The Continuing Saga of Two Sith Lords…plus a sexy, but deranged, Pirate Captain and an Opera Ghost

By Darth Maul and Master Warious.

Okay fine. Warious did not become a threat to me or any other Sith, she didn't go to Middle-earth to reclaim her lost lover, Haldir; heck she didn't even act that sad!

She wanted an excuse to get me out of the picture for another fic, but I'm still here. Luka Siz, my Ewok apprentice, however has gone back to his tribe on Endor as a result of the pervious force surge.

Warious and I have both been practicing the most forbidden techniques of the ancient Sith Lords. This is probably how we ended up with two new house guests. Just what I needed, two new people to wreak havoc with my Sith sister's emotions and further ruin my life.

Yes, MY life as I knew it has been ruined! Ruined I tell you RUINED!

Perhaps I should start from the beginning.

It all started a month ago. Warious and I were 'experimenting' with all you readers know as fiction. Our project: To bring a fictional character to the real world.

I had thought Warious was being crazy (again) but I was very bored so I decided (much to my chagrin later on) to humor her.

She dumped a pile of books on the living room floor. Well, actually she placed them in what she called a 'neatly arranged order'. It looked like a mess to me.

Anyway she said it didn't mater on which book we focused. According to her theory, if a character wanted out of his or her story (which would be hard considering they would have to know they were in one first) they would materialize. The problem was (she explained) because of the Darkside we are so fond of using, we would possibly end up with a villain or misunderstood character. It figures really. She was always fond of those pathetic excuses of evil or darkness.

So there I was concentrating on bringing out a character (coughvillaincough), calling the force to surround us in a might that had been increased by the close proximity of our Force-filled sabers. (See the time on Endor if you don't know what I'm talking about.)

I felt the familiar floating sensation of the Darkside's response to our calling when suddenly I felt it surge and pulsate with something that felt very much akin to a heartbeat.

When the sensation faded I opened my eyes and looked at the pile of books expecting to see nothing had changed. I sighed with relief when I saw no one was there until I felt a rope fall around my neck and tighten.

I looked at Warious who was also accosted and man holding a sharpened hook to her throat. This may have looked bad to anyone from the outside. But when you're dealing with two very advanced and arcane practiced Sith, nothing is beyond their reach.

Speaking of which, my dual-bladed lightsaber flew up and ignited it's blades, whirling to cut the ropes.

I turned around and faced my ex-captor and would-be killer. He was tall and dressed in black. If I had felt any Force ability from him I might say he was a Sith like us. But (pardon the cliché) the Force was not with him. Using the force I pinned him to the wall before turning to see how Warious was faring.

I turned in time to see her darksaber…attack the hat her captor was wearing.

He swore and tried to fend off the darksaber with the claw he had held at Warious' throat. She kept it dancing just out of reach. Clearly she did not wish to harm the strangely attired man. Warious then, moving out of reach force held him to another wall.

After glancing about, Warious face slowly spread into a grin. "Well, well, well. Two of my favorite people right here in this very room."

I cleared my throat. "Of course I'm not the pain to live with."

Warious childishly stuck her tongue out at my sarcastic comment before continuing. "Captain James Hook I presume?" She addressed her captive.

"And how did you come by that decision so quickly Miss?" Hook inquired sounding very polite.

"Ah yes, 'He was the most sinister then when he was polite…the truest test of breeding.' I mean neither of you people harm." She turned toward my captive. Her eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "Oh my stars." She breathed. "Erik?"

The man regarded Warious, but I could not read his face because of the all encompassing, white mask upon his face. Master Sidious never did like people who wore masks.

Finally the man she called Erik spoke, "Tiger?"

She gave an ironic smile, "You remember then?"

"You've grown quite a bit," He commented. "Where am I?"

Warious hook her head, "Forgive me. I had forgotten that neither of you would know where nor when you were upon arrival." She turned to face Captain Hook. "I would truly appreciate it if you gave your word, Captain James Hook of the Jolly Roger, that you would not try to escape me, nor try to kill any of us."

He thought for a bit and then promised. Warious released him and I released Erik.

"You two had better come and sit down in the kitchen." Warious said. "Tea?"

Captain Hook nodded while Erik replied "Non merci."

After we were all sitting down and Warious had put out refreshment she began to explain to our new guests what had happened, how they came here and what year it was.

Cap. Hook shook his head in disbelief and bewilderment. "You mean to say that I am out of Neverland and in the twenty-first century. You called me out of a story? You must be crazy."

Erik shook his head as if trying to understand something. "But I am not a fictional character am I?" He finally asked.

"No, technically you're historical." Warious replied. "But you have been written about several times over. I had no idea the stunt we pulled would call you here."

There was silence.

"Where are we going to put our two guests, Warious?" I finally asked.

"Good question…where do you think we should put them?"

"I'll take the basement." Erik spoke up.

"NO!" I yelled. Warious gave me the 'look'. "I mean, that is not possible. I sleep and work out there. The attic is off limits because it's Warious' 'observatory'."

"Maul…We don't have more then one spare room. Someone will have to stay with the other." Warious pointed out.

There was general pandemonium at this statement.

"SHUT UP!" Warious roared. (Partially where she earned the nickname Tiger) When everyone was quiet she continued. "Thank you. Erik can have the spare room. The Captain will have to share a room until we can make a new one."

"And how do we decide who he stays with?" I asked.

"The pirate will be staying with you, of course. You are both male and so there would be no lack of propriety on this front." Erik spoke up.

"Small problem there Erik," Warious replied. "In today's culture that would not sound right. Besides, I can defend my honor if need be. James should stay in my room."

I eyed Warious. Normally she would have gone berserk at the idea of a male other then me or Haldir in her room. Never mind sleeping in it.

Warious glared at me knowing my thoughts. "I'll be fine. You may have to worry more about the Captain instead."

And she left it at that.

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