A/N Let's see how this one goes.

Zatt and Levi were in the middle of an intense training duel. They were spinning, slashing and hacking at an incredible pace with each fighting at their top level. It was a truly hypnotic site. The two darksiders, master and apprentice utilised all their skill. In a rare instance Zatt was the one who finished the duel with a sharp Makashi blow and an incredibly effective disarm.

"You're improving greatly Zatt." Levi said with a smile trying to smother his rage.

"All because of your training master." Zatt replied with a bow. "I have no doubt that you could beat me if you were going all out." Zatt said humbly. This annoyed Levi even more. He had been going all out yet he had still lost.

"I have much to think about. You are dismissed for the day." Zatt looked like he wanted to protest but the look on Levi's face told him otherwise. It would incredibly foolish to anger him.

"As you wish master." The young acolyte said bowing deeply before exiting the chamber. Levi took a different route through Tisiphone's palace and ended up in the room of his father. Maul was in his wheel chair fast asleep like an old man. He looked very frail in his current state.

Again Levi searched Maul's mind to see what he could fix. His father's condition had improved greatly. Mauls mind was a coherent mess. Maul had recovered many memories and had ordered them. But, there were still gaping holes in his mind where memories still had to be patched together. Levi marvelled at his handiwork. He was not massively experienced in the functions of the mind with the force but all things considered he hadn't done to badly.

Gripping his sabre Levi began to ponder. He had never been the best duellist but it was becoming increasingly clear that he wasn't even half decent. He had lost to Kitnandor, he had lost to Obi-Wan and now he was losing to his apprentice? Soon every other Jedi would be able to beat him. What was worse was that he could not improve. No matter how hard he tried.

He was skilled in the force though. Levi's force abilities were always top notch and rivalled those of Tisiphone and Xeraph. For someone so young that was an impressive feat. But, to take them to the next level he would need a Holocron. The only issue was that Sidious had all the Holocron's in Mustafar and Sidious was very picky about what Holocron's he gave away and which ones he kept. That left only one option…

"Ceres?" Levi asked into his comm.

"Who else do you think it's going to be?"

"I need you to do me a favour."

After making that call Levi found Zatt. He had a mission for him.

Lothal

Kitnandor stroked the chin of another child that he had just brought into his orphanage.

"You're beautiful aren't you?" He said stroking her chin again.

"You talking to me?" A heavily pregnant Leucosia said stumbling into the kitchen.

"Not a chance. Just practising for our son." Kitnandor replied flirting with his wife.

"Why you cheeky little-" Leucosia said flirting back. The pair fell down on the sofa.

"She is beautiful though." Kitnandor said stroking the child's chin. Leucosia scanned the child.

"She is. What 's her name?" Leucosia asked.

"Shira. Shira Brie." Kitnandor said in reply. "I hope she will be getting adopted soon. It's hard to tell sometimes."

"If it goes anything like Mara she will be gone tomorrow." Leucosia said in reply looking into Kitnandor's eyes. Kitnandor returned the gesture. Something about looking into his wife's eyes unnerved him. Sometimes they were blue and other times they were yellow. But, most of the time they were somewhere in between.

Coruscant (Vader's palace)

"No that will not do. We cannot have a sand pit at my wedding." Ceres snapped harshly.

"But"

"No buts' you fool! Vader hates sand. This wedding will be perfect! I want nothing to go wrong! Is that understood?" Ceres shouted. The organiser closed his eyes in fear. He was never doing a wedding of this level again. No matter how much they paid him. As if to make the situation worse Vader himself marched into the room.

"Hello dear." Ceres said turning to Vader and opening her arms. Vader accepted the hug but dodged the kiss despite Ceres' obvious annoyance.

"How go the preparations?" Vader asked Ceres.

"As well as you could expect. We should be ready in a few months." Ceres said.

"Excellent. I see you have also added a Nautolan to your entourage." Vader said looking at Zatt.

"Him? Levi wanted me to keep an eye on him." Ceres said carelessly.

"Why?" Vader asked his mind already attaching onto a suspicion.

"Oh. Something about needing some time by himself. And not wanting to thrust him on Tisiphone." Ceres said. "Anyway. I've got some things to run through with you dear." Ceres said firmly clasping Vader's hand. Vader warily let Ceres drag him away.

Ceres dragged Vader through every chamber seemingly possible. First the cake, then the chairs and then the guest list. Ceres was completely oblivious to Vader's increasing annoyance.

"Are we done yet?" Vader growled.

"Almost. Just give me a second." Ceres said disappearing into another room. As soon as she did Vader turned to Zatt.

"Why has Levi sent you here boy?"

"I don't know lord Vader. I think he just needs a break. He also thought this would be a good opportunity for me to learn the politics of the empire." Zatt said respectfully. Vader rolled his eyes.

