A/N" I do not own or will ever own anything made by Bioware or George Lucas. I have played KOTOR a lot and when the Old Republic came out, I had to pick it up. This is my idea of the Jedi Knight story line."
(As a warning I am aware the grammar is rough at best...believe I know. If you can read through it and still make sense of it, then that's all I am asking for.)
Chapter 11
Saving the Padawan
"Heading back to Tython already Master?"Asked Tristan to the holo-image of his former Jedi master Kayer Luse.
"Not quite yet, but I do need to leave the system. And how many times do I have to tell you...call me Kayer. Your not my padawan anymore."
"Sorry master,"he said with a smile on his face,"you know how my memory comes and goes."
Shaking her head, Jedi master Luse offered him an amused look. "And here I thought Kira would have beat some sense into that thick head of yours after all these years."
"Trust me Master Luse...it's a work in progress,"added Kira with a sly grin on her face.
"What a surprise, my partner and my former master are teaming up on me? Like that's never happen before."
Laughing, the holo image of Kayer had to wipe a tear away from her eye before she continued. "I am glad to see you still have that sense of humor. You know I was worried you might have lost it since became a big bad Jedi knight."
"As if my friend. I have often found a well placed joke can lighten the mood of even the most tense of situations. Kinda like how I distracted that spice dealer giving you time to sneak up and disarm that crime boss,"he said with an amused smile on his face.
Staring at him for a moment, Master Luse nodding her head in agreement. "Fair enough Tristan, you got me on that one. Anyways, it was a pleasure to finally work with you again, even if it was only for a day."
"Likewise Kayer."
"If you ever need anything Tristan, and I mean anything...don't ever hesitate to call me okay?"
"I won't master, I promise."
Giving them a bright smile, Master Luse ended the transmission. Turning off the holo-commicator on his ship, Tristan turned around to see Kira smiling at him. "Well it appears you two had fun on Nar Shaddaa."
"I wouldn't call it fun my love. More like wading through the filth in order to stop a crime boss from unknowingly unleashing a sample of Rakghoul plague upon the smuggler's moon."
"Fair enough."
"You could have joined us if you really wanted too?"
Shaking head her, Kira folded her arms across her chest. "Someone might have noticed me. Besides, you two didn't need me?"
"That's not true. I always need you."
Sighing, Kira shook her head at him. "That's not what I meant you know it. But, thank you for saying that anyways."
"I could think of other ways to thank you,"he said giving her a mischievous grin," that's if you will let me?"
Chuckling, knight Carsen turned and gave him a small wink before heading down the hall and inside there shared room. "C2, hold all of my calls. I don't want to be interrupted unless it's urgent."
"Yes master. Shall I prepare dinner for you and Miss Carsen tonight?"Asked the maintenance droid.
"No. I think we can handle ourselves tonight."
"Of course master. As always I am here to serve."
Giving the droid a small wave, Tristan calmly walked down the hall and entered the room. Looking around the room he saw his wife sitting on the small table that had a holo-terminal on it. On the sides of the desk was a collection of random personal affects they had along with a one picture of them. It was taken on the day they both became Jedi knights. In it, Tristan and Kira were standing in front of a large water fall smiling.
Taking off his dark green robe, Tristan hung it inside their shared closet. Closing the closet door, he took off his utility belt and placed it next to Kira's on a nearby nightstand. Keeping his eyes on his wife the Jedi knight could sense she was waiting for something.
(I can sense your apprehension my love.)
(And I wonder why that is?)
Turning around in her chair, Kira reached behind her and let her hair out of the small pony tail she wore high on her head. Grinning back at her, Tristan made sure to hide the gift behind his back.
"Your up to something?"
"What gave that away?"
"Because sweetheart...your grinning like an idiot,"she said raising eyebrow at him.
Nodding back at her, Tristan brought his hands around to the front showing her a small package. "Happy 24th birthday my love."
Handing her the gift, Tristan quickly sat down on the edge of the bed and waited for her unwrapped it. Carefully Kira tore off the brown paper showing a hand held orrery that lay in her lap. Activating the orrery, the images of core worlds and all there stars appeared in front of her.
