Author Note: I know I should be working on my other stories but I've really been inspired for this story and as any writer will tell you there are times when you just have write what you can, when you can.

I'm sorry if I don't do the characters of Uthar Wynn and Yuthura Ban justice. Its been a very, very long time since I played KOTOR I.

Also I think I understand what is to be a Sith, but I'm not sure if I can express it very well. Hopefully I present them well enough.

Sith Gothic

Part Two.

"Equality is a lie...a myth to appease the masses. Simply look around and you will see the lie for what it is! There are those with power, those with the strength and will to lead. And there are those meant to follow"those incapable of anything but servitude and a meager, worthless existence." - Darth Bane.

Personal Chambers. The Sith Academy. Korriban. Revan's Sith Empire. Star Wars KOTOR Galaxy.

A little while after I'd woken up on my second day of attendance at the Sith Academy on Korriban I started to wonder how a student actually went about obtaining an education.

There were no planned lessons like at school or any university style lectures. I could only assume that students learned either by gaining the attention of a Sith Master who would teach them or by self study using the extensive archives down in the lower levels.

Neither of these two options was suitable for me because I didn't want to draw any further attention to myself and I couldn't use the archives because while Galactic Basic Standard sounded just like English, with the exception of a few words and phrases, the written form of the language was totally different.

I had no idea why this was, but I was at least grateful that I could communicate with the locals. But since I didn't know the the language in its written format I pretty much literate.

It was then that I remembered something from the KOTOR games.

In this galaxy people made extensive use of holograms. I might not be able to read but I did understand what people were saying, so if I could access verbally recorded information then I could still do some learning.

I was just lucky that each student had their own personal computer and that I had figured out how to lock myself in my room. Here I had everything I needed to start my education in the ways of the Force.

The computer was a small keyboard, full of strange alien symbols, on a waist high stand by the wall. I went over to it and tried to figure out how to turn the device on.

After a little button pressing the system came to life and a bunch of text appeared. This was of no help since it was all gibberish to me, but at least I had been able to activate the device.

For a moment or two I considered going out and trying to find out if the academy had any sort of IT support. Surely a few technicians could programme this machine so it could learn English form me, or perhaps I could obtain a droid from somewhere and have it translate for me.

If this were a Jedi school then both of those ideas would be good ones, but this was a place of the Sith. Those who used the dark side were not the most helpful of folks and any attempt to seek help would be seen as a sign of weakness. No if I wanted something I'd have to take it or at least have something to offer in trade.

Perhaps if I found out why the Headmaster and his deputy were so interested in me that might give me some information to barter with.

"Okay let's try for a verbal interface" I said while thinking out loud.

I mused over what to ask for and then tried something hoping that luck, or even better The Force, was with me.

"Display any files on subject Gothic".

The text on the projected 2D changed but what that meant I had no idea. A wave of frustration passed through my body but I calmed myself down and focused on the task at hand. Getting upset at the native technology wouldn't do me any good even if trashing the thing would make me feel better.

It was then that I noticed that one of the symbols on the keypad was blinking. Not knowing what else to do I pressed it and the displayed text changed once more.

This time the text seemed more organised as if it was a list of some sort so I selected what I hoped to be a file at the top of the list by pressing down with my finger.

To my joy a life sized hologram of a person appeared and began to talk.

"Chief Medical Officer's Log. The stranger is in remarkably good health all things considered. No major injuries and only a few minor ones worth of note. I deem Kolta treatment to be unnecessary as the subject is healing well on his own. For now I am simply keeping the subject sedated, but once I am sure he is really recovering I will start my tests".

The recording stopped there so I selected the next file.

"Chief Medical Officer's Log. Our guest is recovering nicely and I have began performing my tests. The patient is Human but there are a few oddities including a some sort of growth on the intestines. It appears to be a vestigial organ although what its purpose was I didn't fathom at first but after crossing checking with the medical database I have discovered that this organ is present in many leaf eating herbivore species. My current theory is that our guest is from a world were Humans reverted to a more feral state before becoming civilized once more. This mutation was once beneficial but it now serves no purpose so I had the driods remove it to prevent any risk of infection. Everything else checks out fine so far but until the blood tests are completed I won't know everything".

