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A.W
Yuthura Ban is indeed sex on legs with headtails. And being a Sith chick she's naturally going to screw with Gothic's head. Because that's what evil women do.
The problem with that plan is even if he gets a ship with a good map of the galaxy that doesn't mean he can just go around getting holocrons because they might not be in the same places that they are in Luke Skywalker's time or they might not even exist yet.
However Ship (the Sith mediation sphere) should be on Zoist if Gothic can get to Ship he should be able to use that vessel to help find all of the artefacts that he knows about. Darth Revan's Holocron should be easy enough to find as well. Although that will screw things up for Darth Bane.
Kaiya Smith
KOTOR is set a few thousand years before Anakin Skywalker is born so there is no way that Sith Gothic will be the Father. Anakin was conceived by the Force in any case.
Winter Feline
KOTOR I & II were a long time ago so I'll explain a few things.
Uthar Wynn is the Sith Master in charge of the Sith Academy on Korriban when Revan visits while seeking the map which leds to the Starforge. He isn't that important to this story as he has other things going on so that's why Yuthura Ban is in many ways moulding Gothic into a Sith.
Yuthura Ban is a Twi'lek Sith and also Uthar Wynn's apprentice. In the game in order to enter the academy you have to gain her approval first. Gothic was taken in so that part of her job was skipped. In my view she's pretty much the Deputy Headmistress even no one calls her that. During the game she tries to get Revan to help over throw her master so she can rule the school. This is normal for Sith and her primary motivation.
She's also working with Ko'Gaa who is an original character of mine and is an insane scientist exiled form Kamino. That alien is trying to find a way to make more Force Sensitivities so that Revan will have a fresh supply of Sith for his empire.
Vaasta Khar is also an original character. She's a Human Sith of moderate Force talent and while very smart she's not that ruthless, so she's seeking out allies to do the killing for her.
I hope that clears up the characters a bit.
The Pheromones are important, people underestimate them. Prince Xizor used them to great effect on mammal races while being a reptile so Gothic who is Human should be even more attractive to near Humans and Humanoids.
We also know that Force Users can be influenced by pheromones as the Killiks did it. Gothic's pheromones are more effective than most due to his biology. Plus he has that aura of power that draws people to him like most powerful Sith seem to.
I won't give to much away about why his seed is important just yet but your right to worry on Darth Gothic's behalf.
Selias
Unless he starts granting wishes its safe to assume that I meant genuine Sith.
Also yes they are indeed awesome games and the characters hold a special place in my heart.
War Sage.
I've got conflicting information on Human/Twi'lek hybrids. The EU says no but there's a Clone Wars episode where one of the Clones had a Twi'lek family. I just assumed the Clone adopted the children of his Twi'lek wife and was raising them as his own. But maybe it is possible. However I don't see Ban going to the trouble of getting pregnant herself when it would be easier to get a Human woman pregnant and then simply take the child. As you will in this chapter I went with that idea.
CookieMonsta1233
Force Sensitivity is an hereditary trait. Think about Skywalker/Solo family. Also yes that was a typo I of course meant semen not seamen. My dsylexia strikes again.
Sith Gothic
Part Two.
"Evil is a word used by the ignorant and the weak. The dark side is about survival. It's about unleashing your inner power. It glorifies the strength of the individual." ―Darth Zannah
Lower Levels. The Sith Academy. Korriban. Revan's Sith Empire. Star Wars KOTOR Galaxy.
It struck me as odd that I of all people was on a spiritual journey. But that's exactly what this was, an attempt to become one with a greater power a power which bound the universe and all living things within it together.
I'd never had much use for gods, and hated the idea of gaining inner peace with a passion that only a Sith could appreciate, yet I had in a way found a form of spiritualism.
Granted this was an evil kind of spiritualism, but in my view evil was as needed as much as good was. If everyone was good then the concept would become meaningless. In order to be good you needed evil to exist so you had something to measure your goodness by. Without there being evil to tempt people, no one could resist it and truly embrace goodness.
