WARNING: THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN SOME SPOILERS FOR THE SITH WARRIOR STORYLINE IN THE OLD REPUBLIC! THIS WILL ALSO BE AN EXTREMELY DARK STORY!

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A/N: In this story Star Wars does not exist as fiction on Earth.

Prologue

Jaesa was unsettled. Not with her choice in choosing the dark side and killing her former master Nomen Karr. No, it was when she had used her power on her new master, Lord Danath, this time without his knowledge. He was currently sleeping in his quarters aboard the Fury class vessel and she knew he would kill her as soon as she was no longer useful. Using her power on him had only confirmed it. She had also found he had hacked and copied his master's entire library, along with several other masters, storing it in the cargo containers in the hold, all encrypted, but now she had the password to unlock them.

Getting up she crept to Danath's quarters using the force to mask both her physical presence and her force presence. Danath's overconfidence came to a head when his doors were already open while he slept on the double bed inside. Keeping her mind clear of thought, knowing any slip and Dannath would sense her, she crept up to Dannath lightsaber in hand, positioned it by his neck and ignited it while making a sweeping motion cutting his head off.

Just as she was beheading her second former master that day Quinn came in holding a datapad. Seeing the lord he was duty-bound to serve being beheaded sent him running for the holoterminal, no doubt to try and contact his superiors, most notably Darth Baras. Snorting at the foolish move she picked his body up with the force and flung him across the room into the wall cracking his skull. The protocol droid tried to shoot at her, but the stupid thing only ended up hitting the banners in a horrendous show of poor aim. Glaring at the droid with her now yellow eyes she used the force to crumple the thing up until it was no longer functioning. That just left one person left on the ship to take care of, Vette. Using the force, she sensed her cowering in the corner of the engine room behind the engine.

"You needn't worry Vette. I'm not going to kill you, yet." Jaesa said stalking round the engine to face her.

"Why not?" Vette scoffed.

"I will need someone to practice on." Jaesa said in a hard voice summoning the twilek's dual blaster pistols making Vette shrink away.

Jaesa walked over to the computer console. The former Lord Danath had allowed full system access to everyone, even Vette. Hell, he even gave Jaesa full access as soon as she came aboard. Keeping an eye on the shaking Vette in the corner, Jaesa entered the command codes she had found in Danath's head and locked everyone out but herself. She had a sudden feeling. The force was telling her to bring up the maintenance log under Danath's access. Doing so brought up her means of escape from both The Sith Empire and The Republic. Danath had installed a cloaking device on the ship.

Knowing Darth Baras would send agents to find out the cause of his apprentice's death, she dumped several spare parts into the vacuum of space and shot them to pieces. Dumping a distress signal beacon with a general distress message indicating that they were having engine problems and couldn't get them going. After a few minutes, she blew that up as well, engaged the cloak and, letting the force guide her movements on the console, set a course for the primitive planet she had seen in the vision she had during her fitful sleep.

Flashback

Jaesa was meditating in her quarters when she was no longer in her quarters. She was on a planet next to someone. Both were sitting on thrones in what looked to be a hall wearing traditional sith robes. The man sitting beside her had some black hair poking out under his hood. She could feel some sort of connection running between him and her.

A sith acolyte came running up to them interrupting her thoughts, "Emperor, Empress, they've arrived."

Intrigued, Jaesa yearned to see more of this vision, however, the vision faded away.

End of Flashback

Tearing herself away from her memories she used the force to pick up the bodies of Quinn and Dannath, as well as what was left of the protocol droid and dumped them inside one of the two escape pods so that they were out of the way. Deciding to pass the time reading, she walked to the cargo bay to start going through the knowledge Dannath had amassed. It would take a couple of weeks to reach this planet and she didn't intend to arrive ill-prepared. Somehow, she knew this companion of hers was her husband and like all dark side users wouldn't hesitate to get rid of her. She intended to find something to fix that. In the vision, he had seemed to respect her, and dare she say it, be in love with her. Looking through the databases she found something on soul bonds and how they were often believed to be the embodiment of the light. Jaesa scoffed and nearly threw the datapad away when something caught her eye. The book wasn't on soul bonds, rather how to corrupt them into what the book called a dark soul bond.

Intrigued she continued to read. If it was to be believed the soulbond enforced loyalty to each other, for if one were to die, so would the other. Jaesa smiled, she didn't want to rule by herself, but she didn't want to be watching her back either. According to the book, the soulbond brought the pair's ages together and would make the elder the same age as the younger, while both kept all memories, abilities, etc. Settling herself in her new quarters at her desk crossed her legs and began to dig into the new resources at her fingertips. Her new empire would make the current Sith Empire, and the Republic tremble in fear when it revealed itself.