New Blood

[Gabora]

The Anzat man woke up on a cold surface, his ankles and wrists tied down. He looked up to see a woman with a blindfold smiling down upon him and an old medical droid. With a turn of his head he looked down to his body and started to scream in horror, disbelief, and then eventually pain. To his surprise his chest was split open like a cabinet door. The blindfolded women proceeded to extract his heart with a scalpel.

“Don’t let him die!” The woman yelled at the droid. “I want him alive when I extract this.”

The droid proceeded to inject the Anzat with chemicals trying in vain to keep him alive. The woman was finally done cutting the heart out and began to raise it with the force. The man closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

The woman cursed at the droid and explained “I wanted to show him. Damn.”

 

[Deloi]

Inquisitor Uverius watched the dissection with intrigue and his Sith Scepter firm strapped to his back. This woman had captured another of his kind, seemed almost fitting that she removed his heart. Uverius waited patiently until the end of the operation, but his question was not answered. Uverius wanted to know the reason for cutting out the Anzat's heart; it seemed odd to do so without any motive. Uverius approached quietly from behind, slowly clapping his hands in sarcastic approval. This girl had something promising about her, something darker.

"A most intriguing show. Why, might I ask, did you remove his heart?"

 

[Gabora]

The woman smiled and turned to the figure behind her and replied "You where taking to long and I was bored. I found this guy wandering around and offered him some <Giggle> 'Stress release'. Like any other typical male he followed me in here. I gave him what I offered and drugged him. I was half way done when he woke up."

She began to use a rag on her blood soaked hand and asked "May I ask who are you? I assume your my new trainer."

 

[Deloi]

This woman was psychopathic like most Sith; it was understandable. Most Sith were mentally unstable, a trait that Iler Uverius shared, but this one was truly unhinged. Uverius knew little of the woman, but could already feel her somewhat dark aura. This woman's "stress relief" would be horrifying to most, but Uverius had done similar deeds multiple times. Perhaps the woman could be trained as Uverius's apprentice.

"I am Inquisitor Uverius, Lord of Lightning. What is your name?"

 

[Gabora]

The woman bowed and replied "I am Shavi Krsea, Lordess of... um... cutting people open? I guess?" Shavi dropped the blood soaked rag on the ground. Her droid proceed to pick it up and store it within it's self.

Shavi studied Uverius using her natural born Force sight. The Force radiated off this being more so then most of the other test subjects in the area. She turned to the body on her table and asked "Do you know who this was? In all the fun, I never learned his name. When we where fooling around he tried to put his face things up my nose a few times."

 

[Deloi]

Uverius tilted his head; she did not fully understand what that man was, or what he himself was. Uverius moved forward to take a look at the man's face. The Anzat did not look familiar to him. The Anzat likely was hunting down a victim to extract to soup from, but did not realize that he was also prey. The woman was quite powerful to be able to resist the mental domination of an Anzat, even though the one she captured looked rather young.

"We do that when we feed, mostly to extract the soup. You are lucky, not many survive when an Anzat attacks. He does not look familiar, he must be young."

 

[Gabora]

"If you don't mind me asking, why did he try to put those things up my nose? He wasn't really trying during the... fun, but he really wanted them up there. I would ask him but he's not talking anymore." Shavi giggled a little at her accomplishment. She has cut and ripped open numerous races and has memorized thousands of weak points in them, but she has not opened up very many of this species. "What do you call your race anyway? What is your home planet and what can you tell me about your anatomy that you're... willing to share"

 

[Deloi]

Uverius sighed in that the Anzat could be so weak as to allow one that had no idea as to the danger she was in be able to kill him. The woman had no clue the danger that an Anzat actually posed, and the Anzat was an absolute fool as well. Uverius pulled out his scepter as he spoke with Krsea. Uverius looked at the body and shook his head while speaking; the Anzat was pitiful.

"It's how we feed; we are Anzati. He would have killed you had he succeeded. This one was young. Unfortunately, I am not going to tell you anything else, I am not even going to allow you to keep the body."

Inquisitor Uverius stepped back, raised his Sith Scepter, and pointed it at the corpse. A light red beam began to focus between the tips of the bladed end. Uverius unleashed it upon the corpse and eviscerating the body and liquifying it. Uverius lowered his scepter as he finished destroying the remains.

 

[Gabora]

Shavi watched the show with a look of wonder on her face. But when body liquified she turned to her trainer and asked "Did you really have to do that? Do you know how hard it is to clean that table and the floors in this room?" almost immediately the smile came back to her face and she said "I forgive you though. You have a nice face from what I can tell. What was that staff? Can I see?" She then began to reach for it.

