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What are you running from, boy?
The legacy stalks after you.
Lies need to be corrected,
and impostors must be cut through.


Hanging out with the two Jedi had been…Interesting, but it was more on the straight and narrow than what Clayton liked. He had come to enjoy the freedom from the military and the relatively rule free lifestyle he had led as Tenebris’ apprentice. Being around the Jedi had reminded him too much of the military in more than a few ways. It wasn’t as rigid as the military, but the Jedi order was still strict in regards to a lot of things. Askellan had also tried to nudge him to the light side more than once, and Clayton instinctually knew it wasn’t something he could do, even if he wanted to.

So, he left. Didn’t say good bye, didn’t leave a note, nothing. They had been docked at some planet for Jedi business. What exactly, he didn’t know. Didn’t pay enough attention and didn’t care enough. As he was prone to do, he slipped off the ship in the middle of the night. He had done so countless times before, but he always returned in time for departure. Cathedi always fussed a bit about it since sometimes he’d show back up in the middle of the night.

Unlike the times before when he left, he took what few belongings he had gathered in his time with the two. This included the ‘Jedi’ saber pole he had made to help him blend in. While it was unlikely he would ever use it again, it had some decent memories attached to it, something he had few of.

Rather than lingering on the planet, he boarded the first transport he could find. He’d been absent from the Sith Empire for far too long. No doubt the rival sith lord who had ordered Tenebris’ death thought Clayton dead, thus solidifying her claim on Tenebris’ rank. He’d allow her to think that for a short while longer as he got his affairs in order. During the time that he had spent with Askellan and Cathedi, he’d done research. Tracked the money trail from the assassins through several different accounts till he found Darth Mal. Then he did further research, learning about her behavior, learning her favorite haunts, security, and everything else he might need.

It took a bit of time for him to reach Nar Shadda, but since it had both Empire and Republic presence, it was easy for him to slip from the one side to the other. After all, it was easy when he could become a living ghost. Using the force, he could easily mask himself from those around him, then using his telepathic prowess to mask what the force didn’t. A Mandalorian bounty hunter allowed him a spot on his ship…With some convincing.

Within another day, he stepped off the ship and onto Dromund Kaas. Tugging up the hood of his robe, he continued to the spacious apartment that Tenebris had owned. His now, he supposed. No one would really recognize him, and that was fine. He wanted to stay anonymous for what he had planned.

War is coming swiftly,
and soon the sky will be hellfire.
Shadow of the ghost still living,
waits to show what transpired.


The last stage of his plan took a few weeks to put together. Light weight, but study armor was purchased; while his inhuman half was resistant to weak blaster fire, his human half wasn’t. A stereotypical scary sith face mask was also on the buy list. It was common for the more powerful sith to wear them in order to hide how the dark side of the force had twisted their appearance. For him, it would allow anonymity and mask his voice.

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With everything in order, he made his way to the Citadel, where he knew Mal would be. No one gave him a second glance, assuming him to be some no name sith. In a way, they were correct. He navigated the maze of hallways as if he had been there countless times before. In reality, he’d only been to Tenebris’ office once, but blueprints could be gotten with the right…Persuasion.

Rather than being stealthy, he had announced his presence by flinging the body of her headless guard into the wall next to her. Naturally, she demanded who he was. He knew, of course, that this was all recorded. Imperial Intelligence was paranoid like that. “You had my master, Darth Tenebris, killed. Unfortunately for you, you only sent enough assassins to kill him.”

Darth Mal scoffed, “He didn’t have an apprentice.”

Rather than replying, he simply held up his former master’s lightsaber and ignited it. The blade was a distinctive red, but had blue crackling around the edges. Custom blades were pricey and a premium for Sith Lords who wanted to be easily identified on the battlefield. Mal’s smug expression fell away as the blade was turned off and clipped back to Clayton’s belt.

“You were a fool to come here and I will kill you for—“ Her insults was suddenly cut off into a choking sound. Clayton had learned that she was over confident in her abilities and tended to monologue. Fine when dealing with non-force users, but stupid when faced with another Sith Lord. His arms remained, relaxed, at his sides, but his left hand subtle tensed, choking her further.

As she fumbled to pull her saber to her hand, his attention turned to her mind. What he had done to the sith assassins had been crude, raw, and unfocused. He was so much better now. She made a sudden, choked sound before going limp. The only indication that he’d fried her brain was the blood coming from her nose and ears. As an afterthought, he crushed her throat to ensure she was dead.

He dropped the body and leaned forward to pick up Mal’s lightsaber. Minimal acknowledgement was given to the guards and other sith who had arrived. “Have someone clean this mess up.” When no one moved, he turned slightly to face them. “…Or do I need to further remove the garbage from my office starting with you chuckle fucks?”

Apparently, the threat of death or worse, was enough to get them motivated.

Murder, while not unexpected, was a bit disapproved when so blatantly done. Still, with a bit of paperwork and meetings, he had established himself as Tenebris’ apprentice…And with that taken care of, a blind eye was turned to him killing Mal’s apprentices, thus ensuring he wouldn’t have anyone from that line coming after him.

So began the rise of Darth Letum.

From the depths of hell,
bringer of explosive violence.
Death stalks in the shadows,
screams breaking the silence.


While he inherited Darth Tenebris’ rank in the empire, his former master hadn’t really been super high ranked, which meant that Clayton had a ways to go. He took it all in stride as he steadily clawed his way up the ranks of the Sith Empire. At first, he found himself taking the odd job. Perhaps he might by lead an assault on some planet, or maybe act as an escort for some valuable technology, for another sith lord. Now and then, someone ranked above him would…Mysteriously die. Everyone suspected that he did it, but there wasn’t any proof…Not like the first time with Darth Mal.

