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Kamon sat in his chair. The room he occupied was lined with screens displaying many things. Pictures of planets, pictures of people, and pictures of animals. His desk was occupied by a datapad, and a few papers that he had been filling out.

Outside his wondow, people were flying on their Monteradons. These creatures were swift and graceful friends of those that wanted to be their friends. They were life partners waiting to be claimed. Besides the monteradons, birds of all sorts sat in the trees singing.

His mom used to say that when the birds sang in unison, someone had fallen in love. His mom was right. Kamon was deeply in love with one person. That one person was down the hall only a few doors. That person was Whisper.

He was thinking about her when he was interrupted by a squawk from his datapad. He had programmed it to alert him when new news had been put out. He clicked it on and read the new message. It said that someone had identified a Sith as Zerxes Vondiranach.

The Tholatin Security Force had put a bounty on Zerxes head when he had killed his and Kamons parents. Kamon wandered what had brought him into the spotlight again. He sat back and pondered the question.

En route to rendezvous with Kamon, Whisper was reading over the information scrolling slowly on the datapad resting in her lap. Diete Somir had summoned her presence for a private meeting to discuss possible terms of not only an alliance, but business terms as well for the production of a small fleet of ships.

Lifting her soulful eyes from the datapad, she rubs at the bridge of her nose, then looks out the viewport. So peaceful in the far reaches of space. Gaseous planets seem to be surreal with their hazy glow against the backdrop of deep black; dotted with stars -- some of which flicker and sparkle, others remain ever present with their bright (or dim) light.

"Ma'am? We should be arriving within the next few hours."

The pilot of the one passenger shuttle announces over his shoulder to her.

"Thank you."

Her whispered voice wasn't hard to hear in the close confines of the personal craft.

Laying her head back against the seat, she closes her eyes and allows her eyes to drift closed. A few hours of sleep certainly wouldn't hurt; after all, she has a lot of work to do when she meets with Kamon once more.

The tracer had been place very carefully on Whisper's ship. This was to be a quick hit and run. The Assassin Droid CJ 1, known as CJ, stood aboard the bridge of one of the twin Republic Class Star Destroyers. The starlines of space shrank to pinpoints of light as they dropped in almost directly before the small shuttle.

CJ mimicked a human grin.

"Lock on tractor beam, take that shuttle aboard. When you have her, bring her to the bridge."

"Yes, ma'am."

The fleet performed with the precision she expected. It was almost mechanical, which was to be expected of a droid commander. She stalked the bridge, perhaps one of the most advanced droids ever created.

Her master's fleet waited only a short jump away by hyperspace. She would, however, make several micro jumps to throw the trail. Once she had the woman in her custody of course. This would prove to be both an easy and most fruitful endeavor.

Her master would be pleased.

(Fleet Manifest listed in OOC thread.)

Warning flaxons blurted in the cockpit, warning a moment too late of the ship that suddenly appeared on its sensors.

"Strap in!"

The pilot shouted to Whisper as he attempted to turn the shuttle and flee as quickly as possible. Sending an emergency transmission to repeat its mayday across all open channels, he jinks the controls hard to port while increasing the shield strength.

Of course, against the Star Destroyer, this was futile. Minimal weaponry aboard the shuttle also made it virtualy impossible to do any damage at all, however he had shot off a volley of turbolaser fire anyways.

Suddenly the shuttle lurches, throwing the datapad from Whisper's lap to the floor where it slides up into the cockpit and comes to a rest under the pilots seat.

"What's happening?!" She asks in a loud whispered voice, looking from the cockpit to the viewport. The immense size of the Star Destroyer engulfs her view, her eyes go wide, and she unbuckles the restraints. Just as the restraints are removed from one shoulder, she finds herself being lifted bodily, a firm grip on her bicep as the pilot yanks her from her seat. The tractor beam has successfully swallowed the shuttle whole, drawing it into its deep underbelly.

"Ahh!" Shaking her hair from her face, she finds herself looking down the barrel of a blaster muzzle, the pilot's hardened eyes pierce her own.

"Do as I say, and you won't be hurt."

Swallowing a hard, dry swallow, she has no choice but to nod once to the man; her eyes returning to the blaster muzzle that is now pressed against her cheek.

"Come on." He commands, jerking her arm as he takes her to the boarding ramp, walking down to come to a stop at the bottom of it.

Terror-filled sapphire eyes grow wider than before as Whisper looks at the men surrounding the shuttle with blasters drawn and trained upon the young woman. Trembling, she swallows a hard, dry swallow once again, praying to the powers that be, she survives.

"Do as I say, and you won't be hurt." he had said. It might turn out to be true, but it could turn out to be just another in a long line of deceptions. He pushed the muzzle of his blaster into her back.

"We are going to the bridge. There is someone nearby who wishes to have a few words with you."

Shoving her forward, he moved with her into a nearby turbo-lift which would take them to the bridge level. He could not help but notice that she was very well constructed and thought that, if he was given the go ahead by his superiors, he might just take a little time alone with her.

