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Is it to awaken or to be awoken?

Unknown Location
Underground
No Set Time

Standing in a set of robes that hid my face in the darkness, I smiled as my little test subject was stuck in the energy field of a cage. The yellow energy would prevent any sort of slams of the fist or any force power from going through. Hooked up on its own generator, even should electricity in the area fall offline, the cages would not. Keeping her in there till someone released her, or until she died.

Standing there was the woman, to be correct, a hybrid, who was rather peculiar. Having one eye covered in an eyepatch, I could still see her standing in her uniform. I shook my hand as I stood there. Reading a datapad about the information and commenting to her. My voice course yet calm and cold all the same.

"My darling, Aren't you a special one. Military records with a group known as the Awoken, a sister even? Quite good looking if I don't say so myself."

Smiling, I placed the datapad on a table with a wide range of medical equipment. My hand flicked to the cage, and it shut down with a slowly dying hum of the generator. She was free to move. However, she would find that she could not move her legs. Influenced by my use of telekinesis.

"For me to work on you, you must be void of your clothing. So I will give you a choice. Take them off yourself, or I will force you to."

My voice slowly becoming more and more darker as though I intended to kill this woman, however, I would not. Instead I gave her one warning to my offer.

"I am not gentle."

[member="Summer Sovereign"],
 
Summer would look up at the man whom had captured her and looked at him with a mix between cold hard determination and pity. She was sympathetic but also she thought there was no way this man would force her to remove her clothing so she set her jaw and stared at him "I'd like to see you try to make me remove my clothes." She said rebelliously to the man

[member="Nick Imura"]
 
I turned my head a little cockeyed as she said that. I smiled. Rebellious, and still a free spirit. Soon, that would change. My hand extended slowly out. Moving the points of contact from her ankles to her neck. Slowly squeezing down on her throat. I pulled her to me using the force so that she was about a foot away from me. Holding her there in the air, she would be hardly able to scream or even speak. While I still sat,

"Do you doubt me Miss Sovereign? If so, then let me show you how painful this process will be."

I snapped my fingers, and she would hear a waft of flame at her ankles. The clothing she wore would ignite in flames. Slowly burning their way up her body. Using my skills, I protected her skin from burning, but allowed her to feel all of the flame tongues licking up her legs, and body. Eating away the clothing that she wore.

"Now with them removed, I will release you."

After a minute, the clothing of her uniform was now gone. Before me now stood a rather beautiful specimen for me to work on. Her hued skin looking as though it shimmered in the lights above me.

"I will give you a second chance. Move to the table, and lay down on it, or once again, I will be forceful. This is your last chance."

[member="Summer Sovereign"]
 
As the flames moved up her legs she would feel them and finally become very scared. Once her clothes were off and she was released and given an order, she would follow this one knowing what he was capable of but on her way her naked body would rub against his arm as she made her way towards the table.

As she lay down on the table she began to shiver "It's very cold." She stated shivering trying to not make him mad

[member="Nick Imura"]
 
The woman moved past me easily. More obedient than last time, she had rubbed her body up against my arm as I sat on the chair. A second later, I stood up and turned around to watch her sit down upon the table and then transition into a sitting position. Moving closer to her. She sat and complained that the table was cold. While moving towards the woman, I used telepathy to contact my apprentice within the compound, and spoke to her, and her alone.

"Please come to the lab. Room 13."

As the lady sat there, I had to look the woman over. Make sure she didn't have anything added already to her body. Sure I had files about her, but files could lie, and the information may have been skipped. Sliding the sleeves up my arm, I then grabbed a hold of her arm. Running my hand rather forcefully up and down the length to make sure nothing abnormal was with her system. Moving my way around, I did this with her other arm, legs, thighs, and even her chest and stomach.

"I will be strapping you in. This process is very painful and I would rather you not move a whole heck of a lot. So if you please,"

WIth the force, I moved her legs and arms to be in the right position and the straps moved of their own accord and latched onto her. Tying themselves down, I then had some wrap around her thighs rather tightly, and one more around her stomach and finally the last one on her neck. Her body was rather fine, and considering I had a habit to run into Zeltrons and Twileks, I could saw that if we were under different circumstances, I would have been flirting with the woman instead of causing her pain.

