Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

Having been bid to rise, Vizgal did so, "Master, if I may. What secrets have you found, and if you are willing, I would like to aid you." Vizgal new what he said was dangerous, Trakus was his master and as such had the right to strike him down when he pleased. If Trakus would not let him render aid, then Vizgal would go back to his studies of the Holocron and Sith crystals, after he had checked out the new force presence that recently landed on the planet. Who ever it was, they where dark and powerful, maybe even a potential ally against Manara.


@ArisenMoon
 
Grunting at Vizgals question, Darth Trakus turned to look around the vast chamber. "We have found secrets dating back to the very founding of the first Sith cults, not as a species, but in the ancient days when the first Dark Jedi arrived on this world to share their teachings, and raise a new empire. I believe this tomb was one of the first tombs of the original Dark Lords, likely belonging to one of the earliest Dark Jedi. I intend to discover the secrets of their methods and weapons, their teachings and ways, to perhaps create something new myself..."


@Killorkiller
 
This was news to Vizgals ears, he had not known that he Jedi had came to teach the Sith, let alone found an empire. "If this tomb is such as you have speculated, that would mean you may have more use of this than me." reaching into his pocket Vizgal pulled out a ring. The ring was unlike any other however, it was an obsidian black and from the base band protruded a mini obelisk about an inch tall. Vizgal did not realize that he still had blood on his hands from earlier even though it was dried, when he touched the ring the some lettering glowed ever so faintly so that Vizgal did not see it. " I found this on one of my missions to an uninhabited planet in the outer rim, it is of no history that I can find."


@ArisenMoon
 
Why'nn continued to hold onto her mother. "But I do know! His parents were Jedi. The Holocron... his father left a message for Connor on it! It included a map leading to Felucia. His father said there was something there for him! He knows. I know. He hasn't turned on us. He won't turn on us! He knows you showed him mercy by not killing him or forcing him into slavery." She held on tighter. "Mother, please, I love him!" No matter how angry Manara was, Why'nn trusted her mother.
 
Manara considered her daughter's words as she glared down at the boy. "Were you planning on telling me this, boy? Were you planning on continuing to be loyal to me or were you going to keep it a secret from me? Speak!"





Connor coughed a couple of times and put himself into a kneeling position in front of his master. He didn't even dare to look up at her at this point. "I was going to tell you, Master, I swear it. I wouldn't keep it a secret. Obviously I care very little about my real parents. They were obviously weak if someone was able to kill them so easily. You, my master, have shown me what true strength is, and I live only to serve you in hopes that I can one day be as strong as you..."





Manara forced her way out of her daughter's grasp and turned to face her. "You say you love him, yet you told me before it was a ruse. It's no use lying to me now. If it was merely a ruse, you wouldn't be trying to get me to spare his life now." Another tear escaped Manara's eye, but she quickly wiped it from her face. "He's not worthy of you..." Manara's eyes had begun to be less red now, and the temperature was beginning to rise once again. She was still furious, but it was beginning to subside.
 
Taking the ring from his hand, Darth Trakus held it up to the light of a lamp nearby, turning it over in his hand, before placing it inside a pocket for later study. Turning to his apprentice, Darth Trakus began to give him a brief history.


"The Dark Jedi, Vizgal. Many thousands of years ago, the peaceful Jedi order was divided in a civil war. Those who followed the Dark Side, the Dark Jedi, were defeated and driven away. They found their way to Korriban, where the found the Sith species, the red skins we consider the pure bloods. The Dark Jedi creatd a new empire with the Sith people, and eventually adopted the name to serve them as well, becoming the first Sith we know of."


@Killorkiller
 
HK-50-01 wasnt sure what Nah-Iblen had done to displease Connor and Mistress , but he did know Iblen was unnerving to even Mistress - perhaps that was it. Regardless , he took the order to guard the Mandalorian with Commander Forge graciously , wanting to see the Chiss Commander. Walking off happily as His Mistress almost slammed the door , he saw the Commander watching The Mandalorian from a distance - and Nah-Iblen was speaking to him. Not caring what the torture-master said , he waited until Iblen left to tell his Comrade of his joy.


