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Demon Unleashed.

Chapter IV.

In awe, Tali looked at the wide back of her savior. Man with laser swords. Never in her life she would have imagined that she will see something like this.

"Are you alright?" once again heard she. Looks like the one, who was questioning her was the turian.

"Ah? Yes, I'm alright." Said Tali checking her body for wounds. "Keelah… I can't believe that bosh'tet had set me up! I knew I shouldn't have believed him!"

"He will not bother you anymore." said Garrus. "I'm Garrus Vakarian from C-Sec. This is Urdnot Wrex and Starkiller." Krogan growled in greeting and man in armor deactivated his… laser sword and nodded to Tali.

"Thank you for the help." said Tali.

"Thank you? We just saved your ass, quarian!"

Tali was relieved: at least something in Codex was true. Krogans were really hard to deal with.

"Wrex, please, girl nearly died." said Garrus. "Take it easy on her."

"Who died and made you the leader?"

"You followed us on your own free will." Said Garrus. "And as representative of the law…"

"I shit on your law from Tuchanka's orbit!"

"Only when you are on Tuchanka!"

"My dear teammates." Silently said Starkiller. "Can you please SHUT UP and stop bickering."

Both, turian and krogan started to look embarrassed. Tali never thought that their faces could look like this.

"Finally." Said the man in armor. "You still haven't introduced yourself miss."

"Oh! I'm sorry. My name is Tali'Zorah nar Raya." answered she.

"Pph. Quarians and their stupid names." Said Wrex.

"But you may just call me Tali." Said the girl.

"Good." Said Starkiller. "We have heard that you have some information about Saren being involved with geth attack on Eden Prime?"

"Y-yes." A bit nervously answered Tali.

"We need this information to bring Saren to justice." said Starkiller.

"After all that happened to me because of this bosh'tet I will gladly assist you, I'm in." agreed Tali. Quarian girl breathed out, at first she had thought that they, like many before them, came for the information, for their own gain.

"I would have paid to see the face of this smug bastard when he will understand in what kind of shit he is." Said Wrex.

"You will have your chance." Mysteriously stated Starkiller. "If we are fast enough."

Once again. In last second.

Those were the thoughts of Starkiller. Who started to see really bad coincidences happen right in front of him. First Nihlus, then Tali. Bombs on Eden Prime and many other things, that would have hindered or downright destroyed Shepard's group.

He started to see the so-called Will of the Force, as Jedi call it. However, he needed to focus more at the problems at hand.

"Starkiller?" he turned his head in Tali's direction.

"Yes, miss Zorah?" asked he.

"Just Tali, please." asked the quarian girl. 'Can I ask you about your… laser swords?"

Very good question, even not taking in count the technical thirst of quarians, Starkiller waited for similar questions from anyone, but it was only Tali, who asked.

Or maybe they just feared?

"They are called lightsbers." said he. "And we will talk about it later, when we will deal with Saren."

Once again, Starkiller easily got the knowledge of the native language from the girl's head. And it started to greatly bother him. No matter who you were, sith, jedi, human, twi'leck, zabrak, slave or free man, in his Galaxy mind of every living being fights against something as abominable as invasion of other's mind. Yet here there absolutely no resistance.

OF course all the people above will have a different resistance scale, but something like absolutely no mind defence is unnatural, like the life evolved to be brain-fucked on daily basis… that's actually seemed really grim, at least from Starkiller's point of view.

Meanwhile his gaze glued to very new and fast aircar…

With a kick Starkiller opened the doors to the Human Embassy.

"I have no time to deal with you." Said he to asari secretary. "I need to speak with Udina. Where is he?"

"Ambassador Udina has already left." Said the shocked secretary. "I can bet he is already on the Council meeting."

"Back to the aircar!" shouted Starkiller and his teammates followed his example.

"Garrus, to the Presidium Tower!" ordered Starkiller when they got inside.

"As far as I acan understand you want to burst into the Tower, right in the heat of the Council meeting?" asked turian.

"Yes."

"You know that security forces will not let you pass?" asked turian.

"They will." Stated Starkiller. "Don't worry I will not harm them… much."

"This certainly rises my mood." sarcastically said turian.

Aircar landed near their location, however their pass was stopped by one of the C-Sec.

"Stay where you are!" said the turian security member. "This area is off-limits."

"I'm Garrus Vakarian, from C-Sec, I have news of outmost importance, which must be showed to the Council immediately."

"You know the procedures." replied turian. "Follow it Vakarian."

"Lieutenant." Said Garrus looking at the signs on his armor. "In the name of Spirits, it can't wait!"

"I have my orders, sir."

"You will let us pass." said Starkiller, moving his hand.

"Om the other hand, if this is so important… I will let you pass."

"Thank you, sergeant." said Starkiller.

In the lift, he once again broke the dynamics and turned to his teammates.

"Ok guys, listen up. Due to the certain reasons you will be forced to present the proof by yourselves."

"Why?" asked Wrex. "Surely with your abilities you will not fear the wrath of Council."

"Let's just say that with origins showing right now will be… unwise."

"What kind of origins?" asked Garrus.

"One that will cause a lot of problems. Wrex you shouldn't take the gun with you, on Council meeting."

"Do I look like an idiot?" asked krogan, ripping the bar in floor and attaching his shot gun to the other side. Looks like magnetic holds were on his gun and not on the armor like Starkiller usually saw. He was interested, was it some sort of personal request, or all armors were some sort of modernization?

Citadel. Council meeting.

"Attack on Eden Prime left countless dead and homeless." Said asari councilor. "However it had yet to be proven that Saren Arterius was behind it."

"Investigation of C-Sec also haven't found anything, that will bound him to this incident." Said the turian.

"Incident?" instantly cried out Udina. "This 'incident' as you call it nearly destroyed one of the largest human colonies. I'm not speaking about trillions of the credits we had lost and the seven nuclear bombs, which were set on the colony. Seven. Nuclear. Bombs! And you call this incident?!"

"How we call what happened on Eden Prime, is not the matter of this meeting." Said salarian Councilor.

"Yes." barely holding his anger answered Udina. "Then let us return to the goal of this meeting. Saren Arterius. We want you to abolish his spectre status, until his innocence or guilt will not be proven."

