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AN: Ok, so I got board and started writing this, the reaction of RIddick to the latest move that Palpy pulled out of his bag labelled as stupid. Hope you enjoy, also, just as a head's up, I would recommend having Encyclopedia Biotica, by LogicalPremise, open on a different tab to read the list of Biotic powers in that since I will be making use of some without explaining them.
Edit: Sorry, but I decided to add this thank you to HolyKnight5 for an idea in this chapter that he posted in a review. I forgot to do it originally so I'm just adding it in.
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Snapping my eyes open, I did my best not to grimace as images of death, doom and destruction flashed through my mind as a new personality advisor, PA, attached to my mind after flooding it with images of dozens of Protheans fighting the Reaper forces. Javik had been right in that their fight against the Reapers had been hellish, the Reapers really were bastards of the highest order, that went without saying since I had watched through the eyes of a thousand Protheans as worlds were burned to bedrock, people corrupted into Collectors and even more people butchered than I thought should be possible. It was not pleasant, not in the slightest.
Quickly taking stock of the situation, I glanced around to see that I was now in my bed wearing only my boxers before I looked internally and, surprise surprise, my morals were so fucked up that I could have used them a sucking skipping rope at this point since, as I thought of the numerous atrocities committed during the Prothean-Reaper war, I felt nothing when I should have felt disgust and horror at such things taking place. The copy of my already fucked morals was still kept in my Greybox, still as fucked as it had been when I first copied it over, but the digital copy wasn't as effective, it was more like a 'By the way' type of thing, not really something that went off automatically with emotional consequences attached since it wasn't really connected to my brain in a way to allow such a thing to happen. The new PA, which had taken the name of Avatar, scowled at that and simply stated that my morals were worthless, pointless and a weakness that the enemy would exploit. I understood that, and even a part of me agreed, but I still wanted to keep them as intact as possible as I wanted to remember that I was a person, not a monster, even if I was slowly becoming as such.
Moving on, I frowned as I read through a series of automated alerts I had put in place for any announcements that the Imperials made anytime I was around and that were posted on the Holonet. I felt my eyes widen as I read the Emperor's latest proclamation, easily spotting that it was a trap, bait directed at me as I skimmed through the Imperial Intelligence networks to see force movement orders for at least a dozen ships to Mygeeto, where two Corps of the Imperial Army had already been deployed to, effectively, wipe a city off the map. I frowned as my mind went through options, I was easily five days away from the planet at best, even with the Jedi back roads, but that city would be dead in less than two, not very encouraging math as Avatar wrote off the entire settlement as lost simply from that fact and suggested that I look elsewhere. I didn't know if it was possible for me to punch my PAs, but with Avatar, I really did feel the need to test it since I really wanted to punch him. Unfortunately, this was not the case as all Avatar gave back was smugness. Bastard.
Having a bit of trouble?
The words, instead of being spoken by a mirror of my own voice from a mirror, were instead projected into my vision like normal messages by my cybernetics.
"What do you want?" I sent back sharpish as I wanted to cut to the chase.
Hey! I come in peace! No need to be so hostile, I just figured you might be interested in this deal I have to offer. It's rather simple, you get to save that city that the Imps are about to put to the sword, under certain conditions, and I don't download more PAs into your head for the next five attacks you carry out. Instead, I'll hand you the locations of interesting pieces of tech that are hanging around the Star Wars Galaxy that you might be interested in. Sound good?
Truth be told, it did sound good, not having more voices in my head would make it easier for me to believe that I wasn't actually going crazy, though, given the shit I had already done, I figured that was a foregone conclusion. But I waited for the other shoe to drop as I wrote back.
"Eight attacks. And what are the conditions?" I countered before hearing what sounded like clicking sounds similar to someone clicking their tongue before the ROB got back to me.
Seven, no more than that. As for the conditions, well, you can only use your Biotics, all your weapons will be left behind so that you can only use them and anything you pick up there, including Lightsabers since I have it on good authority that Palpy will be sending some Dark Side Adepts, at least 25 of them. You will get to keep your armor, mostly since I'll be dropping you off in High orbit for you to do a dramatic entrance through and you'll be arriving right before the deadline is up.
I mulled over that for a moment as I frowned, my Biotics were one of my aces, I didn't want to reveal them this early on, but I figured that such a thing might have it's own advantages because it would make people less likely to pick a fight with me. Hell, this might actually have been a much better course of action in the long run since the Empire was trying to make this massive show and dance about how they were invincible and that, eventually, all that opposed them would be crushed. This whole thing about Mygeeto rebels having attacked an Imperial factory was a load of ship, Sienar barely had a presence on the planet, the main export to the Imps from the planet was the Durasteel that was mined from across the entire planet. A clue that Sienar might be moving in to establish a presence? It might be since a quick check showed that those same mines also turned out a lot of Titanium, a main building material of the TIE series. However, restricting myself to just my armor and Biotics... That was something that I was slightly hesitant to do for the simple reason that I didn't like relying on any single trick, since it made you predictable. ROB clearly knew I was hesitant, so he threw me a bon a moment later.
Tell you what, as a sweetener, I'll throw in a freebie this once and tell you where a single piece of technology you might be interested in is, right now, along with the remaining seven after each attack, including this one. Sound good?
I raised an eyebrow at that, but figured that it would be of some use since this worked to my advantage in the long run. Quickly, I opened up my mental connection to Bo-Katan before sending a single message.
"Bo-Katan, this is Riddick. I'm going to be heading to Mygeeto alone through... Alternative means. Take command of the ship while I'm away and head for Dantooine and I'll meet you there after I've dealt with the Imps." I spent the message before opening up a line to both Myssan and Vis'n at the same time, making it clear that I was addressing both of them as I quickly wrote up a message.
"Change of plans, girls. Ignore the announcement of the Raxus Prime raid. Contact me in a week's time and we'll arrange a pick up for you and whatever you've picked up in your Shuttles." Sending that, I turned back to addressing the ROB as I got up and put together my armor, slipping it on as the plates mashed together, interlocking and melding into place as I wrote out the next message.
"Ok, but first, I want to confirm that after I've crushed the Imps trying to attack the city, will you teleport me back to the Sicarius? Also, when you say 'technology', are you refering to just things like machines, computers and Droids, or are you including things like Sith artifacts and the like?" I could feel the amusement coming from the ROB as it's next message appeared.
