Knights of the Old Republic

Ahmose Inarus

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Criminal Minds, and I most certainly do NOT own Star Wars.

SLASH WARNING! H/R

Chapter 10

WARNING!

This chapter is graphic and features the dreaded tentacles! For those who did NOT want to read about this, PLEASE skip this chapter. The next one will be up in a few days! I have put up a one-shot for you to enjoy instead of this chapter.

Thank you.

PLANET: CAROSI

LOCATION: DEVIL'S DOME PLEASURE-DOME, HUTT DISTRICT

TIME: EARLY EVENING

Reid stood down in the dark pit of Vi'Tani, watching Elle just stand there, smirking. Obviously, she would not be helping him.

"Elle…" Reid gasped, grief overwhelming him. But he couldn't mourn for long. Steeling himself, he turned. "Oh!" He gasped and swung his Lightsaber, slicing the tip off of a tentacle that had been about to snare his arm. Reid moved back against the wall, stumbling over something. He looked down. Two old Lightsabers lay at his feet, tarnished… Reid began to look around.

The remains of past victims littered the ground… bones… shredded clothes… Reid's stomach turned. He saw a few Jedi robes, dirty and torn, more damaged Lightsabers… The skull of an Aqualish sat by his left foot…

He lunged forward, slicing another five tentacles as they reached out to grab him. He tried to block out the laughter and jeers from the spectators. Without hesitating, Reid jumped. He used the Force to propel himself upwards, but when he reached the hatch, Lee threw out his hand.

Reid yelped as Lee Force Threw him back. Reid flew through the air, twisting about to try and at least control his fall… he was heading straight for the central bloom of a very large, mature Vi'Tani. Reid crossed his arms, and as he reached the Vi'Tani, he slashed right through it, pod, tentacles and all. To his shock, it let out a horrible screeching sound. The remaining tentacles writhed and thrashed before falling still. But that only seemed to send the others into a frenzy. Reid stared around, eyes wide… his heart was pounding.

He raised the two Lightsabers and leapt into action. The spectators cheered loudly as the glowing blades became two spinning blurs of green and blue, pruning the Vi'Tani Pods.

The Force flowed through the young Jedi, fueling his strength and preventing him from tiring. But as more and more of the Vi'Tani tentacles joined in the fray, the Jedi's concentration began to suffer… he was finding it harder and harder to keep track of them all, even with the help of the Force… It was only a matter of time before he was unable to stop one… and that one managed to get through his defenses.

Reid cried out as his left wrist was snared, and Elle's Lightsaber fell to the ground. Reid hesitated, trying to regain his balance. But that hesitation was all the Vi'Tani needed. He felt one wrap around his neck and jerk him off balanced, and another wrapped around his left knee and right wrist. His own Lightsaber fell from his hand.

"No…" Reid gasped, and fear flooded through him. He closed his eyes and focused, then sent a blast of Force energy out, trying to throw his assailants back… but they were rooted to the ground… and the serpentine appendages of the Vi'Tani Pods did not relinquish their hold.

Reid whimpered, thrashing. But he felt the vines coiling around his body… his arms and legs… one around his waist… and then he was lifted off of his feet. He cried out in horror, thrashing. He heard the spectators cheering wildly, and he felt tears burning his eyes as he heard them encouraging the Vi'Tani to tear into him… break him… kill him…

Panic flooded through him… a jolting heat shot down his arms.

The spectators leapt back with shocked gasps and exclamations when the bluish white lightning crackled through the pit, bursting from the young Jedi's fingertips. The Vi'Tani thrashed and writhed under the onslaught… one fell still. But this only seemed to anger the others...

Reid shouted in horror when he felt a tentacle slipping over his shoulder and wriggling under his tunic, sliding down the skin of his chest. Another followed a moment later. Then another, and another. His robe fluttered to the floor, and his ears were assaulted by the sound of his clothes ripping. His belts and boots were tugged from his body, and then bit by bit he could feel his skin being exposed to the cool, moist air of the pit. Goosebumps rose on his skin and his nipples hardened in response to the temperature change.

Still he fought… he refused to give in… He was NOT going to die like this!

But there was little he could do as he was held aloft over a cluster of mature Vi'Tani, facing up towards the light fixtures in the ceiling… As more and more tentacles wrapped around him he fell still, the strength of his body well overpowered by the combined efforts of the Vi'Tani.

The majority of this chapter has been removed due to the crackdown of the site admin removing stories that contain explicit content. In a nutshell... Reid was attacked by the Vi'Tani, had multiple eggs laid in him, and when Hotch came running to the rescue, he was overwhelmed by the Vi'Tani as well...

