Needs a bit more editing, I'll make sure to go over it when I get off work, hope you enjoy and please REVIEW!


After Starkiller received his new orders and prowled out of the room Lillith couldn't help giving a mock clap as she walked from the shadows to stand next to the Dark Lord, ignored at first as he rolled Kota's lightsaber along his open palm deep in thought.

"Laying it on a bit thick don't you think big guy?" Vader turned to the girl and looked down into her mirth filled eyes, despite the seriousness of the situation he could not but help letting out a small snort of amusement.

"As I told you a few days ago my apprentice, we have roles to play, and we must play them, Starkiller is if nothing else stubborn and dislikes being proven inadequate. Thusly-" she waved her right hand to the side giggling lightly,

"Thusly telling him he is most likely going to fail, die, and never achieve his destiny will probably net us faster results, right?" Vader nodded once in approval,

"Quite right young one, here, catch." With that the startled girl caught the recently defeated Jedi's saber, the large weapon looking out of place in her dainty hands, "We will be staying here for the foreseeable future, I have reserved a room for you near my mediation chambers. In it you will find a workbench and a Sith Holocron that will guide you in the construction of your first saber." She frowned a moment before pouting lightly,

"I thought you were going to teach me how to do it yourself?" Vader reached over and tapped his finger against the lightsaber in her hands,

"We learn by doing, this is now yours, take it apart, learn the inner workings, and when you can put it back together without having parts left over you will know what to do." She stared at the saber a few more moments before turning back to her teacher,

"Very well Lord Vader," she turned to leave the room and halfway to the door he called out to her a final time,

"Lillith, if at any point you grow...frustrated with lack of progress, do not hesitate to seek me out for advice, this is not a punishment, rather I have...faith in your skills." Much to his surprise the young teen blushed and quickly turned away as she hurried for the exit,

"Thank you, Lord Vader, I will keep that in mind," as the doors slid shut behind her Vader simply shook his head falling back into his thoughts of the past.


It had been two weeks since Lillith had sequestered herself off in her room and Vader admitted he was mildly concerned with her single minded desire to build her first lightsaber; it was almost as if his vote of confidence had compelled her to finish as fast as possible. It was with this thought in mind that he opened her rooms door without announcing himself and immediately regretted it.

There was some sort of ...well... arguably it was music but Vader considered it noise more then anything playing loudly as a wave of heat cascaded by. In the center of the room stood Lillith in what might have generously been called too short shorts and a tank top, her sweat soaked form leaving nothing to the imagination.

The focus of her attention and the source of the rooms heat was a raw materials smelter, he found himself mesmerized as she chanted in a foreign tongue, drawing molten metal from the cauldron and forming it into shape in the air above her.

He didn't know how long he stood there and watched but by the time she was finished the young Sith looked like she was about to collapse, shakily guiding the now cooling item to a quenching vat she allowed it to fall into the oil with a sharp hiss. With a flick of her hand she guided the smoking black cylinder into a heat treating oven and slammed it shut, a moment later her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she collapsed.

Sighing Vader reached his own hand out and caught her with the force, guiding her to a couch he gently dropped her sweat soaked form on the cushions as he turned back to the smelter deactivating it with a gesture. More curious then not he approached the device and picked up a piece of discarded leftover metal hefting it a moment and just as quickly pausing in surprise.

Beskar? Well, she was certainly ambitious he'd give her that, it was lightsaber resistant and could effectively shake off blaster hits if forged correctly, which knowing how much of a perfectionist she was... his contemplation was broken as a tired voice called out to him.

"Were you staring at my arse?" Turning around he met a pair of exhausted but amused eyes staring at him from beneath a sweaty mop of black hair, being use to this sort of behavior at this point his reply was quick.

"Of course, because I'm in the habit of ogling fifteen year old girls," he dryly retorted, she smiled in return before letting her head collapse back to the couches arm.

