-Coruscant-

Ben stood silent watching the Kandosii depart and slowly head upwards to leave the planet itself, he knew any attempt to stop them would be futile, by the time he was able to alert anyone who COULD stop them they would already be gone. And he knew how well Mandalorian's were at evading people. To this he resigned himself to the fact that Vestara had gotten away and disappeared as suddenly as she had arrived. But the detail that still bothered him was why she was there to begin with, she had claimed to be helping Mirta, and he ran into her outside the Senate archives building. The Jedi (save for the Barabel Jedi), as well as Allana, had vacated Coruscant, and the entire government was on alert due to the Sith infiltrating the Sentate with Abeloth, he could not fathom any potential reason she would ever risk coming here, so perhaps she was here at the behest of a friend.
Deciding not to waste anymore time Ben reached into his pocket and removed his comm, promptly activating , and after a moment he was greeted by a deep,growling voice. "Yessss?"
"Hello, Saba. I need a favor, might be a big one."
"What iz it?"
"I need to know if you can make the necessary arrangements for me to review the security footage from the Senate archives."
"...This iz a specific request. Might this one inquire why?"
"I think that I might have, and I stress might have, seen a Sith leaving the archives."
"SITH?!"
"Calm down, I said MIGHT have. I just need to make sure. If I'm wrong I'll probably have just wasted a couple of people's time, I just wish to make certain before anyone does anything."
"...This one can try to fulfill thisss request. But before, how certain are you?"
"I'm not, again just want to be certain. Better safe than sorry, right?"
"Very well."
Ending the call Ben simply tucked the Comm back in his pocket as he headed out of the Hangar bay, when he finally reached the door he had come through he waited for a moment for the door to automatically open for a brief moment before tapping the keypad, yet ironically received the same notice Vestara had received. Another vessel was now docking where the Kandosii had departed and the door was now locked, when the ship was fully docked and opened for it's passengers to disembark the door in front of him unlocked and opened for him.
"Huh, they do lock." A thought came to mind from this prompting him to retrieve his comm once more. "Saba, I have a question."

-The Kandosii-

Vestara retreated back to her and Mirta's shared quarters to find Mirta already waiting for her.
"So, that went well."
"Well? We found nothing and I was spotted by not only a Jedi but one of the ones I was specifically avoiding. What was he even doing there? You said they left!"
"About that, I might have been slightly misinformed. Yes, the Jedi were asked to vacate Coruscant, but not all of them did. The Barabel members of the Order remained, I have no idea why. But there is still a Jedi presence on Coruscant. If I had to guess Ben was simply there to assist them through the transition or whatnot."
"Well whatever the reason he saw me, exiting a Government building. And now he knows I'm traveling with you. For the time being he, THEY, know how to find me should they see fit."
"That would require THEM finding ME! Good luck with that."
Vestara smirked at this remark while preparing herself for bed. "By the way, you didn't say much on the subject of Daala before we came."
Hearing Daala's name made Mirta begin rubbing her temples. "There wasn't much to say, we talked. She didn't outright confirm your suspicions about her, but I've known her long enough to hear what she isn't saying and I believe you were correct."
"You mentioned you didn't speak to your grandfather about it, may I ask why?"
"I don't know if he has any involvement in her craziness, and we have more important things to focus on. I'll discuss it with him when I have the time but for now I'm going to focus on this, going home."
Vestara having finished readying herself made her way into her bed. "Well then, on that particular note since Coruscant didn't pan out, what's next?"
"We'll have to wait and see if Daala finds anything of value through her contacts, otherwise we have a list of Outpost's to visit."
"And where exactly do I fit into that? I doubt I would fool actual Mandalorian's, or that they would willingly try to conceal anything from you."
"It's been brought to my attention you should probably stay put in that event. You most certainly wouldn't blend in, and it might be easier to simply replicate or extricate whatever files, if any, Kal might have left at any outpost he was stationed and sort through them here on the ship. I can't trust that someone might not try to stop us."
Vestara rose her brow while she continued to make herself comfortable. "I fail to understand why anyone would try and stop you."
"You've heard how thing's aren't going so well back on Mandalore itself, yes?" She responded with a simple nod. "Well part of that is that there currently exists a movement to have my Grandfather step down as Mand'alore on the argument that if he can't physically set foot on Mandalore, he shouldn't be the leader of it. In some cases they might actually have a point, circumstances present are not ideal, but another part of it is simple political opposition I dare you to find any leader on any world that wasn't opposed politically. It's not so much a matter of wanting what's best as it is people trying to get what they want, however the spineless cowards are only brave enough to act when he isn't around to do anything."
"So not everyone's playing nice. Is there anyone you can trust?" Vestara ended her remark with a hearty chuckle. "So how long till we rendezvous with Fett?"
"We already have a place set to meet, we're headed their now. Just a matter of hours."
"And will my presence be required?"
"...Why do you ask?"
"If their end was unsuccessful, then you'll just be running all over to places it best I not go, to find a means to go somewhere else I have no business going myself. So I'm simply gauging my role,of any, in the upcoming days."
"You should probably stay on the ship simply to keep you out of Daala's cross-hairs. As for your role in the coming days that will depend on where we go. Regardless of how much others feel it would be more prudent to leave you here, I don't know who will help me and who may try to stop me, or outright try to capture or kill me. As I said my grandfather is facing political opposition, I would make a valuable political prisoner. So if I don't know what to expect I plan and having something, someone, THEY won't expect."
Vestara rolled over in amusement at hearing this. "So I'm the wild card in your pocket. I suppose I can live with that."

