Phantomelda
Your friendly neighborhood ghost
Luminara Asty
sith acolyte
Luminara Asty was just one of many acolytes at the Korriban Academy. The one and only Sith Academy tucked away on the planet of Korriban. Now sixteen, she had been training ruthlessly for three years, and still had a long way to go. The other mentors and her peers were adjusted to train hard and to the brink of mental and physical fatigue and exhaustion. The days had blurred together into years already. Today had just been another one of many. Her own mentor, Darth Hellex, had been a man making a name for himself across the galaxy in recent years. Brutal and adept at taking lives and power as needed. He had quickly rose in ranks, and had been near the top for at least a decade by now. He had been hesitant on taking on an acolyte such as herself. As their society had demanded it, he reluctantly did and chose a more hands off approach as needed.
She had been proving herself worthy under his legacy ever since. On the rare occasion, even getting praise from such a proud man that Darth Hellex was. He had become a sort of odd father figure in her life, despite how little they actually saw of each other. He chose missions for greater glory to the Sith Empire over one on one training with her. Not that she could blame him. She didn't think he knew what to do with a teenage girl all that much, however much of a fearsome leader and warrior he was. Rolling her shoulders and flexing her arms to work out the stiffness from the day before, Luminara focused on her task at hand. The morning time was typically focused on physical training. They would randomly match two acolytes in a ring and let the force guide their movements to know when to block or know when to dodge. Their hand-to-hand capabilities were focused on more intently at their age, so later when they would swap their fists with their lightsabers, they could more precisely hone in on their bloodthirsty skills over time. At sixteen, this already made most acolytes deadly opponents if provoked.
The acolyte she currently faced was a boy. A much, much taller boy than her. All of the acolytes knew of each other but not necessarily knew each other. She was pretty sure his name was Tavrix, with his tall and lanky build, and a mop of soft brown curls that always hung in his eyes. She knew he was weak and soft in comparison to most other acolytes. But especially her. She heard a sound that indicated their match may start, so Luminara squared up her arms with fists loosely blocking her face as they began to slowly circle each other. It didn't take long before he swung, and Luminara gracefully ducked. Only to be met with a surprisingly swift uppercut from Tavrix's other hand. Careening sideways, the white-haired girl whipped her head towards the boy. Pure rage glittered in her pale blue eyes before she spit on the ground next to her. A little bit of blood was swirled in, and she knew that her cheek would bruise later. She had underestimated him, fine. She would show him what she was truly made of. Letting the boy slacken his stance with a gleeful smirk on his face from his momentary triumph, she chose to charge him straight on. Just as she always did with everything.
Not hesitating a moment, she sprinted. Right before reaching him and seeing a surprised spark in the boys eyes, she very gracefully jumped and front flipped right over him. She could feel the force pull her along in agreement as she landed just behind him, and in a swift series of movements, pulled his arms tightly behind his back enough it would hurt and kicked his legs out so he knelt over himself crying out in pain. Holding him in place, Luminara breathed a bit heavy from her quick movements but didn't hesitate to look up for the call. One of the nearby mentors nodded their head in approval before already chastising the boy at her feet. Letting go, Luminara wiped a bead of sweat from her brow before stepping down from the ring to let the next pair go. She didn't make it far before she stopped in her tracks on the outskirts of the training room. There stood her mentor, dressed head to toe in black and always arriving on a phantom wind.
Dark Hellex stood there, and it was like the room quietened enough you could hear a pin drop. Luminara stood perfectly still in his presence as he loomed over assessingly. Being one of the most feared Sith Warriors alive, a walking legend always earned their titles and names. He was a man in maybe his early forties. He had cleanly cropped black hair that was graying on the sides, and stark green eyes in comparison. They currently bore into her as he motioned for Luminara to walk with him. He was a handsome man, especially at his age. She had never dared ask about his past or what planet though. However, she obliged on following, taking care not to step on his robes as they drifted behind him ominously. It had been some time but was always a welcome sound to hear his gravelly voice as he spoke, "You did quite well in there, Luna." Ducking her head down slightly, she nodded her thanks. "Thank you, master," was all that she dared to say. Understanding her quiet as a silent urge to say what he had come for, since that is all that he ever did, Hellex led them around a corner and paused in a quiet hallway. Not a single bootstep stirred within range.
"Luna, you are being sent to the famous academy that will house both jedi padawans and sith acolytes for intensive training for a few months. There, they will also teach you about the history of the universes as we know it. I need you to be my spy. The academy also is home to relics, and ancient artifacts sacred to many peoples. You are directly being ordered to go and steal one of those artifacts. A Sith Holocron. It is very important and could mean all the world to you being promoted very easily. Should you fail, if you don't already die trying, I will personally execute you if caught or if you were to return empty-handed." He rushed out. His eyes became a rich green as he spoke, smoldering into something dark and intense as he relayed all of this information very quietly, but intently. Luminara's first and only real response was to blink. A rush of emotions flooded her and threatened to consume her, but she managed to softly squeak out, "Why me and not any of the other acolytes?" Pinching the bridge of his nose with a sigh, Darth Hellex gave a brief reply as if she were stupid to even ask. "Because, child, you are my apprentice and therefore the most valued and trusted amongst others. There will be other acolytes attending with you, but you will have this important task. The others will aid you if need be. You need only ask. After all, you are still children. But you have proved yourself the most worthy and most capable and it could only mean glory for your future. I am surprisingly proud that you ended up as my acolyte. Had it been someone incompetent, I would've thrown them out long ago." He said before the smallest hint of a smile twitched at his weathered face.
