Xis
Warlord Xis
Sitting at a table in his personal quarters aboard the Widow-class frigate, Xis ate his dinner. On the plate before him a nerf steak cooked to perfection, as he cut into the thick slab of meat Xis allowed himself a small sense of enjoyment as the smell of grilled meat filled his nostrils. Few enjoyed the finer things in life more than Xis, and even less could live without it. One could be at the top one day and at the next end up on the lowest rung clinging on for dear life. Much like the One Sith had, a group of self-proclaimed powerful beings that were now crumbling in upon themselves. The same could be said of the Black Sun, they had been a constant for millennia climbing up the food chain and a few years ago had been powerful before dropping harder than an exhausted bantha. Now they were nothing, that was the meaning of this trip. There would be no way for one to track him as he'd made three random jumps before leaving his planet of Falleen and then another 3 jumps before coming to Panatha. Such precautions were always necessary for one such as himself.
Xis was back and with him so to would the Black Sun return. The Falleen had spent many years out in the Unknown Regions unable to come back to the organization that needed him most. Back to the only thing he could truly say he loved. He would revive the festering corpse of the Black Sun or die trying, but first he needed allies, and who better than those who had suffered a similar fate? Holding out his hand palm up Xis motioned for the young human serving him. The boy could’ve been no more than twenty, freckles littered his pale skin and his green eyes were filled with a wonder Xis had saw in many beings. “I assume you read up and did your research on this Black Empire.” Xis said taking his first bite of the Nerf steak. The taste was exquisite and caused his taste buds to tingle. “So tell me about them.” Xis said motioning for the young boy to sit.
“Y-Yes Lord Xis!” The young boy said stumbling over his words, he had been so caught off guard he hadn’t noticed Xis’ offer to sit. No matter let him stand. “The Black Empire from my gatherings and contacts seems to be a political power that is separate from the One Sith, though is comprised of many from them. Panatha used to be an ally of the one Sith but the Galactic Alliance were able to cut off all trade routes leaving them all but helpless. Now it seems that they’re gathering power to strike out, there’s even mention of them attacking One Sith territory.”
There were obviously facts missing, and Xis knew all the information already. He was simply testing his servant? Aid? Weren’t all those beneath him just servants? “You didn’t tell me who was the Emperor. It is an Empire, of course it would have a leader.”
Freezing the boy’s eyes widened. He had heard the rumors of what happened to those that had failed Xis. The Falleen tolerated much, failure wasn’t one of them. “I am sorry my Lord, my contacts didn-“ He fell silent eyes bulging as an invisible hand seized around his throat.
“Were you about to lie to me? Say that your contacts didn’t mention who was leading them.” Without waiting for an answer Xis began lifting the boy in the air with his telekinetic might. “I know they did because I also discussed similar matters with them.”
“Then why did you ask me?!” The boy gasped out face turning bloodshine crystal.
“It was a test, and you failed.” With a thought Xis finished the boy, a sharp snap filled the air and the boys’ corpse dropped to the floor. Appetite now ruined the Falleen rose activating his com link. “Please send janitorial by my personal chambers, seems I made a mess.” Stepping over the body the Falleen made his way out the room and to the hanger, they’d be approaching Panatha any minute and he couldn’t wait to meet this Emperor.
An hour later Xis was on his way down to the planet standing in a Graul-class dropship. He was the only one, no guards accompanied him nor soldiers. He planned on walking into the heart of the Black Empire showing no fear, no joy, nothing. Public display of emotions was beneath a Falleen. He had contacted the Black Empire a standard week earlier to set up this meeting he only hoped that they’d offer him a warm welcome. Considering they were Sith, Xis came expecting the worst.
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Xis was back and with him so to would the Black Sun return. The Falleen had spent many years out in the Unknown Regions unable to come back to the organization that needed him most. Back to the only thing he could truly say he loved. He would revive the festering corpse of the Black Sun or die trying, but first he needed allies, and who better than those who had suffered a similar fate? Holding out his hand palm up Xis motioned for the young human serving him. The boy could’ve been no more than twenty, freckles littered his pale skin and his green eyes were filled with a wonder Xis had saw in many beings. “I assume you read up and did your research on this Black Empire.” Xis said taking his first bite of the Nerf steak. The taste was exquisite and caused his taste buds to tingle. “So tell me about them.” Xis said motioning for the young boy to sit.
“Y-Yes Lord Xis!” The young boy said stumbling over his words, he had been so caught off guard he hadn’t noticed Xis’ offer to sit. No matter let him stand. “The Black Empire from my gatherings and contacts seems to be a political power that is separate from the One Sith, though is comprised of many from them. Panatha used to be an ally of the one Sith but the Galactic Alliance were able to cut off all trade routes leaving them all but helpless. Now it seems that they’re gathering power to strike out, there’s even mention of them attacking One Sith territory.”
There were obviously facts missing, and Xis knew all the information already. He was simply testing his servant? Aid? Weren’t all those beneath him just servants? “You didn’t tell me who was the Emperor. It is an Empire, of course it would have a leader.”
Freezing the boy’s eyes widened. He had heard the rumors of what happened to those that had failed Xis. The Falleen tolerated much, failure wasn’t one of them. “I am sorry my Lord, my contacts didn-“ He fell silent eyes bulging as an invisible hand seized around his throat.
“Were you about to lie to me? Say that your contacts didn’t mention who was leading them.” Without waiting for an answer Xis began lifting the boy in the air with his telekinetic might. “I know they did because I also discussed similar matters with them.”
“Then why did you ask me?!” The boy gasped out face turning bloodshine crystal.
“It was a test, and you failed.” With a thought Xis finished the boy, a sharp snap filled the air and the boys’ corpse dropped to the floor. Appetite now ruined the Falleen rose activating his com link. “Please send janitorial by my personal chambers, seems I made a mess.” Stepping over the body the Falleen made his way out the room and to the hanger, they’d be approaching Panatha any minute and he couldn’t wait to meet this Emperor.
An hour later Xis was on his way down to the planet standing in a Graul-class dropship. He was the only one, no guards accompanied him nor soldiers. He planned on walking into the heart of the Black Empire showing no fear, no joy, nothing. Public display of emotions was beneath a Falleen. He had contacted the Black Empire a standard week earlier to set up this meeting he only hoped that they’d offer him a warm welcome. Considering they were Sith, Xis came expecting the worst.
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