A Time Not Too Long Ago, In A Parallel Universe, Not Too Far From Our Own
Infinite Worlds, Infinite Possibilities: Interlude
-A Night On The Town-
 

Darth Caine walked around the control room in wonder.  It was exciting to
him to learn about the gateways to other worlds. He wanted to learn as much
as he could about it.  The Kromagg scientists and other officers wanted to
keep him happy.  If it's possible to keep a Sith happy.  They allowed him
complete access to there facilities.
"Do you have a archive of worlds you've conquered?" He asked.
"Why yes, and worlds we haven't, we have researched many worlds." The
Kromagg told him.  Darth Caine smiled with satisfaction
"Would you permit me to check out some of these worlds, before we find my
counter part that is, you know, as a way to keep myself from getting bored."
He asked.  The scientist looked around at each other.  They then looked to
there superiors.  Needless to say Darth Caine's request was granted.
A day or so past as he researched each world, and finally he found one he
would enjoy exploring.  He was looking for a warm up challenge before facing
the Jedi.  And he had found a world that suited him just fine, to start off
with.

A little while later.

He found himself in a bar and it was the most likely hang out for who he
was looking for.  He mingled and flirted with the females doing what ever he
could do to attract attention to himself.  And finally after an hour or so
of his game things finally paid off.  It was a scrawny gawky young man
somewhere in his twenties that first approached him.  He was thin had medium
length red hair and glasses.  There wasn't much to look at.
"Get out!" He said to the Sith.  Darth Caine grinned at the young man.
The young man held up his right hand and revealed a pentagram symbol.  Darth
Caine paid no attention to him.  Suddenly everyone in the bar was silent.  "
Fool, now you'll pay!" He threatened.  Darth Caine looked him right in the
eye and grinned.
"If you think you can, then do it, other wise blow off." He taunted him.
The young man reached out to touch Darth Caine's face.  Quickly he grabbed
him by the wrist and began to squeeze.  "You know I've heard of you dream
master's and I must say I expected more from you." He teased.  The dream
master was powerless against him.  "Look at you, all I have to do is hold
right there and you're my bitch."  He continued his iron like grip.  The
dream master was grunting in pain.  "So much for being tough." He then let
him go.  The dream master fell to the floor and held his swelling wrist.
"You'll pay for that!" He threatened.  All those who watched on cheered on
Darth Caine, but they were sure to keep it to themselves.  But the Sith
knew, he felt it.  " My friends and I will get you, I swear it."
"Shouldn't swear, it's not polite." Darth Caine laughed. The dream master
got to his feet and ran out of the bar.  " Bar tender, I'll have another,
what was it you called it a...Sex on the Beach!" He said joyfully.  The
people remain silent all but one.
"Now you did it, they're going to get us all now, just for being here!"  The
young man from the other side of the bar nervously said.  Darth Caine
slammed down his drink and smiled with satisfaction from it.
"Now that's good!" He said. "If you're scared you can go hide in the
corner." He said to the young man. "As for the rest of you.  Want to see
some free entertainment?" he asked  Most of the people fled, but some
stayed.  They didn't know why, but they knew something wonderful was about
to happen.  After only five more minutes of silence the remaining people
began to unwind a bit.  Once again people where going about their business.
For an evil, dark and miserable person Darth Caine was having a very good
time.
An hour had past before the all the dream master showed up.  They came
walking in together ready to teach the mysterious man the lesson of a
lifetime.  They were wearing their fancy suits and all looked picture
perfect.  It was twenty or so guys that got up to Darth Caine.  He turned
around from his barstool and looked around at them. He was more than
slightly amused, he was excited at his out come.  The gawky red head stood
in the back hiding among his allies.
"You have disgraced one of my own, and now I shall punish you." The dream
master leader said.  The gawky red head and the rest of the masters
chuckled.  "Would you like to beg for your life first?  I might consider
only crippling you." He threatened.
"Yak, yak, yak...do all you guys talk so much shit!" Darth Caine said as he
jumped to his feet.  " Yawn!" He said as he shoved the leader.  The leader
stumbled back into the hands of his minions.  " Tell me, do you like games?"
He asked.
"Yes, I do." He answered.  Darth Caine smiled.
"Ever play mercy?"
"What?" He asked.
"Mercy, have you ever played it?" He asked again.  The leader looked back
to the viewing minions.  They all were smiling at the challenge.  He nodded
a yes.  "Very well, the stakes are my life verses the right hands of you and
all your men. "He said.
"Pardon me?" He asked.
"If you win you can kill me, if I win I'm taking that which makes you
powerful." He explained
"I accept your challenge." The leader said.  Darth Caine held up his right
hand.  The leader did the same.  "I'm going to kill you." He said coolly.
Darth Caine just shrugged him off, kind of a whatever.  Both men locked
hands together.  Instantly the powers of the dream master were going to work
on Darth Caine.  He flinched for all but a second.  The force was far
greater than his power.  For a short while Darth Caine teased him.  Then
started to put real pressure on it.  The leader was shocked at his
resistance to him.  Suddenly he began to scream in pain and agony.  Fear
started to arise in the others.  Their master was losing, it wasn't even a
good fight.
"Mercy! Mercy!" He cried out.  All the people cheered with excitement.  The
master was defeated and now a broken man past out on the floor.  The rest of
the dream masters went running for the door.  Darth Caine grinned with
satisfaction.  He went leaping into the air flipping around and landed right
in front of the doors.
"Leaving so soon?" He asked. Fade out...

Slowly the eyes of the dream master leader opened.  He found himself laying
in the comforts of his own bed.  Was it all a dream he wondered.  Was his
job getting to him.  Perhaps it was a side effect of all his chaos he has
inflicted on to others.  He rubbed his head with both hands.  Then looked
deeply at the pentagram on his right hand.  Wiggling his fingers with relief
he smiled.  A new day was apon him, a fresh start.  He got to his feet and
then put on his robe.  He would spend this day relaxing.
He walked downstairs of his glorious mansion and in to his kitchen.  He
poured himself a glass of cooled milk and then walked in to dinning room.
On the table was a large box gift-wrapped.  Curiously he approached it.
Slowly he unwrapped the box.  The shreds of paper fell to the floor.  He
then opened the box.  Letting out a fearful scream he turned and held his
hand over his mouth and tried not to vomit.
"Good god!" He shouted.  He then turned and looked into the box again, to
make he was not hallucinating.  To his horror was the severed hand's of all
his follower's.  It wasn't a dream, last night really happened.  "Oh god,
oh god, oh god." He repeated.
"Thought I'd leave without saying goodbye?" The sinister voice asked from
the far corner of the room.  The dream master looked up and there standing
before him was non-other then Darth Caine.  He grinned evilly at the
frightened dream master.  He had come to claim what was his.
"NO!" He shouted.  With the flick of a button the long red blade of the
light saber extended.   We now fade out as the screaming begins...

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