A Message to What Isn't There

[Fusion]

I want him dead... A vile wretch of a man such as that does not deserve to live.

Lamia's anger began to flare up. She wanted... to kill Weiss.

What are you exactly looking for?

Spotting the storm coming closer, Lamia came back into Remy's shack. Being stuck with a possible Sith was better then being blown away by a storm.

 

[Rev]

"I would have to agree with you, he is no ordinary man.. An illusionist; things are not always as they appear."

Lamia's flaring anger came to her as a surprise; but a welcomed one.

"I'm looking for someone smart enough.. Designed to be a beacon of Darkside energy. You can be that beacon. I can find those needed to bring him into the light. When that happens you will be able to strike out, get the man that nearly killed you at long last. All I ask for in return is your trust.. and your allegiance."

She paused to elaborate on why it would work.

"The man is infatuated with the Darkside.. As I'm sure you know. Having escaped him is more than enough to catch his eye. Your unique race only adds to the mix."

 

[Fusion]

My trust you can have. My allegiance you can as well, after I learn exactly who I will be helping...

Lamia needed verification before she would make this major decision.

 

[Rev]

"How can I be so sure to give you my trust? It is easy to say you pledge yourself to another, but a whole another ideal to practice it."

She would smirk before shaking her head at his question.

"You would not be only helping yourself, but any others that have been harmed by this man.. His death will allow others to rise into position which may.. Force the Sith to at last show themselves."

 

[Fusion]

Lamia thought for a moment on what she had heard before making another comment.

So I would become... your apprentice?

 

[Rev]

Illusia would allow a smirk to grow into a smile at the woman's question. She was nearly right in her assumption, but she wasn't there.. yet.

"You must prove to me.. Earn the right to be called Apprentice. Until that day comes you would be a mere Pawn in the scheme of things."

As her words closed out the sands outside would pick up. The unsettling amount of microscopic particles zipping by the entrance with haunting sounds.

"One must earn their place if they are to stand at the side of a Sith Lord."

 

[Fusion]

And how can I do that?

Her suspicions confirmed, Lamia decided to go with it and delve deeper into the darkness.

 

[Rev]

As the Sith pureblood finally gave into the darkness Illusia would aid her. The emotions she had swelling with growth. Each one feeling a bit stronger, every hate being brought out, happiness somehow better; sadness deeper. As the Sith Lord looked into the young woman's eyes her own would shift from green to dark brown accented in rich golden yellow.

"Tell me, what do you know of both the Jedi and the Imperial Knights?"

 

[Fusion]

In regards to the Jedi, you would know more about them then I. You crippled their leadership, as well as that of the Knights. The knights themselves have had their ranks split, with some following the Seneschal and joining the Jedi. Others have remained under the command of an Ayumi Pallopides, descendent of the original Galactic Emperor himself. Their base is called HOMEFRONT. All I know about it is that we come aboard a ship, get drugged, and arrive at the base.

There is a way to corrupt them instead of killing them. I constructed a pool for the knights to relax in and alchemically modified the water to stimulate and grow a bather's strength in the Force. A powerful Sith Lady like yourself could taint the water, allowing it to corrupt a bather until they are fully immersed in the Dark Side, physically and ethereally.

Lamia had fallen again, but this time was different. She was... Fine with it. In fact, she wanted and desired to be immersed in the darkness.

 

[Rev]

It brought some joy to the Dark Lady at the ideas this pureblood could so easily come up with. She was deeper within the Imperial Knight legions than she could have ever predicted. That she knew little on the Jedi was unsettling, but she could live without such details.

"HOMEFRONT, you say? Interesting.."

She'd stand from her seat and begin walking towards the exit. As she approached the doorway the sand would suddenly come to a halt, dieing out to its 'standard' dormant place. Her feet would dig into the fresh sand, looking back at Lamia to follow.

"What other planets do they reside on? If any.? The Knights, that is."

 

[Fusion]

Lamia chose to follow Remy as she remembered the few locations of the Imperial Knights shad had heard of.

I know only of 4 worlds: Raxus Prime, Seoul V, Zeta-0-9, and Cyrillia. The Knights either have facilities there or have been there recently. There are probably other planets, but these are the only ones I know of.

She was so... so willing to give her information to this woman, as enraptured in the Dark Side as she was. It felt pleasing, in a carnal way.

 

[Rev]

As the woman explained she knew of only four planets, Illusia's datapad would come to hand. Taking in her words it would translate them into a document within the device before shutting down. She would not forget the names of the four planets. It would not be long before her order would irradiate the pests that were the Imperial Knights.

"This is all you know? You are sure of it.."

As the Sith Lord spoke the darkside would engulf the woman. Wrapping its gentle tendrils around her delicate frame before inching closer to her brain. As Lamia would think about the Imperial Knights even more the darkside would force its way into the young woman's mind; prodding for information. Most notably, if Lamia was being honest.

 

[Fusion]

Yes, mistress...

Lamia referred to her new master by her proper name as she allowed the darkness to fill her. She felt powerful, dominated by the darkness that now filled her body.

I am no longer Lamia Kressh. I have made the ultimate act of betrayal against the Imperial Knights. From this day forth, I will take the title passed to me: Traea.

Lamia, or rather, Traea, had finally been consumed by the darkness. Or at least as long as she wished it. And oh she did...

 

[Rev]

"Rise, Traea."

She would allow her lips to curl into a smile, never truly allowing Darth Illusia to be known, simply felt. It was impossible to pinpoint just who she was, or how powerful the Sith Lord could be, yet it was somehow known to everyone within that shack.

"I will contact you in regards to the Imperial Knights, if you fail to respond, I will take care of you myself."

She would toss the girl a comlink which doubled as a transponder; forever giving her location to the Sith Lord so long as she had it on her person. Pointing towards Traea's craft she would beckon her to leave.

"Now don't go getting yourself killed."

 

[Fusion]

Traea looked at her new Master with a smile. She liked being Dark now, she truly did, the sure sign of having fallen. Remembering one last thing, she briefly said somethign telepathically to Illusia.

I'll keep in touch. Hope the Sith academy isn't underground like the Knights' base is. And I'll try not to, Master.