Of Love and the Dark Side:- A Star Wars USB Story ( Based on an Idea by SovietLUT)

[Stormtrooper1990]

Due to the popularity of Rey's Mind Trick, I have decided to write a sequel of a sort. This story came about from a discussion with SovietLUT about the possibility of a Sith Mind Trick USB story. Without any modern female sith to draw inspiration, I have turned the clock back to a 1000 years before the destruction of the first Death Star, to the time of Darth Revan and her apprentice former jedi padawan Bastila Shan characters from the iconic Star Wars video game Knights of The Old Republic. Here master and apprentice, and lovers have journeyed to an uncharted jungle world in the outer rim, to train following the defeat of Revan's former apprentice Darth Malak. However a world that seemed to be a peaceful Getaway has turned out to be anything but...




" Come on Bastila, feel the rage inside you and channel it." Said Darth Revan as she and Bastila sparred on top of a plunging waterfall, their red lightsabres humming with light, Bastila stuck twice with her double bladed sabre which Revan easily parried with her single bladed sabre. " I feel the rage inside me but I cannot channel it. It comes so easy to you, Revan." Bastila said pulling back, her sabre at rest. " You are still thinking as a jedi, new to the dark side. What Malak did to you was brutish, cruel. One does not make a Sith through torture, it takes passion, strength and commitment. Come, Bastila. Show me that same fire you displayed during our hunt for the star forge. When you helped me strike down Jolee and Juhani on Rakata Prime." Bastila disengaged her lightsabre, then stood up straight. "Are sure this is about me, or about us this connection we have. Our...love for one another?" Revan withdrew her lightsabre, clipping it on her belt, she advanced on her drawing into her passionate kiss which Bastila returned hungrily. " Bastila, my lover my apprentice. All what I'am doing now, training you. It's to prepare you for the day that will eventually come, when you will inevitably attempt to kill me and usurp the mantle of Dark Lord of the Sith." Bastila suddenly pulled out of their embrace. " What?! Why Revan. Who says it has to be this way? Is it some unwritten rule of the Sith. Look out that turned out for you, for Malak." Bastila took the hands of her lover, resting her forehead against hers. " I want to be with you for the rest of our lives, Revan. I want to revel in the darkness with you by my side, us against the galaxy damn the Jedi and the pathetic Republic. We have the Star Forge, we have the fleet, and we have each other. And what's with this Dark Lord bullshit, we are Dark Mistresses of the Sith." Both women laughed as they caressed each others athletic bodies through their robes. Without breaking their embrace, Revan kissed her deeply on her lips. " Bastila, I love you so damn much." There they stood kissing, ankle deep in flowing water, and for Revan this was the beautiful moment in her life even more so when she had defeated the Mandalore himself, breaking the Mandalorians during the battle of Malachor V. The day she had turned from the light and discovered the true nature of the Force.




