It was just beginning to get dark; the third and final sun was already mostly below the horizon. Juang Flitz was riding his hungunbung
along the old canyon path, his bright yellow eyes scanning the path ahead for any dangers. Presently he pulled his hungunbung to a halt,
ahead of him on the path no more than ten feet away he could make out some figures. He approached them very slowly, he had never been a
cautious child but now he felt something dark was close to him. He stopped now just three feet away, he could clearly make out the figures of
three people. The figure in the centre was slightly further away at the moment and the two flanking him were standing almost protectively
beside him. Juang started forward, but his hungunbung suddenly reared up and threw him off, he fell sharply onto the path and rolled over in
time to see the dust trail disappear around the corner. He turned back to the figures, the solemn central figure was smiling and Juang could
just make out what looked like a human chin behind the mask.

Juang laughed to himself and began towards them, he had met several humans and although they were widespread in this part of the galaxy
he had never really respected them. As soon as the thought to just do away with the strangers had entered his head he heard another voice
inside.

The two guards that were flanking the solemn figure moved backwards and away from him. Jaung began to hold his head, the voice was
screaming and he could no longer hear his own thoughts. Soon the pain was becoming unbearable and he could take it no longer, he did the
only thing he could do, he lashed out. That was the biggest mistake he ever made, his hand had not even left the cuff of his sleeve when his
throat tightened and his knees gave way. He found himself lying at the feet of the solemn figure pleading for mercy, he could hear the fear and
frailty in his own voice and it disgusted him.

"Good," said the voice inside his head "Now you are learning, fear is for the weak, the unable," He heard himself screaming again and a brief
thought of lashing out came again to him, but this time is was almost prompted, as if the stranger had voiced the thought in the first place.

As the light from the third sun slowly dissipated into the night sky all Juang could hear was the echo of that voice, praising him, and now
he felt the admiration coming from the solemn figure. He opened his bright yellow eyes and sat up, he was on a star ship and it seemed as
though they were already in hyperspace. He turned to face the figure that had been with him since he left him home world.

Two days later after spending many hours listening to the solemn figure speak without words they dropped out of Hyperspace in a system far
from Juang’s home world.

"Who are you," Juang asked forcefully. "Why am I here?"

"I am your new master," the figure replied

"By what right do you proclaim yourself master to me?"

"I found you, I rescued you, I am giving you the chance to fulfil your destiny."

"I was happy where I was."

"Were you?"

"Yes," suddenly Juang didn’t feel so confident, he had a feeling this man would be able to find out those things about him that Juang
could not find out for himself.

"Your thoughts betray you."

"No, your thoughts betray me, they are not mine."

"On the contrary my faithful apprentice, you have much power in you, I can help harness that power."

"What power do you speak of."

"The power of the dark side."

"A Jedi?"

"No, not a Jedi, never a Jedi. A Sith."

"A what, what's a Sith when it's on its home world?"

"The Jedi are weak, they believe in justice, truth, honour. The Sith are powerful we believe in power."

"We?"

"Yes, my faithful apprentice, we are the Sith, you will train to become the most powerful dark lord this galaxy has ever seen."

"And what if I refuse."

"You will not refuse."

"But if I do?"

"Then I cannot help you, I am offering you the power of the dark side, you could rule this feeble galaxy by my side, together we will bring
harmony to this galaxy."

"This power you will give me, is it my own?"

The solemn figure smiled. "Of course my young apprentice, once I bestow you with the knowledge of the dark side you will have the power
within you, no one will be able to take it from you. But be warned the path to becoming a Sith is dangerous and hard, you must train with your
mind firmly on the future."

"Okay, when do we start?"

"We started two days ago."

"Oh, well what's next?"

"You need a name, I can't call you my apprentice forever."

"I have a name, Juang flitz."

The solemn figure burst out into dark laughter. "You fool, you cannot keep your old name, you have left that body and mind behind, from
now on your are a Sith apprentice and all Siths take the name Darth."

"Darth?"

"Yes, I am Darth Sidious, you can be Darth Maul.

"Maul?"

"Yes, and maul is what you shall do, but all in good time."