Zinsur

A Chiss born from a poor family on Alderaan, Zinsur relied on the dark side of the force and his prowess in the lightsaber forms. He was taken at a young age to the Korriban academy and his life completely changed.

## Childhood

Zinsur was a Chiss born on Alderaan
to a poor family under the reign of everyone with credits. He did not have the
opportunity to go to a proper schooling facility because his parents tried to
keep him hidden as they

feared he would somehow be taken away. Even without a
proper schooling facility, they taught him how to read, write and speak.

As he grew older, around the age of
10, he was the size of a full grown human. It was becoming increasingly
difficult to hide him, he was eating more, wanting to move around more, yet had
little knowledge of where he was. He begged and pleaded his parents to let him
out just for a while, to explore and see the world. They reluctantly agreed.

He went roaming the streets, in his
tatty attire, staying in the shadows as he observed everyone’s doings.
Everything was going well for Zinsur, until he bumped into a cloaked figure
that he hadn’t seen hiding in the shadows. He quickly apologized and began to
walk away, before a bright red hand was gripping his shoulder stopping him in
his tracks.

A hoarse, angry voice asked him his
name, he replied shakily still facing away from the figure “Z-Zinsur”. The
figure turned him around to face him, but he was still hidden by the shadows.
The figure told him to bring him to his home, which he did since he felt a dark
energy surrounding the figure and felt as if he resisted he would lose any
fight against it.

He slowly walked up to his house
and pointed to it, stuttering “T-this is my h-home”. The figure opened the door
and entered his house, beckoning for him to follow. The figure lowered his hood
to reveal a bright red skin coloured head with no hair, he wasn’t sure what
race he was but he knew it wasn’t a human like most of the people on Alderaan.

The Sith told him to sit down in another
room while he talked to his parents behind another door. It seemed like hours
before they were finished when suddenly the door that his parents were in
slammed open. The Sith and his parents walked out and they explained that the
Sith had felt he had a force connection and that he would be taking him to
Korriban to further work on it to make him stronger. His parents were crying
but gave him a quick hug before the Sith dragged him out of the house.

## The Korriban Academy

They left Alderaan and were on a
dark, ominous ship, albeit well kempt. After some time of sitting by himself on
the ship, they landed. He was dragged out of the ship again and quickly changed
into a better outfit, which he later learned was an Acolytes outfit. After he
got dressed he met his Overseer, who immediately had a look of disgust on him because
he was Chiss. He introduced himself as Overseer Nurbol and gave them each a
training stick and a page with a task on it. He told them to go off and finish
the task before going back to him.

His first task was to go into the
tombs and slay some K'lor'slugs alongside his fellow Acolytes, no knowledge of
how to fight Zinsur became nervous. As they went down into the tombs, one was
immediately grabbed by one and dragged off screaming. Zinsur knew immediately
this wasn’t going to be easy. They all continued walking until they saw a pack
of them, and they all attacked. Within seconds the k’lor’slugs retaliated and
took out the first few Acolytes, but not before having taken a few hits
themselves. A few moments passed and the K’lor’slugs had been defeated, but
more than half the Acolytes had fallen, the weak had already been rid of.

Zinsur and the survivors went back
and spoke to their Overseer about their victory. The Overseer wasn’t pleased to
see that only half of them had perished in the fight muttering to himself that
he was expecting more to fall, including Zinsur. He handed them each a book on
the Force, fighting styles and the Sith code and were told to study it, and if
they had not memorized it they would be punished severely the next day.

Zinsur spent all night studying,
learning the Sith code and trying to understand it, beginning to learn Form I
first. The thing he didn’t understand was the book on the Force and how the
Sith that had taken him from his home had told him he had a connection to the
Force, but he figured he’d learn that later down the road.

The next day was the same as the
first, a small petty task where a few other Acolytes were wiped out and less
went back than originally had left, which did not surprise the Overseer this
time. Overseer Nurbol asked who had
studied last night and everyone raised their hand. Immediately the Overseer
pointed at Zinsur telling him to recite the Sith code, which he did with no
problem. He then pointed to a female human asking her which lightsaber form she
was going to practice. She didn’t know what to say, she hadn’t looked at the
books. Overseer Nurbol told her to go back into the tombs to kill more beasts,
this time on her own and bring back the head of one. He dismissed everyone else
and everyone went to study, the next day the human female wasn’t there.

