Title: Sith Recruiter
Author: Lisa Marie
Summary: A young woman works for the Sith Lords. Her job is to recruit new Siths. A romance with Obi-Wan will blossom somewhere along the line, but you have to read it in order to see it!
Pairing: Guinevere (my own creation) and Obi-Wan.
Time Frame/Characters: Obi-Wan is 26 and a Jedi Knight. Yes, Qui-Gon is dead, but there is no Anakin.
Disclaimer: Everything except for the characters that you never heard of belongs to George Lucas. I make no money…..yeah, yeah, yeah….you know the rest.
Okay, before I start the story, let me just say this:
I am not a BIG Star Wars follower. I enjoy all of the Star Wars movies, from the original trilogy and the new movies now, but I have not read any of the books or anything like that. So, this story is based on my imagination. If the characters seem like they would never do what I am making them do or if this story disagrees with what was really written by George Lucas, don't jump all over me. I just enjoyed the movies and am attempting to write a story about the characters that probably won't match up with what the true, die hard Star Wars fans are used to seeing. With that being said, I love feedback, positive and negative. I hope you enjoy the story!
Chapter 1
Guinevere walked down the long hallway, making a straight bee-line to her room. She was exhausted. She had three meetings today with potential clients. The first man had been no trouble at all, but the last two had given her problems. Gee, it seemed like no one wanted to be evil these days, as if it were no longer the cool fad.
She punched in the code and the door to her room opened. As she stepped inside, she seen Tong-Gam sitting on her couch. She sighed heavily and rolled her eyes.
"Gee, you hide your disappointment so well", said Tong-Gam.
"Yeah, well, I never had been eloquent in hiding my facial expressions."
"Hmm, I see. How are you?"
"Look, why don't we just cut the chit-chat and tell me why you're here?"
Tong-Gam stood up and walked over to Guinevere.
"I don't understand why two friends can't just talk, Gwynnie?"
"First of all, don't ever call me that. Second, I don't have friends. Third, If I had friends, you certainly wouldn't be considered one of them. Now, drop the stupid act and tell me why you're really here."
Tong-Gam sighed and said, "Fine, be a bitch. The boss-man wants to see you."
"What for?"
"How am I supposed to know that?"
In a sarcastic tone Guinevere said, "Well, aren't you suppose to be his right hand man? I mean, you and he get along so well. Like peanut butter and jelly, like….."
"Okay, I get your point, smart ass. Although, we are close, he still doesn't tell me everything."
"Mmm-hmm, you and the Emperor are best buds. Anyway, does he want to see me now?"
"He said as soon as you step foot in your room, he wants to see you."
Guinevere turned on her heels and walked toward the door. She cleared her throat and said, "Since I'm leaving, so are you."
Tong-Gam walked out of the room without speaking a word and Guinevere walked towards the throne room. As she walked, she became increasingly annoyed at Tong-Gam. Ever since Darth Maul had passed away, Tong-Gam was the best candidate to be the Emperor's new apprentice, which she supposed was a sad thing because Tong-Gam was certainly not on the same level as a Darth Maul. Perhaps with training, he could be, but he was just so damned annoying! Maul had been very kind to her. Well, maybe kind wasn't exactly the best word to describe Maul, but he was quiet and easier to talk to. He didn't taunt her like Tong-Gam does. It was probably because Maul had been more dedicated to the Sith. From time to time she thought of Maul and she sort of missed him, but life went on.
She hadn't recruited Maul and she didn't recruit Tong-Gam, thank goodness! In fact, all of the men she had recruited hadn't been a great contribution to the Emperor and his plans. She was paid well for her job and had a place to live for free and all of the food she could eat. She had good looks, which she mostly used to seduce men to turn to the dark side. The men she had recruited had some powers of the force inside of them. Either they weren't that strong in the force that the Jedi decided not to bring them into their clan, or they were just overlooked.
It was her job to talk to these people and by all means necessary, get them to serve the Emperor. Not all of them would be a Sith Lord of course, since there can only be two true Siths at one time, but they would help the Emperor in whatever tasks that needed to be carried out. She assumed that her conference with the Emperor right now would be about how inadequate she had become lately. After all, she had done this job for three years now. Perhaps the Emperor thought she was losing her touch.
She was frightened as she entered the throne room and seen the Emperor sitting on his chair, with his back to her. He sensed her of course, although he couldn't see her.
"Come in, Guinevere, and sit down. I've been expecting you."
Guinevere sat down and prepared herself for the worse.
The Emperor chuckled as he turned his chair to face her and said, "Why are you so nervous? You expect punishment. Is there something that I need to punish you for that I do not know of?"
Guinevere was surprised. "Well, sir, I don't know of anything bad that I did, but whenever you send someone to seek me out and make it sound so urgent that I cannot help but think that it's not good news."
"It is ashamed, Guinevere, that you do not have one drop of the force within you. You are a good employee and I bet you would make a wonderful apprentice."
