#hego demask

[i-steal-bones]

Does anyone else remember reading an Obi-Wan centric fanfic where one of the plot points near the end was him getting kidnapped by Darth Plageius or Darth Sidious and Falling? I'm pretty sure the Darth(s) made him fight Maul at some point and Obi-Wan ended up killing the Sith by using the Living Force which caused less *karmic backlash* to someone using the Dark Side of the Force than the Cosmic Force which was what the Sith have been using this entire fic. I cannot for the life of me remember the title and I've been going through my bookmarks for days trying to find it with no luck

[meadforspeed]

All poor Hego ever wanted was to live forever and have an apprentice who didn’t secretly hate him and meticulously plot his demise for literal decades :( 

Sure he also wanted to run horrible Force experiments on unwilling subjects and the destroy the Jedi order, but everyone’s got to have hobbies

[the-clones-deserve-the-best]

He looks like he's peaking out from his room to see if the guests have left so he can eat the leftovers.

ABSOLUTELY CRYING AT THIS, YOU GUYS, I AM LOSING MY SHIT SO HARD LOOK AT HIM!!!! I CANNOT STOP LAUGHING WHAT A WEIRD LITTLE CREEPER HE'S BEING THE DRAMATIC FINGERS AROUND THE BEND OF THE ROCK WHY IS HE DOING THAT??? THERE'S NO REASON OTHER THAN TO BE A WEIRD LITTLE DRAMATIC CREEPER???? AND FOR WHO??? NO ONE IS THERE TO SEE HIM! HE'S JUST PEEKING OUT AROUND THE CORNER OF THE ROCK LIKE HE'S A SCARED LITTLE KID AND NOT ONE OF THE BIGGEST BADS IN THE STAR WARS UNIVERSE OR SOME WEIRDO WHO IS SPYING ON YOU IN THE SHOWER OR THAT HE'S SAD HIS BFF IS BETRAYING HIM AND GETTING A NEW FRIEND NOOOOO ): ): ): AND I CANNOT STOP LAUGHING ABOUT IT BECAUSE YEAH THAT CHECKS OUT EVERY SITH LORD HAS BEEN A HOT DISASTER WHO WENT ASS FIRST OUT A WINDOW AT SOME POINT ON OUR SCREEN WELCOME TO BEING A HOT MESS LOSER ON SCREEN, PLAGUEIS YOU'RE WEIRD AS HELL AND COMPLETELY UNSCARY WHEN YOU'RE NOT ACTIVELY KILLING ANYONE, YOU'LL FIT RIGHT IN

[stagbeetleboy]

⚠️gore/mutilation

The assassination attempt on Hego Demask really was the beginning of his downfall. He went full geriatric phantom of the opera after this.

[kcrabb88]

Hi, I saw someone else ask for a snippet on your page so I decided to try my luck. May I please have a snippet from KTL? Love the most recent chapter btw. I can feel Palpatine gearing up to make a huge mistake, I hope that's what's happening

Thank you so much! I'm so glad you enjoyed the latest chap (I really loved writing that one!) <3 Palpatine is definitely going to make some big mistakes (and really already made quite a large one hahaha) though because of all the power he has it will take some time for that to unravel him. But he's definitely letting his obsession and arrogance get the better of him! Here's a snippet from the beginning of the next chapter!

Sitting across the table from Count Dooku with a cup of steaming tea in front of him, Obi-Wan has a glimpse of what life might have been like had his grandmaster remained with the Order.  

Unfortunately, it is only a glimpse.  

Conflicted memories stir inside him. The electro whip cracking across his back. Dooku’s hateful whisper in his ear. Dooku’s gentle hands wiping him down and tilting water to his lips. The aura around him is decidedly different. How would he describe it? A raging river, perhaps. A raging river beneath a dim sun fighting for purchase from behind stubborn clouds.  

Light. Light has filled in Dooku’s cracks, but Obi-Wan would be remiss not to notice the fear in him. The ready-to-go arrogance that is not so easily gotten rid of.  

Fingers brush across his shoulder. Whether real or the ghost of Qui-Gon's presence inside that awful cell, it is, nonetheless, his master.  

And that’s what gives him courage.  

“I’m here with a question,” Obi-Wan begins. “I ... we need your help.”  

That we includes Mace, Anakin, Padme, Quin, Bail, and Yoda, all of whom are waiting outside while Obi-Wan talks to Dooku alone.  

