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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 11, 2006 0:18:18 GMT -5
"....Good. See to it that the troop leader gives them their...initiation into our fine organization." He said coldly. He hid his grim smile.
Razor nodded and went off on his duty. But, as he did, something in the vibrations of the force brought attention to the aging sith lord. It was a presence he hadn't felt in nearly 20 years.
"Those brats...." He whispered, his teeth gritting in an ugly fasion. He sent for a guardsman to bring his apprentice back on an urgent call, and gave the gaurd the orders to give to the slave drivers.
When the door opened again after a few minutes, the dark lord turned, and faced his apprentice. His mouth's wrinkles lined with displeasure. His very prsence sent off vibes of unhappiness of the least likable kind. It was highly intimidating, and yet he controlled his form so well. Razor wore a look of concern as he stood before his Master. The guards near him seemed to tremble, as they should as fear ruled over all.
"Master??"
"We are in danger my apprentice. "
Deaerith turned his back to them, locking his hands neatly behind his back.
"Years ago I was on a mission.. to destroy a race called the Sith.. The ones that you were helped to destroy. " Razor's eyes open widly. He remembered the blood and the screaming.. Especially the way he left the dead women in th caves.. Yet what he was hearing wasn't good. They havent spoen of this for years.
"The race was primiative as aleins go, yet they harnessed a power greater then they I have. it was bound in royal blood and the two most powerful were children.. I sought out to destroy this and the whole race. I thought I had suceeded.."
His apprentice stood there fixing his attention on his master listening to something he faintly new.
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 12, 2006 19:31:41 GMT -5
"Oh, don't play stupid, my apprentice." He said, a little tauntingly, a little sweetly. He flicked his wrist and brought a finger up, pointing, bringing it closer to him slowly.
Razor did not attempt to resist. He was trained to take a punishment, without showing fear or weakness, less he be more punished. His feet slid across the ground. He was being pulled by his neck, tightly, chokingly. He was drug until he was before his master's back. Then Daerith turned around. His eyes were glazed with yellow furry.
"How could you let the child emperor get away? I left you in charge of him personally. It's not so hard to manage the poor care of an un-broken youngling. He was only a seven year old boy." His voice was cold. His face was terifying. He clutched Razor tighter for a few seconds, until he finally let up enough slack for his apprentice to reply.
"I didn't try to let him get away master. He was stronger than I thought. I wa foolish, I admit that. The boy tricked me. He turned himself into a water dish and left pillows under his blanket on his cot. It was only later that I saw his real dish under a slat in the ground. Such strange sorcerry."
"No excuses!" Daerith yelled. "Excuses are for the weak! Sith are never weak! We are strong!"
Daerith flung Razor into a wall. Then he awaited for him to rise up and speak something else.
In the meantime Daerith closed his eyes again. He could feel emmense power in the force. it was power never before seen in the whole galaxy, and if Daerith couldn't have that power for himself, he would find a way to destroy it.
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 12, 2006 20:19:43 GMT -5
Pain spred threw his body as Razor slide down the way. it didn't help that he was recovering breathing as he stood shakley up.
"Yes Master..."
razor kept his gaze on him, green eyes intent on knowing what he was thinking.
"What does this have to do with now? Tat was years ago. Surly he is no threat to us now?" Razor spoke in a half whisper.
Daerith's eyes flared with anger.his hands balled into fists and many in the room avoided his gaze. The man looked more like he was in his early 30's then what he was and power coarsed threw his veins.
"IT HAS EVERYTHING TO DO WITH US!" Daerith yelled. His voice seemed to echo threw the room as his apprentice seemed to shrink in fear.
"The child still lives and is now a man.. he is out there and now I sense some greater power that involves another.."
Razor took a breath and spoke but barly a whisper.. "The girl.. no it can't be.."
"WHAT!!! Another??? !" Daerith bellowed and struck suddenly at the nearest living body. The man shrieked as he was pulled foward, begging him to stop him. Daerith took the one step foward and lifted the man up with one hand.His breath hot and spicy as he hissed sharp words of maliace.
"Noone undermines my authority... and all are mine to control."