That little piece of information made me feel a bit queasy, but I quickly dismissed my concerns as I knew that people who had their appendixes removed lived perfectly normal lives afterwards.

Still I was a little hesitant to select the next file but I pushed on knowing that I needed to know more.

"Chief Medical Officer's Log. Results for the blood tests just came in. Chemical traces of caffeine which suggests that wherever this guy came from they at least had Caf. Also traces of nicotine, a rather addictive drug which is even illegal in the Sith Empire, but oddly no signs of damage to the lungs. Could of been ingested at some point but no evidence of that either. I've had the chemical purged and have administered drugs that will ensure that the subject doesn't suffer to much from withdrawal.

That explained the lacking of cravings at least.

"I found other chemical traces as well, similar to those found in food preservatives only more primitive. Will treat with drugs as well but I don't foresee any problems with this subject's diet our own food should be fine for him".

That was a relief to hear, as it meant I could hit the mess hall.

"Also I'll begin a round of vaccinations and a course of boosters once he wakes up".

I remembered that part without fondness. I've never liked needles.

"That's odd".

The recording seemed to pause but I could tell that the medical officer was in fact studying something on the computer he was using to record this information.

"Subject's midi-chlorian count was rather low to start with, well below the two point five thousand that is normal for a Human being... It now seems to have increased to beyond normal. Somehow our visitor has gained Force Sensitivity. I need to take another sample".

With that the hologram ended and without delay I selected the next file on the list.

"Its amazing, I didn't know it was possible but our guest's midi-chlorian count is rising. Its already ten thousand, more than enough to make him a future Sith or a Jedi".

The hologram seemed to type something and then the plain looking medical officer became seemingly upset.

"Just got the next series of test results in. Count is now twelve thousand. This is incredible, yesterday he didn't have two hundred now he has twelve thousand! Its as if the midi-chlorians are racing to catch up... I have to report this".

Racing to catch up with what? And how could I gain Force Sensitivity. I knew I had it but I'd assumed that I'd always had it.

Maybe I had always been and being here on a world strong in the Force, or at least its dark side, was causing my body to produce the midi-chlorians. Was that even possible? Could the increase in midi-chlorians be a result of being Force Sensitive rather than the cause?

Wanting to know more I selected the last file while wondering what was up with the shoddy record keeping, doctors really should keep better notes.

"Count is now over thirty thousand, but no longer increasing. He's awake and in the hands of the interrogators. Lord Wynn has taken custody and told me not to tell anyone of what I have found out, but given the rumour mill around here it won't belong before even the sanitation droids find out about this so I won't bother to delete my logs. Also I have begun...".

The hologram kept talking using medical terms I had no knowledge of but I no longer cared what the medic had to say.

A midi-chlorian count of thirty thousand, that was fifty percent higher than Anakin Skywalker's count and that guy was possible conceived by the will of the Force. So what did it mean that I had an even higher count?

At least now understood all the interest Wynn and Ban had shown me. They knew about the high count and they knew that with training that I could become a very powerful Sith.

Both of them had been testing the waters as it were, trying to find out more about me without me finding out why I deserved their attention.

Ban's seduction was now also starting to make sense. An older, sexy woman could easily manipulate a younger man with sex, perhaps she even wanted me to fall in love with her so she could control me from the start of my training.

Well that wasn't going to happen. At my level of Force Sensitivity I would one day be able to pull star ships out of the sky. There was no way I could allow myself to become someone else's tool, or worse a weapon.

However I wouldn't be able to free myself just yet. I might one day be able to fight an army singly handedly or blow up a Death Star in a X-wing, but right now I was totally helpless.

At least for the time being I would have to pretend that I was more naïve than I was. I'd let Ban think I was falling for her and I would show Wynn loyalty if I could. Sooner or later I'd have to chose between them, but not yet not before I learned what I needed to know and then I would be the one choosing who to support.

