Hey guys here's the chapter you've been waiting for!

I know it's late, but I have been busy over the last few months. Second job, other novels and just plain procrastination have slowed me down in writing the chapter.

Though I do still have lots of Ideas for the Novel. I'll talk about more of this stuff at the bottom Enjoy!

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Chapter 4: To Start an Empire

(Unknown)

(Vaylin PoV)

It was truly a novel concept to me. I could not remember the last time I could meditate peacefully before I was saved. Or was I saved?

Some times that question comes to mind as I walk the ship, interact with the crew. Of course none of them like me. I terrorized them for months as the Eternal Empress. An almost empty title were I had no true power over anyone.

Well I did have power, but it was fickle, I was never taught properly how to bend people to my will and that was my downfall. They only ever wanted me to be the pawn, the one used by others.

The Outlander once told me that if 'that' man hadn't taken me and twisted my teachings, I could have become the most powerful person in the galaxy.

For now I was stuck behind him.

He also told me that I might have become a Jedi, I scoffed at the words but he explained. My natural connection to the force, my child like wonder when I was younger, if it was nurtured more by my mother, another person who wanted to control me, I might just have turned to the light.

It sometimes makes me glad then that 'he' took me in and showed me the truth of the universe, that it was power and power alone that mattered, that it would let you accomplish whatever you desired. But then, what did I desire?

I thought I had that power, even surpassing 'him', but then the Outlander appeared.

Appeared and showed me the new definition of power. It rolled off him, even when he was in carbonite I could feel it come off his immobile form. Maybe it was for that reason that we didn't kill him when he was so weak. Maybe that was why I could feel his presence sometimes in the 5 years that passed.

Whatever the case, it only got stronger after he awakened, I of course found out later he was doing something I always wanted to do, taking down that bastard who made me and made my power his own.

I sometimes wonder what would have happened if he hadn't stopped me, hadn't talked me down near the end. Would I have beaten him? I could not imagine the scenario happening now, even if I did the power I held would be I have been taken by the force, just another force user in the grand scheme of time?

Could I have defeated him at what would have been his pinnacle? No, what am I thinking he has already surpassed where he was back then. It's hard to tell when he keeps it bottled up, but it's there, always growing stronger and stronger.

He just needed the right stimulus to let it flow out.

But then…I'm glad I stopped when I did, I'm glad he was willing to let me flourish. I had become more powerful than I could have ever been after letting the title of Eternal Empress go. It was a chain that bound me and my power to a lower level, only when it was broken could I ascend higher.

The Outlander understood this…understood me and what I could become, I would grow stronger no matter what I had to do to sho…..the force just shifted, I felt it tug at my body, pulling it in a certain direction, I furrowed my brows as my sight of the galaxy shut off, I was in total darkness.

The tugging intensified to an impossible degree as if my body was being ripped in two. But I smothered the pain, used it to make my domination of the force stronger. I grit my teeth slightly as this continued and continued. What is going…

The tugging stopped, the pain disappeared as if it were a lie...and I also felt the sun on my skin?I opened my eyes slowly. I was no longer on the ship….no I was, but I also wasn't. I steadily got to my feet as I scanned my surroundings slowly; I now stood ina forest, on a planet I had never been on before. Some type of birds chirped in the surroundings and insects buzzed in the air.

If I wasn't stronger in the force I wouldn't know I wasn't actually here. Even the heat of the area, the humidity started to affect my body. But how could it affect my body if I wasn't actually here? This wasn't a vision, or a projection in the force, it was like I was physically here, but not.

Something niggled at the back of my mind as I sent feelers into the force, a new connection had been formed within me, I had never had many connections through the force, my mother and father severed theirs early on, the closest person I had a connection to since my brothers would be the Outlander.

Something we had developed over our long game of cat and mouse, the rivalry and power plays had created it, but it had only gotten stronger as he tried to help me become what I was denied.

But no, this connection was different. I shifted my feet in the dirt below me, watching as it moved from my presence. There was something else about this planet…ahhh… I'm surprised I didn't notice sooner.

I was at a nexus in the force, one like many planets that littered the galaxy. But this one, this one was steeped in the light side. Sure it could be corrupted, maybe even changed to the dark side given enough influence, but this planet felt untouched, pristine.

The life was vibrant, the peace abundant. *Rustle* The shifting of clothes behind me alerted me to a presence behind. Why hadn't I felt them earlier? I had exceptional sensing capabilities; it was not possible for me to have missed someone, not this close. I turned to gauge the new presence.

A lone person sat in a clearing meters behind me. It was clear that they too were meditating or had been. They wore light colored robes that draped their body, baggy in nature it hung off them in a natural manner, something clearly worn often. Though the color was lighter than the usual Jedi brown, it was clear that, that is what they were…a Jedi.

The Force surged around them, comforted them, they seemed to have gone through the pain I just felt. It comforted them in their need for tranquillity… weak. I could hear it sing in their ear, their strong connection to it was…surprisingly powerful, reaching even my own level of power. Still not as strong as the Outlander, but it was the most powerful presence I had felt since coming to this time. My eyes narrowed as I looked at them, were they a threat to be dealt with? A test to gauge my new found power?

Their back was turned to me so I couldn't see their face, but their hood was down as they basked in the force around them. Shiny blond hair cascaded down their back as small animal and critters congregated around their person.

Their bond to the force drew them near, the warm feeling she produced would strengthen their fight as they tried to survive the unruly wilderness that followed the rest of the galaxy unrepentant laws. Survival of the fittest.

Was this Jedi the reason I was here?

Ever so slowly I reached out in the force to ascertain my assumption, the new connection I now held. I looked at the Jedi and I could feel it…it was faint, just made, but impossible to break and with every second it was getting stronger. What was this?

"Huh?" The Jedi's bell like voice, now identified as female, sounded out at my probing, they could feel it. Their hands disconnected from each other as their breath sped back up to a normal pace. She could feel my eyes on her as she placed her hands to the ground and lifted herself up.

Slowly turning in my direction the force seemed to scream in my ear. 'It was not yet time' All I could catch a glimpse of, as the surroundings faded to black and I was once again in my quarters on the ship, were the Jedi's piercing grey eyes as they widened in surprise.

Her eyes and mine locked for a second, grey meeting my own blue and red, before being broken as she disappeared into mist in front of me.

I looked around at the metal walls that now surrounded me and knew that what had just happened wasn't a force vision, small specks of the dirt from the forest lay beneath my feet lingering in the room that was spotless. As I looked down at them I was no longer in my always perfect meditative position further confirming what just happened.

But my mind was whirling with questions. What had just happened? Who was the Jedi? What was this new connection I felt growing inside me?

I felt inclined to delve more into the connection that I now felt constantly, but the force seemed to wain me off the idea, even if I tried I would not find the results I was looking for. No, it was telling me, it was not yet time for me to confront this Jedi near my own power, but it would happen soon.

I felt a smile tug at my lips slightly sadistic in nature; I couldn't wait to see what this new test would bring. Would I find a new path to the strength I craved? Only time would tell.

There was only one I could think of that might have the answers I sought in that moment. Walking to the door, I opened it quietly and made my way towards the Outlander.

(Space, Phantom, Conference Room)

(3rd Person PoV)

Mace slowly opened his eyes after Vaylin stopped speaking. With his legs crossed in the classic meditation pose, Vaylin sat across from him, both had been feeling...reaching out in the force as Vaylin explained her new connection.

Mace had slowly probed the connection to see if it were breakable, not that Vaylin hadn't already tried, but Mace had to look deeper at it. But the connection, as he had found, was unbreakable, the closer he peered the more it seemed like it was truly apart of Vaylin herself, like it had always been there. Something Mace had never encountered before, he has seen many force connections and bonds that formed between people, he had many himself, used them to his advantage when the occasion called.

His brows furrowed slightly as he finally spoke. "We cannot do anything about your new force bond right now. We will have to deal with this in the future. Possible finding the other half…this Jedi could provide the answers we need."

A thoughtful look flashed across Vaylin's face at the words. She had already expected them after testing the connection herself, but it was good to get a second opinion. Truthfully she was in no rush to kill the Jedi; this new connection only intrigued her. Plus the power the Jedi projected was near her own, the thought that this could be another test, an occurrence that would increase her own power, was starting to blossom in her mind.

"I shall go back to my quarters to meditate on this more." Still trapped in her thoughts, her actions were perfunctory as she got up and walked back to her room. Mace watched her as she left, before slowly closing his eyes again.

In an instant he stood in his mind scape and looked at the familiar scenery around him. Metallic walls lined with book cases filled with tomes, data pads, books and Holocrons. A small smile came to his lips as he looked at his old home.

If he imagined it just right he might have heard the sound of Nar Shaddaa from the outside, but of course this was his mind scape, the noise only existed if he wanted it to. The Empire had commissioned his own stronghold back on Dromund Kaas, but he and Alira had used their personal money to purchase their home away from home, their personal retreat to blow off steam and relax.

Alira had wanted to threaten and coerce the property from a hut or some other unsuspecting dealer, but it was decided in the end a properly purchased residence would raise less red flags when they moved their personal belonging in and later settled.

None but their close companions knew about their home and they kept it that way. The small though reminded Mace he would have to see what had become of his old home, it was possible raided in his time away from the galaxy.

He felt his anger prickle in anticipation for the sorry person that currently owned his home, if it was still even standing. In the end he still had this representation in his mind, It had taken his wife quite a while to get it just right. Having another spirit inhabit your mind wasn't something trivial, especially giving one such control over your mind scape, if it were not his wife no one would have such free reign.

The other spirits were still trapped, currently or awaiting their energy to be sapped and knowledge used. Some of the willing ones were treated better; having their own little area that Mace had given them. Of course they could every now and then learn about the outside world to find out what was going on to sate their curiosity. But only his Wife had free access to do whatever she liked.

His eye flittered over the library for a second as he looked for the reason he had come here, a small smile coming to his lips as he spotted her. With her back turned to him, he walked with purpose and hugged Alira from behind as he looked over her shoulder. She didn't make a sound and seemed indifferent to the contact as he arrived, but he could just see the small smirk that came to her lips as she continued to read.

