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(Flashback)

George tore his Lightsaber out from the body of a soldier he killed and looked at the mass of bodies he and his brother had laid waste to in their mission to take this planet from the Jedi and put it under Sith control.

He looked at where his brother was and saw him slashing at the bodies even though they were dead. Shaking his head, George began walking towards his brother. Daryl had been like this for a while now, violently slashing in a fight or even after the fights done. It all started after he was named Darth Bloodwolf. He would never show it or admit it, but he was worried for his brother.

Worried that if Daryl looked to try and take over the Sith Empire, as many young Sith Apprenticesh have foolishly done, then George would have to put him down for good.

"Daryl, that's enough!" George yelled and pulled his brother away from the body, raising his Lightsaber to block Daryl's and saw his yellow eyes glaring into him.

"DON'T tell me what to do, brother." Daryl said venomously as he backed off and pointed at him. "We're Sith, we should show no mercy evennif our enemies are dead!"

"That is just foolish, brother. Slashing bodies that are already dead is stupid." George stated coldly as he glared at his younger brother.

Daryl snarled before walking away, deactivating his Lightsaber. George did the same with his own while watching his brother go and shook his head.

"Brother, you're going to end up killing yourself..."

(Flashback end)

"And I was right." George thought as he came out of the memory and shook his head. He was sitting on a private speeder heading to the gala, his 'date' sitting across from him. He and Emma hadn't said much in the journey here. Emma was dressed in a beautiful white dress that was strapless, hugged her body tightly, and had slits on both sides that exposed her lean legs and thighs, her hair was done up in a bun.

"My lord?'

He looked at his other 'date' for the evening. Riyo Chuchi was a female Pantoran politician from the moon of Pantora which orbited the planet Orto Plutonia. Chuchi served as a senator and represented her people in the Galactic Senate of the Republic during the Clone Wars. Riyo also hepled negotiate peace between the Talz tribe on the neighboring planet, Orto Plutonia.

When they picked her up, she and Emma exchanged a heavy heated kiss that gave George a clear indication in their relationship, not that he was bothered by it. Riyo was dressed in a scarlet red dressed that hugged her body, had a slit on the left side, and gave a great view of the side of her breasts.

"Yes?" He asked.

"Why are you armored?" She asked, gesturing to his outfit that was still his armour instead of him being dressed in a nice suit.

"Hate suits. I prefer to go like this." George said, crossing his arms. He had cleaned the armor before he left to pick up Emma so he didn't look like he walked out of a warzone. "What's wrong with it?"

"Nothing." Riyo said with a grin as she ran a hand over the torso part of the armor. "I just thought you'd have worn a suit."

"Suits are much easier to remove."

George raised an eyebrow and looked at Emma, having caught that thought with the Force. Emma noticed his gaze and placed one leg over the over, giving him a grand view of her legs and thighs. He shook his head to not get himself distracted, beautiful as Emma was, she was also dangerous.

"Last time I wore a suit...it didn't go well." George said with a small, embarrassed smile before he hid it. That was one memory he didn't want to revisit. He surpassed a shudder. Suits...how he hated them. "Plus, the Emperor's tailors made this armor look imposing. I probably look more intimidating than he does in that black robe that he's probably not washed in years."

Riyo giggled while Emma snorter at the insult at the Emperor. Unlike most, Emma wasn't too loyal to the Emperor where a small insult would be reported to him. The pilot taking them to the Gala though may have to be silenced later...permanently.

"And trust me, me insulting his style of clothing is the nicest thing I've said about him." George said.

"Well aren't you daring?" Riyo giggled.

"I try." George said with a chuckle before he looked out the window to see them approaching the building the Gala was at, he noticed a lot of shuttles coming and going. "Guess a lot of people will be here."

"Gala's thrown by Aldraan usually are." Emma replied as the shuttle they were in began to dock with the rest of them, an unimpressed look was on the Grand Moff's face as she looked outside. "I prefer other events that aren't too crowded but not too deserted.

George hummed at this before looking at the Senator next to him. "And you, Senator? What events do you prefer?"

Riyo gained an embarrassed grin and a blush. "I don't attend these often."

"She's a bit of a shut in." Emma said, rubbing her leg suggestively against Riyo. "Takes some...persuasion on my part to get her to agree to come with me."

"Persuasion, Negotiating, is that what the kids call it these days?" George asked with an amused, but dry, tone.

"She's over exaggerating, my Lord." Riyo said with a grin as their shuttle landed on the platform and docked.

"I'm sure." George snorted before he stood up and rolled his neck then offered his arms to the two ladies.

Emma and Riyo, mostly Emma, seemed quite pleased at this as they stood on either aide and looped their arm through his as the shuttle ramp way extended for them to disembark. George was glad his armor's lenses could take the sudden flashes of cameras held by reporters and droids as they watches the Lord Assassin leave a shuttle with Senator Chuchi and Grand Moff Frost. George ignored them, really wishing he could use the Force to just send them flying. Emma and Riyo flashed the reporters heart stopping smiles as various pictures of them were taking.

