Chapter 1

Eugeneia dodged her uncle's attack, stirring behind his back and swinging her practice blade. Lord Ceptus quickly turned and placed his blade on guard, deflecting the attack.

Much to the lord's surprise, the niece then used force push making him fall a few feet back, and forcing him to abandon the defensive state.

With his practice blade now barely hanging, the ten-year old marched forward, giving his right hand a hard kick, causing the weapon to drop before he could refocus.

Now completely defenseless. Lord Ceptus looked up at his niece, who raised her blade as a final sentiment of her victory.

"That will have to do. I suppose," her mother muttered from her chair, where she was observing the confrontation.

"Ceptus never taught me how to force push," the girl bragged. "I read about it from the archives, then practiced a lot."

"You have to keep in mind your uncle and his -" her mother glanced over to Vaynna, then back to her daughter,"kin, aren't exactly as strong in the force as I am. Or my heredity for that matter." she paused, casting a sly smile,"You really shouldn't get a big head over beating my little brother."

"Of course, I apologize." Eugeneia said quickly, respectfuly bowing to her mother. Vaynna rolled her eyes at the scenery.

"It's expected of you to learn," Darth Stiria continued. "As it is to one day become a grand Lord of the Sith."

Eugeneia noded her head, but was cutt off by the beeping holoterminal before she could verbaly respond.

With a few ineligible murmurs, Ceptus made his way to the machine and activated it. The rest soon followed, finding an image of Darth Mundos on the interface.

"Pasha," he spoke softly with a hint of cunning, calling Stira by her birth name. "May I say you're looking as lovely as ever?"

Stiria smiled back but raised a brow,"Don't I always?"

The male Dark Lord chuckled. "Excuse my wording, of course you do! Lovelly and deadly, as always."

Ceptus looked up straight, "You called for a reason, Darth Mundos?"

"Impatient are we?" Mundos sighed,"As you may already know, I went to Zilos a few weeks ago, to fix the disasters Hawe's incompetence have caused."

"I trust you've been successful?" Stiria asked, and he chuckled again. This chuckle sounded even more awkward then the one before.

"Actually, I was hoping you could give me a hand with that. I am the only dark lord here, with only a handful of acolytes, the rest are solders. They have at least three Jedi Masters, a few sagas, and I noticed more knights than one could count."

"A war with the Jedi?" Vaynna asked in excitement, casting a smirk as her thoughts wandered ,"Can I join?"

"I think 'd be good if you brought the girls along with you," Mundos said. "They'll get more combat practice, and get to see you in action first hand. Not to mention we could use more help, and they seem like they can handle themselves quite fairly."

"A battle with true Jedi does sound exiting. I'd be more then happy to join your cause if.." Eugeneia looked up to Stiria, hopefully,"If mother will allow it?"

Stiria glanced at her daughter then back to the intercom. "I suppose they can offer some support."

"Excellent! I guess I'll be seeing you all soon then. I'll send the coordinates now.

The sooner you get here, the sooner we can reclaim Zilos."

"You mean , the sooner I can reclaim Zilos."

"Of course, dear Pasha...," he smiled at her again,"that was what I meant."

Pleased with the answer, Darth Stiria turned off the holoterminal.