The days all went on the same, go
out and do a task and then come back with few less. This went on for some time
until Acolytes came back with the same amount that had left, finally revealing
the ones that were strong. Overseer Nurbol sighed at Zinsur calling his race
disgusting and that he would make sure that Zinsur would be dead before he
would become a Sith.

Zinsur was unsettled that night,
but decided he would try to meditate like his Force book detailed. It took some
time before he noticed anything, but when he did he found he could feel people
around him, as they went by his tiny sleeping quarters, his fellow Acolytes
studying around him, anyone that was connected to the force. He stopped
meditating and continued to read the book to try and learn more, to figure out
how to become stronger with the force.

He toyed with the use of the force
for a while after he discovered how to tap into it, making small achievements
here and there until one day he was finally able to lift a pebble. A single
pebble is nothing at all, but for Zinsur it marked a new milestone in his
learnings. He was ready to stop killing K’lor’slugs and do something
productive.

The next day when they arrived at
the Overseer’s office Zinsur suggested they do something more difficult, something
to truly test them. The Overseer smiled at this request. Overseer Nurbol slowly
walked over to Zinsur before screaming in his face to go down to the tomb of
Marka Ragnos and to copy down an inscription on one of the tablets, and that if
he weren’t back before the rest of the Acolytes finished their task, he would
kill Zinsur himself.

Zinsur bowed before the Overseer
and quickly headed off, running towards the tomb knowing full well the dangers
of it, but he was ready, he knew he was. He ran into lone k’lor’slugs, easily
taking them out, even coming into a group of five K’lor’slugs and taking them
out. The true challenge was ahead, he could see a lone oversized Tuk’ata
seemingly guarding the tablet that Zinsur was looking to copy off of.

Zinsur attempted to pick up a large
rock to his left with the force, but it didn’t work and instead decided to rush
it, to try and get the first hit and defeat it with ease. Upon hitting the Tuk’ata,
it spun around and rammed into him, sending him flying against a wall. It
charged at Zinsur, but he rolled out of the just in time and swung again,
hitting the Tuk’ata but its hide seemed too thick for a training weapon. It
whipped around again smashing him to the other side of the room with its
strength, this time midway through its charge it stopped suddenly with a bright
glowing red colour in the middle of its head then suddenly disappeared. A
figure walked over to him and extended its hand to him, it was bright red just
like the one that had taken him from Alderaan in the first place. He took the
hand and immediately asked if he was the same person. The Sith nodded and
lowered his hood revealing that he was Darth Frinzus and that he senses great
power within him and that the Overseer had sent him on a suicide mission with a
training weapon.

They spoke for a bit before Darth
Frinzus told him to copy down the inscription and get back to the Overseer.
Zinsur did as such, but before he was about to leave Frinzus told him that he
would be seeing him again soon to properly train him in the Force. Zinsur
nodded and ran off back to the Overseer.

Zinsur arrived in Overseer Nurbol’s
office with the inscription in hand and noticed that none of the other Acolytes
were back yet. Nurbol looked shocked and took the inscription from him, looking
angry he slapped Zinsur across the face telling him that this will be the last
time he survives a task and that he was dismissed to his quarters. This wasn’t
the case.

## A New Teacher

Over the next few days Zinsur
continued to get solo tasks and completing them, but as he completed them Darth
Frinzus was there every time. Frinzus began to teach Zinsur how to use the
Force more proficiently due to his new teacher, even being able to lift rocks
his own size in very little time. Overseer Nurbol grew more and more angry as
time went on, sensing Zinsur’s strength increasing and the fact that he was
completing every task with ease it seemed.

Overseer Nurbol announced one day
that a more difficult task would be coming soon, one where they would truly
prove their grit and they would earn real weapons and be assigned to Master’s,
but that most would die, if not every one of them. Overseer Nurbol said they
would rest for the next few days to prepare for the final challenge, to make
sure they were ready. Zinsur took this as an opportunity to find Darth Frinzus
in the tombs, to continue to be taught by him.

Each day Zinsur would wake up, run
to the tombs with his books and be taught by Darth Frinzus, learning more every
day at an exponential rate that even surprised Frinzus. He had learned how to
push and pull, to be able to augment his physical capabilities with the force,
to see other beings around him in a small area with the force and to be able to
be more intuitive with hand to hand combat.

