I was tempted to call this chapter "Getting called out by the help," anyway this is going to explain why Lilly is a bit more...insane then she was in the progenitor story, it ends up having a lecherous old sociopath's soul disolve in your head is a bad thing regardless if it saves you from a killing curse. Who knew?
Mara Jade was in a bit of a quandary, when the Emperor had assigned her the task of observing, and if at all possible, befriending Darth Vader's not so secret apprentice she had been intrigued. She knew how much her Master coveted control and how little he truly trusted his apprentice yet he'd allowed the Sith Lord to take an apprentice of his own, despite it violating the code the Emperor himself followed.
Although, when she really thought about it and knowing what she did Mara couldn't help but think that her Master had found many creative ways to skirt the line by following the word of the Rule of Two yet completely ignoring the spirit of it. Last she checked there was something like six hundred half trained acolytes, inquisitors, potential trouble makers such as Lillith, and of course Mara herself. Regardless that was not what had Mara at a loss, no logistics over an arcane, and if she were to be completely honest, idiotic, rule would have been simple compared to what was going through her head right now.
No things could not be simple because she was currently crushing on her new acquaintance and the raven haired minx freaking knew it, in fact the Sith posing in lingerie before a massive tri-fold mirror more then likely planned it considering her not so subtle flirting. Gritting her teeth Mara couldn't help but wonder if she was simply drawn to powerful individuals, her Master was all powerful, and while not nearly as strong this Lillith was definitely up there on the scale; near Vader even, if admittedly much less refined.
She was then pulled from her thoughts by the young woman in question, "So what do you think? With or without the garter belt?"
Gritting her teeth yet again this time while blushing Mara glanced away huffing lightly, "I thought you said you had under garments Lillith." Smiling coyly and meeting Mara's eyes evenly through the mirror Lillith swayed her hips a bit and her smile only grew larger when she noticed the redhead shift her gaze to her bum.
"Call me Lilly, and I do have under garments, just nothing to wear with formal wear, most of it's for athletic use and the like." The unspoken 'And I wanted to show off the goods to make you blush' remained unspoken as Mara huffed again before nodding to herself.
Might as well get this over with, "You look great, it should go with the dress you picked out perfectly, of course since we're supposed to dress identically I'm going to have to pick something similar out now." The full blown grin that played across the pale Sith's face indicated that she was fully aware of this caveat, damn her.
As Mara prowled away muttering to herself Lillith lightly padded back to the changing room to put her street clothes back on.
Eventually hearing the heavy thunk of metal feet outside of her booth Lillith's stalwart companion announced himself, "Hesitant Query: Mistress are you the one currently inhabiting this cubicle?"
Giggling a bit at her droids little speech impediment Lillith called back in return, "Yeah I'm here big guy, where have you been? Wait a tick," quickly casting a security ward she then chirped out, "Continue."
The droid sounded altogether too pleased as he replied, "Satisfied Declaration: I took out the trash, it was not as fulfilling as exterminating organic meatbags but it will do for the time being." Lillith paused at that then shrugged, she honestly didn't want to know and if she didn't ask he wouldn't tell, assassin units were rather brilliant like that. Her thoughts came to a screaming halt though as she froze in shocked horror at what the droid said next.
"Query: Are you quite finished attempting to cheat on your promised or shall I busy myself further as you continue flirting with the Emperor's personal assassin Mistress?" Sputtering she cracked the door open to stare at the rust orange, and for some reason, soot stained, physical manifestation of violence before her.
"Wha-what are you talking about?!" She all but spat this out while completely ignoring the fact that she was currently naked, not that it would matter, her wards were top notch.
HK-47 sounded far too amused in his reply, damn Revan for programming a droid with a Marauder sense of humor. "Amused Observation: Mistress only the most unobservant of organic meatbags could miss the indicators that you wish to fornicate with Mara Jade. I am not an organic meatbag thus lack any such limitations."
