The Dark Side is calling

[Cloaked Figure]

Deep in the shadows hid a figure trenched in a black material robe. The face was perfectly hidden in the hood making it not clear if it was a male or female, what species or even if it was living or mechanical. What was clear was it have the shape of a humanoid. It was long past the fall of the suns. The worst of people were out in the city tonight including the shadowed figure.


The intentions of the Figure were uncertain, but it did appear it was searching for someone. Behind the scene the figure was searching through the Force looking for the perfect prey. The figure began to move within shadows on the hunt for it's prey looking to find the perfect subject.



[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"]

 

[Katelyn Feanor]

[member="Cloaked Figure"]

Thick globs of rain fell from the dark sky, splattering against the concrete and pavement ground, collecting in small puddles of rainwater as people of all shapes and sizes walked upon the street. One in particular didn't stand out from the rest physically, but she did so through the force. She was draped in a black hoodie, the hood pulled over her short punk brown hair which was currently hiding one of her violet eyes from view. Her left metal hand was clenched together, making the metal fingers bend inwards towards the center of the palm. Her mind was current a mix of anger, hurt...and most of all loneliness. She was moving rather slowly, showing how she felt on complete accident.

Katelyn brought her right hand up and tugged on her black hood, covering more of the right side of her face. Her dark brown hair fell over her left eye, shielding it from view and from looking around upon the street. Her single visible violet eye just stayed upon the ground in front of her...completely oblivious to the people around her...as if she were alone...in some "Safe Haven."

 

[Cloaked Figure]

Lurking, waiting, sensing, the figure sought out it's prey with unrelenting patience. After a a little over an hour the Figure found it's prey, a force user. Instantly it unleashed it's mintal torture on it's prey causing extreme fear, anxiety, hatred, and anger. The attack was relentless and the force user was overwhelmed, but would the force user overcome? Insanity took hold and the force user grabbed their lightsaber and ran it through themselves killing the young boy. The figure waited, this was not the right prey. It would continue it's search even if it meant killing hundreds before finding a strong enough force user.

[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"]

 

[Katelyn Feanor]

[member="Cloaked Figure"]

Katelyn stopped dead in her tracks, sensing something. Something that was...dark, malevolent..fear inducing. Katelyn walked over to a short alleyway, closing her violet eyes to dig into the force. As she was searching, her ears perked up when she heard a lightsaber wiz and the screams of some civilians in fear and terror. She was hesitant at first, but decided to check anyways...encase somebody was injured and needed some help.

What Katelyn saw, shocked her to her core. There, lying upon the pavement...was a young boy, her eyes caught hold of a lightsaber thrown to his side. Her violet eyes were taking in every detail as her mind swam with questions about what had happened. Until she came upon the face of the boy, he was dying...and his face...it was a face of relief and goodwill. Dread poured through Katelyn when she saw this. She quickly ducked her head back behind the wall as one of the police looked her way, making eye contact.

Katelyn's voice was filled with a hint of stress and annoyance. "Chit..."

Katelyn reached out through the force until coming upon the mind of the guard. She opened her eyes as she did so to make eye contact once the police entered the alleyway. Katelyn spoke in a slight whisper of eagerness yet a type of monotone tone. "You will...turn around and capture the person who was closest to the boy." It was a few seconds before the guard responded, his voice full of disgust. "Who are YOU?" She tried again, this time keeping her voice calm and trying to keep it void of emotion "You will turn around and capture the person who was closest to the boy!" It felt like an eternity until the guard finally responded, his voice monotone. "I will turn around and capture the person who was closest to the boy." By the time the police left, Katelyn was sighing in relief and sweating despite it raining still. It had taken a lot of energy to trick the guard...but she did do it, eventually.

 

[Cloaked Figure]

The figure took no comfort in killing the boy, in fact it felt nothing at all. It stood, hidden by the shadows watching the scene that played out before it. Rain cascaded from the sky pouring on the fallen boy and causing the blood to run through the streets and nearby drain. The boy was young and weak, the weak died, this was the way of the Galaxy and to deny that was to deny truth. The eyes of the figure glowed for a moment piercing the darkness with two small embers. The hunter felt a new prey coming.