To the Sith, what was evil and what was good was nothing more than a point of view. Evil was a word used by the ignorant masses in an attempt to keep those who had the potential to rise above the rabble from doing so. A Sith needed to rid themselves of social guilt and embrace the power of the individual.
As for me, well I believed that both good and evil were real but the ancient texts in the archives were trying to convince me otherwise. Books and scrolls written by men now long dead all told me the same thing, only in different ways.
At least I could finally read this stuff thanks to the personal computer that had been given to me by the academy.
As it turned out that I wasn't the only student who didn't read Basic. There were a number of students here that only spoke (and in some cases they could also read) in Huttese. To combat this problem these students were given personal computers that scanned documents and then translated them into the written format of Huttese. The machine could even read it the text for you if you didn't mind people possible overhearing whatever it was you were studying.
It had been a simple matter to program the device to translate things into English. It had taken the protocol droid about thirty seconds to figure out the alphabet and then to fed that information into my hand held computer.
Now I could translate anything from Basic into English and the machine could even interface with other devices, allowing to use the computers without the need for a voice interface.
Of course I planned to learn the written format for Basic but there was no rush as I could pick up as I went along.
Currently I was swapping out some data cards and inserting them into my personal reader. The data cards were used to store large amounts of information. Data cards were a bit USB drives or CDs but they were stacked like books down in the archives. There were boxes of the things and each box was on a single subject but there were also old scrolls, real books and even few stone tablets. It was an impressive collection to say the least.
I was pleased that I was quickly getting to grips with the native technology. Everything here was remarkably easy to use once you had a way to decipher the strange alien symbols.
It was clearly all built for human, or humanoid, use and the designers of these devices understood that things needed to be as simple as possible when your product will be used across the galaxy. A child could so easily use everything in the Sith Academy and even an outsider like me quickly figured out how to use the library systems.
Still despite the wealth of information around me I was still no closer to understanding how to access the Force.
What I wouldn't give to find a copy of 'The Dark Side For Dummies' down here.
I understood that the Dark Side required the use of emotions but I was ensure how getting angry would allow me to use telekinesis or wield a lightsabre. In my experience intense emotions tended to cloud a person's judgement and prevented focus.
Some of the documents said that a Force User had to use their emotions to fuel the use of the Dark Side while others said that the emotions would allow the Dark Side to use me.
This was very confusing so I sat back and tried to remember the EU books I had read over the years, hoping that this would give me some clue as to how to start.
If only I knew what the Force felt like. I hadn't been born with it as far as I knew but since my Midi-chlorian count had shot up upon arriving in this galaxy I should feel different. Shouldn't I?
Maybe I needed to get angry, really angry if I used the Dark Side even for a moment then I'd know what it was and if I knew what it was I was looking for it would be easy to find again.
I started to walk around while wondering how I was going to get angry when something rather unexpected and yet extremely fortitudes happened.
Someone hit me.
The punch came out of no where and while it didn't really hurt it scare me, and that was enough to make me panic. Which in my mind was completely excusable since I'd been rather on edge about getting attacked. The students here as liked to rise to the top of the social structure by standing on the beaten and broken bodies of weak. In that respect its not unlike a normal school only when I was in college no one tried to murder me in order to get a better mark on their coursework.
Right now I did not want to die, not when I had the chance to gain a life that actually meant something, and in my desperation the Dark Side came to me.
It wasn't much and it wasn't at all focused on the guy trying to beat the shit out me but it helped anyway as we were thrown away from each just far enough that the blows stopped coming.
I tried to feel the Force again but it was gone and the brief touch hadn't been enough to allow me to get a proper measure of it. I cursed and tried to make myself angry but that single second of Force use had taken a lot out of me.
"She's mine, you can't have her!".
My attacker turned out to be boy of about sixteen, if I was any judge, and he looked as if he wanted to kill me. Which to be fair was pretty normal for a Sith, student or otherwise.
"What are you talking about?" I asked while picking myself up.
The brat was either on about Yuthura Ban or Vaasta Khar. I couldn't see Ban even noticing this guy existed but he could have a crush on her or Khar for that matter. The Sith are suppose to embrace their passions and they are ruthless so beating the crap out of a guy the girl you fancy is hanging around with is pretty reasonable behaviour actually. At least by local standards.