As time went on, he gained the reputation of being ruthless in combat and as someone with an affinity in using the force in unusual ways…But he was also seen as unpredictable. Someone captured by him might have their life ended by him, but they could also just be dropped off on some random planet. It very much depended on what his mood was.

In any case, he eventually found himself at the top of the hierarchy. The only ones higher than him was the Dark Council. Rumors swirled that he was poised the take over one of the seats, but the honest truth was that he wasn’t interested in a council seat. Too much political bullshit, which was exactly what he told one of the Dark Council members. Exact words.

Unfortunately, being so high ranked meant that he’d occasionally have to go play gopher boy for the Council. Sometimes he was able to weasel his way out of it by gesturing wildly at whatever important battle was going on. However, this time, he wasn’t about to get out of it. Apparently, the Jedi (go figure), were poking around where they shouldn’t be and the Council member wanted them ‘dealt with’. Of course, it wasn’t really said on what ‘dealt with’ was supposed to mean….Never a good thing with Clayton.

So, he headed out to some planet that was only named with a random bunch of numbers. It was a small, foresty thing and evidently had ruins that the Jedi was poking around in. Why this mattered to the Council was beyond him. Personally, he suspected that having him lurking around made them squirm a bit and so they threw random missions at him to get him away from them for a while. In any case, with his personal ship orbiting, he took a shuttle flanked by two trooper detachments and landed about a kilometer from the excavation site.

And without much fanfare, simply walked into the site, ignoring the yelling from the guards. Honestly, the yelling along with the fact that he was a Sith Lord would no doubt cause the Jedi to come running. True to his thoughts, the four Jedi approached him warily. The leader of the little group naturally requested him to leave, and then spewed the whole bit about it being peaceful.

“Yeeaaah…Thing is, you’ve gotten the interest of the Dark Council.” Lazily, he gestured at the troopers that flanked him who lowered their blaster rifles at the Jedi, causing the four to look a great deal grimmer. “I’m sure you know who I am and how little I fuck around. Now, I was told to kill everyone here,” totally not true, “but I’m in a relatively good mood. So, I’m willing to make a deal.”

“We don’t make deals with sith.”

Clayton ignored this outburst since the Jedi was quickly hushed, “In exchange for not killing all the scientists and what not…You four become my prisoners.” He noted how one Jedi looked like he was about to faint and found this amusing. The quiet, horrified noise the same Jedi made when the leader agreed almost made him laugh, but he hid the sound under a grunt. “Good.” Another gesture. “Take their sabers and restrain them.”

Once he had the sabers in hand, he started the little group back towards the ships, with him taking up the back. No doubt the Jedi were trying not to squirm. A short while later, they were on the bridge of ship where he was making a quick holocall to the Council member.

“I did the thing.” He was notoriously informal which tended to irk some of the other Sith.

The Council member regarded the Jedi for a moment, “I meant for you to kill them…”

“You said ‘dealt with’. You didn’t specify. They’re not on the planet. They’re dealt with.”

There was a sound from the other Sith that was likely an exasperated sigh, “This is true. I suppose you can bring them to Hutta for one of the gladiatorial fights.”

Clayton was silent for a moment as he considered this idea, and immediately finding it stupid. A guard behind one of the Jedi quietly snickered, knowing that things were about to get good. “That is the stupidest fucking idea I’ve heard all day.” Clayton announced.

“Excu—“

Clayton cut him off, “These are Jedi. They’re known for getting in and out of situations they’re not supposed to be. They’re more likely to make friends with the damned Rancor and make it eat the Hutt…Which would probably be of benefit to the galaxy as a whole, but I digress. It’s a dumb idea. Won’t do it.”

“Are you defying me, a Dar—“

“Yes, I am. Kbye.” And with that, Clayton ended the call. He knew that the guy was going to fume for a while and would probably bitch him out for it later, but whatever. Turning to the Jedi, he regarded them for a moment. “Now, what should I do with you four?”

Your master fought the demons,
but you set them free into the world.
The shadow quietly stalks you,
herding you where serpents lay curled.



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Sure hope I ain't listening.
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Cathedi had not exactly been sure why Clayton had had the slightest interest in him. After all, he was well aware that he had less to offer than most people. Even with his abilities as a Jedi, most people didn't quite take an interest in him. And he had hardly encouraged any attention to himself, since Jedi tended to place little value on physical relationships per their rules and regulations.

Yet when the other man (man? yes/no?) had started to initiate things, Cathedi had been startled and unsure long enough that he'd realised he didn't actually want to turn him down. In general, to be honest, Clayton's manners and habits had been absolutely appalling. He'd made Cathedi come close to pissing himself a million and one time, and he was sure that that was to Askellan's amusement rather than surprise. Actually, he was pretty sure that his master had encouraged it all.

But when his boyfriend/lover/terrorizer/thing had gone missing, Askellan had seemed to take a bit of pity on him. He'd been the one to suggest that he take some time off to run around and do other things for the Jedi beside tagging along after him. Initially, Cathedi had not been at all sure that that was what he wanted to do. As usual, however, his master had picked up on his mood before he had, and he'd ended up agreeing. Mostly because he could use some time away from the Sith business after having one set out to scare him shitless 24/7.

The random assignment to a random planet had come out of nowhere, but he'd accepted it, if only to have something to do. And it seemed like the best way to stay away from Sith entanglements was to go to a planet only the Jedi seemed to want to go to. Until a Sith Lord decided to park and bitch at them. Cathedi hadn't exactly tried to worm his way out of going, but he had been notably unenthused. While nobody besides Askellan knew the nature of his relationship with Clayton, he had a feeling that a few others had picked up on the 'freaked out by the xeno creeper Sith' bit of his past.

