You Have What I Need

[Kendrix]

The sun peaked over the trees as the birds started to sing their morning tune. Kendrix slinked through the forest careful not to even knock the morning dew off the leaves. She moved as a shadow silently taking each step. She extended herself in ingóle or what the off-worlders called the force. She relaxed in it and it allowed her to see the creatures around her. Small rodents. Birds. This was not the prize she was seeking. She wanted to find the creature that was much more massive. A creature that could give her answers. The Weethrak. The king and high council told everyone that the Weethrak told them that those who vanished would one day return. From the stories her father told her as a child, Kendrix knew they were lying. The Weethrak couldn't tell the future. She worried that the Weethrak didn't have the answers she sought and that she would never know what happened to her father.

She drew her father's tëlgåir as she felt another presence in the force. Not a Theowei. The signature was too dark. Kendrix ran silently. Each foot planted precisely. She leaped up ward into a tree concealing her self in the leaves. They could use ingóle. Kendrix could feel the strong connection. She waited her eyes fixed on the path until... a woman. Her wiry appearance made her look like she had been in the wilds for a while. her outfit said other wise. Either way she was trespassing. An unwelcome guest and for the most part a nuisance. She didn't want a conflict but for this woman to be wondering around in the woods seems suspicious.

"Man cáral? Le ú-nathlam hí," Kendrix dropped from the tree taking a ready stance with her sword. In case the woman didn't hear her she repeated her words again shot off in her own language. Kendrix didn't care if the outsider didn't understand her. In the moment, she paused looking up and down at the woman in front of her. Confusion was obvious. Her eyes narrowed as she focused on the woman's face, "...Iston i nîf lîn."

[member="Darth Venefica"]

 

[Via Dolorosa]

There were times she had enjoyed space travel, when the coldness and darkness of space reminded her of her own inner workings, and times such as this that she had despised it; standing in the centre of the tiny transport shuttle as the sole survivor of a crash landing. She didn't need the Force to tell her that both pilots and all four of her personal guard were dead. The screams, the sounds of broken bones, and ripping flesh had already alerted her to that during their descent and sudden stop. If not for the Force, she would have been counted among the dead. The shuttle's communication system, and every system really, had been destroyed in the crash. So, where was she?​

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Upon stepping out of the shuttle and onto the unknown planet's surface, she felt the presence of several small animals scurrying about throughout the forest. She took a small assessment of her surroundings and felt a sense of being that small child again when she had been alone etching out a life in the swamps of Dagobah. She laughed at herself and crushed those thoughts. She was not that scared child anymore but an apex predator, a Sith Lady. Whatever lurked in this forest was nothing more than prey to her. However, she didn't want to spend the rest of her life on whatever planet she was on. She had important business to attend do and this was nothing more than a minor setback. Oh how she despised delays! ​

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Pulling the hood of her robe over her head, she set out to find some sort of civilization and more importantly, a way off. As she walked under the canopy of massive branches and leaves hovering over her, she felt a strange sensation that she was being watched. A quick scan through the Force confirmed this was the case. But what she found surprising was that whomever was keeping tabs on her had the Force flowing through them. It was raw and unpolished but it was there nonetheless. Eventually this watcher's curiosity would take hold and they would reveal themselves to her, which in fact occurred.​

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Darth Venefica watched as a girl a few years younger than herself drop out of the trees, landing a safe distance from her, and was brandishing a sword. Wise girl. Lucky for the girl the Sith Lady did not perceive her as a threat. The black and red flecked eyes of the Dagobah Sith started at the girl as she spoke in a language she was unaware of. For a brief moment Darth Venefica toyed with the idea of invading this girl's mind and rip whatever knowledge she needed from her. But instead elected to watch how this played out.​

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"I believe you are trying to confuse me. No, I'm quite sure that is what you are trying to achieve," she replied in Galactic Basic returning the up and down treatment the girl had been doing. "Is féidir linn labhairt sa teanga seo .... cara? Nó tá mearbhall mé leat, anois?"​

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[Kendrix]