With that he squeesed harder reveling in the chocking and slight gagang until the man was no mare among the living. With distaste Daerith dropped the corpse and turned back to Razor.
"My lord.. I thought the ship was destroyed.. I saw it myself.. "
"ENOUGH!!!" Daerith silenced him as he turned his back to him.
His thoughts went out as he thought of the next move he needed to make.
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 12, 2006 21:44:21 GMT -5
Razor was stiff, and kept ompletely quiet as he watched his master pace about before him. The apprentice had no idea that the boy and the girl were such a dangerous threat to them. But now wasn't the time to ask questions. He would simply wait to take his master's orders.
Daerith's concentration was deep. His rage and hatred made his connection with the force whole, and his mind raced across the galaxy. Several minutes later, he stopped pacing, and he looked at his apprentice straight in the eyes. His mouth wrinkled with distate.
"They are in full control of their power now. Not only that, my apprentice, but they have a new weakness as well. And this is where we must strike, before that weakness becomes another strength to them." Daerith hissed. His curled lips began to smile fiendishly.
Razor's eyes widened slightly with interest as he kept quiet, listening for his orders. He wanted now more than anything to prove to his master that he could eliminate the threat and make his master proud of him. Or else he would be dead like the man on the floor.
"The female is with child. I want you to kill her..." Daerith began.
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 12, 2006 22:05:54 GMT -5
Razor smiled as his master mentioned the plan. Kiling was something he enjoyed.. the women he enjoyed even more. Yet something else came to mind....
"Master... what if we took what was theirs? not in life but take an mold their future to our needs??"
Daerith cast an evil eye at Razor. The apprentice began to lift off the ground, his body being crushed ever so slowly. He liked to have all the ideas. But, he was impressed by his heir, so much that he let him live. He dropped him down.
"Good thinking, yes. Perhaps we don't have to kill her.....yet. As you know, they are the only two of there kind. I'm sure they'll have more than one child, eventually. Don't you think so?"
Razor nodded. He liked his lips at anticipation of a mission. Daerith smiled viley. He usually wouldn't let Razor do anything if he was anxious to, as apunishment, he would make him wait. But now there was no time for waiting. They only had a few months to perfect their plans.
"Go to the planet they are on. i want you to find out everything you can, then send me back a readout. After that, I'll give you your next phase of action. I have a very sweet plan." He chuckled.
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 12, 2006 22:25:56 GMT -5
"As you wish my master.. I will not fail you." Razer saw the look in his masters eyes. The look that he gave was of death should he fail in this one.
"Go..." Daerith snapped and once again turned his attention back to the viewport. Razor had no doubt that he was scheming more plots to rule the galaxey as he turned on command and left the room. SHould he fail the punishments would be dire. He stopped just before he left the room and spoke once more. His hand on the side of the door.
"Master.. I don't know where to look. It's been far to long... they could be anywhere... and I am curious.this other female how is she special to him. Hes the one you wanted to kill the most."
Daerith didn't respond. Razor was shot out of the room and the doors closed. As Daerith watched the progress of his current actions, he thought angrilly in his mind, 'No one asks me anything after I give orders. If he keeps gooing on his ways, I'll have to dispatch him sooner. Perhaps the sith child can take his place."
He knew that Razor was capable of finding out what planet they were on, if he would only shut up and pay more attention to his feelings. Ofcourse Mephistopheles was his main target, but he remembered what that old fool had told him on Korriban before he killed him. He had said that the two small children were called the omsha, that they had all the power anyone could ever dream of having. To kill one, you had to kill the other or else it wold be incomplete. And why let a perfwctly good by-product go to waste?"
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 14, 2006 23:57:30 GMT -5
Razor quickly made his way down the hall he tried to remember where and when he thought that ship was destroyed. There was alot of space and he had to cover it. No matter what he would serve his master..
Daerith took a deep breath and held it for a moment. To hold life in ones hand was the greatest power.
"Soon I shall have it all. starting with what should have been finished years ago.. little ones you shall soon be mine..."
