Disclaimer: I do not own SWTOR. I own a copy of the game and that is all.
AN: This particular one-shot is a companion quest given by Vette in the Sith Warrior class. Again there will be spoilers so if you haven't played the Sith Warrior and done this particular quest then I wouldn't read further. BUT if you don't care or have done it read on.
Revenge and Conflicting Emotions
Yoko lay on her bed in the captains cabin, the red blankets like a sea of blood around her. A lot was on her mind as of late. Chief among them, Vette. The blue skinned Twi'lek was a source of constant annoyance, yet amusement. She was adorably cute at times, then dumber than a sack of Nerf shit. Perhaps that was her charm because Yoko was hooked.
The Sith Pureblood growled and rolled over and stared at the black metal ceiling. The lights of her personal computer terminal lit the room basking her in a shallow glow. "Damn you Vette for making me feel this confused." She hissed quietly to the air. She didn't understand this feeling in her black heart, it twisted almost painfully in her chest when she thought of the cute Twi'lek.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door, the clang of metal loud in her once quiet chambers. "Yoko? You in there?" The Sith rolled her eyes. Of course she was, her door was shut, locked and barred where else would she be.
The Force user waved her hand in the metal door's direction sliding it open. "Yes Vette, come in." She sighed, exasperated, though only on the outside. Inside she was suddenly nervous and excited at the same time. She schooled her expression though to one of passivity.
"I'm...not bothering you am I?" Damn this girl for being perceptive. Although Vette wasn't bothering Yoko, the Sith made it look like she was. She hated it when the Twi'lek looked sad, which she did now. Yoko sighed and shook her head as she sat up.
"No you not. What do you need?" Yoko asked in a more civil tone.
The Twi'lek smiled. "Come on, I have something to show you." Vette lead her Sith lord to the engine room where she hung out during hyperspace jumps. Once inside she became excited. "You'll never guess what I've been doing! No no! Don't try I'll tell you!"
Yoko raised a black eyebrow, fighting the smile tugging at her red lips. "Get on with it."
"Yeah, so in between jumps I've been checking the holo frequencies and I found the old gang. They are on Nar Shaddaa!" Vette bounced in place, obviously excited to see her old friends. Weeks ago when they were still settling into their new ship the Fury, Vette had told the Sith about her past dealings with a gang of friends. "They weren't leaving messages for me in the old spots. I thought they got themselves caught or dead or something." Vette was so excited to hear from her old friends, she couldn't wait to go see them.
"Are you thinking of going back to your old life?" Yoko asked, ignoring the clench in her chest. Her heart hurt because she knew Vette would leave her. Why wouldn't she? The Sith wasn't very kind to her to begin with. She hit her when Vette did something that resulted in a failed mission or even a bad situation. She got mad and spat venomous words at her. So why would she stay? She was no good for the young Twi'lek
Vette chuckled and joked. "What? You worried I'll leave you?" Yoko flinched barely and she hopped Vette didn't see. If the young Twi'lek did she didn't mention it. Instead she continued. "Old gang's been on the run since I've been gone. Apparently our mysterious informant for the Korriban job was that scum-sucker Cada Bliss." Yoko remembered Vette mentioning that one Korriban when she released her. "Bliss sure got revenge for the job we pulled on him. Fake Mission, fake cover story. I'm thrown in the slave pens and he hits the gang hard." Yoko flinched again at the mention of slaves. She treated the girl as one, when all she really wanted to do was hold her close and tell her everything was going to be alright. But that wasn't Sith, that was weak and pathetic.
Vette had paused, either to think of what else to tell the red skinned warrior or waiting for Yoko to say something. Come on Yoko you can say it right? You've known each other for months now. Say it! Yoko breathed in deeply and exhaled. "Brought us together though didn't it? At least we each got a new friend out of the deal." By the end of her sentence it sounded more like a question then a statement. Why would Vette even consider being friends with a ruthless monster such as the Sith Warrior. Yoko cursed herself mentally for her insecurity.
Vette just grinned. "You are so sweet sometimes!" Throwing caution to the wind, Vette hugged her red skinned killer. Yoko stiffened at first, then relented and gave a halfhearted hug. She had an image to uphold after all. Curse it all. Vette pulled away and continued her story on her findings. "Once they escaped the mercenaries, Taunt and what's left of the old gang spent their last credits tracking Cada Bliss' movements." Yoko assumed Taunt was a friend of hers, the leader of the gang from the sounds of it. Vette's voice became cold and uncaring suddenly. "That Duros snake has managed to get his hands on the Star of Kala'unn, a priceless piece of Twi'lek history. I want to get it back."
