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AN: Ok heres the next chapter, and I want to thank everyone who reviewed, favorite, or even followed this story so far. Now in the last chapter I asked what people want to see between vette, Jaesa and the sith warrior Yoko, and majority is saying they want a threesome pairing between the three. I have some experience with threesome romance from my Overlord fanfic, So here we go.
Chapter 4
Jaesa Willsaam placed the last of her things in the storage locker opposite the beds in the crew quarters, then sat on her designated bed. She played with her fingers as she wondered what she would do now.
It felt like a dream. The things she had seen in her old masters being. The things she realized about the Jedi Order. It just couldn't be real. Yet, she knew it was. She knew that Yoko was right. She had seen it. She also knew that, while The Order wasn't what they claimed, the Sith were no different. Her new master was proof of that. The Sith weren't all evil and malicious. Most were just taught to be that way. Children with power, if you will. So which side of the Force was right? Was there even a right side? The former padawan didn't know but she was willing to dedicate her time in finding out.
As for the Sith warrior. She confused her. She had been told that they were evil, power hungry and bloodthirsty. Yoko was different and yet the same. She had watched her fight with a ferocity she had never experienced before. She had seen the fight between the Sith, her master on Tatooine and his bodyguard. She defeated them single handed. She was afraid for her old master after the battle. Jaesa was convinced that Yoko was going to slay him. But she didn't. She only wanted to know where the gifted padawan was. Even when he refused to tell her she still didn't kill them. She only got her name and then left.
Jaesa wasn't stupid and she knew that Yoko's next step would be to find her family. She didn't know if they were alive or dead, but she held onto the hope that Yoko, when she found them, would show them the same mercy she had bestowed upon her old master.
Then there was the fight with Nomen Kaar. Her master was a powerful Jedi, and this mere apprentice was toying with him! She had never seen anything like it. The Pureblooded Sith terrified her. To Jaesa she was like a wild Rancor ready to snap. She couldn't help it and she wasn't looking forward to their talk.
As if her thoughts summoned her the Sith walked through doorway, red eyes glowing dangerously and a blank expression on her face. Thought to the human girl it looked like the deadliest of glares. "Jaesa."
"Si-Master." She caught herself. Yoko had told her to call her master. Calling her "Sith" would show that she didn't trust nor respect the pureblood, neither of which was true. Despite how dangerous the woman was, Jaesa could trust and respect Yoko's abilities and intentions. "I-I have finished settling in."
Despite the look she was receiving, Yoko's next words were soft and held no trace of anger or venom. "That is good." She continued to glare at her though and Jaesa wondered if her face was stuck like that. "Come with me." She said and turned on her heel and strode out of the room, her heavy durasteel boots making loud clanks on the ships flooring.
Jaesa stood and hurried after her new master. Instead of getting a tour like she expected, Yoko took her to the central Holocom Terminal. She watched curiously as Yoko punched in some commands and connected to another holocom transceiver.
A few seconds later, two humans appeared on holo. An older man with thinning hair and an older woman who still held a beauty about her. "Mom, dad!" Jaesa exclaimed taking a step forward as if to get closer to them. Yoko stepped away and leaned against the wall, her natural glare on the trio as she folded her arms. "You...you are alive?"
The two parents smiled at their daughter sparing a fearful glance at the brooding monster behind their child. "You sound surprised, sweetheart." Jaesa's mother, Parin Willsaam, said with a kind voice. Something you imagine when you think of the word "mother."
"Well..." She paused and looked back at the Sith warrior. She was glaring again. Her eyes fluctuating between glowing and dull. It was terrifying and Jaesa quickly looked away. Yoko was like a restrained demon. Tugging on her chains, eager to get out and kill. "Master Yoko. Did she not..."
"Yes, Jaesa. She came to us." The parents looked behind the young girl again, into the eyes of the demon. Yoko just stared back. Returning their attention to their daughter, the father continued. "She was looking for you. When we told her we didn't know where you were, we were certain your mother and I were going to die."
Jaesa clasped her hands together against her breast, as if she were holding herself together. It was obvious they were still alive but just the thought of two helpless people coming face to face with a monster like Yoko, terrified her. "Instead, she offered us a place in the Empire under her protection." Jaesa was shocked at this. Now, she was aware that Yoko had a part of her that could show mercy. She witnessed it with her master on Tatooine. But this? This was different. Yoko had trapped them by her offer. By telling them that they could live and be a part of the Empire would only upset the young padawan. And it had, now that she knew. She wasn't angry, just upset, sad. For a reason she couldn't fathom it hurt, deep in her heart that Yoko would do something like that to her and her parents.
