The Rule of Two

[Taz]

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Weeks even months pass after the events on Coruscant. Rather then take the hyperspace lanes and risk running into a Rebel or Cartel patrol, Virion choose the longer and slightly more risky way. Turning to the unknown sector of the outer rim. Through the un-charted void to Bakura before pushing on to Terminus, the gateway to wild space.

Virion spent the time healing himself and his apprentice. The Sith was now a self crowned Lord, having absorbed the power of Erica Ra'Kul. The force transfer saved the hybrid's life as well as giving the man greater power. He did what he could with that power to heal Aubrey. The battle had taken her arm and some scaring. Virion's body was also littered with scars and patches of chard flesh from the war with Erica.

Unlike any other Sith however, he shared this new found power with his only love in the galaxy. What the force couldn't fix the Cruiser's on board medical droid would have to mend, including her Sith woman's arm. Together the two would spend the rest of the down time to reshape and regain control over Erica's forces, those that remained after the final battle.

Now approaching the planet of Terminus the fleet would hold orbit behind a moon in the system. There was little risk of attack from anyone of note out on the edge of wild space but an Imperial patrol fleet even a rogue one would bring un-needed attention.

The dark lord sat alone in a chamber of the Cruiser, meditating with the dark side. This armor at his side as he hovered over the durasteel only a foot or so. His mind clear and his power flowed over the entire ship. He could feel every soul, every movement on the vessel. Including his approaching lover.

 

[EmilyHuene]

The first couple days would be filled with screams. From pain to denial all the way to anger, the redhead apprentice of his could not be settled down. The girl had lost her right arm during their last battle against her mother and her assets. She'd been double teamed by the two fighters while her master took on Aubrey's mother alone. In doing so, she'd almost lost her life while struggling to fight them both off. She was lucky to have only lost the arm.

Her master had carried her to the shuttle of his where they quickly used what resources they had to repair whatever tissue they could. Had they had the money and time, they could have taken her to an actual facility meant for treating such an injury, but Virion wanted to leave the system as quickly as they could. Thanks to this lack of funding, she'd be stuck with a robotic replacement until then.

The whole procedure would be more than painful for the young woman. She screamed at the top of her lungs. The restraints that held her down were not enough to hold the Sith and she struck out at the droids. She'd smashed some of them to pieces in her anger and Virion himself had to step in to sedate her so they could finish.

The days after that experience were filled with more crying screams as she tried to accept the cold metal arm that now replaced her real one. She refused to see anyone. Not even the doctors who wanted to offer her meds. They tried to reason with her through locked doors and she replied by throwing anything she could get in her grasp, that included them.

Her master of course had been the one exception, but she made no effort to leave her room and see him. She kept to herself and sat infront of the mirror in her room for hours. Aubrey didn't even recognize herself.

Finally, she instructed one of the young female workers in the ship to come and see her so she could cut and style her hair. The girl's hands trembled with the scissors, but Aubrey didn't make a sound. She was calm and peaceful through the ordeal. Her hair had been cut short with her own saber so she could escape capture. Now, the worker did her best to salvage what was left. It wasn't hard, there were only so many styles one could do with short hair. Her new look gave her an edgy boyish look, but it actually worked well with her snippy and rebellious behavior.

When the job was finished the worker fled the room as quickly as she could; Aubrey returned to the floor and stated at the mirror. She still did not recognize herself. Aubrey had become a new person. She felt like she'd lost more than her arm and her hair. She'd lost her sabers too. Anthoni had destroyed one of them, and since she didn't feel complete without them both, she never bothered going through the crates of supplies to see what f they were collected after the battle. She felt so empty.

Eventually Aubrey would leave the room. She was quiet and mopey. No longer her usual self. She was angry. She wanted revenge. Her mother was dead, her whole mission in life. But now she didn't know what to do. Going after the girl who'd taken her arm was pointless. She was imprisoned, a fate she deserved. And as it turned out, Anthoni had joined the Sith. They were companions now, technically speaking. She hated it.

Aubrey spent most of her time sitting on the edge of her bed. She leaned over the edge resting her arms on her legs, her left fingers running against the palm of her metal hand. She felt the metal against her touch, but her right arm was not responsive. She could move her arm easily enough, but there came no sensation. It was an empty crippling sensation. She needed to feel something. Her left hand squeezed together tightly and suddenly she punched out with her left and into the steel wall. It left a rather large dent with her Force strength, and only hurt slightly. The blast shook the room and cracked the mirror. She stared into her reflection behind the shattered glass. Who was this strange girl with the robot arm?

