Bloodlines 17: Love of my Life . . Prakith, the Sith Temple, one day after the events in Saviours 08: A Clear View .
Love. To a Jedi, love is simple.
To a Sith, love is passion.
To a Jedi, love is to be together.
To a Sith, love is power.
To a Jedi, love is eternal.
To a Sith, love is a lie.
The lower level of the Sith Temple.
Darth Jayzaa: "Nayam Soru. At last we meet."
Nayam Soru: "Jayzaa. Stand down."
Darth Jayzaa: "Ha! Your husband once took Darth Gerett's love from him. It is time I evened the score."
With a snarl, Jayzaa leapt forwards and attacked Nayam.
The upper level of the Sith Temple.
Dana Kowls: "Sith. I know you."
Darth Bayla: "I am Darth Bayla. I am what you could be Dana Kowls."
Darth Bayla: "It is time you faced your destiny."
Mary Kringe: "I know you are there Sith."
Darth Jessra: "How perceptive."
Darth Jessra: "A pity it wont save you!"
Nayam Soru: "Jayzaa, you cannot win!"
Darth Jayzaa: 2Darth Alinta may have fallen easily, but I will not! I am the leader of the Sith Assassin's the love of Darth Gerett, Dark Lord of the Sith! I will crush you Nayam Soru!"
Nayam reached out and threw Jayzaa into the wall with the Force.
Nayam Soru: "No. You will not win Jayzaa."
Nayam dodged Jayzaa's charge and swung down, breaking the Zabrack's lightsaber in two.
Nayam Soru: "And your Gerett is not the Dark Lord you think he is."
Dana Kowls: "If you are what I could be with the Dark Side, then I am what you could be with the light side."
Darth Bayla: "An interesting conclusion."
Bayla summoned a bolt of lightning that threw Dana backwards.
Dana struggled to support herself over the gap to teh churning water below.
Darth Bayla: "But it seems that I am the more powerful."
Jessra dodged out of the way as Mary threw a plume of fire at her.
Darth Jessra: "DOes it hurt, knowing that you will never hold Michael in your arms as you wanted, that you will be forced to remain with the lesser Jedi?"
Mary Krnige: "I love Ames. And the only reason that Michael is still Sith is because you are maipulating him!"
Darth Jessra: "Clever girl. Darth Plaito gave me instructions to trap Michael in my claws. I can mould his mind, shape him to do whatever Darth Plaito wanted. And I will see that his plan is finished."
Mary Kringe: "Plaito is dead. Michael will not twisted by him."
Darth Jessra: "Wont he? Michael only needs one push, and he will be lost to you forever."
Jayzaa ducked under Nayam's attack and snarled angrily at her.
Darth Jayzaa: "You will leave Gerett alone! He is mine I tell you!"
Nayam Soru: "There is good in him Jayzaa, whether you see it or not."
Darth Jayzaa: "You will never find it!"
Nayam lunged forwards and the tip of her blade sank into Jayzaa's chest.
Nayam Soru: "No, we wont. Gerett will find it on his own."
Darth Bayla: "And so you will fall Dana. The dark side has proven stronger once more."
Dana Kowls: "Your arrogance blinds you!"
Dana pushed off from the hole, kicking Bayla back as she scrambled for her lightsaber.
Her hand closed around the cool, metal hilt as Bayla screamed and charged towards her.
Dana spun and activated her blade, driving the beam of energy into Bayla's gut.
Dana Kowls: "It is time you faced your own destiny."
Darth Jessra: "You have no idea what Plaito and I planned for Michael."
Mary Kringe: "Michael will make his own way."
Plumes of lava rose out of the pool beside the pair.
Mary Kringe: "Your manipulation ends here."
Mary released her hold on the lava and it came crashing down upon Jessra, melting her flesh away.
Nayam stood over Jayzaa as the Sith Assassin let out her last breath.
Nayam Soru: "You never loved Gerett. Hopefully, he will be free now."
Dana watched as Bayla finally closed her eyes.
Dana Kowls: "Be at peace Bayla. May Rovaniss see clearer without you to blind him."
Mary stood over Jessra's chared body, watching the life fade from her remains.
Darth Jessra: "All... All he needs... Is the opportunity... It will all be his."
Mary walked quickly away from Jessra's broken body, suddenly realising what Plaito and Jessra had planned for Michael Soru.
One push was all Michael needed to be lost forever. One opportunity would give him that chance. Michael was in terrible danger.