"The Darth title was more than just a symbol of power; it was a claim of supremacy. It was used by those Dark Lords who have sought to enforce their will on the other Masters. It was a challenge — a warning to bow down or be destroyed" ― Sith Blademaster, Kas'im

Sith Gothic 2

Part 10

"How'd it go?" Mira asked as we headed back to the ship "I didn't want to overhear any big Jedi secrets so I hung back. Everyone's gonna meet at the ship in about thirty minutes. I was hoping…"

Her voice suddenly grew hesitant.

"I was hoping I could be one of those people" she then quickly said.

No surprises here.

"Why do you want to join us?" I asked

The bounty hunter shrugged.

"From what I've heard, you've got quite the job to take care of, and I could help, you know. I'm good at a lot of stuff, mostly surviving. I'm sure that skill would come in handy for the kinds of things you're doing".

That I didn't doubt.

"Why is anyone else doing it?" Mira then asked

I considered this.

"They all have their reasons, I guess," I replied "The Handmaiden is spying on me for her mistress. Vasis wants to keep me alive until we reach her master. Kreia wants me to destroy the Sith she trained, and Atton... well I honsetly think he has nothing better to do".

I could tell that Mira was confused.

"You could ask them yourself, but I doubt I'd get a straight answer from most of them" I told the red head.

For some reason she wasn't discouraged.

"Then welcome aboard, Mira" I said.

The bounty hunter tried not to look too pleased as the two of us caught up with Visas and Atton, but shew couldn't hide her excitement from me. But only because I had the Force.

(Line Break)

Within the Starboard dormitory of the Ebon Hawk, Visas Marr and I meditated together. Well she meditated, I was too distracted to focus.

"What is it that clouds your thoughts?" She asked.

I stroked my beard, which I noted needed trimming, as I considered the answer.

"Do you ever feel like your being watch, when inside this ship I mean?" I asked

I was still getting the feeling of being watched, and I wondered if it was just me who sensed it. I'd theoried that perhaps someone was reaching out through the Force in an attempt to sense me, but that wouldn't explain why I felt the way I did. The feeling came and went, and while it could be one of Kreia's mind games I didn't belivie it to be so.

"My lord I have given myself to you, mind, body, and soul. What I feel does not matter, so long as I serve you" Visas said.

A short, simple answer, that wasn't really an answer.

"That's not the question I asked, Visas" I replied.

Rather unexpectly the Sith assassin moved forward to kiss me, and she did I ran my hand down her back, and gently cupped her ass.

"If I've given my body to you, then there's no need for me to remain clothed, is there?" she said.

It seemed that she wanted to distract me from my worrying thoughts. I didn't know why and I stopped caring as soon I started pulling at Visas' clothes. Piece by piece, she was slowly exposed to my view. Her breasts were two handfulls of fun. She was slim around the waist, and her ass, as pale as the rest of her, was curved wondefully. There was a small tangle of black hair below her stomach, she'd have to do something about that.

As Visas began working off my clothes, I took the time to run my hands up and down her body, feeling every inch of her soft and supple breasts. I toyed with her nipples, rubbing them gently between my forefinger and thumb, and then not so gently. Which resulted in some soft moans which I enjoyed hearing.

Then my hands wandered down, squeezing her ass. It was firm, and the skin was so soft, as she was all over.

"I have wanted this ever since you permitted me to stay" she whispered into my ear,

As she grabbed my cock and started lowering herself onto, she moaned quietly. Once it was firmly inside her, she started sliding up and down on it, her juices quickly coating my shaft.

As we fucked, I felt some of what Visas was feeling, briefly, through the Force Bond we were slowly forming. Her moans, and flushed red cheeks would have clued me into what she was feeling regradless.

Her body shook gently as she continued riding my cock, and soon she was panting heavily as she sped up. Next she slipped a hand down between her legs, toying with herself as she neared climax.

Sitting up straight, and throwing her head back, she thrusted herself down several more times, her legs shaking as she did, then she reached her orgasm, she couldn't fake one with me. I could sense her climax. Once she had finished she stopped movingm and was now breathing deeply in order to catch her breath.