Years of war and brutality very quietly smiled at her. So Luminara tucked that away into her heart, one that was supposed to be cold and ruthless and bloodthirsty. Just as he was supposed to be. Reeling herself back in, she took a very deep breath before she squared her shoulders and fully looked up into her mentor's eyes. "I won't let you down. When do I leave?"
She had been proving herself worthy under his legacy ever since. On the rare occasion, even getting praise from such a proud man that Darth Hellex was. He had become a sort of odd father figure in her life, despite how little they actually saw of each other. He chose missions for greater glory to the Sith Empire over one on one training with her. Not that she could blame him. She didn't think he knew what to do with a teenage girl all that much, however much of a fearsome leader and warrior he was. Rolling her shoulders and flexing her arms to work out the stiffness from the day before, Luminara focused on her task at hand. The morning time was typically focused on physical training. They would randomly match two acolytes in a ring and let the force guide their movements to know when to block or know when to dodge. Their hand-to-hand capabilities were focused on more intently at their age, so later when they would swap their fists with their lightsabers, they could more precisely hone in on their bloodthirsty skills over time. At sixteen, this already made most acolytes deadly opponents if provoked.
The acolyte she currently faced was a boy. A much, much taller boy than her. All of the acolytes knew of each other but not necessarily knew each other. She was pretty sure his name was Tavrix, with his tall and lanky build, and a mop of soft brown curls that always hung in his eyes. She knew he was weak and soft in comparison to most other acolytes. But especially her. She heard a sound that indicated their match may start, so Luminara squared up her arms with fists loosely blocking her face as they began to slowly circle each other. It didn't take long before he swung, and Luminara gracefully ducked. Only to be met with a surprisingly swift uppercut from Tavrix's other hand. Careening sideways, the white-haired girl whipped her head towards the boy. Pure rage glittered in her pale blue eyes before she spit on the ground next to her. A little bit of blood was swirled in, and she knew that her cheek would bruise later. She had underestimated him, fine. She would show him what she was truly made of. Letting the boy slacken his stance with a gleeful smirk on his face from his momentary triumph, she chose to charge him straight on. Just as she always did with everything.
Not hesitating a moment, she sprinted. Right before reaching him and seeing a surprised spark in the boys eyes, she very gracefully jumped and front flipped right over him. She could feel the force pull her along in agreement as she landed just behind him, and in a swift series of movements, pulled his arms tightly behind his back enough it would hurt and kicked his legs out so he knelt over himself crying out in pain. Holding him in place, Luminara breathed a bit heavy from her quick movements but didn't hesitate to look up for the call. One of the nearby mentors nodded their head in approval before already chastising the boy at her feet. Letting go, Luminara wiped a bead of sweat from her brow before stepping down from the ring to let the next pair go. She didn't make it far before she stopped in her tracks on the outskirts of the training room. There stood her mentor, dressed head to toe in black and always arriving on a phantom wind.
Dark Hellex stood there, and it was like the room quietened enough you could hear a pin drop. Luminara stood perfectly still in his presence as he loomed over assessingly. Being one of the most feared Sith Warriors alive, a walking legend always earned their titles and names. He was a man in maybe his early forties. He had cleanly cropped black hair that was graying on the sides, and stark green eyes in comparison. They currently bore into her as he motioned for Luminara to walk with him. He was a handsome man, especially at his age. She had never dared ask about his past or what planet though. However, she obliged on following, taking care not to step on his robes as they drifted behind him ominously. It had been some time but was always a welcome sound to hear his gravelly voice as he spoke, "You did quite well in there, Luna." Ducking her head down slightly, she nodded her thanks. "Thank you, master," was all that she dared to say. Understanding her quiet as a silent urge to say what he had come for, since that is all that he ever did, Hellex led them around a corner and paused in a quiet hallway. Not a single bootstep stirred within range.
"Luna, you are being sent to the famous academy that will house both jedi padawans and sith acolytes for intensive training for a few months. There, they will also teach you about the history of the universes as we know it. I need you to be my spy. The academy also is home to relics, and ancient artifacts sacred to many peoples. You are directly being ordered to go and steal one of those artifacts. A Sith Holocron. It is very important and could mean all the world to you being promoted very easily. Should you fail, if you don't already die trying, I will personally execute you if caught or if you were to return empty-handed." He rushed out. His eyes became a rich green as he spoke, smoldering into something dark and intense as he relayed all of this information very quietly, but intently. Luminara's first and only real response was to blink. A rush of emotions flooded her and threatened to consume her, but she managed to softly squeak out, "Why me and not any of the other acolytes?" Pinching the bridge of his nose with a sigh, Darth Hellex gave a brief reply as if she were stupid to even ask. "Because, child, you are my apprentice and therefore the most valued and trusted amongst others. There will be other acolytes attending with you, but you will have this important task. The others will aid you if need be. You need only ask. After all, you are still children. But you have proved yourself the most worthy and most capable and it could only mean glory for your future. I am surprisingly proud that you ended up as my acolyte. Had it been someone incompetent, I would've thrown them out long ago." He said before the smallest hint of a smile twitched at his weathered face.
Years of war and brutality very quietly smiled at her. So Luminara tucked that away into her heart, one that was supposed to be cold and ruthless and bloodthirsty. Just as he was supposed to be. Reeling herself back in, she took a very deep breath before she squared her shoulders and fully looked up into her mentor's eyes. "I won't let you down. When do I leave?"
coded by natasha.
