Repressed Memories

[Slade Xandir]

The hostess returned, her two assistants in tow. They walked their graceful gaits back to the kitchenette in the back, but before they left, Blood caught a glance of their dishes. The berries were primarily gone, whereas the drinks were just barely touched. His Apprentice needed his strength, and considering over half of the bowls supply of berries had gone down his gullet, Blood made the connection of his newest member being hungry.

Returning his intense gaze to the hostess, he spoke just as she returned behind the counter.

"Stock his fridge with foods and water bottles. When he awakes, bring him to the dining room and notify me. Prepare a meal worthy of our tastes. Ensure you all are well numbered in employees in case Mercy or Fox return."

The slim waisted alien nodded her commitment to her own employer. "Understood, sir."

Relaxing, Blood asked her how his children were, and with that she returned response of the two hybrids sleeping peacefully after their day of training with his two other Apprentices. After seeing the tally count of paid finances and making sure ends were covered fully, Blood left to enjoy the falling night hours as they slowly came.

He spent them outside meditating, his mind awash in the wicked delicious taste of power. It was a calm chaos that consumed him, his aura being heightened to painfully mesmorizing levels of vicious lust. His ensnaring abilities were working well for him, bringing him a fortune in both mind and assets. He was increasing his might in the moonlit layaway of the meadow. And within the hardwork he and Slade put forth to make this moon a dream come to life, slumbered not only a pair of children who held his legacy in their veins, but another protege who too would carry on the legendary myth of his triumph.

With legs crossed, Blood continued to immerse himself in his meditation. The Sithian floated above the swaying grasses of the prosperous moon, eyes scaling the almost endless land with pleased results. On this web of his Force, he sat comfortable and satisfied. And he waited until a single thread was tripped until he finished his session of meditating.

[Emre Mor]

As darkness fell on the eden moon and the hours passed, Emre tossed and turned throughout. Nightmares struck through his mind over all hours of the night. Memories of his past fluttered in and out of his head. Emre wanted to forget, but it seems every night since he left his old life they flood back all at once. It made him feel helpless, like he was a child again.

Emre woke up sometime in the early morning hours in a panic, sweat drenched. He moved out of the bed slowly, rubbing his eyes to adjust to the early morning light. He rested his elbows on his knees as he sat on the bed, noticing his shirt was noticeably wet, he needed a new one. Emre removed his shirt, revealing the medallion around his neck that extended to his chest.

“Surely there is another shirt somewhere…” Emre thought to himself.

He got up and explored the mansion yet again, finding a collection of food and water left for him. Downing the water relatively quick, he grabbed some food to go so that he could explore a little more. He found a similar loose fitting cloth shirt in one of the many closets of the mansion, yet it was a dark black color.

The fact that this mansion was empty made it feel even bigger. Wandering back to the door he was let in seemed to take longer than it should. He exited the mansion, with keycard in hand, back to the resort center. The moon seemed rested, as it was still early in the morning.

He entered the resort center, not a soul in sight but the few workers stirring about doing their jobs. He followed the familiar path he took back to where he saw Lord Blood at the night before. Emre wasn’t sure what to do so he would wait in the main area.

He sat down and felt the floor again, attempting to sense everything like he did the day before.

[Slade Xandir]

Blood felt the turmoil that was within his Acolyte, the threads that wrapped around the pair strumming in a panicked rate. Blood refocused his gaze on the world, and noticed how much time had passed since the beginning of his meditation. Must have been atleast 6. Interesting.

The Dragon Tamer unfolded his legs under him and released the hold he currently was stroking and reinforcing himself in within the Force and stretched again. Each muscle fiber released itself to him, flooding him with appreciation for moving the sleeping joints. A breeze picked up, gently picking up and playing with the thick silky mane atop his head, cape billowing just enough to give shape to moving air. With it, Blood turned to the resorts just as his holowatch beeped.

'Your Apprentice is awake, Mr. X. Liona and Diona are tending to Lilith and Raphael, while I am retrieving a few accessories for Lord Fox.
-Fiona'

Clicking the 'Read' button, the watch fell dormant once more, and he made his way to where he saw a knee jutting forth from angle in the window. Walking through the curtained threshold, Blood approached his Apprentice who was visibly attempting to hit that high he felt earlier. This was a beneficial sign; it meant the Acolyte had aspirations to not only practice, but to grow from what he learned. Excellent.

He said nothing, waiting to be addressed by the Acolyte. He had taken silent steps to reach his Apprentice, and with the breeze and bickering of the curtains, it was impossible for him to have been audibly detected. Felt in the Force, yes, but heard, no.

