Aleah was amazed by the immaculate halls of the ship.

In truth, she had only ever seen them from the outside, but now that she was inside one, she took the time admire this impressive piece of Corellian engineering, trading a greeting or two with some crew members as she did. The mess hall was just as grand, the food was also great, full of flavor and wasn't mixed with Hyperdrive coolant. During her meal, Aleah began to wonder something—How did the others become members of the Nova Star?

That answer could come later, but right now, she wanted to eat a good meal.

After eating Aleah, went about her day, helping around the ship and training with Dray. During training, Dray stopped for a break, not because he was tired, no. He stopped because he could feel Aleah being deep in thought about how he or the others came to be part of the crew.

The Bothan looked at Aleah. "Have you ever heard of the Sith Lord Darth Plagueis?"he asked.

"No." Aleah replied swiftly.

"I thought not," Dray sighed. After all, Aleah had only been with the Jedi for only nine months. He leaned against a workout bench, studying Aleah in the well lit room. "It's not a story that should be talked about. Only a few Jedi Masters know of it."

"Would you be willing to tell me about him?" Aleah asked, suddenly forgetting her master's warning to not talk about it.

The Bothan nodded. "Long ago, when I was a Jedi Master, Plagueis offered me to teach me unlimited power if I turned to the dark side and joined him. Now I knew he was lying and I flat out refused him, but Plagueis vowed vengeance. Of course I reported this to the Jedi Council, but for some strange reason, no action was taken. They had no reason to believe that he was still alive."

"So, what happened?" Aleah asked.

"Well," Dray continued, his voice become thick with sadness. "After about a year went by, I met a beautiful Togorian named Luna. I found myself being drawn to her, for she was a wonderful singer. But if I had taken the time to consider obeying the Jedi code, I would have seen that she was a distraction from my following up with my training. Oh, how I wish I had broke it off sooner with her." Aleah could tell Dray was having a very hard time speaking about this, but he needed to tell her the rest of the story.

"We got married and I left the Jedi Order. For ten years we were happy and Luna had blessed me with a son. But one day I returned home to find my beloved Luna dead! My son was missing. And then, I saw her killer. Plagueis wasted no words and during the battle, I gave into the Dark Side." Aleah's eyes went wide, but she remained silent. "Plagueis offered me to join him again, but I still refused, so he force slammed me into the ground before raising his lightsaber and slashing my left eye, blinding it!"

Aleah suddenly looked very worried. Her concern for her master's mental well being washed over her like the tide on a sandy beach. "Did Plagueis spare you for a reason?" he asked.

"Yes," the Bothan answered in a shaky voice. "He let me live to spread the message that the Sith had returned, but I never delivered that message."

Aleah already figured out why he never delivered the message. "You went to look for your son." she said.

"Yes, that is how I met Jens and why I joined the Nova Star."

Aleah asked one final question. "Whatever happened to Darth Plagueis?"

Dray smiled. "He was killed in his sleep by his apprentice." Then the Bothan looked at Aleah sternly. His next words were full of warning. "Beware of the power of the heart, following it blindly only leads to the Dark Side."

Aleah knew what Dray was referring to. "I won't let my love for Siv mislead my path."

"I should hope so, my young apprentice," Dray smiled, then left to got do some extra work around the ship.

Aleah thought hard about master's warning on being love. She did love Siv and knew that he would want her to keep on training but at one some point, as she passed by a door near the engineering spaces, Aleah could have sworn she heard…

Singing.

Stopping in front of the door where the surprisingly beautiful chant originated, Aleah reached out with force, her eyes going wide in surprise as she felt the familiar force signature of her new Mandalorian boyfriend. And so, as quietly as she could, Aleah entered Siv's room, which was already a mess of different components, from practical scanners to panels taken off the walls, exposing the intricate network of wires and conduits.

But right now, the Nelvaanian's attention was solely on the Mandalorian, hunched over on his bunk, his goggles protecting him from the sparks flying from within his helmet that had taken a bit of damage during their horrific encounter, the rest of the young man's armor off to the side, leaving him in his beige tunic and brown work pants, his bare feet touching the cold floor as he boots were off to the side as well. But, Siv didn't really care as he was clearly distracted, as evident by the fact that he didn't even acknowledge Aleah's presence as he continued to sin softly to himself the words lost of Aleah as they were in Siv's native tongue.

"Naasad'guur mhi, Naasad'guur mhi, Naasad'guur mhi,

Mhi n'ulu, Mhi Mando'ade,

Kandosii'ade, Teh Manda'yaim,

Mando'ade."