He hadn't really expected anything to happen, in all honesty. Some Sith Lord trying to stir up waves and overstepping his boundaries when it came to approaching a group of Jedi warriors. And then they'd found out who that Sith was. Cathedi had not exactly made his master proud with his reaction to that. But, in his defense, the stories had only gotten grimmer in the retelling, like that was even possible for some instances.

Not to mention that the Sith's words were fairly reminiscent of the way that Clayton had always spoken. Snark and salt and all. Cathedi was not particularly overjoyed by that. He had come here to avoid the dark side of the Force and, namely, that fucky devil that had bolted. Right now, that was who should be furthest from his mind. Even if the Sith was, supposedly, 'in a good mood', he was dangerous and capricious. Trusting Clayton had often been a stretch, even after they'd started their whatever-it-had-been relationship.

And then the Jedi master in charge of things had opened negotiations, or whatever he was going to call it. Cathedi was not exactly overjoyed. Still, Jedi morals were still applicable, so they couldn't exactly decide to fight (and likely lose) and put other lives at risk. Definitely not innocent lives. It went against everything that the Jedi stood for, and while he wouldn't call himself the best representative of the Order, he wasn't completely inept. Mot of the time.

Once the whole disarming-and-restraining thing was done, they got a great view of the holocall. Cathedi was very near to visibly squirming the entire time but managed to not make a total fool of himself, which was nice. If probably short-lasted. He did have to admit that the conversation regarding them being 'dealt with' was well done. And to be honest, if you weren't specific, you kind of deserved what was coming to you.

Deserving things notwithstanding, he was not at all pleased with the idea of being sent to battle in gladiatorial games. What sane person would do something like that? The Sith obviously, but then again, a great many of them were far from paradigms of mental stability. Cathedi wouldn't consider any of their ideas to be very good ones but there you were.

Since the snicker behind them was the first audible reaction to the idea, Cathedi was understandably puzzled as to what prompted it. And then there was a quite frankly amazing back-and-forth that he was sort of glad he'd been able to see. Or hear, or whatever. The cliche teenage 'kbye' made him snort under his breath, quietly enough that he hoped that he hadn't been overheard. But despite things, it was honestly the best entertainment he was likely to get out of the situation, so why not, right?

Given that he was not the official leader of the Jedi presence on the planet they'd just left, he kept quiet when the important question was posed to the four of them. And then the leader decided to start going on about diplomatic immunity and Jedi code and things that even he would tune out. If they'd been able to see the Sith's face, it probably would have displayed a level of extreme boredom precluding a decapitation.

"Personally, I've always been curious as to whether a Hutt would give a Rancor indigestion, but I guess you never had the same question." Chances are that they were not getting out of this alive, no matter what the Sith Lord said. Or at least Cathedi wouldn't count on it. And if their official leader kept talking, things were not going to end well for any of them. Neither of the other two were likely to talk over a Master, and under most circumstances, he wouldn't be either. But as it was, getting the guy to believe that they weren't all needlessly dull was their best bet at getting dropped off-world somehow instead of murdered in some way that they'd find appalling.

"Maybe we get out of this situation before we find something new to get into, maybe not. I guess it depends on how stupid we are and how invested you are in murdering us." Which was likely what this would come down to. Cathedi would not place money on all of them making it out of here alive. Some of them, possibly, but he knew how annoying Jedi could be, even to other Jedi. And Sith Lords tended to be notorious for their short tempers.



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At least his time around Askellan and Cathedi had given him a bit of a buffer to the usual shitty Jedi humor. Still, there was the impression that he was giving the Jedi leader a bland stare at the ‘joke’. “Well, if you want a Rancor as a pet, then you get to clean up the shit piles. Not a very pleasant task, I’m sure.”

Clasping his hands behind his back, he walked to the Jedi master and stared down at him. He had long since cultivated a certain presence with the force. Many described it as ‘that tingle up your spine when something bad is about to happen’. It was an intimidation tactic, pure and simple. “You’re on the Lyssa which is a Arquitens-class command cruiser, with the usual armament along with a few custom modifications. She is fully crewed and carries more than a few Sith Lords, along with myself. Having fought Jedi in the past, I generally consider them to be intelligent. Given that you’re the Master in this little group, I would assume that makes you the most intelligent of the bunch. I would also assume that you would realize that trying to escape would rank as slightly higher that ‘stupid’. Probably ‘obscenely stupid’.”

He paused and shifted his attention to the sole female Jedi, “I would advise trying not to worm out of your restraints. Just because I look distracted doesn’t mean I am…And please, continue to entertain the thoughts of killing me. The truth of the matter is that you’d be dead before you even tried.” The young Jedi went from looking offended to startled as he continued speaking.

Looking back to the leader, “Quite frankly, I had zero interest in this assignment. My time and efforts would be better spent doing other things and the whole thing would have been better suited for some annoying runt of an apprentice. Sadly for you, you got me instead.”

He was about to continue speaking when the Captain interrupted him, “Lord Letum, Darth Kolar is requesting aid on Balmora.” Clayton made a low growl which came out distorted and terrifying due to the mask.

“Tell Darth Kolar that he can go fuck himself.”

“Ah…Still angry at him over the incident at Dovar Nine?” The Captain asked, mildly.

“Yes. Yes I am.”

“Duly noted, sir.” The Captain turned his attention back to his console, leaving Clayton to look back to the Jedi Master, but then his attention went to the troopers behind the Jedi.

“Brig. Individual cells. I want round the clock guards on duty.”



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Cathedi, terrified with the situation in general though he was, managed to still find humour in things. That didn't mean he nearly pissed himself at the growling noise. But the bratty, angry reply was great. Under different circumstances, he sort of would have approved of it, but right now he was just wondering if they were going to get themselves killed. And it didn't seem like the Master's attempts at joking around and talking had done anything in their favour. Somehow he was not surprised.

