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Betad by Marethyu, Priapus, Mike God of Lore, Beans
The Celestial Inquisitor
Chapter 08: Training
– Sarik –
My ship has a small training area, clearly custom-made on either Zash's or Marr's orders; I guess they realised that I'd need somewhere to train my new abilities going forward.
Kory kneels beside me as I guide her, our bond allowing me to enter her mind and direct her growth far more efficiently than regular training. In the end, the decision on what to teach her wasn't hard. Despite her obvious interest in the Lore of Plagues, she's not ready to wield it herself.
It takes a heavy toll on the user's body, but in my case, my [Rune of Corruption] greatly lessens the price I pay for wielding the Plagues. Kory doesn't have that defence and the Lore of Plagues would wreck her body even if she mastered it quickly. Until I can replicate my Rune onto her body, I can't risk teaching her any of my Plague abilities without risking losing her.
100cp granted, 100cp spent to unlock [Quick Spells]. 0cp remaining.
As such, teaching her the path of Ruin is the obvious choice. The Lore of Ruin is a fearsome tool, but with my guidance, she will learn to wield it safely and use its powers for her own.
"Are you sure I'm ready, Master?" Kory asks, making me nod calmly.
"I've imparted a piece of my knowledge into your mind; let your subconscious guide you," I order, watching as she readies herself. I feel her reach out into the Force, and with a puff of dark green smoke, she vanishes and reappears at the other side of the training arena.
She's slower than I am, having to pause for a moment before she can Skitterleap, and the distance she can travel is far smaller than mine. I doubt she'd be able to Skitterleap an ally, either, but it doesn't matter as she turns to me with wide, amazed eyes, gratitude clear on her face.
It is proof of a concept. I can use my mark to impart knowledge, even if the experience doesn't carry over. It's a slow process, requiring us to both meditate together, but I taught Kory how to Skitterleap in a matter of hours. I think it would have taken days if this didn't work.
"Impressive."
Both Kory and I jump at that, and I make a note to find a way to detect people through Force Cloak because Mara enjoys sneaking up on me far too much. Kory even ignites her blade, the vicious green blade humming with the power of Warpstone, but she quickly puts it away.
"That wasn't Force Teleport, but then, no Acolyte who failed her tests would be able to use such an advanced technique," Mara continues, smirking slightly as she leans against the training room wall. How long has she been here?
Teleporting through the Force isn't unheard of, but it's a technique of near-mythical rarity. I've heard that Darth Jadus can do it, but he's one of the strongest Sith in the Empire.
"It's called Skitterleap, and no, I didn't name it," I say, answering her unspoken question. "I've decided to teach Kory the Lore of Ruin, partially to see if other people can learn my techniques."
"Then it appears this test of yours was a success. Your Veritaserum is on the way to Dromund Kaas. Keeper has expressed an interest in it, as has Darth Jadus," Mara explains, making me nod. Darth Jadus is the overseer of Imperial Intelligence, and I believe Keeper is one of the highest positions. Keeper answers only to the Minister of Intelligence, who answers to Darth Jadus. I couldn't work out if there is only one Keeper, or if there are multiple holding the title.
I've done my research. Knowledge is power, and I need to know who I'm dealing with.
"Then we'll be setting off for Balmorra soon," I say. I was tempted to leave without her, but as funny as it might have been, I doubt she'd have approved. I'm not going to be able to shake off my babysitter anytime soon. "Kory, we're moving onto saber training. You were falling behind the rest of the class; it's time to remedy that."
"Yes, Master Sarik," Kory says with a deep bow, stroking the lightsaber at her waist.
Sending a message, I don't have to wait long as Khem arrives.
"Khem, you might have been powerful once, but you lost to a pair of acolytes and a slave. Your long rest has drained you of your strength; it's time to shake the rust off," I say, making him growl lightly before he pauses. "This isn't a duel, just a sparring session."
"It is as you say. Before my imprisonment, I would have slaughtered you all, even with your trickery," Khem agrees, pulling the large ancient Sith blade from his back. "So be it."
