Thank you all so much for the faves/follows/reviews, honestly the response from the first chapter was amazing, thank you all! I hope this chapter is enjoyed just as much too.
So the action was meant to be in this chapter but it was way too long, so has been moved to the next one. There is still some action but its more about plot building than the badass violence I am more fond of, but next chapter will have plenty.
All mistakes are mine, and my StarWarian knowledge was helped along by my good friend, who know's who he is, Thanks buddy ^_^
Okay I am running out of things to say, which sucks 'cuz I just know this will be posted and then I'll remember what I had to say. Oh wait there it is, I remember now. I have had reviewers saying that this should be in the Star Wars/RWBY crossover section, but apart from being in that world, I don't believe it would be suited there. A matter of my opinion, sorry if it annoyed anyone though.
Anyways, onwards with the chapter. Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: Still not mine.
Two days after Yang had spent the night in her sister's room, plotting and planning so far into the night that the Sith had allowed the older girl to stay, the blonde started to notice the odd behaviour from the other Troopers.
At first it was nothing, the wider berth they'd give her, the slight glances and unasked questions on the tips of her roommates tongues, but now it had grown to full on staring, almost demand answers without asking.
She could handle them, they were just Stormtroopers after all, that was until the Captain got wind of her night in the Sith Lord's bedroom.
Yang was in the training room at the time, practising shooting with her fellow Troopers, who still insisted upon being obvious with their whispering and glances, when the doors at the side of the room slammed open with authority, causing all gym-clothed Stormtroopers to snap to attention. As one they turned, and Yang had to hold in her annoyed groan at the sight of who had come to interrupt their training.
The Stormtrooper Captain.
The Captain's gaze immediately locked onto Yang and she marched towards the vulnerable blonde, having the obvious advantage with her reflective armour and blaster, as well as a room full of loyal Troopers.
Yang swallowed nervously.
"Y14-X7, why have I received word that you were summoned to Darth Reaper's chambers the evening prior to last." She demanded, hand resting on the hilt of her blaster threateningly.
Yang shrugged.
"She wanted to come speak to me."
The Captain's grip on the gun increased, and she took another threatening step towards the other woman, both of them being the same height.
"Do not test me Y14-X7, this is a first-hand order from your Captain, tell me what she wanted."
The blonde felt a small tremor of fear slither down her spine when the Troopers all tensed and took a slightest of steps closer towards her and the Captain.
"…I also received a first-hand order from Darth Reaper herself not to repeat to anyone what occurred in her bed chambers."
The Troopers all shared a glance and Yang mentally winced.
'Great choice of wording there Yang, absolutely fantastic.'
The Captain's grip on her blaster increased so much, Yang imagined her knuckled would be turning white.
"And why would the great Darth Reaper want to talk to you? You're nothing, just another face among the masses. Why would she waste her time and breath… on you?"
Yang's eye twitched, and she felt the rebellious side inside her she had long since buried rearing its angered head. Fuelled with irritated rage, the blonde leant her head slightly forwards towards the Captain's mic.
"What's wrong Captain, you jealous?"
She instantly regretted it the second she said it, pure dread filling her when the Captain's hand left her gun and went straight for Yang's neck, wrapping around and lifting her off of the metal floor.
"No one will notice when you're gone, just another none existent face, soon to be replaced." She commented over the sounds of Yang choking, clawing at her armoured and gloved hand as she tried to free herself from the grip.
"Darth Reaper won't even know you've gone."
Anger sparked again, and in her fury Yang raised her elbow, using strength she didn't know she had, and slammed it into the Captain's helmet. The sound must have rung sharply, as the Captain faltered just enough for Yang to break the hold and fall into a roll, away from the Captain who reached for her.
Yang stood in a graceful manner and brought her fists up to her face in a boxers pose, watching the Captain with a steady gaze as the shiny Stormtrooper straightened.
"You just attacked an Officer, which can be seen as a sign of treason. Restrain her."
Suddenly all the Troopers were moving towards her, and the Yang's heart skipped a beat when she realised the severity of her situation. As one Trooper lunged for her, and she side stepped and smacked the back of their un-uniformed head to knock them out, only to be replaced by two more who charged at the blonde, she had one definite thought.
