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Chapter Five: Forging Ahead

Vette looked down at the girl struggling in her restraints before saying, "You are at a crossroad, Ginevra. Both paths lead to pain but one path's pain will be overcome if you are strong. The other path will lead to your slow torturous death. Which will you choose? A path to power, or a path to slavery?"

Inside Vette was cackling at the girl. Even before Ginevra spoke, she knew what path she would take. Her line about a slow torturous death easily making her decision.

"You mean magic?" the girl asked.

Vette scoffed, "Magic? Magic is but a minuscule subsection of what I can teach you. Mostly parlor tricks and easily avoided beams of light." Seeing the shock on the girl's face Vette continued, "The force is but a gateway to power, and revenge on your family if you wish it. Now make your choice. Will you become my apprentice, or will you simply become a slave as can easily be done with the contract your so-called parents signed?"

"Apprentice." Ginevra said.

"Good choice." Vette said before unrolling one of the many contracts that they had duplicated, indicating Ginevra to read it, saying, "Read this carefully. You will be bound to it by blood, in other words, if you break it, your life is forfeit."

Meanwhile, in the cockpit, Jaesa and Harry were looking out upon an island that held a primitive manor, surrounded by a forest. Setting the ship down Jaesa went to get up when she tensed. Glancing over to Harry, she could tell he felt it as well. They weren't alone.

Vette was watching Ginevra just finish dragging her thumb across the blood contract when her doors hissed open. Whirling around she noticed both Jaesa and Harry had their lightsabers out.

"Vette, there is someone here already." Jaesa said, glancing at the contract before continuing, "Keep your apprentice safe. Anything that attempts to come onto the ship that is not one of us, kill it!"

Seeing Vette nod, Jaesa and Harry swept out of the room and down the ramp. Reaching out with their combined senses they detected it was powerful in the force and was located in the middle of the manor. Trying the door handle Harry found it opened, and as he and Jaesa passed through, the doors quickly shut behind them. They made their way through the dark unlit halls until they reached a pair of doors that were illuminated from within by light.

Cautiously entering, the pair took in their surroundings only to jump and ignite their lightsabers as a feminine voice softly spoke, "So the new Dark Lords of the Sith have finally arrived. I have been waiting for you to arrive for the last three hundred years." As this was said a ghostly woman appeared in the middle of the room wearing a dark robe. Her hair was dark brown, and her eyes were a deep blue.

"If you knew where we were, why haven't you informed the Jedi, Bastila?" Jaesa asked carefully not letting her guard down. She had immediately recognized the Jedi from her time in the Jedi Archives.

"Ah yes, you would only have heard the Jedi's accounting of events on Rakata Prime. Unlike Revan, I never abandoned the dark side." Bastila spat out hatefully, sitting down on a seat and motioning for the two sith to sit down as well. "He killed Malak alright, but he couldn't kill me. Oh, he tried when he realized I hadn't truly come back to the light, but I hid away inside the Star Forge while Revan's party escaped. During the space battle instead of the accepted history of me using my battle meditation to help the Republic win, I used a ritual I had found in a Rakatan computer while the others were busy fighting. I bound my spirit to a tiny object that I made force resistant to anyone but myself. When Revan turned on me, we dueled briefly before I made a hole in the floor and dropped down to what Revan assumed was my death. Instead, I was hidden safely on the floor as my lifeless body dropped down that hole. From within the object, I was able to seize control of the Star Forge activating its hidden cloak and deploying the decoy while cloaking, just as I made a jump to hyperspace. The Republic thought the Star Forge was destroyed and Revan believed I was dead."

"That doesn't explain why you are here now, waiting for us." Jaesa said.

"I was getting to that." Bastila laughed, reliving her grand escape had lightened her mood considerably. "When I made the jump to hyperspace, I hadn't given the station a destination. I would have likely died if not for the Rakata, geniuses that they were, built in safeguards to prevent such a mistake. It traveled here and is currently cloaked, buried in the southern hemisphere. I saw a vision in the force of your arrival and what you are trying to do. I want to join you and can lead you to the Star Forge once I have a body again."

"An interesting story Bastila." Jaesa mused before looking at Harry who looked lost. Galactic history hadn't been of high importance when Jaesa was training him. "I think we can come to an arrangement. You will however, be making the blood oath like anyone else. However, I would like to know how you managed to have a child with Revan in the span of a year while you were supposedly fighting the sith."

"I did have a child with Revan who was born just a few weeks before I was captured by Malak. We dropped him off on Coruscant at the Jedi Temple, much to their dissatisfaction." Bastila replied, "Why did you want to know?"

"The Grand Master of the Jedi Order currently is named Satele Shan." Jaesa said studying Bastila carefully.

"Then I want to ask for something when you find her…" Bastila started.

"You want to kill her?" Harry asked.

"Of course not!" Bastila snorted, "I want to turn her to the dark side. It's in her blood whether she knows it or not. I want to turn the Jedi Order to chaos."

"We have a deal, I assume you already know how to get your body back?" Jaesa asked.

"It is an ancient sith ritual, and I already have the perfect candidate. A girl about the same age as you two, meaning you would already have another ally within Hogwarts."

"How would you know about that?" Harry asked suspiciously.

Bastila scoffed, "I may have slept a lot of the time to pass the centuries by, but I did explore the country a bit."

"The girl, who is she, and what does the ritual do?" Jaesa asked, trying to get them back on topic.

"She is a lonely schoolgirl who is relentlessly bullied at school by her peers." Bastila replied, "As long as there are no witnesses, both she and her parents will be passed off in a missing persons report."

"And the ritual?" Jaesa pressed.

"It will convert the girl's body into what mine was at her age. At which point I will be able to reclaim my body." Bastila replied, "On a personal note, I would like to make the parents watch their daughter become no more."

"How soon can we set this up?" Harry asked with an evil glint in his eyes.

Bastila rounded on Harry and said, "That is up to you, you will need to find someone who can pass as your mother or father to bring you in there. It will however need to be after their daughter gets home. Any time after four o'clock should do."

"Jaesa, did you manage to get humanoid transfiguration down yet?" Harry enquired.

"Yes, I have. Who do you want me to transfigure?" Jaesa asked.

"Well, I was thinking you could transfigure yourself into passing for my mother. It eliminates a potential danger in the plan." Harry replied.

"Yes, that would work. I have their number memorized, and there is a phone here." Bastila replied, "With your ship, it would only take about ten minutes to reach their home."

"Hang on, hang on." Jaesa said suddenly, "Why are we coming up with this complex of a plan, to begin with? Why not just abduct them at night?"

Seeing Harry nod his head in agreement, Bastila replied coldly, "Because I want you to prove to me that you are worthy of me joining you. There will almost certainly be times ahead when you will have to use subtlety and manipulation over brute force in the time to come. I will not place my life in your hands if you are not capable of passing this test."

Harry and Jaesa simply nodded.

"They are in a house in Cornwall and their number is 01872-696-181." Bastila said once Jaesa had transfigured herself to be in her forties. "There is a phone over by the fire."

"We should probably come up with some sort of plan for once we are there." Harry said to Bastila raising a silencing barrier around themselves so that noise wouldn't get picked up by the phone.

A/N: I know this chapter was a bit shorter than normal, however I'm guessing the next chapter will take a bit longer to write. Anyway, a new ally has appeared, and credit for the idea of the Star Forge being in Antarctica goes to claymaster27, although I did have plans for the Star Forge, as well as Bastila being included. The next chapter we will see the dentists' lives change forever, and Ginevra's interpretation of the sith code.