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 14, 2006 23:58:37 GMT -5
CHAPTER 11
On Iridonia, dawn was just approacing. The sun barely making any difference in the darkness of the land. Aerith lay sleeping soundly in the bed. Satin sheets covering her bare form. Mephisto smiled, laying beside her. The room was warm, but not hot, and the candles were out now. He took this time to admire beauty in sight and in silence. It was so lovely.
He knew what would happen when the sun would shine. His priestess would awake, and soon they would be attended to, and everyone in the temple would know the lady was pregnant. The day ahead was going to be another full of joy. Atleast, for now everything seemed right.
He embraced her after a few more minutes. Snuggling close to her. She felt tender and soft in his arms. To comfort her was always something he enjoyed. Now she would need much comfort. The slight sound of movement awoke Aerith from a deep sleep. her golden eyes were already alert as she loked up at Mephitso.
"Mephi.."
The tone was soft and loving as she breathed onto him. Already there was a glow to her. A sign of their love that grew withen her.
"What is it, Aerith?" Mephisto asked her quietly. He was comfortable now, snuggling her. He could remember when nothing was comfortable. To have this feeling again was much appreciated.
Her golden eyes were alluring. He looked ito them. His own green eyes seemed soft and relaxed. Her breath was sweet. The love he felt was intense, and was pure. "Nothing. Just thinking of us as children. and how this is soo right" She whispered, fully aware that everything was diffrent for them now, yet not.
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 15, 2006 0:06:18 GMT -5
"Hmm." Mephisto pondered allowed. He took hold of her and rolled her to the other side of the bed and looked into her eyes. Then he kissed her chest, before he went on, saying. "What do you think things would be like if the black demons didn't come?"
Now that question took the young women off guard. Aerith looked at his proud crown of horns as she thought of an answer. It wasn't something she dwelled on. So much has happened that pain from the past based on what if's wern't something needed.
"I don't know. I never thought of it over the years. Not with studying at the temple and having you around. Home is here now. These are our people."
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 15, 2006 0:23:04 GMT -5
"Yes, my love. They are our people. And now you are my wife, and we are going to have a child together." Mephisto told her.
It was true. A lot of their teachings here on Iridonia had taken place of what used to be on their homseworld of Korriban. But he wouldn't throw those memories away, no matter how horible some of them were. That was where they came from,their parents, their friends, their life's teachings. It was who they were also. Deep inside. Even if it were never surfaced.
But Mephisto was a thinker. He thought a lot. That was just the way he always was. On an endless quest for knowledge and understanding. It was not bad to think of how life would be if the Sith were not tainted. It was just something that came to mind. "Do you ever wonder how we have managed to stay alive?" She intruppted his thoughts. "Why when that ship we were in exploded.. They never came looking to see if there were survivors."
Aerith propped herself up on an elbow, gently pushing him asside as she studied him.
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 15, 2006 0:34:48 GMT -5
Mephisto sat up and layed his back against the head board, facing her. What she was talking about was important, and yes. Those things had come across his mind before, but had been pushed aside from time to time, considering they seemed safe right now. Although, something he felt, was beginning tobother him.
"Do you feel that?" Meohisto asked. He neared closer to her, and put an arm around her, gently.
"I don't feel anything but your arm around me Mephi." She teased. In truth she felt nothing but the area around her at the moment.
Mephisto cuddled up to her again, gently nestling her, and he rubbed her tummy.
"Well, you know the Goddess let us get here safely. I'm sure she has protected us from the dark ones for some time. But, as far as they go, perhaps they thought we were dead."
He was sure he felt something just a second ago. It was a slight tremor of darkness, but that wasn't to be ignored. Ignoring it would be foolish.
"There's always Darkness. It's something that is in the galaxey." Aerith purred softly. Was there a point to him telling her this?? If there was she hoped to find out soon at best.
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 15, 2006 0:50:24 GMT -5
"Yes, that's true. Darkness must be to be there light. My pretty priestess." He said to her. He poked her slightly with his multi-pronged antler-like horns.
"But just a few seconds ago, I felt a coldness..."
She laughed and pushed him away covering her self back up and looking at him fondly.
