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Galactic Wizardry
Chapter 18
Dooku writhed in agony as his master lashed him with Force Lightning. He had been screaming since his punishment began, which must have been several minutes ago, though it felt like hours.
"Master, please!" he tried to beg, but his voice box had been damaged from the constant screaming. What came out was a pitiful whine that could barely be heard.
"Perhaps it was a mistake to take you on as my apprentice. To become a failure so early in your training is unprecedented. I have little use for failures," Darth Sidious snarled as he threw out his hands causing lightning to erupt from his fingertips. He laughed heartily as Dooku spasmed uncontrollably, rolling around on the ground. He was delighted to see that his apprentice had urinated all over himself.
"It was the Jedi, Master!" Dooku begged. Hearing this made Sidious pause momentarily. Dooku's smoking body shuddered in relief as the most intense part of the pain went away.
"Explain yourself before I grow impatient," the Sith master commanded.
"Shaak Ti got there before I did. There were other Jedi there as well, but their identities are unknown to me. She must have taken it, Master!" he pleaded with his borderline insane master.
"Then you will find her and retrieve what is mine!" Darth Sidious declared, his fingers crackling with lightning.
"Yes, Master! I will … I swear!"
"Good. Now cease with your pitiful groveling and remove yourself from my presence," he snarled as he spun around. As he did so, his black robe swished, and he walked away leaving Dooku to pull himself together. Now he just needed to find Shaak Ti. Preferably quickly.
Galactic Wizardry
Harry peeked to the side to take another quick gander at Shaak Ti's gloriously oiled breasts as she lay in her beach chair catching some rays. Her eyes were closed and on her face was a serene expression.
Earlier that morning, Harry and Shaak had left Aayla behind so she could spend more time with her Twi'lek. Not only that but she was put in charge of haggling with a man whose small construction company had gone bankrupt. Harry was hoping that he'd be able to purchase his equipment for cheap. He'd leave that to her though. Harry and Shaak had escorted a large ship that was filled with donated mining equipment from his beloved Queen Amidala to the planet that he called, A1. Seeing what his existing mining operation had done was incredible. He had been receiving daily reports but seeing it was another thing altogether.
His once rinky-dink operation now looked like a full-blown company. Equipment was tearing up the surface of the planet, collecting the valuable ores and gems, and refining them into bars. They would then be shipped to Eden where his construction droids would turn those materials into buildings, landing pads, homes, etc.
Harry had come up with the idea of installing the Star Forge memory core into the mainframe that controlled his construction droids and equipment on Eden. At first, Shaak and the other Jedi Masters weren't so sure. They had obviously researched the Star Forge thoroughly and found out how it was not only fueled by the star it orbited but also Dark Side energies. Any Jedi would think twice about messing with something like that, let alone Jedi Masters. Harry had argued that it used Dark Side energies because that was all that it had to feed from. Given time, it would do the same for the Light Side. There was also the fact that there were no Dark Side energies to be used on Eden, and even if there were, they were only using the memory core. They weren't using the energy from a star or any living being. They were using energy from a fusion reactor power core.
What finally got them to relent was the fact that the Force had wanted them to find it. In the end, Harry had gotten his way. So after he and Shaak Ti had checked in on his mining planet and collected the several tons of Nyix metal to be used or sold, they went straight to Eden where he connected the memory core into the mainframe. Immediately, things began to happen. Instead of continuing to build the infrastructure of things to come, his droids began building more construction equipment and droids. Priorities were shifted and plans were changed. It seemed as if it had a mind of its own. At first, he wasn't sure if he should just pull the plug on the whole thing and uninstall the core. That was until he figured out what was going on.
While the memory core wasn't alive in the truest sense, there was a kind of artificial intelligence buried deep in the coding. It was building more droids and equipment because that made the most sense to it. The AI was used to doing things on a grand scale. Why should it use a few droids to construct a building now when it could create an army of droids and build a city later in the same amount of time? For now, Harry would keep an eye on it and step in if needed.
