Chapter 5
Plans of the Empire
"Mala, Honey wake up," Jaek whispered into Mala's sleeping ear. His lips pressed softly ageist her ear lobe.
"I'm up," she whispered shifting her head and pressing her lips to his.
"I've been thinking of your Sith name," Jaek whispered to her.
"And?" Mala asked back.
"Darth Kahine," Jaek whispered to her.
"Why that name?" Mala asked him softly.
"Because, it's beautiful, like you are" Jaek whispered caressing her cheek. "Now quickly get dressed I must introduce you to the Imperial council," Mala (Darth Kahine) quickly dresses and walked off the ship into the bay of a Victory Class Star Destroyer.
"Master Jine! The Council has been waiting for you to present your new apprentice," a small man in an imperial navy uniform called across the docking port. Following Jaek, Mala steeped off the ship dressed in a long black robe her face hidden by the cloak.
"Thank you Commander," Jaek said walking off toward the aft of the ship. Mala looked at the Commander and flashed him a smile not realizing he could not see her face. The commander stumbled backwards slightly believing that Mala most likely wanted his head. She then quickly followed her master toward the aft of the ship.
"Master Jine, you come at the worst of times the Rebels have found our base," Master Shindor leader of the dark Jedi said. None of the people in the room other than Jaek could be made out as the room was dark and they wore heavy and dark cloaks.
"I'm sorry Master, but I needed you to meet my apprentice Darth Kahine," Jaek said bowing and backing out of Mala's way.
"Yes, well then Darth Kahine, remove your cloak," Shindor said standing in front of her. Slowly Mala lowered her hood and unclipped the hook on her cloak. "A beautiful specimen Master Jine. A wonderful woman," Shindor said moving close. "Is she mute?" Shindor asked caressing her waist.
"No," Mala said firmly as Shindor's hands moved up and down her sides.
"Ah, she speaks!" Shindor yelled backing away from her pretending to be startled. The rest of the council laughed and Mala blushed feeling the embarrassment running through her body. Without warning Shindor drew his lightsaber and swung. Without a sound Mala ducked avoiding the attack and pressing her own saber to his stomach when he began the attack again Mala activated her saber killing him instantly. The breath seemed to leave the room as Shindor collapsed to the floor and Mala stood. Using the force Mala called his saber to her and attached it to her belt and looked at the rest of the council.
"Who's next?" she asked calmly reattaching her cloak. The rest of the council sat in silence when there was no answer Mala pushed past Jaek and left the room. She stood outside crying for nearly half an hour waiting for her master to exit the room her cloak hiding her sadness over the death of another by her hand.
"My love, they want to speak to you," Jaek said coming out of the room. Without a word Mala stood and walked calmly into the room. The entire council stood and bowed to her. One stood and motioned to the seat at the head of the council. Slowly Mala took the seat and the plan for the Empire was explained to her. It was very simple, take the planet of Coruscant, kill Luke Skywalker and his wife Mara Jade, and kill Mon Matha.