Private In Order To Create One Must Destroy

[Darth Hemorpheus]

Unknown Regions, Stardust Nebula, The Proteus, Kaminonian Lab Vessel

Aboard The Proteus, there was thumping of metal footsteps. A figure two meters tall made its way to the main wing of the lab, the Droid had great white glowing eyes and obsidian steel frame ans limbs. In the room where monitors with circles, with swirls in diverse shapes. The KX Droid approached a Figure qho hubg from pipe like cords from cieling, each plugged into his spine as a makeship chair, it made his crimson leathery body look like blood held up by veins.

“Master.. we have arrived at Mort Freda, A Class P planet.”

The blood stained helm turned with its black visor,
“Deploy the probs..”

The Droid did as he was bid, going to a console and pulling up a black screen with outlines standard issue prob droids. From the vessel that broke through rings of ice around this frozen world came orbs of gray metal that descended like meteors.

Hanging from the veins of onservation, the Blood Soaked Figure descended, each cords breaking off from his back as a leather cape of deep burgundy coverer dark metal spine.

The Droid turned to His Master,
“No life readings.. the planet is barren ice.”

Darth Hemorpheus stepped towards the screen,
“Sentient life.. this world as cold and unfeeling is alive Zav.. just as you are.”

The Droid focused on his Master,
“My Lord.. I am not living, I am a machine..”

The Dark Scientist turned,
“True you are not alive in the organic sense.. still your systems are designed like the organs within me, each serving purpose to keep you online and functioning. I come from The Force, its whisper in my cells, and you come from hands made by it.. are you then any less connected to the spark of creation?”

The Droid paused a moment as it considered,
“I am programmed, limited by the hardware and software of my makers.”

The Sith Lord titling his head gave a nod,
“As am I.. I have limits not too dissimilar, only unlike you I do not accept them.. I seek to break them.”

Zav’ cold white eyes shifted,
“That is illogical.. limitations are absolute like gravity on a world.”

The Sith Lord wheezed as he chuckled,
“Aye, and yet go into space and gravity is no more.. that is the key, shedding the world of limitations to enter the realm where new realties await.”

The Droid responded,
“I do not understand..”

Placing his leather gloved hand on the chest plate of the Imperial Era Droid, Hemorpheus said,
“That is alright my friend.. you are meant to remind me of the limits, my task will be to navigate us when we go beyond them.”

Zav found Darth Hemorpheus’ address strange, he treated the machine not as droid to be derided and belittled, not that his programming would mind that, but instead as an equal. They were a pair in these Unknown Regions…

 

[Darth Hemorpheus]

Lord Hemorpheus watched the screens and the probs scan the surface, and descend into fissures of shadow. He held his blood leather gauntlets folded behind bus back as Zav aporoached and inquired,
“What are you looking for Master?”

The Dark Scientist turned,
“A life form.”

Zav retorted,
“Master, I must reiterate the intial scan findings, there is no life on this Class P planet.”

Tilting his helm, and taking a deep breath that echoed,
“I am conducting my own scan with methods not found in probs.”

The Incredulous Droid responded,
“I do not understand, life is made up of properties that any machine can detect.”

Hemorpheus turned walked closer to Zav,
“That may be true my friend, however, not when one moves as this one does..”

He pointed his leather finger at tge prob screen as a shadow, then a trail of green particles.

“Prepare the Flight Pod.”

The hangar hummed to life as great white pod with lights all around it was lowered by a crane. Henorpheus approached as the ball was pried open in middle by the crane, he stepped up inside where a seat was, and screen on the interior where the lights on the outside were.

Zav watched as his Master settled in the Pod.
“Master.. I should accompany you for security and safety reasons.”

Hemorpheus chuckled,
“Worried about me eh?”

Zav with his big white glowing eyes was stoic and said,
“It is in my programming to safegaurd you, Master”

The Dark Lord wheezed a little,
“I need you to preform that function here. If I need another pod or for you to enter the ship into atmosphere, it is best if you do it remotely. Besides she will likely be skittish to approach me with an armed escort.”

