(Let them hate provided they fear.)
At age 12, she left her clan....literally was forced out by those who claimed they loved her, to find "cleanliness." What she found instead, was enlightment. She joined the Nightsisters of the Great Canyon beneath the rule of Tamith Kai--who later left with an Offworlder--a Dark Jedi--in building a place to train more Dark Jedi students, called the Shadow Academy.
She stole one of the slaves of the new arrivals to the realm of the Nightsisters rule and claimed him as her slave and mate.
She discovered he too carried Allya's magic and taught him the spells she knew, feeding him with her darkness till he had no choice but to follow her.
To ensure his loyalty, Renata Sabra lead Daray Carr to a wooded grove, several kilometers away from the Great Canyon to perform the spell of Bloodtie. Years before, Sabra forged what appears to be a metal disk with a razor sharp edge. It is about one foot in diameter with a constantly swirling iridescent finish which comprises the 7 colors of the rainbow. A weapon which she called a chak'ram. (chak meaning "metal" and ram meaning "disc")
Sabra took the chak'ram and slit Daray's palm, then slit her own and chanted as she gripped his wounded hand with her's. She looked him in the eyes, able to see him clearly in the light of the four pale moons and said slowly, "Daray Carr, I claimed you and bonded you to my blood. Now and forever you are mine and I am yours. Deny me now so I shall kill you."
He didn't deny her and she happily trained him further....each time teaching him the spells she was taught.
With Tamith gone, the Nightsisters were unorganized and all wanted to lead. Bitterness, uncertainy, greed, rumors, unrest wove their icy tendrils of discord around the clan, causing some to break off, others to kill their own kin for more supremacy. Sabra remained in the shadows, learning what spells she could from each sister, her strength growing unnoticed as she mastered each new spell and drew upon the darkness of the discord around her.
It was on a dark stormy night...a storm that was brewed into existence by none other than Sabra herself... that she stepped into the center of the Circle of Meeting--a large round natural indentation in the granite floor of the Great Canyon--and announced that the Nightsisters will form together now to best the witches and find ways off the planet, just as their former leader Tamith Kai did.
Their response was what Sabra was expecting.
A Nightsister stepped forward, placing herself into the circle and pointed a withered finger at Sabra. "You? You dare take precedence over the rest of us? You're nothing but a child, weak and still in need of your mother's milk for sustenance."
Sabra turned toward the Nightsister that was pointing accusingly toward her and with a slight jesture of her head the finger bent back with a snap, causing the Nightsister to wail in pain and rage. The wounded and enraged Nightsister raised up her other withered hand to call upon the Force lightning, but Sabra was faster and the blue-purple energy hit the Nightsister in the torso and lifted her 4 meters up and 5 meters back. The Nightsister, a cousin of Sabra's, landed with a sickening thud and didn't move. Sabra's blue eyes moved to the rest of the Nightsister's gathered around the Circle, noticing and sensing a shift in their expressions and feelings.
When no other stepped forward to challenge her, or didn't say anything against what she did or is planning to do, she continued. "I will lead us into battles, our strengths will turn our sisters, cousins, mothers, aunts to join us in our abounding strength. Then, together, we will find passage off this world to control others."
She turned a full circle, looking into each purple blotched face and asked, "Who is with me?"
Each Nightsister turned to look at another in question, as though their fate was determined by the other and Sabra hid a sneer of disgust by twisting her sneer into a half grin. No one stepped forward as they turned their heads back to her. Sabra quirks a brow in question. "No one? That's odd. I suppose I'll just have to steal all your men and my slave and mate, Daray, and myself will finish you all off now."
She raised her hands to call the cold blue-purple energy of the Force lightning and let her fingers splay out to strike five Nightsisters at once. Their screams drowned out the voices of those that started hissing, spitting and chanting to try to counter Sabra's punishment, but all of them went silent as Sabra used her powers to close up the Nightsister's throats, pinching their air off. After long seconds, she sensed a pleading from the Nightsisters, a deep begging of life and she released the hold of the Nightsister's throat and lowered her hands as the blue-purple energy dissapated, her fingertips sparking painfully as she let her blue gaze sweep the moaning and gasping women around her.
"This day you have chosen a new leader. I will not fail you, pray you do not fail me."
With that she turns and weaves a spell of illusion around her to make it look as though she disappeared from the meeting and leaves the Circle to join Daray who awaited her behind an "elbow" of the Great Canyon's twisted bottom. She ignored his look of concern as his gaze swept over her face, knowing there were new purple blotches there from her show of power. "Come, we have plans to make for the upcoming battle."