They stayed like that for a short time while Mace read over the Holocrons in her hands. As this was his mind scape, the Library, while resembling the original in his home, was also populated with much, much more.

Though it looked like Alira was looking through a Holocrons she was actually scrolling through the collected knowledge of his imprisoned spirits for information. The books, data pads, tomes and Holocrons were all knowledge retained by him, his wife and the other spirits, only separated to make them easier to identify.

The dark side, the light side, many of the secret of the force, all could be found in the library he was now standing in. The library had drastically expanded with the addition of Valkorion's information, something that had been keeping Alira's attention for the last few months.

"Have you found anything?" Her eyes never left the information in front of her as she spoke. "I have, I'm haven't verified my thoughts yet though. But as you know when we were looking into force bonds and our avenue to enlighten the Cipher and your Twi'lek to the force, we extensively researched the bonds shared between the 'Jedi Exile' and her group..."

She waved her hand slightly and a different tome appeared on the right, something Mace had read before, his mind drifted back to gather the information before she continued. "Some of the tattered reports and Personal journals of the 'Exile' point in a certain direction..."

Alira stopped for a second and finally turned to her Husband a devious smirk on her lips. "It's deeper than a force bond or connection, it points to only a few possibilities, if I'm correct the results would be...delicious." Mace knew that look in his wife's eyes, the look of lust and passion at gaining new knowledge...power.

Mace listened intently as she began to list potential options and ideas as the mystery before her gained all her attention, if it wasn't for the small ripple in the force that appeared outside his room, he would have stayed longer.

Letting one last smile grace his lips, he leaned in for a goodbye kiss before leaving. Alira watched as her husband left and couldn't help but frown for a fraction of a second before finally getting back to the information before her.

One thought though played through her mind before she lost herself again, 'I will have his undivided attention later', a small sultry smirk on her lips.

(Ayillh PoV)

*Beep*

I shifted down my hood and clipped my mask to my belt as the door slowly opened, before finally stepping over the threshold, sitting in his usual posture on the bed, his eyes opened slowly as he took me in. I could see how relaxed his body had been, he must have been talking with his Alira.

He was only this relaxed when he talked to his wife... well without having sex anyway. The small content smile on his lips as I stopped before him turned to business in seconds and I couldn't help but appreciate the predatory and calculative eyes he held as he looked up.

The gaze was one of the first things that drew me to him, the fact that he could organize and command an alliance of both the republic and empire, bitter enemies, to face the eternal empire after a 5 year carbonite bath...well that came in a close second.

I had known him long before that though and already had enough reasons to be drawn to him, so when he called, I of course answered. But I was getting side tracked, there was a reason I was in here. "Commander, the long range sensors have picked up the planet, our calculation were correct. We'll be arriving in 1 hour."

Eyes finally focusing on me, he gave a small nod but said nothing else, I was already used to his small use of words after working with him for so long, in the field though he was completely different, taking control of a situation in seconds and giving orders when needed. He truly was the perfect commander in that aspect.

I waited to see if he had any other orders before finally turning to leave. I had an hour to spend before we reached our destination, I needed something to do in that time...Blizz did pick up a few interesting things back on Tatooine.

As I finally reached the door I was about to leave when my body locked up, the force was lightly squeezing my body. I frowned for a second before letting it take me. I was lifted off the ground for a second as my boy turned to face Mace once more.

If it had been anyone else I might have tried to escape instantly, I still had a few ways of getting out of the situation, but it was him, I didn't trust many people, but I trusted him. I let the force grip me just that bit tighter as I floated over to the bed. *Beep* I heard the door to the room close as I finally reached the bed.

As if molding me like a toy I didn't resist as my knees curled up below me and my hands drifted to my back, locking themselves there, my chest pushed out. I just had enough control of my face to raise an eye brow in his direction. He still hadn't said a word as I landed before him on the soft bed.

Why was he doing this? Did I mess up in my mission?

The thoughts drifted through my mind as his hand reached out and gently caressed my cheek, I felt a small tingle go down my spine at the touch and knew exactly what was going on...but why like this? He usually wasn't this forceful...well unless you count Jaesa; she loved this type of stuff.

I looked into his eyes searching for the answer and instantly saw the small devious smirk on his lips and playfulness in his eyes. His hand left my cheek and he started to take off his clothes, my body still immobile. As he went he spoke.

"I remember a certain Mirialan shooting me right in the face back on Naboo." Ohh, I almost face palmed, I should have remembered that. The smile grew just that bit wider as he saw my reaction. "Yes, ohh. It's time for your Punishment." His voice had turned completely playful by this point and I considered if I might have made a small mistake.

Finally his last piece of gear was moved to the side and I felt the grip of the force tighten before making me bend at the waist, slowly lowering my head.

Or maybe I should do that more often?

At least it would be an interesting hour.

(1 Hour later)

(Space, Phantom, Cockpit)

(3rd Person PoV)

Mace looked down at Tython as the Phantom came out of Hyperspace, sending a few feelers out in the force he reveled in the nexus of the force for a few seconds, marveling at the connection the force had to the planet. Like all nexus's in the force it was a sight to see.

Vette was guiding the ship into orbit as Ashara looked down at the sensor readings, they were looking for a specific landing point. Ashara spoke up as she searched for the specific landmass. "Ahh it's good to be back. It's been a long time." Mace turned to her for a second before looking back down.

"I forgot you didn't get to take part in the assault." She frowned for a second pressing a few buttons to triangulate their position. "Yeah, I was dealing with a different group of Revanites at the time..." She pouted his way before continuing to look over the readings.

"Not like I would have got to get a crack at that stuck up Master, Oric Traless. Only the main strike force with you and Ayillh actually got to do anything fun. I would have loved to get a crack at a high council member."

Mace let out a small laugh, remembering the Nautolan Master that had tried to stop their advance into the grand council room, it was an interesting battle to say the least. Dwelling on the thought for a short while Mace once again focusing back on the planet, stopping to feel it the planet.

With a few huge land masses and verdant oceans, the planet was mostly jungle terrain and mountains creating a world teaming with life. With it also being a force nexus there were species of plant a fauna not found anywhere else in the galaxy as well as animals.

Mace was powerful enough to feel the massive life signature that the force radiated out from orbit as he delved deeper and deeper into the planet, he was only broken from his trance as Ashara read out the planet readings.

"I've located the temple. Sensors don't detect any major power source or readings meaning the defenses should be down." Pressing another button she pulled up a small area readout. "Life form readings say the main temples is practically infested with Flesh Raiders. Urgh. I sort of hoped they would die out after all these years, or at least the Jedi would wipe them out, bloody animals."

As she stopped to look over the readings Mace's thoughts flashed back to the grotesque pale and red aliens that sprung to the temples defense when the empire invaded. They may have been felled easily by his blade, but their numbers were what set them apart. Without the orbital bombardments it would have taken a lot longer to take the temple down, not to mention its plethora of defense droids and turrets.

It was a good thing that there was no power readings coming from the temple. It would save them a lot of time and trouble taking over the structure, though they would have to find a new power source and resources to fix up the place. Obviously the Jedi had left a long time ago.

That only left the Flesh Raiders and personally he didn't want to deal with them again. "Are there many?" Ashara grimaced as she looked at the readings. "The readings show multiple colonies or tribes littered around the area, not to mention the whole planet. I haven't gone too far out but I already see a few thousand."

Mace felt a headache come on as he thought of their numbers, it was possible that after 3 millennia the creatures had grown higher sentient thought and society and would not attack them on sight, maybe even by culling them until they fear the very sight of a sith could work in their favor.

That would be the best scenario, but Mace had a sinking feeling that they would be the same dumb animals that rushed head long into their enemies and didn't stop coming. Putting fear into them wasn't enough, it would be better to eliminate them.

But it would take too much time. Mace had nor the time or want to do something so trivial. 'We will have to expand our forces at some point. Better to let them deal with such tasks.' As Mace mulled over the possibilities Ashara spoke up once more in slight surprise as she looked at her readings.

"I'm also getting readings of a small colony of Twi'leks." "Mmm?" Now that did take his interest and it also grabbed Vette's. Finally looking away from her own consol and the planet below she turned to her co pilot.

"Twi'leks, here?" Ashara sat back for a second in thought putting her hand on her chin. It took her a few seconds before she had an answer. "When I was still a padawan and before I left for Taris there used to be a Twi'lek village that the Jedi would help and provided for. They would do miscellaneous task around the temple for protection. I didn't ever see them myself though."

"What and the Jedi just up and abandoned them when they left? Well what was I expecting of Jedi anyways?" Vette seemed to actually mull her question over for a second before answering it herself. She had seen the dark side of the Jedi before, they all had, it was no surprise that they would do such an act.

Mace took all the new information in as an idea sprung forth in his mind. "How many signatures?" Ashara, took a second to understand the question, before looking at the readings again for confirmation. "Just a few hundred, not even a thousand. There's not too far from the temple and sandwiched between 3 Flesh raider camps. It's a surprise they're even alive to be honest."

Mace let out a small chuckle as the new plan solidified in his mind. 'That would work.' "Vette prepare to land right in front of the temple, it seems we have some insects to exterminate. Ashara tell everyone to get ready, this shouldn't take too long."

"Aye Aye wrath!" Mace rolled his eyes at Vette as he moved to leave. "I'll get you back for that later." Vette cocked her eyebrow for a second before giving a lavish bow. "Yes Milord" Giving a small chuckle at her antics Mace just stopped at the lip of the exit as he thought of something.

Turning back to Ashara, his lips quirked, in a small teasing smile. "Though don't worry if you can't find Ayillh, she's a bit too tired for this little excursion. She'll join us later." Ashara and Vette both took one look at the amused glimmer in his eyes before they both burst out laughing. Following his orders as they chuckled to themselves.

(Typhon, Jedi temple)

(Mace PoV)

The ship touched down and I could already feel the extra presences start to surround the ship. I had seen the remains of the Jedi temple as we finally came to touch down in this small valley and that's what it was, remains.

Though the landscape had looked broken and battered when I had assaulted it last time, it looked desolate now, obviously the flesh raiders didn't care much for decorum. The desecration on the inside would be a sigh to see.