Kendrix just glared at the woman. Was she mocking Kendrix? She expected to hear Basic. Most offworlders knew it after all. Her eyebrow raised as the woman accused her of trying to confuse because, yes, you meet a stranger in the forest and the best thing to do is confuse them. Kendrix was the one who was confused simply by the woman's appearance. Her thin face and small frame. She knew it. With a quick glance she could almost be confused for her mother. Kendrix didn't know the woman's language however. it was remotely similar to Theowei, like she was simply choosing a language just so Kendrix wouldn't know if she were making threats in that tongue. Either way, Kendrix's hand gripped the sword handle tighter. She wasn't here to play any games with the foreigner. She had somewhere more important to be.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Kendrix snapped speaking basic only because she didn't want to draw blood to get past the off-worlder.

[member="Darth Venefica"]

 

[Via Dolorosa]

"Questions....always questions when faced with the unknown," she prodded while staring first at the girl and then her weapon. "You cling to your weapon as if that could save you....or defeat me. Allow me to show you what a true weapon is?"​

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Without even flexing a muscle, the Sith Lady used her mind to rip down a tree, exposing it's roots and then cast aside the now ruined piece of foliage as if it had offended her. She pointed at the weapon that the girl held fast to and chuckled.​

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"That piece of....whatever that is...you hold tight is nothing compared to the strength of the Force. However, for the sake of not offending you and causing you to do something foolish....I'll play the foreigner and answer your questions....for now."​

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Calling on the Force yet again, she forced the native to drop her weapon, disarming her like a parent does a child when they grasp something to hot for their little hands to comprehend. With a small nudge of her mind, she pushed the weapon away from the girl. ​

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"I go by many names....Swamp Witch...Dagobah Sith....and at one time Xhexania. But the last name....Xhexania is dead....reborn into me. Darth Venefica...Sith Lady. As for why I'm here....to be fair and honest...I'm a stranger in a strange land, a victim of choosing a poor pilot."​

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She reached out with her left hand, picking up the weapon via the Force and returned it to the girl; allowing it to hover in front of her. She shot the native girl a smile and raised both of her hands; a gesture showing she meant her no harm.​

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"Take your weapon," Darth Venefica said. "Because until you realize who you are and what you could become....that's the only barrier you have between life and death."​

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[member="Kendrix"]​

 

[Kendrix]

Kendrix glared at the woman in front of her. Her eyes then torn away as the monster uprooted a tree destroying a piece of the forest just to make a spectacle. Kendrix didn't waiver. Her mind even thought about rushing the being in front of her as she spoke. She didn't care about what the woman had to say anyway. She was just about to when her father's sword leapt from her hand to the ground. It didn't make sense in her mind as to why until she reached down to retrieve it and it escaped her grasp.

Her. Kendrix's glare returned to the woman. She was doing this proving to Kendrix just how easily the woman could have the upper hand. Kendrix didn't show fear however despite the situation. She simply listened as the woman talked and gave her list of names. Only one could be fully translated into Theowei.

Loicairon.

Kendrix wondered if the woman assumed that she didn't know what the force was. Kendrix was very much aware of it thanks to her mother. Even as the swamp witch returned the blade to Kendrix, she knew that the power used wasn't magic. Kendrix took the hilt in her hand then returned the sword to it's sheath. This wasn't the end however.

"I know who I am. You think you are the only one with power?" She tilted her head slight to emphasis the rhetorical question.

After that her hand went up reaching even though the woman stood to far away. She focus her eyes on the only thing that really stuck out. A small wooden and metal cylinder. Kendrix called upon it with the force and it obediently leaped to her left hand and away from its master. Kendrix personally didn't care for the weird thing. It looked looked ridiculous in her mind. So oddly shaped and designed. Why was it curved as such? Her eyes focused on a switch just in front of her thumb. She pressed it. Luckily the emitter pointed away from her as the metallic blade sprung to life. She had never seen such a device. It was truly foreign.

