Silvian drained the last of the Rodian Whisky and sighed. This was boring.
Really boring. Two days had past, and Urueri went NOWHERE. He locked himself in his room, lined it with motion sensors, thermal sensors, the whole nine yards, even got a squad of guards to stand outside his door 26/7 (OOC: Yes, a 26 Standard Hour Day). Silvian had nothing to do but to slowly eliminate the alchohol stores in the house.
He sighed and shook his head. He wasn't nearly drunk enough yet...not drunk enough to beat those memories out of his head...lucid, waking dreams had been haunting him since he'd run into that Sith. Memories he wished he could forget. Memories he'd spent years trying to forget...
Silvian drew the lightsaber, roaring in anger.
"I found you, you bastard!!!"
He ran towards the masked man, raising the energy blade high above his head. A red lightsaber and a blue lightsaber ignited in the man's hands and he easily blocked Silvian's attack.
"Dare attack me? Insolent cur!"
The unknown Force User kicked Silvian bodily, slamming the young man against the wall. The masked man laughed and stepped on a floor panel. Immediatly durasteel coils wrapped around Silvian, pinning him to the wall.
"Just for that, I am gonna make you suffer...suffer just like your father did. Its not like the Council will ever know. Luke is too busy drooling over that Ex-Sith Whore to bother with what I do, and the others have their own problems...you're all alone boy...just you and me...ready to have some fun?"
Lightnig coursed over the masked man's hands and laughing maniacally he blasted Silvian. Pain shot through him, and everything went white...
He shook his head, groaning in pain. Unconciously he felt his back and chest. The deep scars were stil there, still hurting, even after all these years...
Silvian sighed and poured another drink. It was all that kept him going...all that he could do...maybe one day, he'd find freedom from his nightmare...
One day....