That wasn't something that councilors expected from the impulsive human ambassador.

"Do we heard you right, ambassador?" asked asari councilor. 'You are not sure yourself, in guilt of spectre Arterius?"

"Yes councilor. You are absolutely right." Stated Udina.

Saren's hologram narrowed its eyes.

"Then why did you blame him in the first place?" asked asari.

"Unfortunately, in the light of new facts, we must admit that we were too… eager to blame the spectre Arterius."

Councilor Tevos was surprised, Valern was stunned, Sparatus blinked and Saren was shocked.

"What kind of facts were you speaking about." asked salarian.

"Sergeant Williams?" said Udina.

"Councilors, I'm sergeant Ashley Williams, I was present during attack on Eden Prime…" said Ashley and spoke the story created by Starkiller.

"Hmm… Interesting. Nihlus told in his report that the voice of Saren, sounded a bit… off, to him." Said Valern.

Still shocked Saren turned his head to the salarian Councilor.

"Do you think that somebody tried to force us to believe that spectre Saren was to blame?" asked Tevos.

"Or rather somebody tried to make humans believe in it." said Valern.

"I think so too." said Udina. "But since his innocence, just like his guilt is a questionable matter… we ask Council to strip off Saren Arterius of his spectre status."

"Enough of this farce!" finally exploded Saren. "What kind of game are you playing in?"

"Relax, spectre, we are trying to find the truth." Said councilor Sparatus.

"Truth? What kind of truth? How can we even speak about the truth when humans are hiding and twisting the truth?!"

"Oh? And what kind of truth have we twisted or hidden?" asked Udina.

"Well… for starters…" quickly started Saren, but bit his toungue, when he understood the provocation: technically he wasn't on Ededn Prime, but if he will tell only something that the one, who was there knows… then he will prove his guilt with his own words.

"We are listening to you, spectre." said Valern.

"I'm sorry councilor. I was out of place." Councilors nodded, yet their gazes became suspicious. Meanwhile, Udina smiled: plan was working and much better than he thought.

"You are a bit too nervous for someone, who is completely innocent." said Anderson.

"Ah! Captain Anderson, I wonder, why are you always nearby, when I'm balmed in something?" asked Saren.

Anderson raised a brow.

"Excuse me, when were you blamed?" asked he. "We are just trying to find out are you guilty or were you set up by someone."

Saren once again bit his tongue. Gazes of the councilors turned to him, untold questions were in the air but once again nobody said anything.

"Looks like we drifted from the topic of discussion." said Tevos.

"Really councilor?" asked Udina. "I don't know do you see or not, but spectre Arterius acts too suspicious for somebody, who is innocent."

"What does that mean?" asked Saren.

"I'm just stating the facts." said Udina. "Can you tell us why you acting like this?"

"Stress from the mission." Said Saren. 'Which was interfered by your… farce of a process."

"Unfortunately, it is as spectre Saren stated. He is on very important mission and we can't call him back." Said Tevos.

"I'm glad that justice was served." Smugly stated Saren.

"However, we will proceed with the Alliance's course of action when he will finish. Until his guilt or innocence will not be proved, he will be under house arrest, but only when he will return." Continued Tevos.

Everyone was speechless, especially Udina, not even in his wildest dreams he thought that the plan will work.

'This is fair." Said Sparatus.

"This is logical." Concurred him Valern. "Is there something else you want to say?"

"We want." said a voice from the doors and Garrus Vakarian alongside Tali and Wrex walked inside the meeting room. When Saren saw the quarian he widely opened his eyes and gritted his teeth.

"How did you get to this meeting, detective?" asked Sparatus. "And why did you bring here krogan and… quarian?"

Sparatus wanted to say something ruder, but remembered where he was.

"I'm sorry for this." said Garrus, "But we have the proof that spectre Arterius is linked to the attack on Eden Prime."

Silence. Dead silence ruled supreme after his words.

"That's a lie!" in silence, loud voice of the spectre was clearly heard. "I demand you to arrest them!"

"Silence, spectre!" roared Sparatus. "I presume you have this proof with you?"

"Of course." Said Garrus. "Tali. If you will be so kind…"

"Of course." Tali nervously typed something on her omni-tool. "Esteemed Councilors I was on my pilgrimage, when I heard rumors about the geth being out of the Perseus Veil, I found this curious, since they never left it. I followed one of their patrols, waited till one of them left the group, dealt with him and god the memory module out of the platform."

"Looks like you managed to save the part of information." Said Valern.

"Yes, councilor." Said Tali. "Of course, you must tread this carefully, because one wrong move will lead to the failure, most of the data was destroyed, but most interesting parts, at least from my point of view were saved."

After three minutes of looking the videos, councilors turned to the Saren's hologram.

"How will you comment on this?" asked Sparatus, who looked at the Saren, pointing his pistol at the Nihlus.

"Sergeant Williams said herself, there was a geth, who turned into me." Said Saren.

"Then how will you comment on this?" asked Valern, showing another video, where Saren got in contact with the prothean Beacon.

"Synthetics cannot get in contact with prothean technology." said Valern.

"It can be forged."

"I had already passed it through all programs." Was an angry answer of salarian. "This is the real deal."

Saren was silent.

"Get to the Citadel this instant, spectre!" screamed Sparatus.

"Do you think that I'm an idiot, councilor?" asked Saren. "I'm really sorry for this. If you haven't listen to the humans, you may have survived."

With these words his hologram disappeared.

"Well, that was funny, or even hilarious, sometimes." said Wrex.

"Ambassador, Council revokes Saren authority as spectre on constant basis." said councilor Tevos.

"This is not what we need." said Udina. "He has geth and superdreadnought, send your fleets!"

"Sending an army for one operative is an overkill." said Sparatus.

"Do something! He is your operative!" said Udina.

"Former operative." corrected Valern.

"Yes. This fact will without a doubt calm the colonists on Eden Prime."

"There is another way." said Tevos. "One, that doesn't require us to send a fleet."

"No! Humanity isn't prepared yet!" objected Sparatus.

"Nihlus doesn't think so." said Tevos. "And we don't really have a choice."

Turian gritted his teeth.

