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| - When the silver-plated warrior arose, he felt like a new man. Like a newborn child, but without the feeling of unawareness, like a new spacecraft, but already broken in. Simply put, he felt very well rested. "I see you have awoken, my apprentice." Hearing the voice behind him, he turned around, still sitting in the chair to find the Emperor behind him, although Starkiller did not remember him. "Me?" Starkiller responded back. "Yes, you have been blessed with great power, although the people who took you wanted to misuse it." With a confused look on his face, Starkiller asked,
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| - When the silver-plated warrior arose, he felt like a new man. Like a newborn child, but without the feeling of unawareness, like a new spacecraft, but already broken in. Simply put, he felt very well rested. He awoke to a different room very much unlike the one he passed out in, whereas that one was deathly cold, this one was comfortably warm. While the first one was red, refined minerals, this one was black and appeared to be made from durasteel. The room was mostly empty, execpt from a small table and chair with a small tray on it, and a toilet. But the most notible difference was that he was completly unguarded and the door was left wide open. Obviously they were not expecting an escape attempt. Actually, he couldn't remember why he was exactly why he was here. He remembered small snippits of things, this beautiful woman, a dark caped figure, several quick flashes of images he couldn't make sense of, and a few other things he couldn't place. He thought about simply walking through the open door and leaving but decided against it. I don't even know why I'm here, he thought to himself, there is no real reason to leave, because if I did, where would I go? And with that, he decided to inspect the tray on the table on the other side of the room. Upon opening it, he found that it was filled with what he decided was his lunch. It contained two protein cakes, a glass of water and a fork. Detecting no harm, he attempted to remove the helmet that he had been wearing since he awoke, but it wouldn't come off. While looking for a possible strap or hook keeping the helmet on, he found a flap that opened a small hatch in his helmet, just large enough to put food in. With that he ate the small meal, although took little pleasure in it. For some reason, he just wouldn't let any pleasure come to him, despite being very hungry. "I see you have awoken, my apprentice." Hearing the voice behind him, he turned around, still sitting in the chair to find the Emperor behind him, although Starkiller did not remember him. "Me?" Starkiller responded back. "Yes, you have been blessed with great power, although the people who took you wanted to misuse it." With a confused look on his face, Starkiller asked, "What are you talking about?" "Oh, it's a ugly story, you were born into a family of Jedi and were captured by a faction known as the 'Galactic Alliance' to be used as a weapon of mass destruction." Jedi the apprentice thought, Why does that word disturb me? "But," the hooded figure continued, "you grew too powerful for their control. So they killed you in your sleep, and dumped the body where they thought no one would ever find it." A very dumbfounded Starkiller then asked, "Is that why I can't remember anything?" "Exactly." "They also forced you to wear the armor you have on." A little scared, Starkiller asked, "You mean.... I can't take it off?" In a cold voice, the hooded figure replied, "Yes." "But, I offer you a deal, you can become my apprentice, and in turn, I can give you revenge on the people who did this do you." Weighing up the offer, the apprentice bowed before his new Master.
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