For now, at least, the Sith Lord didn't seem to have any will to make a point out of them. And while their Master might be inclined to try to talk again at a later date, for now, at least, it seemed like he was going to try the 'silently pouting and complaining' route. Cathedi had no doubt that the other trainees had similar thoughts, especially the one girl who was evidently feeling murderous. She'd probably get in trouble for that later thanks to Jedi standards, but at least Cathedi wasn't of the same thought process yet. Just nervous and concerned and a bit scared. But that was close enough, wasn't it?

And from the sounds of it, they were going to have a long ride to somewhere. Not only long but boring. The assigned guard rotation wasn't too likely to liven things up. If they hadn't been operating under a Sith, Cathedi would have been sorely tempted to recommend one of them do something annoying. But even though the two others were younger than he was, he highly doubted that they could be convinced to do anything that would be stupid. Of course, 'stupid' was a relative term, but still. Jedi were only known for their intelligence in some circles. Most circles, really, but the Sith tended to say they knew better. Cathedi wasn't always honestly sure whether they were being stuck-up or realistic.

But right now he'd guess it was close to being a mix of both. For example, his recent and completely random thought of what would happen if Clayton were here instead of having run off from him and Askellan before. It was probably conceited to assume that Clayton would have defended him in any way, but he hoped that he might mean just enough that something of the sort would happen. Although he was sure that Cathedi's safety would have been passed off as something decidedly unsentimental.

"What now?" one of the others asked quietly as the guards stated to escort them from the room to the brig.

"Now we shut up without shutting down," Cathedi informed him, trying to keep his voice down as well. It was one of Askellan's favoured sayings when it came to troubled times. Listen to orders without blindly following, and all that jazz. Though Askellan had generally put it together a bit better.



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As the guards started nudging the Jedi into single file, Clayton did a very perfect military about face and walked to where the Captain was in front of the window. “Take us to Voss. We’re done with this piss bucket of a planet.” The Captain glanced over at a helmsman and gave a curt nod.

“Avoiding Dromund Kaas for the time being, Sir?”

Clayton grunted, “Jadus can stew for a while, but I’m not dumb enough to waltz back to Kaas City after telling off a Dark Council member. Besides, I’m also likely to find Mortis and yell at him over how much of an idiot is Kolar is.” It was well known to his various Captains and Admirals on how much he wanted to kill Darth Kolar. Unfortunately, the Sith was under the protection of the Dark Council member, Darth Mortis.

“Course plotted.” The helmsman announced, as there was a subtle hum that kicked on to indicate the hyperdrive engine was coming online and power from the core was being redirected. “Initiating hyperdrive in three, two, mark.” There was a brief spike in the hum as the drive kicked on.

“Inform me when we’ve arrived at Voss.” Clayton commented as he turned and left to return to his chambers.

In the brig, the two youngest Jedi sulked a bit. While it was certainly a lot more fun than watching scientists dig up old relics, it still wasn’t much fun to sit there in a brig. The one who’d contemplated killing Darth Letum fiddled with the hem of her robes. At least they’d be able to probably force persuade the guards in some fashion once the ship dropped out of hyperdrive.

However, that thought soon fell away when one of the guards turned out to be a sith. He glowered at the four, “Were it up to me, the four of you would be kicked out of the airlock.”

“Well, it’s not up to you.” She snipped, but then suddenly clawed at her throat as the sith force choked her.

“Careful little Jedi. Darth Lectum didn’t say anything about hurting you, just that you needed to be alive.” He lightly lifted her off the floor before suddenly dropping her with a chuckle, leaving her to sit there gasping for air.



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Well, they had all escaped with their lives. Now to see if that would be a repeat performance. Even Cathedi had found their leader a little annoying so he could only imagine how that would come off to a Sith Lord like Letum. The man wasn't known for his patience. Cathedi actually wasn't sure that he was a man, come to think of it, but there had been various reports and none of them had been particularly credible, though several had mentioned him being at least humanoid.

For the most part, the Jedi were fairly quiet, except for the one girl that caught the attention of the Sith Lord. None of them were exactly pleased about the guard abusing his authority. "If you have to torment people weaker than you to make yourself feel stronger, I'd say you're weaker than we are," Cathedi protested. He was well aware that he was doing himself no favours by attracting an irritated Sith Lord, but he wasn't about to let him keep fucking with a friend of his.

Of course, that meant that the guard decided to also mess with him. It wasn't the first Sith to choke him, not that he'd say that around his Jedi friends. Not that he was sure they were exactly considered friends... But the guard left them alone eventually, probably told off by one of his superiors. Cathedi sat down in the back corner of his cell and leaned against the wall, not uncomfortable yet. Although if he fell asleep, that might change.



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Rumors swirled around Darth Letum, some fact and some fiction. Most of them didn't paint him as a nice person. Really, only he and those that served immediately under him knew the truth of things. He kept a tight inner circle and his admirals weren't keen on betraying him. Compared to many Sith Lords, he was actually fairly even tempered in the sense that he wasn't going to kill one of his crew on a whim. As long as everyone followed the relatively simple rules, the life expectancy was pretty damn good.

Soon enough, the ship exited hyperspace and into orbit around Voss. The planet was home to a nearly xenophobic race who were force sensitive. Interestingly enough, they didn't really follow the Sith or Jedi's idea of dark vs light. Despite this, both groups were keen to bring Voss into the fold. Once informed of their arrival, Clayton sent his guard to fetch one of the prisoners while he got dressed.

Many Sith had their own favored military group, but he had styled his Praetorian Guard after the Imperial Guard. Regardless, they were still the best of the best. Garbed in green with dark grey trim, they wore robes, much like the Imperial Guard, but also helmets that obscured their faces. Much like the Imperial Guard, they were armed with electrostaffs.

