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Knights of the Old Republic: Episode II

Ahmose Inarus

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Criminal Minds, and I most certainly do NOT own Star Wars.

SLASH WARNING!!! H/R

Chapter 21

PLANET: CORUSCANT

LOCATION: JEDI TEMPLE

TIME: LATE EVENING

Reid fled. He fled from the Council. He fled from the harsh hand of Raanh Syr, the cold voice of Kitata Ree, the accusing glare of Max Ryan, and the secret-keeping silence of Tarash Virr. He fled from the guilt, the fear… but those feelings he couldn’t escape; they pursued him. He crashed into Master Andy Swann, nearly knocking her to the floor. He didn’t apologize, he just stumbled and kept running, closing his eyes and utilizing his Force Sight… it never failed him… his eyes did.

He ran through the corridors aimlessly, not knowing where he was going, or where he even WANTED to go. But he ended up at Hotch’s room. The door opened to him, he darted inside and locked the door. Then he flung himself onto the bed and collapsed into broken sobs, coughing into the sheets, spattering blood over them.

Had he no control over himself? Over the darkness that he now knew wasn’t gone, but was hiding within him?! Would he ever truly be free from the Sith? From Darth Livion…? Or was he doomed to have that Dark Creature haunt him from his own shadow for the rest of his life.

“You know that we are one.” Reid gasped and jumped, opening his eyes. His pupils dilated in his terror.

Across the room, sitting cross legged on Hotch’s dresser, was Darth Livion.

“I AM your shadow.” Livion said, cocking his head with a light smirk. “You and I… we are inseparable.”

“… No.” Reid whispered. “Go away.”

Livion grinned. “You can’t live without me.”

“That’s not true.” Reid said, slowly sitting up. “I was here before you. I lived without you then, I can live without you now.”

“We are symbiotic now. The moment I was born, we became entwined. We can’t ever be without the other again…”

“No. You’re lying.” Reid said, and Livion sighed, leaning back and bracing his weight on his hands. He tossed his hair.

“Yeah… I guess I am.” He said, then smiled lazily. “I mean… I can live without you. I could banish you from my existence. But you can’t banish me.”

“Watch me.” Reid hissed. Livion threw his head back, his laughter ringing through the room.

“Do you really think that I would ever let you banish me away?” He asked, slipping gracefully off of the dresser. “Do you really think that you can be free of me? You can’t. Ever.”

“No. You’re wrong.” Reid said, standing to face him. “I will purge you from existence.”

“You… me… we’re the same.” Livion told him, sauntering across the room to stare him in the eye. Reid stared back, honey brown meeting red-rimmed yellow. Chestnut curls and creamy skin contrasted against black oily tangles and a white translucent face.

“You’re just a nightmare.” Reid said.

“I am so much more.”

“No. This will end.”

“Do you think this is a game? This is the Dark Side. I am here to stay, no matter what delusions you may harbor. As long as you live, so will I. The Jedi cannot save you from me.”

“You were born within me, and you can die within me as well. I will end you. I’ll not let you return.”

“You’re dreaming. I will see you vanish before I ever do… I will devour you, and I will remain.”

“No. It’s over!”

“Soon… for you.”

“Go away! You’re not REAL!!!”

“I’m right in front of you!”

“NO!”

“Look at me and see yourself.”

“DAMN YOU!!!” Reid cried, fisting his hands into his hair.

“Go on… open your eyes.”

“I’ll tell the Council!”

“Oh yes… please do… go and tell them that you are talking to Darth Livion. They will KNOW that I’m still alive within you. What do you think they’ll do? Imprison you? Perhaps Sever you from the Force…”

Reid felt his stomach fill with ice at that, and he slowly sunk onto the bed, staring off into space.

“You can’t survive like that and you know it. The Force is all you have. And your Force Bond with Aaron… it will die, too. What would you do? Wander the Galaxy? Perhaps flee the Galaxy… Ah, but if you set me free, I could re-establish the connection with the Force. Of course, I would be the one who could feel it. You wouldn’t.” Livion grinned.

“You’re alone. And you can’t stop me. Any more than you can stop fucking up…” And he raised his hand.

Reid’s eyes flew wide open as his breath was cut off. He clawed at his throat, fingers leaving dark bruises in their wake. And then, mottled red tentacles began to slither from under the bed and coiled up his legs. Eyes wide in horror, Reid thrashed and tried to scream. His clothes were slowly pulled off. He still couldn’t breathe… he tried to use the Force, but nothing happened.

He was pushed down onto his back on Hotch’s bed, and the tentacles wrapped around him, binding him tightly there. His legs were parted and forced wide, and he could feel the prods at his entrance. Eyes wide in horror, he stared up at Darth Livion. Livion smirked down at him.

