Savage calmly walked to the training grounds where the young Zabrak boys were awaiting their lesson.

'This'll be a good distraction for me' he though, 'and I'll get to burn some energy and build up my skills.' Savage looked around at the young boys. They were lined up shoulder to shoulder. They all gasped with excitement at the sight of their guest.

"Look it's Savage! He's returned to us!"

"Look how fierce he looks now!"

"Is that a Jedi weapon he's holding?!"

Verun gave the boys a stern face. They immediately quieted.

"Today's lesson is to feel your opponent out. This means you must figure out their strategies and counter them," Verun said, "Our guest here, whom I think you all know, is a great warrior and he should be able to show us today what great combat looks like."

Savage closed his eyes, letting Verun's words flow through the Force and into his mind. Verun flashingly quick turned to Savage and attempted to throw a hit to the shoulder. Savage without even flinching caught Verun's fist with his hand. Still with his eyes closed he turned Verun's hand so it cracked a bit and flipped him onto the ground. He stepped his foot onto the orange warrior's chest,

"Yield," was he said.

Savage stepped off him and lent a hand to pull him up.

"See young ones what Opress demonstrated here?" Verun asked the boys. None of them answered. Verun squared his shoulders,

"He demonstrated to us the use of concentration and listening to your opponent." Verun went to open his mouth again, but Savage put his hand up to speak. Verun nodded.

"Young warriors. Open your minds and let all thoughts escape and clear. Focus your energy on your enemy. Focus on figuring out their strategy. Do that enough and you could eventually find the presence of the Force and use that to your aid." Savage told the boys.

"Well spoken Savage. Let us demonstrate to them again and let's see if they pick up on anything." Verun said. Savage nodded. He walked a little farther from the group and awaited Verun's attack. Verun ran at him full speed and again attempted to punch him in the shoulder, but Savage had predicted this. Verun had predicted Savage would catch his hand again and he went to punch with his other hand. Before his fist could connect with Savage's shoulder, Savage Force pushed himself off the ground and jumped a few feet back. Verun did not seem fazed. He and Savage ran at each other and started swinging at each other. Savage made more hits than Verun did.

After a few minutes Savage became bored of the same combat attacks and gathered his mind together. He took a step back and with a roar threw a Force wave at Verun. Verun flew back and landed in a heap in front of the boys. Verun stood up and threw a nod of acknowledgement to Savage. Savage solemnly nodded.

"Did you boys see each of our strategies?" Veruna asked them.

"Yes. You went in for the same attack in the beginning to cover up your 2nd attack, but Opress had his own strategy to counter your second." One of the boys answered.

"Very good eye Jinax. Alright I want all of you to pick a partner out and start to spar with each other. Try not to get fooled by the same attacks and don't over use strategies. A good warrior is always nimble on his feet, always has a back up plan, and doesn't use the same strategy too much." Verun ordered.

The boys split and the two older Nightbrothers step back to observe.

"Excellent fighting skills. I see just because you have a lightsaber you did not forget your hand to hand combat skills." Verun commented.

"Thank you. No I was regularly required to use them. As I have mentioned I was also trained under a Sith Lord and my brother, Darth Maul." Savage replied.

Verun grunted and stepped forward, holding his side a bit, to go instruct two young Nightbrothers. 'Guess I did a number on him. Deserves it for taking over my tribe and claiming himself the best warrior.' Savage was finding it increasingly hard not to stand by while someone else was governing his people. He sighed, he'd have them back soon enough.

Out in space Talon sat in the cockpit, quite bored. There was not much for her to do on the ship. The nursery was almost complete, the training area was complete except for a coat of paint for the walls and floor, and she couldn't do much because the power for the ship was being directed to the engines. Talon sighed. She had nothing to do.

"Well actually the ship could use a good cleaning. Savage and I have been so busy with acquainting ourselves on Dathomir, exploring, and building." Talon said to herself. She did not like to clean, but she did enjoy a clean ship and clean rooms. Back at the Sith academy they usually had droids to do the cleaning.

Talon cleaned the refresher first. That took up a few hours of her time. She then proceeded to the bedroom she shared with Savage.

"Galaxies! The floor is atrocious!" Talon exclaimed. She had not noticed the dirt that had stuck to the paneled flooring. Their bed was also messy and the sheets rumpled all over. Some of her clothes were in a small pile on the floor. She got to work and mopped up the floor, straightened the bed out, and hung her clothes. She then sat down on the floor of the training area and meditated. She reached her mind into the Force. She thought of the darkness and the power it possessed. In her mind she saw an elderly man. He was dressed in political clothes. He had a hood drawn over his head but Talon could faintly see his eyes. They looked like death and suffering combined.