'Damn it, I'm fucked.'
On the other side in the space station, Darth Reaper was sat with her eyes shut in nothing more than a black button up shirt, black pants and black combat boots. Behind her lids her eyes were twitching furiously, breath becoming laboured as a phantom feeling of fear and pain started to burst through her body.
Then, with a shuddering breath, yellow and red eyes snapped open, fury burning within. Without a second thought to her attire, the young Sith grabbed the lightsaber from the table beside her and stormed out of her room.
Yang considered herself to be doing fairly well against the mass of Troopers, and even the Captain would be at loath to admit she internally agreed. Having trained with uncle Qrow for years before his demise, the blonde was rather skilled at hand to hand combat, and considering the Stormtroopers were only really used for blasting things, she had an advantage. Six Stormtroopers lay at the ground around her, unconscious or groaning in pain, and as she swiftly kicked another in the stomach, a seventh joined the group on the floor with a huff.
Turning to face the next on comer, Yang was surprised, and a little relieved, to not that no more were attempting to attack her. That relief vanished when she realised why however, looking up to see the Captain with her blaster in hand, trained firmly to Yang's head.
"It is a shame you failed to succeed in being a Stormtrooper, one day you could have been a Captain." The silver Trooper commented, an obvious smug tone in her voice as her finger slid to the trigger of the blaster.
Yang faced the silver woman head on, a patronising grin in place despite the anguish she felt inside. After all, Ruby finally spoke to her again, and they were planning an escape, only for her to be killed a few days later. Typical.
"Spare me the evil villain bull crap, if you're gonna shoot me I recommend you do it now."
The Captain let out a somewhat breathy laugh, and perfected her aim. In a second Yang went from standing to on the floor in pain, holding the side of her steadily bleeding stomach with a sharp grimace, blood seeping over and between her fingers.
"Well, I… didn't expect you… to- actually- do it… you're the… worst evil villain… ev..er…"
She looked up and saw that the Captain was now stood over her, and a shiny boot quickly kicked her over. A grunt slipped past her lips despite her attempt to hold it in, and the blaster was once again out, pointed at her head.
"Don't worry about the Reaper, she will barely even notice your disappearance."
Before Yang could make up some snarky reply, the Captain clenched her finger around the trigger, causing a red laser to begin to build up in the tip, aimed straight for Yang's skull. The blonde's eyes snapped shut, waiting for the nothingness she was certain she would meet.
"What on Remnant do you think you're doing."
Yang's eyes snapped open, and like all in the room, looked at the door towards the person who had shouted.
They wore dark clothes, and in their right hand was an unmistakable hilt of a saber. They all looked to the person's face, and Yang was the only one who gasped quietly in shock.
It was her, Darth Reaper, the Youngest Sith Lord, Enforcer of The First Order, her sister.
Ruby.
Her voice was sharp, her words probably able enough to cut those they were aimed at just as well as the lightsaber in her grip. When the Captain turned to the helmetless form of her sister, Yang also remembered that the Captain hadn't seen her face before.
In fact, Yang supposed only herself and Supreme Leader Fall had actually seen the girl's face before, until now that is.
"This is not the business of one of Supreme Leader Fall's experiments. Be gone creature, before we make you leave."
A dark sneer overcame her sister's face, the red in her eyes flashing with rage.
"Experiments? I am no experiment Captain." She spat. The Captain scoffed, seemingly not figuring out who she was, and faced the girl.
"I have no time for this. Grab the girl."
Two Troopers were faster than the others, and immediately were on the girl as the Captain turned her back, raising the gun to Yang's head once more. Yang barely noticed the Captain, unable to tear her eyes away from the sight of her sister.
Ruby stared as the two armourless Troopers sprinted at her, and in a casual movement with her wrist, extended her red lightsaber. Obviously the Troopers faltered in their steps, but by then it was too late.