“Enjoy…” He purred, and then everything went dark…

PLANET: DENON

LOCATION: MAIN STAR PORT

TIME: LATE EVENING

The team disembarked from the BAU as soon as they arrived on the Star Port. They were met by an official, who had been sent by the Prime Minister of Denon. They boarded a transport, heading for the Prime Minister’s office.

As they flew, Hotch suddenly winced. A spike of fear stabbed through him, and then faded… He frowned, rubbing his chest.

“You okay?” Emily asked.

“Yeah. Fine.” He said with a nod, wondering if Reid were in the Jedi Temple, and if so, what had scared him. He was worried about the boy… something was desperately wrong, and he was determined to find out what, and help his lover… If he still was his lover… He sighed and drooped slightly.

They had gotten Reid back from the Sith… but was he the Reid that they had lost? Doubtless his time with the Sith had changed him… but how much?

He had to shove this to the back of his mind when they reached their destination. The Prime Minister was there to greet them. She was a lovely woman, just reaching her sunset years, with graying hair and pale gray eyes. “Welcome.” She said, her voice deep and soft. “I am Siffya Depembew. Thank you for coming.”

“We are happy to help.” Hotch said with a nod.

“I will not tolerate Dark Jedi here.” Minister Depembew said, getting straight to the point with a frown. But then, she blinked and shook herself, before smiling at the team. “And I heard that you took down Darth Livion.”

“… We uh… didn’t ‘take him down’, so to speak…” JJ said, frowning slightly.

“We got him back.” Hotch said. “He is a Jedi.”

“… If you say so. I think any Jedi who used to be a Sith is just fooling themselves, and so are the Jedi… Once a Sith, always a Sith. Uh, no offense.” She added, eyeing the team. They were silent. “Anyway… right this way.” And they followed her down the corridor to a large room displaying a 3-D map of the planet. She tapped a few buttons, and it zoomed in. “We are here.” She said. “And here is the target. There are several Dark Jedi at this place, and rumor says that Darth Rashio has even been seen there. What do you plan to do?”

“We’re going to get rid of the Dark Jedi. Capture what we can, drive the rest out.” Hotch said. The team looked at him, surprised.

“And when do you want to do this?” Minister Depembew asked.

“Immediately.”

“What?!” Morgan blurted.

“We don’t want to give them time to learn that we’re here and prepare for us…” Hotch said. “Let’s go.” And he turned and walked out of the room. The team exchanged looks, then followed.

“Aaron.” Rossi called, jogging after him until he walked beside him.

“Yes?” Hotch asked.

“Aren’t you being a bit… rash?”

“It’s true. We want to strike sooner rather than later.”

“What’s the harm of taking the night to rest and the day tomorrow to plan?”

“Like I said. We don’t want to give them the time to find out we’re here and prepare for our attack.” Hotch said.

“… Really… or do you just want to get back to Coruscant as soon as possible?” Rossi asked, moving to step into Hotch’s path. Hotch stopped and stared at him. “Aaron. I know you’re worried about Reid. But don’t let it cloud your judgment. Otherwise, you’ll just become another example of why the Order has decreed romantic relationships to be taboo.”

Hotch stared at him for a long time, then turned to the team, who had just caught up with them. “Morgan.”

“Yes?”

“Do you think I’m being impulsive?”

“… Yeah. I do.”

“Prentiss?”

“… To just walk out of here and attack?” Prentiss asked, then sighed. “It… is impetuous.”

“JJ?”

“It’s hot headed, Hotch.” She said firmly. Hotch then turned and looked at Seaver. The apprentice stared back, then lowered her eyes for a moment, before looking the man in the eye.

“It’s… not like you. You’re patient, you’re strategic. This isn’t.”

“… Alright then.” Hotch nodded, and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry. Dave is right. We need to rest, and plan. Let’s find a place to stay and get some sleep.”

PLANET: CORUSCANT

LOCATION: JEDI TEMPLE

TIME: MORNING

Reid groaned as he awoke. His body was aching. He wondered why, and then it came to him… Livion… the Vi’Tani! With a gasp, he bolted upright in bed, and looked around the room. Everything was quiet and tranquil. There was no Darth Livion. No Vi’Tani. And he was still fully dressed. He never even got out of his boots, belt and robe. Head throbbing, Reid stood with a groan and went to bathe. Cautiously, he looked into the mirror. No Livion. But there were more bruises patterned across his body.

He winced and turned away, then downed two vials of Nectar before bathing and dressing in fresh clothes. And then, he made his way to the infirmary. The five Jedi he had injured were having their breakfast. They all grew still and silent when he entered. He didn’t look at them. He just stood there, eyes to the floor.