Almost as soon as Iblen left , eyes still green , HK-50-01 drew Commander Forge into a tight embrace and whooped in joy. HK-50 didn't remember or care that , being a Chiss , Forge was reserved with his joy. He Subsequently began speaking in one of his happier tones. "Informational : COMMANDER FORGE! Guess what I brought in the Jedi and Mistress smiled and said good job GOOD JOB! That's the most gratitude a Master or Mistress has ever given me and and now everyone is happy about it Why'nn Connor and I assume you you nodded appreciatively that's always good but oh oh IT WORKED! I garnered pleasure for once she was pleased with something I did I wont be tortured for a while now isn't this wonderful?"
 
"I didn't think you'd approve. Yes... I... I lied to you, Mother." It was only the second time in her life. Her gaze dropped to the floor and she felt sadness invading the fear and guilt. "I... I love him." Would he betray her like Dad did? "I trust him. He won't betray us..." But Mother's assertion made her nod slowly, the dried blood clumped in her hair. "But why isn't he? And if he isn't... who is? Obviously none of the other acolytes or apprentices. None of the Sith Lords. So why shouldn't I be with him? Dad said the same thing, you know."
 
Manara looked on her daughter for a moment, disengaged her saber, and clipped it back to her belt. She put an arm around her daughter and walked over to the wash room just off the office. As they entered, Manara grabbed a towel, wet it, and began to wash the blood from her daughter. She was angry with herself now for feeling like she was about to burst into tears, but she managed to keep them at bay. "You are my daughter. There is no one in this galaxy who will ever be worthy enough to have you. The boy is lucky, as I intend to deal with him being the person you have chosen. I...I simply do not want the same thing to happen to you that happened with your father and I..." Another tear managed to escape, and once again, Manara wiped it from her face. She hated herself for being so weak as to let a tear fall from her eye, let alone the other two that had. She gave a hard swallow, and continued washing the blood from her daughter.
 
Vizgal listened impassively as his master spoke to him of the ancient Sith and Dark Jedi. "Then that means the truth of the Sith is rooted in the Jedi, it may be that to unlock this places secrets we need one that can use the light side." Vizgal knew he walked on dangerous ground, he did not mean to suggest that they learn the light side, just have someone else do it for them. "So the pure bloods and the Dark Jedi together eventual became the Sith, so not all secrets are limited to this planet"


@ArisenMoon
 
"I know..." She saw the tears welling up in her mother's eyes, spilling over. She made sure the door to the washroom was closed and locked it, turning back to her mother and hugging her tightly, like she had six years before. "It's okay, Mother. You can cry. It's okay to cry. I know you're not weak. And I'm scared, too... I don't know what I'd do if Connor betrayed me like Dad did you." The girl held on tighter. "I saw him on Hoth. In the cave. He gave me the Holocron..." Why'nn took in a deep, shuddering breath. "He talked to me. He hugged me... He told me he loved me and he'd see me soon..." And then she hesitated. Should she show her mother? Yes. Why'nn released her mother and slipped her hand into her robe pocket, drawing out the disks. "He gave me these. He said they hold things he wishes he was there to tell me as I grew up and lullabies... He told me not to show them to you but... if they don't have training... I assume they're all right to keep..."
 
Tyran's echoing boots smashed and echoed down the hall with small effort. The looming 9 foot tall Sith Juggernaut was adorned with the heaviest of armors, and all it did was add to his intimidating form. He watched as suddenly two beings formed in front of a locked door, one of which being a Droid. It screamed with joy, and it peaked the interest of Tyran. He roared out from down the hall, no longer hiding his presence. He would begin sprinting straight towards them before stopping a few feet away.


Tyran hailed, "Hail! I am Sith Lord Tyran...!" The raw energetic joy in his voice might contradict HI-50-01's statement of not being tortured...
 