At this the droid actually scoffed openly, the closest she'd ever heard him come to laughing, it was terrifying. "Continuation: What you were feeling for Lord Vader was more or less what I would refer to as a textbook 'Schoolgirl Crush,' mostly in that you did nothing more then passively tease him. You are actively flirting with the female meatbag while your pheromone levels, temperature fluctuations, and arousal are obvious."
Lilly slammed the door shut while seething out her reply, "I am not trying to have sex with anyone HK I'm just being...flirtatious to form a bond with Mara and subvert the Emperor's hold over her."
HK's response was all Lord Revan, "Observation: Oh, is that what they are calling thinly veiled overtures to perform cunnilingus these days, my apologies Mistress I must have missed that update in my last software patch." The dry and sardonic delivery only pounded home the realization that had become clear since the beginning of this conversation, her droid was an ass. Before she could respond he continued,
"Elucidation: You are a hormonal pubescent meatbag who is used to getting her way, you are physically attracted to the Mara Jade meatbag and wish to copulate with her, more then likely in an attempt to sate your pathetically inferior organic body's needs as well as to prove your alpha status over the younger woman.
"Agitated Recitation: Through it all you justify your hypocrisy to alleviate your own guilty conscience, if I may pose a question; how would you react if Hermione mated with another organic meatbag during your absence?"
Lillith for her part let her back hit the wall and slid down it till she hit the floor, holding her head in her hands she spat her reply out through gritted teeth. "What are you a psychologist and a therapist now?"
The droids response surprised her beyond words, "Smug Declaration: Indeed I am Mistress, Lord Revan found both professions particularly irritating since they often pointed out the obvious flaws in his mental status. So in turn he programmed me to psychoanalyze all those I meet to further torture them when physical means were not currently an option."
Lillith sat there for a few moments, processing all of this and eventually groaned out her reply, "HK...it's...not that simple...when we get back to the palace...I'll explain ok?" Little did she know that halfway across the galaxy a very similar conversation was currently in progress, the results of which would make Mara Jade's life quite interesting in the near future.
Hermione Granger and Sally-Anne Perks both sat cross-legged, hands in their laps as the floated midair before a glowing red Sith Holocron, various objects in the room orbiting about them as the Ancient Sith lectured them on the nuances of the Force. Lord Revan had been rather...picky on who he would train first, calmly stating it was his personal policy to have a small amount of students at any given time to limit potential bloodshed. Hermione had spent far too many years in the snake pit to question the logic on the statement, and Sally simply didn't care in so long as she was taught new ways to warp reality to her will.
To this day Hermione had no real idea how the blonde had ended up in Gryffindor, every time she brought it up Sally would only smile coyly while placing a single finger to her lips, her charmed glasses as always showing a light glare hiding her eyes from view. Some things were best left unknown, especially when you knew the answers would unsettle you beforehand.
As the Brightest Witch of the Age felt herself loll into the Force she couldn't help the bright flush that spread across her cheeks, opening herself to the wellspring of all life in the galaxy and then turning it to her own uses was intoxicating to say the least. Mulling over what she'd learned over the past few days she couldn't stop the grin that snaked its way free.
The very principles of what differentiated a witch to standard Force sensitive were ever so interesting, according to the datapad Lilly had sent her their people were an offshoot of the galactic standard human. A mutation within the mutation of a normal force user if you will.
If the scans taken of Lilly shortly after her capture, and eventual recruitment by the Empire where anything to go by what they referred to as a 'Magical Core' was actually a series of nodules spread throughout their nervous systems that acted as a sync for Force energies. Meaning, in short, that while Jedi and Sith were conduits for the Force, Witches and Wizards were reservoirs, which certainly explained why they had the excess power to do things others would consider impossible, such as transfiguration. It was all so interesting, a pity there was not any more data what with Lilly murdering the entire research staff in a likely over the top, and most certainly bloody manner.