Guinevere shifted in her chair.
"You are growing impatient, I see", said the Emperor.
"No, it's just…."
"Don't lie. Since you're tired, I shall get on with it then."
"Okay."
"In the past, you have brought me many men. Some good, some not so great. It's not your fault that they didn't pan out. You, being a mere mortal, cannot sense if these men are going to be beneficial in the future. You are just given a record of men who do have the force within them and you are sent out to get them to serve me. You've done well so far. Lately, however, you've been lacking. In one week's time, you can bring me three, possibly four men. In this month alone, do you know how many men you have brought me?"
"None, sir."
"You are correct, my dear. None. That disturbs me greatly."
"I knew it."
"Knew what?"
"I knew this was bad news."
The Emperor once again chuckled, "No, no, no. This is not bad. It just shows me that you need a vacation. Get your sexy juices flowing again and perhaps you can work on a new sales pitch, eh?"
"A vacation?"
"Yes. You can go anywhere you like, all expenses paid."
Guinevere smirked and said, "Okay, what's the catch?"
"Catch?"
"Yeah, like what do I have to do in order to go on this all paid trip?"
"Absolutely nothing. I am just protecting one of my assets. You are the best recruiter that I have and I do not want to lose you. You do know what happens when I 'fire' someone, don't you?"
"Yeah, you kill them."
"Correct. You've seen so many recruiters come and go, but you have been here for several years. That's because you are good and I intend on keeping you for as long as I can, or at least until your looks give out and your tits start to sag."
Guinevere gave a small laugh, "Fine, I'm officially on vacation then?"
"Yes."
"How long?"
"One week. You can leave tomorrow. By the end of the night, I want to know where you are going, so I can make arrangements."
"Oh, I already know where I want to go."
"Do share."
"Violetshone."
"Violetshone? That pathetic, little planet?"
"That 'pathetic, little planet' has the best water that I've ever seen, with wonderful under water creatures."
"Ah, yes. You have an obsession with water."
"It's not an obsession. I just enjoy water very much and under water animals."
"Whatever. I'll arrange a ship to take you there tomorrow. You'll leave at 9am sharp."
Guinevere bowed to her master and said, "Thank you, sir."
The Emperor only waved his hand to dismiss her.
Okay, that's it for this chapter. Like I said earlier, I'm not a huge follower of the Star Wars stories, like the books and stuff. So, I'm writing this story out of thin air, really. I hope you liked it and I hope you leave me feedback!
Author: Lisa Marie
Summary: A young woman works for the Sith Lords. Her job is to recruit new Siths. A romance with Obi-Wan will blossom somewhere along the line, but you have to read it in order to see it!
Pairing: Guinevere (my own creation) and Obi-Wan.
Time Frame/Characters: Obi-Wan is 26 and a Jedi Knight. Yes, Qui-Gon is dead, but there is no Anakin.
Disclaimer: Everything except for the characters that you never heard of belongs to George Lucas. I make no money…..yeah, yeah, yeah….you know the rest.
Okay, before I start the story, let me just say this:
I am not a BIG Star Wars follower. I enjoy all of the Star Wars movies, from the original trilogy and the new movies now, but I have not read any of the books or anything like that. So, this story is based on my imagination. If the characters seem like they would never do what I am making them do or if this story disagrees with what was really written by George Lucas, don't jump all over me. I just enjoyed the movies and am attempting to write a story about the characters that probably won't match up with what the true, die hard Star Wars fans are used to seeing. With that being said, I love feedback, positive and negative. I hope you enjoy the story!
Chapter 1
Guinevere walked down the long hallway, making a straight bee-line to her room. She was exhausted. She had three meetings today with potential clients. The first man had been no trouble at all, but the last two had given her problems. Gee, it seemed like no one wanted to be evil these days, as if it were no longer the cool fad.
She punched in the code and the door to her room opened. As she stepped inside, she seen Tong-Gam sitting on her couch. She sighed heavily and rolled her eyes.
"Gee, you hide your disappointment so well", said Tong-Gam.
"Yeah, well, I never had been eloquent in hiding my facial expressions."
"Hmm, I see. How are you?"
"Look, why don't we just cut the chit-chat and tell me why you're here?"
Tong-Gam stood up and walked over to Guinevere.
"I don't understand why two friends can't just talk, Gwynnie?"
"First of all, don't ever call me that. Second, I don't have friends. Third, If I had friends, you certainly wouldn't be considered one of them. Now, drop the stupid act and tell me why you're really here."
Tong-Gam sighed and said, "Fine, be a bitch. The boss-man wants to see you."
"What for?"
"How am I supposed to know that?"
In a sarcastic tone Guinevere said, "Well, aren't you suppose to be his right hand man? I mean, you and he get along so well. Like peanut butter and jelly, like….."
"Okay, I get your point, smart ass. Although, we are close, he still doesn't tell me everything."
