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Party Time
"This is a horrible idea," Ahsoka said. "I mean really, infiltrating an Imperial officer party, executing one of the highest ranking officials the Empire has, and escaping before anyone knows? Really? You think it's that easy?"
"Of course not," Damian said, adjusting his bowtie. "I just wanted to see you in that dress."
Ahsoka rolled her eyes, looking to the mirror again. She was wearing a light burgundy dress with a strip of fabric reaching up over one of her breasts, wrapping around the back of her neck and running back down over the other breast then turning into a halfway decent dress, wrapping around behind her and beginning to cover her back dangerously low, Damian estimated barely an inch above her ass cleavage. The dress fell to her ankles, just above her black heels that had straps running across her foot up to just above her ankle. The one thing wrong with the lower half of the dress, however, at least for public decency's sake, was the slit in the side that reached up to high on Ahsoka's left thigh. Damian absolutely loved the dress. Ahsoka seemed to secretly love it, though she wasn't afraid to complain.
Barriss's dress was dark grey with a strip of fabric around her neck, then the front of her body covered except for a diamond opening over the center of her chest, exposing a good amount of her cleavage. She had three decorative loops on each shoulder, one over the top, one just below the shoulder, and one about an inch below that. Her back was just as exposed as Ahsoka's was and the bottom of the dress was the same as Ahsoka's except for the slit being on the right side. She also had a black strip of fabric around her waist but hanging low on her hips.
"I really hope there's someone that can be saved at this party," Barriss said. "I've been holding it in too long."
"Well, the senators are going to be here, so if nothing else you and Riyo could sneak away, if you don't mind making Ahsoka mad."
Ahsoka glared at him and Damian smirked. Barriss chuckled but shook her head.
"I'm hoping for a Twi'Lek this time," Barriss said. "I've never had a Twi'Lek."
Damian snorted in amusement just as they dipped below the clouds, the mansion where the ball was being held coming into view. Ahsoka sighed, holding her her lightsabers out to Damian, who smiled and tucked them, his own, and Barriss's all into his dark blue tuxedo's jacket in a concealed pocket, right next to his blaster. He had payed handsomely for the tuxedo. It would allow them to pass through the metal detector without it going off, and therefor allow them to take their lightsabers into the ball. Something that Damian had no doubt they would need by the time they left.
Damian set the Wraith down and turned to R3 and Katie. "Alright, now, you two need to be ready to extract us in a hurry. Katie, you're flying. R3, you're on the guns, just in case. And if things go bad, make sure to ruin any armed shuttles here. You need to destroy them all so that no one sees any favoritism."
Both droids beeped in response and Damian rolled his eyes. Even as long as they'd had them, he still didn't understand a word they said. Damian, Ahsoka, and Barriss walked off of the ship and then walked past the other shuttles toward the door where there was a metal detector set up. Damian stepped through and when he wasn't greeted with an alarm and a blaster to the face, he continued through the door, stopping just inside until Barriss and Ahsoka joined him, each taking an arm as they walked through the hallways to the ball room. Inside, senators and Empire officials were mingling. Damian looked around, quickly spotting Riyo Chuchi speaking with Senator Organa and a Mon Calamari. They made their way over, Riyo greeting them with a smile and a nod and Organa holding out a hand. Damian released Barriss and Ahsoka, shaking his hand.
"You must be Damian," Organa said. "I've heard a lot about you. This is Admiral Ackbar, Senator Chuchi's guest."
"Pleasure to meet you," Damian said, shaking Admiral Ackbar's hand. "Listen, by the time we leave, all three of you will likely be without a functional shuttle."
"It's a shame how often shuttles break down," Organa said. "Would you like to know who's here that's worth knowing?"
"No, thank you," Damian said. "We already know who to talk to."
Organa nodded and Damian turned to Riyo.
"Pleasure to see you again Senator," Damian said. "Perhaps you can assist Barriss. She's looking to find a new friend."
"It would be my pleasure to introduce her to a couple of people," Riyo beamed, at Barriss. "Follow me. I think I know just the person."
Barriss nodded and the two walked away, Ahsoka turning to Damian.
"She's not going to sleep with Riyo, probably," Damian said. "Anyway, come on. We need to go and mingle as well."
