A Midnight Premonition

[Seraphina Shel'tah]

The girl's eyes met those of [member="Darth Ferus"]. A scowl formed on her face as he spoke to her. She wasn't certain what to believe anymore. Was she in fact dreaming? Or was this all some kind of sick Sith illusion he had cooked up and she had somehow been forced into it? The last thing she remembered was....Her mind drew a blank. She couldn't remember what she was doing or where she was. All she remembered was walking towards her family's home. When all of this started.

She would have reached for her lightsaber, but for the moment would appease the Sith by indulging in his game. What more could go wrong? If this were some sort of illusion, he had already defeated her and there was little else she could do. If not, she would have another opportunity soon enough to defeat him. And so she sat, crossed her legs, and begrudgingly obliged the red skinned Zabrak, at least for now.

"So then speak, Sith."

 

[Darth Ferus]

"You are not Jedi. You are the embodiment of what is wrong with them. A woman obsessed with her emotions, not in control of them. A Jedi should not let themselves submit to anger, no matter the reason. You have proven only that you are not ready for such a burden." He would speak calmly, the red lips of the man hardly moving. "You fight an idea, however. And you hate an idea. All of these visions, from the floats to this dream, I have shown you because that is what you -want- to believe are Sith. That is what you feel deep down is what every single person will do because they are Sith.

But that is not the case. The Sith code says nothing about slaughtering people. Nothing about endangering lives of those below you.

Peace is a lie, there is only Passion.

Through Passion, I gain Strength.
Through Strength, I gain Power.

Through Power, I gain Victory.

Through Victory, my chains are broken.

The Force shall set me free."

There was a pause for the red man before he started again.

"You live off passion, making you more Sith than you'd ever want to be. I expected more of one who calls them self a Jedi. But now, now you have a choice to make. This choice will allow you to wake up, and you will never again have this dream. You must either Kill me and continue down this road of hypocrite, arrest me and take the road of a true jedi, or a third option I am sure you do not expect."

Holding up a hand, he would change the white room to that of a small apartment. Within it was a red headed female human, and a blue haired child nestled in her arms. The pair were smiling. "That is my wife, and my child. I will do anything to protect them. I am in the Sith for that very reason. The Darkside will consume all of it's children, but I will gladly let myself be consumed for the sake of them. But this does not mean I sit idly by. You cannot kill an idea Sera. But you can push it to a new direction. Come with me, join the Sith, and you can help change them for the better." Despite it being a lie, the promise of change at least, everything else was very, very real. The wife, the child. Those were both things that existed in Ferus's life. Both things that he would lay down his life for.

"No matter what you choose, you will find me on Tatooine. Bring who ever you want, or no one, if you wish to end this. Now, choose."

 

[Seraphina Shel'tah]

The Twi'lek listened to the banter of the red-skinned Zabrak known as [member="Darth Ferus"]. She sat, quietly, allowing the words of the man to dance about in her mind. Every single word coursed through her psyche as he tried so desperately to shine some bit of light upon the Sith. To make them seem as if they were not the war mongering descendants of the monsters of centuries long since passed. As he concluded his speech she would stand, looking straight into his eyes.

"I have been to Prakith. I have witnessed the monstrous creations your kind give birth to through unnatural and horrible means. I have watched as Darth Hauntruss conjured spirits of the dead and other entities of horror. I have seen the countless slaughter of innocent lives on Manaan, and again on Kashyyyk. Your Sith code, you say it speaks nothing of slaughtering lives and yet the very first stanza is that peace is a lie. If peace is a lie what is there? War. And destruction. Your words now are the same serpents of that code you preach. You think that because I share a single emotional quality that I am no Jedi? You misunderstand the entire philosophy behind the meaning of the Jedi. Emotions are a dangerous tool to be controlled. My emotions, despite being radical, are controlled. They are focused on the extermination of the darkest entity this galaxy has ever witnessed. Like my ancestors before, and like the Jedi of old, your Sith empire will fall once again."

The view of the man's family hurt. They were innocents. Innocents that would not be spared, should the tables be turned, as he showed in this dream only shortly before by murdering her own. "You say you would do whatever it took to ensure the safety of those you love? As would I. You've killed my family here, and you would do the same if this were not a vision of my subconscious. They would not be spared for the sake of innocence. That is what separates you and I, Sith. You are the plague that we will again destroy. Your oppression, your deceit, and your tyranny know no bounds."

She ignited her sabers, the fire in her eyes reflecting from the pupils of the man she stared at. "I will never join the Sith. Should the Jedi cast me aside, I will fight the Sith until my last breath escapes my lips."

The girl's lips quivered as she turned down a path she had yet to willingly traverse. And there was no going back. The purple and green blades hummed in fury as they slashed across the man's chest in a crossing fashion. "The sands of Tatooine await you, my Lord."

 

[Darth Ferus]

He would nod respond to [member="Seraphina Shel'tah"] any longer. She had made her choice, and he would not push any farther. But as the blades crossed the dream Darth's chest, a grin, similar to the one on Onderaan before the explosion, would form onto his red lips again. His body would fade at the cuts, and simply put he would have no more pull in this part of the story. Ferus would be waiting on Tatooine though.