In the Shadow of Darkness

[Malon]

Orion Yar, Senator of Anaxes, arrived in the Naboo system via his personal transport. Only a few days were left before the committee meeting on Sector 13, but Orion had put in a day off for "family time", though that really wasn't the case. He had received a rather secretive message instructing him to come to Naboo to receive intel concerning Sector 13.

Less than half an hour later, Yar found himself at a manor in the back country of Naboo, the location he had been instructed to go to, and made his way to the door. After a brief knock, the Senator folded his arms and awaited whoever had summoned him to open the door.

 

[Gambler]

The man who called himself Korveq opened the door with a Cheshire cat grin. "Good evening, Senator," he said. "We've been waiting for you quite some time. Your tea is cold, unfortunately." He coughed into his hand and motioned for the man to enter. "Come in, come in. We can't have you waiting outside in the cold, after all." His grin seemed to ignore the fact that it was the middle of summer, the hottest time of the year. Yet at the same time it seemed to imply that his hospitality was warmth enough, a far more enticing replacement for the blistering heat.

He began to walk inside, following the light at the end of a darkened hallway. There were no doors in the building, but such was usual for buildings done in the older style. "If you will be so kind as to follow me," he said with a low bow. "We'll get you to where you need to be in no time."

 

[Malon]

Orion nodded to the man's request, " Thank you for your hospitality, don't mind if I do." he replied.

It was rather hot outside and the sooner he got in doors, the better it would feel. He quickly scuffled inside and shut the door behind him, following the man to where he was suppose to go.

 

[Dread]

He had been waiting patiently, hiding within a cloak in the force for his target.

First Korveq passed by him in the hallway, and then the senator, Radzkie's target. As soon as the senator's back was to him and he gained a bit of distance from Radzkie, Radzkie dropped his cloak.

Dark Side energy crackled beneath his palm before he let out minor lightening bolts towards the senator. The shock was unnecessary but amusing - afterwards well(or if) the senator was writhing in pain, Radzkie reached out with telekinesis to slam the senator into the wall with vicious force. It was meant to knock him out, and it could quite possibly crack the senator's head open.

Sometime Radzkie went a bit overboard.

 

[Malon]

Senator Yar felt an explosion of electrical energy enter him from behind. The pain was so intense that he was immediately sent sprawling to the ground, crying out in great agony. The pain was too much. The darkness was coming

Suddenly, he felt himself being involuntarily lifted from the ground. It didn't matter, it wasn't as if he could feel anything anyways. His body colliding with the hard wall was the last thing Yar remembered before darkness took him over, and he fell into unconsciousness.

 

[Dread]

[Later...]

A single lamp illuminated the medium sized bedroom with a bright yellow tint. The room was lavishly decorated for being in an older building. A few too many silver framed paintings of fields and mountains crookedly hung on each wall, perhaps in attempt to cover the rusty cracks spidered across the entire space. On one side of the room a single sized bed was tipped over and leaned against the wall. Stationed close beside it was a wooden study desk covered with papers, a vase of colorful fake sunnydew flowers and various odd trinkets.

In the middle of the room the senator was tied up to the desks chair. Radzkie had made sure to mercilessly wrap the rope extra tight around the senators wrists, enough to cut off the circulation of blood to the poor mans hands. There wasn't a reason behind the bit of cruelty, Radzkie was just Radzkie. Always a bit over the top.

The senator could possibly get the idea to try to escape...this was not a jail cell and his restraints weren't elaborate, but he'd find it a bit hard to escape with the Darksaber Commander nearly breathing down his neck from behind him.

In front of the unconscious senator stood a doppelgänger version of him, a near look-alike save for his clothing...at least for now. He had been keeping a close eye on the senator for some time, eagerly waiting for him to regain consciousness in order to start the interrogation.

"He should be awake soon." Radzkie suddenly pipped up, tipping his head to the side towards the senator.

The doppelgänger snapped his attention over to Radzkie, giving him a single nod of understanding. His eyes drifted back to the senator as his hands came up in front of him and clasped together, as if proudly posing for his introduction.

 

[Malon]

The Senator's eyes opened slowly. His head was pounding and at first, the figures standing close by were nothing more than blurs. As his sight came into focus, he could make out the shape of his assailant, but the other man's appearance shocked him. Aside from the attire, the man looked exactly like him.

"W-what.....what do you guys want with me...?" he muttered weakly.

All the strength had gone out of him earlier. He was honestly surprised he was still alive, though something told him that wouldn't be the case for very much longer.

 

[Dread]

The doppelgänger spent hours interrogating the senator, leaning about his personalty, any types of unique use of words, accent and more. The whole time Radzkie stood behind, making sure that things were coming out truthful, ready to shock the senator, use a mind trick, inject drugs he had brought along in his belt, and anything else he could think of if the senator tried to resist.

At the end, Radzkie unclipped his preferred lightsaber from his belt. The signature tapping of his two hilts he kept closely together echoed through the room. A deadly hum replaced the tapping a second later as his lightsabers beam ignited. He swung back, the deep orange glow washing across the wall, back then forward, as he aimed to decapitate the original senator.

 

[Malon]

This is how it feels to be Senator Orion Yar right now.

Though its only been hours, you feel like you've spent days in torment as the fake-you interrogates you, tortures you, yet you never beg for your life. You are a proud man. A military man. One who will not go down groveling. Your thoughts shift to your family on Anaxes, to their future, and you hope they will be okay.

As the dark one steps forward and ignites his burning blade, burning with what looks to be the very fires of hell, you let a grin slip through, despite the pain your body has just experienced. The Republic will stop these people, you think to yourself. They will avenge you. And as the man swings the hellfire sword, and the darkness consumes you, you cannot help but feel at peace. You have served the Republic with your life, all your life, as you have been raised to do. Their is no regret left in you. You silently whisper to the air that you love your family as the blade severs flesh from bone and all light vanishes; replaced by darkness.

But the darkness doesn't last long. Suddenly and incredible surge of energy rushes through your spirit and you become one with it in a brilliant flash of light. So this is what the Jedi call, the "Force"....

That is how it feels to be Senator Orion Yar in the end.