Manara returned the hug her daughter gave her, but more tears did not flow. She had manage to subdue them for now. Now she looked at the disks as her daughter pulled them out and showed them to her. She wanted to simply yank them out of her hands and crush them on the spot, but she didn't. "Thank you for being honest with me. Have you had a chance to look at them? I can not allow Jedi training in this place under any circumstances, you know this. If any of them have training on them, they will have to be destroyed..." She hesitated, knowing she could simply take them from her daughter and never return them, but she wouldn't do that. "Would you allow me to review them before I decide if you can keep them?" She knew that Why'nn may not go for that, so there was another option she decided to include. "That, or we can look at them together..." The tears were beginning to come back now, and they were coming back harder. Being faced with the prospect of seeing the man that she...still possibly loved was almost overwhelming. This time, three tears managed to escape before she quickly wiped them away from her face, once again hating herself for allowing the tears to escape. She was stronger than this.
 
Why'nn nodded, placed the disks on the counter, and hugged her mother again. "I'd like to look at them together... I... I want to watch them with you." Holding tighter, she didn't quite remember whether all the blood was cleaned up. "He told me he hid his nature so you wouldn't have repercussions from the other Sith Lords... He said he wanted to protect us..." Now she wanted to cry. "I got angry at you... at how you and Dad ended and he told me not to be. He said he doesn't hate us." She felt an overwhelming desire to be home with both her parents.
 
Manara accepted her daughter's second hug, holding her tight and securely in her arms. "Then we will look at them together..." She listened as her daughter explained why he didn't tell her the truth. It was understandable, but perhaps if he had only been up front and honest in the first place... "I don't blame you for being angry, but it is in my nature. He hid that truth from me for so long...Me, someone he cared about. The other Lords be damned." She shook her head, another couple of tears managing to escape, but this time she didn't wipe them away. "I don't see how he doesn't hate me for what I did to him. For being so cruel rather than trying to listen and understand. For kil- well, attempting to kill him. That is, if you actually saw him. The Holocron could have caused some sort of distortion..." It wasn't that she didn't believe her daughter, it was that she was actually a bit afraid of having to possibly face him after what she had done to him.
 
"He hugged me, Mother. He took a look at my saberstaff... he took his back. ...He told me it wouldn't be another 2,208 days before I'd see him again..." Why'nn took a deep breath, trying not to cry. "Because he understands. He doesn't hate me, either. I think he still loves you..." The idea of her parents being in the same room together again gave her a little stint of hope. "He did lie to us... He lied to his own daughter..." But she wanted to see him, to hug him. "I love you, Mother... I love Dad, too..."
 
Manara pulled back and wiped away the tears on her face, then reached for the cloth once more, and continued wiping the blood from her daughter once again. "I love you too, my daughter. Once we finish up in here, you and I will watch those disks. And I suppose we will send the boy off to do...something. I know that I do want you two to go and find out what's waiting for the boy on Felucia, but for now...You and I need time together." She finished wiping the blood completely from Why'nn, her hair included, then pulled her daughter into another tight, secure hug. "I know I can be cruel and scary sometimes, but I do love you...And if that boy ever hurts you, I swear he will be dealt with harshly."
 
"You've never laid a hand on me, Mother. Of course I know you love me." She nuzzled in to her mother's embrace. "I missed spending time with you. I know I was absolutely horrible to you before the mission... I'm sorry for that." This was comforting. Her skin began to take on a pinkish hue. "I'm lucky to have you. I want to continue learning from you. I want to become strong like you. I wish I had inherited your skin color." She giggled a little. "In the cave... Dad said I look so much like you."
 
"That is part of what my research is here to find. But, I do fear we might have to use a Jedi or a light side follower to unlock deeper secrets within, but we will deal with that later." Pausing in his talk, Darth Trakus turned to look at his apprentice, a dark smile spreading across his face underneath his helmet.


"I do have a task for you, after all, Vizgal. Anthan Prime has recently been captured by the Empire from a rebellious element. Word is, Darth Almant, a member of the Dark Council, is currently overseeing the occupation efforts of the space cities in orbit of the gas giant. I will be traveling to that world shortly, and in my absence, I leave you in full control of all our Korriban assets. Make sure nothing happens to this tomb, no one can know what we have found."


