Chapter 54

A young and freshly minted Darth Plagueis was debating on how to achieve the Sith's much-desired path of immortality. The Jedi believed they would become part of the force when they died but there was no evidence of that, no Jedi had come back to alert others and the Sith believed it was just hopeful thinking. On the other hand, the Sith had succeeded in making memory phantoms of themselves that had survived for thousands of years.

Darth Plagueis was also hungry for immortality as the road to learning the force was long and hard and only those with enough time could truly master the force. Life is like a drug, the more you have of it, the more you would do to keep it.

The goal of the Sith was to claim back their lost power, take over the galaxy and destroy their hated Jedi enemy so no one would challenge them again but immortality was high on the list of any Sith as their hatred and fear of losing power extended to death.

Darth Plagueis wasn't sure how to achieve this but he wouldn't just stand still. He dove into his Sith studies and when that didn't get the results he hoped for he believed the secrets of immortality laid in science. He worked conducting research into bioengineering with a brilliant young researcher.

With the two of them, they were able to peer into undiscovered potential areas of immortality, it was the perfect stepping platform to boost his powers. For some reason, the Sith never thought to use science to extend life with the help of the force. Everything was perfect but Darth Plagueis was steeped with visions that he didn't understand.

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The brilliant young researcher hovered in his dreams, always just out of focus and peering into the secrets of science. Plagueis must have done a deep dive into the researcher's life half a dozen times with no outstanding results to worry him, many scans using the force also came up empty. The researcher wasn't sensitive to the force.

Plagueis wondered what the premonition was trying to tell him, it angered him that the force was vague when he was so powerful. As the years passed and Darth Plagueis took his rightful place as the master of the Sith he didn't need the reseachers anymore. He had mastered certain powers that extended life by controlling the midi-chlorians. He quickly killed all the researchers and burnt any evidence they were there, all except one researcher had just disappeared. The brilliant researcher had done his job and the further betterment of science didn't interest Darth Plagueis if it didn't bring him closer to the force or immortality.

Darth Plagueis personally cut down the researcher to stop any of his secrets from escaping and yet, Darth Plagueis still had visions of the same person.

Throughout Darth Plagueis's time admiring the work the researcher did he hardly ever noticed the clumsy cripple assistant. He had seen him around now and again but didn't think much of the weakling who hobbled with beakers full of liquids at a slow pace to stop from dropping the valuable test subjects. At one time Darth Plagueis thought about choking the weakling life out of him. The shuffling disgusted him, and the way the assistant stuttered grated on his nerves. Darth Plagueis hated that kind of weakness and his thoughts chose to ignore the useless assistant and concentrate on the brilliant talent that focused on wonderful revealing information but when it came down to destroying the researchers and everything connected to him the assistant didn't even rejester a thought. The visions didn't go away but Darth Plagueis focused on the wrong person. Always, in the background of the visions was the cripple, quietly doing his work and staying under the radar of force users such as Darth Plagueis.