“Anything,” Dooku says. “What do you need?”  

Irritation prickles in Obi-Wan's stomach. Anything is almost too broad and born of guilt for his actions against Obi-Wan personally. Though, he senses that Dooku is being candid—or attempting to be, anyway. According to the others, he has been helpful.  

Obi-Wan slides the printed-out photo of Palpatine and Demask across the table.  

“This man”--he taps the Muun in question--“is Hego Demask. And I am fairly certain he was Palpatine’s master, Darth Plagueis. Am I right?” 

[passionesolja]

Praying for the Darth Plaguies fans because they might make Hego Demask a human female who has a force dyad tie with Sheev Palpatine . Praying for everybody in the Plaguies fan club because these are dark times

[26lettters-blog]

Darth Plagueis

4 out of 5 stars

moderate to hard listening to, might be easier to read.

     “Rarely did events play out as imagined, in any case. The order of future events was transient. In the same way that the past was reconfigured by selective memory, future events, too, were moving targets. One could only act on instinct, grab hold of an intuited perfect moment, and spring into action.” - Darth Plagueis

A must read for any star wars fan. As the prequels are the rise and story of Anakin Skywalker, this story tells not only the story of Darth Plagueis and the rise of the Sith, but it’s the story of his apprentice, a young man named Sheev Palpatine, from awkward teenager to emperor, this is the story that every star wars fan wanted to know, but had only hints at.

Starting as Darth Sidous stands over the body of his master, he reflects that even the most powerful of them, can’t  avoid the rule of two.Reflecting over the past century of events, the story goes back to rise of Darth Plagueis, and how he found a teenager named Sheev Palpatine, taking him under his wing, shaping a strong force user into the man we all knew him as.

Following his rise, and interactions with not only Darth Plagueis, this isn’t just a story of the master and apprentice. It’s the story of how the sith shaped the world into their image, using other’s good intentions and desires to create the world they wanted. Like they say, the road to hell is paved in other’s good intentions. And that is what this is. A story of the road that led us to Episode IV: New Hope.

Featuring not only Darth Plagueis and Sidious, and the beginnings of their careers with a whole cast of characters, but they start interacting with the characters we all know and love as the end of the book approaches and brings us to the prequels.

The thing that made this book a hard listen to was the constant switching back and forth between using Darth Sidious and Plagueis’ names, to their given names Hego Demask and Palpatine. While I understand Luceno’s reasoning for it being that he’s showing the private lives of the sith is separate from their public lives. It was just hard listening to it, and even after listening to the whole book, it was hard to remember who was who, when they kept switching around. I think it would be a little easier reading it, but it was hard listening to.

Anyways, I still loved the book, it was a good look at the past, through the eyes of the sith,there was just a few hiccups.

[sl-walker]

I am just pickled enough to do this.  So, let’s do this.

The AU that no one could ever have imagined before I made the mistake...

... the awesome mistake...

...the decision to write SioF.

So, it goes like this.

The Republic has a problem with understanding the requirements of juvenile offenders, which is why they keep somehow ending up in the general prison population instead of, you know, in a juvie rehab facility.  (Lookin’ at you, Boba, you poor little duck.)  Sometime around the age of thirteen, fourteen, they ended up with this half-zabrak who killed three guys in a highly illegal gladiatorial combat ring, but instead of doing the thing that would make sense, like maybe treating the kid with decency, they pretty much just throw him in prison.

There is actually some surprising interest in this nobody nightbrother teenager; the senator of Naboo, for instance, petitions for his release, but that doesn’t matter because he ends up killed in a mysterious airspeeder accident.  Hego Demask pointedly does not show an interest.

The kid survives half a dozen assassination attempts, and ends up maiming the inmates who tried, never mind causing some real damage to a guard or two.  By now, the Republic is probably never, ever going to let him go.  Luckily for them, a new breakthrough by an independent laboratory funded by the IBC has come up with a way to paralyze the midichlorians of Force users for a time and has given the drug to the Republic-- for a price.  Hey, research isn’t cheap!  The Jedi are really very pissed off about this, in a perfectly peaceful, serene and acceptable manner, but that cat’s out of the bag.

(We won’t talk about how Plagueis totally would direct a laboratory to release this and still make a damned profit on it, all at the same time.)

Speaking of the Jedi, it had been a Jedi observer who figured out that the kid who got convicted of killing people was Force sensitive, but despite their petition for custody, they were turned down.  Who knew what would have happened, but the Republic wasn’t willing to let him go.