Once the final notes had drifted away, Siv slowly looked up. And as Aleah observed, behind his goggles, Siv appeared to have been crying, the green lens doing little to hide the bloodshot eyes behind them. And while she wanted to comfort him at that moment, Aleah held back, sensing the moment wasn't right, even as Siv sent a gentle smile, placing his project to the side, as well as his goggles.

"That was a beautiful song, Siv," Aleah finally said as she crossed over to him, the Nelvaanian surprising the Mandalorian by sitting on his lap, a teasing smirk on her lips.

"Is it a love song?" she teased as she pressed her forehead to his, the boy letting out a light chuckle as he wrapped his arms around her.

"It sounds so lonely and longing."

"It's called Naasad'guur mhi – Mhi n'ulu," Siv answered, returning her teasing smirk as he decided to translate.

"And sorry to spoil the illusion, but it roughly translates as, 'Nobody likes us but we don't care, because we're Mandos, and we're the best.'"

"O-oh," Aleah responded, her eyes wide in shock at this new piece of information.

"Such a lonely song, then…yet it sounded so personal coming from you."

This was said with a sort of sorrow, which was only intensified for Aleah as she felt sorrow radiate from Siv, who sat silently for a moment, his gaze in the cold floor as he just held Aleah…who felt the silence become unbearable as she used a finger to raise his chin so his gaze could meet hers.

"Siv," she cooed, almost pleadingly.

"Talk to me."

And while he wished he didn't have to, Siv knew that there had to be a deep level of communication between him and his new girlfriend.

"The song is personal to me because."

Siv paused as he spoke, swallowing a lump in his throat before continuing in choked whisper.

"My family are outcasts among our own people."

"What?" Aleah asked, shock written all over her face as Siv clariid, his voice now firm as he spoke.

"I am Sivad of Clan Drawoh…House Kryze, the Royal family of Mandalore."

When he knew he had Aleah's attention, Siv continued.

"Decades ago, my Great-Great grandfather was the ruler of Mandalore. His reign was one of the most prosperous, but also one of the bloodiest. He ruled with an iron fist, crushed those who would dare oppose him. Our people named him, Mandalore the Heartless One. He was feared by all…"

Siv paused as he looked at a Aleah, a fresh line of tears in his eyes as stared at her, heartbreak in his gaze as he tightened his grip on her, the former Jedi responding in kind as she held his head close to her chest.

"Even the Jedi…there was once a time where the Jedi were sent to help overthrow him, to allow a more peaceful government to take his place. They succeeded, my grandfather was killed, and the head of House Kryze was instated as the new Mandalore. But my grandfather's descendants and followers splintered off from the new government, waging war against them until a Drawoh was Mandalore once again."

Siv paused again, his face now hollow and his voice void of any emotion.

"Before the Invasion of Naboo, they launched a civil war against Duke Adonai Kryze. Two Jedi sent to protect him, and his family aided in quelling the rebellion. By that point, my parents, who were disillusioned with the cause, tried to defect, but were executed for fear of being spies…right before my eyes by one of the Jedi."

Once again Siv's eyes brimmed with tears, but a light smile traced his lips.

"I'd be dead two if the other Jedi, a kind man with long brown hear and beard stepped in, convincing his partner and the Duke's forces to spare me."

With that, Siv turned to Aleah, surprising her by placing a small peck on her lips.

"I never did find out who the Jedi was that killed my parents, but… I'll never forget those eyes. He had deep green eyes that seemed to peer right into my very soul. He disappeared into the Outer Rim after that. However, the Jedi who stood up for me, it helped see that not all Jedi are bad and that is why I hold no ill will toward the Jedi…because a Jedi saved me."

But then, is face fell again.

"But it didn't matter. Because to them I was an uncivilized threat in a civilized time, despite my age."

Another pause before his voice became cold and hard again.

"Because I was a Drawoh."

For a long moment, the two just sat in silence, Aleah taking the time to let Siv's words sink into her mind. But the more she did, the more she found they had in common. The lies, the deceit cast upon both their people, their CLANS, led to them being outcasts. Cast aside because of the legacy their titles carried.

But in the end, as Aleah observed, they were nothing like what their respective orders where before.

"I have always believed," she finally said, her thoughtful gaze on the floor, "that the past of one's people does not define who they are…but rather the path they set for themselves."

And with that, Aleah once again raised Siv's gaze to meet hers, a soft, loving smile on her muzzle as she looked deep into his eyes.

"Siv, in the short time I have known you, you have been in my every thought. The way you move, the way you talk, the way you smile, and definitely the way you laugh."