"Then it is decided." Tevos looked in Anderson's direction, as did every sapient creature in the room, captain stepped aside and presented to everybody's eyes commander Shepard… who played poker on her omni-tool.

Blushing from sudden attention, Shepard stopped playing and turned to the council, both Valern and Sparatus breathed out, since they played against her.

Shepard coughed, a bit emberrased by all this attention, mentally she prepared for brainfucking.

"Commander Jane Shepard, make a step forward." Said Councilor Tevos.

Shepard obeyed.

"By decree of the Council you are granted all powers and responsibilities of the member of Special Tactics and Reconnaissance group." Said councilor Tevos.

"Spectres are not trained, but chosen. Individuals forged in the fire of service and battle – those whose actions elevate them above the rank and file." continued Valern.

"Spectres are an ideal, a symbol of self-sacrifice." Once again spoke Tevos. "They are the right hand of the Council and an instrument of our will."

"Spectre's burden is heavy." Opened his mouth Sparatus. "They are protectors of the Galaxy, our first and last line of defense. The safety of the Galaxy is in their hands."

"You are the first human spectre, commander, this is a great achievement, as for you personally, as it is for your race as whole." Said asari councilor.

"Wait, wait, wait… Did I really pass the test." asked Shepard.

"Spectre Kryik deemed you worthy." Said Sparatus, who without a doubt wanted to say unfortunately. "He approved of your membership."

"Your current, mission is to find out and capture Saren." Said Valern. "You can use all possible means for his arrest or liquidation."

"Is there any kind of information about his whereabouts?" asked Shepard.

"All information will be send to Ambassador Udina." Said Sparatus.

"Herby, this meeting of the Council has finished." Stated Tevos.

Shepard smiled in triumph, receiving the praised from colleagues and teammates.

"There are a lot of things to do." said Udina, not even congratulating Shepard. "You will need a ship, a team, supplies and weapons."

"And the access to the special equipment." Said Anderson. "Go to the C-Sec academy and speak with intendant."

"Captain, follow me." Said Udina "I will need your help in solving this matter."

Not acknowledging anyone he left. Anderson on the other side, said goodbye to everyone and followed Udina.

"Your ambassador is an ass." Said Wrex.

"Cannot argue with you on that." Said Shepard. "But I can understand him."

"Really?" asked Ashley. "That's something I never hoped to hear from you, skipper."

"Well… You saw what happened on the meeting, he deals with it on daily basis." Said Sheaprd. "By the way, thank you for the intervention. You brought this proof really on time."

"Well… it's not really our achievement." said Garrus.

"Starkiller." Muttered Shepard.

"Why do I feel like this guy does our work for us?" asked Kaiden.

Meanwhile, in Gallaxy far, far away…

Mand'alore the Unyielding One sat in front of star map, with his trusty lieutenants Boba and Amante. At first, Amante followed him because he promised her revenge on Darth Maul, but when their assassination attempt failed, she nearly defected. The only thing that saved their shaky union was the fact that the Gates Maul used were secured by mandalorian forces.

Fett, on the other side, loyal to the teachings of his father, answered the call of Mand'alore without a question.

The only one, who weren't there was Demagol. Man, who he wanted to see as head of their science center, since Boba had already taken over as his military advisor and Amante as the head of reconnaissance division.

So, Demagol as his predecessor before him was left the seat of the science division.

Not that it really mattered, that man alone could work as the head of all divisions and only if he will be successful in his task of slaying Maul, will he be able to start his crusade.

Meanwhile, his scouts located something that gave the same signature as the Infinity Gates, in the ruins on one planet. And it was the theme of their discussion.

"We must send some guards there." said Mand'alore.

"Sending more loyal guards away will destabilize the situation here." said Amante.

"Yet, if this is another gates, we have no choice." said Boba.

"They look rather difficult compared to the ones, where disappeared Demagol and Maul." Said Mand'alore and activated the holo-projector. "They look like giant stone gates, but scouts, who were curious enough and passed through them told, that there was another world beyond them, the one with green grass and trees, but when they passed through the gates again, they returned to the desolated world."

"Great! And only one, who even remotely knows with what kind of shit we are dealing with, is Force-knows where, fighting a Sith Lord, with possibility of no return." said Amante.

Boba was silent, so once again Mand'alore broke the silence.

"When Demagol returns…"

"If." Said Boba. "If he returns. He fights against the Sith Lord, he prevailed over death itself, being cut in half. There is a possibility that he will not return."

"When Demagol returns." continued Mand'alore. "We will deal with the matter. Prepare yourself Boba, when Demagol will be with us, before our crusade you two will scout this new world."

Back on the Citadel.

Back on the Citadel, Shepard walked from the doors of the meeting room… to see Starkiller levitating the Keeper in the air, while some salarian taped something on his omni-tool.

"Fantastic, I don't know, how are you doing it, but please, hold him a bit longer!"

"Of course, now about our agreement…"

"Yes, I will not tell anyone." Said salarian scientist.

"No showing off?" asked Shepard, looking how he returned the Keeper to the floor.

"I just made everyone believe that nothing out of ordinary happened." Said sith.

"And why I saw something out of ordinary?" asked Shepard.

"Because I didn't need to hide from you." Said sith, before disappearing.

"Starkiller, this isn't funny." Said Shepard.

"Shush Commander, we are not alone."

To Shepard's surprise Councilor Tevos walked in her direction.

"Commander." Said she. "I need to talk with you. It's about Saren."

"I'm all ears." Said Jane.

"Because of political reasons, we couldn't say this before… but we believed Saren's words… because he had very reliable witness on his side."

"And who was this so-called witness?" asked Shepard.

"Matriarch Benezia. She is one of the eldest and most respected leaders of asari race." Said Tevos. "Her word was enough to persuade us."

"And it is possible that someone of that caliber is against us? Great. Just what we need right now.: said Shepard.

"At least you can we, why we cannot publically state all, who are on Saren's side. It will have drastic consequences. However, through existence of such an ally of Saren, you were given a way to find him. Matriarch has a daughter, doctor Liara T'Soni. She is an archeologist, who specializes in protheans. Right now she is supposed to be on Therum, searching through the newly found prothean ruins. She will be a good start for your investigation." Bowed Tevos before leaving.