After doing that, they decided to stay the night on Eden since if they left right then, they would arrive back on Naboo in the middle of the night. Shaak immediately declared that she would spend the afternoon sunbathing. Harry didn't expect her to peel off her already revealing outfit and lay down nude. When she began rubbing oil all over her nude body, Harry blushed and looked away, conjuring his own chair to sit in.
Suddenly, her eyes opened and she grabbed the bottle again. Her chest had begun to lose its oily sheen, so he guessed that she needed another coat. She gave the bottle a squeeze, but only a fart-like sound of a near-empty bottle came out. She shook the bottle and squeezed it again. Only the tiniest amount fell onto her blood-red belly. She turned to look at him. Smiling, she asked, "Can you go grab another bottle, please? I'm too comfortable to move," she said, breathing deeply and sighing. Her breasts gave the smallest amount of jiggle when she did that. Harry was having a hard time hiding his erection.
"Umm … sure. No prob," he said and Apparated from a sitting position. Reappearing inside of the ship, he took a deep breath and fetched the new bottle of oil. Going back outside, he could see the late afternoon sun glistening off of her smooth skin. He sat back in his chair and held the bottle out for her. "Here you go."
Shaak smiled and took it from him. "Thank you," she replied and opened it up. As she turned it over and squeezed, Harry watched as a thin line of oil dripped down and connected with her finely sculpted belly. She moved the line of oil up her stomach and over her chest. Moving the bottle around, she dripped oil all over her round and perky breasts. She placed the bottle down and began rubbing the oil into her skin. By this point, Harry had forgotten to be subtle with his staring. He watched eagerly as her hands glided over her slim belly and up her stomach until they found her breasts. He was transfixed by the sight of her breasts sliding around and bouncing as she vigorously massaged the oil into herself. Once done, he thought that the show was done. Shaak Ti, however, rolled over onto her stomach and exposed her tight and shapely ass.
"Can you put some oil on my back, please?" he heard her muffled voice ask. Being a good captain and always willing to help when his crew was in need, he quickly snatched the bottle up so fast that he had to spit out some sand that had flown up in his face. Brushing the sand off of his cheeks, he started off by turning the bottle over and leaving a trail of oil from her upper back, down to the small of her back. Throwing caution to the wind, he also added some to her lekku. Placing the bottle down, he began to slowly but firmly work her muscles while massaging the oil into her skin. Hearing her moan brought a smile to his face.
Using the technique that he had been practicing, he forced magic into the tip of his finger. While normally he used this to perform everyday magic, this time he focused on causing them to vibrate. Her reaction was instantaneous.
Shaak's eyes flew open as pleasant vibrations made her sore muscles loosen. After letting out a moan, she began to mewl and squirm sexily as his hands traveled the length of her naked back, working all of her muscles along the way. His hands eventually found their way up to her shoulders where they received the same treatment. Next, he moved onto her neck. Her eyes closed as his magic hands worked the tension from her body. At some point, she must have gotten too comfortable, because she nearly fell asleep. When his slippery hands touched her lekku, however, her eyes opened once again.
Not many knew that lekku were an erogenous spot for females who possessed them. Of course, Harry wasn't just some random guy. He already had a lover that possessed the appendages, so it was very likely that Aayla had taught him how to treat them properly. It was only natural that he would use that same knowledge on her. As his hands slid up and down the smooth skin of her lekku, Shaak bit her lip and moaned once again. If he had been able to look between her legs, he would have seen a puddle of arousal pooling on the beach chair underneath her. Being outside, he was unable to smell just how turned on that she was. When his hands finally left her head-tails, she groaned in disappointment and nearly begged him to continue. As his hands slid lower and lower down her back, she couldn't help but lift her bottom up a bit and slightly wiggle it.
