“You know, I have to ask, Tari. We might not ever agree on anything, but I think we both know how dangerous my Father is. I may be many things, but at least I know that he needs to be stopped.”
She closed her eyes for several long moments. “He—-I don’t think he’s a traitor. He’s just—-it’s not his fault he doesn’t want go through something similar to what they did to him during the Empire.”
“What did the Empire do to him?” He asked with an eyebrow lifted, “I know some, but not most.. However, I do know why he has those scars on his arms… the ones he rarely lets anyone see.”
Anakin let out a long breath, shrugging and shaking his head. “It baffles me as well. I thought he stopped caring for me long ago..” When he’d found out the truth about Vader.
“We’re important to each other.” He said, “it doesn’t make sense to either of us, honestly. But, we care deeply for each other.” They were both simply disasters, and it worked.
“Care deeply for each other?” Kader couldn’t help, but snort at that, “I highly doubt that. He doesn’t care for anyone, but himself.” He then made his way towards Anakin, “Trust me on that information. The only person he’s ever cared for has been himself.”
“Maybe you should accept that before he tortures your for weeks or even better yet?” He shook his head for a moment, “No, I think I will let you be his down fall, but then again? I think Kylo would enjoy it if I dragged you to him. I might even get something out of it.”
Anakin watched the other, crossing his arms over his chest. “These are interesting times to say the least.” He told him dully. “To be fair…this isn’t the best time to be a Skywalker. With everyone on the hunt for Luke.” He said. He knew Wyndel had lost himself for a while…it made sense why the other hadn’t talked about him. “And…considering who Vader was, I don’t exactly blame him.”
“Very interesting it seems, but I wonder why you are even here. I could say a few guesses, but honestly? I have no clue why he would risk his neck for someone like you.”
“I think it simply might be due to the fact he’s grasping at straws.” Kader then chuckled lightly, “Tell me… why are you so important to him? The last time he was this secretive he was running off to the outer reaches for some reason… wasn’t heard from for months.”
Rey eyed him curiously, “…You’re Wyndel’s son?” She asked, though she could almost sense it. Maybe she was getting stronger with the Force.
No…she didn’t know everything. But she liked to think she was a fast learner. As he stepped up to her, she didn’t back down. Only looking up at him. “No…he hasn’t told me..” She admitted, but she also hadn’t asked…of the stories he told…that was not one.
“Well, it’s a good thing I wasn’t looking to gain your approval then.” She said flatly.
“Yes, that is good that you don’t want my approval. However, I doubt you would ever find out why, Scavenger. That is what you are…. nothing more and nothing less. I could turn you over to Lord Ren now, but I do like a challenge, and you’re family in a way.”
Rey eyed him curiously, “…You’re Wyndel’s son?” She asked, though she could almost sense it. Maybe she was getting stronger with the Force.
“With that reasoning…why wouldn’t I have an advantage?” She asked, tilting her head. “I’ve trained with him as well, shouldn’t I know a few things? Considering our intimacy?”
“You are right about that.” He stated with a chuckle, “You would be right about, but I doubt you know everything.”
“However, has he ever told you how he has so many scars on his arms?” It was more of a question to see just how much she knew than anything else as he took a step forward, “Understand be when I say this; If you ever think I will accept you as anything more than an Enemy of the Order? You are wrong.”
Rey eyed him curiously, “…You’re Wyndel’s son?” She asked, though she could almost sense it. Maybe she was getting stronger with the Force.
“He told me..” Rey glanced to the side. Sure it was true he was much older than she was…but they had a connection she couldn’t shake. Maybe it wasn’t right…but she didn’t overly care.
“I don’t think you’d have the ability to.” She stated evenly. “I’ve beaten Kylo before.” Sure…he’d been wounded, but it still counted.
He was just about to comment on his Father, but then he rubbed at his chin, “Yes, I know what you have done, and I know all about what happened on Star Killer.”
There was a pause, “However, I am quite sure I can handle you. After-all? I was trained by my Father. Who.. you clearly are intimate with.”
Rey eyed him curiously, “…You’re Wyndel’s son?” She asked, though she could almost sense it. Maybe she was getting stronger with the Force.
“He hasn’t used that name around me…” She said, mostly to herself.
