The Rebel Faction

It had been so long since LSR (The Grim Reaper) had risen from the surface of the Universe to search for a.... More rewarding soul to feast apon nearly 8 months infact since his last stealing of a soul, it was Darthsith6 a worthy opponent however foolish and very lightly trained in the ways of the force. And then there was Gash Jiren, i never stole his soul, but there was more time to deal with such stupidity as he was, he never understood that i actrally was 'Death'

I stood apon a hill near where Mr.Hexadragon slept in a bunk somewere within the compound of a Jedi establishment; the wind and rain plummeted against my black hood and cloak, the dark cloths shrouding me away from anybody seeing my skin or features.

And with the force and the power of darkness and entered his mind imprinting a picture of my silhouette against a white light background my syth poised to strike.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ' It is time for you death Mr.Hexadragon The Devil requests your soul and your flesh.!'<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> came a low scratching type voice.

And then a loud crash and a flash in the mans head woke the Jedi into is wet, sweat filled bed.