-Coruscant-

Ben Skywalker sat quietly within a security office within the Senate archives ,accompanied by a single guard whose duty was to ensure Ben himself didn't tamper with any footage. Ben's very allowance here was courtesy Saba's own diligence, while the Jedi no longer had any special privileges Saba's term as acting Grand Master of the Order, as well as a member of the triumvirate, has given her some standing with the Republic's current head of state.
Ben examined the video carefully, watching when Mirta and Vestara came in, Ben had been told that Mirta had made a request to access the archives and was turned down due to an investigation pertaining to her Grandfather, so he could guess what Vestara's purpose was. As he continued watching his theory was proven as Vestara very subtly waved her hand and the receptionist who greeted them expression turned blank. From there they headed to one section of the archives where Mirta began combing through data-units, and Vestara was led to an isolated terminal away from the other records.
Ben quickly motioned for the guard who had accompanied him to come over, pointing at the two screens showing Mirta and Vestara respectively when he did. "Is there any way to find out what files they accessed? Which ones specifically?"
"Actually I believe there is." The guard began typing on the nearby terminal, sorting through numerous files on screen, all the while Ben stared rather nonchalantly over his shoulder to watch his every action. "Simply need to match the time..with the terminal's. And I believe this is it."
Ben stared at the prompt displaying the files Mirta had examined, noticing they mostly pertained to the Clone Wars, most of which held articles mentioning Fett and his father. It was a matter of amusement to him seeing photo's of Fett as a child. Seeing him when there was still something that could be considered innocence within him. Ben now saw parallels within the lives of Fett and his descendants, Fett lost his father and became the galaxies most feared bounty hunter, his daughter Ailyn lost her mother and followed in that path. Ben wondered how fearsome she might have became had she lived, though in general Ben did not like thinking of Ailyn, lest he be brought back to that moment when he could hear Jacen brutally slam her head against a table until she was dead, he wasn't present but he heard it all well enough. Now Mirta was developing a fearsome reputation in the wake of her mothers death, almost as if the family itself was cursed.
Ben quickly found himself needing to not think about that, normally he was fine but his recent conversation with Vestara had dug up many bad memories, so Ben turned his attention away from the files Mirta had examined to view the ones Vestara herself viewed to immediately find his attention placated. Almost immediately Ben found himself at a loss for words as multiple files displayed across the the computer screen, all vastly incomplete. The various files were all either heavily redacted to the point of not even being legible anymore, or simply corrupted in to the point that they couldn't be read at all, some files were listed but upon being opened were completely empty altogether.
"This is ridiculous. What could she have been looking for?" After a moment longer of viewing the files Ben once again activated his personal comm. "Saba?"
"Yesss?"
"I've reviewed the security footage, and...I was mistaken. There was no Sith."
"...Your certain."
"Yes, please convey my apologies to everyone you had to speak to to get me in here, and if at all possible don't mention this incident to my father. I'll tell him myself."
"...Very well."
Ben could sense a tone of frustration in her voice, he personally didn't like lying to her, but at the moment he honestly wasn't sure how to label Vestara's intent on Coruscant. "This will be a fun conversation."

