Leviathan, above the Planet Taris
Saul Karath

The Admiral answered his call to the bridge. Walking past his dedicated crew hard at work. Managing the constant stream of information being pulled in across the outer rim theater of war. He hadn't a moment's rest while they had stayed peacefully in orbit. Overseeing multiple battles light years away from the Leviathan over their stay. He didn't share his lord's obsession over one single Jedi but would never air his objection so stupidly.

Malak wasn't like his old Master. Revan had valued the opinions of those who had earned their positions. Changing her plans when offered sound reason and new information. Though Revan wasn't one to brutishly destroy everything in her way. Crushing all opposition with an iron fist but avoided needless destruction of infrastructure they could annex. Now their forces were barreling through world after world. Leaving nothing behind but the mark of Malak's unquestioned might.

He dared not even think of serving under Darth Bandon. Saul had heard of the apprentice's latest attempt to usurp Malak. The absurd rituals of the Sith had no place running an effective navy in his opinion. In all his praise of Revan, her religion had led to her demise. Now he was tasked with keeping the entire Sith armada on track by his lone power. Malak provided the fleets, but it was his mind that directed them effectively.

Saul found Malak in the exact same spot where the Sith Lord had resided for weeks. Looking down at the planet in quite reflection, still as a statue. As if in his observation from thousands of miles above its orbit, he could spot the Jedi with his naked eye. Saul approached him with the proper reverence.
"You summoned me, Lord Malak?"
The Dark Lord didn't turn to face him. Keeping his vigil undisturbed. He spoke with all the warmth of a machine, "What was the finding of the Governor's death?"
"The base had been attacked far earlier than we initially believed. We've still been unable to recover any security recordings. A false lockdown was put in effect from his private terminal. From the wounds on his person, we believe the Jedi Bastila was the attacker. His armor bared the markings of a lightsaber."

Malak didn't react at the news of his favorite Jedi. Only asking, "All ships on base are accounted for?"
"Yes, Lord Malak."
"And no private ship has broken our blockade?"
"No, Lord Malak."
"The search for Bastila is taking too long. We cannot risk her escaping Taris."
Saul's eyes widened knowing the extremes of his Lord even before he said it. Without any hesitance to the weight of what he commanded, "Destroy the entire planet."
Saul heard the quite fill the bridge as everyone paused in their work. It was foolish to even argue but he stuttered anyway.
"Th…The entire planet, Lord Malak?", He asked as if he ever misheard orders, "But…there are billions of people on Taris! We'd be slaughtering countless innocent civilians. Not to mention our own men still on the surface."

Malak towered over him as he turned. Eclipsing Saul in front of all to see, "Your predecessor once made the mistake of questioning my orders, Admiral. Surely you are not so foolish as to make the same mistake?"
Saul shirked back internally. Self-preservation screaming at him to cease his attempted suicide. Balking under the Sith's bullying Saul meekly relented.
"Of…of course not my Lord Malak. I will do as you command. But it will take several hours to position our fleet."
"Then I suggest you begin immediately.", Malak waved him away turning back to his observations, "You are dismissed, Admiral."
"Yes, Lord Malak."

Saul withdrew himself to make the arrangements. Casting only a sidelong glance at the great mega-city. He drew a sharp breath trying to kill his reservations. An entire planet in exchange for one Jedi. It was enough to inspire some newfound hurry in capturing her. Whatever luck the Jedi was drawing on was nearing its end. If she was to survive then there was no time for her to waste. Absolutely no time to spare.

Davik's estate (Sometime later)

Aria Vercet

She groaned as the slave's oiled hands massaged her back. Cleaving apart all the knots she had gained over her stay on Taris. Drawing soft moans as her stiff shoulders received attention.
"Good Mistress! This humble slave has never seen one in such need of care.", the Twi'lek hummed into her ear. He was one of the many provided to all of Davik's esteemed guest. She pretended it was to maintain her cover, but really the second she saw the harem her mission was put on hold.

A selection of beautiful Twi'leks, Rodians, and Humans. More women than man, but all dressed in the same scant robes that decorated their exposed bodies. Each one collared with leashes the guest could take at will to lead them. The handsome emerald alien knew what he was doing. His practiced fingers masterfully drew out all of her pain. Working down her bare back to the bottom of her spine.

