Chapter 11
The pair woke up sore from their injuries and the accelerated healing of the kolto. After gathering all their equipment together and making sure the Ravager was still there and intact, they made their way to the speeder. It had started raining by the time they had reach the city and both girls were soaked when they reached the Citadel. They were met with an excited Baras when they reached his rooms.
"Apprentice! I thought you had perished! It's good to know I was wrong." Baras said. "And with the Ravager! Wonderful, wonderful." He took the Ravager from them and went to his prisoner. "Now to finally get our information!"
"You'll...get nothing...out of...AHH!" The prisoner said as the Ravager took over his mind.
"Now we have precious little time until the Ravager liquefies his mind." Baras said. "Now tell me who you are and who you work for."
"Grik...Sonosan...of the SIS."
"How did you come to suspect my agents?"
"Noman Karr's padawan...can sense a person's true self...AHH!"
Baras turned to his apprentice. "Ahh. I should have known."
Abigaila lifted an eyebrow. "You know him?"
"He has been a thorn in my side for years." Baras turned back to the agent. "What has the padawan found and who is it?"
"She had... suspicions of...agents on Balmorra...and Nar Shadaa...AHHH!" Grik screamed as the Ravager emptied his mind.
"No, no, blast it! His mind is gone now. And all we have are two planets and basically no information." Baras said bitterly.
"It's still information though." Abigaila pointed out.
Baras nodded. "True. Your next assignment will be on Balmorra. I shall brief you when you arrive."
"Transportation?" Abigaila asked.
"I was just getting to that, Apprentice. You'll find your ship in private hangar 13B." Baras said.
Abigaila bowed her head to hide her brief smile. "Thank you."
"You've earned it, Apprentice. Now go." Baras said.
He watched as his apprentice and the Twi'lek left. Once he was sure they were gone, he went to desk and pulled up the files Intelligence had been able to get him so far. There was still little information, mostly just more biological info, but it was more than he had before.
Report on Abigaila:
Full name: Abigaila Amaila Setna
Date of birth: 1,343 A.G.H.W. Other information unknown
Known relatives: Lord Terren Setna (mother?)
Naomi Minar née. Setna (aunt?)
Lucas Minar (uncle by marriage?)
Father is unknown
No known siblings
Homeworld: Dantooine or Dromund Kaas. Still being looked into.
The report ended there. Baras through the datapad on the desk with disgust. Terren! That woman had been a source of annoyance and humiliation since they met on Korriban all those years ago. He didn't know her sister and brother-in-law, having never met them. He got up and walked to the holo in the room. It was time to have a chat with her.
Terren watched with amusement as Baras ranted at her. She spoke when he finally took a breath.
"How was I suppose to know she would become your apprentice?" Terren said, barely keeping her amusement out of her voice. She knew she had failed when he growled.
"First that humiliation and now you rub it in with having your daughter as my apprentice?!" Baras yelled.
Terren lifted an eyebrow. She knew Abigaila wasn't her daughter, but if that was what he thought then she would gladly let him. It helped that they looked so much alike. "Are you still hurt about what happened years ago? Couldn't find another woman to have you?" She sneered.
"I could have given you everything! We would have been the ultimate couple!" Baras said.
"My, my. I never knew you were so heartbroken by my rejection." Terren chuckled. She leaned toward the holo. "Besides, how long would it have been before you killed me because of your fear? Or any children we might have had?"
Baras growled. "You insolent woman!"
Terren leaned back, noting her hadn't answered her questions. "Well it's been wonderful speaking to you, Baras, but I really must go. Apprentices to train and all that fun stuff."
"Don't you-" Terren cut the connection before he could finish his sentence. She ran her hand through her hair, red just like Abigaila's. "Seems I need to talk to Abi." She put in the holofrequency for Abigaila's personal holo and waited for it to connect. Abi's figure soon showed up.
"Hold on, let me transfer this to the ship's holo." Abigaila said.
Terren waited for a few moments before her figure showed back up.
"So what's up?" Abigaila asked.
"So you got a ship?" Terren asked.
"Yeah. Had to kill an assassin before I could claim it though." Abigaila answered.
"You're going to have to explain that." Terren said.
"A story for a story since you seem to have one as well." Abigaila answered.
Before Terren could answer, a Twi'lek showed up next to Abi.
"Who's this?" The Twi'lek asked.
"My name is Lord Terren, I am Abi's mother." Terren said quickly. She saw that Abigaila was surprised but covered it quickly. "And you are?"
"I'm Vette, her, uh, slave." She answered.
"Baras gave her to me as a gift after she helped me complete my last trial on Korriban." Abigaila explained.
"Ahh. Now tell me about this assassination attempt?" Terren asked.
"Well long story short, Grathan's son sent an assassin after me to silence me so it wouldn't get out that Grathan was dead and it was really his son in place now." Abigaila said.
Terren's eyebrows rose. "You've been busy."
Abi shrugged. "Rather be busy than idle. Now it's your turn."
"Well I just got done speaking to Baras. I called to let you know he might give you a harder time now." Terren said.
"Why?" Abigaila asked.
"Well he found out you were my daughter." She said, emphasising daughter. "And well apparently his pride is still bruised from my rejection to his proposal."
Vette choked on air and turned to Abigaila. "Wait, Baras was almost your father?!
Abigaila had a horrified look on her face. "Apparently." She shuddered at the thought of having Baras in her family. "You were romantically involved?"
"What? Of course not. It was to be an arranged marriage. I had no idea he was going to propose." Terren said, disgusted at the thought of ending up with him. "Well that's all I needed to tell you. Do you have anything else for me?"
Abigaila straightened. "Yes. I found Synoya."
Terren gasped and grinned. "You did?! That's wonderful. How is she?"
"She's fine. She is now an assassin and Lord Zash's apprentice." Abigaila said. She then facepalmed. "Shit."
"What?" Terren and Vette asked.
"I forgot to let her and the others know I was fine." Abigaila, trying not to give anything away.
Terren knew she was holding something back, but decided not to call her out. "Then you must call them. Give her my frequency and tell her to call me as soon as she can. Make sure she is aware of recent events." She stared at Abi, hoping she understood. She sighed with relief when Abigaila agreed.
The call disconnected, leaving Terren alone in her thoughts. 'Things just got so much harder.' She thought as she went off to train her apprentices.
Well then. I honestly didn't mean for there to be a history between Baras and Terren. Certainly surprised me when I started writing it. I know that my Legacy's name is Magnar and so it should be Abi's last name but I hope it was self-explanatory why it isn't. Setna is the maiden name of her mother and aunts. If not, I'm sorry because I won't be explaining that for many, many chapters.
On a totally unrelated note, have you ever had the urge to start another story even though you've barely started a story? It's been annoying me off and on, lol.