Zav titled his head,
“Her?”

Hemorpheus nodded,
“You will see when I return. Keep sweeping the planet with prob droids, and monitor my vitals.”

Pressing some glowing keys on a console the two halves of the Pod started coming together, slowly the Blood Red Figure of Master was narrower by the pieced till he could not been seen.

The Hangar shielding shimmered and the Pod detached as it began to role on chrome floor and then thrusters propelled it up into the air and out into space, and began to descend as great comet to the surface.

Zav watching said,
“I have a bad feeling about this.”

The Great White Pod fell like a drop into the atmosphere and then roller over clouds and headed towards the sheets of ice, and fissures below. The Big White Pod fell into the depths, its thrusters lightly keeping it from completely dropping. Directing the vessel, Hemorpheu headed deeper into the darkness till he came to what appeared to be pillars of ice, and slopes with an abyss below the edges. Seeing one large enough like a plateau and say it down. Pressing a key, the two halve opened partly allowing him to drop down, the ground rocked, as if this land mass was on a foundation beam. The flood lights remained on providing some light. Hemorpheus pulled some orbs from his belt that he threw in air that illunjnated in golden light, going ahead.

Making his way ahead, He realized he was now on a bridge of ice, his steps making cracking noises, and yet its size made him certain it was sound. He heard a sound, like wind howling, then a pop. He saw some trails of green flame, and he halted. Standing on the other end of the bridge was a figure in scarlet and black, placing both hands on the ice before him.

 

[Anastarsia]

She had been watching his movements, his vessel arriving as a great eye of the Fanged God. She sensed at once what he was and when he walked on the ice, she felt it, that chill not from the planet but felt deep within, The Darkness..

As he came across the bridge she opened the portal into Ichor Plane and moved to the other end of the bridge. There she dug her pale hands into ice, and began to summon the emerald fire, as she looked up with red eyes, she said,
“Welcome my Lord!”

A ice began to crack as a flame spread beneath and then it melted, drops falling into blackness below. Drawing back she watched as where this Intruder stood began to convert from a solid block of ice into a water that poured into a great fall. Her eyes fixed on this Sith who’s solid ground was fastly disappearing.

 

[Darth Hemorpheus]

The Dark Scientist watched as The Witch turned the compound of ice back into the liquid compound. At his feet the ice began to sweat and before him was loud crunchy as parts began to fall, the Sith Lord began running towards The Nightsister, his very steps, the ice thinking and falling away. His breaths turning into deep gasps as his lungs labored and he leapt as the solid floor liquified, his feet sliding as he reached out in the Force, grabbing hold of staracites in thd cieling and hoisting him in the air, balls of peridot flame flying beneath him and up, one Ichor ball burning his boots, when he landed on one knee, he heard the poof of wind as The Nightsister teleported around him. He hele his hands palm opened, ready to counter her witchcraft. He did not draw his lightsaber, for that weapon when drawn was to snuff out life, not preserve it.

 

[Anastarsia]

Anastarsia held her hands in the ice, conjuring the spreading apple green flame that melted away the bridge. The Dark Lord did as expected and used his dark power to propel himself in the air, she letting go of the now pool of water when the cold sheet had been, she pointing her pale green hand commander orbs of green flame as if bolts that followed her enemy. When he landed, she opened the tunnel of travel, and mover in the astral plane unseen as she came down olipon his shoulders, appearing, her red boots with heel grabbing hus blood leather as she cartwheeled and threw him back to the abyss where the bridge had been.

 

[Darth Hemorpheus]

Lord Hermorpheus felt his shoulder leather tug and the weight fall on him as he was then hefted up and backward, inside his mask he smiled, she was proving a worthy opponet. As he began to fall into shadow, he reached out before she could use her Magic, tugging at her body and pulling her to the edge, using her flesh and weight as a living rope to keep him from descending into the darkness below. He felt he inching over, and this presented him with a choice, sacrifice her or they both perish. Determined to give her a say, he said,
“You must decide Sister of the Night, victory and death, or save us both, for I have a hold of you and if you do that neat teleportation trick, we both go.”