Yes, after you send the planetary forces into chaos, I'll move you back to your ship and then you may carry on with what you are doing. As for your other question, it is the latter case, just to clarify.
I nodded at that as I grinned slightly, Sith artifacts did have their uses, and some were more useful than others. I could think of a few artifacts that I knew were still floating around that could be of use, especially once I figured out the whole Midi-chlorian bullshit to the point I could manipulate them with my Blackware.
"Alright then, I accept your offer." I stated simply before a message came back and everything around me went dark.
Then hold onto your ass! You're in for a hell of a ride!
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In retrospect, maybe agreeing was not such a good idea, I considered as I blinked myself awake as I fell through the atmosphere of a frost covered planet that I quickly identified as Mygeeto. My HUD was already online as I saw the target location in sight, however, I noted that I had a new message in my Omni-tools' inbox, a quick scan of them and I raised an eyebrow as I saw what was in it. The message had a set of Hyperspace coordinates, and what looked like planetary coordinates, with the words 'Muur Talisman' written under them. The Muur Talisman was a powerful piece of Sith Alchemy that could turn people into Rakghouls as well as control them, allowing you to rapidly convert people and create an army. Currently, the Talisman was attached to a Jedi from the Old republic some few thousand years ago and was currently being constantly bothered by the spirit of Sith Lord Karness Muun, the creator of the Talisman and a master of Sith Alchemy.
I considered my options as I fell through the atmosphere for that before making a decision for the amulet as I knew it would be good to study it. I'd see if I couldn't free her of the amulet, kill the spirit or something, and then see about studying it for no more reason than to see how the actual enchantments worked, along with how the Midi-chlorians worked in relation to said enchantments. However, my mind was quickly taken from such thoughts as I quickly activated the ablative shields of my armor, creating sheets of lightweight ceramics that acted as a heat shield. Sensors flared as I picked up flights of TIE Fighters going passed me, probably wondering what the hell was happening as I screamed through the atmosphere. I smirked inside my helmet as I decided that I wasn't going fast enough.
Closing my eyes for a moment, I reached deep before pulling that mental switch that was at the ready before the power flowed. A moment later and I was coated in Dark Energy as I increased my speed, creating a gravity tube that was heading straight for the point between the Imperial Corps gathered in front of the city and the city itself, hitting the middle of what looked like the only bridge that accessed the city. A quick scan and I saw that no other bridge was still intact, having been blown up and the entire city was surrounded by a deep ravine, the bridges were the only way in or out and trying to climb down the sheer drops on either side was just suicide, especially with the ice, frost and snow that lay upon them. Another scan showed me the bridge, multiple Thermal Charges had been planted on it and all of them were linked to a detonator in the hands of the Commander of both Corps I was about to fight.
Smirking at that, I flipped myself over, not bothering to slow down beyond what was needed not to punch through the bridge before I hit the massive structure, the bridge shaking as I sent a charge through my armor, popping ceramic plates off as they fell into the ravine as smoke drifted from my impact. Slowly, it cleared to show me, landed perfectly in a three-point landing, fist on the ground and on one knee, but I was fine as I stood up and glanced around, taking note of the ranks of white armored men, at least a few dozen AT-STs and what looked like even more AT-ATs behind that, though, I was surprised when I spotted what looked like XR-85 Tank Droids, especially since I hadn't expected them until at least 0 BBY, or later. Quickly noting everything down as I marked all the units of interest in my HUD, I subtly created a Biotic Wall around the city, a rather easy feat given that I had Dark Energy reserves coming out my ass and energy to burn. The Air was locked in place as the entire settlement would have been capable of surviving a Base Delta Zero at this point, along with that, a quick Warp to the receivers of the bombs under the bridge and the ones in the settlement, and I was ready to make the opening moves.
Standing up from the ground, I took a step forwards with ease as I spotted the dark cloak wearing Dark Siders marching their way through the Stormtrooper lines.
"Hey guys. Sorry I was a bit late, but I decided to crash this party you were having, guess I got here right on time. So... Where can I find something to drink?" I asked cheerfully as I clapped my hands together as the leading Dark Sider stepped forwards.
"If you wish to drink, then I we shall aid you and allow you to drink your own blood." Damn, this bastard was a bloodthristy furcker. A scan of him showed me a male Zeltron that seemed to have crimson skin with a black Sith tattoo over his right eye. He had a pair of single-bladed Lightsabers on his waist as I noted her was also wearing a suit of armor similar to that of the Inquisitors.
"Oh? Really? Well, I would ask 'you and what army', but you seem to have an army over there." I gestured to the Stormtroopers, who had yet to move and were probably waiting for a signal from the Dark Siders. Said leader of the Dark Siders nodded.
"Indeed. Though, before we eradicate you and the pathetic city behind you, I must ask, why did you come? Given your skills and abilities, I highly doubt that you are stupid enough not to see this for what it is, therefore I must question if it was bravery or stupidity that drove you to do this." I shrugged at that.
"Neither. If you have to call it something, call it surety of my own abilities. For that reason, I will say this once." I spoke seriously, all my previous cheer was gone as the air, if it was possible, suddenly got ten degrees colder. "Retreat, now. Leave while you still can and return to your Master with both your life and your dignity still intact, because if you don't, none of the men or women gathered here shall walk away from this alive."
Silence followed my threat for a moment before a chuckle filled the silence. I looked over to the source to see another Dark Sider that had lined up beside the Leader, who stood in the middle of the line of 25, including him. This one was a female Zygerrian with a cut out of her left ear, I turned to look at her directly as I smiled amusedly, rather enjoying the whole show as the Dark Siders had no idea just how fucked they were.
"Really now? I think not! You don't even know the meaning of the word 'power'! And whatever, so-called 'power' you have is nothing when compared to the power of the Dark Side, something that you will never be able to use. So do everyone a favor and die, we have wasted too much time already on your boastful bluffs." The Zygerrian was impulsive as she reached down and launched her Lightsaber, another single-bladed type with a red blade, at me. I smirked at that, finding it funny that she would so willingly throw away her only weapon. I raised my right hand in a casual 'stop' gesture, my index and middle fingers standing straight while the others were tucked away as I placed my left fist behind my back.