-The Kandosii-

The Kandosii had once again docked upon a world Vestara herself was unfamiliar with so Mirta could meet with Fett and Daala, all the while Vestara herself waited silently within their shared quarters. Eventually Vestara grew far too restless with her rampant thoughts and left, making her way towards the cargo bay to leave the ship entirely. As Vestara began readying a speeder to leave she felt a familiar presence approach and without even turning addressed them. "I'm just going out."
"Out where?" The voice now confirmed she was being watched by Rook.
"Just out, I'm tired of being cooped up in a small room on a ship of people who prefer I not be here, I need air. Besides it's not like I know of any places to go."
While still perturbed Rook gave no objection, they had means of getting in contact with her if need be, and her general unfamiliarity with the various worlds they visited meant she would eventually have to return on her own. Upon exiting Vestara drove out away from the spaceport towards an empty field looking back every so often until she could barely see the spaceport and the settlement to which it was attached, looking around she saw nothing nearby. No people, no structures, nothing, she was alone in a vast expanse of nothingness, which at the moment is what he wanted.
"Okay, you can come down now."
After a long, impatient pause Ship finally descended and landed in front of Vestara. "Have you completed your objective with the Mandalorians?"
"No, not yet."
"Then why have you summoned me?"
"Because I want you to do what you were made to. I want you to teach me."
"Very well Lady Khai, what is it you wish to learn, what do you wish to study?"
"Sith. Sith lords to be exact."
"I do not understand."
"I want to learn about Sith lords that came after Naga Shadow, ones worth mentioning. I'm not saying I want to know everything about them, just basics . My knowledge of the Sith order is largely impaired, I want to take this moment to fix that."
"...Very well, I will oblige this request. But you must understand the knowledge I possess upon this particular subject is limited."
"Limited?"
"Ancient I may be, but the prolonged period of time I spent isolated on planet Zoist rendered me incapable of remaining ...up to date ,as you would put it. I have since updated my data-base but there are gaps, I shall inform of the few Sith lords I have been able to learn of myself. "
"Very well."
After Vestara settled into Ship's cockpit and she appropriated herself into a meditative position a series of images of various people projected across the screen that made Ship's 'eye'. "Let's make something clear, I'm just here to learn a few thing's we aren't going anywhere!"
"Very well. There are many Sith Lords that followed Naga Shadow after your tribe was separated from his Sith Empire. The first being of notoriety being Exar Kun." At the mention of his name an image of an adult human male with long tied back black hair and a unusual symbol embedded upon his forehead centered itself among the others. "After Naga Shadow was defeated and his Empire collapsed Kun rebuilt the Sith, during his tenure he began the cycle of cooperation between the Sith and the Mandalorian's."
"So Mirta would hate this guy."
"Exar Kun waged a rather bloody war against the republic and the Jedi that lasted for years until his own apprentice led the Jedi against him, in an act of desperation he made an attempt to seperate his spirit from his physical self and transcend the limitations of his physical body, while he succeeded he unintentionally trapped his spirit within a Sith temple upon Yavin 4 leaving him a threat to no one. Ultimately it was his own lack of self-control that was his undoing.. "
"Is he still there?"
"No, he was eventually discovered and destroyed by Jedi master Skywalker." This came as little surprise to her. "Despite his demise the Sith Empire survived and eventually came under the leadership of an unknown Emperor. Very little is known of him, allegedly he possessed the power to transfer his consciousness into another to prolong his life thus there are conflicting reports of what acts were performed by him. One act he can be credited with was the creation of Darth Revan and Darth Malek." A large image came into focus of two men. One completely concealed within a dark hooded cloak and wearing a mask that resembled a Mandalorian helmet, and the other a tall bald man with his mouth covered by some sort of cybernetic prosthesis