A soft chime filled the air and checked the computer stand to see if there was some sort of message or problem but the machine seemed to have gone into standby mode.

When the chime filled the air again I realised that someone was at he door. My heart rate increased as I thought about Ban returning for another bout of naked fun time but I calmed myself.

Wishing that I knew how to use the Force I approached the door and tried to sense who was on the other side. Closing my eyes I attempted to reach out with Force but I had no idea if I was actually doing it or just imagining things. Until I got some training I wouldn't know the difference but I figured that I was touching the Force I'd know about it.

Being a bit reckless I opened the door, and found a Human woman in a towel standing there. She about my age with dark red hair and an odd tattoo around her right eye. If she hadn't been next to naked and smiling I would of thought her a threat but she seemed harmless enough.

"My sani-steam isn't working, could I use yours?" the Sith requested.

Sani-steam? Oh she meant the shower. They were rather steamy here which explained the name for them.

Once I processed that I couldn't help but smile. This was like the plot to a bad porno.

"Sure come in" I said.

My goofy grin must of convinced the local Human that I was buying her act as her smile and tone of voice was extremely flirtatious.

"Thank you, I'm just dying for a good sani-steam I've been out in the Valley and the sand gets everywhere".

If she suggested that she needed her back scrubbing I'd pinch myself to ensure that this was in fact reality. It was either that or this was the porn parody version of the KOTOR universe.

When the woman's towel ended up in my hands I became sure that this was the most transparent attempt of seduction I'd seen since.. well last night really but at least this Sith wasn't attempting to use the Force to get me into bed.

I knew this because while I still couldn't resist these Mind Tricks at least I was able to detect them and I felt nothing odd going on in my brain. Or at least I didn't until I saw the Sith woman's backside. She had an ass that could only be described as a work of art. Sadly the view was cut off as she entered my bathroom.

"I'm Vaasta Khar by the way".

Vaasta, assuming that was her real name, hadn't bothered to close the door so I could hear the shower running.

"I'm..."

I decided to use my new name rather than the old one. I was suppose to be a Sith now.

"I'm Gothic".

For now at least, but one day it would be Lord Gothic or even Darth Gothic. I liked the sound of those titles.

Vaasta stepped out the shower dripped wet and nude. I caught an eye full of huge breasts and a bush a public hair. She was also rather curvy and yet firm looking. Quite different from the girls back home who were either overweight or way too skinny. Very few were a good mix between the two extremes like this Vaasta.

The only part I didn't care for was the public hair. With women it was always less is more in that department.

She seemed to pick up on my mild dislike and said.

"Back in a moment".

I shook my head and reminded myself that this woman would kill me in a heartbeat if it benefited her, simply because she was Sith. Add in the fact that she had appeared mere moments after I'd viewed the medical logs and I knew that her being here was not because she wanted to be my girlfriend.

"So you know about the count then?" I asked in a relaxed tone of voice.

"What count?" came the reply over the noise of running water.

I resisted the urge to get my blaster pistol. There'd be no point, she was unarmed yes but only because she felt confident enough to kill me without a weapon. And given that I had never fired a blaster I'd be a bigger danger to myself if I tried to defend myself with one.

"My midi-chlorian count" I answered "you knocked on my door seconds after I'd finished viewing the logs. Which means either that your spying on me or you somehow know I've seen the records, maybe you set a program up to alert you if I viewed the files".

Vaasta appeared before me once more utterly naked and now bare of hair between her legs, which was a minor improvement given what an excellent example of the female form she was.

"I'm good with technology," she informed "but I'm no Slicer. I couldn't get into your files as only the Academy's staff can access them normally, but your allowed access to your own records".

She got closer to me but I focused and didn't let myself be distracted. I even managed to ignore the fact that I had an erection. Thankfully Vaasta didn't draw any attention to what was pointing at her.

"So what was the plan?" I inquired "seduce me, wait until I slept and then use my computer to replay the files?".

Her smile let me know that I was on the right track.