Ahsoka nodded and the two of them walked away from Organa and Ackbar, mingling a bit with several other senators as well as a couple of Imperial Officers, carefully using the pre-memorized story of Damian being one of Organa's distant relatives, a story which Organa had come up with himself.
Finally, Damian spotted the target, High Admiral Something-or-other who had earned their attention by enforcing martial law in multiple systems and executing hundreds of thousands for being too poor to pay the "protection fee." Damian subtly pointed him out to Ahsoka who nodded just as a slow song began to play and groups began to move to the dance floor. Damian glanced at Ahsoka who shrugged with the barest movement of her shoulders just as an Imperial officer in an immaculate uniform with a larger than average stack of ribbons walked over.
"Pardon me, but might I trouble the lady for a dance?" the officer asked, bending at the waist and holding his hand out to Ahsoka expectantly.
"Actually, I was about to dance with my date," Ahsoka said, looping her arm around Damian's. "Perhaps another time."
Damian guided her away from the officer, sensing his fury at being rejected instantly and feeling his eyes burning into Damian's back. When they reached the Dance floor, Damian turned to her, resting his hands on her waist as her own looped around his neck and they began to sway to the music, rotating slowly. When Damian spotted that same officer giving him a death glare, he grinned and winked at him, Ahsoka suppressing a snort of laughter.
"You shouldn't provoke them," Ahsoka said. "It'll cause trouble later."
"Probably," Damian agreed. "You look beautiful."
"So you've said," Ahsoka smiled. "You clean up pretty well yourself."
Damian smiled, eyes scanning through the crowd quickly, spotting High Admiral Something-or-other dancing with a Pantoran in a fancy blue and gold dress. Then, Damian's eyes moved back to Ahsoka's own, Ahsoka smiling slightly.
"See him?" Ahsoka asked.
"Yes," Damian nodded. "He's dancing. We've got time."
Ahsoka nodded and they remained silent for several minutes before the song slowly ended. They made their way to the edge of the room again and scanned the crowd until they spotted the High Admiral heading for the refreshment table.
"Go work your magic," Damian said, nodding toward him.
Ahsoka smiled, nodding just before a human woman in a tight and revealing white dress stepped in front of them, smiling knowingly.
"Well well, rebels, at an Imperial party," she said quietly. "I wonder how the guards would take that information."
"You're mistaken," Damian said.
"So these aren't lightsabers in your tuxedo?" she asked, holding up a small tablet with an x-ray scan of his torso, showing the weapons he was concealing. "My my, and you seem to be interested in the High Admiral. That's very suspicious."
"Let's say for a moment that hypothetically speaking you were right," Damian said. "What would you stand to gain from not turning us in immediately?"
"Well, hypothetically speaking, I might be willing to forget who you are for a favor," the woman said.
"And what's that?" Damian asked.
"Well, this party is kind of boring," the woman said. "I would be willing to forget about your real reasons for being here in exchange for something a bit more...personal to remember."
"You're joking," Damian said flatly. "You're blackmailing us...for sex."
"And it better be good too," the woman said.
Damian looked to Ahsoka who was fuming. However, she sighed and nodded slowly.
"We don't have a whole lot of choice," Ahsoka sighed. "Do it. I'll try to stall for time."
Damian nodded and the woman beamed, holding out her arm. Damian linked his through it, grumbling a string of curses under his breath before leading her through the room away from Ahsoka. After several seconds, they reached a private room that was about five hundred meters down an unused hallway from the ball room and Damian closed the door behind them.
"We're going to make this quick, so hurry up and take your dress off," Damian said.
The woman smiled setting a communicator down and pulling off her elbow-length gloves before pulling her dress up. Damian instantly yanked her feet out from under her with the Force and smashed the communicator then turned, leaving the door and locking it, throwing the key further down the hallway and attaching a comms jammer to the wall beside the door. Then, he turned, jogging down the hallway while checking his weapons, making sure he had them all. After a moment, he reached the ball room again and calmly walked through the crowd, looking for Ahsoka and the High Admiral. After several minutes, he finally spotted them in a secluded corner, making out. Damian's gut dropped but he took a steadying breath, using the Force to tug lightly on her dress, just enough to let her know he was there. She cracked an eye open, seeing him and pulled away, whispering something and the High Admiral nodded, guiding her away, Ahsoka motioning for him to follow.