" For a time they both served as the twin Lords of the Sith and both were powerful and effective for they had previously been powerful Jedi, but the Sith Emperor was so powerful that he was able to simply convert them through sheer force of will,a feat no one else has been able to boast. But eventually Malek gave into greed and betrayed Revan, making the two enemies during their conflict Revan succumbed to his feelings for a woman, a Jedi and forsook the dark side to be with her. After killing Malek, Revan had an opportunity to rule the Sith himself but instead chose to start a family with the Jedi. Such a waste of potential. " The image of Malek and Revan turned away and was replaced with three new images. One of an elderly robed human woman with the hood concealing the majority of her face and her hair tied into two large braids framing her face. The next image showed a human looking individual with pale ashen skin that looked like cracked stone, with mismatched eyes, one white and the other brown. And the third a tall figure concealed within layer's of black robes that showed none of the person beneath with his face adorned with a thin red and white mask that had large eye sockets. "From the remnants of the Sith Empire established by Revan formed a triumvirate consisting of Darth Traya, Darth Sion, and Darth Nihilus all three of whom served as the joint Lords of the Sith."
"Let me guess they all turned on each other, right?"
"While their combined efforts resulted in the destruction of entire civilization's, the very first Jedi purge, and the death of the entire Jedi council, ultimately their individual vanity and avarice led them to turning on each other and sparked a civil war within the Sith itself, the result of which led to their own death's, and the Jedi rebuilding." The images of the three Sith lords were soon replaced by the image of a bald, large bodied man, clad in black, with a large cybernetic attachment covering the lower portion of his face, not unlike Malek. "Darth Malgus led the Sith in a successful assault to reclaim Korriban, during his time as Sith Lord he was only ever challenged by the Jedi Grand master Satele Shan, ironically a living descendant of Darth Revan himself. For a time Malgus had a lover, for whom he admittedly felt great affection for, but he recognized the liability she posed to him and had the constitution to remove this liability."
"Remove?"
"He killed her, Malgus killed the woman he loved so she could never be used against him. And in doing so he discovered a secret within the Dark side of the Force."
"What secret?"
"True power can only be obtained through true sacrifice. After killing her Malgus unlocked immeasurable depths of power hidden within himself, he was described as a one man army. When he was finally felled in battle, it took an entire strike team against him alone, while he was eventually slain he unlocked great power during his tenure." The image of Malgus faded and was replaced by that of an image of a tall muscular, bald man, with pale skin, fiery eyes with blackened eyelids and scar like black markings. "Eventually the Sith Empire was destroyed after countless wars and only one Sith Lord remained, Darth Bane. Bane sought to recreate the Sith order by instituting the 'rule of two', which dictated that there would only be two: A master who would posses power, and an apprentice who would covet that power. Under his teaching the Sith would consist of two all powerful beings, rather than countless inferior Sith, the two only sharing their secrets with one another , and when the time came the apprentice would either kill the master and take their place, or die trying and be replaced, in either case the cycle beginning anew." The image of Bane was now replaced by an image of Bane accompanied by a young blonde woman, with fiery eyes like his adorned with black markings that matched his own, and clenched in her hand was a crimson double-bladed lightsaber. "Darth Zannah was the only apprentice Bane ever took, a competent killer from a young age her resourcefulness proved to Bane she was worthy of inheriting his mantle." The images were now replaced by video projecting from Ship's 'eye', within the video Bane and Zannah fought side by side against numerous enemies. At several point within the video when either seemed to be overwhelmed by their adversaries the other would come to their aid, this was unusual to Vestara. "Zannah was a dutiful student who took well to her masters teachings, unlike so many before her she did not give in to temptation and waited until her master had taught her all he could, a rare trait among the Sith." Several other images and video's projected of Zannah and Bane at different ages, either engaged in battle or engrossed in some sort of task. What stuck out to Vestara was how she saw no animosity between them, and in some cases an almost protectiveness of each other. "Bane and Zannah were perhaps among the greatest of master's and apprentices, Zannah was an obedient student, and Bane took care to preserve the future of the Sith. "
"No, I don't think that's it. He loved her, like a parent."