Stepping from the turbo-lift a large set of blast doors opened up to the bridge. A stunning looking 'woman' stood there, obviously in command.

"CJ, I have your.. guest."

"Who? Why?" She had started to ask of the man, hoping to get some answers to aid in understanding just what was going on. One minute she's enjoying the serenity of traveling, the next she's being held at gun point, taken to see someone that isnt' named, and possibly killed.

Stumbling when she is pushed forwards, she catches herself before she fall face first to the deck. A few quick glances over her shoulder as she rakes her slender fingers through her long, flax-golden tresses tells her what she already knew: he was not going to play nice.

When in the turbolift, she rubs her arms and risks a few glances to the man; but her eyes always return to the floor. Chewing her lower lip, she keeps her tears at bay, and tries to clear her head.

'Just do as they say, you will be ok..' she tells herself silently. Besides, its not like she has any other choices at this time.

Led onto the bridge, Whisper looks up to the woman standing across from her.

"Who are you? Why am I here?"

"You may call me CJ. You are here because my master has ordered that you be here. Do not fret, you will be with him soon. All will be explained to you then."

Motioning towards her bridge commander, the first in a short series of micro-jumps began. Another followed, then another, and one more.. finally, the last jump was made.. right into what would have been to anyone else a load of trouble. Spread around them in all directions was the Sovereign Fleet of the Crimson Empire.

The flagship, the Eclipse Class Star Destroyer 'Dark Prince' blanketed the space before them.

"To my shuttle bay." CJ announced coldly.

Slavatio 'guided' the woman there and the three boarded a shuttle and were soon bound for the 'Dark Prince'. It was not a long trip, or likely a pleasant one for their guest. Soon, however, all would be revealed to Whisper.. soon, she would be their's.

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- The bridge of the Dark Prince -


Slavatio shoved Whisper to her knees and CJ also took a kneeling position. Before them stood a dark, imposing figure. Garbed in black armor trimmed with crimson, his essence seemed to blanket the area in darkness.

"My master.. " began CJ.. "As you have commanded, so it is done."

"Let me go!" She has spoken from fear, struggling against the grip on her arm even with the blaster pressed against her back. Her tears flow freely, her body quivering like a leaf caught in the gail-force winds of a hurricane and if it weren't for the hand upon her arm, she would have fallen several times.

Even on the shuttle, she was trying to escape. Where would she go? A mind thinking with fear doesn't think; adrenaline just forces the body to react. Kept in the seat until they are aboard another ship, her chin is grabbed as she is forced to look upon the ships in the fleet.

"Its best that you do as we say, or your wimpy lover, Kamon will be annihilated before he ever knows what hit him."

The man's lips were pressed to her ear, his voice angry and commanding.

As her eyes close, he releases her chin with a small shove, tears trickling down her fair cheeks.

Pulled from her seat and the shuttle again, the corridors and turbolifts seem to pass by in a blur. Her head is reeling, she's scared to death and then finds herself forced to her knees; her hands slap against the metallic flooring hard enough to make her palms red.

On her hands and knees, she lifts her head to peer up to an imposing looking man through the strands of hair that hang before her face.

"So you are in the one." he said as he stalked slowly around her. "I can see why he likes you. Though, if I were he I would have given you a proper escort."

He looked to CJ then the woman. "Rise now."

"CJ, Slavatio.. you have done well.. go now, however, I wish to be alone with this woman."

As they left, Jax's eyes fell solely upon the woman. He motioned with his hand, an old Force mind trick. "Tell me about your relationship with Kamon." He said in a hypnotic manner. He knew whatever she said would be the truth, unless she had training enough to resist his mind trick.

"Tell me everything you know about Tholatin as well."

Though had commanded the other woman to rise, Whisper remains where she is; basically cowering on the floor before this dark and imposing figure.

Snapping her head to the side, she watches as the two depart swiftly. The door was open! Quickly, she scurries across the floor, but the doors slide shut once again.

"Noooooo!"

Her palms slide down the door as she slumps to the floor, her head hung low and the tears still streaming down her face. She could feel his eyes boring into her which caused her to quiver again, a cold chill races up her spine.

Her mind becomes a haze, her quivering ceases for the time as she automically responds under this hypnotic state.

"Prince Kamon and I were to become lovers; soul-mates for eternity. Tholatin Drive Yards; ruled by Prince Kamon who is also the Supreme Monarch, is located on the planet Tholatin, a former waste until a company called IDTech terraformed it. However, only half the planet is terraformed, since they rebeled before it was done. Under the capital City is a Nexus that IDTech built that connects it via Gree hyperportals to Reecee and Karnak AlphaCurrently, Tholatin's main source of business is the construction of ships; from personal craft to entire fleets."

The terrified young woman falls silent, having told all she knows thus far about the place. After all, she has only recently become a diplomat for the Prince.