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It was complete! Thanatos' alchemy lab was fully renovated. Days of work born to fruition. The lab was built with same unusual material that the Temple used, which Thanatos was currently in the process of experimenting with it. The lab had only one opening and that was to the main structure. It was protected by a Riddle as a pass-code:

What sheds water and prevents disease?

The pass-code's letters were also sith, although the riddle was his own. Past the door would bring someone to the main room which held a table to the left it had a sink with a waste disposal unit. The table held various concoctions ranging from nefarious to simple. The rest of the room held a surgical table reinforced straps, armlets, and leg bracers. For those "difficult" patients, later he would make them with the material to suck up the force. Also the room held enough room for his "workings". The only other thing in the room was monitor that connected with outside his door. It would serve to be a doorbell of sorts. To interact to any who had business with him.

Their were two other rooms one was the beast room. It had various different creatures stored inside such as drexl, rancor, kath hound, maalras, boma, whatever Thanatos could get his hands on. Most were young, so they all easily fit into the room. The other room only held different materials and chemical concoctions that he did not wish to see or grew bored of.

Thanatos was experimenting the temple's material that was used to build the structure. He first spilled some acid on the material and made notes on the reaction. It seemed that the acid formed itself into pure drinking water, balancing its acidity to a more neutral state. How intriguing, he quickly found and poured a different more basic solution and marveled as how even it turned into the same pure water. He was about to use another solution when a fierce pounding interrupted his discovery. Judging by the sound of things someone really wanted to him! He took his sweet time walking to the monitor to view the jedi that called himself, "Night Angel". Only this time he was not using his usual swagger. He seemed to be in anguish, especially when he started yelling the familiar vocal chords of someone possessed. Then followed by his body not moving. Thanatos opened the door and used the force to move Night's body onto the surgical table. Firmly strapping his body down completely, he would not take chances when spirits were involved.
Night Angel's aura was joined by two others both extremely more red and dark than Night's ever had been. He could not see Night's inner turmoil, but he could guess by indication of the auras that they were fighting for dominance of their newly acquainted vessel. Thanatos seriously did not want these two spirits to harness Night's body and raise havoc in his newly made lab so he quickly went and retrieved a particular stone that had the the power to absorb and completely nullify the force. Taking a bit of adhesive and attached it to Nights forehead after removing the mask. His scars were not so uncommon among other places that he had visited so he payed them no need. He would wait until Night Angel awoke to speak to him. Thanatos dared not venture into Night's mind without first verifying what he was dealing with. For all Thanatos knew, these were all powerful sith lords seeking to take control and fully embed themselves among the living once again.

Peculiar, very peculiar. Usually one did not stumble into this sort of predicament. Whatever Night Angel has done, it was very dangerous. This particular branch was only used by either the extremely confident or the incredibly foolhardy. There was no way to tell whether or not Night Angel's presence was also among the others. The auras while thankfully were not melded together, they were also now big enough to drive Night Angel's out of the way. One was evidently in control now. In answer to the spirits query Thanatos placed his hand directly on top of Night's head sending a small shock of force electricity into Night's body. Simultaneously speaking at the same time, "fool of a jedi, I know not how you have found yourself in this predicament, but even if you are possessed. No one speaks to me in this manner." He deadlocked his gaze into the eyes of the spirit currently in control and finished, "Not even a Sith Lord." He sent a almost fatal charge of electricity into Night's body as punishment that would be shared by all who inhabited his body.

He began again and employed Dun Moch, "Wake up Night Angel, are you really so feeble as to let the fallen take control of your body, how pitiful you seem. So..." his last word giving scorn. "Weak."

As soon as Night Angel finished his words Thanatos backhanded him. "You are a fool to meddle in things you do not understand. Do you not realize that you could have killed not only yourself, but perhaps harmed others as well?"

Thanatos was stalling for time by inflicting pain to Night Angel's body, this would make the spirits slow down a little in order to avoid pain. Thanatos's mind was moving fast, both figuring and deliberating his next move. Finally an answer came to him. If the spirits could not be controlled... then they would be destroyed.