Damian followed at a distance, slowly catching up. Then, as they ducked into a different room, Damian quickly followed after them, watching them head down the hallway and into a second room. Damian followed after them, stopping outside the door and peeking in, seeing Ahsoka lying on the bed, the High Admiral lying on top of her and suckling on her neck, one hand on her ass under her dress and the other on her breast. Damian closed the door and the High Admiral spun, eyes wide as Damian leveled his blaster at his face.
"You can't shoot me," the High Admiral sneered. "Every Imperial at the ball will hear."
"That's true," Damian nodded as Ahsoka slipped out from under the High Admiral and walked over, reaching into Damian's coat and retrieving her lightsabers. "However, there are other ways to kill someone."
The High Admiral lunged at his communicator only for Damian to catch him with the Force, lifting him off the floor and beginning to crush his throat. His eyes began to bug out, his hands scrambling at his throat, trying to grab whatever invisible hand was crushing him. Ahsoka turned away, wincing every time the High Admiral made a gagging noise. Damian closed his fist and the High Admiral's throat shrunk to the width of a closed fist and Damian dropped him back on the bed, blood slowly trickling out of the corner of the High Admiral's mouth.
Damian put his blaster away, opening the door and peeking out before holding his hand out to Ahsoka. Ahsoka sighed and handed him her lightsabers again and Damian stored them before stepping out with Ahsoka.
"I am so never doing that again," Ahsoka said. "I feel violated."
"You were," Damian said. "At least partially. And don't worry. You won't have to do it again."
They stepped back into the ball room and headed to Senator Organa who was speaking to Riyo again.
"Excuse us Senators, have you seen our friend?" Damian asked.
"I left her in the room over there," Riyo said, nodding toward a door nearby. "Her Twi'Lek friend and she were a bit busy."
Damian nodded and he and Ahsoka walked to the door, Ahsoka waiting off to the side as Damian peeked through. There was a deserted hallway on the other side so he motioned for Ahsoka to follow and they walked down the hallway until they reached a door from which muffled moaning was escaping. Ahsoka again stood off to the side as Damian simply slipped through. Just as he closed the door Barriss, who was scissoring a pink-skinned Twi'Lek, grabbed him with the Force, yanking him down and kissing him to muffle her scream of pleasure as she came, the Twi'Lek covering her mouth with her hand as she came with her. After a moment, Barriss released Damian and Damian sighed, shaking his head and grinning.
"You never change Barriss," Damian smirked.
Barriss moaned in response before crawling up the Twi'Lek's body and lying down, kissing her.
"Unfortunately, we're out of time," Damian said. "We need to leave."
Barriss groaned then kissed the Twi'Lek one last time and stood, pulling her lace thong and her dress back on. Damian turned to the door just as the Twi'Lek cleared her throat. Damian and Barriss turned, seeing her aiming a blaster pistol at Barriss.
"But you had so much potential," Barriss complained. "You're the first person besides Damian to make me cum eight times."
"Shame I can't keep you alive for a repeat performance," the Twi'Lek smiled. "Traitors and rebels can't be spared."
"You're right," Damian said. "It is a shame. I hate killing women."
He raised his hand, yanking her blaster pistol to himself just as Barriss stepped forward, one hand slipping under her dress as the other grabbed the Twi'Lek by the back of the head, pulling her in for a kiss. Then, she pulled a tiny knife from under her dress somewhere, somehow having kept it concealed while having sex, and drove it through the Twi'Lek's temple, killing her. She lay her back on the floor and stepped back, turning to Damian.
"Her communicator was on," Barriss said. "We need to move. Now."
Damian nodded and they stepped out through the door, Ahsoka turned to them. Damian handed her her original lightsabers, giving Barriss's to her and pulling out his own, all of them turning and running down the hallway away from the ball room, Damian calling R3 and Katie, telling them to start blasting shuttles. After a couple of minutes, they stepped out of the hallway and into a large open area with a massive hole below them and large tubes and smoke stacks reaching up out of it and to the network of platforms and catwalks stretching across the mouth of the pit. Damian stared down into the pit, sensing something below them but not entirely sure what.
