[center]~|Day 2, 8:40 - 9:10 GST|~
~| Onboard the Kaggath, within the Security Room|~
~|Vivithe & ???|~[/center]

As the Lord Sith, Vivithe Lansha, sat within her chair and watched the chaos unfold inside the Jedi prisoner complex, her senses would likely suddenly become aware the force around her had changed. It was darker, thicker and seemed to shroud the whole room within pure dark energy. There was brief scratching and scraping as something crawled out of the vents then landed with a thump in a corner. It was hidden by darkness. Its shape undefined as it stood upright, straightening its figure which resembled something close to humanoid. Bright, red eyes flickered in hunger while it observed the Sith Lord still musing over the video feed. 

A reddened tongue darted out to lick its chops before stepping out of the shadows it was hidden in. Dark side Force swirled about Lady Lansha immediately to gain her attention while it drew nearer.  

The Lady of the Sith sensed something in the Force, something odd, which made her skin shiver just through feeling it through her Force sensitivity. Then she thought she heard something, a thump, like an object dropped from the ceiling. Could someone have possibly crawled through the vents to try and get the jump on her? She wasn’t certain.

Then she popped out of her chair, one arm drawing her lightsaber to her hand with the Force. She did not yet it ignite it, it could have been nothing, her mind playing tricks on her, or just her intense paranoia. She then stepped away from the chair and turned, but saw nothing, her eyes showed her nothing, just the dimly lit rest of the room. As well as a strange stench that hit her nostrils, causing her to scrunch her face in disgust for a moment. 

“Whatever you are, I know you are in here with me. I am no fool.” Vivithe suddenly muttered in a cold tone, her words quiet but loud enough for anyone near her to hear it. 

A dark chuckle answered the Sith woman as the loud sound of footsteps, like something invisible, darted past her, the chair she had been sitting on suddenly tossed to the side. It made a loud clang when it smacked the floor. When Vivithe turned to it, she would feel a brush of something cold and gently brush her cheek. If she reacted to it, she would find nothing but air as the steps quickly retreated into the nearest corner.  

Vivithe nearly sighed in anger and frustration, in the back of her mind she felt a tingle of fear, a genuine tingle, something the stubborn woman hadn’t actually felt in years. She glanced around her, yet saw nothing. A spirit of some kind? Maybe a trick pulled by the other Sith to play a joke on the Lord. 

“You are not a Jedi, and you aren’t one of the Sith.” Vivithe said, she knew for sure those possibilities were ruled out. She had thoroughly checked on every one of the Sith and Jedi on the ship before, the only one capable of possibly pulling this trick would be the Darth, but she would be too busy to bother with something like this.

“Show yourself, no more games.” She added. 


Another chuckle filled the room, this time rather close to Vivithe’s ear as it spoke in a deep, gravely voice. “Why? Don’t like feeling helpless, or weak?” 

The thing still refused to show itself while it moved about the room, the darkness growing while the lights seemed to become dimmer. Even the screens on the monitor flickered and started to die, their light fading. Whatever this thing was, it was rather amused to feel her fear tingling within her. Through it was slightly disappointed. Her fear, it wasn’t near enough or high in quality to feed it as it started to materialize into a dark, misshapen thing right before her eyes. It turned its red, glowing eyes upon her with a leering smirk at her small drop of fear. It wanted more. 

 “As I thought, an abomination. Are you the Darth’s toy that is trying to unsettle me?” Vivithe replied, blinking in surprise at the thing’s sudden appearance. 

“Darkness doesn’t scare me, I can still sense your twisted presence through the Force.” She added. Her fingers clenched her lightsaber but still did not ignite the blade, she stood there in thought for another second. If she were still a child then she would have been crying for her mother, but in her current state she just felt disturbed by it, the tingle of fear in her growing slightly. She didn’t know what to make of it but it threw off all of the wrong feelings within her.

Then she tried a different tactic beside attacking it, which it may have been trying to goad her into doing, she smiled a wide, pretty smile. Trying to kill off any negative emotions that were brought upon her by the abomination. 

Its eyes tightened on her pretty little smile. Then almost in a blurry speed, its claw jerked up and snagged her white neck. Its other hand immediately gripped about her wrist to hold her lightsaber at bay, pushing her down over the console. Another wicked grin crossed its lips. The eyes glowed hotter and nose dipped down to inhale her emotion, testing his action to see if it gain the proper one he sought. His hungry gnawed at it when it spotted the growing hint of fear in her eyes. However her face and body remained composed and calm. It was a lie naturally. 