"Room for one more?" Mara asks, making me glance at her as she draws her lightsaber. I have no doubt she's far better than me, but this is a chance to train with someone much stronger, so I just nod as I draw my own blade.
"I'll start with Kory; you can spar with Khem," I say, making her smirk grow slightly at me avoiding fighting her directly.
"Spar with Tulak Hord's pet assassin? Sure, I can do that," Mara agrees easily, flipping her saber before igniting it. "But I'm fighting you next."
I just nod, turning my attention back to Kory who gives me a smile as she gets into her stance. Before we even begin, I correct her stance a little, making her blush with embarrassment. I noticed the flaws in her stance back in the Academy. I just never had a reason to correct them and make a rival stronger.
– Later –
I'm decent with a lightsaber. I was better than the rest of the class with the Force, but my lightsaber skills were always a little behind Ffon's. Mara and Khem are both laughably better than me.
My [Hashashin Training] gave me some more martial prowess, but Mara danced around me, and without the poison in his system, Khem is a beast in close quarters. He accepted that beating me in a spar doesn't mean he is free since I wasn't using any of my Force powers. Still, he's going to challenge me one day, and I need to be ready for it.
I did learn a decent amount from watching Mara fight. She uses the Ataru form, and she's hilariously good at it. She beat Khem with relative ease; he just couldn't land a blow on her.
My fighting style is made to keep one hand free for Force abilities, but in a pure-lightsaber duel, it puts me at a disadvantage. It's rare that I'll be fighting without using the Force, but it's something I need to consider.
I managed to hit Mara exactly once by catching her off guard, thanks to my resistance to combat precognition. Afterwards, she beat me like a runaway slave. I had better luck against Khem, as my [Hashashin Training] is good for dealing with hulking berserkers like him, dodging away from blows that could kill a lesser man in one strike. Still, he's faster than anyone that large should have any right to be.
Through my bond with Kory, I was able to improve her skills as well. She's not quite caught up to me, but Mara commented on Kory's rapid improvements.
We're on course for Balmorra, but it's a decent journey so we won't arrive until tomorrow. I've sent a message ahead to Darth Lachris, and she responded somewhat positively, which immediately puts me on edge. She's already heard of me, which is worrying to think about, given how far Balmorra is from Korriban.
If word has spread that far, I dread to think who else has already heard of me.
Shaking my head, I send another message.
– Vette –
Hitting the ground, she groaned in pain as Sarik ordered her to get back up.
He wasn't kidding about her new training regimen being gruelling, but he'd explained that they wouldn't be able to do most of the training until they got somewhere populated. So, it was nothing but combat training and Sarik was a demanding tutor as she got into position again.
She usually used a blaster, but Sarik insisted on her being trained in the use of blades and martial arts regardless. Her training was going to have a heavy focus on stealth and acrobatics, but they needed more space for that, even if he'd started to teach her the basics.
Having him push the knowledge into her mind had made her break her meditation entirely, something he shocked her for since it had interrupted the process. Sarik was not a normal Force user; that much was clear. It was why they had the admittedly scary woman following them, and he'd been given this special assignment.
An assignment he was taking a detour from to rescue Taunt. She didn't know how long this would take, but Sarik was taking a risk by delaying their mission to visit Balmorra, and she knew it.
It pushed her to try harder as she moved again. Trying to fight a Sith in close combat was always a stupid idea, but her body moved with the knowledge Sarik had been imparting into her mind. Sarik was leagues better, blocking and dodging her blows with a calm smile on his lips, but she was improving, and fast.
With each spar, she came closer as her body adapted to the knowledge he'd given her. Eventually, he decided she was passable and moved on to developing her own style. The training blade she'd settled for was short and thin, needing only one hand, allowing her other hand to use her blaster. It was more of a long dagger than a short sword.
In truth, it was similar to Sarik's own style. He held his lightsaber in one hand to the side while he kept the other free to use the Force. She didn't hold her blade as far away as she lacked the reflexes of a Force user. Instead, she kept it in front of her with her other hand holding her blaster.