"Forgive the order or a lowly slave but draw a deep breath Good Mistress." Aria chuckled and happily obeyed. Releasing it with his next command. Feeling his strength press down on her mid-back releasing a storm of pops. "Ahhhh~!" Aria didn't try to hide the satisfaction out of her voice. The Slave smiled proud of his work, "Are you pleased my Good Mistress?"
"Just name the amount I need to pay Davik to take you home with me."

The Slave grinned at the praise, but diplomatically rejected it. "I believe no amount would suffice my most exalted Master's purse."
"Such a shame. I guess I'll just have to satisfy my need of you while I'm here.", Aria raised her hip arching her back. She spread open her legs enjoying the air on her lower nude body.

He took in a sharp breath. Hunger underlying his words, "I'm at your every disposal."
"Then you can start with my thighs.", She smiled over her shoulder. Eyeing how his exposed cock longed to escape the gilded cage it was in. He obeyed at once. Kneading into the muscles of her thighs. Eliciting pleasant tingles all over. He neared where they met together, but the ever-obedient servant waited for permission.

When she didn't give it, instead lifting up her right calf, he attended to it at once. Pressing in with his thumbs down it to her foot. The foot massage scratched her brain just right. She knew they ached, but it wasn't till now did she understand how much. The attention the pads of her foot received was better than sex. Her voice piped the interest of everyone in the slave quarters. One human woman blushed as their eyes met.

Aria licked her lips. Spreading her toes for her masseuse's fingers clawing between them. 'If only I could stay all day long. Well, since I can't.' Aria spread her legs even wider apart. Giving the Twi'lek a wink from between her ass cheeks.

"Enough of your hands. Ready me like a good slave.", Her tone was crisp. The Twi'lek gulped crawling onto the massage bed behind her. She felt the heat of his body coming between her legs. His tongue kissing her pussy. Hungry to taste it, and please it. His wide tongue pressed flatly against her folds. Working over them Working over them with just the right pressure. Her body flexed in response as he discovered where to please it best.

Breathing hotly, Aria pressed against his mouth. "That's a good slut. Keep going if you want that toy cock of yours freed." Her promise doubled his enthusiasm. She sighed feeling her cheeks burn brightly. Again she met the human slave's eyes. Noticing the plate of berries she carried, Aria smiled and called her with a cruel of her finger. Kneeling at eye level on the floor. The woman plucked one of the ripest berries plump with flavor. Aria opened her mouth holding the slave's blue eyes. Letting the slave delicately place it in her mouth. Enjoying the way the berry burst between her teeth.

"Mmm~ Another.", She demanded with a voice that made the other woman melt. The Slave quickly picked another berry. Offering it to Aria, but this time her mouth remained closed.
"Good Mistress, does it displease you?", She shyly asked. Aria shook her head, "Completely the opposite, but I know you can season it better still." The Slave whimpered, "Please tell me how I can Mistress! I will do it however you wish!"

Aria bit her lips together eying the woman's. She blushed understanding. Placing the berry in her own mouth she gave it to Aria by a kiss. Flavoring the taste of their lips by its juices. Aria didn't let the Slave break away from the kiss. Drawing out her tongue to twist around it. Moaning into their kiss feeling the Twi'lek's tongue delve into her. Aria enjoyed the duel pleasure for as long as she dared.

Remembering time was short she groaned wishing she could enjoy this for longer. Aria broke the kiss tasting the need on the woman's lips. "Undo his cage, but keep his balls locked tight. Then hand his leash to me." The woman obeyed reluctantly. Using the code Davik had given Aria to unlock the slaves bodily cages. The Twi'lek whined with relief as his cock sprang free. Marked by the impression the cage had dug into it. He was already leaking precum at his head. Aria jerked the leash handed to her making him stumble over her back.

"You're going to fuck me as hard as you can. You aren't permitted to stop until I cum." She wiggled her ass against his rock-hard cock. Finding its head and rubbing against it.
"Y-yes most loving Mistress!", He whimpered gripping his hands around her waist.
"Good boy. Now please your Mistress."
"Yes Mistress!", He nearly shouted slamming his cock forward. Sending a jolt straight through Aria's brain. Feeling herself spread wide as she was penetrated. She trembled as he nearly pulled out completely before filling her pussy full again.