He felt the presence of something new, a girl. She was small and young and strong with the Force. He watched as the scenes played out between her and the guards. She refused to fight, coward. Did she believe she was alone? If not, did she believe sending them away would save them? Under her control, the guards turned to leave. As the moved in front of the figure he stepped from the shadows and a lightsaber of a brilliant violent was birthed from his hand and with two swift moments he cut the guards down and their lives were ended. The figure turned on the girl now.

No words were uttered, his eyes, no longer visible All he was was a walking black robe. No words were uttered, but the blade remained drawn. It slowly moved across the alley in a manner much like floating. The slow movement, growing ever closer, the fear would be intoxicating. Still with no words, the figure turned it's power of summoning fear on her. It was far from the level of a master, more along the lines of a low level Sith. If she could not instantly resist she would begin seeing the things she feared most all around her. This fear would only build. If she did not fight it, she would be swallowed by the fear and feel true insanity. The only relief she would feel was her own blade through her throat.

[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"]


[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"]

 

[Katelyn Feanor]

[member="Cloaked Figure"]

Shadows enveloped Katelyn's vision and mind, causing her body to collapse against the alley wall closest to the hooded figure. Her black hood of her jacket slumped back as her body did so, revealing her black hair which quickly became soaked due to the heavy rain. The overhanging part of Katelyn's hair which was over her let eye became soaked, sticking close to her face. Her hand's rested upon her legs as she was 'unconscious.'

Katelyn awoke to find herself within a dark door, she was standing near a table where a revolver was loaded with five bullets within it's chamber and no nearby bullets. A light flashed on, revealing six people who were strapped to chairs. All of them were people that Katelyn knew and/or loved. It range from Katelyn's love, Pvt. Viper or Serenity as she knew her. Katelyn's father, Josiah Denko, who she ignored greatly after he had severed her left arm. Gray Raxis, who Katelyn had a crush on at one point...before things went sour. Krux Mullarus, a friend who helped encourage Katelyn to leave the First Order. Than there was Felran Natri, someone who Katelyn greatly respected after they fought together to survive a spaceship crash. The last one, was Katelyn mother. She had dark red hair, jade eyes and fair skin.

A voice sounded over her mind which also flashed images of Katelyn's past only twisted. "KILL ALL but TWO!" As the voice spoke, Katelyn fell to her knees placing a hand to her temple to steady to herself. Than, the fearful images and memories increased in velocity and dread...flashing more frequently until becoming a single movie of nonstop horror. Katelyn's violet eyes shut close in pain, fear and dread. No, she couldn't lost now now! Fight it Katelyn! FIGHT this fear...this dread! Don't let it control you like it did all of those years ago!!

Katelyn kept the hand on her temple and slowly opened her violet eyes before rising shakily on her feet. She brought her left hand over to the table, griping the pistol in hand before aiming and fire.

Five
Four
Three
Two
ONE

Katelyn closed her eyes as the fifth and last bullet fired off from the gun. After a minute, she opened her eyes to fully realize who she had killed. The only ones who she hadn't shot were Serenity and her Mother. Then, her mother and Serenity burst into flames before Katelyn was blanketed in darkness again. Witnessing the fear and dread once more, only this time...worse. This time, Gore, Betrayal and even worse things were involved. Katelyn crumpled into a ball, trying to shield herself from the onslaught whilst trying to fight it. She felt as if she were dying, repeatably...each time worse than the next until they all blurred into one.