"My turn, I said.

I guided her towards the wall, and then I guided her movements so that she was soon facing the bulkhead. Without being asked or gudided she stuck her hips out toward me, while leaning forward against the wall for support.

Once she was in place I slowly pushed myself inside her, and placed my hands on her hips. I started thrusting, slowly and gently at first, but after a sort time I picked up the pace

I only stopped to slap her ass, and to admire the handprints I made, it was very noticeable due to her pale flesh, and her ass bounced gently every time I smacked her rear end.

As fun as that was, as I enjoyed displaying my domiance, I was soon fucking her again and her moaning grew more intense. I fucked her vigorously, and climaxed once more. Clearly she liked what I was doing, that or the females of her species were just easier to please than the human women I'd done this sort of thing with.

I soon finished as well, and once I was done I sank back to the floor while Visas scurried off to go clean up.

(Line Break)

"The Jedi Order has been finished," Sion announced after striding on to his bridge uninvited. "I did what you with all your power you could not."

"You would not be wise to underestimate my power Sion," Nihilus replied.

"There is more," Sion continued. "Darth Traya yet lives. You did not kill her as you assumed."

Nihilus found it hard to focus. His hunger was beginning to growl within him, screaming to be filled.

"I'm not surprised. She was always the strongest of us. That was why you could not defeat her without my assistance"

"Our alliance is finished," Sion declared. "I have no need of you."

"As if you could have wiped an entire group of Jedi in one single day, you will always be dependent on me and my power" Nihilus said.

The hole within him that was his hunger was growing worse, widening and screaming to be sated.

"I have never needed you," Sion countered.

With that he drew his crimson bladed lightsaber and attacked. Nihilus fed from the all the gathered Sith Assassins that Sion had brought with him. For a moment he felt the satisfaction that he always felt for a short time afte he fed. Yet it was as if each feeding took away a part of his essence.

Then he tried to feed on Sion. He reached in and attempted to feed, but found no pulsing blue life to feed on. Instead, he felt a deep hatred that burned fiery hot within him. Just as he was dependent on his hunger, Sion's hatred was the only power that kept him from dying. Thus he couldn't feed upon Sion, but with the power he gained from feeding on life Nihilus couldn't be defeated. Stalemate.

"Do not test my patience further Sion," Nihilus warned

Sion did not reply, instead turned away, and soon he walked off the bridge. Nihilus let him go. He was certain to Sion would not try again any time soon.

(Line Break)

"What do you want, Kreia?" she asked.

Visas Marr did not look up from where she sat, cross-legged on the floor of the small room that had been provided for her. She did not need to turn to look at Kreia, she was blind, her eyes were nothing more than a useless remnant of a time when her species had been able to see more than others could imagine.

Instead, she watched the world through the Force, and the Force told her that her master's teacher was standing in the doorway, she was shrouded and as difficult to perceive as always.

"I wished to speak with you" the old woman said, her tone of voice hard to measure "Regarding your training under my student".

Now the Sith assassin was curoius, she and Gothic hadn't actually done any training, so Kreia had to be referring to other activity they'd gotten up to.

"What of it?" Visas said quietly

This time Kreia's tone of voice was not hard to judge.

"You will not bother him with your pathetic lusts" the old woman said with anger "He has greater concerns that your animal needs".

Visas surged to her feet, feeling the Dark Side fill her as she got ready to fight.

"How dare you dictate to me," she almost hissed at Kreia. "You are an old, feeble woman. You will leave now and speak no more of this. What transpires between Lord Gothic and myself is none of your concern. Teach him what tattered remnants of power remain to you, and stay out of our business".

The sith witch did not back down.

"I think not." Kreia said as her lips curled in a scowl. "You forget your place, tool of Nihilus. I think it past time you were reminded".

(Line Break)

"I don't like the fact that you have chosen the Sith world to be our next destination," commented Kreia. "You are not ready and neither are your companions".

This was not something I wanted to heard.

"I will do as I please" I told the old woman "And I have my reasons for going there next. Onderon is in a difficult political situation and Dantooine has been a mess ever since the Sith fleet destroyed the Jedi enclave. I have no desire to get involved with those worlds, well not yet anyway".

