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'''INFURNUS THE BETRAYER''' is a 17 year old Zabrak Male whose parents were killed by a bounty hunter, I accept the dark side when I kill the hunter.
'''INFURNUS THE BETRAYER''' is a 17 year old Zabrak Male whose parents were killed by a bounty hunter, I accept the dark side when I kill the hunter. MY IRL NAME IS Sam Mazur


== Character Story ==
== Character Story ==

Revision as of 12:53, 10 June 2016

Infurnus the betrayer, dossier 14642

Exodus era.New Order era.
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Xereen Mythrin
Biographical Information
Homeworld:

Iridonia

Date of Birth:

2643 ABY and 17 years old

Date of Death:

(alive)

Physical Description
Species:

Zabrak

Gender:

Male

Height:

5,8

Weight:

126

Hair:

None, head horns

Eyes:

Yellow/red

Cybernetics:

commlink built into left wrist

Personal Information
Mother:

deceased, died 2655 ABY

Father:

deceased, died 2655 ABY

Known Children:

None

Spouse(s):

None

Allies:

Sith

Enemies:

Jedi, Rebels

Lightsaber Color(s):

Curved hilt, single bladed, sith synthetic crystal

Lightsaber Form(s):

Makashi

Weapon(s):

Lightsaber, vibroblade

Fighting Style(s):

Echani

Chronology & Political Information
Profession:

killing, building

Position:

Sith accolyte

Era(s):

Empire

Affiliation:

Sith

Personal Ship:

Sith interceptor

Known masters:

Darth Belum

Known apprentices:

none

Dossier:

14642

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INFURNUS THE BETRAYER is a 17 year old Zabrak Male whose parents were killed by a bounty hunter, I accept the dark side when I kill the hunter. MY IRL NAME IS Sam Mazur

Character Story

=== (Born or Iridonia, Infurnus's parents were killed when he was 12 years old.) (5 years ago)Iridonia. This one word described my entire life until now. My name is Xereen, I'm an 12 year old Zabrak that lives in a warrior colony on Iridonia, the birth-planet of the zabrak race. Both of my parents were slain by a bounty hunter a few days ago, and I wanted revenge. I had obtained the information that it was the New Empire's hand behind this. My parents were very wealthy senators, that held the Zabrak race from falling into a civil-war; We were a warrior race after all. The Empire took control of the planet a few years ago in their never-ending thirst for galactic domination. The Empire had done horrible things to us, and we could not fight back their power. Once they hired the bounty hunters to kill my parents I slowly began my decent into madness...

I ran through the dusty village I had grown up in, in search of the one who killed my parents. I didn't know why or how, but something told me to look in the imperial- weapons facility that was just built. I grabbed a scythe and ran up to the back entrance of the facility. "Halt, this door is restricted." A armed, silver-clad trooper told me. "Don't tell me what to do, bucket head!" I yelled as I completely decapitated the trooper with a sickening "shlock!". I ran into the building and quickly hid behind some duristeel containers. "Fill these boxes up!" a red armored trooper commander said, pointing to the boxes I was hiding behind. "Shit" I murmured as I quickly changed spots to behind a staircase. "I did as I was told, now wheres my payment?!" someone said from an office above me. Somehow I immediately was able to tell that he was the bounty hunter who killed my parents. "Vengeance" I told myself. I quickly climbed the stairs to the office to confront the bounty hunter. "Who are you?!" the hunter asked, chuckling. "I'm surprised a boy at your age could even get in here." "And i'm surprised you didn't leave this planet as soon as you killed my parents bastard!" I shouted back. "Oh, so the senators had a child, did they? ... Doesn't matter, you will be dead soon anyways!" He replied, taking out two customized blasters from his holsters. "Let's finish this." He said as he started to blast at me. Every Zabrak was trained in combat at a young age with vibro-blades, scythes, spears, and small blasters. I whipped my scythe around deflecting the bolts to scatter across the room. The bounty hunter scowled and activated his flame thrower. I rolled under the flame and threw my scythe at the hunter. The hunter's eyes went wide, he collapsed to his knees and fell over, a scythe lodged between his eyes. I felt strange, not a bad strange but rather an evil strange. I looked at my reflection in the reflection of a nearby mirror; I nearly gave myself a heart attack. "Wh-what happened to my eyes?! they aren't red, they're yellow!" I screamed. "You two, check out that noise!" the imperial commander barked as two soldiers ran up the stairs.