The girl turned on the spot and jumped from the ground, extended her arm and swung it down on the first Trooper, cutting them across the chest. They fell with a painful yelp, their flesh burning, but as Ruby turned to the second Trooper, Yang noticed that the cut was deep enough to cause pain, but not to kill.
Having landed with one knee up, the other on the ground, the short woman pushed with her right leg towards the second opponent, causing her body to turn twice with speed and elegance of a Sith, and cut through the Trooper's leg. They too fell with a yell, and with a third and final turn Ruby was on her feet. The Sith snapped her head up and saw the Captain pointing her gun at Yang, and her face contorted into one of fury. Her left hand came up by her head and closed into a fist, freezing the Captain, and then pulled it back behind her head.
As though she were tethered to a rope which had been pulled, the silver Stormtrooper suddenly flew backwards through the Troopers who were paralysed with fear, turning in mid-air to face the Sith, and freezing in the air before the girl. Ruby's hand came in front of her face, and the Captain started to groan.
"Next time, make sure you know who you are addressing, Captain." She spat, teeth clenched together as a horrible grin came over her face. Yang noticed how her sister was holding her saber, having seen her held it like that many times before a person had met their end.
"Ru-Reaper!"
Yang scrambled to her feet, grunting when her stomach convulsed violently, and her yellow shirt stained even redder. Ruby snapped her head towards her sister, seeing the state she was in, and the Captain choked louder as the grip on her grew tighter. Ruby leant her head by the Captain's helmet, teeth bared and eyes burning into her.
"If she dies, I will make sure the pain you suffer shall make you wish for the same fate."
Her hand slapped to the side, throwing the Captain of the Stormtroopers with it, sending her crashing onto the opposite side of the training room. She glanced at the two soldiers groaning in pain by her feet and nodded her head towards them.
"Get them to the medical wing."
"Yes Darth Reaper!"
Ruby ignored them as they helped their fallen friends, running straight to Yang with her face blank and impassive. She knelt next to the blonde who was now on her hands and knees, and the older girl grinned with a bloody smile.
"Yes s-sis. F-fanc-y meeting yo-u here!"
Ruby rolled her eyes and pushed Yang onto her back, lifting her shirt to examine the bloody hole in her side. She examined the wound, lightly pushing on the inflamed flesh around the blood, wiping some of the red away to get a good look at the injury.
"…Looks like the Captain only set it to a low setting to hinder you, not kill immediately. If left for a few more minutes t could prove to be fatal however."
Yang gurgled a laugh.
"I k-now how a b-la-ster w-works sis."
Ruby hummed and quickly met her sister's eyes.
"Well then, I apologise in advance."
"For wha- argh!"
Ruby's face hardened at the sound of pain which came from her sister, but did her most to ignore them as she shoved two fingers in the bullet hole in the side of her stomach, pressing hard and pushing against the bleeding insides. Some blood leaked out despite this, and so she pressed even harder.
"Try not to struggle, otherwise the bleeding will not slow down enough for us to get to the medical wing."
Yang clenched her teeth and tried to stay as still as she could, bar the grunts as the younger girl tried to find the main source of the bleeding. After a few moments she felt the fingers press hard and stay still, and let out a shuddering breath.
"Got it?" she asked, and her sister nodded in acknowledgment.
"Yes, now come on before you bleed out on the floor. Which is certainly not the most elegant way to go."
Yang snorted and was proud of herself when no sound of pain slipped past her lips as Ruby holstered her lightsaber, heaved her arm around her shoulder, wrapped her free hand around her waist and stood.
"I trust you can walk?"
"Gah, yeah. Damn Rubes, let me tell ya," Yang paused to have a breath as her sister straightened up her posture a little more, having to deal with the weight of the older girl who was leaning heavily on her, and walked them out of the training room past the emotionless Troopers who remained.
"Tell me what Yang?"
"… Well, your future girlfriend will appreciate the size of your fingers a lot better than I do right now."
Ruby groaned and shook her head, walking quicker when some more blood seeped out of the wound, pushing harder with her fingers, which were now coated in the thick sticky liquid.
"Oum, I forget how bad your jokes were."
