Awakened

After your confrontation with the Sith Lord karness, you were met by a darkness of a different kind. The world around you was black and quiet and you felt no sensation. Some sound could be heard, getting louder. Voices familiar to you. Your eyes slowly opened.

“He’s waking up! Make sure that doesn’t move!”

The sharp lighting left your vision blurry. But you could make out some figures above you. Ahsoka and Aayla were looking down at your face and their hands holding you up. You were still in the lab but now you laid out on the cold hard floor.

“Master, are you alright?” Ahsoka said in a worried tone.

“I’m fine... My head hurts and my neck is sore, why am I on the ground?”

“That amulet thing came to life and latched onto your neck. We tried to pull it off, but we didn’t want it to hurt you. Eventually it detached itself off you. We’re sorry we couldn’t remove it sooner.” Aayla explained to you.

You calmed the Twi’lek. “It’s ok, As long as no one else got hurt.” You were helped back on your feet and when you looked to your right, you saw Barriss and Shaak Ti pointing their lightsaber towards the ground at the artifact. A closer look revealed the red gemstone eyes were dark. An indication that Karness was well an truly gone. You now had a clear understanding on what happened and it made you glad that you finished off the Sith spirit.

“Stand down.” You ordered your acolytes. “It’s nothing but a lifeless shell now.” The two turned their sabers off.

“What is it?” Ahsoka asked.

“A sith trinket holding the ghost of one of the first Sith Lords.” You explained.

“So that was the dark presence you sensed in the capsule.” Ahsoka said.

“The Jedi archives tell of powerful Sith Lords being able to transcend beyond **** by bonding themselves to a place or an item of great power.” Shaak Ti explained.

“He tried to take over Celeste’s body but she resisted and put herself in the capsule to hide him from the galaxy.”

“Celeste is the girls name?” Shaak Ti asked.

You nodded. But before you could say more on your encounter, a moaning can be heard from the capsule. Everyone rushed to Celeste and found her waking up.

K...Karness.... no.....NOOOOO!” She said rising quickly from the capsule before you grabbed her.

“Calm yourself, your ok.” You said holding the awakened Jedi.

“The Talisman, where is it!” She said clutching her chest. No longer feeling it’s grip on her neck.

“Karness is nothing but a dead memory. He will control you no longer.” You told her. Picking up the talisman with the **** and showing the Jedi it’s lifeless appearance.

Celeste looked shockingly at the Sith trinket. It had one point wrapped around her neck for so long. Now she looked like a free woman. No longer at the mercy of the spirit Karness.

“At the moment, I would like you to get some rest. We will talk when you’ve retained your strength.” You told her bowing your head and beckoning Ahsoka and the others out of the room so the medical droids can tend to Celeste in peace.

“Thank you.” Said Celeste before you departed. You and Ahsoka gave her a smile and left her in peace.

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“Master, what are our plans for the Jedi.” Ahsoka asked. The two of you walked across the upper halls of the citadel.

“I have no plans for Celeste, she is our guest.” You answered at her side. Your arm courtly wrapped around hers as you walked. “In her current condition she is no threat. If that is your concern.”

“So your not going to condition her like the others? She is a follower of a dead and disgraced order, and being displaced from her era of time can lead to allot of negative outcomes.” She continues. “If she discovers what happened to the Jedi and the republic—“

“She will learn the truth eventually but not yet.” You interject. “You are to make sure she stays unaware until I am ready for her. You and Barriss can keep her company and nurse her back to health.”

Ahsoka pauses. “But my original mission—“

“Can wait. Your search can be put on hold. He will be found eventually in time. Be patient Ahsoka.”

“Yes master, forgive me if I have spoken ill.”

“You haven’t, I cannot deny that Celeste has been an unexpected block in our original goal. There could even be a connection. You mentioned smugglers?”

“Yes. They were transporting the capsule. I had them sent to ISB on Imperial Center.” Said Ahsoka.

“I want to know who hired them and where they were going. By any means.”

Ahsoka smiled. “As you wish, my master.” Before she departed she stole a deep kiss from you. Walking off swaying her hips to entice your gaze. It was working to well as you felt very turned on by her. Having gone through a battle of mind with a Sith Lord, it was time to clear your head.

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Aayla POV.

Aayla passed through the double doors marked by the imperial symbol into a large living chamber. Decorated with art and banners beautiful to look upon. Aayla ignored the displays and walked up the staircase in front of her until her eyes laid upon the throne and the man who stood next to it. The man she owed her life to looked out at the empire he had built. At some point in time, there relationship would have been different. But that time has long passed. Now he was the master, and she the obidient student.

“Guards, leave us.”

One by one, the royal guards that stood by in the shadows began to leave until it was only the two of them. Once they had all left, her master began to look upon the Twi’lek and approached her slowly.

“I’ve been away from Byss for awhile and I appreciate the work you and the others have done. I expected nothing less.”

The emperor brushed Aayla’s Lekku with one hand that made her moan. The other hand was busy unfastening her acolyte robes until they fell to the ground. Leaving the Twi’lek’s body unbarred.

“But I did not come here just for business, so why have you come before me lady secura.”

“To give my body to the eternal master. As it was always meant to be.”

Her emperor looked pleased with her answer and kissed her to seal the deal. Deeper and deeper did she fall into lust. Such desires were denied to her before. It wouldn’t be long till she would be bedded again by the one she swore to serve. The chosen one.