Then Katelyn heard a voice...her mother's voice telling her to not give up to not give in. This helped Katelyn find the strength to push through until coming to another obstacle. Her mother and Serenity were strapped to chair's again and she held the pistol..but only one bullet was loaded in it. Katelyn stumbled back a few steps, examining her right arm to see blood flow down it. What is happening to me? Better yet, who do I choose? Myself, Serenity...or my Mother? Well...I should go with my instinct. Katelyn pointed the gun and fired before everything turned to black


Katelyn awoke with a start, opening her violet eyes before happening upon the hooded figure. She felt no fear nor dread as she stood and locked her eyes upon the hooded figure. She saw his saber but didn't act or react. Just merely stood in front of the hooded figure, staring into him. She felt a sharp tingle and warmth on her right arm before looking towards her right arm to see scratch marks running down it. She turned away from it and focused back onto the figure, ignoring the sharp tingling in her right arm.

 

[Cloaked Figure]

[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"]

The fun part of causing fear was seeing it. The cloaked figure watched in the shadows of her mind her fears play out. It wasn't exactly her mind though. The figure was creating almost a new reality. It was a small world where her fears populated it and ran it. She had full control over the outcome, but the Force caused every second she was in there to grow. he saw a table and a gun with five shots in it. There were 6 people, but she was ordered by her fears, not the figure, to kill all but two.

Fear consumed her and she seemed unable to accomplish the task, but her skin glowed a bit signally that a positive thought was happening. If she channeled the light side or dark, the place would tell him. This was unfortunate, but not a deal breaker. Four went down easily, leaving two. These were the two she cherished most and therefore she had cousin which two she'd actually need to kill. Both minds were returned to reality as she fired the last shot.

The figure stood before her, still using the shadows to hide his identity completely. "You have a power deep in you, yet you chose mercy instead of freeing yourself from their shackles, why?" His voice sounded much like a sinister voice should. The air began to feel cold, but an natural cold. Starting from where the Figure stood the ground began to frost over as the frost grew into beautiful designs, but the scene was anything but beautiful. "I could kill you, it would be easy, would you like that? Or." He paused, his speech already slow, but growing slower as he articulated his words, spending time on each syllable, "Do...you...crave...more?" His eyes began to glow once again suggesting he was not something human.

 

[Katelyn Feanor]

[member="Cloaked Figure"]

Katelyn was taken back when the figure spoke but still resumed her neutral expression. That is, until the figure asked Katelyn a question. The question which was why, why did she hide her power from others and let it go to waste. Katelyn was dumbstruck at this question, having no answer for a few minutes until finally coming to a conclusion. Her voice was mostly steady yet slightly shaky once she began to speak too the figure. "I choose mercy and to hide my power because....I hold unto my past too much. I always believe I'm worthless...becasue that's all people have every called me. Well...most people anyways..." Katelyn brought her left hand up, wiping her damp hair from her left eyes as the rain slowly began to deplete until it became a light sprinkle of rain. Than...the next question began. 'Do...you...crave...more?' What did this thing mean by 'more?' More power, fear...what was it?!

Katelyn stood in place for a short while before responding. The fear had changed her mentally that was true...it had helped merge her two personalities. It merged her 'regular' personality along with her 'split' or killer personality. "...I crave more! What of it....what do you want from me, creature?"

 

[Cloaked Figure]

The air only grew more cold as the rain became snow. The figure stood close to her, the smell of death would be intoxicating. It would now be clear at this distance why the figure's face stayed hidden, there was no face. Human in appearance, but this was not a creature or person of this world. His words, as chiling as the air around them, still lacked emotion or fear. They were steady and showed no hesitation. "Weakness, your past is weak, the people you hold onto make you weak, but my master can free you. He can make you whole again, make you who you are...truely suppose to be."


[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"]

 

[Katelyn Feanor]

[member="Cloaked Figure"]

[media]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=95DxDR1z1fk[/media]

Katelyn closed her eyes for a split second before opening them. Her violet eyes stared right into the face of the figure, showing no fear or hesitation. Only showing what was needed, what she truly was under all of her flaws. A creature craving for power, glory, lust...hiding their wrath on the inside in their mind only to be used at the right moment.