He spoke with confidence, "Listen to me, we do not have much time. Sooner or later the spirits that cohabit with you will start figuring out that the only way to gain control of your body would be to either dominate your will or perhaps the more likely meld both of their spirits together with you to form one. Such a process is impossible to rectify once melded. The only way to stop these spirits will be to either dominate them or I join with you and battle them in your subconscious were we all will have equal footing. And from what you have experienced thus far, I highly doubt you can handle dominating even one of them let alone two!"

Thanatos gave Night a choice. Either let him in and battle the spirits in his consciousness or fight them on his own. If Night angel were to fight and lose to these spirits, then he was gone forever. They would absorb his spirit into theirs, leaving the body to the victor. To which Thanatos would not allow, he would kill Night Angel.

As he let Night make his choice, Thanatos muttered, "Fool of a jedi." Thanatos could only watch as Night Angel's auras twisted and turned almost melding, but stopping short of completion not once, but several times. Each time Thanatos almost brought one of his scalpels close to Night's throat. He was weakening, Thanatos knew that Night's time was running short. Thanatos was about to end his misery until something came and entered Nights twisted aura. Separating them in one brief moment. Night's aura at first glowed with the unmistakable power of the light side, then just as swiftly it had turned red. More red than the two other spirits combined. Then a large pop resounded throughout the room, signalling the eradication of the other two spirits. Whatever had came and saved Night Angel was gone as well. Disappearing as it had arrived. Moments later he saw Night Angel pop his eyes wide taking a breath only an infant would envy, yelling with pure longing and anguish, a name Thanatos did not know.

Such melodrama in this one, it seems thought Thanatos with something close to exasperation. He would not tolerate this foolishness with Thanatos living so near. Thanatos decided that this one would be given a "safety net" of sorts.

Thanatos removed the stone from Night's head and replaced it in his storage chamber. He retrieved quicksilver and poured it into a beaker until it was of enough volume. He then, with the use of the force, raised the volume in the air. Forming it into a rune of protection. He then lit a brazier and using it own energy to heighten the heat making his rune into a solid form. Then Thanatos ripped open the robes that covered Night Angel's torso. Then forcefully planted the white-hot rune on the the middle of his chest. Since Night Angel was unconscious he would feel no pain, that is until he woke up.

Thanatos placed the now bloody rune on the nearby table. Now it was his turn. He placed his hand on the branded flesh and began to chant in ancient sith, weaving a spell of protection from the dead. The process lasted about 10 minutes. The protection would only be there as long as he had his power, for it would draw upon Night Angel's reserves when a spirit would arrive to try to claim his body. Thanatos then knit the skin back together and only the skin. Let Night Angel feel the pain, it would only teach him a lesson. Do not mess with spirits when you have no knowledge or wisdom to counter act them. Thanatos then took a good sized cut of Night Angel's hair. It was his price for all of his hard work. He put it into a bottle and set it into his storage room for later use.

He undid the straps. Then floated Night Angel's body in the air back into his own chambers. Well away from Thanatos's own.

Thanatos was waiting for this. The larvae was at a time in it's life to were it would be influenced the most by his powers. They twisted and squirmed in their cage. Awaiting the attention that Thanatos so compassionately gave them. Now he curled his lip, it was time to make them useful. He used the force to pick them up, and set them in the middle of his concentration area in the chamber. They only sat there looking up at him with curiosity, as he took a piece of charcoal and began laying the ground work of his spell. This took hours, and after a bit he fed his pets meat to keep them in place. However it was imperative that they did not move from that central location. Soon they were surrounded by what only could be a spell of twisting nature. The spell surrounded the larvae, with a perfect 360 degrees circle full of runes that all focused on what was in the circle.

