Ok READ THIS! HK is going to be a bit silly at the end of the chapter, and I intended that because it made me laugh. Anyway this chapter introduces someone who is going to make Hermione's life difficult for the foreseeable future, hope you all enjoy and please REVIEW!
They had to know, how could they not know.
This was the thought that rolled through Lillith Potter's head for nearly two days as she fretted over the disappearing desk incident and its possible ramifications; this wasn't like dealing with Dumbledore the Sith played for keeps and they would have...retribution. The thing is, neither of the Sith Lords seemed to have noticed her tearing a hole in the space time continuum, so either they were playing with her or...
"Optimistic Observation: Mistress, at this point in time I find it altogether likely that neither the Emperor nor Lord Vader are aware that anything abnormal has occurred." Pausing as HK-47 broke her from her thoughts with, oddly enough, the thought she was about to have the young woman cocked her head to the side inquisitively.
"I'm thinking that myself, but are we sure we can risk that?" HK almost seemed...jovial... if, well... back-lit red eyes that flashed with speech patterns could broadcast emotions that is.
"Amused Assurance: Mistress I have observed many Dark Lords in my time and with the sole exception of my creator and yourself all previous meatbags have displayed an almost hilarious lack of patience when it comes to that which interferes with their scheming. You can be assured that since you are still a fully functioning meatbag with all of her facilities running at peak effieceny, that They. Do. Not. Know."
Lillith wasn't quite sure that was supposed to actually be all that overly reassuring despite the droids seeming sincerity, but that could simply be her own fault from trying to seek comfort from an assassination unit programmed to be singularly loyal to her. She really needed to get back to Earth sooner rather then later, to if nothing else kidnap one of her friends to keep her grounded. Preferably Hermione or Sally-Anne, Blaise would be too busy soaking in the new culture and Draco would be trying to bribe his way into the senate, the Weasleys outside of Ginny were just out of the question as was her Godbrother. No guilt trips, thank you.
Luna was an option but...well the last thing she needed was for Neville's girlfriend to find out about the wookiees, more then likely she'd turn around and the blonde would pop over to Kashyyyk and start a commune. Or a revolution. Or both. A few moments of shuddering later Lilly eventually turned back to her droid,
"Why do you call everyone meatbag HK? I haven't bothered asking before because I think it's funny but I'm honestly curious," the droid for his part seemed to be further amused by this question.
"Fond Recollection: My creator booted me up for the first time before his apprentice Malek, this was of course before the fool lost his jaw whilst playing with his lightsaber drunk and in turn betrayed my creator for laughing at his misfortune. Regardless Malek asked me what I thought of him and I informed him of his meatbag status, suffice it to say he was not amused, Lord Revan though thought it was hilarious. He hard coded my designation of all organics to be assessed as such from that point on."
Lillith giggled at that before she burst out into honest laughter, wiping a tear from her eye she was still snickering when she turned back to her pleased droid,
"That...oh Goddess that sounds like Lord Revan, very well we'll have to come up with some sort of fall back if Lord Vader or the Emperor asks what happened to the holocron... Sweet merciless Morrigan... I just thought about what would happen if Revan found an entire school filled with impressionable children, impressionable children who have a connection to the force with no supervision..." HK for his part began quivering a bit at the thought,
"Smug Statement: Mistress, suffice it to say I believe when you finally return home you will have a willing army at your disposal, or your home world will be burnt to ashes, I find myself amused with either outcome." Throwing the droid a sharp look that was promptly ignored she turned to face the window just as a cloud of flash frozen air and shattered glass drifted by, a moment later she saw Starkiller's limp form float pass.
"Dude..." not her most intelligent reaction but she didn't really care about that at the moment, as she watched a spindly droid with dozens of arms wrap said appendages around the dying body Lillith grinned.
Turning to her friend the droid took a step back realizing the scelra of her eyes had shifted into light absorbing ebony as her green irises glowed with an inner light. "HK I know who to blame for the missing holocron, we just have to time it right," the droid in question would have laughed if he were capable, sadly his creator had disabled the function after HK had burnt down his first orphanage.
"Optimistic Inquiry: Does it involve fire mistress?" Lillith scoffed as she turned away from the droid motioning for him to follow her,
"It's one of my plans HK, of course it involves fire," luckily for HK-47 Lord Revan had never disabled his ability to squee in joy, the ancient Sith had always found it amusing that the noise made his minions cringe in fear.