Finally came the day where the
Acolytes would have to prove themselves, they would have to go down into the
tomb of Ajunta Pall individually and defeat an exiled Acolyte. The exiled
Acolytes they had lined up had been in hiding for years, training themselves on
their own and the academy promised them that if they killed the Acolyte that
was coming for them, they would get another chance at the academy, if they lost
it would be death by the hands of the Acolyte.

Zinsur was told he would be the
last one to go, so that the surviving Acolytes would be able to know he
perished simply for the race he was born. Only one Acolyte came back from the
tomb in total, the room now filled with exiled Acolytes instead. It was now
Zinsur’s turn to go down into the tomb.

Upon arrival at the tomb, Zinsur
began to sense a single entity in the tomb, one connected to the Force, the
exiled Acolyte. He quietly approached, skirting around the shadows making no
noise as he walked. He quickly went up behind the exiled Acolyte and gave three
quick strikes across the head with his training weapon, knocking the exiled
Acolyte to the ground.

Zinsur began to walk away quickly,
thinking he had already defeated the exiled Acolyte but instead heard footsteps
running up behind him. Zinsur quickly spun around, with adrenaline running
through his system, throwing his hand forward at the Exiled Acolyte sending him
crashing into the wall at the back. The force of the exiled Acolyte was strong
enough to dislodge a rock twice the size of both combined onto the exiled
Acolyte, crushing him and killing him instantly. He walked over and grabbed what
little robes that were exposed of the exiled Acolyte and took them back with
him as proof of his victory.

Zinsur walked back to the Overseer’s
office instantly seeing the rage in his eyes as Zinsur approached. The Overseer
didn’t believe he had defeated the exiled Acolyte until he pulled out the robe
piece as proof. Overseer Norbul instantly went into a blind rage, unsheathing
his lightsaber and cutting down the exiled Acolytes that had been standing
behind him. Only Zinsur and his fellow Acolyte now stood in front of the
Overseer. Norbul was about to strike down Zinsur when suddenly Norbul sheathed
his saber and went to his knee. Zinsur was confused and turned around and there
was Darth Frinzus.

Before Zinsur could take a knee as
well, Frinzus proclaimed that Zinsur would be his new Apprentice and their
would be no questions asked. Overseer Norbul replied with a simple nod and went
back to dealing with the other Acolyte that was victorious.

## Apprenticeship

The first thing that happened after
they left the Overseers office is that Frinzus handed Zinsur a lightsaber,
proclaiming that it was his when he was an Apprentice and that he was waiting
for an Apprentice that he found fit to use it. Zinsur nodded while smiling, but
with that smile he had already made a mistake with his new Master. Frinzus had
unsheathed his saber and had cut up and across the right side and over to the left
side of his face, leaving an instantly cauterized wound. Zinsur gasped at the
pain, instantly falling to a knee. Darth Frinzus instantly picked him up,
whispering in Zinsur’s ear that unbridled emotions such as his happiness when
he got the saber, would not go unpunished and that his new lightsaber and soon
to be scar will forever be a memory for him.

Zinsur began training his Force
capabilities more, this time on his own and through his readings and even by
himself was still learning at a fair rate. He began to master lightsaber forms
over the years under Darth Frinzus’ eye, especially with how often he sent him
on missions. Zinsur would go on missions to Tatooine, Dromund Kaas and
everywhere in between.

More and more year’s pass, Zinsur
was becoming what a human would consider an adult. One day, Darth Frinzus fell ill and Zinsur
was by his side, even with the harsh teachings of his Master. In his last
moments, Frinzus gave Zinsur a saberstaff claiming that it would excel him in
combat further than any could imagine. He described of an Order, the Midnight
Order, as the place he would best put his skills, to be able to fight by their
side and to learn even more as time went on. He told them of their co-ordinates
and to head there immediately. Zinsur did so immediately after his Master
passed.

## A New Beginning

Upon arrival at the Order’s planet,
they questioned him for a lengthy amount of time, even interrogating him. They
didn’t believe that he was sent by Darth Frinzus and that he must still be
alive. It took some time before they had gotten word and they let him through.
He opted to enter the Ministry of Knowledge to learn more, to become stronger
and to prove to himself that Chiss can be as strong as any.

As he spent time in the ministry of
Knowledge, the events within the Order (Zakuul, Val’erica) continued to make
him grow stronger. Not long after the Val’erica event, he was promoted to
Headmaster of the Styx Academy, finally recognized for his prowess in his
knowledge. He was proud to be where he was, but he’ll never forget the scar on
his face and the message that came with it, soon to pass it down himself.