The city streets were dark and empty, only the distant bugling of behemoths could be heard. quickly three figures silently made their way towards a temple like structure in the middle of the empty city.
"Ugh, how much longer, I aint going to be walking all night ya know!"
A whiny voice quietly stated and was quickly answered by a cold one.
"Shut up… If we don't get here early enough they will not let us join in the hunt and I do not plan on spending a winter with no food!"
With an angry growl the figure ended her statement and quickened her steps until she had entered the temple which was full of many people, all covered in traditional markings for the annual hunt, slowly the trio remove their hoods and many eyes were on them.
"Ma lady, w-we were not aware that a princess was to be joining in the hunt! W-where are the rest of your clans hunters?" A small monk timidly asked.
"Dead." Such a cold and uncaring reply.
"See my people?! Even the almighty Forest tribes have been brought down to their knees!"
The girl whirled around and faced the same one who had been complaining earlier and slammed her against the polished temple wall and spoke, venom dripping off each and every word.
"Like you, a desert rat, has any room to say my clan is weak, and if I remember correctly it was someone from your clan who brought that plague here! Making all of the deaths from the clans on your heads! "
The other girl tried to say something but the clawed hand around her thought only closed tighter causing her to squirm and make pathic cry's until the other female dropped her to the ground gasping for breath.
"Asheek… that was somewhat uncalled for, you could have simply banned her tribes from the hunt, but I must thank you for the show."
Asheek froze and turned around, facing the familiar dark voice behind her. There stood an old friend, his short black hair as unruly as ever, his eyes were almost coal black and not the grey they used to be.
"I can gladly repeat it if you want."
"She should have kept her mouth shut I told her what I would do if she insulted my clan…"
She turned away as another tribe's leader greeted her. He was an elderly man with short ears but his tribe had been highly revered as warriors for many generations.
"sister, tell me why are you on the floor? Don't tell me you fell again."
Asheek slightly growled at the voice, it had nothing but arrogance in it and it made her seethe in anger that some lone who had not yet killed a behemoth can call them self leader of a tribe and not be confronted by the elders! She watched as the honey colored female stood up and muttered a few word and then shot a murderous look at Asheek, who simply gave her an all knowing smirk and walked towards the temple's back entrance where several shouts and hisses could be heard. As she came closer she saw what seemed to be a starfighter that had taken quite a beating from blaster shots. It was strange as it had been 150 years since one of those was on Exmosia, but whose was it and how did it get here? A slightly familiar older man and a droid, no a cyborg stepped out.
"Where is Kimorra Nunnly?" The older man asked and gave the crowd a single sweep with a hawk like glare, picking each and every person out.
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"How do you know of my mother? She has been dead for five years." I spoke at last.
I watched as the man looked at me with his dark eyes, reminding me on how a hawk chooses out its prey.
"Are you her daughter, How did she die and when did it happen?"
I knew I knew this man but I couldn't remember him!
"Y-yes, I am her daughter but who are you. If you tell me I will tell you how she died." I used such an icy tone it almost sounded rude.
"I am Count Dooku, I was the one who trained your mother in the ways of the Sith."
Now I remembered him! Once my mother took me when I was very small to visit him after her lightsaber had been broken by a thief, I had gotten hopelessly lost in the maze of tunnels and had wound up in a room with a bacta tank.
"She died of the blue shadow plague, right as the outsiders had arrived on our planet."
His face became troubled and he muttered several things to the cyborg beside him who had been busy glaring at the children who dared even glance at him.
"you are to come with me, and there is much you and I need to discuss."
"Your mother had explained the ways of the Sith to you before had she not?
"Yes, when I was young."
"Had she ever told you that you were to become an apprentice?"
"Once, she said when I was older and had a better understanding of the force I would be trained in the dark ways."
"If you wish to continue those understandings follow me and become an apprentice."
That day my mother had said I would be taken and trained I dreamed of my master, what he would be like… never had I ever imagined it would end up like how it would.
AN: see I said I would rewrite it and make it better! Now it's more readable and better worded… at least I think so O.o'