This is a fanfiction about SWtoR. Our pretty light sided Sith lord Veme Tabris and her newfound girlfriend Vette share some happy moments and finally things start to look up for them. But without their knowing dark schemes are formed and soon danger is to be faced again. Warning this is a Female Sith Warrior/Vette Fiction and also contains major spoilers for the Sith warrior campaign. So if you still haven't played that one or if you don't like homosexual relationships you should better not read this
Disclaimer: I don't own Star wars or any Npc's that are featured in this fiction.
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A Sith and her Slave chapter 2:
The next morning Veme woke up on her soft bed in her quarters. As she slowly drifted out of sleep she realized that something felt different in a pleasant way. The difference was that there was another soft, warm body snuggling to her side.
In an instant her memory of the previous night came back to the young female Sith. A happy smile brightened the redhead's expression. Her first night with Vette had been wonderful, to her at least.
She had to admit that the confession of the Twi'lek had actually surprised her but she wouldn't complain. She was quite fond of her blue skinned companion herself. If Vette was willing to turn their friendship into more than that Veme would happily comply.
Defeating Baras, surviving it and starting a relationship with Vette. It had surely been a good week thought the young Sith.
Suddenly the Twi'lek stirred besides her. Sleepily she opened her eyes and a vibrant smile lit her face as soon as she spotted Veme. "Good morning my Sith lord." She beamed: "I hope you slept as well as I did?"
Instead of giving an answer the human leaned forward and kissed her blue-skinned lover. Vette eagerly kissed back. When they broke apart the young Sith warioress finally replied: "Yes I slept very well. And let me tell you that you were wonderful last night." Vette blushed and retorted in her usual playful tone: "Yep of course I was. I'm wonderful in everything I do." Then she continued in a more serious way: "I still can't believe it actually happened. I mean you are the most wonderful person in the galaxy and I'm just an immature Twi'lek who started out as your slave. You could have almost every other girl or guy in the universe."
Veme smiled at her warmly and said: "Okay, first about guys: I tried it once or twice but I can't say I was very fond of it and for girls: I don't want any other girl. I want you. I love you Vette. "
The Twi'lek radiated happiness and retorted: "I love you too Veme." They shared another kiss and Veme then jokingly said: "By the way legally you are still my slave. I'm seriously trying to undo that, but all the bureaucracy I have to go through is taking an impossible amount of time. For an evil empire we sure have lot of laws and regulations."
Vette giggled: "Hey I won't complain. I don't even mind being your slave that much. My time as your slave was, crazy adventures aside, probably better than my entire other life. But maybe we should get up now. Otherwise that ship droid will annoy me about my sleeping schedule again." The young Sith warioress sighed but agreed. They got out of bed and started to get dressed. During that task Veme suggested: "I know my room isn't very big but if you want you can move in. I think you'd still have more space than in the crew quarters."
The Twi'lek flashed her a smile and answered: "I'd love to I'll just get my stuff." With that she left the room. The young Sith lord looked after her recently acquired girlfriend contently. After that vision on Voss she never thought she would even survive her confrontation against Baras but now her future was actually starting to look brighter.
As Vette left the room of her red haired lover she almost ran into Jaesa. "Sorry", she apologized. "It's okay, nothing happened." replied the former Jedi padawan, a knowing smile on her face: "Since you leave my masters room in the morning I think I know where you spent the night."
The Twi'lek just awkwardly scratched her neck in embarrassment. Jaesa apologized immediately: "Sorry I didn't want to embarrass you. And I seriously think that it is a wonderful thing that you finally had the courage to tell my master about your feelings. Since I was trained as a Jedi I don't know much about those things but I believe the two of you make a cute couple."
"Hey how do you know about my feelings? Have you been spying on my emotions?" inquired the Twi'lek. "No, I would never use my powers on my friends. In your case there was also no need of that." Replied the former padawan: "Your swooning looks, your behavior in my masters presence and the way you, excuse me, admired her backside when she was walking in front of us kind of gave you away. The other crew members even went so far as to bet, when you would tell my master. I find this behavior very disrespectful and impolite but I believe Malavai won the bet."
After successfully fighting her normal tone again Vette finally said: "Okay, apparently I'm not that good at hiding my emotions. Anyway I take all you just told me as a sign that the rest of the crew is at least okay with everything."
Jaesa nodded and explained: "As I already said, I myself am very happy for you two and congratulate you. Malavai stated that you and my master complement each other very well. Broonmark stated that a bond between two such fierce warriors is honorable and Pierce also stated his approval of a relationship between you and my master, although he did it in a quite perverse way. I don't really want to repeat his exact statement." "Well, I wouldn't have expected anything else from him." Laughed Vette. To herself she thought: "Things certainly went better than expected."
Clad in shining black heavy armor the figure approached the chambers of the Sith lord that had called for her service. Imperial soldiers that crossed her way respectfully made room for her. The figure was a young blonde human female roughly the age of 26. Her body was of average height, her figure lean and athletic. Her face was probably one of the most beautiful in the entire universe. It almost appeared angelic with the cute nose, the full lips and the shining blue eyes, framed by golden hair, styled into a ponytail.