"What do you think?" asked Shepard, when Starkiller reappeared near her.

"This is our best lead." Said Starkiller. "We must follow the councilor's council, forgive me this stupid joke, but this is the best course of action."

Meanwhile, in the galaxy far, far away…

He slowly moved his hand om the golden surface of the throne. Locating Zakuul in the Wild Space was hard, but getting there from the backwatered planet with no means to travel in space… was much harder.

Fortunately, his wife's family left reminders in their chronicles that all sentient life came to this planet from space. By the hints left in Uzumaki chronicles, he managed to find an ancient Sith warship, which brought to this planet last descendant of Marka Ragnos, his followers and slaves.

Unfortunately, some parts of it were damaged and it was unable to fly. But soon Lady Fortune once again smiled to him. He found the second ship, using the AI's from the ship and salvaged details from the Sith warship, he managed to finally fix it.

Looking over the databanks he had found out that it was the ship of the revanchists, sent here to look over the forgotten son of the Darth Revan, hidden on the planet by his father. When Emoire of Darth Revan had fallen, his son created his own clan on this planet, as many years before him did the descendant of Ragnos.

Namikaze and Uzumaki.

Through his veins blood of the Revan, through Kushina's – blood of the greatest Sith Emperor. Their children were born to rule the Galaxy.

Children…

He left his only son with the Sarutobi, wishing him the best, wishing him to be raised as hero. He never wanted to give him a false hope. Chances that either he or his wife will survive, were slim. That's why he gave their daughter to Jiraya and Tsunade and left Naruto with Sarutobi.

Village needed the hero and someone powerful to shield them. And their daughter deserved parents.

How mistaken he was. No… with his daughter everything was alright, but his son… Never once he thought that he will hate Konoha, but when he had found out what had they done to his son… He snapped.

With technologies found in the Land of Whirlpools, where he and Kushina were slowly healing, he turned Konoha into truly military dictatorship. Technologies gave the civilians an opportunity to join his army, while ninjas were trained as his knights.

All ninjas had a small connection with the Force, chakra was manifestation of it in the way. Using the teachings of the Force, found by him during his absence, he taught his ninja Force techniques.

Slowly, but surely, with action of power, quickly destroying the all military powers of different countries, or just buying the rulers, he surrounded the major players with his territories and made a simple proposition: "Bow or die!".

They bowed.

Thus Minato Namikaze was crowned as the first Emperor of the now united world Nin'Qwei. For a while conflicts seized, players were learning the new rules of the game and slowly, they were adjusting to them. It gave Minato time to look for the clues of his son whereabouts.

He desperately needed a male heir.

If his daughter will become an Empress, unfortunately she will need an Emperor to continue her rule, he knew that while she will be bearing child she will be weakened open to attack. Her child will be taken, raised away as puppet and placed on the throne.

Thus he needed Naruto.

Of course he could have tried to sire another heir, but Kushina was too stressed after the first birth, and he feared that he will lose both her and the baby and another woman will not give him such strong children.

So he had found about 'the man in black, who took the demon to the stars', he quickly understood what it meant and left the planet using the ship, in their system only their planet was habitable, and they didn't have the spaceports, so he left to another system followed by hundred of loyal knights.

In next system luck once again blessed them: they had found a forgotten shipyard. After several weeks to the station were relocated forces of his Empire, with ships, it slowly started to spread. He sent many spies in the different direction of the Galaxy.

And one of the, who had entered the borders of the Galactic Empire, brought him a clue: man dressed in black, bearing a glowing red blade, highly matched the description, given to him by the frighten witnesses.

Thus he found out that he needed a battle fleet. Very large battle fleet.

For a while, they were protected by the Wild Space, not many knew about what was in it, that gave him time. In Wild Space there was a legend about the large fleet of the ancient empire which existed here, many thought that it was just a fairy tale, but his force-sensitivity nearly screamed to him to start digging.

And he did.

Thus he slowly sat on the throne, which was moved from Zakuul, and was also a remote controller of the Eternal Fleet.

Minato Namikaze smiled. He was going to war. And he will have his son back.

While the Emperor of Nin'Qwei was dreaming about the future war, his wife was in the Knight Academy, built for Force-sensitive people and mostly children, aside from the training, acolytes also received their knighthood here.

Now, before her knelt several youths. Hinata Hyuga, Sakura Haruno, Uchiha Sasuke. These three will be knighted just like their friends Shikamaru and Neji were, several years ago. Neji was also nominated for knight-captain and his ceremony will be held several days later.

While Sakura and Hinata had just recently reached the needed power level, which before they were forced to compensate with tremendous skill level, Sasuke was given his knighthood, only because his mother was the best friend of the Headmistress, Kushina Uzumaki-Namikaze.

Both thought that it will satisfy Sasuke and give him some loyalty to their cause and a bit of stability and responsibility. He was truly powerful, but his lack of control over his emotions had already caused him the loss of his left arm.

And he wasn't even barely missing it, in his head, it was a needed price for a victory, such an attitude made everyone around him question what will he be willing to sacrifice to achieve the so desired victory.

She looked to the other two. Sakura was also pushed forward because of her family connections and wealth, which they made, trading weapons, during the rise of the Shadow Empire, as it was now called. Sasuke's devoted fangirl, she was prepared to die just by his word.

Hinata among them was the most level-headed and she also was among those, who didn't hate her son, while he was here. On the contrary, she had very warm feelings to him, even if she never showed it, because of her family, but the bright red scarf, which she made for him, in return for the help he gave her many years ago, spoke otherwise.

She smiled, her son was such a lady's man, even when he was young.

"Rise, knights of the Shadow Empire." said she, while still thinking about her son.

Looking how they were congratulated by their relatives and parents, she noted that Hyugas were still cold and distant with Hinata. In fact, since her birth, only her mother was encouraging her. Hana was really gentle person, so full of compassion and kindness. It greatly saddened Kushina, when she heard about her illness.

Now without a guiding light of her mother, who was bedridden still, disdain of the other members of the clan was leaving a noticeable mark on the Hinata. Kushina sensed the change in her, but she could act only now, when she became a knight. It was the least she could do, for the daughter of one of her closest friends.

