Chapter 15: Slugging it out in the Huttball court.
The baroness Hela Eras, My mother, sits in front of me with her legs crossed. Her usual composed demeanor has faltered, but she still attempts to maintain a facade of confidence.
'She was here in the living room when I woke up today. Is she here about the teacher I killed last week?'
"Vex, about the rebel groups on Ares II you spent last year rooting out." Mother sighs. "We've tied them back to four specific Sith families."
'I sigh, hyped not to be in trouble.'
"Treachery among the Sith? Who would have thought?" I nervously joked.
"You don't understand. If one house wanted to take us down, maybe it wouldn't be that big of a deal. But for four. That implies the Empress is allowing it. I don't know what their goal is yet. All of them have children here, though. And I don't think they quite know what a monster you are yet."
I nod, trying to read between the lines.
"You wish me to kill the children?" I speak emotionlessly. If so, this would be an easy job.
"I want you to intimidate them, maybe kill some of their spares if they have any."
I sit there nodding, thinking about how to maintain safety for my family.
"If I do this, will our family be safe?"
"No, honey." My mother sighs with a frown. "Until the Jedi order and Sith order destroy themselves, our family will never truly be safe."
I start running numbers in my head.
'How did Bane do it again? That's right, Thought the bomb.'
"Mother, how many Sith and Jedi live right now?"
She scoffs at me for taking her words literally, "Vex you can't be serious. Between the orders? I don't know, maybe five to seven thousand each."
'That sure is a lot.'
"Give me the family names, and I'll look into it immediately," I say calmly.
She hands me a data pad with the names. I write them down on my own data pad.
Duke Kesyk, Viscountess Zapal, Baron Halcorr, and Baron Dragir
"Duke Kesyk, The Duke of the Artus system. He is likely the one in charge of this. He has made a fortune out of mining crystals on Artus Prime. Whatever you do, Vex, none of this can get back to us. Use that cute little superhero outfit of yours to handle it, okay?"
'Darth Relic is assuredly not a hero, Mom!'
"Understood." I nod. "I will start working on this."
"Don't rush it, Vex. The Duke's Daughter isn't dim-witted."
I nod again.
"I brought your ship with me. I registered it undercover, so it won't be tied to our family. It's in the dock here, though."
My face perks up into a smile.
"Thanks, Mom."
She laughs
"Of course." She lazily stands up. "Try not to include your sister if you don't have to in this, but if you do need the help, I'd rather you call upon her than end up dead in a ditch."
Mother heads for the door. As fast as she came, she just headed back out. "Goodbye, for now, son."
She blows me a kiss and leaves.
"Oh, and great job killing your teacher and getting ranked top in your class in the first week." She laughed as the door closed behind her.
I cringe internally as I pull up my datapad and write a new document to share ideas.
'How to kill the Jedi and the Sith?'
Order 66? That was a great purge but way outside the scope of my abilities.
"Fuck. Where do I even begin with a goal like this?"
'I ponder for a moment until I remember the mission my mother just gave me.'
"Fuck it, let's just start with one of those Barons kids for now."
*****
I asked around and eventually ended up in a huttball court. Fully dawning the Darth Relic attire.
'This is so fucking stupid, Relic takes the fucking elevator? To a fucking Make shift basketball court? What the fuck.'
I see three guys leaning over a girl on the ground.
"We just want to show you a good time."
They cackle, their laughter echoing off the grimy walls of the huttball court. The girl on the ground trembles, her eyes wide with terror. I recognize her as Jaeall. It seems she's found herself in quite a predicament.
One of the guys, the son of Baron Dragir, looms over her, a cruel grin twisting his lips. His cronies flank him, leering at Jaeall like she's their next meal. "Come on, sweetheart. You know you want it," he sneers, his voice dripping with malice.
'Oh wow, this is so tropeish.'
Jaeall's body tenses, her fear palpable. She tries to scoot away, but Dragir's son grabs her arm, his fingers digging into her flesh. The other two close in, their laughter growing louder as they anticipate her submission.
I watch in confusion as the situation unfolds.
"I don't really want to play hero…. But it'd be awkward if my friend was raped."
I sigh as I prepare myself. Dragir's son leans in close, his breath hot against Jaeall's cheek. "Baby, I want to piss inside your pussy." he hisses, his words a promise of pain and humiliation.
'Woah, what the fuck?
The air around me crackles with dark energy, none of it my own. If it was someone I didn't know I'd probably just let it go. But Jaeall is technically my friend i think! The Force surges through my veins.
'I am power.'