"Puns, d-ear sister, t-hey a-re puns. Heh, besides, wh-who said I wa-s kidding about girlfriend? Y-you're a real keeper!"
"Yang shut up before you kill yourself."
"Ho-w would I-?"
"I have a terrible temper."
Yang glanced at her sister, her voice the wholeness of being serious, but one glance at those yellow and red eyes told her all she had to know; her sister was bantering with her.
"Well, y-you shoulda s-een when t-this du-de burned s-so-me of my h-air." She laughed, her head spinning a bit. Ruby sped up even faster.
"Yang shut up before I knock you out."
"We-ll, you may no-t need to bother…"
"What?"
"Well I think I-I'm…"
Ruby's eyes widened when suddenly the weight over her shoulder sagged against her frame completely, having to catch herself before she dropped the now dead weight of her heavier muscle bound sister.
"Fuck, shit, no, no, no…"
She closed her eyes to focus, she needed to stay calm, like she was trained to. She needed Yang, otherwise her escape would fail. She needed the Trooper, that was all, for her own benefit.
Defiantly not because despite everything, she still loved her sister.
Not at all. She was a Sith. Yang was a means to an end.
Now with her focus back, Ruby could summon what she needed the most in that moment; The Force.
The weight on her back lifted slightly, and with a heaving grunt Yang's arms were moved to be around her neck, her front against Ruby's, legs around her waist. It wasn't the best position to carry the older girl, but Ruby needed to keep her fingers in the other girl's wound, especially if she was already unconscious. Using The Force to support some of the girl's weight, Ruby began to walk again, much faster than she had previously, to the point where she was just shy of sprinting.
'I really must order the Commander to have more Trooper patrols, where are all the infernal fools?'
While she found it strange that they had run into no actual patrols, the thought left Ruby's mind as soon as she entered the medical wing.
"I need assistance!" she shouted as soon as she had stepped into the room, catching the attention of all patients and doctors immediately. They ran over and took the blonde from her, placing her onto a transfer trolley and wheeling the unconscious blonde away within seconds. One of the nurses came up to her, handing her a towel and some anti-bacterial spray for her hand.
"What happened?" he asked her, clearly not knowing who he was, and she wanted to keep it that way. Now her rage had simmered away she realised that openly revealing her face to the Troopers was a bad move, as if they were ever recognised by the First Order after escaping, death would be a better hope for whatever would happen to two traitors.
"The Captain of the Stormtroopers took punishment too far." She answered, the nurse nodded and looked pointedly at her hands.
"You stopped them?"
"Yes, I did."
"Good, I am glad you did. I recommend you clean your hands though now ma'am, just to be safe."
Ruby looked at her hand, it was practically coated in blood, her sister's blood. Her eyes hardened and she squirted some anti-bacterial liquid onto her hand. The nurse was still looking at her, and she waited for the question to come.
"Hey, may I ask? What's made your eyes those colours?"
Ruby smirked and met his pale green with her vibrant eyes, making him step back slightly.
"Life choices. Now I want you to inform the head Doctor that Darth Reaper wants that Trooper healed as soon as possible. There is a mission which she is needed on."
The nurse's eyes bulged and he took another step back.
"Darth Reaper?! Why, why would the Lord Reaper want her in particular?!" He asked in shock, not realising how close to pissing off said Reaper he was.
Ruby's smile became forced, and she tilted her head. There was one sure fire way she could make sure her sister would be treated with the respect she needed, she just hoped the other woman would be freaked out by what she was about to say.
"Well, I heard the Reaper has quite the taste for blondes, if you catch my meaning."
Suddenly the nurse's cheeks were really rather warm, and he looked away.
"Ah, well."
"So make sure she is given the best treatment. Wouldn't want the Reaper to be angry would you now?"
The flush was replaced with white as the nurse paled and nodded his head.
"Yes! Of course! I shall inform the doctor immediately!"
"Good boy, go."
He practically tripped over his own feet to get after the doctors' who had left to the operation room with Yang. Ruby watched him go, and despite the thankfulness she had for the power that just her name had, she still felt the sinking feeling of regret also.
Her hands shook.