She would cry for hours after that. She cried all night. She felt so alone. So empty. And then, for no reason, she got up and went to her master's room and curled up into him like a cat. From then on, she never left his side.

Aubrey Fox was back to her old self again. Her anger was still there, and it made her stronger than ever. Her sabers were lost, so she would use the one she'd stolen from the blind Jedi. She even went so far as to tweak with her metal arm giving it a rotating ball joint in the wrist so it could spin all the way around. It gave her master quiet the surprise as she turned the green duel staff into a rotating fan of death.

From training themselves the two would move onto the crew they'd taken from Erica. Being her daughter, the crew was more easily persuaded than when the hybrid ordered them around. They respected his rank and his authority over them, yet in the end it was simply a pride thing. They were trained to be an elite army against the Jedi. It mattered little who was at the front of it.

After months of preparing the fleet had made their way to their destination. Having squared away with the deck commander, Aubrey made her way back to her master's room. She opened the door and would sit down on her knees before him. She stayed silent, waiting for him to acknowledge her first.

 

[Taz]

The Sith lifted his head as if to look threw the window of his opulent room within the war ship. The void of space was a massive thing, much the same for his heart. Still beating though it was nearly ripped out by the power of Erica. Now that power was his, there's. He felt her approach from corridors away even with his mind clear of any other thought, his one true possession was alway on his mind. With the connection between them it was nearly impossible for her not to be.

Like Sidious, Virion found himself being reclusive. Moving like a shadow throughout the ship. The fleet was his there was no mistake but Aubrey found her place as his second among the crew and thus the army fell in line to her bidding, knowing her words were the Lord's thoughts. Even now he had been in his chamber well more then a day. Now that his Empress had dealt with the loss of her arm he no longer was require to calm the storm. A storm that at one point the Sith thought she might very well rip the ship in two.

Aubrey approached and then kneeled before him. A peaceful quite smile on her lips. Virion continued to blindly look into space, his face void of expression. Not that the female Sith required such things from her Master.

"Our troops are ready for war my little fox, though it will not be the one they were bred for". The Sith paused a moment to collect his thoughts on what to say next. "Sense the first days of your training you have known my plans for my home world of Galtea. With this army I will make those plans into reality and together we will rule as two far from the dying eyes of the Empire."

The Hybrid Sith Lord paused a moment to sense the reaction of his dark side partner before continuing. "I have felt a shift in the force, that is why I have requested we stop here in Terminus. There is a Jedi here with several Padawans, she is abandoning the war as so many are. We must find her and capture as many of her ilk as possible. With them we will progress were Erica failed".

 

[EmilyHuene]

"Our troops are ready for war my little fox, though it will not be the one they were bred for....Sense the first days of your training you have known my plans for my home world of Galtea. With this army I will make those plans into reality and together we will rule as two far from the dying eyes of the Empire."

"Yes, Master," she would reply quickly. "The troops are ready to fight for you."

"I have felt a shift in the force, that is why I have requested we stop here in Terminus. There is a Jedi here with several Padawans, she is abandoning the war as so many are. We must find her and capture as many of her ilk as possible. With them we will progress were Erica failed"

Aubrey would now seem a little confused, "We're hunting Jedi? Are we going to capture them as my mother had? Reprogram them too? I don't understand what goal you have here. Why are the Jedi any of our business still?"

 

[Taz]

The Sith feel the distaste in her tone. She knew why the young woman felt as the did. The entire point of coming out here was to be rid of the war and of both factions in it. To build a place of power far from the core so they may take the power of the dark side without pause or regulation. He felt as his she did. A fact the red haired woman knew well. But she did not know what her Lord did about the Jedi woman.

"I have no concern for the Jedi as a whole. But the woman is a hero of Geltea. She is running to the same place we are. We can not allow her to make it there. Her students will be little more then an experiment, if they survive at all."

 

[EmilyHuene]

"I have no concern for the Jedi as a whole. But the woman is a hero of Geltea. She is running to the same place we are. We can not allow her to make it there. Her students will be little more then an experiment, if they survive at all."

His reasoning sat a little better with her now that he explained, and she would bow her head and say, "Forgive me, Master. I did not mean to question you."

