Sith Lord Deserii
by AJ Marks
Part 1
Shuttle headed to the Imperial Fleet
Deserii looked across the small area where she sat to her new companion, a young Twi’lek named Vette. Master Baras had given Vette to her and now Deserii had to figure out what she would do with a slave. So far Vette proved adept in battle, and was pleasurable to look at, a nice combination after so long on Korriban.
“I thought we were headed to Drunond Kaas, where are we headed?” Vette asked, lounging on the seat across from Deserii.
“To the Imperial Fleet, from there we’ll catch a shuttle to Drunond Kaas. Unfortunately the Empire doesn’t have straight flights between the planets,” Deserii explained to her new slave.
“Well, where it is, hopefully it’ll be more exciting than Korriban,” Vette replied back to her. “We could go straight there if we had our own ship.”
“Yes, and I’ll assume Lord Baras will set up such an arrangement,” Deserii said. She understood traveling by shuttle was no way to get around the empire. She would be going many places and would need a way to travel.
“You think he will do such a thing, he seemed, I dunno, egotistical to me,” Vette said, to which Deserii agreed, but would say nothing in front of her.
“He has high ambitions,” Deserii replied, knowing she also had high ambitions, beyond Baras. “And going around in a shuttle is dangerous, even he understands that. And, you’ll treat him with respect or,” Deserii held up the shock collar remote watching Vette pale slightly.
“Yeah, yeah, be nice to mister creeper, got it,” Vette replied quickly.
Deseriii looked over at her companion wondering if the young Twi’lek knew how much they both thought the same thing about Baras. She took a second to look at Vette, she was young, and like most Twi’leks sexy. In many places they were used as sex slaves and Vette was no different having all the right curves.
“What? Am wearing something strange?” Vette asked after several minutes of Deserii staring at her.
“Just wondering if Twi’lek’s are as good as every says they are,” Deserii replied smiling watching Vette’s face change to outrage.
“I’m not some sex toy,’ Vette finally replied, the anger coursing through her body making her tremble. “I’ve seen enough of that to last me a lifetime.”
“You are still my slave,” Deserii said to her. “And you are a slave to a Sith Lord, you can’t get much better than that.”
“Yeah, and still another person’s plaything. Thought I proved myself more than that in the tomb,” Vette said, her body slumping slightly in defeat at the thought.
Deserii took in the slumped posture which wasn’t what she wanted. “You were appreciated Vette.”
The announcement they arrived at the Imperial Fleet interrupted any retort from Vette.
“Come on, I’ll by you something to eat before heading to Drumond Kaas,” Deserii replied, standing up and helping Vette up.
“Sounds good to me, prison food sucked,” Vette said, hoping up with renewed energy.
Deserii chuckled watching her companion before quickly catching up as Vette exited the shuttle. Moving into the station she noticed all types of people, from soldiers to bounty hunters and other Sith Lords all mixed in with civilians. She felt sure some were probably special agents as well. There were several shops with people peddling their wares to passerbyes.
They made their way into a central location where a bar was and wasn’t as crowded. She led Vette to a table then went over and grabbed a drink and some food.
“What about you?’ Vette asked as Deserii set the food down.
“I’m not the one who had to eat prison food,” Deserii replied.
“Right, good for you,” Vette said, diging into the plate of food.
Deserii passed the time watching people pass by. She noticed a variety of people, even races. She noticed a few gave off power while others blended into the background. A bounty hunter walked by talking to a young girl called Mako.
“Wasn’t he on Korriban?” Vette asked, pointing to a Rattatika wearing Sith armor, and walking with a large Deshade. Deserii took a moment to consider the person before realizing Vette was correct.
“Yeah you’re right,” Deserii replied trying to remember what she heard about him. “Think I heard something about a Lord Zash.”
She watched them pause, then head on over towards them.
“Uh-oh, I think we’ve been spotted, “Vette stated.
“Probably because you were pointing at them,” Deserii said. She watched, and waited hoping nothing would happen as they approached, the Deshade towering over the group.
“Help you?” Deserii asked, slightly bored.
“May I sit?” the Rattataki asked.
“Go ahead,” Deserii replied, motioning to the empty seat.
“Saw you on Korriban,” he said after sitting down. “See you survived.”
“Wasn’t hard,” Deserii replied, watching as his eyes went back and forth between her and Vette. His eyes seemed drawn to the slave collar still around Vette’s neck.
“You already have a slave,” he said, his voice taking a sudden hardness.
“Oh yeah, she’s a real slave driver, can’t have a second to myself,” Vette said, speaking up before Deserii could say anything.
“I can still shock you,” Deserii threatened, holding up the shock remote, watching as Vette looked at her and then the remote.
“Hey, I was kidding,” Vette said, holding up her hands in surrender.
“Fear not, I understand, I was a slave myself at one time,” he replied back to her. “I’m Karloth, new apprentice to Darth Zash, and if I’m not mistaken, you’re the new apprentice to Darth Baras.”
Deserii took second before replying. He was quite observant. “Yeah I am.”
“Well, got to go, perhaps our paths will cross again,” Karloth said, standing up.
“If the Force will it,” Deserii replied diplomatically watching him nod and heading off with the large Deshade. She and Vette remained quiet for a few more seconds.
“So, about this collar, do you think you can take if off? I promise I won’t run off,” Vette asked fingering the collar in question.
Deserii gave it some thought before making up her mind. She wanted Vette to trust her, and, perhaps, come to her willingly realizing this would make a perfect first step in their relationship.
“Very well, but don’t make me regret this,” Deserii stated, moving to remove the collar.
“Thanks, and don’t worry I don’t want a Sith coming after me, already had that happen once” Vette said. “So, you’re really going to try and become a Sith Lord?”
“That’s the plan,” Deserii answered watching as Vette absorbed that bit of news.
“I guess I can have worse friends,” Vette replied, who then offered a bit of food to Deserii who took it before continuing. “Guess we’ll have some grand adventures, danger, action and thrilling mysteries.”
“Going to ride my coat tails?” Deserii asked, giving the Twi’lek a smile.
“If I can, better than a slave at a brothel, where I expected to end up after Baras,” Vette replied honestly.
Deserii glanced at the time realizing it was getting close to heading to the hanger to board the shuttle to Drumand Kaas. She had a feeling Vette was right, this was only a first step in a grand adventure. Gathering her few things shed and Vette made their way through the crowds and towards her future.
End Part 1