『He who Returns』

Using the columns and half walls of the Palace grounds for cover, the Security Forces kept the unidentified starship surrounded. Their blaster pistols were drawn, their weapons aimed at what appeared to be the boarding ramp.

"What is the meaning of this?" Padmé, haphazardly dressed in her Naboo Battledress with her satin nightgown tucked underneath, came stalking out over to Panaka who was commanding the situation.

Standing behind a column, he hardly noticed her approach until she had spoken up.

"Your Majesty! A starship has appeared on the grounds, it wasn't detected by any conventional means until it was already landed." Panaka peered over the side of the column towards the white and black armored vessel that had an ambient blue glow along the upper trim.

Looking over the ship, the Queen raised a brow looking it over.

It was larger than the Scimitar, at least three times its size. It also seemed to be rather powerful even compared to the modified Star Courier's armaments, with heavy laser cannons and rocket launchers. Whoever this was, definitely had good taste in weapons.

"There need not any worry to be had," Dooku spoke walking out from behind the Queen and her Head of Security, his hands folded behind his back militantly. He held the air of an aristocrat with his head and nose held high as he walked, his aura alone having become intimidating.

"What do you mean, Master Jedi...?" She narrowed her eyes on the door behind Dooku, noticing Ento and Vaylin were nowhere to be seen. Pursing her lips, she then allowed her sights to drift on over towards the vessel. "Wait, really?"

"I woke up, and they were gone... Then I sensed Vaylin and an unknown force user appear out of thin air." Dooku could recall the first time the boy had vanished with Padmé, this was no different in that respect.

Creeping out from the archway of the Palace, former Magister Hego Damask II had his eyes trained on the starship. It was a remarkable piece of work, but he felt something strange.

"Stand Down! False alarm!" Panaka stepped out from behind the Column, his pistol still in his hand as he made his way towards the Security Forces which had the vessel surrounded.

Suddenly the airlock opened and the boarding ramp lowered with a sharp hiss, the magnetic seals releasing as it did so. Within the next few seconds, Ento would be the first one to emerge, his numeral lightsabers on his belt and one sticking out of his sleeve.

He was still dressed in Zakuul black and gold attire, and as Vaylin emerged, so was she. On their backs were their new packs they had gotten from her homeworld.

"That's new..." Plagueis eyed their clothes, as it reminded him of the attire Dark or Fallen Jedi wore, as they typically adorned themselves in wealth. Then his entire body felt like it was covered in pins and needles, his body naturally warning him as Ento's gaze reached him.

Soon after the two stepped onto the Palace Grounds, another figure appeared.

Revan stepped onto the boarding ramp and began to step down. As he was coming into view, the former Sith Lord was wearing his mask. His head turned to look towards the Jedi Master, then towards the alien beside him.

Ento could feel the man's killing intent, and the Muun flexed his fingers around his staff.

Plagueis the Wise knew he couldn't run. There were two Jedi Masters here, and one of them felt extremely off putting. That and he knew exactly who he was due to him being a former Sith Lord, and someone recorded in Sith History.

Ento, Revan and Dooku were strong and so was Vaylin. He was also beginning to sense that Vaylin had recently killed people, even though they had only been gone for such a short time.

Padmé walked passed the Jedi Master and the Muun, stepping down the stairs, her dainty hands raised slightly as she watched each step. As she reached the bottom, she let her arms fall to her sides as she ran over towards the two teens.

"Where did you two go?" She looked over their clothes, their faces. They didn't seem hurt at all, then she looked towards Revan and blinked. "Who is that?"

"We went to her homeworld for a brief visit... A couple or a few thousand years ago." Ento spoke as if it was no biggy, a small smirk across his lips to show that he was full of confidence from his trip.

"My name is Revan Shan, I am a Jedi Master." The Jedi Master from the Old Republic bowed his head as he introduced himself with the surname of his long dead wife, Bastila Shan. "Your Majesty," Ento had told him who she was, and that she often disguised herself as one of her servants.

