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      Munto Codru
      Sianna's tower

      Antony looked up at the tower that was farther off from Munto Codru. In fact, it wasn't just a tower in itself, it was a castle. Raising his eyebrow he then wondered how he hadn't been here before. Then again, where it was located and who it belonged to was a reason why. The castle itself belonged to the priestess of the Sith, Sianna. Someone who his father had spoken highly of in his time. Now that his father had returned to the Sith everyone had spoken of it and Antony however didn't care if he ever saw his father again. As he walked up to the main door of the castle he then opened it and stepped inside. Looking around he was in awe of it as it was something he hadn't seen and it's structure along with the interior of the first floor was astounding. Massive it was indeed and the decor was dark colored but it was something fitting on the Sith home world.

      As the young Sith walked into the center of the room, he was met by guards. They pointed their weapons at him and he held his hands up. Not that he wished to make any trouble, he was just here to see her. In fact, he trusted her more then any of the other Sith here. She was someone he'd learned to respect and trust when he first knew of her and when he got to know her. As such, he had gained her ire once when they were on Dathomir, but she sort of knew what was going on with him. It had been quite some time since they have interacted with one another and the son of James wondered if she could help him with the issue that he had. The multiple personalities that now called themselves collectively "The Legion".

      "I'm here to see Sith Master Sianna." Antony said to the guards, "I am not here to cause any trouble. In fact, she may help me more then anything."

      "We'll get her. You just stay here." The leader of them said to him as he then withdrew his weapon and then walked to the comm to buzz Sianna, "Lady Sianna...a...boy is here has requested your presence."

      Antony kept his hands up to show he meant no harm or any sort of aggression to the guards and this place although the Dark Passenger then paced around the confines of Antony's mind. It didn't care for such things and it was knowing what Antony was trying to do. The darker half of Antony wanted no part of it. Nor did the others. They were wanting to preserve themselves any way possible. If they were killed in some way where would they go. But, they forgot, if Antony dies, then so did they. In truth it was kind of a symbiotic relationship. Although in medical terms Antony suffered from what some doctors would call "Dissociative Identity Disorder" or "Multiple Personality Disorder".

      This is a waste boy! Why must you do such menial things? Not like you'll get rid of me that easily! The Dark Passenger stated to him.

      I just wanna feel like myself again...without you! He said to all of them basically.

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      Feeling the approach of the strange son of James, Sianna focused on the boy's aura and could not only read his surface thoughts, but also now knew why he was here, even before the guard called her.

      Mentally tapping the call button, "Send him up". Releasing it again, her mind shifted to the unexpected visitor as he climbed the stair up to the third floor. Setting down the tome that she had been reading, the lithe Echani priestess pushed herself up from the chair and moved toward the small bar in the large lounge. Musing on the faint scars in the stone walls, she reminisced on when Lady Razielle lived here and imagined her fights with her late love. The traitor that turned to the Jedi and became a scar in her own life which she never healed. Foolish, Sianna mused. Attaining perfection in most cases meant expending all your efforts into that goal and not being distracted. A life that few could apparently live.

      Pouring herself more wine, she turned and sipped as the eventual approach of the guards escorting her guest approached the door and opened it for Antony. Silver orbs now eyed the young offspring of the master whom she had just helped save from a host of supplicants of an ancient dark lord.

      Leaving them alone, the guards disappeared and headed back downstairs as Sianna eyed the young vessel of so many souls. A fount that needed to be purged, she mused.

      "I didn't summon you," she stated after a long silence. "What do you want?"

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      Antony then headed up the stairs as the guards said that he could go up. Walking up the stair cases as he headed up to the third floor. It was quite a massive castle and he was quite intrigued by the interior of the place that Sianna had acquired. Smiling as he walked the vessel of many, The Legion, for they were many carefully stepped up to the second floor. Taking a brief look around he then shrugged and walked to the other stair case as the guards followed behind him. A brief glance in their direction he made before his hazel eyes then followed the stairs leading up to the third floor where Sith Master Sianna was.

      Taking a few moments to get there he finally reached it and when he was standing near the lounge area there was a small bar off to his left. A smile formed his face as he looked around the room. It was quite large and it was quite elegant in some ways. He found it better then the former home he had on Naboo with his parents when he was little. This castle was way better in his opinion then that home he had. By a long shot it towered past that. His hazel eyes kept looking around until he heard the voice of the priestess of the Sith. Looking at her he then straightened up and as she asked why he was here the Sith Apprentice cleared his throat.