"My muscles are really sore right here. Can you massage them, Harry?" she asked, breathing heavily. He must have been eager, because only seconds after, she felt more oil drip down and land on her bare bottom. He poured and poured until nearly every inch of her naked ass was covered in the slippery substance. When his hand cupped her cheeks, Shaak shivered and relaxed back onto the chair.
"Ohhh … That's very nice," she mewled as his strong hands squeezed and kneaded the soft, pliable flesh of her bottom. Harry grabbed a handful of each of her cheeks and squeezed them tightly. Doing so, her cheeks spread open, and he was able to get a good look at her naked slit. The sight of her bald slit that was shining with juices had him a bit hot under the collar. As he continued to massage her, he let his thumbs slip between her cheeks and brush against her wet pussy. Instead of jumping in shock or getting angry, Shaak shuddered and moved closer to him, obviously wanting more. He continued to "accidentally" brush his fingers against her throbbing pussy and puckering asshole.
Harry was as hard as he had ever been. He knew that she was just as turned on as he was. The puddle of pussy juice between her legs was a clear sign. However, he couldn't just make a move just yet. She was a Jedi after all. They lived their lives differently from your average day-to-day being. If she had been a normal, non-Jedi, he would have tried to take her to bed long ago, but because she was, he did his best to respect her choices and beliefs. At the moment, she was making it very difficult for him. Just watching her ass shake while she squirmed around nearly had him saying "fuck it" and taking her right then and there. Unfortunately, he was a good guy … most of the time, so he refrained from giving in to his baser desires. And when his fingers slid over her hard and aching clit, she squealed and came hard as her body shook and spasmed uncontrollably. Moving his hand away from her sensitive area, he continued to rub her shapely ass until she calmed down.
Shaak stood up, leaned over, and kissed him. Her kiss wasn't as passionate as the ones that he usually received from his other girls, but it was the first one that he had received from her.
"I appreciate the help," Shaak told him and walked back toward the ship. As she walked away, her wide hips swayed a little more than they normally did, causing her ass to do wonderful things. Harry's eyes were glued to her body as she walked up the ramp and into the ship. He suddenly looked down at the bulge in his shorts.
"Hang in there, little fella," he said, fearing a major case of blue balls was in his near future.
Galactic Wizardry
Harry heard giggling from Aayla and Shaak coming from his cabin at the other end of the Bridge. Rolling his eyes, he went back to checking all of the instruments and sensors. After picking Aayla up from Naboo, they went back to doing what they did best … causing chaos wherever they landed.
Since the afternoon on the beach, Shaak had been especially flirty. She wasn't vocal with her flirtations. It was more about her body language and actions. She had been standing closer to him, and sometimes she even reached out and placed her hand on his arm or leg when talking to him. Aayla seemed very supportive of this new change. Harry just decided to go along with it. He'd let her set the pace and see how far she wanted to go.
Suddenly, the alarm began beeping, so Harry placed his hand on the throttle to the Hyperspace Engine and pulled back. Instantly, the starlines shrunk into pinpricks of light. Before him was an orange planet that didn't look very inviting. The two girls came into the Bridge and took their seats. Each began running down their normal checklist with Aayla handling the sensors while Shaak checked on the integrity of the ship. Harry began scanning the planet.
"What is this planet called again?" Aayla asked as she checked for any nearby ships that could cause them harm.
"Lotho Minor," Harry replied, wrinkling his nose at what the readings were telling him.
"And why exactly did you bring us to this junk planet?"
"Because the AI asked for more materials. It's using more than I can produce right now, and since I don't feel like buying them, I need to get them from another place. Hence, why we're here," he explained.
"So what? We're going down to explore?" Shaak asked, never taking her eyes off of the instruments.
"No. The planet is a cesspool of toxins and radiation. It's not safe down there. That's not even mentioning the Junkers."
"Junkers?"
"The inhabitants of this planet. They're a mix of the biological and technological. Pretty violent as well," he told them. "Nothing we couldn't handle, but there's no point in fighting them."