Without the defenses or any power for that matter, in the temple, it was possible to actually land in one of the still open landing bays the temple held, but I had decided it would be better to get this over with fast. By landing just off the main entrance, in front of the steps, I would draw them likes Tauntauns to the slaughter.

*Psh* The decompressing of the ramp snapped me from my thoughts as it slowly went down. Everyone but Ayillh was geared up behind me, nothing too specialized or heavy, they posed no real threat.

*Clunk *Clunk* It was with heavy steps that I finally stepped foot on Tython again, I closed my eyes as I felt the lingering light side of the force that still clung to the planet... no it was inherently linked to it. Something to corrupt in the future? I wasn't totally convinced. It was a known fact that nexus's in the force, especially planets were molded by the force.

To completely turn it to the dark side would turn the planet into a barren and harsh land scape, making it lose natural resources, trees, mountains, even animals. No such a corruption would be foolish. But I would still have to get rid of the light side; it would be an unwanted presence.

I let myself get lost for a second in the force as I felt the ground beneath me before finally opening my eyes to get a proper look at the temple. Most of the windows that could be seen were cracked and knocked out, the old training areas overgrown with weeds and foliage.

The steps leading to the temple were cracked and half buried by dirt and any trees that once gave the temple some majesty and serenity were gone. Littered around the ship, the beasts, Flesh Raiders stood weapons drawn.

Looking down at their wooden weapons I couldn't help but feel disdain, at least they weren't outright attacking, but they were tense. I could see that anything could set them off at any moment. It was possible only our presence in the force that stopped the animals from rushing forwards to attack, a bestial instinct.

There were a few red and green raiders littered about, along with the normal pale looking abominations. Their teeth gleamed into feral grins as they stared at us in hunger. They weren't called Flesh raiders for nothing.

I scanned them, briefly, to see if any actually had an iota of power, something that could give a soldier a run for his money, but they were little more than bugs in the force, almost rejected by it from what I could see.

Why the Jedi never killed them? I would say I don't know, but their pragmatic belief in everything in the force being sacred might have deluded them into thinking that they would at some point change, evolve into something more, but no... they were beasts.

*Snap Hiss* The others had finally gotten behind me, the sound of lightsabers igniting scarring a few of the weaker minded ones. I saw them flinch at the sound, already feeling Jaesa and Xalek's blood lust rise behind me.

Vaylin was at my side, like myself, we were not going to fight the riff raff out here. Our presence may have caused them to hesitate, but it wasn't going to last long, it was in that small window that, *Boom*, a small rocket traveled from behind me and exploded killing a small cluster off to my left.

I could just hear Vette's smothered laughter as I looked back and saw Blizz with a rocket launcher perched on his shoulder. I was pretty sure we didn't have one of those on the ship when we arrived, but I pushed the thought to the back of my mind, you never knew what Blizz would suddenly pull out of nowhere.

Blizz turned to me as I looked over and started to shake in excitement. "Blizz, Boom Boom!" Those words seemed to finally galvanize the beasts into action. Rushing forwards with reckless abandon they swarmed our position, already a hundred from sight alone. "Slaughter all of them. If they try to run…let them go. Let them spread fear before we come for them." Vette had already drawn her blaster before my words and was picking off anyone far away, while Blizz was taking pot shots at any large group.

Xalek, and Jaesa started to move out, spreading death and destruction as their lightsabers flew by. That just left me, Vaylin, Ashara and Nadia to move forwards. "Hahaha" I could hear Jaesa's laughter as I went.

I took my time as I slowly walked forwards; anything that remotely got close was taken care of by one of my Apprentices. It didn't take long for us to finally reach the entrance. Ashara was right, they were an infestation.

Reaching the main atrium with its two stair cases, winding to the top, I spotted numerous more raiders getting ready for battle. They squeaked and growled in their basic communication as they rushed forwards, roars of beasts trying to fight back.

I didn't bother with them for a second as I looked at the giant Holocron statue that used to stand in the middle of the atrium. It used to float in the air, a representation of the strength of the Jedi, their accomplishment in the force, a constant reminder.

Now it lay uselessly on the ground, cracks caused by its fall... their fall... the abandonment of the Jedi.

In seconds the first group of Raiders was dealt with as I made my way up. "Nadia, Ashara, Clear the lower floors." "Yes Master" "Master" Both moved of without a question, the sounds of their battle resounding into the temples depths. I could feel their emotions fluctuate as they moved into what was once their home. I had only one destination in mind, the main reason I had picked such a place as our base of operation.

Vaylin shot me a look for a second and a few words went unsaid as the next group of beasts rushed forwards. Without saying a word she splayed her arms forth, lightning obliterating those in front. Though the lightning killed them, they still had enough time to scream in agony, a prolonged torture. I could tell she was like my wife in that fashion.

It was almost like the greeting of an old friend, the harsh sounds of agony that greeted me. Some got thrown off the stairs, letting gravity do the work, others broken necks, some had the honor of getting a crushed body as Vaylin made her way forwards, reeking havoc.

It was always interesting to see her use of the force, how Valkorion had taught her to tap into her anger. Her abilities were strong, I wanted... no needed to see how far she could go. I finally stopped before the council chamber doors. There were more raiders coming in from behind, but Vaylin was dealing with them.

I looked at where the doors used to be, now lying uselessly to the side, time having taken its tole, though the markings around the door suggest that the raiders had helped the process along. Waking into the room, I felt a smile come to my lips as I stepped into the old, Jedi high Council room.

There was, as suspected, only one Flesh raider in the room, the Chieftain, sitting on what used to be the Grand master's chair. Bigger than all the others and stronger, it red skin and tattoos stood out as its way of denoting dominance. Standing up its bulbous eyes gazed at me in fear and aggression its weapon was actually something I was familiar with, an old Jedi practice saber.

The fact the weapon was working after so long showed it's durability over time, though I was still surprised it survived. This Raider seemed to be a bit smarter than the others, though it wanted to rush forwards to attack, I could feel its caution. Gripping the blade strapped to its back, it slowly got into a badly performer Ataru stance.

I almost laughed at its pathetic sight as I walked forwards. Readying its blade, I let the creature run forwards to attack. Vaylin wanted to step forwards already back at my side, the other raiders already afraid to come close to such raw power and destruction.

I held up my hand to stop her, I wanted it to get close. As the Chief finally got within range it slashed with all its might. I could just see the small thrill of battle in its eyes, the assured victory the beast thought it had as I didn't move to stop it.

My smile only grew wider as I watched that thrill...that hope, crumble and diminish. The blade stopped before it could even touch my armour, it was with only the tiniest amount of force that I stopped the blade and slowly lifted the creature.

The Chief's eyes of hope turned to despair as I lifted it from the ground. Pulling it just that little bit closer I stared into its now terror filled eyes and drunk in his helplessness as I slowly began to squeeze. Like my wife I also occasionally liked to prolong a beings suffering.

I felt my emotions run wild, finally being let loose, even if only briefly, the dark side trying to establish a grip over me as I reveled in it. But I controlled its power, I was my own master, I would take what I wanted.

I threw what remained of the creature out the door as I walked forwards, my mind settling and goal clear. I didn't want to get any blood stains inside the council chambers. I would have to deal with the mess later, cleaning up all the bodies that were sure to be littered after our massacre, though if my plan worked out I would soon have people to do that for me.

I would have to send Vette for good measure, but who to go with her?...Jaesa has been pretty antsy lately...She will be able to blow off some steam.

My mind made up I finally stopped before the grand master's chair, the same one that Satele Shan sat in before she retired, the one other Jedi masters had coveted over the years... now mine. I felt the force bristle in anger for but a moment as I finally took my place at the head of the room.

The other seats around me once reserved for Jedi masters, now only to be used for my new empire's council. Vaylin took a seat to my left, shooting me another look, a small smile on her lips as well. She closed her eyes as she once more strengthened her connection to the force while I looked around the room one more time, enjoying the feeling, before also closing my eyes.

It would take the rest a while to clear out the rabble. This was the first step in a long journey, maybe not the most important, but one of the most satisfying.

The moment when I took claim of the Jedi Home world.

(Typhon, Jungle)

(3rd Person PoV)

Orn'Vigrala kept his eyes peeled as he looked out at the jungle before him. Well it wouldn't be right to completely label the area in front of him as just jungle. With a gravel road in front of him, pact with dirt, undergrowth and fauna, as well as two small mountains that flanked the path and separated him and his village from the horrors of the world.

Continuing down the path that was littered with dirt and small critters, it was only 300 meters away where the path split off into two. One lead towards the left mountain and a flesh raider hot spot that had to be avoided at all cost. While the path on the right lead to the jungle as well as a Flesh Raider encampment even further out.

It was this right path that was used the most as they would send regular scout parties to gather food while avoiding Flesh Raiders that way. The left path had nothing thanks to the hot spot of Raiders down that way.

Guard duty as it were may not have been the fanciest job in the village but it was the most important. Standing atop the sturdy metal walls of the village entrance/walls/gate, being on guard duty, while boring most of the time, especially at this time of the cycle, was no less important than the other times.

If there were a surprise Flesh Raider attack, and they did not hastily prepare and hide most in shelters and other hidden holes of their small little valley, the damages could be catastrophic. Only the most loyal and attentive were generally allowed to man the gates at any time.

It was said that in the past the metal walls he now stood on could block the Flesh Raiders from their conquests that they would, at every turn, stop them from making it into their small little town, but those times were long gone.

Orn looked to his left, down at the wooden implements that were used in the middle of the metal gate. Left open for eternity the metal walls would no longer close and protect those within. The technology used to keep it running had long since broken, the method to fix it lost with time.

Many had tried to understand the complexities of the metal walls that helped them fend off intruders, and the buildings that they still used keep out the cold even though, like the wall, their doors no longer shut properly.

Nothing that a good sheet of animal skin couldn't fix though. It had been this way for as long as Orn could remember, and even their recent ancestors hadn't seen the mechanisms work. Only stories were told of what they once provided them, fairy tales really.

Fairy tales that some of the younger ones believed in, but once they became adults they would soon forget those fanciful tales and what if's, but all that mattered in the end was the day by day, something Orn had learned early on in life. Some would call Orn a bit immature as he still believed in the old stories, but then he had proven himself to be one of the best hunters of the tribe.