"You feel that too?" Barriss asked.
"Yeah," Ahsoka nodded. "What is this place?"
"Not good," Damian said. "Why are they tunneling such a massive hole into a backwater planet like this?"
Barriss looked from one side to the other, judging the distance. "It's got to be...what...a half mile across?"
"Right about," Ahsoka nodded.
"Freeze!" a stormtrooper suddenly shouted, sprinting up a catwalk and aiming at them, two more following as troopers with jet packs suddenly landed on the platform directly ahead of them, about a dozen in total. "Don't move!"
"You don't know who you're messing with," Damian said, all three extending their lightsaber blades.
"Shoot them!" the stormtrooper shouted.
All of them opened fire but the three Jedi began to deflect the blaster bolts, the three closest stormtroopers dropping dead almost instantly and several of the others doing the same before a stray shot hit one of the smaller pipes, blasting it apart and allowing carbonite to begin spraying out, the pipe swinging around wildly. Damian held out a hand as it flew at them, blocking the spray and forming a carbonite wall in front of them before closing his eyes, sensing the storm troopers and catching the pipe, swinging it around and spraying all of the stormtroopers. He put the tubes back together, the carbonite resealing the gap and Damian let go, opening his eyes as they stepped out around the carbonite wall, staring at the now frozen stormtroopers.
"Not bad," Ahsoka said. "Let's go. We need to get to that large platform to be picked up."
Damian nodded and they began to run. Just as they reached the first platform, however, an elevator off to the right began to rise. Damian froze, turning toward it and the others slowed to a stop around him. As it grew closer, the familiar feeling of a Sith Stalker grew inside all three. Damian drew his lightsabers, extending them as the doors hissed open and the Sith Stalker with the whip stepped out, snapping the whip and removing the tops of several smoke stacks on her right.
Damian took a steadying breath, readying himself as Ahsoka and Barriss did the same. The Sith Stalker snapped the whip toward them and they scattered, the whip tearing through the ground in a shower of sparks. Damian stood first, sprinting at the Sith Stalker, only to leap into the air over the whip, retreating as Ahsoka and Barriss charged from different sides. The Sith Stalker snapped the whip at Barriss while shoving her free hand at Ahsoka, blasting her backward into a steam pipe, a loud hissing ringing out as Ahsoka screamed in pain, dropping to the ground. Damian grabbed her with the Force, hurling her to the large platform where the droids were going to land, grabbing Barriss by the upper arm.
"Protect Ahsoka!" Damian snapped, shoving her away from the Sith Stalker.
Barriss sprinted away, the whip streaking toward her only for Damian to appear in the way, the whip wrapping around one of his lightsabers. Then, Damian swung the other up into the whip and spun, hurling the Sith Stalker away to a second platform. Then, Damian leapt after her, hurling his lightsaber and cutting the catwalk off of the platform and the nearest platforms off, all of the newly freed debris falling into the pit, blocking the Sith Stalker from easily pursuing Ahsoka and Barriss. The Sith Stalker turned to Damian, narrowing her eyes and snapping her whip. Damian spun his lightsabers in his hands and charged, rolling aside from her initial strike then shoving his hand forward at the same time as the Sith Stalker did, negating the Sith Stalker's Force Push before leaping at her and slashing rapidly. The Sith Stalker began to dodge out of the way of the strikes, backpedalling quickly since her whip was useless at close range. Finally, she flipped backward, landing on a thin pipe and snapping her whip at him.
Damian spun past it, hurling his lightsaber, severing the pipe and sending the top of it plummeting to the pit, the Sith Stalker flipping to a second, this one beside a carbonite pipe. Damian's lightsaber slashed the carbonite pipe on the way back, the Sith Stalker only barely escaping, one hand being coated in the metal as she did, before Damian caught his lightsaber, glaring at her. The Sith Stalker pulled her whip back before snapping it of to the side, then the ground before her, then to Damian's left, before Damian, and then to Damian's right. Damian stared at the seemingly random gashes in the platform before it began to groan and sink. Damian leapt to the top of a pipe, landing lightly as the platform broke apart and fell. Damian looked to the Sith Stalker, comfortably seated on top of a pipe with nothing else within lightsaber range around her, giving her the advantage.