Aubrey would then rise from her kneeling position and went over to him. She would move around him and lean over him slightly, draping her arms over his shoulders and around his neck in a kind embrace.

Continuing, "I know that you know best. You helped me with my greatest goal. I will see you can have yours too."

 

[Taz]

The Sith Lord smiled at the woman's tone, it was more liker to question, to push. Virion had missed that definite nature in her. He felt more at ease at the acting then anyone else could understand. It was her nature, one he came to expect after. One that had been missing these past months as the woman worked through the loss of part of herself. Not only her arm, but the completion of her driving reason for being a Sith.

As Aubrey put her arms around his neck and shoulders, Virion put his hand to her metal wrist and gave her cold metal bicep a peck. The hybrid then broke her embrace and rose to his feet. Without so much as a word he allowed the young woman to dress him in his armor and robes. The Sith had modified the Snake combat armor to fit the design of the Marauder armor of old.

The face piece had been the most effected. The respirator was upgraded in the mouth piece and the top skin of the face had been laser etched with runes and marking. Tribal marking dating back to witches of Dathomire. The armor and robes were midnight black with blood red trim, and all of the saber resistant composite was increased around the arms and lower legs.

Like Aubrey, Virion's weapons had been destroyed. Erica had literally taken the power out of the crystals. In his worry for his apprentice he hadn't bothered to rebuild them. The time would come soon enough but first would come supplying the fleet and more importantly finding the Jedi.

"Ready our shuttle little Fox, we leave for the surface immediately"

 

[EmilyHuene]

Aubrey looked down at him as he kissed her arm. She remembered what his kisses felt like, especially their first one back on Coruscant. Yet, his touch now meant nothing to her since she could not feel a thing. It made her heart long for the real thing. She would sigh and pull away as he got up.

Without needing an explanation or an order, she would dip down and begin placing the armor atop her master. She liked the new design, and wondered if he would ever craft her one similar. In time, she knew he would. But she would not ask for it.

"Ready our shuttle little Fox, we leave for the surface immediately"

It was strange hearing the breathy robotic voice speak to her. She doubted she'd ever get used to it. But she'd nod and leave the room to do as she expected.

Several minutes later the two would be outside the ramp of the shuttle as the small crew prepped the engines. She had dawned her own Snake armor, helmet and all, and had the stolen saber clipped to her right shoulder like some small katana. The armor, save for her arm, had survived the battle on Coruscant. She felt no need to replace it, and rather liked the metal arm sticking out of the armor the way it did. It seemed more menacing.

"Is there a plan, Master? Or are we just going to do what we do best?"

 

[Taz]

Sith looked over his one time apprentice in her armor. It brought his pride as well and passion to see her in such a way. The battle on Coruscant had turned her from an acolyte and an apprentice to a true warrior and fitting of a title of such. She would never get it however, they would never see the Core of the Order again if the hybrid could help it. But she was a warrior Crusader in his eyes and that should be all she needed.

"Plan ?" He asked almost sounding puzzled by her question. "I plan to watch you kill a Jedi, perhaps get a drink", the Sith then said playfully if not eerily from behind the respirator.

The Sith Lord then boarded the shuttle and sat calmly threw the ride down to the planet. It was a short trip to the starport. The ship would land and the small crew departed and stood at attention before the two Sith walked down the ramp.

Virion looked to Aubrey and without a spoken word gave a command. "Order the men to purchase stock and supplies for the ships". The Sith pushed the thought into her mind without resistance. Virion then reached out with the force.

The main city was not unlike Coruscant of old before the Sith turned it into molting slag. A booming city, made so by being the last stop on the Hydian way before opening to wild space. Even as massive as the city was the hybrid could feel a pull of the light side of the force. The former Jedi and her students were here. It was only a matter of drawing them out of hiding before they left.

 

[EmilyHuene]

"Order the men to purchase stock and supplies for the ships"

Aubrey would leave the ship side by side with her master. She looked out at the city before them and wondered how long it would take to find their prize. She then glanced at the men awaiting them, and with his words in her mind, she would order the men as he instructed, the thought acting as her own.

After their little fiasco with her mother, Aubrey needed to have a better handle on her mind protection. It was something she couldn't quite get the hang of, and would need more practice. But even still, she would not try to push her master from her head. Their link was solid. As it always would be.

