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Chapter 4
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Dazlio unlocked the door to her and Elmikk's apartment with a wave of her hand. She was glad she couldn't sense her master, as there were issues to meditate on: were all Jedi like the one she met at the party? She had heard many awful stories of them by Elmikk, but now she wasn't sure anymore... And if they were like she suspected, what were the reasons for her family being murdered?
But did she care about reasons? 'Let them just suffer like I did!' a voice said in her head.
"Yes, I'll make them pay!"
But this particular Jedi would be unharmed.
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Elmikk didn't come home until breakfast. "Morning, master. I presume you haven't got much sleep last night?" said Dazlio with a smirk.
"You're darn right about that," the master yawned. "And before you ask, I'm not in love with him, I'm just sleeping with him."
"But you got no intention on throwing him away shortly?" Daz winked.
"Nope. Not with that hot body of his. And hey, how many did you get?"
"Just two, some guy called Tarkin and -" Daz begun staring at the floor and breathed through a tightened throat. "-the Jedi."
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Dazlio sat on a bench, waiting to be examined by a doctor. Elmikk had given her a lecture on how she'd need to know when to act herself and when to ask her master first. And she'd also heard one more of the awful stories about the Jedi. Afterwards she was given her punishment. Elmikk had cruelly beat her up. Her bruises would have been curable without any special treatment if it wasn't for the fact Elmikk had also crushed her fingers.
Elmikk entered the waiting area and put a hand on Daz'. She winced at the pain and scowled at her master. "They'll take us in now," Elmikk said coolly. Obediently, she followed.
A couple of nurses hovered around her as they spread bacta gel on Daz' bruises. Her hands were soaking on a healing liquid while she was questioned by the police. Elmikk claimed Dazlio was too upset to talk, so she told herself a made up story about how she was attacked on the street in the lower levels of Coruscant. Daz just nodded to all of this. Inside she was boiling with rage. Her master's lies were perfect. She just wished she could fight back the next time. But it was unlikely - that would cause just extra punishments. How she hated Darth Elmikk!
'Some day, I will kill her!' she thought and gave a menacing look to her so- called mentor. The police were just leaving to trace the imagined attacker.
"That's just what Sidious expects of you. What I'd wished was you'd gang up with me to slaughter him," Elmikk whispered to her ear.
Daz shivered. She would need time to meditate on her master's suggestion.
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After a couple of days Daz was at the library, looking for information about her family. The results were surprising: database had nothing about them. It could only mean one thing, they were not important in any way. 'And in that case the Jedi wouldn't have had any reason to kill them' Daz reasoned, 'Which leads to the question: did they really kill my family, and if not then who did it?' Immediately Daz rushed to Jedi-information section spending the rest of the day there as well as the rest of the week. The more she read the clearer it became.
During another sparring session Daz decided to find out how much her master actually knew about the situation.
"Your guard is pitiful. Maybe you shouldn't spend so much time in the library and concentrate on this instead." Mikk snapped.
"Maybe you shouldn't lie to me about the Jedi so much. They couldn't have killed my family," Daz sneered.
"Hold your tongue or you're going to loose it!"
"Do you really think that I'm scared of you? Tell me, did you know that the Jedi didn't kill my family?"
"Yes, of course I knew. I'm your master after all. Now shut up before you really make me angry."
At this point Daz just couldn't stop anymore. "You knew? You KNEW! And you didn't tell me the truth! How could you? You are even worse than the Jedi! And I'll get out of here as soon as possible!"
"Don't you never EVER compare me with those scum! And if it's up to me you will never leave here." With that Elmikk let the Dark Side control her completely, passing Daz' guard and piercing her chest. Daz collapsed to the floor, first gagging then motionless. A puddle of blood formed right of her.
Elmikk just stood there watching her apprentice suffer. Then it came to her: she probably had just killed Dazlio. The only person she cared if only just a little bit. Then she lifted her apprentice up and started to run.
