Jedi Stowaway Ch. 03

The body thrashed around before both men rushed to her and held her body down. The Sith Lord wasn't sure if the potion had started to work; or if he had made a terrible mistake. Her bloodshot eyes shot open, staring with urgent need at Duran, hips bucking as she began to moan.

Darth Sparrowshock snorted before he caught himself. This definitely wasn't what he had expected from the potion he made. Her wound didn't heal, but she appeared to be horny. In a way it did appear like she wasn't in pain anymore. Yet she struggled in a different kind of agony. On the plus side it felt like the strength returned to her dying body as she pleaded wordlessly to Duran.

"Ignore her, boy!" He shouted, attempting to be heard over the woman's loud moaning.

That was the problem with all these students. They lacked all sense and were victims to their own insignificant desires. Despite his warning the boy placed his hand down on the lab table, between her legs. It quickly became a humping post for her. The lord's face flushed red; just about to chastise the insolent little bastard when his curiosity overruled him.

With his interests peaked the older man released his grip on her upper body, smoothed out his robes and stepped off to the side. He intended to document everything. Perhaps the potion had worked and just needed some tweaking to offset some side effects.

*****

Duran couldn't believe the woman he had a crush on was deliberately humping his arm like a debauched slut. Her moans on top of it fueled his own lust, blood boiling within his veins. The room around him ceased to exist as Rose became his world. The outstretched arm of his became soaked by her wet pussy sliding up and down.

She hadn't spoken a word but her actions and sultry moans spoke for her. It felt like a dream come true to have her and he wasn't going to pass it up. His left hand caressed her soft skin just above her hips. A wave of pleasure caused him to sigh as he felt her firm muscles jump and twitch. Her body reacted to him in ways he had never dared dream.

Slowly his hand slid up her body. By standing on her left side his hand caressed untarnished skin all the way to her ample bosom. He shuddered and let out a breath he had not realized he was holding. The anticipation had been overwhelming and the reward felt amazing. Her firm breast made him feel like he was on cloud nine.

A hand gripped his crouch and he looked down flabbergasted. At some point the harness strapped to her wrist had loosened up just enough. Her hand worked his tool urgently. If he wasn't turned on before that point, he was now. In no time he was slightly rocking back and forth as if in a daze.

Her legs were bound to the table but that didn't stop her from stretching them out. Duran watched with his lust quickly rising as her legs opened up. It was all the invite he needed! The bulky Sith student moved faster than the dark lord had ever seen as he tore his robes open and climbed up onto the lab table.

Shortly thereafter his grunts echoed throughout the small room as his thrusts began in earnest. Rose struggled against her bonds. Yet it appeared abundantly clear she wanted this; by the way her hips were bucking into him. Not to mention the sultry moans coming out of her mouth as her tongue licked her lips in a hungry way. It appeared like she was starving, for sex.

*****

Darth Sparrowshock remained quiet, and documented the astonishing event in front of him. He kept a close eye on her large lightsaber wound, as if expecting at any moment for it to vanish before his eyes. The scene carried on with Duran pounding away, yet the scar remained. The mere fact that Rose had energy and was participating meant that the potion had to have worked. An hour ago she had been on her death bed, struggling for each breath.

The dark lord wasn't a voyeur; particularly glad the young man's torn robes were blocking his view of his body. The last thing he'd ever want to see would be another man's naked body. He'd been so focused on the woman's wound that he didn't even notice her eyes. They were staring at him and they weren't a light shade of brown anymore. Instead a golden glow began at the pupil and expended until covering her entire eye.

Rose's grunts became more insistent, as if urging Duran to finish. His own grunts became more labored as his thrusts slowed but increased in intensity. His climatic scream startled the dark lord and brought him back to reality. The scar had not improved at all on Rose's body, yet she lived.

Duran's arms and head hung motionless as if he had lost consciousness; yet had remained on his knees. At that moment the dark lord looked up to Rose's face. The sexy grin she was giving him involuntarily caused a stirring in his loins. Her bright golden orbs gave him chills as his documentation of the event halted.