Hermione sighed in resignation at that, she loved her girlfriend immensely but the influence of Tom Riddle being in her head since the age of seven really exemplified her personality faults; namely 'If at first diplomacy does not succeed, burn it and move on'. That, and she'd acquired his completely perverted outlook on sex and relationships, speaking of which...
Brow furrowing as she felt a familiar presence in the force she gently stretched her will out towards it, it was far away, so so far away but she could feel it still, and she new exactly who it was. "Lilly!" She gasped out as her eyes snapped open, concentration broken she fell to the floor along with several other items, wincing as she stood to rub her now sore bum she turned to the tsking Sith Lord's projection.
"You have only been training a few days yet have progressed in bounds greater then even Lady Anachain, so I must ask what broke your concentration?"
Before she could respond Sally quipped out, "She just felt Lilly through the Force, her horniness is practically being broadcasted if you know to listen for it." Throwing her blonde friend a sharp look Hermione sighed and nodded once not bothering to argue the point, it was true after all.
Meeting the projections gaze the brunette rubbed the bridge of her nose before speaking, "I...yes I found Lilly in the Force, and she feels conflicted, aroused, and shameful for it, I knew this was coming but I'm still unhappy about it."
Revan actually seemed nonplussed by this and stated as much, "You seem oddly accepting of this young one, why?"
Hermione rolled her eyes and sat back down to restart her exercises before replying. "You know about the Dark Lord's soul that resided in her mind correct?" Nodding he motioned for her to continue, "Well he sacrificed his existence for her, he was only a fragment of a fragment of a soul and had no real stability to his form. When he died, he dissolved and left behind his knowledge, and...a few personality quirks..."
Reven raised his brows at that, "Such as?"
Sally burst out laughing as she landed on her feet, adjusting her glasses she turned to the now red faced Slytherin. "Such as a near sociopathic disregard for human life and the depraved sexuality of a sixty year old Dark Lord who hadn't gotten laid in ten years. Coupled with all this being tied up in a sexy young woman's body currently suffering through puberty, the silencing charms we had to put up before last term let out for the summer..."
Hermione swatted at the Gryffindor who cackled just like her mentor Bellatrix as she hopped out of the way, still grinning the younger witch continued, "Of course if I dated a girl whose tongue was seven inches long and vibrated I'd probably be a screamer too." Hermione let out an indignant squeak as she began chasing her friend who only cackled louder in return, eventually tackling and landing on top of her Hermione glared into the opaque lenses trying to will civility into the perverted blonde, it didn't work.
Grinning widely Sally reached a hand up and began stroking Hermione's leg as she purred out, "Oh I'm sorry Hermione, I know its been awhile but I don't swing that way, you're missing a bit of equipment between the legs."
Before the situation could devolve further Revan coughed loudly to regain their attention, both girls quickly stood up looking slightly, if not convincingly shameful. "Are you done? Good, so what exactly are you trying to say here?"
Hermione huffed as she crossed her arms before spiting out her response. "Lilly is slightly insane and has the libido of a twenty year old frat boy in the body of a fifteen year old sex goddess and has nearly no control over it other then her mental disciplines. Which wasn't an issue when she was here with me, I...if she strays...I won't forget about it, but I will eventually forgive her for it...I hope..."
Reven stared at her incredulously before drawling out, "And what if she just lies?"
At that both teenagers laughed, Sally shook her head slowly sending her long hair flowing. "Yeah, there are five people in this world Lilly is completely incapable of successfully lying to, Andromeda Tonks, Narcissa Malfoy, Bellatrix Lupin, Severus Snape, and one Hermione Granger, she doesn't even bother anymore. It gets embarrassing because four of those people can ground her and well..." She turned to see the evil gleam in Hermione's eye before continuing, "Well, we told you what happened to Skeeter, Lilly would rather not risk it."
Nodding Revan then shrugged realizing that the days lessons were obviously done, "Speaking of Bellatrix, have you heard anything from her in regards to the Holonet transmitter?"