"It's beautiful,"she said watching the planets circling around the stars.
"Well I figure someone as beautiful as you deserved something that comes close to your standards."
Placing the Orrery on the desk, Kira stood up and walked over to him. Looking up at her, knight Carsen gave him a seductive grin before climbing onto his lap. Reaching under reddish blue skirt, Tristan placed his hands on her smooth hips.
"You know how sexy you are right?"
"Just shut up and kiss me you wonderful man,"she said before crushing her lips against his.
Responding back to the passion filled kiss, Tristan moved his hands around and cupped her firm ass. Moaning into his mouth, Kira purposely pressed herself against his rapidly increasing erection. While there tongues were busy jockeying for position knight Rivers brought his hands around to her front. Moving aside her silk panties, he began to gently rub her slit causing her to shudder from his touch.
After toying with her for a minute Tristan finally inserted a finger inside her heat. Her response was instantaneous, as she closed her eyes and moaned even louder. Continuing with his fingering, Tristan made sure to switch up by adding another finger inside her wet tunnel. Increasing the thrusting of his fingers he found it difficult to get even further inside her while he was busy holding her panties aside.
Stopping his ministrations, Kira opened her eyes with a look of disappointment on her face. "I was so close you asshole!"
Instead of responding Tristan pulled her panties down to her thighs before using the force to removing them the rest of the way. Reinserting his fingers into her dripping core, he once again started with his ministrations. Knowing that she was close already he moved his fingers fast and deep inside her. While his right hand was busy fingering her pussy, Tristan moved his left hand under her love sleeve shirt and cupped her left breast. Gently massaging her breast through her bra, Kira started to moan even more.
"Right there! Keep going Tristan!"
Using her words as encouragement knight Rivers went into over drive, by reaching as far as he could with his fingers inside her. Kneading her breast even more roughly, Tristan slipped a hand beneath her bra to finally get access to her C-cup chest.
Instantly he felt her claim down onto his fingers holding his hand in place. Looking up, he could see she had her eyes closed as the intense organism ripped through her body. Slowly he pulled out his fingers from core causing her to open her eyes once more.
"See...I don't disappoint sweetheart,"he said with a cocky grin on his face.
Taking a deep breath, Kira grabbed the helm of her reddish blue shirt and lifted it over her head. Using the force, she unclasped her red lacy bra and flung it aside. Without warning, Kira grabbed the helm of his two shirts and pulled them out of his waist. Wanting to help her Tristan shrugged off his long sleeve black tunic before raising his hands up so that she could slide his white under shirt off.
With the both of them naked from the waist up, Tristan grabbed her by waist and flung her on the bed. Climbing on top of her, he made sure to press his manhood against her panty less core. Giggling back at him, he started sucking on her neck while using his hands to knead her firm breasts. Once he was done with her neck Tristan turned his attention to her collar.
Making her moan once again, he continued to suck on a sensitive spot he found on her years ago. By now he was painfully hard, but despite his aching desire to bury himself as far as he could inside her Tristan wanted to pleasure his wife more for her birthday.
Taking his mouth of her collar, knight Rivers finally move down and took her right nipple in his mouth.
"Oh god,"she moaned out load as she started running her hands through his short brown hair.
After giving the right breast some treatment, he quickly switched to the left and took her other nipple in his mouth. Enjoying the sounds he was hearing out of his wife, Tristan kept up switching between each breast trying to drive her crazy. Finally a few minutes later he took his attention away from her breasts to look up at her.
"Now!" She practically yelled at him answering the question he was asking with his look.
Grinning ear to ear knight Rivers stood up and started taking off the rest of his clothes. Once he had removed the rest of the clothes, he looked to see a naked Kira beckoning him to her. Walking forward, he easily slide between her legs and aligned his penis with her vagina before slowly pushing inside her dripping core.
Moving slowly at first, he was suddenly pulled down by his wife so that he was face to face with her. "Tristan for the love of god make love to me!"
