A New Beginning

[Kyrel Ren]

He still looked at her displeased. His desires were still there, but anger was quickly overpowering such emotions. He saw her pinch her fingers as if to stave off his attack, but that did not matter. His anger was known through the Force, as he gave her a menacing scowl as if she would have died right then and there. He even for a moment considered on strangling her violently, or even beating her within an inch of her life.

He released her and summoned his robes to him as well as his saber. He looked to her his eyes still yellow. He spoke to her his voice filled with venom and cruelty. "No, for now, I will not continue with you. I will leave you here alone for now. Attempt to attack me again and I will beat you within an inch of your life." He said holding a scrawny hand up, and then pushing her violently against his meditation chamber, before putting the cowl over her his head and walked in a stride out of the room.

He then walked along the dark corridors of the Castle, before he took the turbo lift. to the Assembly room. As he traveled from the second floor all the way to the first floor. He still recounted the Battle of Mustafar. When the Order of Ren attacked the Castle that belonged to the former Dark Lord. How they all combated the New Jedi Order that guarded the sight, desecrating it with their presence. He remembered that the clash of the Dark and Light-triggered an almost two-thousand-year-old Sith Lord to reawaken, and had tried to take Kyrel's body as his own. In the end, the hypocrites were driven out, and the Ren took what was rightfully theirs.

He had emerged onto the platform of the assembly room, the Castle heavily influenced in Sith Architecture had glyphs etched all around if one looks closely, they would find such glyphs. Nonetheless, Kyrel walked along the platform underneath, the lava rivers flowed, He continued to walk, and the door to the outside platform opened. For a moment light blinded him, but then he walked forward to study the cascading rivers of magma and the plumes of Volcanic ash that filled the sky. Calming himself if only for a moment.


[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

Kyrel gave her one of those looks that would have killed if they could. His anger at her actions, she felt through the Force. Even though he misunderstood why she had tried to attack him, even with her motion and words, he didn't comprehend what she meant. He released his grip on her after he saw she wasn't going to keep trying to strike at him. Pulling his robes and saber, he spoke is words and walked out before she could reply.

He had left bare skinned and she gathered up her clothes from the floor, grumbling under her breath the whole time. She threw them over her arm and found the package he had brought for her and took it all back to her room. Finding new clothes in there, she put the old ones to the side and sat down on her bed to open the package.

Inside she found a whole set of clothes, a mask and cloak. Stripping down again to try them on, they fit really well and while the top wasn't exactly the same, it would still show off her curves. Putting the cloak on and the mask, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her identity was hidden, only her body and voice would tell she was female. Zesiro had never considered herself intimidating of fearsome but this look provided that. Did he expect her to wear this all the time?

She took the cloak and mask off, setting them on the desk and sat down in the chair there. For a short time, she just sat there, her mind blank and not thinking about anything special. It had been a wild and sleepless night that finally caught up to her and before she fell asleep at the desk, she climbed into her bed. Pulling the covers up, she was soon asleep.

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

He had calmed down for a time, looking at the lava fields of Mustafar and pondering upon the dark side. He thought of the heights he had wished to reach, of the power he had so desperately craved. He had craved power, but this time on new heights, he had wished to become one of the most powerful beings of all time, and so he would gradually reach such levels.

He had meditated throughout the night, often teaching himself to go beyond such things as sleep or food, but that was only through mental conditioning. He had just watched as the ash clouds covered the sky, and the smell of sulfur was in the air. Nonetheless, After some time, he had walked back inside.

He decided to give his apprentice a gift. Knowing her nature he had several sets of revealing and seductive clothing for her. He had gone to her room to find her sleeping, he decided to wake her up clothes in hand as he said. "Apprentice, I have brought you a gift. I see you have gotten my first one, but this time I brought you attire of a more seductive tone."

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

When she went to bed, she had been too tired to change and woke up wearing the top and pants of the new clothes Kyrel had given her. She never knew what to expect from her master and had turned into a light sleeper because of it.

