The Rebel Faction

Silus rolled over, bringing his lightsaber up to deflect the attack on his face. He brought a kick to the Jedi's stomach, causing him to bend over and allow the Sith time to stand up. He brought his lightsaber up in front of him, listening to the humm of the blade. The Sith laughed.

"What's this? The mighty Jedi is angry? Oh no, this will surely lead him to the dark-side!" Silus said, mocking the voice of a Jedi master, "You are weak, Vodo, even for a Jedi. Why not cleanse yourself of your weakness!" Silus tossed his lightsaber aside, spreading his arms.

Strike me down in your anger! Let your hatred flow through you, embrace the power that should be yours! Kill me!

Silus roared with laughter as the lightning struck him, sending him flying. He managed to land on his feet, igniting his second lightsaber in time to block the attack. The Sith's laughter faded to a grin as he gripped the cool handle of his lightsaber.

"Good, very good! Embrace your anger, don't discard it! Use it against me, leave behind your weakness! Embrace the darkside, and kill me!" Silus shouted again, dropping to his knees. He deactivated his sabers and spread his arms. The Sith silently prepared himself for the attack.

The Sith's grin slowly faded, as he rose to his feet. The Jedi was weakened mentally, shaken from the events that had just occurred. He stood on a cliff edge, only needing a push in the right direction.

"Shame you still embrace your Jedi teachings. Don't you see what they do to you?" Silus smiled, "The Jedi are like emotionless drones. You are nothing but a tool, a tool to what you claim as your masters. Is that what you wish to become Jedi? A tool? Forgot your false principles of light and dark. Embrace what is not the Darkside, as your teachings would tell you. Embrace the Force, Vodo. Become what you were meant to be."

"Pitiful. After all our progress, you still believe in those lies," Silus said, "Tell me, why am I evil? Hm? Because I follow what you call the Dark Side? Because I don't hide my feelings like some pitiful slave?"

Silus deactivated his lightsabers and placed his hands behind his back. "The light will always win. Darkness will fail," he said, mocking the Jedi teachings, "Tell me, Jedi, when has the Light triumphed over the Dark? You may have won battles, but you're still losing the war. Your members are few, still trying to hold onto a failed memory, a dream. And you want to know why?"

He took a few steps forward standing a few inches from the Jedi's face. "Because your Light Side of the force will never triumph over the Dark. It can't. Why is that, Jedi?"

Because there is no Light Side, no Dark. You are nothing but a slave to a religion. A mindless, emotionless, tool, used to do your master's bidding.

"What you call the Dark Side, I call the Force. That's all there is. This Light Side of yours is nothing but your inability to grasp the power that has been granted to you. Tell me, in your whole life, how many Sith have you killed, defeated? How many lives have you saved? A few, perhaps." Silus nodded to himself, turning around and moving away from the Jedi, "But imagine this Jedi: Imagine what you could, no, will accomplish, if only you would accept the power that lies before you."

He turned and extended a hand to the Jedi, "No more hiding you emotions, no more pretending to follow something that isn't real."

Silus let his smile fade, looking on Vodo with pity. "As you wish."

Vodo was thrown back by the Force, slamming into a nearby wall. Silus' lightsabers left their places on his belt and flew to his outstretched hands. Their black blades ignited, as the Sith charged to the weakened Jedi.

"I tried Jedi. I see that you shall still remain foolish and blind, just like every Jedi before you," Silus said, thrusting his blades forward at the Jedi's middle.