“He’s still looking for me?” She asked, shaking her head, of course he was, but she didn’t quite understand why. “Why so concerning?”
“It’s concerning due to the fact you’re with him. Do you even know how old he is?” He asked with an eyebrow raised, “You’re both wanted by the First Order and I? I could bring you in. Kylo would enjoy that and I believe I would as well.”
“Obviously, I don’t seem to care.” A snort escaped his lips, “What I chose to do is not something you should consider, but rather I am doing what I want to do. if you don’t like it? Well, we might have a problem.”
Revan sighed, her head dropping again, though this time she reached to catch him in her arms and tug him into her embrace. Leaning her head against him, she gave another sigh. “Yes, I can see how that would be considered betrayal. But you can’t blame him for running away, not after what they did to him.”
She pulled away then, though she stayed close. “I’m…not quite sure I know what use he has for me that you would find repulsive. And you can’t say you didn’t expect me to protect him.”
Kader couldn’t help, but scoff after she let go. Yes, he enjoyed her embrace, but he didn’t enjoy having to be told what he should or shouldn’t expect, “Really, Mother?” He asked with a scoff.
“Do you really think that running solves anything? No, it doesn’t solve anything, and all it does is simply cause more problems.” He then chewed on the inside of his lip, “If I could leave the Knights I would, but I can’t…. you know that.”
“Xylek’s son.” He stated in a matter of fact tone, “You are also the Scavenger that Lord Ren is looking for. I find it… amusing, but also concerning at the same time.”
She was told to meet a fellow Sith off the Starkiller, for training purposes. Though she felt she was more than capable, the normally armored woman was not in her armor, as there was no need to hide who or what she was.
As she waited, she mediated, something she frequently did so she would not lose direction in the force. After all, a Sith was not a Sith if they flirted with the light side.
Footsteps brought her back and she opened her eyes, greeting the man who stepped in front of her.
“Greetings, Brother.”
In the long run, everyone had to do their jobs, and as much as Kader hated the very idea of having to meet with someone for training? It seemed that he couldn’t very well ignore the request today. Not that it mattered much, he would have followed the Order no matter what, but he didn’t really have to enjoy it.
A deep sigh escaped his lips as he stood before the other even though his tone had a slight amount of annoyance, “Yes, greetings.”
“And what exactly is it that you intend to do with me?” It’s not like she could actually resist if someone wanted to user her, but she liked pretending that she could. She glared at the other boy- she only ever joined someone dark because he swore to protect her && she hadn’t really thought about what would happen after they were gone. In fact, she avoided thinking about that at all costs. She always just assumed that she’d be going back into a corner and would be found by another force user eventually, then she’d start over, maybe be good.
The idea of what he might do was quite interesting for the most part; he could have done many things to the other, but he was at least going to try to be half way decent to her. After all, if he was going to obtain her? He had to prove he was at least somewhat kind.
“My father’s time is coming sooner than you think and you? You’re my birthright. A blackcore is very rare these days, but the moment Wyndel is going? You are mine… do remember that.”
“Obviously, I don’t seem to care.” A snort escaped his lips, “What I chose to do is not something you should consider, but rather I am doing what I want to do. if you don’t like it? Well, we might have a problem.”
Her head lowered slightly. “Your father is indeed a traitor to the Jedi but I wouldn’t say the same for the Empire and the First Order, though I’m sure he is viewed as such.”
Revan looked up at her son then, a soft smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. “As for me, well…I’m just as surprised as you are that he hasn’t run from me. But he said he wouldn’t, and he’s kept to his word on that at least.”
“He gave oaths of loyality not just to the Empire, but the First Order as well. I know the stories — he betrayed the Empire and he also betrayed the First Order by leaving.”
There was a huff, “I bet he only hasn’t run since he has use for you. A use that I find repulsive, but in truth? You protecting him means nothing to me… I will find him one way or another.”
“You don’t have to.” Tari muttered. “You could just not bring him in at all, and no care about whatever they say about you. But I realize that’s probably a stupid thing to say, as I’m sure you wouldn’t do that, no matter how much I wish you would.”
“You’re right. I could do nothing, but we both know that deep down I wouldn’t pass up this opportunity. My father is a traitor to the Order and unless I bring him in? I will be labeled as a traitor myself.”
