First Person POV
We had arrived late back to Coruscant due to staying with the nightsister late, Axle and Judy both got a little tipsy and were sleeping, as well as Aliiza who was still snuggled on my bed. Ventress was gonna stick around with the tribe as change was in order so the nightsisters could survive by themselves. I knew she was feeling like she was baby sitting them all, even with the older nightsister present, but without Talzin having influence over Tython, they needed someone good to stop any potential threats like Grievous or Dyoss from finishing the job.
The ride back was calm and uneventful, the Mortiful siblings were taking some time to relax while Nisha was with me in the cockpit. HK had insisted on her not touching anything, but if she was gonna learn to be part of the crew, then she needed to know the basic concept of piloting or understanding controls. She was a fast learner, but her questions were a little tedious, like brining up my relationship with the Jedi, speaking of which....
Nisha: Will the Jedi been so open about my joining of your crew?
Y/N: Look, just be politer than me when we get back, don't insult them, bow if you want to show respect, I hate the Jedi personally, but if you show your more of an liability than an asset, you might be sent back to Dathomir or worse, Prison...
Nisha: For what reason? I have done no such thing to upset them.
Y/N: They believe your magic is a part of the darkside, while I view it as another thing entirely, they won't see it that way.
Nisha: That sounds like an excuse to me...
Y/N: The Jedi are like that with me when it comes down to my abilities, so please, don't try and show off, they have ways to deal with us, even if I can kill half of them.
Nisha: Did you try to?
Y/N: Yeah...yeah I did...Don't bring it up again...
I landed the ship inside the temple hanger, once I landed however my Com went off.
Obi-wan: Y/N, your back, good, I need you in the war room.
Nisha: (curiously) Who is that?
Obi-wan: (surprised) And who is that with you? I don't recognize that voice...
Y/N: Uhh, A survivor from Dathomir...I may or may not of brought a stow away--
Obi-wan: --That's not important, I need you here, and fast would be good...
Obi-wan ends the call, I look at Nisha with a worried look, making her think she did something bad.
Nisha: Oh no! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say anything....
Y/N: (lightly smiling) It's not you, I just wanted to get a reaction, stay here for now, I might be a while.
Nisha: (scoffs) You sly sith...
Y/N: Don't do anything rash, HK is about if you need anything.
With that I got up and left the cockpit and then the ship itself, I fastened my pace as I walked to the war room, once I got there, I found most of the Jedi council watching something in hologram form, I turned my attention to see what was all fuss about. I saw a Zabrak, half droid half flesh, holding a group of people crying and weeping, I listened in as I went down the steps as the holo projection continued on.
Red Zabrak: There will be more innocent blood on your hands unless you send Kenobi and your Sith ally to face me, Only the two, and if you do not...This world---
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A Sith's Reawakening-- Male Sith Reader Book One
Fanfiction"War is all he's known, but with his return, a master of darkness shall rise once again". A Young and powerful, dark lord of the old sith empire, a boy known as Y/N L/N, he was close to becoming the youngest Darth on the sith Council at almost 16 ye...
