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01.23.2013 , 03:22 PM |
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I read this AU and wonder when/if Scourge will break, cause I love Scourge and all versions of Remi
And then Coremi died... and the Emperor won. The End.
Anyway, more words!
Remi AU: Knightless
Scourge returned to the suite. He had been attacked by a lone assassin, a fool who wielded only a vibroblade. He had sensed an ambush long before the man was within range and defeated him easily. Unfortunately, the mysterious Sith employed a number of assassin's tricks to escape and disappeared before he could be questioned.
Scourge checked the tracking device he had planted on his apprentice. Coremi had already returned, but as he entered the common area the suite was silent. He had expected her to wait long enough to report her findings. He stopped near her room to find the door open and her bed empty. He reached out through the Force, she was near, but only as a feeble spark of life. He searched and found her lying on her side in the storage room where they kept their medical supplies. Several vials of kolto, stims, and anti-toxins surrounded her but she did not appear to have used any.
He lifted her to the examination table and scanned her vitals. Aside from the barely perceptible rise and fall of her chest she could have been dead. Her lips were blue, her skin paler than normal, and her body cold. The scanner began returning nonsensical numbers and he was about to reset the device when she woke with a gasp sitting up suddenly on the table. He tried to hold her down but she pushed him away with considerably more strength than he expected. Her eyes shifted about the room as if looking for someone or something.
"What happened?" he asked softly trying not to startle her.
She finally focused on him; several emotions flitted across her face finally settling on anger, "As if you care." She snapped.
His brow furrowed with confusion. "Tell me." He urged rubbing her arms attempting to both calm and warm her. When she only glared at him he tried to reason, "Were you attacked? An attack on you is only an attempt to weaken me, you must tell me."
"I told you, three assassins." She snarled and tried to push him away. Alarmed he gripped her shoulders and shook her.
"When did you tell me this?"
"A few minutes ago," she still fought him, "I told you I was pois-" she paused and looked at her wrist. "You weren't in the sitting room when I came in?" She asked carefully.
"Did I go to a party tonight?"
"Did we dance?"
He paused for a long moment. "No."
She sagged forward suddenly, her body wracked with tremors. He grabbed a warming blanket off a shelf and wrapped it around her, finally holding her when she did not stop shivering, "I don't know what happened." She whimpered against his chest when she was able to speak again. She squirmed a little, reaching into a hidden pocket and produced three datachips. "I think I killed three people tonight."
He took the chips from her. "I will look into this, would you prefer to wait here or in your room?"
"I," she hesitated, "I would rather go with you. I don't want to be alone right now."
He nodded agreement. She shook with fatigue and cold as she tried to move and was forced to lean heavily against the table just to stand upright. He frowned and scooped her into his arms and carried her to his office. He placed her on a couch where she could see the dataterminal screens and took a seat at his desk to analyze the datachips. He pulled up a feed of the night’s gathering to see if anyone had drugged her or otherwise manipulated her mind.
They watched the party preparation in silence, delivery people and entertainment came and went. Nothing about the party seemed out of the ordinary. Finally guests began filing in.
"Well," she chuckled from the couch sounding more like her old self. "At least I didn't dance at the party by myself." They watched the recording show them entering the party with him leaving her at the edge of the dance floor.
"What do you believe you remember of your conversations?" He asked absently scanning the faces of each of the attendees.
She frowned and got up to take a closer look dragging herself to the display. He frowned at her exertion but did not stop her. She sat on the edge of his desk and peered into the recording.
"That guy, Velothas, wanted to know how I became your apprentice, I told him I killed a Darth with a steak knife, he thought I was joking." She watched as another pair approached, "Those two shirtless guys propositioned me, pretty forthright, I was impressed enough to say no politely. And that one, Mikael, asked whose side you were taking on Corellia. There’s more infighting among Sith there than with the Republic." She watched several other Sith stop for a brief whispered word or comment. "Most of the rest asked what you were like in bed."
He glanced at her to see if she was joking, but for once her face was serious and she was still scanning the crowd for anything else she could remember. "What did you tell them?" He asked suspiciously.
She looked back at him with a deadpan expression, "I told them you were warm."
He snorted and turned back to the feed.
"Well I think I did anyway." She muttered to herself then grinned, "Maybe I made up some elaborate story. Maybe I was insulting. Maybe there's a gaggle of Sith ladies who think you have a remarkably agile tongue."
"That's enough." He sighed and switched to a feed from the Holonews. Three bodies had been discovered, one under a bridge and another two by a speeder pad.
Her smile disappeared. She elbowed him aside so that she could access his terminal and hacked her way into the city security cameras. She saw herself approach slowly, her lightsaber was already drawn. The pair nudged each other and drew their own sabers, apparently believing they needed to defend themselves. She killed them within seconds.
"That's not what I remember," she whispered in horror.
He ignored her reaction in favor of the military report on the third Sith. "The third, actually the one you killed first, was the true assassin." He read the description and cursed, it was strikingly similar to the one who attacked him, "I believe the assassin had targeted me earlier in the evening, when he failed he came after you." He held up the unmarked chip. "This contains a holofrequency. Perhaps we can use it to trace his master."
Coremi was no longer paying attention to him. Instead she stared at the bodies of the two men she had killed for no reason. "They were innocent." She said.
"They were Sith." He replied. "There is no innocence among us." She looked away, a tear slipped down her cheek and something within him snapped. He stood, cupping her face and forced her to look at him. "They were pitiful and weak. There were two of them and you killed them in a heartbeat while you were barely conscious." Even as he spoke he felt both pride and anger. "How many times will you weep for someone who is unworthy of you? Forget them, they mean nothing. Someone tried to kill you this night, we must determine who and why."
She stared at his outburst, shocked and speechless, finally she said, "You mean you."
"Me?" He asked, surprised at the change of subject.
"Someone tried to kill you, and hurt you through me. That's why we need to find out, right?" She touched his hand lightly holding it against her face.
His brow furrowed and he stroked her cheek with his thumb, for a moment he thought he could feel the softness of her skin, and then it was gone. He dropped his hand releasing her and stepped away. "Ultimately, I am nothing. You are the one who must fulfill my vision. That is why the most important thing right now is to find out who sent this assassin."
She started to say something but changed her mind. She shook her head, "That's not the most important thing right now." She sighed covering her eyes with both hands. "I was hallucinating, my nervous system shut down." She shuddered again and he sensed her terror. "The serum is ready."
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