At 30, Darth Revan was the youngest Sith Lord ever to embrace the power of the Dark Side of the Force. There were few true Dark Side wielders left, following the war with Exar Kun only thirty years ago, and when she and Bastila laid waste to the pathetic fools at their pathetic academy on Korriban. Deciding that only they and they alone were strong enough to wield the greatest power in the galaxy. Revan knew that there were other Sith Lords, in the galaxy who would disagree and wouldn't hesitate to murder herself and her dear Bastila, to seize the mantle for themselves. Revan would die before she let any of that happen. For a Dark Lady of the Sith, Revan was a looker with high cheekbones angular features and piercing hazel eyes. Her dark brown hair braided into a short ponytail. Her pale complexion had already began to show subtle signs, of the corruption of the Dark Side, as had Bastila's but they subtly covered this up with generous amounts of make up. Although Bastila commented that she didn't gave a miser's last coin whether their skin was white or grey, she would love her regardless. Bastila herself was also a beautiful young woman, Revan had sensed the connection between them the day they had first met on the bridge of Revan's battle cruiser Revenger. You could have called it love at first sight, as they stood there sabres drawn on opposite sides of the board. Once the most bitterest of enemies, her a Jedi, she a Sith. Than Malak, in a display of cowardice seized his opportunity to be rid of both his dark mistress and Bastila with her remarkable Battle Mediation, fired on her ship. Then Revan had been stripped of her memories, brainwashed by the fools of the Jedi Council to lead them to the Star Forge. It hadn't ended well for them, they were dead so were their companions; Mission, Zaalbar, Juhani, Jolee and that fool Carth Onasi. Revan was so proud when Bastila had crushed the life from his body, his hopes to turn her back to the light dying on his lips. Canderous had left to rejoin the Mandalorians, Revan had wished the old grizzled warrior well. A man once her enemy had departed a friend. And HK-47, her loyal assassin droid was at her side still calling her a meatbag, he was currently watching over her ship, the Ebon Hawk , hidden in the jungle canopy nearby. Dismissing thoughts of the past, Revan resumed her passionate embrace with her apprentice. Bastila had smooth gorgeous cheekbones with heart shaped features and sparkling eyes the colour of sapphires. Her raven coloured done up into an elaborate bun. Suddenly the roar of a starship engine, over their heads broke them from their passionate embrace. " That's a Republic shuttle, how did they find us, Revan?" Bastila looked up at the boxy shuttle craft, eyes following it as it landed in a jungle clearing. Revan shook her head, angrily. "Someone must have sold us out, or perhaps they tracked the ship. It doesn't matter. What does matter, is these bastards ruined our honeymoon. We are going to find them, and by the force they will suffer!" Bastila looked up at her lover, her blue eyes sparkling with malice. " Then what are we doing standing around here." She said in eager anticipation.




Twi'lek Padawan Athena Syndulla, was in high spirits as her shuttle craft landed in a jungle clearing on this uncharted outer rim world. It hadn't been a simple task to track the Ebon Hawk, the most infamous ship in the galaxy, but when a lone Republic scout vessel had detected the Hawk through hyperspace to this jungle world, that wasn't on any star maps. The scouts weren't even sure why Revan and her apprentice the traitor, Bastila Shan had come here or how they knew the existence of this world. All that didn't matter to Athena, she was here to arrest the fugitive Sith and to avenge the Jedi Council. And she wasn't alone, using what little status the Jedi still possessed Athena had secured the assistance of an 7 woman team of Republic Soldiers from the garrison at Hosnian Prime. They were lead by a beautiful young Lieutenant called Riley Voss. At 23, Athena was a masterless Padawan her master Jedi Knight Sindara having died during Malak's attack on the Jedi Enclave on Dantooine, Athena had only managed herself to escape only to watch her master get crushed by a falling piece of masonry. And since then Athena had pledged herself to ending the sith menace once of all. She held Revan personally responsible for the actions of her apprentice, and for the subsequent murder of Master Vandar during the Battle of the Star Forge. She like all female Twi'lek were very beautiful, often the objects of desire of many men and women the galaxy over. She had light violet skin, the same colour as her lightsabre, with sculptured cheekbones and rounded features with almond shaped eyes the colour of rubies, her teeth pointed to a razors edge. Her long gorgeous Lekku, or head tails wrapped aroun her shoulders. As the ship touched down, she turned to the Republic team. " Soldiers, here we are. Remember, it is imperative we bring Revan and Shan in alive. If you kill them, you will answer for it first with your superiors then to me." She looked around the assembled women, sensing their doubts. Then one of the women, a pretty young Corporal stood up. She was dressed in the standard uniform of the Republic military, which consisted of a red tunic with matching trousers and black laced combat boots with matching gloves. Overwhich they wore red, yellow accented body armour with spare pouches for their blaster rifles on their hips. A sloped back red and yellow helmet perched on her pretty head. " With all do respect Master Jedi-" The use of the masculine title angered Athena, like it did all female Jedi. "- Mistress Jedi, to you soldier." She injected. The pretty blonde haired soldier, rolled her eyes in frustration. " - Mistress Jedi. You do know who we are up against, right? Revan and Bastila, the two most feared Sith in the galaxy. Revan is a skilled charismatic warrior, and Bastila has Battle Meditation. What do we have? Blaster rifles and you some arrogant wet behind the ears Jedi, who thinks just because she has a lightsabre she can order us around. Forgive me if I don't have your confidence." The other 6 women nodded their approval, murmuring with discontent. Lieutenant Voss rounded on the young Corporal. " Dawson, secure that mouth. Show respect, this is a Jedi Knight you are addressing not some private on parade. Now get yourselves in order, we have Sith to hunt. If I hear one more sound of dissent, then the Sith will be the least of your problems." As they filed out of the shuttle, Athena called back to the soldier. " Dawson is it. Do not fear, we will prevail the force is with us." As she walked down the boarding ramp, Dawson didn't even look at the foolish Jedi. " Yeah? It sure didn't help your jedi masters on Dantooine did it?" She replied rhetorically, over her shoulder.






