A Song of Fire and Ice

[Lynn Nantaris]

The itch was becoming unbearable, everything was becoming difficult. This new body, this new gender, and most of all the lack of power. She stood in her bathroom, wearing nothing after a shower. The steam from the shower fogged the glass. As she wiped it away she saw her body and.... it did nothing for her, it was merely a means to an end. In reality, love, lust, affection, it was all a tool to another means.

Moving forward, she got dressed and made her way to the Galactic Alliance hanger. She asked where her ship was located and requested permission to visit a neighboring planet for diplomatic purposes. Once cleared, she made her way to the X-Wing. It was a custom build, but she liked the design over what was being made today. After being fitted with an astromech and being cleared for take off, she began prep of her ship. Once ready she lifted off the floor and lunged forward shooting like a bullet and exiting the planet.

It wasn't long after she left that she arrived on the planet. She touched down in a clearing and hoped out of her ship only to search it for a tracking device. She searched everything and found one in the ship and one in the astromech. She took a while to safely remove them, but to rig a device to make it seem like they were still active and she left them on the planet. She then got back in her ship and lunged into space again, but this time jumping to lightspeed and heading far out of Galactic space and into a now neutral territory.

She set her ship down on the and left it heading for a run down palace. She needed answers, answers that only this place could answer. She walked the halls of the palace, the once lively place, now only a dead place with no one. All who served here had left. She saw the spot everything changed, still blood caked the floor. She stared at the spot and felt...nothing. She made her way out of the palace, there was nothing left. She did make one more stop, a grave. She knelt down in front of it and looked at the name written on it, a name she no longer recognized. That wasn't exactly true, she knew the name as she was the one who wrote it and buried the body.

She spoke to the grave as if it could listen, "What did you forget? Why am I like this? WHAT DID YOU DO?!" In the end, it was futile, she knew it, the man in the grave knew it, but maybe voicing it here would spark a revelation. She stood once again and went away from the grave and palace all together. The next part, was a bit unexpected. As she walked away, the palace began to rock and shutter as explosions began making their way out to bring down the main supports and bring the palace down on itself. She could not afford to leave her old home standing.

She stood in a open field now as smoke plagued the sky and darkened it. She removed her gloves and rubbed her hands together, "Ok, time to get this right." She snapped her fingers on her right hand hoping for fire,,,,,but she got nothing. "KARK!!!!" She took a deep breath and focused on the Force. She let her anger fuel her, fill her and she used her techniques to strive to speed up the air's molecules to make fire, but still nothing happened. In anger she released a blast of the Force and ripped a tree by the roots. Her anger was only fueled even more by the headache to plague her brain. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down and breath. She could not lose herself to the Dark Side, she needed to avoid the Dark Side at all costs. 1...2...3... Breath. She stood again as the headache began to leave her.

She continued to keep herself calm and decided to try once more. She channeled the Force to try to produce fire. She bushed with the force to create a blast, but instead of fire there was ice. She launched a little bit of ice that formed a spike and hit a tree. Ice? Ice? She was never able to produce ice so how was this possible, more training and research needed to take place.

 

[Lynn Nantaris]

Surrounded in mystery is the young Lynn Corerunner. Who or what was she, or was she just a lowly padawan who lost her parents or guardians and merely kept that buried which made her seem more interesting than she really was. Words, that was all she was at the moment. She was not a great champion of battle, she was not some great scholar, she wasn't even a padawan to anyone. Yet, words had been known to change the world for better or for worse. What truly mattered was not what she had or had not been, but what she was now was what mattered.

She could feel the sweet caking her face and shirt, but still her only results aside from her ice spike in the tre was a little bit of frozen grass. She hated this feeling, this feeling of being so weak and mortal. She had to become more powerful, but the Force would take time. So for now she needed to clear her mind. She drew her lightsaber and ignited the violet blade. She readied it in the Makashi stance, she moved a step forward and moved her blade with her in a stab. Stepping back she brought it into a guard. She then moved into her dance of sorts. Moving her blade with not moves, no end to them, but one long and fluid movement. He style here could be compared to tai chi with a blade. With a hard step on the ground, her style changed from the fluid and smooth styles to the war dance. Her movements did not end or begin, but now they were more aggressive, more dominating. Since she was a young child, combat was how she remained sane and focused; it was her zin.

After an hour of this she stopped and replaced the blade to her hip. She felt centered, she felt in control. She looked around and went for the nearby tree. Planted her foot on a large branch and used it as leverage to rip of a piece. It was small and weak, but it would do. While she could not conjure ice properly, she could use an object to achieve her goals. She focused stick, harnessing and channeling the Force into it she felt the stick begin to get cold as crystals of ice began to materialized. She focused deeper letting it flow out until the crystals grew and merged together as if they were speaking to each other. They moved and merged until finally what was left was a knife made of ice. She spun it in her hand, it wasn't weighed properly so throwing it would be futile. but it was made. She smiled, it was small, but it was a step.

