Before reading this chapter; for those who think Lilith deserves to be a bad bitch Sith for awhile longer.. all I'm going to say is TRUST MY PROCESS. Despite how this chapter is going to go, I have a good plan. I don't want to spoil anything but just know Palpatine isn't going to give her up so easily. Not everything is going to turn out how you might think.

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Also this one is short and I'm sorry! But the next update will be Thursday and I promise to make it AT LEAST 3k 😘
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Lilith's/(y/n)'s POV
Shaak Ti slowly walked towards the force barrier of her cell; her dark eyes looked me over, taking in my appearance,"What's with the mask?"

"Life support." I responded bluntly.

"And the eyes?" She tilted her head to the side with a scoff, "What the hell happened to you (y/n)?"

This is the first time we've seen each other since her false trial. Although I'm sure she's heard whispers from others of what I've become; or at least that's what I'm assuming since she doesn't look at all surprised.

"It's Lilith now, and what happened is..." I trailed off; trying to place all of my disarranged thoughts together, coherently.

I was feeling highly overwhelmed by everything that's been happening these past few days; including the information I've been bombarded with by Obi-Wan. I hardly knew how I felt, or even what to believe at this point.

Did I get my owed revenge for how the Jedi treated Cal and I?

Was it really Master Windu who was inside of my mind?

Did I actually save Anakin's life from the corruption of the Jedi?

Or did I just trust the wrong person?

"Not of your concern," I sighed as I stepped closer to the barrier, and pressed the key to disperse it; taking her by surprise.

She took a step back, "Come to kill me like you've killed the rest?" She eyed me with loathing, although the look of hate quickly turned into fear when I walked deeper into her cell.

I shrugged before folding my arms over my chest, "That entirely depends on if you're compliant with me or not; and not all are dead, some have thrived."

I could see it in her eyes that her mind was stuck on one individual; it wasn't necessarily hard to figure out the person she was protecting over a year ago, "Is-"

"Your daughter is alive yes," I informed her of Ahsoka's well-being; her nervous expression shifted into into one of joy-filled relief, "But I have her." I added; making that joyful expression falter quicker than it came.

"If you hurt her I swear-"

"Don't bother,"I raised my hand and closed my fist; using the force to seal her mouth shut before she could berate me with her useless threats, "Your threats are nothing to me, I am more superior than you in more ways than one." I released my hold on her mouth, and she learned her lesson by remaining silent, "But don't worry; I have no intentions of harming her, she's important to someone I still care for."

"Anakin Skywalker?" She asked with a knowing look.

I shook my head slowly, "No, Cal Kestis. It appears our children are in love." I chuckled as I began walking around the cell and eyeing the interior. She had drawings taped to the walls, some even of Ahsoka, others of the temple, "But never-mind that," I looked away from the memory inducing images and faced her once more, "I've come for some information, and if you cooperate; not only will I not kill you, I'll even take you to her." I bargained.

She narrowed her eyes with an untrusting look, "Why would you do something like that for me?"

I looked around the cell again, feeling a bit of sympathy that she's had to call a place like this home for over a year; for nothing, "You're in here for a crime that was my mine, I suppose I owe you one for not speaking up at that trial."

"Why didn't you?" She questioned with a hint of anger, "We had a plan, you said you would help me!" She began to shout as her eyes filled with tears; she was growing bold, knowing I wasn't here to kill her simply because she potentially has information that I need.

But just because I won't kill her, doesn't mean I won't hurt her.

In seconds she was gasping for air as I stared her down. I wasn't even lifting a finger to do this; my powers have grown significantly this past year. I'm the strongest I have ever been, "You would do well to control your emotions Master Ti, it's not the Jedi way to lose yourself in anger now is it?" I tilted my head; watching her fall to her knees while her hands tugged at the invisible force surrounding her neck.

"I'm so-ry," She choked with tears steaming down her cheeks.

I finally released my hold, not wanting to accidentally do something permanent. She coughed violently after taking a deep inhale of her missed oxygen,"If you must know," I began while walking towards her defenseless figure on the floor," I was threatened just as you were. If I had spoken up, the man I loved would have died."