The men would scurry away and Aubrey watched her master as he searched the city with the Force. She would feel as he felt, rather than looking herself. She could feel it. She could feel the light. It gave her cold shivers she didn't like feeling.

"They're here," she spoke for him.

She would begin formulating a plan in her head, it wouldn't be long before he told her do to so anyway. Drawing them out was both tricky and complicated at the same time. The easiest way would be to start a mass murder spree and the Jedi would come running to save them. Not preferred though since waste of life wasn't efficient.

What they would have to do was head toward the sensation and hope they could find them. They had to be careful not to scare them off, so maybe one of them should hide their Force aura. Virion was better at it, and he would certainly be the one to scare them off more easily.

"Why don't you hide yourself? Wait in the shadows. See if I can bring them out?"

She would look at him now wondering what he was thinking and if he had some other plan for them.

 

[Taz]

Virion had a smile as his face as the young woman formulated the plans in her mind. She would not see it but would easily feel his approval and pleasure at the idea formulating within her mind. Aubrey had come along way sense the first time they met. A great deal in part to the battle that changed them both forever.

Aubrey had given herself fully to the dark side. Found a darkness she'd not known before after it washed over her. Baptized her. It was not a swift change, the month or so on the ship was proof of that. But it was there, the Sith could feel it. He was proud of it, proud to no longer call her acolyte but lover and partner.

"I will leave you to it my little fox", he spoke softly with his pet name for her. Cold as he seemed with his new power and armor he would always call her by such. With the first sign of affection he'd ever shown the human woman.

The Sith Lord then blended into the crowd, allowing the auras of the many to mask him as the force concealed him. He would not stay close, he didn't need to. There bond was such that even her mother and her skill with mental attacks could not break it. Though thinking about it reminding him of his need to guide Aubrey further in mental attack and defense. Perhaps at the expense of these Jedi.

 

[EmilyHuene]

The girl would feel her master fade away into her subconscious, but she could not see him with her eyes. Even in his armor and everything, he was gone from her sight. She would pull up her hood and venture into the city.

She took a small shuttle and travelled to the main parts of the marketplace while reaching out to the foreign feeling that was the Light side. Aubrey let herself branch out with her feelings hoping to give bait to the Jedi lurking in the city. Her true connection to the Force she would keep hidden. She wanted them to think she was a weakling. She wanted them to have hope.

When the shuttle touched down she pushed her way into the crowd and waited patiently for something to happen. She let herself connect with the life forces around her. Aubrey could use their fear to her advantage. She could also use their lives too if it came down to that. There would so many opportunities for her to use against the Jedi that they themselves could not have. This city was her hostage.

 

[Taz]

The woman was indeed garnering attention, but perhaps not the kind she needed or expected. The force would reveal to her two men following with purpose, thugs of thieves most like. Not that she attempted to pick there brain for such things. Two more would join in, flanking the young woman from either side. The fools either had no idea who or what is was or she was being targeted by amateurs.

As an ally way appears close by, one of the four finally get s brave enough to walk up to the woman's back and put a blaster two it. "Turn here and no sudden moves", he spoke simply. As she did so the rest of the group would follow.

"The Empire will pay us enough to buy a moon when we give them this Jedi", one ignorant stranger would say. The first man jabbed his weapon into Aubrey's back again. "Very slow Jedi, remove your weapon and toss it away". The vocal man now walked in front of her to watch, as the gunman continued to push the weapon at her back. The other two would keep some distance but also pull out rifles.

There was also another feeling in the force. Two force users, one would hardly call them Jedi but they were of the light all the same. They were hiding for now, unsure what to do.

 

[EmilyHuene]

Four thugs. Cannon fodder. She could feel their threatening hunger. She could feel their lust and also their stupidity. They thought they could take on a simple Force user, and maybe she was just too cocky to consider maybe they could. But to her, she didn't feel like playing their games or wasting time on them. She'd end this quick. The foolish one got closer and she felt his blaster press against her back. She would carefully create a small barrier around her back that would deflect the bolt, just to be safe.

"Turn here and no sudden moves"

She would do as they wished and let them lead her into the alley. Her eyes searched them for weapons, just blasters...how pathetic. They surrounded her, all holding their guns to her small frame. Aubrey quickly calculated how fast they would need to shoot in order to get past her saber....they wouldn't have the time.