The Sith Lord waited for the Acolyte to reach that current within the Force that told him he was not alone, that whispered 'There...look.'
Seconds counted down as Blood awaited the next achievement from the young man.


[-Begin Sense Life App- -WC 100-]

[Emre Mor]

Sitting on the cold decorative floor, Emre began to go through the steps he had previously gone through the day before. He traced the lines on the floor, waiting for some of the hosts to avert there eyes away. Once he felt comfortable enough the begin he shut his eyes and concentrated.

Emre began to feel the room as he had done before on Korriban, sensing everything within the halls of the resort. All around him he dug into the fire that was deep inside of him. He began to expand his mind, seeing things differently through the force. Emre began to feel and see the puzzle pieces all around them again and how they connected to everything. Something extraordinary happened this time for the young student though; he was able to recognize life all around him. He could feel the life within every living thing around him. Emre could feel the animals outside the hotel, the insects polluting the pristine resort, and the decorative plants around the lobby. This calmed the young man, he saw and senses every living thing in its true light, it was beautiful. He began to focus on his more immediate environment noticing something familiar, a life force that shined brightly right in front of his eyes. He felt a bond with this life force and immediately knew whom it was. Emre could sense the life force of his master, and he was right in front of him…

-End Sense Life App- -Word Count: 187/100-

Emre’s eyes snapped open to a large figure standing it front of him; it was Lord Blood. Somehow he had not heard his master take a single footstep near him but found him within the force. Jumping to his feet he tried to explain himself and what he was doing.

“Lord Blood…Uh, good morning.” Emre said trying not to look like a fool.

He was proud in the fact that he was bonded to Lord Blood in this way, but he might of made him look like a fool practicing in the middle of the resort center.

[Slade Xandir]

Blood watched the younger male take another key and within his own mind, unlock another door. His senses were broadened, expanded enough to where he himself were visible to the younger man in a way that differentiated him between something as average as a piece of pottery, an insect, or even a plant. He was seen in a different light, and in this power Emre recognised him, the Wolf could always be found by.

As the discovery was made, Emre was up, reflexes a few seconds short of Blood's own arrival. An amused smile tugged at the fringe of his lips as the Acolyte sought a respectable corner in which to address him. Solely for his will to impress, Blood cast away any current indignation against the brunette man.

"Good morning, Emre."

Always vigilant, the Hunter addressed what he knew his Apprentice considered sinful, his pupil's body language all too telling.

"Have no shame in your practices. It is what those below you, envy. And you accomplishing notice to my presence is a step both taken on your initiative, and earned by your right. "

With the familiar lesson in the air, Blood turned and walked back outside into the vastness of the meadow. And as he found a suitable place to begin his Acolyte's next test, he clicked a button on his holowatch, and initiated Valkyr, his Cathar Sith Warbot, to come and join the pair.

She was currently in the ship they arrived in, charging. But as the command came in, she exited hibernation mode and unlocked herself from the ship, sprinting towards them. With her moving so incredibly fast, she was sure to be perceived as different in the Force compared to the rest of the subtle planet.


[-Begin Sense Force Disturbance - -100 WC-]

[Emre Mor]

"Have no shame in your practices. It is what those below you, envy. And you accomplishing notice to my presence is a step both taken on your initiative, and earned by your right. "

Disappointing his master upset the young student; he did not want to prove himself as anything but worthy. He would not make the same mistake, but instead be proud of who he was and what he was going to become.

Emre jumped to his feet to follow his master out of the resort and into the environment of the beautifully rebuilt moon. He began to sit as he had done in the past, seeing everything around him. Emre noticed a sound of his master tapping on something, but he ignored it.

Emre concentrated as he did inside the resort, only this time it was a little different. His mind expanded exponentially being outside of the resort, seeing all the beauty that was brought to this moon. He felt the presence of his Master near by; he wanted to prove himself. Expanding out like a shockwave through the moon’s environment the young student could feel life thriving on this moon. Nature in itself, shone brightly within the puzzle pieces of the force, it was glorious. What was even more splendid was the plants and the trees were a hub of life for the creatures around them. Almost numb to everything around him, Emre found himself enjoying the calm throughout the moon.