Sarik promised to remove her collar if she completed her training, and she knew she owed him. She wasn't stupid; even without her collar, she was always going to be his. If she tried to flee, he'd hunt her to the ends of the Galaxy. The stronger he got, the more impossible it would become to escape him.
They never should have come to Korriban, but this was her life now. Sarik was giving her a chance to become more than just a slave, and the pragmatic part of her said to make herself as useful to him as possible. Useful people weren't as expendable, after all.
As their training session came to an end, her muscles cried out in pain from every movement. Sarik was not a merciful teacher, pushing her to fight through the pain, but then again, this was probably how he was trained. She couldn't deny the effectiveness as Sarik gave her a calculating but proud look. This first session had been a test, and she was fairly sure she had passed.
"Ugh, I need a shower," Vette complained as she sniffed the air before she paused and gave Sarik a hesitant look. "Maybe we should share one, master, to save water?"
She remembered his words. She'd agreed to sleep in his bed for his aid in looking for her friends, and she hadn't paid up yet. Her body was his; it was only a matter of time before he claimed it. She might as well try to get into his good graces by offering it freely, right?
"Perhaps. Water is a luxury in space, isn't it?" Sarik agreed, giving her a searching look. "You did well today, Vette. You exceeded my expectations, so I'll let you decide. If you'd rather shower, and sleep, alone, I will allow it as long as you continue to impress. You aren't a pleasure slave and won't become one as long as you succeed in your training and do not fail me."
Vette froze at that, once again reaffirming that Sarik was not a normal Sith. A part of her wanted to take the offer because while he was handsome, she wasn't eager to spread her legs for someone she had met so recently. After a moment, she made her decision.
"Come on, Master. Don't make a girl ask twice. I owe you for coming out to Balmorra for Taunt. It's only fair I show you my gratitude," Vette flirted, moving her hands to the tight training top she had on and peeling it off her body.
She needed Sarik to save Taunt and wanted him in as good a mood as possible. She wasn't a blushing virgin, and soon, he'd have a second Twi'lek slave that he might not be so patient with. She'd rather he direct his lust at her instead of Taunt.
Sarik just smirked as she took his hand and led him to the nearest bathroom.
"I don't suppose the collar can come off. Just while I shower, I mean. It's a pain to wash under it," Vette asked hesitantly, watching him strip down as the large, red cock hung between his legs. As she spoke, she pushed her own bottoms down and stepped out of them, utterly nude before him.
"Hm, well, it's not like you're going anywhere, and you do deserve a reward," Sarik agreed, pressing the button as the heavy collar made a clicking sound and opened. She didn't remove it herself, as tempted as she was to rip it off, lifting her chin so Sarik could remove it and place it with her bottoms.
For the first time in weeks, the weight around her neck was gone, and she let out a sigh of relief as she rubbed her neck, wincing at the marks the tight collar had left on her skin.
"Thanks, Master. You have no idea how heavy that thing gets… or maybe you do," Vette corrected, seeing the wry smile on his lips. Naked as he was, her eyes roamed over the many scars littering his body, and some looked old. Her eyes briefly roamed the runes on his body and the golden gem that was embedded into the centre of his chest before she got to the matter at hand.
Stepping into the shower, she had to admit that their new ship had some luxuries. An actual hot-water shower instead of a sonic one, Sarik's master was spoiling him. Turning the water on, she sighed in pleasure at the feeling of the water beating against her sore body, even as she heard Sarik move behind her.
His crotch pressed against her behind, the hardness of his cock rubbing against her buttocks before she turned around, looking back at him over her shoulder, pushing her ass out toward him. Why pretend they weren't here to have sex?
"Ready when you are, master," Vette said, not sounding as confident as she wanted to. Sarik's hand moved around her body, sliding up to play with her breast, already slippery from the water, as he grinned.
"Good girl," Sarik whispered as his other hand parted her legs. Her back arched as he lined himself up, and then, without any foreplay or ceremony, her master was inside her slave pussy, pulling her hips back to meet him.
