Knights of the Old Republic: Episode II
Ahmose Inarus
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Criminal Minds, and I most certainly do NOT own Star Wars.
SLASH WARNING! H/R
Chapter 14
PLANET: EN ROUTE TO CAROSI
LOCATION: BAU
TIME: MID DAY
Rossi knocked on the door to Hotch's quarters.
"Enter." Came the call, and Rossi opened the door. He stepped in, and looked at Hotch. "Dave." Hotch acknowledged.
"May I ask a question?"
"Sure." Hotch said, straightening and giving the man his full attention.
"… How do you know Reid is on Carosi?"
"He told me." Hotch said. "The Bond is strengthening every day. When I was playing bait in the Undercity, we were connected. And he, through me, used his Force Sight. And I could See the way he can. And… when I was fighting off the Rakghouls… he wielded his Force Lightning… THROUGH me." Rossi's eyes widened. "Have you ever heard of that?"
"… No… but I'm not the one to ask, either. You should talk to the Masters Cereni. See what THEY say." Hotch nodded. "The team is ready for you to brief us."
"Alright then." Hotch said, and followed Rossi to the conference room. A large hologram of Carosi was displayed. The team immediately gave him their attention. "I have talked to Reid several times over the last few days with our Bond. And he has informed me that he is being held prisoner on Carosi."
"Prisoner?" Seaver asked.
"By letting Master Virr go," Morgan explained, looking at the apprentice beside him, "He essentially betrayed the Sith. And so they have imprisoned him as a traitor."
Hotch nodded. "Exactly. He's being held in a cell in the lower levels of the Devil's Dome Pleasure Dome, which has been reconstructed and restored. He is being… punished… by Darth Trion, Darth Cenar… and Darth Nocturn." Morgan's eyes immediately darkened. "This place will be well guarded. But we are going for one reason, and one alone… We are going to capture Darth Livion, and bring Spencer back to the Jedi Order!" The team cheered.
"Get some rest. We'll need it…"
PLANET: CAROSI
LOCATION: DEVIL'S DOME PLEASURE DOME
TIME: EVENING
Reid opened his eyes the moment he felt it. The cold, filthy slithering feeling… His stomach twisted and his heart began to pound… Darth Nocturn was here… and he was coming for him. Reid knew how he operated, and he felt sick as he thought about what was in store for him. A moment later, the door opened and the monster stood before him.
"Well well." Came the greeting of the oily voice with the thick accent. "Darth Livion."
"… Darth Nocturn." Reid responded, staring at him. Nocturn stepped into the room and lowered the hood of his cloak. As always, he was dirty and unshaven, his sunken eyes dark in his sallow skin. The man grinned, and mossy teeth were shown. Reid swallowed down his nausea.
"I'm honored." Nocturn chuckled. "I've never worked with… another Sith Lord before. Not like you are anywhere near close to what a Sith Lord should be."
"Hence why I'm here." Reid said, watching the man's every move.
"Well… Yes. And I intend to enjoy this…" He sauntered closer, raking his eyes over the boy's naked body, and the young Sith Lord tensed, eyes growing wide. "Unfortunately… Lord Reaper said that I am not to… violate you." Reid visibly relaxed. "But he never said someone else couldn't. Or should I say… some THING else… An old friend of yours, perhaps?" A buzz sounded in the room, and the floor began to open, just in front of the chair that Reid was strapped to. And Reid's fear suddenly doubled. He struggled against his restraints, heart pounding in his chest as he stared down.
"No… No no… Oh, please, no!"
Spencer? No what? What's wrong? Reid gasped when Hotch asked him the question. He cried and shook his head. He couldn't let Hotch feel this. The man had felt the pain of a Vi'Tani attack, too... and he was already worried about Reid... no... Reid couldn't let Hotch feel this...
He cut off the Bond, slamming it closed and sealing it up tight. And then he looked at Nocturn, who was speaking.
