Darth Stygius leapt over upheld rocks and outcrops as he made his way towards the volcanic mountain in the distance where Abeloth waited patiently and played with her Jedi and Sith pawns, his mother was having fun but that in itself had a time-limit which would end when the Jedi either found her or when he arrived to see her playing Jedi-Sith knockdown, it was a necessary evil that Stygius found it commodious to think about the pain his Mother would be causing the Jedi but then again… they always were arrogant and self-righteous fools.
Overlooking the Courtyard-like clearing where Abeloth danced between the Sith and the Jedi with a bored expression behind his mask as he dropped straight down off the cliff-like walls and used the Force stealthily to cushion his fall, bending his legs halfway at the knees before returning to a straight position upon landing on the ground level, sending a Telepathic warning ahead he released a massive amount of Dark side energy and exploded outwards in a Force Push which knocked Jedi and Sith to the far cliff wall of the clearing. Abeloth, being the one that he had telepathically warned, managed to erect a barrier of Telekinetic energy and was the only one unaffected as she was now she grinned in his direction.
"About time you got here, Lord of Hate," announced Abeloth, humored by his appearance.
"I was preoccupied building myself a new Lightsaber. As important and unchanging as you are, you cannot rush art in the making," countered Stygius calmly, he patiently walked towards Abeloth, scowling as High Lord Sarasu Taalon glared in defiance at him.
"You dare…" started Taalon, blasting Force lightning at Stygius, but the Dark Lord of the Sith absorbed it into his hand with a hidden bored expression which quickly morphed to rage.
"Fool! I have more power in the tip of this finger," snarled Stygius, pointing the index finger of his right hand at High Lord Taalon. "Then you do in your whole body! Now perish."
Out of the extended hand a blast of pure Force lightning that took on a pale blue, almost white, color that slammed into Taalon before he could erect any form of defense. The screaming took a few seconds but finally Stygius ceased to project lightning and lowered his arm with a disgusted expression, to think that a Sith who had claimed for himself the title of High Lord was unable to erect even the frailest of defenses against him – even a failed attempt, was disgusting and utterly pathetic to the extreme.
"So, what is your bidding, Dark Lord of the Sith?" asked Abeloth, crossing her arms and smiling like a proud mother.
"We shall retire to my Vessel and set course for the rendezvous point, I offer the chance for all Sith here to accompany me. Cast off the shackles of the Tribe, come and be Sith instead of playing the part!" announced Stygius, motioning to back the way he had come, before facing the body of Taalon. "But first, I best deal with him."
Making motions with his hand and channeling the power of the Dark side of the Force as he called on a Ritual-like version of Force drain, he calmly watched as High Lord Taalon's body expired and collapsed into Dark side energy which he too absorbed as the purple colored energy sailed from where the High Lord had been, being absorbed into the palms of Stygius' hands as he gave a little sigh in the enjoyment of his snack even if it had been hardly strong enough to be considered that.
"And what about the Jedi?" asked Abeloth, cautiously moving towards the nearby path which would allow her to escape the gorge, and make her way to Stygius's ship.
"I shall deal with them, go!" commanded Stygius as he drew his lightsaber, a wicked golden Electrum lightsaber with a Black Mandalorian Iron over shell plate that the activator button was mounted upon, sticking out on the sides of the blade emitter were two parallel black claws and two parallel gold claws that in truth were made of Cortosis painted to those colors to deceive.
Interestingly, a Sith Saber was the first to move as she attempted to follow through with the original mission that the High Lord had set down for them and her intent bled in the Force, she didn't get far as Stygius sidestepped her charged and brought his customized Lignan crystal generated red blade down upon her causing her to be sliced in two at the waist before Stygius drained what little energy there was in her body for himself. This action set into motion a chain of events as countless Sith followed her lead while others, led by Sith Saber Gavar Khai gave a salute of loyalty with their lightsabers in Stygius' direction, before heading back to their dropships to commandeer the Fleet of Chasemaster Frigates in orbit in preparation for what would follow after this grand opening made by Stygius.
Stygius meanwhile had spun around and caught the youngest Skywalker in a Force Whirlwind when he and his father were attempting to sneak past, he smirked darkly behind his mask as he used a burst of Telekinesis to pull part of the cliff above them falling downwards which the falling stone would hold the attention of the elder Skywalker for quite some time, giving enough time for Stygius to destroy the remaining rogue Sith and drain them of their very life and potential in the Force. As he stood calmly with legs apart, he glared at the Skywalkers whom had escaped their various labors, and now looked in his direction with something like surprise on their faces.
"Don't be so surprised, these Sith were piss-poor copies of true Sith. Emulate Sith Warriors as much as they like, they lacked the skill and power to challenge me at all," announced Stygius calmly, masked face turned in their direction. "Any designs you have of winning or defeating Abeloth, you may as well abandon them now, for I shall not give any ground until Abeloth has successfully left the planet."