 

[Anastarsia]

Anastarsia had successfuly toss him over the edge, but he used that power, that grip all who worshipped in their temples of ligjt and shadow, that Force.. she felt her muscles contort and she was dragged despite dragging her heel in the ice, she now was looking down in the pit, and dangling was the Dark Lord, who offered her an ultimatum, she hated ultimatums..
“Perhaps I desire death! That I welcome it! That would be unfortunate for you!”
The truth is she was worried, her heart pounding in her breast, the weight of this Sith pulling her closer to oblivion.
“Besides.. I save you and you will strike me down! That is what you Sith do!”

 

[Darth Hemorpheus]

He could feel her anxiety, he sensed her elevated heart beat. Her sharp and sardonic tone was masking her fear. Hemorpheus testing her resolve said,
“Then let go.. and we both shall descend into The Void.”
He gave some incentive as he used the Force at his command, pulling at her body so that he collided with his own and they both began to fall into the shadow. She was on top of him, his orbs of light following down, his blood stained cape wrapping around them. This was the moment, she had to open the door and take them back to the path of the living or they now would share a joint grave….

 

[Anastarsia]

Ana felt the tug of his power and his words baiting her to make good her threats. What astounded her was a Sith Lord accepting his fate, she had heard “The dark side is about survival.” (Darth Zannah). Why would he throw away his own existence so easily? As they fell together, she felt his leather, it was slippery and his cape cradling her. She then noticed his lightsaber rising up on his belt, as if levitating from the falling, he could have used it all along and had not, why? She grabbing his neck said,
“Why? Why have you come?”

A mist of purest green, like that of pears, surrounded them and their bodies began to atomize into particles as they entered tunnels unseen save for those who were Daughters of the Night. She took him and hersler through and they appeared back on the solid ice and rock above, where they collapsed together,

 

[Anastarsia]

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[Darth Hemorpheus]

Hermorpheus felt her touch his leathery mantels, his breaths echoing in his chest in the concealed tanks of oxygen. When she grabbed his neck, and aakee him Why, he saw what appeared to be stardust, little grains of green light that spread arouhd them and penetrated them. The sensation was difficult to describe even for a Scientist, the out of body travel that brought the flesh on roads of peridot light. There was an aspect of it that only could be replicated in sensation through conjugal relations, specifically the out of body aspect.
When they both fell safely on the ground above, he felt his breathing shift to heaving and wheezing, he reached into his breast, beneath the blood leather to adjust the dial that increases his flow of oxygen until his breathing steadied.
Turning his visor to look at her, her body was that of a pleasent female of pair bonding age, fertile and for of life. Though such intentions were not why he had come.
“I came because I believe In breaking the barriers that others accept.. your very nature drew me Night Sister.. the way you tap into your power is ancient and primal, and yet I believe it is a key to my research.”

He rose on his knees and bowed his head as if in supplication, m
“Please show me the Way of the Winged Goddess and the Wrath the Fanged God. In return I will take you from this planet and show you wonders that no Sith nor Nightsister has seen.”

 

[Anastarsia]

After traveling the two of them laid there, she panting, her bosom in its black tunic of wrapped cloth rose and fell. He had called her bluff and yet with every action this Dark Lord made, she became more and more befuddled. She heard what sounded like metal and tanks, and his breathing was very rapid, then it eased. As she sat up he then spoke of her and the Ichor as if it was some sort of answer to his research.

“What research?” She wondered in her mind with cynicism. Did he intend to pervert The Magicks? To commit a blasphemy against.. then she heard her utter their names! He pleaded in the names of The Winged Goddess and The Fanged God!
“You know of the gods of my people? Most are content to call us witches and fear us.”

Seeing a Sith Lord prostrate before her made the Ana uneasy,
“Please.. rise.. there is no need.. this research.. what does it mean? I as a Nightsister must protect The Magicks.”