Twenty years had passed. Dooku lay on his deathbed, with his apprentice and acolytes about him. The people of Talamh gathered around the Sith complex, waiting for their ruler to reveal himself. Reaching out for Serpeness's hand, he shakily breathed, "Serpeness, you… you were like a daughter to me, as Qui-Gon was like a son."
The Togruta held back her tears, "Yes, Master."
"Take my power, it is all I have left to give. You have learned well Apprentice." He paused, struggling to breathe, "Strike me down, and become more powerful than you could ever be alone."
"Master…" she tried to protest, but she knew it was pointless. Dooku was a dead man already: he was 104, he had taught her everything he knew, and together they had rediscovered ancient Sith teachings and practices.
The Jawa Poblithes, her official apprentice, held her other hand, getting her attention. "Máistir," he said to her reassuringly, "Tha an t-àm ann leigeil leat falbh. Dh 'ionnsaich e dhuinn uile gu math, agus a-nis feumaidh sinn an t-sìth a choisinn e a thoirt dha."
"Tha fios agam," Serpeness replied, teary-eyed. Holding her darksaber to Dooku's chest. She kissed his forehead, "Thank you Master. For everything," with that, she ignited her blade, allowing for Dooku's essence to enter her, his strength adding to her own. She could hear his voice in the back of her mind, "I will be with you. Always."
Extinguishing her saber, she stood and turned: all the present Sith, students of her master and herself, kneeled. An older student of theirs and one of the first acolytes, an Abyssinian, whose title was Lord Vengeance, declared, "All hail the new Empress. Long live Empress MacGuffin."
Nodding she walked to the balcony, the citizens gathering below to hear news of Dooku's death. Torchlight's faint glow illumining the night. She raised her hands to her shoulders and unleashed a storm of Force Lightning into the sky, lighting the surrounding area as if it were daylight. Focusing her strength she forced the electricity to spell out TYRANNSUS IS DEAD. EMPRESS SERPENESS NOW RULES. Before she would have nearly collapsed from the effort, but now, she wielded the Strength of Two. Below her, the crowd began chanting, "Serpeness! Empress! Serpeness! Empress! Serpeness! Empress!" She looked upon her new empire and felt the Force surging within her. Her army had been completed, the Sith Order, the Brotherhood of Darkness, had been reforged. She would see her Master's dream to fruition. A galaxy at peace. She looked upon her empire and saw that it was good.