《Rise of the Dark Council (Star Wars x Male Sith Reader)》Chapter 6: The Final Reunion, Y/N and Alora vs Ezra and Kanan
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Y/N POV
About a year had passed and sure enough, our ships were ready. Not all of them mind you, but the production continued as we sent the initial wave of Hammerhead cruisers out into the open. And it was around this point we began claiming territory.
Roughly a month after our arrival on Taspir III I had my final reunion with my old master and his padawan. You guessed it, It was here that I met Ezra Bridger and Kanan Jarrus for the last time!
Here's how it happened.
Flashback, one month after Chapter 5...
I had remained on Taspir III to observe the construction of the first wave of ships. When one of the Disciples of Ragnos cultists approached me. "Sir, a ship has entered the system and just docked on one of the platforms."
He showed me a hologram and when I saw it my eyes widened, the GHOST was docked right outside this very factory. I mean, it's bad enough that they were on the same planet as me, but to be at this very same FACTORY?! My luck must be going bad.
Jerec had left with Tavion to recruit more soldiers so it was just me and Alora along with the Disciples of Ragnos. I turned to the Cultist and said "There will be two Jedi on that ship, ensure they are separated from the others and find there way in here. Do you understand?"
The cultist nodded before leaving the room. After that I pulled out my hologram communicator and contacted Alora "Come to my position immediately. We have company." Alora just responded "Very well. I'll make my way there." With that she signed off.
Alora showed up in the room and we waited in the darkness. The Cultists must have done there job well, because very soon the door burst open and my heart rate increased when Ezra and Kanan burst through the door. Their appearance had changed alot since the battle at Malachor.
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Images of Kanan and Ezra:
When they noticed me Ezra stuttered out "Y-Y/N? We thought you died on Malachor, and who's she." He said the last part pointing to Alora. I just let out a chuckle "A new acquaintance of mine. But that's not important, what IS important is why are you here?"
Kanan responded "We were told this is an old Imperial facility. I can see now that isn't the case." I let out a laugh. "From the looks of things you can't see anything! How's being blind treating you? Regardless, we have more important matters to attend to."
With that both me and Alora ignited our Lightsabers. Kanan and Ezra did the same and our battle commenced.
Alora focused on Ezra while I focused on Kanan. When our blades clashed he spoke "You haven't fully given yourself over to the Dark Side, there is still conflict within you." I pretended to think before saying "Okay, give myself to the Dark Side, okay!"
I then flipped before launching my force lightning at Kanan who blocked it with his Lightsaber. I just chuckled again "Ah, so you can see." I then fired more lightning but again he blocked it. I once again reignited my own lightsaber before slashing at him.
He dodged it before force pushing me into the wall. He attempted a swing but I blocked it just in time. And was actually able to nick his arm with my lightsaber which earned a grunt of pain. However from there my luck properly ran out.
Kanan suddenly exclaimed "Ezra now!" And just like that, in an instant both him and Ezra force pushed me and Alora back and made a run for it. Alora went to pursue but I stopped her and said "No, let them go."
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Alora looked confused and asked "What? Why?" I turned to look at her before saying "Because, when this Sith Empire begins to establish itself, I want them to be around to see it, I want them to see what they helped create by how they treated me! We'll see them again, trust me."
Back to present day...
We never did see them again, I received word that Kanan had supposedly died and Ezra was now missing in action. At first I was curious however after no confirmation of either was ever brought to my attention, I eventually forgot about it and moved onto more important matters.
As I mentioned at the start, our first wave of ships were fully functioning, we had an army of soldiers and we managed to seize the planet of Taris, a gigantic city planet which was now serving as our capital planet.
Which of course leads to where I am today...
Author's Note: That's it for this chapter. Again, this chapter was quite difficult so I'm sorry if it wasn't that good. However I do have an important question, who do you prefer, the Seventh Sister or Alora, I'm asking this because of a plot point later on and depending on the results it will determine which of the two will have a bigger role in it, please comment your preference. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed and as always thanks for reading.
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Decompose!
Dear diary. When you read stories about some people missing and returning after years of absence claiming they were living in another world, your first reaction is to scoff and dismiss a story as a tall tale, right? I know I did. All the time. Until it happened to me and I no longer did. That day was today. Some god of thunder smote me. If it were Chris Hemsworth, I wouldn't mind but it was some barbaric Hitite god that abaondned Earth some four millennia ago. Yes, what can I say? I love the seventh art. I have more hours watching movies than any other activity, including sleep. What? Do you think I'm exaggerating? Maybe I am. I'll really miss hollywood the most. And my biggest regret is that I never got to visit the holy city of cinema. I did not come to another world to be a hero even though there was hints that they hoped I'd save it. I did not come with overpowered abilities able to, dunno, leap tall castles in a single bound, faster than a speeding crossbow bolt, be more powerful than a eight-horse carriage, the bounds. No. After the asshole god that murdered me brought me to his world, he gave me some boons from his discount bin and "The Power of my Soul (tm)". Forgive my french, I hope you understand I am rather upset at dying. And he somehow decided that my power is to recycle stuff. How awesome is that? Not much at first, I must admit. At least I got all my camping stuff and equipment with me. There's no lycra in the other world. I'll make it someday, but that day is not today. So here I am. In another world, in the middle of nowhere. I'm no heroine. As the song goes, I'm your basic average girl. And I'm assumed to be here to save the world. But almost everything can stop me, because I'm not named Kim. Wish me luck, diary. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This novel is going have the following features: slow-paced slice-of-life No GameLit / LitRPG elements. Movie references. Sandra likes the seventh art. Journal / diary style crafting (includes chemistry, engineering and metallurgy) low magic technological advancement (for Sandra, at least. She is not against sharing though) personal relations clash of perception between the modern and ancient customs. bits of tension, fighting, and plot here and there. I won't repeat myself though. Once she crafts a good batch of soap, for example, she'll just note, "I crafted soap again." Once it is estabilished how she obtains compound X, compound X2 that is obtainable from the same process will also just be mentioned. I'll try to be as realistic as I can with the crafting, chemistry, and technology. Cover: Public Domain Image by StockSnap from Pixabay. No attribution required but we do it anyway.
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