Then out of nowhere, Emre’s stomach began to turn. He could feel something out of the ordinary within the force. The presence disrupted everything he had been previously feeling. The trees and plants nearby didn’t shine as brightly with this disturbance near them. It was as if something was moving through the life and environment disrupting the puzzle pieces as it moved toward him. His heart began to race; he couldn’t figure it out what was this presence. Emre began to panic, concentrating his hardest to figure out this anomaly. Sweat started to beat from his head; he did not like this feeling at all. As the being got closer and closer, he could start to decipher what the disturbance was. The presence felt as if it had no signs of life other than it moving. He felt the being as if it were right next to him; it was ice cold. The being was rushing towards them at an alarming rate, but he had seen this being before. As it was in earshot, the young student solved his own problem; he knew that the disturbance in the force was! It was the cyborg from the ship they arrived in, but why was it coming to attack the pair.

-End Sense Force Disturbance App- -Word Count: 328/100-

The young student jumped to his feet, taking a more defensive stance as his head snapped around to his master. His heart beating even faster now, he was unsure of why the cyborg was coming at them so fast.

“Lord Blood…” he said concerned.

[Slade Xandir]

Blood knew the silence was simply the undertale lie of peace. Silence gilded the madness that went on around them. There was no peace; there was only passion. And for Emre to come across this realization in the gilded silence of the night caressed Blood's ego in a knowing manner; his student was being taught simply from being around the man. He hadn't need to do much other than guide the younger male through the process of the transformations, as Emre was who triggered his own awakening. Blood had given the Apprentice the rope, and he sat back while he watched Emre either use it to climb out of the damnation of Unknowing, or hang himself.

With interest, the Sith Lord observed the reaction of the man to the unseen 'menace' en route to them, the pupil taking pulling himself in a wary position as his 'fight or flight' instinct kicked in. Seeing such an immediate trigger in this man Blood knew his Sense was sharpening enough well on its own. Soon, he would be on the cusp of unlocking the ability to sense real danger, to sense what there was out there to really be avoiding of. From this display, Blood already confirmed the ability to Sense Danger would come easy to his Apprentice. He was already growing comfortable using his inherited blessing, and now with knowing, came understanding.

The cyborg came to them, bursting into the clearing betwixt them. She held the latest 4 messages that were sent to the ship. He had told Fox and Mercy to send their messages there so they wouldn't interrupt the time he had with intergrading Emre within the knowing of the Force. Valkyr was here to simply delive the holograms so he wouldn't have to walk all of the way back to the ship.

"Play the messages, Valkyr."

With the command, the ivory and ebony felinette sculpted Warbot went from oldest to newest transmitted holograms. Before the trio, the spectrum of reds appeared. Mercy was brought to light in various shades of ruby, highlights of holiday red and shaders of dark burgundy. Skin of semi-transparent pink and face half covered by her hair, same as usual, greeted him as the words came forth. "The hive of zealots that retreated to Hoth are gone now. All traces are eliminated, and I've taken anything valuable they had, which wasn't much. Just a couple of training weapons; they weren't anything more than Acolytes. Or their training was that of, anyway. Sent the weapons in a capsule to Sojourn's storage." With that, the message ended, Blood pondering what use he could have had for following a weak end. Before he could conjure up much, the next message played. "Met with Dastan on Tattooine. Gonna see what this lead is he has and bring the results; if any, back to you." That message clicked to a close and Blood was immediately curious of what was going on with his second Beta. She had made it clear she loathed Dastan, and wouldn't even share the toxicity of their relationship with hi,m. But since he deployed her to Moraband, she hadn't come back, and that had been a few days ago. He wasn't worried; he instilled quite enough in her for her to handle above average threats,...but this was something new. He would have have to have a chat with Fox and see if she shared anything with him before departing.
The Sith Lord didn't like secrets unless he was the one keeping them.
And two could keep a secret if one of them was dead.

Blood disregarded the next messages Fox had left with a flick of his wrist. He would just hear about them in person.
The Sithian began striding back to the resort, Valkyr keeping an even pace with him. "There's a member of my pack I want you to meet, Emre. The other will arrive eventually; she's busy, so it seems. Too busy to tell her Alpha exactly what she is up to."

There was no irritation in his voice, but it coiled and seared everything indiscriminantly in his chest, his anger being stoked with every step he took towards the resort. He would get his answers, whether it came from Fox, or the snatched tongue of Mercy, herself.

[Emre Mor]

Standing firm on the ground, Emre was shocked to see the cyborg moving so fast towards the pair. The cyborg smashed through the clearing and ended up right in front of Lord Blood. He would be lying if he said he didn’t take a step back or two at the shock of it moving in so fast. He turned to his master, who was looking calmer than the young acolyte. He found peace in the fact that Blood was so calm, so he too relaxed himself. Emre had to remember that no matter the situation, his master would know what to do and could trust him.