Using the Intelligence recieved from the Republic scout vessel, on the possible landing site of the Ebon Hawk, Corporal Cynthia Dawson and Private Xanthe Nyman found the most easily recognised and perhaps the most infamous vessel in the galaxy, hidden in a jungle clearing about 3 clicks away from their landing zone. " That's the Ebon Hawk all right. You know, Xanthe. The ship that Revan stole from Davik Kang, the crime boss. Before Malak glassed Taris, turning into the galaxies newest ash tray." Dawson said turning to her friend, the pretty auburn haired Xanthe, as they approached the seemingly silent Hawk "I have read the briefing, Corp. Looks like nobodies home." The pretty auburn haired trooper, thought for a second she could see a figure in the cockpit, but put it down to a trick of the light. " I wouldn't be too sure, Xanthe. Revan is a master tactician, but be ready for anything." Xanthe raised her blaster rifle, a determined expression on her face. " You know me, Cynthia. I was born ready." Dawson smiled, that she did. At 22 and 21, respectively both women knew they were on the losing side, of this war despite having enlisted originally with the best intentions, to serve the Republic and all that bullshit. But now the two friends had decided to cut and run, while they still had their lives and each other. The arrival of that bitch jedi, who had the most stellar idea of arresting the two most darkest of all the Sith, had put that on hold. Cynthia herself was a looker, with slender cheekbones, rounded features and doe shaped pale green eyes. Her ash blonde hair worked into into a sensible bun under her helmet. She glanced aside at Xanthe, who was no slouch either with high cheekbones, slightly squared features and narrow eyes a pleasing side of teal, framed by shoulder length auburn hair. Suddenly the Ebon Hawk'sboarding ramp opened, leading into the darkened interior. Both soldiers jumped raising their rifles. "Hello? Is someone there?" Cynthia said nervously shooting a glance at Xanthe. "Alright, Xanthe. Fall in, we breach and clear. Screw the Jedi, we do this our way we shoot to kill, and be quick about it, no hesitation." Xanthe looked at her with pride. " Yeah, fuck that snooty Twi'lek. Right behind you, Cynthia." With that, the two women entered up into the ominous maw of the Siths ship.





As the two Republic soldiers swept up the the ramp, their rifles raised they entered the central living space only to be greeted by a red armored skeletal looking droid, and it was armed. " Greetings, meatbags. I'am HK-47, assassin and protocol droid to the esteemed Sith Lord Darth Revan. Unfortunately, she cannot be here to answer your enquires. I would advise you to leave meatbags, you are trespassing on my master's ship and she will be most displeased." The soldiers glanced at each other in disbelief. " Out of our way, droid unless you want to suffer the same fate as your.... mast-...mistress!" She retorted rather meekly. Xanthe rolled her eyes. HK-47 glanced at both women. " You are here, for my master? I don't have to tell you what a clever idea that is." The droid said, voice dripping with sarcasm. " Then again, logic was never you meatbags most strongest suit." Xanthe suddenly felt afraid, she gripped her friends arm. " Come on Cynthia, Revan's not here. And this droid is bullshiting us." Cynthia however stood her ground, pulled out out of Xanthe's grip. " Are you sassing me droid, big mistake." If HK-47 could smile, it would be grinning. " That would be the obvious conclusion. Affirmative. Now, I will give you to the count of three to leave my master's ship, or be blasted. But by all means, please stay." Cynthia raised her blaster rifle, but the droid was quicker drawing his rifle with lightning speed. " Fuck you d--ugh." She doubled over, falling to the deck unconscious bit by a blue stun blast. Xanthe panicked, she dropped her rifle. " Cynthia! No, no please do--aghh." She pleaded before being cut off, falling unconscious beside her friend. HK-47 activated his internal comm-limk. " Master? This is HK-47, I have the most wonderful news."