And with that, Aleah, much to Siv's confusion, but also slight arousal, moved so that she was now straddling his hips, her hands on his shoulders to keep her steady.

"The Jedi are gone, so I shall forge my own path…as I see fit."

Siv, upon hearing the last bit, stared longingly at the beautiful Nelvaanian, who reached forward to cup his cheek as she settled in his lap.

"The universe brought us together for a reason, Siv…That much I do believe."

"And it brought me to Jens and the Nova Star, but most of all it brought you to me, Aleah," Siv said, his voice soft and full of love.

At this point, Aleah was so overcome with emotion, emotions long repressed since her time with the order, that she lunged at Siv, who, with an "OOMPH!" landed on his back on the soft bed, the female straddling his waist in the process. Before he could register what was happening, Siv found that Aleah had planted her lips onto his.

Recovering from the shock, Siv slowly melted into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around Aleah's waist. However, Siv was met with another surprise. Not ten seconds into the kiss, Siv felt Aleah's tongue brushing against his teeth, begging for entrance. Not being one to deny the female, Siv obliged, parting his lips and teeth, meeting Aleah's tongue with his own, the Nelvaanian, in what little focus she had, using the force to magnetically seal and soundproof the room for what was about to happen. Soon, sounds of moaning filled the room as tongues fought for dominance.

At some point during the raunchy make-out session, Aleah's hands had found their way beneath Siv's tunic, vigorously running her hands over the toned chest muscles of her partner. Moaning into the girl's mouth, Siv's hands began to drift lower until they were both grabbing Aleah's toned, but surprisingly round rear. Giving a firm squeeze with both hands, Siv succeeded in eliciting a loud moan from Aleah. Pulling away from the kiss, Aleah brought herself into an upright position. Looking on in want and confusion, Siv's eyes quickly began to widen as Aleah began to remove her tunic, all with a playful smirk on her face. But, before she could discard the piece of clothing, however, Siv quickly reached up with both hands to stop her.

"Aleah," he whispered in a panic, "what if someone walks in?"

Aleah, undeterred by Siv's worry, leaned down until her mouth was right by one of his ears.

"Don't worry, I took care of it…besides, I think a particular part of you likes that idea," she whispered hoarsely. Of course, Aleah was referring to the ever-growing bulge in Siv's trousers, which proceeded to rub against her covered crotch, which only added to her stimulation more.

Bringing herself back up to her former position, Aleah proceeded to shed her tunic, revealing chest wrappings that covered her feminine attributes. This, combined with Aleah's lustful stare and teasing smile, awakened a lustful urge deep within Siv.

Returning the smile, Siv suddenly turned the tables on Aleah.

Letting out a surprised yelp, Aleah was the one to find herself on her back, with Siv towering over her. With a mischievous smile, Siv removed his belt, and soon after began to shed his tunic. In anticipation, Aleah proceeded to remove her trousers. Once the piece of clothing was off of her legs, Aleah, now clad in only her chest wrappings and cotton panties, watched as Siv removed his tunic.

But, what Aleah saw made her gasp.

"Oh, Siv," she whispered, bringing herself up so that she was now sitting on her knees just inches from the young male.

All over Siv's torso were scars. Scars left from repair injuries, blades, and even a few blasters.

With a sad smile, Siv took Aleah's hands in his own and began to trace them along each scar, each bump and dip in the skin making her shiver. As this happened, Siv allowed his eyes to wander over Aleah's body. Honestly, it was not what he was expecting. Due to her usual attire, Aleah appeared small and lanky. But without it, she was, in Siv's opinion, even more beautiful.

While still lean, Aleah had curves and contours that would make any male do a double-take. Although her remaining articles of clothing left little to the imagination. It was at that moment, Siv grew bolder.

As Aleah continued to trace her fingers along Siv's many scars, she failed to notice the Mandalorian reaching behind her back. It was only until she felt the cool air blow across her bare breasts that she realized that Siv had removed her chest wrappings. Before she could properly react, Aleah let out a sharp gasp as Siv cupped both of her small, but round breasts, which were a bit of a handful for him.

Recovering from the shock, Aleah looked into Siv's eyes, eyes filled with all the love and lust she was experiencing at that very moment. No words were exchanged as Siv and Aleah resumed their make-out sessions, their loud moans once again filling the room. But, while the moment was greatly enjoyable, Aleah was hungering for something else.

And the very thought made her smile mischievously.