"Are...are you okay?" Jaesa asked, trying to mask the negative emotions. But a Sith thrived on those and she was sure Yoko could sense it and fed off of it. "You two are not hurt?"
"No, Jaesa. In fact we are living quite comfortably. The Sith has kept her word that we would live in luxury. But...this isn't why she contacted us." Her mother said, her voice laced with sorrow. "In return for our lives, we can...we..." Her mother choked up and began to cry. Her father placed a comforting hand on his wife's shoulder and pulled her in close. "We-we can't see you again, sweetie." She managed to finish
Jaesa's face paled. "W-what?"
"Just as she said, Willsaam." The dangerous voice belonging to the creature behind spoke out, menacing. Heavy boots clanked on the metal floors as she came up behind her. She didn't dare turn, she was too afraid now. Her parents were no longer going to be there for her and that scared her, made her vulnerable. "You are to remain with me, and you are to never see, speak to, or hear from your parents again after."
"Sith, please!" Parin Willsaam cried. "Can't we change-"
"Enough!" Yoko roared. Jaesa winced and hunched away from Yoko in fear. "I explained this before. If you do not like the terms I can still have you killed and Jaesa will continue to remain with me. The only reason you are alive is because I allow it. Don't test me on this, woman." The warrior's voice was authoritative and drenched in malice. "Your time is up, say your goodbyes, be thankful I even allowed this."
Silence reigned for a moment as everyone absorbed the threat over their heads. Jaesa's father sighed. "I'm sorry, Jaesa. I will miss you, and know that we love you. Goodbye, my daughter." His figure winked out as he stepped away to grieve over his lost, but alive daughter, leaving Jaesa's mother alone.
"Jaesa. We are so proud of you. Please stay safe. I love you, my heart" She said nothing more and her image blinked out of existence.
The silence was longer than the last. She could no longer see her parents. That life was over and she accepted it when she was taken to be trained as a Jedi. But with the Jedi Order she could have always gone to see her parents, maybe even speak with them. But not with the Sith, that was never going to happen. She expected to be angry, lash out with righteous indignation. But she didn't. She just looked at Yoko and said in a broken voice. "Why?"
The Pureblood said nothing, just stared into the girls eyes. Those red eyes said it all though, she made sure of it. Jaesa was hers. Yoko broke contact first and strode away with purpose to the helm. Jaesa just watched her go, tears sliding down her cheeks.
Unbeknownst to Jaesa, she was being watched by Vette. The twi'lek had the decency to fell shame for her thoughts about human woman back on Hutta. She couldn't hate this girl, not after what she had witnessed. Vette knew what it felt like to lose family and friends. She had to help her, if only to offer comfort. She would be there for her and damn the consequences of Yoko's anger. She could handle that. She had before. With a new sense of purpose she left her hiding place east wing of the starship and approached the human.
"Um...Jaesa?" She called tentatively. "Are you going to be okay?"
Jaesa flinched in surprise and quickly wiped at her eyes before turning around. She knew she had been seen crying but it was just a reflex to try and look presentable. "Oh...I-I am sorry...I do not..." She fumbled for some form of a complete sentence. Her emotional state made that difficult, however.
Vette smiled softly in amusement. "Hey, don't sweat it. I'm Vette, by the way. Welcome to our humble home." She said sarcastically but without any real venom.
Jaesa appreciated the twi'lek's efforts to lighten the mood. "Hello, Vette. I'm Jaesa Willsaam, as I'm sure you know already"
Vette rubbed the back of her neck with a sheepish smile, an action Jaesa thought was rather cute. "Heh, yeah. Hey, let me show you around." Impulsively, Vette took Jaesa's hand and tugged her toward the eastern side of the ship. Jaesa gasped and felt a tingle shoot through her arm at the twi'lek's touch. "We'll just avoid the cockpit because someone is being a grouchy jerk!" Vette shouted to the helm. Jaesa gasped and pressed herself closer to Vette, fearing ultimate wrath from the Sith. When nothing happened, when Yoko did not come storming out of helm entryway with red fury, Jaesa relaxed a little. Vette noticed this and grinned. "She knows better than to mess with me." She explained proudly. Though on the inside Vette was a little nervous of repercussions. Yoko and Vette weren't exactly on good terms right now.
