiting for the New Apsolon incident to happen on Mykyr. By training in my training room with androids. I was pulled into a dark space.

"Hello again Predator. Been a while...", I hear.

"Will of the Force. I actually have some doubts about that title since the last time we met.". I say.

The Will appears in some random human appearance, "Well, it is to be expected. The Force is non-sentient, yet sentient at the same time. The details can be convoluted and even meaningless."

I state, "You are not the Will of the Force. You used to be somebody. Probably someone powerful, now enslaved to serve. A Dark Sider perhaps?"

He chuckles, "You are one smart alien Bido. You would have never heard of me though."

"Try me...", I say.

He smirks, "I was known as Shinnok. I ended up in this galaxy after an embarrassing defeat. I tried to take the Force for my own. Blinded by overconfidence, I was defeated and enslaved. I was made apart of the Force, a subservient will. That can interact in more direct ways on its behalf when necessary."

I scoff, "To think that this pathetic fate would be after the end of your story. You are pitiful. Unsurprising you lost against the Force though. It encompasses all things. I imagine that you never did."

Shinnok frowns, "Indeed. I did not bring you here to talk about me though. There is another task."

"Tell me...", I say with a lack of energy.

"My amulet has made its way to this universe, and galaxy. You are to find it, and destroy it. It...offends the Force. It will have a guardian as it took refuge in an old temple buried underground on Ryloth.", he explains.

I question, "What sort of temple? What sort of guardian?"

He answers, "A temple from the Infinite Empire, Rakatan. Never discovered and never before disturbed. The guardian is most likely a native that was lured there. The native will have some powers bestowed upon them by the amulet. It should not be a problem for you though."

"What do I get out of this?", I ask coldly.

He narrows his eyes, "You will get...a guarantee that the first three generations of your bloodline will flourish, live, and reproduce gloriously. The safety of any women/men bound to you or your fruits through marriage will have the same protection. At least, as long as they don't encounter things or creatures beyond the influence of the Force. Then, it can only do so much. This serves your goals amazingly, does it not?"

I was surprised. My primary goal has always to establish my species here. It was why I took Arla and Furia as my wives. Why I seek power, and hunt. Everything else was merely for amusement. 

I click my mandibles, "(click click clack) You got yourself a deal."

It was a good deal, as my bloodline will be secure for three generations. More than enough time for me to do what I need to do.

"Very good then Bido. I'll put you back now. The Force awaits your triumph.", he says before walking away.

The dark space is gone and I am back in my training room. It hasn't even been a second. Time must stopped. Or I was pulled out of time then put back in the same place in time. Doesn't matter at the moment though.

What matters, is that I am about to get my family some plot armor.

I go to get my equipment, "I've never hunted an amulet before. This will be a first..."

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