Flanked by a trooper, the two marched into the brig with perfect coordination. One of them gestured at the quieter of the two padawans. The trooper deactivated the force field and roughly pulled the padawan to his feel. However, the trooper froze when one of the Guard lightly jabbed him in the side, signaling disapproval.

At this point, the trooper led the Padawan out of the brig flanked by one of the Guard. This left the second Guard to remain on duty.



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Cathedi stood up when the guards opened one of the others' cell, moving to the front of his own so he could see better. "Where are you taking him?" he asked. "Hey!" They didn't deign to answer him, which didn't surprise him, but still. And the fact that the other man didn't come back did nothing to assuage his concerns. He'd bet that the other two padawans and the master were equally worried. None of the guards seemed especially overjoyed about what was going on, so he would bet that it wasn't something evil... or so he hoped, rather.

In their turn, the other two Jedi were also taken, not to return, which only increased his anxiety. Eventually it was his turn, and he had to say, he was not particularly eager to be standing up in the front to see what was going on for once. There was nothing to be done about his summons, however, and more's the pity. So he followed the guards as told and did nothing to attempt to escape. Nothing in that vein would be particularly good for him, he knew that. And despite everything, he did actually want to do his best to come out of this alive, so...

After a short few minutes, they were back up on the deck. Cathedi was clearly scared shitless, but he still did his best to look Dearth Letum in the eyes. His best was not very effective at all but at least he could say he'd tried. For a bit, anyway. Because while Cathedi might be okay at fighting and diplomacy and all that, bravery was not his strongest suit all the time. Especially when facing some totally loco Sith Lord.



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The Council had decided to leave him alone for the time being, which allowed him to hopscotch his way across the galaxy. The particularly murderous padawan had been dropped off onto Hoth. Perhaps that would cool her temper a bit. The Master of the little group got drop kicked to Alderaan. Which only left one. Cathedi.

Honestly, he had saved the other for last, simply because he wasn't sure what to do with him...If he should even reveal himself. He didn't know what the reaction would be upon Cathedi realizing who he was. Sure, he'd caught slivers of the Jedi's thoughts about him, but Clayton was a bit of a different person than when they had been together.

No doubt Cathedi would disapprove of all of his murderous activities. It was really a massive gamble that he was taking, truth be told. So, when the Guard arrived on the deck, he remained with his back to them as he composed his thoughts.

After allowing the tension to simmer for a few moments, "Leave us." Presently, they were at the Imperial Fleet, so there wasn't any harm if everyone let their stations for a bit. It took a few moments for everyone to trickle out as they finished up with whatever it was they were doing, but soon, Clayton was walking over to the Jedi.

"You seem very familiar to me..."



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Leave us? Leave us?! Cathedi's mind produced several scenarios of destruction and despair, most of which included severe violence-fueled means to his end. Nobody who was at all used to stories of the Sith, and this one in particular, would expect to come out of this unharmed. And his mind generally produced scenarios that didn't end in his favour. Askellan had been exasperated with him many a time but it had done nothing to change that habit.

"I don't make a habit of hanging around deranged Sith Lords. So I doubt we've known each other." The closest he'd ever come to knowing a Sith was when Askellan had taken on Clayton as a sort of secondary apprentice. They'd both known that the other man was not exactly Jedi material, but Askellan had evidently refused to entertain the thought of leaving him to be alone on an unknown planet.

But, honestly, how on earth would he seem familiar to someone like this? Cathedi had made few friends, in all honesty, and none of them had been particularly inclined toward dark arts. Well, again, beside Clayton. Although that continued to be something that didn't matter in the slightest right now. He was still freaking out, though not visibly unless something happened to heighten his paranoia.



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"Really now?" He stepped closer to Cathedi, just so that he was crowding the man slightly. Then, he lightly ran his thumb along the other's jaw. He wore light weight gloves over his hands to hide the inhumaness of them, but it would likely be clear that the flesh under them didn't have the same give as human skin. Of course, he also knew that it depending on how freaked out Cathedi was.

The guy was smart, but tended to lose his brain a bit when he was scared. "I seem to remember you having some very vulgar thoughts about me when we first met." He commented softly, the voice modulation of the mask giving his voice a hint of a dangerous purr.

"Or have you forgotten about me?"



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Cathedi knew better than to step backwards when the Sith approached him, but that didn't stop him from leaning as far back as he could without his feet actually moving. Sith Letum was even worse than the normal Sith, if the stories were to be believed. And he certainly believed all of them.

There was definitely something wrong with the dude's hands. What the fuck. What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck. Just about anything would freak him out right now, so the dramatics weren't really necessary. But they were... not appreciated, but definitely noticed. Extremely noticed.

"I don't think I remember ever meeting you in the first place," he replied. Oh god, this guy was crazy. Bats in the belfry insane. Cathedi had a brief, horrifying thought that for some reason the Sith Lord had developed some fixation on him. That was just not something that would work at all. Askellan would doubtlessly never let him live it down if there hadn't been actual danger to him. And if his master had actually been here.

"Somehow I tend to meet people before I forget about them."



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The sad thing about it, was the Clayton wasn't exactly trying to be dramatic about things. He had literally told Cathedi who he was without mentioning names. Unfortunately, it seems that the Jedi was honestly about to piss himself. While that'd be hilarious, it really wasn't something that he wanted.

He really didn't want to pull off his mask and stuff since he couldn't be certain that one of the crew wouldn't walk in. Softly, he made a vaguely amused but exasperated sound as a name popped into his mind. It had been used to tease him due to some of his mannerisms, but he had always found it a bit amusing.

"...Murder Kitten."