'Calm down Ruby, just go back to your room, you need to be the Reaper just a little longer, then you are free.'
With a determined expression the woman turned sharply on her heel and stormed back to her room. She arrived in record time and deadlocked her door. She wanted no interruptions until she was once again ready, until she was once again Darth Reaper.
She changed quickly, putting on a different black shirt which had a high collar up her neck, a pair of black leather fingerless gloves, black trousers, combat boots, a black and red lined cloak, and a leather belt.
Completely dressed, apart from the helmet, the young Sith paused to look in the mirror. She stared at herself, wondering how fate had fallen so that this was who she now had to be. With a sigh she raised her left hand, her battle scarred helmet flying to it as though pulled by rope.
Once again she stared at the visor, feeling all her angst and emotions fade away.
After all, she couldn't face Supreme Leader Fall with an array of feelings, then the Leader would know for certain something was wrong. She was very good at things like that.
Soon her eyes gave away no emotion, and with a huff of breath the helmet was over her head again, Ruby Rose had gone, Darth Reaper had returned.
The woman reattached her lightsaber to her hilt and stopped by the door. Leant against the wall was her larger hilt, and making a snap decision she attached it to her back holster. Now she was ready, the Sith left the room in a steady march.
Supreme Leader Fall knew Darth Reaper was coming, she would recognise the unusual feel of the younger woman's influence of the Force from anywhere. It was so unlike the others she had felt, rather filled of either rage or fury, the woman was simply determined. It reminded the Supreme Leader of herself, which may have been why Darth Reaper was her favourite Sith.
The feeling of determination was coming closer to her, and the Supreme Leader let a sly smile slip into place. She needed to control the room when Darth Reaper arrived, as from what the Captain had just informed her, the woman might possibly still be angry.
She leaned her head to the side when the feeling got closer, tilting her head towards one of the two motionless people stood either side of her throne.
"Tell me, Emerald, what do you sense?"
The person to her left tensed, and she could feel the irritation coming off of him in waves. She chose to ignore it; it wasn't unexpected for him to be jealous of his friend. After all, not everyone was attuned to the force.
"Someone is coming, they are strong," the green haired girl said, back straight as emerald eyes stared straight ahead.
"Indeed, and so I feel like I should warn both of you to not anger her. Stay back and stay quiet."
The two immediately stepped back to the shadows which surrounded the throne, Cinder knew that Darth Reaper would still be able to sense them, but it was the thought that counts.
The doors to the throne room opened and the Sith walked into the large dark room. Her helmet shifted to nigh vision for a moment, not that she needed it, to aid her in walking to the throne where the Supreme Leader sat the epitome of deadly perfection. The pale skinned woman smiled at her, lightly running her thumb across her chin.
"Darth Reaper, you come to me with good news I hope?"
Reaper stopped at the bottom of the steps up to the throne and dropped to one knee.
"Yes Supreme Leader, I have located a possible rebel base from the interrigations which took place a few weeks ago."
She stood when Cinder gestured for her too, and so she saw as the expression on Supreme Leader Fall's face shifted into one of minor suspicion.
"Strange, the villagers and rebels you had captured have been dead for some time too, why is it that only now do you tell me that you have information?"
Reaper bowed her head in apology.
"I am sorry for the wait, Supreme Leader, but at first the information was scattered and made no sense, now we have it cracked. They were coordinates to an area of space where we have little knowledge on, so it took longer than usual."
Cinder nodded and moved her hand to the arm of her throne, tapping her fingers against the metal in thought.
"Very well, then you shall go to this location as usual."
Reaper bowed her head.
"Thank you Supreme Leader, although if you don't mind, I also have a second issue of which to bring to your attention."
"Hm, is this the issue of you almost killing the Captain of my army over a measly Stormtrooper?"
Cinder and Emerald felt the violent spark of fury those words caused, despite how well it was hidden a second after it had occurred. The Leader knew she'd hit a mark.
"Yes, the Captain attacked the Stormtrooper unprovoked, and if I had not interfered then the Stormtrooper would now be dead."
