Furthermore, I want to explain that although Carnor Jeren is viewed as male by everyone - even her own family - she is a woman. It is only an integral part of the culture of Iego's people to raise their daughters as men. Think 'Lady Oscar' if that helps you understand what I mean.
Also do I apologize for the lack of Luke/Vader interaction in this story at the moment. It will come later, I promise.
Delilah - March 25, 2004
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~ Chapter Two - A'Sharad Hett ~
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What are you?
"I am my father's son."
What are you?
"I am a warrior."
What are you, little boy?
"I am Tusken."
That is all you need to know...
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I have always known.
For as long as I can remember, I have known. The power hiding behind his all too innocent eyes, the potential for a cruelty that has never seen its like. I have always known. It was impossible for me to not see it.
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But did happen what I feared? Did the Great Suns lose their fire? Did the Heir follow a path of darkness? No. All that happened was that a lonely boy grew up to become a lonely man. A soul as restless as his can't be chained down, not even if it is in the name of love.
And love he did his queen. I have seen it with my own eyes. It was a love that couldn't last. Too intense were the emotions. Too hot burned the flame of passion. Too much of a burden the pain of being in one place.
So he went away. Never to return. Never to hear of his wife's fate. He just vanished.
Till now...
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*BEEP...*
Sands, I hate these infernal machines. Who ever invented the means to measure time should be skinned, quartered and slowly tortured to death.
*BEEP... BEEP...*
Okay, okay. I'm awake. Just shut up, in the Krayt's name.
But it isn't my alarm clock that makes this annoying noise. It is my communicator. Damn, I knew I forgot something important.
"What." I growl at the black screen.
"Get decent, Ash. I have to talk to you."
Decent he says. Decent. Does he remember that is takes at least half an hour to bandage my head properly? Of course, he remembers. He just doesn't care. But he wouldn't be Carnor Jax, if he acted any other way.
I let him wait.
"Damn it, Ash. Get out of your crypt and open the damn channel. I don't have the time for your games."
How cute. I've made him angry. That will show you how to behave in the company of a master, boy.
A distinctive smirk appears in my face. How fortunate that I wear face wraps. He would lose even the tiny ounce of respect he has left in him, if it weren't for that fact.
Only after I finished dressing with putting red tinted goggles over my eyes, do I open the channel for visuals.
What I see impresses me. It looks like some of my lessons didn't meet with as many deaf ears as I first thought. Instead of seeing the naked face of a non-desert infidel, I come face to face with a man who knows how to honour his elders. And honoured I am because he wears the full battle armour of the Crimson Guard.
"What is it, Jax?"
"Didn't you listen to the news? He is dead."
I know who the boy is talking about. I also know that it is near to impossible to kill a true Sith. And I know Vader. Mr. Tall, Dark and Deadly is far too stubborn to die.
And so I do the only thing that comes to mind in such a situation. I laugh.
"I don't see the humour, Ash."
Of course, you don't see it, Jax. You didn't live under the same roof as a Sith Lord for more than ten years. You just don't know.
"Get Jeren." I tell him. "Get you brother away from the Rebellion. There will be some loud bang when the Heir returns."
With that I close the com channel, turn off the screen and begin packing. There is not much time and I have to be ready for his return.
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My people call me the Shadow's Guardian. The one who walks the night in a world of never ending light. Never did I hear a truer word. For I am a child of the desert. I understand the need for cruelty. I also understand that there is no true evil. There is only twilight.
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Where are you going?
"Nowhere and everywhere."
Good answer, boy. But do you know what you are doing?
"I know that he is helpless without me."
And who is this mysterious man you seek to protect, son of Hett?
"Why, he is your son, Lord Sith."
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And now the answer to your question, 'The End'
Yes, the lovely Darth is the one who was called angel-bred by Carnor Jeren. As to his immortality, that lies in your definition of the word. In my little universe angels are not fully human, they are extremly long-lived and quite difficult to kill. But they are mortal.
Also remember the warning in the beginning, this is a vampire story. The 'Angels of Iego' are nothing other than sun allergic blood drinkers. This fact will be explained at a later point in the story, so please have patience with me. As to who is speaking in italics, it is always the same person talking to the 'hero of the chapter'.How to explain it best... he is the angel who 'gifted' Anakin's mother with a child, he is the one who saved Vader's life shortly before Darth got his suit, he is Sith.
Oh, and Sith is a name.
I hope that this cleared the fog a bit for you.
Delilah - March 26, 2004 - 17. 59 hrs