"The Empire will pay us enough to buy a moon when we give them this Jedi"

"Very slow Jedi, remove your weapon and toss it away"

"Did he just call me Jedi?" she thought to herself.

Aubrey watched as the other two pulled out their rifles. She then felt the presence of the Light. It certainly didn't come from from the thugs. Were they close? Were they watching? Aubrey then got a different idea. She would slowly hold her hands out to her sides and then bring them up over her head and pull off her helmet. She would drop her helmet at her feet and then give then produce a single tear from her eyes.

"Please don't hurt me...I'm here looking for friends. Please....I have money. You can have that..."

"Your saber," one of the other's would speak up now.

Aubrey gulped, feigning fear. She used her metal arm to reach back and pull the staff from the holster on her back. One of them would snatch it from her and she'd raise her hands defenselessly. Meanwhile, one of the younger girls watching in hiding would turn to the boy she was with and give him a worried look.

"They're going to kill her," she would whisper to him.

 

[Taz]

Virion carefully looked on with the eyes of the force. Watching as his skilled apprentice put her plan into action. The smiled behind his mask but didn't so much as move as the bounty hunting goons fell into the woman's trap. Unaware they were simply bait for larger prey. More useful prey.

The trick would work and much faster then the Sith Lord expected. The aura of the light side of the force was like a stench on the wind. "Hmhmhm....Padawans", the man grumbled quietly to himself.

Meanwhile the two Jedi, a young man and woman looked at one another. With her eyes the young woman pled with her friend. She knew acting would reveal them within the force and leave them exposed to any force users near the area. But what where they if not Jedi, if not keepers of the peace and protectors of the innocent.

Finally the woman could wait no longer. The girl leapt from the wall and ignited her saber, a bright royal blue as she rushed into combat. The man rolled his eyes and followed, igniting his own saber green in color. The two goons would turn and open fire on the Jedi. As both Padawans defected the laser fire with ease.

The female paused in her step and shoved her left hand upward. The force would answer as a wave of energy picked up one thug and sent him air born. The male Jedi leapt over his friend and with and with a gravity defying flip and twist into some kind of cartwheel, he cut the other thug's weapon in two.

 

[EmilyHuene]

Before the men could shoot their helpless redheaded prey, the two Padawan, as Aubrey would now realize, jumped into action. An evil smirk snuck its way around the corner of her lips. The two landed with their sabers drawn and the thugs would turn their attention to them instead.

Aubrey spun around and would backhand the man holding the gun to her back. Thankfully for him, she'd used her bare fist and not her metallic one. Either way, with some aided Force-manipulation the man would crash into the alleyway wall and not get back up. Maybe she had overdone it after all.

She'd then sense the man to her right being lifted from his feet and thrown over her shoulder. She would see his body come into her sight and land just a few feet ahead of her, since she still had her back to the Padawan. Aubrey took just a few slow steps as the man tried to bring his wits about him. But as he grappled for his gun which landed just our of his reach Aubrey would bring her boot around and kick him in his head as well. This time, she wouldn't use as much force. He'd survive...not that she cared.

Aubrey turned back once more and watched the two Force users finish of her attackers. With some humor, the man who'd had his gun sliced apart tried to activate Aubrey's stolen saber staff. He tried backing up to gain distance between him and the boy as his hands fiddled with the staff trying to activate the beam. Aubrey chuckled. This was really entertaining.

He would back up all the way to Aubrey and she'd reach forward with her robotic arm and grab the saber while he still had it in his hands.

"I appreciate you returning that to me. That was very sweet of you, sugar."

He'd turn and see her, gasping with a loud shriek. Guess his courage failed him now that his friends were knocked out. Aubrey snatched the saber from his weak grasp and then would thrust her palm into his chest with her left arm. He fell back onto his butt and Aubrey pointed the blade end at him.

For a second, Aubrey contemplated ending his life. It would be all too easy now simply igniting the beam and watching his lifeless corpse fall to the floor at her feet. It would give her so much satisfaction. These crooks deserved a painful death, without mercy or kindness. They were fools to try and abuse her.

But Aubrey caught the worried eyes of the Padawan staring at her. They were not only watching, but judging her. They didn't trust her. Killing this man would destroy that trust. So she'd do what a Jedi would.

Sort of.