"The thing is, Dear Reaper, that Stormtroopers die all the time. It is practically their greatest strength, but the Captain has many other strengths which I value."
Reaper held back her emotions this time, still annoyed she had let her anger slip through before.
"I am requesting for the Captain to be punished for this, Supreme Leader. They are my soldiers too and I can't have them think that murdering each other over petty squabbles is acceptable."
Cinder tilted her head, a knowing smirk creeping into place.
"I am beginning to think you have ulterior motives here, Dear Reaper. Perhaps your interests in this Trooper are far more… intimate than you are letting on."
Reaper bit her tongue and didn't speak. Cinder took the silence as confirmation and laughed airily to herself.
"Fine, don't speak. I will suspend the Captain from all ranks for two weeks. I hope that is good enough for you?" she asked, although Reaper knew she was merely saying it to appease her.
She nodded.
"Good, I wouldn't want my favourite Sith to be unhappy now, would I?"
She chuckled, when a thought seemed to come to mind.
"Oh, I almost forgot. I want you to take someone new with you on your next outing for the rebel hunt. Mercury, come out here."
Reaper watched as the man she had sense stepped out from the shadows behind her throne. He was tall, with lightly tanned blemish free skin, broad shoulders and silver hair. He had an arrogant smirk on his face, and Reaper immediately disliked him.
She saw the lightsaber on his belt and held in a groan.
"I don't need a Padawan, Supreme Leader."
"He is no Padawan, Mercury here is different, in that he cannot sense or use the Force. He is however, the perfect specimen to be trained as a Sith Knight, if you will. He will use the lightsaber, but will not be able to use the Force."
Reaper stared at him.
"A false Sith then. A phony wielding a weapon he cannot understand."
The boy's face hardened, then his lightsaber was in his hand and red burned from the end.
"Do you want to fight me then, see how phony I am?" his voice was calm but furious, and Reaper's hand twitched towards her own saber.
"As much as I would love to cut you down to size, I'm pretty sure Supreme Leader Fall, and not to mention the incredibly angry individual stood behind Supreme Leader's throne, wouldn't be too happy with me for doing so."
The boy took an angry step down towards her, only to freeze with a shocked expression on his face. His eyes looked around for the cause, and was shocked to see Supreme Leader Fall staring at him with a concentrated gaze, one he had seen her use when teaching Emerald about the Force.
"Now now Mercury, what did I tell you? Talented you may be, but you just insulted the Sith Lord Darth Reaper, who happens to be my favourite member of The First Order. So I'd appreciate you being much friendlier to her in the future, for your own benefit."
He was forced backwards next to the throne, and positioned in an official Trooper stance, arms behind back and chest pushed out. Humiliation rolled off of him in waves, and it made the Reaper smirk.
"So my Dear Reaper, I trust this won't be an issue for him to join you on your next venture?"
She held in her contempt, accepting the inevitable, and nodded.
"It would be for a more humours journey if he did join, so it would be no problem Your Grace."
Cinder smirked.
"Good, then you can venture off in two days' time. Report back to me as soon as you return."
Reaper nodded, and fell to one knee in a bow again.
"Yes Supreme Leader Fall, I do as you command."
Cinder waved her away, and with so the young Sith stood, turned heel and left the dark chamber. Her eyes quickly adjusted to the brightness outside thanks to her helmet, and she stared to walk down the corridor towards the medical wing.
After all, she had to make sure her sister was being treated right. That and make sure she would be ready to walk again in two days' time.
She also had some minor worries that her sister might not be ready for them to leave with such a short amount of time, but they were quickly quelled inside her. Besides, when she told the older woman they would be leaving she could guarantee that the woman would practically jump for joy, despite the doctor's orders.
Reaper was glad for the mask in that moment, it made hiding her smile at the image much simpler.
Soon she could leave, soon she could be Ruby Rose once again. Just for a few more days she had to be Darth Reaper, and then?
Freedom.
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I am really bad at A/N's tonight, I can't think of any of the things I wanted to say, goddamn. Ah well, I', gonna blame it on it being Christmas/New Years which messed me up, 'cuz reasons.
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