The Awakens

The moment John Newman awoke his new **** module, it did not go unnoticed. Three different groups, each with a powerful leader, all knew the moment John’s new module activated. They all uttered the same words at the same time.

“There’s a disturbance in The ****!”

Their reciting of these words would start a new trial for John Newman, one that would change him forever. Three leaders, one in a converted warehouse, one in an ancient temple, and the last in a dark club of ill repute

“Raina, you will go and try to convince him to join us. You and he have fought together in battle. Perhaps that bond will sway him to join us. I’d send Sarah or Rebecca with you, but the two are busy with their own assignments,” an older man told the young Grey Jedi that once assisted John in the defense of his kingdom.

“If The **** wills it, then it shall be so,” Raina responded to the elder in front of her. The two met in the converted warehouse turned domicile, gym, and temple.

“May The **** be with you,” he told her.

“And may The **** be with you,” she responded as she bowed to him and left.

Meanwhile, in an ancient temple in a forgotten area of the Abyss that can only be accessed via a secret barrier, a group of ancient mages wish to add a new member to their order.

“Grand Master, we have confirmed a new **** user has awoken. We can not confirm how young or old the **** user is,” said an older male to an older female.

“The only problem is the new **** user is in Springfield, which gives the Grey Jedi and Sith an advantage of getting to them before we will,” commented the older female.

“The **** works in mysterious ways, my friends,” said the older female the other two were talking to. “We have a Jedi there already for a mission. We shall contact her and tell her of her new mission that takes precedence. We shall add a new member to our Order, do not worry about that,” she said in a calm tone.

In a dark club in the shady part of Springfield, a woman in a high slit mini dress with a boob window in the front and no back but a high neck that had two pieces of cloth that waved behind her, giving her a regal look as she walked across the floor.

“Aye, slut, how much for a dance?” asked a rather ugly looking fat man as he watched the lady walk by. Before he could say anything more, he grabbed his throat to remove the hand on it. The only problem was there was no hand on his throat as he desperately tried to remove the pressure on his neck. The man continued to struggle until the oxygen in his body ran out and he slumped over, passed out from oxygen deprivation.

“Quick, get him to the alley before the other clients see!” said a harsh male voice as two men quickly grabbed the man and dragged him through a side door with an Employees Only sign posted on it. The man turned to the woman who was walking before he spoke. “I’ve told you before, Lady Katie, not to do that in the club grounds!” he growled at her.

“And I told you, Lord Kenric, make sure your guests do not mistake me for one of your little whores,” she said to him as she did not even break her stride as she entered a different door marked Employees Only.

“Then, perhaps you should not dress like one,” he told her, knowing it would get under her skin. This caused her to stop in her tracks for a few moments. Suddenly, with inhuman speed, she spun and ignited her red lightsaber and swung it at the man. Lord Kenric knew what was coming and ignited his own blade to block hers.

“If I did not have important news for the Emperor, I’d slice you like the pig you are,” she spat at the man, who merely laughed at her.

“We both know you’ll never be strong enough to overpower me,” he goaded her into continuing the fight. Lady Katie, however, knew she had better things to do then let Lord Kenric get under her skin, so she jumped back, turned off her lightsaber, and turned to leave.

“Don’t turn your back on me!” he roared as he lunged at her. Lady Katie waited until the last second before she turned around and used a **** Push to send the man flying through a few walls.

“I already am,” she said, smirking at him, blew him a kiss, and then continued on her way. Kenric was a fool and easy to manipulate, like most of the Sith here. Lady Katie knew it was only a matter of time until she was granted the title of Darth and took a true Sith name. Then she would make this place much better. She would show them all she is the true Sith’ari meant to rule them all.

Katie made her way through an ornate set of double doors into the Emperor’s throne. There, she saw what had become a daily occurrence whenever she came into this room. The once mighty self proclaimed Sith’ari, who crushed his enemies with his inhuman strength and lightsaber skills. His **** skills, however, were rather lacking. That man, however, had become complacent with his little fiefdom he had created, and became a fat, ugly, man who would rather fuck strippers than finally crush the Jedi and Grey Jedi.

“My Emperor, a new **** user has awakened. The Jedi and Grey Jedi are already on the move. We must act quickly to retrieve them and show them the power of the Dark Side,” Lady Katie said to her Emperor as she knelt in front of him. His groans of pleasure as the two strippers serviced his cock did not stop during her explanation.

“Good, good, Katie, you’ve done well,” he mumbled between grunts of pleasure. Katie hated how the old fool merely used the strippers for pleasure and money, instead of using them as assets for covert intelligence gathering. So many changes were planned when she could finally slay him and become the Empress.