::Servants of Light::

[Darth Rayne]

Lilith walked through the automatic hydrolic-activated doors of the underground Jedi Enclave, having found it more by rift in the Force than luck. From the outside, the place appeared to be an old apartment complex who'd been charred nearly to hell. Inside though, it was lined with life: trees and shrubs, indoor waterfalls, and disciples. Followers of the Jedi Code.

Lilith wasn't surprized to see them all stop what they were doing and turn at once to stare at her. She could feel their questioning stares. Who was she? Was she Jedi or Sith. Her chaotic alignment made it a little hard to tell. Her body bore markings like that of what a fallen Jedi would gain upon falling far to the darkside. But, yet, hers were born completely from the light.

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Hayley looked up as one of the younger apprentices ran to her. Fear present on his face and Hayley worried that a Sith had infiltrated the academy. She grabbed her lightsabers...prepared for a fight.

"Master Darrah!"

"What is it?" Hayley asked.

"Someone's here." The apprentice said, out of breath.

"Who?" Hayley followed the apprentice back to the entrance. She sighed in relief when she saw who it was. She hadn't seen her since she was merely an apprentice on Dantooine. But she's recognize her anywhere, nonetheless. "Sheik."

Lilith turned, only one person had ever inisted on calling her that. "Master Darrah? But I thought you died on-"

"No, I came here, gathering Force-sensitives and protecting them from the Sith." Hayley smiled. "It's good to see you again. I ahve to ask, though. What are you doing here, Sheik?"

[Darth Rayne]

Lilith shrugged nonchalantly, feeling tons of questioning gazes on the Force markings that graced her almost elfish features. "Felt something and acted on a hunch. Good thing too, didn't realize that on a planet with so much noise, it was actually possible to train a bunch of Force Sensitives... expecially ones this young." She shook her head, her midnight blue hair shimmering like bits of aqua glitter were strewn within it.

Looking around and being amused by the red faces that turned as her eerie glowing eyes fell upon theirs, a thought occured to her. "There's another Master here? One I know, less the Force leaves me mistaken."

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Hayley smiled. "Of course...how rude of me not to introduce him. Let me call him up here...he's in the Holocron room at the moment." Hayley pushed a button on her small wrist watch. "Mical, can you come up here for a sec...there's someone here that I think you should meet."

Lilith was caught off guard by the name. Mical. She hadn't heard or seen him in years. Last she had heard was that he had quit the Order...so how was he a Master now? Her heart leapt as she watched the tall, blonde Jedi enter the room.

"Sheik, this is Jedi Master Mical Disciple." Hayley introduced, still calling Lilith by that ridiculous name, yet for her...it had always been one derived from compassion.

Mical bowed respectfully. "A pleasure."

He certainly has grown... Lilith thought to herself. "Greetings, Master Jedi." She replied, a faint smile tugging at her lips. It was obvious he didn't recognize her... or he is too busy focused on Hayley. He looks like a lovesick puppy dog.

"Mical, you may have met her before long ago..." Hayley hinted...but she kenw Mical didn't know who she was. "This is Lilith."

"Lilith?" Mical said, jaw dropping. He hadn't seen her in what seemed like forever, and yet here she was...and she looked very different than she had when they were just padawans.

"Hey, Mical. You seem to be doing good for yourself...joined the Jedi, I see?" Lilith said, smiling. Well, at least he remembers me... "No doubt thanks to Master Darrah?" Lilith had said it slightly more bitterly than she had intended.

Hayley seemed to catch it, nonetheless. "Mical, Lilith, if you'll excuse me. I need to run a few errands..."

"Would you like me to escort you?" Mical asked eagerly.

"No thank you, Mical." Hayley answered. "Mind staying here and watching the apprentices?"

Mical smiled. "Not at all."

"Thank you." Hayley smiled warmly at him. Lilith could see the connection they had, even though it seemed that Hayley didn't know it...or chose to ignore the feelings of the heart which wouldn't be a surprise.

