I propose we all drink coke! I can't even remember if I did or not when I wrote this chapter. Well this chapter and the next shall be why I call this fic Lady of Betrayal, though not to worry, we are nowhere near the end.

Chapter 16: Over Telos

Sion felt his master's presence in the Force as he stood upon the bridge of the Gorgon next to Admiral Daala, both watched as he TIE fighters engaged in war games, firing low power projectiles at each other, just enough for the other TIE to know where it was hit. Sion closed his eyes and let Traya filter into his mind to speak, unnoticed by anyone else on the bridge.

"Greetings Lord Sion." Traya said in his head.

"Greetings master." Sion answered.

"The time has come."

"They know where we are?"

"Indeed, they are coming for you. I am with them and rest assured victory will be ours. I will use my power to feed your fleet. We will destroy Anakin's and eliminate the Jedi at the same time."

"An excellent plan."

"I must go. Prepare yourselves."

Sion felt as his master slipped away from his mind. He turned his eyes to where he sensed Daala was.

"Admiral. My master has contacted me. A fleet of two star destroyers and a super star destroyer are headed our way for attack. We will stay and meet them."

"Are you suicidal!" Daala cried. "A super star destroyer is worth ten, no twenty star destroyers!"

"Let me fill you in on my master's plan Admiral."

XxX

One Standard Hour Later

The stars came back into focus through the view ports of the Executor's bridge, as well as four star destroyers in a diamond formation above the sandy and green colored planet of Telos. Piett stared out as TIE fighters exited from his fleet as well as Admiral Daala's. Anakin and the Jedi were already out there, in modified TIE bombers heavily armored and used as shuttles. The plan was to distract Daala in the beginning so they could gain some distance from the ship and land in Daala's. Piett cleared his throat and spoke clearly to the bridge crew.

"Comm officer, open up a channel with the lead star destroyer" Piett commanded. Seconds later the call was accepted and an image of a tall woman with long fiery hair appeared in hologram form before Piett.

"This is Admiral Daala of star destroyer Gorgon, speak quick traitor."

"Admiral Daala, this is Admiral Piett of the Executor." Piett said. He thought he saw some spark of fear from the woman's eyes, or perhaps it was just the lousy focus she had her camera on in an effort to be rude. "We will give you a chance to surrender."

"Ha! I think not Admiral, I will do as I please and I will fight your pitiful Republic until I die. However we can give you the same chance."

"In your words Daala, I will do as I please and I will fight your pitiful Empire until I die."

"And that may be sooner than you expect Admiral. Daala out."

The image flickered and died. Piett smiled. He could clearly see four modified TIE's cruising in space.

XxX

Anakin flew his modified TIE bomber with grace, three others behind him. Qui-gon sat behind him in the passenger seat watching as he dodged on coming fire from Admiral Daala's TIE fighters. The only difference between the two groups were the red insignia on Anakin's fighters wings. Behind him in the four bombers flew Yoda and Xen in the one to the right, Kreia and Mara in the one to the left and Qui-gon's Padawan learner behind them.

"Alright," Anakin said through the comm as about thirty TIE fighters exited the Gorgon. "We'll have in coming fire real soon. Time to take evasive! Damn!"

Anakin yelled they began to open fire. Three shots hit him the instruments on his dashboard said. One to his left wing, the other nearly hit his left laser cannon and the last smacked into his view port making a scorch mark that did not exactly block, but abstracted his vision.

"A blast hit my window!" Anakin cried into the comm as he dodged an oncoming TIE that seemed suicidal. "Can't… see to my left, need assistance."

"That is certainly unfortunate." Kreia answered through the comm. "Shields should be required on these ships."

"Hey if I wasn't such a good pilot I would have been hit full blast in the viewport!"

"Oh yes, your current situation is a vast improvement."

"Actually it probably is." Anakin answered blasting another TIE and zoomed through its remains. "To bad I can't make fun of your piloting skills since Mara is flying."

"To bad indeed."

Anakin shot another on coming TIE. The Gorgon was filling the viewport more fully now and he could see the TIE's dropping from under it. Anakin swerved his ship to the right as another squad charged at him. He shot one lone one.

"Kill them!" A woman's voice crackled over the comm. Admiral Daala. "This is the traitor Vader, I do not want them to reach the ship. Kill them now!"

"It seems we are picking up stray communication." Kreia's voice said.

"Which means if we can hear them then they can hear us." Anakin snapped back. "So try not to use the system."

Kreia didn't answer and Anakin silently thanked the Force while dodging another squad of TIE's. He could now see the square hole on the bottom of the gray hull of the Gorgon. Anakin increased the speed of his TIE. The hole grew closer and he could already see the small cavity in the wall, which was actually quite large, of a hanger bay. It seemed Daala had exhausted her supply of seventy two TIE fighters. Good thing to because Anakin had a straight shot.