 

[Deloi]

Uverius raised his scepter into the light to show it to the girl. The Sith Scepter was made from alchemy on some of the last pages of the Spirit's Book of Alchemy, a book that Uverius translated and gave to his apprentice long ago. Uverius spent years building it during his time away from the Empire. The alchemy used to create it made it unnaturally powerful and durable. The scepter reeked of the darkside and the length was black as night while the blade unnaturally luminescent. Uverius reached out to hand the scepter to the woman so she could inspect it.

"It is my scepter."

 

[Gabora]

Shavi took the scepter and inspected it with her hands. Being blind she couldn't see it. After a wile she begun to swing it around hit imaginary targets.

"I like it. It's centered and even." She returned the scepter to her teacher and asked "When do we start training. I want to gain ranks and such. When I get up there, maybe the higher upper people might help me with my work."

She then realized something and asked "Am I going to get punished for killing that guy? If I do I don't mind"

 

[Deloi]

Uverius retrieved his staff and put it back in place on his back. Then Inquisitor Uverius turned and walked out the door a little way back without a word. Uverius was proceeding to the training grounds of the academy. Uverius was not going to just simply train Krsea; she had to find her own way. Krsea would have to struggle for every scrap of knowledge attained as did all Sith. Only through hardship would Krsea find power, not through Uverius. As Iler Uverius continued down to corridor to the training area, he began to remember why a master needed an apprentice. The truth was that masters did not train apprentices directly, merely used them as tools to gain power themselves; the apprentice grew stronger on their own as they moved on.

 

[Gabora]

Shavi quickly followed Uverius out the door and down the corridor. She wondered why he didn't talk to her just then. But she quickly ignored it. Feeling a little bit lonely she attempted to hold the hand of Uverius as they walked. when they entered the training area, she turned and asked "What is this place?"

 

[Deloi]

Uverius coldly kept his hand away from Krsea's as they walked. As they approached, Uverius entered in and immediately stood in the center of the area. The training ground was cold and dry, barren like the dark vacuum of space. The lights were dim and the area was not very inviting. Uverius had spent a long time training in this grounds by himself. Uverius's master was long dead and it had been several years since Uverius last trained an apprentice. The Inquisitor turned to Krsea and answered her question point-blank.

"Hell. This will be where you will be staying. There are no beds; there is no comfort. This dark, cold room will be where you learn everything, and you are not to leave until I say so."

 

[Gabora]

She didn't mind much that the room had a lack of comfort. What Shavi did mind was the lack the items needed for her to continue her hobbies. "Um... few questions. How can I continue my interests without the proper tools? What about food? And how long do I have to stay here?"

If Uverius noticed the order of the questions, he could guess where Shavi's priorities where.

 

[Deloi]

Uverius's training was difficult and would require much concentration and focus; "hobbies" were not permitted. There would not be much time for hobbies anyway, considering the intensity in which Krsea would be pushed. Krsea's hobbies would be put on hold for the duration of her training. As for food and water, there would not be much. The amount of time that Krsea would stay in there would be undetermined.

"You don't. You will stay in here until I deem your training complete, and that is dependent on you. As for food and water, you will get that when I say so. You earn it."

 

[Gabora]

Looking to the bright side of things, Shavi smiled and clapped her hands. "That seems fair. Don't try to make me cry though. I don't have tear ducts."

She observed the room and began planning out what areas would have what purpose. That area by the wall would be where she would sleep and that area close to the middle would be where she would consume what little sustenance that would be provided. after a few moments a realization, and a biological feeling, hit her. "Um, Mr. Uverius sir... where's the bathroom?" She asked with an awkward smile on her face.

 

[Deloi]

Uverius walked towards the exit of the training room to leave Krsea to herself, ignoring her questions and comments. Uverius would teach her much in the coming days, but for now, it was almost night time. Krsea was going to be left in the room to meditate and rest until training the next day. Uverius remorselessly opened the door to the training room and walked out before turning to Krsea to leave her a final message.

"Welcome to Hell."

The door slammed shut and sealed itself. Nothing but the rats would be keeping Krsea company now. There would be little water given, enough to keep Krsea alive. The choice of what to do for next twelve hours was up to Krsea: she could meditate and practice, or she could simply go to sleep. There was not much to do in the room especially since there was nothing in the room except rats, hardly even lights.

(Here's some free time before the training actually starts. Now would be a good time to meditate, rest, and practice.)

 

[Gabora]

As the door closed, Shavi smiled and thought to herself Guess THAT corner is going to be my new bathroom

Roughly 5 minutes later

She sat in the middle of the room wondering how to occupy her time. She could sense other beings through the walls but had no way to interact with them. She sensed the rats running around and decided to see how their insides worked.

3 hours later.

After all the rats were dead, mutilated, and sorted, Shavi decided to meditate for a wile. It would give her rest and mentally prepare her for what was to come.

7 hours later

She stood up and stretched. It couldn't be much longer. What could she do now? Shavi decided to exercise for a bit. She proceeded to do push-ups and sit-ups for the next couple of hours.