Feeling the commlink buzz on her belt, Revan flicked it on holding it out for Bastila's benefit. "Yes, HK. And do I have to remind you, it's mistress. I really need to get around to fixing that voice modulator." She said to Bastila who chuckled. " What is it HK?" The tinny, dry sarcastic voice of her loyal droid answered. " Master, you really do need to get around to fixing my voice modulator." Revan sighed deeply. " Not know, HK-47. Now tell me, why have broken radio silence? Unless it's about these Republic bastards." HK-47 paused before replying. " That is exactly, why I called you Master. Two foolish meatbag soldiers thought it was a great idea to trespass on your ship." Revan glanced at Bastila fearing the worst. " Please tell me you didn't kill them, we need information first." HK paused, as Revan heard clicking sounds over the Comms. " Don't fret, master. I have secured them for now, they await your displeasure aboard the Ebon Hawk." Revan shared surprised glances with Bastila. " Curious, HK didn't kill them. He must be slipping." Bastila said as Revan clapped her on her shoulder. " Great work, HK. We will be right there." She replaced the commlink on her belt. " Come, my love. Let's have some fun."






It took five minutes for the two sith lovers to back track to the Hawk, when they arrived they found HK-47 standing guard over two terrified very young very pretty Republic soldiers, bound by manicles on their wrists. Revan turned to HK-47. " Here you are master, the two very bright meatbags that had the temerity to believe they could best a Dark Lord of the Sith." Revan winced at the sound of the male title, as the two soldiers whimpered in fear. " Very good, HK. Now please stand guard by the boarding ramp, we don't want any more surprises." Revan said as she felt Bastila's arms snake around her waist. If HK-47 had a face he would be disappointed. " Please, master. I would like to watch you work, perhaps take notes. You used to let me back before your....untimely accident." Revan shared a glance with Bastila, who nodded smiling as she nuzzled Revan's neck. The sith turned back to the droid. " Very well, but stay near the boarding ramp at least, and stay ready." Hk-47 nodded to his mistress. " Very well...master. I'am always ready." With a crunching of servos, HK planting himself in the corner. Revan turned to the two soldiers, smiling evilly. Using the force, she released their bindings. " What?! Your le-" before the women could speak Revan waved her hand. " Silence! Worms! You are under my control now, and you will answer all my questions." Bastila smiled as she saw Revan's command of the Mind Trick. " I used to rag on you, for using that to skip paying docking tariffs. I was such a prissy little bitch back then." Revan leaned into Bastila, savouring her warm caresses smiling as she recounted the memory. " Yes, mistress. We are yours to command, and we will answer all your questions." Revan and Bastila laughed at the complete control Revan had over these beautiful soldiers. " Who are you? And why are you here?" Revan said waving her hand. " Cynthia Dawson." The girl on the left said. " Xanthe Nyman" the girl on the right. " We are with the Hosnian Garrison. We were brought here by the Jedi Padawan Athena Syndulla. For the express purpose of capturing Darth Revan and her apprentice Bastila Shan, for trial." They said in unison, Revan thought it was a little creepy. Bastila let out a bark of laughter. " Ha! They think to capture us? The fools, they have no idea who they are messing with. Come Revan, let's teach them and this jedi a lesson in the dark side of the force." Revan held up her hand, gently. " One more question, how many are you?" The two women had no choice but to answer. " There are eight of us in total, mistress." Revan pondered for a moment, before waving her hand again.




