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    The air crackled around them, seething with the power of the Dark Side.

    “Are you ready, for the Galaxy to know what we are?”

    In the mid-distance, someone or something was moving steadily towards the two Sith: members of the Chume’doro, inspecting the source of the strange disturbance in the night air.

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    Anxia had been ready for years, held back on the leash that was her royal persona, but ready. It had always been only a matter of time. If her master was finally going to drop that jeweled leash and let her stay beside him, she would remain there indefinitely. She would continue to keep the Consortium under their rule, if that was what he desired. And then one day.. if it no longer pleased him, she would burn it to the ground and set him the biggest blaze the galaxy had ever seen.

    Still held in the embrace of her master, and the Dark Side, Anxia's toes only scraped the ground. Content to stay there, she was displeased with the intrusion of her own guardswomen encroaching into the affairs of their overlords. Weightless, her head tipped toward them momentarily, before returning to answer her master.

    "Oh yes.."

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    “The attack at the Fountain Palace… it will only be the first of its kind. Others will come to challenge us.”

    As though by happenstance, the guardswomen drew nearer. Close enough that Callidus could hear their voices carrying on the air, but not close enough to understand what they said.

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    That there would be others was a certainty. Power such as they had achieved would too tempting a challenge eventually. It was a risk, stay hidden in the shadows and maybe remain undetected, or stop wasting time focusing on the wrong things. Look at how much they had accomplished already. With her master beside her, with her training in the Dark Side resumed, Anxia did not fear the future.

    "They will try.. and we will destroy them."

    The voices carried closer now. Words becoming clearer as the guards crept closer, penetrating the low roll of fog on the moor. They were preparing themselves.
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    “Good.”

    Callidus turned towards the oncoming patrol. With a hand at the small of Anxia’s back, he urged her towards the the guards, his voice an almost serpentine whisper.

    “Let them see what you are.”

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    Behind her mask, Anxia's eyes drifted closed while she drank in the exquisite sensation of being set loose. Abruptly, her pale delicate lids snapped open, as she was ushered toward the agents of the Royal Guard.

    Her gloved fingers closed around the hilt of her Sith sword, a light caress in her touch for the blade, a promise. Beneath her fingers she could feel..the blade understood. It had waited, wanting and hungry, for so long. Ripping it from the sodden dirt of the Terephon moors, she rotated the weapon in her grip as she stalked forward, needing no further encouragement. There was no need to expend her concentration pulling at the mist shrouding the ground around her. No need to pull shadows from the world's perpetual twilight to conceal her movements. She would do what he asked. Let them see.. Her master's whisper repeated in her mind, driving her as the guards finally spotted her silhouette approaching.

    They bid her to halt in her daughter's name.. Anxia found it hilarious.

    She ran now, the toes of her boots barely sinking into the turf from her agile footfalls The Chume'doro patrol were readying their weapons, taking aim on her. Their blaster-fire fire was easily dodged. The Force had first manifested itself in her with speed and accuracy, gifts she had only strengthen over the years. She sidestepped around their attacks, which were returned with the sound of her laughter. She was enjoying herself..

    The first of the guard Anxia reached engaged her with a polearm, spearing straight ahead with it for her abdomen. Anxia twisted immediately to her right side, grabbing the guard's weapon in her unburdened left hand. Pulling on it, she dragged the woman toward her as the point of her blade went through her midsection like butter. Anxia twisted the blade, inside of the guard all manner of vital things were torn and severed, blood flowed in dark gushes from the site, bathing the length of her blade. Anxia's grip only tightened upon the weapon, eager to sate it..

    The second was armed with a sword and came at her with fancy Hapan footwork, attempting to match her circling prowl. When she swung, Anxia ducked beneath the blade slashing across the woman's thigh muscle, bringing her down with a scream of pain that excited both the Sith, and whatever ancient horror lurked inside of her sword. As the woman with the sword dropped, Anxia lifted into the air stepping up onto her shoulder, using her crippled form to propel herself into the air. Her own descent brought the point of her blade straight down into the space between the shoulder and the neck of the last Chume'doro. Pulling it free, a splash of blood sprayed her cheek. Only then did she turn back to the crippled guard, currently still spilling her blood out onto the moor..

    Anxia canted her head to the side, regarding the bleeding, panicked woman. Walking back to guard she reached up, pulling away the mask from her face, letting it dangle in her free hand.

    The fallen Chume'doro looked to her, recognition on her lovely, pain-distorted face. "Chume'la Alastor...?", she winced, uncomprehending.

    "No." Anxia, answered her. "Not anymore.." And took off her head..
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    A mere phantom in the twilight darkness, Callidus watched the carnage unfolding before him like an elaborately choreographed performance. Anxia’s movements were precise, the blade moving with the kind of finesse that only came with years of practise. By contrast, her opponents, who had known nothing but a life of guarding their queen, were sluggish. Their ordinarily deadly efficiency was nothing when matched against the preternatural speed and reflexes of a Sith.

    When the last of them fell with a shuddering gasp of shock, Callidus was at Anxia’s back, an arm encircling her waist and his mouth at the curve of her ear. He breathed in deeply, feeling the power of the Force as it flowed around her, the Dark Side seething in malicious joy.

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    There was almost..a pout on her lips when Anxia ran out of Chume'doro. There was no time to lament her murderous spree cut short. Suddenly he was there, with her. Callidus.

    Every muscle in her body had just wanted to keep going, run to Villa Solis and leave a sea of bodies behind her. In part, she had always viewed them as the jailers of her pretty cage, but they were forgotten once more. For a moment, she leaned back into him, a smile of satisfaction on her lips. Her sword dropped into the ground for the second time, and Anxia turned in her master's embrace.

    "They saw..", she confirmed.

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    Callidus looked beyond his apprentice, to the fallen bodies of the Chume’doro. His mind drifted, unbidden, back to Coruscant, to the thunderous march of the army of the Republic into the Jedi Temple. He thought of Ossus too, the burgeoning community of Jedi that Minister Salem Ave had walked so freely among. Years of training, of dedication, could be cut down in a such a short, flurry of violence...

    The Consortium did not want for women who would pledge their lives to the Chume. The fervor would be made even stronger by the knowledge that threats within and without grew more pressing every day.

    There was a smile in his voice as Anxia turned into his arms.

    “In time, our daughter must see this side of you too. Are you prepared for that?”

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    It was not the first time she had considered that eventuality. There was no stopping it. Beatrix had already begun to develop her own abilities. At the same age, Razielle had already been learning the sword. Held to that same standard, Beatrix was falling behind.. Or it could be that their daughter would simply have a different skill set than what they might expect.

    "She is ours." Anxia said, without trepidation, as if that cleared everything up. "She will understand."

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