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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 6

PLANET: EN ROUTE TO BAKURA

LOCATION: JULIE

TIME: MID AFTERNOON

Darth Livion and Darth Dualath stood on opposite sides of the training grounds, Lightsabers in hand. Amanda was wielding her single blade, and Reid his Double Blade. They were staring each other down in tense, but companionable silence. The light glinted off of the brace on Reid’s left knee.

“Take it off.” Amanda said, suddenly. Reid blinked.

“what?” He asked.

“The brace. Take it off.” Amanda clarified.

“I don’t know… I—“

“You’ve been wearing it for two years now. Surely you can move around without it after all this time.”

“You forgot that it was re-injured.”

“By Gideon. Yes, I remember. I was there. And he only strained it. It’s not like he put his blade through it. Take off the brace and see how it does. We’ll take it easy.”

“… Promise?”

“You don’t trust me?”

“Not nearly as far as I can throw you. WITHOUT the Force, I mean.” Reid snorted, and Amanda grinned.

“Whatever. Just try.”

“… Alright.” Reid sighed, and knelt. He carefully unbuckled the brace and slid if off of his leg, then stood. He tossed the brace aside and flexed his knee. It felt okay. He put all his weight on it. Okay… He dropped into a crouch and jumped back up again. So far, so good. He carefully bounced back and forth from foot to foot.

“Ready?” Amanda called.

“Yeah, I think so. I just want to take it slow and stretch it out to—“

“YAAAARRH!!!” Amanda roared, and charged. Reid’s eyes widened and he stumbled back, raising his blade to block his partner’s strike.

“Whoa!” He gasped, blocking high, then shifting to block low. Amanda had a grin on her face as she spun her weapon in her hand and brought it down in a diagonal slash that Reid blocked, and then she twisted her blade to block Reid’s strike, which was coming up between her legs. She stared down at his blade, then looked up into his eyes, her own wide. Reid chuckled.

“Nice block.”

“You’re an ass.” Amanda snapped, and swiftly moved in and kneed Reid sharply in the groin.

“UHNNG!!!” He grunted, and doubled over.

“Put your brace on THAT, Sissy Boy.” Amanda snorted, smirking down at her partner.

“Ow…” Reid groaned. “No fair…”

“Hey, YOU went there first.”

“I wasn’t gonna go THROUGH with it!!!” Reid whimpered, his voice an octave higher than normal, making Amanda fight back her laughter.

“You sound so ridiculous right now.” She settled for saying.

“I hate you…”

“Feeling’s mutual, kid.” She snorted, quite pleased with herself. But then, Reid threw a hand out and Amanda flew across the room with a yelp, hitting the ground hard and rolling.

“OW!!! You son of a—“

“Hey!” Reid snapped, wincing as he straightened. “Leave my mother out of this!!!”

Amanda staggered to her feet and the pair faced off again, weapons raised.

After a moment, the pair both made a feint, then threw their hands out to hurl the other across the room again. Both grunted. Reid slid back a few inches, but Amanda was sent flat on her ass.

“You should know better.” Reid chuckled. “I’m far from my peak, and I’m still stronger than you.”

Amanda got to her feet, muttering a few choice words under her breath. Furious, she flung her Saber aside and thrust both hands out. Reid mirrored her actions and the training grounds filled with Lightning, the bolts from each Sith Lord meeting the other with crackling, explosive results.

“AAARGH!!!” Amanda yelped as Reid let out a low “NNH!!!” The pair braced their feet on the floor and glared at the other in the eye, pouring more and more energy into their struggle.

Then, with an explosion that made the ship shudder, they both were blown backwards into the walls and slumped to the floor, body twitching as excess bolts ran over their bodies…

“Owwww…” Reid whined, slowly getting up. Across the room, Amanda was staggering to her feet as well. The pair stared at each other, and Amanda swiped the back of her hand across her face, smearing the blood dripping from her nose. Then, slowly, she smiled and held out her hand. Reid’s eyes widened and he turned, thrusting out his hand and summoning his Lightsaber into his outstretched fingers. Then the pair all but flew towards each other, and their Lightsabers clashed. They maneuvered around one another in an elegant dance, lunging, ducking, spinning and leaping through the air, their blades spiraling around them.