" Strip. Take off your uniforms, give them to us." Bastila's eyes widened in surprise, as the two Republic soldiers began to remove their uniforms starting with their helmets, body armour and boots. " Yes, mistress. You can have our uniforms, we won't be needing them any more. But you will." The two women said in monotone voices, Bastila kissed Revan on the cheek." This is a nice surprise Revan, but something tells me, this isn't entirely for my benefit." Revan caressed her lovers cheek, and kissed her passionately had the two Republic soldiers unbuttoned their tunics. " Well, it mostly is. I will teach you another lesson, my sweet Bastila. This situation calls for subtlety, we take their uniforms and disguise ourselves. Then using all our guile, all of our cunning we will kill them all. Then we shall have ourselves a little chat with this foolish Padawan, who believed she had a chance against us." Bastila laughed heartily as they saw the two half naked Republic soldiers, clad only in their white crop vests and red uniform trousers they were in the process of unbuttoning their trousers. "They are pretty little things aren't they, Revan. Made up so well. Too bad they have to die, almost...." Her lover said as their eyes traced the swell of their breasts under the sheer thin fabric of their vests. Nipples peaking under the thin fabric. Revan could feel the passion swell within her own breasts, her nipples peaking aroused by both Bastila's caresses and the sight of the naked soldiers. After they peeled down their uniform trousers, the two sith were treated to the sight of the two beautiful soldiers, standing clad only in their white crop vests and matching white scanty panties. The two dark mistresses took a moment to admire the gentle curves of the two hapless soldiers. The blonde who was Revan's size had well formed C-cup breasts, and was toned, very athletic. Compared to her friend, the redhead was petite very lithe, more Bastila's size. Her smaller but buoyant B-cups straining under her tight vest. When they were finished with their appraisal, Revan held her hand. " Pick one, my love." Bastila reluctantly broke out of her embrace, but she smiled as she stood shoulder to shoulder next to her lover. " The redhead. She is my size." Revan nodded, smiling at Bastila. " Good choice, then blonde it is for me." Holding hands, they raised their hands suspending the two scantily clad women in the air using the force. They looked mildy surprised, hanging in the air like flailing puppets. Then their hands shot up grasping their throats, as the sith couple slowly closed their hands in a grip, quickly snapping them shut in a vice like fist. The throats of the two scantily clad Republic soldiers, were crushed with an audible violent crack as they fell to the deck of the ship in a heap. Once they were dead, Revan and Bastila drew into a passionate embrace there lips locking. " That was so fucking hot, my love." Bastila said as Revan caressed her face. " Come, Bastila. Let's get changed." They both walked over to the discarded uniforms, near the cooling bodies of their victims. After stripping off their clothes, they quickly dressed in the uniforms of the dead republic soldiers. " A perfect fit, how do I look?" Bastila said gesturing at her stolen uniform. Revan looked her up and down, liking what she saw. " Red was always your colour, Bastila." Her apprentice giggled as she appraised Revan, in her stolen uniform. "As it was yours, love." Revan kissed her on the cheek. "Flatterer." As they turned to leave, Bastila took her by the hand. " Here, this should give us the edge." Suddenly a red aura briefly surrounded Bastila, highlighting her beautiful sharp features then Revan felt the aura around her herself, before it disappated. She knew what it was instantly. " Your battle meditation, Bastila, I love you so much." Bastila smiled as she caressed Revan's face, drawing a moan of pleasure from the Dark Mistress. " Let's do this, Revan. Let's teach these meddlesome fools, the true meaning of the Force." Kissing her on the lips, Revan replied. "I thought you never ask" Her voice husky with desire, both for Bastila and for the hunt. After they bade farewell to HK-47, they walked down into the jungle clipping their lightsabres to their belts