To the amazement of those watching, the Lightsaber stopped spinning before I opened my right hand and the weapon flew into it, no one noticing the Dark Energy coating it as I used a series of minor Pulls to get the job done. I deactivated the blade before it even reached my palm, though I didn't think it was needed as I could already tell that the various Force Adepts were shocked and surprised.
"But... But HOW?! How can you use the Force when you don't even have a connection to it...!? That... That isn't possible!" The Zygerrian screeched as I noted her taking a step back in surprise. I took the time to examine the weapon as I noted the Stormtroopers seeming slightly ill at ease with my casual display. Fear was such a potent tool when combined with the unknown, I was an unknown, therefore I was a source of fear. Glancing up, I smirked as the already cloudy sky changed, the overcasting grew darker as the winds picked up as I started to Ionise the atmosphere, drawing storm clouds together as I saturated them, yet I kept the electric charge away from tunnels at certain points in the cloud coverage, points where I used Gravitational lensing to form Ionised beams for the Lightning to follow.
Right down upon the heads of the unwary.
"How? Believe me, young one, there are more things in the heavens and the earths than are dreamt of in your philosophies." I paraphrased the quote as I put my hand to the side, fist clutching the Lightsaber before, with an application of strength, I crushed it into duct, the crystal shattering without resistance as I spoke. "The Force, however 'all encompassing' you believe it to be, it never reached my people. We existed outside the remit of Midi-chlorians, and as such, developed without access to that little ability you call 'The Force', but that doesn't mean we are weak. Far from it, as we have developed alternatives to the Force that we can use with just as much ease, if not more so. As for the rest of your previous statement, young one, allow me to clarify."
Above us, Lightning suddenly cracked through the darkening skies as thunder roared behind it, causing them to jump as many suddenly noted the drastic change in weather, all the while, I kept talking.
"You see, I do not make 'Boastful bluffs' as you so eloquently put it. No, I simply state facts. And the simple fact of the matter is that you, as a representative of this group, and the group of countless men behind you, have chosen to spit upon an act of mercy. The only act of mercy I intend to give to the Empire. It is for that reason that I can honestly say that the deaths of every person here shall lay solely upon your head. Goodbye." And with that, Lightning started falling along with rain and hailstones pinging off the ground and armor. Now, a normal bolt of Lightning is usually carries about five million volts of electricity within it, which is more than enough to kill most people if they get hit in the head or the energy travels through something vital. However, what I was throwing around now was a bit stronger than that at around 35 million volts per bolt, 'strong' bolts of lightning, in other words. So, when the first bolt touched down, it struck the Stormtroopers on the head, it burned right through the Plastoid armor they thought would protect them as Ionised pathways caused excess energy to leap into several others. Lightning bolts suddenly started raining down as more and more Troopers died by the second while the AT-STs, not having built to defend against that kind of power, were fried, the internal electronics being burned to a crisp while the crews were dead before the massive mass of metal hit the ground, usually with blood seeping from their eyes and ears as their brains were reduced to mush. The AT-ATs stood a better chance as they took the hits, suffered damage, but still managed to tank enough to at least fire off a single volley at me. I smirked at that, another chance to show the Adepts just how outclassed they were.
Raising a hand, the Turbolaser blasts hit an invisible wall before the energy seemed to be drained out of them, seeping over said wall before resting inside the palm of my hand as the equivalent energy of five Turbolaser hits rested in the palm of my hand. I called off the Lightning on the first AT-AT that fired on me and simply fired back, amplifying the power enough that it literally cored the poor thing from head to tail before I looked back at the Adepts, who were looking at me with a healthy mix of respect and awe, but with a hell of a lot of fear mixed into it. Good, it wouldn't do for them to suddenly find their courage just yet.
"You see, Young ones, I do not make threats. I merely state facts." I spoke as I started calmly walking towards them even as the sounds of the dead and dying filled the air, more than a few of them seemed to look at one another while some were having internal battles between their survival instincts and their pride. It was to my, admittedly small, surprise that the leader of the Adepts stepped forwards, dropping his soaking wet cloak to reveal himself before grabbing Lightsabers and igniting the twin blades. I tilted my head to one side at that, feigning curiosity.
"You know, the only thing that shall come of that path is death, correct?" I questioned, not out of mercy, but out of the principle of 'Dead scouts tell no tales', if no one talked about what happened here, then the Empire's reputation wouldn't take another hit, and a rather big one at that. The Zeltron chuckled in turn.
"We're dead either way. The Emperor takes a dim view of failure and you were simply saving us for last, weren't you?" He questioned back as I nodded, dropping my hands into a loose stance as the other Adepts finally gathered their courage, before throwing their cloaks off, the Lightsabers of 25 individuals igniting as I noted one of the Force Adepts handing a spare Lightsaber to the Zygerrian from the start.
"Very well. Then pray to whatever misbegotten God you believe it, pray for mercy..." I spoke, gathering myself up as Dark Energy gathered around me, flowing to my hand and forming into the shaft of a Biotic Blade, a blade of pure Kinetic Force that had an infinite cutting potential. No one backed up at this new ability as I smirked at that, they were committed, just as I was, now it was time to see if that commitment was going to pay off for them. "Because you shall find none from ME!" I shouted as I moved.
With a mix of Mass Lightening, the suddenly increase of the mass of my foot as I kicked off the ground, and the use of a few gravitational tunnels to increase my speed, I crossed the five metres of distance between myself and the Adepts within the blink of an eye. The Leader of the group not even being given a chance to react as his head suddenly found itself flying free from his shoulders before a Tether grabbed in while it was in the air, I yanked it and the head was suddenly accelerated like a yo-yo on a string before it raced and impacted the torso of another, hitting with enough force to implant itself into the being. Ducking down from an overhead swing that was aimed at the side of my neck, I lashed out with my opposite hand, striking the attacker in the thigh as a subtle Pull dragged them out of their stance and allowed me to snap their femur. Their face contorted in pain and rage as they dropped to the ground, only to get caught by a Biotically enhanced elbow to the chin, said strike turned the front half of the man's skull into paste as he was launched into the air. A side step to the left and two quick steps back and I had dodged another three strikes from Lightsabers before moving forwards, stabbing one of them through the heart before cutting their torso in half as I dragged the Blade through their chest and spinning around, cutting the next one's head in half at the Temples. The third ended going for an Overhead swing as I dismissed the Blade and caught the offending hand, broke it, took the Lightsaber before impaling the former user through the chin with it.