She walked to the girl and placed her hand on her shoulder.

"Not as good as you imagined?" asked she.

"Lady Kushina? I…"

"Don't. I miss her too. I also know about some problems in your family. You need to leave for a while." said Kushina. "Follow me, I need to show you something."

Hinata's head was filled with questions, but she obediently followed Kushina, she was her superior officer and coming from elite clan, taught her a lot about discipline. She followed Kushina through the dark corridors of the Academy, to the hidden underground chambers.

She led Hinata to the secret shipyard, where she saw it. Beautiful black ship. It resembled some kind of predatory bird. Meda for stealth attacks and fast retreat it suited tastes of Hinata kust fine, as it served Kushina's plans.

"I heard that before you were enlisted in the Academy you always wanted to become a pilot. And all your free time you spent in simulators and different kind of ships. Without a doubt you will be able to deal with it. This personal small yacht can carry several members of the team. For now, you will receive a droid, to help you sustain the systems of the ship. Members of the team, you will gather in your travels. If you agree of course?"

Hinata raised her elegant brow. "I agree, Lady Kushina, but what must I do?"

"You see, I'm in need of an agent. A Knight Errant, of sorts." Said Kushina. "I think that more subtly approach is needed, while my husband is in for all-out war. So you will go to the space, controlled by the Galatic Empire to collect different information and report it to me. All needed equipment is already on your ship. What will you say?"

Hinata smiled. "I say yes."

Several days later. Space, controlled by Galactic Empire.

Hinata had left the Wild Space several days ago. Her first stop was deserted planet, where she gathered information about different smugglers and pirates. Just being here was enough to infuriate her to a level she never even thought before.

Here at least she could sharpen her mind tricks and stab-and-hide tactics. She was here for several days and had gathered next to nothing information about the target given to her by the lady Kushina.

She stepped over the another dead mercenary. Recently, the crime lords put a bounty on her head. So… another dead mercenary left her rather unexpected gift. Aside from the ammo and food she found on his ship a cage… with captured female twi'lek.

Hinata scratched her chin and used the Force to open it.

Citadel. With Demagol.

"This will cost 9765 credits, human." said turian and Demagol, without a question paid the price. He didn't even bargain with him, he saw no reason to keep money, which must be spent on his safety. Needed components for his new armor were hard to gather, not knowing where he can get them. Of course he could have just bought himself an armor, but local ones were either to heavy or less armored than needed. So Demagol decided to forge the armor himself, and once again removed the dust from his Force Forging skills.

However, there was slight money problem, which he managed to decide very fast, though. Recently, Wrex gave him two thousand credits, a reward for Fist's head. He insisted on it, so Sith decided to not argue with him.

Later, walk to the casino gave him several millions, saying that casino always wins was inaccurate, when it came to young Sith. So… Right now he was before the choice, either continue his escapades in casino or go to the clothes store, to take his custom-made clothes.

Several minutes later he decided against going to the casino. He decided to take his clothes made by his design, after all his wardrobe was lost to him and style for a sith is everything. Materials will be send to the Normandy even without himself, so Demagol went to the aircar taxi.

Several minutes later he left the car and after five minutes of walking he got to the store.

"Greetings, Mister Uzumaki." greeted him asari consultant in the store. "Your order is awaiting you."

Of course, it awaits, thought Naruto, he paid the tripled price.

"Thank you." Said he. "I will take it now."

"Of course." said she giving him bags with clothes. "Mister Uzumaki, I hope you will not be against the idea of our store, using the designs of your clothes?"

That was very surprising question. He had never thought that Jedi and Sith style will gain attention from the clothes store.

"Of course, our organization will pay you ten per cents from our sells, where your ideas will be used." said asari. Another source of income was good for his plans. If it will become popular, it will turn into the serious source of income and will help him later, when he will need to sponsor something. But… gaining so much attention to himself, even like this… like fashionable designer, wasn't something that Demagol wished.

And of course there was another problem.

"Unfortunately, I'm in haste, I cannot spend my time creating some sort of bargain that will satisfy both sides." said Demagol.

"Don't worry." Said asari. "Our company took a liberty of creating contract. All that you need is to sign this."

Demagol looked over the terms of contract. It seemed rather fair and even profitable for him.

"Okay. I will sign. But just to be sure, if there is some sort of loophole, you better tell me now. When I will find it myself… I will be less… calm."

"Don't worry." Waved her hand asari. "Tricking somebody, who will get us profit is very bad for business."

"I hope so. Otherwise… I will not guarantee your longivety."said he leaving the store after signing the contract.

Till Normandy will leave, there was only half an hour, so Demagol went to the another taxi. While aircar flew in direction C-Sec Academy, Demagol thought about his current situation.

"Thinking about the situation?" asked the driver.

"Excuse me?"

"Boy, it's me. Revan. Your gramps." said driver.

"Stop possessing random people. It's creepy." said Demagol. "What do you want."

"Just a bit of fortune telling." answered the spirit from possessed body. "Interested?"

"Go on."

"First of all, no matter the cost, don't let that Shepard woman die. At least for now. Then that squid-like dreadnought isn't just a dreadnought."

"It's alive."

"Half organic, half machine. It calls itself Sovereign. Protheans called them Reapers."

"I know. I saw it in vision."

"Yes. I know that you can reap it asunder, but you must destroy it only after it attacked the Citadel."

"Why?"

"Local politicians will start doing something, only when they feel and smell how their flesh is burning. Saren and Sovereign will fit in the plan nicely. Now, try to look as casual as possible, I will leave the body of this driver.

Demagol left the car and went in the direction of the hangar, where Normandy was docked, thinking about the problems that he needed to deal with. With invasion of these creatures, he needed to act fast and swift, not caring about different morale problems.

Yes, he, unlike many other adepts of the Dark Side, hated this whole 'dagger and cloak' game, which he will be now forced to play, if he wishes to survive.

"They hate machines… that's why they have done this to me."

Suddenly, he remembered the words of Darth Krayt. Creatures, who lurks in the Dark Space. Race that hate the machines and technology… Maybe the decision of this problem had already existed, but nobody dared to use it?