Meanwhile, back on Rhen Var the Sith Sorcerer Regan Seshel was once again working on the next stage of his family project, a project that had been passed down from Father to Son since his Great-Grandfather had briefly trained under Darth Plagueis. His newest Ritual was specifically meant to recreate life once again however the life it would create was that of the most recent dead and was far more complicated as it required Seshel to draw a Spirit from Chaos itself, fortunately a fragment of the spirit he was going to call up was deeply imbedded within the Holocron before him and he sighed in relief when he successfully transferred a fraction of that essence into the Muun body before him.
For three generations his family had been given control of the Platus Corporation, the successor to Darth Plagueis's Damask Holdings, and had been setting down the groundwork for the Prophecy of the Twin Chaos that Darth Plagueis had become a follower years before his eventual death. He had made sure that it had been based far from habitable worlds as Plagueis had foreseen the future and the coming of the barbarian Yuuzhan Vong that would tear asunder the Galaxy, as such this decision had allowed the Platus Corporation to flourish while others suffered from the Yuuzhan Vong and the Platus Corporation's contractors had made a major profit off the Yuuzhan Vong War and the following Second Galactic Civil War. Even now factories on the planet Mustafar produced millions of a Construction droids that were building habitable structures on Hoth and Rhen Var for private reasons, basically the main purpose of these locations was to form a successful foothold for Dark Jedi and Sith throughout the Galaxy, who hunted by the Jedi flocked to these hidden cities and sought to further their knowledge of the Dark side of the Force.
These habitats had also been useful during the Yuuzhan Vong War when refugees that were disillusion with the New Republic had fled the invasion and now made discreet livings on the frozen planets, the Platus Corporation had made also a break for the Galactic Underground and the Galactic Black market via deals with the Hutt Cartel and the mining of spice including Lumni-spice on Hoth, using Galactic Alliance Legislation to their advantage the Tauntauns and Wampas had been placed under the protection of the Corporation's defense services thus making the Galactic Alliance Defense Force and the Jedi unnecessary in the system.
"Welcome back to the living world," announced Seshel, as he knelled on the ground, as the rip between the living world and Chaos sealed itself. "Master Plagueis."
The Muun opened its eyes, sitting up and turned so that he sat with its legs hanging off the bed rather than lay down on it, yellow eyes staring into the face of the Sith Sorcerer before him. Finally, after having a moment to stretch out his senses into the wider Galaxy, Plagueis smirked.
"So, the gears have been set in motion. They can't be stopped now!" announced Darth Plagueis, Dark Lord of the Sith, as he stood tall once again in over seventy years.
Darth Stygius was laughing as he dodged between Luke Skywalker and Ben Skywalker's lightsaber blades, shocking Ben with a bolt of Force lightning before releasing a Force Repulse that sent the two Jedi in opposite directions, he sensed his escape coming closer and used the Force to call the handful of Sith Saber lightsabers that contained Lignan Crystals to his hand before hanging them on his belt while dodging Ben and Luke's next attempt to take him down. It was wisdom, and the best action available, not to waste the rare resource of Lignan crystals to the Jedi.
The Jedi were soon forced back with projectiles falling upon them from above, as Stygius's black YT-1930 transport fired its bottom two Medium laser cannons down on the battlefield at strategic points and Stygius took this to his advantage, jumping up onto the open boarding ramp and tauntingly saluted at the two Skywalkers before the ramp sealed itself and the transport shot upwards towards open space.
In the Sojourn system in the Outer Rim, the Transcendent Spear, a Battlecruiser of 1,800 meters orbited over the moon of Sojourn that acted as the Rendezvous point as Eleven ChaseMaster frigates dropped out of Lightspeed. Once the authorization code was accepted they fell into orbit around the moon as well, a few minutes later a custom black YT-1930 transport fell out of Lightspeed with the Sith Meditation Sphere called Ship following not far behind, once the authorization code was accepted the two Vessels speared upwards towards the Commander's Hanger found on the back of the Battlecruiser.
Darth Plagueis waited patiently before the Vessels and looked forward to the events that would occur soon enough, to look upon one of the two prophesied Lords of Chaos that had caused by rumor the descent of Plagueis from the rule of two in the first place, was a grand welcome back gift if there could be any such thing. The boarding ramp of the black transport descended, and Plagueis demeaned himself enough to drop down to a knee, head looking towards the ground with a savage grin on his face.
'Finally, we shall begin the destruction of the Galaxy, only to rebuild it in our image' was Plagueis' thoughts, as he heard the footsteps descending the ramp, and waited loyal for the Harbinger of Chaos to come before him.