Take her down

“Follow my lead, Master.” Anakin replied to Obi-Wan as he made up his mind. The older Jedi sighed in resignation to once again follow his apprentices aggressive instincts.

The two Jedi crouched and begun to cautiously make their way up the hall towards the cloaked figure. Anakin held his saber un-ignited in his hand at the ready while Obi-Wan kept his at his belt. The figure kept stopping at different rooms, checking at the door before moving on. She was walking at a brisk pace, but her constant stops allowed Anakin and Obi-Wan to quickly approach undetected.

Finally, when he was close enough, Anakin lept from cover with his arms stretched out to tackle the figure. He didn’t scream, or even grunt in order to stay undetected. It was in vain however, as the figure quickly spun around in a blur of white and delivered a spinning kick that connected with Anakins chin. The Jedi gasped and grunted as the kick sent him reeling off to the side, followed shortly by the pain as he clenched at his jaw.

“Anakin!” Obi-Wan called out as he kept from his own cover, quickly approaching the cloaked woman. The hood of the cloak turned slightly to acknowledge his presence.

“I should have known you two would show up…” The figure spoke in a harsh but feminine tone. A tone the two Jedi were all too familiar with.

“Wait… Ventress?! What are you doing here?” Obi-Wan gasped out as he now saw the figure from the front, and could recognize her for who she was. The bald head and white skin of the Rakattati Sith Assassin. More than that though was seeing things he didn’t necessarily recognize… that being her rather exposed body where the dark cloak did not cover. Pale breasts hung from her chest as she glared at Kenobi.

“I didn’t end up in this pillar to debauchery by choice, Kenobi. It seems like you and Skywalker here, I’ve been trying to find a way out.” Ventress answered, looking back over her shoulder at Anakin still kneeling on the ground and holding his jaw as if to keep it from falling off.

“Not here by choice? Like we’re supposed to believe that? We came in here with the only entrance this place has.” Anakin declared, pushing himself off the ground and entering a not quite battle stance. Ventress may no longer fight for the Separatists, but that didn’t make her any ally.

“That’s what I thought too. But this tower isn’t exactly sitting idly by anymore. I was passing by in a Speeder when suddenly the controls seized and my craft suddenly charged at the tower like it was caught in a tractor beam.” Ventress explained, looking back and fourth between the two Jedi.

Both Anakin and Obi-Wan looked at each other, clear concern surfacing on their faces.

“The tower pulled you in? But then how did you get inside?” Obi-Wan asked.

“I thought I was going to have to jump to avoid getting flattened with my speeder, but instead the walls opened up and let my craft land inside. I was greeted not long after by the Temples occupants.” She went on, her fists tensing as she mentioned those that reside in the temple.

“Opened up? The tower walls just opened up and let you fly your speeder in?” Anakin inquired further, but Ventress groaned in a frustrated retort.

“I didn’t fly it in, Skywalker. Like I said, my controls seized up and it **** me inside. And from what I saw, I wasn’t the only one either. Other speeders were being pulled in as well.” Ventress explained.

A cold sweat traveled down both Jedis backs as the realization dawned on them. The temple was no longer just sitting dormant, somehow it was pulling more people in…

“This just got a lot more complicated…” Obi-Wan stated, looking down in contemplation.

“Complicated? That’s an understatement, this place is pulling in random people to get molested and brainwashed!” Anakin cried out in a panicked frustration. Just how many people had been **** into this place since they arrived…?

“Why should we believe you? You could have snuck in on your own.” Obi-Wan asked, brow raised and arms crossed.

“Believe me or don’t, it won’t change the fact we’re all trapped in here and we’re only going to be getting more and more company. Besides, in all the years we’ve known each other it would take a mystical tower of whores to get me naked in front of you.” Ventress retorted, planting her hand at her hip as she spoke.

“Okay you have a point… I was going to ask why are you…” Obi-Wan began but Ventress held up a hand and shook her head.

“Let’s just say my clothes were damaged soon after I arrived, and I decided that blending in would help me stay undetected better.” She answered, flaunting the cloak that concealed her.

“That seems… ****.” Anakin observed, his eyes looking up and down the pale skin of Ventress. Had she always been this lean and athletic looking? To be honest he’d spent so long trying not get killed by her he didn’t have time to really admire her body…

“Well it was enough to fool us, we thought you were one of these cultists.” Obi-Wan admitted.

“So I noticed. But if we don’t get out of this place soon, we all will be.” Ventress stated back.

Obi-Wan and Anakin exchanged a glance to one another.

Could they really trust Ventress? Was what she was saying about the tower pulling in more people true? And could they really turn down any ally they could get in this place? Especially one that made them both wonder how they never noticed how sexy a bald woman could…

Both shook their heads as they thought of what to do.