"Jedi Master Revan, is it?" Dooku looked over the man in armored robes and vintage mandalorian mask. Compared to Sith records, many of the Jedi Archives from more than two thousand five hundred years ago were incomplete or completely missing. However recordings belonging to a Jedi Master known as Gnost Dural, survived in the Jedi Archives.

Dooku was knowledgeable of Darth Revan and Darth Malak, he gave the man a skeptical look. The man was a Hero to the Order, but only after he was redeemed. He was ancient history.

His eyes then went towards Ento, raising a brow at his Apprentice, "Did you disru--"

"I took him right before he was about to be killed by a red skinned Sith Lord," Ento waved a hand lightly dismissing the question that was hardly formed. His master wanted to inquire if he had disrupted the timeline, which he believed he didn't. Not all that much, really.

"I see..." He narrowed his gaze on the boy, before looking to Revan and nodded. "Will you be coming to Serenno with us, or returning to Coruscant to report to the Jedi High Council?"

Revan wrinkled his nose under his mask, and shook his head, "I'll be going to Serenno with you. Master Dooku," his eyes then moved towards the Muun who was still standing there.

"Now... Darth Plagueis," Ento stepped away from Padmé and Vaylin, rolling his wrist as his three lightsabers came off his belt and began to rotate around him in a circular motion.

The Muun's eyes widened, but he refrained from pulling his weapon. He was no match for a kinetic lightsaber battle, especially since he knew the boy had another weapon hidden under his sleeve. That and there were also two highly skilled Jedi Masters and another trained force user. He was inevitably cornered and while he could use his rage and pain to fuel his powers, he didn't need the darkside to tell him he'd be overwhelmed.

Coughing into his respirator, the Dark Lord let out a sigh, "Young Jedi..."

Master Dooku rested his eyes on his associate, or more so former associate, and frowned. He was already suspicious and seeing his response to Ento's address, he huffed through his nose. "So there were Three? There was always two following the rise of Darth Bane."

"How disappointing, no flashy swords or fighting," Vaylin flailed her arms at her sides.

Padmé pursed her lips, now learning that Plagueis was also a member of the Sith Order.

Revan crossed his arms, looking over the Muun who didn't seem at all phased, but he was sure that the particular Sith Lord was horrified.

His plans torn to shreds, the former Magister could only just stare down at the boy with his yellow eyes, wondering just what he wanted to do.

Grinning cheekily, Ento spoke. "I saw you bring Darth Venamis back from death, over and over again..." That was right, he knew the name of the Sith that Plagueis had slain, something which brought much surprise to the Sith Lord. The boy was too well informed.

"Pff... Darth...?" The Muun scoffed at the idea of that Bith being considered on his level.

Ento's expression went from cheeky to cold. "Teach me how, or I will take all of your techniques from you by force." Though the Sith Lord was much taller than the humans, even had hands big enough that he could crush their heads, Ento was sure he had the ability to do so.

Padmé blinked hearing the boy threaten the Sith Lord, she never expected Ento to be that ruthless, though she wasn't completely sure what stripping him of the knowledge entailed.

Dooku was rather interested in the idea of being able to bring back someone from the dead. It even made him think of bringing his sister back.

"I am a Master of Sith Alchemy, if I were to teach you, that'd make you my apprentice. Would it not? Learning such a power... Would get you expunged from the Jedi Order. Perhaps... Even hunted down?" The Muun used a playful tone, though coughing mid-way through most of his sentences, he was goading the boy.

"You are going to teach me, one way or another," Ento's lightsabers continued to circle him, and slowly expanded their path until they encircled Plagueis as well.

"...Why?"

"Because if you don't, the Sith Emperor from my time, may as well return." Revan held out a hand towards Plagueis in a bluff, but with the mask, it was hard to tell exactly.

