This is an alternate story of Darth Bane and Serra of Ambria.

Rated M for mature

Let me in

The smell of rain hung heavy in the late evening air as Serra gazed out the balcony's open door looking at the bustling city below. The colorful lights and the sounds of the large city of Quana were sometimes too much to handle, but she welcomed it.

It's been only a few days since they arrived here. Deep inside, she was glad to be away from the last city they had visited. That godforsaken place gave her a cold and unpleasant feeling that she couldn't shake off. Serra wanted to get away from there as soon as possible. She was glad when Bane came back to get her.

Bane, she thought as she looked over her shoulder and her eyes landed on the large, bald man sitting on the bed looking at her.

There, again, she thought as she bit her lower lip. The way he looked at her made her weak at the knees. Although they had been spending time together for the last few months, Serra still found it strange to wake up in the mornings and be greeted by the man who had caused her nightmares for so many years. However, as time passed, she was getting used to the idea of having him around.

After she blew up the prison on Doan, she knew her life was never going to be the same. She was no longer the Princess of Doan but a fugitive and that thought haunted her thoughts, even when she was asleep. The shame and anger her father-in-law most likely felt after the terrible incident that she caused was unbearable to think of. She brought shame to the Royal house and she was sure he would never forgive her. Her promising life abruptly ended on Doan and a new life emerged from the disaster, a life with the man she feared and hated for so long, but now her hate turned into something else that she had a hard time explaining to herself.

When he came to collect her on Ambria, she was sure he wanted his revenge on his unorthodox treatment she had caused while he was imprisoned deep in the belly of the mountain on Doan. But to her surprise, he offered her a chance to live a life much better than she ever had and after some consideration, she accepted it.

What else could I have done? She asked herself as she pulled her top tighter around her slender body when the cool breeze picked up and blew the heavy drapery into the room, obscuring Bane from view for a few seconds. Her life was over on Doan and she had nowhere to go except back to Ambria to her father's hut in the middle of the desert. But she didn't wish to stay there. There were just too many memories good or bad haunting that place, it was not an ideal home to stay in.

Although Bane treated her with respect, she was still wary of being around him.

After all, he was a Sith Lord and she was aware of his powers that she feared and respected. Serra knew what he was capable of and she didn't want to be the target of his wrath that she knew well.

When the first time she met him, she was only a little girl barely eight years old living her life with her father who was a skilled healer. At that time, Bane was a young man in his early twenties who came to her father for help after he was poisoned. But when her father refused to treat him, using his Force abilities, he found Serra cowering down in the wooden hut, pulled her out, and levitated her above the large cauldron full of boiling water.

The sheer terror she had felt at that moment was unbearable.

To think about being dropped into the scorching liquid made her stomach hurt so much, she felt like throwing up. When she was about three, Serra burned her hand and had a hard time forgetting the pain that little splash of hot water caused. As she was about to dive into the cauldron head first, she was sure, the pain would be so overwhelming she'd die instantly. However, this never happened. In desperation, her father agreed to treat the Sith Lord, thus saving Serra's life.

Now, thinking back, she wasn't sure if her father hadn't agreed to treat Bane was he cruel enough to kill her? She wanted to ask him a few times about that, but in the last second, she always changed her mind. It was better not knowing, she thought as she bit down on her lower lip. Whatever happened in the past was behind them now and she didn't want to bring up painful and long-forgotten memories. He had his own demons to deal with and she understood it. He was a Sith and had been cruel to others, but Serra knew better. She had seen his softer side, which surprised her. Underneath the serious facade, he was just a man and as time passed she started to get to know that man who wanted nothing more than to gain more power to defeat the treacherous Jedi and teach her the ways of the Force.

Serra always felt there was something special about her, even her father mentioned it a few times, but never encouraged it. Therefore, she suppressed it and never gave it a second thought, until Bane came into her life. Right away, he recognized the potential in her. He wanted to explore it and bring it in affront so he can train her to become his apprentice. After his previous apprentice, Darth Zannah betrayed him, Bane's focus shifted to Serra. He knew she had the gift not just in the form of the Force, but her healing gifts as well, which he had utilized a few times already.

"Come here." He said gesturing for her to step closer.

Reluctantly, she approached him and stood in front of him looking at his stern face.

The way he looked at her was different today, she thought with apprehension. Since their newfound relationship, he had become not just her mentor but her companion as well, which she appreciated. After losing her husband, Serra had changed for the worse. She became obsessed with her late husband's assassins and this obsession fueled her hatred and depression, even more, spiraling her down a path of destruction. But now having him around made her feel whole. Her depression had vanished and she was eager to look forward to a better future where she can be free at last.

As she gazed into his eyes, she was able to see that he cared for her, maybe too much, she thought as her heart started to beat faster. Even though she tried to deny her attraction toward him, she was unable to hide it and Serra was sure he knew what she felt or even thought at the moment. The ways of the Force were still beyond her reach, but she was getting better and Serra was proud of herself to be able to utilize it to her advantage. However, she was unable to read him and now she wished to know what he was thinking. Her face flushed a little when he reached out and touched her hands and placed them into his.