Reid stumbled and gasped as his knee twinged, and with a deft flip of her wrist, Amanda disarmed him. Reid’s eyes narrowed, and Amanda yelped as he sent her Lightsaber flying across the room right before he tackled her.

“Ow! HEY!!! ASSHOLE!!!” Amanda howled, and the pair crashed to the floor, grappling with one another. They rolled over and over across the training ground, each trying to get the upper hand over the other.

“NNG!!! HEY!!! Nothing below the belt!!!”

“There are… OW! No such restrictions in real life!”

“I’ve already taken a shot to the nuts, I do NOT want to take another!!!”

“SISSY!!!”

“Oh yeah?!”

“WHOOMPH!!!”

“Doesn’t feel too good, does it?”

“… Ow…” Amanda squeaked, and Reid laughed.

“Payback’s a bitch.” He quipped, but then gasped as he saw Amanda’s fist hurtling down between his legs. “AHHHG!!!”

Across the Galaxy, Darth Reaper and a large number of Dark Jedi had been watching the training sessions on a large screen… originally it was to assess Darth Livion’s skill, now that the Reaper was no longer intending to let the boy get away with anything and wanted to see him using all of his power and not holding back.

But this training session had gone hysterically awry, and Darth Reaper and the Dark Jedi watching were just LAUGHING as they watched the two Sith Lords rolling around on the floor, groaning and cradling their manhood. Sensing that the training session was over, Darth Reaper terminated the connection and got back to work.

Back on Darth Dualath’s star ship, Amanda heard the little blip that signaled the end of the transmission. She flushed, suddenly remembering that their Master had just seen that ridiculous spectacle. But now it was just them. She turned and looked at Reid, the crawled across the floor towards him. He was lying on his back, eyes closed. He opened them as he felt a hand on his chest, and then Amanda was hanging over him. He stared her in the eyes, frowning slightly at the alien expression on her face. They stared at each other for a long time, and then Amanda lowered her head, and pressed her lips to his.

More than surprised, he blinked rapidly several times and his body tensed.

“Mmm…” Amanda sighed, and before Reid knew it, his body had relaxed and his eyes had drifted closed. His heart fluttered as his mind raced… he wasn’t sure how he felt about this…

Then, it hit him. Amanda was always growling at him when she woke beside him in bed… where Adam had decided to sleep. She was always demanding whether or not Reid and Adam were involved sexually… Amanda was jealous!

Reid turned his head away, breaking the kiss. He stared up at her. She stared back, then slowly lowered her body to rest on his chest, laying her head on his shoulder. Reid blinked, then just sighed and closed his eyes, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as she curled one around his waist. And then, they just lay there.

PLANET: MON CALAMARI

LOCATION: MON CALAMARI COUNCIL

TIME: EARLY MORNING

Aaron Hotchner, David Rossi, Ashley Seaver, Emily Prenitss, Jennifer Jareau, Derek Morgan and Penelope Garcia all stood calmly off of the side of the Council Chamber, waiting to see if Master Amna Kao had succeeded in talking the Quarren into meeting the Mon Calamai in the Council. They were all looking anxious.

The relief on their faces was obvious when the Quarren entered the Council Chamber with the System’s Jedi Watchman, a Quarren named Hequilash, and Master Amna Kao at the head of their numbers. Hotch smiled at the Master and offered the Nautolan her Master’s Robe. She smiled back with a nod and pulled it on, as she was still wearing nothing but the simple band covering her breasts, the tight shorts and her belt.

“The Quarren have agreed to meet with the Mon Calamari about the Sith Presence.” She told them with a smile, and as the Council convened the Jedi stood off to the side, watching and listening.

Until a dark feeling came over them. Frowning, Amna Kao shared a look with Hotch, and the two of them slipped away, Rossi and Morgan following.

Once they got outside, they looked around before splitting up. Hotch and Rossi went left, Morgan and Amna Kao went right. They looked around with their eyes and with the Force. They circled the building until the four met up on the other side. They shared silent glances, and then Amna Kao turned and raised a hand, closing her eyes and feeling the surrounding area through the Force.