Six out of 25 Adepts were already dead within a few seconds. More followed as I used a Pull to yank another towards me before grabbing his chin with one hand, two Pulls to assist and the head of the Adept suddenly was facing the wrong way before a Throw to another, delivered at point-blank range, shattered the entire ribcage and sent bone splinters into every organ that they should have been protecting. Another Tether on the leg of an Adept saw this one being yanked from his stance and sent flying into some of his friends, knocking him and three others to the ground before all four of them suddenly died.
Being spontaneously compressed to the size of a grape would do that to people.
Twelve of 25 Adepts dead, and counting.
Grabbing another by the neck, I headbutted this one, breaking the nose of what appeared to be a female Falleen before throwing her into the way of a strike meant for me, said strike impaled her through the lower chest before I shoved my fist through her chest to kill the male Zabrak behind her before ripping his, still beating, heart out before launching it at a Human Adept, implanting it where said idiot's brain once was as I gave a smirk.
"Kalima indeed." I muttered as I ducked, stepping backwards before sweeping a leg out, tripping up another Adept before flipping backwards and coming down with the heel of my boot, right onto said Adept's chest, causing his chest to disappear into a cloud of blood, bone and guts as I jumped back up. The moment I stood back up, I dodged left, seeing an idiot charging me as I used a Pull on him and yanked him to me, catching him in a headlock before grasping his chin, a solid pull and his head was around the wrong way as well. Dropping the body, I saw another charging idiot and smirked again, gathering Dark Energy, I formed a fist as a whip rapidly formed from the energy as I swung, kinetic potential rapidly moving down the Lash before it reached the tip, where it made contact with the next idiot in black, a Quarren if you can believe it. He exploded into a shower of gore as he painted his two friends in his own guts, distracting them as one almost slipped. A use of Slam ensured that the two did slip as they were picked up and smashed into the ground with enough force for it to have seemed like they had been dropped from orbit without a parachute, or whatever.
Twenty of 25 Adepts dead, and counting.
Glancing up from my latest kill, I saw the remaining five gathered together, probably thinking they might have safety in numbers as I spotted a pair of Human males, a Kiffar female, a Twi'lek male and, surprisingly enough, a Mon Calamari. All of them looked fearful, terror was plain to see in their eyes as I decided to ham it up as a Storm caused the various lights that were still active on the bridge to suddenly fail, leaving the only light coming from their Lightsabers before I took that small hope away from them. A Smear of the inside of their Lightsabers threw the focusing crystal out of alignment and caused the remaining blades to suddenly fail, I smirked as I even heard one of them whimper before I summoned another Lightning bolt in behind me for dramatic effect. I had to bit my lip when one of the Humans actually lost the nerve and went to run.
He didn't make it far as a Crush summoned a pair of Kinetic plates that smashed into his legs at the knees, tearing his legs from the knees down off and causing him to slam into the ground as follow up Subsume caused his fall to the ground to reduce him to paste. With that done, I turned back to the remaining four Adepts before launching a Warp at the Twi'lek, who wasn't fast enough to dodge and found his head suddenly being half reduced to component molecules and fine dust. The Mon Calamari tried to charge me, entering into melee with me as the other two ran for it, I decided that I'd show them just how wrong they were as a use of Impact dragged the Mon Calamari to me, where a pimp slap with over fifty thousand Newtons of force behind it reduced his head to slush. The two would-be escapees didn't make it far, the male Human being hit by opposing Pulls that ripped him in half from groid to head, the female Kiffar being hit with a Reave as she collapsed to the ground like a puppet that had just had it's strings cut. I smirked at that, suddenly aware of the body I was controlling as experience not my own came into play.
Using a bit of will, I forced the Kiffar to stand as she awkwardly made her way over to me, I smirked at the look of sheer fear in her eyes as I noted one little detail that I hadn't been aware of until this point. Namely, the holo-recorders that were still transmitting from the collar of each of the Adepts, I accessed my sensors and noted that the signal was going straight to an ISD in orbit over my location. My smirk only grew at that as I turned away from her, a sudden warp catching her in the chest as it ripped her body apart, leaving her as little more than a pair of arms, legs and a head.
With the thought of an actual Orbital bombardment in play, I decided to pull out another trick as I summoned on the experience of the Protheans. You see, the funny thing about their Biotics was that they didn't use just their own Bio-electrical output, no, they also piggybacked off the existing magnetic fields of planets around them, not to mention drawing power from the ambient heat and gravitational field. If you were powerful enough, you could even hop that same influence over multiple planets, and stars, to increase your range and power exponentially, but doing so required insane levels of control and experience.
Luckily for me, I had both in spades, what with the lives of a thousand trained soldiers crammed into my skull, Avatar did, however, approve of my method here. Utter humiliation for what should be the most powerful military force in the Galaxy. With that said, I started the process as I reached out, feeling the energy flowing before I tapped into it, drawing from it like ancient magicals drew from leylines to gain additional power, I felt my shit-eating grin only grow as I my senses became more acute, feeling the gravitational fields of multiple ships in orbit, at least nine ISD with eighteen Victory-class SDs in escort with more than thirty Tartan patrol cruisers floating around further. I could feel them floating around the system as I expanded my power further, tapping into the star of the system itself as I grinned, the increase of power flowing through me before I decided to simply end it.
And in the blink of an eye, I did.
Dozens of Biotic Singularities bloomed in space, appearing in the hearts of the ISDs and other ships as they were torn to pieces by the massive influx of gravity appearing within them as Durasteel bulkheads that should have been capable of taking ruthless, knife-fight ranged barrages crumbled like wet tissue paper under the onslaught of power before dying down. All the while, my armor picked up a signal that was being transmitted off planet from the city behind me, glancing back, I looked in surprise as I saw the inhabitants of the city standing by the edge of the barrier, some of them even pushing against it as they seemed to be testing it before falling still as I turned to regard them. All the while, I tuned back my power, releasing the power I had gained from syncing with the planets across the system along with the star before I raised a hand in a show of showmanship, a flick of the wrist and the Storm clouds suddenly dispersed as they watched. I could easily hear them whisper in awe as the children seemed to think this was awesome as some of them looked transfixed. Hacking into the signal, I smirked as I saw what it was, it was a live-action broadcast of my fight with the Imperials, and it was going live across the entire Galaxy, I looked around before spotting the one holding the camera, located halfway up one of the various towers that dotted the city. I smirked at that as I went for a bit more and used a few Biotic Pulls, picking up what remained of the Lightsabers of all the Dark Adepts I had fought and floated them all before me. Attention shifted to that as I suddenly crushed them all together, reducing them to scrap before letting the tennis ball-sized piece of metal fall back to the ground.