Due to Hayley's abrupt exit, Mical was left alone to catch up on old times with Lilith...

[Darth Rayne]

Lilith was shaken by how much of a fighting spirit these old feelings and memories fought to resurface and not even her undying devotion to the light could quell it like it could any other emotion she had. "It's been a long while, before the Mandalorian Wars even... before my departure from the Jedi Order."

"The markings on your face... for a moment, I thought we'd been infiltrated by the Sith. You'll have to excuse me, you've changed so much since Dantooine." He replied, hands in the pockets of his cloak. Lilith blushed and turned away, suddenly embarrased. He can see them... my sins... the ones I've killed to avenge the honor of the Jedi Order. He's dissapointed in me.

"I'm... it's a kiss from the Force... for carrying out its will. I've grown some since then." She lied. The marks were not a kiss from the Force, but lashes from her sins that she put there to punish and cleanse herself. "May I use your meditation chamber?" She pondered nervously.

"But of course. Down the hall and to the right." He said pointing her the way. She didn't say a word as she hurried passed him and to the chamber, locking herself within.

Kneeling within the center, she began to meditate, yet instead of a blue haze of light overtaking the room, an auroura boreolis of color escaped the floor and weaved up the walls. She opened her eyes to reveal that they were glowing even brighter than her Force energy. There were tears in them as she pulled up her right sleeve and grabed her durasteel pocket blade. Light reflected off from it's untarnished surface as she directed it to her forearm where it was clear to see dozens of scars in the shape of the symbol of the Jedi. They were raised noticeablely from the surface noting that she had dug deep... digging deeper each time.

Picking a clear space near where her hand and wrist met, she began to carve another, a hiss escaping her lips. "Force forgive me for my sins. It was not my place to lie about your intentions. It was not and will never be my place to be ashamed of my duty for you." Fresh tears mengled with the ruby liquid that escaped her wrist with each drag of the extremely sharp blade. "Forgive me, Mical, for I am less than worthy." Within the center of the Jedi symbol, she carved a tiny heart."

The Force would heal her if it accepted her appology and her sacrifice, she knew that. But the marks would be there to show each sin and remind her of her destructive path she's led within the light.

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Mical watched Lilith walk away. He could sense pain, happiness, anger, hatred, bitterness...everything emenating from her. She was like a mixture of emotions...and that worried him. She had once been a lively child.

But people change... Mical thought to himself. Just then, one of the small apprentices came up to him.

"Master Disciple?" He queried softly.

"Yes?" Mical replied.

"Who was that woman?" The boy asked.

Mical smiled. "An old friend."

[Darth Rayne]

Lilith exited the chamber soon after and began to just walk around. She'd never felt so akward, so small in this place. She always was the one to fell like a Goddess in the Enclave and now she was reduced to an ant. No, she still held the same power, even infinate more than before. But, with Mical... he just made her feel so small.

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Mical and Hayley arrived back at the Academy soon after Mical had left. Lilith watched the two enter, laughing slightly about something or another. Her envy flared up again, much to her chagrin. It wasn't like her to become jealous...over anything or anyone. Yet here she was, jealous.

Lilith tried to calm her mind and remember why she was here in the first place. To access their holorecords and find lists of where all the Jedi who had followed Jedi were hiding. Then she would exact punishment on them all.

Such was her unfortunate destiny.

"Master Darrah...may I use the holo room?" Lilith asked innocently.

"What for?" Hayley questioned.

"I need to locate someone." She answered.

"I see." Hayley seemed to think for a moment. "Of course."

Lilith smiled. "Thank you, Master Da-"

"Mical, can you escort our guest to the holoroom? Perhaps you can help her find this missing person." Hayley said to Mical who nodded obediently.

Lilith cursed the cunning Jedi Master in her mind. This was going to prove more difficult than she thought...