So, a couple to few years pass.  Cut off from the Force, Maul gets rather subdued and despondent; he’s still more than capable of defending himself, but he has heard nothing from his Master, has no access to the senses he was born with and has relied on his whole life.  He basically marks time, but he doesn’t even really think about escape after awhile, because the reality of it sinks in: Where would he even go?  He’s horribly equipped to deal with the world, the only experience he has with interacting with it is Orsis, and let’s face it, there’s a difference between interacting with mercenary cadets and the public.

It’s a pretty miserable situation, basically.  Depression would be putting it mildly.  He might not even exist, in any real sense of the word.

Meanwhile, though, there’s a bill being floated by Bail Antilles, on the urging of any number of civilized systems, to improve prison conditions in the Republic.  It’s purely happenstance (unless it’s the will of the Force, but let’s not get too flighty) that Bail Organa is on Coruscant -- he’s on the board of directors for three different charities and that involves travelling sometimes for various functions -- and that he’s visiting the Senator of Alderaan at a time when he ends up invited on the tour of the facilities.

Not too surprisingly, since this is my AU, he does catch a glance of the teenager hanging around the general population and, not shockingly, gets curious enough to ask questions.  Because Bail’s definitely not the kind of guy to just let things go.  He doesn’t get much, at first, but even though he’s not even thirty yet, he’s been raised as the heir to a major player house on Alderaan and indeed, in the Republic, so he definitely has his connections and so he’s able to get a bunch of information even the Jedi couldn’t.

This takes months.  His eventual petitioning for Maul’s parole takes several more.  But Bail is persistent, from a powerful family, from a rich family, so eventually he gets what he wants, which is a paroled half-zabrak.

Maul has literally no idea what the hell is going on.

No, really.  This is out of the blue for him.  He was fully expecting to spend the rest of what was shaping up to be a very short life in prison, all connection to the Force numbed, until someone managed to off him.  He does not expect probation.  And who is this really unnecessarily large human who won it for him.  And why?

But this is how Maul ends up on Alderaan.  Lost isn’t even the word for it; is there a stronger word than lost?  Because whatever word that is, that might come within a few parsecs.  Maybe.

He gets his sense of the Force back, but he’s become so accustomed to doing without that he doesn’t feel anything about the return of it; not triumph, not hope, not anything.

He really has no idea how to live outside of someone else’s control.  Prison had just made that worse, so while he has plenty of opportunity to run away, it just-- doesn’t happen.  Again, where would he even go?  What good would it do him?  He’s a weapon, and a highly-specialized one, at that.  Beyond that fact, though, he’s been so adrift for years now, so shut-down, that he’s more like a walking ghost than a person.  Because if Mustafar was bad, if Orsis was structured, prison-- prison was devastatingly numbing and empty.

This does not get better quickly, either.  He just keeps marking time, waiting to go back to prison, or for his master to reclaim him, or for direction.  Something.

Meanwhile, House Organa isn’t one hundred percent thrilled with their prodigal son, given they have this convict under their roof and protection, but it’s a mixed bag and frankly, Alderaan has a very long history of taking in refugees and those who have no home.  And Bail has more than enough force of personality to keep Maul around, even if he serves no purpose at all, except to haunt the grounds like the ghost he is.

That isn’t to say Bail doesn’t care.  But while he holds a degree in political science and has been involved in some form of public service since before he even has memory, he’s never in his life had to actually rehabilitate anyone.  He’s out of his depth, so he mostly just tries to muddle through it; once a day or so, he goes and asks Maul how he is, how he’s doing, and sits with him for awhile even when it seems to make no difference.

One hundred percent of the time, he doesn’t get an answer.  Only about thirty percent of the time does he even get eye contact.

Bail might not know what he’s doing, but he doesn’t give up.  And honestly, he’s prepared for the idea that House Organa might just end up playing host to a specter forever; even then, Bail is pretty sure it beats prison.

The first thing Maul says -- literally the first thing he says, he’s been silent for months and months -- when Bail one day asks him how he is, is “I don’t know.”  It’s just barely above a whisper.  And this poor kid hasn’t even heard his adult voice yet; this is the first time.

Later, though, he remembers the day with shocking clarity; they are on the estate, near the stream running through the heart of it hard and fast; it’s summer and the sky is bright and clear, and it smells good here, clean and alive and since he has gotten his Force senses back, he can feel the echoes of generations of this family on this property; of their loves and sorrows and hopes and fears.  Of course, he isn’t a part of it, but maybe that’s why he says anything.