"I-I see." Jaesa didn't quite believe her but didn't question it either. Instead she focused on Vette as the twi'lek began to talk about the ship. She didn't understand what happened earlier. What was that feeling? And why did Vette's hand feel so warm in hers? She just didn't understand. But, their was no denying the tugging pull she felt in the Force between them. As if the Force was telling them to get closer.
Jaesa believed in honesty, she disliked liars and people pretending to be someone they weren't. Being able to read a persons true nature only enforced those feelings. So, she didn't think twice about how comforting it felt to be near the blue skinned twi'lek. It just felt...right. Jaesa smiled, subtly shifting closer to Vette. She felt like things were only going to be okay if Vette was around.
It was little things at first. The two would stay close together when they docked at the Imperial fleet to refuel and resupply. They would eat together, hunched over quietly talking...quietly laughing. One time she noticed them holding hands as they walked through the many shops in the business sector of the Imperial Fleet station.
Yoko grit her teeth so hard she was sure they cracked. It was all a load of nerf shit! She had been replaced, scooped up and plopped to the side of the streets like everyday trash. After everything she did for them? Getting Vette out of that prison, taking her shock collar off, sparing Jaesa's old master and her family? This was the thanks she got?
It was dead silent on the Fury. Everyone was sleeping except Yoko, who was still dressed in her black and red heavy durasteel battle armor. Her lightsaber was in her hand but it was not active. She flipped it, over and over again in her hand as she paced the main area of the ship and every time she passed her sleeping quarters she tensed, as if she wanted to spring inside and kill everyone within. She was upset, angry, livid, enraged, furious.
"Why are those two so close? What happened? I could feel Vette's annoyance for Jaesa on Hutta. Now they are...what? Friends?" She all but spat the last word as if it were a poison. "No, friends don't do what they do. They don't hold hands, sleep in the same bed." She thought closely on it, pacing the ship. To be fair, them sleeping in the same bed was more Yoko's fault than their own. She allowed them to sleep there while her small squad of soldiers kept the crew quarters. Still, it angered her that she wasn't a part of their world. Yoko wasn't good enough for Vette, the twi'lek made that clear. What was it about Jaesa that made Vette like her more and want to be in her company?
Jaesa Willsaam was a kind girl who loved to help people. Violence was a last resort for her. Gentle, kind, beautiful and loving. Everything Yoko was not. Was that what Vette wanted? A kind, loving, gentle soul? What about Jaesa, what did she want? Someone like Vette? Funny and energetic? Again everything Yoko was not. Yet she desired both of them. The Force telling her, pulling her in their direction.
The more she thought on the matter the angrier she got. The angrier she got the stronger the Force became. Energy was swirling around her, with the occasional lightning crackle from the Force sliding across the air. Yoko's fist was so tightly wrapped around the hilt of her lightsaber she felt it creak in protest.
Why wont they love me? She thought to herself in hate.
Then a voice that wasn't her own spoke. It was feminine, a high-soft spoken lyrical voice that seemed to ease Yoko's frayed mind a little. "Because you are monster to them, dear."
"I'm..."
"Not a monster?" Yoko couldn't say that. She knew she was.
This wasn't an uncommon occurrence. It had been the norm all her life. Voices that weren't her own, speaking to her from inside her head. They would stay for long periods of time. Sometimes they never spoke, but she knew they were there. Watching, listening, waiting.
The voice she called Sella continued. "How many lives have you taken just because you could? How many decisions were made for the sake of power? Look how you're acting right now, dear. Driving yourself to murder because you can not respect their decision."
Yoko froze in place. Murder? Was she seriously on the brink of exacting murder on the one girl...no, the two girls she actually wanted...l-loved in the galaxy? Jaesa too? When Yoko saw the Padawan in that warehouse on Hutta she felt a connection to her. The Force was linking her to the two women in such a way that made a bond undeniable. Was she really going to ruin all of that because she was...jealous of Vette and Jaesa's sudden close bond.
"Love is a strong emotion, child. It can drive people to insanity. It can connect warring nations. It is powerful and it is absolute. Even if you wanted to, dear, you wouldn't be able to kill either of them. So this brooding, will solve nothing but fester your anger." Sella said, her voice nothing but kind and caring.
Yoko grit her teeth once more. Her anger was still rising despite the words of Sella. As a Sith Pureblood she needed to unleash it before something terrible happened. But she couldn't unleash the full fury of her anger while on the ship. She would make them space dust. Instead she wrenched herself away from her the door to her bed chambers and headed to the cockpit. She had to hold on, just long enough to get to a planet, a space station, just...anything, instead of the ship.