Motion from Duran distracted him as the student turned his head. His eyes had the exact same golden glow but looked past him; as if he wasn't even there. Rose bucked Duran off of her and continued to fight against her bonds. The large young man fell off to the side.

It appeared as if the strength within her had returned. The tight bindings began to tear. The sound of the four straps ripping echoed around the room. One by one they snapped and Rose sat up, her grin stretching to impossible length. The look she gave the dark lord made him feel like helpless prey staring at its demise.

Shaken from his resolve, the dark lord decided to abandon the experiment, and quickly fled the room. The woman bolted after him just like a jungle cat when their prey decided to run. The dark lord used the force to speed up his escape and managed to exit the room first and slam his fist down on the large red emergency button. The laboratory door hissed as the blast door instantly closed.

A necessary device for all labs, now sealed tight with no way out. Sparrowshock let out a sigh of relief just as multiple bangs came from the sealed door. It would appear the experiment didn't like being trapped. The dark lord looked through the small blast window and was surprised to see Duran bashing his fists against the door.

Rose on the other hand just stood there, staring at him while caressing her body; as if attempting to worm her way into his thoughts and have the door opened that way. The dark lord let out a laugh at the foolish attempt and hit another button, this one being a safety precaution for contaminated labs.

Poisonous gas erupted out of several vents and quickly filled the room, blocking off all sight. The dark lord waited and watched the gas vapors swirl around the small window. For a moment he considered hitting the release button but his thoughts were interrupted.

Fast moving foot steps headed his way. Scorp came around the bend, sweat running freely down his face. It looked like he had been searching all over for the dark lord. Once the young man found the Sith he stopped mid step and leaned over, catching his breath.

"Sir, there's a ship coming into the atmosphere!"

"Yes, I know. The Star-Laser, I believe. My arrogant apprentice alerted me earlier."

"Chaser actually, sir."

"What?"

"The ship, it's called the Star Chaser."

"Oh who cares about the semantics, boy!"

The dark lord glanced back through the laboratory window and decided to let the failed experiment marinate in the poisonous gas. By making a gesture with his hand they turned and headed for the small--- no doubt frozen--- landing platform.

They arrived at the platform just as the large rust bucket descended towards the pad. Three of his students were already standing at attention at the edge of the pathway. Scorp took his place next to Orthia, Lilith and Pergus and stood in formation, at attention.

Sparrow stood at the center of the four students, his frustration peaking. Montagu had said he'd return in time to meet this band of mercenaries and deal with the Jedi himself, yet he was no where to be found. Not surprising.

The snow dust settled from the landing ship as the ramp opened with an audible hiss. The dark lord looked up with little interest as a female clad in armor walked down to meet him. She had a grim expression on her face, like she had bad news. Just great, Sparrowshock thought to himself, exactly what he needed, more distractions. The woman made a nervous half bow before speaking.

"We had the bounty in our holding cells and somehow they cut their way out of the cells and are hiding somewhere on board. Our escape pods are locked down, yet we haven't been able to find them." For a bounty hunter, she appeared pretty scared.

Sparrowshock derisively said, "You didn't disarm the Jedi before locking them up? How foolish do you expect me to believe you are?" She'd be lucky to leave with her crew intact.

Orthia chuckled as the pilot's face paled, and the dark lord gestured with his hand at the students.

"Jedi? We weren't told they were Jedi!"

The four students made their way into her ship.

"It's too late for excuses! Your ship and crew now belong to me."

She drew a blaster. "You can't do that! We're contract workers, you don't have the---"

A crimson blade sliced through the weapon she had pulled from her hip. An electric shock shot through her whole body from his special weapon; locking up her nervous system as she fell down to her knees. Her cries for help were cut off as the pain overwhelmed all other senses and soon found herself blacking out.

The dark lord stood there watching her body fall unconscious to the ground. His dual bladed lightsaber held out in front of him as electricity pulsed around the blades of light, small static shocks shot out of the ends. His own creation, a blade imbued by his own Sith lightning. Foot steps began to echo from behind him as the rest of the students showed up on the scene.