"Politics is a waste of time boy. But, there is a certain amusement to watching the cretins in the senate as they get shredded." Vader said savagely. Zatt nodded. Vader's presence was different to Levi's. Levi had anger but it was focused. Vader could bring more power to bear even if he and Levi were equal in natural affinity to the force. But, Levi was far more precise. In a covert mission Vader would fail immediately. But, Levi's calmer approach allowed him to do almost anything. It was incredibly interesting to compare the two Sith.

"Of course. Seeing pampered rich kids get humiliated is always worth a look at. Especially considering the state of the galaxy they have done nothing about." Zatt said cautiously replying. Vader sucked it right up. But, before he replied someone caught his attention.

Ceres had reappeared and she looked spectacular. She was in her wedding dress. The black veil and the layers of cloth made that very clear. Ceres had done well. Her wedding dress was not scandalous. But, it still complemented the Togruta's natural beauty. It gave off an impression that Ceres wasn't trying to hard. Vader appreciated that.

"Do you approve?" Ceres asked hesitantly. Vader walked towards Ceres, took her hand and gave her a light kiss on the cheek.

"You're perfect." Vader said leading Ceres through the bustle of servants and organisers. Ceres let off a content smile and allowed herself to be lead away.

Mustafar

Levi's ship landed on the base in the entrance of Mustafar. Using the force Levi only detected two dark Jedi guarding the area. Obviously Sidious hadn't expected anyone coming to the base. Using his sabre Levi sliced into the roof of the base slipping into the darkened corridor below.

Expanding his senses Levi found one acolyte fast asleep and the other drunk. This was going to be an incredibly easy operation. Levi knew exactly where the vault of Holocron's was due to the massive dark side energy it created. Using a few more force tricks he entered the vault itself. His yellow eyes flicked across the Holocron's until they finally settled on one. Levi sensed that this of all the ones laid out before him was the knowledge he wanted. Grabbing the Holocron Levi stole away but the moment he removed it alarm bells blazed across the base.

"Shit!" Levi muttered. He ignited his sabre and slashed a hole in the roof triggering more alarms. Making a run for his ship Levi escaped the system unharmed.

Under the imperial palace

Zatt was drawn to this room by the force. Whether it was the dark or the light he did not know. All he knew was that he was drawn here. The door slid open and Zatt found himself in the room of his nightmares; the room that he had been taken from.

"Zatt?" Petro asked wearily. He could barely speak the name of his old friend let alone look up at him. But, Caleb could.

"Another fallen. Are you proud of yourself?" Caleb spat. Zatt sank his head in shame.

"I have no idea what any of you have been through since I've been gone. But, if you get an opportunity to leave take it. And try to serve under Lord Levi. He will treat you with respect." Zatt said desperately trying to give his former friends a way out. At this moment Ganodi looked up and stared Caleb straight in the eye.

"If you cared anything for us you would leave now and stop trying to sell our souls. We have stood our ground and we will continue to." Ganodi said her speech increasing in confidence as it went on.

"As you wish… Good luck." Zatt said bowing to the younglings.

When he left Petro instantly turned to Caleb. Focusing their minds they re-opened the communication.

"How go the plans for escape?" Petro asked.

"It's slow progress. But, we can get out. Eventually." Caleb said with confidence he was not feeling.

"That is why we must not give in. I know the Jedi are out there. I can sense it." Ganodi said bravely. There was a brief hesitation among her companions. Ganodi was more attuned to the force than them. But, even with that the veil of the dark side was so thick it was impossible for them to sense anything. The fact that Ganodi was able to do it even though she had been blocked off from the force for weeks was impressive.

The Jedi base

Obi-Wan's brow was covered with sweat. His mind was filled with a truly awful nightmare. He saw visions of a great icy planet with a thunder storm he did not recognise. And then pain; so much pain. It was a never-ending barrage of torment and evil until finally it stopped. For a moment only darkness clouded Obi-Wan's vision until finally it cleared.

What Obi-Wan saw next terrified him to the core. He saw himself standing in what seemed to be a ships bridge. It was imperial by design. But, it wasn't him. His flame red hair seemed to ignite his very surroundings, his black cloak hung proudly from his back and when 'Obi-Wan' finally turned around his burning yellow eyes seemed to pierce his very soul. The snap-hiss of a red light sabre opened and 'Obi-Wan' launched himself forwarded slashing the nightmare into nothingness.

Obi-Wan was thrown awake by the horrific visions. Was this his fate? To become just like Vader? He dragged himself out of bed switching the light on and looked into the mirror. Staring back at him were a pair of devilishly yellow eyes.

With an unearthly scream Obi-Wan was launched awake. Using his mirror he checked that without a doubt his eyes were blue. Not yellow, blue. Breathing heavily Obi-Wan checked the time. It was 3:56. There was no point going back to sleep. He needed to mediate.

A/N Sorry this took so long. Like really I am sorry. I've had a hard few months and not much time to write. I really hope you enjoyed reading, P.S. This site has stopped sending me PM notifications. If that is the same for reviews then that will explain if I reply later than I would normally. Have a great night.