[member="Darth Venefica"]

 

[Via Dolorosa]

She watched as her weapon betrayed her and flung into the hands of this stranger. Her cold eyes stared at the ​

deep metallic blade ignite before her. Never knowing fear but a master of dispensing it; she stepped toward the girl.​

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"Such a crude weapon to strike down the weak," she spat. "But little thing....I am far from weak."​

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Calling upon the Darkside of the Force, blue and white energy began to dance across her fingertips on her left hand. She listened with enthusiasm as the energy began to crackle loudly. Then just like that, she commanded it to disappear.​

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"Such abuse of power is beneath me."​

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She halted her steps, cocked her head to the right, and observed the girl. There was something haunting familiar in her appearance. She never met this lower life form before but her fortitude to stand vigilant before a Sith Lady; the unnamed lover of the Dark Lord himself seemed to to make her question this girl's life choices. And yet she resembled....​

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"You want to kill me," the Dagobah Sith commented. "I can sense it. I can taste it. I can almost welcome it. But I also sense you crave something more....something you can't fathom. You wield the Force yet the darkness of a .....Vahla!"​

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Darth Venefica reared her head back and began to cackle.​

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"Only a Vahla smells like you...us...in the Force! But you are not true....yes....mixed. Shame. Your name....?"​

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[member="Kendrix"]​

 

[Kendrix]

Her eyes focused on the blade ignoring the woman for the moment. Only until she heard the loud crackling and popping did Kendrix eyes return to the woman. Noticing how she appeared to be holding lightning in her hand. Kendrix simply watched it unphased. Her mother had shown her that before how she neglected to teach her daughter how to do it. For a second, she questioned what the woman might try with the lightning then wondered if the weapon in her hand could defect it.

But as quick as she willed it, the lightning dissipated from her hand. They now had a stand off. The woman's blade still in Kendrix's hand. Her mind however went back to her mother. This woman favored her in appearance. She could only assume that this woman was a Vahla as well. Kendrix on the other hand favored her father despite the red hair. They had no idea where that came from since her father had silver and her mother shares the same color as the swamp witch.

She confirmed Kendrix's assumption. The laugh almost made her sick. She wasn't about to give such a creature her name, "Do you think I am stupid?" She turned off the strange device then tossed it back to it's master. "What will I gain from trying to claim your life? You may live, Loicairon, but you may not have my name. The city is in that direction. I do not have time for such pleasantries."

Kendrix pointed back behind her then began to go around the woman.

[member="Darth Venefica"]

 

[Via Dolorosa]

Did she think this girl was stupid, no. She did, however, think this girl had shown bravery in the face of death. Had this girl crossed paths with the Sith Lady years ago, Darth Venefica would have taken great pleasure in striking her down. But she had evolved over the years just as her powers manifested into something far more deadlier than she ever thought possible. And Darth Venefica refrained from killing her kind. Vahla were still recovering from the failed Jedi purge years and years ago, and if she killed this girl, even though she was not full-blooded, then she was no better than the Jedi.​

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Still, she gave her own kind just enough rope to hang themselves. And most of the time, they simply did just that.​

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The Sith Lady caught her hilt through the Force, letting it hover in front of her for a few seconds before reaching out and snatching it. She replaced her weapon gently back in it's resting place before looking around the girl to see where she was pointing at. The city no longer appealed to her. This girl did. Then the girl refused to drop her name and though Darth Venefica could have painfully ripped the knowledge from the girl's mind, she chose to ignore that course of action. However, she did flash the girl a small smile at the mention of her life being not taken by this girl. Brave words.​

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"Thank you...but we are not done," she said stepping into the path of the girl just as she tried to walk around the Sith Lady. "We've only just begun....you and I."​

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[member="Kendrix"]​

 

[Kendrix]

Kendrix halted in her steps as the swamp witch stepped in her way. Kendrix glared at her. Equally voicing displeasure and defiance using only her eyes. She had something important to do. Kendrix didn't have time to tend to this off worlder. She had a god to see. She had questions and answers she seeked. Kendrix didn't care for the tone the woman took. She wondered if this witch would attempt something. Would she attack Kendrix now? Kendrix placed her hand on her fathers sword just incase.

"There is no you and I," Kendrix spat. "I do not have time to play such games. I have something very important to do."