Privates Dorothy Keener and Lizbeth Baynham, were on edge as they scoured the jungle for the fugitive dark jedi. As par the recommendation of the Jedi Athena Syndulla, Lieutenant Voss had ordered them to patrol in two man teams and to call out for backup but not engage the sith. Perhaps together with the Jedi, they perhaps stood a chance at taking down the sith, maybe. Dorothy however didn't have much faith in the Jedi or her Lieutenant for that matter. She couldn't shake the feeling, of dread that hung over her. At 20 and 21, both girls had been conscripted into the Republic military on Hosnian Prime, largely to the horrendous casualties inflicted by the Sith in the war that still raged. Both while loyal citizens, didn't really want to be soldiers they were studying Engineering at Hosnian's tech academy when they recieved their draft notices, putting their lives together on hold as they started their new careers in the military. Now here they were hunting Dark Jedi, with the barest minimum of training. Honey blonde Dorothy turned to her pretty brunette girlfriend, Lizbeth, who had her dark black hair braided into pigtails under her helmet. " I don't like this Lizzy, first we lose contact with the Corporal and Xanthe then this feeling of dread washes over us. Tell me, you feel that Lizzy. Tell me I'am not on my own." Lizbeth twirled around as she heard another jungle creature howl in the distance. " I know, D. We shouldn't be here, the jungle doesn't want us here. Let's go back to the ship, they don't pay us enough for this shit." Suddenly, the crack of a fallen tree branch drew their attention. Walking towards them was a Corporal. " At ease, soldiers. It is me Corporal Dawson, I'am reporting in." Dorothy could feel her eyes glaze over, as she relaxed her stance. " Greetings, Corporal. You are reporting in." Both she and Lizbeth replied. The Corporal merely smiled as she moved in close drawing her lightsabre, and impaling Lizbeth through her chest with the red glowing blade. Dorothy watched in horror as she was unable to help her dying lover, who gave a small death rattle before slumping at the end of the blade. " I hate to break it to you, sweetie. But I'am not your corporal." Darth Revan whispered in the dead woman's ear as she callously pushed Lizbeth's corpse off her lightsabre. " Lizbeth..." Was all Dorothy could whimper, as she was tapped on her shoulder. She whirled around to see a young dark haired woman, dressed in the uniform of a Republic private. The girl merely smiled as she whipped her double bladed lightsabre, across Dorothy's throat in a flash of red. Dorothy couldn't scream, as her hand moved to the cauterised gash in her throat, then she collapsed to the jungle floor dead.



Bastila disengaged her lightsabre, feeling nothing but pleasure at striking down the young Republic soldier. " That felt, good. Revan. I feel ecstasy." She said as her lover walked over to her, both glancing at the corpses of the fallen soldiers. " Good, remember that feeling Bastila. That is the true nature of the force. Control, dominance and power over life and death." Revan placed her foot on the dead girl's face. "A pity, they were very beautiful. I could sense their love for each other." She said with a detached air, holding Bastila's hand. " Come, my love. That's four down, four to go." After concealing the corpses in the undergrowth, they proceeded deeper into the jungle in search of their quarry.




Sergeant Talitha Crane and Specialist Amie Halliday, picked their way through the dense jungle foliage seeing no other signs of life, other then local primates swinging from the low hanging vines and a strange creature that was a cross between an Avian, a horse with the front claws of a feline. Both soldiers had decided to give the creatures a wide berth, not confident at all in the ability of their rifles ability to penetrate the thick hide of the creature. At 28, Talitha was the only soldier on the team with any real combat experience, but even she hadn't faced a dark jedi in anger. Talitha was a beautiful woman, with rounded features and smooth cheekbones with big brown eyes. Her dark brown hair tied into a short ponytail. She had raised her concerns to Lieutenant Voss, about trusting the young Jedi. Talitha knew that Athena Syndulla was out for vengeance, she saw it in the Twi'leks eyes. The sergeant also saw that the woman cared nothing for the soldiers accompanying her. Talitha had voiced her concerns but the young green officer had ignored her, just like she ignored young Corporal Dawson and she couldn't help but share the feeling that they were marching to their deaths. In fact, she had had the feeling for the last 10 minutes. Turning her head to the squad's pretty Comms officer and medic. " Still nothing, Amie.", The pretty specialist shook her head, crowned with a close cropped light brown pixie cut. " Sorry, Sergeant. I'am not getting anything on long or short range Comms. It's the jungle, the canopy is interfering with the signal." Talitha swore under her breath. " I don't like this, specialist. This place it feels wrong, almost as if it doesn't want us here." The specialist turned to Talitha, her face full of doubt. " I wouldn't know anything about that se- Look!" Amie cried as they saw a body just a few metres in front of them, clad in republic red and gold. She was laying face down in the leaf litter. "She's one of ours. Did one of the others cross into our search grid?" Amie said as they knelt by the stricken body of their squad mate, taking a phial of bacta from her belt. " They must have circled behind us, quick turn her over. It could be Dawson or Nyman." When they turned the body over, it was a woman they didn't recognise except only in wanted posters. The eyes of Bastila Shan flicked upon. " Thank you kindly, but I'am fine but you..." She ignited a single blade of her double bladed lightsabre, impaling Amie through her throat, as Talitha felt her throat constricting her hands shot up, dropping her rifle, as she gasped for air as Bastila manipulated her throat. "....Are going to die." Bastila said as she gripped her hand into the first. The last thing Sergeant Talitha Crane felt, was the sensation of her throat being crushed, as she fell to the ground dead.