"Did you know that some people actually fantasize about being with a Vi'Tani Pod? That's what this room was made for… So they could have a… close encounter. You're the Maiden Voyage for THIS Pod… Enjoy." And chuckling, Nocturn savored the sound as the boy began scream and plead as the Vi'Tani Pod was revealed. The chair began to move. Reid panicked as limbs were drawn out spread-eagle, and then his legs were forced up, knees towards his chest, completely opening his body to the gaze of Darth Nocturn, and the coming assault from the Vi'Tani. He thrashed desperately as the red mottled tentacles rose into his line of sight. The three yellow feelers on the Planters waved about, and the Feeders slithered up his chest and to his mouth. He closed it tightly and turned away. Then came the touches…
They were just as he remembered… soft, light touches at first… inquisitive stroking of his thighs and probing between his legs, figuring out his gender. But once it had, they went straight to work… one coiled around his throat, cutting of his breathing. And like before, as soon as he opened his mouth to breath, a Feeder forced it's way in. But this time, it did not give him the Nectar. Reid's eyes opened and he glanced down. And he saw why…
For the briefest moment, he almost felt sorry for the Vi'Tani… it had been… altered… mutilated… Several of its tentacles had been brutally hacked off… and tight metal rings were fitted around the base of them… for the Feeders, they were unable to secrete their Nectar… for the Planters, they would be unable to plant their eggs… A sick sense of relief filled Reid, until he remember that the Vi'Tani would still try.
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"Get him cleaned up. With luck, that uh… mindfuck…" Cenar chuckled to himself, "did the trick." And the Tobias and Amanda were left with Reid. Tobias looked down at his friend, still and silent on the floor, though he still trembled. After a moment Amanda fell to her knees, wrapped her arms around the trembling form, and she and Adam both wept…
PLANET: CAROSI
LOCATION: STAR PORT
TIME: PRE DAWN
The team disembarked from the BAU and left the Star Port of Carosi. They immediately headed to the Hutt District, all of them grim and determined. They were preparing for battle… while Darth Reaper may not be there, they knew that they would have to get through Nocturn, Trion, Cenar and Dualath to get to the reluctant Darth Livion…
Seaver was incredibly nervous, and stuck close to Master David Rossi. Morgan was seething with energy, fighting back the darker emotions of anger and a lust for vengeance. JJ and Emily were silent but exuded a deadly aura… but none were even able to compare with Aaron Hotchner. He intended to retrieve Spencer Reid, or die trying. He would NOT leave the boy in the hands of the Dark Lords any longer. It had been two years… and that was two years too long… And after his last contact with Spencer, he was secretly terrified. The boy had been frightened, and begging... what about, Hotch didn't know... Reid had closed off their Bond, and Hotch hadn't been able to reach him since... and this scared him...
They reached the dreaded Devil's Dome Pleasure Dome, and the four Gammoreans that guarded the entrance raised their axes, grunting a challenge.
JJ waved a hand and they flinched, then fled, squealing.
"What did you do?" Emily asked, impressed.
"The Mind Trick. Only a more advanced technique." JJ said with a smirk. "Fear."
"Cool." Emily grinned.
"You should see it when she uses Insanity." Morgan chuckled, and even Hotch smirked to himself as he recalled the particular incident in which he had witnessed JJ do just that.
"I save it for special occasions." JJ said to Emily. "Like on people who are keeping me from saving a friend." And they entered the Devil's Dome.
The lobby was quiet and empty. A lone droid sat at the front desk and looked up when they arrived. "Good evening!" The protocol droid greeted, brightly. "Welcome to the Devil's Dome! How may I assist you?"
"We're looking for Darth Livion." Hotch growled in a low, deadly tone. The droid paused.
"I'm sorry… I do not know what you mean."
"Garcia." Hotch commanded. The woman immediately raised her hand and the droid jerked, sparked, and then collapsed. "Let's move." And then team bolted for the double doors off to the left of the desk, leading into the massive Pleasure Dome.
"Shouldn't we split up?" Seaver asked. "Cover more ground more quickly?"
"This place is crawling with Sith Lords and Dark Jedi." Rossi said, shaking his head. "We need to stick together. We'll need the strength that comes in our numbers."
"Just stay close, kid." Morgan said, smiling at Seaver. She gave him a hesitant smile in return, obviously nervous at the prospect of facing one of the Sith Lords for the first time…
But the Pleasure Dome seemed quiet… Hotch was worried… they shouldn't have gotten that far in without meeting some type of security…
They entered a large, round room.
"… Spence?" JJ gasped.
There, in the middle of the floor, lay a still figure with shackles on his wrists. His clothes were tattered, streaked with blood and dirt. He wasn't moving. Hotch darted forwards.
"Aaron, WAIT!" Rossi cried out, eyes wide. But around him, all the others ran forward too. Only Seaver stayed by his side. After a moment, Rossi cursed and ran out after them, Seaver at his heels.
"It's a hologram?" Rossi heard JJ gasp.