 

[Lynn Nantaris]

Hour after hour passed, but she knew she could not tap into the Force when she was denying herself who she really was. Anger began to build in her, flashing anger. It threatened to tear her apart unless she released it. It was then she was noticed, a slave of the palace came running at her in haste, "Master Jedi, Master Jedi, please, you have come to free us, all of us!" it was then when more slaves came from the burning building, well a small neighboring building, the slave quarters. This was it, her relief.

Her hatred burned inside her and she raised her hand and the crackling filled the air as lightning erupted from the girl's hand. It shot through the first slave, shooting into the next slave and the next after that. The screaming, the death, it was refreshing. A senseless killing, but needed to relieve his pain. She lowered her hand as the last of the slaves hit the ground, dead.

She knew she could not continue this, she would be caught eventually. She knew what she had to do, but for a while she fought it in hopes to avoid it. As time passed, she came to the conclusion that she could not fight it. She walked the distance to her ship. At her ship she began the set up of sending a message. "A message for [member="Darth Ferox"], I need your help in successfully infiltrating the Jedi. I am sending you my coordinates. I need you to wipe my memories and store them in my droid. Signed, Darth Vaildra." She smirked, she knew a Sith Lord could not refuse this opportunity, especially when a dead Sith Lord returns from the grave.

 

[Darth Ferus]

Validra, eh?

It was a name the Zabrak hadn't heard for many years now, and one he didn't particularly care to hear again. The man was.. He had no words he could think of for how he felt about the peculiar Sith. Yet, he knew the were uses with having someone sent into the Jedi Order as a spy. So he took the first flight out to where the meeting was located. Of course, it could always be a trap, so he came well armed.

But none the less, the ship of Darth Ferox arrived in [member="Lynn Corerunner"] 's hanger.

 

[Lynn Nantaris]

While she waited, Lynn grabbed her old Sith armor and robes to hide her and her face. She set the helmet's voice filter to mask her female voice to her former voice. Before she revealed the Dark Transfer, she needed to convince her rival it was her. It was then that she let go of her cloak making her appear light side and let all her power lose. She was having trouble with the Force simply because she was constantly masking herself which was tiresome. She made her way to what was left of the Sith Empire's hanger and knelt down to begin a Sith Meditation. If she was going to be successful to winning [member="Darth Ferox"] over this would be the last time she could properly meditate on the Dark Side. She knew her goals, she knew what she had to do.

As she sat and meditate she pondered how to win him over. She was confident that he was still an assassin even with the fall of the One Sith which wasn't at all surprising. The Dark Lord needed to be killed, but the Sith Lord's who tried to replace him were weak and did not know what it meant to be Sith. Being completely honest, she had been no better. She always saw herself as a True Sith, but [member="Katelyn Feanor"] and [member="Alexandra Feanor"] proved he had attachments. While attachments weren't against the Sith way they gave her weakness and ultimately it led to the death of Hakora, but the Dark Side had other plans. She was the rebirth and she was much different than her former self. She would not let her own pride come before the Sith, with the fall of the orthodox and abomination known as One Sith it left the Sith scattered, she would bring them together once more. Would she be the leader? Maybe, but in reality, she would be needed in another avenue. Hence, she needed Darth Ferox to help her.

As long as she had her hate and her power, her family, Jedi Masters, even old friends could potentially reveal her. When Ferox arrived she would offer him a deal. For this time, their goals were probably alligned. If he wiped her memory and replaced it with a false memory called Lynn Corerunner that Vaildra had developed and placed on a disk then he could take his powers and funnel them into a gem that would also store the memories. It would leave Lynn weak as a Padawan, maybe even more so, but she could become stronger in the Light Side and truly become a Jedi. With her false memories she would have all she needs to become the Jedi she needed to be. Then, when she reclaims her power and memories she would be far more powerful and in a position to help the Sith Assassins with bringing down the Jedi. They could both get what they want without the need to turn on each other. The way of the sith was the strong rule, but like their forefathers, the Sith were patient and together they could set a trap that would make Palpatine look like a fool.

In her meditation, she smiled, it was perfect, it was the way of the Sith.

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest would find himself escorted to [member="Lynn Corerunner"] by one of the guards. He made no movement to do anything else but follow, for though Validra had never been a friend he did have his uses in his skills. And, there was always the opportunity to end a potential rival or nuisance. Into the room he went, and with a frown he gazed upon that familiar armor, seated down in 'his' meditation.

"You rang?"

