Neystu Eiha



"Neystu Quote"

― 'Droid Name' to Neystu Eiha



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Trembling First Steps
Neystu Eiha was one of Darth Umbra's daughters. Born into the privilege of the former Fengari powerbase, both her and her sister, Towa, quickly became spoiled and obnoxious as children, disrupting the servants with pranks and often damaging the droids for a laugh. Their uncle and father figure, Darth Eiha, was displeased with such a behaviour and determined that they were of no use to him in their current state. As such, he orchestrated a large-scale punishment for the two as a way to discipline them so that they could begin their journey into becoming Sith.

Neystu and Towa were placed in a cold, suffocating chamber deep in the estate's underground sections. They were left there for hours, with nothing to do and doors sealed tight. Eventually, they became hungry and were practically shouting for their uncle both angrily, like a selfish brat would, and in a pleading manner as well. Their reply was the loud, thunderous rise of a wall from the middle of the chamber that separated the twins. Fear of the unknown took their heart as both doors on each half of the room opened.

Neystu attempted to scream for her sister but the walls were soundproof. No reply was given. Shaking with terror, the young pureblood took a few steps outside the room and saw only a straightforward hall with dimly lit wall sconces. Neystu trembled after each step taken forward, her arms cooped together to preserve warmth; the cold was intolerable, it grasped and clawed at her neck and poisoned her lungs. No matter how much she kept walking, there was no end to the hall, continuing to starve and the cold getting to her.

Suddenly, she saw it; a large door in the distance, barely noticeable. She stretched her hand out, desperate to reach it as her steps became stumbles and meekly advances. She wanted to fall asleep, to succumb there, but that hollow, sinking feeling in her gut, her fear, kept her going, pushing herself out of despair. She managed to reach the door, weakly placing her hands on it to open it; it did not budge. It was sealed tight. Realizing this, Neystu began shedding tears. Her obnoxious behaviour had been decimated by the trauma of pain, of solitude and hopelessness. She weakly banged her fists against the door and her thirsty, raspy vocal cords attempted to utter a call for help, unsuccessful. That is when the door opened and she fell on the floor. She lifted her head upwards and saw that her twin sister had arrived at the same room from an opposite door. Before Towa stood Darth Eiha, who seemed to be pleased with her. Neystu looked upon her sister; she wasn't nearly as fatigued or weakened as she was. Not as desperate. Eiha then looked at Neystu and his expression turned into a severe, cold and dead stare. He congratulated Towa one last time and then walked away to the exit, not paying a single bit of mind to the desolated Neystu. That fateful night, she learnt to fear, and that fear became a permanent resident from then on. While her sister stood resilient, learning from that fear, Neystu became a slave to it.

Autodidact
From then on, Eiha began scheduling proper lessons and training sessions for Towa and Neystu. Towa revealed herself to be surprisingly diligent, properly disciplined by the fear that her uncle had planted in her. On the other hand, Neystu had become a squeamish girl, trembling and sobbing as soon as she held a vibroblade. The constant feeling of being judged and subjected to torment had placed an irrevocable form of fright that didn't let her advance in improving any of her skills. Eiha seemingly ignored her failures and kept dishing out basic teachings to both the twins, until one day, he stopped. He simply announced to the two that they were on their own from then on out and would need to grow by themselves. Neystu's desperation only grew while Towa became shocked at such an abrupt turn in her training. It was rather awkward. Ever since their real training, Neystu and Towa didn't speak much. Left to themselves, they wandered into the estate's library in an attempt to autodidact. Towa immediately detected Neystu's fear when attempting to use Force Lightning, no more than a few crackles coming out. The squeamish girl didn't have any hatred or resentment, she held only fear for the future, a fear of not being able to be what her uncle wanted her to be. Sorrow.

Towa understood that her sibling couldn't profit from her training like she did, believing that she should practice in another way. Although diligent and obedient to Eiha, Towa still felt a bond with Neystu and decided to help her in her dilemma of becoming "the ideal Sith". Neystu spent night after night practicing with a vibroblade with her sister, who remained patient and compassionate towards her. But as she failed time and again, she felt pure frustration growing in her. And upon the slightest mistake in her 21st attempt made her let out a scream, a burst of unfiltered, raw emotion that shattered the windows and crushed the servos of nearby service droids. She hated, at last. Hated herself, hated that she was weak, hated that she wasn't a true Sith, hated that she couldn't be what Eiha wanted her to be. Hated that she couldn't even hold a blade properly. Perhaps hated Eiha himself… but her thoughts were clouded by pure emotion.

Towa managed to shield herself from the wave of Force energy emanating from her twin as she slowly advanced forward and touched her shoulder, screaming "Sister, I'm here! It's fine… You tried today and you'll try tomorrow! I'll be there, always!" And she ceased. Neystu fell to the ground, exhausted, but looking up, she saw the bright smile on her sister's face that told her "You show promise". And that was all she needed to boost herself to learn. With her sister as her tutor, Neystu improved a bit on her melee combat through several more tries. One day, however, Darth Eiha made an unexpected appearance in their training spot. Neystu was speechless, trembling slightly but Towa immediately kneeled and welcomed him. The zabrak didn't utter a word as he examined the two in a general way. After, however, he calmly requested a duel against the two. The twins were shocked but had little choice and complied to his wish. Eiha took an elegant-looking sparring blade from a weapon rack and gave the twins the first move.

Neystu's entire body was shaking but Towa comforted her by placing her hand on her shoulder with a look of reassurance. "Just like we practiced, now", she said. Neystu mustered her courage and nodded. Towa dashed towards the Sith Lord and began executing several attacks that often included overhead slashes, which were easily deflected by an unamused Darth Eiha, who quickly memorized her patterns. Just as he was about to riposte an overhead, Neystu swooped in and swung her blade, countering the attack and leaving Eiha wide open. He widened his eyes a small bit before returning them to normal, quickly applying Force Lightning on Towa, who was preparing to strike his chest. The twin screamed in agony as she fell to the ground. Neystu, out of rage, recklessly charged forward with an intent to kill. Eiha firmly grabbed her wrist and impeded her from using the weapon, staring down at her.

"Strike me with the Force", he menacingly ordered. Neystu's wrist began to hurt as she tried using her other hand to shoot Force Lightning, but failed. "You rely on her, don't you?", he asked in a seemingly calm manner. He received no reply, only the low sobbing of a fledgling Sith. He motioned his free arm and slapped Neystu across the face, the sharp end of his bracer running a scar down one of her eyes. The pureblood was thrown into the ground, writhing in pain as she held her bleeding eye. "You both rely on eachother", he concluded. "That can be a strength. But it's a weakness for you two", he simply said as he dropped the sparring blade and walked to the elevator, leaving without another word.

A Little Push
Months passed and Neystu's training had progressed a bit more although not as much as it should. Needless to say, Eiha was disappointed in the twins' development. However, he had a solution. Recently appointed as a member of the Emperor's Blades, he requested that his two nieces join as well. Given an opportunity to grow under a real Sith operation, Neystu and Towa were admitted. Albeit not the ideal Sith, Neystu tries everyday, step by step, for as small as they are, to become the Sith she thinks will not rid her of her fear but control it and master it like her uncle and sister do.

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