“… I’m sorry.” He finally said, his voice soft and tentative. “I… I don’t know why I… I lost control, and I don’t know why… and I don’t know how to stop it. I had no idea that I…” He sighed, shoulders drooping. “I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”

“What are you doing here?” Reid turned. Master Tonnia stood there, staring at him. She extended her hand. “Come.” And she guided Reid out of the room. He went silently. “We have discussed what happened. And it has been decided that you will be working with several Masters on containing your power… and the Dark Side that we have learned is still within you.”

Reid closed his eyes in shame, and hung his head. The Caretaker of the First Knowledge stared at him.

“… Come.” She said, and changed direction. Reid blinked, and followed. She led him to the Archives, and took him to a chamber that was usually sealed off. “I want you to go through these.” She told him, looking around. “These are the stories of Jedi long passed…” She looked at him. “They faced the same fight that you face now. The struggle for their own redemption. And it was not easy for them, either.” She laid a hand on his shoulder. “But they were not alone in their struggle. They had help. And so will you need help. But first… you have to LET yourself be helped.” And she turned, and walked from the room, leaving Reid to the Archives, to learn of those who Fell, and were redeemed…

PLANET: DENON

LOCATION: MEETING ROOM OF THE PRIME MINISTER

TIME: LATE MORNING

The team stood around a hologram of the dingy little structure that the Dark Jedi were using as an outpost.

“We’re going to attack in broad daylight?” Seaver asked, looking at Hotch.

“Yes.” The man replied. “The Sith and Dark Jedi are more active at night than they are in the day.”

“Why?”

“Depends on who you ask.” Morgan said, glancing at the Padawan. “But keep in mind the physical changes when one becomes twisted by the Dark Side. The yellow eyes… the darker hair… the extremely pale skin.” And he smiled.

“The Sith and Dark Jedi, are, to a point… photosensitive.*” Rossi told her. She blinked, and her eyes widened in comprehension. “They don’t like sunlight. Hurts their eyes, and their skin if they’re exposed to it for too long too much. They avoid it for these reasons, as well as their need for darkness, not just in the Force, but in all things.”

“… Makes sense.” Seaver admitted.

“JJ.” Hotch said.

“Yes?”

“I want you to go in through the ventilation shaft. Take Seaver with you.”

“Right.”

“Morgan. Take the under passage.”

“Aw, man!!!”

“Prentiss, the delivery entrance.”

“Right.”

“Garcia.”

“Sir?”

“Take out their security system.”

“Consider it dead.”

“Dave. We’ll go in the front door.”

“Wonderful. I love being forward about these things.” Rossi said with a smile.

“And everyone… take caution. There may be a Sith Lord among them.” Hotch said, looking around at his team. They all nodded, more than ready.

PLANET: CORUSCANT

LOCATION: JEDI TEMPLE

TIME: LATE EVENING

Reid grimaced and tilted his head to the side, cracking his neck. He had been in the Archives all day, going through the files that Master Tonnia had left him with. He had not taken a break once. Not to eat, or even to relieve himself. He was so exhausted.

“Boring, isn’t it?” Came the voice from behind him. Reid froze.

“… Go away.” He whispered.

“Seriously. The stories are all the same. Jedi Falls, Sith pretends to be redeemed...”

“That’s not true. Some of them truly were redeemed.”

“And some of them Fell all over again, acknowledging that it is their true nature.”

Reid frowned, slowly standing and turning around to face Darth Livion. The Sith Lord had a lazy smile on his face.

“I know which one YOU will be.” He said as Reid stormed past him and out of the room. He headed back to Hotch’s room, slipping inside and undressing. He looked at himself in the mirror. Good; no new bruises today. Though the one on his arms from where Master Syr had grabbed him the other day was looking particularly ugly… He sighed and went to relieve himself. But relief was hardly what he got. As he urinated, he had to swallow a horrified cry; the stream he was expelling was red with blood. He blatantly refused to check his bowel movement, or he would have seen the blood present with that elimination as well. He bathed, being gentle to his bruise-mottled skin, and spat out a mouthful of blood after violent coughs wracked his frame. Once he had dried himself off, he crawled naked into bed, but not before taking more of the Nectar…

PLANET: DENON

LOCATION: SERPENT’S FANG CANTINA

TIME: LATE AFTERNOON

The team moved in, swift and silent, hands ready to pull their Lightsabers at any moment. JJ and Seaver darted off to one side, Emily to the other, and Morgan dropped into a manhole, disappearing into the sewers. Garcia made her way to a rooftop overlooking the dark little building, and she settled down on the ground, crossing her legs and closing her eyes. She reached out with the force, and felt out the security system of the building. Then, she smiled slightly, and with a small amount of effort, she took care of it. “Security is down. Go.” She said, and then began to focus on her Battle Meditation, enhancing the strength, speed and morale of her team, while enfeebling the same things in the Dark Jedi on the inside of the building.