“You realize you can’t fight me. You’re weak...helpless.” It let the words linger in the air, its grip tightening until it was notably painful. “Admit it. You can’t fight me.” 

Its figure was now lingering over her and had pinned Vivithe to the console, making sure she knew it was impossible to struggle. Letting the sensation of helpless come to her mind while it held her lightsaber away from it, mindful by instinct of its whereabouts, and prevent it from being able to cut it. 

“You have no idea what I’m capable of, abomination. You’re nothing but a mockery of a man.” Vivithe managed to spout despite the grip on her throat. The thing was strong, she couldn’t move her lightsaber, her other hand was free but there was nothing she could do with it. If she were one of those Sith that fought with two lightsabers then that wouldn’t have been a problem, but she wasn’t. Then she smiled at it once more, as she tried to contain herself emotionally despite her predicament. But inside she could feel her fear rising, but she was too proud to let it show.

“You can hide it all you want, but I can smell your fear. It’s nature, pure and completely correct. You’re already beaten because you can’t beat me.” Its claw loosed about her throat and scratched it, drawing a bit of blood to swell upon her flawless complexion. “Accept it.” 

It pulled her upright then shoved her away, tossing her to the other side of the room and away from the door’s reach. 


The drawn blood angered Vivithe, that would leave a scar. Before she knew it she was let loose by it, thrown to the side like a toy. It was strong, too strong. She needed help from someone, if those damned guards were worth anything then they would have already stormed in at the sounds of chaos. She was scared, honestly and truly. 

She quickly rose her free hand towards the side of the room with the door, then used the Force to try to yank the door wide open, as powerfully as she could so that it would stay open. Then within another second she picked up a chair in the room and flung it towards the door with as much speed as she could put behind it. A chair bouncing out of the doorway would alert the guards, and if her aim was off then the noise of it smacking against the wall would do the trick regardless. 

The thing raised an arm then stepped toward the door, smacking the chair away before it could reach through the door. The door was wide open yet… no one seemed to be there. Instead of the guards Viv had placed there, the hallways were empty and seemed voided of any life besides the pair within the room. It turned its red eyes twinkled in enjoyment to finally feel its prey reach her peak and started to walk toward her, casually taking its time while it speak the deep, dark truth. 

“You have no one to save you now. No one to fight for you or defend you, not even watch you die.”   

The fear within Vivithe rose, as did the frustration, her eyes opened wide as the abomination spoke its words, the blood trickling from the new scar on her beautiful neck. She ignited her lightsaber and clenched it in her hand, her back was against the wall, she hated having to jump head on into her problems like a foolish Jedi but she didn’t have much other choice. 

“I’m not dead, yet.” She added, then started running towards it, her weapon at the ready as she lunged forward.

Just about react, the thing started to move when its red glowing eyes flickered and something sounded behind it. The door, which shouldn’t been opened, was still closed when a young woman walked in. Her head bent down over her report only to hear the buzz of the light saber and jerk her head up to see Vivithe lounge at her. Impulsively her hands jerk up her clipboard to shield herself from the coming blow through she knew it was pointless. Her body trembling at her confusion about how she angered the Sith, her mouth let out a scream in alarm as the men who were left outside rushed in. 

When Vivithe looked around, she would realize her target was nowhere in sight. The woman’s screams blocking out the creature’s hasty retreat back up the vents while its signature faded, its path taken far from the room in hopes of new prey. The chairs that been tossed about had been instantly uprighted and in their proper places, making it seem like the whole event was nothing more than an illusion. However, the blood still warm and dripping from Lady Lansha’s neck would cry otherwise.  

Vivthe stopped herself mid lunge as she saw the abomination disappear, in her place some shrieking woman who walked into the room at a bad time. She turned off her lightsaber and landed off to the side, the horror evident on her face for a moment before she wiped it away as cool, composed Vivithe returned.

“What is it?” She asked the woman, glaring at her and acting like nothing had happened. The woman simply handed Vivithe the report then quickly turned and left the room, leaving Vivithe to glare at the guards who arrived a little too late right as the strange thing disappeared into thin air it seemed. Strangely as Vivithe was no longer alone in the room.