She let out a moan, filled to the brim by the large Sith cock. Sarik was taller than her, and he was big everywhere as he split her blue pussy in two with his fat, red cock. Her upper body pushed against the shower wall, Sarik wasn't wasting any time. He'd wanted to do this from the moment he'd been given her; now that she had offered herself to him, he wasn't going to hold back.
Pinned between a metal wall and a muscular body, she could only move her hips back to meet his thrusts as he kissed her neck, still fondling her body as he hammered into her with increased force. She'd heard how rough he got with Kory, but the forceful treatment wasn't unpleasant as she moaned lewdly.
How long had it been since she'd last got this itch scratched? Months, at least. She couldn't remember, and Sarik was blowing the occasional lover she took out of the water as he sent a tiny amount of electricity through the fingers that were pinching her nipple, making her yelp and moan as the tiny amount of pain added to the pleasure. Sith could get pretty freaky, huh?
Pulling out, he spun her around before he was inside her again, one of her legs wrapping around his waist as he captured her lips in a domineering, rough kiss that would leave them bruised tomorrow. Then again, she was going to be bruised and sore everywhere, so why should her lips be any different?
The sound of running water couldn't cover the sound of their flesh slapping together as he railed her against the shower wall. Nor could it hide her moans, muffled by his mouth as he filled her up with long, powerful thrusts that seemed to hit just right.
Distracted by the pleasure, she almost missed it when he broke the kiss and growled something, her mind barely catching his question. 'Who does this slutty body belong to?'
"Y-you, I belong to you," Vette whimpered, playing along and soothing his ego as he pounded into her. It felt wrong to say out loud, but the worst part was the way it felt more natural each time she thought it. "Fuck me, master, pound my Twi'lek pussy."
Her encouragement only drove him to move faster, hammering into her with incredible speed as her eyes rolled back. She had already climaxed, but Sarik forced her to cum again and again as he railed her. She wasn't so unaware that she missed the way his movements were becoming more erratic, her eyes widening.
"L-let me finish you with my mouth, Mas- Ooh fuck, master," Vette pleaded, making him slow but not stop. "Please? I- I won't be any use to you if I'm too bloated to fight."
She didn't actually know if Sith could knock up Twi'leks, but she wasn't taking that chance as he pulled out of her, and she fell onto her knees. His dick slapped against her face, his hands wrapping around her Lekku as she took his cock into her mouth.
He was equally ruthless with her mouth, pounding her face-hole and violating her throat as she made sure to use her tongue and keep her teeth away from his cock. She could taste herself on his dick but figured she might as well get used to it as she knelt with her head against the wall and let him have his way with her mouth. One hand moved between her legs as the other fondled his hefty, twitching balls that were ready to blow their load into her warm, waiting mouth.
As he climaxed, she obediently swallowed his cum until he pulled back and the last spurt splattered against her breasts, washed away by the shower as he grinned.
"We should actually shower, but you're spending the night with me, Vette," Sarik ordered as she rose to her feet on shaky legs, nodding.
"Got it, Master. Wash my back?" Vette asked, making him chuckle. They did get clean, eventually, and Sarik promptly threw her over his shoulder and carried her to his bed, getting them dirty all over again.
– Sarik – Next Day –
Waking up sandwiched between Kory and Vette, I grin to myself as I extract myself from the pile of supple flesh. Kory joined us, not wanting Vette to steal my affections from her, and Vette was just grateful for a break.
Feats Achieved: Fuck Vette (100cp), Gain Vaylin's Attention (200cp). 300cp total.
I expected the first, but the second Feat makes me freeze even as I acknowledge Juno's announcement that we're in orbit around Balmorra. Vaylin? I don't know anyone by that name, but I have to admit that I'm slightly worried that just getting their attention is worth 200cp.