"Mmm-hmm, you and the Emperor are best buds. Anyway, does he want to see me now?"
"He said as soon as you step foot in your room, he wants to see you."
Guinevere turned on her heels and walked toward the door. She cleared her throat and said, "Since I'm leaving, so are you."
Tong-Gam walked out of the room without speaking a word and Guinevere walked towards the throne room. As she walked, she became increasingly annoyed at Tong-Gam. Ever since Darth Maul had passed away, Tong-Gam was the best candidate to be the Emperor's new apprentice, which she supposed was a sad thing because Tong-Gam was certainly not on the same level as a Darth Maul. Perhaps with training, he could be, but he was just so damned annoying! Maul had been very kind to her. Well, maybe kind wasn't exactly the best word to describe Maul, but he was quiet and easier to talk to. He didn't taunt her like Tong-Gam does. It was probably because Maul had been more dedicated to the Sith. From time to time she thought of Maul and she sort of missed him, but life went on.
She hadn't recruited Maul and she didn't recruit Tong-Gam, thank goodness! In fact, all of the men she had recruited hadn't been a great contribution to the Emperor and his plans. She was paid well for her job and had a place to live for free and all of the food she could eat. She had good looks, which she mostly used to seduce men to turn to the dark side. The men she had recruited had some powers of the force inside of them. Either they weren't that strong in the force that the Jedi decided not to bring them into their clan, or they were just overlooked.
It was her job to talk to these people and by all means necessary, get them to serve the Emperor. Not all of them would be a Sith Lord of course, since there can only be two true Siths at one time, but they would help the Emperor in whatever tasks that needed to be carried out. She assumed that her conference with the Emperor right now would be about how inadequate she had become lately. After all, she had done this job for three years now. Perhaps the Emperor thought she was losing her touch.
She was frightened as she entered the throne room and seen the Emperor sitting on his chair, with his back to her. He sensed her of course, although he couldn't see her.
"Come in, Guinevere, and sit down. I've been expecting you."
Guinevere sat down and prepared herself for the worse.
The Emperor chuckled as he turned his chair to face her and said, "Why are you so nervous? You expect punishment. Is there something that I need to punish you for that I do not know of?"
Guinevere was surprised. "Well, sir, I don't know of anything bad that I did, but whenever you send someone to seek me out and make it sound so urgent that I cannot help but think that it's not good news."
"It is ashamed, Guinevere, that you do not have one drop of the force within you. You are a good employee and I bet you would make a wonderful apprentice."
Guinevere shifted in her chair.
"You are growing impatient, I see", said the Emperor.
"No, it's just…."
"Don't lie. Since you're tired, I shall get on with it then."
"Okay."
"In the past, you have brought me many men. Some good, some not so great. It's not your fault that they didn't pan out. You, being a mere mortal, cannot sense if these men are going to be beneficial in the future. You are just given a record of men who do have the force within them and you are sent out to get them to serve me. You've done well so far. Lately, however, you've been lacking. In one week's time, you can bring me three, possibly four men. In this month alone, do you know how many men you have brought me?"
"None, sir."
"You are correct, my dear. None. That disturbs me greatly."
"I knew it."
"Knew what?"
"I knew this was bad news."
The Emperor once again chuckled, "No, no, no. This is not bad. It just shows me that you need a vacation. Get your sexy juices flowing again and perhaps you can work on a new sales pitch, eh?"
"A vacation?"
"Yes. You can go anywhere you like, all expenses paid."
Guinevere smirked and said, "Okay, what's the catch?"
"Catch?"
"Yeah, like what do I have to do in order to go on this all paid trip?"
"Absolutely nothing. I am just protecting one of my assets. You are the best recruiter that I have and I do not want to lose you. You do know what happens when I 'fire' someone, don't you?"
"Yeah, you kill them."
"Correct. You've seen so many recruiters come and go, but you have been here for several years. That's because you are good and I intend on keeping you for as long as I can, or at least until your looks give out and your tits start to sag."
Guinevere gave a small laugh, "Fine, I'm officially on vacation then?"
"Yes."
"How long?"
"One week. You can leave tomorrow. By the end of the night, I want to know where you are going, so I can make arrangements."
"Oh, I already know where I want to go."
"Do share."
"Violetshone."
"Violetshone? That pathetic, little planet?"
"That 'pathetic, little planet' has the best water that I've ever seen, with wonderful under water creatures."
"Ah, yes. You have an obsession with water."
"It's not an obsession. I just enjoy water very much and under water animals."
"Whatever. I'll arrange a ship to take you there tomorrow. You'll leave at 9am sharp."
Guinevere bowed to her master and said, "Thank you, sir."
The Emperor only waved his hand to dismiss her.
Okay, that's it for this chapter. Like I said earlier, I'm not a huge follower of the Star Wars stories, like the books and stuff. So, I'm writing this story out of thin air, really. I hope you liked it and I hope you leave me feedback!