But while this was a pretty minor event I just wasn't in the mood to deal with a lovestruck teenager. So when he pulled out a knife I pulled out my blaster and shot him. I'd never actually fired the weapon but using it turned out to be idiot proof.
It was set on stun of course. I wasn't going to kill anyone, especially not over a girl, and I left the knocked out teen on the floor.
Before I got more than a few stacks away a voice called out and made me jump. I really had to learn to sense nearby people with the Force.
"Why didn't you kill him? He went for his knife, it was self defence".
To my complete lack of shock it was Vaasta Khar. I wasn't surprised to see her because in my experience girls actually like seeing guys fight over them. A Sith would find the prospect even more attractive than most.
"Because I want him to try and kill me again" was the answer I gave.
That was actually true. I did want him to try and kill me again 'try' being the operative word. He wouldn't succeeded because if he was a killer I'd already be dead. The teen had reached for his knife not his blaster which meant he wanted to hurt me not murder me. He could of shot me quite easily, no he'd wanted me to know it was him, he was going for pain not death.
Fool.
"And why do you want him to try and kill you?" the red head inquired.
The reason was because when he had attacked me I'd just for a single moment touched the Force. It had been there waiting for me to need it, to need it badly enough that without it I'd die. The Dark Side wouldn't respond to my command, at least not yet, but if I really needed it perhaps it would return.
"Amusement" was the answer I gave the Sith.
If she knew I was lying she didn't mention it, instead she followed me around the stacks and changed the subject.
"I went to your room, but you weren't there" she told me.
'And since I figured out how to password protect the door you couldn't go in and wait for me' I said to myself.
"Obviously" I replied.
She noticeable reacted to how cold I was acting but I didn't care, she'd just set me up to get attacked. No doubt she'd filled that boy's head with some rubbish and he'd reacted like most walking bags of hormones would.
Not that he was fully to blame here. Jealousy was tied to the Dark Side and here on Korriban the Dark Side was strong. Even I knew that, you didn't need the Force to feel it the evidence was all around me.
"My sani-steams still not working" Vaasta mentioned coyly.
Part of me wanted to say something on the lines of 'then call a plumber' but if I was ever going to be a Sith I needed to play these games and give into my passions.
So what did I desire?
Wealth, power, sex, to be worshipped and adored, to hold the lives of others in my hand and then take them. To conquer worlds and to shatter nations just like the other Sith seemed to want.
Well I knew what I didn't want and that was to have to try and find the power of the Dark Side by myself. Having someone to teach me the basics would be a lot more productive than roaming around the archives looking for answers to questions that I didn't really know how to ask.
"You can use mine" I offered after the silence between us started to become painful.
"I'll see in an hour then" she said before going back to the unconscious boy.
Hopefully she would convince the lad to try and beat me up again rather than kill him. He wasn't a bad sort really.
Although given where he was he wouldn't be the good sort for long so I might have to kill him myself. But not right now. It was too soon to make waves like that and I still had a use for him.
Just like Vaasta Khar did.
Lower Levels. The Sith Academy. Korriban. Revan's Sith Empire. Star Wars KOTOR Galaxy.
"How did it go?" questioned Yuthura Ban as Vaasta Khar rejoined her master behind a stack of data cubes.
"I'm meeting him in his room in one hour" the younger Sith reported.
Ban gave the student what passed for a warm smile with her.
"Good" she replied "I want you close to him just in case he needs to die".
Vaasta didn't react but deep down inside she was a little concerned about killing the new student. She wondered if she could actually kill him if the time came. She'd killed before but she'd never murdered someone, at least not directly.
"Are you taking any birth control?" inquired the Twi'lek
Khar was rendered speechless for a moment or two before nodding.
"How quickly could you get pregnant, if you wanted to?" was the next question the alien asked of the Human.
Vaasta centred herself quickly and then answered the question.
"A week or two, maybe a month. But there aren't any guarantees".
Ban understood that Human females could in theory be impregnated at any time, they didn't have a mating season nor did they require any special preparation, but that didn't mean that they would immediately get pregnant if they tried.