Several hundred kilometers away in a manor home in Ireland a slightly batty wavy haired woman was grinning maniacally at the massive metal construct sitting in her frost kissed back garden. Her lilac eyes were glowing faintly as she was running complex mathematical equations through her head editing the devices programming on the fly as she absently typed into her datapad. Hearing a shuffle behind her she grinned widely at the two meter tall bipedal wolf who growled at her lightly.
Grabbing a handful of chest hair she pulled the beast down so she could peck it on its snout before turning back to her moonlit work, "Ello my lovely fuzzy hubby, how was the hunt?" A snorted growl in reply caused Bellatrix to frown, "Really? Well it's their own fault for leaving the sheep pen open I suppose, they'll know better next time yes?" The werewolf let out a chortling bark that could be interpreted as laughter, this ended with the arrival of a massive black dog rushing into the garden that a moment later shifted into one Sirius Black.
Throwing a look at his best mate Lord Black let out a sigh as his frozen breath hung in the air, "Merlin's ballsack Moony did you have to eat them all?!" The werewolf raised a contemplative talon to its lips before nodding once, golden eyes swimming in mirth, huffing Sirius turned to his cousin who was fine tuning the weird muggle machine that she'd been obsessing on for the past two days.
He opened his mouth to speak but the raven haired woman cut him off in a clipped tone. "Don't ask what I am doing or what this machine does Sirius, I do not have the time nor the inclination to explain calculus and trigonometry to a man who doesn't even know what the word 'algebra' means. Much lest astrophysics, suffice it to say this will bring Lilly home, hopefully, and that's all you need to know. Now hand me that wrench."
Sighing in resignation the old Marauder did just that and a moment later the witch before him began cackling as she smashed it against the steel body of the device, after a few moments it began humming with building power. Nodding in acknowledgment of her superiority over alien technology she turned to her husband and her idiot cousin grinning brightly which did nothing to burn off the manic gleam in her eyes.
"My daughter will be home soon, and when she gets back she is getting such a scolding...then we're going to have tea and a movie night...Come come! We have much to do!" Rushing back into the house the werewolf and animagus exchanged long suffering looks as they followed the mad genius back into the warm confines of her labs.
Lilly had been trying to explain her issues, mental, sexual and social to her vicious killing machine friend and he just wasn't getting it. Honestly she was wondering if he was being obtuse on purpose at this point, not that it mattered things had been so awkward on the way back to the palace she'd barely said a dozen words to anyone but the droid.
Why did Mara have to look so sexy in stockings...it wasn't fair, "Look HK," Lilly began again trying to frame up her issues in his mindset. "Imagine you were given the best handheld anti-personnel weapon currently on the market-"
The droid cut her off at this, "Fond Statement: The Blastec 'Negotiator' multi-barrel rotary assault cannon," staring at the droid a few moments she just shook her head and continued.
"Right, imagine you were given this weapon, all the ammo you could carry, and air dropped into a civilian market and given the command that you had to murder everyone in sight and if you can kill 'em all within the time limit given you get a prize. But here's the thing, you have to wait for the order to be given, so here you are surrounded by thousands of squishy meatbags just begging to die in a hilarious manner. And. You. Have. To. Wait. To. Kill. Them."
Lillith sighed as she ran her hands through her hair, "THAT is what my sex drive is like and what I've been fighting against for near six months..."
HK-47 remained silent for a few moments before reaching a metal shod hand out and placing it on Lillith's shoulder, "Horrified Understanding: You poor meatbag."
Reaching up she patted his hand lovingly, "Thank you..."
Bloody hell HK and Lillith are a riot to write...oh next chapter, Hermione with a bit of Sith training confronts Umbridge, while Lillith and Mara Jade go to a party where they are totally not checking each other out the entire time. All the while Darth Vader is silently hoping Starkiller gets himself killed early so he can recall his only friend because he is so damn BORED. TATA AND PLEASE REVIEW!