 

[Lynn Nantaris]

Lynn looked up from under her mask as the presence of her rival had been made known. She saw a guard come with him which clearly wasn't one of his. She could not let him live the knowledge of what was about to transpire. The less that knew, the better. As she stood she spoke to the Sith Lord, "Hello old friend, please, take a seat." She motioned to the end of the table. She then turned her gaze on the gair and lifted her hand with the Force causing him to lift off the ground, checking, until his neck snapped. "A needless action, but you will learn I will want as little knowing our dealings as possible. First things first. Hakora Feanor is dead." She placed her hands to her helmet and lofted the mask off as her hair cascaded down over her shoulders. "This body murdered him and with every ounce of my power I transfered and took over the body." She then took a seat across at the other end of the table and placed her mask on the table. " as you can imagine looking at this body, it presents an interesting opportunity. If I use all my powers and put them into a living crystal we can then take all my memories of being Vaildra and put them into it and replace the mind of this body with false memories to create the perfect Jedi." Lynn brushed the hair from her face and smirked her classic smirk, "Now, I need you to be the one to wipe the memories and place the crystal in that black box and then into my Droid. I have outlined the false memories to make, but do not expect I am asking you to do this out of the kindness of your heart. We Sith are weakening and need to rise again, but not as the abomination that was One Sith. Having a sith within the Jedi, hidden and able to get in the higher ranks provides us the opportunity to crush them as our forefathers once did. I think we can both agree this is something we both seek."
[member="Krest"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

There wasn't so much as a flinch from the Zabrak as he sat down and listened to the man die. A show of strength from [member="Lynn Corerunner"] , to prove who and what she could still be a threat. Which was good,for if she hadn't there was no doubt in his mind he wouldn't have believed she was Validra. "So you wish to infiltrate the Jedi as an unknowing pawn of the Sith." There was a bit of irony there, and Krest chuckled.

"I don't see why not. But, I can't do this memory thing. I know who can though."

 

[Lynn Nantaris]

Lynn placed two fingers to the bridge of her nose, why couldn't she just do this alone. She rather hated the reliance of others and now she would have to bring another into the equation. Though, this was for the Sith, while conflict and rivalry was the way of the sith so they were not loyal to each other, they were both loyal to the ways of the Sith.

"Who did you have in mind?" She spoke with a cold, icy tone, one that was new to her. Death had made Vaildra cold rather than the Master of Fire. To do what needed to be done, being cold would be perfect.

[member="Krest"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

"A friend, who will tell you their name if they see fit to. My associates enjoy their.. Ambiguity." Of course, that didn't stop him from pulling out a holocell and connecting right to [member="Darth Abyss"] . Upon his answer, the Zabrak would smile wide, ignoring [member="Lynn Corerunner"] for a moment. "Ah, Famine. Good to see you my friend. I have a favor to ask, one that I'm sure you'd enjoy. A Sith Lord has approached me in a new body asking to wipe their memories so they can infiltrate the Jedi. I believe such a tactic will have it's uses, so please, come to my location when you can." And there it was. The beginning of such a monumental task had been set in motion.

 

[Darth Abyss]

That sounded like a fairly interesting opportunity, one Abyss would not pass up on. It was weird to get such a request from @Darth Ferox, as he had always seen the red assassin as to straight forward in his ways to fall back on backstabbing and keeping tabs on his enemies. That was more the style of Abyss himself. Yet while he knew that Ferox wouldn't invest his time in creating a hole inside the jedi order, he wouldn't pass upon an opportunity that presented itself to him openly. He was like any other sith, pragmatic to the core.

"I am one my way."

The message was short, but there wasn't much to say besides it. Minutes after he had informed his allie that he was coming, he finished his preparations and followed to the coordinates given to him. It would take him a few hours to get there, but at least he took the shortest possible way without any stops in between.

His ship touched the surface besides the two others there, the figure of the mindeater emerging from his small starfighter. He didn't had to search, he simply followed the presence of Ferox, until he reached the other sith lord, looking both at the zabrak and the other person he had not seen before.

"You have called for me, war? Tell me more about this project."

[member="Lynn Corerunner"]

 

[Lynn Nantaris]

Lynn smiled as [member="Krest"] made the necessary actions to being the process. She didn't care about names, in all reality she only cared about the Sith and herself. Anything that got in the way of that was just an obstacle. She stood from her seat and motioned for Krest to follow. "While we wait, you may join me or help with the crystal." She moved down the hallway of the hanger and outside where she had set up a large cauldron and a cage with some slaves in it. She first went to the cauldron and made sure everything she needed for this was laid out.

Without turning to the Sith Lord, she continued their conversation. "I assume you are familiar with Sith Alchemy still? In my early years I developed a formula that with the combination of innocent blood, and power I was able to store the power of a Gen'dai Sith Lord I killed. Using that same concept, I show create another crystal that will store not only my memories, but my desires. I will also store a majority of my power in it. This will act as a....Force Light reaction if you will and should my calculations be correct, it will leave me with my connection to the Force, but wipe my connection to the Dark Side allowing me to fully devote myself, with the new memories to being the perfect Jedi." She would listen to her fellow Sith, but began making preparations for the development. One by one she would kill the slaves, making sure to torture them a bit so they died with fear in them. She had learned that this was a effective way to channel the Dark Side to her creation. Unlike the staff she made before from this, this would take quite a lot of work and time to create.



[member="Darth Abyss"]

 

[Lynn Nantaris]

[member="Krest"] [member="Darth Abyss"]

Hey guys, I decided to scrap the Vaildra story line and make Lynn her own thing. Thank you guys so much for your help!