Siv gasped as he felt Aleah snake one of her hands into his trousers, the object of her desires very clear. And once the former Jedi found what she was looking for, her heart rate increased as she grasped her partner's now fully erect member. Slowly, Aleah began to fondle Siv's member, offering slow strokes up and down it's length, succeeding in eliciting strained moans of pleasure from the handsome lad. But, Aleah was wrong in thinking that she had the upper hand. While she was focused on stimulating the hard member, she failed to notice Siv slip one of his hand into her cotton panties.

"Siv," she gasped out as she felt his fingers gently trace her sensitive nether regions, which had since grown quite wet from her flaring hormones. Soon Siv's pace on Aleah's slit began to match her pace on his throbbing member. Aleah suddenly let out a load moan as she felt Siv insert a finger into her tight caverns, slowly building a quicker tempo as he moved the digit in and out. Before long, Aleah couldn't take it any longer.

Removing her hand from Siv's trousers, she quickly pushed Siv onto his back. Slightly confused, Siv was far from disappointed when he saw Aleah stand to her feet. Soon, Siv's mouth began to water as he witnessed Aleah began to remove her cotton panties, a single strand of fluid connecting it with her sweet flower, which at this point was dripping with want.

But the fun was just beginning.

As soon as she was free from her last article of clothing, Aleah turned so that she was now facing away from Siv, only to lower herself so that her forbidden fruit, the flesh a delish looking dark blue, was just inches from his face. In just seconds, Aleah was moaning in pleasure as Siv took a tentative lick of her sweet nectar. The feeling of Siv's tongue running from the base of her slit to her sensitive clitoris was so euphoric to her. But, upon looking at the tent that was still in her partner's trousers, a naughty idea came to Aleah's mind.

Leaning forward so that her breasts were now pressed against Siv's stomach, Aleah hooked her thumbs into the hem of his constricting trousers. Slowly, Aleah began to remove Siv's trousers, along with his undergarments. Unfortunately, she only managed to get them to the middle of his thighs before being met with a surprising sight.

"Wow," she moaned as she tentatively grasped the nine-inch member with one of her hands, cupping the swollen balls with her other. To Aleah's surprise, she barely managed to wrap her hand all the way around the engorged member. But if Siv's loud moans were any indication, he was far from disappointed. Taking his moans as encouragement, Aleah slowly began to stroke the rather large member.

How is this supposed to fit in me? She inquired to herself. However, she was beginning to care less and less. Especially now that Siv was plunging his tongue deep into her wet cavern. With newfound vigor, Aleah began to up the speed on her stroke until she saw a glob of clear fluid appear at the tip. Curiosity getting the best of her, Aleah took a hesitant lick. To her surprise, she found the salty, but slightly sweet taste to be rather inviting. Pausing briefly to contemplate her next course of action, Aleah was pulled from her thoughts as Siv pulled away from her now quivering crotch.

"It's only fair," he teased before plunging his tongue back into Aleah's sweet folds. Unable to resist any longer, Aleah tentatively ran her tongue from the base of the long shaft to the tip until she built up a steady rhythm. Now, with the musky taste on her tongue, the invigorating scent in her nose, and the pleasure she was receiving from Siv, Aleah was experiencing full bliss she never thought she would experience. In fact, up until this point, the closest she had ever come to feeling this intense pleasure was pleasuring herself, like at Cid's. But now, she was overjoyed to finally be living out one of her deepest desires.

"Kriff, Aleah," Siv silently cursed, catching her attention. During her personal musings, Aleah failed to notice that she had begun to unconsciously wrap her lips around the head of Siv's engorged penis. After a moment's hesitation, Aleah decided to continue by swirling her tongue around the head, which sent Siv into a deeper state of pleasure. Hearing Siv's moans, Aleah decided to push herself a little further.

With some effort, Aleah began to lower her head further on the hot piece of flesh, humming in content as she continued to swirl her tongue around the impressive member, her taste buds exploding from the addicting new taste. Siv was so deep in bliss that he could no longer focus on pleasuring his partner who, while only half way down, felt the head poke at the back of her throat, making her gag slightly. But, she was undeterred.

"Aleah? You alri-EEEOOOHH!" Siv's question turned into a low moan as Aleah did something he didn't expect. Steeling herself, Aleah began to attempt to swallow the entire length of his member. At that moment, Siv was trying his hardest not to release his load. But the warm, tight confines of Aleah's throat were making it rather difficult. But once Aleah had succeeded in hilting the entire member in her throat, Siv could feel his climax approaching.