Two hours later Lillith found herself in one of the most opulent rooms she'd ever seen, the converted Sentinel class shuttle would have made Malfoy manor look drab in comparison. Resolving to never let her best mate know about the existence of such a thing Lillith stretched out and fell fully onto the bed staring at the ceiling in resignation.
Simply put her plans with HK had been needless, neither of the Dark Lords had noticed something was amiss and she'd barely been able to give Lord Vader a hug goodbye before she was being shipped off with the Emperor. If she didn't know better she'd accuse the creepy bastard of leering at her but she just waved that off as her imagination getting the better of her, past experiences jading her and the like.
Feeling a bit of vertigo shift through her she glanced out the window to watch her departure from the Executor, she found herself already missing her Lords presence and the quiet comfort of knowing she was safe no matter what. Sighing she threw an arm over her eyes as HK entered the room and plugged into his charging station, this bloody mission couldn't be over with soon enough.
Sooner then she expected the shuttle arrived at Imperial Center and landed at the Palace with little fanfare, this pleased the teenage witch immensely, she hated the media with a seething passion. Smirking at the thought of Rita Skeeter's current abode in the Slytherin common room Lillith scissored her legs then swung them to launch herself to her feet stroking her chin in contemplation. HK turned to his mistress and cocked his head quizzically,
"Query: Is something amiss mistress?" Turning to the droid she shook her hand in a 'kinda sorta' gesture,
"Perhaps, I just realized that I'm supposed to go to a rather ostentatious gathering and I haven't a thing to wear, honestly I sort of avoided fashion thus far because I find that the premier designers of the Empire errr...well they're horrid. Really, I don't mind showing off a bit of cleavage considering it makes most men loss focus which benefits me but the hair styles and the like...ick..."
"Resigned Statement: Mistress I fear asking this but you are not expecting me to go clothes shopping with you are you?" Smirking at the droid she patted his shoulder reassuringly,
"You aren't my boyfriend so I see no reason to subject you to that punishment my friend, no more then likely the Emperor will supply what I need I just...don't like the idea of a creepy old man deciding what I'm to wear to a social gathering. Many may deny it but most men are if not in the open, closet perverts and I'd rather avoid such things." HK sighed as he shook his head,
"Exasperated Declaration: Mistress can we not just shoot something? I am feeling...bored..." Giggling at her friends contrite statement she was cut off as the door slid open and the most beautiful woman she'd ever seen sauntered into the room.
Her hair was flame red, not like the Weasleys though, it was dark, shiny, and made you want to just run your fingers through it, her emerald green eyes were the exact same shade as Lillith's and despite her youth she had curves in all the right places. Lillith felt a grin spred across her face as she licked her lips,
"The Emperor sent me a present?" The woman stopped mid motion looking very confused then stuttered as she took a step back,
"Err...what? No...wait I...Anyway I was sent to escort you to the palace you and I are to be the Emperor's guards during the Military Convention and he felt it best we get to know each other better." Lillith shook herself from her thoughts as she nodded quickly,
"Right, right, I'm Lillith by the way, Lillith Potter," curtsying despite only wearing slacks and a blouse she turned back to the woman who bowed lightly in return,
"I am Mara Jade, Hand of the Emperor, shall we?" As she turned to leave Lillith found herself staring at the woman's leather clad arse and grinned in a manner that would make her Godfather proud,
"Oh, we shall," as she mulled over the idea that she wanted to shag the hell out a woman that resembled her long dead mother and the fact that she'd be cheating on the love of her life Lillith could only roll her eyes to the skies. A few moments later she nodded to herself, "I need to talk Hermione into a threesome." The redhead turned around and raised an eyebrow,
"Did you say something?" Throwing her the patented Potter smirk which, as always, caused the target to blush Lillith just waved her hand before her,
"Nothing nothing, now, I need a dress for tomorrow night, any suggestions?" The woman cocked her head to the side as the waning sunlight shone through her hair creating a coppery halo around her, this did nothing to beat back Lillith's libido.
"Well, the Emperor has given me a bottomless credit card for operations and this was an assigned task, would you like to go shopping?" Mara Jade smirked to herself as the pale skinned teen before her hopped on her tip toes while pumping her fist in the air, her droid letting out a resigned sigh in the process. Today was going to be interesting, rarely was she allowed to spend time with girls her own age so this would be an experience; summoning an air car Mara hopped in and motioned Lillith to follow her, the raven haired teen scooted in squeezing herself next to the redhead. Mara though this was odd until the rust orange droid dropped into the open seat.
