Stuck on the planet of Xa Fel as a traitorus Sith Knight did not seem pleasant. Stormtroopers would be released, intelligence agents would be released, and Sith would be released all in hunt of one crazed Sith unwilling to sacrifice his ideals in the name of power.

For the sake of self preservation, Pyrael said, "Fine." He began sulking off into the shadows. "I'll be in my Quarters, finding what data I have on my personel. When you are ready, find me, and I shall take you to the main labs of Aaron Astrin Operations..." Pyrael stalked off to his dormitory.

Xireon furrowed his brows, glancing sidelong at Snack. As Pyrael left the room, he turned, sighing, and faced the Sith Lord. This would be difficult- not only was there the obvious difficulty of finding this sacred paper they sought, but the problem of trying to make a group of Sith work together- a group so varied and insane that this was to be the most difficult part of all.

"Snack... you should have stayed your tongue. Pyrael is... a creation... much as I am. I feel a certain kinship with him, I confess- he is dealing with problems of identity you will never, can never understand."

Xireon sighed again, as he seemed to be growing prone to doing, and waved a hand, forestalling any response from the Lord.

"We needn't fight amongst ourselves. We should... begin preparations."

Aaron... Snack's thoughts ran wild as he watched Pyrael leave the room. Could it be?

"..."

His eyes shot back as Xireon spoke, trying to calm the Sith Lord down. He noted the hand held up by the Sith Creation to halt Snack from answering, and Snack nodded, respected the visitor's pressence. He listened and waited for Jiren to finish.

"Then I shall explain myself later. This is your quest. We are here to aid you in it. What will you need?"

Xireon nodded and spoke.

"I will need all the manpower you can offer. We will travel as one to Coruscant... it has been under the dark influence of the Eternal Rogue Order for quite some time. It should have something to offer us in terms of information.

"Then, we will set out in two groups... we will search for information in the two most likely areas. From there... well, we shall see, won't we?"

Snack kept his gaze on Xireon.

"Coruscant? Eternal Rogue Order? I haven't heard so much as a peep from them in a long while. But if it is manpower you want, I shall do my best to gather who and what I can for you. We leave when you see fit."

Xireon shrugged nonchalantly, dismissing the Lord's words.

"The Eternal Rogue Order, by fair means or foul, are gone. They will be not an impediment nor an ally; they are not what we seek. They are only the creator of it; their shadow on the city world has created a darkness the New Republic will have a hard time erasing. In this darkness, we will find what we seek.

"Answers."

A maniacle gleam entered the young warrior's red eyes.

"Let the preparations begin."

Xa Fel looked minute, shrinking in Xireon's viewport like a tiny grav-ball floating on an infinite lake of putrid black water. The stars were tiny crystals...

Xireon smiled. Xa Fel and Ziost; the first planets in the glorious Sith Empire, renewed at last.

The two Star Destroyers stopped lumbering through space and lept forward with lightning speed, scraping the stars into long lines, and then swirling them into what became a blue cloud, as the Sith of the expedition moved on towards Coruscant.

Expedition, or quest? Or wild gundark chase?

It didn't matter. Xireon was right, and he knew it; down the path to Xal Kra lay power infinite. Perhaps destruction, yes... but the Sith had to gamble, risk it all. It was not the will of the darkside, for it's greatest warriors to sit on their planets and atrophe.

Xireon activated the hypercomm, and spoke to the now-invisible ship which housed the Sith of TNSO.

"Snack... you are on course, I expect. Is Pyrael with you? He is essential to this mission."

"Yeah... we're on course. And yes, he is here... much to my pleasure."

His voice sounded tired and was filled with dry sarcasm as he spoke through the comm to Xireon. Looking over his shoulder he saw Pyrael sitting, being awfully quiet. Why was he so important...

Cutting the comm withthe other Star Destroyer, Snack turned in his chair to face the Sith Knight.

"Why are you so vital to this mission?"

Pyrael sat in his chair, bobbing back and forth as if dovetting. He let a smile creep over his twisted face, and his eyes expanded with interest. Between bobs, "I am only as vital to this mission as you make me."

The smile on Pyrael's face widened, revealing semi-perfect teeth. Snack's attentioned shifted slightly from the fact at hand to Pyrael's teeth. How could such a mutilated body have such perfect teeth?

"You're looking at my teeth..." Pyrael continued smilling, but the perfect teeth were naught. Instead, they were replaced with twisted old hag's teeth. A split second later, the teeth were back to being perfect. "...the Force is an amazing thing if you know how to use it."

"Who cares why I am important? Me, I'm just humble 'rill." The bobbing was quite mesmorizing, "I'm just 'rill... everyone makes a fuss over me. I don't see what's so important. Afterall, who'd want to be friends with a Human-Vong offspring?"

Pyrael began swirling in his chair, "Not me; thats right. I'm my own worst enemy... I get these visions all too often. I see things, I hear things and I am things."

He stopped swirling and began bobbing again, "But who cares about me? Tell me about yourself, Snack, and we shall decided who really is the important one here..."

"Me?"

Snack looked at Pyrael oddly, as if he had changed forms to a different creature and then back again.

"I'd be lieing to you if I told you, 'what you see is what you get.' I've been one with the Darkness all my life... even when I was a Jedi Knight. They tries to sqeeze it from me.. but it clung on even more."

He glanced around the room a few times, not really lokoing for anything. Why would telling his life story make the final choice of whether or not he was more or less important to the mission that Pyrael was. Hell, Xireon already told Snack that the crazed Sith Knight was vital.

"However, I don't see why it is of much importance to you... Xireon already said that you were key to this... thing."