I still remember that day as clearly as if it was today. The guilt and pain I felt over what I had to do to her haunted me for months, but I was only trying to protect someone close to me. If she chooses not to understand that, then that's her problem and no longer mine.

"Skywalker?" She asked with teary eyes that slowly looked up and met mine.

I nodded as an answer to her question before moving on, "Now enough with this pointless conversation," I used the force to bring her up to her feet, and she quickly flew up; her eyes widening as I pushed her back so she was sitting on her bed, "It's time to get to the real reason I came here, I trust you'll tell me the truth."

The questions I have, I've already heard answer to each of them, but Ti will help me determine if what I've been told is true or not. As I've said before, she has no reason to lie; unlike everyone else in my life.

She exhaled nervously with a slow nod, "Okay, what is it you want to know?"

"Well first; what do you know about Katherine Winters and Qui-Gon Jinn?"

Her eyes narrowed in confusion at my request, "Um well, I don't know much about Katherine, except that she was a shop owner on Alderaan who was killed over twenty years ago. But the culprit was never caught, and her missing child 'Amara Winters' was never found either; just an empty crib."
(Pronounced: Um-Ar-Uh. It means Everlasting in Latin. It felt a little weird to give ya'll an 'original name' but it makes sense because you know they had to have named you something when you were born.)

Was she really my mother; and was that my real name? I felt my heart beating quicker with every word she spoke, and anger coursing through my veins. Was Obi-Wan telling the truth?

"As for Qui-Gon, he was a member of the council; but was killed when you were still young by a Sith on Naboo. But you did know him, he was quite attached to you actually." She half-smiled with sadness in her eyes, and my chest grew heavy.

"Do you have any reason to believe the father of Katherine's child could be Qui-Gon?" I questioned, even though something inside of me was telling me that everything I've been told is true. Like the lighter side of the force itself was trying to get to me just as everyone else has been.

Ti looked taken aback by my question, "That I don't know. But she did give him and Kenobi refuge for a short time; well according to Kenobi's report."

I had faint memories of him; I was only seven when he stopped coming around and I was told by Obi-Wan that he had passed. As a seven year old I hardly understood the concept of death, so I remained a bit unfazed at the time. But thinking about him now, remembering his kind smile and his soft voice as he'd sing to me when I couldn't sleep; it finally began to hurt. And the fact that he may have been my father this entire time, made it hurt even more.

I inhaled and exhaled heavily already figuring most of it out; Sidious killed my mother and stole me away from her, he also had to have had something to do with my fathers death as well. Then he lied to me, made me believe that he was my actual father, and for what; to make it easier for me trust him?

Well it worked, I'll give him that. But he's going to pay for what he did to my parents, and to me. He stole my fucking life from me. I did my best to hold in my anger because I still had some things I wanted to ask, "What do you know about the day I was found by Master Yoda and Kenobi?"

She stayed silent as she thought for a moment, then glanced back up to me, "You were dirty, bruised, starved, dehydrated, and absolutely terrified of everyone. You wouldn't even speak to anyone besides Yoda or Obi-Wan. That went on for a some time until you warmed up to others."

"Do you believe I was tortured?"

"Strongly." She answered with sympathy.

I was only a child.. I tightened my fists to the point to where it was painful for me.

"One last question; was it Palpatine who threatened Ahsoka if you didn't pay for my crimes?" Without saying anything, she nodded.

That's all I needed to know now, the answer to that questioned sealed the truth. I've been manipulated, and lied to this entire time. Every single thing he has ever told me was now in my mind, and I was beginning to question all of it.

It had to have been him who was inside of my head, not Mace. He really has been manipulating me since the very beginning, weakening my mind so I would trust in him over everyone else. Even Anakin..

Anakin.

"You kept up your end, so I'll keep up mine," I turned away from her and walked out of the cell, "Let's go, I have one more person to talk to, but before that; I'll take you to your daughter."

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Be prepared for the next one, It's going to be a big one, and it will make you happy, then sad...
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