There were a total of ten platforms around them and Damian was not interested in trying to see how many he could let her sever before he won. He retracted his left lightsaber, connecting the handles and drawing his blaster.
"What's that supposed to do?" she snorted, snapping her whip at him.
He flipped out of the way, landing on another pipe as the one he had been on exploded, flames shooting into the air for a moment before dying out, leaving a geyser of fuel. The Sith Stalker grinned and snapped her whip at Damian again and Damian flipped off of it, firing at her rapidly as he was in the air. His shots were close, but missed her by a few inches, streaking past her and drilling into the building behind her, where she couldn't see the effect.
"Nice try," she smirked, removing that pipe.
This time, as Damian was flipping through the air, he flipped, hurling the section of pipe she had removed at her with the Force, the jagged, newly-formed point first. She snapped her whip, splitting it in half and the two halves flew to the building just as a door opened. The halves crashed through the door, killing numerous Imperial Officers and the woman who had tried to blackmail Damian into having sex with her. Damian grinned at his luck then leapt into the air over another snap of the woman's whip, landing on a very, very hot pipe. He yelped in pain, leaping off of it to the side of the now inactive carbonite pipe, dangling from it, lightsaber in his teeth and blaster in his right hand. He aimed at her as she flicked her whip at her side, grinning.
His eyes drifted over her body, trying to pick a target before sinking to the pipe, seeing a ring of faded red paint on it. Fuel. He withheld a grin, firing several sloppy shots at her, making her laugh before firing one into the pipe. As he had hoped, the pipe erupted into a massive fireball instantly, the Sith Stalker sailing through the air in a ball of flames and smoke. At the last second before she hit another pipe, she flipped, landing on the side and grabbing a bundle of cords on the side, the smoke curling off of her as she snarled in rage.
Damian put his blaster away and transferred his lightsaber to his hand as she hurled her broken lightsaber handle away, pulling a second lightsaber handle from the back of her belt and extending a standard blade. Damian began to pump his legs, swinging back and forth and picking up momentum. Then, just as he leapt off of his pipe, the Sith Stalker leapt off of her own. Damian grinned, pulling his blaster and firing a single shot, the blast taking off the arm wielding the lightsaber and the Sith Stalker's eyes widened in shot as Damian streaked past, slashing upward. Then, he flipped, landing on the side of the pipe as she had been, his blaster safely in his jacket again. He looked back and watched as the Sith Stalker's two halves plummeted into the massive abyss below them.
A scream ruined the moment, and Damian's head snapped around, seeing Barriss holding a hand to her side, using her free hand to deflect blaster bolts from a very, very large group of stormtroopers as a pair of purge troopers approached from behind her. Damian hated purge troopers. They were twelve foot tall droids designed to look like storm troopers, and they were lightsaber resistant.
Damian leapt to another pipe, then to the nearest platform before drawing his blaster and firing at the purge troopers, hitting one in the head, the blast making it partway through, the head smoking, and getting both's attention. Then, he fired at a carbonite pipe beside the group of stormtroopers, sending them scattering and freeing up Barriss for a few moments. He turned back to the purge troopers as both fired their shoulder-mounted rocket launchers and dodged the rockets, firing several times, managing to drop the one he had damaged before before putting his blaster away and sprinting at the other purge trooper. It began to stomp toward him and he leapt over it, shoving both hands at its back and launching it away from himself, sending it skidding along the platform until it dropped off. Then, as Damian landed on his feet in front of Barriss, he separated his lightsabers, extending the second blade, and began to deflect blaster bolts, Barriss falling to her knees and panting, Ahsoka lying beside her in too much pain to move.
Damian redirected the blasts at the stormtroopers and they died quickly, except for a handful that were using frozen stormtroopers as cover. Suddenly, the platform they were on suddenly lurched, breaking free instantly and plummeting into the pit, Damian and Barriss staring after it. Then, all of the elevators broke free and fell away, as though struck deep below by something massive.
"Shit!" Damian swore, activating his comm link. "Katie, where are you!?"
