Prologue: Vengeance Quest
Mandalore, Mandalore Sector
Kestra was thankful that her Ba'vodu kept his Dynamic-class freighter, the Ka'rta Tor in a hanger far from the home as she walked up the ramp. She walked past three droids; she'll turn them on after they take off. Kestra slips into the pilot seat and began to push buttons, the Ka'rta Tor started up with a roar and Kestra grabs the steering yokes and pulled up. The old freighter responded easily to her touch and lifted up and out of Mandalore atmosphere, she began punching in the coordinates for Nal Hutta and felt a ping of guilt as she thought about the fact that Ba'vodu will be burned without her there but she can always visit but without anyone knowing.
So is this my destiny? To be alone?
"No, I will be with you during your along journey teaching you." Man's voice from behind her, causing her to jump and look behind her. Standing there was behind her was a tall and muscular bald man, dressed in the robes of a Sith.
"I'm going to go off on a limb and say that you're one of my Sith ancestors." Kestra said looking up at him. The man tucks his hands into his robe and sat down saying, "You're right, I am called Darth Bane."
Kestra's eyes widen at that, Darth Bane was the name of the Sith that her ancestor, Katianna, had chosen because he had met the requirements that are needed in a mate. Kestra slanted him at look and asked, "So what are you going to be teaching me?"
"You don't have to worry about that right now." Bane said curtly which caused her to roll her eyes and turn away from and punched the button to go into hyperspace, she watched as the stars streaked together as the freighter jumped into hyperspace.
She was going to find out if the Handmaidens were still alive and avenge her Ba'vodu's death.
Vengeance is mine, and I will repay.