They were already on their way to Taris, already in hyper space. It wouldn't be for another few hours at best. She sat in the captains chair and closed her eyes and began to meditate. She had to hold off for just a little longer. Just...a little longer.
Jaesa opened her eyes. Something had awoken her, something in the Force. The only other force user on the ship was her master. The feeling was dark and angry. Lonesome...and...depressed? Jaesa frowned and got out of bed. Her master had allowed her and Vette to take her bed. She thought it was kind of her. The bunk beds in the crew quarters weren't very comfortable, but Yoko's "captain's" bed was very relaxing and comfy. Vette continued to sleep on the large bed as she sat up. Jaesa smiled. In sleep, Vette looked cuter than she already was, innocent and pure. Jaesa reached out and stroked the blue lekku close to her. Vette shivered in pleasure and smiled stupidly in her sleep. The human giggled. Vette's lekku were sensitive, she had expressed as much as they got to know one another. She even explained the twi'lek race to her a bit. Having never had the chance to learn about the species, Jaesa was fascinated.
She put that out of her mind though. Right now she needed to get to her master and try to help. It was the least she could do after being taken care of like she has. She got out of bed and grabbed a spare blanket off the foot of the bed and wrapped it around herself. Then walked out of the bedroom and down the hall, following her force senses to her master. She tightened the blanket around her, trying to keep as warm as possible, while the life support systems kept the ship fairly warm, getting out of a warm bed into the cooler air was always uncomfortable at first.
Sitting on a chair, head bowed and eyes closed, was Yoko, seemingly asleep. Jaesa knew better. She was meditating. The intensity of the emotions coming off of her master were astronomical it was a wonder she hadn't snapped yet. It was a testament to the Sith's control over the Force and herself. She didn't want to interrupt, for she didn't know if that would anger her further. She hesitated, wondering if she should just go back to be.
Yoko made the decision for her when her eyes opened. Those red orbs flickered to the young human's face. "Jaesa. Is something the matter?" She asked. Her voice was strained, as if it was taking all over her focus to not snap right at that moment.
"I..." Jaesa paused, wondering if she should say anything. She took a breathe and decided to forge ahead. "I felt you. You are in pain. I...I wanted to see if I could help. You have done a lot for me and I..." She broke off, her master getting the point. All she was doing now was rambling and she knew Yoko didn't like that.
Jaesa watched as the tension seemed to slowly drain from the warriors body. She scoffed and gripped the arm rests of her chair, Jaesa could hear them creak in protest. It was frightening because she knew the chairs were straight low-grade durasteel. "Help me? How would you help me? Why would you help me?" She asked. "All I've done to you is take you from your home. From family and friends all because I require your skills. I know what I am, Willsaam. I am a monster." Yoko looked up and her eyes bore into the human's own. "I've seen you two together, Jaesa. I hate it. Do you know what I was planning to do only an hour ago because of that?"
Jaesa didn't need to answer she could see it in her masters eyes. The pain and loneliness in them. The constant rage brewing, the fear and sadness of isolation. But also the desire, the hope and love she had for Vette and herself. It was sad to see her strong leader like this. So she put on a kind smile and walked towards her master. She knew what she had to do. She had to make her feel loved. Yoko was jealous of Vette and herself. She had to show Yoko that she was mutually wanted as well. Jaesa opened the blanket and sat down in her master's lap and wrapped the blanket around them both. Yoko stiffened, a surprised look came across her face, but didn't rebuke her actions. "What you say is true, Master. But...you could have killed my former master. You could have killed my parents, tortured me by killing Nomen Karr and corrupted me to see only the dark side of the force. But you did not, you let me be who I am. Who I want to be. Even if that were not the case I..." She paused, wondering how she could word this. "I can feel a connection to you, Master. The force pulls me to you in a way I can not explain, but I do not deny its pull. I know Vette can not feel this connection like we can. But if Vette will not take you and hold you like she should. Then I will."
Jaesa leaned in, snuggling against Yoko's chestplate. The Sith was beside herself with confusion. The rage she had felt earlier was all but gone, mingling in the back of her mind, just waiting to get out. But for now it was content to feel the human woman against her. With only slight hesitation she encircled her arms around the smaller girl and pulled her as close as she could. A sudden surge of warmth blossomed in her breast. A small smile spread its way across the Sith's lips. Now this...was something she could get used to. "I feel it too, Jaesa." Yoko whispered softly. The two sat there in silence as the ship continued its journey through hyper space to Taris. Before long, they feel asleep in each others arms.