Looking around the planet seemed fairly desolate. Thinking aloud "Why would anyone want to inhabit such a place?"

Hiding his presence within the force Chikami followed Malice who seemed to know where he was going. Walking along Chikami did not speak, he was to busy thinking about what was to come.

The two continued to walk, a mild sand storm had stopped them for a few minutes. Without the force to help them see they both had to stop and shield their eyes. Once it cleared they continued on their walk. The sith knight kept an eye out looking all around them, making sure noone would see them. That's when he got an idea.

*Chikami come here*

Reaching into his white cloak, Malice pulled out a pair of black clothes and two thermal detonators.

*Put this on, this will signify that you are a member of ASE. It has their symbol on it, with this we may get around easier. And these thermal detonators are to complete our mission*

Talking in a low voice he began to explain the mission to his apprentice.

*Ok so you understand right. Good, when the time comes we will have to split up. Whatever you do do not attract unwanted attention to you, nor use the force in anyway. We do not want to be found by the other sith, it would prove fatal for the both of us*

Malice and Chikami quickly slipped into the black robes he had. The ASE symbol right on the front of the robe.

*Alright now let's continue*

The two sith once again set off.

OOC:Chikami, i shall e-mail you sometime today.

The Dark Lord of the Sith chuckled slightly, watching his 'guests' over the security camera's which the Emperor had installed upon building this place.

"So, they believe we are stupid do they? Well, let them come.... Commander, change the computer's access codes. Let us see them enter this complex."

The Dark Lord chuckled.

Chikami does as his master directs him placing on the ASE robes. "Something feels strange about this master. Almost like a looming danger over us." Continuing on without further comment on the matter.

Somewhere in hyperspace....

Zeta had been away from Xa'Fel for quite a few days now, he had set off to complete some matter of importance that pertained to The Naboo Sith Order.

Yet as he made his way back home, he felt something protruding through the air by way of feelings in the force.

This feeling...it felt familiar, a feeling Zeta himself had felt no more than a few weeks ago.

It was all placed on one man, for now at least....

Zeta snarled as he spoke aloud, anger rising into his facial features.

"Dark Lord of the Sith!"

Somehow, for some reason, Zeta felt him.

He despised the Dark Lord, loathed him, more than loathed him...This hatred he felt for this man was worse than the hatred he felt for Malice, and that was indeed saying something.

He remembered his encounter with the Dark Lord. He remembered all his brethren that were with him, and that had made the Dark Lord very lucky...

For if Zeta's brethren had not been with him that day, he would have truly taken his anger out upon the Dark Lord, without fear of being reprimanded, for that was the only thing that had kept him from striking the Dark Lord that day.

So he called himself Dark Lord of the Sith, but to Zeta, he was just another Sith. A title meant nothing in the big scheme of things. A title perhaps made you more well known, more remembered as someone to remeber in history, but take the title away, and you were just like any other Sith.

Well, you were just like any other Sith, except for the part of you that set you apart from the rest.

The Dark Lord's presence was not the only presence he could feel. He felt his brethren too now, they were all feeling the same as he did, perhaps they had become closer to the presence that Zeta so loathed, but nonetheless, they all felt him.

Zeta indeed was not imagining things...

Yet he still had to report in and could not follow his feelings within the force, the place that would lead him closer toward the Dark Lord.

He reached out with the Darkside, the ripples of darkness he felt only growing stronger as he did so.

He needed to make contact with his Master.

It was said that an Apprentice and Master could sense one another no matter how far apart, though that may or may not be the same always between just brethren, except for perhpas on rare occasion like now, where Zeta could sense hios brethren, even if they were not with him. The waves of darkness were just that strong.

He had found his Master's presence, along with Lord Poreon's, they were still at home.