"I want you get pregnant and for Gothic to be the father".
Vaasta had expected to hear something like that as soon as birth control was mentioned but that didn't mean that she didn't have questions.
"Why?"
Rather than answer Ban said.
"Should you succeed I will have a safe house prepared. You won't be required to care for the child and you will be richly rewarded as by then I will be leading this academy. I will need an apprentice".
Vaasta didn't need to be told what would happen if she didn't get impregnated as soon as her benefactor wished.
The young Sith at once started to think about fertilely drugs. Normally Force User avoided such things as they tended to interfere with their connection to the Force but Vaasta might not have any choice.
"It will be done my lord" the Human said while bowing to the alien.
With that the two women separated and Vaasta Khar walked over the stunned body of the boy who loved her as she made her way to the lift.
She never gave him another thought.
Personal Chambers. The Sith Academy. Korriban. Revan's Sith Empire. Star Wars KOTOR Galaxy.
During my search of the achieves I'd scanned and uploaded a lot of data, so I had plenty to read and I could access more with the computer stand over by the wall.
This was the main source of information for me as I hadn't as of yet been invited to join any of the masters in either thier group lessons, or better yet a tutorial.
I didn't know why this was but I guessed that either Ban or Wynn had told them not to. Perhaps all the masters were waiting to see what I could do on my own before I was accepted as simply another student.
It would certainly help if I could actually use the Force.
So far it seemed to allude me. I could feel it being used on me and I had used it for one brief moment but that wasn't enough. I still didn't know what it was I was looking for.
Maybe it was all about willpower?
To test this I took a data disk out of my pocket and placed on the bed. I then tried to make it move thinking that such a small thing should be easy to move when some Force Users could move people and star ships.
But nothing happened.
This time I pulled up the sleeves of my grey academy uniform and held both hands, and then tried to will the object into my hand.
It didn't move at all. Not one smegging inch.
Frustration boiled in my blood and soon came the anger. Then it happened the disk flew through the air and whacked me on the head.
"Ow".
Painful but good, emotions were the key. Maybe the Jedi obtained some sort of oneness with the universe but not the Sith, no we had to get mad at something just to move it with our minds.
Why was this so hard? I had a midi-chlorian count that was impossibly high yet I'd hurt myself using telekinesis.
Still at least now I understood how to make it work. I'd felt the anger and focused, but there was nothing different in how things felt within and without.
Shouldn't I feel the Force, or it had always been there? If so then shouldn't I at least feel it more than before?
Maybe it was different for some people?
Trying something else I stopped attempting to will the disk into my hand and instead tried to 'feel the Force' but not in me rather I tried to feel the Force around me.
I began to wonder, as I stood there trying to sense the binding energy of universe, if I wouldn't just discover the Force. Maybe it took time. Maybe it wasn't a sudden realization that totally changed a person but instead it would come to me slowly as to not overwhelm me. Or perhaps I'd always had it but only now was strong enough with me to be of any use.
The one thing I did know was that my emotions were a path to power. Anger and fear allowed me to call upon the Force's Dark Side for as long as I could sustain the feeling. So if I wanted use my supernatural abilities I would have to learn to control my emotions. I had learn to call upon them at will. To make myself feel what I needed to feel.
Not as easy as it sounded. I wasn't one to simply get mad for no reason. Perhaps I could trigger the right emotions by remembering things that made me feel.
Normal people don't go around trying to make themselves angry psychopaths. Society frowns on that sort of thing as it makes people lash out and act all crazy.
In my view most Sith should be locked away and made to wear straight jackets, if it weren't for the fact that they had super powers that would likely be how it worked.
"A Sith relies on their passions for their strength".
The words came out of me on their own and while they were another person's words, they were rather helpful.
What I needed to do was to embrace my passions, to allow myself to feel what some would call 'negative emotions' things like anger, jealously, fear and of course lust.
As if on cue the door chimed.
If it was Yuthura Ban or even better Vaasta Khar then I could start embracing my lust. I could become more sexually aggressive, perhaps that would get me more in-tune with the Dark Side.