For Tristan this was music to his ears. Giving into his desire to please her, he started thrusting fast and hard inside her. Kira responded by wrapped her legs around his waist allowing him to reach even deeper inside her aching body. Holding off his climax as long as he could, he hoped her strong squeezing clenches were a sign that she was close as well.
"Don't stop! Don't you fucking stop!" She yelled wrapping her arms around his back.
Using all his willpower Tristan went into overdrive, plowing into her body with powerful deep thrusts. A few seconds later he felt her claim hard down onto him allowing him to finally let go. Burying his manhood as far as it would go, Tristan exploded inside her. Shooting several bursts of semen inside her womb, he could feel her holding onto him for dear life while her intense organism spread through her body.
Collapsing on top of her, Tristan felt exhausted. "Your amazing."
"No my love... your the amazing one,"she told him between her rapid breaths.
Pulling himself up, he leaned down and gave his wife another kiss before pulling himself out of her. Laying down on the pillows of their bed, Tristan pulled his wife close to his warm naked body. Laying her head on his chest, he instinctively wrapped his arm around while pulling the cover over them.
"Tristan...I love you so much. Your everything I have ever wanted in my life."
Smiling, he placed a small kiss on the top of her brown hair. "I love you too Kira. No matter what I will always love, I promise. Now lets get some sleep. I don't know about you but I am kinda tired,"he said with a smile on his face before looking down to see Kira had already fallen asleep.
Opening her eyes, Kira still felt sleepy but the urge to go to the bathroom was overpowering her. Reluctantly, she pulled away from her husband's warm prescience and stood up. Looking around the room she managed to find her panties and bra. Putting them on she went over to there shared closet and pulled out her new white folded robe. Making sure the robe covered up her body, Kira gave Tristan's sleeping form one last look before leaving their room.
After using the bathroom, knight Carsen stopped by the mess hall and grabbed some special Coruscant berry flavored fruit juice she loved so much. Putting away the bottle, Kira spotted C2 standing in the doorway.
"Is there anything I can do for you Miss Carsen?"
Shaking her head, she offered the maintenance droid a smile. "No thank you C2."
Walking past the droid, Kira wanted to go back to bed when suddenly the holo-commicator that was near the hanger suddenly went off.
"We are receiving a distress call from the nearby planet of Nal Hutta. They are using level 5 Jedi master clearance Miss Carsen,"said C2 who had practically sprinted from the mess hall in order to tell her this info.
(Tristan wake up!)
(Huh! What's going?) He answered back in a surprised tone inside her head.
(Were receiving a coded Jedi distress call.)
(Okay, I will be out as soon as I find my boxers and pants.)
"Should I accept the call Miss?"
"Do it C2."
Suddenly the blue holo-image of Jedi master Nomen Karr appeared. Kira knew a little about him. How he somehow managed to infiltrate the ranks of the Sith order and provide vital information for the Republic and Jedi Order. But after his mission was comprised by the Darth Baras, he made it his life's work to root out any potential Sith that were inside the Republic's ranks.
"Master Karr...this is Jedi knight Kira Carsen of the Kayer Ackonora. We are receiving your transmission."
Immediate the strained face of the aged Jedi master zeroed in on her. "How close are you to Nal Hutta?"
"Were docked in the orbital space station Gobba the Glorious above Nar Shaddaa,"she said as Tristan emerged from their room with his navy green valorous sentinel robe around his body.
"Jedi knight Tristan Rivers here, please Master Karr...continue."
Nodding at the pair, the Jedi master began to pace back and forth. "My padawan Jaesa Willsaam foolishly challenged a Sith warrior who has been pursing her for a while now to one on one battle. The moment I found out I sensed something was wrong. Instead I sent Jedi knights Zylixx and Ulldin to take care of this threat. That was over 24 hours ago...I fear they both have become one with the force."
"Do you need us to check this out?" Asked Tristan with a confident look on his face.
Nomen shook his head. "No my fellow Jedi. I need you to get Jaesa off Nal Hutta. She is key in uncovering the Sith spies that are inside the Republic and Order. I have arranged for a duel with Darth Baras here to end this once and for all. Hopefully this will allow you to get her off world and back to Tython."
"What about you?" Asked Kira trying her best to hide her concern.