Talon opened her eyes. She felt somewhat chilled by the image. 'I have no idea who this man is, but my senses are telling me to be weary of this man.' Talon thought to herself. She closed her eyes and continued to meditate. She had no more visions of true evil. She focused her mind on her heartbeat to clear her mind, hearing an echo. Talon focused on the echo. Her mind followed it to her growing baby. Through the Force she could hear the blood pumping into the little baby's heart. It beat rapidly. Talon couldn't physically see the features her and Savage's baby possessed, but she could see its spirit. Its spirit danced in the void between light and dark. 'What side will you choose little one? When will you make your decision?' Talon wondered to herself. She got up and wandered to the cockpit. She checked the coordinates. She was halfway to Coruscant. 'I have just enough time to have dinner, practice stealth techniques, shower and go to bed' she thought to herself. She checked the pilots cabin behind the cockpit for any stowed dehydrated food. She found a small bag of grasser. She grabbed it and added it to the cooked meat she had packed in her cooler. She ate quickly and then proceeded to the training area. She and Savage had set it so it could be an open area or set up small blocks to add cover. She pressed a button and the blocks set up. She waved her hand and brought a deployer droid forward. She clicked its power switch and while it oriented itself she hid herself. She waited for it to find her.

Savage congratulated each young Nightbrother for demonstrating their skills to him. They had learn a considerable amount and were getting very good at predictability. As they headed off Savage slowly followed them. He was intoxicated with the memories of when he was their age and standing watching Brother Viscus and another teacher sparring each other to show the young Zabraks how real combat was. Savage remembered seeing the nervous look on Feral's face.

"Don't be nervous brother. We will conquer this. Just as we always have." Savage had told him.

"Thanks Savage. This will be easy with you by my side." Feral had answered.

Savage shook his head. He tried so hard to repress the memories of Feral, but they always came back to haunt him.

Savage started taking longer strides, pulling himself out of the memories. He heard someone walking up behind him, 'Verun' he thought. He kept walking.

"Great job with the younglings Savage! These ones are almost to Passage age, but they still have a few skills to hone. Tomorrow would you mind taking them out on a hunting trip? I have to talk with the elders about if they are ready. We will possibly follow you out into the forest if is decided the elders want a view of the boys themselves." Verun said excitedly.

Savage paused,

"It will be of no problem. What is their prey?"

Verun smiled,

"They are to hunt down a Kamurith. Keep them away from Rancor and rock dragons. They are not yet ready to face them alone. If you sense one hide in the trees and either keep hidden or you, Savage, kill it."

"As you wish Verun. May I head to your home and freshen myself up? I have a long day ahead of myself tomorrow." Savage asked.

"Of course."

Savage bowed and walked away. He contemplated how to watch the boys complete their tests and keep them safe at the same time. He rubbed his face, he'd figure it out tomorrow. Savage straightened up. Instead of heading to Verun's home he decided to head towards a hot spring.

When he reached it he breathed a sigh of relief. It would help him relax for tomorrow. He slipped out of his clothes and into the warm water. Immediately his skin approved of the warm water. He settled himself down into it and then let his mind wander to Talon. He missed her presence already. 'I wonder how she's doing' he thought to himself. He was no expert in the practice, but he tried to reach her with the Force. He concentrated on her, on finding her. He sighed and open his eyes. He couldn't find a trace of her. All he'd received was emptiness. Savage sighed and did some meditating of his own.

After about 30 minutes Savage stood out of the water and dressed himself again. He went to find some dinner before heading off to bed. When he walked back through the village he found all the Nightbrothers encircled around the main village fire. 'Must be something important' he thought. He crept up slowly behind the group. He could only catch glimpses of the conversations going on.

"Are you sure?!"

"Someone saw her?"

"Tyrant old witch!"

At first Savage thought they were talking about the woman who took him. Oh how he wanted to wring her throat and get even with her, it made his blood boil, but then he heard a name.

"Talzin."

Savage's eyes widened. So someone besides himself knew of her ongoing existence.

"Brothers! We all must be on guard against Mother Talzin! Although she is of no great threat on her own, she is still a threat and should not be treated too lightly," Brother Viscus stated, "Be wary when you are out in the forest."

Everyone dissipated into their own groups. Savage stepped forward to slice himself a piece of meat and sat down to grill it. Brother Viscus came forward,

"I heard you've been appointed to lead the younglings out on their final hunt tomorrow."

"And I suppose you're here to tell me to be wary of Talzin spooking about?" Savage retorted.

"Good. At least you know. Keep away from Nightsister territory." Viscus replied and left. Savage turned back to his dinner. He flipped it and ate in silence for a few minutes before retreating to Verun's home and passing out in the Naboo cot laid out.