With one of the best eyes sights in the village, even as he grew older, he was regularly stationed as look out and scouter for hunting parties. Avoiding the flesh raiders was a tough endeavor as they roamed he outside like it was their own playground, while they huddled inside their small village and Orn was one of the best at keeping foraging parties safe.

Orn sometimes wondered why the Flesh Raiders didn't just storm the village with their never ending numbers, why they were blessed with such high reproductive capacities he never understood. Some thought it was because the Raiders still felt fear when they raided the village, as if an unseen protector was warding them from taking them all, some had a more grim view, saying the Flesh Raiders only left them be because they were considered live stock like the ones they sometimes raised.

That they let them propagate so they would have sport in the future. Of course not many believed that one because of their intellect or lack thereof. They were nothing more than beast most thought, dragging off their victims to feast on their flesh making them worst than any other animal.

But Orn thought differently. He had seen their organized patterns of hunting, their small tribal ways of doing things. He was sure that they were smart enough to farm live stock and the thought...the thought made him angry beyond belief.

To be treated as live stock, to have no freedom, to know that anything you do will in the end, not matter, that he could just become another 'play thing' in an endless cycle, much like the world, made him grip his fists in anger.

Some in the past had tried to rebel against the Flesh Raiders in a way. Though they technically weren't actually under their rule it felt like it, living of scraps, avoiding them at all costs, being raided constantly and not being able to fight back. Some tried to rally others that could take them down, but their hides were too tough.

The weapons around the village weren't steardy enough to break their skin, it easily took their best fighters to even take down one not to mention one of their bigger clans, clans that became more numerous by the day.

In those same children stories it was said that their ancestors used to have weapons that could easily kill the flesh raiders and it was only their numbers that could threaten them, oh how Orn wished it were true.

But when they tried to fight back, these were the times when the village suffered the most. It was like the beasts took offence to them challenging their rule. After such attempts the raids would become more numerous, more people would be killed or taken in each attempt. The last time it had happened, the time when his parents died, they had killed all the males above a certain age, leaving only half the woman as well. The terrified screams, as they were taken away and eaten, continued into the night, something that still haunted Orn as he slept.

It had been tough then, especially growing up without his parents. They only left the bare minimum when instances like that happened, and Orn didn't want to ever see that happen again...but he was helpless to stop it!

If there was one thing Orn wasn't, it was stupid. Though he had those thoughts, he knew he couldn't act upon them. But it didn't make it sting any less; he didn't want to see the village once again in a state of desperation.

Orn's eyes turned down in shame as he thought of that time, before he slightly shook his head. Shaking the depressing thoughts from his heads, he reached up and flicked one of his lekku back over his shoulder as he looked at the other two assigned to guard with him that day.

There was a male and female, one was Glie'Lusez, Another orphan caused by a Flesh Raider attack. They had both been friends growing up, both being around the same age, but had slowly drifted apart over the years. Both being the best hunters in the village a small rivalry had sprouted between the two in their younger years, which had lead to conflict.

These days Orn didn't talk to Glie much and didn't care what he was doing. Though they would both team up without pause, should the Flesh Raiders come knocking. As Orn's eyes rested on him, he felt them twitch silently as he saw his long time rival asleep at his post.

In his younger years he might have gone over and woken him up and possible taunted him for such a mistake, but those times were long past. Orn was slowly getting to his mid 30's, it was almost time for him to start a family and start training the new generation of village fighters and scouters, to take up their responsibilities.

That small thought brought his attention over to the female of the group. His eyes couldn't help but go up and down the lithe figure of another childhood friend, eyes pausing perhaps too long on her sensual lekku.

Alema'Sira, just a few years younger than Orn himself, and long time friend of both men. It had been a slow process but Orn had been gradually broaching the topic of marriage. Though she hadn't responded to his advances yet, things were looking up, though she always did have her eye on Glie.

He quickly hid the frown that appeared on his lips as he looked at the two, before he once again looked out at the path leading towards the village. The frown quickly returned as his lekku twitched. He could just make out the sound of footsteps from his position, the crunch of dirt under boots ringing clearly from a distance

The noise seemed to get louder as he signaled for Alema to rouse Glie. As Glie woke from his slumber and prepared himself for the worst, all 3 gathered to look at their new arrivals, reading their weapons. Frowns appeared on their faces as they spotted the two figures slowly making their way out of the jungle.

One of them was like them, a Twi'lek, but one Orn had never seen before. Wearing gear that shinned in the small glare of the sun, some type of weapons they couldn't identify was strapped to her waste. Their frowns only got worse as they looked her up and down.

There had been small cases of Twi'lek with red skin in their village, but it was rare. It had been a long time since one of them had appeared. None of them could remember one having recently been born, and the new arrival didn't look too old, possible early twenties, judging by her flawless skin tone and lekku.

If one had been born everyone in the village would have known, it was found that those with red skin were generally stronger than other of their kind. No one was completely sure why, but it was an accepted fact.

Finally tearing their eyes away from her, they all grew apprehensive as they looked at the other figure. Orn, Glie and Alema all felt a dangerous pressure radiating from this other person. They had never seen a person like her before either, her skin color was a weird pigmentation that slightly resembled some of the Flesh raiders, but her skin wasn't cracked and gangly.

With a hood covering her face, hiding it from view, they could only see the smooth skin of her forearms and belly as well as her legs, while they made their way closer. Though it made her look like a younger Twi'lek in her prime, their sense of unease grew.

But while Glie and Alema were still trying to figure out the person behind the hood, a little idea slowly began to grow in Orn's mind. His mind switched back to the old fairy tales his parents used to tell him before the raids, about the days of old and the people that betrayed their ancestors, ancestors.

His eyes slowly drifted down to the cylinder like object at the side of her waist. Though he had never seen one before, and there was no name for the object, he knew it was what 'they' used. This only caused the dread to intensify in him even more.

As the two finally stopped before the gate, not saying a word, just looking up at them, the words just slipped from Orn's mouth without thinking, luckily neither heard his small whisper or so he thought.

"Jedi?"

(Typhon, Twi'lek Village Entrance)

(Jaesa PoV)

As the words came out of the blue Twi'leks mouth I turned my head to look at him. I didn't bother to control my anger at being called one of 'them', my glare instantly causing him to raise his weapon in defense. He felt the small chill go down his spine as his body realized it was looking at a predator.

I smirked at his pitiful attempt to seem intimidating as he raised his...wooden spear in my direction? They truly were a bunch of inferiors. Such schutta weapons? And looking at their attempt at defense; the small wooden spike barricade that could be taken down in seconds, I wanted to shake my head

If they weren't needed right now I would kill them for not bowing in my presence...should I kill them? No Master wants to see them, they will have their uses. Though I will have to show them proper respect and manners in the future. They should know when they face their betters.

Maybe we will actually help them become more civilized...obedient if they did. Yes they would want that. I wonder who master will get to discipline them? I let out a small chuckle without realizing it, once again putting these Twi'lek on edge.

The other had also drawn their weapons and seemed ready for a fight. I rolled my eyes looking up at them, this was starting to annoy me. But I would give them a little time to recompose themselves. What was the information we had on them?

Yes...a small village, the only one of its kind that we could find around the temple, only just over 1 thousand Twi'leks inside. The fact that they were still alive could be considered a miracle. But looking at them now, I knew the Flesh Raiders were just playing with them. I might well have done the same if I had such weak creatures as neighbors.

Use them when I wanted to entertain myself. Well I just might do so anyways in the future. "W-who are you? What is your business with our village?" Ohh so they finally have worked up the courage to talk to me. I'll forgive them this time for not bowing...and that disrespectful tone.

I turned my head to look at all of them before speaking. "Bring the leader of your Village out I have matters to discuss with them." I saw the face of the other male, the one with the dark yellow skin; harden as I said the words. My eyes lazily flittered to him as he shouted back.

"Our leader is a busy man, he does not have time for people such as your self. Tell us what you want or leave, weird one." Ohhhhh I will enjoy breaking this one. I slowly raised my hand as the three Twi'lek got ready for battle, realizing I was PISSED OFF, and held it out towards the insolent Twi'lek.

"THAT. WAS. NOT. A. REQUEST." I flared my power, reveling in it as I gripped his neck and dragged him towards me. Sure I could have been gentler in the execution, but I enjoyed seeing the panic in his eyes as his lower body slammed into one of the wooden spikes as I dragged him out.

"Glie!" It took less than a few seconds for me to have him just centimeters from my body. The fear only seemed to multiply as he clawed as his neck, his body trying to feebly break my hold. It was funny. The other two still up above us looked ready to jump down and attack me, but I wasn't worried.

I took a quick look back at Vette as she watched on behind me, but she made no move to help. Of course she wouldn't, I might have felt insulted if she tried. *Puff* *Puff* The other two dropped from their positions and slowly started to make their way towards me as their friend chocked to death.

The body of this Glie...mmnn, no; I will just refer to him as what he is, an insect. The body of the insect was starting to turn a different shade as the oxygen left his body. I felt the small tug at the back of my mind to continue, to make his last moments in the universe the most painful he had ever felt, but I let him go.

His body dropped to the ground like Bantha poodoo as he gasped for air. I still had my mission from master. It wouldn't help if I just killed their lap dogs at the front though maybe if I maim them? No I couldn't...but I could do something else.

The other two seemed to let out a breath of air as their friend tried to scramble away from me after regaining his breath. Like I was going to let that happen. Grabbing onto his foot with a little bit of the force I slowly dragged his body back towards me, even as he tried to crawl away.

His friends rushed forwards to help, but I just stopped them a few meters away. They also tried to struggle out of my stasis, but it was pointless. Blood started to come from the insect's hands as he clawed and clawed at the ground, but couldn't get away from me.

I let my hold of him go as I placed a boot on his back, driving him to the ground, his face in the dirt where it belonged. I grinded it there, taking pleasure in his small whimpers of pain he let out as I finally stopped and kicked him over so he was now looking up at me.

His fear filled eyes had turned to pure terror as I leant down to him. He flinched back in fright but couldn't get away as I look into his eyes. I was sure mine had already turned red from pure sadism, I couldn't keep the smile off my face.