"If we're not going down there, then why are we here?" Aayla turned to him. Just then, a massive ship appeared out of hyperspace not too far from them. The girls panicked and got into battle mode. Harry chuckled.
"Relax," he told them. "It's my newest purchase."
"You could have told us!" Aayla growled while punching him in the shoulder.
"When did you buy this, and what exactly is it?" Shaak said, looking at the hulking ship.
"I purchased it the other day using the Nyix that we mined from A1. It's a salvaging ship," he explained, taking out his datapad. He brought up a video and showed them. It was a droid that was crab-like in appearance and about a meter wide. On the front two arms was a very high-powered laser that could cut through damn near anything. Another video showed lifter droids that could carry scrap to specialized pods that would fly back to the mothership to unload before doing it all over again.
"The very best in salvaging technology!" he said proudly. "They slice up metals and other useful stuff, avoiding anything that's too contaminated to be used. It gets lifted into the pods and brought back into orbit where it's refined on the ship. There are security droids that fly around and keep the salvage droids safe. It's all automated. Once the ship is full, it flies back to Eden to unload before it returns.
"Not bad," Shaak nodded her head in approval. This planet had enough trash and scrap to last a lifetime. She didn't like seeing a planet in this state, but she knew that the galaxy's garbage needed to go someplace. She knew of multiple planets that were used for dumping. She wouldn't be surprised if the garbage on this planet was several kilometers deep planet-wide.
"I already ordered the AI to make more salvage ships and droids like these. Apparently, it has the blueprints for even better salvage ships," Harry said, shrugging his shoulders. "We could create an army of ships with the scrap from this planet alone," he said excitedly.
"I'd really like to get the houses set up on Eden," Aayla said, looking at him. Harry smiled back at his lovely crew member.
"Don't worry. The houses and Jedi Temple are still the priority. The foundations have already been laid, and the building will commence shortly. It'll be done before our two wayward Nabooans join us. And before you ask, there will be room for both Seela and Shmi," he told her.
Aayla smiled and leaned in, kissing him deeply in thanks.
"Now let's fly into atmo and see if we can find a good spot for them to start," he said, flying toward the planet. Once they were low enough, they could indeed see that the planet's surface was covered in waste.
"The filters are working overtime to keep the horrible smell at bay," Shaak told them, reading the instruments.
They stayed fairly high up because when they flew closer to the surface, bands of Junkers would fire blasters at them. He wasn't worried about that, but when he was forced to dodge an anti-aircraft missile, he decided that it was smarter to stay out of range for the time being. They continued searching the planet for anything that interested them. After about an hour, they finally came upon the wreckage of what had to be a once-grand luxury cruiseliner. The size of it astonished him. It was only marginally smaller than the largest of Republic military ships. Searching the area, they found plenty of smaller ships half-buried in trash. Using a deep scanner, they even discovered that buried underneath all of the crap was a treasure trove of much-needed metals and alloys. Harry immediately called in the salvage droids so that they could get to work. After that, they searched the area a bit more looking for any signs of Junkers that might endanger the droids. Thankfully, they didn't see any. Deciding that their job was done, they flew off and let the droids get to work.
Galactic Wizardry
Deep beneath the piles of refuse, a pitiful creature felt the presence of Force users. Perking up slightly, it tried to move only to scream in pain. It hadn't been long since its body had been mangled by a mere padawan. Now he was forced to live in exile under constant pain and with the humiliation of his defeat. Hearing a squeak nearby, he used his powers to summon the rat-like creature to him. Snapping its neck, he bit into the warm flesh and fur and devoured it raw. Tossing aside the inedible parts, he lay there while thinking.
It would be many months before he could even think about leaving his rotted cave. His body was simply too damaged. Once he was capable, however, he would repair his body with whatever he could find. He would find a way to leave this planet and get revenge on all of those that wronged him. That, the tattooed Zabrak swore.