Yoko smirked. Revenge she knew a lot about. "You want revenge. Good. We'll find this Duros and make him pay for every slight against you and yours." Yoko declared without thinking. Once she realized what she had said she feared it would make her seem weak to do something for others. That wasn't her at all. But this cute Twi'lek just made Yoko want to help her in anyway she could.
"You are so fantastic!" She launched her body into the Sith's in another hug. It was a good thing Yoko's skin was already red, that way Vette couldn't see her blush. "I found out that Cada Bliss is at the spaceport on Nar Shaddaa, trying to line up a buyer." Vette stepped away and approached the computer terminal behind her as she continued on. "I'll send a message that we're coming. Make us out to be interested buyers. Oh and I'll tell the gang to get ready to receive the artifact." She turned around to face her friend and grinned. "Oh and by the way. Bliss has some famous Kaleesh bodyguard they call 'The Virus' working for him these days, but that's not going to worry you is it?" Yoko just grinned darkly in return, which actually caused Vette to giggle and continue her work. Sensing this conversation was at an end. Yoko took her leave and trudged to her chambers once more.
She stopped however as she heard sounds coming form the cockpit. Curious, she entered and noticed Malavai Quinn at the helm. Malavai was an excellent Imperial officer. He piloted the Fury even better than Yoko herself. His prowess in military combat and strategy was impressive. "What are you still doing up. You should be getting rest." Yoko all but ordered the officer.
"My apologies my lord, I was running some diagnostics and I have succeeded in reaching the Fury's peak performance." He responded in his monotone brass voice.
"Good work." Then Yoko had an idea. "Malavai? Will you set a course for Nar Shaddaa?"
"Of course my lord we will arrive within the next day."
"Thank you Malavai, not get some rest. That is an order." Yoko knew she couldn't talk to him as a friend, he was used to taking orders so that's what she would do.
"Yes my lord." Yoko left him and returned to her room, sliding the door shut behind her. Already her thoughts went back to Vette and questions that involved her. Would she leave once she met up with her old friends? Was she already planning to get away from her? Did she have a lover among the old gang? What was he like? Come to think of it did she even like the fairer sex?
Yoko growled and punched her bed. "Damn it all. I need some sleep." Yoko stripped down, even removing her bra and panties. She slid underneath her covers naked then closed her eyes. Vette's image appeared in her minds eye. So beautiful. Oh how Yoko just wanted to massage those lekku, Vette did after all want them buffed. A wicked smirk spread across the Sith's lips as she drifted to sleep thinking of the many ways to make the blue skinned woman squeal in pleasure beneath her.
Nar Shaddaa Cara Bliss' docking bay.
It was taking all of Yoko's restraint not to snap this pathetic insects neck. Rat tail! He called her a rat tail! I'll kill him, I'll kill him" "What did you call me?" Vette asked angrily.
The two aliens ignored the Twi'lek and Sith. "No. Not possible." The Virus had said to his client in answer to his question.
"Then these two have just walked themselves into a very dangerous scenario." Said Cada Bliss.
Yoko finally snapped. "Dangerous for you." She growled. "I'm going to tear you both apart and swap your limbs like a bad experiment." The two aliens didn't seem phased.
"Do you hear this Virus?" Cada asked his bodyguard.
"I hear." Was the one liner answer.
"Apparently someone thinks you've never killed a Sith before. Someone thinks Sith scare you." Yoko clenched her fist in anger, and tried to will herself to calm down. They needed the artifact first.
"Well come on then, show me how you kill Sith." Yoko taunted her read eye glaring balefully into her enemies.
"Gladly." Came the monotone reply of Virus.
Yoko exploded into action as soon as Virus moved for his weapon. She called on the Force while thrusting her hand out at Virus neck. The Kaleesh gasped for breathe as she choked off his air supply. In another one motion she pushed him away with the Force slamming him head first into the metal dropship behind him, cracking his skull wide open and crushing his brain.
Cada witnessed all of this and began begging for his life. "Hey, let's not get all crazy here." he said as he backed away from the seething Sith. "C-clearly I thought you were someone else. See, there was this other Twi'lek girl, total pain you know, she kept calling me-" Yoko cut him off by gripping his throat with her hand, squeezing to cut off his words.