"YOU ARE MISTAKEN." Vestara nearly leapt as she felt what she perceived was the equivalent of Ship shouting. "They were Master and apprentice, nothing more. And eventually Zannah fulfilled her duty and took her place as the new Sith Lord." The image of the two changed to one of the two confronting one another, but Zannah seemed to be fully grown and Bane himself aged.
"They waited though, from her childhood until she was a full grown adult, and he himself growing old. He could have at any point instigated their duel, but he delayed it, delayed their parting."
"You are mistaken Lady Khai." Vestara wasn't sure who Ship was trying to convince more, her or himself, either way she decided to let it go for now. "After Zannah's victory over Bane she took an apprentice herself, but the details of her term as Sith Lord are entirely unknown to all, she continued the teachings of the Sith within the Shadow. No one knows when and where she died, only that she did. Many Sith Lords following remain a complete mystery even to the Sith order itself until the rise of Darth Sidious, known publicly as Sheev Palpatine." At his name the image of a black cloaked elderly man, who looked almost inhuman, with monstrous eyes projected in front of Vestara, the very sight of which made her cringe "Sidious had several apprentices himself. Darth Maul, who while capable of slaying many Jedi, was primarily fueled by rage and lacked the qualities of a leader. Darth Tyrannus, a former Jedi Master who was a force to be reckoned with himself in body and mind, but was overwhelmed by the newer generation. And his final apprentice who helped him realize his ambition Darth Vader." Following Ships brief description of each person a single image projected of them, for Maul a Black and Red skin Zabrak clenching a duel-bladed lightsaber, Tyrannus a refined elderly man wielding a curved-handled lightsaber, and for Vader a tall figure clad in a black body suit, with a control panel of sort attached to the chest, the suit itself was adorned with a cape, and the man's face was hidden within a large black helmet, all resulting in the man looking more like a robot than a person. "Palpatine succeeded his master and began to systematically gain control over the republic through legal, political mean's, all the while searching for the most appropriate apprentice."
"I know quite a bit about Palpatine, no one can stop talking about how awful he was. He started a war, took over the galaxy, and oppressed everyone. I've heard this story already, what I haven't heard is how it ended?"
"Vader. While his body was broken to the point of requiring a life-support suit he still remained a powerful Sith capable of slaughtering Jedi in droves. And despite his loyalty to his master, Vader could not abandon his affection for his son."
"His son? He had a child? Who?"
"That is irrelevant. Palpatines end came at the hand of his apprentice, giving his life so his master would die and his son would live. Th next Sith Lord to arise afterwards was Darth Caedus."
Again Vestara knew that story, but she was curious as to why Ship was so quick to drop the subject of who Vader's son was. Having heard all she needed Vestara proceeded to exit Ship and began to start the speeder she had arrived on.
"Although brief and limited did this serve your purpose?"
"Actually yes, it did."
"I trust you will call when your task with the Mandalorian's is finished?"
"Yes, until then do not prod my thoughts uninvited like before." Ship gave no response to this, he simply began to float upwards towards the sky until he faded out of of sight. Vestara, not wishing to keep anyone who might be waiting, climbed aboard her speeder and began her way back.
"Yes, this served my purpose. The Sith have always come so close to their objective, only to be undone by their greed and vanity, to be undone by the fact that they can't stop killing each other, never mind the Jedi. To throw everything, everyone away and stand against the universe alone only to be crushed by their isolation. To live empty lives, and for what? What is the point of this empty existence. Yes, this little lesson has served it's purpose. I do not want an empty existence, I do not want an empty life. I do not want to be a Sith."

A/N WOW! This chapter turned out a lot longer than I thought it would, but I felt it necessary for Vestara to learn about other Sith that her tribe would have been oblivious to, but even with as long as it was I still had to paraphrase because there were so many!

Also the part about Vestara saying Bane loved Zannah like a parent, this is her stating her opinion so far as I know this isn't actually the case.
I felt that any one observing them from an outside perspective might confuse their relationship for that of a dysfunctional parent/child relationship given that they did in fact seem to show a greater care for each other's well being than any other Sith Master/Apprentice pair I can think of, even if it was for their own reasons.