"Don't worry about me knight Carsen. All that matters is that you get Jaesa off world. I am uploading her coordinates now,"he said right before a large explosion on the Jedi master's end suddenly cut off there transmission.
"Master Karr! Can you still here us?"
"I am afraid master the transmission has be severed on his end."
Sighing, Kira ran a hand through her medium long brown hair. "C2, did you manage to get the coordinates?"
Nodding it's metal head, the maintenance droid walked over to the holo-commicator and uploaded them. "Yes Miss Carsen. I believe these coordinates are located off docking bay A 124 inside a small building right in front of a large warehouse."
"Okay we have our assignment. C2, I want to go and inform T7 about our mission."
"Yes master."
Turning to look at her, Kira gave him a small nod. "Come on sweetheart. We need to change if we plan fighting a Sith."
Arriving on the smog filled capital planet of Hutt space, Kira raised her hood on her folded white robes hoping it would cover up the bad smell. Along with a gray long sleeve tunic, matching long skirt, brown gloves and brown boots, she hopped the terrible smell wouldn't saturate her new robes. To her right, Tristan was wearing his new Valorous sentinel vestment robes. The robe was a navy green color with a dark gray overlay vest. Underneath his vest was a matching long sleeve tunic with black gloves. Along with light brown leggings, black boots and his Echani battle armor, Kira thought he looked incredible dashing in his new robes.
"Well let's not waist any more time. T7...lead the way my friend,"said Tristan to the astromech droid they trusted with their lives.
Giving him a quick beep, T7 happily rolled forward away from docking bay A 124. Moving around the numerous docked vessels, the trio headed for the southern exit and onto the streets. Passing several vendors who were trying to sell there wares as soon as people emerged from the docking bay they fallowed the large street for a half block before turning right.
Entering a small quarters district, the two Jedi knights and astromech droid weren't surprised to see the sight of desperate living all around them. Humans, Nikto, Vodrans, and Klatooinian were packed into these tiny buildings all the while spice dealers and pimps were busy spreading the depravity of the entire sector.
Fallowing there little friend, Kira and Tristan approached a small building that was next to a large warehouse. Immediately they were stopped by a Nikto warrior who wield a worn blaster shotgun and damaged Tarisan combat armor.
"Halt humans. This sector of Azue town belongs to Hutla the lesser. No visitors unless your willing to offer us something,"he said eying her body with a lust filled gaze.
Looking at her husband, Kira offered him a smile in return before turning her attention on the guard. "You will let us pass,"she said by waving her hand in front of her and using affect mind on him.
"I will let you pass."
"You are going home because you feel sick."
"I suddenly feel sick. I should go home,"he repeated before leaving the front door and heading down the street.
Nodding back at her, Tristan used the force to open the door slowly for them to pass through. Reaching out there the force she could sense another force prescience close by. But instead this force signature was different, it was a little more darker than she would have thought for a Jedi padawan.
(Someone's here.)
(I agree. Fan out.)
Moving inside the small building, Kira widen her force perception to include the warehouse right next to the small apartment. It was then she sensed it.
"Above you!"
Turning around, knight Carsen spotted a young green skinned Twi'lek wielding a blue light saber lunge at her husband. With his back to the attacker, Kira was prepared to reach out with the force when suddenly he turned around and hit the Twi'lek with a strong force push. Being caught off guard, the light saber wielding teenager was knocked out the window of the 2nd floor before impacting the side of the warehouse.
Racing outside, Kira was surprised to find their attacker was already gone despite the small dent her body had made into the side of the metal wall.
"Who the hell was that?" She asked her husband who had jumped out the window and landed next to her.
Instead of responding, Tristan ran a hand through his goatee. "I don't know Kira. But for some reason her force prescience seem familiar to me."
"That's a little disturbing."
"Tell me about it."
"Well it appears Jaesa isn't here either. You don't think she disobeyed her master for a second time and went after him."
Sighing, Tristan gave her a concerned look. "I believe so," he added pulling out his holo-commicator,"C2, come in?"
"Yes master. How can I serve you?"
"Before the transmission was cut were you able to locate Jedi master Karr's location?"
