"The Real Identity"
By Garnet Seifer (as Lady Ammut)
Tifa Alexandros Lionhart - NPC+
Silverus - NPC
Location: Homebase
Date: Vadris 25, 4 ABY
***
Tifa was restrained on the table, still dressed with white top and the black trousers
that was part of her mission attire. Her face was healing from the bruisers of the
torture, but parts of her body still had several bruisers and wounds to reveal any
information.
She was strong to endure the torture, but she knew it was matter of time that she would
be eventually break and reveal any information that they wanted to know or at least what
she knew.
There were constantly two guards inside the room to prevent any movement of her breaking
from her restrains. Who is holding me here knows what I'm capable of? she thought
almost every time who was the leader of this guards that has so well trained guards and
troopers that made the New Republic to withdraw from the planet. She knew that whom the
leader that was resourceful.
The door opened and through there she could see a white man with white clothes entering
followed by someone with grey cape that covered the body of the person. The grey hood was
on the head, but she could see a mask of some sort of daemon. The white man approached
the table and activated the table that started to move, putting Tifa's body in vertical
position. The white man approached Tifa.
"Lady Ammut wants to speak with you, I advise you to cooperate for your sake."
Tifa didn't speak, she stood there watching the so called Ammut.
"I read on my interrogator's reports that they only found that you name is Tifa
Alexandros Lionhart."
Tifa nodded, she knew that voice from somewhere, but couldn't remember.
"...that you were captured here on this planet! So, what the New Republic was doing here?"
Tifa didn't speak, Aeolus approached her and slapped her face. "Respond!"
"Aeolus that is enough. She won't reveal anything through violence, but she will
cooperate in my own methods. You know well, my methods, don't you Tifa?"
When Ammut told her name the sound was too familiar to be good. "You..."
"Yes, me." Ammut took her mask off revealing her face to Tifa.
"Garnet. How?"
"How?" Garnet paused and approached Tifa. "It is quite simple, really. I wanted to have
quite life making deals, but a inner voice show me the potential I had, so I decided to
become Ammut. Now, I have power then I ever though impossible to achieve. Now what was
the New Republic doing on Homebase?"
"Do real expect to me to tell you that?"
"No, I guess not, but for your luck, we capture several other troopers and one of them
talked a few days ago."
"So, why keep me here?" Tifa asked.
"Well, because I want you to suffer, like I suffer in that prison, the people I trusted
betraying me."
"I didn't betray you, I made choice."
"Let me guess a conscious choice? Don't make me laugh Tifa. You betray me, like the rest
of the people. You simply decided to taking your asses out of the fire, before it could
spread to you and the rest of the people. Now, I want to see you face when I tell you
that I sold you as slave."
"You, what? You can't do that!"
"Yes I can! The difference of my old self and my new self, is that I want you to suffer
and this new buyer will make you suffer in way that in my view is far worse then kept
locked up in here," Garnet said putting her mask again and walking out the door. She made
sign to turn the table to horizontal position, but her body was now facing down. She
could see the feet of the people on the room.
Everyone including the guards exited the room, wondering what was happening. Few minutes
later, some one had entered she couldn't distinguish is it was men or women or kind of
species it was, but one thing she was sure that it was her new owner.
She then felt a sharp pain all over her body and passing out almost instantly. Her body
was released and slowly Tifa gain conscious and got up.
"Your mission?" the owner asked.
"Acquired..."
"Meditation"
by: Alisson Blair
Location: Mountains
Date: Vadris 25, 4 ABY
***
The recent events had proved to be heavy ones when it
came to relevance into the society. Perhaps she had
foreseen it differently, but that did not matter to
the ultimate results or the consequences that drove
them.
She wondered whether the Jedi understood anymore. Or
if their patience and ability to wait would not lead
them much too astray and away from the reality of the
things that surrounded them, and of that which had to
be dealt with at once.
And then again, she knew that surely enough Kal'Aran
would understand...even though she was not sure that
he would approve. She was Jedi, and for that she would
not take the lives of others unless that proved to be
the last remaining option. But that also meant she had
to protect those who could not protect themselves and
help maintain peace. And Alisson questioned herself
whether this was possible with Nieme and Dani ruling
the planet.
Already had the Jedi lost out against overcoming them.
And now that she helped the small rebellion, she was
not sure that they would be able to take the Empresses
off the throne and leadership. The fight was proving
to be a long and hard one, and one could only wonder
where and when it would end.
Perhaps there was no other way to deal with Nieme and
Dani. Perhaps conversations and time for diplomacy was
over, and now all that was left was for them to be
struck down. But then again, wasn't anybody worthy of
a new chance to make up for things?
These were but few questions that roamed Alisson's
mind while she meditated. She could see pain and anger
on one side and suffering on the other... Perhaps a
warning of what was to come. But she trusted the Force
enough to know that whatever it was, it would lead her
well.
After a few moments clearing her mind, Alisson opened
her eyes and stepped outside. A new day was about to begin.