DJB War 2
Rivio looked over the strange artifact collected off the Collective members corpse. The surface was smooth, almost like a fine cloth; it’s shape was a direct opposite to the feel. It was jagged and triangular with edges that would, if a finger were to prick them, cause one to bleed. It was black on the smooth surfaces going up to the point but glowed a deep ominous red within and around the faces of the prism. Along its bottom was an inscription of ancient Sith. They seemed to be carved in by some took judging by the shape of the jagged letters. Rivio looked it over and began to read:

Within the power
Lies an ancient truth we need
Once known, break the chains

For when we are free
Fate will be in our own hands
Galaxies will kneel

Our might will shine bright
And those who oppose us, dead
The true Sith will reign

Fear not the dark side
Allow it to touch your soul
And then you will see 

Rivio seemed to recognize the form, a haiku if he wasn’t mistaken. The power mentioned was most definitely the Force, but to take fate into their own hands? He didn’t know about that. “Let’s get this put somewhere safe.” He said to himself as he left the area to deliver the artifact to the Shadow Academy for study.