[b]Black Hand Mothership - Destiny - Throne Room/Command Bridge[/b]

The droid stepped aside, and the image was replaced by Genovath. He too had a commanding stature, even as a hologram it could be seen that he was a massive man. His presence was only bolstered by the dark cloak that completely hid his body, and the strange mask that was modeled after the idea of a demon with glowing red eyes and blades pointed down towards his torso like a melted face. He was obviously no Jedi, and his voice when he spoke was deep and would feel like daggers to the lesser experienced soldiers. The admiral would likely feel the presence emanating from Genovath, but wouldn't be affected by it. At least not like the men around him were.

"Jedi are not known to welcome my kind with open arms Admiral. We will require assurance that out master will be safe at this meeting. We do not have hostile intentions, but we will not stand for any negative actions taken against her. Her safety must be absolute." It worried him a bit. He knew that Bell would likely hop on a ship with not a thought to the danger and head down to the meeting. But he didn't like the idea of Jedi attending the meeting. After all, they may not follow the Sith ways, but they still called themselves Sith. Then again, the care he showed for his master didn't fit the description of a Sith. Most Sith could care less for their master's safety. After all, killing their master's was a part of the Sith way.

He turned to the droid, assuming that if the GRM truly wanted peace that they wouldn't hesitate to promise Bell's safety, even if under the condition that she herself not cause any trouble, which he didn't figure she would. He ordered that a ship be ready, and told the droid to prepare a type B escort. That way the Admiral wouldn't know exactly what he had ordered to prepare, but it sounded natural nonetheless. "We will arrive with a small group of no more than seven. Myself and my brother will escort our master, along with four more guards. We only require that myself and my brother attend the meeting with our master. The guards may be left out."

[b]Black Hand Mothership - Destiny - Inner Halls[/b]

Lord Tybis ran for his life from the 'things' that chased him. He grunted and panted as he ran, constantly looking over his shoulder. He had just narrowly escaped the confrontation with the two things in the hall, and he still wasn't sure what they were. He didn't know anything about them except that they seemed to be Sith, wielding red lightsabers and wearing those black cloaks. 

He couldn't escape though. Around every turn another stood in his way. Either the same ones, or there were more than he feared. He quickly turned, running away again but wouldn't make it far before he encountered another and would be pushed back another direction. Finally he made the decision to make for the hangar. Maybe if he was lucky, he could get into some kind of transport and escape before the droids knew what was going on. They would give chase perhaps, but he had to take that chance. 

Taking a service shaft he found the main doors to the starboard hangar, but he didn't see any transports. Only vulture droids and hyena droids patrolling the area. They turned to look at him, but did not attack. He waited, expecting the to fire, but they didn't. They just stared at him. He turned to the door to see those dark being moving down the hall towards him. He chose the droids over them, rushing out into the hangar. He kept running, passing ship after ship, but all were droids. All were watching him, like his trying to escape these 'Sith' was just a show. 

He reached the end of the hangar, staring out into space and the opposite hangar. He turned back to see five of those Sith approaching him. He had no weapon, no way to defend himself. If only he could get a hold of one of their lightsabers... he prepared himself, getting into a stance ready to use his fists. He would have to strike hard, and quickly to avoid the lightsaber. As soon as one stepped into range he spun around, balling his hand into a fist and bringing the knuckles into contact with the side of the Sith's head. His goal was not achieved however, as he cried out in pain from his hand hitting something very, very hard. The cowl was knocked off of the being, and what turned back to face him horrified him. It was a type of droid... with glowing red eyes and a head like he had never seen before. It had no mouth, but still it made a noise as if it were growling at him. 

It reached out and grabbed Darth Tybis by the throat, lifting him into the air before speaking. Its voice was deep, as deep as only a machine could be. It was cold too... devoid of feeling, of empathy, of anything that could make this machine a living creature. It said only a few words. "Know that what killed you, was more than man." It dropped Tybis down, before spinning in a quick circle, bringing the blade into a slash that removed the Lord's head, and then raised its 3 clawed foot to kick the lord out into space, where his body floated, now lacking life. 

[b]Black Hand Mothership - Destiny - Bell's Chambers[/b]

Bell slept soundly for the most part. She had a large bed befitting a Queen, and the room was dark with only a few lights. She breathed softly, but from time to time would shift in her sleep, quickly moving, or thrashing about for a short moment before calming down. Alkore stood guard outside, and from there he could feel the shifting in the force. Every time something happened in Bell's dream, whatever it was, he could feel the disturbance. Genovath could feel it as well, though not as strongly from the throne room. 

Bell suddenly screamed, jolting upright in her bed as a wave of the force was sent out, shattering the glass of some of the things around her and rocking the bed roughly. Only a moment later the room settled down, and Alkore came rushing in to make sure everything was alright. 

In the throne room, Genovath stopped speaking to the Admiral, turning around from the hologram as he felt the disturbance. A dark wave echoed in the force, rippling out from the ship, reaching not only the GRM fleet but likely the planet as well. It wasn't a powerful force that affected anything, it was just like a feeling, a cold feeling. Even those who were not sensitive to the force could feel it, but it was gone in an instant like it had never been there, and to all but Alkore and Genovath, it wasn't clear where it had come from.