"Your ID card." Said the guard on the entrance to the C-Sec Academy. Without any kind of problem, ID passed the scanning, David really had some good connections. With his bags he continued his path, until…

"Halt! Cilians aren't supposed to be here." Said the Alliance soldier near the docking bay.

"At ease, soldier, he is with me." Said the voice of Shepard from his back.

"Unfortunately ma'am I can't, civilians can't pass." Said the soldier.

"You are talking to the spectre, if you don't know, boy." said the brunette with dangerous intonation in her voice. Judging by the surprised face of the soldier, he didn't. Meanwhile Demagol silently pushed his ID card to the lock, green light was a sign that he can pass.

He turned to the security. "Are there any other questions?"

"Ehm… No sir. Of course no, sir."

Not even looking at him, Demagol entered the lift, followed by Shepard. At this moment the only thing he was caring about, was how Tali, Wrex and Garrus passed the clown on the entrance.

"How was your shopping, Demagol?" asked Shepard, while lift was slowly getting them to the hangar. "Bought something?"

"I needed a new wardrobe. My own was left in my Galaxy." Said Demagol.

"And what did you buy from our clothes?" asked Shepard with strange glint in her eyes.

"Nothing." answered Demagol. "These clothes were made by the design of the closes I'm used to."

"Oh…" downed Shepard.

Of course Demagol understood why she wanted him to buy something. Nearly all costumes in this galaxy were tight. As in really, really tight. Adding her thoughts about his ass, which he accidently read… Let's just say that Demagol had never tried to read commander's thoughts later. And instantly understood, why clothes shop wanted his designs so fiercely. He never understood how locals managed to not boil in their costumes.

"Why are you, not on the Normandy, commander?" asked Demagol, trying to get the talk away from the touchy subject.

"Well… there were several things that must be done before my eventual departure. I met a really 'good' journalist, then I met my most loyal fan, helped the inside agent of the C-Sec, calmed the relations between the turian general and asari seer, helped the elcor ambassador with his dilemma… oh! And killed the insane AI, which tried to kill me."

Under his helmet Demagol raised a brow, looks like Shepard was a workaholic, rests only at work. That a sign for life.

"Others are on the ship already?" asked Demagol.

"Yes, I wouldn't risk the cooperation of such specialists, with that clowns. We secretly get them there. Right now Kaiden and Ashley are showing them around."

"Kaiden I can understand but Ashley is a bit… xenophobic, if you hadn't noticed." Said Demagol. "Are you sure that asking her help three aliens to settle down on Alliance secret stealth frigate is a good idea?"

"Exactly because of it, this is the great idea. Ashley isn't a fanatical xenophobic bitch, her hatred to aliens comes mostly from the part of never knowing and seeing one. So, all that she needs is this fucking experience and I will give it her, or I will not be Jane Shepard!"

"Easy there, commander, those who know about you playing for the boy's team may think that you have something interesting in your mind for miss Williams."

"Hey!" instantly turned to him Shepard. "I'm not playing for the boy's team, I like men too."

"I know. You were checking my ass in the mirror, hoping that I will not notice, while we were in the lift. But this may make you… How do they call it? Two-timing bitch?"

"I don't care." Said commander. "if they want they can tell this into my face and I will shoot them if they dare not then they better shove their tongues in their asses. I will do it for them."

"Speaking about tongues in the asses, Udina is on twelve o'clock." Said Demagol, looking at Anderson and Udina, who stood near the entrance to the Normandy.

"Good to see you, commander." Said Udina. "I'm here to inform you that captain Anderson resigned his post as Normandy's captain to you. Good luck, captain."

"Wait… wait a minute, what?"

"You are a spectre now, Jane." Said Anderson. "You need your own sheep. And Normandy is fast and stealthy. Perfect fit for spectre."

Demagol didn't believe this, and he wasn't the only one.

"Bullshit!" said Shepard, she turned to the Udina and with dangerous tone asked: "Is it your doing Ambassador?"

"Look after your tone…"

"IS. IT. YOUR. DOING. AMBASSADOR?" said Shepard with small pauses between the words, which gave her phrase even more dangerous intent.

However, Anderson placed his hand on her shoulder and smiled when she turned to him.

"Jane, please, let it go. I know this is a bit… surprising for you, but spectre needs a personal ship." Said Anderson.

"I never saw Kryik having one." Answered Shepard. "And even like this you still could have stayed the captain."

"I could have." Agreed Anderson. "But it will be better if you will be in charge. I had my chance to prove myself and I lost it, moreover, I'm too old to chase the rouge spectre all over the Galaxy."

"I know bullshit, when I hear one." Answered Shepard crossing her arms under her breastplate.

"Commander, don't argue." Firmly said Anderson. "Take the ship, this is the order."

Shepared lowered her head. "I cannot escape this? Can I?"

"Unfortunately no."

"But I never commanded space ship in my entire life."

"You will manage, I'm sure in it, Presley will help you with all he has." Said Anderson. "Good luck, Shepard."

"As you wish, sir." Said Shepard saluting to Anderson and turning to the Normandy.

When Demagol, tried to follow her, he was called by Anderson.

"Demagol… for a couple of words."

They went in direction of the lift while Shepard waited for Demagol near the entrance to the Normandy.

"Son, I will not say that I trust you, with how dangerous you and your powers are… I should have reported you… But only because of you one of the human colonies haven't been turned into radioactive crater and several millions of people, alongside with Council's spectre and prothean Beacon were saved, for that I'm grateful, so I must say to you this: as soon as you will be reported, different special forces will try to hunt you down."

Demagol smiled under his helmet. "Black Talon, asari commandos, Salarian STG… even N7. Let them all come. I will show them that they shouldn't trifle with a true Sith."

"I know that you are powerful and without a doubt, you can deal with all of them… but think, if you kill them Council will use this as proof that you are dangerous."

Demago gritted his teeth. "Okay, I will not kill the first groups. But if they will continue to send them after me, I will use more… harsher methods to deal with them."

"That's all I ask for." Said Anderson, while Demagol turned his back on him and went in the direction of the Normandy.

"What Anderson wanted?" asked Shepard, who was waiting for him.

"Warned me that locals will try to turn me either in their pet or lab rat." said Demagol.