Katelyn wasn't "Katelyn" anymore. Katelyn had died during the fear sequence. The woman who now stood in front of the cloaked figure was merely Katelyn's physical shell...on the inside was a brewing storm. Just waiting to be unleashed upon those who stand in her way. To kill her friends...save for one. Deep down she wouldn't kill Serenity. Why? Because, Serenity actually believed in Katelyn...and listened to her. She was like Katelyn's counter-weight.

Who she would need to kill, but not actually kill. She would need to fake the murder of Serenity so that Serenity could escape. Now...then there was Gray. Gray Raxis...once the one Katelyn loved...until she died that is.


The woman kept quiet for a good long while before responding, her voice empty of any emotion save for greed. "Then do it...take me to your master! Oh....and the name's Astrid..."

 

[Darth Vaildra]

[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"]

The clocked figure smiled, well if it was possible, it would have. It was not happy, sad, angry, or anything really, It was a Force Wraith, it needed nothing and only existed to serve his master. The Wraith would vanish, followed swiftly by the girl receiving a lightsaber hilt to the back of the head to knock her out. It was a precise move, but the origins or presence of a second individual would have been lost on the young girl. Using the Force, the newly named Astrid would float behind the second figure as he led her to his ship.

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Later, she would awaken in a metal room strapped to a bed. No longer on the same planet, but this would not be obvious. There was merely a metal table, used primarily for torture and a new figure. The figure stood, covered in beskar from head to toe with a robe over it. His face was hidden by a mask. He stood looking at the girl and waiting for her to awaken. As she would awoke, still he would not speak.

 

[Katelyn Feanor]

[member="Darth Vaildra"]

As Astrid laid upon a bed within the metal room, her physical body was still...yet her mental state wasn't. Her persona was now split between three different beings. Katelyn Thanewulf, who was too weak to break away from the Past. Azr'ael, the blood thirsty and prideful ...only relying on her ability to kill. Lastly, there was Astrid, the newly created one who in all ways....was superior. She had locked her past behind a metaphorical vault in her mind, and released her guard on her split-personality. Allowing it the ability to from with another, as one new being.

Astrid stood in a black room in her mind, watching Katelyn and Azr'ael fighting it out. First with words, then fists...weapons...until they backed off and started arguing again.

Astrid was thrown from this vision in her mind when the cut on her right arm rubbed harshly against part of the metal frame of the table. Her vision was hazy at first, everything was a blur but she did see a black blob. As her vision cleared, the blob was shown to be a man in beskar armor standing above her in a ceremonial mask...watching her.

Astrid knew better than to move, as she felt the metal clamps on her legs and right arm along with the electrical clamp on her left arm. Which temporarily disabled the arm for as long as the clamp was touching her arm.

Astrid's voice didn't take shape of any type, save for a neutral expression which followed suite with her now aligned neutral voice. "What is this place? Why am I here?"

 

[Darth Vaildra]

It is always that last little that is the hardest to snuff out. Darth Vaildra watched her as she was asleep and awake, physically and through the Force. If Vaildra knew about her multiple personalities he would say only one would live when he was done. She held on to people thinking that her convictions now would remain so. By the time she was done under his training she would willingly, nay she would on her own desires kill Serenity.

Much like Darth Malgus who had a slave turned lover she would realize her devotion and love for this other person would weaken her, give her something her enemies could use against her. In the Sith Empire your enemies could easily be your allies. This was why Vaildra would need to break her first. He knew she had the power to be a great Sith, but first she needed to be unlocked and pain was the way. Like him when he was younger, she needed a crucible and her crucible would be a common one, Sith Lightning.

Vaildra walked closer, still no words would be uttered, only one hand raising. The air would crackle under the changes as Lightning shot from Vaildra's hand to cascade over her body and unleash a swarm all over her. It was very controlled, enough to maximize pain, but not enough to kill or seriously injure. It was cruel, he would not kill her, but the pain she would have to endure would break her to her very core, but she in turn would find herself in Vaildra's position doing this with her own apprentice. This was not the One Sith and no hands would be held. He held the power and she had to experience the power and then crave it. This was what made true sith stronger, they were not friends, they were warriors and they tempered each other to make a strong, unbreakable chain.