Another flick and my Omni-tool went to work as I hacked into the broadcast, in my hand, a microphone appeared as I pulled it out from behind me, being sure to check and ensure that no survivors were present from my fight, before I spoke.
"Good day, ladies and gentlemen. As you are all, no doubt, aware, I am Riddick. I stand here, at the site of yet another show of just how weak the Empire truly is if they can not defeat one man, let alone the fact that I just handed them their own asses on a silver platter." I spoke, making a wide, swooping gesture with my free arm as to direct to the massive collection of bodies that filled the area. "But the real reason for this, all of this, was not because of some fake rebel cell destroying a factory that doesn't exist, no, this was the attempt to create a trap for me, the Emperor ordered it as such, even having his Intelligence services plant the bomb, set it off and blow a rather large section of the Capital of Mygeeto off the face of the planet. In fact, right now, everyone watching this should be seeing a second stream of data, within this, you'll find a copy of the orders given by the Emperor himself to this effect, full reports from Imperial Intelligence of the operation to plant multiple Void-7 Charges in the Capital, and even a copy of the deal made with Sienar Fleet Systems. That last one was to get access to the vast Titanium reserves hidden within the planet."
As I spoke, a casual hack of the Imperial network allowed me to copy these items, and then some, onto the Holonet where viewers descended on them like a pack of starving wolves. I smirked as this was another blow to the Empire's rep, something that was going to cost them in the future, but I wanted to hammer home this message with one of my own.
"And now, for the regularly scheduled message to his Royal douche-bagness, Ol' Palpy himself. I got to admit, Palpy, I didn't think you'd open this can of worms and try using civilians as bait in a trap, honestly, it is a move worth of the Sith of the Great War. However, the problem is that you seem to think you can do it and get away with it. I'm afraid that you can not." By the end of that message, my voice had dropped to an ice cold whisper as the camera had zoomed in on my helmet, somehow giving it a sinister air within the darkness as the red optics of the helmet glowed.
"You see, the next time you do something like this, I intend to react in kind... Tell me, Palpatine. Do you know how much damage three tons of Cobalt can cause when scattered by a Nuclear Fission bomb with a yield of roughly fifty megatones? No? Well let me tell you. The end result would be the destruction of the local ecosystem within a few thousand kilometres, radioactive Cobalt making that area of the planet the definition of dead for centuries to come. That, my dear Palpatine, is what my people call a Cobalt-Tsar Bomb, it is a standard sized WMD that my people have been using for Millennia, and one that is, actually, on the lower end of the scales. With that in mind, Palpatine, chose your next actions very carefully, because if you chose wrong... Coruscant might find itself taking Tatooine's place as being as the biggest hellhole of the Galaxy..." With my piece said, I took the mike and held it at arm's length before dropping it to the ground and turning around when I smirked mischievously, and idea coming to my head as another hack had music being spliced into the broadcast.
"I don't wanna say what I got on my mind. 'Cause nothing tonight wants to come out on time. The truth is I'd rather sit and unwind. Let somebody else tell their story this time... I wonder what happened to give me the right. To step up on a platform and pick up the mic. And tell you the way to be living your life. 'Cause all my credentials were lies... You've had your say, now take your seat. I know my place, you don't know me..."
I smirked at the sound of Up in Flames by Icon for Hire as I turned around and started walking, as I walked, a subtle use of Warp had the Bridge covered in black flames as they ate away at the bodies and blood, consuming it down to the molecular level as the wrecks were, likewise consumed. I walked into the inferno as the flames gathered around me and I smirked, the Galaxy was watching as I was consumed by the flames before I activated my Tactical cloak, disappearing from view as the music continued to play out while I took that time to use Aid and Soar, quickly allowing me to move away before any relief forces came. The Biotic flames would continue burning for hours after I left, not giving up until their targets were gone from existence with all attempts of stopping them failing.
I never say it as my world went black once more before I blinked and was back in my bedroom aboard the Sicarius once more. As I looked around though, I couldn't help the smirk that plastered my features.
The Empire was in for a world of pain for this, and the Nightmare, was only beginning.
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Myssan grinned like a child in a sweetie shop as she watched the Master's performance once more, this time watching the slaughter of the Dark Siders with interest as each one was slapped down like an unruly child before being killed, some of them not even managing to offer a defence as they were crushed. By her side, Widow watched with interest as the Master fought, seemingly taking in the skill of the man she was to serve as they both sat on the the bed within the Nu-class Shuttle, the images being projected to the wall opposite them. Both women were fully dressed as they had already had their... fun earlier that morning as well as in the days since the Master's message to contact him in a week's time.
Truthfully, most of the time not being used to have more fun in bed between the two was spent with Myssan going out and purchasing more objects of interest while Widow stayed inside the Shuttle and familiarised herself with the Galaxy, learning about how weapons and technology worked while reworking her skills at Slicing to make them workable on the tech of this Galaxy. During the last two days, Myssan had also been rather busy, having bought a couple more Droids and a number of weapons that she believed that the Master would find interesting. For the Droids, she had purchased a total of three TC-SC Infiltration Droids, seven Colicoid Infiltrator-series Droids, a single A-series Assassin Droid, four Q-series Droidekas, two Sniper Droidekas and an intact droid brain from a Droid Tri-fighter from the end of the Clone Wars. As for items, Myssan had picked up three cases filled with two hundred XM-15 Brilliant missiles, two crates filled with 250 kg of Baradium, half a dozen personal energy shields and four barrels filled with Bacta. With all that tucked away in her Shuttle, Myssan didn't really have much room left to put stuff without the cargo bay getting cramped, nor did she want to as she continued going through the Black Market stalls in the lower levels and hadn't found anything that caught her eye.
"So, this is the Master?" Widow voiced, her accent alone being more than enough to get Myssan's attention as she looked over to the blue-skinned Human and nodded.
"Yes, that is him." Myssan stated cheerfully before Widow glanced back at her.