"Aleah...Cumming," he moaned out, which only egged the girl on further. Pulling off of Siv's member until the head was the only part still in her mouth, Aleah began to rapidly stroke his member, desperate to have her first taste of his semen. And in just ten seconds, she got what she wanted as the first shot of the salty discharge fired into her mouth, followed by four more. While Aleah tried her best to swallow what she could, she pulled completely off of Siv's penis, resulting in the last two shots landing across her muzzle and in her eye.

"Dank Farrick, Siv?!" she seethed, wiping the semen from her eye, only to let out a yelp of surprise as Siv grabbed her by the thighs and pushed her down his torso. Aleah then let out an involuntary moan as Siv, having brought himself into a sitting position, grabbed her breasts, pulling her up so that her back was against his chest.

"Sorry," he whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine, "but you are a natural."

At that moment, Aleah felt the tip of Siv's member poke against her sacred entrance. The strange feeling caused her to release a low moan. Even though Siv took this as a sigh to continue, he did want to be a gentleman in a certain aspect.

"Is this your first time?" he inquired softly. Turning to meet his gaze, Aleah gave a timid nod before answering.

Aleah responded by sending the young man a pointed look that screamed "seriously?", giving Siv his answer. Knowing that Aleah's first time would be painful at first, Siv offered a caring smile before pulling her into a passionate kiss, wrapping his arms around her midriff. Moaning into the kiss, Aleah reached down and positioned the head of Siv's penis was lined up with her entrance. Slowly, Aleah began to lower herself, her tight cavern stretching slightly to accommodate the intruding organ.

"So big," she whined as she sank deeper onto Siv's member, the latter struggling to keep his moans under control.

"So tight," Siv groaned. However, just when Siv was about halfway in, he felt a barrier preventing further access. Aleah, knowing what was coming next, grasped onto Siv's arms before giving a quick nod. Lifting Aleah a little, Siv quickly brought her back down, breaking the barrier and allowing him to insert the last few inches of his member into her. The sudden jolt of pain caused Aleah to let out a cry of pain, tears forming in her eyes as she tried to steady her breathing.

After a few minutes, Aleah nodded to Siv, who had been whispering words of comfort and holding her tightly. Relaxing his grip on the female, Siv moved his hands so they were now resting on her thighs, while said female leaned back against his chest, draping an arm around his neck as she did so for added stability.

Slowly at first, Aleah began to raise and lower herself on Siv's member, trying to wash away the last remnants of pain. Gradually, the pain dissipated to the point where all Aleah could feel was pleasure. Soon, Aleah built a steady rhythm while she rode Siv, the latter moaning loudly as he pulled down on her thighs, adding more power and pleasure to her downward thrusts. Eventually, Aleah's downward thrusts were met by Siv forcefully thrusting his hips upwards, which added to the ever growing pleasure that was coursing through Aleah's body. Soon, Aleah felt a very familiar pressure stirring within her core, a clear sign that her orgasm was imminent. Siv himself even begin to feel a second stirring in his loins as he felt Aleah's tight cavern contract around his member.

"Aleah, I'm close," he said in between grunts.

"Me too…let's do it together," replied Aleah as she began to violently rub her clit with her free hand, desperate to bring about her orgasm faster. And within two minutes, she got what she wanted. Biting her bottom lip, Aleah, bringing her hips down hard on Siv's, causing the head of his member to penetrate her womb, began letting out suppressed screams as she released her sweet fluid all over Siv's member.

Siv, upon feeling Aleah's tight walls clamp around his shaft, held her tight against his chest, eyes clenched shut as he began to empty his semen deep within her womb. Feeling the warm fluid flow into her body, Aleah let out a low moan as she came down from her orgasmic high. Siv, after feeling his orgasm die down, fell on his back in exhaustion, bringing Aleah with him.

"That…was…amazing," Aleah admitted between pants, which caused Siv to softly chuckle, only to moan as Aleah briefly rolled her hips, her tight cavern squeezing Siv's member for a little longer. After a few minutes, the spent male pulled out of Aleah's opening, allowing a small amount of his semen to seep out.

After releasing a small moan from the feeling, Aleah turned to Siv, smiling as she placed a tender kiss on his lips, a gesture that was gladly returned. For the next ten minutes, the new couple lay in the afterglow of their love, until Siv heard the gentle hum of Aleah's breath, the Nelvaanian having fallen asleep in his grasp.

And so, as carefully as possible, Siv moved them so that they were under the blankets of his bunk, Aleah completely covered as he held her close before joining her in sleep, a soft smile on his ace as he drifted off, happy that the two of them were now forging their new path…

Together.

Aleah and Siv are now together as one, but will Aleah's love for Siv lead her to the Dark Side? Will Dray ever find his missing child? We'll find out in the future.