Revan rushed to Bastila's side, as she disengaged her lightsabre letting the body of the squad medic fall to the earth beside that of her Sergeant."Beautifully done my sweet Bastila, they never knew what hit them the fools." She offered her hand to her lover, Bastila grabbed it as Revan hauled up into a passionate kiss as they stood over the bodies of the dead women. " You are not the only one, who comes up with the grand strategies my love." Bastila said as she pulled out of their embrace. " That just leaves the Jedi and their lieutenant. We must strike swiftly, our disguises will not fool her Padawan or not." Bastila nodded her head. " Then we strike swiftly. Between the force, ourselves and the battle meditation she won't stand a chance." They pulled out of their embrace, dragging the corpses of the fallen women into the bushes. " I have sensed her thoughts, no doubt you have too Bastila. She is young and out for vengeance, a mere jedi guardian weak in the force, her sabre skills lacking without a master to guide her. Alone, afraid and full of anger." Bastila fell into step beside her, caressing her forearm. " Easy prey, my dear Revan. Easy prey." She grinned as they followed the thought trail left by the Jedi.





Athena was growing impatient as she and Lieutenant Voss were wading through the dense jungle foliage. The fugitive sith were here on this planet, she could sense their presence, like a great wound in the force the Dark Side left its own indelible mark that easy to track. But Athena had sensed that the planet itself was teeming with life, a primal force were the strongest preyed on the weak. Athena know understood why Revan and her apprentice chose this uncharted planet to hone their connection to the force, the dark side was strong here it only served to fuel the abilities of the sith. Athena didn't communicate any of this to the soldiers accompanying her, as mundanes they couldn't begin to comprehend the mysteries of the force unlike she a Jedi Padawan. They only served as fodder, to at least give her a shot at taking down the Sith and to have her revenge. But she couldn't deny the feelings of dread and doubt that we're welling up in her breast. " I cannot raise any of my team, master jedi. If anything as happened to my team, because of your folly. The Jedi Council will hear of this." Said Lieutenant Voss as she removed her hand from her headset, over which she wore red beret that brought out her tanned features and jet black hair. The Twi'lek jedi let out a bark of laughter. " Take a look around Lieutenant, the Jedi Council isn't even here. There isn't even a Jedi Council left anymore, but I thought you would already knew that!" She span around her arms out stretched. Voss's eyes and mouth opened in shock. " You bitch! You told us you had authorisation from the Jedi Council, you waved your hand and...." Her voice trailed off as a stark realisation hit her. Athena shock her head, chuckling. " How else was I going to get command to grant me a team. To track Revan and her bitch apprentice? They wouldn't haven't given me anything if I had just asked." The lieutenant rounded on her. " How dare yo-" Athena suddenly held up her hand. "What is it, is it them?" The lieutenant asked , her voice dripping with fear. Athena quickly ignited her violet blade as she sensed the presence of two very strong in the force, then without warning Darth Revan and Bastila Shan rushed them from tree line in front of them, their red lightsabres drawn blood curdling cries on their lips . Disturbingly, Athena noted that they were dressed in the uniforms of Republic soldiers.





The lieutenant was first to fall, she had drawn her blaster pistol firing three quick red snapshots at the Sith Lord but Athena knew this would do no good. Revan expertly deflected each shot with her sabre, back to its source each shot hit the Lieutenant square two to the chest and one to the head. She fell with a pained grunt, disappearing in the dense jungle foliage. Athena tried to block a burst of Force Lightning from the tips of Revan's hands, but wasn't quick enough she stood routed in place has force generated electricity course through her body. Then Bastila struck, using a burst of speed powered by the force she quickly closed on the stricken Twi'lek Jedi, the blades of her double bladed sabre flashing. Athena screamed as she saw her sabre arm fall to the jungle floor, neatly cauterised by Bastila's expert strike. Between the pain of losing her arm and the lightning coursing through her body, Athena quickly fell unconscious falling backwards as she met the jungle.