"Oh right!" Lillith stated quickly as she threw an arm around Mara's shoulders causing her to tense a moment before relaxing as the other young woman grinned at their metal companion, "This is HK-47 my assistant, he shoots people it's great." At that bizarre statement the droid nodded once,
"Declaration:Pop pop watch'in Jedi drop," Lillith broke out into hysterical laughter at her pre-programmed statement, a moment later HK caused both women to tense with his rejoinder "Observation: By the excess pheromones detected within this cab I can only surmise my mistress wishes to mate with the Mara Jade meatbag, would I be wrong in this assessment?" As both young women blushed deeply they shifted away from each other as HK-47 simply sat there smugly, that would teach his mistress to make him speak like an ingrate.
The discomfort was soon forgotten as the air car landed before the mall to end all malls, staring up in wide eyed wonder the young Sith grinned widely, "Oh hell Daphne and Tracey are going to simply die when they find out about this place." Being both figuratively and literally dragged from her thoughts as Mara grabbed her wrist Lillith followed her through the crowds doing her level best not to stare at the bizarre denizens and instead focused on the redheads bum. Win win really.
"Do you have any clothing or are we going to have to get undergarments and the like?" Turning her attention back to her companions face Lillith blinked a moment then quickly shook her head,
"No no we're good in that department, I just don't have anything formal, most of my outer wear is combat oriented so kind of in the 'not fit for social situations' category...unless the social situation involved me stabbing people...do you think the Emperor will be having us stab people?" The hopeful tone wasn't lost on Mara who shook her head sadly fully understanding the other woman's interest,
"No I don't think so, he wants both of us to have our lightsabers on us but outside of that security precaution nothing else," Lillith pouted at that then grinned,
"You have a lightsaber too?" Mara nodded at this as she dragged Lillith into a formal wear store, the black haired Sith squealing as she rushed ahead to stare at a rather tasteful display, continuing the conversation Mara began looking through the various dresses herself.
"Yes I'm not always allowed to carry it but I did build it myself, it has a magenta blade due to the crystal I found on Alderaan and I was personally trained by the Emperor in its use." Lillith paused at that as she turned away from the display,
"Interesting...I have a green blade myself but not one typically associated with the Jedi it's a very dark shade, almost forest green really, it was a gift from Lord Vader, the corsuca gem that is." Mara's eyes bugged out at that,
"You have a corsuca gem?!" Lillith grinned knowingly nodding quickly,
"Yup," she stated while popping the 'p' for emphasis, "Lord Vader said it reminded him of my eyes so he went out of his way to get it," Mara pouted a bit at this which the other teen thought was adorable.
"The Emperor never said anything like that to me..." Lillith snaked her arm around Mara's waist which made her tense up not for a second forgetting what the raven haired vixens droid had said on their way here.
"Well I personally think you're beautiful, you don't need a creepy old man to give you gifts to know this, come one lets try these on." As the two blushing teenagers walked towards the dressing rooms they completely missed the assassin droid banging his head against the wall groaning in frustration. Eventually one of the staff tapped the droid on the shoulder and he turned to face them, he was impressed the small twilek showed no fear at his towering presence,
"Weary Query: Yes?" The woman cocked her head to the side shifting her lekku slightly in the process,
"Are you well?" The droid was about to brush the question off when he let his shoulders slump in resignation,
"Petulant Statement: I am a combat unit meant to be given an objective and a target, usually I am given free reign to end said target's life in as amusing a manner as I see fit. As of the past few months I've been regulated to playing video games with a teenage girl and am currently playing escort for her as she flirts with another teenager she wishes to copulate with. So no...I am not well." The woman gave the droid an understanding smile then perked up a bit,
"I have a warehouse full of worn down mannequin droids in the back that I need broken up to salvage, would you like to destroy them for me? It would be a big help and might work you through your frustration?" HK glanced over the woman's shoulder and observed his mistress placing the gentlest of kisses on the redheads cheek causing her blush to deepen noticably, turning back to the twilek he nodded sharply.
"Firm Declaration: Which way meatbag?" The twilek ignored the sudden hostility the droid was displaying as she pointed towards the doors in question, he could be as rude as he wanted if it saved her a few credits; HK marched through the doorway and observed the twitching malfunctioning droids before him. Clicking the button that sealed the door behind him HK drew his blaster and lined up his first shot, "Resolved Statement: That will do...that will do..."