[Darth Rayne]

On the way to the holoroom, Lilith tried to make casual conversation with him. "So, why did you quit the Jedi Order before?" She pondered as they made their way down a narrow corridor.

"I... I never got chosen. The one I was hoping for a master left for the War before I could be chosen. Then I passed my age of acceptance and I left." He noted, giving to certain names.

"Who was the one you were hoping for master?" She questioned, stopping short of the room that was just at the end of the hall. She noticed a certain fluster turn his cheeks pink.

"It's not important now. I met Hayley and she convinced me to rejoined. She trained me in the Force the way only a Master could and I guess you could say I've grown a lot since you last saw me as well." He covered quickly. He quickly decided to begin guarding his mind, trying not to make it obvious to her. He had to protect Hayley though.

"Ah... well good on her... and good on you for finding her. I haven't had a Master since shortly after I gained my saber." She looked down the hall at the door. "I can get it from here. Thank you for all your help."

"Not at all... let me come in and show you how to use them. Since rescuing some of them from Dantooine and coping the remainder from Coresaunt, they're a bit delicate." He noted, trying not to be obvious about the dire need to follow her in there.

"I'm sure that I can use the Jedi Keepers to my advantage." She spoke referring to the group of non-Force Sensitives that contain non reactive metichlorient levels and are trained in the knowledge of the Jedi. It was a sort of failsafe incase the holocrons were lost. "Besides, you look a bit... drowsy." Just as she finished the phrase, Mical began feeling himself grown uncontrollably sleeply, begining to slink down the wall. He gripped to it, trying to clear the clouds from his mind long enough to figure out what was going on.

I must protect Hayley. He thought just as his vision faded to black. While he layed there, nightmares indused by the Force coursing through his mind, Lilith entered the Holoroom and began absorbing the knowledge of them one by one... destroying each as she went.

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"Feel the Force...become one with the Force and it will guide your movements and actions. Release all concious thought." Hayley counseled to one of the small disciples. She had always loved training the youngest of the Order. She felt a certain bond with them. They were always to eager to learn everything they could about the Force.

She smiled as the young boy deflected another bolt that shot from the remote. She was particularly fond of this boy. His name was Erian and he was unusually strong in the Force, and was determined to know the most and be the best, yet very modest. He reminded her a lot of Mical when he was that age, perhaps that was why she felt a certain connection to him...just as she did with Mical.

"Yes, Master Darrah." Erian said quietly.

Hayley suddenly felt a massive disturbance in the Force, and instantly knew the source. She excused herself quickly and tried to call Mical up on the comm system, but he wouldn't answer. Force, I knew she wasn't to be trusted... Hayley used her speed and agility to get to the Holocron room in time to see Lilith absorbing the information and then destroying the holocrons. Mical lay slumped against a wall.

"Stop where you are, Sith." Hayley said angrily, drawing her lightsaber from her hilt.

Lilith continued her raid, until finally she came upon the one holocron she was looking for...and stopped abruptly.

"Don't move." Hayley said.

"It was you. You are one of the Jedi who followed Revan." Lilith hissed. She ignited her own unique saber, that glistened with Force power. "You are a traitor."

"It is you who are the traitor. Do you even realize the repurcussions of what you are doing?" Hayley asked, slipping into a defensive stance.

"You soiled the good reputation of the Jedi!" Lilith hissed.

"And you haven't?" Hayley retorted. "Look at what you've resorted to. Look at who you're hurting!"

Lilith looked to Mical who was still unconcious. Hayley was right, and she hated her more for that...

[Darth Rayne]

"He looked up to you... his heart followed you where mine remained unseen." Lilith began, her finger on the trigger of her gunsaber. "And you mistake me, I am not Sith. I am no more Sith than Revan truely was. True, I dispise her and her disloyalty to the Order, but she did so on good faith. As I am doing so now. She left the Order, not to defend it, but to go against it's wishes. The Order never gave me orders not to do as I am now and I am upholding it's honor and the honor of the Force."