“… whatever was here… it’s gone now.” She said, looking at the other Jedi with her.

“You’re sure?” Rossi asked.

“Yes.” Master Kao said. “Let’s go back…”

When they returned from the Council, they found JJ had the floor. Why she was speaking to the Mon Calamari and Quarren, they did not know, but she had them all in an uproar.

Hequilash looked at them, saying “That girl is quite the public speaker. She had them all united and excited within minutes. They’re arming to drive out the Sith.”

“That’s our girl.” Morgan grinned.

“Hequilash.” Amna Kao said. “We will leave you in command here… I must go to Manaan.”

“They will not be much help, there.” Hequilash said, glancing at the others.

“The Manaan Watchman is waiting for me, and Master Shika Mote and her Padawan are supposed to meet me there.”

“I’ve never met Master Shika Mote.” Hequalish mused. “Is she from Manaan?”

“Yes, she is Selkath.” Amna Kao said with a nod. “Aaron and his team will drop me off on their way to their own objective.”

“… Which is?” Rossi butted in.

“We’ll know when Master Sa’Eeya’Da lets us know.” Amna Kao said, calmly. Rossi rolled his eyes, and Morgan and Hotch smiled, amused.

And that afternoon, the Jedi led the Quarren and Mon Calamari warriors in a sweep of the island city, searching for the Sith and Dark Jedi. They came up empty handed. Upon questioning Gordinski, the Sith presence had snuck off planet when they realized that Amna Kao had gotten the Quarren to agree to convene a council.

What infuriated Morgan was that Darth Nocturn had been present on Mon Calamari. When questioned further, Gordinski only shrugged and said that Nocturn was going to assassinate a Senator, but he didn’t know which.

Hequilash volunteered to take Gordinski into custody and hold him until the Jedi came to take him to Coruscant. And by that evening, Amna Kao and the team were boarding the BAU and heading to Manaan.

As they sat around having dinner, Rossi sighed and spoke up.

“Master.” Amna Kao looked up, her large black orbs staring at him. “I have a… concern.”

“Yes?”

“… We all felt the passing of…”

“Aliki Naas.” Amna Kao said, sadly. “She was… one of my Padawans. Many years ago.”

“I am concerned because… Aaron felt something else.” Rossi said. Hotch, his mouth full of food, shot Rossi a dirty look.

“Oh?” Amna Kao said, looking at Hotch. “What did you feel, Aaron?” She asked.

“… Nothing.” Hotch mumbled around his dinner. Amna Kao quirked a brow, smiling in amusement.

“You know, I can feel that you’re lying.” She pointed out.

“The Bond is coming back.” Rossi said, suddenly. Amna Kao blinked and looked at him, as did the rest of the team.

“Bond?”

“The Bond with… Gideon’s Fallen Padawan.”

“… He is re-establishing a Force Bond with Darth Livion!?” Amna Kao exclaimed, eyes wide.

“He told me that… Darth Livion is the one who killed Aliki Naas.”

Everyone turned and stared at Rossi in shock, then looked at Hotch.

“I must send a message to the Council, immediately.” Amna Kao suddenly said, standing abruptly. Hotch just sighed.

PLANET: EN ROUTE TO BAKURA

LOCATINO: JULIE

TIME: MORNING

Reid woke first, blinking in sleepy confusion at the feeling of a body entwined with his own. He looked down and froze when he saw Amanda… and saw that neither of them were clothed. Panic set in as his mind raced to remember last night… and then, slowly, he relaxed. They had both just collapsed into the same bed after bathing, exhausted. And he remembered HER falling asleep first, so… THIS (he tried to disentangle himself from his partner) must have happened while they were asleep. But the point was, nothing had, well… Happened. He let out a sigh of relief, extracting himself from the tangle of limbs and bed sheets and headed into the bathroom.

He winced slightly; his knee was stiff and achy after the strain he had put on it without the brace. He used the restroom, cleaned himself up a bit and dressed, before sitting on the edge of the bed and putting on the brace. Then he twisted around and looked down.