      "I know you didn't summon me." Antony began, "But, I trust you more then others. There is something that you may be able to assist me with."

      Oh this is pointless, boy! You'll never get rid of me or us that easily! The Dark Passenger said to him.

      Antony took in a deep breath and then sighed, "I have...a...disorder...sickness...or maybe I'm just mad. I don't really know. Before it was just hearing voices in my head. Then it became being taken over by such things. Now...there is a whole slew of them. I'm just not sure what to do about it."

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      Being so dedicated to the dark side allowed a Sith Master to hear surface thoughts sometimes without trying and though the voice that she heard in the background wasn't his, she nodded as he divulged the purpose of his visit. Taking another sip, silver orbs studied him for a long moment. "I've heard about this condition that you have and from what I've read, no one can just soak up souls unless they were genetically programmed to. Especially someone that's still young in their studies of the Force as well." That posed an interesting point as she finished off her wine, then levitated the glass back to the bar as the priestess continued studying him.

      Within, the host that he was possessed with could be faintly seen as she soaked in the purity of the Force and now focused on him. The auras caused a morass of color, each fighting for the surface and in turn, being shoved or pulled back into the maelstrom. One however...

      Canting her head to the left, she relaxed her touch to the Force and nodded. "Okay." Motioning with her head, she turned and moved through the lounge. "I helped your father recently and during that visit to Dxun, I discovered the scepter that they were using to try and drain his life energy. I've been researching it since then and have discovered some interesting facts about how it was made." Opening the thick, wooden door, she continued across a narrow, enclosed walkway that bridged the main mansion from the large tower that bordered the southwestern corner. "It mirrors what may have been done to you when you were conceived and still within your mother's womb."

      The door closing behind him, Sianna opened the next and stepped into her lab and study. One polished, metal table commanded the center of an array of shelves and workstations. Anatomical charts coupled with another displaying various herbs and poisons, Sianna moved to a tall, deep grey, metal locker. "Lay on the table for me, and relax."

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      Antony raised his brow, "Genetically programmed? Well, I've done it. There were a few who I absorbed apparently. Then again, someone helped. Not on purpose of course."

      The Dark Passenger merely shook his head among the others gathered in the room where they sat in his head. It wasn't wanting to be kicked out, killed or anything of the sort. All it was gonna do at this point was observe. Until it knew for sure what Antony was going to do. The aura of the Sith Master washed past him and he then in turn let his aura flow, as the others waited their turn patiently. Although their auras were a mix but most of them were dark in nature save for one. Jaden. His brother was more neutral then anything.

      When Sianna agreed that she would help him the lithe Sith Master then moved through the lounge. Explaining that she had helped his father recently on Dxun and about his father nearly being drained by a scepter by a cult. He'd heard some of the story as it was told through the halls of the Sith temple not that far off from here. But it piqued his interest about how it could have mirrored what happened to him in his mother's womb while he was conceived. It did make him wonder what had happened when he was growing in his mother's womb along with Jaden. Although Jaden appeared fine however things took a turn worse for him. Especially being separated from his brother and his mother passing on. That traumatized him.

      Making way into the lab she then told him to lay on the metal table which he did. As he lay on it he then looked around for a moment. Then relaxed himself while she moved to a tall grey locker. Wondering what half this stuff was for he then kept looking with his hazel eyes from one part of the room to the other. It was all new to him and his curiosity of half the instruments and wondered what she might do with him.

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      He was talking about mutation, which she knew was always degenerative and might explain his condition. Picking out the scepter, she backed and closed the locker door, then turned. This was going to test his resolve and strength, she knew. Setting the long, silvery device on the tall table to her right, she moved to the bed bathed in the single, overhead light and began strapping him down.

      "This is going to be jarring, so you need to prepare yourself," she informed. "The transference can sometimes take a lot of energy from the host as well, so I'm going to also insert plasma to keep you from being dehydrated." Once he was secure, the priestess pulled over a tall holder and attached two clear bags, then conjoined the ends. Once done, Sianna took the needle and with her left hand held his down, then inserted the it into a nerve and taped it down. Knowing that typically a Sith wouldn't take this much care of their patient, he was the son of a friend and a fellow Sith that could further her knowledge on possession.