He bucked his hips grunting above her. Aria pulled on his leash tightening the collar around his throat. The clap of their skin drowned out the tranquil ambience of the music performed by the slaves. She felt his balls rock against her pussy with each completed thrust.
'If only I could have this every day.' Aria groaned pulling harder on his leash.
"That's it~ Fuck me~", She gritted through her teeth. Taking the full weight of the Slave on top of her. Building the tension in her core that made her whole-body flex. Her voice hitched as the Twi'lek fucked her into the massage table so hard it almost fell.

Aria held his leash tight pinning him down on her. His ready to burst cock being squeezed all around by her convulsing heat as she came. Her hold on his leash finally slipped, and the Twi'lek could breathe full once again. Underneath him she still rode out her orgasm. Sadistically milking the cock in her that couldn't cum. Taking her joy in feeling how much it both tormented and delighted the slave to be abused. The two echoed each other's pleasure riding out till hers was done.

She was quick to reward the Slave. Pushing him down on his back. His twitching sex painfully crying out for release as it rested on his stomach. Aria teased him only a minute more. Breathing down its length with the ghosts of a kiss. Making his swollen testicles swell even larger. With one simple click she granted him everything. The Twi'lek jerked back moaning aloud as he came. Ropes of thick cum decorated his chest and face. Landing over his stiff nipples and pooling in the dip of his belly button.

Leaving the Twi'lek panting in the mess of his own excitement, Aria winked at the woman slave. Plucking a few berries from her plate on her back to her room. Legs still feeling shaky but striding proudly pass the congregation of blushing slaves. Retreating to her guest room where she cleaned up. T3-M4 trilling a welcome back as he carried her change of clothes atop his head.
"Thank you T3.", She patted the droid gathering the clothes. "Any word from Canderous?"
The Droid whirled as she outfitted herself. Not taking long as she hadn't been allowed to bring in any weapons.
"He's been ready for the last half hour. Well let's not keep him waiting any longer."

They had received the welcome tour two hours ago. After hearing his name repeated so many times in both fear and mystery, she had finally met the crime lord. The older man wore his years of running a crime empire on his face. Clad in a suit of armor that looked more expensive than the high art he decorated his estate with. Personally leading the tour showing off the massive compound and its central throne room. Accompanied by Calo Nord who burnt a hole watching every move she made.

"It's not like you to take partners, Canderous. You're getting soft."
Canderous smiled ready for a fight, "Watch yourself, Calo. You may be the newest kath hound in the pack, but you aren't top dog yet!"
Davik had to step in quickly to quit their bickering. Then he turned his attention to her. Recognizing her victories in the dueling ring and swoop opener.
"It would be a delight to add someone so skilled to our organization. With your reputation we could place you easily into competitions on various worlds. Using the swoop races and duels to mask our real priorities. With a recommendation from Canderous, and a thorough background check, you could very easily become part of the Exchange. Many would kill to prove themselves worthy of this honor."

The background check would take days to complete. Unfortunately for Davik she wasn't staying one night. Not when their objective laid a few connected rooms away. Davik had gloated over himself presenting the ship. "Ah, there she is, the Ebon Hawk. My pride and joy; the fastest ship in the Outer Rim! Note the state-of-the-art security system I've had installed to protect her. The shields are completely impregnable. Nobody can get past them without the codes to try and steal my baby. Unfortunately, the Sith military blockade has grounded my vessel. The Ebon Hawk can outrun any vessel in the galaxy, but even she isn't fast enough to avoid the auto-targeting laser cannons of the orbiting Sith fleet. I am, of course, working on acquiring the Sith departure codes so that I may come and go as I please. However, progress has been slow… but we should continue our tour."

The Dynamic-class freighter from a glance looked inspiring. Aria could spot several modifications even on its surface. Dual turbolaser turrets, dual heavy quad laser cannons, and a proton torpedo hatch all at first glance. She had to imagine the inner skeleton of the ship was just as tuned. The number of credits spent could pay for three or four ships. All they needed was Davik's code. While Arai played the part of a polite slave fucking guest, Canderous had been at work securing it.

The ship's one time pilot had somehow earned his boss's ire and wound up a prisoner in the nearby cells. Under the pretense of some fake orders for another beating, Canderous had his opportunity to "talk" with the prisoner one on one. Now with both codes in hand the time had come. Being found outside the guest area had been hammered in as a death sentence. Walking up to the door she called to one of the many guards. Distracting him from the Mandalorian who made no noise except when he snapped the guard's neck.