"So, does Vader attend these things?" George asked curiously, wondering if he'll see the Sith Lord after so long, it's been like nearly a year or so since Korriban. How the time flies from when George awoke all those months and weeks ago.

Emma snorted. "He doesn't attend these things unless the Emperor does, even then I'm sire he was ordered to. Plusz some are afraid to even go near Vader when seeing him."

"He does strike the intimidating figure, like me." George said with a chuckle.

"The press seems quite interested in why you are here, my Lord." Riyo said as they began walking up some stairs leading to the gala, Riyo having heard the questions thrown at the Assassin.

"Let them be interested, I won't answer their annoying questions." George said, this was why he hated attending such events. Reporters all wonder why a Sith comes around or something like that. Hell, it was at an event similar to this where George met Felicia once.

"Can you blame them?" Emma giggled as she pulled his arm closer to her breasts. "It's not everyday someone as powerful and intimidating as you shows up at these things."

"Their probably glad Lord Vader isn't the one who shows up or else they'll be getting a Lightsaber through them." Riyo giggled as well.

The trio soon arrived in a massive room where the gala was being held. All around them were Senators, high ranking Imperial officials, Moffs, military commanders and such, drinking and conversing, some corrupt Senators trying to buy favor from those of High rank in the Galactic Empire. Probably so they can earn an audience with the Emperor and gain his favor. He also noticed several alien species attending the party as well, which was a surprise given the distaste some Imperials have for non-humans and also Sidious' apparent support of it.

"Well isn't that interesting..." George thought as he noticed several Pantorans talking with a few Senators and also noticed Riyo's eyes darken at the sight of her fellow species. "Bad history?"

"You have no idea." Riyo said as she glared at them. "They think I'm some Imperial puppet that's forgotten our people's customs and such."

"Wonder why they are here." George muttered to himself but Emma heard it.

"The Organas are close allies with them." She replied as she looked at the Pantorans. "According to Imperial intelligence, there's rumors that they know of a few Rebel cells in the Outer Rim."

"Well isn't that curious." George said as he slightly narrowed his eyes.

Emma then noticed a Grand Admiral and looked at her dates. "Excuse me, I must speak with someone." With that, she left them, leaving George and Riyo to watch her leave.

"Did we just get ditched?" George asked Riyo.

Riyo giggles. "She does that. Even when she brings me, she goes and talks to an Imperial official, leaving me alone for most of the night."

"Typical." George shook his head.

"She doesn't mean to. She just gets caught up." Riyo said with a sad sigh.

George looked at the dance floor before looking at Riyo. "Would you care for a dance to help take your mind off it?"

Riyo nodded with a smile. "That would be nice." She took his hand and they went onto the dance floor where they began to dance.

As they danced, George noticed the looks of disgust thrown at both of them by those who have strong beliefs in Humancentrism but he ignored them as he twirled Riyo around before bringing her close.

He also noticed looks of jealousy sent at him by those who were jealous he was with such a beauty, looks of envy and jealousy thrown at Riyo for dancing with the Emperor's personal Assassin by most of the women, glares coming from her fellow Pantorans. Disgust was also being sent for him dancing with a non-human and also because of his position over them, they probably sent smaller looks at Vader whenever he was around but dates not speak it or think it in case Vader senses it and kills them. The Sith Lord noticed Emma still in her conversation with the Grand Admiral she was speaking with.

"You're a good dancer, my Lord." Riyo said with a grin as he twirled her around. George had his helmet switch to recording on the ones looking at him with hated they'd need to be watches in case they try anything...stupid.

"I had lessons from an old friend. She was a fine dancer herself." George said with a small smile at the memory of Felicia? After he came back from Lothal, he had looked her up to see if she had somehow survived to now but the reports stated she had went missing and was presumed dead. That was after George entered Cryo sleep over 3,000 years ago, she had to have died. But he hoped that perhaps she had settled down, got married, had a few kids...

"Unlikely." George thought with a snort.

"Well, I'll have to thank her." Riyo said with a grin.

"Unfortunately, she's dead." George said emotionlessly.

Riyo noticed and winced. "Oh, sorry."

"It's okay." George said as shook the memories of his time with Felicia away. Soon the song came to an end andnso did the dancing. "Excuse me while I go get a drink."

Riyo nodded. "I'll try and recover our other date." George nodded and went towards the table where the drinks were when he sensed a sudden spike of hostility behind him.

He turned to see a man, clearly an Imperial Moff judging by his uniform, a drink in hand but he looked like he's had a bit too much to drink. "Lord Bladewolf!" The man said with an overdramatic bow. "How nice of you to join us."

"Hmm..." George hummed in uninterest and turned to get a drink when the man spoke again.

"I see you have a Lightsaber, the weapon of a Jedi."

George froze at that and slowly turned to look at the Moff. "Yes, I carry a Lightsaber. But it's not just Jedi who carry them."