She didn't know how much time had passed since she went to bed, but it felt like almost enough. Sitting up in and looking at her now much calmer master, Zesiro rubbed the last bit of sleep out of her eyes.

His voice was now familiar to her spoke and she nodded before asking the question she had gone to bed asking herself. Not even bothering to ask it when he finished, her eyes instead lit up at him and she got out of bed.

Almost of the same height, she looked into his eyes and reached out to take what he offered. A familiar to him seductive look came into them.

"Would you like me to model them, master?"

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

It pleased him to see his apprentice wearing the new attire he had chosen for her. He would think of how she would soon become a weapon, an assassin, an extension of his will. He would foresee many great things from his apprentice. He would soon even break her, but for now, she would remain as she is for how long Kyrel saw fit.

He gave a slight dark smile upon listening to her. He looked around and saw that the room was like it once was, the moment he had shown it to her. He was happy that the custodial droids did their work. They were charged with taking care of his fortress while he was gone after all.

He then sat on a chair in front of her bed, as he listened to her, and it was as if she knew what he was going to say. He then looked at her and then said in a pleased tone to her question. "Yes, Apprentice I would like to see you do that."

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

Zesiro was quite addicted to passion and sharing it with him and others before him. However, even her own desire could be controlled and right now, she maintained a hold on it as she took off the new clothes she had found the night before.

Taking a piece away from him at a time, looking in his eyes as she did so, Zesiro made the most of the situation. She would very slowly put on each article and when the whole was assembled walk around the room in front of him. Her blue eyes daring him to make a move on her.

If he didn't make a move before she got back to him, she would reach out a hand and place it behind his head. If he allowed that, then she would attempt to very lightly kiss him on the lips and do nothing else...yet.

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

He had watched her as she put on the articles of clothing, but didn't do anything. He wanted her to know that he was the master here, not her. He had let himself befallen to her charms. He just sat there and did nothing merely keeping his eyes on her.

When she had moved over, her eyes were wanting him to make a move on her, and he wouldn't give her the satisfaction. He still sat there, he still wanted to show his dominance and he was going to show it at any cost.

She then moved closer and put a light kiss on his lips, it was starting to torture Kyrel, but he was determined to show that he would not be easy to get to, though he kissed back savoring the feeling. Still, he did not move and waited what would happen next.

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

With him kissing back, Zesiro pushed that gentle kiss into something firmer, but only a kiss. Beyond his natural reaction, he gave no outward sign her tactics were working. Knowing of a few other methods to get what she wanted, she fell into a routine of seduction that had worked in the past for her. The entire time remaining as clothed as the outfit provided which wasn't much.

All light touches vastly different than their previous encounters here. Finally breaking what had been an extended silence with the only sound being that of her movements, she spoke to Kyrel. It was a soft voice, but not spoken tenderly. A conversational tone, just quiet.

"Master, what must I do to continue with training?"

The wording of the question went both ways. He was her master outside of this area and she was beginning to think he was testing her resolve, same as she was testing his.

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

He was caught under hypnotic sway, he cursed himself for falling for such techniques before. He just sat there. Her kiss turning from soft into a firm touch. He just sat there still not relenting, as even though he desperately wanted to give in, it would take a lot more than this just to make him do that.

He just sat there, as she still kept using more techniques to use against him. He still sat there unfazed, as yes he was introduced by pleasures that she had shown to him. He had learned some measure of control, and besides this proved both entertaining, and interesting at the same time.

She had spoken to him a question, asking him what it would take to continue training. For him this was too much fun as he enjoyed testing her resolve. He looked to her and said to her. "I don't know Apprentice. What can you do?" He said enjoying every moment of this as he still wouldn't crack just yet.

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

Zesiro kept a firm control of her own desire to please both herself and Kyrel. Physically, he was responding naturally, primal urges couldn't be fully controlled. He was watching her, hypnotized by her movements. Yet he sat there almost stoically, maintaining almost perfect control.

She had not put her hair up into its normal tail the night before when she went to bed. Taking a hold of one of his hands if he accepted it, she would guide it to allow him to run his fingers through her hair. If he didn't, then she lightly kiss just his fingertips, looking him in the eyes.