The second thing he asks is, “Why am I here?”

The third thing he asks is, “What am I here for?”

Bail has no good answers, but he takes each word as some kind of gift.  Somewhere along the line, he got invested.  He has no good answers, because really, Maul isn’t here for anything.  But despite not having any good answers, or even any answers at all, he cares a hell of a lot.

Once their ghost becomes a little less of a ghost, they get him a tutor; he’s shockingly well educated, but there are also shocking gaps in that education.  Maul, on the other hand, is a rather diligent student because this, at least, is something he can understand.

The first time he goes from being a ghost to being alive, present, he gives Bail one helluva black eye.  The panic attack seems to blow in out of nowhere like a storm; one minute that mostly numb calm, the next the floodgates open, and he’s properly in his skin, and it’s more than he can cope with.  Bail just reaches out to offer a bracing hand on the shoulder and gets hit so hard he ends up on his back, clutching his face.  Maul doesn’t know what set him off, but he never wants to feel that way again.

However, this is the first panic attack, but nowhere near the last.

In between, there is a lot of pacing.  Maul does run once; something in his head snaps and he makes for the spaceport.  But the same problem he had before is still there: Where would he even go?

There’s another problem, too, though: There’s this unnecessarily large human who cares about him and who has never tried to hold him prisoner -- indeed, has gone to great lengths to get him out of prison -- and if there is one thing that Maul has never had before but has always wanted, deep in the core of himself, it was for someone, anyone, to believe in him.  And Bail does.

He goes back and that is the first and the last time he tries to bolt.

It’s also the first real choice he has ever made as an adult.

That does change things.  He engages more, if slowly and haltingly.  He still panics, still loses all orientation, still lashes out in that state despite not meaning to.  After he ends up giving poor Bail a concussion, he decides it’s time to train the man in self-defense.  Because while Bail learned very quickly to back away, the man still refuses to outright leave Maul alone in such a state, and the only way he won’t be a target will be if he can prevent himself from being a victim.

Bail doesn’t like Maul’s reasoning, but self-defense is useful in its own right.  He’s not entirely lacking in grace, but he grew incredibly fast and spent a few years as a genuine clutz, and even just past thirty, he still doesn’t always feel perfectly comfortable in his own skin.

Maul, though, is a shockingly good teacher.  In his element, he is confident and calm and skilled and he’s also incredibly patient.  It’s something even he didn’t expect to be, but it’s a comfortable fit.  

(He also ends up teaching more rudimentary self defense to Bail’s three sisters, but he isn’t sure they’re actually there to learn it.)

The years pass; by the time he is twenty, he is three years past the age of majority on Alderaan and has been declared rehabilitated by an independent Republic observer.  For the first time, he’s free, but he still stays with House Organa.  By now, he is firmly one of them, even if not officially speaking; this is his home, and he knows every inch of this estate, and he would defend it with his life.

It’s before this that he discovers an unexpected talent, though: He can make Bail Organa laugh.  Maul doesn’t even mean to, at first; it’s an accident, a matter-of-fact observation of a particularly stodgy dignitary visiting, and he’s actually startled when Bail starts laughing, hard enough to redden his face and make him wipe his eyes.

This rapidly becomes one of the top five things Maul enjoys in life.

He hones his wit like he would a blade; it comes naturally and really, all Maul needs to learn is the timing, to hit the exact moment he needs to, in order to have Bail curling around his own ribs.  He first learns to really laugh himself because he learns how to make Bail laugh.

Bail is observant.  But he doesn’t notice the way Maul starts watching him.  By now, they are not quite kin, but they are close; they are at least deeply friends, if in a nonstandard way.  For Bail, friendship is easy; for Maul, it is more like devotion.  Because while Bail has steadfastly refused to name what he’s for, Maul has learned how to make some decisions and Bail is one of them.

When he is twenty -- free and as close to okay as he has ever been in his relatively short life -- he sweeps Bail to the mat and pins him there, and there is nothing unintentional about this.  Bail -- who is usually steady, a solid sort of presence to the occasional firestorm Maul can be -- must sense some of the tenor of this; his dark eyes are wide and his heart is hammering so hard that Maul can feel the beat of it against his palms, where his hands are wrapped tight, but not bruising, around Bail’s wrists.