"Shut up." She hissed.
"Cada Bliss, you have exploited my people, stolen our artifacts, and committed numerous crimes against Twi'leks the galaxy over." Yoko mentally smirked, before they touched down in one of Nar Shaddaa's many space ports she could here the cute Twi'lek practicing what she was going to say to Cada when she finally came face to face. "Return the Star of Kala'unn, promise to reform and we may show mercy."
Yoko snapped her red eyes and bore into Vette's blue ones. Mercy? Did she really say mercy? No not this one. She would discuss it with her later however. Yoko let up on his throat so he could speak. "You are a generous, beautiful woman. I've always said the Twi'lek women were a superior being suited to the finest-" Once again he was cut off, this time by Vette point her blaster at him, a lethal glare in her eyes. Yoko smiled to herself. She was so sexy when she got angry.
Yoko dropped the pathetic insect to the ground and stumbled to a case by the dropship. "I'll grab the Star f Kala'unn. We can meet the old gang here on Nar Shaddaa. They'll make sure the Star ends up in a museum. In Twi'lek hands." Cada handed over the Star once he returned.
Vette nodded to Cada as she took it then leaned in to whisper to Yoko. Her breathe tickling the Sith Pureblood's ear delightfully. "I'm gonna go set up the meeting. Meet me in the docking bay, that's where we will be." Yoko just nodded, not trusting her voice to speak.
Vette left quickly. Now that she was gone, Yoko snapped her eyes to Cada Bliss. "I know all about you, worm." Her voice shook with rage. He wasn't going to leave here alive, Yoko promised herself this. "I don't care what you did to anyone or anything in the past, but you hurt Vette. For that alone you owe me your life." With those words she drew her lightsaber, the glowing red beam, sliding out of the chamber.
"No! Please I.." He didn't get to say anymore as Yoko ran him through with her lightsaber, the smell of burning flesh a pleasant aroma to her nose.
"A weakling like had no right to touch Vette in any way." She spat on his corpse and walked off, holstering her lightsaber, to meet up with Vette.
Nar Shaddaa Fury Docking Bay
Vette was sitting on a cargo crate, arms folded and a frown on her lips. It had been hours since she contacted Taunt and her friends. Yoko was pacing slowly behind her, almost protectively. This was it, the moment of truth. Would Vette leave the Sith Warrior? Yoko hoped not, though she wouldn't blame nor get angry at Vette if she did. Suddenly a voice spoke up nearby. "Well look who the akk dog dragged in." It was a female, red skinned Twi'lek flanked by a blue skinned slim male Twi'lek and a overweight greenish skinned male Twi'lek.
The effect was instant. Vette propelled herself at the woman and hugged her fiercely. Like she did me on the ship. It was a comforting thought but also a sad one. It meant that Vette would likely leave if she hugged the woman just by seeing her. That moment on the ship was the first time Vette hugged the Sith, and it was for her friends benefit. "Taunt! Guys!" A group hug commenced as Yoko watched from the sidelines, face expressionless.
It took a few minutes but Taunt finally noticed the single person, watching from afar. "This must be the lovely Sith you've seen the galaxy with. Impressive." Taunt eyed Yoko up and down her body, undressing her with her eyes. Yoko wasn't effected.
Yoko nodded to show she noticed her, but said nothing. Vette frowned at her silent killer and wondered what was wrong. Vette got down to business anyway. We could talk later. Vette thought to herself. "Taunt. The Star of Kala'unn is in the case." She motioned to a case on the cargo she was sitting on earlier. "Authentic and undamaged."
The big one, Plasmajack Yoko learned his named, took it and opened the case, looking the merchandise over. "This is big."
The other male spoke, Flash was his name. "Got that right. Most important single blow for Twi'lek pride. All you, Vette." Yoko felt a flash of irritation. She was the one who did all the work. Not that she was going to take credit. If it was for Vette, Yoko would gladly step aside.
The Sith spoke up next, trying to make it so Vette would stay with her. "You've done something great for your people here Vette." Yoko's voice was pure silk and mature, the complete opposite of her emotionless expression. Regardless Vette beamed at her dark Sith.
"Amazing, little girl. Amazing. Who's got the finder's fee?" Plasmajack uttered in his own Twi'lek language instead of galactic common.