"I can do many things, but not as much as you."

It took a lot of control of her own primal nature to not continue what she had started, but for now, she could.

"What would you have me do, Master?"

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

He sat there, his control still maintained. Unlike her he had primal desires, but the dark side outweighed such things, and he only indulged in them when he wished. Still to him this was like an experiment, of how long she is able to withstand before finally losing control. She was merely a slave to her own desires.

He let her ran his fingers through her hair. Testing his resolve. He enjoyed feeling her hair, but that did not matter. She must be getting desperate in trying to seduce him. She was trying to get him to make a move, but he wasn't going to do that. He was determined to see how long she can last before he broke her.

To him, it seemed as if she was an addict going through withdrawal, and if she didn't get her fix then she might act on it. Then she remarked on how she can do many things, but not like him, this made him smirk slightly, as in some ways she recognized his power over her, then she asked what he would like her to do. With that, he replied knowingly. "Well Apprentice what would you like to do?"
He said testing her more.

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

While Zesiro was not yet fully at the end of her control, she was getting close. She had no idea how much more resolve Kyrel had, but was pretty sure it was more than she had.

She knew he was enjoying the attention as much as she enjoyed testing him. He was testing her, but she didn't know it.

Forcing her own will on her strong need and addiction, Zesiro sat down on the bed. Defiantly sticking her chin out and looking at Kyrel. Her eyes still clearly filled with her need, both him and the power he offered. Her voice filled with a touch of heat, it wasn't anger than spoke, but stubbornness.

"That should be obvious, Master. And I'm not sure how much longer I can hold back before well, my infernal desires take control and need release."

There she had admitted to them, beyond introducing him to them as well, it was something she needed to have satisfied.​

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

He enjoyed what was happening. Not only was her resolve practically breaking, but she was in heat. His little test just got even more interesting. She had a weak resolve, she was addicted and he enjoyed it.

Her voice was filled with need, and her eyes expressed it as well. She was in desperate need of release, and most of the time Kyrel would be a merciful Master and oblige her, but he had wanted to continue, he wanted to push the levels of her brain. It was like testing a subject who was addicted to a drug, and he wanted to know what would happen when she lost control.

He smirked upon seeing her on the bed, he got up and acted like he was walking towards her, but stopped as he said. His voice filled with curiosity and with a hint of cruelty. "Yes but I want to see how far this goes. You are most interesting my apprentice."

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

She had answered his question and stated her need. Kyrel got up and started walking over to the bed. It was only a few steps, but he stopped before reaching her. He thought to test her, to push her and see how long it took for her to break. Zesiro would not give him the satisfaction of that.

Her motion was a simple nod of her head and her eyes took on a cold look. Zesiro laid down on her bed, her back to her master and closed her eyes.

Taking a deep breath and instead of squelching her desire, she fed on it. Kyrel used the powers of fear and anger to give more power to himself. In her time locked up below, she had thought on her past, how she had felt and used those emotions to see her through. So now she would do the same, even if her body screamed at her, she would control that.

Opening her eyes and sitting up in bed, he would see them almost glowing with her emotions like they did when either one of them was angry. If he felt her with the Force, there was no direct anger pent up.

"What is so interesting, Master?"

Her voice no longer held the same need. It was almost pleasant and conversational. It did contain the pent up emotions that needed release, whether it be a physical manner or through the Force, it didn't matter anymore.

"I am what you see and without training, this is all I will ever be."

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel was surprised, not only did she seem to lay her head down, she had seemed to use her primal instincts to fuel the dark side. He was impressed with her, as he was expecting. He was expecting her to take advantage, and try to take what she wanted by force. This either made him shocked, or mostly proud of his new found apprentice.

She had used the dark side to her advantage. She was starting to learn quickly under his tutelage. She would be a fine Sith Lord. Indeed. She was starting to impress him more and more. But just because she can use her primal urges to enhance her Force techniques, that hardly meant anything else, she would need a lot more training in order to fully make him proud.