Kendrix contemplated taking this woman to the Weethrak. It was a stupid idea. The Weethrak could show Kendrix who this woman was but at what cost? She didn't trust the witch. She thought for sure that the swamp witch would attempt to kill the creature. She seemed malicious to Kendrix at least. With that thought banished, Kendrix attempted to walk around again. No she wasn't going to let this hag stand in the way of finding a Weethrak.

[member="Darth Venefica"]

 

[Via Dolorosa]

She returned the girl's gaze with one of her own. If this girl was trying to play a game of whose will was stronger; then this girl would grow old and die before the Sith Lady's eyes. Very few held a strong will and fortitude like the one possessed by Darth Venefica. She was a master of breaking the wills of others. A master of manipulating the minds of others. She preached and lived deceitfully. Treachery was her soulmate.​

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The cold and always observant eyes watch as this girl's hand moved to rest upon the hilt of the sword that laid attached to some sort of crude looking belt. Darth Venefica shot her a smile, a gesture saying draw your weapon if you can. But Darth Venefica wouldn't kill this girl. Punish her, perhaps. Humiliate her, absolutely. But she needed this girl. She didn't trust her to send her off into an ambush or walking in circles. If this girl wanted her to leave this planet then this girl would accompany her until she did.​

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"Games? Ah....well we do have something in common. I, too, do not play games. And you are also right...you do have something important to do. You will take me to this city!"​

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The girl, it seemed, had no desire to assist her when for a second time she made an attempt to walk around her. And for the second the time, Darth Venefica side-stepped into the girl's path.​

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"Your move," she said placing her hands on her hips.​

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[member="Kendrix"]​

 

[Kendrix]

Her blood began to boil as the woman stepped in front of her again. That wasn't what really made her mad. Kendrix didn't like that this woman was telling her what to do. Kendrix wasn't a chauffeur or a guide and she had no plans to go back to the city at the moment. She had something more important to do than lead this deranged woman back to civilization. Instead of answering, Kendrix furrowed her brow. Only a few steps sperated the witch from her and her hand still rested on her father's blade. Kendrix could quickly draw her father's sword and slash in one motion, but the woman showed just as much stubbornness as Kendrix had. She wouldn't let her get away with a dirty move such as that. The hands on the woman's hips proved that. Standing like that, the witch reminded Kendrix of her mother. The thought pissed her off more. This hag was not Kendrix's mother.

Instead of walking around for the third time she walked forward, stoping only when her face got a few inches from the woman in front of her. Her hair made her seem taller but Kendrix probably had an inch on her. Kendrix open her mouth to speak but shut it back to when she focused more on the woman's eyes. Black for the most part but with red as well. Kendrix looked almost stunned, her brow still furrowed.

Kendrix could only assume she was lying up to that point. She took a calmer tone that the demanding one she had before, "Why are you really here? Who are you?"

No matter the answer, Kendrix shook her head. This witch couldn't be trusted. The Weethrak was all she could think of. The Weethrak will give her answers about this woman and where her father might be, "I won't take you to the city... but I can take you to meet a god."

[member="Darth Venefica"]

 

[Via Dolorosa]

She could only flash another smile at the girl when she chosen to move closer to the Sith Lady. At least they agreed on another thing; neither one feared the other. But they day was still young and by the end, this girl would learn to fear her. But for now, she needed the girl. This was something the Sith Lady could not shake. Then when the girl spoke asking her she was and why she was here, Darth Venefica only sighed.​

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"Apparently it's the normal concept for everyone on this planet to be struck with a short attention span," she said, feeling slightly irritable. "I've already given you my name....which you have forgotten already and elected not to grant me the same respect of giving you mine. And I already told you that I am a victim of choosing a poor pilot."​

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She shook her head in disgust. She really hated having to repeat herself, something all her Apprentices understood well. But since this girl's memory was not up to par with the rest of the galaxy; she let her anger subside.​

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"A god! Oh child there are no gods except for the Goddess Vahl herself. And last I checked, she would not demean herself by living on this planet. Whatever this planet is. But you have piqued my interest in meeting a god. Lead the way."​

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[member="Kendrix"]​

 

[Kendrix]

Kendrix ignored the woman and her insults despite the urges she got to draw her sword and turn it on her. Her know everything attitude did help either. Her opinion was set. This woman was a hateful hag. That was all Kendrix clang to. If anything Kendrix hoped to get rid of her after learning what the Weethrak knew about the woman.

