HELLO EVERYONE: This is RogueOne20 speaking. I do not own anything in the Star Wars universe except for (Lorian) Hannibal. He is my Oc. Keira is very common Oc used in fanfiction net. I wish I owned Star Wars. Then I would be a millionaire.

Rule # 1: Choose your victims wisely

Keria Kenobi sat as quietly as possible. She was currently waiting in one of the most horrendous places known to man: a Death Watch prison camp. Screams filled the prison. Fathers were separated from the children, and then mercilessly beaten. Women were often thrown to the side to be violated for the ruthless soldiers' own personal pleasure.

Keria held her younger brother Lorian and cousin Sara in her arms. Many members of the aristocracy had just been executed. The young adolescent desperately attempted to suppress tears. Her poor mother and younger brother Benedict had just been mercilessly executed hours prior. Almec had been cruel enough to make her watch.

She could only pray her father would not return to Mandalore. He had been abroad with her two younger sisters when the accident occurred. Keira could not bare any more bloodshed; especially coming from her own direct family.

Lorian, her younger brother, was now currently dressed up as a servant. She could not risk the Death Watch discovering his true identity. After their mother was imprisoned, her mother's cousin Ragnard, Sara's father, had taken it upon himself to forge her brother's documentation. He was no longer Lorian Kryze but now instead Hannibal Manson. It was common knowledge that her uncle Ragnard had fathered several illegitimate children with a servant girl.

Now, by law, Hannibal appeared to be one of them.

Keira observed a Death Watch soldier from the distance. He had been staring at her intently. Keira looked away. She was going to need protection if she would survive in this force-forsaken place. Keira then watched as another soldier from behind pushed him a way. She immediately recognized the armor: it was Viszla.

She heard him scream something in his own ethnic tongue. The other soldier grabbed her family away. "No," Keira hissed at the soldier, knowing she was far weaker then him. The man simply laughed. She felt a hand on her soldier. "Your family's bastards will be fine, Duchess." Viszla addressed her ever so kindly. Keira narrowed her eyes. She was mortified at the way he addressed her. However, Keira bit her tongue and kept her mouth shut.

Viszla grabbed her arm, pushing her along. They entered an elevator. One of his hands were grasping her hip and the other her shoulder. When they exited the elevator, he dragged her down the hall. The dwellings on this floor had been far nicer than the previous dwellings on the other floor. This looked less like a prison and more like a residential area. However, Keira hardly noticed.

Viszla pushed her into a room. He then removed his mask. "You bastard," Keira hissed at him. Viszla didn't even respond; he simply swung his hand and slapped her. Keira winced in pain. " You foolish girl." He screamed at her, "I can have you executed like the rest of your traitorous family." He reminded her.

"Where are my cousins?" Keira begged him, tears showing in her eyes. Viszla stepped back and pulled out a holorecorder. He then turned the device on and projected a video of her cousins. They were currently located in some sort of cell. "If you want them to remain in good hands, you will comply with all of my demands." Viszla grabbed her chin roughly. Keira nodded her head. "What do you wish of me?" She choked out. "Your collaboration." He stated firmly. His dark blue eyes were piercing into her soul.

Vizsla was still holding her chin. However, he was less rough now, and he was running his thumb over her cheek. "Do you understand me?" He chided her. Keira leaned forward into his personal space, perhaps more than was appropriate. She heard his breathing hitch momentarily, and she was somewhat shocked. Viszla had just inadvertently revealed a major vulnerability.

"Yes," Keira did not even break eye contact. She was determined not to be the first to look away. Finally, Viszla turned around. "I will send up a medical droid to attend to your wounds." Keira narrowed her eyes. Here, the ruthless Death Watch Leader was shrinking away from her. "You are to stay here." He ordered her.

Keira simply nodded her head: "Yes." She spoke a loud. Keira noticed he glared at her out of the corner of his eyes, and then he left the room. So he was attracted to her? The thought caused her stomach to twist. For the longest time she had been attracted to him. However, that meant little now. Even though Viszla was not directly involved in her parents execution did not mean he was still not partially responsible for their death.

Keira let out a sigh. She had to keep her brother alive. He was the true heir of Mandolare, not her. Viszla did not know this for everyone believed Lorian to now be dead. Viszla was attracted to her, so therefore he would clearly be open to suggestion. Such a thought caused her to blush. Modesty was always very important to her. However, it was completely irrelevant now.

This was about power. She had to preserve the Mandolarian bloodline. Keira was determined that one day again the Kryze-Kenobi family would role Mandolare. Unfortunately for her, her opponents did not like to play by the rules. This meant she would have to fight back in a rather uncivilized manner. Keira let out another sigh. She would never compromise her ethical standards and join the Death Watch. However, Keira acknowledged she was in a dangerous prison and her and her family would need protection.

Keira wanted to strongest man at her side. Viszla seemed like the perfect victim. She needed to be careful. Choose your victims wisely. Keira told herself. Viszla was clearly open to seduction for he had just revealed a massive vulnerability. However, she could not risk having a frivolous one-night stand with him. Keira needed him to fall in love with her. It was the only logical course of action to ensure her and her family's survival.

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Please remember to review. I am always open to constructive criticism. Also, for those of you who are not aware, this is the prequel to Sins of the Kenobis.