“… Amanda.” He called, and laid a hand on her bare shoulder. She made a slight face, then blinked her eyes open. “Get up.” Reid told her. “We should be nearing Bakura.” She blinked, then rubbed her eyes and sat up, watching him buckle his belt around his waist and fix his Lightsaber in place before leaving the room, boots betraying his progress down the corridor.

Amanda sighed and dressed, then joined him on the bridge. He was sitting in the co-pilot’s seat and staring out the front window, though his eyes were not focused on the view that was seen… He was slumped back, a pensive expression on his face. His right hand was fisted lightly, the knuckle of his index finger lightly pressed to his lips. And the finger of his left hand tapped out a seemingly random pattern on the arm of the chair. His legs were crossed, his right ankle resting on his left knee, which was bouncing slightly.

Amanda sat down and watched him for a long time, before frowning calling, “Livion?” There was a pregnant pause. “… Livion. Livion!”

Reid jumped slightly, eyes blinking rapidly as he fixed his gaze onto his partner, looking slightly startled. He made a face and rubbed his right eye.

“Sorry. What?”

“What’s on your mind?” Amanda asked, glancing at her Hyperspace Charts and checking to see how far they were from Bakura.

“… Nothing.”

“Sith Spit.” Livion blinked at that, then grinned and chuckled. “What?” Amanda demanded.

“I just find it humorous… your using that expression.”

“You’re gonna get some REAL Sith Spit if you don’t wipe that smile off of your face and tell me what’s eating you.”

“I’m just… anxious.” Reid confessed.

“About what?” Amanda asked.

Because apparently you have a thing for me and while I like you, I still love Aaron, Reid thought to himself, but he said, “We’ve been ordered to capture a Master. I just… don’t know if we can do this…”

“You killed Aliki Naas.”

“She was a Knight. Not a Master.” Reid sighed, wincing as he was reminded of that repulsive deed that he had done.

“I think the two of us could take a Master.” Amanda said with a smirk. “Plus, we’re meeting Trion and Sassin. Between the four of us—“

“Six.”

“—six of us, whatever, I know we can take whoever it is.”

“That depends on who it is.” Reid snorted.

“Even if they’re one of twelve Councilmen, I think we can do it.”

“… If it turns out to be Raahn Syr, Bre Mong or Kitata Ree, we’re screwed.” Reid pointed out.

“Kitata Ree stays on Coruscant.” Amanda snorted. “Bre Mong tends to lead troops, not go on solo Missions.”

“And Raahn Syr?”

“… Well… let’s hope it’s not him.” Amanda conceded, and Reid smiled slightly at the admission.

Then came the awkward silence stage of the conversation.

“… I’m going to get some breakfast. Want anything?” Amanda asked.

“No. I’m good.”

“You need to eat.”

“Not hungry.”

“Uhg… whatever.” Amanda sighed, and left Reid to watch their progress as they neared their destination.

It was not quite an hour later that they came out of Light Speed to see the planet Bakura before them. Almost immediately, their Comm Unit crackled to life.

“You’re late.” Darth Sassin chided.

“Are not.” Reid snorted. “We’re perfectly on time.”

“Well… I got tired of waiting three hours ago.”

“We arrived three hours ago.” Tobias pointed out. Amanda and Reid grinned.

“You have no patience, Elle.” Snorted Reid.

“Don’t give me attitude, Youngling.” Elle laughed. Amanda snickered as Reid immediately scowled and slouched down in his seat; all the Sith Lords knew that he hated to be referred to by that name. He argued that Amanda was younger than he was, but they pointed out that Reid that Amanda had been a Sith for going on ten years, and Reid had only been a Sith for two… one year and three months if you were only counting active duty instead of the… torture into submission and obedience stage… which was steadily wearing off, if Reid were to be honest about it… of course, he wasn’t planning on telling any of the other Sith any time soon…

“Enough.” Charles growled. “We move in now.”

And the ships did. They set down at the star port of the capitol city, Salis D’aar, Amanda’s ‘Julie’ setting down next to the shuttle that Trion and Sassin had flown in from the starship ‘Revelations’, which was docked in the planet’s orbit.