"Technically sixteen...it was a timey whimey thing back in my third year, I'm guessing you're curious to what I've been up to?" He nodded once as she gently pushed herself into a sitting position, "I lifted a piece of Mandalorian armor off a merc I wacked on that backwater you found me on. At the time I tossed it into my expanded bag simply because Fiendfyre barely heated it up, very magic, and in turn force resistant, so waste not want not."

Vader truly wished she could explain how she warped space time like that, with her telaporting place to place and ability to fold reality in on itself and all; she'd tried once but breaking down the intricacies of specialized base 7 mathematics was a bit of a chore for a teenager. Especially a teenager who was far more interested in blowing things up and who was given the constant option to indulge in that vice.

"Anyway," she continued unabated, "the holocron you lent me told me that Sith use to forge artificial crystals for themselves as they willed their own Force essence into its creation, so I took it a step further and have been doing the same thing for all my sabers parts."

She tiredly jerked her head at the oven, "That's the last part of my offhand sabers casing, my main hand is on the desk, almost finished with that one just need the crystal." Impressed Vader approached the desk and stared down at the partially dissembled hilt, it was almost organic looking, the entire surface carved with complex knotwork. On further inspection he realized each of the knots were actually snakes, the beautiful work broken only by the activation stud and charging port. speaking in a light tone he gestured to the various parts of the still unfinished second saber,

"So you decided to go through with duel wielding?" Nodding slowly she made her way to his side despite looking like she wanted nothing more then to fall into a coma for the next month.

"Yeah, I've been trained with enchanted, pardon force imbued swords and glaives since I was a kid, they were practically weightless and being ambidextrous I gave it a shot and found myself pretty damn good at wielding two weapons at once. I figure it'll give me an advantage that most people won't be expecting," Vader made a none committal noise as he reached into a belt pouch and dropped a scintillating crystal in her hand.

"I did some research and these crystals make for a rather...interesting blade color, I thought you'd approve," smiling down at the small gift she turned her happy gaze up to her teacher.

"What is it?" Picking up the near finished hilt he handed it to her and she quickly began setting the gem in place,

"A corusca gem, an incredibly rare stone formed in the heart of a gas giant, one that size could pay for a new Star Destroyer," grin widening Lillith locked the saber down and extended her arm.

Double clicking the activation stud a beam of dark green energy ignited filling the room with an unwavering thrum of power, gaze widening she turned to the Dark Lord who nodded once, "It reminded me of your eyes, I see I was not mistaken the match is uncanny." Deactivating the blade she rushed forward and pulled the most terrifying living sentient in the galaxy into a tight hug, awkwardly patting her back she released him and began cackling as she rushed into the center of the room reactivating the blade swinging it about experimentally.

Once she had gotten that out of her system he tossed a final stone to her and she caught it offhandedly, "Whats this?" She asked still staring at her sabers blade with a mesmerized smile.

"You said you wanted a violet blade, I thought you'd find some irony in using the crystal I pried from the destroyed saber of the first Jedi I helped kill," smirking she nodded once as she replied.

"You do know me well My Lord, hmm, what was her name?" Not resisting it Vader actually laughed, it was a rather horrifying sound, not that Lillith noticed regardless too lost in her own examinations.

"His name was Mace Windu," her nose crinkled cutely as a single eyebrow rose,

"Was he a poofter? I mean a bloke swinging around a purple saber? Really?" Vader had to remain silent for fear of actually losing it before his apprentice, if that old hypocritical bastard could hear this... Shrugging she went back to the desk and placed the crystal next to the other unfinished hilt components, "Well regardless if he liked playing back pocket wand holster I appreciate the gift Lord Vader, now if you don't mind...I need some sleep."

He nodded as he turned to leave, then stopped, "A shower first, please, I can smell you through my filters," her response was to extend her fore and middle fingers while yelling out "Oy!" He had no idea what that meant, but it was likely rude, leaving his apprentice to her own devices he returned to his mediation chamber and settled into the single available chair.

He would admit to no one that he had been smiling the entire time.


I have a feeling Vader looks at Lillith as a darker, less judgmental, slightly insane version of Ahsoka, anyway I hope you enjoyed and please review!