The rough skin of his palms made her shiver a little. Gently, he brushed his thumb on the top of her hand, and then he said.

"Your hands are cold." With a concerned look on his face, he asked. "Are you cold?"

She wanted to say she wasn't feeling cold, but that would have been a lie. As she was about to reply, a huge lightning strike lit up the dark sky behind her, and then a massive thunder shook the room, making Serra jump a little. Storms like these always made her uneasy and this one was no exception.

"I think I better go and shut the door." She said quickly, trying to pull her hands out of his.

Before she had the chance to walk away, with a flick of his wrist, Bane shut the door shutting out the storm.

He had been watching her tonight and felt something strange within her.

There was a delicate shift in her mood that he found interesting. In so many ways she reminded him of Ghitany, which fueled his carnal desire for her. If there was such a thing as soul mates, she was definitely his, he thought as his eyes roamed over her beautiful face and then landed on her full lips that were slightly parted as she took a couple of shallow breaths. He wished to kiss her, but he wasn't sure how she would react if he did that. If he wanted to, he could have done anything to her. She was at his mercy, but he was not that type of man. He respected her and wanted her by his side, not just as an apprentice but also as a partner, someone he could share his life with.

Now that he had acquired Darth Andeddu's holocron, he was able to cheat death. When his life was getting near to its end, he planned to transfer his essence into a clone he had made with the help of Serra, who also made a clone for herself as well. Bane's plan was to keep the two of them together forever, two Sith ruling the world for eternity. Although he established the rule of two, one Master to rule and one apprentice to crave power, after Zannah's betrayal, he changed his mind. He still wanted to rule the world, but this time with someone worthy who could be his apprentice and his lover. Once they consummated their relationship, the bond between them would grow even stronger, and then no one would be able to stop them.

While Zannah was like a little sister to him, Serra felt like a breath of fresh air that he wished to devour. His attraction toward her has grown as time passed and he couldn't deny it any longer. He wanted to tell her how he felt about her and hoped she would be willing to share everything with him. He craved for her more than anything he had ever craved for and he couldn't wait any longer.

Serra watched as he lifted her hand to his face and planted a soft kiss on her knuckles.

Then he pulled her down to his lap and ran his fingers through her dark hair.

"Are you ready?" He asked gazing into her wide eyes.

Swallowing hard, Serra licked her lips, and then she asked with anticipation.

"For my next lesson?"

"Indeed." He said with a sly smile.

"What are we going to do?" She asked in a hushed tone, already knowing the answer.

"Something I've been wanting to do for a while." He replied as his lips brushed against hers.

Unable to resist him, she crushed her lips to his and invaded his mouth with her tongue. It had been a while since she had experienced any intimacy; the warmth of his strong body and the roughness of his lips brought an undeniable desire to her. At that moment, she wanted nothing more than to let go and be with him. With an urgent desire, he returned the kiss, and then he picked her up and placed her down on top of the covers.

Quickly, he pulled his shirt over his head and discarded it to the floor.

Serra's eyes were instantly glued to his wide muscular chest and chiseled abs. This was the first time she had seen him without a shirt and the view was remarkable. Despite his scars that were left behind from the parasites he had to endure for over a decade, he looked like a God, she thought as her pulse started to elevate. She wanted nothing more than to touch him.

As Serra reached out to touch his chest, Bane grabbed her wrist and pulled her up to a sitting position. Swiftly, he removed her top and threw it on the floor, and then he grabbed her pants and pulled it down to her ankles.

The view of her beautiful olive skin mesmerized him. The dark erect nipples gently rose as she took a few shallow breaths. Carefully, he pinched one of them and then rolled the sensitive bud between his forefinger and thumb making Serra squirm with pleasure.

Then his attention turned to her flat stomach and then lower.

The dark curly mound at the juncture of her lean thighs beckoned him. While his eyes penetrated into hers, he pushed his finger inside her mouth and then he removed the wet digit and smeared her saliva on the folds of her sex, causing Serra to tremble as he made small sensual circles on her sweet spot that felt wonderful, she thought as she closed her eyes.

Leaning back on the pillows, she kicked off her pants and opened her legs wider.

When his finger slipped inside her, Serra gasped from the pleasure as his long digit moved in and out of her with skills she had never experienced before. The sensitive walls of her sex quivered with ecstasy as he picked up the pace to bring her to her peak.

Gazing into her eyes, Bane saw nothing but a great desire for him. This made him smile. She was his and his alone. Small beads of sweat rolled down her face and her body felt like it was on fire as he slowly brought her closer to her climax. However, she didn't want to end this, at least not yet. Sensing her desire to suppress his efforts to please her, Bane inserted another finger and kept on until her mind and body gave up in a pleasurable scream that was music to his ears.

"Ahhh." He said with a sly grin as he pulled his fingers out and licked her intoxicating juices off his fingers. "You taste like honey." He said in a hushed tone and then he bent over and licked and sucked her swollen bud into his mouth causing her legs to shake uncontrollably.