Kendrix was reluctant after being given the command but she lead the way anyway. The walk wouldn't be a short one that was for sure. There were only four weethrak on the whole planet. Yes they were massive but still there was no way to tell where one was unless they had a strong connection to the force. Kendrix lead the swamp witch through the woods not caring if she was tired or if she need to rest. Kendrix didn't. She was use to spending her days in the woods. She regained energy and nourishment from the sun as she walked. The witch shouldn't have made a big deal about Kendrix being a halfling.

Kendrix paused for a moment feeling the large presence in the force. In her excitement she ran reaching the base of a large mountain. As her companion joined her Kendrix placed her hand on the mountain, "Mi na i nîf gîn?"

Kendrix began to walk to her left and around the mountain. Only after walking a good distance did she remember her traveling companion, "Come." She turned back to the swamp witch for a brief moment before quickening her steps. She couldn't control her excitement about finally finding the Weethrak. She desperately wanted to know if the beast knew the fate of her father. She stopped again placing her hand on the mountain. "Here is the god." With that phrase the ground in front of them shook and began to raise.

[member="Darth Venefica"]

 

[Via Dolorosa]

She followed the girl through the woods, whistling and humming the whole way. She was taking in the sights like a vacationer coming to see all the elaborate offerings the planet had to offer. Of course this trip was unplanned and free, except for the part where she would have to purchase or rent a small ship to get offworld. The very thought of it halted her whistling and led to a small chuckle. Pay for it, I think not. The whistling commenced up to when they reached a mountain.​

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When the girl ran toward the mountain like a child runs to their parent on the playground, she ignored it. What she didn't ignore was the presence in the Force. It was interesting. The power was immense and almost hypnotic, but quickly she discarded it. She was no stranger to the presences of the Force. She moved toward the girl, looking at her as she placed her hand on the mountain, said some words, and led them around it.​

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"God," she said as she watched the ground begin to rise. This was no god but she would not punch holes in the girl's beliefs.​

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[Kendrix]

Kendrix stared up at the creature watching in awe as it stood from it's slumber. It only then dawned on her that they needed to be on the creature's head. She waved her companion in then spoke in her native tongue quickly. Even a fellow Theowei would have been confused at the jumble of words. Kendrix assumed the Loicairon would figure it out quickly however considering Kendrix used the force to quickly leap on to the beast's shoulder. Kendrix expected the witch to follow so she didn't wait. She made her way across its neck and to its head. She then leaned over the side of its brow glancing into its large eye as it looks back her. Her eyes then focus on her own refection in its pupil. The tattoo on the side of her head, the auburn hair, and a smile gracing her face. The beast grunts its greeting to her. She gave her own greeting in the words 'Gi suilon.' After the shared moment she stood back up on its head and moved over to one of its many horns. Her hand went to it petting the creature before pausing on it.

"Mene máo bo-" She stopped speaking as she realized in her moment of excitement she wasn't understood by the woman. "Place your hand over mine and open your mind. The great mountain will show you many truths."

As the swamp witch placed her hand over hers, Kendrix cleared her mind and opened it to the Weethrak. She wasn't sure exactly how it worked. This was the first time she had ever met the great weethrak. Did she only get one question? If so she needed to know if her father was alive. This was the question in her heart but in the back of her mind she still wondered who the swamp witch really was.

She first saw images of her own memories. Those as a baby in the arms of her mother, then as a small child with her father learning how to use a sword as her mother watched by closely. The night after her father vanished and how she wept and cried herself to sleep as she clenched her father's sword. Kendrix hoped the witch wasn't getting the same feed of memories as Kendrix was but deep down she assumed she was.

Her father. She wanted to know where he was. Kendrix tried to steer the Weethrak back to her question. She feared the weethrak didn't know where he was.