[How Can You Cure Me When I'm Not Sick?] - 0cp, 300cp remaining
How downright offensive is it for people to say that treatments that suppress or remove Mutant powers are a cure? As if being born different was a disease? As if having powers was a curse? As if they're doing you a favour by forcibly stripping you of your natural abilities? And inevitably, when a well-meaning but ignorant busybody makes one of these, it immediately gets appropriated by either anti-mutant hate groups as a terror weapon or used by governments to institute an attempted mass depowering of all mutants. And then there are the people who want to slap a power-dampening collar on you and drag you off to "serve your country" or be "re-educated for your own good," or the people who feel entitled to tinker around with your genes or harvest your organs. As insurance against those people, you have blanket immunity to any and every attempt to remove, alter, lessen, damage, destroy, copy, steal, or replicate your supernatural abilities, DNA, or other aspects of your abilities or being without your freely given and fully informed consent. Nor are any biological samples obtained from you, be it a stray hair or an entire organ, viable for any purpose other than the ones you donated to explicitly under the same circumstances.
I certainly won't say no to that because I bet it's only a matter of time before someone tries something like that. Sithspit, they probably already have. Zash had me cut open to look for the Holocron. If they didn't take samples, then I'm a Bantha.
[Torii] - 200cp, 100cp remaining
You have a pair of wooden torii that you carry and place anywhere you like. Anyone, whether they are friend or foe, who enters a torii can instantly teleport to any other torii they choose. You do know how to make more, as well. Note these are not subtle things; in addition to being large, the entrance glows with a brilliant white light.
Huh, these are too big to fit on the ship, but I'm sure I can find a use for instant teleportation. My power claims I can place them on different planets, and they'll still work perfectly.
[Rat Swarm] - 100cp, 0cp remaining
Rats. The beasts from which Skaven have taken their likeness. Or is it the other way around? The truth is unknown, but what is known is that they live everywhere - both in the wild and amidst every civilisation imaginable. Always just under the radar, feeding and scavenging. When the Skaven go to war, however, the rats congregate under their marching paws. Whether as emergency rations, ensorceled spies, or another soldier, the rats join the Skaven war-machine.
Now, whether by magic or bonds, you have command over your own swarm of verminous rats, numbering at a hundred and four rodents. Though they are but normal rats, even such vermin can be useful - for rats are intelligent little beasts, can fit through nooks and crannies that no other creature can, and have strong teeth that can chew through stone brick and lesser metals. Your personal swarm of rats will obey any command you give them to the best of their ability, and should any die, their numbers will be replenished almost immediately.
Yes, if you are a Grey Seer and of The Priesthood, that means your swarm doubles in size.
Ah, now that just feels right. My Skaven memories are pleased by my new horde. I remember infecting a rat horde with the Lore of Plagues and sending it into a human city to spread my vile pox.
As I dress, I take a breath. Time to negotiate with another Darth. Lachris is apparently a serious woman with little time for nonsense and a hatred for failure. She's been tasked with bringing Balmorra to heel, but the resistance is still fighting her at every step, backed by the Republic, no doubt, even if they swear to have pulled out of Balmorra.
I've got some ideas of what I could do to get her to give me Taunt, and a lot of them come down to the [Statue of the Divine]. I left it on Korriban because I can summon it, and even from here, I can control it freely.
I could leave the Statue on Balmorra, using the [Mark of Tzeentch] to split my attention between Taris and Balmorra. With that, I could help Lachris against the resistance, using my Lore of Plagues and Rats to wage a foul war against those fighting against the Empire… which, of course, would make both me and Lachris look good to the Dark Council. She might take offence to being offered help by an Apprentice, of course.
Alternatively, I can hand over some Warpstones, but I don't think she'd be as interested as Zash, and I'm running out; they haven't reset yet. Or I can leave the statue to teach her some Lore of Ruin's techniques and trading knowledge for Taunt.
Shaking my head, I finish dressing. Vette better appreciate this, and so had Taunt. To be honest, Taunt is mostly a tool for my corruption of Vette, making me smirk at the naked Twi'lek currently cuddling with Kory as the pair sleep. I wore them out a little.
— Quest Section —
What should Sarik offer Lachris for Taunt?
To destroy the Balmorran resistance with the Lore of Plagues
Some Lore of Ruin techniques
Warpstone Tokens
Author's Note: Rats.
Written: 01/11/2024
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