Nicter and Ciara gathered the knocked-out pilot into their arms and carried her off, leaving Pattie and Nace standing at attention. The dark lord turned to them and held his anger in check before giving out orders.

"Make sure no one leaves the ship after the crew has been detained!"

They both saluted as the Sith sheathed his lightsaber, returning it to his belt. With his mind distracted by the experiment he followed the two dragging the mercenary woman back into the complex.

Once inside he paced back and forth as one by one the rest of the crew was brought into the cells. Orthia gave the dark lord a grim shake of the head. The Jedi weren't found during the search. He sent the three students that had delivered the ship's crew back out to search again. The fit warrior princess led the way with Lilith and Pergus trailing behind.

Screeching bells and alarms suddenly went off, echoing loudly throughout the building. "Security breach, security breach sector twelve!" A robot voice screamed into their ears.

"Sir, that's the laboratory." Nicter said as he scratched his chin.

The dark lord stared through him with contempt, "Nicter, go activate the assault droids and perimeter defense. We're on lock down!" He turned to the last student in the room. Ciara felt a chill as he commanded her to remain and guard the prisoners.

The Sith student didn't bother to salute. He ran off at once to carry out his orders. They had been on location for months without anything interesting happening and now shit began to hit the fan. Sparrow was about to rush towards the lab but decided against it. Instead the older man turned and headed in the direction his student had just run.

The dark lord stormed into the control room, startling Nicter. "Bring up my apprentice on the holo comm."

"Uh.. Y-yes, right away." The young man stuttered, having been focused on activating the droids. As he went about following yet another command, the dark lord turned to the security cams and brought up the laboratory.

A hologram of a Sith pure blood formed behind him as Sparrow watched the thick laboratory blast door leaking gas fumes. The door appeared slightly bashed, yet not enough to see inside. With his interests peaked and nothing to see he reluctantly turned around to face the holographic likeness of his unruly apprentice.

"When you arrive I want your cruiser to remain in orbit with patrol ships circling. I want you down here asap and have a detachment of troops at the ready."

Darth Montagu struggled to hide his excitement, believing the Jedi to be causing havoc on the planet surface, just as he planned. His master didn't give off any clues to confirm or deny his assumptions. He decided just then that he'd take more time to arrive, but didn't tell the old man.

The security droids descended down the hallway like a flood until they came to a cross roads. The walking tin boxes split down both hallways, half going towards the laboratory and half going towards the landing pad.

The dark lord watched the monitor as the droids approached the lab, his apprentice completely forgotten and never noticed as the hologram closed and vanished. His full attention was on that cracked blast door. The droids fanned out into formation in front of the door, as they were programmed to.

Darth Sparrowshock gasped out loud, giving Nicter a start. The heavy blast door blew off its hinges without warning, slamming into two droids with crushing velocity. Before the door impacted the droids a figure shot out, covered in gas vapors. The form's features were masked by the gas but it obviously had been Duran.

The first line of droids went down before they knew what hit them. Duran slashed out as if he had claws and tore at the metal humanoids. Blood smeared their ruined bodies as the man's fingers tore their metal casings to pieces. He attacked with such ferocity the dark lord wondered if the former student felt the pain in his fingers.

The Sith master soon got his answer as the second line of droids opened fired on the man. Several bolts missed their marks as the man moved around quickly from one droid to the next. However three lucky shots landed square on his chest, leaving smoking holes behind. Duran never even faltered and kept destroying droids as if he had been one himself.

Before long the endless ranks of droids were thinned out and Duran stood alone, looking eager for more. His muscles bulging from over exertion, yet he wasn't even breathing heavy. The dark lord couldn't tell if he even was breathing at all. But he did notice the smoking holes and wondered how it was possible for the former student to be standing at all. His golden eyes stared off at nothing as if awaiting for unknown orders.

The dark lord's gaze turned back towards the laboratory's open doorway. All he could see through all the gas vapors was the silhouette of Rose standing there with her hip cocked and her hands on her waist. He couldn't help but think something went terribly wrong with the experiment.