[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"]

 

[Katelyn Feanor]

[member="Darth Vaildra"]

Astrid's violet eyes locked with the man's eyes through the mask, staring directly at where she believed they should be located. Her expression wasn't tightened but relaxes in a sort of neutral yet malevolent way. Her eyes were void of any emotion, as she was trying to hide it.

Astrid's violet eyes then followed the man's outstretched hang as it crackled with lightning. Her body wiggled despite the clamps, trying to escape judgment from this man...yet it was to no avail. The lightning struck Astrid fiercely in the abdomen first, this was where the lightning was most concentrated until it began to branch out along her body. Her abdomen was still the central target, the other parts of her body were just side targets to further dive the pain inwards.

Astrid's expression and violet eyes didn't tighten at first. She gritted her teeth once the lighting hit her abdomen head on before her expression tightened in pain followed by her violet eyes. The shocks were everywhere along her body, shocking her...injuring her...yet not severely. Why doesn't he just kill me? Wait...that's it! If he isn't trying to kill me...he is trying to make me break free of my chains. Too bad it won't....Astrid's thoughts were cut off as a fiercer ripple of lighting hit her body, this time more powerful than the last. Astrid's eyes eyes locked in pain along with her teeth almost simultaneously. Her body began to shake due to the lighting and the restraints keeping her down.

It was like a fuel...fueling her pain, anger, and regret. Astrid's thoughts were not longer focused on Serenity in the least...but on survival. Yet...she still kept onto Serenity.

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Darth Vaildra's Wraith had done good in their choice. From Vaildra's experience there were two types of people, those who tried to handle torture and those who couldn't. He found that it didn't matter one's force alignment which person they were, but their will and she had a strong will. This would be a good thing in the long run, but for here and now, this wasn't a favoured thing. It meant to break her it could take days. There was s skill to torture and Vaildra believed with enough time, treatment and tools anyone could be broken. She was holding on to something, most likely a person and while she was still fresh minded he would find out who.

He harnessed the Force and would attempt to try and evade her mind with his, if successful it would be painful, but he would earn all he wanted to know about her past which could later provide more opportunities to torture her. In the meantime, he would amp up his lightning making sure not to overdo it as he would need to conserve energy to last as long as it took.

Vaildra found lightning to be very personal, like a knife. It was not a long range ability and it involved using your own personal hate to form the lightning. It also felt relieving coming out of the body, hate manifested if you will. Holding in rage all the time could become tiresome and this torture was a good release.


[member="Astrid"]

 

[Katelyn Feanor]

[member="Darth Vaildra"]

[I just thought of something, Lighting + Water = Pain100]

Astrid gasped for air for merely a second before feeling lighting strike her abdomen harshly once more. It felt like a raging fire, of both fire and ice. An every freezing cold and an every burning ember at one time. This feeling was mostly directed where Astrid's left electrical arm, where her arm joined with the metal. It was also directed towards her abdomen at the same time.

Astrid tightened her violet eyes close once more at the feeling of the lighting. Running across her skin, zapping her without a moment's notice only to continue on along her body before repeating it's self in a loop. Katelyn's right hand slowly began to tighten due to the lighting and pain...though it was mostly directed in anger and regret. Regret that she was too weak to do anything. Anger that she was clamped down and couldn't do anything. Slowly, flames began to erupt from Katelyn's right hand before being extinguished by a hard jab of lighting to the right side of her neck. This was her weak point, or Achilles heel, which caused Astrid to let out a sharp yelp of pain which would allow the man a time to get into her head undisturbed by her mental force barrier.