But just like so often the appearance was deceiving. One look in her eyes was already enough to show how dangerous that woman really was. Her eyes were as blue as ice and just as cold. Her chilly gaze could even make the most powerful Sith lords shudder and the calculating intelligence in them was apparent and intimidating.
Her name was Zarka Haydon ad she was one of the most successful, if not the most successful, bounty hunters of the Sith empire. Never did she fail a single job. She was known for her ruthlessness, her iron will and her freely exhibited sadism. Being hunted by her meant death and nothing could save you.
Before Zarka could enter the Sith lords chamber another Sith stepped in her way. "My maser is meditating. He does not wish to be disturbed." Said the relatively young Sith pureblood who was seemingly an apprentice. The bounty hunters col gaze fixated him: "Your master called for my help. I'm a busy woman, so let me pass or you will regret it."
The young Sith was clearly enraged by Zarkas disrespectful tone: "How dare you speak to me like that you insignificant insect. I am Sith. Bow down before me or face my wrath. You owe respect to your betters."
The bounty hunters gaze now filled with pure disdain. Her voice became as cold as ice: "You may be a Sith but that is of no importance to me. You are still not even close to my league. Now for the last time: Step aside or I'll crush you like the worm that you are."
The Sith apprentices eyes widened and without another warning his lightsaber flew into his hands and a red blade flashed up. With an inarticulate cry of rage the young pureblood attacked the bounty hunter. The fight was over in a few seconds. Without even twitching an eye Zarka dodged the blade and grabbed he hand of the Sith firmly. Then the elbow of her free hand crushed down on the outstretched arm of her foe. The cracking sound of breaking bones and a shrill cry from the wounded apprentice echoed through the corridor. Next second the red lightsaber was already in Zarkas hand and in quick succession pierced trough both knees of her opponent.
Unable to hold himself upright the Sith apprentice slumped to the floor where he coiled up into a broken, whimpering bundle. Zarka shot him a last cruel smile and hung his lightsaber to her own belt: "I warned you, but you refused to listen."
Then she turned away entered the chambers of his master lord Larkos. The Sith lord was already awaiting her. The pale human male spoke with a deep voice full of authority: "Ah yes, the infamous bounty hunter who is known for never failing a single mission. I have to admit I envisioned you to look somewhat less lovely, but your skill still speaks for itself. You just defeated one of my apprentices in mere seconds. I let him welcome you because I knew his arrogance would inevitably provoke a fight with you in order to test your abilities. I am more than pleased by the way."
A smile crept on the hunters face: "Oh Sith and Jedi are my specialty. I love it to strip them of their illusions about superiority and watch their arrogance or inner peace crumble. But now my lord what is the reason you asked for my services?"
"Of course. You my dear hunter should feel honored. I am speaking for a member of the Sith-council. They do not wish to be officially involved in this affair though which is why I will give you all the necessary details." Zarka raised an eyebrow signaling her curiosity. The Sith lord continued: "An excellent opportunity for the empire is at hand. Imperial intelligence has gotten hands on secret information of the Jedi order.
They are starting to reestablish their presence on Coruscant. Now the important point is that imperial spies know the exact route of a republic ship full of Jedi younglings. My master in the Sith council plans to ambush the ship and kill all the younglings. Without them the Jedi orders future is more than uncertain. My master asked especially for you to lead the attack. Your job would be to board the enemy ship and kill every single living soul on it. Afterwards use the autopilot of the ship in order to send it back to the Jedi. It will break their spirit for once and for all. You would be in charge of a whole imperia battleship and a battalion of my own soldiers but you'd have to anticipate heavy resistance from republic soldiers and Jedi."
The blonde bounty hunter let everything sink in and finally asked: "Why does your master not want to be mentioned in any of this?"
"As you may have heard already, a new "Wrath of the emperor" recently appeared. That position is one of the few that hold even more power than the Sith council Well she quite forcefully stated that she would not accept any more random cruelty against non-military targets. So it is rather doubtful, that she would of a whole ship full of kids to be slaughtered. A weak and unworthy attitude, that will cause her demise in the end if you ask me. But for now she is still powerful enough to be dangerous for my master." Explained lord Larkos.
Zarka nodded: "I have heard of her. Veme Tabris. Celebrated as a hero by the civilians and slaves of the empire as well as by a rather large number of republican inhabitants and fiercely hated by most Sith and many high ranking Moffs. She singlehandedly stormed the base of the resistance on Balmorra and much more. I seriously hope that someday I will be assigned to kill her. She might be a challenge. But for now tell your master that I accept his mission."
"Perfect. Your imperial battleship already awaits your orders in the spaceport. You will ambush the republic ship near Nar Shadda in three days. Let no Jedi youngling alive. Slaughter them all. Make the Jedi suffer and break them for once and for all."
With a confident smile Zarka replied: "It will be my pleasure."