text: [Themes: fan fiction]
  
  The darkness around the Emperor sends you into a panic. You grab your lightsaber, ignite it, and charge towards the seemingly defenceless old man.
  
  The Emperor raises his free hand, and you feel yourself lifted into the air, completely powerless. He pulls the lightsaber from your hand without any effort, and you see him clench his wrinkled and frail fist. The hilt makes a sickening "crack!" noise, and its mangled remains fall to the ground.
  
  In your rage, you reach out with the force and attempt to choke the Emperor. He merely stands there, unflinchingly.
  
  "You have disappointed me," he says, "Your powers are as worthless as the very Jedi who you betrayed. But if you went on your pitiful quest to find powers of the dark side, then so it shall be."
  
  He raises his hands towards you, and torrents of blue lightning crackle towards you.
  
  The pain is unbearable. You fall to the floor and scream as it courses through your nervous system. You feel as though you are burning from the inside out.
  
  Finally, the pain stops, and you just about crawl to your feet.
  
  "Now, listen to me," hisses the Emperor, "You will go into The Temple, and towards the archway of light. The Sith Temple was built over an ancient Jedi Temple, but the light in that chamber is too powerful to be driven out. You will go into it, find the object in the centre, and you will bring it before me."
  
  You walk towards the Temple, not being able to disobey due to your fear and agony.
  
  The Sith Temple is dark, but with a faint glowing light from the shelves, each with holocrons in them. You look at the holocrons, and you can see faded figures inside of them; one shows what seems to be Anakin Skywalker cutting off Mace Windu's hands. You gasp inwardly; Anakin, the hero of The Clone Wars, turned to the dark side?
  
  You look into the next one, and see what looks like a space station vaporising a planet. This doesn't seem familiar to you...could this be the future?
  
  You see the archway of light the Emperor mentioned. Seeing no choice, you walk into it.
  
  You are in a white room. You see figures sitting down on a table in front of you. As you get closer, you notice they are clones, and you somehow sense the one nearest to you is familiar: the clone you killed all that time ago, during Order 66. He is laughing at a joke one of his friend's made; he looks so happy, and ignorant of the war and death that is to come. Suddenly, you feel something pierce your chest-it feels like the blade of a lightsaber, but there's nothing there.
  
  The scene changes. It is of a child, sitting in a makeshift hut in a desert. You feel a connection to this child...could this be the chief you slaughtered on Korriban?
  
  You see his parents, and see they're wearing disturbing masks. The child looks afraid.
  
  "Mama," he pleads, "I don't want to do this. These masks and the other people who wear them are scary."
  
  "Nonsense," says the boy's mother, "You must continue the ways of The Sith, or you will be considered weak. If you do not wear this mask you will be killed, and I will do it myself if I must."
  
  The boy looks on the verge of tears, then looks resolute, but you're sure that there's a fear and regret inside him that could never quite go away.
  
  Suddenly, you feel your chest constricting. You cannot breathe, and collapse to the floor, gasping. You killed these people with your blade and with the force. And now you are experiencing their feelings firsthand.
  
  You realise now why The Emperor did not go himself: if this is what you, someone new to the dark side, have to suffer through in this place, what would someone as immersed as The Emperor feel? You doubt he would survive even five minutes here.
  
  The room goes white again. You see a golden orb float towards you, and its presence is one you've felt only once before; when you briefly met the Jedi master Qui-Gon Jinn.
  
  "The force is strong with you," the orb says, in the voice of Qui-Gon Jinn. "But I sense you have succumbed to the dark side. This is a path that will surely lead to your destruction, and is a regrettable state of affairs. But no one is truly beyond redemption. So, I offer you a choice."
  
  You can't respond. Communicating with the dead spirit of a Jedi Master leaves you quite speechless.
  
  "In the centre of this nexus," Qui-Gon states, "Is an urn. This urn is quite possibly the most dangerous object in the Galaxy; it contains the ashes of the first Sith Lord, and whomsoever should use it will be able to see any future even they desire. The holocrons outside are mere toys in comparison; imitations. But the spirit of the Sith Lord will corrupt you fully, and will immerse you fully in the dark side. I will offer you a safe passage out of here, but you must destroy the urn so it may never be used again."
  
  > use the power of the urn for yourself
  The pain you caused, the malice, the cruelty and the suffering, these all melt away the moment you think about the power this urn could give you. You could see all of time; the kind of power you could wield with this knowledge alone...you would not just be able to overthrow one puny Emperor...you would become a god.
  
  You reach out and take the urn for yourself. The spirit of Qui-Gonn doesn't seem scared, or angry...he seems disappointed.
  
  "So all the suffering and pain was meaningless to you," he says, bitterly, "Very well. You will get what you deserve." And the spirit of Qui-Gonn fades away.
  
  You look into the urn, and feel the dark spirit of the First Sith inside your mind. And you see everything. You see the Death Star, a station capable of destryoing planets, be destroyed itself. You see the ultimate fate of the Rebels and The Empire...you see Palpatine falling to his death down a shaft, destroyed by his own most trusted ally.
  
  You are giddy with excitement. When Palpatine is out of the picture, you will be the most powerful Dark Lord in existence...you can usurp him, take the Empire from him...and you begin to laugh. A shrill, high pitched cackle that sounds quite unlike any sound you have made or heard in your life. You are so enraptured by this idea you don't realise you have been teleported to the Naboo spaceships. You feel a familiar presence behind you, a fraction of a second too late...the Stranger has a blaster to your head. The last thing you ever feel is the muzzle of the blaster pointed to your head...then a bang, and all goes black.
  
  And so the Jedi who had come to Dantooine expecting to be a farmer changed the course of the Galaxy forever. In their greed and arrogance, they fell utterly to the dark side, but in doing so, denied the Emperor his most desired asset. Paradoxically,the evil of the fallen Jedi lead to the evil of the Emperor weakening, and ultimately fading from the galaxy forever.
  
  The Nightsister, with no one to lead her to the light, only made Dantooine a darker and more dangerous world. The native plants and animals became cruel and hostile to anyone who was not exceptionally powerful in the force. It would be a very, very long time indeed for the darkness she grew there to leave the galaxy.
  
  The Jedi never explored the world of Manaan to its fullest extent. Whatever secrets or beings were hidden there remained lost to time.
  
  The Stranger remains mysterious as always. Perhaps he did retire to that quiet and peaceful world. Or perhaps he left the planet under another name, and continued to go on many other adventures