There was only a moment of silence, and then the Jedi all moved in as one.

Morgan exploded out of the garbage chute, and the grate up on the wall flew across the room as JJ and Seaver leapt out. The front doors crashed in to admit Hotch and Rossi, and as the panicked Dark Jedi headed for the back, Emily cut off their escape. They soon found themselves surrounded by the quick and efficient team, their blades blazing, daring the Dark Jedi to fight them.

“That one.” JJ suddenly said, pointing to a short, stocky man in the middle of the group. “He knows who we are. And he knows something… something that he doesn’t want us to know.”

“Then we’d best find out what that is.” Morgan said. And immediately, the Dark Jedi drew their red Lightsabers.

“Definitely need to find out what it is.” Rossi smirked, raising his blade.

“We’ve fought off the Sith Lords that you serve.” Hotch snarled. “Do you really think you stand a chance?”

“Perhaps we fear what our masters will do to us if we DON’T fight, more than we fear you if we do.”

“Probably wise.” Emily said. “Your Masters are cruel, and we are not.”

“… Take them alive.” Hotch ordered, and the two groups clashed.

Hotch was merciless. His demeanor in battle could even be construed as vicious. He backed his opponent into the wall and disarmed him with a wave of his hand, and then pinned him there with a hand on his throat, his Lightsaber aimed between the man’s eyes.

Ashley and JJ managed to cut the short stocky man from the group and get him cornered. Morgan in the meantime was dueling ferociously with a pair of Dark Jedi, who were very obviously beginning to realize that they were no match for the Jedi Knight with his Double Bladed Lightsaber. The man that Emily had taken on was beginning to get the same look on his face, and only a moment later, Rossi had his opponent flat on his back, and he was pinning the Dark Jedi down with a boot on his chest. There was a crash, and one of Morgan’s opponents was down for the count, and a split second later, Seaver stuck her foot out and tripped the other as Morgan forced him back in her direction. Seaver held her Lightsaber pointed at the Dark Jedi she had tripped while Morgan turned and prodded his other opponent with his boot. The man didn’t move.

“Alright. Call in the troops, Garcia. They can come in and arrest these men.” Hotch said into his radio. And only a few minutes later, Law enforcement came in to collect the Dark Jedi. But the short stocky man found himself surrounded by the team of Jedi.

“You know something. And you’re going to tell us.” Hotch said, his tone dark.

“No. I won’t.” The man snapped.

“You can tell us here, or you can tell us on Coruscant.” Rossi said.

“… Coruscant?”

“If you talk, you can face justice here on Denon. If you don’t, we take you back to the Jedi Temple and turn you over to the Shadows.” Morgan said with a casual shrug. The man’s eyes widened. Suddenly, aggressively, JJ stepped forward, smacking a hand on to his head.

“You will tell me what you are hiding.” She said, her voice strong and merciless. The man tensed, and his eyes went out of focus.

“I will… tell you… what I am… hiding…” He mumbled.

“… Or JJ could do that.” Emily mumbled, and Morgan grinned at her.

“Darth Nocturn and Darth Sassin were here.” The man mumbled in a monotone voice. “They picked up a shipment of Vi’Tani Nectar to take to Coruscant.”

“Why would they take Vi’Tani Nectar to Coruscant?” JJ demanded to know.

“They’re laying a trap.” The man said.

“For who?”

“… Darth Livion.” The team was silent, and Hotch felt his stomach plummet.

“Why would they need Vi’Tani Nectar for that?” He demanded, though he was sure he already knew the answer.

“Because… he’s going to come to them to get it.”

“And why would he do that?” JJ asked.

“Because… he’s addicted to it. He placed the order.”

“… What?” Morgan blurted. “How?! Why?!”

“Not important right now!” Hotch snapped, but the Dark Jedi answered anyway.

“The other Sith Lords were giving it to him… as an extra means of control over him, after he betrayed them at Bakura...”

“We have to get back.” Hotch gasped. “NOW.” And without another word, the team bolted out the door and ran for the BAU.

“Wait! What’s going on?!” Garcia yelped, running after them.

“Darth Sassin and Darth Nocturn are on their way to Coruscant!” Seaver called to her.

“To Coruscant? Why?!” Garcia asked.

“They’re after Darth Livion!”

“Reid…? Oh no.”

“Hotch!” Morgan called as they skidded around a corner. “Use your Bond! WARN HIM!!!”

“I tried!” Hotch snapped back, and ground his teeth in frustration. “We… fought before we left and he’s angry with me. He’s closed it off and shut me out. I can’t reach him…”

*Just for the record, I made up the part about the Dark Jedi being photosensitive… but it made sense to me.

And next chapter, it all comes to a head, and someone will die…
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