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Cathedi was close to making a strangled panicking noise when Darth Letum sounded amused. Oh god, he was gonna die. He was gonna die. This was it. End of the line, and he was just going to be murdered by a random psychopathic dark lord. And he sort of hoped that Askellan found out a bit about it instead of thinking that he just ran off somewhere or something.

And that was when the bomb dropped. Cathedi's brain totally stopped then, then kicked back into a much higher gear. The screechy litany of 'what the fuck' raced back through his head, though for a much different reason than the first time. It... he... but... How on earth was he alive? Why would he have kept quiet? A million and one other questions like that flooded his mind but not a bit of it came out.

"I..." Thought you were dead. Missed you. Could have loved you. Don't know why you left. For a second he honestly wished that he was sitting down. "So you're alive." And at first he wasn't quite sure what to think about that. Or about any of it. Not about a single bit.

His first reaction was one that totally made him fail as a Jedi. Decking a long-lost boyfriend kind of thing was probably not a general reaction, but oh well. Cathedi blinked rapidly, very much hoping that he wasn't going to screw up the rest of this by crying or something equally embarrassing. "You left." Which was the important part. He'd known from the start that he was the more attached one, but he'd expected anything but a silent disappearance when things finally came to a halt between them.

"What now?" he asked, voice shaking. His hand was trembling where Clayton held it but he was ignoring that for now. There were more important things to focus on. Like what had happened and what was going to happen. For a Jedi, he was being ridiculously emotional over the whole thing. Askellan would have swatted him upside the head, he knew that, but semantics.



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"Well, yeah. I'm a hard bastard to kill. Some of tried, all have failed." And it was true. He'd had a few attempts on his life, but he didn't get to where he was without shaking things up a bit. Still, the string of thoughts that he picked up from Cathedi strung a bit more than he would have cared to admit. Leaving wasn't something he had considered lightly; it wasn't a spur of the moment decision.

As soon as Cathedi shifted to punch him, Clayton’s hand snapped up and grabbed the other's wrist. He couldn't blame him in the least bit, but he wasn't about to let himself get punched. "I had to. I had things I had to do. If I would have said something, you and especially Askellan would have tried to talk me out of it or stop me. We both know he was trying to convert me and we both know that it's not something I have in me to do. Leaving wasn't something I just randomly did." More than anything, hinting that he hadn't exactly wanted to leave.

After a moment, he released his grip on Cathedi's wrist since he was certain the other wasn't going to punch him. "I don't know, to be honest." He made a hollow laugh, "Truth be told, I wasn't expecting to see you again." And honestly, he wasn't sure if Cathedi wanted to even be around him now, considering both how he had left and the stories that swirled around him.



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If it hadn't been for the fuckery of the situation, Cathedi would have been relieved to hear that all attempts on Clayton's life had failed. Although he would have also questioned just what had happened to those foolish enough to try. He had a pretty good idea just from the stories everywhere, but it was a different thing to hear it directly from the source. Eventually he probably would ask, but right now was certainly not the time.

"I understand wanting to leave. But abandoning me? Not even letting me know you left by choice? Or that you were even alive for fucking years? Was that something you had to do too or was that just you being a dick?" Usually he would have tried to be at least a tiny bit diplomatic but Clayton deserved it, he knew it.

When he was let go of, he took a step back, still unsure of how this whole thing was going. "Generally when you run out on someone in the middle of the night, you don't try to find them again." And he hadn't gone out of his way to find Clayton himself, not after he was sure that the other man had chosen to do so because he didn't like him.

The hard part was that Cathedi wanted to believe him. He wanted to think that Clayton had had no desire to ditch him. But he'd also known that the other man would never be happy in the life that Askellan had tried to get him to have. Almost anyone would have expected their little group to split apart eventually, but Cathedi had sort of expected that he would get a tiny bit of warning beforehand, even if it was a second in passing as the other went out the door.

"So are all those stories true? About the ways you murder people?" Cathedi didn't wholly like to ask about it, truth be told. But he wanted to know before he did something stupid, like try to tackle him for a hug. Which had been his second instinct after trying to punch him, but he knew he needed to ask first. And then maybe the hug attempt, unless Clayton swatted him upside the head or something.



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"Because you would have tried to talk me out of it. You can't possibly stand there and try to convince me that you wouldn't." Then he sighed at the demand for answers. It wasn't wholly unexpected. "I...Got busy." That was a bit of an understatement, given that he ran a small chunk of the Imperial Navy, both under his direct command and by proxy via underlings.

"And I figured you wouldn't really want to speak to me. After I dealt with the Sith that killed Tenebris, I was being monitored for awhile, so I couldn't really make a holocall. Once they got bored of monitoring me, I had my hands full with dealing with the war when it broke out." He hadn't had time for a lot of things, truth be told. His reasonings likely sounded like excuses, but it was the truth.

The question about the stories didn't surprise him, they didn't paint him as a very nice person, and honestly, he wasn't a nice person. He had done abhorrent things in the name of war, and he knew it. If it brought peace to the galaxy, then he could live with what he had done. "Most of them, yes. I don't target civilians, however. I try to stick with military targets." Then he made a dry laugh, "I don't eat babies though."



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"Of course I would have. I wanted you to stay. With me." And it was the fact that Clayton had chosen to leave him as well as Askellan and the Jedi stuff that was painful. Honestly, Cathedi could understand not being particularly fond of their do-gooder lifestyle. But he'd thought that there would be at least one thing that would attract the other man toward staying with him.

"Got busy?! How long does it take to make a single fucking call, Clayton? Long enough that it didn't matter that I mattered to you once? It's not like I was avoiding you. I did everything I could to find you. You could have taken a few minutes out of your 'busy schedule' to talk to me just once over years." Seriously, how could someone get busy enough that half an hour was an unacceptable length of time?