"Aerith, Mephi.. Just Aerith.. " It was going to be long time before she would accept the title of preistess.
"Oh yes. Aerith. I understand." Mephisto said. He looked back at how playful she was. She was so much like a child, and yet, she was grown.
'How I love her so.' He thought to himself.
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 15, 2006 1:03:15 GMT -5
"Well for one I am going to get dressed. I will not be treated like a doll." Aerith grabbed for the thin robe she had at the side of the bed and wrapped it around her body and glided to a small closet.
Inside there were gowns of various degrees and formalities for which she knew. Reaching out a hand Aerith touched the soft fabrics and chose a light blue dress with sparkled diomands in it. Without another word she walked gracefully to the fresher' and closed the door.
Mephisto felt stricken. She was, yes she was very grown up now.He wondered for a second if he was going to be allowed to be left alone, or if he was going to make his way into that fresher and be with her. He would have much liked to see her get dressed.
Vile Beast. She thought as she slide into the dress. Aerith was reffering to mephi with his longing to look at her. Things were definatly diffrent now. Mephisto decided to let her have some privacy. Desire was not always something that someone needed. He got out of the bed and put on a robe, then walked over to the closet on the opposite wall. When he opened it, he found an array of priest’s clothing. He picked a set of sand colored robes and some simple wooden sandals. Then he got dressed in the room while Aerith dressed in the fresher.
It was funny actually, the way she was acting, but he liked her attitude. He laughed silently as he thought about her. And then he realized that today was only the beginning. Over the next five months, she would be likely to get very moody. Overall Life was good....
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 16, 2006 21:36:21 GMT -5
Chapter 12
Out in space, Darth Razor was traveling towards the middle rim in his infiltrator. He sat at the controls, checking the data banks location history. He remembered that he had tracked the frieghter after it came out of hyper space to be somewhere near the edges of the middle rim.
“Yes.” He said to himself. He punched a few dials. “This has to be it.” He brought up the grid. Not too far off was a somewhat large tropical planet with large patches of desert. One half of the planet was covered in ocean, and there seemed to be life forms there.
He concentrated on the force, feeding it with his hatred and disgust toward the two sith he was looking for. It was their fault he was out here, and their fault his master wasn’t happy. “YES ” He shouted. He found them.
He immidiately set coarse toward the planet. Once there, he would contact his master for further instructions
What amazed him was how they children had managed to escape the first time. Razor balled his hand into a tight fist, letting the blood drain. his hand tingled as he let it loose and reveled in the slight annoyed pain.
"Much as the two children." He whispered, licking his dry painted lips. His master would be pleased. He would have to be cautious as he entered the planet's atmosphere. Punshing a few buttons he seached for the species on the world. Razor's eyes narroewd as the description was revealed.
"It cannot be.."
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on Feb 16, 2006 21:56:52 GMT -5
Razor set to land in an area where there were no settlements, as to limit confrontations with these people for now. As soon as the ship landed, he contacted his master via holo transmission.
Lord Daerith curled his lips, as he heard the holo deck turn on. It didn't take his apprentice too long to find them, just as he expected. He turned and walked over to it, and looked upon the flickering blue hologram of Darth Razor.
"I've reached the planet, my master, and I've located our missing quarry....however. It seems that they had no problems at all blending in with the natives here, which would explain in part why they have survived. These creatures are nearly identical."
Daerith was sitting in his private rooms. There was litle decoration. All black marbled floors. Some say he never slept for there was no bed. Just a few plasterd chairs the desk compleated with all the nessacary equipment and little lighting.
'How could I have not sensed this years ago?' He mused at the news. Daerith was familiar with many racrs but this one race eluded him. he felt like attacking them but business before pleasure was his priority.
"This is much needed news my apprentice. I know that there is a port for small trading. When you arrive take refuge as a small trader anyway you can and find them. Take notes on anythng that may be useful. Stay unnoticed if you find them.. I will arrive shortly.Something is not right..."
he ended the communication before Razor could reply. Standing the dark man gazed across the room, folding hands behind his back as he bagan even darker plans.
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