"Now, let us begin."

[member="Summer Sovereign"], [member="Azula Feanor"],
 
As the man ran his hands down her body examining her she began to shiver more his hands were freezing and she was very insecure about her body. She had been teased since she was a little girl that she wasnt small enough or strong enough. So what did she do she became smaller and stronger. As he wrapped the straps around her thighs she would yelp as they got very very tight and as the one went around her throat she would have a little trouble breathing. She didn't like how he had touched.

[member="Nick Imura"]
 
Azula was playing with a small drop of water from the rainstorm before, gliding it around the garden and letting it collect more drops until it was a substantial amount. She even started messing with it, creating tricks and unique movements. That was until the water splashed across the floor when her friend, if only for lack of a better word, had contacted her kinetically. Fantastic.

He was ordering her around again, and after the few months they had spent together he would soon learn she was not going to act like one of his 'test subjects'. Right, he was keeping humanoids as test subjects and she was, in the least of the word okay with it. However Azula needed him, and he was a hard specimen to find. Strong in the force and one of the few that knew of the Kro Var besides herself. Actually, the only one.

With a aggravated sigh she responded to his message, a mix of frustration in her thick accent.

"I'll be there in a minute Nick."
 
My apprentices comment of being there in a minute, made me smile and almost want to shake my head. She was not fond of my darker acts of my life. I was not a kind person. I never treated anyone that way. Well, to be correct, there were only two people who I had not treated harshly towards. However, that was not important at the moment. Returning her words with my own,

"Be happy I said please this time. Now come or you will miss out."

The woman was staying rather quite. Not really reacting to the wraps put around her. However she did cringe from it, and she looked almost ashamed. Realizing that she really was scared about this, I decided to do something kind of nice, yet kind of not. Moving away from her, I went over to a secondary lab table that was holding supplies. Reaching down at a black vial, I picked it up, and and also grabbed two syringes. and an empty vial. Moving over to the counter just a foot away from me, I took the syringe and began to pull the thick liquid into the syringe as I talked.

"My name is Nickolas. You can call me Nick if you would like. Considering I know who you are Miss, I will tell you a little bit about myself as I prepare."

Once I had gotten the right amount, I then sat the syringe down, and sat down the vial. I rolled up my sleeves just a little to expose my forearm. Taking a medical rubber band, I tied it around my upper arm, and began to smack my arm. Letting the veins pop out. I then injected the second syringe into my arm, and began to pull upon my own blood. The dark crimson color was unnatural to the normal blood color. Mine being very close to a black color in fact. Talking all the while I did this.

"I am what you would call a Sorcerer. Someone who delves into the Darker arts of the Force. Particularly a form known as Sith Alchemy. It is with this knowledge, I can.... hmm. how should I put this, twist, and transform metals, items, and even biological items, like people, into something different."

Taking the syringe out of my body, I then sat it down and took off the rubberband. I then proceeded to pick up the empty vial, and one of the syringes and push the liquid into the larger empty vial. Once that was done, I took the second one of my blood and put it in the same vial. When both were put into the vial, I then closed my hands around it, and using convection to heat up my hands, and cause the liquid inside to bubble and melt together into one concoction. Still speaking.

​"I can make swords that resist lightsabers, I can create Dragons that can breath fire, and be resilient to just about anything. Even more so, you may not noticed, but I myself am a creation of Sith Alchemy. I was changed just like you are going to be. However, for my story, I was changed when I was a mere child."

Walking over to the woman with a brand new syringe, and still with the vial cooking as I now shook my hand to increase the mixing of the two substances. I stood above her and her naked body. Ready for me to change to a degree. I then sat the vial down next to her side, as well as the syringe. I then reached up and pulled my hood down. Revealing my face. Even at the old age of 40, I still looked as though I were merely in my twenties. After effects of using Sith Alchemy to alter my appearance for the better. Quite good, considering it would increase my longevity as well. I moved myself to look at her face. Letting her get a good look at me, and I got to look into her eyes. Scared, fear, and yet, there was still the will to fight me.

