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Thabeska
Damian let his arm fall, panting, the rock he had been levitating crashing to the ground.
"Not bad," Barriss said. "A week of straining and you're able to hold it up for a lot longer than I could after a week. Looks like you're naturally strong in Force Powers."
"Thanks," Damian said. "When do I learn the really destructive stuff? Like how to shoot lightning out of my hands like the emperor?"
"Force Lightning?" Barriss mused. "To be honest, I can't do that. All of the things you've been training in so far have been what were known as Light Side powers. The force has both a Light Side, and a Dark Side. The Light Side is your desire to defend. It is characterized by calm, and balance. The Dark Side, is your anger and fear. Your desire to attack. Of the two, the Dark Side is stronger. By far. However, there's a risk involved. Most who use the Dark Side become drunk on their power, and the Dark Side of the Force takes control of them."
"And which do you use?" Damian asked.
"Whatever I need to," Barriss said. "I've used the Dark Side before, but tend to stay away from it so that I remain in control."
"I see," Damian nodded. "I'm guessing you're telling me all of this because Force Lightning is a Dark Side power?"
"A very high level one," Barriss said. "To my knowledge, even Darth Vader has never used it."
"Interesting," Damian said. "For now, I suppose I'll stick to the Light Side, then. At least until I'm strong enough to keep control using the more helpful powers."
"You're a Shan, right?" Barriss asked.
"Yeah why?" Damian asked.
"Your ancestors were some of the most powerful Jedi to ever live," Barriss said. "They routinely defeated some of the most powerful Sith to ever live."
"So?" Damian asked.
"So, they never once used the Dark Side," Barriss said. "You may not need to use it to be strong either."
"It's not about being strong," Damian said. "It's about being invincible. No one will be able to double cross me. No one will be able to steel from me. And no one will be able to tell me what to do."
"I see," Barriss nodded. "In that case, yeah, you'll need the Dark Side. For now, let's go find a bar."
Damian snorted and nodded, walking away from her to the shuttle. She followed and he sat in the pilot's seat, taking off and flying toward the capitol. He had been there a week without the Fardi shooting at him. That was as good a sign as any that they weren't going to shoot him on sight. He reached the landing pad beside one of the less popular nightclubs where they'd be able to drink without him actively aggravating the Fardi, and set the shuttle down, sighing.
"God I hope they're not mad," Damian sighed.
"Who?" Barriss asked.
"The Fardi clan," Damian said. "They're a smuggling family that control the entire planet. And I may have stolen their smuggled cargo a few times. And blown up an armory. Killing a few of their family members. It was an accident, though. I swear I thought the armory was empty. Hopefully they've forgotten."
"We haven't," a human male said as they stopped off the shuttle, all of the people around them aiming high caliber rifles at them.
"Oh," Damian said. "That's too bad."
"Welcome back Damian," a woman said, walking up to him and smiling seductively, until she slapped him, adopting a glare.
"Nice to see you too, Nyla," Damian sighed.
"Friend of yours?" Barriss asked.
"I may have made, and possibly broken, a few promises to her," Damian said. "Possibly involving a ring, and a white dress."
"You were engaged to her?" Barriss grinned.
"He proposed when he was drunk," Nyla said. "Gave me the best sex of my life-"
The males around her began to make uncomfortable noises and coughing, none of them looking at her or Damian.
"Oh shut the fuck up!" Nyla snapped. "Anyway, then this asshole had the guts to cheat on me. WITH MY SISTER! ! !"
One of the males snorted but instantly silenced himself. Nyla turned to him and slammed her knee into his groin and he wailed in dismay, crumpling to the ground and clutching his injured manhood. Damian winced sympathetically before sighing and looking back to Nyla.
"Look, Nyla, I told you, your sister slipped me aphrodisiacs," Damian said. "It wasn't my fault."
"Oh, so you didn't enjoy it?" Nyla asked.
"Well of course I...uh...you know what, I'm just going to stop talking now," Damian said, inching away from her.
"And I suppose you're the newest slut hanging off of his arm?" Nyla guessed.