With a simple thought she activated the green beam. The light cast from the beam cast a shadow that looked like she'd run the sword through his head after all. But light can be deceiving. Aubrey had turned her wrist only inches to her right so the beam hovered just a hair or two away from his left ear. He would likely feel the heat coming off the glowing sword and he'd no doubt hear the warm humm it gave off.

"Let this be a warning to you," she said in her most stern voice, "I'm letting you and your friends live. Tell them of my mercy. Remember what it felt like to have someone hold your life in their hands, and remember it when you think you're foolish enough to want to steal from someone again. Remember this fear. And run."

She pulled the saber away from him and held it at her side and made a gesturing motion with her chin. the man quickly got to his feet and took off running. Once he was clear Aubrey would look at the two and smile.

"Hello younglings. Thank you for assisting me. My name... is Aeryun Toph. I wonder, is your master around?"

 

[Taz]

Virion looked on as his love and the young Jedi dispatched the thugs. He could sense the animal need to destroy within his once apprentice. She hid it well but he knew her as only one with their connection in the force and between each other could. With a flick of her wrist and a whim of force power it would take nothing for her to change the tide and lay slaughter to them all.

The two young Jedi were not half bad but they lacked the blood lust of the Sith before them. Lost idealists who had no idea of the reality all around them. There was no good, no evil. Only power and those who embraced it, molded it and bent it to there own will. Virion knew this, Aubrey knew this. Soon enough the sad little children

Virion felt the sudden shift with the force. As expected the Jedi Master an experienced guardian and gifted force user would soon appear just off of the ally way. The Sith Lord knew the woman only by reputation, a human Jedi once thought to rise to the position of council suddenly withdrew and nearly vanished with the peak of yet another war over the galaxy. Here she stood, drawn to do what she must as a Jedi, as a warrior.

***​

" I know of the Jedi you speak of and you are not her. Step away from them, who ever you are."

Her voice was firm, commanding respect and obedience from the two younger Jedi. Her lightsaber hilt in hand but not lit as she stepped in the ally and toward the group. The two padawans did as instructed and started to put distance between themselves and Aubrey.

"Who are you and why are you impersonating a Jedi", the Master would push out with the force and try to sense the Sith, trying to find her true nature and her ties to the force.

***​

Virion moved from his perch, using the shadows to conceal his efforts. The force shielding him from the senses of the others, all but his apprentice. As quiet and sudden as death itself, the Sith would enter the equation but not make a move. Rather stand behind the Jedi and her padawans, concealed by the force.

 

[EmilyHuene]

The Force shifted with the appearance of the Jedi Master. Aubrey peered beyond the two younglings as the female entered into the alleyway. She was dressed as cliche as the Jedi always were, brown cloak and all. She also noticed the saber in her hand. Another classic Jedi flaw: single blade. It was obvious why they always lost.

" I know of the Jedi you speak of and you are not her. Step away from them, who ever you are. Who are you and why are you impersonating a Jedi?"

"Oh it's really quite simple," Aubrey would say as she shrugged her shoulders and look over at the Jedi. "If I told you who I really was you'd try and kill me. Try being the optimal word of course. Even with your Padawan learners you are out-matched."

She obviously did not answer the question, so would then raise her saber up horizontally to show them the blade in her hand.

"My name is Aubrey Fox. I am the Sith who killed Toph and took her saber as my prize."

There was a deadly smirk on her face as she stared down the so-called Jedi Master. She would not hide herself now, and let the darkness of her Force connection flow through and around her. Even the Padawan would feel a cold shift in the air as Aubrey bathed herself in the power.

"I wonder though," she would continue, "Knowing this, would you still fight me? Do Jedi have it in them to be vengeful? Does the news of your fallen comrade fill you with anger and despair? Do you wish to end my life as I did hers?"

Aubrey was clearly trying to get a rise out of he Jedi, though her true intention was to lure the Padawan away from the master. She doubted the woman would attack her unprovoked, but maybe the foolish boy of the two would. Men were so easy to manipulate. Especially young ones.

It was then that her eyes caught wind of her master far beyond the group. He'd come up and flanked them. She couldn't quite be sure if he was there since even her senses were dulled to his disguise, but her instincts could feel him. A true connection no one could ever hide or recreate. And that was her love for him. Some deep link kept their minds and hearts intertwined and that's why she always knew where to find him.

"Are we going to kill them now, Master?" She would ask in his mind. "Would you like the honors or should I strike first?"