"You listen here you schutta. Your race is no better than whores to pleasure those in power, which means me. If I tell you to do something you will do it, weather you want to or not. If I say crawl, you will crawl, if I want you to die, you will die. Now..."

I looked over my shoulder at Vette who still hadn't done anything. I was hoping that I could get a small rise out of her at my comment on her species, but she kept an impassive face. Though I couldn't blame her, in the end were they really her people anymore. We had become so much more.

"I will be needing you to take me to your leader, you will not walk, you will not speak, you will crawl their like the dog you are." I silenced his friends as I waited for his response, they could ruin the whole moment. I could have of course messed with his mind with my powers, but this way was so much more...delectable.

He seemed to have a strong spirit as I saw the inner struggle that sprouted in his mind when he heard the words, but all I had to do was place my boot once again on his stomach and grind it in for him to start to waver.

The powerlessness he felt was starting to dominate his mind, I watched his eyes dim as my smile got wider. Finally after a full 2 minutes of silence he slowly nodded his head. A part of him died at that moment, his pride, and I revelled as I slowly took it away.

"Good puppy...now as a treat you can lick my boots." My grin turned predatory as he starred up at me in disbelief, for a second it turned to pure hatred and I reveled in the look, it always turned me on in just the right way to see that sort of look.

I was happy that he wasn't completely broken so easy; it would be fun to continue this later. As soon as the anger appeared it once again disappeared and I took my boot off his stomach and placed it before his face. Begrudgingly his tongue slowly came out before it started to caress my boot, my emotions running higher ever second I watched.

I made him continue that for another few minutes before I had him stop, I wonder how he will take my ideas to modify his lekku in the future. Oh the fun I will have.

As I made him crawl towards their village, I finally released their friends. The woman looked like she was about to scream something but the other male stopped her. My demonstration had hit home, I turned to them and I could see the love he had for the woman fueling his actions. He didn't want to see her in the same position so he stopped her. He was pretty smart for an insect.

I'll have to ask Master if I can keep these three, I haven't had any new toys in a long time.

A little giggle came out as we made our way, I stepped on my new puppy ever now and then for fun.

(Typhon, Jedi temple)

(Anoon'Watni PoV)

My feet moved with trepidation as I followed 'her' towards the temple, the cursed ground. That's what the old documents called the place, the vile living area of the Jedi. Though it made sense in a way, from the weapon clipped to her hip, to the sense of foreboding that swelled over me as I first laid eyes on her.

None were supposed to venture out this far, it had been decided long ago that anyone that did…anyone that visited the temple would be banished from the village, it's foul presence could easily corrupt and twist those that came near, but I had little choice in the matter.

When she had come into the village, led by Glie and Orn, I knew I couldn't say no. They were the best hunters in the village, some of our best warriors after the older warriors had reached and passed their prime. I too used to be one of the best hunters in the village, it was one of the reasons why I had then become Chief when the last had been taken by Flesh Raiders.

It would have soon been time for me to pick one of the two, to decided who would lead the village going forwards, I didn't have much time left. The Flesh Raiders always killed those that got too old, I was already reaching my mid 40's, it wouldn't have been long now.

But now, I guess both of those choices might well have been taken from my hands. I was leaning more towards Glie, to take over the village, though brash at times I saw something in him that could possible lead our village to greatness…or at least make sure it survived another few decades.

But when he had come into the village, on his hands and knees, completely subservient to the Jedi, I knew he could no longer hold such a position. He was no longer the person I had watched grow up.

The Jedi had asked…no demanded that we come to meet her master, surly another Jedi who wanted to take control of us like our ancestors. To use honey words to make us do their bidding before throwing us away.

The Jedi who came, She didn't like us, it wasn't hard to tell that, not after what she did to Glie. When she had walked into the village it was hard not to instantly attack them. But of course every instinct in our bodies stopped us, she radiated it… power, and I was ashamed to admit I could do nothing but nod my head when she demanded we follow her.

When she first spoke to use, waltzing right up to the council, a smug smile on her lips, her boot on Glie's back, I thought she would have humiliated us more, made more demands, insulted our people again and again, for some type of sadistic pleasure, but the other one, the one of our kind, the rare red one, she stopped her. I couldn't tell if they were friends or not, sometimes I could see the small rivalry between them, something I had seen many times in young couples fighting for the affection of the one they love.

My thoughts were proven correct when I overheard them on the way here. After a rather belittling comment towards Glie, the red one turned to the Jedi with a small smirk. "Still mad that Master Favored me first huh?"

Poor Glie, she was extra brutal for the next few minutes in her actions. I had to hold back Alema from leaping forwards in his defense. Seeing the cruelty of the Jedi, which had only been told in stories, was not something I reveled in.

Though, the old stories used to show the Jedi as being craftier, giving false promises of gratitude, offering help and servitude to lower our guards, before finally stabbing us in the back and leaving us behind. I wasn't sure which I would prefer, the direct approach we were receiving or the subtle but more vicious betrayal.

I gripped my fists tightly as I shook the thoughts from my mind. I didn't want to, no, I loathed the idea of serving such cruel people. If it was just myself I would never agree to such a thing, but then I was the leader of the village, I had to think about them first.

But in the end would it be better to serve and live under the Jedi's greedy hands again? Or rebel and be slaughtered? I knew they were too powerful to face. Being the village leader lead me to knowledge that not many of the others had access to.

The old tomes and writing, recounted from generations past, showed just how powerful the Jedi once were, how even one of them would be able to slaughter our whole village. I felt the years begin to take a toll on my mind as the temple finally came into view.

My worst thoughts were confirmed as we got closer and closer. Bodies of Flesh Raiders; ripped to pieces, burned, cut in half, wounds I had never seen taken by the beasts before, laid scattered about the ground.

Those that had come with me, my closest council and leaders of the village showed different reactions as we finally climbed the steps of the temple. Oodam'Darap, one of my closest friends and steadfast allies, had a small smile as he walked into the temple.

Though the brashest of us all, he was the leader of our warriors, with his powerfully built body and green skin, many of the women in the village hoped to gain his attention when he was younger. Though I wasn't there at the time it was said he faced a Flesh Raider in unarmed combat and won, earning him the attention of the previous warrior leader who passed on his position to the young warrior.

He had been on the council for the longest and was the oldest of the group. Having fought the Flesh Raiders more than anyone else, I could understand why he was smiling at the scene before him. The bodies of the Flesh Raiders piled high in some areas as we were led up the winding stair case.

His wife, the woman that finally stole his heart though wore a different expression. Alim'Aola, the beauty of the village, though some of the younger girls were starting to catch up with her as she grew older, had a concerned expression.

With Blue skin that put the sky to shame and limpid eyes that screamed compassion she was practically the exact opposite of her husband. Being one of the gentlest people I had ever known, the village loved her like a mother. Usually helping the younger generation as a teacher, her popularity with everyone in the village earned her the spot on the council. Sometimes called the voice of the people, she was almost a rare breed in the village, one not touched by the vicissitudes of the Flesh Raiders brutality.

No while she was the innocence, Koyi'Rartu, was the female on the council who showed practicality and hard cold calculative truth. Sometimes shunned in the village for her harsh views, I had listened to her council more than I would like to admit when tough decisions had befallen the village.

She was the only one on the council that would willingly sacrifice our warriors if it would provide us an advantage. I looked over at her for a second as we stood in front of two wrecked doors in front of us. There was a pressure that seemed to radiate out the doors, I felt my body tremble from just standing close to it, but could do nothing but follow the Jedi as she walked in.

Koyi's eyes were sharp as she starred into the room, I could tell her mind was working a mile a minute to find a solution to our predicament, though it didn't show I could also see the nervousness she projected, the small twitch of a finger as she followed behind.

While beautiful like Alim, with her pale skin and big eyes, she had not yet found a husband to continue her line, I knew that got to her more than she would like to admit. I stopped for a second, probably the only second I would get, to have one last look at my fellow tribesmen, before having to face the Jedi.

Standing next to Alim was Jido'Tar the best scout in the village, with blue skin and powerful legs, no one could catch him even if they tried, to his right was Gegfek'Chom, I hadn't liked him much in my younger years and I still didn't like him now.

Like Alim, he was smart, too smart some times. He used to be a competitor for me, for position of village chief, but after losing he had truly let himself go, once a great warrior, his body had fattened up in his old age. With pale skin and beady eyes he was breathing a bit heavily after the walk from the village.

I wanted to call him out on it sometimes, but he only truly got bad when his wife was killed in a Flesh Raider attack, I left him alone as he slowly started to lose himself in depression.

I looked away from my old rival to look at the last 2 people on the council, two people vying to gain my heart and progeny. Hraba'Poy and Vilo'Palakwi, they had both been vying for my affection for many years now, even finding positions on the council to gain my attention after I became chief.

I felt a sigh coming to my lips as I thought about the predicament. Though it wasn't generally frowned upon to have more than one mate in the village if you were a male, I had never truly given them the answer they wanted and could not see myself with both of them. Maybe one, but not both.

Growing up together, it was now in my late years that I know I should have chosen one of them earlier, with the Flesh raiders and now the Jedi, I don't know if I will have the time to create the family I always wanted.

Both starred at me as I turned to them, I could only just muster up a small smile to abate their worries before walking into the room. I steadied my nerves as I went, I was the leader of the Village, I would do what was best for my people!

(3 Person PoV)

(Typhon, Jedi Temple, Jedi Council Chamber)

Mace slowly opened his eyes as Vette and Jaesa walked into the room. Reaching out slightly in the force he easily felt the small group of presences standing at the entrance to the council chamber. His eyes flickered to the 11 people outside for a second before returning to his long time companions.

Though, his eyebrows did rise, when he noticed one of them prostrated on all for and shuffling forwards on his knees. Mace could do nothing but roll his eyes as he looked at Jaesa for a second. Jaesa for her part just sported a smile his way as she came to stop before him.

"I thought I ordered you to just 'ask' them to meet me?" Jaesa frowned for a second before giving a respectful bow. "Sorry master if I have displeased you…that one called me a Jedi and insulted me…I couldn't help but show him his rightful place." Vette gave a small snort from behind her but said nothing.

