Cold Memories

[Darth Ren Malgus]

She thought she had breathed her last, she had envisioned a life walking aimlessly about until just a few days ago when death reached out from beyond and offered her an opportunity.

She looked at [member="Mythos"] again her mind finding it hard to accept that he was standing there. Changed he was cold, aloof, and everything about him was bereft of warmth.

She took a breath needing to fill her lungs again with air, "How are you here?" She had to know if there was a way to cheat death where was it, how did one learn it?

But the dull ache within her only partially sated where was their son? Did he know? Questions that she wanted answers to. All while she heard his voice asking her questions...but part of her wouldn't submit to him again. Another part rejoiced and clapped praising whatever demon god she needed for his return.

..........none of her visions told her this...no one..........why?

Her head hurt.

 

[Mythos]

"Because death could not stop me from having my vengence..." That was the whole truth. He would tell her truth as he always did, never once lying and never once mincing his words with half truths. "I am here to reapmmy vengence on those who murdered my son and destroyed my people"

His words held no significant power, monotone as if a recording snd his eyes coming doen upon her like to beacons of hate. Hate not for her, not for the weakness of his son, not for the death he suffered but for the Galactic Alliance and everyone incorporated under it's foul banner. He would make them all pay.

"I am suprised to see that the Alliance is not your enemy... that you hold no anger to those who bereft our son of life... instead you place that fury on me for dying" His words accusatory but his tone flat and monotone once again.

" i need you... " He said, walking forward and placing his hand on her chin like he used to. His eyes into hers with the same fire only ten thousand times more itense. "By my side... we will make them pay..."

His hate was incalculable, his fury inmesurable and the fire of his brutality would burn Sullust to the ground...

[member="Serena Bouie"]

 

[Darth Ren Malgus]

It was barely registering what he said, their son was dead. Adas James was gone, her bright eyed child who loved the wilds of Dagobah. Her son. She felt her heart shredding into little pieces and yet she had not felt him die....why?

She remembered seeing the GA fire upon him even then when she watched she didn't remember, and HK said he didn't know his fate? Had he lied? Had [member="HK-36"] lied to her did he know that Adas James was dead?

She could feel her grief swallowing her up her world felt cold and unfeeling. Only the knowledge that her precious girl was still safe gave her any consolation.

[member="Mythos"] was talking and she couldn't help but notice how void of emotion he was about their son, death and chaos had taken its toll...that was the only explanation she could find for his lack of emotion when discussing their boy.

He wanted vengeance against those that had taken their child. War had taken him. War that the GA had brought to them. She looked up at him as he cupped her chin he needed her. She nodded she needed time to grieve then she would be ready to seek out those who had taken her son.

Woe unto them that does not know the wrath of a mother who has lost their child. Death upon those that had taken him from her. NO matter who it was.

"Very well to find satisfaction for the death of our child and to protect the one that we have" She didn't know how she could function the hole that was in her life that Adas had occupied. The pain that she was trying to control she closed her eyes as tear slid down her cheeks for her son.

The pain welled up inside her as she slowly collapsed completely to the floor and low painful wail filled the room where they were.

 

[Mythos]

She fell to his feet in anguish and pain, he relished it. He could sense her pain, he could feel her agony and suffering. He was feeding on it, it made him feel strong. "Yes... let your anger fuel you... let the hate make you stronger as Sullust will burn i swear to you"

Here in Korriban, the place where Adas James was concieved Mythos raised his right hand and with the power of telekinesis brought forth his crimson red lightsaber. The darkside of the force whirled around him, blazing in darkkness and fury but now it was something they both would endure together as Husband and Wife. She would be his weapon against the alliance and her image would strike fear into the hearts of many feeble men.

He placed his red lightsaber on her shoulder and branded a painful line of plasma on it. "Henceforth! Serena Bouie is dead... what will rise from this sand, you shall be named [member="Darth Ren Malgus"]... Lord of the Sith..."

His lightsaber blasted again im her other shoulder, branding ber in both sides so she knew why she became a Sith. Her hate would kill the alliance, it would be more powerful than any superweapon. Let the Alliance know the Wrath of a Mother who lost her child.

"Arise.."

 

[Darth Ren Malgus]

The screams melted together the grief for her child and searing pain that now ravaged her body. She knew she could not be weak she could falter she would find the one person who dealt the death blow to her son.

She tilted slightly but held her ground as she struggled upwards no more would she ever know the name of Serena no....she did not need to be her sister any longer she had finally found her own identity, her own place in the galaxy she looked up to [member="Mythos"] , "There are preparations to be made..." She wobbled slightly.

She did not know what to say but she could feel how her grief was churning within looking for an outlet looking for ways to ease the pain she felt the loss that could never be replaced. She nodded her head towards her husband.

"We will need a great many on our side if we are to take on the Alliance" Her words were soft but were edged with a hardness that she had never spoken with.

 

[Mythos]

"No..." he replied, a somber and dark tone in his voice vibrating within the living force trailing from his words that were not uttered from his lips. It was easier for him to speak through the force or using telepathy rather than to use his voice, his body pained when used the force did not.

His figure stood upon the sands like an unmovable monolith, like an obelisk of power that oozed strength. "The Alliance is weak and i will strike it like a rotting tree bringing it down"

With one hand he called upon the force to alter the enviorment. A land that saw no rain now did, clouds above began to form and thunder emerged. "You ride with me to Commenor... there i lay the seed of my darkness, the birth of my corruption. From there we shall train and strike into tbe heart of sullust... and avenge our son"

[member="Darth Ren Malgus"]

 

[Darth Ren Malgus]

[member="Mythos"]

"Very well Commenor it is. Are they not some little kingdom near the Core? Are they sympathetic to the cause?" She reached over and laid her hand on his arm she would travel wherever he asked.

The Alliance had taken her son from her and she would see the laid to ruin to pay for it. "For our son" she whispered as the ache in her heart grew. Her beloved Adas James.

She looked ahead, "will the jar'kai come with us there to Commenor?" She felt the vibrations of power humming below her feet it made her feel alive, it made her feel like she could tear the head from the Alliance and leave it gasping for breath.