      Moving back to the scepter, she walked around to the head of the bed and holding the object in both hands, began chanting in the ancient Sith language, soaking in the Force as the room's temperature dropped in time with the light.

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      Antony nodded as the Sith Master said that it would be jarring. He then noted she would insert plasma into him and nodded to that too. He figured it would and he would prepare for what was to come. Anything at this point to help with this was greatly appreciated. When she strapped him down he then looked up at the ceiling and then to the overhead light. Breathing out through his nose he then felt the needle pierce his skin. It made him grit his teeth only a second as he felt the plasma flow through his veins. It felt good actually and in that moment he fully relaxed himself.

      Though in his mind he could tell the others weren't so gracious. They were worried. The Dark Passenger in particular as he then grit his teeth and walked to the door but found it locked this time. Usually he was free to enter it at any moment but Antony kept concentration enough that the door to his conscious being was locked to the dark one. In turn Antony smiled as he saw the Sith Master holding the scepter in her hands. The Dark Passenger then made his presence known in the young man's head and out loud to the priestess as well. While she started chanting in the ancient Sith language the Dark Passenger knew exactly what she was saying. Again, it could be explained with reason, the reason being that the dark one had taken control and read through passages and such of the Sith language.

      It was definitely not pleased with this ordeal and it's dark aura surfaced as it then screamed out from within the Apprentice's mind, No! Stop that! You do that and you'll kill not just us but him as well!

      Antony looked up at her as she kept chanting and then brushed it off, and said to her, "Ignore him. He's just trying to stall so he won't be gone."

      He felt the room drop in temperature but it didn't phase him as much. Antony had went to cold planets before and this temperature change wasn't different at all. Not by a long shot. As the light happened to flicker and change he didn't even think about it. If it happened it happened.

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      Focusing on the task at hand, Sianna tuned out the variety of voices now yelling at her and Antony in turn, the confusing cacophony would have made anyone else run out of the room. Being determined, the priestess soaked in all the Force that she could muster and chanted, keeping the scepter before her as the object began to glow and hum softly. Becoming cooler in the room, her voice soon caused whiffs of vapor as the chanting in ancient Sith continued, the Sorcery that she used now enveloping as many souls as it could, though she centered her attention on the most powerful, hoping that the device in her hand could entrap him and free Antony from his influence.

      Voices in the room reaching a fever pitch, the silvery and very ornate rod in her hand soon began to pulsate with the power being channeled through it and Sianna knew it was only a matter of time before the prison would be full, but which of the souls she could ensnare was yet to be seen....

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      The pulsating power that resonated all over him as he felt like his soul was being ripped apart. Though that was not the case the searing pain coursed through him as he felt the plasma injecting into him as the energy left and came back to him. Sweat poured from his forehead down his face and all over his arms and chest. As the Apprentice felt some relief in the confines of his mind that he knew some of them were ripped out. Not all as he could feel the presence of a few within his mind still. Antony could tell Jaden was still there which he was actually relieved of knowing that his brother was there still. As for the others he'd recently absorbed into his fractured psyche the Apprentice couldn't tell if the Dark Passenger was there or not.

      "I think you got the most of them...I think..." Antony said between breaths as he felt the other presences leave him or what seemed to be.

      Antony couldn't completely tell at this point. Again, he could feel Jaden there and the other known as Damien. Damien cried out to Antony in his mind wanting to know if they were alright or not. That he didn't want to die again as he knew that he resided in someone else. Which he was in truth fine with. As long as he was preserved and his psyche intact he didn't mind being in someone else as long as he could have his time to be in the "other room" when the need called for it.

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      Antony's voice seemed to be reaching out to her through a long tunnel as Sianna then bound the souls that she had captured to the scepter, the final piece of the puzzle in freeing the younger Sith from his demons. Now that the priestess knew her command of the powers within the device had won - at least this much - she relaxed a bit, a pleased smile perking the corners of her full, black lips. Sighing, she backed a step as the temperature in the room began to warm again. Rounding to the side of the bed, she cast her silvery gaze to the patient.

      "How many still remain," she inquired, wondering now how many voices would be silenced now in his mind, forever. They would now serve the Sith Master in whatever manner she saw fit.

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