Chapter 18
Human desires is an interesting study into the thought process of what can drive a such being into utter success or utter chaos. Either way, such desires can be exploited if one is not careful.
Zeltron Hotel Resort, Zeltron
Luxury, Abundance and Culture encompassed the world of Zeltron, a planet known for it's rich landscape and being a economic superpower in the hotel industry. Many rich socialites and politicians have ventured to the planet to get away from the day to day management of their responsibilities, in order to indulge in their utmost desires as they please.
"Bring me more wine!" Finis Valorum ordered.
The former Chancellor, amongst his harem of Zeltros women, laid on his personal hamac as he is fed a buffet of what his heart desires, accompanied by three golden pitchers of wine. While he is being fed a slew of meat, fruits and vegetables, the Zeltros women massaged all parts of his body, from head to toe, creating an illusion of utter bliss for their wealthy client. In front of him, is a large pool filled with Zeltronian women, barely covered by their loose bikinis, playing around with each other, providing a sort of entertainment for the former Supreme Chancellor.
"Rub my neck." he commanded. The Zeltros woman proceeded to do so as she said "Is that better?" in a soothing tone.
Valorum sighed in relief; "Yes, much better."
The rush of dopamine continued more and more, with the Zeltronian women refilling his plate and sensually rubbing on body. After his appetite reached its peak, the women lifted him up, with one of them saying; "Come on, let's go to the pool."
Weary and intoxicated in a food coma, the Chancellor blindly followed the women to the pool, taking one step, then two steps, then three. But a hand suddenly gripped Finis' shoulder, sending him back into reality. The politician turned and sees the tall, slender figure who gave him the same quivering reaction as before. The figure then drags him from the hands of his harem and back to his chair, causing the women to run in fear of this mysterious figure.
Finis' eyes became blurry as the Zeltron spell began to wear off; "Who goes there?" he said, covering his eyes from the sun.
"You thought you could get away without fulfilling my task, Finis." the figure said; "But you forget how much power I possess, especially over your finances."
Valorum's eyes finally cleared up, revealing the figure before him to be, "Heigo Damask!"
"You think you could just use me don't you?" Plagueis said in a somber but cold tone.
"No! No! you don't understand-"
"No I fully understand, You thought you could use my services to avoid responsibility and in turn, not fulfill your obligation, thinking I would be oblivious to your betrayal." Plagueis accused.
"Wait, let me explain!" Valorum said, raising his hands. Plagueis stood, reading the fearful man in front of him; "Very well, state your case."
"I-I did what I told you, I went to visit Naberrie bu-but he declined my offer to run for Senator." Valorum explained.
Plagueis' eyes squinted; "Do you take me as foolish, Valorum?"
"What? I told you the truth!" Valorum snapped back. The Sith Lord then reached into his robes and pulled out his holo-transmitter, revealing a holographic recording from Ruwee Naberrie, standing behind a podium. "Ladies and Gentlemen of Naboo, I Ruwee Naberrie, Chairman of The Refugee Relief Movement and Consul of the Queen, will be running for Senator Of Naboo. As you all know, due to our the last Galactic Election, Chancellor Bail Antilles has left his position as Senator to fulfill his duties as our Honorable Chancellor." He paused "But! this only means that we as a people have a chance to usher in a new era, a new generation, a new Naboo!" cheers could be heard in the background as he continued; "That's why I will take this opportunity to provide change, prosperity and equality for our people, as I have done before and will do in the future!" the cheers grew louder, "I will assure you that if you vote for Ruwee Naberrie, I will make sure our voices will be heard and that corruption will not prevail no more! I will bring life back into this planet and into the Senate and drive out those who only want to gain power and not feed the poor but their own greed! It's time for a new system, a new policy, a new era, a new Naboo!-"
Plagueis cut the recording short and examined the reaction of the former Chancellor, which was of genuine shock.
"That bastard!" he uttered under his breath.
"Hm. you were telling the truth." Plagueis pointed out, reading the Chancellor's thoughts.
"Of course I was! If he accepted my offer I would've told you like I said before!" Valorum said, getting annoyed.
"He cannot win the election, under any circumstances." Plagueis said; "He possibly knows too much or is close to knowing the truth."
"I agree, but his relationship with Manmara is publicly known, especially the amount of donations Talus spent for Ruwee's charity." Finis replied.
"Since you referred him to me, it's now your responsibility to stop him." Plagueis said coldly.
"What?! You were the one that needed a candidate!" Valorum said, raising his voice.
Plagueis grabbed his neck and shoved him back into his chair, he lean closer as his piercing yellow eyes creeped into the old man's soul. "You will do as I say, when I say it! If you want to live on for another decade, I suggest you listen instead of acting on impulse." Valorum nodded out of fear as he felt his oxygen fleeting.
"Good." Plagueis said, letting go of Valorum's throat.
Valorum began coughing excessively, catching his breath in the moment. "I expect you to come up with a plan soon." Plagueis said as he walked toward the exit. He then stopped and turned his head; "But if you fail, I will have to...take matters into my own hands." He said, disappearing into the shadows.