"What kept you?", He glared at Aria before handing over the blaster and dagger he snuck in for her. Checking her blaster Aria sheepishly smiled. Not needing to say anything for the Mando to understand.
"Heh, at least you won't die pent up if this goes side-ways." The trio ran through the great throne room. T3-M4 hurried to a access point. Slicing away at all the estates security systems. Powering down droids, turrets, and barriers. From there they only had to dispatch a few guards as they came across them. Wasting no time for drawn out fights that could alert the whole place.

They worked well together. Not needing to say a word to each other as they silently killed those in their way. Impressing the other with the efficient brutality they each showed. Canderous was a nice change of pace from her other companions. A fellow blood thirsty warrior she didn't need to worry about offsetting. Arriving at the hanger bay T3-M4 hurried to disengage the security measures. It looked as if their escape wouldn't be anywhere near dramatic. Only for all hell to break loose as the Sith armada began their bombardment.

Outside of the hanger shield Aria witnessed the sky turn red as laser fire crashed into the city. Landing first in the distant skyline. Beating down the enormous skyscrapers that had stood for a thousand years. Their collapse miles away could be felt now under their feet. The entire building shook as it began to slowly crumble under the nearby bombardment. Aria cursed seeing how the devastation was being adjusted in their direction. In too short of time the full force of the Sith armada would be on them.

"Crap! We've run out of time!", Canderous caught Aria from falling during an intense tremor. Righting herself she only had more bad news for the man. Davik Kang and Calo Nord both just ran into the hanger.
"Damn those Sith, they're bombing the whole planet! I knew they'd turn on us sooner or…", The crime boss paused his rant, "well, look what we got here! Thieves in the hangar." He had already been red in the face, but now he began to froth at the mouth, "So, you figured you'd just steal my ship for your get-away and leave me high and dry while the Sith turn the planet into dust?"

Aria could only laugh despite the dire situation "Sorry Davik, but we're taking your ship!"
Davik was so enraged she almost wondered if he was going to have a stroke, "Sorry, but that ain't going to happen!"
With ceiling and lights falling down around him, Calo Nord was the only one who looked pleased with the turn of events. He hovered his fingers over his blaster, "I'll take care of them, Davik. I've been looking forward to this for a long time!"
Snatching out his own blaster first Davik shot wide, "Make it quick, Calo! The Sith mean business. If we don't get to our ships and find somewhere safe, the bombs they're dropping will kill us all."

"You won't have to worry about it for long!", Aria grinned diving for cover behind some collapsed rubble. Drawing her blaster out in the leap and landing a series of shots to Davik's chest plate. Throwing him off his feet as he crashed to the floor swearing. Canderous and Calo Nord stood perfectly still. Enjoying the fitting stage for their rivalry. Calo smirked, "I'm going to put your head on my hunting wall."
"I'll leave yours here to rot.", the Mandalorian chuckled.

Canderous shot first but Calo Nord anticipated it. Throwing a flash grenade into the blast that covered his return fire. Canderous threw himself sideways out of the way while shielding his eyes. Tossing one of his own frag grenades to keep Calo away. Davik had just picked himself up when he saw it, "Dammit!" The crime boss was only saved by large slab falling between him and the explosion. The enormous dust cloud it created flooded the hanger. Nothing being seen except for the red blaster bolts fired in the hopes of hitting someone.

Aria crept low and fast to each piece of new cover. Careful to avoid being crushed to death. Canderous and Calo Nord had found each other. Exchanging near glancing shot for shot as they played over the rubble. She followed the sounds of Davik's blaster highlighted by his quick exhaustive gasps. Despite his fancy war suit Aria knew this was the gangster's first fight in eons.

Circling around from behind she found him wide open. With a steady hand she lined up the shot to the back of his head. He must have felt the cold hand of death where she aimed. Spinning around desperately waving his blaster trying to line a bead on her. He never got the chance as Aria shot destroying the weapon out of his hand. Davik clutched his bloody hand retching in pain.

He choked down the cry looking desperate. "Think about this! If you kill me the entire Exchange will be after you! Canderous, that Mandolrian mongrel, already betrayed me, why do you think he won't betray you? I'll even forgive you it you kill him. Just name your price!" Aria didn't hesitate, "The slave transmitter control unit." Davik didn't barter, snatching the device off his belt and throwing it with his good hand. Aria caught it in her free hand keeping her blaster on him.