He pressed forward and dodged all the pot shots the flew his way nearly scorching the wings of his TIE. He was defiantly getting to old for this. Wait, think positive. His modified TIE entered the hanger bay with a whoosh of sterilized air no one could feel, followed by the other two TIE's but the fourth, the Padawans was hit by a streaking green laser beam which sent if flying into the solid metal of the Gorgon's gray hull. Qui-gon looked down in shame.

"I should have been with him." Qui-gon said.

Anakin looked down too, though try as he might he felt little sadness, his Sith trainings were still with him and he really was still a non feeling machine, or so some people called him though no one knew for none of those people were still alive. "Master Qui-gon, don't you always say focus on the now, and everything else is a distraction?"

"What I says is until the possible becomes actual, it is only a distraction. Focus on the now. But I assume it can work with possible and already happened."

"Then let us go kill the Sith Lord responsible."

"Alright."

Anakin flicked a switch on the dashboard of the ship and the top hatch sprang open, he and Qui-gon sprang upwards and jumped through the hole activating their lightsabers in the air and landing on the hard black plasteel floor. They expected a battalion of storm troopers to rush in and begin to shoot at them but none did. They deactivated the lightsabers but kept the unlit hilts in their hands at the ready. Soon after Yoda and Xen leaped out, followed by Kreia and Mara. Each looked around.

"No troops." Xen commented.

"This is to convenient to be anything but a trap." Kreia said. "Be wary, the Sith Lord is close."

"I sense him to." Qui-gon said. "In a throne room, a number of floors above us."

"I know the layout of most star destroyers." Anakin said. "There are a select few, chosen randomly that house throne rooms for the Emperor or other important people. This is one apparently."

"Lets head out then."

The four Jedi and Sith Lord headed out from behind their ships, lightsabers inactive but hilts at the ready. They looked around the hanger they were in. Every single blast door slammed shut except for one, and down the hallway they could see all doors shut and clearly a turbo lift opened at the end of the hallway.

"Yeah." Xen said. "Trap."

Every one nodded in agreement. They strode to the hall, looking at each door to the side. Every single one was closed and there was a little, very subtle little ray shield, glinting electric blue. This was funny, the Sith Lord was leading them right to him. So they played along and walked into the turbo lift. Every button had popped out and they were sprawled around the floor, save one. The top floor button of this lift which would be somewhere under the bridge tower. He pressed it and it immediately shot upward and stopped, not five seconds later. The Jedi and Sith Lord stepped out into another black floored gray walled hall, but a very short one, with only two doors on either side, leading to other parts of that level, and one door at the very end. That was where the Sith presence was coming from.

The Jedi and Sith Lord activated their lightsabers simultaneously. They strode towards the door, each calmed themselves from anticipation which was only a distraction. The door opened with a whoosh in front of them, leading to a standard throne room with a situation table in the middle of the floor, and a platform leading up to a chair. On that chair sat a hooded and cloaked figure that Anakin knew was Darth Sion, but he recognized him from somewhere else too.

That day when he found Kreia, she was with him. He was her mystery companion. He trained his lightsaber on her neck everyone froze and turned around.

"I think you have a few things to explain to me, Kreia." He hissed. "Like why you were with him the day I found your ship."

"Alright, perhaps I do owe you an explanation." Kreia said. "Mara the most, for what kind of teacher would I be, hiding the truth from my student. This should explain it."

Kreia stood, shock still for a moment, then underwent a metamorphosis. Her robes changed and turned midnight black, her face grew more pale, the holders of her hair multiplied and turned black with red tips, and finally her eyes turned glossy glass black. This was all Anakin needed to see, he took one swipe at her head with his lightsaber but she was already leaping in the air and she landed next to Sion who lowered his hood.

"Darth Traya!" Anakin spat.

"Yes indeed I am, though you Jedi were far to blind to see I was using but a simple trick of the Force to change my appearance."

"You're the Sith Lord then?" Mara asked. "Why?"

"Know that there was once a Darth Traya. And that she cast aside that role, was exiled, and found a new purpose. But there must always be a Darth Traya, one that holds the knowledge of betrayal. Who has been betrayed in their heart, and will betray in turn." Traya said as though she had memorized the phrase. "And that is how it always must be."

"But why are you a Sith Lord."

"It is necessary that I become a Sith Lord so that I might destroy the Jedi."

"Destroy us?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because, I hate the Force, I hate that it has a will, I hate that it causes the deaths of countless innocents to achieve some greater balance, and I must destroy it, and to destroy it I must destroy everyone who uses the Force."

"But doesn't that include you?"

"Indeed, but enough of this. I grow weary, die Jedi." Then Kreia cast her green blade aside, activated a blood red Sith blade and sliced the unlit hilt in half.

Next Chapter: The Power of Two, the Betrayal of One