The Rebel Faction

The Sith Lord finally left the bridge of the Styx.

She then proceded to contact her Lord.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ~ M'Lord, Sith Lord Loki and myself are going to the main capital and Sith Lord Magneto is going to the secondary capital. I shall be in contact once I get down to the planet.~<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Her thoughts traveled to her Master Via the darkside. She borded her personal shuttle <!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Deaths Darkness<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> and lifted it from the docking bay. She was given the all clear codes and her shuttle started towards the planet.

The trip was only a few moments not to far from the Star Destroyer Styx. Once her clearance codes were accepted and she departed from her shuttle. The Sith Lord stalked towards the capital building. She knew right where it was because she followed the bloody trail. The Son of Diete Somir II was much like his father, Ruthless.

Her polished black boots left marks in the river of blood within the capital building.

The Sith Lord was not much older then Loki...

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> " Why hello Loki. "<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

She greeted him as she noticed he had hisblaster aimed at the Two heads of state.

Lord Magneto stepped from his craft, landing at the secondary capital building. The main policing force was housed here, and the conquest of a group of infidels such as these would be quick and bloody.

Cloak swaying, the Sith Lord made his way into the building. Arms outstretched, he instantly took hold of the guards weapons with his unique power over metal. Facing each to their own wielder, he commanded them to fire by altering the magnetic fields around them.

Instantly, the room was bathed in blood, brains, and entrails. A sight those feint of heart would surely have been upset to witness. The Sith, however, reveled in it. He enjoyed the display thoroughly as he stalked towards the offices, where he was to find the guard captain.

"Give up, and I will let you live."

The Sith grinned as he spoke the words, for even before he had finished, a letter opener from the desk was imbedded in the chief's forehead. A day such as this would surely make a name for the Sith Lord. Surely it would please his master.

With a wrist comm, he conveyed to the Lady Athena that his mission was completed.

The Dark Lord was awoken from a light trance by the invasion of his mind.

~ Good. You have each served me well. Leave behind a few squads of men. Begin construction of our needed facilities and post our men in positions of power. When it is no longer needed, send the fleet back to the base. We have more work to do. ~

With that, the Dark Lord cut his transmission. No more was needed from this place, his own ship could very well turn around and leave. However, he opted to await the return of his wife. They had not spent time alone together in some time, and the Dark Lord's loins began to ache for her company.

With that in mind, the Dark Lord stood from his meditation position, and headed for the turbo-lift. When his wife returned, he would be awaiting her in their quarters. Celebration was in order.

The Ancient Sith Empire had returned, and returned with a vengeance.