Shepard laughed. "I would pay to see it." Then her laughter disappeared. "Unfortunately there will be enough fools, who will try."

"As I had already said to Anderson, let them come." With those worlds young sith went to a small room, which he took as his own and Shepard gathered all her will power to look calm and collected when she stepped on the board of the Normandy in her new rank.

Unknown to her an entire Galaxy will remember her as such.

Captain Shepard.

Meanwhile in the Galaxy far, far away.

Sending Hinata in the Empire Space was really good idea. Kushina received a message from her after several weeks. Hinata managed to found a lot about the man, who took her son. Reports described this 'Vader' as powerful and ruthless warrior.

He knows no fear and always leads his men in battle. He is also the right hand of the Emperor of Galactic Empire. With nearly successful assassination of the latter, he was the Emperor in all but name. Right now she had no more information, butif her plan will work, she may gather more, when she will join one of the rebel groups.

Kushina smiled at the girl's report. Just like she, Hinata was eager to find Naruto.

In the Empire Space, with Hinata.

Saving Yara Fin was a very good decision. Female twi'lek smuggler, caught by the bounty smuggler and turned into his slave and personal plaything, was really grateful for her rescue. In her face, she found a second pilot and connection to one of the rebel groups.

"I must say, sister, having a second pilot is awesome." said Yara, bouncing in her chair. "usually I worked alone and look where it got me? Right, into the cage, with slave choker on my neck. But with you, I can finally do some serious business."

"Serious business?" as focused as Hinata was on mission, she always dreamed of doing something rebellious, dangerous… something like Yara was doing before she was caught.

"Yes. There are rumors that mandalorians are once again having their Mand'alor once again. Rumors say that he managed to unite the warring clans and is slowly gathering strength, to take back the Mandalore, their planet. Of course, mandalorians don't need the planet, but the reputation of Mand'alor will skyrocket if he will be the one, who returns it."

"But how will he manage to do it?" asked Hinata. "Does he has a fleet?"

"Judging by his orders for smugglers? Yes, he has. I don't know where he got one, but judging by the numbers of details supplies and some other things… either he is very thrifty or it is really huge."

"Okay. What about the contact with rebels you were talking about?" asked Hinata.

"Don't worry, we will meet with her soon."

"Her?"

Korriban. Meditating chambers of the Darth Krayt.

"General… General… can you hear me?" whisper in his head, when he meditated finally turned into the words, which he could understand.

"It's me, general, the Prophet." Said the voice.

"Ah! And here I thought that you have perished in your duel against Maul."

"I'm still among the living. But I need your council."

"Ask then, young one, I will try to answer."

"You once told me, that during your travels in the Wild Space, you were caught and experimented on by the race of aliens, who hated any kind of technological progress and machinery?"

"Yes… Vongs… Why do you ask?"

"I have found a race of machines that hates organic life."

"And you want to set them on each other's throats? Magnificent. And I doubted that you were a true Sith. Maybe you truly worthy of your title."

"I will try to get in contact with you when I will deal with Maul and return somewhere closer to Korriban. Right now I feel like I'm trying to lift the entire Universe."

When the presence of Starkiller left his mind Darth Krayt let himself smile. For the first time in many years, future held a promise. If Starkiller's, still unknown to him, plan will work, then Vongs will not be a danger anymore and he will finally be avenged.

Maybe this boy was truly the foretold Savior of Darkness?

Dagobah. Same time.

Shaak Ti felt the familiar disturbance in the Force, the one that she hadn't felt since… Starkiller! She turned her head, but the presence was gone.

It felt really strange, like he was here, just trying to scream the something from really loud distance. Shaak Ti can't focus. The presence on Dagobah disturbed her concentration and force-sensitivity.

"Master Shaak Ti?" asked the voice behind her. Togruta turned in direction of the voice, to see her trusty apprentice, Maris Brood. "You felt it too?"

"Yes." Answered Shaak Ti. "Looks like our friend is still alive and trying to reach us. At least one good thing among all this bad news."

From the forest nearby them walked out Kota and Paratus.

"Have you found him?" asked Shaak Ti.

"We have found his hut. Looks like he wasn't here at least for several days. But the ground, the food supply… everything speaks about the fact that he had no intention of leaving."

"Inquisitors?"

"No signs of battle nor signs of moving out of here in haste, he surely isn't someone, who can be easily overtaken by these pups of Vader."

"This still doesn't answer the main question." Said Shaak Ti looking into the dark sky of Dagobah.

Where is Grandmaster Yoda?

Unknown location.

He hated his current situation.

His life in his old and nearly decaying body was continuing only because of the life-support machinery. Since never truly died, he wasn't a true Force Ghost and manifesting before someone somewhere away from his chambers was out of question.

Moreover, only someone who knew him, who nearly worshiped him, can hear him from this pitiful state he was in… wait a minute… Mara!

His little assassin, who he taught to be his personal watch dog and whose head he filled with delusional dreams of becoming his apprentice instead of Vader.

Vader… He never thought that when his apprentice created this crafty plan to destroy any kind of deceit against his regime, he will also destroy him, alongside it. He truly became too soft, he got addicted to the power that gave him position of the Emperor, he started to think that his agents sooner or later will bring him the heads of the rebel leaders and rouge Jedi.

He truly started to think like a politician and not like a Sith. He should have personally crashed them with his power, destroyed them like the bugs they were!

Palpatine calmed himself. He will deal with them. Later. Now though… He needs to die a little.

"Mara listen to me. It's me, your Emperor. I have a mission for you."

Normandy. With Starkiller.

Still in his mandalorian armor, Starkiller went in the direction of the hangar. While Shepard was speaking through the intercom, he entered the lift to the second level of the ship. Shepard's speech was impressive, without a doubt even the less patriotic men will, with loud battle cries, die, for her.

The lift on the Normandy was sometimes as worse as the one on Citadel. There was no idiotic music or anything like this, but it was as slow as the one on the Citadel and the doors opened even slower. He started to feel, even while he still was inside the lift, as Normandy started to move. With each meter the "graveyard stench" was becoming fainter and fainter.

Thinking about creating faster lifts, he walked in the direction of the intendant, wishing to speak about the container with the materials he had bought… wait a minute!