"I wouldn't say hanging off of his arm," Barriss said. "It was more of a fun pass time really."
"God, you're no better than him," Nyla groaned. "Look, Damian, I'm not going to kill you, and you're not going to be killed for the armory thing. That was partially our fault, since were trying to kill you at the time. Just leave me and my sister alone."
"She raped me!" Damian protested.
"Understood?" Nyla snarled.
"Yes ma'am," Damian said, raising his hands in surrender.
Nyla glared at him for another moment before turning and walking away, the males following. Damian sighed, glancing at Barriss.
"Now that the introductions are over, follow me," Damian said. "The bar's this way."
He led her through the city until they reached the nightclub, inside of which there was a bar run by a Fardi boy about their age, and there were both Twi'Lek and human dancers around the room, entertaining the few customers in the club. Damian glanced at the stage and groaned quietly, shaking his head and sitting at the bar, Barriss sitting beside him.
"Someone you know?" Barriss asked.
"It's Nyla's sister, Nala," Damian sighed. "Whiskey."
"I hope you have money this time, Damian," the bartender said.
"Jesus, I was already drunk!" Damian groaned. "Besides, I payed my tab!"
"And what would you like, beautiful?" the bartender asked.
"A strong handsome guy with a twelve inch dick to make me cum five times," Barriss said, the bartender staring at her with his mouth open. "But for now I'll stick to the the strongest drink you've got."
He blinked twice before leaving to get their drinks and Damian smirked.
"Only five huh?" Damian asked.
"Minimum," Barriss said, picking up her shot and draining it, then taking the bottle.
"Damian Shan," a seductive and manipulative voice said as a pair of slender arms wrapped around his torso. "And here I heard you were never coming back."
"I really didn't want to," Damian said.
"Just couldn't stay away from me could you?"
"You, yes," Damian said. "Your sister, yes. Your whole goddamn family, yes. But there's someone on this planet I need to talk to."
"Oh? Who's that?"
"A Togruta," Damian said, Barriss staring at him in surprise.
"Please tell me it's not Shaak Ti," Barriss said hopefully.
"It's not Shaak Ti," Damian said. "Nala, this is Barriss Offee. Ex Jedi, murderer, escaped convict, terrorist. Squirter."
"Mmmm, she sounds like fun," Nala said, eyeing Barriss up and down. "Mind if I...take her for a test drive?"
"That's her call," Damian said. "I'm just here to find the Togruta I misplaced."
"She works for us," Nala said. "If you want to see her, you have to get Mom's permission to pull her away from work."
Damian groaned, setting his head on his arms and sobbing dramatically. "Of course I have to. Why wouldn't I have to see your mother?"
"History with the mother too, man whore?" Barriss asked.
"I broke one daughter's heart by taking the other's virginity," Damian said. "I'm lucky she didn't shoot me when we landed."
"Fair enough," Barriss smiled, taking a swig and setting the bottle down. "Come on Nala. Let's see about that test drive."
Nala grinned and wrapped an arm around Barriss, steering her to a private room in the back. Damian drained a second glass of whiskey before pushing away from the counter and walking to the door.
"When she gets done with Nala, tell her to wait for me on the shuttle," Damian said. "I have to go and see Sofia."
The bartender snorted in amusement and nodded. Damian walked away from the nightclub, heading into the city until he reached a very large house. He stepped inside and the doorman pointed to the central elevator. He stepped into it and it began to move instantly.
"Figures," Damian said. "Nyla already tattled."
After about three minutes, the elevator stopped and the door hissed open, a hand grabbing Damian by the throat and dragging him out of the elevator before slamming him onto the couch where a body instantly crashed down on his stomach, knocking the wind out of him before putting a knife to his throat.
"I should slit your throat," she said.
"Hello Sofia," Damian wheezed. "How are you?"
"You slept with my daughters!" Sofia snapped. "Then left!"
"I'm a smuggler!" Damian said. "It's what we do! We can't live in one place. There's a bounty on my head!"