Kreia's lips curled into a smirk.

"Something tells me that you may not like what the others find out about you when we reach Korriban" she said.

I had nothing to hide.

"So what?" I asked "I was a student at the Academy on Korriban. I graduated, I was posted as militry govenor of Tatooine, then when Revan showed up I joined up with her. I've never tried to hide my past".

With that I headed towards a quieter part of the ship. Only I didn't find any peace.

"I want her off of the ship" the warrior woman said "I still don't think that we can trust her".

Somehow I didn't think she was talking about Mira.

"I presume we're talking about Visas" I said.

The Handmaiden nodded.

"You presume correctly" she said next "She cannot be allowed to stay here".

Hadn't we already spoken about this?

"I can't let her go" I told the warrior woman "I'm going to need her when I face her Master".

Since Visas never called me Master I knew that she wasn't my apprentice, but should I defeat her Master that would change, and I was sure that when the time came that Visas would chose to serve me.

"That does not mean that she should be accepted as one of us" the Handmaiden argued "She should not be granted full access to the ship, should not be allowed to listen to our conversations, to our plans. She could be a spy for whoever sent her to us!"

Well she wasn't a spy in the strictest sense. Her goal was led to her master when the time was right, I doubted she was sending him information on my movements.

"I could say the same about you. You're a spy for Atris" I reminded the Handmaiden "Besides Visas is my concern, not yours".

It was fair to assume that the Handmaiden was rehashing this issue because she knew I'd fucked my fellow Sith.

"That does not mean that I have to trust her" she said.

I shrugged.

"Not my problem" I stated.

The Handmaidne then changed the issue to where we were going, and by this point I'd had enough.

"If I want to go to Korriban, I will go to Korriban. If I want Visas to stay aboard my ship, Visas will stay aboard my ship" I said to the Handmaiden "I am Darth Gothic, Dark Lord of the Sith. I will do as I please."

(Line Break)

I was passing by the cargo bay when I noticed something odd. I moved a little closer to Brianna, and I found myself fascinated by the clothes she held in her hands.

"Why do you have a Jedi robe?" I asked.

She soon told me.

"It was… it was my mother's. I do not know her name. My father hardly spoke of her but… there was this one day where I stole into my father's quarters on the Republic ship where we were staying and there was this beautiful woman leaving his room. I hid behind a cabinet and watched her go. In that moment, I think I knew who she was. Later I was in the laundry area of the ship; I was very young, but Echani children are hardly ever treated as mere children so I often went off by myself. There were several Jedi staying aboard the ship at the time and it was their laundry that was going through the system. I saw… I saw this pile of freshly laundered silver-grey robes in a pile on one of the machines".

She paused for a moment before carrying on.

"They were like the ones that the beautiful woman wore. I took one, just one set of robes, and I hid them from my father. He didn't know that I had them, not until years later when my sister found them buried in my footlocker in the room that she and I shared, and she brought them to him. I thought he would be angry, but he let me keep them. He said that my other sisters had dozens of trinkets of their mother's so why shouldn't have my own mother's robes. And since then, I cannot remember a time when I have traveled without them. I look at them, and I always remember her as she walked out of my father's room".

If I recalled correctly her mother was one of the Jedi who had gone to war with Revan.

"I don't even know why I am telling you this" the Handmaiden admitted.

Now I had a question.

"It sounds as if your sister wouldn't have wanted you to keep these robes" I said "Why is that".

Flushing slightly, she answered,

"They would rather I had nothing of my mother's" she told me "They call me the 'Last of the Handmaidens' not because I am youngest but because they feel that I am the least talented at the fighting arts. They hate the fact that I am different, that my mother is not theirs and that their mother is not mine".

To me that sounded like someone was Daddy's favourite.

"The only thing I have of her is myself. Myself and this robe" the Handmaiden was now saying "Because of that, no matter what my sisters do, I will never give either of those things up".

I pondered what to say next.

"You know the Force tends to run in families" I told her "Just something to think about".