It’s such a strange feeling; it is predatory, but not.  And tender, too, in a way.  It’s a rush of heat and the urge to bite and the urge to soothe, all at once.  It’s not the first time Maul’s ever felt this, about this man, but it’s easily the strongest.

To Bail, this has never really crossed his mind; he hasn’t failed to notice how striking Maul is, because honestly anyone with eyes could notice that, but the thought of something other than friendship just hasn’t occurred.  There is thirteen years of age between them and while Bail has certainly been involved with people before, he has always known ultimately that he would marry for his House and that his life is one of service.  But he isn’t just pinned bodily, but by the intensity staring back at him, vivid gold and calculating, but so filled with adoration that it almost aches to be on the other side of it.

Maul asks, “Do you want me to let go?”

And Bail, at a whisper, shaken and feeling the whole world as he knows it shift invisibly under the foundations of his life, answers, “I don’t know.”

It’s an honest answer.  The best kind of answer is an honest one.  The desire doesn’t go away, and there’s nothing in Maul which hesitates, but the rush of warmth and softness is a real thing, and this is the first time he has ever kissed anyone.  He only has observation and want to go on, no practice or skill, but--

But it’s enough.

There’s more, obviously.  Like how that plays out.  And Breha.  And life.  But.  XD  I am pretty damn drunk by now -- forgive the typos -- so have one of the most unlikely pairings in SW and why I think it’d work out. XD  To start.

[ladyvxder]

Star Wars Villains - [1/?] Sheev Palpatine - Emperor Palpatine - Darth Sidious

Son of the Naboo noble Cosinga, Palpatine grew up to be cruel and filled with rage. His opposition of his father gained him the attention of Darth Plagueis - under the guise of Magister Hego Demask of Demask Holdings. Cosinga learned of his son's relationship with Demask and decided to send Palpatine away somewhere he could no longer contact Demask. However, Palpatine destroyed his entire family and their guards using nothing but the Force. Once this was done, he contacted Plagueis and was apprenticed to him.

In the following years, Palpatine grew in power and learned many secrets from Darth Plagueis in the Dark Side of the Force. The two were often experimenting with the Dark Side, and one of their experiments lead to the Force to be tilted out of balance. In response, the Force created Anakin Skywalker, also known as the Chosen One. Upon receiving the power and ability to do so, Palpatine killed his master Plagueis, following the Rule of Two Sith tradition that the apprentice surpasses the master.

[kingbobtheking-blog]

“Evil? What is that? ...You said you were death itself. Are you evil, then, or are you simply stronger and more awake than others? Who gives more shape to sentient history: the good, who adhere to the tried and true, or those who seek to rouse beings from their stupor and lead them to glory? A storm you are, but a much needed one, to wash away the old and complacent and prune the galaxy of dead weight."

Darth Plagueis to young Palpatine 

[passionesolja]

Okay so this post by @stagbeetleboy got me fr thinking about Sidious’ training. We don’t know much about it.

Now, we know from other sith masters and their apprentices that sith training is grueling so you would think “okay sith training isn’t fun, why is sidious hung up on Plaguies choking him with the force once?”

Dawg, hear me out, what if Plaguies gave Sidious more of a “yeh it’ll be difficult but I won’t completely crush your whole spirit” type training because he knew Sidious would possibly snitch on him if he felt like he didn’t wanna be a Sith Lord anymore.

Like Plaguies is some old alien banker man in high society. Sidious is some human young man noble. All Sidious would have to do is be like

“Hego Demask influenced me into killing my family so that I could become apart of his sith order club😪I’m so sorry I don’t want to be sith 😢I was only 17 and didn’t know what I was doing😔jedi please help me”

And it’s a wrap for Plaguies. The Jedi and republic on him just like they were when anakin told them Sidious was Sidious.

Whether or not Sidious believes that is irrelevant. You would have master yoda feeling bad for this mf not knowing that if it went a different way, Sidious would be destroying his whole shit.

Like all it takes is one bad training week, Sidious getting his young man pride and ego hurt, and Plaguies turning his back for one second and Sidious bringing the whole Jedi order and republic over.

We see how flippantly the Jedi act when the Sith Lord thing is brought up.

If these people would literally try to take Sidious in DOA after a he-said-she-said situation, I highly doubt they wouldn’t take a “early 20s Sheev Palpatine telling the Jedi order Plaguies’ identity and framing himself as the victim” claim equally serious.

Just a thought tho