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Wow, you guys get a real treat this chapter. This will include the first sex scene I have ever written, so don't be too critical if it isn't up to your standards. Wish me luck, and don't forget to review with what you want to see happen in the story!
TO THE STORY
Harry looked around, seeing the metal walls reflect the harsh light of the overhead fixtures. He heard a door, and saw the mysterious woman from the alley. He noticed the horns again, and began thinking about what she was, while a darker part of his mind plotted what it would do to her, taking notice of her curves and upturned lips. The dark force oozed excitement, it's host unaware of the parasite. Harry was sprung from his musings, hearing the sound of someone snapping their fingers. He saw her glaring at him, and narrowed his eyes. His chest swelled with newfound courage, and he matched her glare, before shooting off several questions. "Where have you taken me? Where am I? What are you? Did you kill Dudley and Piers?" She seemed to be deep in thought, before she answered. "Firstly, You are on the planet Ziost, and are aboard my ship. Second, I am an Iktotchi, a native of the moon Iktotch of the planet Iktotchon." This threw Harry off, as he had met his first 'alien'. "Lastly, if you are referring to the two young humans that had trapped you in that alley, then yes, they are dead." Harry's bravado disappeared, as the young human realized the severity of the situation.
Deep inside, that part of Harry that the young child had always repressed or had stopped in fear of being beaten, managed to slip to the surface. Harry glared at her, his anger at his lot in life and his relatives shining through within his eyes. She ignored his glare, and nonchalantly said, "What is your name, child?" Harry sat there for a second, before responding with, "My name is Harry, Harry Potter. Who are you?" The imaginative child within Harry chortled, realizing how similiar he sounded to that secret agent Dudley saw on TV, Lond, Mond, Bond- That's it, Bond! She looked at him, before her eyes glazed over. She mumbled something about returning later, as she stumbled out of the room, the door sealing shut behind her. He gazed at the slate of metal, wondering what just happened. He shrugged it off, before starting to explore the room he was in. He saw a metal person up against the wall, before he realized, as excitement filled him to the brim, that it was a robot.
Harry approached it, poking it then running across the room, he turned, as he got a bit disappointed that it wasn't moving. He wandered around, before he started to get quite bored. He went to the door, and saw a keyboard built into the wall. There were strange symbols on it, (Harry doesn't know Basic) but Harry shrugged, and started to hit buttons. After a few minutes, he was growing annoyed. He wished that this door would just OPEN! He backed away, shocked, as the door crumpled like paper, ending up as a twisted hunk of scrap metal that flew down the hall, as the clang of metal on metal reverberated through the deck. He was shocked out of his stupor, the sound of approaching footsteps echoing down the hallway. He ducked into a corner, seeing the lady from before storm down the hallway, before looking at the door. She seemed shocked, before looking directly at Harry, a frown on her face.
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Darth Cognus got up from her meditative stance, before she heard the sound of twisting metal, followed by the screech as metal compacted against metal. She rushed towards the source, and saw a clump of metal imbedded into the wall in front of her. She looked towards it's origin, and noticed the door to the medical ward was missing. She sensed fear through the force, and realized that it was the boy. She smirked, realizing he was more powerful than she had first thought, before looking directly at him, slightly annoyed at the trouble she knew he would be. He had already demonstrated a strong durability towards punishment, if his abuse at the hands of the humans was any indication, and had just shown her he had an affinity with the force that, if honed, would lead to a dangerous weapon. She smirked, her mind already thinking up a training regime for her new apprentice. She frowned, giving off an aura of displeasure. It wouldn't do to let her apprentice know that she was proud of his display of the force. She approached him, Crouching down so she was eye level with him. "Harry? How would you like me to train you? I can teach you how to control what you just did. Just be my . . . apprentice." Harry seemed to gauge her reaction, before nodding, a wide smile on his face. She smirked, as a feeling of dread washed over Harry of what that smirk could mean.
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FIVE YEARS LATER
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Harry kneeled before his master, smiling widely at her praise. The remains of various bounty hunters and a few dark Jedi were scattered around the room they were in. As a birthday gift to him, an Earth custom she had obtained a liking of when he had mentioned it at the age of 7, she had sent him on a mission to kill those around him. These were the same men and women who had raped and killed an aquaintance of Harry's, specifically his first real crush. The young pre-teen had vowed vengeance, much to his master's amusement, and Cognus had decided that she would send him to kill them, seeing as how his anger at them was an unnecessary distraaction from her apprentice's training. As a reward if he succeeded, she had promised him that he could collect on any bounties for these men, as well as take whatever resources he wished from them.
He had piled all their weapons, armor, intact and deactivated droids, along with a bunch of lightsabers from the dark jedi. he had managed to find two deactivated astromech droids, four protocol droids, ten battle droids, and a rusty old droid he couldn't recall the name of. Harry looked around himself and his master, the Iktochi Sith had a large grin upon her face. She gazed at the pile of bodies, noticing how her apprentice had absolutely no regrets in the deaths of those men and women.