"Why?"
"You didn't give a second thought about them. You were just going to leave them trapped in their quarters while this building collapsed."

Davik couldn't offer a rebuttal. Aria's trigger finger had stolen his chance to. Leaving the once feared gangster a smoking hole between his eyes.

Calo Nord quickly realized that he was outnumbered. Thanks to Aria's next few shots punching holes through his jacket. The bounty hunter tripped over a chunk of steel and landed on his back. His blaster lost under the mess it fell into. Canderous couldn't contain his amusement insulting Calo Nord. Not losing his pride Calo scrambled to his feet. Stopping Canderous enjoyment the second he pulled out a small round metal ball. Holding it high so they could both see it clearly; A thermal detonator!

"You may have me outnumbered and outgun, but if I'm going down, I'M TAKING ALL YOU WITH ME!" Ironically it was the Sith bombardment that saved them both. Throughout their fight, the orbital lasers had flattened a path through the city in their direction. Davik's private skyscraper received its first glancing hits. The suicidal bounty hunter wasn't able to keep his balance. Falling to his knees trying to keep ahold of his detonator.

"Damn those Sith! They'll bring the whole hanger down around our e-", the roof over him completely collapsed. Calo Nord's screams were drowned out by the rubble burring him alive. Canderous sneered spitting at the newly made grave, "Pathetic!"
He wasted no more time running to the unlocked ship. T3-M4 had completed its work readying the ship for cast off. The little droid called out from the loading ramp for her to hurry.

"Get the weapons primed! The Sith are going to be on our tail.", She yelled over the noise. A large thundering crack caught her attention.
Aria looked up in time just to see a giant slab of ceiling directly overhead break off.

T3-M4's cry was lost in the thundering noise of the crash.

Taris, Abandoned Apartment

Carth Onasi

They hadn't been fast enough. He watched the orbital lasers collide into millions of lives from the window. He had seen the aftermath of this once, now he got to imagine what they had felt during. Carth was back where he always was. Too weak to prevent any of it. Only able to wait out the clock till they were all dead. What ached him the most was the rare hope he had nurtured, now crumbling alongside the city skyline.

Around him everyone took it in different. The kid was on her communicator trying to get in touch with her old gang. Trying her best to get a message out, about somewhere safe in the lower city that could weather the attack. Her Wookie friend was beside her. Comforting the girl with a quite acceptance. Bastila merely knelt in meditation. Deaf to everything around her. Unbothered with the above it attitude the Jedi were so good at. Carth clenched his fists drawing blood form his palm.

'How do you beat this? Why did I ever think I could? That anyone could! Aria almost made it seem possible.' Davik's estate was near where the bombardment had began. There was no chance that they had survived this long. The entire area was no a collective grave of steel and stone. He had watched her survive the Endar Spire. The dueling arena, and a gang warfare. She went straight into the enemy base, and came out with the codes alive. Why couldn't he have thought she do it again?

Bastila put a supportive hand on his shoulder, "You mustn't give up hope, Carth."
"How…can you ask me to have such a thing…when outside we can all see what's happening!" Bastila couldn't put on a Jedi's mask of calm serenity anymore. She looked worse then he probably did. He knew that Force connected her to all the suffering going on. That Bastila felt all the horror, confusion, and their last screams echoing out to an uncaring galaxy. He started to apologize, "Bastila, I'm sor-"

"I can still feel her Carth.", She interrupted. Clutching her sides in a self comforting way, "I can always feel her, and she is long from dead." Carth couldn't read the look on her face. He didn't have long to think about it. The bombardment was coming close. Drowning out the ability to hear or think anymore. It sounded like a starship right outside… He glanced over to see Aria, a mess covered in dust and soot in ragged clothes, hanging off a ship's ramp outside the window.

Her name was on his lips as Bastila pushed out with the force. Busting out the windows in a shower of glass.
"Everyone on that ship now!", Bastila shouted over the noise of the engine. Zaalbar grabbed his little friend making sure she was the first one out. Throwing Mission straight into Aira's outstretched hand. Catching the Twi'lek, and pulling her aboard the ship. Then Zaalbar turned to him, "WOAH WAIT A MINUTE!" Carth momentarily saw the view straight down to the lower city. Flying through the air as if he weighed nothing to the Wookie.