TBC
Disclaimer: See chapter 1
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Chapter 4
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Dazlio unlocked the door to her and Elmikk's apartment with a wave of her hand. She was glad she couldn't sense her master, as there were issues to meditate on: were all Jedi like the one she met at the party? She had heard many awful stories of them by Elmikk, but now she wasn't sure anymore... And if they were like she suspected, what were the reasons for her family being murdered?
But did she care about reasons? 'Let them just suffer like I did!' a voice said in her head.
"Yes, I'll make them pay!"
But this particular Jedi would be unharmed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Elmikk didn't come home until breakfast. "Morning, master. I presume you haven't got much sleep last night?" said Dazlio with a smirk.
"You're darn right about that," the master yawned. "And before you ask, I'm not in love with him, I'm just sleeping with him."
"But you got no intention on throwing him away shortly?" Daz winked.
"Nope. Not with that hot body of his. And hey, how many did you get?"
"Just two, some guy called Tarkin and -" Daz begun staring at the floor and breathed through a tightened throat. "-the Jedi."
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Dazlio sat on a bench, waiting to be examined by a doctor. Elmikk had given her a lecture on how she'd need to know when to act herself and when to ask her master first. And she'd also heard one more of the awful stories about the Jedi. Afterwards she was given her punishment. Elmikk had cruelly beat her up. Her bruises would have been curable without any special treatment if it wasn't for the fact Elmikk had also crushed her fingers.
Elmikk entered the waiting area and put a hand on Daz'. She winced at the pain and scowled at her master. "They'll take us in now," Elmikk said coolly. Obediently, she followed.
A couple of nurses hovered around her as they spread bacta gel on Daz' bruises. Her hands were soaking on a healing liquid while she was questioned by the police. Elmikk claimed Dazlio was too upset to talk, so she told herself a made up story about how she was attacked on the street in the lower levels of Coruscant. Daz just nodded to all of this. Inside she was boiling with rage. Her master's lies were perfect. She just wished she could fight back the next time. But it was unlikely - that would cause just extra punishments. How she hated Darth Elmikk!
'Some day, I will kill her!' she thought and gave a menacing look to her so- called mentor. The police were just leaving to trace the imagined attacker.
"That's just what Sidious expects of you. What I'd wished was you'd gang up with me to slaughter him," Elmikk whispered to her ear.
Daz shivered. She would need time to meditate on her master's suggestion.
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After a couple of days Daz was at the library, looking for information about her family. The results were surprising: database had nothing about them. It could only mean one thing, they were not important in any way. 'And in that case the Jedi wouldn't have had any reason to kill them' Daz reasoned, 'Which leads to the question: did they really kill my family, and if not then who did it?' Immediately Daz rushed to Jedi-information section spending the rest of the day there as well as the rest of the week. The more she read the clearer it became.
During another sparring session Daz decided to find out how much her master actually knew about the situation.
"Your guard is pitiful. Maybe you shouldn't spend so much time in the library and concentrate on this instead." Mikk snapped.
"Maybe you shouldn't lie to me about the Jedi so much. They couldn't have killed my family," Daz sneered.
"Hold your tongue or you're going to loose it!"
"Do you really think that I'm scared of you? Tell me, did you know that the Jedi didn't kill my family?"
"Yes, of course I knew. I'm your master after all. Now shut up before you really make me angry."
At this point Daz just couldn't stop anymore. "You knew? You KNEW! And you didn't tell me the truth! How could you? You are even worse than the Jedi! And I'll get out of here as soon as possible!"
"Don't you never EVER compare me with those scum! And if it's up to me you will never leave here." With that Elmikk let the Dark Side control her completely, passing Daz' guard and piercing her chest. Daz collapsed to the floor, first gagging then motionless. A puddle of blood formed right of her.
Elmikk just stood there watching her apprentice suffer. Then it came to her: she probably had just killed Dazlio. The only person she cared if only just a little bit. Then she lifted her apprentice up and started to run.
TBC