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TATOOINE, OUTER RIM
She feels his presence and she is glad that the ship has a rocky landing as it hides the way her legs weaken. Vader barely waits for the ramp to lower before he's stepping out, Bela is quick to follow after him.
'Where is he?'
'I have him secured inside, my Lord.'
'I will bring him in myself.'
Bela doesn't follow. She waits outside, her gaze set on the Third Sister who watches Vader until she can no longer see him.
'Why haven't you killed Kenobi?'
She smirks as she turns to face, 'You mean your father?'
She ignores the snide dig. She has no time for petty comments which are only said to try and get a rise out of her. 'If your anger for him runs so deep, so thick, why is he still alive?'
It dawns on her then.
The Third Sister has always been filled with rage. A deep longing for revenge. Only Bela only feels that when Vader is around. Not when they were on the base with Kenobi. But now, with his retreating figure it's even more prominent.
'You're not after Kenobi.'
'Are you going to stop me, Kenobi?'
Bela lifts her head. The Third sister's mouth twitches and she nods with a small satisfied hum. Then with the same dramatic flare she's gone down the corridor after him.
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Before the Third Sister can successfully land a strike on her target, Darth Vader. A red saber meets her own, stopping it just before his neck.
'Kenobi.'
Bela lifts her foot and kicks her back a few paces, 'General Bela to you, Sister.'
She ignites the other side of her saber and burns her side causing her to yell out as she drops to a knee. Using the force she pushes her aside and moves forward towards Vader.
It takes no effort for him to over power her, taking the double sided saber from her possession and splitting it in half. She yells in frustration accepting his challenge and taking a half.