"We will have someone be joining us soon. I expect you to show them respect where you have not shown me. So, once more, questions before I begin this process?"

[member="Azula Feanor"], [member="Summer Sovereign"],
 
"What exactly do you plan to do to me here?" She asked shaking harder trying not to move. She was scared out of her mind at this moment. Who was this person that would be joining them shortly? Would they kill her or just turn her to their side before using her to get what they wanted? would they turn her into the monster that she feared to be? All of these questions ran through her mind as she remained shivering on the table

[member="Nick Imura"]
[member="Azula Feanor"]
 
Azula found herself walking down the old hallways, etched into this mountain temple with perfect precision. Looking at it, she came to the conclusion that it must have been built thousands of years ago. It was old, that much was obvious by the eroding stone and mossy covered walls. Yet the earthshapers and fireshapers whom built it had ensured that it would never fall. Azula noticed this because of how the walls took their 'shape', with the stones being placed perfectly in order and the floor still smoothed from the fire that burnt it's edges away. She picked this location when they arrived here because it called to her, and more importantly, because it is the largest temple on the planet. A massive stretch of buildings expanding across five mountains, built all around them and in all different sizes and shapes. However they were all connected, this would never change. The Kro Var ensured that their temples represented their beliefs.

Azula and Nickolas resided in the highest temple, she currently walked down steps though, making her way to Nick's improvised laboratories. The girl looked somewhat a mess, her silver hair was thrown up and she wore a thick fur coat as the air was freezing up here. She hadn't even put on much makeup today, just her typical dark lipstick and eyeliner.

Finally she made it to the first floor from where she was, in the garden at the peak of the temple. However she still had around one thousand stairs to climb down...feeling rather lazy she took the water particles in the air, and used the small amount to create what one might call an ice slide. Azula then simply slid down it, letting the water fall and rise back into the air as she no longer needed it.

With this, it didn't take long for her to 'surf' her way to the lab he requested her to come down to. Once she was there she stepped off of the stairway which would continue to go down until the base of the mountain. However, her stop was here. Azula found her way to the lab. Yet, there was no door. As this place was built by earthshapers, it required an earthshaper to open it.

Azula was...okay at this. She attempted to make the rock formation with her body, and then proceeded to pull her hands up in a fist grip, which, inevitably did nothing. Perhaps she required more training. However, Azula wasn't the type to ask anyone for help. And this was frustrating her.

She stepped back a few feet and put out her hands, then with a quick and strong front kick a large extremely hot flame went into the rock, which she then turned into lava. A mix of fireshaping and earthshaping, something she actually could do. It was a skill she was proud to have, as not many other could do this. Even Nick had struggled with this skill and if she was being honest she thought he was a little jelous. Which on course only fed her fiery personality.

The lava then melted away the rock and the door was no longer.

"Heh..."

[member="Summer Sovereign"] [member="Nick Imura"]
 
As I could feel my apprentice growing closer to the area, I began to speak as the question of what I would be doing to her was evident. She clearly looked scared out of her skin. She laid there as I took the syringe and began to draw at the concoction that I had created. Once that was done, I sat it down on the table to put on medical gloves. You see, as a human, I carried a lot of germs. And should I be operating on her while she was still alive and all, I could transmute diseases she might not be immunized to, or even cause a reaction within the body to reject the vong biots I would be placing in her.

"I will be injecting you with a poison. It will hurt. You may feel a little closer to the dark side, and you will be hateful after this starts to run through your system. And I will be replacing parts of your knuckles, and your stomach. So, once my apprentice arrives..."

As if on cue, the door began to melt. And reveal the woman standing there in furs. Nodding her her and her almost perfect white colored hair, however now up in a bun rather like a birds nest, I allowed her to walk in, and then sealed the door once more. I rolled my eyes. She always felt so confident in herself. Sometimes it was annoying, others, it was fine with me. However, she felt she may have been better than me, I still had a few aces up my sleeves.