"And you're lucky I don't send them your head," Sofia said, pulling the knife away. "What do you want?"
"I need to see the Togruta," Damian said. "I need to talk to her about something."
"And why should I do that?" Sofia asked.
"Because she can help me fight the Empire?" Damian asked hopefully.
"Right, because removing the current ruling organization, thus making everything legal, is a great idea for a family of Smugglers," Sofia said.
"Well, how about, because I'm a friend of hers?" Damian asked.
"You don't have friends," Sofia said. "Even that Mirialan bitch you brought here was just a convenient fuck. Albeit a willing, decently attractive one."
"And a pretty good one," Damian said. "Alright, fine. Would you believe that I'm madly in love with the Togruta?"
"Not on my daughters' lives," Sofia said. "Tell you what. I might be able to be...persuaded, to tell you how to find her."
"Oh for crying out...you have got to be kidding me," Damian groaned. "You too?"
"Let me see just how 'madly in love' you are," Sofia said, making air quotes.
"Oh for the love of, fine, I'll make you a trade," Damian said.
"What could you possibly have that would interest me?"
"How about the name of the person currently sleeping with Nala?" Damian grinned.
Sofia shrieked in rage, leaping off of the couch only for Damian to catch her with the Force.
"Now now, Sofia," Damian said. "Can't have you running off to kill someone whose name you don't even know. First, tell me how to find Ahsoka Tano."
"Fine!" Sofia spat. "I sent her on a pickup run to Utapau."
"Are you out of your mind?" Damian asked. "She's a Jedi! That planet is under the complete control of the Empire!"
"She'll be fine," Sofia said. "She's already made runs to Coruscant."
"That's different!" Damian groaned. "They're not actively looking for Jedi there! Shit. What was the pickup, and to where?"
"Personnel to Mustafar," Sofia said.
"Oh great," Damian said. "How long ago?"
"If you leave now, you might catch them at Mustafar," Sofia said. "Now, the name. Tell me the name. So I can kill them."
"Barriss Offee," Damian said, walking past Sofia to the elevator. "My traveling companion and current pass time fuck."
Then, he shot downward, Sofia's shriek of rage echoing after him. Damian sprinted out of the elevator as soon as the doors opened, speeding out of the building and through the streets and back alleys until he reached the shuttle where Barriss and Nala were just stepping off.
"Time to go Barriss!" Damian said, grabbing her hand and dragging her onto the ship.
"I guess I'm leaving Nala," Barriss called back. "See you again soon!"
And with that, Damian jumped behind the controls, shooting away from the landing platform just before AA guns began to fire at them, Damian piloting around the shots.
"What'd you do?" Barriss demanded.
"Strap in!" Damian snapped. "And for the record, they're shooting at you this time."
Barriss rolled her eyes, strapping herself into the copilot's seat as Damian punched in Mustafar's coordinates. Then, he made the jump, barely making it before they were blasted. Once they were in hyperspace, Damian sighed, activating auto pilot and looking to Barriss.
"What happened?" Barriss demanded.
"Sofia found out you were sleeping with Nala and was less than pleased," Damian said.
"She knows that Nala's a strip dancer, right?"
"Probably not," Damian said. "Anyway, I'm going to go rest before we get to Mustafar. And I suggest you do the same. Something tells me we're going to need it."
"Wait," Barriss said, catching his arm. "Is...is it...is it Ahsoka?"
"Yes," Damian said. "It's Ahsoka Tano. Did you know her?"
"She's the friend I betrayed," Barriss said.
"Then you better get an apology ready," Damian said.
And with that, he left the cock pit, heading to the bedroom and lying on the bed, closing his eyes and falling asleep.
Read and review. You know, this story's turning out a whole lot different than I intended. And my OC wrote himself into a piece of shit. Unsure who to have Barriss end up with, if anyone. I'll take suggestions. And as long as they're alive, it can be practically anyone from either Clone Wars or Rebels. Male or female. Any humanoid race. Be warned, though. Only watched season one of rebels so far and scattered pieces of the rest.