Master...I have completed my mission. I seek to return home, but...The force tells me I should not for I feel a presence. It is the same one I felt no more than I few weeks ago...The Dark Lord of the Sith...and I feel my brethren, they are somehow, close to where he is. Yet I myself am prevented from fallowing my feelings within the force, until I have made contact with you. What do you wish for me to do, my Master?

He awaited Darth Snack's orders, there was not more that he could do anyway except wait. Though he longed to hear that his Master would tell him that he should follow his feelings within the force, but he would accept whatever order was given to him.

Though he made a mental note that if his Master did not let him go, that he would one day seek out the Dark Lord's presence and he would show him the true meaning of what it meant to be a Sith....

The Dark Lord sat silent, watching the viewscreens before him. If they attacked, they would be met with deadly force. However.. he hoped it would not come to that.

His plan thus far had gone as he had foreseen. The Sith were becoming united, in a common goal of hatred. Soon even the Jedi would be pulled into his plan. The Jedi would fall, becoming what they hated most.. and all Sith would be united in hatred for him.

Perhaps in time, hatred would grow to respect. That was, infact, the ultimate goal. However, if it did not.. atleast they would be united. Even now he could sense others, grazing him in the Force. Others would soon seek him out.. and his plan would become reality.

The time was coming, the Sith would once more dominate the galaxy...

The two sith continued to walk, Malice too was getting an uneasy feeling. He stopped and took a look around....suddenly something caught his eye. A short but bright flash just a little distance from them. There was more then one too.

*Now what could that be*

Malice quickly ran up to one of them, his face suddenly filled with anger.

*A video cam. So, they know what we are planning to do then. No matter nothing shall stray us from our given duty*

Malice took out his saber and sliced each one of them in two. He knew there would be more, but it did not matter now. Malice turned to Chikami, giving him a holo cron.

*Take this, it has a map of the planet. Our mission is to destroy their primary and secondary generators. You head for the secondary, and i shall go to the primary. Be careful Chikami, this mission is indeed one of the most dangerous you will ever have to go on*

Nodding to his apprentice, Malice turned and quickly ran off. The sith knew they would have to hurry up and finish their task if they wanted to live. Though through the force Malice could feel that his bretheren would soon come, and then this planet would be washed in the blood of the traitor sith.

Chikami nods to his master as he leaves. Using the holocron Chikami pulls up a map of the planet, and locating the secondary generator turns and starts running. Chikami begins drawing upon the darkside pumping the power granted to him into his speed. Running towards the generator Chikami leaves a small dust trail.

Hiding the holocron in his robes Chikami pulls out his saber and ignites it knowing that it will come to find use very soon. Running along the planets surface Chikami cuts down 3 more security cameras set in his path.

Almost an hour had passed by since the two sith had landed on the planet. And yet no one had come to greet them, Malice fund this quite hard to believe.

*I wonder where they are, i know i can sense them. They are on this planet and yet they do not show themselves. Maybe they're scared*

The sith speaks out loud.

(Or maybe they want us to come to them. Well, in due time my enemy sith we shall hunt you down. And we shall kill the whole lot of you)

The sinister thought crosses his mind. looking forward he could see a building structure begin to take shape. Checking his holocron he found it to be the generator he was sent to destroy.

*Well now i've finally made it. Once these babies are down then this planet is TNSO's for the taking*

Malice edged ever nearer still remembering to keep his force presense hidden. The sith started to scope out the security around the building.

The Dark Lord grinned, if slightly. They had found his camera's, atleast some of them, but they had no way of keeping him from watching them through the eyes of his faithful massassi warriors, and the animals which protect his lands.

"Time has come to welcome our guests. Have a few massassi make them feel.. welcome."

With that, a small band of massassi warriors were dispatched toward each of the men upon the planet. Maim knew their plan, it was obvious, However... it would not be successful. The greatest thing about his complex was that because it was built by the Empire, it was secure.. and because it once housed the Emperor himself, it was safe below ground, atleast the important pieces of it.

Time would show the true intentions of these Sith, though the Dark Lord needed none.