The Dark Souled Veteran (rated R)

[Darth Angelus™]

This will contain the following;
High level Violence
Strong course Language
Military Themes (yes they have this now!)


Here are some of the characters;
Wrathis aka. Darth Wraith

Jedi turned Sith Lord, Darth Wraith has caused havoc for the Jedi and leaves a trail of death wherever he goes. He has extraordinary skills with his lightsaber, and has learned how to use the legendary Lightwhip. After killing the Dark Lord he took up the Mantle but with a great cost, his lower jaw was cut off in the duel with him, now he speaks similar to Darth Malak did.

Major Hath

A soldier who served under Darth wraith when he was still a Jedi, this particular soldier now has revenge painted across his forehead and won't sleep until Wraith is killed. He is a well-built soldier who is in charge of the New Republic Fleet. He only takes orders from the Jedi Grandmaster.

Grandmaster Gantos

Possibly the only Mandalorian to become a Jedi in history has reached the rank of Grandmaster. Looking after the Temple and teaching the Younglings and padawans. His studnet was Wrathis, until he turned into Darth Wrath. In the duel with his padawan he lost his left and right arm and his sight. Now relying on eye implants and bionic arms to do hsi work he still carries on to find his lost student and hopefully redeem him...


If anyone has any characters that they would like to see in please post it in here or PM me either way I don't mind. I shall put up chapter one ASAP. at the end of my chapters a Epilogue shall be released, I am writing this as an actual book, so if the chapters seem shaort and breif its because im squishing twelve pages into one post LOL ;D. Will hopefully put one chapter up a day as the book is practically writting itself! WOOT

[Darth Angelus™]

-Chapter One- Hounds of the plains


he had been following fresh tracks for the past few weeks now, hunting down a man, a traitor to the Jedi. His old friend, now a Sith Lord named Darth Wraith. Major Hath, a well-built soldier, in charge of the New Republic Army, armed to the teeth with weapons capable of putting a Drexl down.

Hath had been trained by the Grandmaster in Mandalorian hand to hand fighting techniques since he arrived at the jedi Temple as a soldier in training. By now he should be a Colonel, but he declined the offer as the frontlines called to him. Picking up his blaster rifle he continued to follow the tracks left by a tall man walking heavily on both feet. But...

"What's this?"

After close inspection the new tracks were identified as Kath Hound. This could be a problem, in the last twenty years Kath Hound have been very aggressive, attacking people in large groups, killing in open plains. But it is one group in particular that worries the Major. One group led by a legendary black Horned Kath Hound, its pack given a name that describes them quite well; Hounds of the Plains. The leader is a brute, big enough to flip a speeder, fast enough to catch a man sprinting.

"This can't be good, these tracks are bigger than any Kath Hound I have ever seen bu-"

Caught off from finishing his sentence a big black mass was heading for him! It had picked up his scent, now he was the prey, stories had been told that its eyes are red as blood itself. Hath lunged at the Kath hound slamming his weight into it and grabbing its horns swinging on top of it. Riding the large Hound he shoots wildly at its not able to get a good enough aim! The black Kath Hound jerked its back legs, and his blaster pistol flew out of his hand!

"That did not just happen!"

With no choice he kicks the back of the ears maing it charge forward, while he jumps off! A clever and deceitful trick, upon landing he commando rolled to his blaster pistol and grabbed it with his right hand.

The Kath Hound turns, blood red eyes look into his grayish-brown, both determined to survive. It charges at him, Hath stands his ground as the black mass run toward him.

"Bring your pretty little face to me"

And within the next second two things happened. One; a sword came out from a holder on his back, two he dodged the creature as it ran at him and cut its head off with a clean cut. HAth picked up the head and walked away carrying the great head of Gash, the Hell Hound.

"For a head you are bloody heavy, you must have brains, I'll give you that"

Patting the head, he trudges though to the nearest building or home closest to him. Then he can rest, sleep, and proceed to the major towns for a price for this head so he can get a speeder bike, or even a group of men to assist hiom in his hunt. His hunt for Darth Wraith, the only man he ever truly trusted...

{{Chapter one will be continued at a later date, feel free to comment whenever you like. I am happy to have comments whether negative or postitive ;D}}

[Darth Angelus™]

Korriban, Sith Temple - Valley of the Dark Lords...

Wraith had claimed the Dark Lord mantle and has made a name for himself as 'Immortal', no Sith had been able to kill him. Even Jedi Battlemasters Gasan Ba'man, and Battlemaster Hordik Thane were killed within seconds, they stood no chance. He now wears their skulls on his belt hanging by Drexl hair.

His throne made from bones of Drexl and Bull Rancor shows his wrath and combat skills. His breathing sounded almost mechanical, his lower jaw was sliced off during a duel with the last Dark Lord, he killed him but lost his jaw in the process. Two Sith Marauders stood either side of his throne, a captured soldier stood defying to kneel.

"Kneel before me"

"Go to hell"

Darth Wraith stood, his large intimidating figure put fear in even the Marauders who stood by him, but the soldier stood up looking into his furious orange eyes. And in a split second the man was floating in the air charging for a Force Repulse technique, jumping up Wraith grabbed the man's neck and slammed him into the ground followed quickly by the Force Push.

"I thought I smelt a Jedi when you arrived"

Activating his lightsaber he quickly thrusted it into the Jedi's forehead killing the young man instantly, the blade sizzled as it stayed there slowly sinking into his head. Pulling the blade out he deactivated it, letting the blood red blade creep back into the black and red hilt and clipped it to his belt as it finished.

"Remove this thing from my sight, I have no use for it anymore"

Sitting back on his throne his fingers tapped in a rythym, like a song, his long nails created loud taps on the hard bone of the Drexl. Nothing was able to kill him, but he knew only one determined enough to attempt an assassination. Major Hath Nook. Leader of the Republic land forces.