"It's a trap!" Morgan yelped, and then the floor dropped out from underneath them. They fell into darkness, barely able to detect the floor in time to drop and roll, using the Force to cushion their fall. They all landed in crouches, Lightsabers blazing. They looked around… Slowly, laughter began to float to their ears… then more and more… and finally, when the lights went up, the team found themselves in a pit, and surrounding the edges were dark Jedi.
"Well, well, well… Aaron Hotchner."
Hotch turned and narrowed his eyes. "Vincent."
"Vincent is dead, Aaron."
"Darth Cenar, then." Hotch corrected himself. A moment later, Darth Dualath hopped up onto the edge of the pit, a few yards to the right of Cenar.
"… Looking for something?" She asked sweetly, her tone betrayed by the dark grin on her face.
"Adam…" Hotch said, gently. Amanda narrowed her eyes.
"Don't you talk to HIM." She snapped.
"Well… that was different…" Rossi mumbled, frowning. Seaver looked at him, nervous and confused. "She used to say that Adam doesn't need us… Adam isn't here anymore… But she just told us not to talk to him…"
"That means Adam is back." Morgan nodded. "And he's listening."
"Adam…" Hotch said. "Where is Spencer?"
"Darth Livion!" Amanda snapped, hopping down from the ledge and beginning to walk the circumference of the pit a sassy swing in her hips as she went.
"Darth Livion." Cenar repeated. And voices rang up all around them.
"Darth Livion."
"Darth Livion!"
"Darth LIVION!"
"Darth Livion!"
"DARTH LIVION!"
"DARTH LIVION!
"DARTH LIVION!"
The team was nearly deafened by the shouts that now rose from the throats of all of the Dark Jedi around them. And then, suddenly, they all went silent. And they were all looking behind the team and to their left. Slowly, the team turned.
"… Spencer…" Hotch gasped, eyes wide.
"No…" Emily breathed. "We're too late…"
Spencer was crouched on the edge of the pit, staring at them… his eyes were red rimmed, and yellow in color. His skin was white and translucent, veins standing out on his face. His hair was nearly black, and hung around his face and shoulders in long greasy tangles, and his Double Bladed Lightsaber was clutched casually in one fist. His elbows rested on his knees, and he slowly tilted his head to the side as he regarded the Jedi Knights before him.
A moment later, Amanda hopped up onto the ledge beside him, smirking.
"Livion, my love…" Slowly, Livion turned his head towards her, though his eyes never left the team. "… Destroy them."
There was a pause, but then, with an animalistic roar, Livion leapt from his perch, bearing the blades of his Lightsaber as he came down amongst the team. They all dodged, and when the dust settled Morgan and Livion were dueling their way across the bottom of the pit, their blades spinning around them.
But Morgan was more than a match for the young Sith Lord. He spun and Livion flew back at a harsh kick in the chest. He rolled backwards and landed in a crouch, snarling.
"HYAHHHHH!" Announced Darth Dualath's entrance into the dawning battle. She landed nimbly beside her partner, and a moment later, Tobias was by their sides as well… Charles and Raphael had also dropped into the pit and were closing in on the Jedi.
"Well, well, well… look what we have here…" Chuckled Darth Nocturn, slowly advancing on Seaver with a predatory gleam in his eyes. She backed away, her own eyes wide. A moment later, Morgan stepped between the pair, facing Nocturn.
"I don't think so… not this time…" He growled, and Nocturn grinned.
"Tell me, Master Rossi…" Cenar said, smirking. "Where is Master Gideon?" And then their Ligthsabers clashed. Seaver quickly ran to join her master, while Emily faced down the advancing Charles and Raphael. Garcia settled herself down on the floor, preparing her Battle Meditation. JJ meant to cover her, but then turned.
"Hello, JJ."
"… Elle."
"It's Darth Sassin now…" And the woman attacked.
This left Hotch staring down Livion, Dualath and the third part of Darth Trion. All three of them raised their blades against him.
"Spencer…" Hotch called. "It's over now. It's time to come home." But Reid said nothing. He didn't move, didn't even blink.
"Spencer is gone, Hotchner." Amanda purred.
"No. No he's not." Hotch said calmly, shaking his head. "Just as Adam isn't gone. You can both… you can ALL…" He set his eyes on Tobias for a moment, "come back to the Order with us. You can be free of this Darkness."
"This is where we belong." Tobias said in his usual shaky tone.
"It doesn't HAVE to be." Hotch said.
"Yes. It does." Tobias replied.
