Rated T for Abuse and Mentioned Violence

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Sith Warrior – Chapter 1 Story and Companions

"You crushed Alderaan under your boot, apprentice. I am incredibly impressed, the planet will feel the sting for years to come." Darth Baras boomed. My Lord had gathered our feeble crew together in the galley as he addressed Darth Baras. The slave stood on the other side of my lord and away from the holo, as she should be.

"I better be earning much more than your accolades." Lord Kamoth responded. He was taller than I, with a large upper torso. He was a pureblood as bright red as his saber with jagged bone structures jutting out from his chin. He wore a gold plate over the bridge of his nose. His eyes were a fierce yellow but could rage red with the slightest flare of anger. He was powerful and he knew it, his confidence palpable. He always regarded Darth Baras with disrespect, it was sickening.

"When all is accomplished, the benefits will be considerable." And Darth Baras always put up with his apprentice's immaturity. He was the prince and I just a mere servant boy. "Nomen Karr's Padawan can no longer hide in anonymity. I am pleased."

And what is this?

"By rooting out this Jaesa Willsaam's parents, you have reached across the galaxy to strike a sharp blow at our enemies."

Ah, an incoming transmission from… well it does not say.

"Every lead followed perfectly. Every planet ravaged. Our adversary is growing antsy, I can feel it."

It shall have to wait until Darth Baras is finished.

"Expect news soon. Baras out." Darth Baras' image dissipated as the transmission cut.

"My lord," I began. "I thought it prudent not to interrupt Darth Baras. We received a recorded transmission. It is queued when you are ready." Lord Kamoth nodded and I began to play the recording. A young girl filled the air where Baras once was. She had dark hair down to her shoulders and wore the robes of a Jedi

Jaesa Willsaam.

"Sith, I'm Jaesa Willsaam." She spoke with confidence and poise. "My Master, Noman Karr, has no idea I'm sending this message. Let's be real-" So not as elegant as before. "-we both know this isn't about us." Though she must be quite the courageous soul to seek out my lord.

"Ah, the hunted seeks the hunter." I interrupted. Lord Kamoth shot me a glare, a warning to be silent. I obeyed and returned to parade rest.

"Our masters pretend otherwise, but this is personal. You and I are only pawns in their private war." She understands more than my Lord does apparently. "And those I care about are caught in the middle. It has to stop."

"Wow, gotta give it to her—she sure got guts." Vette chirped.

Idiot slave girl.

"I'm concentrating, slave." Kamoth sneered. Vette cried out as Kamoth pressed the button to shock her.

"Don't let my screaming get in the way!" She shrieked. I was surprised when she did not receive another shock, but quickly returned my attention back to the young girl speaking.

"I appreciate directness. Your brutal actions have my attention, but this passive-aggressive foolishness is intolerable." She spoke eloquently, as if she had practiced this speech for months. "This message includes coordinates where I'll be waiting in my ship. Let's discuss this face-to-face. No more nonsense." Her image disappeared.

Clearly this was a set up to attack Lord Kamoth.

"What do you think of that, Captain?" I was once again surprised by my lord. It was rare for him to ask the opinions of others, especially those beneath him.

"It could be a trap, my lord. Nomen Karr may have put her up to it." I told him, he went over what I said in his mind for a moment.

"Hey, don't listen to Captain Paranoid here. I don't think it's a trap, I trust her." The slave spoke out of nowhere. I began downloading the coordinates Jaesa sent with her message.

"Your opinion doesn't count, slave. Especially when it isn't asked for." Lord Komath shocked the slave once again.

She will never learn her lesson.

"Garbage, Wookie poo, that hurts!" She yelled out. The datapad beeped as the coordinates finished downloading.

"The coordinates are set, my lord. We can rendezvous with her ship whenever you give the word." I interrupted the slave's cries.

"Go set the ship on course Captain. The slave must be punished." The girl's eyes widened. She began backing away as Lord Kamoth turned to her. I swiftly left the galley before witnessing what happened next.