"Ohhhhh, Maker." Her voice trembled as he gently bit down on her and twirled his tongue around her sensitive spot. The pleasure was so great every single muscle in her body twitched like she was electrocuted.

Then within seconds, he was on top of her pushing her deep into the covers.

"Do you want it?" He asked as he pressed his erection into the soft skin of her inner thigh. "Do you desire it?"

Nodding, she replied with a soft whimper.

"Yes, all of it."

The anticipation Bane felt at that moment was overwhelming. It had been a while since he felt a woman's warmth and this was something he had waited for a long time.

Reaching into his trousers, she grabbed his rigid manhood and placed it against her moist entrance wanting to feel him inside her now.

"Please." She begged, arching her back up toward him. Her body still ached from the amazing pleasure he gave her and she yearned for more.

Serra's eyes grew wide when he slid inside and buried his length deep within her. For a few seconds, he didn't move, just stood still with eyes closed. Then a low growl left his mouth as he retracted a little and started to move his hips, and then his eyes opened and locked onto hers.

There was an unquenchable fire in those burning globes that Serra found deeply disturbing.

She had never seen him like this before and for a split second, it scared her.

The raw and undeniable passion she sensed within him was eating him alive. His body felt hot against hers and she could feel every single scar rubbing against her moist skin as he amped up his pace causing the bed to creak and sway beneath them.

Her nails dug deep within his muscular back as he brought her to her peak again and again until she couldn't breathe anymore from the amazing bliss he was giving her.

"Please, stop." She panted as great euphoria swept through her like a hurricane. "I can't take it anymore." She whimpered pushing against his heaving chest.

However, Bane had no desire to stop. He just started enjoying this and he wanted to test her boundaries and bring her to a higher level, a level she had never experienced before. He wanted to show her the passion that fuels the Dark side.

Quickly, he picked her up and flipped her around. As Serra's stomach hit the sheets, her mouth quickly formed a silent O, when Bane mounted her from behind and relentlessly pounded into her causing the bed to bang against the wall with great force.

The only sound she heard over the thunderous rain was her own helpless moaning and the loud slapping sound of his hips crashing into hers. Then his hand enfolded her neck and put just enough pressure on her throat so she won't pass out.

The mixture of pain and pleasure was something she had never encountered before. When she was married to her late husband, their lovemaking was nothing out of usual, but gentle and romantic. However, now sweating and moaning beneath Bane's powers, something has awakened in her. This peculiar feeling rushed through her like wildfire burning her up from the inside. Although she had a hard time breathing and concentration on her inevitable climax, Serra enjoyed it. It was the strangest thing ever but she welcomed it with delight.

Drools of saliva like warm water droplets rolled down her chin as she gasped for air while her sex was about to explode from the intense pleasure he diligently was giving her. The sound of creaking became louder and she was sure in any second the bed would collapse. However, she didn't want to think about the bed or the mighty thunder outside. These were her least worries.

Then she heard his voice in her head.

Feel the rush, feel the power. Let the darkness in. Let me in. Give yourself to me...fully.

Just before she passed out from lack of oxygen, Bane loosened his grip allowing her to reach her orgasm.

A bright, white light erupted like a dying star about to go supernova behind her closed eyelids as the astonishing bliss rushed through her heated body bringing a smile to her face, and then everything went dark.

Before her body went limp, with an animalistic growl, Bane finished on her backside, spreading his warm seed all over her back and shoulders. It was so good, he almost forgot how amazing it felt. With a tired groan, he slumped down beside her. Folding his arms behind his head, he gazed at the ceiling, and then he looked at her face.

She was sleeping, at least for now, he thought. Her dark hair was sticking to her damp forehead and to her blushed cheeks, but the smile on her lips told everything. Then his eyes ventured to her shapely backside and a sly grin appeared on his face. She was everything he had hoped for in a partner and this satisfied him. From now on, their lives would take a different route and he couldn't wait.

From her body, his attention turned to the balcony.

While he watched the storm mercilessly pounding on the frosted glass, his mind went to Zannah. She was still out there somewhere planning to kill him, and she was not alone.

We'll meet again, he thought with a frown.

Then, he turned back to Serra and brushed a lock of hair out of her face.

Behind her closed eyelids, Serra's eyes moved back and forth like she was dreaming.

He wished to wake her up, but he had to be patient.

She'll come to him when she is ready.

In her dream, she was floating in darkness. It was cold but she didn't feel the need to cover up. Looking down, she noticed her feet then her legs started to turn dark like she had frostbite. As the darkness spread upward, Serra wanted to scream from the disgust and terror she had felt at that moment. When it reached her chest, desperately, she tried to keep it at bay but to no avail. The darkness was now unstoppable and she had no choice but to accept it. Leaning her head back, she let it creep up her neck and face until she was completely covered from head to toe.

At that moment she understood.

There's only darkness...

Passion...

Power...

...and eternal life.

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