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Harry paced around his room, debating on his cover story for his girlfriend. His master had encouraged him to lead at least three lives, giving him the skills to multitask and keep up multiple personalities without failing. He had a Twi'lek girlfriend on Tatooine who thought he was a common laborer named Dustin, he was in a polygamous relationship with two twin Togrutan teenagers on Dantooine, had a coven of thieves at his beck and call on Coruscant, and had various groups of men and women he had hidden from the Jedi, the law, and his master. They were all loyal to him, and he was slowly using Sith-specific mind trick techniques to twist their minds into the perfect slaves. The Twi'lek and Togrutas would do ANYTHING for him, bar commit genocide. The thieves and the ones he had hidden were progressing rather well, and he epected his entire entourage within each persona to fall under his will within the next 5 months. He had also been slipping a weakening agent into the drinks of a few force-sensitive hermits on Dantoiine, as well as Bespin. He had been slowly corrupting them, and had managed to get them all to start to at least consider the merits of the dark side. It would take significantly longer due to his need for them not to notice this until they were in his thrall.
He had however, taken a new girlfriend recently, and had yet to come up with a cover story as to why he was gone. He was in a difficult situation, his girlfriend being the daughter of the current Queen of Naboo, and himself masquerading as the last scion of a long since 'extinct' Nabooian noble house. He had merely found the last vestiges of this family, driven into hiding by political enemies centuries ago and forgotten, and wiped them out, except for one. He put the youngest female adult under his thrall, keeping the knowledge of her out to the public as the dead family resurfaced. He had grown fond of the 'delights' the woman offered, so had hired a body double on the pretense of security issues, and had the double die in a car crash, posing as the woman, while the actual women pretended to be the double. Long story short, he had kept his sex slave, become a nobleman, at least on Naboo, and was dating the daughter of the Queen.
He suddenly got an idea, he could write it off as a family issue, having heard rumors of one of his family still being alive, but was let down when he found out it was a power grab by someone wanting to get close to the royalty of Naboo through his connection with the Queen's daughter. His cover story complete, he flopped onto the bed, hitting a button on the wall. The noblewoman turned sex slave rushed into the room the collar around her throat alerting her to her master's needs. She walked towards him, a sway in her hips. He had his slave naked whenever possible, and since his Master didn't seem to care, it stayed that way. The slave, her name engraved on the collar, started to undress her master. Harry rubbed his finger over the name on the collar, smirking. "Sola, what are you waiting for, get to it." Harry said, a smirk on his face.
WARNING WARNING SEX SCENE WARNING WARNING
Sola smiled widely, quickly pulling Harry's clothes off the rest of the way, as she beheld his physique. She kneeled down, as her smile grew even wider, if possible. She reached out, her hands grasping the semi-hard piece of meat in front of her. She stretched her neck out, blowing on the tip, as Harry's tool grew a bit more. She slipped the head into her mouth, slowly sucking in the organ. Harry groaned, as Sola's well trained and very practiced blowjob skills came to the table. He grasped her head, intertwining her hair with his fingers. She slid her tongue around the head, humming softly. She slid down further, engulfing the entire head, and slowly taking the whole shaft. She reached the base of his cock, all six and a half inches down her throat. She gagged for a few seconds, before Harry let go of her head, giving her the chance to breath. She gazed lovingly at Harry, fanatical devotion in her eyes.
Harry growled, a primal urge since before the discovery of the wheel taking over. He flipped her over, her pussy coming into Harry's view. He was about to enter her, his cock leaking pre-cum, when he heard the squawk of a bird, followed by a flash of fire and a melodic song entering the room. Harry threw his lightsaber at the disturbance, throwing quick combat clothes on, as Sola did as planned and grabbed the twin blasters from the walls, and then hit a button on her collar. Liquid metal flowed from the armor, leaving a flexible metal alloy in it's wake. She had been given this feature on her collar incase of a situation like this where there was an attack during a compromising situation. It empasized her curves and outlined her womanly phisique, acting as a distraction while she shot at you.
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Harry was mad, no, he was fucking pissed. He had been enjoying his slave, and had been about to get his rocks off, when this happened. He called his lightaber to him, noting the clump of red feathers it had flown from. He cautiously approached, and gaped. There was a bright red bird with grand plummage in yellows and reds laying there. He was about to investigate further, when it gave a weak squawk. He almost stumbled, shocked this thing survived a direct hit from a lightsaber. He pounced near it, readying himself. He send out a tendril of force energy, and sensed light energy flowing off this being in it's injured state. He was about to strike it down, when he recalled something his master had told him.
FLASHBACK
Harry gazed at the ruins of the hut, a smirk on his face. He and Darth Cognus had just razed a village to the ground, seeing as how they had refused to turn against their Republic guards, not welcoming them and refusing to leave the resources here for the Sith. They were about to strike down the last of the villagers, when Cognus held his arm back when he swung his lightsaber. She forced (PUN) his arm back to his side, deactivating his lightsaber. She gave a shake of her head, and he nodded, a bit confused. She turned to the villager, and gripped him around the throat, her nails cutting into his skin. She lifted him up, gazing into his eyes. She began to thrum with power, standing there, before dropping him. Harry gazed at her curiously, and she gave a smug look.
