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Story: Non-linear vignettes detailing the rise, crowning, and reign of Lady Enyo, once known as Ezra Bridger, of the Empire. Dark!Fem!Ezra, slight Inquisitor and Agent Kallus romance.
Set as a genderbent future AU.
Spoilers: Yeeess. Beware.
Warnings: Perverts, raunchy humor, weird humor, craziness, etc…Criminal activity, violence, sexual situations, etc.
Pairings: Not main focus, but occasionally Fem!Ezra/Inquisitor, and Fem!Ezra/Kallus.

The God-Queen's Reign
Vignette: The God-Queen

Agent Kallus hadn't thought he'd ever think it, but he almost wished he was back on that backwater planet Lothal. The heavy march of boots against the floor sounded loudly, and the Bloody Legion –as they were called and whispered about –entered the Atrium of the Empire's stronghold. The Emperor himself sat pleased on his throne, watching the now well-known and infamous legion enter the chamber and stay in their formations.

And then it became quiet and still, and the hair on the back of his neck stood on end. He knew what it meant and that she was here and had finally entered after her soldiers.

Like a parting sea, the soldiers of the Bloody Legion parted and stepped to the side, their heavy boots making loud thuds as they turned and stepped back. And then there was their leader, a wicked grin and eyes alight with bloodlust.

Lady Enyo of the Empire, Commander of the 264th Legion, the Bloody Queen of the Bloody Legion…

The God-Queen.

He slowly turned his head and watched as she made her way through the pack of Stormtroopers that belonged to her, striding her way to the Emperor. That wicked smile on her face only widened more so, even as she stopped before the Emperor and kneeled.

"You have done well, Enyo," the hoarse voice of Emperor Palpatine praised. "Due to your efforts, any source of rebellion has been crushed."

Screams, blood, broken bodies. Kallus let nothing show, but the images replayed through his mind over and over relentlessly, as they had since he'd been at each place of carnage.

She only inclined her head, her ever present wicked smile seemed to delight in the remembrance of her campaign.

"You will be greatly rewarded. You have earned your name. You truly are the God-Queen that so strikes fear in the hearts of men!"

What was it that Jedi had told him?

Kanan looked back hard at him, wiping blood off of his mouth.

"The Sith are twisted in a way that is unnatural. They forsake and torment; all of them are a former semblance of who they once were, if they were ever more…better than what they have become as Sith. But now they are just shells of their formers selves; unrecognizable and no longer the person they once were.

"They're just darkness."

He knew the God-Queen before she had been the God-Queen. And looking over to her side, to the man that kneeled with her but was a few paces away, Kallus knew exactly who was to blame for the corruption of a girl he'd once scrutinized and thought too cynical for her age.

The Inquisitor had always been so proud that he'd finally taken and broken Ezra Bridger from the Jedi she had meant to be.

"Come and step forward, Enyo," Palpatine gestured to her. "Stand by my side so all can see the might of the Empire!"

She stepped to the Emperor, still wickedly smiling, and stood by him. And in one smooth move, activated her lightsaber and decapitated him.

He blinked and then stared, wondering had this all been a ruse. Had she managed to hold on, even through all the torture, pain, and manipulation? Had she held on to where she could finally achieve something as significant as stand by the Emperor's side, and be close enough to kill him?

Ezra strode forward and stood before the throne, gazing coldly around the room, and Kallus felt a sinking feeling that he was wrong. Ezra –Enyo –glanced at Lord Vader, who had twitched at the decapitation and had moved minutely, but strangely hadn't done anything yet. Her glance kept the dark figure still, even as the Inquisitor smugly walked to her and stood by her side.

"My lady, our new Empire is in our hands," the Inquisitor straightened up, pride and power lust filling him. "We will –"

The ever wicked smile quirked up a little more as Enyo's lightsaber penetrated the Inquisitor's chest. She cocked her head slightly, her eyes mockingly laughing at him in almost childish amusement.

"My new Empire, you mean," she commented in light tones. Her laugh was even lighter as she leaned closer to the Inquisitor, one of her hands flitting up to caress the side of his face in mock tenderness. "Did you really think I'd share my Empire and power with you? How foolish."

She deactivated her lightsaber and let him fall to the ground, dying while Enyo faced forward and looked at the gathered crowd.

"I am God, and this is my kingdom now!"

And Enyo, once Ezra, sat on the throne and gazed at her subjects.

"Now kneel before me."

One by one, with her legion being the first and the quickest, they all began to kneel. Kallus gazed at the new Empress, as he too kneeled.

His hands clenched as he wished for the simpler times on Lothal.

Started 4/14/15 – Completed 4/14/15

A/n: Lol, that's what I get for listening to the 300 soundtrack too much. I get in the mood to write something like this, and create scenes like this XD I'm still writing "Chronicles of EB" and "Sundome", but this looks like it'll be easy to update. Please review! And if you guys have any specific scene, idea, whatever you'd like to see happen in this universe, feel free to mention it in a review and I'll try to write for it!