"He is very skilled to fight so many, I've been watching and they didn't even manage to hit his armor even once, not even a graze or triggering his Shields. Frankly, I know that our Master is just that good, even watching this can tell me that, but the Dark Side Adepts that he is fighting, they are a bunch of idiots." Widow voiced at that, getting a raised eyebrow that asked for her to continue. "Look at the Dark Siders, they all are attacking without any real plan beyond charging him and swinging those 'Lightsabers' like a child with a stick. Most of their moves are telegraphed well before hand while their only real saving grace would have been this 'Force', but since the Master does not exist within this, they have no warning to tell them when to dodge while their bodies scream at him when they are moving to attack." Myssan nodded at that point as well, it was rather glaringly obvious, she would have been able to spot it even without the Greenbox in her head to collaborate the evidence.
Most Force-Users seemed to go for much more flashy moves than were needed, they relied on the Force to guide them through the fight, but if that was taken away, their skills would be less effective as they suddenly would have massively glaring holes in their defences. Their Master's existence was something that the Force couldn't account for, and, as such, would not warn them of as they wouldn't be able to fight him as they normally would, making the fight all the easier for him. Another point in the Master's favor was his use of Biotics, a trait that had none of the Mysticism of the Force and, as such, didn't fall prey to such things as it was purely based on the will of the user and the Eezo coating their nerves. No magic was involved.
"True, but a more skilled or experienced fighter might be able to get around those shortcomings, making them even more dangerous because with the Force, they would be all the more capable." Myssan noted, getting another nod from the Assassin as she picked up a Czerka Adventurer Rifle and started disassembling it, wanting to see how it works and if she could integrate parts of it into her own Rifle.
"What about if the opposite becomes true? For instance, you mentioned that the Master was planning to experiment with these 'Midi-chlorians' to see if he could implant himself or others with them and give people a Force-sensitivity that was modified to not be affected by the various affinities of the Force, Light or Dark." Widow noted in turn as Myssan smiled at that, nodding in agreement as her tail slipped out of her armor and shot towards Widow, wrapping around the woman's neck before she even registered what had happened and pulling her forwards. Myssan caught the Human before she fell and smashed their lips together for a moment as she smirked, pulling back as Widow panted for air at the sudden lip-lock.
"True, but I don't think that is either of our concerns. No turn the Terminal off, all this talk has put me in that mood, sleepy girl." Myssan stated, the last term being a codeword that instantly caused Widow to sag in the Zeltron's grip as her eyes hazed over and she stood back up before beginning to take her clothes off. The Zeltron only grinned as she kept her tail around the woman's neck.
Five more days and she would be able to deliver this new servant to the Master, she just hoped that he enjoyed the training that she had given to Widow.
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[Lemon ahead]
Vis'n smirked as she looked through her collection of artifacts once more, checking and double checking everything before finding the items that she was looking for. A pair of necklace-like amulets made from a silver and gold chain holding a pentagonal plate about four centimetres across, on the plate, a pentagram had been engraved with red gems located at each point while a single larger red gem was located at the centre of the arrangement. Between each of the five points, a script written in ancient Sith was engraved as well while more script encircled the central gem, they was a very impressive piece of work, but Vis'n wasn't looking for them because they was beautiful, but because they were Sith amulets of concealment designed to render a person invisible to the Force at large. The point of this was that she couldn't keep the two woman in a Force-based coma forever, as they would need to come out at some point and she intended to do so soon. Namely, after she had conditioned both of them to be loyal to her Master.
It had been four days since the message had gone out of what was being called the 'Slaughter of Mygeeto', the Empire was currently having to deal with a rather large increase in rebel factions, though it was still managing to make the jobs of the Imperial military all the more difficult as they had to work a fair bit harder to suppress such activities as fleets were being sent across entire sections of the Outer and Mid Rim like mad. Already, her Master had even gained a new name for himself among many of the people's of the Galaxy.
Corellians had taken to calling him 'That ballsy sonofabitch' or 'That glorious Bastard', while others had gone for more eloquent names such as Riddick the Audacious for the Mandalorian clans. The Imperial military, however, had taken to calling him to Monster of Mygeeto, for the simple fact that many of them seemed to doubt that he was a being and more a force of nature given the destruction he caused, including the destruction of at least two Heavy squadrons of ships. Still, it was more than enough for people to start seeing the Master as more than a highly dangerous annoyance, the Empire now saw him as a true danger to be engaged only when victory is assured. The problem with that was that they simply had too little an idea of what he was capable of as he had kept a lot of his tricks hidden, even if he had displayed the might of his Biotics rather well.
Shaking her head from such thoughts, she turned from the pile of artifacts to the two women within the cargo hold of her Theta-class Shuttle, both of them still being bound within the threads of the Dark side along with being left in a coma from her ability as she moved next to the first one. Kneeling next to the cream skinned woman, Vis'n closed her eyes before reaching out, projecting herself out and into the mind of this woman as she smirked, the Odojinya had done it's job and left her mental defences in ruins, allowing the Dathomirian easy access as she got to work. Study of numerous Sith artifacts, Holocrons and Tomes had enhanced her skills as she learned much from them, but was physically incapable of falling to either side, but they had their advantages as the theory of the various Force techniques helped her to sharpen her skills and ideas of what was possible to do with the Force.
As such, when she reached the nexus of thought within the mind of what seemed to be a Jedi Master, she felt her smirk widened as she got to work. The first thing she did was remove all the previous loyalties to anyone or thing, including to the Jedi Order, before building a singular loyalty back in their place. This new loyalty to the Master was burned into her mind, roots of it digging right into the deepest layer of the woman's mind as it furthered entrenched itself to create a near-obsession with serving the Master in any way that she was capable of, but didn't remove the qualities that were already present such as initiative, creativity and the ability to think for herself. In the mindscape that she witnessed, Vis'n saw the loyalties mental construct as a massive statue of the Master, the image given from her own mind as two smaller statues were linked to this one, one of her and another of Myssan. From the base of these statues, she looked down to see black and red vines reaching out and wrapping around everything they could reach, thorns hooking into everything as this new addition shifted and became a key stone of her mind. Within a few minutes of starting, Vis'n was finished, a satisfied smile on her face knowing that once the Master had altered her Midi-chlorians, no one would be able to reverse this process. Leaning over, Vis'n tapped the woman on the forehead and her eyes snapped open instantly, looking glazed over at first before they spotted Vis'n and she smiled.