The skin where Astrid was hit along her neck was a thick crimson red to the sudden and painful electrical shock. The reason Astrid had this 'Achilles Heel' was unknown to her, she did know that that particular area of her neck was rather sensitive and tender though she wasn't sure why. Though, it might be because of it being a nerve cluster which made her feel more pain in that area than was 'normal.'

 

[Darth Vaildra]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YzbJMCSfcPY​

[member="Astrid"]

[True, but I am aiming for more of a dark side torture and throwing water in takes the fun out.]

He smirked as it became aware that his lightning had found a weak spot. He entered her mind though and like a computer downloading he began taking in information about her past, her connections, Serenity? A lover of sorts, but not just someone who provided a release, someone special that her mind was trying to hide from him. Then there was her mother, love for a woman she hardly knew. Both would need to be killed by the young Sith's hands, but this would take time. Vaildra would completely destroy her, everything she believed or thought would be destroyed and she would be reborn as his child. Not in the bilogical sense, more of an heir to his power. He had trained many before her, but he saw in her the potentual to replace him and carry on after his time. The flame on her right arm was proof of this.

As he reviewed her memories, snapshots really he picked and chose what would be important to him. He then decided it was time to amp things even further. His lightning would change in color to orange as he shifted from sith lighting to fire infused lighting. One would ask themselves how this differs from lightning and really it doesn't except it has a cooler temperature. This means that while not as hot as lighting it would stop frying her nerves and she would feel it more. Flames would lick at her body as they attempted to consume her, but the master would be vigilante to watch and make sure death was not near.

With his presence in her mind he would begin the rebirth. He would continually say in her mind, "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 free me." He would repeat the code over and over as the torture continued, but between each time he would say another set or words, "You are weak, you WILL become strong. Katelyn is dead, she cannot be reborn. Astrid is powerful, she will destroy everything from Katelyn's past life. Parents will die. Lovers will die. Allies will die. Serenity will die. With their deats you will become unstoppable." This would continue for hours and through out her training she would hear this.

 

[Katelyn Feanor]

[member="Darth Vaildra"]

[Oh sorry, forgot to mention that Kat/Astrid's mother is dead...]

Astrid eventually fell unconscious due to pain only to awake again to lighting once more. Though, it was cooler this time...if not only slightly cooler that is and it felt just as painful if not more painful than the purple lighting. For Astrid, it felt as if she had been shocked for days which...in fact was false, she had been shocked continuously for hours...the pain must be messing up her perception of time temporarily for the time being.

Astrid leaned her head back on the bed and tried to keep her breathing still and controlled, trying to not break. Though, words were repeating in her mind. It like the voice of a man...possibly the man right in front of her. They kept on repeating as if they were on loop, to play for a contentious amount of time unless told otherwise to not. The words were repeating as if it were a code. "Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Force shall free me.You are weak, you WILL become strong...Katelyn is dead, she cannot be reborn. Astrid is powerful, she will destroy everything from Katelyn's past life. Parents will die. Lovers will die. Allies will die. Serenity will die. With their deaths you will become unstoppable." This would continue for hours and through out her training she would hear this.

Astrid's breathing began to still and come out evenly for a few minutes just as controlled bursts of fire began to erupt from her right hand before she felt the sharp sting of the lighting again. Slashing across her body as if a blade of wind. It crossed at a half way point, running across the right side of her neck causing Astrid to yelp in pain again only at a higher pitch. Though despite this, the fire still erupted from her right hand, just less frequently.

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Vaildra had to admire her strong will as this ended up taking days. The amount of power Vaildra had to put out was strenuous. At times he wondered if he could keep it up, but tapping into the Lignan crystals inside his armor helped him. He had to keep a steady flow and keep her awake so he could wear her defenses down and then her mind, heart, and soul. At times he could feel her breaking, but she would fight back and so he had to continue. He never spoke nor indroduced himself. The only words she heard were in her mind as he kept repeating the same words over and over.