He called out without turning from the security screen, "Nicter, send more droids to the detention block and warn Ciara she is about to get company." The form of Rose came out of the gas-filled room. Her head tilted menacingly towards the camera. The gas vapors slowly dispersed, giving her the appearance of a goddess entering the world of man.

Rose's lips curled up and stretched unnaturally wide. Suddenly Duran screeched in an ear piercing cry and lunged for the camera. Sparrowshock watched as the feed was cut off. Static filled the screen.

The dark lord frantically switched between other camera feeds nearby, searching for them. He stopped flipping between the feeds suddenly, when he spotted Scorp speed walking down the hallway, as if in a panic.

"What's he doing away from the ship?"

Nicter yelled back at the dark lord, "Sir, the droids have intercepted the two Jedi at the ship!"

Sparrow replied without any real interest, "Have them engage. Shoot to kill."

The student on the monitor came to a sudden stop, more like slid to a stop. There wasn't any time to deal with the Jedi, he had a real problem ahead of him. Duran entered the video feed, slowly walking up to the other student. He heard the exchange, though he had to ignore all other sounds just to hear it.

Scorp attempted to question his fellow student. "Hey man.. What's up with your eyes dude?"

But his question didn't get answered. Duran ignored him as he kept on walking. The larger man reacted as if he wasn't even there. Scorp's head turned, following the other as he passed by. His head shot forward again, eyes opened wide and jaw fell to the floor.

The subject of his vision came into view of the dark lord, her hips swaying with each step. As if the woman had hit a switch, her sex appeal had ramped up. The dark lord watched as she licked her lips, staring at Scorp like a piece of meat. She slowly--- almost agonizingly slow--- moved towards her prey. Her hands caressed her naked flesh teasingly as her amble chest jiggled with each step.

Duran paced back and forth nearby, as if on guard.

After what felt like an eternity to the dark lord--- he imagined it felt like longer to Scorp--- Rose pressed her body against the young man's and ran her hands up his arms. Both men were transfixed and the dark lord felt his body react to the scene playing out on the screen. He had to shake his head to clear the cob webs that had formed and physically stopped himself.

As Rose's hands reached Scorp's shoulders she violently pulled down, ripping his clothing down to his waist. The young man stood there speechless, as if completely under her spell. No student lacking a sex life could say no to an aggressive woman like that. Her right hand pressed into his skin and lowered into his clothing. Her left closed around the back of his head, pulling him into a wet and greedy kiss.

It looked as if his body melted into her as he slumped into her embrace. The hand within his pants moved rapidly.

She pressed into him, guiding his steps back against the wall. With him trapped against the solid surface her left hand ripped his clothing further, releasing his member. She didn't waste any time as his member escaped the confines of his robes, lining him up with her sex.

Scorp gasped out loud as the head of his throbbing erection entered the tightest, wettest hole he had ever felt. Her hands scratched up his sides; causing his whole body to tense up in a mixture of pain and amazing pleasure between his legs. There was nothing he could do but lean against the wall and receive the best sex of his life.

Soon his grunts echoed down the hall as she bucked her hips violently against him. Rose humped him so fast the young man could hardly catch his breath. At some point--- don't ask the dark lord when--- his hands had risen to grip the lovely swell of her firm ass, a cheek in each hand.

Sparrow could see Scorp's expression and couldn't help but imagine he felt a tingling in his loins as his eruption approached. It all happened so fast, he could tell the student wished it would never end! His wish however would never come true as he screamed out in pure bliss.

The dark lord watched on with amazement as the student screamed out and his eyes lost focus as a gold light appeared deep within and expanded until it covered every inch of his eyes. The light intensified until it was just as bright as the others.

Rose dismounted Scorp and watched as his body slummed down against the wall. The stunning woman wiped the sweat off her glorious body and turned to continue walking down the hallway, joined shortly thereafter by both young men.

No words were spoken by any of them. The dark lord's brow had begun to sweat. He couldn't help but think he had repeated a terrible mistake.

*****

Two beings hid within the rusty walls of the space ship called Star Chaser; meditating to keep their heart rates down. They had allowed themselves to be captured all the while hiding their true nature from the mercenaries. A quick mind trick kept their lightsabers from being detected.