"Everyone knows that you have a high count, higher than Lord Revan even. But no one knows just how high it is. I wanted to know".

Feeling a little emboldened I moved closer to the naked woman and said.

"Then you'd know if I was useful to you or not".

"Then I'd know how far you could go" she corrected with a hint of nervousness in her voice.

Mistrust was normal for the Sith but they also understood that sometimes alliances are needed. Sure they'd stab an ally in the back, but if they also thought that an alliance could keep benefiting them they'd do anything to keep it going, or this case they'd do anything to create such an alliance.

"Your smarter than you should be" Vaasta commented as she regained her confidence "I heard you were from some primitive system in Wild Space".

So that was the official story then. Nothing about me being from the future, and from another galaxy.

Hadn't the interrogators seen that? Or was it being kept quiet?

"Something like that" I told the Sith "my world doesn't have proper space travel but we have computers, and even simple droids".

She would know that much at least since she knew I had used the computer and droids were so common here that they were mostly invisible. Even I didn't pay them much attention as while they were much more advanced than any robot back on Earth I'd seen enough science fiction to find the idea of robots rather mundane.

Vaasta was now invading my personal space and dripping all over the stone floor. Korriban was a warm and dry place, well at least warm during the day, so she wouldn't get cold but she took the towel and dried off anyway.

"Its thirty thousand, in case you were wondering".

I didn't need the Force to sense her surprise and she seemed to believe it, not a word of denial past her lips. I knew she had accepted it as the truth because she was now giving me the impression that she was a little scared. In her place I'd been running away at this point so I didn't blame her for showing fear.

"But I know nothing about the Force" I half lied.

In truth I knew quite a bit about the Force and what it could do I just didn't know how to access it. Well I had a few ideas but nothing concrete.

It benefited me to have her think I knew nothing at all about the Force as it would give Vaasta a sense of greater superiority over me. Also it would tempt her into the forging the alliance she had come here with the intention of making.

"I could be very powerful one day" I told the Sith woman "if someone were to teach me the basics I would very grateful".

Slowly I walked around the drying Sith and hoped to high heaven that I had some hidden acting talent because I needed to convince Vaasta that I was far more confident than I actually was.

"How grateful?"

For a moment I wondered who was fooling who here but I pressed on knowing I didn't have a choice.

"I'd be indebted to that person and once I made my play for power I'd make sure that whoever had aided me was well rewarded. If only to ensure that they would continue to earn my gratitude".

That sounded all good and Sith like to me.

"I need to think about this" Vaasta said and she wrapped the towel around herself and went for the door "I'll come back and see you later, when I've decided what I am going to do".

As I watched the sexy piece of ass leave my room I wondered if she was new here as well. I'd of expected a real Sith to be more cool under pressure.

Knowing that there was nothing more to be gained from standing around thinking about sexy red heads I went back to the computer and listened to last file again, this time I paid attention to the medical jargon and picked out a few words.

I didn't understand much but the words pheromones came to my attention. Apparently I had strong ones for a Human. It could be that all men on my world did compared to ones here or it could be that I had been altered upon my arrival in this galaxy.

At least the Sith hadn't decided that I was some sort of freak and then gone on to dissect me in a lab. I didn't want anyone studying me or any part of me even if it didn't hurt to give a sample.

My stomach then rumbled and I knew that I would have to leave the relative safety of my room. The canteen was calling to me so attached my weapons to my belt and taking a few deep breathes I left the room summoning what courage I could as I entered the most dangerous of environments.

Research Facility. Korriban. Revan's Sith Empire. Star Wars KOTOR Galaxy.

Yuthura Ban had taken a shuttle to another hemisphere in order to make it to this meeting and if all went according to plan it would be well worth the trip.

It wasn't well known, even inside the empire, that Lord Revan had forged alliances with more than just parts of the Republic's military and private corporations. But some did know and the Twi'lek Sith was one of them.

Some of those alliances had been made with talented people that the leader of the Sith thought could be useful to him. Many of those were talented sciencists and in the empire they were well funded and cared for.