"Alright, we shall begin this process now. Darling, if you would watch and learn to what I will be doing, You might be able to do some of this yourself."

Turning around, I then moved back to the woman on the table, and grabbed a wet pad. Wiping it on the woman's arm, and rather forcefully penetrated her skin with the needle, and injected her with the black venom of Sith Poison, and my blood. She would feel hot pain in her arm where I injected her, but the poison would flow through her body rather quickly. Inducing her fear into almost anger at me for doing all of this to her, and even causing a warm feeling through out her body. However this would take a few minutes.

Once I was done with injecting her, I removed the needle, and threw it into a trash can next to me. While my empty hand reached out, and a jar of claws was flung into my hand. Sitting inside they were in a liquid to prevent them from dying. I proceeded to pull one out. Waking it up. Both of the women could see the claw start to move and even on one end, have a mouth. It looked strange, and smiling as I did so, placed the mouth onto one of the woman's left hand knuckles.

The mouth would begin to chew at the skin and eat into her knuckle. Physically eating away the bone, and would slowly be entering into the place where her knuckle and index finger bones would be. The more she would thrash about, the more it would hurt, and the faster this creature would eat.

This is what it was like for me when I got my own done. However, she would feel a lot more pain than I would have. "Looks like the claw is a little hungry don't you think?"

[member="Azula Feanor"], [member="Summer Sovereign"],
 
As soon as the poison hit her Summer began to thrash and scream. This would hurt worse than anything she had ever experienced. She began to feel woozy and then she would begin to growl lowly as the poison made its way into her system. She would continue to thrash as he pulled out the claw she got very scared but the pain became worse. As she saw the claw open its mouth she began to scream louder and more high pitched.
As the claw began to eat her skin and bone she would continue to scream but the pain would nearly put her out completely. Since she was a little she had always feared the sight of her own blood and as she would throw up over the side of the table

[member="Nick Imura"]
[member="Azula Feanor"]
 
Ah hell.

Looking down at my boot, I saw regurgitation of the woman's last meal on my boot. I wasn't happy about that, Nor the fact that she was screaming so loudly. I cleared my face of any emotion, simply looking down at the woman as she was leaning over the side screaming at the sight of her own blood and seeing something eat away at her bones.

Weak.

I had gone through this. Much worse than she had. Having dealt with this at the ripe and tender age of five years old. Grabbing her still dripping face of tears and spittle, I righted her back onto the table. Yelling as a claw much like the one that I had just put in her Having four of them come out from my knuckles, I got in her face. The pain of the claws cutting through my own skin to show clearly evident in the blood now dripping from my hand.

"Shut your mouth. As much as I like hearing little girls scream, I do not care to hear yours."

The claws brought awfully close to her face, showing her I was not going to take this crap from her. I then retracted the said claws, and went back into standing next to her. I re adjusted my jacket, My hand still bleeding as I then took a few more of these and started to put them in her other hand, and even placed them into her forearm. Making arm blades that can be used two swipe at a foe with an elbow bash, or even used to prevent falling should she be sliding down a cliff or something.

[member="Summer Sovereign"], [member="Azula Feanor"],
 
Summer would very quickly shut up but as he put the others on her other hand and even her arm she would scream even louder and begin to rock the table which was very close to flipping

[member="Nick Imura"]
 
Azula mockingly rolled her eyes at this woman's actions. Nick's past girls' had been at least...more cooperative. This one was honestly a pain, however in the situation it was, Azula seemed to find it funny. Watching Nick have to deal with such childish behavior. After all, if he ever intended and making it big with the other Imura, a child may be in his future. Besides this, Azula watched with care.

While her past self would find this disgraceful, the new reincarnated version of herself found it intriguing and...thrilling. I guess those are feelings you tend to have when you're literally the embodiment of five gods and goddesses.

"Having fun, are we Mr Imura?"

She teased.

[member="Nick Imura"]
 

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