And then, Spencer attacked. Hotch drew Reid's Jedi blades and met his attack with strict defense, blocking every blow and attempting to disarm. Livion fought with anger and rage, and Hotch was soon being backed across the arena. But then, Amanda and Tobias leapt after them, intent on joining the fray. Hotch's eyes widened, but then, both Tobias and Amanda suddenly stopped as if they had hit an invisible wall, and then were thrown back.
Four dark hooded figures dropped into the pit, three average sized, and one large. The three smaller figures split up, one heading for Amanda, one for Tobias, and the other to Emily who was being overwhelmed by Charles and Raphael. The Dark Jedi began to close in on the large figure. Cloaks were flung aside and Raahn Syr let out a deafening roar, then leapt in pursuit of the dark Jedi who were now fleeing in fear.
"Master Virr?" Emily asked, as the Miraluka got between her and Charles.
"Didn't think we would let you have all the fun, did you?" He asked, grinning.
"Well well…" Amanda grinned. "Jason Gideon."
The man stared at her, calmly. "You'll not have my Padawan any longer." He said in a low tone, and Amanda laughed and attacked.
Tobias in the meantime was being completely overwhelmed by Master Amna Kao, who was looking at him in pity.
This left Aaron Hotchner facing down Darth Livion on his own.
"Please, Spencer…" He breathed, offering his hand. "Come home."
But the boy answered with a cruel laugh. "You're too late, Jedi." He hissed, in a voice that Hotch did not recognize. "I am Darth Livion. I killed Aliki Naas, and now I'll kill you too! You can't win this fight…"
"Don't be so sure." Hotch told him, firmly.
"If you want to stop me, you'll have to kill me." Livion snarled.
"… I can't do that, Spencer." Hotch said, and the Sith Lord grinned.
"I know…" He sneered. "And that's why you cannot win…"
And there was a crackling sound as their blades met…
Livion: I will admit, I have a lot of fun mixing canon elements of both Star Wars and Criminal Minds and weaving them into this story, and I'm glad you are enjoying them, too. I need to re-watch seasons 5-7 before I write Episode III to use things from those seasons, too. And Reid was clinging to hope because that's all he had. It's either hold on to the hope, or just surrender and give in. And I am glad to hear that the cliché scene was well done! And you'll just have to wait and see how Reid's power progresses in the future, and as for both sides wanting him… well… yeah, I'm gonna stop talking now. LOL
Now as for the Vi'Tani… I told myself I wasn't gonna do it. But the story said otherwise. I was over ruled… . But you are correct. It is one of the best ways to break him.
See ya next week!
Eneath: I don't know, why DID you wait so long? Ah, but yes… school must come first. YAY! Someone else who has played the game! I love it! I have NOT tried the online one… I'm afraid I'll become addicted… LOL And yes, Seaver IS the n00b… LOL
CaseyRachel88: Glad you like it! And are you freaking out even more now? ^_^
Lost child of Gallifrey: Bask away! The Hotch/Darth Reaper show down will be epic… but you won't see it until Episode III. But that's okay. We have plenty of Sith Lords to get through first!
NormaJeanBeausoleil: Yes, it DID, didn't it? YAY DONUT! Cannoli? Never had that… but I shall try it! ^_^ Was it really that short? I didn't notice… well… I hope this chapter and the others coming will make up for it!
14hpgirl19: Reid IS awesome! And you'll have to wait and see!
Miaka: Of course they're going after Reid! He's their family! And yes… I am cruel and sadistic. And wonderful. That too. ^_~
LarieNGubler: Glad you liked it! And yes, the Bond is reaching a depth and strength that is unprecedented. You will see this happen again! And no, it is hard on Hotch. Reid has helped him over the Bond by wielding the Force through him, but Hotch does not have such a deep connection to the Force to allow him to do this… yet. And next (this) chapter? Yyyyyeah… I couldn't help it… The Vi'Tani insisted on coming back for seconds…
cristina reid: Yes I did! ^_^
Next Time: the Lightning crackled through the air.
Reid's eyes only had time enough to widen, and he heard screams rise up from amongst the Jedi… but one voice rose over the others, and a flash of movement drew eyes to the one who had loosed the shout.
A figure darted forwards, throwing itself between Reid and the [Lightning], shielding him from the attack. The bluish white bolts struck the helpless body full in the chest.
"NO!" Reid screamed, and the Lightsabers fell from his hands. The Lightning stopped, and Reid's protector wavered before falling back. Reid darted forwards and dropped to his knees, catching his savior.
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