Right on his eyes intendant was trying to hide the container with materials bought by the Demagol. How he managed to tell? The sign of the store was a dead giveaway.

"Dear sir, maybe you will tell me what are you going to do with my container?" asked Demagol.

Frightened intendant turned, with container still in his arms, only to meet the uncaring visor of the Demagol's helmet.

"I… I wanted to take it to the storage room. So it will not be lying here and… taking additional space… you know?"

Army's hamster. That was a diagnosis for this human. While being Vader's apprentice Starkiller saw many of them… Vader hated them with passion and showed his young apprentice how to use a Force Choke on them. And Starkiller with great pleasure used them as studying material. Both Sith hated when something was moved to the storage rooms to not take space only to disappear from the storage rooms later.

"listen here intendant: I don't care what are you doing here, until you are not taking something mine, otherwise…" Demagol used the Force Choke in style of his master, Darth Vader. "I will found the lack of cooperation from your side most… disrurbing. And I will become very, very… Angry. Am I clear?"

Intendant tried to say something, gripping his throat.

"I thought so." said Starkiller. Intendant instantly disappeared, when Starkiller released the technique and he was right to do so, young sith was thinking about roasting him with Force Lightning.

Levitating the container near him while he was walking to the corner of the hangar, where the crafting table was, he thought about the scale of work that he needed to do. Slowly he put the container on the floor and started the process.

For a normal individual it was something mystical. Different parts flew in the air changing shape and taking places according to the thoughts of creator, but to the force-sensitive it too would have been at least something to behold.

Because they would have sensed the change inside the metal on molecular level. While something like this was happening Starkiller's arm movements weren't something somebody would focus upon.

Demagol didn't upgrade the local kinetic shields, he decided to do it later, when he will understand the fundamental of mass effect physics, but the Sith battle armor that he has created, will have a lot of benefits compared to the local ones.

Last detail: thin layers of steel, slowly covered the armor. Of course, now, it will not protect him from something deadlier than pistol, but it was created for another function: striking fear in the hearts of his enemies.

And he will not need it right now, mandalorian armor will manage much better, but he still has a lot of time to modify the armor to the durasteel level of toughness or even the beskar one. But even now his armor suited his tastes, to reach his body, protected by the Force and armor, bullets will need to pass the barrier and his lightsabers, which is rather hard as he had already found out.

"That was something." Said the voice of Ashley behind his back.

He turned to see the entire group behind his back., even intendant, who (as he himself thought) was well hidden behind the large container, was looking at his manipulations.

"How are you doing this?" asked Tali.

"Like this." Answered Starkiller, levitating his lightsabers into the air. He wasn't surprised by her question, she was an engineer and quarian, thirst for creation and scientific research was in their blood. Under Starkiller's slight command, lightsabers disassembled in the air, different details circled the center of said constructs. Two red crystals.

Starkiller took two crystals and placed them on the crafting table, from a pouch on his belt he took two blue crystals and placed them on the place of red ones. Lightsabers instantly turned into complete device and with activation two blue blades were revealed to the public.

"They can be of different color?" asked Shepard.

"It depends on the color of sabre crystal." Answered Naruto changing the blue crystals for red ones and returning blue ones to the pouch.

"Fantastic." Said Tali.

"Yes." Said Shepard. "But what was wrong with the local armor? Why you decided to create your own?"

"Local variants doesn't suit my tastes." Answered Starkiller. "My style of fighting is based on quick movements, your armors limit my flexibility and speed."

"It's better be the slow and armored, than nothing more than a fast corpse, boy." Said Wrex.

Starkiller activated his blades. "Let me show you, then. Shoot me!" ordered he.

Wrex wasn't one of those, who should be asked twice. He instantly grabbed one of the machine guns, which were in the hangar, waiting to be tested by the marines, appointed to the ship. He instantly opened fire, but lightsabers of Starkiller, with the Force surging through them, moved so fast that turned into the spinning circle of red light.

All bullets were deflected, and none of them hit anyone in the hangar.

Shepard just like others was awestruck, but soon she returned from her senses and ripped the gun from iron grip of the krogan.

"What was that Wrex?!" screamed she with furious fire burning in her eyes, which promised do much pain before the humiliating and unstoppable demise, that it was enough to made even Wrex step backwards.

"What? He asked himself." Said he.

"That is still no reason for shooting one of my man, while you are in my team? Got it?! Good. Now you, Demagol." Nobody noticed, when the young sith appeared before her and placed his index finger on her lips, effectively silencing her.

"I know that you care about each member of your team, Shepard and I really appreciate this. But try to understand that I'm not one of your underlings or soldiers."

"Then who are you?" asked Shepard. "Who do you see yourself as, in our little crusade?"

"I'm your ally and if you want me on your side you better start respecting my decisions." answered Starkiller.

"By risking your life, without need?" asked Shepard. "This is foolishness!"

"There was no risk in it." answered Starkiller, then after a moment of thought he added: "Not in my book at least. And risking your life was always part of the path I follow. Do or die, no third option."

"What kind of the way can lead to something like this?" asked Shepard.

"Way of the Sith." Demagol turned his back on her. "I will be in privacy of my room, if you will not mind me."

"What's with him? Risking his life like this… I just cannot understand him." Said Shepard out loud.

"Maybe he just doesn't like when somebody is nurturing him." said Wrex. Shepard sent an angry glare in his direction, but this time Wrex hold his ground. "I had already seen the men like him, both among the humans and krogans… You will not manage to make him see your reason Shepard. Or rather, he sees it but follows his own path. How did he call it again? The path of the Sith. Something tells me that he will not sway from it."

"Personal experience, Wrex?" asked Shepard. To her surprise Wrex shut up instantly and for a long period of time and when she thought that he will not speak anymore, he answered. "You can say this." Then after minute of silence he continued. "If he would have been as krogan there is only one path for such person as him, to be a leader of the tribe. To be a Warlord. But there is also one little flaw or rather something to be proud of."

"What is it?" raised her brow Shepard.

"None of them want to be the warlords or chieftans. They understand what it means to be one and they always know when to stop… Unlike all the ambitious and power-hungry idiots, who usually come to power."

Shepard sighed. This was turning in one serious headache.