Aria caught him by the scruff of his shirt. Smiling at him in a way he hated. "Welcome aboard Fleets. We were needing a pilot!", She grunted flexing her strength to pull him in. "It's two rights. Now go!" Carth shut his brain off as he retreated mentally into his training.
"Aye! Get everyone strapped in!", Hurrying inside the freighter's more stable metal grated floor. Following Aria's directions straight to the cockpit seat. T3-M4 turned over the controls to him. As soon as he saw that ramp had been manually raised he punched it. Avoiding the incoming fire from above as Bastila and Aria joined him.

Having the controls of a ship back in his hand felt right. Giving the pilot a sense of control in the surrounding chaos. Carth realized quickly just what kind of ship he had been handed control of. It flew better than most Republic ships. Handling the tight turns and dips he needed to perform between the falling skyscrapers.
"T3', are those blockade codes in!?"
The Droid answered with a series of deets. Trying not to fall over from the maneuvers Carth pulled.
"Good! Now broadcast it on all emergency frequencies! With any luck we won't be the only ones who escape."

He pulled up hard cutting through the atmosphere. Bringing the pin dot specs of the Sith armada to full size. Hundreds of ships unleashing their full armaments on the planet's surface.
'Monsters!' He grimaced as he searched for a way out. There was no Republic force nearby. As far as he could scan safety was nowhere to be found. Bastila and Aria ran into the room. The Jedi took to the nav computer sensing his trouble. Bastila gave him a surprising choice, "Plot a course for Dantooine! There's a Jedi enclave there where we can find refuge!"

The radar lit up with a number of fast approaching targets. Carth recognized the squad make up and flight pattern of Sith interceptors.
"Incoming fighters!"
Bastila yelled to Aria, "Quickly, to the gun turrets! You have to hold the Sith fighters off until we have the hyperspace coordinates punched in." Aria sprinted out, giving Carth an encouraging slap on the arm, "Don't let them damage my new ship."
"Bill me!", He snapped pulling the ship into a tight spin. Scathing by the hail of fire meant for its engines.

The Interceptors swarmed all around them. Baring down on the ship's shields with their fire. Carth gritted his teeth pushing the Ship to its limits. He felt the heavy thrum of the ship's lasers begin to fire. Aria's first shot surprising the Sith fighters. Wiping half of them away from his scanners. Giving him some breathing room to maneuver, but not for long as he spotted more interceptors on the way.
"Bastila!"
The Jedi finished the final calculations, "Now! Punch it!"

Carth threw down the switch. Getting pressed back into his chair as the ship went into hyperspace. The vista of stars and distant planets blended into a tapestry of blue light. His grip was still tight on the flight stick even after they were safe.
"Amazing job Carth.", Bastila commended him, and he released the held breath he'd been holding. He could see she was supporting herself up on shaky arms still gripping the nav computer.
"It doesn't seem real…", Carth wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Did we really escape?"
Bastila dropped herself into the opposite co-pilot seat. Staring into Hyperspace for a time as if she debated the answer.
"We did, Carth. We did." There wasn't celebration in her tone, but for now the reassurance it wasn't a dream was enough.

Aria came back in looking as exhausted as they did. She glanced at the nav computer. Carth knew she was looking at the calculated travel time.
He answered her question before it could be asked, "We should arrive on Dantoonie in four days."
"Enough time to get everyone settled in. Though we may be a little cramped for room."
Carth looked at her with plain confusion, "Cramped? With a ship this size, seven people should be plenty comfortable."
Aria chuckled playing with her hair, "I uh…picked up some friends along the way."
"What?"
Bastila sighed pinching the bridge of her nose, "A heroic deed really. Done entirely for selfless reasons. I presume."
Carth just wished someone would speak plainly.

"Good Mistress?", A scantily clad slave skittishly entered, "We were wondering which crew quarters you have picked to use. So that we may prepare it."
Carth slowly pinched his eyes shut. They didn't have seven abord for a four-day trip. The total number aboard the ship was triple that. Aria had brought every single slave Davik owned with them. He knew her better than to believe it was for purely platonic heroics. Truly a scoundrel to a T.

Aurthor's Note: And after 15 chapters the tutorial planet is finally done! Writing this fan fic has been a blast, and I'm happy to see so many people enjoying it. Breaking 3K views is really exciting to see! I can't wait to get started on the next chapter!