The research facility Ban was visiting today was kept on Korriban for a good reason. This was not a weapon's research facility, it wasn't even here to study the Sith artefacts which had been dug up on this world. It was actually a genetics lab.

Lord Revan was a genius, he was far more than the conquering warlord that he appeared to be. The former Jedi had many talents some of which had little to do with the Force.

The former Jedi was brilliant with machines he had even created his own kind of hunter-killer droid which showed that he had a great talent for understanding technology and he knew more about star ship engineering than many of house Kuat.

But while he had little understanding of the science of living things he did understand that it was important. He also understood that his empire would need more than star ships and droids in order to conquer the galaxy. What the empire needed more than anything else was Force Users.

That was why the facility was here. It was here to study Force Users and the students of the academy were a great source of DNA samples, and other things should they met an untimely end.

Ban had to get past many scanners and undergo a few searches by silver armoured soldiers before she actually got into the lab, but as a Sith apprentice she had a lot of authority so it only took half an hour to get past all the check points. Yet despite this long wait Ban's excitement was still evident on her face when she finally got into the lab of one of the professors.

Whatever race the alien was Ban didn't know. She never seen another of the tall, grey and graceful beings before. Which was odd because as both a Jedi and Sith she'd been all over the galaxy and interacted with thousands of races.

From what she found out, thanks to some generous bribes and the asking good questions, this race didn't get out much but they had an understanding of genetics few could hope to match. There was even take that this race had even began experimenting with cloning.

Ban dismissed the idea at once. Few races had ever enjoyed much success with cloning and she doubted the tall alien's people would ever perfect the art. For some reason the Force seemed to dislike the idea of mass producing people and things often went wrong with cloning sentient life forms.

However cloning was the not the speciality of this alien. Ko'Gaa as the being was called was far more interested in selective breeding.

Selective breeding (sometimes also called artificial selection) was a process used by humans and many humanoids to breed into animals and plants particular traits. Most of the time this was done to create domesticated species of food animals and thus was most common in agriculture, but it had also allowed self aware life forms to turn certain creatures into pets. However rarely was it practised with sentient lifeforms, mostly this was due to moral concerns but the Sith and this Ko'Gaa had no need of morals.

The tall pale skinned alien gave what past for a smile as Ban finally gained the larger beings attention.

"Do you have the sample I requested?" asked Ko'Gaa.

The Twi'lek nodded and opened the case she carried. Inside was a tube of semen, something which she had gone to some effort to acquire.

"Its fresh but... not pure" explained the Sith "I couldn't exactly ask him to fill a container. Well I could but this way was more discret".

Given that Ko'Gaa felt nothing when she cut into still living human beings and other races while ignoring their screams she didn't get embarrassed about things like sex. But she understood that some people did.

"Separating the two 'samples' will not be difficult" assured the biologist.

Ban did very well to hide her relief, and she also did a good job of pretending that she wasn't interested in what happened the sample she'd acquired even as she examined the lab.

The spinning test tubes, the hard working driods, and the containers of odd looking fluids gave the Twi'lek no clue as to what was going on. But she got the impression that if you looked past how bright and clean this lab was then you came understand that this was the workplace of someone completely insane.

"Why did you need that sample?" questioned the Sith "I already got you some of his blood".

The alien took a moment to study its fellow non-human before replying.

"I intend to artificial inseminate a female in order to discover if this Gothic can breed with the Humans of this galaxy".

Ban couldn't imagine that was all the geneticist was up to. She quickly deduced the real reason and was shocked by the idea. Not because she had any problems with this project, but because the idea was so... brilliant.

This exotic alien's plan was in keeping of the point of this facility, and if it worked no doubt Lord Revan would greatly reward Ko'Gaa for the being's part in securing the future of the Sith.

"Do let me know if you need more samples" offered the Twi'lek as she turned to leave.

"The more the better" replied the scientist.

Ban said nothing but as she left she couldn't help but smile while thinking about the possibilities the future had to offer.