Finally, after a few days he felt her break. He continued a bit longer and then amped it enough to knock her out. He would then drug her so she would stay out and not move. He needed to rest and her body needed to rest and repair itself. He wasn't torturing to kill, but to break and reforge so healing afterwards was a factor. In fact, she stayed knocked out for a few more days in a Bacta Tank where she would heal.

While she was healing, Vaildra rested to try to repair himself. Very few, if any, could keep up such powers for so long and not be destroyed after. Once he woke up a day later he began phase two. While she healed he would take a large empty room and with the help of slaves and droids they would create a perfect copy of her childhood home. Once the walls were up and painted and then carpet laid down he began using machines to create the furniture and items that filled the house. This was time consuming and took days to make, luckily she needed a lot of healing.

Lastly, he would bring in two holodroids that were programmed with her adopted parents look and behaviors. This mean that if she touched them it would give the impression they were real people. He programed a third holodroid with Serenity's behaviors and looks with slight changes. Instead of playing serenity from First Order she would have a false life and portray Serenity as Astrid's girlfriend and they met when they use to be in school. Of course, Astrid would know better, but after a few days of straight torture this difference may go unnoticed and allow her to connect with Serenty better. From what Vaildra gathered, she only spent one night with her, but deeply cared for her. This change would make things more personal. In everyroom he would put a lightsaber and hide it with the Force. when she needed it, it would appear.

Of course, once Astrid was awake a while this would not stay, but hopefully her mind would remain broken for a day. The purpose of all this was simple, break her connections early. She would one day kill Serenity and her father, but her mother was already dead. By creating this illusion and setting it up as a perfect place he would use the holograms to try to convince her everything was a dream and this was real. Then, when she was forced to kill everyone or be killed, the way of the Sith. She would also get the power that comes to Sith when they kill people closest to them. Not all of it as it was fake, but in that moment when she brought them down it would unlock a piece of her that held dark side power.

If she could do this, Vaildra would take her on as his Apprentice and if not she would die here and he would just look for another. To Vaildra it all did not matter. He sought out to bring Glory to the Sith and serve the Emperor and to him, this was all that mattered. He did, however, hope it worked with her. Before he found her he studied Darth Vader and his creation of the Starkiller. There were many holocrons on the training of the boy and this would be her training as well.

He went to her bacta tank and emptied it slowly. After unhooking her, he would carry her to the 'house' he created and lay her in her former bed. On her own time, she would awaken in the home and it would all begin. Vaildra would wait in his office not too far away and watching through the Force.

[member="Astrid"]

 

[Katelyn Feanor]

[member="Darth Vaildra"]

Astrid's violet eyes stayed closed for a few minutes until she heard something. It sounded like a woman's voice...like Serenity's voice! Wait, wait...not it can't be her! I-i had to leave her! It's just an illusion...but what is it isn't? Astrid...look calm down...just breathe and open your eyes on three. Three! Astrid's violet eyes fluttered open and looked towards her right only to find Serenity staring back at her with her head propped up on her arm, smiling. Suddenly, Katelyn fought Astrid mentally...but in the end it was a close fight, with Katelyn barely coming out victorious. Astrid smiled back at Serenity before asking her something, "Hey, when did you get here?"

Serenity tried to stifle a laugh but failed. Once she was done laughing, she began to answer Astrid's question. "You don't remember do you? Well...remember when we met in school about four or three years ago? I was talking about something and you Kissed me, right than and there at school in the Library...with the guys watching us! Ok, so then I was said something about me staying at your house for a few weeks during vacation and you said two years...And here we are right now!"

Astrid smiled at Serenity. Maybe it had been all a dream? No, it wasn't a dream! Yeah...it probably was! Ok...so what I'm getting from this is...don't drink Gray's Whisky cause it tastes horrible, but he says it takes 'good'. Ok..just Shut It...I'm in control not you two!! Astrid's eyes locked with Serenity's lightly before she began to ask a question. "So...uhm...what exactly happened? Like last night? Also...are my parents fine with you staying here...cause I never told them about us! You know...cause I assumed they hated bisexual people..."