"I altered his memories, using Sith mind trick and mind control techniques you shall learn soon, to make him think a rogue Jedi we have in a cell at our base did this. This will allow us to move about without suspicion, while keeping the Jedi busy. Just remember, my apprentice, anything and anyone can be corrupted, becomin gone with the dark side! She gave a sinister cackle, turning away and heading to the ship, Harry following in her wake. Harry subtly examined the man's mind, detecting the energy, and managed to memorize the feel of it, resolving to attempt to replicate it later, gaining an advantage over his master for when HE would become the master.
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Harry smirked, before he halted Sola in a way oddly reminiscent of the way Cognus had stopped him, and held up a hand. He approached the bird, feeling uneasy as it began to make some rather bothersome squawking noises. Harry ripped away the dam, letting his power flow outwards. He focused it onto the bird, pouring all his darkness, anger, pain, and hatred into this. He heard the bird's cries begin to lower in volume, and eventually cease altogether. He could still sense that it was alive, but it had . . . changed. It felt darker, more like what he could feel from himself whilst meditating. He felt the power levels of the bird suddenly spike, draining him rapidly. He slammed the walls shut, barring the bird anymore of his power.
Harry panted, as Sola rushed to his side, her utter devotion to him, along with her collar, allowing her to be aware of his needs. She could feel the drain on his power, and tried to offer him solace from the weariness of it all in any way she could. Harry groaned, slowly getting to his feet, and warily approaching the bird. The bird was gone, and in it's place was a pile of ashes, with a surprisingly undamaged letter half buried in the ash. Harry went to pick it up, surprised at the fact that someone still used plant material to make writing stationary. He was about to grab it, when something darted out of the ashes and nipped his thumb. He yanked his hand back, taking notice of a cut on his thumb that sealed itself suddenly, leaving a scar within seconds. The crescent shaped scar from a bird's beak glowed black, before fading to a practically unnoticable white.
Harry scattered the ashes with the force, and gaped. There was a chick where the bird had been, and seemed to be practically reeking of the light side of the force. Harry felt nauseous just being near it. He took a step back, examining the bird. Sola suddenly stepped forward, and began to stroke it's feather's, when Harry blinked owlishly. The bird seemed to practically glow with an aura that just screamed 'SHE'S PAYING MORE ATTENTION TO ME THAN YOU'. Harry growled, stepping forward, as Sola made a squeak, and stepped behind Harry. The look he sent her assured her that they would talk later about what just happened.
Harry lit his lightsaber, and threw it, severing one wing from the surprised bird. It gave a cry of anguish, disappearing in a flash of flames. Harry, using the force, put the wing into a stasis pod, planning to study it later, before turning back to Sola, the mood long since forgotten. "Go fetch me my alchemic tools. I think it's time I utilize the Sith Alchemy I mastered recently for my own purposes." Sola rushed off, the metal flowing back into the collar, as Harry began to re-dress himself. He placed the stasis pod on his desk, and waited for Sola to return.
END OF CHAPTER
HA! You really thought that I would take a PHOENIX, a creature that is supposedly empowered by PURE LIGHT, and corrupt it? Never! Besides, I've seen that way to much in fanfiction where Harry gets a phoenix early on, or a over powered familiar or animagus form (or forms) and wipes the floor with everybody, which then leads to the rest of the story being about how many titles Harry has, or how many girls he can fuck. Well, I REFUSE to follow that route.
ANYWAY, READ AND REVIEW
Tell me what you thought of my first (semi) sex scene, and if you think I should continue with them, or leave it to my betters
Keep in mind, that was the first sex scene I have ever wrote, so be nice
If you are a bitch about it . . . . . . . . . . . . IM SENDING DEADPOOL AFTER YOU
(to annoy you with his crazy comments)
EXAMPLE:
1 - Deadpool - You just killed the nice deranged chick from the juice bar that I was gonna score with someday maybe!
2 - Deadpool - Shhh. My common sense is tingling.
3 - Deadpool - Concussion . . . Grenade . . . Ouch . . . Healing Facter . . . The Old Pain Receptors . . . Constantly Shuffling . . . Letting Me . . . Absorb . . . The Blast . . . But . . . Now . . . Talking . . . Like . . . SHATNER!
4 - Deadpool - I love the smell of 372,844 pancakes in the morning. Smells like Victory.
5 - Deadpool - See how you like it when I smack you with an Interspatial Distorter that will temporarily phase your brain into Dimension XI!
Daredevil - This is an Ipod with a piece of masking tape attached to it.
Deadpool - It is. But for a second there you were really worried.
6 - Deadpool - Hey I know - - I'll kick all of your asses at the same time. How's that sound? Good? Yeah? All right chums . . . . . . Let's do this. LEEEEROOOOYYY JENKINS!
Yes, I just quoted Deadpool 6 times. yes I counted the number of 'E's and 'O's in that last one.
No I won't get rid of the quotes.
Anyway, read and review
PEACE!