  • MEANWHILE* Darth Belum sat silently meditating in his personal chambers on Naboo. "I sense something, it's faint, but I do sense it," he said to himself. *FIRST PERSON POV*I focused on this faint disturbance, attempting to locate the "distress call." I cleared my mind and images of Iridonia and a young Zabrak appeared. I then whisper through the Force, "Activate your homing beacon." I then entered my personal shuttle, and plugged in the coordinates j-7 into the navicomputer. I left for Iridonia. Two hours later I left hyperspace and checked my shuttle's navicomputer. " Now entering Iridonia System- Mid Rim." it said. "I have been here before." I responded as i came up to the sith blockade surrounding the planet. I passed through easily (being sith and all) and the shuttle came to a stop as we landed on the dry- acidic wasteland. I walked out. Multiple Zabrak warriors greeted me in their "Friendly" way; spears and scythes in hand they ran up to me and asked me what my business here was. " I glared at them. I stared into their eyes and I stood there. Without moving I lifted them high into the air using the Force. I continue my way into the warn down city. I enter a small house that hasn't been occupied for quite some time. I find who I'm looking for. I find this Zabrak brawling with another of his kind in the middle of this very small room. I look at the other Zabrak and gesture to the right, he goes crashing into the wall and died on impact. The Zabrak child backed up against the wall as darkness filled the room.

"Where is the bounty hunter?"

"I killed him for revenge against my parents, simple."

"Child's play compared to the true nature of the Sith."

"Wh-Who are you?" the boy asked.

"I am Darth Bellum."

"D-Darth? as in a sith? ... Why are you here?" The child asked.

"Your rage and hatred rippled through the Force. I was able to sense that disturbance all the way from Naboo," I explained.

"How can you sense my presence from across the galaxy?"

"The Force is a powerful asset to both Jedi and Sith. It allowed me to sense your rage from across the galaxy."

"so... what do you want from me?"

"I don't want anything from you. But I do see potential in you."

"so what do you want me to do?"

"Train with me. Let me sharpen your skills." "It's not like I have much a choice anyways... alright I will go with you."

  • 2 hours later on a secret training facility on Iridonia*

"From this point forward you shall be known as Darth Infurnus. Now rise my new apprentice." "As you wish master."

"I will teach you what I know of the dark side, now tell me, what do you think of the sith?" "Strong, independent warriors," Infurnus responded. "Well my friend, the Sith are far more than just 'independent warriors', remember this apprentice. The dark side is our freedom. Sith are expected to revel in their emotions. Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through passion you gain strength, through strength you gain power. Through power you gain victory. Through victory your chains are broken. The force shall set you free. This is the code of the sith. Memorize it, embody it, and live by this code."

"Um so, Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through passion I gain strength, through strength I gain power. Through power I gain victory. Through victory my chains are broken."

"Close enough." Infurnus's emotions peaked as he went into a sudden rage

"DIE, YOU MUST DIE!" he cried out in anger. Infurnus grabbed his scythe and lunged at me. I ignited my lightsaber, producing a vibrant deep blue blade. With one fluid motion I disarmed Infurnus. He stood there in shock and amazement in the level of skill that he just witnessed.

"Anger will serve you well. But, you must learn to control that anger and channel it into your combat as strength and power," I explained.

"Train me Master." Infurnus said bowing.

"Very well then. Now stop bowing, this level of politeness is disgusting." Infurnus sprang upward.

"I'm sorry master if I have offended you."

"Infurnus, I am your superior yes, however, I've always hated this type of formality. That is unimportant now. As of now, it is paramount that you become familiar with a more civilized weapon," I explained.

"A lightsaber?" Infurnus asked

"Precisely."

"Alright then, how do I begin?"

"Simple, take me in a duel." I took out my saberstaff and ignited the first blade and then the second. The blades produced a low and menacing hum.

"Oh, that's right, you don't have a weapon now do you? What do you do in this sort of situation Infurnus?"

"I guess hand to hand combat, I was trained how to use it on Iridonia."

"Against a lightsaber?"

"I don't know much else to do master."

"That's where the Force comes into play. Use the Force to take my weapon from me." Infurnus struggles to pull the weapon from his master's hand.

"Clear your mind Infurnus, that is the key. Once you manage to do that, you'll be able to wield the Force with greater control," I explain. Suddenly the lightsaber jumps into Infurnus's right palm.

"Good. Very good. You learn quickly."

"Thank you master, however, this is your weapon, I will need to get one myself."

"True, for now use that or my personal lightsaber from when I was once a Jedi. After your basic training is complete, I will then teach you how to construct your own."

"Okay, I will use the Jedi blade then." I walk over to a small cabinet where I kept my old lightsaber after I took my old master's. I then threw it to Infurnus. He caught the weapon using the force and activated it.

"Thank you master, now shall we begin dueling?"

"Yes," I said. I held out my palm and my saberstaff violently ripped out of Infurnus's right hand. I caught it and assumed a fighting stance.

Infurnus started to wildly strike.

"Messy, you immediately leave yourself open to attack."

In a split second a red blade was centimeters away from Infurnus's neck.

"You use brute strength to fuel your attacks, I understand you are a zabrak, so that is normal. HOWEVER, do not use pure anger. While we sith approve of using anger when fighting, you must use the force to guide your movements." (This is part of one of my Fan-fics, this is not the complete version all characters are copyright.) ===

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