Mace starred down at Jaesa for a few seconds before pushing the matter to the side, it changed nothing and he knew his apprentice could get emotional, being called a Jedi. "Never mind, you have brought them before me, it is now up to them to accept our offer."

Jaesa bowed once more before standing back up. "There was one other thing Master, I found a number of force sensitives residing in their village, while not overwhelmingly powerful, they do have a strong connection to the force. The number was quite…surprising for such a little village."

The words brought a small smile to Mace's lips as he turned and looked in the direction of the Twi'lek Village, pushing out his senses, he could see the small fireflies lighting up in the force that denoted quite a number of force sensitives in the distance.

Turning back to Jaesa he gave a wider smile. "All the better, it is no wonder considering how long they have lived on such a force nexus. Should they accept our offer we will have ample new students to create a new order." Jaesa's eyes brightened at the words, zeal radiating from her body. "As you say, master."

They had both just finished their conversation as the Twi'lek council walked in. Standing at the lead, Anoon'Watni, kept a powerful bearing, even though it faltered a little seeing the armour figure sitting before him.

He had to stop his body from trembling as Mace let a sliver of his power bare forth towards the assembled group. Silence seemed to settle over the room as no one dared to speak. Finally it was Mace who spoke up first.

"I am glad you have come to meet me, Leader of the Twi'lek Village, what might be your name, I am known as Darth Revenant." The force thrummed at the utterance of his name, giving weight to the words that compelled him to speak his head slightly bowed.

"My name is Anoon'Watni, current leader of Kalikori Village. Why have you called us here Jedi?" Mace stopped for a second as he took the words in. A pregnant pause took over the room for a few seconds before a rumbling laugh came from the sitting sith.

Jaesa bristled in anger from the side as she starred at the village leader. "We Are Not Jedi, Schutta! You would do well to remember that before I kill you!" Her eyes promised death as she reached for her lightsaber. Mace held up his hand to stop her from doing anything. "Jaesa enough" Though her eye still blazed red as she looked at the now on guard Twi'lek group, she stayed her hand and stepped back to the side. Looking at her for a second Mace turned back to Anoon. "What makes you think we are Jedi, Twi'lek?"

(Anoon'Watni PoV)

I couldn't help the frown that appeared as I starred up at the Jedi before me. "You carry the weapons of a Jedi, force us to have a meeting where you no doubt want us to serve you like our ancestors did and reside in this accursed place of their power. Though you do not exactly resemble the stories I have been told, know that Kalikori Village has a long memory and we did not forget what your ancestors did to our village."

I don't know what came over me in that second, but once the words started flowing I couldn't keep my mouth shut, my anger building.

"You betrayed us! Gave us false promises of support and help and then abandoned us here! Abandoned us to the Flesh raiders! We hate you Jedi!..." I spat the words in contempt of all that he was. "…And we will not once again fall for your lies or trickery!"

Silence again reigned in the area as I stopped shouting; it was only at that moment that clarity seemed to return to my mind. My body stiffened as I realized what I had just said, The Jedi before me didn't say a word and just continued to stare at me.

I peeled my eyes off him for a second as I looked to the other Jedi, her eyes blazed a red I hadn't seen before and a power radiated from her body that sent a shiver down my spine. If she wasn't holding herself back I knew I would be dead right now. I don't know what had come over me, it was as if all the emotions that I had been bottling up since the Jedi had waltzed into the village had just sprung forth…and now I would have to deal with what I had caused.

I tried to back track as fast as I could, opening my mouth to speak. But as I did I felt a contraction on my throat, I couldn't even utter a word as I was lifted from the ground. Pain invaded my body as my lung gasped for air and my eyes went wide as I looked at the Jedi raising his hand before me.

My council behind didn't make a sound at what was happening and I felt terror grip my heart, they too were trapped like I was…at his mercy. As the pain started to build he finally spoke up, my brain grasping at his words.

"I am Mace Rook, Dark lord of the Sith, The Emperor's Wrath, The Outlander, The Alliance Commander, Darth Revenant, Slayer of Valkorion and Husband of Darth Nox. I have never and will never be a Jedi!"

I reached up with shaky hands as my vision started to dim, hand clawing at my throat even as the words registered. He wasn't a Jedi? But then what…? "I have slayed more Jedi that you could possible imagine and am their personal Nightmare! I am Sith, their one and only true enemy! Do not confuse the two!"

Just as I felt I was going to black out, the pressure around my neck disappeared and my body slumped to the ground. The small noise of dropping bodies behind me and small groans brought a slight relief to my troubled mind as I slowly got into a kneeling position.

Starring up at the Jedi…no the Sith, Darth Revenant, who now stood before me, I felt my heart tremble. I was too out of breath as he stepped closer and looked down at me. "I will not mince words Twi'lek, I am not like the Jedi, I will only say this once."

He paused for a few seconds and I looked up into his mask. "I will kill the Flesh Raiders that littered the Valley, making sure that they no longer bother your village and make it that your people become more powerful than you can possible imagine..."

Even though I couldn't see through his mask I knew he was starring me right in the eye as he finished. "…All I ask…all I want from you is your loyalty and service. If you move those from your village here, take over this Temple and maintain it… follow my orders, I will make you a force to be reckoned with, I shall let you travel the stars like your ancestors and let you create a city… no a country that would make them proud and forever last in my empire!"

My eyes widened at the declaration, my blood pumped faster through my veins and a sense of greed… want, appeared in my mind. I heard his words, let them soak into my mind, looked for where he might have laid a deception or trick that would condemn my population.

But I saw none of that, all I could see, all I could hear was that powerful declaration, backed by the power of confidence, self-assurance. Something in the back of my mind told me, if we were to follow him we would finally become something more than a broken Village, something that my ancestors would have wanted.

He turned his back on me as he slowly made his way back to his chair…no it was more of a throne. As he sat back down and looked at us once more I slowly got to my feet, my breathing finally back to normal. I turned looking at those behind me as they also struggled to their feet.

"What is your decision?"

The words hung in the room, hung in the air, hung over my head, my very being.

I looked at the other around me my mind a mess of thoughts. My eyes passed over them, people I had known for most of my life, their expressions changed as they looked at one another and myself, their emotions changing as small messages were sent to one another.

Some looked terrified, but hopeful, other greedy; some were just cold and calculating, but in the end they all starred at me. In the end it would be my decision that would damn or save our village, I was its chief, their leader.

Was it better to survive as live stock for the flesh raiders and continue the cycle that was slowly killing my people or was it better to take this chance, though we would become servants of this...Sith?

I finally looked up the area falling dead quiet as turned back to look at the man before me, trying to stare into his eyes. My eyes hardened as I made my decision. "We will serve you my lord." Kneeling to show my determination it was seconds later that the others followed suit.

"You have made the right choice." He said it with such confidence that I knew right then and there I had done the right thing. Slowly looking up from my bowed position I saw him once again standing before us. "I will make you village, your people, more powerful than you could ever imagine. This I promise." I felt a sense of relaxation come over my mind as I felt a weight of responsibility lift from my shoulders, I had done the right thing, my people were saved.

A small smile came to my lips as I thought back to the ancestors, those betrayed by the Jedi. Would we finally get our revenge, would they finally regret their past actions? I hoped so. I couldn't wait for that time to come.

After all, if the Jedi were unforgivable monsters of deceit and power, what do you consider those that even they were afraid of? What could they do?

(2 Weeks later)

(Typhon, Jedi temple, Council Chamber)

(3rd Person PoV)

The doors to the council chamber slowly closed behind the small group that stepped into the premises. Looking down the small corridor, all of them walked at a measured pace towards the only person already in the room.

Mace sat facing all his companions, all those that had been dragged along with him, as they walked into the council room. Cleared of the rubble and dirt that once littered the room, thanks to their new man power, and fixed up before the rest of the temple, the decorum was relatively repaired and almost seemed sacred as the others moved in.

Sitting on the Grand masters chair Mace said nothing as the other slowly lined up before him. He had called them all here, specifically at this time to finally make it official. Though they might have guessed what was about to happen they weren't completely sure yet. It had been two whole weeks since they had gotten the twi'lek village to succumb and join them. They were the first and they wouldn't be the last.

Vaylin was at the head of the group, because even though not all of them liked her, her power spoke volumes. Slightly ahead of the rest, the others were lined up on either side of her, showing the small power play that was involved within the group.

As the finally reached him Mace spoke up, every word thrumming with power in the force.

"The time has finally come, stuck in an unfamiliar period, ripped from our own by force. We have no way to get back and that leaves us with only one true option…" His eyes turned from the group for a second as they stared into the void, looking through the force of the galaxy.

"I have seen the future, the force whispers its cries for help and has brought us here for such a reason…" A small chuckle escaped his lips for a second as his eyes refocused on the group. "It would have us do whatever it wants… to bend to its will and… though we have come to an agreement, it is time for us to make a true statement… to truly commit to changing this fractured and ruined galaxy."

The force stirred within the room, focusing in on the words uttered. "The Jedi have squandered their chance to truly make a difference. They have had a millennia of peace, with those fake sith running and hiding from the galaxy, like scared Knytix, something that I won't let happen again!"

Standing before them his words doubled in intensity. "It is time to remind them why they feared the Sith so much! Why we are truly what this galaxy needs to flourish! It is with this conviction that I hereby official announce the establishment of a new Empire!..." The force swirled around the room slowly getting stronger. "An Empire that will become the strongest in the long line of Empires that have come before us, one that shall rule the galaxy and be everlasting!"

The force picked up and thrummed in the room, fighting the power behind Mace's words, as if to rebuke such a declaration! It surged in the room focusing of Mace, surging towards him to abate such a thought…to put him back in his place. But in the instance it tried to flood the room, Mace's emotions let loose, power flooded out from him, daring the force to fight back, to call his words false.

A suffocating feeling came over those present in the room as the small battle raged, if it was not for their own power and presence in the force they might have fainted as the two power clashed with one another in the air.

Even though they were strong in the force and had seen many things, those present were still surprised and slightly awed as they watched Mace's power let loose. It wasn't just fighting another being in the force; his will was clashing with that of the Force…of the galaxy itself! A war seemed to rage in the room as the two opposing forces clashed with each other, fighting to gain dominance.