"HOTCH!" He twitched… he knew that voice.

"AARON!" He twitched again… he DID know that voice… Rossi. He bit down as hard as he could. The Feeders in his mouth thrashed, and the Vi'Tani it belonged to squealed as Hotch managed to bite all the way through, then turned his head and spat out the ends of the Feeders.

"MASTER!" He cried in answer, his voice rough and hoarse, pleading for help. The two Planters left his body and a third thrust in, bringing a pained yelp from the man… more Planters were slithering up his thighs.

"GET THEM OFF HIM!" Hotch's eyes fluttered... he had never heard Gideon sound like that before… such raw horror in his tone… Then he heard the hum of several Lightsabers, and the shrieks of the Vi'Tani… A moment later, the tentacles around him loosened and began to fall away, one by one. And then, he fell.

He was caught by strong hands that lowered him to the ground, pulling the severed remains of the tentacles off of him. He focused on the faces over him… Rossi and Gideon. JJ, Emily and Morgan were fighting off the Vi'Tani.

"How many?" Rossi asked in a rough voice, worry in his eyes as he put an arm around his former Apprentice's shoulders and helped him sit up a bit.

"W-What?" Hotch groaned, then blinked as Rossi pressed his hand to the younger man's abdomen.

"How many eggs did they lay in you!"

"… Two." Hotch gasped.

"What about Spencer?" Gideon demanded. Hotch stared at the man for a moment, then squirmed and grimaced. Rossi's eyes widened, and he quickly helped Hotch roll onto his hands and knees. A moment later, his body heaved and threw up a large amount of the sap that had been force fed to him. He felt Rossi's hand running up and down his back.

"Get it up, Aaron." The man said gently. Hotch vomited again, then shook his head.

"Spencer…" He groaned as they helped him to his feet, flinging his torn robe over his naked body. The team turned and grimly stared at the gauntlet of Vi'Tani they would have to fight through to get to their youngest. Emily and JJ each picked up one of Hotch's Lightsabers and prepared to wield them themselves, giving them some extra help.

"How many have they laid in him?" Gideon demanded.

"I… I don't know… a lot."

"And they're about to lay another!" Morgan shouted.

"Morgan, get Hotch back to the ship!" Rossi ordered. "JJ, Emily… cover them! We'll get Reid!"

Morgan nodded and slowly maneuvered Hotch to hang over his shoulder, wrapping his arm around the elder man's knees to hold him securely in place. The man just gave a weak moan. Morgan turned and headed for the hatch, using the Force to propel him up and through it. JJ and Emily followed. The crowd had dispersed, fleeing the team of Jedi Knights. And so Morgan, JJ and Emily made their way back to the ship to care for their leader.

Down in the pit, Rossi and Gideon had taken up the dropped weapons of fallen Jedi from the ground, each wielding two Lightsabers. The Force flowed through them as they waded through the flailing tentacles of the Vi'Tani towards the middle of the pit, where Gideon's apprentice was still being held.

"STOP THE EGG!" Gideon cried, eyes wide as he watched the bulge in a Planter swiftly moved towards the boy's helpless body.

Rossi flung his Lightsaber, watched it spin through the air and sever the Planter before returning to his hand. The Planter thrashed, before falling from Reid's body to the floor. And finally, the two Masters reached the young Apprentice, slicing through tentacles right and left. And with one final slash from Rossi, Reid fell. Gideon stretched his arms out and caught him, utilizing the Force to slow and cushion the boy's fall.

"Spencer?" Gideon called out to his young Padawan. Reid didn't move; he hung limp in the man's arms. "Spencer, answer me!" A soft, quavery moan was all he got in response.

"Let's get out of here!" Rossi shouted, and the pair bolted for the hatch, moving in a blur. They leapt out of the pit and Rossi turned, pulling out a Thermal Detonator. He activated it, hurled it into the pit, then closed the hatch and ran.

The explosion caused the entire Hutt District to shake as all of the Vi'Tani were incinerated and nearly three dozen Lightsabers were destroyed, Elle and Reid's amongst them...

Next Time:

"Spencer…" Hotch gasped, and tried to reach out to the youth, but the sedative was kicking in.

"Don't worry, Aaron." Rossi said softly, laying a hand on Hotch's bare shoulder. "He'll be okay." Hotch nodded. But as he was slipping into a drugged sleep, the last thing he heard was Gideon.

"I hope you didn't just lie to him… Even if the eggs are safely removed from him, with the amount of Nectar he's ingested he may not survive the withdrawals… We have to get back to Coruscant. The Master Jedi Healers are his only hope…"

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