Lilith's eyes when milky white suddenly, glowing such a bright ice-blue that the blue was hardly recognizable. "I have defended the Force and the Jedi and for my troubles, I have been granted with God-like power. No other creature in this Universe is so much like the Force... so connected to the Force such as I." She looked over to Mical. "I didn't hurt him... he's only being plagued by the turmoil and fears within himself and he's being forced to solve them."

She walked over to where Mical lay and brushed a strand of hair from his face. "He was the older of us... but since I was transferred to Dantooine from Corusant and I met him... I've loved him." she now looked at Hayley, something close to hatred in her eyes. As close to hatred as a Jedi could get without falling. "But you swooped in and I hid it because he made it so obvious how much he loved you. A traitor. He loved what you were blindly, unconditionally, the way a baby loves it's parents. He loves you because he knows no better... but I will not force him to come to the light, because it is something he must find on his own."

Lilith aimed at a holocron in the corner with her gunblade, pulling the trigger and watching as the holocron exploded. She reached up with a gloved hand and the glow that emitted from the holocron swam through the air and into her hand, her eyes flashing as it entered her mind and fused with her soul. "If Revan had been smart, she would have come here and absorbed her memories from these holocrons, her entire life is right here. Or she could have sought out the Keepers."

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Hayley looked at Lilith intently, she was strong...but she believed she could take her. Besides, if she let Lilith go, who knows what kind of damage she would unleash upon the galaxy. "I don't know who put these thoughts into your head...but I will not let you poison the galaxy with the knowledge you have stolen."

"You are the poison, good Master Darrah. You all are poison. The once good Jedi Order is gone. It has been since Revan defied it years ago. What you're doing here...creating this secret legion of Force-sensitives. It must stop." Lilith said confidentely.

"Why are you doing this?" Hayley asked, keeping her eyes focused on Lilith and her senses attuned, but healing Mical at the same time. Strange thing was, she couldn't reach him. His mind was merely a haze of fog to her...closed to the outside world. Whatever Lilith had done...it had worked.

"It is not my choice. It has never been my choice. I am merely carrying out the Force's will." Lilith replied.

"So you're trying to play Force, is that it? Lilith, you aren't the Force! What you're doing, what you've become...it's not natural!" Hayley cried out, standing up.

"It is how it is suppose to be." Lilith said calmly, her eyes glowing blue. "I am a messenger of the Force. You cannot live. You assisted Revan in destroying the Order...now I will assist the Force in destroying you."

Hayley brought her lightsaber up in a defensive stance but before she could do anything...everything blacked out...

[Darth Rayne]

Lilith looked around, confused. She hadn't done that... she hadn't knocked her out. Was it??? Is it the Force aiding me to my cause? She asked to herself confused. Shrugging, she began to rush through the absorbing of the rest of the knowledge before either Mical or Hayley could wake up.

"Stop! I can't allow you to leave here with all this information. It is property of the Jedi Enclave and the Jedi, one of which you are not." Came a small voice from behind her. Turning around, she found Erain standing there, his lightsaber at the ready. Lilith laughed and waved her hand, sealing the doors behind him.

"You put your Master to sleep... why?" She questioned begining to circle him, watching him intently. He was strong in the Force, she had to give him that... but in the environment he was brought up in and by whom... it left loopholes that could be jumped.

"She would have tried to stop you and she would have failed. You would have run off with all the information and Master Mical, killing all of us in your wake." He said, quite sure of his accusations. Lilith pried a little, trying to figure out just what was going on in his head without him detecting... Her eyes widened.

"You have Precognition. Quite advanced for a boy of your age and meager training." She paused and thought a moment. "Your mind is quite eager to learn, very hungry for knowledge. Perhaps I could..." In a split second, she raised her hand and a liquid blue light shot from her palm to his forehead, pouring every bit of knowledge that she had absorbed into his mind, things that Master Darrah and Master Disciple had tried to hide from the Padawans. Dirty truths of the Jedi and more... Now all of it swam in the head of this little Jedi and it began to quickly drive him mad.