 

[Taz]

"Oh it's really quite simple," "If I told you who I really was you'd try and kill me. Try being the optimal word of course. Even with your Padawan learners you are out-matched."

The raven haired Jedi Master took a move defensive stance as Aubrey postured and revealed her true nature to the group and within the force. The two Padawans would follow and ignite there weapons once again as they felt the power of the young red head.

They could all sense it, it was a trap but even the Sith woman as powerful as she was, as strong in the force as her aura would suddenly reveal to the Jedi she could not be the only one here. There were always two, the Jedi Master.

"My name is Aubrey Fox. I am the Sith who killed Toph and took her saber as my prize."

"I wonder though," "Knowing this, would you still fight me? Do Jedi have it in them to be vengeful? Does the news of your fallen comrade fill you with anger and despair? Do you wish to end my life as I did hers?"

The older Jedi was hardly giving the woman attention at this point. Her senses were reaching out into the force. This Sith was far to bold, she spit words of fire to try and push them into action. Distract them from perhaps the bigger threat. The Master was about to turn around when one of the Padawans reacted to the taunting.

"Monster", the younger female screamed as she charged into action. The young girl was quick and highly technical, very skilled in form one. But there was little in her body movement or striking that Aubrey would not read like an open book.

"No young one", the Master Jedi tried to speak over her young apprentice. But what was done could not be undone. The raven haired woman had little choice but to enter the fight now. She had to try and save the young girl before the Sith surly killed her.

"It appears they answered for me my apprentice", the Sith Lord spoke into the mind of his only love in the verse. "Kill the young one, slowly let the other woman watch", he continued. Virion would then reveal himself and drop his force cloak. The force itself would take a sudden and dramatic shift that all of them would feel.

A chilling wave would fill the air within the ally as the Sith Lord moved into the fight. The sudden appearance of Virion and his dark side power caused the Jedi Master to pause for a sprinting moment. But she was already committed to assisting the young female Padawan.

The male Padawan would turn to face the male Sith but keep his stance. "You do not scare me Sith, the light will guide me and we will defeat you", the boy spoke.

Virion would visibly sniff the air as he cocked his head upward. "snif snif....mmmm pride and...snif snif....fear. You are well on your way boy, I know those emotions well. To bad for you I already have an apprentice", Virion spoke and then stopped just short of striking distance from the young man.

"Now, turn off your lightsaber", the Sith commanded. With some hesitation and an greater expression of fear on his face the young man obeyed. "Very good, now turn the weapon on yourself and let your Master watch" The young man, tears now in his eyes would seemingly follow the Sith's every word. Turning his hilt around he would point the blade end to his belly and then turn to face the others.

"Master..", the boy would plead before the dark side twisted in his mind and his ignited the blade. The Sith Lord would then pull the weapon threw and draw the hilt of the padawan's lightsaber to his hand.

 

[EmilyHuene]

"Monster"

Aubrey watched with her cruel smile as the female youngling was the one to fall for her taunting. The girl charged at Aubrey with purpose in her eyes, but her lack of skill would be her undoing. With a simple sidestep the red haired Sith would dodge the girl's first attack. With the back of her blade she blocked the girl's next strike; she didn't even have to see the attack to know where the blade would hit. Meanwhile, her eyes were on the master who paused only for a second before coming at her as well.

"It appears they answered for me my apprentice. Kill the young one, slowly let the other woman watch"

"Yes, Master."

Aubrey would turn to her right and cross her left arm under her right, just under her armpit. She reached out with the Force and would push the girl with a powerful barrier knocking her to the ground. At the same time, she'd reach with her right arm which held the saber and block the master's slash. She'd have a few moments before the girl got back to her feet, so first she had to incapacitate the master.

There were no times for games, so Aubrey would bring everything to the table. Using the Dark side she let herself become a vessel to its influence. Her strength doubled and her speed would be like nothing anyone would predict from the woman. Faster than the youngling's eyes would see Aubrey would begin striking the master with her stolen staff. The blade twirled in her hand back and forth and back again as she unleashed a devastating show of force.

The master was quick, skilled in defense like most Jedi were. But she wouldn't be ready for Aubrey's little trick. Her wrist unlocked and began to spin full circle, making the blade twice as dangerous. Aubrey crossed her arm slashing furiously against the master. Her one blade could not withstand her attack. Her eye's were filled with power. She was a true warrior.