《Son of the Dark (Male Sith Reader X Female Jedi)》Chapter 10: Fugitive
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"Things are not always as they seem; the first appearance deceives many."
A clone's voice shot through the intercoms as we exited the weapon storage room.
Fox: "Lock down the facility, we have two escapees trying to break out. All security forces are ordered to engage and subdue these criminals!"
(Y/N): "Blast! Aleera, do you know where the platform you landed on is?"
Aleera: "Of course I do, I'm not stupid. Come on."
She said, igniting both of her lightsabers.
The both of us ran past a few cheering inmates as a group of clones blocked our exit.
Clone: "Surrender Jedi!"
Aleera: "Don't kill them (Y/N)."
She spoke with her teeth clenched, giving me a stare which asked for a response.
(Y/N): "Yeah, got it. No deaths."
I deactivated and holstered my red lightsaber, quickly raising my hand and unleashing lightning onto the group of guards. They all screamed in an orchestral unison as they dropped onto the ground like flies, true to my word though I made sure that not one was harmed mortally.
(Y/N): "See, not one killed."
Aleera: "Come on, let's go."
She nudged, I nodded quickly while we continued to pass by the downed group of clones.
(Y/N): "There's the main exit!"
I pointed and shouted. Though a clone trooper came to the aid of the damn door and stood between us and freedom wielding a riot shield and an electrostaff. Aleera stopped me as she turned off her lightsabers and tried to converse with the clone who seemed to be of a higher rank.
Aleera: "Fox, you need to let us out."
The commander shook his head strictly.
Fox: "Can't do that sir, I have orders carried over from Chancellor Palpatine himself. General Viola, (Y/N) (L/N), you are both under arrest."
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(Y/N): "No we aren't."
I boast as I raised my hand and 'forced' him across the room over to the opposite end of the hall, using the Force again to shut the metal door separating us and the commander.
Fox: "NooooOOOOO!"
We heard the sound of fists colliding with the metal, as he yelled in anger behind the barrier.
Aleera: "Come on (Y/N), the ship's this way."
She motioned, cutting through the door efficiently and busting past the molten metal using the Force. I followed close behind.
Spotlights shone on us from a guard tower while the both of us were making our way to Aleera's... Fighter Aircraft?
(Y/N): "Why'd you bring your own personal fighter here?"
Aleera: "Oh dear... I may have messed up..."
(Y/N): "What are we gonna do now?"
She looked around, her green eyes then zeroed in on an old rusty Defenders-Class light corvette.
Aleera: "There's our ride!"
I fumbled around with my words a bit, clearly she was crazy... was she?
(Y/N): "That's an Old Republic-Era ship! It doesn't even look like it can get off this platform without having it's armor plates fall off!"
Aleera: "It's that or having to cram into my one-woman starfighter."
She proclaimed, grabbing my hand as we began to make our way towards the ship.
A lone Twi-Lek walked out of the freighter as I shoved him aside, amidst his angry foreign tongue spiking the air we ran into the old corvette. Aleera made her way into the cockpit as I made my way into the upper turret in order to repel any would-be chasers.
(Y/N): "I hope you're not over-estimating yourself."
Aleera: "(Y/N), you underestimate me."
She called from the driver's seat. I rolled my eyes and laughed a bit.
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The ship slowly began to start as I began to hear pinging against the hull of the ship. Blaster fire.
(Y/N): "Are we waiting for the clones outside to die of old age?"
I joked, Aleera laughed as the engine then fired up, we were off of the platform in no time.
(Y/N): "Get us out of here!"
The corvette shook as we ascended into Coruscant's upper atmosphere. Two republic gunships began trailing us as I fired warning shots in order to try and lose them. They both eventually left the chase since we were getting higher into the atmosphere once we leapt into hyperspace Aleera placed the ship's drive on autopilot as I exited the turret room. We both met in one of the cargo holds as we both breathed a sigh of relief that we both had escaped.
Aleera: "Well, you're free now... I don't really know what to sa-"
(Y/N): "I do, thank you Aleera. I appreciate your help, even if I might've not needed it."
Aleera: "Hey, I piloted the ship."
She gave me a slight punch on the shoulder. I chuckled.
Aleera: "But now, my Jedi life is practically over. The Chancellor has definitely informed the council of my 'treachery'. I'm willing to bet that they trust the Chancellor more than another one of their own at this point considering the temple bombing that happened a few weeks ago."
Aleera shrugged, plopping herself down on a crate. Then after a moment taking one of her lightsabers and staring at it for a moment.
Aleera: "Strange, how one's life can change so easily. One moment you're the guardian of the Peace. Now, I'm a renegade alongside the Jedi's sworn mortal enemy."
I could see a hint of sadness on her face, I could feel it as well. She risked her life to save me, someone she's supposed to despise. But against the authority of the council she believed in me as an individual, and through her kindness she wanted to give me a second chance.
(Y/N): "Aleera, even should I be a Sith. I am appalled by your hope for me. My life is in your debt."
Aleera looked at me, smiling.
Aleera: "We don't have to be enemies, do we?"
(Y/N): "I do not think I have ever seen anything in either the Sith or the Jedi Codes that prevent us from working together to get somewhere in this broken, divided galaxy. Perhaps, Hutt Space?... free from the jurisdiction of both the Republic and the Separatists, Aleera we could make a living there as I had lived before I was found by Dooku."
I offered, Aleera nodded slightly.
Aleera: "Not too much of a plan, but it's something. Better than nothing."
She agreed, holding out her hand.
Aleera: "Partners?"
I looked at it for a moment, before taking it and shaking it. Possibly forming a partnership the galaxy had never seen in millennia to my knowledge.
(Y/N): "Partners."
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