Turning, he began to walk towards the exit of the tomb, a few troopers falling in step behind him.


@Killorkiller
 
Manara smiled. "Of course you look more like me than your father. Sith Pureblood DNA is strong, just like our race. I have no doubt that you will one day be as strong as I am. You are already quite strong as it is." She sighed and walked over to the wash room door, and opened it. "Let's go make sure your boy is alrig-" She shut the door once more and locked it again, looking at her daughter. If she and the boy were this in love already... "Have you and he already..." She gave her daughter a stern, and knowing look, trying her best not to crack a smile. She wanted her daughter to believe that she was being very serious.
 
Why'nn smiled wide at her mother's words, something she took as a bit of a compliment. Happy now, she prepared to follow her mother out... until the door shut and locked again and the half question left her mother's lips. Embarrassment caused the vague pink to turn a darker shade of red, though not nearly as red as her mother's. "Well... yes, but we were just following our passions!" She hoped that would be a good enough defense. But this was not a conversation she had believed she'd be having with her mother. "But, yes. Yes, we have already..."
 
Zerek wove through the crowds of Nar Shaddaa in a very practiced manner, careful to avoid anyone lower than chest height. He spent his early days with Fey as a pickpocket, he was not about to get conned by kids who didn't know how to hide their movements and target. Zerek knew their thoughts. He just got on the planet, locked up his ship, and started for a stroll. Two people do that on Nar Shaddaa. Either badasses, like himself, that knew how to avoid potential thieves, or really dumb tourists who would be robbed by five separate people within the hour. He quickly ducked into Lindlea's bar, the Hutt's Jewel. He was about to head directly to the counter, when he spotted a very familiar silver droid. "09! What are you doing here, you oversized vibrator?" Zerek walked up to HK-50-09 and sat next to him. "I thought you were taking care of something on Nal Hutta. I'm assumng it went well?"


@HK 50 09
 
Manara sighed and stepped back to her daughter, pulling her into yet another hug. She held her there a long moment, hoping that the tension would build. After she felt enough time had passed, she finally spoke up, still hugging. "I certainly hope that you weren't gentle with him..." She pulled away and showed her daughter that she was smiling. She didn't mind that her daughter had done what she did, that is until another thought came to her mind. He smile faded and her look became stern once more. "I certainly hope you were careful. I am not ready to be a grandmother! I am simply too young for it."
 
The hug was comforting and her skin paled a few shades, only a big pinker than normal. Why'nn smiled at her mother's first statement. "I don't know if I should be talking to you about this but... of course I wasn't." Then, at the second, her eyes went wide and she instantly returned to the reddened skin tone. "Mother!! We were very careful! You think I want to be a mother yet?! I'm 14!" This was loud enough that Connor likely heard it. She was very embarrassed, but it was obvious that the girl had never talked about anything of this nature with anyone before.
 
Manara smiled and placed a hand on her cheek. "You are quite grown up for fourteen, though, my girl. Life has not exactly been easy for you..." She paused, remembering how she took the girl's father from her, but she quickly pushed the thought away. "Now, let's go to your boy. He no doubt is curious as to why we have been in here for so long. We will also take a look at the disks and I will judge whether or not they are safe to keep." This time, she unlocked and opened the door, and stepped out of the wash room. She saw the boy turning the desk back to how it should be and had even pulled a spare chair around behind the desk. She gave him a nod. "Thank you, apprentice. You saved me twenty minutes of my precious time. We have a matter to discuss, but it can wait. For now, I need some more privacy with my daughter."





Forge looked to the droid as he exclaimed about being praised for what he had done, and gave him a nod. "Yes, I would also say that you have done a good job. Capturing a Jedi is no easy task, or so I've been told. It is good to know that Lord Manara will not be torturing you. I am familiar with an HK unit's capabilities. It's a shame she has only utilized you as a protocol droid. Quite demeaning if I say so myself..." Forge then looked to the large...thing that had come up to himself and the droid. The thing in front of them was massive. He gave it a small bow. "Uh, pleased to meet you my Lord. I am Commander Forge, head of Darth Manara's forces here on Korriban."
 
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