Assault on Tython
One Shot
Pairing: Mitchsen
Rating: T

Peace is a lie, there is only passion.

Beca stood at the bridge of her ship, The Titanium, waiting for the command to land on Tython, the Jedi training world. The Sith Empire was launching an attack on Tython, with hopes to cripple the Jedi, who were instrumental in the defense of the Republic. Looking down at the planet, she felt a draw to the planet. The Force was guiding her towards the planet, but to what, she didn't know. She knew that part of her future was down there. And she was going to find out what it was.

Through passion, I gain strength.

Shortly before the order was given to descend to the planet's surface, Darth Arkos called her personal holo-comm.

"Lord Mitchell, you know your mission. Capture the Jedi Temple. Cut down all that stand in your way." Beca nodded.

"It will be done my lord."

"Good, Darth Arkos, out." Beca pocketed her holo-comm. She sighed. The life of a Sith Lord wasn't easy. She had been sent from her home early in life to train at the Sith academy on Korriban. She excelled in her studies, but often questioned her master's authority. The day she had taken his life was one she remembered all too well. It was expected for the apprentice to eventually kill the master, but for Beca this was simply a pathway to freedom. Taking up her master's rank as a Dark Lord of the Sith afforded her freedom to come and go as she pleased. While she still reported to any Darth that summoned her, she spent most of her free time traveling the galaxies.

But that wasn't what she was doing now, her ship docked over the Jedi training world of Tython. As she looked down on the planet's surface, she wondered to herself what would have happened if she had been taken in by the Jedi instead of the Sith. Beca shook her head. Now wasn't the time to be dwelling on the what ifs. She had a job to do.

Through strength, I gain power.

Beca stepped out of the shuttle that had carried her to the planet's surface. Pulling out her lightsaber, she flicked the switch and a red beam of light came bursting forth from the hilt. Her eyes narrowed, she looked on towards the Jedi Temple. The was her objective, to clear the path for Lord Goh and his team. What they were after in the temple archives, she did not know. Nor was it any of her concern. The Force was her true master, and it was guiding her towards the temple. And no Jedi commanders would stand her way.

Making her way towards the temple, Republic troops attempted to stop her, but with a flick of her wrist and a slash of her weapon, they all fell to her power. Beca, while a true lord of the Sith, did not enjoy in taking lives like most Sith did. She did it because it was necessary. Because they would kill her should she spare them.

As the approached the entrance to the temple, a lone Jedi master stood in her way. 'Foolish Jedi.' She thought to herself. She brandished her lightsaber in front of herself, preparing for the battle ahead.

"You will go no further Sith." Beca snorted.

"Who's going to stop me? You? Don't make me laugh." The Jedi's eyes narrowed.

"You have made a grave mistake attacking the temple. As we speak, Jedi and Republic forces are attacking your own homeworld of Korriban. We will not lose this day, and you will lose everything."

"It is you, who will lose everything today." She said. With a wave of her hand, she disappeared, covering herself in a cloak of the Force. The Jedi master seemed surprised at her display of her mastery of the Dark side and seemed to understand the magnitude of the fight he was facing. He closed his eyes and began chanting.

'Jedi and their useless meditation.' Beca thought as she approached the master, unseen. But just as she was about to strike, the blue of a lightsaber came up to meet her own. She smirked. Looks like this battle was going to last longer than a single blow.

She unhid herself, facing the master head-on. Between a flurry of saber strikes and vicious displays of the Force, Beca found herself pinned against the ground, her only defense against a lightsaber to the face being her own saber and her strength.

"The Dark Side won't save you now, Sith." The master on top of her taunted. Even disadvantaged as she was, Beca was far from weak. She took a deep breath and let out a loud Force charged scream that blasted the Jedi master off of her. Recovering quickly, she threw her saber in his direction. He was so disoriented that he failed to notice the weapon flying towards him and when he did, it was too late. The Sith Lord had struck him down.

Through power, I gain victory.

Beca called her saber back to her with the Force as it flew back into her hand. She continued her trek through the Jedi Temple. After cutting down a few useless Padawans, she cut power to the archive shield generators and proceeded into the Jedi archives.

In the middle of the room sat yet another Jedi Master. "You will regret coming here today Sith." Beca laughed.

"Yes, that's what the last Jedi said to me before he met his doom at my lightsaber. Don't tell me you're going to be the next one foolish enough to try and make me regret it." Beca sensed another presence within the room but paid little attention to it. The Jedi Master that stood before her posed a much greater threat.

"You are but a pawn in the plan of the Empire. I am a Jedi Master, Master Oric Traless. You stand no chance against me." Beca snorted.

"You need to update your records old man. But then again, you won't be around long enough to read them." Beca again cloaked herself in the Force. She didn't expect it to fool the Jedi but hoped that it would at least intimidate him a bit. Like before, she struck at the Jedi, only to be blocked by his lightsaber.

Uncloaking herself, she pushed harder against the male Nautolan's weapon. Many underestimated Beca. They believed her to be physically weak due to her size and human genetics. But many a Jedi and Sith alike had met their end to foolish assumptions like that. She forced the Jedi to withdraw from her strength.