" Wakey, wakey. Jedi scum." Revan said as she gave the suspended one armed Twi'lek jedi a jolt of lightning to wake her, Bastila giggled as she snaked her arms around her lovers waist, they had redressed in their black robes. Athena eyes quickly opened as she glanced down to see herself suspended in mid hair, above a monstrous creature that was an amalgam of horse, feline, and avian. "Like my new pet, she is the apex predator of this uncharted world, strong in the dark side of the force. And it just so happens, she hasn't been fed today." Revan laughed as she turned to Bastila. " This will be a treat, my love. She as never tasted Jedi before." Bastila replied kissing her lover's cheek. Athena shot a look at the sith couple. " No, no. Please, I can serve you. I can be your loyal servant, I'am done with the Order. I..I want to learn the ways of the Sith." She pleaded Revan and Bastila glanced to each before shaking their heads. " We have no need for a broken jedi, and besides I'am a one sith type of woman." Revan dropped her hand, as Athena screamed dropping into the creatures beak like maw, her screams abruptly cut short with a satisfying crunching sound. Revan then pulled Bastila into a deep passionate embrace, the two lovers locked lips, caressing their athletic bodies through their robes. And in that moment, Revan decided that there would be no master and apprentice they would just have each other to revel in the dark." Ready to go home my love?" Revan said as she pulled out of the embrace. Bastila nodded, as she caressed her cheek.






Before they left their sanctuary behind, the two sith lovers stripped the bodies of the Republic soldiers lining their naked bodies neatly piling their clothes and equipment next to them, then activated their emergency transponder. It served not just as a means of Revan and Bastila to bond but to serve as a grim warning, to any other foolish enough to believe they could challenge the Dark Mistresses of the Sith. As Revan sat in the pilot seat of the Ebon Hawk, she felt the warm kiss Bastila planted on her cheek, as her lover sat in the co-pilots seat next to her. " You know Bastila? I have just thought of name for this place. I think you are going to like it." Bastila turned in her chair, taking her lovers hand and squeezing it. " Let's hear it, my love. You know I have always loved your jokes." Revan smiled coyly. " Athena's Folly, after the foolish bitch who believed she could challenge us." Bastila laughed. "You are awful, Revan. Every inch, but that's what I love about you." They both shared a kiss on the lips, before Revan engaged the sunlight thrusters and accelerated the Hawk out of the planets atmosphere. She leant back into her chair, as the blue sky gave way to the pinpricks of stars. Revan smiled content in the knowledge that she wasn't alone in the galaxy, that she had the most beautiful woman by her side to conquer it with.

[esercito sconfitto]

please mr Stormtrooper! I can't find the exact kind of uniform of these two cute Republic soldierettes! link required! please!

[Stormtrooper1990]

please mr Stormtrooper! I can't find the exact kind of uniform of these two cute Republic soldierettes! link required! please!

Hi esercito


https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/imag ... gdkOPsPp6m


That should do its based on a mod from the Video Game Star wars KOTOR 2

[SovietLUT]

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[Stormtrooper1990]

It doesn't take much to imagine these two as Sith, it really does come as a reminder that while the Jedi Order brainwashes children, they aren't the worst in the Galaxy.

It was really easy to visualize all the deaths and girls, I really liked the various different hair colors and styles, and don't think I didn't notice you using my hair color, lol. Cynthia and Xanthe sounded quiet fetching until their untimely demise and the young Twi'lek Padawan was just great, I think they really are one of the most loved sexy species to be a Jedi in the Star Wars community. Very interesting death, I can't believe you actually put a hippalectryon in your story! Your description was very fun and nasty sounding!

Hi Soviet


You are very welcome, i'am glad you enjoyed the story. I find that sometimes writing from the perspective of the "villains" can make for me of a rewarding story, as we can agree that they can have more fun. And as a fellow Star Wars fan, writing this story was a labour of love.


I always try to be as varied as I can be when I visualise both my uniform victims and the main characters. I also love Twi'lek girls as they are indeed some of the most beautiful and iconic of all the races in the Star Wars community.


I have to thank you for giving me the inspiration of using the Hippalecytron in this story, my friend. When I looked it up after you mentioned it, I thought that this seriously cool looking creature of legend, deserved some love even if it isn't put of the Star Wars universe. I hope I have done it justice.



Thank you very much for your kind words Soviet and your support, I really appreciate it