Slowly cracks began to spread on the floor as Mace imposed his will onto the force, commanding it to follow his orders...his whim. No one said a word as slowly... painfully...finally, the pressure in the room faded away and the will of the force backed off.

Mace said nothing standing still, challenging it to come once more, but nothing happened. The others in the room, his companion's...his council, slowly bowed their heads in acknowledgement, of what he had just done…of the power he wielded…of the respect he commanded, words flowing to their lips unbidden.

"Long live the Emperor!"

Mace stood for a moment, starring out at the will of the force as it slowly moved away, always present but no longer trying to impose its will on him. The suffocating pressure in the room lightened up as he slowly bottled his emotions, bottling the will that had grappled with the galaxy for but a moment.

A small breath of air came out as he looked at those kneeling before him. With his eyes upon them Jaesa was the first to speak in the now dead quiet room, her elation clear to all. "What shall the new Empire be called, Master?"

Mace turned his eyes towards his first apprentice and let loose a small smile as he clasped his hand behind his back. "The empire shall stand the test of time; one that once made shall forever stand in the galaxy. It shall be an Immortal Empire." The will of the Force came back at the words spoken and thrummed lowly in a final acceptance before slowly fading once more.

Turning his attention away from it Mace instantly felt the raging excitement in his apprentice before him, her eyes starring right at him, gleaming in slight madness and adoration, glowing a tinge of red, showing her emotions in the force. "Long Live the Immortal Emperor!" "Long live the Eternal Empire!"

The words hung in the air as Mace once more sat in his chair, slowly taking in those before him. The quite lasted for a few minutes before he finally spoke. "With the rise of a new Empire and me becoming a new Emperor, it is time for you all to receive your new titles, Receive them with pride."

He first turned to Ashara, who waited patiently, eyes locked on his. "Darth Zavros, Lady of the Sith, you are now appointed as my Voice! Let me exact my plans, my thoughts, my being through your actions and words."

A small look of surprise came over Ashara's face for a second at the words, before she bowed her head low. "As you command Emperor!" Giving an approving nod at her determination Mace motioned to the council seat to his left. "Take your place beside me, Ashara."

Rising to her feet, Ashara bowed once more as she stood closer to Mace before sitting next to him. Turning his attention back to the others, his eyes locked onto Vette, a small playful smile on his lips. "Along with the Voice there must also be a Wrath. The one who shall enact my rage and vengeance on all those who oppose me."

Seeing Mace look right at her Vette, visible paled. 'Ohh he wouldn't…I only teased him about it a few times…oh crap.' "Vette, Ce'na, though you have not fully grasped your new powers, you shall be my Wrath." Vette's shoulders slumped in resignation as she knew he was doing this just to get back at her. 'I'll get him back for this one.'

Before she could say anything he continued. "Jaesa, Darth Luminous, Lady of the Sith, you as well shall be my Wrath. You were my first apprentice and have served me dutifully for years." "Yes, Master!" As soon as the words left his mouth Jaesa had already replied, her connection to the force swelled as she gained her new position.

"Yes my Lord." While slightly subdued compared to her, Vette also accepted her position before they both stood up. "Let all those who oppose me, feel your power and Wrath." Motioning to his right they took their new seats besides him, the smile never leaving Jaesa's face.

Mace once again looked over those that were left before turning to Ayillh. "Cipher Nine, the Empire is in need of your service once more. I will need a spy network, the best the galaxy has ever seen, to monitor threats from within the Empire and abroad. You will not just receive the title of new Head of imperial Intelligence, with free reign to create the organization and train operatives as you see fit, you also gain the title of Keeper!"

Ayillh remained still for a moment before her head dipped her voice solemn. "As you will, Emperor." Motioning to the left, Ayillh took her place next to Ashara to stare at the rest. The next to be called was Xalek.

"Xivhkalrainik, Dark lord of the Sith, my friend. It is my hope that you will join me going forwards as the Empire expands and become the standing high admiral and commander of the imperial fleets…" A look of indecision passed through Xalek's face as he heard the words.

Though he kept it well hidden, a soft look came to Mace for a second as he looked at his long time friend. "This will not interfere with your own goals, I know well what you want to accomplish and where your goals head."

Xalek looked up from his position to look Mace in the eye, a small message passed between the two as they looked at each other before a glint of determination and loyalty flashed through his eyes. "Yes my Lord. I gratefully accept my new position and shall support you in this endeavor. Let the galaxy remember the might of us living Gods!"

Bowing before Mace, he took up his new position next to Jaesa off to the side. He turned to Nadia next. "Nadia Grell. Lady of the Sith, I give you the title of Imperial Ambassador and chief of foreign affairs. Though our Empire shall eventually rule all, a subtler touch will be needed in instances. With your past Experience with the Rift Alliance I can find no one better for such a position. Though you would do well to remember you still require a lot of training my young apprentice, before you join the ranks of Darth."

Nadia nodded gravely at his words as she slowly stood up. "As you command master. The empire will rise." Tasking her seat next to Ayillh, Mace gave her one more look as he felt a small tugging in the force before turning to Blizz.

"Blizz, I know you did not ask for any of this and I know that I am not your 'Boss'. Should you accept the title of Imperial Engineer or Researcher, it is yours. I will promise you whatever technology you want so that you can make all the inventions imaginable. All I ask is for your Loyalty to the Empire."

Blizz looked up from the ground and thought for a moment, there was a little bit of sadness in his eyes that could just be heard when he spoke up. "Blizz think that even though big sith is not 'boss', 'boss' would not want Blizz wallowing in the past. 'Boss' would want Blizz go Boom Boom to vent feelings and then move onto more Boom Boom with big sith. Blizz accept Big Sith title, Blizz Big Sith engineer now!" Mace gave out a small smile as Blizz gave a bow and walked over to Xalek, sitting next to him.

Finally everyone looked at the last person before them.

(Vaylin PoV)

I starred up at those before me, though I could see some apprehension in their eyes… even hate, when I looked at the man right in front of me…I saw none of that.

No as I starred up into his red eyes, I could only see one true emotion that shone through…appreciation. There was no hate, no fear, just… appreciation for who I was…what I was. I felt my finger twitch as a new emotion rose within me, I tried to understand the feeling that surged through my blood, that set my heart racing just slightly, but I couldn't figure it out, the emotion was…new.

Pushing the new emotion to the back of my mind he finally spoke up. "Vaylin, The Eternal Daughter, Empress of the Eternal throne…" I closed my eyes for a second as those titles washed over me, ones I had come to loath, my emotions moved at just the mention of them. I took a calming breath for a second before slowly opening my eyes.

He said nothing at my small lapse and continued speaking, starring into my eyes. "I will not offer you titles like that, ones empty with power, restrictive in nature… Know that even without the title you would still be welcome here…"

A short but meaningful look passed between us before he finished. "I grant you the title, Hand of the Emperor, beholden to none but myself, able to do anything you wish should it better the empire."

I though I would hate the title more than I did, I had given titles away when I had followed him and now…he was giving me such a title? One that like all the others…empty in power? But he had admitted that himself with the other titles, what made this one different?

Sure I wasn't restricted, not to anyone but himself, but it was the same wasn't it? Even though those thoughts ran through my mind, I couldn't help but smile up at him. A single thought clicked in my mind at that second. He smiled back and I knew I was right. I was looking at it the wrong way.

"I give this title because I trust you, I trust what you will do should the Empire be threatened and know of the power you wield to make sure you always succeed." I bowed my head low at the trust, something I hadn't had…felt in a long time.

My Father wanted to control me, My brother and Mother were the same…they feared me. They didn't trust me to help them, to be strong enough to lead, to support, to rule.

I was different now…he knew that…he was willing to take that chance because he did not fear, he did not want to use me….he wanted me to flourish. I bowed my head low, just hiding the smile that came to my lips.

I hadn't thought I would say the words ever again, but as I had been wrong before, the words slipped out much easier than anticipated. "As you command, Emperor."

(3rd Person PoV)

Vaylin rose to her feet and accepted the last char in the room, officially becoming part of the new Dark council of the Empire. Mace once more looked at those in the room before speaking in a commanding tone.

"None of you shall answer to anyone else in the Empire but me, you are above all, below only one. Let the immortal Empire stand for all eternity! For the Immortal Empire!"

"For the Immortal Empire!"

(Weeks later)

(Typhon, Jedi temple)

(Jaesa PoV)

I walked up to the majestic door that once belonged to the Grand master of the Jedi in front of me and had to repress a shudder as I felt the raw power slowly ebbing from the walls. Slowly pressing the button at the side of said door, I waited. The small beep it let out was lost to me as I waited for 'him' to reach out for me.

I delved into the force and waited…waited….ahhh. I didn't suppress the moan of pleasure as I felt him once again touch me through the force once more. It was a probe, to see if I was an enemy or ally, something wholly automatic after everything we had been through, I didn't mind the caution and it did two purposes in my case.

One it let 'him' know that I was here after his summons and the door would open in less than a second. Two, I got to feel his strong presence in the force, the presence that left me breathless every time.

*Shh* The door slid quietly open and I strode in with purpose, when you were summoned you had to obey. Stepping over the threshold into the door, my spine shivered as the power intensified once more.

I should have known what to expect after all this time, but it was still like I was stepping into another world as I crossed into the room. The raw power of his presence was 10 fold what I felt outside…and he was still holding back~

I felt my body warm as my eyes laid on him. He had no shirt on, such a tempting sight. I wanted him, now. My desire reached out and I had no illusion that he couldn't feel my intent through the force. My connection to the dark side strengthened to an unprecedented degree and I was sure my eyes turned red.

But why wouldn't they? He was my desire… my reason to live… my everything~.

Even with the onslaught of my deep emotions he kept his face calm; there wasn't even a flicker in his force signature as mine brushed against it. I would have been disappointed had I not know the passion of the desire he had for me.

But I had seen it first-hand… felt it… loooooved~ it.

No, he loved me, probably more than I thought possible, he just had to hold back right now. He had sent for me. Possible a mission, maybe some form of training. I may have become a Darth, but he would always be my Master. Before he was the Emperor, before he was the Wrath, before anything else.