The Muun shuddered, the Sith Emperor's goal had been to devour the Galaxy itself, there would be nothing left should that transpire. That wasn't something he wanted at all. The Dark Lord's beady yellow eyes narrowed on the human in front of him.

"What do I get out of this... Arrangement...?"

Hearing the Dark Lord's question, Ento's eyes traced over the decaying body of the living Sith. He could offer to save the Sith, but that didn't give him much in the long run.

Padmé stared at Ento, he might've been making a Deal with a Sith Lord, an enemy of the Senate and the Free People of the Galactic Republic. She was beginning to favor his original threat.

Ento then used the force to enhance his speed and launched himself forward, leaping from the ground. His hand going right for the Sith Lords face.

Without hesitation the Muun drew his red saber and slashed through what he perceived to be the boy who wanted to strip him of all of his force knowledge. Yet it was as if it had only been an illusion, Plagueis was shocked as the doppelganger vanished into thin air.

"What?" The Muun's lightsaber flickered and disengaged on its own. His eyes then darted side to side, the boy was nowhere to be seen, until he felt the force bend his frail body to its knees. His hands were restrained and his eyes moved to the Jedi Masters along with Vaylin.

Their hands were all stretched out towards him, holding him where he stood. "No!"

Human fingers trailed along the elongated head of the Muun, like that of a playerful spider, which suddenly caused him great fear. "Wait!" He was powerless under the hold of two Jedi Masters and a powerfully connected force user. "Don't! Let me go! I'll teach you everything! I can't lose everything! I'm not finished yet!"

"It will take too long to teach me conventionally," Ento ignored the man's plea, his fingers dug into the Muun's temples. There was a purple tendrils of electricity shooting out around his fingers, clashing with the Sith Lord's flesh. It didn't burn him, but he still shrieked in pain through his breathing apparatus, choking on his own screams.

He was forcefully stripping Darth Plagueis the Wise of his force knowledge, his experiments, his power, the things he held mastery over. His very philosophy and understandings of the Sith. That was not all though, he even touched the Dark Lord's memories, gaining access to information pertaining to his bountiful assets from Damask Holdings and his connections.

The boy treated the Sith Lord as a treasure trove of information, something he'd never find in a Jedi Archive, or in an ancient ruin that had been picked by scavengers.

Ento continued to rummage through Darth Plagueis's head until his eyes rolled back and his brain began to deteriorate. Once he removed his fingers from the Dark Lord's head, they watched as the being's form crumbled to the ground as a mindless husk.

Ento stood there, staring at his hands as the information flowed through his mind.

The Jedi Masters stood over the former Administrator.

Padmé who had stood there and watched the entire thing, just stared at Ento with wide eyes. The man had appeared to have tortured the enemy of the Republic to death. It had been gruesome and lasted for longer than she would have wanted. However she let out a subtle sigh, assuming Ento had felt her feelings towards the idea of making a deal with the Sith and made his move.

She didn't blame him, not entirely, but she was sure she wouldn't be able to sleep for a while.

"Your Majesty..." Master Dooku turned to look towards Padmé, "Return to the Palace. We'll clean this up and contact the Jedi High Council."

The Queen looked to Dooku with a frown on her lips, "Thank you again for saving my people from the shadows that lurk in the dark, once more." Her eyes trailed to Ento, she could only nod her head in acknowledgement in what good he had done, before stiffly walking back toward the Palace entryway with her Security staff.

"That was so cool!" Vaylin ran over and bear hugged Ento with her arms around his waist, practically picking him up and squeezing him tightly. Despite her training, she wasn't physically strong enough to keep holding him, so she started to stumble with all of his weight in her arms.

Placing his arms on her shoulders, he grinned down at her seeing her struggle under him. "I was cool, wasn't I?" In a way, his voice sounded absurdly innocent despite what he had just done.

Revan with his arms still crossed, cleared his throat.