When Thanatos was finished with his preparations, he took a brief moment of respite. The next hour would prove to be strenuous for him. For he would have to pour enough power into the circle to activate the ritual. Although he was quite pleased with the larvae, who had not moved from the central part that his circled encompassed. However their innocent lives would come to an end to be given new personalities that only obeyed Thanatos' will. They would be stronger, faster, and would have the ability to feed off the force if it so happened they would be attacked by it. It was time to get to work.

Thanatos took a scalpel from the surgical table and placed it upon his forearm. He took a deep breath and sliced it open upon the circle. All the while chanting in the Sith language. As the blood dripped from his arm onto the floor. It moved upon the circle as if it had a mind of its own. After a matter of moments the blood covered every rune in the circle. While still chanting Thanatos knitted his tissue back together via the force, so that he did not kill himself through blood-loss. He would need the energy by the end of the ritual. He continued to chant for the next few moments. The blood soon shined as if a light was alighting it from within. They soon floated in mid-air, in perfect rune form. At first with exaggerated slowness they began to spin. Then little by little they grew in speed. Moving faster and faster. Until they were nothing but spinning balls that both grew in size or shrank at different intervals. Thanatos began to pour in more power. Never cutting off the stream, never stuttering. After another half an hour sweat began to pour on Thanatos' features. This was the part that he conserved his strength for. He no longer chanted, but in a fit of concentrated rage, started screaming out the words. The pain he harnessed from himself into the spell. The larvae rose in the air squirming in fright and confusion. Not understanding that their way of life would permanently change in the next few minutes. Finally Thanatos uttered the end of the ritual. Thrusting his hands out, pouring the final hurdle in power. Dark red bolts of power engulfed the circle. The Bloody runes entered as well at the same time. They formed a perfect sphere of dark side energy, engulfing the larvae. The black orb after a few minutes shrank, then grew again, then started taking shape. They squirmed, the shapes, until finally they took the shape of the larvae. Pronouncing the ritual successfully completed there was a loud pop in release of power. The circle of runes was gone.

The larvae looked very differently than what they previously did. There eyes no longer looked innocent, but dark red. Their skin like-wise no longer green, but darker than black. They pulsated with power. Thanatos was pleased. He said, "It is time I named you two..." At the sound of his voice they looked in his direction, eagerly awaiting every word that he said next. Thanatos pricked his finger and walked up to them both tracing with blood their symbols. To the one on the left that had the symbol of a star within a octagon, he said, "I name you Violence." Then to the other on the right with the shape of a upside down trident surrounded by a hexagon, he said, "I name you Rage."

They were now under his complete control. He no longer set them in their cage. For now though he left them in the lab.

Thanatos was heaving in his chair, quite exhausted. The larvae devoted their full attention to his comfort devotingly, by helping him relax. Parthenon also helped by soothing his forearm. It was at this time he heard a knock on his door. In retrospect he was not surprised, he did after all output a colossal sum of power.

Getting up, the larvae cooed at their master wanting him to rest. Thanatos did not heed their request. He drew himself up and went to his side of the monitor looking at the other-side. Quite a surprise. Out of all who could have possibly came to find out about his ritual, it would be the Jedi? He spoke to her via the monitor saying, "What is it you seek here?"

He was not fully sure of her intent. So her next words would prove to be interesting.

Thanatos cackled at the monitor. Oh this jedi was curious, now was she?

Thanatos replied, "You seek knowledge? The only Knowledge I could give you would be of the dark side. Something that you jedi stay wary of. By asking me that, you indicate that the knowledge you want is something that usually the Jedi Order stay well clear of. Is that the type of knowledge you seek? If want that knowledge from me, their would be a price. Service for service. If you cannot handle that. Then begone now, and never ask me again. If you answer to me in agreement then I want to see your dedication. Search your feelings. I only promise all the forbidden arts of the dark side.

He let her decided right then and there. He wanted to see her inner turmoil. What he was demanding was that she throw out her view of the dark side as something forbidden. He wanted to see her confidence in her choice. For that would be all that is required to try the practice.

"As for what was emitting the power. You will never know standing on that side of the door."