And it really did sound like Clayton was bullshitting more than being honest. "I wouldn't have wanted to speak to you?" he repeated, fully puzzled. "You meant... to me... after everything..." He would have dropped everything if he'd gotten direct word that his lover was alive. Which would have been downright scandalous to the Jedi ways, but he couldn't help it.

"You might not eat babies but I seem to distinctly remember you biting me at least once," Cathedi offered, corner of his mouth twitching upward in a weak attempt at a smile. Which was close enough. And as Clayton had shown no desire to actually eat him, or ditch him, or kill him... It was fairly impossible to believe that what he'd heard was incorrect, but still. Cathedi hadn't loved him for no reason.



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"Cathedi, it wasn't a decision that I made lightly. I just couldn't deal with Askellan harping on me." It had seemed that the longer he stayed, the worse it got. He had made it clear multiple times that he didn't want to have anything to do with the Jedi order, but the older Jedi hadn't seemed to understand that.

If it weren't for the mask, he would have rubbed his face, so a sigh had to suffice. On one hand, it was frustrating, but on the other, he knew he kind of deserved it. "Because shortly after I took Tenebris' place, the war broke out between the Republic and the Empire. Meaning half the time I was on the front lines, so no, I didn't have the time because I was busy being shot at. Or I was recovering from being shot at." The armor he had bought years ago had long since been replaced countless times over.

Softly, he laughed, but it was a laugh of humor. "You forget Cathedi, I can hear thoughts and read minds. I'm well aware of how half the time you were scared of me. I considered most everything I did to you to be teasing since you'd react so easily. Plus the few fleeting thoughts of how I was a monster." He made a faint smile under the mask, "Although considering now, I suppose that wouldn't be far from the truth."

He was under no delusions on what he had done as being 'good'. Clayton had killed countless. Tortured, maimed, and destroyed, but if it ended the galaxywide war, then so be it.

"Well, to be fair, you requested that." He sighed and glanced towards the window which showed the fleet. "How about we go somewhere a bit more private? You're probably tired of me sounding all mechanical."



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"I would have gone with you. Anywhere. For anything." While it would have been hard to just up and drop Askellan and the other few Jedi he'd known, when it came down to it, it was fairly likely that Clayton would have taken precedence.

The rest of the explanation sounded a little more convincing. Even though he couldn't see anything through the armour, Cathedi automatically looked him over, as if there would be visible wounds there. Shot at? That wasn't something he liked to hear, even if he knew that, realistically, such a thing would have happened many times. He hadn't been on the front lines of anything big enough to talk about. Actually, he'd done his best to hide off on nowhere planets and sulk about losing Clayton.

"Of course I was scared of you. You tapped me with your tail while you were hiding in the vents." And that had led to some thoroughly disgusting noises coming from him. Plus there had been a million and one other things, but that was one of the ones that came to mind immediately. Honestly, he should have been more afraid, but he'd never been the smartest when it came to such things.

"Usually I thought you were a monster because you seemed to want to terrorise me to death." Which he'd figured out wasn't the case at all. But it had taken a bit to realise it since he'd not exactly been someone to be too proud of as a kid. Plus dealing with a xeno wasn't the easiest, especially an attractive one.

Well, it was true that the biting had been done in an attractive setting. He followed Clayton's look, not sure if he was seeing something worrisome or not. But the fact that the other man wasn't concerned was probably a good indication. At the suggestion, he nodded.
"Can't say it sounds much like you." Even though Clayton had been growly plenty of times. Sometimes he had kind of liked it, truth be told. But even though he didn't want to give the ever-ominous 'we need to talk', well, they kind of did.



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"You were focused on being a Jedi at the time. We both knew that our relationship was going to be heavily frowned upon if it got out. Frankly, I'm amazed that Askellan turned a blind eye to it....But hindsight is always twenty-twenty, isn't it?" He wasn't the same person he was a few years ago. The immature humor was still there, but he was a lot more serious and world weary.

The armor he wore, presently, wasn't anything fantastic. It was very light weight and would be of more use to defend against fists. It wouldn't do much against blaster fire. The armor he wore when he was going into hairy situations was, mostly, hanging up in his quarters.

"Askellan encouraged some of that, you know. I'm convinced the man had a sadistic streak to him. Else, he just found it funny...I'm still not sure which. Such are the mysterious ways of the Jedi, I suppose."

Yes, yes they did need to talk. Moving past Cathedi, he indicated for him to follow. Leaving the bridge, he led the man towards his quarters, ignoring the occasional odd glance they received. Once at the quarters, he locked the doors behind them.

The quarters were honestly plain. A few artifacts of interest, a couple data tablets on the table and bed. Also on the table was part of a gauntlet that was evidently being repaired. The rest of the armor hanging on the wall. It was designed to be form fitting, but allow for freedom of movement.

After a moment, he shed the mask and robes. Overall, there was much difference in his appearance. He looked a slight bit older, had some scruff, but was sporting a fading green bruise that covered his left eye and headed up into his hairline. "Isn't too fancy, that's the apartment on Dromund Kaas."



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"I'm pretty sure Askellan thought that we wouldn't make it two weeks," Cathedi admitted. Logically, the Master would have been quite within his rights to think so. He'd done a fair amount of doubting himself but they'd managed somehow. Until the whole dramatic leaving thing happened. "I still would've gone with you."

He snorted under his breath at the mention of Askellan encouraging it. "Probably both," he pointed out. "o be fair, it had probably been very entertaining. While he would generally send off the normal amount of Jedi-are-never-bad rhetoric, he knew his former Master was a little shit. They'd lived together for too long for him to ever be convinced otherwise. The man had been ridiculous. But also an appreciated and needed figure in his life.