He then saw her sit up, speaking in a calm tone that no longer professed her needs. He looked to her impressed but still remained stoic and cold as he spoke to her. "I am surprised, Apprentice. I thought you would take what you wanted, but instead, you have used such desires to enhance your connection to the dark side. With her next remark, he looked at her in disgust and spoke once again. "Yes, but you are free to learn on your own. The Sith Archives are free to your use. A wise Master does not reveal all of his secrets at once."

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

"I do not ask you to reveal everything at once, Master."

These words were before she could stop them and Zesiro looked at him. Her own past masters had taught her a little at time, knowing she would be back for more. So it appeared Kyrel would be the same.

At his other words, she nodded.

"And I will use the archives well. My training with you has just begun and as time progresses, I will surprise you even more."

Feeling the Force through her desire filled connection, Zesiro moved in what would be to a normal eye lightening fast. She was off her bed and in front of Kyrel. Though he still looked at her with disgust, she would lightly kiss his cheek and with a small smirk swat him on the rear, if he didn't move.

"What do you want to do?"

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

He had stood there watching her, for a moment his mind drifted for a moment. His prying into the secrets of the Sith would increase his power, and in time they would be shared with his apprentice. She would become one of the most powerful beings of all time. They would both oversee the plan to where the Dark Side would reign across the galaxy once more.

He had thought of what would happen. With the collapse of the One Sith, the Force had chosen a new order that would be worthy to rule the Galaxy. The First Order had the potential to take advantage of the war-ravaged state of the Galaxy, and restore order and peace, the only thing that stood in there way was the loathsome Galactic Alliance. Both of them would see that the true nation to rule the Galaxy would rise to take its place. The Imperial Remnant was too weak to accomplish such a task. The Sith Factions were too set in their ways to realize that with the First Order's help, this would be possible. No only the First Order can accomplish this alone.

His musings were however put at an end. With the Force, the girl used remarkable speed to approach him, and before he could move, she moved and stood literally right in front of him, and swatted his backside, which Kyrel looked at her for a moment not too pleased, but also moved and kissed his cheek. He replied to her after she asked what would he like to do. "Whatever you would like to do Apprentice."

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

At Kyrel's words, she got a wicked grin and would attempt like she did the first time they were together to get him off his feet. That first time, Zesiro had been successful in knocking him down, if he was ready for it though, then she would fail.

He had said whatever she wanted to do and her being what she was...well, this came first. This time, it wasn't the need or addiction that dictated to her, it was for herself.

"It was what I've wanted to do since waking up."

Wherever his location was, Zesiro would be looking at him.

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

All of a sudden with her enhanced movements, he would fall. He would fall onto the bed with her looking at him, it seemed that his apprentice was fond of being sneaky. That was good and he would learn to hone such things. He would teach her how to be an assassin. He would teach her the arts of deception and stealth.

He fell on the covers still covered in his dark robes, as she looked to him, saying that she had been wanting to do something since this morning. "What is that Apprentice?" He said feigning innocence when he knew exactly what she had wanted. He wanted her to think that he had no idea, making this all the more interesting.

He just laid there. Waiting for what would come, falling into her trap. He enjoyed this game of cat and mouse, as next to the training, it always made a lot more fun. He merely waited patiently. As to what would happen, as it didn't take him long to figure out where this could lead.

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

He went down to the bed and laid there looking up at her. She was already barely dressed having been trying on the various outfits he had brought her. Giving him one of her winning smiles, she waggled her rear end in his direction and laid down on the bed next to him.

Allowing him to keep his robes on, Zesiro would proceed to tease him a little. Her fingers would run along his jaw and trace his face, if he allowed it. As long as he allowed, she would run her fingertips over his body.

As she did this, she would use on him the techniques used if she was on a mission in the past. The ones she would have used to melt the resolve of the most cold and distant. Kinds that would effect almost anybody.

Previously, she would have just taken what she wanted from her master. Hoping to prove to him she could control herself, she attempted to see how far she could push both of them.

[member="Darth Interitus"]