The next set of images weren't her own. She didn't recognize them at all, but they had something in common, the swamp witch was in every one. Still Kendrix couldn't look away even if she wanted to. The weethrak had its reasons for showing these. The last one featured her mother. Kendrix heart sank at the sight. Confusion filled her. Was this part of a new set or images? No. In her mothers arms, she held a baby. Kendrix wondered if this was her but the swamp land gave away that the planet was Retalik. The baby couldn't be Kendrix. Her mother placed the baby in the swamp then ran leaving it there. It was only then that Kendrix realized the memory.

She jerked her hand from under the woman's then backed away slowly from her careful not to fall off the creature. A look of shook over took her face.

[member="Darth Venefica"]

 

[Via Dolorosa]

There was but only one God, Goddess, that roamed the galaxy and it was Vahl herself. Still, she would entertain the girl for now and joined her in the summoning of memories. The first visions to be shown meant nothing to her, fables of a weakened and false God. However, the visons changed to a land she was all to familiar with. Dagobah.​

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Darth Venefica watched as a small infant was placed into the swamps by a lone adult female, then simply left to feed the monsters of the swamp. Her mouth dropped open as she realized that the infant was her, the woman her Mother. She had never known the face of her betrayer until now, the subject of her uncontested revenge. Now, she had a face in which to hunt, to kill, to inscribe upon the woman's soul every sad moment she had felt living a bred life of kill or be killed.​

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Then reality struck her like a blow from the unknown!​

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Darth Venefica withdrew from the girl, looking her up and down again, trying to wrap her head around what could only be the truth. She shook her head denying what she had just learned. It was impossible. It was treachery. This false God was lying to her. Yet, she couldn't cast away the truth shown to her. She stared into the eyes of the girl.​

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"Sister?"​

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[member="Kendrix"]​

 

[Kendrix]

Kendrix shook her head. No... No. Maybe the woman in the swamp witch’s last memory only resembled her mother, but then again, the witch looked like her. Her hair. Her eyes even. Black and yet with red in them as well. Her mother never mentioned having a child before Kendrix. Her mother never mentioned anything about her life before arriving on Retalik. The situation had Kendrix completely stunned and speechless unlike the woman in front of her.

As soon as the word hit Kendrix’s ears, she bolted from the back of the Weethrak leaping from it and hitting the ground a lot harder than she expected. She pulled herself back to her legs rather quickly however and sprinted for home. Her mother. Kendrix needed to speak to her. She needed to know if this Sith was really her sister. If her mother had another daughter this whole time and never mentioned it. She was so focused on this she didn’t realize she was running up on more off-worlders until she found herself face to face with them.

They looked worse than the swamp witch. Their eyes a bright yellow and their skin black and grey like the flesh was decaying. Kendrix looked at them sickened by their grotesque appearance. The two men both smiled at her. In their hands they held the same metal weapon as the witch had.

“Hello, You must be a local. The force is-”

Before he could finish she drew her father’s sword.They looked stunned but then the both laughed at Kendrix. She could only stare back confused. They mocked her. She was a skilled bladesman she knew she could cut down both of them easily.

She didn’t waste anymore time. These two were in her way, and she already made the mistake of letting one off-worlder live. She raised her sword and ran for the closest one. He ignited a crimson blade then cut through Kendrix’s sword like it wasn’t even there. Kendrix quickly lept back. Her hands shaking as she looked at the hilt in her hand. It’s blade severed from it and on the ground at the feet of the two men.

“She could make a good dark jedi. We just have to teach her how to behave herself first,” the other man smirked.

Kendrix felt her heart shatter. Her father’s blade. The most important thing she had left of him. He received it from his own father. It was destroyed, and she couldn’t fix it. She fell to her knees as her legs no longer had the will to stand.

“Capture her for now. We still need to find the Sith.”

Kendrix looked back up at them. Sith? What a twist of fate. They were here for the Loicairon. She wanted to cry but the anguish and rage that built up in her forbad it. She bared her teeth at the two who advanced on her. Her knuckles grew white from gripping the severed handle of her father’s sword. Then she screamed at them drawing in both the air and the force. Her throat giving such a bellow that hundred of birds took to the air. The sound could be heard for miles. However, this was the first time she ever called on the force in such a way. The bellow formed from her anger and pain. It wasn’t refined. The men simply covered their ears and waited for her to finish. What was left for her? All that she loved was now gone.