Sparing the window a brief glance, he was quick to follow Clayton off the deck. A couple people seemed to think it odd, but he mostly did his best to ignore them. There were far more important things to spend energy on. Plus, he had to admit, he was curious as to how the other's quarters would look. He was definitely imagining something more dramatic and strange than was likely.

The few artifacts caught his attention, though he didn't stray to look at them. Later, he definitely would, because why not? Well, assuming that Clayton hadn't decided to toss him out by then. But he sort of doubted that that would happen unless he managed to seriously screw things up, which might very well happen.

When Clayton started taking off his robes, though, Cathedi's interest immediately settled on him. "Recovering from getting shot at, huh?" he asked softly, reaching up to touch on instinct. "I...I'm sorry. For what I said about that." Evidently one didn't get to the top of the Sith Lord heap without getting some injuries. He should have known, to be honest. But even if he didn't, he definitely felt guilty about it all. And sort of felt as if he should have been able to stop things.

"You'll have to show me sometime," he suggested when Dromund Kaas was mentioned. Because if they managed to get even a bit of this straightened out, he was pretty sure that Clayton would have a bit of trouble getting rid of him. Cathedi didn't tend to get invested in people too easily, at least not to the extent that he'd gotten invested into Clayton. But when he did, he tended to get very attached.



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"Likely thought I would be too overbearing. Because face it, when we first met, I was a little shit towards you." After all, he had purposely tried to unsettle the man, and had obviously succeeded in a number of way. Of course, most of that was his own natural standoffishness.

"Him and Tenebris evidently got a kick out of it. The old wind bag apparently stuck around after he kicked it to snark at Askellan, now and then. I walked in on them a couple times and it was usually Tenebris harping on Askellan about something." Though, the force ghost had always vanished when Clayton showed up, so he was never able to know what was being talked about.

He blinked a few times at the sudden concern and cracked a slight smile. "Thrown into a wall, actually, but close enough. Yeah, you wouldn't really expect them to throw a fresh faced sith on the front lines, but they kinda take 'survival of the strongest' literal." Then he shook his head a bit, "No, it's fine. It was a shitty thing to do, but I didn't feel I had many options at the time."

Sighing, he sort of flopped down into a chair and stretched out his legs and tail. "We're in the neighborhood, so I could take you to Kaas City. It's pretty nice at night, even with all the rain. Truthfully, I'd like you to stay."



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"Not just when we first met," Cathedi insisted. Teasing him had been a pastime for far longer than their initial meeting. And, honestly, if it had happened to anyone else, Cathedi would have been greatly amused as well. It was just that getting tortured by a xeno warrior wasn't exactly something he'd been fond of himself.

The new that Tenebris and Askellan had been speaking after the former's death was a bit of a surprise. He hadn't butted in on his master many times, usually off doing his own thing. Or avoiding Clayton, depending on the day. But it didn't really surprise him that the Sith had decided to pester people even after he'd died.

He made a soft, insulted noise at the correction that Clayton had been thrown into a wall rather than shot at. That wasn't better in the slightest. "'Survival of the strongest' doesn't mean 'let's see if he dies when we have fun trying to kill him'." Which was probably not exactly what had happened, but still.

"I don't think it was totally fine on either of our parts." Because, seriously, what would it have taken for Clayton to leave a thirty-second holorecord saying he was fine and leaving of his own free will and wasn't planning to die any time soon? Yet Cathedi had still overreacted. "But at least you weren't trapped in something you didn't want."

"Yeah. I think I'd like me to stay, too." He would just have to do a lot of figuring things out. Because in all honesty, if it weren't for the fact that he'd had a fuckton of previous history with Clayton, he would have never even considered staying here. Situation being what it was, however, he was willing to make a lot of allowances. Even with all the stories and blood surrounding Darth Letum, he was sort of having a hard time combining the bloodthirsty psycho Sith with the man he'd loved not very long ago.

Cathedi crossed to sit down in front of him, making sure to avoid sitting on his tail. "But I need to know you won't abandon me again. That you'd at least leave a note or something. You give me your word or I leave right now." Preferably neither of them would be leaving at all, but semantics. He knew that things would only be worse the second time around, and they hadn't been good the first time around by any means.



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"True enough." He couldn't deny that he hadn't been shitty in some instances. A lot of the time, the bulk of his crankiness would pop up before he had to shed. Still happened, but it just honestly wasn't a fun experience. He shed a few times a year, and still couldn't shake the near suffocating feeling.

"Yeah, well. It was a Jedi that did that to me, so go snark at one of them." His side was still bothering him a bit, but it was a ton better than what it had been last week. Cracked a few ribs, despite the armor he wore. Unfortunately, surgery wasn't really something he could have due to his blood. Still, he tended to heal a lot faster than a human, so it balanced out.

"Because had I left a holorecording, you would have doubled down even harder to try and find me." He commented, picking up on Cathedi's unspoken thoughts. "I needed secrecy because I was a no-name sith who marched into the Citadel in Kaas City to assassinate a much higher ranking Darth. Publicly." That could have gone wrong in so many ways, but thankfully, it had gone perfectly.

"Then stay, if you want to. I'm not going to force you if you don't want to....But there's the issue of the Jedi Council. You can't live in both worlds. If they catch wind of you shacking it up with me, they're going to lose their shit, Cathedi. I don't want to put you in a tough situation like this, but you're going to have to pick one: me or them. Which is more important, I guess." He honestly hated having to make an ultimatum like this, but he knew the other wouldn't be able to secretly bounce between both being a Jedi and hanging out with him. It would essentially be treason.

"No, I don't plan on going anywhere in the metaphorical sense. I'm constantly moving around the galaxy, depending on where I'm needed for the war effort...But I can tell you how to reach my private holocommunicator. It's encrypted and all that, so people won't be able to listen in."



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