"Of course I was. Sending you the coordinates right now."
After waiting for a few moments, Tristan finally looked up. "Where about 15 minutes away from the private hanger bay that master Karr was using to send his distress signal."
"Well lets get moving. The longer we stand around here with our light sabers up our butts the better the chances of the Sith have of captured Jaesa or worse...killing her."
Moving as fast as they could the two Jedi knights and astromech droid managed to get to the private hanger within 10 minutes. Immediately Tristan could sense something was wrong. What troubled him the most was the fact he couldn't sense Master Karr or Jaesa at all. Despite the fact he assumed Darth Baras dark side powers was the cause, he still should be able to sense their light side signatures through the force now that they were so close by.
(I can't sense anything?)
(Me neither. Keep hiding your force prescience.)
(Agreed.)
"T7, stay close,"added Kira to there astromech droid who gave her a quite chirp.
Edging along the sides of the hanger, the trio did there best to remain hidden. All the way they could hear sounds of an intense argument before suddenly they felt Jedi master Nomen Karr become one with the force. But the thing that troubled Tristan the most was the fact that the Jedi master's prescience felt darker than he remembered.
Moving around a large shuttle, they spotted the dead body of Master Karr laying face down on the concrete platform. Directly in front of them Jaesa was on her knees in front of a pure blood Sith warrior. Wearing a long black Sith robe, red Mandalorian body armor, black tunic, dark brown leggings and black boots the Sith very much looked the part of a dark side warrior.
Directly behind the Sith warrior was a blue skinned Twi'lek and a imperial captain, both who seem content to watch the scene unfold in front of them.
"Now that you have killed your former master, I will accept you as my new apprentice,"added the towering Sith,"you may rise Jaesa."
"Thank you master,"she said slowly standing back up on her feet once again.
While Tristan and Kira were still trying to wrap there minds around what they were seeing, he suddenly felt the prescience of person who attacked him inside the building only minutes ago. Without warning, she forced leaped behind the cover she was using and attempted to strike the Sith while his back was turned.
But the warrior was too fast for her and easily side stepped her clumsy attack. Turning on his bronze colored light saber, the pure blooded Sith swung down at angle. Leaping back at the last second, the padawan managed to avoid the death blow but was cut across the right eye near the corner.
Ignoring her wound, the angry Padawan charged again. Thrusting out her hand she attempted to hit him with a force push. Using his own devastating force powers, the Sith warrior easily knocked her push aside. Finally reaching the Sith, the Twi'lek attacked him with everything she had. But despite her best efforts to kill her opponent he was too strong for her. Without backing up once he easily parried her attacks, cutting down the Pure Blood Sith sliced off her right hand at the wrist.
Screaming in pain, she dropped to her knees in front of the warrior as her saber blue saber deactivated inside her severed hand. "Go ahead and do it you bastard."
Chuckling, the Sith pointed his bronze blade at her throat. "Not yet you foolish girl. I must ask why you are so determined to die?"
Holding onto her stump of a wrist, the teenager Jedi narrowed her eyes. "You killed my master Ulldin. He saved me from a life of slavery on Sleheyron, and I will not rest until his murderer has seen justice."
Spinning around his bronze blade, the pure blood Sith stuck out his left hand. Immediately her left hand went around her throat as the Sith increased the pressure of his force choke on her.
"Go to hell!" She managed to yell out while being strangely.
(Tristan.)
Standing up, Tristan reached out with the force and pulled the injured padawan away from the Sith warrior's grasp. Catching her body, he gently placed her on the ground.
"Kira...look after her. I will handle this Sith."
Giving him a concerned look at first, his wife finally nodded and went to look after the unconscious Padawan.
Walking forward, Tristan calmly approached the Sith and his companions. "You Jedi are like roaches. Crush one and another crawls out of the wood works."
"And you Sith are like a virus, consuming everything until there's nothing left but emptiness."
Right away knight Rivers could see the surprised look on the Pure blood Sith's face from his comment.
"I will handle this Jedi my lord," said the imperial captain pulling out his blaster rifle.