"Mistress. How may I be of service?" She asked as she remained bound within the Dark Side net, but didn't seem to notice as she was more interested in serving the mistress before her. Vis'n smirked at that, glad to see that everything was working so well.
"Right now, just remain still while I put this amulet on you, got it?" she stated, getting a nod from the woman as she slide the necklace around her head and down her neck before leaving it as such. "Good. Now, I'm going to release the technique holding you, once that happens, I want you to stand up and at attention, arms by your sides and tell me your name and the last thing you remember, understood?" This got another nod as Vis'n undid the technique, the Jedi master leaping to her feet and landing with easy grace before standing at attention, as instructed.
"My name is Kalia Fay. The last thing I remember was fighting on Queyta when the Sith Asajj Ventress stabbed me through the back with her Lightsabers. I used the last of my energy to make sure the other Jedi with me at the time, Obi-wan Kenobi, managed to get away with the cure for a separatist Bioweapon called Swamp Gas." The now-named former Jedi explained as Vis'n nodded at that, taking her form in before an idea came to her.
"Good to know. Now, strip yourself of your clothes and stand at attention." Vis'n stated as she did likewise, taking her armor off to show off well developed muscles further enhanced by all the augments that she had taken over the last few months with the Master. However, she continued to watch as Fay stripped herself of the multi-layered robes that she wore, letting them fall to the ground before leaving her with little more than her bra and thong. This allowed Vis'n to see the well developed body of a woman that had clearly trained herself at some stage or another, well toned with little fat and well proportioned with plenty of curves, a nice ass and a bust that was at least a size bigger than her own. Vis'n smiled at that as she walked over to the servant and circled her, tracing a finger over her collar before stopping behind her as Fay continued to strip her thong and bra off. Seeing this, Vis'n looked up at the ceiling of the Shuttle, the autopilot already set to take them to Yavin four, which would take another few hours, giving her plenty of time to play.
With that in mind, Vis'n jumped up and easily touched the ceiling with one hand before flipping herself over, staying attached to the ceiling thanks to a mixture of Mass Effect-based Anti-gravity, Force powers and the magnetic plates in her hands and feet. With that done, she placed her hands on the ceiling plating before pulling it back, watching as lines of silk started flowing from the ends of her fingers, at least five strands per finger as she quickly started weaving the various strands together while forming more anchor points for her silk. Truth was, this was a Bionetic upgrade she had gotten when she considered her lack of stealth options, mostly as a way of tying up a subdued enemy as well as allowing for easier ways of hiding bodies, such as attaching them to the ceiling of storerooms. Now, she continued weaving until she had a rope of silk at least three centimetres thick before moving down until it dangled from the ceiling, jumping back down, she smirked as she looked at the now-naked Fay.
"Please put your hands behind your back for me and don't resist when I begin manipulating your body." She ordered as Fay did so instantly with a smile on her face. Vis'n grinned at that before pulling them together, their forearms touching as she wrapped them together and held them parallel to the ground as she wrapped more silk around Fay's waist, binding her arms further to her before attaching the rope to her waist as well. Lifting Fay up so that she would be able to attach the silk properly, Vis'n did so quickly before grabbing Fay's ankles, and picking them up, lifting the former Jedi up from the ground as her ankles were then bound to her thighs, lines of silk then connecting this to the silk rope slightly higher than where it connected to her waist to balance. The result of this left fay suspended in the air, her arms and legs bound to her by silk lines stronger than Durasteel and all while a smile was still plastered as Vis'n circled the trapped woman a few times, taking in her handy work before stopping in front of the woman.
A moment later, Vis'n frowned as she focused, calling on the Force as she applied a bit of telekinesis, pulling on the durasteel making up the top layer of the floor as a few molecular bonds shattered, an orb of the metal quickly pulling away from the ground as it hovered up to the Dathomirian before splitting into two. One orb floating to Vis'n, where the Dathomir witch caused the metal to shift, freely moving as it turned into a chain bracelets with a clip to take it off easily, the other orb moved to Fay, where it flowed like liquid around her neck before stopping in the form of a shackle around her neck, a single loop attached to that as no way of taking it off without breaking it was present. Smiling at that, before she weaved more silk, this time between a single link in the bracelet and the loop attached to Fay's neck shackle, all the while channeling the Force into the threads as she spun them together before finishing the link with a smirk, the silk threads disappearing a moment later.
With that done, Vis'n moved around the bound woman, smirking all the while before draping herself over the back of Fay as she put one leg between the Jedi's own while leaning to the side of the silk rope holding her up, pressing her bust into the woman's back and stretching her arms over Fay's body before swinging them down. Vis'n's left arm swung around, wrapping around her chest before cupping the right breast while her right hand slipped between Fay's legs, gliding over Fay's folds as they already started to glisten with arousal as the Dathomirian breathed on to Fay's neck, sending spikes of bliss along her spine.
"You like this, don't you?" Vis'n asked as she started kneading the breast of the woman below her, who was biting her lower lip to keep a moan in while she tried to answer.
"Ye-yes Mistress..." She muttered out as Vis'n kept kneading her breast while her other hand was pinching the woman's clit with sharp nails digging into the sensitive flesh, Fay yelped from the sudden pressure on her clit as she wriggled around to try and get more, but the silk holding her held firm. Vis'n only gave an amused smirk at that as she kept pinching the woman's clit while rubbing her own core against Fay's bount right shin, already feeling heat building up inside of her from this as she kept playing with the bound woman.
"Until I say otherwise, you shall not be allowed to use the Force in any way, shape or form unless I allow it. Now, do you want more?" Vis'n commanded, following up as she roughly cupped Fay's right tit and squeezed it as her fingers disappeared into the soft mound of flesh, Fay screamed at the sudden feeling along with the pleasure that followed as Vis'n continued her ministrations of the Jedi's core, slowly inserting a finger into her folds as it flipped through every nock and cranny before digging deeper. The first finger was soon followed by another as Vis'n started slowly kissing along Fay's neck before nibbling on her ear, biting on her ear as Fay moaned and begged.
