"Never heard of any 'Kind' Sith Lord before."
"No, Master…"
The two Apprentices answered in turn, with Shmi's voice sounding particularly shaky. Asmodeus looked down at the strange little 'alien' girl and gently caressed her long cheek. Those big eyes were staring up at him blankly. She felt her arm twisting painfully, as if it was about to be torn asunder. However, that hand was so warm on her cold, reptilian skin.
"It's not something the Jedi would tell you. More like a prophecy really. Darth Vader was a slave as a child, like so many unlucky bastards in this Galaxy. He happened to have immense talent in the way of the Force. The Jedi saved him, but left his mother behind to struggle on as a slave."
"Master…" Shmi obviously noticed something, but Eldra and the half-conscious Ra were still clueless.
"Darth Vader was always a very kind child. Even before then, he risked his life many times for their wicked master, so that his mother wouldn't have to suffer as much. He loved her more than anything else, but…"
"But the Jedi aren't allowed to have attachments." Eldra frowned, already knowing where this story was going to go…
"I'm sure he also did plenty of amazing things I never heard about. I only know the major highlights after all." Asmodeus snickered and quickly 'corrected' that mangled arm as the girl reached up and touched his face with the other hand. Rodians have long, slender fingers with little suction cups on the tips. Their feet are also different, with three large toes.
"The boy learned very quickly. It wasn't long before he was already going out and doing missions with his fairly young Master. Eventually, he hooked up with a sexy princess from a certain planet."
"Of course he did." Eldra rolled her eyes, while Shmi gripped the controls harder and bit her lower lip. A pretty face flashed in her mind.
"While the two of them were sleeping together, he started having horrible visions. The Force is funny like that. It likes to show us the future when we don't ask, then hides away when we do… Anyway, he knew something was wrong with his Mom. So he asked his Master, but obviously the Jedi ain't allowed to go see relatives."
"His mother, who was still enslaved… Why does this sound so familiar? Isn't this what happened to Daesha?"
"It's probably what happened to a lot of Jedi. It's only a difference between how they handle the situation."
Asmodeus shrugged, using the purple light to help the girl's arm heal rapidly. Obviously he didn't make her body heal itself though. She lost way too much blood and she was just too weak. So he had to make the sacrifice himself. Fortunately his body was much stronger than a regular 'human' Jedi or Sith. Whether physically or mentally, he could still bear the price to heal the girl's arm.
"Ana-er, Darth Vader I mean, he found his mother's new 'Master'. Though technically, she was 'set free' and married as a wife for a few years. Who knows whether she was actually happy or not? Either way, by the time the son had arrived, his mother had already been captured by bandits for weeks. When he found her, she was starving, dehydrated, covered in wounds and tied to a rape-rack, though she still had clothes on so who the fuck knows what really happened?"
"Master, aren't you talking about the ending of my… Our first holonovel?"
"Yeah, that's just the same story, but with a gender-swap." Eldra snickered and shook her head, then frowned and asked, "Wait… Doesn't Shmi actually have a son?"
"Shhh~! I'm telling the fucking story. Both of you let me finish before I forget."
Asmodeus finished healing the girl's arm and looked at the other wound, but didn't touch it. The metal was sealed into her green, scaly flesh, inside and out. Before he moved it, she needed some 'treatment' from Sarry. Besides, it's not like they have to do everything by hand or with the Force. They did have medical supplies and even surgical equipment, just not in the Sheathipede.
"Darth Vader watched his mother die in his arms and gave into the Dark Side, not really for the 'first time' but that was the most serious thus far. He rushed out and slaughtered the whole village of sand people. Sorry, 'bandits'. The men, the women… Even the children. He 'hated' them. And then he cried about it to his girlfriend who was like, 'This is fine.' And probably sucked his dick or something, I don't know, the Force didn't reveal that part of the story."
"This is a prophetic vision from the Force? It seems awfully detailed and 'long'..." Eldra narrowed those blue eyes suspiciously. Staring at the side of his handsome face and getting irritated by that familiar smirk.
"So yeah, Darth Vader the Kind went on to marry the princess secretly. Then there was a war, he lucked out on a cute Togruta Padawan as a huge Galactic War started. Unfortunately he never fucked her tight little ass… Uh, sorry, I got distracted again. The War was brutal and countless people died. Including many Jedi. The whole time he was having horrible visions of the future where his wife died and wanted the power to save her from death. Which conveniently was the bullshit that a certain Sith Lord used to brainwash the dumbass. The Jedi Council also made some stupid fucking decisions over and over again. One of the dumbest being that they actually kicked his Padawan out of the Order, literally one of the last straws that broke the Eopie's back."
"You're talking too fast-" Eldra complained and Shmi also wanted to say something, but she wasn't so 'brash' to her precious Master.
"Yada yada yada, Darth Vader the Kind slaughtered all the younglings."
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