Using the force, Tristan easily disarmed the Imperial officer. "No, stay your grenade's Vette,"replied the warrior to the blue skinned Twi'lek who reluctantly put away her grenades.
"Let me handle this Jedi knight and his friends master?" Asked Jaesa with a pleading look in her eyes.
Crossing his arms, the Sith never took his eyes on him. Giving her a nod, Jaesa bowed in front of him before turning on her double bladed yellow light saber.
"I came here to rescue you Jaesa."
Shaking her head, the now apprentice twirl around her light saber. "All my life, I've felt kept and confined. Always having to watch what I say, treating emotion as the enemy. The dark side has freed me from these shackles. I would rather die than go back with you and that hypocritically Order you cry back too."
Sighing heavily, Tristan watched as the former Jedi padawan charge forward at him. Remaining calm, he could sense that Jaesa was allowing her anger to cloud her judgment. Using this knowledge against her, he easily dodged her wild swings. Reaching out, he grabbed a hold of her double blade handle with his right hand. Holding her blades horizontal, knight Rivers back hand her across the face. Spinning around, he delivered a heel kick to the side of her head sending the apprentice to the ground.
Holding her now deactivated light saber handle in his hand, Tristan tossed the yellow blade backwards to T7 who easily snatched it out of thin air. Looking up at him, Jaesa flipped herself back up and was about to summoned the blue light saber that the injured padawan dropped when Tristan hit her in the back with a blast of force lightening.
The barrage of lightening sent her fly backwards until the pure blood Sith used the force to catch her. "Captain Quinn...I want you to escort Jaesa back to the ship."
"Yes sir,"he said when the Sith warrior slowly dropped the injured apprentice down to the ground.
Looking up his master, Jaesa immediately turned her gaze to the ground before the Imperial captain helped her back to her feet once again. Tristan didn't want her to get away, but he knew the Sith that was standing in front of him was going to be no pushover. And if he wanted to survive this duel he would have to focus all his attention on him.
Lowering his hood, Tristan summoned his two light sabers into his hands. "Your move Sith,"he replied turning on his cyan blue and viridian green sabers.
Grabbing his other light saber handle off his belt, the warrior ignited his bronze and red colored blades. "Before we begin...I wish to know your name."
"Tristan Rivers."
Nodding his head, the Sith spun around his blades. "Raiken Dezlur is my name. And that will be the last thing you will know before you die Jedi."
Relaxing his muscles, Tristan slowed his breathing and attempted to center himself. In a blur the Sith charged forward and reached him with in a second. Raising his blades over his head in a shape of an X, he barely had time to block the attack. The force that was behind the blow sent shock waves through his body and into the ground. Still reeling from the strong blow, Tristan looked up to see the Sith attacking him in a series of spinning over head attacks. With each successful attack he was gradually being beaten down until he was knocked down to one knee.
Realizing the Sith was using form 5 Djem So the Jedi knight finally so his opening and rolled to the right, dodging the red saber that was aimed at his head. In a crouched position he swung out and kicked the legs out from under the Sith, sending him crashing onto his back. Trying to press his advantage, Tristan attempted to force leap over his opponent. Before he could leap over him the Pure Blood Sith hit him with a force push in mid air.
Being launched in the air, the Jedi knight responded by throwing his cyan light saber down at the Sith. Stopping his own force to stop his momentum, Tristan saw Dezlur duck at the last second and barely dodged his saber attack. Using the force, he landed on one knee and raised his left hand in the air to catch his cyan light saber.
Staring at the Sith, Tristan could sense he was about to charge him again. But this time he was going to turn the tables on the strong warrior. Force sprinting forward, Tristan went into a series of side flips all the while spinning his blades around. The blazing speed of his attacks forced Dezlur to back pedal as he had troubled countering his unique form of Ataru. Swinging his blades around at such a furious and unpredictable pace, the warrior had no choice but to go on the defensive.
