Vengeance: A Sith's Story (Male Sith OC x Star Wars)

Chapter 31: Eminence

Mandalore

Duchess Satine Kryze waited anxiously in her throne room. Time seemed to be going slower than ever, and this meeting that she was about to have would forever change the course of Mandalorian history. For if it failed, then it would mean the downfall of a history she wanted to protect, and if it succeeded? Mandalore would be under....new management, one could say.

As she waited, her heartbeat rapidly jumped up and down in her chest, she had wanted to preserve Mandalorian culture in a peaceful manner, but that seemed impossible now, as she had seen no other choice than to go to one of the two people she trusted most in this galaxy both politically, and personally. Her breathing hitched as the door to her throne room opened, and a powerful, intimidating presence walked through, the very recognizable figure......of Grand Emperor, Darth Malidictus.

"Ah, Satine, I see you are well. I trust you have a reason for hosting this, important matter in your throne room and not a meeting hall?" He asked. Satine sighed in relief, "Uh, I saw no other option. After all, I had to do something, and the Republic is corrupt and won't do anything to assist me, but you and your empire are willing to act, I appreciate that," she said. Malidictus folded his arms and nodded, "Of course my lady, after all, we are allies, and you are a personal friend of mine. I would gladly assist you with anything you need," he answered before waving to his two bodyguards, Darth Jonus and Darth Gunnar, signalling them to keep the area secure and private. After doing a double-check for no listening devices or any sort of object that could compromise the meeting, he nodded. "We are safe to talk Satine," he said. "Thank you. It has come to my attention that Death Watch are becoming a powerful threat to my position, and not to mention the people support them. It seems I have all but lost public support, and my very life is in danger, so I came to you for help. Do you have anything to suggest?" She asked somewhat desperately. Malidictus grinned, "Indeed I do my lady. As it so happens, your, situation, works perfectly with a plan I have been perfecting for a long time. Are you aware of a man going by the name, 'Darth Sidious'?" He asked. Satine nodded, as she came forward and stood in front of him. "Yes of course, the Sith Lord that the Jedi are hunting," she said. "Indeed. Well you see, I am yet to encounter him, and he has eluded all attempts to force him out into the open through his manipulation of the Separatist forces. So, I have found a way to draw him out into the open, but all I need now, is a cover story, and your situation helps me in that regard," he said. Satine looked at him, confused, "What do you mean?" She asked, puzzled. "Ah, well, let me first present my idea. I currently have three undercover agents out in space, working secretly for me. I believe if we can get them inside Death Watch, then we can manipulate events to go as planned, and if such events go as planned, then your life and Mandalore will be safe, if you would allow me to explain my plan?" He asked. Satine was hesitant, but she wasn't ignorant and saw the signs that she was hanging by a thread of public trust, a thread that could not be fixed and was destined to snap. Sighing, she looked up at the Grand Emperor, "Alright, I'm listening," she said in a calm, respected tone. Malidictus grinned, "I promise you Duchess, you and your planet, will be safe. As for my three agents? They'll do their job. Now, listen...." He said calmly as they both began to discuss the plan in detail.

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Deep space:

In deep space, Darth Maul, Savage Opress, and Jack Swinger, we're all drifting in low gravity, barely alive and on the brink of death. Having been cast adrift, they all had ended up freezing and put into a coma of sorts, with Savage's arm cut off, Maul's legs damaged, and Jack with a blaster shot to his chest that had avoided his heart, but hit his ribs. All three of them had a gloomy fate, but unknown to them, an external force, was keeping them alive.

However, as the pod drifted, a much larger ship boarded, and armed Mandalorians, with the leader welding the darksabre, cut their way inside to investigate. Seeing the three individuals, the leader took note of their lightsabres and blasters. "What are you?" Pre Vizsla asked. "Should we rub 'em out?" Bo-Katan asked. "No, I want to hear their story," Pre responded. "If they're an enemy of the Jedi, then they're a friend of mine," he answered calmly. "Load 'em up," he ordered as the Mandalorians nodded and brought the three individuals onto their ship with careful attention before jumping back to their base on Concordia, a the moon of Mandalore.