The six Sith Lords disembarked and strode towards the entryway into the city. Star Port agents were waiting.

“Good morning.” Said one of the guards, eyeing the sinister looking group. “We don’t have you on our schedule. What brings you to Bakura?”

“Business.” Amanda said.

“What kind of business.”

“Our own.” Amanda said flatly.

“… I’ll need your names, your ships’ identification numbers and specifics on what you’re—hhuk!!!” He was cut off as his eyes went wide and hands flew to his throat, clawing. Charles had his hand raised, his eyes fixed on the man.

“FREEZE!!!” shouted one of the other guards, and they all raised their blaster rifles.

In a flash, Elle had her Lightsaber out.

“… You really wanna try your luck?” She asked them. The guards stared for a moment, then turned and ran, dropping their weapons. Elle smirked and tucked her weapon back into her robes.

“We split up.” Raphael announced. “Charles will find the Bakura Watchman. Tobias will go check the Star Port Security to identify the Master who has been sent here... I will find the Prime Minister. I will also keep us in touch.” The group nodded and split off into three groups. Elle went with Raphael, Amanda went with Charles, and Reid and Tobias headed off together.

“I heard you killed the Ryloth Jedi Watchman.” Tobias said, softly.

“… I don’t wanna talk about it.” Reid mumbled, pulling up his hood. Tobias followed suit, and walked by his side.

“… I’m sorry.” The man said, gently. “I… I could feel your pain when it happened.”

“I didn’t want to hurt her.”

“I know.”

“But… she told me to do it. She told me that it was her destiny… to die so that I could… I dunno…”

“Have faith in that.” Tobias told him, giving his companion a shaky smile. “It will turn out alright.” Reid blinked, then smiled.

“Thanks, Tobias.” He said, and they reached the Security office. Alarms were going off. “Sometimes, I wish they could just surrender so I wouldn’t have to hurt anyone…”

“We don’t HAVE to.” Tobias said, smiling. Reid smiled back, sadly.

“Yes I do. If I don’t, Darth Reaper will…”

“… I’m sorry.” Tobias told him, and the pair drew their Lightsabers and broke into the office. Many security officers were waiting. The pair advanced down the hall, blocking the blaster fire with their Lightsabers and cutting down the officers as they reached them, Reid wincing as each man fell to his blade. When they reached the door to the surveillance office, Tobias held off the guards while Reid took apart the security system and broke into the office. Once in, they closed the blast doors and incapacitated the officers inside. Then, the pair sat down at the consoles and began to work.

“Find the record of an arriving Jedi vessel.” Reid told Tobias, as he looked for the same information. Several minutes later, Tobias said, “got it! Pulling up the video right now.”

He and Reid watched the video of the ship setting down, and the ramp lowering. Then, the Jedi emerged… the Master… their target…

Reid’s eyes widened, and his face paled.

“No…” He breathed, dread filling him. “Oh no… No…”

“Who is it?” Tobias asked.

“… Tarash Virr.”

Elle glanced back as Raphael stopped.

“… Tobias tells me that Livion has identified the Master we are hunting as Tarash Virr.” He announced. Elle stopped and looked at him, mouth slightly ajar.

“Well… That’s not good…” She mumbled, frowning in concern.

“Is there something I should know?” Raphael asked.

“Master Virr was a… friend and mentor to Reid… I don’t know if we can trust him to help us bring in Master Virr… They were like brothers, in a way. Reid always looked up to Master Virr… idolized him, even.”

“Good.” Raphael nodded, no expression on his face. “Perhaps this will be what fully severs his ties to the Jedi Order.”

“I don’t know…” Ell said slowly. “It’s taking a big risk on our part. If Reid chooses to side with Master Virr…”

Raphael spoke up, his voice calm and cold… like always. “I’m calling in Charles and Tobias. Charles says that the Watchman AND the Master are in a meeting, and the Prime Minister is there. We will regroup and take Master Virr in ambush… Now is the time for Livion to decide once and for all where his loyalties lie. And if Livion betrays us, Livion will die…”
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