Maybe after though, when I was done with his mission I could get a reward~ Just that single though brought a wide smile to my lips. I didn't bother to reign in my emotions as I continued to walk into the room and then fell to a knee before the bed.

He sat on it upright, his eyes not leaving me, they shimmered a dark red as they regarded me. It felt like he was devouring me with his eyes as I bowed my head. My heated voice sounded sultry, but I didn't care as I put every bit of the desire I held into my next word. "Master~."

There was a beat of quiet for a few seconds as I heard the sound of his breathing in front of me, calm, quiet, dangerous~. Finally he spoke up, his breathy execution turning me on even further. "Jaesa." The shiver went down my spine once more at the address.

It wasn't the old 'Apprentice' that I so wanted to hear from him, something I craved. But I had 'officially' moved on from that position and would as such be called by my name, title or rank. Though I had convince him to do a few role plays in our alone time, Master~ and Apprentice~. I had to stop myself from giggling in glee.

"You may rise." My head lifted as I took in his glorious form once more, but I did not rise from my kneeling position.I drunk in his form for a few more seconds letting my thoughts run wild before I once again focused.

That he allowed me such indulgences showed the depths of his generosity. "You called Master~"

He gave a small nod as he reached to his side. I hadn't noticed the box off to the side until he reached for it. I knew what it was of course, his personal lightsaber case. Expertly crafted, I never truly found out where he got it.

Though he had many weapons from downed Jedi and Sith stupid enough to challenge his might locked away in the cargo hold, the three inside were his most prized possessions, the ones he had personally crafted, power unlike anything a normal sith or Jedi could handle.

My eyes stayed locked onto his hands as they unclipped the case and slowly took out his two personal lightsabers. I admired the design as he brought them to bear before me. "You have come a long way Jaesa, no longer the naïve Padawan that Noman Karr sort to use."

I felt bile make its way up my throat at that thought of that schutta. Such a waste of a person, pretending to be a master when he was less than an insect easily stomped beneath my feet. The only good he ever did for me, was lead me to my true master. But after that he had served his purpose, all he could be used for was my own accession to master's side. The first test of many to show my undying loyalty to him, something I would gladly do again and again and again.

But he continued oblivious to my thoughts or was he? "You have grown much in the time since then, surpassing my expectations one after the other." A small smile played on my lips as I relished the praise. 'I would always go above and beyond for you'. I wanted to say those words, but I didn't need to, he knew, I was sure of it.

"From my apprentice, you have become a Lady of the Sith and then a Darth. Your power has grown lovely to see." The dark side swelled around me at the words, if he didn't finish what he had to say soon I wasn't sure that I wouldn't just jump him here and now, I couldn't wait….I didn't want to wait.

"It has come time for that power to once again increase." My thoughts paused at the words for a second. He would be training me to access more power? My thoughts burst in ecstasy as I listened to his words with rapture. More power! I needed it! I wanted it! Anything to get me closer to him!

He could see my excitement, probably felt it through the force as well, I couldn't keep it contained. He gave a small chuckle as he held out his lightsabers. "Use your power Jaesa, what do you see here? What do you see through the force."

My eyes locked onto the lightsabers in front of me as I willed my special connection to the force to activate. I had never had trouble with the power, it was just an instinct that I learned early on my time on Alderaan to access.

Of course it got more powerful when I trained to be a Jedi. But it didn't truly begin to flourish until I was under him. He truly let my power to develop, so that I could find anyone that would try to lie to me…to us.

From what I could once see, the power had become even stronger over time. I could not just see the intentions of a person, I could see their attunement to the force, one of the reasons I would be going to recruit force sensitives in the future was because of this fact.

I could now reach out into the galaxy and find those with potential, those that would help us ascend to dominance. My powers locked onto the lightsabers and I felt the familiar shudder roll down my spine.

I had looked at them before from a distance with my powers, trying to understand what put them above the rest, what caused them to be so special that none could stand before them. But this was the first time I was told to do an in-depth look, to truly understand them. But that was the thing; I already knew the signature they were giving off in the force.

Like every Sith and Jedi that gave a presence, their lightsabers would also give off a unique glow. The crystals inside of them, were alive, maybe that was why no matter what color you obtained, in the end the lightsaber would change ever so slightly to fit the person.

My own lightsaber hadn't always been the purple it was today, it had been numerous colors from yellow, to blood red when I bled it, finally settling to purple in recent years. But that was the thing, the lightsabers before me, the ones that surpassed any I had seen before, even ones enhanced by sith alchemy.

They felt just like her master…no they were her master. They weren't their own presence in the force; they were one and the same. "H-how?" He gave a small chuckle "I knew you would figure it out quickly." My heart beat speed up at the words my entire focus on him as he finally stood up as I craned my neck to look upwards.

His right hand came to rest on my shoulder as I stared into his the abyss that was his eyes, as if they could hold the entire galaxy within. "Jaesa, it is time I taught you how to attune your lightsaber, to ascend it."

Hey fella's, It has been a long time, longer than I expected to get this chapter out. Though I did think it was going to be 10k words, and is instead 18K so yeah.

So where to begin these end notes, I want to thank everyone for the reviews, just know that if you are a guest and ask when the next chapter is coming out I won't be replying, too much hassle to tell ya.

There was also another comment asking me if I was going to up the rating on the novel. I don't really see the need to as I haven't gone into M territory… I don't think. As I have been completely skipping the sex scenes and am mainly just implying that it happens I'm pretty sure I don't have to put it up. Though I could be wrong.

Going back to people asking me when the next chapter will come out, over on where I also post this novel I have put up a chapter with a progression bar on it, so you guys can all look there to see how the chapters going. Same name as here just on different site.

So what did you guys think of the establishment of the Immortal Empire? Honestly I really wanted to use Eternal Empire as it just has such a good ring to it, but that's already been taken so I went with immortal.

I was having a slight bit of trouble trying to think of the best way to get the scene done, I couldn't half ass it as it was the establishment of the empire Mace will now be ruling with the rest. And though I think I didn't do badly with the whole scene in general, I know that building the empire up will be the hardest part. Expanding it and its galaxy spanning activities.

I will not be answering who the Jedi is at the start of the Chapter as I want you guys to keep guessing until I actually reveal who it is. But I will now mention that Mace and his companions will all have someone or multiple someone's they will be interacting with throughout the novel.

They will all get a certain person they will interact with and in many cases take in as Apprentices of the sort. This brings me to the next big thing I have to talk to you guys about.

Now I don't like asking too many opinions from readers about story plot, and don't usually change what I'm going to do because of what you say. Maybe incorporate stuff, change some stuff around, but not fundamentally change the novel.

Well I'm stuck on a plot point which could make or break the story in my opinion and I do need outside opinions for it. Now as said most of everyone in the main cast will get a type of apprentice they will interact with. In Mace's case he will be getting 3, *Spoiler*, Now I won't tell you who the other two are, they've been locked in and I can't wait to write those arcs, it's the third that is giving me some trouble.

So Spoiler warning that might not be a spoiler. For his 3rd apprentice I was thinking of doing something with the force or changing the timeline just a little so that Rey, Yes the one you are thinking about, would become his apprentice and I mean from a young age, like 2 or 3 becoming his first 'new' apprentice. Meaning that to keep with continuity I would have to introduce her to the story in about 2, maybe 3 chapters before I start doing bigger time skips. For your information she would be one year younger than Ahsoka in the story going forwards.

Now I have agonized in my head if this would be too unbelievable and sort of break what I have done so far. I mean Mace and the others being taken to the future ok, but Rey is tricky because of her connection to Palpatine. Also I wouldn't be planning on bringing any other main movie characters such as Luke or Han into the novel either.

So I am asking you, should I have Rey as his apprentice, (First apprentice to appear), Or scrap that story line and instead move forwards with him just having the 2 apprentices already locked in. Really love to hear your guys' thoughts about the matter.

Next up, some of you may be wondering about some of the positions I have given out, if they are not explained specifically in the chapter, I will be explaining them later. For example I may not have said it, but the reason I have chosen Ashara to be the Emperors Voice, instead of a different position is because it coincides with the fact that with the Jedi not knowing About Mace being the master/aka no solid proof. They still think Ashara is the big bad, being a Darth and all. Though there will be speculation as I do remember Mace telling Aayla that she was his apprentice.

Though what this means is that yes Ashara will be the main one that deals with the republic out in the open. As said I will expand on this more in later chapters, as well as everyone else's positions.

Now onto characters!

Well, really I only wanted to talk about Jaesa and Vaylin this time in the notes. I quite enjoyed writing Jaesa this chapter, just her own brand on insanity and thought pattern interest me. Some of you might think I may have gone too far with the Twi'lek guards, some might think I didn't go far enough.

Main point is I quite like writing her character just because it gives me the chance to see just how sadistic I can go with her thought patterns and a darker side of the sith, before I think it's too far.

Now on to Vaylin, It is interesting to write her as trying to figure out her thought pattern, being used most of her life by Valkorion and others in her life, creates quite the character to work with. Though as I always say I'm not the best at writing characters. As mentioned in the chapter it is my personal thoughts that she would have become a Jedi should she have grown up in the wider galaxy.

Her inquisitive personality and connection to the force leads to so many different avenues to chase when it comes to what could have been. I'm slightly sad that I haven't seen more novels with her in it. Though then SWTOR novels are novels I don't see or read as much, and most delve into the beginning content and not later story plots with the outlander and Eternal Empire.

Finally I will talk a bit about the next chapter. I think I'll make the next chapter an interlude chapter, mainly the main characters having a meeting about what will happen in the future, with the new empire, allies, technology (That's a big if about technology, I not the best with Star Wars tech.) and dropping hints about what they will be doing in later chapters. This will be used to set up lots of the chapters to follow. I don't think this is a spoiler and no I don't know when I'll get it out.

As I have said over on the other site, I work in the medical industry/warehouse supply for hospitals and with what has been happening recently I have no time to write. I almost didn't get this chapter out today as I crushed one of my toes at work Friday after a long week of overtime.

Thankfully nothing is broken or fractured, but work is still busy and I can only write on weekends atm. Though I did just find out my state is being put into lockdown so good or bad thing?

Anyways thanks for reading I'll answer any comments that may come if I can!

Zerven out!