Sensing the piece of metal coming his way, knight Rivers swung his cyan blade to the left and cut the large piece of debris in half. Putting his viridian green blade behind his back, he blocked the quick slash of his opponents red saber. Turning around, Tristan ducked the second slash attempt from his bronze colored light saber. Hoping to goad the Sith into attacking him, Tristan thrust both of his blades forward. The feint attack worked as Dezlur easily countered his attack and knocked his impaling attempt to the right side. Thinking he was off balance, the Sith swung down at him from the left side. Rolling backwards, Tristan easily dodged the attack while slashing up with his blades, managing to cut the proud warrior across his Mandalorian armor.
Looking at him with a stern gaze, both Dezlur and Tristan reared back and hit each other with a massive force push. Being blown back Tristan found himself impacting the front of the shuttle he had passed coming into the hanger.
Slumping down to the ground, Tristan could feel his ribs on his back were screaming out at him. Using the force to dull the pain, he stood back up once more. Looking to his right, he spotted the confident look on his wives face staring back at him.
(Kick his ass my love.)
(I will.)
Smiling, knight Rivers calmly walked forward to see his opponent was spitting some blood on the ground.
"Your far stronger than I anticipated."
"Likewise Sith."
"But that won't save you. All you are doing is delaying the inevitable,"he told him raising his bronze blade over his head while having his red blade out away from his body.
Mirroring his opponent, Tristan prepared himself to fight the Sith warrior using form VII Juyo. Staring at each other for a brief moment both Jedi and Sith charged forward. Attacking with blazing speed and strength, neither man was able to gain the upper hand. One moment Tristan was attacking, the next he was forced to go on the defensive. As more and more time went on knight Rivers could feel his body starting to fatigue from the continuous effort of battling the Sith at such a strenuous pace.
Rearing back, Tristan swung both of his blades over his head just when Dezlur did the same. Crashing into his light sabers, Tristan tried to overpower his opponent.
"I can sense your strength failing you Jedi."
"Your not doing well either Sith,"he added in a strained tone.
Giving him a serious look, the Sith tried to overpower him by pushing his blades into his body. But instead Tristan refused to back down and countered his strength with his own. Despite his arms and legs were screaming at him from fatigue, he could sense the proud warrior's frustration level growing with each passing second. It was then off in the distance they could the feint noise of several large aircraft approaching.
Looking up towards the sky, Tristan and Dezlur reluctantly pulled away from each other. He could sense the prescience of a large squad of guards coming there way, as the Hutt's don't like when Sith and Jedi use there capital planet for a playground.
"This isn't over Jedi."
"On that I think we can agree."
Giving him one last look, the Sith warrior turned off his light sabers and gave Vette a signal before they both disappeared from view. Putting away his own light sabers, Tristan retreated back to his wife and T7.
"T7, how much time do we have before we are they arrive?" Asked Kira to her little friend.
Giving them a series of small beeps, she nodded her head. "Okay we've got about 30 seconds before we're surrounded."
Picking up the unconscious padawan, Tristan slung her body over his left shoulder. Walking over to the corpse of Jedi master Nomen Karr, he slung his body over his other shoulder. "Come on...were done here."
Coming out of hyperspace, Kira could see the familiar sight of Corellia staring back at her. "T7 keep the ship on a steady route to Tython. Let me know when we approach the planet."
Being plugged into the Defender's navigation, the astromech droid replied back with a short chirp. "I know my friend. Or else I wouldn't have trusted you as my co-pilot."
Leaving T7-01 to guide there ship back home, Kira went back to the ships holo-commicator. Entering the right coordinates she attempted to reach the Jedi council and more specifically grand master Satele Shan. Waiting patiently for a minute, Kira was actually a little surprised to see the holo-image of the grand master staring back at her.
"How can I help you knight Carsen?" Asked the grand master in a warm tone.
Taking a deep breath, Kira placed her hands behind her back. "Jedi master Nomen Karr is dead master. Apparently the apprentice of Darth Baras had been hounding his padawan Jaesa Willsaam for some time. So when he challenged the Sith to a one on one duel, he tasked us to retrieve his padawan."
"And do you have padawan Willsaam on board?"
Shaking her head, knight Carsen gave her a somber a look. "No grand master we don't. Jaesa has succumb to the dark side of the force and joined the Sith. Tristan dueled the apprentice named Raiken Dezlur to draw before a large army of guards stormed our position and forced us to retreat."