"One ofnthr Emperor's Inquisitors?" The man asked sluggishly.

"No." George said and turned away when the mannsaod something that sealed his fate.

"Hey! I'm talking to you you damned Jedi!"

George froze in his tracks and the air in the room became much colder and darker as several of the party goers backed away from the scenes. The Moff was about to speak when he suddenly began gripping his throat, looking as if someone was choking him and he fell to his knees. Nearby people gasped and backed away as George turned and walked towards the Moff.

"I can take many insults." He said slowly as he took one of his Lightsabers and activated it, causing some to jump at the hiss it made. He lined itnuo with the Moff's neck as he continued choking the man. "But being called a filthy Jedi...is something I cannot tolerate being called?" He raised the Lightsaber when suddenly...

"Enough!" George turned to see who dared get in his way.

Leia Organa.

She walked, more liked stormed, up to him with a fierce glare on her face. "Release him, now." She demanded with cold fury. "There is no need for this horrid display of unnecessary punishment over something so trivial."

George stared at her coldly, his helmet making his expression unreadable as the red lenses stared into her own, which were beginning to fill with uncertainty and fear. Fear that he would turn his Lightsaber on her. Eventually, he deactivated his Lightsaber and clipped them both together to form the double-bladed version before releasing the Moff, who desperately breathed in air. George stared at Leia before placing the Lightsaber on the ground and walked past the Moff, much to everyone's confusion.

Leia herself was confused as she looked from the Assassin to the Lightsaber, and was about to bend down and pick it up, unaware of the dark grin now on George's face.

Suddenly the Lightsaber shot towards the Moff, the side pointing at him was activated, and it went right through his heart, through the body and into the hand of it's owner. People screamed in fear and backed away as the body fell. George deactivated his Lightsaber and detached them before clipping them onto his belt and then walled towards the now fearful Leia.

"Remember this, Senator, all of you actually!" George looked around at everyone before turning his gaze to Leia. "I am Darth Bladewolf. Dark Lord of the Sith, enemy of Jedi, I don't show mercy to enemies. If you want to keep your life in my presence... DON'T get in then way of my anger and rage."

Suddenly George sensed danger within the Force and saw a energy blast from a blaster fire and come right at him. He looked away from Leia and raised his arm to have the shot hit his hand but he used the Force to stop any damage. People screamed and guards came in. George heard a Lightsaber activate and quickly activated his own when he saw the green Lightsaber coming towards him and blocked the Saber, getting a look at his attacker.

"Quinlan Vos." George stated, having read up to see what Jedi were around 14 years ago. Quinlan Vos was a male Kiffar Jedi Master who lived during the final days of the Galactic Republic. Hailing from the planet Kiffu, he was a maverick within the Jedi Order and garnered a reputation for bending the rules. He was renowned for his retrocognition—perceiving others' memories when touching objects they had contacted. Due to this ability, Vos was an expert tracker. Many of his missions took him into the criminal underworld. On one such mission he met Aayla Secura and thereafter accepted her as his Padawan.

He was one of the few Jedi rumoured to have survived the Jedi Purge 14 years ago. It appears those rumors are true.

"Sith!" Vos hissed and tried to strike George but the strike was deflected. George blocked and parried Vos' attacks, seeing they were more angry ones.

"Anger? That's not a Jedi's move." George said mockingly, but was surprised when he was Force pushed through a wall. He groaned and shook his head before looking to see Vos leap at him and try to impale him with a yell but meet Force Lightning instead, causing him to fall on he ground and scream in pain.

George called his Lightsaber to his hand and walked towards Vos, activating his Lightsaber again. He stopped with the Force Lightning and stood above Vos, who glared at him before trying to swing at him but George blocked it with his own Saber. George pushed against Vos and began going on the offensive, using heavy strikes then resorting to Light before knocking Vos' lightsaber out of his hands and slashed him in the leg.

"My Lord!" Stormtroopers ran in and aimed their weapons at Vos.

George picked up Vos' Lightsaber and looked at the former Jedi before using the Force to probe his mind and see what he knows but the Jedi Master's mental defences were impressive. He growled when he couldn't get pass. A Darth he may be, this Jedi was strong in keeping Sith out of his mind.

"What do you know, Vos?" George asked, staring the Jedi in the eye.

Vos spat at him. "Fuck you and all you spawn!"

George was silent before he stood up and activated his Lightsaber and slashed Vos in half, breathing heavily in anger. He deactivated his Lightsaber and walked away as Vos' body was taken away. His rage had already been raised when that foolish Moff dared call him a Jedi, now Vos has taken the brunt of his anger.

Edited on 30/12/2019: So I changed the chapter. Instead of there being a Lemon, there isn't as I don't think George trusts Emma enough to bed her just now. I'm sorry if you are disappointed but in the end it is my decision. Also, you gotnto see another member of George's harem, Riyo Chuchi, I believe she showed up in the Clone War TV show.

Next chapter: George reports to the Emperor about what happened... And him killing a Moff.