She beeped in response and Damian looked to Barriss who nodded.
"She's three minutes out," Barriss said.
"I don't think we have that long," Damian said as all the remaining platforms save their own fell away. "I seriously doubt it."
"Can we make it back to the mansion?" Barriss asked, turning to the building just as it too, fell, despite being on the edge of the pit. "Oh God. Riyo. Organa. No."
"It's coming," Damian said, connecting his lightsabers and drawing his blaster, Barriss raising her lightsaber.
They waited in silence as whatever was below climbed. Then, a single massive hand swung up from below at the platform. Damian grabbed both of the girls, Ahsoka screaming as he touched her burned skin, then jumped just as the hand smashed into the platform. They shot through the air out of the pit before falling at the ground, Damian and Barriss working together to slow their fall before they all crashed down, bouncing along the ground for a hundred meters before finally stopping, a pair of massive hands reaching up to the top of the pit. Damian stood shakily as the hands lifted a massive creature from the pit. It looked like a much, much larger, much more muscular version of a Rancor with four tusks growing out the front of its chin and curving upward, thick hide, and beady black eyes that were focused on him. He threw Ahsoka and Barriss further away from the pit and the creature before them, then aimed his blaster at the creature.
"Alright fucker, let's see what you've got," Damian snarled.
The creature raised a hand, swatting downward at him and he launched himself to the side, only barely getting out of the way of the gargantuan hand. He stood, firing at it rapidly, his shots unfocused but peppering its face and torso with shots that drilled through its skin, making it roar in pain, raising a hand to shield itself only for the shots to punch through the hand as well. It roared, and swatted at Damian with the other hand. He sent a blast of the Force at it with all the power he had but it barely halted for a half a second before flying at him again. He shouted in surprise, leaping over it and allowing it to blast into the ground. Just as he landed, laser blasts began to slam into the creature from above, the Wraith now circling the thing. It roared, tearing up a chunk of the ground and hurling it at the Wraith, which barely avoided it.
"Get out of here!" Damian shouted. "We can't let the ship be destroyed!"
One of the droids responded and the ship banked, getting some distance. The creature roared, reaching down to rip up another piece of ground and Damian hurled his lightsaber, the blade spinning and sawing through one of the creature's calves, the creature roaring in pain and dropping the chunk on its other foot. The chunk of ground shattered instantly but the creature roared in pain, falling to its hands and knees, Damian catching his lightsaber and opening fire on its face. It roared, raising a hand and swatting at him, Damian again only barely escaping. Then, it punched the ground, the shockwave throwing Damian to the ground. It reached out toward Barriss and Ahsoka and Damian launched himself to them with the Force, landing on his back and raising his hands, shouting in effort as he sent blast after blast at the creature's hand as it began to fall, for a moment only holding it still but forcing even more power into his blasts, pain shooting through his entire body, his body feeling like every cell was on fire. The ground around them began to break apart but slowly the creature's hand began to move away. Then, Damian sent a blast at the creature's leg, shoving it out from under it, making the creature crash to the ground, its hand falling short. He instantly grabbed its head with the Force, lifting it and smashing it back down again and again before the creature jerked, Damian's grip breaking.
It roared again and Damian stood, growling. He fired at it again and hurled his lightsaber. The creature raised its hand to shield itself and the lightsaber slipped between two fingers, splitting its forehead wide open before returning, the creature holding a hand to its head and roaring. Damian caught his lightsaber and swallowed hard, staring at the thing as it staggered back a step, putting itself at the mouth of the pit. He put his blaster and pistol away, taking a breath and pulling his hands back. Then, he shoved as hard as he could, sending a massive blast at the creature, his body collapsing into a spasming tangle of limbs the moment the blast left his hands.
The blast slammed into the creature's chest and shoved it backward. The moment it stepped back, its foot found nothing but open air and it tipped backward. Then, it fell, roaring as it plummeted back into its pit. R3 and Katie landed within a few seconds, Barriss moving Ahsoka onto the ship with the Force then picking up Damian, who had stopped seizing but was unconscious, and carried him onboard as well. Katie took off immediately and they jumped to hyperspace, leaving the planet behind.
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