Private Unwanted Lessons

[Zachariah Conway]

A week.

The longest week of his life.

Never ending questions.

He swore into the blackness. He couldn’t sleep, he hadn’t been able to sleep for the entire week, every single time he tried, the nightmares attacked him. Every single time he closed his eyes, he watched both of his parents be killed in front of his eyes.

Every single day for the last week, the woman had come to him. At first it was telling him things, trying to teach him things. Slowly it had progressed to asking him questions, trying to check his understanding and his how well he was learning.

Opting for silence, he had said nothing for the entire week.

There was another he’d seen lurking around on the ship, not just the woman who slaughtered and butchered his family. He hadn’t even looked at that woman, never mind spoken to her.

Zachariah swore into the darkness again.

He hated to admit it, but he had actually been learning from the woman, even if he wasn’t answering to her. He was learning about the thing that she was calling the force. As much as he didn’t want to, he was.

He wanted more. He’d learnt from her, been learning about the mystical “force” that she had been talking about. He didn’t realise how much he’d been learning and how he wanted more from her.

The young boy looked at the woman’s bedroom door. He didn’t want to talk to her, he hated the thought of talking to her, but he wanted to know more.

And he knocked.

Lord Revna

 

[Lord Revna]

Descent into Darkness​

Location: Unknown Regions - Personal Ship
Time: -
Tag: Zachariah Conway

Revna had grown frustrated these past few days as she did her best to teach her new student as much as she could, despite his clear unwillingness. She was no stranger to the resistance once faced when staring across at the person who ripped his family apart and slaughtered them before his very eyes, no she had also faced similar treatment. He was weak, perhaps she had made the wrong choice in taking him on.

They had been travelling through space, towards the unknown regions for some time now, heading back home. To her own Master. She was deep in meditation, channelling her rage and frustration as she often did, the room taking on a thick and almost suffocating aura. Her concentration lapsed as the sound of a knock was at her door. With a waft of her hand the door flung open as she remained seated, the figure of her young apprentice standing there was no real shock, after all with the temptation of power who could resist.

Her room was not a modest one, containing various trinkets from lands far off. Within the far side, where she sat, was a meditation mat. made out of the finest quality materials weaved carefully. Tapestry on the wall depicted the slaughter of jedi, while ancient tombs on several bookshelves contained vast unknown secrets and sith magick.

"So, finally you have come round I take it?" she gave him a knowing smirk as she wafted her hand to signal him to enter into the room. Her icy and frightening exterior had not melted over the past week, she was ever so still intimidating, but alas for once she seemed to be in a better mood by her student's initiative.

 

[Zachariah Conway]

He knelt.

He never knelt, he’d never knelt in his life. He’d always dreamed of being the one people knelt to. He hated kneeling, but it wasn’t worth upsetting the woman anymore. He didn’t want to become a victim of the same lightning that had caused so much trauma.

The room was not even close to what he expected. He was expecting something boring, plain and modest. What he found was something that reminded him of the art galleries he used to visit with his mother when he was younger.

Zachariah closed his eyes.

He heard a glass shatter in the corner of the room. It was proof that he had been listening to her, listening to her explain what the force was and what he could do with it. While he still didn’t have any idea what exactly the force was, he’d learnt from the woman that it existed everywhere and could be manipulated.

The young boy had been practicing what she’d been telling him. He’d been practicing in his room. He imagined the force as a bubble around him, pushing it out from him. He’d used that bubble to feel the glass and he willed the glass to shatter.

“I don’t believe I have a choice. Especially since I’ve tasted this”

Lord Revna

 

[Lord Revna]

Descent into Darkness​

Location: Unknown Regions - Personal Ship
Time: -
Tag: Zachariah Conway

"It seemed that you are catching on rather quickly," Revna remarked as the child knelt, she could see the pain that it caused him to bow to someone superior. Might was the law in their world, and the weak would be left below them. She rose to her feet as she drifted elegantly down the steps and towards the child. "I can see the pain bowing has caused you... after all your kind.. our kind do not belong at the feet of others. But I shall remind you one thing..."

Revna droned on, like a whisper in his ear as her fingers caressed around his cheek. "Power. With power, the world is yours to command. With power, people will fall to their knees just at the sight of you. With power, you won't have to bow to any other. Those with power are the law, and those with power are unstoppable if there are none to oppose them."

She raised a brow as she watched the glass explode in the corner of the room, to say impressed would be to oversell her reaction, but none the less she noted his improvement. It appeared that finally, she was getting through to the child, after all, he had little hope to resist a fully-fledged sith. Her words had no doubt summoned some emotion out of him, and it was clear that he was heading down the right path finally.

She continued to make her way around him as her hand rested on his shoulder, soon they would finally be making their arrival, and preparation still needed to be made. "Once we arrive, I have a task for you. You best continue your training, else you won't survive it." she smirked somewhat as her hand extended out towards one of the ancient scrolls on the wall. With great speed it made its way into her hand, as she willed the force to bring it to her, using it as a mere tool. She handed it towards the child as she made her way back to her meditation mat. "Study it, learn it and I shall answer three questions that you have on the contents."


As she found herself sitting once more, she looked towards the kneeling child. "Now tell me, what did you disturb me for?"

 

[Zachariah Conway]

“Answers”

He didn’t even think about his answer, it just came out. He had disturbed her because he wanted answers, he wanted to know more about what she could teach him, about what powers she could grant him if he stuck with her.

“Teach me to control it. The force”

Zachariah didn’t even realise how exhausted he sounded, how defeated he sounded. He had given in to her, something he had promised himself at the start he would never do. She had granted him a taste of power, teased him with it, and he wanted more. He craved more.

He took the scrolls and got to his feet.

She had set him homework, studying. She had given three questions, and he had to make sure they were good. He knew he couldn’t misuse his questions, he had to ask things he truly wanted to know the answer to.

He looked at her, and took his leave quickly.

Lord Revna