All right peeples, Legacy Wars is back! For this story as I did in part 1 I write in multiple points of view. If I'm going for first person of a particular character I'll put their title above each section. No title means its third person. I like experimenting with different things. Secondly, as I did with part 1, there will be an *ahem* adult version (no black screens) up on my website, you'll find the link in my sig tag. Third, I tend to write very organically, story develops itself as I write it. This presents the challenge of carrying things I started which can be fun. Basically I'm telling you this because as it stands right now this story is turning out to be very dark. Attachments to characters could be bad for your emotional health. You've been warned.

As always your feedback and constructive criticism is encouraged.

Legacy Wars: Death of The Force

Chapter 1: What the Frak?

24 hrs after the attack on Tython and the Death of The Emperor

The Smuggler

Port Nowhere

Cantina

"Who kicked your ass?"

My grin would have been wider, but I still had one hell of a bruise from my fight with Mekethia. I turned my head, meeting the cocky, affectionate grin of Andronikos Revel.

"Who busted you out of Imperial prison? Oh wait, that was me." I looked away from him so I could knock back my drink, but my amusement was the same. Some men were useful. Some were booty calls. And then there was Andro. I refused to call him Nikki, stupid frakking nickname.

"You bringing up ancient history to change the subject?" He sat down next to me as the bartender refilled my glass. "I heard about what went down on Tython. Why didn't you call me?"

"It was a family matter."

"I'm not family?"

"Nope." I hid my smile in the quick sip I took.

He got so close I could feel his breath on my face. "Bullshit."

I slowly turned my head towards his. Our noses touched. "You get a room or are we doing it right here?"

"Wouldn't be the first time. You sure you up for it?" Concern flickered in his eyes. "I don't like being gentle."

This time I let him see my smile. Dusted my mouth over his. "You couldn't break me if you tried."

"Don't say I didn't warn you." He didn't give a damn if I put my drink down or not. Luckily I knew him well enough that I did, just in time for him to toss me carelessly over his shoulder. The movement irritated the frak out of the knick I'd gotten in my side but I didn't particularly care about the pain. He'd make up for it.

-Black Screen-

Sheer instinct woke me up despite how comfortable I was. I was sprawled across Andro's bare chest, his arm around me, his warm hand on my back and in about ten seconds something was going to go wrong.

"Reide-"

"I know."

We were already out of bed and on the floor when the door to the room was knocked open and a hail of blaster fire from the assault droid rained down into the mattress. We both pulled our blasters from underneath the bed and fired back, ripping the big metal machine apart. The droid collapsed with a hiss, and lots of sparks.

We'd no sooner gotten to our feet then an explosion rocked the floating space port.

"What the frak?!" I growled and started throwing on my clothes. Andro was doing the same.

"What trouble are you in now Ria?"

"Me? You sure this isn't about you Pirate Boy?"

"I'm not the one out killing Emperors!"

He had a point. I threw on my jacket, turned on my cybernetic ear implant and connected to the holonet. Andro was at the door, firing at something in the hallway. I pulled my second blaster from the nightstand as another explosion hit, nearly knocking me off my feet.

"This isn't how I intended to spend the night." Andro growled and shot someone else. Considering his temper, it might not have been one of the bad guys.

"Yeah me either." I joined him in the doorway peeking to see if the coast was clear. "You bring your ship?"

"Not this time. Riding with you. Let's go."

We were jogging down a corridor towards the hanger bay when the news cast came through my implant. I ground to a halt. Andro bumped into my back. "What's wrong?"

It wasn't the shock that was keeping me immobile it was the implications of it of what I'd heard. "The... Citadel and Jedi Temple are gone. They exploded."

"What?!"

Had Xerrin and Elliah been in the temple? Where had Laresa's kids been? And if we were getting attacked, then Laresa- "We gotta move."

"You're the one that stopped."

We raced through the spaceport. I had no idea who sent the droids that were inside killing everyone and at the moment I didn't care. I knew we needed to know, but I had to get to my sister first.

I may or may not have loved Andro a little more when I got to the hanger door and realized that he had a data core from one of the droids we'd blasted apart on the way here in his hand. "I'm flying," he said.

"Yeah, okay." Sarcasm dripped from my voice as we both raced to the cockpit. The who was a better pilot was an argument we had frequently.

"You need to call your crew and find your sister. You can't do that if your flying."

I grit my teeth together. "Fine. But you better not get a scratch on her!" I quickly changed course, halting in front of my holo terminal and put in the call to Laresa's ship. "C'mon, c'mon, pick up."

The Jedi

Tython

Kalikori Village

I was standing in the forest, a few clicks from the Twi'lek settlement. I had close friends there, and a place to stay when I needed privacy. Several years ago I had taken half a dozen young Padawans in need of real combat training and left with them with a young, but capable Twi'lek Captain to protect their settlement and people from the flesh raiders while the rest of the Jedi slowly removed those that could not be rehabilitated to live in peace.

It had helped repair the bond between the Jedi and Twi'leks that shared Tython. But, I wasn't thinking about that particular accomplishment just now. I was recalling what Laresa had said to me just a short day ago. A smile hovered. Wait until I told her that I'd decided to take her advice.

"Hey gorgeous. You wanted to see me?"

I slowly turned, letting my miraluka gaze rest on Doc. He looked tired, but content. He'd spent the better part of the last twelve hours in med bay, helping tend to the Jedi that had been hurt during the fight. He was one of the best combat doctors I'd ever had the honor of witnessing in action. He was playfully arrogant, had relentless ambition and I silently hoped, still in love with me.

I watched his gaze lower and something akin to curiosity take over his face when he saw that the lightsaber I usually carried was nowhere to be found.

"Xerrin? What's wrong?"

"You gave me a speech," I said softly. "Before you asked me to marry you."

Doc went very, very still. I barely heard him when he finally said, "I did."

"Will you say it again?"

"Xerrin-"

I took another step closer and laid a gentle hand on his chest. "Please."

At first he said nothing and I quickly blocked out my sight completely. I didn't want to watch his emotions flare around him while he made his decision. I held perfectly still, waiting. Hoping...

"All right. You win. Here's the deal. I'm good-looking, smart, and charming. I'm a top flight medical specialist who does charity work. I've completely stopped looking at other women, which should be physically impossible. Bottom line..." he stopped.

"I love you," Xerrin finished for him.

Doc's face twisted. His hands came up and closed around my shoulders, as if he was uncertain whether to push me away or pull me closer. "What are you doing Xerrin?"

"I'm not a Jedi anymore," I said quietly.

He looked... shocked. "What? Why?"

"I've spent the better part of my life putting duty before family. I have no regrets about that. I am honored and humbled to have been able to accomplish what I have as a Jedi Master," I lifted my hand and touched his cheek. "But, now I think I'd like a change."

"That better be spending the better part of the rest of your life with me."

I slowly smiled. "If you wouldn't mind asking me again."

I unblocked my sight so I could see him now, and would have laughed at the expression on his face except he'd chosen that moment to kiss me. Something he had not done in a very, very long time. I wound my arms around his neck, holding him closer.

He drew away far too soon. "Xerrin-"

"Yes," I brushed my nose against his and smiled against his mouth. "Yes."

Doc hadn't been able to respond, an explosion rocked the forest and caught us, flinging Doc and I violently backwards.

The impact of my landing stole my breath and sent debilitating pain ricocheting through me. I tried to use the force to hang onto consciousness but it wasn't working. My ears were ringing, my limbs were not responding, and even my miraluka sight was hazy, leaving me unable to focus on anything with any clarity.

I heard someone call out to me, but it was too late. I was swallowed into darkness.