Yoko blinked when Taunt pulled credits from a pouch on her hip and tried to hand them over to Vette. "Here. It's every credit we could scrape together. Don't worry, we should be able to sweet talk the museum into getting us some of that back."
"Oh no. I know you guys. You won't even be eating. You have to buy equipment, bribe fees...we don't need your credits." Vette told them, then she looked to Yoko. "Do we?"
Yoko closed her eyes. Here was another chance to keep Vette by her side. She couldn't blow it now. "No. We don't need it. I am a Sith, I have more than enough money to sustain myself." Vette looked confused at her choice of words.
Finally the big guy asked the big question. "Are you coming with us little girl?" Yoko's heart suddenly hammered in her chest, she was glad her hood was pulled up over her head so no one could see the tears threatening to spill. Get a grip Sith! You are not a baby!
Yoko could see out of the corner of her eye Vette staring at her, but she didn't say anything. "Your going right?" Yoko asked in the calmest tone she could, she fooled Vette's friends but not Vette herself. She could hear and sense the slight octave in Yoko's vocals. It pained the Twi'leks heart. But why? Wasn't this the woman who shocked her multiple times with the collar before taking it off, relenting to her own skill instead of a tool? Wasn't this the woman who was furious with her for making mistakes going so far as to beat her at times?
Vette traced the scar across her right eye. One night on the ship Yoko got so angry she drew her lightsaber and swung at Vette. The Twi'leks quick reflexes saved her life, but left her a scar. A reminder of Yoko's temper. Did she really want to stay with such a woman?
Yet despite her temper, Vette also noticed the little things. The way that Yoko looked at her when she thought the blue skinned girl wasn't looking. It was a look of such longing and sadness that it tore at Vette's heart strings. She noticed how the Sith would give some of her food away when Vette was still hungry, how she came to check on her to see if she was ok after a fight or at night before sleeping. The biggest one was when Yoko gave her that scar. The Sith wouldn't talk for days and held up in her chambers on the ship. Finally when she came out and looked upon her temper's works a single unnoticeable tear slide down the red skinned woman's face. No one else would have caught it but Vette did.
No. She had to stay. Yoko would be all alone. Sure she would have Malavai and 2V-R8 but what kind of company was that? "No." She said finally and firmly to her friends. "I've found my place." Vette looked up at the wide eyed stare hidden beneath the cowl and smiled.
Taunt looked between the two and smiled with a knowing look in her eye. "I see. Well you don't have to leave right away do you? What do you saw we let Vette and the boys catch up for a while?" Taunt addressed the Sith.
Yoko was still speechless over Vette's declaration of staying with her that she almost missed the words being spoken to her. "Y-yeah. Yeah sure." Vette giggled behind her hand. The Sith growled, a rumbling deep in her chest, in embarrassment.
The group found themselves in the local Cantina having a few drinks, laughing and joking. Yoko remained outside of the festivities, perfectly content to watch form the sidelines a hint of a smile on her lips.
Fury
Yoko sat heavily in the command chair in the cockpit. She rubbed her face and watch the stars as the ship orbited the planet in standby mode. She stayed. Vette decided to stay with her. Why? Not that she wasn't ungrateful, but the logical side of her mind just couldn't figure it out. What was it that made her decide to stay? "My lord?" Yoko looked up to see Vette fidgeting in the entryway.
"What's with the 'My Lord' crap?" Yoko scoffed, trying to gather her emotions and become the stoic killer she was. Vette just smiled then walked over, only to plop right into the Sith's lap. "What-" The words died in her throat as Vette snuggled up to her warrior.
"I'm glad I decided to stay." Yoko tried to resist holding the girl to her chest, but failed and her trembling arms encircled the petite Twi'lek. A contented sigh escaped Vette's lips. "I love being in your arms."
Yoko froze. It hit her so forcefully. The emotions she had been feeling for the small Twi'lek, was love. She had fallen in love? Impossible. Impossible, yet it felt so right to hold her like this and not lay her hands on her to cause harm. Yoko loved Vette. She couldn't deny it and she didn't want to.
Slowly a red skinned hand reached up and and stroked the smaller girls lekku. A pleasurable gasp escaped Vette's lips and she shivered in delight. Yoko took that as encouragement and leaned down, kissing the top of her head. She couldn't stop the words from spewing out of her mouth. "I love you Vette."
AN: There the 2nd one shot in the series on Vette and Yoko the Sith Warrior. Read and review. Please and Thank you!