The Imperial Operative and The Sith Warrior Part 1

Star Wars: The Old Republic – The Imperial Operative and the Sith Warrior (Love Story)


Part 1: The Date

In the mostly dark and imposing Kaas City, the rainstorm above it was surprisingly a light drizzle. However, the thunder could still be heard rumbling above the city. Most of the Imperial citizens were all either going on about their business or being roughed up by the local Imperial security. Some were even brought in for “questioning”, which was often very questionable itself to most people who lived on Dromund Kaas.
However, this dark and brooding city was home to some who lived in its furnished durasteel walls. Within a tall apartment building just northeast of Imperial Intelligence HQ lives a young female Imperial Intelligence Agent Skyy Blue. However, tonight, she was not an Imperial Intelligence Agent… but a date for a Sith Lord.

She was a bright blue Rutian female of Twi’lek, almost as blue as the skies of Tatooine. She was particularly curvy all over. Most would have considered to call Blue “fat”, when in fact she was not. Agent Blue had inherited child-bearing hips from when she was a teenager, primarily from her mother. At times, she was made fun of it in her youth.

“Bantha hips” they called her… they were unwittingly cruel to her.

However… in the Sith Empire of all places, the epitome of evil within the galaxy, the Rutian Twi’lek may have found someone who truly does accept her, curves and all. She’s only known him for almost a month since they had met during a battle on Balmorra. What surprised Skyy even more was that he was also a Sith Lord, of all people. He was also just made the Emperor’s Wrath a few days ago and had already held considerable power before then. The Rutian Twi’lek could only imagine what it is that he could see in her.

“I suppose I’ll find out tonight.” Skyy thought to herself.

Skyy Blue had looked at herself in the mirror as she applied a bit of blush to her cheeks. Her usual blue lips were colored in a slightly reddish shade of magenta and her lekku was decorated with silver ornamentations that were passed down by her family members through the ages. They were often worn on special occasions like family gatherings and weddings. As she had just finished applying her blush, Skyy then stroked the ornamentations on her lekku slowly and softly as though she were petting an exotic animal. She couldn’t help it, though… it reminded her of home. In her mind, Skyy was taken back to her home planet as she touched the cool silver on her lekku.

“Ryloth…” She thought. The Rutian Twi’lek then closed her eyes slowly. She then saw her home… a small house in the city of Joreikna, one of Ryloth’s largest cities. She could almost remember all the faces she had seen whenever she got up in the morning as a child. Skyy remembered the morning walks she had always taken with her mother. The city was always so busy and full of people. She missed it… especially the way it was before the Empire came and enslaved her people. Only a single tear fell from her eyes as she remembered how her home was ravaged: civilians shot by Imperial troopers, Sith slicing through huts and homes like paper, cities leveled by artillery… and most of the women taken as slaves. Herself, included. So much had happened to her since then. She then became an Imperial Agent for them, which surprised her as well…

A single tear fell from her eye as she came back to the present day. Skyy then breathed in deeply and exhaled slowly, finishing up her make-up. The Rutian Twi’lek was dressed in a flowing black shimmersilk gown with Lalmy'ashian pearls decorating the dress. As she looked at herself, Skyy smiled and then looked outside at the window, seeing the storm had died down to a light shower.

“No sense in dwelling on the past. I have to move on. Besides… I may just have something to look forward to tonight…”

Skyy smiled a little as she looked at herself, running her hands over her hips as she felt all over her shimmersilk dress. She turned in different directions as she looked at herself in the mirror. Sideways, from the back, and from the front. It all looked and felt very good, especially from the back. She then ran her hands over her wide hips again and her abundant posterior slowly, feeling the luxuriousness of the dress hugging in her voluptuous curves. She even felt on her breasts for a bit, seeing the dress showing a bit of her cleavage. Skyy then gave her reflection a rather coy little wink with a kissy face, very impressed with how the dress made her look. In fact, the Twi’lek was feeling quite sexy and attractive tonight. Skyy had never felt like this before… but it felt good. She felt confident and sexy… which was a new feeling for her. After a life of being called names for her shape. She loved how her curves were more pronounced in this dress and she hoped that her dominating Sith Lord felt the same. As she was adoring herself, Skyy’s bedroom door opened and a tall chrome service droid entered her room. Upon hearing the droid walk into her room, Skyy had exited her refresher room to greed the droid. The droid seemed quite fidgety and fussy, much like the one kept on her starship.

“My lady, your escort has arrived. The Emperor’s Wrath awaits your arrival.” The droid said. It had a male voice, much like that of a butler droid.

Skyy nodded at the droid and followed it out of her room. As she began to leave her bedroom, she noticed her Czerka Arms CZ-94 Compact heavy blaster pistol on her nightstand. She then went over to retrieve it. It had a very warm touch to it, as she had often used it when battle was upon her. It’s been with her since she was only an Imperial Trooper and all the way since the Cold War now. If there was anything she learned from her experience as an Imperial spy, it’s one thing: expect the unexpected. As she rubbed the barrel of it, Skyy was mulling over in her head on whether she will need it or not.