As he fell to the floor, she caught him and made her grand escape, taking him captive.

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Hayley woke up some time later...in the medical facility within the Academy. She instanty bolted upright, feeling dizzy and disoriented, she laid back down.

"Easy there." A familiar accented voice said. "The affects of the stasis are still there...so you're going to feel a little dizzy for another hour at least."

"Mical?" Hayley said, rubbing her forehead. Everything came rushing back to her. "The holocrons!"

Mical shook his head sadly. "They...they're all gone."

"What? That's not possible!" Hayley said, dumbfounded. She stood up regardless of how weak she was feeling. "Mical, where is Lilith?"

"I'm not sure." He said sadly. "Sit down, please."

"Mical, I don't have time for any more examinations! I need to find her before- wait, what's wrong?" Hayley noticed the worried look in Mical's eyes.

"Lilith...she...she's taken Erian." Mical said quietly.

"Oh Force." Hayley slumped against the wall and slid down. "And the others?"

"They're fine... Lilith was only concerned with the holocrons and the boy." Mical explained, helping her stand.

Hayley shook her head. "I should have followed my instinct and never allowed her in here. It is my fault that Erian was taken..."

"We will find him. Of this I am sure." Mical said confidentely.

"We have to find him, Mical." Hayley stated pathetically. "He was like a younger brother to me...just like you are."

Mical seemed discouraged by the last comment. He had hoped, deep down, that he was more to her than just a friend...

"Of course. We'll start our search tomorrow-" Mical began.

"Maybe Marty can help us!" Hayley exclaimed at once. "He knows Nar Shaddaa better than anyone!"

"Your bounty hunter friend?" Mical asked distastefully.

"Yes. I'll go see if I can find him-"

"Oh no you don't. You need time to heal before we leave." Mical said.

Hayley sighed. "Alright, but as soon as possible-"

"We'll search for him, I promise." Mical said, turning to leave.

"Oh, and Mical?" He turned back around. "Thanks."

"Of course, it was my pleasure." He said, smiling warmly.

[Darth Rayne]

Erain's eyes darted frantically across the dark room, glazed and glassy. He looked a bit worse for wear, but hopefully he'd recover. Lilith had panicked and acted on impulse, now she was being punished for it.

((OOC: The next part, two parts of Lilith are speaking aloud to each other. +The Force+ that she's been taking orders from and "Herself".))

+You could have killed the boy with such an act! Patience is sometimes the best road.+ A voice said in a deep whisper. Though sounding disembodied, it came from Lilith and her mouth moved as the words escaped.

"I'm sorry. I wished him no harm! I panicked and I needed a place to store the information I had gathered incase I was caught on the way out! I didn't mean to hurt him." She crawled across the floor to him, her eyes tearing up as he jerked and sputtered. A small train of blood left his eyes like two crimson rivers and she about lost it.

+You damaged this boy and he could have proven quite useful to us. Your rash act is causing him to be reprogrammed. The boy is being changed. His insides are boiling and he's becoming nothing but a hollow shell in which you can store more information...+ It informed, reaching through her to feel his head. Her skin sizzled and she cried out in pain, unable though to move. That which was inside her... The Force she reminded herself... held her hand there until it had burnt down to bare muscle and tendons.

"I'm sorry... Space am I sorry! Can I stop it? Can I make it quit before it kills him?" She asked allowed, holding her hand to her and crying hysterically.

+No... it is too late. It's already burnt through his mind and is building itself a home there.+ It began, forcing her to stand. +But you can morn within the chamber, you have meditating and repenting to do.+

Her gaze shifted nervously to the shining knife on the table next to Erain's bed as she grabbed it and headed through the door to meditate.