[member="Darth Venefica"]

 

[Via Dolorosa]

Darth Venefica swung her head around to watch her sister? bolt away and disappear in a flash. She could understand the girl's confusion for she too, was confused by these turn of events. Still, there was something quite important she needed to ask her sister?, mainly if there Mother still lived. For as long as she could remember, she wanted to strike down her Mother not because she had not been there to raise her; but for abandoning her and putting thoughts in her head that she was a terrible daughter. Even though she was only an infant.​

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She gave chase, her bare feet slapping softly against the forest floor, in hopes of catching up to the girl. The Force, in it's mysterious ways, had opened up some sort of bond between them. Perhaps it was because they were of the same flesh. Suddenly and without warning she felt a disturbance in the Force followed by a bellowing rage that sent some of the avian species to the sky. When she finally caught up to her sister?, she saw two men recovering from what she could only imagine was Force Rage sent to them by her sister? And her sister? was standing there with a broken hilt in her hand.​

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A new passionate anger swept over her. Sibling protection, older sister looking out for younger sister. She removed her own lightsaber, thumbed the activation stud on the inner half, and watched with cold eyes as the blue-metallic blade hissed into life. Never taking her eyes of the two men, Dark Jedi by the smell of them, she slowly moved up next to her sister on the left. She twirled her blade once and popped the bones in her neck as she turned her head from right to left then to upright.​

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"It would be moot at this pointe to explain your mistakes....so I shall show you instead!"​

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With a blood-curdling hiss, she charged the two men while building her Force energy in her free hand. There was only one thing in this galaxy she hated more than Jedi and her Mother; Dark Jedi.​

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[member="Kendrix"]​

 

[Kendrix]

Her head lifted as she heard the snap-hiss of another one of those odd blades. This time the noise came from behind her. She couldn't help but to feel at ease as she knew who stood behind her. A sense of peace swept over her as she glanced up to see the Loicairon now beside her. Confusion hit her as well. Why did this woman want to protect kendrix? Oddly enough Kendrix wanted to be protected. She gasped as the woman charged forward then held her eyes closed. She knew this woman was going to kill them. Kendrix didn’t want to watch the woman cut them down.

Kendrix rose to her feet when the sounds were gone. He legs shook underneath her. She felt like running again. She had to get to her mother. She felt urgency. She didn’t move however. No. This woman was her sister. The force told kendrix this now. Darth Venefica? She cared enough to come to Kendrix aid. They needed to see their mother together.

When Darth Venefica returned after the fight, Kendrix kept her head down. Her eyes fixed on her sister’s free hand. Kendrix reached out for it slowly taking it in her own. It felt right. Their eyes finally met as kendrix looked up at the swamp witch.

“Goheno nin,” Kendrix lowered her head lightly before lifting it back up. "We go see our mother together.”

[member="Darth Venefica"]

 

[Via Dolorosa]

Her eyes swept across the bodies that laid down around her feet. She had killed them, without knowing why they where here, but they had attempted to bring harm to her sister; which she took personally. An odd sensation washed over her, one that was unfamiliar to her. She had never fought, nor killed, anyone to protect another before. Yet, she gave no thought to killing these blokes to protect her sister.​

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Powering down her weapon, she walked over to her sister and extended her hand to the girl. She wasn't sure if the girl would accept her hand or the fact that they were sisters. The latter was something that even she was having a hard time understanding. However, the Force never lied to her before and when she reached out to brush the girl's aura again; she felt close to her. Perhaps a sister bond had formed through the Force. Darth Venefica was treading in unfamiliar territory.​

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"Our Mother.....no your Mother. She had long ago lost that title from me....when she abandoned me in the swamps on Dagobah."​

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Darth Venefica sighed and bit back hard on the next words that threatened to escape her pursed lips. She had no right to criticize the woman without even knowing the circumstances behind it all. It was apparent that she cared for her sister, so perhaps there was hope that a reunion of sorts could be arranged.​

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"Fine.....let's go see Mother shall we?"​

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[member="Kendrix"]​