I focused on my desire for sex making myself want it badly, which was rather easy since the desire to mate is a strong one, and then I willed the button which opened the door to be pressed.
Amazingly it worked and as Vaasta Khar walked in wearing nothing but a towel she couldn't be blamed for thinking that the smile was for her.
"Someone's happy to see me" she said as she headed for my bathroom.
For a moment doubt filled me as I felt bad about using a person as emotional fuel, but I pushed it aside by reminding myself that being moral and righteous was death sentence here.
I embraced my dark side and grabbed Vaasta by the shoulder.
"We both know that your shower works fine" I told her.
I'd forgotten to say sani-steam rather than shower but she didn't seem to care.
Rather than let her answer me I pulled her towel away and then kissed her. Had she resisted at all I know I would of stopped but for her own reasons she accepted the kiss and even started to run her hands up my chest.
There was no need to feel guilty about pressuring her into having sex if she was willing and that made me feel better as I wasn't sure if I could of forced the issue.
With great effort I pushed aside such feelings by telling myself that the Sith were all about dominance and submission. I had to dominate in order to grow and that meant making others submit.
I put these thoughts into action and pushed Vaasta on to the bed. I took a moment to admire her well toned body and flawless skin once more before starting to undress.
To her credit Vaasta wasted no time in foreplay she simply opened her legs and showed me that she was ready. Given how wet she was I guessed that she knew how to make herself feel lustful and aroused. That or she'd walked into my room after warming herself up. If so then she really wanted to me to fuck her. But even if she hadn't been it wouldn't of mattered much as I was training myself to get past such concerns.
As I entered Vaasta I paused just long to wonder what sort of monster I might one day become. But I quickly pushed that concern aside as well and refocused on my desires. I wanted sex and now I was taking what I wanted. That was the way of the Sith.
The Sith now softly moaning as I fucked her seemed to want sex as much as I did but that shouldn't matter to me so I ignored it and kept my attention on my pleasure.
I went at the pace I chose and kept at it forcing myself not to care for my bed partners enjoyment. In any case she seemed to either be enjoying herself or at least she pretended that she was having fun.
Vaasta's arms were around me I could feel her nails digging to my back. Not enough to hurt but was noticeable. I paid it no mind and kept going pushing my cock deeper inside her cunt with every thrust.
Unlike Ban she didn't her muscles to milk my dick so I just went in deeper letting the Sith's tight pussy envelop my manhood. Vaasta whimpered a little as I hurt but it was only a little painful. Clearly she'd never had sex with someone as aggressive as I was being now. I was also the more experienced when it came to sex I could tell that.
As I'd intended I attempted to reach out with the Force and to sense something while utilizing my passions. I thought I sensed lust but that wasn't helpful as that happened to be what I was feeling, so it was impossible to know if what I was sensing her lust or my own.
Still I made the best of the situation and tried to sense something about the woman who was currently beneath my sweating form.
"Yes...Yes! Oh kriff, don't stop, please." She cried as she neared her climax sooner than I would of guessed.
She'd kept her mouth shut for the most part since I'd started making use of her body. Something had made her lose control. Had I done that when I'd tried to sense her in the Force?
"Stars, fuck me harder!" Vaasta begged her control now gone.
My own desire for an orgasm was now overwhelming it was if we were both losing control.
I unloaded my sperm into her waiting womb. She finally came a moment later as if she had been waiting for it, the event left her gasping as she laid flat upon the bed. Her breasts were pressing sensually into my chest and I longed to rest my head upon them but that wasn't to be. Sex was one thing but the Sith weren't about providing each other with comfort.
Rolling off the Star Wars native I wondered if it would be a good to kick her out at this point in order to make it clear that she was nothing more than a means to an end.
Thankfully I didn't have to make the choice as she got up and picked up her towel.
"I'll be ready for round two after I get clean," she informed "but only if your up for it".
Now that sounded like a challenge. Something which I couldn't back down from.
"Be quick" I told Vaasta "or I might have to find someone more energetic to share my bed".
There was cruelty in what I said it was the same teasing tone she had used.
"Oh I can be energetic," she assured "you'll see. I'm going on top next".
Now that did sound like fun.