"You are strong Sith. But not strong enough." Master Traless used the Force to hurl a piece of rubble at her. Beca sent a blast of kinetic energy to destroy it, only to have a Jedi Master jumping at her through the debris. Luckily, the young Sith had quick reflexes and managed to block Master Traless' oncoming attack.

Like with the other Jedi Master at the temple entrance, they fought for a good five minutes, parrying saber blows and blocking Force attacks. Green and red flashes of light melded together as the two masters fought. Beca was panting heavily, slightly fatigued from her trek up to the temple. The Jedi, on the other hand, seemed to be in perfect fighting form and Beca knew she needed to end this soon.

She got in close with the Jedi, again meeting his saber, pushing hard against it. The Nautolan gritted his teeth against Beca's almost inhuman strength. Beca saw the Jedi faltering and saw her opening. She pushed hard against him, causing him to stumble back and she took the chance and thrust her lightsaber into his gut before he had a chance to defend himself.

Through victory, my chains are broken.

As the Jedi lie dying on the floor in front of her, she noticed his eyes flick to a corner of the room before he drew his last breath. She still sensed another presence within the archive. She flicked the switch on her weapon, powering it down. Attaching it to her belt, she carefully approached the direction the Jedi had been looking.

Suddenly, she saw a flash of green charging at her. Without thinking, instead of drawing her weapon, she called upon the Force and managed to immobilize whoever was foolish enough to attack her. 'Must be a very untrained Padawan if they were incapacitated so easily.' She thought to herself.

Without looking at her attacked, she bent down to pick up the saber that had fallen to the ground. Inspecting it, she flicked the switch and the green blade powered on. She swung it a few times before addressing the owner. "The balance seems a little bit off." She heard a feminine huff and what sounded like an attempted struggle before finally getting a close look.

A blonde Jedi Padawan was struggling against the invisible bonds that held her. "The saber isn't mine." The Jedi spat. Beca was a little amused at the venom laced within the Jedi's tone of voice. Weren't they all supposed to serene and calm people?

"Ah. I was wondering since I know Padawans don't get their blade until a title is bestowed upon them. You hardly seem like a master yourself." The blonde scoffed.

"Why don't you release me and find out?" She said, still struggling against her bonds. Beca laughed.

"I just killed two of your Order's masters. Do you really think you could stand up to me?" The blonde's green eyes narrowed.

"Then why don't you just kill me?" Beca cocked her head to the side. The Jedi had a point. Why didn't she just kill the Padawan? But in her heart, she knew that this woman was destined for greater things than death by Beca's hand. So she shook her head.

"Because, you have so much potential. It would be a waste." The blonde snorted.

"You don't even know me." Beca shrugged.

"I don't have to, the Force guides me." The blonde faltered slightly.

"You're that connected to the Force?" Beca shrugged.

"We are force sensitive beings… Uh, what's your name?" The blonde seemed to be weighing the options of telling her or not telling her. Beca was interested in what she would choose.

"Aubrey." Beca nodded.

"So Aubrey, tell me. Are you going to accompany me off this godforsaken planet the easy way? Or the hard way?" Beca almost hoped for the hard way. She'd love to teach the feisty blonde a little bit of a lesson. But unfortunately for her, the Jedi was done fighting.

"I don't have much of a choice, do I?" Beca shook her head.

"None whatsoever." The blonde sighed.

"Fine, do whatever you're planning on doing. I'll go without a fight." Beca laughed.

"Excellent. You're coming with me Jedi. Think of it as a favor. If it were any other Sith, you'd probably be dead along with the rest of your Order." Beca released the blonde though kept a close eye on her and kept the green lightsaber in her possession. She gestured for the Padawan to walk toward the exit to the archives, the Sith Lord following her closely.

At the exit, she was met by Lord Goh and his men. They knew better than to question her about the Jedi Padawan. "The archive is ours. Do what you will. I've done Darth Arkos' will. I'll be taking my leave." Lord Goh bowed.

"My Lord." Beca nudged Aubrey to continue walking out of the Temple and back towards the landing shuttle to take them back to Beca's ship. The Sith Lord couldn't help but observe the young Jedi. Though Beca didn't know if she should be calling the Jedi young, as she looked to be slightly older than the Sith herself.

As the two walked back to the shuttle, Beca still felt the Force reaching out and pushing her towards this Jedi. She had no idea what it meant or why this particular Jedi, but if Beca had learned anything from her training as a Sith, it was to always trust in the Force. It would lead one to their freedom.

The Force shall free me.

A/N: I thought this was a fun idea. So, the idea for this came to me actually months ago, I just finally got around to finishing it. For those of you unfamiliar with Star Wars, this is based on the game, Star Wars: The Old Republic, which happens long before the movies.

The actual story is based on a Flashpoint called Assault on Tython, with obvious heavy editing to fit to Mitchsen. I just thought, Sith!Beca and Jedi!Aubrey would be a fun little concept. The bold/italicized words throughout the story is the Sith Code. Maybe a part two could be constructed at some point featuring the Jedi Code.

Anyhow, this was really fun to write. I'm not a total Star Wars nerd, though, so apologizes if I didn't capture every little detail correctly. I tried my best given my knowledge of the universe.

A Charmed Vampire