"P-please... Mis-istress... Ple-EAse... Moooore..." She moaned out between pants before Vis'n pulled back, her hands giving Fay's breast a tight squeeze as two more fingers suddenly were forced into her folds, drawing a yelp from the former Jedi as her eyes glazed over at the sudden change before she went to scream as fresh, sticky liquid flooded out from her core, splashing into Vis'n's leg before drenching the floor. Said Dathomirian smirked as Fay heaved bonelessly within her bonds before VIs'n took a step back and chopped at the rope holding her, her chop, enhanced by the Force, cut through the silk with ease before Vis'n used the Force to slowly lower Fay to the floor. Once on the floor, Fay shuddered as her generous bust was pressed into the cold metal while Vis'n smirked as she walked around and took a seat on the floor just ahead of her, just out of reach as she spread her legs wide, showing off her own glistening core.
"Come, my dear, I want you to eat me out, lick my pussy and make me cum... If you do it fast enough, I might even reward you with something... special..." Vis'n commanded as Fay instantly tried crawling her way closer, her mind lost in a haze of bliss as Vis'n felt her smirk grow before lifting her arm, the one with the bracelet on it, and channeling the Force into the bracelet. A moment later, the thread of silk between it and the neck shackle around Fay's throat reappeared, with an application of will, that thread suddenly started growing shorter, dragging Fay along the ground with her breasts rubbing into the cold metal, drawing more moans from her before her neck was pulled up to the bracelet and off the ground as Vis'n looked at her with amusement before lengthening the thread. Said thread now allowed Fay to dangle just over Vis'n's folds, her tongue out as she tried to lick it, but she was just out of reach before Vis'n finally let got of the Force, causing the Alchemically altered silk thread to disappear once more as Fay dropped into Vis'n's lap, her tongue already eager, and started forcing her tongue inside her molten core. Vis'n threw her head back at the sudden pleasure, feeling Fay aggressively licking inside of her as best as she could while Vis'n reached down, cupping her defenseless tits once more as Fay moaned into the Dathomirian's folds, increasing the pleasure of the Dathomirian in turn.
Vis'n herself was already lost in bliss as she kept kneading Fay's breasts, but she did have enough coherent thought left in her to glance in the red-skinned woman's direction and wonder if she would have enough time on Yavin to properly train her as well for the Master. She'd have to check once she found a good temple to raid.
[Lemon end]
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Looking at the message on my HUD, I couldn't help but grin like an idiot. This was the first of the seven locations that the ROB had agreed to give me, it was a set of Hyperspace coordinates, a set of planetary coordinates and a name for the item, but what had my attention the most was the name itself.
The Grey Secant.
The Grey Secant was a Gree starship that was around during the Great War some four thousand years ago. Damn oddly designed, but it was certainly something to look into as I remembered it being around Ilum, an ice world that had been forgotten for some time as being a rather abundant crystal mine with a fair amount of raw materials present in the planet itself. A quick check and I found that the coordinates matched up to that planet and a search of the Imperial network showed that the damn place was being occupied by the Imperials, mainly those that were seen as being too much trouble. Again, I'm pretty sure that this place was used as a punishment for misbehaving Imperial Officers, political rivals and also served as a ship graveyard of some description. All things that I was more than happy to look into as it meant that I could get more raw materials for long term goals by attacking the place. It even had a research base present in on the planet, something I made a note to look into since it meant stealing whatever work they had been doing before I took a moment to check the Imperial network and raising an eyebrow at what I found.
The research base was apparently looking into methods of using the Force sensitive crystals as a power source, drawing energy from the Force itself and then converting that into actual energy. It sounded interesting, though it reminded me of the Rakata technology that was powered by the Force as well, either way, it was something to look into if only to see what research they had put together on Midi-chlorians. This was especially true since I knew that at some point, Palpatine was going to drop Statute OB-CPO-1198, which basically made it illegal for anyone to carry out any kind of research on Midi-chlorians and causing a Galaxy-wide purge of any information about them. In 0 BBY, one doctor actually tried to put out a call for more information on them after this document had been drafted and thrown down, he ended up getting Darth Vader showing up at his doorstep and trying to kill him, only for said doctor to escape to the rebels. Which was pretty damn lucky.
Still either way, the use of such things was only secondary when compared to the Grey Secant itself. That ship would be a goldmine of useful technology, especially since it was completely invisible to sensors of the era. If that was still true, then I would have one hell of an advantage over the Imps, an even bigger one than I already did since it would make things easier in deep space where I didn't want the cloak running all the time. Add to that the fact that the Gree had created a system called Material synthesis, which worked to turn common isotopes of materials into rarer and more valuable isotopes, like turning Hydrogen into Deuterium. Mixed with a Molecular Furnace, that would be a very good way at rapidly gathering materials needed for weapons without needing a more extensive mining infrastructure.
I was brought out of my thoughts a moment later as I felt two new messages appearing in my HUD, one from Myssan and the other from Vis'n as I remembered that they were to contact me today as I smiled at that, curious as to what they could have for when they came back. Opening Myssan's message first, I quickly read over it.
"Master. I think I can return at anytime you wish, my Shuttle is filled with items that I believe that you might find of interest and I've collected everything that you asked for. I would ask if you would allow me to stay lower to see about finding more items of interest, but I feel that such things would take too long to turn up. What are your next commands?" I nodded at that, considering what to do as I knew Coruscant was on the way to Ilum anyway before I thought about a good meeting point for us to dock. With a thought, I compiled a message for her, mainly for where to go to meet up.
"Myssan. Well done on a doing everything I asked and then some, head to Ansion and I'll pick you up at the edge of the system at these coordinates." I attached a set of coordinates to the message before sending it off to Myssan before looking at the message from Vis'n.
"Master. I regret to inform you that while my hunting for objects of value on Korriban was fruitful, I have only just arrived on Yavin four and have not been able to gather many objects that you might find of interest. I apologize for this and await for your next instructions." I nodded at that, I honestly didn't feel that annoyed as I quickly wrote up a message for her as I stood up from my desk where I had been working until then.
"Don't worry about it too much. Stay on Yavin four until I come back and pick you up, spend the time gathering any objects that catch your attention, but stay away from the Temple of Exar Kun, I don't want you affected by whatever shit that mad bastard put around that place." I sent the message a moment later as I left the door of my room, said door closing behind me as I walked off towards the CIC. A quick check and I knew that the Mandalorians were off in the hangar, training themselves in CQC and CQB, giving me some time to think on my own as I walked on.
This was going to change things.
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AN: Ok, there is another Chapter, hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing this one. Please remember to write a review and tell me what you think so that I can use what you tell me to improve in the next Chapter.