I feel the Force swell within me, its power coursing through my body. With a flick of my wrist, I direct it towards Dragir's lecherous son, enveloping him in an invisible grip and wrenching him away from Jaeall. He cries out in shock as he's flung backward, slamming hard against the corridor wall. His cronies stare wide-eyed, stunned by this unexpected display.
Jaeall recoils, her eyes darting around in bewilderment. Stepping forward, I address the group through my mask.
"I suggest you try to rape someone else. The lady is under my protection."
Dragir's son staggers to his feet, rubbing his head. His bravado is gone, replaced with disbelief and rage at being shown up.
"Who do you think you are?" He spits.
I smile behind my mask. Loving how bullies like this are real in this world. With a slight nod, I use the Force to pin him against the wall once more. His friends backed away nervously.
"Someone you don't want to cross," I reply smoothly. "I am Darth Relic. I am here to cull the weak Sith."
Jaeall looks at me with wide eyes as if she found something.
"Now run along, little boys. And if you ever bother this woman again..."
I release another pulse of Force energy, making them quake. It seems they get the message as they scurry out of the court. I go help up Jaeall until i hear one of Dragir's underlings.
"Boss, let it go. We have bigger fish to fry. You said you wanted to try and flex your power and Rape that Zenna girl, right?'
I drop Jaeall's hand, causing her to fall back onto her butt. Her face was surprised. Behind my mask, I am seething. With no hesitation, I ignite my blade.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY!" I scream at the cronies.
"Hey, hey, you said we could rape anyone else!" Dragir barks back.
Before he can blink, I've decapitated his friends. I stare at him through the mask. Emanating a hateful aura so wicked Jaeall is shaking behind me.
With Force-enhanced speed, I leap forward and plunge my crimson blade deep into his chest. He cries out in agony as the plasma melts through flesh and bone. I slowly twist the blade, relishing his torment.
Dragir's son crumples to the ground, grasping the smoking hole in his torso. He looks up at me pleadingly, but I have no mercy for those who would defile my family.
"Please, I'm sorry, have mercy..." he gasps weakly.
"You're already dead."
With a swift slash, I decapitate him. His head rolls away as his body slumps lifelessly to the ground. I extinguish my lightsaber and turn to see Jaeall horrified. I'm still shaking from the anger.
"Get out of here," I barked her way.
"What….. But you saved me?" She was confused.
"I need to do something you wouldn't like."
"Relic… I," she hesitates.
I start to force-lift all the bodies and impale them onto the rafters to display them. Jaeall Screams in disgust.
"What are you doing!"
'Shut the fuck up, god.'
"I need everyone to know who did this. It's the proper way."
I use the Force to collect some of the leftover entrails and write a message on the wall.
The Culling of the Weak Sith has begun. - Darth Relic.
I don't get very creative, so I'm basically repeating what I stated earlier. I sigh as the adrenaline starts to wear off.
"Have you…. Have you ever considered becoming a Jedi?"
"Jaeall, What the fuck are you talking about?" I respond with confusion as I drop the entrails from the wall.
"You know my name." She shakes in fear.
'Why is she so scared?'
"Yeah?"
"I've only introduced myself to a handful of teachers and one student, though?" I'm still fearful.
'She just decided to make this complicated for no reason.'
I ignite my lightsaber. This time, I was not thrilled.
"WAIT, NO, PLEASE DON'T KILL ME"
"Who do you think I am?"
Jaeall pisses herself.
"PLEASE, I DON'T KNOW, REALLY?"
'She's lying, but I really don't want to kill her.'
I stand over her with my saber out. Looking through her.
"AHHHH, I HAVE A SECRET TOO THAT WOULD GET ME KILLED IF PEOPLE FOUND OUT!"
'Clever, mutually assured destruction.'
"Continue," I speak softly, saber still in hand.
"I….I.." She sighs and composes herself, looking down. "I am actually a Jedi padawan sent to turn you."
"That's stupid." I muse. "The Jedi would never take someone my age?"
"They think you're strong enough to turn the tides of the whole war," Jaeall says.
"What the fuck?"
I groan stupified with the arrogance of the Jedi. More annoyed than ever, yet satisfied that she won't snitch on me I put my saber away.
"Just get out of my site for now. I cant stand the idea of dealing with you right now."
I point to her as she starts fearfully walking away, the smell of her disgusting piss filling the air.
"Do not go near my sister or Sola from now on!" I utter, ending our encounter.
It appears I have made quite a mess today.
"Whoops." I do a big stretch before heading back to my room.
Status Power Mingguan
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