“You never know…” Skyy thought. She then grabbed the holster on the nightstand, placing the blaster pistol in it. Lifting up her dress, Skyy then strapped the holstered to her right ankle and continued to onward out of her apartment. In the large hallway, she was flanked by two Imperial troopers at her door and several more were in front of her in two rows, standing at attention. One of them approached her, saluting her.

“Miss Manaan, ma’am. Darth Vastor sent us to you. He is waiting outside for you.” The trooper said. Skyy then had a bit of a puzzled look on her face at all the security detail. Her face then turned back to the trooper addressing her.

“Are this many troopers necessary?”

“Due to the many talk of rebels infiltrating the city, Lord Vastor requested more security for your trip to the Gilded Spire, ma’am.”

Skyy’s painted eyebrows rose a bit as she looked at the troopers again. She then sighed and smiled a little as she thought about him.

“I’ll say this much for him: he really knows how to protect someone… even if it’s not the Emperor.” Skyy thought as she smirked a bit. She then followed the trooper to the elevator, fixing her lekku up properly after entering it. Her apartment was on the 16th floor so it would be quite a ride down to ground floor. The elevator shaft was as clear as glass, revealing a rather scenic view of the rest of Kaas City. As Skyy looked out to the towering skyscrapers and speeders going by, she wondered about how this date would go. She and the Emperor’s Wrath on a date… it was still pretty much a surprise to Skyy that they had even started dating. Not to mention that she was the envy of most women within the Empire. Some of the envy was coupled with the fact that she was an alien… which was really no surprise to her. “Aliens”… how she hated the term… were often persecuted against in the Empire, with some exceptions like herself. Skyy’s business as a spy helped her rise up against these continuous insults and continue to rise as an Imperial Intelligence operative.

The elevator then made an audible ding as it reached the ground floor of the apartment. Skyy exited the elevator car with the two Imperial soldiers at the door, saluting her as she exited. As she walked through the luxurious lobby, Skyy noticed that she was catching looks from some of the male attendants and female tenants as she walked out. The attention was actually quite amiable to the Rutian Twi’lek as she headed towards the doors. For once, Skyy felt very attractive and quite sexy. In each step she took, the blue Twi’lek’s confidence gradually grew and her lekku seemed to gleam as she walked by. She had noticed that several of the men were still staring with their mouths open in complete shock. It felt like she was feeding off of that and it felt good. In her job, seduction was often a part of her job when acquiring information. There were even times where it became quite tedious. For her, there was no effort in turning on the seductive Twi’lek act when it was needed. But in this moment, Skyy didn’t even need to turn on the charm. It just became a lot more natural as she headed towards the exit. Her hands found themselves feeling her curves in the dress again. She couldn’t help it. As the curvy Rutian Twi’lek exited the building, she looked to see that her date was standing before her at the door of the chauffeured speeder. Kymon Vastor was his name, but he was known across the Empire as the Emperor’s Wrath. He was tall and dark-skinned, also quite muscular with the arms of a gundark. His beard was mostly full and it was mostly around the sides of his face and chin. The Emperor’s Wrath also had a scar over his right eye, an indication that he had been in many fights as many Sith often are. He was dressed in a very impressive black and blue suit of Corellian-make. Skyy had to admit he looked great outside of his normally suit of Arkanian-make heavy armor. He did however still have his lightsaber on him. The suit on him was very impressive and displayed his muscles quite well. Skyy bit her lower lip a bit while smiling at him. Kymon smiled back, his bright yellow eyes looking back at her. Skyy then walked up to him with a somewhat seductive sashay in her walk, her heels clicking as she walked to him.

“Wow…” Kymon uttered in seeing her. Skyy smiled and looked at him up and down

“I can say the same, my lord.” Skyy said with a bit of a twinkle of flirtation in her tone. “Shall we go?”

“Of course.” Kymon nodded, then took her hand helping her into the speeder. He then sat down after her. Skyy smiled quite brightly at her date and he smiled back again. She couldn’t tell from the look of him, but the Sith Lord was actually quite nervous. Inside, he was wondering about how this date would go. This would be their first formal date Kymon then tapped the chauffer droid on the shoulder.

“Driver. To the Veiled Bistro.” Kymon said.

“As you wish, my lord.” The droid said. The speeder then revved up and then took to the air. Their date was just beginning and Skyy felt quite excited and nervous at the same time. She then felt the touch of Kymon’s hand on hers, turning to him with her bright blue eyes.

“We’ll have fun… I promise.” Kymon said, whispering to her in her ear. Skyy could feel the sureness in his voice and nodded. She honestly never felt this way about any man before… not even the ones that she had slept with as part of her job. It was a very refreshing moment for her… to be involved with someone. And she had a feeling that it would only continue to get better.



TO BE CONTINUED…