The cyborg stood in front of Lord Blood awaiting instructions.

"Play the messages, Valkyr."

Emre watched as the messages streamed as holograms from Valkyr. The first message revealed a beauty as she gleamed in the red lights of the hologram. Listening intently to how she communicated with Lord Blood. It seemed she had been dispatched on an assignment to Hoth to eliminate a group. Emre had read of Hoth, a planet mainly of ice and snow. He did not know why anyone would want to hide out there. The message was critical of the group who had been hiding out there and was sending training equipment back. The young man wondered how much use that provides Lord Blood.

The second message rolled on another beauty in the ruby lights streamed through the hologram. This one was more confusing to Emre; it was short and didn’t quite make a point. She was meeting with someone named Dastan on Tattoine. Just like Hoth, Emre had read about this planet. It was a vastly different as it was a populated desert planet. Lord Blood didn’t seem too pleased with this message.

As more messages appeared to be about to stream, Blood turned them off and strolled back to the rest with Valkyr following. Emre eventually caught up to Valkyr taking a place behind his Master.

"There's a member of my pack I want you to meet, Emre. The other will arrive eventually; she's busy, so it seems. Too busy to tell her Alpha exactly what she is up to."

Emre turned to his Master as they were nearing the resort. Blood seemed upset with the last messages lack of clarification.

“Lord Blood, who are they?”

[Slade Xandir]

"They are my two Betas. The first goes by the name Fox, and the other goes by Mercy."

Blood marched through the resort's threshold and past the corridor that led to the suites. To the miniature mansion docked under the inscription '1', he waved a hand over the keycard slot, initiating a green light as his Force altered the electrical mechanic in the lock and pushed open the door. Through the entrance and up the flight of lavish stairs he walked with purpose to the farthest room down the hallway, and unlocked that door, as well. Walking into the Apprentice's impressively sized room, Blood was greeted by Fox as he he had already been sitting up in his bed; he had felt his Alpha coming.

"What's bitin', S? Somethin' dirty fell?"

Fox was well known for his accent and use of Corvione Slang, and despite it being just a form of language used in the Family Mafia he and Slade had come from, Blood hadn't used much of it. He understood it well, but kept it only between vocal transmissions.
Blood moved out of way from the doorway, allowing Emre room to join him.

The brow above an emerald eye rose as Fox up-downed the newer man. Rubbing a hand sleepily through chestnut layered short and spiked hair, the muscled Apprentice tried to blink himself more awake.

"Where is Mercy, Fox. Has she contacted you?"

Fox blinked again, his clarity coming to rise as he felt the importance of the situation. "Nah, boss. Fury went clear off map. Prob howled more at your ear than mine, since I haven't got anything from her since that weapons thing way back when. I sent you a coupla' barks on tell dealin' with me not hearin' a whimp from her."

Fox immediately grew concerned for his pack sister.

"Is she chill, or we gotta swoop her or somethin'"

Fox had turned back to Emre after his inquiry, then asked, "And what's his tag? He a new blood?"

Blood turned to Emre and made a gesture for the newest recruit to introduce himself to his newest pack mate.

[Emre Mor]

"They are my two Betas. The first goes by the name Fox, and the other goes by Mercy."

Emre was surprised; he did not know his master had other students that he taught. He hadn’t met them yet, but he was determined. The new student wanted to prove himself worthy among Lord Blood’s acolytes.

The three walked through the resort center again; he wondered where they were going. Instead of heading toward the mansion he had recently stayed in, his master chose a different path. They reached another magnificent mansion and with a wave of his hand the door opened instantly. Emre looked at the lock and his keycard puzzled, he wished he could do that.

Lord blood surged ahead up the stairs and down the hallway, with Emre following behind at a slower pace. He leisurely walked up the elegant staircase, admiring the building. Once he neared the end of the hallway he heard unrecognizable jargon greeting his master. He stopped at the doorway of the room, excited to see a new face.

"Where is Mercy, Fox? Has she contacted you?"

This one was Fox; he was as intimidating as Blood was. Emre could feel Fox eyeing him up and down, sizing him up. The tanned young man returned the favor, trying to figure out his Master’s other apprentice. Yet when Fox replied to Blood, he had a hard time understanding him. He wondered where this man had came from, picking up slang like this. Emre could decipher a few sentences here and there but the reply as a whole, he was lost.

“And what's his tag? He a new blood?"

As his master turned toward him, Emre knew he was asking about him. He quickly entered out of the doorway to make an acceptable greeting.

His response was quick and quiet, “My name is Emre....”