Preperations for the Star Forge

“So, if we are to infiltrate a Republic controlled base, we’re going to need a Republic ship,” Wes pointed out.

“I know, dear apprentice, that’s why I have secured a Republic scout ship for you,” Lady Mutaria reassured her young apprentice. “It is in the hanger bay. There is a change of clothes for both of you. You are Jedi Padawans sent to reinforce the fleet there in case of a Sith attack to reclaim the Star Forge,” explained Lady Mutaria.

“Of course, mistress,” Alema said as she bowed to her mistress.

“Your will be done, master,” Wes said as he did the same.

“Then go, and bring the Star Forge under my control!” exclaimed Lady Mutaria as she pointed to the door. Her two apprentices took the hint and left the room, their destination the hanger bay.

“I shall move the ship to the edge of the Lehon System in preparations for when the apprentices take control,” Captain Rashel informed Lady Mutaria before she, too, left the Sith.

“Everything's coming together nicely,” the Sith said to herself. “My apprentices shall deliver to me the Star Forge and with it, my ascension will be all but guaranteed!” shouted Lady Mutaria before she began laughing as her long laid plans finally started to come together.

“Ah, the traditional Padawan robes. It’s been a while since I’ve worn these,” Alema said with a giggle as she spun around. The hem of the robe rose up high enough for Wes to suspect she decided to skip on any sort of underwear. Wes himself did not mind the Padawan robes since it was similar to his Sith robes, only with muted colors instead of the black of Sith robes.

“These are acceptable,” was all Wes responded with as he made his way to the cockpit of the ship. “Now, let’s start this ship up and prepare to take off,” Wes said as he began the pre-flight start up. Alema sat down next to the Sith and began to assist in the preparations. The scout ship quickly powered up and left the hanger bay.

“You two are to jump to the Lehon System immediately. We will follow a short time later but will stay hidden on the outskirts of the system. Once you gain the information we need, send the signal and we’ll move in for a pick up and leave the system before the Republic knows what has happened,” the holo of Lady Mutaria told her apprentices.

“I understand,” the two said in unison. With their orders complete, the two set course for the Lehon System and engaged the hyperdrive. The trip would be a long one so the two retired to the common area to wait out the trip.

“So, what do you think of the Mistress’ plan?” asked Alema as she sat down on the seat and put her feet up on the table, somewhat apart. Yep, definitely not wearing panties. Wes thought to himself as he took a glace every once in a while.

“The master’s plan is sound. I bet she’s even been planning this for a while now. I bet the only obstacle to her plan was finding the Sith Holocron that had the coordinates to the Star Forge,” hypothesized Wes.
“I suspect you are right. The Mistress does seem to be quite thorough in everything she does,” said the Twi’lek with a coy smile on her face as she winked at the Sith.

“Yes, my master is-”

“Our master,” corrected Alema.

“What?” asked Wes as he glared at his companion across from him.

“Did she not tell you? She has decided to make me her second apprentice. Although, I believe we’ll be trained for different duties,” Alema told her fellow apprentice.

“If the master thinks you are worthy of being her apprentice, then who am I to say otherwise?” Wes said between gritted teeth. How can she do this?! I was supposed to be her first apprentice! Yet I am being replaced so quickly?! She’ll pay for this! They’ll both pay! Wes thought to himself as he let his anger and rage flow through him. He felt his emotions empowering him as every Sith is taught. This power will be the means of their reckoning.

“I’m so glad you approve!” the peppy Twi’lek told her fellow apprentice. “I can’t wait for us to train with each other!” she said with a big smile on her face. “And trust me, the training the Mistress is giving me will be very, very fun for you!” she says with another wink to the fuming Sith sitting across from her.

“Oh of course. I’m sure she’s taught you some amazing techniques.” The vitriol oozed from Wes’ words as he contained his anger until the most opportune moment to get his revenge against these women. I will get her first. When she least expects it. I will turn her against our master and together we will beat her. Then I will make her and master pay for the humiliation they have brought upon me! To think that I am not worthy enough to have my master’s full attention as an apprentice! I am the son of Darth Maleous, a member of the Dark Council! He may have passed over me but I will not allow a second Sith to pass me over! Especially for a Jedi Padawan who I easily beat in combat! They will pay...they both will pay... Wes had closed his eyes and let his hate and anger flow through him as he let his vengeful thoughts take form in his mind. Visions of all the punishments he would inflict upon these women who mock his greatness.