Sighing heavily, Satele finally nodded her head. "I understand Kira. This is news is troubling indeed. But I appreciate the effort you and Tristan went through to give the Council this information. Now I sense you have more to tell me."
"Yes grand master. Before contacting us master Karr sent Jedi knight Zylixx and Ulldin to eliminate the Sith apprentice after Jaesa had challenged the Sith to a duel. The two Jedi were no match for the warrior and were killed in the process. Ulldin's padawan, Allure Secura tried to avenge her masters death on Nal Hutta but was maimed by the Sith before we showed up."
It was then her husband appeared coming up from below deck. Walking up to the holo-commicator, Tristan made sure to stand next to her.
"How is padawan Secura doing?"
"She resting in our medical bay. I have C2 watching over her right now, but she will need a cybernetic hand replaceable once we arrive on Tython."
"Well I am glad to hear she will be okay,"added master Shan with calm demeanor,"we have lost a great Jedi today...losing another would be a serious blow to the Jedi Order."
"Grand master before you go...I have a request."
"By all means Tristan."
"I request to take Allure as my padawan. I know what it's like to see your master die right in front of you. I believe it was the will of the force we arrived on Nal Hutta when we did. I know I can help guide her through this difficult time,"he said with a confident look on his face.
Staring at him with an intense gaze, grand master Shan seem to running the idea in her head. "I need to speak with rest of the council first, but I shall accept your request. From hear on Allure Secura is your padawan. We will talk more once you arrive on Tython. Grand master Shan out."
As soon as the holo-image of master Shan disappeared Kira took her husband by the hand and guided them inside there room. Locking the door behind them, she started pacing back and forth.
"Tristan what are you thinking?"
"What do you mean sweetheart?" He asked with a confused look on his face.
"Taking her as your padawan. Have you forgotten we are secretly married? Bringing another Jedi on board can only cause more problems for us. Not to mention we will never get any time to spend together anymore,"she said not even trying to hide the disappointment in her voice.
Looking down at the ground, Kira found her chin being slowly lifted up so that she could look him in the eyes. "Maybe it will make expressing our love for each other a little more difficult. But have you forgotten were force bonded. So it's understood that we share a certain amount of intimacy."
"I know all of that Tristan. But won't it look suspicious at the fact we share the same room and bed."
Chuckling, he immediately stopped once Kira stared back at him with a serious look on her face. "This isn't funny you idiot."
"I am sorry Kira, I know how serious this is. I was simply remembering at the fact we spent years together sleeping in the same room back on the Jedi temple and know send anything. And that was when we were surrounded by hundreds of Jedi."
Slowly, knight Carsen finally found herself smiling back back at him. "Fair enough my love, you have made your point. But I have to ask...why did you take her as a your padawan?"
Moving to the bed, Tristan patted to the spot next to him. Taking the seat on his right, Kira watched as he took a deep breath before starting. "To be honest...I really don't know. But I do feel like I can help her despite the fact her skill set is more suited for a Jedi consular while mine is for a Jedi knight. But that isn't the only reason I am afraid. You remember how I told she felt familiar to me?"
"Yeah what about it?"
"Her force prescience is close to that off my former best friend Millaz Secrua, whose now is a Sith inquisitor. It turns out she and Milly and half sisters, different fathers."
Shaking her head, Kira couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What are the odds that she takes your Sith as her apprentice and you take her sister as your padawan."
"I am still trying to wrap my mind around it too. You know sometimes I think the force has a sense of humor,"he added by giving her a wide grin.
"Yeah your here...so I guess that has to count for something,"she replied back with an amused look on her face.
Shaking his head, Tristan reached down and took her hand in his."I love you Kira."
"I love you too Tristan. And that is something that will never chance."
"Good, cause I plan on sticking around for as long as I can."
"As do I darling, as do I."
A/n"This is going to be a long story and I am not sure how long it will take me to finish it. So I welcome any reviews and will read each one of them with care, even if they are to address my bad grammar or spelling. As you can always learn from something. Thanks for your time."